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Archive name: theslave.txt
Authors name: Neil
Story Title : The Slave
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Joan and Paul had been married for about a
year when Paul's brother Jon died. It was a tragic
accident. Jon was an avid hunter. He had been out
Pheasant hunting one day. While climbing a fence to
get into the woods he dropped his shotgun and it
discharged hitting him full in the chest. He was 27
years old. Jon's wife of two years, Elizabeth, was
left alone and in shock. Part of her shock was that
she was left destitute. Jon had no life insurance and
Elizabeth found herself with a big mortgage, two car
loans and $10,000 in credit card debt.
To make matters worse she had recently left a
secure teaching position in the local high school to
help Jon in his business and there was no business
without Jon. She filed for bankruptcy but ended up
losing the house and both cars. As she had no family
except Joan and Paul to turn to she asked them if she
could stay with them until she got a job and could
stand on her own feet again.
Joan and Paul had recently moved into a big,
old Victorian house. It had 4 bedrooms and they were
only using one. Though they didn't relish the loss
of privacy they invited Elizabeth to move in. Joan was
24 years old. She had curly blond hair, twinkling
blue eyes and a pretty, oval shaped face. She was very
pretty. Paul was tall and athletic looking. He had
been a champion swimmer in college. He had curly blond
hair, green eyes and full, sensuous lips.
They were very much in love and had an active
sex life. They hoped having Elizabeth around wouldn't
get in the way of their frequent love making though
they suspected it would. It would certainly take some
of the spontaneity out of it. Just the week before
Paul had fucked Joan in the kitchen while she was
washing dishes. He had come up behind her and slowly
lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties. Then he
bent her over the counter and slid his cock into her
tight, wet pussy and fucked her hard until they both
came, yelling out their mutual pleasure. They both
agreed they would have to limit their activities to
the bedroom while Elizabeth was around.
Elizabeth was a striking woman. She was 28 years
old, tall and voluptuous. She had shoulder length black
hair and dark smoldering eyes. She loved to tease and
flirt with men. Joan didn't trust her. Even when Jon
was alive Elizabeth was always flirting with Paul.
All the bedrooms were on the second floor of
the house. The master bedroom was in the front of the
house and the one bathroom on that floor was down a
hall at the back of the house. The room they gave
Elizabeth was in the middle. The first night after
she moved in, Paul was returning from the bathroom
when Elizabeth emerged from her room completely naked.
She smiled at him and brushed against him as they
passed in the hall. She was quite beautiful and very
different from Joan. Paul got back into bed and told
Joan what had happened. A few moments later Elizabeth
knocked on their door. She was now wearing a robe.
She said to Joan that since Paul had seen her naked it
would be only fair that she get to see him naked. They
treated her suggestion as a joke and laughed.
As the days progressed things got stranger.
Elizabeth was becoming a heavy drinker. Each night at
dinner she would drink an entire bottle of wine. She
never offered to help with cooking or house work. She
would just sit and drink and chat with them. When
Stephen was around she would flirt and say sexually
provocative things. She talked about her sex life
with Jon, how they had tried and enjoyed everything
from oral sex to anal sex to group sex. One evening
she brought home a jar of caviar. She said that it
was her favorite food and that its taste reminded her
of a man's semen. As she ate it she told Joan and Paul
how much she missed drinking a man's cum.
When Paul wasn't around Elizabeth made a point
of bad mouthing him to Joan. She would imply that Paul
didn't do his share of the housework and that he spent
to much time out with his friend's. It became clear
to Joan that Elizabeth was trying to split them up and
to take Paul for herself. The more she thought about
it the more it made her blood boil.
That night while Joan and Paul were making love
there was a knock on their door and Elizabeth walked
in. They pulled the blanket over themselves and looked
at her in surprise. She stated that listening to them
make love made her so horny she was wondering if they
had a vibrator she could borrow. They stared at her in
shock and then Joan reached over to her night stand,
removed a vibrator from the drawer and tossed it to
Elizabeth. She winked at them then turned and left
the room. Within moments they heard the hum of the
vibrator and soon after the sound of Elizabeth moaning.
"That's it," said Joan as she jumped out of bed
and slammed their door, "she's out of here. I'm not
going to let her ruin our relationship or break us up."
"We can't just throw her out, Joan," responded Paul,
"after all she is my brother's widow and she has no-
where to go." Joan was silent for a minute and then
she said, "Well if she stays things are going to have
to be different. From now on I'm going to be in con-
trol of the this situation and if Miss Caviar doesn't
like it she can pack her bags and leave." "OK," Paul
replied, "what do you have in mind?" He couldn't re-
member having seen Joan so angry or so forceful.
"For starters," she said, "lets put on our robes
and go and get our vibrator back." He followed Joan
down the hall to Elizabeth's room. They could still
hear her masturbating. It sounded as though she was
nearing her climax. Joan swung open the door and
walked in. Elizabeth was laying on her bed. Her dark
hair was fanned out on the pillow and she had an
ecstatic look on her face. Her back was arched and her
large firm breasts were thrust forward. She had 2 inch
diameter, dark red aureoles which seemed to protrude
from her breasts. The nipples were an inch long and
she was pinching one between her fingers. Her belly
was flat and firm. Her legs were spread widely apart.
She had black pubic hair which had been shaved off her
labia leaving a V-shaped patch on her mound.
The vibrator was deep inside her pussy and her
juices were glistening on her pink shaved lips. Her
clit had to be over an inch long and was engorged and
erect. Elizabeth's eyes snapped open when they walked
in. Before she could say a word Joan said, "I want
my vibrator back." Elizabeth looked at her in shock.
"Can't I finish at least?" she asked. "No," ordered
Joan, "take it out of your pussy right now." Elizabeth
slid the device out of her pussy and held it out to
Joan. Joan looked a the slick, wet plastic and said,
"Lick it clean first, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth put it in her mouth and sucked on it.
She pushed it in until only the final 1/2 inch was
outside her lips. "Things are going to change around
here," stated Joan. Either you get with the program
or you get out." Elizabeth started to cry, "Please
don't make me leave. I'll do anything you want."
Paul looked at his wife. Her face was flushed
and she was standing erect. She looked imperious in
her long silk robe. He noticed that she was breathing
heavily and her erect nipples were prominent beneath
the thin material of the robe. She kept her gaze on
Elizabeth. After a moment she spoke again. "OK
Elizabeth. First of all, I want you to know that Paul
and I are a couple and you are not going to break us
up. So stop bad mouthing him to me and stop coming on
to him when I'm not around.
Secondly, you will be helping out around the
house...cooking, cleaning, laundry...that sort of
thing. And lastly you will be required to attend to
us physically as directed by me and me alone. Do you
understand me Elizabeth." Elizabeth nodded in ascent.
"Do you agree to my terms?" Joan queried. Elizabeth
raised her head and looked into Joan's eyes. "Yes
Joan," she said, "I will do anything you ask."
Paul's jaw dropped. He couldn't believe what
he was hearing. Both Joan and Elizabeth were revealing
sides to their personalities he had never seen and had
never imagined existed. As he began to think about
the implications of what was occurring he got extremely
excited. Had either of the women noticed him they
could not has missed his rock hard erection tenting
the front of his robe but they seemed fixed on one
another.
Joan untied her robe and let it drop to the
floor. She sat down on the edge of the bed and lifted
her left leg and placed her pretty foot in Elizabeth's
lap. "Kiss my foot," she commanded. Elizabeth gazed
at the foot a moment then gently took it in her hands
and brought it to her mouth. She kissed each toe and
then began licking and sucking them. A satisfied smile
appeared on Joan's pretty face. She climbed into the
bed, lay back and enjoyed while Elizabeth worshiped at
her feet. After a few minutes Joan said, "That's
enough. Now kiss my ass." She turned over and got
onto her hands and knees with her beautiful, tight
bottom facing Elizabeth.
Paul was flabbergasted. Here was his sweet,
innocent wife dominating this beautiful older woman
as though it was the most natural thing in the world
for her. Elizabeth had a wonton look in her face.
She reached out and caressed Joan's buttocks. She
closed her eyes and kissed each cheek. Paul moved
in so he could see everything. He was stroking his
cock slowly as he gazed at the tableau. Elizabeth's
tongue found the crack and licked slowly down until
she reached Joan's puckered, dark pink nether hole.
She ran her tongue around it and then kissed it.
"Lick my asshole," demanded Joan. Elizabeth's
tongue lapped and probed at Joan's orifice. Every now
and then she would snake her tongue lower and lick
between the lips of Joan's pussy and thrust it into
her vagina. It was clear to Paul that his wife was
getting close to an orgasm. She was moaning and
clutching the bedding tightly in her hands. Suddenly
she flipped over onto her back and grabbed two hand-
fuls of the other woman's dark hair and pulled her
face to her wet, open pussy. Her light blond public
hair framed the pink gash with its engorged little
clitoris. Elizabeth went to work on her pussy like
a starving woman to a plate of food. Joan was
squeezing her own breasts and pulling on the erect
nipples.
Soon Paul could see her body stiffen. The
muscles in her arms, legs and chest contracted and
a guttural yell was emitted from Joan's angelic
mouth. Elizabeth continued to lick and suck Joan's
clit until Joan pushed her face away as her body
jerked in its final spasm of pleasure. Elizabeth
rested her head on Joan's thigh. She had a beatific
smile on her face. Her lips and chin were wet with
Joan's secretions.
Joan opened her eyes and looked at Paul
standing beside the bed with his erect cock in his
hand. She winked at him and nudged Elizabeth. "You're
not done yet you slut. I think poor Paul needs some
relief. Get on your knees and suck his cock."
Elizabeth climbed off the bed and stood before
Paul. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed
her to her knees. She reached up and cupped his balls
in one hand and gently held the base of his cock in
the other. She licked the glistening drop which had
formed at its tip and then licked its full length
along the underside. Finally she opened her full red
lips and took the head into her mouth. Paul felt as
though his knees were going to give out. Slowly she
took more of him into her mouth.
She got about 3/4 of the shaft into her mouth
before she slowly withdrew it. Her mouth was so soft
and wet that he knew he would cum soon. He was so
turned on. She increased her tempo and sucked him
deeply. She grabbed his firm buttocks and kneaded
them as she pulled him closer. Joan was reclining
on the bed watching the show. "Elizabeth," she said,
"when he cums I want you to swallow every drop. If
you are a good girl and don't lose any I'll let you
finish what you were doing when we interrupted you.
This was too much for Paul. His balls tightened
and he began to erupt. Elizabeth held the head of his
cock in her mouth as it squirted jets of salty cum.
She swallowed repeatedly to get it all. When his
orgasm subsided she slowly licked any remnants off
his cock and her lips.
Joan got up and picked up the robe and the
vibrator she had left on the floor. She handed the
vibrator to Elizabeth. "Have a good time deary," she
said, "see you in the morning." She took Paul by the
hand and led him back to their bedroom. Before they
reached their door they heard the hum of the vibrator
and the creaking of Elizabeth's bed. Joan shut the
door behind them. She embraced Paul and kissed him
deeply. She reached down and caressed his cock until
it began to harden again. She bit his earlobe and
whispered in his ear, "Get in the bed. I want to be
fucked hard." Then the tone of her voice changed as
she said, "And you better not cum until I do."