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If you have read any of my previous stories you know that I am a
bit wordy. I enjoy a lot of character development. It is more
interesting to me if there is an actual story. Well, this one is
more wordy than usual. It will probably be difficult to breeze
through and jack off to. But I think it is a petty good short
story and I enjoyed writing it. I hope somebody enjoys reading
it. 

This stories contains a little bit of just about everything. It
does not contain incest, water sports, scat, but there is a
little bit of just about everything else. 

      MY NEW HOUSE, AND THE PEOPLE THAT CAME WITH IT

I have a money making little hobby that has led to an enormously
erotic situation. I thought you might enjoy hearing about it. 

First about me. I am forty-five years old. I am a twice divorced
white male. I exercise and stay in shape. I have a dirty mind and
a strong sexual appetite.

I am a very well paid computer professional. I am lucky enough to
work out of my home and set my own schedule. The hobby I
mentioned at the beginning of this narrative is that I keep my
eyes open for undervalued real estate deals. I buy undervalued
houses or I pick up places at delinquent tax sales or, once in a
while, through a couple of contacts at banks I pick up a place
about to go into foreclosure. I don't do it often. I cherry pick.
Maybe once or twice a year. It can be a hassle, but if you know
your way around, it is a good way to pick up an extra fifteen or
twenty thousand without doing a lot of work.

I had recently gotten word about a nice house that I could pick
up for a great price out of foreclosure. I checked it out and it
was worth twice what I could get it for, easy. And unlike most of
the places I pick up, this one was in pretty good shape.

I went ahead and bought the place. This can be a torturous
process which can take months. But I have been through it several
times and I know people and I know people who know people so it
is getting easier.

I finally got the deed to the place, and the keys, after almost a
month. After having the utilities turned on, I drove over to
check the place out and see how much work I was going to have to
do to get it ready to sell. 

I walked around outside and everything was in pretty good
condition. I opened the door to the large storage building in the
backyard and was surprised at the amount of stuff that had been
left by the previous owners. A big collection of expensive tools
and lawn care equipment as well as some very expensive sports
gear, including two really high end kayaks. Just casually looking
around the inside of the building I estimated the value of the
contents to be more than $20,000!

I finished my tour of the grounds and finally entered the house.
I was surprised again at the large number of personal possessions
still in the house. There were pictures on the walls and
mementoes displayed here and there, the kinds of things that you
would have expected the owners to take with them.

I was starting to get a weird feeling about this as I walked
through the house. I was getting the feeling that someone has
been living here, even though the utilities have been turned
off!

I finished my tour of the first floor and was looking around
upstairs when I heard a sound coming from the door that led to
the room over the garage at the end of the hall. I quietly moved
down the carpeted hall and listened at the door for a minute. I
didn't hear anything so I carefully turned the knob and slowly
pushed the door open. I didn't see anything at first, except for
another cache of personal possessions in stacks of boxes
everywhere around the room. I was just about to back out of the
room when I heard another noise and I called out, "Who's there?"

There was no answer, but I was sure that I had an intruder. I
pulled out my cell phone and said loudly, "I'm dialing 911." 

I started dialing, but before I could push the last digit a man
and woman who had been crouched behind one of the stacks of boxes
jumped up, begging me not to call the police.

I stared in surprise. They didn't look like bums or criminals.
They were a young man and woman in their early twenties. They
were attractive and well dressed and the woman was crying and
begging me to hang up my phone. 

I didn't say anything for a few minutes. Then I asked, "Who are
you? What are you doing here?"

They both started talking at the same time and I couldn't
understand any of it. I yelled "Quiet!" and they both shut up. I
pointed to the woman and said, "You, go ahead, explain."

She was still crying quietly but she managed to explain that they
were Glenn and Kara Elliot. It was their house, or used to be.
They had both had high paying jobs at the nearby GLT Electronics
plant, until it went belly up. They had lived on their saving as
long as possible while looking for new jobs. Then, when their
savings started running out they had tried at the last moment to
sell their house but it was too late. Now they had no money and
no jobs and no place to go for help. They could not even afford
to put their belongings in storage. They had no family members
that they could contact for help. This town didn't even have a
homeless shelter. They had no place to go.

When she finally got to the end of her tale of woe I was
speechless for a moment and then I just said simply, "You can't
stay here. You have to get your things out of here. I bought this
house to resell. You have to move right away."

Now they were both crying. It made me very uncomfortable. I am
sorry but I cannot have any respect or sympathy for a crying man,
especially one who would let his family end up in this
predicament to start with. Finally I told them to stop blubbering
and suggested that we go downstairs. 

I looked around but there was nothing in the house to drink. Not
even coffee! I wondered when these two had last eaten a meal. In
the light of the kitchen I took a better look at them. They were
a cute couple. She was downright hot. I would guess her age to be
22, give or take a year, and she appeared to stand about five
feet even. She was very slender and quite curvy with what looked
to be a very firm little set of B cups on her chest. A personal
favorite. I understand that the average male is predisposed
towards huge breasts. I suppose my summers spent working on a
dairy farm as a teenager had something to do with my preference
for the more petite.

She had a cute face and even her posture was striking. He looked
to be perhaps a year or two older than his young wife, and looked
like a real yuppie wimp. He looked like he was very much in touch
with his feminine side, if you know what I mean.

They had more or less regained their composure. At least the
crying had stopped for the time being. 

I didn't know quite what to say. It was never my intention to
become responsible for two human beings. I suppose that, like
most people, I liked to think of myself as a decent human being,
but I had no intention of adopting a young married couple. 

They started pleading with me not to make them leave, not to
throw their belongings out in the street. They were sure that
they could turn their lives around any day now. They would pay me
back. On and on. I kind of shut out their voices as I pondered
what to do. As I pondered, my eyes tended to wander the lithe
young female form standing ten feet away and begging me to have
pity on them. 

Well, as I said in the second paragraph, I have a dirty mind and
a strong sexual appetite.
I spend a lot of long lonely evenings at home browsing through
dirty little stories on the internet. I enjoy it, but it is not
the same as having a life.

But things were starting to come together. A beautiful woman, a
wimpy husband, helpless, destitute. Hmmmm, maybe this could be
turned to my advantage.

I asked them when was the last time that they had eaten a good
meal and apparently they could not even remember. They had been
scrounging food from various sources just to subsist. I cut off
the detailed explanation. I didn't want to hear all of the gory
details.

I told them that I might be able to suggest a way that they could
get by until they were again able to find gainful employment, but
that they wouldn't like it. I then invited them to join me for
dinner.

They accepted, of course, and we got in my car and I drove to a
steakhouse nearby that I am fond of. It was early still and the
place had just opened for the day. It was nearly empty. We were
seated in a quiet booth and ordered drinks and looked over the
menu. 

At first, when my warped little mind had hit upon this scheme I
had thought that I might need to figure out how best to put this
to them so that they would accept my offer. I had thought it over
all the way here and now, as I was sitting here sipping my drink
and looking them over, I realized I didn't have to find a
delicate way to put this. In fact, it would be more fun to be
blunt. It would certainly avoid any possible misunderstandings.

"OK, here is the deal. I just bought your house. Admittedly for a
lot less than it is worth, but that is why I bought it. You guys
are in a hell of a fix, but that is not my problem. If I just let
you live in that house it will cost me thousands. I will be
responsible for taxes and upkeep and utilities for a house I
can't do anything with. Not to mention the interest on the
mortgage." I had paid cash but they didn't need to know that.

They were both staring down at their drinks, unable to look me in
the eye as I laid out my offer.

"The way I see things," I continued, "there is only one thing you
two could offer me to make me consider letting you continue to
live in my house. It isn't worth what it will cost me, but it is
the only thing you have."

I paused for a minute and took a drink. Just then the waiter
arrived and we ordered. As soon as the waiter had left the table
they looked up at me and waited for the bottom line. I honestly
don't think they had a clue!

"The only thing you have to offer me is yourselves," I finally
said in as simple and undramatic a voice as possible. Just
stating an obvious fact after all.

I could see that they still didn't get it. I was becoming more
amused as this dragged on. They truly were clueless. Both of
them. So nave. It was really adding to my enjoyment.

I didn't say anything for a few minutes. Just looked at them and
waited to see if it would sink in to either of them. Finally I
chuckled and said, "You two really are dense aren't you? No
wonder you are hiding in a repossessed house and eating scraps!"

I had been fairly polite up until that point and my insults came
as a bit of a surprise, but they just glanced at each other
briefly and then looked down again, unable to look me in the eye,
or deny what I had said.

"The only thing you two have to offer me is yourselves," I
repeated. "I believe I would enjoy having a couple of slaves."
That made them look up! 

"I will tell you what I will do for you, and what you will do for
me. I will permit you to live in my new house and keep your
belongings. I will provide you with an automobile. Presumably you
will need one to continue looking for work and to do my bidding
as well. I will provide you with a subsistence allowance. Enough
to buy food and gas and any other necessities. You won't be able
to live the life of Riley on it. In return, you, both of you,
will be my slaves. You will do anything and everything I ask of
you. I will take great pleasure in using and humiliating both of
you, both publicly and privately."

I gave them a moment to digest that. The look of absolute shock
on their faces was priceless.

I continued, "If and when you finally find adequate employment, I
will sell your house back to you, at fair market value. That
might not sound like a fair price to you, but I shall have lost a
great deal of money on you two, and received only amusement and
sexual satisfaction in return."

They sat stunned and I ordered us another round of drinks. The
food arrived and I guess they must have truly been starving. Even
though they had just received what was obviously the most
shocking proposal of their lives, they ate ravenously. It
occurred to me that a bottle of wine might make the only decision
that they could come to a little easier so I ordered a bottle of
my favorite. I was careful though. I wanted this decision to be a
sober one.

I ate here once or twice a month at least. The food was good and
the service was great. I had become friendly with the owner and I
decided I would go have a talk with him and give these two a
chance to talk.

I got up and said to them, "I am going to talk with the manager
for a few minutes. I want your answer when I return. If you say
yes you will be my slaves, effective immediately, until such time
as you are able to resume responsibility for your own lives. If
you say no I will drive you back to my new house and you will
have tonight to remove your belonging and vacate the premises."

I went back to the owner's little office in the back and we
talked for a while. We had gotten to be friends over the last few
years. We had played golf together, gone to a couple of baseball
games and although his schedule rarely allowed for it, he works
most evenings, we had played poker a few times. I had discovered
that he enjoyed porn as much as I did and we had been swapping
movies back and forth. It occurred to me that he would get a kick
out of  the deal I was working out in one of his booths. But I
decided I had better see how it went before I started trying to
spread the joy.

After ten minutes I went back to my booth. I watched them as I
approached. They were talking quietly but intensely as I walked
up and sat down. They stopped talking as soon as they saw me.
When I sat down I asked them if they had reached a decision.

Neither one spoke, so I said, "I am going to have to assume that
means my answer is no."

They looked at each other again, they looked like they had been
arguing. Then Kara looked at me and said in a quiet but steady
voice, "We'll do it," she said. I was beginning to think she had
more balls than her wimpy husband. "May I ask some questions?"
she asked.

I was amused at the way she seemed to have taken charge of their
situation. I was also curious about what she would think to ask.


"Sure," I said, amicably. "I'm a nice guy. Go ahead."

"Are you going to hurt me?" she asked bluntly.

I paused, thinking of some of the things I had always wanted to
try. Then I answered truthfully, "Some of the things that are
done to you will cause you some pain. But you will not be
harmed."

"Will you do anything to make it harder for us to get jobs and
get our lives back?"

"No sweetheart. While I am looking forward to fucking you, and I
will be completely honest, I look forward to causing you and your
wimpy husband a great deal of humiliation, it is in my financial
interest that you resume your rightful place in the work force
and get your financial affairs in order. Any other questions?"

She shook her head, but wimpy little Glenn just stared at his
drink and tried to pretend this wasn't happening. 

Kara was sitting between her husband and me, but several feet
from me. I patted the seat beside me and she slid over beside me.
She was dressed simply in a plain white blouse and a black, knee
length skirt. I ordered her to lift her ass off of the padded
seat and pull her skirt out from under her and sit back down. She
obeyed instantly. She was blushing brightly, but I was happy to
see that she wasn't a weepy little thing. Or maybe she was just
so mad at her husband that she wanted to piss him off.

When she had sat back down I reached down and pulled the hem of
her skirt up and tucked it into the waist in the front, exposing
the lower half of her plain white panties. She flinched, but
didn't resist. I glanced at her husband and I knew he had to see
what was happening but he never once looked up from the empty
glass in his hands. 

I enjoyed the view of Kara's panties for a minute and then I
started to explore her firm young breasts over her clothing. Her
bra seemed to be quite substantial. I was going to have to do
something about that. I unbuttoned the top buttons on her blouse,
down to below her breasts. She sat stoically as I gently spread
her blouse exposing her bra. It was erotic because of its
plainness. She was so demure, I couldn't wait despoil her!

I looked back up to her face and said, "I am making this up as I
go along. I will have rules for you. There will be rules for both
of you. The first rules, the most important rules, are that from
now on you don't wear a bra or panties unless I tell you to.
Also, no shorts or pants unless I order it. And no pantyhose
ever!"

She continued to blush brightly, but there was no sign of
resistance. I moved her hand down to my extremely uncomfortable
erection and she wrapped her fingers around it without any fight.
I am rather well endowed and the look on her face when she felt
my hard cock almost made me laugh out loud.

The waiter came to the table just then and asked if we wanted
anything else. I decided I was having too much fun to leave just
yet and ordered us all another drink. The waiter's eyes never
left Kara's exposed bra. It was obvious that she was
uncomfortable, but she made no move to cover herself.

I rested one hand lightly on this beautiful young woman's thigh
and except for a gasp as my little finger gently caressed the
moist crotch of her panties she didn't move. I asked her to
remove her bra without taking her blouse off. I had seen both of
my ex-wives do this on occasion and had been fascinated by it. It
is apparently a skill that young women develop at an early age.
She reached between the cups of her bra and released the hooks
and deftly, but as discretely as possible, removed her bra. She
handed it to me and I set it on the table beside me. 

Her blouse had partially closed while she removed her bra and I
moved to open it again. We were in a quiet little area where no
other customers could easily see into our booth so I wasn't
worried about creating a fuss. 

I didn't touch them yet. But what a view! Her breasts were more
beautiful than I even imagined. Her skin was stark white and her
nipples were like little pink erasers, standing up hard and
proud.

Without being asked she moved her hand back to my cock and held
it gently as the waiter delivered our drinks. Glenn looked like
he was going to cry. He gulped his drink down and sat staring at
his empty glass again. I decided he was getting off too easy.

I started telling him in detail how impressed I was with his
wife's breasts. I tried to get him to talk to me about them, but
he just muttered and grunted and avoided the conversation. I
could see I was going to have to straighten him out. I wondered
how long it had been since someone had spanked his bare ass. That
thought made me grin.

I finally signaled the waiter over. It wasn't difficult, he had
been hovering nearby since he noticed that Kara's breasts were on
display. I paid the check and we left. I allowed Kara to button
one button on her blouse and cover up her sexy chest and
straighten out her skirt. I grabbed her bra and held it loosely
in my hand as I led them out to my car.

I pointed to the back seat for Glenn and the front for Kara and I
walked around and got in and started the car. I wasn't sure what
I wanted to do next. I knew I wanted to spend a large part of the
evening molesting Kara in all kinds of new and exciting ways. I
had to decide whether to take them to my home, spend the night at
their house, well, my new house, or drop him off there and take
her home. 

I decided to take them to my place and play with them tonight and
then tomorrow I would get them some kind of transportation and
let them go home and put their house back together. And he could
quit hiding in the house and get the damned yard taken care of!

I drove to my house and led my new slaves in to my large living
room. I sat down in my favorite chair and ordered Kara to stand
in front of me. She moved immediately to the place in front of my
chair that I had indicated. 

I called Glenn closer and he finally looked up and even managed
to look me in the eyes! I decided I would put him in his place a
little before we continued with tonight's entertainment. "You
were still arguing with your wife when I came back to the table
at the restaurant. Can I assume you are opposed to the offer I
have made and what seems to be your wife's acceptance of it?"

"Of course I am opposed!" he said, petulantly. "I can't believe
she would submit to this, to you. It's the twenty-first century
for Christ's sake! People don't treat other people this way. We
didn't graduate from college to become somebody's toys! To become
slaves!"

He shuddered as he said the word slaves. I guess I am not such a
nice person after all. I was really enjoying seeing this wimpy
little yuppie suffer like this.

"So what did you offer her as an alternative? To just leave? To
go out in the streets with no money, none of your belongings, no
place to sleep, and once you reach that point in your existence,
no way to ever find a decent job."

He looked at me again as if trying to understand me. "How can you
do this to us?" he asked, more than a little desperation in his
voice. "How can you even want to humiliate another person for
pleasure?!"

I smiled patiently at Glenn and took Kara's hand and pulled her
gently into my lap. I opened her blouse again caressed her warm,
wonderful breasts for the first time. 

Finally I responded, as honestly as I could. "First of all, any
guy that didn't want to get his hands on your wife's beautiful
body is gay. But that aside, there are a lot of men out there
like me. Men that, if they had the opportunity, would take great
pleasure in using and humiliating a cute young yuppie couple like
you. And worse. Be grateful I am not one of those guys into whips
and chains, there are also a lot of them out there! What you have
here is an unpleasant situation that you can live with and work
your way out of. What you are offering your wife is not a viable
option. You can't just run away to nowhere. Now you are just
going to have to get it through your thick skull that what you
have here is an opportunity, and you would be stupid not to take
advantage of it. So, either leave right now, or strip."

He looked at me, shocked. I suppose he had expected that his part
in all of this was to witness his wife's abuse. He had not
expected to be an active participant in the festivities. I
watched him, I could actually see his mind working, trying to
find some other way out. And I saw that point when he finally
accepted his fate. I supposed that if he had any idea at all of
what he would have to do as time went on he would have walked
out. But I believed that if I didn't hit him with everything all
at once he was wimpy enough that eventually there wasn't much I
couldn't make him do. First it had to really sink in that he had
sold his soul to me.

I continued molesting his wife as we watched him take his clothes
off. Finally he stood in front of us naked. He wasn't much to
look at. He was skinny, no obvious muscle tone, and apparently
not very well endowed.

I ordered him to help his wife to her feet and to undress her as
well. He glowered at me and reached for his wife's hand. I yelled
at him to wipe that look off his face or I would take him over my
knee and spank his pansy ass for him. Both of them gasped at my
outburst, and he became slightly more obsequious. 

He pulled his wife to her feet and then slowly undressed her for
my viewing pleasure. And it was truly a pleasure. I have found
that the older I get the sexier youth is. Kara has a perfect
body. Creamy skin, nicely tanned except for those areas covered
by an obviously modest bathing suit. Those areas, her breasts,
her buttocks, her belly, were all starkly white and contrasted
nicely with her tanned areas. They looked like they would glow in
the dark.

Her breasts, now that I could see them better, were indeed
perfect. And she has one of those high, tight little butts that
drive men crazy. I was not normally all that interested in anal
sex, but I was going to have to take that little butt for a
ride.

She did not appear to trim her pubic hair. It was very sparse,
the hair light and fine and pure blonde. I reached out and ran my
fingers through it. I had intended to have her shave it, I like
bare pussies, but I would have to think about it. Maybe a good
trim would do. 

I stood up and ordered Kara to remove my shirt. I am not muscle
bound, but I work out and have a pretty good body. She pulled the
shirt tails out of my slacks and unbuttoned the front of my shirt
and slid it off my shoulders. She seemed to like what she saw. 

Then I ordered Glenn to take my pants off. He blanched and
hesitated. He was obviously more reluctant to take my pants off
than he had been to undress his wife in front of me. But finally
he moved closer and I watched his wife's face as he gingerly
unfastened my belt and my slacks and slid them down my legs. She
was really hard to read, but I don't think her husband faired
well as she compared our bodies.

I stepped out of my pants and kicked them aside and ordered Glenn
to continue. He slid my shorts down, being careful to touch me as
little as possible, and trying to avoid looking at my hard,
throbbing cock.

I asked him if he had ever touched another man's cock before and
you would have thought I had slapped him! 

"Certainly not!" he exclaimed, shocked that I would even ask.

"You're going to," I said.

He looked up at me, he was still kneeling in front of me, and
said, "Please, I.....I couldn't do that. I'm not that way.
I.....I just couldn't"

I smiled and said, "I can see where the next few months are going
to be real hard for you Glenn. You might as well go ahead and get
over it. Put your hands on my cock and caress it."

He didn't move and I suddenly slapped his face, hard. He was
shocked, and hurt, and, finally it seemed, cowed. He rubbed his
cheek where I had slapped him for a moment and then just when I
had about decided to slap him again he reached a hand out put it
around my cock. 

I am not bi. I am not homophobic, I have nothing against gays or
any two guys who want to, having a little fun. I just always
preferred that the person touching me be a person of the opposite
sex. But humiliating this little bastard in front of his wife was
really turning me on. I didn't think I had it in me!

At first he just held my cock. He obviously didn't know what to
do now that he had it in his hand. I put my hand over his soft
little feminine hand and moved it slowly up and down my cock for
a minute. Then, I couldn't resist, I grabbed a handful of his
hair and pulled his face to my crotch and ordered him to kiss it.


He shuddered in horror at the idea, but he actually did it! He
pursed his lips and touched them lightly to the head of my cock,
which was now covered in the precum that had begun leaking from
it. 

I let his hair go and he straightened back up. 

"Lick your lips," I ordered in a soft voice, fascinated at how
easy he was to manipulate.

I watched as he closed his eyes in shame and licked the precum
from his lips. Damn it was exciting!

But I was anxious to get to the main even. I pulled Kara into my
arms and kissed her passionately. Glenn thought I was finished
with him and leaned back out of the way. I stopped kissing his
wife long enough to tell him to put his hand back on my cock
until I told him to move it. 

I went back to kissing Kara and felt Glenn's hand moving
reluctantly between us as we kissed. I had not had sex with
anyone but my imagination in quite a while. I don't like going to
the kinds of places you normally have to go to meet women. I
don't like bars or clubs or anywhere that is smoke filled or too
loud to carry on a conversation. I sometimes meet women at a
friends party, or even at a grocery store. But that doesn't
happen often and I am not interested in a long term relationship
this soon after my second divorce so I was extremely horny right
now. I decided that if I didn't want to cum in her husband's hand
I had better move this little game on to the next step.

I reluctantly pulled away from our little group hug and ordered
them to follow me. I made my way down the hall to my bedroom. I
went in and stretched out on my bed and ordered Kara to kneel
near my shoulder and suck me off. She obeyed instantly and she
was very good at it. she was no deep throat artist, but she was
enthusiastic and really threw herself into her work. I got the
feeling she had never had an organ as large as mine to work with
and maybe she found it inspiring.

I let her darling husband watch for a couple of minutes and then
thought it only fair that he should help. I ordered him to kneel
between my legs and lick my balls. He paused for a long time and
then I saw Kara look up at him without taking her mouth away from
my cock. It must have been a pretty significant look, because he
slowly moved onto the bed between my legs and soon I felt the
tentative touch of his tongue on my balls.

Guys, let me tell you, if you have never had a man tongue your
balls while his wife sucked you off then you have not lived. It
was truly heaven. And knowing that they both were hating every
minute of it.....shit! I was in hog heaven!!

I watched them closely. Their faces were inches apart. I was
about to cum in this man's wife's mouth and he was facilitating
this by licking my balls! I tried to hold back. I really wanted
to make this last. But be honest, you know you would have been
cumming right away. I probably lasted five minutes, and was
surprised I lasted that long. It happened so suddenly I didn't
even have time to grab her head. But much to my surprise she
didn't pull away. She kept her mouth over my cock and sucked
until I finished shooting my cum in her mouth. Then she
considerately just held my sensitive cock in her mouth. She was
GOOD!!!

I finally let them rest for a minute and then sent Glenn to the
kitchen to get us all drinks. As soon as he left I pulled Kara
down beside me and grinned at her. 

"You've done that before," I chided her in a teasing voice.

"You thought I was a virgin?" she asked, avoiding the
implications. 

"I didn't think you were a virgin," I said, "but you are one of
the best cocksuckers I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. You
didn't learn that at the end of Glenn's little pecker!"

"I had boyfriends before I met Glenn," she said, still avoiding
the subject.

She seemed to be taking this pretty well. I had to ask, "I was
wondering how you reacted to seeing you husband kissing my cock
and licking my balls?"

"At first I didn't like it. It pissed me off. But I was already
pissed off at him. It wasn't his fault that the place we worked
went bankrupt. But a girl expects her husband to take care of
her. Not undress her so that a stranger can fuck her. Not rub his
dick and kiss it so that he is good and hard for her. I have a
lot to think about right now. I still love Glenn, but I have lost
a lot of respect for him. But I still hate you for using us this
way."

"I respect your honesty. But if you are going to be totally
honest, having seen yourself in a mirror, surely you can't blame
me for taking advantage of the situation when I had the
opportunity."

She tried not to smile. But I could tell I got her with that one.
Then Glenn came in with three beers and we all took a few sips
and relaxed for a moment. I was going to have to watch myself, I
could easily fall hard for this girl who was married and half my
age!

I finished off my beer and took Kara's from her hand and set it
on the nightstand. I pulled her down and kissed her, while
exploring her sweet body with my hands. After a few minutes I
moved her onto her back and started kissing and licking my way
down her body, being careful not to miss any interesting places.
One of the things I like most, and something I take great pride
in, is my skill at eating pussy. It has always been a labor of
love for me. I had my A game on this night and I drove lovely
Kara crazy with my tongue and my gentle, caressing fingers. She
was almost unconscious when I kissed my way back up her beautiful
body and hovered over her kissing her lightly on her sweet lips.

I was more than ready to feel her tight, hot pussy on my cock. I
was reasonably sure I could giver her another orgasm or two
before I filled her with my hot cum. I looked in her eyes and as
our eyes met I said, "Glenn, come over here and put my cock in
your wife so I can fuck her." I am almost positive she had an
orgasm when I said that. 

I heard him moving across the room and then I felt his soft hand
on my cock. I kept my eyes locked with Kara's as her husband
placed the head of my cock in the entrance of her hot pussy. I
couldn't read her face as he fumbled around with my cock, but I
have to tell you, the idea of a man having to line my cock up
with his wife's cunt so I could fuck her really turned me on!

As soon as I felt the head of my cock nestled in her pussy I
started slowly pushing in. She was hot and she was very wet. And
she was very, very tight! I cannot believe that she had ever had
a cock as large as mine and I could tell by the look in her eyes
that she was appreciating the difference. My cock is eight inches
long, slightly longer than average. It starts out at the head not
much wider than a normal cock, but at the base it is very wide.
Kara was obviously impressed with my girth. She quickly became
vocal and, although I had already eaten her to half a dozen good
orgasms, she started having one screaming orgasm after another.
Her hot cunt had a death grip on my cock and, even though I had
just had a great blowjob, I doubt if I lasted five minutes (I
have always prided myself on my control, a half an hour is
nothing for me). This girl had the greatest cunt I had ever cum
in!

I stayed on top of her as I felt my cock soften in her fantastic
cunt. Then I gently pulled out and stretched out on my back. I
was tempted to pull her to me and hug her and whisper sweet
nothings in her ear. But that would have been inappropriate.
Instead I ordered her to get her mouth down there and clean my
cock and balls. 

She looked at me first, as if to make sure I was serious, then
she moved down and started gingerly licking my cock. When she
managed to do it without gagging she realized it was something
she could deal with and licked and sucked my cock clean, then she
licked my hot, sticky, sweaty balls clean.

When she was finished I pulled her up beside me on her back and
ordered her wimpy husband to provide the same service to her. 

He looked at me and he looked at her sloppy, slimy pussy and he
whispered, "I can't do that!"

I grinned at him and said, "I didn't ask you. I told you. You can
do it, or I can get physical on your wimpy ass and force you. You
pick."

He moved over to the bed and climbed up on the foot of the bed
between Kara's legs. He leaned forward and at first he just
kissed and licked around the area for a moment, but eventually he
got up the nerve and started licking her swollen slit. My cum was
leaking out of her and he was having a problem with it. He gagged
several times before he got used to the aroma and flavor. Then he
finally gave up and got into it. I had to give him points for
style, he was a pretty good pussy eater. Kara certainly was
appreciating his efforts. She was moaning and moving her hips as
it wasn't long before she was cumming again. And every time she
came more of my cum was expelled from her spasming pussy. He
obviously was not enjoying what I was making him do, but I can't
fault the job he did. I let Kara have a couple more orgasms
before I made Glenn stop. I noticed that, although he had no
taste for the task, his cock was hard.

We cycled through the bathroom after that and although it was
still early I was worn out and I ordered Glenn to sleep on the
floor at the foot of the bed and I cuddled up with my soft cock
nestled against  Kara's ass and my hand cupping her breast and I
went to sleep.

I slept like a log and woke up early the next morning. I took a
quick shower and put on my pajama bottoms and went out and made
coffee. While the coffee was dripping I heard the shower running.
I walked back to the bathroom and opened the door and ordered
Kara to shave her pussy. What the hell, I just think bald is
beautiful. By the time I had finished my first cup they both came
out, dressed in the clothing they wore yesterday.

I offered them coffee and made breakfast. While I was cooking I
told them that from now on I did not want them wearing clothing
in the house. This house or their house, whether I was there or
not.

After we had eaten I let Glenn clean off the table and clean the
kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then we went out to
my car and drove down to the place in town where most of the used
car lots line the street. One of my poker friends owned a lot and
I trusted him to give me a good deal.

It was still early when we arrived at the lot. My friend, Gary,
was just opening up the office. Nobody else was on the lot. I
left my new slaves in the car and went in to talk to Gary. I gave
him the short version of what had happened yesterday and told him
I needed a decent, reliable, late model car that I was going to
let them use and I wanted it for a reasonable price. 

He sat there quietly for a minute, staring at me, and finally he
said, "You're full of shit!"

I grinned at him and went to the door and waived my new slaves
into the office. They came in and stood just inside the door. I
pulled Kara over to my chair and made her stand with her back to
me. I could feel how tense she was as I calmly reached up and
unbuttoned the front of her blouse. When her breasts were exposed
I released the button and zipper on the side of her skirt and let
it drop to the floor at her feet.

Gary's mouth opened so wide I could have parked one of his cars
in it! "I'll be a son of a bitch!" he exclaimed. He got up and
walked around his desk and looked at me and said, "May I?"

I nodded and then I enjoyed the discomfort evident on the faces
of both Kara and her husband as Gary roughly felt her up. I
finally had to interrupt and said, "OK Gary, let's talk cars."

I told them to stay where they were and we went out and looked
around the lot. Gary showed me a couple of cars that he said were
really cherries. I picked out a two year old Grand Marquis and
asked him how much. He thought about it for a few minutes and
said, "I'll make you the best damn deal I can make you, if I can
have a piece of that sweet young thing in my office."

I thought that sounded fair. We went back into the office and
Gary and I worked out the details and did the paperwork and then
he handed me the keys and bent Kara over his desk and fucked her
like rabbit, right their in front of me and her husband and god
and everybody!

Except for her grunts as he thrust into her forcefully, and a
quick dirty look in my direction, she didn't show any emotion at
all. He didn't last long and when he had finished I turned her
around and made her lean back against his desk and had Glenn
clean her out again. 

He was already humiliated at having to watch another stranger
fuck his wife, but being forced to clean her cunt afterwards with
his tongue was just about more than he could take. He glared at
me for a minute, I was going to make him regret that later, then
he knelt and, as quickly as possible he licked his wife's pussy
clean.

When he was done I threw him the keys to the Mercury and told him
to drive to my new home and do the yard work which he had let go
for so long.. I grabbed Kara and took her out to my car and we
drove to the mall. She needed a new wardrobe.

We spent almost four hours at the mall. That was a first for me.
I don't ever go to a mall unless there is no place else in the
world I can get what I need. And I would pretty much rather take
a beating than shop. But this turned out to be a lot of fun. For
me anyway. Kara had a pretty hard time of it. 

We went into a lot of stores I had never been in before. They all
seemed to specialize in slutty clothes for young girls. I guess I
just never paid that much attention before since my wives always
dressed so conservatively. Who knew this could be fun?

I made Kara try on all kinds of things. The shorter and the
thinner the better. After our first stop she was wearing a denim
skirt that was so impossibly short that she couldn't sit or bend
in it at all. Her top was more holes than material. She was very
popular. I made her go up and down on the escalator a couple of
times and there are some teenage boys that will never know how
much they owe me for buying that skirt and putting her on the
escalator in front of them. 

Kara was taking it surprisingly well I thought. She only
complained once about a garment I selected. I guess when she
realized that if she complained she ended up wearing whatever it
was she didn't like she decided to keep her opinions to herself.
She never refused to wear or do anything I asked. I was beginning
to realize that I had a natural here.

Half way through our shopping trip we stopped in the food court
and I made sure that she was seated so that she was exposed to a
table full of fifteen and sixteen year old boys nearby. That was
funny to watch. Kara sat with her head down, sipping her drink. I
watched discretely as the first of the rowdy teens noticed that
he could see Kara's shaved pussy. I saw him elbow one of his
friends and in seconds all five of them were staring in quiet
fascination at Kara's pussy. I really should have brought my
camera, it was priceless.

When I had finished my drink I decided it was time for a little
shoe shopping. I picked a shoe store with a good selection of
heels and a lecherous looking old black guy for a clerk. I led
Kara to a seat while I selected a couple of shoes that I thought
would look sexy on her. When I turned back to Kara I noticed that
the teens from the food court were standing outside looking
through the window. I had Kara move to a different seat, so that
the boys would have a better view. I made it obvious what I was
doing. I thought it could get interesting later, you never know.

The salesman came over and I showed him the shoes I had selected
and asked if he would mind measuring Kara for them. It was
readily apparent that he did not mind at all. He pulled up a
stool and then he gently took hold of Kara's ankle and was
guiding it toward his measuring device when he suddenly noticed
the absence of anything between him and her pussy. No panties, no
hair, nothing! He came to a sudden stop and held her ankle with
her legs slightly parted for the longest time. When he had raised
her leg I could see her pussy from my position sitting beside
her. She was totally exposed and so totally embarrassed that it
was making me hard. Not to mention the salesman and the five
teens in the window!

The poor old guy finally managed to get her measurements and made
his way back to the store room. He came back with an armful of
shoe boxes and sat back down. It had to be obvious to him that
this was no accidental exposure of course. He glanced at me as he
grabbed Kara's leg again to fit her with one of the selected
shoes. I smiled brightly at him and he took that, rightly, as
encouragement. Each time he touched her legs from then on his
hands explored more of her legs. By the time he had put the last
pair of shoes on her his fingers were straying up to her upper
thighs, so close to her pussy that if she had any hair there he
would be running his fingers through it!

I was watching Kara closely and although she might well be very
embarrassed, she was also getting very excited. She looked as if
she were on the verge of climaxing as the salesman's fingers
flirted with her pussy.

Since the shoes he had just put on her were the last pair I guess
he figured it was now or never. He had been allowed every liberty
he had taken so far. He looked at me one more time and saw no
indication that I disapproved, so he slowly and deliberately slid
his large black middle finger into Kara's hot, wet pussy. Her
knuckles were white as she gripped the arm of the chair. I
watched as she gasped loudly, then moaned and quivered, trying
desperately to hide the fact that she was cumming on the
salesman's finger. 

I felt so sorry for the salesman. He was probably hornier now
than he had ever been in his life. I decided it really wasn't
fair to leave the old guy like that so I made him an offer I
thought he couldn't refuse. If he would give us the three pairs
of shoes I had selected she would suck him off behind the
counter. 

The mall was still quiet. The salesman looked around quickly, not
caring about the teenage boys staring intently through the
window. He stood up suddenly and grabbed Kara's hand and dragged
her quickly behind the counter and pushed her to her knees. He
pulled his cock out and she didn't resist at all as he pulled her
face to him and thrust his hard cock into her mouth. He almost
didn't make it! He came in less than a minute, I swear! There was
no indication, just all of a sudden I could see Kara choking on a
mouthful of cum. She struggled with it for a long time but
finally the clerk stopped her and pulled his cock from her mouth
and put it back in his pants.

He smiled at me and said, "God damn she is good! Mister, you can
come back here any time you need more shoes for this gal!"

I don't think she actually did anything more than take his cock
into her mouth and grab his balls before he came, not really
enough to judge the quality of her blowjobs, but he was happy and
we had some free shoes so what the hell.

He put the shoes in a bag and I grabbed all the other bags I was
lugging around and figured that was enough for now. Might as well
drive her home and see how the yard work was going. We walked out
to the parking lot and those boys followed us all the way to the
car. I put the bags in the trunk and then I waived the boys over.
I asked the tallest one if he would be a gentleman and hold the
door for my girlfriend. I unlocked the doors with the key fob and
watched as the youth opened the door and watched closely as Kara
slid into the car seat. As she sat down her skirt slid up again,
of course, totally exposing her moist slit. She didn't even
bother to try to cover it. She let the boy get an eyeful as she
brought her legs into the car and sat down and fastened her
seatbelt. I am willing to bet that the groan the boy made just
before he shut the door meant that he shot a load right in his
pants!

As we drove away, Kara was looking at me carefully. I was
watching her out of the corner of my eye, wondering if she would
say something, react in any way. She just stared at me for a long
time and then looked out the window as I drove. I was starting to
think that she might be having a love hate relationship going on
here. It was obvious she hated what I was doing to her and her
husband, mostly to her. But at the same time she was being
aroused. She had even had an orgasm under circumstances that, had
I not been there she would probably called 911 and had the shoe
salesman arrested! Maybe I need to ramp this up a little bit. See
how far she can be pushed.

I continued to glance at her as I drove and I suddenly realized
that she had her hand over her crotch and I can't be positive,
but it looked very much like she was slowly rubbing herself!
Could little miss Kara, prim and proper young nave housewife be
enjoying this?

I finally pulled up to the house and we unloaded the trunk. Glenn
had been busy. The yard looked much better now. When we got
inside I saw that he was putting the house back together. They
didn't have to make it look like nobody lived there anymore. When
we had dropped the bags on the bed Glenn was just getting out of
the shower. He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped
around his waist. He gawked at the new outfit Kara was wearing, I
wasn't sure if he found it exciting or if he couldn't believe she
had actually worn it in public.

I had been playing with, abusing and humiliating Kara all
afternoon. I was horny as hell and this looked like as good a
time as any to take care of that. I figured if she had been
fingering herself all the way home she would pretty hot, wet and
ready. And I knew a great way to find out.

I bent her over the bed and she supported herself with her hands
as I flipped her little skirt out of the way and as her husband
watched I pulled my hard cock out and slid it into her in one
fast lunge. I smiled as my belly slapped against her butt. "Yup."
I thought, "she was ready alright! She's getting off on this
shit!"

I had gotten my rocks off in her sweet body a couple of times
yesterday. So I was going to take my time and enjoy this. While I
was slowly pumping her pussy full of cock I called her husband
over and told him to take her clothes off, but stay out of my
way.

He came over and pulled her sexy top up and off and dropped it on
the bed, then he found the button and the zipper on her skirt. He
had to pull it up over her shoulders and down her arms to remove
it. Now all she had on was her shoes. I fucked her like this for
ten minutes or so, long enough for her to cum twice. Then we
started moving around. We did it doggy style on the bed, then I
pulled her over onto her side and stayed in her and humped her
little ass from the back. After a few minutes I pulled out of her
and laid on my back. I pulled her over and had her sit on my cock
and start fucking me as I watched her beautiful tits bounce
wildly. I think this was a new one for her and she really seemed
to like it. She came again, a big one this time. She slowed down
as she was recovering from her orgasm but I grabbed her nipples
and twisted hard. She screamed and put her hands on my wrists,
but she didn't try to pull my hands off of her nipples, she just
groaned loudly and started pumping hard again. I started noticing
that the harder I squeezed her nipples the more she liked it. I
was getting close now. I wanted to last a little longer, but this
bitch is just too good! I released her nipples and grabbed
handfuls of her tits and squeezed hard as I shot my load into her
hot cunt. I can't usually cum on the bottom like this. I need to
be more in control, but this girl's cunt was just so fucking
fantastic! She came again when I squeezed her tits and she felt
me cumming in her. Then she collapsed on top of me. I held her
there for a few minutes and nuzzled her hair and petted her ass.
Then I rolled her off and ordered her husband to clean us.

You could tell that the very thought of it made him sick, but
with only the briefest hesitation he started to move between
Kara's legs.

"You stupid fuck," I yelled at him. "She is just another god
damned slave. You clean me first! What the fuck is wrong with
your head?!"

Now he really looked sick as he moved between my legs and looked
down at my slimy cock and balls. I let him hesitate, just so that
I could enjoy his humiliation. Finally he put his head down and
started licking my cock. It felt pretty damn good! "Maybe I
should give him a little more training," I thought, only half
kidding. When he had licked my cock all over I told him to take
it in his mouth and make sure he got it all. He looked like he
wanted to cry, but he obeyed, and then he licked my balls and
even my thighs clean. When I told him that was good enough he
cleaned up his wife, managing to do it with hardly any gagging at
all.

When he was finished I told him that he had done a good job on
the yard and that the house looked better. As a reward I told him
he could fuck his wife if he would like to. He didn't hesitate
about that! He whipped his towel off and climbed on her
instantly. I watched for a minute or two. I was interested in her
reaction. She seemed bored! But that was going to be their
problem, someday. I got up and went to the bathroom and then came
back in to the bedroom and got dressed. He finished before I
finished dressing. Guess he was kind of horny too.

I told them to get cleaned up and meet me in the kitchen and I
left the room.

Ten minutes later we were sitting around the kitchen table. I
wish I had thought to buy some beer. I gave them a hundred
dollars to buy food with. Then I ordered them to finish unpacking
their belongings and putting their house back the way it had
been.

I told them that I had some work to do and would leave them alone
the rest of the evening. I told them they could talk all they
wanted, but that I had better not find out that they had sex
again. Yeah, I know I would never be able to tell, but there have
to be rules. They were not to fuck without my express permission.
I told them that I would come over in the morning and take Kara
to the bank and open up a checking account that they would use
for expenses. I was paying the utilities and I was supplying the
car and the house. I would also pay for a phone and an internet
connection and a newspaper subscription. Kara was a great fuck,
but not worth a couple of hundred thousand. I wanted them, or at
least him, to find gainful employment at some time in the
reasonably near future.

It suddenly occurred to me that Kara had put her clothes back on.
I had forgotten that I had ordered her not to wear clothes in the
house, apparently she had too. 

I looked at her sternly and said, "Now, for your
punishment......" she looked at me in surprise. She had no idea
what she was being punished for. "You are wearing clothing in the
house, cunt!"

I almost laughed, I really had to fight it. She turned pale and
quickly stripped out of her blouse and skirt. When she was naked
the perfect punishment occurred to me. I tossed her the keys to
my car and said, "Here are my keys. Go out and make sure that we
got everything from the trunk."

She looked like she had been slapped. She looked up at the
picture window in the living room and saw that it was still
daylight and there were indeed people outside. She lowered her
head and started for the door and I warned her, "Don't run. I
wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

She looked back at me and just nodded. I got up and watched from
the living room as she walked to the back of my car at a normal
pace, opened the trunk, looked inside, closed the trunk and
walked back to the front door. I looked around and was
disappointed at how few people actually seemed to notice. A man
next door let his lawn mower stop and stood gaping. And a teenage
couple walking down the sidewalk came to a sudden stop and stared
until she was inside the house again.

"I think you learned your lesson," I said as I reached down and
pushed two fingers into her. She was soaking wet! "I get the
impression you enjoyed your lesson," I said with a derisive
chuckle. I pulled my fingers from her pussy and pushed them into
her mouth and as she sucked them clean I leered at her and said,
"Yeah bitch, we are going to have lots of fun." 

I decided I had best get out of there before I wasted any more
time. I really did have a job. It wasn't all that demanding, as
long as I kept it up. So I had to get home and put in a few hours
on the computer. I didn't mind. I liked what I did and I could
use a little rest from that hot bitch.

I had another good idea on the way home and as soon as I got in I
called an acquaintance of mine, Jeff, who was totally into
cameras and spy ware. The kind of stuff you bug peoples houses
with. I told him that I would explain the circumstances to him
later, but that I needed someone to put good quality color
cameras all over a house I had just bought. I wanted to be able
to monitor and record from my house. I wanted full coverage of
every room, picture and sound. I asked if he would be interested,
or if not, was there someone he could recommend. I added that I
needed it as soon as possible.

He thought about it for a few minutes and said he could do it
this weekend. But good equipment wasn't cheap. Depending on the
size of the house and the layout it could cost me several
thousand easy, I should figure on around five hundred dollars a
room. That included the recording equipment and sensors. 

We agreed to meet tomorrow at the house and he would look around
and tell me what was needed then. After we hung up I got a beer
out of the fridge and went to work. Another of the great things
about working at home. Not a lot of people get to drink beer and
work.

The next day I got up and had a light breakfast and drove to my
new house to check up on my new slaves. I love that sentence! I
arrived a little after nine and was happy to find Kara naked when
I walked in. It looked very good on her. They looked up startled
when I walked in. I guess it is disconcerting to have someone
take away your sense of privacy and security in your own home. I
don't think I would be very happy if someone could walk into my
home at any time and tell me what to do.

Glenn and Kara had already restocked their larders. I loved the
way that being forced to be naked seemed to effect Kara. I
decided the effect might be just as nice on Glenn. I sent him
into the bedroom to undress. I wasn't as happy with the result
when he came back out. But the solution seemed obvious. I led him
back into the bedroom and told him to show me where Kara kept her
underwear. He opened a drawer in her dresser and I looked through
it and pulled out a tiny, silky little thong. I told him to put
it on and watched as he pulled it on. He was obviously
embarrassed, which I found appealing, but the funny thing is he
looked kind of sexy! He had almost no body hair and a nearly
feminine body. Give him a little make up and some breasts and he
would make a pretty passable young woman! I told him that from
now on this was his uniform. It was all he would wear at either
of my houses.



We went back out to the kitchen. I had a cup of coffee and told
them what I had planned for today. I told them that Kara and I
would be leaving shortly to set up the household bank account.
While we were out Glenn was to call the newspaper and get them to
start home delivery so that he could start looking for a job. He
should also do what was necessary to obtain internet service. I
was just about to explain to them that I had a minor modification
planned for their house when the doorbell rang. They both jumped
and looked at me. I ordered Glenn to answer the door. It was
great, I swear his whole body turned bright red as he walked to
the door in his little thong.

He opened the door a crack and talked through the opening, then
he looked at me, a desperate look in his eyes, and stood back and
let my friend Jeff in.

The looks on the faces around me at that moment was priceless.
Kara and Glenn were totally humiliated at being exposed to yet
another stranger. Jeff was following a man's surprisingly cute
ass into the living room, much to his amusement. The funny thing
was that he was so absorbed with Glenn's ass that he did not, at
first, see Kara standing naked beside me. When he finally looked
up and saw her he stopped suddenly and whistled. Another Kodak
moment missed!

I showed Jeff around the house so that he could figure out how
many cameras he would need and where they would need to be
placed. I had to give him credit though, he never even mentioned
the young couple in the living room. It was as if he saw that
kind of thing every day. Owning an attractive young couple can be
so amusing, you should try it!

As we moved through the house Jeff took notes and made little
diagrams and then we sat at the kitchen table for a while and he
did some figuring. Glenn and Kara just looked on quietly, they
were obviously concerned. They didn't know what this was about,
but they knew they were not going to like it.

Jeff went over his plans with me and I noticed that he had left
out an area. I wanted to be able to see inside and outside of the
front door simultaneously whenever someone approached the door.
Jeff nodded and sketched in a couple more little boxes and gave
me an estimate for the installation. It turned out to be a pretty
big number, bigger than I had anticipated. But I was pretty sure
it would be a good investment and I told him to go ahead. He said
he had a pretty big backlog right now, it might be a couple of
weeks before he could put it in. It was a much bigger job than he
had anticipated when he told me earlier that he could do it this
weekend. With Kara's reluctant help I was able to get him to put
it in tomorrow. 

Jeff spent the next hour in the bedroom with Kara while I drank
coffee and watched how uncomfortable Glenn was with a strange man
fucking his wife in the bedroom. The situation was turning me on
though. And he looked so cute in those little panties I decided
to go ahead and make his life a little harder. 

He glanced at me when I stood up and pulled my pants and my
underwear off and sat back down. I ordered him to stand in front
of me and when he did I told him to turn around slowly. I asked
him if he was aware of how cute he looked in a pair of panties.
He shook his head and started to speak but I told him to shut up.
When he had his back to me I told him to stop and I checked him
out a little closer. It occurred to me that if he were to shave
his legs, his ass and his legs would really look good. Maybe add
a pair of silky thigh highs. 

My original idea for Glenn was just to humiliate him, mainly by
using and humiliating his wife, and to use him for yard work. But
his feminine demeanor, and the degree of pleasure I was receiving
from humiliating him was starting to give me ideas I never
expected to have. 

I ordered Glenn to kneel in front of me and kiss my cock. He
groaned and looked at me for a moment, his eyes pleading with me
to spare him this indignity. He could tell from my face that
there would be no reprieve and he leaned forward and touched his
pursed lips to the head of my cock. I loved how much he hated it.
I have never in my life entertained the idea of having sex with
another man, but the idea of how much he hated being forced to do
it was turning me the fuck on.

I made him lick and then suck me and as I sat back and stared at
him, hearing the occasional sounds of some pretty rough sex from
the bedroom, I was soon hard and I knew that I was going to fill
his mouth with a load of hot cum pretty soon. He worked at it for
a pretty long time before I finally said to him in a quiet voice
that I was going to cum soon and that I wanted him to hold my cum
in his mouth. I told him that he had better not spit it out, and
he had better not swallow. If he fucked it up I would just have
to take him to some gay bar and get him enough practice to be
able to do it right.

The look of terror on his red face was all it took to put me over
the edge. I didn't even hold onto his head when I started filling
his mouth with my cum. I wanted him to force himself to do just
about the nastiest thing a straight man could ever consider
doing.

I pulled my cock free and wiped it on his cheeks and put my
clothes back on. Glenn had actually done a pretty good job. He
had gagged a little, but he still had a mouthful of hot cum and a
hilarious look of near panic on his face.

I just ignored him and finished my coffee. A short time later
Jeff and Kara came out. He looked well satisfied, but she was a
mess. Her tits were red and she had cum running down her thighs.
Jeff must be pretty well hung because her pussy looked really
swollen.

I ordered Glenn to go over to his poor abused wife and give her a
kiss and console her after her most recent rape.

Kara looked between us, and suddenly realized that Glenn had not
had an easy time of it while she had been with Jeff. As Glenn put
his arms around her she was trying to figure out the strange look
on his face. When their lips met and they kissed and her mouth
was suddenly flooded with sperm she screamed and pulled away. I
ordered her to let Glenn finish comforting her and she went back
into his arms and they kissed, sharing my cum. The idea of it was
making me hard again but I had things to do so I ordered Kara to
dress, we had to get going.

Kara was back in fifteen minutes in one of the sexy outfits we
had just bought for her. It was a thin dress that laced up the
side. There was a nearly two inch gap on each side where only
flesh could be seen, so it was obvious she wasn't wearing
anything under it. I was surprised she picked this one, it was
pretty sexy for going banking in. 

We drove to my bank and filled out the paperwork for a checking
account for Kara. I put five hundred dollars in it and told her
to buy what she needed, when she needed it, but that she better
not waste it, because I would be reviewing the bank statement.
Much to my surprise she put her arms around me and pulled me
tight and kissed me and thanked me, her voice choked with
emotion. I hadn't expected that either!

Now that the day's business had been attended to I felt like
playing. I drove to a large adult bookstore on the edge of town
and parked. The lot was full of cars, but I knew from experience
that most of these guys would be tucked away in their little
booths and the place would not be crowded.

I was partially right, it wasn't crowded, but it was busy. There
were at least a dozen men browsing through the magazines and
movies, but they all turned their attention on Kara when we
walked in. 

I pulled Kara along and we went to the part of the store where
sexy clothing was on display. This was mostly the sort of thing
that a woman might wear to turn her husband on in the privacy of
their own home. I picked out several revealing outfits, none of
which you could wear to the mall without getting arrested. The
tops were see-through and the bottoms were either several inches
above the crotch, baring all, or they were as invisible as the
tops. I gave them to Kara and told her to try them on. She looked
around and we couldn't see a changing room. Just then a rough
looking old guy, he looked like an old biker, came over and asked
if he could help us. I asked if there was a changing room that
Kara could use to try on the clothes. 

The old guy shook his head and said they didn't have one of
those. Mostly women didn't come in and want to try on stuff.

"No problem," I said. "Do you mind if she tries them on right
here?"

I expected a reaction from Kara, but nothing. She continued to
stand nearby, blushing furiously.

The old biker said, "Yer shittin' me, right?"

"No," I said. "I really want to see how she looks in them. Is
that a problem?"

"Hell no, man! Not as long as you don't mind an audience."

I just smiled and took the outfits back from Kara and told her to
undress. She took a deep breath and pulled the dress up over her
head. Instantly every guy in the place rushed up and gathered
around to watch. I took her dress from her and handed her one of
the outfits. She put it on quickly, but it covered nothing. In
fact it seemed to emphasize those parts that it nominally
covered. I noticed that Kara's nipples were huge, which reminded
me that while we were here we should pick up some clamps for
those little darlins'.

I told her to take it off and when I took it from her I noticed
that her crotch was soaked. I couldn't resist. "Kara! Look at
you. You can't be trying on clothes like that, your pussy is
absolutely sopping wet." She looked at me and I had been
expecting a look of hate, or pleading, or something, I don't
know. Anything but the look of absolute lust I saw!

I spoke to the crowd and asked if anyone had anything to wipe
that up with, and a guy in his late fifties jumped out of the
crowd with an apparently clean handkerchief. He tried to hand it
to me but I asked him if he would mind doing the honors. You
would have thought I had just made him a millionaire. He turned
to Kara and put one hand on her perfect butt and gently moved his
handkerchief over her shaved pussy.

As soon as he touched her she had to reach out and hold on to him
as she had a huge orgasm. Everyone was staring intently and they
were all making the most crude comments you could imagine, and
she was so turned on she could hardly stand on her own. 

I told her quietly to spread her legs so that he could do a good
job and she groaned and spread her legs wide. The old dude kept
rubbing her pussy for all he was worth and she probably had a
half a dozen orgasms. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and
she fell to her knees. I spoke to the old fart that had been
rubbing her pussy and said that it looked like she was ready to
thank him for all of those nice orgasms. I glanced at the manager
and he wasn't objecting so I told the old guy to go ahead and
fuck her face if he wanted to. 

He had his hard and very slimy cock out in seconds and Kara still
didn't seem to know what was going on as he pushed his cock into
her mouth. She didn't know what was going on, but as soon as she
felt a cock in her mouth she started sucking automatically. And
she can suck a cock better on automatic than most women can if
they put their heart into it. 

I don't know if the old guy had not been laid in a long, long
time or if it was just the magic of having a very attractive
young woman sucking on the end of his dick but he came very
quickly. 

Kara sucked it down like a pro and when he pulled out she sank
down to rest on her heels with a sweet smile on her lips and a
still somewhat dazed look on her face. I told her that now she
should thank the manager for being so good and letting her try on
the outfits and she looked around and spotted him near me. She
moved toward him on her knees, her breasts swaying nicely as she
moved. The audience was going nuts watching. By the time she got
to the old biker who seemed to be running the place he had his
cock out and she attacked it immediately. This one she had to
work at though. It took him a long time and her jaw was sore by
the time he shot off in her mouth. She mentioned on the way home
that she thought he had just gotten laid because she was pretty
sure she smelled pussy on his cock.

When the manager had put his cock away I set down the outfits
that I had picked up earlier and told the manager that I couldn't
make up my mind right now, but I would be back. 

He got a huge grin on his face and said, "Anytime!"

I was horny as hell now. But I wasn't that anxious to touch Kara
until I got her cleaned up a little. I pointed out the ladies
room against the far wall and told her to go clean up a little
and hurry back. While she was cleaning up I bought a nice set of
nipple clamps. She was gone a few minutes but the crowd all stood
around waiting for her to come back. As soon as she was back I
handed her the dress she wore in and she put it on, rather slowly
I thought. When she was ready we went out to the car and I drove
to my house. 

When we stepped inside Kara immediately stripped. Good girl, I
had forgotten! I took her into my bedroom and she undressed me.
Then we went into my large walk-in shower and took a shower
together. It was a lot of fun soaping Kara up and sliding my
hands over her slippery curves. I couldn't get over how
incredibly sexy she was. And so young and sweet. 

We dried off and I rushed her to my bed and we fucked and sucked
for several hours. I loved the way she tasted, the way she
reacted to my touch, the way her hot cunt grabbed my cock. And
she is an expert cocksucker. You can tell she enjoys it. I am
already starting to hope that Glenn has a terrible time finding a
job. I will dearly regret the loss of my new toys!

We were exhausted and we curled up and took a short nap. When I
woke up Kara was in the kitchen. She had already made me a snack
and it was waiting for me. I sat down and asked her if she had
made anything for herself. She said that over the last couple of
months of struggling she had lost ten pounds. She wanted to keep
it off. No snacks. I decided to give her a snack anyway. While I
ate I put her on her knees. I pinched and pulled on her nipples
until they were hard and then I put the clamps on them. Her
reaction was even more than I had expected. She groaned and
gasped and started rubbing her pussy. Then I let her suck me to a
great orgasm. 

My first thought, after some of the blood from my dick returned
to my brain, was that I should have Kara's husband come and get
her and get a little work done. But then I came to my senses and
I ordered Kara to clean up my house while I went into my office
and worked for a few hours. 

When I was finally finished with my work for the day I thought it
would be fun to go out for a couple of hours. I led Kara to the
door and gave her time to put her little dress on and we left. I
drove to the other house and picked up Glenn. I had to give him
time to dress, but I figured if I got any good chances to
humiliate Kara it would be more fun if he was there to enjoy it.

I drove to a place I used to visit in my misspent youth. The Wild
Joker. A strip club. I know, you can't imagine a nice guy like me
going in a place like that. I parked and we went in and ordered a
drink from the attractive, and very topless young lady working
the tables. She made a fuss over Kara. I guess they don't get
that many women in there.

It's a small club, only one stage and only room for one girl to
strut her stuff at a time. Our drinks came and we watched a jaded
young women dance as if she were in a trance. It was almost
enough to put you off of naked women! By the end of the third
dancer's show I was bored to death. These girls, these shows,
well, damn! It just ain't right that you go to see naked women
and get bored!

I decided that this had been a terrible waste of time and money
and was standing up to leave when one of the dancers stopped by.
She acted like she was sorry to see us go, she joked that she was
just about to ask the young lady to dance with her on her next
set. 

I turned to her and thought about it and said, "OK, we can stick
around for that." 

I heard Kara gasp. I imagine she would hate the idea of getting
up there. But from what I had learned about her, I suspected that
once she got up there she was going to find it very exciting.

The dancer looked at me, trying to decide if I was serious. Then
she looked at Kara and said, "Well alright!" She grabbed Kara's
hand and started back stage saying, "Come on baby, we gotta find
you something to wear!"

Ten minutes later the stripper that had taken Kara away was
announced and came out on stage with Kara. They were both wearing
see-through baby doll sets. As the music started they started to
dance, but not fast and wild, slow and sensuously. Kara was
obviously unsure of herself, but she was doing her best to keep
up. Half way through the first song the stripper started moving
against Kara and then touching her sensuously. Kara didn't know
what to do so she just kept dancing as the stripper slowly pulled
the top half of her baby dolls off. The crowd was loving it, and
so was I. Glenn, on the other hand, seemed to have reservations
about seeing his young wife being undressed by a stripper for the
amusement of a room full of horny, half drunk men.

She removed her own top next, and then moved around Kara, rubbing
her breasts against Kara's back while reaching around and
caressing Kara's breasts. Just before the first song of the three
song set ended the stripper moved around in front of Kara and
touched her breasts to Kara's. She rubbed her breasts against
Kara's and then, just as the song ended she took Kara's head in
her hands, pulled her close and kissed her passionately! The look
on Kara's face was priceless. She didn't resist, she didn't
respond, she just stood there looking as shocked as if she had
just been French kissed by a stripper or something!

The crowd, up until Kara had come on stage had been quiet and not
actually paying that much attention to the dancers. Now they were
crowding around the stage and yelling encouragement. As the
second song of the set began the stripper danced Kara closer to
the edge of the stage and when she was close enough the men began
reaching out and stuffing dollar bills into her transparent
panties and taking the time to grope her liberally as well. The
stripper danced Kara all the way across the edge of the stage
with her front to the audience, and then all the way back with
her cute little butt to the audience. The stage was covered with
one and five dollar bills that kept falling out of her little
panties.

This all took less than a minute and now the stripper was dancing
with Kara again. I guess it was dancing, it looked more like they
were just making out to music, but the crowd loved it. Soon the
panties were pulled down and the crowd loved that as well. 

Once both women were naked the stripper was rubbing up against
Kara, rubbing their breasts and their pussies together, and I
noticed that Kara was starting to reciprocate! And the "deer
caught in the headlights" look on her face had been replaced with
a look of lust. If their carrying on didn't get us thrown out I
suspected we would be spending a lot of time here in the future.

As the second song ended the stripper was slowly moving Kara
along the edge of the stage again. This time money was being
pushed into her pussy by lingering fingers and hands were even
reaching around to push dollar bills into the crack of her ass! 

Then the third song started and they were back in the middle of
the stage kissing and touching and the stripper slowly lowered
Kara to the floor on her back. I couldn't believe what happened
next. I know it is illegal, but nobody tried to stop it when the
stripper lowered herself onto Kara's hot, sweaty body and they
began to 69 right there on stage!

The crowd went wild and the guys were even throwing money at them
on the stage! They ate each other through the entire third song,
occasionally rolling over so that they were on their sides, or
again so that Kara was on top. Finally the song ended and they
stood to a resounding cheer and deafening applause. They moved to
the edge of the stage one last time and slowly moved along the
edge giving anyone that cared to a last chance to insert a tip
into either vagina. Not all the hands that moved around those
pretty pussies had money in them, but pretty much everyone
managed to cop a feel. And then the ladies slowly and gracefully
began picking up the large pile of money on the stage. When the
bills had all been collected they grabbed their outfits and moved
back stage.

A few minutes later they came back out through a side door and
the crowd actually stood up and cheered them again! They came
over to the table and Kara sat down. The stripper thanked Kara
and me and even gave me a kiss on the cheek before she started
moving through the crowd looking for someone to buy her a drink.

As soon as she left Kara whispered in my ear that she had split
the tips with her. Kara's half was almost $150 for less than
fifteen minutes of, well, you couldn't call it work. Pleasure?

The waitress came over with another round of drinks and told us
they were on the house. The manager came up right behind the
waitress and said that he wanted to hire Kara. That had been the
hottest show he had ever seen, and he had been managing this
place for more than ten years.

I asked him if he wasn't concerned about getting arrested or
closed down. He smiled and nodded towards two swarthy men over by
the corner of the stage and told me that they were the cops and
as long as things didn't get out of hand, no murders or robberies
or anything like that to get in the papers, they were cool. Of
course he had to let them fuck the strippers from time to time,
but shit, no skin off his ass!

I told him that we would keep the job offer in mind, but for now
we wanted to retain her amateur status. I told him that we had
enjoyed the show as much as he had and we would definitely be
back. He seemed pleased and he said goodbye and left to circulate
through the club. 

We finished our drinks and were about to leave when the manager
came back over. He whispered in my ear that the two cops decided
that they wanted to spend a little quality time with Kara before
we left. He knew he couldn't force her, but it was her fault for
being so damned sexy.

I smiled and told him that wouldn't be a problem, as long as
Glenn and I could watch. He raised an eyebrow at that and said it
was okay with him. He led Glenn and me to his office and pointed
to what appeared to be a mirror all along one wall. He said that
he was going to take the cops and Kara into the room on the other
side of that mirror and when the lights went on that room we
would be able to see everything.

He left and we watched him though the other large one way glass
that looked out on the club. He went to our table and led Kara to
the cop's table. He introduced them and the cops stood up. They
were both large and had obviously consumed many donuts over their
long careers. Standing between them you could hardly see Kara!

The manager led them through a rear door and they were out of
sight for short time and then a light was turned on and we saw
them entering the back room. Kara looked nervous, but she didn't
resist when they started feeling her up roughly and then
stripping off what little clothing she was wearing. She was soon
naked and the cops were passing her back and forth, feeling her
up and kissing her. 

They took turns undressing and when they were naked they pushed
Kara to her knees and stood on either side of her with their
already hard cocks in her face. They were both big guys but both
had average sized cocks, so Kara would be able to handle them
with no problems. She took turns sucking them, changing cocks
when they thumped her on the head. After a few minutes of seeing
how much cock they could get into her mouth they picked her up
and dropped her on a daybed that was against the wall, right
under the window we were looking through. 

The manager came into the room we were watching from and handed
us both another drink and joined us to watch Kara get raped by
the two cops. He got there just in time to watch as Kara was put
on her knees and one of the cops moved behind her and slammed his
cock forcefully into her pussy. She yelped in pain and the other
cop took the opportunity to push his cock back into her mouth.
They fucked her like that for a few minutes and then traded
places. 

They traded placed back and forth until one of them shot a big
load of cum in her pussy. He pulled out and while he made Kara
clean his cock and balls the other cop decided it was time for a
change of venue. He stuffed his cock into her pussy and coated it
with her juices and his partners cum, then he pulled it back out
and started forcing it into her ass. 

She tried to pull away and screamed at them around the cock in
her mouth to stop, but he kept forcing his way until his cock was
buried in her ass. He gave her only a short time to adjust before
brutally fucking her ass until he came. I was a little
disappointed. I wanted to be the first one to fuck her ass. Oh
well, I had my chance. Besides, it was probably better that
someone with an average size cock break her in back there.

I caught the manager glancing at me several times to make sure I
wasn't going to object. But hell, she wasn't being really hurt,
she could definitely use a little loosening up back there, and
besides, I was enjoying the show!

When they were finally finished fucking her and she had licked
them both clean the manager started to go get them. I stopped him
and told him I would want a copy of the DVD. I had noticed all
the recording equipment in his office and I knew he had taped
both her stage show and her rape at the hands of the two cops. He
grinned and said it would be ready tomorrow and I could pick it
up anytime after four PM. Then he went through the club and let
the cops out. After they left he pulled his cock out and made her
suck him off. She was lucky he didn't want to fuck her ass. The
manager was hung!

We finally left and I drove Glenn and Kara home. I went in and
after Kara cleaned up I took her to bed for a little while. She
had been hot tonight. As I fucked her I talked softly to her. I
told her how hot that show had been. How hard she had made me. I
told her that we would be going back and she would be doing more
shows and when I said that she came so hard and her cunt grabbed
my cock and I could hardly move! That was all I needed and I shot
another load into her beautiful little cunt. After she licked me
clean I dressed and left. I reminded them that there would be
someone coming to install cameras tomorrow. They were to stay out
of the way and cooperate in anyway that was requested. I looked
them both in the eyes and repeated the part about "any way". I
had not told Jeff that he could have any special privileges
tomorrow, but he had already fucked Kara once, and he had seen
Kara and Glenn swap a load of my cum. I knew that his mind was
just as perverted as mine, so there was no telling what might
happen. I just hoped that he was gracious enough to wait until
the cameras were installed.

I need not have worried. Jeff showed up at my house early in the
morning with the recording equipment and monitors and the two
black men that work for him. He had everything set up in less
than an hour and then he was heading over to the other house to
hook up the cameras and transmitters. On his way out he told me
not to worry, he planned to test the cameras thoroughly after
they were installed. His evil grin told me all I needed to know.

I sat down at my computer and did some actual work for a few
hours, well, most of the day actually. Finally, around three PM,
one of the four high resolution color monitors came on line and I
could see the smiling face of a black workman adjusting the
camera. There was nearly half an hour of this and finally I could
see from the lights on the switchboard that all the cameras were
operational. I could select a different cameral for each of the
monitors and could pan them around the room or zoom in and out
with a joystick. When I wasn't operating them they automatically
went on and off when activated and deactivated by motion sensors.
When a camera came on it automatically recorded what it was
seeing on a series of VCRs under my desk. I could see Kara and
Glenn sitting in the living room, obviously not happy with this
new turn of affairs. And I could see why the workman had been
smiling, Kara was naked and Glenn was wearing only a little
g-string. But, for now at least, Jeff and his crew were ignoring
them. 

My phone rang and it was Jeff. He had me do a few tests and made
sure all the cameras were operational and that the VCRs recorded
when appropriate. When everything had checked out he hung up and
then he and his crew walked into the living room and started
undressing. 

I made sure the VCR was taping as Kara was brought to her feet
and pulled to the middle of the room. I could hear the
conversations clearly, I was entirely pleased with the quality of
the set up. I watched as Kara was made to take turns sucking the
men and then the two black men put her on all fours and one of
them fucked her from behind while Jeff called Glenn over to suck
on his cock while he watched. Jeff smiled up at the camera and
waived as Glenn sucked him off. 

The little mini orgy went on for more than an hour and everyone
had a little bit of just about everything. Glenn even lost his
last cherry as Jeff bent him over Kara's back and reamed him out.
He didn't take it very well, but I figured he would have a better
appreciation of what Kara had to put up with. I was a little
surprised actually. I didn't think Jeff would be interested in
fucking around with Glenn. I guess he is even kinkier than I
thought he was. I watched for a while, then went to the kitchen
and got a beer. When I came back they had finally fucked
themselves out and were getting ready to leave. 

I watched them leave and was satisfied with the way the cameras
followed them, even outside and to their truck. As they left I
watched Glenn and Kara get in the shower and wash each other
thoroughly. Then I watched as they went into the bedroom and made
love. I was happy about that. I didn't want to break them up,
just make their life a living hell for a while.

After that it got boring. I went out and drove over to the strip
club and picked up the DVD the manager had promised me. We went
back into his office and he ordered me a drink and we watched the
dancers through his window and talked. He told me again how much
he had enjoyed the show last night and he had an idea he wanted
to suggest. I was all ears.

He said that he had a room in back that he didn't use. He
suggested that it could be converted into a mini theater. Half a
dozen rows of seats and a small elevated stage. And they put on
the kind of show that they couldn't put on out front to an
invitation only audience, at an outrageous price. 

We couldn't keep putting on the same show over and over, of
course. But we could come up with variations. He looked at me for
a while, trying to judge me and the relationship between me and
Kara. And trying to decide just how much I was willing to
tolerate being done to her. I knew what he was thinking, but I
was not so sure I knew the answer myself. I believe I mentioned
earlier that I have a dirty mind. The fact is there isn't much
that turns me off. But I didn't want Kara harmed. Not mentally or
physically. On the other hand, my two little pets were adapting
remarkably well to the abuse they had suffered so far. Kara
wouldn't admit it I am sure, but she seemed to be actually
enjoying most of it. 

I asked the manager, his name is Dave, what sorts of variations
he had in mind. He shrugged noncommittally, as though he had not
already given it a lot of thought and made a few tentative
suggestions. He thought some of his audience might enjoy seeing
Kara being taken by four, or five, or maybe six big black men
while her husband was tied to a chair and could only watch. When
I didn't object to that outright he suggested another popular
show might be with Kara and, oh maybe a German Shepherd, or
perhaps a Great Dane. I am pretty sure Kara wouldn't like that,
but I have to admit it was something I might like to see. 

When I didn't say anything he said that he didn't doubt that we
could make five thousand a show. More for the kinkier ones. And
we could split it 50/50. I didn't need the money of course, but
the idea of putting my two little pets through this excited me.

But then something else occurred to me. I asked him how much he
expected to make off of the DVDs.

He looked embarrassed. I guess he thought I wouldn't realize he
would be recording these little shows. 

"OK," he said, "half of that too, and I'll show you the books." I
told him that I would have to think about it, but that I was
looking forward to another show like last night. I asked him how
much he got from last night's DVD and he said that since it was
so tame he had only gotten three thousand. But Kara was popular,
they loved her looks. If I agreed to some of the kinkier stuff
the price would go way up. Especially when the buyers learned the
back story. These movies were not going to be generally
available. The people that distribute them have a list of people
that have special interests and they are sold for a large amount
of money, based on the content of course, to these collectors.
Some of these collectors would also be invited to the live shows,
and would pay well for the honor. The fact that Kara was a sweet
young housewife being forced to perform would appeal to this
audience.

I told him I was leaning towards excepting his offer, but that I
would have to think about it. I finished my drink and left. I had
intended to drive home and watch the DVD but decided that Kara
would probably enjoy watching it, and I would need some relief if
I watched it. So, I went to my slave's quarters. 

I rang the doorbell and Glenn opened the door a crack and peeked
out. I found that irritating and when I got inside I told them
that from now on they alternated opening the door and they didn't
open it a crack. They opened it all the way and asked what
whoever it was wanted. 

Kara said, "But what if it's a kid?!" 

I chuckled and asked her if she was unfamiliar with the concept
of sex education. She just sighed. She knew she couldn't win. I
went into the living room and told Kara to get us all something
to drink and told Glenn to put the DVD in the player and get it
ready.

I sat down, but then I stood up and took off my clothes and sat
back down. Might as well be ready! I was in the middle of the
sofa with Glenn on my left and Kara on my right. I told Glenn to
start the movie and after a moment of blank screen we saw the
empty stage of the strip club just as the stripper was being
announced. I heard Kara gasp as she watched herself being led out
on the stage in that sexy little transparent baby doll pajama.
The show was just as exciting the second time around and I pulled
Glenn's head down and let him suck softly on my cock while I
watched the show with one eye and watched Kara's reactions with
my other eye. Long before the end of the second song she was
discretely rubbing her drooling pussy while she watched. Nice guy
that I am I went ahead and took over that chore for her. It
always feels better when it is someone else's hand down there. I
noticed that her breathing was very labored. She obviously
thought it was as hot as the rest of the audience had.

She watched and I rubbed and she had one great orgasm after
another, right up until the part of the show where the cops
finished with her and she was collapsed in a fetal roll with an
inscrutable expression on her face as she watched the two fat old
cops get dressed and leave the room. The entire movie lasted
almost an hour and a half. I ended up shooting two loads of cum
in poor little Glenn's mouth, which I noticed he was getting much
better at swallowing.

I had intended to fuck Kara after the show, but I was done for
the night. I got dressed and took my DVD and went home. My work
had been done earlier so I checked in on my monitors and saw that
my two little pets were cuddled up in bed with the lights out and
I went to bed and slept very well. 

I was drinking my coffee and doing a little work in the morning,
trying to get it out of the way when I saw someone coming to the
door at my slave house. It was a teenage boy. I saw Kara go to
the door and open it wide, trying to act as though she had
clothes on or something. 

"Yes," she said, "can I help you?"

For the longest time the poor kid could only stare at Kara's
beautiful body. Finally he managed to stammer out that he was
their paper boy and he just wanted to introduce himself and tell
them how to contact him if there was a problem with the paper and
to give them their payment envelopes.

Kara reached out and took the envelopes and smiled at the kid and
thanked him graciously. 

The kid started to turn away and then turned back and asked, with
more nerve than I had at first given him credit for, "Are you
always dressed this well?"

I have to give Kara credit. She laughed and smiled at the kid and
said, "More often than not!" Then she closed the door and went in
and I listened while she told Glenn what had happened and he
actually found it amusing too. Huh! Maybe Glenn will come around
after all. But then again, if he starts finding this entertaining
it will take a lot of the fun out of it for me. Maybe I will have
to go ahead and talk to the club owner about fixing up his back
room. Don't want my slaves getting too happy. Slaves shouldn't be
happy should they?

I spent the morning doing what I get overpaid to do. Then I took
a shower and got dressed. It occurred to me that we had not had a
poker game in a long time. I started calling all of the usual
suspects, starting with Ken, my friend with the restaurant. To my
pleasant surprise he was able to play and I had no trouble
scheduling a game for this evening. I called my slaves and told
them that I required their services this evening. They were to
come over at 6 PM and set my den up for a poker game. I was
watching Glenn's face on the monitor as I talked to him. It was
disappointing, not much reaction. I continued to watch as he
explained what was coming up this evening to Kara, and there was
a reaction, just not the one I expected. She smiled! 

Glenn had a definite reaction to that! He got kind of pouty and
said, "You know you are going to be pawed and fucked by at least
a half a dozen men tonight, right? You know they are going to
humiliate us and.......god knows what those perverts are going to
make me do. As if watching my wife getting raped by a bunch of
dirty old men wasn't bad enough! FUCK!"

Kara went to him and put her arms around him and hugged him
close. "I'm sorry honey," she said softly. "I hate what he is
doing to us too. I want our life back. But I have to do whatever
I can to cope with what is happening. It'll be that much worse if
I freak out every time some guy sees me naked or touches me or
whatever. We are going to have to adapt to get through this."

Glenn didn't say anything, he just hugged her back and glared at
the camera. I couldn't blame him, I guess. But I was still going
to have to do a little attitude adjustment on his skinny little
butt.

I went to the store and stocked up on beer and snacks and bought
a couple new decks of cards. I put everything away when I got
home and set up the poker table and set out the poker chips.
Since a couple of the players hadn't had the guts to quit smoking
yet I had a fan ready to sit in a window and suck out the air
pollution. I ate a light lunch and went up and checked out the
last tape from the slave house. I put it on fast forward and
looked to see what I had missed. Not much. They had sex once.
Nobody came to the door. I put the tape in the pile of blank
tapes and watched some news for a while.

The doorbell rang just before six and I let my two slaves in.
They both stripped down in the foyer and hung their clothes on
the coat rack. I told them that there would be seven of us
tonight and that they would have two main jobs. The first would
be to make sure that nobody wanted for anything, and the second,
well, that was the second job too. I better not hear the word no
from either of them and I better not see any hesitation or signs
of resistance. 

They both nodded and said "Yes sir."

I thought I would go ahead and address some of Glenn's attitude
problem. "Glenn, you have been coming along pretty well. Better
than I would have expected I suppose. But I don't want to see you
glare at anyone tonight. You don't have to smile and be happy
about a bunch of old farts fucking your wife, but if I see that
glare tonight I will tan your fucking ass right there in front of
everyone. Any questions?"

Glenn had a desperate look on his face. He said he would try. I
told him that one of the poker players was going to be Jeff, and
I could see the realization of what that probably meant come over
his face. At least he would be prepared. I sent them into the
kitchen to start getting the snacks ready and I told them that
the guys would start arriving in about half an hour or so and
they were to take turns answering the door. I went into the den
and started counting out the chips. We always played nickel,
dime, and quarter with a $50 buy in. Just a fun game, nobody was
going to lose the mortgage payment here.

I finished up and was just about to take Kara into the bedroom
and have a little fun before she got busy but the doorbell rang
and Kara went to answer it. I stepped out of the den to watch. I
hadn't told anyone what to expect, the only ones that knew I had
a pair of slaves were Jeff and Gary. 

Ken was the first to arrive and the look on his face when the
door opened and he saw the beautiful and delightfully naked Kara
was worth my getting up for. He was stunned. Kara had to smile
and take him gently by the hand and pull him into the house. She
led him back to the den and he stared at her perfect butt all the
way to the den. 

He finally looked up and saw me grinning at him and said, "What
the fuck!"

I laughed and Kara went to get him a drink. I had been thinking
about what I was going to tell everyone and decided that I would
tell them almost nothing. I would tell my friends that these were
my slaves and for the evening they would be at their disposal for
fetching drinks and snacks and performing any other services that
they felt were necessary.

I thought I would save myself a lot of time if I waited until
everyone was here before I explained. 

Kara was delivering Ken's drink and as he took the drink from her
he said to her reverently, "My god girl, you're beautiful!" Kara
smiled at him and said, "Thank you sir." 

The bell rang again and Ken got up to watch the next person
arriving. He got another surprise when he saw Glenn in a tiny
g-string answer the door. I watched too as Bob came in and
followed Glenn back to the den. 

Bob walked into the den saying, "OK, what's the fucking joke?"
Then he saw Kara and stopped talking. Glenn took his drink order
and left the room. I asked him to wait for an explanation, I only
wanted to have to do this once. 

Glenn came back with Bob's beer and we sat and talked as if there
were not a naked woman and a nearly naked man in the room. I took
fifty dollars from Ken and Bob and we went out into the hallway
when the bell rang again and it was Kara's turn again. Jeff came
in and his eyes lit up when he saw Kara. He grabbed her and
squeezed her ass and gave her a big kiss. 

Ken and Bob looked at me to see if I was going to kill Jeff and
they were really confused when I smiled. Jeff ordered a beer from
Kara and joined us in the den. 

The bell rang again and Jess and Snoop arrived together. They
were our two token black friends. Snoop got his nickname because
of a remarkable resemblance to the rapper of the same name. As
soon as Glenn opened the door they both cracked up. They figured
it was some kind of joke on them and they were laughing so hard
they didn't see Kara until they were in the den. 

"Holy shit!" they both said at the same time. We laughed at them
and as I was taking their money Gary finally showed up. At last
the gang was all here. When I had everyone's money and everyone
had a drink I dealt to see who would deal first. Then, while Jess
started dealing I explained all the flesh running around and just
generally looking good.

"As Jeff and Gary are already aware, I have two slaves. They are
here more or less against their will. That is to say they are not
willing participants in these activities. They will, however, do
anything and everything they are told to do and you are all more
than welcome to take whatever liberties you desire, as long as
nobody gets hurt. Jess, that means you can't fuck anyone's ass. I
saw that cock of yours and I don't want to have to take my slaves
to the doctor to get their butts fixed. Other than that you may
use either or both of them as you see fit."

Their was a mild chuckle when I warned off Jess, but everyone was
still looking at me and waiting for the punch line. I picked up
my cards and we started playing poker. I fielded a couple of
questions. Snoop wanted to know why I had a dude for a slave and
I told him they came as a set, they were married. There were
several more 'NO SHITs' when they found out my slaves were a
married couple. There were some questions about how I came to own
a couple but I ducked those. I'm not sure why. I think that the
mystery was more exciting than the facts. 

There were several questions about Glenn. Did I actually have sex
with him, was I gay or something, things along that line. I was
as honest as I could be. I told them that I was not gay, or even
bi as far as I know. I just got off on the idea of making him do
shit in front of his wife and humiliating both of them. And
besides, he was starting to get pretty good at blowjobs. 

"He's a good fuck too." Jeff said, with a shit eating grin on his
face.

Everyone looked at Jeff and Bob asked, "You knew about this?"

"Yeah," Jeff said, still smiling, or maybe leering was closer to
it. "I fucked both of them already. And I ain't no faggot either.
In fact, I took the dudes ass cherry. And I don't care what
anyone says, it felt damned good!"

Everyone looked at Glenn and he stood looking like he wanted to
crawl under the rug and disappear. 

The deal was going around and I was doing pretty well. I think my
friends were having trouble concentrating. Ken called Kara over
and told her to get him another beer. When she returned he took
the beer and set it down and then he ran his hands over her body,
watching her reaction. 

She didn't resist and he enjoyed the feel of her taught young
body for a moment before asking her, "So, you're a slave. You are
here against your will, is that right?"

Kara glanced at me and then looked back at Ken and nodded. 

Ken continued, "But you will do anything I ask?"

Kara nodded again and Ken asked, "But you won't like it?"

This time Kara kind of smiled a little and shrugged. 

"You will like it?" Ken asked, incredulously.

"I don't like being a slave," Kara finally answered out loud. "I
would not be here of my own free will. But I can't lie. I have
been made to do a lot of things that I would never have done of
my own free will, not ever in my life. They wouldn't even have
occurred to me. I have discovered that, even when it is bad, it
can sometimes be very good." She smiled at Ken and said, "It
feels pretty good right now, actually." 

Ken was moving his fingers lightly over her pussy and she was
obviously enjoying it. 

Ken looked at me and asked, "So how does this work? If I want to
become better acquainted with the help is there a room I can use
or do I just whip it out right here?"

I laughed and responded, "If you want to whip it out right here
then I want you to feel free to whip it out right here. If,
you're feeling a little shy in front of Jess then I have the
spare bedroom set up for intermissions, or whatever you want to
call them. There is a pile of clean towels in there, make sure
you have your nasty butt on one of them if you use the bed. Also,
I don't want to tell anyone what to do, but I gotta tell you
about something I did the other day that was a huge turn on for
me. I had Kara sucking my cock and good old Glenn licking my
balls. I got to tell you, pervert that I am, watching a married
couple with their faces touching, sucking and licking me off was
worth the price of admission!

Ken folded his card, he had no idea what he had anyway, and he
stood up and grabbed Kara and said, "Come on darlin', let's go
mess up a towel."

Sweet Kara smiled at him and trotted right after him. 

Jeff called after Ken as he left, "You pussy! What's the matter,
afraid we'd laugh at your little pee pee?" Everyone laughed, but
Ken kept moving.

Jeff called Glenn over and pulled his cock out. He put Glenn on
his knees and the other guys were staring in shock as Glenn
started sucking Jeff off. A couple of the guys looked like they
were going to puke, but it was obvious that Glenn was getting
pretty good at this. Jeff came in a few minutes and it didn't
bother him at all that everyone was watching and most of them
thought he was nuts letting another guy touch his cock. I like
Jeff, he's my kind of pervert!

Ken came back in about ten minutes with a shit eating grin on his
face. Kara came back a few minutes later, after she cleaned up a
little and she was smiling too. She saw Jeff putting his cock
away and stopped smiling when she realized that her husband had
just sucked another cock. That's good, it takes a lot of the fun
out of it if she enjoys it too much.

When Kara came back in Jess said, "Deal me out." He took Kara by
the hand and said, "Let's go into that other room and let me show
you why I ain't allowed to fuck your pretty ass baby."

The card game was going pretty slow, but everyone seemed to be
having fun. Jess wasn't gone more than a couple of minutes before
we started hearing Kara screaming, "Fuck me! Harder! Harder! Fuck
that big black cock into me god damn you!"

We were all getting a kick out of that. Well, everyone but Glenn.
And I suppose we were all just a little jealous as well. I can't
recall ever making a woman scream like that!

As the game went on and everyone took their turns, mostly with
Kara although Ken decided to try out my suggested husband and
wife blowjob, I started telling everyone about what happened when
we went to the strip club the other night. They all said that
they would have loved to have seen that and when I told them I
had a DVD of it we just said the hell with the came. I cashed
everyone out, which wasn't hard since I had already won a large
amount of their money, and we went into the living room. I waited
for Snoop to finish up in the bedroom and for him and Kara to
join us and then I started the DVD.

Soon after it started Kara and Glenn both found themselves going
around the room giving blowjobs as we watched the movie.

Ken decided that instead of a blowjob he wanted to fuck her while
he watched the rest of the movie and though he had already fucked
her and gotten a blowjob from her he managed to get another nut
in less than fifteen minutes. 

When he was done and she had cleaned him up I ordered Glenn to
clean her up. Everyone but Jeff watched in awe as Kara leaned
back on the carpet and Glenn licked her thighs and her pubic area
until she was clean, and then ate the cum from her swollen cunt.
He even was nice enough to finish off by sucking her clit while
she had another orgasm. I thought that was considerate.

Finally everyone was sated and we all agreed to meet at the Joker
tomorrow night at eight. I told my slaves to see everyone out and
then they were to join me in the bedroom. They could clean up
tomorrow.

I got undressed and got in bed and since Kara had been through so
much and was pretty worn out I had Glenn suck me off while Kara
licked my balls. It had been a pretty stimulating evening and I
didn't last much longer than fifteen minutes. Then I sent Glenn
into the other bedroom and I curled up and cuddled with Kara and
went to sleep with her warm soft tit in my hand and my soft cock
grasped tightly between her thighs.

In the morning we all had breakfast and then, while Glenn went
out and did my yard work, Kara and I had a morning quickie and
then took a nice long shower together. 

I needed to go grocery shopping so we got dressed and headed for
the grocery store. On the way there we passed one of those sexy
lingerie stores and I stopped so that we could go in and look
around. 

I picked out two more outfits for Kara, one was a tiny skirt that
came just below her crotch, but was slit up the sides all the way
to the waist. To go with that I selected a loose fitting crop top
with large armholes so that she was going to have to be very
careful not to expose herself through them. 

The other outfit, which I made her wear out when we left, was a
tiny, silky slip that only covered her butt when she stood very
straight. It had a flippy little skirt and the material was so
thin that you could see the bumps around her aureole. She put it
on and looked in the mirror and looked at me as if she didn't
think I had the nerve to be seen in public with her wearing it.
she was embarrassed, but I swear she was daring me to make her
wear it!

I paid for the two outfits and we went out to the car. I put the
bag in the trunk and held the door for her. It wasn't possible to
sit in that slip and not expose her pussy. I loved it! This was
just a tiny undergarment, not one of those slip-dresses. The girl
was all but naked, and as I said before, it looked very good on
her.

We went to the grocery store. I made her push the buggy at first.
I wanted to walk behind and watch at first. When she raised her
arms to push the buggy it was enough to uncover an inch of her
butt. I walked about twenty feet behind her and watched the other
customers react. I was going to have to start carrying around a
movie camera. Men and women both were stopping and turning to
watch her walk down the aisle with their mouths wide open. I
wanted to run up behind her and fuck her right then and there.

I took over pushing the buggy and, except for a few opportune
moments when I made her get something off of a lower shelf when a
lone male customer would be watching, I did the rest of the
shopping and just let her tag along and look sexy.

As we walked the aisles I asked her, "I bet your pussy is
dripping wet right now, isn't it?"

She nodded and I asked, "Have you always been an exhibitionist,
or did you just find out when I made you do it that it made you
hot?"

"The idea of it always excited me," she answered. "But I have
never done anything before. I never would have had the nerve. And
Glenn would have had a fit if I tried! But I can remember a
couple of times that I accidentally exposed a little too much and
the excitement far outweighed the embarrassment."

I asked her to tell me about those accidental exposures. 

"The first time was really nothing," she responded. "I was in a
restaurant and realized that two gentlemen at a table on a lower
level were able to look right up my skirt. I quickly brought my
thighs together and I was so embarrassed, but there was a hot
feeling that just coursed right up my spine. I didn't realize
until the second time what it was. We were at the beach and I was
swimming in my conservative two piece suit. You saw the white
marks, you know how conservative it is. Well I was playing in the
surf when suddenly I got hit by a huge wave and knocked head over
heels. I finally got back on my feet and stood up choking and
spitting water and pulling my hair out of my face. I know it was
at least thirty seconds before I realized that my top was around
my neck! I instantly ducked under water and put my bra back on,
but I heard several whistles and I knew that people had seen my
breasts. I was horrified, but I felt that feeling again, and this
time it was much more intense. This time I realized what it was.
I was aroused because some strange men had seen my breasts. But
instead of being able to enjoy it, I was shocked at myself and I
convinced myself that those feelings were evil and was always
careful after that. About everything."

"And now?" I asked.

She shivered as she thought about it. Then she said, "I am still
terribly embarrassed, every time. Even when nobody can see me.
Like when I am inside and walking around naked and nobody can see
me, it is still embarrassing because......I don't know, it just
is. And when you are exposing me in public, like last night at
the card game, or now in this little slip, I am twice as
embarrassed, but I am constantly aroused. I want to hide, I want
to be fully dressed, but at the same time I am dripping wet and I
want you to make me do more and worse things. I know that is
awful. And I bet you hate hearing that it turns me on. I have to
admit that I think much of what I am being forced to do will be a
pleasant memory once it is over. I just hope you don't destroy
Glenn, and our marriage."

"You know," I responded, "I actually think Glenn is starting to
come around. It is harder for him, of course, and I was worried
about his ego for a while. I enjoy bending him, I don't want to
break him. I will be careful. I have to warn you that I have some
plans for you that are beyond anything you have even considered.
You may or may not look back on it and think of it as a pleasant
memory, but I am pretty sure you will be as challenged as the
first time Glenn sucked a cock or ate you out after you were
fucked. I have gone back and forth with myself, and I have pretty
much decided that you can take it and I want to see it."

I didn't even look around to see if anyone was watching, I
reached under her slip and put two fingers in her pussy and she
had to hold onto my shoulder as she came just from being touched.
While she was sucking my fingers clean I saw two girls, around 14
or 15 years old watching with mouths agape. When they saw me
looking at them they laughed loudly and took off like they were
being chased. Kara laughed and we pushed the cart to checkout.

The young man who was bagging my groceries couldn't take his eyes
off of Kara. That would explain what happened to my bread! The
old lady checking us out, however, could not stop shaking her
head. You could tell she wanted to say something to Kara. 

We went out to my car with the bag boy pushing the cart. I opened
the trunk and suggested to the bag boy that he hold onto the cart
while Kara put the groceries in the car. 

Kara smiled at me and started putting the 25 or 30 little plastic
bags of groceries in the trunk, taking her time, bending way over
and at times completely exposing her ass and her pussy. I watched
both of them. The kid had a hard on that would cut glass, I felt
sorry for him. When she had put the groceries away I closed the
trunk and made Kara lay on her stomach in the back seat. I held
the back door open and told the boy that if he stood in the door
my girlfriend would give him his tip. He looked at me, wondering
what the trick was, but he didn't move so I put my hand on his
shoulder and gently urged him in between the car and the door. I
watched for anyone from law enforcement while Kara pulled his
zipper down and pulled his hard cock out, with great difficulty.
She licked it all over and just barely managed to get her lips
around the head when he shot his load, filling her mouth to
overflowing. Honestly, it was leaking out around the head of his
cock and down her chin! He finally stopped cumming and she was
able to swallow and then lick him clean, as well as scoop the cum
up off of her chin. She smiled up at him and said, "That was
sweet, thank you."

I asked him if that was his first blowjob and he said, well he
more like groaned, "Oh god, yes sir. Thank you sir. I mean thank
you ma'am! He was twitching and moaning as Kara gently tucked his
cock back into his pants and zipped him up. It is a good thing he
had the cart to lean on as he made his way back to the store.

I pulled Kara out of the car and closed the back door. I opened
the passenger door and pulled her close and kissed on her wet,
puffy, cum tainted lips. She put her arms around my neck and
molded her body to mine. Where the hell was this woman when I was
in my twenties?! Oh yeah, she wasn't born yet. 

I got in and drove home. Neither of us said a word all the way
home. 

We put the groceries away and then I checked up on Glenn. He was
doing a great job, better than I ever did. Everything was edged
and trimmed and neat. I was impressed, though I did think he was
still way too anal. I praised the job he had done and I told him
to go ahead and put everything up and join me and Kara for lunch.
Then he could go to the slave quarters and take a shower and get
some clean clothes.

I went back in the house and got beers out for all three of us as
Kara finished up making us each a hot ham and cheese sandwich.
The girl does everything well! Best ham and cheese I ever had.

After we ate I sent Glenn home to clean up and told him to be
back when he was ready. He suggested that since he was already
hot and sweaty that he go ahead and do the yard work at the slave
quarters, unless I had something planned for earlier than our
planned trip to the strip club. I thought that sounded
intelligent and told him to go ahead. 

After Kara cleaned up the kitchen I took her back into the
bedroom and took my clothes off. I was finally going to fuck her
sweet ass. I had decided that while watching her clean up the
kitchen.

I put her on the bed and started kissing and fondling her all
over. She was getting into it and I gently rolled her over and
started at the back of her neck and kissed her all the way down
to her toes. Then I worked my way back up to her butt and started
licking her butt and kissing it and then I dipped my finger in
her pussy and used the juice to start gently probing her asshole.
I was gentle and patient and after she had relaxed a little I
pulled a tube of KY out of the nightstand and lubed her up with
that. Then I started stretching her out with two and then three
fingers. I was very careful not to hurt her. I had never fucked
an ass before. I wasn't ever very attracted to anal sex. But this
butt was so cute I had to try it. 

When she was comfortable with three fingers I lubed my cock up
good and pulled her to her knees. She moaned as I pushed into
her, but it didn't sound like pain. I took it real slow and easy.
Once I had a couple of inches in her I reached around and started
gently rubbing her clit as I continued inching deeper and deeper.


It was fantastic! Her asshole was the tightest, hottest, most
incredible fuck I had ever had! I started picking up the pace and
she was moaning, "Oh yes, god yes! Fuck me! Oh god that feels so
fucking good! Fuck me! Harder! I love it! Cum in me!" 

And then she came, hard. That was all I could take. I exploded
deep in her ass and held on she bucked and screamed her pleasure
so loud I thought surely the neighbors would hear it.

I collapsed to the side and fought to catch my breath. Kara was
laying down beside me and shuddering, still having little orgasms
 as she wound down. 

I was just about to take her in my arms and hug her when she
moved down and lovingly cleaned my cock and balls. Then I pulled
her up and hugged her and kissed her affectionately. 

I told her I had never done that before. I had never had the
desire to until I saw her ass. 

She smiled and said that until the cop and then one of my friends
started using her she never had either. But this was the first
time she had an orgasm doing it. She had truly enjoyed this. It
was one of her best fucks ever. We held each other and kissed for
a while before we had to get up and take a shower. But of course,
a shower with Kara was always something to look forward to.

After we dried off and I dressed, we went out to the living room.
Kara brought us both a beer and I pulled her down into my lap.
She asked me if she could ask a question. I was afraid I knew
what it was but I said OK. 

She was wondering about the terrible things I was planning on
doing to her. The way I had said it scared her. 

I didn't want to say too much. One of the things I wanted to be a
complete surprise. I reminded her that I would always be careful
that she was not harmed. I told her that the manager of the strip
club had suggested that an empty room be turned into a small
theater with a half dozen rows of seats and a small raised stage.
Tickets to the theater would be very expensive, and by invitation
only. A small crowd of nasty perverts with more money than sense,
basically. And she would star in a series of sex shows. The shows
would be recorded and the DVDs sold to people on a special list
that enjoy kinky sex. They would not be available to the general
public.

As I talked I was toying with her pussy and nuzzling her tit and
kissing her neck and she was getting hot all over again. She was
moaning softly as I caressed her and she softly asked, "What kind
of shows?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" I asked.

She managed to open her eyes and look me in the eye and thought
about it for a moment and then said, "You will protect me?" 

"I can't say you won't be hurt, but you won't be harmed." 

She didn't say anything for a while. She had her arm around my
neck and was still enjoying what I was doing. Then she almost
whispered, "We are going to have a problem, aren't we?"

I knew what she meant. I was already all too aware of it. In a
matter of days I was beginning to fall hard for this beautiful,
young, married, sexpot. I wanted nothing more than to take her
from her wimpy husband. But that would be wrong. I may be a
pervert, but I pride myself on being honorable.

I sighed deeply and said, "Yes. Letting you go is going to be the
hardest thing I have ever done. But it would be wrong of me to
interfere in your marriage. I know that sounds strange,
considering what I have done to you two. I have to admit things
aren't going exactly like I had envisioned them."

"Well," she said, still whispering in my ear, "let's not worry
about it until the time comes. Maybe you can buy up all the
businesses in town and make sure Glenn never gets another job."

It was almost four when Glenn finally showed up. I had been
holding Kara in my lap all that time. When he came into the room
in his little g-string I pushed Kara off of my lap and suggested
that they go into the guest room and do whatever. They looked at
me strangely but held hands and went off to the bedroom. I called
after them that they had an hour before they had to start getting
ready.

I stretched out on the couch and took a nap for an hour. I woke
up with Kara kissing me gently and saying they were ready. I
opened my eyes and as Kara stood up I saw Glenn watching
emotionlessly. I really didn't understand him!

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth again and washed my
face and I put on a fresh shirt. When I went out Glenn was by the
door getting dressed but Kara didn't know what I wanted her to
wear. I decided that I really liked the little slip and she put
that back on. 

We got to the club a little early. None of my poker buddies had
showed up yet. It wasn't crowded yet and we took a large table
near the corner of the stage, close but not in the way.

We didn't even have to order. Drinks arrived not long after we
sat down. I looked back, but didn't see the manager yet. I told
my slaves to sit tight and went to the bar. I asked if  the
manager, Dave, was in his office. The bartender smiled when he
saw me, he knew he was in for a show tonight. He nodded and told
me to go on back.

I knocked on the door and Dave yelled enter. I went in and
thanked him for the drinks. I told him that I had thought it over
and was willing to let him use Kara for the shows, and Glenn if
he wanted him. But I emphasized that they were not to be harmed,
or hurt unnecessarily. I suggested we start slow and work our way
up, or perhaps down would be more correct.

Dave said, "Great, it's a deal! I will call you when the theater
is ready and the first show is set up. Do you have any plans for
tonight?"

"Last time I was in here went pretty well, I thought I would just
see what happens rather than try to orchestrate something. Why,
do you have an idea?"

"Yeah, I have a couple of ideas. You are right. That last show
was very hot. I was thinking another similar show, but then
letting your girl go into the audience and offer lap dances for a
while."

I thought about that but suggested a counter offer. "I have a
half dozen friends coming in to watch the show tonight. She is
going to have to take care of you, the cops, my friends, and me.
That is going to be a lot of cock. The going in the audience
thing could get out of hand. How about if you select one or two
guys from the audience and let her give them lap dances on stage.
Maybe without the normal restrictions?"

Dave smiled and said that appealed to him. He would let the cops
know what was going on in advance and he would talk to his girl
and have her give Kara a lap dancing lesson.

Dave followed me out to the table and I introduced him to Ken and
Jess and Snoop. The others hadn't arrived yet. He told my friends
that drinks were on him tonight, then he went off and spoke with
the two cops for a while. They looked over at Kara and smiled and
she smiled back and waved at them. Then the manager went
backstage. 

Several times over the next hour or so men came over to the table
and told Kara how much they enjoyed her show last time and how
hot she was. She seemed to enjoy the attention and thanked each
of her admirers sincerely.

All the poker players were here now and we were short a chair at
our table so we had Kara take turns sitting on everyone's lap for
a while. They all enjoyed getting their hands under that little
nothing of a slip and Kara was getting really primed for her
show.

We had been watching the show, such as it was, and sipping our
drinks. I stuck with beer, they can't water down a bottle of
beer. The show was just as bad as it was the last time we were
here. The girls all looked like they were in a trance and moved
around like they were half asleep. You would have thought that
the fact that nobody was tipping them would have given them a
clue. Maybe they don't wake up until later in the night, or the
early hours of the morning. The guys in the audience were paying
almost no attention to them as they dance. You would think it
would be hard on a woman's ego to be naked in a room full of
horny, half drunk men and everyone is ignoring you. I think all
the men were  looking forward to Kara's next show. 

Just before nine PM the dancer from last time came out and gave
Kara a big hug and said hello to everyone. Then she took Kara's
hand and off they went, back stage. I noticed as soon as they
went back stage that men started moving toward the stage.

The next act was finally announced and here came the stripper and
Kara, to thunderous applause. I felt a surge of pride. Hell, she
was my