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 Private Whore

   Jill had worked hard all week and looked forward to the weekend with her
husband.  As quitting time approached her phone rang.  Looking at the
caller ID she saw that it was Mr.  Norman, the owner of the small export
company where she worked.  This seemed odd, as he never called her, and
doubly odd that he was calling at quitting time.

   As she answered she noted that he seemed unusually gruff for a normally
soft spoken man.  "Jill, I need for you to work late tonight, we have
something important to go over.  Come into my office when you finish work."
As she put the phone down a knot formed in her stomach.  "What could he
want?"

   At 5'5" 130lb.  Jill is an attractive married woman, with two teenage
children.  She isn't beautiful, but has been referred to as "very cute" her
whole life.  She is very active in her church, and has several friends, but
her husband's gambling habit keeps them constantly short on cash.

   When Jill entered Mr.  Norman's office she saw John Sanders, the company
accountant, talking with him.

   "Jill, John and I have been going over our records for the past several
years.  You can deny it if you wish, but we have ample proof that you have
been taking money from the company for the past three years.  The total
embezzled to date is over $30,000."

   Trying to keep from feinting Jill wondered how they could know.  She had
been taking small amounts out of petty cash for a long time, but couldn't
believe it added up to that much.

   "Sit down Jill.  John will be calling the police, and they will need to
talk to you."

   "Please don't Mr.  Norman.  Please don't call the police.  I can't go to
jail----my family----my church----I can't!"

   "You should have thought of that a long time ago" said John.

   Jill was frantic.  As her eyes started tearing up she pleaded; "please,
I'll pay you back, I promise."

   Mr.  Norman by this time was becoming furious..."Jill, I can't stand
cheating, stealing employees.  You want to pay it back?  Ok, write me a
check," knowing that she didn't have the cash to cover such a check.  "The
only way you could make that kind of money quickly is flat on your back in
a whore house."

   "John, you can go home, I can handle it from here." As the accountant
closed the door behind him Mr.  Norman was starting to formulate a plan to
not only punish Jill, but also to receive payment for the $30,000 she had
stolen.

   "Jill, call your husband.  You will be working late tonight.  We need to
get this straightened out." After she was off the phone he ordered her to
stand up.  "Take off your top" he said matter-of-factly.  "I can't do
that!!" she said in disbelief that he had said such a thing.  Mr.  Norman
picked up the phone and started dialing 911.  Jumping to her feet she
pleaded " no--no", as she quickly put her hand on the phone.

   Mr.  Norman held the phone in his hand, not dialing and not hanging up,
just staring at Jill.  Defeated she slowly unbuttoned her blouse.  As she
took it off she put both arms across her bra, covering as much as she
could.

   "Now the bra," said Mr.  Norman.  As tears came to her eyes, Jill didn't
know why he was doing this to her, but also knew she had no leverage to
bargain.  She slowly removed the bra and immediately covered her bare
breasts with her arms.

   "Keep going, take the skirt off," he commanded.  Jill was now sobbing
openly as she moved her right arm from her breast and unbuttoned her skirt.
Tugging slightly the skirt fell to the floor, leaving her with only her
panties and shoes.  Her right hand quickly covered her crotch.

   Knowing what the next command would be, Jill pleaded....  "please,
please, let me go home.  I'll find a way to pay you back.  Please."

   "You only have one asset that you can use to pay me back...  take the
panties off," he commanded.

   Feeling totally vulnerable, but knowing her only other option was going
to jail, she pulled the panties down and let them drop to the floor.  She
covered herself as well as she could, as tears ran down her cheeks.

   Mr.  Norman let Jill stand there for what seemed an eternity to her,
with one of her hands on her crotch and an arm across her breasts.  Finally
he got up and approached her.  "Hands to your sides." As she complied he
put a hand on each breast, lifting and fondling.  "Spread your legs," he
said as he looked down at her untrimmed pussy.  Jill was crying openly now
as she slightly separated her feet.

   As he slowly worked a finger into her dry pussy, Jill was forced
backward until her butt hit the desk, and she fell back on her elbows.

   Jill's eyes were closed, as she wished this was just a bad dream, but
she was brought back to reality by the sound of a zipper, followed by the
feel of his bare cock touching her stomach.

   "Put it in you," he ordered.

   Jill was frantic.  She thought of running out the door, but knew that if
she did she would go to jail.  Her friends, her children, her church; she
can't go to jail.

   Sobbing loudly she reached between them and took his cock, guiding it
into her as he pushed.  She was surprised that her body had provided some
lubrication, allowing him to penetrate a couple of inches.  He worked in
and out until he penetrated her completely.  He then stopped and stared
into her eyes.

   "Jill, you owe me $30,000 plus interest.  You will keep your job, but
won't be allowed to handle money any more.  You will become my private fuck
toy.  I will fuck you whenever I want, and you will fuck anyone else that I
tell you to.  You will be paid as a whore, credited with $100.00 each time.
After you spread your legs 350 times you will be paid up." The last 50 will
be for interest.

   His cock still in her, he said, "I sometimes have customers visiting
from out of town.  If they request, I provide them with female companions.
You will now fill that position.  You tell your husband whatever you want
to.  Tell him the truth or make up a lie, I don't care; but you WILL be
available to fuck whenever I want.  You will also have your pussy shaved by
the time I fuck you tomorrow.

   He started moving in and out of her, faster and faster until she felt
his body tense as he filled her with his seed.  Not a word was said after
he pulled out of her, as she quickly dressed and hurried out the door.

   At home she told her family that she didn't feel well, and fortunately
her husband and kids mostly left her alone all evening.

   Very early the next morning she forced herself into the bathroom to
start shaving her genitals for the first time ever, and not by choice. 
Whatever she decided to tell her husband, a shaved crotch would have to be
worked into the lie.

   Jill desperately wanted to stay home from work the next day, but
couldn't take a chance on annoying Mr.  Norman, and having him decide to
call the police.  Her drive into work was dreadful, but throughout the day
everything remained normal.  Just at quitting time what she dreaded most
happened.  The phone rang and Mr.  Normal told her to wait until everyone
else left, and then come to his office.

   "Did you shave your pussy," asked Mr.  Norman.  A feint reply...."yes."
"Let me see" came his demand.  Jill slowly lifted her skirt and pulled her
panties leg open for him to see.

   "Take them off" he said.  Jill slowly took the panties off, as Mr. 
Norman unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock.

   "We sometimes have important customers come into town, and I want to see
what kind of cocksucker you are." Come here and show me," as he sat back in
his chair.

   "Please, please, I don't like to do that," she pleaded.  He replied,
"too bad, most of the guys that will be fucking you will expect to stick it
in your mouth first.  You had better get used to it.  Get on your knees."

   Jill slowly got on her knees in front of him and took his cock in her
hand, and slowly into her mouth.  Even though she didn't like it, she had a
good technique.  Within minutes Mr.  Norman panted "bend over the desk, I'm
going to fuck you from behind." As she bent over his desk he flipped her
skirt up and inserted into her freshly shaved pussy.

   After his cum filled her, she dressed without saying a word and started
out the door.  Mr.  Norman handed her an envelope as she left.  "Friday
night my wife and I are having a group of friends and customers over to our
house.  I want you there.  The address is in the envelope, along with some
cash to get your hair and nails done.  Dress will be casual.  Bring your
husband.  I assume you haven't discussed our little arrangement with him. I
want to explain what's going on.  He benefited from your theft.  He should
know the consequences.  What's his name." "Sam" she replied.

   Jill knew that she could never tell her husband what was going on, but
he would eventually find out.  It might as well be Mr.  Norman that tells
him.

   The remainder of the week passed without incident both at home and at
work.  Jill tried to act as normal as possible, although she was a bundle
of nerves.  She got her hair and nails done as instructed, and told her
husband that they were invited to the bosses' party.

   Friday night Jill and her husband found the house easily.  It was as
large as she thought it would be.

   Mr.  Norman met them at the door.  "Good to see you Jill, nice to meet
you Sam".  "Jill, this is my wife Mary.  She has something she wants to
talk to you about, while Sam and I go into the library and get acquainted."

   Mary looked at Jill for a moment.  "So you're the one that stole from my
husband, and now you're his private whore.  Jill's face turned red as she
stared at the floor.  "My husband says that he has fucked you a couple of
times, and that you're pretty good at giving head." Jill was startled that
Mary knew.

   Mary continued, "see that tall blonde guy over there.  I want you to
fuck him tonight.  His wife is a friend of mine, and always talks about how
her husband would never cheat on her.  I don't believe it.  This will be
worth five credits on your account.  What will that leave you?  With the
two that my husband used, and this five, you will only have to fuck 343
more times before you're debt is paid," Mary said with a grin.  "Don't
worry about his wife; I'll keep her busy so she won't bother you.  Use the
guest house at the end of the driveway.  It's vacant.  The guys name is
Mike, and he loves archery.  Just pretend to be interested and he will keep
the conversation going."

   Jill walked to the small group which included her prey, Mike.  She had
no idea what to do, not having been single for 20 years.  Fortunately one
of the men in the small group said hello to her and she joined the group,
making sure that she was next to Mike.  Eventually she got the chance to
ask Mike what his interests were and he mentioned archery.  This was her
opening and she pretended a lot of interest.

   As people joined and left the conversation group, it eventually got to
be just Mike and Jill, still talking about archery.  Jill mentioned that
she needed to go outside and get some air.  Mike said he would go with her.


   As they walked down the long driveway, Jill mentioned that she was
getting cool and pushed up against Mike, as if for warmth.  He responded by
putting his arm around her shoulders.  She stopped and looked up at him,
inviting a kiss.  Jill turned a small kiss into a larger more passionate
one, and as they were standing in front of the guest house, she said "let's
go in here."

   Once inside the guest house they became more passionate and moved to the
bedroom.  Without saying a word they began to undress.  Jill immediately
noticed that his erect cock was very large, not in length but in width. 
She had only experienced her husband and two others before marriage.  All
of them must be normal size, because Mike is much bigger.  Mike pulled Jill
down on the bed, putting her on top.  She was glad to be on top so she
could control the pace of the cock going into her.  The size of it caused
some initial discomfort, but she gradually worked half of it in.  Mike was
obviously in a hurry, as he rolled them over so that he was on top. 
Passionately he buried himself in her, and started panting as he fucked her
faster and faster.  Jill wrapped her legs around him, never having
experienced feeling so full.  Mike climaxed and lay on top of her,
completely exhausted.

   Coming back to reality, Mike got dressed quickly, obviously afraid that
he had been missed at the party.  He said "I'll go back first.  You wait a
few minutes."

   As Jill walked back into the party she was met by Mary, who was
obviously waiting for her.  "Well, did he fuck you," said Mary.  "Yes",
said Jill.  "How was he," said Mary?  "There's a rumor that he has a very
large cock." "Yes," said Jill.  "He's very large." Mary said, "My intention
at first was that if he fucked you, I was going to start a rumor, so
everyone would know.  I may just wait on that, and instead see how his cock
feels inside me."

   Jill was concerned about her husband, whom she had not seen since they
arrived.  She found Mr.  Norman and asked where he was.  "I had a long
conversation with him, then sent him home." You'll spend the night here,
and we'll get you home sometime tomorrow.  There are several guests here
who want some time with you in the guest house.  I'll keep track of how
many, so you will get credit on your account each time your pussy is used.
You should be all paid up in a couple of years.