les histoires de chrislebo

As soon as Cathy had knocked on her mum's door she burst into tears, she felt like the little girl she used to be when she had a fight at school or something, "Oh mum" she said and fell into her ******** arms, uncontrollable tears streaming down her face.

Jane slowly led her into the kitchen, arms wrapped around this frail *****, close to tears herself she said nothing, just let her ******** cry herself out. As the tears started to subside she said, "You sit there and I'll make you a nice cup of tea."

Cathy burst out laughing, tears still trickling down her face, "Oh mum, you and your wonder cure" she said, "I'd love a cup of tea."

Jane made the tea in silence, she knew her ******** would talk when she was ready, she put the steaming cup on the table and sat down, waiting.

"I'm sorry mum." Cathy said, "I didn't mean to worry you."

"Well you failed miserably" Jane said with a laugh. "Is it something I can help with."

"I've been promoted." Cathy said, "Out of the blue, I've been promoted."

"Well that's good isn't it?" Jane asked

"It's wonderful" Cathy said, "It was just a total shock after being passed over not so long ago that's all"

Cathy went on to tell her mum what the new job entailed, her worries about being away so much and missing Jordan growing up. The benefit's of the increase in salary and the possibility of the excellent bonus, the car, the whole package.

Two hour's later Cathy said she had to leave as she was going on a business dinner, Jane walked her to the door and said, "You know that your ****** and I love you dearly, Jordan is no problem at all in fact he has made such a difference to our lives, we go for walk's together and even go for a ***** in the country now and then, thing's that we would never have done without him, so please don't think your taking advantage of us, because if the truth were known it is us who take advantage, you love your work, now you can enjoy it even more" and with that she gave Cathy a kiss on the cheek.

"I love you too, and dad, I'll call you ok" Cathy said

Jane smiled, "By darling, take care" and watched as her ******** walked away. It had been a long time since she had been this close to her ********, and for the first time in a long time she felt really happy with her life.

As Cathy got to her front door she could hear her phone ringing, she dashed in and grabbed it, putting it to her ear, "Hello!"

"Hi Cathy" Ted said "You sound a lot better, just ringing to make sure you hadn't forgotten our dinner date tonight"

"Oh god" Cathy gasped "What's the time?"

"Don't worry it's only 5.30 but I thought you may have forgotten" Ted said with a laugh, "You seemed a little bit out of it at the office."

"Yes sorry Ted" Cathy said, "It was all a bit of a shock, but I just had a long chat with my mum and she calmed me down, I'm feeling much better thank you."

"Good then I will see you at 7.30 sharp" Ted said and hung up

Suddenly it dawned on Cathy that she had been calling him Ted, not Mr Heron, and he hadn't said a word, no reprimand, no order's nothing, just normal, even worse than that he was still normal, why?

Deciding that whatever the reason was she would soon find out she put it to the back of her mind and went for a long soak in the bath, she spent the whole two hour's getting ready and as this was supposed to be a business dinner she put her new suit on, with the blouse.

He arrived just after 7.30 in a taxi which took them out into the countryside. For most of the journey Ted gave Cathy the details about her new post, she would accompany Ted on business trip's both in the UK and abroad and at time's she would have to go to meeting's on her own, she carried the full weight of the board with her so any agreement's she made to get clients signed up had to be viable, blah blah blah. Most of it was lost in a cloud of confusion, not business confusion but NICE Ted confusion, but she had to admit the prospect of her new roll excited her.

The taxi stopped outside what must at sometime have been a country house. Ted paid the man and led Cathy up the stone steps to the main entrance, as the doorman let them in another man approached and asked for there coats, then pointed them towards the Maitre De', "Good evening Sir, Madam," he said with a nod of his head, "Have you booked a table."

Ted smiled back at him "Yes we have, in the name of Ms Winter's." as he gave the name he squeezed Cathy's arm.

Cathy was shocked that the booking was in her name but even more shocked that it was booked in her maiden name, but she said nothing just smiled at the Maitre' De, who snapped his finger's for a waiter.

The waiter led them to a table at the back of the restaurant and handed them the wine list. "Shall I order the wine?" Ted asked.

"Yes please." Cathy replied, still a little dazed at her surrounding's.

Once the waiter had brought there wine and taken there order Cathy suddenly felt vulnerable, "What's going on here Ted, why are you being nice to me, Mr Heron Sir!" she said pointedly.

Ted laughed "I have to admit that I have been deliberately nice to you Cathy, but thing's haven't changed, well not very much, let me explain."

"I wish you would," Cathy said sharply, "because this has been one hell of a confusing day for me, and exhausting as well."

"Ok!" Ted said, "Well first off I realise the other day after the builder that I may have gone a little too far, don't get me wrong, I loved every minute of it and if the need arises I will do it again, but I needed to know just how far you would go when ordered."

"So you've brought me here to pay for my apology I take it" Cathy said.

"No, not exactly." Ted said, "Your promotion is a good business move, we do make a good team and I have a lot of contact's in this business that would succumb more to a woman of your skills than if I just approached them on my own, and I don't mean just with your body either, so your promotion is dual purpose, one you get your clothing allowance so you can treat both yourself and me and secondly I get you as a travelling and business companion. And thirdly I suppose you get to keep your new home and your family together."

Cathy was bursting to say something but the thought of what Ted might do, or worse still make her do stopped her, she just sat in red faced silence.

"Look I'm sorry this isn't the way this evening was supposed to go." Ted said

"No!" Cathy blurted, "And just how was Ms Winter's supposed to act this evening then Mr Heron Sir."

"The Ms Winter's was a clerical error," Ted said, "Although we knew you were married you hadn't changed your name in your file and we decided that your details could remain as Ms Winter's for expense account's and the other thing's. Look, I chose this restaurant for one simple reason, it's secluded yes but it is also very discrete, this place is neutral ground, No Mr Heron sir or slut, just you and me and people speaking our mind's and being honest, neutral ground Cathy, somewhere you can relax and even have a go at me and I will not hold it against you, somewhere we can talk business or personal, somewhere you can relax as well as me, ok"

Cathy thought for a moment and decided she had nothing to lose by believing him, after all he could do anything he wanted with her. After a second she took a deep breath and let forth such a tirade of ***** that even she was surprised. How he had devastated her life and torn her apart, how she felt so ill having done what she had and how frightened she had been of him destroying her life, the trauma he had put her through. The tirade only stopped when the waiter arrived with there starter.

Ted had said nothing, he had let her say whatever she wanted letting her anger out would at least get her to relax a little, he hoped. They ate the starter in complete silence.

Cathy spent the time calming down, she had to admit that she felt a whole lot better for getting thing's off her chest, but she was still afraid of what he might do.

They were half way through there main course, "Fell better now?" Ted asked

"Yes, and no" Cathy said, "I'm waiting for you to insult me or worse."

"Not here." Ted said with a smile, "I knew you needed to get thing's off your chest, and sooner or later you would have exploded, so I thought that a neutral place made sense if we were to be working closer together in the future, especially as we will be spending a lot of time living together in hotels and foreign clime's."

"I hate what you've done to me" Cathy said, "I hate what you've made me do, I hate the fact that I have been made to remember what I used to be like, it makes me ill."

"Was it all so bad" Ted said, "was there not even a moment that the old you came to the fore."

Cathy almost ******, the very question she had asked herself was being put to her by the very man who would use her and who wanted to awaken the old Cathy. "No!" Cathy lied, "I will never let the old me take control again."

"So it's trying then." Ted said

Cathy could have kicked herself, "You wont win Ted, ok I can accept this place as neutral ground but you wont let me go will you, you will still ***** me and...."

"Oh yes Cathy" Ted said bluntly, "I will still fuck you and use you, and if I need you to fuck a client so we get our bonus at the end of the year then you will fuck him, I didn't get you this post just for your benefit or the companies, I intend to make good use of you, but here in this place you will always be safe, I promise, and I would much rather we got onto some sort of friendly term's instead of constantly fighting."

"Friendly terms." Cathy said shocked, "You as good as **** me and then you want to be friends."

"Come on Cathy, be honest," Ted said, "you could have stopped it at anytime, you never put up any real fight, and anyway you started being the nasty one as soon as I started working with you, I had to get control somehow didn't I."

"Ok so I wasn't very nice, but why like that, you could have sacked me or gone to Harold, but no you had to **** me."

"As soon as I saw you in Harold's office I knew your face, it bugged me for ages as to where I knew you from, added to that was the way you treated me and how you put every possible objection in my way. You're a good looking woman Cathy, look at you, look how you've changed since that first time, you look great, you look really sexy and you cant say you don't feel a lot more like a woman than you did before, every time I see you I just want to fuck you, even here when I know I cant, and the more you change the more I want you, I'm not letting that go, the mere knowledge that I own you is a turn on, you were a snooty stuck up bitch that done her best to make my life hell, I just turned the tables, now your mine."

Cathy couldn't reply, she couldn't admit that she felt more feminine now than she had ever done, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction. "You will never own my mind however much you ***** my body."

"Not all of it no." Ted said with a smile, "But I own part of your mind don't I."

"No you don't and you never will" Cathy replied angrily

"Ok!" Ted said, "Tell you what I will ask you a series of questions and all you have to do is answer yes or no, but you have to be totally and absolutely honest, what do you say?"

They were on their third bottle of wine by now and Cathy felt confident that she could evade any question she didn't want to answer, but just in case, "I reserve the right to pass on any question I don't feel I can answer."

"Ok!" Ted said, "But only three passes, are you wearing a bra

Cathy nearly ****** on her *****, not just the abruptness of the question but the content.

Ted handed her his napkin and said, "Could you bring the coffee into the lounge please, and maybe a brandy each as well?"

Cathy turned her head to see the waiter standing behind her, "Can I get you anything miss" he said.

"No!" Cathy said, "No thank you I'm alright thank you."

The waiter moved her chair back as she stood up, and she made the most of the walk to the lavish lounge. Ted led her to a corner area, as with the dinning room it was a secluded spot out of hearing distance of other guest's. Sat As she sat down on the settee Ted sat in an armchair slightly to one side but in front of her, a small table between them. "So!" he said "Are you wearing a bra."

She had taken the move as an opportunity to gather herself so this time the question wasn't such a shock, "No!" she said "Ok" Ted said. Then he fired off three question's one after the other "At anytime over the last few week's have you enjoyed being fucked."

"Pass"

"Do you masturbate"

"Pass

"Do you enjoy sex with your husband"

"Pass"

Then a deathly silence. Cathy realised she had been tricked, all her passes had gone now she would have to tell the truth

"Well that's three thing's we've established that your mind cant control" Ted said with a laugh.

Cathy was still a little bemused at the onslaught of question's, "What" she said "What have we established?"

"That there has been at least occasion when you have enjoyed what has been going on, that you masturbate and that sex with your husband isn't all that good." Ted said

Cathy could feel her face reddening "How do you come to that conclusion" she said

"Simple, you didn't defend anyone of those questions by saying no and you couldn't say yes so therefore you answered them all, now are you wearing pants."

"Wha...."

"Yes or no" Ted said

Cathy took a deep breath "No!"

"If you opened that jacket would I be able to see your nipple's"

The embarrassment was now complete, "Yes"

"Like I said, some of your mind is already mine, do you feel more feminine than before we started all this"

"Yes"

"Do you feel sexier, more desirable"

"Ted please"

"You can always say stop, this is neutral ground remember, do you feel sexier"

"Yes"

"Do you feel more sexually active, or do you want more sex than before"

"Ted" Cathy said shocked, "Come on please give me a break."

"Ok answer that one and I'll change the subject" he laughed

"Yes alright" She said laughing. She surprised herself, she was relaxed, this was the first time since Ted had started working with her she was able to relax with him, must have been the ***** she thought.

"Are you looking forward to your new job"

"Yes" she said, "And no"

"Why yes and no surely it's a great opportunity for you"

"Yes and you, you know what I mean"

"Yes well don't worry about that right now" He waved to the waiter another round of brandy's

"Have you signed your card, you'll need it to pay for dinner"

"Oh no I haven't I suppose I better." She got the card out and signed it, as the waiter delivered the *****'s she put the card on the tray.

And could you call a taxi for say about, fifteen minute's please?" Ted asked the waiter.

The waiter returned a moment later with the slip for Cathy to sign and said, "Taxi will be waiting outside when your ready sir"

"God" Cathy said, "I've just signed away two hundred odd pound's, just for a meal."

"Well I know it's expensive but I thought that it made a good place for neutral territory, relaxing and discrete."

"Yes it's nice" Cathy said "No pressure, I like that"

Ten minute's later they were in the taxi on there way back to Cathy's. As the car pulled up outside Ted said ****** well for tomorrow we go clothes shopping."

"What do you mean, we?" Cathy said as she got out of the car

Ted ignored her and the taxi pulled off leaving Cathy to wonder if she had heard correctly. As she went into her house she reflected on the evening, it wasn't at all what she had expected but the one thing that worried her was her own response to Ted's question, but she was far too tired and relaxed to keep her mind on it so got undressed, fell into bed and went straight to *****.

The following morning she wore her usual clothes to work arriving at her usual time, which surprised her almost as much as the good mood she was in. Ted was in his office working already she poked her head in the door "Good morning Ted" she said

Ted smiled got out of his chair and walked towards her "Cathy good morning" he said as his hand reached out and grabbed her by the hair. "Mr Heron Sir, bitch, now suck my fucking prick and suck it fucking good slag." his hand pulled her hair until she was on her knee's in front of him.

He had caught her totally off guard, she had given herself a false sense of security, she had fallen into his trap and now she had to pay the price. S

Slowly she undid his zip and took out his already erect prick, his precome was already leaking out of the top, she looked at it but couldn't move toward it. She felt her head being pulled until his manhood was pushing against her lip's. "Do it now, or say goodbye to everything, job, husband, family, say goodbye to them all." and with that he showed her a photo of her with the builder, big smile, leather dress and flashing tit's.

Nothing had changed, not really, last night was just a dream, she opened her mouth and without thinking about it began to suck him off, the only reason she knew he was about to come was his moan, she prepared herself for the flood and swallowed it without a thought, as he pulled away she stood up and looked at him waiting for further instruction's, her mind totally blank.

Ted realised what she was doing, she was shutting herself down from it all, but he couldn't have that, he needed her to know that nothing had changed but he also wanted her complicity, be it genuine or false he didn't care but cut off wasn't part of the package. He pulled up her skirt and leaned her over the desk, roughly spreading her legs. Suddenly he slapped her hard on her right bum cheek, the pain shocked her out of her lethargy, his other hand went to her pussy which wasn't even damp, he slapped her again, she moaned and slapped her again, this time she moved her hips and her head dropped slightly.

"You know you want this" he said, as his finger's slid into her increasingly wet hole, "You cant hide it when your cunt drip's it's juice." his finger started working on her bud, while his hand continued to slap her naked buttock's, each slap pushing her onto his finger's. Standing at her side he could easily slap and finger fuck at the same time, he leaned close to her ear and started whispering, "Love it don't you slut, feel it fucking you, just think of all the fun were going to have, all those men your going to fuck for me and when your done with them you get to fuck me, we'll have then queuing up for you think of it all those men looking at you wanting you, just you, cant you see yourself walking round a room of naked men picking the one out that you want fuck, then the following day walking around a strange town almost naked, can you see all those men looking at you wanting you can you see it, can you?"

All the time he was slapping her and fingering her, softly whispering in her ear, she moaned he knew she was fighting the answer, he knew her head was fighting her body, he knew he had her, because her body was fucking his finger now all by itself. She was thrusting herself harder than his slap's would have done pushing those finger's ever deeper, moaning loudly her head rolling around, knee's shaking, "Oh yes I can see them, you bastard I can see them all" she moaned "Ah yes now I want them now bastard bastard bastard, Argghhhhh" and then she just went wild head rolling all over the place hip's thrusting forward harder and harder and all the time that cry of orgasm, mixed with bastard! Bastard! Bastard! Finally she flopped across the desk.

Ted was hard long before she collapsed but it was only at that point that he decided he had to fuck her, he rammed into her wet hole and started pumping her, she raised up slightly as he entered her but put up no protest, gripping her hip's as hard as he could he yanked her onto him time after time, not caring if she got anything from it or not, "God I'm gonna love fucking you bitch, you got such a great cunt" he said.

"Bastard!" she mumbled as she started pushing back on him "You bastard!"

"Oh I see the body want another orgasm doe's it feel it coming do you bitch, you fucking whore, you love it don't you slag, say it say how much you love it tell daddy how you love him fucking you bitch tell me"

"You bastard, you fucking bastard, no, no don't do this to me daddy don't daddy please don't make me come daddy please you now how much I love it daddy I love you fucking me daddy harder daddy please harder make me come daddy now daddy now daddy oohhhhh yesss daddy now daddy argghhhhh daddyyyyyyy"

That was all Ted needed, "You fucking slag bitch ohhh yes it's coming bitch it's gonna fill that cuuuuunt arghhhhh, slag slag slag slag bitch nnnnnnn" and he shot his jism into he sopping cunt, there juices mixing in her canal and becoming one, slowly they both came to a stop, Ted pulled back and Cathy turned round and went to her knee's, taking him in her mouth and cleaning their mixed juices off his softening manhood.

"Now tell me you didn't enjoy that then Cat" he said looking down at her.

She said nothing just stood up and straightened her clothing, "I'll get some coffee Mr Heron sir." and she shakily walked out of the office.

As she stood in the kitchen she got angrier and angrier with herself, she hated what had happened but loved the feeling that ran through her body, the shock of his first assault had totally stunned her, the change from the previous night was total, so now she knew, it was neutral ground, but everywhere else she would be his utility, his toy and she had no doubt that his tail of a queue of men shagging her would be more than possible for him to do, he was a total control freak, and she was too busy fighting herself to be able to fight him.

She took the coffee into his office, "So were clothes shopping then Cathy, Harold has given us all day to get you sorted out but there are a couple of thing's you need to do first, sit down please."

"Yes Mr Heron Sir."

"Right!" Ted said "Firstly I was thinking of promoting Denise to office manager, you now her quite well do you think she could do the job."

Cathy was a little shocked, this was 'normal' Ted, Ted the businessman, and yes she saw the point, this was business. "I think Denise would make an excellent manager, she has the trust of the other staff and she is a good worker, she doe's most of the office work anyway now that I spend so much.... time with you."

"Good" Ted said "Now what about Danny Reynolds what do you think about him as a colleague."

"Honestly?" Cathy asked a little worried that this might be a trap of some kind.

"In business Cathy I promise I will always be honest, we must always be honest, we have a lot of money riding on our ability to work together and to bring in the client's so always honesty in business, the rest I leave up to you but I would rather you were honest about everything, even if you don't like it, just don't forget your place where that is concerned."

"Danny Reynolds is a male chauvinist pig who need's to be taught a lesson, he's insulting, sexist, lazy and downright crude."

"So you'll be happy sacking him then" Ted said.

"What! Meee" Cathy blurted.

"Yes we will call a meeting this morning and announce Denise's promotion, how much would you like to make Danny boy suffer then" Ted said with a smile.

"Him!" Cathy spat out, "I'd like to give him hell, why"

"Because I don't like him either, so how about we arrange for you to meet him tonight in the restroom, you can have your fun with him and then you can give him this." and he handed her a letter.

"What is it?" she asked

"Pay in lieu of notice, he leaves us tonight whatever happens, security have been advised to wait for your call, so do you fancy a little fun with him before you sack him?"

"Too right I do, Mr Heron Sir" she said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Good, so we'll have our meeting and then you and I will go shopping, get your mind working on some nice sexy outfit's not just for sunny clime's but also for the office, I want you looking horny when your at work and I want you to feel horny as well, after all, at least part of you knows you're a slut don't you Cat?" That slap in the face again, he kept doing it, kept putting her in the place he wanted her, "Yes Mr Heron Sir."

The meeting was called and Ted told the staff about Cathy's promotion, he then handed the meeting over to her, "Denise, I am very happy to tell you that you are the new office manager, and all the other staff will refer to you in all business matter's, if you have any problem's you can call either Ted or myself, Danny I have a few thing's to iron out but I would like to meet up with you later shall we say about four thirty, I should be free by then but whatever do wait for me as it could be very important, ok that's it"

Denise was surrounded by everyone, well except Danny who went straight over to Ted "What's this all about then Ted, this meeting thing?"

Ted slapped Danny on the back, "Don't worry old boy, I'm sure she will let you know when she's ready." Ted said

Getting no joy from Ted, Danny went over to Cathy, "Four thirty you say, anything I should know beforehand do I need to bring anything with me" Danny said

Cathy gave a huge smile and led Danny aside from the other's, with sheepish glances into his eye's and a sensual tone in her voice she said, "Well Danny I've been under a lot of pressure lately and I think I might have been a little nasty to you, so I just thought that you and I could maybe get to know each other a little better that's all, I need to see Mr Arnold to finish a few details and I might have something for you ok"

The effect was immediate, Dirty Danny thought he was going to get his rock's off, just as Cathy had planned, poor man, poor fool.

Cathy went over to Ted and said, "I have to get cleaned up, I wont be long."

Ted realised that she must still have his come running down her leg's and said, "Ok I will be in my office, we have all day to fill out your wardrobe so if you have anything you need to do first, you better do it as we wont be back today, ok"

A little confused she said, "Ok, five minute's then." As she walked to the ladies she wondered why Ted would go clothes shopping with her, he was a man after all and all men hated clothes shopping with a woman, still maybe he was using it as an excuse to get a day off.

After cleaning herself up she went to the mirror to check her makeup, she spotted one of the button's o her jacket was almost hanging off, she undid the other two and had the jacket half off when the door opened and Denise rushed in. "Oh thank you" she said, rushing over to Cathy and throwing her arms round her neck, "Thank you so much."

Cathy's naked breast's were rubbing against Denise's rough jumper making the nipple's erect, as Denise stepped back she realised what had happened and said "Oh sorry Cathy, I was just so excited at my promotion I had to thank you." All the time her eye's were on Cathy's erect nipple's.

Cathy flushed a little and held her jacket together, "You deserve it" she said, "I know you will do it well."

"It's true then," Denise said, "Danny said you didn't wear a bra any more and I called him a liar."

Cathy flushed even more and tried to brave it out, "That's not all I don't wear anymore." she said with smile, "All part of the new me."

Denise's eye's went wide, "Noooo!" she said, "You mean...." and her eye's moved down.

"Well just between you and me, no I don't wear pant's either." she laughed, trying to hide her embarrassment, "And as of next week my whole wardrobe will be changing to suit my new position."

"Oh I couldn't be that brave." Denise said shyly, "You at least have nice firm boob's, not small one's like me."

"Your not small at all." Cathy said before she could stop herself, "You have a nice body." she added realising too late that she had couldn't take any of it back. She didn't feel easy comparing bodies with Denise or any other woman come to that.

It was Denise's turn to go red now, "I would just love to have a body like yours." she said "All the men in the office have been commenting on it lately and even some of the women. I wish I was as brave as you"

"Well they've only been commenting since I stopped wearing a bra" Cathy said, feeling a little angry at herself for continuing the subject, "You would have the same effect if you stopped wearing one, anyway I have to go now if you need me I'm on my mobile ok?" with that she left Denise to her thought's.

As she walked back to her office she thought that what she had said was actually true, Denise did have a nice body and maybe she would turn head's if she didn't dress so frumpy, she was only thirty something for gods sake. She went into Ted's office and closed the door behind her, Ted was standing at his filing cabinet looking for something.

"Right I'm off to buy some clothes Ted I will see you Monday" she said, all jolly.

"Not without me your not" Ted said.

"Ted I'm quite able to buy my own clothes"

Ted swung round and grabbed Cathy by her jacket, pulling her to him till she was an inch from his face, the loose button hit the floor "What the fuck make's you think they will be your clothes, slag" he said and pushed her backwards into a chair, she sat down with a thump. "But, but...." Cathy stammered

"Let's get this straight shall we, what are you?" Ted said angrily "Eh! Tell me just what are you?"

Cathy was totally deflated, once again he had put her in her place, "I'm a slut Mr Heron sir, your slut."

"Exactly." Ted said sitting in his chair, "You came to me and said that you couldn't afford to dress as I required, yes or no?"

"Yes Mr Heron sir" Cathy mumbled

"Do you have any idea how much money your promotion, the promotion I got you, will increase your salary?"

"No Mr Heron sir I haven't had time to check."

"Well lets see shall we, you have a new car, £30,000 worth, an increase in salary about another £20,000 per annum and an expense account of up to £120,000 a year, true?"

"Yes Mr Heron sir, if you say so"

"And then you have a clothing allowance, so that you can dress the way I wont you to dress, as well as company dress, true?"

It suddenly dawned on Cathy what this was all about, while she was indeed grateful for the promotion he had engineered it for his own purposes, "Yes Mr Heron sir"

"You will be meeting prospective client's using that expense account and that clothing account, and you will do anything and everything to get them to sign a contract with us, and if you have to fuck them to get them to sign you will, for your services you will on average receive a bonus of around "2,000 for your sexual favour's, so what doe's that make you Cat"
She felt like she was going to throw up, how stupid of her to think that she had got promotion due to her own good work, how stupid? "A whore Mr Heron sir, a very expensive whore."

Ted said nothing for a moment, allowing Cathy to fully absorb what she had just said, then he opened a drawer and passed a file over to her, "This is what you are Cathy, whenever I tell you to fuck you will fuck, make no mistake about it, you will do as I say. However, what I said last night is true, the Paradise is neutral ground, you can say and do whatever you want there, and only there, let me tell you something to confirm that fact. You looked really sexy last night, gorgeous, could quite easily have fucked you, in fact I found it extremely hard to keep my word, did you realise that."

Cathy was going through the file that Ted had handed her, it was a pile of photo's of Cathy sucking or fucking any number of different men, even slob the builder, and not just recent one's but some from the original video, even though they disgusted her mind the body tingled. "No I didn't realise that Mr Heron sir, I wasn't sure you meant what you said sir."

"Well I did" he said quietly, "I also meant what I said this morning, as far as work is concerned we have to totally honest with each other, we must have a degree of trust, even if that sometimes crosses over into your position as slave. You got this position on merit, never doubt that, but it was me that created the position, deliberately with you in mind, the company needed a team like us anyway, so I decided to take advantage of them and you at the same time, but you did get the position on you own merit,"

Cathy was glad of that at least, the money she knew she desperately needed, and at the end of the day was there any difference between Ted using her here or anywhere else, not really, at least she was being paid to fuck, or be fucked, 'bastard', she thought.

"Thank you for that Mr Heron sir." she said

"Good" Ted said standing up, "You have had enough time to get used to your position as slave and now you have the position as my PA, you mix the two as best you can, but mix them you must. Let's go and do some shopping."

They drove into town and Ted let Cathy go it alone for a while, she occasionally asked his opinion on something and depending on his reply she made a decision as to whether or not to buy it. After the first two or three shop's Cathy was obviously a lot more relaxed and seemed to be having fun so Ted started to get more involved, even making her try something's on, cracking a joke here and there until hey were both having fun.

"Come on" Ted said, "I have something special for you."

"I know your sp...." Cathy stopped mid sentence, she had forgotten herself again and was waiting for a rebuke.

Ted realised he had to give her a bit of leeway and had decided that he would dominate when it was needed but not all the time, that way she would at least be able to relax when she was with him, a slave when needed was ok but a constantly frightened woman was a misery, "Oh I know you do" he laughed, ignoring the shortened word.

That seemed to do the trick, or Cathy decided to seriously test the water's, in her squeakiest voice she said, "Oh thank you Mr Heron sir." and bobbed along the road like a schoolgirl.

Ted took Cathy to what she thought was a sex shop, but in fact it was a sexually oriented clothes and accessory shop. They sold everything from peephole bra's and vibrators to long slinky high class negligee's and evening gowns. The proprietor prided herself on her service, specialising in couple's. Each customer was taken to there own room, served with wine a bite's, and in each room there was a changing room where the lady could try things on and then parade in front of there companion.

Cathy was led into the back room by Lysette, the owner, she seemed to know Ted quite well as she picked some thing's off the shelf and gave them to Cathy to try on, Cathy was expecting her to leave but instead she started to undress Cathy, all the while talking about the latest item's of fashion.

Lysette started off with some dresses, Cathy loved them all and a few other's that she could see as well, she tried the first one on and then Lysette slowly walked her out and showed it to Ted. He applauded loudly, "You look stunning Cathy, really beautiful" he said.

Cathy glowed, she drank a glass of wine and then went to try something else. And that's how it went for nearly two hours, try something on ***** a glass over and over until Cathy felt confident, or ***** enough for what she knew was coming up, the lingerie. After her first showing of just suspender's and stocking's she lost all her inhibition's, though in the back room she didn't have many anyway as Lysette was quite fond of squeezing her boob's or buttock's at every opportunity it seemed.

By the time they had paid for there good's Cathy had a whole new wardrobe and needed Ted to help her carry them home. Ted on the other hand had idea's of his own. It had dawned on him that Cathy was actually quite stunning when she was dressed properly and especially when she was having fun, she had a cheeky little way about her that really got a man's attention.

As the cab pulled up outside Cathy's house Ted paid the driver and grabbing a handful of bag's followed Cathy to the door. She opened the door and stumbled through, laughing, Ted followed closely, she didn't even realise he had passed her as she turned to close the door behind her. "Oh that was really good fun" she said, "would you like coffee."

"Yes please" Ted said following her into the kitchen, "Have you decided what your going to wear tonight when you sack Danny?"

"hmm, that depends on how far I can go with him" she said laughing

"That is entirely up to you, I give you a totally free hand with him, just as long as you sack him."

"Hmm I thought maybe the black dress with no top middle or bottom." she laughed.

"Oh you wicked witch" Ted laughed along with her, "I am glad to see you enjoying the idea of driving him wild."

"Oh I intend to do that and a lot more" Cathy said as she put the coffee's on the table

"Then I think it's time we threw out the old Cathy and welcomed in the new" Ted said

"What do you mean, throw out the old me" she said a little suspiciously

Ted stood in front of her, "Stand absolutely still." he said, "Don't move." He looked her straight in the face and reaching out took hold of her office jacket, tearing it open, buttons flying, Cathy sucked in a huge breath but didn't move, Ted moved behind her and pulled the jacket off, throwing it onto a chair, standing behind her he undid the zip on her skirt and then tore the skirt clean in half, letting it drop to the floor.

Cathy was panting heavily now, she could feel her juices start to flow, 'no' she thought 'not here this is my home, mine and Robs.' She desperately tried to control her body. Legs shaking and chest pounding she stood rigid to the spot, naked.

"That's the old Cathy gone" Ted said into her ear, he was so close she could feel his warm breath, "Now show me the new Cathy, the one that goes to work tonight."

Still shaking Cathy moved forward and picked up some of the bag's, slowly she made her way upstairs to the bedroom, dropping the bags as she went through the door, as she passed the mirror her alter ego smiled back at her, panting, lusting, wanting. "No!" Cathy screamed in her mind, "No it wont happen this is my home, mine and Rob's, no, no no!"

"But it wasn't your precious Rob that fucked you was it, it wasn't your Rob that wanted to fuck you last night was it"

Cathy was standing naked with her arms stretched out, resting each side of the mirror staring at her reflection in anger when she heard the noise, Ted had followed her upstairs with the other bag's and was standing next to her, she couldn't move, she stared at the mirror, fighting to move but she couldn't, Ted moved behind her and ran his hand's down her side and up to her tit's, feeling the swollen nipples, all the time looking at Cathy in he mirror, his hand's moved down to her waist and on to her hips moving ever closer to her pussy, her wet throbbing pussy, as he reached it and slipped a finger in she moaned, "No, you cant do this, not here."

Ted just looked at her in the mirror, he could see the turmoil in her face, see the battle that was raging. Slowly he started to undress not moving from behind her, not moving his gaze, he wanted her, for the first time since all this started he wanted to make love to her, not just fuck her, he wanted to complete his possession of her in her own home, even in her own bed.

All the time he was stripping she stood there, head shaking, murmuring 'no no, not here' but she didn't try to get away or stop him, her war was raging. Once he was naked he ran his hand's over her body again, cupping her breast while his other hand moved down to her swollen lip's, still she leaned forward hand's on the wall either side of the mirror, he could wait no longer, she had put up no resistance and if he was honest he didn't really know what he would have done if she had. Slowly he slid his throbbing erection into the waiting softness of her quim.

As she watched him strip Cathy could feel herself getting angry, 'yes get angry' she told herself 'fight him off, yes that's it' but the anger dissolved into lust, her body was winning the battle, she was panting heavily now, her reflection screaming at her, 'he's coming, not long and you will feel him in you, not long and you can be his, you know you want him you know you need it, you want him in you'

"No!" Cathy said quietly, "No this is my home." As she felt him slide his hardness into her she moaned loudly, "Ohhhh."

One hand on her tit and the other rubbing her clit she started moving with him, she didn't need him to fuck her, she was doing it herself, her eye's never leaving the mirror, the reflection looking back at her with *********** eye's, pure lust slavering for satisfaction, drooling at the thought of what her future was going to be. "You can't do this Ted" she moaned pushing back on him, "this is my home, ohhh, harder please harder"

Ted pulled her harder onto him, he would never have believed that it would feel this good, he would never have believed that she would give herself to him so willingly and with such wantonness. He was close now, he could feel his scrotum tightening up.

Cathy was pumping him now and the glare on her face was of pure lust, she needed it and she wanted it she was pumping more and more furiously, moaning guttural sounds as she pushed onto him drooling at the mouth. Suddenly she roared, "Now Ted, now fuck me Ted fuck me hard hurt me do it Ted Yeeeeesssss, oohhhhh" and floods of tears as she thrust wildly onto him like a wild ******.

At her roar Ted gripped her hard expecting her to fight him off but her cry's told him what she wanted and he gave it to her, ramming into her as hard as he could, digging his nails into her hip's as he viciously pulled her onto him and then he spat his jism into her with nothing but a murmur and strained "arghhhhhh"

Cathy had fought the fight, till the last moment she was going to push him away, but it was the last moment and went, along with her cry of ecstasy, her cry of orgasm, it rose from her stomach and unconsumed her whole body, passion and lust all mixed up and totally taking her over, she felt his juice spurt inside her, but she wanted more, she stood up and turned to him, kissing him passionately on the lip's she pushed him back on the bed taking his softening erection into her mouth, she tasted the mixture of juices, making ****** noises as though she were a dog eating it's dinner.

For the first time in many years Ted had two orgasm's in a day and if Cathy had her way he would do it again, and she was going to have her way, her mouth worked it's magic and slowly he started to stiffen again. Ted realised that he wasn't in control anymore, but he also knew that Cathy wasn't either, she had crossed over a bridge somewhere and now her body was doing the talking and nothing was going to stop it, the young Cathy of university day's was back with a vengeance.

Ted spun round as best he could and lifted Cathy over him so that he could run his tongue over her swollen sopping clit, he loved oral and considered himself a master at it, he used all his skill, all his teasing light touches to drive her even more wild than she already was, the guttural noises got louder and her hip's were bouncing up and down on his face, his dick was being consumed by an rabid woman who had lost all control, her swollen quim was dripping with his and her juice and the lips were bright red, her clit was throbbing visibly, pulsing like a heart, almost sucking his face into her pleasure cavern. Suddenly she doubled her speed on his swollen member, her hand playing with his ball's squeezing them as though mixing his juice's. He couldn't hold it off any longer and with nail's digging into her buttock's her shot deep into her mouth, she avidly licked it all moaning each time she found some of the warm fluid, then she went stiff, her cunt an inch from his face he dived into her, doubling his effort's.

"Noooo" she cried, "Nooooo, stop please stop no I cant take anymore" she tried to get up but Ted pulled her to him, nails ripping into her flesh, pinning her to his face, she fought and screamed loudly, ranting and trying to tear herself away, all the time she screamed a mixture of 'stop' or fuck me' or harder'. Then it changed to one long moaning cry of absolute total passionate orgasm, the cry seemed never ending, cry's of passion and cry's of tears until she collapsed, totally and utterly exhausted.

Ted pulled himself out from under her and lay beside her, moulding his body to hers. They lay like that for a while and then she stirred, reaching her hand behind and laying it on his hip, "Ill tell you this Mr Heron sir" she whispered, "I will hate you for the rest of my life, and I don't care what you do or say to me, I will always hate you for what you have done this day."

She got up and, still naked ran a bath. Ted lay on the bed watching her, this was the first time he had been able to just watch her, just admire her body, the way she moved and slim line's, he was pretty sure that she had lost weight over the last few week's because she just looked so slim line, her gorgeous breast's slimming down to a small waist and on to those strong hip's and then those leg's that seemed to go on forever.

"Your bath is ready Sir" Cathy said, standing in the doorway

Ted was surprised out of his thought's, he didn't realise she was running the bath for him, she stood there with a smile on her face. "Oh sorry I was mile's away." he said getting off the bed. He followed her into the bathroom then stepped in, the water was perfect, he slid in until it was up to his neck and then had to sit up as Cathy got in with him.

Cathy was on her knee's between his leg's, in her hand she had a nylon scrubby which was brimming with soap sud's, leaning forward she proceeded to soap him all over, making him lift his buttock's out of the water so she could soap his genitals.

Once she had soaped him Cathy soaped herself. Ted watched as she ran the scrubby all over her body, neither one spoke a word, Ted was at a bit of a loss at this totally unexpected servitude and Cathy was lost in her own thought's. She hadn't planned this bath for him she just ran the bath and fell into the slave routine, not really knowing why. Once she had finished her ablution's she stepped out of the bath and dried herself, conscious that Ted watched her every move.

"Coffee in five minute's." she said as she left the bathroom. "I have a man to destroy in an hour." The tone that she used made Ted realise that just how inwardly angry she was, he suddenly felt pity for Danny. He got out of the bath and dressed himself, making his way to the kitchen where Cathy was just pouring the coffee out.

They sat in relative silence while they drank it, both lost to there own thought's. Not able to take the semi silence any longer Ted said, "What do have planned for Danny then, something interesting I hope."

"Why will you be filming it." Cathy said bitterly.

"I'm sorry!" Ted said, "I was just trying to make conversation, clear the air if you like."

Cathy let out a huge sigh, "No!" she said, "I'm sorry. It's just that this is my home and I feel like I have invaded it, degraded it, not you but me, it make's me sad and angry, I feel I've lost something, but I'm not sure what, stupid isn't it?"

"Now I feel guilty" Ted said sadly.

"Why?" Cathy laughed, "If I have seriously said stop, would you have stopped, really?"

"Yes!" Ted said, "I was waiting for you to stop me, in a way this place was sort of off limit's, I don't know why."

"Exactly!" Cathy blurted, "And I knew that all the time, yet I couldn't say it, so it's me to blame, and it's me that will have to justify it to myself. But first I have to get rid of this anger, I cant think straight, so yes I have a plan for tonight, well sort of anyway."

They went on to discuss Cathy's plan, as loose knit as it was Ted liked it and decided to help thing's along a bit.

An hour later Ted entered the office, Cathy was in the exec suite where she intended to stay for a while. Ted went into Cathy's office and put something in the draw, then he went to the staff room and found Danny sitting on one of the settee's. Being a staff orientated company the staff room had a few extra's, not just a table but a fitted kitchen, a couple of settee's and two armchairs as well as a couple of coffee table's, and to one side a lockable bar, supposedly for visiting dignitaries.

"Cathy's a bit tied up at the moment." Ted said, "She said to wait in her office, I think she is getting ready for a social tonight or something, you might find a bottle in the bottom draw, help yourself to a ***** or three" And then Ted left Danny on his own, except for the camera's that Ted had spread around Cathy's office of course.

"Oh, oh ok!" Danny said, "Women eh, cant ever be on time." but Ted had gone so he was speaking to himself. He went into Cathy's office and sat in her seat, opening the bottom draw he found the bottle of scotch and a glass, as he took it out of the draw he spotted something else, something that Ted had added to Cathy's plan's. Danny looked around the outer office making sure he was on his own, then he poured himself a *****, all the time taking quick glances at the draw, then thinking he was safe he reached down and pulled out half a dozen photo's. He couldn't believe what he saw, Cathy sucking and fucking some guy or other and judging by the look on her face loving every minute of it and then there was the older picture, unmistakably Cathy, with a prick in each hole, mouth cunt and arse. 'Fucking hell' Danny thought 'I always knew the bitch was a goer but this, fuck me'

Ted left Danny to stew, or maybe cook would be a better word, for an hour before he went back into the office, he spotted Danny shoving thing's back into the draw. "Sorry Danny, apparently her hair wont go right, she said you better wait in the staff room, she is sorry but she will be here soon, ok."

"Yeah ok Ted, no problem." Danny said looking a little flushed.

"Might as well take the bottle as well." Ted said, "If she's gonna make you wait it might as well be on her ******* tab eh"

"Oh yeah right, thanks Ted." Danny said grabbing the bottle

Danny followed Ted to the staff room, Ted put a package on top of one of the unit's and then left. Ted checked the photo's were all there and then took them back to his office, Cathy didn't know about the photo's but Ted reckoned it would get Danny started while he waited. Ted's hope was that Danny would be bursting to tell Cathy what he knew but never get the chance because it would all be displayed before him.
An hour later the staff room door opened, Danny was on his way to being ***** by now, just as Cathy hoped. As she walked through the door, Danny's chin dropped to the floor. Cathy was dressed in the little black number of all little black number's.

It was a black chiffon halter neck, that was so short her stocking top's clearly showed, as did the fact that she wore no bra or pant's, the part that went round the neck was a band that started at the waist and went over her tit's just about covering them and then around the neck, and no back, four inch high heels and black fishnet stocking's and suspender's. With her hair done and made up to perfection Danny was totally dumbstruck.

With her most hip swaying sensual walk she went over to him and brushed his face, "I'm so sorry Danny, for keeping you waiting." she said in a slow, deep raspy voice "Pour me a ***** would you." she said as she sat down on the settee crossing her legs to reveal even more of her body.

Danny got her ***** and gave it to her, sitting down on the settee but leaving a gap between them, Cathy patted the spot next to her and said, "I cant show how sorry I am if your over there can I Danny." pouting at him and flashing her eye's.

"Oh yeah!" Danny said "Right." His eye didn't now where to look first, at her leg's or her boob's which were plain to see, 'if only they would slip out' he thought.

She swallowed her ***** and twisted round to put the glass on the coffee table, as she did she knew that her boob's would move into his view, as she turned back his eye's were fixed on where her nipple would have been visible. "You know I have had my eye on you for some time Danny don't you?" she said, "and what I'm going to do tonight I have wanted to do for a long time"

"Oh me too" Danny said, "Me too."

"And what have you wanted to do Danny" She said in that voice, "Tell me, I love to hear a man tell me what he wants to do."

"Oh Cath" Danny moaned, "All you had to do was ask, I've been dreaming about getting my hands on those tit's and fucking you silly for year's." and with that he reached out and slid his hand under the chiffon and started squeezing her tit's hard, playing with her nipple's, his breathing was erratic and heavy.

"Oh Danny" Cathy moaned, "Take your clothes off I cant get to you, strip off I want you naked."

Danny jumped up and stripped off throwing his clothes to the floor, naked he stood in front of her, his erection inches from her face, "Your dreams have come true" he said "Suck me Cath."

"Oh Danny" she said reaching out for his erection, "I've waited so long for this day" and then she took him deep into her mouth

She worked his throbbing member with all the skill she had and it took only a minute before she could taste his precome, a moment later and he started to moan, "Oh yes it's coming Cath it's coming for you babe."

"Oh not yet big boy!" she pleaded, "Hold it off I want to feel it in my arse, but I want you to eat me first before you fuck me." She lifted her legs up onto the settee so he could have clear access to her clit, which, whether she liked it or not was throbbing and ready.

Danny fell to his knees and dived in with his tongue, he was totally useless and couldn't even find her clit which was large and throbbing in anticipation, but she feigned enjoyment and twisting round gripped his stiff member and started to run her hand up and down vigorously,

Her hand started to ache so she feigned an explosive orgasm, "Oh Danny oh yes babe oh god no man has made me feel like this before oh Danny I need you now Danny I need you now" she screamed

Again his excitement brought him close to orgasm, "Oh god babe I want it now you nearly made me come again, I need to come now babe." and he went to ram his throbbing erection into her waiting pussy.

Cathy expected the move and slipped off the settee and again took him in her mouth, as he stood still to receive the promised pleasure Cathy took him in her hand and stood up sliding up his body, using her other hand to tease his bum crack and then play with his ball's. "Oh Danny I want you to grease your way into my arse, tell me when your ready and I'll be ready for you Danny, I can feel it coming Danny I can feel it."

"Oh yes babe" he moaned "I'll cream the way and ram it up your stinking hole, oh yes now babe now I'm ready no"

Cathy didn't stop in fact she speeded up and at the instant she felt that tell tale pulsing throb, she stopped slapped the letter on his chest and said, "Oh by the way Danny, your fired."

Ted, watching through the wireless cam that was in the package he had left, burst out laughing at the sight. Danny was standing in the middle of the room naked, erupting his jism onto the floor while holding his letter of dismissal in his hand, the look on his face was one of absolute *********** and bemusement.

"But....but!" Danny stammered, "You said...."

"No Danny!" Cath said, with all the pent up anger she had inside, "What I said was 'what I'm going to do tonight I have wanted to do for a long time' and that is exactly what I've down, I wouldn't fuck you for all the gold in fort fucking Knox, now clear your desk and fuck off, security will see you out and take your pass, it was fun, just" With that she turned and went to leave.

"No!" Danny screamed, "No your not getting away with it, I've seen them photo's in your desk, I know you're a fucking slut."

The door opened and Ted said "What photo's are they then Danny." he was fanning himself with the evidence. "Running round naked and sexually a***ing the female staff is not only a sackable offence Danny it is also criminal, security are on there way you two minute's to leave the premises."

"You need some help Mr Heron?"

"Do I need to let security in Danny or are you coming out?" Ted said.

As soon as Danny heard the voice he was grabbing his clothes and it only took a minute before he was ready to leave. "You haven't heard the last of this" Danny said.

"Let him clear his desk, taking only his own possessions and then escort him of the premises" Cathy said, taking control, "And take his pass of him as well, goodbye Danny, I cant say of it has been a pleasure."

Ted smiled and opened the door for her to walk through, he followed her to his office where they both burst out laughing. After a moment Cathy said, "What photo's by the way, let me see them."

Ted handed them to her, "Just a teaser for him while he waited." he said "There all there, none missing, don't worry."

"No wonder he was so hot so quick" Cathy laughed, "You primed him."

"Well you certainly seemed to enjoy yourself in there" Ted said "You look absolutely stunning, his face hit the floor as you walked in, I though he was going to come there and then."

Cathy laughed, "I'm glad he didn't," she said "the power I felt in there was incredible, the control I had over him was...." her sentence trailing off.

"I know!" Ted said, "I know."

"I think I better go" Cathy said quietly, "If that's ok with you."

"Yes Cathy" Ted said "See you tomorrow at 7pm ok."

"What!" Cathy said "Why?"

"Oh shit" Ted said, "I've been meaning to tell you all day."

"Tell me what."

"Riga" Ted said "You know Riga don't you?"

"Yes but what about them."

"They have agreed to sign the contract, but want to meet the team they will be working with" Ted said, smiling "You and me."

"Oh Ted!"

"Look it's purely informal Cat ok"

"Yes Mr Heron sir!" Cathy said automatically, shocked, in fact they were both shocked.

"I think the longer red version of that one will be nice, and remember this is worth a lot of money o you Cat."

"Yes Mr Heron" Cathy said, with a slight smile, "How much, I still haven't worked out the bonus structure yet."

"Well as I said it is just a social evening, but I have no doubt that there decision will depend heavily on you" Ted said, "And if they sign you will be richer by about £2,000 this month and £500 on the annual bonus payment."

"Do you want me to fuck them Mr Heron Sir?" Cathy said sarcastically

"All's fair in love and war." Ted said "And business is war, tease a little I should think would be enough."

"Yes Mr Heron Sir" Cathy said, "Will there be anything else tonight sir."

"Yes!" Ted said, ****** well, I will pick you up tomorrow."

The following evening Ted picked her up in a taxi. She was dressed almost exactly as the previous evening, the only difference was the dress, it was the same style as the black one but where that one stopped this one had a series of drifting panels that went to the floor. She got into the taxi and she sat down the chiffon panels slid open revealing her stocking covered legs.

"Absolutely gorgeous" Ted said "You look stunning."

Cathy glowed at the compliment, "Why thank you kind sir." she said

As they travelled Ted went over the current situation with Riga's. They were an old client of Ted's from his previous job and he had managed to poach them but they insisted on meeting the people that they would be working with, so this was purely a social evening and no business would be discussed. "So just have fun and enjoy yourself, relax, it's not work it's just social ok" he finished.

They entered the restaurant and were led to a booth at the back, one of those half circle bench seat thing's in plush red leather.

Ted ordered them both a ***** and told the waiter that they were expecting company and they would order there food then. Cathy sat nervously waiting, she hated meeting new people at the best of time's, she usually liked to get to know them on the phone first. She hated it even more dressed like this, not that she didn't like how she looked, she loved it, but because she may make the wrong impression and lose the contract, but when she rang Ted that morning he had insisted she should wear this dress.

"Here they are." Ted said, "Dean, Colin, this is Cathy."

Cathy held out her hand but Dean pulled her forward and kissed her on the cheek, moving aside to let Colin do the same.

"Well worth the trip already eh Dean" Colin said.

"You've brought sunshine into an otherwise cloudy day" Dean said as he sat down.

Cathy realised that she was sitting between the guest's who slid her around to the end of the table. She checked the two men over, they were about the same age as Ted but a little bit worse for wear, both had a paunch and very little hair, where as Ted had a good head of hair and his midriff was only just starting to tell it's age

Several *****'s quickly followed before they ordered there meal. Cathy was feeling a little light headed as she hadn't eaten all day, and Colin and Dean soon started making joke's about how she would fall out of her dress if she made any sudden move's.

She decided that she quite liked these two, they had a sense of humour so, remembering what Ted had said about being social, she egged them on a little, feigning embarrassment or obviously feigned disgust, mixing in a good proportion of girly giggles.

Even before the meat arrived they were both running hand's up her leg's. As the meal was delivered she said, "Ok guy's, truce while we eat ok or I could ***** on the meat." Not realising the implication of what she said until the three men burst out laughing, Cathy gave an embarrassed look at the waiter, who despite his professionalism couldn't help but smile.

The truce held throughout the meal, the conversation consisting of how did Ted and Cathy start working together and other time filling subject's, but it was plain to Cathy that all three men were eager to see her get embarrassed again which made her a little nervous so made her ***** a little more wine than she should have.

Once the plate's were cleared away and the coffee and brandy delivered the joke's became more obvious, and more sexually explicit.

Colin and Dean both had a hand on Cathy's leg's and she was doing her best to stop them from going too high without making a scene, she knew that the waiter wouldn't reappear until someone in the cubicle rang the waiter bell, so the men had no fear of being interrupted.

"So how much movement would it take for one of those beauties to fall out then Cath." Dean asked looking at her ample boob's.

Trying to be jocular, either through bravado or *****, she said, "Well I would probably have to stand up, lean forward and swing them a little." and then laughed.

"Go on then" Colin said, "I bet they don't come out."

Before Cathy could say anything Dean said, "I bet £100.00 they would."

"I'll take your bet" Dean said

"And me." Ted echoed.

Cathy was stunned into silence, she couldn't believe Ted had joined in as well, now she wasn't sure how she stood, was Ted telling her to comply or was he just joining in the ***********.

Ted reached into his pocket and pulled something out, "Let me introduce you to Colin." He said, as he lay three photograph's on the table, "And Dean." He lay three more pictures out.

Cathy was stunned into silence. "They do own Riga's by the way but wanted to meet you socially first, so I agreed Cat" Ted said, emphasising the Cat

Cathy's mind went back to that video, they fucking video, these were pictures of the other two men who had been there with Ted, those men were Colin and Dean. "Don't do this Ted please." Cathy said, pleading

Ted had waited for this moment since he first realised who she was, he wasn't going to allow her to spoil the reunion. "Don't worry Cat." he said, "You've had them both before so it's not like they're stranger's is it."

Cathy picked up her brandy and drank it empty, filling it up again from the bottle. She was fighting now, her body verses her mind, an epic battle which her mind slowly lost, after what seemed like hour's, but was in fact only a couple of minute's, her mind closed down, a shield of protection dropping down, dividing her two different persona's.

"Well there's my hundred." Dean said, throwing his cash in the middle of the table, quickly followed by the other two.

The hand's were still travelling up her leg's but her resistance was weakening as her body took control, "And what do I get from the winner then, after all I'm the one doing the shaking." she said slowly.

"50:50!" Colin said, "You get half of all money bet."

"There you are Cat, £150.00 just to flash your tit's." Ted said, "More than your last client eh?"

Ted had made his position clear. He had brought her here for his two old friend's to play with, once again he had caught her out, now she understood why he kept saying this was a social evening. She, was the entertainment.

She took a deep breath and with a half smile stood up and leaned over the table looking Ted straight in the face, hatred in her eye's. Instantly she felt two hand's run up her leg to her pussy. As she leaned forward the dress drooped as she knew it would, she started to shake her tit's from side to side but the material held and swayed with her. By now she had a finger brushing her pussy lip's and another at her bum crack, she could feel her juices begin to flow, and her mind give over totally to her body.

"I win." Colin said.

With that Dean slipped his hand under the material and pulled out her tit, "No you don't," he said "One in and one out, it's a draw."

Dean pulled Cathy back to the seat by her tit, "They're ****** firm though Col," he said "Have a feel, you could have a right good tit fuck with these."

Colin took her other boob and released it from the material, Dean had lowered his head and started licking her nipple, Colin followed suit, both had there hand's fighting over her clit and despite the situation she could feel her sexual urges taking over. All the moving on the leather had made Cathy slide forward, suddenly she felt someone between her leg's, breath on her skin and then, unmistakably a tongue on her thigh's. She opened her eye's to find a space where Ted should have been, he had slipped under the table and was now making his way up to her wet pussy, the thought was enough to flood her swollen quim.

Colin moved up from her tit's and pulled her face to his, kissing her passionately on the lip's. She couldn't help but respond, and put her hand behind his head and pulled him to her. Dean was now sucking on her tit and running his finger's over her swollen pussy lip's, then Ted's tongue made contact with her clit, she jumped at the touch and let out a moan of pleasure through Colin's passionate lip's.

Cathy's mind was screaming "Nooooo." But it was too late, the look on her face was sheer lust, the slut had taken over and she spread her leg's wide, one arm round Colin the other reaching down to play with his zip.

Whatever else Ted might be, he was an expert with his tongue and it took only a minute for Cathy to feel her orgasm rising. "Ohh yes." she moaned gripping Colin's erection through the material. "Oh yes oh yes now now" she moaned.

Ted stopped, "No, don't stop please don't stop" Cathy cried. But Ted was back in his seat, Dean too had stopped and Cathy was left writhing in her seat, almost tearing Colin's dick out by it's root. "Noooooo" she moaned.

"You were right Ted, still the slag she was all those years ago." Dean said, "This is going to be one hell of a great fucking night"

"Well she's going to have to do some real kissing to make this feel better." Colin said with his erection now free of his trousers, "She nearly pulled it off.".

"Well if you want her mouth I've gotta fuck that tight little pussy." Dean said "You sit on the table Col so I can get behind her."

Colin did as Dean suggested, pulling her face to his erection, Dean positioned himself behind her and rammed his throbbing cock into her sopping wet hole.

Cathy took Colin into her mouth automatically and welcomed Dean into her throbbing pussy, hoping he would last out long enough for her to come. Colin had to lean back so that Cathy could get past his bulging belly, Ted sat to the side watching, he knew his time would come, he watched as Cathy worked on Colin's throbbing member and Dean was soon panting loudly, red faced and near to his orgasm.

"Ohhh, fuck me I'm gonna enjoy working with you." Colin said, "Oh yes babe now suck it now, don't waste it Ohhhh yes" and he shot his jism into her eager mouth, his face red with the exertion.

Cathy knew he was coming before the fluid hit her throat, she swallowed it all and licked every drop from the tip, 'Now Dean give it me' she thought.

Dean was closer than she thought and only a couple of seconds after Colin filled her mouth Deans hand's gripped her hip's hard and started ramming into her. Unfortunately for Cathy Dean was the silent approach type, as she felt her own orgasm rising Dean filled her pulsing cunt with his jism, "Arrrrgggghh, oh god your tight oh yeeees arghh."

Once again Cathy was left on the very edge of orgasm, "No don't stop." she moaned, "You cant stop not now, noooo."

"Fuck me!" Colin said, "She just cant get enough can she?"

Cathy flopped back onto the seat and Dean grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to his softening member, without being told she started to clean the mixture of fluid's from him.

"Yes Sir, can I get you something?"

Cathy looked up at the strange voice to see the waiter looking at her, totally unconcerned at what he saw. "Yes," Ted said, "could you call us a taxi please, and I'd like to pay the bill." Ted put a card on the tray and the waiter left.

When the waiter returned a few moment's later Cathy was sitting up with the two men roughly squeezing her tit's, her dress round her waist, there other hands busy under the table. He handed Ted a tray with a docket for him to sign, "Your taxi will be waiting outside when your ready sir," he said, and with a smile and a nod at Cathy, added "madam"

"Thank you." Ted said "Come on guy's we don't want her to cum yet, just keep her on the edge."

"Bastard's" Cathy said, "You done it on purpose, I cant take much more of it, you gotta let me come Ted, please."

"Oh your gonna come Cat" Ted said with a leer on his face.

Cathy pulled her dress up and done her best to make herself look presentable, Ted handed the other two a tablet each, "Viagra," he said, "I think we might need it."

Cathy had hoped that the evening was over but was in no doubt now that the night was going to continue somewhere else, how long she could hold herself together if they kept her on the edge of orgasm she didn't know, she had to get something from all this otherwise her body would take total control and she would lose her mind forever.

Cathy walked through the restaurant with as much dignity as she could, conscious that the waiter could have told everyone what he had seen, but she got no comment's or leering look's which made her feel a bit better even though her leg's wouldn't stop shaking and the churning need for orgasm bit at her clit with each step she took. As they got into the taxi all three men swallowed there Viagra. Cathy got into the back of the taxi and again found she was in between Colin and Dean who wasted no time pulling her dress down and tearing at her nipples with finger's and teeth, at the same time they were playing her clit keeping her on the edge. By the time they reached Colin's hotel she was begging them to let her come, even the taxi driver was enjoying the sight and sound of her frantically screaming for release.

Ted had been watching all this from the front seat and as they approached the hotel he turned to the driver, "Take us round the back will you?" he said

"Alright mate" the driver said, "No problem."

As they pulled up at the darkened rear of the hotel, Cathy was almost laying across the back seat with her leg's wide open, her dripping pussy on view to all. "She certainly look's like she loves a good time." the driver said

"O she love's a good fuck" Ted said, "And right now all she wants is for someone to make her come, isn't that right Cat?"

Cathy's hand were moving down between her leg's she was so desperate, "You know it is you bastards have been teasing me all night" she said, "I'm in agony I cant even stand up properly, please Ted let do it let me please."

"I can do better than that Cat" Ted said, with that leer in his eye again. "How much is the driver?" Ted asked.

"Twenty two quid mate" the driver replied

"And would you be willing to swap that money for the chance to give this lady what she wants" Ted said

"Too fucking right I would" the driver gasped, eye's popping wide open.

"No Ted please no," Cathy cried, "Don't please don't, not him please."

Ted got out of the car, "Come on then driver, come and get your fare."

Colin and Dean 'helped' Cathy out of the car, as she stood outside her dress started to fall, she made a grab for it but they stopped her and it continued to the floor. Naked now and with Colin and Deans hand's working her clit with one hand while the other held her to the car she was desperate for orgasm, the driver watched her face, seeing the pain as the two men once again stopped as she was on the edge.

Ted leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Hopefully you will come many time's tonight, but he will be the first so you better let him know or I will ******* you till you do."

"No!" Cathy said, "I cant, I just cant Ted please."

Ted moved back, "Make room guy's let him play with her for a while so he can let her know how good a lover he is" Ted said, and laughed.

Colin and Dean moved back a little as the driver moved in, running his hands over her body he roughly pinched her nipples and then pulled her to him and started kissing her neck, running a hand down between her leg's and pushing his finger's into her throbbing hole.

'Oh yes' Cathy though 'he's going to do it, he's gonna make me come'

But no, "Not too much we don't want her to come yet" Ted said

Cathy exploded, she couldn't take any more, "No! let him Ted." she screamed, "I want him to, I want you, fuck me please I want you now do it now."

The driver didn't need telling twice, while Colin and Dean held her against the car the driver dropped his trousers and without any though for Cathy rammed into her sodden hole, grabbing her legs and lifting them to is waist he pulled her onto him, with the other two holding her she was like a rag doll, her whole body went limp, just craving the release of orgasm.

As her orgasm rose Cathy closed her arms around Dean and Colin, her face screwed up and she started to drool, "Come on you bastard fuck me, do it you fuck do it now you piece of ****, fuck it fuck it."

The words and the look drove the man on without any thought of pain to himself or his victim he thrust into her as hard and fats as he could, it took only minute's before he spunked into her, but she beat him to it by a second, "Oh yes." she screamed, "Oh at last yes oh god yes ohhhh yeeeeeeesss arghhhhh, don't stop that's it oh yes keep going."

But he couldn't go on any longer, the power of his orgasm was painful, the sudden burst of lust gone with his juices, he slid out and stepped back.

"No you bastard," Cathy screamed, "No I haven't finished no you noooo not yet noooo." as she slid to the floor moaning and cursing at them all.

As the car pulled away she tried to stand but her leg's wouldn't hold her, her orgasm had gained a life of it's own and wouldn't stop, with the help of the men she managed to get her dress on but they had all been standing on it while the driver took his fee and it was in tatter's. Dean and Ted half carried her into the hotel while Colin got the key. As they entered they dropped her on the settee and stripped of there clothes, the Viagra was working and in second's she was astride Dean who thrust into her.

As dean ****** his way into her dripping hole Cathy let out a scream of pleasure, her orgasm hit new height's of pain, a second later she felt someone slide between her bum cheeks and into her anus. She was wild now thrusting onto any erection she could to take the pain out of her throbbing pussy. The third erection appeared in front of her face and she eagerly took it into her mouth, if she had not been lost in a cloud of pleasurable agony she would have known it was Ted, his face contorted in lustful agony, still her orgasm wouldn't stop, it kept on and on, getting stronger and wilder, even as they filled her with their juices, even as they dragged her into the bedroom and put her on the bed, twisted in agonising pleasure while they got themselves a *****.

She heard nothing, saw nothing, until once again she was lifted and dropped onto a hard throbbing penis, not that she would have cared what it was, then another into her bum crack, the pain of the violent entry clearing her vision as she screamed.

As her vision cleared she saw her face in a mirror at the end of the bed, the body was in total control, the look of a slut begging for more looked back at her, eye's wide, mouth leering back at her as she moaned "Yes, yes yes, more more harder harder." her mind, though locked away, screamed back, "Nooooooo."

She didn't know how long it went on for, all she could remember was being thrown from one position to another, sometimes one of them sometimes two and sometimes all three. She let them use her like a puppet, she wanted them to use her, to fuck her, to end her agonising orgasm, but even as she fell asleep the pain still pulsated through her cunt, racking through her entire body.

When she woke it was just turning light, her body was still asleep, it was the mind that woke up. She knew she had to get away from them before they woke or they would start again, she couldn't take any more. She was battered and bruised all over, cut's on her tit's and god knows where else. She could hardly walk, but she managed to phone for a taxi and stagger down the stairs without waking them, she prayed that they wouldn't catch her even as she got into the cab, her dress all tattered and torn she had taken a towel to cover herself and slipped passed the ******** night porter.

Cathy ran into her house and ran up the stairs throwing herself on the bed, but even here she had no escape, the bed still a mess from Ted's visit, she fell to the floor in flood's of tears, lifting her head to look into the mirror, the face that looked back was still the lusting sexual ****** of last night, panting for more. Cathy's stomach churned and she jumped up and ran to the bathroom just in time to throw her dinner and a gallon of male sperm down the toilet. Her body racked with tears she slowly undressed and put her bruised and battered body under a scalding hot shower in an effort to sterilise the night away, but she knew that nothing would ever be able to wash away the horror's that her body would crave for. Even as she got into bed her body pulsed with anticipation of the next time. Whenever that might be.

Chapter 3: Mind Over Body

If you haven't read any of my Cathy stories yet I strongly advise you to at least read Cathy (2) Once my Slave, before you go any further as it gives an insight into who and what she is.

Cathy woke up with a start, her arms and legs flailing around insanely, fighting off imaginary men. "Oh fuck." she said, realising she was alone, "Now I'm having wet dreams." She looked around and burst out laughing.

It had been two day's since her night with Ted, Colin and Dean. She had looked so exhausted that Ted had sent her home and told her not to come back till Monday when they had to prepare for there trip to Belgium. She had slept all day Thursday, only getting up after dark for a bite to eat and *****. 'Thank god it's Friday' she thought. She showered and went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, as she poured it the phone rang.

"Hi hun." Rob said.

A little shocked Cathy replied, "Rob, oh hi babe where are you?"

"I'm in Sweden, wont be home for at least a week babe, sorry." Rob said, "gotta go, call you later bye, love you."

Before Cathy could say anything her husband was gone. When she married Rob this was one of the deciding factors, he was always abroad, but now she needed him to be here, she needed someone to lean on, even to talk to. "Bastard!" she shouted angrily as she slammed the phone down. "You don't give a **** about me, just work work ****** work. Well if you do not care about 'us' why the fuck should I."

Cathy had spent a lot of time thinking about what was happening to her since Ted had 'raped' her, and she did call it ****, being ****** to submit to his will whenever he wanted her. However, thing's had changed. She knew that the Cathy of old, the slut, was well and truly awake now, she knew that whenever Ted told her to suck or fuck someone she would. Not just because he said so, but also because she wanted it to. She wondered if she was a nymphomaniac, or was it because the 'business woman' detached Cathy had ruled her life for so long. Whatever the reason, the slut was finding it easier and easier to dominate the businesswoman, especially when the businesswoman needed an added weapon to clinch a deal.

Cathy went upstairs to get dressed, still angry but with a smile on her face. Whenever she got angry with Rob, the slut would make the most of it. As she stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom the voice in her head said, "He's only working for us; he knows we need the money."

"Well if he was here he would know that we don't need the money." she said out loud, "He didn't even give you a chance to tell him did he?"

"He must have been busy," the voice said.

"He's always busy, always too busy to spend five minute's with you, we don't need him. I don't need him."

With that, the meek voice in her head wilted into nothing, all that stood before the mirror was Cathy the slut, Cathy the woman. She looked at her reflection and ran her hands over her body, smiling as she did so, her body tingling at the touch, over her firm breast's down to her thigh's and between her legs.

"Hmm." she said, "I think we need to tone up a little if were going to be displaying our wears regularly."

With a smile at her reflection, she moved to her wardrobe and took out some of her new clothes, slowly dressing in front of the mirror until she was satisfied. It did not take long, but then all she put on was a thin top, short skirt and pull up stockings. Satisfied with how she looked she went to her study.

When they had bought this house, the previous owner had building permission and plans to build a two-storey extension, a double garage with a bedroom above it. Once Cathy decided that she needed to exercise, she remembered the plans and, probably through anger, decided to have it built; only the bedroom would become a gym and sauna. With the plans were quotes for the work and the name of the architect, a local office in town, she decided to go and visit him and then to call the builders.

She had to park in a multi storey car park and walk to the architects office and she couldn't help noticing the looks that she got, she loved it and realised that she was instinctively walking to tease, swaying her bum and making sure her breast's moved freely, even smiling at some of the men as she passed.

As she entered the office she was greeted by a woman in her fifty's "Yes, can I help you" she said officiously.

Putting on her biggest smile Cathy said, "Would it be possible to see Mr Hexton please"

"Do you have an appointment?" A look of annoyance on her face

"Oh I'm sorry....what a lovely brooch, it's gorgeous." Cathy said still smiling, "May I have a look at it."

The secretary was surprised, "Ye....yes of course."

Cathy moved round the desk and ran her finger's over the brooch, "It's so pretty, it suit's your colour so well.

"We....well thank you; it was a gift from my late husband."

"Oh! I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry," Cathy said, "It just look's so pretty on you."

"Oh not at all, now then Mr Hexton you say." The secretary was flustered now but Cathy knew that her trick had worked.

"Yes if it's at all possible, I have these plans that he drew up and I would like to make some small changes to them, but if I need an appointment I could come back I suppose."

"No, no don't worry, give me a moment. You are...."

Cathy gave her name and watched as miss prim went through some door's that Cathy assumed led to the offices of Hexton and Norton. She returned a moment later and said "Mr Hexton has someone with him at the moment but if you could wait he will see you as soon as he is free.

"Oh thank you so much," Cathy purred, "I'll wait thank you."

"Would you like some coffee or tea perhaps?" The secretary asked.

"Coffee would be wonderful, your so kind. "

A moment later Cathy sat with a piping hot cup of coffee in her hand, and the secretary was offering some of her own private stash of biscuit's "I keep these for special client's" she said, "If they knew about them they would eat them all."

"I promise I won't tell." Cathy said with a smile. "My names Cathy by the way."

"Oh, Janet, call me Janet." Again, she was flustered, caught unawares.

Ten minutes later Janet ushered Cathy into Mr Hexton's office, "Ms Winters Mr Hexton"

"Thank you Janet, could you bring some coffee in and biscuits if we have any."

"Oh I think I just had the last biscuit I'm afraid." Cathy said as she approached the desk, hand held out, "And it's Cathy, please."

"Oh...oh well never mind, please take a seat he said watching her breast's shake as he shook her hand.

Cathy looked over her shoulder and winked at Janet as she left. "So what can I do for you then....Cathy?" Hexton asked "Oh and its Daniel."

Daniel was in his late thirties well dressed thinning on top, glasses and a stomach that belonged to a man ten years older. Cathy turned the chair slightly as she sat down and slowly crossed her legs making sure that he got a good look at them. "I have these plans that you drew up for the previous occupier of my home, I wondered if we could make a few changes." she said handing them over to him.

"Well let's see," he said spreading the plans across his desk. "Yes I think I remember these, simple two storey extension. You're not happy with them I take it?"

"Oh no it's not that." Cathy said as someone knocked on the door. Cathy guessed it was Janet so uncrossed her legs and sat looking like miss prim and proper.

"Come!" Daniel shouted and Janet walked in and laid a tray with two cups and a steaming pot on the coffee table. "Thank you Janet."

As she left Daniel said, "You wanted some changes made."

Cathy got up and moved round the desk, standing as close to him as she could, "Not much really," she said, "I want to make this a gym and sauna instead of a bedroom and a wall between the garages so that I can make one an office that I can access from inside the house." She was waving her hands over the plans and could hear his breathing increase as he took in her perfume and her closeness. "I was hoping to take it to the builders today, would that be possible?" she was looking into his eyes now, smiling.

"Hmm.... Shall we have coffee while we talk." he said stepping around his chair and walking to the settee.

The office was obviously designed to entertain clients in comfort, there was a settee and an armchair that Cathy sat in, legs crossed, sitting slightly sideways so that he could see the top's of her stockings.

They spent the next half hour discussing what Cathy wanted and spec changes. Finally Daniel said, "Leave that with me, its eleven thirty now, if you can get back about one thirty I will have them ready for you, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Oh I'm sure there is Daniel, see you at one thirty then." and with the sexiest walk Daniel had ever seen she swished out of the door. As she passed Janet she brushed her hand saying "I will be back about one thirty Janet ok?"

"Oh yes, see you then Cathy, take care dear." Janet replied with a huge smile.

Cathy was pleased with her morning's work; while she had something to eat; she decided to call the builders to make an appointment. She managed to convince the secretary that it had to be today and got in for three thirty pm. After her lunch, she had a while to spare so done a little shopping on her clothes card then went back to Hexton and Norton arriving fifteen minutes early. Janet was eating dinner at her desk, a container of salad. "Oh sorry," she said, "A working lunch." and started to pack it away.

"No please, Janet, have your lunch, just point me to the coffee and I will help myself." Cathy said.

Janet pointed to the corner of her office where Cathy saw the percolator was full and hot, "You want one? She asked

"Mmmm....sorry, yes please one sugar if you don't mind." Janet said between chomps on her salad.

Cathy got the coffee and handed one to Janet, then she reached into her shopping bag's and pulled out a tin of exclusive chocolate biscuit's, "For being so kind this morning" she said laying them on Janet's desk.

"Oh you shouldn't have," Janet said, "I'll get fat."

"Nonsense!" Cathy laughed, "You have a great figure, the odd biscuit or two wont do you any harm."

Janet was obviously embarrassed, and Cathy knew it wasn't just because of the gift.

"I'll just see if Mr Hexton is available." Janet said as she got up and escaped through the office doors, returning a moment later, "He will see you now."

"Thank you Janet, I'll take my coffee if that's ok." Cathy said

Janet did not reply, just looked at the floor as Cathy passed her, still embarrassed it seemed.

Cathy walked into Daniels office as though it were her own; throughout her dealing's with him, she had managed to put on a good mix of both her business and her vamp side, neither of which had gone unnoticed. "So how are we doing then Daniel?" she said heading for the armchair.

"Yes it's finished," Daniel said, watching as she crossed her legs, "Quite simple really, just a couple of lines, here and here."

He was standing next to his drawing board so Cathy got up and walked over to him, making sure he had a good view between her leg's, he couldn't miss the fact that she had no pant's on and as her nipples were always standing out he now knew she was almost naked. Standing close enough to put her arm round his back and brush against him, she listened as he went into meaningless detail of the changes he had made. "All very simple really." he said finally turning to walk away from her but only managing to get as far as facing her.

Cathy looked into his eyes and said, "Thank you Daniel, now then, you said you may be able to do something else for me. What did you have in mind?"

Finally willing himself to move he stepped aside and said "I uh....um....well we do site management as well." he said finally, "You know, make sure the builders do the job on time and such."

"Would that mean you coming round to my place then?" Cathy asked, "Regularly?"

"Well at least once or twice yes," he said, "it's not a long job."

"That's a shame." Cathy said, "I am seeing the builders this afternoon, I'll give them your number and you can arrange a schedule, call me soon ok" she was gathering her thing's up as she spoke and with a final smile said, "Call me soon ok." and then she was gone. With a final farewell to a still embarrassed Janet, she floated out of the office and made her way to the builder's office.

Despite arriving early, the minute she was out of her car a man was at the office door to meet her. "Mrs Winters" I assume?" the man said, "I'm Dave Manning, come in to my office."

'Said the spider to the fly' Cathy thought, but said nothing. The 'office' was a portacabin, part of which had a desk in it that left little or no room for anyone to move around and a second chair against a wall. The positioning of the chair that he beckoned Cathy to sit on meant that he could see right up her legs and he made it very plain that he was looking. Before she had said a word, Cathy had him hooked. "I believe you can help me." she said, not trying to hide her legs or stocking tops, just twisting slightly so that he couldn't see up to her naked quim.

"Oh I do hope so Mrs Winters, anything in particular?" he said

Cathy reached forward and put a hand on his knee, "Please call me Cathy."

"Ok! Cathy it is." he said with a leering smile, "And I'm Dave, at your service."

Cathy took out a piece of paper and said, "I believe you wrote this quote for an extension to my house."

He took the paper and studied it, "This was a while back, but yes it's mine."

"Good." Cathy said as she pulling out the new plans. She stood up and rolled the plans out on his desk leaning over him as she did so. "I've made some changes but I would like you to start on me as quickly as possible."

Dragging his eye's off her tit's he stood up, his hand accidentally running up her leg as he did so. "Yes I see, well I will have to have another look at the site and give you a new quote but it shouldn't be a problem."

They were standing so close that Cathy could smell his sweat, she turned to look at him, only inches from his face, "And when would you like to come?" she asked

"Well no time like the present." he said softly, losing none of his bravado.

"Good." she said turning slightly so her tit's brushed his arm, "I'll be ready for you." She turned and slowly walked out, leaving the plans on his desk, she could feel his eyes burning into her back, lusting after her. 'This is going to be fun' she thought.

On her way home she felt exhilarated, she hadn't had so much fun for years, "Slut" the voice said from far away.

She wasn't in for long before Dave arrived in his white van, "Come in." she said, Let me show you upstairs first, then we can get down to business." Slowly she swayed her way upstairs, deliberately taking her time, knowing that his face was only inches from her arse, she could feel her pussy getting wet.

"Nice house." he said, "Lot's of space, nice curves."

She ignored him and carried onto her small study. "As you see this room is hardly big enough." she stood with her back to the wall, facing him, legs spread slightly.

"This side is the bathroom." she said raising her arm up the wall "and this side is my bedroom." she raised her other arm so that she was spread like a cross.

The look on his face was of sheer lust, however he tried he couldn't hide it as the bulge in his trousers made it so obvious. "Do you think you could do something for me, make an opening here maybe."

He stood in front of her, almost touching her and ran his hands over the wall either side of her. "Oh I'm sure I can do something for you Cathy, believe me when I say it will be a pleasure."

Arms spread wide and looking into his face, she said, "Have you examined all you want then, or do you want to examine further."

The intimation was unmistakable. "Well yes I should make sure that these are firm enough," he said as he slowly moved his hands to her breast's, still unsure that he could be this lucky. As he ran his hands over her nipples she let out an involuntary moan, taking this as a sign, he gripped them harder, looking into her still open eyes.

"What about the door Mr Manning.?" she asked, "Will it open?"

His hand shot down to her pussy, wet and warm, "Oh it's open alright, and ready." he said between gasping breaths

Breathing almost as heavily as he was she said, "Then maybe you should fit the door knob then Mr Manning. Make sure it fits properly don't you think?"

In a second, his zip was undone and in another, he had lifted her off the floor and rammed into her, thrusting hard. Another second and he exploded into her. "Oh fuck your hot." he said as he lowered her to the floor.

She was surprised how calm she was, he didn't even have her started and yet she was totally calm. With his come running down her leg, she said. "You said I wouldn't be disappointed Mr Manners." She said quietly, "You were wrong."

The look on his face was total shame, "I....I...." he started.

"I do hope your future work is of much higher quality." she said as she brushed past him, "And much longer lasting."

She walked downstairs and out the back door, "This is where you will be erecting, the extension" she said, knowing that he was still feeling bad. "I will be in the kitchen when you are done, wiping you're come from my legs."

His eyes ************* dropped to her legs where he could see his juices running down. "Uh....yes ok." he said quietly, "I won't be long."

Cathy turned and walked into the kitchen, put the kettle on and started to wipe herself down. She wiped a flannel between her swollen lips and let it linger for a while, relishing the cold feeling on her hot clit. Suddenly she sensed movement behind her; slowly she turned round and saw Dave standing in the doorway. She dropped the flannel but did not stop the movement of her hand, slipping a finger into her wet pussy, watching him, smiling at him as she slipped another finger in and then out, legs spread wide, nipples standing out, breathing erratic.

Dave moved forward slowly and put his hands on her hips, feeling for the zip, finding it and unzipping it, watching as the skirt dropped to the floor. He ran his hands down her legs and then up again, continuing over her hips and under the top to her breasts. No word was spoken as he did this, nor as he lifted the top over her head to see her, finally naked, and fingering herself, her hand getting faster and faster.

Dave dropped to his knees and taking her legs and wrapping them around his neck, he lifted her onto the worktop. All the time Cathy was working on her clit. Then Dave slowly lowered his head onto her mound, as his tongue reached her lips she took in a sharp breath, as he touched her clit she let out a moan and as his tongue went to work on her she grabbed his head and pushed him closer. Although he was obviously experienced at clit licking, he didn't need to be, Cathy was so high she would have come whatever he was like.

Cathy was like a drone, her eye's were open and she was looking down at him, his face buried between her legs his tongue working on her clit, she let out the occasional moan but said nothing until her orgasm shot through her. She felt it rising as usual in the pit of her stomach. A smile wafted across her face as she gave herself up to it, rising, rising and then the overpowering strength of it making her go rigid. Grabbing his head and pumping it into her swollen pussy. He lifted her up and half staggered half carried her around the room licking her all the time, until she screamed out loud and threw her arms wide, falling backwards. He almost dropped her, the movement was so violent, so unexpected.

As she became silent, he slowly lowered her to the floor where she curled up into a ball. He picked her up and carried her to the living room. Laying her down on the settee, he went back to the kitchen and with a banging of many cupboard doors, made some coffee. When he returned she was still curled in a ball but at least she was sitting up. "I don't know how you like your coffee." he said.
"Black, no sugar." she said softly.

He handed her the coffee and at a loss as to what to do with himself stood ******** his own. "Are you ok?" he asked after a while.

She had settled down now, the trembling had subsided. This was not supposed to happen, well not yet anyway. "Yes I'm fine." she said confidently, "At least you got that bit right."

"Err yeah sorry about...well upstairs." he mumbled

"So then Dave, how about my extension." she said, all business now, "When can you start."

"Err well....yes well how about next Thursday." he said

"Well I'm in Belgium till Friday will you be able to start without me?" she asked

"Yes that should be fine." he said, "We can dig out the footing's"

Cathy stood up and standing in front of him naked said, "How long will it take and how many men will I use?"

"Well if I get two guy's it will be cheaper but it will take a month, if there are four of us it will be more expensive but only take about two weeks." He said.

Cathy ran her hand over his newly erect cock and said, "Four men, I like the idea of four rough hardy builders erecting for me, I will see you next Thursday, Mr Manners." with that she gave his erection a final rub and then walked upstairs.

"See yourself out Mr Manners." she said as she went into the bathroom.

Moments later as she slid into her hot bath, she went over the day. Quite successful really. Daniel at her disposal, Janet poor thing, and then the ever-erect Mr Manning. She had not intended fucking him. She meant to tease him a little but once she started, the whore in her took over. And then she needed to be satisfied and she didn't really care how, or who with.

Things had to change though; she could not go through her new life shagging any man that came along. Well, not all the time anyway. One thing was certain; Ted was going to get a shock for sure. He still thought he had little miss businesswoman by the tits whenever he felt like it. Wrong. She would have to put him straight on Monday. However, for now she was happy with her day. Her extension was going to be built, and all she needed to do once that was done was equip it properly. She had seen a sauna in the town earlier that day and placed her order so she had better tell Daniel how thing's had gone.

She got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around herself. Grabbing a coffee she was surprised to see that it was seven thirty already. She decided to ring Daniel first thing in the morning. She spent the rest of the evening lazing in front of the fire naked. About eleven thirty though the phone disturbed her peace. "Hello." she said into the receiver.

"Hi babe, how's you." It was Rob

"Hi Rob how are you doing or are you too busy to talk." she regretted it the minute she said it.

"Aw come on babe you know I am doing this for us don't you?" he said

"I'm sorry." Cathy replied, "It's been a busy day, I didn't mean to take it out on you, when will you be home."

"That's why I rang." he said excitedly, "I'm home on Tuesday for a couple of days, well I have to leave Wednesday night but hey we will have some time together wont we."

"No Rob we wont, I am in Belgium from Monday for the week, I wont be back till Friday." she said, and was quite surprised how calm, even relieved she was when she said it.

"Belgium?" he said surprised, "Why Belgium."

"I got promoted to PA so I will be travelling almost as much as you now." she said

"That's great babe, you deserve it," he said "really you do, you work so hard."

"Well I hope it all goes as they say because I've spent all our saving's on the extension." she said, still detached and not caring whether he liked it or not.

"But we said we were going to wait for a while before we built the new bedroom."

"Yes I know, but I thought you might like to have a gym instead, with a sauna." she had lowered her voice now to a purr, "You always said you would like one and it was going to be a surprise for you, did I do wrong then darling."

"No it's fine." he said, "Just don't break the bank ok."

"I wont." she said.

They chatted for another ten minutes and then Rob had to go. As she put the phone down, she burst out laughing. "If only you knew what a slut wife you have." She was still laughing when she took the bottle of vodka upstairs and still laughing when with a final goodnight to her reflection she fell a*****.

She woke with a start, the phone was ringing. "Yes!" she shouted into the mouthpiece.

"Err Cathy, err Ms Winters." a voice said, "It's Daniel Hexton."

"Oh Daniel sorry." she said, "I was a*****, what time is it."

"It's nine forty, Ms Winters, can we talk."

"Daniel, call me Cathy ok." she said "And no we can't talk, ring me back in fifteen minutes and ask me why then ok."

"Err yes C...Cathy fifteen then."

Not bothering to dress she went down stairs and made some coffee as she sat down to ***** it the phone rang again. "Hello."

"Cathy? It's Daniel."

"Hi Daniel and good morning."

"So why couldn't we talk then?" he asked, the tremor in his voice showed that he was trying to be brave.

"Because I was in bed naked Daniel." she said with a laugh.

All his bravado evaporated, "Oh...Oh I'm sorry...." he stammered, "I didn't know, sorry."

"So how doe's it feel then Daniel." Cathy said feeling the tease rise in her.

"Err...feel, sorry feel what." he said

"Daniel I'm hurt you don't remember." she laughed, "Your one of the very few men who knows I ***** naked."

Even over the phone, she could feel the heat of his embarrassment. "Oh dear, yes, well. Erm...."

"Did you have something to say Daniel because I'm still naked." she teased

"Oh dear, no well yes, shall I call back later and let you well....dress."

"No Daniel, I like talking to you when I'm naked." she laughed, "It makes me all horny."

"No I think I better go and call back later Ms Winters, I'm happily married." He panicked

"Oh don't be silly Daniel, I'm only teasing you, what did you wake me up for." she said softly.

"Oh yes." he said fighting to get his composure back, "Err did you find a builder."

"Oh yes I was going to call you but you beat me to it" she said

She gave him the name and number of Mr Manning and the shop supplying the sauna. They discussed a few more details and then Daniel said farewell. Cathy laughed as she went for her shower, she decided that it was so rare these days to find a loyal husband that she would have to fuck Daniel, just for the hell of it.

Cathy spent the rest of the day at her ******** playing with her *** Jordan. Sunday she spent online buying exercise equipment a sun-bed and packing for her trip. Once that was done, she went to her ******** again and spent as much time as possible with Jordan. She didn't know when she would see him again but as she left she promised her ****** that she would call and then come round as soon as she could after Belgium.

"That's ok Cathy darling." Jane said, "Your looking so much better than before, you enjoy your trip, you know he's safe and well and if your needed we will call you." she said as she kissed her ******** on the cheek.

Monday morning she dressed in another of her new work outfit's. White low cut suit, short skirt and bolero type jacket, stay ups and nothing else. As usual, she made the coffee and took a cup into Ted's office. "You look good enough to eat." he said, "You seem, shall we say, different today."

"You could say that Te....Mr Heron sir." she corrected herself. "I have had a lot of time to think since last week and have been ****** to make a few decisions, or should I say admit a few thing's to myself."

Ted sipped at his coffee, "And what would they be Cat."

Cathy took a deep breath. She wasn't sure what his reaction would be but she was determined to say her piece. "Well." she started. "We both know that you can have me whenever you want, make me do whatever you want. However, you should know that it's not by your choice anymore. Whether it was your intention, I don't know but you have woken the old me up more than you realise. Last week with Clive and Dean, and yes, even the cab driver was wild, even though I fought against it, I wanted it to happen. Well I couldn't stop it, my body wouldn't let me."

"Well I'm glad to hear that you have accepted your place in the scheme of things." Ted said.

"No!" Cathy said, "That's not what I meant. Yes, you can have me, and I won't stop you. You can make me fuck anyone you want and I won't stop you. However, it has to be mutual, not just, because you say so. I need to have a say in it if I want. I would rather be friends than slave and master. You will still get what you want, just given instead of taken all the time. It would be so much better, I promise."

"I see you have done a lot of thinking about this Cathy." Ted said thoughtfully, "We'll see how it goes ok, I can't say anymore than that."

Cathy jumped out of her seat "Oh Ted you won't regret it I promise you." and she kissed him on the cheek. As she pulled away, he put his hand to her face and reached up to kiss her lip's, she kissed him back, allowing her tongue to slip into his mouth. As she pulled away she added, "It will be so good I promise."

"I know." Ted said with a smile. As she left his office he thought, 'Why not, I'll make the most of her. It will be nice to actually have her on my arm for a change.'

As Cathy left Ted's office, she saw Denise walk in with a huge smile. "How are you doing with the promotion Denise, managing ok?"

"Oh Cathy I do hope so, it all seems so strange, even though I'm basically doing the same thing it all seems so different." Denise said excitedly, "Any way that's enough about me look at you all dressed up, you look stunning and I can see you're....well you know...." Denise was looking at Cathy's boobs, "Your not are you?" she said.

"Shhhh" Cathy said and took Denise by the arm, "We don't want everyone to know do we."

Cathy decided to take the bull by the horns. She grabbed Denise' hand and led her back through the to Ted's office.

As she opened the door Ted's gaze fell on Denise', "Good morning Denise, your looking particularly nice today."

Denise flushed, "Thank you Mr Heron."

"What can I do for you Cathy." he said

"Can I borrow the exec suite for an hour Mr Heron Sir" she said, deliberately using the title. "Denise and I need to discuss a few things."

Ted raised his eyebrows but got nothing further from Cathy. "Yes, no problem." he said as he handed over the keys.

Cathy smiled "Thank you Mr Heron Sir, I'm sure we will all benefit from our discussions. Maybe we will need you to take part a bit later"

"Ok Cathy, let me know ok" he said as they left.

"What are we doing Cathy, the exec suite? Why?"

"Privacy, we need to sort a few thing's out" Cathy said leading the way to the lift, "Did you see the way he looked at you? Tell me you didn't enjoy that."

"I know I didn't know where to look." Denise replied, "It was quite exciting, he's quite good looking really isn't he."

"He's the dominant type," Cathy said with a laugh, "Like's to have a woman at his disposal."

"Have you....," Denise said, "You know, you and him."

The lift had come to a stop. Before Cathy replied, she led Denise into the Exec suite. "You quite fancy our Mr Heron don't you?" Cathy said

"Well he is a bit dishy even though he's that bit older, I find it quite attractive." Denise laughed, "You have haven't you, with him, you know....how do you know what he like's if you haven't?"

"Well I'd been teasing him for ages and one day he made a pass at me, I fought him off but all the teasing had turned me on too and he knew I wanted it. He bent me over the desk ripped my pants off and took me in the office. Ever since then I have dressed hoping he would do it again but I think he only has eye's for you, I think he really wants you, and after his look this morning I think you know it too."

"Oh he can take me anytime," Denise said as she flushed bright red. "but I don't think he's interested, I'm not gorgeous like you."

"Denise you are a really nice per*** and you have a great body." Cathy said, "But you buy a beautiful top like that and then stick a roll neck sweater underneath. You could even have taken a couple of inches off your skirt." Cathy was laughing as she said it.

"Oh I knew you would say that." Denise said, "I put the top on this morning, no bra or anything, but I just couldn't, I wouldn't dare, not like you, they don't even move."

Cathy laughed again, "Oh yes they do, I make sure they do."

"Cathy!" Denise squirmed, "How could you."

"Because like you I have a great body, and the men will do anything if they think they can get there hands on it. It gives me power over them, power that you could use Denise, power to control."

"No it's not the same, you're just so gorgeous." Denise said, "I'm just plain really."

"Right!" Cathy said walking over to the bar, "I've had enough of this. Do you trust me, really trust me."

Denise looked shocked, "You know I do."

She handed Denise a tall glass of neat vodka "Then I will make you a deal." Cathy said, "You spend one day dressed to **** and if you don't like the feeling it gives you, or none of the men comment, I will never mention it again, ok."

Denise thought for a moment as she sipped her *****, "Oh I don't know if I can Cathy I really don't know."

"Ok then how about you do it for two hours and then we meet up to see how it's going." Cathy said, "That's a fair deal isn't it."

"Mmm ok but only a couple of hours." Denise' face was a mix of excitement and fright..

"Ok ***** it all. Now, Dutch courage" Cathy said,

"I can't ***** all of it." Denise said as she put the glass to her lips.

Cathy didn't give her a choice, holding the bottom of the glass till it was drained.

"You nearly ****** me." Denise laughed, "I will be back in a minute" and she headed for the bathroom.

"Oh no you don't." Cathy said, "You just stand there and I will dress you. We need to get it right or you won't feel comfortable"

Denise was about to protest but she did as she was told and stood with her arms by her side and her eyes closed. Cathy undid the buttons on her thin top, it was quite low cut and semi transparent but the pattern would hide her nipples from all but the closest looks. As she undressed Denise, Cathy deliberately brushed her nipples, listening for the tell tale gasp each time. First, the blouse came off and then the jumper over her head, moving behind Denise Cathy undid the bra and slid her hands forward to remove it, deliberately cupping the smooth firm breast's as she did. Her hands lingered for a moment as her hot breath ran over Denise' neck.

As Denise leaned back into Cathy's arms she seemed to suddenly wake up, her arms came up and crossed over her breast's, "I'm sorry." she said, "I didn't mean...." realising that she had trapped Cathy's hands harder against her boob's she dropped her arms and moved forward. "I'm sorry....I....I...." she stammered.

"Don't worry about it." Cathy said.

"But I like men." Denise blurted out, and then softly added, "I'm not very experienced but I know I like men."

Cathy laughed, "So do I. More than I should sometimes, but that's no rea*** to cut out half the population is it. I enjoyed touching you, your soft and warm, it was nice, I didn't mean to upset you."

"No you didn't....oh I'm confused." Denise said.

"Denise, I have noticed recently that whenever we talk about our bodies you not only get embarrassed, you keep looking at my boobs. I think you have been having feelings towards me and I think you have been fighting them off." As she spoke, she removed her top. "Give me your hands"

Denise was standing with her arms across her breasts, eyes tight closed. Cathy took her hands and stiffly led them to her boobs. As they came into contact, Denise let out a gasp, but didn't pull away. Slowly she ran Denise' hands over them until she was doing it by herself. She moved her hands to Denise boobs and lightly ran her fingers over the swollen nipples. "Open your eyes," She said.

Slowly Denise opened her eyes, her hands still moving. First she looked into Cathy's eyes and then slowly watched her hands moving over Cathy's tit's. "They're so soft, and yet so firm." she said.

Cathy moved closer, so close there breast's touched. Once again, Denise gasped, lifting her eye's to meet Cathy's. Slowly Cathy lowered her face till there lips met. At first, Denise didn't respond but slowly, very slowly she joined with Cathy, responding more passionately. Cathy felt Denise go tense but ignored it and lowered her mouth till she felt her nipple softly licking it and then taking it into her mouth.

"Oh fuck." Denise moaned.

Cathy took her by the hand and led her to the settee, sitting Denise down, she said, "Just relax, and enjoy, I've wanted to do this for so long."

Cathy started once again with a kiss, long and lingering, sliding her tongue slowly into Denise' parting lips. Still kissing her, she laid Denise down, one leg on the settee and one on the floor. She kissed Denise from head to foot, lingering at each nipple and then going down slowly to her hips, her inner thigh, down her legs to her toes.

All the while Denise was moaning louder and louder, her hand resting on Cathy's head. As Cathy returned up her body she lingered again at Denise' inner thigh, Denise spread her legs wider and pushed Cathy to her quim. Cathy breathed in the scent of her sex, her juices making the swollen lips shine, then her tongue ran the full length of the slit, flicking at the swollen bud as it passed.

Denise let out a cry of total pleasure, her cries getting louder and more intense as Cathy worked her bud. "Oh fuck!" Denise screamed, "Oh ****, you got me, you got me I'm gonna come, oh fuck I'm gonna cooooome...." and she started thrashing around arms going wild, thrusting her throbbing pussy into Cathy's face, moaning, screaming and eventually crying, tears flooding down her face. Slowly she came to stop, breathing erratic, face red and tear stained.

"Oh god that was brilliant, out of this world." Denise said when she was finally able to speak.

"Hmmm, and what would you say if Mr Heron was here, naked, right now, eh." Cathy said with a laugh.

"Ohh god I'd say fuck me and fuck me hard." Denise laughed.

Cathy grabbed hold of Denise and rolled her off the settee, they ended up on the floor with Denise on top, Cathy pulled Denise' face close to hers and said, "Then say it, say it loud."

Denise smiled, "Fuck me Mr...." she stopped, movement to her right, she turned her head and saw Ted Heron, standing naked only feet away, his erection throbbing.

Cathy pulled Denise face back to hers and kissed her softly, "Say it, fuck me Mr Heron sir, say it loud, ."

Denise glanced to the side and then back at Cathy "Mmmmmm, Fuck me Mr Heron Sir, please fuck me." and then she locked lips with Cathy.

Ted had been watching for some time and didn't need telling twice, he knelt behind Denise and slowly pushed his throbbing erection into her wet pussy, slowly moving in and out.

As Denise broke the kiss with Cathy she said, "You bitch, oohh god harder Mr Heron harder please, take me, fuck me ram it in"

That was all Ted needed, he gripped Denise by the hips and rammed into her hard keeping up that vicious pumping. Cathy took Denise by the tits, ripping at one with her hands and biting hard on the other.

The combined pain brought Denise quickly to another sort of pain. Ecstatic climatic orgasm. Thrusting back onto Ted and pushing down onto Cathy she ****** herself to keep moving until it was all a blur of orgasmic agony. She screamed, loud, long and painful, all rhythm and co-ordination gone, just a plaything for these two expert lovers and a slave to her orgasm. Finally as Ted slowed Denise collapsed onto Cathy and lay there unmoving, eyes open but glazed, Cathy kissed her eyes closed and let her lay for a while to recover.
When Ted watched Cathy leave his office he knew something was going on, Cathy only used the 'Mr Heron Sir' bit when she was serving him, also Cathy had her own key to the exec suite in her desk. Cathy knew that the suite was rigged for sound and vision and Ted had watched as they entered the suit. He was more than surprised to hear that Denise fancied him. He had never thought of her in that way but had to admit she was a good looking woman. He had to admit it even more as Cathy stripped her. Her tits were not as big as Cathy's was but they were nice and firm. As the minutes passed and he saw what was happening he remembered Cathy's last words before she had left his office, "Maybe we will need you to take part a bit later." Cathy had set this up for him as well as for herself. He took Cathy's keys and made his way to the exec suite, quietly letting himself in. Cathy saw him enter and smiled, he quietly removed his clothes and from a safe vantage point watched as Denise had her first female on female orgasm.


When Cathy asked what Denise would do if Ted had been standing in the room, he knew it was his cue. He waited for the reply and then moved forward. He half expected Denise to scream when she saw him, he was ready to back off, but when, after seeing him, she repeated her request he was more than ready. Now he watched them as they got to there knees in front of him, Denise unable to look at him, eyes looking down.

He put his hand to her chin and lifted her face, "If I had known how you felt I would have reciprocated a lot sooner."

"I didn't think you would be interested in me." Denise said quietly.

"How could I not be." Ted said, "You're a gorgeous looking woman, and as I have found out today, you seem to love my sort of sex."

"What do you mean." Denise said puzzled, "Your sort of sex?"

Cathy laughed, "I think he means, quick rampant lust, shag on demand or as the mood takes him, or you."

"I've never done this before." Denise said relaxing a little.

"But you enjoyed it." Ted said

"God yes." Denise giggled "It's never been like that before, but I just don't know anything, I've had a few men but never really known what to do and they never lasted long enough for me to find out."

"Have you ever sucked a guy off?" Cathy asked

"Not really, one guy put it my mouth but then took it out and spent the next ten seconds fucking me, then he was gone. "Denise said.

"Then now is the time to learn, that and much more." Cathy said looking at Ted for approval.

Ted smiled and nodded his head. Cathy took his semi erect cock into her mouth and then pulled Denise closer, "Watch me and then copy, ok"

Denise nodded, eyes wide as if she was a ***** with a new toy. She was a quick learner and between kissing each other and sucking his cock, they soon had Ted close to orgasm. "Don't come Ted, I think we have a bonus for you." Cathy said

She moved behind Denise and spread her legs, then she started with her tongue again, taking juices from her wet pussy and spreading it around her bum crack. Then she started to push her tongue into the crack as well. Denise was moaning and sucking at the same time, squirming her bum, pushing it onto Cathy's tongue. After a while when she thought Denise was ready Cathy sat on the settee and pulled Denise' head to her lap.

Ted knew what was expected and as Cathy kissed Denise tenderly, Ted slowly pushed his erection into her tight virgin arse. As Denise let out a moan, he slowed a little, then pushed some more until he was all the way in. As he slowly pumped into her arse Cathy lifted her legs onto the settee and moved Denise' face till it was on her wet pussy. Slowly, Denise started to lick Cathy's throbbing clit making her moan with pleasure.

Cathy and Ted watched each other as they used Denise to slake there lust. Every time Ted thrust into Denise her face would ram into Cathy's pussy, ******* Denise' tongue harder on to her clit. At this point neither Cathy nor Ted cared whether Denise was getting any pleasure or not, they were both moaning loudly and still looking at each other, as though it was a race. Then Ted started to speed up and Cathy felt her orgasm rising, she knew instinctively that it wasn't going to be major but right now any orgasm would be good, she let her body go limp and gave herself over to Ted's thrusting and Denise' tongue.

When her orgasm came, it was like tidal water on a beach, rushing up, holding for a second, and then slowly ebbing away, it was more beauty than passion. She moaned long and hard which triggered Ted to his final thrusts and his jism shooting into

Denise' arse.

Denise' tongue was still working when Ted pulled out of her, she moaned as he withdrew, "Oh, I could have come, I swear I could have come." she said

"Next time Denise." Ted said smacking her on the arse, "Next time."

"Oh don't do that or I will come." Denise said without moving, her hands still resting on Cathy's knees.

"Oh a pain lover." Cathy said and smiled at Ted who promptly slapped Denise again.

"It would seem so." Ted said walking over to his clothes, "Let's see how much shall we?"

Ted walked back with his leather belt and with a look at Cathy swung it hard across Denise' raised bum cheeks leaving red welts.

"Arrhhh." Denis cried and gripped Cathy's legs.

"Let me try." Cathy said and pushed Denise aside.

Ted handed her the belt and Cathy swung it hard again on the raised buttocks, again Denise let out a cry but didn't protest. Cathy moved higher and her next stripe with the belt went across Denise' back, the end of the belt flipped under her body and whipped her naked tit's. "Arhhhhh. yes" Denise cried.

Cathy done it twice more, once from each side so that both Denise' tits were throbbing with pain. They were all breathing heavily. "I think maybe it's time to go." Cathy said handing the belt back to Ted.

Ted laughed and said, "You can be a right bitch sometimes Cat."

Before Cathy could answer Denise moaned, "You should try it from where I am, I'll be dripping juice all day."

Cathy laughed, "I didn't know you were into pain." she said

"Neither did I till just now, or women or up the arse or anything else." Denise said, "Now all I keep think of is what else can I try."

"Well to start with, no bra." Cathy said

"And no pants" Ted added

"Pants." Denise gasped, "No I cant, bra's fine but pants, no I can't."

"Yes you can Denise." Cathy said, "Two hours, then see how you feel, no one can see can they, unless you want them to." she laughed

"Oh fuck it why not." Denise said, "After what I've just done I might as well give it all a try, go on then."

Ted was dressed by now so picked up Denise' bra and pants and as she looked put them in his pocket, "If you want them back you come to me, but you will have to ask very very nicely understand."

"Of course Mr Heron sir." Denise mimicked, and gave a naked curtsy. She put on her skirt and the thin top, allowing Cathy to undo a couple of buttons and fuss a little.

Once Denise was dressed, Cathy turned to Ted and said, "Well what do you think to the latest member of your harem Mr Heron sir."

"Yes Cathy, you have done well, she look's good enough for a gang bang." He said.

"I wouldn't put that passed you two either." Denise laughed

"Neither would I." Ted said seriously, as he turned for the door.

As the lift went up Ted helped himself to a good grope of both his girls and then left them as the door's opened. Denise was plainly nervous but Cathy pulled her along the corridor to their office and took her to the nearest man she could find. "So, what is Ian doing then Denise?".

Denise looked over Ian's shoulder and went into a diatribe of what he was up to, Cathy grabbed her by the waste and pulled her alongside Ian so that she would have to lean over to go through the papers. Ian started to lose track of thing's and when Denise looked at him, she could see why, his eyes were glued to her swaying tits, she went to stand up but a firm hand on her back stopped her, she had no option but to continue when Cathy asked her another question. It didn't take long before Denise started to get wet, she was enjoying Ian's gaze, so much she even moved without reason just so her tit's would swing a bit more, she lowered her gaze to his crotch and was surprised to see a bulge, a throbbing bulge. "Ok then Ian, well done." Denise said, but couldn't help adding, "Keep it up." It was only then that she realised that Cathy had moved her hand and was walking away, she ran to catch up with her ignoring her bouncing tits.

"Bitch." Denise said, "I'm all ****** wet again."

"So you won't be wanting your bra back then?" Cathy asked

"Hmm, I might ask for it back but, no, I wont be wearing it. "she said

"Ian has lunch at his desk, maybe you should re-examine his work while he eats." Cathy said, "But sit on his desk this time."

"Sit" Denise said, "Why?"

"So he can look up your skirt you silly cow." Cathy laughed.

"Noo, I can't." Denise giggled.

"Denise, Ian is harmless and he's new." Cathy said, "He is also very young, give him a thrill now and he will be your loyal puppy forever, who knows one day you might even fuck him."

"Your terrible you are." she said, but she didn't say no.

At lunchtime, Cathy and Ted were leaving for there Belgium trip. As they left, Denise was sitting on Ian's desk while he did his best not to look up her skirt, Cathy walked over and said, "Everything ok Denise?"

"Oh yes Cathy everything's fine." Denise replied with a smile, "Have a good trip."

"We will." Cathy said, "Oh and by the way, you need a shave."

"Oh, sorry." Ian said

"Not you, her." Cathy said as she burst out laughing.

"Cathy!" Denise cried.

Cathy looked at Ian who was bright red as she joined Ted by the door, "Bye Denise, see you next week." She was still laughing as she got in the lift.

As the lift closed, Cathy said "Well Mr Heron sir, how did I do, did I serve you well sir." she was still laughing.

"Yes Cat." Ted said sternly, "You did very well. I have to admit I was a bit confused to begin with, when you asked for the keys but the penny dropped in the end. I had no idea that Denise fancied me, she will be a useful addition to our exclusive team, who knows I might even get you two to put a show on for some of our more illustrious clients.

"I thought you might say that." Cathy said with a broad smile.

Six hours later, they were unpacking in there Brussels hotel. They were in adjoining suits and while they were unpacking, Ted opened the adjoining door so they could discuss the following day's agenda, popping in and out as he did so.

"We have a meeting with Madrans directors in the morning and dinner with them in the evening. Wednesday we are meeting with Expelex and if that goes well we could be on our way home for Thursday instead of Friday so keep your fingers crossed.

Cathy had read the files and knew what to expect and what was needed. While neither account was that big, she knew that each one was worth a lot of money to her in bonuses so she meant to do everything possible to win the account.

Through out dinner and in fact throughout that whole night Ted was the perfect gentle man. No slave no master no sex, well just a bit of teasing the waiter but that was by Cathy's choice, he was good looking though, and young, and fit.

The following morning they breakfasted and drank coffee till the Madrans car arrived for them. The two main directors greeted them. Henri was young, while Stefan looked a bit older, his mannerism's were a bit olde worlde, but this was all new territory to Cathy, she had no idea how people spoke or acted outside of foreign holiday resorts.

The meeting went well and it was obvious that both men liked what they heard and liked what they saw even more, namely Cathy, who was all smiles and charm. They agreed to meet for dinner that evening and Ted and Cathy spent the rest of the day sightseeing and doing some shopping. Ted kept on saying how they both fancied her to which Cathy said "As long as they sign they can fancy whoever they want."

That evening when Ted walked into Cathy's room to collect her he took a sharp breath, "You look absolutely stunning." he said

"Why thank you kind sir" Cathy said, spinning around, "Not too much then." She was dressed in a full length chiffon dress, it had folds in all the correct places, just enough to hide the fact that she wore neither pants or bra, unless you were close that is but not hiding the fact that she wore stay up's.

Ted smiled "Perfect." Then crooking his elbow he added "Shall we."

Cathy hooked her arm through his and they went down to the restaurant. The maitre D called a waiter who showed them to their table. Before they had ordered a *****, their guests arrived.

The meal went really well, Cathy was totally relaxed and thankfully Henri and Stefan both spoke perfect English.

As the restaurant started to thin out a bit Ted stood up. "I do hope you will excuse me, it has been a long day and I'm not as young as I used to be, Cat will see to all your needs," he said looking her straight in the face, "won't you Cat?"

His meaning was unmistakable, he was telling her to fuck them, if that's what they wanted. It wasn't what she wanted, not by order anyway. "Well it has been a long day." she said, standing up, "I think I will retire as well, it's been nice meeting you both and I hope we will see a lot more of each other." As she said it, she held out her hand to them.

Henri took it and said, "It has been a pleasure, I am sure we will see much more of you." He kissed the back of her hand and said, "I will call you in the morning after the board meeting and let you know what they say." Stefan smiled at her as she turned to leave.

It was obvious that Ted was angry but he remained silent until they got into the lift, "What the hell are you doing, don't you know how much that account is worth."

"Yes Ted," Cathy fumed, "I know exactly how much, but I thought we had a deal, I won't fuck to order Ted not anymore."

Ted sucked in his breath and calmed himself down, "Yes." he said, "we do have a deal, I made a mistake." He was still angry when the lift stopped and still angry as he slammed his door shut.

Cathy was pleased, even though he was angry, she had stood her ground, now he would have to be understanding of her feelings. She undressed and went to bed.

The following day went pretty much as expected. Explex agreed terms there and then thanks to Cathy's ground work and Henri had phoned and confirmed that they too would sign their contract so all business was complete by midday and they returned to the hotel.

As they entered the lobby a short fat seedy looking man in a dishevelled suit approached them, "Ted, how are you what you doing here in Belgium," he said "how long you here for"

Ted looked surprised, "Marcus, god how long has it been." he said, "We go back tomorrow."

"No!" Marcus said looking at Cathy with beady eye's, "You gotta come for dinner, tonight, in the penthouse, both of you, lets say seven thirty, penthouse, gotta go, later's." and before Ted could say anything else Marcus ran out the door and into a cab.

"Who on earth was that." Cathy asked.

"That was Marcus. An old friend" Ted smile, "Don't let appearances fool you, he is a very successful film producer, and very mean so dinner is an honour believe me."

There was five hours before there dinner date so Ted and Cathy did a bit of site seeing and then returned to the hotel with plenty of time for a rest before they got ready.

Cathy had a long soak and then again dressed to impress. This time she wore a white woollen crochet mini dress and stay up's. The dress was so short her stocking tops were clearly visible and the holes displayed her breasts to there fullest, nipples on display and the triangle between her thighs on full view,

As she looked in the full length mirror in her room, she looked at it and said, "A successful trip and no sign of you."

"No?" came the reply "So why are you dressed like me, like a whore?"

"It's my choice." she replied to her reflection, "Not yours. Ted knows where he stands now, he won't try anything again"

"You sad slut, do you really believe that?"

"I make the rules now." she said and moved away from the mirror, retreating from the voice in her head. "I make the rules." she said again, without her previous conviction.

"Perfect, just perfect." Ted said, making Cathy jump, "Again you look stunning, truly stunning."

"Why thank you kind sir." Cathy said with a smile, hoping he hadn't heard her talking to herself. Ted crooked his arm and Cathy took as they headed for the lift

The lift went straight up to the penthouse. As Cathy stepped out of the lift Marcus was waiting for them, his eye's jumped out of his head, which was running up and down Cathy's body like a mower over grass, back and forth back and forth. "Fuck me but your stunning." he said grabbing her by the arm and leading her to the bar, "What's your poison."

Pulling herself free of his grasp she said, "Vodka ice please." While he poured her *****, she glanced around the penthouse. It was huge and surprisingly tidy. The only tools of his trade she could see was a camera on a tripod in one corner, but the rest of the room was clean and tidy, which was more than could be said for Marcus who was dressed in shorts and a T shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed for months.

"Here" Marcus said thrusting a glass into her hands, "Take a seat while I have chat with Ted."

Cathy felt herself getting angry, she didn't like being ignored, she glanced over to them and saw them looking at her, she finished off her ***** and went to get another.

"That's it you help yourself, dinner will be here soon." Marcus shouted.

So she helped herself and then helped herself again before Ted joined her. "Sorry about that just talking over old time's, you know what it's like."

"It seems I'm not needed maybe I should go." Cathy said disgruntled.

"No, don't worry it wont happen again I promise." Ted said "You have to allow me to at least show you off, as per our agreement of course, relax have fun. Get you another" Ted took Cathy's glass without waiting for a reply.

Marcus came over and sat next to Cathy, so close he was squashing her in the arm of the settee. "You're a looker you are." he said, "Ever been in films, you certainly got the body for it, nice tit's nice arse nice...."

"Marcus!" Ted said, "Cathy is not available right now ok so back off you lecher."

"Oh sorry mate." Marcus said moving enough for Cathy to breath, "Didn't know you too were at it like."

"Marcus...." Ted started, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

As Marcus went to the door Cathy stood up, "God what a creep" she said.

"Yes," Ted said I'm afraid he can be like that when he has a new project going, it puts him on a high I think."

Cathy looked over to the door as four waiters each pushed a trolley into the apartment all laden with food, another waiter carried a tray of *****'s in and then went over to the large window and stood with his hands behind his back. 'Probably waiting to serve' Cathy thought. The other waiters did the same, waiting by the door.

"Cathy you sit here, Ted you can sit next to me." Marcus said, "Let's get this party on the road."

Cathy was sitting with her back to the room, the waiter's behind her. "So what is your new film about then." Cathy said.

Marcus looked at her with those slimy eyes and said, "Well maybe Ted should give you the details." his face was all leering slime as he ran his eye's over her body. She was beginning to wish she had dressed differently, in fact, he was beginning to make her feel dirty.

"Well," Ted said, "It's about this woman who gets ideas above her station."

The way Marcus and Ted were looking at her set alarm bells off in her head. "She seemed to think that she had a choice about what she did and when she did it, even though she was just property. Oh it's a porn film by the way, and you're the star."

"Whaaa...." Before she could say anymore, the waiters sprung into action. "Ted Nooo." she cried. Two of the waiters grabbed her arms, lifted her off her chair, and held her, her feet dangling in the air.

"Nothing to do with me Cathy." Ted said holding a hand out to Marcus, "I sold you for the night."

Cathy saw a bundle of notes pass from Marcus to Ted and was nearly sick. "I won't do it, I wont!" she cried.

Marcus stood up and reached out his hand, pinching her nipple as hard as he could he put his face to hers running his tongue over her mouth. "Gooood." Marcus said, "Cos this is a **** film, gang ****. How many times you get fucked is up to you, when you beg to suck my cock and then beg me to fuck your arse long and hard, maybe I will call a halt, what do you say?"

The thought of his slimy body anywhere near her made her feel sick, "Never you bastard." she said ignoring the pain in her nipple, "Ted please don't do this please."

Ted smiled and looked at Marcus who was on his mobile, "Yeah ok we're ready" Marcus said and walked over to the door. All the while, Cathy was struggling to get free but she had no chance against the two men that still held her off the floor, so far, neither of them had said a word. A moment later Marcus opened the door and three men and a woman walked in, as her eye's followed them Cathy saw one of the waiter's holding the camera she had seen earlier on his shoulder, on of the new comers took t from him and started moving around the table.

"Now then little miss prim, I have over one hundred men on my books and they will be coming into this room as and when I call them, you going to love it, believe me, I know I am." Marcus said laughing, "Ok lets go, or should I say 'Action'"

Cathy felt her feet touch the floor, pulling an arm free she tried to run. She felt her head snap back as her hair was pulled and as she spun round a hand hit her across the face, stunning her.

"No bruises." she heard Ted shout.

She was pulled upright by her hair as one of the guy's grabbed the front of her dress and tried tearing it off. "its wool you prick it wont tear." she shouted and spat at the man in front of her.

Marcus walked up to her and took his hand out of his pocket. She saw a flash and stared at the blade of a knife, she kicked out at him and suffered a punch in the stomach for her efforts. The knife felt cold against her skin as Marcus slipped it through the dress and cut it from neck to hem as though through butter. Catching her breath, she looked at him in silence.

"Nice tits" Marcus said, "if you want to keep them, don't try biting any cocks off." and with that he brushed the knife over her right tit, drawing *****.

"Marcus!" Ted called.

"Don't worry Ted, I will only cut it off if she bites too hard." Marcus said and laughed, "get on with it."

The cut on Cathy's breast didn't worry her half as much as the look on Marcus's face, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he meant what he said.

The remainder of her dress hung unceremoniously, covering nothing. Now all around her she could see the waiters stripping off, one of the new comers had a camera and another came out of the bedroom with another, the woman, who could have been Marcus's twin carried a microphone on a pole, it took only a second for Cathy to take this all in.

Again, she was pulled back by the hair, feeling a naked body behind her. Her hair was released and hands darted under her arms and grabbed her tits, another man stepped in front of her and she lashed out with her feet, catching him on the leg, but not enough to stop him. He now grabbed her hair and pulled her over the settee so her face was over the back, her legs were lifted and she was put into the doggy position. She buried her face into the settee, doing what she could to avoid what she knew was coming next, a hand went between her legs and viciously pulled them apart, fingers ramming into her pussy. Her arms were flailing about everywhere, trying to hit the man behind her and free her head at the same time, then she felt what she knew was an erection touch her pussy lips and ram right into her.

The pain of the penetration made her lift her head and scream as another stiff cock went into her mouth, almost gagging her, it went in so far. Her hand automatically went to the cock in her mouth and gripped it sliding it out slightly, "That's it bitch." a voice said, "Work it, work it good."

The man behind her was thrusting into her harder and harder when he started to slap her hard on the bum, other hands were now groping her tit's and squeezing them painfully. There was no pleasure in this, it was all pain, but despite herself, she couldn't help but feel herself getting aroused. The man behind her took his erection out and tapped it on her bum, she felt his jism hit her flesh warm and sticky, then felt it trickle between her bum cheeks making its way to her pussy. Before anyone could take his place, Marcus said "Right get her in the bedroom."

She was grabbed by the arm as the cock in her mouth was pulled out and then she was half dragged half carried towards the bedroom, something told her to fight, something inside her said 'danger'. She started lashing out with her arms and legs, kicking out at anything and everything. Someone grabbed her leg and she toppled over, before she hit the floor, someone else grabbed her arm and she was carried by one arm and one leg into the bedroom and unceremoniously thrown on the bed. She lay for a second waiting to be jumped on but it never happened, so she jumped into a sitting position and took the chance to look at her assailants..

There were four naked men, strong bodies, average dicks she thought to herself, two other men with cameras and the woman with the mike and Marcus.

"You ready to quit yet, eh" Marcus said, "ready for this." his hand went to his crotch and grabbed his semi erect cock.

"Never!" Cathy said, "Never as long as I live you piece of *****" She felt the juices between her legs going cold, making her shiver.

Marcus leered, "That's what I like to hear," he said, "A woman with spirit. Ok guy's anything you want, go and get it but make it look good for the camera"

She had nowhere to go, four men split up, two either side of the bed and grabbed for her, she tried to fight them off but she already knew that her attempts would be futile. As she pulled away from one side of the bed, she was grabbed on the other, one man holding her arms the other her legs. She was lifted into the air, face down and saw a man lying on the bed. Changing position so that they had an arm and a leg each they held her over bed hovering over a throbbing erection, slowly they lowered her until she felt it brushing her pussy lips and then they dropped her onto it, she gasped as went in but managed to land on her knees, her tit's went into the mans hands so keeping her head up, she looked straight ahead and as she opened her eye's she saw reflection in a huge mirror, only it wasn't the her on the bed, it was the whore.

"In control are you? Say no did you?" the voice said leering at her, "Already your body is starting to enjoy it."

"No!" Cathy screamed in her head, "No!" but she knew that her alter ego was right, like it or not her body was beginning to respond, the pain, if anything, only heightened her senses. She closed her eyes so that she could shut out her whore reflection but as she felt a hard cock tap at the door of her arse she let out a moan of pleasure and as she felt it slide in, she moaned even louder. All the time she would see a camera slip in and out of her view but ignored it. Another erection brushed her mouth and she took it deep into her throat. The man underneath was still holding her up by the tit's, twisting and squeezing them, but she was lost now, she felt no pain only a rising unwanted torrent of pleasure. Outwardly, she fought it but inside she had already lost the fight and every time she opened her eyes and saw her reflection, she knew it was her that she saw, the real Cathy, the slut.

She was in a strange sort of flux, her mind detached from what was happening, but her body given totally over to it. As the man in her mouth released his juice she let it dribble from her mouth as her own orgasm racked through her body, totally detached from her mind, she knew she was moaning loudly but was unable to stop it.

As mouth man disappeared, Marcus sat on the bed leaning against the mirror, legs spread, his erection showing through his shorts. His eyes gleaming with lust, "Just say when and it's all yours."

Her body nearly replied but her mind intervened, "Fuck off you piece of *****"

Arse man, who was the only one still pumping rammed in hard, making her scream, her mind retreated in the mist of the pain. That thrust must have been enough for arse man as he unloaded his juices into her. A few seconds later as Marcus got off the bed she was tossed aside as the three men who had just fucked her got up and stood at the side of the bed. She lay on her side curled up in a ball, thankful that it was over.

"Let me introduce you." Marcus said, "This is Dave Mark and Kevin. If you want it to stop at that now is the time to say, cos I won't ask again."

"Fuck off." she said, "Just fuck of all of you."

"I'm so glad you said that cos this is gonna be one hell of a porn movie, ok guy's send the others in"

It didn't register with Cathy what he said until another group of men started pulling her around. She thought it was all over, when she suddenly realised it wasn't she panicked and started fighting again, once again she was easily overpowered. From the moment she felt a hard cock ram into her pussy she was the perfect slut, her mind retreated as far back as was possible without giving in to insanity.

She didn't know how long it lasted. She didn't know how many different men. She didn't even know how many orgasm's she had, just that she did. All she knew was at some point the fat slimy woman sat on her face and Cathy eagerly licked and slurped at her stinking pussy till she fell off. Finally, through a mixture of agonising pain and exhaustion she submitted.

"No more." she begged, "No more please, I can't do it anymore."

"Be nice, say it to the camera." Marcus said.

"Please...."

"Say it!" Marcus said softly

Cathy racked her brain for the words, in the end she just said, "I want you Marcus."

"No!" Marcus said, "Not like that, with meaning. I want to suck you Marcus, I want you to fuck my arse Marcus PLEASE. With meaning, with a smile"

Cathy was exhausted but she knew if she couldn't summon up a smile and a little enthusiasm from somewhere it would all start again. She dug into the depths of her endurance and in the sexiest voice she could she said, "Oh Marcus please let me suck you, let me make you hard I want to feel you in my arse, please Marcus please."

Marcus lowered his face till his nose brushed her cheek, "Remember that request," he said, "when I have you it will be at your best, till then I will let you rest, but you owe me don't you."

Cathy said nothing, fearing a trap.

"Say it." Marcus shouted, "Marcus I owe, whenever your ready I owe you."

Quietly, slowly Cathy repeated his words, and then waited for the assault on her body, but it never came, suddenly she was alone. She collapsed on the bed and through sheer exhaustion fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she slept, the first thing she knew was Ted shaking her awake, thinking her assault was about to continue she lashed out and scrambled to the end of the bed.

"Shssss, it's me" Ted said, "I've brought you some breakfast, or should I say dinner you've been asleep all day."

Cathy realised she was in her own room, "How did I get here."

"I carried you." Ted said, "I thought you might like to have this and then a long bath and then we could go downstairs for dinner, if you feel up to it."

Cathy took the offered tray, croissant and coffee without giving and answer. Ted sat in a chair across the room. She ate the food and gulped down the coffee without saying a word. Feeling only slightly better, she began to feel the aches in her body. "Why?" she asked.

"I could say it wasn't supposed to happen like that but I don't suppose that would make you feel any better." Ted said quietly, "Do you really want to know."

"Do I really want to know? you fucking *****" she screamed throwing the tray at him, "I have no idea who or how many or even how long it went on and you ask me that you fuck."

"Ok ok." Ted said raising his hands to fend off the tray, "Stupid question."

"Well there were at least fifteen, I say at least because some went back for more, oh and of course Beth, Marcus' sister. It lasted about four hours."

"Why!" She said softly, "I thought we agreed I had a say in it, you promised."

"I needed to teach you a lesson." Ted said softly, "But it went too far, Marcus was only supposed to have you for an hour. Believe it or not he's not a man to argue with, and despite being set up you seemed to be enjoying most of it."

She remembered her alter ego taking over but didn't realise that it had been so total "What lesson? Why?" she asked again

"Henri and Stephan, you knew they wanted you," Ted said, "you knew why I left you so early."

"Ohhh Ted." Cathy moaned putting her hands to her head, "If you hadn't made it so obvious, made it seem like and order, it would have happened anyway, you messed it up Ted not me."

"Maybe we need to discuss things a bit more." Ted said, "So we don't get it wrong again."

"I didn't get it wrong Ted, you did. She said, "Now get out while I repair the damage. What time is it"

"It's seven forty." Ted said.

"Well give me an hour, god knows what I'm going to find once I start checking out the aches and pains." She said.

Once Ted had gone, she gingerly got out of bed and walked to the full length mirror to examine her body. Her legs were so shaky she could hardly walk, her arse felt like you could park a bus in it and her pussy felt just as bad, she was sticky all over and the mirror showed some severe bruising on her thighs and tits. All in all, she felt a wreck, but she would recover. She went to the bathroom and turned on the taps, while the bath filled she sat on the floor under the shower, just letting the hot water run over her, tensing her bum and vaginal muscles to get them feeling as normal as possible. Once the bath was ready, she slid in, moaning as the heat touched her most tender spots, she quickly soaped herself and then just lay in the water soaking up the heat. Her mind wandered to the night before. She ****** herself to try and remember detail, but the only thing that really stuck in her mind was the slut, 'Yes' she thought, the slut would have loved it that's why Ted thought she was having fun. The slut would have taken anything that was given and begged for more, the slut would have taken a full and active roll.

"Too right I did" the voice said. Cathy sat up with a start thinking someone had walked in, the voice in her head was loud, dominant. "I fucking loved it, you know we did."

"No!" Cathy said gritting her teeth, "No. We didn't" She ****** the voice into silence, determined it would not upset her relaxation, but it was too late, even though the voice was silent it had shattered the peace. She got out of the bath and dried herself, her bruises still hurt but she felt much better. She grabbed a dress to wear and decided that Ted was not going to get the benefit of it, long but low cut she put a blouse on underneath, the split in the sides she could hold together if Ted got into a position to see anything. She done her hair and put on her makeup, making sure she covered any marks and then knocked on the adjoining door. After a moment Ted appeared and crooked his arm, she ignored him and walked out of her room to the lift ahead of him.

As they made their way to the restaurant, several of the waiters smile at her. She smiled back at two of them before she realised these were the men who had ****d her the night before. Faltering she nearly ran back to her room but realised that if she did, they would be laughing behind her back Her stubborn streak took over and she continued to smile back each time one of them smiled at her.

They ate their meal in silence, except the waiters who kept trying to drum up conversation, which she ignored. Ted ordered the coffee to be served in the lounge and Cathy followed him there.

Once the coffee had been served Ted said, "So what are we going to do Cat."

"I think maybe we should make some rules." she said, "maybe we should be totally honest with each other, totally open before things go drastically wrong. We have a good thing going here, thanks to you I will admit, I don't think you want to spoil it anymore than I do."

"True!" Ted said, "Maybe I should start for a change."

"Yes maybe you should."

"Ok, well," Ted said, looking for the right words.

"Ted, just say it how it is, or we will be beating about the bush for ever." Cathy said annoyed.

"Ok, well I just can't help it Cat, I just love fucking you, you bring out the ****** in me, and I love to see you in full swing with other men, and women I've never known a woman who loves it the way you do. You can be anything, be anyone from an aristocrat to a street whore and you do it so naturally. I am a naturally dominant man and I love it when I just fuck you without any warning, I can't help myself sometimes, I just have to have you."

Cathy let him say his piece, knowing that this was about as honest as he had ever been with a woman, when he stopped he couldn't look at her, she smiled as she realised he was uncomfortable with himself.

"Well done Ted." Cathy smiled, "Honesty at last."

"Yes well I hope you can be as candid." Ted smiled

Cathy thought for a minute, should she tell him of her alter ego, or keep her quiet. No, she decided, that was an important part of Cathy's psyche. "Well Ted, I don't know if you have noticed that sometimes I am in full agreement with what you do to me, I don't fight or disagree, in fact quite the opposite." she said

"Well yes," Ted said, "Sometimes you do seem, different shall we say."

"That's because for many years I subdued the slut that you knew when I was at college." Cathy said. "Since meeting you she has been set free and in, shall we say certain circumstances, that part of me takes control, not all of those times but the more dirty ones."

They talked for hours about what had happened up till now and the way they both wanted things to go and eventual came up with an agreement. Ted would retain his role as the dominant Mr Heron for anything other than clients. With them, it would be up to Cathy to decide, with help from Ted if it was needed. However, at times Cathy would be allowed to approach Ted for sex if she felt so inclined, as she did with Denise.

"This will however start from the time return home." Cathy said, Till then I am on leave, agreed."

Ted raised his cup, "Agreed."

Cathy stood up and crooked her arm, Ted smiled and hooked his arm through hers with a smile. She felt much better now that things had been ironed out properly, in fact she felt so good she walked over to the Maitre D' and said, "I assume you and your waiters enjoyed yourselves last night?"

To say he was shocked at her openness would be an understatement, "Er sorry?" he said.

"Good!" she said ignoring his attempt at evasion, "Because I will be expecting a huge cash discount, in my hand, before I leave tomorrow, shall we say three hundred euros."

"But...wha....wha." he stammered

"What is the sentence for **** here in Belgium." she said, "Goodnight." and with that she walked away.

They laughed all the way to her room where Ted kissed her on the back of her hand and said, "I am glad we have sorted things out, and again I do apologise, goodnight."

"Goodnight Ted" she said and went through the door. Once it was closed, she dropped her clothes to the floor and collapsed into bed, falling asleep almost at once.

Dans un train de banlieue



Le train de banlieue
La voiture est en panne et ce soir là il faut rentrer en train. La soirée avait été luxueuse et Chantal rentrait habillée dans cette robe blanche entièrement boutonnée sur le devant, un peu transparente et surtout légère pour l'été. Une ceinture la serre à la taille. Une simple veste la recouvre. Pas de soutien gorge et si la veste s'ouvre un peu on peut nettement discerner le contour d'un sein. A cette heure tardive le wagon est peu fréquenté. Deux noirs nous font face, sur la banquette devant, un autre est derrière nous. Deux arabes, un jeune et un gros barbu ***t un peu à l'écart.
Bercée par le bruit monotone du train, Chantal s'est endormie sur mon épaule. Les deux noirs en face la fixent sans vergogne. Ils n'ont rien de bien rassurants. J'ai un peu peur. Celui de derrière ne cesse de se retourner pour essayer d'apercevoir quelque chose. Même si j'ai peur je suis en même temps excité. La tache toute blanche de ma femme au milieu de ces regards menaçants et cupides. Seuls les deux arabes ne semblent pas concernés par la situation.
Chantal se met à bouger, ses genoux viennent à toucher un des voisins en face. La veste s'ouvre un peu et le léger tissu de la robe laisse deviner les seins. Chantal a une belle poitrine et elle sait la mettre en valeur sans exagération.
Un des noirs les fixe. Je ne bouge pas. Un moment s'écoule, lourd. Elle bouge à nouveau découvrant cette fois une partie de ses cuisses gainées de blanc. Les regards se déplacent. Celui de derrière se penche pour mieux profiter. Je le trouve bien gonflé mais je ne dis rien. Il n'a pas l'air bien normal. Il a des yeux tout injectés de sang et sa peau bien noire est toute marquée de traces peu esthétiques.
Un arrêt à une station détend l'atmosphère, mais quand le train redémarre à nouveau, la tension revient. Cette fois l'étape sera plus longue... Les deux noirs d'en face me sourient, le fêlé se déplace derrière nous pour voir de biais.
Alors poussé par la folie, discrètement, je prends le revers de la veste et l'écarte un peu plus pour mieux exposer la poitrine de l'endormie aux regards avides de ces hommes excités. Je suis excité et en même temps j'ai l'impression de pouvoir gagner leur complicité et les calmer. Les deux d'en face rigolent gentiment car ils ont compris mon jeu.
Puis, tout va très vite. Chantal est toujours endormie, un peu saoule il est vrai. Ma main déboutonne un à un les boutons du frêle robe blanche. Jusqu'à la ceinture ! Je tremble quand j'écarte les pans et les seins apparaissent, nus et blancs au milieu de ce wagon d'un train de banlieue. Les seins nus exposés en public ***t superbes. Blancs, bien dessinés avec deux aréoles marron foncé et des pointes dressées comme excitées ! Bien séparés par une gorge profonde, ils prennent la forme de deux melons. Ils ne ***t pas très gros mais c'est leur forme qui les rend si beaux et si désirables. Je sens que tous les spectateurs ***t sous le charme de cette poitrine nue. Cette poitrine que je leur montre à l'insu de leur propriétaire et qu'ils voudraient bien peloter.
Le noir derrière se penche sans bruit vers notre banquette pour ne rien manquer du spectacle. Les plus éloignés se rapprochent en silence. Ils ont deviné qu'il se passait quelque chose.
On sait tous qu'il ne faut pas la réveiller. Je défais lentement la boucle de la ceinture à la taille. Et je continue de défaire les boutons. Quand la robe est entièrement ouverte sur le devant, elle s'ouvre simplement toute seule découvrant entièrement les jambes. Au dessus des bas blancs une petite surface de peau douce attire les regards. Sa culotte blanche laisse voir les poils de *** pubis. Les noirs ***t tout excités. Celui de derrière a sorti sa bite et se branle ostensiblement près du visage de mon épouse. Je suis soudain effrayé par la tournure que prend la situation. Mais je suis encore plus excité !
Alors tout va très vite. Chantal se réveille. Elle ne comprend pas. Vite elle se rajuste. Je la rassure alors que tous dans le wagon se replacent pour ne pas l'effrayer. Elle se blottit dans mes bras. Elle a peur mais j'arrive à la rassurer et puis le train arrive à destination.
En sortant du wagon ils nous font un petit salut sympathique.
Deux des noirs descendent en même temps que nous. Ils ne paraissent pas agressifs. Au contraire ils adressent à mon épouse un sourire comme un remerciement et un compliment.
Dehors c'est plutôt désert. Il va falloir remonter à pied. Chantal se colle à moi en marchant. Elle ne se s'est pas aperçue que les deux hommes nous suivent. L'excitation me reprend et des idées folles parcourent ma tête. Je m'arrête, la prend dans mes bras et commence à l'embrasser avec fougue en lui disant que la scène du train m'a drôlement excité.
Elle se laisse faire tant elle est fatiguée. Je l'appui contre le muret d'un pavillon. Elle s'assoit à moitié dessus. J'ouvre sa veste et défais un peu sa robe dénudant un sein. Pour bien l'exposer au regard des deux noirs je m'écarte légèrement. Ils s'approchent. Et quand elle les aperçoit, elle ne réagit pas comme si elle n'avait plus de *****. Elle a compris mon désir. Elle reste appuyée sur ce mur, les bras balans le long du corps, les yeux fermés.
J'appelle d'un geste les deux voyeurs et je m'éloigne de quelques mètres pour assister au viol de mon épouse que je livre là dans la rue à deux inconnus. Ils se précipitent sur elle. De chaque côté, ils l'encadrent laissant leurs mains parcourir ce corps qui s'abandonne sans défense. Chantal ne résiste pas, elle se laisse faire sans bien comprendre la situation. Leurs lèvres parcourent *** visage cherchant à ****** sa bouche. Ils lui ouvrent entièrement la robe boutonnée sur le devant jusqu'à la ceinture mettant à nu ses seins qui apparaissent éclairés par la lumière pâle de la rue. Ils se saisissent chacun d'un téton qu'ils font rouler sous leurs doigts. C'est sans doute ce qu'ils avaient désiré dans le train quelques instants plus tôt !
Ma femme reste sans réaction tandis qu'ils pelotent sans ménagement sa poitrine. L'un d'entre eux passe sa main sous la robe qui s'ouvre découvrant les cuisses longues et fines. Elle se saisit de la culotte qu'elle arrache dans sa précipitation. Le sexe apparaît alors nu dans cette rue. Et l'homme écarte largement le vêtement pour bien contempler ce trésor. Le pubis est bien poilu dessinant un triangle bien net à la lumière de l'éclairage de la rue.
Mais il n'en a pas assez et *********** il lui enlève sa ceinture qu'elle porte encore pour pouvoir cette fois ouvrir complètement la robe. Chantal est nue, entièrement nue dans ce lieu public, à deux pas de la gare, à l'exception de ses bas qui ajoutent à la sensualité du moment dans cette rue déserte où tous dorment. Et une grosse main noire s'empare de *** sexe. Le premier la prend alors par la tête et la ***** à se baisser pour lui faire sucer la bite qu'il vient de sortir toute bandée et luisante de sécrétions. Là encore elle n'offre aucune résistance tant elle est résignée. Le second passe par derrière, soulève la robe et se saisit à pleine main de ses fesses tendues. Il les écarte *********** pour bien admirer le cul offert. Puis sans ménagement il introduit un doigt dans l'anus. Sous la ********** du geste elle laisse échapper un cri. Mais l'homme n'écoute pas et sortant une queue énorme il la présente à l'entrée du sexe ouvert et d'un seul coup s'introduit dans le ventre pour commencer un ****** va et vient rapide ne recherchant que *** propre plaisir. Il lime la chatte luisante, il écarte les fesses pour mieux contempler sa bite qui ramone le sexe de la femelle. Ses deux pattes toutes noires sur les fesses blanches de Chantal ***t excitantes. Elles s'agrippent à la peau pour mieux ouvrir le sillon du cul et montrer *** petit trou. Mais ce qui l'intéresse en ce moment c'est baiser, baiser cette moule en pleine rue. Et il en profite plongeant profondément à chaque coup *** pieu dans ce vagin ouvert !
Rapidement il ferme les yeux quand la jouissance arrive et je le vois accélérer *** rythme pour finir par râler quand il déverse *** abondante semence dans mon épouse. Repu, il se retire, *** sperme ressort du sexe tout ouvert et s'écoule le long des cuisses pour venir tacher les bas tant il est abondant.
*** copain abandonne la bouche qui le suçait. Il retourne Chantal, la plaque contre le mur, lui écarte sans ménagements les cuisses pour se saisir de *** sexe qu'il entreprend de malaxer avec **********. Il plonge un doigt puis deux dans la fente et commence une rapide branlette. Ses doigts ***t tout brillants du foutre de *** pote facilitant la branlette. Il s'écarte un peu du corps nu pour regarder et nous monter ce qu'il fait. Le voilà même qui ***** le sexe pour y introduire cette fois trois doigts et continuer la masturbation. Ma femme semble à ce moment apprécier cette caresse sauvage et je la vois qui saisit le noir à la nuque pour s'emparer de ses lèvres humides et l'embrasser à pleine bouche. De sa main libre elle caresse la queue de *** amant. Elle est encore plus grosse que celle de *** copain ! Toute noire, *** gland qu'elle vient de décalotter est tout rouge gonflé de sang. On le dirait prêt à éclater !
C'est elle même qui aide maintenant à la pénétration de cette queue énorme et noire. Elle s'empale dessus tandis que le second lui pelote les seins et à *** tour s'empare de sa bouche. Il bande à nouveau et ne veut pas rester en reste et tandis qu'il caresse ce corps nu il lui débite des propos salaces. Il glisse une main sous ses fesses qu'il malaxe fébrilement. Moi j'ai sorti mon sexe et je me masturbe devant ce spectacle. Celui qui la baise accélère soudain *** rythme et en soufflant bruyamment, il éjacule au plus profond du ventre de mon épouse qui jouit à *** tour fouillée et souillée. J'éjacule à mon tour. Une fois repus les deux hommes se rajustent et en silence ils s'éloignent dans la nuit. Ma femme reste là nue, le sperme coule à l'intérieur de ses cuisses. Elle est comblée sans vraiment se rendre compte de ce qui lui est arrivé. Je lui rends ses vêtements et lentement nous prenons le chemin de la mai***.

Le jouet



Je voudrais raconter comment je suis devenu le jouet d'une petite vicieuse d'à peine vingt ans, moi qui en ai plus de quarante. J'étais séparé de ma femme depuis six mois et dans ma société venait d'être embauché une jolie blondinette, toujours habillée sexy comme le ***t les jeunes d'aujourd'hui. Je passais mon temps à la pister pour la mater, elle me faisait terriblement bander. Un soir lors d'un pot de départ elle vient s'asseoir à coté de moi.
-Alors René, ça va ?
-Oui merci Jessica et toi ?
-Bien. Tu sais je voulais te dire que je vois bien ton manège à toujours vouloir me mater.
-Heu, non tu te trompes, balbutiais je tout en rougissant.
-Allons, je les connais bien les pervers de ton âge, mais j'aime ça tu sais. D'ailleurs je vais te dire un secret.
Sur ce elle remonta le bas de sa robe et je découvris le haut de ses bas fixés à *** porte-jarretelles.
-Tu vois je porte exclusivement des bas avec porte-jarretelles ou guêpière, jamais de collants et bien sur des strings. Maintenant lorsque tu me materas tu penseras à ce que je porte sous mes robes ou mes jupes et tu banderas encore plus.
-Pourquoi fais tu ça ?
-Parce que tu me plais bien, mais j'ai envie de jouer avec toi, j'aime faire baver les pervers comme toi, qu'ils me supplient de m'occuper d'eux et puis j'ai le fantasme des hommes soumis donc si tu me veux il va falloir être très obéissant et devenir mon jouet. Tu vois Eric la bas ?
-Oui
-Je vais aller l'allumer et ce soir il va me baiser et crois moi je suis une vraie salope au lit, il va avoir droit à la totale, fellation, baise et mon cul aussi car j'adore sentir une bonne queue dans mon petit cul. Pendant ce temps tu penseras à moi et tu te branleras bien quand sa queue ******* mon petit trou.
Elle se leva, alla droit vers Eric, une demi-heure après je les vis s'en aller, elle me lança un clin d'œil en partant. Je m'en allais aussi et à peine rentrer chez moi je me branlais énergiquement et ce plusieurs fois dans la soirée car dés que je pensais à Jessica une envie de me caresser me tenaillais aussitôt.
Le lendemain au travail je croisais plusieurs fois Jessica qui s'arrangeait pour que je puisse voir ses bas. Un moment nous fûmes seul tout les deux.
-J'ai mal au cul tu sais, Eric en a une vraiment grosse, il m'a éclaté l'anus. Et toi tu t'es bien branlé ?
Je ne répondis pas, gêné.
-Je suis sur que tu l'as fait plusieurs fois, cochon. Vais je vais être gentille, regarde.
Elle remonta sa robe et me fit admirer *** string. *** cul était parfait, bien rond et il semblait ferme.
-T'aimerais le toucher ? Il te fait bander mon cul ? Ca te fera une image pour ce soir.
Depuis, tous les jours de travail, Jessica me montre ses dessous et le week-end interminable je les passe à me branler en me remémorant ses seins magnifiques et *** cul de rêve.
Un samedi matin, je reçu un paquet avec une lettre, ils venaient de Jessica.
« Mon cher jouet, j'en ai mare de te montrer mes dessous tout les jours sans contrepartie, si tu veux que cela continue lundi matin tu viendras avec ce qu'il y a dans le paquet, gros bisous de ta vicieuse. »
J'ouvris le paquet, il contenait des bas dim-up. Je passais le week-end à cogiter, je n'allais quand même pas aller au travail avec des bas ? En même temps j'étais devenu accro de ces visions de rêve que me distillais Jessica. Le lundi matin j'enfilais mes bas et parti au travail. J'avais l'impression que tout le monde dans la société savait que j'en portais, je n'étais pas à mon aise. Je n'avais pas vu Jessica de la matinée quand elle rentra dans le cagibi ou je photocopiais des documents.
-Alors ?
Je ne dis rien, déboutonnais mon pantalon et lui montrer mes bas.
-Hummm je sens que je vais bien m'amuser avec toi.
Elle se mit dos à la porte et laissa glisser sa robe à ses pieds, elle portait un soutien gorge seins nus, un porte-jarretelle et un string. Elle tourna sur elle-même afin que je puisse admirer tout *** corps. Elle était superbe.
-Ce soir tu va pouvoir bien te branler, pervers. A partir de maintenant tu porteras des bas tout les jours, compris ?
-Oui, tout ce que tu veux.

Depuis que j'étais tombé sous le charme de Jessica, j'étais prêt à tout pour lui faire plaisir, je ne sortais plus sans mettre des bas auto-fixant comme elle me l'avait demandée. De *** coté elle m'exhibait ses dessous, me laissant voir ses bas, strings, soutien-gorge. En plus elle prenait un malin plaisir à coucher avec la plupart des hommes de la société et elle me racontait tout ce qu'elle faisait avec elle, n'omettant aucun détail, grosseur de leur queue, gout de leur sperme, habileté à la faire jouir. Moi je n'avais que le droit de me branler en l'imaginant prise par tout ses males.
Je reçu de nouveau une lettre de sa part :
« Cher pervers, il va falloir passer à une autre étape si tu veux continuer à jouir de la vue de mes dessous. Tu vas aller voir ma copine Virginie, elle tient un magasin de lingerie, rue ****, tu lui diras que tu viens de ma part. Ta petite vicieuse adorée. »
Un magasin de lingerie, qu'avait elle imaginé encore ?
Nous étions vendredi, il faisait nuit, le magasin n'étant pas trop loin je décidais d'y aller de suite, je serais fixé comme ça. Arrivé devant celui-ci, je poussais la porte et pénétrais à l'intérieur. Une magnifique brune me reçu.
-Bonjour je cherche Virginie.
-C'est moi, que puis-je pour vous ?
-Je viens de la part de Jessica.
-Ah oui, je vous attendez.
Elle alla à la porte du magasin, la ferma à clé et baissa les stores.
-Suivez-moi.
Nous passâmes dans l'arrière boutique.
-C'est donc vous le vieux pervers dont ma parler Jessy.
Je rougis.
-Jessy m'a dit que vous aimez mater ?
-Oui c'est vrai.
Elle dégrafa alors sa robe, elle portait une guêpière seins nus qui mettaient ses seins magnifiques en valeur, avec un très joli string. Elle tourna pour que je puisse mater *** cul.
-Alors ?
-Magnifique.
-Bien, pas***s aux choses sérieuses, déshabillez vous.
-Comment ?
-Allons, si vous voulez continuer à mater ma copine il faut obéir, maintenant libre à vous de partir, c'est comme vous vous voulez.
Je pensais au cul de Jessica et je me dévêtis. J'étais entièrement nu avec une érection terrible.
-Humm belle queue.
-Merci.
Elle alla dans la boutique et j'eus tout le loisir de mater *** beau cul. Elle revint avec des shorty.
-Essayez ça.
J'en enfilais un, il me moulait bien, je matais mon cul dans la glace, je le trouvai très bandant.
-Cela vous va très bien.
A nouveau elle alla dans la boutique et revint avec des porte-jarretelles et des bas.
-Nous allons essayer cela maintenant.
Elle m'attacha le porte-jarretelles et me fixa les bas, j'eu tout le loisir d'admirer sa poitrine, ma queue me faisait mal tellement elle était grosse. Une fois fini je me regardé à nouveau dans la glace, je pensai que je pourrais faire bander un homme vêtu ainsi.
-Voila comment Jessica veut vous voir vêtu dorénavant.
- Tout les jours ?
-Oui sans exception, je vais vous donner assez de shortys et de porte-jarretelles pour que vous puisez faire un roulement. D'ailleurs cela commence à partir de maintenant. Il manque une dernière chose.
Elle reparti dans la boutique et en revint avec des escarpins.
-Mettez cette paire. Ils ne font que 13cm pour commencer. Vous ne les mettrez que chez vous pour vous habituer, dans un mois vous viendrez chercher des 14cms et ce jusqu'à ce que vous sachiez marcher sur des 18cm. Regarder dans la glace comme cela cambre bien votre cul.
Je du en convenir.
-Maintenant vous allez vous branler devant moi.
Elle me tendit un mouchoir. Je sortis ma queue du shorty et me branla, je ne tardai pas à jouir en expulsant une forte quantité de foutre.
-C'est bien, allé rentrait chez vous sale pervers et n'oubliez pas dans un mois pour les chaussures.
Je me rhabillai en gardant mon shorty et mes bas et rentra chez moi. La sensation des bas et le frottement des jarretelles sur mes cuisses me procurèrent une forte bandai***. Arrivé chez moi j'ôtais mes vêtements, remis mes escarpins et me branla encore une fois. Je passai le week-end ainsi m'habituant à marcher avec des talons. J'avais hâte d'être à lundi pour montrer mes dessous à Jessica.

Tiens... tiens... deux histoires en français !! Bien merci.
La seconde a déjà été publiée avec les mêmes problèmes : si *** signifie probablement "son", que peuvent bien signifier ******* ?
Bonne continuation

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Dirty Jane


"Willy!" screamed Jane at the top of her lungs, "What did you do to my eggs?"

A geeky, young man ran into the kitchen to find his bulky elder sister seething with rage. He cringed when he saw her smoldering eyes.

Jane was the kind of woman any man would not want to meet in a dark alley. She was tall and huge and built like a brick **** house. Her massive breasts threatened to burst the masculine shirt under her business suit and her bum was barely contained by the taut fabric of the short skirt. She would have been pretty if not for her bulbous nose and she was actually scary anytime she laughed. She looked like a wolf anytime she bared her teeth.

"What's wrong with them" asked Willy weakly as he fretted with his overly long hair. He was thin as a reed and wore huge goggles looking like a bespectacled ostrich. Jane stared at her junior brother with contempt.

"What's wrong with them, you ask?" She raised her plate and showed it to him, "I wanted my eggs sunny side up and not scrambled. I told you that yesterday. Are you hard of hearing?"

"But..."

"But fuck off. You disgust me."

Willy bowed his head and left the kitchen. Jane sighed exasperatedly and ate the eggs anyway. Grabbing her bag she headed for the garage.

Jane was one of the top detectives in the city and the only woman with the rank of Captain. She had got to that position mainly by bullying her way past her weaker male colleagues. Apart from being physically stronger than most officers she was an expert at martial arts and boxing. Also she had a degree in law and she was an intense interrogator and negotiator. She was ready to resort to any means necessary to catch crooks and rarely showed pity or mercy earning her the name 'Dirty Jane'. Nobody liked her. She liked being disliked. She loved the tension.

Her brother was a complete contrast to her. He was soft and weak and a chronic underachiever and after working as a teller at a ********* for ages managed to secure a job at a comic book company. He was the regular penciller on Spider Babe and he was quite good at it. Jane wasn't happy for him. Ever since their parents died she had been the bread winner. She thought comic book artists were perverts and she hated spiders anyway.

Jane got to her desk and immediately called her deputy Tony to bring her up to speed. There was a wave of ********** and ****s in the city: women were being abducted off the streets by a lone assailant and taken to unknown places and thoroughly fucked. Although signs of violence were minimal, the women were found *******, naked, bound and *********** in garbage heaps a day after their disappearance, all their orifices filled with sperm. The sperm was dead evidence against the ****** but no matches had come up. Who was this guy?

"We know that all the victims are of a particular type and build" said Tony, a fine young man and an even more promising detective. Jane used to bitch him until she realized he wasn't emasculated by her position. Since then she left him alone and he became her trusted sidekick.

"Which is?"

"They are all quite tall, athletic, strong willed and mostly brunettes."

"Hmm. You wouldn't be describing me by any chance?"

"Of course not but the thought had occurred to me."

"I want this guy found. Put every man on the job."

"There's something else you should know."

"What?"

"Your cousin is out of pri***."

The normally ice cool policewoman suddenly paled. Rick her cousin was the black sheep of her family. He was her late ******** sister's only *** and had been a delinquent from birth. He was a sexual predator and had once tried to **** Jane when she was twelve. Jane had managed to fight him off but just. Now she was thirty five and she was confident she could finish him in a re-match. She couldn't wait.

"When?"

"Three weeks ago."

"That coincides with when the ****s started. We must find out if he's in town and track him down. Then I'll deal with him myself."

"Yes, Boss." Tony almost wished Rick wasn't the culprit. For his sake.

2.

Jane was about to close for the day and went to the ladies' room to take a leak and powder her nose. She had barely sat on one of the toilet seats when she spied a huge black spider taking his constitutional walk across the ceiling above her cubicle. She immediately turned white and her eyes turned to saucers. Using every ounce of her resolve not to scream, she pulled up her panties and skirt and fled the cubicle with her head low. She hated spiders ever since one dropped on her head from a tree when she was six. She had gone ******* and the experience had given her permanent arachnophobia. She was careful not to let anyone know about it because she would be laughed out of the department. 'Hey, Dirty Jane is scared of spiders!' they would say. She wouldn't hear the end of it. She was still shivering when she drove home.

She was on the treadmill when her phone rang. Dressed in only a half-top and tights she looked stunning. Her magnificent boobs defied gravity despite their size and weight and her abs seemed hewn out of rock. Her ass looked like it was carved from stone, her long legs etched from oak. She hopped off the treadmill and picked up the phone.

"Who's this?" she asked, her voice like a fall of gravel.

"Hi, Baby" a voice drawled. Jane felt a delicious ripple of fear and anger rush down her spine.

"Rick, you bastard!" she hissed.

"How are you? It's been ages since we were last together."

"How was prison? I hope you got your ass ****d in jail."

"No, but I got to **** some though."

Jane bristled at his smug, arrogant tone and hated herself for the sensations she felt. She was alarmed that her nipples were getting hard!

"Now that I'm out of prison I need to get myself some real pussy this time. I heard you're quite buff now. It would be really fun to spread those taut ass cheeks of yours and plug my boner way deep in your **** hole."

Jane felt a white hot wave of fury wash over her.

"When I find you" she spat "I'll make you beg me to **** you."

"Ha ha! I think it will be the other way round. I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit for a year. I'll be dropping by soon to take you on a date. Just you and me."

"You stupid fuck..." The phone went dead.

3.

Jane had barely got to the office the next day when Tony dumped some sheets of paper in front of her.

"What's this?" Jane asked.

"We found them at Rick's last known address. These are sketches of a woman."

Jane sat down heavily and leafed through the papers. Immediately she shivered. They were all light pencil sketches of a statuesque naked brunette in various forms of bondage. The face looked strikingly similar to hers.

"That looks like you, Boss" Tony said gravely.

"Yes, I'm aware of that."

"I think you must be his next target."

"It's possible but let's stay focused. Send out our boys to find him." Jane didn't tell Tony about the call she got from Rick. She knew he would freak out and suggest they case her house. She didn't want that. She was hoping Rick would make good on his threat and come over to the house. Then she would be ready for him.

"Funny" she said thoughtfully, "Didn't know Rick could draw so well."

Tony shrugged. "Maybe he picked it up in prison."

4.

A week later and Rick had not made an attempt on her. He was no where to be found and she was getting listless. She became less edgy and started to relax. Maybe she had scared him off. The punk must have heard stories about her and decided against a rematch. Pity, she thought, she would have dearly loved to smash his face in.

After another fruitless day Jane went home again to roost. She was getting frustrated by the serial **** case and even though there were no other reported victims, Rick was still at large. She hadn't even bothered to tell Willy her brother about the threat. He would probably go bonkers and she was in no mood for his whining. Anyway she knew he was in no danger, he normally spent all his time in the basement drawing those horrible comics, ugh!

She took a long shower and mulled over the case. Her fabulous body dripped with water as she played with herself. Danger aroused her and her nipples were rock hard. She fingered herself for a long time and *********** fantasized about Rick beating her in a fight and fucking her senseless in her own room. She came with a grunt and felt ashamed of her thoughts. She reached for a towel and found none in the rack. Immediately she became pissed. If her kid brother had been wanking off on the towels again she would **** him!

She strolled naked out of the bathroom and marched down to the basement. She had had enough!

She would spend her pent up aggression on her dick of a brother and knock his teeth out. Stupid fag, she fumed.

Without bothering to knock she pushed open the door and marched down the rickety stairs in all her splendor.

She saw a figure huddling in a corner.

"Willy, come here right now!" she hissed as she stalked towards him.

"Hello, Jane" said a familiar voice behind her.

Jane stopped dead in her tracks as if shot. This proved to be her undoing. A hand holding a wet cloth clamped over her nose and she recognized the smell of **********. The other hand grabbed her right breast and began to squeeze it. She felt something hard jam into the cleft of her buttocks and she didn't want to believe that the monstrous object grinding against her was his penis.

Jane eyes flew open in panic as she felt herself succumbing to the fumes. She struggled gallantly but it was useless. She was faintly aware of Rick's mauling hand fondling her large boob and tweaking the erect nipple.

"Jane..." His breath on her ear was hot and stank of stale ******* and tobacco, "I've waited so long for this. There are so many things I want to do to you..."

The last thing Jane heard before drifting to *************** was a deep guttural grunt as he pushed the massive head of his dick against her bum hole.

Jane slowly surfaced from the pool of darkness that had engulfed her. Her eyes flickered open and for a brief moment she wondered where she was. This was the guestroom. She wondered what she was doing in the guestroom. Soon enough the memory of that soft metallic hiss of Rick's voice in her ear, his big, hard hand on her breast and the scent of ********** quickly sharpened her senses. She tried to move and found that she couldn't.

She was lying belly down on the bed that smelt of camphor and her arms were securely tied behind her back. Her legs had been bent at the knees and pulled up so that her ankles could be fastened to her wrists. And she was still naked. A cold draft was blowing straight across her body making her shiver. She was gagged as well. It was the dishrag and she had to use all her willpower to stop herself from puking and end up drowning in her own vomit.

She heard voices and she twisted around to face the two figures that walked into the room. The one at the back didn't worry her- it was her stupid younger brother William. It was the one that was standing over her right now and staring down at her that gave her the chills- her cousin Rick. He had managed at last to get her in a position he had always wanted: naked, bound, and gagged and completely at his mercy. The fact that she was a cop made her present predicament all the more erotic for a complete pervert like Rick.

"Hello, Jane" he drawled as he absentmindedly trailed a finger up a naked thigh, "You look a bit tied down. You want me to loosen you up a little?"

Jane cringed at his touch and her angry eyes darted from Rick to William. Her brother looked sheepish but she noticed that he couldn't take his eyes off her. He seemed to be particularly fascinated with her enormous breasts which were freckled with goose pimples and the sharp nipples which stood erect from the cold. Ricks finger stroked at her bush and she quickly lay on her belly again which wasn't much of an idea since her bum was now fully exposed for all to see. His hands clamped on her cheeks and began to knead them roughly. She grunted beneath the gag and made a futile attempt to wriggle free which only made her look all the more desirable to the depraved kind.

"Hey, William!" Rick said jovially to Jane's brother, "Don't you want a feel of your sister's ass?"

"Really?" he replied uncertainly and stared longingly at Jane's behind.

"Of course."

Rick grabbed Jane by the legs and pulled her towards him. She struggled futilely, her face a mask of hate and fear.

"Come on, William. Grab that big bum of hers."

Jane really felt like throwing up now as she felt two soft, pudgy hands inch nervously across her ass cheeks.

"Spread them for her, Cuz."

The hands gripped her buttocks and pushed them apart. She felt a cold draft of air on her butt hole. She moaned desperately.

"Hey, I think your sis likes you feeling her up. Why not go for her tits?"

Rick flipped her on her side and she watched helplessly as William approached her with a frightful leer on his long face. His hands stretched towards her like spiders till they both cupped her breasts. Jane mumbled something furiously but he ignored her. He fondled and massaged her boobs in the only way a nerd who has never seen action could. He pulled at her long nipples and she gave a muffled gasp. Rick reached to her face and pulled away the gag. She spluttered and coughed as she tried to spit out the taste of the filthy dishrag.

"You cocksucker!" she hissed vehemently at her brother, "When I get free I'm going to **** you! I will -- "

The slap sounded like a ****** shot and Jane thought her neck had broken from the way her head had spun around. She stared in shock at Rick who blew at his open palm.

"Bitch, your jaw must be made of cast iron!" he exclaimed, "Please don't talk to your brother that way anymore. Your reign of terror in this city is officially over. By the time I cut you down to size, they'll need a microscope to find your oversized ego!"

Jane shook her head to clear the stars and fought to keep the tears that were about to roll down her cheeks. This was not the way she imagined things would be. Here she was, a trussed up captive in her own house about to be inevitably raped by her convict cousin and possibly her weakling of her brother! Not good at all!

"How did you get in my house?" Jane asked in an attempt to postpone her fate, "My men looked for you everywhere and my security system is top notch."

Rick sat on the bed and pulled her over his lap. He prodded her bum hole with his forefinger. Her struggles only pushed his finger in deeper. William reached under and grabbed her tits again.

"You are such an arrogant bitch, Jane" Rick said conversationally as he wiggled his finger around. Jane gritted her teeth. "I have been in your place for over two weeks now. Your brother let me in."

"You've been aiding an escaped convict?" Jane whispered to William in disbelief. Her brother tugged at her nipples. "Why won't I? You know I can't stand you. You've always hated me anyway. When Rick told me of his plan to escape the last time I visited him, I told him I would help in anyway I could. It got even better when he said he had unfinished business with you. I even sent him the drawings to keep him in the mood."

"Naturally, I had to warm up first before the big ****" Rick continued as another finger edged between her moistening pussy lips, "Practiced on a few broads that looked like you once I got out. I was shacked up in your basement the whole time. I really got off staying under the same roof as you, knowing I could have you anytime I wanted. I have to confess I wanked a lot as I fantasized about how I would do you."

"You won't get away with this!"

"Really? You think this is some stupid cop show? You think you're going to escape my clutches then get the upper hand? No, Darling. What will happen next is that I'm going to cut you loose from your bonds for the sole reason that you are going to be an obedient slut and service us boys."

"NEVER! I will never do it even at gunpoint!" She was panting now as Rick's finger rapidly squished in and out of her vagina. She was desperate not to climax and make her *********** complete.

"Gunpoint? You know I don't like guns, Jane. William, please bring in Boris."

"Yes, sir" he said happily and left the room, leaving red finger marks on her huge white tits.

"Boris? Who the fuck is... ooooh..."

"You like that, huh? The way I tug at your clit. But you're so fucking wet and still very tight. Looks like you haven't had a man for a long time. I'm here to remedy that."

William came back holding a small cage and held it in front of her face. Something in it stared dispassionately out at her with many eyes. Jane felt her body go ice cold and she became petrified with terror. Her eyes grew round like saucers as her jaw went slack and her mouth opened for a scream that never materialized. She was staring at a big, brown and black tarantula.

"Say hi to my little friend!" cackled William.

"No...please..." she whispered hoarsely, her eyes glued on the horrid creature that had guest starred in so many of her worst nightmares "Get that thing away from me."

"We will, dear cousin Jane only if you promise to suck our cocks and take it in the ass like the fucking slut you really are. You should be careful about letting your enemies know what your kryptonite is. William told me it's spiders." "Just get it away from me!" she shrieked, "I'll do anything! I'll suck your cocks! You two can fuck me all night long in the ass and anywhere you like. Just don't let that bastard near me!"

"Tut, tut. Be nice to Boris. William doesn't like you calling him names. Okay, stop sniveling; we won't let him near you. But I'm disappointed in you. Look how easy it was to turn the iron maiden into a weeping maid..."

Rick signaled William to take the spider away and while he was gone he placed Jane back on the bed and untied her. When she was free at last she jumped up and tried to run for the door, her boobs flapping up and down in tune with her desperate fleeing feet. Rick wrapped his arms round her waist before she had gone a few steps.

"Easy, now, sweetheart" he whispered softly in her ear as one hand disappeared into her thatch while the other grabbed her boob "Remember you promised."

He easily picked her up and tossed her on the bed like a sack of wheat. Jane realized that Rick was certainly much stronger than he was before he was incarcerated. She had about as much chance of getting past him as gate crashing the White House. William walked back into the room, stared at her sister lying wet and naked on the bed and licked his lips hungrily. Rick rubbed his hands.

"Showtime."

Rick grabbed Jane by her long black hair and dragged her off the bed while she mewled in pain. She was ******* to her knees and she watched humiliated as the two men pulled down their pants and boxers. Rick's cock was long and thick but she was surprised by the size of William's own tool. It was huge and fat with a large head.

That thing will certainly split me in half; she thought feeling a delicious rush of fear and longing.

"Start sucking, slut" Rick commanded.

Jane hurriedly grabbed their stiff organs and while she put Rick's cock in her mouth with relative ease she could hardly get her hand round her brother's dick. She tried to jack him off while she sucked Rick off for all she was worth. Soon the only sounds in the room were slurps and grunts of pleasure.

Rick deep throated Jane a couple of times till she almost gagged then he pulled her off by her hair. He pushed her head towards William which he grabbed with both hands and ****** onto his cock. His shaft spread her lips to stretching point as he pushed his monster all the way into her mouth. Tears streamed out of her eyes as she looked up imploringly at her brother. He grinned back evilly.

He held her head steady and pumped his waist, humping her face. Two agonizing minutes later he ejaculated, pouring his cum all the way down her throat. When he pulled out she bent over coughing and wheezing. Rick grabbed her hair and ****** her to bring him to a climax as well. He too made sure he poured everything into her digestive system.

Rick picked her up again and turning her around, bent her over the side of the bed with her knees on the ground as if she was praying. Her bum ballooned invitingly. He took out a small jar of jelly and expertly lubricated her bum hole while she wriggled her hips in protest. Without further preamble Rick, none too gently, shoved his cock into her anus, ignoring her cry of pain. Grabbing her small waist he rapidly humped into her. Jane's begging and pleading soon turned to appreciative grunts and groans as Rick took his time coming. When at last he blew his load he reached forward and mauled her tits. He stood up and William eagerly replaced him. Jane's desperate pleas fell on deaf ears as William hardly hesitated before he started to push his massive cock into her already stretched bum hole. Her scream could probably be heard all over the neighborhood.

She could hardly breathe as William's ass fucking completely scoured her. His pudgy hands fondled her already ravaged breasts and she came multiple times before William could come again. Mercifully she passed out. The last thing she heard was the maniacal laughter of her cousin Rick.... He had won and she was finished. A bright light tried to pierce the gathering darkness as she was only slightly aware of loud voices before oblivion claimed her.

When she woke up she found herself in hospital. She found her deputy Tony sitting by her bed. She was connected to IVs and she felt terrible not to mention her ass hurt like hell. He looked up from the paper he was reading and smiled at her.

"It's okay, boss" he said reassuringly, "Your cousin and brother are in the holding cells. Rick is going away for a long time."

"What happened?"

"We cased your house like you said after you initially refused protection after the phone threat from Rick. We got lucky because we heard you scream. We came in with full ***** and literally caught them with their pants down. You're very lucky indeed."

"Lucky? I just got gang ****d and you say lucky? Who... who else knows about this?"

"Just me and Thomas. He won't talk."

"Make sure Rick is in Cell 4."

"But Tyson James is in that cell."

Rick was a big, black former wrestler turned gangbanger with a particular taste for ass, male or female. Awaiting trial for ****** he was a frisky ************. They kept him alone because he liked to **** his cellmates.

"I think Tyson is feeling lonely don't you think?" asked Dirty Jane with an evil glint in her eye that unsettled even the unflappable Tony, "Let's introduce my darling cousin Rick to him..."

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Dominating Neighbour


But perhaps, I'm getting ahead of myself. Firstly, I should introduce the characters of this story. Myself (Lee), and my wife Sophie, a mid-thirties, happily married couple who enjoy, even if I say so myself, an interesting, varied, yet rather orthodox sex life. Sophie, like many French women is slim and petite, possessing a gentle character and a dazzling smile. Then we have our neighbours, Chantal and David, yet another (or so it seemed) middle of the road couple living in rural France. Chantal, a petite yet buxom blond with a piercing blue-eyed stare, complemented by David, a Martinique dark-skinned, gentle (and extremely reserved) giant.

However, underneath the veneer of respectability lay hidden desires, something Chantal recognised well before the rest of us. As events would unfold, I discovered (but alas, too late) that she manipulated us all expertly.

As I said, it all started with a slight indiscretion. After an evening of good eating and good ********, in the company of our neighbours, I let slip that we had our own sex blog. For a country like France, this was nothing special. The French internet is full of couples with explicit sex blogs, and MSN traffic is inundated with couples sharing web-cam sex sessions. However, that little faux pas, would lead to the consequences described in this story.

Our blond haired neighbour began her offensive the following day. She happened to mention, in the most virginal blushing manner, how she'd loved visiting our blog, how she enjoyed the photos (blush) and especially the articles describing our fantasies. She hinted how she'd love to do something similar herself, how she'd love to let her sexuality express itself, but that her husband was just too shy. In hushed tones, she confessed her admiration for the both of us; for our variety, our imagination. All the while, her ample breasts pressed up against my arm. With her mental barbs in place, she smiled and timidly asked if I'd help her discretely ("but please don't mention it to Sophie and David!") start her own blog.

Soon after I saw her first articles. A series of photos of her sucking and fucking her husband's cock. And what a cock! Gentle, reserved David was blessed with a long, and extremely thick cock, complemented by a huge pair of balls that hung heavily beneath. This choice of first images was not random; Chantal knew from reading our blog, that I fantasised about watching Sophie being fucked by a well-hung stranger.

The phone rang. "Do you like the photos? I thought you might appreciate them."

I replied, "I'm speechless. You're a very lucky woman!"

"In some ways, yes. In some ways, no. David can fuck me senseless for hours with that cock of his. His stamina and staying power is as impressive as his mensurations. But on the other hand, he's so straight-laced. He doesn't enjoy anything off the beaten track, and that includes giving me oral sex. So you see, I'm as in awe of your sex-life, and you of mine. So why don't we allow David to fuck Sophie, fulfilling a fantasy or two you both may have? And in return, I get to use you in all manners imaginable, pushing even you to your limits. Interested?"

Was she kidding. Would I mind that she persuade my wife to realize one of my favourite fantasies? And in return, I get to fuck this woman? My cock was rock hard. My mind full of erotic images of my beautiful neighbour and the recurring vision of my wife impaled on that huge, thick black cock.

"Sure, but I warn you now.. Sophie's not going to go for it"

Later on, I discovered that Chantal had already begun weeks before a calculated campaign to convert my Sophie to her cause, realizing intuitively that any neighbourly sex would only be secured through her approval. Her intoxicating, raw and frontal approach with me, was complemented by a subtly, gentler approach with Sophie. During many a neighbourly coffee mornings, Sophie & Chantal would casually discuss sex, life and everything. As time went by, the topic of discussion focused more and more on sex. She began to discuss her husband – a quiet, unassuming man, who had been blessed with the most well endowed cock. A powerful combination which slowly worked its affects on Sophie – the idea of such monster cock in the house next door, attached to the most non-threatening and gentle of men.

Chantal slowly worked her way into Sophie's mind. She would sit next to Sophie, coffees going cold, describing the intense feeling of having that cock, whilst in the subtlest of ways, slowly acclimatising Sophie to the proximity of her body, and the sensation of her touch. Sophie in turn would describe to an enthralled Chantal the variety and enthusiasm of our sex life. As time went by, unknown to me, each would read the other's sex blog, to discover the latest pictures and articles, fuelling the discussions for the following coffee morning. Then finally one morning Chantal began to introduce the idea of an exchange.

"I wish you could experience David's cock. Its a once in a lifetime experience. Look, I've bought this dildo to show you how big it is."

Chantal handed over a large dildo to Sophie, which in fact was significantly smaller than David's cock. She saw no point in frightening her off. Sophie shuddered as she held the dildo. In silence she caressed the monster, lost in her erotic thoughts, until finally she said "I could never cheat on Lee!!"

"I know that! I was thinking about something .. well, innocent. A web-cam link, for example, so you could watch him fuck me. At the same time, in the privacy of your own home, you can play with this dildo and imagine its him? A bit of fun between two desperate housewives? Where's the harm in that?"

Sophie agreed.

That very evening, Chantal set up the web-cam link. Sophie, trembling with anticipation sat in front our our computer caressing the huge dildo. The screen came to life and Sophie got her first glimpse of that huge cock. She felt a seeping wetness between her legs as Chantal took the tool in her two hands, and licked, sucked and nibbled it from top to bottom. Sophie's hand shot between her legs and began frantically rubbing her clit. The sight of his cock was purely intoxicating.

Her pussy was on fire. She picked up the dildo and placed it at the entrance of her hole. The cool plastic send shivers through her body. Suddenly she was concerned. This dildo was ridiculously long, she'd never get it in. Distracted by her thoughts, she forgot about the webcam, until a long moan came through the speakers. She looked up and saw Chantal easing herself down on her husband's thick pole.

Sophie seeing this, forgot her concerns, and slowly pushed the dildo into her eager cunt. The toy stretched her wider than ever before. She matched Chantal inch for inch, and soon her pussy was stuffed full. The orgasms washed over Sophie in waves as she rocked back and forth. She sat there and watched in awe as quiet, gentle David fucked and fucked his wife into sweet oblivion.

Sophie was hooked. From there on it was only a matter of time before we found ourselves naked in David and Chantal's bedroom.

"Just think about it. He's going to push that monstrous cock deep into her poor innocent little pussy, and you're going to simply stand there and watch."

My eyes were fixed on my wife, and therefore, I could not see this haunting woman whispering filth into my ear. However, I could smell her perfume, sensed her breath on my neck, and felt her long blond hair falling over my naked back. Her lips caressed my ear lobe, her mouth spurted even more delicious obscenities as her hand squeezed my hard cock

"David's going to give your wife the fucking she's always dreamed of, and you've secretly craved."

Her ample breasts pushed against my back, her erect nipples pushing hard into my flesh.

"And in return, I'm going to give you and her what you need. Oh yes, what you need .. and what you crave deep down."

I gasped as my beautiful innocent wife, reached out timidly towards our neighbour's huge cock. I could see the look of longing and anticipation on her face as she licked and sucked that cock head. Her hands looked so small, gripped around his cock and cradling his huge balls.

"Look at her, she can't wait to get that cock inside her" .. Chantal whispered in my ear, whilst squeezing my balls. "You really want to see that cock stretching her pussy? To hear her scream through orgasm after orgasm?"

I whispered, "yes".

"In that case, it'll be you that takes that cock and guides into her.. Do you agree?"

Her other hand wandered down to my ass and her finger began caressing my ass hole

I gasped "YES!!", and ************* raised myself on tiptoes.

Chantal walked confidently towards Sophie and David. Her hand moved across Sophie's body. Her breasts pushed against Sophie's back as she leaned over and asked, "You want to feel David's cock inside you, don't you?"

Sophie nods. She whispers something into Sophie's ear. Sophie gasps "yes".

On the bed, Sophie & David lay on their sides, with his huge cock resting on her inner thigh.

Chantal called me over "Get down on all fours and lick your wife's pussy. We need to make sure its ready for that cock".

I got down on all fours, and approached my wife. Doing so, I saw that imposing cock close up. Even as a man, I could appreciate the beauty of that thick cock. Dark veins ran from the base up towards an enormous glistening bulbous head. The base was so thick, I wasn't convinced my own hand would reach around. To complete the view, a pair of heavy, clean shaven balls lay on Sophie's thigh. As I leaned inwards to lick my wife's pussy I sensed the familiar, yet different, musky smell of his cock. I began to lick her pussy, following Chantal's instructions whispered into my ear. David was obviously enjoying himself, since his cock jerked rhythmically, bumping into my face.

"That's it .. Lick her well ... Good. Now take hold of David's cock"

There's a feeling of disgust, trepidation and excitement as I reached out. My hand slides round his veined thickness, and I feel his cock twitch and pulse.

"Now rub his cock head over her virgin cunt .. "

Sophie's cunt was dripping wet, her pussy lips engorged with her lust for this cock. Within seconds his cock head was glistening with her juices. The dominating bitch leaned over, and tied a shoe lace half way down the length of his cock. She pulled it tight, raising a gasp of pain from her husband.

"David, chéri, lets not forget that Sophie's a 'virgin'. You're only to work your cock in up to the shoe lace. For the rest, we'll see later if our guests deserve more."

I guided his huge cock towards her cunt, and slowly pushed it into her hole. A long moan escaped from Sophie's lips as the tip of the cock head disappeared inside. Chantal whispered into my ear "You're going to help them with your saliva. I want you to keep everything well lubricated. You will lick her pussy lips, her clit. You will also lick my husband's cock. If its not well lubricated your poor wife is going to suffer as that cock head stretches her out. Believe me, I know what I'm talking about, I was his virgin once. And don't even think of pulling it out. Your wife, deep down, would never forgive you."

Chantal watched as I hesitantly ran my tongue across that huge bulbous cock head. David's cock jerked suddenly and my wife gasped loudly. Frantically, I licked her clit to help her relax. I returned to licking his cock head, hoping it would help its passage into her hole. For sure, my work added extra lubrication, but equally my licking caused his cock to jerk once again, and the bulbous head thicken even more. David slowly pushed upwards and I watched as his cock head disappeared inside my wife's stretched pussy. Her pussy would never be the same again! He eased up, letting her cunt adjust to his girth.

Sophie lay on her side, her eyes closed. Her mouth, half open, let escape a low but persistent moan from her lips. David, constantly watched Sophie's face for the slightest sign of pain or panic, whilst with the utmost care and tenderness, rotated his hips, causing his cock to explore every last nerve ending in her dripping pussy. As her pussy stretched and adjusted to his cock, he would gently pull back and then thrust a little further into her wetness. A loud hiss escaped from Sophie's mouth, as her quivering pussy clamped down on his manhood. The view was utterly memorizing. Sophie's engorged pussy lips, glistening with a torrent of juices, were stretched tightly around that dark, thick veined cock. The tautness of her pussy was almost palpable. Even though he'd only worked three inches into her cunt, it was obvious she'd never experienced anything quite like this before.

I continued to gently lick her clit, helping her to relax. After ten minutes of gentle work, the shoe lace tied around David's cock finally touched Sophie's pussy. Sophie was panting heavily as Chantal leant over.

"There's another 5 inches of cock. We're talking about 5 inches of virgin territory in that pretty little cunt of yours. Do you want it?"

Sophie, her eyes closed in concentration, nodded her agreement. The smouldering look on her face said everything. Backing out was not an option. If we did, she would be forever haunted by the thought of that cock.

Chantal turned to me, "Do you agree? Do you want to see your wife fucked like never before? If so, in return, I get to use you as I please."

David, withdrew his cock, and rested it on Sophie's thigh. It glistened brightly with her juices. Her pussy remained stretched open.

Sophie cried, "NOO!! Please put it back in. Lee do whatever she says. I can't stop now...Please"

My shoulders slumped, as I mentally prepared myself for the rest of the evening. Chantal's persuasiveness and manoeuvring had left me with no alternative. I untied the shoe lace from David's cock. I grabbed his cock once again, and slid it back into Sophie's waiting cunt. David slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper, in one long motion.

Sophie's moan raised in pitch. "URGGGGHH".

Frantically I licked the monster cock, spreading my saliva along its length and across its girth. All that counted now was that Sophie came out of this experience intact. David's strokes maintained a slow, teasing rhythm, but began to increase in amplitude. Relentlessly his cock ploughed deeper into virgin territory .. 7 inches .. 8 inches .. 9 inches .. and then finally all 10 inches buried in her pussy, his huge testicles rubbing up against her labia.

Sophie's face was covered in a thin layer of perspiration. Her constant moans now transformed into deep, frantic panting. David remained perfectly still, letting her adjust to his girth. Once her panting had abated, David flipped Sophie onto all fours. He then began his task in earnest. Sophie's eyes shot open, her face set in a rictus of surprise and pleasure. We both realized that what she'd experienced up until now was nothing more than foreplay. Now, she would experience the real worth of this cock.

David began to gradually pick up pace, his huge testicles slapping obscenely against Sophie's clitoris with each long stroke. Chantal positioned me so I could see Sophie's face. The look of bliss was total. Sophie gripped the bed post. She wriggled and bucked, frantically pushing back with each thrust. She was behaving like a dog on heat. A woman possessed. A long stream of obscenities came forth from my gentle wife's mouth. The whole bed shook wildly each time David slammed 10 inches of solid cock deep into her poor cunt. Her body seemed in constant orgasm, as relentlessly stroke after stroke, he took her higher and higher.

The stamina of this man! The relentless pounding carried on for another twenty minutes. Sophie's face and shoulders had collapsed onto the bed, leaving her ass pointing skywards. This just gave David an even better angle of attack for burying his meat into my (poor?) wife. Finally, David let out a cry, and shot his load deep into Sophie. The two of them lay there panting heavily. Their bodies covered in sweat. Sophie's hair plastered over her face. She looked as if she'd run a marathon.

The silence was broken by Chantal, "Sophie, remembered what you promised me, at the start of the evening? Its time." I looked between the two of them, wondering what promise had been given.

Sophie looked at me, "Come here Lee. I want you to clean out my pussy. I want you to eat David's cum."

I finally understood how far Chantal has worked her way into our couple, as Sophie's cum splattered pussy was lowered down over my face. A constant stream of her juices, mixed with huge quantities of cum, slipped out of her pussy. I frantically swallowed.

My cock twitched. My God, I was enjoying this! Then the realisation hit home. Deep down, I'd enjoyed it all. The ***********, Sophie's fucking, even licking and holding that monster cock. That was Chantal's gift. She knew what you needed better than you did yourself. I was going to enjoy being their sex slave. And I knew for certain that Sophie was going to enjoy more of David's company in the near future.

We left our neighbours house late in the night, our minds in turmoil. We'd spent an evening I never imagined possible in our marriage, and had come out the other side invigorated and liberated. We returned to our empty house, and climbed into bed, exhausted, smelling of sex.

The next morning I had great difficulty focusing upon my work. My mind forever wondering back to those erotic scenes of the day before. I was sure Sophie would be in the same state of mind, so I picked up the phone and rang home.

"Hi honey, its me."

"Mmmmmm, Hi" she replied.

"Are you OK, you sound a bit funny."

"They're here in the house. I'm sorry but I just couldn't refuse."

My cock twitched in my trousers, knowing instantly who 'they' were.

"What are they doing?"

"They've got me leaned over the breakfast bar. He's about to slide his cock in me. UGGGGGGHHHH .. MY GOD ..."

Sophie's moan echoed down the telephone line, filling my head with erotic images.

"And what's Chantal doing?" I questioned.

"Since you weren't here, Chantal helped out. She's licked my pussy and got it ready for Mark. I've never had a woman lick my pussy before. I feel so dirty. But it needed doing. Taking his cock doesn't get any easier.." she replied, out of breath.

My cock ached and I reached under my desk to stroke its throbbing length.

"Oh, its BIG. I can feel his cock stretching me wide open. I can feel the veins running along its length, his cock head rubbing against my G-spot. Chantal tells me I've only taken 4 inches so far. I've another 6 inches to go. Oh God, I love this cock."

As much as I hated to admit it, I loved hearing my quiet wife become some other man's cockslut.

"OHHH.. He's sliding his thumb in my asshole. I feel so FULL. Oh MY GOD, I'm CUMMMMING ... UGHHHH .."

All intelligent conversation with my wife ended, as the phone line filled with the sounds of her panting. Chantal, who had obviously finished her task, came to the phone.

"Lee, so nice to hear from you. I hope you don't mind but we popped over to borrow your wife. You see, Mark enjoyed her tight pussy so much last night, he's decided to use it more often. Sophie certainly seems not to mind. Check your blog site during the day. I'll post a few pictures for you."

I sat there speechless, amazed at her brazen authority over our couple.

"Mark's going to be busy with her all afternoon. If I was you I wouldn't count on dinner being ready on the table tonight. See you later."

With that, Chantal hung up.

Before I could react, the phone rang again calling me to yet another business meeting. The remainder of the day was busy. There I was working hard, earning a crust, in the knowledge that my wife was being fucked senseless in my own home.

That evening I rushed home early. I walked in through the front door to find the house in darkness. No one home. I walked to the neighbours' house, and opened the front door. The lights were ablaze, and there to greet me was my wife. My wife, sitting on the sofa, impaled on Mark's hard cock.

Her face was flushed red, her eyes half closed, a sultry look of bliss on her face. "Oh, hi honey. Sorry I wasn't there to meet you, but he started on me again. This is the third time today!"

Mark looked at me smugly, slowly thrusting his cock in and out. What could I say to that?

"Take your clothes off, have a shower. Go and see Chantal. She's up in the bedroom. I want you to do whatever she says. You understand? Please, just do what she says. I DO NOT want to risk losing access to this cock."

With that, Mark picked up his pace, and my wife's face transformed into a rictus of pleasure.

I followed my wife's instructions. Cleanly showered, I entered the darkened bedroom. Chantal came up behind me and whispered in my ear. "Put your hands behind your back"

Click. Handcuffs firmly secured my arms behind my back.

"Welcome to my play room."

"Kneel on the bed."

Chantal pushed me forward, and with my arms handcuffed behind my back, I fell onto the bed, my face buried into the mattress, my ass pointing upwards.

Chantal then secured a metal bar to my knees, making it impossible to close my legs. The bar was in fact telescopic. She turned a little handle, that caused the bar to expand, ******* my legs further apart. I then felt cold metal clasping my scrotum. She attached a heavy ring above my balls, the weight pushing them down, stretching my sac downwards.

This woman was dirty, probably too dirty for me. However, the foreign sensations of being dominated, of being exposed in such a strange position, were exhilarating. The trepidation of not knowing what would happen next was exquisite.

She began licking my exposed asshole. I moaned.

"You like that, don't you? Sophie was right."

She contained to lick, playing with my stretched balls. She slipped a finger into puckered hole, sucking deeply on my cock. This woman was so dirty.

"You're going to be my own personal sex toy. My whore. Your gentle wife has sold you to me, for the price of my husband's cock."

As if to confirm the sale, a rising wail came up through the floor boards.

"If you resist, then your wife's access to David's cock will end, and we both know she doesn't want that. David enjoys vanilla sex. He fucks, and fucks and fucks. He does it so well. But, at the end of the day, he won't satisfy my more unconventional tastes. That is where you come in, my dear neighbour."

Suddenly, I heard a buzzing sound, from behind me. She showed me her small vibrator.

"I've got a bag full of sex toys here, and I'm going to fuck your virgin ass with every single one. We'll start small perhaps? No point in inflicting pain too early."

This woman was definitely too dirty. I began to struggle, but it was useless. My arms and legs were firmly bound. She slid the vibrator into my ass. I groaned loudly. These sensations were so foreign. Painful, but at the same time pleasurable. My splinter muscles locked down on the intrusion, grasping it firmly. However, this simply helped the strong vibrations to resonate throughout my body. She licked around my stretched asshole, easing away the pain. My balls ached under the constant weight of the heavy metal ring.

She pulled the vibrator out, letting me recover. She then took great pleasure in showing me her next toy. A cold metal butt plug. Wide and menacing. She smiled, and pressed her tool against my ass.

"Nooo," I moaned.

"Accept it, neighbour. You're in for a long ride."

With that, she slowly pushed the plug into my ass. I had no idea how far she pushed it in, but I felt as though I was being split in two. The penetration was not as deep as the vibrator, but I felt stretched beyond belief.

I gasped loudly, "FUCCKKK!!"

"Now, a little something to help your muscles relax."

The tone of her voice did not bode well.

A tingling sensation began to engulf my balls and stuffed back passage. The tingling slowly increased in intensity.

"UGGH, What the HELL is that?" I cried.

The tingling reached a level where my balls and splinter muscles jerked ************* as each shock ran through my body.

"Do you like it? My latest toy. Electro-stimulation. Sophie gave me permission to use it" she replied coyly.

My cries were muffled, as my face was driven further into the mattress. My ass and balls shaking wildly. The tingling became stronger and stronger, my insides on fire. My muscles slowly relaxed, enjoying the hardness and girth of this plug. My cries became moans, and at that precise instant, she buried the rest of the plug deep into my ass.

She walked around the bed, so I could clearly see her. There she was, smiling at me, her red hair falling over her heavy breasts. Between her legs, now dangled a huge strap on cock.

"You see, I have some interesting plans for your wife. But you see, she needs convincing that David's cock can be taken up the ass. I intend to use you as proof."

Chantal pushed me, and I fell onto my side. She rolled me onto my back, and the butt plug buried itself even deeper into my poor ass. She attached a chain to the metal bar holding my knees apart. The chain was obviously attached to a pulley, as suddenly my legs are pulled upwards and backwards. I lay there, trussed up like a hog, my ass and balls in full view. She turned off the current, pulled the butt plug from my ass, and I gasped in relief. She positioned herself in front of me, angling her strap-on cock towards my ass. I groan loudly as she began to push the thick cock head in. My face contorted in a look of pain and pleasure. A bead of sweat trickled down my brow. In the corner of the room I suddenly saw my wife and David enter.

Mark carried her into the room, impaled upon his cock. He lies her down, next to me, her face close to my own, and withdraws his glistening cock.

"Hi, honey. I see Chantal's making good use of you. Now you know what it feels like to have a huge cock filling your insides up. Not so easy as it looks, eh honey? Perhaps next time so won't be so willing to see me impaled on some monster cock? Anyhow, I'm curious to see if an arse can take such girth before I even consider venturing down that road."

"In the meantime, watch my face as Mark gives me a real fucking."

I couldn't beleive my wife was a willing partner in this perversion. She seemed to delight not only in that cock, but also in my ***********. I lay there, unable to move, ****** to watch the expressions on my wife's face. Expressions of bliss, of sheer pleasure, as Mark rode her hard. She was now sufficiently stretched to take his girth at full *****. The whole bed shook obscenely, and my body bounced up and down, like a cork on water, pushing that strap-on in and out of my ass.

Sophie moaned and screamed next to me, spittle dribbling from her mouth, as she rode through orgasm after orgasm. It went on and on. Finally, David grunted and shot his load deep into my wife's pussy.

"Come and get your dinner, honey."

David picked up my wife and placed her over my face. Hot jism poured out of her gaping pussy, splashing all over my face. Chantal shove another inch of plastic cock into my ass, and I groaned loudly. This gave my wife the opportunity to ***** that jism down my throat.

"Hungry, honey? Mark has cum in my pussy three times today. Not a single drop has seeped out. I've kept it nice and warm inside. Just waiting for you."

She ground her cunt into my face, pushing the last globules of thick cum out of her pussy. Thick cum was spread everywhere. She lifted herself up, and looked down at me.

"You're going to ***** every last drop of that cum. I've worked hard to make your dinner."

She called David over, grabbed his thick cock and used it to scoop up the jism spread across my face. She ****** me to lick and suck every drop of cum from his cock, until it was totally clean. Then she started again, mopping up more cum from my face.

Chantal in the meantime, pushed that huge dildo further into my ass. I gasped as my muscles clenched down on the intrusion. I so wanted to push it out, but Chantal remained there, firmly keeping this plastic monster buried in my ass.

She began to fuck me with long, slow movements. I felt the thick dildo sliding in and out of my depths. The nerve endings of my virgin ass were alive with sensations never before experienced. A moan escaped from my lips. My breathing ragged, in rhythm to her thrusts. The *********** wass total.

David's cock stiffened, and my gentle Sophie used it to slap my face. Chantal picks up her pace, enjoying this reversal of roles.

"So you see, Sophie my darling, it is possible to take a big cock up the ass. If this virgin can do it, then for you, it'll be a breeze. And then, well, the door is open to many new experiences."

Sophie looked up.

"You've proved nothing. That dildo isn't half the size of David's cock."

Chantal, grinding her dildo deep into my ass, purred "well, what can we do to convince you? Your not asking what I think you are, dear? That cock of David's has perverted your quicker than I expected!"

I cried out in protest. Chantal, an evil glint in her eye, reached into her toy bag, and brought out a monstrous strap-on dildo.

"This is the same size as David. Believe me, I've measured it."

She withdrew from my battered ass, and fixed this new monster onto her harness. They flipped me back over onto my knees, my face buried in the mattress, once again. My dear wife placed a blind fold over my eyes. Behind me, I heard movement.

I hear Chantal. "Well, Lee, you are about to be truly fucked for the first time tonight."

Sophie kisses me gently and whispers in my ear.

"But.. and this is an important but, you'll never know who did fuck you. Was it Chantal, with her toy? Or was it David with his cock? Either way, you're going to be fucked senseless, until your little cock spurts its cum. You'll finish by enjoying this."

With those haunting words, a monstrous cock head pushed insistently against my dilated hole, and slowly but surely opened me up.

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Dominating Mrs. Diaz


Rachel Diaz was your typical upper-class snob. Her husband was a high-powered investment banker and as a result, Rachel lived a glamorous life-style. She had it all: huge house, fancy Lexus, big pool and expensive clothes. Despite Rachel's perfect life, she was a rude, obnoxious bitch who did not like anyone or anything. Another reason for the Latina's attitude was her stunning beauty and good looks; Rachel was 45 years old but she did not look a day over 30. She had light brown hair with blonde highlights and a body that would not stop. Her perfect olive skin, plump ass and huge chest, a 36D cup to be exact, drove men wild. Rachel's only blemishes were a slight belly and droopy breasts with humongous aereolas, which were the result of having 4 ********.

Most of Rachel's neighbors despised her because of her attitude. One of those neighbors, Lisa Sanchez, had several arguments and disagreements with her over the years and dreamed of the day when someone put Rachel in her place. That day was to arrive sooner rather than later.

Rachel's husband had just left for a business trip so she was alone with her two youngest ********; the oldest *****, Kelly, was away at college. Rachel's two ********, Max and Maria, were just like their ******* arrogant and nasty. Max was 18 years old and had inherited his ******** dashing good looks. Max was notorious for picking on other ******** at school and giving his teachers a hard time. Maria, if it was possible, was even a bigger bitch than her mom. Maria was only 19 years old but she was extremely well-developed for her age; in fact, the young Latina had a 34D cup already and turned on both young and old men when she walked by.

The day began normally enough for Rachel and her two kids. She was preparing to take them to school but as she pulled out of her driveway, her brand new Lexus smacked into something. Rachel responded in her usual way, "What the hell was that! Some moron probably left a bike in the middle of the street." Rachel was right; she had just ran over Jose's bike. Jose was Lisa Sanchez' youngest ***** and was constantly picked on by Max and Maria.

Upon hearing the noise, Lisa ran out to see what happened. She was infuriated, "Rachel! What's wrong with you? Didn't you see his bike there? You're going to pay for that!"

Rachel never backed down from anyone and was in no mood for Lisa, "Don't take an attitude with me, bitch. Your stupid kid left his bike in the middle of the street, it's his fault, not mine." Rachel got back in her car and sped off to get her kids to school on time. Lisa was stunned but more importantly, she was pissed off. She had taken Rachel's **** for the last time and now she wanted revenge.

Before I continue with the story, let me describe Lisa Sanchez. She was 33 years old and very attractive. She worked out regularly and was in good shape; she had a nice firm ass, wash-board stomach and a great set of tits. Her cup size was a 36C but she had large, dark brown nipples that drove her husband wild.

Lisa spent the rest of the day stewing in her own juices. As soon as Rachel got home she was going to teach her a lesson she would never forget. Lisa knew she could physically dominate the older woman because she was in far better shape. She also had no doubt she could handle Maria or Max. The more Lisa thought about it, the more she wanted to humiliate the entire family.

Rachel returned home in the early evening. She had spent a usual day of shopping and picked up her ******** at school. As soon as Lisa spotted the Lexus, she took action. She walked over to Rachel's house, hiding a switchblade in her pocket. Lisa angrily knocked on the door and Rachel answered, "What the hell do you want, Lisa? I told you, I don't give a damn about your son's bike."

Rachel's words lit a fire under Lisa and filled her with a rage like never before. Lisa could not take anymore, "You fucking fat whore!" With those words, Lisa slapped Rachel hard across the face, stunning the older beauty. Rachel tried to retaliate but Lisa grabbed her wrists and wrestled her to the ground. Rachel was screaming loudly, she knew Lisa could kick her ass. As soon as the fight began, Max and Maria ran downstairs to help their ****** but Lisa was ready for them.

Upon seeing the two teens, Lisa took the switchblade from her pocket and threatened them, "Listen you punks, unless you want me to stab you bitch ******, you will do what I say." Lisa had no intention of stabbing anyone, she simply wanted to scare the family and it worked. Max and Maria were scared stiff.

Rachel was on the ground and stunned; she was helpless against the younger, stronger Latina. Lisa grabbed Rachel up by her hair, "You will do what I say, do you understand me! If you do, no one gets hurt."

Rachel was openly sobbing, pleading with Lisa not to hurt her. Rachel was used to being in control and intimidating people and now here she was, being humiliated in front of her ********, "Ok, ok, just don't hurt my kids, please!"

Lisa led Rachel and her two ******** into the kitchen, "Ya see Rachel, I am going to teach you and your two brats about respect. When I'm done with you, you will not think you're so high and mighty. If you guys do as I say, I will not hurt you. If not, I will cut all of you. Now, I want Maria to bring me a camcorder and do it quickly." Maria thought it was a strange request but she was too frightened to ask questions, she ran off and returned with the Camcorder.

Lisa's plan was working perfectly, "Now, all of you, take off your clothes, if you don't, I'll be awfully angry." Rachel wanted to resist but she saw the hatred in Lisa's eyes and feared for her ********'s safety. She stood up and began to undress. She took off her tight-fitting sweatpaints; she was wearing a white, lacy thong which rode all the way up her large ass, covered in cellulite. Her belly was covered in stretch marks. Next, she took off her shirt to reveal a white bra which barely contained her fat, heaving tits. Tears began to run down her beautiful face; never before had her ******** seen her like this. Lisa motioned to Max who took off his shorts and tank top; Max blushed as he stood in his underwear. Next, it was Maria's turn. The young girl slid off her tight spandex shorts. Unlike her mom, Maria's ass was in perfect shape, you could bounce a quarter off it. Maria then slid off her skimpy shirt to reveal an unreal set of tits. She was wearing a black bra with her heavy hangers getting ready to spill from their cups. Lisa could not believe how busty she was; even Max stared at his sister's perfect body.

Lisa turned the camcorder on and began to record the family, standing in their underwear. Rachel demanded that she stopped, "Listen you sick bitch, knock it off right now." Rachel was determined to save her family, she lunged at Lisa and tried to catch her with a punch to the face. Lisa was far too nimble and athletic for Rachel; she quickly dodged Rachel and grabbed her by the hair. Lisa flung Rachel to the ground and began to rip at her bra; Rachel tried to fight back but it was no use, Lisa tore her bra right off revealing her cow udders. Rachel's tits dropped all the way to her naval and her aereolas were several inches wide. She screamed and pleaded with Lisa but it was no use. Lisa then began to pull on her thong and after several moments managed to pull it from Rachel's massive ass. The snobby bitch was now completely naked. Max and Maria looked on in absolute awe; they could not believe the way their ****** was being dominated. Max was also in awe of his mom's tits; they were the biggest things he had ever seen. He was also in awe of her pussy which was covered in pubic hair. Rachel had not shaved her pubic region in years, she always wanted to but her husband loved the way it felt against his dick.

Lisa straddled Rachel's waist and sat on her, ******* her to remain on the ground, "I want you two to strip now. If you don't, I'll beat the **** out of your mom!" Max and Maria knew Lisa was not joking. Max slid off his underwear to reveal a rather large penis covered lightly in pubic hair. Lisa didn't think Max's would be so big. Maria was blushing, she didn't want to get naked in front of Max but she had no choice. She took off her thong; her vagina was covered in a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair. When she took off her bra, Max nearly fainted; Maria's tits were perfect. They were huge, round orbs without any sag and the nipples were already becoming erect. Max knew it was wrong but he dreamed of sucking on his sister's massive titties.

Lisa dragged Rachel by the hair over to a kitchen chair and used her own underwear and bra to tie her hands and legs. Rachel was helpless. Her large tits hung down to her naval and her hairy pussy was exposed; she wanted to die. Lisa was recording the whole scene which added to Rachel's ***********.

Lisa dragged both Max and Maria over to their ******, "Now, I want you to suck on those titties or else!" Rachel struggled against her bonds and screamed with her all might but after a couple of hard smacks across the face, the hot Latina simply sobbed and hung her head in shame. Neither Maria nor Max were virgins but they were revolted by the thought of touching their mom's boobs. They both wanted to die but they had no choice; they lowered their mouths to their ******** tits and began to suck on the huge nipples.

Max could not believe how busty his mom. After a few moments, Max's penis was becoming erect. Max knew it was wrong but he was overcome with lust. He began to tongue his mom's aereola and suck on her fat nipple like he was a baby breastfeeding. Low moans began to escape from his mouth as he was becoming more and more turned on. Within minutes, the his penis was fully erect. Lisa simply laughed to herself and taped the ****** show.

Meanwhile, Maria was struggling to wrap her mouth around her mommy's massive tit. She circled her tongue arond the dark brown aereola and sucked on the nipple. She couldn't believe she was doing this but what was worse, she couldn't believe that she was actually enjoying it. Her mom's tit smelled wonderful, just like the perfume she wore; Maria was becoming more and more caught up in her mom's breast. She did not realize it but her pubic hair was becoming covered in juices. Lisa noticed how the young girl was getting off on this.

Poor Rachel was trying with all her might to resist the urges building in her body. She knew this was the most hideous thing she could be ****** to do but her ******** were driving her wild. Her nipples were now rock solid and she found herself thrusting her tits outward, trying to get them deeper into her ********'s mouths. Her hairy pussy was now coated in her juices which were freely flowing from her pussy. As her *** and ******** sucked on her nipples, Rachel lost all control, "Ah, ah, ah, yeah, yeah, oh, ahhhh." Rachel's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she licked her lips. Her juices now exploded out of her pussy and she thrust her chest all the way out.

Lisa had broken this snobby, rich bitch and she loved it, "Well, well, well, looks like the fucking bitch enjoys ******! HAHAHAHA!" The best part of this was Lisa had recorded Rachel's orgasm at the hand of her ********.

Lisa's plan was just beginning, "Ok, that's enough! Maria, get down on your knees and lick your momma's crotch. Max, you keep sucking on those fat tits." The thought of Rachel being eaten out by her own ******** drove Lisa wild; in fact, Lisa noticed her own nipples were now rock hard and her crotch was quite wet. Rachel pleaded with Lisa to stop but she knew it was no use. There was even a part of Rachel that needed her ******** to eat her pussy; Rachel needed release, she was ready to explode.

Maria never performed oral sex on a girl before and was grossed out by her mom's pubic hair which ran all the way down her thighs and up to her naval. Maria felt ashamed of herself but she was attracted to her mom. Rachel's heaving tits, her pussy, her ass, they all turned Maria on. She lowered her head to her mom's cunt and slowly began to lick her pussy. Rachel's body jerked as soon as her ********'s tongue touched her, "Oh, oh my, ahh." Maria noticed her mom was becoming aroused and this made her thrash her head around quicker and harder. After several minutes, she was eating her mom's pussy like a pro.

Poor Rachel was losing all control. Her ***, Max, was still sucking on her fat titties; her nipples were now hard as rocks and Max's penis was still fully erect. But to make it worse, Maria was eating her mom's pussy like a wild woman and Rachel's body was losing all control. Rachel began to thrust her wide hips up to meet her ********'s mouth; Rachel's bulging belly was slamming into her ********'s face. The Latina's big, saggy tits were slapping against her stomach as she literally began to fuck her ********'s face. Lisa was taping the family's orgy and cheered them on, "Yeah Rachel, take it, you slut bitch! Fuck that girl's face!"

Lisa's rants only seemed to make Maria even hornier as she bit down hard on her mom's clit. This pushed Rachel over the edge; she lifted her entire ass off the chair and slammed her belly hard into Maria's face. Rachel's pussy exploded, shooting her juices all over Maria's face, "Ohhhh, ugggghhhhh. Oh my god!" It was the most powerful orgasm Rachel ever had.

Lisa had unbuttoned her pants and began to finger her pussy; watching Rachel dominated like this drove her wild but she had to continue with her plan. Max was now ****** in between his ******** legs while Maria returned to licking Rachel's saggy tits. Max had eaten pussy before and he worked his mom over like a regular pro; it wasn't look before Rachel was fucking her ***'s face with her fat belly and hairy pussy. Within minutes, Rachel had another orgasm at the hands of her ********.

Lisa was now completely nude. Her pussy was on fire, she needed release, "Max, baby, come over here and make me cum." Lisa rested her hips against the table and spread her legs wide. Her cunt was cleanly shaved and was ready to explode. Max lowered his head to the woman's cunt and began to lick and suck on her twat. Max could not believe how good this felt; the smell of the woman's pussy drove him wild. It did not take long for Lisa to cum on the young man's face. She bucked her hips wildly against his face and covered him with her juices, "Oh baby, that's it, make me cum, make me cum!"

Watching her *** please Lisa made Rachel even more humiliated and the fact only drove Lisa more wild. Lisa finally untied Rachel from the chair, "You're not done yet, whore. Get on the floor." There was little resistance from Rachel, she was physically and mentally beaten. Lisa turned to Max, "Ok baby, you look like you need a good fuck, go for it!"

Rachel tried to get up but Lisa grabbed her arms and pinned them over her head. Rachel was terrified of her *** getting her pregnant, "Please Max! Don't do this, it's wrong. Please!" Her pleading did no good; Max seemed to be in his own world, his cock was rock hard and he needed release. Max slid his cock into his mom's hairy twat. Rachel could not believe how big her *** was nor could she believe how he filled her pussy. Max quickly began to thrust his cock in and out of his ******** twat. Rachel's body was once again betraying her; her eyes were rolling to the back of her head. After several seconds of her *** fucking her, Rachel started to raise her fat ass off the ground and thrust her hips to meet his cock. Lisa taunted the bitchy woman as she reached another orgasm. Rachel called out in pleasure, "Ah, ugh, ugh, ugh, ah, ohhhhhhhh!" Rachel's fat tits slammed up against her fat belly as her *** shot load after load of his seed into her hairy twat.

Maria could not believe the way her mom's body drove her wild. She eagerly fingered her little cunt as she watched her brother unmercifully fuck her ******. Lisa was still not done with Rachel, "Ok Max, get off momma and get on the floor. Your fat bitch mom is gonna ride that big dick! Maria, get over her baby, I want you to sit on Max's face!"

Rachel could not believe that her ***'s penis was still hard; it looked as if he could fuck her all night. Rachel did not try to resist, she knew Lisa controlled her. The busty Latina grabbed on to her ***'s shoulders to balance herself and lowered her wide hips and cellulite filled ass onto his penis. Rachel's eyes glazed over and her breathing picked up as Max filled her pussy. Upon Lisa's commands, Rachel began to grind her hips on her ***. You could hear his dick sloshing around in her moist cunt. Rachel began to ride her *** harder and faster. Her fat belly slammed against his stomach and her tits swayed back and her forth; her nipples were once again rock hard.

Meanwhile, Maria straddled her brother's face and began to rub her clit against his mouth. Maria could not believe how good it felt to have her brother tongue her cunt. She began to thrust her hips harder against his face and pretty soon, she lost all control. Maria's eyes rolled all the way to the back of her head as her juices flowed from her tight, little cunt. Maria had the most powerful orgasm she ever had, her body began to shake as she called out, "OHHHHH! Ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhh!"

Rachel looked on with lust as her ********'s tits bounced on her chest. Rachel finished riding her ***'s cock and gently lifted her ******** off Max's face. Rachel's eyes were filled with lust and passion. She looked at her ******** and began to passionately kiss her. Lisa stared on in amazement, recording everything on the camcorder. Rachel lowered her head to her ********'s magnificent tits and began to eagerly lick and play with her nipples. Within seconds, Maria's nipples were erect and she grabbed her ******** head closer to her tits. The young girl's pussy became moist as she lost control of her body. Maria was filled with passion, "Oh Mommy! Oh my god, Mommy!"

Rachel was too horny to stop. She left her ********'s massive tits and licked her stomach and then lowered her head to Maria's twat. Rachel had never eaten pussy but she needed to taste her ********. The once proud woman began to dart her tongue in and out of Maria's twat. Maria was no match for her mom; her juices literally exploded from her twat and on her mom's face. Maria's knees buckled as she collapsed to the floor and yelled out from the intense orgasm, "Oh ****, oh yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

Lisa could not believe how she ruined Rachel and her family! She even had the tape to prove it but she wasn't quite done. Max had once again become fully erect after watching his mom eat out Maria. Lisa decided to help him out. She straddled his erect penis and lowered her pussy on him. Lisa needed release and she knew Max's penis would make her cum. She began to thrust her hips and tight ass against his cock. She stared at Rachel and licked her lips, taunting the woman with her words, "Oh yeah Max. That's it baby. Make me cum, fill me with that penis!" She began to fuck him quite hard and reached an orgasm within seconds. Max once again filled a pussy with his seed as Lisa called out in pleasure.

Lisa had two more tricks up her sleeve. She was pretty confident Max had one good fuck left in him and she knew Maria needed some cock, "Ok kids! How about Max fucks his big tittied sister!" Rachel was determined to stop this, she didn't want Maria getting pregnant. She once again lunged at Lisa and once again was stopped. Lisa caught the older woman with a punch to her fat belly, sending Rachel to the floor.

Lisa still wanted to torment the bitch. She grabbed Rachel's hair and ****** her face to her cunt, "Ok slut! Eat me!" Lisa slammed her pussy to Rachel's mouth and began to grind her ass against her face. The control that Lisa had over Rachel turned her on; it drove her wild. Only after a few seconds, Lisa's pussy juice was covering Rachel's face. Rachel hated to admit it but being physically humiliated by this younger woman turned her on; her nipples were rock solid and her pussy was once again moist as she was ****** to lick Lisa's pussy, which was filled with Max's semen.