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Hi,
I enclose Chapter 2 of 2time story and I shall also send a repost of
Chapter 1, plus "Pc Fuck".
>>>>>>>>>
Please don't read this if you are offended by explicit descriptions of
sex. All the usual disclaimers apply and please note that this is
copyright protected. Any similarities to known politicians, including
Bill, are coincidental. Comments to Tim@iforbach.demon.co.uk. 

2time story 

Chapter 2 

Joni was delighted with the response to her story - it was the real
low-down on Peter and, although he made out that he wasn't  altogether
happy, he agreed to  the main points and allowed it to go ahead.

In reality, he was perfectly happy with the story which built him up
to almost heroic proportions, but, as he got on with kick-starting
his political career, he made sure that he had his spies look out for 
the other side of the story to come out.

It was nearly a year later, at a time when he was riding high in the
media and getting a bandwagon rolling that he received the first 
warning.

"She's planning to do the follow-up" was his first warning that
Joni was moving towards Plan B, which he had always anticipated.
Peter had known that she had recorded their lovemaking on audio
tape, but he didn't know how she was going to use it. Now he did.

Joni had approached her editor, Kevin, and told him about the tape 
and, inevitably, he had fallen for it. It was to be the latest
political sex scandal - the new politician who used and abused 
young women for his power-crazed lust.

But, Peter had been warned and now was the time to go into action.
A phone call to Kevin, to warn him of a libel law suit before
he printed, was just a shot across the bows. Peter made sure that 
Kevin knew what he was getting into, but he wasn't worried when he
said he was publish and be damned. Peter was perfectly happy when the
lurid story hit the front page of the Daily Slur, an English tabloid
which was owned by Dennis Thomas, an international magnate who could
well afford the damages which Peter intended to extort.

While his political advisers rushed around like headless chickens,
Peter was calm. "We'll get a front-page apology and turn it to our
advantage." he reassured them, but they were still uncertain until
he told them about the trump up his sleeve.

Joni was relaxing in the bath, celebrating her triumph when the 
phone rang. Putting down the glass of iced champagne, she picked up 
the phone and got a shock when Peter spoke.

"Congratulations on your scoop" he laughed.

"What are you doing? " she asked. "Aren't you angry with me? "
Joni was totally disoriented. She had expected anything but this.

"No, seriously, you've done a great job." replied Peter. "Its just
that you have got the spin wrong."

Joni was now alarmed "What are you talking about?" 

Peter was now thoroughly enjoying himself and replied at his own 
pace. "The stuff about taking advantage of you. You make it sound 
like rape and you know it wasn't like that."

Joni straightened up in the bath and felt some confidence. "But
I've got the tapes and you can't prove otherwise."

Peter allowed himself a drink of whiskey as he listened to Joni
waiting for a reply. "Ah, yes, audio tapes, weren't they?"

Joni admitted her deception, but was unprepared for what came next.

"Well, I think we can check out your friend's editing skills because
I've got the videotapes" Peter replied.

It took Joni a full five minutes for this to sink in and, in the 
meantime, she blustered until she realised that all her golden 
plans were no more than dust and that she would have to react 
quickly to limit the damage she had done to herself.

"So what are you going to do? " she finally asked.

"Oh, I am going to sue your boss for about a million pounds damages
and I am going to teach you a few lessons."

"What lessons?", she asked, knowing in her heart of hearts, what they
might be.

" A little lesson in humility " said Peter. "You are going to
learn how to behave and if you are good, then I may save your
journalist career."
 
Joni knew she had no choice but to accept whatever Peter proposed
and hope that he would, in fact, save her career.

The first step in the initiation of Joni was relatively easy. She 
was confronted with the videotapes that Peter had set up with  
his old friend, the hotel manager, over a year before. Joni was 
embarrassed and humiliated by watching her efforts to arouse Peter
and she knew she had no hiding place when Peter switched off the TV.

"So, what do you think?" he asked "Weren't we a lovely couple?" he
smiled. 

Despite herself, Joni had got turned on while watching the video
and she smiled back. "Well, I can't complain. I did enjoy myself."
She knew what would happen next and she had mixed feelings.
Joni was used to being in control - of everything and while that had
delighted some of her boy friends she knew that some of them couldn't 
handle it. As she looked up and saw Peter smiling at her she was
caught in a mix of emotions and was unsure what to do next.

"Come here, you sexy little slut " Peter demanded.

Joni immediately obeyed and slid over to the chair where he sat.
Instinctively, she hugged his waist and leaned her head down until
she was looking at the bulge in his pants.

"Now you know that I can destroy your career with just one phone call
but I don't actually want to do that." Peter whispered.

"I'm sorry" Joni muttered, really meaning it.

"I know and I understand" said Peter and he wasn't lying either.
He remembered being young and ambitious and he suddenly felt a
tenderness to this gorgeous young woman who was ready to give
herself to him to make something of her life.

"So, I won't release the videotape and I'll do a deal with you.
I'll use my power over you wisely. You can always walk away, 
but, if you are honest with yourself, you will want to atone
for your sins."

Joni was amused. "Don't tell me you are a Catholic!" she laughed,
but was shocked to see that Peter was very earnest and not smiling.

"You were perfectly happy to ruin my life in order to further your
career" he said, quietly, looking into her eyes. "Accept your 
responsibility and learn" he commanded.

Peter stood up and fetched a drink. "The preliminaries are over.
You will strip for me and show me the delights that you can offer".

Joni was stunned. "How about a drink?" she asked, knowing that this
cold baring of her body would be a torture if she couldn't loosen up.

Peter sat down, opened a bottle of whiskey and started to roll up.
He offered her a glass of the hard stuff and passed her the dope.

"OK, let's have another look at that beautiful body of yours." Peter
smirked as he turned on the music and turned up the volume. It was
a strippers song from the seventies, "Big Spender", by Shirley Bassey
and Joni soon got into the rhythm, bumping and grinding as she 
removed her top and skirt. When she took off her bra, she was 
determined to better her first performance for Peter and by the time
she got down to her knickers, she realised that, once again, she was
getting a perverse pleasure from the striptease.

"Show me your cunt" Peter asked and Joni lad down on the floor
to open her pussy lips wide, rubbing her clit. "Now fuck yourself"
he demanded and smiled as she began to burrow her fingers inside 
her wet hole, corkscrewing them and teasing her love button.

"That's enough." Peter ordered and leant forward to drag her hand
out of her sloppy cunt. Joni was too dazed to feel humiliated, 
but when Peter told her to crawl over the carpet and turn around
on all fours, the reality of her submission made her even more horny.

Waving her arse in the air, waiting for Peter to handle her, Joni
recognised that deep within her, her sexual appetite was to be 
dominated. Though she knew she was as good as any man at her job, when
it came to sex, she was unable to hide her other side and as Peter
played with her body, she relaxed, knowing that this was only part
of her and that she was happy with it.

"OK, turn around and getting your laughing gear round this."

Joni was shocked by Peter's crudity but also excited when she
turned around and was faced with a perfectly presentable cock,
of average proportions, but straining at the leash, red and warm
and hangng out of his pants.

She moved forward and began to kiss and lick his rigid manhood.
He slid down on the chair to allow her better access and was 
delighted when she began to kiss his balls and
lick below to the sensitive part of his thighs and arse.

But, when she came back up and started and nuzzle his prick,
slobbering over the tip and slowly sucking him into her mouth
he began to thrust himself into her waiting mouth.

Maddeningly, she went back down and around his genitals, 
kissing, sucking and licking until he thought he would go mad with
the tension and he forced himself up to start pushing his prick into
her mouth. As Joni panted with the effort, Peter began to get in
rhythm, fucking her mouth and told her so. 

"OK, you two-timing bitch. This is pay-off time. Suck me
until I come in your mouth."

As Joni relaxed and let him fill her mouth, she was able to take
him down her throat and began to moan in excitement when Peter moved
his hand down to caress her clit. 

When his hand began to thrust into her, Joni finally lost it
and became her worst nightmare, a lust-filled slut who wanted nothing
more than to go on and on, sucking and being fucked and it was with 
total abandon that she gave herself up to Peter's hand and sucked
madly on his prick until she felt his orgasm in her mouth and, 
soon after, went over the brink herself.

It was only as she began to slow down that she realised that her mouth
was full of spunk and she swallowed it, accepting her new role as a
slut.

As her breathing returned to normal, Joni relaxed and began to 
regain her consciousness, and she reminded herself that she still had 
something to fight for - her career and she was willing to do 
anything to save it.

But, if all she had to do was what she had just done, then maybe
it wasn't such a bad situation after all.


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