les histoires de chrislebo

She reached out for his cock, seeing that it was considerably bigger than Ray's and began to lick the piss slit first.

"Nice style," Alan said, and Ray grinned and watched, as Beth began to suck the other man's prick.

Beth reached out then and grabbed Alan by the back of his thighs, and began to dance her head upon his prick, bobbing it back and forth, up and down, and tightening her lips about the cock meat each time her head moved, so as to increase the pressure on the prick and give him as good a blow job as she could manage.

"Nice cock sucking, Beth," he said in a strained voice.

"Damn nice," Ray said, watching.

"Thwank woo, swor!" she said, her words being muffled and distorted by the cock that was moving in and out of her mouth fairly rapidly now.

Alan began to move his hips and grabbed Beth's head, in order to keep it steady and allow him to, in essence, fuck her mouth.

She kept her mouth opened wide to receive him, as he constantly plunged into and out of her mouth.

"Just the way a bitch should be,"Alan said, exulting.

"On her knees, naked, serving her master; just the way! Don't you think so, Beth?"

She shook her head 'yes' to this and both Alan and Ray barked laughs at the way that they'd subdued this woman, whose mouth they were using.

Alan began to groan and Beth wrapped her arms around him to steady herself, grabbing hand fulls of his ass cheeks, as he finished his thrusting and began to cum in her mouth. He held her in position as he unloaded his cum into her mouth and she received it.

She had spit on her chin that was dripping down onto her tits. When Alan was finished getting his rocks off in her mouth, he gave her his handkerchief to wipe her face with.

"Thank you, sir," she said genuinely grateful.

Then Ray broke in and changed everything.

"I want to fuck her!"

Beth's reaction, fueled by the outrage of knowing that she'd been lied to, was extreme. She was suddenly on her feet and running toward the ruins of the abandoned house. She had no idea where she was going she was just getting away.

Alan and Ray looked at her running.

"Fantastic sight," Alan said.

And she was; her ass cheeks wiggling with the motion of running. Her large tits bouncing and swaying back and forth.

The two men watched for just a little bit and then they were after her, switches in hand.

"Game time, Bethie?" Alan said as he came up to her, running easily.

"Eeeeeek!" she squealed, as she realized that she was about to be caught.

"Gotcha!" Ray said, lashing out suddenly with the switch and putting an ugly red mark on Beth's ass cheek.

It brought her to a halt quickly.

"No, no, no, no!" she wailed, "Don't hit, I'm sorry, sorry! Fuck me! Don't please hit!"

"More like it, bitch," Ray said.

Then Alan said to Ray:

"Get the blanket out of the car; we're going to set her up over that box over there and fuck her both at the same time; then after a while, we'll just switch places."

"Cool!" Ray laughed and loped off to get the blanket.

"Shouldn't have run, Beth bitch!" Alan said.

"Sorry, so sorry," Beth mewled to him and to herself, hoping that he wouldn't start to hit her again.

Then Ray was back with the blanket; they made Beth crawl over to where the box was, a large wooden one on its side, and they placed the blanket over the box.

"Beth, Beth," Alan said, "You knew all the while that you were going to get fucked now didn't you?"

"Yes, sir, I guess that I did!" she said quietly.

"Okay, over the box; time to fuck our Beth!" Alan said.

Beth gave them a look and made one last try at extracting herself, even though she knew it was futile:

"Please, do we have to do this? I blew both of you; it's what you said you wanted. Please don't do this. Please."

"Turn her, Ray," Alan said.

Then to Beth, now bent over at the waist and being held there by Ray at her head, Alan said:

"We've had enough whining and lack of cooperation here; I'm going to show you, let you feel the alternative. I'll give you one to think about but know this that if you don't straighten your attitude and become pretty cooperative very soon, it'll be the first of 25 on he ass!"

Once he'd said that he lashed out with the switch that he'd picked up and hit Beth on her naked ass, causing an immediate red welt.

Beth, though held in place by Ray, shrieked and jumped from the ***** of the blow. She began to speak almost to babble immediately:

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! My mouth keeps getting me in trouble; sorry, sorry! No . . .no, no need to hit me any more. I'm going to do what I'm told; that's what I'm going to do, just what you tell me, that's what!"

"About time," Alan said, "Let's test this new resolve of yours, Bethie; see that wall over there?" It was about 25 feet away.

"Yes, sir," she said quickly.

"We want to see you run over to that wall and back; you are gorgeous, when you run with your ass in motion and your tits bouncing. But if you decide that this is the time to make a break for it, we'll catch you and it'll be 25 like that last one on each cheek and 25 across your nipples. Clear?"

"Totally, sir!" she said. "Run?"

"Now!" Alan shouted at her and she set off immediately.

The view was again one of the most sensual and provocative imaginable; her tits were moving and swaying with her effort to run; her ass cheeks were rumbling with the effort. Both going there and the way back, Beth was the picture of erotic beauty, as she ran.

She returned a little out of breath and was smiling at them.

"Now one last little thing, our Beth," Alan said and she paid quick attention to him.

"We want a little speech about how glad you are that we're going to fuck you and why we should. Make it nice; make it polite and ask us."

"Yes, sir," she said, "I can certainly do that." She went to her knees, her fear overwhelming every other consideration and spoke to them with a ****** smile:

"Mr Alan, Mr Ray, Maggie my dog and I were only out for a little walk today; we like to take our walks down here on Ford Road; Maggie especially likes it. And meeting you two handsome gentlemen only makes the day more special. I can't remember ever being treated quite this way and it's opening totally new experiences for me. I want to thank you for the invitation to practice my cock sucking technique and I hope that you were pleased. I'm even more pleased by the prospect now of getting fucked myself. My pussy is wet and ready and I hope that I've been good enough to both of you to be entitled now to a little pleasure myself. Please, sirs, will you take this into account and fuck this poor girl? Please?"

They were both laughing, when she finished. She settled back on her haunches, still smiling because the only other alternative was simply to cry and cry.

"Over the box, Beth; you get your wish!" Alan said.

"Ray, start in her pussy and I'll get a little more mouth from her; then after a bit we'll switch."

"Cool!" Ray said, and got ready to move up behind her.

Without a further reply, Beth gave in totally and finally and stretched herself over the blanket covered box. Her hands were on the ground to hold herself up a bit. Her ass and pussy were in the air and ready.

She also realized that she was wet and hated that; she hated the fact that her damn horny pussy was betraying her by being wet and eager for the fucking that was coming. It brought tears to her eyes, as she looked up and saw Alan smiling down on her.

He had his zipper open again and his large cock out and ready for her. She compliantly opened her mouth to receive him, and he slid with obvious relish past her lips and into the cavern of her mouth.

As she was receiving Alan into her mouth, she felt Ray's prick, smaller than Alan's poking around and finally into her pussy from behind.

"Oooouuuuuffff!" she grunted around the cock in her mouth, as Ray pushed into her.

"Cunt is wet!" Ray said with exultation, "Fucking totally wet!"

"Like this do we, Bethie?" Alan whispered to her.

She looked at him and shook her head 'no' for a few seconds and then thought better of that and made the 'no' a 'yes' nod, and he smiled down at her, caressing the side of her face with his hand, as he slowly moved his cock in and out of her wet mouth.

Both men were huffing and puffing with vigor by this time.

"Ray, switch!" Alan said, and both of them moved.

Beth actually mewled in disagreement, as the cock was taken out of her pussy but then came a sigh of pretty much contentment, as Alan's bigger cock was pushed inside of Beth, filling her nicely.

She gave her contented sigh and opened her mouth in the process in order to receive Ray's slimy cock, redolent with her own smells, juices and secretions. She actually smacked her lips at that.

"Suck it, bitch!" Ray said to her.

A nod was all that she could muster, since speaking was not possible.

Soon enough she knew that she was going to shame herself. She was getting wetter and wetter, spit was dripping out of her mouth and around Ray's cock, and she could feel herself building to a nice sized climax, as a reaction to Alan's fucking, which was so much better and more filling than Ray's had been.

Finally, she tumbled into an orgasm that was shattering. She shook and made mumbling and growling noises around Ray's cock, which began to spurt into her mouth just then. She clamped her vaginal muscles around the girth of Alan's cock and milked him to a climax.

"Cunt knows how to fuck!" Alan said.

"And suck!" Ray said next.

They all calmed down for a bit the, a number of minutes. Beth moved and was kneeling in the grass by the box that she'd been lounging over, and the two men were simply smiling.

"Done?" Beth asked in a weary voice. "Can Maggie and I please go home? Please? I've done everything that you've wanted. Please."

"One more little detail," Ray said.

She looked up at the two of them and noticed that both men were smiling again. She dreaded that.

"Clean my cock, bitch!" Ray said, pushing his limp dick in her face.

She took the cock into her mouth to clean and it gave a quick and resounding "Eeeeeeeeep!", when Ray started to piss in her mouth!

He grabbed her head and ****** her to stay in place, not allowing her to move her head away. She was caught there and knew that it would start to come out her nose and all if she didn't begin to swallow. She did and kept up with it as well as she could.

She also held Ray's prick in her mouth, after he was done pissing and cleaned it, licking the piss slit as a last measure.

"Now me!" Alan said, waving his soft cock at her.

She crawled to where he was waiting for her and took his cock in her mouth, knowing what to expect now, and getting it.

This time she was ready and took the bitter liquid into her mouth and down her throat right away.

When Alan stopped pissing, he said to her:

"You need to go have a bath, girl, you stink!"

She reacted as though being hit, and in a soft very weary voice asked:

"May I please? Will you please let Maggie and me go home now?"

"Yes, Bethie," Alan said. "But we might be back on the road some day, when your big bad husband is away. And also, we're keeping your clothes!"

"Nooooooo!" she wailed at this final indignity. "Please!"

"It's the clothes or we stay for a while and maybe have another round of hide the salami with Bethie!" Alan said, grinning at her.

"Take them!" she said wearily, "Give me back Maggie and let me go home."

They did. They let the large dog out of the car and got into it, as soon as Maggie ran over to where Beth was and began to sniff and lick at her. The car turned around then and headed back up Ford Road.

Beth looked around and began her trek back to the path, now totally naked.

"I can't believe that I'm enjoying walking this road naked," she said to herself, as she got to the path up to her house.

She found herself hoping that those two clowns didn't know where the path to her house was, as she struggled up the path to the summer farm house that was there.

EPILOGUE:

Beth finally heard the car arrive, and hurried to the kitchen to greet her husband. She was standing in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen, when he entered.

He smiled at her, as he entered. In his hands he had the clothes that had been taken from her on the incident on the road.

"Brought your clothes back," he said softly.

"Well, my favorite ****** is back!" she said, lounging in the doorway with her hands up in the air, which lifted her tits up and pushed them out toward him.

"We parked at the end of the road and made sure that you got to the path and up the path okay," he said.

"Thank you for that; I was sure that you'd do it," she answered.

He had a look of concern on his face."Are you okay?" he asked.

"Never better," was her reply. "Did you enjoy that?"

"My god, yes," was his reply to that quickly.

"Did Ray?" she asked quietly?

"He was out of his mind with joy," he said.

Then he turned serious and said:

"Beth, love, this was the nicest thing that I can imagine. I mean with him going away and all."

"When exactly does he go?" she asked.

"He leaves tomorrow, and his outfit is off to Afghanistan this week," was the reply. "But he's going on happy marine. And I can hardly tell you how pleased I am."

She hugged him in reply.

"And I know that this doesn't mean that we're going to begin to do all sorts of sex sharing, honey," he said next.

"Thank you," she said, "I don't want to, never want to be with Ray or anyone else alone."

"I know that already!" he said with a bit of edge and smiled a satisfied smile as he said: "Tonight at 5:45 PM you get a bare assed spanking for not trusting that I know that."

"Yes, sir!" a faint smile on her face, matching the same kind of smile on his.

"Alan, my love," she said, "Remember what I said, when I told you that in addition to you being my very best friend, and husband, I wanted you to be my master; I wanted to be your sex slave. I meant that, every word."

He kissed her then.

She giggled, through the kiss and asked:

"Which of you pervs decided on the mouth pissing?"

"That would be Ray," Alan said. "I thought that it would ruin the scene; you were fantastic."

She was kneeling then and she hauled his cock out of his pants.

"Have to go, Master?" she asked with a wicked grin on her face. "We aim to please."

"Right now I aim to piss all over your pretty face," he quipped.

"Oops!" she said, "I can fix that." And clamped her mouth tightly over his cock and waited. She didn't have to wait long.

The End.

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Using Beth

Beth Swinton was the assistant director of the large data office of a metropolitan hospital. She was good at her job, and liked it but she longed for more human contact, since her world was a data world mainly. She was the one to lock up every evening and it always afforded her an hour or so of peace and quiet, once the rest of the crew was gone. The office was spacious and Beth had her own office. There was a common room for the team and a conference room. It had a kitchen off of it. The facilities were comfortable. Beth was in her early 40's; she was still pretty and physically attractive. She wasn't one to dress in any sexy manner and made sure that her conservative clothes hid her 36c sized breasts. She also had a pretty, well formed ass but it too was well hidden in conservative clothes.

The word went around one day that the hospital was encouraging departments to take on the task of tutoring local students. The hospital was situated in a mixed neighborhood with a large population of African Americans. Beth felt that this was precisely her opportunity to reach out just a little bit. That's how James came into her life. He was a young man and was struggling with educational as well as life issues. James was very quick to understand people. It was one of his strengths. It was a fact of the relationship that they built together, once Beth began to tutor him, that James was aware of Beth's secret submissive nature long before that became an issue between them. He even bragged to his friends, who adopted a 'put up or shut up' attitude.

The tutoring sessions went fine; they were initially once a week. Beth found James easy going but not quick to apply his natural born abilities to the lessons that they were working on. She coaxed him on, and he was fairly quick to indicate that he'd do the studying, the work for her because he liked her. Beth accepted that on face value and felt it was fine until better motivation for him came along.

The 'accident' that started the two of them down a path that Beth certainly never foresaw but James kind of did, occurred as they were struggling with some math items toward the end of one of their sessions. In what appeared to be an accidental move, as they sat next to one another at a table working on the math, the two of them moved at the same time, and in the process James' hand came in contact with Beth's right breast. Beth got red and James just laughed. They had adopted a kind of bantering relationship with one another. Beth never felt it was necessary to keep it formally to tutor and pupil. "What's so funny? It's only a breast." Beth said, although she was smiling.

"Funny? I guess not," said James. "That was the softest thing that I think I've ever felt, and it's a tit; it's not a breast. Are you high class or something?" Beth decided to play it cool, although she realized that just the accidental touch was causing her to heat up.

She struggled to make sure that it didn't show. "No, I'm not 'high class or something,' Mr," she said. She really liked the feeling of that fleeting touch. James grinned at Beth and reaching out, touched the side of her breast again. "Ohhhh!" she spluttered this time. "Stop that!" James was grinning and saw that Beth was smiling too. He was sure of himself now.

"Stop what?" James grinned at her.

"Stop touching my . . ."

"Your what?" he shot back at her.

She sighed: "My tit! Stop touching my tit."

"I bet you even liked it!" he crowed at her. It took her back that he was almost inside of her head realizing that she did like it.

"No . . .I . . .uh . . .I . . ."

He laughed again. "Don't get so upset, Ms. Virtuous."

"Then stop touching my tit!" She said, blushing at her use of the word. It made James laugh again.

"Get to work," she said fairly quietly.

"I will get to work and work hard on one condition."

"And that is?" Beth countered, looking suspicious.

"You let me touch your tit one more time; no accident, just a real touch."

She hesitated. He took the hesitation as a positive sign. "Oh . . .I . . .uh . . .okay, but only once!"

James grinned and reaching out his hand placed it on the front of her right tit. Beth sighed now. "Hey, Ms. Swinton, your nipple is getting hard! " he was crowing again.

"Enough," she said with a kind of severity. James, knowing full well his plan, backed off, and he did apply himself to the work they were doing. He certainly could if he chose to. Beth was really pleased with their progress. She complimented him on the work he'd done.

In return he gave her a shy smile, he was good at that, and said sincerely: "And you're pretty."

"Oh, stop it and go," she said with mock exasperation.

He went to the door, and smiled back at her saying: "See you next week."

"Out you!" she said. He left laughing. When he was gone, she simply sat at her desk until she calmed down. She struggled with what happened, and was lost in a kind of a maze between being rational about and just letting it go, and acknowledging the truth of it, which was that she really liked the touch. She also liked, she admitted to herself, his attitude in ******* the last touch of her 'tit'. She said the word and shivered.

The next week, when James came, they settled down to the math again. She wanted to review his progress. First, however, he simply reached out and put his hand on her right tit. She stopped and got red in the face. She didn't tell him not to; she didn't tell him to stop. She just sat there. He was grinning at her.

She got the mock severity in her voice and said: "Are you quite finished playing around, mister?"

Grinning he said: "Yes, for now, but nice tits, Ms. Swinton."

"Oh, stop it!' she said to him. "We're here to work," and then looking at him she said: "At least some of us are."

"Okay, Ms. Swinton," he said, "But if I work hard on this math stuff, then I get to feel them, both of them again." It was kind of a watershed moment. He hadn't asked her this time; he'd simply told her what he was going to do, and she accepted it. She realized later that her rational self had been simply overruled by the submissive who liked to be told those kind of things that you must obey. They also established what James thought was an important principle: namely that once they established a certain level of touching, they never went back to an early form of relating. He was arranging to consolidate his gains with this middle aged white woman. And it looked like it was working. He applied himself to the math lesson. She was impressed.

When they came to the end of it, she said with some admiration: "You did very well with that."

"Thank you, Ms. Swinton," he said, and then grinning at her, he reached out and put a hand on each of her tits.

"Ohhh," she wailed. "Don't!"

"Don't tell me, 'don't," he said curtly, "We have a deal and you've got to keep your end of it."

"A deal?" she whispered, as he bounced her tits up and down in his hands a little.

"A deal," he continued, while he was now squeezing her nipples ever so slightly. And he stopped there. It left her panting a bit and kind of hanging there, wishing that he hadn't stopped.

She kind of shook herself and said to him: "Good work, James, I'm proud of you. Next week we need to look at some grammar rules."

"Ugh!" James said. "You'll have to do something special to make that interesting!" he said as a kind of challenge.

"And that would be, Mr. I'm In Charge?" she said mocking him.

By then he was at the door, and she felt a sudden let down. She thought that he was going to . . . Just then he turned and told her: "Next week, after work, take off your bra; I want to see your tits push against your blouse." It wasn't a request; he was telling her, and then he was gone. She was breathless. She knew that the work that they were doing was really paying off for him. She was just so lost in this new realm of being told what to do, and complying as if she had no choice. A small voice in her head said: "You don't have a choice!" Beth shivered.

The week went quickly. She thought about it all the time. She was surprised that she wasn't having that much of a debate about whether she should be doing this or not. She thought to herself with a bit of humor: "That train has already left!" This was no longer right or wrong for her, if it ever was; this was being in the middle of a game and not knowing what the rules would be the next time that they played. The day of the tutoring session was, seemingly, a long one. But finally they all left and the office was hers. She wore a skirt, whose hem she'd actually taken up a few inches, telling herself that she wanted to be in style. She also had a pair of 4" heels with her, which she changed into, after the crew was gone. And she wore that day a light white blouse that let her bra show through. She didn't think anything of it at the time but realized for the rest of the day that with no bra, he'd be able to see everything. Then the words 'At least everything above,' raced through her mind. She shivered and went to the ladies. She was actually humming,when she took the blouse out of the waist band of her skirt. Then she took the blouse off and removed her bra, letting her large tits swing free. She looked at them and saw that they sagged only a slight bit. She caught herself thinking that she hoped he liked them. With that she pulled herself up short and ****** her mind to go back to thinking about the grammar lesson. "Well," she said to herself, "I'd better go let him in." It wasn't until she was at the door that she realized that she was still naked to the waist. She laughed at herself for being so silly but realized that she was getting turned on by his manner and his demands. With the blouse back on, she went to the door. He was waiting. She was mystified that he said nothing.

James was grinning behind her back, as he walked with her to the room where they studied. He liked the swing of her ass cheeks beneath her short skirt. "Lookin' foxy, momma," he said to himself. But he'd decided that he'd play it laid back today.

"Is everything okay, James?" She wondered out loud, when they got to the room.

"Oh, fine," he said with a smile, "It's just that grammar is not my cup of tea." She hesitated then for him to do something but, when he didn't, she plunged into the grammar lesson. They got into it and he struggled to get it clearly.

She was impressed with how hard he was trying but felt that something was wrong. (There was also a part of her that was disappointed. She knew that the combination of no bra and the white blouse put her nipples on display for him, and he didn't do anything." Finally, she said: "James, we're friends now, tell me what's wrong."

He hemmed and hawed a bit and then said quietly: "I just think that I've been treating you with less honor than you deserve, you know; I mean the tit and nipple squeezing. I've been kind of ******* you to do it, you know." She was surprised by this from him.

She struggled with it, realizing that she missed his being so bold and ********. She didn't know what else to say to him; she simply told him the truth: "No, James, don't think that; I don't feel dishonored. Heck, at my age it's a compliment that a young man finds me worth the effort."

"Really?" he asked.

"Really," she said, "I find it, if you must know, kind of . . .uh . . .nice at times that you take the time to think of me as attractive." She didn't know how else to put it. She was relieved, when she saw the grin back on his face. She smiled and said: "Shall we continue with this?"

He grinned his old grin then, knowing he'd won, and reached out grasping her nipples. He had one nipple with each hand. She caught her breath in her throat. "I tried to ignore it but you look gorgeous," he said to her.

She was breathless, when she said that they needed to finish the lesson. He pulled at her nipples still harder; it brought groans from her throat: "Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Nice!" he said. Beth was panting as they began the lesson again. He worked hard again and was able to tackle some of the difficult concepts of punctuation. Every now and then he allowed himself to reach out and grasp her tit or her nipple.

Beth did nothing to prevent him from doing so. "That train has already left the station," she cautioned herself agin with a kind of smile. But she wasn't displeased. When they ran out of time, she walked him to the door.

He was just going out the door, when he turned to her. She knew something was coming. She been waiting for it, and realized that she was eager to hear what he had to say. "Next week, Beth," he said, "No bra, no blouse."

She whispered in a quiet voice: "Next week, no bra, no blouse." He grinned and he was gone. She slumped in her chair and quickly raised her skirt to apply her fingers to the crotch of her panties. The panties were light blue nylon bikinis. She discovered that the old style cotton 'grannies' were no longer what she wanted to wear on these special days.

Beth struggled with the thought all week. People in the office said that she seemed 'chirpy' these days. She hadn't noticed that but realized that it was true. The day came and she was a furor of emotions. She did her work through the day and dealt with all their people but was fluttering in side. Finally, his time came. She met him at the door; she had taken the time first of all to remove her camisole and bra. The camisole was necessary today, since the blouse was so thin and transparent. It allowed a lacy bra to be seen clearly beneath the camisole but that was merely a fashion statement. Now, with the camisole and the lacy bra off, she was downright sexual.

She smiled at him. As she backed away from the door and went toward the room where they worked together. He was frowning.

"Why? What's wrong, James?" she cried almost in a panic. "Don't I look nice for you?"

"Nice, yes, Beth but what were my instructions?"

'Instructions,' the very word almost overcame her. She was really in this area of sex and ********** that had so long been a dark but sweet fantasy. It made her breathing hard and made the crotch of her yellow panties wet. "Oh, I'm so sorry, James," she hesitated to say. "I know you ordered me to have no blouse and no bra on; but I thought . . ."

He interrupted her with a bit of cruelty in his voice. Just the tone increased Beth's sexual panic for the moment. She discovered that she loved the almost terror of it. He was really asserting himself toward her. "You don't think, Beth; you don't think, woman," she whispered with his face directly in front of hers. "You do what you're told. Isn't that right."

Beth was in a full blown panic by now; she was sure that he was going to leave right then. Her hands flew to the buttons on her blouse. She felt clumsy, not elegant at all, certainly not the way she wanted to feel, stripping for him. But the blouse was then unbuttoned and she shrugged it off of her shoulders. She was naked from the waist up for him. She had a hopeful smile on her face.

"That's my babe," he cooed to her, as his hands snaked out and caressed her naked tits. "Nice, momma," he continued to coo to her. "Nice what?" he then inquired.

She loved the words, the almost dirty words; she loved having them said to her and saying them herself: "Nice tits, James? Are they nice, my tits?"

"Perfect," he said, "That's what they are." Then he pinched her nipples; he pinched them hard. He legs quivered; she began to breath hard, and put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. "You like that, momma? Huh? You like that, Bethie? Do you?"

"Oh, I like that; the pressure . . .oh, I mean the pain; it . . .it just feels so hot."

James laughed and looked at her in her ecstasy: "Study now, Beth; study."

They worked on the grammar section of their lessons, and, as in the past, he worked hard. She was pleased. She was sexually thrilled by sitting there with him with her tits out, naked to the waist. He took time periodically to reach out and stroke a tit or pull at a nipple. She made a comment each time he did it; it was her form of encouragement. All too soon they were through. This time she walked him, bare breasted, to the door. He was about to leave but turned to her first. James gathered Beth and kissed her. She was ready for it by now. She waded into the kiss with everything: lips, tongue, teeth, spit! Everything! She sucked on his tongue as though it were a cock. He laughed. "You do that like you know what you're doing."

Beth blushed. It was a message that she hoped he'd get from her kiss. Just before leaving he whispered in her ear: "What color panties are you wearing, Beth?"

"Ohhhh," she breathed, as he pushed their interactions to a new level. "They're yellow, nylon, bikinis, sir!" The 'sir' simply tumbled out of her. "They're see through," she whispered.

"Hmmm," James said. "Sexy, bad girl!" Then he grinned at her. She knew something was coming: "Next week, my slutty Beth, . . ." The new name ripped through her and Beth almost came then and there. "Next week," he continued, "No skirt; you hear?" "Yes, I hear," Beth said eagerly. "Next week no skirt."

"You meet me in panties and bra but no skirt; we'll go from there."

"Yes," she said, " I'll meet you in panties and bra and we'll go from there." He left. She almost scurried to her office, after gathering her blouse and camisole, and played with herself. She knew it would be a long week.

It was for her. She fretted about it. She gave herself constant messages: 'my tits are nice but what will happen, when he sees me only in my panties?' Beth was worried. Twice she went through her entire panty drawer to look them all over. In the end, she went to shop and provided herself with two sets of new underwear. One set was a gorgeous pink set. They were light pink nylon with bikinis and a soft bra that hid nothing at all. The other was a red pair that were also nylon but let the color be what was sexy, hiding Beth's pussy, nipples and ass crack. When the day came, Beth choose the pink set. She wanted to show off to him immediately. She actually enjoyed the day, trying hard not to fret the day away. Almost as if time flew on her, the work day ended and her team left. She was alone in the office again. He was due in a few minutes. She went into her office and, taking a deep breath, took off her blouse, putting it over her chair, and then her skirt. He had said nothing at all about stockings. Beth simply didn't wear any that day. She never considered otherwise; he had succeeded in bringing to the fore the submissive part of her personality and she was judging things by what he wanted. The obvious difference in their ages meant nothing at this point. She was just hopeful, really hopeful that he would like the way she looked in her new underwear.

She tried to be bold, as she went striding to the office doors. She stood there waiting for him. Her panties were getting wet just waiting. She unlocked the door as she saw him approach. He stepped in with a grin from ear to ear. "Slutty Beth! Lookin' good! Slutty Beth." His attitude and the words that he used just did it for her. "Your slut hopes you're pleased with the way she looks!" "Pleased I am, you sexy, slutty bitch. Now walk around the office for me. Show yourself, girl. Strut and bend over! Let's see your snatch and ass at work here." "Yes, sir," she said clearly and set off to inspect the office. She exaggerated the swing of her hips and ass cheeks. She smiled for him constantly. They ended at the door of the room they used for study. Today they were scheduled to finish the grammar. She looked at him with a question on her face. She sighed and launched herself to him, putting her arms around his neck. Again she captured his tongue in her mouth and sucked on his tongue. "Sucking good, girl!" he said to her. It caused her to smile. Then she whispered to him: "Sir, what shall I wear for our lesson?" "What do you want to wear?" he countered. She looked at him and said: "Whatever you tell me to wear!" "Good girl," he said, patting her ass. "Let's have you naked for the lesson today." "Naked?" she said in a small voice. "Yes, naked," he said again. Beth stripped herself of her bra and panties, sliding them down past the swell of her thighs and over her ass. She wore only her black 5" 'fuck me' style heels to teach him grammar. The lesson went well. For Beth it was a constant rolling turn on. She was naked, almost totally naked; he was dressed. The contrast said everything she wanted to say about their relationship. She was pleased with him, when they finished, and praised him. He grinned at her: "Maybe slutty Beth should give me a treat for working so hard." It was what she had hoped to hear. She slid to her knees, looking up at him as she did. She said to him quietly: "May I please, sir?" "May you what? Speak up, bitch; use the words and don't try to use pretty language." Now she grinned at him: "May I suck your cock, sir?" She loved the words and what the mere words said about her here and now. "Oh," he said with mock surprise. "Is a lovely, white gal like you a cock sucker?" "Yes, sir, I certainly am a cock sucker; may I please show you?" "Well, I don't know if I should or not; for all I know you'll be asking me to fuck your white pussy next!" "Yes, yes, yes," she pleaded. "Let me suck your big, black cock and then I'll bend over and make my white snatch available." "What a mouth on this woman!" "A mouth that is empty, sir! Please, please!" He liked the way she pleaded. She loved the feeling that the pleading gave her. She knew she was close to getting what she wanted. His hand went out and simply unzipped his pants. "No hands, whore!" he growled. "This whore won't use her hands sir!" she said with zeal. His cock was out now, and Beth stared at it. She licked the head and then the underside of the head. He kind of moaned at that point. Then she opened her mouth and took in as much as she could. It didn't all fit at first. She ran her tongue along the underside of the cock in her mouth. He continued to moan a little. Then he took the initiative away from her. He grabbed her by the back of her head and ****** more of the prick down her throat. She gagged and he backed off but just for a few seconds, and then he plunged it back again. He did this repeatedly with her. Eventually the cock was in the back of her throat and her nose was touching his pubic hair. "Fucking nice mouth, Ms. Swinton," he said through clenched teeth. She was drooling around the cock, letting the drool drip down onto her tits and belly. She'd never felt so dirty or alive in her life. She felt the prick in her mouth swell and then he unloaded into her mouth and throat. She struggled to take it all in and most of it went down her throat. She hoped she'd pleased him.

"Fuckin' nice blow job," he said with some fervor. Beth grinned up at him. He wiped some spunk off of her chin and let her lick his finger. She obliged. "Now, girl," he said, back to his ordering voice, "Clean up my cock." She leaned forward and said to him: "Gladly!" She took his shrinking cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue and cleaned him off. As she held the prick in her mouth, he began to get hard again. "Now move that ass around and grab your desk, Ms. Boss lady; here I come." Beth hurried to do as he told her, and received the length of his cock with a loud grunt. "Sound like a pig there!" he said loudly. "You a pig, Beth? You my pig?" "Yes," she said, as he slapped his thighs against her ass and fucked her. "Then make those pig noises! Let's hear your pig noises, Beth." She started grunting in her throat, as she approached her own orgasm. She was totally lost in the situation and grunting and oinking for him. He bit the back of her neck as he came and she tumbled over the edge with him. When they were done, he pulled away and said: "Worth waiting for, Ms. White Slut Beth." She looked at him and scrambled to her knees to crawl to him and clean his cock with her mouth. Then he was dressed and going, as she still knelt there.

"Next week I'll bring you something to wear; you hear?"

"Yes, sir;" she said smiling at him. "Next week." She knelt there a while simply trying to take it in: the effect he had on her; was it her or him; did she want this regularly or was this so special; was this a new kind of her that was acting so? The questions swirled and failed to settle themselves. She simply knew in the end that she was certainly changed. She wasn't sure if she liked it or not but suspected that she actually did. She ended smiling, even grinning as she got up, cleaned up and got dressed.

The week went for her quickly enough. She spent a good part of it in her thoughts of just what she'd wear this next week. It was even more important, since it was to be their last week of 'tutoring.' She had no expectations at all of continuing a relationship with James. She was realistic about that. But she certainly found herself beginning to hope. It was all so hot and important to her. But she knew it was up to him. She was simply determined to enjoy it while it was occurring. She actually realized that she was trying to get to know and like the 'new her', as she called it. These kind of efforts never failed to bring giggles with them. She was kind of surprised that she was so merry about it.

She dressed carefully that last week. She wore black heels; she wore no stockings, since she still didn't know if he liked them or not. She also wore a pretty frilly blouse that showed a hint of a lacy bra beneath it; with it was a pleated black skirt, on the short side. She finished it off with a pair of pail white, very transparent panties. He hair had been done and she was careful about makeup. She'd gotten compliments from a number of men during the day. The thought did cross her mind that no one seemed to raise her interest the way that James' ordering her about did. She smiled at the thought, and simply decided to be patient about that new part of her.

She hurried to the door, when it was time. He smiled broadly, when he saw her. "My you are foxy today!"

"Thank you, sir!" she said with a kind of giggle. She walked in front of him, making sure to swing her ass back and forth for him. They entered the office, and without saying anything else he took her and kissed her. It was a passionate, open mouth kiss. It kept them locked together for a good few minutes.

He held onto her then, and said: "I want you to know how lovely I think you are; do you know that? Do you know that I think that?"

"Yes," she said breathlessly. "You make me feel 20 again."

"Well, you look 20!" was his conclusion. "Keep in mind what I've said." She knew that she'd treasure what he said, even without being told to.

He released her and said: "Here's what I've decided for today; I know it's the last day of this tutoring. I want to dress you like a captive slut and make you parade around the office, while I take pictures."

"Ohhh," was her only reply. But her breath was coming faster at the mere suggestion.

"First, out of those clothes. I'll tell you what to wear." His tone had now turned to the master again giving orders.

"Out of the clothes," she repeated, "Yes, sir." She moved quickly to unbutton the blouse, and removed it. Then went the bra. He stared appreciatively. Next she released and stepped out of her skirt. It went on the pile with the bra and the blouse. Last she hooked her thumbs inside the waist band of her transparent, white panties and down they went, exposing her pussy hair, hips and lovely ass in the process.

"Oh, momma!" He said to her. "You're going to look so cool!" Beth grinned for him, and held out her arms and twirled for him to see all of her nakedness. "So fine!" He said to her. "First of all," he continued, "Put on these stockings." He handed her a pair of dark, smokey thigh high stockings. She pulled them on and put her shoes back on. "Half way to a slutty bitch already, foxy lady!" was his comment.

She struck a pose for him and said: "You like?"

He laughed and said: "Everyone would like." The praise crawled under her skin and even seemed to make her glow just a bit. Next he gave her a kind of black bustier. I closed tightly around her waist and ended with an underwire bra at its top that allowed her tits to hand free. Her nipples were stiffly erect. "My, my, woman," he cooed at her. "You're look so fucking good!"

She grinned at him. "Now this," he said. Saying that he put a dog collar around her throat. This elicited a groan from her deep in her throat. "Mirror," he said to her next. He guided her to the bathroom in her office, where he stood her in front of the mirror. She looked at herself wide eyed. The blackness of the bustier and thigh highs accentuated the triangle of her pussy.

"Ohhhhh," she sighed; "I didn't ever think that I could look this way!"

"You like, babe?" "I love," she said.

She giggled then and said: "You should take me outside and make me strut for all the world. She caught herself then, as he simply gazed at her: "I'm joking, James." "Maybe you shouldn't be!" was his next comment.

"Now one final touch," he said to her, producing a set of hand cuffs.

"Ohhhhhh, James," she said in an exulting voice, "You've managed to crawl inside of my head entirely."

He kissed the side of her face, and said: "I'm going to parade you around the office on a dog leash, with your hands in these cuffs, and then it's into the board room for photos of you as 'My Bitch'. Then I'll fuck your mouth and that lovely pussy." She smiled at that thought. She was completely transformed now into a totally new Beth. This was the Beth of her dreams, and fantasies.

Then he thought for a moment. "First we need to get two things really clear; really straight between us."

"Yes, sir," she nodded to him; she was truly complaint.

He reached into the bag that he'd brought with him and produced a black wand that extended, when he shook it. "Hands on the desk, ass back toward me," he ordered.

"Yes, sir," she said, doing it immediately.

Then he struck her; he hit her hard on the ass with the wand. She squealed from the blow. But he cut her off demanding: "Whose bitch are you?"

"Your bitch; I'm your bitch!"

He hit her again: "Whose bitch are you?"

"Your bitch, Master, I'm your bitch!"

He repeated it two more times, and got the same gratifying answer from her.

(Whack!) The wand scored her ass cheeks. He demanded to know: "Whose bitch are you?"

"Your bitch, Master, I'm your bitch!" she blubbered through the pain, and tears. But the pain was changing for her. It was growing; the heat of it was growing and making her feel it in her pussy and her nipples; it even made her lips tingle. She shook her ass in anticipation of the next blow from the wand. She arched her back to push her ass out at him.

"Fucking pig! Loving this beating!" he growled.

"Yes, yes," she said, following it with a loud "oink, oink, oink," as the wand landed on her ass again.

"Whose fucking bitch are you, white whore?"

Still wiggling her ass, she answered: "Your fucking bitch; this white whore is your fucking bitch, Master; I'm your fucking pig whore, Master."

The beating stopped. He went to the bathroom and brought back a wet cloth and towel to remove the tear streaks and snot from her face. When she was cleaned. He said to her: "Now you've got that part right. So, show it." Saying that he unbuckled his pants. He pulled them down to his knees.

She stared at him as his pants and his underwear went to his knees. Then he turned his back to her. She realized immediately what he wanted. "Let me show you, Master," she cooed to him. With that she began to plant red lipstick kisses on his ass cheeks. Up the right side and then down the left side.

He reached into his pocket and puled out a lipstick. With the lipstick he wrote the word "cocksucker" on her chest just above her tits. Then he took a picture of her. He showed her the picture and she giggled at it: "The truth, sir, just the truth."

"Okay, slut, now strut your stuff for me." He led her around the office, going into all the rooms and spaces. She wigged her naked ass for him, shaking her his from side to side in an exaggerated fashion. Beth loved it; this might be the last day of their tutoring sessions but all of this, and its progression to this moment, and the way she was dressed, had made her feel really, really alive. It seemed that it had been so long.

They finally came to the board room in their parade around the office suite. He pushed open the door and led her in. Standing across the room waiting for them were four guys. Beth stood just staring for a full minute. The guys were grinning. She turned to James, who didn't really know how she'd take it. Then she grinned at him. He smiled.

"Yo, James, my man," one of them said. "Nice tutor!'

James grinned: "You like?"

"What's not to like, sexy, foxy momma like that."

Another said: "Hey, you sure you didn't hire a ho for this gig, to fool us?"

James spoke to Beth: "Get something; show them."

"Yes, sir," Beth said. Before she went to get something, she kissed his hand. It was instinctive for her but she was feeling her submissive role, and, she realized, enjoying it. He took the cuffs off of her hands and let her go. She fetched for them a copy of the department newsletter. It had a photo on the cover that showed her getting an award for helping to shape hospital attitudes. She brought it to them, and first showed it to James.

"Give it to them," James said.

"Yes, Master," she answered.

"Master!" one of them cried; *****, man, what have you given this lady?"

"My own sweet self, and some direction," James said.

"Fuckin' A!" was the answer he got.

Beth went to give the newsletter to them but James intervened sharply. "Hey, woman, you crawl, unless I tell you otherwise."

"So sorry, sir," she said. It was obvious from the look on her face that she was sorry. The other four guys took that in right away.

"Come here," James said to her. She went to him, on her hands and knees. "Face on the floor," James demanded. Beth complied. He was quick to start slapping her ass. She moaned, as he spanked her ass, and the other guys cheered. When he was finished, he told her to give them the newsletter.

She crawled to them this time and gave them the newsletter. They looked at it.

"Fucking assistant administrator!" one snorted.

"Fucking nice looking bitch!" Another said laughing.

"Nice tits and ass, bitch, for a fucking administrator," was the third comment.

"Thank you so much, sir," she said meekly. She looked at James,and said: "When you compliment me, you compliment my Master."

"Don't fucking believe it," the fourth guys said.

"Well," James answered with a grin, "Here she is the proof."

"Hey, man," one of his friends then said, "Do we get to play with her?"

James smiled a very confident smile: "Sure you get to play but you also get to pay." Beth, sitting at his feet just now, looked up at him with a look of surprise on her face.

The others were about to protest but James cut them off: "Hey, man, I've brought her out. Look at it that way. She was a high cost admin assistant. She took pity on the black kid and wanted to tutor him. I moved into that and look at her now. Look at what she's wearing; look at what she does, when I tell her to get her fucking face on the floor for me to beat her ass. You dig? She's mine and I brought her out. Sure she's a whore; but she's my whore. You want to play you get to pay. And I'll be straight with you. She's not ready for anyone to fuck her yet but me. So, you all get a blow job but you pay me for her to blow you."

They protested but James waved them silent again. "Hey, there it is. You want blow jobs you pay for my whore. Everyone of you cough up a nickel-----that's her going price. Then you get a blow job."

Beth looked up at James; her face was red. Still a surge of something like pride thrilled through her, and she simply got wetter between her legs at the very idea of being called 'my whore.' The issue of the nickel, shocking at first, she discovered simply made it for her. Her breathing was getting harder. She wondered if she'd have an orgasm right there.

The four guys all grinned. They each came up with a nickel, and then they started walking toward Beth.

"Hey, no, man," James said, "The whore comes to the customer." Saying that he gave Beth a nudge with his shoe to push her in the direction of where the four guys were now standing and grinning.

She knew better than to try to walk to them. She simply began to crawl across the carpeted floor. This was the carpet in the room where she'd had so many meetings that were important to the department. Now here, in the very same room, same carpet, she was almost totally naked and acknowledging herself as the sex slave, the whore of this young black man, and just flat out enjoying it. She resolved to think about it all later, and continued to crawl toward the other side of the room.

"Get those cocks out," James said. "Hey, man, one of them said; let the whore do some work and get them out herself."

"Spoken like a true gentleman," James laughed.

Now Beth was near the first one. She had already done what she might have thought was the impossible. She'd unzipped his zipper and fished his cock out of his pants. "Not as big as James," she thought almost gratefully. But he wasn't waiting longer.

"How rough?" he asked James.

"No permanent marks but the slut likes it rough. Don't you, Beth pig?" He asked with a smile on his face.

"Youwas Swoar!" she said, her words slurred by the cock that was entering her mouth.

The recipient grinned and grabbed a hunk of Beth's hair, and simply pulled. She tried to cope with it but gagged. He backed off but only for another ram into her mouth. This time more of the cock went into her mouth and throat before she gagged. He grinned and did it again. Each time he gained some distance until his cock was in all the way.

"Fucking nice mouth, momma!" he said as he began to plunge in and out of her mouth.

Beth struggled to suck on the cock, to take it and not gag. Spittle ran down her chin and onto her out thrusting tits. It glistened on her nipples, which were rock hard.

Suddenly the first of them was cuming in her mouth. She made a strange noise like "Woaaaaaachhhhh" as she tried to contain all the cum in her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed. He held onto the back of her head. The spittle ran down her chin.

Then he was finished. She sat back on her heels but only for a few seconds. Then the next was in line. He was anxious enough that he already had his cock out. It wasn't as big. He wasn't as rough. It was easier for Beth to take it and get it into her mouth and throat. He too got to the point where he was holding her head, as he pistoned in and out of her mouth. She was making noise now in her throat. She was much better now at using her tongue on the underside of the cock in her mouth. She enjoyed that part of it, and the pressure on the back of her throat didn't bother her. Nor did the spittle that was running down her chin again now. She found herself hoping that James was enjoying it. It was beginning to turn her on more and more. James was smiling. The second one came and she had an easier time swallowing it. Beth licked his cock before he backed off from her.

Then came the next. He was younger. Beth could tell that he was nervous too.

She smiled at him. She asked him softly: "What's your name?"

"Wally," he replied.

"Ever done this before, Wally?" she asked.

"No," was his very quiet reply.

"Just relax and let me take care of it; you'll like this," she said, now taking his stiff cock out of his pants, after unzipping him.

He came almost as soon as the cock was in her mouth. She took his cum into her mouth and throat and made sure that she didn't let on that he'd cum at all. She worked on him for several minutes, as though he, like the others, were slower to cum. Finally, she sat back on her heels and said 'thanks, Wally.' He grinned at her.

Finally, the last. Before she knew it, the last was before her. His cock was out and ready, and it was a fat one. Not that long but fat.

"Mmmmm," Beth said, holding it and lowering her mouth onto it. It felt blunt in the back of her throat. But she didn't have any trouble getting it all into her mouth. Her pussy was flowing, and she simply concentrated on sucking the cock in her mouth. Finally, the last was beginning to buck into his finish, and it was too much for her. She came, pressing her thighs against one another to put pressure on her pussy. As she came, so didi the cock in her mouth. He was moaning and making noise, and almost covering the noise that she made with her orgasm.

She felt more tired, when they were finished, than she thought that she might. But she was certainly pleased. She continued to kneel there, as James showed the guys out. There were calls of 'good blow job,' 'thanks bitch,' and all. Only Wally's 'thank you' seemed to be real. She winked at him, as he left.

James was back soon. "Come here, sweets," he said.

Beth gratefully did, moving into his arms. "Can I shower now?" she wanted to know.

"Yes,"he said, " But first I get my chance." He moved her around then, and with very little hesitation, leaned her over the table and had his cock in her pussy.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed, as she took the length of him. He leaned over her and bit her neck this time also.

"Here comes the tiger," he whispered to her, as he fucked her.

"Here is the pig," she grunted through one of his thrusts.

James brought her off with him, and they sagged onto the table for just a few minutes. "You want a shower now, babe, before you have to go?"

"Oh, please," she said that would be lovely. They turned toward the door, and it was a sign of her new realization of herself that she hesitated for him.

"Walk with me," he said. They walked hand in hand.

They reached the office suite that she shared with the boss. "Sorry," she said to him,"I have to use the ladies first."

"Cool," was his simple answer as she went into the toilet.

Beth went to the toilet, and sat with a surge of mixed emotions. But she had no time for reverie now. Suddenly the door opened and James came in. Beth squeaked in surprise.

James said: "Shut the fuck up, bitch," as he approached her. He was now naked and ready for the shower.

He held out his semi hard cock and said to her: "Here take this."

Beth opened her mouth. There was nothing now that she would refuse. "Sitting here trying to pee and sucking his cock is so deliciously humiliating," she thought to herself.

Then he began to piss in her mouth. The squeal could be heard even through the rage of water that was spraying the back of her throat. She worked to accommodate his pissing cock. She swallowed and swallowed. James simply grinned a kind of evil grin.

"That's the pig I know and love," he said with pride, as she finished with only a little piss on herself.

At the door, when they were showered and dressed, she hardly knew what to say. He smiled, realizing that. "You just be ready, when I call." he said and left.

At home she gave herself up to the luxury of a tub for a long soak. She was sure that this was going to be her chance to think this out, and have good cry. But she surprised herself. There was no crying. She felt strangely content. It was a kind of freedom that she felt knowing what she now knew about herself. She knew that she had to be careful but she'd never felt this alive before. That much was certainly true. Her only lingering concern was how in the long run to make any contacts. It was, after all, James that did the contacting. But she resolved not to think about it. Nor did she let it bother her at work. She remained as 'chirpy' as ever.

"No one even suspects," she'd giggle to herself. So, she waited.

She got a call a few days later. She was relieved. She'd already begun to wonder when and if he'd call.

James greeted her in a breezy fashion: "Hey, bitch," he said, smoothly. "How are you?"

"Fine, sir," she breathed into the phone.

"Hey," he continued, "My sister Cleo is going to a kind of party at a social club that she knows and she want you to come with her."

"Really? Your sister?" she asked in a voice that was bright and cheery.

"Yes," he continued, " I've loaned you to her for the night. But I'll join the two of you late. Tomorrow night; she'll pick you up at 8:00 PM."

The very words ". . .I've loaned you to her for the night . . .' went through Beth like a bolt of lightning. She had to stop and catch her breath. Her panties were instantly wet. It was overwhelming. She'd never gotten these kinds of feelings with her fantasies. "But," she realized, "This was no fantasy." She'd also never done a woman but had certainly thought about it. It was a constant temptation at the hospital.

"How shall I dress?" she wanted to know.

"Pleated skirt, nice thin blouse, no bra" he demanded. "If you have six inch heels, wear them. If you don't have them, buy them. And make it pink panties."

"Yes, sir, and James, sir," she cooed, "Thank your sister for inviting me."

"Oh, I think you'll have a good time, and you can properly thank her yourself. And be sure, be very sure to do what you're told. Don't make me ashamed." he said, ringing off.

"Oh I won't, I won't," she intoned to herself, all aglow with the prospect.

She did have to go shopping. She enjoyed it a great deal. She was served by a rather handsome young man. She noticed that he was trying to look up her skirt, as he fitted the shoes. Before she even recognized the thought in her mind, she spread her legs just a little, enough to let him see up her dress all the way to the yellow panties that she was wearing, and her pussy that was barely covered. The shoes were black with a strap at the back and six inch heels. Beth was pleased with her new 'fuck me' shoes.

She was ready the next evening a few minutes ahead of time. She was also wearing everything that she was told, even the bright red lipstick that James had mentioned. She was eager, and nervous. But she knew she was looking forward to it.

The doorbell rang, and she went to answer. The sight the striking looking black woman at her door brought back all of her recent experiences with James and his friends, and the rush of feelings that went with it. It was almost as if a switch had been pressed in her mind. With no thought before at all, Beth simply knelt in the doorway.

"I'm James' sister Cleo," she said coolly.

Beth acted on instinct then. She crawled just a few steps and took Cleo's hand to kiss it also. Cleo laughed. "You're trained alright by my little brother," she said. "you'll be fun tonight."

"Now get on your feet and let me see what we've got here."

Beth stood and, at Cleo's motion, slowly turned in a circle. She was warmed by the feel of Cleo's hand, first on her hips and ass, as she turned, and then on her nipples, as she completed the turn.

"Very, very nice, white bitch," Cleo said. "Thank you, ma'am . . ." Beth began to say but Cleo suddenly slapped her face.

"Did I give you permission to talk, slut?" she demanded.

There were tears in Beth's eyes, as Cleo exploded with: "Answer me!"

"No, Mistress, you didn't give this white bitch any permission to talk."

"Then you should be punished, white bitch?"

Beth waited until Cleo nodded her head, and then said: "Yes, Mistress Cleo, this white bitch needs to be punished.

"Glad that you know that, sweet cheeks," Cleo said, stroking Beth's cheek. "I want you to know all night long that at the end of the evening we'll get my little brother James and he and I are going to hurt you. Will you like that, whitey?"

Cleo nodded to Beth, who said: "It frightens me, Mistress, and . . .and it kind of turns me on too."

Cleo laughed: "Little pig of my brother's likes some pain, doesn't she?"

She nodded at Beth, who said: "Yes, she does; uh . . .yes, I do."

"Come on, pig," Cleo said to her, "We have a social evening to go to."

Beths answer was a quick and crisp: "Yes, ma'am."

"A moment," Cleo said, "I want to make sure that you're ready."

"Skirt's too long, momma," she said, "But I can take care of that. Get me a scissors."

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said softly. She went to fetch the scissors for Cleo. She watched in some apprehension as Cleo knelt and began to cut the hem of her pleated skirt. Cleo cut upwards and then across.

Beth squeaked a kind of "Ohhhh dear!" during the process. This just caused Cleo to look up at her and, grinning, cut the new hem an inch higher. When Cleo was finished with the new hem of the skirt, it rested only about an inch below Beth's ass cheeks and pussy.

Cleo moved back to admire her work: "Much, much better. Lookin' foxy now, and very, very slave like. You like that don't you?"

Beth hastened to answer: "Yes, yes, Mistress, I almost, . . .your slave almost came just while you were adjusting my hem. And I thank you for the adjustment. I hope that I please you now."

"Oh, sweet cunt," Cleo grinned, "You'll just please everyone, you will." Now let's go.

Beth's car was still in the driveway of the house. It was one of her indulgences, a white Ford Mustang.

"Nice wheels, momma," Cleo grinned. "But you'd better give me the keys, and I'll drive."

They set out then. As she drove, Cleo told Beth to hike her skirt up to her waist. "I want to see white thighs, pink panties and pussy."

Beth did as she was told, hiking the skirt up and fastening it in the waist band belt.

"Hmmm, much better." Cleo said, "Now unbutton your blouse and spread it wide. Let's have some tits here too."

Beth complied immediately. Now her panties, pussy, and tits were displayed. The wantonness of it simply turned Beth on. "If this was depravity," she thought, "Then I like it."

Cleo broke into her reverie with the words: "Let's show some truckers what kind of sweet white pussy we have here." She reached to the dashboard and put the interior lights on. Then she passed some trucks so that they could see Beth's display of her pussy and tits. They were greeted with a chorus of truck horns, as they made their way down the freeway.

It didn't take them too long to get where they were going. Beth wasn't sure if it was a home or a social club. She look inquiringly at Cleo who said to her: "Yes, button up to go in. Let's show them those large nippled tits through the blouse. It looks nice."

"Thank you, ma'am," Beth replied as she buttoned up before getting out of the car.

Cleo came to where Beth was waiting and said to her: "Going to call you 'White Pussy' tonight, girl. That's your name."

"Thank you, Mistress, for giving it to me."

"You are everything that James promised," Cleo said smiling.

Beth blushed.

"And look at you," Cleo laughed, "Dressed like the whore for the party and still you have the presence of mind to blush. When she was finished, Cleo surprised Beth by pulling her into herself for a kiss.

It was a first for Beth. She kind of melted into the kiss. It was softer than any kiss she'd ever experienced with a guy. Yet it was very demanding and truly, truly sensual. Beth opened her mouth and sucked on Cleo's invading tongue.

Cleo broke and said: "Oh, yes, James said that you can suck cock like no body's business. Too bad it's only us girls tonight. Come on, Pussy, it's party time."

Then Cleo reached into her bag and presented Beth with a black shiny dog collar. Beth let out a groan, when she saw it.

"You're so much fun to play with," Cleo said, "With all your sighs, and grunts and groans. "Well, Pussy, this should get a response from you. Saying that she produced a shortish dog leash and attached it to Beth's collar. Beth did react, she gave an involuntary 'yip', as she realized what Cleo was doing.

She could hardly believe how much these people, James and now his sister Cleo, were able to mess with her head, and bring her fantasies to life. She's always had this picture in her mind, way back in her mind, of being led, like an obedient dog, by a dog collar. And here she was.

They went into the building.

Within the first five minutes in the building, Beth had a shock. Across the room was Deedee McWilliams, the charge nurse from the third floor at the hospital. It was impossible to not notice Beth. Wearing the ultra short black pleated skirt, the see through blouse with her nipples poking out, black, sling back high heels, and the dog collar and leash combination, she stood out completely. She was also the only white woman in the room. Beth looked around just for a moment, hoping that Deedee didn't notice her. She saw that it was a room full of women. The lights were lowered, and many couples were dancing. There was a bar at the end. But just then her thoughts were broken by the approach of Deedee.

Cleo greeted Deedee right away with a cheery: "Why it's the Divine Deedee! How are you?"

"Hey, Cleo," Deedee said brightly.

Then she turned and looked at Beth and said: "Why, Beth Swinton,"she crooned, "Whatever are you doing here looking like a sexual fantasy on legs.?"

This was hard for Beth, if ever there was a woman by whom she was constantly physically impressed, it was Deedee McWilliams, with her long legs, superb, marvelous ass, that even her uniform couldn't hide very well, and what looked like nice firm pointy breasts. On more than one occasion Beth had had to push from her mind thoughts about just pulling Deedee's uniform pants down to kiss her light brown ass. Now here she stood, and she knew her from work. Beth's conflict was major.

She struggled to remain calm and said: "Hi, Deedee."

That's all that she managed before Cleo slapped her face. Cleo exploded: "What do you think you're doing, with such disrespect. On your knees, White Pussy, and apologize to Ms. McWilliams right now."

Beth sunk to her knees, as told. She had tears in her eyes that were about to spill over and run down her cheeks. She realized that it was not because of the slap to her face that she was tearing but rather because she really, really did want to serve well; as strange as it felt and was in her mind, she wanted to be a good slave.

So it was with real remorse that she kissed Deedee's hand and said: "Ms. McWilliams, forgive White Pussy, please for lapsing into such familiarity; I am truly sorry."

Deedee smiled at her and at Cleo. At first she ignored Beth, and said to Cleo: "Cleo, she's just flat out lovely. I'd be interested to hear sometime how you came by her. She just needs some polishing."

"She belongs to my brother James," Cleo said conversationally, "He loaned her to me for the evening. Later on tonight he and I will teach this one some manners."

Deedee smiled at that: "I'd love to be a fly on the wall for that little party," she said.

Cleo continued: "Oh, she'll like it well enough; you see, Deedee, this one," here Cleo tugged on Beth's chain, "this one likes some pain. We'll see how much later."

"Lovely," Deedee said, "That really sounds exciting."

To Beth she said: "Now you come to my office on the third floor tomorrow at 10 AM, and tell me all about your pain party."

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said, "I surely will." She remained kneeling there, and she was trying to deal with the simple thrill that talking with Deedee was producing in her. There were these constantly new levels of turn on and realization that she was dealing with these days. This one was an unusually pleasant one.

Deedee said one last thing to Cleo, as she leaned forward and placed a light kiss on Cleo's lips. "Cleo, love, after you've danced with your White Pussy slave," here she hesitated and ran a hand through Beth's hair, causing Beth to shiver, "She can make it up to me by dancing with me. Would that be okay with you?"

"Of course, Deedee," Cleo said. Then she pulled on the dog leash and got Beth to her feet. Most of the women in that part of the room were watching this little scene. As Cleo made her way with Beth to the dancing part of the room, there were numerous comments about 'foxy slave,' 'nice white pussy girl,' 'white whore,' 'white slut' and the like. Cleo beamed amid it all.

When they were on the dance floor, Cleo put her arms around Beth. She was grinning at Beth, obviously pleased to get this opportunity to dance with her.

"Lookin' good, my White Pussy Girl," Cleo whispered.

"Thank you ma'am," Beth whispered back.

"Now while we dance," Cleo whispered next, "I want you to put your arms up tight around my neck."

Beth did so. She realized immediately what Cleo had in mind. Since Beth raised her arms up and around Cleo's neck to dance, it raised her skirt and showed off her pearly pink bikini panties to everyone, with her ass cheeks winking out through the fairly see through material. There were more murmurs of approval about the 'nice white ass' from other dancers.

"You're doing fine," Cleo whispered, kissing Beth's neck. "Deedee's like a goddess around here. You make sure that you're really good to her."

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said, as she simply leaned into Cleo, enjoying the dance.

Cleo let her hands roam down Beth's back. They slowly reached the hem of Beth's short skirt, hiked up now by the position of her arms. Cleo tucked her hands inside of the waist band of Beth's pink panties, and grasped Beth's ass cheeks.

Beth's only response to this was a deep throat sound like a: "Hunnnmmppff!"

"Like that, Bethie?" Cleo asked.

"Oh, yes, ma'am, I like that," Beth answered.

"Having a good time?" Cleo asked next.

"Yes, Mistress, this White Pussy Girl is having a very good time, and wants to thank you for that. It's just . . " Here she stopped, apparently afraid of doing something wrong.

"It's just what?" Cleo demanded softly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am," Beth said with true remorse, "I'm afraid of the pain party tonight."

Cleo whispered back to her: "Is that it? Just afraid?"

"No,"Beth said, "Also really, really turned on by the thought."

Cleo pinched Beth's ass cheeks then, getting a squeal from the submissive white woman. "I thought so," Cleo said, as the dance ended.

They went to the bar then with Cleo telling Beth to stand and wait for her. She told Beth to stand with her hands behind her head and her fingers clasped. As she stood there, with her panty covered ass exposed again, and Cleo was getting ******, she felt a light pat on her exposed ass, and Deedee came into view. Beth blushed right from the roots of her skin at Deedee's touch.

"Oh, that's marvelous," Deedee said, "The courage to be a true slut, and the ability to still blush. Oh, Beth, I love that."

"Thank you, ma'am," Beth said in a soft voice.

Deedee turned then to Cleo, who had returned: "I've come to claim your White Pussy Girl for that dance," she said. Cleo just grinned and nodded, as Deedee led Beth to the dance floor via her dog leash. Beth's face was scarlet the whole time.

"Oh, I love playing with you, Beth," she said, "You're so much fun. But do you really like pain?" she asked. As she asked that, and before Beth could answer, she pulled Beth to her, and in the process, grasped one of Beth's hard nipples. Deedee smiled to Beth, who got really pale now with the pain. Beth was transported again by this. The pain in her nipple was becoming a major thing, approaching the crying out stage but her panties were getting wetter and wetter.

"Tell me truthfully, Beth," Deedee said, "No lying."

"You're . . .you're making me so wet doing that," she said. "I'm afraid that I'm going to cum."

"Can't have that," Deedee said, "That would be disrespectful to Cleo. Then Deedee folded Beth into her arms and, in her turn, ran her hands down Beth's back to her ass. Only she didn't stop where Cleo had. It caused a murmur in the crowd that Deedee pushed Beth's panties down so that they were resting below the swell of her ass cheeks.

"Nice," Deedee whispered, and licked Beth's ear.

"Ohhhhhh," was all that Beth could manage.

At the conclusion of the dance, Deedee delivered Beth to Cleo again.

"Compliments again, Cleo," Deedee said, "She's a thoroughbred."

""Thanks, Deedee," Cleo said with a smile, leading Beth to the dance floor again.

"Doing really well," Cleo whispered. "You make Deedee my friend and you make me around here."

"I'm glad that I can help, Mistress," Beth said, with thoughts of Deedee's hands still swirling in her head.

They stood at the bar for a bit; Cleo ordered Beth to stand with her hands behind her head again. The opportunity to stand with her panty covered ass displayed still turned Beth on. She was way beyond any semblance of controlling herself at this point. She noticed Cleo and Deedee whispering together and giggling.

Then Cleo turned to her and said: "Okay, slut, it's time for you to strip. Loose those clothes."

Beth looked around very quickly but she knew better than to protest at all. Her hands dived into her blouse buttons, and she shrugged the garment off of her shoulders. It allowed her tits to swing completely free. There was a murmur in the room, including from the dancers. Next her hands found the button on the side zipper of her skirt. Then the skirt joined the blouse, which Cleo had taken and put into her bag. Finally, after a nod from Cleo, Beth put her thumbs inside the lace waistband of her pink nylon panties, and they too were off.

Beth was completely tingly. What more could she have thought up herself for the kind of submissive thrill that was becoming so important to her. Here she stood, the only white woman at a party of African American girls, she was at first dressed like slut, a whore, and now she was completely naked, except for her 'fuck me' shoes and the dog collar around her throat.

"Dance, sweet Beth?" The liquid chocolate voice was Deedee's. Beth went to Deedee and put her arms around the taller black woman's neck. She nestled her face in Deedee's shoulder and they swayed to the music. Cleo looked pleased. The room was still buzzing with the sensation of Beth's stripping naked. Even as they danced in the now crowded dance area, hands snaked out and patted Beth's naked ass. Sometimes there was a pinch. Beth lightly squealed into Deedee's ear, as she was accosted this way. She was also afraid that she was leaking her own juices down her leg, she was so turned on.

"My office tomorrow at 10:00 AM, you understand?" Deedee said.

"Yes, ma'am, Ms. Deedee, of course I understand. This White Pussy won't fail to be there."

"My, my, Bethie," Deedee laughed into Beth's ear, "You do seem to love this so."

"Yes, I do; I know. I don't know if it's a shame or if it's the ultimate sensation. I get so confused." Beth admitted.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself now, girl," Deedee said, "You just keep that in mind, hear?"

"Yes, Mistress Deedee, I hear," she answered.

When the dance was finished, Deedee and Beth went back to where Cleo was waiting and smiling.

Cleo spoke up to Deedee: "We're going to play some cards in the back, want to join us?"

Deedee grinned: "Wouldn't miss it, love."

They went to the back of the building to separate room together. Beth followed them, her naked ass cheeks rolling wit the pleasure of being naked among them. When they got into the room, there were four of them plus Beth.

"Here's the game," Cleo said, "We'll play some poker with Lipstick Branding forfeits."

"Oh, no," one girl shot at Cleo, "You're just designing to get my luscious lips on your black ass. No way, girl!"

Cleo laughed at that. The others smirked but waited for Cleo's answer.

It came quickly: "Why the fuck do you think we've got White Pussy here for, girl? She gets to put her ruby red lips on each of the forfeits."

"Cool!" was the general answer. Beth paled a little bit and then reddened up a great deal. The others smiled. Deedee grinned at Beth and winked. They had, at the beginning of the game, Beth remain in the corner of the room; she was told to squat and splay her knees outward. She squatted there with her hairy pussy exposed, and was actually panting.

From that point on there was a kind of festive atmosphere in the room, as the card game progressed. The first to win, and direct Beth about where to 'kiss' her was the shiest of the group. To boos and some catcalls, she directed Beth to put red lipstick marks on her neck. Beth crawled to her and did as she was told. They demanded that Beth put her arms around the girl to make the lip impression. She did as she was told. The contact made Beth hornier than ever.

It got interesting immediately after that. Cleo won, and directed Beth, who had freshened her red lipstick, to put red lip marks on her right tit. She held her hands up, grinning at Beth, who herself was smiling, as Beth lifted the stretch, strapped black shirt from her, exposing her bra. Beth then reached around with her head now on Cleo's tits and released Cleo's bra. The rules were that once you were stripped for a kiss or lipstick brand, you couldn't put that article of clothes back on. Beth nuzzled the right nipple in front of her mouth. Cleo crooned with Beth's kissing and sucking.

They went in a series then. The shy girl got her nipple branded also. Then it was Deedee's turn; she finally won a hand. She told Beth that she wanted the lipstick brand right on her mouth. Beth crawled to Deedee, again feeling a spike in the heat between her thighs. She leaned in and pressed her red mouth to Deedee's. She opened her mouth and let Deedee's tongue take possession of her mouth. She knew that she didn't really dare to insert her tongue into Deedee's mouth first. There were more catcalls with this.

The fourth girl finally won a hand, and demanded that Beth kiss her ass cheeks. Beth crawled over to her, to take her pants down and put bright red lip marks on her naked ass. They all clapped. Cleo had Beth work on her armpits then. And it went that way generally.

Beth's first real thrill came, when Deedee won again and wanted both of her nipples marked. Beth's hands were trembling as she unbuttoned Deedee's blouse and removed it and her bra. Deedee's breasts were smaller than Beth's but she had pointy and very sensitive nipples. Beth spent some time licking, then sucking and finally kissing the two lovely golden brown nipples, to leave her brand.

The fourth girl, being bold, got Beth to leave her lips imprints on her pussy and inner thighs. The shy girl got a lipstick print on her naked ass. Cleo, once she won again, directed Beth to now leave the lovely red lip imprints on her ass crack and the inner cheeks of her ass. Beth crawled to her and slowly removed Cleo's lycra stretch pants. Grabbing Cleo around the hips, Beth began by running her lips up one ass cheek crack and then down the other. There were 'oohs,' and 'aahs' at this. Then Cleo pushed on the back of Beth's head, and Beth responded by prying open Cleo's ass cheeks and planting her kisses on Cleo's actual asshole.

Then it was Deedee's turn and she caused Beth to blush a bright red by asking Beth to put the kiss now right between her legs, on her pussy lips. Beth knelt in front of the tall woman, and kept her eyes locked on Deedee's. She worked Deedee's pants down and off. Next were Deedee's purple, nylon panties.

Cleo called out at that point: "Make her use her teeth!"

Beth was stunned by this innovation and flooded with lust, as she used her teeth to bring Deedee's pretty purple panties down and off. Next she found herself nestled between Deedee's thighs, and proceeded to lick Deedee's pussy lips, then insert her tongue between them. She had Deedee humming, as she put big red lipstick brands on her pussy lips, covering them.

It was then that Cleo got a phone call. It was from James. Cleo said to the group that she was sorry to break up the party but James was ready for her and Beth, and since Beth was only a kind of loan from James, she had to go.

The group was disappointed but seemed jolly enough about it. Before they left the room, Cleo attached Beth's leash to the door knob and Deedee asked if she could talk to her. Beth remained by the door squatting on her heels with her knees splayed again, as the two of them conferred.

Deedee spoke quietly to Cleo. She told her that Beth was new at this **********, and that Cleo needed to make sure that she and James didn't hurt Beth that night or do anything that would seriously injure her. Deedee said it kindly but Cleo agreed that if Beth told them to end it, they would.

They agreed that Deedee would take Beth's car home, and that Cleo would take Deedee's car to pick up James, since it was bigger. They'd then take their own car and drop Deedee's car off at Beth's. Deedee also warned them to be sure that Beth was home in plenty of time to rest.

"Part of the rush of this kind of relationship," she said quietly, "Is that the woman with whom you're going to fuck around, and who's going to be happy to let you, is an administrator at a major hospital. That's a power trip. But make sure that she gets home in good time and that she can do her job tomorrow." Cleo agreed to this also.

Cleo led Beth out of the back room and across the bar and dancing part of the club still naked. There were more stares and comments. Cleo was grinning. Beth kept her eyes averted but could feel the heat generated in her pussy. It was such a powerful thing to be the only naked one there. To be available for anything that Cleo wanted to make her available for. This kind of trip was a heat producing one for Beth. It actually made her sorry that she hadn't come across people like James and Cleo before in her life. She was determined to make the most of it now, even if what was next for her was the 'pain party.'

Their arrangement for the cars worked well. James followed Cleo to Beth's with a car, and they gave Deedee, who was waiting for them, back her car. She hugged James and kissed Cleo 'goodnight'.

Without being prompted, Cleo said to Deedee: "Don't worry, Deedee, I'll remember what we spoke about.

"I know you will, Cleo, sweet," as she left them.

Back in the vehicle now, James and Cleo put the still naked Beth into the back seat. They had her lying down there. Before they put her into the car, however, James tied her hands behind her back.

"Ready for the next party, momma?" James asked Beth, as he slapped her ass, while she was getting into the back seat.

"Yes, sir," she said quietly.

In addition to the tied hands, the put a cloth over Beth's eyes to keep her in the dark, and put ear phones from an iPod in her ears. She was effectively out of it. The feeling of being a captive was simply serving to intensify Beth's sexual feelings. She was deeply into her ********** to these two and she found that she loved it.

They soon enough hauled Beth into a building that James and some friends used periodically for get-togethers and stuff. He knew they wouldn't be disturbed there. They led the stumbling, naked Beth into an inner room in the building. The light there wouldn't show on the outside.

Once they were in the room, they removed the blind fold, and the iPod ear phones. Beth stood in the middle of the room. She was naked except for her 'fuck me' shoes, and her dog collar.

Cleo spoke up to Beth: "You know, pussy, what we're going to do to you here?"

"Yes, Mistress," Beth said in a very soft voice. "You're going to hurt me now."

"Yes," Cleo answered with a smile.

Then James broke in: "Is my sweet tutor frightened?"

"Yes, sir," Beth admitted, "This White Pussy Girl is really scared right now. But I'm also really, really turned on by the idea."

James ran his hand down across Beth's cheek. He said in a kind of romantic voice: "Beth the high powered administrator is a pain pig."

Beth gulped but said to him: "Yes, sir," then turning to Cleo she added: "Yes, ma'am, Beth the high powered administrator is a pain pig."

"Good," James said then, "Come here."

He took beth by her tied hands, they were behind her back, and led her to a saw horse in one corner of the room. He untied her hands then. Next James pushed on Beth's back so that she was draped over the saw horse. Once he had her in that vulnerable position, James produced pieces of duct tape to tape her wrists to her ankles. Both he and Cleo looked with approval on the result. Beth was draped over the saw horse with her tits hanging down on one side and her ass pushed out and up in the air on the other.

"Now the party begins, White Pussy Girl," he grinned.

He took from the bag that he had with him both a wooden paddle and a riding crop with a piece of flexible leather at the end of it.

Turning to Cleo he said: "We use the paddle to make her ass red; say about 10 strokes. But then we use the crop to give her marks that will be there tomorrow. Which do you want to use?"

Cleo thought for a second or two and said to him: "You warm up her lovely ass with the paddle, then let me do some marking with the crop."

He stroked Beth's ass then and said: "Ready, pet?"

Beth's chin was quivering and there were tears in her eyes, even if they couldn't see it. She said to James honestly: "No, sir, but I want you to do it to me anyway. Please."

The next sound was first a huge splat, as the paddle landed on both of her unprotected ass cheeks and then Beth's accompanying squeal of pain.

James turned to Cleo and said: "Put something in her mouth to quiet her."

Cleo grinned and skinned her black lycra pants down and off. Then she removed her panties and pushed them into Beth's willing mouth.

"Suck on these, slut," Cleo said.

"Mmmmpppffff," was all that Beth could manage.

Then the next five minutes were a constant tattoo of the swish and splat of the paddle landing on Beth's ass. She wiggled; she squealed into the panty gag. But she couldn't get away from the lethal spanking that James was administrating to her ass with the paddle. Quickly Beth's ass was an astounding red color.

"Nice color, James,"Cleo said, once the tenth splat of the paddle had landed. "Now let me give her some stripes. Let's get her up. I'd like a more widely distributed target."

They got Beth up from her awkward position, and now tied her hands and looped the rope over a hook on a beam. She was stretched full length now; her hands and arms were above her head, and her tits were jutting straight out, the nipples hard as nuggets. There were tears running down her face. Cleo stepped in to lick the tears from Beth's face before continuing.

Cleo spoke directly into Beth's face: "Ready, girl?"

Beth tried to be brave and shook her head 'yes,' thought he tears were still on her face.

James laughed, "She might be a submissive slut but fuckin' bitch has courage."

Cleo grinned and said: "Let's do it."

Her first lash of the crop was on Beth's right thigh. Beth jumped like a marionette whose strings were pulled, and made a squealing noise into the panties in her mouth. Cleo grinned, and James grabbed Beth's naked ass cheeks to keep her from swinging on her ropes.

Next Cleo moved on to Beth's other thigh. Then she moved to land blows on Beth's already red and sore ass cheeks. Next it was the turn of Beth's pussy and crotch. James helped by holding Beth's legs wide apart with one of them up in the air. Cleo landed a number of smart, sharp blows from the crop directly on Beth's pussy. Beth writhed and shouted into her gag. Next Cleo was around in front of Beth again and with little hesitation she landed a blow from the crop directly on Beth's extended, and engorged left nipple.

All the while Beth was jerking on her rope, squealing and moaning into her gag. But the blow to her nipple was the final push that she had needed all night. She had had a constant series of approaches to orgasm and retreat from it. Now she simply tumbled into the sweetness of a powerful orgasm. She jerked and jumped on her ropes, even as her orgasm was merged with the next blow that landed on her other nipple.

Then Cleo was finished with the crop, and while Beth was still in the throes of her orgasm, James and Cleo each clamped a mouth over an injured nipple. Beth screamed into the gag, the panties that she continued to chew in her mouth, overcome by the orgasm and the attentions of James and Cleo.

Cleo cleaned Beth's face for her. She wiped away tears, snot, and dribble from Beth's red face.

She spoke to her quietly but with a kind of cruel smile on her face: "One more trick to go, White Pussy Girl, but of course we save the worst for last. But there's good news with the bad, Ms. Beth,"Cleo continued. "When we're finished with this next game then James is going to fuck you and you get to eat my pussy at the same time. You'll like that, won't you?"

Beth shook her head 'yes' to that. The two of them smiled at her.

Beth was trembling again these words. She watched wide eyed as Cleo removed from the bag a long lighter used for starting barbeque fires. Beth began to moan into the gag. Cleo then produced Beth's thin, nylon, pink panties and slid them on her, snugging them over her ass cheeks and into her pussy.

Then Cleo walked in front of Beth and flicked the lighter on a time or two. Beth's eyes never left the progress of the lighter.

"Now here's the game," Cleo said, "You see we've put these pretty pink panties back on you?"

Beth nodded 'yes' with her head; she still had Cleo's panties in her mouth as a gag.

"Well, darlin'," Cleo drawled, ,"You've got such a lovely crop of pussy hair that we'll just see that some of that hair sticks out at the leg band of the panties. Like this. See?"

Once she'd said that, Cleo reached a finger inside the leg bands of Beth's pink panties and pulled tufts of hair out to let it stick outside of the panties' leg bands. There were several tufts of pussy hair sticking out.

"So, sweets, the game is for us to take this lighter and burn off that unsightly pussy hair sticking outside of your panties. Sound like fun?"

Beth shook her head violently 'no' to that.

Cleo looked at her, and smiled at James: "Want us to stop?"

Beth shook her head 'no' again.

Both James and Cleo laughed: "What a fucking slut you are, Ms. Swinton!" James said.

Cleo turned to James and said: "Now you hold on to her, James. This might burn a bit."

Cleo grinned at the nearly naked woman hanging in front of her. "Ready?" she asked.

Again Beth shook her head 'no'.

Cleo lighted the lighter. Beth tensed; but James held on to her hips.

Cleo ran the flame lightly up the inside of Beth's thighs. Beth jerked and jumped, and squealed into her gag. Cleo continued. She slid the flame toward the pussy hair that stuck out at the panties' leg bands. She burned a tuft, and then another. Beth was squawking and jumping. It was all that James could do to hold her down. Cleo burned the last tuft of pubic hair, and then hesitated for a moment.

"This is the big finish, sweet White Pussy Girl," she crooned.

With that she ran the flame of the lighter over one stiff nipple and then over the other. Beth jerked about like a mad woman. Her nose ran, she slobbered, she cried, she hooted into the panties in her mouth, and then she pissed herself.

"Well, look at this," James said with feigned surprise. "The important administrator has actually pissed her pants."

Cleo put the lighter into the bag, and they took Beth down. Beth was gathered onto her hands and knees. James wasted no time in cozying up to her and pushing his nice sized cock into Beth's already sopping wet pussy. The gag was out of her mouth and Beth sighed a huge sigh, as James pushed home. She raised her eyes and saw Cleo sitting in a chair in front of her, leaning forward. Cleo's naked pussy was staring Beth in the face. This was a first for her but she lowered her face avidly into Cleo's crotch and began to lick and suck on the pussy offered there.

It didn't take them long to be in a heap together on the floor. Cleo moved first.

"Come, sweet girl," she crooned to Beth. "Put on your skirt and blouse and we'll get you home. You have to work tomorrow, remember."

Beth was as tired as she ever imagined. She went through the motions of dressing, and was grateful for Cleo's help. She was sore but she knew, deep within, that she'd really enjoyed it all. She was actually pleased to have found this submissive side of her.

When they got Beth home, they found Deedee waiting for them.

She came over to the car and said to James and Cleo: "You all go on home; I'll take care of her from here."

Neither James or Cleo objected. They thanked Deedee and left. Deedee and Beth moved into the garage.

Beth smiled a weary smile at Deedee and said quietly, almost shyly: "Deedee, I really appreciate you being here. It was kind of a long, hard day for me."

She thought a moment and said with horror in her voice: "Oh, dear! I really, really shouldn't be calling you Deedee, should I?"

There were tears now on her cheeks and her voice was being lost in a sob, as she sunk to her knees and kissed Deedee's hand.

"I'm so sorry for that, Ms. McWilliams; I really am. I forgot myself."

"Now don't you worry about that, sweet one," Deedee said, while stroking Beth's cheek and her hair.

Almost instinctively Beth wrapped her arms around Deedee, put her head on Deedee's shoulder and started to cry.

"You go ahead," Deedee said, "It's all overwhelming, I know. You just go ahead. You're so new at this ********** stuff. You let it out."

This had the effect of calming Beth. She smiled at Deedee, who was smiling broadly at her, and said: "Can I, may I . . .uh . . .invite you to stay over."

Deedee laughed: "You can and you may, sweet girl."

Then Deedee stepped back and said to Beth: "But we're going to have a transformation here. First of all, you're through with those two. They brought you in but I'm your journey. You understand?"

"But will they . . .?" Beth began.

But Deedee cut her off: "They won't; you can trust me on that."

Beth kind of hung her head at that point and said: "Oh, how nice."

"Next step," Deedee intoned to the waiting woman, "Is to make some changes. Take off that slut skirt. You don't need that any more tonight. We'll use that again sometime in the future."

Beth slipped out of the skirt, and handed it to Deedee.

"Fine, girl," Deedee continued. "Now take off that 'here are my tits' blouse. Between us you don't need to play that 'hide and seek' kind of game, unless I tell you to."

Then off came the blouse and Beth handed it to Deedee. Beth was getting simply swept up in this. She felt the heat in her pussy just like she had all evening long. She waited for the next instructions.

Deedee continued: "Now give me those 'fuck me shoes'. We'll save them for another time too."

Then the shoes were gone and Beth was left simply with her pink panties on.

"Now, Beautiful Beth, do you realize what we've done here? Do you see the change?" Deedee wanted to know.

"I'm not sure unless you instruct me, Mistress," Beth said with calm and clear certainty.

"Now," Deedee continued,"You're Beth the lover. Beth in her pretty pink panties. Beth with her curly, lovely pussy hair showing through those panties and saying 'hi' in its own sexual way."

"But you must be exhausted, my puss," Deedee continued. "Let's you and me go upstairs and put you into a hot tub before we put you to bed. To bed with me, that is," she concluded, beaming at the smiling Beth.

They went toward the stairs. Beth went ahead of Deedee. Half way up the stairs Deedee stopped Beth with a word.

"I just love watching that shapely ass of yours wiggle almost in my face. Has anyone ever put it into your ass?"

"No, ma'am," Beth said simply.

"Oh, I'll love doing that," Deedee enthused.

"Here," she continued, "Let's just pull these panties down so that I can watch your ass wiggle.

Deedee pulled Beth's pink panties down past her ass cheeks, and then let her go up the stairs. The sight was thrilling. At the top of the stairs Deedee leaned into Beth, grabbed her by the hips to stop her progress and planted a kiss on each ass cheek.

"That'll have to do until later," she said.

They went to the master bathroom, and Deedee had Beth sit down on the covered toilet seat, while the bath was prepared. Finally, it was ready, and Deedee had Beth sink into the warm, scented, bubbly water. She asked about any wine to *****, and went to fetch it, after Beth gave instructions.

When Deedee came back into the bathroom, Beth smiled up at her and said:

"This is so lovely! I just don't know what to say at all."

"Then don't say anything,'' Deedee said grinning.

Deedee went ahead then and using her hand and some soft soap, washed Beth. She cooed over Beth's bruises that could be seen. Finally, Deedee began to let the water out of the tub. She had Beth stand back and turned on the shower. Then, as Beth watched, she took her own clothes off, and stepped into the shower with Beth.

Deedee kept washing Beth, and making gentle noises about the bruises and burns on Beth's thighs, and around her pussy mound. She washed Beth's ass crack and in the process managed to stick a single long finger into Beth's asshole. Beth made a kind of simpering noise in her throat, and leaned back into the invading finger.

"Oh you're the real deal," Deedee said exultantly.

"But you're so battered, I think we'll just go to *****, love, and do some lovely, dirty things later, when you're feeling less sore."

"Please let me," Beth then said, as she took the soap from Deedee and began the process of washing her. She just loved Deedee's tall athletic body, the pointy nippled tits, the strong thighs and love, round jutting ass cheeks.

"You're like a goddess," Beth said to her.

It caused Deedee to laugh a rich, lovely laugh.

Then Beth was clinging to Deedee and she was crying again. "I just don't see what I've done to deserve your attentions," she began.

Then she surprised herself completely by saying, with a fervor that could not be denied: "I love you Deedee! I've kind of longed for you from afar for a long time, and I can't believe you're here."

"Hush now, hush, you lovely girl," Deedee said, holding Beth. "Deedee isn't going anywhere; you'll see."

Deedee put oil on Beth's bruises and burns before they went into the bedroom. Then they tumbled into bed and lay there both of them naked, in a tangle of arms and thighs. Deedee stroked Beth's tits before they drifted off.

Beth strained to look at the clock. It was 2:17 AM. She smiled because she'd been having such a wonderful dream. She remembered the dream with Deedee McWilliams and all. She moved just a bit in bed and felt the thigh and then the ass next to her in bed. It hit her like a bomb. It wasn't a dream after all. She was actually here and in bed with Deedee. She remembered then that she'd told Deedee that she loved her. But when she thought about that, she knew that it was a true sentiment.

Beth thought just for a moment. She was going to do something. The thought occurred to her that maybe she should cuddle up and do something loving. But that didn't seem right to Beth.

"No," she thought, "If I'm going to do something for Deedee, it needs to be something that a slave would do."

With that in mind, Beth knelt up on the bed and moved just a bit so that she was now kneeling between Deedee's outstretched legs. Deedee was lying on her stomach at this point. Beth didn't hesitate. She leaned down and began to run her tongue up one ass cheek at the crack, and down the other. She repeated this a few times. Then she reached down and, grasping Deedee's ass cheeks, spread them apart. She dove into the cleft of Deedee's ass with her tongue. She licked down one side of Deedee's ass cleft and then up the other. It was at this point that Deedee woke.

"Hmm," Deedee murmured. "What a way to wake up. What time is it?"

"Time for this slave to please you, Mistress," Beth said hopefully. "Am I?"

Deedee laughed. "I wake from ***** knowing that I'm in bed with a gorgeous naked woman, that I've wanted to be in bed with for a long time, then realizing that this gorgeous naked woman has her tongue licking my asshole, and you want to know if it's okay? " Deedee said. "Only don't stop now."

Beth's tongue was now directly at Deedee's asshole. She poked with her tongue and licked around the rosebud of Deedee's asshole, until finally she could insert her tongue a bit into Deedee's ass.

"Ohhhhhh," Deedee sighed.

"Unnnghhhh" was the only sound that Beth could make with her tongue poking at Deedee's asshole.

"Can I move you over now?" Beth asked politely.

Deedee moved so that Beth now had access to Deedee's pussy.

Beth bent her head down to the pussy that was offered, and ran her hands up to Deedee's tits and nipples, while her tongue invaded Deedee's pussy.

Beth licked her to an orgasm. In the throes of the orgasm, Deedee clamped her thighs around Beth's head and squeezed until Beth was faint.

They broke off giggling and ended in each other's arms again.

Deedee whispered to Beth, before they drifted of: "I have to leave real early, love, to go home and get read for work. But I'll see you at my office.

"Yes, ma'm," Beth said breathlessly, "10:00 AM."

Beth hesitated then and said: "I hope you don't regret this. I'm sorry to compromise this but I do love you, Deedee, I really do."

"Sorry doesn't come into this, my sweet pussy," Deedee said, kissing Beth good night.

Beth woke but she was alone in the bed. She heard the shower running, as soon as she was awake enough. She struggled out of bed, a little sore still, some bruises still but feeling particularly alive today. She went into the bathroom and saw Deedee's tall naked figure in the shower through the transparent door. Her movement in the shower made her pointy tits sway. It gave Beth heat feelings.

She opened the door and went to the smiling Deedee.

"The princess is awake," Deedee said.

"Well," Beth smiled in return, "At least the slave is, and now that she can put her mouth on the Queen's nipple, she's happy."

Beth did just that, gathering Deedee's nipple into her mouth and sucking, slowly at first but then with increasing vigor.

"My, my, the slave does that well," Deedee said. "I've got some time here; do you do other things well, slave?"

"Mmmmm," was all that Beth said through the cascading water, as she now slowly slipped to her knees down Deedee's front.

Next her mouth and tongue were buried in Deedee's pussy hair. Deedee widened her leg stance to accommodate Beth's licking and eating. Beth obliged her by inserting her tongue into Deedee's pussy and seeking out her clit. She was rewarded by a sharp intake of breath from Deedee. Beth looked up and smiled wolfishly at the tall black woman.

Deedee grinned in return. "Gonna spank you for being so bad, girl!" she said.

Beth grinned again: "Then I'll be worse," she said.

She turned Deedee around now so that she was leaning against the shower wall. Beth ran her tongue up Deedee's ass crack. She ran it up and down before she used her hands to spread Deedee's ass cheeks and delved into the crack of Deedee's ass to tongue her asshole.

"Yes, girl," Deedee said, "I do have time for this; yes I do."

Beth fingered Deedee's pussy and licked her asshole at the same time. She thought that she was getting better at the asshole licking. She could now ***** her tongue into Deedee's asshole more easily. Deedee came with a shout into the shower wall.

Deedee turned and gathered Beth into her arms under the water.

Beth looked at her and said: "I'm . . .I'm . . .well, you know what I am. I'm just learning it but I am really submissive."

"Yes, I know what and who you are, and it's what I need."

"I just want you to know that everything is your way, everything."

Deedee hugged her and said: "Yes, it will be. I'm going to have some treats in store for you. You'll like them, I think."

"If they're from you I will." Beth said, as they finished the shower.

Deedee got ready to leave and they had a quick cup of coffee. Deedee mentioned then to Beth that at work they'd be careful. That way whatever pleasures they did steal during work hours would be special.

Beth agreed. She also agreed that she'd only seek Deedee out, when Deedee called her. They wouldn't closely associate with each other. They simply didn't want problems at work.

After Deedee was gone, Beth was chirpy again. She set out her clothes for the day. It would be a short black a-line skirt, a frilly blouse, a soft beige bra that let her nipples poke out now and then, a matching pair of bikini panties, and heels. She had decided to wear heels that were four inches or higher from now on. 'The new Beth' was the way she thought it.

At work she got a phone call at 9:45 AM. She answered and a familiar voice said: "Hey, Beth, this is Deedee McWilliams up on three. Can I borrow you for a few minutes? There's something I think you can help us with up here."

"Hi, Deedee," Beth said, working to keep a catch out of her voice. "Sure, I'll be right there."

She popped her head into her bosses office and told her that they needed Beth up on three, and she'd be back.

She went, tingling even before she got to the elevator. As she approached Deedee's office, she saw Cassie Frame, a friend. She waved.

Cassie said: "Hey, girl," and winked at Beth as she walked by.

Beth knocked and was told to enter right away. She entered the office and stood with her back to the door. She was now tingling all over, her breath was shallow and rapid, she didn't quite know how to act or what to say.

"Well, girl," Deedee said smiling, "You look like you're in a regular state."

"I . . .I . . .uh . . .really don't know how to act here," she said honestly.

"Well at least come on in; I'm not going to eat you," Deedee grinned. Then she continued: "You might get to eat me though."

Then Beth giggled. "I'm sorry for being so adolescent here but I'm kind of out of my depth."

At that point Deedee came over to Beth and kissed her. The kiss was and open mouthed, wet affair. It gave Beth a chance let Deedee's tongue enter her mouth. When it was there, Beth sucked it like she wanted to own it.

"Better, my babe," Deedee said, "I have to start to teach you to not apologize about everything. Because we are so cool together."

"Yes, we are, Deedee," Beth admitted, "And it thrills me."

"I'm glad, honey," Deedee said. Then she turned kind of business like. He tone was different now.

She continued with Beth: "Stand here in front of the desk."

Beth hastened to obey. She was quivering.

"First," Deedee said with some severity, "What is that ring you're wearing?"

"Oh, that," Beth said with some chagrin, "It's only a cheapie that I bought for myself."

"Okay, give it to me;" Deedee ordered. "You wear a ring if I give you one. We'll go shopping for one."

Beth grinned, and handed the ring over.

"Now, tell me about the chain around your neck," was her next statement.

"It was a gift from a high school friend. She and I palled around together."

"Were you lovers?" Deedee wanted to know.

"Uh, no," Beth replied. "You are my first female lover."

"My, my you make that sound nice," Deedee grinned.

"Oh, it is for me; it is."

"So, give me the chain," Deedee said, "The same rule applies here. Clear?"

"Yes, ma'am, very clear."

"You see, puss," Deedee continued, "I want you clear of all that former stuff. This is going to be new, and I want you that way."

Beth nodded and said: "Yes, ma'am."

"There is something I want to do that is going to seal our relationship," Deedee then said to Beth. "In order for me to do that, I want you take your clothes off."

"Here? Now?" Beth said aghast.

"Don't ever hesitate to do anything that I tell you to do! I'll spank your ass for that one; do you understand?"

To accompany the 'I'm sorry, ma'am,' and 'I understand,' Beth already had her blouse off and placed over a chair in front of her. She moved quickly, smiling at Deedee who was staring at her intently; she unzipped her black skirt and it too joined the blouse on the chair. Next it was the bra's turn and finally, with no hesitation now, Beth slipped her beige panties and her shoes off.

She stood there, and she was really breathing heavily now. Deedee McWilliams, whom she had looked at, appraised, and actually drooled over for so long, had ordered her to strip naked here at work. She was afraid she'd cum standing there.

"Well, well, now," Deedee interjected then, "Here she is, our Beth, all naked and new and ready to be bought and paid for. Here she is."

While saying this, Deedee walked around Beth's naked body and just let her hands drift over tits, ass, nipples, pussy, thighs. It was an enlivening experience for Beth. It seemed almost like she was being created anew by the attention.

"Almost ready for an orgasm, bitch?" Deedee asked with a wicked grin, as though reading Beth's mind.

The comment almost pushed Beth over the edge with her orgasm. Then the door opened with a knock and Cassie walked in.

Deedee took it in stride, saying: "Put your hands behind your head, and wait."

Cassie looked over at Beth and grinned broadly. She said: "Looking good Bethie!"

Then she turned to Deedee and said: "Prime pussy here, Deedee."

"Yes, and definitely mine; she had her tongue lapping at my asshole at 2:15 AM and it was really fine."

Beth was struck by the openness between them. It only seemed to make her hotter. She had already decided that she was not going to fight these feelings. She just went with the dirty urges that she was feeling.

Cassie gave Deedee some charts, which she was carrying. Then she turned to Deedee and said: "Mind?"

"Be my guest; what pleases me pleases her."

"Generous," Cassie said.

Cassie Frame was a big woman, not fat, just big. She walked to Beth and walked around her looking her up and down, as Deedee had just done.

Beth discovered that she just loved being treated this way. It was a kind of 'I'm food, and they're looking me over to see how savory I am' fashion.

Beth didn't move her hands from behind her head. At one revolution, Cassie plucked a nipple and pulled on it. When it was extended, she pinched it. This got a 'yip' from Beth.

"You make such nice noises," Cassie said. She turned to Deedee and said: "I'd like to hear more."

"We'll invite you over sometime," was Deedee's answer.

"Well, boss," she said to Deedee, "I have to get back to work."

Before she left, she went back to Beth and grabbed a hand full of Beth's pubic hair. She pulled upward; it had the effect of getting another 'yip' from Beth and raising her on her toes.

Deedee laughed, "You know what that girl likes alright."

Cassie smiled at Beth, and waved at Deedee. As she walked by, she brushed her lips against Beth's.

She said in a husky voice: "I'm so glad that you're a cunt, Bethie, and Deedee's cunt at that." Then tweaking a nipple again, she went to the door.

"I'll see you're not disturbed," she said to Deedee.

"Thanks, pal," was Deedee's reply.

"Now it's time, sweet one," Deedee said with some authority in her voice. The bantering tone was now replaced by the tone that suggested that Deedee was, in fact, in charge here.

"Step into the bathroom," Deedee said.

She grabbed the naked Beth by the nipple and led her into the bathroom.

"Grab the sink and bend over," was Deedee's next command.

Beth did it immediately.

"Now, for hesitating to do what you were told," Deedee said, and in the midst of saying it she began to spank Beth's ass.

"Count them, cunt," Deedee ordered.

Beth winched, and shook from the severity of the spanking. But she counted them all the way up to the 15th and final. She was shaking and on the verge of tears, when it was finished.

"Thank you, ma'am, for the correction," Beth said. She wen to her knees and kissed the palm of the hand that Deedee had used to spank her.

"Now you watch," Deedee said.

With Beth looking on, Deedee removed her white nurse's over blouse. It was designed to come down to her thighs. She was wearing a soft white bra, which she removed then. Her tits were almost as big as Beth's.

"Ohhhhh," was Beth's appreciative comment.

It made Deedee grin, as she removed her shoes and then the pants of her uniform. She was left there wearing a pair of white, lacy boy leg panties.

"Oh god," Beth murmured in appreciation.

Deedee reached into a cabinet and came out with a bag. She opened it and, with wide eyed Beth looking on, produced a kind of harness with a black cock sticking out from it.

"This, babe, is my response to your licking my ass; you gave me a message of **********. Now I'm going to give you my message of acceptance."

Deedee brought a tube out of the bag. She rubbed some of the stuff from the tube over the head and length of the stiff dildo.

She smiled at Beth: "This is going into your ass, cunt! You got anything to say?"

"No, ma'am," Beth said in a quivering voice. "I just want to try to please you, ma'am."

"This will," Deedee said, as she spread some of the oil onto Beth's ass and ass hole.

Then she moved into Beth, standing immediately behind her. Beth felt her hot breath on the back of her neck. Deedee bit Beth in the back of the neck.

"It's comin', girl," Deedee breathed into Beth's ear, "It's comin' soon, and hard, girl."

"Oh, yesss," Beth breathed.

Then she made a noise in her throat as the head of the stiff black dildo was pushed into her ass, breaching the ring of her asshole.

"Ohhhhhh gggawwwwwwddddd!" Beth breathed. "It hurts, it hurts; I love this; love this; love this."

"Slut!" Deedee breathed at her.

"Yes, yes, that and more!" Beth answered, as Deedee moved faster and faster against Beth.

The dildo was plunging now in and out of Beth's asshole. It was rubbing Deedee's clit at the same time. The pain and the pressure brought Beth off in a crashing orgasm, and she was followed into it by Deedee quickly.

Deedee held her close, when they were both finished. The dildo still was in Beth's asshole and Beth pressed herself against the organ, in order to press against Deedee. Beth was simply transported. She would never have predicted any of this a month ago, three weeks ago. But she wouldn't go back for anything.

"Clean up, dress," Deedee said to Beth, giving her a lingering kiss.

Beth did as she was told. In a short while she was back in Deedee's office dressed. Deedee was back in her nurse' uniform.

"One more favor," Deedee said.

"Yes, ma'am,"

Deedee led her out of the office. No one particularly noticed but Cassie, who was grinning at them.

"We're off to see Diamond," Deedee said.

"Good luck," Cassie mentioned with a smile.

"Come with us and we'll confront the dragon," Deedee said smiling.

The three of them went off down the hallway to a private room.

As soon as they entered the room the man in the bed, a middle aged man with graying hair, called out: "It' the Divine Deedee and a court of gorgeous women! Come in! Come in!" He was very cheerful.

"Diamond, you dog," Deedee began, "What's this about you propositioning my nurses?"

"Oh, don't get snarly with me," he wheedled, "I just suggested to Sister Cassie here that she might enjoy giving me a blow job."

"What the hell am I going to do with you?" Deedee said with some exasperation.

Beth just looked on with an amused look on her face.

"Help me out here," he said, now whining. "A man gets restless here but he's still a man for all that."

He had Deedee smiling now.

He pressed his advantage: "Well, which one of you three lovely, gorgeous women will come over here and satisfy old Diamond?"

"Diamond," Deedee began, "This is going to be your lucky day. But if you continue to give us grief, I'm going to see that you get hurt. Do you understand that?"

"Yes, Deedee," he said fairly meekly but with a smile on his face.

Then Deedee, to Beth's surprise, turned to her and said: "Diamond, this is Pam from our accounting office, and the convenient thing is that Beth is a cock sucker."

Beth got red in the face, as Diamond stared at her.

"Foxy stuff!" Diamond said with appreciation. "When do I get it?"

Deedee now smiled at him: "We negotiate first, Diamond, this is a hospital, nothing is free!"

"Oh," he groaned, "So that's the way it is?"

"Yes, that's the way it is," Deedee said with finality.

All the while Beth was nervously standing and staring at Diamond.

"How much?" Diamond wanted to know.

"Blow job, $20."

"Outrageous!" Diamond fairly shouted.

"Okay," Deedee came back quickly; "Now it's $30; care to keep on going?"

Diamond leered at Beth, and asked: "Does she take her clothes off?"

"No," Deedee said quickly, "It's $50 for a blow job with her naked. And you've got exactly one minute to decide or we're out of here and you get nada!"

"Okay, ****, $50!" he said with some disgust. "Hand me my walled from that drawer."

Casssie got him his wallet. He removed a $50 dollar bill from it and held it out to Beth. She simply stared at Deedee.

Deedee spoke up to Diamond then: "What the fuck are you doing, Diamond?"

He regarded her with a question on his face.

"You pay me, you dumb *****" Deedee spit out.

"She a whore?" Diamond asked with some malice now.

Deedee slapped him. "Now it's $60, pig!" she said with emphasis.

"Okay, I'm sorry for calling your girlfriend a name. Here, $60."

Deedee took the money, and put it into her pocket. She turned to Beth and simply nodded. Cassi went to the door to make sure that no one came in.

Beth was fairly blown away by all of this. Despite Deedee's reaction to what Diamond had called her, she knew that Deedee was treating her like a whore. She didn't feel shocked by it; it seemed to push her buttons. She wished, somewhere deep inside, that there was a mark that she had to show that she was a whore or whatever Deedee wanted her to be. She moved her hand to the buttons on her blouse. She stared at Deedee, while to took the blouse off, handing it to her. She shrugged out of her bra, and handed it also to Deedee.

Diamond gave a low whistle, when he saw Beth's hard nippled tits.

With no hesitation now, Beth took her skirt off. She stood for a moment before the bed wearing only her heels and panties.

"Holy *****" Diamond said, "Is she ever prime!"

"You like," Deedee asked.

"I like" was Diamond's response.

Beth went to the bed and pulled the covers down off of the grinning man. His cock was already stiff beneath the hospital gown.

She went into action immediately. Lowering her head, she began to lick the inside of his thighs. It brought a groan from him.

When she reached up far enough, she took his balls in her hand and licked them. She covered all of the surface of his balls with her tongue before sliding her tongue up the length of his cock. When she got to the head of his cock, she licked down the other side.

Diamond was squirming on the bed now. Deedee and Cassie were smiling. Deedee moved up behind Beth and placed her hand on Beth's naked ass, as Beth knelt on the bed on her knees to give the blow job. Beth leaned back into Deedee's touch, as the head of Diamond's cock went into her mouth.

She alternated between sucking on the head, with her tongue licking around the base of it, and plunging the cock all the way into her mouth. She was able to take him all the way down into the beginning of her throat. Diamond was almost crazy now with lust as, Beth sucked on the underside of his cock. He came in her mouth.

Beth took all of his semen into her mouth, held it there for a second or two and then lowered her head to spit it out onto Diamond's belly. She looked into his face and said: "No swallowing! You called me a whore!"

She wiped her mouth on the sheet then, and got her clothes from Deedee, who caressed her face and said: "That's my girl!"

Beth was still inwardly quaking by the time she got back to her office. She was there only a short time, when she got a phone call. It was one she'd been speculating about, maybe waiting for but now it was troubling.

The voice on the phone told her with congratulations that she'd been chosen over a field of applicants to head the same department as the one where she worked for the huge state medical center across the city.

She was at a temporary loss for words. She didn't know what to say, beyond a simple 'thank you' for the message. She was told the details, a huge, raise for her, and the perks that would come with the new director's job. She was also told that this information would be forwarded to her by mail. But the woman calling had wanted the pleasure of telling Beth herself, therefore the phone call.

She hung up, and discovered herself troubled. She had known now for days that any relationship with Deedee McWilliams would serve as a complication to this potential new job. But she had been so sure that she really wouldn't get the job that it didn't seem to matter at all. Now it mattered.

She called Deedee's number. Deedee answered the phone.

"Deedee," Beth said quietly.

"Ah," Deedee answered, "It's Beth Swinton, how are you doing, girl?"

"Fine thanks, uh ma'am," Beth said.

"You don't need to on the phone, pretty lady," Deedee said.

"Oh, I see," Beth said, a bit non-plussed.

"What can I do for you and your department?" was Deedee's next question.

"Well," Beth said, "I was wondering if you'd care for a ***** after work?"

"What a nice idea," Deedee said. Then she continued, "Say 4:30 at McKinnon's?"

"Wonderful," Beth said.

Deedee cut in then: "Is everything alright?"

Beth answered, "Well, yes, it's just that there's something that I have to talk to you about."

"Good enough, pretty lady," Deedee said as she hung up.

Beth was nervous now.

Deedee was waiting for Beth at the door of McKinnon's, when she arrived.

"Hey, pretty lady," Deedee said.

"Hey, Deedee," Beth said, not really knowing now what to do.

Deedee solved the problem for her by moving to Beth for a quick hug, and a kiss to her cheek. It made Beth blush.

Deedee whispered to her: "I love it when you blush! And here I haven't even told you to take your clothes off."

Beth stared at Deedee with a kind of wonder before she said quietly in return: "I'd do it, I think."

Deedee laughed, "I know you would, you crazy lady. But it's one reason why you're my crazy lady. Well," she continued, "Let's get a *****, and you can tell me what the news is that is bothering you so much."

"Does it show so much?" Beth whispered.

"To me it does," Deedee said. "So, let's go."

They made their order and sat enjoying relative quiet in the back of the room of the small tavern. Beth didn't know how to do this; so, she just decided to go ahead with it.

"Deedee, I have to tell you that I've been offered the position of department head over at State. And I'm a bit conflicted but I really think I'm going to take it. I'm so sorry."

Deedee laughed. She leaned across the table and held Beth's hand.

She said cheerfully: "Why, hey Beth, darling, that's wonderful! What a great opportunity it is. Why in heaven's name should you be sorry?"

"Because you work here," Beth said quietly.

Deedee laughed again, "Only until I start my new position as head charge nurse at State."

Beth was wide eyed and open mouthed then. And then she cried. She got a hold on herself pretty quickly, and looked at Deedee with glistening eyes.

Deedee said to her gently: "The rumor around quietly is that your name was in the running. I didn't want to say anything to you about my plans until you knew."

Then with another laugh, Deedee said: "Hey what a pair we'll make!"

"Oh, oh," Beth now crooned, "I don't know how to tell you how pleased this makes me."

Beth looked over at Deedee and said very earnestly: "This thing, I uh . . . I mean us, it isn't only a kind of flash in the pan? I won't blame you but I need to know. I hope you understand the question."

"Of course I understand," Deedee said, "If I'm angry, which I'm not, then I'll spank you for making me angry, which I might soon anyway."

Beth blushed.

Deedee continued: "But this thing doesn't feel like a flash in the pan to me. I think we need to kind of cuddle it and enjoy it. Take it with us to State."

"Ohhhhh," Beth said. She realized that she sounded like a teen mooning over a new lover. But that's what she was doing.

Deedee looked at her watch; she said: "Hey, girl, I have to get going. I want to make sure that something that I'm involved in gets done. See you tomorrow?"

Beth nodded. Deedee leaned over and kissed Beth on the cheek before she left.

Beth went back to her office to finish up a few items that she wanted to get done. It was dusk by the time that she emerged and went to the day shift garage for her car. She was humming as she approached the car. As she got closer, she noticed three guys, african americans at the end of the garage near the car.

She stopped dead in her tracks, and groped in her purse for her can of mace.

One of them then sang out in greeting: "Hey, Beth, momma, how you doin'?"

Beth got a grin on her face then, when she recognized that they were the three guys that James had brought with him that last time they were together for the 'tutoring' in the conference room.

She went up to them without hesitation, and held her arms out. They came to her and she hugged all three of them. There seemed to be hands everywhere, as they entwined themselves together. A hand from each side slipped down from the small of Beth's back to cover her as cheeks from two different sides.

Beth enjoyed the feel of their hands and simply wiggled her ass to accentuate it.

One of them laughed: "Same fuckin' Beth."

She broke away with a smile and answered: "What's up, guys?"

"Comin' to see our favorite," one voice said.

"Lookin' good too," another said.

She did a fake curtsey for them and thanked them very much.

"But what's the plan?" she wanted to know from them.

"The plan is spending time with you, mamma!" was the answer that one of them made for the group.

"Spending time?" she said in a quieter voice.

There were emotions now surging within her. She thought of Deedee, she thought of her own immediate reaction to their being here, and she realized that she found this exciting.

"Sounds cool to me," she offered. "How's James?" she wanted to know.

"James is cool," they answered.

One of them said then: "We heard that you're with Deedee the Devine now."

Beth grinned, and nodded.

"Far out!" was the general comment now.

"But how about it, Bethie?" they asked her now, "You up for a party?"

"When?" she wanted to know. "Now?" she added.

Beth frowned. But they seemed to know exactly what was going on in her mind.

"Hey, momma, don't you worry about the Devine Deedee; she'd be the first to want you to party; I can tell you that."

"Think so?" Beth replied, not quite convinced.

"Know so," they assured her.

"I don't know," she said, more to herself than to them.

"If it's a problem, we'll talk to her and explain it ourselves," they offered.

"You will?" Beth brightened.

"Of course," they chimed in.

"Why not then?" she laughed, "I have few cool reasons to celebrate, so, let's celebrate then."

To emphasize her decision, she went to one of them and launched herself into a kiss. The kiss was an opened mouth, wet one. She had slid her arms around his neck, and could feel the hands of the other two running up the back of her skirt, pulling it up to expose her panty covered ass. As she continued the kiss, hands were feeling her ass inside of her skirt, and she was grinding her pelvis into the obviously hard cock of the kid in front of her.

"Hmmm, nice, momma," the kisser said.

"Shall we go?" she wanted to know.

"Let's get you ready first," voice said.

"Ready?" Beth said in a fairly quiet voice.

"Sure, momma," one of them said, "You don't think that we're going to let you get into the car with all your clothes on, do you?"

Then a thought struck Beth, and she asked them: "Are you going to hurt me?"

"Hey, babe," came the answer, "Don't you go getting us confused with James and Cleo; we're the lovers, not the hurters." As he said this, he brushed his lips across Beth's lips.

Beth darted her tongue out and licked is lips, as he did it.

"Oh, lovers," she said wistfully. "I don't think that Deedee would mind."

"Deedee would be definitely cool with this," came the answer.

Then Beth smiled a huge smile and said to them: "So, you're not going to let me into the car with all my clothes on?"

"No, babe, we're just not!"

That sent a shiver down Beth's spine. She knew that she was really going to do this, have this adventure. She'd explain it to Deedee herself. If there was going to be punishment, she might even like that.

The guys leaned against the car now, and waited for Beth to take her clothes off.

Then Beth surprised them. She began to hum as her hand went to the buttons on her blouse, as she continued to hum and began to do a little dance to accompany her stripping. Beth had been a dancer in college with a good amount of experience. She'd always fantasied about stripping. Here she was doing at least a version of it for them.

They began to laugh, clap and cheer, as Beth twirled and three her blouse to them. She made a move and, still humming, turned her back to them to let them see her hand snake up to the back of her bra and release the clasp. Now, when she turned the bra had slid off of her swinging tits and it too was thrown to them.

She stood in place now for a few moments and swung her shoulders and her hips. It caused her large nippled tits to swing from side to side. They were mesmerized.

But soon she diverted their attention to the movement of her hand to the button on the side of her skirt. The button was undone and the zipper lowered. But she danced now, still to her own music, with her hips flared. It held the skirt in place. But soon she straightened her legs and hips and shimmied the skirt to the ground. She took one step and then another. With the second step, she hooked the skirt with the tip of her shoe and kicked it at them.

Now she shimmied and shook in place wearing just her beige panties. (Beth inwardly giggled at the number of people who had seen her today in just her panties.

Humming and striding to the music, Beth moved up to where the three grinning guys were leaning against her car. She danced down the line in front of them; as she passed by, she took the guy's hand and placed it over her panties where her pubic hair was. Then she moved on to the next set of hands, sliding the former hands around the back to rest on her ass.

She made one more pass in front of them. This time, she hooked the hands inside the waist band of her panties. They got the idea and as she passed this time, the hands slid her panties down to just above their knees. She stood in front of them now; she was grinning and dancing in place, as she shook and wiggled her panties down to the ground. She kicked them up in the air, and one of the guys caught them.

Beth smiled at them innocently. She said: "Am I ready now?"

"Ready?" one of them said, "Momma, you're smokin'."

Beth moved to get into the car with them. One of them held up a hand and said to her: "No, sweet ass, you strut yourself down to the exit ramp and we'll pick you up there. We want to watch you walk."

Beth turned a was going to begin her walk to the exit ramp but one of them stopped her and said: "And put on these slut shoes." He held out to her a pair of black heels, the heels were over 5 inches high.

She grinned at them, and said: "Slut shoes for your slut?"

"Yes, momma," came the answer.

She gave them her more demure shoes and now strode off with her tits swinging her ass cheeks and hips in motion. They whistled and made cat calls at her.

She turned and wiggled her tits again for them. She called to them: "You're just trying to get me to give you each a blow job!"

"You got that, bitch!" one said.

Beth opened her mouth wide. She made a small group with three of her fingers and plunged the fingers into her open mouth. She smiled at them then, and said: "Well here's the mouth, come and get the cock sucking!"

She leaned provocatively against the wall of the exit ramp as they came for her. Then she nestled into the back seat of her car between two of them.

She grabbed a hard cock on either side of her, and said: "Let's go."

She gave them the garage card and simply leaned back against the seat rubbing the hard pricks under her hand through their pants.

They made relatively slow progress, since the driver was constantly looking in the rearview mirror at what was happening in the back seat.

Beth, settled in between the two young guys in the back seat, was breathing heavily and really into what was happening. She smiled at the thought of all that had happened to her, since the beginning of the tutoring program.

Her thoughts were broken by the kid on the right pulling her face toward him for a kiss. She met his lips with her own open, and wet. She let his tongue slide into her mouth and sucked on his tongue, when it arrived.

"Hey, momma," he said, once the kiss was broken, "You treat my tongue like it's a cock."

"Hmm," she mused, kissing him again, "You know what that must make me?"

He grinned, "Prettiest cock sucker that I've seen."

"Bet you're going to make me prove that before this night is over," she quipped.

"Got that straight, girl; gonna get you smoking my pipe, first chance I get."

"Ohhh," she crooned to him, "I like that."

Then her head was pulled the other way; the other kid in the back seat with her wanted some of the same kind of lip action that he was watching. He slid his lips to hers, and she met him, as she had the other, with her lips wet and open. She took his invading tongue and sucked on it in turn.

"Hmmmm," he hummed, once the kiss was broken, "You know how to do that, girl!"

"And that was only your tongue," she smiled at him.

Then she 'yipped', when the first guy leaned over and bit her right nipple.

"Ohhhhh," she said breathlessly, "That feels so good; please do it again."

He did, biting slightly at her nipple, while his companion in the back seat reached down between Beth's opened knees to feel her pussy.

Beth said to the nipple biter: "Please a little harder."

He accommodated her and bit her nipple harder than before. It caused her to moan deep in her throat, and shiver.

"Wet, man, really wet," the guy feeling Beth's pussy said.

"Gonna need to be wet for later," the nipple biter chimed in.

Beth interrupted the two of them in a moment or two to say: "You know this isn't fair; I mean, the two of you sitting back here with me all naked, and being mauled. And your poor friend gets to drive and only look on."

They reluctantly agreed with her and also agreed that in a few miles they would switch so that the driver could get into the back seat with her.

The did that. The driver nuzzled her ear, and said to her: "Hey, thanks for thinking of me."

"I try to take care of my friends," Beth answered.

Then she giggled from the sensation of the former driver licking her ear and biting her earlobe. His hand also strayed to her left nipple.

Meanwhile the guy on the other side now had his hand in Beth's wet, wet pussy. Beth was having a harder and harder time concentrating with the kind of attention that she was receiving.

The former driver then reached a hand under her thigh urging her to lift herself from the seat a little.

Beth did so, not really sure what it was that he intended. She squealed into his shoulder, as he moved his hand to her ass cheek and then, delving carefully, began the slow process of inserting his middle finger into Beth's asshole.

Once the finger went in, Beth grunted with the effort. She leaned to the right, and raised herself up so that she was balancing on only one ass cheek. The fingers then increased to two ******* themselves into her asshole. Beth continued to grunt and squeal and make almost ****** sounds, as she grabbed the guy to her right and kissed him furiously, while her asshole was being so hotly poked by the former driver.

"Ohhhhh, gawd but that feels good," Beth panted.

"You are so hot," the former driver whispered into Beth's ear.

"You are making me so hot," was her return.

It was then that the driver said to the two guys in the back seat: "Here's the lane."

They had pulled off of the road and come to a country lane that led to a private property in the back. The lights illumined the lane as it led straight between the trees toward a small rise. At the top of the lane, at the height of the rise, the road would take a left hand turn and go up a driveway to the home that was sheltered there.

The car stopped.

"We're here," the driver repeated.

"But why are we stopping here?" Beth wanted to know.

The driver turned around to her and said to her: "We want you to get out now. You walk up the lane to where the trees end. We're going to drive behind you, and just watch you walk.

"Oh dear!" Beth said, as she slid out of the car, and walked into the glare of the headlights.

She went up the driveway slowly. She made sure that she shifted her ass cheeks from side to side in an almost exaggerated fashion. The car crept behind her. Once she stopped and bent over from the waist as though to pick something up. She gave them that view of her ass for a minute or so, before she went on.

The three guys in the car, much like Beth, were getting hotter and hotter.

She waited for them at the top of the tree lined lane. They stopped and got out of the car. All three of them surrounded her immediately. She kept taking turns kissing them one after the other. Their arms were all entwined about one another.

One of them, to emphasize the moment, slapped Beth's ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed. "Please do that. It turns me on so much; just a little, little pain. Spank me; make me yours."

They answered quickly. One of them took Beth by the arm and propelled her toward the car. He pushed on her back so that she was now leaning over the hood of the car. She extended her hands as far up the hood as possible. She absorbed the heat of the hood through her tits and belly, as she felt the first slap land on her ass.

They were all slapping her ass, after the first moment.

"Oh,yes," she squealed

(Whack!)

"Please a little harder," she said next.

(Whack! Whack! Whack!)

Next one of them pulled off a belt and used the belt on her unprotected ass.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" she cried, as the belt hit her again and again.

Another had grabbed a small twig from the tree and was using it on her ass.

This got another "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" from Beth, who was now beginning to sob.

She turned to them and launched herself at them, kissing them one after another.

Two of them led her past the line of trees to where the drive way turned to the left. They waited. Then the driver of the car stopped and parked it there. He emerged from the car and was carrying something in his hand.

"Okay," he said to her, "Here's the way it will be. We're going to put this hood kind of blind fold on you."

"Blindfold, why?" said Beth somewhat alarmed.

"Because we say so," came his testy answer.

"Yes, yes," she immediately put in, "Yes, any way you say; I'm sorry to be so skittish."

They fitted the hood like garment over the top of her head. It came down to her nose, leaving her nose and mouth free. It was tied in the back.

"Oh," Beth laughed, "It leaves my mouth free."

"Yes," one of them said in answer, "We'll want to use that soon."

"Mmmmmmmmm," Beth answered.

She was positively being carried away by these three.

"This new sexual freedom that had been opened was certainly a constant turn on," she thought.

They led her by the hands and walked her up the driveway. They went carefully, and she carefully went with them.

There was a hand on her ass cheeks, as they progressed. She liked that. On each side of her one of them was leading her by the hand and playing with her with the other hand. One had a hand on her tit. The other had a hand buried in her pussy hair.

"You make it very hard to walk," Beth said gayly.

"Too bad," came the answer from behind, punctuated by a slap to her ass.

Her surprised response was a loud "EEEKKK".

They finally got her to the building, helping her to ascend the stairs to the building, whose door was unlocked.

They led her inside, and stopped, when they had her inside.

"Now what was it that you said about sucking cock?"

"Is that what I said," she said with mock shyness.

Then there was a hand on her shoulder pushing her to her knees. She felt a carpet beneath her knees and knelt there and waited. She didn't have to wait long before one of them was hitting the side of her face with his erect prick. She kept her mouth open hoping for a chance to capture the cock in her mouth.

"Ask for it," the voice came, as the cock continued to hit her cheeks, one after the other.

"Let me have it," she said quietly.

The cock continued to hit her cheeks.

"Ask for it nicely, damn it," the voice said now with some authority.

"Sorry," Beth said quickly,"Please, please you know that I'm a cock sucker. I sucked your cocks, when we were together at the hospital after the tutoring hours; please let me do this for you now. Put your cock in my mouth and then you can do anything you want with me. Please, though please."

The answer was the shoving of the cock that had been hitting her face into her open mouth.

Beth took the cock and reached for it.

"No, no," the voice said, "Hands behind your head."

She obeyed, and put her hands behind her head. One of the other guys grabbed her hands and held them in place.

She leaned into the cock and began to suck on it. It wasn't too large for her to take all of it into her mouth. She relaxed into a head bobbing kind of motion, the classic motion of the gobbling cock sucker. She had him grunting soon enough. Then he filled the back of her mouth with his cum. Beth swallowed eagerly, and was pleased when the next cock was presented to her. She opened her mouth and kept her hands clasped behind her head for him.

This cock was about the same size as the first one. He held her head as he began to plunge into and out of her mouth. She held still for him to do the work of fucking her face. He came pretty quickly, again giving her a mouth full of cum. She swallowed his load also.

Then came the third one. This one had a longer, and fatter cock.

"I want your throat," he said to her.

"Yes, sir," was her immediate answer.

She opened her mouth wide to accommodate the largeness of this next prick. He held her head also to be in charge. He worked slowly but surely to get his cock past the back of her mouth and into the beginning of her throat. Beth had practiced with James and was able to relax and let him do what he wanted. He pulled out a few times, only to plunge back in all the way. It caused a grunt from her throat.

"Hey," one of the voices said, "Momma, you make the sexiest ****** throat noises."

Beth thanked him but had her mouth too full of cock to actually say anything that made sense. Then he was cumming down her throat, and she was working at trying to cope with it and swallow what was offered.

The gave her a few moments to rest, and then they drew her to her feet. They surrounded her again, as they had on the road near the driveway. Now she felt a hand again working on her asshole, she leaned her ass back to greet the hand. Another hand was at her pussy, and rummaging around in her pussy hair. The third pair of hands were fastened onto her nipples, and was pulling and twisting them. Beth's groans this time were buried in the mouth of the one kissing her. She moved from one set of lips to another,.

Then one of them got into position on the floor. The other two lowered Beth to where he was lying and waiting for her. He had lubricated his cock and opened her ass cheeks as she was lowered to him. Slowly they led Beth to be impaled with his cock in her asshole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she said, as she sunk down onto the prick that was waiting for her asshole. She wiggled her ass to get through the pain and become truly implanted on the waiting prick.

Beth lay back against the kid on the floor. Then she felt another of them slide in so that she was having her pussy fucked, while the other was still working on her asshole. She sighed a great sigh.

Finally, the third kid grabbed her head, while standing in front of her and pushed his cock into her mouth.

Beth was filled. She'd hardly ever known a sensation like it. They all worked and bucked at fucking her. She didn't know which hole to pay more attention to. In a few minutes, they surprised her by changing positions. The one from her ass went to her face, the one from her face went to her pussy, the one from her pussy went to her asshole.

They kept doing this and re-establishing themselves until they were simply driving her crazy. At one point she simply collapsed into an orgasm and only went on with the fucking because they held her in place and ****** her to.

This kind of fucking went on for about 20 minutes, when finally they collapsed in a heap. They stayed there and rested for a few minutes.

Beth felt each of the guys disengage himself from her. She was presented with each of their cocks in turn to clean with her mouth. She gladly complied.

"Hey, thanks, guys," she said to them.

She could hear them re-arranging their clothing. She was mystified.

"What now?" she wanted to know.

"Here's what you do; now listen," the voice said.

"Yes, sir," she answered, "I'm listening."

"You wait until you hear the car start; then you take off the mask."

"You're not . . .you're not going to leave me here?" she said in a frightened voice

"Did you hear what I told you?" he wanted to know, his voice near the door now.

"Yes, sir," I wait until I hear the car start, then I take off the mask.

"Please," Beth said but she realized that they'd already left her.

She heard the car start, and took off the mask; she was hoping that they were waiting for her. But as soon as the mask was off, and her eyes got used to the light, she saw Deedee McWilliams sitting across the room, and smiling at her.

Beth sighed a huge sigh, and the tears ran down her face. She never got up; she just crawled from where she was to Deedee. When she got to Deedee, Beth buried her face in Deedee's laps.

Dee stroked Beth's hair,and said in a kind of cooing voice: "That's my girl, that's my dove; that's my sweet pussy."

Beth looked up at Deedee. She said quietly: "I told them that I really should ask you first."

"I know, love," Deedee said, "They called me and told me. You see, I wanted to see you gang banged."

Beth grinned, "Did you like it?"

Deedee pulled Beth to her feet, as she stood herself, She pushed Beth's hand down the front of her linen pants, and said: "Feel for yourself."

"Oh, wet," Beth said slyly. "Can I taste that?"

"First we need to punish the girl," Deedee said with a smile.

"Punish?" Beth said with a little wonder.

"Punish," Deedee said. "You were fucking those guys."

"Yes," Beth said then, "Punish."

"Come with me," Deedee said.

She led Beth into the downstairs bathroom of the big house. She ordered Beth to sit on the toilet. Beth did as she was told. She just watched then as Deedee unbuttoned her linen pants and slipped them down and off. Next she slipped her panties down and off.

Beth looked up and grinned, as Deedee put a leg on either side of Beth's head to get her own pubic hair lined up with Beth's mouth.

"Open," Deedee said, "Bad girl."

Beth answered by covering Deedee's hairy pussy with her whole mouth. She gulped constantly as Deedee pissed into her mouth. Deedee continued until she was quite finished, Beth was smiling at her radiantly.

"Bath time," Deedee said then.

She led Beth to the bathtub and filled it with hot water. She held Beth's arm to guide her into the tub. Then she took the soap and began to give Beth a bath.

Beth put her head back and simply enjoyed it.

"Gee,"she said, "I could get used to this."

"Yes," Deedee answered, "Especially if you and I buy a new house together closer to state hospital."

"Do you mean it?" Beth said, jumping up and hurling her arms around Deedee's neck, getting her all wet in the process.

Deedee was laughing. She said: "Yes, I mean it. We could sell your house and my house and be able to buy something nice. Don't you think?"

"I think that I love you," was Beth's answer, "And, yes, we could do that; so, lets."

"Okay, now sit down, bath time; or I'll spank you."

"Oh," Beth replied, "Then maybe I'll just stand here."

"And maybe I'll do this!" Deedee said, slapping Beth's ass really hard.

"Them maybe I'll just sit down," Beth said and lowered herself into the tub.

Deedee washed her then. Beth just luxuriated in the bathing. She paid attention to Beth's hard nippled tits, her wet pussy, trying to get the cum off of her. She washed Beth's ass also.

When she was finally done, Deedee held a towel out for her, as Beth stepped out of the tub. She dried her all over.

Then she led Beth into the master bedroom.

Beth turned to her and said: "By the way, whose house is this anyway?"

"Mine," Deedee smiled. "It's our summer place."

"Oh, how nice," Beth grinned, "Our summer place."

In the master bedroom Deedee had laid out a pair of smokey gray thigh high stockings for Beth.

She sat on the bed to put them on. Next was a pair of black, nylon panties. They were bikinis with black lace. They were transparent, and showed Beth's pussy hair clearly. What followed was a wispy, soft bra, that pushed Beth's tits up and let her nipples show.

Beth put on some lipstick and a little eye make up, and then turned to Deedee. She had changed and was wearing now another pair of linen trousers and an over blouse.

"You look so lovely," Beth said.

"You look so edible," Deedee said.

"Can we prove that statement?" Beth wanted to know.

"Yes, we can, but first there's a gathering of friends that we're going to."

Beth grinned and quipped: "Is this all that I get to wear?"

"No, silly," Deedee said, "There's also this."

She had a black velvet collar that she put on Beth that had a single diamond dangling from it.

"Oh, Deedee, you're going to make me cry."

"Don't you dare," Deedee said, mocking severity as she said it. "You'll ruin your eyes."

"I'll carry a skirt and blouse with us, if you need them."

Deedee gave beth also a black raincoat to wear.

They drove to the party. It was only women. A number of them were from the hospital. They were surprised to see Beth there. Especially surprised to see Beth there with Deedee.

They were greeted by the party's host. She was the first assistant administrator at the hospital. She greeted Deedee with a kiss to the cheek, and held out her hand to Beth to welcome her.

"My it's good to see you at this party," she said.

"Thanks,Marjorie," Beth said, "I'm glad that Deedee asked me.

Just then Deedee said to Beth: "Here I'll take your coat."

Deedee slipped it off of Beth's shoulders. Marjorie's jaw dropped. All conversation in the room stopped.

Then Marjorie grinned: "I'm really sorry that you're leaving us for state. And I'm really glad that you're here tonight. Maybe we can see more of each other later."

Beth smiled: "I'd love that, Marjorie but, you know, I only do what Deedee tells me to do."

Marjorie grinned and winked at Deedee. "Of course you do, of course you do." she said.

Then to Deedee she said clearly: "How come you're so lucky?"

Just then, as Deedee put her arm around Beth's waist and let her hand stoke Beth's naked ass, Beth said to herself: "This is going to be fun!"

suite....

"I have a skirt and blouse for you too, if you need them." Deedee said.

"I love this, Deedee!" Beth said, fingering diamond and the velvet collar.

Deedee also had a black raincoat for Beth to wear.

They drove to the party. It was only women. A number of them were from the hospital. They were surprised to see Beth there. Especially surprised to see Beth there with Deedee.

They were greeted by the party's host. She was the first assistant administrator at the hospital. She greeted Deedee with a kiss to the cheek, and held out her hand to Beth to welcome her.

"My it's good to see you at this party," she said.

"Thanks, Marjorie," Beth said, "I'm glad that Deedee asked me."

Just then Deedee said to Beth: "Here I'll take your coat."

Deedee slipped it off of Beth's shoulders. Marjorie's jaw dropped. All conversation in the room stopped.

Then Marjorie regained her composure and grinned: "I'm really sorry that you're leaving us for state. And I'm really glad that you're here tonight. Maybe we can see more of each other later."

Beth smiled: "I'd love that, Marjorie but, you know, I only do what Deedee tells me to do."

Marjorie grinned and winked at Deedee. "Of course you do, of course you do." she said.

Then to Deedee she said clearly: "How come you're so lucky?"

Just then, as Deedee put her arm around Beth's waist and let her hand stroke Beth's almost naked ass, Beth said to herself: "This is going to be fun!"

Deedee took Beth by the hand and led her around the room. There were a number of women there apparently in pairs. Deedee received hugs from many of the women.

Invariably, when introducing Beth to any of the other women or pairs of women in the dimly lit room, Deedee said:

"This is Beth Swinton," then she'd hesitate for a few seconds, while the people to whom she was talking took in Beth's near nakedness, and Deedee added then:

"She's mine!"

Beth smiled, and preened each time that Deedee said it. Once they had circulated and each had a glass of wine, someone put some music on and various couples began to dance.

Deedee and Beth were standing and enjoying a glass of wine, Deedee had a proprietary hand on Beth's panty covered ass as Marjorie walked over.

"Um, Deedee," she asked, "Mind if I take your beautiful lady for a dance?"

Beth just looked up at Deedee and smiled.

"Well, Marjorie, let me waltz her around just a bit first, then I'll loan her out," Deedee answered.

"Fair enough," Marjorie said, "And dressed the way that she is?"

Deedee laughed, pleased at Marjorie's appreciation of Beth, "Or with less on, if the whim hits me!"

Beth blushed, and put her arm around Deedee, who said to Marjorie:

"She blushes, can you believe it? She lets me dress her like I bought her off of the street; and she blushes; Marjorie, this woman is a class act!"

"She is that," Marjorie said, "Who would have guessed it from the various and sundry department meetings?"

"Oh," Deedee said, "I knew it all the time; I was just fortunate that fate brought her my way exactly when it did." Then she looked at Beth and said:

"Come on, pussy, dance with me."

"Pussy!" Marjorie sighed.

When Deedee had Beth on the dance floor, she held her close and said:

"I'm going to let Marjorie dance with you; she's an old and good friend and has helped me any number of times. We were lovers once but two doms like us weren't a good mixture but she's the best. Really encouraged my application at State, and was in my corner all the way. Be nice to her, babe."

"I promise, m'am, that I will," Beth said.

"It gives me such a kind of thrill to hear you call me that," Deedee said.

"As much, I hope, as it does for me using that kind of title for you," Beth replied.

Then Deedee asked:

"How's my girl?"

"Living a dream!" Beth said, "Just a dream." She thought a bit and went on:

"I can't believe all the changes that have taken place in such a short period of time. I mean, life was fine, just fine. No real passion but the job was everything. Then the thing with James occurred and I just let myself go into it. It was the realization of one of my fantasies, after all."

"Just one?" Deedee asked.

"Yes," Beth said and then whispered softly to the taller woman:

"You were the other!"

"How nice!" Deedee said then.

"Yes, you were my closely guarded secret, my secret lust. I hardly even allowed myself to think about you, when I was alone in the dark."

"And you're not alone in the dark anymore, sweet angel!" Deedee said, running an appreciative hand down over Beth's ass cheeks.

"Oh, I know," Beth answered.

Her voice became apologetic then and she said to Deedee:

"Deedee, honey, I'm sorry if I seem to be adolescent about this, I mean about you, us; it overwhelms me at times. I was just so afraid to acknowledge my thing for you. Didn't know if I wanted to be a lover of women or not."

"And do you?" Deedee asked.

"Oh, I want to be a lover of you and of anyone that you want me to be!" Beth said. "Whenever you need pocket money, you set it up and I'll earn another $60 for you!"

Deedee hooted then and hugged Beth close, kissing her and licking her ear:

"Beth Swinton," she proclaimed into Beth's ear, "You are delicious! Just delicious."

"I heard that," Marjorie said, "What was that all about?"

"Oh," Deedee laughed, "You know diamond, on my floor?"

"Know him," Marjorie snorted, "I'm about the only woman that he didn't proposition."

Deedee and Beth laughed, although Beth blushed again.

"Okay, a story," Marjorie said, "Tell!"

Deedee went into the story about telling Diamond that Beth's name was "Pam" from accounting and she was a cock sucker. Then she went on to tell about the $60 blow job.

Now it was Marjorie's chance to hoot.

"But there's more,"Deedee said and then went on to talk about Beth spitting the cum out on Diamond's stomach and saying: "No swallowing! You called me a whore!"

The telling of the story ended with all three women laughing about it.

"Hmm," Marjorie said, "$60 for a blow job? What do you charge for other stuff?"

Beth blushed again.

"Wonderful!" Marjorie said. "At this party with us, almost naked, the absolutely hit of the room, the talk of the group and she blushes!"

"Am I lucky or am I lucky?" Deedee asked, grinning and putting an arm around Beth.

"But my question," Marjorie persisted, "What else do you charge for?"

Beth answered quietly:

"I only charge for what my Mistress wants me to charge; and I do whatever she tells me to do."

Marjorie hooted again and said: "Watch out, when you use the word 'whatever'."

"Puss babe," Deedee said, "I don't think that she believes us."

Marjorie gave them a challenging look, and Beth spoke up and said:

"Forgive me for talking out of turn, ma'am,"

"That's fine, love," Deedee said, "I'll spank you for it later."

"Thank you,"Beth said and Marjorie just shook her head, when Beth went on:

"Mistress, they have a ladies' room here; don't you have to go?"

She gave Deedee innocent eyes, and Deedee laughed and said:

"You're right, you dirty girl! Just right!" She turned to Marjorie then and said:

"Come with us, and we'll show you."

"This I can't wait to see," Marjorie said.

She followed them across the floor closely.

They went into the ladies. It was a bathroom with one stool. The three fit in the room just fine. Beth immediately sat down on the toilet, and waited.

Deedee grinned at Marjorie and began to unbutton her slacks.

"I don't believe you!" Marjorie said, realizing the what was about to happen.

"Just watch," Deedee said. "She's my love, my sweet dove; this is what 'whatever' means to us."

By then she had her slacks off and, as Marjorie watched with appreciation and Beth watched with a combination of love and lust on her face, Deedee slipped her panties off also.

When she was naked from the waist down, she moved over to where Beth was seated and arranged herself, with Beth slouching a bit; she put one long leg over Beth's left shoulder and cozied her pussy up to Beth's mouth. When Deedee was in position, she said:

"Now you step over here, Marjorie, to see what I mean by our 'whatever'; we want you to witness this. Before we do this, love, anything you want to say?"

Beth looked up at Deedee, she snaked a tongue out and licked at Deedee's pussy hair and lips and said simply: "I love you, Deedee; when I say 'anything' I mean 'anything.'"

"I know, sweet angel," Deedee said, and grasped the back of Beth's head to pull her face in close and began to piss into Beth's open mouth.

Beth drank it down and made moaning noises in her throat.

"Fuck me!" Marjorie said in surprise. "She looks like she loves it!"

"She loves me, which is better!" Deedee said.

When Deedee was finished peeing, she moved away from Beth, but Beth held on for a few seconds in order to lick at Deedee's pussy and clean it.

Marjorie was staring, simply staring.

"A few things," Deedee said to Marjorie then.

Marjorie answered: "I thought there would be."

"First, Marj, if I do loan her to you, she only does that for me, no one else!"

"Got you!" Marjorie said.

Beth shot Deedee a glance of pure love at that point.

"Second, if I do loan her to you, I will be there all the time; I don't want my babe hurt by your enthusiasm."

"Good idea," Marjorie said then.

Marjorie tested then:

"Doesn't she get a say?" she asked.

"Beth, love?" Deedee asked.

"Only Deedee gets a say!" Beth said with finality.

Marjorie smiled: "Looks like you won the lottery, Dee!" she said.

"I sure did," Deedee answered.

"Questions," Marjorie said then. "Can I tell people about this? I mean the girls?"

"Yes," Deedee said,"But tell them that I said it's 'in house' and they don't want to fuck with me by blabbing. We all have reputations here."

"Agreed!" Marjorie said. "How soon can I use her?"

The word simply went through Beth! They were talking about her, about 'using' her. She always dwelt in a world where she was competent and good at what she did. She always, however, wanted to dwell in a world where she was used as well, where she was almost property but property of someone who truly loved and cherished her. She never thought to achieve this goal, never, and they, co-workers, women who knew her work and appreciated her for her work, were now talking about 'using' her. She was simply transported by it.

"One thing more," Deedee said, "None of this gets around and hurts Beth's reputation at work."

"Just like me!" Marjorie said, "I can never say 'thank you' enough to you for keeping a lid on my 'reputation'; it'll be fine."

"Thanks, Marj," Deedee said.

"I need to claim a dance now," Marjorie said.

"Go to it, girl!" Deedee said.

"Shall I behave?" Marjorie asked, looking first at Beth but then actually asking Deedee.

"She'll be disappointed if you do," she said, "And I'll be surprised!"

"Well," Marjorie laughed, "I'll at least act in character then!"

"Please do," Deedee said.

Marjorie took Beth by the hand and led her to the dance. Just as they were parting, Beth captured one of Deedee's hands and kissed it.

"You two seem to be the real deal!" Marjorie said to Beth.

"Oh, I hope so!" Beth said, "I've certainly been swept off my feet."

Beth, a large woman, big hipped, large tits but amazingly lithe for all that, enfolded Beth in her arms for the dance.

"You have turned out to be the surprise of the party," Marjorie said.

"Thank you," Beth answered softly.

"I need to hear about this obvious transformation," Marjorie said next.

"Please ask Deedee," Beth said.

"You're really serious about this!" Marjorie said, with some wonder.

"I am;" Beth answered, laying her cheek next to Marjorie's in the dance. "She's way beyond wonderful to me."

"Speaking of wonderful," Marjorie said, letting her hands now wander down Beth's naked back and come to rest on her plump ass cheeks. "This is what's wonderful."

"My, my, you're prime!" Marjorie said. "I can't believe it; you were always there; always on the ball; always competent; always the 'go to' person for projects. I never, ever suspected you of being so hot."

Beth pulled her head back and just grinned at Marjorie then. Marjorie snaked her tongue out and licked Beth's lips. Beth continued to grin at her. It was then that the dance ended. They walked back to where Deedee was waiting.

Looking around the room then, Beth noticed that among other couples in the room there were various women who were almost undressed, as she was. It was obvious that her appearing almost naked had given others the courage to be that way too.

"Looks like you have most of the room under your spell," Marjorie said. Then added:

"Thanks, Deedee, for the dance; she's a babe, she is."

Deedee grinned, and said: "I remind myself of that just about every day these days."

"Say," Marjorie continued: "I asked her about this transformation that she underwent. She said that story could be told but only if you said so. She's amazing!"

"You noticed that," Deedee said, and Beth blushed.

"Well, why don't we go out for a ***** and you can have the story but, honey, I want to tell you one thing; we're still young lovers here, and tonight I want this cunt all to myself!"

"Selfish!" Marjorie hooted, then said: "I don't blame you. But it's a deal."

They decided, after just a little longer, to go out to a lounge for a *****. Marjorie wanted to hear the story. Beth dressed in the skirt and blouse that Deedee had brought for her.

"I know it's necessary," Marjorie said, "But it's a shame!"

"Well, keep in mind that we've promised to come knocking on your door one fine day," Deedee said.

"I'll hold you to that," Marjorie said.

"I'm as good as my word," was Deedee's reply.

"That I know," Marjorie said.

The three of them settled back into a booth and a waiter came to get their order.

Deedee made a clucking noise with her tongue, when he'd walked away.

"Yummy!" Deedee said.

"That's right," Marjorie said almost scornfully, "You swing both ways."

"We both do," Deedee said light heartedly, "And my Bethie and I are gonna get ourselves laid real soon! You can bet on that."

"Disgusting!" Marjorie said and Beth giggled.

"You like that idea, Bethie?" Deedee asked.

"Love it!" Beth answered, "Maybe come back here and make this waiter's day!"

Marjorie snorted but Deedee laughed and said:

"You're right, love."

Then she got a smile on her face and said:

"Before he comes back, you pull your skirt up so that as he approaches the table, you're showing thigh and the crotch of your panties."

"Think he'll notice?" Marjorie asked.

"Think he's blind?" Deedee said to follow.

"You telling me to play is so much fun!" Beth said.

"Oh, here he comes," Marjorie said.

"Look at his face!" Deedee whispered. "Bingo!"

Beth had made the adjustment, as though the skirt had rucked up by itself. They were sitting in a back booth where only the waiter could see them. Beth moved her leg, as he approached, and as though she didn't notice and flashed him with the crotch of her black satin panties.

"Okay," Marjorie said, with fake exasperation, "If you're finished tempting the local cock, how about the story."

"Gonna get that cock, honey," Deedee said to Marjorie, "Gonna get him to shove that lovely thing up Bethie's ass, where I had my strap on."

"Oh, come on!" Marjorie said now, "Remember I going home alone!"

"Okay, sweets," Deedee said, and turning to Beth told her to tell Marjorie the story of the tutoring and what it led to.

When the story was finished, Marjorie sat as though in shock.

"That's one of the hottest stories that I've ever heard!" she said. "True?"

"True!" Beth said then.

They had one more round then and Deedee said that the two of them were going home. Deedee told Beth to give Marjorie a kiss, when they got to the cars, and Marjorie enfolded Beth into her arms for a passionate kiss. It left Beth breathing hard.

"There," Marjorie said, "See what a good friend I am; getting her stoked up for you!"

"You're a pal, Marj," Deedee said, taking Beth by the hand and leading her away.

They went to Deedee's place. Once inside, Beth gave Deedee a searching look and Deedee, understanding said:

"Take off the skirt and blouse; we're going to dance."

"Lovely," Beth said.

She stood in front of Deedee and began to sway, as thought to unheard music.

"Wow, look at you move!" Deedee said.

Beth continued, making the taking off of her blouse and skirt a major event.

"Didn't know that you could do that, Bethie!" Deedee said.

"For you I can do about anything!" Beth said.

"Yes, you proved that, sweet angel, with old Marjorie's challenge; weren't you the best girl in the room!"

Beth grinned at her, and continued to swing and sway to her head music, as the blouse was thrown aside, and then the skirt unzipped and left go. She ended her impromptu dance with her arms up in the air in a 'ta da' position, grinning.

Deedee grinned back and clasped Beth in her arms.

They spent the next 15 minutes slow dancing, clutching one another and allowing their hands to roam freely over each other's bodies.

"Let's talk, sweet angel," Deedee said after a bit, "You know, houses, moving, getting laid, all those things that interest a girl."

"Goodie!" Beth said. Then she asked:

"Do I have a spanking coming?"

"I think that the bathroom scene for Marj paid all those accounts," Deedee said. "But maybe I'll have to swat your white ass a bit!"

"Maybe I'll have to let you do that!" Beth answered, and bent over from the waist in front of Deedee with her panty covered ass sticking out at her.

Deedee slapped Beth's ass vigorously, straightening her out and causing her to cry out.

"Tempt me, will you!" Deedee laughed, and Beth launched herself at Deedee for a kiss.

Deedee got up to grab her, as she flung herself at her and held her in the kiss for a long, long time, slowly inserting her tongue into Beth's mouth and letting her hands run down her spine and reach inside of Beth's panties.

It was Deedee who spoke then, once the kiss was broken:

"Bethie, I love you, I love you, I do!"

Beth's response was non-verbal; she just hung on to Deedee and shook a bit. It was Deedee who moved first.

Shortly after that, they took a shower together and went to bed, both of them naked and smelling of lovely, sweet smelling soap.

"You smell so nice, Deedee," Beth said softly. "But I have to say that, as nice as the soap smell is, when I have my face in your pussy and can smell you, that's the best smell of all."

"Aren't you the living end!" Deedee said, kissing Beth lightly on the lips.

Then it was pillow talk.

Deedee explained it:

"Beth, when we're here like this; it's just us girl friends. I mean, I love, love the way you react to me, your subservience, it's a huge turn on but, when we're together, it's just us girlfriends."

"This . . .you were so unexpected for me; when I was reacting to James, every week to a new level of touching, a new level of undressing, a new level, for me of serving, it was exciting but it never included you. You I saw from afar and kind of hankered for from afar without ever expressing myself, nor would I."

"Tell me about it!" Deedee said. "I saw you as a fox, in every meeting,every encounter, every time we were near. But never could, would do anything."

"Why?" Beth asked.

"Why? In the hospital for me to come on to an administrative assistant sexually was potentially career ending!"

"Oh, I see!" Beth said, "Then weren't we lucky!"

"Lucky! When I saw you across the room, dressed so hot for that party, I almost came in my panties!" Deedee said

Beth giggled at that; then she turned serious:

"I have so much to thank James for," she said softly directly into Deedee's face, since they were lying in bed face to face.

"We have so much to thank James for," Deedee said, "It just seems to seldom that plans or desires like this work out and here we are; I mean, girlfriends, lovers and enjoying a talk, while both of us are in bed and naked.

"Mistress and slave also!" Beth said.

"Yes, my love," Deedee said, then she added:

"Okay, houses first."

They talked for a while about parts of the city or suburbs where they might like to live. Beth told her that she already had an inquiry about her house from a young couple that heard that she was willing to sell.

"Good," Deedee said, "Half way there."

They went on to how much money, where exactly, what kind of facilities. It was girl talk and exciting for them both.

"Money," Beth said.

"Yes, money," Deedee said. They compared their new salaries and found that they'd be making a total of $25,000 more than they were at the present.

"Good for us," Deedee said. "Let's contact someone but both look, shall we?"

Beth said a soft 'yes' to that.

"What's wrong, love?" Deedee asked, when she realized how quiet Beth had gotten.

"I can't just believe that I'm this lucky to have you with me this way; it's just never happened, it seemed; I was always overlooked."

"More, I think because of the way you dressed than anything else," Deedee said. _"You kept that gorgeous body secret and never let anyone see you."

"I think you're right but it was the way that I was raised," Beth said.

"Well, that was then and this is now," Deedee said, "And one thing is true: you can believe it!"

"Oh, Deedee," Beth said then, it makes me so happy that think that I'm going to cry."

"You cry, honey," Deedee said, cuddling Beth to herself, "You just cry your joy!"

Beth put her head against Deedee's shoulder and began to cry then; Deedee just held her until she was finished with her cry.

"I'm sorry for being so emotional," Beth said.

"You never have to apologize for being emotional with me!" Deedee said then.

Then it was Beth's turn to move the conversation:

"Maybe, do you think, we should do something for James and Cleo?"

"Great idea!" Deedee said, "And I think that I have just the right idea."

"Yes?" Beth asked softly.

"I'd like to see them do a pain session with you!"

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Beth said.

"How do you feel about that?" Deedee wanted to know.

"Frightened and really, really excited, especially since it's your idea and what you want."

"We don't have to," Deedee said earnestly.

"If you want it, my love, my mistress, then we do have to!" Beth said, kissing Deedee'a hand.

"Bethie, Bethie, you are the best of the best!" Deedee said kissing her lightly on the lips. Then Deedee asked, looking intently at Beth's face:

"Tired, honey?"

"Very, do you mind?" Beth asked.

"You mean, if we don't make love?" Deedee asked smiling and brushing Beth's lips with hers.

"Yes," Beth said.

"I have you," Deedee said, "I have you in bed; I have you in bed naked; I have you in bed naked all night! What's to mind?"

With that she grabbed Beth and pulled her close. They hugged for a bit, and then kissed and then Deedee turned Beth around so that she could spoon her during the night.

At one point, during the night, Beth woke, and was disoriented, confused and not a little frightened. Deedee tightened her hold on Beth, stroking Beth's naked hip and thigh and said softly:

"Only us, Bethie, my Bethie, only us, and no one else. No bad guys here tonight."

"Oh, thank God for you!" Beth sighed and slid back into *****.

Beth slept soundly and woke only to a strange sound, and a sharp and pleasant feeling. It was only after she emerged from her ********** that she realized that Deedee was busy eating at, licking her pussy.

"Ohhhh!" Beth sighed. "Mistress!"

"Mistress is busy right now, slave!" Deedee said.

Beth grinned down at Deedee and just sighed.

"Please, give me you!" Beth asked and Deedee, with a chuckle, scooted up an into a position where she could also present Beth with her pussy, and keep on eating Beth at the same time.

After just a bit, Beth asked Deedee to move just a little, to allow her to get her tongue into the crack of Deedee'a ass. Deedee complied and Beth licked at her lover's ass crack and asshole for a while.

Then Deedee pulled on Beth's hips and began to do the same for her.

"No," Beth protested, "My mistress shouldn't do that!"

"But your love should!" Deedee said back to her softly,

"Ohhhhh," Beth sighed, "How wonderful is this and are you!"

They had to get up early the next morning, since they both had work to do. In the course of their morning Beth had an opportunity to run into Marjorie,who was really pleased to see her, and greeted her effusively, with a hug.

"Beth," Marjorie said, grinning at her in a friendly manner. "How are you?"

"Fine, Marjorie," Beth said, returning the hug and the greeting.

While Beth was hugging Marjorie, Marjorie took the opportunity to whisper to Beth:

"I liked you better with fewer clothes on!"

Beth blushed, and Marjorie laughed:

"I was hoping that you'd react that way."

That made Beth laugh also.

"Tell me," Marjorie asked conspiratorially, "Have you done something yet to declare yourself physically to belong to Deedee?"

It took Beth by surprise, and she said "No! It hadn't crossed my mind."

"Well, think of it!" Marjorie said.

"But what?" Beth asked, at a loss.

"Oh, maybe a tattoo, or something like that a piece of jewelry to declare it," Marjorie said to her.

Beth got a huge grin on her face and hugged Marjorie again:

"Wonderful idea!" she said to her and left Marjorie grinning.

She knew that Deedee was going to be busy that lunch time, and so, she took the opportunity to go shopping to a favorite jewelry store. She found exactly what she wanted, and purchased the items.

Next she had to make a call to Cleo. She had her number.

Cleo was surprised to hear from Beth but also pleased.

"Hey, friend!" Cleo said. "You certainly did us a favor with Deedee, talking nice and all. We never meant to hurt you too bad. We appreciate it, girl."

"You're welcome, Cleo," Beth said and then:

"I have a favor to ask, Cleo."

"Whatever you want," Cleo said.

"I want to have a nipple pierced," Beth said softly. "I bought a nipple ring with Deedee's initials on it and I want to surprise her with it."

"Cool, girl!" Cleo said.

"Do you know anyone that I can go to?" Beth asked.

"Sure do!" Cleo said, "I do piercings myself!"

"Oh, would you?" Beth asked enthusiastically.

"For you, of course," Cleo said, "And no charge."

"Oh, I'd want to pay you!" Beth said.

"Maybe gonna be enough for me, if you sit for the process naked, white girl!" Cleo said.

"This white pussy can do that," Beth said back into the phone.

Cleo chuckled at that: "You sure know how to get to someone, girl!"

Beth chuckled too and said she'd call back.

It was, by coincidence, that she had a call on her cell shortly after that from Deedee, who was calling to say that she had to cover for a nurse who was sick and would need to work the night.

"Oh, dear!" Beth said, "You'll be so tired."

"Well, I get tomorrow off," Deedee said in return.

"Would you please promise me to come to my house, when you're done, so that I can take care of you?" Beth asked then.

"With pleasure, sweet angel," Deedee said.

Directly after that, Beth called Chloe again, and made arrangements with her come over that night and do the piercing.

Beth was excited for the rest of the day about it.

Cleo showed up exactly when she'd promised, and was greeted at the door by Beth with a hug. Beth was wearing a robe, and, once Cleo hugged her she realized that Beth was wearing nothing other than the robe.

"My, my you feel good, girl!" Cleo said, running a hand down Beth's spine to her ass cheeks, which Beth couldn't resist wiggling for her.

"Bad girl!" Cleo said then with a laugh, slapping Beth's ass. "You're bad and Deedee will spank you! And I'll tell her."

"Oh, goodie!" Beth said.

Cleo laughed then: "James did a right good job on you, bringing you out, girl!"

"I guess he did," Beth said and to demonstrate her wantonness, she shrugged off the robe and gave a loud "Ta Da!" with her arms in the air and her legs spread wide, totally, completely naked.

Cleo laughed! "Don't you tempt me, girl; don't you do it! Not gonna mess with Deedee's woman, not at all."

Beth pouted visibly and Cleo laughed and kissed her quickly. Then Cleo said:

"We've got work to do."

"Yes," Beth agreed and led her to the kitchen for the piercing.

Beth walked ahead of her, swinging her ass.

"Stop that,girl!" Cleo said,"I already acknowledged that I won't touch Deedee's woman, so you stop being so slutty!"

Beth turned, contrite, and put her arms around Cleo's neck, her forehead against Cleo's and said:

"I'm sorry; you make me horny!"

"Tell that to the divine Deedee!" Cleo said, then she was all business and said:

"Okay let's do this."

Cleo was all business and got the piercing done quickly. She tended to the injured nipple carefully and waited until she was sure that it was going to be okay, giving Beth careful instructions about tending to it.

Beth gave her a hug and kiss at the door, still naked.

"You tell Deedee," Cleo said,"When you spring this surprise that this is a gift from me."

She turned back Beth before leaving and said:

"And the nipple ring is really lovely."

"Thank you, thank you," Beth said sincerely. "I'll tell Deedee."

Then Cleo was gone.

Beth took time to admire the new nipple ring, with its engraved initials:

"DDM" for "Deedee McWilliams."

"I hope she likes it," Beth said, and then went for a shower before bed.

She had a call from Deedee, as she was getting into bed.

"What are you doing, angel?" Deedee asked.

"Getting into bed, Mistress," Beth said, "I'm so sorry you're not here with me."

"What are you wearing?" Deedee asked next.

"Nothing, ma'am," Beth said. Then, concerned she asked:

"Please tell me what I can do in the morning for you."

"Take care of me, love, just take care of me!" Deedee said.

"Oh, I can do that," Beth said softly but with a happy inflection in her voice.

"And, ma'am," she continued, "I have two gifts for you, to kind of celebrate our new jobs and our new home to be and our new life and my having you!"

Deedee said to her softly: "You're gonna make this nurse cry, taking such good care of her that way, girl!"

"Oh, no," Beth said, distressed, "I don't ever mean to do that; not ever, my Deedee, my world!"

"I'm only tired, honey," Deedee said. "You just take care of me in the morning and thank you already for the kindness of gifts."

"I love you, Deedee," Beth said.

"Well, I'll tell you," Deedee replied, "That will get this nurse through the night."

"Please call me, if you need to," Beth said.

"You are kindness itself," Deedee answered, ****** tight, sweet angel!"

Beth sighed at her own good fortune, as she hung up the phone.

In the morning early, with Beth already up and showered, the phone rang and it was Cassie, who was just coming to begin her shift on the third floor.

"Hey sweet Beth," Cassie said, "The big boss, the divine one has just shuffled off of the floor to go to her car."

"Oh, thank you, Cassie," Beth said with true gratitude in her voice, "I owe you for this one."

Cassie laughed: "I'll take it out in trade."

Beth giggled.

"You know, girl," Cassie went on, "I can feel you blushing over the phone."

"Well, you talk to the boss and you get to take it out in whatever trade you want," was Beth's answer.

"Beth, Beth," Cassie went on, "You've changed, girl!"

"Yes, and ain't it wonderful!" Beth quipped.

"Is indeed," Cassie said, "But you take care of her nibs and we're square."

"She's gonna be my morning project," Beth said.

"Good enough," Cassie answered and hung up with a kiss.

Beth went into her closet and got out some things that she hadn't used in many long years. She put on some heated oil to make the bedroom fragrant. She put clean sheets on the bed, and then she ran a hot bath.

Her preparations were all ready by the time that she heard Deedee's car in the driveway.

She had the door open and was waiting for Deedee at the door.

"There she is," Deedee said wearily, "There's my Bethie. Hi, love! I'm so tired."

"Come to me," Beth said, enfolding the tall, lovely afro american woman in her arms.

"Gonna take care of you now," Beth said. "You just let me!"

"Let you do anything you want," Deedee said in a weary voice. "Even dirty things!"

"No, this morning just love, only love," Beth replied, taking Deedee by the arm and leading her upstairs.

"Hungry?" Beth asked, in a concerned voice.

"Not so much," Deedee replied, "Mainly just bone weary."

"We'll take care of that right away," Beth said, as they got to the bedroom.

"Smells so nice," Deedee said, "Relaxing, nice."

Beth was humming a soft tune as she turned her attention to Deedee's uniform. She unzipped and took off the white smock, and set it aside.

Deedee giggled: "Being stripped here by Bethie, my love."

Beth giggled too and knelt to take Deedee's white pants off.

"What you gonna do down there?" Deedee asked suspiciously.

"Only this!" Beth said, planting a kiss on Deedee's exposed stomach, just above the line of her white, nylon panties.

"Oh, nice!" Deedee said, and let Beth take off her bra and then skin her panties down and off.

"You be careful down there, girl," Deedee said said with a smile, "This Deedee smells; been working a long time."

"She smells like my Deedee," Beth said, and led the naked woman to the bathroom.

"Oh, look at this," Deedee said with a smile, as she saw the tub of water all ready for her.

Beth settled her into the tub and was pleased at the major sigh of pleasure that Deedee let out, as she sunk into the pleasant smelling, hot water.

"Oh, this is lovely! Beth, you're worth your weight in gold," Deedee said, and then remembered:

"You said gifts! And I forgot! How bad is that?"

"Gifts later," Beth said, "First we ****** our Deedee a bit."

"Oh, good, ****** Deedee a bit!" she said, sinking down into the tub.

Then Beth carried out the first of her plans. She took the dove soap and began to wash Deedee, and Deedee just lay there and allowed it, smiling all the while. Beth was humming all the while, as she washed the tired woman. At one point she asked Deedee to stand and washed her pussy and her ass.

"Thorough job!" Deedee crooned.

"Nothing but the best for my Mistress!" Beth said.

"OH, you are a love!" Deedee said.

When she was finished with the washing, Beth had Deedee get out of the tub and produced a huge towel. She surrounded Deedee with it and softly began to dry her off.

"Next phase," Beth said, as she led Deedee into the bedroom.

She turned down the sheet and had her tired lover stretch out on the bed.

"Oh, clean sheets also," Deedee remarked as she lay down.

Beth got Deedee over on her stomach and got some of the oil that she had on the night stand, and began to give Deedee a massage.

"Ohhhhhh, you do that well!" Deedee sighed.

"It's how I got through college!" Beth said. "My secret."

"Gee, my own personal masseuse!" Deedee almost moaned, as Beth continued with her wonder working fingers.

Beth worked her way down Deedee's back and paid some attention to her ass muscles, which Deedee flexed for her and giggled.

Beth leaned down and planted a huge kiss on Deedee's ass, when she finished working that area.

"That's the Bethie we know and love!" Deedee said, but it was obvious that she was sinking into a *******.

Beth turned Deedee over and worked her way down the front of Deedee's body then, pausing for kisses at her nipples and then at her pubic mound.

"Hmm, sexy massage!" Deedee mumbled not even sure of what she was saying.

Beth was then working on Deedee's thighs and finally used a finishing oil that was designed to complete the relaxation.

"Oh, that was divine,"Deedee said, "And so are you."

"Gifts?" Deedee mumbled.

"Gifts later; breakfast later," Beth said, "Right now it's ***** time for Deedee."

"Yep, ***** time for Deedee," Deedee mentioned.

Then Deedee raised her head and said: "Work? You?"

"Taking the day to take care of my Mistress!" Beth replied.

"And you're doing it so well," was Deedee's response, as she tumbled into *****.

Beth sat with her a while in the room, merely looking at her, and simply thinking of the strange series of events that had brought her to this time, and this woman, and was pleased with all of it.

She got up, after a bit, to put some peroxide on her pierced nipple, which was a little sore but not really feeling too bad. She looked in the mirror and it looked fine also.

She put the tee shirt that she'd been wearing back on, and went to do some chores that she'd been planning to do, to help her get ready for the proposed merger of their households.

She had a cup of tea and got a pile of sorting done. It was mid afternoon, when she finally went up to look in on Deedee, and found her smiling, beaming at Beth over the top cover on the bed.

"You are the greatest gift possible," Deedee said, yawning and stretching, letting the sheet tumble off of her upper body.

"Whoohoo!" Beth whooped, "Tits!"

"Tits!" crowed Deedee in reply, "Yes, you dirty girl, you took all my clothes off!"

"I did!" Beth admitted with a grin.

By then Deedee was holding her arms out for Beth to join her.

"Hugs first and then coffee!" Deedee said.

"Yes, hugs!" Beth agreed. She grabbed her tee shirt by its hem and pulled it over her head.

Deedee notice right away:

"What is that?" she asked.

"First gift!" Beth said, and got closer.

"Oh, look at that!" Deedee said with a smile.

She looked up then at Beth with tears in her eyes, and held her arms out to receive her.

"I want to show that I'm yours!" Beth said.

"What a wonderful thing, a Deedee nipple ring!" Deedee said as she hugged Beth.

"Is it still sore?" Deedee wanted to know.

"Only a little!" Beth answered. "Cleo did it; she asked me to say 'hi' to you."

"She's good people."

Beth blushed then and said:

"I promised her that as payment I'd be naked, when she pierced my nipple."

"Were you?" Deedee asked with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm so sorry for being that way," Beth said simply.

"No, no, love!" Deedee answered, "I'm not possessive in that way; I'd just like us to talk about those things; it would have turned me on to hear about it."

"Really?" Beth asked quietly.

"Really!" Deedee said, kissing Beth with the answer.

"Coffee now?" Beth asked.

"Oh, yes, coffee now!" Deedee answered.

"And then the next gift?" Beth questioned.

"Lovely idea," Deedee said to her, and Beth went to the kitchen to get the coffee.

As she was leaving the bedroom, Deedee, who was propped up on her hand said, in a commanding voice:

"Shake that ass, woman! Your Mistress is watching!"

At the door, Beth let out an 'eep' and put her hand to her mouth.

"What?" Deedee asked.

"It's Cassie," Beth said. "She called to say that you were coming home this morning, and I told her that I owed her one. She said that she'd take it out in trade!"

Deedee laughed and said: "Slut!"

At which remark, Beth curtseyed to her.

Deedee laughed again and said: "You're gonna be a busy girl! And I'm gonna watch!"

"Oh, goodie!" Beth said, leaning against the door frame.

"Hey," Deedee barked, "Coffee!"

"Going!" Beth rang out, "Ass swinging! Tits bouncing! Going!"

Just as she disappeared through the door, Deedee shouted after her:

"Spanking for that attitude!"

"Goodie!" Beth said back to her, "Thought you'd never say it!"

"Spanking just got worse!" Deedee shouted next.

"Going and being good now!" Beth said.

"I doubt it!" Deedee shouted after her.

They settled down together in bed for the decadence of coffee and cinnamon rolls, that Beth had baked.

"You baked these?" Deedee asked.

"Yep!" Beth said, proud. "It's one of my accomplishments."

"I'm beginning to realize how lucky I really am," Deedee said, "Gives massages, bakes cinnamon rolls!"

"Shakes her ass, wiggles her tits!" Beth chimed in.

"That's it!" Deedee said vigorously. She bounced up, swept the utensils onto the bureau and was back in a flash, grabbing Beth and pulling her toward her.

"Eeeeeek!" Beth yelled. "I'll be good, I'll be good, really!"

"I know that because I'm going to spank you now!" Deedee laughed.

She hauled Beth into position and landed a huge splat on her upturned ass.

"Owww!" Beth yelled and then counted as Deedee gave her 16 more, eight on each cheek. They ended with Beth turned and lounging on top of Deedee, kissing her, cooing at her and making love sounds to her.

"This makes me feel so languid!" Deedee said stretching.

When she had her arms up in the air, Beth took the opportunity to begin to lick at her armpits.

"Oooooo!" Deedee moaned.

"I like armpits," Beth said,"Especially these."

"Oh, don't stop, honey, just do me!" was Deedee's answer.

Beth licked for a few more minutes and then turned her attention to Deedee's nipples. She sucked on them for a bit, and then, while sucking on them, pulled her mouth off of a nipple and in the process scraped her teeth across it.

Deedee stiffened, and her back arched up.

"Oh my,yes!" Deedee sang softly, as Beth continued her attentions.

She turned next to actually, lightly biting on Deedee's nipples, and had her lover, moaning and writhing on the bed. Next she went to Deedee's belly button and then bit at her hip bones.

"My god you're talented!" Deedee moaned, as Beth's tongue now ran a path along Deedee's stomach toward her pubic patch.

Beth shoved Deedee's thighs out of the way and finally nestled down between those lovely, chocolate colored thighs. She applied her mouth to Deedee's pussy and, at first, captured all of the pussy area in her mouth.

Beth lifted her head and said in a hoarse voice:

"Sorry, Mistress that you don't have to pee! I feel like serving you today."

Then her mouth went back to Deedee's pussy and she began to invade the inner parts of the pussy with her tongue, all the while pressing on her with her lips.

Then Deedee spoke up:

"I know what I want you to do!"

"Tell me, please!" Beth said.

"Get the strap on out of the drawer," Deedee directed.

"Oh, goodie!" Beth said then.

"No, no you don't understand," Deedee said, almost desperately by now, "I want you to be the man! I want to get laid! I want my girl to fuck me!"

Beth got an almost wolfish look on her face and said:

"With pleasure!"

Beth went and did as Deedee asked her, fitting the harness around her hips and getting it all in place. Then she moved onto the bed, where Deedee was lying with her arms outstretched.

They kissed as soon as Beth was on the bed, and Deedee whispered:

"I'm so ready! Your hot tongue has me wet and needy."

Beth grinned down at her, looking into Deedee's face:

"Beg me for it!"

"Oh, not now!" Deedee wailed, "I'm so honry, I want to get fucked!"

"Beg, Deedee!" Beth said, "Beg, my love!"

"Bethie, I'm begging; please put that in me; please fuck me! Please! Please! Please! Honey, Please!"

The long rubber prick entered Deedee's vagina easily, and elicited a loud crying sigh from Deedee as it went in.

Beth established a rhythm and then stopped and almost pulled the rubber cock out. Deedee's eyes flew open.

"I'm gonna give you to James and Cleo for a session, girl!" Deedee said softly.

"Fucking!" Beth said quickly, smiling, "Fucking now; just fucking right now!"

"Oh better!" Deedee cooed as Beth established another rhythm with her.

The strap on had the effect of stimulating both Deedee, who was being fucked by it, and also Beth's as it rubbed against her clit.

As they neared their orgasms, Deedee whispered desperately to Beth:

"Tell me what you're doin' to me! Tell me! Say it! Use the words!"

"I'm fucking my Mistress," Beth rasped, "Just fucking her; fucking my own Deedee; fucking my beautiful Deedee! I was mean and she's gonna give me to James and Cleo and I deserve that but now I'm fucking her! Loving her! Doing her! And I love her so!"

The last part was almost shouted, as Beth came and Deedee clasped her legs around Beth's waist to pull her in further and keep her captive there.

"True, ever word true!" Deedee said.

Then Deedee moved and said:

"Gonna clean it now; clean it for Bethie!"

She moved so that her mouth could cover the length of the rubber cock and licked it off, never taking her eyes off of Beth, while she did it.

Beth moved then to remove the harness and the strap on and then settled back on the bed with Deedee.

"How you feelin' now?" Beth asked.

"The way you take care of me! I'm marvelous!" Deedee said, giving Beth a kiss.

Then she got a grin on her face and said: "But Cleo and James are gonna happen; count on it, girl friend!"

"Pain session?" Beth asked in a tiny voice.

"Pain session," Deedee confirmed.

Then Deedee's face got serious and said: "But not if you don't want, honey. Nothin' ever that you don't want."

"Oh, I want it because you do, and it makes me hot to be that way for you," Beth replied. Then she had a notion and said:

"Hey, why don't we invite Cassie and maybe Marjorie; they'd like to see that I bet!"

"Devious mind," Deedee said, "But I like the idea!"

They lay there for a bit and then Deedee finally said:

"Hey, how 'bout we look at houses today?"

"Ohhh," Beth squealed, really pleased. "Yes, why don't we."

"Up! Dress!" Deedee said, "It's casual and the girls are in the market!"

After a few minutes, Deedee wanted to say 'thank you' to the group.

"Girls," she began, "This has been a real treat for me, all of it."

Some of them hooted at this point.

She turned serious and said:

"I have really enjoyed working with all of you. The team that we had was a privilege to be a part of."

She got a smile on her face then and went on:

"And the gift of the slut is certainly appreciated."

They hooted again and Beth hid her face in her hands.

"A shy slut at that!" Deedee said.

More hooting from the crowd then.

"Saying 'thank you' adequately is difficult. I thought of loaning the slut out but discover that I'm selfish and am going to take your gift home with me to bed.

They hooted yet again.

"But thank you especially for being you; that's the main thing."

They almost rushed her then to collect hugs from her.

The party rolled on for a while and every one had a good time. It was close to midnight, when they finally broke the party up. Deedee and Beth were going to go together, since Beth got a ride to the party.

When they were getting ready to go and thanking Cassie, Deedee reminded Beth:

"Remember what I said about what you can wear!"

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said.

Cassie, who was with them said:

"I just love how polite she is, and she is as sexy as possible!"

"She is that, my Beth!" Deedee agreed, and they headed for the door.

Beth turned to Cassie and threw her arms around her, thanking her for arranging this and asking her to be there."

While they were hugging, Cassie ran her hand down and around Beth's ass cheeks, causing Beth to kind of 'yip' from surprise.

"Nice merchandise, Deedee," Cassie said.

"Yes, I know," Deedee said, "I promise to invite you to sample it some time."

"You're on," Cassie said.

They went into the drive way, with Beth wearing the coat at least now, to Deedee's car. Once in the car, Deedee turned to Beth and said, with tears in her eyes:

"Angel, that was wonderful! You knew how much I was dreading it and waiting for some kind of guy to pop out of that cake had me so nervous. I almost exploded, when I saw that it was you!"

Beth grinned at her, and took her rain coat off, sitting there in the front seat with only a pair of thong panties that were barely on her at all.

"Home and love?" Deedee asked.

"Yes, please," Beth answered, "Home and love!"

The car wouldn't start. Deedee tried and tried and finally, after several attempts, it coughed to life.

"Damn Toyota!" Deedee said, then she turned to Beth and said:

"Now home and love!"

"Yes," Beth said.

Deedee got a twinkle in her eye then and said:

"Or should we go out for a ******"

"Uh, could I wear the coat?" Beth asked, quietly.

"No," Deedee said with a grin.

"Oh," as Beth's answer.

Deedee laughed and said: "Honey, you've been so nice to me tonight that I'm not about to do that to you."

Beth looked relieved but then said: "It did sound kind of exciting to me!"

"Slut!" Deedee said through her laugh.

"Pleased to meet you, ma'am," Beth said, inclining her head at Deedee. "The girls bought me for you for the night as a going away gift."

"Do I get to be rough with you?" Deedee asked, "Is that part of the price."

"Yes, it, uh, is," Beth said.

Deedee laughed and said:

"Bethie, you're worth your weight in gold! Let's go home."

The car coughed and Deedee, still laughing said:

"If this fucking car will take us. I promise to get a tune up this week."

"Gee, I guess you'd better,"Beth said.

"Maybe I'll send you to a gas station to get help," Deedee said with a laugh.

"Eeep!" Beth squeaked but the car was working by then.

Deedee drove her car into the garage at Beth's, and closed the garage door.

They got out of the car and Deedee went to Beth, grabbing her into her arms:

"Beth Swinton, you're such a goose! And I love you so. Thanks for being such a wonderful part of my 'farewell' party," Deedee said with emotion.

"You're welcome, Deedee," Beth said, "You are my love; that's what you are, just my love!"

"Bedtime for us, girlfriend," Deedee said, and they went arms around each others waists into the house and to be.

They both had work the next day, though they were now coming down to the final week of work at the hospital before they took their week off and then began their new jobs at State.

Deedee was in the charge office on the third floor, when the mail came. There was a letter for her that had come through the inner hospital new service. It bore the return address only of the initials 'EWS'.

She was intrigued and opened the letter. This was its contents:

Ms. McWilliams,

Please let me begin by introducing myself. My name is E. Winifred Swinton, of the Pennsylvania Swintons. I happened to notice you recently at a function and decided to write to you with this business proposition. Please excuse me, Ms McWilliams for being forward but it is my way of doing business, and must serve the present need.

I am a woman who gets what she wants, and knows full well how to do that. I'd like to propose this business association with you because I have this fancy to see you, Ms McWilliams without your clothes, perhaps with you wearing only a pair of delicate panties. You might find this unusual but I assure you that the business deal that I am proposing is a legitimate one.

I would like you to come to my office and, once in the office, I wish you to strip to your panties. It's my fancy to see you dressed only that way. If I am as impressed as I think I might be, we can make a further appointment for me to perform oral sex on you.

In consideration for your compliance with this request of mine, I make the pledge, and make it a legally binding one by fixing my signature to this letter, to purchase for you the new car of your choice.

I am in my office and hope that you will seriously consider this offer. Should it be in anyway offensive to you, merely throw it away. That would suffice. But I sincerely hope that you can see your way clear to granting my request and that you will take the opportunity to come to my office.

Sincerely,

A. Winifred Swinton

Deedee stared at the letter, a smile on her face. She read it again and this time couldn't help but laugh.

Cassie came into the office at that point, and asked:

"What's up, boss?"

"This is!" Deedee said, passing the letter to Cassie.

Cassie read it and hooted with laughter. She looked at Deedee then and said:

"Winifred?"

"It must be her middle name!" Deedee said laughing.

"What are you going to do?" Cassie wanted to know.

"I'm going to her office right now and I'm gonna take my clothes off!" Deedee said.

"And?" Cassie added.

"I'm gonna let her buy me a new car!" Deedee added.

"Can she do that?" Cassie wanted to know.

"I think so," Deedee said, "She says that she actually has a lot of money. We'll see. Well, here I go!"

"Good luck, boss!" Cassie said smirking.

Beth was meanwhile working in her office. It was a quiet afternoon. She was secretly really pleased with herself . The idea of the letter came to her during the night the previous night, when she was thinking of how she might be able to broach the subject with Deedee about buying her a new car. She giggled out loud, when she thought of it and thought that she'd wake Deedee up but she didn't.

She kept the notion in her mind until today, and only, on that occasion, leaned over and kissed Deedee on the lips and then on the nipple, causing Deedee to stir and kiss her back, before going back to *****.

There was a light knock on her door and she ****** herself to get her mind back to work. She let out an inadvertent 'eeep', when Deedee stepped into her office. She didn't say a word she just bent over and took her shoes off. Then she straightened up and unzipped her white smock and let it fall off of her shoulders. Deedee was ginning at her all the while.

As soon as Deedee started to take her clothes off, Beth's hand went to her mouth to cover her mouth, and she grinned through all of it.

Deedee, still in a calm and sweet manner, reached around and unhooked her bra and set it on top of her white smock.

She gave Beth a dazzling smile and moved her shoulders to make her dark breasts wiggle from side to side, and Beth giggled.

Then Deedee reached for the waist button of her white uniform pants and slid these down her legs and off, placing them on the pile of clothes. She wore no stockings today and was only now wearing a pair of pearl white bikini panties that had lace at the waist.

"Is this what you had in mind, Ms Swinton?" Deedee asked.

"Precisely!" Beth said breathlessly.

"Winifred?" Deedee said, grinning.

"Family name, secret until now!"Beth managed.

"Why the letter?" Deedee asked pleasantly.

"Oh, Deedee," Beth said, beginning to falter, so that Deedee went to her and, getting her up from her chair, put her arms around her.

"Tell," Deedee said.

"I didn't know how to just say that I wanted to buy a new car for you; it seems to be so, I don't know, so snotty a thing to say, and I don't want to be that way. I thought that maybe if I did it in a humorous way . . ."

"Worked didn't it?" Deedee asked, smiling into Beth's face.

"Seems to have!" Beth said, "Here you are almost naked!"

"Do I get a new car?" Deedee wanted to know.

"Oh, you do," Beth said. Then she took a deep breath and said:

"Deedee, my love, I really need to be able to tell you that the money is for us! It's not my money; it's ours. This is our life! It'll be our house! It's just for us!"

"Bethie, Bethie!" Deedee began to say, kissing Beth's face, as she said it:

"You are indeed an angel; you are the soul of generosity; you are gorgeous, and I love you to distraction, and if you wanted me to, I'd walk back to work dressed the way I am, I just would."

"Oh, no!" Beth said *************.

"Well, thanks for that!" Deedee said with a laugh.

"Can we . . .go car shopping?" Beth asked, "You won't be, you're not offended?"

"We can, I won't, I'm not! And I love you desperately!" Deedee said. "But . . ."

"But?" Beth asked, her face clouding.

"There's the little item of oral sex to be performed on me by you to complete the deal!" Deedee said with a grin.

Beth surprised Deedee by sinking to her knees right then.

Deedee laughed and said: "At home later, I think; if you do it now, I guarantee that, turned on as I am, I won't be very silent and the whole hospital will know that we're in your office and someone is eating someone else."

"I see!" Beth said, grinning back at Deedee. "Date for later?"

"Date for later!" Deedee assured her.

"After new car and dinner out?" Beth asked.

"After new car and dinner out!" Deedee assured her. "You drive such a hard bargain, Ms. E W Swinton!"

"Part of my charm!" Beth answered then.

"I have to get back to work," Deedee said.

"Please, Deedee," Beth said, "One small kiss for me?"

"One for my girl!" Deedee said, "With panties on or off?"

"On is okay," Beth said and knelt, and placed her lips against Deedee's pubic mound, at first she simply breathed into the spot and then she did kiss it. Deedee ran her hand through Beth's hair.

"I guess I'd better get dressed now," Deedee said.

"Yes, unfortunately!" Beth answered, "But we have a business deal, correct?"

"Correct," Deedee said.

"I need to make a call," Beth said then and sat at her desk, while Deedee finished dressing. Her call went through and she said:

"Mr. Eltringham, hi, it's Elizabeth Swinton."

"Yes, it's nice to talk to you too; I'm going to put you on the speaker, sir, I'm not alone."

"Fine," John Eltrinham said, once the speaker button on the phone was selected.

"Mr. Eltringham," Beth said next, "I have with me here my partner Deedee McWilliams. Deedee this is Mr. John Eltringham of the BankAmerica. He's my knight in shining armor."

"Well hardly that, Elizabeth," John Eltringham said.

"Time after time actually," Beth said then and he chuckled.

"So, is this the young lady that we spoke about last week?" John Eltringham asked.

"Yes, sir, it is," Beth said.

Then Beth turned to Deedee and said:

"Deedee, I've instructed Mr. Eltringham to have a credit card made for you that will draw on our account at the bank."

"Ohhhhhh!" Deedee said; she hesitated and then: "Excuse me, Mr Eltringham, but this is all new to me and I'm a bit speechless here."

"Well, I will say, Ms McWilliams that you are very fortunate in your choice of partner."

"She a beauty and the best of the best," Deedee said, with Beth beaming, and blushing. "She's my angel."

"She speaks very highly of you also," John Eltringham went on. "But I have the credit card ready and you can pick it up at the bank any time."

Beth looked at Deedee with a question on her face, and Deedee said:

"Well, I get off at 3 PM; how is that?"

"Fine," John Eltringham said.

Then Beth said: "She and I will be there by 3:30 PM today.

"That will be fine," he said, "Just give me a cell call as you're getting here. I want to make sure that you have no trouble getting to me."

"Thank you, very much," Beth said, "As usual, you're my hero!"

He laughed and said: "Kind of you to say that Elizabeth; Ms McWilliams, I look forward to meeting you."

"Thank you, sir," Deedee said and Beth hung up.

"Beth!" Deedee said then, the tears running down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry for being sneaky!" Beth said, "I promise to stop doing such things. It is so hard for me to deal with the money. I didn't know exactly what to do. Please don't be mad."

"Mad, you sweet angel," Deedee said. "I just want you to know that you can talk to me about anything, honey."

"Thank you, Deedee," Beth said, "I love you, Deedee."

"Maybe I should take my clothes off again!" Deedee said.

Beth giggled.

"But the card?" Deedee pressed.

"For the car!" Beth said, "And whatever else you need. There's so much money there; I feel bad if I can't share it with you, the one that I love so much."

Beth folded herself into Deedee's arms then, and kissed the tears from Deedee's face.

"I'm sorry that I made you cry!" Beth said. "I didn't mean that."

"Don't you say it," Deedee said, "You caused tears of joy; is what you did. You loveliness and generosity are so outstanding that they humble me."

Beth blushed.

"Yes, blush, E.W. Swinton," Deedee said, "But it's still true. Now, girlfriend, I have to go back to work, after all big afternoon this afternoon."

"What kind?" Beth asked.

"What?" Deedee replied.

"Car?" Beth said.

"Oh," Deedee sighed, "I haven't had the chance to think about it seriously. I've often thought of maybe an SUV. Something to carry things around in. What do you think?"

"I think that, since my car is small, only a two seater, that we should have an SUV in the family or something bigger. But I'm serious about wanting you to choose," beth replied.

"I don't know what to do exactly," Deedee said.

"That's easy," Beth replied, "Shop for your car, and I'll go along as a pal. Shop without worrying about price. It's covered. We have our cards and that gives us access to the money."

"I'm afraid that I'm going to cry now," Deedee said.

Beth made a move to pull Deedee into her arms more tightly.

"Go ahead, my Deedee, just go ahead," Beth cooed.

It took a few minutes for Deedee to calm down.

"And that reminds me," Beth said then, "We need to sit down, maybe tonight, and talk about the money. You know, how much there is and that."

"Yes, love," Deedee said, having dried her eyes. "Off at three, bank and then car shopping, and I love you forever!"

They hugged again before Deedee had to leave to go back to the third floor.

Cassie was waiting for her. They went into the charge office and Deedee told her about what had happened. By the time she was finished, Cassie too had tears in her eyes.

Deedee clocked out exactly on time, and Beth was waiting for her.

"Off to it?" Cassie, who had another two hours to her shift, asked.

"Yes," Deedee said, bright and eager, "And I intend to hold her to the rest of our deal!"

"The oral sex part?" Cassie asked.

"Exactly!" Deedee said, and then:

"And she's good at it!"

"Well, she certainly did Diamond up okay!" was Cassie's remark. Then with a grin she added:

"Invite me over some time and she can show me!"

"Cass, buddie," Deedee answered, "I might just do that."

When she got to Beth's office, she found Beth ready for her. The secretary told Beth that Deedee McWilliams was here for Ms. E W Swinton.

Beth giggled at that and said:

"That's me, and I'm ready."

Deedee walked into the office then, all smiles and said:

"How's my bad girl?"

"As bad as you like," Beth answered, and gave her a hug.

"Shall we go and flaunt our rices to the world?" Deedee asked.

"I think that we should," Beth said, "Any thoughts about a brand?"

"What say we get an Acura SUV," Deedee said, "You told me how much you like your small Acura." She thought for a moment and asked:

"Is that okay? I mean price?"

"Oh, love," Beth said earnestly, "You never have to ask me those questions; it's for us, I mean that money, and we just talk and plan, that's all."

"I know, honey," Deedee said, "It's just that it takes some getting used to."

"I understand; so, why don't we go and see if some practice this afternoon can help us get used to it?"

"Good plan, girlfriend," Deedee said and they left.

Meeting John Eltringham was a treat for Deedee. He was solicitous, and genuinely nice. He seemed truly pleased to meet Deedee 'at last' as he put it, giving Deedee the definite impression that Beth had been planning this for a while.

The business at the bank didn't take very long either. There were some papers to sign, which were routine and then he produced the credit card with Deedee's name on it. He had her make the call to validate it immediately. She grinned at Beth, when she received it and reached over to plant a quick kiss on Beth's lips.

Then she said: "Mr. Eltringham, forgive our display of affection here; it's just a little overwhelming."

"Even an old man like me can recognize love, when he sees it," was his reply.

"What are your plans now?" he asked.

"We're going car shopping," Beth said, "Deedee's car recently showed signs of being mortally sick."

"Ah," John Eltringham said, "A very pleasant afternoon's task. May I ask what you're shopping for?"

Deedee explained what they had talked about.

"Do you mind terribly if I give them a call?" he asked, "It might make it easier, and I know the owner of the dealership."

Deedee giggled at that. "Thank you, Mr Eltringham," Beth said.

"I really wish you'd call me John," he said, "We've been doing business together for a while."

"I'll try," Beth said.

Then the call was made, and they were off. It wasn't all that much later that they were sitting in a brand new shiny black Acura MDX. They just sat for a few minutes.

Deedee kept sighing, and Beth laid a hand on her shoulder, as though to calm her down.

Deedee looked at Beth misty eyed:

"This is positively the nicest thing that's happened to me since you gave me that smokey look across the room at the party, when you entered, looking like sex on legs and being led by a leash by Cleo."

Beth blushed at that. "Smokey look?"

"Definitely," Deedee said. Then she brightened:

"It's wonderful, don't you think, sweet angel?"

"It is that!" Beth said, "Shiny and new."

"Like you!" Deedee said, making Beth giggle.

"The music system?" Deedee asked. "I have the Clapton-King cd from my old wreck; let's play it."

They sat in the parking lot just a bit and played the "Ridin' with the King"cd. The sound was wonderful.

"Home?" Deedee asked.

"My car's still at the hospital," Beth said, so they went there.

When they arrived back home, Deedee still had music playing on the car stereo. She got out as soon as Beth was out of her car and said:

"Dance a dance with me now!"

Beth smiled and, began to take her blouse off immediately. Deedee just watched as her blouse was discarded and then her bra, followed by her shoes and her pantyhose, and finally her skirt. All were placed on Beth's car hood.

"You dirty girl!" Deedee said grinning, as Beth stripped down to her panties, and said:

"Ready to dance, ma'am," Beth said, holding her arms out to Deedee, as the music continued to come from the lovely new car.

Deedee pulled her into an embrace and they danced to the soft music without another word.

When the song was over, Deedee asked: "Plans?"

"I don't know," Beth said, "Shall we clean up and go out to dinner? Kind of celebrate?"

"Would you mind terribly if we invited Cassie?" Deedee asked.

"You never have to ask me that," Beth said, "My lovely Deedee, you are still Mistress here!" Beth said softly.

Deedee kissed her and then said:

"Make the phone call."

Beth got her cell and got Cassie on her cell.

"Hey, Cassie," Beth said. "Yes," she said, and then "A bright, shiny black Acura SUV, an MDX. We want to know if we can pick you up for dinner?"

"No, not immediately," Beth said, "I'm naked. Yes, in the garage! Yes, I know that I'm a dirty girl, she tells me but she likes me this way."

"Yes, give us an hour to an hour and a quarter," Beth concluded.

"She says," Beth told Deedee holding out the phone, "That we shouldn't do anything dirty before dinner because she wants to watch."

Deedee laughed and said:

"Hell, Cassie wants to participate."

She took the phone and said:

"Cass, I'll have our girl dress nice and sexy for dinner; tonight will be a play night with Bethie."

Beth giggled and blushed at that.

"Yes, she's blushing now!" Deedee said, hanging up.

"Ready for a big night, girlfriend?" Deedee asked.

"You're going to let Cassie use me tonight?" Beth asked.

"Yes, I believe I am!" Deedee said.

"Wonderful!" Beth said then.

A thrill went through Beth at the use of the word. She'd been afraid that the money might unbalance their relationship and this was showing her that it hadn't.

She clung to Deedee for a moment and said:

"I really, really like it this way! You in charge!"

"That's the way it'll be, sweet angel," Deedee said, "Now shower."

"Shower!" Beth said and as they left the garage:

"Spiffy new car!"

"Yes, isn't it!" Deedee said with pride.

They decided to dress to make a splash for their dinner. While Beth watched, Deedee dressed in a black thong that looked wonderful nestled between the cheeks of her chocolate colored ass. She put on thigh high stockings and a pair of black linen pants, topped by a black silk blouse. She also opted, because Beth requested, for no bra, letting her nipples react to the constant rubbing of the silk agains them.

Beth sat on the bed and rhapsodized:

"Gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous!"

"Thanks, sweet angel," Deedee said. "Now you.

"For beth they decided on quite the opposite. She had a newly purchased white pleated mini skirt that she wore with a white thong, also a string thong, highlighting her ass also. She wore white thigh highs, and a white silk blouse, with, in the same manner, no bra. She too would let the silk play with her nipples and make them apparent. She topped it off with the black velvet collar with the dangling diamond, which Deedee had given her.

"Cassie's going to croak, when she sees us all decked out!" Deedee laughed, as she hugged Beth. She looked down into Beth's smiling face and said:

"Sweet angel, you don't mind our plans for this evening?"

"You mean you giving me to Cassie to 'use'?" Beth said.

"Yes, honey," Deedee answered.

Beth gave Deedee a serious look and said:

"It's this way; we've grown in our relationship. It was, at first, so completely based on your decisions about how I was to act, and dress and be used, and I have to say that it was flat out exciting for me. Now we're girl friends, best friends, lovers, room mates, financial partners. It's all more complicated and lovely. But I don't want to lose that dimension where you are my Mistress and I am available at your bidding. It doesn't matter: give me to Cassie, set up a gang bang for me, make a date with James and Cloe, all with you watching. I get an itchy pussy just thinking of those things. And I don't want to lose that. I don't want to settle into a relationship that doesn't include that. That's the way I feel, anyhow."

Deedee made a noise that was more crowing than laughing or anything else.

"That's my girl; that's my love; that's my darling. What you say is true, all that we've become to each other and with each other is true, and at times our sex life together is tender and exciting but at times it can be dark and dirty, like tonight will be and that is a marvelous thing, just a marvelous thing. And now I'm going to mess up your carefully applied red lipstick, Bethie."

"Come and get me, Mistress!" Beth said, as Deedee began by licking Beth's lips and from there continued with her own lips and eventually a tongue exploration.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Beth sighed, as the kiss ended. "That makes everything! Kisses like that invade my soul! Tonight's going to be fun!"

"Yes, it is," Deedee said.

"And I hope part of it's outrageous!" Beth continued.

"We can manage outrageous," was Deedee's answer. "Shall we go and get Cassie now?"

"I'm ready," Beth said and they were off.

Cassie was ready, when they got there. She, a fairly large woman, not fat, just large, was wearing tan linen pants and a blouse. She had really large breasts and a large, lovely butt. She was really excited by Deedee's new car:

"Wow!" she exclaimed, "Look at this! This is such a beautiful car. "

"Yep!" Deedee said proudly. "My girl friend and I bought it."

"Well the two of you are certainly lucky in one another!" Cassie continued.

"We are," Beth agreed.

Then Cassie asked: "Where to?"

"I thought Ruark's Steak House in town,"Deedee said.

"Lovely by me!"Cassie said.

"I get to pay!" Beth said.

Cassie began to protest but Deedee said:

"No, Cassie, it's just her way; let her do it."

"Okay, if you insist," Cassie replied.

"Thank you," Beth said.

Deedee leaned over and gave her a kiss.

"But I need you two to get out and let me see you," Cassie said. "This contrast thing is so exciting."

They got out of the car and put themselves on display for Cassie!

"It makes me want to cum, just to look at you two! You are so exciting. You'll have every man and woman in the place panting after you."

"And just think," Deedee said, "You're the only one who's going to have the chance to go to bed with us!"

Cassie paled, when Deedee said that.

Deedee grinned at Beth, who grinned back at her:

"Took the wind out of her sails, honey?"

"I guess," Beth said and moved to Cassie who was still stunned and put her arms around her. Cassie moved her face and kissed Beth.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good," Cassie said. "I'm in lust with you two! Just in lust!"

"Dinner first," Deedee said, "Let's go, my chariot awaits."

They were off to the steak house then. As they neared the place, with Cassie in the back seat and Deedee and Beth in the front, Deedee said to Beth:

"Now we're going to play nice with the car attendants. Sweet angel, when he opens your door, and wait for him to do that. I know they do it here, make sure that you spread your legs wide enough to give him a panty shot. Clear?"

Beth giggled, "Absolutely, ma'am," was her response.

"It turns me on to hear you two with the orders and the compliance, just turns me on," Cassie said.

As they pulled up to the door, one valet opened Deedee's door. She gave him a $10 bill and said: "It's new today; take good care of it."

He grinned and said: "Yes, ma'am."

Then he went around to Cassie's door and opened it for her, so that Deedee and Cassie were watching.

Then Deedee said to the valet:

"She's my babe, take care of her too."

He smiled and opened the door. Beth had already hiked her skirt up, so that the act of sliding out of the seat hauled the skirt up almost to her waist, showing panties and the shadow of her pubic hair. The valet just stared.

Deedee put an arm around his shoulder and said:

"Beauty, isn't she?"

He grinned at her and gave Beth his hand to get her out, never taking his eyes off of her panties,and said:

"Yep, a beauty!" And then: "Enjoy your dinner, ladies!"

The three of them went up the stairs to the restaurant arm in arm in arm, causing a positive stir as they went. Dinner was a huge success. The three of them certainly got a number of appreciative stares, as they went in and while they had dinner.

The had wine with their dinner, with Deedee only ******** a tiny bit, since she was the driver. When they were done and were leaving. The valets temporarily were busy. They strolled into the back parking lot, where they saw their valet coming.

He looked stricken, to not have been ready for them.

"He looks disappointed," Deedee said, "Cassie shall we have Bethie brighten his night?"

"Definitely," Cassie said enthusiastically, while Beth giggled.

"Sorry, ladies," he said, and he really looked sorry. "I have your keys."

"Could you walk us to the car?" Deedee asked.

"Sure," he said, looking mystified.

When they got to the back row, where it was parked. Deedee turned to Beth and said:

"Okay, sweet angel, be nice to him. Take off your skirt and blouse."

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said, excited now to be told to do something like that.

She looked at the staring, gaping valet and unbuttoned her blouse and handed it to Cassie. Then she unzipped her skirt and handed it to Cassie.

"Oh *****" the valet said.

"I guess!" Deedee said.

"Blow job for a tip?" Deedee ask.

"Are you serious?" he said, his voice strained and the lump in his pants huge.

Beth simply went to him and knelt in front of him. No one else was around. She deftly unzipped his pants, fished his prick out and began to suck on it.

"Awwwwwwwwwww! Don't fuckin' believe this!" he fairly howled.

Nor did he last long. He was soon pumping his hips into her face to meet the thrusts of her mouth around his cock, and then cumming in her mouth.

She grinned up at him and began to stand up.

"Me!" Cassie said, and went to Beth, who understood and kissed her, sharing the cum.

Then Beth went to Deedee and kissed her also:

"Thank you, Mistress for allowing me to do that!" she said.

They all planted kisses on the valet's cheeks and got the car.

Once in the car, Deedee spoke up:

"What say, Cas, to our house to extend the party?"

"Lovely idea," Cassie said, "And thanks for including me."

Beth piped up: "I love it, when she says 'our house'."

"You're such a romantic," Cassie said to Beth, who just smiled.

"And she's such a slut!" Deedee put in, and then Beth giggled.

Deedee turned to Beth who had not dressed yet, since she wasn't told that she could and she said:

"Honey, ride in the back please and warm our Cassie up!"

Beth giggled and Cassie looked down right euphoric.

Deedee got into the driver's seat and Cassie got into the back, but when Beth joined her in the back, she said loudly:

"Oh, no, I want you over my lap; I intend to play with that magnificent ass all the way home."

"Ohhhhhh," Beth sighed and took her place.

"Okay, guys," Deedee said, "I'm going to be driving here but I still want a play by play."

"Eeep!" Beth squealed, "She just took my panties off."

A loud 'smacking' noise was heard next, and Beth responded with an also loud:

"Ooooowwwww!"

"I can guess what that is!" Deedee said, "Spank her once or twice for me, Cass!"

"Ohhh," Beth groaned in anticipation and the next few minutes were filled with the cacophony of Beth's ass getting swatted and her returning outcries.

"Can you believe it, boss!" Cassie said, "She yells as though I'm killing her and every time her yelling subsides, she wiggles that money maker at me and expects me to not spank her anymore."

"Well, our girl is a player!" Deedee said, and laughed then as her remark was followed by another series of ass smacks and yells from the back seat.

"I'll be good now," Beth said, "Just good! Now more ass wiggling, I promise."

Next there was a wet noise and Beth sighed:

"Oh, now she's kissing my ass, lovely! Cassie, you're so nice! When we get home can I take your clothes off?"

"Sure, kitten," Cassie said, and the wet noises continued.

"Oh, I like this part!" Beth said with a giggle.

Then there was another 'ohhhh' and Beth squealed:

"She's poking her finger in my ass hole! Ohhhhhhh!"

"You are more fun than a barrel of monkeys!" Cassie said with a laugh.

"Sorry that we're home, hearing the drama from the back seat has been a real turn on for the driver," Deedee said.

She pulled into the garage and got out; she opened the door to the back and there was Beth's smiling face. She was still sprawled across Cassie's lap and Cassie was busy playing with Beth's ass, and had a finger still poking into Beth's ass hole.

"Everybody out,"Deedee said, and then to Beth: "Lick Cassie's finger clean, sweet angel!"

Beth said a soft 'yes, ma'am' took the finger that had been active in her ass hole a moment before into her mouth and sucked on it. They did get out then and Cassie carried Beth's clothes.

But once inside the house, Beth turned to Cassie and said:

"You promised!" She went for the buttons on Cassie's blouse and Cassie stood and smiled at her, as she slowly did the stripping. The last of it was a pair of beige panties that had a nice row of lace around the waist band. Beth knelt in front of the big woman and grabbed a handful of panties at each of Cassie's hips and slowly pulled her pants down, kissing her way across Cassie's stomach as she went.

"Lovely!" Beth said.

The she turned to Deedee, who was standing right behind her, watching the stripping.

"You are spectacular naked," Beth crooned to her lover, "You look spectacular in your clothes tonight but I'm greedy and want you naked for me."

"Go ahead, angel," Deedee said, and smiled as Beth now stripped her of her clothes too.

When the process was done, and Deedee's panties had been pulled off, Beth knelt between them. She reached out an arm putting it around Cassie's big naked ass and the other arm around Deedee's spectacular chocolate colored ass and said:

"Ain't I the cat what got the cream! Look at me with all this prime pussy and ass to play with!"

Deedee laughed and hauled her to her feet saying:

"Dirty girl! Get up here and hug your Mistress!"

Beth complied and gave Deedee a huge naked hug. Then Deedee turned Beth around and propelled her into Cassie's arms. Cassie immediately had her hands on Beth's ass, playing with her ass cheeks. Beth also filler her hands with Cassie's ass.

"Love your ass, Cassie, honey!" Beth said.

Next Deedee joined the hug, pressing herself against Beth from behind and sliding her hand in so that she would run her fingers through Beth's pussy hair.

"Bring her in here," Deedee said.

And Cassie brought Beth into the living room, where Deedee put on some music, and the three of them, always with Beth in the middle danced. Their shuffle was slow but also sensuous. Beth felt surrounded, wonderfully surrounded. A new song began and she turned, so that now she was facing Deedee and Cassie was behind her.

"Thank you for this, Mistress," Beth said quietly.

"She's so polite," Cassie said.

"Yes, my love certainly is!" Deedee said in a soft voice.

The song ended and Deedee said:

"Ms. E. W. Swinton, there is still one part of our deal that needs to be finalized. I wouldn't want to lose my shiny new car because I didn't give you, a member of the Pennsylvania Swinton's, the opportunity to perform oral sex on me."

Beth smiled and said: "No, I understand your position, and I commend you because you insist on carrying out the deal, though the final benefit has been in effect paid."

Deedee laughed and Beth grinned. Deedee said to Cassie:

"You can see why she's a member of the administration!"

Then they all laughed but Deedee moved away and sat on an easy chair that sat there.

"Come to me, Winifred Swinton," she said. "Shake your money maker and crawl to Momma; it's pussy eating time!"

"Goodie," Beth said and began to crawl toward Deedee.

As she moved along, Cassie gave her a slap on the ass at about every step, getting the hoped for loud squeal from Beth, as she moved along.

Then she got to Deedee and the chair and Cassie settled back to watch, as Beth began by kissing Deedee's knees, each one after another. Then she worked her way, with kisses up the inside of one thigh and down the inside of another.

She looked around and Cassie knew:

"More lipstick, Winnie?" she asked, and all giggled.

"Please, ma'am," Beth said.

She put on more of the red lipstick and began to kiss the inner part of the top of Deedee's thighs.

"Ohhhhhhh, yes!" Deedee groaned, as Beth worked her lips inward now to Deedee's pussy hair.

"Yes, girl! YES!" Deedee said, pulling Beth's face into her pussy, as Beth's tongue breached her vaginal lips, and went inside to lick around in circles and dart back and forth.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Deedee screamed, as Beth found her clit and grasped it with her lips. "Damn you, yesssssssssss!"

Deedee's hips were moving now and her hands were in Beth's hair, and finally, Deedee sang out her orgasm song, holding Beth's face in close. When she finally let her go, Beth sat back on her heels, grinning at Deedee.

"Do I get to keep the car now?" Deedee asked.

"And me!"Beth said.

"Goodie!" Deedee said softly, "My aim all along."

"Cassie!" Beth called and the big woman was at her side immediately.

Beth knelt there with her arms outstretched to Cassie, who helped her up and began to lick Beth's wet face, ending in a magnificent kiss.

"Isn't she fine?" Deedee drawled.

"So fine!" Cassie admitted.

"What shall we do to her?" Deedee asked almost idly.

"Let's take her to bed and play with her, both of us," Cassie said.

"Oh, yes!" Beth sighed.

"I have two strap-ons, you know!" Deedee said next.

"Can I get my pussy eaten first?" Cassie wanted to know.

"First, you can get whatever you want from Bethie, she does as she's told, don't you, sweet angel?"

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said.

Cassie hooted: "Anything?"

"Honey, where's the ladies?" Deedee asked, giving Beth a wicked grin.

"This way, ma'am," Beth said, leading Deedee to the powder room, which was on the other side of the living room.

Deedee went in and didn't bother closing the door. Cassie was only idly looking on and then she saw Beth sit on the toilet seat and Deedee lift up a leg to position herself.

"I don't fuckin' believe it!" Cassie shouted.

"This is part of 'anything' for us," Deedee said.

"Shall I, honey?" Deedee asked gently.

"Will you please?" Beth said and Deedee moved in, positioned herself and let her stream of piss go into Beth's mouth.

Beth made throat noises but drank it all down. When Deedee was finished, Beth merely clasped her around the hips with her hands on Deedee's ass and lay her cheek against Deedee's stomach.

"For you," Beth said softly, "Anything is for you, for my Deedee!"

"I know that, honey," Deedee said, "And we're not going to ***** that, sweet woman."

"Maybe only ***** me now and again," Beth said with a grin at Deedee.

"Dirty girl!" Deedee said, and Beth avidly shook her head 'yes'.

"I feel like I shouldn't be watching this!" Cassie said, "But I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Clean up, girli," Deedee said next to Beth, "Cassie wants to be eaten and then we get to play fill up Bethie!"

"Wow!" Cassie said grinning now, as Beth washed her face and then, using the wash cloth, washed Deedee also.

Then she turned toward Cassie, who was sitting in an armchair and watching her with a broad smile, knowing what was coming.

"I've waited for this, thought of this and hoped for this for such a long time," she said. "I bet you never knew that you were an object of lust on the third floor, Beth!"

Beth was surprised and showed it:

"No, I didn't, but I'm glad that this finally happened!"

"And I'm glad that this is about to finally happen," Cassie said again.

Beth got a soft smile on her face and crawled toward the big woman, big ass, big hips, huge tits, and a broad smile on her face watching Beth crawl toward her naked: Beth the hottie from admin; Beth whom no one knew about; beth whom no one had had. This was too sweet for Cassie to even imagine in her fantasies, that she'd share this naked Beth with Deedee.

"Come to Cassie!" she sang out to Beth, who had finally reached her and planted the first of many kisses on her left knee.

"Oh yes!" Cassie sang out as Beth made progress up her left thigh, up the top of the thigh to her hip, where she bit Cassie's hip. It was Cassie's turn to squeal out her delight now.

"Oh, ****! She bites!" Cassie said to a smiling Deedee and to the whole world.

Now Beth was back at the right knee and moved toward the region of the right hip with her kisses, and bites now, biting Cassie all the way. She had Cassie by now almost in hysterics with the joy of it and lust.

Then Beth almost violently grabbed Cassie's knees and spread them wide.

"Here I come, Momma," Beth sang to Cassie and began the kissing journey now up the inside of the thighs.

"At this rate," Cassie sighed, "I'm going to cum before you even get to my pussy, girl! Who taught you how to eat a woman this way?"

"Everything I know I got from my Deedee!" Beth said, "The gorgeous lady whose slave bracelet I wear around my ankle."

As she said this, she slid her hands under Cassie's big thighs and grabbed hold of her ass cheeks to pull her forward a bit. Cassie complied and slid forward in the chair, only to have her pussy then collide with Beth's wide open mouth.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwww!" was all that Cassie could muster.

"Like this, Cassie, Cassie?" Beth crooned, taking her head away from Cassie's crotch for a few seconds.

"Love this!" Cassie said.

"Thank my Deedee for this, and I'll continue," Beth said.

"Cruel bitch!" Cassie growled.

"Thank her!" Beth insisted.

"Thank you, Deedee for letting your Beth do this to me!" Cassie said through clenched teeth, as a grinning Beth put her mouth, wide open back at Cassie's pussy, covering the whole pussy with her open mouth.

"Thank you,thank you, thank you, thank you!" Cassie reeled off, as Beth's tongue now began to stab its way into Cassie's pussy.

"Yes, yes, that's it, girl, that's the way to eat Cassie," Cassie said.

Beth took her head away and bit the top of Cassie's thigh.

Cassie just about thundered at her: "Oh, don't stop!"

Deedee intervened at that point: "Bethie, don't you be teasing our friend that way."

"Yes, ma'am," Beth said, "But she's so much fun!"

Then she obediently put her mouth back at Cassie's pussy, while she winked at Cassie, getting a grin in return. But Cassie's grin faded quickly, as Beth's tongue was now engaged with her vagina again, this time courting the button of Cassie's clit and rasping over it continually.

It was finally too much for Cassie. She surged her hips forward and began to cum in Beth's mouth, holding Beth's face to her pussy and writhing against it.

"Oh,Oh,Oh, Oh,Oh, Oh!" Cassie squealed and then flopped back against the back of the chair.

"I've never, ever been treated that way, never been eaten that way, and I thought that I'd been eaten by the best! Damn, Deedee, she's good," Cassie said with absolute wonder in her voice.

Deedee just grinned at her friend and said:

"Yes, my Beth is good at that; lots of practice."

Then she turned to Beth and said: "Come here, sweet angel!"

Beth crawled to Deedee with a smile wreathing her features. Deedee bent down and kissed Beth's wet face, and then began the process of licking the wetness from Beth's face.

"Get a cloth, honey," Deedee said to Beth, who got up and got a wash cloth.

She washed Cassie's crotch, then she washed Deedee's face and then washed her own face. Then she sat down on her heels and simply smiled at the two women, leaning her head against Deedee's thighs.

"Rest time," Deedee said. "But not a finish! We've got this big finish in mind for our Beth."

Beth looked up at her and kissed her thigh.

"Don't you bite me, girl!" Deedee said with a grin, and Cassie laughed.

Beth gave her a feral kind of smile then and simply kissed her thigh again.

"You stay here with Cassie, honey," Deedee said to Beth then, "I need to get something."

She was gone only for a few minutes and came back carrying two harnesses to which were attached large rubber cocks. The cocks were 8" cocks, and Deedee was grinning broadly.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Beth said, sitting now by Cassie.

"Party time," Cassie said.

"Big finish for Bethie," Deedee murmured, as she pulled the strap on up her hips and got it in place.

They looked absolutely obscene, when the rubber pricks were in place, and they gathered Beth in for a hug. As she was surrounded by her mistress and Cassie, Beth held onto the rubber cocks, manipulating them, and thereby giving both women a thrill, as the ends of the rubber cocks were pressing hard against Deedee's and Cassie's pussy.

"Come on, Cass, before this minx gets us to cum without our having fucked her at all!" Deedee said, and led them into the garage.

"We'll play in here!" she said, and turning to Beth said:

"Wrists together, missy! Time to fuck Bethie!"

Beth stood with her wrists together and presented them to Deedee, who fetched some duct tape from the drawer of the work bench and taped Beth's wrists. Then she led her over to a corner where there was a large hook hanging from a beam. She lifted the wrists up and fastened Beth to the hook via her taped wrists.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Beth moaned.

"Here's the lady who was biting you!" Deedee laughed.

"Sorry!" Beth said meekly to Cassie.

Deedee picked up a jar of vaseline from the work bench and began to coat the rubber cock that she wore with it.

"Guess where this goes, dirty girl!" Deedee said.

"In me?" Beth said in a tiny voice.

"Up your ass!" Deedee replied.

"Eeeep!" Beth said.

Cassie laughed and said: "I guess 'eeep'!"

"Other surprises here too coming right alone, girlie!" Deedee said with a smile,while Cassie nodded conspiratorially.

She picked up a clothes pin from the work table.

"Now what can we do with this?" she wondered showing it to Beth.

"Nothing?" Beth asked with a tiny voice.

"Wrong!" Deedee proclaimed and put the clothes pin on one of Beth's nipples.

Beth hardly was able to suppress a huge scream, only to have another clothes pin attached to her other nipple.

"What do you think, Cassie," Deedee asked, "Photo time?"

"Definitely photo time!" Cassie said.

Deedee got the digital camera and began taking photos of Beth, hanging in the garage, feet on the floor but by her toes only.

Then Deedee went to Beth and put her arms around the suspended woman. She ran her hands up and down Beth's sides and her back and ass saying to her:

"Sweet angel, you look so hot! Are you okay? Shall we stop?"

"No," Beth said quietly, "Don't stop! It's as if you've crawled into my head and understand where the buttons are and are pressing them one after another. It's as if you've captured my soul."

"Then, honey, it's time; if it gets to be too much, you let me know, hear?"

Beth shook her head 'yes' and then said softly:

"I love you, Deedee! I love being your dirty girl!"

Cassie spoke then:

"This just bowls me over; Beth Swinton. Everyone knows Beth Swinton at the hospital; everyone knows how good and competent she it; everyone knows that if you want the job done and done right, you go to Beth Swinton, and here she is naked, hanging by her wrists, waiting to be fucked and loving it!"

Deedee was grinning then and said:

"Grand, isn't it?"

Then Deedee gave some instructions:

"Here, Cass, let's grease you up and you take her from the front; I'm going to take her from the back."

"Ready, honey?" Deedee asked.

"Do me!" Beth said in a voice that was strangled with her own lust.

"You heard her," Deedee said, and moved into place to help Cassie put the rubber cock that she wore at the entrance to Beth's pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Beth moaned, as the pussy slipped into her already wet pussy. "Ohhhhhhhh, yes! Do that! Doooooo that!"

"Seems to like it," Cassie said flexing her hips and moving the cock around, with another round of loud appreciative remarks from Beth.

"Here I come, angel," Deedee said and pulled Beth's hips back to give her a better angle.

She used her hand to grease Beth's rosebud ass hole and then inserted a finger. Beth moaned in her throat. Then it was two fingers and the moan was louder. Then the fingers were removed and Beth complained.

"Time!" Deedee said and pushed the head of the rubber cock against Beth's ass hole now, as she held Beth's ass cheeks apart. She pushed with her hips and the cock popped inside of Beth's ass hole.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" Beth almost shouted. "Huuuuurts! Huuurts a bit!"

In only a few seconds, Beth was saying:

"Better, better, better, yes! Do that now!! Fill me!!!!!!! Fillllllll meeeee!"

From that point on Cassie and Deedee worked together in a rhythm, and Beth, being buffeted by both of them, front and back, kept up a constant wordless moan.

The final orgasm, that occurred in Beth first but then took over Cassie next and finally Deedee was a cacophony of sound from the three women.

It was obvious that Beth was near passing out, when they were finished.

"Cassie, help me here," Deedee said, both of them had discarded the strap on contraptions and released Beth from her hanging position.

They got her down and she sat on the floor, at Deedee's feet and just rested her head against Deedee's knee.

"How are you, love?" Deedee asked. "That was quite a work out."

Beth giggled: "Was; I surely got done! I'm just tired."

At that point Cassie was up and grabbing her clothing. She said:

"Deedee, I appreciate the invite to stay over but you guys have a real love thing going on here, and I'm going home. Beth has had a real going over tonight and I enjoyed every bit of it that I was involved in but I really need to get out of your hair."

"Please don't go," Beth said, "I'll be fine after a few moments."

"Bull, honey," Cassie said, "You're all in. You know it and I do and Deedee does too."

"She's right, sweet angel," Deedee said. Then she turned to Cassie and said:

"Hey, Cass, you're a class act!"

"I love you too, girl!" Cassie said, as she started to leave.

She went to Deedee for a hug 'good night' and then to Beth also.

"Thank you, Cassie," Beth said, "This has been exciting for me!"

"It certainly has for me," Cassie said.

"Come on, Cass," Deedee said, her clothes now on. "I'll give you a ride home."

Then she turned to Beth and said:

"I'll be back in just a little time," she kissed Beth and left to take Cassie home.

Beth was waiting for Deedee, when she returned. She had a glass of sweet wine for each of them and was wearing a short, white silk robe.

"Lovely!" Deedee said, and sat in the living room with Beth.

"Bed time or shall we talk a bit?" Deedee asked.

"Let's talk," Beth said.

"Yes," Deedee replied, "Girlfriends."

"Girlfriends!" Beth said.

"What about the house?" Deedee wanted to know.

"How about if we go and look at the house one more time. Price doesn't really matter but we'll get a tax break, if we have a mortgage, so why not go that way with the project?"

"Good idea!" Deedee said, "Downpayment from the bank account?"

"Yes, a nice hefty one, at lest 20%, I guess," Beth answered.

"That reminds me," Beth said, "I have the bank books to show you. I want you to understand our financial picture."

"Oh, that's exciting," Deedee said.

"But first," Beth went on, "Why not work tomorrow at bringing some of your stuff here? How about if we go ahead with the house and you move in here, bringing your necessary stuff. We'll keep the rent up on your apartment and then transfer your stuff to the new house? It would make it easier!"

"That's why you have such a reputation for level headedness at the hospital, girl!" Deedee said with appreciation. "It sounds fine the way you describe it. I can bring clothes and stuff. I have plenty of room in my car."

Here she beamed at Beth and jumped up to give her a kiss and a hug.

"Most of the stuff at the apartment can wait until we're ready for it. Maybe we can get a quick closing on the house."

"Well, for the mortgage, I know that John Eltringham will take care of that for us."

"Nice to have people like that to help out," Deedee said.

"Nice breakfast tomorrow, maybe out, and then the house and then do some runs to your place to get you established here for good."

"Exciting!" Deedee said.

"Oh, I agree," Beth echoed.

Deedee slept a bit late but was awakened by the smell of baking cinnamon rolls. She got up put on a short robe and went to the kitchen, where she found Beth, clad only in an apron, finishing the work on the cinnamon rolls.

"Mmmm, yummy!" Deedee said.

Beth grinned at her and said "Good morning!"

Then Deedee said: "And cinnamon rolls too."

Beth giggled and went for a morning hug. They sat down to the hot rolls and some coffee. They talked about their day and Beth said:

"Let me get my folder and we'll look it over."

She got the folder that she was talking about, from Mr. Eltringham, and they both looked it over.

"This is pretty impressive," Deedee said.

"Yes," Beth answered. "I know it sounds goofy but I haven't touched this, at least not until the new car. I just haven't wanted to look at it. It makes me think such sad thoughts. They worked so hard for it."

"And they would want more than anything else to know that you're enjoying it," Deedee said.

"I think you're right," Beth answered. "I don't know why that never occurred to me but it's true." She sighed.

They looked the report over and it was Beth that spoke first:

"Gee, there's a lot more here than I thought at first."

"Got that right!" Deedee said. Then she added:

"Bethie, I'm nervous about this, I mean about taking anything from this. It's not why I want you or love you. I wanted you long before this ever came to light."

"Oh, I know that, honey," Beth said, putting her arms around Deedee; but you said it; you said that they'd want me to enjoy this and that's what I want to do, enjoy this with you."

"But there's over 5 million in these accounts," Deedee said.

"Great!" Beth said, "Let's buy the house and just make the mortgage payment an automatic one."

"Could do that!" Deedee said, giving Beth a hug.

"Sure, sweet angel?" Deedee said softly.

"All this is part of the me that you get!" Beth said.

"Whoohoo! All this money and tits 'n ass too! Good for me!" Deedee exploded.

Beth was grinning then. "Let's go look at our house!" she said to Deedee.

"Yes, and we can decide what kind of furniture we need to buy to make it ours together!" Deedee answered.

"Oh," Beth said next with enthusiasm:

"If we have a house, can we have a kitten? I love kittens."

"We should have at least two, make them companions for each other," Deedee said. "One of our first orders of business with the house is to go to the shelter and pick them out!"

"Whoohoo!" Beth said then.

"It's too bad that we have to dress!" Deedee said, "You look so hot that way!"

"Shower with me first and I promise to kneel and do honor to my mistress!" Beth said softly.

"You convinced me, lovely woman! Shower first!" Deedee said.

"And honor for my mistress!" Beth repeated.

"And that too," Deedee said.

They went off to the shower hand in hand.

Their day was a blazing success. The house was as lovely as they had remembered. It was large with a master bedroom wing up on the second floor above the kitchen and dining area. That master bedroom wing had a lounge-office room off of it and a huge bathroom. Shower stall on the side with a jacuzzi tub and immense closets.The main entrance led to a living room and off to one side and on a lower level was the family room. A separate area was off to the right of the living room and it had four guest bedrooms with a bathroom between each set of guest rooms. There was also a powder room, off of the living room.

They decided that they'd make one guest room an exercise room.

"Needs a big tv!" Beth said.

"Yes," Deedee agreed, "Cassie knows all about that kind of stuff. We can ask her and she'll get us set up for sure.

"Share an office room or each have one?" Beth asked.

"Maybe share one," Deedee said, "The one off of the bedroom for our desks and computers. Think?"

"Yes, lovely!" Beth said. Then added: "This is so exciting. It makes me sad that I don't need a new car!"

"Aha, folks," Deedee said, "She's got the itch."

Beth giggled.

They decided to make an offer and worked with the real estate agent to get the offer written and submitted. They also officially listed Beth's house for sale. She said that she'd contact the young couple who had an interest in it.

When they were finished with their house adventure, they went to Deedee's apartment and packed items, mostly clothes this time, to take to Beth's house/their house.

It was a busy day. They sat down in the mid afternoon at a coffee shop for a cup of coffee.

"We both have about a week or a little more coming," Beth said over coffee, "We can take some of that to get your move to our house settled, but how about a trip for the two of us? Short trip? New car and all?"

"Great!" Deedee said where shall we go?

They spent some time planning a driving trip that they were going to take for a few days.

Work the next day was one of the last of their days at the hospital. Beth's schedule was slightly lighter than Deedee's and they agreed to meet after Deedee was finished to decide about dinner.

Beth went to her car in the lot. She normally parked in the farthest lot, since it gav her exercise to walk to the hospital then.

She notice, as she walked along, that there were three guys playing basketball. Just as she got to her car, the ball rolled up to where she was. She picked it up and was going to throw it back, when she noticed that they were walking toward her.

"Got our ball, lady!" one of them said.

Beth knew by the look of them and the tone that there was going to be trouble.

"Yes," she said, "I was going to throw it back to you."

"Know what parking spot this is, whitey?" one asked.

"What?" she asked, and then: "What parking spot?"

"It's the blow job spot!" was the answer.

"What?" Beth asked again, getting frightened now, and looking around but seeing no one. "I don't understand," Beth said.

"Easy, white bitch," one said, "You park in that spot and it's gonna cost you a blow job for each of us!"

"Cost me? Blow job?" she said slowly, with a mixture of fear and an added element of sexual heat.

"You stupid, lady?" one asked.

"No," she said quietly.

"Then here's the way it'll be," came the next demand. "You take your clothes off until you're just wearing your pretty panties, and you kneel and then you suck us each off and there's no beating. You don't do that and the beating starts right now!"

"Don't hurt me! Please!" Beth said.

"Then strip, momma!" came the answer.

"Do you know Deedee McWilliams?" Beth asked.

They gave her a wary look, "Everyone knows Deedee," they said.

"I live with her!" Beth said.

"Yes, and I'm Harry Truman, the president!" one said and they laughed. "Strip, bitch or we kick your ass."

Beth realized that it wasn't going to help her. She began to unbutton her blouse.

"That's better, momma," she was told, "Get those clothes off and start doing what you white women always want to do!"

The blouse was off now and Beth unhooked her bra; she shook it off and straightened up.

One of them said: "Nice tits, bitch!"

"Thank you, " she said quietly.

"Bitch is polite!" one commented.

"Bitch doesn't want to get an ass kicking!" said another and the three of them laughed.

"Get it goin', you white cunt!" came the order next.

Beth knew that she had to continue the process and now unzipped her skirt, trying to avoid the temptation to look around for help. The skirt was off and set aside with her blouse and bra.

"Look at the ass on this momma," came the comment.

Beth mumbled another 'thank you,'; they cackled when she did.

"She's gonna even say 'thank you' so nicely, when we kick her lilly white ass!" one said, and they laughed again.

Beth waited.

"On your knees, whitey!" one said, "And open that white whore mouth!"

Beth sunk to her knees, knowing that at least this part was fuel for her fantasies, despite her fear of what was going to happen.

One of them stepped up to her immediately; he had his shorts down around his hips, showing a good looking torso and the tops of a pair of plaid boxers. He took out a medium sized, stiff black cock.

Another of them went behind Beth and grabbed her arms and held them behind her back The third one grabbed Beth by the back of the head and held her head in place.

Beth opened he mouth as wide as possible and clamped her lips around the invading prick. He began to push it in and out of Beth's mouth right away.

"Momma's certainly a cock sucker!" he crowed, as he plunged in and out of Beth's mouth.

"She's gonna have a mouth full of black jism soon enough!" the one fucking Beth's mouth continued.

"Fuck that bitch's mouth," said one of those standing behind her.

He increased his speed and Beth struggled to keep up with the cock that was, in effect, ****** her mouth.

He came and she almost coughed it up but managed to swallow and swallow and take his cum down.

"You bro!" said the first and he was replaced by one of the others.

It was the same scene now, the same procedure, and Beth set out to endure it.

She had her mouth fucked by the second one, who didn't last any more than the first. Then he was replaced by the third. The third one came quickly, steamed up, as he was, by watching the action up until now.

"I say we take her someplace and fuck her then kick her white ass good," the first one said then.

"You said," Beth wailed.

"Shut the fuck up!" he cut her off, "I said fuckin' nothing."

"We're waitin' for James," came a protest.

"Fuck James," the first one replied."We've got some prime white meat here and I want my cock in her ass!"

They were interrupted then by James who came on the scene and had heard the last of what was said.

"What the fuck are you guys doin'?" James protested.

"Just using the whitey's mouth!" came the reply, it was the first one who spoke.

"You're fuckin' with Deedee's babe!" James said with unbelief.

They both looked startled.

"This is?" said the first.

"I said so," Beth said but wasn't hear in the panic that ensued from James' statement.

"Hey, bro," one of the other guys said, "Can you square this?"

Before James said anything, Deedee stepped out of the shadows. She looked like the very presence of the wrath of God!

"Bethie!" she said.

Beth breathed a loud: "Deedee," and got up and went to her, sobbing against Deedee's shoulder.

"I told them I lived with you; they didn't believe me," Beth said.

"Hey we didn't really know," one of the three said to Deedee, who had by then pulled out a ****** from her purse.

"Oh, *****" one of the three said.

Deedee thundered at them:

"It doesn't matter, you fuckin' mutts, if she was mine or not. You don't just pull aside a white woman because she's near by and make her suck your randy cocks! That's what you **** for brains guys get for thinking with that ****** between your legs!"

The three guys now looked fairly frightened, not knowing what Deedee, in her rage, might or might not do with the gun she had.

"Tell you what, ass holes," Deedee said next. "My idea is to make a call here and you three get to have a good old fashioned ass kicking! You know that I can do it."

"Yes, ma'am," they all said, not wanting to fool with her at all.

"But I'm going to let Beth decide, and you tell any and all of your limp dicked pals that you don't treat a woman this way. Not Deedee's woman and not any woman."

She stared at them a bit.

"You fuckin' creeps! Had you come to me; had you asked with a session with my Bethie, I would have said 'yes' and Beth would have done it! But you have to be creeps. If she says that she wants you hurt, your hurt! If she says that she wants you killed, you're killed. You got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," was the barely spoken answer again.

"Beth," she said.

Beth said: "I don't want them hurt or killed, Deedee."

"Honey, you're too good for words!" Deedee answered.

"Thank you, ma'am," they said next, this time to Beth.

Beth disentangled herself from Deedee's arms and went to confront the guys. She put her clothes back on and said:

"What she says is right; I do what Deedee wants me to. Look at this!"

She pointed to her tit with the DDM nipple ring in it.

"Oh *****" one of them said.

Then Beth held out her hand:

"Give me your wallets. Now!"

They didn't hesitate but handed over their wallets.

"And you'd better hope that you have enough, otherwise Deedee gets to do what she wants."

Beth took the wallets and opened them one at a time. They all had a fairly good amount cash. She took $100 from the first wallet, throwing it back to the owner. She took the same amount from the second wallet, tossing it back also. From the third wallet, the one belonging to the first guy, who wanted to take Beth somewhere and fuck her and then beat her, Beth took it all, $175. She threw the wallets back. Then she said:

"Blow jobs are expensive, guys! Thanks for the business."

She turned and handed the money to Deedee saying:

"Here, Mistress, I earned this for you tonight."

Deedee laughed and said:

"Bethie, you are the best of the best."

Then she turned her attention to the chastened guys and said:

"Don't you fuckin' do anything to make me regret this. If you decide that you need to teach Beth a lesson, then you deal with me. You fuck with my people, you fuck with me, and if you do something to me, then you got my family to deal with. AM I CRYSTAL FUCKING CLEAR?"

"Absolutely, ma'am," they said.

Deedee turned to James next and said: "James, get your friends out of here, while I still am willing to do as Beth wishes. You answer for their good behavior!"

"Yes, Deedee," he said. Then he turned to the others and said:

"Come on; you guys are so fucking lucky that Beth is the way she is!"

"Got that right," Deedee said then.

They left and Beth went to Deedee's arms, and she cried:

"I was so frightened, Deedee," she said.

Deedee stroked her hair and whispered to her:

"It's okay, my angel my sweet one."

Then Deedee cried also. The two of them held each other for many long minutes. Finally, Beth looked up into Deedee's tear stained face and said:

"At least we made some money!"

Deedee laughed at that and agreed:

"That we did, girl; that we did! How about if we go out to dinner on the?"

"Think we have enough to pay for dinner?" Beth asked, with a smirk.

"Might just make it!" Deedee said with her own grin.

Then Deedee said, straight face now, to Beth:

"I was scared, when I came up in the shadows that they had already done something to you to hurt you. It was only hearing you speak that kept me from shooting them, while I was still in the dark, and I might still."

"Please don't," Beth said. "I don't want you in trouble because of me. I don't want you going away anywhere, when we just now are buying our house and getting this life for us. I just don't."

"As usual, you make sense, girl, and you're also as usual all love."

"Shower and then dinner or just out to dinner?" Beth asked.

"Let's just go and get something to eat, then when we get home, we get to stay home," Deedee answered.

They walked along then, and decided to take Deedee's car and leave Beth's 'til later.

"Did you talk to Cassie about the tv and stereo stuff and all?" Beth said.

"Yes, and she's really excited about the possibilities," was Deedee's reply. "We'll need to get together with her about it soon."

"Good," Beth said. "Maybe we can have that ***** over that we spoke of!" Beth said softly.

"Dirty girl!" Deedee chuckled.

"I know," Beth said almost with wonder in her voice, "Deedee, I . . .I realize how it sounds but I even enjoyed giving those guys blow jobs!"

Deedee smiled at Beth and said:

"I know that, Bethie, but they don't!"

"Too bad!" Beth said then.

"Dirty girl!" Deedee said again and Beth giggled.

They had a quiet dinner, with Deedee all the while talking to Beth and helping to calm her down.

For her part, Beth was conflicted by the mixed emotions of the fear that she felt, that was so real, when the guys were making demands, demands that she complied with but which never seemed to be enough, and the sexual heat that the situation, as it faded, at least, produced for her.

She talked to Deedee about it. Shaking her head, she said:

"I know that I'm probably crazy but it turned me on; I mean, as it gets farther away, it seems to be kind of exciting."

"What part of it?" Deedee wanted to know.

"The thought of them beating on me," Beth said.

Deedee covered Beth's hand with her own and said softly to her:

"We'll take care of those feelings at home; your Deedee will take their place and we'll be a little rough. That might do it."

"Ohhhh," Beth sighed, "It might at that. Oh, Deedee, I'm such a pervert."

"No," Deedee said decisively, "No, you're not any pervert. Different kinds of things turn you on is all."

Deedee drove them into the garage. When they both got out, Deedee gave Beth a quick kiss and said:

"Strip naked and wait for me here. Put on the hand cuffs. Totally naked!"

"Totally naked, ma'am, it is," Beth answered, she was smiling now in anticipation.

She was waiting in the garage for Deedee, when she got back. Now her hands were encased in a pair of handcuffs in front of her.

"In front, ma'am?" Beth asked politely.

"Yes," Deedee said, "We're going to hang this love from the ceiling hook and play with her for a while."

"Oh, yes!" Beth said, beginning to lose herself in this world of rough, severe sensations.

Deedee grabbed Beth's hand by the cuffs on her wrists and stretched them up to attach them to a hook that was suspended from the beams above.

"You are quite a sight like that, sweet angel," Deedee said.

She walked around and around Beth, letting her hand slide over smooth surfaces of skin, on her hips, her ass cheeks, across her belly, her tits, shoulders. It all made Beth shiver with pleasure.

"Okay, tell me what you did tonight! Why do you think, Bethie, that you're suspended from the garage rafters like this, naked and vulnerable? Tell me."

"I sucked their cocks, ma'am, all three of them," Beth said, blushing.

"But they were ******* you to do that," Deedee reasoned with her, she had picked up now a wooden paddle that had lain on the work bench.

Just then the doorbell rang.

"Don't go away, Bethie," Deedee said, "I'll be right back."

She grabbed the hanging woman and gave her a fierce kiss before going into the kitchen from the garage. She smiled at Beth, who was watching her, and put the light out before she left the garage.

"Ohhh," Beth sighed into the darkness.

Deedee was surprised to see Cleo, James and two of the three guys from the parking lot at the hospital at the door. She stood and stared, giving them a hard look. They didn't look comfortable or pleased.

Cleo spoke:

"Deedee, I've been talking to these dick heads and the want to come and apologize to you and to Beth."

"Smart idea," Deedee said softly. "Come on in."

"Is Beth here?" Cleo asked, when they were inside.

"She's busy just now," Deedee said. "There were three," she continued.

"The third is long gone," Cleo said. "Didn't want any part of the scene, or these two any more for that matter. He's an out of towner anyhow."

"So, let's hear it," Deedee said.

"Ms. Deedee, we acted like *******; don't know what the hell we were thinking!" one of them began.

"Weren't thinking," Deedee said.

"No, ma'am," he answered. "We weren't. It's not just that Beth is your friend," he went on.

"My lover and my friend; you trespassed, boy!" she shot at him.

"Yes, ma'am we did that; it's why we came to apologize to you and to her," he went on. "It's also that we did it to anyone," he concluded. "Don't know what was in our minds. You give us this chance and that **** is done for good and all."

"Language!" Deedee said sharply.

"Yes, ma'am," he said, "Sorry."

Cleo looked at Deedee and said a soft:

"Thank you!" to her.

Deedee turned to the guys and said:

"Count yourselves lucky that Cleo was here; she's my gal, and James too, so count yourselves lucky."

She thought for a moment and smiled, almost inwardly and continued.:

"Since you're with my friends, Cleo and James, I want to show you something. It was Cleo and James who brought me and Beth together. I owe them and we both know that."

After she said this, she moved to Cleo and gave her a kiss on the cheek; then she did the same to James.

She said, her arms around James' neck: "Come with me. You can apologize to Beth pesonaly. She's in the garage right now."

They followed her through the living room and the kitchen to the door to the garage.

As she got to the garage door, she spoke in a loud voice:

"Beth, honey, we have visitors; you don't mind if I bring them in, do you? It's our Cleo and James and two of those guys from the parking lot. They want to apologize."

Then she stared at them and said: "This isn't over until Mr Third ****** comes to this house to apologize! Clear?"

The other two guys, still nervous said: "Clear."

Then Deedee opened the door and put the lights on.

"Oh *****" was the only comment that was heard, and it was from one of the guys from the parking lot. Cleo and James just looked at each other and smiled and then smiled at a grinning Deedee.

"Isn't she wonderful looking like that?" Deedee ask.

"Certainly is," Cleo said, and James nodded in agreement.

"Here's how it is," Deedee said, "Cleo, honey, you and James know our girl; you just greet her. But you two, you go, one at a time and kneel in front of her and apologize for giving her such a bad time. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," was the answer.

"And tell that other mutt,if he's in this town, he owes my woman an apology. You don't go ******* women to begin with but if you fuck with Deedee's family, you fuck with Deedee,and you don't want to do that, not now not ever."

Cleo went to where Beth was still suspended from the ceiling and put her arms around her:

"Hey, girl!" Cleo said, putting her arms around a smiling Beth.

"Hi, Cleo!" Beth said quietly.

"You look so hot!" Cleo said.

"I like this!" Beth replied, "She knows what I like, what I want, what I need; she takes good care of me."

"Got that right," James said and collected his hug from Beth next.

Then Deedee said to the other two:

"Do it, you two! You wanna be back in my good graces; you act nice and proper to my girl."

They went to Beth one at a time and knelt in front of her. They both offered an apology and the second one even said:

"Ms. Beth, you sure look pretty there! Pretty and hot both!"

Beth giggled and said: "Deedee likes me this way at times."

The two boys backed off and Deedee took over again:

"Show time, folks," she said.

She went to Beth and said:

"Bethie, you want to do this? You want some rough? You want some hard time? You don't, you say so and we're done here, honey."

"I want this," Beth said, "I don't always understand it but it makes me feel so alive, especially when you're here and now we have Cleo and James and the others."

"Oh, my Beth wants everyone in on the party?" Deedee asked.

"Only if it's what you want, ma'am," she said to Deedee.

"That's my sweet girl," Deedee said, and then turned to the others and said:

"First I'm gonna use a kind of a paddle to warm her up a bit but then it's the green rod because I want some stripes in the morning."

"You understand, honey?" Deedee said to Beth then.

"Yes, ma'am," Beth answered.

Then Deedee went to the work bench and got the paddle that was lying there. She walked over to Beth and stood directly in front of her and asked:

"Now why are we doing this? Why are we going to discipline our Beth?"

"For being wicked!" Beth said softly.

"But they attacked you!" Deedee said.

"But I liked it so much; it turned me on so much, and that was wicked and I need you to deal with me, when I'm wicked."

Deedee turned then and said:

"James, help me with those clothes pins there."

James smiled and fetched the clothes pins from the work bench. He went to Beth and was smiling broadly.

Beth was sweating.

"Mr. James, sir!" she said.

"Now what do you imagine that Deedee wants me to do with these?" he asked innocently.

"They're for my nipples!" Beth said, and there was a noticeable tear in her eye.

"Got it!" James said, and pulled on Beth's right nipple.

"Ohhhhh!" she said.

"We'll have lovely sounds from her," Deedee said to the guys, "Before we're done here."

The clothes pin was applied, after James continued his work with the nipple, by twisting it, pulling on it and pinching it hard.

When he put the clothes pin on her nipple, Beth wailed:

"Awwwwwwwwww!"

Deedee was standing there and she kissed a tear that was running down Beth's cheek.

"Okay, girlfriend?" she asked.

"In love with you," Beth answered. "More!"

Deedee said:

"James," and he fetched the next clothes pin and got the other nipple ready by playing with it and pinching it; then he put the clothes pin on:

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Beth wailed.

Deedee moved in, in the middle of Beth's wail and pressed her mouth against Beth's, cutting off the sound. Beth made throat noises as she returned Deedee's kiss. When Deedee was done with the kiss, Beth whispered:

"More, please!"

"Yes, love," Deedee said and twisted the clothes pins bringing forth a shriek from Beth.

"Cleo, honey," Deedee said, "We need a gag for this girl; she's getting loud and might get louder yet. You can go into the house if you need to."

Cleo looked at the leering guys and decided that she would do that. She stepped into the kitchen and came back with a pair of black satin panties, which she stopped up Beth's mouth with.

"Ready for what's next, honey?" Deedee asked Beth.

Beth shook her head 'no', and Deedee laughed.

"Want more?" Deedee asked then.

Beth shook her head 'yes' and Deedee chuckled:

"That's my girl."

She took the paddle now from the work bench and walked around Beth once, giving the hanging woman the chance to see what she had in her hand. Beth's eyes followed her, as she stalked around and around. Suddenly Deedee stopped and said:

"Here's how it will be; I get three whacks with the paddle and then with the rod, and Cleo does and James does. You two," she pointed to the two from the parking lot, "Have already had some fun. If there's another time, maybe you get to participate a little more."

They just shook their heads in agreement.

Beth tensed herself but still wasn't totally ready for the splat of the paddle against her ass. She jerked and jumped and squealed into Cleo's panties, in her mouth. Deedee followed it up with another severe what to her ass, and then, quickly a third one.

Beth was panting by that point; her nose was running and there were tears on her cheeks.

Deedee stepped up with a tissue and wiped Beth's nose and her tears.

"Are you okay, angel?" she asked.

Beth shook her head 'yes'.

"Stop?" Deedee asked.

Now the motion was 'no', and Deedee kissed her:

"You're so much fun to play with, Bethie!"

Beth blinked twice with her eyes to say 'thank you' for that.

Deedee understood: "You're welcome!" she said and kissed Beth on each cheek. Then she stepped away and Beth got a haunted look in her eyes knowing that more was coming. It was James now and the blows were really severe. He hit her three times with the paddle, leaving her ass cheeks almost a cherry red.

Deedee did the clean up again, and then Cleo took over. These three blows from the paddle were what ultimately about did Beth in. Now she was sagging against the cuffs on her wrists, and her eyes were fluttering closed.

"That's about it!" Deedee said with decision. "We don't want it to go any further tonight."

She turned to the others and said:

"James, I want you to take your friends here and leave Beth to me and Cleo; we'll take care of her. Remember what I said about our missing friend. I am not someone to fuck with! He'd better be here soon. Not tonight but soon!"

There was no arguing with her. James and the other two guys left. Deedee turned to Cleo then and said:

"Honey, let's get her down; she's had enough."

Cleo helped Deedee to get Beth down, and take off the hand cuffs. Then they walked her with their arms around Beth's waist, to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, Deedee said to Cleo:

"Let her sit on the bed for a minute."

Cleo sat on the bed with Beth, while Beth leaned her head against Cleo's shoulder, and Cleo put her arm around the tired white woman.

Soon Deedee appeared with a tall glass of wine for Beth. She took it with simple thanks and drank a huge bit of it right away. It made her fuzzy almost immediately.

Then Deedee stripped her clothes off. Beth watched it with a smile. With no hesitation, Cleo did the same, until all three of the women were naked.

"Oh, gorgeous naked women," Beth said, "All for me; a naked Cleo and my naked naked love Deedee, all for me, all for Bethie!"

They chuckled together.

"We'll take her to the shower now," Deedee said.

They went and got the shower ready and the three of them stepped in under the water. It began to revive Beth; she put her arms up in the air and hummed a tune and moved her hips around. Deedee laughed and said:

"Stay still, girl!"

"Yes, ma'am," Beth answered and kissed Deedee.

Beth giggled and said to Cleo:

"I like kissing Deedee!"

Then she simply clung to Deedee but turned her head to give Cleo a kiss on the lips too.

They got her out of the shower then, dried themselves and dried Beth also.

"So tired," Beth said, "Sorry, lover, Mistress, so tired tonight!"

They put Beth on the bed and Deedee got first aid lotion. Together they put lotion on all of the bruises that Beth had both from the parking lot incident and also from the paddling in the garage.

"Mmmmmm," Beth crooned, as they rubbed the lotion in.

"It's ***** for you wonder woman!" Deedee said with a laugh. Then she spoke to Cleo, who stood by smiling:

"You stay with us tonight? Give her the protection of a warm body on each side?"

Sure enough, Beth woke in the middle of the night out of a very bad dream about the guys from the parking lot and the beating that they were giving her.

"No, no, no, noooooo!" she wailed into the night, when she felt strong arms both from the front of her and the back of her holding her.

Deedee said to her: "Hush now, girl, no bad dream is gonna hurt you here. Not gonna happen!"

Then she remembered, and sighed:

"Oh, it's Deedee, my own Deedee, and Cleo! How marvelous is this? How marvelous is it to be taken care of!"

Then Beth slept again, the last thing before ***** overtook her that she remembered is Deedee kissing her lightly on the lips.