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Authors name: SafeWord (anonymous)
Story title : O-2000 - Part 20


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O-2000 - Part 20 (Fdom/f, rom, hum, oral, fetish)
By "SafeWord"


Dedicated to: Deirdre, Who could say more in fewer 
words than I'll ever manage:
 to: Lenny Bruce for his courage
 to:"O"

O-2000 : Majori Cedo : Episode XVII :

 Angels Wanta Fall : Ver by ME
 5 Days in May : Ver by BR


"Veneration for veneration" Majori Cedo - author 


(For readers who may be following this series. As I 
have not written for a while. I have included the 
essential complete portion of O's encounter with Wendy, 
part of which was in 0-2000 part 19)



When Wendy arrived, it was awkward at first. The truth 
was I didn't know her too well nor she me. 

I showed her around the apartment and got her a cooler 
from the bar. As we sat and talked, she told me about 
her Dad's business and how she was still attending 
university as well as learning how to run the shop. I 
got her another cooler and learned about courses she 
was taking and all her friends. She was on her third 
drink by the time we went into my bedroom as she wanted 
me to show her the things we had purchased at her Dad's 
store. I nervously yakked away and displayed various 
outfits J had gotten for me. 

She was sitting on my bed and seemed to have a distant, 
smokey look in her eyes. "Why don't you put on that 
body harness she got you. I'd like to see it on you 
again." 

The harness she wanted me to wear was just little 
straps of leather and concealed nothing. It was made to 
show off a naked body, not cover it and left me 
completely bare, my breasts and between my legs, 
uncovered.

I hesitated but she said, "Please, I've seen it on you 
before."

So, I took off my clothes and put on the skimpy little 
harness. 
 
She helped me adjust it properly, then said, "Turn 
around let me see you."

I turned all around for her and she reached out and 
touched my erect nipple. She nervously smiled and said.

"I really like it...but...It looked better on you... at 
the shop... when you were on your knees."

I looked at her expectant face. Then slowly dropped to 
my knees on the bedroom floor. She smiled, looking down 
at me kneeling in front of her. 

"Does she have you trained so you do everything you're 
told?"

"No... she didn't train me...I just like to."

Wendy grinned, then reached down and drew off her white 
bobby socks. She leaned back on her hands and slid her 
bare toes across the floor toward me.

"Would you kiss them? I've never had anyone do that 
before. I'd like to watch you do it."

**

Wendy left about five, hurrying off her parents for 
supper.

Testing, to see what she could invent to make me do. 
She had availed herself of me all afternoon. 
Experimenting and putting use to my compliance to live 
out her fantasies. Wicked little secrets harboured in 
the erotic centres of her imagination. 

As I laved her feet, she slid her toes under my snaking 
tongue.

Her playful voice above me, "Oh that tickles..No!...  
don't stop, keep licking them, it feels delightful." 

Then... 

"Open your mouth. I want you to suck them," and 
elevated her toes to touch on my lips. 

I settled my lips over her little toes, nibbling them 
gently, diving my wet tongue between each little digit. 
She wiggled them in pleasure within my hot mouth. 
Finally she withdrew them and directed my attentions to 
her wrinkled soft soles and heels. 

Raising herself up, her panties fell to her ankles, 
against my cheek, covering and interfering with my 
licking task.

She told me to sit up and dangling her panties from a 
toe, brushed them back and forth over my face.

"Do you like that? Come on... Tell me!"

"Yes, I like that."

"Do you like my smell?"

"Yes."

Sitting up herself, Wendy snuggled her panties down 
over my head and pushed the crotch of them between my 
lips.

"Taste me honey, chew these a while."

Eyes veiled, by flimsy silk. Lips tasting, tart 
spending from silky soiled lingerie. Ears hearing 
rustling, as she undresses.

In a pretty well done John Wayne impression. "Well! 
Come over here pilgrim. Time for you to worship at my 
little shrine."

Gentle hands drew my leaning head to spread open 
thighs. Leaving the panties covering me. Wendy pulled 
aside a leg hole uncovering my mouth so it could attend 
to her passion's hole. Essence, sweet, strong, 
delicious on my tongue and lips. She stroked my hair as 
I worked on her.

So went the afternoon. She had me give her a tongue 
bath from her breasts to her toes. From her neck to her 
heels. Extra attention demanded on her back side, 
meaning long tongue licks in and on the tasty brown 
wrinkled puckered passage hiding in a valley of rounded 
white soft flesh. 

Another round of licking, sucking in, on, around, over 
her little gaping, gushing gash. Her moans, her cries, 
her curses, her hands pulling, her coming on my face, 
and once again. Ordered to lie on my back, face still 
covered by her lingerie, while she stuck her toes in 
me.

I had to ask her Please... not to probe too deeply as J 
would be upset if my hymen was damaged.
 
Wendy was fascinated by that and made me spread myself 
open with my hands, so could she examine me. Then moved 
her toes back and forth in my wetness getting them 
juicy and moist so she could have me use my mouth clean 
them, making me lick off my own juices, making me do 
the same to her other smeared foot. 

Taste of me on her feet, my excitement on her toes, my 
lips. Her giggles above me, continuously. 

Her feet replaced by her hips, her loins, her pleasure 
box, her fleshly grinding on my upturned face, my open 
mouth. Her hands play with my centre as I suck her.

I come from her touch, crying out, her flesh drowns my 
cries, smothers them.

Time passes while she, while I, recover. Her bottom 
sitting firmly settled now, on my face, hard, 
completely, a smothering fantasise, fulfilled.

Toying with my nipples for her amusement. Her new 
throne. My face. Queened.

***

Passion sated, we rested, showered together. She had to 
leave. Slipping on my robe, I walked her to the 
elevator. Plans for another get together at an unknown 
future time. Smiles between us of debauched pleasures 
enjoyed. Her hand on the elevator button. A last 
request.

"I'll come by and see you, again... Kiss me before I 
leave... No Dear...  on my shoes!" (Giggle) 

As always, compliant, I knelt to bid homage, to 
sanctify my piety at her leather altar.

My Lips, soft, warm on Her leather, hard, cool. 

My pledge of devoutness, submission, to her will.

Smiling at me in smug amusement, derision, the elevator 
doors close, my temporary ruler, Queen, portals away to 
her world.

Immune from thought, I turn away. 

**

Feasting all afternoon, but still hungry, I went 
looking for more substantial fare. Maria must have been 
waiting for me. She was in the kitchen still working 
when I entered. She had made me up a light meal and we 
talked about what I like of foods I enjoyed. She wish 
to know so as to prepare my favourites. We sat together 
drinking coffee and talked a bit on J's and my 
favourites foods and eating habits. J it seems, was on 
the go so much she didn't eat properly. Not that it 
seemed to be hurting her figure any.

Maria seemed happy, having another person to cook for 
and asked if the girls could clean my room now. I 
blushed when she told me that they had not wanted to 
disturb me and my friend so they had stayed away from 
the bedrooms.

At my assent, she called the girls and told them to go 
ahead. Their eyes remained on me, expressions curious 
and intrigued as they hurried off to their work.

At my puzzled expression Maria haltingly explained that 
one of them had inadvertently almost walked completely 
in on my friend and I...  at our play, as she called 
it. She explained the girls had buzzed about what they 
had seen all afternoon but she had instructed them to 
mind their business and get on with their work. 


I didn't have much time to think on the what's and 
wherefores of that as J arrived home and I hurried to 
greet her. 

She was in a great mood, chatting on about her days 
activities, but her body was tired and sore. After 
shopping, she and her Dad had been out riding the 
family horses all afternoon. She complained that she 
was really out of practice. I poured her a hot sudsy 
bath and washed her body slowly from tip to toe, while 
she relaxed and soaked. I then shampooed her hair and 
after drying her. Readied her for bed. She was very 
tired. She directed my mouth unto her and used me, only 
for a single satisfying, spasm of release, then 
murmured goodnight and quickly dropped off to sleep. 
Creamy taste of her still on my lips, I retired to my 
room, smiling.

J was up early and had already left for work, when I 
awoke. She left a note advising that one of her office 
assistants would be I to see me later and I reminded me 
that I had a appointment with her dietician at noon. I 
smiled to myself wondering if that expert would approve 
of my recent steady diet.

Maria already had coffee ready for me. I normally never 
eat breakfast so sat and enjoyed it, while I woke up. 
She poured herself a cup and chatted with me. The 
cleaning girls were not in yet. Maria advised me that 
they were so excited by what they had accidentally seen 
that she thought she might she have her work cut out, 
keeping them from bothering me. 

Knowing what she meant, I didn't look up but told her 
that as long as they did their work, and kept the 
apartment very clean... and if, I wasn't too busy with 
my studies. Then, I didn't mind if they stopped in to 
visit me. She nodded and said that if I wished privacy, 
to tell her. If the door to my room was closed, or I 
was elsewhere in the apartment. She would advise the 
girls, not to disturb me. 

That agreed to, I went off to shower and change. 

**

The lady from J's office phoned and arrived at nine. 
She showed me how J's appointment logs were handled and 
gave me access to J's computer appointment booking 
system. I was surprised to find that J was not hard 
wired to her main system on a secure line, rather she 
accessed as a remote terminal on a public server. I 
started asking questions and found out, as far as she 
knew...J's computer did not even have a rudimentary 
firewall. I then told her to have some changes made. I 
asked her to have a secure lines ran into the apartment 
for J and myself. Also I to arranged for both of us to 
have full administration privileges and access on any 
corporate system in place, anywhere in J's corporation.

She wasn't too sure on that but I told her to clear it 
with J, otherwise have it done.

If she was surprised with my computer savvy and 
assertiveness on the subject, she never showed it, nor 
questioned my instructions. She may have asked J's 
permission, if so, I never found out. 

The installers were there at noon and in and out in an 
hour, running, installing the secure lines. I could 
access anything in the corporate records by the next 
morning and personally installed the firewalls on our 
two machines. One of J's corporate branches in Detroit 
had in my opinion, the absolute best defended firewall 
system in the world. All my hacker friends and I 
grudgingly agreed on that. Try to attack sometime a 
monitored DARPA designed security system that launches 
counter C-2 attacks. You'll end up with a melted 
motherboard and cops at the door in an hour. So I 
borrowed a copy, installed it and sent word to J's 
system's people in her main office that they should 
switch to it. They did, took them a week. Her staff may 
have wondered who I was to authorize the changes. But 
not to me, no one questioned my right to tell them, 
they just had it done. Some kind of power gap there, 
someone should have questioned or argued!! It was one 
of those things some people spend their lives as part 
of a committee making the wrong decision then defending 
to the death the incompetence therefore derived.
Anyway, I just assumed J knew what I was doing and 
approved it. I wasn't worried, she told me to look 
after her property and nothing was more important 
personal property, than her files.

The dietician was nice. She took my weigh and 
measurements, then talked to me about what I ate and 
such. She put me on multivitamins and set me up on a 
exercise routine in the apartment's little gym. She 
showed me some simple stretching exercises and then how 
to use the machines properly. I regularly worked out 
and hour a day in there from then on. The cable 
installers kept glancing at my body, well revealed in 
my little gym suit, but kept on with their work.

After the installers and dietician had left. I wandered 
into my room to inspect the installation.

I am surprised to find one of the staff girls still 
cleaning my bedroom, She doesn't seem to have any set 
goal and is just fussing around dusting the dressers, 
all of which look perfectly clean to me. I grin at her 
and she beams. She walks to the door as if to leave but 
stops and turns back to face me, her expression 
nervous. I smile and wait, curious. She says something 
in Spanish but I shrug my shoulders to indicate I don't 
understand her. 

She then slowly lifts her skirt and moves her hand down 
onto her white panties and rubs herself. I can see 
moisture soaking the material. She smiles at me, but 
looks scarred. Still, lust out weighs fear and she is 
making a sly but unmistakable offer.

Walking over to her and I sink down at her feet. 
Leaning my face into her, I sniff at her loins. Odours 
of cheap perfume, sweet sweat, musk and pee, fill my 
senses. My tongue flicks out, licks at her panty band 
and she gasps in delight. She pulls aside the material 
blocking my mouth from her heated body. Pushing on my 
head, she forces my face into her moistness. Lowering 
tilting her hips, she wantonly humps her cunt into my 
mouth. My face, my tongue...uses my features as her 
personal dildo. Whispering unintelligent words to me 
softly in Spanish, her fear is now gone, her passion is 
in control. 

Both hands now, on my head, the strength in her little 
arms amazing me. Thrilling me. Her trying to insert my 
face completely into her little inflamed succulent 
womanhood.

I keep my hands down at my sides, my tongue, mouth, 
lick, suck, what flesh parts stay in place long enough 
to have effect. 

My eyes are closed, my mind blank, working... happy. Oh 
so happy, pleased, to be needed, used, controlled.

Other voices in the room , cause me to open my eyes. I 
look up and see the other two cleaning girls have 
entered. The one riding my face, speaking to them, 
enthusiastically coaxing them to join in. Them 
laughing, excitedly. Female legs and loins around me. 
Surrounding me. Eager hands push my gym suit off my 
shoulders, down, to my hips. I kneel before them, for 
them, semi naked, breasts exposed. My head tipped back, 
my face buried in fur and flesh.

The pussy I service, gushes passion, it's owner yipping 
out as she climaxes and shoves me away. My head is 
grabbed by a new set of eager feverish hands and 
another pussy, is presented, shoved in my face for 
pleasuring. Unknown urgent instructions but intent 
known. Hands on the back of my head forcing, holding my 
face in her friend's open wet flower. Laughter. 
Whimpers of ecstasy from above. Soft grunts, hisses. 
New tastes of another female's arousal, spending, in my 
mouth. Hands pull me by my hair to another wet gash. 
Her pussy is rubs all over my face, smearing female 
juices over my unturned countenance. Hands play with my 
hair. Feel my breasts.

The three girls pass me around, share me, as I kneel at 
their feet. Taking, riding my face, my mouth again and 
again. When they are spent out, they draw my suit back 
up on my shoulders and help me to my feet. They wave 
and slip out of my room. Laugher and girlish snickers, 
follow after their departing voices.

Licking my lips, savouring their collective tastes. I 
take a long hot shower and climb into my bed to have a 
nap.

I was going to have and interesting time controlling or 
being controlled by the staff.

But Maria could handle the details, no reason not to 
have amusements.

THE END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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