les histoires de chrislebo

Michelle Cataluna was getting ready for her program when she was notified that a
package was delivered to her. She signed the documents, taking the bulky box to
her office. At first, the contents of the package seemed to be evidence for a
new lawsuit against the
sleaze-industry. 10 brightly packaged videos, all in pornographic nature.
Michelle only realized the real purpose of the delivery when she picked up one
of the tapes, feeling like she was hit with a sudden stroke. She had to hold
onto a chair to remain stable on her two feet:

There she was, her little princess, on the cover of a porn-video, smiling in an
obscene pose. After a few moments, Michelle finally brought herself to examining
the contents of the package. All the tapes featured Lara. Underneath the
video-tapes, there was a copy of the contract signed by Lara. It was official
and it would hold in court. She also found a note:

"If you don't want these tapes released all over the country, contact me.
Richard Rostock."

"What do you want?" asked Michelle, barely able to contain the anger in her
voice. She hated the man on the other end of the phone with all her intensity.
At first, she had believed her ******** must have been physically ******* into
par-taking in the smut. It turned out, there were other reasons - such as facing
15 years in jail.

"Well, Michelle, for starters, how about some dirt on my ex-wife? You know damn
well she lied in the divorce trial, and I want some detailed information about
that."

Michelle wondered for a few moments. She'd be selling-out her client. But, there
was no alternative:

"Is that it?"

"Not quite. I want you to bring this information to my office personally. You
can catch a flight from LA. And we can discuss other matters person-to-person".

Michelle was silent. She hadn't felt so scornful yet helpless in her entire
life.

"I'll be there" she managed to say before hanging up.

Michelle had been waiting at the reception desk for more than a
half-hour. It was humiliating to be kept waiting for so long, but no doubt this
was yet another power-play by Richard Rostock. And he had all the cards now. She
also looked around to see if she could see Lara - she hadn't returned her calls.

Finally, a fat woman approached her: "Mr. Rostock will see you now". Michelle
was escorted to her adversary's room.

Richard didn't even bother getting up. He had no intention of treating Michelle
like a lady. "Sit" he pointed at a chair.

Doing a very poor job of hiding her animosity, Michelle sat on the chair,
pulling out a thick folder.

"Here's all the information you need" she informed Richard.

He took the folder but didn't bother looking inside. "Very well".

"Where's my ********?"

"Your ********? Oh, you mean the sexy little office slut we keep around here for
entertainment purposes. You know, I must command you Michelle: You really raised
a perfect slut!"

Michelle's face reflected a mixture of anger and dismay. If Michelle had the
opportunity, she could **** Richard at that very moment:

"Your feminist masterpiece of a ******** is actually is quite the tasty little
fucktoy. You wouldn't believe what a slut she's turned out to be. In just the
last two months she's fucked more men - and women - than a common street whore!!
You have to see your little bitch in bed - she fucks like an ******! She knows
just the perfect way to give a blow job, how to squirm her fantastic body for
the maximum enjoyment of men. She is not really a big-ball breaker like her
******, but she can certainly lick a pair of balls like a little puppy!"

"I'm gonna **** you" hissed Michelle. This despicable ******, the man she had
once destroyed, had turned her Lara into a little boytoy.

"Oh, no, I don't think so. Before you get to have your ******** back, there's
one more thing you must do."

"What??" asked Michelle in frustration.

"I want you to get down on your knees and suck my cock..."

The woman was astonished. "You have to be kidding..." she muttered.

"It's what I've wanted ever since you walked into that courtroom and began
interrogating me with that bitch mouth of yours. Remember how you strolled back
and forth in the courtroom, smiling at the jury, trying to nail me down with all
your questions - well, all that time, I was thinking how nice it would be to see
you on your knees, sucking my cock, making no sounds other than gagging and
slurping."

Michelle gasped. The fact that she was expected to take a cock into her mouth
was revolting enough; the idea of giving a blow job to a hated enemy made her
sick to her stomach. Yet, she had no choice.

"Attagirl, get down on your knees and suck me like the common slut that you
are!"

Soon a frustrated Michelle was on her knees, Richard's cock buried in her
throat, her tongue sliding along his penis. Michelle, being the all-powerful
feminist that she was, hadn't given a blow job since the early days of
highschool. Whenever Richard felt like she wasn't doing the best job she could,
not using her tongue as enthusiastically as he'd like, he gave her hair a
painful yank, making sure his newest pet worked as hard as her ******** did. He
was looking down to Michelle's pretty head bobbing back and forth, his cock
buried in her face: The haughty, proud, man-eating bitch was on her knees,
servicing him like a common whore.

"You see Michelle" Richard spoke through his heavy breathing: "Men love getting
blowjobs from beautiful women. It makes us feel powerful!"

"Look at me!" he yanked her hair back so that Michelle's eyes were turned up
towards him even as she continued sucking. In this position, every woman looked
like a deer caught in the headlights: Powerless and weak, serving the man on her
knees - it didn't matter whether it was one of Richard's little bimbos or the
mighty ball-buster Michelle Cataluna: The eyes of a woman sucking on a Man's
cock and looking up at him as if to seek approval from him - those eyes only
revealed helplessness, fear and undeniable acknowledgment of subservience...

"This is so good" was all Richard could say as he felt his balls exploding in
another powerful orgasm - his jism shut down Michelle's throat - she was gagging
now but Richard's strong grip held her head in place, making sure globs of cumm
traveled down to her stomach. Half way through, he suddenly pulled out his cock,
resting it on Michelle's lips and smearing his cumm all over her pretty face.
Once he was through and his cock began shrinking next to her face, Richard
stepped back and looked at Michelle as if he was admiring his accomplishment.

"Ever since we met" he told her, "ever since you walked into my life like a
bitch from hell, this is how I envisioned you Michelle: My cumm dripping from
your face".

"Where's my ********?" demanded Michelle in a hoarse voice as she tried to get
rid off the cumm on her face.

"Oh, Lara? She's on her farewell tour..."

"Farewell tour?"

"Yes... She's going around the building giving every employee one last
blow-job".

"Are you done with us?" asked Michelle.

Richard smiled. "Yeah, you're free to go"

As Michelle rushed out the door to find Lara, Richard whispered to himself:

"Don't forget, though: You did get me convicted of lying."

Kelly Van Ryan was back in Beverly Hills, strolling along, on a shopping trip.
Bags of expensive clothes were dangling from her hands. It had been less than a
week since Sammy Milano released her from the
Gang-House. He had stayed loyal to the deal. Kelly had the tattoo and
nipple-rings removed, and the young woman finally felt confident enough to
flaunt her sexy body in girlish charm, putting on mini-skirts and tight blouses.
She'd been calling Lara but her friend seemed to be out-of-town. She hadn't seen
her friend since the awful day they were caught.

All of a sudden, a car came to a screeching halt right in front of Kelly. She
shrieked in shock, not knowing what to do. Her shock turned into instant fear
when she saw who was stepping out of the car: HAMMER.

"Hi bitch! Did you miss us? We certainly missed your juicy white cunt..?"

Kelly trembled in fear. "No... No, get away from me... You can't have me
anymore. Sammy let me go..."

"Yeah?" smiled Hammer, anger apparent in his hardened black face. "Well, did
Sammy promise anything about these? Because we were frankly planning to send
them to your parents, grandparents, your friends... basically distribute it to
anyone who might be interested..."

Kelly looked at the pictures in despair: Her nude poses that would put hookers
to shame: Spreading her pussy lips for the camera, being fucked on her knees,
cumm dripping from her face...

"There are even magazines willing to pay good money for these... Unless, you
promise to visit us, once-a-week, that's all. One day a week your ass belongs to
us!"

"No, please..." was all Kelly could say.

"Imagine Mommy and Daddy seeing their little ******** like this... getting
fucked like a whore..." Hammer held the picture up. "Do we have a deal, bitch?"

"Yes..." said the broken girl.

"Well then..." Hammer opened the car door: "Today's your first visit!!"

Kelly had already begun sobbing when Hammer was settled in the front seat and
made a comment about "how the bitch would pay for her little escape".

The car sped away, with Kelly Van Ryan in it.

Richard Rostock was seated in the leather backseat of the Limo, reading the
paper. The business news was about Rostock Enterprises, detailing how
once-convicted business tycoon Richard Rostock had made his way back into big
leagues through his stellar Internet investments which now valued his firm well
above $5 billion. But the most entertaining news to Richard was on the cover
page. The picture was of Michelle Cataluna and her ******** Lara, both hiding
behind shaded sun-glasses and scarves. The two had been ambushed by reporters on
the LAX airport, did their best, in agony, to avoid the humiliating questions.
The spectacle was all about the release of Pink Compassions' newest erotic video
series featuring the prominent feminist's ********. Cataluna had been ****** to
resign from Women Liberation Front, her TV show was canceled and she had
withdrawn her bid from the congressional race. The
journalists, knowing Cataluna's stance against pornography had a field day with
the scandal. The famous feminist had turned into a matter of national joke over
night, providing Leno and Letterman with vast material. The Women Liberation
Front had taken pains to explain this incident did not reflect on the entire
organization, but few seemed to be paying attention to their protests.

Richard picked up the phone, dialed his lawyer:

"George, I think we have grounds to re-open the case against my wife".

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Blackmailed Secretary

Roberta's entrapment

Roberta woke in a sweat. As soon as she was conscious, her thought ran
to his boss. She began feeling nervous again as he had finally asked
to talk to her in
his office that day. Her night had been troubled and she had tossed
and turned as she
thought back to that terrible moment when, a few days ago, Mr.
Depoulos stepped into the
agency with a roll of documents and tossed them on her desk. Roberta
had gone blank as she
easily recognised the documents. "I don't care why you manipulated
those documents, Roberta,
all I know is that this is illegal, against the company's interest,
and that I will have
to take action against you for that". Mr. Depoulos watching her, his
little black
eyes sharp as knives. Roberta blushing hard and unable to speak. "We
will discuss your
situation later". Roberta did not cheat on the insurance company for
her own interest. She was
moved to compassion and had helped a customer. She knew Depoulos too
well to even think
about discussing her reasons with him. She had rushed home and
searched through her books
to figure out what could happen to her at worst. The result was that
the worst was simply
unbearable. Apart from losing her job, she could be prosecuted by law,
and get a penalty
that would take years to be paid, and ruin her life. After that
mistake, also, it
would have been very hard for her to find another job, at least in the
insurance business,
which was all she was experienced in. And, something that made her
heart ache, her marriage
with her beloved Rod would probably vanish.

Rod. She didn't have the guts to tell him. If Depoulos forgave her,
Rod would just never
know about all this nightmare. If she was forgiven... She just had to
be. As she opened her
suitcase, she ************* chose clothes that would make her look
prettiest. She went for
a black bra and matching thong, and a grey business suite comprising a
short, quite tight
skirt, and a jacket that would show a bit of her ample cleavage. Then
she opened her
pantyhose drawer, hesitated, and closed it. She opened a lower drawer
and fetched a pair of
silk black hold-ups. She would wore high heels, and fine makeup. She
hurried to the bath to
prepare herself. Her heart was pounding. She briefly felt guilty about
trying to look sexy.
Yet that was not meant as an invitation of sorts, she thought that
it's simply a fact that
good looks can put your interlocutor in a better disposition. She
slipped into her thong
and began feeling nervous again. She combed her long curly hair and
embellished her green
eyes with mascara.

Roberta stepped into Depoulos office. He was a Greek, small and a bit
overweight, almost
bald, with intense little black inquiring eyes. Roberta would never
consider him as an
interesting man, and that was not just the appearance. He was also a
greedy, cynical and
hard to please person. He made a brilliant career in the insurance
company mostly thanks to
his lack of scruples. Although they knew each other since three years,
Roberta and her boss
were definitely not friends. She couldn't remember to have seen him
smile. She used to
think he probably hated or just despised her.

Depoulos raised his eyes from his large, shiny desk to her. She
greeted and, following his
gesture, sat on a chair before him. Her heart was racing and she was
already blushing. She
felt like she was before the judge... well that was very close to the
truth.

"I hope that in these few days, Roberta, you got an accurate idea of
the consequences of
your action," he said coldly. "Yes, sir," she replied in a low voice.
Her gaze went to the
floor briefly, then she urged herself to raise her face and meet his
eyes. "You are aware
of the pecuniary penalty, of the fact that you would be banned from
insurance and other
financial employment," he paused to see her nod, "and maybe even of
the fact that I have
the power and the will to bring this to the extremes and ruin your
whole life. All correct?"
Roberta sadly nodded. "Yes sir," she murmured, "but let me..."
Depoulos raised his hand to
interrupt her. "I'm not interested in what you are willing to offer or
say to amend your
mistake. And there's an obvious reason, Roberta, because I can take
anything I want,
independent of what you offer." He grinned. "Or am I wrong?" Roberta
weakly shook her head.
"No you're not," she said.

Depoulos nodded. "The documents proving your unwise conduct are now in
a safe place, in a
locker", he said. She looked a bit surprised. "A... locker?" "Yes.
Simply put, Roberta,
until I own those papers I own you. I own you completely. And I care
for my properties."
He let his gaze down her face to her jacket. "Now Roberta, I would
like to inspect my
property immediately."

As the truth made its way to her mind, Roberta's face blushed crimson
and she began to
tremble, her heart racing faster and faster. She hoped she was wrong.
She tried to act like
she had no idea what he was saying. "Excuse me?" she muttered.
Depoulos shook his head
slowly. "Don't behave like this, Roberta," he said, "I could have you
bend over, rip your
panties off, and whip your ass for pretending to be more light-headed
than you are. What do
you think I mean by inspecting my property?" Roberta felt tears in her
eyes. "Please..."
she sobbed, "please don't..."

Depoulos shook his head again. His grin was even more obvious. "This
hesitation makes for
five strokes on your bare ass. You'll get them before you get out of
this office. From now
on, each hesitation in answering a question, or obeying an order, will
be punished. Do you
understand this?" Roberta nodded. "Yes..." she murmured. A big tear
ran down her cheek.
"Good. Now answer my question. What do I mean by inspecting my
property?"

Roberta nervously looked down to her stockinged knees, twitching her
fingers. "That... you
want me to undress, sir". Depoulos nodded. "Correct. Stand up."
Roberta stood slowly, her
legs were slightly trembling as were her hands. "Raise your skirt,
bitch, slowly." The
order came cold and sharp as a razor. Roberta reached for the hem of
her skirt, almost
*************, and lifted it up slowly, revealing her thighs... he
looking... then the hem
of her stockings... he still looking... then her black thong...
Depoulos nodding.

"Turn around". Roberta turned on her heels, displaying her firm, round
ass to her boss.
"Do you always dress as a whore like this, or did you think of me
while you were dressing
up today, Roberta?" Roberta's heart was rushing, and she couldn't even
try to find a less
humiliating answer than the truth. "I was thinking of you, sir" she
muttered. Depoulos
laughed. "Remove your thong, bitch". Roberta tried to lower her hands
to the waistband of
the thong, but she didn't have the nerve. "Please... Sir..." she
sobbed.

"Ah, well," said Depoulos. "So we are up to ten strokes on your ass.
Your next hesitation
adds five on your cunt. Do you understand?" Roberta felt the first big
drop fall from her
eyes. "Yes sir" she muttered. "I'd better check it. Repeat. What did I
say about your next
hesitation?" She sobbed. "It will cost me five strokes... on my...
cunt sir". She shivered
as she said that word. She would have used another one. But was too
frightened to displease
him.

"Good. Now remove that thong and try to use your brains from now on,
stupid worthless
bitch." Roberta reached for the waistband, tears flowing. The thong
slipped down her
beautiful legs to the floor, and she stepped out of it. Still she was
standing with her
back to Depoulos, her shoulders shaking with her weeping.

"You have a sexy and spankable ass, Roberta. Now bend over, spreading
your legs, and show
me your cunt." She moved her feet apart, trembling and crying, and
bent down. She put her
hands on her knees. Then, without the need for another order, lowered
more and reached for
her calves with her hands. She was on display in the most humiliating
way she ever was.
"I'm sure you know how whores display themselves, Roberta. Open your
cunt lips quickly."
Roberta was now in a nightmare. Her trembling hands went to her sex
and she gently parted
her sex lips, showing her pink inner skin to Depoulos. He stood,
smiling. "Good bitch," he
said, reaching for her sex. She felt a shiver down her spine as the
fat fingers of her boss
touched her exposed sex, and his middle finger slowly slid up inside
her. "Who uses this
hole, Roberta? Your boyfriend?" Roberta nodded, eyes closed, tears
slowly pouring. "Speak
loud when I ask you something bitch", he said, punctuating his words
with hard slaps on her
ass. "Yes... my boyfriend, sir". Depolous smiled again, and began
pumping his finger into
her hard and fast, adding another one after a few thrusts. "But his
small cock isn't enough
for a large whore cunt like yours, am I correct Roberta?" The poor
girl sobbed. "Y..." her voice dying. "Yes sir". Depoulos
spanked her ass again. Being spanked felt so humiliating, the
psychological pain much deeper
than the physical. And the words he used... "Full sentences from
fuckpigs, Roberta" he
hissed. "Answer again." His fingers pushed deeper with each thrust. He
pushed in deep and held
still, impaling her sex on three fat fingers. "His... small cock is
not enough for me
Sir". "For your large fuckpig cunt?" "For... for my... large...
fuckpig cunt sir".

Roberta was broken. Depoulos resumed fucking her sex with three
fingers and, to add to her
desperation, she felt on the edge of climax when he withdrew. He sat
back in his big
comfortable chair. "Stand up and turn, bitch". Roberta finally
released her sore sex lips
and stood, turning to face Depoulos. He looked at her, clearly wanting
to take it slow now,
as if he knew... he probably knew... that Roberta was unbearably
suffering in the fires of
***********. "Remove your shoes." She dropped her stiletto heels one
by one, raising her
calves and pushing them off onto the floor. Depoulos nodded. Knowing
she was bare feet,
with just stockings, added to his sense of power and her sense of
defencelessness. "It
looks like a nice set of udders on this fuckpig," said Depoulos. "Show
me." Roberta reached
with trembling hands to the buttons of her blouse. Her heart was still
pounding hard and
fast, and her face was purple red, wet with tears. As soon as she
undid her last button,
Depoulos guided her next step: "pull those balloons from the bra". She
sadly obeyed,
pulling her large breasts from the enclosing satin bra. Her breast was
big, firm, young and
healthy. She was proud of it... in normal circumstances. Now for the
first time in her life
she found herself feeling that she was too big... feeling that she was
obscene. Depoulos
grinned. "Nice big udders like yours are very good for spanking and
*******," he said.
"Now, fuckpig, I hope your know what your mouth is for. And I hope you
can tell me now, or
it's gonna be a hard punishment. Say what you think about your mouth,
bitch. What is it
for."

She knew what he wanted to hear. She did not even try to find a less
crude way to say it,
unsure if he would be pleased at all with the words she could find.
"M... my mouth..." she
sobbed "is for sucking cock... sir." He nodded. "Yes. And do whores
like you suck on their
knees Roberta?" She hesitated. "Yes... sir" she muttered. "Good, then
you may kneel, as I
am going to give you the honour of sucking a bigger cock than you are
used to, Roberta".
"Yes sir", she muttered again, kneeling promptly. Roberta was a few
steps away from her
boss. "Crawl to me, on all fours like a wanton doggie bitch", he
commanded. Roberta fell on
all fours and moved across the carpeted floor. Depoulos watched,
enjoying the sight of this
beautiful young girl crawling almost naked, her big tits gently
swaying with her movement,
and shapely ass in the air, her firm legs on display in those sexy
stockings. She crawled
to her boss' feet and rested, eyes lowered in shame. "Do you like to
***** cum, bitch?" he
asked. Roberta sobbed softly. She didn't. But knew better than tell
the truth now. "Yes...
sir" she submissively replied. "Good," said Depoulos. "From now on,
you will ***** my cum
at least three times a week, otherwise you get a tough punishment. Do
you understand it
bitch? "Yes sir." "At times, you will have to beg for my cum, and I'll
accept your request
only if you prove to be willing to humiliate and degrade yourself for
it. Your main duty
from now on in this office is forgetting any self respect you have. If
anything you do or
say makes me think you consider yourself anything more than a filthy
cum *****ing cheap
whore you will be punished. If you don't put all of yourself into
pleasing me you will be
punished. Does the bitch understand?" "Y... yes sir." He slapped her
face, suddendly, hard.
A cry escaped her lips. "FULL sentences from fuckpigs, roberta. Does
the bitch UNDERSTAND?".
"Yes sir... this bitch understands sir." Roberta eyes cast to the
floor. His eyes cutting
her dignity like knives. "I hope so. Now unzip my pants."

Roberta closed her eyes as her hands slowly moved to the man's crotch.
"Look at me bitch"
he said. She opened her beautiful green eyes and looked up through the
tears while her
trembling hands fought with his button, and undid it. Her lips had a
tremor as she pulled
the zipper down, ******* herself to stare into his cruel eyes. "Take
it out." Her right
hand moving into the opened pants, finding his very hard cock. She
pulled it out gently,
carefully. Her eyes briefly moved to his rod, then she raised them
again to meet his gaze.
"Feel it nice and slowly, Roberta, I know you like it, whores like big
cocks. Does this
whore like big cock?". She reluctantly wrapped her fingers around the
big shaft, and began
to pump and caress it slowly. "Yes.... Sir... this whore likes big
cocks". "Did you ever
***** sperm from a bigger cock, bitch?" he asked. Roberta shook her
head no, fighting back
the tears. "No... sir". That was true. Depoulos kept looking at her,
waiting. Full
sentences. "I... never drank sperm from a bigger cock sir..." she
muttered. "So, either
your boyfriend has a poor small prick or you never drank his cum, or
both. What." Her hands
still massaging his cock as she humiliated herself: "my boyfriend has
a poor... small
prick sir..." Depoulos nodded. "Lick it and say you can't wait to have
it in your cunt,
whore". Roberta felt a new rush of tears filling up her eyes. She
could hardly see Depoulos
through them. She couldn't go down this way. "Please... sir" she
muttered. "Ok, bitch, that
makes five strokes on your cunt. Or, if you so prefer, you can get out
now and face what
expects you". Depoulos smiled as he saw two big tears running down her
cheeks and falling
onto her big naked breasts. "Be quick to decide."

Roberta found herself considering her situation all over again. But
for all she could
think, there was no way out of this nightmare. "I'm... sorry" she
murmured. She bent
forward slowly, kissed it, stuck her tongue out a little, began to let
it slide along the
shaft. "I'm sorry sir... I can't wait to have it in my cunt sir". "Be
careful, you'll get
physical punishments for misbehaviour only until you become too
boring. After that, I will
stop all that and just fire and ruin you. There's not gonna always be
a second chance. Do
you understand me cocksucker" He slapped her left tit, suddenly and
hard. The loud smack
seemed to awaken her to his painful nightmare. Her full heavy tit
bounced against the other.
"Yes sir I understand sir" she murmured, still licking at his shaft.
"Now suck as the
cum*****ing fuckpig you are, Roberta, and be careful not to disappoint
me". Roberta wiped
her tears from her face and gently let his cock slip between her
closed lips into her mouth.
Closing her eyes, she began to suck as sweetly as she could. Her lips
began moving along
the shaft slowly as she caressed it with her tongue and softly sucked.
Depoulos watched the
beautiful kneeling girl and grinned. "Look at me while you suck
bitch". Roberta raised her
eyes to meet his as her wet mouth pleased his cock. She tried to be as
careful as she would
be with her boyfriend in a most passionate moment. She realised she
had probably never been
*that* good for Rod. Depoulos seized her hair and began to pump her
mouth obscenely on his
cock. "Don't blow me like a good mannered teenager, bitch. You are a
whore. Let me hear
you." Roberta fought herself to keep her eyes on him as she sucked
harder, making washing
sounds with her mouth. "That's better," he said, "now finger your clit
and pinch your
nipples bitch." Her hands reluctantly moved to her body. Her right
hand went between her
thighs, as she began to rub her clit. Much to her shame, she found it
erect. Her mouth was
still pumping on that huge cock, obscenely filled with it, as it
pushed deeper and deeper
against her throat. Her left hand went to her ample breast, and she
began rubbing and
pulling at her nipples, alternating between them. Oh god, she thought.

She felt dirty as a porn actress, kneeling there with all her body on
display, in holdups,
sucking cock and masturbating like a wanton slut. "You will be
masturbating a lot from now
on, bitch, and I'll make sure you will most often have some toy
stuffed into your holes and
teasing you... but you will not cum unless I tell you to. Do you
understand bitch?" He
pushed her face off his cock. "Yes... sir I understand sir" she
muttered again. "Your cunt
is my property, isn't it. Say it bitch while you lick." "My... cunt...
is your property sir"
she murmured again, mesmerized by his steel cold voice, as her pink
tongue gave him more
submissive pleasure. He nodded. "Good bitch. Do you want to ***** my
cum now." She looked
at him, desperation and a silent plea in her eyes. "Y... yes sir" her
voice replied. "Beg
for it while you masturbate."

Roberta briefly closed her eyes, then looked again into Depoulos small
cruel black eyes.
"Pl... please sir..." she murmured. Depoulos was now holding his own
cock, rubbing it
slowly against her cheeks. Waiting for more. "Pl... please let me..."
His cock against her
nose, onto her eyes, getting wet with her tears. "Please let me *****
your cum sir..."
Depoulos grinned as he rubbed his huge sex on her pretty small face.
Then he opened a
drawer and fetched a small camera, placing it on his desktop, pointing
at her. "I'll have
souvenirs from time to time Roberta. You'll get used to perform before
a camera." Roberta
blushed. "I know what you're thinking bitch. That I might use this to
blackmail you". That
was true. "In fact you think about it just because you are stupid. I
already have all I
need to blackmail you til the day you die. Correct?" Roberta sadly
nodded. "Yes... sir"

Depoulos switched the camera on. "Now bitch make it worth the cost of
the tape." "Yes...
sir" she muttered again. "Wrap your little sexy hand around my cock
and pump it... let it
point to your face... keep looking at me... and keep begging me to cum
on your face...
and I mean beg. Humiliate yourself, stupid fat whore.

Roberta held his cock timidly, and began to pump it. She looked into
his eyes and weakly
began pleading... it was terrible to hear her own voice... knowing it
was being recorded...
"please sir cum on my face... cum on this whore's face... i am just a
fat low whore Sir,
please give this whore the cum she needs..." Her left hand was still
onto her clit and
rubbing it... well she could have pretended, Depoulos couldn't see
what her hand was really
doing... nor could the camera... but she rubbed herself because of the
desperate heat that
was growing between her legs. She had to. It was relieving. She pumped
this huge cock and
rubbed herself and her voice was moaning now: "please cum on this
fuckpig sir..."

She felt his huge cock throb in her hand and the first thick shot hit
her lips. She
************* closed her eyes, then opened them again. Depoulos was
still staring right
into her eyes as he shot her pretty face. She felt big drops of her
boss' sperm slip down
her cheek and nose to her breasts. Depoulos held his cock in his right
hand and used it
like a paintbrush to smear his cum onto her face, staring into her
eyes with a wicked grin.
"Ooooh yesss... whores like the smell and taste of cum, don't you
Roberta?" "Yes... sir...
I do like the smell and taste of your cum sir..." Depoulos grinned
again and slapped her
face with his still almost completely erect, huge rod. "You need not
waste the cum that
fell on your tits Roberta, I think they are large enough for you to
reach to lick them".
Roberta nodded and murmured "yes sir" as she *********** lifted her
breasts to lick his
cum. Depoulos grabbed her hair and polished his tool with it, looking
at Roberta as she
licked his warm cum from her big round boobs.

"Now put what you used back in place" he ordered, alluding at his
cock. Roberta quickly
reached for his cock and put it back into his pants, zipping them
close gently. Depoulos
nodded. "I hope you like what you will be feeding on in the future,
bitch." "Yes... sir".

Depoulos was satisfied for now and switched the camera off. He then
pointed at the chair
before his desk. "Now sit, we have a few more things to discuss."

Roberta stood and lowered her skirt, but Depoulos shook his head. "Did
I allow you to cover your
cunt and ass, bitch." Roberta looked up with a hint of fear in her
eyes, as her hands
quickly moved to raise her skirt again. "no, sir, I'm sorry sir" she
replied. Depoulos shook his
head. "You are behaving like a silly brat. Sit down." Roberta sat
before her boss,
skirt still raised to her waist. "Because you have been bad, and
forgot again to answer in
full sentences, you will get a full punishment now."

He walked towards her and kicked her shoes near her chair. "Put these
back on". Roberta
obeyed, putting her shoes back on her stockinged feet. Depoulos took a
heavy wooden ruler
from the desktop. "Now raise your knees and hold them as high as you
can. Your asscheeks
must be in view."

Roberta suddendly noticed that Depoulos had fetched two pieces of
rope. He knotted the rope
around her left knee, then ****** her right hand behind her head and
knotted the other
extreme of the rope to her wrist. Next came the binding of her right
knee to her left
wrist. Roberta was crying. She had never experienced bondage, not even
in this light form.
Her legs were parted by the bondage, her pussy was on display, and, to
add to her
mortification, it was patently wet. She was dimly aware that he had
her put her shoes on to
have her look more sexy as she was receiving punishment, and that
caused a strange feeling
deep inside her... and, strangely, some form of obscure, fetish
arousal at the thought of
her own looks, bound like that in stockings and heels.

Depolous looked at her in silence for a little while. "Now, bitch,
here are some rules for
you to begin with. You will receive daily an e-mail with instructions
about your dressing
for the next day. You will follow those instructions very carefully.
You will always call
me Sir. If you are guessing about limits, well, it is rather simple:
there are *no* limits
to what this whore will be ****** to do. Although, nothing you will do
will leave any mark
that would reveal your ********** and enslavement to you wimp
boyfriend. Apart from that,
you are about to do the most humiliating and disgusting and painful
things you can imagine,
and surely many you wouldn't imagine, too. Either accept it from the
outset or call yourself
out and get a very good lawyer. Is that clear whore?"

Roberta nodded. "Yes... sir it is clear". Depoulos grinned. "Now, I
promised you some
strokes. Where are you gonna get them whore?" "On... my ass..." she
began, in a muttering
low voice. "Speak aloud bitch". "On my ass and pussy" she said. "No!"
he said, hitting with
the ruler very hard on the back her thighs. She let out a high cry...
god that ruler was so
painful. "Ladies have a pussy, Roberta, dogs like you have a cunt."
"Y... yes sorry Sir on
my ass and cunt Sir". "It was ten on your ass and five on your cunt a
few moments ago. But
I remember you hesitated for a few orders and right now chose the
wrong word. So I'm gonna
add something. Now count each stroke out loud bitch."

Roberta thought this was a nightmare... it was like those movies about
sadistic school
teachers or college nuns... it was all in *that* style, and
nevertheless how real it was
now... how humiliating... how frightening to be in that situation.
"Yes Sir" she mormoured.
Depoulos gave her the first stroke on her ass. "One" muttered the
girl.

"Two..." "Three..." Ten strokes came down. And then Depoulos placing
his hands onto her
knees, spreading her legs. "Please... please Sir don't... i beg you.
This whore begs you..."
Big tears falling from her eyes as her pussy was exposed. Prepared for
punishment. "Keep
counting whore". The heavy ruler landing hard onto her gaping pussy,
with a loud smack. She
cried, and then counted out: "eleven..." "twelve..."

The strokes reached fifteen. But Depoulos didn't stop. It reached
twenty... He didn't stop.
All her body was trembling and she was melting into tears. He stopped
at twentyfive. Her
cunt was sore, red, swollen. He untied her left wrist. "Masturbate
now" he ordered. She
couldn't resist. Her hand moved, she began to rub her aching sex. He
parted her arms,
pinched her nipples til they were erect. "Keep counting" he said
harshly, rubbing the ruler
on her erect nipples. "Twenty-six" was right on her right nipple. Pain
ran through her
spine. He inflicted five on each nipple, alternating between the two.
And she kept
masturbating. And got very near to climax. Then he grabbed her hand
and pulled it off her
sex.

"Do you need to cum bitch" he hissed. Roberta hesitated, breathing
hard. Her face was on
fire. She couldn't think, yet she knew what was wanted of her. "Yes
sir..." she mormoured.
"I need... this whore needs to cum sir". Depoulos looked at her gaping
sex, shiny with her
juice. "It's a horny hole", he said, his voice conveying more despise
than Roberta had ever
perceived. He leaned towards her sex and spitted on it, a big hot
spit. The sensation, the
act, the unexpectedness sent a shiver through her whole system. "You
don't cum today whore"
he sentenced. "Yes sir..." she replied, feeling that shiver again.

He untied the ropes that bound her right wrist to her left ankle.
"Knees on the arm's chair
bitch." She obeyed, putting her knees onto the chair's arms and
opening herself completely.
"I will have to get a towel to use for our face to face talk, your
dripping cunt is
staining my chair." "I'm sorry... sir" was her feeble reply. He looked
at her in silence,
savouring the stunning sexy shape of his enslaved secretary. God she
was beautiful. And
God, such a beauty would be so good to humiliate... humiliate to
extremes. The poor sobbing
girl kept her eyes cast down, knowing he was looking at her open cunt
and bare tits. "Did
you boyfriend ever humiliate you to get off?" he coldly asked. "Share
or expose you to
others, call you names, piss in your mouth... did he ever?" "N... no
sir" she muttered. He
nodded. "He would envy me so much then. He would be green." He lit a
cigarette. "LOOK AT ME
while I'm speaking to you bitch." She raised her tear-filled eyes.
"Sorry sir" she
murmured. His gaze went to her pussy, then locked on hers again. "You
will shave your hole
for me tonight. From now on, you are not allowed pubic hair unless I
tell you otherwise."
She went pale. "What... will I say to my boyfriend... sir" she timidly
asked. He kept
silent, staring at her with cold eyes. She suddendly began to feel
stupid to have asked.
Even a vague fear descended upon her as she tried to bare his gaze. He
probably knew, let
her savour those feelings. Then he spoke. "Never try again to submit a
problem of yours to
me, bitch." "Yes sir... sorry sir I will never do that again sir.

"Now put your clothes back on, except for your sluttish thong. Then go
to the grocery store
at the corner and buy a banana. You have ten minutes to come back with
the banana in your
cunt and get back to work. Does the whore understand?" "Yes sir...
this whore understands"
she said. "The banana must be in your cunt *before* you enter the
building. I don't care
where you do it, but if I meet you stepping in without the banana in
your cunt, you're
done with. Do you understand this as well?" "Yes, sir I understand"
she murmored again. "Go
now."

Roberta quickly stood, gathered her clothes, feeling confused,
ashamed, desperate. Trying
to dry out her tears quickly as she redid the buttons of her blouse.
Hoping she would be
able to forget this quickly. Get the banana, do what He wanted, work
with it stuffed up
her cunt...

She opened the door and walked out to face her new life.

Daddy's girl led astray



Roberta was typing. She had got her dressing instructions for the day,
and followed them. She featured five-
inches black stiletto heels, white stockings and garterbelt, a white
lace g-string, no bra, a silk white blouse
revealing her nipples, and a cream-colored business suite comprising
above the knee skirt and a nice jacket.
She had to buy some of the items, and Depoulos made it clear that
cheap underwear and clothers would not
be tolerated. She looked so sexy. She had also gone to the stylist for
fine makeup and hairstyle. She looked
gorgeous. She was perfumed and sexy for her boss. Inconsciounsly, she
thought that if she was very sexy,
as she could be, as she was today, Depoulos would have been led to
just use her that she could avoid
pain and ***********. She was wrong about this.

Her intercom rang at mid morning. It was him. "In my office bitch."
"Yes Sir" she replied, and quickly
walked down the corridor to that frightening door. She timidly
knocked, and stepped in.
He was sitting at his desk. Roberta went pale as she read the look in
his cold eyes. She was about to
be scolded for something. She had no idea what that was. She took a
few steps and stood before his desk.
"Yes... Sir?" she meekly asked. Her big green eyes were full of
apprehension. "Guess what I heard, bitch",
he coldly said. Roberta had been recalling everything she did since
yesterday - she really had no idea what
was her fault. "I don't know... Sir... really" she muttered.

"Mr. Parker was using your computer yesterday when you came back from
a coffee break. He said
you told him you had to work and to please log off and give your
computer back to you." Roberta nodded.
Parker was a 55 years old, unsufferable colleague who seemed to be
always making his best to put
her into trouble. He probably had a thing with beautiful young girls,
possibly some paranoic obsession about
them getting their careers too easily. He would often slightly (and
not so slightly) insult her. They had come
to words a few months ago, when he was talking to a friend about a
promotion he was waiting for invain,
and had added, "Of course I don't have this", and had slapped her ass.
That happened before some of
Roberta's best friends in the office, and some almost strangers too,
and she got simply crazy. She slapped
his face and shouted at him. Since then, there had always been
electricity in the air when they were in the
same room.

"Yes... Sir... I did". Depoulos nodded. "Do you think you had any
right to do that?" Roberta was
confused. "Well... I... I need my computer to do my job... and..." He
grinned. "Ok, you just don't get it." He
said. "Show me your cunt."

Roberta blushed and reached for the hem of her skirt, raising it over
her shapely legs to her waist.
Then she parted the crotch of the thong. She was shaved. Her slit was
smooth and very sexy. Depoulos
looked at it, then met her eyes again. "You have *no* right
whatsoever, since yesterday, in this company.
You don't have the right to send someone off your computer. You don't
have the right to protest if someone
uses your phone, slaps your ass during a coffee break or even if
someone comes to your table with his cock
out or spits on your desktop. Is that clear?" Roberta sadly nodded.
"Yes Sir, it is clear Sir" she replied.
"Spread your legs bitch, and open your cuntlips. I shouldn't have to
tell you." She parted her sexy
stockinged legs, felt the cool air on her exposed pussy as she reach
with her hands to open it for her boss.
"I will spread this information, that anything can be done to or with
you, through the office in the way that I
see fit. You are never to ask for someone to do or don't do anything."

He smiled as his gaze ran down her legs. "Does your boyfriend fuck
your ass whore". "N... no Sir" she
meekly replied. He grinned. "He must be a gay or a wimp if he endures
being engaged with a whore and
does not even use her for what she's worth. Were you fucked up your
ass at all?" Again, "n.. no Sir never"
was her reply. Depoulos nodded. "Do you think Mr. Parker would fuck
your ass, given the opportunity?
Would he care to take your sexy virgin ass? And enjoy it?" Roberta's
eyes went to the floor. There was little
doubt. "Yes Sir, I think he would, Sir..." she hesitated, then gave
her full slave answer: "he would enjoy
fucking my virgin ass Sir".

"So we have the opportunity to put the slut in use. Remove your thong
so it doesn't get in the way."
Roberta felt tears begin to form in her eyes, as she reached for the
waistband of her thong. "Please... please
Sir don't let him do this to me... Sir" she sobbed, but lowered her
thong and stepped out of it. Depoulos
raised his phone. "Lean over my desk, jutting your sexy virgin ass out
nicely."
Roberta lowered her upper body, learning onto her boss' shiny wooden
desktop. He heard his voice.
"This is Depoulos. Can you meet me in my office in ten minutes, be
alone, Miss Brady is willing to apologise
for her behavior." She trembled, her naked round ass on display and
waiting for punishment. Depoulos
stood from his chair and moved slowly towards her. He stood behind her
and began fondling her naked
asscheeks. "When was the last time you were spanked, bitch. How old."
Roberta shivered at the strong
touch of his hands. "I think I was about sixteen Sir". He slapped her
inner thighs. "Fuckigs keep their legs
PARTED unless told otherwise, cumwhore". She parted her legs more.
Bending over the desk as she was,
she now displayed her freshly shaved pussy as much as her ass. He
slapped her left asscheek hard, a loud
smack! echoing in the silent room, punctuated by her weak cry. "When
Mr. Parker comes in, you will be
*very* seductive. You will sway your ass in the air like a kitty in
heat and patently rub your clit." Another
slap... on her right asscheek... another weak cry escaping from her
lips. "Yes Sir" Another slap... "You will
beg Mr. Parker to forgive you and offer your asshole to him as a
compensation for your rude behavior
yesterday. You will beg him to fuck your ass hard and deep." Another
hard slap. "I didn't hear you bitch."
The thought was simply unbearable. She had always been afraid of anal
sex. She was grateful to Bob for
never asking it. She associated it with the ideas of pain and
degradation. And yet she knew that was what
she was in for now. "Yes... Sir" she nodded. There came another loud
slap. "And you won't cum, whatever
he does to you, and however good he is at doing that." "Y... yes Sir".

"Now, I want you to get prepared for this. Reach between those sexy
whore thighs and push your
middle finger deep into your slut cunt." Roberta complied, her
trembling hand reaching to her sex, her
finger digging into herself. He held her hand and ****** a steady
rhythm to her self fingerfucking. "Keep it
like this until you get very wet. Tell me when you are."

How could she get wet at all... but as soon as he let go of her hand,
and she was fingerfucking herself
fast and deep as ordered, she was shocked to feel her finger sliding
in more and more easily. She closed
her eyes, bit her lips, began to moan and felt her juices begin to
flow. She would have try to conceal her
state of arousal, but there he was, actually waiting for this. She
couldn't displease him. "I am very wet
Sir". Her words seemed to come from someone else. "Good, bitch. Now
stick that finger up your ass."

She withdrew her finger. She thought it would not get in. She found it
hard at first, but as soon as he
slapped her again, it entered her most private hole. She pushed it in,
biting her lips with the little pain.
Depoulos nodded. "Alternate between cunt and ass until I tell you to
stop". He fetched his digital camera
and placed it on the chair behind her. "Don't cheat bitch, my camera
is recording everything." With that, he
went back to sit on his chair. "Look at me and tell me what are you
doing, whore. Keep me informed about
where your finger is." He lit a cigarette. She turned her beautiful
eyes to him. "I... am fingering my pussy...
my cunt, sorry my cunt now Sir" she murmured. He nodded. "And does it
feel good". "Yes Sir it feels
good". He smiled. "I am fingering my ass now Sir.... it feels good
Sir"

He grinned. "You are very different from the decent and shy girl you
thought you were, aren't you
bitch." "Yes Sir" "You like to have things in your ass. And you're
gonna have your ass fucked by the cock
of a guy who could be your ******. Isn't that true, bitch." "Y... yes
bitch." "As I'm taping your encounter, I
want it to be as sexy as possible. I want you to call Mr. Parker
daddy. I want you to think it's your daddy
fucking your ass. If you happen to call him by his real name, you get
a *very* hard punishment. So you will
better honestly think about your dad fucking you. Anyway, those who
see the video will surely think it is
your ****** pushing into your ass. Do you understand bitch?"

"Yes Sir I understand.."

"You are not telling me about your finger bitch. Do you enjoy
punishment so much?"

"My finger is in my... cunt Sir, and it feels good"
"Who will be fucking your ass in two minutes bitch?"
"My ****** will Sir" (pause) "My finger is in my asshole Sir, and it
feels good".
"Daddy's gonna fuck his whore ********* ass?"
"Yes.. Sir daddy will fuck his whore ********... his whore *********
ass Sir. My finger is in my cunt
now, and it feels good Sir"

Someone knocked at the door. All of her body tensed with the
realization that someone else would
now witness what she was doing - see her naked ass, see her naked
pussy, see her fingering herself like a
whore. "Mr. Depoulos, it's me" said Parker's voice from behind the
door. Depoulos grinned as he watched
the embarassment on her face. "Come on in."

As the door opened, Parker started at the sight. He quickly closed the
door behind himself. "What a
sight," he grinned. He walked across the room. Depoulos grinned back
at Parker, then turned to look into
her eyes. "Come on Roberta, you may apologize to daddy now." Parker
and Depoulos looked to each other
in silent complicity. Parker moved behind Roberta. His lustful gaze
ran from her inviting ass and pussy, down
her gorgeous stockinged legs to her sexy calves and heels. He looked
at Depoulos and, as the boss' smile
gave him the authorization, began to fondle her round asscheeks. He
seemed to realize only now that she
masturbating. Roberta sucked in air, then, keeping her beautiful
pleading eyes in contact with her boss', she
began to plea. "Please, daddy... let me apologize by giving you my
ass... to fuck daddy". She began to rotate
her hips sinuously, offering herself as blatantly as she could.
Depoulos nodded and gestured her to go
ahead, as Parker laughed out cruelly. "Oh, I see the bitch has changed
attitude," he sarcastically
commented, slapping her ass, then fondling it again. "Please..." she
began anew, as Parker's hands felt her
thighs, sliding into the hem of her stockings, manipulating her young
flesh hungrily, "please take your
********* ass hole now... fuck it hard and deep... please" Depoulos
shook his head. "You can do better,
Roberta. Humiliate yourself to show how remorseful you are."

She didn't even wipe her tears. She still had her right hand between
her thighs, although she was no
longer masturbating; Parker's hands were in the way, fondling and
massaging her displayed holes. She felt
his thick finger probing her entrance. "Please daddy let your whore
******** have your cock in her slut
ass... please daddy..." Roberta was *actually* thinking of her daddy
fucking her ass now. She had given in
to Depoulos' stronger will. She had submitted - ***********,
painfully, but she had entered subspace. She
heard Parker laugh and the sound of his zipper going down. Then she
felt his hot cock slip between her legs,
rub along her slit. God it had to be much bigger than Bob's. "Ok bitch
let me take your ass then," said
Parker. He was exhilarated by the unexpected things that were
happening. But he had known Depoulos for
much longer than her and was obviously sure he wasn't joking. Perhaps
something like this had happened
before.

"You should help him in, bitch, shouldn't you", suggested Depoulos.
"Yes... Sir" she muttered,
reaching with her hand to hold Parker's cock. It *was* definitely
bigger of Bob's, which, by the way, was the
only cock Roberta had ever touched. Through her adult life female
friends had often made fun of that,
suggesting she could not evaluate Bob without comparison. Here the
comparison was in her hand, this very
hot and fat cock she had wrapped her fingers around, belonging to a
man she called daddy, and about to
take her virgin ass. About to take what her sweetheart never had. She
felt like the cheapest and kinkiest of
all sluts as she helped it press against her asshole. Parker spitted
on his hand and smeared his spit on the
head of his cock. He added some of her juices as he began *pushing*.
Spit and her juice wasn't much of a
lubrification, but god he was pushing *so hard*. She reached with her
left hand to her mouth to muffle a
scream... as the first inch entered, tearing her apart...

"Hmmmm. Oh god so tight." Moaned Parker, obviously delighted, as he
shoved harder. Roberta
was not able to understand if Parker's strength was unusual. She
remembered the difficulties Bob had had
when she was a virgin. And she was confusely aware that Parker was
doing something much harder... being
bigger and pushing on a tighter hole. Yet he was taking inch by inch
of her virgin ass. She now felt half of
his cock inside her. And she suddendly felt her ****** hole began to
relax and surrender to the assault.
Parker felt it too, because he began to move his hips slowly back and
forth. Each thrust forward brought him
deeper inside her. And her ass was still relaxing - she couldn't help
think she had been *opened*, and
would never be the same. She began to moan as he slowly progressed to
a steady fucking rhythm.
Depoulos leaned forward to caress her tear stained cheeks. "Unbutton
your blouse whore, I'd like to
see your udders bouncing". Roberta reached to her buttons and undid
them obediently. Her large tits were
hanging, bouncing, scratching the desktop. "Pinch your nipples and
tell daddy how do you like his cock in
your ass Roberta." She began to pinch and tease her tender nipples as
she breathed hard, sobbed, moaned,
and began to whisper "Y... yes daddy I love to feel your cock in my
ass.. please fuck my ass deep... It
feels so good..."

Parker was oblivious; in reaction to her purrs his cock gained
hardness and his thrusts gained *****.
He was now pounding her ass to the deepest, exploring every inch with
his massive tool. His hands seized
her asscheeks and he squeezed them, his nails digging into her flesh
as he began to ride faster and faster
towards climax. Depoulos' voice. "Tell daddy how much you crave for
his cum." "Mmmm pllllease daddy...
give me your cummmm fffiilll my ass with your cum daddy
pppllllease..."

Parker let out a loud moan as he buried all of his cock into her. He
kept her pushed against him as his
cock throbbed hard - Roberta moaned aloud - "Yes... give me your
cum..." And she began to feel the hot
liquid splashing against the inside walls of her rectum (it felt like
a huge load) multiple shots, following
each other closely, as she felt the wetness deep inside her...
Depoulos chuckling as he watched his secretary
getting her ass filled with cum as she desperately pinched her
gorgeous tits... Obviously in need to cum...

Parker gave a few more thrusts to savour her tight hole again before
he withdrew slowly. His swollen
cock popped out of her ass and as it did Roberta could feel some of
his cum trickle down her crack to her
slit. It was the first time she felt cum on her shaved pussy. It was
so odd, so arousing. He polished his cock
onto her slit, then in the crack of her ass, then slipped into the hem
of her stockings and fucked her
stockings lazily. This also was something new to her - in fact she
very seldom wore stockings at all when
dating with Bob. The man liked it, as he let out a satisfied laugh as
his cock stiffened a bit again. Dirty
things - possibly they had been on her bf's mind as well now and then,
and he didn't put them in practice.

These men definitely had the chance to enjoy her much more than he
ever did. There were no limits they
had to put to their imagination. She felt so strange - her arse aching
- her pussy almost dripping...
Parker began to redo his trousers. "Thank you bitch", he said to
Roberta. She didn't dare to
move, waiting from orders from Depoulos. "It was your right, Henry",
said Depoulos, "and it was fun to see
you in action." Parker complimented again, slapped her ass once more,
and left. Depoulos leaned back in his
chair. "Is there cum dripping off your ass, dog?" he asked. "Yes sir
there is cum dripping off my ass sir."
"Put your hand down there to collect it and stand."

Roberta slowly stood, her hand to her arse. She could feel the warm
liquid dribble down on her palm.
She kept her legs parted both to help it flow off and to obey to
Depoulos' earlier instructions. Her hand was
soon filled up with cum. "Unbutton your blouse and smear daddy's cum
on your udders." She swallowed and
did as requested. Depoulos watched her caress her large breasts and
that got him harder. It was now time
to enjoy the bitch himself. "Are you willing to ***** me now, whore"
he rudely asked. "Yes sir" she softly
replied, as her hand still caressed her large breast. "Now, you
understand you have to earn it." "Yes sir"
Depoulos nodded. "I'll give you some advice about how to earn it, for
now. Later you'll have to use your
fantasy to invite me to use your slut mouth." "Yes sir" she muttered
again.

Depoulos nodded. "Sit down," he commanded, pointing at the empty chair
before his desk. She
quickly complied. "Now raise your knees and hold them up, spreading
your legs." She obeyed again,
displaying her gaping pussy. Depoulos stood, taking his heavy wooden
ruler. "This is your cunt spanking
position, slave. This is a good starting position to beg for cum.
Spanking and beating your cunt makes my
cock hard and enhances your chances of *****ing my precious sperm. You
should beg for me to do it. Let
me hear you beg now."

Roberta felt tears running down her cheeks as she began praying,
************* spreading her legs
further apart. "Please sir slap and beat my cunt with your ruler sir"
Depoulos looked into her
eyes. "Mmmm, good, humiliate your cunt whore. Choose better words to
let me know you are aware of what
your cunt is like." Roberta began trembling. Using her own words was
so frightening. Strangely, she felt
shy about what she said, and much more so if it wasn't by an explicit
order. "Please sir spank my dirty
whore cunt sir". Depoulos stood before her and traced her lips with
his forefinger, then he pushed it in her
mouth. "You can do better, pig. Be careful, either you arouse me
quickly or you may lose your chance for
today, and the end of the week is coming" "Please..." she went on, her
words a bit muffled by his intruding
finger "please whip the low dirty cunt of this fucking pig, please
spank this cumhole sir." "Let's see,"
he teased her. "If I told you to collect my **** and push it in your
cunt would that be a proper use for your
hole Roberta?" "Yes sir" tears flowing "yes sir my cunt should be
filled with your **** sir, it is a pig's
dirty hole and should be used as a **** and piss hole sir"

"Oh, that's a good *****. Do you think my dog would have fun sticking
his hard cock into this cunt
Roberta?" Her face went blank. She had no way of knowing if these
menaces would be realized or not. Yet
she had to reply. "Yes sir your dog make fun of my cunt sir" Depoulos
nodded, and held her
right knee. "Rub your clit." She let go of her right knee and reached
for her sex, rubbing herself against her
will. "Now Roberta, what I'm most interested in is, would *you* like
being fucked hard and deep by my
dog." She swallowed hard. Oh God. "Yes... sir... i would like... being
fucked by your dog sir". She knew that
was a fantasy for some. She vaguely knew there were movies and
pictures of ****** sex. She just hoped it
was just words... and would remain just words. She was trembling in
fear. "Rub yourself quicker and think of
yourself being fucked by a big dog before your daddy. Your *real*
daddy." "Yes sir" she muttered, and as
her finger moved more quickly, the scene actually came to her mind,
although she would have thought of
anything else - just anything. "Once the dog cums in your cunt, tell
me what would that pervert bastard of
your daddy do. Would he kneel between your open legs?" "Yes sir he
would kneel between my legs."
"And do what." Oh God, she knew what he wanted to hear. He didn't say
it, but she knew, and couldn't
conceal it. She had to play his game. "He..." He slapped her face to
correct her. "He who." "My daddy... my
daddy would kneel before me and eat the dog's sperm from my cunt sir."

Depoulos nodded with a grin. "You're doing good, whore," he said, "the
video will be fun to watch"
She went blank, tears in her eyes, lips trembling - the closed
circuit. "Let's go on with it. Undo my pants."
She raised her hands and undid his button, ***********. Then she
pulled the zipper down. She looked up at
him for direction and, as he made a gesture, undid his boxer and
pulled it out. Depoulos' cock was hard and
big. "Good whore, now jerk me off very slowly with both hands as you
let me hear you say more arousing
things." She wrapped her hands around his stiff cock, and began
massaging it sweetly. "Would you like to
see your daddy on all fours with a big dog above him, roberta. What
would you like to see the dog do him"
"Yes sir i would like to see a big dog above my daddy fucking him sir"
He grinned, savouring her
delicate hands. "Where would the dog fuck daddy." "The dog would fuck
his ass sir" "Now, left hand to
your clit, and masturbate while you elaborate on that, loud voice. I
don't care how you feel, but you must
look like you're getting very very aroused fantasizing about dog and
daddy." "Please... " she began,
sobbing... but the idea of punishment came to her mind. She began to
rub her clit as she let her words flow.
She tried not to think. And there she was - "this... big dog pushing
his rock hard cock into daddy's
asshole... taking him deep and fast... as he cries out in pain.. but
he moans like a bitch in heat
pushing back onto the dog, moaning and licking his lips like a girl
milking the
dog for cum..."

Depoulos was throbbing now. "You earned it bitch, suck me off."

Roberta moaned "thank you sir" and eagerly began sucking on Depoulos'
cock. Rubbing her clit and
simulating arousal had put her mind in a state of bliss... she was now
feeling very hot, much to her
amusement and shame. Her mouth sucked hungrily on him, finishing the
work her hands had begun. "Don't
swallow bitch" he commanded when he felt on the edge. She sucked him
fast and deep until Depoulos shot
his load down, filling her mouth. She didn't swallow. He fucked a few
thrusts into her mouth, then withdrew
and cleaned himself on her cheeks. "Caress me, and look down at your
cunt". She held it again and began
stroking it slowly again as she lowered her eyes down to her sex.
"Spit ... let some of my cum on your
pussy - keep some to *****." Roberta let some of her boss' sperm
escape her lips, dripping down to her
waiting sex. Each drop gave her a shock of sensation - as the first
had hit her already over sensitized clit.
"Swallow the rest and smear my cum onto your clit until you cum
whore."

Cum - finally, she was ordered to cum - to give in completely to her
sluttish sensations. And the order
came as a relief she was happy to be allowed to cum - how could she be
that aroused in that terrifying
situation... her hand moved quick massaging her clit through the
sticky, warm liquid. And she came for her
master. She came hard, rubbing herself feverishly, closing her eyes,
moaning out loud.

Depoulos grinned again and switched the camera off. "You did good
today bitch, you're showing your
true self now. Lower your skirt."

Roberta quickly lowered her skirt, still breathing hard for the huge
climax. That had to be one of the
strongest she had ever experienced. Depoulos sat back in his desk.

"This makes for two times you ***** my cum this week. You still need
one, remember".
"Yes sir."
"And by the way, it occurred to me that you might think punishment
cannot be worse than what you
already have. I don't want you to make mistakes about it, so I will
tell you what your first level punishment
will be like. That is, the first time you miss your cum doses in a
week. Want to know about it?"
"Yes. sir"
"You will be leashed in the men's restroom, near a w.c., properly
bound. For two weeks. For that
time, you will have nothing to ***** or eat apart from what comes from
your role as a toilet slave. As a toilet
slave, you will ***** piss from all the men that use the restroom, and
suck their **** from their assholes. Two
weeks. You will only ***** piss and only eat ****. Roberta, I am
serious about it. Do you understand what I
said?"
"Yes sir", she murmured, going blank as his words hit her.
"Miss my cum just one week and it's fourteen days of toilet service."
"Yes sir."
Depulous nodded, then opened a drawer and fetched four big clips. "Now
whore, put two of these
onto your cunt, sealing your cuntlips." He threw the clips on the
floor before her. She bent down to collect
them, as she whispered "yes sir", and applied them as ordered. The
clips had strong spring. They were
painful. "The remaining clips on your nipples," he ordered. Roberta
took them and applied them as ordered.
She writhed in pain, feeling the four painful grips on her womanly
features. "Now go bitch, don't remove the
clips until I tell you to."
"Yes sir"

Roberta stood and tried her best to wipe her tears off, as she walked
to the door. Having been fucked
in her ass for the first time, having fantasized about dogs for the
first time, having fantasized about her
daddy's *********** for the first time, having received her boss' cum.
And that was just day two.

Captive!

Roberta checked the contents of her bag once again and kissed Bob
goodnight. "I'm so sorry I have to leave you all alone, my love" she
purred. "Not a problem, love, I'll go to ***** early" was Bob's reply.
Thank God, she thought, Bob wasn't jealous nor suspicious. Roberta
wasn't sure how could her recent changes in clothing and appearance be
accepted that easily by Bob... within the last week, she had shaved
her mound, colored her hair blond, bought lots of lingerie (although
she had been able to hide some of it)... Bob probably just
thought she was trying to be as sexy as possible to him...

She drove towards a small cafeteria where she used to stop in the
morning on her way to her workplace. There was a toilet room outside
the cafeteria, she rushed in with her bag and changed her dresses,
turning into Depoulos' whore - business as usual. This was the first
time she did that in the evening. She quickly walked back to her car,
hoping no one would mistake her for a hooker... in that extremely
short red skirt, tight black wool top that seemed to be just filled by
her bra-less big breasts.... black silk stockings and black
stilettos...

Back in the car, she took the small map Depoulos had given her and
drove toward his mansion, just out of town.

A black, handsome guy met her at the door of the mansion and let her
in. "You must be Roberta," he said, in a rather gentle and warm voice,
closing the door behind them. "My master, Mr. Depoulos, is waiting for
you in the living room with the waitress, Liza". Roberta nodded, but
as she was taking her first step, the black man stopped her. "I'm
sorry, not this way. Depoulos wants me to lead you with this." He
showed her a black leather leash and collar. "Y... yes" she muttered,
as the black guy buckled the collar onto her neck. "On your knees,
please." Roberta slowly sank to her knees. "My name is Rick," said the
man. She
nodded again, looking at him... "nice... to meet you" she murmured,
although it felt silly to greet the man who was holding her by the
leash. Rick grinned and turned his back to her, leading the way.
Roberta crawled behind him on her hands and knees.

The lights in the living room were dimmed. Depoulos raised his eyes
when Roberta came in, led by Rick, and grinned. "Hello whore," he
said. The waitress, Liza, was a petite blond, dressed in a maid
uniform... and she was kneeling between Depoulos' legs. There was
little doubt as to what she was doing. Depoulos patted her head. Liza
withdrew from what she was doing, and stood.

"Very pretty outfit, dog", Depoulos said to Roberta, lazily caressing
Liza's thighs under her skirt. "You look good on your knees. Crawl
over here." Roberta moved, this time followed by Rick. Depoulos bent
forward and reached to squeeze her ass, then her tits. "Fat udders
with no bra... ah... so inviting". Roberta blushed as she felt all
the eyes upon her. "Lick my shoes, be a good dog, dear" he ordered.
Roberta bent down, trembling for the ***********, and ***********
stuck her tongue out... until it came into contact with the black
leather of
Depoulos' shoes. Then he began to lick. "You've already met Rick, and
this is Liza," Depoulos told Roberta. "They work for me. We are going
to have fun all together, tonight. Did Bob cause you any problem,
whore?"

"No Sir, he didn't, Sir."

"He knows you might be spending the whole night away, right?"

"Y... yes Sir".

"Higher now dog, you might lick my cock too."

Roberta slowly raised until she was facing Depoulos' cock. It was
still wet with Liza's spit, and rather flaccid. She began to slowly
lick it.

"It's good that Bob is such a stupid wimp," Depoulos said. "This way,
his whore can take all the cock she needs... all the *********** she
needs... and all the pain she needs. And then she can get back home
and play the good girl. Am I right bitch?"

Roberta nodded, still licking. "Yes Sir, you are right."

Depoulos caressed Roberta's pretty face. "Back to my shoes, dog, lick
the soles too."

Roberta bent down again. "Take a look at the whore's fat ass while she
cleans my shoes" Depoulos said to Rick. The black man approached
Roberta and raised her skirt to her waist, revealing her round
buttocks and her shapely stockinged thighs. He Felt her ass cheeks
slowly, squeezing them in his strong hands. Obeying to a gesture from
Depoulos, he also slapped it hard two times. "Did you miss the taste
of your man's cock, whore" asked Depoulos. "Y... yes Sir this whore
missed the taste of her master's cock Sir." Roberta felt an itch
between her legs as the cold, emotionless voice of Depoulos began to
draw her into **********. "Lick Liza's shoes, now, and give me your
fat cunt to fondle. I'm sure you missed your master's hand on your
horny cunt, didn't you." "Y.. yes Sir I missed your hands on my horny
cunt Sir".

Roberta turned towards Liza, her ass jutting out towards Depoulos. She
began to lick Liza's high heeled shoes as Depoulos reached between her
thighs to obscenely grope her cunt. "This bitch is getting wet just by
licking our feet," he said, "I think she will be literally dripping
before I'm ready to use her cumhole".

Then Depoulos took the leash from Rick's hand and pulled on it to get
Roberta's attention. "Climb on that chair, whore" he ordered. Roberta
looked up, then crawled on her hands and knees towards the chair, and
sat down, legs lightly parted, her skirt still around her waist. She
kept her eyes cast down, waiting for them to use her. Her shaved mound
was visible and glistening with her own juices to add to her
psychological discomfort. Depoulos made a gesture to Rick, who stepped
away and returned a few moments later with some items. The black man
stood behind Roberta. "Hands behind your neck, miss", he said. She
obeyed, and felt Rick's strong hands hold her forearms, then the cold
steel of a pair of handcuffs clicking as they were buckled around her
wrists. She heard another click as the cuffs were secured to some
support in the back of the chair, blocking her wrists in place.

When the cuffs were secured, Rick fetched a penis-shaped gag. He put
the tip of the mock penis onto Roberta's lips, and she obediently
allowed him to slide all the rubber cock in her mouth. She moaned
through the rubber gag as he buckled the straps behind her neck. "You
like to feel cock in your mouth, don't you?" Depoulos teased her.
Roberta nodded. Unable to speak, she felt completely at their mercy.
Depoulos stood, and walked towards her. He began to fondle her tits
through the top, and rubbed his still flaccid cock onto them. "Good
fat whore," he said, stepping back. "Put your legs on the chair's
arms" he ordered. Roberta complied, as Rick fetched more toys. The new
items were two small chains with clips on both ends. When she saw
them, Roberta moaned through the gag, her eyes
widening in fear. The black man squatted before Roberta, and looked in
her eyes as he attached one end of each chain to the hems of her
stockings. She felt his strong black hand brush her thighs and even
her sex a couple of times during the procedure, and this somehow
increased her wetness. Then he seized her right cuntlip... she started
in fear and the sudden, intense sensation... Rick attached the
dangling end of the right chain to her cunt lip. The clip had a strong
spring, and Roberta moaned in pain as it bit her tender skin.
Next, Rick did the same with the left chain. When both chains were in
place, he arranged them so that they did pull hard outwards on her
cuntlips, effectively spreading her pussy wide open. Roberta closed
her eyes as this black stranger was dealing with her pussy in such a
cold, professional way. Now she was as opened and displayed as she had
never been before. Rick checked the clips twice, pulling on them,
sending waves of pain/pleasure through Roberta's system.

Then, the black man stood aside, and Depoulos stepped over, reaching
to fondle her open sex again. Roberta kept her eyes cast down as he
inserted two fat fingers in her slippery hole. She felt like a doll, a
powerless toy in their hands - a horny, over sensitized sex toy. "Deal
with her udders, Rick" said Depoulos in his low emotionless voice as
his fingers slowly slid in and out of her gaping sex. Rick raised
Roberta's tight top until her large tits were
exposed. Her nipples were stiff, and Rick fondled them for a while to
let them get even more erect and sensitive. Then he went to fetch some
more items. He returned with a thin rope, and seized Roberta's left
tit, beginning to wrap the rope in a tight loop around it. Roberta
moaned through the gag as some tears appeared in her eyes. She could
feel her tit swell as he was binding it tight with the rope. Again his
strong hands occasionally brushed her, on her sensitive nipples this
time, as he wrapped the rope around her left tit too. The last
few loops were drawn around both tits, squeezing the swollen balls
together. Roberta weakly shook her head no and softly cried, her moans
muffled by the rubber cock filling her mouth.

Rick had finished his work, for now, and he stepped back, while
Depoulos was still slowly fingering her. "So whore, I think it's been
very arousing for you to be bound by a big black man like Rick, hasn't
it?" Roberta looked into her boss' eyes and weakly nodded. "I'm sure
you are wondering how big he is. How deep can he dig into your low
cunt," Depoulos continued, and Roberta couldn't but weakly nod again.
She hadn't been thinking of Rick's cock, but her wet pussy clearly
revealed that Depoulos was right, in part at least, much to her shame.

Her boss grinned and slapped her swollen tits very hard with his free
hand, increasing the pressure on her clit as he fingered her. "And
does this cow like to feel her big obscene udders punished like this,"
Depoulos asked. Roberta felt more tears flowing as she nodded again,
against her will. "You will get used to receive pain in your fat
udders and your fat cunt for my pleasure, cow" insisted Depoulos. "You
will need to feel pain there, the harder it will be, the more aroused
you will get. You are about to become my pain whore. Do you feel
excited at the thought?" Roberta nodded again, as his fingers - now
three of them - dug
deep into her open, slippery sex.

Finally, Depoulos withdrew his fingers, leaving her frustratingly
empty. "Does Bob lick your cunt, dog?" he asked her. Roberta meekly
shook her head no. Depoulos motioned Liza to approach, and the girl
did. Liza was rather pretty, firmly and sexily built, and the maiden
uniform added to the attractiveness. She bent forward till her face
was level with Roberta's, and kissed her neck. Roberta shivered as she
felt Liza's lips and tongue on her skin. "Do you think Liza's soft
mouth will feel good on your wanton horny cunt, Roberta?" Roberta
looked up as Liza withdrew from her neck and smiled at her, licking
her lips softly.

The bound girl hesitated... she didn't want to have sex with a girl...
that somehow felt dirty, even in that extreme situation... she tried
to shake her head no, and let out some pleading moans through the gag,
as some tears ran across her cheek. "If you don't want Liza to lick
you, we can take that redhot iron from the fireside and shove it in
your cunt... and then have her soothe your pain with her tongue... you
will have a better attitude then."

Hearing those words from Depoulos, Rick grinned and walked towards the
fireside. Roberta widened her eyes and began to moan loud, trying to
free herself from the bondage, but Liza and Depoulos held her legs
still. Rick returned with the hot iron. Roberta was shaking her head
furiously. Her pleas could even be understood through the gag.
"Mmmm..." said Depoulos. "We can't hear you whore... are you saying
you want Liza to lick your cunt?"

Roberta furiously nodded, moaning... "ysssmmmm plsmmmmmmmmmm" Depoulos
grinned. "I can't hear you bitch. Do you want Liza to lick your cunt
while Rick rubs his long black cock on your pretty face?" Roberta was
nodding still.... "It will be quite hard for you to appreciate Bob's
poor prick after you have seen a black snake that close, bitch, are
you sure you want to feel it all over your cheeks?" Roberta nodded
again, desperately. Depoulos slapped her tits again, and stepped back.
"Liza," he said.

Liza knelt between Roberta's spread thighs. Rick was undoing his
zipper. Roberta closed her eyes as the girl's soft mouth reached to
her sex. She could feel her kiss her clit, and then she could feel
Liza's tongue intruding in her hole, push forward. She closed her eyes
in the sudden, intense pleasure, but was immediately took back to
reality by Rick seizing her hair and Depoulos commanding her to open
her eyes. Rick's huge black cock was before her face,
and the man began to rub on her cheeks. He pressed it with one hand so
that more of it was brushing on the skin of her cheeks. Liza got hold
of the clips secured to Roberta's cunt lips and pulled on them to open
her for more while her tongue was snakeing inside her.

"Be careful not to let the bitch cum, Liza," said Depoulos. He now
stood before Roberta, behind Liza, and he took Roberta's left foot,
removing her shoe. Then he removed the left, and held both of her
feet. He caressed them, his hands running from her beautiful soles to
her calves to her thighs. Then, he joined her feet, and Roberta
understood he had undone his pants when she felt his big cock between
her soles. This came so unexpected that it shot even more excitement
through her body. Depoulos began to rub her feet on his cock,
masturbating lazily on her stockinged soles as Liza's tongue gently
caressed the inside of her pink hole in long, slow, deep strokes.
Depoulos and Rick began to fondle and squeeze her tightly bound tits
while they were masturbating. She felt her whole body shaking, her
mind could not concentrate on any of the individual feelings -
Depoulos' cock enjoying her feet, Liza's mouth a***ing her clipped
pussy, Rick's monstrous black snake sliding all along her face, the
pain and pleasure from her squeezed engorged breasts.

"I think she's ready to taste some black meet," said Depoulos. Rick
nodded with a wicked grin and unbuckled the penis gag, slowly removing
it from her mouth. She looked at his big black cock as he put his
large hand on her head, ******* her to turn her face towards it. "Let
it slide in slow and deep, cocksucker" Rick said as he put the head of
his gigantic manhood against her lips. Roberta opened her mouth and he
began to push in... filling her sexy mouth of black cock, slowly,
until it hit the back of her throat. Liza withdrew from between her
legs to leave room for Depoulos. He held his cock and slapped her
gaping,
dripping bald cunt with it. He was rock hard and it went it easily
into her slippery hole, despite its size. Liza stepped back and held
Roberta's right foot, caressing her stockinged thigh while she put the
girl's foot between her legs and began to rub her pussy on it. Roberta
could feel that Liza wore no panties and wasn't shaved.

Rick was now fucking her face hard and deep, and she was gagging...
she couldn't breath... she tried to swallow, and felt the huge black
head slide down into her throat. Rick grinned at that, and began
pistoning her deeper - the bulge in her throat revealing how deep she
was taking his black rod. He withdrew just in time to let her regain
her breath, then put the head back in - "suck on this black lollipop,
bitch, there's a sweet cream in it for you" he said. Roberta could
feel Depoulos' long shaft taking virgin inches of her pussy - using
her more than Bob ever did - and her own pussy contracting as a
response to the
intense stimulation... yet she knew she couldn't come without
permission - and she sucked eagerly on Rick's head... actually milking
it... actually longing to feel his hot sperm in her mouth.... more
tears appearing in her eyes as the awareness of being actually turned
into a slut made it to her mind... and she sucked harder and more
sweetly in her shame, until Rick began to spurt lots of dense, sticky
liquid into her mouth. She moaned and the black man withdrew from her
mouth, to let most of his cum land on her pretty face. Roberta felt it
splash in heavy waves onto her cheeks, nose, eyelids and chin. Some of
it began
oozing from her chin and onto her swollen bound breasts. Still
Depoulos was pistoning into her cunt, deeper and deeper with each
thrust, his hands holding firmly onto her swollen boobs, pulling on
them ******** each time his cock sank into her pussy.

Rick was now going limp, and he stepped back to let Depoulos choose
what to do next. Roberta felt her boss slowing down, and she looked at
him, her face covered in black cum, realizing the situation again -
bound to a chair, spread open, her boss' cock in her pussy. Depoulos
ceased pumping and stood with his cock half-stuffed in her pussy. "The
whore would definitely enjoy some pain, now" he said. "Isn't that
true, Roberta. Tell me - would you like your fat cow udders being
******** now?" Roberta hesitatingly shook her head no, but
didn't dare speak - her cunt was spasming and milking Depoulos' cock.
"Y... yes Sir" she finally managed to say "y.. yes this whore wants
her udders punished, Sir". "Oh yes," he said, "just think what would
Bobbie say if he heard you. He thinks he's gonna marry a good girl,
but we know who he's gonna marry. Say it, bitch". Roberta slowly
regained her breath. "He's... he's gonna marry a fat whore, Sir". "A
painwhore, black cock sucker, cum thirsty cow," he said. "Yes Sir" she
murmured, "a painwhore... a black cock sucker... a cum thirsty cow".
Depoulos nodded. "Beg Rick to give you what you want now," he said.
Roberta was in a state of complete surrender now - she was even trying
to rock her hips to feel more of the cock that Depoulos kept
frustratingly still, inside her. "Pl... please ******* my... tits" she
murmured... Depoulos didn't look satisfied with this... "please
******* my big... my fat cow udders".

A large wooden paddle appeared in Rick's hands. For some reasons,
Roberta had been thinking of something like a crop - but this heavy
wooden thing appeared so much more frightening. "Flat on her swollen,
obscene balloons. I want you to beat them blue. Beat them as hard as
you can Rick. Lots of pain are due for this fucking cow." He looked at
the frightened face of his victim, "better gag this cumdrinker again,
she's gonna cry out very loud." He turned to Liza, who had inserted
the penis gag in her pussy. She handed it to Rick. "That's gonna make
it more tasty," Depoulos said to Liza. "Wait," he added, to Rick. "We
can do better than this." He withdrew from Roberta's pussy and
approached her. He put his cock in her mouth - and he began to piss.
Roberta moaned in disgust but did not dare to resist - she swallowed
as fast as she could. Depoulos poured a long lasting stream of urine
inside her mouth, then stepped back. Rick grinned and put the penis
gag back into Roberta's mouth, as Depoulos went back to fucking her
pussy - slowly, very slowly.

Rick was now holding the paddle again. Roberta tried to beg "no.."
through the gaga, but no avail. The paddle hit her right breast hard,
actually smashing her tit. The pain was like an electric shock through
her body, as she bit the gag and screamed through it. Rick hit her
left tit with the same strength. And then the right again. The rhythm
of his beating gave Roberta no time to think - it was PAIN and PAIN
and PAIN - and through the mist of pain, she dimly felt Depoulos' cock
taking her again, and deeper. The pain was too strong
to be confused with sexual pleasure, this time - and this was clearly
a good thing to Depoulos. He wanted to use her and to let her know
that her pleasure was none of his business. He used her cunt fast and
deep while the paddle was actually turning her tits to blue. And
finally he filled her cunt with his cum.

When he was done, Depoulos raised his hand, and Rick ceased the cruel
beating of the beautiful girls' breasts. Liza was still unsatisfied,
and Depoulos told Rick to unlock Roberta from the chair. The black man
unlocked the chain connecting the handcuffs to the back of the chair.
He also removed her gag again. "On your knees doggie", Depoulos
ordered to the girl. Roberta got down on her knees, still uncuffed,
still breathing hard for the intense pain she'd just been through, cum
dripping from her face, tits, and cunt. Liza sat on the chair, legs
spread on the arms, and Depoulos commanded Roberta to finish her off
with her mouth. Roberta sank her face between the girl's legs and
tried to lick and suck her as good as she could. "I want this bitch to
get Liza off quickly. Speed her up, Rick" said Depoulos. Rick placed
himself behind Roberta and began to paddle her naked ass, quite hard
but in a slow rhythm. Roberta moaned in Liza's crotch at each strike,
but fortunately for her, Liza was much aroused by the situation and
came rather quickly.

"Good. That's all for tonight," said Depoulos, turning to Roberta "now
you'll be arranged for the night". He then turned to Rick and said
"you know where the whore can *****, I'm going off to bed now". Rick
nodded and his boss retired. "Follow me on your knees," said Rick,
holding Roberta's leash again. Roberta crawled behind him through a
long corridor - her tits aching each time they bounced back and forth
as she crawled. They went through a long corridor and then downstairs,
to a poorly-lit room. A small cage was placed in the middle of the
room. "This is where you bitch will ***** tonight," Rick said. Roberta
shivered. As they moved closer to the cage, she recognized a long
orange dong mounted horizontally onto the inner wall of the cage.
"Yes," Rick grinned, "you have to enter the cage crawling backwards in
order to fit."

Roberta obediently turned, her ass towards the cage. She thought she
could try to ask for help... maybe Rick didn't know she was being
blackmailed... there were few chances... but...

As her mind worked, she entered the cage. The sensation of the dong
pressing onto her crotch and then sliding in cleared her thoughts away
for a while - as Rick pushed her in... the dong digging deeper into
her ****** pussy... and then he was closing the door. He grinned at
her and turned to leave.

She shivered. Now or never.

"R... Rick" she softly called. The man turned. "Yes" he said. "Rick...
I beg you... I beg you to help me... I didn't choose it... Depoulos is
blackmailing me... you..." Rick shook his head and grinned.

"Ah, girl," he said, "you're trying to corrupt me. Unfortunately for
you, I had precise orders about what to do in this case. There already
is a punishment planned for you, and it's a hard one, sorry." "W...
what" Roberta went blank "pl... please don't tell..."

"Here's what it is. Tomorrow, rather early in the morning, I'm coming
back down here. And you are gonna be suspended by your tits for one
hour." Roberta was completely in panic. "What... wh..." Rick smiled.
"There," he said, pointing to a pulley attached to the ceiling.
"You're gonna be hanging from the ceiling, suspended by your tits.
Sorry."

He turned again, and looked at her before turning the lights off. "But
there's a good point to it. Right before I lift you up, I'll probably
dump some cum into your white cunt."

The lights went off, the door closed, and Roberta was alone. On her
knees in a cage, her tits still bound and aching, and a long dong
stuffed into her cunt. For the first time, she began to feel she would
never get back home. Maybe Depoulos was planning to **** her. That was
all way beyond what she could ever expect. Her tits were bruised. Her
ass was bruised. How could she hide it from Bob? Fear and pain added
to each other. But before she knew, Roberta began to instinctively
push on the dong to get some relief.

******** games

Roberta awoke when the door of her room was opened. She had no idea
what time it was. As soon as she opened her eyes, the horror of her
situation suddendly came to her mind. She was still half naked, on her
knees in the small cage, with the plastic dong stuffed into her aching
pussy. The pain from her tits, still bound, was so intense that it she
wondered how could she have slept all. In the door's frame stood Rick.
"Hello whore" he said. He was holding a heavy crop in his right hand.
Roberta looked up timidly. "G... good day Sir" she murmured.
Before she fell asleep, she had been thinking about what attitude to
have with her tormentors. She had to avoid the punishment that had
been threatened the night before. She had to be as submissive and
eager to please as she could, and pray that they would finally show
some mercy.

Rick grinned and stepped closer. "Did the night bring you advice,
whore", he said severely.

"Y... yes Sir," she murmured. "This whore is going to be obedient...
this whore is going to please her Masters... this whore will never
question them or cause any problem Sir."

Rick unlocked the cage and opened the small door. "Get out and expose
your cunt for whipping, whore," he ordered. Roberta crawled out of the
small cage - the long dong popping out of her still slippery pussy -
and turned her bottom towards Rick, spreading her legs, bending over
till her face was against the cold floor. "Please whip this whore's
cunt, Sir" she murmured.

Rick reached to fondle her open, sore pussy with his strong hand, then
withdrew and inflicted four hard strokes on her sex with the heavy
crop. Each stroke made Roberta shake in pain, but she bit her lip and
managed not to say a word. "Now your swollen cow udders," Rick said.
Roberta shivered, but quickly knelt and arched her back, jutting her
over sensitized ****** mammars out for the crop. Rick again felt what
he was about to hit, his strong grip sending waves of pain through the
poor girl's system. Then he stood and used his crop twice on each
nipple, and twice across both breasts. Tears appeared in Roberta's
eyes but again she managed to keep silent.

"Open your slut mouth so that I can spit into it," Rick added. Roberta
tilted her head back, her beautiful newly-blond hair cascading onto
her shoulders, and opened her sensuous lips, looking into Rick's eyes.
"Do you like to eat your masters' spit, piss, and ****, whore," Rick
asked. "Y... yes Sir i love to eat my Masters' spit, piss and ****,
Sir." Rick looked at her showing no emotions at all as she opened her
mouth again. He spitted into her mouth, a large glob of saliva.
Roberta felt it in her mouth, and kept looking at Rick, unsure if she
was to swallow. He ordered her to. She complied, the foul taste making
her shiver.

Then Rick took her leash, cropped her naked ass again, and led her
upstairs. The white girl followed on all fours. In her holdups and hi
heels, naked bottom on display, led on a leash by a black man, she was
pretty much of a sight. She was taken to a bathroom where Liza was
waiting. She understood she was going to be washed and prepared for a
new session. Roberta wasn't sure she had avoided the punishment, too,
but was at least happy to have delayed it.

Liza and Rick had Roberta strip naked - they even removed her bondage
- and had her have a good shower. Roberta was asked to clean all of
her openings carefully - including using a vaguely cock-shaped soap in
her asshole. Liza and Rick supervisioned her washing and kept teasing
her as she showered - pinching her ass and tits, fingering her cunt,
slapping her.

When the shower was over, she was presented with her outfit for that
day. She was told that a few very special guests would be using her,
and that she did know them. Roberta shivered but couldn't guess who
they were - probably, she thought, some colleagues from the office.

Then, under Rick's instructions (which were punctuated with sharp
strokes of the crop on her thighs, ass, and tits) she began to
prepare. As a first thing, Rick had her bind her own tits with a thin
nylon line. She was asked to do the same bondage as she had received
the day before - tight loops around each of her generous breasts, then
more loops encircling both. Her "udders" (as Rick kept addressing
them) were severely bruised and the new bondage, with that thin hard
line, felt like it was cutting into her flesh.

Next, she wore a black feetless body hose. The fabric of the hose was
very thin and her body showed as if she was naked - the hose did just
add sluttishness. Especially due to the large hole that completely
exposed her shaved crotch and the lower half of her gorgeous, round
ass cheeks. Her breasts were covered - obscenely tensing the hose
fabric due to the bondage shaping them - but there was a line of small
buttons, from her belly to her throat, that could be undone to have
access to them. She was then given a pair of very high stilettos of a
bright red.

The next item was a pair of red lace gloves that went almost to her
armpits. The gloves had their fingers connected to each other; the tip
of the thumb was seamed to the tip of the other four fingers, so that
her hand was ******** shaped like a "O" - she could easily figure out
what was the only thing she could do with those gloves on.

Two small chains with clamps at each end were then added - each
connecting the border of the hose lower hole to one of her pussy lips
- so that her cunt was ****** open. Finally, Liza did her makeup. When
she was finished, Roberta looked into the mirror and saw a gorgeous,
obscenely sluttish blond bimbo. Her lipstick was heavy and a bright
red that perfectly matched her fuck-me stilettos. A pair of big
earrings completed her sexy look.

The last item she was made to wore was a collar and leash, like the
day before. Today, nevertheless, the collar was definitely a dog's
collar, with steel studs on it, and of the same red as her lipstick,
shoes, and gloves.

Rick and Liza seemed satisfied. Rick slapped Roberta's naked ass. "On
your knees, dog whore" he sharply ordered. Roberta went quickly down
as the black man took the leash in his hand and led her to the living
room. Liza followed a few steps behind. While they proceeded to the
room where Roberta was going to be "used", she was still worried about
who the "special guests" might be. They couldn't just be colleagues...
not in Depoulos' style... it had someone closer to her. She shivered
as she entered the room in her submissive, arousing, obscene bondage
outfit.

And she was shocked. Depoulos was sitting on the large angular black
leather sofa where her audience was sitting yesterday. Beside him, sat
three teenagers Roberta knew quite well. They were from her
neighborhood, sons of close friends of hers and Bob's. She knew their
names by heart: Jimmy Hart, Ricky Wesna, and Tom Reed. They were all
around 16. She sometimes baked cakes for them when their friends came
to visit. Obviously thus, seeing them there left her breathless. The
three kids had a wicked grin on their faces. She saw their eyes run
over her
sluttish attire - over her exposed body. Istinctively, her hands ran
to her breast and mound. Rick noticed and slapped her face hard - a
loud smack that left a red mark on her cheek - "hands off, bitch".
Roberta complied, her trembling arms falling by her sides as she
lowered her eyes to the floor, blushing deeply.

"I hope you like my guests, whore", said Depoulos, grinning. "I have
monitored your social life to choose the appropriate partners for you.
Jimmy, Ricky and Tom were exhilarated when I told them what I'm doing
to you and how they could fit in my game. Of course they will keep
this little secret." He chuckled, then added: "mmm... well it might
happen that they ask you to do something to earn their silence, but
that's between you, not my business. Do you understand whore?"

"Pl... please Sir" Roberta murmured, unable to raise her eyes "please
do not involve them in... this... they are just..."

Depoulos made a gesture to Nick, who slapped Roberta's face again,
harder. "You don't want to upset me, whore, do you?" said Depoulos.
"N... no Sir" she sobbed through her tears.

"I understand the kids do often come visit you and Bob in your new
house, is that true," asked Depoulos. "Yes... Sir" she muttered. "And
I bet that when they're there, you think of their cocks all the time,
like the dripping cunt whore you are... isn't that true?"

Roberta weakly nodded... "Y... yes Sir" she whispered. She realized
that the teens could not know that wasn't the truth... the ***********
and debasement took over her whole mind and body. She felt like a
depraved nympho, because she knew that was what she was in the kids'
eyes. "Well, as it happens, the kids also had some nasty thought about
you. Unfortunately, they didn't know what a horny bitch you are...
until I told them, that is."

Depoulos turned to the teenagers. "Do you like her outfit, boys?" he
asked. "I love it," said Jimmy - his lustful gaze eagerly running over
the beautiful blond's kneeling body. Tom and Ricky nodded too. Roberta
felt like dying - nothing could be more embarassing than being
commented on by supposedly innocent teenagers. To feel like female
meat at their disposal...!

"Good. Roberta, move your fat ass over here."

Roberta obediently crawled on her knees across the room. She stopped
before Depoulos and the three teenagers. "Feel her fat tits, boys,
they are worth it." The kids hesitated a few seconds, then Roberta
felt Jimmy's hand on her left tit. Cupping it. Feeling it. Caressing
it through the hose. Then squeezing it.... as Ricky and Tom began to
handle her right one. Their fingers digging into her flesh as they
squeezed her aching bound boobs. Her large breasts were much more than
a handfull for the boys.

"Can we...?" asked Jimmy, pointing at the hose buttons. "Sure," was
Depoulos' reply. "You can french-kiss her too, if you would." Jimmy
took the lead and kissed Roberta, who obediently parted her lips and
accepted his tongue as he was undoing the buttons of the hose. Roberta
felt so sick - being ravaged and tongued by those youngsters that
could almost be her own ********. The top of the hose was now open and
Jimmy and Tom pulled her tits out, handling them roughly, eagerly
feeling their softness and their shape, their firmness -
increased by her bondage. Tom began to rub her nipple between thumb
and forefinger.

"Do you like them babes?" asked Depoulos.

"Oh, yes," was their reply.

Depoulos made a gesture to Rick, who approached Roberta from behind.
He seized her hair and pulled on it, ordering her to stand. Roberta
quickly stood, and Rick put his right arm around her waist, blocking
her arms on her sides. Then he ****** her to bend over at 90 degrees,
so that her tits were hanging down like swollen balloons. He pulled on
her hair to make her head tilt back to that her tits would be even
more available. Then he began to shake her upper body left and right,
making her tits bounce obscenely before the kids' amused eyes. "This
is definitely a cow," Depoulos said to the kids. "As soon as she will
be
pregnant, these fat udders will be full milk bags. And since you share
my little secret, and know what a depraved bitch she is, you boys will
be able to milk her."

Rick had now inserted his middle finger in her exposed pussy, probably
per Depoulos' instructions - she had learned how her boss liked to
have her teased when he talked like this. "The whore will bake a cake
and then you will squeeze her tits to fill your cups with milk, and
have your snack."

Roberta was sobbing.... Rick had now three fingers in her gaping hole
and the kids were savouring her tits again. Tom and Ricky french
kissed her in turn.

"Good. Now the boys might want to take a look at your cunt" Depoulos
said. "Sit on the floor whore, be sure to let them have the full
view."

Rick released Roberta, who meekly sat on the floor before them. Her
cheek were wet with tears. The boys had their eyes fixed to the
beautiful shaved place between her legs. She parted them wide, then
layed her back onto the floor and raised her knees. The clips attached
to their sex lips did their work in fully exposing the girl's intimate
pink.

"Is this where you want their cocks, bitch? You need them in your
cunt?" Depoulos asked.

"Y... yes Sir"

"Yes, sure. But your dripping cunt will wait until they choose to fuck
it."

"Yes Sir."

"You can touch it, boys. Feel how wet the cow gets at the idea of
being fucked here and now by three cocks."

The three juvenile, in turn, began to feel her exposed sex. Roberta
closed her eyes as their young hands groped her outer lips, her
exposed clit - roughly -, as their fingers entered her gaping hole.
"That must be the first time they see a whore's cunt, is that true,
boys?" asked Depoulos. The three nodded, as their hands ran on her
sex, her thighs, her ass. Jimmy and Ricky had begun to rub themselves
through their pants, too.

When they had had a good taste of her pussy, Depoulos ordered Roberta
on her knees again. She felt ****** and ********; her will was
completely gone. "These boys need some attention, whore," said
Depoulos. "Why don't you take their cocks out. And while you do, I
want you to look into their eyes and tell them that you love them,
that you want to suck their cocks every day for the rest of your
life."

These words again shocked her to life. "Please...." she sobbed, weakly
shaking her head no. Depoulos didn't say a word and slapped her face,
twice. Roberta's sobs subsided, and she took position before Tom. She
raised her tear-filled eyes to meet the boys'... his gaze, ever more
lustful, his cheeks red with arousal, were so embarassing... as she
managed to undo the button of his pants with her half-bound hands, and
then to lower his zipper... "I.. " she muttered.... god that was so
hard... "I love you... Tom... I want to suck your.... cock... every
day... forever..." She realized that she couldn't pull his cock out in
any other way than by taking it in the round hole between her thumb
and her fingers. She
delicately pulled it out. "Tell him that his cock is bigger and more
arousing than Bob's, and use humiliating words to refer to your bf,
and taste him" Depoulos ordered. "Y... your cock is bigger... than
Bob's... he is a wimp, he has a poor flaccid cock.... yours is
beautiful..." With that, she timidly lapped at Tom's cock, still
looking into his eyes... engulfed the head in her voluptuous lips....
sucked on it briefly.... then a slap on her ass by Depoulos urged her
to switch to Ricky.

She did the same to Ricky and Jimmy, pulling their erect teenagers
cock out, worshipping them, telling them that she needed their cocks
and would suck on them every day, even after she got married to that
"gay wimp". Her heart was broken, she had passed the point of no
return, she couldn't remember what it meant to have dignity and
self-esteem.

Depoulos voice again. "You have two hands and one whore mouth, dog,
that is enough for three boys."

She hesitated... another sudden slap on her face urged her to proceed.
She gently put her glove-bound hands around the cocks of Tom and
Ricky, who were sitting on the left and the right, respectively. She
began to slowly pump on them while she lowered her mouth onto Jimmy's
cock. Jimmy's was the best endowed of the three of them. She felt his
cock push against her throat as she began bobbing her head, her hands
moving up and down in a steady, gentle rhythm. Depoulos squatted
behind the girl; his right hand reached between her thighs. Roberta
immediately spread her knees to provide her master better access, and
Depoulos acknowledged this by pushing three fingers into her clipped
gaping sex. "Mmmm..." he chuckled, "I knew you were a depraved whore,
but I didn't expect your cunt to drip like this."

Roberta kept sucking and jerking as she shivered at Depoulos' words...
so true... she was actually feeling so horny, so guilty, so lost....
she felt him spank her ass lazily as his fat fingers pumped her... and
felt she deserved it... then he withdrew his fingers and spanked her
cunt.... each stroke sending waves of intense sensations from her clit
and labia to her brain...

"I understand you like Jimmy's cock a lot, bitch, but I'm sure the
other guys would like to try your mouth, too" said Depoulos, "I want
you to switch from time to time."

Roberta withdrew from Jimmy's cock and began sucking on Tom's,
replacing her mouth with her free hand. Depoulos was now alternating
between fingering her pussy, slapping it, spanking her ass, slapping
her bound tits, twisting her nipples... his hands were everywhere on
her available, low body.

All of the boys had their cock sucked in turn, while the others were
being jerked. The first to approach climax was Tom. Depoulos noticed
it, and instructed the girl: "Milk their cum onto your face, bitch,
and look into their eyes as you take their cum.... smile to them like
the horny bitch dog you are and beg for their cum". Pause. "Humiliate
yourself to arouse them til they cum... and choose good words or your
will be whipped on your cunt *very* hard while you're hanged by your
tits."

Roberta removed her mouth from Jimmy's cock, which she was sucking
again, and began pumping Tom faster.... pointing his tool onto her
face... smiling at him with tears in her eyes.... as her mind ran to
find the words Depoulos wanted to hear... "please... please Tom i need
your cum on my whore face.... i am your whore, a bitch who feeds on
cum and piss.... fill my sluttish face with your sperm..." The rhythm
of her talking to the boy was much conditioned by the attentions she
was receiving by Depoulos, still feeling and teasing her erogenous
zones....

Tom let out a loud moan as his young cock began spurting his load onto
her cheeks and nose. Depoulos smiled... "oh yes," he said, "teenager
cum for my whore...." Roberta felt his middle finger pushing onto her
anus as one more shot landed on her face.... And then Ricky was
throbbing.... she turned to him.... degraded herself to get him off...
"cum.... i am a whore who likes to be covered in teenagers' cum.... i
want to ***** and smell and taste your cum.... i want my face to smell
of teenagers' cum next time I kiss Bob..." "Very good, whore" said
Depoulos, pushing his finger deeper in her rectum as a reward. "Go
on...." Ricky was now coming, she was jerking Jimmy.... she turned to
him and began licking
his cock as she pumped it with her hand... "please Jimmy shoot my
face.... shoot this fat whore as a punishment for being such a wanton
slut...." Depoulos slid a finger into her cunt as the other one was
pumping her anus... and Jimmy was now spraying all over her cum filled
face....

Still fingering her holes, Depoulos motioned Rick to approach Roberta
and do what he knew. Rick seized her hair, tilted her head back, and
****** his huge fully erect cock downright into her mouth. With her
head tilted back, she had Depoulos' mouth close to her ear. He began
licking and biting her earlobe and sticking his tongue into her ear as
he whispered: "You need to cum, don't you, depraved cumpig? I know
filthy whores like you, having fresh teen cum dripping from your
beautiful face makes you need to cum so bad...." His thumb began
rubbing her clit as his forefinger went in and out of her slippery
pussy. "That poor wimp Bob is going to marry a bitch who will suck cum
from her sons and eat her *********' cunts... he doesn't know what a
dripping cunt he's going to live with, but I know you, and you know
I'm right...."

Roberta just sobbed and moaned as her boss fingerfucked both of her
holes and Rick's long black snake pistoned her throat. The boys were
watching. "You still have your hands free, and there's three cocks
before you. Do what a whore must," Depoulos whispered.

Roberta extended her hands searching for the teenagers' cocks and
began pumping them again through her lace gloves. She actually, really
needed to cum. Depoulos pushed two fingers deep in her vagina, his
palm pressing onto her clit, and whispered: "now whore, if you are a
filthy bitch that needs to get off with fresh teen cum on her face,
that will eat cum from her ********, just milk my fingers with your
cunt and I will allow you to cum. It's your choice - there will be no
punishment if you choose not to cum like the teenfucker you are."

Roberta's head was just spinning - she was given a choice, and knew
her body would betray her spirit again - she began to squeeze
Depoulos' fingers with her cunt muscles, as if trying to suck them
deeper and deeper. Depoulos grinned. Rick was getting close. "Ok,
bitch" Depoulos sentenced, "as soon as your mouth is filled with black
seed, you are allowed to fuck yourself onto my fingers until you cum."

Rick understood his boss wanted him to cum, and took her blond head in
his hands, increasing the tempo of his facefucking. He soon began
throbbing and let out a huge load of sperm literally engulfing
Roberta's mouth. Covered in teen cum and with her mouth filled by the
black stud, the girl began moving her hips to masturbate on her boss'
fingers. He kept still; he wanted the girl to do all the work, to get
off by her own will, to savour her own ****** needs. She moaned as
Rick withdrew from her mouth, a trail of thick semen landing on her
chin.... still pumping on the teens' cocks, she let out a cry as she
reached a huge climax, cumming profusely on Depoulos' hand.

The greek boss withdrew his fingers from her holes and stood. Roberta
was left alone, panting on the cold floor, in a mess of cum and sweat.
Her bound boobs rising and falling with her heavy breathing.

"Very good," Depoulos said, watching the sobbing degraded secretary.
"Now you know who you are, whore. Am I right?"

He slapped her right tit, hard.

"Y... yes Sir"

"I didn't hear you." Hard slap - left tit.

"Yes Sir... i know what dirty whore i am... Sir"

"Good. On all fours, face to the floor, give your cunt to the boys."

Roberta quickly obeyed, bending over to jutt her bottom up in the air,
legs spread. The boys watched Depoulos. This time, Ricky was the first
to act. He placed himself behind the round ass of his beautiful
neighbor, and put his cock into her pussy. One by one, all of the boys
took her and downloaded more cum into her.

When the last one was done, Depoulos thanked the boys, reminded them
that Roberta was at their disposal until they kept the secret, and had
Liza show them the way to the door. Roberta was left bent over with
fresh cum dripping from her gaping pussy.

Depoulos looked at her with despise in his eyes. "I have to attend to
a meeting now, whore, so I won't need your services anymore. You are
free to go back home to your lover. You will not be allowed to use the
bath, so I'm afraid you will be in a mess of cum when you get out of
here." He turned to Liza, who had just returned into the room after
leading the boys out. "Give her some fresh clothes to wear. No panties
nor bra. Make sure both skirt and top are at least one size too
small."

Liza nodded. Depoulos left the room. And Roberta felt her leash being
pulled - time to go back home.

Back to the Office

When monday came, it was much of a relief. After the sessions at
Depoulos' mansion, she had to refuse her boyfriend's attention, for
fear that he would detect the marks on her skin from the whipping and
prolonged bondage. He was obviously upset but she managed to persuade
him that she was just feeling very tired after the weekend "intensive
kick off meeting".

When she entered her office, she found Depoulos waiting for her,
sitting onto her desk with his heavy wooden ruler in his hands. "Ah,
here you are, pig", he said, letting his gaze roam over her shapely
body, packaged in a nice skin-colored, short-skirted business suit.
Roberta timidly greeted her boss and stood, waiting for his
instructions. "While I was driving to come here," he said, speaking
slowly, "I thought I would have liked to see some bruised fat cunt
lips this morning. This is why I am here, and why I have this ruler
with me."

Roberta lowered her eyes. "Yes Sir" she meekly replied, looking down
onto the floor. She thought more instructions would come, but Depoulos
remained silent for a while, and then hissed: "what are you waiting
for, pig." The severe tone of his voice sent a shiver of pure fear
through the submitted girl. "I'm... sorry Sir" she apologized quickly,
"what... position do you want me to take... Sir?"

"In your chair" he said. Roberta quickly muttered "yes Sir" while she
raised her short skirt to her waist and then sat down, placing her
knees onto the chair's arms, exposing her defenceless pussy to her
tormentor. He looked at her, seemingly waiting for something else on
her part. Roberta knew what that was. "Please... " she began to
*********** beg, "please hit my cunt with your ruler... Sir".

"Hard, pig?"

"Yes Sir... please hit my cunt hard Sir."

Depoulos grinned and began to inflict several hard strokes of the
ruler flat on her pussy, increasing the strength at each stroke. His
steel cold eyes were fixed on Roberta's, and she knew she couldn't
look down or away. Biting her sexy lips, she moaned at each stroke,
looking at him. "Unbutton your jacket," he ordered while more strokes
landed on her sensitive flesh. Roberta quickly complied, and for the
next several strokes, Depoulos ******** fondled and squeezed her naked
tits to add to his own pleasure and to her pain and **********.
Roberta felt her pussy lips become hot as the ruler hit her again and
again. Then Depoulos stood still, watching her reddened sex with a
satisfied smile. "I bet Bobby's not using this hole very much these
days, is he." "N... no Sir..." she replied. "The whore cannot let her
sweetheart see her sex so swollen and ******, can she," he insisted.
"No... Sir... I reject him." "That's good. I'll use this ruler to
control your sex life. When I don't want Bobby to dump his cum in his
wife-to-be, I'll just spank her cunt a nice brilliant red like today.
Do you like the idea, cow?"

"Yes... Sir" she said, trying to ***** a smile on her crying face.

Depoulos nodded again. His eyes went to her naked large breasts, that
was rising and falling sensuously with her heavy breath. "Mmmm... " he
said, "I think I'll had some tit whipping to complete my morning
starter." Roberta quickly wiped a tear from her eye, then whispered:
"yes Sir please whip my fat tits Sir". "Would you like to fingerfuck
your cunt while I do, pig," he asked. "Yes please Sir let me finger my
cunt while you whip my fat tits Sir". "With both hands," he ordered.
Roberta reached to her crotch with both hands and worked two fingers
from each into her pussy, as Depoulos began lashing her bare tits,
letting the ruler hit flat alternatingly onto her nipples and her
skin. Each stroke made a loud "whack!" echoing in the small room and
made her soft breast flesh tremble like jelly. And all the while
Roberta was looking up at her boss, with her shapely stockinged thighs
widely parted, and four fingers stretching her pussy in a steady
pumping motion.

"That's a good pigwhore," he said, when both of her breasts were sore
enough for his tastes. "Give your master a good wet pigwhore kiss
now." He bent down and glued his mouth to hers, sending a shiver of
disgust through her system - his tongue obscenely sticking into her
mouth, his abundant saliva filling her mouth of that stranger taste.
She tried her best to comply with his will, parting her lips as wide
as they would go and caressing his tongue softly with hers. Both of
his hands ran to her tits, cupping them and squeezing them, his nails
digging into her flesh as he savoured the sadistic kiss.

When he finally broke the kiss, he reached for her chin and held her
mouth open as he let a large glob of his spit fall down into her
mouth. "Swallow" he ordered, keeping his grip on her chin. She did,
and then he did spit again into her mouth. "I think this horny pig is
ready for an advancement in her training," he said, still holding her
mouth open. Her fingers were still working into her pussy - she knew
better than to stop without an explicit permission to do so. "It's
time you learn to do your duty as a toilet servant, too" he said,
spitting once again in her mouth. At those words, her eyes widened in
fear as she tried to shake her head no and speak - but Depoulos
reacted by slapping her face
hard and then ******* her mouth open again. "Shut the fuck up, pig,"
he hissed, in an hissing voice that cut any further protest on her
part. "Bobby will be happy to have a good wife who can ***** his piss
and eat his ****. I'm just about to train you as a good fucktoy wife
for your beloved boyfriend." He spitted once more in her mouth, then
let go of her face. Roberta looked at him with pleading eyes, but
could not dare speak.

Depoulos looked down at her hands, still half buried in her crotch.
"Stop pleasing that fucking pig cunt," he ordered, "since you tried to
protest you don't deserve pleasure, but pain." He searched her desktop
for something and then found it - a handful of paper clips. He
extended his hand, offering the clips to the girl. "Put four on each
of your cuntlips." Roberta reached for the clips, placing the first
one slowly. To do so, she istinctively looked down, but Depoulos
seized her hair and ****** her to keep eye-contact with him. "I think
a masturbator like you knows her pig cunt without watching," he said.
"Y... yes Sir" she murmured, placing all of the eight clips. The
springs of the clips were strong and she could feel the metal
painfully biting into her flesh. She felt her sex burning with pain.
Depoulos still had one clip in his hand. "That's for
your clit, bitch."

Roberta took the last clip and applied it where ordered. Big tears
were now streaming down her lovely face. Depoulos nodded. "Now,
fuckpig, focus your mind on what I have to say. As a punishment for
trying to avoid your toilet training, you will keep all of these clips
on until after lunch break. You will *not* have lunch, today, too, nor
*****. This will make it easier for you to accept what you will get
this afternoon. I will have a full lunch for your benefit, don't
worry. Is the pig happy with my orders?"

Depoulos' fat hands were now feeling her thighs. Roberta wiped her
tears again. "Yes Sir thank You Sir this pig is happy with your
orders," she replied. He reached for the clip that was attached to her
clit and twisted it slowly. "Good. Now before you go, you will show me
you are sorry for your behavior. I'll tell you how. Do you want to
show me you are sorry?"

"Yes... Sir please" she murmured.

"Kneel on the floor before those drawers", he ordered, pointing to a
chest of metal drawers. Roberta obeyed, standing from the chair and
then immediately falling onto her knees and crawling to the chest.
"Open the first drawer" he said. Roberta obeyed again. "Put your
milkbags in the drawer, and close it. Squeeze your own breasts. I want
to see marks on them when I tell you to stop, so don't be too soft -
in your own interest."

The girl began sobbing. Humiliatingly, she leaned her breasts in the
drawer, and then pushed it close - pushing hard, biting her lip and
moaning in pain in her self inflicted, degrading *******. Depoulos
approached her and unzipped his pants, sitting across the chest in
such a way as to present her mouth with his cock. "Blow my cock while
you pull and push on the drawer like a good painslut."

Roberta opened her sexy lips and closed them around her boss' cock,
sucking it in her mouth as gently as she could while she moaned in
pain and cried big, silent tears. Her platinum-blond head began to bob
slowly on his manhood. Depoulos was rock hard and, in order to comply
with his tastes, she tried until she could get his head into her
throat. Depoulos looked down with a wicked grin, his body relaxing as
he was pleased by her throat, tongue and lips.

To Roberta, who was smashing her own breast, the blowjob seemed to
last forever. Finally, she felt him throb in her mouth and pull out.
He jerked his cock quickly until he began shooting his hot thick fluid
onto her pretty face. He cleaned it in her hair and then stood again.
"Let me see if you did a good job with those fat udders," he said.
Roberta opened the drawer to expose her sore, heavily bruised chest.
"That's fine enough, pig" Depoulos ordered. "You will be called into
my office this afternoon. Be sure to remember my orders."

It was 3 o'clock when Depoulos called Roberta over the intercom. She
locked her computer and walked to his office. Her knees were
trembling. She had fought hard to keep the thought of what was in
store for her off her mind - but now the time had come.

She entered the office and found Depoulos standing by his desk. He
didn't say a word until she was before him. "I think my personal
bathroom is the proper place to begin your training as a pig toilet
servant," he said, slapping her ass to urge her towards the small door
that led from his office to an adjacent room.

When they were in Depoulos' bathroom, he closed and locked the door
behind him. He stood before her and looked straight into her eyes.
Roberta was already blushing, but did manage to keep eye contact.
Without a word, Depoulos reached for her jacket and undid her buttons
slowly. When the last button was over, he took her tits in his hands
and began to feel and maul them. "You are one sexy toilet pig," he
whispered, causing the first tears to fill her eyes. Next he unzipped
her skirt and let it fall onto the floor. His hands then went back to
her tits.

"The first thing I'm gonna teach to Bobby's pig bride is to ***** pee
pee," he said. "Kneel." Roberta couldn't conceal her feelings, and
looked at Depoulos with pleading eyes, but did sink to her knees and
sat on her calves as she whispered "yes Sir." Depoulos looked down at
the kneeling beauty at his feet with a wicked grin on his face. "Are
you thirsty pig" he said in a cold, emotionless voice. "Y... yes Sir"
she sobbed, her big eyes staring into his. "Don't cry, you're gonna
like it" he said. "Take my cock out."

Roberta reached to his fly and unzipped it. She reached for his cock
with trembling hands and pulled it out slowly. Depoulos was only half
erect. "I have been saving it for my pig's belly," he said with a
grin. "Thank me for what I am about to make you do."

"Th.... thanks Sir for... letting me...."

A hard slap on her face interrupted her, the sudden pain causing her
to let out a cry. "There's no me, pig. Use proper words to refer to
your dirty, worthless self."

"Th... thanks Sir for letting... this pig.... ***** your... pee pee...
Sir".

"That's better. Take it."

Roberta opened her lips and accepted his cock in her mouth. Depoulos
smiled wickedly and began to release his hot piss. For a brief moment
Roberta closed her eyes when the foul taste hit her senses, but
immediately opened them again to stare into her boss' eyes as she was
required to. A whole lot of tears filled her eyes as she fought with
herself not to gag. "Don't waste a drop, pig" he said coldly. His piss
was streaming into her mouth steadily. Roberta swallowed and
swallowed. When it finally was over, he ordered her to let go of his
cock and lick it clean. Roberta felt at the very bottom of
degradation. She withdrew and then began to lick his cock slowly,
without using her hands. She thought she
was looking pretty much like an ****** - a dog or a pig.

"That's a good wife," said Depoulos, "you drank it all. Did your cunt
enjoy it bitch?"

Roberta hesitated. Yes, once again her pussy was getting wet on her
degradation. "Yes... Sir my... this pig's cunt is wet Sir."

"I had no doubt about it," he said coldly. He caressed her face with a
smile of mock sympathy. "Now this bigtitted whore wife should be
hungry, too, aren't you?"

Roberta hesitated again. She wanted to beg him not to make her do
that. She couldn't say it. Big tears ran from her eyes, and twice she
opened her mouth to implore, but she knew that would only make things
worst. "Y.... yes" she finally managed to say, "yes... Sir.... this
pig is hungry."

"What would this pig eat then?"

"Please....." she murmured, "please let this pig.... eat.... your ****
Sir..."

Roberta felt all free will escape her mind with those words. She had
entered a state of pure **********. She could no longer think of
herself as a human after having pronounced those words... it was
simply too painful. She felt like an ******, a sextoy ****** at her
Master's feet.

"Why don't you twist the clip that's biting your clit for me while you
beg, pig, to demonstrate how willing you are to eat my ****."

In her state of trance, Roberta reached for the clip and began to
twist it and pull on it, causing herself more pain, as she spoke
again: "please Sir this pig needs your ****... Sir.... please let me
eat it.... this pig begs you Sir...."

Depoulos turned his back to her and lowered his pants. He bent down a
bit to offer her his ass. "Take a good lick at my asshole to begin
with, pig. Tell me how do you like its taste." Roberta bent forward,
burying her face between his hairy asscheeks. The intense smell was
disgusting, but she sticked her tongue out and reached to lick his
asshole. She began to lick it slowly and sensuously, letting her
tongue run up and down along his crack around the hole. "This... pig
loves the taste of... your ass Sir" she sobbed.

"That's good, I feel I have several mouthfulls for you today" he said.
"Stick your tongue in to stimulate me into feeding my pig." Roberta
closed her eyes and sticked her tongue in, pushing her face deeper
between his ass cheeks. Depoulos moaned in pleasure and ordered her to
jerk him while she was tongued his asshole. The poor girl reached for
his now fully erect cock and began to massage it obediently while her
tongue went in and out, licking the insides and the border of his
anus.

Suddendly, she felt his **** push her tongue outwards. "Pig food is
served, eat it all like a good whore pig wife." She withdrew her
tongue and *********** glued her lips to his anus, receiving the first
piece of his **** in her mouth. The sensation was so horrid that she
could hardly resist, but somehow began to jerk his cock quicker in her
hand as she began to swallow. She coughed and was about to gag, but
somehow managed not to. She swallowed more, thinking she would die.
But she didn't. Most of the first piece was gone when the second one
filled her mouth, quicker this time. Again she managed to eat it all.

Her hand was still working on Depoulos' cock, although she was only
dimly aware of this.

Depoulos released two more chunks before he was finished. The last one
took Roberta a long time to swallow. When it was all gone, Depoulos
withdrew from her face and she took several deep breaths and coughed
again. The smell and taste was all she could sense. "Use your spit and
lick my asshole clean, pig" he ordered. Roberta complied, all of her
body shaking for the great shock she had undergone. Depoulos slowly
turned towards her until his cock was pointing at her face. She was
still jerking him.

"Let's wash it down with some fresh cum, pig. Open your mouth wide."

Roberta obeyed, opening her mouth as Depoulos began to shoot his load.
Several hot, abundant spurts filled her mouth. "Gargle," he said. She
obeyed, washing her mouth with his cum. She was pale and her eyes were
reddened by tears.

"Very good," said Depoulos. He squatted beside her and felt her pussy
with one hand, feeling her naked shapely ass with the other. "It
feels like the pig's enjoyed her meal" he said, finding her wet -
something that would have added to her degradation, hadn't she been
degraded beyond any limit already. He began to slowly finger fuck her
as he spoke in her ear. "Next time you suck Bobby's small cock or
french kiss him, I bet you're gonna think of a big chunk of my ****
entering your mouth, won't you." "Y... yes Sir". He added one finger.
"Yes. And I bet this is gonna make you so wet.... to think that the
supposedly pure mouth Bobby is kissing has taken a good mix of piss,
**** and cum from another man."

Roberta was only dimly conscious, now. The only thing she was aware
of, was that Depoulos was right. She actually needed to cum. She
desperately needed to cum. Or to pass over.

"If you are a good girl, next time I'm gonna let you push some of my
**** into your cunt. Would pig like it?"

"Y.... yes Sir... this pig would like it...."

"Like what?"

"To have... to push your **** into her cunt Sir....."

She tried to resist the urge to beg him, but it was to strong.
"Please..." she begged, as she gave herself in completely, "please let
this pig cum..... Sir"

"Oh sure," he said, "lie with your back onto the floor."

Roberta complied quickly, breathing hard. He raised her knees and
parted her legs. "I'm gonna help my pig by spanking her cunt harder
and harder until she comes."

With that, he began to hit her on her clip-adorned pussy. Each slap
was harder. And it only took seven of them to lead Roberta to the most
intense climax of her life.

Disclosures


Bob Riggs called his fiancee again, and again he heard the answering
machine. "Love, it's me," he said. "I won't be home tonight. I have
been invited by my boss, or more exactly, the boss of my boss... at
some kind of cocktail party, to meet some new customer, don't ask me,
I have no idea why they want me to be there. I don't know when I'll be
back, and I'll probably quit my cell phone while i'm there. I'll call
you later. Kiss."

He felt guilty for lying to Roberta. He was actually paying to be at
this party. The boss of his boss, Mr. Dawson, had been talking Bob
about this for a few weeks. It was a club of sorts, with sexy shows of
some kind, and well - his sexual life had been quite frustrating in
the last weeks. So, why not try to get some relief. He had no idea why
Dawson had been talking about these "special" parties to him, or, for
that matter, if other colleagues had been told and had refused to
participate. The sum wasn't that big - of course it was just meant to
pay back the overall costs of the party. Not that he cared about who
got the money and why. It was just a night out. And if his bosses were
into this, there was no reason to be concerned about his own
reputation. Strangely enough, he never considered visiting clubs on
his own... but this time, all he had had to do was say: "ok", and pay
fifty bucks. According to Dawson, the show was going to be well worth
the money.

The party took place in a large mansion in the countryside. Bob parked
his car - the only small one besides several limos - and nervously
climbed the stairs to the main door. A waitress in a sexy uniform
greeted him, took the invitation, and led him in. "Hurry up, sir, the
show is about to begin." "Oh... oh yes ok, thank you" he babbled. A
bit nervous, he thought to himself. He entered the main hall where the
show was about to begin.

The lights were dimmed, and he sat down on a large sofa. After a few
minutes, while he was looking around to see if he could recognize any
known face, the waitress came up with a tray of ******. "Would you
like a cocktail, sir," she politely offered. He started when her small
hand, covered by a sexy lace glove, rubbed his cock through his pants
gently. "Y.. yes thank you" he said, fetching a blue one from the
tray. "You're welcome sir," she said, stepping away into the
half-darkness and leaving Bob with a hint of a hardon.

"Hello friends, and welcome", said someone, speaking through a
microphone. Bob couldn't see who that was - he had chose a seat
someway back, to keep a low profile. "We have a very special show this
evening, as some of you know. We're going to have a young bride - well
not exactly, she'll get married next year - on the stage for your
entertainment." Bob swallowed hard, took another sip at his *****.
That must be some hired lapdancer who'll play the part, he thought to
himself. "And I'm sure you will like to know, she's not here for
money," the voice said. "She was caught in doing some serious illicit
stuff on her job, and to save herself from ruin, she has to undergo
whatever her blackmailers want her to. You are lucky that her
blackmailers are very close friends of mine..."

The audience laughed, and applauded. Bob felt his cock twitch. Was
that real? And if so... whas it any moral to sit there... waiting for
the show... with a rock hardon?

"I have personally tested this whore bride several times, and I can
tell you she is worth a good look. For privacy reasons, she will be
called by a nickname tonight. Ladies and gents, please welcome Betty."

Bob took another sip from his *****. Some spotlights were turned onto
the center of the hall. And then two figures stepped in the light. A
man and a girl. The man was walking, the girl was following on all
fours... and...

Bob felt his ***** freeze.

It wasn't a hallucination. His fiancee was there! on all fours, led on
a leash by a black man. She was wearing a tight, short, sexy version
of a bridal gown; candid lace gloves that went almost up to her
shoulders; a bride's hat with the traditional lace veil; her dress was
too short to conceal the hem of her white stockings. Her shoes were 6"
stiletto heels. The only non-white thing she was wearing was the dog
collar to which the leash was attached.

Bob was in a state of complete shock. He looked at the voluptous shape
of his fiancee's body, emphasized by the tight dress. She was probably
wearing a tight corset too, since her tits looked bigger than usual,
as if they were pushed up. The guy holding the leash was a black man
dressed up in a black suit, and he held a black riding crop in the
other hand.

Bob's first reaction, after the initial shock, would have been to cry
out something. But in fact, he didn't even move or say a word. He
couldn't - not with all of those managers from his company around. He
felt paralized. He checked if someone in the room was looking at him -
nobody was. Probably, no one knew she was his fiancee. How could they
know? Otherwise, they wouldn't had invited him at all, he thought. His
heart was pounding like crazy. He put the glass on a small table
beside him, realizing his hands were shaking too much and he couldn't
safely hold it.

"So Betty", said the man with the microphone, "do you realise that my
friends must not be disappointed, and that whatever hesitation to do
what you're told will be severely punished?"

It was another shock for Bob to actually hear Roberta's voice - and to
hear her say what she said: "Y... yes master this pig understands
master". Her voice was broken and sobbing - it was obvious that it was
all true - she was being blackmailed and was doing that against her
will. Again Bob felt the need to act, to protect his sweetheart, and
again he remained perfectly still... cursing himself for being a
coward, and for being a dirty pervert who would attend to such a
show...

"Let's make sure she does, Rick" the man on the microphone said. The
black guy nodded, and raised the hem of her dress, revealing her
rounded buttocks. He parted her legs, and rubbed her pussy through the
white thong she was wearing. Bob felt his stomach twisting. Then the
black man placed his big hands on her lovely thighs, parted them
wider, and inflicted two heavy strokes of the crop right on her
crotch, causing her to cry out in pain.

The audience cheered and applauded. Someone made comments on how hot
she was. She really was. Despite all embarassment, fear, and anger,
Bob couldn't take his eyes from her - that wonderful body exposed in
such a teasing outfit - and treated like *this*.... god....

"Good," the man said. "So, I have some questions for you to help you
introduce yourself."

As soon as the man had said this, the black guy stepped behind the
girl and lowered her thong slowly. He unbuckled his pants. Bob felt
his stomach cringe, and again he felt on the edge - ready to
explode... - and once again he remained still, quiet.

"When are you going to get married, Betty pig," said the man.

"This pig will get married... in june master" she muttered. She was
sobbing. Bob could tell that her eyes were wet with tears - you have
to stop it, you have to stop this, he said to himself.

"Do you love your future hubby, Betty?" asked the man.

"Yes master, this pig loves her future hubby... sir... master" was her
reply. The black guy extended his hand and began to feel her naked
pussy from behind. Bob clenched his fists. The black man inserted his
long middle finger in her hole, slowly.

"And what do you like better, Betty, hubby's small prick in your cunt
or a big healthy black cock up your pig's ass?"

"This... pig likes... a big black cock up her ass... better... master"
was her degrading reply.

The black guy behind her grinned, and bent down to spit into her
crack. Then, he slowly inserted his middle finger in her anus, causing
a moan to escape from her lips, as he teased her slowly, to help her
relax. The audience was in a frenzy and Bob thought he was about to go
insane. He couldn't move, yet he knew he couldn't just stay there
still. It was unlikely that she could see him, in the dark, with the
lights pointing to the stage. Yet he could not let this go on...
but... what could he do...?

He was about to stand to walk away when the waitress appeared before
him. She smiled at him and knelt before him. She was a sexy blond
bimbo. "I have finished serving ******, sir," she said, "may I...?"
Her hand reached to his zipper. He hesitated, but his cock seemed to
be on the edge of exploding. "Y... yes" he said.

The blonde took his cock out and giggled. "You're not too big, sir,
are you?" she said in a teasing voice. Bob was confused... yet his
lips framed the word: "no..." She smiled. "So... perhaps you want me
to suck on this little cock of yours?" "Y... yes" he replied. He felt
her lips enclose his prick softly. In a state of dream, he heard the
man on the microphone: "Betty, if you want Rick to please your fat
ass, you should be a good girl and please his first. I'm sure Rick
would enjoy your sweet tongue up his ass."

"Y... yes master" Roberta mattered, as Rick turned his back to her,
with a grin. Roberta buried her face between his muscular ass cheeks,
and began to lick him slowly. Rick laughed and moaned. "Stick that
tongue deeper, whore," he said. Roberta obeyed. Even with no
microphone to help, the slurping could be heard clearly. She had been
probably been trained to make nice slurping sounds when licking - and
Bob's cock was growing iron-hard in the waitress' mouth.

"It must taste like ****, but this bride likes ****. What do you like
about ****, Betty? Tell us."

Roberta was trembling. "This pig... loves to lick, taste and eat ****,
master. She also loves to have **** smeared on her body and pushed
into her cunt and ass."

Bob couldn't believe his ears. It was obvious that, whatever happened
to Roberta, it had been going on for quite a long time. He wondered
how did they manage to teach her to behave and speak like this. And
what else was she had been trained to do. And his cock pushed in the
throat of the sexy waitress servicing him.

"Good," said the man. "Now you'd better cover Rick's snake with your
spit, to make things easier for your fat whore ass."

Rick turned again to face her. Her red-lipsticked lips wrapped
themselves around the man's huge manhood. Making kinky slurping
sounds, she began to lick and suck on the black dong. Seeing her
service a massive black cock was the most erotic thing Bob had ever
seen, or so he felt, in his state of shocked confusion. Rick's cock
looked enormous, and when Rick began to slide it in her beautiful
face, Bob could see an obscene bulge in her throat.

Finally, Rick withdrew his penis, shiny with her saliva, and cropped
her asscheeks, one loud stroke on each. "Give me your ass now, bride."

Roberta turned and arched her back to offer her rounded, sedutive
white ass. Her hands - so sexy in those high lace gloves - reached to
part her ass cheeks for him. Rick grinned and pushed his huge tool
into her ass. Bob couldn't believe she could take that monster cock at
all. It wasn't an easy fit, but the black guy managed to push all of
its head into her in one single shove. Then he began pumping with his
hips, gaining inch by inch with each shove. The mesmerized
husband-to-be kept watching intently as he saw his future wife's
asshole take that snake, while Rick laughed, called her names, and
slapped and cropped her exposed ass. Rick also began to pull on her
leash to ***** her onto his cock.

"Does that feel good, whore," said the man on the microphone.

"Yes... master... this pig... loves it master."

"Is that dirty enough for a fuckpig like you, or do you deserve more?"

"This pig... deserves more... master", she said, finally bursting into
tears, either for the pain - it just *had* to be painful, given Rick's
size - or the degradation. Bob felt the waitress slow down, as if she
knew that something more erotic was coming, and didn't want to let him
cum too soon. Bob kept his eyes fixed on the stage. And he went pale
as he saw what came next.

A tall woman, dressed in a black latex uniform, was entering the
stage. She was leading a big black dog on a leash. "Good evening,
Martha", said the man on the microphone. Martha grinned and made
courtesies to the audience and the invisible host. Bob looked at
Roberta and saw the terror in her eyes. "N.... no please master...."
she managed to sob. "I hope you remember that no hesitation will be
allowed, pig" the man said. "Y... y... yes master this pig
remembers.... mas..ter" she cried meekly.

"Dear guests," the man said, "it's no secret that Betty has taken
black cock up her ass before. But you might be pleased to know, this
is gonna be her first date with a dog."

The audience cheered aloud. Bob noticed that a lot of sex was going on
in the room. Several women were on their knees sucking, or jerking the
men. Of course. The waitress at his feet rubbed his cock, teasingly,
with a wicked smile on her pretty face. "Do you like what you see...
Sir? The poor shy bride and that well hung muscular big dog?" Bob
closed in eyes in pleasure as her hand ran gently over his swollen
prick. "Do you want me to suck you again while you watch her please
the dog against her will?"

The waitress was rubbing her pussy, too. Bob could not resist. "Y...
yes I want it" he murmured, in a whisper. "What... will she do?"

"Uhm, I dunno, sir," the waitress replied with a mock girlish voice.
"I guess she's gonna take the dog's cock in her mouth, cunt and-or
ass, sir, and that she's going to receive his cum too. Dog cum usually
looks sexy on whores' faces sir, so if you want to bet, my bet is on a
good dog cum facial". The girl giggled, and licked the tip of Bob's
cock.

Martha was holding a crop, and she was, too, very sexy in the short
latex dress. She too wore stockings and heels. Rick was still pumping
Roberta's ass, but slowed down. "So, Betty, I guess you have never
touched a dog before," said the man. "N... no master" she sobbed. "No
master what?" the man teased her. "No... master this pig never touched
a dog."

"Take his cock in your hand, then, and rub it slowly."

Roberta extended her hand, sobbing loudly. She closed her gloved
fingers around it, and began to jerk the dog slowly and gently. She
looked desperate, and yet so sexy... doing such a nasty thing with a
black cock still pistoning her ass.

"Tell King how much you love him and how badly you need his cock and
cum. Tell him he has a wonderful cock. Tell him you love his powerful
cock more than you like your hubby's small prick."

"Please...." she sobbed, but knew better than disobey. Bob felt the
waitress resume her blowjob while Roberta was whispering to the dog:
"i... love you so much... King... i need your cock in my cunt... your
cum... i love your wonderful, big cock... you're so bigger than my
husband..."

"Now lick it and say you want to marry him, and you want him to fill
your pig cunt with hot sperm every day of your life."

Roberta was completely lost in degradation. "i... want to marry you...
King" she whispered, as she fought her repulsion and began to lick
him. Her voice was trembling. "i... want your cum to fill my pig
cunt... every day of my... life..."

The dog was obviously trained - Martha probably being his trainer. He
was also obviously enjoying what he was getting.

"That's good, pig," the man said. "Now you have find the boy you want
to marry, and you know what whores do to please their boyfriends. What
is that you do on your first date, Betty?"

"This pig... sucks her boyfriends on her first date..." she sobbed.
"But please...."

"Oh yes, sure. To begin with. Go ahead, then." The man's voice was
steel cold.

Rick helped Roberta a bit further, without withdrawing from her ass.
She held the dog's cock and reluctantly took it in her mouth. Bob felt
his cock throb... seeing her sexy, red painted lips taking that black,
monstruous thing. Martha checked that Roberta was doing everything
right... and waited until King begin to pump in her mouth, which he
did very soon. He began to fuck her mouth fast. Roberta kept her eyes
closed, moaning and crying, as Rick pushed faster and deeper in her
ass.

Then, Martha squatted down beside the bride, lowered the top of
Roberta's dress, and undid the strings of her corset, pulling her
young, full, white tits out. The audience cheered when they saw
Roberta's wonderful tits hanging down. The tall woman giggled and
began to pull on her nipples hard, as if she wanted to pull them to
the floor. "God," she said, "this cow's nipples are so erect, I can
tell you she loves the taste of dog cock." Roberta moaned as her
nipples were crushed and hardly pulled, and the two cocks fucked her
ass and mouth. "I think she deserves a little punishment for getting
so aroused at sucking dogs" said Martha, fetching a pair of alligator
clips, which she showed to the audience. The clips seemed to have very
strong springs and very sharp teeth. OIne by one, Martha applied the
clips to her tender, swollen nipples, a loud moo-like moan escaping
from Roberta's busy mouth for the intense pain. More applause. Then
Martha fetches two large mousetraps. "More punishment for the cow's
tits?" Again, cheers, encouragement, applause. Martha grinned and
opened the mousetraps. She ****** them around her tits, and they
snapped close, biting her tits about at the middle.

Roberta let out a loud moan of pain. Rick was pumping very hard and
was obviously about to cum. Martha noticed that, looked at the man on
the microphone - whoever and wherever he was, Bob still had no idea -
and pushed the dog back. Roberta gagged and coughed as soon as King's
cock left her mouth. She was breathing hard.

"Rick needs to cum. Where do pigs get their loads, Betty?" teased the
man on the microphone.

"Pigs... like me... get cum on their faces... " muttered Roberta.

"Correct. Rick, do the bride what she deserves.

Rick grinned and stepped before Roberta. He lowered the candid veil
until it covered her face. Then, he pushed the head of his cock
against it, jerking himself fast. His huge load began to shoot through
the veil on her face. Several men in the audience were cumming too.
Bob noticed that a couple of girls were walking amidst the audience
holding large glass bowls in their hands. His eyes turned to his
fiancee... big droplets of Rick's cum were running down her cheeks to
the floor. More shots hit her nose, and hair. That black guy really
had a big load in store. Bob had never seen so much cum at once,
except in porn movies.

Roberta extended her tongue to receive some of the fresh sperm,
flowing through the veil, directly in her mouth.

Martha was now leading the dog behind Roberta. While Rick was shooting
the last drops, and then rubbing his cock through the veil on
Roberta's cum covered pretty face, Martha directed King to mount the
kneeling girl. Roberta realized the dog was climbing over her and
begged her "master" not to do this... invain, of course. The dog
positioned himself and was soon pumping, his big black prick sliding
fast and easy in her cunt. "Oh, this cow is so moist King is hardly
feeling her cunt at all," said Martha, who was supervising the action.

"Tell King you want his cum in your cunt... tell him you want to be
made pregnant by his wonderful cock," ordered the man. Nonsense as it
was, Roberta obeyed: "King... please... i want your cum in my cunt....
i want you to make me pregnant with your wonderful cock...." And
nonsense as it was, this made Bob's cock begin to throb.

The girls holding the bowls walked to Roberta. Bob realized that they
had been collecting sperm from the men in the audience. He confusely
wondered why no one had come to collect his. One of the girls seized
Roberta's hair and ****** her to turn her face to the ceiling. "Open
that cumdrinking mouth, cow" the girl said. Roberta, her sexy face a
mess of cum and tears, opened her lips. The girl began to pour the
contents of the bowl on her face. It was a huge, unbelievable, thick
blob of seed, dripping onto her face. The dog was still pumping her
cunt. "Swallow as much as you can, cow," the girl ordered. Roberta
tried her best to obey, despite the obvious repulsion. But it was too
much. Big rivlets fell along her cheeks and throat to her tits and to
the floor, in big sticky drops. The upper part of her dress was a mess
of yellow stains.

The view of his fiancee's face all covered in strangers' cum sent Bob
very close to climaxing. The waitress noticed that, and suddendly
stopped her sucking, withdrawing from his cock. "Pl... please let me
cum...." he pleaded. "You can't cum in my mouth, unfortunately," she
said, teasingly. "Perhaps you want to jerk yourself off." "Please...
please you do it..." The sensuous girl had a wicked grin, and wrapped
her fingers around his painfully hard cock.

The dog was now panting very hard; his furry ass began to shake
frantically behind Roberta's round buttocks. "King is coming," Martha
announced. Roberta closed her eyes, biting her lips, and couldn't help
but letting out a weak cry of horror when she felt the ****** fluid
warming the inside of her sex. Again the audience applauded, as the
big dog withdrew, a thin line of sperm dripping from the girl's ******
hole.

The waitress began pumping Bob's cock. He was too near to climax to
realize that she was pointing his cock upwards... as his prick began
to shoot, large warm drops fell on his undone trousers and his shirt.
It was the largest load he could remember to have ever had. And he was
in a mess. He slowed down, breathing hard, as the waitress took him in
her mouth again. The show wasn't over yet.

It was time for the second bowl. The girl who was holding it had
fetched a plastic funnel, which she showed to the audience, causing
more cheers and applause. Meanwhile, Martha had positioned herself
before Roberta's face. She seized her hair and ****** her to look up.
"You are a mess, cum pig," she said coldly. "I think I will pee on
your face to wash you up a little."

"Y... yes mistress thank you mistress..." was Roberta's reply.

Martha pulled her skirt up. She was wearing no underwear, and her
mound was completely shaven. Spreading her legs, she ****** Roberta's
face upwards. "Problem is, I don't have the stimulus right now. I
think some clit licking by a cum dog could be of some help."

"Y.. yes mistress..." the girl murmured again. She stuck her tongue
out, and began to lap the other woman's clit obediently. Martha nodded
to the girl with the bowl and funnel, who spread Roberta's ass cheeks,
and slapped her anus twice. Then, she inserted the funnel in her
tender puckered hole. "Here comes a good cum enema for my doggie",
Martha said. The girl grinned and began pouring the sticky fluid
through the funnel right into Roberta's anus. Cum soon began to drip
down her anus to her engorged, sore cunt. "Fingerfuck yourself, pig"
Martha ordered. Still licking on the mistress' clit, Roberta began to
pump two fingers inside her pussy. With each shove, her fingers
collected some of the dripping cum and pushed it into her cunt.

Bob was getting hard again, seeing his sweetheart raped to the extreme
limits of ***********. He was in a state of complete daze. He couldn't
control, nor understand, his emotions. He realized that his hardon was
back, and that for some reason beyond understanding he was happy to
see Roberta get what she was getting. It felt like a dream fulfilled,
although, God forbid, he had never dreamed that, nor anything even
close to that.
Once or twice he had imagined making her please some of his friends,
that was all. But in a sense, he couldn't conceal - not even to
himself - that in a strange way, he was loving every second of what
was going on.

"Good," said Martha, pushing her face back. "Stick that sexy tongue of
yours out, pig, I'm going to give you my precious piss."

"Yes mistress" Roberta replied, obeying. Martha put her right knee on
the girl's back, balancing herself to direct her stream onto her face,
and released the warm golden rain. Her pee began to pour on the
kneeling girl's face and into her open mouth. The other girl was now
slapping Roberta's ass cheeks hard and loud while the poor girl pumped
her cunt with her fingers. After splashing her face with her hot
urine, Martha seized Roberta's hair and ****** her to glue her mouth
to her crotch, pissing directly into her throat. The audience - as
well as Bob - could see Roberta swallowing fast as Martha moaned in
pleasure and the other girl smacked her ass furiously. Some of the
mistress' urine was dripping from Roberta's full mouth down her neck
to her trapped, clipped big tits.

When Martha was finished, she turned her back to Roberta. "I'd like to
have you pig lick my asshole, now," she ordered. Roberta obeyed, while
the waitress withdrew from Bob's cock and began pumping his penis in
her small pretty hand again. "Do you want me to let you cum?" she
asked. "Y... yes please" murmured Bob, his eyes fixed on Roberta. "I'd
love to have your cum on my face," the waitress teased, "but first I'd
like to hear you say that the poor girl there is a filthy dogfucking
cow. Please... tell me..." she purred. Bob didn't understand... and he
knew he shouldn't do that... but he was no longer in control. "She
is..." "You know her name, sir, use it," the waitress teased him
again.

Suddendly, Bob realized that they knew who he was. Not even for a
moment he thought he was to use the name "Betty". All he wanted now
was to cum again. "Roberta... Roberta is a filthy dogfucking cow...."
he moaned.

The waitress smiled and pumped on his cock hard and fast, lapping at
its head seductively. A few strokes were enough for him to start
shooting. Again, the waitress directed his cock so that it would shoot
on his clothes.

It took a while for Bob to come back to reality from the huge climax.
When he opened his eyes, the waitress had let go of his cock, and a
short man was standing beside her with a grin. As soon as the man
spoke, Bob recognise that was the man who had been talking to the
microphone. "Hello, mr. Riggs," the man said.

"I am Peter Depoulos, Roberta's boss. I think we should have a talk. I
have scheduled a meeting with you tomorrow at 3 p.m. in my office. I
think you know where our offices are."

The man looked at Bob's now limp, small cock and grinned again,
turning away and leaving Bob there.

Bob quickly redid his trousers, murmured something to the waitress,
and hurried towards the main door. While he was leaving, he heard
Depoulos' voice, on the microphone: "now, dear guests, Roberta is
going to take a good bath before servicing you all."

Pervert Agreement

"Ah, Mr. Riggs, welcome. Mr. Depoulos is waiting for you."

Depoulos' personal secretary announced Bob on the intercom and stood,
showing the way. She opened the heavy door that led to her boss'
office. Bob thanked the secretary and stepped in. He had never felt
that nervous in his whole life.

Seeing Roberta standing by Depoulos' desk made him even more nervous.
She looked gorgeous - a complete babe. She was wearing a tight black
buttoned cashmere top, emphasizing the generous curves of her breast.
Her shapely bottom and hips were wrapped in a grey above-the-knee
skirt. Light grey stockings, shiny black high heels, and a perfect
make up completed the picture. Bob's heart sank as he realized she was
definitely the girl of his dreams. They looked at each other in
silence. They hadn't had a chance to speak since last night.

"Welcome Bob," said Mr. Depoulos. "Sit down and make yourself
comfortable."

Bob nodded and sat down in the chair before Depoulos' desk. Only then
he recognized that Liza - the waitress of the night before - was there
too. She was dressed in a tight black dress, stockings and heels, and
as soon as he sat down, she moved to his side and just stood there.

"I was looking forward to meet you" said Depoulos, standing. He
stepped closer to Roberta, standing behind her. "You are a very lucky
guy, Bob, you're going to marry a most beautiful girl."

His hand traveled across Roberta's belly to her breasts. Bob swallowed
hard as he saw Depoulos' hand hold her left tit. "I think she gained
some weight, and that makes her big tits look even sexier, did you
notice?" He squeezed Roberta's tits slowly. The way her nipples tensed
the fabric of the top revealed that she wasn't wearing a bra.

Bob meakly shook his head no. Roberta blushed as she realized that her
boyfriend wasn't going to put ut any resistance - he wasn't going to
save her. In fact, Bob too was blushing and a bulge had already
appeared in his pants. "Can't wait to see her become a pretty pregnant
wife with milk-oozing udders," Depoulos went on, suddendly seizing her
left nipple through the fabric of her top and pulling on it hard,
causing a moan of pain and a squirm on Roberta's part "she will have
to be milked like this...."

Depoulos reached with the other hand around her upper body to her
other breasts, and began pulling on her nipples alternately, like he
was milking a cow. He pulled very hard - almost as if he was trying to
tear her nipples from her body. Roberta bit her lower lip and moaned
in pain, trying to remain still as she was ******** by her boss.

"S... stop that" muttered Bob, but he couldn't manage to sound very
compelling. Depoulos just grinned. He fetched a black latex glove and
wore it on his right hand. Then, he ****** his hand under her skirt
before Bob's eyes. "Look," he said. Bob swallowed hard again. From
Roberta's renewed squirming and moaning, there was little doubt as to
what her boss' hand was doing.

Depoulos withdrew his hand and showed two fingers to Bob - the black
latex was shiny in Roberta's juice. "That's what she thinks about
being treated as a cow, Bob".

Bob hesitated. "I... know" he muttered. Something had clicked inside
him. He didn't really believe that Roberta wanted to be done what was
being doing to her. But pretending to believe it, for some reason, was
a very attractive way to go. This cleared all of his sense of guilt.

Liza took something from her purse and handed it to Depoulos,
returning immediately to her place. The object was a black plastic
cock of an obscene size. Depoulos ****** his juice-covered fingers in
her mouth, holding the toy in the other hand. "This cunt really loves
to be ****d," he said, rubbing the plastic dong on her breasts through
her top. He then began unbuttoning her top, still pushing his fingers
deep inside her mouth. Bob was mesmerized, it was so erotic, her sweet
lips around those black latex fingers filling her mouth obscenely. She
was lovingly sucking on those fingers as he undressed her. When the
first buttons were undone, Bob realized that Roberta's naked tits were
bound tightly by several loops of a thin rope. Depoulos pulled the her
unbuttoned top to the sides to reveal her bound beautiful breasts, and
placed the plastic dong between them. His eyes were fixed on Bob's as
he began fucking her cleavage with the toy.

"Such a perfect whore cow" said Depoulos, teasing Bob. Then, he slided
the dong across Roberta's belly to the hem of her skirt, and began to
pull it up slowly. Bob realized that somehow, Liza was there for him,
yet she would do nothing unless requested. He looked at her, needing
relief from the desperate hardness of his manhood. Liza smiled a
wicked smile to him and knelt beside him meakly, without saying a
word, placing her small hand on Bob's knee.

Roberta's skirt was now to her waist, and Bob could see her beautiful
hips, sexy stockinged thighs, and her shaved mound, which was arranged
in a sexy, obscene way. Roberta's puffy cunt lips had been painted
with a brilliant red lipstick. Two small chains with alligator clips
at the ends connected the hem of her stockings to her labia, to *****
them apart. The chains were short enough to pull on her cunt lips
stretching them a bit even when her legs were not widely parted.

"Do you like the way your bride's pig cunt has been adorned, Bob?"
asked Depoulos teasingly, pushing his middle finger in her hole.

"Oh... yes" Bob replied.

Depoulos grinned and slapped Roberta's inner thighs. "Open your cum
hole, pig," he ordered. She spreaded her legs obediently in response,
the clips stretching her labia as she did. Depoulos placed the head of
the fake cock against her lipsticked entrance, and pushed in slowly.
Bob saw the tip of the plastic cock disappear in her cunt, as her
painted labia adjusted around its huge size. Then, the boss began to
fuck her hole roughly and deeply with the huge black thing. Bob was
blushing and slightly trembling as he reached for Liza's hand and
nervously pulled it closer to his crotch. Liza simply smiled and let
him do it. Her hand began to rub his erect manhood through the fabric
of his pants.

Depoulos continued fucking Roberta's cunt with the dildo and her mouth
with his gloved hand for a while. Then, he switched to placing the
dildo in her mouth - "Yes, your bride is a cow and she loves to be
****d and degraded" he was saying - and his fingers roughly up her
cunt - "or at least, I love to **** her... in every hole..."

Depoulos was now fucking both holes, at different rhythms. While the
dildo went in and out from her stretched mouth slowly and deeply, his
fingers moved at a fast pace, pushing deep, as his palm pushed against
her clit.

"I'm sure you love to see this sexy bitch raped too, Bob. She is too
beautiful," the man teased Bob. Bob didn't reply this time. Liza began
to rub his cock harder.

Depoulos stopped using her mouth and cunt and pushed her to the corner
of his desk. Then he ****** her to bend over, her upper body resting
on the desktop. She was placed at the right angle to let Bob see her
face but her ass too. Depoulos parted her asscheeks and began slapping
the big dong onto her crack. "Would you like to see your bride take it
up her ASS now Bob. This huge thing just filled her cunt, think how
good will it look pushed into her tight anus. Would you like it?"

Bob didn't reply. The big plastic dong made slapping sounds as it hit
Roberta in her crack across her tender anus.

"It's simply too big, Bob," Depoulos continued. "This will tear the
bitches ass apart. You should stop me from doing that. But, I know,
it's too erotic to see a cow being raped in her ass like I will be
doing now, isn't it?"

Bob nodded.

"I can order your bride to look at you while she takes it up her ass.
I might even order her to smile to you, or perhaps you prefer to see
the pain and degradation in her beautiful face. Is this what you want,
Bob?"

"Y... yes" Bob muttered. He looked at Liza, and added: "pl... please
suck me..."

Liza smiled again, again without a word. Depoulos slapped Roberta's
ass. "You heard your hubby, cow, he wants you to look into his eyes as
I tear your ass apart. Look at him."

He placed the big dildo against her tender puckered hole. Roberta's
sweet, tear-filled eyes locked on her future husband's.

"If you want Liza to suck you," Depoulos continued, to Bob, "you have
to say that your bride is a kennel slut. You have to tell *her*."

"Y... yes please" murmured Bob. He looked into Roberta's eyes, and for
a moment he was unable to speak. Then Depoulos began to push the
obscene plastic cock inside her. Bob looked straight into Roberta's
eyes as they were filled by tears and she bit her lips.... "You... are
kennel slut" Bob murmured. He looked at Depoulos. "Please... please
let Liza suck me..."

"Ok, Bob, my waitress will suck you while I ******* Roberta's asshole.
I'll actually add a little bonus to your amusement."

Depoulos stuck half of the toy inside her anus and left it there.
Then, he fetched a pair of handcuffs and locked her wrists behind her
back. Next, he reached for his desktop lamp. It was a heavy lamp
secured to the desktop by a large vice at its base. The base happened
to be close to Roberta's breasts. Depoulos unscrewed the vice a bit,
then seized the girl's tits and ******** ****** as much of them as he
could in the vice. Roberta moaned and pleaded

"no... no..." but did not dare look away from Bob, who was being
unzipped by Liza. Depoulos grinned and screwed the vice tight again,
crushing some of Roberta's tit flesh, close to the base of the nipple,
in the device.

"Cows must be treated like *******, don't they?" Depoulos asked to
Bob, with a grin. Bob nodded and muttered a weak "yes..." as Liza took
his cock in her mouth and began to suck on it. Roberta felt her boss
seize and pull her hair to ***** her to arch her back so that her tits
were stretched, and cried out in agony - then the boss began to push
on the toy roughly, ******* it inch by inch in her asshole.

"Tell Roberta she is a whore cow and deserves to be used like an
******," Depoulos ordered to Bob. The young man held Liza's head in
his hands, lost in the intense pleasure - "you are a whore... a cow...
you deserve to be treated like an ******" he said.

Depoulos grinned and began to fuck her asshole while pulling on her
hair. The bound girl was squirming, moaning, crying, fucking back on
the dildo, looking at Bob - only dimly aware through the intense pain
and dispair. Her boss finally shoved most of the dildo inside her ass
and left it there again, slapping her naked exposed cunt hard.

When Bob was close to cumming, Liza suddendly withdrew from his cock,
and held it in her hand, jerking him, his cock pointing at her pretty
face. Depoulos noticed that change and decided that the show was over.
"Cum now, pig" he ordered, slapping her cunt harder.

Roberta knew she had to obey. No matter how intense the pain and
***********, she had to cum. She focused on the sensations of her
pussy and asshole and began to swing her hips to the slapping - till
she convulsed in a big climax. Bob closed his eyes seeing her
climaxing, and moaned aloud as he began spurting on Liza's face -
another huge load of cum. Liza didn't stop to jerk him, giving his
cock longer and longer strokes - holding it tighter and tighter - with
each spurt.

When Bob opened his eyes again, Depoulos was releasing Roberta's tits
from the lamp vice. The huge toy was still buried into her asshole. He
****** her to stand. Liza stood too, approaching Roberta, with Bob's
cum all over her face. "Lick her clean," Depoulos ordered to Roberta.
The girl, her beautiful face still wet with her tears, bent forward
and began to lick her fiancee's cum from Liza's cheeks, lips, and
chin. Bob instinctively zipped his pants.

"Good job, pig," commented Depoulos when Liza's face was clean. Liza
returned to her place, standing beside Bob, as Depoulos sat down on a
chair in front of Bob. "Now, let's talk about business" he said.
"Roberta, pig, kneel beside me, you will clean my feet while I have a
talk with Bobby."

He removed his right shoe - he wore mocassins and no socks. Roberta,
her hands still handcuffed behind her back, bent down and began to
suck on his toes. As she had obviously been trained to do, she sucked
on each toe lovingly, and then began licking the space between them.

Depoulos grinned to Bob, "I never need to wash my feet since this cow
is in control. She cleans them perfectly. She is also a very nice
alternative to toilet paper. Do you like the idea of this whore cow
eating large chunks of **** directly from my ass, Bob?"

"Y... yes" was Bob's reply. He was trembling now - he understood that
Depoulos' intention were about to be revealed, and did not know what
to expect exactly. All he knew was that he had just experienced the
most erotic moment of his whole life. Guilty, but desperately,
completely pleased by what had just happened and by the way this
strong-willed older man was treating his wife-to-be.

Depoulos breathed in deep, and then said, "as you understand, this cow
is mine, my property. You understand that nothing will change this
state of facts; you don't have a choice about it. Right?"

The man looked straight into Bob's eyes.

"Yes..." he said.

"Good. Now, that's where you do have a choice. You may simply walk out
on this fat assed girl sucking on my toes now, and leave her to her
fate. She will leave the life of a sextoy cow and you'll never know
about her."

Depoulos slapped the girl's exposed ass, which was right beside Bob.

"Or maybe - second choice - you love this fat spankable cunt too much
and want to be beside her for the rest of your life. Get married
despite everything. Live with her. But since she is a slave, she could
only marry someone of my choice. Someone who will not create problems
or try to fight me. And that is, a slave hubby."

Bob went pale. "Wh... what?"

"You will see Roberta again only if you accept my authority and
control. Only if you are willing to take orders from me exactly as the
cow does. If you accept this menage, I will allow you to marry the
bitch and to use her from time to time. Do you understand?"

Bob hesitated. "Y... yes" he murmured, nodding.

"Of course, I won't be giving out my property - not now at least, and
not for free. You Bobby will be allowed to be her fiancee, but *I* and
I alone will be in control of her cunt, her tits, her ass, her mouth -
her body. I might let you use her - as you are doing now - but it will
always be solely up to me. Do you understand Bobby?"

"Yes..." he replied again.

"You will hold no right whatsoever on your fiancee and wife. I could
be sending three black men to fuck her holes in your bed on your
wedding night, if I choose to do so, or three big dofs for that
matter. I could order her to never fuck or suck or even kiss you. I
could even order *you* to suck a big black man before her eyes. And
you you will be granted use of the bitch only if you are a good boy
and deserve it. Do you understand this too?"

"Yes..."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Roberta will never be a normal wife. She will be a whore slave wife,
and a whore mummy when she gets shot. She will suck her sons' cocks
and eat her ********* cunt, if I feel like it. Would you like to see
Roberta with a baby cock in her mouth?"

Bob hesitated again. He realized there was *no* limit at all to what
Depoulos' perverted mind would devise for them. Yet each word from
that stronger man managed to make his cock harder. "Yes... I would
like to see that," he replied.

Depoulos grinned. "Oh, I see." He bent over and pushed two fingers in
Roberta's clipped cunt. "And you whore, do you want to suck your sons
like a good whore? Does it make your cunt wet?"

Roberta timidly replied, "yes... master... thinking of sucking her own
sons makes this pig's cunt wet master."

Depoulos nodded, withdrew his hand from her slippery cunt, faced Bob
again.

"Now, make your choice, Bobby. Just remember, if you choose *not* to
be a good slave hubby, you will never even kiss her again. In fact,
you will not see her again at all. She will be moving to my house
today to live as a full time slave there."

"And... and if I accept... where will she live?"

"It will of course be my choice, but I think you might live in a house
of your own. Of course, I will have the keys, free access, and will
control you both completely all the same."

"I see" Bob murmured.

Good. Depoulos slapped Roberta's ass again, louder than before. "And
your choice is?"

Bob hesitated. If he didn't agree, he would be back to his life - a
normal life. He knew he would be masturbating for years thinking of
what happened today. If he did agree, on the other hand, he would have
more of this - more and more of this, more than he could even imagine
now. Shameful as it was, there was little doubt as to what his heart
wanted.

"I.... agree" he murmured.

"Sure?"

"Yes."

"Say, yes master."

"Yes... yes master."

Depoulos grinned. "Lick her cunt now, feel how wet this cow has got
hearing us."

Bob hesitatingly slided off his chair, squatted behind her, bent
forward and licked her sloppy cunt as requested, tasting her wetness,
something he had never did before. "Is the cow wet?" asked Depoulos.
"Yes," Bob replied. "Yes what?" "Yes... master". Depoulos nodded.


"Lick the ring of her anus." Bob obeyed, circling his tongue around
the base of the black plastic cock buried inside her. "This fuckpig
loves to have her anus licked. Now sit down again, Bobby."

Bob murmured "yes master" and sat back on his chair. He realized that
every time he said "master" he felt something in his cock. He looked
at Depoulos, who was now withdrawing his foot from Roberta's mouth and
putting his shoe back on.

"Now, Bobby, the economic part of it."

Bob nodded, listening to his new master.

"To seal our agreement, as soon as possible, all of your money will be
transferred to an account of my choice. Roberta already complied with
this. Further, all of your future incomes will be transferred directly
to that same account. You will only use what money I decide to give
you, and you will spend it as I instruct you to spend it. Do you
understand?"

Bob heart was beating fast now. It seems all so absurd. Yet he heard
himself mutter, "yes, master."

"I know you are paying for your new house. Never worry about it, I
will deal with the mortgage. In fact, I want you to lead a comfortable
life, but whatever you get, you will get from me and me alone."

"Yes... master."

"Very good." Depoulos pulled Roberta's hair to ***** her to kneel
straight. He caressed her beautiful lips. "Now, Bob, I want you to do
something to prove that you are serious about this. It's going to be
something very easy, to begin with. Ok?"

"Yes master."

The boss nodded. "Good. I want to use your bride mouth, Bobby, I want
to put my cock into it and fuck it until I fill it with my cum." He
paused, watching Bob intently, letting his words sink. "And I want you
Bobby to put my cock into your bride mouth. Will you be a good slave
and put your master's cock into your girl's mouth so that I can dump
my cum into it?"

Bob was blushing a brilliant red now, but he nodded meekly. "Yes
master, I will" he said.

"Kneel here."

Bob again left his chair, this time to kneel for the first time before
his master. Depoulos slapped Roberta's ass and she crawled aside,
facing him on her knees. "Go ahead, Bobby," said Depoulos, "unzip me
and pull it out."

Bob extended his trembling hands and undid and unzipped Depoulos'
pants. Depoulos was wearing black boxers; Bob timidly undid their
buttons, feeling his hardness against his fingers. Of course, it was
the first time he ever unzipped another man and felt another man's
cock. He reached for Depoulos' hard shaft and pulled it out, realizing
how bigger Depoulos was. "What am I going to do to your cow bride,
Bobby? Tell me."

"You... are going to have her suck you, master."

"Yes, I am going to fuck her mouth. Is my cock bigger than yours,
Bobby?"

"Y... yes master, much bigger, master."

"And do cows need big cocks?"

"Yes master, they do need big cocks."

"Good. So you can feed her with my cock," said Depoulos, but suddendly
changed idea. "No wait. First give it a lick, Bobby. You are a slave
to my cock as much as your bride is. Give it a long slow lick."

Bobby hesitated. He wasn't gay, not even bi, or at least, he never
thought he was. But he knew that wasn't the point now: what was being
tested wasn't his sexual taste, but his **********. He bent forward.

"Look into Roberta's eyes as you do it, Bobby."

Bob muttered "yes master" once again, and looked at Roberta, as he
sticked his tongue out and slowly licked his master's cock. Depoulos
laughed. Bob's tongue ran slowly from Depoulos' balls to his cock
head, as Bob blushed. "Oh, you are a sexy cocklicking girl, Bobby,
aren't you. Tell Roberta what her groom is".

"Y... your groom is a sexy... cocklicking girl" Bob murmured.

Depoulos laughed again. "Go ahead, now, give it to the cow."

Bob nodded and directed Depoulos' huge cock to Roberta's mouth. She
parted her lips - the lips he had kissed in so many romantic moments -
and took that big shaft, letting it slide slow and deep.

"Roberta, please me - but the head only."

Roberta began bobbing her head very slightly - her lips massaging the
head of her master's cock back and forth.

"You know, Bob, I won't cum like this. I need you to jerk my cock
until I shoot my sperm in your wife's mouth."

Bob blushed as some tears appeared in his eyes. He began to pump
Depoulos' cock slowly. He realized he was teasing a stranger to make
him cum in his future wife mouth - in the mouth of his once innocent
sweetheart. That was so degrading. But his own cock was getting hard
on this, adding to his degradation.

Bob didn't speak, still pumping on the other man's cock.

"Hmmm.... Now hold your wife head and masturbate my cock with her
mouth. Be sure to make her take it deep."

Bob seized Roberta's hair and began pushing and pulling on her head.

"You will do the same to other men too, and it's going to be her cunt
or ass, too. You will milk cocks to spurt cum in her cunt. Do you like
the idea Bobby?"

"Yes... master..."

Depoulos was breathing harder and obviously getting closer to climax.
He withdrew, and Roberta opened her mouth to receive her master's cum.
"Pump me Bobby" the man commanded. Bob obeyed, jerking the pulsating
cock until it began to shoot in Roberta's waiting mouth.

"Do not swallow, pig," ordered Depoulos.

Several large shots filled Roberta's mouth. "Kiss her Bobby".

Bob hesitated. Depoulos noticed his feelings. "Kiss her passionately
or kiss her goodbye. Give this cow a deep tongue kiss" he said.

Bob closed his eyes and obeyed. Roberta stuck her cum covered tongue
for a french kiss, and Bob accepted it. The taste of cum was foul -
yet he endured it.
The idea of tasting another man's sperm should have disgusted him -
and it did, but also aroused him somehow. He felt on the lowest level
of surrender to degradation.

"Very good" said Depoulos, "now rub my cock on Roberta's face till
it's clean."

Bob again held Depoulos' cock, while Roberta bent forward to allow him
to comply with that order. Submissively, the young man rubbed this
stranger's shaft on his beautiful fiancee's face. When Depoulos
thought he was clean enough, he ordered Bob to redo his pants.

"You may leave now, Bobby. Go home and jerk yourself, I know you're
dying to be alone with that small prick of yours throbbing in your
hands. Leave us alone. Roberta has several more duties here, today."

"Y... yes master", said Bob, standing and turning towards the door. He
stepped out, leaving his fiancee with the man who was the sole owner
of her body. Heading for home, and for his first afternoon as a hubby
slave.

A la découverte des hommes



Je suis marié, la quarantaine, plutôt bel homme charmant et un peu timide. Un soir, je roulais seul sur une route du Vercors, loin de toute habitation quand soudain une épaisse bouffée de vapeur s'échappa du moteur... la panne! Je suspectais la pompe à eau ou une durite et je décidais de poursuivre ma route à faible allure. J'arrivais péniblement dans un bourg, où per***ne ne semblait vivre...une rue déserte, pas une âme. Je stoppais devant un hangar qui avait dû être un garage il y a bien des années.

Je sortis de ma voiture, et soudain un homme dans la soixantaine apparut sur le perron de la bâtisse et me demanda si j'avais besoin d'aide .Il était garagiste à la retraite.
Je lui expliquai la situation, et après un rapide examen du moteur il diagnostiqua un endommagement de la pompe qu'il sera nécessaire de la remplacer. Mais ce soir il est impossible de se procurer la pièce, compte tenu de l'heure tardive.

Il n'y avait aucun hôtel dans les environs et l'homme me proposa très gentiment de m' héberger jusqu'au lendemain, ce que j'acceptais avec joie.

Nous entrâmes dans sa demeure, il m'expliqua que sa femme l'avais quitté il y a des années et qu'il vivait seul. Enfin, presque seul car il louait une chambre à un ouvrier agricole dont la femme était restée au pays et à qui il envoyait une grande partie de ses maigres économies. Une femme du village venait faire le ménage et préparer les repas.

Ce soir nous aurons une bonne choucroute! Me dit il jovialement et de la bière...
Il me présenta l'ouvrier agricole, et nous nous mîmes tous les trois à table, moi à côté du garagiste, l'ouvrier en face de nous. Nous bûmes quelques bières qui échauffèrent les esprits, la choucroute étant servie, la bonne s'éclipsa et nous gratifia d'un grand bonsoir.

L'homme plaisantais, racontais des histoires grivoises qui faisaient rire l'ouvrier. Il faisait des comparai***s entre la taille des saucisses et celle de *** sexe ou de celui l'ouvrier.
Il s'était beaucoup approché de moi sur la banquette et me touchait souvent le genoux. Je ne réagissais pas car l'ambiance était chaude et je commençais à aimer ces attouchements furtifs. J'appréciais qu'un homme porte *** attention sur moi. J'étais quand même un peu gêné, les joues en feu, car l'ouvrier observait le manège et avait aperçu la main que l'homme maintenant frottait sur mes cuisses tout en les écartant. Je le laissais faire, subjugué par le plaisir et par la chaleur qui m'envahissaient.

Je baissais les yeux et je m'aperçus que l'homme avait sorti *** sexe bien raide de *** pantalon car je voyais une grosse bosse déformer la nappe et s'agiter. Je pensais que l'homme devait se caresser, se branler délicatement. L'ouvrier lui aussi s'en était aperçu. Il était tout rouge et souriait.

L'homme découvrit *** sexe l'espace d'un instant, un sexe assez long, veineux et large. Il était terminé par un gros gland bien lisse, violacé avec un méat bien ouvert. Il le cacha aussitôt sous la nappe et passa sa main derrière mes fesses que j'avais larges et bien rondes. J'ai adoré la caresses de cet homme qui m'avait montré *** désir. Il rentra sa main dans mon pantalon et insinua ses doigts dans ma raie que j'ai très profonde. Je laissais échapper un soupir de contentement.
"Tu aimes que je te caresse, tu aimes faire la salope, tu as vu ma bite?" me dit-il.

J'adorais ce qu'il me faisait, être livré à ses attouchements de vieux pervers en manque et l'ouvrier qui avait assisté à cette scène me fixais avec ses yeux noir en me souriant. Il avait lui aussi sorti sa bite et se masturbait en me regardant. De temps en temps il faisait dépasser *** gros gland pointu au dessus de la table.

Puis l'homme proposa de goûter à sa liqueur de prune, nous en bûmes plusieurs ce qui acheva de nous griser, de faire disparaitre nos tabous. Maintenant l'homme avait baissé mon pantalon et avait introduit ses doigts dans mon anus, qu'il dilatait pour mon plus grand plaisir. J'étais devenu sa chose.
"Suces-moi" me dit -t-il avec un ton autoritaire.."j'en meurt d'envie"

Il releva sa grosse bite, appuya sur ma nuque, poussa *** gland contre mes lèvres et pénétra dans ma bouche sans ménagement... je me sentais femelle , prise par un male... il pistonnait ma bouche bien profondément, et parfois quand il se retirait, je tétais *** gros gland lisse, le léchais comme une glace. Il soupirait de plaisir. Je malaxais ses grosses couilles velues, bien pleines.

"Tu suces très bien ma salope, il y a bien longtemps que je n'ai pas été sucé comme ça. Viens dans mon lit... enfile une nuisette et une culotte noire de ma femme, tiens enfile, fais toi belle...." Il était super excité, je me préparais et le rejoignis dans le lit.... Tout excité, l'ouvrier nous avait suivi. Il se coucha sur le bord du grand lit, sans avoir au préalable glissé sa bite raide dans ma bouche pour que je le tête aussi... il gémissait de plaisir.

J'étais couché le dos contre le ventre de l'homme. Il caressait mes belles fesses, les ouvraient avec ses doigts. Il pris de la crème au creux de ses doigts et m'enduisit copieusement ma raie et le fond de mon anus qu'il avait déjà bien dilaté. Il me saisit fermement les hanches, j'ai bien écarté mes fesses, puis j'ai senti *** gros gland appuyer sur ma rondelle ouverte, rentrer en glissant dans la crème...hummmm... quel délice. Le membre raide s'enfonça profondément et l'homme se mit à me pistonner fort, très fort. Je poussais des soupirs de jouissance ce qui l'encourageaient. Il me serrait les hanches, me défonçait à grands coups.

Je sentis sa bite se raidir encore, agitée de soubresauts et cracher des jets de sperme chaud qui me firent crier de bonheur. J'étais devenue femelle, sa femelle.
"Hummm, que c'était bon, tu es une bonne salope...tu en veux de la bite!! Viens, vas y régale toi dans *** cul"!! dit il à l'ouvrier.
L'homme sortit sa bite de mon cul, le sperme chaud s'écoulait abondamment, j'adorais cette odeur forte. Je léchais *** gland gluant et aspirais les reste de *** sperme.
Je tournais mon cul vers l'ouvrier, il me saisit brusquement par les hanches, je m'écartais bien les fesses et il me pénétra d'un coup en glissant bien dans le sperme de l'homme. Il me pistonna profondément, en donnant de grands coups qui m'arrachèrent des soupirs. L'homme me pinça les seins, les bouts et me fit crier. La longue bite de l'ouvrier frappa mon intestin. Sa bite se crispa, il me tint, me défonça. Je sentis sa bite frétiller et cracher des jets de sperme puissants, bien abondant et épais. Il resta quelques minutes planté dans mon cul, respirant fort dans mon dos, sur ma nuque. Il se retira et je pris un immense plaisir à nettoyer *** sexe gluant et odorant.

Ces deux males m'avaient complètement transformé, je rêvais de recommencer, de me faire prendre, de chercher d'autres males.

"Demain des copains viennent à la mai*** pour fêter un anniversaire, tu aimerais rester avec nous quelque temps...on s'occupera bien de toi tu sais...."