Chapter 11: Work-Life Balance
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Chloe woke to her alarm Monday morning, every inch of her body tender, every muscle sore. It took all her willpower to get herself up for work. She thought, briefly, of calling in sick, but she didn't want to be here, in case Jamal came to her house. He might expect that she might stay home, and come to call on her.
She took another shower, carefully shaving her pussy, then got herself dressed. She glanced at her underwear as she took out a pair of socks, but did not take any. She pulled her pants on up over her bare, bald pussy, as Jamal had told her to do. It felt strange to know she would be in the courthouse, talking with judges and colleagues - not to mention criminals - with no panties on. She hoped Jamal would not try to visit her there.
She arrived at work early, and went about her day. At first, she was paranoid that Jamal would appear, but as the day progressed, she began to settle back into routine. The day went by absolutely normally.
Normally, until 4:30. That was when she got a text from a number she didn't recognize.
78 Gerald St 7pm
She stared at her phone for a long time, the illusion of her return to normalcy slowing fading away. She texted back.
Who is this?
There was a long pause where she waited anxiously, though of course, she knew who it must be.
The name stared up at her from the glowing surface of her phone, and she sighed. What choice did she have? Sexual slavery or prison. At least this way, she still had her career, her reputation, and some part of her life to herself. Despite what people thought, life in prison was pretty bad, and a prosecutor's life in prison would be much worse. She texted back.
Will be there at 7
When it was sent, she waited to see if there would be anything else. When a minute or so had passed with nothing more, she closed her phone and went back to the file she had been reviewing. She didn't think about what was going to happen at seven. She was going to have to learn to snap in and out of roles, if this was her new life.
At six-thirty, she finished with her work and headed out to her car. She put the address into her GPS and it estimated twenty minutes, which is about what she had expected. She set out, more aware of her lack of panties than she had been for most of the day.
The house at 78 Gerald was large, and set well back from the road, up a hill with trees all along the driveway. It was a little before seven when she parked, but she decided to head in. She walked up the steps to a large white door and pushed the doorbell. It was Taesha who answered, a few moments later.
She was naked, the rings through her nipples glinting in the sunlight. She smiled at Chloe as she opened the door, and embraced her. They kissed in the doorway, Chloe opening her mouth to let Taesha's tongue in. She found Taesha's hand, and their fingers intertwined as they kissed. Chloe felt herself reacting and broke off the kiss. Taesha looked a little embarrassed, but continued to hold her hand until they were inside, and in the living room.
"Jamal said for you to get undressed. He'll be out in a minute."
Taesha sat down on the couch and watched as Chloe got herself undressed. As she removed her bra, she fiddled with her own rings, her nipples still tender. She looked over and saw that Taesha was lightly rubbing herself as she watched Chloe. Her breathing a little quicker, Chloe folded her clothes, and was soon as naked as Taesha. She had only just finished when Jamal came into the room.
He was dressed in a button-down shirt and dress pants, and he was holding two long black dildos attached to some kind of leather strapping. He handed one each to the women.
"I'm going to have just one of you spend the night with me tonight. The other can go home. Taesha, apparently had some experience with the thing they'd been given, as she was busy fastening it around her waist. Chloe had never seen one before, but she recognized that it must be a strap-on.
She looked at how Taesha had arranged the straps on the thing, and started putting hers on. If fastened around the waist easily enough, but she did have a bit of difficulty with the other two straps. As she tried to get them fastened, Taesha came over and helped her. Soon one of the straps was fastened securely around her left thigh.
Seeing, now, how this worked, Chloe worked on the second strap. As she was getting it into place, she felt Tasha's hand on her inner thigh, sliding slowly upward. She looked down and saw her friend looking up at her with a slight smile, and then felt a finger slide along her wet pussy, then push up into her. She let out a little whimper as she got the third strap fastened.
Jamal came over then, and Taesha stood as he tugged on the harnesses, apparently satisfied with what he found.
"Both of you, bend over the couch, please."
Chloe turned to face the couch, and bent over next to her friend. In a few seconds, she felt Jamal spreading lubrication all over her crack and then sliding his fingers up into her ass, getting her well lubricated. When he was done with her, she remained bent over as he moved behind Taesha, presumably to do the same with her. Soon enough, he stood back from them.
"Now, at attention, please."
The two women stood and faced their Master, feet spread, arms at their sides, and eyes on his, as he had taught them. Chloe felt the unfamiliar weight of the rubber dildo wagging, down near her pussy. Jamal dripped a little bit of lubricant onto each of the dildos as he spoke.
"This evening, you will be competing to be the one who stays with me tonight. Whichever slut manages to fuck the other in her asshole will spend the night here with me. The loser will be sent home." He smiled. "Since I know you two care so much for each other, I expect a good fight. You can start any time."
Chloe looked over at Taesha, a little unsure, but Taesha was already advancing on her. She was bigger than Chloe, and stronger. She grabbed at Chloe, taking hold of her arms, then around her body, trying to wrench her to the ground. Chloe fought back feebly, barely able to keep her feet under her.
"Taesha," she whispered, "Please let me do this for you."
She grunted as Taesha twisted her sharply around and then pushed her down over the arm of the couch, falling on top of her. She felt the head of the rubber cock searching between her cheeks and she rolled sharply away, falling hard on the floor next to the couch.
Taesha had apparently not expected any fight, and so she was momentarily stunned, still bent over the arm of the couch as Chloe got quickly up. Chloe moved in behind her before she could recover, and put her own dildo into position and pushed forward. Taesha's head lifted up sharply as the rubber cock slid forward, into her. Jamal's voice came from behind her.
"Looks like we have a winner."
"No," Taesha gasped, "No, she's in my pussy, Jamal." Chloe looked down, and saw that she was, indeed, buried to the hilt in Taesha's pussy.
"Fuck." she said, and pulled back and out. She gripped the strap-on cock and extended her finger along the side of it, and a little past the end. She was able to hold Taesha down against the arm of the couch, mostly because she couldn't get any traction, flailing her feet wildly.
Chloe felt between Taesha's crack, finding her tight little asshole, squeezed shut against her. She pushed the tip of her finger in, guiding the head of her dildo into position, feeling glad that she would be able to give Taesha a night of rest. Just as she was about to push into her ass, though, Taesha squirmed violently, thrashing her way forward, onto the couch and out from under her. Both women got to their feet and faced one another.
"Just let me do this, and you can go home." Chloe said. Taesha just shook her head and then lunged at her again. Before Chloe knew what was happening, her arm was pinned behind her back, and she was pushed, face-first, into a wall. Her tits mashed up against the cool surface, and she felt Taesha pushing against her crack. She twisted away, breaking free, and turning to face her friend again.
This time, Chloe grabbed at Taesha, catching hold of her wrists. She just wasn't strong enough, though, and Taesha easily broke free, grabbing hold of her body, knocking her first to her knees, and then flat on her stomach. Her tits squished painfully into the floor as she felt Taesha's knees between her thighs, pushing them open. She tried to resist, but she was too out of breath, and too tired. Taesha's dildo pressed against her asshole, and she relaxed, unable to do anything to prevent it from pushing forward, spreading her asshole open, and sliding in.
Taesha penetrated Chloe in one long, slow movement, but she didn't stop there. She rolled onto her side, pulling Chloe with her, and then began to fuck her ass, holding Chloe's exhausted body immobilized as she did it. She moved her hand around, reaching for Chloe's pussy, finding her clit and rubbing her there. Chloe felt an orgasm coming almost immediately.
"Jamal, please may I cum?" she tried not to sound frantic.
"Can you cum without touching your pussy?" Taesha immediately stopped rubbing her, but continued fucking her asshole slowly.
"Nnnnnnngghh, yes Sir, please Sir..."
"Are you an anal slut, Chloe?"
"Yes, Sir. I'm an anal slut, Jamal." She was still close to cumming. Every muscle in her body felt like it was tensed, holding herself at the edge of orgasm as Taesha slowly fucked her asshole.
"Cum." he said.
She arched her back as she began cumming, letting out a low, choked moan. "Ngthank you, Ngh... Ngjamal..."
Taesha's hands moved up to her tits, her fingers playing over Chloe's sensitive, pierced nipples, which made her orgasm even more intense. Taesha slid a finger up through each nipple ring as she cupped Chloe's tits, and tugged gently on them as Chloe came.
Finally, after more than a full minute, Chloe's orgasm began to subside. She couldn't believe that she could have such a powerful orgasm from just anal sex and nipple stimulation. Taesha leaned forward, the strap-on dildo slipping out of Chloe's ass as she did, and put her face next to Chloe's.
"I love making you cum, Chloe." she said, and licked and kissed at her ear. Chloe turned her head and they kissed.
"That's enough Taesha. Chloe, clean off Taesha's cock."
Chloe slowly turned, then scooted herself downward so that she could take the rubber dick into her mouth, licking and sucking it clean, taking it deep into her throat as well. When she was sure she had done a good job, she let the thing slide out of her throat and mouth. She reached out and lifted the rubber strap-on cock upwards, and the pushed her face into Taesha's pussy, kissing her deeply there, pushing her tongue deep inside the other woman. Taesha let out a soft, surprised sigh.
"That's enough, Chloe."
She lifted her head again, and looked up at Taesha. "Thank you." she said.
She looked over at Jamal, who was watching the scene, leaning against the wall. He nodded to her.
"Come here, little toilet, I need to piss before you leave."
She nodded, and then went to kneel in front of him, actually happy to have the chance to give Taesha respite from at least this one distasteful task. She opened her mouth wide as Jamal pulled out his semi-hard cock and put it into her mouth.
"I'm not going to stop this time, so you'll need to swallow fast to keep up."
She nodded rapidly as he began to piss into her mouth, closing her lips around the head of his dick and swallowing the first mouthful. She kept swallowing, but the mouthfuls got larger and larger in between each swallow, until she was afraid she wouldn't be able to keep up. She swallowed hard with her mouth completely full, and almost choked, but then realized that he was slowing down rapidly. Another quick swallow, and she was able to open her mouth, letting him dribble the last of it onto her tongue.
He took a step back from her, looking down as she swallowed this last bit. "You, go home." He said, then turned his gaze to Taesha. "You, come here."
"Thank you, Jamal." Chloe said, as Taesha stood and walked over to him. Chloe carefully stood up and looked over to where she had left her clothes, but they were only her keys. She turned to Jamal who was now with Taesha, guiding her arms into position behind her back, a length of rope in his hands. "I'm sorry. Jamal... my clothes?"
"You're going home as you are, Chloe."
She looked out the window, nervously. It was getting dark, but still dusky. The house was set off from the road, but she still didn't like the idea of walking, naked, to her car, and then driving home that way. "Jamal, I..."
"You're going home as you are, Chloe. If you'd rather stay here tonight, I promise you'll both wish that you hadn't been disobedient."
Taesha's arms were now tied tightly, hand to elbow, behind her back, and he was now threading a rope between her legs and pulling it up, hard, between her pussy lips. Taesha winced as he pulled this tight, fastening it to the front of a loop that went around her belly, and then to her arms, behind her back. Whatever Jamal had planned for Taesha tonight, it would only be worse if she made problems. She caught Taesha's eye and mouthed "thank you" one last time before picking up her keys and turning to leave.
She stood tentatively at the door for a few moments, then opened it, and rushed to her car. Even though it was secluded, she felt completely exposed as she briskly walked, naked, down the unfamiliar driveway. She unlocked her car as she approached, and got herself inside as quickly as she could.
It felt strange to sit in the car naked, and it was hard to work the pedals barefoot. She tried to sit low, so that she wasn't showing off her tits to the entire world. It would be dark enough soon, but for ten or fifteen minutes, she'd be terribly visible. She started the car and turned around, then drove down the hill. She hoped to God that she didn't get pulled over.