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This Couple is Mine
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A young couple submit to the husband's dominant boss. 
(Mdom/MF, MM, reluc, bi, exh, oral, huml, cream-pie)

***

The seeds to this story were planted in Germany nearly 
twelve years ago. I was a junior NCO stationed at a 
small Kasserne located just outside of Stuttgart. I 
wasn't where I had planned to be. It had always been my 
dream to become a proud member of the 101st Airborne 
and make that my career. Before I joined the Army I had 
beefed up and worked hard at an exercise regimen of 
pushups, sit-ups, pull-ups and running that had me well 
ahead of my peers when I arrived to start my military 
career. 

Basic training had been a breeze and Airborne training 
nearly as easy. I was slated to graduate at the top of 
my class when, on my last qualifying parachute jump I 
shattered my ankle. Some fool that jumped after me 
screwed up packing his chute and it didn't open all the 
way. He came down too fast and used my chute to break 
his fall. He all but collapsed my chute and I hit the 
ground far too fast.

It took me nearly a year to recover from the surgery 
and complete the physical therapy. When it was all over 
the doctors wouldn't clear me for airborne duty. I was, 
however, cleared for other active duty assignments as 
the Army saw fit.

I ended up being retrained and assigned to the Signal 
Corps. I was not a happy soldier. Although I wasn't 
happy, I was good at it. I was back in peak physical 
shape and I took pride in my appearance and the job 
that I did. I was soon being promoted ahead of my peers 
and because of my appearance, my job performance and my 
high test scores the officers I worked with frequently 
tried to talk me into requesting assignment to Officer 
Candidate School. 

I was flattered, but my desire for a military career 
ended when my ankle was shattered. If I could not be in 
the 101st I intended to get out at the end of my 
enlistment. 

I started attending evening college classes and getting 
some of them out of the way before I got out and became 
a full time student. 

My life wasn't all about the Army and my studies 
though. I loved Germany. I loved the people and the 
beer and the food and the sights. I learned enough of 
the language to get by and I spent many a weekend 
driving around the German countryside in my MGB.

There was a nice little Gasthaus across the street from 
the front gate of our Kasserne. There were about a 
dozen of us that were regulars there and we had our own 
table in the corner, our Stammtisch. 

The beer was good and cold and the schnitzel was 
excellent. We would gather there at the end of the day 
for a few drinks and the chance to flirt with the 
pretty German waitress. Towards the beginning of the 
month we would eat supper there. The last week or two 
we usually could only afford the beer.

One of the guys in our group of regulars, Don, was more 
of a hanger on actually. We tolerated him more than 
accepted him. He worked for me and he seemed to follow 
me around like a little puppy. He wasn't a bad kid 
really, just somewhat personality challenged. He was a 
good worker though and I didn't mind looking out for 
him a little. 

That is why I find it so hard to explain what happened. 
I can offer some excuses, but what I did was so far out 
of the norm for me that I really don't understand what 
came over me.

The men's room at the Gasthaus was in the basement. I 
went down there one evening, not much before closing 
time and used the facilities. 

I was pretty drunk. I didn't usually get drunk. I 
normally had two or three beers and went back to my 
room in the barracks. Until recently I had been living 
with a German girl in an apartment in the small town. 
She kept pressuring me about marriage and we ended up 
breaking up a few weeks earlier. I had moved back into 
the barracks. Not the ideal place to live, but very 
affordable.

We had been having a good time that night, though, and 
I had drunk twice my normal limit. Don't forget, we're 
talking about German beer here, not watered down 
American beer.

When I was leaving the men's room I had to wait at the 
foot of the narrow stairs for Don to come down. He 
smiled drunkenly and stopped to engage me in inane 
conversation. 

He was a skinny guy without any more muscle on him than 
he needed to propel his body from point A to point B. 
He was nineteen and blonde and if he hadn't shown me 
pictures of his fiancé I would have guessed he was gay. 

I wouldn't have cared. He wouldn't have been the first 
gay I had working for me in the Army and I don't have a 
problem with them. I don't give a shit about "Don't ask 
don't tell." I don't get rid of a good worker for 
something that isn't any of my business.

What happened next is all pretty hazy. We had been 
standing outside of an unlocked store room. I remember 
pushing Don into that room and forcing him to his knees 
and forcing him to suck me off. 

I don't know why. I'm not gay or bi. It had only been a 
few weeks since I broke up with my girlfriend, I wasn't 
all that horny and, despite what happened that night, 
and the subsequent events that I am going to relate, I 
am actually a pretty nice guy, if I do say so myself.

Like I said, the events of that evening were a bit 
hazy. I remembered that he didn't fight very hard. He 
cried when it was over, but he did it. 

Afterwards I felt like a real shit, which was totally 
appropriate. Instead of going back upstairs to the 
table I went out through a backdoor and went to my 
room.

When I woke up the next morning I couldn't believe what 
I had done. I went out to the morning formation in 
front of the barracks and fully expected to be 
arrested. I tried to act like nothing had happened. 
When I looked at Don he blushed, but didn't say 
anything. I was uncomfortable around him for a week or 
so, but he never said anything and eventually it was, 
if not forgotten, at least pushed into the background.

That would have been the end of it, if it had never 
happened again. But it did. A month later I was in a 
barracks room just down the hall from my own, playing 
spades and drinking good, cheap, German wine. When the 
game was over I went back to my room at the end of the 
hall. Being an NCO I had a private room and I shut the 
door and got undressed. I was not as drunk as I had 
been that night at the Gasthaus, but I wasn't sober 
either.

I intended to lie in bed and read for a while and then 
get some sleep. I had just finished stripping down to 
my shorts when there was a knock on my door. I opened 
it to find Don standing there. He looked nervous and he 
said that we needed to talk. He pushed past me and I 
shut my door and he started talking about that night at 
the Gasthaus and how upset he was and he wanted an 
apology. 

I swear I don't know what happened. As I said, I wasn't 
all that drunk this time. All I know is that I pushed 
him back down on his knees and pushed my shorts down 
and forced him to suck me off again. This time though, 
I was at least sober enough to realize that, although 
he was crying and not doing it willingly, he wasn't 
fighting me. 

When it was over he struggled to his feet and in a 
quiet, hurt voice he said, "God damn you Sarge!"

As soon as he left I felt like shit. I was more sober 
this time though, and I couldn't help but wonder at his 
reaction, his lack of a struggle. Hell! If someone 
tried to make me suck their cocks they would have had 
to beat me half to death, and I still would have bitten 
the damned thing off for them!

It happened once more before I was discharged and 
returned home and went to college full time. We had 
been out in the field on a two week field problem. One 
night he and I were alone in one of the signal rigs on 
the night shift and I pulled out a bottle of Crown 
Royal that I had hidden in the rig. We both had a few 
shots. This time though, I was sober. 

I asked him, "Why don't you fight?"

He looked at me and just shrugged. 

I had to ask. "Do you want to be made to do that?"

He shook head vehemently.

I looked at him in wonder for a minute, then I stood up 
and pulled out my cock and he didn't move. I walked 
over to his chair and grabbed his head and forced my 
cock into his mouth and fucked his face. It only took a 
few minutes. When it was over he just sat there for a 
few minutes. He didn't cry this time. He didn't swear. 

He looked over at me after a minute or two and said, 
"Are you done?"

I seemed to be more embarrassed than he was! He didn't 
even leave the rig after that. I gave him another shot 
of Crown Royal and then we sat waiting for something to 
do. 

The funny thing was, I had another month after that 
before I was sent back to the States to be discharged 
and he didn't avoid me or mention it. I couldn't help 
but wonder if he wanted me to do it again. 

That wasn't the only thing I wondered about though. I 
wondered at my own reaction. I was just not the kind of 
person that did things like that. I was just as put off 
by sex with another male as any other heterosexual male 
would be. I guess there was just something about Don. 
Not that he turned me on, but that he let me dominate 
him. I thought about it from time to time. I wondered 
why I had done it, and why I had kept doing it. I never 
did it with anyone else. I was never tempted to. 

I went back to real life after that. I returned home 
and with the little bit of money that I had saved up, 
the help I got from Uncle Sam, and the tuition 
assistance I got from a good school I was able to 
attend a good college and I had a great time. 

I learned a lot. I was three or four years older and 
that much more mature than the kids that I was in 
school with. I partied now and then, but not like the 
rest of the kids. I applied myself and got a good 
education and graduated Summa Cum Laude. 

I considered hanging around and getting an advanced 
degree. I was enjoying school. I was anxious to stop 
being poor though and I had gotten some very good job 
offers. I took the job with the combination of the 
highest potential for rapid advancement and the best 
salary and benefits package and I was off to climb the 
ladder of success.

I did well too. I must say that a lot of my success in 
college and in business was due to my airborne 
training. I had learned a lot about perseverance. I 
didn't give up easily and I was more apt than a lot of 
my peers to think outside the box. I think that I also 
had a more firm grip on my ethics than a lot of the 
people around me. I had a pretty firm sense of right 
and wrong, despite what you might think of me after the 
way I had treated poor Don in Germany.

My business life and my social life were both doing 
fine. I had no love life. I dated from time to time, 
but I almost never dated the same girl twice. They all 
seemed so vacuous. They all reminded me of my German 
girlfriend. I had the impression that they were looking 
for a ring on the second date. I was getting to be of 
an age that I was starting to consider marriage. I was 
just about to turn thirty-one. It just seemed like 
every time that I met a woman that really appealed to 
me she was already married. 

I didn't spend too much time worrying about it though. 
If I met someone then that would be great. If not, 
well, I'd cross that bridge when I came to it.

I had been working for Miles, Gunn and Lewis for only 
four years when I was selected over a room full of men 
and women that had more seniority than me to take over 
a major satellite office in another state.

There were a lot of mixed feelings about that from the 
people that I worked with. Most people realized that I 
was more than qualified, and that I had really earned 
it. I suppose that they couldn't help being jealous 
though. Luckily I am a fairly personable guy and I was 
popular enough that there weren't a lot of hard 
feelings.

I was pretty excited. I had been given free rein when 
it came to how I ran my office and I had some ideas 
that I was anxious to try out. I was also excited about 
the huge pay raise.

I packed up my clothes and headed for my new home town. 
The company was paying to move me, once I found a place 
to live. 

I found a suite in a medium priced extended stay inn 
and after unloading the car I drove out to my new 
office. I went in and walked around without letting 
anyone know that I was there, just to get an idea of 
what it was like. I saw a few problems, like the lack 
of security, but I was impressed by how hard everyone 
seemed to be working. It was too soon to judge, but it 
didn't look like there would need to be a bloodbath 
when I started work.

I left and drove around town aimlessly for a while, 
just trying to get a feel for the place. It was not a 
big city. It was a medium sized town that was a suburb 
of a nearby city and it seemed like a nice place to 
live. 

I saw a few areas that were promising and the next 
morning I contacted a realtor and started looking 
around for a nice house in a good area. I didn't need 
to hurry. I had two weeks before I needed to check in. 
I was anxious to get to work though and serendipity 
being what it is I found the house I wanted on the 
second day. 

I had managed to put aside enough money in the last 
four years that I could write a check for half of the 
price of the home and I financed the remainder for five 
years. My new salary would allow me to make those 
payments and a little extra and still have an amount 
left over that was equal to my previous salary. Life 
was good.

After spending half a day doing paperwork and after 
getting permission to move in right away I arranged for 
utilities in my new home and the movement of my 
property from my old home.

In four days I was ready for work. I went in to my new 
office and this time I let it be known that I was 
there. My predecessor was still there, waiting to help 
me settle in and he was very gracious. He showed me 
around and introduced me to the key people and helped 
me settle in. He had already removed just about all of 
his personal belongings from the office. About the only 
thing he had left was his coffee cup.

We spent the next couple of weekdays together and he 
was very helpful. Then the place was all mine. I spent 
the next couple of days going around and meeting the 
people, all of the people, all the way down to the 
cleaning crew. 

That was when I received my big surprise. One of my 
lower level executives was Don! He had known that I was 
coming and much to my surprise he greeted me warmly. He 
even invited me to his home to meet his wife and have 
dinner. I accepted easily, having nearly forgotten 
about our previous relationship, if it can be called 
that.

I agreed to follow him home the following day, Friday. 
It wasn't until after I had left him in his office that 
I felt strange about it. I shrugged it off. I had put 
that all behind me now. It seemed that he had too.

I followed Don to his nice, middle class home in a 
modest subdivision after work on Friday and met his 
wife Kylie for the first time. She was the cute young 
woman that I had seen in those pictures that Don had 
shown me in Germany nine or ten years ago. She was 
about thirty now and still very beautiful and very 
youthful. She seemed reasonably intelligent, but not 
very well informed. She even bragged about not reading 
the newspaper or watching the news on TV. That kind of 
pissed me off. It was that kind of lazy, ignorant 
behavior that got Bush elected, and then re-elected. 

I just smiled and let it go. It wasn't my job to tell 
her what a pinhead she was. It was a shame though, she 
was obviously not stupid. That made the idea of 
remaining intentionally uninformed that much more 
difficult to overlook.

She may not have been much of a brain, but she was a 
great cook and the meal was excellent. After we ate we 
sat out on the patio and talked. She kept mentioning 
what good friends Don and I had been in Germany. The 
more she brought it up the more that I was reminded of 
the way that I had dominated and abused him. 

He continued to act as though nothing had happened 
though. Even when our eyes met it was like the memory 
had been wiped from his mind. Maybe it had.

They had a small pool in the backyard and they invited 
me to go for a swim to cool off and relax. They had a 
selection of spare suits and it seemed like a good 
idea. I had been alone in my suite every evening since 
I arrived in town and it would be nice to have someone 
to talk to for a while. Even these two!

We went inside and Kylie led me to a spare bedroom and 
laid out a selection of suits of various sizes for me. 
I found one that was my size and put it on and went 
outside again. 

Kylie was saying something to Don when I stepped out 
onto the deck and she was suddenly silent and stared at 
me as if she had never seen a man with his shirt off 
before. I was no body builder. I was in very good shape 
though. I had maintained my exercise regimen and lifted 
a few light weights just to stay toned. 

Kylie realized that she was staring and she blushed, 
recovering slowly. She smiled and said, "It looks like 
you found some trunks that fit." 

We all headed into the pool and after swimming around a 
little, Don said, "I'm going to go in and make us a 
pitcher of Long Island ice tea."

He got out and left Kylie and I alone. Kylie was 
wearing a conservative two piece swim suit, not even a 
bikini. Even so, she looked very sexy. If I didn't know 
better I would never have guessed that she was thirty. 
She had a tight, hard little body. She may not exercise 
her mind, but she obviously exercised her body.

She was shy and I had the impression that she was just 
as submissive as her husband. I was amused at the way 
she couldn't keep her eyes off of my chest and my arms.

I tried to engage her in conversation, but we didn't 
have much in common and she couldn't stop staring at me 
long enough to form a thought. It was a relief when Don 
came back out and we joined him at the table on the 
patio.

I let Don and Kylie guide the conversation as we sipped 
our drinks. I thought it strange that Don kept guiding 
the conversation back to our time together in Germany. 
Was he trying to remind me that I had dominated him and 
forced him to suck my cock?!

Things got stranger though. After we had each had a 
couple of glasses of that potent drink, they started 
telling me far more than I wanted to know about them. I 
didn't know how much Kylie knew about what had happened 
in Germany, but I was getting the distinct impression 
that Don had invited me here and given me alcohol in 
the hope that something would happen!

At first I thought that I must surely be 
misinterpreting what was going on. I decided that there 
was one way to find out for sure. Kylie got up and went 
to the bathroom and when she came back out onto the 
patio and got within reach I pulled her into my lap. 

She looked alarmed. She put up a token struggle, but 
she never said a word, and never once looked to Don for 
help. I let her struggle briefly and then I said, "Sit 
still Kylie!"

She did! She stopped moving and looked down at the deck 
and made no sound at all as I put my hand on her lower 
thigh and moved it slowly up towards the matronly suit 
that she was wearing.

I stopped when my fingers were within two or three 
inches of the crotch of her suit and I observed her 
reaction. Her eyes were closed now and she was 
breathing rapidly. There was a deep flush all the way 
from her chest up to where the light blonde hair on top 
of her head took over.

I glanced at Don and he was flushed too. He also had a 
large bulge in the front of his trunks. He looked like 
he was totally humiliated, and he may have been, but he 
was also very excited.

I turned my attention back to Kylie and I said, "Don, 
get up and come over here and take Kylie's top off. I 
want to see her tits."

Kylie shook her head and groaned, but then she sat 
still as Don got up and came closer. He fumbled with 
the catch in the back of her bra and finally freed it. 
Her bra slid down her arms and her breasts were free. I 
pulled her bra off of her arms and tossed it to Don. 

Kylie had her eyes closed now and the flush seemed even 
deeper, extending now to the tops of her breasts. She 
had perfect breasts. She was a very petite woman and 
her breasts appeared to be a B cup, not that I am an 
expert. I have a preference for small breasted women 
though, and I thought that hers were perfect. They were 
pure white, except for the tiny nipples at the tips. I 
could have covered her areola with a nickel. Her pencil 
eraser sized nipples stood firm and her breasts didn't 
sag at all. 

Her breathing had become shallower as I stared at her 
chest. I lightly touched my fingertips to her breast 
and traced a path around her sensitive flesh and 
watched her reaction. She fought it, but I could see 
that she was enjoying what I was doing. 

When I finally began teasing her nipples her head fell 
back and she groaned in pleasure. I could tell though 
that it killed her to show her feelings like that.

I squeezed one of her nipples, lightly at first, then 
harder and harder and one of her hands reached out to 
grab my wrist. She held my wrist, but she made no 
attempt to pull my hand away. She squeezed my wrist and 
grunted. Her head shook back and forth and she moaned, 
"No, oh dear god no!" Then she shuddered and had a 
violent orgasm as she fought to keep from vocalizing 
her feelings. 

I still didn't have any idea what was going on here 
with these two. I didn't care anymore either.

I waited until it looked like Kylie's breath seemed 
like it was almost back to normal. Then I picked her up 
easily and set her on her feet between my legs. 

Don had returned to his seat as I teased his wife's 
breasts. I didn't even look at him. I just said, "Don, 
get back over here and finish stripping your wife. I 
want to look at her pussy and her ass before she sucks 
my cock."

Her legs were like rubber. When I ordered Don to finish 
undressing his wife she almost collapsed between my 
legs. She leaned forward and one of her hands fell to 
my chest for support. I was watching her and her eyes 
snapped open and she moved her hands lightly over my 
muscular chest and then across my shoulder and down 
over my bicep. She may have wanted to appear reluctant. 
It was apparent to me, however, that she was looking 
forward to what was to come.

Don pulled the rest of his wife's swim suit off and she 
was now naked in front of us. I pulled her back into my 
lap and this time I slid my hand all the way up to the 
moist slit between her slender, muscular legs. 

As soon as my fingers touched her slit she almost 
jumped right out of my lap. She had begun shaking her 
head again, but she didn't want me to stop. I teased 
her slit for a minute, enjoying the sensations. It had 
been quite a while since I had had the pleasure of 
touching a beautiful, naked woman. 

This weird situation was totally new to me, but I was 
enjoying it. I wasn't sure what they were playing, but 
I was in charge now and it was going to be my game from 
now on. I asked her, loudly enough for Don to hear, 
"Kylie, are you any good at sucking cock?"

She made an unintelligible noise, almost a keening 
whine. It was a totally involuntary noise, but 
primitive and exciting. She was incapable of speech at 
the moment so I turned to Don and asked, "How about it 
Don? Is she any good at sucking cock?"

He shrugged and said, "No, not really. She thinks it's 
nasty."

I asked, "Is she worse than you?"

He blanched, but she seemed not to have heard. 

He appeared to not know how to answer that. 

I turned back to Kylie and as I began to saw a couple 
of fingers in and out of her pussy I said, "Don says 
that you aren't a very good cocksucker Kylie. You are 
going to learn. If you are going to be my slut you have 
to learn how to suck cock. When you suck my cock you 
are going to have to convince me that you love it. When 
I fill your mouth with cum you will have to savor it 
like the nectar of the gods. From now on, your goal in 
life is to please me. You will please me and anyone 
else that I order you to please."

Her eyes snapped open when the last part of my 
statement sank into her brain, but she offered no 
protest.

I stood her back on her feet and then I stood up. I 
ordered Don to come over and pull my trunks off. He 
obeyed instantly. 

I stepped out of my trunks after he pulled them down 
and I ordered Don to strip his off as well. I'm not all 
that well hung. My cock is totally average in fact. It 
is about six and a half inches long and maybe a little 
more than an inch and a quarter in diameter. From what 
I have read that is just about dead center of average. 

Don's little dick was about four inches long and not 
much bigger around than my index finger. I could tell 
from looking in Kylie's eyes that she most likely had 
never seen any cock besides Don's. She was staring at 
mine in awe.

I asked, "Do you like that Kylie? Do you like the way 
my cock looks? Are you ready to show me how much you 
love it?"

She nodded, but I could see that she was nervous. I sat 
back down and reached over and took the cushion off of 
an empty chair and placed it between my legs. I ordered 
Don to be a gentleman and help his wife into position 
between my legs. 

When she was in place I said, "Okay Don, now take my 
cock in your hand and guide your wife's mouth down over 
it."

He looked at me guiltily and then he wrapped his hand 
around my cock. He placed his other hand behind his 
wife's head and guided her down until her lips touched 
my cock. 

I ordered her to lick it, and while she was doing that 
I ordered Don to reach between her legs and tease her 
pussy. I said, "She'll do a much better job of sucking 
my cock if you keep her excited. Don't let her cum 
though."

I watched Kylie struggle to suck my cock. It was 
obvious that she didn't do it often, or well. I was 
quite content to let her practice for a while though. 
Even a bad blowjob feels good.

I looked at Don and said, "Okay Don, what the hell is 
going on here? You invited me over for this. I can tell 
you are not the type of people that do this sort of 
thing. This is totally out of character for both of 
you!"

Don must have thought that I was just going to take 
advantage of what was being offered and not ask any 
embarrassing questions. He seemed more embarrassed when 
I forced him to talk about it than he was about what I 
was doing, or making him and his wife do.

He said, "We have been having problems, sexual 
problems. I figured it was just because my dick is so 
small. Well, that and because we are both pretty 
conservative. That was what I thought until a few 
months ago when I found Kylie's diaries. I knew it was 
wrong, but I looked at them. I wondered if she was 
still in love me and I wondered if I could learn what I 
could do to make her happy."

"What I discovered was not so much the events of her 
day-to-day life, but her fantasies. She is unhappy, and 
a lot of her unhappiness is because of me. I want to 
make her happy. But her fantasies…I can't do those 
things. I already knew that you were coming here to 
take over. I knew that you could."

This sounded interesting! I had moved my hand to the 
back of Kylie's head and was making her take more of my 
cock into her mouth now. She wasn't fighting me, but 
she wasn't having an easy time of it.

I pulled her head off of my cock suddenly and slapped 
her face. Not hard, just to startle her. I looked at 
her sternly and said in my best authoritarian voice, 
"Jesus bitch! It isn't a horse cock. Just relax and 
swallow on the down stroke. There is no reason why you 
shouldn't be able to take a cock that size into your 
throat. Now stop fucking around and get it right!"

The look on her face was priceless. Half way between 
"yes, this is what I wanted" and "oh shit, what have I 
gotten myself into?!" I pulled her back down and she 
began struggling with my cock again. At first she was 
just as inept as before I interrupted, but I growled, 
"What did I just fucking tell you, you stupid cunt?"

She moaned and I saw her make a conscious effort to 
relax. I watched as she started over and I quietly 
reminded her to swallow. She did a little better. She 
didn't take it into her throat, but she seemed to get 
the gagging under control finally.

I turned my attention back to Don and asked, "It's nice 
that you want to please your wife, but I notice you 
have a hard on. This turns you on too, doesn't it?"

"Some of it," he admitted.

I wondered again about the way he had reacted to what I 
had forced him to do in Germany. I remembered that he 
had not been very good at it either, but that when I 
thought about it later I had been embarrassed to 
realize how much I had enjoyed dominating him that way. 
I was enjoying this now too. I had just started to let 
myself think about the possibilities of having a couple 
to dominate and humiliate. 

"Go get them," I ordered.

Kylie moaned in embarrassment as Don stood up and went 
to get her diaries. I think it was embarrassment. It 
might have been because he had taken his hand away from 
her pussy.

He ran upstairs and was back shortly with two thick 
diaries. I took them from him and he moved back down 
behind Kylie and returned to teasing her pussy lightly. 
I picked up one of the diaries and saw that it was 
completely filled with neat, legible, feminine 
handwriting. 

I turned to the first page of the first book and there 
was no preamble. It started right out at the beginning 
of a fantasy. As I read through the first few pages and 
noted the extreme attention to detail I was getting 
very turned on by what I read. These were what I would 
have thought were more along the lines of male 
fantasies than female fantasies. 

I read a few pages and then flipped through the book, 
stopping to read here and there. There were tales of 
forced exhibitionism, always at the hands of some man 
other than her husband. There were stories of rape and 
gangbangs and all sorts of abuse. In all of her little 
scenarios, everything that she did was done against her 
will, and her despair was always deepened because of 
the orgasms she always had as she was forced to submit 
to these strong men that took control of her life. 

I put the book down and looked down at Kylie. I asked, 
"Did you give up? You still haven't got that little 
cock of mine down your throat? I don't think you're 
trying hard enough bitch."

I put my hand back behind her head and began applying 
pressure and she struggled a bit, but after several 
attempts I was able to force my cock down her throat. 
She struggled briefly as I held her with her lips 
wrapped tightly around the base of my cock. 

I reached down and squeezed one of her breasts and 
yelled at her. "Hey you stupid cunt, look at me!"

She stopped struggling finally and opened her eyes. I 
said, "You can breathe! Relax. Stop panicking. You are 
going to have to get used to this. You are going to be 
doing a lot of it."

She finally came to the realization that she could 
breathe with my cock in her throat and she stopped 
fighting and relaxed. I let go of her head and said, "I 
like your little sex books. They turn me on. We are 
going to have to try a lot of this shit out. Now, I am 
going to cum in a minute or two. When I start to cum I 
want you to move your lips up to the head of my cock 
and finish me off with your hand. Don't swallow! Hold 
my cum in your mouth until I tell you that you have 
permission to swallow it. Okay, now get back to work, 
and I want you to take my cock down into your throat on 
every stroke until I start to cum."

Kylie had been kneeling there with my cock buried in 
her throat while I told her what I expected from her 
and she had gotten used to it. Now, as she started 
stroking her lips up and down my cock she was having a 
much easier time of it. I leaned back and relaxed and 
watched her sucking me, and I watched her husband as he 
watched her sucking me. 

I had planned to have her hold my cum in her mouth 
after I shot off, but I had another idea as I looked 
down at them on their knees in front of me and it was 
so nasty that it put me over the edge. 

I told Kylie that it was time and she held the head of 
my cock tightly in her lips and used her hand on my 
cock. It had been a while and I came pretty violently, 
filling her mouth with cum. She gagged on the first 
couple of spurts, but managed to relax and obey my 
previous instructions.

When I had finished cumming I ordered her to straighten 
up and show me. She carefully moved her mouth off of my 
cock and sat up. She tilted her head back and opened 
her mouth carefully. I guess between going so long 
since the last time I had sex and the idea that this 
beautiful young woman was submitting to me like this in 
front of her husband I had outdone myself. Her mouth 
was nearly full.

I looked down at my softening cock and there were 
several drops of cum that had oozed out as I went soft. 
I ordered Kylie to close her mouth and hold my cock up 
and after she obeyed I ordered Don to lick up what his 
wife had missed. I guess I'm a kinkier fuck than I 
thought I was. Because watching her hold my cock up so 
that her husband could lick up the last few drops of 
cum that she had missed really excited me. They were 
both embarrassed as hell by what they were doing, but I 
could see the moisture covering Kylie's tight little 
pussy and Don still had a hard on.

Don shuffled closer on his knees and I watched Kylie's 
face as she watched her husband lean down and lick the 
head of my dick. I might have expected just about any 
reaction from her. It may be that she couldn't fully 
express herself with a mouth full of cum, but my only 
impression was of mild curiosity.

It was time to see how she liked my next idea. I 
ordered Don to straighten up and face Kylie and then I 
ordered them to kiss. That got a definite reaction from 
them! 

Don had not seemed very upset when he had licked the 
head of my cock a moment ago. He didn't look eager to 
kiss his wife now though. Not with her mouth still full 
of cum. He hesitated long enough that I felt compelled 
to say, "Now Don, or I'll take my belt to your pansy 
ass!"

Don closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath and 
then he took Kylie in his arms and they kissed. They 
knew what I wanted to see and I watched as their 
tongues entwined and they shared her mouthful of cum 
during their long, loving kiss.

I let them kiss for a minute or so and then I said, 
"Okay, now you can both swallow."

Don seemed to take it better than Kylie! Don had 
swallowed my cum before though. This was apparently the 
first time that Kylie had taken a load of cum in her 
mouth, despite her kinky fantasies. She needed to be 
ordered to do it. I had every intention of seeing to it 
that she got a lot of experience in the near future.

The pitcher of ice tea was just melted ice now. We had 
consumed the good stuff. I ordered Don to get us all a 
beer and then I pulled Kylie back into my lap. This 
time she sat with her back to me and her legs 
straddling my own. I pulled her back against me and 
with one hand on her pussy and another on her tit I 
asked her if it was anything like she had imagined it 
would be. 

She shivered and then she said, "I'm not sure what I'm 
feeling. I can't remember ever being so turned on, but 
my brain and my body are not quite on the same waive 
length. My conscious mind is telling me to put an end 
to this immediately. I am more humiliated than I have 
ever been in my life. What you made me and Don do just 
now was disgusting, but at the same time I am so 
fucking close to cumming that I want to beg you to fuck 
me."

I smiled and said, "Your diary turned me on bitch. Some 
of those things, many of those things, you are going to 
do them."

She shivered again and she groaned. I'm not sure if it 
was from fear or in reaction to what my fingers were 
doing to her body. 

Don came back in and set the beers on the table and 
watched my hands moving over his wife's body. He sat 
down and sipped his beer as I toyed with her nipples 
and explored her tight, wet slit. I could see the mixed 
emotions on his face. It was obvious though that lust 
was winning out over jealousy.

I felt my cock twitching back to life and I held it up 
against Kylie's drooling slit and rubbed it around. I 
ordered Don to drop to his knees and suck my cock until 
it got hard so that I could fuck his wife. 

He didn't hesitate this time. He dropped down onto the 
cushion that Kylie had been using and as he took my 
cock into his mouth I felt his face come into contact 
with Kylie's pussy. I lifted her head up off of my 
shoulder and made her watch her husband suck my cock so 
that I could fuck her.

I got hard quickly and I thought about taking them to 
their bed and doing this, but I was comfortable and 
decided instead to do it right here in this chair. That 
way Don could lick my balls while his wife bounced up 
and down on my cock.

I lifted Kylie up, she couldn't weigh much more than a 
hundred pounds if she weight that much. I ordered Don 
to line my cock up with her slit and I slowly lowered 
her down over it. I ordered him to keep his face there 
and lick my balls and I ordered her to get to work. 

She braced her arms on the arms of the chair and began 
moving up and down on my cock. It couldn't have been 
easy, but she was in good shape and she managed. Don 
had a bird's eye view of my cock going in and out of 
his wife's pussy as he licked my balls.

Kylie came quickly. She must have found the entire 
kinky situation exciting, but I think it helped that 
her husband's nose was sliding up and down her slit and 
rubbing her clit on every stroke. 

I reached around her and squeezed her tits as she came 
and she was doing more than groaning quietly now. She 
was beginning to swear and she was getting louder and 
louder. She thrashed around wildly for a minute, until 
her orgasm subsided. Then she quickly resumed her up 
and down motions. I had just cum in her mouth, but I 
was finding this entire situation very erotic. Not to 
mention how hot and tight her sweet little pussy was. 
That little cock of Don's had not stretched her out 
very much at all. It felt more like the pussy of a 
teenage girl than a thirty year old woman. I knew I 
wouldn't last much longer.

I tried to hold out so that Kylie could cum again and I 
just made it. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock 
and she started getting loud again. I squeezed down on 
her tits and thrust up into her from underneath and 
began filling her with cum. We both collapsed then and 
waited for our breathing to return to normal. 

After a minute I lifted her up off of my soft cock and 
ordered her to stand beside my chair. When she was out 
of the way I ordered Don to suck my cock clean. I 
watched Kylie look down and stare at him in fascination 
as he took my cock into his mouth and sucked my cum and 
his wife's pussy juice off of it.

When he was done I made Kylie return to her seat and I 
ordered Don to suck her pussy clean. He found that to 
be a more difficult task. He gagged several times, but 
the look on Kylie's face indicated that she liked the 
idea. She certainly was a kinky little bitch!

I relaxed and sipped my beer as I watched Don eating my 
cum out of his wife's pussy. I still didn't know what 
his motivation was. I had some idea about his wife's 
kinky fantasies. I didn't know what was turning Don on. 
I resolved to wait until we were alone to draw him out. 
It was obvious to me that I was here and in this 
position now because of what had happened between us in 
Germany. I just didn't know how he felt about it. Not 
now, not then. I was sure that he had hated it at the 
time. Had I been wrong?

It had been an eventful evening and I started to get up 
and dress to return to my suite. Then I thought, "What 
the hell am I thinking!" 

I ordered Don to clean up the bottles and glasses and 
then join us in the bedroom and I pulled Kylie to her 
feet. I followed her upstairs, a very pleasant 
experience in itself. The way her shapely ass twitched 
back and forth as she moved up the stairs was enough to 
make me wonder if I could cum one more time before I 
went to sleep. 

Kylie pulled the covers back on her bed and I went in 
and used the toilet. When I came back out she was 
standing beside the bed waiting for instructions. I 
moved up behind her and asked, "Is Don the only man you 
have had sex with?"

She nodded.

I pinched her nipples and said, "Yes Master."

She drew a deep breath and repeated, "Yes Master!"

I rubbed my soft cock over her ass and asked, "So you 
have never experienced any of those things in your 
diaries?"

She answered quietly, "No Master."

"Where did those fantasies come from?" I asked. "You 
didn't just wake up one day and start craving that sort 
of thing."

She said, "My father had a collection of old movies and 
magazines. They were all about bondage and rape 
fantasies and gangbangs and, well, all those things 
that I fantasize about now. When I could I would sneak 
a movie out and watch it in my room. When I started 
masturbating, I did it while watching those movies or 
reading his magazines."

"He caught me watching one his movies one day and he 
got rid of all of that stuff. Or at least, if he kept 
it he hid it so well that I could never find it. I 
looked. I looked hard."

"After that I tried to find another source, but when 
you are a fourteen or fifteen year old girl, especially 
back then, before the internet, I was just out of luck. 
So I started writing my own fantasies down."

I asked, "Did you arrange for Don to find them, or was 
that truly an accident?"

"It was an accident. I was terrified when he found them 
that he would leave me. It was terribly embarrassing, 
but we talked about what I had written. He admitted 
that it turned him on. He couldn't be that man in my 
fantasies though. We both knew it. Don is wonderful and 
I love him, but he can never be that man in my 
fantasies."

We heard Don coming down the hall and I picked up the 
diary that I had started reading and stretched out on 
my stomach on the bed. I started reading where I had 
left off and I ordered them to give me a tongue bath. 

Kylie started at my neck and Don at my feet and they 
slowly covered my body with their tongues. It was very 
erotic, and very pleasant, especially the part where 
they met at my ass and both of them licked it until I 
turned over.

I had another hardon now, from what they were doing and 
from reading Kylie's nasty fantasies. I let them start 
all over again with Kylie licking my face and Don 
licking and sucking on my toes. I put the diary down 
and closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensations. 
Kylie really seemed impressed by my muscular chest and 
my biceps, and she spent a lot of time kissing and 
licking my hard stomach. 

They finally met at my cock and she sucked my cock 
while Don licked my balls for a few minutes before I 
pulled her up onto the bed and this time I mounted her 
and took her like a caveman. I held her arms up over 
her head and I could see how much she liked being 
restrained. I resolved to take her shopping for some 
wrist restraints tomorrow. I was sure that she would 
get a kick out of those.

I fucked her violently and she loved it. She came 
several times before I finally came for the third and 
last time that night. I stayed over her for a moment 
and stared down at her lust filled features as my cock 
went soft in her pussy. She was really beautiful and 
very exciting. I looked forward to exploring her 
fantasies with her. 

I rolled over onto my back and Don was standing by the 
side of the bed watching us. I said, "Don, clean my 
cock and balls again, then you can fuck your wife. 
After you fuck her, clean her up too."

He cleaned me quickly and then I moved out of the way 
and he jumped up on the bed and rushed to stick his 
little dick inside of Kylie. I suspect that she hardly 
felt him inside of her. She smiled at him, but other 
than that she lay still as he fucked her with quick, 
short little strokes. I don't think he even lasted a 
minute before he tensed up and came inside of her. Then 
he got up on his knees and ate the cum from her pussy. 

He hardly gagged at all this time. I guess he just 
needed some practice. When he was done I pulled her 
close to me and held her as I went to sleep.

The next morning I sent Don down to start breakfast 
while Kylie and I took a shower. I just leaned up 
against the shower wall and relaxed while she washed me 
all over. I stepped out then and let her shower while I 
dried off and went downstairs for some coffee.

Don asked me what I wanted and I just had my usual, 
coffee. While I was sipping my coffee and we waited for 
Kylie I said, "Okay Don, considering our past, I can 
figure out why you thought I might be the right person 
to help Kylie with her fantasies. On the other hand, as 
much as you seemed to hate what happened to you, I find 
it very hard to understand why you want to be in the 
same room with me. Did I misjudge your reaction to what 
happened in Germany?"

He glanced towards the stairs and then said, "No, I 
hated it. I still hate it. It's more complicated than 
that though. There was a tinge of it back then I 
suppose, but after I read Kylie's diaries I started 
getting turned on by all that shit. The more I thought 
about it the more that being forced to do nasty things 
excited me."

"At first I just imagined her in those situations, and 
that turned me on. More and more though, I started 
including myself. Then I started thinking back to the 
things you made me do. I still hate it, but I guess you 
could say that I am evolving. I'm not gay, or even bi, 
because I hate it when you make me do that shit. I hate 
it when I'm doing it. On the other hand, anticipating 
it is exciting, and thinking about it afterwards is 
exciting."

"I'm not an analyst and I have never spoken with one. I 
can't explain it. I just know that a month ago, when I 
heard that you were coming here and taking over the 
office, it all clicked."

I interrupted to ask, "How, and when, did you explain 
this to Kylie, and what does she know about Germany?"

He blushed and said, "I didn't tell her about Germany, 
not about what you did to me. I imagine that she is 
wondering now though. I told her that you were the kind 
of person that she fantasized about, and that her 
fantasies had begun to be my fantasies. I talked her 
into giving it a shot. I didn't tell her as soon as I 
found out you were coming though. I had to think about 
it first. I went back and forth in my mind. I haven't 
been worth a shit at work the last couple of weeks. I 
finally started talking to her about it last week. She 
flat out refused at first. Then she started wavering. 
She didn't finally agree to try it until Wednesday."

Kylie finally joined us and I sipped my coffee and 
watched them have breakfast. After they ate I ordered 
Don to clean up and I took Kylie upstairs to find her 
something sexy to wear. There wasn't much. She was not 
a miniskirt and sexy tops type of woman. That was why 
she was so embarrassed when I settled on a tiny, black, 
silk slip that she normally wore under a black dress. 
It was sexy as hell. The material over her breasts was 
just lace and I could make out her little nipples 
clearly. The hem was only two inches below her crotch, 
but those two inches were also lace, matching the 
material over her breasts. 

She had not shown that particular garment to me. She 
wouldn't have even considered it as an outer garment. I 
had been standing in her closet looking at what she had 
to wear and as I gave up and turned to go back out into 
the bedroom I saw the slip hanging on a peg. I picked 
it up and went out and handed it to her and told her to 
put it on. 

She slipped it over her head, not yet realizing that 
the slip was going to be all there was. She let it fall 
into place and then waited expectantly for whatever I 
was going to give her to put on next.

I went back into her closet and came back out seconds 
later with her highest heels and told her to put them 
on. 

Once she had the shoes on I ordered her to turn around 
slowly. She looked at my face with a look on her face 
of terror, tinged with just a hint of lust I suspect, 
and I knew that she finally understood. 

I expected her to argue, to try to reason with me. Her 
only reaction was to turn bright red as she realized 
that she would be going out in public in her tiny 
little slip.

As she was modeling for me Don came in and as soon as 
he saw her he realized what was going on. I ordered him 
to dress and I sent Kylie down for my clothes. 

When we were all dressed we went outside. The obvious 
choice for our outing was their Crown Vic. It was 
bigger than my Lexus and the windows weren't tinted. 
Besides, I didn't want Don driving my car.

Don held the back door for me and Kylie followed me in. 
Then he got in front and I ordered him to drive to the 
largest adult video and novelty store in the area. The 
closest one was almost an hour from here, but I enjoyed 
the ride.

Before we were even out of the driveway I had the 
straps of Kylie's slip down and it fell around her 
waist. It had risen up as she sat down and it was not 
much more than a belt now. We drove slowly down the 
street with Kylie sitting nearly naked beside me and 
looking carefully to see if anyone saw her.

She got lucky this time. But her luck didn't hold once 
we got into traffic. There were a lot of guys in pickup 
trucks and SUVs that were getting a good look at 
Kylie's nice tits. There were lots of smiles and more 
than a few horns tooting to get her attention. I always 
made her smile and waive back. She was mortified at 
being totally nude in public, but when I slid a finger 
into her tight little slit she was also very wet. I 
accidentally brushed her clit with my finger and she 
screamed, "Oh fuck!" and had a huge orgasm. It was so 
quick and so violent that it startled me. It amused the 
two fools in the pickup truck that were staring at her 
though.

We finally got out of the heavy traffic in town and 
headed in toward the city. The place we were going to 
was located just outside of the city. We still had 
almost a half hour to go before we got there. I had 
intended to wait until later and enjoy the sexual 
tension that was building. I couldn't stand it anymore 
though.

I put Kylie on her knees on the seat. Her ass was 
plainly on display through the passenger side window. I 
pulled my cock out and demanded a blowjob. Don kept an 
eye out for cops while Kylie practiced her new 
deepthroat skills for the second time. She needed only 
a few strokes before she was once again taking my cock 
into her throat and I sat back and closed my eyes and 
enjoyed the ride. 

I stopped her several times before we got there. I 
didn't want to cum until we got to the store. It was 
getting harder and harder to control myself though. I 
was about to give up when we pulled into a large 
parking lot in what looked like an oasis of adult 
businesses. We parked as close as possible to the video 
store and as soon as Don shut off the engine I said, 
"Okay Kylie. Finish me off now, but don't swallow until 
I tell you."

I was just about to lay my head back and close my eyes 
when I saw two men come out of the store and head into 
the parking lot. It was perfect! They were heading for 
the car on our right. I watched as the driver did a 
double take when he saw Kylie's ass and come to a stop. 
I didn't hear what he said to his companion, but the 
man raced around the car and the two of them stood 
there staring in awe at Kylie's ass as she sucked me 
off. 

I couldn't take it anymore and I grabbed her tit and 
swore and filled her mouth with cum. She struggled to 
hold it all in her mouth and didn't relax until I was 
done. When I could talk I whispered, "Okay Kylie. Sit 
up now."

She carefully took her mouth off of my dick and sat up 
and saw the men staring at her for the first time. She 
groaned as they now had an excellent view of her 
perfect tits. She almost tried to cover herself with 
her hands but one look from me put a stop to that.

I put my dick away and Don got out and held my door for 
me. I pulled Kylie after me with her slip still around 
her waist and her mouth still full of cum. The two guys 
at the next car were smiling and telling me how hot my 
wife was. 

I smiled and said, "Oh no, she isn't my wife. She's my 
driver's wife. I'm just using her."

They said, "Holy shit!" almost in unison.

Without looking at her I said, "Alright Kylie, you can 
swallow my cum now."

She swallowed as the two strangers stared in disbelief. 
Then I ordered her to fix her slip so that she didn't 
get us arrested. While she was covering herself as much 
as possible with the slip I looked around us to see 
what was available here in this little enclave of adult 
oriented shops. 

I saw a tattoo and piercing parlor, a theater that 
showed XXX movies, and a clothing store that sold slut 
clothes judging from the window display. There was also 
a strip club and a couple of bars and the video store 
that we were about to enter. It was sort of like a sexy 
Disneyland. Everything a dirty mind could ask for.

I led Kylie into the store. The two men stood at their 
car and stared at us until the door closed behind us. I 
had been in several of these places before, but never 
one like this. This place was huge. They had every 
adult toy I had ever heard of against one wall and an 
alcove in the back that was dedicated to the sort of 
clothing you would expect to find for sale in a place 
like this.

There were probably two dozen cars out front, but only 
a dozen men in the store. They all looked up when we 
came in and Kylie was an instant hit. They all stared 
as I led her around and we looked at the magazines on 
display. She pointed out a couple of them that were 
similar to the ones that she had discovered in her 
father's stash. They were really nasty and must have 
been a pretty big influence on her.

I ordered her to pick up a couple from lower racks, 
without bending her knees. She knew what I wanted and 
she knew that when she bent at the waist like that she 
was displaying her ass and pussy to the perverts who 
were standing around enjoying the show.

I wasn't interested in books or magazines or movies 
though. I was just displaying my new toy. We had 
everyone's attention after a very short time and I led 
her over to the toy wall. 

I started with the wrist restraints. I selected a set 
of heavy leather cuffs with a one foot chain connecting 
them. I handed them to Don and then I selected another 
set that consisted of two straps which fastened around 
her upper thighs to which the cuffs were attached by a 
short chain. I handed them to Don and told him to put 
them on her. 

Don knelt at her feet and everyone in the store watched 
as he put her in the restraints. I had to admit, she 
looked sexy as hell that way. The other customers 
thought so too. They had started taking pictures with 
their cell phones until the guy in charge ordered them 
to put them away. They were pretty disappointed, but 
Don and Kylie were relieved.

I selected a set of leather cuffs for her ankles and a 
couple of collars, one thick and spiked and the other 
more discreet, but obviously still a slave collar. I 
told Don to put the larger collar on her and I returned 
to browsing through the huge selection of toys on 
display. 

I picked up a set of nipple clamps, and started to hand 
them to Don, but then I remembered the nearby piercing 
place and decided that I would prefer that option. I 
selected a set of ben wah balls and an egg shaped 
vibrator with a remote control. 

I was just about to head into the clothing section when 
I spotted a couple of small clips for her nipples that 
had small vibrators attached to them. I picked them up 
and casually dropped the top of her slip. It caught at 
her waist and stayed there while I attached one of the 
clips to her nipple to see how they looked. They turned 
out to be irresistible. At the last minute, on an 
impulse, I picked up a blindfold and added that to the 
pile too. I gave everything to Don and told him to put 
it all on the check out counter while we went to look 
at clothing.

With her breasts exposed now I led Kylie into the 
alcove and the entire audience followed. The audience 
had gotten larger while we shopped. A couple of men had 
come in from outside and a couple more had come out 
from the back room where the video booths were. 

I started picking out Kylie's new wardrobe. First there 
was a selection of sheer tops. Then a variety of crop 
tops with slutty sayings on them. Someone with a dirty 
mind and a lot of nerve had gone to a lot of work and I 
really appreciated it. I don't know how Kylie felt 
about it. I suspect she had that same mix of emotions 
that colored everything we had done since I pulled her 
into my lap after dinner yesterday.

I selected a couple pairs of shorts made from a thin 
jersey material that were very tight and cut so high 
that half of her ass was exposed and the crotch band 
was so narrow that it slipped right up into her tight 
little pussy when she put them on.

I had ordered Don to remove the leather wrist 
restraints and her slip and she tried on every item 
that I selected right there in the middle of the aisle 
with every man in the store gathered around to watch.

I selected several very short micro miniskirts and a 
couple of micro mini-dresses that were see-through, but 
with a less than adequate pattern over her nipples and 
her pubic area. I had never had so much fun dressing a 
woman in my life.

For her though, and to a lesser extent for Don, the 
embarrassment never ended. We did not get any 
underwear. I saw no need. I would have bought more of 
those slips like the one she wore today, but I didn't 
see any. 

When she was finished trying on clothes in the middle 
of the aisle I left her naked and we went to the check 
out counter. It took a long time to get a total. The 
old guy totaling up our purchases couldn't take his 
eyes off of Kylie.

After I paid for our new toys and clothes I had Don 
give her back her slip. Before we left, I had him put 
the cuffs on her with the chain behind her back. It was 
exciting to look at, and the chain had a way of inching 
her slip up higher on her butt as she walked.

She looked absolutely terrified and acted as though she 
were being horribly degraded, which I suppose was true. 
On the other hand, her nipples stood out as if they 
were trying to poke a hole in the lace cups that 
covered them and her breathing was very rapid and there 
was a barely noticeable patina of sweat over her upper 
lip. She certainly wasn't asking to be unchained or 
taken home.

I know what you are thinking. I should have taken her 
into the back and let her take on all comers. I thought 
about it. I decided that it was too soon. I thought 
that it would be more fun to build up to it. This way 
each succeeding indignity would add to her humiliation. 
I didn't want to do too much too soon and have her 
become inured to the smaller indignities.

We went back out to the car and put our purchases in 
the trunk. When Kylie wasn't looking I stuck the 
blindfold in my back pocket. I had an idea it would 
come in handy in a little while.

We walked up to the slut clothing store I had spotted 
and looked around for a while. I found a few more sexy 
tops and a couple more of those tiny slips like the one 
that she had on. I bought one in a bright red and 
another in white. They also had a big selection of 
those thin little crop tops with the slutty sayings, 
but I decided that we would wait and see how much use 
we got out of the ones that we had already bought.

I paid for the items that I had selected and then we 
went to the bar next door. I hadn't noticed from our 
parking place that it featured topless waitresses. 
That's always a big plus. We ordered a round of beer 
and they had a limited sandwich menu so we ordered a 
sandwich and some fries and checked out the talent. 

Some of the girls were pretty cute, but I hated seeing 
bored looking topless waitresses or strippers. Don't 
get me wrong, I understand. I still hate it. While we 
were sipping our beer I asked Kylie how she was 
enjoying her day. 

Kylie looked at me and seemed to be torn between giving 
me an honest answer and the answer that was expected of 
her. After thinking about it for a moment she said 
quietly, "You read some of my diaries. You know how my 
mind works. I am more humiliated than I have ever been 
in my life, and I would appreciate it if you would let 
Don use a napkin to wipe my pussy before my juices 
start running down my thigh."

The honest answer! I was surprised. I nodded at Don and 
he didn't even look around to see if anyone was 
watching. He picked up a paper napkin and reached down 
as Kylie spread her legs. He gently dabbed at her pussy 
and then slid the napkin down between her legs. She 
shuddered and started to cum and he drew the napkin up 
through her slit again and over her clit and she bit 
her lip and groaned loudly and then slumped back in her 
chair.

Don looked at me to see if he had fucked up. I just 
smiled. I had looked around and there were half a dozen 
guys sitting nearby that had seen us come in and 
noticed the way Kylie was dressed. They had seen the 
cuffs too and they were watching us like hawks. 

They saw Kylie cum and then sit slumped in her chair 
with her legs spread and her pussy exposed. Several of 
them were close enough to see her pubic hair, which was 
now on display.

She stayed like that for a couple of minutes before she 
became aware of the show that she was putting on and 
sat up. I saw her look around out of the corner of her 
eyes and see how many men were watching her and I heard 
her whisper, "Oh god!"

The waitress came back out with our food and I ordered 
three more beers. She was turning away when she spotted 
Kylie's cuffs for the first time. She turned back and 
with a concerned look on her face she asked, "Honey, 
are you okay?"

Kylie smiled up at her and said, "Yes ma'am, but thank 
you for asking. I'm just fine."

Then the waitress smiled and said, "Yeah, I bet you 
are."

I let Don unfasten one of her cuffs and we ate and 
drank our beers. While we ate I tried to make up my 
mind about her nipples. I loved her sensitive little 
nipples. I didn't want to fuck them up, and to be 
honest, pierced nipples, once the novelty wears off, 
aren't all that exciting to me. The excitement would be 
in forcing her to have it done. 

There is also the down time to be considered. If I had 
her pierced today it would be weeks before she would be 
fit to torment again. I thought about it for a while 
and decided that it would be best that I wait a while 
and make up my mind later.

When we had finished our lunch I ordered Don to replace 
her wrist cuff. Since I had decided to postpone the 
piercing, the only places left to check out were the 
strip clubs and the XXX Theater. 

I opted for the theater. We walked over and I paid our 
admission. I checked out the movies playing and they 
weren't that interesting, but we weren't really here to 
watch a movie. We were here to play.

We went inside and the small theater was bright with 
the light reflected from the big screen. I looked up to 
see two large black men fucking some skuzzy looking 
broad with big fake tits on the screen. Interracial sex 
has always piqued my interest, but nothing turns me off 
faster than big, fake tits.

The theater only had about a dozen customers scattered 
around. There were a couple of guys sitting together 
doing god knows what. The other guys were all widely 
separated. There were no other women in the room. I 
selected two seats in the middle of a row about three 
quarters of the way towards the back of the theater. I 
pointed them out to Kylie and then I ordered her to 
walk slowly down to the front of the theater and look 
around at the men in the other rows. Then walk slowly 
back up and sit in the row in front of me and unless I 
said otherwise she was not to refuse anyone anything as 
long as we were here.

When I said that she gasped and her eyes got wide. Then 
she looked around as Don and I moved down the empty row 
to our seats.

I watched as Kylie walked slowly down the aisle looking 
right and left at all of the horny old men. It was 
still quite bright in the room and she was distracting 
the attention of every man in the place away from the 
crap on the screen. 

She stopped at the end of the aisle and turned around 
slowly and then sauntered back up to the row that I had 
pointed out to her. She looked straight ahead and 
walked slowly to the seat in front of me and sat down. 
I knew without looking that her slip had ridden up 
exposing her crotch to anyone that got close enough to 
see it.

Kylie turned her attention to the screen and tried not 
to notice all of the dirty old men that were turning in 
their seats to see what she was doing. Everyone seemed 
to be waiting to see what the others were going to do. 
We were all startled when her first visitor came not 
from in front of us but from one of the rows behind us. 
He moved down to the end of her row and watched her for 
a moment. He glanced at Don and me, but we ignored him 
and Kylie both. 

He decided it was worth the gamble I guess, although it 
couldn't have been much of a gamble. She was half naked 
and in chains. He got his nerve up and moved slowly 
down the aisle and sat down beside Kylie without a 
word. He was around fifty with silver hair. He looked 
clean and more or less normal.

Kylie continued to stare at the screen as the man 
looked her over. In the flickering light he must have 
had a pretty good view of her pubic hair. Her legs were 
closed though and he probably couldn't see her tight 
little slit.

I saw Kylie jump and I assumed that the man's hand was 
now on her leg. He ignored us and turned slightly in 
his seat to face Kylie. He was sitting on her left and 
he put his right arm around her shoulder and his left 
hand came up and explored the lace that covered her 
breasts for a moment before he gently dropped the 
shoulder straps and let it fall to her waist. 

His hand moved over her breasts for a brief moment and 
then moved down out of sight again. I could tell where 
his hand had gone by the way she tensed up. I was 
watching them so intently that I had forgotten about 
everyone else, so I was startled when I saw movement 
nearby. I looked up to see two men moving down the 
aisle in front of Kylie and her new friend.

They sat down in front of our happy couple and turned 
around in their seats to enjoy the show. I realized now 
that we had fucked up. We should have taken seats in 
the row in front of her. Those guys had a much better 
view than Don and I did.

The man sitting with Kylie moved his hand back to her 
tits and one of the guys in the next row reached out 
and forced a hand up between her thighs. Kylie jumped 
again as the man in front of her explored her pussy. 
The man exploring her pussy said something to his 
companion and his friend's hand joined his own.

The bravest of the three men, the first to come over 
and play with Kylie, leaned forward and spoke to the 
two men in front. Then he stood up and, still ignoring 
Don and me, he pulled Kylie to her feet and leaned her 
over the row in front where she was grabbed and 
supported by the two men who held her up. They seemed 
to be supporting her mainly by holding her breasts.

Her slip was just a belt again and might as well have 
been off. We watched as the man unzipped and pulled his 
cock out and moved into position behind Kylie and we 
all heard her gasp over the stupid movie soundtrack as 
his cock entered her pussy.

He fucked her violently and as he plowed his meat into 
her the other men who had been spread around the 
theater were now gathering around us. I was tempted to 
move to a more forward row of seats and get a better 
view of Kylie and her suitors, but I couldn't tear my 
eyes away from what was happening in front of me.

I was wondering how Kylie was reacting to being fucked 
by a stranger so publicly, but my questions about her 
response were soon removed when the sounds of passion 
coming from her began to drowned out the fake sounds of 
passion from the movie.

The man fucking her sped up and then went still and we 
watched as he filled her pussy with cum. He stayed like 
that for a long time before he pulled out of her and 
zipped up and casually walked away. 

As soon as he was gone I leaned over into that row and 
pulled Kylie up by the chain attaching her wrists. 
There were a lot of disappointed faces around us until 
I unfastened the chain, removed her slip and handed it 
to Don, and then refastened the cuffs in front of her. 
Then I bent her over the seat between us and now her 
face was right in front of her husband and I and she 
was once more available to the perverts in the crowd. 

I was staring at her face and I knew the moment the 
hands returned to her body. The two men who had been 
sitting in front of Kylie and her most recent lover 
stood up and climbed over the backs of their seats and 
one of them sat beside her and his hands began to roam 
her body while the other stood behind her and opened 
his pants. 

In moments she had another cock in her pussy, pounding 
away as we stared at the mixed emotions on her face, 
humiliation and lust. I hadn't noticed that the man 
sitting beside Kylie had pulled his cock out too and he 
said something to the man fucking her which caused him 
to pause in mid stroke long enough to sidle her over 
until her face could be pulled down into the lap of the 
seated man. 

Now for the first time she had two cocks in her body at 
the same time. I watched, fascinated as they double 
fucked her. In her new position I could see her breasts 
swinging wildly in response to the violent fucking she 
was getting. It was very erotic. I glanced at Don out 
of the corner of my eye. He looked concerned, but he 
had a hardon.

The other men in the theater were getting braver and 
moving closer, jostling for position and hoping to get 
a chance at her before we tired of the live sex show.

The twosome sharing Kylie didn't last long. They both 
came quickly, but they only moved a short distance away 
and watched as she continued to entertain the troops. I 
let the dozen or so men that were waiting a turn at her 
finish up before I sent Don to break it up before they 
started going around for seconds. I had been watching 
closely and although most of the men using her had come 
very quickly, she had enjoyed several orgasms at their 
hands. Well, not their hands so much.

I ordered him to clean her up with his shirt, and then 
put his shirt back on. I waited until he had mopped up 
her cum covered crotch and legs and then told him to 
take off her cuffs. When her hands were free I gave her 
back her slip and she quickly put it on. She looked 
exhausted.

I met them at the end of the aisle after she was 
dressed and we left the theater. We stepped outside 
into the sunlight and both of them smelled pretty bad. 
I told Don to take his shirt off and sent them back to 
the car and told them to wait for me. I stopped at the 
slut clothing store and picked up a couple of Wicked 
Weasels for my new slave.

We went back to their house and I ordered them to clean 
up and get dressed. I laid out an outfit for Kylie, a 
tiny skirt and a cut off t-shirt that said, "I 
Swallow!"

When they were ready I told Don to bring his trunks and 
with the small bag containing Kylie's new swim suit in 
my hand I had Don drive us to my motel. We went to my 
suite and I took Kylie to my bedroom. I was pretty 
horny after the little orgy I had witnessed this 
morning and before we put our suits on and went to the 
pool I was going to enjoy some of that sweet pussy.

I told her to undress and I took my clothes off and we 
piled onto my bed. I reached down and ran a finger up 
the tight cleft between her legs and she shuddered in 
pleasure. I kissed her and said quietly, "You really 
love this don't you? It is just as much fun as you 
thought it would be, isn't it?"

She looked at me and said, "Fuck yes! I had some strong 
reservations when Don told me that he was going to 
invite you over and arrange for my fantasies to come 
true. They weren't so strong when you took your shirt 
off though. You are a very handsome man, very sexy. 
That helps. There is something about you though. It's 
something indescribable that makes you the man that has 
starred in my fantasies. Without that something I 
couldn't do the things that you are making me do. I 
don't know how long it will last, but so far, being the 
slut that I wrote about in my diaries has kept my pussy 
wet and my knees weak. Please don't stop."

I slid a couple of fingers into her and said, "I almost 
had your nipples pierced today." 

She shuddered violently when I said that and her pussy 
clamped down on my fingers. 

I continued, "I didn't because I love your nipples the 
way they are, for now. I haven't decided not to, I have 
just postponed it. To be honest, the main reason I 
didn't do it is because I am having too much fun with 
you to have you out of service for as long as it would 
take to heal."

I moved over on top of Kylie and without being asked 
she reached down and guided my cock to her sweet pussy. 
I grinned down at her and slowly slid my cock into her. 
Our eyes were locked and she was smiling as I slid my 
cock into her. I said, "You fucking slut. After all of 
the cock you've had already today, you couldn't wait to 
get another cock inside of you, could you?"

In an innocent little girl voice she said, "I'm just 
serving my Master, Master. Your wish is my command."

I brought my face down to hers and said, "You poor, 
abused, little girl, being taken advantage of by the 
big bad boss." Then I kissed her and she put her arms 
around my neck and kissed me passionately as I started 
to stroke my cock into her. I was very excited and I 
knew I wouldn't last long.

I pulled my head back and said, "You horny cunt. I 
don't think I'm going to last very long. You turn me 
the fuck on. So if you plan on cumming you better do it 
fast."

She pulled my head back down and started covering my 
face with kisses and her hips began thrusting up to 
meet my own. In between kisses she was whispering, 
"Fuck me god damn you! Fuck my hot cunt. Fill me with 
cum. I'm just your fucking whore, Master. Fuck! Oh yes! 
Yes! I'm fucking cumming!"

She came so fast I almost thought she was faking it. 
She wasn't though. Her pussy clamped down on my cock 
and that was all it took for me. I groaned loudly and 
called her a few more nasty names and then I came. I 
kissed her one last time and then I rolled off of her 
and lay on my back beside her. I chuckled and stared at 
the ceiling gasping for breath and said, "You sexy 
fucking cunt!"

She turned onto her side and stared at me and her hand 
reached down and teased my soft cock. She looked at the 
slime on her fingers for a second and then she licked 
them clean. Then she leaned down and sucked my slimy 
cock into her mouth and gently sucked my cock clean.

I watched her as she worked. She stared me right in the 
eye as she sucked me. Then she lifted her head and 
said, "I couldn't believe that Don would do that, or 
eat my pussy clean after you fucked me. What happened 
in Germany that I don't know about?"

I decided that at this point it didn't matter if she 
knew. She had seen him do worse than suck my cock. So I 
told her about the times that I had raped his mouth. 
She seemed surprised. She knew something had happened 
though, so she believed me. I had to explain that I 
wasn't gay or bi, and could not honestly say why I had 
done it. I had only done it with him.

She smiled and said, "Maybe it's because he can be so 
effeminate. Don't get me wrong, I love Don. He is the 
perfect husband. He isn't very macho though. After all, 
he let you fuck his face, and he invited you over to 
make a slut out of me. We both have seen how much he is 
enjoying that."

I got up and reached into the bag I had brought with me 
and tossed one of the nearly transparent bikinis to 
Kylie and told her to put it on. She got up and headed 
for the bathroom and I asked sternly, "Where are you 
going cunt? I didn't say that you could clean up. Put 
the damned suit on!"

She blushed, but said, "Yes Master."

She put the tiny bikini on and I have to say that it 
was perfect. There were two little pieces of pale 
yellow cloth covering, but not concealing her nipples, 
and another tiny strip that was about an inch wide 
resting precariously over her tight little pussy. She 
ended up having to trim her pubic hair with my razor 
and then she stood up and modeled the suit for me. 

Her perfect little ass was totally exposed, there was 
just a string going down between the cheeks. Her 
nipples were so plainly displayed that I could see the 
little follicles around the nipples. My cum had not yet 
started leaking out of her pussy and the patch of cloth 
was still dry. It didn't matter. I could plainly 
discern her dark cleft and the hairs of what remained 
of her little patch of pubic hair. She might as well be 
naked. The suit was made even more obscene by the 
bright white flesh that had been covered in the past by 
her conservative, two-piece bathing suit. It just made 
her seem that much more naked.

I pulled my trunks on and we went out to the small 
living room. Don was waiting and I don't think he had 
heard us, but he knew what we were doing and the idea 
alone had apparently been enough to give him a hardon. 
I had neglected to tell him to put his trunks on so we 
waited while he quickly stripped and started to pull 
his trunks up. 

Before he had them all the way on I stopped him and 
said, "Kylie, now that you are getting to where you can 
give a decent blowjob, why don't you go over there and 
reward Don for sucking the cum out of your pussy 
earlier."

She moved over to where Don was standing and knelt at 
his feet and took his little cock all the way into her 
mouth instantly. I doubt if he was much in the stamina 
department on his best day, but this time he was as 
quick as a teenager getting his first blowjob. The 
difference was that this time Kylie swallowed. Then she 
kissed his little dick and pulled his trunks up. 

I said, "How about it Don, wasn't that much better than 
her previous attempts?"

He nodded eagerly.

I said, "I'm glad you appreciated it. Now, if you will 
go ahead and suck her pussy clean again we can go down 
and enjoy the pool."

He sighed resignedly and sank to his knees and pulled 
the little patch down and away from Kylie's pussy. She 
spread her legs and he attached his lips to her pussy 
and quickly licked and sucked her pussy clean. I 
stopped him when I thought that she was clean enough 
and she straightened her suit out and we went down to 
the pool.

The clientele at this extended stay motel consisted 
mostly of men who were in town on business for a week 
or two. There were a few exceptions, but not many. I 
had met a couple of them hanging around the pool in the 
evening. I had not seen any women or children around at 
all. So I didn't anticipate anyone being offended by 
Kylie's little bikini.

We entered the pool area and there were a half a dozen 
men sitting around or in the pool. They all looked up 
at us, or at Kylie, and all conversation stopped. I 
nodded at a couple of the guys that I had met and we 
stopped to decide where to sit. One of the men that I 
had gotten friendly with earlier spoke up and said, 
"Hey Wade! Why don't you and your friends join us? I 
have a cooler of beer here."

I hadn't thought to bring any drinks out, so I headed 
over to his table. I introduced Kylie and Don to my 
recent acquaintances, Larry and Carl. They were unable 
to take their eyes off of Kylie, of course. I smiled as 
I sat down and said, "Kylie, why don't you go cool off 
in the pool before you join us?"

She looked at me nervously and then turned her back on 
us, which almost caused Carl to spit out a mouthful of 
beer, and headed for the pool. She walked into the 
shallow end and we all watched as she swam around for a 
few minutes. I accepted Larry's offer of free beer and 
said, "If we run low I'll send Don out for more." 

That caused a couple of raised eyebrows, but no one 
said anything. I sipped my beer and we talked about not 
much of anything for a few minutes. My new friends were 
curious about Kylie and I explained that she was the 
wife of my employee, Don. They accepted that, until she 
came back over to our table, soaking wet and as good as 
naked, and I pulled her into my lap. 

The little suit was nothing more now than a vague 
yellowish tint over three little parts of her body. The 
strings were more obvious than the patches that were 
supposed to cover her.

I handed her a beer and she gulped down several 
swallows immediately. My explanation of the 
relationship between myself and Don and Kylie no longer 
seemed adequate as she sat in my lap nearly naked and 
my hand slid up her thigh and my finger slid up and 
down her pussy lips. 

I just ignored the amazed looks of my new friends and 
concentrated on Kylie's reaction. She couldn't bring 
herself to look at the others around the pool. She 
stared in my eyes as I lightly teased her slit with my 
finger. 

She moaned quietly and her legs fell open a little 
farther. I looked down and saw that her nipples were at 
attention. I heard Carl say, "Jesus, look at those 
nipples!"

I smiled and pulled the little patches of cloth out of 
the way, allowing them to rest against the sides of her 
breasts. It didn't matter, they didn't cover anything 
anyway. It was just the idea of being topless out here 
in front of these strange men. This time it wasn't in a 
place where people went for sexual stimulation like a 
video store or a porn theater. This was a public 
swimming pool and that made it more embarrassing for 
Kylie. 

Carl watched me for a few minutes and finally he 
couldn't take it anymore. He grinned at me and said, 
"Alright, let me get this straight. She is that guy's 
wife, right?" 

I nodded.

He continued, "He is your employee, right?"

I nodded again.

"But she does what you tell her to do, and lets you 
feel her up?" he asked.

I smiled and said, "Yeah, she is my little sex slave. 
They are both my slaves, actually. They both do 
whatever I tell them to do."

Carl shook his head and said, "You're shittin' me 
right?"

I took my hands off of Kylie and said, "Kylie, go over 
and sit in Carl's lap and tell him that every word I 
just said is true."

Kylie got up and glanced around at the four other men 
around the pool that were staring at us, unable to take 
their eyes off of her all but naked body.

Then she moved around to the other side of the table 
and Carl sat back and made room for Kylie to sit down. 
As she came down in his lap he grinned and said, "I'll 
be a son of a bitch!" He looked down at her naked 
breasts and then her moist slit and she put her arm 
around his neck and said, "Carl, I am Master Wade's sex 
slave. So is my husband. He can do anything he wants 
with me. Every word he told you was true."

I said, "Go ahead Carl. You can touch her. She likes 
being touched."

His hand moved up and gently cupped one breast and then 
the other. She closed her eyes and tried to relax as 
his fingers began teasing her nipples. He held one of 
her tits up and leaned forward and sucked on her 
nipple, causing her to groan loudly. 

As his hand slid down over her stomach to her crotch 
Larry was watching Don in amazement. He asked him, "You 
don't give a shit if other guys fuck with your wife?!"

Don was still capable of blushing, of realizing how 
humiliating his situation was. But he said, "It isn't 
up to me."

We all watched then as Carl brought Kylie to a quick 
orgasm with his finger. Then Larry asked, "Do you 
mind?"

I ordered Kylie to move over to Larry's lap and his 
hands were all over her instantly. She squirmed at his 
touch and he just kept muttering, "I'll be a son of a 
bitch. Fuck you are hot!"

The other guys around the pool came over one at a time 
over the next ten minutes and introduced themselves and 
were invited to join us. Over the next hour they all 
passed Kylie around. Since we were the only ones around 
the pool it didn't take us long to dispense with her 
suit all together and she spent an hour with stranger's 
fingers in her pussy. 

We had run out of beer and it was getting hot and 
thirsty out here. I suggested that we move the party 
inside and everyone seemed to think that was a good 
idea. I handed Kylie's suit to Don and gave him my key 
and told him to go ahead and unlock the door and then 
get dressed. I was going to need him to go get more 
beer.

Kylie walked naked between two of the men all the way 
to my room. As we went in, Don was putting his shoes on 
and he left as I bent Kylie over a coffee table and 
said, "Guys, leave her ass alone, for now. Don't hurt 
her. Those are the only rules. Help yourselves."

I went and got the last beer out of my refrigerator and 
sat down to watch as the six men stripped out of their 
trunks and lined up to fuck Kylie. Well, they didn't 
actually get in line. One of them knelt at her face and 
while she sucked him another guy started fucking her 
from behind. The other four sat nearby waiting their 
turn. 

It was hell of a show! Better than the theater earlier. 
I could see much better and all of the moans were 
coming from Kylie and the men fucking her instead of a 
boring fake sex movie. 

Don returned with the beer from a nearby store as the 
third man was fucking her. The man in her pussy 
finished before the third man getting sucked off. I 
ordered Don to put the beer away and bring one out for 
each of my guests. When he returned I ordered him to 
clean his wife's cunt.

The looks on my guest's faces were hilarious! I thought 
a couple of them would throw up, but mostly they stared 
in disbelief as Don knelt behind his wife and started 
licking up the cum that was running down her thighs. By 
the time he was finished and had cleaned her pussy 
adequately she was on the verge of cumming again.

One of the guys that she had just recently sucked off 
said, "Shit, the poor girl really needs some more 
cock." He walked over to Don and said, "Come on boy, 
get that pecker hard for me so I can fuck your cute 
little wife."

A couple of the men turned away in disgust, but most 
watched incredulously as Don took the man's soft cock 
into his mouth and sucked him until he was hard. There 
were several uncomplimentary remarks from the others 
but the man said, "Shit guys, he ain't half bad. In 
fact, he's a pretty good cocksucker. Not as good as his 
wife, but I'd do him again."

The remarks were not complimentary and Don's manhood 
was questioned pretty seriously. The guy pulled his 
hard cock away from Don's mouth and put it in Kylie's 
pussy and immediately one of the others called Don over 
and said, "Come on faggot, let's see what you can do."

There were several more scurrilous remarks but the man 
receiving Don's attention said almost proudly, "Shit 
man! I spend half my fucking life on the road. I have 
to tell you that some of the best head I ever got was 
through a glory hole in some adult book store from some 
dude that likes to suck cock. If you guys are going to 
try to tell me you've never done it, well, I won't call 
you liars, but that's just because I'm a gentleman."

I saw some embarrassed looks from some of them, most of 
them in fact. But they didn't say anything.

The man that Don was sucking said, "Shit, the boy ain't 
bad! How about it boy, you want a mouthful of cum? 
That's a good faggot, you keep sucking like that and 
I'm going to give you just what you need."

The man fucking Kylie finished and stepped away and the 
third man that she had sucked off earlier stood up and 
said, "You go ahead and let the dude suck you off. I'm 
going to fuck his wife and when I finish he can suck me 
clean before he sucks his wife's cunt again."

I guess that Don had eaten enough cum since yesterday 
that he was not as upset as he used to be when he was 
forced to suck a cock or eat out his wife's freshly 
fucked pussy. He didn't look happy, it was obvious that 
he didn't like being a cocksucker, but he wasn't 
freaking out about it. Actually, the fact that he was 
being made to do it against his will seemed to add to 
the amusement the men were getting from making him suck 
their cocks.

Watching Don suffering like that was amusing, but I was 
more interested in Kylie and her reactions. Not to 
mention that she was a whole hell of a lot nicer to 
look at.

Don finished sucking the guy off and was immediately 
put to work cleaning the cock of the guy that had just 
fucked her. I was about to make him clean Kylie up 
again when one of the guys stood up and said, "Since we 
are doing this one at a time now, let's get you on your 
back little girl. I want to fuck you right."

He helped Kylie up and I tossed him a towel to put 
under her before he laid her down and got on top of 
her. All of these guys were between thirty-five and 
forty-five and most of them had a few extra pounds, but 
none of them was really fat. All but one of them had 
average sized cocks. That one, the one that was about 
to fuck her for the second time had a pretty impressive 
cock that looked to be about eight inches long. I 
wasn't going to measure it, but I had to admit, I would 
have liked to have had one just like it. You know how 
boys are.

No one else had Don provide them with blowjobs. He did 
get to suck most of them clean though, and he was made 
to suck his wife clean a few more times as the men 
fucked her until no one could get it up any more. 

When everyone was fucked out we sat around and drank a 
few more beers and watched the end of a college 
football game on TV. While we watched I sent Kylie in 
to take a shower and get cleaned up and when she 
returned she started giving the guys more lap time. 
They might not be able to fuck her anymore, but she was 
still a lot of fun to play with.

In the late afternoon I called out and had a few pizzas 
delivered and that was one freaked out pizza delivery 
man. Not too freaked out to get a blowjob for a tip, 
but you should have seen his face when Kylie let him in 
and he saw eight naked men and one naked woman. A lot 
of us laughed out loud.

I imagine that Kylie was getting pretty tired, but that 
was her last blowjob for the time being. I let Don and 
Kylie relax and join us for beer and pizza and the guys 
even seemed to forgive Don for being a cocksucker. They 
did try to get him to talk about it though, since they 
had seen how much he seemed to hate what he was doing.

Don was reluctant to talk about it, and it wasn't like 
these guys were people to whom he felt that he owed an 
explanation. Still, he tried to explain that he had 
only recently become interested in becoming a 
submissive and a part of that was being made to do 
things that he didn't like to do. Since he didn't 
really understand it himself it wasn't likely that he 
was going to be able to explain it to a half a dozen 
men that were not normally into esoteric sexual 
activities and didn't understand anyone that was 
different than they were.

After we ate, Kylie returned to her revolving lap duty. 
No one was going to be having sex anymore though. 

After the game ended, the guys started gradually 
leaving and pretty soon it was just the three of us 
again.

I packed a small bag of toiletries and a change of 
clothes and after they put their street clothes back 
on, Don drove us back to their house. 

It was a nice evening so I thought it would be fun to 
take a walk around the neighborhood. Kylie wasn't real 
happy about her neighbors seeing her in a cut off t-
shirt that said, "I Swallow!" She wouldn't think of 
refusing though.

We walked to a nearby park and I had Kylie walk ahead 
of us about ten feet. We followed and watched the looks 
on the faces of the people we passed.

After walking around for about fifteen minutes I caught 
up to Kylie and instructed her to sit on a bench that 
was coming up on the left. I told her that once more 
she was not permitted to say no to anyone. Don and I 
sat on a nearby bench, far enough away to not be a 
threat to any passersby, yet close enough to be able to 
come to her aid if necessary.

We watched her from our bench. We were close enough to 
hear any conversations Kylie had. I suppose it was more 
amusing for me than for Don, but I think that Don was 
enjoying our activities more than he was letting on.

Several men walked by and did a double take when they 
saw Kylie. They didn't stop though. They smiled and 
nodded at her and kept going. Then a kid walked by. He 
was a young teenage boy, about thirteen or fourteen. He 
was young, but he knew what the words on her shirt 
meant. 

The kid did a double take, just like the adults had, 
then he backed up and came to a stop and stared at 
Kylie's chest and smirked. He didn't say anything at 
first. Then he said, "Holy shit lady! That's some 
shirt!"

She was obviously uncomfortable. More so because of the 
kid's age. She smiled though and thanked him. I'm not 
sure for what. He looked around and he saw us, but 
didn't know if we were with her or not. He asked, "Are 
you alone?"

She wasn't sure what to say to that, but she glanced at 
me and I nodded, so she said that she was.

He asked if he could sit with her and she nodded.

He took a seat and continued to stare at her breasts. 
Then he asked, "Are you wearing that shirt for a 
reason?"

She probably would have been more comfortable if he had 
been five years older, and if he had stopped asking 
questions and just made her suck his cock. Instead she 
had to do this word dance with the kid. 

She finally answered, "Because it's true I guess."

The kid was starting to get excited. The beautiful 
woman in the sexy clothes had not told him to fuck off 
and was answering his questions. He seemed to gather 
his courage and he asked, "Do you do it for anyone? Is 
that why you are out here in that shirt?"

I saw her close her eyes for a second and sigh deeply. 
Then she looked at the kid and said, "Yes, I swallow 
for anyone that asks."

The kid looked like he wanted to jump up and yell he 
was so excited. He controlled himself though and he 
said, "So if I ask you to suck my cock you'll do it?!"

She nodded, but it was obvious she was reluctant. Well, 
it was obvious to us. The kid didn't seem to notice.

He asked, "If you are going to suck me off, can I see 
your boobs?"

She asked him, "Have you ever seen boobs before?"

"No ma'am," he answered breathlessly. "I ain't been 
sucked off before either."

I heard her groan and mumble, "Oh god."

Then she looked around and, seeing no one but Don and 
I, she lifted the shirt up, baring her breasts to the 
boy.

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Can I touch them?"

Kylie nodded and the kid's hand shot out and he roughly 
grabbed her left breast. She cringed and said, 
"Gently!"

He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry. Wow! 
That feels so nice, so hot!"

He moved his hands around her breasts, gently now, for 
about a minute. Then he asked, "You going to suck me 
off now?"

She nodded and dropped her shirt back over her breasts 
and looked around. She stood up and looked around and 
the kid grabbed her hand and said, "Come on, I know a 
good place."

She glanced at us and I nodded and she allowed herself 
to be pulled into a small clearing in the bushes. As 
soon as they were inside he pulled her down out of 
sight.

Don and I moved closer quietly and I could see just 
enough to see that the kid was lying down and Kylie was 
kneeling over him. The kid's eyes were closed and his 
pants were down. His hand was back on her breast and 
she was sucking him enthusiastically. He swore and he 
came almost immediately. 

I heard Kylie say, "Was that as much fun as you thought 
it would be?"

He sighed, apparently unable to talk yet. I saw her 
smile and she said, "That was pretty quick, wasn't it? 
Want to do it again?"

He said, "Can we?! Jeez yes!"

Kylie took the kids cock back into her mouth and Don 
and I returned to our bench while she sucked him off 
again. This time he lasted almost a minute! He was loud 
enough that we could hear him from our bench. It was 
pretty amusing.

A minute later they came back out of the bushes and he 
thanked her enthusiastically. Then he asked, "Do you 
like doing that?"

She smiled and said, "Sometimes."

He asked, "Are you going to be here much longer?"

She said, "I don't know, why do you ask?"

"My best friend will be here soon. I bet he'd love a 
blowjob too. Hell, if you aren't here he won't even 
believe me when I tell him."

Kylie looked thoughtful and then she said, "If he comes 
out soon I'll give your friend a blowjob, but you guys 
have to promise not to tell anyone. I could get in a 
lot of trouble for doing this with you. How old are 
you?"

"I'm thirteen," he said proudly.

Kylie groaned and said, "Christ! They would put me 
under the jail!"

He said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone except my 
friend."

They sat back down on the bench and after the kid 
looked around and saw only Don and I he asked, "Those 
guys are with you aren't they?"

She looked at me and I just smiled and left it up to 
her.

She turned back to him and said, "Yes. They are here to 
make sure that no one hurts me."

"But it's okay for you to have sex with guys?" he asked 
excitedly.

She nodded.

The kid looked at us and then he turned back to Kylie 
and asked, "Can I see your thing….your pussy?"

She glanced around to make sure that no one was 
approaching and then she lifted the hem of her tiny 
skirt about two inches, baring her slit. She spread her 
legs slightly and the kid stared in wonder at her moist 
pussy.

She took his hand and put it between her legs and I 
thought the kid was going to pass out. He turned bright 
red and he slipped a finger slowly and carefully inside 
of her. He moved it in and out a couple of times and 
then he looked around and leaned down to look closely 
at the treasure that had been uncovered. 

He explored it for a moment and then he looked up at 
her and said, "Jeez, it's beautiful!"

She spotted someone coming and let her skirt fall and 
said to the boy, "Someone's coming."

He looked up and smiled and said, "That's Frankie, he's 
my best friend. That's his brother Jim with him."

The kid had straightened up but his hand was still 
trapped between Kylie's thighs. She started to pull his 
hand away but I shook my head and she sat back and let 
the inevitable take place.

The two boys saw their friend and came to a stop in 
front of him and Kylie. It was obvious where his hand 
was and what it was doing of course. The kid just 
smiled proudly and said hello to his friends.

Frankie was apparently the same age as the kid that was 
fingering Kylie. His brother looked like he might be a 
year older, but it was hard to say for sure.

The kid said, "Hey Frankie, guess what I been doing?"

"What?" Frankie asked. He didn't know what the kid had 
been doing, but he could see what he was doing now and 
he wasn't sure if he believed his eyes.

He said, "She sucked my cock. Twice! I asked her if she 
would suck you off too and she said she would. You want 
a blowjob?"

Frankie looked at Kylie and asked, "He's pulling my 
leg, right?"

Kylie, with some reluctance said, "No Frankie. I sucked 
him off, twice. Afterwards he said that you were coming 
soon and he asked me if I would wait and suck you off 
too."

Jim asked, "What about me? Could I have a blowjob?"

Kylie nodded and then the first kid said, "Guys! Look 
at this!"

Then he spread her legs apart a few inches and showed 
them her pussy. They stared in awe and then they 
dropped to their knees to get a closer look. 

"Holy crap!" Jim exclaimed. "That's the prettiest thing 
I ever saw!"

"No shit!" his brother agreed eagerly.

Jim looked up and asked, "Can I touch it?"

Kylie nodded and spread her legs a little farther 
apart.

After watching for a moment, Frankie said, "Move over 
Jim, let me see." 

Jim moved his hand and Frankie reached out and explored 
Kylie's pussy for a few seconds and I could see that 
she was getting really turned on with all of this 
attention. 

The first kid said, "Check this out guys." Then he 
reached up and lifted Kylie's t-shirt, baring her tits 
to the newcomers. 

Kylie said, "Guys, let's take this into the bushes 
before someone sees us."

Jim glanced at me and asked, "What about them?"

The first kid answered, "They're her bodyguards."

I guess that was close enough to fact.

Kylie led the three boys back into the small copse just 
off of the path and quickly dropped from sight. The 
boys were right behind her and Don and I moved closer 
again. The kids saw us, but ignored us.

Frankie was on his back with his little cock sticking 
up in the air and someone had pulled Kylie's t-shirt up 
again. As she bent down to take Frankie into her mouth 
Jim and the first kid knelt on either side of her and 
each grabbed one of her breasts and then they both 
reached down and after lifting her skirt up they began 
to caress the cheeks of her ass. Every few seconds one 
or the other of them would slide his hand down between 
her legs and press against her pussy. She would have 
probably cum if Frankie had lasted thirty seconds 
longer.

He didn't though. He grabbed Kylie's hair and 
whispered, "Oh my god!" He tensed up and then he went 
limp. It had taken only slightly longer than it had 
taken the first boy.

He looked over at the first kid and said, "Jesus Gary! 
That was the greatest thing ever!" 

Jim said, "Come on Frankie! Move over, it's my turn."

Gary said, "Wait Jim. She'll do it again. Then she'll 
do you twice too. Let's just keep playing with her 
until she's done."

Jim was in a hurry, but he did enjoy what he was doing. 
He finally said, "Alright, but I hope I don't cum in my 
pants first!"

Kylie smiled. Then she bent back down and resumed 
sucking Frankie. The boys went back to massaging her 
breasts and her ass and teasing her pussy. This time 
Frankie lasted long enough and the boys brought Kylie 
to an orgasm with their hands. I heard her groan and 
saw her lift her head. Her eyes were closed and her 
mouth was open and she was gasping for breath.

Gary said, "Wow! Look at that! She's cumming too!"

She put her head down on Frankie's stomach and drew a 
few deep breaths and then she returned to sucking him 
off. He didn't last much longer. He had watched Kylie 
have her orgasm and it was incredibly exciting. 

Kylie sat up and Frankie pulled his pants up and 
switched places with Jim. Jim's cock was slightly 
larger, but still obviously had a long way to go. His 
reactions were the same as Gary's and Frankie's though. 
He came in less than a minute, though he was more vocal 
than his two friends. Kylie kept her head down and 
licked his balls and his cock for a minute and then she 
started sucking him again. The other two boys continued 
to play with her exposed body and she was long past any 
misgivings about their youth. She was obviously very 
turned on as she took Jim back into her mouth and 
sucked him off again.

After Jim came a second time Kylie sat up again and 
while Jim pulled his pants up she noticed that Gary was 
hard as a rock again. She smiled and reached out and 
patted the bulge in his pants and asked, "Would you 
like me to take care of that one more time before we 
go?"

He didn't answer, he just slid his pants and underwear 
down and stood there with his hard little pecker right 
in her face and smiled eagerly.

She grinned and pulled him into her mouth with both of 
her hands on his butt as she sucked him off again. Even 
though the little shit had already cum twice, he still 
came in less than two minutes!

As he pulled his pants back into place I moved into the 
little clearing and the three boys looked up at me to 
make sure that they weren't in trouble. I smiled at 
them and said, "Relax boys. I got so fucking hot 
watching this that I want some of that hot mouth too. 
You don't mind if I get a blowjob too do you?"

They just grinned and I opened my pants and pulled my 
cock out and Kylie dove down on it, sliding her lips 
all the way down to the base and taking a couple of 
inches of it into her throat as she had learned 
yesterday. With all the practice that she had been 
given in the last two days she didn't have any trouble 
at all.

The boys were still kneeling nearby and I found their 
expressions amusing. They couldn't believe she had 
taken my entire cock into her mouth. I said, "If you 
guys don't mind, you could go back to playing with her 
tits and her pussy. That keeps her hot and she sucks 
cock much better when she is hot."

She did too. As the boys began feeling her up again she 
moaned around my cock and then started sucking me 
furiously. She wanted to get fucked, badly. I had 
planned on letting her suck me off, she was getting 
very good at it, but I felt sorry for her and I decided 
that she had earned a good fuck. I pulled out of her 
mouth, turned her around and pushed her down on her 
hands and knees and knelt behind her. 

She spread her legs and reached between them to grab my 
cock and pull me into her hot pussy. As soon as she 
felt the head of my cock at the entrance she started 
crying out, "Fuck me! Please Master, fuck me hard! God 
I need it! I'm so fucking horny! Oh yes!"

She really was horny. She started cumming as soon as I 
started stroking my cock into her. She couldn't get 
enough. The boys were watching in amazement from inches 
away and I invited them back into the action. One of 
them got on either side of her again and reached down 
to tease her tits. Jim knelt at her head and pulled his 
pants down and she eagerly took him back into her 
mouth. I fucked her long and hard, long enough that 
after she sucked Jim off for the third time she sucked 
Frankie off again and then she sucked Don off. And all 
that time she was having one orgasm almost immediately 
following another. 

I finally came and held her tight against my stomach as 
her clasping cunt drained the cum from me. When I was 
soft I slipped out of her and she wheeled around and 
sucked my cock clean and then kissed it and helped me 
put it away.

The kids, with voices filled with awe, thanked Kylie 
again and then they left after I reminded them that 
they couldn't tell anyone. I promised them that we 
could do this again if they kept their mouths shut. I 
was pretty sure that would guarantee their silence.

I helped Kylie to her feet and I had to support her as 
I led her out of the bushes. We sat on the bench, 
together this time, so that she could get her strength 
back for the walk home. She was holding Don's hand, but 
she was leaning on my shoulder. She was quiet for a few 
minutes, we all were. Then she whispered, "Jesus Christ 
that was hot! I just sucked off three little boys! She 
smiled at me and said, "Master, you are a bigger 
pervert than I am!"

I took that as a compliment. I'm sure that was how she 
meant it.

It was now early in the evening on a Saturday. I 
probably should have been thinking about where to take 
her now and what to do to humiliate her further. It had 
been a long day, though, and we were all pretty worn 
out. Instead, we went back and she took another shower, 
I've lost track of how many showers she took today. 
Then I sat in their bed and read more of her dirty 
diary while she lay with her head on my stomach and 
teased my cock with her lips and her tongue and the 
gentle touch of her soft fingertips.

It was fascinating reading. It started out describing 
mild scenarios of flashing, always while under the 
control of some strong, dominant mystery man who guided 
her through her fantasy life. Normally she was forced 
to expose herself to strangers that passed through her 
life, but not always. Some of her fantasies involved 
being exposed to neighbors or her parent's male friends 
or her girlfriend's fathers and brothers and just about 
every male in her life. Sometimes it was described as 
being done in such a way as to make it seem accidental, 
but more often it was purposeful and prolonged. In 
those cases it was often followed by being offered to 
the men for sex. The sex acts were often performed in 
public as well.

There were long lists of public places where she was 
exposed and forced to submit sexually. The sex acts and 
the acts of sexual stimulation became increasingly 
perverse as the diaries went on and she became older 
and more jaded. Some of the fantasies were obviously 
self destructive and never meant to be actually 
experienced. For instance, being driven to Tijuana and 
forced to perform with a donkey. Some were more mundane 
and we had already experienced them in the last twenty-
four hours. 

There is a gap in the entries from just before her 
wedding until a few months after they were married. 
When the diaries pick up again after her marriage she 
described some of the things that we had done yesterday 
with just the three of us in the privacy of their home. 
She wrote of being stripped and taken in front of her 
husband and how much it excited her. She made no 
mention of her husband being forced to suck dicks or 
eat her out after she was fucked, but he was involved 
in her humiliation by his presence.

She mentioned scenarios similar to our shopping trip 
today, though in my reading so far I had not seen 
mention of adult businesses, except for a strip club 
where she had imagined being forced to perform. 

There were frequent references to varying degrees of 
bondage and some light pain, a mild whipping or a hard 
spanking. Usually though, it was just bondage so that 
her body was on display and available for sex to any 
number of men.

There were descriptions of being publicly exhibited and 
then passed around that were similar to what happened 
today at the pool and later in my suite. The details 
were close enough that she could say she had 
experienced them. 

I had not come across any mention of young boys yet, 
but there were a couple of pages describing being tied 
to a piece of playground equipment in the park after 
dark and raped by every man that came along. There were 
even hints that their pets took part, at least to some 
degree. 

I didn't know how far her fantasies went yet. There was 
still a lot of reading to do. As I read I couldn't help 
wondering if, as she claimed, she had never experienced 
any of these things. I also wondered about her 
relationship with her father, since they shared so many 
of the same fantasies.

I read for about two hours and thanks to Kylie's 
talents and her writing I had a constant hardon. When I 
put the book up for the night I pulled her up on the 
bed beside me and kissed and licked my way down to her 
pussy. I was amazed at how it looked after all of the 
fucking she had experienced today. It was still a tight 
little line, looking nearly virginal. Her labia were 
only slightly extended, but you had to look close to 
see them. It looked a hell of a lot more like teenage 
pussy then a thirty year old pussy. 

I love eating pussy and I love pleasing a woman and 
driving her crazy with my tongue. I don't go down on a 
woman for a couple of minutes to get her in the mood or 
to get the juices flowing so that I can fuck her. I get 
a feeling of erotic power from watching her lose 
control when I drive her crazy with my lips and my 
tongue until she is a helpless mass of quivering flesh. 

That describes Kylie's condition in about forty-five 
minutes, give or take. I wasn't done though. I lifted 
her legs up to her chest, rolling her cute little butt 
up off of the bed and began to eat out her tiny, pink 
little asshole. She had never experienced that before 
and was not prepared for the extremely erotic 
sensations. I watched her as my tongue delved into her 
little hole and she pulled at her tits and squeezed her 
nipples and cried out over and over in the most obscene 
manner. 

After I had driven her nearly crazy I lowered her legs 
and moved up over her and held her hands over her head, 
keeping her helpless. I placed the head of my cock 
inside of her and held it just inside her opening and 
she was crying now and begging to be fucked, whining 
and pleading for cock. 

I drove my cock inside of her. Not violently, but 
forcefully, taking her, using her the way she dreamed 
about. She struggled to free her hands as I fucked her. 
She didn't want to be free though, she wanted to be 
restrained and raped. She started having one orgasm 
after another very quickly and by the time I had cum 
for the last time today she was nearly out of her mind.

I rolled off of her and she gasped for breath for a 
moment before she rolled over and began to lick my 
sweaty body clean from my chest to my balls. I finally 
had to stop her. I couldn't take anymore. I pulled her 
up beside me and noticed Don in the door with a couple 
of cold glasses of ice water. 

I smiled and said, "Good man!"

He smiled wryly and came in and Kylie and I drank 
gratefully. 

As I lay there I studied Don openly. I wondered how he 
felt now after seeing me use his wife, and share her 
with various strangers for a day and a half now. My 
mind wandered back over the events of the last two day 
and I found it impossible to remember how many orgasms 
I had had, much less how many Kylie had enjoyed. 

Don had admitted that she had never had multiple 
orgasms before. Now she had them constantly. She must 
have had close to a hundred orgasms since I first 
pulled her into my lap yesterday evening.

In the last hour she had enjoyed so many that I could 
not have counted them!

I felt a little sorry for Don. He didn't seem to feel 
sorry for himself though. In fact, he seemed to have 
slipped into this lifestyle quite easily. 

They were both being exposed to the life they had 
fantasized about and so far they didn't seem to have 
any regrets.

We all slept late Sunday morning. I probably would have 
slept later if I hadn't had to go to the bathroom so 
bad. I used the toilet and brushed my teeth and decided 
that going back to bed was pointless. So I turned on 
the water in the shower and when it warmed up I got in. 

I was shampooing my hair when I felt soapy hands moving 
over my body. I left the shampoo in my hair and relaxed 
while Kylie washed me. At least I hoped it was Kylie.

When she was done I rinsed off and enjoyed returning 
the favor. I ran my soapy hands over her amazing body 
and then I helped her rinse off.

After we had dried off we headed downstairs. Don had 
started coffee and then taken a shower in the guest 
bathroom. He met us in the hallway on the way to the 
stairs and we all went down to the kitchen.

I hadn't decided what to do today. I watched them eat 
breakfast and just relaxed and sipped my coffee and 
thought about the possibilities. I didn't know the town 
very well and of course I didn't know anyone in it, so 
my options were limited. I was sure that I would be 
able to be more imaginative in my use of Kylie once I 
was more settled in.

I asked Kylie where she worked. She was the assistant 
manager of a small men's boutique at the local mall. 
She assured me that they didn't sell the kinds of 
clothes that interested me. They sold only men's 
clothes. 

In response to my next question she said that the store 
was small and she did work in sales when it got busy or 
they were short of salespeople. I thought that I might 
be able to work something like that to my advantage 
later.

Since it was Sunday morning there wasn't a lot that I 
could do with Kylie yet. We lounged around the pool for 
a while and just before lunch I decided that we should 
go out and get a light lunch in a nearby eatery. I 
asked them if there was someplace that they could 
recommend and Kylie said that there wasn't much in the 
area that opened at this time on Sunday. 

I herded everyone upstairs and we went through Kylie's 
new clothes and I selected a small dress that at first 
glance looked, not modest, but decent. It was a very 
short dress in a quiet print design that buttoned down 
the front. It was not until you looked close that you 
realized that you could actually see through most of 
it. From even a few feet away it wasn't obvious. 
Standing in front of her, though, her supposedly hidden 
charms were no longer hidden.

I made her leave the top buttons opened at first, but 
then I realized that when it hung away from her body it 
became more translucent. When it was buttoned up and 
the material was in contact with her flesh it was more 
revealing. So I made her button the top, but leave the 
bottom two buttons undone. I dressed in slacks and a 
sport shirt and we went out to the car. 

As we were walking from the house to the car I saw Gary 
and Frankie, two of the kids from the park last night, 
walking down the sidewalk. Their faces lit up when they 
saw us and I smiled and waived at them. I noticed that 
Kylie and Don seemed uncomfortable. I think that they 
would have preferred that the boys didn't know where 
they lived.

I waited for the boys to come over and say hello and 
they admired Kylie's outfit. They asked us when Kylie 
was going to wear the "I Swallow" t-shirt again and I 
said, "You don't have to wait for her to put the t-
shirt on boys. I guess after yesterday you figured out 
I'm not her bodyguard. She is my sex slave. She has to 
fuck and suck anyone I tell her to."

I don't know if they had figured that out or not after 
seeing the look of amazement in their eyes. I chuckled 
to myself and said, "You see that car?" pointing at my 
Lexus.

They nodded and I continued, "When you see that car 
parked here you can come knock on the door and if we 
are here and we aren't busy you can come in and get a 
blowjob or fuck her if you want. You just have to ask 
me. Okay?"

They nodded eagerly and I added, "Just you two. If this 
gets out it's all over."

They promised and we started for the car again. Don 
opened the back door for me and Kylie and Gary asked, 
"When are you coming home?"

I laughed and I answered, "I'm not sure Gary, we are 
going out for lunch and a little afternoon 
entertainment. We may be gone for several hours."

I got in the car then and the boys watched Kylie climb 
in and sit down with her dress rising up and coming 
open in front to reveal her charms to all four of us. 
She saw everyone looking, and she looked down to see 
how bad it was. She didn't do anything to try to cover 
up though. What would be the point?

Just as Don was about to close the car door I heard 
Gary said, "Jesus Frankie! We're gonna get to fuck 
her!"

Kylie didn't look happy about that but I laughed and 
said, "Don't worry about it Kylie! Shit, I saw their 
dicks. You'll never even feel them!"

She sighed and said, "That's not the point Master. They 
are so young. You see how messed up I am because of 
being exposed to things I shouldn't have been at such a 
young age."

I responded, "It's true, you are, to use your phrase, 
messed up. On the other hand, I love how messed up you 
are, so does your husband. It will be different with 
those boys though. You won't be exposing them to rape 
and torture or whatever else you were sucked in and 
warped by. It will be more like you are giving them a 
sex education. You could do them some good. You could 
teach them how to make love to a woman the right way."

She didn't look convinced. I guess she was also worried 
that they would not be able to keep their mouths shut 
and she would end up in trouble.

I ordered Don to drive around until we found a likely 
place for lunch. I don't eat fast food so that ruled 
out most of the places we passed. We found a couple of 
likely places but they weren't open on Sunday, or they 
weren't open for lunch. We got closer and closer to the 
city and finally I said, "Fuck it! Let's go back to the 
place we ate lunch in yesterday."

Don headed for the topless bar and Kylie breathed a 
sigh of relief when she realized that she wouldn't have 
to go into some diner full of people who had just 
gotten out of church in the dress she was wearing.

We weren't that far from the adult complex when I had 
made my decision and we were pulling up in front of it 
in just a few minutes. We went inside and had a quick 
lunch. There weren't a lot of distractions. The place 
was nearly empty. 

After we ate we walked around the complex again. The 
strip club was open, but I doubted if it was very busy 
yet. It was still very early in the afternoon. We did 
some window shopping at the tattoo parlor and then 
walked past the clothing store and another bar and I 
didn't see anything that piqued my interest. 

We headed back towards the car and just for the hell of 
it we ducked into the strip club. It wasn't crowded, 
that was for sure. There were a dozen men sitting 
around the stage looking nearly as bored as the 
dancers. I had only been in an American strip club once 
before in my life. On my twenty-first birthday some 
friends had taken me to one to celebrate. I had had fun 
for several reasons. I was old enough to drink legally 
finally, and the girls had gone out of their way to 
tease me because it was my birthday. 

I had gone to a couple of clubs in Stuttgart while I 
was stationed in Germany and preferred the quieter and 
more intimate atmosphere in Europe. That being said, it 
was still a hell of a waste of money. I didn't actually 
enjoy it that much in either country. They were noisy 
and smoky and all in all I didn't care much for them. 

I was here for a different kind of entertainment today 
though. This was Kylie's first time and I wanted it to 
be a learning experience. We sat down not far from the 
stage and Don and Kylie ordered mixed drinks, I had 
ginger ale. 

We drew some attention when we came in and sat down. I 
guess they don't get a lot of pretty, sexy young women 
in the audience. I saw that Kylie was nervous, with 
good reason, though she didn't know it yet.

I told her to watch the girls on stage until I saw one 
of the girls giving a customer a lap dance. I told her 
to watch that, because she would be tested. She really 
looked nervous now. 

We all watched as the girl straddled the customer, 
wearing only a g-string, and rubbed her body over him 
as sensuously as possible until the song ended. He kept 
his hands by his side and mostly just stared at her big 
tits as she rubbed them over his chest.

I stood and told my two slaves to enjoy the show. I 
would return shortly. I went to the men's room and then 
I went to find the manager. I found him in his small 
office with the help of one of the waitresses. 

I introduced myself and explained to him that I had a 
budding sex slave with me and I had brought her in to 
watch the dancers so that I could make her dance at a 
later date, but while I was here I would like to have 
her perform a lap dance or two, just to put her in the 
right frame of mind.

Once he realized that I hadn't come back to his office 
to bitch about something he had loosened up and he had 
no problem with what I was offering. I proposed that, 
if the customers were interested, she perform a lap 
dance for whatever the standard fee might be, but that 
the money would be split among the dancers. I didn't 
want them to be deprived of their livelihood. 

When he agreed to that I explained that all she was 
wearing was a dress, she didn't have a g-string. He was 
unconcerned about that. Finally I asked about the rules 
for the girls giving lap dances and he smiled and said, 
"Hell, the rules are for the protection of my girls. 
You make your own rules."

That was what I had hoped for. He wanted to meet Kylie 
before I put her to work and I went out and got her and 
returned to the manager's office. When he saw my 
beautiful and obviously frightened sex slave he grinned 
and said, "Wade, whenever you get ready to have her do 
a little strip show, come on back. I'll be happy to 
squeeze her in."

I thanked him and then I explained to Kylie that he had 
been nice enough to let her do a lap dance or two while 
we were here. I told her that, unlike the other 
dancers, she was to encourage her customers to touch 
her and that she was to give any money she might earn 
to the dancers. Then I suggested that she thank the 
manager for being so understanding. 

She looked at me, not sure what I wanted her to do. I 
turned to the manager and said, "I have just been 
teaching Kylie how to suck a cock properly. Would you 
like a demonstration?"

He said, "Hell yes!" He stood up and unbuttoned his 
pants and pushed them down to his knees. He sat back 
down and spread his legs and I nodded at her.

She took a deep breath and walked around to the other 
side of his desk and fell to her knees. Before she 
started I said, "Send her out when you're done with 
her. Kylie, rinse your mouth out when you finish and 
come out and see me."

I went back out to the table and sat down with Don. He 
looked up, curious that his wife was not with me. I 
just let him stew and watched another lackluster dancer 
on the stage.

Ten minutes or so later Kylie came out of the back and 
returned to the table. She looked unhappy and I asked 
her what was wrong.

She said, "He had the worst tasting cum I ever tasted!" 

I asked, "Do you know what you are going to do now?"

She nodded. 

"Do you know how much to charge?"

She nodded.

"Do you know the rules?"

She said, "There aren't any?"

I nodded and then I ordered her to stand up and take 
her dress off and start asking the customers if they 
wanted a lap dance. I tried to encourage her and told 
her that she might get lucky and not get any takers. 
She didn't seem to think that was going to happen.

I ordered her to smile and stand up and undress and she 
closed her eyes for a moment and took a few deep 
breaths to steel her nerves for what she had to do. 
Then she stood up and slowly unbuttoned her dress. 

I saw the men begin to notice and divert their 
attention from the stage to watch Kylie. She slipped 
her dress off and draped it over the back of her chair 
and then Don and I and every other man in the place 
watched as she walked naked to the nearest customer and 
bent over to whisper in his ear. 

He looked her over and grinned and reached for his 
wallet. He handed her some bills and she brought them 
over and handed them to me. She returned to her first 
customer and they carried on another brief conversation 
until the music stopped and another song started. 

She straddled his lap and began rubbing her body 
against the man who was getting her lap dance cherry. 
His hands immediately began roaming freely over her 
body. It was obvious that she had told him that she 
didn't have the same constraints that the regular 
dancers had. 

She tried to smile from time to time, but she was 
concentrating so hard on what she was doing that she 
often forgot. 

Her diary had mentioned that she fantasized about being 
forced to strip for a crowd of horny men in a strip 
club. I had not yet read anything about lap dancing. I 
thought she would get a kick out of it, in her perverse 
way.

Her customer's hands had stopped roaming her body and 
were now mauling her tits. He was an average looking 
guy in his mid forties, and he was really enjoying 
Kylie's company. Just as the song ended he leaned 
forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth and 
she just sat on his lap and waited for him to turn her 
loose. 

I looked around at the other men who were all watching 
Kylie now and they liked this more open style of lap 
dancing. Her customer finally turned loose of her 
breast and she stood up came back over to our table and 
gulped down the rest of her drink. Then she went to the 
next man. 

She approached him and as she bent down and spoke in 
his ear his hand came to rest on her inner thigh and 
slid up her thigh to actually come into contact with 
her pussy. She didn't resist and the men at the other 
tables saw that. She pitched her services to the guy, 
trying to ignore the hand on her crotch and he finally, 
though reluctantly, removed his hand from between her 
legs and reached for his wallet.

He handed her the cash which she brought to me and then 
she went back and straddled her customer's legs. She 
sat on his lap and he played with her tits until the 
next song started.

When the song that was playing ended he pulled her head 
close and spoke into her ear and she nodded her head. 
When the next song started she didn't move. Instead, he 
reached one hand down and appeared to be inserting a 
finger into her pussy. His other hand returned to her 
breast. 

He glanced at me and smiled as he fingered Kylie and 
half way through the "dance" I saw her throw her head 
back and it was obvious that she was having an orgasm. 
She was holding onto his shoulders and her hips were 
twitching and I heard her moan in pleasure, even over 
the loud music they were playing.

I saw the manager watching from nearby. He came over to 
me and suggested that we move our act into a darkened 
alcove off of the main room. I thought that was a good 
idea. I didn't want anyone getting arrested, and I 
reasoned that everyone would feel a little more free to 
enjoy Kylie's charms in the relative privacy the alcove 
provided.

I told Don to bring Kylie's dress and I asked the 
waitress for another round of drinks, to be delivered 
in the alcove. As we moved in that direction and the 
other customers saw where we were going, they all stood 
up to follow. 

I doubt if the dancers were all that upset. They didn't 
seem to enjoy their work and they weren't getting any 
tips. They would make more money from what Kylie was 
doing than what they were doing.

Don and I took a seat in the small alcove. There were a 
half a dozen tables packed closely together and the 
customers spread themselves more or less evenly among 
the tables. 

Kylie waited for our waitress and took a big gulp of 
her drink before she started looking for a new "dance" 
partner. I saw the eager looks on the faces of the men 
and I thought, "What the fuck, why all this beating 
around the bush?"

I stood up and in a lull in the music while a new 
dancer took to the stage in an empty club I said, 
"Gentlemen, how about if we up the anti here? You guys 
are paying twenty-five dollars for a little rubbing and 
the chance to feel up a pretty girl." 

I pushed Kylie to the nearest table and bent her down 
over it and said, "How many of you would pay fifty 
bucks to fuck her?"

I glanced at the manager who was standing at the 
entrance to the alcove watching. He smiled and shrugged 
and I turned back to see nearly all of them reaching 
for their wallets. Even the two men she had already 
danced for were going for it. 

I collected the money from all but two of the fourteen 
men and stood back and let nature take its course. The 
first two got in line and as the first man shoved his 
dick into her I knew that she would never admit it, but 
she was grateful. This was more like her fantasies, and 
she was very turned on right now. She wanted to be 
fucked.

One of the guys came over and asked if he could get 
sucked off instead and I nodded. He walked over and 
watched the guy fucking her for a minute. Then he 
pulled his cock out and moved over and rearranged her 
just enough that her head was near the edge of the 
table. He placed the head of his cock at her lips and 
she opened her mouth without protest and let him fuck 
her face. 

The first man to fuck her finished up and stepped back 
and another took his place immediately. The men had 
gathered around Kylie pretty tight and I couldn't see 
if she was enjoying herself, but I was watching close 
enough to make sure she wasn't being hurt. 

After the third man had fucked her I sent Don in to 
clean her up before the fourth man could put his cock 
in her. They appreciated the clean pussy, but several 
of them were really grossed out by what Don was doing. 
I was watching though, and more of them thought it was 
amusing than were grossed out. Most didn't give a shit, 
as long as they got laid, they didn't give a shit about 
anything.

It took less than an hour for the twelve of them to 
finish with her. I made Don clean her up one last time 
and then I let her put her dress on. She gulped down 
what remained of her watered down drink and I gave her 
the cash I had collected to give to the manager. 

She gave him the money on our way out and he smiled and 
said, "Come back any time folks."

We walked outside and it the middle of a bright sunny 
afternoon. It was kind of startling. I had the feeling 
that it should be dark out after the last couple of 
hours in the dark club and the even darker alcove. 
Reality was bright and hot. It was just after three and 
I suggested that we find somewhere nice to eat now that 
the restaurants were open. It wouldn't be fair to ask 
Kylie to cook supper after what she had just gone 
through, and while I could cook well enough to survive, 
I definitely cooked for the bachelor palate.

Don suggested a steak house that they liked back in 
town. It would open at four, just about the time we 
would get there from here. Kylie gave him a dirty look. 
I guess she didn't want to go to one of her favorite 
restaurants dressed in her slut dress, but it was early 
enough that she wouldn't cause a stir.

As Don drove off toward town I asked Kylie how she was 
holding up. She was slumped down in her seat with her 
eyes closed. She looked at me and said, "That wasn't 
quite what I had in mind. It had its moments though. 
It's probably more like what my dad would have 
imagined."

That gave me an opportunity to ask a couple of 
questions that I had. I asked her if she was still 
close to her parents and she nodded. Then I asked the 
one I was really curious about. "Did your dad ever try 
anything with you?"

She didn't answer at first. Then she said, "He never 
tried to have sex with me. He wanted to. I could tell. 
Hell, it was obvious. He had a hardon every time I got 
within twenty feet of him. He never did anything that 
couldn't be explained innocently though. He always had 
his eyes on me. He liked to see me in the sexy outfits 
that my mother bitched about. He took every opportunity 
to look up my skirt or down my blouse. There are some 
things that a guy just can't help. He always tried to 
be a good father though, or at least he tried not to do 
the things a father shouldn't do. I could always tell 
that it was a struggle for him."

I asked, "Would you have preferred that he didn't try 
so hard? You two seemed to have a lot of nasty little 
fantasies in common."

"I thought about it," she said. "I could picture him as 
that faceless man in my fantasies. I sometimes went out 
of my way to make it hard on him. I would wear my robe 
a little too loose after my shower, or a towel that 
just barely covered my ass. Or I would leave my bedroom 
door open an inch or two when I was getting dressed or 
undressed. And god knows I hardly ever kept my knees 
together when I was in the house. I really did torture 
the poor guy. Doing it turned me on, too. The idea of 
going farther than that with my dad though….no, I 
couldn't have done that. That's much too creepy."


We were quiet for a while and then she noticed my lap. 
She smiled and asked, "Is that left over from the strip 
club, or does the idea of my father fucking me turn you 
on?"

I chuckled and responded, "The idea of anyone fucking 
you turns me on. I got the hardon from picturing you 
teasing that poor man beyond human male endurance."

She giggled and said, "Yeah, I was a bitch alright."

She reached over and rested her hand on my cock and 
then looked around to see where we were. She looked up 
and asked, "Master, would you like me to take care of 
this for you before we get to the restaurant?"

I don't know if I have mentioned this before, but I 
never say no to a blowjob. I reached down and unbuckled 
my belt and unzipped my pants and sat back while Kylie 
removed her dress and got up on her hands and knees on 
the back seat and devoured my cock in one gulp. 

All of the practice she was getting lately was doing 
wonders for her cocksucking skills. I leaned my head 
back and closed my eyes and as she worked on my cock I 
pictured her bent over that table in the strip club 
with nearly every man in the place lined up to fuck 
her. It was not exactly as she fantasized it, but it 
was very much in the spirit of the fantasies in her 
diaries.

I had enjoyed a lot of sex with this beautiful lady in 
the last forty-eight hours. I don't have any idea how 
many orgasms I had enjoyed over that period. There 
isn't another forty-eight hour period in my life that I 
could say that about. I still had trouble holding out 
long enough to really enjoy what she was doing. The 
sensations she brought to bear with her lips and her 
tongue and her throat were amazing beyond description.

I was starting to lose it when I heard a horn honking 
and I ended up cumming in Kylie's mouth just as a 
pickup truck full of teenagers pulled up beside us and 
a dozen kids of both sexes cheered us on.

After she swallowed she looked up and smiled and waived 
at her admiring crowd and received another round of 
cheers. They sped off and Kylie sat up and put her 
dress back on and five minutes later we arrived at the 
restaurant.

It was ten after four, the place opened at four. We 
only saw two other couples inside. The hostess raised 
an eye when she saw the way Kylie was dressed, but she 
smiled and led us to a booth and I let Don and Kylie 
sit together on the other side of the table. 

I ordered a bottle of wine and we ordered appetizers 
and sat talking quietly and acting like normal people. 
Even though I had been in the Army with Don, and Kylie 
prided herself on being uninformed, I found that I had 
a lot more in common with Kylie than I did with Don. He 
was still the mousy guy that was just a hanger on like 
he had been in Germany. He did serve a purpose though, 
and Kylie loved him for some reason.

We spent nearly two hours at the restaurant. We really 
had a good time. Don drove us back to his house and I 
got my bag and drove back to my motel. I had a busy 
week ahead.

I lay in bed for a long time that night, thinking about 
the things that we had done, and making plans for 
future torments for my poor sex slaves. I thought it 
best that we slow it down a little though. This had 
been a very intense weekend. It would be better if we 
played this game one or two days a month. I didn't want 
to actually live every day like this. There were a lot 
of perversions that she had written about that I was 
interested in experimenting with though. The games were 
far from over. I just didn't want them to take over my 
life.

I finally went to sleep, wondering where her father 
lived.

The End

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To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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