Message-ID: <12273eli$9806172359@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12273.txt> From: chang-three@worldnet.att.net (C3) Subject: The Barnetts. 2/2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <6m99sj$gh4@bgtnsc02.worldnet.att.net> _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age Eighteen, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ The Barnetts Since he had spied on so many people, it's only fair for his wife to be exposed to other persons, too. Tony opened his eyes wide as I told him exactly what to do. I assured him that if things goes well, no one has to know about his peeping habit, including Kelly. It's fairly easy to convince him that's the best way out for him. That night, I tuned in the "bedroom stereo" when the Barnetts were ready for bed. Tony followed my order telling Kelly that I was going to a business trip and asked them to water the plants inside my house. He went on and told her that I had quite some collections of adult items that they could help themselves when I was away. Kelly was not sure about using my stuffs without my knowledge but Tony kept on telling her that she would look wonderful on the French maid uniform that I bought for my ex-girlfriend. This seemed to excite her and they ended the conversation by getting into a fast-paced fucking period. The nights before my "business trip" heard similar stories from their bedroom. Kelly was more and more into the act that I have no doubt that she would follow Tony's suggestion. And I knew that everything that they did in my den would be recorded using four concealed video cameras triggered by motion sensors. When I came back two days later, I couldn't believe my eyes. The Barnetts really used my collections. They watched one of my X-rated videos but the screen was quickly forgotten when they engaged into sex positions of their own. Kelly stripped out to her birthday suit and put on the French maid uniform, which didn't cover much of her body. Tony spanked Kelly with the whip a few times before fucking her fiercely on the floor for over an hour. What amazed me more is that they came back the next day and had another session started better than the first one. Too bad the tapes ran out at the middle of that. But I was sure I could get more of these hot footage if I execute my plan smartly. During the months following their first outing at my place, I ordered Tony to bring up more and more sex scenes during their fantasy dialogue. The setting moves gradually into public places. After just three weeks, Tony was able to get Kelly to have sex at a deep spot in the woods. That, incidentally, had a few of my cameras installed and running. But I need more, so I grabbed the chance when one day Tony's boss was going to a vacation for two weeks and he was the one to sit in. I demanded Tony to bring his wife to have sex inside his boss's office. He didn't really want to do it because that was too risky. I reminded him that the "Peeping Tom" tapes alone were enough to put him into jail. Eventually he gave in and we planned it for a week before he was able to talk her into it. The actual footage was not as impressive as the other ones but it served my purposes better. Now Tony was under my total control. Now it was time to bring in some help. From Kelly's fantasy, I was able to pinpoint the kind of guy that frequent her sex dream. I invited my buddy Chad for this part. I had Chad dressed the way Kelly described in her fantasies and showed up a few times at the cafe where Kelly works. I fine-tuned his behavior just to strike Kelly's mind. More and more she was excited just because Chad looked the way she want it and she would come back home and add more details about the sex she was to have with him. I told Chad to avoid eye contact with her. Better not to let her see his face at all because what she wants to see is someone she doesn't know. Make himself a stranger helps to drop her defense. The cafe had usually two waitresses plus Kelly for light hours like Monday afternoons. Sometimes it is possible to get by with just one waitress but that means Kelly would have to wait tables besides her normal duty of supervising the cafe and the bakery next door. The day we decided to harvest was also carefully orchestrated. As soon as the noon-shift waitress left for the day. The other waitress got a phone call that her apartment was burglarized and the police were expecting her to come home for loss assessment. Although that means Kelly would have to run the cafe by her own for a while, she agreed to let her leave early since the second afternoon-shift waitress was due to arrive any time. In reality, the next waitress was not able to get to work on time because her car had flat tires minutes before she left for work. At the same time, we put out signs to block the sidewalks lead to the cafe so no more customer could get through. Twenty minutes later, the last customer left the cafe. It was time! Chad went in. Without looking at her, he flipped the sign on the door to show "Sorry, we're closed!" toward outside. Kelly started to protest but Chad ignored that and proceeded getting behind the counter, exactly as in her dream. She panicked for a minute. When she thought about the alarm she was already cornered. Chad pushed her into the employee-only office. Kelly started to scream but her voice was soon muffled by his mouth. With her preoccupied by Chad inside the office, I went in with a coupled of cameras in bags. The places to put them were calculated, too. Within a minute I was done and out. The kiss Chad gave to Kelly had obviously calmed her down. He carried her out to the counter, gently lifted her narrow skirt to her waist. He produced a knife from his pocket and cut her pantyhose and panties away. Her cunt was already wet, she had rehearsed this so many times in her fantasies and now she's actually doing it. The reality had blended with imagination. Without a warning, Chad stood up and trusted his penis into her. Kelly responded by arching her back and letting out a moan. He moved in and out of her fast for about five minutes. She moaned and groaned louder and louder. All of a sudden Chad stopped his motion, withdrew his member from her love hole. She cried out disappointment and begged him to continue. He stood up and held her waist in one hand, while rubbing her clitor gently with the other. Kelly went crazy by his teasing. She hooked her long legs around his torso to pull him closer, grabbed his shoulders and pull herself to him. Her voice was unequivocal: "Why? Why do you stop? Why don't you fuck me? Please fuck me! Please!" With that, Chad dragged her to a large table and fucked her on top of it. I'm sure both of them enjoyed it. He fucked her many times, in different places, in different positions. For thirty minute, she yelled out her joy. When Chad was done both of them were exhausted. He left her on top of the counter while he retrieved video tapes for the security cameras and the two cameras I brought in. She didn't care even if she saw what he was doing. For three days after the cafe excitement, Chad and I edited the video tapes and enjoyed it very much. But that was not what we're after. We wanted to blackmail her, too. On the forth day, Chad and I put on masks and followed Kelly to her BMW in the parking lot after she closed the cafe at 10:30. We raped her on top of the hood. She struggled but her mouth was duct-taped. By the time we're both finished, she was really tired. We used some wet towels to clean her abused body and gave her some water to drink. Before we left, we had her re-do her hair and make-ups so she's more or less presentable. A video-tape labeled "Kelly at the Cafe" was left on her dashboard as she drove home. I listened to the bedroom channel as she went to bed without waking her husband up. Kelly was invited over to my house the next morning. I showed her the French maid tape first and she was embarrassed to say the least. After the cafe episode her face turned pale. I told her I wanted something from her and she started sobbing. I reminded her that she had too much at risk if the tapes were to be leaked, including her father's election campaign. She really cried after hearing that. I let her cried for twenty minutes then told her what I expected from her. She was to become my personal property. Period. In exchange, I would keep everything a secret. Not even letting her husband know about it. What a deal! Isn't it? Now for three years, Kelly had performed really well. That is even an understatement. She is a good wife, always keeps the house clean and neat, hot food is waiting for the husband when he comes home. She is also a successful businesswoman, recently promoted to the general manger position. But what means more to me is she is my personal slave. She spends most of her free time at my place, entertaining me. When I say she is my personal property it means she performs whatever task I demanded, without questioning the authority. But that also means I take good care of her, both physically and psychologically. I do not make money from her. Quite oppositely, I've spent some money on her. I made enough money from my job and don't forget Tony is paying me constantly. Talk about Tony, nowadays he usually works late so Kelly can spend time with me. The choirs are done by a domestic helper but she wants Tony to believe that she does all that. Does Tony believe that? Of course not! Tony keeps himself quiet and pretends to be too much work-oriented to free Kelly for me. Now that is really convenient for everybody, right? He is also rewarded by video tapes featuring Kelly from time to time. After all, this is his fantasy, too. You'd like to know Kelly's doing, don't you? For starter, she keeps her morning jog to stay in shape. But now she starts at 6:00 instead of 6:30. That is because Tony "has" to leave early every day to beat the traffic. After he leaves for work. Kelly would shower and come to wake me up by 7:00. If I'm in a good mood, a morning fuck is in order. A few times a week I'd do some other exercises with her. You know it's always more efficient when you have a personal trainer. She goes to work after my needs are satisfied. If she is off that day, we'd have hours of fun starting at 7:00 until well into the evening. When we go for a walk in the woods , she'll carry the blanket so we can have outdoor sex without grinding our skins against the rough ground. If I take her out for a lunch or dinner, she will dress properly and make me the proud owner. That doesn't always mean she has to be provoking, but certainly her great body is not to be wasted. We go to the operas, the ball games like a couple. She watches football with me and entertains my buddies, prepares food for picnic as the cook, returns phone calls for me as my secretary. She is like the perfect female companion every man dreams of. Tony plays golf during the weekend so she's all mine. The only concern is I'd avoid the places where the locals hang-out, this is a consideration for her. During the working hours, she is the no-nonsense working lady, and I don't want speculations behind her back. That will certainly perturb her professional as well as personal life. I really want her to have a normal life when she is not under my command. She is now in charge of the bakery, the cafe and a local farm. Her daily routine includes dealing with the suppliers, the workers and the customers. The business world is harsh enough for a younger woman not even thirty-year old. I couldn't burden her more by personal stuffs. Tony and Kelly makes a model couple in many people's eyes. In real life, I give her almost everything but a husband-title, while Tony serves as the complementary. Because I probably understand them more than themselves do, it is natural that my orders keep all three of us happy. On the substance level, we can sustain ourselves good lives especially when Tony got promoted, too. Now Tony really has everything: a beautiful wife, a job with good pay and bright future. He has sex with Kelly and I encourage that. But I know that he needs more than fucking his gorgeous wife. He wants to fuck some other beautiful women and he wants Kelly to be fucked by other men. I can take care of those, although not easily. Chad was a electrician and he knew quite a few lonely, pretty wives. According to his description, it's not what you do but how you do it. Once he spotted a possible target, it usually takes only days before he could score on her. It was amazing that there are so many good looking wives being forgotten at home. I'd say Chad has a nose for that. The hard part for fucking a housewife is to make sure she doesn't report it. The trick he uses the most is to blindfold the lady. It seems once she cannot see, she is the total victim in her own mind and it's OK to enjoy it secretly. By putting the lady into a co-operative mode, Chad was able to have access to multiple targets, repeatedly. We arranged some of the hot wives for Tony to fulfill his lust. Can you say he is not happy with that? The same principle works for Kelly, too. Although I have the total command over her, I still want her to enjoy every thing I planned, not just obey it. If her sex-partner is not either Tony nor me, I'll have her blindfolded. Sometimes it is arranged to have the guy wearing a mask. It is also important not to do things when Tony is present. Not that he is going to object or anything like that, but this way she can remain faithful to her husband, in her own mind. It sounds like weird logic, but I guess it's kind of a women thing. I know Tony want to fuck beautiful women in his company so I worked hard to make that happen. I created a escort service specifically for that. My goal was to recruit some girls from Tony's company to work on a part-time basis. It takes a while but now we have a few girls on call, including the receptionist. The secret is good money plus careful considerations. You know it's a jungle out there for those escort-girls. They never know what kind of guests are on the other side of the phone. A customer may look decent in other social events, but it is really hard to predict what he will do with a girl whose service he paid for. Abusive tortures are not uncommon, murder cases happen on a weekly basis in the city. The ending is not always like the movie "Pretty woman". So the hand-picked girls for Tony are not exposed to the real world at all. Instead, I'll have one of my friend take the girl for a date. He'll dine her and wine her and be nice to her all day long. Finally they'll end up in a nice place to have sex. My friends think I'm a god-sent to help them get laid. The girls are paid out from my pocket. OK, it's really Tony's money, but he's the one to enjoy after all. The key point is to make sure they feel like they are dating each other. No money is even mentioned between them. The girls think it's the way escort service works and who is going to object? When the girls are well trained and conditioned, they'll be arranged to meet Tony in a variety of circumstances. Tony thinks the girls are attracted by him. The girls, on the other hand, are well compensated. It's just they are not aware of the plots that I set. Some of you might wonder why do I go through this kind of trouble to please Tony, the guy I blackmailed? Listen, there's really no other way to do it right! Tony has to follow my order, but he is also important to me as one of the financial sources. He is more important to keep Kelly to conduct to happy life. And both reasons tell me I have to take care of him. Just like any other properties that I own, responsibilities come with the ownership. Anyone who owns an automobile know he has to maintain it in order to enjoy it in the long run. People with dogs know you must put in some personal effort to have happy pets. If the responsibilities are ignored, sooner or later they'll come back to bite you. It could be a car that won't start when you need it, or it could be a trouble pet that spoiled your life. The more precious the property is, the more responsibilities you must carry. There's no way around it. It is sad Chad never got to understand this point. I was more than willing to share Kelly with him just for our friendship, not to mention he helped me so much to realize my plot, but we could not agree on how she should be treated. He considered her as some kind of lower life form. To me, the only advantage that we have over her is the tapes she cares about. She is young, beautiful and smart. Certainly good for more than a good fuck or a nice servant. The fact she holds degrees from Ivy league colleges doesn't concern Chad. He would bus her around just to prove his superiority. I could sense her uneasiness whenever he was around. I tried reasoning with Chad but in vain. He would treat her the way he thought is proper, like dirt. About one year after the capture of the Barnetts, Chad was in charge of Kelly for two days when I had to be out of town. He did everything that he could think of to humiliate her. She was forced to wear short skirt without panties to work. He went to the cafe at a time he specified and watched Kelly flashing to her customers. He had her leave work early and go to public places like shopping malls and parks to give anyone who came by an eyeful of her body. In the evenings she wore heavy make-ups and followed him to low class bars to be gang-banged. I don't see any of this been any good. We had her under our belts already. The last thing I want is a broken property or a pet turns trouble-maker. The way that he handled her around would increase the chance that she was recognized. And a bad mood slave doesn't do you better than a good mood one. Chad and I had talks, negotiations and fights for weeks after that. Finally I had to admit there could be only one alpha in a group. Attempt to share leadership would only adds to confusion and frustration. Chad died of controlled substance over-dose two years ago. I packed his stuff for his family from out of state and paid my final respect to him. It's a loss of a friend and also a loss of a source to many, many lonely housewives, but I simply cannot imagine what will happen if he were allowed to abuse Kelly any longer. With Chad gone, I have the full ownership of the Barnetts. I use them almost to the maximum potential. You see Tony is the money cow but he can use some help from Kelly, too. One evening the Barnetts were entertaining some important guests from his company. I was also "invited" to be the nice neighbor. Scott, the vice president from Tony's company was obviously very fond of Kelly. I seized the chance and introduced myself to Scott. I told him that Kelly can be had if he does what I said. Scott showed disbelief but he had nothing to lose so why not. About twenty minutes later Kelly was in my house, blindfolded, sitting in the couch. I brought Scott in. The second he saw Kelly, his suspicion turned into excitement. It sometimes amuses me that how men are turned on by something that they thought was unavailable. It's not how good the piece of flesh it is. It is the unavailability make it more desirable. The fact that Kelly has a near-perfect body helps, too. I led him to her and let him have fun. He lasted about ten minutes. I told Scott that Kelly doesn't want to know who he is, which is true, but she and her husband will certainly appreciate his help inside the company. Why should I care about the Barnetts' well-being? He asked. I said Tony had some investment in my personal business and I can use some more cash flow if he makes more money. He bought that and kept Kelly's panties as a souvenir. I warned him that Kelly was willing to do this because of her husband. The company could face a bad law suit if any other one knows about it. It is everybody's interest to keep it a secret between two of us. Not even the Barnetts are allowed to hear that. Going back to the party, nobody seemed to notice three of us were missing for a while. Kelly returned a few minutes later. She played the hostess perfectly even without the panties. For about six months, Scott had Kelly more than ten times, with her blindfolded. Scott didn't let us down and Tony was promoted very soon. Unfortunately for Scott, he was accused of sexual harassment toward a girl in the accounting department. He claimed she was an escort-for-hire and they did it based on monetary agreement. You know thing like this is always hard to tell. He quitted days after and the girl settled with the company for large amount of money. Kelly has helped my business, too. On many occasions I had brought my clients to her cafe for business. Kelly has been told to behave professionally at all time. The unavailability will raise men's interesting. Once I'm sure the client is hooked on her, I'll play the middleman again. Same trick, similar set-up, always works on guys I tried. The rule I followed rigorously is to conceal the identity of the male from Kelly. Without the blindfold, she is the working lady and everyone is to be treated nicely. With the blindfold on, the guy is just a player in her fantasy, someone wants to stick his cock into her cunt or mouth or asshole. She can play with them because she has to follow her master's order. But deep inside her mind, she wants that, too. She just cannot admit it and she does not have any personal relationship with any of them. The people she cares are her master and her husband. I'd tell anyone who wants to know her better forget about it. She has split personality and if you want to have a piece of her, you cannot be recognized. For her own career, she take advice from me, too. Now she would sometimes wear more suggesting clothes if she's going to see important people. Her act will be gracious but once in a while she'll innocently flash for them. You cannot overdo it or people will not respect you. It is just to make her more popular within her working circle. I think this works well and her work done has certainly proved it. The life we have right now is peaceful and certainly enjoyable on my side. I can say Tony is happy, too. Kelly is the centerpiece of our life and she gives more than she takes. I am truly appreciated that. 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