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 Title: Payback Tour Author: EastinJoel Email: eastinjoel@yahoo.com

   Basic Codes: mf,mff,forced?



   Synopsis: Jared Donovan is the typical American male.  Henpecked at
home, friendless and, to top things off, terrorized at work.  When the
chance to exact some revenge, as well as sate his lust, arrives - he
springs into action with an unexpected result.

   Friday Morning:

   Jared was out of breath as he reached the top of the stair, "Just one
more reason to piss her off", he thought as he straightened his suit jacket
and tried to get his breathing under control.  He'd intended to arrive to
the presentation just in time, the better to avoid any unneeded time alone
with Sarah, but his plan had been squashed by his chatty receptionist down
on the 12th floor.  Tiffany was a wonderful help, and certainly pleasant to
speak with - but she could have the worst timing sometimes.  Now her
insipid questions had lead to his late arrival, and he was sure he'd be
made to pay for it.

   As he fast walked down the hallway, his mind rant to some of the
maddening stunts she'd pulled on him in the year since she came on-board at
the firm.  Patience was not her thing, and she'd quickly identified him as
her new plaything - and she went to work on him from the jump. 
Inappropriate images and not so subtle messages about him and what she'd do
to him were bad enough, but as she got bolder - the tricks she'd pulled
became more despicable.  Sure she was pretty, and any man would be
interested, but Jared was married and quite happy when she arrived - which
just fueled her fire.  Since she was the CEO's daughter, Jared had been
forced to step lightly else he be punished for his professional behavior.

   It only took about two months, much to his dismay, to realize that her
interest in him was not about sex.  Her goal was power and she was ruthless
in her torments - texting him explicit pictures and messages when he was
out with his family.  Sending sexy gifts to his office, many of which were
routed to Tiffany for delivery, adding to his discomfort.  To his credit,
he had tried once - to put an end to it once and for all.  She mocked his
cowardice and detailed the exact steps she'd take to discredit him and ruin
his life, and he was crushed.  That was when the teasing escalated, and to
his everlasting horror - Jared loved it all.  He could fathom nothing in
the world he wanted more than that woman.

   "Sorry.." he muttered as he entered what should have been a crowded
conference room.

   "Oh daddy he's finally here, I have to let you go - sorry again for the
waste of your time." she said before slamming the button to hang up the
phone.  "You have some nerve Jared, what the fuck is wrong with you?  We've
worked months on this pitch and you're late?" Jared looked around the room,
and then at his watch.  Sure he was late, but only by five minutes - it
shouldn't have been such an issue.  "I sent them away, I knew you would
fuck this up for me.  So now I have to punish you, again, and this is
getting very tiring for me." She spun her chair away from the table and
grabbed her bag, "come here and take it out - and I warn you it better not
be hard."

   Jared was moving before she was done speaking, a fact that always
bothered him, he seemed powerless to stop this abuse.  The fact that he
held out some hope that one day he'd get his desire and have her was a lie
he repeated to himself over and over throughout the course of each day. 
Sarah didn't seem to mind this delusion at all, and as she only wanted the
power - it pleased her to let him hope.  As he stopped in front of her, he
pulled his flaccid cock through the zipper of his pants.  He'd long ago
learned the creative penalties she'd employ if he was to get hard without
being told to, so much so that it had become an issue when his wife wanted
sex.  Without a threat or an order, he physically couldn't seem to will his
cock to grow hard.

   Sarah was soaked, she feared that if he got any closer, he would smell
her arousal and that simply couldn't be allowed to happen.  After waiting a
moment for him to present his limp dick, she dropped to her knees and
grabbed the small metal cage she'd purchased just for this occasion.  The
fact that he was late had made it easier, but the fact was she would have
used this particular toy one way or the other.  The idea of him trying to
hide it from his wife all weekend was the ultimate turn on for her, and she
chuckled as she locked it into place.  "OK Jared, I would strongly advise
you to think non-sexy thoughts for the next few days - as any type of
swelling down here will cause you a great deal of pain." Without any
further words, she leaned down and licked his swollen balls one time - just
enough to get the ball rolling.  "Now put that away and get back to work,
the permits department is in an uproar over your design changes.  I want
the new design on my desk before you leave for the weekend."

   Jared was in distress in many ways as he headed back downstairs to his
office.  On one hand, he was turned on as hell, she'd never touched him
intimately like that and the effects were worrisome while being incredibly
encouraging.  His lust for her was gonna hurt him badly, he knew.  The
other problem, how to deal with this unexpected turn of events at home this
weekend, was also pressing and needed to be addressed quickly.  Tiffany
mentioned a call from the permit department as he hurried by, grunting a
response without really thinking about it.  Inside, he sat down and his
hands went to the metal device in his pants, given the full wall of windows
between him and Tiffany - there was no really good way to get a look at it
just yet.  Settling for a minor adjustment to make it easier to sit - he
launched into his work.

   Friday Afternoon:

   Despite the fact that his cock was crammed into a torture device, Jared
was almost done for the day.  He'd managed to isolate the issues that were
flummoxing the permit folks, and it turned out to be installation errors
all up and down the pipeline - not something he could be blamed for after
all!  Just as he put the finishing touches on his memo - he saw Sarah
outside his door speaking to Tiffany.  Hurriedly hitting send, he was about
to rise as he watched her maneuver his receptionist around the desk and off
down the hall, undoubtedly off on some needless errand for Sarah.  Without
waiting for the girl to make it five feet away she spun her back to him and
raised her skirt, revealing her pantiless ass and pressing it into the
glass between them.  As he watched, she bent forward and her wet pussy
squelched against the glass, leaving a trail as she rose her ass to him.

   As his cock began to swell, he grimaced in pain - which is apparently
what she'd been after.  She rose and lowered her skirt back into position
before wiping the trail of her juices from the window.  Entering the
office, she snickered at him "How are you feeling big boy?  Got me an
answer yet?" As she spoke she tossed him the rag she'd used outside, which
turned out to be a pair of very wet underwear - the scent of her was new,
and he groaned as the metal began to dig into his skin.  She was about to
let him have it when his phone rang, before he could reach for it the light
went out and it dawned on him that Tiffany must be back.  "Big Boss on line
one Jared." she sang out over the intercom, and when he turned he saw her
standing there slack-mouthed.  "Fuck, she saw that" he thought as he picked
up his phone.  "Yes sir?"

   "Jared, Bill here - you sir have just potentially saved our ass!  I knew
it couldn't have been your design, but I need you son, can you show these
pipe jockeys the right way to reinstall?  We need this fixed correctly in a
few days or we will bleed out in fines." As Jared listened, he realized
this was his chance...  Not only could he advance here, but the potential
to exact his revenge was being offered up to him, if only he had the balls
to take it.  "Well Bill, I wrote a very detailed guide, not sure how they
managed to foul it up so completely to tell you the truth.  The only way I
can be positive is to go there and do it myself, it's the only safe bet."

   At this point, Sarah is listening intently - unable to get her father's
side of the conversation was frustrating.  Rather than guess, she reached
for the speaker button, fuck Jared - she wanted to hear.  "I like that idea
Jared, the sooner the fucking fines go away the sooner this company gets
back into the black, but that's a lot of ground to cover and the pipeline
guys are notoriously resistant to us suit types." Jared grinned at Sarah
and unleashed his hastily hatched plan, "You are correct Bill, that'w why I
was thinking taking an executive along would grease the wheels for me to
move fast and get on to the next site.  Honestly, I think Sarah could keep
the locals in line pretty effectively - don't you?"

   Sarah watched as this cretin hooked her into a trip to Alaska, she was
beyond furious but powerless to speak up in her own defense.  Even scarier
was the wet spot that was slowly forming on the front of Jared's pants. 
How was he managing that, given the torment he must be under in that cage,
she worried.  As her father told Jared to find her and get to the airport
ASAP, she knew this was a bad idea.  "Take my jet, it'll be faster than
commercial flights, and let me know if you need anything at all son."
Suddenly the line was dead and she watched as he hung up the receiver and
gazed at her in a new way that she didn't care for at all.

   Jared was filled with a new found sense of control, and he wasted no
time in trying to exercise it.  "Get this fucking thing off of me so we can
go get ready to leave Sarah." He walked around the desk and reached towards
her, "Give me the key and go get your bag packed - dress warmly cause it's
not exactly a tropical paradise up there." His mind was filled with ways to
get some revenge on this woman - the object of many of his most erotic, and
to be fair, sadistic fantasies.  His confidence was shaken as she
immediately rose to her feet and exited his office.  Stopping momentarily
to speak to Tiffany before handing her something and moving her way down
the hall.  Jared's palms began to sweat, the idea that she'd just given
Tiffany the key made him want to vomit - how was he going to deal with this
he wondered, as she entered the office.  His nerves settled as she handed
him a card, imprinted with her name and title, and embossed on the back
with gold leaf were the words "FUCK YOU".

   Knowing he couldn't go home like this, Jared had no options but to try
to remove the cage himself.  He made his way to the men's room and gave it
a good once over - there was very little to the locking mechanism, a simple
keyhole was the only exposed part of the locking mechanism.  He was sunk,
and had no idea what he'd do as he marched back to his office, asking
Tiffany to have his car brought around for him.  Thinking that maybe he'd
get lucky and his wife would be out running errands or something - he gave
her a call.  Not only was she home, but his mother-in-law was there as
well, and he almost cried as he explained he'd be coming home to pack and
leave.  She understood the importance of the trip and volunteered to get
some things together for his trip, indicating perhaps there'd be time for a
quickie before he left.

   Torn by his need to move and his fear of being exposed, he sat
motionless until Tiffany came in, "Jared, I don't know how to present this,
so I am just going to blurt it out." She held out a small gold key.  "I was
told to make you wait an hour before I came in to help you with this.  I
don't know what kind of game the two of you are playing but with the toys
and the lewd comments, I don't really need to be dragged into it." Jared
was so happy to see the answer to his problem that he began to weep, and
with those sobs of relief he revealed his dilemma to her.  Tiffany sat and
listened, and then promptly lowered the blinds and told him to stand up. 
Jared did as ordered, again, and as she took down his pants - he realized
how exposed he was now.  Literally and figuratively his receptionist had
him by the balls should she choose to side with Sarah.  His fears were
allayed when she unlocked the cage ans set it aside.  She rubbed his cock,
not sexually but as one might a sore elbow or knee, and looked up at him.
"Make that bitch pay."

   Friday Night:

   Jared pulled into the private parking area at the airport, finally
relaxing a bit after his eventful afternoon.  He had indeed indulged his
wife, his anger lending him the virility he so seldom displayed.  Now it
was time to prepare his plan - which he had no idea how to accomplish.  His
phone rang, and he was tempted to let it go to voicemail, but it showed the
office number and he couldn't afford to miss Bill if he called.  Tiffany's
voice surprised him, she'd never been one to burn the midnight oil - but
when she spoke she shocked him even more.  "She called me Jared.  Said she
wanted to know if I enjoyed helping you out this afternoon.  I acted
surprised and played dumb, she still thinks you're locked up!" Jared
smiled, this would help him quite a bit.  "She still thinks she has the
advantage, that dumb cunt." he practically growled into the phone.  Before
he could thank her, she dropped one more bomb on him and hung up the phone.
"Also, someone accidentally terminated Sarah in the system this evening -
not sure how that happened since HR had left the building.  Safe to say she
doesn't exist this weekend, hell even her phone was cancelled.  Anyway,
enjoy your trip boss!"

   Jared smiled as he approached the company jet, he could hear her arguing
with the pilot as he boarded.  "Ma'am.." the pilot was saying "I am to get
you to the airfield in Barrow and return you as quickly as possible when
you're done.  There is no other staff on this flight and I have no idea how
to use the communications equipment beyond what I need to fly.  I suggest
you enjoy the flight and work your phone issue when you arrive there." He
watched as a very angry Sarah returned to the main cabin, nodding to the
pilot and making the international face for 'crazy bitch' as he shrugged
and stowed his bag.  He told the pilot he was ready, and they quickly began
to taxi as he made his way to his seat and buckled in.  To add to his
charade, he winced slightly as he sat, giving the effect of still being
bound in her fucking cage.  He caught her smile out of the corner of his
eye and it was as if he'd been reborn.  Kind, openhearted and loving Jared
was dead - and the new Jared in his place was ready to play!

   The seat-belt light dinged five minutes later and he quickly detached
his belt and awkwardly walked toward the restroom, pulling the privacy
curtain for the cabin as he went.  He stuck his head into the cockpit and
told the pilot that they wanted to be alone for a bit and to ring the bell
if he needed to come out for anything.  He followed with a wink, and the
pilot smiled - "Just like her father, that one.  No fear sir, I won't need
to be out there for anything - enjoy yourself." He put on the painful
walking face and walked back into the main cabin, taking a seat, gingerly,
directly across from her.  "Sarah, this is no joke - give me the fucking
key.  I can't run around like this all weekend." He feigned desperation and
gave her the desperate puppy face he knew she was looking for, and watched
as she took it all in.  She unhooked her seat-belt and made a show of
crossing her legs, doing it slowly and offering him a great look at her
legs and a ways up her skirt to boot.  Slowly she stretched out and ordered
him to get her a drink, and she'd think about it.

   Jared returned with two drinks, and she quickly gave him an earful,
asking who had said he could have one.  She chastised him as she reclined
her chair and kicked off her heels, the drink tasted fantastic and she
wanted to enjoy this.  "Now, I don't know how to tell you this Jared, I had
no intention of making you wear that thing for this trip, but unfortunately
good help is hard to find.  I gave the key to your receptionist this
afternoon, and she was supposed to come help you out - but apparently she
is forgetful.  So I'm sorry, but there is simply no other way to remove it
- until we get home, anyway." She drained the glass and was surprised when
he handed her the second, which was just as good as the first and she
watched the realization sink into his head.  "Yes, I imagine showering with
those pipeline boys is gonna be real fun now isn't it?  Assuming you don't
put yourself in the hospital staring up my dress like you're doing right
now." She slid her skirt up around her waist and quickly began to massage
herself through the thin material of her panties, and had to quickly stifle
a jaw cracking yawn.  Where had that come from?

   Jared watched as the drug began to kick in, Sarah was moving slower as
she pulled the crotch of her panties aside, slowly rubbing herself and
moaning softly.  He knew she'd be out soon so he quickly moved to position,
pulling out his now rock hard cock and jerking it roughly.  When she looked
up again, there was just enough life in her to register her shock to see
his dick was free, and then she was out - the glass falling to the floor
beside her.  Jared went to work fast, removing her clothes and quickly
taking the first of many hundreds of pictures he hoped to have by the end
of the trip.  He undressed himself as well, while he wanted this woman to
want him in return - he had no assurance that would be the case with the
simple nudes he'd taken.  He quickly placed his cock in her mouth and after
a few snaps, he grabbed her head and fucked her face hard for a minute -
shocked when he managed to actually get down her throat.  Quick snap of
that as well, and he quickly flipped her over, lining up with her still
soaked pussy from behind.  Snap the head going in, snap as he buried
himself to the root inside her, and back out.  Almost as an afterthought -
he was really to kind a man for this plan, Jared pressed himself into her
ass - only about half way cause it really hurt him as well.  The camera
whirred as he documented his acts.

   Sarah woke with a bit of a headache, unsure of what was happening.  She
tried to move, but her arms wouldn't comply, her legs offered no such
doubts and moved just fine - but she couldn't stand because of her arms. 
"Tied up?" she mumbled, trying to think back to the last thing she
remembered.  Jared had gotten her a drink, and she was teasing him...  "He
was jerking off, how could he be doing that?" Suddenly she realized what
was happening and her eyes shot open to see she was still in the plane. 
She saw no sign of him, but was unable to turn her head due to her arms
being tied behind the seat back.  She called for help, not expecting any to
arrive but powerless to do anything else.  "Ah, look who's awake!" he said
from somewhere behind her, and suddenly her seat was reclining and taking
her with it.  When she was almost horizontal, his face popped into view and
the look she saw there scared her, so she sought to regain control of the
situation by ordering him to release her.

   As the seat stopped moving he was standing above her, his erection
standing out proudly as he leered at her naked body.  "You are not in
charge anymore Sarah, I would have thought you smart enough to figure that
out.  The game is changing now, I thought you were just a tease, never
expected you to become so determined to humiliate me.  But now I know you
like humiliation, and honestly I think that's great - so I'm gonna teach
you a thing or two about how to really humiliate someone." He bent and
grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up towards his cock.  "Tell you
what, I'll explain the new rules while you suck my cock - sound good?" She
tried to protest, pulling away but the hand in her hair kept firm control
of her head.  "Now behave, you'll want to really think about how to play
this, let me explain the game to you." With that he shoved the head of his
cock at her mouth, which she pressed closed tightly, until his hand twisted
her hair causing her to scream.  He pressed into her open mouth and sunk as
deeply as anyone ever had into her mouth (or so she thought) before he
spoke again.

   "You have been in charge for a long while now Sarah, and this weekend
its my turn.  You are gonna wanna challenge me on that and I understand. 
Know that I have more than enough evidence of our little game to end your
career regardless of who your father is.  Normally I would shy away as it
would ruin my career as well, but you wanted to humiliate me in front of my
wife!  You did humiliate me in front of Tiffany, and I've had enough.  Did
you think I wouldn't be getting what's mine, you silly bitch?" At that he
pulled out completely and she assumed he wanted an answer.  "I don't know
what you are..." she was cut off as he plunged into her throat on his next
thrust.  He held a screen above her face, which was hard to see through her
watering eyes - but what she could see was enough to stop her protests. 
Image after image of her nude body, in every conceivable pose flowed past
her.  The penetration shots causing her to squirm under him, until the
finale popped up and she saw his cock in her ass - she felt a twinge of
excitement as her body reacted to the images.

   Jared felt the hitch in her breath as she saw the final pictures, and
was confident he had her now.  "You are mine now, there is nothing you can
do to resist me, I will take what I want and if I deign to ask for it - I
expect your compliance.  Understood?" Again he pulled himself from her
mouth, but this time she responded immediately nearly shouting yes before
he went back to fucking her throat.  "That's a good girl, I knew we would
come to an understanding!  Now I want you to milk me dry so I can get some
sleep.  Hang on honey!" As he rammed into her over and over, he could feel
her tongue working the top of his shaft, she was starting to get into it
and he took advantage of that fact by fucking harder into her face.  Just
as he was about to explode, he thought better of his plan and pulled out,
streaming jet after jet of cum on her face.  After six of seven good shots,
he finally stopped and took one more picture to commemorate her breaking.
Her face was coated in spunk, which was already beginning to run down her
chin and onto her chest.  "Sleep tight Sarah." he said as she heard him
walk away.

   Saturday Morning:

   The cabin bell rang out around 5:30am and the pilot announced they would
land in about thirty minutes, suggesting they may want to freshen up before
landing.  Sarah thought the suggestion odd, but couldn't deny that she
needed it in the worst way.  Her face was covered in dry cum, and her
shoulders were numb from being tied to this damn seat all night.  Shortly
after the intercom went dead, Jared raised her seat and cut her loose from
her bondage.  Without a word, he went back to his seat and continued his
reading.  The asshole was getting ready for work like nothing had ever
happened!  Sarah went to the restroom and cleaned up as best she could,
focus was on her sticky skin and brushing her teeth, hair would have to
suffer - thank god for winter clothes, she thought to herself.  It never
occurred to her to try her phone, or to even run to the pilot for help.

   Shortly after landing, the pair found themselves face to face with what
would be a long line of angry foremen they'd see in the next 48 hours. 
"The hell with your fix city boy, we have to shut down for that, and if we
ain't pumping we don't get paid!" They were standing in the pump house over
this stretch of pipeline that ran underground, the pumps and monitoring
systems made a loud hum around them as Jared tried to negotiate a peaceful
resolution with the foreman.  Indicating Sarah as an executive with the
company in addition to the daughter of the CEO - he hoped to get some
traction.  It was a failure, but it was eye opening.  "Son, I don't care if
she is the Queen of Sheba!  Unless she's gonna blow me, she has no business
here." Jared hadn't planned for such an event but it turns out Sarah was
gonna be useful after all.

   Motioning for the foreman to sit, Jared grabbed Sarah by the shoulder.
"Sarah, I need you to blow this man while I fix the pipeline.  Don't let me
down doll, OK?" Looking for the thumbs up from the foreman, who was in
shock while nodding his agreement, Jared got to work.  Pump off, remove
pressure, uninstall the valve and clean it, reinstall and restart pump.  It
would take about ten minutes in all, plus the five or so minutes to build
pressure back up to specs.  Done and tested, he was impressed that the man
had not yet blown his load.  "Is she not doing a good job?" he asked and
smiled when he saw her speed up.  "Son, you know how long I go without
getting my dick wet?  I'm not gonna cum until someone forces me too." Jared
smiled, "I'd never do that to you sir, but if you don't mind?" he quickly
ripped his pants down and moved behind Sarah, lifting her ass and shedding
her pants before spearing into her obviously aroused pussy.  The foreman
just let out a low moan as he watched Jared begin to fuck the woman in
earnest.  He was too smart to turn away a blowjob for a chance at her
snatch - but he'd sure as hell watch.

   The second stop was almost a repeat of the first, the foreman insisting
he couldn't possibly afford to stop pumping.  He of course caved in when
offered a bit of Jared's little slut girl, only he wanted to pop off
between her tits after the blow job.  The third was already half undressed
when they showed up, and Jared supposed they were forwarding the news down
the line.  He grinned, wondering what this would look like by the time they
hit the more populated camps.  Urging the foreman to dump his load in
Sarah's tight pussy, he was in a hurry to find out for himself.  Back in
the plane for the next hop, Sarah was freshening up when he knocked on the
door.  She opened up and he stood there taking her all in, a bit dirty on
the knees which was understandable considering her morning, but damn was
she still beautiful to him.  He grabbed her by the throat and kissed her
deeply, "Turn around and bend over Sarah." She complied immediately and
grabbed her ankles while he pressed into her wet and sloppy pussy, drawing
some lubrication.  He then pulled out and rammed himself in her ass all in
one stroke, as she whimpered in pain.  "This is for you're safety dear, its
only a matter of time before this happens - you know that right?" He could
hear her muted yes as he plowed into her ass over and over again - finally
cumming into her ass for the first time but knowing it wouldn't be the
last.

   Saturday Afternoon:

   The last three stops had been uneventful, two blow jobs and a guy who
just said do whatever you need and get out.  An easy stretch for the pair
as they made their way towards Anchorage.  They had just landed near the
largest camp yet, and were surprised to see a truck waiting at the end of
the taxiway.  "Little bit different here doll, these guys have three valves
to repair, so go slow and make sure he doesn't pop too soon or it could get
worse." This site was owned by his company, but also fed two other smaller
pipelines, so he would repair the valve here and fuck the other company if
they didn't - he'd continue following his pipeline from here.  There was a
bit of a commotion when two men got out of the truck, but what matter is
two blow jobs really?  They'd be gone in about an hour either way.

   The truck ran them to the pump building (more pipes, larger pumps) and
the site foreman took Jared inside quickly.  Inspecting the valves and
gauges, Jared was surprised to find everything in place already.  The
foreman spoke up at his shocked face.  "Got me a boy named Tommy, was gonna
be a fancy engineer but got kicked outta the damn school.  He saw what was
wrong and fixed it about an hour ago.  Figured we could just go to my place
and get right to the fucking if that's OK with you?" Jared just laughed and
followed the foreman back to the truck.  Three minutes later they were in
his warm and cozy hut, not really any more space than on the jet really,
but it beat the cold ass pump house.  The foreman had instructed his second
to take the hummer as Sarah rode his own cock like a cowgirl.  As they
finally got some rhythm going the door burst open and in walked a small
thin man dressed in the heavy clothes of a line checker.  "Tommy!  Get your
ass over here boy, get you some of this." Jared watched as Tommy the
would-be engineer shed his clothes, revealing the longest, thinnest cock
he'd ever seen.  Maybe twenty-two years old, the boy was shy and obviously
concerned about hurting the woman before him, but Jared assured him it'd be
fine.

   Moving to get a better view of Sarah's face, he waited for the boy to
enter her.  He saw her eyes go round when he pressed the head oh his tool
into her asshole, and then grow larger as he kept feeding it into her. 
They rolled into her head as he hit bottom and began to pump in and out,
pulling all but the head and fucking her with long deep strokes at a steady
pace.  As the second grunted and finished in her mouth, Jared took his
place and she slurped on his dick as she came over and over on the young
man's pole.  Far from done as the foreman hollered that he was cumming,
Jared stopped Tommy and they rearranged her on the bed as Jared pulled her
into a sitting position on his cock, facing Tommy's long and still hard
piece.  Grabbing her ankles, Jared pulled her knees up as he stretched her
ass - inviting Tommy into her well used and filled pussy.  They fucked her
well beyond her breaking point, and at the end only Jared holding her
unconscious body up allowed them both to finish, him in her ass and young
Tommy hosing her down with one of the largest loads any of the men had ever
seen.  Satisfied, the men went back to work, allowing Jared to bathe the
still out cold woman in the foreman's shower before heading back to the
plane.  Jared admired her beauty as he washed her clean, he held her gently
as he dressed her again and placed her in the truck for the ride back.

   Two more small camps later, and Jared had left Sarah behind to sleep on
the plane, choosing to bully his way through the job rather than wake the
poor girl.  The first had been easy, as the foreman couldn't care less if
he stopped pumping for fifteen minutes.  The last was a bit harder as the
crew had heard about a wild time in a few of the camps up north and were
disappointed at his lack of company when he arrived.  Nevertheless the job
got done, and as he returned to the plane, he knew he was done for the
night.  Telling the pilot to get them to the next camp but just settle in
after arriving, he retreated to the back of the plane to check on his
companion.  He found her asleep where he'd left her, stretched out on a bed
made from two seats laid out flat.  After a quick cleanup, he laid down
beside her and pulled her close as he fell asleep.

   Sunday Morning:

   Jared woke with a mass of blonde hair in his face, and while it smelled
like a man's hair thanks to the shower yesterday - she still smelled better
than anything he'd woken up to in a long while.  Grinning like a child, he
got up and made a pot of coffee, hoping to surprise her when she stirred.
Almost an hour later, he decided to do this camp on his own to preserve the
schedule.  Luckily the walk was not far, since there was no one answering
the radio - it seemed an odd place to find men sleeping in.  He pressed on
as they had two more stops today and if they wanted to get home on time the
schedule had to stick.  He was shocked to find a note on the pump house
door giving permission to shutdown and perform the repair.  It was signed
in childlike handwriting but the name matched the one he had for the
foreman, so he quickly performed his task and headed back to the plane.

   She was awake when he returned, eating a large breakfast of frozen meals
from the plane's kitchen.  She looked well rested and ready to take on the
day, and without thinking, Jared reached down and kissed her passionately
as he passed on his way to tell the pilot he was ready.  On his return, she
presented him with a cup of coffee and a pop-tart, laughing that her father
ate like a teenager.  Given the pilots comment about her father, Jared
wondered if the food was for him or his 'guests'.  They made small talk as
they flew to the next camp, which was a bit farther from the airstrip.  To
his relief, a SnowCat was waiting for them when they exited, and he laughed
as the driver exited to greet them, "Hey Tommy!  Didn't get enough?" Sarah
looked over as he said the name Tommy and her pants were wet instantly, she
didn't remember it all, but she remembered enough to want some more.  The
driver smiled, "Mornin y'all, my brother told me I might expect a warm
welcome from ya - glad to see he wasn't fibbing.  My names John, Tommy is
my little brother and the runt of the family if ya get my meaning." He
chuckled as he helped them into the Cat and headed to the pump house.

   Inside, he asked if he really needed to do the song and dance, and
surprisingly Sarah spoke first, insisting that he not and preparing to
disrobe for him.  "No ma'am, please wait - more to ask you before you do
that." He turned to Jared, "You might be wondering why I met you rather
than the foreman, and the answer is I volunteered.  I reckoned if your
lady-friend had been with my baby brother, I had a good chance of bedding
her while y'all are here.  But the others have hauled down to Anchorage,
and I can tell you they are planning a party for ya later that ya wont soon
forget." He paused to see their reactions, but there was very little to
take in, the woman had squeezed the man's hand and they both appeared to be
excited but neither gave away much, so he continued.  "I was kinda hoping
you could take me with you on the plane and we could maybe fuck in the
sky?" Jared laughed, there was none of Tommy's shyness in brother John, and
if Tommy was the runt - this ought to be something.  He looked over to
Sarah, who was nodding non-stop, and quickly did his repair - and they all
headed back together.

   The pilot gave their flight time as about an hour straight south, and
closed the cockpit to get ready for his takeoff.  Sarah wasted no time,
dropping clothes as she walked toward her previous bed and Jared closed the
plane's door.  He heard her gasp as he closed the cabin curtain, and
assumed they were already at it.  Instead when he turned he saw John was
still clothed.  As he approached, the man turned some and he saw his Sarah
attempting to get her mouth around the largest cock he'd ever seen.  Tommy
had been long, probably close to a foot, but hardly three inches around -
his brother had to be at least double that girth if not more, and if he
sacrificed any length to get there, it wasn't much.  Managing to get her
lips around it had not really helped Sarah's situation at all.  There was
just no way to do much more than pump it with both hands as she licked the
head of his swollen member.  Jared was in awe, and a bit worried for her -
sure he'd been humiliating her for days yet he didn't want her hurt by the
mutant cock in her mouth.

   Sarah laid back and raised her legs, and John stepped up and rubbed the
head of his cock against her trying to gather enough lubrication to wet
himself for entry.  Unsatisfied, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled
out a bottle of lube.  "When you're this big, you learn to have it with you
all the time." he said as he put the tube back in his pocket.  It dawned on
Jared that he'd simply unzipped and was gonna fuck her with his clothes on.
All lubed up, John began to stuff his head into her, even with all the sex
she'd had in the last two days, it was a tough job - but it finally popped
in and Sarah arched her back as soon as it did, riding a wave of pleasure
that had to contain more than a hint of pain.  Not wanting to miss a single
moment, Jared sat down to watch - content that they would have plenty of
time together on the way home.

   He watched as John sawed just about half of his enormous cock into her,
and with a huge grin, realized that she'd not protested at all.  Slowly he
worked another inch or two into her and Sarah began to shriek and babble,
it appeared that she was in a state of constant orgasm, her poor back
appeared like it would snap with the force of her convulsions.  Suddenly
her eyes popped open and she screamed at the big man "Give me all of it you
fucker!" and her head dropped back to the bed as she moaned again.  John
pushed hard and half of what Jared could still see disappeared into Sarah
at once, with the remainder working slowly into her as he thrust, there
really was no where for it to go - but he laid on her and used his body
weight to drive the rest home, and Jared watched as her lights went out. 
She was still moaning, and her body was writhing under him - but she was no
longer home.  Unable to help himself, Jared pulled out his dick and began
to stroke it as he watched the man maul her tits as he reamed her over and
over.  Then he started a low growl, that slowly built up and Jared knew he
was close - keeping in mind the load that Tommy had sprayed her down with,
he told John to spray her so he could watch.  He pulled all but the head
out of her and Jared watched as he stroked his cock until it was time, and
with a roar, he pulled out of her and shot several large spurts of cum onto
her belly.  Nowhere near the performance of his baby brother, but Jared
wasn't about to act disappointed.

   John went to cleanup and to Jared's surprise, Sarah was slowly dragging
her finger through the mess on her stomach, drawing lines with his seed as
it cooled on her belly.  She was staring at him in an odd manner, so he
asked what was up.  "You didn't join in, why not?" she asked, with what he
could only think of as a pout on her face.  She reached for him, and as he
moved to her he realized that while he'd pulled his dick out, he never put
it away.  She took it into her mouth and sucked hard never breaking eye
contact.  She placed a kiss on the tip and told him that it wasn't the same
if he didn't join in and she didn't want anymore unless he played too.  He
kissed her and assured her he would join in the next time for sure.  As
they embraced, the bell chimed to indicate it was time for landing again.

   Sunday Afternoon:

   The repair job at the last camp was performed quickly under the
supervision of John once more.  The party was apparently being held on the
outskirts of the city, and John was itching to get there.  "The whores in
Anchorage are something else man, wait till you see.  All of us working the
close in camps get here once or twice a year, but y'all got everyone so
turned on with your little sex tour that we all called for a fuckfest."
Before Jared could reply, he was interrupted by a large woman in a
foreman's outfit.  "Pardon me sir, this must be the little philly I've been
hearing about from all the other foremen.  Jesus aren't you a peach my
darlin?" She looked Sarah over and the stress was visible on her face.  "So
who the hell authorized this here repair?  Wasn't me, I know that sure as
shit!  I hear tell there's some toe-curling to be done after, but I didn't
get to name my price." Jared was about to protest, but Sarah intervened,
"Tell me what you want and I'll do it for you.  It's only fair, we
apologize for the misunderstanding." The forewoman laughed, "'fraid you
ain't got nothing I want sweety, but these here men might do the trick,
bring'em to my hut, would ya doll?" Without waiting for a reply, she was
out the door.'

   The wall to the forewoman's hut was a tense one, and Jared was
determined to do what was needed and move on.  John appeared beyond
consolation, spitting out horrible things he'd heard about this woman, he
called her Sheila, throughout his time on the line.  Sarah was attempting
to be gracious, but it was hard not to see the smirk on her face when she
though no one was watching.  As the entered the hut, Sheila was toweling
off her hair and had a large towel wrapped around her body.  "OK fellas,
lets get ya nekkid and see what you're working with." she near giggled at
the last of it.  John, despite his worry over what was to come, quickly
disrobed as you'd expect of a man waking around with a third leg.  He stood
proudly holding a flaccid cock that was still eight inches long and the
circumference of a soda can.  "Fuckin hell, you part elephant boy?" Sheila
asked incredulously.  I hope suit boy here is a bit better suited to the
job.  Let's see it Mr.  Corporate big shot." Jared reached for his belt,
but Sarah caught his hand and began to slowly remove his clothing, saving
his boxers for last.  She knelt behind him and slid them down his legs as
she bit hard on his left ass cheek.

   Sheila was delighted and patted her bed, "OK elephant boy, you get to be
the engine - get over here and get on your hands and knees sonny.  You big
shot, your with me and I guess the little miss can be the caboose if she
wants to." With that, the woman whipped off her towel revealing her large
breasts and the massive black strapon she'd been hiding with the towel. 
John, began to whimper - apparently his worst fears were being realized. 
Meanwhile Jared stepped in behind Sheila and began to run his cock head
between her slippery lips for some extra moisture.  Sarah saw the other
strapon, had seen it when she entered, but decided to just watch the show.
John winced as the lubed head of the plastic dick was wedged against his
asshole, "You're gonna wanna relax my boy, else this is bound to hurt a
bit." With little fanfare, Sheila pushed the entire length of the toy into
his ass in one swift, practiced movement.  She then bent forward over his
back and motioned for Jared to take his position.  The angle was awkward
but he managed to get into her amazingly hot pussy and held there buried
deeply as Sheila set the rhythm, the men would largely stand still as she
thrust into John, and then pushed back onto Jared.  Over and over this
went, sweat dripping off the woman in sheets.  Sarah could see that it
wasn't gonna be a quick fuck, so she made herself at home and began to
stroke herself under her clothes.

   Jared was surprised to find himself really enjoying Sheila's body, the
assured way she moved and the unbelievable heat coming from her was making
him shake as he tried hard to maintain his position and let her dictate the
pace.  He wasn't sure how long he'd be able to last, so he tried to turn
his attention away, looking towards Sarah.  Big mistake, the sight of her,
fully clothed, yet about to make herself cum launched him further into his
journey towards release, and without a thought - he grabbed the forewoman's
hips and began to pound her.  While the timing was off, he would get deep
on three out of every four or five strokes, and he was well on his way to
filling Sheila's pussy to the brim considering all he'd seen in the last
few hours.  On one deep stroke, he hit the mark and Sheila began to shake
and thrust back at him, neither recalling the large plastic phallus in poor
John's ass.  As Jared drove into her, she was pushed even deeper into John
and he cried out as he came all over her mattress.  The sight of that
pushed Sarah over the edge and she moaned as she gushed over her hand,
three fingers buried in herself.  In a huge chain reaction, Jared came
last, pulsing into the big woman's pussy like a fire hose, as they all fell
forward on her bed, driving John into his own mess and creating a sticky,
sweaty mass of laughing bodies as the absurdity of it all finally hit them.

   About an hour later, after a very quick round of showers, Sheila and
John drove them back to the plane before heading into Anchorage for the
party, carrying Jared's apologies for not being able to attend.  As the
truck sped away, Sarah smiled "So, how long do you think before John ends
up transferring to this camp?" Jared smiled as he pulled the plane door
closed, "Better question, what are we going to do now?  It's time to go
home after all, and I'm not sure I got all the revenge out of my system
yet." Sarah smiled as she opened the cockpit door and told the pilot all
was ready.  Closing the door, she took him by the hand and led him to his
seat.  "Why does anything have to change?  Don't you like being in charge?"
Jared nodded his agreement, and she laughed.  "Guess we will have to get on
the road more after our new project is approved.  It took you long enough
to step up you know?"

   Jared, taken aback, just looked at her.  "What do you mean?"

   She buckled her seat-belt and sat back.  "Two things you idiot.  One, I
was at you for a fucking year, that's a long time to not get the hint." She
motioned for him to buckle up as well as the plane began to roll.  "And
two, you have about six hours of being in charge left, you better make it
count, cause when we land - you're my bitch again." She opened her bag and
showed him the six inch plastic strap on that Sheila had gifted her.  "I
won't be near as gentle, I promise you."