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Chapter Four - The making of a slave but ending as Sparticus



	I didn't speak to Laura at all the following week, giving her some 

time to think about how tight a bind I really had her in. During that week 

she seemed to be trying to get back into a normal routine but it was 

obvious by both her demeanor and hall talk that she was preoccupied

and her work was suffering. 



	Another week went by and after several private conversation 

between Laura and one of the firms partners two of the more influential 

cases Laura was assigned too were given over to other office personnel 

and I knew I had better talk to her for fear she might do something that 

would jeopardize my hold on her.



	On Wednesday at around ten in the morning I managed to catch 

Laura alone long enough to let her know I wanted to see her in the storage 

room. About a half hour later she came to see me.



	"You better get your act together," I told her. "or your going to fuck 

yourself up real good."



	"I'm already fucked up!" She answered. " Screw you anyway. I can't 

go on like this never knowing if or when you'll decide to turn me in. So why 

should I do anything worth while? At some point you'll just screw me over 

anyway, so what's the point."



	"I told you," I said. "if you cooperate you've got nothing to fear from 

me. I don't give a rats ass about this firm or the cops for that matter, all I 

cared about was making your life miserable because of what a bitch you are. 

I guess I've succeeded it doing that."  



	"Yeah. You've done that all right." She said with disgust.



	"Well, I'll tell you what." I said. "You prove to me you can be my 

loyal little servant for a little while, just a short time more and I promise 

I'll be out of your life forever."



	"Yeah sure." She answered. "Like I can believe anything you say. 

To hell with you. Your not to be trusted and in the end no matter what, I'm 

the one in jail and a career down the toilet. Fuck you!"



	"With that attitude your definitely finished." I told her. "But just 

think for a minute. What the hell have you got to lose? If you really do 

believe no matter what I'm going to turn you in, you might just as well turn 

yourself in, but what if there is an outside chance that I'll let you off the 

hook. Why not play the hand no matter how the odds are stacked. You can't win 

if you don't play."



	She seemed to think about what I had just told her. After several 

seconds she must have made up her mind because she said. "What the hell. 

Okay, on the outside chance that you might keep your word for once, I'll play. 

So how do I prove to be a loyal little servant?"



	"Well, for starters," I told her. "you can get down on your knees and 

give me some head, you've really gotten me horny and I've been saving up this

load in my ball's for a solid week."



	"Screw you!" She said angrily. "I'm at work for Christ sake. I......"



	I cut her off. "That's not how a loyal servant would act. Besides, all

I'm asking is that you work on my knob."



	"Jesus Christ!" She shook her head but then dressed in her light blue 

business suit she dropped down to her knees in front of me. I reached down 

and unzipped my fly bringing my hard cock through the opening. Laura took it 

into her mouth driving her head forward and back along my hot meat. I pushed

my hips into her and felt the tip of my cock slip down into her throat. She 

gagged twice then almost in panic pulled quickly backward away from my cock. 

"God! Don't do that. I almost choked..." She stammered.



	"You won't choke. Try it again. I want it deep. Come on I'll go slow."



	She uttered something under her breath I couldn't hear then took my

stiff rod into her mouth again. I pressed forward and drove it down her throat 

again. As before she gagged and I pulled back. She slowly learned to control

the gagging reflex and took me deep on each forward thrust of her head.  



	Looking down at her deep throating me sent me flying and after only a 

minute or two I felt my orgasm erupt and the ecstasy of shooting a week's load

of sperm directly down her gullet was extreme. She panicked again but this

time because she was unable to breath with both my cock and the flood of cum 

cutting off her wind pipe, I pulled back and finished emptying my balls inside

her lovely mouth. Laura now only thinking of catching her breath, swallowed 

several times letting my juices slide down her throat as I continued pumping 

hot jissum out of my rod while she was taking short breaths between each 

swallow. 

	

	When my cock stopped bucking she stood up and said in a sarcastic voice.

"So now what? Should the servant girl thank the master for allowing her to eat

his cum?"



	I thought about that a second then nodded my head. "Yeah. Yeah that

would be a nice touch. You bet."



	"Screw you!" She told me, then wiping her mouth across the inside of 

her jacket sleeve she left the room.



		*****************



	I was really starting to get really antsy. I had been holding down this 

janitors gig longer than any job before, and it almost felt like I was going 

straight. Fucking over Laura Whitman was great and everything, but after

having cum inside her several times, along with degrading her, I almost felt

married. Granted, she was a better than average wife willing to suck my cock

dry anytime I demanded, but it still felt a little to much like suburban living.

I decided it was time to knock over the bank, and Laura would help.



	At one time I had considered forcing her to have sex with that little

prick Arnold Lippet while I watched, but after the blow job she had just 

given me I wasn't sure if I wanted to share her or not. Not yet anyway, maybe 

later. I wondered how degraded she would feel having a cock pounding up inside

her hot little snatch and at the same time another one fucking her mouth. 

The more I thought about it the more I liked it. Maybe later.



	I left a note in Laura's in-basket telling her to wait for me in her

office after work offering a proposal that would free her once and for all.



	After most of the other employees had gone home for the evening

I boldly entered Laura's office and closed the door behind me. Laura turned

away from the window and looked at me, "So master," she said in a sarcastic

voice, "what new despicable act must I perform in-order to gain my freedom?"



	"Hey," I said in a mock hurt voice as I held my hands palms up, 

"you miss judge me. I'm here to offer you a deal."



	"Oh, forgive me for jumping to conclusions," she answered still 

maintaining the sarcastic attitude, "I'm just can't help being a little suspicious	 

of men that have sodomized and forced me to suck their cock while I'm at work.

I guess I'm just funny that way."



	"Yeah, well funny or not, you give some great head." I taunted her 

enjoying the moment.



	"It's easy with a cock as small as yours is." She answered nastily.



	"Hmmm...Well your cock sucking abilities or my dick size isn't what 

I came to talk about," I said changing the subject, "I got a deal for you that will

get me out of your hair," I pointed between her legs and smiled before 

continuing, "...forever."



	"So what do I have to do? Let you photograph me while getting

gang raped by some street gang?"



	"Not a bad idea..." I pretended like I was thinking about it, "but no. 

Here's the deal. I intend on knocking off the bank downstairs and I need you 

to case the joint just before I pull the job."



	"What!" She was completely surprised. "Don't you think I'm in

enough legal trouble already? Christ! I can't get involved in any bank

robbery."



	"Don't worry." I assured her, "you won't actually be a part of

the robbery, and I'll have the tape on me. It's yours right after the deal

goes down, I just need you to act like one of the bank customers and 

signal me when the coast is clear then just stand between me a the security

guard until I can get his rude ass laying down on the ground. That's all."



	"That's all! I could get killed!"



	"Christ, what a pussy!" I waved my arm. "You won't get hurt. 

Besides, if you don't help I'll carry through with my second plan of making 

you let that little flatworm Arnold Lippet fuck you while I watch. How'd 

you like to be laying necked under him while he drives his starved little 

cock up your snatch? Bet he's never fucked a hot babe like you before."



	"Your sick!" She almost screamed, but the discussed look on her

face told me she'd do anything not to let Arnold see her necked, let alone fuck

her.



	I went over the details of exactly what I wanted her to do for 

tomorrow's hit, including how I would prove to her she'd get the tape then 

without changing my tone I said, "Now take off your panties and lean over 

the desk. I really need a piece of ass."



	"I....." She started to argue, but I cut her words off.



	"This is the last piece of ass you'll ever have to give me, so step

out of them panties so I can get at your hot box. I need some pussy bitch!"

I still loved torturing her.

	

	"Your a filthy bastard! You know that?" She said rhetorically, but

she reached under her skirt and pulled off her underpants.



	She leaned forward across her desk and I quickly raised her skirt

exposing her round pink ass. "Spread your legs.' I told her as I dropped my

pants and gripped her around the waist preparing to penetrate her.



	She moved her high heeled feet apart several inches and I leaned

into her enjoying the warm tight grip of her snatch around my stiff cock.



		**********************



	The following day everything went as planned. I showed Laura I 

had the tape in my jacket pocket then sent her down to the bank a little 

before two in the afternoon.



	Holding my disguise I took the stairs down then waited in the hall

for Laura's all clear sign. When she gave it I slipped on the ski mask and

trench-coat then entered the bank with my gun ready.



	I yelled for everyone to get down on the floor waving the gun

wildly making sure it could be seen. Laura did exactly as I had instructed

and placed herself between me and the bank security guard until he was

safely laying flat on his stomach on the floor.



	Just as I turned toward the tellers I felt the bullet rip into my right

side even before the loud report of the gun shot reached my ears. I turned

and a second bullet plunged into my stomach slamming my body into

the teller window behind me. A third round drove into my stomach and

I slowly slid down the false oak counter onto the floor.



	I found it difficult to focus my eyes but I could see Laura holding

the security guards gun with the barrel still smoking.



	I took little notice of the panic that broke out with people screaming

and running around crazily, then Laura was bending over me slipping the

tape out of my pocket. "He who fucks last, fucks best." She whispered just

before the guard leaned down and took the gun from her hand.



	"And....we...were....were... so... good together." I choked out

with a last bit of humor, spitting blood with each word.....then everything 

went black.



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