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Continuation of the story with two more parts, after this one,
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ENSLAVED...(Formerly Tale of a Bored Housewife) (MMMF, FFFF, BEAST)
The beginning of this story was posted originally about 7 years ago
and made the rounds of various BBS. At that time the title was
ENSLAVED.....I think that title more accurately depicts what
happens to this woman. First she is enslaved by friends and then
by her own passions.
One section of this story was written by another writer who felt he
could not do justice to the incomplete original story. His
contribution is kept within the overall story, but is moved
slightly further back in the story. For those of you who have read
the original parts, all other new parts with that exception have
been written by me. Unfortunately, having gotten this far in the
with the manifest changes being experienced by this woman, I think
this needs some more story and a really punchy ending.
If you have any suggestions please email them to me.
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ENSLAVED
PART II Chapter 1
I had spent the rest of that weekend in a daze. Saturday
afternoon when I got home, I immediately took off the clothes
Gloria had sent me away in, and threw them into the garbage in the
garage. I tried to sleep. Although I had not slept in a day and
a half, I was still to upset. I wandered around the house, but
couldn't seem to sit down. About 6:30 I ran some water for a bath.
As I lay there I began to relax. When I moved I realized how sore
I was. I think it was then that the shock wore off and the full
import of what had happened hit me. I had been raped, not just
raped but gang-raped. Not by strangers in some alley, but by
friends, and neighbors, less than two blocks from my home.
Not knowing where to turn, or what to do I moved from the tub to my
bed and eventually drifted off to sleep. When I woke up Sunday
I was still in kind of a funk. It was a cold clear day and I
forced myself to clean up around the house, etc. in preparation for
my families return from Tom's parents. I thought about Friday h) 0*0*0* night. That was the first time I had had sex with anyone other
than my husband. I was ashamed to admit it but the worst part was
the humiliation. The sex with the men had been degrading but......
When Tom and the kids got there I tried to act cheerful and welcome
them back. Karen immediately stated that she was going to run over
to see Pete. I lost control. I yelled at her, told her that she
was not going anywhere. Everyone stared at me, Karen looked
shocked but said nothing.
Tom took me aside and asked me if I was alright. I said yes, there
was nothing wrong. He went over to Karen and told her to wait
until after dinner to leave. While she was gone I was scared
silly. What would she find out over there? I did not know at the
time if Pete or Chris knew what had happened to me, it was so crazy
I did not know what to think.
The next few days went slowly. Tom repeatedly asked me what
was wrong but I could not tell him. He could never understand. I
know I was acting strangely but could not help myself. We tried to
make love several times. Each time Tom would try to approach me I
kept thinking about that Friday night. The one time we did make
love I remember comparing his lovemaking to Craig's brutal
intercourse. I didn't enjoy Tom that night at all. It was so cold
so dispassionate, I think Tom finally got the message. 10 days
later, about 7:00 one night I came down stairs and heard people
talking in the living room. "What happened last weekend, she
hasn't been the same since?" There was an edge on Tom's voice when
he spoke. "She seemed all right Friday night when she left". That
was Dave speaking, Gloria spoke up. "Steve and Marie Daniels left
with her, they were going to drop her off since it was pretty late.
I talked to Marie last week and she didn't mention anything". "Why
don't we all get together Saturday? Maybe she's just depressed and
a little get together will cheer her up." Tom agreed that that
might be a good idea. Gloria mentioned that she would try and
invite a few other people and would talk to Tom later in the week
to set it up. I realized that if someone saw me standing here they
would notice that I had been eavesdropping. I went on down into
the living room. Gloria and Dave were there with Tom. Gloria
smiled warmly and mentioned that since she hadn't heard from me in
a while they thought they would stop by. I mumbled hello, and sat
next to Tom. We sat and talked for about 45 minutes. Everything
seemed so, so...normal. After they left I wondered if that night
had really happened. I wanted to forget and they acted as if
nothing had changed.
I tried to talk Tom out of going but he was adamant. Saturday
morning came and I saw that I had no choice. I pretended to be
sick, and that was not far from the truth but the kids were eager
to leave and Tom seemed intent on dragging me there. I put on some
jeans and a blouse and we left to walk over there. As we walked
down the street I took stock of my family. Tom was 36, a fairly
successful attorney and his practice was just beginning to come
into its own. After some hard years it looked like he was in the h) 0*0*0* process of becoming one of the most prominent local attorneys. He
was 5'10", 175 lbs and stayed in great shape. I was extremely
proud of him. When I married him I had misgivings. He was a
wonderful person, extremely dependable and I knew he could take
care of me but he was a little to staid, to damn dependable. I
realized as I looked at him that I had made the right choice. I
cared for him deeply and he was a wonderful husband and father. I
looked at Karen my 14 year old. She was a sophomore in high
school, well behaved and normally easy to handle. Many of my
friends envied me because Karen and I seemed to have so few
problems. Her figure had been developing faster than I wanted to
see though, I worried about her. She went out with Pete, Gloria's
16 year old and I felt that he was to wild for he. Scott my 12
year old was skinny as a beanpole, a little awkward but he was
moving out of the awkward stage and I was quite proud of him.
Linda our youngest was 11, she was a little monster, I loved her
dearly though, she was my favorite. Tom accused me of spoiling
her. All in all I was extremely proud of my family.
I looked up and saw that we had almost reached Gloria's house.
I was a little nervous but Tom had told me that we could leave
after a little if I still didn't feel better. If he only knew!!!
Dave met us at the door. Behind him stood Mona who had been Karen
and Scott's 5th grade teacher. I heard voices in the living room
and I saw Phil, Gloria's brother and a young women I didn't know.
While Dave introduced me to Phil and his date (Denise). Mona took
Tom off to the side and they appeared to be engaged in an earnest
discussion. The kids disappeared upstairs. I realized that I was
the only woman not wearing a skirt or a dress. Gloria came out of
the kitchen, welcomed us and asked if Mona or I could give her a
hand in the kitchen for a moment. Mona grabbed my hand and almost
dragged me into the kitchen. Once there she placed her hand over
my mouth while Gloria picked up a cup of some bright red sauce and
splashed it on my white blouse. Gloria spoke loudly, "I'm terribly
sorry". She went on for a moment while Mona relaxed her grip but
kept a hand on my arm and quietly said. "Cooperate with me Joan
and today will be fairly easy for you." Before I could answer Mona
pulled me out of the kitchen, I tried to look embarrassed, not
scared. I knew somehow that that was how they wanted me to act
while Gloria announced how clumsy she was. Mona offered to take me
home to change clothes, while Gloria continued to act sympathetic
and apologize. The show was clearly for Tom's benefit. I
understood from the pressure of Mona's fingers that I was to accept
her offer. I did.
She drove me the 2 blocks to my home silently. I asked her
what was going on, for a moment I was outraged but when she offered
to take me back and allow Gloria to tell Tom what I had really done
2 weeks earlier I became a little scared (terrified) and went along
with her. She pulled up into my driveway, I got out and began
walking towards the back door. She stopped me. "When you enter a
home alone you will use the back door, when you are with someone
else, you will ensure that they at least use the front". I
looked at her as if to ask what in the world but thought better of h) 0*0*0* it. She went up the stairs and straight into my bedroom. I
watched her as she went through my closet. She was tall about
5'8", blonde hair, blue eyes, single and about 31 or 32 years old.
She had a good body and as I remembered she had always liked to
flaunt it. She was wearing a long black skirt, but it was slit to
mid thigh. I had seen when we had walked into Gloria's home that
Tom had noticed her. I had felt a tinge of jealousy. After going
through my closet for a moment she turned to me and told me to get
out all my skirts, pumps or heels, tan or flesh covered panty hose,
and sweaters. She would choose what I was to wear. I complied
with her demand. As I bent down to get out my shoes I bumped into
her. She grabbed my hair and slapped me twice across the face.
She didn't hit me hard but I was shocked. Tears rolled down my
face. "Hurry up, if we don't get back in a few minutes Gloria will
be getting out the picture album she created for you last week and
showing Tom and your kids what a good show you put on."
After I had lain everything out she picked out 2 pair of shoes,
plain black pumps and plain white ones, several pair of panty hose
and a sweater. She made me try on several skirts. Finally she
made me put on the black pumps, panty hose, a knee length black
skirt and a red turtle neck. She put several skirts, the white
pumps and some panty hose into a shopping bag. As she turned to go
almost as an afterthought she told me to show her what kind of
sweaters Karen had. She picked out a sweater that I had given
Karen for her birthday, a beautiful white angora sweater. She
placed that in her shopping bag and we left.
When we got back they were all sitting down to dinner. Gloria sat
Tom down at one table and Mona quickly grabbed the empty seat to
his right. I felt Phil's hand guide me to a seat at the other
table. I looked over at Tom, he smiled at me and started to say
something. Right about then Mona placed her hand on his arm and he
turned to talk to her. I sat down between Phil and Denise. I
wasn't very hungry. I picked at my food. Phil tried to make small
talk and so did Denise. About halfway through the dinner I felt
Phil's hand on my leg. He started at the knee and slid his hand
between my skirt and leg. While smiling at my daughter and asking
her about a party she had gone to with Pete he fondled my thigh up
to my panties. We both acted as if nothing was happening. Denise
looked at him and in a very sotto voice, told him to "leave her
alone,......for now" they both laughed at that and after that they
pretty much ignored me.
After dinner Gloria grabbed me and guided me into the kitchen.
I could hear Tom talking to Phil and Mona just outside the door.
She told me that Dave had something to show me. He came up from
the basement and motioned for me to follow him down. I went down
behind him, upstairs I could hear the voices of the others. He
took me to the corner where I had spent the night 2 weeks earlier.
There was a blanket covering one wall. He removed it, underneath
there were dozens of pictures. They were all of me, in the various
stages of undress that I had been forced to parade around in that
night. In the center there was a large color photo of me, topless, h) 0*0*0* on my knees, with my left hand around an erect penis, no more than
3 inches from my face. Cum was dripping off my face and hand. My
wedding ring could be clearly seen underneath. It looked as if I
was smiling. Next to that one there was a shot of me wearing
panties, pantyhose, black heels, and nothing else. I was kneeling
in the living room while 6 or 7 people sat on the couches ignoring
me. "Joan if you will cooperate today we won't show these pictures
to Tom. If at any time you cause any trouble though, he will get
the same tour that you received." Numbly I turned away. I started
to cry.
"If he sees something is wrong, we will have to assume you are not
cooperating. I will leave you alone here for a few moments but we
will be expecting you upstairs." He smiled at me, and reached down
and raised my skirt. He looked at my legs for a moment, as if to
show me that he had that power. He dropped my skirt and left the
basement without speaking again.
After several minutes I turned and walked up the stairs.
ENSLAVED
PART II Chapter 2
I numbly reached for the door handle, I was going to just
leave, nothing could be worse than staying. Gloria was standing
right outside the door. She smiled and told me that she thought
I might try and leave, but it would be easier if I stayed. If I
left she and Mona would have to show Tom what a "slut he had
married." After she and Mona finished talking to Tom I could
never go home again. If I continued to cooperate I would only
suffer momentary embarrassment. I was repulsed at what she
considered "momentary embarrassment" but knew that I had no choice.
We went inside. Most everyone was in the living room. Tom was
there with Mona. He looked up at me. "How are you feeling?"
"Better I lied". Gloria told Tom that she wanted to show me her
new crafts room. He laughed and told me to have fun. Gloria
guided me up the stairs. We went up into what had been the attic.
It had been remodeled for her to use for her hobbies. (I was soon
to learn that I was a hobby). Once there Denise soon joined us.
Phil was right behind her. "Shall we get started?" Gloria asked
sarcastically. Phil grabbed my arms while Gloria and Denise
pulled my sweater off. As soon as my arms slipped through the
sleeves Phil grabbed them again. They removed my skirt and slip
and then, strangely, Gloria asked Phil and Denise to leave the
room."
"Joan, don't talk, just and absorb what I have to say. Go ahead,
sit down on the bed. Obviously you realized earlier that you have
more to gain by going along with us than by fighting. What I have
in mind for you isn't too bad. You are going to have to learn to
cooperate. If you do, your life will go on pretty much as it
always has. If not, well, I have some alternate plans. For the
rest of today, relax and try to have fun. I promise you will not
be hurt." h) 0*0*0* Ԍ I thought about what she had said. All through my life, from
high school, college, and marriage I had been a "good girl", a
"good wife" and generally had conformed to what a "nice" girl
should do. Tom had been my "first". I fantasized about other men
on occasion but had never so much as expressed the thought. I
always dressed modestly. The night they raped me I was terrified,
humiliated, degraded to the point of being sick, but when I
thought back about it, I started to feel warm down around my
vagina. I knew, and she knew that I was going to cooperate. She
knew how I felt, degraded but excited.
Dave came in the room. Gloria commanded that I kneel on the
floor. I did. Phil and Denise came back in. Denise picked up a
tape measure and proceeded to take my measurements. After she
measured my bust I was allowed to replace my bra. She recorded the
measurements on a bulletin board. I noticed that there were
blanks there so the succeeding measurement could be compared to
the previous ones. Dave looked down the stairs and into the
hallway. He reported that the coast was clear Gloria led me down
stairs to the bathroom. I was directed to step on the scale. We
started back into the attic but Gloria guided me to her bedroom.
She pushed my head down into what had been an old heating grate,
but was now slightly open into her living room. I saw Tom and
Mona on the couch, Mona had her hand on his arm and it was obvious
they were engrossed in conversation. Her skirt had slipped
partially off her thigh. He was enjoying her company. It was also
obvious that she was offering him more than a platonic
relationship. Before I could react Gloria guided me back
upstairs. I was directed to kneel on the floor again while the
others discussed my body. I learned that they thought it was
good, but that I would be sent to the "Workout World" to improve
it. During the afternoon, I stayed there, not ignored but not
harassed either. Phil wrote out an exercise schedule and told me
that I would be using it soon. Dave and Phil spent most of the
time downstairs.
I could hear the kids in another room but they stayed well out
of the way most of the afternoon. I was terrified that one of
them would come in and see me like this. Denise mentioned
something to Gloria about Tom coming up but Gloria laughed and
assured her that Mona was not going to let him out of her sight.
Late in the afternoon Denise told me to dress and come on
downstairs. She took me into the bathroom and helped rearrange my
make-up. When I came downstairs Tom had the kids in the living
room and they were preparing to leave. Gloria asked me to stay.
"Tom you don't mind if Joan stays awhile do you?" He said it was
up to me. They both looked at me, but before I could speak Gloria
spoke up, "great, it's settled, Joan promised me she would
help me bake tonight". With that Tom told me not to stay too
late, kissed me, and left with the kids.
Gloria brought me into the living room. Mona brought out the h) 0*0*0* bag of clothing she had taken from my home earlier. Dave and Phil
seemed to be arranging some photographic lights and shades around
the Christmas tree. Dave had several cameras two on tripods, and
one with a strange looking lens that he was holding in his hand.
As soon as they finished arranging things they looked at me,
expectantly, "Well come on, step up here." I came forward
and Dave "posed me" in front of the tree. "Turn slightly
sideways, bend forward slightly, now with your right hand, grab a
handful of skirt and raise it a little." "Damn it smile!" I was
sobbing by now, Dave roughly wiped my face, and pushed me into the
position he wanted. For several minutes we went on like this.
Finally, Gloria who had been watching silently suggested that we
were going about this all wrong. "Strip her!!" she commanded,
Denise and Mona proceeded to undress me. They weren't rough, they
weren't gentle, they were just cold and efficient. After I was
undressed Dave lay me down on the floor, on my side and
photographed me in front of the tree. Then he moved me so that I
was on my back, feet towards the camera, legs spread, and my left
hand (wedding ring) covering my vagina. I was made to pose this
way for a while. Eventually I was allowed to put on some
clothing, and I was photographed for the next couple hours in
various stages of dress and undress. I tried on all the pairs of
panty hose Mona had brought, Dave and Phil selected the shades
they liked. One skirt, my longest, had been slit to the waist,
another had been hemmed up during the afternoon so that it was much
too short. They tried every combination of clothing and pose
imaginable. No blouse, then no skirt, change shoes, bra on, bra
off, panty hose on, panty hose off, change skirts, remove skirt
etc. I wasn't enjoying this at all but I wasn't as scared as I
had been originally. I was still scared and maybe a little angry
(although my fear overruled my anger) but it wasn't as hard to go
along with them as it had been in the beginning. I realized what
Gloria had done. By making me pose nude at first, I knew the
worst was over and that things had to get better. It worked. Both
Dave and Phil became quite solicitous, as long as I cooperated they
were gentle.
About 9:30 Dave told Gloria he was done. Mona piped up, "I
have one more idea." I was directed to put on some suntan panty
hose, my black heels, and my daughters White sweater, but no
skirt. The sweater was quite long and actually partially
covered my thighs. Gloria brought me to the kitchen, bent me over
the sink and soaked the sweater with water. She brought me drip
ping into the living room. Mona had collected 3 hair dryers and
they began heating the sweater to dry it, while I was still in it.
It took about an hour. When they finished they repeated the
process. Finally they did it again. This time before it was
totally dry Mona suggested they try some shots. By now the sweater
had shrunk. It was form fitting. It had stretched around my
breasts and was tight on my stomach. It still covered a little
thigh.
Dave posed me in front of the tree again. This time he took
several rolls of film of just this outfit. I knelt, I bent over, h) 0*0*0* I was twisted, and even took one shot looking straight at the
camera, hands underneath my chest as if I was offering my breasts.
This shot took awhile to get right because they insisted I smile.
It wasn't easy but Gloria's threats and the promise that they
would keep it up until I got it right scared me into trying. The
resultant grimace wasn't great but Dave said it would do. Finally
Gloria suggested the men pose with me. I knelt in front of them,
Dave unzipped his fly and placed my hand around his penis. I
began to perform as he wished. When he was done he did not put
his penis back into his pants, he stood next to we while I was
forced to suck Phil. During this time Gloria took numerous shots.
Finally they were done.
I was told to kneel in the corner for a while. Mona asked me
about the family photo that we had taken several weeks earlier.
"Tom told me that you are going to send cards this year with that
photo on them". I nodded agreement. Dave looked at Gloria and
they both smiled. "Bring us some of them!" "When will you pick
them up?" I replied that they should be ready on Monday. Gloria
ordered me to bring them to her immediately after I got them. The
phone rang, Dave answered it. "Everything is fine, she should be
finished in a little. Joan, it's Tom." He handed me the phone and
I took it. "He sounded a little irritated. It's well passed
midnight hon, when will you be home? I didn't think you would
stay this long, I wish you would have called, is everything all
right?" As he was speaking Phil had reached over and was
absentmindedly fondling my thigh. Denise tried to smother a
giggle but failed. I told Tom I was all right and would be home
soon. He sounded a little relieved, I told him not to wait up, He
said he would try but in any case to wake him when I got in. I
promised and we hung up. I asked Gloria if I could leave. She
told me that they weren't done with me yet. She wanted to get a
few more shots of me with my ring finger wrapped around Dave's
penis. I was posed again, and again. Finally they were through.
Gloria told me to dress, as I had been dressed when I arrived. I
did but Mona stopped me when I started to put the skirt on.
Gloria told me that I was through for the weekend but that I had
better be back Monday at 1:30 with the family Christmas cards.
"Do you hear me?" "Yes, I heard." "Than you better be here."
Gloria took me into the kitchen where we were joined by Mona.
"Joan, I have a few instructions for you; first you will no longer
wear pantsuits or jeans, you will wear skirts and dresses ALWAYS,
second you will no longer say no to a man, and third you will use
the back door when you are at my home." Do you understand? I
nodded. She sounded gentle so I asked her why.....Before The
words were out of my mouth I was told to "Shut UP!!! In due time
you will learn, for now, just cooperate and you will be allowed to
continue your way of life. Mona got up to leave. I gathered my
skirt in my hand, looked for my slip with no success, found my
purse and headed for the door.
"Wrong door bitch" with that Gloria pointed at the back door. I
walked out and found Mona waiting out front. She motioned for me h) 0*0*0* to get into her car. I did.
She drove to my house, once in front I started to put my skirt on.
She stopped me. "Get out of the car." "I'm not dressed." She
reached over and pushed me out, I was to scared to fight. Once
out of her car I stood there, she had stopped under a street
light, and put my skirt on. I walked into the house.
On the kitchen counter was a yellow manila envelope. Joan,
read me, it said in large red letters. I opened it and gasped. It
contained a blank diary, but also about twenty pictures taken two
weeks earlier. The photographs formed a chronological record of
my gang-rape. There was a note. "Joan use this diary to record
what happened to you during the last two weeks. Be detailed, be
specific, record your thoughts and your feelings. Bring this with
you when you come over Monday. You may keep the snapshots. So
far you are the only one in your family who has seen them. You
will, from now on, maintain your diary being very explicit about
you do and who you do it with. If you continue to cooperate, we
may be able to keep it this way. Sweet Dreams............. Gloria,
Mona, and Denise."
I stuffed the photo's back into the manilla envelope and
shoved it into a cabinet full of junk that no one ever looked
into, and stumbled upstairs sobbing quietly. Tom was sound asleep
when I got there. For some reason I looked on his dresser. There
was one of his business cards with some writing on it, I took it
into the bathroom to read. It was a women's handwriting, it had
a phone number, and address, and it was signed Mona...........Not
knowing what could come next, I crawled off to bed. I thought
about the day, Tom's possible relationship with Mona, and Gloria's
final orders. I drifted off to sleep.
ENSLAVED
PART II Chapter 3
When I woke up Sunday morning it was already almost noon, Tom
must have let me sleep in. While it was a nice gesture, I was a
little surprised since he had spent so little time with me last
night but had said he wanted to talk to me. Was this his way of
letting me know how angry he was that I had been spending all my
time at Dave and Gloria's house? If only I could tell him the
truth, but I was scared of what would happen when he found out what
I'd been doing in the last weeks. I still didn't understand how or
why it happened, but somehow I was now enslaved to Gloria, and only
by following orders could I hope to save my marriage. That reminded
me about the diary I had been given, and that I would need some
time alone today to write down all that had happened to me in the
last couple of weeks. Gloria had said to be specific, to include
not only the events but my own personal thoughts and feelings as
well. Not even knowing where I should begin, I did realize that it
would take some time to write it all out. How would I ever find the h) 0*0*0* time to be alone without making Tom madder than he was already, or
worse, making him suspicious? Just then I heard his voice and
he came in the room. "Well, I see you're finally up. I guess you
forgot to wake me last night like you said you would." Oh my, I had
forgotten, I was so consumed with what had occurred last night at
Gloria's that I had broken my promise to Tom. How could I explain?
"I am sorry, honey. I guess that when I got home last night I was
so tired that I just fell right to sleep. I hope you can forgive
me."
"Of course I forgive you, dear, it's just that I do want a chance
to talk to you about what's been going on the last couple of weeks.
You've been withdrawn and moody lately, and when you're not
wandering around here in a daze you're over spending all your time
with Gloria. I know she's a good friend and you're both very close,
but you seem to have forgotten that you have me and the kids here,
and that we want to spend time with you also." "I'm sorry if you've
been worried, but everything is all right, really" I lied, "Gloria
and I have been planning something special for the holidays and
I've just been preoccupied, that's all." I felt bad about deceiving
Tom, but I had no choice, I couldn't tell him the truth. "Well I
guess I overreacted" he said, "I was afraid that maybe I had done
something wrong, or that maybe I hadn't been doing enough. Since
everything is all right, and the kids have their own plans for
today, let's make a day of it ourselves. We can pack a lunch and
spend the day up at Lookout Point relaxing and getting
reacquainted." I could tell by his smile that he thought this was
a great idea, and so did I, it sounded marvelous. But before I
could open my mouth to say yes, the phone rang. Tom answered it,
and after a moment handed it to me. "It's Gloria" he said, looking
annoyed. I didn't blame him, she was the last person I wanted to
speak to right then myself.
"Hello Gloria, what's up? I asked in a neutral voice, hoping she
would get the hint and let me have a day of peace. No such luck.
"Good morning dear, I trust you had a good night's sleep. Did you
find that envelope I left for you in the kitchen?" I had almost
forgotten about that awful diary! There was no way I could go out
with Tom today, how could I find a way to explain it to him? "
Yes, I found it" I said carefully, not wanting Tom to overhear
anything disturbing, "I promise to have it ready for you tomorrow."
Gloria fairly purred, "I'm so glad to hear you being so
cooperative, I'm glad you've adjusted to everything so well. I
called to tell you to make arrangements for tomorrow evening, since
when you come over at 1:30 I'm sure you're going to want to stay
all night. Aren't you!?"
Her voice took on a stern note, and I knew I had no choice, I just
hoped Tom would understand. "That's no problem, Gloria, I'll let
Tom know." "Also" she said, "it is going to be a warm day tomorrow h)
0*0*0* so you won't need to bring a coat, and I trust you'll dress
appropriately. Have a good day." "Don't worry, I'll take care of
everything. I'll see you tomorrow," and hung up the phone. Tom was
looking at me, waiting for an explanation. "Tom, would you mind
taking care of the kids tomorrow night for me? I promised Gloria I
would help her put some things together, and since it will take a
while, I agreed to sleep over to make it easier. I hope you're not
too upset." He took a moment to answer, "Well, I think it's really
bad timing, but I can see that it's for a good cause. I just hope
Gloria takes good care of you." I hoped she took good care of me
too, but somehow thought otherwise. I think her and my definitions
of being good to me were totally opposite. "Well Joan, at least we
have today to enjoy each other." Hearing that, my heart really
sank! How was I going to tell him, without really making him mad?
"About that dear" I said gently, and he got a warning look in his
eye, "I'm afraid I can't go out today. I have a lot to do around
the house, and there is a lot I have to do to get ready for
tomorrow." For a full minute Tom said nothing, I couldn't tell if
he was mad or just disappointed. Finally, "That's all right, I
guess I'll just have to do something else. Actually, Mona called
earlier while you were asleep and asked me if I wanted to go to the
Car Show with her, she knows how much I like antique cars, but I
told her that we had plans for today. There is still time to call
her back and tell her that our plans were changed.
He sounded sincere, and I'm sure he thought it would be an innocent
day out with a friend, but I was still jealous. I knew Mona was
trying to seduce him, and wondered if after she talked to him this
morning she didn't call Gloria and have her keep me busy so that
Tom would be free. Hiding what I felt I cheerfully told him that
that was a perfect solution to both our dilemmas. I watched in
frustration as he called Mona, then got dressed and left.
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PART II Chapter 4
By the time Tom got home, which was a lot later than I thought
it would be, I had brought my new diary up to date. I had of course
had to include the day at Paula's place. She had called me up and
told me to be at her apartment at ten the following morning and not
to bother about what I wore. When I arrived at the apartment she
had taken me into the bedroom and told me to strip. I had done so.
Then she had given me a black leather miniskirt to wear and over
that a white apron with a bib that came up and fastened behind my
neck, it was just big enough on top that it covered my nipples but
otherwise left my breasts bare. Then she had explained to me that
her boyfriend worked the night shift and got off work at eight in
the morning. Then he and several of his fellow workers stopped off
to eat and then come back here to play poker. I was to serve them
while they played and be very accommodating to them, in every way. h) 0*0*0* The five of them arrived about half an hour later. They were a
young bunch like Paula, in their early twenties, and here I was in
my mid thirties serving them in my almost naked state. Paula
introduced me to them as their hostess for the game, and after, and
told them she was going out for the day and to enjoy themselves. I
couldn't help myself, my nipples became hard and showed clearly
through the embroidered top of the apron. The men cheered and said
they would take good care of me while she was gone.
I was told to bring them beer and snacks from the kitchen as they
all sat down around a heavy oak round table. When I served the
beer and snacks, their hands moved over the backs of my legs and up
my thighs. I shivered with the anticipation of what was going to
happen. One guys hands squeezed by buttocks. Another slipped his
hand under the bib of my apron and squeezed my breast. I couldn't
help a low moan escaping me. They began to play cards and I had to
keep the refreshments coming. It wasn't long before one set of
hands found the tie that kept the apron bib up and pulled it. The
bib fell down and there I was with my tits uncovered, naked from
the waist up. With that Paula's boyfriend pulled me onto his lap
and kissed me while his hand moved to my tits and he found my
nipple. He began to squeeze and pull on my nipple and then someone
else's hand found my other tit and began to play with it in the
same manner. Now I was moaning and rubbing my thighs together. I
couldn't believe how horny I was feeling, I could feel the juices
seeping from my vagina and the gradual swelling of my pussy lips.
A hand slid between my legs and then someone said, "Hey, she is
really hot, she's so wet even Charlie can slide his cock in there
easy." I felt his fingers enter me and begin to stroke me inside.
My hips began to jerk. Then I felt myself being lifted and laid
back on the table. Tom, who I now identified as the boyfriend,
told them to keep me busy and left the room. He went into the
kitchen and returned with a banana and a large cucumber. "I've
always wanted to see someone fuck themselves with these." He put
one in each of my hands and said, "Here try these out while we
watch." There were now two mouths on my tits sucking on my nipples
and a hand guided mine with the banana and positioned the end of it
at my cunt.
"Go on," Tom said. "Fuck yourself with the banana." Then using his
hand over mine he pressed the banana into me and guided my hand in
moving it in and out. In only moments my hips were responding to
the intruder and thrusting up to meet it as my hand shoved it in.
Tom's hand left me and then I was fucking myself with no help from
him. I could feel a climax building and he probably sensed it as
well because he grasped that hand and stilled it. Pulling on my
hand he pulled it out of me. My hips were still thrusting trying
to get back inside. Then he took my other hand and saying, "the
banana's wet enough, he guided my hand with the big cucumber to my
cunt and said now lets try this. I felt him push and now it was
spreading me wider and it was so thick, but I knew I wanted it so
I spread my legs further and then we pushed it in. About three
inches were sticking out and he clasped my fingers around it and h) 0*0*0* said "Now fuck yourself." I couldn't stop myself at that point I
wanted to be fucked. They could all hear my groans and grunts as
my hips jerked and my fingers pulled it in and out, fucking myself
furiously. While I was fucking the cucumber, I felt pressure
against my anus. "No, no," I mumbled, half delirious with lust,
"Not there." Then I felt it slip in and someone was slowly fucking
my ass with the banana while I fucked myself on the cucumber. I
had never felt anything like this before and I was crying out that
I wanted it, "I waaaannnnt it." Then I came in a colossal
cummmingg such as I had never had before. My hips were slamming up
against the cucumber while my ass screwed back on the banana. Then
I heard Tom say, "OK guys that's enough for the show now let's have
some of that hot pussy." I have no clear recollection of the next
three hours, just that I was fucked and I sucked everyone there
numerous times. At one point I was lifted in the air and this huge
cock slid into my pussy and another big one pressed into my ass,
and while I hung there between them, my arms around the one in my
cunt, and I kissed him sucking on his tongue, I knew that I was
jerking my hips back and forth to get as much as I could of their
cocks inside me. It was about two in the afternoon when Paula came
back and helped me shower and get dressed and back in my car to
drive home before the kids returned from school
Even though I spent hours writing out what had happened and how I
had felt, I was still confused about what it all meant. What did
Gloria want? She had said that not only would she change my life,
and she had, but that I would be happier when she finished doing
whatever she had planned for me. That I could not understand. I was
obviously her new hobby, some kind of major work in progress that
she was very proud of, but why she would destroy my life, and
especially why me, was beyond my comprehension. When he got home,
Tom said that he and Mona had decided to go to dinner after the
show, and that they had a lot of fun. We exchanged meaningless
small talk for a couple of minutes, then he said he was tired and
he was going to bed. I was worried about just how Mona had tired
him out, but decided it would be best to keep quiet.
The next morning I was up in time to make breakfast for everyone,
and Tom acted like there was nothing wrong, he was even cheerful.
I kissed him good-bye and told him I would miss him, even though it
was only for a day. He said he would miss me too, and that he did
understand how important my friendship with Gloria was to me. He
said he was sorry for being mad on Sunday and that he would always
love me. After he left, I still had a warm glow inside while I
cleaned the house and got ready for the day. By noon I was dressed
and ready to leave, I had plenty of time to get to the printer's
and pick up our Christmas cards and still be at Gloria's house by
1:30. The weather had turned unseasonably warm for November, and I
was glad I wouldn't need a coat. In fact, I would have liked to
have worn my shorts, if only the decision were up to me, but I no
longer had any say in how I dressed. I made sure to dress simply,
remembering what Gloria had told me the day before. I was wearing
a plain white blouse, the dark skirt with the slit they had put in
the side, stockings and shoes. Being unsure of her preference, I h)
0*0*0* stuck to a plain white bra and my most ordinary white cotton
panties. I braced myself before I left the house. It was time to
begin.
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PART II Chapter 5
By the time I got to Gloria's it was 1:25, I was so glad I was
on time! I was at her front door before I remembered what she had
told me, and I hurriedly rushed around the house to her back door.
I could not afford to get her angry. As I approached the back door
I noticed a young man doing some gardening and pruning in her
backyard, he looked about 18 or 19, tall, blonde, and a slim body.
He waved at me when I passed, then bent back down to continue
weeding. I rushed up to the door and knocked, and then the inner
door opened, but the screen door was still closed. "
"I'm so glad that you made it here on time, Joan" Gloria said as
she looked me over, "you still have five minutes before you're
late." Late? I was here already. "I'm here like you wanted, may I
come in?" I was hoping to get through this evening quickly, but she
had other plans. "Certainly Joan, But you should be comfortable
first. It is rather warm in here, and I think you would feel better
if you got out of those clothes first. Just pile them on the chair
next to you, and when you are completely naked you may come in. You
may even use the front door this once, seeing that you are being so
good." I stood frozen for a second, not believing what I heard, did
she really mean for me to undress where that boy might see me? I
could never let a stranger see me naked, I'd be too embarrassed. As
I looked up at her and was about to speak, she cut me off. "I
suggest you hurry up Joan. You have only 2 minutes until you're
late, and then I will be forced to give Tom a call and fill him in
on the exploits of his slut wife." With that she closed the door
and left me standing there, very afraid. I looked over and saw that
the gardener still had his head down, intent on his work. I figured
that if I hurried, no one would see me before I was safely inside.
I should have known it wouldn't be that easy. I kicked off my
shoes, removed my skirt, blouse, bra, panties, and stockings
quickly and then tried the door. It was locked! I knocked softly
but there was no answer, and I was running out of time. I looked in
the window and saw Gloria picking up the phone. I had to get in
there. Then I remembered what she had said a minute ago and
realized what she wanted. I knew I had no choice, so with a deep
breath I started to run around the house, hoping that no one would
see me. As I reached the door and was about to open it I got a
shock. "Say cheese." I spun around and there was a flash, then
another. I saw Mona standing there with a camera, taking pictures.I
almost fainted right then. As I turned back to the house, intent on
getting inside as fast as possible I ran into Gloria standing in
the doorway. "Why Joan. I didn't know you were so kinky, you should
have told me you like to expose yourself in public. And posing for
Mona, I underestimated you. But you can't blame her, can you Mona,
seeing how pretty she looks standing out here?" I stood there h) 0*0*0* mortified as both women leered at me. I just wanted to go inside.
Gloria spoke up "I do want to make you happy, Joan, and you can
come in whenever you want." I was relieved, for a moment anyway.
"But before you come in, please do me a favor and get the mail.
Then you can come in." She had a gleam in her eye and I knew she
was serious. Quickly I looked up and down the street, and not
seeing anyone ran out to the curb to get the mail. "Don't run dear,
it's undignified. Walk slowly and be proud of your body." I looked
back and saw Mona taking picture after picture of my humiliation,
but I was too scared to disobey. As I walked back to the house I
could hear cars driving down the street, and hoped it was no one
who knew me. By the time I got to the door all I wanted was to
collapse crying. Both ladies applauded me as I slipped inside. I
was so shook up I didn't even notice that they each squeezed my ass
as I walked by.
"It seems to have gotten cooler in here, Joan" Gloria said, "why
don't you give me the mail, and your cards and diary, I'll take
care of them. You can get dressed if you like, your clothes are
still on the chair where you left them." I was so glad that I could
get dressed and that she was being nice to me, that I didn't think
about what I was doing. I went out the back door and saw my clothes
on the chair. I was just fastening my skirt, having decided to put
that on before anything else, when I heard a man's voice. "You sure
are pretty Ma'am, and you have really nice tits." I looked up to
see the gardener in front of me, I had forgotten he was out there.
"Please just leave me alone, I'll go back inside." As I scooped up
my clothes and prepared to flee, he spoke again. "I'm sorry if I
startled you Ma'am, but you're so good looking I couldn't help
myself. Before you go, can I squeeze your tits please. Just once?"
I was outraged, I may have to take this from the others, but not
from this boy! "No, absolutely not, get away from me!" I wondered
why he kept grinning. "Joan! how dare you talk to him that way.
Have you decided to ignore my rules already? You are not allowed to
say no to any man, is that clear?" I turned to see both of them in
the doorway, Gloria looked mad, and that made me nervous.
"Yes Gloria, I'm sorry I said no." So there I stood as the young
man squeezed and fondled my tits, thinking that this I could
handle, having endured so much worse. I heard Mona whisper to
Gloria, then she spoke up, "Joan, I think that if you really wanted
to apologize to him, you'd get on your knees and suck his cock. And
if you're real good maybe he'll forgive you and give you a really
good fuck. You look like you need one." Oh no, I thought, as I saw
the grin on his face get bigger, here I go again. It didn't occur
to me how easily I gave in this time, or how much easier it got
each time they had me do something. Could I be getting used to it,
maybe even beginning to like it? I slowly got down on my knees
and unzipped the boy's pants. As I reached in and pulled out his
cock, I couldn't help admiring how big and firm it was. I brought
my mouth down onto the head, and let it slide into my throat. Down
and down until I felt his cock against the back of my throat, I
massaged his balls while I sucked. I worked on him for several
minutes, licking the shaft and taking as much of him down my throat h) 0*0*0* as I could. I was amazed and startled as my nose pressed into his
pubic hair, I was taking his entire cock with very little trouble.
I was impressed with myself. I felt him tense, and his cock began
to swell, I knew he was about to cum. Before I could pull back I
heard Gloria's voice, "Don't pull back now, Joan, swallow his load.
Trust me, you'll love it, and you'll thank me for it." I obediently
stayed put, and soon felt his cum pumping down my throat. I
swallowed several times, and managed not to choke as I drank it all
down. Surprisingly, it didn't taste as bad as I thought it would,
I felt his cock soften just a little, but in just a couple of
seconds it was rock hard again. I leaned back, and looked up at him
and smiled, "well? Did I do good?" He smiled back, "That was the
best blow job I ever had! I can't wait to fuck you, you're the
hottest little slut I ever met." I knew I should be insulted, but
his words made me feel strange inside, I was actually proud of what
I was doing! What was happening to me? Gloria and Mona came up
behind me and helped me get up. As Mona took off my skirt, Gloria
said, "I am so proud of you Joan, you're finally starting to
realize what you're capable of, and what you want to be. You're so
much closer to becoming the total woman I know you can be. That is
why I'm doing this for you, you know." She sounded so loving and
compassionate it was almost easy to forget what she had put me
through in the last two weeks. Then I no longer had time to think
as the boy bent me over and came up behind me. "By the way, my
name's Jimmy. What's yours?," he asked as I felt his cock slide all
the way into my cunt in one smooth stroke. I was unable to speak
for a moment, but Gloria answered for me. "Just call her
Studfucker, she likes to be reminded of how much of a slut she
really is."
His cock felt so good sliding in and out of me I didn't care what
he called me. As he used his hands, one rubbing my tit and the
other stroking my clit, I screamed out. "Oh yes Jimmy, fuck me,
fuck me harder." I felt myself cumming, my orgasm was so strong I
almost passed out. Jimmy tensed again, and just before he came he
pulled out, flipped me over and started spraying my tits with his
cum. "Thank you Jimmy, that was great," I mumbled as I slowly lost
consciousness, my body feeling better than it had in a long time.
Gloria and Mona looked on, amazed. Joan was coming along
better than they could have hoped.
As Joan lay back, still dazed by what had happened, her mind
was spinning furiously. How could she have acted like that? Had she
lost her mind, allowing that boy, Jimmy, to fuck her like that. And
what had possessed her, saying those things to him, she had
actually begged him to treat her like some common slut. She looked
up to say something to him, to explain that she wasn't really like
that, that she didn't know how it had happened but that it would
never happen again, but he was gone! She wondered where he had
gone, and looked over to Gloria and Mona for answers.
"I'm sorry Joan," Gloria said, "I know you wanted seconds, but
Jimmy had to run off while you were recovering from that fantastic h) 0*0*0* ride you gave him. I know you're disappointed, but if it will make
you feel better, he did say you were the best piece of ass he ever
had. And the wildest. He looks forward to fucking you again
sometime, so I told him to drop by your house some morning while
Tom's at work. I hope you don't mind." Joan was blushing so red she
felt like she could explode, "but, I can't, I wouldn't, that wasn't
me, I don't know what happened. I think I'm going crazy, I didn't
mean to do that, really I didn't, you have to believe me, I would
never do anything like that." As she rambled on, almost incoherent,
Gloria and Mona looked at her patiently. They knew what had
happened, that Joan was finally opening up and beginning to realize
how much there was that she had denied herself, but it would take
a while before she could admit it, even to herself. And they were
going to help her, whether she liked it or not. They waited for her
to calm down before continuing, since what Joan was going to have
to do next would certainly shake her up. Mona took control of the
situation, "now Joan, stop making excuses and admit it, you liked
it and you know it. Whatever else you might say, you can't pretend
that you didn't have some really fantastic orgasms. Now don't you
think it's time we all went inside?" Joan didn't know what to say,
she didn't want to admit that Mona had a point, but she also
realized that she was still sitting there naked. She jumped up and
grabbed at her clothes, setting aside her skirt so she could put it
on. "Don't get dressed yet dear, lets go inside first. Mona and I
need your help with something." Puzzled, she looked at Gloria,
wondering what was planned for her next, but she knew there was no
use arguing. She gathered her stuff and followed the other women
inside.
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PART II Chapter 6
Joan waited to be told when it would be all right to get
dressed. As she stood there, naked, she was surprised by their
behavior. Instead of letting Joan get dressed they were taking off
their clothes, acting like it was something they did every day,
they weren't embarrassed at all! "You know, Joan, this is all your
fault," Gloria said when both women were standing naked in front of
her, "if you hadn't put on such a great show with Jimmy we wouldn't
need your help now." Joan was confused, she still didn't realize
what they wanted from her. "What do you mean, what do you want me
to do?" They laughed, and Mona grinned wickedly, "well, our dear
little studfucker, your show outside has made us both very horny,
and we think you should do something to make us feel better." Joan
stared in shock while they laid back on the sofa and beckoned her
over. "Now, dear, it doesn't matter who you start with, but I
expect you to make us both cum in the next ten minutes. Or else,
understand?," Gloria was obviously enjoying the expression on her
face, the look of shock turning into fear, turning into acceptance.
This was getting easier all the time, despite Joan's protests of
how unwilling and horrified she was. Joan slowly got down on her
knees in front of Gloria, put her hands on each of the woman's
thighs, and looked up questioningly. She had never done anything
like this before, and she wasn't sure what to do next. Gloria was h) 0*0*0* aware of Joan's reason for hesitating, that she wasn't being
stubborn, just needed some prompting. "Just relax, and you'll see
that you know what to do. You know what you like, what feels good,
just do the same to us. Despite what you might say, I know you care
about us. Even if you don't understand why were doing all this,
we're still your friends and you know we still love you. In fact,
while you're working on us, we'll also do our best to make you feel
good." And it was true, Joan found that she didn't hate them, that
she still trusted Gloria despite everything. She hoped that she
wasn't just being stupid and naive. As she leaned forward to kiss
Gloria, she noticed that Mona was moving behind her. She felt hands
caressing her body, working around to massage her tits. She
continued kissing Gloria, moving down gradually until she was
licking and sucking on her tits. Gloria was reveling in the feeling
of Joan suckling her tits, just like a baby, when she felt a hand
slide between her legs and rub along her slit. Joan was slowly
working her fingers into her cunt and sucking her tits while Mona
was working on her from behind. Mona had slipped her hands down to
Joan's ass while she turned over and slid under her; she began
licking along her cunt lips, occasionally licking her clit, taking
it in her mouth and sucking on it. Joan was bucking her hips while
she licked and sucked, and made her way to Gloria's cunt. What Mona
was doing felt so good, she wanted to return the favor, she hadn't
known she would enjoy making love to another woman so much. As she
licked her friend's cunt and sucked on her clit, she slid first one
and then two fingers into the moist slit before her. She felt
Gloria shaking, and her thighs clenched around her head, she knew
it was almost time. Just as she felt the woman's orgasm, and tasted
her cum in her mouth, she herself came with a mighty shudder,
flooding Mona's mouth with her own cum.
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