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Vol 1 (Prelude, Chapter 1) Queens moves Pawn
(Chapter two) Queens Opening Accepted
(Chapter Three) Queens Gambit Revealed
(Chapter Four) Middle Game
Vol 2 (Chapter Five) Pawn becomes Knight
(Chapter Six) Knights Opening
(Chapter Seven) Knight takes White Queen
(Chapter Eight) Knight takes Black Queen
Vol 3 (Chapter Nine) Knight checks King
(Chapter Ten) Knights Gambit
(Chapter Eleven) Endgame
(Final Chapter (12)) Checkmate Aftermath & Epilouge
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Sam Hammer Presents:
King of the World
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Prelude-Opening Game
Waiting for more of these examinations is boring. First a lineup
that reminded me of the Army. Fifty men all standing shoulder to
shoulder and each one of buckass naked. Across from stunning nurses
who seemed to be comparing us. They would disappear into an office
giggling at our embarrasment. One time a tall brunette came out gave
us a quick look and then would excuse us.
Everyday, Me and few others would be included in another group of
fifty men, but everyday a few men would drop off until I noticed that
I was the only left that they kept asking to come back. I didn't mind.
After all, I got paid a hundred bucks for about a half hour of standing.
Besides the Ad had caught my eye and I was unemployed.
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WANTED: EXCUTIVE MALE SECRETARY
Must be strong, intelligent and
able to lift over 50lbs. Open
minded men need only apply. Must
be able to take orders from female
only staff. No experience needed.
Salaried 50+k to start.
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I saw the ad, applied and took a battery of pyschological tests. Well
Somehow, I lucked out and squeezed through the system and I seemed to be
the only one left. I was immediately put on some type of probation doing
some kind gopher job and was told I still had to see the nurse.
"Watson, come here."
Immediately I dropped the report I was working on and entered HER
office. Cheryl Stokes was well known for being the typical high heeled
bitch and I had received more then one warning from my coworkers about
working with her. Apparently she enjoyed hiring new male secretaries,
use them up and discard them.
I had seen Cheryl for the first time when I was in the office, taking
my physical exam. The company had thought it cheaper to hire there own
nurse and even administer their own drug tests. Tha's when I saw Cheryl
talking to the nurse. I couldn't hear what they were discussing but the
nurse was angry with Cheryl but gave in over something. I took in her
beauty as she left the nurse and sauntered over toward me.
"You are the new temp?"
Stokes had enough looks that I would've spoken to her anyway, but as
being I was new, I made sure I was on my best behavior. "Yes I am."
"Yes ma'am will do."
In todays politically correct workplaces? Oh well, I didn't know her,
but knew enough to start kissing ass a little early. "Oh. Yes Ma'am."
Cheryl teetered on her three inch heels. She was so tall, she really
didn't need them. She seemed to be checking me out like I was a piece of
meat. She extended her arm and handed me a small plastic bottle. "You
need a witness for your urine test. That way." She pointed toward the
door.
"Ma'am I..."
"You can call me Ms. Stokes"
"Er...but what about my witness?"
She smirked a bit. "That would be me unless you something to hide."
She pointed to the door and looked at my crotch. "By the way, Today would
be nice, tiny."
GEEZ! She didn't need to include the "tiny" insult, besides I wear
briefs cuz the're cheaper anyway. The tiny remark shouldn't have even
bothered me anyway. I'm over six feet and kept in great shape, well ok,
good shape. Okay I wasn't going to have a stroke.
"Yes Ms. Stokes."
I entered the door and saw the urinal and headed toward it. Cheryl
stopped at the door. I guess she was there to make sure I didn't
pull a switch or something. I turned slightly to hide myself from her,
but instead I heard a click click click sound that echoed in the empty
bathroom. Cheryl had sauntered over and stood right beside me as I was
about to unzip.
She made eyecontact with me. "I have to make sure you don't cheat
on the test."
I nodded and shrugged. Her eye contact was getting to me. Cheryl had
large blue eyes that seemed to be turning me on. I felt that slight twinge
and decided that if Cheryl wanted to watch, I would give her something to
see. In one swift motion, I unzipped, hitched down the top of my underwear
and pulled them down just below my ass cheeks.
"OH!" Cheryl's hands flew to her mouth, her eyes opened wide as and
she made audible gasp. I could see her eyes travel back and forth, as
she measured my endowment with her eyes. Fortunately, I have been quite
blessed with a much larger then average manhood. Subtlely speaking, I
have what can only be described as a monster dick. You know, one of those
ten inchers that everyone brags about but noone has. Yup, I'm at the
top of the cock scale. It hasn't gotten me too much extra pussy, but
once I have managed to get laid, it's always a kick to see a how woman greets one of the big ones.
After seeing her shock at the size of my member, I heard her mumble
something under her breath. Now it was my turn for a little fun.
"Something wrong, Ms. Stokes?" She said nothing. Her large blue
eyes seemed hypnotized by my prick.
She regained her composure and I could sense a bit of the bitch creep
back to her voice. "No...Usually employees don't get hard over a simple
urine test."
"But Ms. Stokes. I'm not hard."
"Don't lie to me. It's...it's too big not be hard. I have seen a
few...specimans. Some of them don't really rise, just harden. I mean...
it must...er..well, if it's not hard then prove it."
I heard her but couldn't believe my ears. "Ms. Stokes, you may check
for hardness if you don't...?"
Cheryl interrupted me. "At least six inches long and very fat. I am
sorry you have a control problem. But getting hard over a simple urine
test ...I'm sorry, but you can't work here. You'd be constantly spying
on or harrasing our female employees. See payroll about your severance
pay." With that she turned and started clicking toward the door.
What a total bitch! "But Ms. Stokes, I...am...not...hard!"
She stopped for a second, and I could feel her rolling her eyes as she
quickly walked back to me with a no nonsense look on her face. "Okay,
Prove it!" She folded her arms with a look of disdain.
What could I do?
"Yes. Ms Stokes." I directly stared into her eyes. You see, I have
found that few things turn me on more then to look into a womans beautiful
big eyes and Cheryl had quite a pair. They appeared larger then normal,
sky blue diamonds on a sea of white. The fact that her her eyes were so
large meant she had my favorite look naturally. Whenever I would look at
her she always seemed to be in a state of surprise. She wasn't, but the
effect was the same. My twinge grew greater and when her eyes darted down
to my member again, I could feel the blood rushing in, filling my limp
member as it thickened in small jerks in right in front of her face.
I could see Cheryl's breathing becoming labored. I grasped my log
in my paw and starting slow grinding strokes. I would squeeze the base
and make the whole thing really fat. I felt like I was ready to burst
looking at Cheryl, her mouth left open in amazement. I could see her big
blue eyes traveling back and forth along my schlong.
"You...you weren't lying. (whew)I...I guess."
I kept pumping myself off till I became steel rock hard. I strained
my buttocks making my hardon buck and up down slightly."Ms. Stokes. Now
this is my fully erect state."
I could see almost a look of surrender and fulfillment in her eyes.
"Large. Big. You have a huge one. I guess won't call you tiny anymore.
How big is that...that monster" Her eyes locked on mine and a felt a
gentle caress. "Geez, my hand...it won't fit around it."
"Now Ms. Stokes..."
"I know all men can't help it. You all have to measure your penis
and then name it."
I have to tell you, it was quite a turn on, having this powerful womans
tiny hand, perfectly manicured hands (all bitches have perfect hands...I
wonder why?) And she was right. I had measured my penis several times
and knew exactly how big it was. "Yes Ms. Stokes. It's ten inches long."
"...And really fat." I looked at wonder on her face. It had just
turned from one of surprise to an expression of contentment. "A ten
inch dick. At last. Yes...yes you'll do quite nicely." She continued
to stroke me gently. Not enough to make me blast, but enough to keep me
rock hard. "...and the name."
I looked her right in the eye. "Name? I named it...Bossfucker."
She released her gentle touch, and then a smirk as she returned my
stare. "You wish. I know you big dick types. Something like...like
this will be perfect for blotting my lipstick and other things."
I wondered what other things she meant. But if she wanted to use my
dick to wipe her mouth I sure wasn't going to stop her. I didn't have
time to ask as she took the urine sample bottle from me. "Come with me."
I watched her enter the urinal, then slam the door in my face. A
few seconds later, the sound of trickling pee could be heard. She
presented herself a moment later with a full urine bottle. She handed
me the bottle. "You passed your urine test. If you pass the second test,
be here tomorrow. Be on time. Wait for the nurse."
The second test?
She swayed sexily toward the door, making the same high heeled click
sounds that she made when she entered. She never bothered to look
back, leaving me with a hardon and my pants bunched around my ankles.
The nurse came in almost as I putting myself back in. Her eyes darted
down, got wide for a second and then she cleared her throat. "Er..um...
sorry about that. Cheryl demands on checking out all male employees for
...for size."
The poor nurse. She seemed to be embarrassed by the whole situation.
"For size? You mean..."
The nurse produced a second vial. "Yes. All of the men who worked
for Cheryl are measured for size and volume. She says..." The nurse
hesitated too embarrased to continue.
Alright. Fine. It had been an interesting morning. I got to show off
my pussy stretcher to a beautiful woman. But I hadn't been allowed to
cum and that pissed me off right there. Now there was to some sort of
mystery? "Nurse...um, What is your name?"
The nurse seemed to be relaxed at the thought of normal conversation.
"Brooks. Barbie Brooks. Kal, I have to warn you of something. It's
about Cheryl. If you haven't noticed, she is your division head and a
real bitch. She goes through about one new male secretary every month
and a half. She will use you and dump you with poor references."
I thought, 'hmmm, sexy female boss, use me up!' "Really Barbara,
it doesn't sound too bad. I get paid for waiting on a beautiful woman,
Life could be worse."
"It will be worse. You have no idea what she is like." She waited
a second. "Come closer, Kal. I need a sample please."
"I already gave a urine sample."
"Um...Cheryl wants a sperm sample."
"WHAT?"
Barbara rolled her eyes as if this was something she didn't really
want to say or do. "You must measure at least eight inches long and
three inches around or you wouldn't have made this far. She likes to
do the measuring herself. She has done this so many times, Cheryl knows
how you guys like to boast your penis size and its a little hard to lie
about your...dimensions when she is staring at it. She also demands
that your emmisions be well above average as well." Barbara marked the
halfway point on urine sample cup. "If you want to you quit now, I
wouldn't blame you."
Like I'm going to give up a chance at 50 grand a year because my
boss is a size queen. Right. "Nurse...Barbara, I have been walking
around with a hardon for most of the morning. I need to get off anyway. Where do I go?"
"You can fill it right here."
Help? "Really Barb? And how do I do that?" I just happened to be
looking right at her chest. Barbara herself wasn't bad. Though She had
nothing on Cheryl. Barbara had a few features that put a passing thought
in my head. She was short, I liked that. Pretty Plump, A slight roll
in her belly and powerful large calves of a big cute woman. But being
overweight, it appeared that all of her excess weight went into her tits.
I could see the nipples hardening through her nurses outfit.
I could tell that she knew where I was looking and what I thinking.
"Go behind the curtain in the corner, there are some magazines there."
Going behind the curtain, I saw nothing there. "Nurse, I think
You've been robbed."
Barbara groaned. "Not Again!" She went on to explain that several
times a week, she had to go the corner store and pick new skin mags.
This was something else she wasn't happy with. She looked up at me.
"Can't you just close your eyes and think of something?"
"Sure. Just gimme about a half hour and some hand lotion." The
weirdness of the whole situation was beginning to wear off. Apparently
I wasn't being hired as file clerk, but as some kinda big toy for
Cheryl to use and discard. Well, I needed the money and the thought
of being a sex toy wasn't all that bad.
Barb frowned. "I have other candidates in here for other jobs. I
need that sample faster then that." She sighed for a second. "Watson,
please undo your pants. I will collect the sample."
Our eyes locked. I could see her blush. I unbuckled again and
sighed myself as I released my member in front of her. I watched for
the usual reaction and got it.
"<GASP> No wonder...I mean...Geezus, it's..you're really big. No
wonder you said a half an hour. The really big ones take longer to cum."
"Gee Nurse, do you time them too?"
"Normally, yes. But A size queen like Cheryl, will keep you around
for a while just because of your size. Now cum in my cup please."
"Eh?"
The look in her eyes had changed from that a medical professional to
that of lusty woman to one who had thoughts concerning me. Her hands
reached out and I noticed a wedding ring on her left hand.
"I said, cum for me, Kal. Fill my cup. Go ahead, stroke yourself.
You know you want to cum don't you."
Her voice was nothing like a professional nurse. From where I was
looking all could see was Barbara, with her cleavage threatening to burst
out. All it was a pretty woman with oversized tits, begging me to cum.
What the hell?
"That's it nurse. Keep talking." I did as she asked and started to
stroke myself off in long grinding pulls right in front of her face. I
saw her put the cup down.
"Oh, I have to talk about such a large organ. Cum for me please.
C'mon, big boy."
Her hand reached out and tried to cup my balls. "Uhnn, yea,
squeeze my balls, yea geezus what a soft touch, you must have one
lucky husband."
Barb stopped for just a second and continued. "If he were luckier
he'd have a rack like this. I can't even hold your sack, it keeps
spilling over if I use one hand. Damn, you are so big...I...Here."
With that, her soft hand joined mine. She picked up my pace and
had me squirming about in her gentle caress. I could feel my nuts
tightening in her hand, something that wasn't lost on her. She increased
my pleasure by squeezing them just right.
"Barb.."
"I know. You're ready to cum aren't you? I can feel your
sack filling in my hand. You're shifting. Getting ready to
explode. Go ahead, cum."
I held back for a second. "Barb, I'm pointed right at..."
"My face? Yea, C'mon, cum on my face big boy. Cum on my
face...NOW!"
I couldn't help it. Barb had pumped me expertly and I love
giving facials. I threw my head back and exploded. "AAAARgh!"
The release was as always, exquisite. After my initial blasts,
I looked down to survey my handiwork. Barb was smiling, a single
thick shot of my jism was just across her nose and cheek. But
she was holding a cup overflowing with my sperm. She had a smirk that
showed she had done this many times before. "I always get my
sample." She looked at the clock. "Hmmm, only a few minutes.
You'll have to do better then that. You put that kinda load on
Cheryls face and you'll be gone quick. But..."
"But what?" I felt relieved but miffed that she was really
watching the clock the whole time.
"Well, I said, you had to fill the cup to the halfway point.
Look at this. You filled the cup so that it overflows. Damn, you
even got some on my wedding ring." I looked and saw that my sperm
had indeed overflowed the cup, spilled over her knuckles and
soaked her hand, including her wedding ring. "Cheryl will
love this report." The whole time she had been gently pumping
me. She released me. "Be on time tomorrow."
I nodded. "Thanks. Thanks for everything."
Barb actually blushed. "I'd say anytime, but my husband
wouldn't like it. Just remember to be on time."
I nodded again. Was she kidding? I wouldn't miss my first
day on THIS job for anything.
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Chapter Two-Queens Opening Accepted
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The next day I arrived early, but not early enough. Although there
were several cars parked sparsely over the large lot. I came to security
and noticed a smirk from the guard. I ignored it, but froze when I came
to the office.
There were several cubical rows, but the walls were low and easy to
see over. I noticed that without exception, all of the employees were
women. I heard several whispers, but with no desk assigned for me I
just stood there feeling like a dork. I saw several of the girls make
imaginary trips to check ME out, when I decided to wait in the employees
lunchroom. To do this I had to go down the hall, as I reached the front,
I noticed a small woman sitting on her desk top with her legs crossed. I
knew if this girl stood up on what looked like red three inch open heel,
open toe sandals. My favorite shoe for a woman! She was letting the shoe
dangle from her tiny toes and gently smacked the back of her shoe to her
heel.
I knew better then to instantly hit upon any woman in politically
correct workplaces of today. I got an idea and started to walk down the
hall toward the lunchroom. A good waiting place. As I passed, the dainty
girl spoke to me.
"Hey! hey you."
I stopped. Checking her over was a very male thing to do so I did it.
She was oriental, chinese, maybe vietnamese and perhaps no more then
five four in height. Large almond eyes, fat lips with a burgundy lipstick
for emphasis. Her outfit was business like except her blouse was open
enough that I could see her breast meat...what little she had. Sorta a
Mimi Miyagi with small tits. Her red sandals kept slapping at her heel as
she pulled out a nail file and started filing her delicate red tips.
"Yes." I smiled. You never know who people are these days, so it might
just pay to be nice.
"You are the new throwaway for Cheryl, aren't you?"
So much for being nice. I tilted my head slightly. She hadn't looked
at me. "Throwaway?"
"Yeah. The latest bit of tiny wormmeat to be thrown away with the rest
of the garbage."
What is this? A company full of bitches? With the exception of the
nurse, Barbie Brooks, no had even given me the time of day and this woman
was just downright rude. "Look, I don't know what your name is or what you
do but..."
"I am Sue Chu, personal assistant to Cheryl. You know, the one you call
Ms. Stokes. I help Cheryl decide who stays and who goes. So do you have a
problem with that? Throwaway boy?"
I looked down at her. Even though I was a foot taller, I knew whose
ass I had to kiss. The bitch. "No. No problem. Sue, do I get a desk?"
"Maybe later. In the meantime, Cheryl is waiting for you. She says
you are already late."
Late? I was thirty minutes early! "Sue, I'm not..."
Just like Cheryl she cut me off. "You're not too bright are you?"
Sue's little oriental smile was one of victory as met my gaze for the
first time. Damn it! As every horndog man knows, when a woman is drop
dead gorgeous, it doesn't matter whether she is a bitch or a goddess on
her knees. We become suckers. The look on her face told her, that I
wanted her and that she meant she had me. "...and don't even think about
it." She held up her left hand and dangled her rock of a wedding ring
before me. "This ring costs more then you'll make in two years. If I
catch you looking at me the wrong way...YOU ARE GONE!"
Put in my place. Without touching me, she had slapped my face and
there was nothing I could do but take it. What kind of fun would it be
being a female bosses throwaway toy with this little bitch around to make
my life miserable.
Almost one cue, a deep voice cut through my instant depression.
"Watson! What are doing? You're late."
I heard Sue whisper, "I was right. You're not too bright." She raised
her voice so Cheryl could hear it as she approached. "Cheryl! I was
giving him his first verbal warning about being late."
Cheryls heels clicked on the floor like taps in an echo chamber. "Oh,
then you've met Kal, our new...clerk?"
It wasn't lost on me that Cheryl had trouble finding a name for my
position. I was about to speak but as usual, Sue beat me to it.
"Oh yes. I was just explaining his position. I'm not sure but I think
he understands."
Cheryl just nodded as the two proceeded to talk as if I wasn't there.
I just stood there feeling like a dork again. Finally, Cheryl turned and
started toward her office. I looked at Sue who just tilted her head and
held a hand.
Okay. I figured that no matter what. Sue wasn't as a bitch as Cheryl...
I hoped. I took off after the president making sure to stay a few steps
behind her. I figured two things. One) I wouldn't overstep my weak
place by walking by her as equal, Two) Cheryl did have a superb ass and
her legs were a perfect match for her elegant form. If she wasn't such
a witch, she be a "10" easy.
I followed right beside her. I stopped in front of her desk and waited
while she took her seat. I looked around her office and saw that it had
all the trappings of power. Diplomas, Awards, photo ops, Plaques. It
also had a large leather couch with large forboding armrest. Was that a
bar? I heard whrirring sound and curtains opened overlooking the rest of
the city/town from up high.
"Kal, come here. Around the desk."
I walked around the desk and stood her before waiting. The boss just
looked me up and down. Cheryl sat, her longs legs crossed, balancing
easily on her four inch heels "Turn around. Slowly."
This was it. Time for some fringe benefits. I smiled. "Yes, Whatever
you say, Ms. Stokes"
"And wipe that idiotic look from your face."
I did as she commanded. Turning slowly. When my ass faced her I felt
her hands squeezing my buns. Nice. I continued turning and felt my loins
stirring.
Cheryl had a puzzled look on her face. "No dick bulge. From now on, no
more briefs. Just boxers or nothing. In fact, make that nothing."
How long could I remain just a human cow? I knew that Cheryl had her
bitch side, but also carried herself with more class then other woman I had
seen. "But Ms. Stokes, I'll chaff my skin." I joked.
Cheryl never bothered to look up but continued staring at my crotch.
"I'll have that taken care of." Geez, I was only kidding. She checked
her desk clock, punched a couple of buttons on a console and turned back
to me.
"Take it out." Cheryl next reached into her purse and pulled out a
bright red lipstick and a mirror. Kinda slutty looking I thought, as I
unbuckled my pants and let them drop to my knees, along with my briefs.
Immediately, I stiffened right before her big blue eyes. The more she
stared, the fatter I became and all she did at first was stare. When she
spoke it sounded as if she were mesmerized. "My my my, You really
are just huge. I think it looks bigger today then yesterday." When she
realized who she was talking to her demeanor changed. "You certainly
get excited easy."
"Honestly", I spoke. "Ms. Stokes, with you staring at it like that?
You are..."
"Your bosses boss. Now hold still." Damn, she had perfectly hands,
smaller then I expected for such a tall woman, but I appreciate her oh
so perfect manicure. Her red nails glistened, shaking just a bit as her
right hand wrapped itself gently around my hardon. Geezus her hand was
like silk. I watched her tight bitches bun on hair as her head leaned
forward. I adored the way her eyes widened a bit when they locked on mine.
The lanky beauty looked up just before engulfed my fatty.
She spoke softly. "If you cum, you will be worse then fired. Understand?"
I nodded and reached out my hand to her shoulder. She smacked it away.
"Don't touch. Don't cum. Don't think." I was just about ready to grab her
and just say fuck it all when Cheryl leaned her head forward and sucked on
my head. Her tounge whirled around, while her soft sexy hand masturbated
me expertly. I was in heaven. This is what I signed on for. The rumors
and the warnings all meant nothing as I enjoyed my first bit of sex on the
job.
Twice as Cheryl had me on the verge of cumming, She pulled away and
reapplied her lipstick. By the third time, I was a wreck and Cheryl looked
as if she had collagen lip injections. I couldn't take any more and begged
her for release.
"Cheryl?" She was ignoring me, seeing how her lipstick looked in her
hand mirror. Her left hand had dropped to my balls and was squeezing them
absentmindedly. "Cheryl Please...you gotta let me cum."
Cheryl looked at my turgid member throbbing before her. I was ready to
drench her with jism and try as I might, one drop escaped the tip. Just
before it was to fall, her hand left my balls and one finger dabbed the
drop. Still looking into her mirror, she coated her fat cocksucking lips
using my sperm as a kind of nasty lip gloss. You couldn't tell it was my
semen but damned it looked sexy.
"You need to cum bad, huh?"
"Yes. Please, My nuts are sore. I can't."
"Are you gonna cum alot?
"Cheryl I always cum alot."
"I saw the report of Nurse Brooks. Do you think you can beat that
now? I'm counting on you to produce a lot."
Mercy! The high heeled fem was going to have mercy. "I..I'm sure I
can, Ms. Stokes."
"Too bad, you'll have to wait."
"Huh!" Dammit I haven't a case of blue balls since I was in high
school. "Cheryl I can't wait. You've been sucking my dick for the last
ten minutes. I...I gotta cum NOW!"
"NO!" Cheryl was firm. "I said no and I meant it. Now put that thing
away for now." Cheryl returned to her console pressed a few button and
picked up the phone. "Besides, I never sucked your dick."
"What? Huh..??"
"You're not too bright are you?" Yes that pissed me off further. "I
didn't suck you. I just needed a lipstick pole and I must say you do
make an excellent lipstick boy."
"Lipstick boy?"
"Sure. Admit it," THe high heeled boss said. Her voice switched from
bitch to sweet honey. "Don't my lips look blowjob fresh? hmm?"
Yes dammit. I just nodded my head. My dick still twitching but starting
to deflate from the bitchiness. Don't think my head wasn't swimming. One
moment, Cheryl was sweetness. The next an absolute witch. "Sex as a
weapon and you men are woefully unarmed. You've just been abused all
morning. By Sue, I'm sure and now by me. But admit it. Every woman in
this company is what you men would call..."an instant hardon". Have you
noticed?"
How could I not notice? I was in a constant state of arousal from the
time I hit the door. "Yes, ma'am. I noticed. Including you."
Cheryl blinked once. "Thank you, but try not thinking. The fact that
all the women here, with the exception of the nurse, are rather stunning.
I know for a fact that Sue is a mean one, that she probably treated you
like crap and you would still do anything to what is the phrase...put the
wood to her? Am I right?"
I answered quickly, I was starting to learn a lot quickly and I couldn't
count on Cheryl to stay as even keeled as she was. I knew in the next
moment she could be a woman on the rag and I would be the rag. Besides
she WAS right. "Yes. Ma'am. one hundred percent correct."
"See? I know that Sue delights in teasing and torturing all the
men in the company and still you'd kiss her ass if she told you to do it.
Now then..." Once again she pressed a few buttons on her console and
continued my business lesson.
"The japanese only send business men. They make for easy pickings in
this office. Their hormones wo't allow them to see straight by the time the
men make it to my office. It's almost time to finish them off. Things are
happening fast around here. In two minutes, I have the Hajikawa group here
for a power meeting. By the time Sue and the rest of the girls get through
with them, we'll have a billion dollar contract."
"A BILLION DOLLARS?"
"If you don't screw it up. You're still unzipped. Here" Like a mother
hen, Cheryl finished zipping me up. I had just finished my buckling
my belt when a knock came on the door. "Just stand behind me to my left.
Sue will be standing to my right, don't say anything or..."
"I know, I know...don't even think."
The boss actually smiled. "Finally. You are learning." Sue at that
moment came through the door. I noticed she was looking at me and had
a look like she had given a blowjob as well. The effect was stunning.
"Your ten o clock is here, Cheryl. I can't locate the nurse. I think
she is still with the newest girl, the one you wanted hired today. She
is undergoing barcode and will need an age waiver." The head fem frowned for a second, looked at her watch and swore. "Damn that nurse, Fine,
I'll go get them both. I need that girl online stat."
Cheryl literally pushed me away and glided past Sue and out of the door.
This left me and Sue alone. Damn. The little oriental eyed me up and down
the same way Cheryl did. I immediately shut up. Sue came right up to me.
"Hi Kal."
"Hello Ms. Chu." I wasn't going talk to this witch if I didn't have
to. Besides, I had a feeling that Cheryl was going to be right back and
I would not have to be humilated in the few moments before her return.
Sue moved closer. Was that roses I smelled? No it was her. I took a
step back but Sue stepped back with me. She was only a foot away as she
froze me with eye contact. Sue puckered her lips once and I felt a lurch
in my pants. Her voice was smooth as silk. Soothing me, wrapping me
around her little finger. "Kal, did you see Cheryls lips?"
Did I? How could I miss 'em? "Yes, I did Ms. Chu."
"She looks like she just finished giving a blowjob."
"Perhaps you should ask Cheryl." Okay, so I'm just your typical horned
out male, but Chu had already scorched me twice this morning. If she
wanted to be my pal now, she would have to do a little more then talk.
"Oh I will. I bet she enjoyed a hunky stud like you." Sue's sexy eyes dropped down. "Cheryl is a real size queen and really enjoys sucking a
big one."
"Sue....I...I" Great. I was weakening fast.
"So do I. I love sucking a big fat one. I had to go through half of
the shipping department till I found a decent sized cock that I could use
to clean my teeth."
Now she had me frozen to the spot. I couldn't have heard her right.
"You like to clean.."
"Clean my teeth with dickmeat. Big dickmeat. This time it took me two
guys because the first man came just before I was to suck him off. The
second guy did a little better. Tell me Kal, did Cheryl finish you off or
did she just leave you hanging?"
Sue had started squeezing my arm, feeling me up like I was piece of meat. The scent of her hair intoxicated me, her sheer beauty was excited
me and the conversation had broken me. "Cheryl left me hanging bigtime."
"She did? That little tease didn't finish you off?"
"No...no she didn't. I was ready..."
"To explode? To cum all over her face?"
"Yes! I was going to coat her face like icing on a cake when she
stopped and asked how her lips looked!"
"Poor guy! When I saw the look on my lipstick boy, I just had to finish
him off. I used his sperm like lip gloss. "
"The boss did the same thing, except I was told not cum." Maybe I
had misjudged the little beauty. I knew of people that had to test their
powers and maybe earlier was just a way of letting me know, just how
powerful she was. I didn't care. I just wondered if she....
"Kal, do you want me to finish you off ? I will if you need to cum
bad. Do you need to cum bad? I'd love to take off that edge."
WOW! I was dazzled and aroused. "Sue, you would..." I had to stop
looking at that perfect mouth. I could make out the small crinkles in
her lips and the red glint caused another lurch in my crotch.
Sue's smile was all she needed to hook me. "Sure. If you would do
something for me first. You see, all this dicksucking, talking about
giving head and just knowing there is a handsome, big strong male near
me is driving me crazy. Would you lean me over her desk and fuck me hard
and fast?"
I couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't wait to drill this little
beauty. Man, considering the way she had dealt with me this morning,
I was gonna put the wood to this little honey but good.
"Hell yeah! After the way Cheryl sucked me this morning, I won't last
very long." I began reaching for my belt. She put her soft hand on mine
and stopped me.
"But Kal, would you eat my slit first? It's really little and just
not used to really big ones. I need to be wet. I need to be eaten out
before I'm fucked. Okay? I know you are just huge or you wouldn't be
here. So would you eat me out first? I don't want to scream too loud
when you put the wood to me."
Was she kidding? I was ready to eat her shit at her command. "Sue,
just lift up your skirt and I'll..."
"Wait a sec." The small sexy woman slid past me, rubbing her small
pert breasts on my torso till she got to Cheryl chair. Sue looked so
delicious as she pointed her index finger at me and pointed it down. "On
your knees, Kal. Eat me out, lipstick boy c'mon eat that bitch Sue's hot
little box."
I dropped to my knees and looked at Sue with that look of triumph on
her face. Well, that's okay. When I'm screwing her I'll have the look of
victory. It was my turn for eyes to go wide as the little honey scrunched
down in the chair, pulling her skirt at the same time. The reason my eyes
went wide?
"Geezus Sue, You pussy is hairless." I was staring right at under her
dress and sure enough, instead of the light pussy hair I expected, there
was nothing there but smooth hairless labes.
"Cheryl makes all of girls shave our pussies. When we flash the
customers, it helps jumpstart their hormones. You should see pigtail
schoolgirl day. But Kal, eat my pussy, please." With that she raised
her leg and placed her heel on shoulder. I felt gentle pressure and heard
her gentle urging. "That's it Kal, lick it now, eat out my little nookie."
I stuck out my tounge and she stopped me.
"But tell me about the deal Cheryl is working on, first."
"HUH?"
Sue took one of her free hands and moved down to her crotch and
started a slow deliberated masturbation inches from my face. I could
smell the same rose scent, but combined with her own pussy smell, it
made for a powerful pheromone that was making me dizzy with her sexual
ardor.
"What is the name of the group? How much is the deal worth? C'mon
baby, tell Sue and I'll let you lick my pussy. Tell me baby, tell me
so I can finish the job Cheryl started....I won't leave you hanging.
Don't you want to bang that little pussy?"
I didn't want to rape her, something inside was making me hesitate
about telling what little I knew of Cheryls plan. Whenever I leaned
forward, she put out just enough firm pressure to put me off. The
little bitch was killing me with a first rate tease.
"What are you waiting for? C'mon tell me." Sue slid up, turned
away from me and flipped her skirt up so from my view I could see her
little wink of asshole and smooth, slick pussy ready for the taking.
"Well, the group..." I hesitated again. Its not that I didn't want
to tell her, My poor male brain was clouded with thoughts of ravaging
her small compact body.
"I'm a screamer Kal. I whine, moan, scream when I'm fucked and I'm
fucked every night. A bitch like me needs to be fucked often, will you
help me? I'll be your slut. Please Kal, don't make me wait." Her voice
was pleading with me. I reached for my belt. "The group, I can't remember
the name."
"Then how much? Stay on Target Kal, You can do it big boy!"
Each moment, she was commanding me, then teasing me, begging me,
pleading with me. I was hers. "A lot, I want you alot."
"Not me, you idiot! How much is the deal worth? Tell me, baby
How much is the deal worth and you can take your prize."
"NOT IN MY CHAIR!"
As Cheryl bowed and closed the door, she closed the distance in long
graceful strides. Sue had already managed to turn around and smoothed her
skirt back down. Her hair was a little askew, but it just added to her
sexiness. Damn her. "I was just testing him, teasing him a little."
The boss turned her head to the side. "Don't tease my ...clerk. He
works directly for me."
"Cheryl look at him, he's a typical male worm, no loyalty. He was
going to tell me everything."
A smirk came on the head fems face. "So he didn't tell you anything,
did he? You don't know."
For the first time Sue seemed lost for words. "I don't answer to you
Cheryl."
"I am still President."
"For now."
"Now is a good time to be president. Don't be so self assured the CEO
won't find another just like you. Maybe younger." The two glowered at
each other before the taller sex bomb continued. "Sue take the rest of
the day to prepare a report for the CEO. My clerk and I will handle...the
group."
"I am sure the CEO will be interested in my report. Good day, Cheryl."
"Good day, Sue."
Cheryl looked up at me, never once watching Sue as she exited her
office. I knew I had just witnessed a power struggle and there was a
lot more going on here then I knew. Cheryl studied me for a second.
"Maybe you are smart enough to help. In the meantime, one more test.
Now be a good boy and remember what I told you before."
Don't think, Don't talk, don't cum."
Cheryl actually giggled. "You'll get your chance."
The boss took her seat and pressed a button. A few moments, another
gorgeous secretary , five japanese business men and a small woman entered
her office.
The secretary left and immediately a discussion ensued. Unfortunately
the entire discussion was in Japanese. I listened quietly not able to
understand a damned thing when my boss turned to me. "Kal, go to the
center of the room."
I remember her instructions, tried not to think and did as she said.
At once the small woman came before me and waited. She spoke in japanese
as well, first to the businessmen, then to Cheryl. Luckily for me, she
switched to english.
"Do I do this now? Ms. Stock?"
Cheryl nodded. "Yes, expose the delivery system. "
The woman looked up at me. "My name is Jill. Jill Cuzmen. I am
here to serve the company and Cheryl, will you help?"
"What do I have to do?" I looked down at her and then at the japanese
Group. "What about them?"
"Don't worry about them. They are here to observe."
"Observe what?"
"The effects of the formula."
"What formula?"
Cheryl heard and spoke up. "Jill works in Japan as our liason with
the hajakawa group. We will give you a formula which you will take
orally. You will then..."
I held up a hand. I was sick of it. No more mystery. "Really, I
am some sort of guinea pig? What the hell does this formula do?"
Cheryl looked me in the eye. "You will take the formula, administer
your semen orally and vaginally to Mrs. Cuzman. If it works she will
become your love slave."
"What?" No way! That meant...
"In fact, any woman who takes your sperm will become your loveslave.
The formula also has an added side effect. The woman will have a
permanent case of horniness and you will become more aggressive as well."
"Yeah, right, including you." She wasn't serious. She couldn't be.
Cheryl hesitated for at least a minute. The tension could be cut with
a knife. "Yes, Kal. Including me."
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Chapter Three- Queens Gambit revealed.
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Yeah, sure right. I was gonna take some funky blue liquid, give my
sperm to some chick and she would become my sexslave. I thought about
all the crazy stuff thatr had happened to me so far. I had been measured
for penis size and semen quantity ending with the nurse giving me a handjob.
I had been used as a lipstick pole for the boss and been on my knees ready
to give a woman who easily became my worst enemy a cunt licking.
Sex had been building up in my mind for the last two days. I really
wanted a little privacy with this little chick but as I stood there in
the center of the room, listening to the japanese dickering back and forth
I looked to Cheryl for some sort of sign.
Cheryl left from behind her desk, having produced the blue liquid and
handed it to me. "Cheryl, I don't even know this girl. I don't want to
force her to do anything."
The Fem looked curious. "A man with morals when it comes to his dick?
You are a first. Okay Kal, listen up. Those guys aren't going to wait
forever. Mrs. Cuzmen, works for us only a liason with the hajikawa group.
She is married to the crazed looking guy at the end. To prove his loyalty
to the company, he has volunteered his wife for the job of debunking our
loveslave formula."
The small woman's voice was meek. "I have my own reasons for doing
this besides helping our great company. Please, the longer you wait,
the worst it looks for my husband. Don't you find me...attractive?"
It only took me a moment to undress this woman mentally. But what
intrigued me the most about her was her size. She stood perhaps four
foot nine, no where NEAR five feet tall. Everything about her with
the exception of full lips on a small mouth was tiny. Of course, I
was just imagining what she looked like and then was when I noticed her
eyes weren't small. They were large for her small face and seemed to
be magnified by the thick black horn rim glasses she wore.
I made up my mind. OR rather I let my dick make up my mind for me.
C'mon, if you had a chance, just a chance, to become make a woman your
loveslave, wouldn't you jump at the chance? The hell with it all.
"Cheryl gimme that formula stuff. I'm your guinea pig."
Standing about ten feet from the japanese investment group, Cheryl
handed me the vial of liquid. I felt the tall fems squeeze my arm, I
looked her in the eye. Then down at Jill and quickly downned the fluid.
it tasted surpisingly sweet. I tilted my head, "Hey, that's not bad."
Cheryl rolled her eyes. "I had them sweeten it with raspberry extract.
I didn't want you throwing up all over my carpet. Do you feel anything?"
I did feel a little flush, I teetered for a bit. The boss stayed with
me. "You should feel hot, a slight chill after that, nothing."
I started to shiver and then I felt a calm. Hmmm not bad for side
effects. "Hmmm I don't feel any different. Are you sure it works this
quickly?"
Cheryl scrunched her face. "Well, there might be side effects, I'll
tell you about them later, if you have any symptoms. Right now there is
only one to really test this formula." SHe looked down at the tiny test
subject. "Jill, are you ready to undergo testing?"
Jill's voice was quiet and meek. "Yes ma'am, I am ready."
"Then expose the delivery system."
Jill nodded once. The small woman dropped to her knees, her head was
too far underneath my crotch, but Cheryl solved that by tossing a couple
of cushions to Jill. Jill stacked them and kneeled again. This brought
her head perfectly in line with my crotch. Jill seemed to hesitate and
looked over at her husband who quickly spouted something in japanese.
Luckily for me Cheryl interpreted. "Jill, do as your husband commands
and release the delivery system."
The delivery system. Better known as my crotch. Jill sighed for a
second and reached for my belt. Her small digits quickly unbuckled me
and then she went for my zipper.
When she tugged it down my crotchbulge stood before and her eyes went
wide. Cheryl saw the look in her eyes and I'm sure she was smiling.
"Geezus, Kal! Looks like you have a softball stuffed in there. Good
thing I know better." Cheryl went behind the woman as Jill shaky hands
hooked her thin fingers in my waistband and pulled.
Jill literally jumped a bit but Cheryl behind her, put a hand on her
shoulder as the small girl said something to Cheryl who translated for
me. "Jill says you're too big. It won't fit in her mouth. Just a sec."
The fem said something to her and then spoke to me. "She'll speak
english to you now."
I heard Cheryl but was too busy smiling at her reaction. When you have
a cannon like mine, you expect to see that look of astonishment and Jill
didn't disappoint me. Jill shook her head and looked up at me.
"I...I never saw one this large before. I'm sorry...I...I can not
do it. Your penis is just too large."
Cheryl guffawed. "The little...okay then, this will be a better test
anyway. Force her Kal. They won't stop you. Force her to suck off that
monster of yours. Here I'll help." With that Cheryl grabbed a hold of
the young girls thin boyish haircut and pulled.
Jill reacted as Cheryl thought she would. "OWW! STOP THAT! I ..<MMPH!>"
Cheryl gritted her teeth and snarled. "Do it, Kal! NOW!"
When Jill opened her small mouth I didn't hesitate and thrust my hips
forward. Her head went back a bit as her mouth was filled with my hard on.
I could see that Cheryl was moving the girls head back and forth forcing
Jill to take my fat head. Her lips stretched obscenely as they locked
behind my dickknob.
It was a nasty sight, Jill down on her knees, being forced to suck my
ten inch dick as Cheryl held her in place. There was nothing Jill could
do but take it. My cock poked in her cheek and you could see the outline
of my head in her mouth.
I pulled back and her lips went inside out before I pushed back in.
I think Jill was trying to move her tounge but there wasn't enough room.
The little woman's large eyes stared up at me as I pushed more of my
jumbo log down past her mouth till I hit her vomit complex. She began
to choke and gag, so I pulled back a little.
Cheryl saw what I did and snarled at me. "No Kal! Pour that load down
her throat, she has to take it all! Do it Kal!"
I was already past the point of holding off and I could feel my nuts
tightening for the oh so devastating feeling of orgasm. I looked over at
the business for just a second and I could see the other businessmen were
restraining her husband who shouting at her in that lingo. I got eye
contact with him and he froze.
I don't know why, but I didn't like that guy. I didn't like him and
I was gonna take it out on his wife. I reached down and grabbed her shock
of hair as the boss held her in place by gripping her dainty shoulders.
Her face grimaced and then I got eyecontact with her. That was all it took. I came and I came in buckets.
Jill thrashed around raising her fists to hammer against my thighs and
stomach. I pushed even deeper and deposited my next load right into her
brains. I watched as cum came out of the sides of her mouth and covered her
chin dripping to the floor in long yo yoing goblets.
The tiny girl shivered once and then seemed to almost go limp. Cheryl
let the girl relax and Jill fell forward onto my crotch, my cock sliding
from her throat. I was feeling good, staggering a little in post orgasmic
bliss. Cheryl growled at me.
"Make a suggestion. Hurry! You gotta reroute her thought patterns!
You have to do it NOW!"
I was going to ask her why, but remembered her words before. Don't
think. "Lick my cock."
Jill shook her head limply. "N..no."
Cheryl snapped at me again. "Tell her she wants to. I don't believe
it. A man who can't talk dirty!"
Think, Kal think! "Jill, clean it my dick, you know you want to."
Jill looked confused. "I want to...clean"
She hesitated, but contrary to the females who ruled this office, I'm
not dumb, just not quick. "Clean my cock, you want to do it."
Her eyes looked glassy then open wide. "I want to clean your dick."
Jill leaned forward and extended her tounge. The tiny girl licked slowly
at first and then picked up speed, licking around the fat head, making
it swell back up a bit. The way my schlongknob dwarfed her face, it's
a wonder she got it in her mouth at all.
I no longer had to grip her hair, she laying smooches on cock letting
my dicksnot drip onto my prick so she could lick off again. The men
released their grip on thier comrade. He came up to me and looking all
disraught and spoke to her. Jill looked at him, said something I didn't
understand and spat at him before taking my thick rod in her hand.
The other businessmen stood around in a semicircle, this time it was
reversed as Jill spoke, Cheryl would translate. It seemed Jill WANTED
to speak english so I could understand. "Kal, I told him I didn't want
him anymore. I want only you."
"Jill, that's your husband." I said, trying to figure out what to do.
I mean that WAS her spouse there who had watched his little wife turn on
him. Jill shook her head.
"I only want big american dick that only you can give me."
"Geez, you're talkin like some kinda slut."
"I am. I'm just a little slut for you from now on. My husband?
Just watch."
Jill turned away from me and right before her husband and his coworkers
she unbuttoned her cum stained blouse and pulled it off. Next two buttons
later, her skirt was in the same pile. When the little woman turned to me
she was smiling like an idiot. "Kal, from now on, only you can undress me.
Ok, Kal? Here is my bra."
I took the bra and admired her twin buds. They were almost nonexistant
except her nipples were large, rockhard and crinkled. She looked she had
nine year old girl with ten year tits and twenty year old nipples. I
looked at her husband. "leave the panties on, Jill. I want to rip them
off."
Jill looked delirious that I commanded her. "OooOh, Yes sir! Does that
mean you want to fuck me now? Do ya? Do ya, please? That would make me
SO happy. Here I'll make you happy and then you maybe you fuck me?"
"Sounds good to me, little honey."
"Little honey? I like that." Now nude except for her panties and heels
jill walked to her husband. I was confused when she dropped to her knees
and I saw a look of triumph on her mans face. She quickly unbuckled him
and pulled down his pants. Not too gently I noticed. In a second, he
was exposed to Cheryl and his colleauges. Jill then pointed to his penis.
"Kal, look at the that noodle. Isn't it the funniest little thing you've
ever seen."
The whole time Cheryl continued to translate. Jill went on. "I want a
man, Kal. Not a little boy like this tiny thing." The little darling
spat it and then flicked it with a finger.
By the time, she walked away from him Cheryl had finished tranlating
her words and He had to be restrained again. Jill walked to me, gripped
my penis in her delicate grip and pulled gently. Using my schlong as a
meat leash she led to Cheryls desk. With a quick little scoot, hopped
on top with her ass pointed away from the men.
Jill still smiled that stupid grin and leaned forward putting herself
in the doggy position on my bosses desk. "This way my husband can see my
face while you fuck me. You gonna fuck me now? Please Kal PLEASE!"
Cheryl was still with the group, taking a moment from her translating
duties to issue me an order. "Finish the experiment, Kal. This will only
last about an hour, but if you finish off in her vagina, she will be binded
to you forever."
Hmmm, having my own loveslave forever? Could be a problem later, but
right now, my dick was in control. I went behind her trying to line up
her slit which was now literally dripping pussy juice onto Cheryls desk.
I grabbed her leftr hip with one hand, my prick in the other and placed
my dickhead in her small shaved wedge.
As I pushed a bit, Jill's head shot up. "Uhnnn, OoOooo, Kal, you are
so big! Push harder Kal, Fuck me! FUCK ME NOW!"
My dickhead dwarfed her small opening. The second I felt the contact
with her pussy, I just shook my head once. "Damn, I've never had pussy
this tight before."
"That's because of my needledick husband. Don't be kind, Kal. Break
me. I need to be taken and taken NOW! AAaaRGH!"
I have heard the sound of when I first penetrate a woman and it never
fails to delight me. Immediately, I grabbed her hips with both hands and
started to burrow forward. Jill gently kept swishing her little ass from
side to side, it seemed like she was trying to escape.
"Why the scream, Jill, I taunted, I thought you said you wanted to be
taken, so take it." Once again I tried to burrow forward and I felt her
small nookie begin to give way.
"UhnNnnn, I...I want you to fuck me, but you are so big. So damn big.
You better just...just ram it in."
"It'll hurt. Are you sure?" I had only managed to get the very tip
of my dickhead in her slot at this point. Believe me, when you are born
with a big rod like mine, you learn to be gentle or you never get a second
shot at any pussy again.
She sounded as if she were ready for execution. "Yes...yes I'm sure. I
need to be nailed and nailed hard BY YOU! Please, Kal, don't make me beg.
I will if you want me to, but please just...just let me be your lovetoy
and I'll be so happy...Please."
How could any man refuse. "Okay baby, no mercy. Get ready." Jill was
so small and light, she was easy to hold in place. I put one hand on her
shoulder to hold her still and rammed forward with all my might.
Jill screamed as my dickhead popped past her tiny opening. I felt her
juices coat my cockhead as she began to give way. I pulled back a little
again and then thrust forward hard. From the way she screamed, I knew for
sure I was ruining her, that she would never be the same.
I continued to work the little babe hard. I would pull back an inch,
only to plant two more inches inside of her. The entire time, she would
scream this high pitched sound as I sawed in and out of her. By the time
I had worked my ten inch dick into what amounted to a kids pussy. I knew
she was never meant to take a monster hog like mine. Jill had collasped
forward, her elbows gaved way and her body just laid twitching with her
face on Cheryls desk and her ass still propped high into the air.
Cheryl and the rest of the business group were staring at us in disbelief. Their loyal little employee was beginning to whimper as her
pussy tried to remold itself to my invading rod. Me? I had never fucked
in public before but I knowing I was screwing another man's wife right in
front of him and big shot coworkers had me rockhard and on the brink
already. Normally, I can hold out quite a while after the initial blast,
but a sexy woman with the cunt of twelve year old was wiping me out quick.
I drew back a bit, withdrawing a few inches before shoving my meat back
into Jill. I repeated the fuck motion each time taking out a little more
dick slowly and then slamming it back hard. Her head would jerk up and
with each thrust, the little slut made a "ike" sound in between whimpers.
In just a short time, I was withdrawing all but the head before banging
my way back in.
Jill was awakened by the hard rape style fuck. The slow withdrawal was
picking up speed as I started to fuck Jill in earnest. Jill was slamming
her fists again Cheryls desk, her head was tossing from side to side and
all attempts at speech came out an unintelligible high pitched grunts.
I saw her husband quit struggling against his restraining coworkers and
sink to his knees as his wife shuddered in orgasm. Her orgasm caused her
already tiny pussy to milk me even more and when her body started to vibrate
in continous multiple climaxes.
That triggered my own climax. I knew that I couldn't hold out for
another thirty seconds so I decided to give Cheryl and the rest a little
show. When I was in high school I had a girlfriend who was almost as small
as Jill. Her favorite position was the one I gonna throw on this little
honey.
I leaned forward and hooked my arms around hers and straightened up
quickly. Jill's body scooted down on my tenincher and as I lifted her, she
found herself completely impaled on my fat cock. Her back was arched, her
became nipples superhard and erect, Jillslegs twitched in the air and she
made a sound like she being was strangled. The strangling sound finished
me off.
I came in her tiny slit shooting my load directly into her uterus. The
little bitch would be lucky if I didn't knock her tiny ass up. I would
punctuate each final thrust, with a grunt and she would match it with her
own little female whine.
When I had finished depositing my load, I was on the verge of collasping
myself. I continued with a few thrusts but I was just getting the last
bit out of my climax, before Jill finally collasped herself. As her ass
fell from my groin, I could feel my limp member being forced from her pussy.
It felt like it was still contracting as Jill's little slit squeezed my
fat member from her pussy.
I fell back into my bosses chair. Little Jill was trying to catch her
breath. Cheryl never stopped translating until she turned back to me.
"Get out of my chair, stand in front of my desk. HURRY. Jill, his cock
needs cleaning, don't you think?"
Jill seemed to stir. I gathered up what strength I had left, dragging
my tired body and exhausted dick till I leaned back against Cheryl's desk.
Jill seemed to slide her body from Cheryls desk using my body for help.
When she finally stood. Her legs seemed real wobbly so I decided to break
Cheryls rule and think for myself.
"Jill, you heard Cheryl. Don't you think my cock needs cleaning?"
Immediately Jill perked up. The little beauty crawled to the pillows
that she used earlier, picked them up and hurled them at my feet. The
little japanese honey ran to them, dropped to her knees now perfectly poised
at my crotch and started bathing my fat cock with licks and kisses. Her
enthusiam and talent were already sending signals to slowly thickening,
lengthening ten inch dick.
Having already cum twice, I knew it would take a few minutes and a lot
licking, so I just stood there enjoying Jills cleanup. Cheryl was smiling
as she stood slightly to the side holding up her hands like a game show
hostess. The sexy fem sorta reminded me of a brunette Vanna White as she
spoke in english a phrase that I guess they understood.
"Gentlemen, bidding starts at a billion dollars. Do I hear a bid?"
I just enjoyed getting my cleanup blowjob, while took bids. Jill's
husband just sitting in his chair sobbing. Me? I knew that it was wierd
and bizarre, but I had me a lovetoy and I was the bosses boytoy and this
was just the first day on the job.
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CHAPTER Four--Middle Game
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Cheryl told me to go home and take Jill with me. For some reason her
husband didn't even complain. The ride was uneventful, Jill was quiet
except for an agreeable hum.
Jill hooked up her laptop and began entering keystrokes. At once she
was in and flying through firewalls.
The encryption was just broken and at once I saw the title
Proposal 17a Final development of H Project.
I read the title and how a scenario was enacted using DNA and nanostuff
I didn't understand. But what I did understand was the data.
Second file marked CS1.avi
The scene was like nothing I could ever suspected. The avi began.
Cheryl hoped her husband wasn't up. He had become so cruel lately.
Of course, he didn't help, she thought. I shouldn't have made those remarks
about his penis size. Well Maybe if I dole out a little rich girl loving,
he'll be nicer.
Cheryl turned on the light and saw her husband sitting in a stool at
the bar. "Maurice, what are you doing here?"
"Having a drink. You want one?"
"Maybe I will. Look about last night. I'm...I'm sorry about that
teeny weeny insult. That...that wasn't very nice."
Maurice turned cold. "No. It wasn't you fuckin' bitch!"
Cheryl stiffened. "FINE! I'm, taking a shower and going to bed....alone.
You can sleep in the guest room."
"No. I think I'm gonna fuck you up the ass and make you beg for more."
Cheryl dropped her briefcase. She had never seen this side of her meek
husband before. "What? How...how dare you." The tall brunette saw her
spouse advance and didn't like the evil look of hate. She took a step
back and bumped into something. The tall beauty spun and saw only a
broad chest. She looked up and saw rough faces. Rugged, weathered with
skin like leather. Again she stepped back and saw three more men and one
had a video camera.
The fem spun on her spiked heels to ask her husband what was going on
and saw he was no longer alone. All of the men resembled each other. All
large men who dwarfed Maurice Stokes. They reeked of alchohol and sweat.
They moved slowly circling her.
Panic set in but everytime she ran one of the men would simply snatch
her by the arm and fling her back. The third time, she fell and noticed
her dress sleeve had been torn revealing her black bra strap and lace cup.
Still on the floor she tried to cover herself from the evil men and the
penetrating camera.
Maurice stood over her. "You know what's happening bitch. It's a
takeover. You never should've given me that bone of a job in research.
I found something there in the archives that will interest you. It was
a formula that was going to be injected into the worlds water supply and
it would've created a male dominated world of female slaves. A grand
idea but not commercially viable. It was a shame that the men were canned
and the research buried under new products.
Buried but not forgotten. The improvements in technology help me to
improved the formula. Water is so random that it possible to infect
females that you really don't want infected. So I chose something more
specific to each male. Sperm. You see the way this works. When you chug
a load of sperm, the chemical will bind you to that male. You will be
extremely suspectible to suggestion. I can lower your inhibitions so
you would be be nastiest slut in town, slave to a four inch dick or I can
leave you just the way you are; aware of everthing that is happening to
you. You might not want my teeny weeny dick but you'd beg for it like
I'm the biggest stud you've ever had. Quite a marital aide eh?
Only in your case, because you are such a bitch, I've decided to
punish you by giving you what you want. My dick is too small for you?
Fine, I've brought you four bigger specimans."
Cheryls head riveted from to side as she saw the men unbuckling their
pants. The four men were smirking at her. "You can't do this to me.
I'm...I'm your wife. And this...it's impossible."
Maurice looked hurt. "Impossible? Life on Mars, sheep with human
DNA and you this is impossible? You're going to find out how very
possible this all is. Oh...about being my wife? Cheryl, I needed the
money."
No matter how much trouble the two had been through. No matter all
the terrible things he had said this night. It was the last comment
that seemed to hurt the most. The woman had only a moment to dwell on
that fact before her attention was turned to one of seedier men. His
voice harshened by years of hard liquor and tobacco made Cheryl's skin
crawl.
"Yeah, this little rich wife sure is a looker. You sure she'll do
whatever we say."
Cheryls quick mind worked. These men...these animals were going to
gang rape her. Make her do awful things and even videotape the sordid
little affair. Her stomach began to wretch and turn sour. Her deep
voice cried out in disbelief. "OH MY GAWD NO!"
Maurice finished his words. "Oh yes. From now on. Every nite, You'll
need five different types of sperm to satisy your hunger. Including mine.
I can change one of the fella here, give his replacement a dose and you'll
be hooked on his cum instead. Aren't I a considerate husband? You'll
only need to be gang banged every night by all five of us."
Cheryl scrambled to get away. Rushing toward Maurice, she felt the
slap of his hand and she went back down. All at once the men were on her
ripping and tearing at her clothes. Every once in a while she would see
the red light letting her know that her gang rape was being filmed.
She was dragged to her knees and held there. Her large eyes looked
around and every penis exposed to her gaze was nothing like she had seen
before. She had saved her precious virginity for her husband and had
taken his thin member as if he were a small boy. Gradually, she grew
used to his underendowment and managed an oral love life of sorts.
Not these evil blackhearted men. Each men varied in length from
what she considered scary to monstrous. To her inexperienced eyes
all were larger then her husband, all long enough to inflict pain and
thick enough to make her beg for mercy. Her husband walked before her
and she saw his four inch member stiff and rigid.
She snarled at him until she heard a switchblade and she swallowed once.
The boss opened up her mouth and leaned down engulfing his penis head,
her head moved back and when she leaned forward she engulfed his nasty
little head, The sexy executive found that four inches were easily enough
to choke her unprepared mouth. Cheryl winced in pain when her hated
husband grabbed a shock of her hair and moved her head roughly back and
forth.
"Grab my nuts bitch. C'mon."
The instant she did. Maurice exploded in her mouth. He held her head
firmly to his groin, grinding her delicate pointed noise into his coarse
pubic hairs so that she would have other choice but to swallow his seed.
Her head spun a bit she seemed confused. "Wha..whats wrong with me."
The drug had a nasty aftertaste and made her want to vomit for a second.
She felt a burning in her crotch that worked it's way to her nipples.
She winced at the sudden arousal, angry at her body betrayal.
Maurice Stokes was calm. "Nothing's wrong. You're just a bit hungry
for more cock and more sperm, aren't you?"
Once dominating and commanding, the once proud woman struggled with
a hazy fog of lust forming in her brain. "No...You bastard..I'll kil"
The words choked in her throat as she felt sexual hormones making her
crazy with desire.
Maurice Stokes was confident. "You don't want to kill me. Cheryl
you want to suck my cock again don't you. C'mon, say it. You want to
suck hubby's cock."
Cheryl didn't want to say it, but it seemed so right. "I..I want to
suck.."
"You want to suck me hard and then let me and my friends have a good
time. You want us to have a good time, don't you?"
The boss stuttered, but what she wanted was clear. "I...I...OooOOh,
Yes, Maurice. If I let your friends have a good time. You'll let me
suck you?"
"Say Please."
"OoH, Please, I want to suck your cock. I need to suck your cock. If
you want me to please your friends I will. Just let me please."
Cheryl felt a tap on her shoulder and a fat penis waited just inches
from her face. She looked up to Maurice.
"Line them up and suck them all. Just make sure I fuck you, first. Oh
and smile for the camera."
"Sure!" With that Cheryl looked right into the camera, winked and
smiled. Claims of astoundment went through the room. The murmurs of the
men approving sounds. "Will you fuck me now, huh?"
"Say Please."
"Oh PLEEEEEEEASE, Maurice. Fuck me. Fuck me now. Pleeease."
"Doggy style okay, Cheryl?"
Cheryl seemed to hesitate. Her own strong will and thoughts were both
fighting against the chemicals in her body. "OooH, Maurice, dontcha want
to see my face? I'll put on extra lipstick just the way you like."
Maurice shook his head. "You are amazing. All of the other test cases
showed absolutely no sign of resistance. I know you hate doggy style
fucking. Tell me, I know you can't lie."
Stokes hung down a bit. "Yes Maurice. You know that true. It's very
degrading and humiliating. It's the way you rape someone not make love
to them."
Maurice spat. "A new suggestion. You will no longer use the words
make love in that way. From now on, only crude words will be allowed in
anything that relates to a sex act. Understand?" He waved to his hand
to the circle of restless men two disappeare down the hall.
The tall brunette could feel some of her old self returning, but for
some reason whatever Maurice said made perfect sense. But of course she
thought, Maurice is the man. "Yes Maurice. Only crude words. Perfect
for a dickhead like yourself."
Maurice could feel his anger growing. Cheryl was recovering quicker
then he thought. "Cheryl dear, would you walk over to the glass drawing
board my friends have brought. Do that and I'll fuck you and let you
suck my dick again."
Cheryl shivered. "MmmMMm, A fucking by you? Of course dear. I'll try
and stay awake." But still the beauty calmly walked to the glass drawing
table.
Maurice frowned, this was strange he thought. His wife was submitting
but still fighting. Better take precautions. He thought. He waved to the
two largest of them men. They immediately moved to either side of his
wife. "Cheryl honey, lean over the glass table and stretch out your arms
so my...pals can handcuff you."
Cheryl looked at the men, then the glass drawing table. Why were there
handcuffs attached to the side poles? That meant..."NO! I won't do
it! I..."
There was a only a moment as the man to her left slapped her and threw
her face forward. The sting left her confused but her mind was clearing.
Clearing too late as she heard the distinctive sounds of handcuffs closing
on her wrists. She tried to raise up but found she was held firmly in
place. Cheryl felt hands on her hips lifting her a bit and a pillow from
her bed placed underneath her groin.
Cheryl knew how she must looked. Arms outstretched and cuffed, forcing
her large breasts to mash against the cool glass, making them look fatter
then they already were. Because of the height of the table she then
forced to stand on her tiptoes aided slightly by the three inch heels she
always wore. Also because of her heels, and the way she was leaned over
the table her ass was propped up and ready to be fucked.
She strained to see where her husband was. There had to be a way to
talk to him. But things were happening so fast when she felt a sharp
smack on her upturned ass, she knew where he was.
Maurice had piled the rest of the sofa cushions on the floor and
stood on them so that he was able to rub his thin cock on his wife
bound ass. He spit on his hand once and rubbed on his dick.
"You should thank me for lubricating myself like this. If I didn't
care, I would go up your ass dry."
Cheryl tugged at her bonds drying to break the table with her fists.
"No! No! NO! PLEASE! Just let me go and I...AIEEEEEEEEeee!" Even though
her husband had a small boyish cock, she felt it as he busted her ass
cherry in one punishing stroke.
Maurice guffawed in victory. "Aww Yeah! I knew your ass would be
nice and tight! How does it feel now "honey"?"
The tall beauty hung her head, letting it rest against the glass table
top. Her tears stained her cheeks as she felt her husband begin to see-
saw his small cock up her ass repeatedly. Cheryl could feel her large
tits mashing and unmashing against the cool glass. When she turned her
face up, she could still see the men cheering her husband on as he forcibly
sodomized his wife. She could see the constant red light filming her
face while her ass was violated repeatedly. When she felt her husbands
penis swell, she knew what was going to happen and let a low crying bleat
of humilation.
"WAHAhhhhhhh! <UhN!> <Uhn!> <UHN!> Please...(sob)...Don't..!"
Maurice wished he had better staying power, but he knew that his wifes
no longer virgin ass was tighter then any pussy he had ever had. With
the thrill of victory, he felt his nuts tighten and the supersensitive
feel of his own climax took over his body. With a final thrust he pushed
upward and held his reluctant wife ass to his groin as he exploded up her
ass coating her rectum with his miserable seed.
The husband just held her ass to his crotch grinding in the last of the
strokes so that none of his sperm would escape. The video camera showed
Cheryl struggling in vain to free herself, straining the cuffs and then
the fem boss trembling slightly and then going limp.
Maurice finally withdrew his member with a pop as his shrunken penis
dropped from her asshole. He calmly walked to the otherside of the glass
rape table and spoke softly.
"Cherrrryl? Cherrie honey, you awake?" Now that he administered the
second dose, he hoped his wife would be a lot more tame.
Cheryl was exhausted from being forcibly sodomized. Doing her best,
she tried to remember something...a name. Brooks. At that point, she felt
a burning in her ass and a cold feeling. She shivered once, feeling limp
but for some reason, she perked up when she heard her husbands voice.
"Uhhnnn, My ass...my ass is sore."
"Of course, it's sore my dear. I can tell you for a fact that it's
going to hurt a lot worse. But you don't mind do you?"
This time the confusion she felt the first time was absolutely gone.
"Oh No! I don't mind. Um, I barely remember being chained to this table.
Are you gonna fuck my pussy now?"
Maurice nodded his head in approval. The second dose must've barely had
time to work it magic, but it certainly did the job. "No Honey. I'm just
going to rest up a bit while you entertain my friends here."
Cheryl tried to get up. "Well dear, if you release me, I'll be able to
do a better job. I'll get back up here whenever you want."
Maurice smiled. This was more like it. "Benson, Hedges go ahead and
uncuff the tall ass bitch."
Cheryl giggled. "Tall ass bitch. That would be ME!" The beauty rubbed
her wrists. "I hope you guys got that on video."
Maurice decided on one final check and to see if it everything worked
the way he wanted it to. "Cheryl, you are being very familiar. From now
on, you will call me sir. Oh and your name whenever you come before me or
any of these guys will be 'dicksoap'...Understand?"
The fem blinked twice as a direct order made a path to her brain.
"Oh, Yes sir. Of course sir."
"Cheryl what just happened here?"
"Sir, You forced me to suck you off and that put some stuff in my head
that makes me a sex slave. But it takes two doses, one near the brain and
the other in my hormone center. SOoooo, You had your friends here, handcuff
me to that table so you could sodomize me while they filmed it and I guess
wait for their turn. This second dose is much more effective. I know
what's happening, but I don't want to stop it.
"I want to be your sexslave, sir. I understand that once these guys
have their turn with me. I'll be their sexslave too. How was that sir?"
Maurice was incredulous. "That...that was perfect. Okay, take care
of my friends."
"Take care of them?"
"Yes and here, take this too." He flipped a quarter her way. The
slender woman caught it and looked at it. "From now on, whenever you are
propositioned you'll charge a quarter. Twenty five cents. Blowjobs are
free. But to keep my pals happy, whenever you give a blowjob, you must put
on a fresh coat of bright red lipstick. Understand?"
Maurice chuckled to himself.
The controlled wife nodded her head. "Okay! Sure thing From now on
I charge a quarter per fuck and free blowjobs all around."
"To any man who asks you...ever."
"Hmmm, so you are turning me into a two-bit whore and blowjob artist."
Maurice spoke with confidence. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"Nope. I just liked the way it sounded."
Cheryl looked around. All around her, she could hear the sounds of the
men smacking their hardened members against their palms. Cheryl looked
right into the camera that her husband was now holding. "Well okay boys,
I can't choose between you so, just line up and let the gangbang begin!"
One of the rough men deep baritone spoke up. "I've had enough watchin'.
I want some head NOW!"
Cheryl didn't move. The fem remembered her husbands words, strutted
over to where her purse and been flung and rummaged around. SHe pulled
out several lipsticks and discarded all but one. The slim woman red heels
moved through the plush carpet until she came in front of the man. Once
there, she dropped to her knees and began applying lipstick in thick coats.
The boss smacked her lips once for emphasis. She looked up at the man
and instead her eyes became transfixed on his member. "GOODNESS! YOUR
DICK...IT'S...HUGE!"
Benson, the gaffawed a couple of times. "HA! heh heh, lady, they all
say that, but it's still nice to hear. Now then, you heard your husband
and hurry it up, I can barely hold back my load."
Cheryl reached out with her hand, pumped it a couple of times and tried
engulfing the fat head with her thick lips. SHe found that indeed her sexy
full mouth could accomadate the man. Her pretty head moved back and forth
stopping every once in a while to swirl about his sensitive glands. The
beauty could feel his dick pulsing in her mouth as she worked the man over
the man for all she was worth.
When she was sure the man fucking her mouth had reached his maximum size,
Cheryl cupped his balls and squeezed gently. The second squeeze she made
eyecontact with the man, who then threw his head back and bellowed.
"That's it, bitch...yeah...yeah...yeah...Yeah...YEAH!" With a grunt
he unloaded into the kneeling womans waiting mouth. When Cheryl tried to
pull back she was held firmly in place by her own hair bun and with that
she no choice but to swallow.
Once she swallowed, the effect was almost instant. The look in her
face was all the man needed to see. Benson snapped his fingers once and
just pointed to the drawing table. At once the slim brunette stood, quickly
covered the few steps back to the rape table she leaned back against it and
waited for the man to take her.
Benson guffawed once. "Heh, Dicksoap, I heard how you don't like it
from behind. But that's just how you're gonna get it." He made a twirling
sign with his finger. Cheryl sighed and quickly turned around, sighing at
the cool feel of the glass aagainst her large tits.
"Good", the man continued, "Now stick out your ass so I can bang you
a little easier. Yeah..yeah that's it ...uhnnn"
The sexslave moaned with him, "Awww, Geez feels like a gawddamn fence
post up there. Damn...you're...BIG!"
"Yeah, that's it...keep up the nasty talk...MORE DIRTY TALK NOW!"
Her words came out in time with the big man thrusts from behind as she
obeyed him. Her slim form rocked back and forth on her red heels as the
rough man raped her from behind and listened to the music that gushed from
her mouth. Every time the brunette felt the big man blast into her cunt,
one word would manage to escape. "Yeah, I'm...a... rich...slut. A...rich
...slut...that...needs...to...be...gangbanged...everyday...by...big...dicks.
Oh...yeah...fuck...me...FUCK...ME...GOOD!
Benson turned to look at Maurice for a second. "Shit, she's good. Shit
man, didn't you ever fuck her?"
Maurice didn't say a word, he knew that the formula would work, but the
way his wife blurted out one word per ruthless thrust, he knew that his
gorgeous spouse was being fucked like never before.
Once again the slender brunette could manage once word per stroke as
the rough man drove his wedge home again and again. Harder...cmon!..Harder
Write on...my...ass...on...me...and...then...BANG...ME HARDER...UHN UHN
UHN, YEAH....fuck your little dicksoap and OMiGAWD!"
Maurice mouth fell open. Im all of their years of marriage. He had been
unable to bring his wife to orgasm by fucking. He could after a while, give
her a mild climax through his efforts at cunnilingus. Now that she had all
of inhibitions torn from her, the larger dick had worked its magic.
Benson threw his head back, "Yeah yeah YEAH! That's it dicksoap. Cum
with the big dog! Fuck yeah, that's it...YEAH!" Both of the fuckmates
shivered and groaned, with Benson grinding into her ass from behind, lifting
her up slightly and making her stand on her toes as he milked the last of
his seed into her pussy.
Benson collasped on her for a second making her back glisten with the
sweat he had worked up while fucking his new dicksoap. As he dislodged,
he managed to mouth a few words to Cheryl. "Stay like that, dicksoap. I
want you to hold on to the edge of the table and wait for my pal. Got it,
slut?"
Cheryl saluted the man who had just finished with her. Benson slapped
her asscheek, squeezed his dick a couple of times and shouted, "NEXT!"
One moment later Hedges ambled behind her, his fat penis leading the
way to her ass. He had picked up Stokes lipstick and wrote on each of her
well rounded cheeks. 'FUCK MY ASS'. Hedges dropped the lipstick and put
a hand on her shoulder. "We'll start with some of that killer head you've
been givin'. Benson?"
Now all the men understood. Before the newly made slut would deliver,
any of the previous men who had her simply would give her a command and
then watch her be bonded to that male too. Benson held the video camera
and zoomed in on the woman. "Okay Dicksoap, why don't you give my pal
here, just what you gave me?"
Cheryl Stokes nodded like an idiot. "You got it!" Immediately she began
applying a fresh coat of red on her cocksucking lips. All of the men
nodded, but it was here slimy husband who said. "Fellas, I hope you took
your vitamins cuz this is gonna be good."
For the rest of time the avi ran, Kal watched his boss be put through her
paces. He watched with fascination as the men made Cheryl Stokes into their
absolute sex slave. The table fuck was clearly still humiliating to Cheryl,
but she still took each man at least once that position.
Halfway through the gangbang, one of the men got the idea to tilt the
table and lean her long form across it. That way it didn't matter, whether
she was on her back blowing kisses to her rapists or was doing it doggy
style with her eyes shut as she was being sodomized, the young beauty could
still suck the cock of the man who fucked her so he could get it up to bang
her again.
The men were ruthless in their use of her body. At all times her hands
and mouth were busy jacking and sucking the men. Getting them hard so
they could violate her ass or cunt as they pleased. Worse, each time
the men would deliver a load into her, it reinforced her new thought
patterns so that she would lose any inhibitions she might've had to
resist the men.
Over and over, the men double teamed and triple teamed the woman,
never giving her a moment to rest. Just when it seemed they be ready
to quit, ready to give in to the sextoy nymphomania. Maurice would
give her a quick suggestion and Cheryl would be begging for more. The
tall brunette would hop and down, just to make her tits jiggle lewdly,
just to make the men hot enough to fuck her again. For three solid hours
Cheryl was the sleaziest whore on the planet who fucked and sucked every
man in sight.
The last man had just fallen away after sodomizing the young woman again.
the camera work was first rate as it zoomed in on her body. Her body was
slightly bruised from being handled so roughly. Cheryl's right eye seemed
to be plastered shut from so much jism on her face. Indeed the men had
intentionally plastered that eye shut making sure a fresh load of sperm
was always ready for her face. In addition to the lipstick message on
her ass, just above her tits was another that said, "I'M A SLUT" in bright
red letters just below her neck. Her hair normally pulled back neatly
into a bun was askew and stuck to her face.
There was a small bit of blood staining her asshole, and as she layed
there slumbering, jism could be seen from leaking from her rectum, mouth
and over used pussy. All over her body were quarters, that had to stuck
to her jism soaked skin from her head to her feet.
There was no picture for a few moments, then Maurice, clearly
recognizable stood in front of the camera. "Hi Fellas, I hoped you
liked the free sample I'm posting on the internet. Make sure and make
out your checks to :
The address flashed on the screen while in the background, one of the
men seemed to stirring. He saw Cheryl passed in front of him. He rolled
her over onto her stomach and immediately starting jacking himself hard as
he pulled and stretched her asshole. It was clear he was going to sodomize
the young woman again. The screen went askew, then black and then static.
Kal sat back and nodded his head. A few things were making sense. It
seemed that Cheryl was marketing the sexslave drug for her husband. He
was going to make money selling the formula and pimping his wifes gangbang
movie career.
In spite of a natural revulsion to seeing any human enslaved and treated
in such a brutal manner, Kal was rock hard. He thought about beating off
and then remembered who was cleaning his apartment. He clicked down the
list to the second file marked C&S1.AVI double clicked on it and waited for
the file to load. He smacked his own hardon a couple of times in his palm
and yelled out to the kitchen.
"Jill, I need a vodka and sevenup and a blowjob. Hurry up."
At once with sudsy hands, Jill appeared from the kitchen. "Sure thing,
Kal, where do you keep your drinks and stuff?"
"Underneath the sink. Thanks Jill."
Slowy stroking his member, he clicked the run button on the movie viewer.
He couldn't stop now he had to see more!
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CHAPTER #3
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I sat back, spreading my legs a bit so that Jill could crawl in
between them and suck me off while I was at the table. It only took
her a few seconds till her head popped back up at me.
"Jill, are you comfortable down there?"
"MMmmmPH! <Slurp> I'm fine." Damn she didn't take long. "Is
this what you like to do? Have your big dick sucked while you watch
porno tapes?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Why do you have a problem with that?"
Jill had a look of disappointment on her face. "Oh no, sir. I just
wished you had one of me to watch instead of some other girl."
I thought for a second. "Hmmm, we'll get some equipment next week and
make a porno film...and you'll be the star, Okay?"
Her face brightened up. I had to remember there were a lot of complex
feelings involved here. "OOooOh! Thank you!" Her smile turned into
kisses along my schlong as she went back to her new lifes work.
I felt my fat head start to throb in her mouth as she became used to
sucking my larger size. Poor Girl. I knew I was gonna be giving her
another dose of the juice.
I pressed the play button and the new AVI, C&S2, ran.
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Volume 2
Chapter Five--Pawn Becomes Knight
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The screen began with Maurice Stokes's large smile. He had a cigar
in his hand and was waving it as he spoke. "You got the Camera, Rod?
Wolf? You ready?...Good and ACTION!
"Hello, folks! First I want to thank you for your buying my new "Rich
Bitch GangBang" series. It has enabled me to produce this new film which
will be given away as well as posted on the internet, just to show my fans
how much I care.
The girls? Oh these are your two favorites according to your fan mail
and they don't care about the money. They just want to please you."
On cue, Maurice stepped aside and waiting on their knees were both
Cheryl Stokes and Sue Chu! Cheryl was dressed in white lingerie, white
thigh high nylons and strapless white heels. Her bustiere cups could
barely contained her fleshy mature melons. It seemed as if her twin
globes were trying to escape.
Opposite her was Sue Chu, dressed identically but in black, with patent
leather black pumps. Kal swallowed as the video showed how tiny her waist
was and how her breasts seemed to be a perfect fit for her slender form.
Both girls had their hair tied in pigtails and each wore a pair of large
hornrimmed glasses. Maurice stepped back into the picture. "Due to our
large fan mail, I have dressed the girls as you wanted. One part slut,
One part schoolgirl. Now the lucky winners from our drawing actually had
the guts to make the trip and be the subject of our experiment. Here's
are the winners sitting back on their throne."
The winners took their seat. Both men looked very similar. Both were
were slightly grimy. One of the men looked slightly pathetic. He had
a pot belly and too much hair sticking from the top of his V neeck T-shirt.
He was smoking a cigar and looked as if his he had missed just one too many
showers. He looked over at Maurice. "When do the bimbos start?"
Maurice never stopped talking to the camera. "That's what we like.
A guy who knows what he wants. Well, Sid Pitts, here is the deal.
Both of our girls are you gonna make try and make you come. The winner
gets to name the losers fate. Which is either a trip with me to the
backroom or a trip with these members of the local union 527! Come on
out guys?"
With that pronoucement, fifty men came from various directions to fill
the room with cheers and jeers as they waited to see which one would be
their prize. Sue and Cheryl looked at each other, then at Maurice.
Sue smiled. "Why Maurice, you little dickens! You brought some
pals to play with Cheryl. Looks like she'll be leaned over and sucking
cock all night...again!" Sue giggled and winked at the camera.
"Fuck you, Sue. I'll get you for that little stunt!" Even though
still under the spell of the drug, part of her dominate nature broke
through in a snarl.
The oriental smiled confidently at the taller Fem. "You needed the
practice. Besides, you made a lot of friends, didn't you?" Sue
punctuated the sentence with a simple scrunch of her nose.
Maurice had to step in to keep Cheryl from smacking the smaller
woman. "Now now, girls. Cheryl, level two. Why don't you tell our
your loyal fans what happened to you?"
Cheryl changed visibly. She didn't seem to be the same bitchy slut
that was waiting on her knees a few moments ago. "Maurice, haven't
you used..."
Maurice interupted her. "Stop. Level Three. You were saying...?"
Once again a change came over the tall brunette. She looked at
camera and put a grin on her face. "MMmmmM, it was sweet torture.
Sue and I were driving to a meeting when she told me that I had to
call ...M..M...our boss. Unfortunately, I couldn't find my cell phone
and Sue deliberately stopped in Crack Alley so that I could use a
phone there."
Kal shook a bit. He tried his best to stay out of Crack Alley. Even
the bums from skid row tried to stay away from Crack Alley. He and
anyone else that was not born in the seediest part of town stayed out
of the area for good reason. Every bum, wino and crack head in the
city wound up there. For someone with Cheryl's breeding and refinement,
it would be nothing less then disasterous.
"Well, the only phone that was working was in a bar. What kind of
bar is open at nine in the morning? As soon as I entered and spotted
the phone by the filty restrooms, I knew I might be in trouble. In
the darkness by the phone I saw two hookers on their knees and it was
kinda obvious that they both had just finished doing their job.
"Well I ignored every catcall and whistle and almost made it to the
phone, when this drunk asked for a blowjob. Of course I had to give
him what he wanted. I dragged him into the darkness and sucked his
slimy load from him. That was when the other six guys saw me and
demanded the same thing.
"Of course I had to comply with them. It took me two hours to get
off these guys. I finally made it out of there with a belly full
of wino sperm and..."
The fem seemed to hesitate. Even her brainwashing couldn't change
some facts of her nature. Maurice grinned to himself having seen his
wife's bitchy attitude in action. "And what else, Cheryl?"
Even with almost all of inhibitions stripped away, I could see
my boss blush before she answered. "Twelve dollars and seventy five
cents...in quarters."
Sue couldn't help but chip in her two cents worth. "I guess I
should've told Cheryl that I found her cell phone just after she went
inside. But I figured I'd save her the big phone bill."
Cheryl fumed and once again looked like she was ready to pounce on
the small oriental woman. Maurice interceded with his sideshow banter.
"Easy Cheryl, Level four. You don't want to hit Sue. You want to win
the contest, don't you?"
Once again a change came over the tall brunette. "Yes...yes I WANT
to win. Which one is mine?"
Maurice looked at Sue who pointed to the older contestant. I'll take
blue hair here. Otherwise we'll be here all night." With that Sue
slid into the old man's lap and started playing with his wispy shocks
of grey.
Cheryl looked at her subject. He was already hard by the way his
pants tented out at her. Shoot, Sue would have to use a crane to just
to get her guy hard. "Fine. I'll take this greaser here."
Maurice held up his hands. "See folks? I can't stop them from.
Girls! Hands on your tits..."
Both girls stood in front of their new masters and moved their hands
to their hips. Cheryl Stokes, six feet tall in stilleto heels, large
natural corn fed american breasts could feel her hunger growing. How
nice it would be to just have one man, even this slimy side of beef,
and not be gangbanged for one night.
Sue Chu, five two in stiletto heels, small rice fed asian breasts,
slender hips and an exotic beauty was already hypnotizing the man in
front of her. IT didn't matter that he was over sixty years old. He
was a man, therefore he was vulnerable to her sexual charm.
Maurice stuck his grill in the camera. "GO!" There was a cheer from
the union men who started crowding around, bumping the camera. Cheryl
sighed and dropped to her knees, she reached for the mans zipper and
turned to watch Sue out of the corner of her eye.
Sue was still standing and simply watching the kneeling brunette
tug at the mans zipper. "What is it Cheryl?"
As much as she hated her presence, she answered her rival. "You
know what, you little bitch. Why are you just standing there?"
Sue tilted and shook her head, "I'm just giving you a headstart."
The locals whooped it at the trash talking girl. Sue bowed and
acknowledged the men. Cheryl grimaced with no snappy comeback. She
turned to the man.
"Why don't you help me? You must be really big or I would've...hey!"
The man was no longer looking at Cheryl but at her little opponent.
Sue took the mans hands and placed it on her hips. She peeled out of
her panties and placed his hand on her smooth shaven cooch. Without
the pubic hair, she appeared to be barely sixteen years old. Even
though she was well over 21, the illusion, enhanced by the pigtails
was stunning. She looked like a brand new teenybopper who stole her
mothers high heels.
Sue smiled and pulled the mans hand from her small cunt. "See,
Pops? Jap girls come greased and ready. Go ahead, Daddy. Play
with me, use me up. Oh me so horny. Me just horny little Jap girl!"
The old man pulled Sue into his lap and started writhing a bit
as he molested her delicate body. The smart little fem made sure
each moan sounded as if she were whimpering. Under a lighter dose
of the same drug, she began to let it take over her.
Still kneeling, Cheryl fought with the man zipper, "Damn it, I
can't keep my grip on your zipper tab."
Sid Pitts amused look sneered at her. "What? Dontchu know? You're
little pal greased it a bit." The high pitched giggle rang threw her
ears. Fuming, she ripped his pants open, turning her head a bit at
stench from the mans crotch.
Down her head dived, gripping his penis and applying suction. She
looked up and found she had gained her new masters attention. The man
threw his bed back before locking his eyes on the bobbing head.
"Yeah, yeah yeah! Damn baby you sure musta had lotta practice. Ahhh!"
Cheryl tried to let the drug take over, become the slut she knew that
she could be. Her eyes glanced once on the crispy pubic hairs and then
keptg her eyes on his, trying her best to mesmerize the man as she tried to
fellate the man to orgasm.
Another whoop went through the air. Craning her neck, the brunette
could see the small girl had massaged the mans crotch and made him snap
his button and break his zipper. His thick cock surprised Sue who made
sure her look of awe wasn't lost on the man or the camera.
"ohmigawd! Ohmigawd! OMIGAWD! Your big american dick is scary."
The little women looked away then seemed drawn back. "I...I can't
stop you. It looks like you'll have to drag my pigtails and force me
up and down on your big american dick." Sue slid to her knees between
the man's legs. She leaned forward and the man gripped her pigtails.
Just as she suggested the man rubbed his dick on her smooth face,
pulled her ponytails which forced to Sue to yelp in pain. As her
small mouth opened, the grey haired man moved in. Immediately,
he began forcing the girl back and forth along his dick. Her choking
sounds went unheeded as he forcibly took the little womans mouth again
and again. "That's for America! That's for the flag! And that's
for those fucking little jap cars!" There were tears coming from
the girls eyes as she was brutally facefucked repeatedly.
Cheryl could feel the hardness of the prick in her mouth and knew
the man was close. Lifting her head, she reached forward and then
unlaced her cups, letting her generous breasts spill forward. Taking
his measure, she wrapped her big tits around his member and started
raising up and down giving him a tit fuck to remember.
"You do it, honey." The man took over, controlling Cheryl by her tits
until her freed hands pulled her hair free. She shook it and the long
mane flowed in the air. Now murmurs of appreciation from the union
men were coming on her side. Her subject now leaned forward gripped
her shoulders and enjoyed the feeling of a healthy titfuck.
The tip of his greasy prick barely popped above her generous breast
meat as moved the woman up and down. Cheryl reached out, cupping his
loose ball sack. She was surprised as she was sure the man would be
close to cumming by now. No matter, she thought. The Fem could feel
ball sack tightening in her hand.
The greaser grunted. "C'mon baby, talk to me. Sunavabitch! I'm
glad your little pal sucked me off before this began. I'm really able
to enjoy it now!"
The american girl groaned. Now she knew why the man hadn't already
blown his load. Sue had cheated by taking the man first load. It
didn't matter that the man would have control over Sue. She knew from
past experience that Maurice probably had already given her rival a
dose himself to maintain full control.
Fine! Cheryl made up her mind to beat Sue anyway! "You want me to
talk dirty baby? I'll do it for you. C'mon, cum for me. You big stud
cum for me. Fuck my tits, cum on my face and then ram it up my ass.
Oh stud, cum for me, make that big dick bigger and Cum For ME!"
There came a whoop and a cheer. Cheryl stopped helping the man from
screwing her jugs. They both turned their heads and saw a camera was
close up on the action.
Little Sue Chu was hammering her fist against the mans crotch, but
it was obvious the man was holding her firm. A white river of creamy
semen was dripping from the side of her lipsticked mouth to her chin.
Yo-yoing strands of cum dripped onto the chair. Even Cheryl could
see that that the oriental was swallowing what she could, but the
girl could just not keep up with the overflow. The little woman
went limp and the man spit slickened cock pulled from her mouth.
He looked in the camera and winked. "That's for the Good Ol'
U.S. of A! By gum, I think I can I fuck your ass now."
One second later Sid Pitts grunted and unloaded just underneath
the brunettes chin. Pissed Cheryl tried to stop him, but the man
squeezed her shoulders hard. She winced and obeyed, reluctantly
helping the man apply a pearl necklace to the Fem.
Sid grunted hard, finishing with an Ahhh! "UHNH! Ahhh Yeah,
Yeah YEAH! Ahh! Ahh! Heh! Heh! You didn't want to finish since
you lost eh?"
The woman leaned forward and shook her head from side to side.
"No. You helped her cheat."
"Stupid cunt. This way I got to get something from you both.
She knew you'd picked me. And the fact that you were pissed? Heh,
heh...that just made it better."
There was a camera in the picture and lights as Maurice broke in.
"AND that's not all! Sid, as a consolation prize, you can share the
loser with..." The pudgy man waved his hand and the crowd finished
for him.
"LOCAL UNION 527!!!"
Cheryl looked over Sue who was raised her middle finger. Sue spat
a couple of times but managed to get out. "I told you be sucking cock
all night...AGAIN!"
The Fem moved to attack her award winning cocksucker rival. She
stopped and froze when she heard Maurice mouth the maximum control word.
"Cheryl, Level Ten. Full Slut Mode NOW!"
The fem moved to her hands and knees, crawled to Sue who leaned back
in her mans lap. Immediately the Fem started to cunt lap her worst
enemy.
Maurice moved the camera to Sue who was starting to turn her head
a bit as pleasure washed through her small crotch. "Sue, You proved
that you were the better cocksucker. Do you have any words to your
fans?"
"Mmmm, While my new rug muncher gets me ready for the Man here,
let me say that I'm not even japanese, but older blue hairs can't tell
the difference, so to my asian fans, you know if you , if you aren't
cheating then you aren't trying! I win! I beat the american princess!
I win! Men of the Local 527 take this slut away!"
The men moved in like a pack of jackals. Cheryl Stokes in full
slut mode didn't care. There were at least fifty men in the room
and she knew that she was going to suck, fuck and be sodomized by
each and every one. Including Sue's and her subjects.
Maurice winked in the camera which followed him and Sue out of
the room. A moment later, the other camera caught up with the Fem.
Already a new streak of cum was across her nose and another man was
trying to position her so she could suck cock and take his dick up
her ass at the same time.
The MPG ended with a note that the gangbang was continued on the
next file. Kal nodded to himself. Finally things were becoming
clear.
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Chapter Six-- Knights Opening
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I grunted once sending my final wad across her nose. Man, oh man
with those braces on, the young oriental wife looked liked a teenager.
Jill just stayed there on her knees, looking into my eyes, waiting
for next command. Even though she was my love slave, bonded to me
forever, I could tell, her husband had trained her quite well. I was
starting to have a grudging new respect for the eastern culture.
I scooted back from the table, Jill scooted forward keeping my
large cannon in her mouth so she could clean me properly. I twitched
a bit as she laved her tounge around my sensitive glands. I winced
once as she began to suck me hard again.
Not yet. I needed a rest. "Jill, stop. Take a break. We need to
talk. That is an order honey."
Jill frowned, disappointed. "Yes Master." She wiped her mouth with
her arm, lapping up my overflow. "What is your wish?"
I took a deep breath. It took a lot of soul searching to realize
what the hell I had done. "Jill, what do I have to do to free you?"
Jill looked hurt for a second. "I cannot truly be freed. Even I
loathed you I still would come back to you and beg you for your cream.
Is master displeased with me?"
I looked down at her deep almond eyes, I admired her smooth tanned
skin. Jill was intoxicatingly cute. "No...no, I'm very pleased I just
wanted to give you a choice."
A quick smile that brightened the room before she lowered her head
slightly in submission. "My choice is to serve you. What is your wish,
Master? How can I serve you."
I thought for a second. "First, get some clothes on. You can use
one of my Pajama tops. Short as you are, it should work. Next, call
me Kal. I guess as my number one, you have that right. I don't know
where all this stuff is going to lead, but you deserve a break."
Jill beamed. "I get wear your clothes? Oh thank you, Master! It
will remind me of my eternal service to you."
I watched the girl head into my bedroom and followed behind her.
She opened my top dresser and pulled out an extra large PJ top. It
seemed to swallow her up as she swaddled up the sleeves.
Son of a bitch, this little minx was cute. I mean, when you are
my size, you really stay away from thin delicate women. Believe me,
I've put a few women in the hospital because I've banged them too hard.
One I did on purpose, but believe me, she deserved it.
I tried not to dwell on that dark side of my personality, but I
remembered that people have all sort of facets to them. For instance,
my new love slave. "Jill, how old are you?"
"Eighteen. I hope I am not too old."
I blinked. Sure I had my share of teenage babes, but I was in high
school myself. "Jill, what do you mean?"
"Master?"
"Damnit, stop calling me that!"
Jill blinked. She rose and pushed down so that I sat on my bed. No
sooner then I had sat down then she leaned over my lap.
"Standard Punishment?"
I gripped her thin shoulders and lifted her. I marveled at how light
the little woman was. Woman, technically a teenager and just barely
legal. "Jill, what are you talking about?"
"You don't want to discipline me? Standard punishment. A whipping or
spanking followed by oral stimulation of my master and then dry forcible
sodomy." Her voice became meeker. "Certainly you are more then equipped
for the task."
My cock lurched a bit at the thought of burying my cock in her tiny
anus. I tried to stay with the task at hand. "Jill, tell me everything.
Who the hell are you? How did you become my sextoy? I want you to
override all other thoughts until you tell me what I want to know."
Jill blinked, she stood and hugged me. "An override command. How
simple. There was no other way for me to interpret your orders. I
still feel bound, but free to think. Thank you Master."
I sighed. "You can stop calling me Master anytime. Now then, who
are you?"
"I am your slave."
Sliding to my bed, she crossed her legs as if she were an indian.
"Jill is my given name. My actual name is Rei Nakamura. When I was
ten, I was sold to a rich american who raised me in the arts and science.
I was also a subject of his experiments to enslave the women of Japan."
"I was given several different types of mind control drugs. The last
was supposed to be the final prototype of the Motomori group. After the
successful use of our mind control drug. I was given as a gift to the
Hasakawa group. My husband is the son of the president. I was supposed
to be his loveslave forever and recieved his special training. This
included punishments for the least disobediance."
I nodded. Now at least I understood that. "I see. So you were also
the choice of this experiment?"
Jill reached for a pillow, hugging it as she continued. "Your company
chairman of the board proposed that his drug could overwhelm ours and
could throw our country into chaos. I had become an embarrassment due
to my husbands delight in sharing me to close business deals. It seemed
there were a lot of men who enjoyed underage girls. He had been sharing
me since I was thirteen. There were some films, robbery and a large mess.
"My choosing was a form of redicule for me and a further test of my
husbands loyalty. One year ago I approached by a man. Maurice Stokes.
He used me to make a film, while I lying with your boss during a film
break, Cheryl proposed a plan. It took millions of dollars in the right
place to make sure I was the final choice. Considering my husbands greed
I think she overspent.
"We have a choice. I must remain as I am. Cheryl too."
Jill hugged a pillow. "However, you have a different formula. More
powerful. I don't feel the slightest urge to get my dosage from Mr.
Stokes or my husband. I just feel this irresistable urge to have
sex with you...all the time."
I knew it would sound stupid. "I'm sorry."
Jill blinked at me. "How sweet. You don't know the feeling I had
when I had to service several men to get my dosage."
I could feel a slight twinge start again. Knowing I could have her
when I pleased was very intoxicating, but I fought the feeling. I had
to know more. "Jill, go on. Tell me what you know."
Jill looked down and grinned at the lurch in my crotch. "Of course.
Kal, I think one more dose would be just fine."
Damn her. "No. Obey my last command...now."
The effect was immediate. "Maurice Stokes will start in Japan and
then Europe where sexual morales are not dictated by a few individuals.
Finally here. Knowing the nature of most men, it shouldn't be hard to
think how many will help in turning the females of the world into their
little sextoys."
I thought for a second. "Jill, what would happen if a woman didn't
get her dose of drugged jism?"
Jill tilted her head. "Oh no. It's not just that. The initial state
of obedience can be altered by the dosage taken by the male. But not
get my dose? Oh...how awful. I don't want to be cringing in a corner
like a babbling idiot. Promise me you'll ween me from you and onto a
new master first....PLEASE!"
Whoa! I didn't mean to get her shook up. "Jill, be quiet. No one
is gonna ween you from one master to the next...ever. I already have
a good idea what I have to do. Question, do you care if I have more
females under my control or whatever?"
Jill answered quickly. "Oh no. It is expected. You are men after
all. Besides, you freed me."
"To be my sex slave." I countered.
"A good master is better then an evil one. I don't think you'll
share me with too many of your friends." I saw a look of worship on
her face. She really was mine alright.
"Share you? With my friends?"
"Master, I would go through your friends, family female or male, any
age, any time and anyplace just to be fucked by you again."
Sunavabitch! I had plan forming. She would help me, but first things
first. "Jill, did you call me Master after I told you not to?"
Her eyes widened. "Yes...Kal."
I smirked. "Standard Punishment. Your override is cancelled."
Jill crawled the small distance and leaned over my lap. She pulled
up the shirt bottom so that her bare ass was exposed. Finally she arched
her body so that butt was sticking up in the air. Damn she was small!
"No. Now your standard punishment will be to simply suck me off as
you apologize."
Her voice was high pitched as she slid between my legs to her knees.
"Then I get my dose right away? Oh thank you, Master. I mean Kal."
I threw my head back as her hand circled my organ and started pumping
me gently before she lowered her head.
I smiled, looking down at her. Gripping her hair and pulling her
head back, we locked eyes. "Oh no. Mrs Nakamura. Thank You."
There would be plenty of time to make plans. Right now, I had to
reward my loyal loveslave. I wondered. Would she be the first of many?
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Chapter Seven-Knight Takes White Queen
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There were many ideas that went through my head that night. Of course
it didn't hurt that I was woken up twice by Jill sucking me off. In the
morning I had explain her actions. It was interesting to learn that this
was also part of her preprogrammed behavior. Upon waking, she would have
an irresistable urge to suck off her master.
Of course, that would be me.
I was woken by her at six in the morning. She already had fixed me
a breakfast of tuna and rice. I made a note to make sure she learned
how to make american dishes. American dishes turned my thoughts to my
boss. I had several thoughts of how to make her suck my cock but the
answer was so simple, it almost escaped me.
I was so smug with myself, that I didn't even notice that Jill was
only helping me dress. I frowned at her. "Look. I'm kinda new to this
arrangement. I'm used to living by myself and um."
Jill padded quietly to me. "Is it your wish that I leave? I will,
but please..." The little woman dropped to her knees and clasped her
hands. "Please can we make a schedule? I...I can come over and just
relief you in the mornings and maybe at nights or..."
I reached down, picked up the little woman. So that she was standing.
Damn she was cute as a button. "No no no. Only if that's what you wish
to do. Look I told you. You are free to leave whenever you please. I'll
supply whatever you need as you need it. But we are both forced into what
my father would call...a situation. Both Stokes are playing an elaborate
chess game with peoples lives. You have been nothing more then a pawn all
of your life. Right now, I'm a little more then a pawn. That is going
to change.
"Look, Jill...Rei. I'm not Maurice Stokes and if I act like him, you
want you to slap me back to reality. I'm Kal Watson and I'm taking control
of this situation. I don't know how it is in Japan, but in this here
country, you call your shots and make your own deals and..." I smiled
at my tiny honey. "If you ain't cheatin' you ain't trying."
Her giggle filled the air. "Well then. I choose you to be my master.
I know I was forced on you, but as your...number one, I think I can do
a whole lot worse. Now then Master. I only have the same clothes from
yesterday Master."
I squinted my eyes. Jill wasn't dumb. She was up to something. I
had to remember that she would always have a subservient streak and would
probably never think to tell me what to do. "Jill, kneel."
The little girl obeyed instantly. She looked up at me waiting for
my next command. "Yes, Master?"
I started unbuckling my belt. "Jill, you've been calling me Master
when I ordered you to call me Kal. If you gotta say something, then
just call me Sir. I prefer Kal."
Jill lowered her head. "Yes sir."
I unzipped and saw her nipples harden through the pajama top. Geez
this little honey clicked on fast. "You've been calling me Master, so
you would get your new standard punishment"
"Yes sir. The idea of getting fed without punishment is extremely
enticing. The extra doses will be extend the time between feedings. As
it is now, I could go a few days and still be okay, but the urge is still
there. May I continue my apology?"
How many men want to start to their day off with a little head from
some cutie pie? Okay I was hypocrite, but wouldn't you want your girl
or wife to apologize to you with your cock in her mouth? A dark side
of my personality, but I found I was getting more and more used to it.
I could already feel my nuts brimming over. I tried to pull her
head up but Jill wouldn't stop bobbing her head. "Jill...stop...NOW!"
My little slave stopped as if she were frozen. I gently tilted her
head back. "Look up here, honey." Once again, she obeyed, almost making
me cum on the spot. It was a lusting sexual sight, her eyes opened wide
in adoration, half of my huge prick still in her mouth, stretching her
lips wide till they were shined.
"Jill, you can slap me, if I ever misuse you."
"Wes Masah, waheber u wiss. Cun uh hinish ow?"
"Yes, Jill it is my wish. You can finish now." Hmmm, I wondered if
she was trying to get another chance to apologize, but at this moment
with my dick sliding in and out of her mouth, it suddenly became the
last thing on my mind. Her constant squeezing of my nuts, and her
well trained mouth chased any other thoughts out of my mind. I grunted
my thanks into her mouth.
Jill choked a bit, took a moment to compose herself and then spoke
with a voice made raspy by all of her cocksucking. "Thank you Master.
May I apologize again?"
I shook my head from side to side. If it were up to Jill, she'd
be happy to suck me off all day. "No, Get dressed." I looked down
at her kneeling form. "Cuz Jill, we have a lot of fish to fry."
***
I entered work with Jill following right behind me. None of the office
personnel was due in till eight which left me an hour to carry out my own
plan. I did notice that there were a few cars in the parking lot. Two
of the cars did concern me. Both were parked in reserve stalls. Good.
This way I knew where everyone was except for Maurice.
Sue's office was closed but I could peek in and see her at her computer.
It struck me that it was at the opposite end of the hallway. But it made
sense that Cheryl would put her worst enemy as far away from her as humanly
possible.
I sauntered into her Cheryl office. The woman was working hard herself.
She raised her head and met me with a sneer. "Watson? You're not due here
till eight o clock. Get out of my office, I'm busy."
In response, I grabbed a pillow from her couch. "Jill, sit on the edge
of Cheryl's desk."
Her startling blue eyes widen in anger. "Watson? What do you mean by
this? Look..."
I raised a hand, walking to the side of her desk. Throwing the pillow
in front of me, I put my hands on my hips and cleared my throat.
"Cheryl, how about a blowjob?"
I could see the woman seem to fight it for a second. But just as I knew
she would, Stokes flicked off her computer screen, stood in front of me and
then dropped to her knees. She reached for her purse, but Jill had already
beaten her to it. She was holding out the red lipstick that my boss had no
choice but to take.
She applied the lipstick while eyeing my growing cockbulge. I have seen
few things as slutty as a woman on her knees, putting on lipstick in lurid
anticipation of sucking cock.
Her eyes found mine as she reached up for my belt. "Did you get the
discs?"
In response, I reached in my pocket and pulled a quarter out. I stroked
her soft hair and replied. "How much do you charge for a good fuck?"
My boss stop moving and blushed. "Twenty five cents."
I watched her free my member and once again her eyes went wide. She
turned away and then slowly turned back. It never fails to give me a charge
when the chicks do that. It doesn't matter whether they've seen me before,
the sheer size of my penis just give them the shakes. "Shit, Watson. You
are BIG!"
Something I've heard before. I continued with my mini interview. I
mean after she had been such a bitch to me, it was nice to make her fume
for a change. "Does that include your ass as well?"
I could see her face turn even redder. "No. But once you have bonded
me, you know I won't refuse you. My asshole will be yours, just try and
be a little gentle. MMmmPH!"
I pushed forward and immediately felt the silky wetness of her warm mouth
trying to engulf my cockhead. I popped past her teeth and immediately her
tounge tried to move around to lave my meat as she hummed away.
I put my hand on her head to set the pace, but she slapped it away. Hmm,
not good. I took a step back and watched her lunge for my prick. I made
sure to make it difficult for her until she held still. I advanced a step
forward and stood there.
In resignation, she reached out, grabbed my wrist and placed it on her
head. Now that she understood, I stepped back up to the plate and let
my boss eat my meat for her breakfast. I really didn't set the pace, but
a man likes to hold his cocksucker in place sometimes and Cheryls bitch
bun was perfect.
Yeah, I could my nuts tightening already as her head traveled back and
forth taking in more and more cock. She finally stopped having engulfed
six inches of my sceptre and wrapped her hand around the rest.
Look, when you have the proverbial ten incher, you don't try and force
women to take more cock then they could handle. Be content to let them
jack what they can't suck. Cheryl sure did just that. There was spit
and precum that mixed into a froth at her steady churning. It leaked
down onto her business suit, but she didn't care. The woman just kept
bobbing her head back and forth, up and down repeatedly.
Something else my boss learned was how to keep your eyes open during
a skull session. I already explained how much I liked a womans eyes and
when they were as large as Cheryl's I loved them. I loved the way her
eyes would widen and they way she would snort on the downstroke as she
kept sucking me off.
Jill's voice broke my reverie. "Do it Kal. Cum in your bosses mouth.
C'mon gai-jin, get it in there and sperm her brains. C'mon Kal, she really
wants it."
I looked at my boss, I was ready to blow and was trying to hold off.
"Is that true, Cheryl? You want me to cum in your mouth?"
Her brunette hair was becoming frayed as a few strands freed themselves
from her bitches bun. Man, I just love it when a woman talks with her
mouth full. "Wes, Pweeze cum en ma mout! Pweeze! MMmph! <CHoke!)"
Now I was being rougher. Like any man when my orgasm approaches, you
better get ready and hold on. Now I just palmed her skull as if it were a
coconut and moved her head back and forth. Breaking my rule, I suddenly
didn't care whether she choked or not and she was definitely choking.
"Get ready, boss!"
"ULMPH, <SUCK> No...please...<CHOKE!> ULMPH, <SUCK> ULMP!!"
"DAMN YOU'RE GOOD! KEEP SUCKING BOSS! KEEP ON SUCKING!"
"<SUCK> ULMPULMPH, <SUCK> ULMP No...please... not ready <CHOKE CHOKE!>!
"DAMN IT CHERYL, DAMN IT, THEN GET READY!"
I watched Cheryl raise her eyebrows. "ULMPH?"
"AARRRRGGHH! TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL!"
The Fem did as I told her. I could feel my fat dick in her mouth get
even fatter and then explode! I held her head still as I sent wave after
wave of jism into her mouth, forcing her to take every last spurt. Her
mouth filled to overflowing and jizz leaked out of both sides of her red
lipticked mouth, staining her blouse. It seemed my boss loved the taste
of my creme and kept milking me so that I had to force her head up by her
ever present bitches bun. I let go for an instant and Cheryl immediately
went right back down for more.
It was a blowjob like I'd never had before. My newest sex slave just
couldn't seem to get enough! I watched the slinky dynamo kiss, lick and
suck my cock like it was the giver of life's nectar. Once again, I had
to pull the sexy older woman from my deflating schlong by her soft, thick
brown hair.
It was something to watch as I stepped back leaving my boss still on
her knees. She shivered for a second, her teeth even chattered. She
blushed furiously for a second before trying to speak.
"Kal...how...how could you?"
I frowned. "You don't want to ask questions. You want to suck me
hard so I can fuck you."
The president of Waddapole Industries shook her head for only a
second. "Yes...yes as a matter of fact I think I do." She stood for
a second and wiped away the few papers on her desk.
"Lean here against my desk. I'm finally going to enjoy this one."
My boss studied my sticky organ, fingering me like I was a sausage.
I studied her as her large blue eyes struck me to the core. Perfectly
manicured, pampered hands massaged my length, pumping blood into what
had been a sticky overused organ.
No matter. I had seen this before. When a woman has an unusual beauty,
she can inspire men. Make ordinary men studs and a guy who like me, just
plain lucky to have the proverbial ten-incher and the youth and stamina to
recover; she'll turn into a satyr. I felt refreshed and vital.
After only a minute of wide-eyed cocksucking, I was standing strong and
firm with a familiar throb that meant Cheryl could easily coax another
load of my drugged sperm into her talented mouth. With a little difficulty
I lifted her bobbing head and gently tugged her upward.
Taking a moment to enjoy her mature beauty, I issued my next command.
"Turn around and lean over your desk Cheryl. I'm about to set you free."
My high powered boss nodded meekly. "Yes Kal. Whatever you say."
Mmmm, Yeah. The blue skirt was a little tight and wouldn't lift easily
but Jill found two buttons and a zipper so I had my boss leaned over my
desk with her skirt bunched at her feet. Only her black thong remained
as her last line of defense.
I gripped the thin material and pulled, destroying the flimsy fabric.
With nothing between her sweet cheeks and my pulsing member, I moved
forward, put one hand on her shoulder and reached down to feel her silky
sex. I was shocked as a drop of pussy juice literally splattered against
my knuckle.
"Geezus Cheryl, you're dripping."
The Fem moved her ass slightly from side to side, delicately buffing
my prickhead with her soft ass skin. "Side effect. I'll be dripping
pretty much all day thanks to you. Now hurry....please. Fuck me and
set me free. UHNPH!"
At last word I thrust forward into her small channel, popped through
her small opening and lodged about a third of the way in. Her head
shot straight up and she let out an "uhnph" sound. A pretty feminine
sounding grunt.
It doesn't matter how many times you do it. The feeling of entering
a smooth slick pussy is an indescribable pleasure. Thanks to my oversized
member, her well fucked cunt was plenty tight, but this woman had strong
cuntal walls that massaged my meat as I rested for a second before I
withdrew slightly and thrust forward again with a grind.
I gripped her tender flank, noticing the slight bruise marks of the
men who had been there before me. Despite her continued rough handling,
her skin was soft and tender. Almost as tender as her succulent nookie.
Cheryl tried to talk, but it came out as more of a whimper punctuated
with a rythmic female grunt.
"Kal...uhnf! Easy...Kal, easy...unhph! Slower...uhnf! Oh gawd! UhnF"
Having cum so many times in the last twenty four hours, I knew it would
be a while till I freed Cheryl. As I pumped her steadily from behind, I
admired the tension of her flexing flanks, I watched her hair bun steadily
disolve into a frayed mess. I saw her hands clinch and unclinch as I
would "bottom out" in her. Hearing her high pitched whine of pain, I
stepped back a bit. I didn't want to damage her, just stuff her to my
hearts content. I thrusted harder and harder, working to catch my breath.
My personal sex slave and the on demand blowjob had taken off any edge
I might've had. Droplets of my sweat stained her ass as I continued to
screw my boss. I felt her shudder underneath me, mumbling without words
and I knew she had climaxed. Dammit, that orgasm thing works both ways.
Knowing I'd just brought her off caused a swelling in my nuts. I closed
my eyes but the sound of whimpers and unintelligible banter was forcing
me to come against my will. Opening my eyes, the sight of my boss being
lifted onto her toes again and again finished me off.
Holding her soft ass against my flanks, I buried myself inside of her
unloading my tainted semen point blank into her body. Three more times
I unloaded in this way, an explosion balls deep, releasing her silken
sides for a second and then drawing her back and exploding again. Just
before I collasped on top of her, I noticed that my rough handling had
left fresh bruises along others.
Cheryl let me stay there, my large body covering her slender form. I
looked at Jill who had been watching the whole time. She was simply
sitting in Cheryl chair with her legs crossed. Her breathing was labored
and she had a 'take me' look in her eyes. Her voice was a little uneven.
"Kal, Let her up, you're crushing her."
"Huh?" My mind was still in post orgasmic haze.
"You're crushing her." Jill repeated. "She won't ask you to move or
unlodge yourself until you're ready, If I know Maurice correctly."
I raised up and with a slight grind I dismounted Cheryl Stokes. I stood
back on shaky legs, my pants still around my ankles. My boss remained in
her submissive position for a second before turning around and sinking to
her knees. Without hesitation, she began cleaning my semi-erect member.
The old programming was stilll in effect. I did entertain the thought
of sodomizing her as well, but shook off the aggressive effects of the
drug. "Cheryl...stop. Stop licking me now."
A hard sight to take. My schlong still partially erect due to her oral
ministrations bobbing up and down slightly inches from her face. Gathering
my strength I took a step back and raised my pants.
"Cheryl. With exception to me. You are free."
A simple command but with enormous implications. Cheryl shivered again
and teetered to the side. Slowly yet steadily, she raised herself up and
smoothed her skirt. Lipstick smeared, hair frayed, her blouse wrinkled
and dishelved, my fem boss looked at me solemnly.
"Thank you, Kal. I...I"
Cheryl took that time to break down and cry. I couldn't blame her.
Yeah it's hardon killer (for me). But what if you had to be gangbanged
everyday just to survive and suddenly, one good fuck and you're free?
Sure, she was still in my control, but just one good person, one good
man was what she had counted on. Now that she was free, I wondered
what the hell she would do. I know what I would do.
Revenge.
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Chapter Eight-Knight takes Black Queen
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Cheryl once again sat in her huge executive chair. Jill and I were
seated at the bar. The boss was pissed.
I rolled my eyes. "Cheryl why are you so mad at me?"
"Did you have to order me to eat out her snatch." She spat.
One of thing I discussed with slave number one were her wishes. Jill
said she didn't like the way Cheryl had forced her to suck me off. Quite
an interesting thought when you considered it was the moment I freed her
too. Still, I wanted to make sure that Cheryl was under my control where
I could watch her mischief and I also wanted to establish the pecking
order. I knew I could trust Sue, but the freed Ms. Stokes is another
matter entirely.
"Look, I left you in charge."
"You made yourself vice president and Jill a director."
"Hmmm, I see. Where you going tonight?"
That stopped her in her tracks. She knew that tonight, like every night
she was going to gangbanged and probably filmed doing it. All to provide
entertainment and wealth for her husband. Now her mind was clear except
for a weaker hunger for the man seated in front of her.
My boss lowered her head. "Never mind. I have other things on my
mind."
Jill grinned. "I bet. Does it involve revenge?"
Cheryl glided from behind her desk and sat on the edge in front of
us. "Yes. Will you help me Kal? Besides the money, you have a great
responsibility ahead of you."
I wasn't sure what to expect, but I was along for the ride and wasn't
about to stop now. "Cheryl, lets get this straight. You got big brains,
training, education and class. You are in charge of this operation, Jill
and I work for you. I don't want the headache of trying to run this
corporate monster, I just want the fringe benefits."
The fem looked at me and then at Jill who simply nodded. She clapped
her hands together. "Mr. Watson, it's a deal. Now then, first thing we
have to do is knock out my husbands eyes and ears."
I nodded. "Sue Chu?"
Cheryl moved to the bar. "Yes. She doesn't have the base instructions
that I have. Her programming is based more on her worship of Maurice then
just to be an absolute tramp. You will have to forcibly administer the
dosage."
I squinted my eyes. "You mean I have to rape her."
Cheryl brought a tray with a drink in it. Then stood in front of me.
I rose to make sure I could look her in the eyes. Her response was blunt.
"Yes. You have to do it to her, the same way for quickest maximum
effect. Look, you want fringe benefits you must earn them. These are
big stakes here. You have a dark side. Let it out and control it. It
will be easier due to the drug. I know. It turns up your aggressivness
level. You did before with Jill, you took a woman without her full
consent in front of a room full of men. You can give in, Kal You must
do this."
Big stakes all right. Still to take a woman against her will is wrong.
"Couldn't we just inject her or something."
My boss wouldn't have it. "Look, Sue was his assistant when he stumbled
onto someone else's work. She helped him develop it and sold out every
woman on the planet in process. That...that woman helped Maurice turn
me into the greatest race traitor on"
A mature pretty woman turns beautiful when mad and she had my undivided
attention. Cheryl was pushing every button I had. "You have to do for
the way she treated you. Do it for the way she treated me. You...you
have NO idea the degradation she put me through! That woman is going to
pay and You are going to be the one to help me . Damn Watson, you are
the only one who can do it...or maybe you are on his side and want every
girl and woman turned into a sex slave for every male in sight."
A moment of thought. I have a mother and three sisters. The girls
are just in junior high. My mom loves her independence. Did I want
them to end someone's sex slave? Maybe female cousins as well?
A moment of thought. Every man knows he can impose his will on the
female of his choice. The rules of civilization protect women, but if
I could do this and know that when I'm done, she'll be a worshipping love
slave and I'll have protected all other women. I began to waver.
Jill had the final convincing arguement. "Kal, do it and you keep free
every woman in the world. Do it for them. Do it for me."
The tiny asian girl finished the argument. I would do it for her so
that she could have a choice in life. Jill and every other woman in the
world. I stood watching a very impatient boss fume a bit.
I sighed. "When do I begin?"
Stokes as usual was getting a little miffed. A dark part of me knew
I could teach her a lesson at my whim. She placed her hands on her hips
and let a small smile appear on her face. "Now would be a good time."
My Fem slave boss wanted her revenge. I breathed deeply as I started
to become her instrument for a reckoning a long time coming.
"Yes Ma'am. As you wish."
Cheryl turned her lean form and glided to her desk. Sitting down
and leaning back. In full control now. More control then she had
seen for at least three years.
"Kal, she has the last office at the end of the hallway. Sue should
be there now. Ring my desk when your done. Extension 99." She turned
to Jill who was looking at her from the side her eyes. "Ms. Nakamura,
I need to speak to you."
"Yes Cheryl." I left them alone and slipped out of the door and began
my walk down the hallway. Still empty except for a single girl about
eighteen wearing pigtails. Silly, dismiss it. I had other things to
think about. Other things to do.
I felt almost like another person as I did what no man should ever do.
Let the dark side out. I was going to impose my strength and power to
force a female to do what she didn't want to do. I remembered how she
humilated me from the first time we met. How she shook her her wedding
ring, calling me a worm. With nothing but a mean thought I stalked my
way to her office.
Crude, terrible thoughts seemed to come easier then I thought. I
thought of how she had me on my knees practically beggin to eat her
pussy and how she immediately schmoozed her way out and tried to show
me as a fool. That slut. That cockteasing little slut. I have a
pretty good idea she won't think me such a fool with my big cock up
her skinny ass. I have the magic juice and just the big motherfuckin'
dick to deliver it.
Creeping open the door that didn't squeak, I noticed how her desk was
facing toward the window, her back to the door. Well if you didn't have
much to do except make reports for her master, I suppose you have time to
look out of the window.
I walked over to Chu, unbuckling my belt as I closed the distance
across the room. She looked so calm and peaceful. She didn't even hear
me enter her office. Good. I finished unzipping and could feel myself
hardening at the thought of banging this little honey. Her snotty little
ass wouldn't be so high and mighty after I got through with her. Yeah,
it was here now, that same dark feeling when I took Jill. The exerting
of my will.
That bitch. Shake her ring at me. Throwaway. Who the hell did she
think she was? She won't look so regal with my fuckin' rod down her
throat. Rape? Fuck yeah. I'll take her and Cheryl and pull me a little
threeway. This was gonna be good. Real Good.
When I closed and locked the door, she turned and her eyes widened
in horror. "YOU? What do want..." Her eyes dropped down to my fat
ten incher and her mouth went open in shock.
I chuckled this was going to be good. "Sue. I have to tell you.
Cheryl says hello."
Stupid cunt didn't even scream. She was too shocked. I guess having
a giant dick staring at you along with the mention of your worst enemy
will do that for you. She seemed to be frozen in fear as I calmly let
my dick lead me to my victim.
To her credit, she fought a bit. But it was a quick fight. I simply
reached out, grabbed her by the back of her neck and squeezed. She
immediately let out a painful whine. Yep, someone that tiny, just could
not take any pain. I squeezed and lowered her down to her knees. Her
eyes got even bigger when she figured out what I wanted.
I glowered at her from above. "Tell me what you think, Sue. You
said I must have a big one. It is big enough for you now bitch?" When
she didn't answer fast enough I slipped my hand into her hair and pulled.
It seemed to take any remaining fight out of her. I jerked her head
back so she could look me into the eyes. "I SAID TELL ME!"
Her eyes widened as she surveyed my heavy equipment replied in awe.
Her voice was a whisper that trembled with fear. "My Gawd, its...it's
a monster. I'm...I'm not supposed to handle something like that...not
any more...Maurice promised me..." Her eyes looked up at me pleading
already. "Please...it's too big."
"Yeah, it is. It's gonna be fun watching you choke. Now open up
that pretty little mouth of yours."
"Watson...Kal..please if you leave now..." Was she crazy? Little
slut on her knees and she thinks she can tell me what to do? I don't
think so. Besides, it was kinda fun watching her squirm in my grip.
"Shut up Bitch. Don't make me hurt you. Now suck!"
Sue kept turning her head from side to side trying avoid her task.
Sure, like she could stop me. Grabbing my thick rod, I whipped it to
the side of her face, making a thick smacking sound and leaving a red
welt with the outline of my dick on her cheek. She yelped and held
still. A last bit of defiance. "You'll pay for this."
"Then I might as well enjoy myself. Open wide...wider then that or it
won't fit."
Sue felt my grip and did as she was ordered. I squeezed one more time.
"Look Bitch. You know why we are here. Now you gonna do as I tell you or
do I have to get rough?"
I actually felt her tremble. "Rougher? Please...please don't hurt me."
"Get to suckin' and I might think about it."
I saw her shoulders slump a bit and then watched her head move forward.
Gently she kissed the fat head a couple of times before moving my cockhead
into her mouth. Yes! Her lips stretched obscenely as I pressed my
advantage watching my cock poke out her her cheek. I could tell she was
struggling to breathe as her small fists started to hammer against my
thighs. I grabbed her wrist squeezing just slightly so she knew I could
really hurt her and then placed her hand on my shaft. She paused for a
second when she saw that her hand didn't go all the way around the shaft,
then Sue's head starting bobbing back and forth, it seemed that she just
couldn't take anymore then a few inches without choking.
Well too bad. It seemed everytime, her head went forward, I would snap
my hips forward too and she would make a gak sound. I saw her other hand
was simply resting on her own thigh for balance. I knew a better place
then that. "Squeeze my nuts, Sue. It's time to make some Nut Creme."
When she didn't obey right away, I grabbed the back of her neck and refused
to let her come up for air at all by just pressing forward. The stupid
little cocksucker still left three inches outside, but kept her small hand
wrapped around my shaft, all the time masturbating me into her mouth.
"Sue...I said SQUEEZE EM!"
When she started to struggling for air her eyes locked on mine as she
understood. The moment her small hand tried unsuccessfully to hold my nut
sack, I withdrew for only a moment, leaving her panting and gulping for air
in huge gulps. As she squeezed, my fat ten incher would pulse in front of
her face. I gathered up her thick black mane in my fist. Jerked her head
back so that she had no where to look but right at me. As when we made eye
contact, I nodded once, and pulled her head back to the forced blowjob.
Back and forth, back and forth her head traveled. I felt the surge
coming and she must've felt it too as she turned her dicksucking up a
notch. Now there was no holding back. She would suck, her head bobbing
up and down, while jacking me off with a firm, steady stroke. I grunted
once. I could deny this little beauty no longer and I unloaded, blasting
my first shot thick jism right in her brain.
I could feel her stiffen and try to pull away so that she could spit
out my offering. Damn she is strong for someone so small, so I forced
her head to hold still while I finished unloading. She did manage to move
her head back a bit, but she still had too much dick in her mouth to
anything but swallow.
I looked at the snotty little bitch. Yeah she didn't seem so high and
mighty now. She just remained on her knees as I grabbed her almost limp
wrist and made her milk the remainder into her mouth. I could see where
some had overflowed and leaked from the side of her mouth and was easing
toward her chin. I was going to make her clean it up, but thought it looked
sexier on her face.
I looked at Sue who had a glassy look in her eyes, she seemed not to
be in the room with me. She trembled a bit, and then her nipples seemed
to go from flattened and soft to rockhard cherries in one second flat! Sue
looked as if she had been standing inside of a meat freezer. Her breathing
was decidely deeper and the vacant look in her eyes were replaced by
confusion as her hormones battled with her brain. She looked up at me with
jism still on her chin. "Y..you forced me to give you ...."
"...a slutty ballsqueezing blowjob?"
"Yes, gawdamn you. and I'm going to.... going to..."
"What is it, Sue? What are you going to do?"
Sue couldn't seem to focus her thoughts anymore, but I could see where
she was focusing her eyes. Right on the Bossfucker. The little honey
coughed once and a little blurp of sperm came up. "<Cough!>I'm going to
the police."
SHIT! What was that she said...make a suggestion, reroute patterns,
some mumbo jumbo. It was so hard to think. Maybe I should get the
hell out. An image of Jill. My head cleared a bit as I struggled to
remember what she said. Something about... Suggestion... It hit like
a bolt of lightning. Of course! I stroked her hair now. I felt calmer
much calmer after the storm.
"No Sue, you want to stay on your knees, don't you?"
Sue shook her head lightly and frowned a little. "I want to stay here
on my knees?"
Eh? "Yes, Sue, you want to stay on your knees and suck me hard."
Sue looked up at me and the look wasn't fear or anger. It was pure
worship. "Yes, I want to stay here and suck you hard again." Her hand
reached out and grasped my member, immediately it started to harden under
her gentle touch.
Was it really working? I had to test her more. "Sue, use your left
hand. I want to see your wedding ring while you service me...and you
love to service me...don't you?"
The little oriental didn't hesitate. "OooOh Yes! Does this feel better
when I use my wedding ring hand, Kal?"
"Sue, if you want to be my little slut, shouldn't you be calling me, Sir?"
"Yes sir. I WANT to be your little slut, sir. Can I please suck you
now, sir? Please? Can I? Can I, huh?"
I noticed the whole time since she hit her knees, she was leaning forward
and her small tounge was constantly licking her lips as if she could not
wait to start choking on my rod. I nodded once and unlike before, she did
not hesitate. Sue kissed my fat cockhead, twice, both slowly and lovingly.
The little oriental woman actually moaned as her small mouth accommendated
my schlong. Her head bobbed back and forth, up and down, while her tiny
tounge worked overtime.
Before I had to force her blow my horn, now she was on her knees, one
small hand wrapped around my phallus, her other hand was trying to knead
my nuts, but of course there was too much sack for her to handle. Thats
okay, I appreciated her effort. In fact her enthusiam was slowly, but
surely breaking my will. She was humming and moaning the entire time she
was sucking me off. I decided I better move to phase two.
"Sue? I need you to stand up for me."
The little blowjob artist wouldn't stop sucking me. She shook her head
back and forth while trying to talk with a mouth full of dick. "Whu <suck>
I dun wana shtop shuckin yu dic, shir."
Hell, I didn't want her to stop sucking my dick. But I had to move to
nail this little bitch at least once in case the stuff wore off. "Sue,
I said stand up."
It was amazing. Sue stood up but remained leaned over with my dick
planted securely in her mouth. I ended up grabbing her hair and then
forced her mouth from my penis. She lunged back down, dropping to her
knees twice so she could get back at her prize. I finally grabbed the
little Chinese honey by her shoulders and lifted her to her feet, I
shook her by the shoulders twice, she giggled the whole time.
"<hee hee>What is it sir? Wasn't I doing a good enough job? I can do
better. Please, Please let me suck you, I have to finish drinking your
creme."
"No, Sue I want you to strip for me."
"Yes sir! Right away, sir." It was amazing. A few minutes before, she
was ready to call the police on me. Now Sue went to her desk and pushed
me a chair so I would be comfortable. How thoughtful. I would have to
fuck her extra hard to thank her. She peeled off her silk blouse exposing
a set of tiny tits with surprisingly fat nipples. Next her skirt was
unsnapped, and she shimmied once so that it slid along her supple thighs
to the floor.
"Stop Sue."
Immediately my little love doll stopped all movement. "Yes sir?"
"Back on your knees and crawl to me. I want to take your panties off
myself."
"Oh yes sir. Thank you for letting me please you." With that, Sue
dropped to all fours, and crawled slowly to where I was leaning. The
tiny honey stopped when she got to to my feet and without any further
instruction, literally began climbing up my body. I loved the way she
gripped my hips and slid along my naked groin. She stopped and wedged
my dick between her small tit valley and slid bac and forth giving me
an-unasked-for titty fuck. Geez her skin was so smooth, so soft and the
girl so willing. I could feel my dick throbbing with every feel of her
nipples in my crotch. Not being able to wait any longer, I gripped her
by the shoulders and looked down at her.
Sue's eyes looked dreamy as she gazed up at me. The way her head was
tilted back, the way her lips parted told me what she wanted. I leaned
down, frenching her mouth, loving the way our tounges dueled. Enough!
This little honey was threatening to bring me off in my second ever
premature ejaculation. Not this time!
I shook her once just to see her eyes open wide and her hair flying.
I gripped her arm and turned her toward her desk. "Lean over your desk."
"Yes sir."
I heard a startled "OH!" as I ripped her panties off. Damn her ass
was tiny! "Spread your legs."
"Yes sir! Right away sir." It was my turn to have wide eyes as her
pussy literally dripped small drops of juice onto the carpet. Yep, she
was more then ready. I placed my cockhead into her wet wedge and pushed.
I heard a loud squeal as she was lifted off of the carpet onto her tip
toes. Dammit!
"Sir, your dick is too big to fit into me. Do you want me suck you
instead? I know I can get another girl for you to fuck."
"No, just try and relax dammit. You are so tight, doesn't your Maurice
ever screw you, Sue?"
The now willing little oriental giggled. "Sure, every nite. About five
minutes. Do you want me to stop screwing him? I will. For you."
I thrust forward HARD! Sue let out a yelp, bit didn't back away. Nope,
that sexy little loveslave seemed to steel herself and then actually began
to hunch backwards a bit. Dangerous for someone as small as she is and as
large as I am. Pure pleasure for me, for her, it's gotta hurt.
Or at least that's what I thought.
"UHNF! Fuck me harder, sir. I can take it."
"We'll see about that!" I thrusted up hard wedging more meat into her
silky slot. Damn she was addictive. Her tiny cunt seemed to be sending
ripples to make my dick making me slide what I could in and out of her
at a faster pace then I wanted.
"OHHHhh! thank you sir for giving me more dick." Gawdamn Maurice,
He sure trained them well. I began to to fuck her harder enjoying
the little peeps of joy she gave when her head bobbed up.
Now it was a constant high toned "EEP!" from her silky form every
time I buried more and more of myself with every pump of her delicate
nookie. I loved the way her back muscles bunched as she twisted and
turned as I screwed her lights out. Several times I would see her
shudder, collaspe just a bit and then beg me to fuck her some more.
By now she was hammering the desk with her fists as I was giving her
all ten inches at a time, withdrawing almost completely before pumping
sweet behind again and again. I may not have liked her before, but no
matter what, Susan Chu was one good lay and I was sure I'd have to fuck
her often.
Her sexual talents didn't keep me from giving her more orders. I had
already nailed Jill and Cheryl twice and cumming six times was a bit much
even for a stud like me. I took a step back and withdrew, but my newest
sex slave surprised me by remaining leaned over, grabbing her small ass
and spreading her cheeks for me.
Her ass spread and ready, Sue's shaky voice showed no sign of reluctance.
The formula was in full effect as Sue Chu, second in command to Cheryl,
leaned over her desk and ready to be ass fucked urged me on.
"C'mon Sir, I'm ready now. Please honor me by fucking my ass."
Unreal! Most woman wonder if they handle me at all and Sue was
acting like she just could not wait. I rubbed her smooth butt a bit
just to enjoy the feel. "Are you sure, Sue? It's going to hurt."
I wondered briefly about joining a man who could train a woman so
completely. Sue didn't just wait for my command, she anticipated my
needs and then begged to fulfill them. I placed my fat cock against
her wink. She shook a bit more considering how much meat was going
to be eased into her ass, then whined some more. "Pleeeeeze, Sir, oh
Please! Please! Please! I don't care if hurts me as long as you feel
good, sir. Please, sir, my ass needs to be filled...PLEASE!"
I gave just gentlest of pushes evoking a gurgling sound from newest
slave and then taunted her just a bit. "Damn Sue, you didn't have to beg."
Then I kept easing my dick, slickened from her own spit and peach juice,
into her tiny ass. I started a slow, see sawing motion, just a bit at
a time working my hips from side to side as I wedged my fatty into her
backdoor, more and more. I planted half of my shaft and stopped to give
her a chance to get used having my fat shaft up her ass.
I shouldn't have given it a second thought. Sue was working her ass
back and forth, side to side, helping me to give her more meat then she
could handle. In spite of my changed attitude, my newer, rougher self;
I checked on her well being.
I placed one hand on each side of her ass, Damn she was smooth, she
was just so smooth. "You okay Sue?"
"No sir, You are much larger then any of former Masters. It hurts, but
I must be trained properly to please you so please...Hold me down and fuck
me harder." The little executive moved her silky cheeks a little to help
convince me.
Sunavabitch! It suddenly occured to me that Maurice might not have
been her only master. He must be crazy...A slave this good would be too
good to share. Sue would definitely be a keeper. How many hot, sexy,
beautiful women could I handle? How many could I keep?
"As you wish Sue." I continued my slow breaking of Sue's sweet ass.
I admired the lean cut of her back muscles as they bunched and strained.
Thin, but strong. A perfect sight to complement the feel and power of
taking such a gorgeous woman in such a brutal way. The small woman kept
a steady song whine and whimpers as I gave just her a little more meat
then she could handle.
Sure, I could slam all ten inches of my monster organ right up her ass.
But I knew that a sure steady stroke would serve me better. After all,
I had plenty of time in the future to train her. Plenty of time to train
Cheryl, and Jill too.
Sue whines were getting louder, her head now popping up with every
pump of her ass. "Master, please make me cum...I beg of you Master! Oh
please! Make...ME...CUM!"
A new piece of information or just a well trained alcolyte? I leaned
forward and put one hand on the back of her neck, holding her down just
to be hard. Her head turned to the side and I could see her grimacing
whenever I pumped her ass. Her mouth was saying please please please
softly and quickly, over and over again.
This was going to be over soon, there was no way I could hold back
from the sight and sound and the feel of buttfucking "Damn it Sue! Cum
for me! Cum while I'm breaking your ass!" There was no mistaking a
female shudder. The shudder that comes as a orgasm small or large
washes over them.
That's the way it was with Sue. Her almond eyes widened, her small
mouth opened, letting out quick pants as she worked it out and over her
body that made her shudder. There are few things that will break a man
faster knowing he has made her cum. But knowing that I made her cum by
a giving a command while I was fucking her ass was a new power trip.
The quench of power! The sight of a small woman spit on my large
machine, churning into a shaking quivering slice of honey, the hundreds
of whispered "thank you's" that escaped from Sue Chu brought forth my
best orgasm of the day. The nut tightening pleasure pulse of orgasmic
release. The thirty seconds that seem like an hour, nothing makes you
feel stronger, nothing makes you feel weaker.
Susan Chu, my newest love slave still haunched back against me, still
worked me over, still wrung me out, tightening her ass, making the most
of my hardness. Even as I buckled and softened, she sensed how much
pressure was needed to keep me planted in her ass and still slow grinded
my pleasure. When she stopped, it was exactly the right time to dismount
and collaspe back into her chair.
I only had time to take a few breaths when Sue slowly raised up, her
ass still leaking my warm jism, twisted and slid her silky smooth body
to mine, stopped till her face was inches from mine, softly whispered
"Thank You, Master." slid down my sweaty torso and gently started lapping
my semi-limp member, licking me clean.
A moment for self congratulations, another moment to relax and enjoy
the sweetness of having my schlong cleaned by latest wide-eyed cocksucker.
I leaned over a bit, hitting a switch on her intercom while watching Sue
at her new vocation. "Cheryl, please come to Sue's office. Your slave
is ready for pickup."
I wrapped my hand in Sue's hair, gently setting a new pace. I had
already had more sex in the last two days then I had in the previous
six month. I had acquired three sexy beautiful women as my loyal love
slaves and I wondered.
If I could do that in two days, what could Maurice Stokes do in three
years.
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Chapter Nine-Knight Checks King
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Cheryl and Jill appeared in Sue's office, but not in the manner I expected.
Jill standing maybe 5'2" in thigh high boots was leading Cheryl by a leash.
Jill was dressed in all white, wearing nothing but what looked like an all
white leather bikini. Cheryl was the perfect compliment, dressed in all
black lingerie, a white bra that looked a size too small, black thong
panties and instead of the thigh high boots, wore shiney black heels.
Of course her collar was black was well connected to a gold chain held
by her obvious master.
Cheryl said nothing, but looked pretty pissed off about being led
around as if she were nothing but an animal. Jill however, was bright
and cheery. She tilted her head and grinned. "Um, Sir, it looks like
you've been busy." Her eyes riveted on his newest kneeling slave. Um,
Do you...um...want me to take over?"
I looked down at Sue who had managed to coax another hardon and was
nursing on me as she were a calf starved for milk. I felt strong and
viral as if I could take on all three women right now. But I wanted to
know more about what went on. It was apparent that Jill hand taken her
role as my number one quite seriously and had exerted her will over my
boss.
I nodded, spread my legs and pointed toward my crotch. "I have a
better idea. Why don't you get down here and help out Sue." I looked
down. "Sue, move over and make room, you're gonna have to share."
Sue looked disappointed, but of course agreed. "Yes sir. Of course
sir." My second oriental love slave scooted over a bit and licked one
side of my ten inch banger, waited a second then seemed to coordinate
with Jill who started licking the other side.
I threw my head back and basked in the sweetness of holding my
conversation while my cock was sucked by both women at the same time.
My eyes fluttered open and I saw Cheryl simply standing there as if
she were waiting for orders.
Damn it. I almost got caught up in owning three women and forgot
about the task at hand. I tried to keep an even conversation before
I remembered what absolute control I had over two cocksuckers. I looked
down again. "Jill, Sue, we can continue this at another time. I need
my head clear. Stop." Damn that Sue! I made a mental note to have
her teach Jill and Cheryl how to give superior head.
The two girls remained on their knees while I stood and approached
Cheryl, my big dick leading the way. Cheryl took a deep breath. "Kal,
may I ask a favor?"
I grinned, of course I was in a GREAT mood. "Sure, what is it?"
Cheryl's eyes locked on my bobbing schlong. "Kal, would you cover
yourself? I have this overwhelming urge to drop to my knees and beg
for your sperm. I...I can't think straight."
I agreed. It was becoming overwhelming to me as well. I was already
thinking of leaning each one over Sue's desk and banging each one right
now. "Yeah, sure. Then I want you tell me why Jill is leading you by
a chain."
Before I could reach down and pull up my pants, Jill and Sue quickly
came to my side and began pulling up my pants. This reminded me of still
another order I had to give. "Thanks both of you. But I want you to know
that this is another direct order. First both of you stand by Cheryl."
Immediately both girls scampered by Cheryl and lowered their heads.
"Amazing. This is so intoxicating." I looked and Cheryl, standing tall
and defiant. "Cheryl, why don't you seem as affected as these two?"
Cheryl slinked toward me stopping just inches from and tilted her
head. "I will be. I'm just taller and have more mass, but the effect
will eventually be the same. With Maurice when he programmed all the
other girls to worship him and all other males. He wanted me to be aware
of what he was doing to me and to make him filthy stinking rich. With you
the feeling is purely sexual until you decide to do otherwise with me. At
the snap of your fingers I could fall to my knees and beg you to use me
anyway necessary to gather a few drops of your nectar...er...sperm."
I noticed Jill and Sue started some small bickering. I let it slide
for now. I looked back at Cheryl and noticed how she bit her lip on
choice of words. "Go on, Boss."
A small smile at the slight show of respect. "See, how my thinking
is affected? The effect of my husbands drug is there. The change in
how I think."
"But you still hold out, you held out just a bit."
"That's all it was, just a bit. A few moments of free thought before
the craving would begin and I would head home to find my nightly "gift"
waiting for me. Five men if I was lucky and more...a lot lot more if
he were feeling particularly shitty. He always went first, always
telling me what a slut I was and how much I enjoyed it and then he
would laugh as the next guy leaned me over while I begged for more cock,
PLEASE give me more cock!"
But every night he left me alone, knowing I would scour the city to
find him or wait in the bedroom curled up in a ball waiting for my next
fix of his poison to take more control. But a few minutes of hate is
all I needed to make a recording in a waning moment of strength. Hate
drove me as I made sure every hour I made him richer with MY business,
I took a few minutes to find a way of freedom.
"Hate kept me strong and drives me now. I used you and Jill and anyone
else I needed as tools and god help me, I'd do it again. I'll have my
revenge on Maurice. I'll bring him down, laugh while he crying, pour salt
into his wounds, wear white to his funeral, spit on his dead body and dance
on his grave."
I made a mental note NOT to piss her off. "You'll get your chance. Now
then before we start." I raised my voice. "I want the three of you at
attention and silent."
Jill and Sue stopped their bickering and stood beside Cheryl. A moment
of silence to set the tone. A gentle reminder of who was running the
show. "Sue, you know what has happened to you?"
Sue nodded meekly. "Yes sir. I belonged to Maurice then you convinced
me to belong to you."
I blinked at her description. I had convinced her alright. By forcing
a blowjob and sodomizing her. "What about Maurice Stokes, your lord and
master?"
Sue looked puzzled and shrugged her shoulders. "Sir, You are my lord
and master now. I can regard Maurice as such if you wish, but my one
thought is to be make you happy so you will bless me again."
I tried hard to concentrate on gaining information and not ordering her
to give me oral sex. "Sue, if you were with two masters, say Maurice and
myself and we both gave the same order at the same, who would you obey?"
Sue licked lips and deliberately stared at my crotch before trying to
hypnotize me with her eyes. "A simple question sir. I would obey you
of course. A lower master orders must be secondary to YOUR wishes. Why
do you test me, sir? I've already been trained in ALL aspects of pleasing
my master. Not like her." She pointed to Cheryl as she spoke.
Stunning. I didn't want to think about the brain rewiring that was
going on in her head. But it was enough to know that she would obey
me if push comes to shove. Cheryl wanted to speak, I could see it in
her eyes. I held up my hand to her and turned back to Sue.
"Sue what are Maurice Stokes plans?"
"World domination through subjugation of all females. Quick and
to the point.
Alright points for ambition, he could've kept this quiet but he
had a mistake in his sexual torture of his wife. "How?"
"May I have permission to speak freely, sir?"
Her voice was so sweet and meek. I smiled slightly. "Always, speak
freely." I looked over at Cheryl and Jill. "You two as well, it's
time to gather information. So find a whatever and relax. Jill, do
not tell Cheryl to eat your pussy until I say so."
Cheryl rolled her eyes but Jill grinned unabashedly as the two sat
on Sue's desk. "Go on Sue."
"Thank you, sir. Maurices vision is to free all men and reverse the
natural order of things. Since the beginning of time you guys wanted
our beauty and on a baser level, you guys just plain want pussy. You
want it all the time, you think about it all the time, combine it with
the right combination of natural attributes and you will work for us,
die first and leave us all your money simply because no man can control
biology. You think with your dicks and always will."
"Until now."
Sue smiled as she spilled the beans completely. "Yes, Until now.
Now men can be free to be great without wondering whether they'll get
laid or if their wife will get fat or jealous or anything. Men can
be great and women can be thankful to serve the true provider of life."
Susan actually shivered. "Mmmm, the sperm of a master! Nothing can
come close to pleasing my master and recieving my reward. The greater
the trial you put me through, the happier I will be because I know it
pleases you." Sue fell to her knees and started nuzzling my crotch.
"Allow me satisfy you, sir...please!"
I palmed her head for a second and tilted it back. "You'll get more
then enough chances. But stand up first." Sue took the opportunity to
keep up a constant rubbing of my ass she stood as close to me as she
could and tilted her head back, asian eyes wide open, her lips slightly
parted. I gently held her chin. "But you must prove yourself. For now,
you are number three. It will please me if you obey them."
"yes master." I am eager to prove myself everyday. May I offer you
the use of my body to convince you further."
My mind screamed yes, but I knew I had to find out more. I suddenly
had an inkling of the power a woman feels. Of course they can get just
about any guy to screw them, but what is a man's true intentions? That
is something only found out in time and waiting. "Your offer may be
inadequate. Maurice Stokes was your former boss, are you willing to
betray him, convince me of your worthiness and recieve your reward?"
Sue literally shook her tiny form and gave small hops. "OOooOOhh,
Yes SIR! Please give me a chance...please."
A self satisfying smirk. "Very well Sue, you'll get your chance.
Take us to Maurice Stokes. Take us there NOW!"
Sue lowered her head. "I live to obey."
I patted her head. I couldn't wait to see what Maurice had set up
for himself, I just knew it was going to be good!
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Chapter Ten-Knight's Gambits
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It was an interesting sight watching Sue change into her outfit so
that she matched Cheryl and Jill. The same slightly bra and thong combo
with the exception that her color was red. Even more interesting was the
fact that Sue suggested that Jill change from her thigh high boots to a
simple pair of three inch heels. Apparently Maurice had a standing rule
that no boots were allowed except on men. A personal choice I guess.
When they finished I had three sex slaves in three different colors of
sexy lingerie. Cheryl wearing black, Jill in white and Sue in her red
undies. I was also handed three leashes, one for each of my sex mavens.
Once again standard fare for visiting Maurice at his sex slave workshop.
I frowned, "Where is this place? I thought it was in the building.
I mean, I have to walk you three down the hallway in front of the whole
company?"
Chu shook her head. "No sir. The entrance is here, although there
are few other elevators that will take you. Just move that book on my
shelf. The one that says "Spoonbenders Guide to Politeness and Plagurism.
and just lean it back."
I did so and noticed that all three managed to keep up with me causing
no slack on their thin chains. The wall spun around halfway. We entered
and the wall finished its secret motion. This led to a small hallway and
and another door.
"This is the elevator to the top five floors." She smiled, "I'm sure
the lift operator will be waiting for us."
Indeed, the door slid open and revealed a larger then normal elevator.
Sitting on a stool was a young blonde with freckles who looked no older
then fifteen. Dressed simply in a blue halter, thong panties and heels,
she easily could've belonged to my mini harem. The girl popped a quick
salute.
"Hello sir! My name is Tami and...number one? Hello mistress! How
may I serve you and our guest?"
Sue frowned. "I don't remember you. Present your ass for inspection."
Tami bowed her head slightly. "Yes mistress." Turning away from
us and leaning over, I was presented with a curvy smooth ass with a
greenish blue tatoo. An "M" about an inch tall and wide and the number
534. Sue rubbed her ass once a slapped it quickly. The girl shivered
once, turned and kneeled in a quick practiced motion. Immediately her
hand began kneading my crotch gently.
Sue pressed the buttons to the elevators and we started up with a
rough lurch of the elevator. Sue always seemed to smiling at me, as
if she were happy to be letting her serve me. She barely even regarded
the girl as she questioned her. "Tami, that number is fairly high.
What is your rank?"
Tami never stopped her gentle squeezing even as one hand reached for
my zipper. "I am a suckling second class, mistress. However, my ass
has been rated first class so I was given the glory of duty for our
Master Maurice. May I please our guest?"
"Yes you may." Sue stroked the girls hair as she reached in to extract
my hardening member. "Sir,The elevator operator is supposed to be at
least a suckling first class. I can only think that Maurice is giving
out promotions."
Cheryl decided to speak up. "Kal, we don't need anymore right now."
I barely listened as I was captured by the sight of this young girl
gently jacking me fully hard. Her eyes full of worship, instead I
found myself listening more to Sue instead. She seemed to wait until
I let loose a sigh of pleasure at the first mouth to dick contact from
the young darling.
"Sir...Kal, Cheryl has her own agenda. Why not enjoy yourself and
decide for yourself how much is enough?"
My boss snarled at Sue. "When this is over I'm..."
Sue snapped back. "Kal is my master now. I'll help him not just use
and hold him back. Now quiet, the master is face fucking."
I turned to Cheryl. "MMmmm Yeah, quiet. I'm...Whew...Damn this
girl is good." Did the kid have to snort like that. It was just so
nasty, that tounge just never rests, her hand was perfect in nut milking
motion.
Sue moved to block Cheryl and I. Coming between us. "Yes, she is
good Master. But a second class suckling can only handle eight inches
of meat. But her ass is rated first class, meaning she can handle each
and every inch of your big one, sir." Sue held the girls head forcing
her to take more dick then her training enabled. The fact that she was
choking slightly didn't bother me as much it did her. "That's it, sir.
Help her move up a class or are you ready to fuck her ass now?"
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Geesuz Krist! How could
I help cumming at the sight of so many women dressed in ways designed
solely to please men. My eye fixed forward on a set of pretty young
twins, each dressed in the uniform of my harem except that each wore
garterless thigh high stockings. Each bowed and kneeled as if to await
my pleasure. That did it. I erupted inside of the girls mouth, feeling
her hum to maximize my pleasure and snort for some life giving air.
Sue moved her head back and forth slightly and I watched Tami eyes
give an expression of fear and confusion. Then a drugged hazing of her
eyes. I watched her shiver while Sue herself dropped to her knees and
started lapping at any bare meat while washing Tami's mind.
"<Lap>Kal is your new Master now. <Lap, lick> Welcome to his
stable. Easy, clean him, suckling, clean him like you were taught."
Tami tried to speak with my dick in her mouth, stopped and let
Sue guide her head off with a gentle bobs that left me milked and
spit shined.
Now Jill spoke for the first tiem entering the elevator. "Kal,
if you are pleased then I am pleased. But do we really have time for
this?"
Before I could answer, squeezed my thigh gathering my attention.
"She's a little dazed and needs to be fucked now. We have plenty of
time for whatever you want. Fuck her, Kal. Look at the cum dripping
from the side of her mouth. She sucked you off and now needs to be
nailed. Do it sir."
Tami was a little dazed and didn't protest when Sue helped her up
and pushed my latest conquest up against the wall. With a snap of
Sue's fingers, the twins rose, went to either side of Tami and quickly
unsnapped the bikini panties, letting them fall to the floor. With
surprising strength, the girls lifted Tami up by her thighs and left
her spread and ready for me.
Sue stroked my ass and pushed very gently. "There she is, Master.
Bang your newest little bitch standing up and let us help you. You
know you want to, Kal. Do it, sir."
I couldn't wait. I couldn't help myself. I didn't have to gentle
or nice or kind. I moved forward jacking myself hard. Even semi
erect I still had enough lodge myself at her opening. The touch of
her pussy to my cockhead had its usual effect and I stiffened further
and drove hard into my new sex slave.
Her head snapped back and she hugged hard as I started thrusting
into her. I would knock her head back making her let out a breath
with each splitting of her willing nookie. I grunted in time with
Slave Number 4 as we create a rhythm of her body being slammed backward
against the wall and her high pitched whine of a woman being fucked hard.
"Sunavabitch...UHNF, Damn (UHNF)sue this (UNPH!) bitch is a nice
(UHNF!) little fuck."
Sue was helpful as always, giving her expert comment. "Yes sir.
We're all little bitches that need to be fucked. Now you can fuck
us all. Don't hold back, sir. We'll suck you hard so you can unload
again. I'll do it, Kal."
I smiled to myself at the thought of never having to hold back
again and the thought of getting sucked off by Sue again was enough
to finish off this slut...for now. Now grunting and gasping, I let
loose and came, shooting hard inside of her.
Tami shivered again, an orgasmic shake puntuated by her breathless
tones of gratitude. "Uhn, Thank you sir, oh thank you sir, thank you
thank you." She leaned forward resting her head on my shoulder. "Sir,
may I have another?"
I smelled her hair and took a step back. A regretful dislodging for
both of us. Tami was eased down, sliding till she was kneeling on the
floor, her legs akimbo, and leaning against the wall. No sooner then
I had taken a step back when the twins who had held her against the
wall kneeled as well and started licking away any excess cream from
my now limp and messy dick.
Sue looked down at Tami, once again stroking her hair. "Very good,
Tami. Next time don't forget to offer your ass and you should clean
himself yourself no matter how tired you are. When we leave, go to
the rest area, clean yourself and wait. We will pick you up. You
belong to Master Kal now." The girl simply nodded simply too worn
out to say a word.
Sue looked up at me not even caring about the two girls who were
still licking nonstop at my sensitive prick. "Sir, shall we continue
the rest of the tour now?"
I looked at Cheryl. "You can speak now, but I want to Sue to show
me this place first."
Cheryl eyes widened for a second and then gave the slightest of
bows. I wasn't sure of the way she did it. "Of course, Master."
Sue held out her arm and I helped her up, The two girls remained on
their knees looking up at me with adoration. The door still open, I
stepped through and saw a glass partion on either side of the long hallway.
hallway.Behind the partion women shoulder to shoulder all pressing their
soft fleshy tits against the glass. The women's breasts expanded and
flattened over and over as if they were banged gently from behind. The
instant shock of female erotic charms sent a ripple of hardness through
me. Sue looked down and smiled.
"So soon, Sir? I shouldn't be surprised, you are quite a speciman.
These girls are ready for Maurices guests. Of course, you can have any
of them whenever you wish. Another oriental? Perhaps you have too
many for now, but this latina I've seen in action before, I know you
would enjoy her. How about this side sir?"
Sue directed my attention to the other side. Equal beauties also
pressing themselves against the glass for my enjoyment. "Amazing."
was all I could say. I handed Sue the leashes and continued down
the hall. I saw Cheryl make some sort of move, but Jill stopped her.
Jill knew her place.
I noticed that the hallway show ended after about ten girls and
there were glass doors. Looking inside I could see a girl and at
least twenty men lined up while a few others surrounded. Her face
and hair were matted with sperm and she seemed exhausted.
Sue grinned and opened the door. "All the doors are one way mirrors.
You can see in, but I think it's a good idea for the girl to see her
self getting gangbanged so we had mirrors installed on each wall. This
particular girl is a gift for some of our best employees who understood
the male way. The better way. Look at her...poor thing, she's just
wasn't ready, but I'm sure she volunteered."
The girl obviously wasn't ready. The girl was on her back, one guy
was banging her wornout pussy while another way humping away her face.
They were fucking her brutally hard without a care to her condition.
Two guys got off in her mouth while the other delivered nonstop pumping
action to her leaking crease. I was astounded as twice while I watched,
the girls ass would be bouncing against the cushions as she being used
but then was forced to stop when any of the guys watching wanting to cum.
Forced again to her knees, the man would unload on her face and then back
down she would go to take on another man if he felt like moving up to her
face or just wanted a rest. It seemed to leave her gangbang men fresh
and ready, while she just wore down.
I felt a gentle tug on my arm, and let Sue lead the way out and
across the hall. "C'mon Kal, You'll like this." She opened the glass
door and I blinked again at what I saw. Always her sweet melody carried
me along. "Yes sir. It's a blowjob room. As you can see this room is
filled with at least fifty different girls ready to suck you off at
any time. I can tell which ones are best, like Emma or Rose. But
I can also tell you this, they will all be eager and willing."
That fact was obvious while the girls laugh and sigh as a single
girl would be kneeling, her head bobbing up and down and only a single
yard behind the fellatrix a group of girls would be cheering her on
or giving the man a little visual stimulant. The men seemed to follow
a pattern of trying to hold out before facefucking his particular girl.
I smell a hint of jasmine and Sue's serene beauty guiding me.
"Today the girls are just practicing for tomorrow's game. The guys
try to wear out the girls, but we let our sucklings tag out so they
can keep switching a fresh mouth on their stud. Men are superior of
course, but they keep getting drained and sent to the side. I do wonder
why the men keep insisting on taking my girls, we can't lose since our
purpose in life is to please all men."
"So many men" I thought, but the girls seemed to be almost fighting
to get in and suck away to their hearts content. It seemed comical
to see the girls cheering whenever a man came into their demanding
blowjobs mouths. I blinked hard when I thought of how Maurice Stokes
had created such a depraved sexual paradise for men.
We stopped outside of another room where women where suspended from
the ceiling in cages, there, men on catwalks would poke their hardened
prongs through the bars and the girls would fly to each side of the
cage sucking and jacking each man they could. Once again their was
always more men the girls could handle and they would find themselves
held to the side of the cage and banged through the bars. Sometimes
the men would discharge on her writhing form, sometimes they made sure
the girls body held each spurt of men ejacualate. The girls would
collaspe a bit and immediately use the metal in the cage to pull
themselves to the next man.
Sue shook her head. "These girls tried to hold out against the
formula, after finding they couldn't, they surrendered themselves
to be caged. One in hundred of the men will have the needed formula,
but she'll have to go through all of them to be sure. Very effective
without needless torture."
Cheryl strained her chain as she pressed her face against the glass.
She bit her bottom lip. "Very effective. I spent a month in one of
those cages."
Sue leaned her head thoughtfully against my shoulder, her hand always
stroking me, soothing me. "Yes, I remember those days. Cheryl broke
the record for time spent in a cage. Man she went through a lot of
guys that month."
Jill now piped in. "Do you like those cages Kal? Do you want to
see me in one?"
I shook my head a bit, a bit of the darkness clearing. "You? No,
you'll never have to spend time in one of those. Why would you think
that? You were my first after all."
Jill beamed. "Oh thank you sir. I mean you'll be in charge of all
of this. Isn't that right Sue?"
There wasn't the hint of jealousy in Sue's demeanor. "Of course,
Why do you think he's getting the guided tour? My wish is only for
my master to be happy and prosper. What could make him happier then
ruling all of this?"
Jill pressed her small body into Sue's. "Nothing of course. Kal
deserves to rule the world. Shall we continue or does the Master
wish to have sex break?"
Another voice, surprisingly male was behind me. I hadn't noticed
his presence until I realized that he came from the cage room.
"What? A sex break? Boy, you have all the time in the world to do
that."
I turned and saw this short, squat man with a paunch that evident
in his red silk robe. Classic male pattern baldness left only thin
wasps of greying black hair above his ears and his everyday joe face
stubbled with five o'clock shadow. He snapped his fingers and two
girls no more then fifteen, but dressed in the now traditional lace
and high heels attended him with a cigar. He bit the end off, spit
it out and then let the other girl light the cigar as he puffed away.
"Mmmm, yeah." He exhaled studying the smelly browness of his
stogie. "The first puff is always the best. Never let the girls
do that for you. Somethings a man should always do himself."
He took another puff. "My name is Stokes. Maurice Stokes, welcome
to your new home."
***********************
Chapter Eleven-Endgame
***********************
Cheryl immediately lunged for Maurice but found herself yanked back
by Sue who now her chain. When she turned on Sue, it was Jill who
stepped in and slapped Cheryl hard across the cheek. Cheryl off
balance, stumbled and felt Sue jerk her chain again for a second
before the girl stepped a high heel across her collared throat.
Sue grinned down at Cheryl. "Stupid bitch. I'll always hold
your chain. Try and remember that you studid cunt."
Maurice shook his head. "Sue was always quicker then Cheryl."
He looked down at his wife. "Honey, you don't look happy to see me.
Tell you what. How about a little gangbang tonight, hmmm?"
Cheryl's look of anger suddenly disappered. With a look of certainty,
she shook her head up and down. "You know I can't refuse you. Now?"
Her husband considered it for a second. "Oh no, I have to get the
viewcorder first." He turned to me. "Never miss a chance to make a
buck outta all of this. C'mon kid. Lets go to my office. Don't
give me that look. Bring your little harem if you want. They make
a good training crew, of that I can assure you." He looked at Jill,
"You look familiar, present your ass."
Jill obeyed as well without asking me for permission. "Yes sir.
But I can tell you that my number is 42." Maurice had already started
probing her ass right there in the hallway. He straightened up and
reached in his pocket pulling out a small device with a red light that
shined from the tip. "Spread them honey."
It was the merest of hesitations, less then a nod and barely an
expression, but I caught it before he leaned over and spread her ass
cheeks. Stokes shined the light in her ass, there was a beep and he
read a grey panel on his device. "Yup, verified. Number 42. All of
my forty series was when I was in japan. Makes you about 13 at the
time, right?"
Jill showed sign of surprise that man would have sex with a thirteen
year old girl. "No sir. I was passed as thirteen, but I was fifteen at
the time."
Stokes nodded satisfied with his recollection and started down the
hallway. "Yeah, it figures, I should've asked." He turned to me. "Yup,
barcoding their asses always makes it easier to keep track of so many
slutlings, sucklings and the new trainees. Oh yeah, I'm breakin' a new
one in my office. Lets go M'boy."
The office was unmarked and we would've passed the mirrored door
if we didn't know exactly where we were going. Inside the trappings
of power were everywhere. Glass windows overlooking the city, lush
sofas, state of the art technology everywhere. Stokes pressed a
button as he sat behind his desk. Immediately a girl popped up
from underneath the desk. At once her head started bobbing up and
down while Maurice palmed her head and conducted his business.
"MMmm, new one, I broke her this morning. Nice job Sue, I like
'em young. Now then Let me guess. Cheryl thinks you're gonna take
me out and control everything or maybe you're gonna free everyone in
a wonderful feeling of humanitarism."
I watched the sandy blonde head noticing how she enjoyed her task.
Evidently she had been waiting for his return. The power to have
something like this at his beck and call ran all of his scenarios
through my mind. "Something like that. My juice is better then
yours."
Maurice eyed me. "You think so. What if I told you, it doesn't
matter to me. Then what?" He looked down for a second, "Easy baby
you'll get what you want, then we'll send you to the blowjob team
for some practice." The girl issued a muffled thank you but stayed
to her task.
His air of indifference intrigued me. I tried to gain some kind
of bargaining power. "You'll have to let Cheryl go, no reprisals."
He waved his hand, "Whatever. You think I care about her?" Once
again his attention diverted. "Squeeze the nuts Baby, yer gettin'
me close."
"Stokes, look..."
"No kid you look. Right now I have more pussy then I can handle
for the rest of my life. I got the juice down to the point that I
can control how long it will last. What do you think I charge for
a refill?"
The figures must be astronomical. "I...I don't know, a mill..."
"You're missing the point, kid. I charge whatever I want, whatever
I feel like and they pay oh how they pay! C'mon kid. How would like
it if you could have sex with anyone you wanted. Now you can. Do you
think Cheryl every cared about anyone on her trip up the corporate
ladder? I bet she's used you or you wouldn't have ended here. Why
listen to her. Don't fight me...Join me."
The ultimate power trip. I didn't want to rule the world but it
was offered at my feet. I hesitated while he grunted obviously cumming
in the new girls mouth. Of all the voices, Jill's was the one who
came through. "Kal, are you going to let him keep caging those girls?"
Sue rubbed my arm. "Sir, don't you want a shot at one of those
cage girls. Fresh pussy for your new stable. Admit it the girl was
awfully sexy."
"Yeah, Sue I said, she was..." I felt a cold slap across my face
and I slowly turned back to Jill who dared slap her master.
Jill spat at me. "You said if you ever acted like Maurice, I could
slap your face. If you let him continue, you're no better then he is.
You can't do this to women..."
Sue squeezed my arm. "Shall I have her caged? It will teach her
respect. Please master allow me to train her properly."
Maurice slid back from his desk. "Still feel the sting eh boy? See?
Women. I tell ya if they didn't have cunts there would be on bounty
on each and every one of them. Look boy look what I'm offering you."
He gripped the suckling by the hair and raised her, turning her so
she would be leaned across his desk. "This will help make up your mind
kid. She'll be a little messy but I can promise you, nothing beats a
girl sucking cock when she getting fucked up at the ass at the same time."
I looked down at the girl, the hardness swelling in my pants and
stopped. I knew the girl. This particular girl that had just given
this asswipe a blowjob while he was trying to make a deal.
This was my sister. Misty. Gangly legged, busting with hormones
and still thinking that holding hands was cool. Not anymore. My baby
sister mixed up in all of this...
Taking a step back, I turned to Cheryl. "You fucking bitch. I'll
have you caged for this." I put it all together, it all made sense,
the timing of everything. I thought I was in control, but I wasn't
even close. Cheryl and Maurice they were in another level.
"How the fuck could you involve my sister, he's only four.."
Cheryl was defiant. "Fourteen years old. Hammerville Junior High
school. Good grades but likes boys too much to study. Pretty easy
to recruit. Well, Kal, what if you could sex with anyone you want is
one question. Another question is what if anyone who wanted, could
have sex with YOU?"
Jill chimed in. "Or are you gonna let him fuck your sister up the
ass now?"
I would deal with Cheryl in a minute. I turned my cold stare to
Stokes. "You slimy sonuvabitch. I'll kill..."
He was quicker then I expected. Apparently he had it ready and
I froze at the sight of the gun. Classic black, gleaming and deadly.
"Too bad Kid. I thought you had what it took. What kinda race traitor
are you? We have the golden ticket for every man in the world and you
want to cash it in for one cocksucking female." He raised the weapon
and pointed it right at me. "First your gonna watch me fuck your sister
up the ass and then tell her to clean me up. You'll do it or shit away
the few moments of your sisters life."
I watched with cold hatred as his short cock popped for a second
above my sisters upturned ass. He pointed his gun at me as he positioned
himself to enter my sister while I watched. He sounded like a rutting
pig as he snorted. "Tell you what, I'll show you what a great guy I
am. Grab your little sister by the hair. Just a grab a fistful, it's
one the many uses their hair has. Do it...NOW!"
My little sister yelped a bit as I raised up her head. Her hair had
been cut short since the last time I was home. Misty winced in pain and
opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was my dangling limp cock.
Without a care as to whom she was blowing, her lips vacuumed my head
into her mouth and she started a gentle bobbing.
I felt shame as my cock enjoyed the feel and started to swell up in her
mouth. There was no way my baby sister could handle my monster dick, but
it didn't keep her from trying. She hummed and whined until she had
hardened me enough and then looked up into my eyes. The look she gave
me was clearly one of disappointment as she knew who she was sucking off.
Misty didn't fight, I think she sighed, and continued to fellate me
without mentioning my name.
My sister started choking as her small body was pushed forward. The
sound was one of pleasure and then a small pathetic whine. Maurice
proved what a bastard he was as explained to me what I just heard.
"Boy, that was a sound you can still get used to. First the muffled
mouth thanks you for fucking her little pussy, then the whine that comes
when a slut is being assfucked. Gotta tell ya, your sister is a nice
little assfuck."
I endured the torture of watching this fat pig buttfuck my sister.
He wasn't slow or kind or showed any kind of mercy. He really got
off on the fact that I had to watch him. He simply kept pumping her
ass again and again.
Misty's body was shuddering on each stroke as Stokes barely kept
his weapon raised while fucked my sisters ass. I couldn't let him
finish and tightened my muscles to spring at him.
Sue smiled pleasently. "Master, he fucking your sister whether
you want him to or not. Why not join him, she is after all just
another female slave in training."
Maurice guffawed. "That's my Sue. Always thinking of the men."
He cocked his head one time in pleasure. "Damn, your little sister
is pretty tight. Good thing, she milked me first. This way I can
enjoy her ass for nice long time."
"Just another female slave", Sue said. It rang in my mind and
hit home. I put on my best smile. "What the fuck", I said out
loud. I gripped her hair and tugged. "Suck me Misty. Big Brother
wants to give you a treat."
Stokes kept the gun on me, but his smile became larger as I began
to move my hips a bit. "Cheryl, Jill. Help me out. I want to cum
in this bitches mouth."
Instantly, my commands were obeyed. Cheryl and Jill immediately
came underneath me. Fighting for space to lick my balls I let go
completely enjoying the feel of three females all working to pleasure
me. To enhance my enjoyment, I was fully hard and choking my little
sister. The urge to get off consumed me and when Sue came over and
started frenching me I could hold off no longer.
I released my load into my choking sisters mouth, enjoying the
release of my sperm, holding her to my crotch as my first two sex
slaves licked my balls, squeezing them gently to pump out every
last drop, to make sure I was drained.
I teetered back for a second and saw Maurice obviously finishing
up in my sister butt. The shudder and sigh, several times and then
he collasped a bit over Misty.
He panted a couple of times. "Kid, thanks. It's always better
to share the cunt. Too bad I gotta finish you here. Too much at
stake." A couple of more pants, he took a step back and closed
his robe. "Time to show you what real power is, kid. What did
you say her name was? Misty? Yeah Misty, stand up and face your
brother."
"Yeah Do it Misty. Never mind him just do what I say and face me."
Maurice nodded with regret. "You got balls kid. You at least had
the state of mind to enjoy your last moments. But I gotta win, Kid.
I always gotta win. I get Sue. I get Cheryl and your sister to boot."
I made up my mind to spring, but every second I waited prolonged
my life, I had to do this right. Maurice Stokes reached into his
robe pocket, pulled out a cigar and lit it. He handed Misty the gun.
"This is shitty, kid. But this way, I beat any polygraph or parafin
test. Don't worry about Misty, I'll have her interning at some company
or embassy somewhere. Maybe a job in Washington." He took a puff and
blew out an "O". "Misty, point the gun at your brother."
My sister raised the weapon. She knew how to shoot me. Everyone
knows that. Just point and pull the trigger. At this range she couldn't
miss. Stokes blew out another puff of smoke.
"Misty," he said. "Kill your brother."
My sister looked confused and blinked. She lowered the weapon and
turned to Maurice. "Sir, You know I cannot hurt a higher ranking Master.
It's like Sue said. I'm part of his stable now. Wouldn't you rather I
service you and forget all your troubles for few moments."
Now it was my turn. "Now you know real power, Maurice. My bosses
scienists are better then your scientists. Guess what, your little
invitation to join you took the away the last loyal person in this
room. By the way, the wife says "hi."
I had to admit he was quicker then I was. He took one look at Cheryl
and wrenched the gun from Misty. I was already on the way and flying
at him when the gun went off and my shoulder went numb. I fought not
to black out from the searing pain and wondered if he was going to
finish me off.
The voice came from behind me. It was Cheryl, still a trace of spit
on her chin from helping me facefuck my sister. "No. You don't get me.
You don't get anybody anymore. No one here is your slave anymore."
Her hand made a whipping sound as reached out and pointed her finger.
"Sue! Your Master is danger!"
It was lightning quick yet happened in slow motion. Susan Chu who
just yesterday had trampled me underneath her stilletto heel literally
sprang from where she was standing. Her body landed on Maurice and
they came together.
Two shots rang out and they fell apart. I approached the pair with
Misty suddenly clinging to my side. Cheryl was already dialing some
number from Maurices desk. Both were shot, but Maurice easily got the
worst of it.
Fighting the pain, I leaned over him as I took the gun and tossed it.
Maurice touched himself and saw the blood on his hand, coughed and added
more. His bloody hand grabbed my shirt. "Stu...pid. Kid. Coulda ruled.
<Cough> Coulda ruled the world."
I grabbed his hand, wrenched from my shirt and made sure Misty was
close. "Ruled the World. With you?" I felt Misty clutch my side.
"Scum. The price would've been too high."
He looked up at Cheryl and didn't flinch when she spat on his face.
I think the last thing he saw was his wife standing over him before
he coughed once time and stopped moving.
Cheryl Stokes eyes were pure hatred. Her high heel glistened as
she poked Maurice with her foot to make sure he was dead. As still
as the pool of blood that that oozed in a perfect circle. A female
voice, both chilling and calm. "Jill, get a towel or something.
It seems Maurice has stained the floor."
**********************************
Final Chapter (12)--Checkmate Aftermath
**********************************
Barbie Brooks raised her head and wiped her mouth. Her smile was
bright and pretty and leaking my final load of the day. Jill put down
her magazine walked over and tapped the nurse on the head.
"Okay, that's enough for now. You can come back in eight days.
Seven if you really have too."
Barb looked sad. "Please, Sir, let me suck you again."
I sighed. "You heard number one. Go to payroll, pick up your
check and I'll see you in a week. Besides what would your husband
say?"
Barb was one of the few nice people I met here. She maintained her
impish grin, her round freckled face beaming. "My husband? He's the
luckiest man in the world. Don't forget about the heightened sex drive.
I still have it. All of will always have it."
The girl kissed me on my cheek messing my face with my spend. Her
busty plump form left my office with a bounce in her step. Jill then
dutifully licked up for me and finished with a kiss of her own.
"Master, you are serving very diligently while your arms heals. It
was an incredible act of kindness to free all of Maurices slaves and
take them as your own."
I stretched wincing at the pain. "Someone had to wean the girls.
I don't want them going through withdrawals. You said some girls could
actually go insane. Well, if having them blow me once a week is the price
I have to pay, so be it."
Jill helped me up from my chair and draped my coat over my shoulders.
"I don't mind, Master. I always get your first load whenever I want it.
It's a pleasure to serve you Master."
I stopped and felt up Jill a little. "You know you're going to pay
for calling me Master. Now pick up the paperwork from Cheryl, send more
flowers to Sue, she'll take a lot longer to recover then I will."
"Make me pay? I can't wait...master." Jill smiled. What a small
delightful beauty. It's the closest thing to a forced wedding but I
couldn't have done better if I HAD made my own choice. It was even a
pleasure to see her strut away in her business suit as she carried out
my wishes. What a hot little body.
In three days, I went from paper pusher to the greatest stud in the
world. I could rule the world by just offering to let anyone study my
blood. The billions I could make. . Anyone woman I can have, will
always want me, forever. I have more sex then any man can handle and
a nickel more then I can spend. Control. I have more control then
anyone over anything.
A traitor to all men? I don't think so. I'm a man too.
I'm king of the world.
***
Epilouge:
Jill Nakamura's short, sexy form cut a smart figure as she entered
Cheryls office. The tall lanky woman with a mature beauty almost formed
a smile. In sharp contrast to Jill, Cheryl was wearing a black longsleeve
turtleneck sweater, blue jeans and boots. "Any orders from Kal?"
Jill shook her head from side to side. "The same standing orders.
You're in charge. He did ask for some paperwork."
The Fem in charge nodded and pointed to a file on the end of her
desk. "MMmm, yes. Places, dates other plans for other mind control
plans. Nanotechnology, preteen programming, hypnotic implants. The
Men have been quite busy since Maurice took me out of circulation.
Make sure he gets everything and report back to me."
Jill grabbed the folder and tucked it into her leather bag. The
sexslave sighed once. "He really thinks he's in control, doesn't he?"
Cheryl stood and grabbed her handbag. Meeting Jill at the door, she
looked down at her friend. "All men THINK the're in control. But we
know the truth.
Jill looked closely at Cheryl trying to read her mood. "Do we? I
mean a lot of us must go back to him at least once a week or go crazy."
Cheryl opened the door. "I've done crazy already. I blew Kal two
days ago. I'm still a little horny but I can handle it. Damn it! I
didn't know that Maurice was working on his own and could manage time
limits. But I picked perfectly in Kal Watson. Jill, watch over the
our stud mule, make sure he doesn't add to his harem. Tonight, I've
got other plans."
"Are you kidding? He loves fucking me." Jill smiled. "And I like
fucking him. Give me a call later, I mean if I'm not too nosy?"
"Sure, I'll call you." said Cheryl. "Then I'm going to do what I've
done every night for the past week since we were freed."
"Freed? More or less." She appeared thoughtful. "What are you going
to do, Cheryl...Cheryl?"
The Queen just smiled but didn't reply. For the first time in three
years she was enjoying the simplest act of all. For someone who had been
ruthlessly gangbanged practically every night and caught up in the wildest
sexual scheme of all time. Cheryl was going to do what she had dreamed
about all this time.
Cheryl Stokes was going to sleep. Alone. For the top Fem in the
world, it was the best sleep she ever would ever have.
Fin
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