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 Acquisition 34/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F) by Headhunter

   The man with the thick cock gave Pam two mind shattering orgasms before
he shot a searing load of stringy cum into her very receptive pussy, an
amazingly sensual hole that seemed to milk his cock as it swelled in
climax.

   After his soft but slimy flesh was cleaned by Pam's mouth, the man was
dismissed from the room by Bess.  She had spent the entire time sitting
quietly, watching her possession enjoy herself.  Bess was feeling the rush
of controlling someone so completely that they would do whatever she told
them.  The two women spent some time fixing Pam's makeup and re-dressing
the housewife again.  Hand-in-hand the neighbors went back to the
restaurant.  Bess glanced at her watch and thought, "It is only 9:30.  The
night is just beginning." Bess smiled broadly at Pam who smiled back
sheepishly.  "Well at least she got her edge off with that one," Bess
thought to herself, as she checked Pam one last time for wrinkles or
smeared make-up.

   Back in the restaurant the two women finished their salads.  The young
waiter hovered at the table every chance he got and Bess rewarded him by
having Pam lean forward and give him a view down her dress.  Her cherry
nipples could be easily seen by the waiter and many of the people seated
nearby.  The waiter's obvious hard-on couldn't be missed by the two women
who giggled every time he walked away.  Pam didn't hesitate to exhibit
herself when instructed by Bess and she laughed about it with her owner
afterwards.  "She sure has lost her inhibitions," Bess thought as she
looked across the table at her creation.

   "Pet, you look so beautiful tonight, even after fucking two strangers.
Aren't you glad we were so careful about keeping your dress nice and fixing
your make-up?"

   "Yes, Miss Bess."

   "You enjoyed it, didn't you Pet?"

   "Umm...  I...," Pam stammered and her eyes filled.

   "Oh, stop it Pet.  You loved it.  Face it, you are gorgeous, and fucking
is what you do best.  That's what you are good for after all, looking nice
and giving me, and whomever else I want, pleasure."

   "But...  my...  family...  I...  this isn't..."

   "Pet, you are hopelessly and irretrievably a slut now.  You know it, I
know it and all of those cocks you have been fucking and sucking know it.
But I guess I'll have to prove it to you one more time."

   "Miss Bess...."

   "Shut up and listen.  You have finished your salad and that's all you
are going to eat tonight.  We don't want you to put back on any of those
pounds we worked so hard to get off.  So while I have my main course I want
you to pick out a man at the bar and take him to the room and fuck him
silly.  You are going to make another man's night Pet." Bess handed her the
key to the hotel room that the first men of the evening had rented.

   "Go on, get up and find a man.  I'm not going with you this time.  You
are going to do it all by yourself for a change.  No more 'Miss Bess was
there', 'Miss Bess had me do it'.  You go, pick out a man and fuck his
brains out Pet.  Go on, you know you want to.  Go get yourself fucked,"
then sardonically Bess added, "Mrs.  Pam Henderson.  When you are finished
come back here and tell me about it.  I'll be waiting."

   It was the first time Bess had called her anything but 'Pet' in weeks.
It was like a slap of reality to the housewife.  Her eyes filled and she
felt shame, but her need and her training overcame all of the other
emotions and ingrained morals.  Inexplicably, unable to help herself, Pam
found herself rising from the table.  In her slinky form-fitting dress and
high heels, she moved like a robot towards the bar, clutching the hotel key
in her hand.

   The housewife didn't know what to do.  As she approached the bar every
man turned to look at her.  Pam could see the hunger in their eyes.  Their
desire.  They all wanted her.  But what should she do, "Miss Bess always
took care of these things," Pam thought, "how do I do this?"

   Pam approached the closest man.  He was young, maybe 25, but very well
dressed.  "I...Umm...  Hello...I..." Pam was flustered her tongue felt
swollen in her mouth.

   The young man could see the beautiful older woman who walked up to him
visibly shaking.  "Can I help you Ma'am?  Are you OK," he asked?

   "I...  FFF.....FFFUUUU....FFUUUCCCCKKK," was all Pam could get out.

   "Excuse me what did you say.  It sounded like, FUCK."

   "Yesssss.....,"Pam grasped the young man's arm.  Touching him feeling
his strength Pam was able to look at his face and force out the words,
"fuck me." As she did she felt her pussy contract and knew that she wanted
this.

   The young man stood in shock, "What...  I...  hell yes.  Let's go." Amid
the quiet cheers and comments from the other men at the bar, Pam walked on
unsteady legs past a grinning Bess, and out of the restaurant.  The young
man placed an arm protectively around her as if she were a prize that he
had won in some cosmic lottery.

   Bess ordered her meal and ate slowly, imagining her married neighbor
riding the young man in the hotel room.  "Would he play with her big tits
while she bounced up and down on his youthful cock?  Maybe Pam would lick
his hairy balls and swallow his sweet tasting cum.  Well she would find out
soon enough.  She just hoped that Pam would remember to hang up her dress.
Bess had the make-up in her purse.  She hadn't let Pam carry a purse, so
she knew that they would have to repair her make-up later.  But the
housewife re-entering the restaurant with a just fucked look on her face
would be quite a show for all the diners." Bess smiled to herself, she
would enjoy that little further humiliation of Pam.  "Everyone in the
restaurant would know exactly what the beautiful voluptuous middle-aged
housewife had been doing with that younger man.  Everyone in the restaurant
would look at her and know that she was a slut.  A beautiful, elegant one,
but a slut nonetheless."

   As Bess was finishing her main course she spied Pam walking slowly in
the door.  She looked a mess.  "Damn her," Bess thought, "it looks like she
threw the dress on the floor or maybe she didn't even take it off.  Shit,
she was so anxious she probably just bunched it around her waist so the man
could stick his prick into her as fast as possible."

   As she got closer she could see the smeared make-up.  "Sit down Pet, you
are a mess.  Don't you even care what you look like?  I work so hard to
make you look good and then you come walking in here looking like a sleazy
whore."

   Pam gently lowered herself into the chair.  She had a far away look in
her eyes.  "What the hell happened to you," Bess demanded?

   "I...  ummm...  he was very strong.  I...  I mean...  I..., finally Pam
blurted it out, "he held me down....  I liked that Miss Bess....  He just
held me face down, pulled up my dress and...and..."

   "And what Pet?" "He did it to me in my bottom," Pam said in a whisper.

   "He fucked you in the ass?" Bess laughed out loud.

   "Yes Miss Bess, he fucked me in my ass and I liked it." Tears of shame
rolled down Pam's face causing further damage to her make-up.

   "Well you proved my point Pet.  You have sucked, fucked and had your ass
plugged in the space of two hours.  But what makes my point more than
anything is that fact that this wasn't a gang-bang.  This wasn't three men
using you at the same time like the other night.  You were dressed
beautifully in a nice restaurant, you went with one man, came back to the
restaurant made a decision to go with another man and even a third.  It
wasn't wham-bang-thank-you ma'am.  You went and had sex three times with
three different men, one-at-a-time.  All very deliberate, for your own
fulfillment and satisfaction.  You weren't used Pet, you used those three
hard cocks for your own enjoyment.  You truly are a sex loving uncontrolled
slut.  I like you this way.  Now the fun is really going to start."

   Pam knew it was all true.  What had happened to her?  What had happened
to the housewife, mother and teacher that had the wonderful suburban life?
Was she still that person?

   "Let's go to the restroom and clean you up.  Then its' off to 'Milton's'
again tonight.  Jake and Scotty will be there.  Jake said there was going
to be a party in the back room and he especially asked if I would bring you
to it." Bess rose from the table and taking Pam's arm pulled her towards
the bathroom.  Pam's mood brightened at the though of seeing Scotty.  She
had missed talking to him and his special friendship over the last few
weeks.  He was the one person who really seemed to understand her.

   The women's exit from the restaurant was just as spectacular as their
entrance.  The dress was still wrinkled, but Bess had managed to fix Pam's
make-up so she was presentable.  The drive to the 'after hours' club took
only a few minutes.  The same muscular black doorman that was on guard
their last visit held open the door and said, "Jake told me to keep my eye
out for you two this evening.  Have a good time at 'Milton's' tonight. 
Maybe I'll see you later inside after my shift out here is over."

   Bess checked her watch as they entered the dark club.  "A few minutes
after 11:00, things would start hopping pretty soon at the club," Bess
thought to herself as she steered Pam through the crowd looking for a
table. The club was very crowded tonight and the revelers were in full
swing.  The music was heavy with a driving base sound and both men and
woman danced with frenetic energy.  The dark and disturbing motif of the
warehouse gave the entire club a surreal feel.  In one corner the young
head-bangers were smashing their bodies into each other.  In another corner
the elegant uptown crowd drank and eyed each other's wives with envy and
lust, looking sharp in their designer clothes.  At the far side the leather
crowd huddled together.  Small pockets of others mingled with singles and
doubles here and there.  It was an eclectic group.

   The two women could smell sickly sweet marijuana in the smoky air and
they saw several small mirrors on table tops covered with tell-tale white
crystals.  Yes, it was an eclectic group, but they had one thing in common,
they liked to party, whatever form that partying took.

   Bess couldn't find an empty table.  So she steered an open mouthed Pam
to an area between the uptown yuppies and the leather bound crowd.  She was
careful to give the headbangers a wide berth, she didn't want Pam, or
herself for that matter, to get sucked into that frenzy.  You could get
really hurt in that crowd.  Of course, Bess thought it might be fun for her
to 'punch out' a few of them.  She knew that she was stronger than all the
women and most of the men, but she wasn't really dressed for a fight and
she had to worry about Pam.

   Her concerns were prophetic.  An uptown yuppie woman who looked to be
about 30, wearing a beautiful designer dress, walked too close to the
scruffy group on her way to the bar.  Somehow she stumbled and bumped into
the back of a fat punk rocker with chains on his leather jacket.  Before
she could open her mouth the woman was grabbed.  She quickly disappeared
into the mass of slamming bodies.  If there were screams you couldn't hear
them over the music and the roar of the punk rockers.  Bess tried to keep
her eyes at the point where the woman had disappeared behind the denim and
leather clothed group.  But the brightly colored hair and the frenzy of the
bodies smashing into each other made it impossible.  She did see what
looked like a scrap of material fly briefly above the heads of the crowd.

   "Shit, I hope she doesn't get stomped to death in there.  You stay far
away from that crowd Pet," Bess instructed.  Pam nodded her emphatic
agreement.

   Bess kept her eyes on the crowd and noticed that another in a long line
of crowd surfers was now being carried on the sea of dirty hands of the
headbangers.  It was the woman She was bleeding from a cut on her forehead
and her clothes were being ripped from her body.  She was quickly naked and
Bess could see her tits being squeezed unmercifully and fingers roughly
probing her cunt and ass.  Then she disappeared into the crowd once again.
Later that night Jake's clean-up crew would find the woman unconscious
under the front of the stage.  She had been repeatedly raped and although
she didn't know it yet, she had contracted several nasty illnesses from
being fucked without protection and the dirty needles that had been stuck
into various sensitive parts of her body.  She would also have several
scars.  But at least she hadn't been branded.  One of the headbangers had
wanted to heat up a coat hanger and write his name across her tits.  But
cooler heads prevailed and the poor woman was finally left unconscious
under the stage and quickly forgotten by the drugged-out crowd.

   As for Pam and Bess, it was not long before Scotty showed up.  Pam was
happy but surprised to see him in what looked like a leather gladiator's
outfit.  He had been sent by Jake to get the Dom's and Sub's into the
backroom.  His party was about to start.  Scotty had hoped that Pam
wouldn't be here, and his concern for her showed on his boyish face.  Pam
couldn't understand why he didn't look happy to see her.  Actually, Scotty
was happy to see the housewife, but just not here, right now.  He knew that
the situation was out of his hands.  He looked sadly at Pam and gave her a
quick hug.  It was Bess and Jake who decided what the night would bring for
them both.

   "Let's go to a party, Pet."

   Many of the leather crowd and a few of the yuppies moved en mass down
the hallway to the door at end.  It was the room that Pam and Bess had seen
on the tour the last time they had visited the club.  Pam followed Bess
filled with apprehension.  Sensing her tentativeness, Bess decided it was
time for some forcefulness on her part.  "Pet, I expect you to do exactly
what I say.  DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"

   "Yes Miss, Bess." Pam was actually relieved that Bess was taking charge
of the situation.

   Several of the experienced Dom's that were walking close by heard the
exchange and looked over the blond middle-aged woman in their midst.  Most
of them thought, "fresh meat," and hoped that they "would have a chance to
'play' with the obviously novice sub."

   Inside the door Bess was greeted by Jake, who wore black boots, pants
and shirt.  The shirt was open to mid-chest exposing his powerful and hairy
torso.  "I'm so glad you brought Mrs.  Henderson, Bess.  I've though a lot
about her since the time we spent together at your house," his deep voice
commented.  Pam was mesmerized by his powerful presence and blushed at the
memories of her first extramarital fuck with this man.

   He continued, "I'm sure that she will have a good time tonight." He
smiled a disarming smile at Pam, but there was a hint of danger behind his
flashing eyes.  "Look around and after I see that the party gets started
well, I'll be back to spend some time with you two beautiful women." Bess
beamed at his compliment.  Jake leaned over and whispered in Bess' ear,
"Keep your Pet close or one of these Dom's will try to steal her away."
Bess smiled at Jake, "I will, but I intend for Pet to have an extraordinary
experience." Jake smiled, "well that's up to you, but I want first crack at
her and then I'm sure that you will have plenty of volunteers for her
further training." Bess replied, "good, but don't forget you promised me
some time tonight if I brought her along." Jake laughed, "don't worry Bess
I promise to save a little for you." Then he was off moving through the
room and talking with guests.

   At first it looked like any normal party.  Groups of people standing and
talking.  The only difference was some of the guests attire looked
different.  There was some nudity, and if you looked closely you could see
some leather collars on some people and leather cuffs on some arms and
legs. Bess led Pam to the bar and ordered them each a drink.  A
bare-chested bartender was quick and efficient and the two women soon found
themselves moving about the room.  Subtly the party began to change.  There
was an electricity in the air.  Pam noticed that some of the men and women
were being led around the room by leashes attached to collars.  She saw a
man, naked except for a leather g-string kneeling at a fat woman's feet
holding an ashtray for her to use.

   Suddenly Pam heard a loud crack and the crowd moved towards a corner
where the noise came from.  Bess and Pam made their way to the side where
they could see what was going on.  The sight that greeted Pam took her
breath away and she felt her belly tighten.  Bess grinned at her, "do you
like that Pet?"

   Pam didn't respond, she stood open-mouthed her chest rising and falling
rapidly.

   But Bess saw that Pam's nipples were hard and poked at the front of her
dress.  "Yes, Pet likes that," she thought, "Pet would like to be that
woman there.  Hanging naked from chains, being slapped on the ass with a
leather strap by a bare-chested Dom, while another leather clad man slowly
worked an impossibly long dildo into her cunt.  Pet can see herself right
there, while a crowd a people watches her writhe in delicious pain and
pleasure."

   The dildo was finally fully inserted and the crowd murmured its approval
each time the leather struck the tender ass flesh of the hanging woman.

   That loosened everyone up.  It was as if a damn had broken.  Scenes like
Pam had never imagined began to be played out all around them.  The air
crackled with sexual energy and the energy of people giving up their bodies
and souls to others.  Giving themselves away for amusement and the
delicious feelings that they would experience.

   A large naked man approached Bess.  He kneeled at her feet and spoke,
"My Mistress asks if you and your Sub would like to join us at the whipping
post?"

   Bess responded, "Not now, but maybe later." The man looked with longing
at Pam, then rose to his feet.  As he turned and walked back to the woman
who sent him, Pam couldn't help but watch his semi-hard cock bound and sway
as he walked.  Bess laughed at her, "Never met a cock you didn't like, huh
Pet?" Pam blushed in shame and excitement.  "Well it looks like there are
lots of cocks on display now Pet.  Let's see some more."

   Pam felt as if she we in a room full of people who knew a secret and she
wasn't in on the joke.  She heard snatches of conversations with words like
'Dom' and 'Sub'.  Other conversations included; 'erotic power exchange',
'hard play' and '24/7 slave.' There were some words she understood very
well; tits, ass, cunt and cock.  With an occasional reference to whips and
dildos thrown in for good measure.  As the housewife glanced around large
dark room a variety of activities were taking place, and as Bess promised
there were a lot of hard cocks to be seen.  Pam never knew there could be
such a variety.  Short cocks, long cocks, fat cocks, skinny cocks.  Some
were straight some had curves.  Others had foreskins and some were
circumcised.  But what most amazed her were the ones that were tied with
rope and bulged in torture.  There were even some that wore brightly
colored condoms.  The condoms were adorned with bumps and studs to ensure
incredible stimulation inside whomever they were thrust.

   Around the room whips and paddles were being used on both men and women.
In the center of the room a petite well-groomed redhead was being strapped
down on a large heavy wooden X.  Her arms and legs locked with cuffs at the
ends of each arm.  She was one of the yuppies Pam and Bess had seen
earlier. The woman cried and moaned in fear and pleasure, as two leather
clad men ripped her expensive designer dress from her body.  A man dressed
like he had just come from the golf course stood by and excitedly
encouraged the large bearded men "to use his wife like the whore she was."
The wooden device was parallel to the floor at just below waist height and
the X nature of the design made it easy to approach the woman from any
direction.

   "It looks like the uptown rich people like to get down and dirty
sometimes Pet," Bess commented.

   Jake appeared at the women's side and asked, "How do you like my little
party?" "This is incredible Jake," Bess responded.  Pam stood mute unable
to look away from the woman restrained on the cross.  The two burly Dom's
had dropped their pants and approach the redhead from opposite ends.  Two
large dirty cocks were each rammed home, in her mouth and pussy, while the
husband chanted, "go...go...go...fuck her." He fumbled with his designer
pants, pulled out his cock and masturbated in time with the men who were
pumping mercilessly in and out of his wife.

   Jake looked up at Pam and laughed, "that's Jim Green and his wife from
1st National Bank.  He likes to see her used...and she has rape fantasies.
It's a marriage made in heaven.  Nobody really knows who the father is of
their two kids." Pam was flushed and breathing hard.  Witnessing Mrs. 
Green's restraint and attack had reached the submissive core of the naive
housewife.  If Jake or Bess had touched her at that moment she would have
had a screaming orgasm.

   Jake turned to Bess, "I have a special device over here, let's see how
your Pet likes it."

   Jake led Bess and Bess led Pam to a far corner of the room.  What looked
like a futuristic weight bench sat gleaming under a spot light in the dark
corner.

   "Do what Jake says Pet."

   Jake grasped Pam's shoulders and stood her in front of the bench.  Pam
saw that a small crowd of people had seen Jake and were gathering around to
see what was going on.  Because it was Jake they stood a respectful
distance away, but watched with anticipation.  "See how interested everyone
is in you?" Jake whispered in Pam's ear.  "Now relax, I don't want you
distracted by them." From somewhere Jake produced a black sleep mask and
placed it over Pam's short blond hair.  In moments her vision was cut-off.
Pam tensed in fear, but Jake reassured her, "It's OK...  relax." he voice
was hypnotic and Pam felt herself relax even as the excitement in her
continued to build.  "Let's show everyone how beautiful you are.  Let's
show them all of Bess's hard work with you."

   Pam felt hands at the hem of her dress.  "Lift your arms Pet," came a
command from Bess.  Pam raised her arms pulling her tits taut.  She felt a
coolness on her legs then ass pussy and belly.  The dress was being lifted
up over her head.  "My God," Pam thought in panic, "all these people will
see me naked."

   The dress finally cleared her shoulders and disappeared over her head.
The housewife instinctively covered herself with her arms as best she
could. Her obvious embarrassment brought a series of comments from the
jaded onlookers.  This one was a real innocent they thought.

   "Drop your arms Pet," the voice from Bess ordered.

   "Ahhhh," was the noise from the crowd as Pam's full, red nippled tits
came into view.  Her slightly rounded stomach and almost hairless pink
lipped pussy were also appreciated by the crowd.

   "They think you're beautiful," Jake whispered in her ear.  The thought
that she was being displayed like this thrilled the housewife and knowing
that her body was appreciated made it all the better.

   "Now I am going to help you lay back on the bench." Jake's strong arms
literally carried Pam backwards and down, until her back was on the bench.
Her feet were still on the floor.  This caused her red clit to pop into
view and her firm breasts to point at the ceiling with an erotic wobble to
them.  These sights caused another appreciative murmur from the growing
crowd.  Pam felt her ankles tied to the bench legs and her arms were also
pulled back and down.  Then they were tied to the legs below her.  Pam was
naked except for stockings and heels.  She was blind- unaware of who was
around, but she knew that many eyes were looking at her.  Looking at her
most private parts.  She was restrained and couldn't do a thing, except
maybe scream.  But should she scream in fright or pleasure?  Even the
housewife didn't know.  The option of screaming soon disappeared as she
felt a soft rubber ball forced between her lips and teeth.  Stretching her
mouth and preventing her from doing anything except whimper.

   Jake's voice came out of the blackness, "now you will find out things
about yourself that you never knew, Mrs.  Henderson.  You will know what it
means to feel pleasure.  Before the night is over you will be one large
orgasm producing cunt, babbling for more and more.  Until you are fucked to
exhaustion.  But first lets try the Mexican Jumping Bean Dildo and the
Titty Suckers.  They will get you in the mood for more human partners."