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	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. 

The End.



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