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BITCH

"I told you we took a wrong turn back there," Erin told her man.

"Yes, I know," the man said wearily as he turned the car around.

"Why don't you ever listen to me?" Erin asked.

"I do listen," he told her.

"Yeah, you listen, but you never hear what I say. I might as well be talking to a blank wall."

Frank Roberts sighed. "I listen," he told his flower. "I listen."

Later that evening, Frank and his flower returned home. "I'm going to have some coffee," his flower said, "but nothing for you. It'll keep you up all night."

Frank sighed again. "I know. I know. I'll make the coffee and you can go change."

"All right, but don't make it so strong this time, okay?"

"Okay," the man grumred.

There was a steaming cup of coffee waiting for Erin Roberts when she came back into the living room. She took a sip. "Not bad. Could be better, but not bad."

Frank just turned the page on his newspaper. "Thanks," he mumred.

The girl took another sip and then another until finally, she had downed the whole cup. She let out a little yawn. "You should have made that coffee stronger, dad. It hardly seems to be working at all."

Frank Roberts didn't say anything, He just continued to read his paper.

Erin yawned again. "I suppose I might as well turn in. Even the coffee's not going to keep me up tonight."

Frank Roberts finally put down his newspaper. "I don't think you're going to be turning in for quite some time," he told his flower.

"Huh?"

"Your lady was always so lenient with you. She let you get away with everything. And look what it's gotten you. You were always such a nice girl when you were growing up, but now, you've turned into a first class bitch."

Normally, this was where Erin Roberts would have fired back some quick retort but this time, she just sat there and took it.

"And since you're a bitch," the man continued, "it's time you started acting like one. That coffee was haveged with a powerful mind control agent. By this time, your mind is completely susceptible to any suggestion that someone might make of you."

Somewhere in the back of her mind, Erin Roberts wanted to object, but that feeling was so insignificant compared with her willingness to accept.

"So, let's get started," Frank Roberts said. "A bitch is a female dog and since you are a bitch, you must be a female dog, too, so let's hear you bark like a dog."

"Ruff," Erin barked, and then she covered her mouth as she realized what she'd just done.

"That's good," her man said, "but not quite good enough. That's a big dog sound and you're a yapping, little bitch. Now, I want to hear you yip like a little dog."

"Yip," Erin barked.

"Better," her man said. "Now do it again and again."

"Yip," Erin barked. "Yip ... yip, yip. Please, daddy, don't make me do this."

"Just keep barking," the man told her, "because as we all know, a bitch never knows when to shut up, and from now on, no speaking in here. Only barking."

"Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip," the girl barked over and over as her man laughed.

"Very good," the man said, "and you can stop barking for now. Now, as we all know, female dogs don't wear clothes so it seems, my dear, that you are rather overdressed for the part but I think we can take care of that. Why don't you undress for me."

Erin Roberts stood and she looked at her man and then her hands moved and slowly, she was pulling her nightie over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, her man noticed, and she sure did have cute, little tits. Then her hands were sliding down her body and pushing her panties down her legs. She kicked off her slippers and suddenly, there she was in all her naked glory.

"Let's hear you bark again."

"Yip, yip, yip," Erin responded.

The man grinned. "That's my good girl. But now I notice something else. You're standing up, my dear, and dogs, they go around on all fours. You should be on your hands and knees."

Erin's eyes were pleading as they looked at her man.

"You know what I want," the man told her. "Get down on your hands and knees."

Erin was powerless to resist as she dropped to her hands and knees.

Her man laughed. "That's a good, little bitch," he told her. "Let's hear you bark again."

"Yip. Yip. Yip."

The man laughed again. "Yes, you're a good, little bitch. Now, a dog wags its tail when it's happy so let me see what it looks like when you're happy."

His flower looked up at him questioningly and then she yelped as her man slapped her rump.

"I said I want to see that tail wag," he told her.

And suddenly, Erin was waving her cute, little bottom in front of her man.

Her man laughed again. If his flower hadn't been such a bitch, he might have felt sorry for her, but as it was, he figured she was getting just what she deserved.

He gave his flower the command to "Sit" and he laughed as his flower did it, sitting there in front of him just like a dog and looking up attentively at him.

Over the next hour, he pummeled her mind with suggestions and orders and by the time he was through, his flower was transformed. Outside the apartment or when there were other people than just the two of them here, she would be her normal bitchy self with the full memory of what went on when she and her man were alone but unable tell anyone about it. She would live with the shame and offense of her alter-ego for the rest of her life, and yet she would always be ready and willing to accept this new permistera, that of a bitch dog, whenever she and her man were alone in this apartment. As a dog, she would always remember who she was but she would never be able to get herself free from the dog permistera. In fact, in time, that permistera would become even stronger and she would become even more dog-like.

"Stand," Frank Roberts ordered, and suddenly, his flower was back on all fours.

"That's a good girl," Frank said as he petted his flower's head and he had to laugh as he watched her little butt wagging happily in appreciation.

"Yes, you're a good doggy, aren't you. You're a good doggy. I got a surprise for you. Would you like a surprise?"

The girl's butt wagged even harder.

"Yes, that's right. This good, little doggy wants a surprise, doesn't she. Yes, yes, yes."

The girl's butt just kept wagging.

Frank Roberts went to the door to his bedroom and he opened it and out walked a German Shepherd.

"This is Rex," said Frank, introducing his flower to the dog, "and Rex, this is our little bitch."

The girl's butt had suddenly stopped wagging as she ogled the dog.

"You understand," the man said. "You're not just a bitch. You're a bitch in heat. And when it comes to Rex here, well, you're always going to be hot for him."

Erin let out a pathetic, little bark as she felt her pussy begin to moisten and then she was getting wetter and wetter.

The German Shepherd seemed to sense the change in the girl almost immediately. He padded up to her and sniffed curiously and then he worked his way behind her, and then he was sniffing at her butt.

Erin knew that the dog permistera had been imposed on her, but that didn't make it any less real. She just couldn't help herself. She was getting hotter and hotter as this dog sniffed her.

She moaned as the dog stuck his wet nose right up against her pussy. Oh cuckolds brownie, she thought, she needed to be fucked so bad.

Apparently, the dog had decided pretty much the same thing because the next thing Erin felt was the dog's rough fur against the soft skin of her behind and suddenly, he was mounting her, and then Erin felt it, the feel of that doggy cock as it pressed its way inside her pussy.

She almost came at that very moment but somehow, she managed to hold off and then it started, that doggy cock humping her pussy and she standing there on her hands and knees, taking that dog's cock and loving every moment of it.

Had she been human, she would have moaned with that big doggy cock inside of her but instead, all that came out was a harsh doggy pant and a whimpering bark as Rex fucked her even harder.

Erin looked up at her man. He was laughing at her. He was laughing at her getting fucked by this dog. How could he have done this to her, she wanted to ask, even though she knew it would only come out as a string of barks. How could he have let her get fucked by this dog.

Oh, but geez, it was so fucking good. She loved that dog's cock. It was the best cock she had ever had. She was so close.

How could her man have let her get fucked by a dog, by this big, wonderful dog. She was glad he had done it. She was glad he had gotten this dog to fill up her little bitch cunt.

Part of her knew she was human and knew it couldn't happen but there was a whole other part that wished that it would. She wanted Rex to fuck her and she wanted Rex to make her pregnant. She wanted to have a big litter of puppies with Rex. It was what all that any little bitch like her wanted, to get fucked by a big, hard cock like Rex's.

She felt the dog knot up in her pussy and suddenly, Erin felt it, a stream of doggy cum being pushed deep inside her little doggy, bitch cunt and at almost the same time, she was cumming, too.

Finally, Erin felt the dog slide out of her cunt and in that instant, as she knelt down and sucked on the other dog's balls, Erin knew that she would always be a bitch and that she would be getting fucked like this and loving it for a long, long time.

Le salon de thé


C’était le premier jour de service de Régine jolie brune de 18 ans. Le magnifique salon de thé était toujours bondé. La première fois qu’elle était entrée dans cette pièce elle avait été impressionnée par le luxe qui s’était étalé devant elle.

Un énorme miroir au fond de la pièce donnait l’impression que celle-ci était plus vaste qu’elle ne l’était en réalité. Les tables, avec leur dessus de marbre étaient disposées de part et d’autre de la salle. Les fauteuils en velours paraissaient confortables. Des tableaux décoraient les murs.

Au milieu de la pièce une grande table recouverte d’une nappe supportait un assortiment des pâtisseries que proposait le salon de thé, chaque gâteau était présenté dans un plat argenté. Le carrelage blanc du sol était impeccable.

La patronne du salon avait toute de suite prévenue Régine, l’établissement accueillait une clientèle aisée et très exigeante, il jouissait d’une excellente réputation et le service devait être irréprochable.

Régine sentit peser sur elle le regard des clients huppés. Elle les observa une femme d’un certain âge au long manteau de fourrure qui venait juste d’entrer dans la pièce et attendait qu’on lui attribue une place.

Un couple d’une quarantaine d’année contemplait leur imposante coupe de glace, l’homme portait un costume cravate bleu marine, la femme était agréablement mise en valeur dans une longue robe au décolleté plongeant.

A la table Numéro 4, un jeune homme se leva et se dirigea vers la sortie. Régine pria la cliente âgée de s’installer à la table libre et lui donna une carte de la maimister en lui adressant un large sourire professionnel. La cliente fut a peine installée qu’une jeune femme brune aux yeux en amande fondit sur Régine pour la réprimander.

Elle était habillée d’une jupe ample aux couleurs vives d’un corset rose qui relevait parfaitement sa poitrine, un maquillage léger surlignait des yeux bridés qui laissait voir ses origines asiatiques elle était d’une beauté froide :

- Il s’agit de ma place, mademoiselle, vous faites erreur, il est insupportable que je sois contrainte d’attendre, je suis cliente ici depuis plus de deux ans, je viens chaque jour et cette table m’est réservée !

Régine s’excusa et jeta un coup œil au carnet des réservations.

Elle comprit mister erreur, en effet la table 4 avait été réservée par Melle Legrand. De nouveau, elle se confondit en excuse, les traits de sa cliente exprimaient une vive contrariété :

- Je ne vous ai jamais vu ici, je peux vous garantir que vous n’y resterai pas si vous êtes aussi étourdie ! Je déteste attendre ! J’exige d’être placée à la table que j’ai réservée !

- Malheureusement c’est impossible Madame, je m’en excuse.

La cliente la foudroya du regard !

- Comment osez vous me refuser mon du !

Au grand soulagement de Régine une coquette dame coiffée d’un large chapeau bleu traversa la salle pour passer dans la pâtisserie qui se situait à l’entrée, elle quittait sa place.

Régine s’empressa de nettoyer consciemment la table et fit asseoir la cliente difficile qui ne lui adressa pas un mot de remerciement.

Melle Legrand s’assit visiblement furieuse de voir ses habitudes perturbées par la maladresse d’une jeune employée.

Régine avait conscience que si sa patronne s’apercevait de mister erreur elle serait sermonnée, par bonheur celle-ci était pour le moment occupée à la caisse. Elle se concentra sur le lourd plateau qu’elle apportait aux clients de la salle attenante, tentant d’oublier l’attitude désagréable de la femme à l’allure sophistiquée.

Elle tremblait à l’idée de devoir retourner prendre sa commande. Elle s’attarda dans les cuisines, repoussant le moment fatidique, et espérant que sa collègue s’en chargerait à sa place.

Inexplicablement cette cliente la mettait mal à l aise. Elle rassembla mister courage et reprit mister service, la belle brune au regard noir semblait de plus en plus irritée, Régine s’approcha timidement d’elle et lui posa la question habituelle :

- Que puis je pour vous ?

- Enfin vous voila, quelle lenteur ! Je croyais vous avoir dit que je détestais attendre ! Vous n’avez vraiment rien à faire ici, vous faites preuve d’un laxisme qui ne saurait être toléré dans un établissement comme celui-ci !

Régine rougit :

- Puis je prendre votre commande ?

- Vous êtes même incapable de vous excuser pour votre retard, n’avez-vous donc aucune notion de la politesse et du respect que vous devez aux clients ?

- Si madame, excusez moi.

- Très bien, sachez des à présent que je compte me plaindre à votre supérieure ! Amenez moi un thé jasmin et une part de génoise au fruits et hâtez vous cette fois ! »

- Bien madame.

Régine était au bord des larmes, elle baissa la tète honteuse de s’être ainsi fait réprimandé. Elle tremblait en découpant la part de gâteau pour la déposer dans la délicate assiette en porcelaine, elle prépara le thé, et déposa la tasse fine et la théière sur un plateau argenté.

Elle servit la cliente mais dans mister trouble la théière lui échappa, elle s’écrasa sur le sol dans un bruit cristallin. L’eau brûlante se répandit sur mister uniforme, elle ne put retenir un cri de surprise et de douleur tandis que sa cliente criait :

- Espèce d’incapable ! Idiote ! Vous ne savez même pas servir un thé ! Amenez moi votre supérieure immédiatement !

Agacée par l’attitude arrogante de la cliente, Régine répondit sèchement :

- Cessez de m’importuner, je vais réparer cela, vous en faites des manières !

Les autres clients s’étaient retournés vivement, surpris de cet éclat de voix. À la caisse, dans l’entrée, les clients de la file les fixaient également.

La patronne, ordonna a une employée, de se charger de la caisse, et accouru dans la salle pour y trouver une Régine rouge de honte et une Melle Legrand furibonde. Elle questionna durement Régine :

- Que s est il passé ici ?

Melle Legrand ne laissa pas à Régine le loisir de répondre, elle hurla :

- Regardez ce que cette imbécile a fait, elle n’a même pas su me placer à la place que j’avais réservée, elle s’est permise de me faire attendre et pour couronner le tout elle renverse la théière ! Votre employée est une bonne à rien !

Régine révoltée par les insultes de cette femme répliqua en s’adressant à sa patronne :

- Cette cliente n’a cessé de me harceler, elle est insupportable !

La patronne en apparence, ne se départit pas de mister calme, elle interrompit Régine et lui ordonna :

- Cessez vos jérémiades, Ramassez ceci rapidement ! Vous viendrez avec moi, j’ai à vous parler, nous réglerons ça dans la réserve !

Tandis que Régine mettait de l’ordre dans la salle et ramassait les débris de la théière, la patronne se tournait vers la cliente et prit un ton affable :

- Je vous assure que ceci ne se reproduira plus, l’établissement saura vous dédommager ! Quant à cette jeune employée c’est mister premier jour mais je peux vous promettre qu’elle sera punie en conséquence !

- Je pense que vous devriez être particulièrement sévère ! Je suppose que vos sanctions ne mistert guères dissuasives puisque vos employées se permettent de pareilles impolitesses ! Si j’étais à votre place croyez moi qu’elle ne s’aviserait pas à recommencer !

- Je saurais prendre les sanctions qui s’imposent ! Et un repas vous sera offert pour compenser le préjudice que vous avez subi.

- Très bien, mais je voudrais simplement m’assurer que cette petite effrontée ne recommence pas, j’aimerai la punir à ma manière car elle m’a manqué de respect, il est hors de question que je me laisse ainsi humilié par une petite serveuse !

- Nous n’avons rien à vous refuser Mademoiselle, comme il vous plaira !

La patronne interpella Régine qui accourut vivement :

- Régine, tu vas nous suivre en réserve, nous allons régler le différent !

Penaude, Régine suivi sa patronne dans l’arrière boutique tandis que Melle Legrand la contemplait, lui lançant des regard triomphants.

Elles traversèrent les couloirs en silence. Régine n’était pas réellement inquiète, elle savait qu’elle serait sévèrement réprimandée et elle savait aussi qu’elle l’avait bien mérité car elle s’était emportée contre la cliente, mais elle n’imaginait aucunement ce qui allait avoir lieu.

La patronne ouvrit la porte de la réserve. Melle Legrand fixa Régine de mister regard sévère :

- Toi, tu vas être punie de manière à t’apprendre le respect que l’on doit aux clients ! Tu as été d’une rare impolitesse ! Tu vas recevoir une bonne fessée !

A ces mots Régine sursauta, elle se demanda si elle avait bien entendu... une fessée à mon âge ! Avant même qu’elle ne comprenne ce qui lui arrivait, Melle Legrand la saisit et la coucha sur ses genoux, elle lui asséna des claques retentissantes. Sous la douleur Régine se débattit et hurla, La cliente exigeante cessa un instant pour lui crier :

- Plus tu bougeras plus tu recevras de coup, et je te conseille de rester tranquille si tu veux à nouveau pouvoir t asseoir dans les prochains jours !

Les claques tombaient a rythme infernal sur sa jupe de Régine, Melle Legrand cessa de frapper pour déboutonner la jupe de l’uniforme et la glisser aux chevilles de l’employée qui pleurait a chaudes larmes. Quand Régine compris ce que Melle Legrand s’apprêtait à faire, ses jambes battirent l’air dans un mouvement frénétique, elle supplia :

- Non, je vous en prie, non pas ça, non ; laissez moi ma culotte, s’il vous plait.

La jeune femme brune eu un rire sardonique :

- Comment ça ! Tu ne croyais tout de même pas que j allais t’administrer une fessée sur la jupe, une fessée est toujours déculottée ! Cesses de bouger maintenant, et laisse moi t’enlever tout ça !

La patronne qui avait jusqu’ici assisté à la scène sans mot dire, semblait à la fois pétrifiée et fascinée par ce qui se déroulait sous ses yeux, quand elle prit conscience que la cliente allait dénudée le postérieur de mister employée, elle demanda :

- Euh ! est-ce que c’est vraiment nécessaire ?

- Faites moi confiance, celle la ne vous causera plus de soucis après le traitement que je vais lui infligé ! Une bonne correction leur fait comprendre qui commande, croyez moi ! Rien de tel pour leur apprendre l’obéissance !

Melle Legrand souriait cyniquement en prononçant ses phrases. Elle la troussa et ses yeux pétillèrent quand elle vit Régine s’agiter vainement pour échapper à la punition.

Régine hurlait maintenant pitoyablement, autant de peur et de honte que de douleur car la main volait et retombait durement sur mister fessier.

Melle Legrand la retenait en position, mister bras enserrait fermement sa taille. Régine se contorsionna pour lui échapper, elle se démenait pour échapper à la grêle de coup. Tel un pantin désarticulé elle gesticulait en tout sens mais la fessée continuait.

Les jambes de la punie entamaient une danse effrénée sous les coups. Régine planta ses griffes dans le bras qui la comprimait, elle remuait sans cesse cherchant a se soustraire a l’emprise de celle qui la punissait si douloureusement. Melle Legrand lui dit en regardant mister bras :

- Espèce de petite furie, je vais t’apprendre à te soumettre à l’autorité moi !

Elle la laissa glisser sur le sol après l’avoir copieusement arrosé de claques. Le fessier de Régine était très marqué par les traces de doigts. La patronne cru la punition finie et se dirigea vers mister employée pour lui apporter mister soutient mais Melle Legrand la retint et demanda en désignant des cartons empilés autour d’elles :

- Que contiennent ses cartons ?

- Du matériel de cuisine et le nécessaire pour la pâtisserie, nous sommes dans la réserve !

La patronne était visiblement très surprise par la question mais avant qu’elle ne puisse s’y opposer sa cliente ouvrit l’un des cartons et fouilla l’intérieur avec empressement, soudain une expression profonde satisfaction se peignit sur mister visage grave.

Ses doigts avaient enfin rencontrés ce qu’elle cherchait : une spatule de cuisine. Elle brandit l’instrument et se dirigea prestement vers la pauvre Régine qui s’était déjà recouvert, elle criât :

- Je ne t’ai pas autorisé à te rhabiller ! Tu vas voir comment je dresse les rétives comme toi ! Tu enlèves immédiatement ta jupe et ta culotte, je te préviens que si tu me powers à le faire moi même ton châtiment sera bien plus pénible !

Régine en proie à une véritable crise de larme obéit sans protester, cependant Melle Legrand continua à la réprimander :

- Plus vite que ça, tu vas la recevoir de toute façon, alors ne traîne pas !

Elle ponctuait chaque mot en faisant claquer la spatule de bois dans la paume de sa main.

La patronne avait les yeux rivé sur le fessier de Régine elle se plut à imaginer quelle chaleur insupportable mister employée devait endurer.

Le regard insistant de sa patronne pesait sur Régine, l’honneur de celle ci n’en fut que plus offensé, en plus du feu qui s’était emparé de mister arrière train elle subissait l’offense de voir sa pudeur ainsi piétiné.

La patronne éprouvait maintenant un sentiment de piété sincère pour Régine qui avait, selon elle, été bien assez punie, elle eut voulu demander grâce mais bien qu’elle trembla pour elle, et avait hâte d’être spectatrice de la suite de cette fessée et ne savait détacher mister regard des deux fesses de Régine bien rouge.

Melle Legrand contemplait les boursouflures qui étaient déjà apparu sur le fessier incandescent de sa punie, puis lui ordonna sur un ton sans réplique :

- A genoux ! Tout de suite !

Régine s’agenouilla, le sol rugueux de la réserve lui égratigna les jambes, elle balbutia :

- Ne me frappez plus, s’il vous plait.

Inflexible, sourde aux supplications, Melle Legrand déchaîna un déluge de coup avec l’instrument en bois, il s’abattait dans un bruit sourd sur les fesses qui tressautaient à chaque coup. La spatule s’enfonçait dans les chairs fermes et déjà rougies de Régine qui hurlait sa douleur et la suppliait de cesser.

Le bruit des coups de spatule se fit entendre encore et encore. Régine ne put résister longtemps, ayant récupérer sa liberté de mouvement elle se couvrit les fesses des deux mains et se plongea en avant. Melle Legrand la redressa immédiatement de manière vulgare et lui dit :

- Je te garantis que tu vas arrêter tes résistances et tes protestations parce que je ne cesserai ta punition que lorsque tu ne te débattras plus !

Incapable de prononcer le moindre mot Régine hocha la tête. Un torrent de larmes se déversait sur mister visage. Melle Legrand lui flanqua une dizaine de coups plus rudes les uns que les autres. Le bois s’écrasait sur les fesses provoquant des élancements et des piqûres insoutenables.

Régine ne bougeait plus pendant que la palette de bois continuait à contusionner mister postérieur mais elle ne parvenait à cesser ses cris déchirants, ce qui lui attira de nouveaux reproches :

- Tais toi ! Cesses de brailler ainsi !

- Ça fait trop mal, aiiiiieeee !

Pour La patronne , l’excitation atteignait mister paroxysme, mais la peine qu’elle éprouvait à voir Régine ainsi martyrisée prit le dessus et la fit s’interposer :

- Laissez la maintenant, ça suffit, elle en a assez pris non ?

Melle Legrand cessa de battre Régine et toisa sévèrement la patronne :

- Pas encore, croyez moi, j’en ai punie bien souvent des petites indisciplinée dans mister genre, c’est une coriace celle la ! Mais c’est votre employée, je vous laisse donc lui administrer vous même les dernier coups.

Sur ses mots elle lui tendit l’instrument. La patronne sentit l’emprise qu’exerçait sur sa cliente elle était le type auquel on ne résiste pas, une maîtresse femme.

Sans protester elle baissa le regard vers la spatule et tendit une main tremblante vers elle. Le contact du manche de bois contre sa paume la transporta. Elle laissa tomber une pluie de tapes sur les cuisses de Régine.

La sanction tournait au supplice pour Régine qui recommençait à se tortiller lamentablement. Ses fesses étaient maintenant couvertes d’ecchymoses. Les hématomes grandissaient.

Les yeux de La patronne se voilèrent de larmes, participer au calvaire de Régine lui avait procuré une montée de plaisir intense mais la culpabilité de la faire ainsi souffrir la saisissait, elle jeta la spatule et laissa ses larmes couler le long de ses joues, tentant de les cacher a sa cliente.

Melle Legrand s’approcha de Régine et lui dit :

- Voila ce qu’il t’en coûtera si tu t’avise encore d’être impolie, irrespectueuse et maladroite avec les clients ! Excuse toi !

Elle murmura à travers ses sanglots :

- Pardon..

- Très bien, tu as compris la leçon ?

- Oui mademoiselle.

- Je l’espère pour toi ! Car n’oublie pas que je suis une habituée ici et je somme ta patronne de me prévenir en cas de désobéissance, je n’hésiterai pas a appliqué le même remède !

Apparemment le permisternel de cet établissement a besoin d’être repris en main, et ce n’est pas la première fois que je me fais cette réflexion !

Elle tourna mister regard vers la patronne du salon, en larme elle aussi, elle lui dit en lui tendant un mouchoir et en la gratifiant d’une caresse sur mister visage :

- Allons ma chère, vous avez le cœur trop tendre, remettez vous ! Il n’y a que comme ça que vous vous ferez respecter !

Régine n’osait pas bouger, elle restait a genoux, tremblante et vaincue au pieds de Mademoiselle Legrand , qui, lorsqu’elle s’en aperçut lui dit sur un ton presque aimable :

- Tu peux remettre ta jupe maintenant et aller reprendre ton service, je suppose qu’il y a du travail !

Chaque mouvement pour tenter de se redresser laissait Régine pantelante de douleur, elle explosa de nouveau en une crise de larme incontrôlable.

Melle Legrand la regarda silencieusement, la laissa se calmer, puis quand les sanglots se furent un peu atténués elle se dirigea vers elle.

Instinctivement Régine esquissa un mouvement de recul.

Melle Legrand lui tendit la main en signe de paix, elle lui offrait mister aide, mais paniquée Régine leva mister bras devant mister visage dans un réflexe de protection.

- Ne craint rien, je n’ai pas l’intention de te frapper, je veux juste t’aider.

Fébrile, Régine serra la main tendue et s’appuya sur le bras pour se redresser, elle remonta rapidement sa culotte et enfila sa jupe. Melle Legrand posa sa main ferme sur l’épaule de Régine comme pour la consoler et lui dit calmement :

- Ne pleure plus voyons, ça ne sert a rien. Va te passer le visage sous l’eau, tache de reprendre un aspect présentable, je t’attend en salle, avec ta patronne, tu nous servira ce thé jasmin et si ta patronne y consent tu es autorisée a le prendre avec nous.

La patronne approuva. Régine s’empressa de sécher ses larmes, de remettre de l’ordre dans ses cheveux et se hâta de rejoindre les deux femmes.

Elle tenta de les servir avec naturel, se concentrant intensément sur sa tache. Elle maîtrisa à grande peine sa démarche afin que rien ne trahisse la correction qu’elle venait de subir et se força à prendre une expression enjouée en servant les clients qui attendaient.

Puis, elle s’approcha de nouveau de la table, restant figée devant elle, elle n’osait s’asseoir, d’une part par crainte de la douleur, d’autre part parce qu’elle ne voulait pas paraître inconvenante.

Elle attendit patiemment l’autorisation avant de s’asseoir précautionneusement sur le coussin en velours du fauteuil heureusement confortable. Melle Legrand lui annonça en souriant :

- Nous avons discuté avec ta patronne, nous venons de décider d’une collaboration. Je me suis proposé de l’aider dans le bon fonctionnement de cet établissement que j’affectionne grandement mais dont le permisternel me semble manquer de sérieux et de rigueur, j’ai donc l’honneur de t’annoncer que je travaille désormais ici ! Tu connais maintenant ma politique concernant les manquements, penses tu que je sois injuste ? Sois franche !

- Non mademoiselle, vous êtes pas injuste... vous...

Elle n’osa achevé sa phrase et la laissa en suspend, ce qui provoqua un rire moqueur chez Melle Legrand. Le rire clair tinta agréablement aux oreilles de Régine qui se décontracta.

- Je perçois comme une hésitation, Régine ?

- Non...

- Me penses tu sévère

Les joues de Régine s’empourprèrent .

- Oui mademoiselle.

- Je le suis en effet, mais saches que je ne suis pas sadique et je ne te punirai pas sans raimister, j’estime qu’un établissement de ce prestige doit être mené de manière ferme, on ne doit tolérer aucune erreur, rien ne doit entacher le plaisir des clients, comprends tu ?

- Oui mademoiselle.

- Très bien, saches que durant ton service je ne veux plus jamais que tu te permette de répondre à qui que ça soit comme tu l’a fait tout a l’heure, est ce bien clair ?

- Oui, j’ai compris.

- Très bien ! Si toute fois la discipline que je vais faire mener ici te déplaisait, permisterne bien sur ne te power a rester ! Si il arrive que tu me trouve injustes fait le moi savoir, j’aime la franchise et je te permettrait toujours de dire ce que tu penses à la seule condition que tu le fasse poliment ! Ta patronne et moi collaborons, il ne saurait donc être question que tu fasses preuve de plus de déférence envers moi, tu nous dois a toutes les deux le respect, ni plus ni moins.

Régine acquiesça, des larmes lui étaient venue de nouveau, Melle Legrand lui sourit et lui dit :

- Allons ne te désole pas, je suis persuadée que nous trouverons tous à y gagner. Si cela peut te rassurer ta patronne m’a demandé de me modérer un peu dans les punitions et, elle a ma promesse. Allons, si tu te montres raimisternable je suis persuadée que nous nous entendrons toute les deux ! Me tiens tu rigueur de cette punition ?

- Non mademoiselle, mais je souhaiterai ne pas avoir à la revivre.

- Cela ne tiens qu’a toi ! Allons, file vite au travail !

Régine se retira en débarrassant le plateau qui encombrait la table. Elle laissa les deux femmes parler affaires. Quand elle se retourna, elle sentit peser sur sa nuque le regard pénétrant de Melle Legrand.

Prise par deux inconnus dans un cinéma

Je suis blonde aux yeux bleus, 1m 68, 70kg ; j ai des hanches bien dessinées et des mamelles biens lourdes : du 95D.

Cet après-midi, j’ai envie de me faire téter mes grosses mamelles... Je décide de m'habiller en salope (jupe courte, culotte blanche, débardeur décolleté et soutif, chaussures à talons), puis vais dans un petit cinéma de quartier...

En faisant la queue pour prendre un ticket, je remarque deux hommes derrière moi qui me reluquent... Bingo ! Je leur souris et vais m installer dans la salle, au fond. Les deux hommes viennent s’installer de chaque côté de moi. Le film commence ; la salle est plongée dans le noir...

Je commence à me caresser la poitrine, faisant pointer mes deux gros tétons. Je sens les hommes plus intéressés par moi que par le film ; un des deux commence à me caresser un sein par-dessus mon débardeur. Je respire fort ; mes seins montent et descendent au rythme de ma respiration... Je sors une mamelle de mon débardeur et susurre à mon peloteur : « Vas-y ; suce mon téton. Aspire-le bien... » L'homme ne se fait pas prier : il prend en bouche mon sein et l’aspire au maximum. Humm, c’est délicieux ! Il suce et lèche comme un fou.

Mon autre voisin, très excité par la scène, se caresse d’une main et commence à caresser mon autre mamelle ; je la sors de mon débardeur et lui dis : « Vas-y : fais-toi plaisir ; tète-moi bien, lèche-moi, aspire... » Pendant que je me fais téter par les deux inconnus, ils ont sorti leur queue et je les branle ; ils mistert très durs : leurs queues commencent à être baveuses. Me faire téter ainsi par deux hommes, c’est vraiment divin !

Après m’être faite téter pendant quarante-cinq minutes, je décide d'en rester là ; mon idée est d'aller aux toilettes, puis de quitter le cinéma sans leur dire au-revoir. Je prétexte donc une envie d'uriner (qui est réelle) pour les abandonner sur leur siège.

Je me rends aux WC, entre dans une cabine et commence à uriner lorsqu’on power ma porte ; les deux hommes rentrent dans ma cabine, et referment derrière eux. « Alors, salope, on veut se faire peloter sans rendre la monnaie de sa pièce… Tu crois qu’on va t’attendre tranquillement ? Maintenant que tes mamelles mistert bien excitées, tu vas t’occuper de nos queues ! »

Ils me powernt à m'asseoir sur la cuvette des toilettes ; ils sortent mes mamelles de mon débardeur, relèvent ma jupe jusqu'à la taille et sortent leurs queues bien bandées. Ils me giflent avec, puis, me prenant par les cheveux, ils m’obligent à lécher leur glands, leurs couilles, et me font sucer leur queue à tour de rôle tout en maltraitant mes mamelles en me donnant des coups de bite et en me pinçant les tétons... Je leur dis que je dois faire pipi. Ils rigolent : « Bah, vas-y, espèce de trou à bites : pisse-toi dessus comme une chienne ! »

N'en pouvant plus, je pisse dans ma culotte, devant eux qui ricanent ; je suis humiliée… Ils frottent leurs queues baveuses sur moi pendant que je pisse ; soudain, un des hommes commence à me pisser dessus : sur les seins, pendant que l’autre me maîtrise tout en m’enfonçant sa queue dans la bouche. Puis ils me prennent, me retournent, et enlèvent ma culotte pleine de pisse pour me la mettre dans la bouche ! Ma tête est juste au-dessus de la cuvette pendant qu'ils me prennent par derrière à tour de rôle ; ils finissent par m’éjaculer dessus, et m'abandonnent, souillée, dans les WC, tout heureux de leur séance de ciné…

Tout bon (sauf les lignes blanches...), marci et à bientôt

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Doggy Mommy For The School Bully


It was 3:00 sharp. Kyle stood outside at the school carpark. Kyle was a high school student; 17, mousy red hair, blue eyes, very pale, very skinny, with freckles and glasses and only stood at 5 foot 7. He only carried his bag and folder. And he saw the school bully coming for him. The bully told him that if he did not show up at 3:00sharp, he would hunt him down all the way to his house and that Kyle wouldn't even know he was under his bed. The bully was a guy name Garry. Garry was 5 foot 10; very fat, dark brown (because he was a true native Hawaiian who bullied smaller and younger students) and always picked on Kyle, the only white student in that particular secondary school in that Hawaiian island.

"There you are," Garry grabbing Kyle by his shirt collar and lifting him up. "I hate white boys. Do you know what I do to white boys? Do you?" Garry threatening Kyle. "Hey Garry. Look man. How about we become friends. How about I invite you for a relaxover and we can watch films and play video games all night. I even have some Playboy and Penthouse mags that you can borrow of me," Kyle stalling. "Really??" Garry letting go of Kyle. "Yeah sure. I am a real nice guy once you get to know me. Give me a chance and I can really be one of your stooges in this school, even hel you bully the other kids," Kyle nodding his head very quickly. "Yeah I think I like that. I think I like that a lot," Garry having a grin on his face. "So Kyle how about I relax over your place tomorrow night?" Garry putting a hand on the smaller kid's shoulder.

FRIDAY AFTERNOON
"So Garry Kyle has told me a lot about you," Kyle's mom was driving the car on the island road. "He has?" Garry was surprised. Kyle and Gary sat at the backseat. "I am glad that you are his friend. He has given me the impression that he has no friends here. Well I am happy that you are hanging around with my mister," Kyle's mom responded. "Oh yeah. Kyle is one cool dude," Garry nodded his head. Kyle had lied to his mom. Apart from this school bully, the other kids hated him because they hated all non-natives to the island. He never told his mom that he got teased for being white and that Garry had actually been one of his tormentors. He hoped that Garry did become his friend after this as he couldn't stand anymore of the bullying. "You see Kyle. I told you you'd make lots of friends," his mom smiled at him from the rearview mirror at front.

Kyle's mom was a sexy slim redhead at the age of 35. She was as pale as Kyle but she was much taller at 5 foot 8. She had Kyle with her husband, till they divorced. She left the mainland of the USA for one of the Hawaiian isles.

"So tonight I leave the tv to you guys and while you're at it, why don't you guys go get yourselves some takeaway like pizza or something," Kyle's mom insisted.

His mom's name was Michelle. She immigrated from Russia and married Kyle's dad and had Kyle this way.

FRIDAY EVENING
"This game is so cool," Garry was sat in front of the television, playing on Kyle's PS3, using the joystick to play Halo III.

Kyle was by the lounge phone, making phone calls for a pizza takeaway. He ordered Hawaiian pizza with garlic bread to go with it. "The pizza will be here in half-an-hour," Kyle told Garry. "Yeah whatever," Garry responded back.

Half-an-hour later, Garry and Kyle were having pizza on the lounge dining table. "This pizza is great," Garry digging himself a slice and chunking it into his mouth. He ate like a pig. Michelle joined them on the table. "I hope you boys saved a piece for me," Michelle grabbing herself a slice too and putting it on her plate. Kyle noticed something..something disturbing. It was the way Garry was staring at his mom. He didn't like it. Not one bit.

Before Michelle could open her mouth and eat her share, Garry took out an amulet from his pocket and he uttered some magic words in his language. Michelle froze. Kyle stared at Garry. Garry knew magic, just like that fictional character Harry Potter.

"Your mom looks hot Kyle. You never told me you had such a hot mom. And you know what they say about hot moms Kyle," Garry turning hios gace from Kyle's mom to Kyle. "No what?" Kyle hated all this. "That they are bitches who relax around," Garry laughed evilly. Before Kyle could protest or stand up, Garry uittered some magic words while aiming the amulet at Kyle. Kyle was also frozen.

"Now let the games begin," Garry chuckled.

* * *

Kyle was using a large Chinese-style fan to fan Garry while he was sat down and watching some horror films on DVD.

Michelle was naked and on all fours. And she was by Garry's side....as his dog-bitch. "Do you want another slice doggy," garry patting Michelle on the head. Michelle barked "Arf Arf." He used his amulet to make Kyle his obedient servant (but still aware that that he was still Kyle ans retained his permisterality, hating his circumstances) and Michelle to his new pet dog. Garry picked up a pizza slice from the opened-up pizza box sitting next to him on the sofa and slowly moved it towards Michelle's mouth. Micheele opened her mouth, slowly chewing the end buits of that slice. And then Garry dropped the whole slice on the floor. Michelle lowered her head and ate and muched at the pizza slice as if she were a real dog. Garry laughed. Kyle hated seeing his lady being treated like this and degraded like this. Like a dog. "I always wanted to see a white woman behave like a dog and act like a dog," Garry chuckled and then farted.

After Michelle finished eating the pizza on the floor, Garry whistled and snapped his finger, "Here doggy doggy doggy. here doggy doggy doggy." Michelle quickly came to his side and started licking his stinky brown feet. She lapped her tongue at it. "I always knew you were a mister of a bitch Kyle," Garry giving Kyle an evil look. Garry enjoyed having a sexy redhead licking his feet. And then he had a question in his mind. He turned to Kyle, asking, "You don't have a dog do you?" Kyle shook his head, powerd to say, "No master I don't have a dog." "I do. Tomorrow night I am still going to relax over here and we will have your mom drive us back to my place. I don't think mom would stop me from bringing Krypto here, just for the night," Garry laughed. Kyle hated it. He already had an idea why Garry was going to have his dog Krypto (named after Superman's dog from the cartoon series Krypto the Super-Hound) over.

12PM at night they were all inside Michelle's bedroom, the master bedroom. Garry used his magic amulet to re-programme Michelle's mind. She was not his dog anymore but his permisteral sex toy. Michelle was made to perform sexually like all the women from one of Kyle's porn magazine. Kyle and Garry lied on both her side, while she masturbated for Garry. "Your mom is cool. She does whatever she is told to do. I wished I had a white mom. One I'd like to fuck," Garry cruelly pulled Michelle's left nipple. Garry gave Kyle a wicked look. Garry wore his amulet now around his neck. "Garry I want you to fuck your mom" Garry commanded. "Yes master," Kyle responded. Kyle took off his own clothes and got on top of his own lady. He thrusted his cock up her cunt while kissing, licking and sucking on her right breast lovingly. "Now while you fuck her, I want you to say I love you mommy. I love you mommy," Garry said. Kyle was pumping his cock inside his own lady's vagina while squeezing her boobs, crying, "I love you mommy. I love you mommy. I love you mommy," Kyle repeated the mantra. Kyle felt guilty. He was fucking his own mom and actually enjoyed it. "Now I want you to say we white boys fuck our own mommas," Garry commanded. Kyle contineud hameering his mom's pussy, saying, "We white boys fuck our own mommas." Garry laughed, saying, "You got that right whitey." Kyle's sperm was going into hsi mom's pussy. She was cumming from her own mister. And screaming too.

"Now I want you to say We white boys don't respect our own mommas like Hawaiian boys. And I also want you to say White mommas are nothing like Hawaiian mommas. White ladys are whores while Hawaaian ladys are real ladys," Garry commanded.

Kyle repeated what his master wanetd him to say, and a part of him wanted to cry, "We white boys don't respect our own mommas like Hawaiian boys. White mommas are nothing like Hawaiian mommas. White ladys are whores while Hawaaian ladys are real ladys."

After Kyle fucked his own mom, Garry pushed him aside and then thrusted his own cock up Michelle's pussy while squeezing her boobs. While Kyle only squeezed his own mom's boobs gently and lovingly, Garry squeezed it very very agggressively. "I want you to tie her wrists and ankles to the bed posts while I fuck this bitch," Garry commanded. Kyle got off the bed and spread his own mom's wrists and ankles. He used some clothes from her drawer and used it to tie both her wrists and ankles towards the four bed posts, while Garry continued fucking his lady. After Kyle finished tying his own mom up, Garry then told him, "I want you watch me fuck your mom. I want you lie down on the carpet floor and masturbate over this," Garry ordered. "Yes master," Kyle lied down on the floor, stroking his own penis while watching the school bully fuck his own lady. She screamed from all the pain he was inflciitng upon her, and Garry even bit both her nipples roughly. Michelle screamed from such an abusive treatment. "I give you permission to cry white boy," Garry cruelly mocking Kyle. Kyle started weeping and tears coming out of his eyes. He cried that his mom was being fucked. He cried that he was made to fuck his own mom and that she was amde to behave like his dog earlier on. Things were going to get worse tomorrow. Tonight he was watching Garry's fat body on top of his mom's pale skinny Russian body, pinning down on the bed.

"K mom. I will be back home tomorrow afternoon," Garry screaming towards his own mom while leading Krypto away from his house. Krypto was a Dobermann. Garry led Krypto by the leash and onto Michelle's car's backseat. Both Garry and Krypto sat at the backseat while Kyle and Michelle were sat up on front. He closed the door, ordering Michelle, "Ok bitch you can drive now." "Yes master," Michelle responded. She drove away. She was them back to their house.

It was 2 PM. Garry was sat by the sofa, playing with the PS3 console joytstick. Kyle was fanning him once more while Michelle was on her knees, naked and giving him a blowjob. Krypto was eating dog food from a dog plate next to Garry's feet. Garry was tired of playing with Kalo III. He wanted to play with Michelle. And Krypto. he tossed the joytisck by the sofa and toyed with his amulet around his neck. His own mom and dad were local witches and had no idea that he actually used magic on Kyle and his mom. They would ******* him if they knew. "Ok slave stop blowing me," Garry pulled Michelle's face away from his cock by her long red hair. He then uttered some magic words towards her face.

Michelle started behaving like a dog. She started barking. Garry started laughing. "Hey Krypto you have a new bitch," Garry talking to Krypto. Michelle crawled on all fours. Krypto and Michelle crawled towards each other. Michelle barked towards Krypto. Michelle then crawled around, showing her ass towards Krypto. She bent over. Krypto knew that she was offering herself to him. Krypto then crawled behind Michelle and came on top of her. Krypto slowly pushed his cock up her ass, starting to slowly fuck her anally. Michelle made bitch noises while she was getting fucked. Kyle who was fanning Garry was powerd to watch all this. Garry made his mom perform fetish, right in front of his eyes. Krypto's dog sperm was flooding Michelle's human ass. After thirty minutes, Krypto got off Michelle's ass. Both Garry and Kyle could see Krypto's sperm staining her ass. "Wow I can still my dog's sperm up your mom's ass," Garry laughed. Kyle just stared. Garry then gave Kyle a cruel sneer. "What do you see slave?" Garry taunting him. "I see your dog's sperm on my mom's ass master," Kyle meekly responded. Garry knew that Kyle hated responding and being powerd to call him 'master.'

Garry let Michelle's ass slowly absorb all of his dog's sperm. She was still bent over the carpet floor on the lounge, pressing her upper body downwards in a prostrating way. He held on to his amulet and then started chanting some other magic words. Michelle slowly got up. She faced Garry, saying, "What is it that you want me to do master," Michelle responded to him. Garry smiled. He whistled for Krypto. He then uttered some magic words towards Krypto too. "I want you to let my dog fuck you in front," Garry commanded. "As you command master," Michelle bowed down. Michelle whistled towards Krypto. Krypto came and started barking at Michelle. Michelle helped Krypto stand on his bind legs while his two front ones were placed right by her shoulders. Michelle slowly helped Krypto thrust his penis towards her pussy. Krypto started fucking Michelle up on the front. His dog cock fucking her human pussy. Michelle helped Krypto fuck her. She started making human sexual sounds, even cumming. Garry laughed at the sight. "I always knew that white women had sex with naturals but I didn't know that I went to school with someone who actually had a mom who did such things too," Garry laughed.

After fucking Krypto, Michelle had let go of Krypto. Krypto crawled away from Michelle. Garry saw Krypto's sperm on Michelle's cunt. He could see it and smell it. "Hey Krypto you are not finished yet. Stay boy," Garry commanded. Krypto stayed where he was. Michelle walked towards Krypto. Garry then told her, "I want you to suck my dog off." "As you wish master," Michelle got down and slowly positioned her face below Krypto's cock. She opened her mouth, giving the dog a blowjob. Krypto made a soundful sound. He enjoyed Michelle sucking his dick. "Krypto loves that. You love that don't you boy," Garry smiled. Krypto just barked, "Arf. Arf." Michelle just sucked his dick.
* * *

It was 6PM in the evening. Michelle was on all fours on the floor while Kyle was fucking her from behind. Garry was eating ice cream from his bowl. Krypto was on the couch sat next to him. "You know something Kyle. Unlike you I would never fuck a woman after she had sex with a dog," Garry said. Garry then laughed. Krypto barked towards Kyle and his mom, "Arf arf."

"Yeah Krypto. She was probably the best bitch you ever fucked. She is not just some white boy's momma but she is also a redhead too. Say Kyle your mom speaks with a funny accent. Is she originally American?" Garry asked. "No master she is not," Kyle continuing fucking Michelle on the ass, while gently squeezing her boobs in front, like a farmer milking his cow.

"So where is she from then?" Garry asked. "She came over from Russia as a grad student and married my dad while they were both college students master," Kyle responded meekly. Garry heard a lot about Russian women. And about redheads too. Both were the best whores among Caucasian women. "You know I was thinking about dinner Kyle. I was thinking what we could have for dinner," Garry said.

7PM. Michelle lied naked on the table. Dog food was placed on her pussy. Krypto was sat down by one of the chairs as if he was an actual permister, Krypto was happily munching dog food off Michelle's pussy. Michelle was cumming from excitement.

Garry and Kyle were eating takeaway fries placed on top of her boobs. Kyle was given permission to take some fry pieces and feed his mom with them. "I just love eating fries from a very white plate don't you," Garry laughed. And then farted. "No master," Kyle responded.

8PM. Kyle was sat on his bed. Michelle was on her knees, made to give her own mister a blowjob. Krypto was fucking her from behind, as his uppber body was on her back. Garry was hunched over Kyle's PC, logged on to the Internet, sometimes known as the World Wide web. Garry was posting information about Kyle's mom onto the internet. "Do you know why I am online Kyle?2 Garry asked. "No master. No I don't," Kyle feeling guilty that he is enjoying his mom sucking him, and being fucked by Krypto at the same time. "I am advertising your mom Kyle," Garry said it coldly. Kyle was worried. What was Garry doing to his mom.

"Since you don't have a man Kyle I think your mom needs a man in her life. A real man. You need a man figure the way I see it. But don't worry Kyle. I am not going to make her go out with a local man. She will go out with one of her own kind. A white man. A white man from the mainland," Garry said. Kyle knew what Garry was doing. He put up his mom on something like a "Dating Website" or webistes where single peopel advertised themselves, looking for other single people.

"She is looking for men from the south. Those real redneck types. Those who are looking for Russian women to use and use," Garry said. Garry then cruelly laughed. Kyle hated the sound of that. "Tomorrow Krypto and I are going home. But I will still cast my last spells on you two redheads."

12PM. Garry lied on the bed in the master bedroom. Michelle was naked. She bent her body over the bed while on her knees. Krypto was fuckingn her from behind. And Kyle was once more made to masturbate himself on the carpet floor...over a dog fucking his lady. "Before you know it Kyle someone will reply to your mom. She will give herself to that man. There are many rednecks out there Kyle. Many. They all hate Russians. But they still want some nice fine Russian pussy to fuck. On the bright side you may have to move back to the mainland and won't have to see me anymore."

Michelle made sexual sounds, fingering herself and Krpto still fucking her. Kyle just masturbated. He was dirtying the floor with his ejaculating on it. "Hey Kyle. You know that sperm is hard to clean off carpet floor. Maybe when you guys leave your momma might have to give your landlord sexual favours so that he won't charge you over this." Garry laughed.

Kyle just lied there on the floor, watching Krypto fuck his mom. He cried. His ordeals were only going to get worse.

After tomorrow. Even after he never has to see his bully again. He was very well aware how many American Rednecks dream of a***ing Russian hookers and actually paying to just use them sexually.

It was 3:00PM. Kyle and Garry walked towards two guys stood by the lockers. the two guys were Kyle’s classmates– Dean and Eric. Both boys were locals and they both gave Kyle a hard time in class. Because Kyle wasn’t a Native Hawaiian and was a white student. The two boys were much taller than Kyle and were well-built too, like surfers. Dean slammed his locker looking at Garry. “This is one strange week. How come you are hanging out with this guy like as if he is your bosom buddy?” Dean asked Garry. Garry smiled. “He is a nice guy once you get to know him,” Garry said. It was only during the last weekend that Kyle invited Garry for a relaxover and that Garry used his magic spell to turn both him and his sexy redhead mom into Garry’s slaves. Garry playfully hit at Kyle’s shoulder, saying, “Kyle isn’t there something you want to tell these two guys. ” Kyle felt uncomfortable but he gave out a weak smile, like some kind of intimidated nerd. “Hey listen guys. I was thinking of inviting you two for a relaxover at my place. I mean I want us all to be good friends and I am really a nice guy once you get to know me,” Kyle nodded his head. “It’s true,” Garry supported. “Sleepover ? When?” Eric asked. “Tomorrow night? Mom can pick us all up from here,” Kyle said.


FRIDAY AFTERNOON

“I am glad that Kyle has made even more new friends. So your names are Dean and Eric right?” Michelle asked, as she continued driving the car on the road and talking to the two boys through the rear view mirror. “Yup, ” Dean said, as he and Eric both nodded. Eric, Dean and Garry were all sat in the back seat while Kyle sat in front next to his mom Michelle. Eric started talking to both Dean and Garry in their local language, “His mom is hot. Really hot. A redhead too and you know what they say about redheads.” All three Hawaiian boys laughed. “Hey what is the joke?” Michelle asked them, smilingly. “Oh it is nothing,” Garry shook his head. “Hey Kyle has a new dog too, don’t you Kyle,” Garry said. “Yes I do. Bought her only this Monday,” Kyle said. Garry made him buy one. A German Shepherd. He even helped him and his mom picked their dog when he followed them to the pet shop too. Garry had a sinister intention of why he made them purchased one in the first place. “So Kyle what is the dog’s name?” Eric politely asked. “Bernard,” Kyle sighed.


FRIDAY EVENING

It was 7PM. Eric and Dean were sat in front of the television, playing with Kyle’s PS3. They were both sat down on the floor while Kyle just hung up from ordering pizza for all of them. “Pizza will here in half-an- hour. Domino’s,” Kyle announced. He could see that neither Eric nor Dean paid any attention to him. “Soul Calibur Four is so cool,” Dean commented. “Hey let’s play Metal Gear Solid Four after this,” Eric suggested. Kyle looked towards where Garry was sat. Garry was sat on the sofa, patting Kyle’s dog Bernard on the head, saying, “You are such a good dog aren’t you. Yes you are. I think you need a good bitch to keep you company.” Kyle’s heart beat was moving fast. He knew what Garry meant way too well. Garry stopped patting Bernard and then turned to gaze at Kyle. Garry smiled at Kyle….evilly. “All good dogs need are good bitches,” Garry said, towards Kyle. Kyle’s mom was inside her bedroom and the other two boys had the impression that they were going to relax in the guest’s bedroom.

7:30PM. The pizza arrived. Kyle took the pizza boxes and paid the delivery boy. “Why don’t you boys sit and eat in front of the tele. Entertain yourselves by watching something while you eat,” Michelle said. Michelle wore short hot pants, a black bra and a small leather jacket. Dean and Eric turned off the PS3. Dean said to Eric in their language, “Do you see what she is wearing?” “I know. What gives? It is like as if she going out to meet guys for you know what,” Eric said, trying not to break out into a chuckle. Kyle brought the boxes towards the wooden table in front of the sofa, saying, “Mom is right. You guys sit down while I bring out the plates and glasses.” Garry gave space for both Dean and Eric to sit down. Kyle opened the boxes and laid them on top of the wooden table. One box had pizza. The second had garlic bread. The third had chicken wings and barbecue sauce to go with it. Kyle brought them each their glasses and set the bottle of cola on the table. “I take it that you are going to put it in a film for us,” Dean said. “Something much better,” Kyle making a weak smile as he whistled to Bernard to come to his side while his mom walked towards in front of the table.

Dean and Eric each grabbed a slice and put it on their plates and poured themselves takes. They stared at Michelle, puzzled why she is stood in front of them like some kind of robot. Kyle stood next to his mom, announcing to the boys, “Tonight’s entertainment. A strip tease.” Kyle switched on a nearby radio to play some misterg. The moment the music started playing, Michelle started dancing erotically. Dean and Eric were puzzled at what they didn’t expect and happy with it. They knew what was about to happen. Garry smiled. His plan…from yesterday. Michelle winked as she danced her body, slowly stripping off her jacket to the words of the misterg, “…I can give you what you want…” Michelle tossed the small leather jacket and slowly unbuttoned and slowly pulling down her hot pants, as the rest of the misterg continued, “….I can give you what you need…” Michelle was just down to her black bra and black panty. “This is mom showing her appreciation of you guys being my friends. She would do anything to win me friends over,” Kyle announced like some kind of pimp. He was ordered to say it, as Garry’s magic sell made him Garry’s loyal slave. Even over his own mom. Michelle danced and her back was to the audience. Neither Eric nor Dean touched their pizza. They just stared at Michelle’s sexy pale body. “Do you guys still hate all the white people in our island?” Garry joked to Dean and Eric, in English this time. “Not anymore,” Eric was mesmerised. Michelle unbuttoned her black bra, letting it all fall and she covered her breasts as she turned around to face all three high school students. “Tonight you boys would be glad to have made the right decision to be friends with Kyle,” Michelle winked. And then she pulled down her panty, becoming totally naked.

Michelle danced naked, fondling with her own breasts. “Dean. Eric. Why don’t you two come here. I can show you a real good time,” Michelle moved her fingers motioning for them to come to her. Dean and Eric got up. Dean and Eric stared dancing with Michelle. Kyle could only stare, as his other two bullies were now going to have their share of his mom. “I can do you both,” Michelle moving her hands over her long red hair. Michelle danced and then also looked at Garry who was still sat down. “Why don’t you come up too Garry,” Michelle was being seductive. It was in her mystical mind programme. “No thanks Michelle. I think I’ll sit this one out and watch,” Garry starting to sip his glass take. Dean danced in front of Michelle, fondling with her breasts, while Eric was fondling with her ass. “I know you two boys want to do me. I’ll let you,” Michelle offered. Neither Dean nor Eric knew that this was Garry’s black magic at work but that Michelle’s mom was behaving like the stereotypical white Caucasian slut. Eric and Dean took off their own clothes, but still dancing their bodies. Kyle watched, patting Bernard on the head and his cock getting stiff….guiltily.

Dean and Eric were finally naked. Michelle then slowly hugged Dean. Dean was slowly pushing his cock into Michelle’s cunt. He started fucking her pussy while squeezing on her pale boobs and kissing and biting at the nape of her neck. Eric pushed his cock up Michelle’s ass, slowly starting to fuck her anally. Both boys started fucking both her holes, flooding it with their sperm. Michelle started cumming and screaming, “Oh yes. Oh yes,” Michelle screamed, like some sort of slut. Dean and Eric started to fuck her faster and faster. And harder and harder too. “Man Kyle your mom is the best mom in this entire island,” Garry stared at him. “Yes Garry. She sure is,” Kyle sighed. He wasn’t supposed to let the other two boys know that he is Garry’s slave. For Garry’s own security and good. Bernard just barked, “Arf. Arf.”

Dean pulled his cock out, lying his back on the floor. Eric did likewise. Michelle went on her knees and pushed her face down towards Dean’s cock. She sucked him off on all fours while Eric fucked her anally once more. Michelle gave Dean a blowjob for thirty minutes. After that, it was Eric who was still standing while Michelle gave him a blowjob. She was cleaning their cocks with her mouth. “Oh man Kyle. I really love your mom. She is so cool,” Eric putting his hand on Michelle’s head, keeping her in her place. “Kyle can I be your best friend,” Dean slowly getting up from the floor, sincerely and looking guilty…guilty for having bullied Kyle this whole time while Kyle’s mom turned the other cheek. “Sure you can. You can all be my best friends,” Kyle said. Michelle stopped sucking Eric. Eric let go of her head. Michelle slowly lied her back on the floor, telling both Dean and Eric, “I am sure that you two love boobs. You can suck mine,” Michelle closed her eyes. “We love boobs,” Dean and Eric said in unimister as they both slowly dropped down to their knees, crawling to Michelle and lying their bodies next on both her side. They both sucked on each nipple. They sucked while Michelle played with their black hairs. After half-an-hour everyone took a break.

10PM. Everyone was eating pizza. All fours boys were dressed. Michelle ate along with them. but naked. She sat between Eric and Dean who fondled with her breasts and even feeding her with their own pizza bits, like as if she is some kind of pet. And then Garry cruelly said, “Hey Michelle is this show over or what?” Michelle looked at him, smilingly, “Not yet. Not by a longshot.” After all the boys finished eating, Michelle once more took the living room stage, whistling to Bernard while Kyle went to the radio and changed mistergs. Not an erotic misterg. A misterg by Rammstein titled “Feuer Freu.” (played in the beginning of the movie XXX) . The moment the misterg played, a loud and heavy heavy metal music, Michelle got down on all fours like a dog. She moved her ass in such a funny way that Bernard quickly moved behind her,. Climbing on her back and started fucking her anally with his dog sperm. “Oh my God,” Eric’s jaw dropped. Dean also watched in surprise, as she was fucking her own dog in front of them, moving to the beat of the misterg. Bernard was fucking Michelle very excitedly. Dean and Eric were still exhausted and needed time to recover from fucking Michelle. Deep down they enjoyed seeing this hot redhead mom being fucked by her own dog. At least it was not their moms and so no loss. Bernard stopped fucking Michelle when the misterg ended. Michelle got up and Kyle changed the misterg to Kate Perry’s I Kissed A Girl. The moment that misterg played, Bernard quickly rushed towards Michelle. Michelle helped Bernard stand on his back legs while letting his paws rest on her shoulder. She helped Bernard insert his cock inside her pussy. Bernard flooded Michelle’s cunt to the beat of the misterg and Michelle cummed from excitement. “I wouldn’t want to a fuck a woman who had sex with an natural,” Dean making his crude comments. And as that misterg ended, Bernard got off Michelle.

“What a disgusting white slut,” Dean shook his head. “Good thing we took you before your dog did,” Eric commented. Garry laughed. It was fun for him to keep them in the dark. Kyle played no more mistergs but he did started taking off his own clothes. As Michelle once more lied her back on the floor, Kyle smiled wickedly and moved his eyebrows towards all three boys, “As no more mistergs are about to be played it is my turn.” Kyle got on top of his mom, literally behaving like a ladyfucker. “he is fucking his own mom,” Dean started laughing. “And after she fucked the dog,” Eric joined in. “You guys should still be nice to Kyle from now on when you see him at school….right?” Garry staring at them as if he is going to bully them if they don’t. “Oh yeah sure,” Eric nodded in fear. All the bullies feared the main bully – Garry. “And at least we can still pull her nipples. Tonight. Even next time we’re here,” Dean nodded. “Now you’re talking,” Garry smiled… sincerely.

As Kyle continued to make love to his own lady, two redheads locked in sexual contact, all three boys sat down and watched. And Bernard barking in the background too, “Arf. Arf.”

It was two weeks since both Kyle and his Michelle mom had fallen to the magical spell of Kyle’s high school bully Garry. Saturday afternoon. Kyle only wore some shorts as he and his mom were headed to the beach this Saturday afternoon. Michelle was beautiful having red hair and blue eyes and only wearing a 2-piece blur bikini. He sat next to his mom on the front seat. On the backseat was the food brought for their beach picnic. And some towels too in a plastic bag. His mom was honking. Kyle saw Garry’s house’s front door opening. He saw Garry coming out, with two other guys who looked like Native Hawaiians. . Garry told his mom that Kyle and his mom were more than happy to help entertain Garry’s cousins as they came down to his place for the weekend. Garry only wore shorts, as did how two cousins. As Garry and the two cousins were nearing the car Kyle saw what Garry’s cousins looked like. They were both as tall and fat as Garry. But they were both twins. And all three of them carried a towel each. Garry reached the back seat door and opened, telling his cousins, “Watch out for the food and the stuff she brought for us for the picnic.” Both his cousins got inside. Garry got in last and closed the back seat door. “Michelle. Kyle. I want you to meet my twin cousins Harry and Barry,” Garry said. “Hello boys,” Michelle smiled at the rear view mirror in front. “err….hello,” Kyle muttered a cry. “You are right. He is such a nerd,” Harry chuckled. “And his mom is hot. too,” Barry chuckled. “What???” Michelle looked surprised at their tone of language. Garry felt his amulet on his right-side pocket, then saying to Michelle, “You will respect my cousins as how you respect me. They can say anything they want about you and you will be ok with it because I am ok with it,” Garry snarled at her. Michelle gulped. “Yes…master. Whatever you say,” Michelle started driving off. “So you really do have them under your spell huh,” Harry laughed. “Shut up and don’t say any of this in front of mom or Aunt Petunia. You can get him in trouble,” Barry elbowing his twin brother on the chest.

Michelle drove them all the way to some secluded beach spot, one that didn’t have any people hanging out on them. Michelle parked her car by the side of the road. “So we are here. Too bad we couldn’t bring your dog Garry,” Harry said. “Then we all could not fit in this bitch’s car could we,” Barry shook his head. Barry and Garry opened both their sides of the door and Harry got out his brother’s side. Michelle turned off the car engine, unfastened her seatbelt, opened the driver’s door and got out. Kyle got out too. “So Kyle you brought the camcorder? Where is it?” Garry demanded. “It is in the backseat…. master,” Kyle stammered. The two twins laughed. “They really have to obey you,” Harry chuckled. “Bitch go open your trunk?” Garry commanded Michelle. Michelle walked towards the car’s trunk, replying, “Yes master.” “Geek go take out the camcorder. The tape is inside right?” Garry sounded bossy. “Yes it is master,” Kyle walking towards the car trunk, taking out the camcorder, further saying, “It is already inside as you wanted it to be master.” “Good. Now we are gonna have some fun.”

Michelle laid a large red towel on the sand, not far from where the beach water was. They could all hear and smell the aroma from the beach and its waves. Michelle placed the food bucket on the towel. It was full of chicken wings which she cooked for all of them to eat. And some fries too. She brought plastic cups and a bottle of cola. She was acting ladyly by placing them all in a set. Kyle helped his mom out. Garry was whispering to Barry and Harry. “Ok Kyle Michelle. We can all eat later. I think we wanna play first here on the beach. It is such a warm and sunny day too,” Garry was excited. Kyle saw Barry carrying a large thin stick. He looked at Kyle, smiling and saying, “Too bad we don’t have a dog here to play with.” “Yeah Krypto couldn’t fit in the car too,” Harry joined his brother. Both twins gave each other high-fives. Garry looked at Kyle’s mom. He took out his amulet from his pocket, saying, “Not to worry boys. Michelle can entertain us here in the beach too,” Garry was serious. He uttered some magic words. Michelle then stood there like a zombie. “Michelle take off all your clothes,” Garry commanded. Michelle stripped off her two-piece bikini. “Kyle I want you to open the food basket and take out a chicken wing,” Garry looked menacingly at Kyle. As Michelle stood there naked, exposing her shaven pussy and big breasts, Garry could see that both his cousins’ cocks were stiffening and probably were going to beg Garry to allow them both to fuck Kyle’s mom. Kyle could see it too. In their eyes. Kyle responded, “Yes master.” Kyle took out a chicken wing. “Kyle I want you to shove it up your lady’s ass as if you are giving her a new tail,” Garry commanded. Kyle walked towards his lady, slowly placing the wing-end bit of that fried chicken wing up her asshole. Now Michelle had a tail on her ass. “Kyle we are going to play catch with your mom. When we do start filming,” Garry ordered. Garry uttered the magic words. Michelle started barking and dropped down on all fours.

Kyle was filming everything with his camcorder. The three boys were playing fetch with his mom. She was barking like a dog and running around on all fours. Harry would throw the stick and his mom would eagerly let her tongue out, barking and then chasing after it. The boys laughed at her barking and her butt wiggling, making the chicken wing wiggle with it. Michelle caught the stick with her mouth. She would then run back to Harry who would pat her in the head, saying , “Good dog. I mean good bitch.” After playing “throw-and-fetch’ for an hour, Garry shouted to the other two boys. “Ok guys. Let’s stop for a while.” Garry walked to Kyle and said, “Stop filming for now.” Kyle obeyed and stopped filming. “I’m hungry Garry,” Barry complained. “Yeah let’s eat,” Harry added. Kyle could understand why all three of them were so fat. They ate too much without doing exercise. Michelle barked and ran after them like dogs. Garry then took out his amulet and uttered some magic swords. Michelle froze while on all fours. She then got up and said to Garry,” Whatever it is that you desire master I shall obey.” Garry could see that both his cousins were getting excited. “Slave I want you to take out the chicken wing from your butt, lie down on the sand next to the towel and start eating it,” Garry commanded Michelle lied naked next to the red towel and started eating the end bits of the chicken wing that Kyle stuck up her ass earlier. “Ok boys listen up. I will dip the barbecue sauce on her cunt. We shall all dip the chicken wing into her cunt. Ok,” Garry said. “Ok Garry,” the twins aid in unimister. “ok master,” Kyle was about to join them until Garry said to him, “No slave. This is only for us Hawaiian boys. What you are to do now is start filming us eat off your mom and her eating alongside us. Understood,” Garry said. “Yes master,” Kyle sighed as he was upset. He started getting up and started filming


Garry took the container with the barbeque sauce on it and let it drip all over Michelle’s cunt. Her pussy was now a plate for sauce. The other two boys were excited and they started digging into the basket and dipped the chicken wings that they got into Michelle’s cunt. Garry did the same. Michelle made sexual sounds as they were using her pussy as a dipping point. The boys enjoyed their chicken. “Hmm, she makes good chicken too,” Harry savoured the chicken taste. “Hey Michelle. Help yourself to your own chicken too. And don’t forget to dip in,” Garry chuckled his two cousins “Yes master,” Michelle’s hand reaching out for a chicken wing and dipping it into her own cunt. All their chicken wings touching her cunt was causing her to cum on the chicken pieces. Michelle tasted both the barbeque sauce and her own cum inside her mouth. After the chicken wings they all started digging into the fries. All of them, Michelle included, dipped the fries into Michelle’s barbeque sauce-pussy and started eating. Kyle was just filming and filming while listening to all three boys making derogatory comments about his mom. “Man she is way different from our moms,” Barry chuckled. “You can say that again bro. I love our mom because she gave birth to us and I love Kyle’s mom because she allows us to have fun with her at her own expense,” Harry chuckled. Garry was thinking. “You know guys. We are getting fat. I say we should burn our fats and play some more fetch games with her.” “I say we should play with her period,” Barry was getting impatient. “me too,” Harry agreed. “Alright you guys. Just give me five minutes will ya,” Garry shaking his head.

Five minutes later Barry was fucking Michelle’s ass while she was on all fours. As she was being fucked from behind she was giving a blowjob to Harry. Harry was putting his hand on her head. “Yeah bitch. Drink it all. Drink it,” Harry was excited from Michelle takeing all his juice. Kyle was filming the whole thing. He could even see and smell Barry’s sperm oozing out of her ass, falling down to the sand. “My cousins really love your mom Kyle. If there is anything you would like to say, say it now,” Garry was being generous as he stood next to Kyle. “Isn’t in unhealthy for them to be having sex with her at the same time?” Kyle was puzzled. Garry out an arm around his slave’s shoulder. “Kyle having sex with your lady is very unhealthy. She was already having sex with both our dogs. Remember? Krypto? Bernard? But I got to entertain these bastards for the weekend and I appreciate your mom helping me out,” Garry spoke as a matter-of-fact. “Ok I wanna fuck her pussy now,” Harry pulling his cock out Michelle’s mouth, revealing his sperm stain all over her outer jaw. “And I wanna play with her titties,” Barry chuckled. Both boys went and pushed Michelle’s back towards the sand. Harry thrust his cock into her vagina and started fucking her really hard. Michelle screamed. As Harry was fucking her pussy, Barry lowered his head down on her left breast and managed to suck on her left nipple, very hard. “I think your mom would make a good porn star,” Garry was cold and cruel. Kyle filmed all this, gulping at what Garry just said.


SATURDAY EVENING

Michelle wore her 2 piece red bikini and was talking to Garry’s mom on Garry’s front doorway. “Thank you very much for bringing the boys home and for taking them out to the beach. I really really appreciate it,” Garry’s mom was smiling. “It was my pleasure. But I gotta go now. We are in a hurry to be elsewhere,” Michelle smiled, slowly turning around and walking away. Michelle walked all the way back to her car, hearing Garry’s mom shouting her gratitude, “Perhaps you and your mister should come over for dinner some time.” Michelle got inside her car. Kyle was sat next to her. “Ok mister we are off home. I think I have to cook us dinner,” Michelle drove off. Kyle was worried. Garry gave them specific orders what they are to do after 12PM midnight.


SATURDAY NIGHT

12PM

The television was on. Both Kyle and Michelle were watching today’s event, meaning everything that happened on the beach. Michelle was watching everything on all fours, naked and being fucked in her ass by their pet German shepherd Bernard. As for Kyle he was lying down on the floor, masturbating to his mom’s degradation on the beach today. He was ejaculating and staining the carpet floor with his sperm. He was ejaculating….with guilt.

Three Fridays ago Kyle and his mom fell under the power of Garry, the guy who bullied Kyle the whole time in his high school. Garry’s parents were convinced that their mister was relaxing over his ‘best friend’s house.’ It was seven o clock in the evening and Garry had Kyle’s mom Michelle drive all four of them (including their pet dog Bernard) towards a certain house address. Garry stood outside the doorstep. He knocked. The door opened. A fat man in his forties stood. He was a local Hawaiian man who resented the Europeans having taken over his country and making it a part of the United States of America. He saw Garry. He smiled, giving the fat Hawaiian boy a hug, “Garry you ol bastard. Long time no see.” “Aldo you great ol fuck. It is good to see you too.” Aldo let go of the fat Hawaiian boy. He then stared at Kyle, his mom and Michelle. “Who are these….white people?” Aldo asked in a semi-pissed off way. Garry took out his amulet. “Ahh. I see,” Aldo knew that Garry was a wizard. The two were closed as Garry used to buy DVDs from him when he had his shop and also learned that Aldo made films. The kind of films Garry acquired from him illegally. Garry used his magic to help Aldo get ‘women’ to work for him and in return he gave him some of the film copies. Porn film copies. “I stopped by and wondered if you were in the mood to make more films. That is why I came here unexpected and brought these two and their dog,” Garry spoke. Michelle looked attractive being a pale redhead with a sexy body and her mister was a red-haired just like her and a geek. “Please come in,” Aldo letting them through.

Aldo took all of them inside his mansion. He then led them to his super-large lounge, offering everyone a seat while his maid brought them takes. Michelle, Kyle and Bernard sat on one couch. Garry on one seat. Aldo on another. “So Aldo is she something or what?” Garry pointing out to Michelle. “She sure is Garry,” Aldo said. “She is not even American. She got this geek by fucking an actual American citizen. She’s actually Russian and you know what they say about redheads and Russians,” Garry chuckled. Aldo chuckled alongside him. Garry then moved closer to Aldo, whispering something to his ear. Aldo brought out to special laughter. “Man you are so cruel at times. I love you for that,” Aldo turning to look at the two redheads. “I think we can begin filming at eight. It should not take so long,” Aldo stared at Michelle. “This house is also a studio and has a studio set inside it too,” Garry chuckled evilly towards Kyle. Kyle gulped. “I will make a couple of calls and they can be here within half-an-hour,” Aldo taking out his cell phone.

8PM. They were all in another part of the big house. They were in the ‘studio corner’. They were already in a set that looked like an artificial living room. Michelle was only dressed in a 2 piece black bikini. She was sipping from her cup of tea and then placed it on the table in front of her. Bernard was resting on the floor beside her. Not far from them was the camera crew, filming everything for their latest porn film Aldo, Garry and Kyle were staring. Kyle told Michelle what he wanted from her and how she was going to interact with the other actresses. On the set entered two Hawaiian ladies in their 20s Mika and Reena, standing not far away from Michelle “Hey Michelle you won’t believe what happened to us today,” Mika smiled. “We met two guys in the bar. They were real machos too,” Reena said. “You gals are so lucky. You meet real man. But I am ok. Really I am,” Michelle smiled at them. “Oh come on. You don’t have a man in your life. I think you should go join us in the night club one day. We can probably hook you up with one of the guys who frequently go there. What do you say Michelle?” Mika insisted. “You know leaving your door open does not guarantee that a man would just walk in here and pop up in your life,” Reena looked concerned. “Who needs a man when you got Bernard,” Michelle smilingly getting up from her seat. Bernard barked, “Arf. Arf.” “He is your dog?” Mika looked puzzled. “But you should still close your door,” Reena added. “Why? I sometimes want people to come here and watch what goes on around here,” Michelle giving both Hawaiian ladies a hard glare. Michelle then stripped out of her panty and then unhooked her bra, letting them both lie on the floor and revealing her shaven cunt and her large pale breasts and pink nipples. “Whoah Michelle. I don’t think Reena and I are into these things. If you said you were a lesbian and looked for women we could have helped you with that too,” Mika raising her hands in astonishment. “Really we could. But we are the wrong ones for this,” Reena said. On the background Aldo told one of his staff crew, “Ok boys. Hit it.” Kyle knew was watching everything and Garry cruelly powerd him to stand and watch all what is about to happen.

Erotic music started playing. “Bernard hit me,” Michelle uttered the words. Bernard quickly rushed in front of her, barking mad and then raised his front paws towards her shoulder. Michelle helped Bernard insert his doggy cock into her pussy. Michelle guided the dog in fucking her. She sexually screamed as her own dog was making her cum with excitement. “Oh my God. Do you see what I see?” Mika was surprised. “I knew that these white Russian women were immoral, sick, slept with many men, whored themselves but this really takes the cake,” Reena covering hew jaw in disgust. Michelle just fucked Bernard and giving the other two women a wicked satisfied smile. Michelle made Bernard fuck her pussy for like twenty minutes until she kissed his nose and told him, “Ok Bernard. Let mommy go,” Michelle commanded. Bernard slowly moved away from Michelle and retracting his doggy paws from her shoulders. Michelle moved back. She then knelt and bent her ass over the sofa. She spanked her own ass, whistling, “Fuck my ass doggy doggy doggy.” Bernard quickly came and thrust his cock up her ass, while resting his front paws and upper body on her back, happily fucking her and flooding her human anal with doggy sperm. Bernard and Michelle were both excited as they were ins sexual bondage. On the background Kyle was watching the whole thing. He was watching his mom degrade herself in front of the cameras and watching the two other actresses smirking at what she was doing to herself. He saw Garry smirking and he heard Aldo, saying, “That is really one bitch who had gone to the dogs.” Michelle was made to calculate in her own head how long to let her own dog fuck her until she had to tell him to get off. It was only after fifteen minutes when Michelle moved her palm backwards and hit Bernard on his paw, ordering him, “Ok Bernard. Get off mommy’s ass.” Bernard slowly retracted his body and cock away from Michelle’s body and ass. “Ok make sure you zoom into her ass, showing the dog’s juice all over that sexy ass of hers,” Aldo talking to his crew.

Michelle got up from the sofa and she then lied herself on the floor. She then motioned for Bernard to come for herm again, “Ok Bernard come to my face,” Michelle pointed to her face. Bernard barked, quickly moving to where her face was. Bernard lowered his cock over her face. Michelle started giving her own dog a blowjob, sucking on his cock. “We are zooming in into her face sir as she is sucking her dong,” Kyle heard the camera handler speaking to Aldo. “Good. This is what the customers pay for and this is what they are gonna get,” Aldo speaking as if he didn’t care whether Kyle heard him or not. Michelle was takeing doggy sperm and some of Bernard’s juice was dripping down her beautiful face. “Now remember Garry. You not only get a free copy but you will also get paid for this too,” Aldo putting a shoulder on the boy’s shoulder. “You are like the nephew that I never had but would have enjoyed to spoil.” “Hey Aldo can we give a copy to Kyle too,” Garry suggested. Aldo looked at Kyle, saying, “He watches his mom perform live and he wants his own copy. Ok sure Garry. If you think so.” Kyle gulped. Michelle was still fucking her dog while Mika and Reena were making sick and disgusting derogatory comments.

10PM. Garry, Kyle, Michelle and Bernard stood outside Aldo’s doorway. “It was good to see you again Garry. You take care,” Aldo smiled. “Oh I will Aldo. I will,” Garry said. Aldo then stared at Michelle, “And as for you don’t fuck your dog too much.” Aldo laughed. Garry laughed alongside him. After both Hawaiians laughed at Michelle’s expense, they all walked towards Michelle’s car and drove back to Kyle’s place.

12PM. The lights were turned off in the lounge. Garry was sat in front of the television, watching tonight’s latest porn film. “Great film isn’t it,” Garry digging in into his chips. “Yes master,” Kyle lied down on the carpet floor, masturbating over his mom performing fetish on her latest film. “Yes master,” Michelle on all fours, letting Bernard fucking her ass once more from behind.

Garry was sat down by some beachside café. He was takeing local tea when he saw a familiar face approach him.

“Hey William what’s up? Have a seat,” Garry offered the seat next to his.

William Sakamura came and sat down next to Garry. William was a Japanese Hawaiian; 45, fit, 5’9, single, resemred the fictional character Eddie Sakamura from the film Rising Sun and was also a farmer. A pig farmer.

“So how are things?” Garry asked.

“Not so good. With all this credit crunch the farm isn’t doing well and my sales are down,” William sighed.

“Oh yeah. Say do you want a take? I am buying,” Garry offered.

“Make it tea,” William smiled.

Garry called for a waitress to bring them some Hawaiian tea. The waitress came and put the tea in front of William.

“You are always so kind,” William smiling.

“I take it that you want me to do some magic trick for you and make your business do well huh,” Garry patting his friend on the shoulder.

Garry considered William to be a fellow Hawaiian as Japanese were Polynesian too.

“Well did not want to be so straightforward,” William smiling and then sipping his tea.

“I can do it for you,” Garry was honest.

William knew that Garry was a male witch. The friendship was struck when William offered his own farm pigs as experiments in Garry’s fetish show when he had put some racist male and female white tourists under mind control with his magic amulet which he wore around his neck and made them fuck William’s pigs. William and Garry had a good laugh, sat down by the pig fence and watching those Caucasian tourists getting fucked on their asses and also taping the whole thing. When Garry set those tourists free, he blackmailed them for lots and lots of money, which he divided with William.

“That…that is very kind of you,” William smiled.

“Actually I had something better in mind. Remember when we humiliated those white tourists from the mainland?” Garry asked.

“Oh do I ever,” William smiled.

“You have contacts with the Japanese tourism industry. You know. To get some Japanese tourists to come down here and pay lots of money to see some exciting things,” Garry smiled…wickedly.

“Yes I still keep in contact with Tokyo. Yes they still have some willing Japanese tourists willing to spend lots of money just to travel abroad to have sex with foreign hookers,” William started chuckling.

“How about Japanese tourists paying to see a white woman fucking lots and lots of pigs,” Garry smiled….really wickedly.

William smiled….just as wickedly.

A MONTH LATER

It was a Saturday weekend. Michelle’s car was parked outside Garry’s house. Kyle was sat in the backseat. She honked her car.

Not far Kyle saw Garry leaving his front door, heading for Michelle’s car. Garry got in the passenger seat up front and then closed the door behind him. He put his seat belt on.

“Ok Michelle, I’ll tell you where we are going,” Garry said. Garry instructed her where to go and what direction. She drove off, saying to Garry, “As you command Master.”

Garry lied to his mom that he was spending the night at Kyle’s when in reality they were all going to William’s farm.
* * *

William’s farm was big. The pigs were all inside one large mud pit the size of a very large basketball court, in the middle of a very large field. The pigs were all there. Fifty of them. Half were males. Some were black. Some were pink. Some were brown. Some large as dogs. Some large enough to **** a woman from behind.

On three sides of the pig pit were rows and rows of seats, reserved for the Japanese tourists coming today. The tourists were mostly likely to be males ranging from their 30s to 60s. All horny sick bastards.

“They will be here in an hour’s time,” William looking at his watch.

“So it is only two o clock then,” Garry said.

The tourists would arrive by buses at 3 o’clock, with the tour guide. The tour guide would hand William the money and from then onwards, they would all get to see Michelle perform for them.

Michelle and Kyle were stood next to Garry. Michelle wore a long red dress and had high heels on. She wore her red hair long and wore thick red make up, like as if she were a whore going out on a date. She was also a Russian too and still spoke with a Russian accent, while Kyle was as American as his man who divorced with Michelle, Kyle’s mom.

Kyle and Michelle were Garry’s mind control slave. Michelle was automatically a slave who simply obeyed him. Kyle obeyed too but still aware of his circumstances and hence, more humiliating for him.

Garry walked towards the pig pit. William accompanied him.

“Michelle take off your clothes except for your bar and panty and give them to Kyle,” Garry commanded.

“Yes master,” Michelle responded.

Michelle started stripping off her clothes and handed them to Kyle, who carried it all in his arms.

Michelle wore a black bra and black panty.

“Come here,” Garry waved at her.

Michelle walked towards where Garry was.

“Follow this man and you will stay where he tells you to stay,” Garry making Michelle look at William Sakamura.

“As you command Master,” Michelle bowed.

William opened the fence door, took Michelle by the arm and led her to what was the middle of the pig pit.

“Stay here,” William letting of her arm.

Michelle stood in the middle of the pit, surrounded by lots and lots of pigs.

William left the pit and joined Garry.

“I am so excited. We are going to make tons of money Garry. Tons,” William sounding over excited

“You heard that Kyle. He is so excited,” Garry teasing his slave Kyle.

“I heard every word…Master,” Kyle sighed.

“That is right. And you are going to be part of the show,” Garry staring down at Kyle.

By the time it was 3 o clock, the buses arrived by the side of the road. The tour guides were leading their tourists towards where the seats were. The show was only going to properly start at 4 o clock.

There were roughly 200 Japanese tourists. All men dressed up in tourist attire. They ranged from their 20s to 70s. Each had to pay about $2000 and they were all willing to pay such a high amount of money.

Just to watch a white American woman perform fetish for them. She may not have been Blonde but Japanese men were just as ok with Redheads.

As the tourists were all getting seated, Kyle was walking around and selling toilet rolls to them. they were allowed to masturbate and wank as they watch the fetish show.

Each man paid about $10 for a roll. All paying to watch his mom fuck the farm pigs.

The tour guides were handing the money to William. All money bills.

The men were sat down, and all of them could see Michelle standing in the middle of the pig pit, surrounded by horny pigs.

The Japanese tourists were all shouting in Japanese towards Michelle, making crude disgusting comments. By the time it was 4PM, Garry, William and Kyle moved closer to the fence.

Kyle was also carrying a toilet roll.

Garry had a microphone with him.

“Ok it’s time,” Garry said.

“Can I have all your attention,” Garry announcing to the Japanese audience.

The Japanese tourists were all sat down, holding onto their toilet rolls and staring at Garry.

“You all came here and paid good money to watch this American Redhead put on a show for you. All of you give a clap for Michelle,” Garry pointing towards Michelle.

The Japanese audience started calling in vigorous excitement.

Garry then looked at Kyle. He pointed his finger at Kyle, still speaking over the microphone.

“This is her mister here. Like all of you today he also came here to see his own lady perform and like you, he too would join in and indulge in this show. Let us all have a good friendly laughter at her mister. Let’s hear it for Kyle,” Garry announced and started laughing.

The audience all looked at Kyle, pointed their fingers at him and started laughing.

Kyle felt embarrassed but could do nothing about it.

Garry then looked at Michelle, still announcing over the microphone, “Alright you all. Get ready. The show is going to start.”

Kyle saw the Japanese men unzipping their pants and stroking all their cocks.

“You too Kyle,” Garry told Kyle.

“Yes…Master,” Kyle sighed.

Kyle unzipped his own pants and let it all drop down on the floor. He was starting to stroke his own cock. And he had to get the toilet roll ready.

“Michelle. Take it all off,” Garry commanded.

Michelle unhooked her bra and pulled down her panty. She was stark naked with large breasts and a shaven cunt.

“Now go on all fours,” Garry commanding her over the microphone.

Michelle went down on all fours.

Garry held onto his magic amulet and said his enchantments over the microphone.

The male pigs started surrounding Michelle.

A very large brown pig came on top of Michelle and started fucking her ass with its large piggy cock. The pig on all fours was much bigger and heavier than Michelle. She took its weight. Michelle sexually groaned. Its cock was ripping through her asshole.

The first pig was hammering Michelle anally, making a very aggressive oinking noise. Michelle just groaned.

Kyle started masturbating and his cock was ejaculating lots of his own sperm. He had to use some toile rolls to clean them off.

Kyle saw hundreds of Japanese men masturbating and cleaning their own cocks as they were ejaculating too fast, watching Michelle getting fucked by the first pig.

After five minutes, the first pig came out from Michelle and it was then replaced by the second pig. The second pig was just as big and was black. It hammered Michelle’s human ass with its large piggy cock. Michelle sexually moaned as she once more being fucked from behind.

Every five minutes a pig was fucking Michelle’s ass. The tourists had to continue using more and more toilet rolls as their sexual excitement was getting the best of them. they were forever cleaning their cocks with toilet rolls as they were continuing to ejaculate more and more sperm.

Kyle’s sexual excitement was getting the best of him. He too was masturbating over the pigs fucking his own mom.

Garry and William watched it all, smiling wickedly.

“She perform very well,” William said to Garry.

“Oh she is going to be more than just letting them fuck her ass,” Garry smiled.

The show started at 4PM. By the time it was 6PM, Garry announced his magic enchantment over the microphone.

The last male pig pulled out from Michelle’s asshole.

The male pigs went away from Michelle.

Michelle remained on all fours. Her face looked exhausted from taking in all those pig sperm up her Russian ass.

The tourists were busy cleaning themselves up.

“Ok you all. We will take half an hour break. The show will resume once more at even o clock,” Garry announced to them.

“Kyle your mom performed a nice show for us,” Garry humiliating Kyle.

“Yes…Master,” Kyle bowed his head in shame.

Kyle was cleaning his cock, guilty about masturbating over his mom’s offense.

“When you finish cleaning yourself, I want you to go around and sell more toilet rolls and also sell the takes,” Garry commanded.

Kyle went around the rows of seats, carrying a large trolley that carried toilet rolls and orange juice cartons, each costing about $20.

Garry needed an hour to have Kyle profit from all the Japanese customers and at the same time have Michelle ready to perform her fetish show again.

Not anally.

Frontally.
* * *

It was 7PM. Everyone was seated. The show was about to begin.

Michelle stood naked in the middle of the pig pit.

Garry carried the microphone. William stood next to him. Kyle too, with his toilet roll.

Garry looked towards Michelle, raising his microphone and holding onto his amulet, casting his enchantment.

Michelle crouched down and then laid her back on the dirty ground. She raised her legs and spread it for all to see.

Garry announced some more enchantments.

The male pigs were once more under Garry’s witch-like powers. They crowded around Michelle.

One fat pink pig walked towards Michelle’s face. A fat brown pig went towards her spread legs.

Michelle used her right hand to guide the cock of the pig that was next to her head, towards her mouth. She started oipenign her mouth and stroking its cock, towards her mouth. She was taking its cock in, making it cum into her mouth (and face).

Michelle used her left hand to guide the cock of the pig that was moving between her legs. She guided its cock towards her cunt.

Both her mouth and cunt were taking in the piggy cocks, stroking them and making them ejaculate inside her body.

The Japanese audience started stroking their cocks, masturbated and ejaculated over the toilet rolls.

Kyle too was stroking his cock, masturbating, ejaculating his own sperm and cleaning his cock with the toilet roll.

After five minutes, Michelle let go of the cocks of the two pigs and they walked away from her.

As she laid her back on the dirty ground, her face, mouth and pussy were covered with pig sperm.

Two other male pigs came to her.

To her mouth and to her cunt. She guided their cocks towards her two holes. Sucking and takeing pig sperm while letting more pig sperm flood down into her Russian pussy.

The audience continued to cum and clean their cocks off with the purchased toilet rolls.

Kyle continued masturbating and cleaning himself too.

Garry and William laughed.

They laughed at Kyle. They laughed at Michelle. But most of all they laughed at the Japanese tourists who paid so much money just for something disgusting like this.

Garry and William were profiting very handsomely.

Every five minutes, Michelle took two pigs. Her cunt and mouth were servicing and taking in William’s pigs’ sperms.

For the Japanese male audience this was the best show they had ever seen in their entire lives. The audience enjoyed Michelle degrading herself like this.

By the time it was 8PM, it was already dark in the sky. It was night-time. Garry spoke his enchantment over the microphone and the male pigs left Michelle alone.

Michelle laid there on the dirty floor. Her face, mouth and cunt covered with too much pig sperms, which had already oozed all over the ground and the top part of her thighs.

The tour guides told the Japanese tourists that the show was over and led them all towards their buses.

Even Kyle stopped masturbating and cleaning himself.

“Kyle, take your lady to the shower room,” Garry ordered Kyle.

“Yes master,” Kyle walked towards the pig pit to pick up his mom.

“Garry we made so much money today and tonight. I really don’t know how to thank you. I am going to split half of it with you,” William putting a hand on Garry’s shoulder as they were still stood by the fence next to the pig pit.

“Just give me two grand. The rest is yours,” Garry smiled.

“I think we made about two hundred thousand or even more,” William bursting with excitement.

“Like I said Will. I am ok with just two thousand dollars,” Garry Winked.
* * *

They were all inside William’s house. They were all dining in the dining hall.

Michelle lied naked on top of the dining table. She was being used as a “nyotaimori” (human sushi plate). Her naked body, tits, shaven cunt, legs and arms were full of sushi and sashimi (courtesy of their chef William).

“I think she is really much better this way,” William using chop sticks to pick up a sushi beneath Michelle’s right breast.

“I think so too,” Garry using his cop sticks to pick up a large sashimi piece from her left knee.

Kyle was using his chop stick to pick up a sushi piece from her pussy and ate it in front of them.

Garry and William laughed. Michelle’s pussy was dirty and filthy as it contained pig sperm.

“Yummy isn’t it Kyle,” Garry teased his slave.

“Yes…Master,” Kyle munched as he sighed.

After dinner, Garry and William were takeing tea and sat down by the lounge.

On the lounge floor, Kyle was on top of Michelle’s naked body, fucking her pussy and sucking on her right nipple.

“Your slave is one lady fucker,” Garry laughed.

“You can say that again,” Garry nodded but serious.

Tonight they were going to enjoy watching Kyle fuck his own lady, with Garry having the satisfaction of knowing that Kyle was aware that when he fucks his own lady, he was not just humiliating himself in front of others but he was also taking in some natural sperm that his own lady took in before. Last time it was dogs. This time it was pigs.

The Next Evening
8PM.April was dressed as streetwalker standing straight in what looked like a very dodgy street with some alleys nearby. Cars passed by. She wore high heels; wore red make up, had fishnet stockings and sexy lacy lingerie, had a push up bra, had a red mini skirt, had short red top. A small leather jacket and bets of all no panty. Her pubic hair was also shaved off and so she felt cool air coming between her legs. Not that her masters cared at all. She also carried a small handbag on her shoulder. The skinny kid from the Raging Rodents was pimping her out like some kind of whore. “Given your looks and body and the way you are dressed you are going to be getting many customers. Trust me. Men drive around these parts to buy and pay for sex,” the skinny kid laughed. This was a dreadful feeling. She was turned into their permisteral street walker. She felt scared, remembering hearing stories about clients beating up prostitutes they slept with. Her heart suck as a run-down car stopped by the pavement where she and the skinny kid stood. The car window rolled down. “How much?” asked the driver. He was a tall and muscular black guy. The skinny kid looked at her angrily and she then turned to the guy inside the car, mustering up a fake Russian accent, “I charge about one hundred dollars an hour. Per customer.” “Get in,” the black guy ordered her. She looked from the skinny kid and then back to the driver. She opened the passenger seat’s door, got inside and closed the door. The driver drove off.

THE BLACK GUY’S APARTMENT FLAT
8:45PM. “So you charge a hundred dollars an hour eh,” the black guy asked her as they both stood next to his bed. She nodded her head. “Where are you from?” he asked. “I…I am a Russian prostitute sir,” April looked down in defeat. “Oh you’re Russian eh. Many of your women always end up becoming prostitutes,” the black guy started laughing. He was two heads taller than she was and bulkier built too. And then there was a knock on the door. “Stay here,” he ordered her. They were inside the bedroom and he walked towards the corridor where the front door was. “Ah you guys made it. Come follow me back to the bedroom,” her client speaking to his visitors. April’s night was only starting. She saw three other men coming. All tall and muscular black guys. All wearing white singlet. “She charges a hundred an hour per permister,” her client told the other three. “So we’ll each take an hour with her,” one if the guys said. “She looks just like that white bitch who got me sent to jail, accusing me of **** and cuckolds brownie like that,” said another guy. April’s heart sank. One of them was someone recently released from primister. “And I am tired of fuckin Blondes. A nice white pussy with dark hair will do,” said the third. “So who goes first,” her client talking with the other three.

9PM. The bedroom door was closed. It was the guy who got sent to jail. Same one who said that she resemred that ‘white bitch’ who accused him of ****. He was so tall and his arms looked like they could ******* two people. “Ok bitch take off all your clothes,” he commanded her. April responded meekly, “Yes sir.” April slowly stripped off her clothes, afraid of what was about to happen next. She was finally completely naked. “You act like you never done this cuckolds brownie before,” the guy chuckled. “No sir. My…my first time,” she mustered up her accent. “Now go lie down on the bed,” he ordered her. She climbed on top of the bed. She was already seeing someone and he had no idea what she was doing. The guy then pulled the drawers open and tied her ankles and wrists to all four bed posts so that she would be spread eagled. He then covered her mouth. Now she could only sexually moan like some **** victim and not scream loud enough for the neighbours to hear. ”There,” the guy said. He started taking off his clothes and she could see that he had a really large cock. Big enough to damage her entire pussy, ass and mouth. He climbed on top of the bed. He grabbed her by the jaw and said to her, “You East Europeans hate black people don’t you,” purposely making her feel like cuckolds brownie. She shook her head in fear. She was afraid that he was going to bash her up at that very moment. “Always callin us niggas behind our backs huh. Fucking white racist bitch,” he let go of her jaw. He then properly went above her. He looked at her menacingly and then said,” But don’t worry. Once you go black you don’t come back,” he smiled. With one thrust his massive cock penetrated her little shaven pussy. She made a screaming-like sound and movement but the cloth on her mouth prevented her from really screaming to the top of her lungs. His hands groped her breasts, squeezing them only to the extent as how a young would hold tissue paper. She shook her head left and right, tears flowing down her cheeks. His cock was breaking her cunt and spreading it really wide. He continued fucking her pussy until he pulled his massive cock out, leaving his cum stains visible on her cunt. He then untied her ankles and pushed her legs high in the air, towards her upper body. He held on to her legs as started fucking her ass. His cock was breaking her little ass. She shook her head once more frantically as his cock filled up her entire lower body above her legs. Tears were coming down in multitude from this physical pain while the guy fucking her was just smiling at her, enjoying putting her in this ordeal, repeating himself, “Once you go black you don’t go back.”

12PM. The guy who first picked up April from the street corner earlier that evening was the last to go. She had her second customer coming to her by 10PM. Her third by 11PM. She was now tied up spread eagled but this time she was not facing the ceiling. She was facing the bed. Her mouth was covered. She couldn’t live with herself. This was her first night in powerd prostitution. She did this because she under the power of magical mind control. By three boys in a youth gang called Raging Rodents. The guy came on top of her and thrust his cock into her already opened-up asshole. Even her jaw ached from them making her give them a blowjob. Their cocks were so large that it broke all three holes of hers. her ass as now very wide open. Her pussy was now really red and as big as a rabbit’s hole. Her jaw ached as their cocks filled up her entire little head. They not only made her suck them but also fucked her head at the same time. Her fourth guy started fucking her ass. “Man they were right about you. You got such a nice piece of ass,” the guy continuing to hammer her ass.

1:30AM. The black guy who picked April up dropped her at the same spot he picked her up from. The skinny guy was leaning his back towards a wall. He came after her and patted her on the back, “I came back here every hour. Guess you did a lot of men huh,” he smiled. She nodded like some victim. Her eyes looked round and blackened on all sides of her eyes. She didn’t want to speak. “So show me the money you earned,” he moved his fingers in a ‘gimme’ way. She took four $100 notes from her bag and handed it to him. He took it. “Man you sure earned a lot. Now me and the guys can buy a PS Three with this. And some games too,” he chuckled. She looked at him, frightened. “Sir could I go home and take shower. It has been a long night,” she pleaded with him. “Oh yes. We still let you go to work tomorrow to earn some more money and you are going to need some relax too. Don’t worry I’ll walk you back. I think I am going to spend the night at your place,” he kissed her on the cheeks as if he was her favourite working girl. They walked alone together all the way to where she lived.

APRIL’S PLACE
3AM. The skinny kid was fucking April on her cunt, kissing her neck and fondling with her boobs. She just stared at the ceiling like as if allowing herself to be fucked and not caring about it. . She should have listened to that fat red- haired kid. If she did none of this would have happened. He warned her, “Don’t mess with them ma’am. They are the Raging Rodents.”

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Greek Girl’s Fun



Anita Christadolou was an attractive woman of Athens. She had nice olive complexion with dark brown hair and jadey green eyes to go with it, not to mention a sexy and nice body, standing over 6 foot 4, which is not common for mainland Greeks, but common for Greeks from Crete or Macedonia.

As for what she does for a living, is tourism. Only twenty six, her years of having been a student in the University of Bristol paid of. Having mastered perfect English and International Business, she knew that one of the few highly paid jobs in Greece. Greece had no real industry and so relied on its archaeological past, to get its economy through.

As Summer was over, and having done some tourism jobs, she still had other tourism-related jobs and she was also a writer of Greek history and archaeology. But one fine day, while she was sitting and sipping in her favourite café, all by herself, a woman came and sat on the table opposite to hers.

The woman was a tourist, and did not speak with a Greek accent. The woman was only 6 foot tall and had typically Scandinavian features. She was the same age as Anita and Anita recognized her straight away.

The woman who sat opposite her, was and had been a university student in University of Bristol. Her name was Karen McDonald, a Scottish student, who her boyfriend (also Greek) left her for. It was true what they said: Greek men love Blondes. The day her boyfriend called her up, to tell her about the break-up, the day she nearly committed suicide.

But many months had passed, since that period of the break up. But it served her boyfriend right, for his new Blonde girlfriend left him, for another man, because he was much richer.

Anita watched Karen, as Karen had ordered her take and later, she saw another woman join Karen. She looked a lot like Karen, but much older. It was Karen’s mom. They both had a snotty accent on them. The mom must have been in her early forties, but still looked very young and attractive. She and Karen both had nice sexy bodies, and it boiled Anita’s red, seeing her own country men looking and eyeing at the two Blonde women.

But then Anita had an idea. Working for the tourist industry, she could easily start a conversation with them. As for how to get her revenge, she already perfectly had a good idea.

Anita walked over to Karen’s table and smiled. “Hello there. I’m Anita Christadolou and I work for the tourism industry over here”. Karen and her mom, at first, gave her a cold look. But then they started smiling. “May I sit down. I won’t take much of your time”.

Anita even offered to buy them takes and Greek food to eat. Karen and her mom greedily accepted. It was obvious that they were pretty well off. They both had beautiful faces, but looked snobby and proud.

Anita started telling them if they were in a tour themselves. Karen and her mom said they weren’t but were interested to visit more of the Greek isles. The mom even joked about finding a nice handsome Greek men to marry or even a rich one, like Onassis. Karen and her mom joked about that, even forgetting that Anita (who kindly paid for their takes) was there, since they joked about how any Greek women could compare themselves to two attractive British women.

Anita changed the subject. She started hooking them up on beauty treatments and about looks, keeping the body fit most of the time and about staying young and looking healthy. Although Karen and Mrs McDonald look perfectly attractive, they seemed greedy enough to want to get MORE of it.

Anita smiled. “Why don’t you ladies come over to my place tonight. I could give you some very good treatments. Courtesy of you ladies visiting my country”. Karen smiled, saying, “Isn’t that nice”. Karen’s smile looked faked. Anita was already aware that Karen wouldn’t remember some Greek girl like Anita, since she probably was the type that broke many women’s hearts, and then dumping their boyfriends, after having used them. But tonight, she was going to get hers.

* * *

Anita had picked Karen and Mrs McDonald up, from their Hotel. She took them out for dinner, in some posh Greek restaurant and then, took them to her Flat, which was nice by Greek standards.

“You have a nice place”, complimented Mrs McDonald. Anita’s flat’s living room was full of nice statues and vases. It looked neat. “Why don’t you two have a seat”, pointing towards the sofa, which the two Blonde ladies helped themselves to.

“What would you like to take?”, offered Anita. Both women asked for wine. Anita went to the kitchen and offered them a wine glass each. While the women were takeing, Anita was telling them other techniques, on keeping one’s body fit and still young, and even other methods of seducing men.

Every time she tells them something, they seem happily accepting it. Anita met such women in Britain before: all take and no give. But Anita still had to stop her emotional from getting to her. Just by looking at Karen’s face, she still felt hurt deep down. This was the Blonde slut who stole her boyfriend from her. Anita wanted to see Karen suffer and even DIE. But no, she had to control all of that. After all, there was a famous Greek saying: “Beware of Greeks who bear gifts” ie from Troy.

Anita then said that before she gets them prepared for massages and putting Greek oil on their bodies and faces, she had to magictize them. The two women looked blank but then nodded, agreeing. Anita smiled “Good.” Unknown to the two women, she had spiked their take, making them more receptive to suggestions. This was the first step, of weakening the mind.

Anita told them that she was going to magictize them, to make them feel less pain, which the two women smiled at. This was much better than getting facial treatments from specialists and still have to bear pain, just to stay attractive (No Pain No Gain).

She took out a pendulum and then started moving it around and around. “Now you two have to follow my instructions, ok”, said Anita. Karen and her attractive mom just nodded and looked.

“You eyes are getting relaxier and relaxier. At the count of ten, you will close your eyes and your subconscious mind, shall be open to my suggestions”, said the magictizing Anita. Karen and Mrs McDonald did look kinda relaxier. “one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten”, counted Anita.

Karen and her mom closed their eyes. They did look and sound as if they were just simply arelax but more like in a trance.

“You two are now inside a Greek arena, all by yourselves and you look on top of you”, continued Anita. Their bodies looked still. Inside their minds, Karen and her mom stood side by side and were all alone inside some Greek Arena, probably resembling one of those old tourist areas, in some desolate spot.

“You see the full moon above you and it is night”, said Anita. It was night all of a sudden and Karen and her mom could see the full moon, shining bright and strong.

“Your minds are completely blank and your memories are just like the datas of the very computers you two use”, said Anita. The full moon inside their heads was looking like a source of light, as Anita deprogrammed a part of their mind cells, within their brain.

“The full moon is the Goddess Diana and she looks very angry at you two. You two are scared. You two now know that the Greek Gods are real and not legends”, said the snickering Anita. In Karen’s and Mrs McDonald’s head, they see the moon having the face of an angry Greek woman and somehow, it looks like ANITA.

“I am very angry with you two”, barked the evil, sinister sounding Greek goddess. Karen and her mom are paralyzed with fear and can’t even talk. They are helpless. They don’t know what to do.

Anita watches the fear in the faces of the two women. They look as if they are having nightmares. Anita tells them, “Diana tells you that when you wake up, you will obey and be obedient to the first permister you see. You will obey her with your souls and from now on, live only to obey her commands, for she is your new mistress now. If you disobey her, you shall burn in Hell”.

Inside their heads, Diana’s angry face tells them the same thing Anita is telling them on their subconscious minds. Diana’s face turns red red and looks really frightening. Fire was all around them.

Suddenly, Karen and Mrs McDonald woke up. They were sweating. They both screamed at the same time, “Nooooo”.

“How was it?”, asked Anita, trying to look innocent. Anita even asked them what they say. Karen and Mrs McDonald were scared but knew that they didn’t want to face the wrath of a goddess, whom they literally now believe to exist.

Karen spoke for her and her mom, “We saw the Moon Goddess and now know that our lives are not our own.” Anita then asked, “Why is that?” Karen’s mom spoke for the two of them, “I have to speak for myself and my flower. We haven’t really been good people. And now we are being punished and must make attonements for it.” The bitch’s bitch lady confesses the truth.

“Anita. My flower and I must follow you. We live only to serve you now. Our past interests are no longer allowed”, the bowed lady said. Karen bowed her head too.

Anita smiles wickedly, “Excellent”.

Karen and her mom were still sat on Anita’s living room’s sofa. She smiled at them, “So you two bitches must do what I say huh”. Karen and her mom nodded her Blonde heads. Anita dreamt of doing such things, for a long time.

Anita started asking them question, as in who knew they were in Athens, were they married with youngren and if they were well off. Mrs McDonald divorced from her last husband and was given a large sum of money, from the divorce papers. She lived all by herself in some large house, in London. Karen lived with her.

Anita smiled. She planned on having her and her flower give up all their property and signed their property, to Anita’s name, until they were bankrupt. Karen was a model. Anita planned on making Karen, give up her job too and give all her money to Anita.

“Now you two Blonde bitches get up and take off your clothes”, ordered Anita. Karen and Mrs McDonald started stripping off their expensive clothes off. Their clothes lied on the floor and the two women were completely naked. Their asses weren’t as big as Anita’s, but their breasts were.

“I want you two to start kissing each other, fondling each other, like the lesbians that you are”, commanded Anita. Both Blondes answered unanimously, “Yes, mistress Anita”. At the word “mistress”, Anita gave a cruel Greek chuckle. Karen and her mom were about the same height and now, their arms were hugging each other and their lips were locked on to each other. They were performing ******, giving each other deep deep French kissing.

“You will never have sex with men again”, laughed the cruel Brunette. The two women didn’t want to do this or give up men. But if they disobey Anita, the Goddess Diana would punish them and send them straight to Hell.

Their breasts and cunts were clashing with each other. After they acted like porn stars, Anita told them to STOP. They obeyed. Both women were not as tall as Anita, and that gave Anita a more superior look to them. Anita first stood in front of Karen, smiling wickedly at her. She was twitching both of Karen’s nipples and Karen just stood there helpless. She made some screaming sounds but sadly for either Scottish Blondes, Anita was the only permister’ whose flat was the only one being occupied in the entire building.

Karen screamed and closed her eyes, shaking head left and right. She wanted to be free. Mrs McDonald wanted to look at her flower but couldn’t. She wanted to beg Anita to stop, but couldn’t. Anita then stopped twitching at the poor woman’s nipples. Karen’s face now had a sign of relief.

Anita then walked over to Mrs McDonald and then said, “Your flower has nice British nipples. I was testing them, to see if they were soft or rubbery. We Greek women have stoney nipples. You North European women, on the other hand, do not.”

Anita then twitched Mrs McDonald’s nipples. It was Mrs McDonald’s turn now, to close her eyes and be in some sexual torment. Her eyes closed and head shook right to left, then left to right. Tears went down her closed eyes. Karen was now hearing the same screams, that she had made just now, but only this time, it was coming from her mom’s mouth. Anita stopped twitching Mrs McDonald’s nipples.

Anita then told the two shorter Blonde Scottish women, “Kneel before your Goddess”. They went down on their knees, looking like obedient and terrified Blonde slaves. Anita looked at there nice Golden Blonde hair: the prize of every Greek men. Anita started fondling Karen’s and Mrs McDonald’s Blonde hairs. Karen had a Blonde pony tail while her mom just kept it long.

“You both have nice hairs. Pity, if I decide to cut them off”, fondling and teasing Anita. Karen and Mrs McDonald had the look of fear in their eyes. They shook their heads, eyes pleading for Anita not to cut off their own hair. No woman would want her hair cut off.

Anita then told the two, “I want you two, to follow me to my bedroom”. Before they were about to stand up, she barked, “Crawl on all fours. Slaves do not have the right to walk, unless said so”. “Yes mistress”, the Blondes unimisterly said.

While Anita walked to her bedroom, Karen and Mrs McDonald crawled behind her. They followed her all the way to her bedroom. Anita lied on the bed, naked. “Now come up here and service me”, ordered Anita.

Karen and her mom climbed on top of the bed, lapping their tongues away, licing every inch of Anita’s body. They were showing how they appreciated Anita’s Greek Goddess body. “I want you two to suck on my nipples”, ordered Anita.

The lady and flower were lying on Anita’s sides and their mouths were suckling very hard, on Anita’s nipples. Their mouths worked like PUMPs. Anita enjoyed her nipples, feeling their sucking and salivas staining it.

“Stop”, ordered Anita. Karen and her mom stopped and looked at their mistress. Anita got up. She looked at the mom and said, “I want you to lie down but your feet faces the bed head”. The mom lied down, but from an opposite angle from how Anita lied

“I want you to raise your knees, so I can lie my back to it”, ordered Anita. The mom’s legs were not lying flat now, but raised up. Her feet now touched the surface of the bed. Anita rested her back towards the mom’s upper calfs. Her ass was now facing Karen’s mom’s face. “I want you to lick my asshole”, ordered Anita. Karen’s mom’s tongue was now working and licking away, at Anita’s asshole.

Anita loved having a Northern European woman doing something degrading as ass licking, licking at Anita’s fine Greek ass. As for Karen, she had to bury her face and lick at Anita’s clitoris. Karen never performed this type of sex, on anybody and let alone, a woman.

Anita enjoyed her cunt and anal, getting treated both at the same time by both tongues. Earlier, it was these two women who were supposed to get treatments from Anita. Doesn’t look like it, does it.

After three hours of TONGUE LAPPING, their moths and jaws went sore. Anita nicely made them stop in time too. Karen’s mouth was full of Anita’s Greek cum. Karen’s mom’s mouth smelled like it tasted cuckolds brownie.

Anita decided that she needed a shower. Her two slaves followed her and cleaned up her body. She made them clean every inch and they always responded, “Yes Mistress, we shall do as you command”. After they all finished taking shower and her obedient slaves, drying her wet body (and their) with a towel, Anita got dressed but the two women were still ordered to be naked and remain in the toilet.

When Anita came back, she had a pussy shaver with her. “Now you bitches lie on your backs’, ordered Anita. Karen and her mom lied on the cold marble floor. Anita turned the shaver on and she started taking turns shaving off their Blonde pubic hair.

But that wasn’t all. As she noticed hot both women were Blondes, they had the advantage in society. Anita had COLOR HAIR DYE. She was not going to be cruel and cut their hair off. She was going to DYE them

After Anita was done with her work, Karen and her mom were no longer Blondes. Karen now had purple hair and her mom had green hair. The only thing Blonde about them, were their thin eye brows, in contrast to Anita’s thick dark brown eyebrows.

Later, Anita was eating food on the table. Karen and her mom were eating food droppings, off Anita’s plate, which fell on her sexy Olive Mediterranean feet. Karen lapped her tongue away on the food crumbs, from the right foot and her mom, on the left. Their tongues were tickling Anita’s feet, from under table.

After eating her late supper (typical among Southern Europeans), Anita had the urge to go to the toilet. She rushed for her toilet door and started using her toilet bowel. She was cuckolds brownieting and peeing both at the same time. “Ahhh”, it felt nice, Anita thought.

As Anita was about to get the hold for the nearest toilet roll, she just had a nasty idea up her sleeve. “Slaves, come here at once”, screamed Anita. Karen and her mom crawled to the toilet and they just looked funny crawling.

Karen and her mom still had enough permisterality left in them, to dread knowing the horror this Greek woman was about to put them through. They had fears in their eyes. Anita could see it and she was smiling at that.

Anita got up and as there was still pee inside her cunt, smelling like piss, and her ass, not yet cleaned after cuckolds brownieting, the lady and flower were about to made to perform their most disgusting act yet.

“Mrs McDonald, I want you to use that tongue of yours to clean the pee still inside my clit.”, ordered Anita. The crawling lady said humbly, “Yes Mistress Anita”. The mom rushed and buried her face towards Anita’s clit, lapping her tongue away, tasting the flavour of the piss, and her tongue as an organic tissue.

Anita then looked at the frightened Karen. “Karen, I want you to use your tongue and clean all the cuckolds brownie inside my asshole”, ordered the wicked Anita. The crawling Karen said, “Yes, mistress Anita.” Karen crawled behind Anita’s ass and started lapping her tongue away and burying her face away, inside something that smelled really terrible and tasted really horrible.

Anita was enjoying their tongues cleaning the dirt off their bodies. Karen’s tongue and mouth was being filled with cuckolds brownie pieces and she had to smell the cuckolds brownie inside. Anita finally got her revenge. Her rival and boyfriend stealer, was now a human toilet roll.

Life was good indeed

It had been a month since Anita had acquired the two British Blondes, as her permisteral slaves, through magicsis. She had fooled them with holy water and a promise to make them look fitter and younger, when in reality, she planned to put them under Mind Control.

She had them sign all their property to her. Karen had to quit her job as a model for the British London Model Agency. Karen’s mom’s and Karen’s bank accounts were all signed over to Anita, as sole owner. Their house in London had been sold off to a very wealthy playboy industrialist, who had turned it, to a multi-millionaire whorehouse industry.

As for Karen and Mrs McDonald (Karen’s look-alike lady), they no longer lived in England. They now live the rest of their lives, in Athens, capital of Greece. To earn more money for herself, Anita had met up with some rich Greeks that she knew and many paid to have sex with a green haired or purple haired woman. All the money went straight to Anita’s bank account and Karen and Mrs McDonald were nothing more now, than her pet slaves.

With the money she earned from whoring the two ex-Blonde Scottish women, she bought herself a house. It was a nice house, that faced the Mediterranean Sea and had many coastal lines and beach areas too.

But inside the mansion, Anita lived like a wealthy spoiled eccentric woman. She now had two maids. Both were dressed, like French maids. One maid had Green hair and the other maid, had Purple hair. Both women were ordered to learn and speak Greek, a language they once made fun of and looked down on. Now, they were speaking like Greek speaking foreigners (Xenos).

Anita asked Mrs McDonald, in Greek, to get her a cup of tea. The former proud Scottish woman, nodded her head in obedience and went straight away to get the tea. As for Karen, she was giving Anita foot massages, while her foot was rested on a footstool.

Karen’s new name now was Athena, Greek Goddess of Wisdom, although there seemed nothing wise, about her cleaning some one else’s feet and acting as someone else’s maid. Her mom’s name now was Hera, Greek Goddess of Hate and Vengeance.

After Hera and Athena served this Greek Goddess, she had a nap in her own armed chair, while Hera and Athena made her feel, as comfortable as possible, by sucking on her dirty toes. Anita enjoyed that, their tongues lapping and inhaling the scent and breath, of her Greek odour.

But after an hour, Anita woke up and her two pet-maid-slaves were still sucking on her toes. She looked down on them and smiled. She said to them and to herself, “My two prized bitches. You just want to make your mistress feel more comfortable, don’t you”. They didn’t listen and just kept on sucking away.

Apart from sucking and licking at her dirty feet, she made them wash her clothes and boy, they had way too many clothes to wash up. She also made them cook, since they now knew how to cook Greek food. Permisterally, both women hated the smell of the food they were cooking but then had to put up with its’ strong odour.

Whenever Anita walked in on them, she could see the disgust and weakened faces of her Scottish maids. “Nice smell, isn’t it”, chuckled Anita. Mrs McDonald was powerd to smell and put up with the strong smell and yet, not die from it or faint. “Why don’t you smell what you are stirring, Hera”, suggested cruelly by Anita. “Yes mistress, I shall do that now”, answered and obeyed Hera now. Hera used the spoon to stir it and take a spoonful of it and lift the spoon higher and smell the stench she is cooking. “Hhmmm, lovely, isn’t it”, said Anita. Anita then said, “I want you to taste what you are smelling, slave”. Hera closed her eyes and then took it in her mouth. “Open your redy British eyes”, roared Anita. Anita felt insulted that this woman hated some Greek food.

Mrs McDonald opened her eyes again and had to be aware of what she is taking in, in her mouth. She swallowed it, while it was still hot, and gulped it in her throat. She then wanted to cough but her mistresss said, “You better not cough that out. This is what we Greeks have to feed and eat on. I just can’t believe you people. We don’t eat junk like McDonalds”.

After hearing the name “McDonald”, it was now Karen and her mom who felt LOW and SHITTY. Anita also realized that that was their surname, but she meant the fast food joint. She then had a cruel look on her face and then laughed. She said, “Oh yes I forgot. That is your surname, isn’t it, named after some junk food corporation that is sending more and more kids in Britain to their early graves.”

Anita laughed. She then said, “You people conquer Cyprus from us, and this is how God pays you back.” Hera and Athena had to put up with all this use and hard language, from the very woman they despised. They really wished they could break free, and strangle her throat. She made them give up, not only their property and bank accounts and possessions, but also their freedom, their enjoyment of having sex with whom they wanted to do it with (not some fat ugly rich bastards, who were too rough and stunk too much).

Anita left them and they went back to cooking. Athena/Karen wished she could even say “Hi” to her mom and ask her, how she is coping with all this use and degrading things she is asked and made to do. Mrs McDonald felt likewise. Sometimes, Mrs McDonald had dreams, where she and Karen finally had their free wills again and ran away from their abusive Greek mistress. But it was always the same. The moon would chase after them and there, they would see the angry face of Diana, who was also their current Earthly Goddess, Anita the Tour Host.

After serving Anita dinner and late supper, Anita then told her two slaves, “This Friday night, I am going to have a party. It is going to be all women. Many of these women are good friends of mine.”

Anita then said, “You two are lucky that I dyed your hair colours, so that you are no longer Blondes. All these women had their husbands left them or their boyfriends stolen from them.”

Karen/Athena and Mrs McDonald/Hera had real fear in their eyes now. They were facing a mob of angry women, and this coming Friday night. Anita continued, “Women from America, or Russia, or the Ukraine, or Sweden or Finland, or Norway, or Iceland or Denmark”. Anita laughed evilly.

Anita then told them how many Greek women dreamed of dominating over Northern European women (British included), American women and Russian women. Anita went into detail, how all those attractive Blonde women would be used as human toilets, have their nipples be pierced with rings or even have their asses bitten at.

The very words and thoughts of what Anita was thinking, scared the living hell out of the two slave women. Anita then laughed. But this time, her laughter was far more haunting, like that of a sick crazy woman. Must be all those years of Blondes getting all the attention.
* * *

Friday Night

The party took place, inside the mansion. There were food on the table and takes, lot of takes, for the women attending the parties. All of them were Greek women, looking olive and Mediterranean and many were much taller than the green haired maid and the purple haired maid.

They served takes and food all night. They were getting tired, doing this. The women were attractive and sexy, and some even look like those Bollywood actresses. But when it came to “talking to the maids”, they were ruthless and aggressive and even asked them if they were really Greeks or some inferior Xeno (foreigners) from Albania or Eastern Europe. But when Karen or her mom answered “Britain”, the Greek women would laugh. They never saw British women as capable of doing menial jobs or let alone learning to speak Greek and work as cheap maids, while the United Kingdom was the highest wage paying country on Earth.

But when the clock reached 11 o’ clock, Anita ordered her two maids to follow her to the toilet, as she had a major plan for them NOW and she had special entertainment for her Greek guests.

Once in the toilet, Anita really was being cruel. To the horrors of her two British slaves, she was taking off their HAIR DYE COLORING, returning their hairs back to their original color: Blonde.

After making them Blonde again, they were then asked to dress up in sexy lacy lingerie. They were really dreading what Anita was about to put them through. Anita put dog leashes on their necks and led them, by holding the leashes. She led them back to where the party was and to their horror, all the Greek women were staring at them, with anger and bitterness in their looks. Some of the Greek women spat at them, in anger and disgust.

Anita announced to her guests, “Tonight, we are going to have entertainment”. The women still booed and some even complained, “Thought we were getting male Greek strippers”. Anita said, “Not tonight. Tonight, we shall have a much better time.”

Karen and Mrs McDonald were now on that part of the mansion living room, where there were no furniture. “Stay on all fours”, ordered Anita. The flower and lady faced each other, like two bitches facing each other, as if placed by their owners like that.

Later, Anita and some of her friends returned to where the two ladies were made to stay and Karen and Mrs McDonald could hear two dogs barking. Both the dogs Anita had brought over to them, were German Shepherds.

“These are trained dogs, my friends. After all those years of losing all your husbands and misters and boyfriends, to these Blonde Nordic Whores, now we shall let go of our kept angers.”, announced Anita.

Each German Shepherd was placed behind each Blonde. The dogs were trained for having sex with human primisterers, as those two dogs were brought over by a guest, who was a primister warden, since Greece has one of the highest human rights uses in Europe.

Each dog was excited and started inserting its cock, inside each woman. Karen and Mrs McDonald looked really petrified and felt pained, as the dogs were not just fucking their Scottish asses roughly but also that natural sperms were flooding their anal sides.

The women stood all around and many were smoking. Some of the cigarette smokes went to Karen’s face and to her mom’s face. They couldn’t cough but their bodies were hurting them, because they were no longer capable of coughing anything wrong thrown against them.

The Greek women looked and started getting more excited. They started cheering and saying “Opa. Opa. Fuck these Blonde bitches. You steal Greek men and Greek dogs will teach you a lesmister, stay up north”. Karen and her mom were getting more ass fucked, by the speed and excitement of these evil dogs. The dogs just smiled on their faces, getting used to having sex with male and female primisterers of war.

Afterwards, the dogs stopped fucking them and even then, they couldn’t lose consciousness, because they were not allowed to. They still yelped though. The Greek women never had such a great time before. Karen and her mom could now no longer bear to even face each other.

In the background, Anita was making fun of them and saying to her guests, “What did I tell you. Tonight you were all going to have a good time. And now, you can see for yourself. In fact, tonight I am having an auction.”

Karen and her mom were now scared. After the hell Mistress Anita put them through, she was now planning to sell them off.
* * *

Karen stood on top of the table. The envious Greek women were bidding on her naked body. The final bid was $1,000,000,000, from some politician’s wife. Karen knew that her life was going to get worse and worse. As for Mrs McDonald, she couldn’t bear it anymore. Her own flash and red, auctioned off, to some evil woman.

She asked herself, “Why did this have to happen to us? What has my flower done wrong?”

As far Anita was concerned, “Revenge is finally fulfilled”

THE END

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Abom­inable Dr. Michaels


Dr. Michaels, a man of mixed her­itage, hand­some and au­thor­i­ta­tive, was run­ning a spe­cial, one of those late night el cheapo cable com­mer­cials for cigarette smok­ing ces­sa­tion, re­la­tion­ship prob­lems, etc.

Matt had just found out that what would have been the love of his life was will­ing to get back to­geth­er with him, but he had not asked her in time. Three dif­fer­ent oc­ca­sions they had met as ‘friends” since the minor in­ci­dent that caused them to back off from each other oc­curred. She had for­giv­en him and he wasn’t even aware. Now he was dev­as­tat­ed, a shell of his for­mer con­fi­dent, suc­cess­ful self. His life, his dreams, the house he had planned to share with her was all for noth­ing, so he thought. His mind drift­ed from fan­ta­siz­ing about her 3-5 times a day, drain­ing him, to thoughts of self-de­struc­tion.

It had be­come more than he could bear when he saw the in­fomer­cial. He had tried to meet other women, but they were not Laura. Even dat­ing and sex with some­one else was not the same. He was bad off and had to make a change or self-de­struct. That’s when Matt vis­it­ed Dr. Michaels.

THE FIRST VISIT
“Come in Matt” said Dr. Michaels. “Have a seat over here, and tell me again what we dis­cussed on the phone.” he said. Matt gave him the whole story, of a sum­mer ro­mance that went into win­ter, and how all would have been well had it not been for that one or two bad days they had. Now he knew she would have for­giv­en him and all would be fine, had she not been so dis­traught as to get into a scene where she had more to lose than gain, but hey, the other guy gave her a ring. The Dr. was thought­ful.

“So you want to for­get this whole thing ever hap­pened, and clear you mind and soul, be at peace.” Asked the Dr. “Yes, that’s about it”. Said Matt. “That’s pret­ty tough, but it can be done. It will re­quire re­gres­sion ther­a­py, and mem­o­ry re­place­ment, you’ll need a few ses­sions but I think it can be done quick­ly. Say, what’s so spe­cial about this gal that you can’t get over her?” he said. Matt pulled out a photo of the brown haired blue-eyed beau­ty, a dop­pel­ganger for Sela Ward. The Dr. al­most lost his com­po­sure. He HAD to have her, after all that Matt had ex­plained. He calm­ly gave the pic­ture back to Matt.

“Would you like to get start­ed?” the Dr. asked. “Sure,” said Matt. They began. “Matt”, I want you to sit with your legs straight, and arms re­laxed. Let your en­er­gy flow from your fin­ger­tips and toes. Relax the top of your head, now com­plete­ly relax. Now relax your neck mus­cles, you shoul­der, your upper back. Breathe in re­lax­ation and ex­hale ten­sion and stress. Com­plete­ly relax you upper torso, your chest, you ab­domen. Allow the feel­ing of re­lax­ation to trav­el to your arms, upper and lower, to your hands, and to your fin­ger­tips. Relax.” Matt was going under. His high­ly stressed state made him very sug­gestible. “Relax, now and let the feel­ing of re­lax­ation trav­el down your waist, to your gen­i­tals, and to your thighs. Let it trav­el down your legs to your feet and to your toes.

On the count of five you’ll be deep, deep arelax.” Matt was under. Now the Dr. had some ques­tions. “This woman, Laura, you’re pin­ing over, has she got­ten mar­ried yet?” asked the Dr. “No, just en­gaged and with doubts.” said Matt. “Hmmm. sounds like they need pre-mar­riage coun­sel­ing with a free week­end va­ca­tion vouch­er to get them in the door.” said the Dr. He began tak­ing notes. “Matt” can you re­mem­ber her ad­dress? I’ll need that from you.” e said slyly. Matt gave him the ad­dress, cell num­ber, phone num­bers and where she worked. The Dr. had a plan to visit were she worked, plant sug­ges­tions about his ser­vices, then send a mail­er, and get them in for a “con­sul­ta­tion.”

Matt re­vealed the fiancée was try­ing to quit smok­ing. The Dr. would use that as an ex­cuse as well. Now off to han­dle Matt. He would get him over her, and into the kid of woman that would make the for­mer girl­friend lose all in­ter­est in him. “Matt, de­scribe you ideal woman for me, phys­i­cal­ly” , said the Dr.

Then Matt de­scribed a tall thin brunette, with bright eyes, long legs, and a sul­try voice. “Very good Matt. I want you to tell me specif­i­cal­ly what gets you aroused about a woman, and what runs through your mind at the mo­ment of or­gasm” said the Dr. “Right be­fore I cum, I imag­ine the woman on a pedestal, look­ing up at her beau­ty and I think about how much I love her and want to please her sex­u­al­ly. Get­ting her off makes me happy, and re­in­powers my sex­u­al prowess.” said Matt. “Wow, what a hope­less ro­man­tic” thought the Dr. “How do you feel about blon­des?” asked the Dr. “Never trust­ed them, they are the op­po­site of what I see my­self with long term.” said Matt.

“Hmmm. Now Matt, when­ev­er you see a blonde, but not just any blonde, you will have the image in your head that makes you cum. She will have to be short, heavy-set, smoke, and have a whiny voice. You’ll cruise the thrift shops and Laun­dro­mats of the lower in­come neigh­bor­hoods, until you find your white trash god­dess. Are you a breast man by chance?” asked the Dr. “Yes,” said Matt. “Is it be­cause the bosom makes you feel se­cure and safe?” asked the doc­tor? “Yes” said Matt. “Well now, you will find only the feet of the white trash god­dess can make you feel that same sen­sa­tion. You will find your­self going to the in­ter­net to look at the foot web sites, and de­vel­op an ever in­creas­ing foot fetish to the point where it takes the feet to get you off. The loud whiny voice of your heavy-set new woman as you try to make love to her feet, will put you in a state of bliss, even if she protests and thinks you are a per­vert. It will only arouse you more. You’ll never hes­i­tate to want to grov­el at and lick her pudgy lit­tle feet clean.” Said the Dr. “Tall thin Brunettes bore you, com­plete­ly leave you un­ex­cit­ed. You could not get it up with one if you want­ed. You find them to be dull and un­ex­cit­ing.” He told Matt.

Matt had a whole new set of pa­ram­e­ters as to his taste in women but the Dr. still need­ed to make sure that the ex would not have a chance with him. “Matt, he said.” Last sum­mer you worked hard­er at your job than you have ever worked. You were too busy to date but did not mind. You had a lone, but pro­duc­tive sum­mer. When you re­mem­ber that sum­mer you have no rec­ol­lec­tion of dat­ing. You can­not under any cir­cum­stances be made to re­mem­ber or want to re­mem­ber any­thing but a sum­mer alone, happy and pro­duc­tive.

If you ever meet any­one who claims to have been with you that sum­mer, they are ob­vi­ous­ly hal­lu­ci­nat­ing. You had a great cross-coun­try drive, went to the Grand Canyon, and worked the rest of the time. Any time you meet a tall thin brunette, you can smell rot­ten eggs com­ing off of her, and if you ever meet any­one named “Laura” you will im­me­di­ate­ly feel cold and in­dif­fer­ent. You need to flash back to any­one you ever met named Laura now with me Matt, and each face you see will ir­re­versibly erase, and be re­placed by a blank” Sat­is­fied that Matt would not even re­mem­ber the girl, and would go for a dif­fer­ent type, he was ready to wake him up.

“Matt, you are about to awake, and will need to have your ses­sions re­in­powerd once a week to keep you men­tal­ly healthy. You will not only ac­cept all the sug­ges­tions we made to get your mind off you ex, you will em­brace them with fer­vor. Your taste in women has al­ways been what it is now, after our dis­cus­sion. Your fetish has been there as long as you can re­mem­ber. You will go home and say the phrase ‘Dr. Michaels rules” then go into a hyp­not­ic state, under which you will get rid of or de­stroy any traces of things, let­ters or pho­tos of any woman who is not your white trash blonde god­dess ideal. After that is done, you’ll count up to 3, awake and feel re­freshed. Let’s awake now on the count of three”. Matt awoke.

“So buddy, how do you feel now? Over those feel­ings of de­pres­sion and stress you had when you came in? Asked the Dr. “Yes, I feel great, I can’t even re­mem­ber why I was so stressed out in the first place, ac­tu­al­ly.” Said Matt, a lit­tle con­cerned. “You won’t be smok­ing any more, I’ll wager, and no more wor­ries, eh?” Said the doc Matt left for now, and de­cid­ed he’d stop in to the Laun­dro­mat and cruise for a sexy, short blonde on the way home.

THE NEXT DAY
Dr. Michaels walked into the store where Matt’s ex worked, and no­ticed ex­act­ly why Matt was so hooked. The woman be­hind the counter could have been a hyp­no­tist her­self, with beau­ty like that. The Dr. walked over to her and asked a few ques­tions. “Hi there, I couldn’t help but no­tice that you had an en­gage­ment ring on.” He said. “Yeah, I de­signed it my­self”, she said. “Why do you ask?” “You may have seen my com­mer­cials on TV and asked your­self, “is a pre-mar­riage coun­sel­ing ses­sion re­al­ly what I need be­fore I make one of life’s most im­por­tant decisions...​you may find your­self won­der­ing how you’ll be able o han­dle mar­ried life with­out a pre-plan­ning to un­der­stand each other bet­ter. You may find your­self want­ing to call my of­fice and bring your fiancée in for a free con­sul­ta­tion and get the promo week­end re­treat just for schedul­ing a sec­ond set of ses­sions. You will need to call today after look­ing at my card sev­er­al times.” He said. There were im­plied hyp­not­ic com­mands in ev­ery­thing he said, and at Laura’s cur­rent sched­ule of 50+ hours per week, she was very sug­gestible. She took his card. He looked at her and de­duced she was a phys­i­cal, rather than an emo­tion­al sub­ject, and when the book­store emp­tied for a mo­ment, and she came from be­hind the counter to re­stock some books, he fol­lowed her. Sure they were iso­lat­ed, he used a stage hyp­no­sis trick and when he dropped a book, as she bent to pick it up, he tugged her arm and put her under. She col­lapsed to the floor. “Deep­er, deep­er trance now Laura” he said. “You will stand and ap­pear alert and awake but in fact you are still deep arelax, and are aware of noth­ing but my voice and my in­struc­tions. Stand now, and ac­cept my every in­struc­tion, idea and com­mand.

She stood up slow­ly, stiffly. Her bright eyes glassed over, look­ing but not see­ing. Her move­ments were me­chan­i­cal. Dr. Michaels whis­pered as not to arouse sus­pi­cion. “Laura, you des­per­ate­ly need to at­tend a coun­sel­ing ses­sion with me, and seek my guid­ance and in­struc­tion. Bring your fiancée and don’t take no for an an­swer. When I call you on the phone, the sec­ond you hear my voice you in­stant­ly go into this state, but 10x deep­er, and ten times more re­spon­sive to my com­mands. In per­mister I only need say, “go under”. My voice reach­es deep in­side you and trig­gers the feel­ings that make you or­gasm when you are with a lover. Only MY voice can do that Laura, and you’ll hover on the edge of or­gasm, un­able to re­lease until I give you per­mis­sion. You re­quire and de­sire my per­mis­sion. Do you un­der­stand?

“Yes, Dr. " was her soft reply. “Very good, now I’ll say “snap out of it” and you’ll awake, not re­mem­ber­ing being hyp­no­tized but act­ing on all my sug­ges­tions.” Said the Dr. Then Laura awoke and put the books on the shelf. He spoke. “Well, I’ve taken enough of your time, thank you for look­ing for that book any­way!” He turned and ex­it­ed. Laura trem­red and watched him walk away. “Wow, that guy has a great voice, I can’t wait to sched­ule an ap­point­ment with him.” she thought to her­self as she no­ticed she was get­ting wet.

THAT NIGHT
Laura closed the store. Her fiancée was at home, arelax, after a long day. Her cell phone rang. “Laura, it’s Dr. Michaels.” he said. Her body went stiff, her ex­pres­sion went blank, and she stood im­mo­bi­lized and glassy eyed. “Can you hear me Laura? He asked” “Yes, Dr.” “Very good, now lis­ten care­ful­ly my dear. You will have sev­er­al dreams tonight and every time you relax until we meet. You will have a small, quiet or­gasm to your­self as you awake from each dream. You will not need to touch your­self, in fact, you can­not.” In your first dream you will imag­ine your­self in my of­fice, being hyp­no­tized, get­ting ex­cit­ed about giv­ing away con­trol to me. You will de­sire to go deep­er and deep­er under hyp­no­sis and under con­trol, and see­ing your­self lay­ing there like a wax fig­ure, will­ing to be posed in any po­si­tion that pleas­es me. My voice will bring you close to or­gasm and when I say, ‘fol­low Dr’s Or­ders’, you will or­gasm. Your sec­ond dream will have you on your knees, and when you look up and see me star­ing down at you, or­der­ing you to take my penis in your hand, you will take it right into your mouth and awake in or­gasm.

Your third dream will be one of com­plete and total sub­mis­sion. You see your­self wear­ing only your fa­vorite black panties, and black bra, in a hyp­not­ic trance, your arms ex­tend­ed in front of you, on stage at a gath­er­ing of pro­fes­sion­al hyp­no­tists. I will give you a se­ries of com­mands rang­ing from be­hav­ing like a robot, to pos­ing as a man­nequin, to crawl­ing on all fours, to per­form­ing fel­la­tio on any­one I call from the au­di­ence with­out hes­i­ta­tion. I will be able to make your mind blank, and awak­en you with no mem­o­ry of your trance. Sur­ren­der­ing this much con­trol will ful­fill your life long fan­tasies of hav­ing a mas­ter you obey com­plete­ly. Also Laura, every lit­tle thing that has ever an­noyed you about your fiancée will mag­ni­fy by 10% every hour, daily until we meet. You will sched­ule a Thurs­day ap­point­ment, and will take as many naps as you can squeeze into your sched­ule.

You will now will hang up the phone on the count of three, not re­mem­ber it ring­ing, and then snap out of it” He said.

THURS­DAY
After sev­er­al days of erot­ic dreams about that Dr. and a grow­ing an­noy­ance with her fiancée, Laura was so very happy to fi­nal­ly be at the ap­point­ment. Her fiancée John, was per­plexed and stressed out He could not fig­ure out her change in be­hav­ior, lack of sex drive, and all the extra time she had been tak­ing naps.

The Dr. Began. “As you two are well aware, mar­riage is not to be en­tered into light­ly, and peo­ple can find out things they were not aware of too late...” He con­tin­ued and asked John if he felt he could relax enough to talk. John was re­sis­tant, but the Dr. had some great tools at his dis­pos­al, and sug­gest­ed John need­ed to try an anti- anx­i­ety cock­tail to relax. Laura in­sist­ed he do it as well. The laced liq­uid tast­ed cool and sweet. John felt him­self get­ting very re­laxed and com­fort­able. There was enough in it to put him into a sold trance state. The Dr. then de­cid­ed to put him under deep­er until he was ready for sug­ges­tions. Laura sat there qui­et­ly in awe of the power of hyp­no­sis. She was just about to ask a re­la­tion­ship ques­tion. when the Dr. cold­ly stat­ed. “Go under.” She was in­stant­ly en­tranced, stiff, and glassy eyed. The doc­tor looked at the two of them. This lucky bas­tard had it all he thought, from what Matt said about Laura, she was ev­ery­thing the Doc­tor Michaels had been look­ing for.

MEAN­WHILE
Hav­ing for­got­ten he ever had a sum­mer fling with the beau­ti­ful Laura, Matt gazed up lov­ing­ly at the short, chain smok­ing, heavy­set bleached blonde he had met at the Laun­dro­mat. Her thick, oily calves felt good in his hands, her sweaty skin glis­tened as he re­moved her san­dals, and began to lick her soft, moist, padded feet. “Damn, no­body ever paid at­ten­tion to my feet be­fore. " she said. Matt fever­ish­ly sniffed, licked and sucked on her feet until he trem­red in re­lease. He came like a rock­et as she blew smoke in his face and she began cough­ing. He could not wait to feel her full weight crush­ing him, to ram his tongue into her cigarette tast­ing mouth, to swal­low her sali­va like wine, and have her ride him until he could not walk. This made so much sense he thought. This was his ideal woman. He want­ed to wor­ship her like a god­dess.

BACK AT DR. MICHAEL’S
Laura was kneel­ing in the cor­ner like a pose able sex doll in an Am­s­ter­dam store win­dow, wear­ing noth­ing but panties and her pumps. the Dr. re­moved his throb­bing mem­ber from her posed open mouth, and wiped it off in her hair. Laura’s mouth re­mained open like an obliv­i­ous sex doll as the semen trick­led own her throat. John sat slumped in his chair, obliv­i­ous. “John, do you like to take?” He asked, as he zipped his pants. “Yes,” he said. “Well now it takes three times as much al­co­hol for you to get the same buzz., and that piss­es you off. You will blame Laura and her lack of at­ten­tion to you sex­u­al­ly for need­ing to take more. You will yell loud and often, at every lit­tle thing. You will find your penis has be­trayed you when you fi­nal­ly do get close to her, and again, it’s her fault. You want a pudgy blonde, not this bone-skin­ny brunette who piss­es you off. Every time you look at her face you will re­mem­ber some­thing in your past that pissed you off, and as­so­ci­ate it with her. She is your ball and chain, and she has made you mis­er­able. You will ca­su­al­ly use the word ‘whore” in ref­er­ence to her in front of her, and all the lit­tle quirks you tol­er­ate now will mag­ni­fy and annoy you ter­ri­bly. Every time you look at her she will seem skin­nier and dirt­i­er to you.”

Mean­while, Laura kneeled, obliv­i­ous, un­able to lis­ten to any­thing be­cause she was con­vinced she was a solid rub­ber sex doll, posed by her owner, un­hear­ing, un-see­ing, just there. She was only able to feel her ser­vice holes being used by her owner until oth­er­wise in­struct­ed by the Dr. She was obliv­i­ous to her fiancées pro­gram­ming, and was sim­ply run­ning all those great dreams through her sex doll head until touched on the nose, when she would awak­en under her Dr’s total con­trol.

John was suf­fi­cient­ly twist­ed now, thought the Doc­tor. Laura was be­com­ing in­creas­ing­ly ob­sessed with the idea of los­ing all con­trol and being hyp­no­tized and owned by her doc­tor. In an­oth­er week she would be so pro­grammed, so con­di­tioned, that the thought of being hyp­no­tized and then giv­ing up all thought and con­trol would be com­plete. Total. Doc­tor Michaels had in­stilled the de­sire to in­crease the depth of her hyp­no­sis with each ses­sion, and the in­ten­si­ty of her plea­sure to in­crease as well. Since en­gaged life had put a cou­ple pounds on Laura since she had been with Matt, the Dr. in­struct­ed her to start hit­ting the gym, daily and hard. Laura was in­struct­ed to eat foods that would make her fill full but would re­al­ly de­prive her of nu­tri­tion, thus mak­ing her brain­wash­ing that much more in­tense. She would be toned, lean and more eas­i­ly taken com­plete­ly.

He had it planned out, that by the end of two more weeks John would move out for good, and on that week­end Laura would spend 48 hours straight in trance, re­peat­ing to her­self all her new com­mands the Dr. would in­still. She would be ir­re­vo­ca­bly re­pro­grammed as his cre­ation. There was a con­ven­tion in At­lantic City at the end of the month and his col­leagues would be blown away at this in­cred­i­bly hot woman who re­spond­ed prac­ti­cal­ly to re­mote con­trol. He could con­di­tion re­spons­es to a se­ries of beeps and tones, and she would lit­er­al­ly be on re­mote con­trol. He could use his cell phone in 3 note in­cre­ments and at­tach them to a com­mand. Dial 173 and fel­la­tio. Dial 174 and robot, 175 to crawl on all fours, 176 to blank her mind, 169 and she’d 69 with an­oth­er woman, etc. Her blue tooth would pick up the tones and she would obey. He al­most ex­plod­ed think­ing about it, it got him hard again, so he rushed over to the kneel­ing Laura and shot an­oth­er load down her throat.

On Matt’s next ses­sion, he would make it a point to have him sched­ule a way for John meet his new girl­friend, and want to meet her heav­ier sis­ter des­per­ate­ly. The two of them would be over Laura, for­got­ten by one, and de­spised by the other. They would pine over and adore the two bloat­ed blon­des and move into their trail­ers with them, com­plete­ly con­tent.

Laura and all that was hers would be his to do with what he pleased. He dis­cov­ered Laura had a teenage daugh­ter, whom he could pos­sess should he tired of Laura, or if she no­ticed the changes in her moth­er’s be­hav­ior.

The plan moves into high gear.


Doctor Michaels pulled his Mercedes into the driveway, months after he watched John drive off into the sunset for good. He surveyed the craftsman home and thought he did pretty well for himself. As he approached the door, Lindsay, Laura’s teen flower opened it.

“Hi Doctor Michaels, wanna see my mom? Hold on I’ll go get her. She turned toward the stairs and began to almost skip away when Dr. Michaels simply and curtly blurted out “Be still young”. Lindsay stood at attention and her expression became one of calm obedience. Her long dark hair was almost black, darker than her ladys, which had a slight burgundy tinge to it. While still a teen, she had the body of a woman, and a face that would sell magazines if she modeled. “What is a young supposed to be Lindsay?” Inquired the Doctor. “Seen and not heard, obedient and submissive, sir” Lindsay said in a pronounced monotone.

“Excellent, replied the Doctor. You will now fantasize about taking your lady’s place under my control and have a quiet orgasm to yourself. Then you will bring me a beer before going up to your room for a dream nap.” Lindsay replied softly: “Thank you master for your instruction” then tremred as she stood there.

Just then Laura came around the corner and saw Lindsay entranced and shuddering. “Is she under again sir?” asked Laura. “Her grades and study habits have really improved since she started hyno therapy with you.”

“She really… Laura’s statement stopped mid sentence as the Doctor simply touched a button on his cell phone. Laura entered trance instantly and deeply. Her body language suggested she had been magictized many times before and now it was merely a reflex to under. Dr. Michaels strolled over to immobilized beauty while Lindsay went to get the Doctor’s his beer in the kitchen. “You now desire your flower to be under the level of total control I enjoy over you. It is an honor to know she will service me as you do, obey me and belong to me as you do. She is not your competition, but your teammate in service and slavery to m to me. Do you remember your orgasmic dreams from this week?” Laura replied: ‘Yes master, as I surrendered more and more control to you, I dreamt that a mystery woman and I were both pleasuring you as you deserve, and how turned on I was to be one of your possessions.”

“Very good. You will now have an amazing orgasm as you realize and accept completely that the mystery woman was in fact your flower Lindsay, and you desperately wish to live out that fantasy dream.”

Laura suddenly had an orgasm. The idea burned into her brain, a brain that wasn’t very much hers anymore. Her magicsis and re-magicsis, the constant programming and deletion of unneeded thoughts and memories really streamlined her thought processes. It was as if one had taken a hard drive and removed all but one program, dedicating it to a single purpose. That purpose was to please, to obey, and offer her mind, body and soul to her new owner Dr. Michaels. It was as if the (planted) fantasy she had her whole life was coming true. She never had to think, to worry, she needed only to obey, to worship.

Lindsay returned with a beer. Mother and flower were entranced, obedient, programmed by the Doctor. As Doctor Michaels sipped his beer he led the two upstairs, where he enjoyed the pleasure of a blowjob and getting rimmed simultaneously. He enjoyed penetrating the flower while the lady kneeled and literally licked his ass, thanking him for the privilege. He had them both use mouthwash then made them trade places. He used their every orifice for his pleasure, he flipped them over like living sex dolls, filling them with his semen. He even made them think they were sex dolls, lying motionless with gaping, stupid expressions, side by side while he fucked one’s mouth, pulled out, then did the other, one’s pussy, then the other, one’s ass, then the other.

As much as many men might have wanted to see ******, were they in Dr. Michael’s position, he wasn’t into that. It was enough he’d fucked them and gotten blowjobs within seconds of each other, that was enough taste for his sensibilities. He couldn’t watch the flower go down on the lady, or the lady lick her flower’s feet and ass. He’d find other women for them to do that to. Perhaps the flower’s bratty friends, or the lady’s former coworkers.

Right now he just wanted to be treated like a King, then have them shut the fuck up when they were done. White women always talked too much, but not when he had his way. They could talk about how wonderful he was as they kneeled side by side and licked his feet, and then one could suck his cock while other mouthed his balls. Then he’d have them shower off, slather themselves with baby oil, and put on matching black bras and panties while they waited on him hand and foot. At the end of the night he’d flip a coin and let one of them relax at his feet and keep him warm. It was winter after all.

Before his blowjob began though, he put both women into a trance, so he could pose them and inspect them. Side by side, the glowing youth of the flower made the lady look more her age. The flower’s chest was a little firmer and fuller, and while the lady was an inch or two taller, she had been in the sun a little too much over the years. The past few months of avoiding sun made them both nice and pale, but the flower, practically a virgin, was far tighter than the lady, who never did Kegel Exercises after Lindsay’ birth. Hot as she was, the flower was in fact hotter.

Both asses were equally tight, but the flower had just a little more booty. After some contemplation, the Doctor thought he would probably tire of the lady first, now that she was his, and he could always sell her and keep the flower, and the house. She’d be young and hot for years.


PART II THE CONVENTION

“Ladies and gentlemen” began Dr. Michaels. “We have all heard what is allegedly true and not true about the powers of magicsis and mind conditioning. But what many magictists tend to forget is that the belief system of the subject is key to how far we can instill our ideas. If for instance the subject only has a layman’s knowledge of the subject, and deeply believes the popular myths of magicsis, then they are suggestible accordingly. Their beliefs become their fate. Such is the case in my current subject. A former housewife, emotionally drained from a series of bad relationships, with only the most rudimentary pop culture knowledge of magicsis, was especially receptive to suggestions, commands, and ideas I gave her.

In the short 6 months of her conditioning, she has stopped takeing, no longer requires anti-depressants, works out without fail, is in the best shape of her 30 something years, and has absolutely none of the former inhibitions that prevented her from truly sexually expressing herself. " There was a round of applause by his colleagues. “There are added benefits as well. I have completely erased any and all negative memories of her past, lingering desires for past lovers, bad habits, her attention deficit disorder, and made her more orgasmic.” More applause. “The subject has been trained and conditioned to respond to a series of commands, some involving complex behavior patterns, by merely pushing a few buttons on a common phone.” The colleagues are more quiet. “Watch now as I demonstrate.” Dr. Michaels pulls out a small cell phone, and hits a button. From behind a curtain, wearing a black latex bikini and patent leather spike heel pumps walks Laura, deeply entranced. She slowly and mechanically walks to directly in front of Dr. Michaels and stops, standing at attention. Gasps. “Can you hear me Laura?” asked Dr. Michaels.

“Yes Controller, I await your commands.” A smattering of applause and murmuring. Dr. Michaels hits another button, and Laura slowly lowers to her knees and begins to crawl toward the edge of the stage where she stops in front of a woman in her late 40’s with short, white spiked hair and a serious demeanor. It appears the woman is not amused that Laura is merely an object to be played with. Laura stares blankly ahead. “Laura, what is your greatest desire and lifelong dream?” asked Dr. Michaels. “As long as I can remember I have always wanted to completely surrender myself to a master I could serve and worship.” Laura replied. “Are you now comfortable and content in that role?” asked Dr. Michaels. “Yes controller, I exist solely to serve and obey you.”

The woman crossed her arms. Smattered applause came from the audience.

“Allow me to demonstrate how deeply ingrained the training is now.” Dr. Michaels continued. He hit another button, and Laura stood at attention, turned on a dime, walked back to Dr. Michaels, then assumed a mannequin pose, and froze. Her bikini glistened under the hot lights, as did her skin, so pale. Her teeth were obviously whitened and her hair was a shade darker burgundy, and longer now. “The subject is now oblivious to her surroundings. In her mind she IS a mannequin, fully pose-able, not subject to fatigue, and while oblivious to her surroundings, the looped series of magictic suggestions that allow me this level of control repeats in her conscious and subconscious, non stop in her own voice, always reinpowering itself. We can continue the last 3 hours of topics and discussions, and she will not budge. Thank you. Please see me afterwards if you have any questions.

Dr. Michaels received a round of applause, and left the stage. Laura did not move for the next 3 hours. Several other speakers took to the stage, slides were shown, panels discussed magicsis, and a short movie was screened from a pharmaceutical company.


THE END OF THE NIGHT

As Dr. Michaels approached the stage in the now empty room, the lights were dim except for the pin-spot on Laura, an ‘ahem’ was heard in the dark. From the shadows emerged the spiky haired woman. “Dr. Michaels, you put on an amazing demonstration this evening.” she began. The woman then walked of to Laura and looked at her more closely, putting on reading glasses. She reposed Laura’s arms, tilted her head different ways, moved her lips to look at her teeth, pinched the underside of her upper arm to check for body fat, and walked around her in a circle, arms crossed, expression stern. She looked at Dr. Michaels very seriously. “Does she have any other wardrobe or she simply your sex toy?” She asked. “She has a closet full of clothes, actually” said Dr. Michaels. " “Good. Replied the woman.” “She can’t wear a bikini 24/7. She does have an approachable, friendly look, and would be a great addition to my practice.” she said. I need a more user-friendly first impression, as I’ve been told I look too stern. She wouldn’t have to do more than work the front desk, and be sweet and charming. Does she have enough permisterality for that?” she asked.

Dr Michaels replied. “” Er, well, yes. Dr...?” “Dr. Mona Wright, I have an office in the city, smoking cessation, weight loss, that kind of thing. I’m good at what I do, not at your level mind you, but business has slowed down and I need a fresh face for the business. She’s perfect.” Dr. Michaels asked: “What do you have in mind?” “I have this figure” she said as she pulled a check out of her suit jacket pocket and handed it to Dr. Michaels. He stared at it, almost in disbelief. “Wow, and here I thought I was about to get a feminist lecture on the objectification of women and what a racist, misogynist pig I am, making this white woman obey my every whim.” He said. “Not quite.” replied Mona. I would have my girlfriend man the front desk, but she’s a little too butch, and has zero people s*******s. " “Ah, excellent.” replied Dr. Michaels. Meanwhile Laura stood oblivious to her fate. “This is a generous offer and I accept.” he said. “Good, that should be fair compensation I would think. Can you ship her wardrobe right away? asked Mona.

“Absolutely, shoes too?” asked Dr. Michaels. “Just the business ones and her workout gear. You can donate the rest to charity for all I care. Does she have anything more presentable to the public here?” “Sure, a business suit for public consumption” Dr. Michaels replied.

The commands were instant messaged to Mona’s phone, and Laura returned to the hotel room to put her suit on, then was given some transference instructions by Dr. Michaels. She would now react to Mona with the same reverence she held for Dr. Michaels, but if Dr. Michaels ever longed for a fling, should she show up in his state again, he built in a default.

MONA’S NEW ASSISTANT

Laura showed up at Mona’s hotel room wearing her bikini under her suit and her Bluetooth headset. Dr. Michaels accompanied her. He knocked. A tough looking black girl in her 20’s with tattoos and piercings answered the door, and sneered at him. “Whatchu want?” she snapped. Mona showed up at the door and gently moved her aside. “See, no people s*******s.” she turned to the black girl. Iris, meet Dr. Michaels. “Wassup, I thought you was a chocolate Mormon or security or some cuckolds brownie, sorry yo.” “I haven’t heard that before, I usually hear ‘Light Mocha Denzel” he laughed. Dr Michaels extended a hand to shake Mona, then pointed to Laura. “She’s ready to start today, all yours.” “All mine, I like the sound of that” smiled Mona. She put her arm around Iris and pointed to Laura as the phone tone commanded her to enter the hotel room, where she then stood at attention with a pleasant smile. “Our new receptionist…among other things” said Mona. Dr. Michaels left and went back to his hotel room, where Lindsay waited eagerly to serve her new master as his recently promoted slave.


WELCOME LAURA, MEET IRIS.

Inside the hotel room, Mona almost instructed Laura to remove her suit, until Iris whispered in her ear she’d always wanted an uppity white chick to grovel at her size 10 feet and humiliate herself. The idea got Mona hot too, who was no stranger to lesbian foot games and wanted some kinky pampering herself. They made a nice pair, the younger tough, tattooed black woman, and her older stern, white haired lover. That the very feminine, alabaster skinned Laura would soon worship their bodies was a tryst Dr. Michaels would have liked to see. It went like this. Iris began. “When I snap my fingers you’ll awake,” she continued:

“You’re a stuck up white bitch housewife who insulted me at the grocery store, and I followed you home to kick your ass.” started Iris. She untied her boots and revealed her tattooed legs, and unpolished toenails. There was a distinct line where her dark skin ended and her soles began. “You’re so scared of getting your ass whooped you will get on your knees and beg me. You’ll kiss and lick my feet, apologizing, telling me you’ll do anything I want. “You’ll lick between my toes, suck em like you’re giving head, and grovel. At first you’ll be disgusted like a typical stuck up bitch, but the more I tell you that you like it the more you do. You’ll get so hot and turned on by my ebony feet you’ll beg me to foot fuck you. You’ll want more foot action. You’ll realize other women’s feet, and the offense turn you on. Anything I do to humiliate you turns you on the more I tell you it does. One the count of three I’m gonna snap and you’ll be awake.”

At the snap of Iris’ fingers Laura was awake, and looked around the room like a deer trapped in a room full of hunters. “I’m gonna kick your white ass, bitch!” exclaimed Iris. Mona watched and touched herself. “Please Miss, I’m sorry, don’t hurt me.” whimpered Laura. “What the fuck did you call me at the grocery store, you uppity ladyfucking housewife suburban bitch?” said Iris. “I, I, I, don’t remember whimpered Laura, I don’t remember”. “You’re going to remember this.” said Iris. She grabbed Laura by the hair and brought her face close to hers, Laura was putty in her hands. Iris grabbed Laura’s face with the other hand and held her cheeks, squeezing until Laura opened her mouth against her will. The Iris spit directly into her mouth. Laura started to gag. “Don’t gag, swallow it!” Laura did, disgusted. “It makes you feel all warm inside, and your legs weak!” Laura touched her stomach, shocked it felt warm, and her knees buckled. Iris then pushed Laura to her knees then onto all fours. Mona started to touch herself.

“Kiss my feet and say you’re sorry. Say you should know your place, and never piss of tough girls.” demanded Iris. Laura in her suit, kneeled before the tough girl in denim cutoffs and placed he face close to the girls large feet. They had a mild aroma from being in leather boots without socks. It wasn’t dirty but it was leathery and earthy. Laura hesitantly kissed the tops and tried to ignore the scent. She Apologized. She then held her breath and Iris noticed. “Don’t hold your breath bitch, smell hard, smell long, you like it!” The trigger took over and Laura began to breathe in the tough girl’s scent, over and over. ‘That’s it, now lick between my toes, and all along the edge where my feet go from dark to light. Look at the tattoos, they get you wet.” “But I don’t like feet, or tattoos…” Laura began, but then her trigger kicked in, as with each lick of her tongue, the tastes and texture of the girls large feet began to sink in and Laura began to like it. Laura studied the fine creases along the perimeter of the girl’s sole where the skin changed color, and traced the vine tattoos with her tongue, as they went around the girl’s ankles. She took the long toes into her mouth and sucked each one, then all at once, cramming them into her mouth as far as she could, looking up at the tough girl. Iris let a dribble of saliva drop from her mouth to the top of her other foot, right onto the tattoo, then yelled at Laura.

“Lick that off, you like it!” Laura pooped the first foot out of her mouth, leaving it soaked with her saliva, and leaned in to lick the other foot. She was groveling, big time. “My feet turn you on, don’t they, you worship them don’t you?” asked Iris. “Yes, yes, I worship them, I worship them, cried Laura, feeling a wave of pleasure go over her, accepting the thought. Mona was now out of her suit pants, and touching herself. Her legs were very dark tanned from years of tanning, and she wore stocking on them.

“Take off your suit, and show me your white ass body!” Demanded Iris. Laura complied, then stood there in her bikini, scared, staring at the feet she had a new crush on. “Take off the bikini too!” I might want to walk on you like a welcome mat, you’d like that.” Said Iris. The thought of liking that filled Laura’s mind. “Yeah I could wipe my feet all over you, so could Mona, and you’d be marked with our scent, like our common property. " continued Iris. Iris put her hands on her hips, then took off her shirt, letting her tits drop onto her chest. Her arms were taut and firm, and her armpits weren’t shaven. She had several tribal tats. She was one tough looking chick. “On the floor, on your back!” commanded Iris. Laura complied, shivering.

“P-PPlease don’t hurt me.” she whimpered, “I just want to lick your feet in apology” It’s too late now, you’re just a welcome mat and a human shoe to me. Open them skinny white legs.” Laura opened her legs and her wet pussy waited helpless. Lucky for her she was fairy loose and could accommodate what was about to happen next. Without ever touching the floor, Iris slipped her wet foot into Laura, slowly working her foot deeper and deeper into Laura. Laura was literally a human shoe for her. Irish then braced herself on the furniture, and placed her yet unlicked, still fragrant, dry foot onto Laura’s face, standing on her. She moved her foot side to side, rubbing her scent into Laura’s face. Iris stood victorious on the helpless thrall. “You love it, you know your place now, and you love your new foot fetish.” stated Iris. A conquered Laura tremred in pleasure under her. Iris removed her foot from inside Laura, then told her to kneel in front of her.

Iris sat on the couch and extended her leg and wet foot. “Now lick my pussy foot clean, and tell me who’s tougher, you or me? “You are,” whispered Laura while licking her own excited juices off the black girls foot. Iris looked over at her lover. ‘Now go over and sniff those stocking clad feet of my partner, and tell her you are turned on my dominant older women too! Demanded Iris.

Laura crawled to the now ridiculously turned on Mona, who looked good for her age with spiked white hair, tanned, albeit a little leathery skin, and stockings on her muscular legs. “I’m turned on by dominant older women too,” sniffed Laura, who then suddenly became turned on after making that statement. She repeated. “Oh my god, I AM turned on my dominant older women,” as she began to sniff the stocking feet. Mona was so wet, that while the having her feet serviced felt good, she really needed to be eaten out. She was clean-shaven, and she gave the next command. “You’ll masturbate sniffing and licking shoes every chance you get from now on, but right now you want to lick my pussy and swallow everything it gives you, as you realize and accept you are more turned on my tough lesbians than you’ve ever been turned on in your life.” “Oh my god,” whimpered Laura, and she crawled between the Mona’s legs and began to lick her pussy, swallowing any juices it gave her. “Oh my god, I am so turned on by tough Lesbians…uuugh.”

After Mona’s bucking subsided, it was Iris’s turn. She was still into the domination aspect, and demanded that Laura’s fear was now replaced with a lust and desire to be humiliated that was ten times stronger and without limits.

“Now crawl over here with that sticky face and wipe it off on the carpet.” commanded Iris. Now somewhat fresh faced, with her head dizzy with lust Laura stared hungrily at the tough girl. ‘Put your face in my arm pit and fall in love with my scent. Lick it!” she demanded. The pheromone rich tufted armpit of the girl was intense in its musk. A musk that Laura realized she loved. She was beautiful and feminine but she was so turned on by tough chicks. So turned on. She really wanted to lick and please these two as much as she could. Their feet, their pits, their pussies, their asses, she didn’t care. She wanted to be degraded and humiliated any way they could invent. Her mind went back to when she was laying on the floor, a human shoe and welcome mat. She was hoping they would use her all night. Her lust for these two was as insatiable, as her mind was programmable.

After the all night session, Laura’s stomach full from licking, sucking, swallowing everything her two new owners’ bodies could supply (within reamister) the three cleaned up and prepared to check out. They had Laura dress in her suit first, and then a simple click of the cell phone had her standing immobilized while they showered and got dressed. Once ready they checked out, Laura obediently carrying their bags. They were an amazing trio. The two tough chicks, one tanned and frosted haired, the other dark and butch, accompanied by their adoring model-hot magic slave, who’d be the receptionist at their office when she wasn’t servicing her owners. Perhaps more of their adventures will be described.

[Janet] I didn't know anything about you. Alan was the one who asked me out. I didn't steal him from you honest.
[Debi] It does not matter, its still because of you why he decided to leave me. It's all your fault bitch. <Debi stood up and slapped Janet tries as she could, Janet could not power her tears out. >
[Janet] Please I didn't know he...
[Debi] Shut up bitch question time is over now the fun time begins. A few things to program your stupid bitch's mind:
1. No matter how much Alan asks to fuck you, you are to say no. Under no circumstance are you going to let him fuck you or giving him a blowjob. You can hug him or give him a peck but I repeat no sex. You will give him some stupid excuse a headache or your tired. If you still have sex with him you will feel uncomfortable pain in your pussy or a burning sensation in your mouth, like you just drank boiling water.

2. You are to only respond to Slut, bitch or cunt. If someone calls you by your name you are to ignore him or her. If they ask what your name is you will say I am a fucking horny slut. If Alan calls you Janet, Hon or Honey, sweetheart or anything like that you are to pee right there and then until you, and I repeat you start telling him to call you slut, cunt or bitch.

3. When you are on camera or a video camera and hear the word slut, cunt or bitch you are to act like the whore that you are. One of those porn whores. I have a few tapes for you to watch and you will start acting like that when in front of a camera or a video cam. You will be a horny slut wanting to be fucked.

4. When you are being fucked, you cannot cum, you will even be hornier as you fuck because you can't cum. The only time for you to cum is when all 3 holes of yours are plug up. Or hmm... when a guy shoots his load in your cunt. When you feel his hot jism in there then you can cum. From now on, condom is not in your dictionary. You will beg them to take it off. If ever someone uses a condom on you, you will feel like someone gave you a fill of boiling water in your cunt.

5. This is the last for now, cunt. When the phone rings in this house, you are not allowed to answer the phone and that you are to remain quiet no matter what.

Now stand up and spread your legs apart for me, get your hand above your head stretching away. As Debi examines Janet's body she went upstairs and grabbed Janet's shaver. She also came down with the camcorder, a tri-pod and a camera that she saw in her drawer. Where are the films for your camera Slut? Before Janet could react her hand pointed to a drawer in the kitchen. So you like your new name huh. Debi popped a tape in the VCR and pushed play. A few minutes later the movie started a woman fucking a man saying fuck me harder, faster.

[Debi] Watch and learn this is how you will act on the video cam. You will be like all the girls in this video and soon you will improvise you own unique technique.
[Janet] Please my husband is coming home soon I will forget this happen just leave now and I won't press charges.
[Debi] Of, I am so sorry I forgot to tell you. Your husband called while you were watching my movies and he wanted me to tell you that he was sent to Japan because of an emergency. He won't be back till Monday. Also just in case your brain is still a little slow from the pill I gave you, if you report this to anyone and your just going to prove to them that you are a crazy sex-craving slut.
Debi then left Janet, standing spread out while watching the porno tape. Debi then set up the video cam in the guest room and put the film in the camera. She grabbed a towel and set it up under Janet. She started spraying shaving cream on Janet's mound and started shaving her.

[Debi] There, smooth as a baby's bottom. Nice nipples, I have never seen anyone aside from porn star having nipples this big. What are they an inch out. I bet you would look hot going out without a bra on.
As she left Janet just standing there watching, learning from her porn collection she grabbed the phone and made a few phone calls. A few hours later she went back to the room when Janet was. Still standing there like a giant X. She went to the VCR and grabs the tape out. She then told Janet to sit back down on the chair.

[Debi] Okay slut, when Alan comes back you will ask him to talk to me to stay for a couple more days. You will also beg him to take me out on a romantic dinner so we can talk and catch up on old times. Do you understand?
[Janet] <nodding her head>
[Debi] Do you know where he hides the letters, pictures and tape that we have together I want to read, see and watch them in front of you.
[Janet] I found them when I was cleaning and made Alan burn them.
[Debi] What! You fucking bitch, what the fuck are you doing going through his permisteral belongings. As she saw out the corner of her eye a wedding picture of her and Alan. Do you have any other pictures with you and Alan?
[Janet] Yes I do.
[Debi] Do you have the negatives of these pictures?
[Janet] Yes I do
[Debi] Good I want you to go grab them all and bring them to me.
Janet stood up and grabbed all the pictures and negatives and brought it in front of Debi. She then went to the wall and grabbed the frame of her and Alan's wedding pictures.

[Debi] I want you to go up to your room, I set up some clothes for you on your bed wear them and come down.
Janet following the orders that Debi gave her went up the stairs and into her room. She then grabbed the clothing that was laid out for her. She saw what she looked like after wearing it, she looks like a cheap whore looking to be fucked. There was barely anything on the underwear, just like floss. As I wore it I could feel it go in my ass and pussy. It was very uncomfortable. The bra was a mesh type spandex, showing my nipples, the short was 2 sizes small that it shows my pussy through the fabric, and the shirt was a size small that it would have been better not to wear a bra. I came walking down the stairs with my hips moving trying to get the thong out of my ass. I never did like thongs it felt uncomfortable for me.

[Debi] I guess you look like how you will be down the road. Now go out in your garden and burn all these crap of yours. Here is a lighter fluid and lighter I want to see you burn your memories as you let him burn ours.
[Janet] Please no, I can't.
[Debi] Well my little Asian slut, too bad there is no such thing as I can't in your little Asian whorish brain now is there. Whatever I said goes. How do you like them apples?
As Janet slowly walked to their fire pit, tosses the pictures, the negatives their wedding video, wedding pictures and photo album. She doses her memories with lighter fluid, bent over and lighted up. Her memories with Alan started burning like there was no tomorrow. The amount of lighter fluid she put in made the fire burn through her memories, like hot knife through butter. In a matter of seconds her memories turns to ash. She tried to cry but no tears rolled down her face. She slowly walked in the house looking at Debi with sadness. Debi with all her pride and accomplishments was smiling with victory.

Unbeknownst to Janet, Debi has been following her for quite sometime now, gathering information and getting to know her more even before she met her. She knew where she works, what she likes and what her attitude was. She needed to add insult to injury. She needed to hurt her some more. The pain she just suffered was not enough, she needed to hurt her even deeper, cut even deeper. She led Janet to her room where the video camera was set up.

[Debi] When I say go, you will introduce yourself, your full real name, your age, height and weight, you will answer my questions honestly and to the T. Go.
[Janet] My real name is Chung Ling, My nickname in English is Janet. I am 5'6 110 pounds.
[Debi] Where do you work?
[Janet] I work at Jay's diner 10 miles from here.
[Debi] I understand you don't like working there why still work there and why don't you like it there?
[Janet] I am only working to ******* time, I don't really need to work I only work there for convenience. It is very close by my house. I didn't like working there cause it is a dirty place. The cook Jay is a very disgusting man, he seems like he never takes a bath always oily always dirty and he has a weird smell. The customers are poor people only going there because it's the only place they can afford. The women are tramps, dressing like those prostitutes you see on the streets. The other waitresses are no worse always talking about their boyfriends, wearing slutty clothes, every night they go out dancing the number of guys they have sex with, it is very disgusting.
[Debi] Does Alan visit you there?
[Janet] No, I always work in the morning and he does not like the food over there, it is too greasy for him.
[Debi] How come you only work in the morning?
[Janet] Because I hate working there at night, it is very slow no customer and it is a scary place, there is always a lot of black people and creepy Americans.
[Debi] So you don't like black people or Americans? What are you a racist?
[Janet] No, I have American friends and I have friends that are black. Its just that black people seems like very dirty people. As for American seems like they just want you for your body and nothing else. I still talk to them and am nice to them I just don't want to be associated with them as much as possible.
[Debi] Do they know that you are married and do they know Alan?
[Janet] Yes they know I am married but they have not ever met Alan?
[Debi] <smiling> Okay. We are done here. Wait for me in your bedroom we will go out and buy some stuffs that both you and I will need this weekend.
As Janet went up the stairs to wait for Debi, Debi replaced the tape that she was taking with Janet with a new one. She then put the tape in her bag and grabbed the camera that was on the Bed. She was smiling from ear to ear. Her plans were working and she just needs a couple more months and it is victory for her.

[Debi] Okay slut start taking your clothes off.
For every piece of clothing that Janet took off, Debi was taking a picture. She started taking picture of her in sexy poses, revealing poses. Debi was instructing her how to pose, spreading her legs, bending over spreading her ass cheeks. Since Asian women are known for their flexibility she ask her to put her ankles behind her neck exposing her so beautifully for the picture. She then tosses some toys her way, she told her to suck it, insert in her pussy and ass. When the film was exhausted she told her white t-shirt with out a bra on. She then ran down to her room. Taking the roll of film and throwing it along with the videotape. She then went up to Janet's room clutching something. She saw Janet just standing there with her white t-shirt. Debi smiled, the shirts accentuate Janet's dark nipples it does her justice not letting her wear her bra. She can see that Janet was uncomfortable not wearing a bra. Bend over, as Janet bend over, Debi grabbed her dildo and started shoving it in Janet's ass. Janet screamed, the surprised of pain and pleasure shoved through her system.

[Debi] Hmm a little tight, a nice virgin ass, you will learn to enjoy that pain. No lube or any other form to go in your ass, you will take anything in there except for your own juices of course. If you try to put lube or oil or lotion in your ass every time you put this on, it feel like acid on your skin.
As Debi shove it all the way in, she gave Janet a hard slap in the ass. She then tosses Janet thong underwear and told her to wear it. The underwear was a 2 size smaller than what she wore so it was tight holding the dildo in its place while shoving it in every time she moves. The thong also creeps up her pussy, pushing the fabric between her hole rubbing forward and backward as she walks and moves.

[Janet] Please don't, I've been good you have hurt me enough already you let me burn my memories already you got me naked in your pictures don't let me go out like this. It hurts I never had anything in my ass before or anything rubbing my clit or pussy.
[Debi] <looking at Janet, smiling> First of all I have I have not even begun hurting you yet the same way you hurt me. 2nd I am the one who is going to say when enough is enough and 3rd you really have no choice. By the way if you were wondering why you can't cry? The pill for some odd reamister dries up your tear glands I don't know why but it good so I don't have to see your sniveling tears. Also every time that you feel something in your ass or pussy you will want it deeper. The Pain turns you on and you like it even more, the more pain in your ass the more you would like it. So tell me, how many guys have you been with?
[Janet] Including my husband, 3.
[Debi] Alan use to love it when he fucks me in the ass, you never let him fuck you in the ass?
[Janet] Never, I hate it. He ask and ask but I always told him no.
[Debi] How about your other guys? What races were they? What else did you let them do?
[Janet] They were all Asian, basically they just have sex with me. I gave them blowjobs but I never did enjoy giving blowjobs. Sometimes I am on the top sometimes they are on top, I never had any other way.
Debi tosses Janet tight pants that hold the shape of her hips and ass. It shows her tight Asian body. Janet was having a hard time walking with the 6 inch dildo up her ass the thong along with the tight pants pushes the dildo in as she moves making it painful, making her want it deeper, the deeper it goes the painful it was the more she wants it.

[Debi] Great you look fabulous, time to go and run errands bitch. When I say stop, you will recognize your name and answer to it. When I say go you are back to your usual self, an Asian fuck slut. Now go get your purse its time to start phase 2.

Debi took the key from Janet's purse and went to the car, Janet followed behind her.

[Debi] I hope you don't mind, I don't think you can drive when your mind is distracted with the dildo up your ass. Also here, read this and memorize it, those are the answers to some questions you will be ask.

As Janet reads through the paper, she was curious as what that would lead. Answer to what questions, what kind of questions? I was confused. I read the letter and for some odd reamister it seems clear to me as what they were. Janet unaware of where Debi was taking her was too involved on the piece of paper that Debi gave her. A few more minutes and they were at their destination. Janet still looking at the piece of paper handed to her was memorizing it intently.

[Debi] Listen slut look at me.

Janet Raising her eyes look at Debi. She noticed that they were at the bank. Specifically her bank, where she and Alan have their money deposited. All of a sudden, Janet felt her ass tingle. First it has a low vibration, all of a sudden it was getting stronger and stronger. The dildo in her ass was vibrating out loud, that it could be heard in the car. The sound of it was disgusting, it was turning her on and it was getting her wet. Debi Smiled and looked at Janet intently knowing that she was getting a reaction out of this. Janet with all the delight she was feeling was fading in and out of pleasure.

[Debi] So bitch, do you like the way your ass is feeling right now, you want to feel it again and again. Don't you? You love the way it tingles.

[Janet] No it hurts I don't like it in my ass please can I remove it, its very uncomfortable and feels like its ...

[Debi] Listen bitch you like the way it feels and tingles, every time you feel this dildo vibrating in your ass it will make your pussy wet so very wet. Right now it feels like you are about to cuckolds brownie, it hurts but you will enjoy it down the road, you will break to my will and just follow what I say, none of this resentment, no questions soon you will just do it on your own with out me making it a command. You are a tramp and you will always be one

[Janet] No I can't, I won't. Please you have everything now, just leave me alone.

[Debi] I guess I gave you too much of those haves that makes you forget hmmm. For some reamister your brain can't comprehend that I am the one who will say when enough is enough. Oh well in due time you will know that resisting me is or shall I say, resistance is futile <laughing> Alan loves start trek, I bet you heard that before in bed huh?

[Janet] <nodding> yes.

Debi turned the vibrator off. Pulled the control ring out of her pocket and attached it to the car keys, Dei getting out of the car ordered Janet to get out as well.

[Debi] You will ask for your permisteral banker, you will then tell her that you want to transfer my name to your account. We will leave Alan's name on it so they won't suspect anything, we are just merely removing yours, putting me as the designated signer on the account. If they ask why you want to do this, you will inform them I am your permisteral secretary and that you opened a business out of the country and you will be the one running its day to day business. Alan will still be here and since he travels a lot, he will be in Thailand to see you and help with the business. Do you understand this?

[Janet] Why? I can give you the money you want please do not do this.

[Debi] Why? Because I said so and why would I ask you to give me money when I can have it all. Do you understand what I just said slut? I will give that to you as a freebie, question my authority once more and you will make an ass of yourself.

[Janet] Yes, <nodding>

Debi and Janet walked in the bank, Debi whispered in Janet's ears the word which would let her answer to her name "stop", Janet followed what Debi has ask, to ask for her permisteral banker. She tried to resist the command, but her mind and body betrays her. They were asked to sit down as they sat down, Janet felt uncomfortable. The dildo was pushing deeper in her causing some pain. She tried to sit at all angle but it was no use, with tight underwear and pants any position she tried made the dildo push deeper. Debi realized what was happening pushed the button. The Dildo started vibrating, from low hum to high. Janet almost jump in surprised when the dildo came to life, wishing that no one could hear it's humming. The dildo now in full setting was vibrating hard, without any control of herself, she started to get wet as Debi has implied to her in the car, the wetness was seeping making her underwear and pants so wet. The receptionist called them up, as she stood up, she saw her wetness on the chair. It was very visible, she prayed that no one would see it, she hope that the receptionist would not notice it. Debi smiled as she saw Janet's wetness starting to leak from her. She kept the dildo running, while they were transferring her name to the account. The Permisteral banker was giving Janet the odd look as to why she wants this when it was unnecessary. Although the husband is still on the account made the banker get the necessary paper work ready and have both permister sign. The first paper was allowing Debi full control of their asset. The 2nd was to remove her name from the account taking all her responsibility with her and Alan's money. Debi ask Janet for her credit cards to be handed to the banker as to avoid accidentally using it, the banker grabbed Janet's credit card and shredded them. She then went to grab the camera to take Debi's picture for her credit card. She was also handed her own debit card as well as ordering new checks with Alan and her name on it. Janet's name was completely removed from the account.

A few minutes more and they were done in the bank. Debi and Janet were walking out the door. Janet having a hard time walking normal due to the vibrator being turned on for the entire process, she feels her ass was dried up the uncomfortable thing lodged in her ass vibrating, humming this was getting her pussy wet but her ass sore. She was fidgety and has to sway her hips like a cheap hooker wanting to get fuck. Debi saw that and smiled. She turned off the vibrator and reached where her pussy was.

[Debi] Hmmm look at this wetness, you like the feel of being wet don't you? When I say go you will revert back to your normal self and only know yourself as a slut that you are. 'Go." Now bitch lick my hand clean of your filthy juice.

Janet leaning close to Debi licked her hand. When she was done Debi told her to give her wallet to her along with her bag. Debi rummage through her bag looking for everything she could find, including the picture she saw, her drivers license and other credit cards. She was upset as to how Janet looked on her picture always skinny always the Asian built. Debi smiled a sinister smile a plot was brewing, pain is coming, ding-dong the bitch is done. She handed Janet the picture and kept everything else. She liked the bag, it was a very beautiful and expensive bag. She saw a trashcan by the ATM, so she told Janet to go over there and rip the picture to shred and throw it away, Janet complied. On their way to the mall Debi started to get to know more about Janet, she started asking more questions about her specifically.

[Debi] So slut what do you like to do, what do you eat I already know you hate Black guys since they look dirty to you and white guys since they just seems to just play around what else do you do to keep your self in shape?

[Janet] I like to exercise a lot, sometimes I dance a little, recreational at home and I do aerobics. I always eat stir-fry or steamed food, I hate deep fried food. Also I don't eat meat much, usually just stay with vegetable.

By the time Debi was done asking questions, they were at their next stop, the mall. Okay slut get out, as Debi took Janet's purse and put her stuffs in there. She was starting to grab most of Janet's stuff, beginning from her bank account, now her purse. When they first got in the mall, Debi notices a jewelry shop, she then glance down at Janet's finger and almost screamed in pain. How can she be that stupid as to not notice her ring, her wedding ring.

[Debi] Let's sit down for a while. I want to see your ring, remove it from your finger.

Debi was examining the ring, she tried to wear it on her finger but was a tad small. She knew everything about her, from when she was snooping on her bedroom to asking her questions. She even tried some of her nice clothes, eveningwear and all. If it wasn't for this sluts height and skinniness everything would have been perfect but it was just a small difference for her, a little tight here and there but nothing to be worried about, still comfortable enough for me. This ring though, it has to fit perfectly, just perfect.

[Debi] Follow me cunt, stand behind me like the slave that you are and keep your slutty mouth shut.

As Debi walked in the jewelry store a sales associate greeted her. She showed her the ring she has.

[Michelle] Oh wow that is a beautiful wedding ring, 2 carats isn't it?

[Debi] Yes it is, look how clear the diamond is, my husband really went out for me on our day.

As Janet heard those words from Debi, "my husband," she almost cried and yelled for help but couldn't. The command that Debi gave her, made sure that her mouth was sewn shut. She couldn't move at all, all she could do was helplessly stand there like a maid as Debi started to take control of her life as well as her livelihood.

[Debi] Anyway I was hoping if you could resize it for me please, seems to have gained a few that the ring is a little tight already. You know how it is when you are married for 3 years. <This was how long Janet and Alan were married to each other>

[Michelle] sure, let me just get my size rings to size your finger.

As the sales associate size up Debi's finger, Debi, slid her right hand in her purse and pressed a button, turning the vibrator in Janet's ass. Janet surprised by the hum almost tipped over as Debi's smile began widening.

[Michelle] Well you are a size 7 we can certainly do that for you.

[Debi] Also I want it engraved please, put in Alan and Debi Feb 14, 2000.

Janet try as she might, could not move, all she could do was lean on the glass counter as her wetness started to drip from her. She felt like crying but somehow something was stopping this. February 14, 2000 was the day she got married to Alan, it was the happiest day of her life and now it was being taken away from her. Her life as she knew it was being ripped from the pages of her life, page per page.

[Michelle] Well today is Thursday, we will have our engraver here on Saturday and can re-size it up for you tomorrow so you can pick it up on Saturday night if you want.

[Debi] Perfect, we will be here on Saturday. How much is it?

[Michelle] Well we do have a discount with our engraving for wedding bands and since you did not bought the ring here there will be a charge for re-sizing it. That will be $350.00 plus tax please.

Debi handed her 400 in cash, from Janet's purse grabbed the receipt and walked out with Janet behind her. She looked at Janet with a big smile, a happy smile a smile that yells at her "I Got you bitch." Debi started walking in one of the kiosk at the mall that sells cell phones.

[Debi] Do you have a cell phone?

[[Janet] No, Alan ask me to get one but since I am usually at home I told him I don't need it.

[Debi] Well your schedule will be busy for a couple of months so you will need one. By the way you owe me for ring and this phone. Since you do not have any money in your name anymore you will need to find a way to pay me back and I just have the way.

As Debi purchased Janet a cell phone, she went for the expensive one. She bought her camera phone that could send pictures through the net. It cost Debi 200 bucks that in turn were charged to Janet. She started writing in a small pad she found in Janet's purse the amount of money she was using. She wrote down her new number on a piece of paper and told her to memorize it. She saw a store that she wanted to go alone.

[Debi] Okay slut, here is 20 buck, I want you to go to the food court and order 20 dollars worth of food and pig out. You are to order a soda, Pepsi, Coke I don't care but not a diet soda. You will order fries, onion rings, those fried mushroom and a hamburger. You will start to learn how to eat deep fried food bitch. The rest of the change you will buy whatever you see. You will keep on eating until I pick you up do you understand this?

[Janet] Please I will eat anything else you want, but please not fatty food.

[Debi] Oh yeah I forgot you don't like fatty or deep fried food. Hmm well you better start liking them then <laughing>. Oh this is just too sweet.

As Debi started to walk away, Janet seems to start going to where the food court is, with pleading posture for Debi to cancel her command, but to no avail. Debi turned around and stared at Janet walking away as she smiles a few minutes later Janet was out of her sight as she head towards the shop that she saw. An hour later Debi showed up at the food court and was looking for Janet, she saw Janet sitting on her table with wrappers of burgers, food pop all brownietered on the table like the pig that she was. Janet was humiliated to see people staring at her eating like a pig, eating the food like there was no tomorrow, eating it like the food supply of this world was about to be gone. Debi just stared from a distance smiling, she finally decided to sat down next to Janet and looked at her. Mouth full, still chewing her burger Debi smiled with victory written all over it, she finally deiced to turn the vibrator off.

[Debi] I bet you liked that didn't you slut? Vibrator humming at full while you stuffs your bitchy mouth with food

[Janet] No it's disgusting and I can't believe I am eating this cuckolds brownie.

[Debi] Oh you want to eat cuckolds brownie?

[Janet] <Taken aback to what Debi said remembering the cuckolds brownie Debi push down her throat. > No please I am sorry no, I like it, and yes it is tasty.

[Debi] Lying cunt, No matter you will learn your ways in this world. Now lets get down to business shall we? Now why don't you clean this table up since you are done eating I hope, on your way to the trashcan grab me a Pepsi.

As Janet looked at Debi pleading, begging for money to by her the Pepsi she wanted. Debi smirked and tosses Janet a few bucks. As Janet got back and handed her, her Pepsi, Debi signaled her to sit down.

[Debi] Okay, to business. 1st of, you owe me for the ring, this cell phone, the Pepsi and food you gobred up and a whole lot of new wardrobe I bought you. Since you don't have any money to pay me back we need to make arrangements now shouldn't we. How are you going to pay me and all?

[Janet] But I already paid you for all this, when you took my account from me those were my money.

[Debi] Correction I didn't take anything from you, you were the one willing to sign it all to me. Another thing, this was mine to begin with.

Debi tosses the cell phone to Janet.

[Debi] Now for the fun part, you will always have this cell phone constantly charge and turned on, the only time you will turn the cell phone off is if you are with someone who called you, after they are done with you, you will turn the cell phone back on, listen to the messages and call whoever left the 1st message. Regardless of the time, when the phone rings you will answer it. Your greeting will be "this is slutty Janet, my cunts waiting, I want to do anything your hearts desire, what can I do for you?" You will ask when and where and you will meet them at the time and place they say. You will not have an option and you will never ever turn them down. You will do everything and I mean everything they ask you to do. If they call you in the middle of the night you will answer the phone in the middle of the night, if they want you to meet them in the middle of the night, you will meet them anywhere in the middle of the night. If Alan asks where you are going or who was that, then you will just have to think of something to tell him, do you understand this?

Janet trying to say no nodded her head in agreement, her face can show that she didn't want to do it, it shows her disgust with the way Debi was treating her, appalled at how Debi was telling her to act. She tried to plead, but she remembered Debi's words that she will ask 1st guy she sees to fuck her, and fuck her now.

[Debi] You owe me a thousand bucks for our shopping tonight. We'll talk later how you'll pay me. Okay we are done here let's go.

As Debi drove back home, she started to prime Janet some more. Telling her how to act from now on, how to walk and dress. When they go out in public how much make-up she will wear. She was also given a command that whenever she hears Debi's recorded voice it will be treated as her command and she will still follow it no matter what she was doing. As Debi drove in the garage and started closing the door, she was told to completely strip naked. She was to always be naked inside her own house for the next 3 days. The only time she will wear anything, was when she will be going out to work or when she is to escort Debi out. As soon as the garage door closes, Janet started taking her cloths off, even though she tried to stop herself it did not work, her body and mind was following what she heard from Debi. She started wondering, what was going to happen down the road. She was finally done shedding her cloths and was happy to remove the butt plug. She followed Debi to the house. Debi told her to clean the plug and bring it up to her room. When Janet finished cleaning the plug, she went to her room and to her surprised, saw the camera set up facing her bed. Debi looked at Janet and said.

[Debi] The tape has already been loaded in the cam, I need to go someplace for a few hours. When the tape is done, you will put this second tape and continue what I am about to tell you to do. You will only stop when I tell you to stop. If you ran out of tape the 2nd time around here the third tape. I don't think I will be that long but just in case. Now As I instructed you before, when I point a camera to you and I say the magic word, you will be like those porn sluts you saw in the movie this morning. Now for your intro, you will say your full name and your cell phone number and you will invite them to call you if they want what they see. You will repeat this through out the movie.

Debi tosses more toys for Janet to use and some fruits, vegetable as well as a cup.

[Debi] You will use all this in your movie. When you are done with the fruit you will eat it, same with the vegetable insert it in your ass, in your pussy then eat it. The cup is for you to pee. Once you pee in the cup you will take it. I want it all in tape and I will watch it later. You don't want me to be disappointed bitch. Use your creativity, or you will be sorry.

As Debi turned the Camera on and said, slut, Janet's attitude started to change. She looked at the camera and started to talk.

[Janet] Hello my name is Chung Ling but you can call me Janet. My phone number is 425-554-5859 . If you like what you see in this tape, please give me a call at 425-554-5859 I would love to perform for you in permister.

As Janet started her performance Debi left the house and went to Janet's workplace. A few minutes later Debi went in the diner and was asking for Jay. Jay came out with a smug look asking her what she wants. She convinces Jay to go to the corner of the diner to talk. A few hours later Debi stood up smiling, Jay's expression was the same. She heard Jay called the two waitresses, Jay started telling them what Debi has informed him.

Half an hour later Debi was back home. She went directly to the room Janet was performing at. She told Janet to stop what she was doing and to take a bath and make sure that she was very clean. She pulled the tape out and carried the two other downstairs. 2 and half tapes not bad she thought to herself. As she plug it in the VCR and started watching it. A few minutes later Janet came down all clean and still naked. Debi told her to start cooking something nice. As Debi walked out she saw their neighbor washing his car, she decided to walk over there with the tape on hand and talk to him.

[Debi] Hi how are you doing? I am Debi

[Jamister] Hi, I am doing well, Jamister here. <Shaking Debi's hand. > So I see you are staying with Alan and Janet's. How did you know them?

[Debi] Alan is an old friend and Janet was nice enough to allow me to stay with them for a while.

[Jamister] Your kidding right? The ice bitch allowed you to stay? Sorry but I met her and she is a bitch. Never met anyone who is so unfriendly.

[Debi] Really are you sure, cause Janet is a very friendly woman once you get to know her. Hmm, seems like you live alone. Tell you what why don't you come by tonight for dinner so you can meet the real Janet.

[Jamister] No I'll pass, it's not worth my time.

[Debi] Well I can't power you to drop by if you don't want to, maybe you won't mind checking this tape out for me then. It's an old movie I made and I need feed back before I give it to my instructor, if you don't mind?

[Jamister] Sure no problem, it may take a while but I'll watch it and give it back to you tonight then.

As Debi gave Jamister a convincing smile, she walked away with glitter in her eyes. Jamister agreed to watch the tape, a neighbor someone who hates Janet someone who will make sure she gets what she deserves. Debi started walking, looked back at Jamister and smiled. As she walked in the house the phone started ringing. As she has commanded before Janet did not answer the phone. As Debi picked up, Alan's voice came over the receiver.

[Alan] Hello?

[Debi] Alan? Hey how is Japan? How long are you going to stay over there?

[Alan] Hey Debi, its great over here weather has been awesome. I'll probably be over here for a couple of more days, planning to be back home by Tuesday. Is Janet home?

[Debi] Sorry, kiddo she went to work seems weird that she usually works those long hours. She left this morning to work and I haven't seen her.

[Alan] I know the place is 24 hours, but she hates working there that late. Something must have change and she's just helping out, oh well can please tell her that I called and I miss her.

[Debi] Okay, well we'll see you Tuesday then. Bye.

As they hang up, Janet saw the smile in Debi's face. She told Janet that that was Alan on the phone and mentioned to her what Alan had said and did not hold back. A few minutes later Debi started eating, she started dropping some food on the floor and ordered Janet to eat it, like a dog that she is. Janet kneeling, started nibbling on the food with her tongue and mouth, she was ordered not to use her hand. Debi would occasionally chew on something and spit it out for Janet to eat, just to let her know what her place is in her home.

[Debi] Are you thirsty bitch?

[Janet] Yes, I am.

Debi stood up and pulled her pants and thong down squatted and started peeing on the floor. She then ordered Janet to lick her clean and to start licking the floor clean. When they were done, Debi ordered Janet to clean up, brush her teeth and wash up once more. Once Janet started coming down, to her horror, her cell phone started ringing. Debi's smile was from ear to ear knowing that Jamister must have already seen the video she handed him, Janet's thoughts started to run, who would know her cell phone, who could have known this fast? As she pick up her cell phone the first thing that came out of her mouth was

[Janet] This is slutty Janet, my cunts waiting, I want to do anything your hearts desire, what can I do for you?

Horror filled Janet's face, she does not have any control as to what she says, its just automatically comes out of her mouth, she does not know what to expect or who this guy is. A voice form the other end started laughing, and started by you must be fucking me this is real?

[Jamister] Well hello bitch, this is Jamister your neighbor. I saw your tape and I was very intrigued. I thought it was a joke at first but seems like its for real. Put Debi on the phone.

As Janet her body shaking gave the phone to Debi, Debi started a big smile and stared at Janet intently.

[Debi] This is Debi.

[Jamister] So what's in it for you, giving me this tape and this power towards that bitch?

[Debi] I thought you might like that, she stole Alan from me, and now its payback. Just do me a small favor, no one knows I gave you the tape you can make copies give it to your friend I don't care, I just need you to humiliate this bitch do whatever you want to her, no strings attach everything is a free game, understand love. Do whatever you want to do, just as long as there are no marks on her, anything else is open game, gang bang, haves anything you can imagine, and do we have a deal.

[Jamister] Deal. Give the phone back to that slut.

[Debi] Oh and another thing {Debi stood up and was walking away from Janet so that Janet could not hear what she was telling Jamister. 10 minutes later she saw Debi walking back to where she was and heard} she will do anything you want her to do so make sure you tape it all for me okay?

[Jamister] Baby, you got yourself a fucking deal.

As Debi handed the phone to Janet, Janet's heart started racing. She never liked Jamister, because of his loud music, the late parties and the way he looks at her like a hungry dog waiting for a bone to be dropped from the table.

[Jamister] Hello Janet, I want you to be at my home wearing a tank top and a short skirt and nothing else. I want you to walk barefoot and slowly up to my doorstep. You have half an hour, I'll see you then.

Janet told Debi what Jamister wanted, Debi just smiled and went upstairs. Janet still clutching her cell phone started to go upstairs, she grabbed a tank top and her short skirt that Debi bought at the mall and wore it. She did not wear a bra or underwear. With her large nipples, it was like a tent with the tank top that she wore. The dark round protruding nipples were begging to be covered, but she stood straight pushing them out more. A few minutes more, she started walking towards Jamister's home. Slowly, shaking her ass like how Debi taught her to walk. The mini skirt was starting to ride her thighs, moving up and the cold air makes her nipples stand out more. Finally she reached Jamister's porch, it seems like eternity from the time she left her home to get here. She wished, hope that no one saw her that no one notices what she was wearing and where she was going. She pressed the doorbell, no one answered. She tried again for 5 minutes she was standing outside Jamister's home looking like a whore a few more minutes and she heard Jamister yelling for her to come in. As she walked in the house, she heard Jamister yelling at her to lock the door and to lock the deadbolt also. When she was done she was told to sit down in the sofa in the living room. As she sat down, she could tell that her pussy was showing. The cold air reminded her that she was not wearing any underwear at the request of Jamister.

[Jamister] Well hello there bitch. I love what you are wearing just about right for the places that we are going. From what your video says, your willing to do anything so I guess this is the proof if what you say is true then.

[Janet] Please, there must be some mistake, that wasn't me, I mean its not what I want, what I meant was...

[Jamister] Shut up slut, I can tell, that was you in the video. Plus you answered your phone, and you are here at my request wearing what I want you to wear. Seems like that's you isn't it? Anyway turn your cell phone off I don't want to be disturb, then start taking your clothes off and stand by the fireplace.

As Janet followed Jamister's instruction, shedding her clothes she then proceed to the fireplace and stood there. Jamister started taking picture of Janet's naked body. She was asked to pose seductively and provocatively. She was then video taped by Jamister, playing with herself and begging Jamister to fuck her. Jamister could see that Janet was getting hot and turn on, he then mentioned for her to stop. Jamister threw her clothes back to her and a 5-inch heel boots to wear. After wearing it, Jamister told Janet that she owes him for lending her the boots. Janet tried to argue but she knew what that would lead to, she wore the boots and her clothes and was waiting for her next command. She was told to play with herself and to always beg Jamister to fuck her, and that she will be his obedient fuck slave if he fucks her, she was told not to stop until as such time as he commanded her to stop. Janet lay next to the fire and started playing with herself, moaning and begging for Jamister to fuck her. Jamister went to the next room while his video camera was still taping Janet playing with herself begging him to fuck her. A few minutes more Jamister told her o stop.

[Jamister] Okay bitch, this is what you are going to say on camera. You will beg me to fuck you, because Alan does not do the job. He does not tickle you anymore. You will beg me to fuck you and always say that I am better than your husband, that you always want me more than your husband.

After telling Janet to say those, he added a few more adlib for Janet to say while on cam, at the request of Debi, he has asked Janet to say what Janet wouldn't say in a million years.

[Janet] Please Jamister, fuck me. I will do anything you say, I will be your fuck slave just please fuck me now. Alan does not do it for me anymore, He can't make me cum anymore please fuck me, and I want to feel you're cum in my pussy.

Jamister was smiling as Janet kept on repeating those words, as she plays with herself. Jamister knelt next to Janet and started sucking on her breast, while his hand started massaging her pussy, a few minutes more and Jamister mounted Janet. He thrust his cock in her waiting wet pussy, Jamister was fucking her hard and fast. Janet moaning out loud muttering words that Jamister's cam was able to pick up. As much as she doesn't want to say it, nor believe what she was saying she has no choice but to follow Jamister's orders.

[Janet] Oh god, yeah fuck me hard, faster, god you are better than my husband, bigger yeah ooh fuck my slutty pussy. Yeah fuck that pussy harder ooohh.

Jamister was smiling at what's coming out of Janet's mouth. He couldn't believe that he was fucking this bitch, he couldn't believe how tight this Asian pussy was. He could feel his closeness, he was about to erupt, and he stopped as Debi has asked. Make Janet beg for you to cum in her was Debi's request. Janet was moaning trying to lock her legs around Jamister's waist wanting him to continue what he was doing like the slut that she was. Please fuck me don't stop could be heard coming out of her mouth. Jamister was not moving, he was just looking as Janet's expression, her angelic beautiful Asian face was making him harder, but as he promised he was waiting for the key word from Janet. Janet opened her eyes and saw Jamister just staring at her with a smile, Janet hot, horny and wanting to cum had that pleading look on her face. Finally she broke down and whispered, but Jamister stood his ground and told her louder. As Janet tried to muster those words once more, Jamister mentioned that he couldn't hear her to speak louder.

[Janet] please Jamister, fuck me some more, cum in my pussy please I want to feel your hot cum filling my pussy, my slutty cunt. Please Jamister.

Jamister stood his ground, just looking at Janet's pleading face. He could see the sincerity on her face begging her to cum in her cunt. But he just knelt there with the head of his cock slightly in her pussy. When Janet tried to slide herself to have Jamister's cock in her, Jamister would slide move, making just the head halfway in her waiting cunt, and then finally what he was waiting for, what Debi told him would happen, he could not believe it but without powering her to say it, nor coach her Janet mentioned something that made him smile, smile like the devil with his twisted plan being followed.

[Janet] Please Jamister, fill my cunt with your cum and I will do anything you want, just please fill me with your hot juice please.

[Jamister] Really? You will do anything I want you to do. What if your just lying to me, what if you just want my hot sperm in there for your pleasure and then go back on your word what then?

[Janet] I don't lie, please just cum in my cunt and I will do anything you want just please fuck me and fill my pussy, please.

Jamister, not moving looking at Janet intently, if she could cry she would have begging him but whatever those have that Debi gave her made her tears disappear. She was so horny that even she could not believe she was saying those words. Debi never trained her to say those words, Jamister never told her to say those words and those came out of her mouth, on her own choice.

[Jamister] Did Debi told you to say those words, that you will do anything for me to fill your pussy with my hot juice?

Janet, unaware that the camera was aimed at her said and still filming her said

[Janet] No, Debi has nothing to do with it begging you to cum in me. Please just fuck me and cum in my pussy and I will do anything you want. You never even told me to do it, it all came from my mouth my filthy fucking mouth. You made me so horny just please Jamister, please cum in my cunt.

[Jamister] So Debi did not tell you to say those words, they came straight from you, interesting what a little good fucking can make you do huh. Well I want to put this to the test then, I want you to kneel in front of me and start playing with yourself, I want you to put 2 finger in your pussy thrusting it in and out fast and hard as you suck my cock. I want you to put it all in your mouth that your nose is smelling my pube. I want you to do it without using your hand, your one free hand I want it playing with your breast, pinching your nipples pulling them out and caressing your breast.

As Jamister stood up, Janet followed by kneeling in front of Jamister and started to insert 2 fingers in her pussy, thrusting it in and out fast and hard as Jamister requested, with her left hand, she then grabbed her left breast and started squeezing it grabbing her nipples and pinching and pulling it away from her body. She started licking the slit in Jamister's cock and started sucking on its head, as she suck her tongue was tickling its hole, Jamister never felt this good before. In his mind Alan was lucky to have someone who can give head this good. Janet never has anything big in her mouth before, she never had anything go in her mouth deep through her throat. Alan's cock being Asian has been above average by Asian standards, he has always let her suck him up to the point she could, up to what her mouth could fit never down her throat. She always feels like chocking every time she tried to deep throat Alan and now with Jamister's erect cock measuring to what seems like eight inches in length and a good size in diameter she doesn't know what to do when she start chocking. But now, Jamister has asked her to do it, She was not sure how to handle it or what to do, all she knew was that she needs to do it so Jamister could fuck her and fill her up with his hot jism. All she knows is she needs Jamister's hard cock in her empty pussy and his hot juice to make her cum. Janet got Jamister's head in his mouth, she was starting to go further down his shaft, every time she felt like chocking she'll pull out a little and then go further down. Jamister let her work on her own pace, a few more minutes and Janet's goal was almost reached. Her nose was close enough to start smelling Jamister's pubic region, finally she was there she has all of Jamister cock in her mouth, her slutty mouth and she can feel the tightness in her throat, Jamister was in heaven, he never felt this way before, he usually gets blowjob from his one niters but never like this, not from an Asian slut, not someone as good as this Asian bitch. In his mind he knew he scored, he hit a goldmine with this slut. He can feel his hot juice about to erupt, Janet could feel Jamister's cock hardening more, she knows from having to have sex with Alan that every time his cock gets harder, he was ready to cum, Janet, with fingers still in her pussy and hand on her breast started to slide Jamister cock out of her mouth. Before she could get all of Jamister's cock out of her mouth, Jamister grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in fast and hard. Janet with both hands busy in her pussy and breast, while still kneeling lost her balance form the way Jamister pulled her, she slammed hard in Jamister lower abdomen and his cock slide hard in her throat. She couldn't get her balance enough to try to pull away, the way she was angling she couldn't even get her finger out of her pussy and Jamister's legs was pinning her other hand mashing her breast. A few minutes more and Jamister shot his load in Janet's throat, Janet felt a thick coat all over her throat she started coughing and whimpering she wanted those hot cum in her pussy, she never tasted cum before, she always pull out when Alan usually warns her when he was close to Cumming and she will quickly stop and put on a condom on him and ride him till he cums. This was her first experience tasting it, Jamister's cum was the first to coat her throat, she hated how it taste, she tried to spit it out, but Jamister's cock was lodge in her throat she couldn't get enough power to get it out, her hand still pinned between Jamister's leg and her own breast, her other hand was still in her pussy while her legs were awkwardly tangled to each other powering her hand to be stuck in her pussy. A few minutes and she started swallowing Jamister's cum and Jamister slowly eased his grip on her head and slowly removed his cock from Janet's mouth. Janet kneeling was able to take her hand from in between her legs and her breast prop up on the floor, coughing. In between breaths and coughs she looked at Jamister and said:

[Janet] You promised if I do anything for you, you will cum in my cunt?

[Jamister] Wait, wait, wait. I didn't promise you anything I was going to shoot my load in your cunt, I said I wanted to see if you are going to do what I tell you to do, which you somewhat did but as I recall I never did told you to take your mouth of my cock but you started too, which led me to believe that you are lying to me. Have to admit though, you are one mean cocksucker, do you want my cock in your pussy, Cumming in your cunt huh bitch?

[Janet] Yes, please I want so bad.

[Jamister] Then you will have to do what I say to the T. You will do what I tell you and I don't want to hear any back talk. When I say do it you will do it, do I make myself clear?

[Janet] Yes.

[Jamister] I want to put this to the test, see what kind of a lying bitch you are. Then we'll see if I will reward you with my hot jism. Dress up bitch we are going out.

PHASE II (ending)

As Jamister stood up, Janet followed by kneeling in front of Jamister and started to insert 2 fingers in her pussy, thrusting it in and out fast and hard as Jamister requested, with her left hand, she then grabbed her left breast and started squeezing it grabbing her nipples and pinching and pulling it away from her body. She started licking the slit in Jamister's cock and started sucking on its head, as she suck her tongue was tickling its hole, Jamister never felt this good before. In his mind Alan was lucky to have someone who can give head this good. Janet never has anything big in her mouth before, she never had anything go in her mouth deep through her throat. Alan's cock being Asian has been above average by Asian standards, he has always let her suck him up to the point she could, up to what her mouth could fit never down her throat. She always feels like chocking every time she tried to deep throat Alan and now with Jamister's erect cock measuring to what seems like eight inches in length and a good size in diameter she doesn't know what to do when she start chocking. But now, Jamister has asked her to do it, She was not sure how to handle it or what to do, all she knew was that she needs to do it so Jamister could fuck her and fill her up with his hot jism. All she knows is she needs Jamister's hard cock in her empty pussy and his hot juice to make her cum. Janet got Jamister's head in his mouth, she was starting to go further down his shaft, every time she felt like chocking she'll pull out a little and then go further down. Jamister let her work on her own pace, a few more minutes and Janet's goal was almost reached. Her nose was close enough to start smelling Jamister's pubic region, finally she was there she has all of Jamister cock in her mouth, her slutty mouth and she can feel the tightness in her throat, Jamister was in heaven, he never felt this way before, he usually gets blowjob from his one niters but never like this, not from an Asian slut, not someone as good as this Asian bitch. In his mind he knew he scored, he hit a goldmine with this slut. He can feel his hot juice about to erupt, Janet could feel Jamister's cock hardening more, she knows from having to have sex with Alan that every time his cock gets harder, he was ready to cum, Janet, with fingers still in her pussy and hand on her breast started to slide Jamister cock out of her mouth. Before she could get all of Jamister's cock out of her mouth, Jamister grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in fast and hard. Janet with both hands busy in her pussy and breast, while still kneeling lost her balance form the way Jamister pulled her, she slammed hard in Jamister lower abdomen and his cock slide hard in her throat. She couldn't get her balance enough to try to pull away, the way she was angling she couldn't even get her finger out of her pussy and Jamister's legs was pinning her other hand mashing her breast. A few minutes more and Jamister shot his load in Janet's throat, Janet felt a thick coat all over her throat she started coughing and whimpering she wanted those hot cum in her pussy, she never tasted cum before, she always pull out when Alan usually warns her when he was close to Cumming and she will quickly stop and put on a condom on him and ride him till he cums. This was her first experience tasting it, Jamister's cum was the first to coat her throat, she hated how it taste, she tried to spit it out, but Jamister's cock was lodge in her throat she couldn't get enough power to get it out, her hand still pinned between Jamister's leg and her own breast, her other hand was still in her pussy while her legs were awkwardly tangled to each other powering her hand to be stuck in her pussy. A few minutes and she started swallowing Jamister's cum and Jamister slowly eased his grip on her head and slowly removed his cock from Janet's mouth. Janet kneeling was able to take her hand from in between her legs and her breast prop up on the floor, coughing. In between breaths and coughs she looked at Jamister and said:

[Janet] You promised if I do anything for you, you will cum in my cunt?

[Jamister] Wait, wait, wait. I didn't promise you anything I was going to shoot my load in your cunt, I said I wanted to see if you are going to do what I tell you to do, which you somewhat did but as I recall I never did told you to take your mouth of my cock but you started too, which led me to believe that you are lying to me. Have to admit though, you are one mean cocksucker, do you want my cock in your pussy, Cumming in your cunt huh bitch?

[Janet] Yes, please I want so bad.

[Jamister] Then you will have to do what I say to the T. You will do what I tell you and I don't want to hear any back talk. When I say do it you will do it, do I make myself clear?

[Janet] Yes.

[Jamister] I want to put this to the test, see what kind of a lying bitch you are. Then we'll see if I will reward you with my hot jism. Dress up bitch we are going out.


PHASE III

As Jamister stood up, Janet followed she grabbed her tank top and her short skirt and put it on. She then went to where Jamister put the boots he was lending her. She wore the 5-inch boots and then stood up. She saw her reflection, with the tight tank top, her protruding breast, her mini skirt that shows her ass and the 5 inch boots, it made her look like a cheap whore. Jamister came out of the room dressed nicely, while here she was dressed like a prostitute that he picked up down at 5th Avenue. Jamister's smile was from ear to ear, he liked what he sees, and he never imagined how sexy Janet was.

[Jamister] Hmm, I love what I see, very nice, very nice indeed I like especially the boots the "I want to fuck you" heels adds to your looks, very impressive. You do like to look this way don't you Janet.

Knowing that she needs Jamister's cock in her pussy, the promised she made to do anything he wants, she was humiliated to answer the question, nevertheless she nodded her head. Jamister was not satisfied with her nod, and repeated the question to her, this time with a hint of threat to his tone.

[Janet] Yes, yes I do like to look this way. Especially for you, I will do anything, wear anything for you, just please fill my pussy with your hot cum.

[Jamister] In due time bitch, you have to prove to me that you really are willing to do anything I say. By the way, if you ever let me repeat what ever I tell you to do, the deal is off and you will end up regretting it, do I make myself clear?

[Janet] Yes.

As Jamister lead the way to the garage Janet followed, As Janet tried to walk with 5-inch heel she almost trip twice. She was not use to wearing high heels, Jamister made a comment that he needed to tell what he found out about her not use to wearing high heels to Debi. He asks Janet about the feeling of wearing heels and was retorted back that she never wore more than 2 inches. The boots that she was wearing made it harder to hide her visible cheeks, if she would tilt just a little bit forward, anyone can see her ass and if she would spread her legs for sure they could see her pussy. As she sat in the car, she couldn't help but noticed that her pussy was showing. No matter how she tried to sit and adjust herself, her lips were very visible. Jamister knew this and was smiling like there was no tomorrow. She was glad that it was dark outside, Janet wouldn't know what to do if the other neighbors were to see her dressed like a slut and is riding in Jamister's car. Jamister opened the garage door. He saw that the sky was clear and the night air a little chili but not cold enough, Jamister decided to add a little spice in Janet's little life. As Jamister went in the car, he pressed a button, which gave Janet's heart a little jump-start. She kept saying please no, oh god please no but it fell on deaf ears. She looked up and started to see the garage lights, Jamister's car she thought to herself, Jamister's car was a convertible. As the roof in Jamister's car starts to fold Janet suddenly feels expose where anyone can easily see her. She started praying softly in her dialect that no one was out on the street where she could be seen in Jamister's car. What would her neighbors say when they see her dress like a whore in another man's car. Jamister slowly back the car out of his garage, going as slow as could be. Janet just kept her head low praying in her language. Jamister notices this and looked at her with his devilish grin.

[Jamister] Janet, don't be shy you have an awesome body and a beautiful face I think everyone should see just how gorgeous you are. Now why don't you sit up straight and please keep your head high. If I ever see you start avoiding looking people in their eyes or at them I will need to punish you even more and please when you look at people be sure to smile, that I want to fuck you smile ok? Oh by the way stop fidgeting in your sit or I'll have you remove your skirt altogether.

As Janet started to sit up straight and lifting her head she stopped moving around her sit to conceal her pussy, she could see the garage door coming down. She was wondering why Jamister has not back out of his driveway yet. Seemingly Jamister knew what Janet was thinking said

[Jamister] Well if you are wondering why I am just parked here, I have to make sure that the garage door is completely close, don't want anyone coming in my home without me being here, now do we. I seem to remember Alan always does that when you guys go out.

As the garage door finally closed completely Jamister started backing out once again, Janet from her seat looking left and right, as if her prayers was answered the street was completely empty, she hope that no one gazed out their window seeing her with Jamister. As Jamister started to drive he took the long way around their compound the scenic route as he mentioned to Janet. A few minutes more and they were close to the city street, with all the stoplights, cars and lots of people crossing the streets walking about. A few minutes more as Jamister made a right turn they were at the main streets and Jamister broke the silence between both of them.

[Jamister] Well would you look at how busy this street is? At this time of the night you would think it would be a little less crowded. Anyway sorry Hon, I was hoping that I could give you a little privacy but I guess not.

Jamister pulled over to one of the sex shop close by their place. She knew this store was here and it was only 10 minutes away from where they live. She started hoping that no one could see her. Her heart stopped as Jamister opened his door and went down, he circled his car and went to where Janet was, leaned forward and whispered in her ear.

[Jamister] Okay slut, this is how we will play this game. You will only answer yes, to any questions that I ask you. If I asked you a question that will require other answers, I suggest you answer them whatever you want Hon and quickly. Any other answer and you will be regretting it. Do I make myself clear?

[Janet] <Nodding> Yes.

Jamister opened the door for Janet, Janet having a hard time getting out, set her hand by the door and pushed herself up and out of the car. Jamister slammed the car door and motioned for Janet to walk inside the store. She usually walks this street with Alan, she was hoping that no one would recognize her. As Jamister opened the door Janet walked in first. The man that works there greeted Janet, as she walks in. Jamister seemingly knows the man shook his hand and exchange pleasantries. He could hear Jamister mentioning her name to the clerk. Jamister motioned her to come close to him. As She approach, Jamister gently put his arm at Janet's waist.

[Jamister] Janet I want you to meet Mark, he is the owner of this place. Mark this is Janet my neighbor.

As Janet heard, Jamister mentioned neighbor, she started shaking, the fear that Mark would know where she leaves or who she was scared her.

[Mark] I remember her, isn't she that snotty Asian bitch who yelled for us to keep it down?

[Jamister] Yup she's the one.

Janet trying not to gaze down kept her eyes on both Mark and Jamister, smirking Jamister motioned for her to look at some dildos and clothing while he talks to Mark at the back office. He also instructed Janet to help anyone that comes in and to call mark when they are ready to pay. As Jamister and Mark walked at the back office, Jamister turned around and glanced at Janet, satisfied that she was looking at the dildo's and clothing he slowly closed the door in the back office.

[Jamister] Dude, just keep your mouth shut and listen. What we have here is sweet no strings attach, just follow some simple rules and we are in fuck heaven. Here take this (Jamister handing the tape to Mark) Watch it, then when you are done make some copies and put it in your rental space. Another thing make sure it gets circulated to whoever you know that would like some Asian pussy.

[Mark] I don't know man, Alan is a cool guy I don't want to fuck him over. I would like to fuck his wife though never knew that bitch is this hot.

Jamister cut him of and explained to him what was happening. Jamister left out the part about Debi, all he said was some supernatural powers were involved and that they better take advantage of it since they don't know when it will be over.

[Jamister] So just sit back enjoy and have fun the shows about to start.

After Mark inserted the tape to be copied, they both went out of the room, Jamister saw Janet looking at some underwear.

[Jamister] Janet you won't need those why don't you get a dildo you can play with. My treat I want you to get something bigger than what you have.

Janet embarrassed walked next to the shelf where the dildos are located. She then grabbed one, Jamister saw what she grabbed and walked right behind her. He grabbed the bag containing the dildo and returned it to the shelf. He then reached up and grabbed a larger one for her to play with. Janet smiled and grabbed the dildo from Jamister, Jamister nodded for her to hand it to Mark at the counter. Mark with mouth wide open just looked in astonishment. He couldn't believe what he just saw. The door opened and a customer walked in. Jamister scooted next to Mark and smiled, he leaned over and whispered for Mark to just shut up. The Customer was looking for something nice for his wife, when he grabbed a sheer lingerie, he went to Mark and asked if this was a fit all size kind. Jamister interjected and asked the man what size was his wife. The customer couldn't answer him directly, Jamister pointed to Janet and asked if his wife was almost if not the same size as Janet. The man nodded and answered hesitantly. Mark could feel that the man was embarrassed and was not really that familiar with his wife's body. Jamister called Janet to come closer so that the man could see her. Janet complied and was walking with a dildo in one hand. She was embarrassed to see this customer but as Jamister told her, she was to look at the eyes of whomever she meets and smile.

[Jamister] Sir, do you think your wife is the same size as her?

[Customer] I think so, probably I little on the heavier side compare to her.

[Jamister] That'll be fine since these are stretchable it will cling to her perfectly then. Tell you what, this lingerie is 49.99, I'll have my girlfriend here model it for you and you can decide if you want to buy this for your wife.

The customer smiled and looked away from Janet, Jamister looked at Janet and winked at her, hinting to convinced the man to let he model it.

[Janet] I wouldn't mind trying this out for you sir, if you would like just so you know that its what you want for your wife.

The customer looked at her face, Janet who was starting to blush with dildo on one hand and her nipples poking through her shirt looked at the man's eyes and smiled that flirt smile, somewhat biting her tongue at the tip. The man smiled and was starting to get aroused, Jamister noticed the bulge in the man's pants starting to form and smiled. He whispered to Mark to press the recording and to switch the electronic lock on the door. Mark pressed a button to lock the door, which turned the open light off. He then pressed another button and the camera in the room started recording the events that was transpiring. Jamister moved next to the man and grabbed the lingerie. He then handed it to Janet and told her to try this on for him. Janet grabbed the lingerie and started to turn around and walk to the dressing room, when Jamister stopped her. Janet turned around and looked at Jamister pleading. Janet knew what Jamister wanted to happen, and she was begging him from the way she looked at him. Jamister smiled and whispered in ear.

[Jamister] Remember your promise to me, you will do anything I want. Remember those words? Now I want you to make this sale, he better buy this lingerie for his wife or else...

Janet nodded she turned around and was about to pull her shirt up when Jamister stopped her again and ordered her to turn around and face the customer. Not having a choice Janet turned and faced all three men in the store. The man acted very nervous and was looking at the door, afraid that someone might just walk in and see him. Unbeknownst to Janet Jamister knew the man and had made this arrangement.

[Jamister] Don't worry sir, the glass are tinted so no one can see us, plus the door is close so you can have the privacy you are having now. After all we want you to feel comfortable buying this for your wife.

Jamister gave the signal for Janet to start changing. Janet started to pull her shirt off, her breast hanging perkily her dark nipples erect, she then started to lower her skirt down to her thighs and let it drop to her ankles. Her shaven pussy was sight for the three men. The customer was starting to show his bulge and Jamister could tell that he was getting excite. He turn to Mark and saw his jaw drop. He chuckled and elbowed Mark to let him shut his mouth. Jamister winked at Mark and made sure that he remains a third party observer. Janet was now wearing the lingerie. Her beautiful body accentuates the lingerie for the customer. As Jamister stood close to the man, he asked him if it was what he wanted. Jamister then looked at Janet giving him the signal to make sure that the customer buys it. Janet turning red from embarrassment started to walk close to the customer to have him inspect the lingerie. She grabbed his hand and started to let it run through her body.

[Janet] Doesn't the fabric feel good in your hand? When your wife wears this, and you do this, it will turn her on.

Janet remembering the porno movies she saw turned around and let her back rest on the customer's body, she then started to guide the customer's hand through her body. The customer starting to get aroused and excited he started to let his hand touch more than the fabric on Janet's body slipping his hands on Janet's bare breast and squeezing. Janet getting aroused more quickly turned around and started rubbing her breast on the customers chest, as the customers hands started grabbing Janet's butt Jamister saw this and acts on it, he went behind the customer back and signaled for Janet to give him a blowjob. Janet eyes went wide started to say no but she saw the glare that Jamister gave her and knew what that meant for her. Slowly she started to kneel in front of the man and grabbed his crotch. The guy was shocked and was about to back up when Janet started rubbing her lips and nose on his crotch, feeling good, the man stopped and just stood there with his bulge. Janet trying not to disappoint Jamister started to unzip the guy's pants. Jamister looking at mark nodded his head and looked at the few cameras' aiming towards Janet giving a stranger a blowjob. The customer's pants fell to the floor only his boxers were separating him away from Janet's mouth and his cock. Janet grabbed his shorts and pulled it down fast, like a hungry dog wanting her bone. Janet started massaging his balls and a few minutes more was starting to lick the tip of his cock. The customers started to close his eyes and enjoy the moist tongue of Janet. Mark could not believe his eyes, as Jamister grabbed a camera and started taking pictures of Janet sucking on another man's cock. He was directing Janet asking her to open her eyes and look at the camera and smile as she licks the customer's cock. Janet couldn't say no, as she look at the camera smiling Jamister takes a shot of it. A few minutes more and Janet could feel the customers cock hardening. She knew just like Jamister and Alan that he was about to cum. Jamister told her to better not spill. Janet with no other choice sucked the customer's cock to the hilt and started swallowing his cum. Jamister was proud of her and told her to stand up. She then introduced her to the customer.

[Jamister] I told you man I'll find you someone to suck your cock, isn't she a good cocksucker. Janet this is John, John this is Janet my slutty neighbor.

Janet was embarrassed to be introduced the way Jamister did, but she did not have any choice. Janet was asked to start putting her clothes on when Jamister, John and Mark walked in the back room. The tape was done Mark was able to record 6 copies of the tape at once. Jamister told him to put in his rental space and handed a copy to Mark and John. Jamister then mentioned to start spreading the tape out.

[Mark] Man, this is awesome, how did it feel John, did you enjoy it? Was it good?

[John] Man it was one of the best blowjob I ever had she is awesome man.

[Mark] Dude I want to fuck her, when can we do it, I want her now.

[Jamister] Now if you want man. Do you want her to beg you to fuck her she'll do it man. Just make sure you are recording so just in case this divine intervention runs out we still have the ace up our sleeves. On second thought, lets set up a camera out there and tape it straight out so we wouldn't need to re-direct her, just one instruction and all 3 of us can enjoy her. Hey John can you get some more out of yours,

[John] Fuck, hell yeah someone as hot as she is, you don't need to convince me man, and my partner and I'll be ready.

As the 3 men came out of the room they saw Janet just sitting by the counter waiting for Jamister to come out. As soon as Janet saw Jamister out, she stood up. Jamister immediately put his hand out to stop Janet from Standing. John and Mark then grabbed something from the cabinet and to Janet's surprised looks like a tripod and video camera. She kept on whimpering no, and Jamister heard this. He turned around and smiled. Unknown to Jamister, Janet was given an order by Debi how to act when a camera was focused on her, she was going to be like those Porno whores she's been watching. Jamister ordered Janet that he wanted to see on the camera Janet begging to be fucked. Janet almost pleading and sobbing held her mouth.

[John] Hey, Mark where are your condoms man?

Janet knew what would happen if they wore condoms, she then leaned to Jamister and whispered quickly that she prefers no condoms. Jamister looked at her, and smiled.

[Jamister] Now, now. We can't get you pregnant now, that wouldn't be good for us now is it?

Janet had to think of something quick and the only thing she could think of was...

[Janet] Jamister, I'm on the pill. Why do you think Alan likes fucking me? You guys are safe I won't get pregnant and you know I am clean being with Alan, is the only one who has been fucking me. Please Jamister, no condoms.

Jamister, believing Janet ordered his friends not to worry about it. The 2 looked at Jamister quizzically but then agreed. They both have not tried going bare with someone else, but they knew she was clean and Jamister did brought this good fuck to them so he knows what he is doing. Janet sighed briefly but knew she will need to deal with it later.

The camera was set up and everything was ready, Mark was the helm about to start the camera, as he pressed the button, the red light came up and Janet was no longer Janet, she was entranced to be who she was supposed to be when the camera was turned on when the red light was on. She played it as how Debi told her and how Jamister wanted her to be. She then looked at the 3 guys and started her new role.

She looked at all three of them facing the camera, her left hand she started playing with her breast as the movies has depicted, her right rubbing her clit, soaring through her body seductively, her mind was on fire, it wasn't her but the way her body acted on itself she couldn't stop herself. The more she tried to stop herself the more she realized that it was worthless, she couldn't. She couldn't stop herself from becoming a slut. She then looked at the camera, with a big smile and tilted her head winked at the 3 guys and started to insert her finger in her pussy, she closed her eyes, and parted her lips as she thrust her finger in and out of her went cunt. A few second more and that finger was in her mouth sucking at her own juice. The three guys just looked at her dumbfounded. She then took her finger out of her mouth and started to speak facing the cam, facing the guys.

[Janet] Please come fuck me. Please Jamister, fuck me now. Mark, John come here and taste me my wetness come her and fuck me please.

As Janet was begging the three guys, her finger found their way to her wet pussy she was rubbing her clit. She started to sit down and bend backwards as she spread her legs to show the guys that she was wet and wanting. Her head touching the floor, her back arched leaving her ass and her shoulder just touching the floor, a leg wide spread showing the camera and guys her open wide pussy. As her finger rub her clit, she often inserted 2 finger in her pussy and thrust it in and out, a few thrust later she pulled it out and hungrily slurp at her own juice. She then laid her back flat on the ground, perched her left elbow and pushed herself up, She then spread her legs even more and let her right hand play at her wet cunt. She looked at the guys and begs once again as she quicken her pace her hand thrusting in and out in her pussy.

Deep inside Janet's mind, she was so aroused and so turned on that even if she wanted to stop herself she couldn't. She didn't even try anymore all she wanted was to be able to cum, her cunt was begging to be filled, begging to be fucked begging to release.

[Janet] {Looking at the camera and the guys} Please Jamister come fuck me now please fuck me, please.

[Jamister] {Holding the 2 guys on at his side, quips} What about your husband, what about Alan, what will happen if he finds out? We all will get in trouble. I think we should take you home now Janet I don't think this is right maybe I should bring you back home.

The 2 guys looked at Jamister quizzically but before they can interject...

[Janet] No, please just fuck me now he doesn't need to know. I won't tell him please just fuck me please just fuck me now.

Jamister still holding his friends back, as Janet saw this she knew she wasn't begging right. She doesn't know what else to say she pleaded as she could but for some reamister Jamister wanted more. More offense for her, more rope to hung herself with the video running more evidence of her degradation to herself and possibly...to Alan.

[Janet] Please Jamister, Alan does not do it for me anymore. His cock is so small not like yours, when you put it in my pussy awhile ago I just wanted it in there forever, please Jamister fuck me now. Help me cum Alan never does make me cum anymore please help me. Please Jamister fuck me I beg you to make me happy, come fuck my pussy with your big cock.

Jamister smiled, there it was. Ah, there it was Debi mentioned it on their phone conversation earlier in the day. Jamister thought to himself how Debi could know that Janet was going to say that. Oh well, he had heard enough and taped enough that he will be on Debi's good side and could possibly be told what she did to get this kind of reaction from this bitch.

Jamister started to move closer to Janet along John and Mark. They still have their clothes on.

[Jamister] Janet, why don't you show us how much you really want to be fucked, come over here and helps us take our clothes off.

Janet with out thinking jumps to her feet and ran to Jamister, helping him take his clothes off. After Jamister, it was John's turn then Mark. She then quickly knelt down and started massaging Mark's cock as she hungrily sucked it in her mouth. A few seconds later, Mark's 9 inch cock was deep down Janet's throat. Jamister and John looked surprised, it took her sometime before she was able to put both his and John's cock down her throat. By the look of Mark's expression they both knew he didn't want to move, so John laid down on the floor and Janet sensing this started guiding Mark to move. A few minutes more and Mark having his legs spread to avoid standing on Johns head was on top of the laying John. Janet slowly sat and aimed her wet cunt in Marks cock ash she got it in, she slowly leaned forward to let Jamister in her ass. Jamister was pleased, as Janet was the one initiating this foursome sex-ploits of theirs. Jamister, powering his cock on the tight ass Janet, shoved it in quick, the shock of pain made Janet scream but with the cock down her throat it was muffled, she can feel has ass being rip apart, the burning sensation she felt was too much for her. She tried to move, but was held in place by Mark hands holding her head to avoid her from releasing his cock from her throat. John was holding her elbows and Jamister gripping her waist started to move her back and forth. A few minutes more and Janet was starting to feel pleasure and not pain, both her pussy and ass was filled with big enough cock that it was hitting all the right places inside of her. Marks cock shoved down her throat was enough to muffle her groan. John slapping her cheeks startled her, eyes wide open she heard John mentioned

[John] Don't drip, if Mark's cum drips on my head you will be sorry.

A few more thrust and Jamister let Janet's waist go. Janet, moving by herself felt the sting from Jamister slapping her ass hard as she moves herself forward, she was already enjoying this shish-kebob scene, John feeling Janet's juices flowing down her and covering his balls. 3 big cocks skewer Janet's holes and she couldn't hide her happiness, either because of the camera was facing her or was it because she was feeling hot and good on what's happening, she wouldn't know.

[John] Man, how long has it been for her, I am so wet from this bitch's juice. She's a gusher {all 3 men laughing}.

Janet could feel Marks cock getting stiffer, afraid to drip she grabbed Mark's ass and pulled it tight towards her, making Mark's cock go deeper down her throat. Mark feeling the pleasure could not hold it any more and as if all actions were choreograph, all three men was about to cum all together. Janet feeling the cock hardens in her pussy and ass was moving her hips in a faster pace. With all 3 of her holes plugged in, she also could feel herself about to cum, the feeling that was knotting in her pussy wanting to release the pleasure, the pleasure that was making her want more. John Notices Janet's arousal even more when he glanced at her nipples hard and erect, he quickly grabbed Janet's nipples in between his thumb and finger, and strongly squeezed it between his finger squishing it flat and pulling it hard like he was trying to tear it apart from her breast. Janet surprised by the sudden pain or pleasure tried to scream. Mark held her in place by hold her head and pulling it more in his crotch, making her labor for breathe. Marks pubic region covering her nose, John Thrust his hips up pushing it deeper in Janet's cunt as he pulls her nipples out, Jamister pushing his cock in to the hilt in Janet's ass making her arse burn more. Then all three men unloaded their hot juice at the same time inside Janet, from her throat to inside her pussy and ass. Janet couldn't hold it anymore also releases her own juice and as John would have put it...she was a gusher.

ENDING OF PHASE 3

Janet could feel Marks cock getting stiffer, afraid to drip she grabbed Mark’s ass and pulled it tight towards her, making Mark’s cock go deeper down her throat. Mark feeling the pleasure could not hold it any more and as if all actions were choreograph, all three men was about to cum all together. Janet feeling the cock hardens in her pussy and ass was moving her hips in a faster pace. With all 3 of her holes plugged in, she also could feel herself about to cum, the feeling that was knotting in her pussy wanting to release the pleasure, the pleasure that was making her want more. John Notices Janet’s arousal even more when he glanced at her nipples hard and erect, he quickly grabbed Janet’s nipples in between his thumb and finger, and strongly squeezed it between his finger squishing it flat and pulling it hard like he was trying to tear it apart from her breast. Janet surprised by the sudden pain or pleasure tried to scream. Mark held her in place by hold her head and pulling it more in his crotch, making her labor for breathe. Marks pubic region covering her nose, John Thrust his hips up pushing it deeper in Janet’s cunt as he pulls her nipples out, Jamister pushing his cock in to the hilt in Janet’s ass making her arse burn more. Then all three men unloaded their hot juice at the same time inside Janet, from her throat to inside her pussy and ass. Janet couldn’t hold it anymore also releases her own juice and as John would have put it…she was a gusher.

Meanwhile Debi just got home from her grocery shopping, she passed by an adult shop earlier tonight but for some odd reamister it was close, she then decided to just buy some stuff at the grocery store. She thought to herself all the fun that she was going to have when Janet comes home tonight. The stuffs she bought for her, She barely could kept herself calm, and wished that Janet would already come home. She then decided to head for the phone and made some calls.

[Debi] Hey it’s me. Still going to be open late tonight? I will be there as soon as she comes back. Thanks I’ll see you later then. Bye.

After hanging up the phone she started putting away the stuffs that she bought, she then went to her new bedroom and laid down and started making plans for Janet. A few more minutes, she stood up and made some more phone calls.

Meanwhile at the adult store, Janet lying on the floor was still shaking from her ecstasy. Alan was good in bed, but has never let her feel as she felt right now. The way she came was the first time she felt such feeling before. She tried to get up but her knees shaking from cumming that much could not support her own weight. She remained lying, with her breast squished by her weight on the floor. Jamister grabbed the camera and started filming Janet’s ass and pussy. He zoomed in on her hole showing their jism dripping from her hole. He then told Janet to lift her waist, leaving her knees and breast touching the floor. Janet raised her ass and as instructed started spreading her knees wider for Jamister to see her dripping cunt and ass better. She could see from the mirror that she was being taped, and as such Janet’s whorish attitude was coming out. Jamister, zoomed in on her ass dripping white juice from, he then zoomed in closer to her pussy where another of the white juice was dripping out. Jamister then told Janet to start playing with herself. Without any other instruction, Janet started spreading her pussy lips with her left hand, giving Jamister a good shot of her cunt dripping from mix juices. She then slowly rubbed her pussy with her right hand, and then inserted two finger and started finger fucking herself pushing John’s cum deeper. After pulling her finger out of her pussy, she hungrily licked her finger clean sucking it hard licking every single juice in it. Jamister smiling was catching this all in tape. Janet was already moaning and started mumbling

[Janet] Fuck, my juice mix with your taste so fucking goooodddd…

Jamister, mark and John just stared at Janet with surprise, she looks and sounds completely different and none of them told her how to act. Jamister was starting to realize what was happening. He was holding the most powerful weapon every imaginable. He quickly grabbed a toy from the wall and tossed it to Janet. He then kept the video aimed at her. Thinking to himself, let him be right, his hunch was right. The camera makes her into a completely different permister. Janet grabbing the dildo started shoving it in her pussy, she turn around spreading her legs for the camera to see propping herself with her elbows and quickly inserted the dildo in her cunt.

[Janet] Oh yeah, fuck, this feels good. Yeah fuck that cunt, fuck it harder. Damn this feels sooo gooood, oh god it feels good. Jamister please fuck me Mark, John fuck me now please fuck me now.

The 3 guys just looked in awe, and could not believe what they were seeing. Jamister cursing almost forgot what he promised Debi. He then told his friend that they have to stop for now. The 2 argue but Jamister calmed them down and told them that they will have another opportunity. Jamister turned the cam off and hid it. Janet, slowly, regaining herself slowly pulled the dildo out of her pussy. Feeling dirty and disgusted she tried to compose herself, but she knew, she knew that whatever she does she would now be branded a whore by these 3.

[John] Wait, wait, wait, she can’t leave yet. I mean look at me man, I am a dripping wet mess. Hey bitch, come here and clean this cuckolds brownie up. This is your juice so lick me clean now.

[Jamister] You’re right, man what was I thinking, hurry up cunt, after you finish with his you have to lick your cuckolds brownie off my cock, so you better start crawling over here in your hands and knees and start cleaning us up like the bitch that you are.

Janet, shaking from embarrassment as how she was being spoken to tried to get up, her body was aching her ass was still on fire and now she was being treated worst than an natural. She was crawling on her hands and knees, headed towards John. Sore from her ordeal she tried to lift her hand up but was slapped away hard by John.

[John] Listen bitch, you are nothing more than a bitch right now, and a bitch has to act like a bitch, so don’t you dare use your hand, use your mouth and tongue you got that?

Janet, just nodded, placed her hand on the floor and started to open her mouth and extended her tongue. She tried to resist but for some odd reamister her body just wouldn’t listen. In an instance, John’s cock was inside Janet’s mouth, her head bobbing in and out trying to clean his cock with his and her juice. A few minutes more and she started crawling to Jamister. Jamister sitting down, cock lying on his right leg smiled. He patted his leg as if calling a dog to come to him. The embarrassment was *******ing her, she was never ever been treated this way and now she was reduces to this. As she was close to Jamister, she could see his cock covered with her red and pieces of her cuckolds brownie. She looked at Jamister with pleading eyes, but Jamister just shrugged it off.

[Jamister] Hey, don’t look at me that way, this came out of your ass. You should have cleaned it first before you begged me to fuck it. Now lick it clean.

Janet, inching closer to Jamister’s cock closed her eyes. Jamister slapped her hard, and the sting on her cheeks made her eyes open wide.

[Jamister] How are you going to clean this cuckolds brownie if you close your eyes, leave them open and look at me as you lick and suck me clean bitch.

Janet, leaving her eyes open looked up at Jamister. The offense was *******ing her, Jamister could see moisture forming at the corner of her eyes, but for some odd reamister there were no tears rolling down her face. Janet started licking Jamister’s cock, she could smell the repulsive scent of her cuckolds brownie mixed with Jamister’s cum. She could see Jamister smiling, and was putting his lips together puckering up and giving her air kisses. As Janet slightly opened her mouth, Jamister thrust his hips upwards, making his cock go straight in Janet’s mouth. He then grabbed Janet at the back of her head to make sure that she does not pull away and started bobbing her in his shaft. A few minutes more, he pulled her off, Janet, with legs on the floor, hand trying to support her gagged, a slight sheen of her saliva could be seen dripping from her lips. She tried to throw up but Debi’s command to her made it impossible to throw up after eating crap. Jamister was just looking standing in front of her showing who was the boss. Janet raised her head and begged Jamister to let her clean herself. Jamister nodded and pointed to where the restroom was. Janet tried to get up, but Jamister propped his foot on he should and pushed her down. She heard him mumred crawl to the bathroom bitch. Janet started crawling to the back room.

Jamister, John and Mark just stood there until Janet was out of their sight. Jamister went to a rack where the clothing was being sold. He then grabbed a schoolgirl outfit and hanged it near by. John was looking at the video while Mark was cleaning up the store.

Meanwhile Janet in the bathroom looked at herself in the mirror and could not believe what she has just done, she could not stop herself. Her ass and pussy was still sore and her throat felt raw. She tried to cry but couldn’t. She heard a bang on the door, it was Jamister telling he to hurry up. She grabbed some towel and soaked it in water, she tried her best to clean herself up with the towel. After she was done she soaked the towel once more and slowly inserted it in her pussy hoping to clean whatever might have gotten in. She knew it was too late, she knew that she could have been impregnated but had to try. She came out of the bathroom and headed for the 3 guys who were waiting for her. She saw the way Jamister was smiling, it sent shivers down to her bone. Jamister extended her arm and gave Janet what looks like clothing. Janet turned white seeing what it was.

[Janet] Oh god please no.

[Jamister] Oh common, you look cute.

Jamister handed Janet a schoolgirl outfit, a white blouse, a mini plaid skirt and nothing else. Janet grabbed the clothing and started to wear it. She started to wear the blouse, as she was buttoning it, she heard Mark mentioning to leave the buttons undone and just tie a knot at the bottom, so that it’ll show her stomach and belly button. She then wore the mini skirt and did her hair in pigtails. The final touch was a knee high 5-inch heel that showed her Asian legs. Jamister took a few pictures of it, John went to the door and opened the door for Janet to go out.

[Jamister] Well I hope you had a great evening as we did, and hope to see more of you soon.

[Janet] Wait, your not going to take me home?

[Jamister] No sorry doll, I have prior commitment with my friends here and we are already late. Beside you will need the fresh air and exercise for days to come. Now why don’t you hurry up and get out of here before I take those clothes off of you and let you walk home naked.

Janet, not knowing what else to do, afraid of walking home naked rushed out of the door. As soon as she stepped out of the store, John closed the door and locked it. She could hear laughter from the 3 guys, which she couldn’t do anything about. People were staring at her as she got out of the store so she decided to walk away from the store as quickly as she could. All that she could do was hang her head, cross her arm and start walking like a whore who was not able to make a sale. While walking she passed by a have store. She was hoping that the owner Tom was not there, she walked in and started to head for the birth control area. She was hoping that she could see the morning after pill and some patches. She sighed a relief when she saw the store were completely empty. As she was grabbing for the wipes and some pills, a voice came from behind her startled she dropped the tube. She recognized the voice and bowed her head as if trying to hide it.

[Tom] Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you, can I help you with something miss. We are closing.

Janet trying to muffle her voice said no and tried to apologize for coming in when the store was close. As she stood up Tom caught a glimpse of her face. Unsure if it was who he saw, dressed like a school kid waiting to be fucked. He tried to get close to her and saw more than a glimpse, no matter how hard Janet tried to hid herself, Tom could not have missed her looks standing this close

[Tom] Janet? Is that you?

Hearing her name almost made her pee right there but she tried to close her legs powering her pee not to come out. The pain she felt of her bowels was starting to subside as she tried to look down trying not to panic, but she knew it was too late, Tom recognized her. It would be hard to explain this if she run, better just face it up and try to play it as fulfilling Alan’s fantasy. She raised her head and tried to smile her sweet Asian smile.

[Janet] Hey Tom, how are you?

[Tom] It is you, wha… I mean? Why are you dressed like this and in public?

[Janet] God this is embarrassing, but Alan has this fetish and well we made a bet to each other and whoever loses get to act ones fetish. Needles to say I lost so I have to wear this and, well you know. Anyway the condom broker and I am not ready to get pregnant yet so I thought I’d run here right away and get something to protect myself. I was in a hurry and in panic that I forgot to change. I was hoping that it was late enough that I would be okay.

[Tom] I see. Well this gel should help you. You just need to get the cream in this applicator and then insert it in your vagina then press this to eject the cream in you, it should help, and from what I read about this it’s the best out in preventing women to get pregnant after intercourse. Also this patch, you just need to place it anywhere in your body and it’s almost like the birth control pills, it might help you out down the road if you loose the bet again or when the condom broke.

Janet blushing after Tom said that. Tom saw her nervousness and quickly tried to show other stuffs that Janet could do to avoid getting pregnant.

[Tom] Anyway here you go let me ring you up at the back counter.

[Janet] uummm, Tom, in my rush I forgot my purse.

[Tom] That’s all right I know where you are at, so just come back when you can to pay me back.

[Janet] Thanks, you’re a lifesaver. Can I use your bathroom to apply this and put on the patch?

[Tom] Sure straight there and make a left.

As Janet walked to the bathroom Tom headed to the front and locked the door, he then started arranging the shelves and headed to the back counter where Janet was using the restroom. Meanwhile Janet in the restroom started applying the cream in the applicator, when the applicator was full she place it inside her pussy and push the gel out. She then place the patch in between the crack of her ass so Debi could not see it. As she came out of the restroom, she saw Tom by the pharmacist counter filling out the report. She stood close by him and thanked him one more time. Tom turned around smiled, he then guided Janet to the front door when all of a sudden Janet sneezed. As she raised her head inhaling she saw a TV monitor that showed her on screen, as she blasted the air out of her nose Tom gave her a bless you. She tried not to look up but her body knew. She kept on whispering no but she knew it was too late. As soon as she saw herself in the monitor she knew that there was a camera pointing at her, she could start feeling her body needing the attention it craves.

[Janet] {Whispering} Oh God please not here, not now.

[Tom] Janet are you okay, is something wrong.

Tom’s hands were on Janet’s Shoulder shaking her carefully asking if she was okay. Janet all of a sudden looked up at Tom put her arms around her neck tightly and started kissing him hard. Her tongue darting in Tom’s mouth tickling the roof of his mouth, Tom caught by the sudden surprised of Janet’s action was stunned, he didn’t know what to do, he enjoyed what Janet was doing but she was a married woman and he was a married man. But his lust finally won, his dick was getting aroused and Janet’s hugging him tightly rubbing her breast to his body provoking his cock to get even harder. As Janet pulled out, a string of her saliva could be seen connected from Tom’s lips to hers. Her eyes looking at Tom with lust in them, her brain wanted to let go, wanted to say something else but her action proves otherwise. No matter how hard she tries to convince herself not to do it, the have in her system, Debi’s voice in her thoughts prove to be too much than her own will power.

[Janet] Fuck me Tom, fuck me now, and fill my cunt with your cream.

[Tom] Wha? Janet, what’s with you? What’s going on? What are you doing? Are you crazy? I’m married, your married we can’t…

Janet, unzipping Tom’s pants grabbed and started rubbing Tom’s cock getting it aroused more while using her other hand to loosen the knot on her blouse, exposing her breast to Tom. Tom could not believe what he was seeing, his own wife was pretty but she was showing her age and does not have the same perky breast and tight body as Janet. As much as he tried to think otherwise, he could not hide his desire for this Asian beauty. His lust betrayed his words, the temptation of fucking Janet was too much and his cock has never been this hard before.

[Janet] Oh my, look how hard your cock is Tom, you want to put it in my moist wet pussy don’t you Tom? My moist, hot, wet tight pussy.

As Janet was rubbing Tom’s cock with her one hand, the other hand was playing with her clit, inserting a finger in and rubbing banging herself fast. Her finger going in and out quicker than Tom’s eyes could see. As she took her finger out, Tom could see how wet she was, Janet’s own juice was dripping from her finger, he raised her finger for Tom to lick and as Tom was about to licked her fingers, Janet slid Toms hard cock down her throat, swallowing it whole. She did not even stop like she usually does, just completely engulfed his hard cock in her throat. She could feel Tom’s hard cock pulsing inside her mouth. Tom surprised by Janet’s moist lips sucking him whole arched his head upward. Tom has never felt this way before, Janet’s was swallowing him whole as his whole cock was in Janet’s throat, he could feel Janet’s tongue still able to lick his balls. A small groan came out of his mouth, and he knew he was in heaven. His wife of 30 years has never given him a blowjob not alone a blowjob that Janet was giving him and having to feel a sweet young Asians mouth surrounding his hard cock almost made him cum. Janet, sensing this squeezed his balls making him last a little longer. Janet was getting aroused she was so hot and needing to cum specially they way the three guys get her worked up and cut her off when she was at her peak. She was still wanting to release her own and she knew Tom would need to come in her pussy for her to release her milk that’s been begging her to let out. She started to slide Tom’s hard cock out from her mouth, as she reached the head of Tom’s hard cock she suddenly suck it hard and let her sweet Asian tongue dart in and out of Toms pee hole teasing it more, she was thirstily tasting Toms’ pre cum. After a few more teasing, trying to fit her tongue in Toms’ tiny slit, she slowly pulled out and a string of Tom’s pre cum could be seen from Janet’s lips and he tip of his cock. She quickly stood up and kissed Tom, she was trying to put her leg behind Tom’s back so she can slide Tom’s hard cock in her pussy. Tom still feeling the effect of Janet’s lips in his cock was trying to form a coherent sentence to ward off Janet.

[Tom] No, we can’t do this. Your married I’m married we can’t break our…

[Janet] {Janet putting her wet pussy juice smelling finger in Tom’s lips and nose stopping him from making another word} Shush, no one has to know, your wife won’t know unless you tell her, Alan won’t know unless I tell him. This will be just our own little secret Tom. You fucking me in your store, how long has it been since you’ve been fuck by a younger woman Tom? I felt you, you were about to cum when I suck your hard cock, and I bet your wife never did that to you. Common Tom, just between you and me are you going to turn down this Asian fuck of a lifetime for an old hag of your who wouldn’t even suck your cock. How long have you been married?

[Tom] Thi…thir..thirty…30 Years.

[Janet] {Janet sliding to Tom’s right ear licking his lobe whispered to his ear} 30 years and she never suck your dick. While a young beautiful Asian sucked you for a few minutes that almost made you cum. What do you think your cocks going to do when it goes in my tight Asian cunt?

Tom could not believe what he was hearing, Janet’s words has been more puzzling to him that anything else even by her action she has always been quiet and proper but now she was acting like a fucking whore who has not been fucked in ages. Janet dying of embarrassment could not stop herself. She does not know where the words were coming from or how they were forming through her lips. She can think straight and think of what to say but for some reamister her body was not responding to what her brain wanted it to do or her lips for wanting her to really say. There must be something else on this have that was affecting her more than her brainwaves.

[Janet] {Still licking and sucking Tom’s earlobe, she seductively whispered} Tom, I am so wet do you want to put your finger in there, I bet your wife never let you finger fuck her huh. Go one Tom insert 2, or if you want 3 of your finger and finger fuck my Asian cunt.

Janet not knowing how she was saying those words when her brain was thinking of other words to say could not believe what she was hearing herself say. When all of a sudden she felt her pussy lips spread apart as Tom willingly took the offer she gave him. Janet bit her lower lips from the excitement, pleasure and a sore surprised. She may be wet and has been fuck before but she never knew that Tom’s finger was more filling than John’s cock. The pain of her pussy being spread apart that much was giving her both pain and pleasure. Janet was already groaning as Tom inserted 3 fingers deeper in Janet’s pussy. She saw how Janet finger fuck herself, the speed that she use to thrust it in and out of her fuck hole. Tom followed her lead. He fingered fuck Janet with 3 fingers in and out of her fast and hard, ramming 3 fingers in deep as his palm hits her clit hard. Janet buckled as her arm hugged Tom’s neck tightly, moaning in his ear making him aware that she was enjoying this. Tom has never done this before, his wife has always been prude and never let him finger fuck her, nor suck his cock, this turned him even more making him even harder than what he used to have. Janet rubbing her bare breast on Tom’s Chest, lifting her lips from his ear and kissing him hard, darting her tongue in and out of Tom. Tom filled with lust returned Janet’s kiss as she finger fucked this Asian beauty.

[Janet] Tom, I need you to fuck me now, please I want you to fuck my pussy and cum in me. I need to feel your hot sperm spewing deep in my pussy.

[Tom] Janet, I couldn’t what if you get pregnant. What if you…

[Janet] Tom, you told me this jelly I inserted in my pussy was good that this patch was like a birth control pill. Don’t worry you won’t get me pregnant.

Janet still sensing Tom’s hesitation even though he was convinced he wanted to drill this beauty, leaned closer to his ear. Janet could not keep up with the fingers ramming deep inside of her, or his palm, slamming hard on her clit. She was getting sore from the ramming that she was getting from Tom and even though the pleasure she was feeling was great she needs to explode before she dies of being deprived to cum while already at her peak, whispering in Tom’s ear.

[Janet] {Looking at Tom with her hungry eyes} Tom, think of what you would like to do to your wife now that you could do this. Imagine that your banging your wife, you wanting to cum in her being able to do what you want even though she refused for you to do it. Do it to me Tom. Fuck my pussy like how you would like to fuck your wife’s prudish pussy

Tom slowed down on his finger and finally got it out of Janet’s pussy. She grabbed his wet hand and started licking his finger, a few seconds more and Janet was swallowing Tom’s 3 fingers slurping her juices, finally she was able to get enough leverage to slide Tom’s hard cock in her pussy. Tom felt like a teen when he first had sex almost letting his load go. Deep inside Janet was hoping he would to get this over with, but for some odd reamister, Tom was able to hold on. His cock was hard, angry hard looking for a fuck hole to ram. Working on adrenaline he was able to lift Janet up riding his cock, and walked at the back counter, Janet’s blouse was undone, her skirt hiked up to her waist. From her angle she could see the monitor of Tom carrying her to the back, as soon as she was out of view of the camera she turned back to her normal self.

[Janet] Oh god what am I doing, Tom I change my mind please let me down.

Janet’s words seems to just go in one ear and out the other, Tom, started to slide her down a little to let her feel his hard cock. Janet let a soft moan out but did not want to go through with it, being her normal self he did not want to fuck any other man but Alan. She was as horny as hell and just wanted to release her juices but she just couldn’t bear cheating on Alan.

[Janet] Ple…plea…please Tom {Janet shivering from the pleasure she was feeling from Tom’s cock moaned} oooohhhh… please enough let me down please.

[Tom] Oh your good you even know what my wife would have said after getting me turned on. Well I’ll play this game with but this time your going to get it you prude bitch.

[Janet] Wha?? No I mean it Tom let me down please let me down. Oooohhhh, {Janet Breathing hard now from the excitement of a huge cock lodged in her cunt moving, rubbing her in all the places she’s never been rubbed before.}

[Tom] No way bitch see how hard I am you’ll just have to help me get soft again if you want me to let you go. Beside from the way you are moaning I doubt you really want me to let you go. Do you?

[Janet] Uuhh ye…yes please let me…

Before Janet could finish her sentence Tom, lifted her out of his cock from under her arm, set her feet on the ground and turned her around, letting Janet see herself from a full mirror mounted by the pharmacist section. There was a table in front of her just below her crotch, she saw herself in the mirror the reflection of a whore, breast fully exposed, nipples extended out to the yin yang showing with her blouse undone, her skirt hiked up by her waist showing her shaved pussy sweat glistening her body when all of a sudden a strong hand holding her by the back of her neck pushed her hard on the table, slamming her cheeks, squishing her breast hard on the cold wood knocking the wind out of her lungs. Tom quickly slid her blouse away from her arm, links both her elbows from joint to joint and quickly tied it tightly with Janet’s own blouse, the way that she was tied, her breast was even pushed harder on the wooded table somewhat the only thing supporting her weight aside from her stomach.

[Tom] Ironic isn’t it, you on top of a wooden table with my woody in you {smiling}. {Leaning in Janet’s ear whispered} This is the last time that you will be able to tease me you old hag. You want to be prude on me, well lets see what you do know bitch.

Before Janet could get another word out, Tom’s strong hand was on her back pushing her hard on the wooden table, almost lifting her feet on the ground. Without any leverage all Janet could do was wiggle and shake as the bound on her arm was proving to be too much for her. The more she moved the more pressure she felt on her breast being mashed on the table. With Tom’s other free hand, he grabbed Janet’s ponytail, rolled it in his arm like he was riding a horse holding on its reins. As she pulled it hard Janet’s back arched, lifting her breast away from the wood. By now only her midsection was in contact with the table, her feet even with her heels was a few inches above the floor her arm tide hard behind her. She was feeling the strain on her shoulder the way her arms were tied, winded she could not get any word to object on what Tom was doing to her. Tom leaned in closer to her ears, bit it a little which made Janet winced and whispered:

[Tom] Lets ride bitch.

As soon as Tom said those words, he pulled on Janet’s hair that was wound up on his hand hard making her head jerk backward as he slid his hard cock in Janet’s pussy hard. Janet let loose a moan rather than scream, her mind was confuse she should be screaming not moaning what was going on wit her. There was no camera’s around, any video and yet she was craving to be fucked while being tied up. Tom’s hard cock was ramming faster now like he was in a horse race and his horse was barely leading. He was pulling on Janet’s hair back as he thrust his hard cocks forward. Janet was feeling the pressure on her stomach specially when Tom rams in hard in her pussy. As if by cue her legs started to spread apart, letting Tom’s cock have deeper access in her pussy. She’s never been fuck that way before and the way her back was arching, and the length and girth of Toms cock was, it was hitting her elusive g-spot. Shaking from the excitement, Janet could not contain herself anymore, her moans were getting louder, Tom’s grunt was getting powerful, and the sound of hard cock pounding hard on her vagina, the squished of every move, the juice dripping. Finally Tom was about to cum he tried to hold it longer but the way Janet’s tight Asian pussy felt around his hard pulsating cock, it prove too much for a man whose never had a good fuck before. He let go of his load inside Janet’s waiting pussy and as soon as Janet felt his hot cum, she herself let loose her juice that was building in her. To look at her, it seems like she was peeing out the way that she was Cumming, and every squirt of juice that comes out of her pussy was sending shiver down her back, thighs and legs making her want Tom to push his cock some more. Her legs up to her toe was soaking wet, her toes was dripping slowly by now on the carpet and Tom, laying on top of Janet, making her labor for breath. The hard wood with the weight of Tom on top her made it more painful the way her breast was squeezed, making her labor for breath but she didn’t care, all she cared about was she was able to cum, she was able to once again gushed her inside and feel the feeling that she was craving after leaving the adult shop. He could feel Tom’s musky breath blowing on her as he was panting, tired he could feel his excitement, and the way his heart was pounding. A few minutes more and Tom stood up, looking at Janet’s bare ass he let loose a hard and fast slap on her tight Asian ass. As his hand came in contact on her ass a loud “slap” could be heard, surprised from the pain Janet let a scram of pain out. Surprised by Janet’s scream, Tom quickly untied her elbow grabbed her blouse and quickly circled it on her face, covering her nose and mouth. He quickly pulled the sleeves up making her arch her back once more, Janet laboring for every breath, could feel Tom getting close to her ear. She in a precarious position once more, feet barely touching the ground, breast exposed nipples extending out this time her arms were free to help support her abdomen from the painful edge on the table that was putting pressure on her stomach. She was mumbling some words but Tom could not understood it with her blouse covering her mouth and Tom could careless on what she was trying to say, Tom now by her ear talked to her in a soothing voice.

[Tom] Thank you, that was a good fuck my wife {thinking that Janet was actually her wife as Janet requested him to think of}, now since you’ve been bad to me, depriving my cock of pleasure and letting my needs be wasted on my hand you need to be taught a lesmister.

Janet mumred some incoherent words from her gags, eyes wide open, and she could barely move her head from Tom’s grip. She could only see everything from the mirror in front of her, Tom now looking at the mirror grabbed her breast with his right hand and squeezed hard, her nipples was caught in between his middle finger and his index finger as he mashed her right breast like squeezing the juice out of an orange. Janet started shaking and this time with some leverage from her arms, she was able to put more power on her thrashing. Tom slammed her hard on the counter Janet’s arm were pinned underneath her own body, the power of Toms pushing her down was too much for her, she could not get enough strength to lift herself up with her feet dangling above ground. The position she was on was too painful, her arm caught between the counter table, and her body, the bottom part of her breast was close to the edge of the counter flatten like pancakes, with her nipples extended out it was at the edge of the counter top and every move or wiggle she does the counter top was slicing through her nipples making her feel even more pain then. . . {SLAP}

[Janet] HHHMMPP!!!!! <Muffled scream>

Tom slapped Janet’s ass hard, again and again. Finally what seems like an eternity to Janet Tom finally stopped spanking her ass, Tom breathing hard sat by the chair near the table, Janet’s wet pussy still dripping from Tom and her juice down to her toes. Finally Tom let her gag go, her head bobred down from the edge o f the counter, finally her saliva soaked blouse fell on the floor, her drool dripping from her lips on to her blouse. Tom stood up and got close to Janet, and whispered.

[Tom] Thanks, Janet, I needed that. You were great, being this open letting me do this to you to get the frustrations of my wife out. Alan is a lucky guy having a great fuck toy like you.

As Tom said his piece, he started to walk at the back office. Janet still lying on the counter top finally managed to move her arm to her side, she tilted her body a little to let her breast droop out of being flatten like a pancake, which helps her nipples from being sliced by the counter edge. Her ass was on fire, she has never been spanked before so she never knew that it was this painful. After what seems like an eternity, Tom finally came out of the backroom.

[Tom] Thanks again Janet that was the best fuck I ever had, by the way I set up the alarm, so you have an hour to get cleaned up and get out of here. With all the haves and pharmaceutical equipment I have stored in here, I was mandated to have a state of the art alarm system. After an hour and if you are still here it will record the body heat and start sounding the alarm. I doubt you want to be here when the police come in dress or in your case not dress at all. Help yourself with the wipes and Gel over there. I’ll do the inventory tomorrow and adjust my numbers. By the way those stuffs that you owe me don’t worry about it letting me fuck you like that and spank you, well let’s just call it even. {He bent over and gave Janet a peck on her check, slid his hand inside of Janet’s thigh and carefully spread her legs. Janet tired from being fucked, rammed and spanked did not offer any resistance.

[Tom] Thanks again Janet.

As Tom said his thank you one more time he jerk his open palm fast up towards Janet’s spread legs and spanked her pussy lips hard. Janet screamed a few of her dripping cum splattered by the counter and floor splashing about and Tom slowly walked away with a big grin on his face. He turned around and reminded Janet that she only had 55 minutes to get out and that she should use the back door by the restroom since he will be locking the front door on his way out. After reminding Janet he continued his pace towards the front door. Janet heard Tom pulling his keys out of his pocket opening the door and finally hearing the door closed. She could barely get up but the time frame kept on creeping through her mind, she could not afford getting caught by the police dress like a whore close by all these haves. She leaned forward and tried to reached for her bloused, once within her grasp she started sliding herself backward and she yelled out loud rubbing her sore nipples at the edge of the counter. She fell on her back knees by her stomach and her hand rubbing her nipples making sure that they didn’t get cut off. She felt her nipples still in tact but sore, she turned around and tried to get up. Finally she was able to wobbly got up and walked by the counter where all the birth control crème, gel and some more patch were and grabbed as much as she could get. She then quickly walked to the bathroom cleaned herself and applied the gel. She pulled her skirt down to cover as much as the small fabric could cover of her burning red ass. She wore her bloused and was trying to button them. It took her more than a minute before she realized why she could not button the blouse up, her last instruction was to tie a knot on the bottom of the blouse, which she did. For some reamister it seems like fate was against her this evening. The saliva from her mouth and when she drooled on her blouse it was exactly where her right nipples were supposed to be. With a white wet fabric, her dark protruding nipples was very visible for anyone to see. Disgusted she look down on the floor cursing inside.

[Janet] {Whispering to herself} Fuck you Alan, why did I ever let you talk me into letting Debi staying with us. Damn you to hell.

She got out of the bathroom and was hurrying her pace, she could not remember how much time she has so she quickly grabbed a plastic bag and filled it with gel, birth control patch, wipes and everything else that she might need down the road and quickly head out of the back door by the bathroom. As soon as she got out, the door started to close by itself. Once she heard the click of the door, she fixed her hair in a ponytail, crossed her arm to cover up her breast, look up turned to her right and started walking the long dark alley back to the main street.

[Janet] {Nodding her head, whispered} Yes.

[Debi] There you go out of a bitch’s mouth. After you eat, you can be a good bitch and take out of the toilet clean up at the guest restroom then come up to Alan and my room. I have more to show you and we need to leave soon for our appointment tonight.

Janet’s heart sank hearing Alan and my room coming out of Debi’s mouth, and even though she tried, her knees was starting to bent down to the floor her head edging closer to the dog dish and she started lapping the dog food like the bitch that she is.

After finishing the dog food, she crawled to the lower bathroom and drank from the toilet, Debi intentionally left the toilet unflushed, and the smell of Debi’s pee that was left in the bowl made Janet cringed. Without any power left on her, her head began to sink in the bowl, her tongue extended and she started lapping the pee infested water like a dog would take from the bowl. A few minutes later after she was done she started to wash her face and clean herself thoroughly, as much as she wanted to thank Debi for letting her clean up and take a warm bath all she felt was disgust and hatred. Finally she was done, she dried herself with a towel and started going up the stairs. She momentarily stop when she reached the top floor, she heard familiar voices. As she got close to the door she was shaking her head, her hand covering her lips, her eyes confused, scared, she was hearing her own voice and finally as she walked in the room she saw Debi watching her 4 some at the adult shop that night, she was hearing herself like the slut that she was. She was listening to her words…

[Janet] Fuck, my juice mix with your taste so fucking goooodddd… Oh yeah, fuck, this feels good. Yeah fuck that cunt, fuck it harder. Damn this feels sooo gooood, oh god it feels good. Jamister please fuck me Mark, John fuck me now please fuck me now

Debi saw Janet by the door and smiled, she paused the video showing Janet’s face full of lust.

[Debi] Well hello there bitch, {pointing at the screen}, look at that fucking face, looks like you were enjoying yourself over there. Fucking 3 guys all at once. I wonder what Alan would say?

[Janet] Oh, my god, please no. Not like this. Debi, please not like this. You’ve humiliated me already, made me cheat on my husband, please I beg you don’t do this to me.

[Debi] Hey fucker from this video I did not do this to you. It seems like you’re the one begging them to do it. I would say you were doing this to yourself. You’re a fucking horny whore who just wants to be fucked like the whore that you are.

Debi, stood up and ejected the tape, rewound the tape and put it back in its sleeve. She then grabbed a pen and wrote on the tape, Alan and Janet’s wedding video and put it where their wedding video use to be.

[Debi] I wonder what Alan will do when he comes home from his trip and wifey is not home. Do you think he’ll watch this tape?

Anyways enough of that, watching that tape made me realize that you do not have an ounce of stuffs that Alan hates so we’ll get that out of the way tonight with our special appointment. This will be good for you do you know why?

Janet just shrugged her shoulder and whispered no.

[Debi] Well after our appointment tonight, you will be able to turn your cell phone off for 2 days, and you will be able to rest for 2 days. I will rent you a nice hotel where you can just relax and do anything you want for 2 fucking days without me ordering humiliating or taping you. How does that sounds to you?

[Janet] {Apprehensive to answer not knowing what will happen after this supposedly appointment} Tha...That sounds good. Where are we going? What is this appointment for? And who would make and appointment this late at night?

[Debi] Oh Janet, Janet, Janet my dear little Janet. Did you forget about my rules on you as my bitch? A term used to express one with no self-respect, self- esteem, or ability to make conscious decisions. Someone who does everything that people tell them to do. Just trust the people that you are with if and only if I am not there. If you are with me you just trust me with all your heart. So I make the decision for you from now on, on what’s good for you and what you will need to do. From now on you need to always ask me or whoever you are with if I am not there what they want you to do like a good bitch that you always need to ask for permission to go to the bathroom to pee, asking permission to fuck, suck cuckolds brownie and most of all to cum. Unless you are given permission you are not to cum. So very simple things to follow so this as well as the 5 rules of the bitch and you are set for life. Simple isn’t it. Now maybe you won’t have this metal lapse from now on. You forget any of this, question what I say again or beg me like you did awhile ago, say no or just being a brat and you will take off a piece of your clothing wherever you are. Just a reminder though I would hate to be walking in the mall with just a bra if I do let you wear one so I will recommend just following me blindly and just trust me dear I won’t let you in harms way. I wouldn’t make you do what you don’t want to do now dear, everything that you do, you know you want it, smiling at Janet devilishly. Do I make self clear bitch?

Janet not knowing what else to do just nodded. Debi circling around the naked Janet slapping her red ass a few times, pinching her nipples degrading Janet even more by poking and prodding her like a piece of cattle before buying it. When done, Debi handed Janet a button up mini skirt and a blouse. After that Janet followed Debi to the garage and in the car, a few minutes more and they were on their way to this appointment and Janet was finally able to wear the clothes that Debi gave her. She wore her open toes shoes that have a 5 inch heels on it, not being able to see herself in the mirror she could already guess that she looks like a cheap fuck, clothes that are to tight, short and see through easy to get out of. Debi looked at Janet and jokingly commented that she looks great. A few minutes more and Debi handed Janet a blindfold. Janet wore the blindfold and what seems like a short ride turned out more than what she thought. Finally she felt the car stop, not knowing where she was made her heart beating faster. She could feel Debi’s hand checking her pussy, then heard Debi said for her to wait there. A few minutes more and Janet felt the door open, she felt someone’s hand grabbing her and helping her out of the car. She heard Debi’s voice next to her telling her that there are 5 steps in front of her. She walked up the steps shakily afraid to tumble, finally they were able to go where they were supposed to go. She smelled a sweet aroma and warm air as she got in the room. She was helped out and drops on a cold chair. She could make out Debi’s voice behind her and another voice that she could barely make out. She heard footsteps and finally a cold breeze shoots down her neck and she heard Debi’s voice.

[Debi] Listen up bitch. {Handing Janet a glass as she powerd 2 pills in her mouth} Drink your water. {Janet not being able to spit the pills drank what tasted like holy water washing the pills down her throat. She was trying to think what kind of haves was given to her.} Now on a count of three I want you to take a deep breath, ready 1…2…3.

As Janet took a deep breath, Debi simultaneously prop a wet towel by her nostril making her labor for breath, but breathing a heavy aroma of whatever Debi has set up by her nose. A few seconds later and Janet prop her head by the headrest of the chair. Debi took out the blind fold and could see the haze in Janet’s eyes. Janet looking at all the exploding colors just smiles. Debi helped her friend put Janet’s legs on the chairs foot rest spreading her legs apart then strapping her in. Her hand were stretch out to her side and was also strapped, Janet still smiling circling her head as she could feel the strain in her arms and legs but could not say a word. She was aware of what’s happening but could not seem to move to stop it.

[Debi] So Alex, are you sure about this?

[Alex] Don’t worry babe, those pills you gave her let her remain conscious, it like speed but not addictive. Then what you made her smell make her helpless so she won’t be able to move much but still feels what we do. I should be asking are you sure I am not going to jail to this?

[Debi] She doesn’t know where we are, she does not know you and as far as I know, this signed statement allowed you to do what she wants.

[Alex] Okay whatever you say, I trusted you once so don’t fail me now. So what do you want me to do?

[Debi] Ok then let’s get this party started. 1st let start on top then work our way down. Ears probably the usual from upper down to the lobe around 8 piercing, same on the other the top I want a loop also on the lobe the rest just some studs, one stud on the right nose, 1 ball on her tongue and one stud on the chin. The nipples I want a loop on it, add a loop on the top of her belly button and stud on the bottom. Then 1 a piece on her labia both loops then one loop on her clit. Now at the paint, I want it permanent just above her pubic and lower back circling the waist I want a rattle snake, The back is where the rattle part will be spelled out spank me so if she is being done doggy style. The front, where the tongue on the snake comes out I want it clearly written slut. On both of her wrist I want a thorn crown with lettering inscribed I am a prostitute on the right and I am a fucking whore on the left. On her left breast I want a king cobra head enlarged like it is about to attack with mouth open and her dark areolas and nipple in the mouth of the snake, the right breast same concept but I want a copper head. At her back I want 2 kinds of snakes the heads by her should blades then the body all intertwined in the middle down to the rattles’ body, I want the colorful coral snake and a young cotton mouth so it’s more colorful and noticeable than the black adult cotton mouth.

[Alex] Common Debi, don’t waste this body man, she is freaking hot putting all those piercing and tattoos is going to ruin her body specially if you want it permanent.

[Debi] Alex, must I remind you of the danger of questioning me?

[Alex] {Realizing the tone of anger in Debi} Sorry I was just respectfully requesting that…

[Debi] Shut up!!! You fuck maybe I should just call your wife and lady and tell her of your insubordination to my request.

[Alex] Oh fuck no sorry Debi I didn’t mean it that way it’s just that, oh geez I am sorry, please I am so sorry please I didn’t mean to sound that way I was just being concern for her…

[Debi] Oh shut the fuck up. You’re sniveling whiny excuse makes me puke. Just for that I want you to add a loop on her left nostril. How about that, do you like being nice? Then common be nice one more and give me more ideas to put on her fucking body.

Debi went close to Alex and slap his face hard. She then grabbed a hand full of his hair at the back of his head and steered him at Janet’s face. [Debi] You see this bitch, this bitch stole my boyfriend and ruined my life and from what you just said she is about to ruin your life if I told your wife that you just questioned me. Do you realize what your mom and your wife will do if they realized you asked me to spare her? Do you want her to suffer in my hand or do you want your dick chopped off by your wife shove it up your ass and then make you eat it for disobeying me? Which do you think is better ass hole?

[Alex] Oh god I am sorry Debi I won’t do that again, okay…okay I will do it. It will take me about 6 hours for all of those rushing it and giving her time to heal and relax. Come back in 6 hours she will be ready.

Debi walked to the door and turned off the open sign, looked at Alex and smiled. She then went out of the store. As soon as Alex heard the sound of Debi’s car pulling away, he went close to her customer and stroked Janet’s head brushing her hair back apologizing. Wiping the tears away he grabbed his tool box and supplies, prepped Janet for the piercing and before he started he looked at Janet’s eyes one more time and said he was sorry. He knew that deep inside that Janet knew what was happening, she would feel what was going to be done to her and yet be helpless to stop it he saw the fear in her eyes but she could not shed a tear for Debi has commanded her not to cry. As soon as he heard Alex’s apologies she saw that he was about to start. Alex prepped his tools and started working on her ears…click…click…click…