Carlos - Training Day 2

by Solomon

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Disclaimer: If you are easily offended by blatant sexual stories, are under 18, or have a heart condition, don’t read this. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature, then don’t possess. All within is pure fiction - I guess.

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“CARLOS”

It was their second day in the state, and their first day in the apartment I had provided to house them in. As I sat at their kitchen table awaiting a drink, I told them how I had found out about the warrants out for their arrests. Dave went outside to get the morning paper and I turned to Sue and asked if she had worn panties that day. She was a little shy, but came over close to me and lifted the bottom of her pleated skirt to show me she hadn’t. She smiled and asked if I was surprised. I told her, “Not really, I expected that you wanted to please me.” She told me that Dave had noticed earlier and she told him the warm weather here in the south made her chafe.

Dave came back and asked what was up for the day. I told him I was going to ask if his girlfriend would mind taking my maids place for two weeks while she went home for a vacation. It would only be for a couple of hours a day for some light cleaning. She eyed me from across the room and Dave said how she probably wouldn’t mind doing it. So I asked her and she said, “No, I don’t mind at all. When would you like me to come over?” Her complete disregard for modesty made my cock swell with anticipation. I told her she could come back with me and I would show her what I needed done. I loved the little smile creeping over her face.

Sue definitely knew that I had come up with a plausible reason for her to see me daily. I knew that within just a few days, I would not only have her as my willing plaything, but I had decided to make this scrawny little bitch she called her boyfriend my cum receptacle. And I had decided to even make her train him to do it for me. When she walked by me, I saw that Dave was studying the paper, so I ran my hand up her leg to her wet slit and squeezed her thigh for a moment. She got very nervous and moved away as soon as I removed my hand. But I noticed as my hand was under her skirt, she had her eyes riveted on Dave. I knew she was going to like training him, if for no other reason than to please me. After we talked business for a few minutes, I told Dave I was going to show his girlfriend her new temp job and would bring her back when I was done with her.

Sue knew what I had meant by that. She started to go to her bedroom to put on panties so Dave would know she hadn’t left the house without them. She had motioned to me what she was doing, but I stopped her and said we had to go. We went to the car and she started to get into the back seat. I stopped her again and had her sit in the front seat between myself and John. As we pulled from the drive, I put my arm around her and she looked up at me to see what she might find in my eyes. I asked if she was ready for play with me and she looked at my driver. I told her that he was blind to such things and she then answered rather meekly, yet with a good hint of willing playfulness, “Yes!” I put her hand on my crotch and she rubbed me as she looked once again at my driver. I lifted her skirt to expose her pussy and she tried to pull it back down again. I told her that her reluctance got me even hotter for her.

When we arrived at the safe house they had first stayed at, I told my driver to come back in an hour. I could see in Sue’s eyes that she was putting it together that we were never going to my home, rather to our new clandestine playhouse. As soon as we got into the foyer, I turned Sue to me and kissed her passionately. The smell of this petite, fragile girl in my arms got me hard in a second, and I rubbed my hands up and down her ass, over her back, and finally, around to her front. The heat between her legs and the fact that she didn’t move even slightly, told me she was so ready to have me fuck her. She would deny it, but it was obvious. But that was still a day or two away. First I had to prepare her to understand she had no choice left but to be my plaything whenever I wanted.

I pushed her to arms length and stared into her beautiful face and said, “You were hoping I would steal you away again, weren’t you?” She didn’t offer a word in response, but nodded slowly as I looked over her body. I reached out again for her pussy, this time going under her short skirt and feeling just how wet she had become. She grabbed my hand with both of hers and said, “Please, I don’t mind what you did to me yesterday, but I still can’t fuck you. It would hurt Dave too much, and I would lose him.” She had planted the seed in my mind that she was ready to take her next step in becoming my toy. I was going to show her how to control her boyfriend, so that she could keep him and get what she really wanted at the same time. In doing so, she would fall into line nicely with what I expected of her, as well. And by learning well from me she would soon have a toy of her own; Dave.

I said, “By the end of the week, he will be too afraid of losing you to leave. And you, my dear, will be begging me not to bring you to the next rung of ecstasy, even while making yourself as available to me as you have right now. Have you decided to let me cum in your mouth yet?” Her face turned from a glazed look at the first sentence, to a look of horror instantly. She stammered, “I can’t, I told you - that’s disgusting. What does it matter where it goes, just enjoy how I get you there?”

I stared at her trying to convey my disappointment. However, her stubbornness incited me to the next level of erotic thought and I told her, “Then you will have to turn Dave over to me as my official cum receptacle. He’ll have to dispose of all the sperm you make me provide for you.” Her look was so tormented that I got a powerful erection knowing I had just told her the future, despite how much she didn’t want to believe it. She said, “Dave isn’t gay, he wouldn’t ever do anything with you, especially that.” I responded with, “I’m not gay either. And he won’t be doing anything with me; he’ll be doing it for me… and you.” I went on to taunt her with the truth even more. “And you will even have the pleasure of watching him, even teaching him what his place is to be around here. You can think about that as I take my pleasure with you today. But this is a secret between us, because if you tell him, you’ll be telling him what we have done together as well, and you will lose him. If you want the best of both worlds from the two of us, then you’ll learn quickly to play this game as I teach it to you. You understand?”

She tried her best to keep from saying ‘yes’, but then she asked a question that answered for her. She asked, “You don’t really think he would ever let you do that in his mouth do you?” I could clearly see the intrigue in her eyes at the thought of watching her boyfriend being fed my sperm, my powerful hands holding his head in place as if it were a bucket for depositing my wastes.

I had told her enough for today, and would let her fantasize about it until our next meeting. I pulled her skirt over her hips and she stood naked from the waste down in an instant. As I stood back I nodded for her to take off her halter top. My words had been quite effective at turning her into molten lava. As she pulled her top over her head, her nipples were as hard as frozen peas. Her small breasts, taut and conical, without the slightest droop in them looked more like a thirteen year olds, rather than the seventeen years that stood before me. When she dropped her shirt to the floor and came within reach, I groped her perfect little mounds in both hands and she had to push hard against them to keep from being pushed away. She was clearly becoming aware of the fact that I could get from her whatever I wanted, but was still frightened of my knowledge of control. She had to be wondering just what I had in mind for her… and Dave. But clearly she was tantalized with the prospects.

I picked her up in my arms and carried her off to the master bedroom, leaving her clothes behind at the front door. Later, that would bother her, wondering if her boyfriend might have found them if he had come back to the safe house for something. I lay her on the bed and wanted to get my crudeness across to her. I wanted to display my controlling attitude openly to her. And I wanted to see just how compliant she would be for me. So instead of leaning over her to suck upon those tremendously succulent tits, I walked to the chair and sat down. She had a look of total disbelief on her face. But before she could speak, I said, “Now pleasure me, my dear. Masturbate yourself for me to watch; rub yourself to the most powerful orgasm you have ever had so I can watch your heaving body as you get yourself off.”

It was obvious she had never played with herself in front of anyone before. But I could see her slowly getting use to the idea as the tenseness left her body. She brought one hand over her flat stomach and slowly began rubbing her boobs as her other hand went to her belly and pushed down over her vulva. Her eyes never left mine as her breathing became labored and she worked to make my eyes glow with the desire of seeing this beautiful girl fully participate in this sexual display. Her hands explored her own body expertly, even artfully as she tried her best to make my cock spew its juices for her from across the room. I told her, “You made me run out of room. Come over here and open my pants for me.” She was between my legs in a heartbeat, tugging at them to relieve my confinement and to see just how successful her act had worked. As she worked my pants to the floor and beheld my erection, my hands stayed on the arms of the chair. She knew her show wasn’t over yet. She bent down and pushed her mouth over my engorged cock as far as she could go, just once. Then she stood and went back to lie down on the bed. She went back to pleasuring herself, thereby pleasuring me. But this time she closed her eyes to imagine her darkest fantasies as she groped and frigged away at herself. I had to wonder if one of them was of her boyfriend standing before me, swallowing my cum, willfully, or forced as necessary.

Within seconds she had herself shuddering through her first orgasm. But as she settled her butt back to the bed, she could see in my eyes that I wanted a lot more of this performance. She leered at me and asked if I had enjoyed her little show. I told her it was pretty good, but it could have been much better. She looked a little disappointed and asked, “How?” I stood and walked over to the bed. As I sat down, I said, “Let me help you. You won’t believe the ride you’re about to take.”

I had her start working away at herself slowly, and with her eyes closed. She obviously assumed I was going to touch her, having moved close to her. But it was only my voice I wanted closer to her. I said, “As you play with yourself this time, I only want you to fantasize about one thing. Don’t speak, don’t resist, just think about the scenes I describe to you.” She was complying with my wishes well, going slowly in anticipation of the first vision I would implant into her wandering thoughts.

“I want you to think just how hot it will be for you, when Dave is next to you on his knees, right beside you, also on your knees. He knows he has no choice but to do as you tell him. You know what you’re about to tell him, because I stand in front of the two of you, totally naked, fully erect.” Sue started to play harder and faster. I had her inspired already. I went on, “You know in order to please me; you must involve your boyfriend and tell him exactly what you want him to do. You secretly take great pleasure in this… you realize you now have a toy to train just as I’m training you now. You reach out and suck on my cock, to his great horror and embarrassment. You want to tease him by sucking wildly on my hard prick, just inches away from his own face.” She couldn’t work herself much harder and I knew she was at a point to tell me what she really wanted to see from her boyfriend. So I said, “Now tell me, while keeping your eyes closed what you are going to do to train your friend?”

I saw her hesitation, but at the same time, her body heaved upward slightly from the thoughts running through her mind. Finally she started, “While I suck away at your magnificently hard cock, I would stop only long enough to tell him what he was going to have to do… for you. I would tell him to watch so he could learn how to suck your cock as well as me. I’d let him know if he wanted to keep me, he would have to please me, by pleasing you.” She was slowly lifting her hips at every moment of excitement, letting me know what parts excited her the most. I was quickly learning from her subconscious, that our fantasies were along the same lines.

She continued, “I’d tell him that this time, I would do all the sucking, but…”, and as she raised her hips, rubbing her clit in one hand, her lips with the other, “you’re gonna catch his cum for me. He would be freaking out so bad, but he would know if he wanted to keep me, he’d have to do as I say. Then as you tell me that you are about ready to give me your creamy little desert, I would hold your cock to his mouth.” Then she opened her eyes to leer into mine with such heat and passion, and said, “Then I’d tell you to push it into him… and force him…” She couldn’t take anymore of her own nasty little thoughts and screamed loudly as she fingered herself to a massive conclusion. She bucked wildly at her own hands as she rubbed up and down her own mons roughly, shuddering all the time. As she settled back down to the bed, still twitching from her own fingers sporadically, she said, “You know that was only a fantasy, right?” All I could tell her was, “Ah, but that’s my fantasy as well. You’re going to be one hell of a dominating little vixen, aren’t you?”

She finally let her fingers stop teasing herself, leaned up and over to my cock, and started to suck on me to finish my pleasure. While she sucked away at me, I repeated the things she had said, and watched her heightened pleasure every time I would hit the most exciting parts for her. I felt under her to grope one of her small breasts as she performed her duty on me, and told her that she would soon have to give me a mouth to shoot my load into. She knew I was talking about handing her boyfriend over to me. But I told her this time I would be satisfied with dumping it on her pretty little chest. And moments later, as I told her I was ready, she leaned back just enough to make her chest available to me, even moving up onto my lap for a better shot at her nipples. She rubbed my sperm all over her taut little buds, tweaking her nipples for the both of us.

She sat up and went to kiss me, but stopped. She said she was sorry, she forgot. I pulled her closer for a kiss, and told her she didn’t have cum in her mouth today. I slapped her ass a little and told her to shower. When she had done that and come back, I told her we needed to get something straight. I said, “In two days, my cum will be going into a mouth. It can be yours, or Dave’s. I don’t care, but it will be one of them. You understand me?” She looked down at the floor and sighed heavily and said ‘yes’. I made her promise that anything done or said behind closed doors remained between the two of us and that if she broke the promise, I would make the choice for her.

We snuggled on the couch and waited for my man to come back for us. She was really warming up to me by this point. The last thing I asked her before leaving was, “You’re going to have a lot of fun… you know, training him. Aren’t you?” She stared up at me, finally smiled, and said, “Probably! …was I a good plaything for you today?”

I just smiled and shut the door.

“SUE”

Carlos came over on our second day at the apartment he had rented for us. He had something to ask of us, and stopped by just after breakfast. When Dave skipped out to the paper box, Carlos asked if I had worn any panties that day. I quickly lifted my skirt enough to answer him, and shook my butt at him a little.

I was already excited with the anticipation of sneaking off with him for a little more fooling around. I felt really bad over my infidelity for Dave’s sake, but thinking about what I had done and just how nasty it was, I got so fucking hot that I nearly fucked Dave to death last night. He must have wondered why I had been such a wild bitch for him. I had also wondered if we were going to be able to keep this secret from Dave, or if he would eventually find out. If I had my way, I would probably like to keep both guys all to myself, but that wasn’t very realistic at all. I did have to give it a bit more thought. While Dave was looking through the paper for any stories relating to our place getting popped back in the north, Carlos rubbed his hand up my leg right to my crotch. I was so afraid that Dave would look over his paper and see it, but he remained clueless. I figured Carlos was clueless as well when I shot him a pleading look to take me away for a little get together, but he didn’t give me a second look.

But later when I brought him an orange juice to quench his thirst, he started on his reason for being there. I didn’t pay much attention to what he was saying, at least at first. I was wishing it was me that he was quenching his thirst with, and then I thought, ‘did I just hear that’. Without even making sure of what he had asked, I prayed I had her him right through my fantasizing and blurted out way to quickly, “No, I don’t mind at all. When would you like me to come over?” I watched Dave for any sign that I had heard him wrong. But when he said I could go with him now, I knew I had heard right. That sweet little fucking Carlos had come up with a way to scurry me away for his pleasure every day. That was the moment I think Dave really lost my loyalty to him. Little did I know that the things Carlos had been telling me weren’t just to incite my euphoria?

I knew eventually Dave would think about my being without panties and motioned to Carlos that I was going to put some on. If Dave inspected me when I got back, he would see I had been a good girl. Yeah, right! But Carlos shook his head in disapproval, so… I went to sit down again to wait to leave until Carlos motioned that we were leaving right then.

Carlos said he would show me what he wanted me to do at his house - his safe house actually. We still knew nothing of his personal life, or even where he lived. So we headed off with his driver escorting us. Carlos made me sit in the front with them, and even before we took off, he had his arm around me and was starting the get a little grabby. I wouldn’t have minded that, but John was right there and could see everything. Carlos assured me that he would never tell anything he ever saw. That was good news, since his next move was to lift my skirt, exposing me to the world, and copping a feel of my cunt. I was already wet and could smell my scent wafting upwards. Despite knowing his driver wouldn’t say anything, it was still embarrassing being exposed like that, not to mention very titillating knowing that any guy would love a free peek at any girl.

As soon as we got into the house, his hands were all over me. I loved the way he would grab my ass roughly and pull me into his extremely hard cock. He was so much bigger than me, I felt like his captive in his arms. And I was discovering that my tits always seemed so much bigger when they were pressed against him. When he had me take my top off and squeezed them, I nearly fell backwards. I had to push into his hands to keep from falling. Then Carlos said something that relaxed me a bit. He said that Dave wouldn’t be able to leave me because he was too hooked on me. So even if he caught on, he would simply have to deal with it. The disturbed thinking me quickly agreed with him more out of want than logic.

Carlos had a way of going from something very positive, to very perplexing. His next question was, “When are you going to let me cum in your mouth?” I told him that I was never going to be able to let him do that. He could get just about anything else, but not that. Then he informed me that if I didn’t agree to do it for him, that he expected me to get Dave to do it for me. He even used phrases like ‘training him’ and ‘teaching him’, and perhaps worst of all, ‘hand him over’. He told me that I would soon even be making Dave into my own little plaything as he was doing to me right now. I thought, ‘mmm, that might not be so bad. After all, I’m enjoying the hell out of myself being a plaything for this man’. He was actually getting me to wonder whether or not I could get Dave to swallow another mans’ cum. I knew I would love the shit out of seeing him do that, but I knew in the back of my mind he would never even think about it. It’s always been a twisted little secret of mine to see a guy giving another guy head. I don’t know why, it just turned me into a ravenous whore just thinking about it.

Suddenly, Carlos picked me up in his arms. I admired his strength, cradling me like a little girl, and carried me to his bed. I knew right then he wanted to fuck me today. I had promised myself to be a good girl and try to fight him off some, but I knew I wasn’t going to struggle so much that he would stop. I even fantasized last night while in the midst of Dave thrusting away at me, that I would love Carlos to take me forcefully against my will, or at least let him think that way. But after laying me on the bed, he went over and sat on the chair. I couldn’t fucking believe it. This was where a guy pounces on the girl. What was he up to now?

That’s when he told me he wanted to watch me play with myself. I freaked out. I had never done anything like that before for any guy. But he had such a soothing way about him. As well there was the side that said to me that this guy gets whatever he wants. So I put my head back on the pillow and tried to put the fact that he was staring at me just a few feet away out of my mind. I closed my eyes and started the motions. I felt my boobs first and could feel them swollen at the thought of being watched. My nipples were like rocks; they always gave me away. I felt so weird sliding my hand over my lips. And I was amazed at how wet my thighs had even become. I had been wetting myself in the hallway so badly and hadn’t even noticed. After a couple of minutes, Carlos told me to open his pants for him. My first thought was ‘how rude, I was frigging myself you know’, but I quickly did as I was told. I sort of liked getting ordered around. I even gave him one quick shot at the feel of my mouth as I went down on his cock, but just one long thrust, just to tease him. Somehow, I finally got into the swing of things again. I got right back to the point I had been at before the interruption. I felt almost cruel at what as was fantasizing at, because it involved Dave doing nasty things to Carlos right in front of me so I could watch. The thought of that made me buck wildly and at the last second, the thought of Carlos watching me do this most personal thing to myself, made me spasm like a dog in heat.

I asked Carlos how he had enjoyed himself. I was horrified when he said it could have been better. That ungrateful bastard! But then he stood and hobbled his way to the bed with his pants still around his ankles. I understood what he meant when he said he was going to take me on a really wild trip. He had meant it would have been better if he had been helping me out. I felt like I was on a shrinks couch as he had me close my eyes and start frigging myself again. I felt so sloppy with my juices running out of me. I started slowly, trying to get back to a good thought to think about, and waiting for his hands to choose a spot on me to rub. But I quickly learned that he wasn’t close to me to touch me, he only wanted better control of my actions. I couldn’t believe I had already surrendered myself to his every desire. Even to this point of playing with myself in front of another human being.

Then he started telling me things that he wanted me to think about, implanting sexually charged thoughts into my head. But I freaked out at the very first thought, quickly wondering if I had spoken aloud moments earlier as I got myself off the first time. He was describing a scene so close to what I had imagined. I almost stopped, but knew he would get mad at me. I just went with it as he described Dave on his knees next to me. How he wanted me to force him to suck his cock and swallow his sperm. I couldn’t believe he was telling me his fantasy was to turn my boyfriend into his cum whore. But it did intrigue me, immensely. I was losing control over what I knew to be reality and having to agree that my own fantasy was so close to Carlos’.

But the suggestion he implanted in me that was the most exciting was when he said I would be training my boyfriend to be my toy, just as Carlos was doing to me right now. I had never quite thought of it like that, but was so excited at the thought of Carlos thinking of me as his toy, his property as it were, to play with at will. Every girl fantasizes about being ‘owned’ by a guy at some point, and wants to be told just what was expected of her. I frigged myself to the maximum thinking about being this mans’ toy and the things that might lead to down the road.

Then Carlos hit my weak spot. He told me to tell him now what I would do to make Dave my toy. I couldn’t believe he wanted to know my most intimate thoughts as I made myself cum. But I finally took over where he had left off; and quickly realized I was fucking hornier than I’d ever been in my life as I described the nastiest things I could think of doing to poor Dave. I even had him doing the one thing I swore I would never do myself; eat a mans’ cum. When I couldn’t hold back any longer, I opened my eyes to stare in my tormentors’ and said, “Then I’d tell you to push it into him… and force him…” I started the most mind-blowing orgasm I’d ever had; shaking uncontrollably with the thought that I finally realized how much I wanted to watch my own boyfriend being humiliated in that way for me. I prayed Carlos couldn’t read my mind. I just couldn’t do that to Dave, I loved him way too much for that, and I had already cheated on him. What more could I make him endure?

I quickly sat up and proceeded to blow Carlos. I didn’t want him looking into my eyes and seeing those horrendously perverse thoughts. But as I bobbed up and down on his extremely rigid tool, he started repeating the things I had said earlier. My god, I thought, ‘is that his plan for us; was he going to make me do those things to Dave’. Did my being his toy mean Dave was going to be transformed into one as well. I suddenly feared for Dave’s dignity, I couldn’t let Carlos make him his plaything as well. It could destroy the massive love we shared together. It would totally emasculate the man I loved and rob him of his manhood. He wanted to make MY Dave into a sissy.

I was snapped back to reality when, finally, Carlos reached out and grabbed my tit to play with and tease. It was the first time since we started on the bed that he had touched me. He told me he wanted to cum on them today, but also told me that soon either Dave or I would have to start catching his cum in our mouths. I knew he was serious now, he fully expected one of us to start catching his cum for him. I tried to get that thought out of my head as I could see he was ready for me to position myself to receive his sperm. I moved up to lie in front of his cock and let him spurt his warm cum all over my chest. I loved the feel of his cum as I rubbed it over my tits and nipples.

Having been totally satisfied now, Carlos told me I should shower. I went to kiss him and remembered the nasty tonguing I got the day before at kissing him after a blowjob. But he told me it was only because he had put cum in my mouth to taste that kept him from kissing me. I knew exactly what he meant now; he hated the taste of cum as much as I did. I wondered as I stood under the beating water if he had any idea I was rubbing myself off yet again. I just couldn’t get the thought of Carlos holding Dave’s face in place by his long hair as he shot his cum into his mouth in front of me. I felt horribly sinful at that as soon as I climaxed again.

When I got back to the couch where he was sitting, he had a very serious look on his face. He reinforced my fears when he said that in two days, one of us was going to take his cum. All I could do was look down, fearful over whoever might have to finally do it for him. He also let me know that whatever happened or was said while we were alone had to be kept between us. I knew he meant that he didn’t want me to give Dave a reason to run away. He knew I wasn’t going anyplace; I was thoroughly hooked on his treatment of me. I nodded my agreement, ashamed that I knew I was lying to him - I wasn’t going to prepare Dave for a single thing as he would soon find out. However, in the back of my mind I somehow had the eerie feeling that Carlos was going to prove me wrong. I knew Dave was going to become Carlos’ cum whore. I felt so sorry for him, but I knew it was really going to happen and I just didn’t have the will power to stop it. I felt even more guilty when I had to question myself as to just how much I actually wanted to see him going through the humiliation of being trained to do something so nasty. I knew the very least I had to do for him was make him feel manly, and sex the hell out of him all day and night, as soon as I got back.

When the driver finally came to bring me back home, Carlos stopped me at the door and held my chin to look into his eyes. I knew he was looking for the truth on something, and my eyes couldn’t lie to him. He asked me if I was going to have fun training Dave as my toy. After what seemed like minutes, I smiled lightly and said, “Probably! …was I a good toy for you today?” He smiled so devilishly.

I felt so damned guilty… I knew I was going to hurt Dave so much, and worse… I knew, deep down within me someplace, I was going to enjoy doing it to him.

“DAVE”

Hmmm… I wonder if she remembered to put on underwear before she left.

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