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 Acquisition 22/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F) by Headhunter

   In the car, the girls commented on their mom's generally bedraggled
condition.  Fortunately, 'Aunt Bess' covered up for Pam, saying that they
had an extra hard workout.  Also, Bess had let Pam put on an oversized
sweatshirt in the car.  It hid the skin tight leotard workout outfit that
the girls' mother was wearing.  Bess wanted to keep Pam's dual lifestyles a
secret from her family as much as Pam did.  It also added to the
conspiratorial nature of their activities.  A secret between lovers, an
exciting secret.

   Bess dropped the Henderson family women off at their home and waved at
Bill as he was pulling into the driveway from work.  Bess smiled to herself
as she drove around the block.  "Oh yes, Pam and her nice family.  Pam,
devoted wife and mother, who just a few minutes earlier had been sucking on
the cocks of two men, with colored beads jammed up her ass.  Pam, her Pet,
who made her life so much fun." Bess reached over and grabbed her purse. 
Tomorrow she would try out the little toys Jake had given her for Pet.

   Once at home she discovered that her 'retired work crew' had finished
most of the fence.  They had left, leaving a note saying that they would
finish tomorrow.

   In her home, Pam fixed her family a quick meal then ran and took a
shower.  Later that night Bill made overtures for sex.  Pam's first thought
was if making love with her husband would be all right with Miss Bess. 
After deciding it would be OK, Pam had to consciously fight herself from
sliding down his body and taking his tumescent cock in her mouth.  She was
able to resist the urge, fearing what her husband might think if she used
her newly learned oral skills on him.

   Bill was hoping that she would take him in her mouth again, but was
afraid to ask his proper, innocent wife for such an act.  The husband and
wife-- both wanting the same thing-- couldn't communicate their desires to
each other.

   But Pam was pleased, sex in the middle of the week was a very rare
occurrence in the Henderson household and after today's 'workout' the
housewife needed the release.  Bill's hardness felt good in her soupy cunt.

   On Thursday after school Pam made her way to Bess' house.  The three old
men were nailing up the last boards of the privacy fence.  When Pam arrived
they all made their way into the enclosure and stood silently watching Pam.
For the first time they were within a few feet of the housewife as she
began to strip off her clothes.  The men were strangely silent, but they
all were watching her intently.  Pam looked around the enclosure.  The
fence was 6 feet high and 15 ft square.  The boards were spaced on each
side of a runner so air could move through the fence, but no one could see
in from the outside.  Pam felt a strange calm.  Part of it was the feeling
of homecoming every time she came to Bess' now, but part of it was knowing
that she wouldn't have to worry about her family catching a glimpse of her
'secret life'.

   Because she was so relaxed and the men were behaving, she stripped off
her clothes in a normal fashion.  She didn't try to hide or jump through
the door.  She simply disrobed and walked with tits jiggling and ass
swaying up the steps and in the door.  When the door shut behind her she
could hear the men begin to talk excitedly.  She smiled as they described
how beautiful and sexy she was.  Bess was right, she did have some kind of
power over men, but Bess had the power over her.

   On the table was 'Mr.  Friendly'.  But peering in the door window were
three faces with big smiles.  Taking off her clothes was one thing but...
'Mr.  Friendly'...  Pam snatched up the dildo and walked around the corner
out of sight.  When she reappeared, the dildo was deep inside of her quim
and rubbing her deliciously with every step.  Pam headed for the stairs.

   Bess was waiting in her room.  She handed Pam the harness that held the
dildo, and without saying a word Bess dropped the robe she was wearing and
laid on the bed.  Finally she whispered, "fuck me, Pet," and opened her
legs.

   Later in the shower, after both women had been on the giving and
receiving end of 'Mr.  Friendly', Bess told Pam that she was going to have
a small dinner party the next night.  She wanted Pam to help her.  It was
Friday, and Bill could watch the kids.  After all Bess needed her Pet to do
the cooking and serving.

   After they had dried each other Bess had Pam sit on her bed.  "Look what
I brought from Jake's Pet," Bess exclaimed as she dumped several items from
her purse onto the bed.

   In a small pile were the anal beads, two silver metal balls each a
little over an inch in diameter, a black rubber cone about 3 inches long
from tip to base, a black sleep mask and a gold plated thin chain, about a
foot long with little adjustable round eyelets on each end.

   "Miss Bess, what are all these thing for?" The housewife asked in a
simple and credulous voice.

   "Things for my Pet to enjoy."

   "They are for me?" the child in Pam exclaimed.

   "Well, Jake has loaned them to both of us Pet." Then she continued, "you
know what the beads are for." Pam blushed remembering the intensity of her
orgasm the day before.

   Seeing her Pet color, Bess said, "They were wonderful, weren't they?"

   Pam simply nodded her head.

   "I'm sure these other things will be just as wonderful.  Let's try these
metal balls first.  Lay back on the bed Pet and pull your knees up to your
chest." Pam complied with a fluttering in her gut.  What was Bess going to
do?

   With her knees touching her red tipped tits, Pam's vulva became a mound
between her thighs.  The flesh around her slit was pushed up and out.  The
skin tight and inviting.  Bess noticed that little hair stubble was growing
out where Pam had been waxed.  She told the exposed housewife that she
needed a trim.  "When you take a bath at home use your razor and clean up
those little hairs.  Use a make-up mirror, Pet."

   Bess ran a finger up and down Pam's slit for a few moments.  It quickly
became wet.  "Now Pet, Jake told me that these are called Ben Wa' Balls.  A
woman is supposed to keep them in her vagina.  They roll around inside. 
They are very therapeutic I'm told, and much more comfortable than walking
around with 'Mr.  Friendly' stuck inside you.  With these you can bend and
move easily.  In fact, when you bend and move they are supposed to feel
good.  You can even exercise with these Pet."

   Bess took one of the balls and popped it into her mouth.  She wanted to
warm the metal ball and moisten it.  Remembering her last gynecological
visit, Bess knew how uncomfortable cold metal felt inside a vagina.  She
wanted Pam to enjoy this experience.  If what Jake said was true, these
things would keep Pam's fuse lit constantly.  Which was just what Bess
wanted.

   After a few moments Bess took the saliva coated ball out of her mouth
and placed it at the center of the housewife's puffy slit.  "Open up Pet,
here it comes." Pam shifted and squirmed slightly as Bess pressed her hand
against the ball.  It didn't so much pop in as slide into Pam's pussy. 
"Ummm" was the only response from the housewife.

   Bess' finger followed the ball into the buttery snatch.  She kept
pushing until the ball moved away from her finger tip.  Bess could no
longer feel the metal ball, it had slid deep into the recesses of Pam's
cunt on its own, as if swallowed into the void of her sex.  Bess was
concerned that they might have trouble getting it out of Pam's cunt.  She
didn't want to have to go to the Hospital Emergency Room with Pam.  How
could you tell a Doctor that your friend had a steel ball stuck up her
pussy?  Then again, that certainly would humiliate Pet wouldn't it?

   Then Bess remembered the amazing control Pet had over her vagina
muscles, she figured that Pam could probably expel the balls without too
much trouble.  She placed the second ball in her mouth to warm it.  This
time when placed at the center of the slit, the ball almost leaped off
Bess' finger tips into the clasping warm wet hole of the housewife.  Pam
groaned a little.  Bess couldn't be sure but she thought that she heard a
muffled click of metal.  Almost like the two spheres bumping into each
other deep within the housewife's sweet pussy.

   "Ok Pet, put your legs down."

   Pam lowered her legs, and immediately a quiet, "ahhh," escaped her lips.

   "Stand up, Pet." Bess pulled Pam to her feet.  The housewife stood, tits
thrust out, but her thighs were clasped together.

   "Spread your legs slightly." Pam moved her feet about 6 inches apart. 
Bess could see Pam's stomach muscles tighten as she flexed her vagina to
hold the balls.

   "A little farther." Pam spread her feet a foot apart.  Beads of
perspiration began to pop out on the housewife's forehead as she continued
to flex her internal muscles.  "Now take a step forward." Pam's right foot
moved forward and the change in the muscles she was using, released the
ball.  She could feel it start to slide down her channel, picking up
momentum, then popping through her pussy lips and landing with a thump
between her legs.  The other ball remained lodged deep inside of her.

   A weak, sad "Oh," was all the housewife said as she looked from the
floor to Miss Bess.

   "Back on the bed, Pet.  We will try again."

   After several attempts Pam was able to walk gently around the room
without "losing" a ball.  The sliding and rubbing of the balls inside her
oily snatch kept Pam wet and on edge.  "That's good, Pet."

   "I want you to keep the Ben Wa' Balls inside of you all the time now. 
And I MEAN ALL the time.  At home, at work, shopping, at night in bed,
wherever you go."

   Pam looked unsure.

   "You can take them out when you go to the bathroom, or when I tell you,
that's it.  Of course you have to take them out before Bill fucks you Pet.
But from now on no more of that unless you ask me first.  UNDERSTAND?"

   Pam had confessed to Bess about screwing her husband the night before.

   "Yes, Miss Bess."

   "Of course most of the time you wear your big cotton panties so, you
don't have to worry about dropping a ball at an embarrassing moment.  If
that happens, you will get the balls right back inside you as soon as
possible."

   "Yes, Miss Bess." Pam was wondering how she would be able to keep her
mind on teaching or anything else with the balls rolling around inside of
her.

   "Good girl.  We will look at these other toys another day.  Now Pet, go
home and be back here tomorrow at 6 O'clock.  Don't forget to shave that
stubble and no screwing around with your husband tonight."

   Pam and Bess walked down stairs.  Pam very walked gingerly, keeping her
Ben Wa' balls in place.  At the back door Pam finally got the courage to
ask the question that had worried her since hearing of tomorrow's party.

   "Miss Bess, when I come to your house I am always naked...  Tomorrow..."

   "Oh, Pet," Bess said feeling protective of her possession.  "First, this
is OUR house."

   Pam smiled and felt a belonging to Bess like never before.

   Bess smiled at her possession, "Second, no don't worry.  When my guests
are here you will be dressed." At least for a while Bess thought.  She
continued, "Take your clothes off when you come in tomorrow as usual, but
then we will pick out something nice for you to wear.  My guests won't be
arriving until 7 O'clock so we will have time to prepare.  I'll get all the
food and it should take you no longer than an hour or so to prepare.  We
will be having something simple.

   Pam went out the door.  The fence was finished and Mr.  Odom had dragged
his picnic table into a corner of the enclosure.  The three men were
sitting playing Gin Rummy.

   Pam slowly descended the steps to the patio.  She went slow, fearing
that a metal ball might pop out of her, and she didn't want that to happen.
Of course her deliberate movements gave the men ample time to inspect her
charms.  Pam could feel their eyes boring into her naked flesh.

   She was on the horns of a dilemma.  Go slow and the dirty old men could
gawk at her to their hearts content.  If she moved fast then the
humiliation of her cunt toys falling out would be unbearable.  Pam opted to
go slow.

   As Pam reached for her panties, Bess appeared at the door.  "Pet, you
need to thank Mr.  Odom and his friends for building you this fence for
privacy.  Go over to them and say thank you." Pam began to bend over slowly
to put on her panties.

   "DO IT RIGHT NOW!" Bess said in a harsh voice.

   Pam shuffled over to the table, and stood with her thighs clamped
together.  She stared at the azure blue sky, unable to meet the eyes of the
men.

   This woman was a piece of art the three men thought.  Nice big tits,
with nipples red and hard.  And that little bit of pubic hair on the top of
her slit.  She was beautiful.  The old men had never seen anything like Pam
except at a strip club or in some old 'Playboy' magazine that they all kept
hidden from their wrinkly old wives.  But here she was, not more than three
feet from them, a naked blond goddess.

   "God, look at her would you," one of the men exclaimed.

   "I am, I am," the other replied.

   Bess called from the door, "Pet, show them how thankful you are for
their hard work.  Show them your pretty pussy.  Spread your legs a little."

   Pam was mortified.  How could she spread her legs?  The balls might slip
out of her very wet vagina.  It was bad enough standing in front of these
men completely naked.  They were her neighbors for God's sake.  They knew
her husband and her kids.  But here she stood displayed in front of them.

   "Go on spread your legs, Mrs.  Henderson," the evil Mr.  Odom said,
parroting Bess' order.

   Pam gently slipped her feet apart a few inches.  Another few centimeters
of Pam's labia came into view.

   "More," Bess ordered from the door.

   God what was she going to do?  She had her vagina clamped as tight as
she could.  She slipped her feet a few more inches apart.  More of her
moist crevice appeared to the delight of the onlookers.

   "More."

   Pam spread a little wider.  Now she could feel the lower ball beginning
to slip.  Millimeter by millimeter gravity was pulling it downward.  Her
juices gathering in front of it like water being pushed by a window
washer's squeegee.  Making her channel even more slick and breaking the
friction that held the ball in place.

   The men could now see Pam's entire vulva and pussy.

   "Man look at that cunt," one man said hoarsely.

   The ball continued to slip.  Pam's dilemma was maddening what could she
do?  Her hands fluttered at her sides.  Involuntarily she raised one of her
hands to her soft rounded lower tummy, just above her pubic patch.  She
pressed the heel of her hand into the soft flesh as if that might stop the
movement.  But the moment of truth was coming no matter how hard she
tightened her pussy.  Her flexing caused her wet slit to vibrate and jump.

   "Look at her pussy, its alive," one of the men exclaimed.

   The ball was now right at the opening.  In a moment the men would be
able to see the shinny metal begin to separate her engorged cunt lips and
then it would fall onto the patio for everyone to see.  They would see that
their neighbor, a church going wife, mother and teacher had a sex toy
jammed up her pussy like a common slut.

   "This can't happen," Pam's mind screamed at her.

   In a reflex action Pam slipped her hand down and using her middle
finger, she solved her dilemma.  In her mind it was the lesser of two
evils. She inserted her middle finger between her cunt lips and pushed the
ball back into her sopping fuck channel.

   "Look, she's fingering herself for us."

   "Look at her, she has her finger stuck up inside, playing with herself."

   "Jeez, I never thought I'd see something like this."

   Pam stood in front of the men, breasts heaving in shame.  Her finger
stuck in her pussy.  Her face fell in resignation.  This was all that she
could do after all, she had no choice.  Holding her vagina like a little
girl caught doing something naughty.  The old men witness to her
humiliation.

   Finally, Bess called out, "Get dressed Pet.  Go home."

   Pam walked away from the men.  Her hand holding her vagina closed.  She
slumped on the steps, and heard the door shut above her.  Wearily she
carefully pulled on her panties.  The men watched as she got dressed.

   As Pam walked to her house one of the balls slipped out and bounced
around inside of her panties.  By the time she got inside it was nestled
between the cheeks of her ass.  Pam hiked up her skirt, reached into her
panties, slid the ball deep into her womb, then headed to her car to pick
up the girls from school.  At least sitting in the car she wouldn't have to
worry.