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Second Place (MF, nc, humil)
by Terri Madison (terri_madison@hotmail.com)
(Complete)
***
Comments are welcome.
Terri and Danielle had been rivals all of their lives.
Growing up together, they had never really seen eye to eye. Throughout
grade school, they had been the two brightest students in their
classes, and had fiercely competed to outdo each other. Later on, in
high school, this type of competition had continued on a more social
level. Terri stealing away Danielle's boyfriend. Danielle finding
revenge by beating Terri out for the head varsity cheerleader position,
and stealing her boyfriend back from Terri. The stakes shifting
significantly toward Terri for good, as she graduated first in her high
school class, with Danielle second. Then on to college where Terri
maintained a slightly higher grade point average. Battling over men
like in high school, with Terri seemingly having the edge, probably
because of her bigger tits.
Over the years it had gotten nastier and nastier. Now, the ladies were
rivals in business, working for competing firms. Terri had welcomed
Danielle to the business world by stealing her first client out from
under her. She'd then had a flower arrangement sent to Danielle with a
giant green ribbon attached reading "2nd Place". Another time, when
Danielle again came in second, Terri sent her a card which said "I
thought us *blondes* were supposed to be the dumb ones?"
And Terri had also put another notch in her belt by marrying Steven, a
man whom Danielle had lusted after for several years. From her
honeymoon in Hawaii, Terri had mailed Danielle a letter. In the
envelope she had put a Hawaii postcard, on which she had written "wish
you were here....NOT!" as well as including a used condom from their
wedding night festivities.
One day, while closing yet another deal (this one miraculously NOT
snatched away from Danielle), the phone in Terri's office rang.
It was Danielle. "I have to meet with you. Urgent."
"Why?" Terri was suspicious.
"It's something of extreme importance to both of us." Danielle told
Terri where to meet her, and hung up.
The two businesswomen met in the city park. They had both dressed to
outdo the other person, and it was a close contest. Danielle, aside
from her much smaller chest, was for the most part a brunette version
of Terri. It was a shame that the two of them hated each other so, as
they could have been twin sisters; both were 5'4", slender and could be
considered bombshells. Terri, of course, had dressed in a business
suit which showed off her superior bust. Nevertheless, each woman was
getting her share of appreciative glances from the passers-by in the
park.
"You wanted to meet with me....what do you want?" Terri asked her
rival guardedly.
"Relax. There's no reason we shouldn't be able to get along...."
Danielle began reasonably. "Just because we're competitors, doesn't
mean we can't be friends! Let's talk over lunch. It's on me."
"Are you sure you can afford it, second-place?" The blonde openly
reverted to her pet name for the other woman. "I heard you lost the
Jefferson deal last week." Score one more, Terri complimented herself
mentally. Of course it had been Terri who had taken the deal away from
Danielle, like always.
"I can afford it, thanks," was all Danielle responded, sidestepping the
barb. "I'm working on something currently which I think is going to be
a real success for me."
"Oh?" The bitch never learns. Maybe having lunch wouldn't be such a
bad idea after all, Terri thought. I'm always game when it comes to
taking candy from a baby....
So Terri agreed to lunch. Danielle led the way through the city.
Turning into an alley, Danielle made small talk. "So, how's Steven?"
"He's very satisfied," the blonde gloated. "How's....whoever you're
seeing this week? Or are you even seeing anyone?"
"I'm not seeing anyone right now," Danielle sidestepped again.
Abruptly, two men jumped out from behind a dumpster, each of them
grabbing one of the ladies. Before either of them could scream for
help, they were both herded into an abandoned warehouse. Roughly, they
were led down a flight of steps into a basement, where offices and a
small cafeteria were found. It was the latter that Terri and Danielle
were escorted to.
"What do you want?" Danielle demanded.
"We're all going to have a little fun. If you don't make trouble you
won't be hurt," one of the men answered.
"If you let us go right now, we promise we won't call the police,"
Danielle responded.
"We're just on our way to lunch--" Terri explained.
The second man spoke. "Take off your tops. We want to see titties."
As the girls hesitated, he said again, "Take them off now, or we'll rip
them off you."
Danielle quickly began unbuttoning her blouse. Terri followed suit
with a sinking feeling. Once the men saw her much bigger tits, they
would almost certainly be interested in her. They'd probably both
spend the whole time raping her, and leave Danielle untouched. The
lucky bitch....she'd get to watch her arch-rival get gang raped.
Danielle would probably enjoy it.
Both now had their blouses off and were standing there in just their
bras. "Those come off too," they were prompted. Looking at one
another, the girls took off their brassieres. Danielle's 34B tits were
smaller than Terri's D cups, but they were just as firm and her nipples
were the same, silver-dollar size.
Each of the men took turns licking and sucking both sets of tits.
Then, "Let's get this show on the road...." Closing her eyes, Terri
anticipated the grimy hands grabbing her so that her rape could begin.
It never came. Instead, one of the guys grabbed Danielle and set her
up on the lunchroom table. She was "helped" out of her skirt and
panties, then ordered to get on her hands and knees wearing just her
heels. Both men quickly undressed as well, then hoodlum #1 climbed up
on the table and mounted Danielle. The little bitch was even wet,
Terri noted disgustingly.
Terri was certain that hoodlum #2 was going to follow suit with her.
It could be worse, she reflected. #2 WAS better looking than #1. I
STILL get the better guys, Terri thought to herself.
But #2 also got on the table with Danielle, kneeling in front of her
and guiding his cock into her mouth. She took him in eagerly, sucking
him for all he was worth. That's it, you dumb bitch, Terri thought.
Make them both cum, then they won't even care about raping me.
As Terri watched Danielle's rape, however, jealousy began to eat at
her. The two men had ignored her completely, and seemed perfectly
content with the service Danielle was giving! She didn't understand
it. She was better-looking, as well as being better in the sack, than
her rival. Wasn't she?
With a groan, #2 emptied his load into Danielle's mouth. #1 soon
grunted and followed suit in her cunt. By now, Terri was definitely
getting aroused, watching her rival make a complete whore of herself.
But the men weren't done. "Get us hard again," #2 demanded, as both
men presented their cum-covered pricks to Danielle for oral service.
She did not disappoint, taking both cocks in her hands, stroking,
licking and sucking on them both until they were ready for another
round.
Terri knew that it was her turn. She began to remove her skirt, hoping
to get this over with as quickly as possible. Or, so she tried to tell
herself. Truth be told, she was very turned on by watching her
arch-rival Danielle being raped by two men (even though her own rape
was imminent.)
But again the men ignored Terri. Instead, they switched places on the
table, this time #2 easing into Danielle's pussy, and #1 receiving her
oral pleasures. "Hurry up bitch, we have to get back to work...." #1
grunted impatiently while fucking the brunette's mouth.
Terri was shocked....and VERY jealous. Why were these men IGNORING her
and paying attention to Danielle? Didn't they realize that Danielle
was second-best compared to her? Did they think the brunette was
BETTER LOOKING?
Taking #1's cock out of her mouth for a moment, Danielle looked over at
Terri.
"Looks like I finally found something I can beat you at!" she joked.
The slut. Terri was fuming. Before she knew it, she was out of her
skirt and panties and was next to the table. "Move over," she demanded
of Danielle. To the men, "Let me show you a real woman!"
But the men went right on fucking Danielle. "We don't need you, your
friend is enough for us." one explained.
"We like thinner women," the other breathed.
THINNER WOMEN??? This was the last straw for Terri, who worked out
four times a week, dieted, and did anything necessary to keep one step
ahead of Danielle. "Out of the way!" she demanded of the other woman
again. The man fucking Danielle's cunt pushed Terri away
dismissively--hard enough that the blonde ended up on the floor.
Wounded, Terri explained, "I want to fuck both of you!"
"Will you beg?" she was asked.
"Please, I want to fuck both of you! I want to fuck and suck those
hard cocks. Please....let me show you how a real woman can satisfy
you. Please...."
The men pulled out of Danielle's mouth and cunt. Terri pushed her out
of the way. "Get out of my way, second-place, and watch a pro at
work," she taunted. Ashamedly, Danielle sat down as Terri lay on her
back on the table. "Put that cock in me now!" #2 teased her, not
fully entering her. "PLEASE FUCK ME!!! I need it so bad!!! Put that
hard cock in my cunt!!!!" The man obliged her, ramming into her up to
the hilt. Terri yelped in pleasure. Eagerly humping back at her
"rapist", she grabbed the other man's prick and led him to her mouth.
Fixing her satisfied gaze on Danielle, she proclaimed, "Watch this,
second-place. Watch how a real pro sucks cock." And with that, Terri
proceeded to give the best head of her life to the stranger, determined
to show her rival up.
Terri was in her element. Forgetting that this was supposed to be a
rape, to satisfy the perverse pleasures of some street slime.
Forgetting that she was one of the city's most successful
businesswomen. Forgetting, entirely, that she was happily married.
The only thing in Terri's mind was the satisfying thought that she had
shown up Danielle, yet again. These men, who had hoped to sexually
assault and humiliate her, were nothing more than tools she could use
to achieve that end. Looking over at Danielle's hurt expression, the
blonde smirked to herself that the picture was indeed worth a thousand
words.
The blonde beauty turned in a performance worthy of Amber Lynn, as
Danielle watched. Occasionally she would pop the hard cock out of her
mouth long enough to make a slutty comment like, "I love being gang
fucked....makes me feel like a real woman..." Within no time, she had
the man in her mouth ready to cum. Pulling his cock from her mouth,
she began jacking him off. "I want you to cum all over my face now
please...." she cooed to her rapist/lover. He was happy to oblige,
letting loose with a tremendous load of jism, all over her face and
hair. The rapist in her cunt pulled out and knelt over Terri's face,
stroking himself. "Let me help you with that," the blonde begged,
taking matters into her own hands. In no time he began spurting his
cream, leaving Terri's face absolutely soaked. She lay back on the
table, catching her breath as the men dressed.
Eventually Terri looked over at Danielle, expecting to see the bitch
hanging her head in shame at being bested again. Instead, she saw
Danielle kissing one of the men, saying "Thank you" to him and giving
him $50! But her blood ran cold when she saw the other man, packing up
a video camera in the corner of the room! They had caught the whole
episode on tape!
She sat up. "What's going on?" she demanded to the room in
particular.
"You just cheated on your husband, ma'am," the man with the camera
answered.
"You should be ashamed of yourself," the other man added.
Both men then left before Terri could object.
"Danielle....what...."
"Get dressed, first-place," Danielle requested sweetly. "We'll talk
over lunch."
"Danielle...." Terri fumbled for words while reaching for her clothes.
Danielle's high heel stepped on Terri's bra before she could grab it.
"Call me 'ma'am'. And you'll be going without bra and panties from now
on...."
"Danielle! What the hell....." Terri demanded nervously.
"I wonder what those men are going to do with that tape? Or who might
see it?" the brunette wondered aloud. "Let's do lunch, we'll talk
about it."
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Thirty minutes later, the ladies sat in a corner booth at a cozy, dimly
lit restaurant.
The whole thing had, of course, been a setup. Danielle had known that
Terri could not resist an opportunity to best her enemy, and had used
this to her advantage. And, having videotaped the whole affair,
Danielle now had her blonde counterpart right where she wanted her.
Danielle had taken time to fix her hair and her makeup after the
"attack". Terri, however, was somewhat disheveled, cum still drying in
her hair and on her face, Danielle having refused to allow her to
freshen up. The blonde felt humiliated.
"I'm worried about those men, and that tape," Danielle confided as she
mused over the menu as if nothing was amiss. "I mean, if you cut out
the first half of it, you'd have a tape of you, a married woman,
begging to be fucked by two strangers! I don't know about you, but I'm
worried. What if that fell into the wrong hands....your
husband....your boss...."
"What do you want," Terri demanded.
"I want to eat! I'm starved!" Danielle answered lightly.
"Danielle...."
"Ma'am," Danielle corrected.
"Dammit, Danielle, what are you...."
Leaning close to Terri and lowering her voice to a harsh whisper,
Danielle threatened, "Bitch, all I have to do is make a phone call, and
a copy of your little erotic video gets delivered to Steven." Leaning
back, she continued in her usual carefree voice, "You were saying?"
Terri cursed softly. "This is blackmail."
In a cheerful voice, Danielle asked, "You want to do WHAT with a black
male???" Loud enough that other people in the restaurant looked over
to see the blonde blushing.
A waiter came to their table, but Danielle dismissed him with a "We're
not ready yet. Another five minutes to decide."
"What do you want?" Terri repeated.
Danielle pondered. "Right now? Let's start with you getting under
this table and eating me. Serving me with your tongue."
Terri was shocked. "I will NOT!!"
"I didn't think you would. Excuse me, I have to make a phone call!"
Danielle took her cellular phone out of her purse and began dialing.
"So....do you have any idea where you're going to stay when Steven
throws you out?" she made idle conversation while the connection was
made.
"Wait--" Terri choked. What choice did she have? Without another
word, she slipped under the table.
"That's my girl," Danielle complimented her, putting the cellphone away
and spreading her legs.
Terri, humiliated, choked back tears as she gingerly began licking
Danielle's thighs. She had never been with another woman. On occasion
she had wondered about it, but had never dreamed that she would end up
being forced to go down on her most bitter enemy. How could she have
been so careless and stupid?
She was interrupted in her musings by Danielle's hand grabbing the back
of her head, and shoving her face into the brunette's cum-soaked pussy.
Still she hesitated.
"Go on, lick it," came Danielle's whisper from above. "Don't
worry...I'll order for you."
Terri still hesitated, until she heard her tormentor begin punching
numbers on her cellphone again. Then, gingerly, she began licking.
Terri had never been with a woman. Danielle, however, had been with
several; partially because most of her major relationships with men had
been doused by her rival Terri. Out of all of her intimate affairs
with other women, however, Danielle suspected that this one would be
the best. She would delight at training the blonde amateur showing her
exactly where to put her wonderful tongue.
The waiter returned. "Did your friend leave?"
"Oh, no," Danielle told him lightly. "She's under the table giving me
oral sex." Terri's cheeks burned with humiliation, until the waiter
laughed at his customer's obvious, though slightly raunchy, joke.
"I'll be ordering for her," Danielle added, proceeding to order for the
both of them. Occasionally a light gasp escaped her lips as she
ordered.
The waiter finished taking the order and walked away. Had he looked
down, he would have noticed a pair of black heels sticking out from
under the table linen.
In the twenty minutes it took for their food to be prepared, Terri's
tongue serviced Danielle relentlessly. She was definitely a fast
learner, giving the brunette three orgasms. During one of them, the
waiter gave her a quizzical look as he passed by. She only smiled and
winked at him.
Seeing the waiter approaching the table with their lunch, Danielle had
another great idea. "OK that's enough....get up here...NOW!" she
hissed at her unwilling cunt-licker.
Danielle had timed it perfectly: the waiter got to the table just in
time to see Terri, her face soaked with the other woman's juices,
crawling out from under the table. Terri nearly burst into tears; the
waiter nearly dropped his tray. Danielle leaned over and kissed the
blonde, pinching her thigh hard until Terri returned the kiss.
Danielle had ordered a salad for herself; for Terri, she had ordered a
feast of lasagna and pasta salad. It would be great to see Terri add a
few pounds, the brunette had thought wickedly.
Terri only stared at the food. "Dani--ma'am....I can't eat this. I'm
on a diet!"
"OK," Danielle said reasonably. "Our nice waiter and his friends went
to all that trouble to prepare this nice lunch for you. But I'll just
tell them you don't want it. I'm sure their feelings will be
hurt....but maybe you can make it up to them in other ways. Maybe they
can take you in back and gang fuck you. Waiter!!!" She waved her hand.
Wordlessly, Terri began eating, not stopping until she had finished
everything.
"You're not done yet!" Danielle protested. When the blonde looked at
her quizzically, she explained, "Lick your plate clean. Like a dog."
All Danielle had to do was reach for her purse, and her cell phone, and
her rival picked up her plate and held it up to her mouth.
Danielle, however, took the plate and set it back down on the table.
"A dog brings its mouth to its food, not the other way around."
Totally humiliated now, Terri bent her head over her plate and licked
it clean. Danielle got aroused watching the blonde's tongue at work,
and naturally by the time the waiter came over to ask if there would be
anything else, Terri was again under the table providing her oral
services.
"I'd like....oh....ice cream....ummmm...." Danielle breathed heavily to
the waiter.
Hesitating, the waiter inquired, "And....your friend?"
"Oh no, she's already having her dessert." There was a definite bulge
in the waiter's pants by now.
While waiting for her ice cream, Danielle took out the cell phone and
called the man who had helped her videotape Terri's little escapade.
Under the table, Terri thought she was being punished for not doing a
good enough job, and quickened her pace, emphatically tongue fucking
Danielle's cunt for all it was worth. In actuality, Danielle just
wanted to make sure that the copies of the tape were ready, if needed.
And they were. The man ("hoodlum #2") had carefully edited the
nonconsentual rape out of the video, up to the point where Terri begged
the men to let her show them a real woman and begged to be fucked.
Anyone watching the tape would see not a woman who was accosted in an
alleyway and dragged into a warehouse, but a woman who had willingly
been unfaithful to her husband with not one, but two men, and couldn't
get enough of them. Danielle excitedly recounted all of this to her
counterpart below the table.
Dessert came, and the young businesswoman sampled a few bites. "This
is too fattening for me," she proclaimed, hiking up her skirt and then,
grabbing the entire scoop of ice cream, spreading it all over her cunt.
"Lick it up, whore," she taunted her new servant. "I've got an
important meeting in an hour, and the last thing I want is ice cream
dripping down my thighs." Terri obliged, dutifully cleaning the other
womans cunt, thighs and ass.
Terri wondered if it was possible to be more humiliated. She found out
it was, when Danielle offered her "friend's" oral services to the
waiter as a tip.
When Terri came out of the men's restroom, the waiter's cum added to
all the Italian food in her belly, Danielle had instructions for her.
"Go back to work, get these files," Danielle gave her a sheet of paper
with a list of files, all related to a HUGE account of Terri's company,
"and be in my office at 3pm."
"I can't just...." Terri protested.
Danielle silenced her with an icy glance. "You can. And you will. My
office, 3pm. And bring that tongue with you," she added as she left.
Terri wasted no time in getting out of the restaurant and away from the
eyes which had all seen her portrayed as a common slut. She reflected
on how humiliating and degrading her lunch meeting with Danielle had
been. But it was only the tip of the iceberg, compared to what was in
store for the hapless blonde.
Terri waited impatiently in Danielle's office. It was now 3:10.
As ordered by Danielle, she had gone back to work after the humiliating
lunch suffering at the hands of her arch-rival. She had gone to the
records center and signed out the files Danielle had requested,
photocopied them, then returned them. Then she had left work early and
headed off to her meeting with Danielle.
As she had walked, she had pondered her situation. She had gotten
herself into hot water this time, and her worst enemy now had a video
tape of her, a happily married woman, willingly and wantonly fucking
two strange men. Now, to compound the problem even worse, she had
committed corporate espionage and was providing confidential client
information to her company's greatest rival. Not to mention Terri's
personal rivalry with Danielle.
Terri had mused about how far Danielle was going to take this. It
seemed that she had carefully and elaborately planned a lot of it.
Terri hadn't helped matters by eating right out of Danielle's hands and
falling for it.
Perhaps, the blonde hoped, Danielle just wanted to see her squirm for
awhile, after which she would stop.
Now, Terri waited, hoping that this whole escapade had been for the
purpose of getting the files which she held in a folder on her lap.
Though she was certain that her rival would at least make her sweat it
out for awhile. Looking over Danielle's office, Terri noticed, hanging
inconspicuously on the wall with the woman's degrees and
certifications, was the "2nd Place" ribbon which Terri had sent to
Danielle to taunt her. She was beginning to regret a lot of the nasty
things she had done over the years.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Danielle's entry.
"Hello, Terri, glad you could make it! Do you have what I asked for?"
Silently, the blonde held up the manila folder. "Great! I'll take
those. Any trouble getting those?"
"No," Terri whispered, offering the folder.
"Terrific. I knew I could count on you."
"Danielle....er...ma'am? I just wanted to say that I, well I know I
haven't been very nice to you sometimes, and well, I have done some
things that weren't very nice and weren't very professional, and I just
wanted to say that I'm sorry," Terri stammered.
"That's great, hon!" the brunette told her dismissively while taking a
cursory look thru the paperwork she had just gotten.
Breaking down into tears, Terri pleaded. "Please,
Danielle....ma'am.....I'm really sorry for what I've done. I love my
husband and that tape could ruin my marriage, please, you wouldn't want
to do anything that could ruin my marriage, would you? I'm sorry for
the things I did to you. I'll do anything to make it up. Really."
The young businesswoman was in tears.
Her rival, however, barely seemed to have heard her, interested more in
the paperwork in front of her. "This is great information here, Terri.
I really appreciate this! Especially considering the laws you broke
just to give me this information....." she trailed off, letting her
point drive itself home.
"What.....what's going to happen to me?" Terri pleaded, sobbing openly
now.
With that, Danielle put the file down and gave Terri her full
attention. "Ah. What's going to happen to sweet little Terri. It's
not complicated at all, really. I'll tell you to do things. You'll do
them. And I'll do my part, to not let anyone know about
your....um...indiscretions."
"H....how long?" Terri whispered, horrified.
"For as long as I want it to go on. I have no idea how long that might
be. How long have you been tormenting ME? Twenty years or so?"
Danielle was enjoying Terri's fear, feeding off of it. "Today at
lunch, you serviced me very well. But I realize you didn't get
anything out of it. Now, I'm going to give you the chance to do so.
Take off all your clothes."
"No thank you, ma'am....I don't need...."
"That wasn't a request. Take off your clothes, NOW." To punctuate,
Danielle reached for the telephone. "Should I call your company's
legal department, or your husband? Or just the police? Tough call."
She smiled as Terri shed her blazer, blouse and skirt. As she reached
for her pumps, Danielle told her that those could remain on.
Terri was offered a seat. "Don't cover yourself, honey," she was
chided as she put an arm over her tits and a hand over her pussy. "I'm
sure you want EVERYONE to see that 'superior body'! I, for one, am
VERY jealous! Don't cross your legs. Spread them."
Producing a rectangular box from her desk, Danielle opened it and
showed its contents to the naked blonde. "Recognize this, dear?" she
asked sweetly.
Terri did. When she had won the affections of one Bobby Marshall in
college, whom Danielle was also in love with, Terri had mailed the
package to the other woman. In the box was a rather large dildo, and
it had been sent with the note, "I got Bobby, but this is roughly the
same size. Enjoy, sweetums!!!"
"I did enjoy this--several times," Danielle reminisced. "I'd take it
out on lonely nights...you know, after you'd stolen a boyfriend, or a
job, from me. I'd work this little guy in and out of my cunt,
fantasizing about the day when I would take this and stick it up your
ass," she finished quietly.
"Danielle....PLEASE!! I'm sorry I did that! That was a long time ago!
PLEASE, I'm not like that anymore..."
Danielle laughed. "Hon, what are you talking about? You were like
that this morning! Remember? How did you say it, 'move over,
second-place, and see a real woman in action?' Or, 'Get out of my way,
second-place, and watch a pro at work'? So have you suddenly been
'born again' since this morning???" Thoughtfully she turned the dildo
over and over in her hands. "I may indeed stick this in your ass. But
for now, I'll just have you have some good clean fun. Get up on my
desk."
Terri obediently climbed on the desk.
"Lie down, on your back. Facing the window. Now spread your legs."
The blonde complied. She was quite a sight to behold, and Danielle, an
active bisexual, appreciated it very much. Offering the dildo to
Terri, she ordered, "Fuck yourself with it. Slide it in. I can see
you're already wet." And it was true. Despite the utter humiliation
the blonde businesswoman felt, she was also quite aroused by her
situation, and the dildo easily slid in.
Danielle would have loved to have stood in front of Terri and watched.
Hell, she would have loved to have joined in. But she had work to do.
Leaving Terri to her own devices, she grabbed the manila folder and
took a seat on the other side of her desk, and began poring over the
paperwork.
Terri worked the dildo in and out of her cunt, taking care to cause it
to make a lot of obscene slurping sounds. If she was going to be
forced to humiliate herself like this, she might as well make it
difficult for the bitch to concentrate on her work. Occasionally
Danielle would look up from her work and order her, "Faster." Terri
switched hands several times, and her hands began tiring quickly.
"How long....." Terri ventured to ask once.
Sharply, Danielle retorted, "Until I tell you to stop, bitch! Or WOULD
you like that in your ass instead?"
"No, ma'am," the blonde mumbled, redoubling her efforts with the dildo.
She WAS very aroused. Her nipples were rock hard, and she began using
her free hand to play with them. The other woman made no move to stop
her.
Looking out the window at one point, Terri saw--FEET??? Then she
realized that she was seeing the window-washer's platform, and that
they were doing the windows on the floor above them.
Terri's blood ran cold as she came to the realization that the
window-washers would be moving down to THIS floor next, and that they
would have a clear, unobstructed view of her masturbation through the
window.
"Danielle....I mean, ma'am...." Terri pleaded. To her credit, her
pace with the dildo never faltered.
"Yes, hon?" Danielle responded, buried in paperwork.
"Outside the window...the window-washers...."
"So? They're there every week. Don't the windows get washed in your
building?"
"Please...they're STRANGERS...they'll see...." Terri protested.
"Do you mind? I'm trying to read here," Danielle chided.
Just then, the window-washers moved down to the floor which Danielle's
office was on. As Terri had feared, the three men saw her right away.
The blonde had no choice but to keep fucking herself with the plastic
cock. Needless to say, no other windows would be getting cleaned that
day.
Looking up from her work, Danielle instructed Terri, "Get on your hands
and knees. Fuck yourself doggy-style with that cock. No, facing them.
I want them to see your expression while you screw yourself." Terri
did as she was told. "Faster and harder. I want them to see you cum."
There were distinct bulges in the trousers of the workers as they
watched. "Cum for them, Terri."
Terri's body betrayed her as she humped back against the dildo in this
obscene self-rape. She was, in fact, very close to cumming. Doggy
style was her favorite way to get fucked, though she would never admit
this to anyone, least of all her arch-rival.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Terri cried out as waves of
pleasure wracked her body. Her pussy was pulsating around the
pistoning dildo as she fervently worked it in and out. The sensations
were so intense that she dropped the dildo, quickly getting her fingers
back in just to have something, anything, filling her horny, wet cunt.
She brought herself off a second time with her fingers, then a third.
"You may stop now," Danielle announced. Terri actually had to be told
twice. As she came down from her pleasure high, she was again reminded
of her situation when she looked up and saw the three window-washers
staring lewdly in at her. The total humiliation swept over and
engulfed her again.
"Thank them," Danielle ordered her without looking up.
"What?"
"Thank those men for being such a terrific audience, hon."
Looking at the men outside the window, Terri whispered the words "Thank
you."
Exasperated, Danielle looked up. "For gods sake, you stupid bimbo,
THANK THEM. Go over to them. Kiss the glass."
So, clad only in heels, Terri hesitantly made her way over to the
glass, planting a soft kiss on it. "Use your tongue....lick the
glass," Danielle instructed. Terri did. The men took turns
"frenching" her back thru the glass.
"Press those 'superior tits' against the glass for them," she was
ordered next. So she mashed her 36D breasts against the window. It
was somewhat cold, and her nipples hardened again almost immediately.
"Go back to the desk. Sit on the edge of the desk, and let them watch
you lick your hard nipples," the brunette directed. "Spread your legs.
Let them see your pretty cunt." Blushing with shame, Terri did as she
was instructed. Still, part of her found the exhibitionism a bit
exciting, and she was ashamed to realize that she was wet, and was
hoping that she would next be told to play with her pussy again.
No such luck. "Come here, Terri," Danielle requested softly, writing
something down on a legal pad. Handing the pad to Terri, "Go show this
to those nice men."
Reading Danielle's scribblings to herself: "Encore Performance
tonight? 8 p.m. Regent Hotel, Room 1283!" Terri recoiled in shock.
"Ma'am....I can't!!! Steven will expect me home....he'll get
suspicious....."
"That's not my problem. You're going to be at this hotel if I have to
drag you there. And either you can have some fun with those three
men....or I'll invite a few of my 'lady friends' up, and some of them
would love to take turns shoving that dildo up your ass, believe me.
What is it going to be?"
Beet-red, Terri walked over to the window and held up the note for the
men. All three of them eagerly acknowledged that, yes, they would be
there to get serviced by the blonde beauty. Finally, Danielle got up
and put an end to this round of Terri's humiliation, by drawing the
window blinds.
"Now....back to business. Sit down," Danielle indicated a chair in
front of her desk, herself sitting in her own chair behind the desk.
"Oh, hon, some of your juices got on my desk there. You wanna lick
that up for me, please?" Terri got right to it, hoping that would be
all she would have to lick today.
Just then someone knocked at Danielle's door. "Come in," she
announced. A woman, probably around the same age as Danielle or Terri,
came in.
"I'm going to be taking off a little early tonight, to pick up my
kids," the newcomer said.
"That's fine, Jeanie. Have a good night," Danielle responded. The
woman left, seemingly having thought nothing was odd about a beautiful
blonde woman, totally naked, licking her boss' desk.
"That's good enough," Danielle assured the other businesswoman. "Now,
I just need you to sign this." She passed a paper to Terri.
"What is it?"
"Your resignation from your company, effective immediately." She
brightened. "I've decided to offer you a job here!"
"What kind of 'job'?" the blonde asked suspiciously.
"Oh, what does it matter? You're going to sign it, and you're going to
be working for me. I need a new secretary anyway."
"But....I have years of experience....college...." Terri fumbled.
"That's nice. But you won't be needing them here," Danielle explained.
"Now SIGN IT," she added in a no-nonsense tone.
What choice did Terri have? She signed the resignation.
"Great!" Danielle bubbled. "I'll see that our mailroom gets this over
there right away! And, welcome aboard!" Danielle was ever the
enthusiastic new employer. "You know," she confided, "I think you're
gonna be better off here than there. I hear that company is about to
take a turn for the worse..." Terri's new boss patted the manila file
folder and grinned.
Terri was speechless.
"What, don't you have any words of thanks to offer your new boss?"
Terri mumbled a "thank you". "Come on now, is that anyway to thank
someone who hired you, despite your history of adultery and corporate
espionage?" Hiking up her skirt and spreading her legs, Danielle gave
her new secretary her first official task. "Get over here, on your
knees! Under the desk, honey. You'll be spending a lot of time under
there!"
Danielle made an honest effort to get some work done. But it was just
no use. No worry, she assured herself as Terri's tongue snaked in and
out of her cunt. Now that she had hired new help, the work would cum
easy.
Terri finally made it home at 12:30am, grateful that the day of hell
was finally over. She had just left the hotel a half hour ago.
She had gone to the hotel at 8:00, just as Danielle had told her to.
There, she had found not only the three men from the window-washing
crew, but also the two men who had "raped" Terri and Danielle earlier
that day. Her clothes had come off in five seconds flat, and she had
been groped, poked and prodded by the horny men. They had gang-fucked
her in every possible combination, with the exception of her
(thankfully, she sighed) still virgin asshole. Fortunately, whenever
one of the men had expressed interest in her backdoor delights, she had
been able to sell him on using her mouth, hands, tits or cunt instead.
After all, she was a saleslady, and a good one at that!
Inevitably, the two "hoodlums" had shown up with their video camera,
and the result was more Terri footage: Terri sucking a cock while
taking one doggy-style. Terri on her back, with one prick in her
mouth, one in each hand, one between her 36D breasts, and one sawing in
and out of her pussy. Terri in the middle of a circle, the five men
standing around, their cocks hard, and the blonde clad only in her
pumps, walking on her knees from one to the next. Terri lying on the
king size hotel bed, five men kneeling around her, jacking off and
eventually covering the blonde beauty with their jism from head to toe.
Terri in the shower, and the men, one at a time, filing in to clean up
and for one last fuck. Finally, after spending half an hour in the
shower trying to wash away the humiliation of being gangbanged, Terri
emerging from the bathroom in one of the hotel robes, to find that the
men have all jacked off into a wine glass for her, a nightcap. Terri
taking the proffered glass, swallowing all five loads of cum with one
gulp, leaving a tiny rivulet of cum running out of the corner of her
mouth and down her cheek.
After the men had left, Terri had retrieved her clothes, only to
discover that all the buttons had been cut from her blouse, meaning
that she would have to hold it together by hand or expose her braless
tits. Fortunately, the lobby of the hotel had been nearly empty.
Returning to her car, Terri had found the windows open. Looking in,
she saw used condoms littering the entire interior of the car. And a
note, "Dear Terri, hope you remember how many times they fucked you,
because that's how many condoms there are in the car. Wouldn't want
you to overlook any and have Steven find them! Love, your new boss,
Danielle." In tears, the young blonde had spent an hour scouring the
car for the sperm-filled condoms. This created great views of her bare
ass for passers-by, especially when she was bending over to look under
the seats (most of the condoms had been hidden here for this reason.)
The car also smelled like jizz, and Terri had to make a stop at a car
wash to spray the car down with a lemon air freshener.
Once safely at home, Terri felt the need to shower yet again, though
she suspected that no amount of soap would ever make her feel clean
again. She sobbed throughout her entire shower, wondering how she had
managed to get herself into this mess. Then, toweling herself off, the
exhausted woman climbed into bed.
Steven, half-awake, murmured "Rough day?"
"The roughest," Terri whispered. Steven was eager to make it better,
and he began rubbing his hand on her thigh. Terri gently took his hand
away.
"Too tired, sweets..." she murmured. A lie. Terri knew that she
wouldn't be able to sleep. The truth was, she ached all over from the
train she had just been fucked by. Steven thought nothing of it and
simply went back to sleep.
The bedside phone rang awhile later, the clock on the night stand said
1:17. It was Danielle.
"Hi there, I just wanted to see how it was going for my newest
employee."
"Fine," Terri sighed.
"Hubby asleep?"
"Yes," Terri said thru clenched teeth.
"I'm at your front door right now. Come let me in," came the whisper
from the other end of the line.
Knowing she had no choice, Terri threw on her robe and went downstairs.
She paused with her hand on the deadbolt for the front door. What if
her rival--correction, her BOSS, she reminded herself--had set her up,
and arranged to have more men on the other side of this door, lying in
wait to rape her some more?
Realizing that even if there were an entire gang of men waiting to fuck
her, she would have no choice in the matter anyway, she quietly opened
the door.
Danielle stood there alone, also clad in a robe. She had obviously
been unable to sleep and had dealt with it by coming to torment Terri
some more. "What did you expect--a gang of men come to rape you?" The
brunette laughed. "It can be arranged, you know."
"What do you want?" Terri demanded.
"I want you to come outside," Danielle ordered. "Now, I want you to
take that robe off."
"Danielle....ma'am....what if the neighbors...."
"....see what a whore they're living next door to? I don't care. I
don't live in this neighborhood."
"Ma'am....please! Don't make me do this!"
"OK. I just have something I have to drop off for Steven. A
videotape. Then I'll be on my way." The brunette turned and headed
back toward her car.
"Wait....ma'am....." Danielle turned around, noting with satisfaction
that the buxom Terri had shed her robe, letting it fall to the ground.
"Good girl," Terri's new boss murmured approvingly. Parting her robe,
she added, "You know the drill."
Terri did. Trembling at the thought of being seen by one of her
neighbors, she nevertheless got on her knees in the moonlight and began
licking Danielle off. Hopefully if she got the bitch off quickly, she
would leave and not make a scene.
Danielle closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations created by the
unwilling Terri's tongue. The blonde was becoming a better cunt-licker
every time she went down on her new boss.
"Oh.....YES!!!!!" Danielle gasped. "Put your fingers in me!" Terri
obliged, putting two fingers into the brunette's pussy. "I didn't say
to stop licking....." Obediently, the blonde's tongue continued its
assault of Danielle's clit.
"Tell me...." Danielle moaned, "did Steven fuck you tonight?"
"No..." Terri whispered between licks. "Too sore."
In mock horror, Danielle pushed Terri's face away from her cunt.
"WHAT? You didn't have the DECENCY to SATISFY YOUR OWN HUSBAND?" she
asked loudly. "After you sucked and fucked HOW MANY STRANGE MEN today?
Six, wasn't it? Or was it twenty-six?" Terri looked around nervously.
Lights were coming on in a few of the neighbor's houses.
"Please, Danielle....my neighbors will hear....."
"Well then, fine," the brunette said reasonably, "let's continue this
in your house." And Danielle entered the house, Terri having no choice
but to follow.
Thankfully, Danielle lowered her voice to a whisper once they were in
the house. "Since you wouldn't take care of your husband's
needs...I'll just have to do it for you."
"He won't--" Terri began defiantly.
"He won't know it's me, because my head will be underneath the
bedsheets. Unless you'd just like me to wake him up and invite him
down here to watch a movie? I have a nice steamy adult flick in the
car. It's called 'Terri the Tramp'."
"You wouldn't."
"Try me, bitch," Danielle offered softly. "Now, I'm going to have a
little fun with hubby. He'll probably stay half asleep through it and
he'll just think it's you. You are going to stand in the doorway and
watch."
Terri was bawling. "PLEASE," she whispered urgently. "Please don't do
this....please....I'll do anything...I'll sleep with whoever you want
me to....please....Danielle.....ma'am....PLEASE! My marriage means so
much to me, PLEASE don't....."
Danielle only laughed. "At 11 yesterday morning, your marriage meant
nothing compared to a chance to show me up and humiliate me. Now it's
your turn to be humiliated, Terri." Shedding her robe, she padded
softly up the stairs. Terri, powerless to do anything but watch, did
just that. She watched in horror as the cruel brunette's head
disappeared under the bedsheets. Soon, Danielle's outline under the
sheets began a steady bobbing motion, like some obscene white ghost in
their bed. The obscenely loud slurping noises coming from beneath the
covers, coupled with Steven's ever-increasing moans of pleasure, cut
thru Terri like a knife.
As tears were flowing freely for Terri, other juices were flowing for
Danielle. Her mouth was well-stuffed with Steven's sizable cock, but
other parts of her needed attention. Reaching down with the hand that
wasn't massaging Steven's balls, she began rubbing her clit slowly.
Steven didn't suspect a thing. "Mmmmmmm changed your mind huh?" he
moaned dreamily, thinking that it was his wife going down on him
beneath the covers.
Danielle muttered an "mmmm hmmmm...", understandably muffled. Behind
her somewhere, she could just make out the sound of Terri sobbing
quietly. She increased the amount of slurping noises accordingly.
This was no problem for Danielle, who had always been a "noisy eater",
whether her mouth was full of cock or cunt.
And now it was time for the coup de grace, Danielle thought to herself
smugly. Taking the bedsheets, she flipped them so that they were now
covering Steven's upper half. Popping his cock out of her mouth with a
loud smacking sound, Danielle then straddled Terri's husband, facing
away from him (and toward Terri, who was silently begging her to stop.)
Despite the blonde's pleas, Danielle slowly impaled herself on
Steven's cock.
It was wonderful. The ruined look on Terri's face was priceless. As
an added stab in her breaking heart, Danielle now silently indicated to
her that she was to finger fuck herself.
In shame, Terri did as she was told. Occasionally she would mouth the
word "please" to the woman now enjoying her husband in her bed.
Danielle, however, had no intentions of stopping; in fact, she blew
Terri a kiss and doubled her pace. She was able to get herself off
three times before Steven tensed up and filled her cunt with his hot
cum. Terri, heartbroken, hung her head in shame.
Without further ado, the brunette homewrecker dismounted and left the
bedroom. Pulling Terri behind her, she headed back down the stairs.
The young blonde was hysterical, quietly falling to pieces. Danielle
couldn't help but feel for her a little bit. Gently, she reached out
and hugged the other woman, running her fingers thru Terri's hair
trying to soothe her. She kissed the blonde softly on the lips, then
followed with a more urgent, more passionate kiss. Terri found herself
returning the kiss, her tongue sliding into the mouth that had, just a
few minutes ago, been servicing her husband's cock.
Terri actually felt a wave of relief sweep over her. Maybe she's going
to end this now, she thought hopefully. Maybe this was her revenge for
how mean I was to her, and it's over now.
Their tongues still duelling, Danielle steered both of them over to the
sofa, pulling Terri down on top of her. Without even being told, the
blonde's hands moved to Danielle's small but firm breasts, squeezing
them gently.
Danielle broke the kiss. "You like my tits?"
"Yes," Terri breathed.
"Too bad you had to make fun of them all those times," the other woman
replied, some of the harshness returning to her voice.
"I know, Danielle...I'm...."
"Ma'am...." Danielle corrected.
"Ma'am....I know....I'm sorry I...."
But Danielle interrupted. "Eat my pussy clean. Lick your husband's
cum out of me."
Terri's eyes pleaded. Her mouth opened to do the same, but the other
woman cut her off. "Do it now, or I'll go upstairs and ask him to do
it for me...." Terri needed no further urging. For what seemed like
the hundredth time, she lowered her tongue to Danielle's cunt.
Danielle didn't leave for another hour. During that time, Terri not
only cleaned out Danielle's pussy, she also went upstairs and sucked
all of the other woman's taste off of her sleeping husband's cock, as
it was Danielle's turn to stand in the doorway, excitedly rubbing her
clit. Steven got hard again, and Terri milked the cum from his balls,
not swallowing it but keeping it in her mouth. Then going to Danielle,
french kissing her and at the same time delivering her husband's jism
into the brunette's mouth for her enjoyment.
Finally Danielle did leave, making Terri walk her to her car. The
young blonde was still hoping that this was as far as the other woman
would be taking this game. Her hopes were shattered when Danielle told
her, "See you at 9 in the morning. You have a busy day ahead."
In tears, Terri turned to go back in the house, still nude. Only to
discover that Danielle had locked the door. Panicking for a moment
until she remembered where the spare key was hidden, under a statue at
the side of the porch. Terri unlocked the door, then put the key back
in its hiding place and went inside.
Half a block away, Danielle watched, mentally noting the hiding place
of the key. "Good night, Terri," she whispered. Then, "Good night,
Steven...."
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