From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Jo And Rosie Share A Fantasy
Date: 27 May 1996 18:11:36 GMT

			    Jo And Rosie

	Allow me to share a fantasy that involves two women with whom
I work, Jo Lynn, who is our Admin Assistant, and Rosie, who is our
Storekeeper.

	Everything in this intro is factual as far as I can determine.
Names included. The other files are pure fiction. I hope these women
get to download this someday...

	Jo has a good body. She stands about 5'8", is in her mid-
thirties, and is married. She is a slightly on the heavy side of
athletic, but a good looker nonetheless. Her figure has a nice
hourglass shape to it; her ass is full but not too big, and her tits
are probably about 38Ds. She has the occasion to work some weekends to
clean out files and such, which is perfect because I work a rotating
shift. We joke around a bit from time to time hitting sexual topics,
but she doesn't like to have her skirt chased. Well, that changes in
my fantasy :)

	Rosie is a pure-bred slut. I know that she has been fucked by
at least one guy that I work with and is probably looking at others.
Her body is OK, being somewhat heavier than required (but not
obnoxiously so). She is in her early thirties and stands about 5'6."
She is also married - but her husband works a rotating shift and she
can get free often. She has a big ass and huge tits - at least 42DDs.
Even though she wears a bra, her work shirt bulges and it is easy to
see (parts of) her tits and bra because of it. She is totally
submissive in this - and I am told she gets into anything kinky.

	Writing this has made working with these women very
interesting...

	This weekend I will have the day shift. I supervise two others
- one of whom is required to stay in the control room and it is easy
to find a thing or two for the other to do - in any case, I have the
only key on shift to the various supply rooms and offices, so I can
arrange to have an unoccupied room where my guys won't find me. There
is one room in particular that suits me. It is in the warehouse on the
upper floor, always locked, air conditioned, carpeted, and has a
number of rows of metal shelving which are full of spare parts. It
also has quite a bit of open space on the far side of the room - and
as you walk in, you can't see anything on the far side.

	Jo has taken our light talks to heart and tells me that she
wants more than just talk. We decide that the next time that she has
to work a weekend, she will stay late, and be my plaything for a few
hours. She readily agrees that I may use her body any way that I'd
like provided that her husband can't find anything out about it.

	This coming weekend, Jo and our boss plan to work on files. Jo
happily reports the fact to me, and notes that her husband will be out
of town for a week starting Saturday - he will not get to see her
before he leaves. It so happens that Rosie's husband also has to work
that weekend. I look forward to a day full of fun and games with these
sluts - they will not deserve everything they get, but I will enjoy
giving it to them!

				* * *

	At 9am on Saturday, I find that Jo and our boss are at work. I
make a number of excuses to run into her - most of the time my boss is
in the room with us, but sometimes he is not. When we are alone, I
tell her that I have everything ready for her and that I want her to
prove to me that she is willing to submit totally. Looking a bit
frightened, she says that she will do anything that I say. In order to
prove it, I instruct her to tease our boss while I am in the same room
with them. She agrees. I move to the other side of the room,
pretending that I'm ignoring them and doing some paperwork.

	My boss has Jo look at a file, and quickly glancing to see if
I am watching, she comes up behind him and presses her tits against
his back and side - rubbing them against his shirt until she can look
over his shoulder at the file. As she does this, she slowly raises the
back of her short skirt so that I get a look at her skimpy, sexy
panties and a portion of her ass. Nodding to her that she has done
well, I leave the room - trying desperately to hide my hardon.

	One time I pass my boss going upstairs to the control room as
I head for the office where Jo is working. She doesn't see me come in
as she is working. I loudly slap her ass through her skirt. As she
jumps and tries to quiet her yelp, I stand there grinning at her. I
say to her that I am preparing something to surprise her with...

	Two more hours pass. I leave Jo alone with our boss to
consider her situation.

	At 3pm our boss leaves. Jo and I meet in the break room and I
ask her if she is still willing to go on with this - informing her
that this will be the last chance that she gets to back out. She does
not even breathe as she considers what I might do with her, but
finally says that she will obey me completely. I stand her up and have
her turn about as I look at her - thinking about what I will have her
do. She is wearing a loose top which tells the world that there are
shapely mounds of flesh inside but which teases everyone by not
showing enough. I then stand behind her, pressing my body against hers
running my hands up and down the front of her top, inside and out.

	She complains that we could easily be interrupted by someone
since the room is open. I note that she is never to dispute me again,
and that she is to report to the warehouse for her punishment. She
gets nowhere by pleading with me. If anything, that just makes my
resolve harder. I think to myself that she probably knows that.

	I go to the warehouse after waiting five or ten minutes so
that Jo has time to wonder what I intend to do with her. When I get
there, she looks to be nervous, but she stands there with her chest
heaving with anticipation and licks her lips frequently. I escort her
upstairs, to a platform overlooking the lower level...

	This platform is open on one side; anyone looking up can
easily see everything that goes on there. The only furniture here is a
desk with three drawers. There is a room on either side of the
platform. One is an office with large windows and the other is a
storeroom (the one that I described in the intro).

	She stands there looking at me. I tell her that I am generous
enough to give her a choice. She may select the room in which she will
receive her punishment. No hesitation - she selects the storeroom.

	I take a seat at the desk and instruct her to slowly remove
her clothes. I inform her that she is forbidden to wear clothing in
the other room. She strips for me, slowly, teasing me with her body
and the sexy underwear that she selected for me. Trying not to show
her how much she is turning me on I appraise her - I again have her
turn about several times. She smiles. I have her fold her clothes and
place them in the bottom drawer of the desk.

	This done, I look sternly at her and tell her that there is
another requirement before entering the room for her punishment.
Opening the top drawer, I expose a pair of handcuffs, a leather
blindfold, and a ball gag. Jo looks at these for a time and tears
begin to form in her eyes. I have her place the handcuffs on herself.
With her arms secured behind her, I blindfold and gag her. I unlock
the door to the storeroom and guide her in roughly by her nipples...

	The lights are already on, but Jo does not know that of
course. I shut the door behind us and lock it. I take Jo to the far
end of the room, to my prepared play area. Leaving her standing there
I tell her what I plan to do with her, even as I massage her tits and
rub the hardened mound in my pants against her, front and back. I let
her know that she may receive a mild punishment or a more severe one
depending on how well she does.

	Moving aside her shoulder-length brown hair from the back of
her neck, I lightly kiss her. And then, as if to make a point, I take
her belt (which I had removed from the drawer before going in) and
make a bright crimson stripe on her ass. She jumps, not having
expected the sudden pain. Her scream is amusingly muffled by her gag
and she quickly turns to face me. I tell her that her tits are also a
valid target. She quickly turns away, but no strike is coming.

	I command her to spread her legs wide and get on her knees.
Helping her down, guiding her with her hair, I place her in the exact
position that I want - facing the shelves, about one foot in front of
"something interesting."

	I move to one of the shelves where I have a hidden cassette
recorder. Turning it on, I inform the bitch that she had better not
move a muscle or make a sound. I remove her gag, and tell her that I
have to take care of something and will be back. I make sure that she
hears the door close as I leave...

	After leaving the room, I open the various drawers of the
desk. In the bottom is Jo's clothing, sans belt. The top one is empty.
The middle one contains a large work shirt, a denim skirt and a pair
of sandals - everything that Rosie wore in one hour before.

	I remember her bare tits protruding from the ill-fitting shirt
as she came in the back gate - she had to leave every button but one
open in order to fit her huge chest into it. Sighing and wanting to
get back to my sluts, I take all of the clothes from the drawers and
hide them in various places - downstairs.

	Then I knock on the door loudly, preparing the sluts for my
return, and reenter the room. It seems as if Jo had not moved. I ask
her if she moved or made any noise while I was away. She claims that
she didn't dare. Well, I wanted another version.

	I said "Is that the truth?" At the same time I heard one voice
say yes and another say no. Jo cried out. She recognized Rosie's voice
immediately of course. Laughing, I went to the tape recorder and
played back the past several minutes of Jo's whimpering and cursing me
for what I had done with her. There is even a confession on the tape
that she loved the humiliation that she was receiving. When the loud
knocking was heard on the tape, I shut it off.

	Jo was stricken. I let her know that she was not going to
receive a mild punishment at all...

	She knew that she was beaten. Bowing her head, she cried. I
pulled her head back again and removed her blindfold. When her vision
came back to her, she was looking directly into Rosie's shaved pussy.
Following her body upward she saw Rosie's predicament. Rosie had been
stripped and bound standing up, spread-eagled to the shelving. She was
not blindfolded and must have witnessed everything that Jo went
through since entering the storeroom.

	Rosie smiled at Jo. She really had no reason to though because
there were clamps on her nipples, chained together. When I saw Jo
staring at the clamps I hefted one of Rosie's tits and told Jo that
Rosie had worn the clamps since the meeting that Jo and I had in the
break room - quite some time ago now. I said that the clamps only hurt
a little when they were first put on and that the pain went away with
time. Rosie gave me a look of amazing disbelief. She said that they
still hurt her and that she wanted me to remove them. I looked at Jo,
saying "Watch what happens when you question me." I lifted the chain
and placed its center in Rosie's mouth. The sight of her tits hanging
from her clamped nipples really turned me on. "Now talk back to me
you bitch."

	I then looked down at Jo and made sure that she understood the
lesson. I ordered her to eat Rosie until I could decide on Jo's
punishment. She readily moved into position...

	I made sure that Rosie came a few times before removing her
clamps. It always amazed me how much noise she made when I removed
them. I admitted to Jo (who was still busily eating Rosie) that the
pain does in fact seem to be most exquisite when removing the clamps.
Jo worked harder.

	Pulling her up with her hair, I had Jo tend to Rosie's tender
nipples - with her tongue. When I was satisfied that Rosie had learned
her lesson, I removed Jo's handcuffs and instructed her to untie
Rosie. She did so.

	Rosie thanked Jo under her breath. Hearing this, I told her
that she should thank Jo better, that Jo deserved a deep kiss. As my
sluts shared their kiss, I went from one and then to the other using
my hand on their respective asses until they were both fairly warm.

	I had the sluts stop and stand before me, side by side. I told
them that Jo still had a chance to only receive a mild punishment -
but only if she was able to better Rosie in a contest. If Rosie lost
however, SHE was to receive the punishment.

	The contest was simple. I said that the slut who turned me on
more would win. They would masturbate for me for ten minutes, and then
make love with each other for five. During the beginning of the
contest, Jo had the lead, but Rosie was far better during the lez
action and I awarded the victory to Rosie.

	Rosie tied Jo between the rows of shelves so that I had access
to all of Jo's body...

	Blindfolding Jo, I remarked that she shouldn't expect to
soften the blows by anticipating them. I had Rosie gag Jo so that her
screams would not attract outside attention.

	I mussed that I still needed a suggestion or two for Jo's
punishment. Rosie quickly suggested tit torture - her favorite. I said
that that would be part of it but I needed something more - something
special. Then it came to me. I asked Jo how she liked to be butt
fucked. Her silent struggling told me what I wanted to know. Rosie
suggested that we use the broom which was kept downstairs. I smiled
and said that we would instead use the dust brush and ordered Rosie to
get it.

	Leaving the room, she found her clothes gone. Knowing that I
sometimes have her play hide and seek, she knew at once that she had
to go to the cleaning cabinet downstairs as she was. She didn't mind
of course. She was accustomed to my little games. But Jo on the other
hand - she didn't know how painful her gorgeous tits and wonderfully
spankable ass were going to get. While Rosie was gone, I caressed Jo
from top to bottom with my hands and mouth, saying nothing. She
shivered with anticipation.

	After a few moments there was knocking at the locked door.
Rosie can wait a bit I muttered as I brought Jo very close to climax -
and stopped. Oh well, I guess that will have to wait. I let Rosie in.
I grabbed her by the tits and pulled her roughly...

	I saw that Rosie had a broad smile as she handed me the brush.
She probably guessed how I treated Jo in her absence. I thought to
myself that I would have to surprise Rosie someday with something
unusual - but I had to concentrate on Jo just then, didn't I?

	Well, no. I had Rosie stand before me as I undressed. Sitting
in a chair where I could see my helpless slave, I motioned to Rosie to
suck my cock. It already had a shimmer to it, but now I wanted
release. She did well, making it last for a good long time. She would
use her tongue to stroke the bottom of my dick and then would circle
the head. She paced herself on my cock's color. When it was a bright
purple, she stopped and slapped it. I came on her face suddenly and
she did what she could to contain it with her mouth. She knew both
that I enjoyed having it slapped once in a while, and that I would use
it as an excuse to punish her.

	Without my order, she immediately got the handcuffs and
fastened her arms way above her head - she selected the place that I
used from time to time as a whipping post. I did not have to gag her.
She knew that I would stop if I thought that she was making too much
noise. And all the time Jo waited for her punishment - not knowing
that she was again going to have to wait. The belt's first strike
made Jo react violently even though she was not the target. "No you
whore, you will wait." I couldn't tell if she was relieved or not...

	She took five strikes before I could see Rosie's resolve start
to fade. I chose to spread the wealth then. Jo had become immune to
Rosie's whelps and the sound of the leather belt contacting flesh.
That was why Jo jumped so violently when she took the first lash. Her
whole body quivered from the violent pleasure. I took turns whipping
my sluts until Rosie had taken fifteen. I then removed Jo's blindfold
so that she might see Rosie's ass.

	I removed Jo's gag and, as before, I left the sluts alone in
their misery. I turned on my tape recorder as I left. No punishment
would come of this tape - it would be purely for my own amusement
later. Later, I was pleased to find that Jo's lashes made her all the
more a whore. She begged Rosie to tell her more about what she could
expect in her punishment. She would gasp loudly when she was told the
dimensions or her future butt plug. I found out that Rosie did not
prepare Jo for the hide and seek game that was to follow.

	I let them talk as long as I could, but Rosie had to leave in
an hour. Going back into the room, I asked Jo how she liked the
warmup exercise. There was no response. I smiled, went over to Rosie,
slapped her ass one last time and released her. I then realized that
Jo had never seen my cock before. I asked her how she would like me to
fuck her ass with it. She said that she wouldn't. That was another
mistake. She seemed to make quite a few - probably on purpose I
thought to myself...

	Rosie was now freed from her bonds. I ordered her to abuse her
own tits so that Jo could see. Rosie first pinched her own nipples and
then pulled them as far away from her body as they would go. Jo was
amazed that Rosie continued to smile even as her body was revolting on
her. Jo was also getting more excited. Rosie was roughly squeezing
first one tit and then the other now. She would use both hands to give
herself a twisting burn.

	After I was satisfied with the demonstration, I ordered that
Jo's would be abused. She didn't even seem to feel that the order
should be disobeyed - almost presenting her tits to Rosie. Jo's tits
were first slapped dozens of times and then her tits were given the
same treatment that Rosie had given herself. Rosie even left some
minor teeth marks on Jo's flesh.

	Taking the nipple clamps from the shelf, Rosie smiled as she
put one on herself and one on Jo. Rosie then started walking backward.
When the clamp came off Jo's nipple, Rosie applied it to her other one
and again my two sluts shared in their pain. This time it came off
Rosie first. No matter, they were destined to be worn by Jo anyway.

	After her nipples were clamped, I had Jo beg to be butt
fucked. She refused at first. But I have always known that candle wax
was a good persuader. Only two drops on each tit did the trick - well
maybe the first one did it, I just wanted to make a point...

	Holding the dust brush in my hands, I explain that it
shouldn't take too long to insert it, once Jo was properly lubricated.
Rosie handed me a grease gun from the shelf and then picked up a jar
or machinery oil. Jo looked like a trapped animal. Rosie let her know
that it would only take about two or three days to shit out all of the
oil and grease that would be inserted.

	I set Rosie to motion, first with the oil and then the grease.
Rosie spent a good five minutes on Jo's ass while she inserted more
and more fingers, deeper and deeper. I sat and watched, rubbing my
cock. I asked if Jo was ready for me. Again she said no. I gave Rosie
the grease gun, telling her to use five strokes. Not too much for her
first time. When Jo was prepared, I playfully showed her the brush. It
was wide and thin at the tip, becoming thicker and thicker toward the
middle, and at the bristles six inches further on it became a small
cylinder - only an inch in diameter.

	After dipping it in oil a few times, I gave it to Rosie and
sat back down. Rosie was anxious to ream Jo's ass and I had to
verbally restrain her. I wanted to jerk myself off timing my spasm
with the insertion of the last bit of the brush handle. Slowly Jo's
asshole grew as I got harder, staring at her expression. This
punishment was exquisite. I finally yelled "Now!" exploding as Rosie
shoved the last bit in...

	Jo was humiliated as my come sprayed her body. Some hit her
face and some was on her tortured tits. I laughed, asking how she
enjoyed it. She did something a bit strange then - she smiled, even
with tears in her eyes. I had Rosie withdraw the torture implement as
I longingly kissed Jo. Her shiver of pleasure told me that it was out.

	Smiling, I sat back down. I told Jo that this was a punishment
and not meant to be pleasurable. She looked at me almost hoping that I
was kidding. She had no such luck - I ordered Rosie to dip the brush
in the oil again and ream Jo's asshole again. I looked at Jo and said
that she only had nine more insertions to go.

	I could tell that they were becoming easier since the time to
shove the brush up her ass was becoming shorter and shorter. On the
sixth insertion I lifted Jo's clamped tits by the chain and let go. I
thought that it would some off, but it didn't. I asked the bitch
whether she would ever question me again. She said no even as the
eighth stroke was finished.

	Heaving her tits with exhaustion and hanging her head low she
accepted the ninth stroke. I removed the clamps at that time and she
screamed. I stopped Rosie before the tenth stroke and asked Jo how she
liked the feel of the grease being compacted in her ass. No answer. I
had Rosie shoot five more strokes into her swelling ass. Then I had
Rosie shove the makeshift dildo as rapidly as she could in and then
out...

	After the punishment was over, I told Rosie that she could
leave. She moved to our helpless plaything, running her well oiled
hands all over Jo's body. After a long deep kiss, Rosie whispered in
Jo's ear that she knew that Jo enjoyed it.

	Ceremonially, Rosie offered herself to me so that I might
abuse her one last time before she left as she always did. I accepted
and took the still lit candle from the floor and dropped five hot
balls directly on each nipple. Then I bent Rosie over and used her
asshole - raw. There was some lubrication because she had been so hot,
but I knew from the difficulty that I had fucking her that she was in
pain at first.

	After my climax, Rosie and I shared a deep kiss and I sent her
on her way. I had some time left and knew that Rosie would be busy
looking for her clothes for a while, so I blindfolded my remaining
slave and then left the room. Rosie knew my hiding places well enough
to only spend five minutes in search. I had expected this since there
were so few clothes on her to begin with. Jo on the other hand - it
would be fun watching her. I sighed as my first slut left the
building.

	Back into the room for some more fun. Moving in front of the
slut, I informed her that if she were to remain my toy, she would have
to shave her pubic hair off. I made the point by taking a handful and
pulling it, stretching her lips so that I could see her juicy
fuckhole...

	I took my free hand and began slapping her exposed cunt meat.
She would remember this day, I swore. After I was done, I removed the
excess oil from Jo's body. I spent some more time on her tits -
slapping and squeezing. I then moved to run my hands up her legs to
her thighs. She licked her lips expecting me to probe her wetness.

	Instead I took her belt and gave her tits one last lashing.
Three shots each. Then I released her. She just lay there for a short
while in recovery. I dismissed her. Taking Rosie's lead, she also
offered me her body to abuse. I told her that I refused to use her,
and that she should think about this day.

	I told her that when she saw me alone at work, she was to
allow me to do anything I wished. She readily agreed, thanking me. I
was surprised that she kissed me then. Smiling, she left the room.

	I followed her, knowing that she would want to know where her
clothes were. I only pointed downstairs. She laughed then and ran
down the steps. I watched her dress herself piecemeal, and just as she
was ready to leave, I instructed her to report to me at 9am the next
day. She threw me a kiss and left. I had time for some cleanup work...