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Coerced
by Kathy B.
kathybxx@hotmail.com


Part 7

Steam rose from the oversized tub as it slowly filled. I poured a generous
splash of bath oil under the faucet as Sheila entered the bathroom and peeled
off her clothes.

In the fifteen years I'd known her I'd never seen Sheila naked. I knew she
exercised but I didn't realize what fantastic shape she was in. Her stomach
was taut and smooth, her buttocks were round and her medium sized breasts
were high and firm. Kneeling naked beside her, I felt like a cow.

She stepped into the tub, then eased into the water. Moaning contentedly, she
leaned back and closed her eyes.

"Oh, Charlene, this is nice," she murmured. "How would you like to wash me
up?"

I knew the answer Sheila was looking for and I was eager to please her,
hoping to cut down on my punishment. I nodded eagerly, "Yes, Mrs. Winters.
I'd love to."

"Good girl," she smiled as I took the soap and began lathering her legs. She
giggled as I began rubbing the bar along her calf.

I rubbed and scrubbed Sheila's body from head to toe. As I soaped her
breasts, I felt her nipples harden under my fingers. She moaned as I began
washing her crotch. When I finished and pulled my hands away, she directed me
back.

Knowing what she expected, I began massaging her outer lips and stoking
through her furrow. When she sat on the rim of the tub and pulled me forward,
I eagerly sank my face into her pussy. I licked and chewed and stroked my
finger in and out until Sheila shuddered in orgasm.

When she could stand, she wrapped a towel around herself and looked at me.

"You're a pretty good pussy licker. Do you like it?"

Eager to please, I nodded. "Yes, Mrs. Winters."

"Better than sucking cock?"

I shook my head. "No, ma'am. I prefer men."

Sheila grinned. "Well, I think you like both. Obviously, a slut like you
needs everything she can get."

By the time Sheila was dressed, Greg was home. I served them dinner, naked
except for my heels, and tried to ignore the growling in my stomach. I hadn't
eaten much in over a day and I was starved.

When they finished, Sheila ordered me to put the leftovers in Max's dish.
"Put the leftovers on the bottom and fill it up with dog food. That way, he
eats the dry stuff to get to the table scraps." She patted me on the head.
"Oh, and if you're hungry..."

Greg and Sheila both stood in the door and watched as I knelt in the garage,
side by side with their dog, eating my supper. To my surprise, Max didn't
bite me. We just took turns pushing our faces into the bowl and wolfing down
bits of food.

"Charlene, you look perfect down there," Sheila laughed. "I love the way your
boobs drag on the cement. Honey, get the camera. This is too good to waste."

I blushed but kept eating as Greg took several pictures of me. Finally, the
food was gone. I was still hungry but there wasn't much I could do about it.

"Ok, Charlene. It's time for your punishment," Sheila told me. "Go get the
paddle and bring it to the living room."

Remembering how much it hurt to be paddled that morning, I started sniffling
as I hurried to comply. When I returned to the living room, Sheila and Greg
were waiting.

Sheila spoke. "Charlene, do you like being spanked?"

I shook my head vigorously. "No, ma'am."

"Then why do you disobey me? I told you what you could wear, yet you got into
my things without permission."

I started sobbing. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Winters. I'm really sorry, I'll never do
it again. I promise, I'll only do wear I'm supposed to. Nothing else. Please
don't paddle me!"

She sighed. "I wish I didn't have to, Charlene. Unfortunately, I don't have
any choice. Now, how many swats do you think you deserve?"

"I don't know," I whimpered. "Probably a lot."

"You're right," Sheila nodded. "I'm glad you were truthful. I was thinking
fifty." When I gasped, she held up her hand. "Remember, I promised I'd cut it
in half after you went jogging. How would you like it lowered all the way to
five?"

I nodded eagerly. "Oh, yes, Mrs. Winters. What can I do to lower it?"

"Three things. First, no more panties for the balance of your two year
contract. That means not only while your here but weekends as well. If I have
someone check and they find panties on your bottom, you'll receive fifty
swats per day for a week straight."

"I won't," I promised. "I won't ever wear panties."

"That includes pantyhose. Stockings only," she added. "Second, I want you to
wear nothing but dresses. Again, that includes weekends. When you're here,
you'll wear the uniforms I pick out for you. When you're home, I want nothing
below the knee."

"Yes, ma'am. I can do that."

"You'd better. And high heels only. I will say, you do have nice legs,"
Sheila commented. "They look better in heels than they do in flats. Finally,
I want you to return to that liquor store tomorrow. Find the man who waited
on you today. Make sure he sees that slutty pussy of yours and make sure he
asks you out for a date. When he does, make sure he's satisfied. Understand
me?"

I was so grateful to escape twenty five swats, I'd have agreed to anything
Sheila asked. "Oh, yes, ma'am!," I exclaimed as I hugged her ankles. She
pushed me away and told me to get ready for my five strokes.

Happy to have escaped, I eagerly grasped my ankles and counted loudly as Greg
paddled me. The blows stung but I was determined to hold still. When it was
over, I turned and thanked him.

"Charlene, you know how to thank someone for disciplining you," Sheila
scolded me. "Do it right."

"Yes, ma'am," I replied. I opened Greg's fly and fished out  respectable
sized cock. Eager to please my mistress, I enthusiastically began licking and
sucking her husband's cock.

"Oh, shit," Greg moaned. "This lady can suck cock!"

"You'd think we never fed her, the way she tries to swallow it," Sheila
giggled. "Look at her go."

My head was bobbing up and down as I eagerly sucked Greg's cock deep into my
mouth, teasing it with my throat. He lasted less than a minute before pumping
a salty load into my stomach.

I was finding out two things. First, I didn't mind the taste of cum when I
was hungry. Second, if I gave my all to a blowjob, they were over faster. I
didn't care that Sheila thought I was eager because I liked sucking cock. I
knew the truth.

After I washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, I was ordered to do an
aerobic workout tape, naked, while Sheila and Greg watched and supervised.
They laughed at my bouncing breasts as I jumped to the music, but I didn't
care. I was learning to ignore them.

As Sheila ordered, I made my way out to the garage and curled up on Max's
bed. He was nowhere to be seen. Sheila came out to see me before turning out
the lights.

"You didn't do very well for your very first day," she told me. "I'm a little
disappointed. Tomorrow, we'll get you some more clothes. You can't keep
wearing the same thing every day. I hope you remember the lessons you learned
today."

I fell asleep naked, shivering from the cold. Max must have come in sometime
during the night because when I awoke I found myself curled up against him
for warmth, my face buried in his fur.

By seven the next morning I was showered, powdered and coiffed, ready for the
day. I had my uniform back on, coffee ready and breakfast on the stove when
Sheila and Greg came downstairs. Greg quickly ate and hurried out the door.

"I'm going to be busy today," Sheila told me as she watched me eating my
'breakfast' with Max. "I know I promised I'd take you shopping, though, so
I'll meet you at the mall at 12:30. Don't be late."

"Yes, Mrs. Winters," I replied. "It's two miles to the mall, though. How
should I get there?"

"You'll have to walk, Charlene," she told me. "I'm too busy to come get you."

Sheila left, after praising me for looking so nice and doing a good job with
breakfast. Pleased, I quickly took care of the dishes and picked up the
house. I was just finishing up when the doorbell rang. I opened it to find
Dave standing with Jack.

"Hi, Mrs. H." Jack said. "We were in the neighborhood and thought we'd say
hi." As I turned to enter the house he slid his hand up under my dress. "Hey,
no panties. Just the way I like to see you."

I jumped away. "Are you guys here to see Lisa? Can I get something for you?"

Dave groaned. "Come on, Mrs. Hopkins. We're here for some pussy." When I
hesitated, he added, "Remember what Mrs. Winters said? You need to do your
part to keep us disease free. Well, Jack and I were tempted by two sluts this
morning and we need your help."

With a grin, both boys dropped their pants to reveal strong erections. Lisa
came downstairs as I pulled off my dress and began sucking them.

"Don't you guys ever get enough?" she asked. "You have a thing for old
ladies?"

"No, we have a thing for sluts," Jack said as he rolled me onto my back. "and
this lady is the queen of sluts."

I groaned as I felt his big cock slide into me. Dave's cock was in mouth as
Jack began thrusting hard into my now wet pussy. Lisa turned in disgust as I
disappeared under the two boys.

They each fucked me and I sucked them both to climaxes. As hungry as I was, I
eagerly swallowed their cum. I lay on the floor in a pool of sweat as they
finally left.

I shrieked when I realized it was almost time to go. I quickly showered, did
my makeup and hair and hurried out the door.

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continued in Part 8