Chapter Two

I spent the rest of the weekend working on the video. I half expected a call from Adriana, but I didn't get one. I did get a call from Delilah, asking if she could see the video. Since she had been such a good sport — I mean, she had put up with all that cumming just as a favor to me — I agreed, and we watched the finished cut together. I have to say that watching a good porn video is best done with a sexy girl on your lap, impaled on your cock

I dropped the DVD into Adriana's mailbox and waited. I was surprised that I didn't hear anything for the rest of the week, but not too surprised. I knew that she was planning a date with her boyfriend on Friday night, so I showed up at her house as she was getting ready for it.

Adriana was surprised to see me when she opened the door. I stepped inside as she asked, "What do you want?"

"Did you get the DVD?" I asked.

She blushed and nodded.

I pushed her up against the wall and pinned her hands above her head. She looked up at me, her chest already heaving. "Did you cum when you watched it?"

She knew that she shouldn't bother lying; I could always tell when she was - it made playing strip poker with her so much fun. She nodded.

"How many times?" I asked.

"Did I cum?" she asked.

"Well, I meant how many times did you watch it, but answer both now," I said.

"I don't know," she replied. "I didn't keep count.'

I smiled. That she didn't know meant that it was far more than once.

"What do you think would happen if Mike got a copy of the DVD?" I asked her. I didn't think she'd want her boyfriend seeing it; at least not yet. "Or what about if it leaked out at work?"

"You wouldn't!" she squeaked.

"I might," I told her. "If you don't do everything that I want."

"What do you want?" she asked.

"Right now," I said, pulling her to the couch and throwing her over the back of the couch. "I want you."

She braced herself on the seat of the couch as I pulled her skirt up to her hips. She was wearing a very sexy silky pair of panties. It was a shame, but they had to go. I reached into the waistband and ripped them off. I kicked her legs apart, but didn't even bother checking between her legs; I knew she was wet. I pulled my cock out and pushed it into her pussy, confirming the fact that she was soaked.

"Have you slept with him already?" I asked as I pushed in and out of her delectable pussy.

"Yes," she groaned.

"Were you going to fuck him tonight?" I asked.

"I was," she moaned.

"Does he eat you before he fucks you?" I further inquired.

"Usually," she breathed.

"How's he going to react when he is sucking at a pussy filled with cum?"

"Ohhhh!" she moaned helplessly.

"I am going to cum in you soon, little girl. Where should I cum?" I asked.

"In my mouth! Please!" she begged.

"No, I don't think so," I said. "Any other suggestions?"

I could see her head drop, then she whispered, "My ass."

"You couldn't possibly be such a big slut as to beg me to fuck your ass, could you?"

"Yes!" she screamed. "Please fuck my ass! Please cum in my ass!"

"Well, since you asked so nicely," I said spanking her ass. Before I could pull my cock out of the velvet vise of her pussy, she screamed and came. It almost messed up my plan, as it nearly made me cum, but I quickly pulled out, repositioned myself and pushed hard into her ass. She shrieked, a cross between the pain of penetration and the pleasure or orgasm. I stroked only two or three times before I was spurting into her. That girl was just too damn hot for my own good.

When I caught my breath, I pulled out, spanked her ass again and said, "Stay there." She looked worn out enough that I didn't think she would complain. I slipped into the bathroom and quickly cleaned myself up.

I went back to the living room and stood her on her feet. I shimmied her skirt down over her ass and thighs and said, "You are not to wear any panties tonight, you are not to clean up any of the cum dripping from your ass and you will fuck Mike tonight. Do you understand?"

I lifted her chin up to look into her eyes and she nodded her head. "Good girl," I said. "Now go fix your makeup and have a nice time on your date."

I left, knowing that despite the likelihood that they would have vanilla sex, I was pretty sure that she would not have a vanilla cum.

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The next week, I showed up before her date again and followed the same script. While I was having her, I asked her about the previous date. I was convinced that she followed my direction. When I asked how he liked finding her with no panties, she said that she got undressed without him noticing it. I told her that this week, she'd have to show him that she was pantiless in the car.

The following week, I changed the script up a little. After fucking her pussy and having her beg to have me cum in her ass, I said, "Not this week, little girl."

"Please," she begged. "Don't cum in my pussy."

"Oh I won't, but I don't think you'll want me cumming in your ass, either." I said.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because he'll see or feel it when you have him fuck your ass," I explained.

"What!" she exclaimed, looking back at me.

"Tonight, I want you to make a serious effort to get him to fuck your ass," I told her.

"What if he won't?" she cried.

"If I think you made a reasonable effort, then I'll be satisfied," I said. "But right now, you'd better get your mouth wrapped around my cock if you don't want your pussy defiled with my cum."

She struggled to get up, but managed to get on her knees with my slimy cock in her mouth before I blew.

As I was leaving, she asked, "Why are you doing this?"

I knelt down next to her and said, "For a few reasons. First, because I can. Second, because it makes me really, really hot to see you becoming the slut that you really are. And third, and most importantly — though I'm sure you won't see it for a while, because this is what's best for you."

When she got home late that night, she found me sitting in her living room. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"Whatever I want," I said. "However right now, I'm checking on you."

"What do you mean?" she asked.

I pushed her over the couch again and pushed her skirt up. "No panties, very good," I said.

I spread her cheeks and I saw that her asshole was red, and there was some cum leaking out. I leaned over her, pressing my body into hers.

"Very good, little girl," I told her. "You should know that if I didn't find signs of him having fucked your ass, he would have found you like this next week when he came to pick you up, with a sign stapled to your ass that said, 'Please fuck my ass'."

Adriana shuddered underneath me.

"And now, little girl, I am going to get sloppy seconds."

I pulled her up and dragged her into her bedroom. "Strip," I told her. As I took off my clothes, I watched as her magnificent tits and her wonderful body came into view. Then I got into bed with her and put her through her paces. She'd already swallowed my cum down her throat, so I completed the triple play. I left her in the morning as she slept the deep sleep of the wicked.

Over the course of the next few weeks, I ratcheted up her required level of sluttiness. One week I demanded that she come home with her ass red from a spanking. She failed me that week, and claimed that she couldn't figure out how to broach the subject, so the next week when he came to pick her up, he found her dressed in a schoolgirl uniform, and she handed him a note. The note was from a teacher to the Dean of Discipline indicating that the little girl had been disrespectful in class, and as a result needed to be paddled. She had no trouble getting a red ass that night, though they never did make it out, so I didn't get to enjoy her again later.

Another week, when he came to pick her up, there was a note on the door telling him to come in. He found a rope stretched from the front door into her bedroom, and when he got there he found her dressed only in a corset and panties, her hands tied over her head with rope, her legs bound by rope to the legs of the bed. That was another night that they never made it out of the house.

A few weeks later, Adriana asked me to dinner. I met her at the same restaurant that this all started. She was already seated when I arrived, and she was fidgety. "Just say it," I told her. "It's easier to get it over with."

Without looking up, she said, "Thank you."

"For what?" I asked.

Rather than answer with words, she held out her left hand. There was a fairly large rock in what I assumed was an engagement ring. "Does that mean that he proposed, and that you accepted?"

She nodded. "You were right. This was what was best for me. He turns me on soooo much, and we have so much fun together. This never would have happened without you."

"I'm so happy for you!" I said.

"I have something else to tell you," she said nervously. "I told Mike everything."

I gulped. This could not be good.

"Um, was that such a good idea?" I asked.

"I couldn't not," she said. "I didn't want to accept unless he really knew who I was. I even showed him the DVD."

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. I felt faint. I was already trying to figure out another town to move to.

"It's OK," she said. "He understood. In fact, he fucked me more times watching that DVD than we have ever before. He likes that you turned me into such a slut, and he likes that he discovered this about himself. So you don't have to worry."

"Whew!" I said, breathing a sigh of relief. "I'll say it again; I'm happy for you."

"There's more," she said.

"What else?" I asked.

"Well, Mike wanted me to ask you if you'd take an important role in our wedding," she said.

I looked at her like she was crazy as she explained. But two months later, she walked down the aisle with no panties and my cum dripping from both her pussy and her ass, and the kiss that she gave the groom when she said 'I do' was flavored with my cum as well.

I had started out trying to show a slut who she really was, and I had ended up showing two of them.

All's well that ends well.

The End