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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ O-2000 - Part 20 (Fdom/f, rom, hum, oral, fetish) By "SafeWord" Dedicated to: Deirdre, Who could say more in fewer words than I'll ever manage: to: Lenny Bruce for his courage to:"O" O-2000 : Majori Cedo : Episode XVII : Angels Wanta Fall : Ver by ME 5 Days in May : Ver by BR "Veneration for veneration" Majori Cedo - author (For readers who may be following this series. As I have not written for a while. I have included the essential complete portion of O's encounter with Wendy, part of which was in 0-2000 part 19) When Wendy arrived, it was awkward at first. The truth was I didn't know her too well nor she me. I showed her around the apartment and got her a cooler from the bar. As we sat and talked, she told me about her Dad's business and how she was still attending university as well as learning how to run the shop. I got her another cooler and learned about courses she was taking and all her friends. She was on her third drink by the time we went into my bedroom as she wanted me to show her the things we had purchased at her Dad's store. I nervously yakked away and displayed various outfits J had gotten for me. She was sitting on my bed and seemed to have a distant, smokey look in her eyes. "Why don't you put on that body harness she got you. I'd like to see it on you again." The harness she wanted me to wear was just little straps of leather and concealed nothing. It was made to show off a naked body, not cover it and left me completely bare, my breasts and between my legs, uncovered. I hesitated but she said, "Please, I've seen it on you before." So, I took off my clothes and put on the skimpy little harness. She helped me adjust it properly, then said, "Turn around let me see you." I turned all around for her and she reached out and touched my erect nipple. She nervously smiled and said. "I really like it...but...It looked better on you... at the shop... when you were on your knees." I looked at her expectant face. Then slowly dropped to my knees on the bedroom floor. She smiled, looking down at me kneeling in front of her. "Does she have you trained so you do everything you're told?" "No... she didn't train me...I just like to." Wendy grinned, then reached down and drew off her white bobby socks. She leaned back on her hands and slid her bare toes across the floor toward me. "Would you kiss them? I've never had anyone do that before. I'd like to watch you do it." ** Wendy left about five, hurrying off her parents for supper. Testing, to see what she could invent to make me do. She had availed herself of me all afternoon. Experimenting and putting use to my compliance to live out her fantasies. Wicked little secrets harboured in the erotic centres of her imagination. As I laved her feet, she slid her toes under my snaking tongue. Her playful voice above me, "Oh that tickles..No!... don't stop, keep licking them, it feels delightful." Then... "Open your mouth. I want you to suck them," and elevated her toes to touch on my lips. I settled my lips over her little toes, nibbling them gently, diving my wet tongue between each little digit. She wiggled them in pleasure within my hot mouth. Finally she withdrew them and directed my attentions to her wrinkled soft soles and heels. Raising herself up, her panties fell to her ankles, against my cheek, covering and interfering with my licking task. She told me to sit up and dangling her panties from a toe, brushed them back and forth over my face. "Do you like that? Come on... Tell me!" "Yes, I like that." "Do you like my smell?" "Yes." Sitting up herself, Wendy snuggled her panties down over my head and pushed the crotch of them between my lips. "Taste me honey, chew these a while." Eyes veiled, by flimsy silk. Lips tasting, tart spending from silky soiled lingerie. Ears hearing rustling, as she undresses. In a pretty well done John Wayne impression. "Well! Come over here pilgrim. Time for you to worship at my little shrine." Gentle hands drew my leaning head to spread open thighs. Leaving the panties covering me. Wendy pulled aside a leg hole uncovering my mouth so it could attend to her passion's hole. Essence, sweet, strong, delicious on my tongue and lips. She stroked my hair as I worked on her. So went the afternoon. She had me give her a tongue bath from her breasts to her toes. From her neck to her heels. Extra attention demanded on her back side, meaning long tongue licks in and on the tasty brown wrinkled puckered passage hiding in a valley of rounded white soft flesh. Another round of licking, sucking in, on, around, over her little gaping, gushing gash. Her moans, her cries, her curses, her hands pulling, her coming on my face, and once again. Ordered to lie on my back, face still covered by her lingerie, while she stuck her toes in me. I had to ask her Please... not to probe too deeply as J would be upset if my hymen was damaged. Wendy was fascinated by that and made me spread myself open with my hands, so could she examine me. Then moved her toes back and forth in my wetness getting them juicy and moist so she could have me use my mouth clean them, making me lick off my own juices, making me do the same to her other smeared foot. Taste of me on her feet, my excitement on her toes, my lips. Her giggles above me, continuously. Her feet replaced by her hips, her loins, her pleasure box, her fleshly grinding on my upturned face, my open mouth. Her hands play with my centre as I suck her. I come from her touch, crying out, her flesh drowns my cries, smothers them. Time passes while she, while I, recover. Her bottom sitting firmly settled now, on my face, hard, completely, a smothering fantasise, fulfilled. Toying with my nipples for her amusement. Her new throne. My face. Queened. *** Passion sated, we rested, showered together. She had to leave. Slipping on my robe, I walked her to the elevator. Plans for another get together at an unknown future time. Smiles between us of debauched pleasures enjoyed. Her hand on the elevator button. A last request. "I'll come by and see you, again... Kiss me before I leave... No Dear... on my shoes!" (Giggle) As always, compliant, I knelt to bid homage, to sanctify my piety at her leather altar. My Lips, soft, warm on Her leather, hard, cool. My pledge of devoutness, submission, to her will. Smiling at me in smug amusement, derision, the elevator doors close, my temporary ruler, Queen, portals away to her world. Immune from thought, I turn away. ** Feasting all afternoon, but still hungry, I went looking for more substantial fare. Maria must have been waiting for me. She was in the kitchen still working when I entered. She had made me up a light meal and we talked about what I like of foods I enjoyed. She wish to know so as to prepare my favourites. We sat together drinking coffee and talked a bit on J's and my favourites foods and eating habits. J it seems, was on the go so much she didn't eat properly. Not that it seemed to be hurting her figure any. Maria seemed happy, having another person to cook for and asked if the girls could clean my room now. I blushed when she told me that they had not wanted to disturb me and my friend so they had stayed away from the bedrooms. At my assent, she called the girls and told them to go ahead. Their eyes remained on me, expressions curious and intrigued as they hurried off to their work. At my puzzled expression Maria haltingly explained that one of them had inadvertently almost walked completely in on my friend and I... at our play, as she called it. She explained the girls had buzzed about what they had seen all afternoon but she had instructed them to mind their business and get on with their work. I didn't have much time to think on the what's and wherefores of that as J arrived home and I hurried to greet her. She was in a great mood, chatting on about her days activities, but her body was tired and sore. After shopping, she and her Dad had been out riding the family horses all afternoon. She complained that she was really out of practice. I poured her a hot sudsy bath and washed her body slowly from tip to toe, while she relaxed and soaked. I then shampooed her hair and after drying her. Readied her for bed. She was very tired. She directed my mouth unto her and used me, only for a single satisfying, spasm of release, then murmured goodnight and quickly dropped off to sleep. Creamy taste of her still on my lips, I retired to my room, smiling. J was up early and had already left for work, when I awoke. She left a note advising that one of her office assistants would be I to see me later and I reminded me that I had a appointment with her dietician at noon. I smiled to myself wondering if that expert would approve of my recent steady diet. Maria already had coffee ready for me. I normally never eat breakfast so sat and enjoyed it, while I woke up. She poured herself a cup and chatted with me. The cleaning girls were not in yet. Maria advised me that they were so excited by what they had accidentally seen that she thought she might she have her work cut out, keeping them from bothering me. Knowing what she meant, I didn't look up but told her that as long as they did their work, and kept the apartment very clean... and if, I wasn't too busy with my studies. Then, I didn't mind if they stopped in to visit me. She nodded and said that if I wished privacy, to tell her. If the door to my room was closed, or I was elsewhere in the apartment. She would advise the girls, not to disturb me. That agreed to, I went off to shower and change. ** The lady from J's office phoned and arrived at nine. She showed me how J's appointment logs were handled and gave me access to J's computer appointment booking system. I was surprised to find that J was not hard wired to her main system on a secure line, rather she accessed as a remote terminal on a public server. I started asking questions and found out, as far as she knew...J's computer did not even have a rudimentary firewall. I then told her to have some changes made. I asked her to have a secure lines ran into the apartment for J and myself. Also I to arranged for both of us to have full administration privileges and access on any corporate system in place, anywhere in J's corporation. She wasn't too sure on that but I told her to clear it with J, otherwise have it done. If she was surprised with my computer savvy and assertiveness on the subject, she never showed it, nor questioned my instructions. She may have asked J's permission, if so, I never found out. The installers were there at noon and in and out in an hour, running, installing the secure lines. I could access anything in the corporate records by the next morning and personally installed the firewalls on our two machines. One of J's corporate branches in Detroit had in my opinion, the absolute best defended firewall system in the world. All my hacker friends and I grudgingly agreed on that. Try to attack sometime a monitored DARPA designed security system that launches counter C-2 attacks. You'll end up with a melted motherboard and cops at the door in an hour. So I borrowed a copy, installed it and sent word to J's system's people in her main office that they should switch to it. They did, took them a week. Her staff may have wondered who I was to authorize the changes. But not to me, no one questioned my right to tell them, they just had it done. Some kind of power gap there, someone should have questioned or argued!! It was one of those things some people spend their lives as part of a committee making the wrong decision then defending to the death the incompetence therefore derived. Anyway, I just assumed J knew what I was doing and approved it. I wasn't worried, she told me to look after her property and nothing was more important personal property, than her files. The dietician was nice. She took my weigh and measurements, then talked to me about what I ate and such. She put me on multivitamins and set me up on a exercise routine in the apartment's little gym. She showed me some simple stretching exercises and then how to use the machines properly. I regularly worked out and hour a day in there from then on. The cable installers kept glancing at my body, well revealed in my little gym suit, but kept on with their work. After the installers and dietician had left. I wandered into my room to inspect the installation. I am surprised to find one of the staff girls still cleaning my bedroom, She doesn't seem to have any set goal and is just fussing around dusting the dressers, all of which look perfectly clean to me. I grin at her and she beams. She walks to the door as if to leave but stops and turns back to face me, her expression nervous. I smile and wait, curious. She says something in Spanish but I shrug my shoulders to indicate I don't understand her. She then slowly lifts her skirt and moves her hand down onto her white panties and rubs herself. I can see moisture soaking the material. She smiles at me, but looks scarred. Still, lust out weighs fear and she is making a sly but unmistakable offer. Walking over to her and I sink down at her feet. Leaning my face into her, I sniff at her loins. Odours of cheap perfume, sweet sweat, musk and pee, fill my senses. My tongue flicks out, licks at her panty band and she gasps in delight. She pulls aside the material blocking my mouth from her heated body. Pushing on my head, she forces my face into her moistness. Lowering tilting her hips, she wantonly humps her cunt into my mouth. My face, my tongue...uses my features as her personal dildo. Whispering unintelligent words to me softly in Spanish, her fear is now gone, her passion is in control. Both hands now, on my head, the strength in her little arms amazing me. Thrilling me. Her trying to insert my face completely into her little inflamed succulent womanhood. I keep my hands down at my sides, my tongue, mouth, lick, suck, what flesh parts stay in place long enough to have effect. My eyes are closed, my mind blank, working... happy. Oh so happy, pleased, to be needed, used, controlled. Other voices in the room , cause me to open my eyes. I look up and see the other two cleaning girls have entered. The one riding my face, speaking to them, enthusiastically coaxing them to join in. Them laughing, excitedly. Female legs and loins around me. Surrounding me. Eager hands push my gym suit off my shoulders, down, to my hips. I kneel before them, for them, semi naked, breasts exposed. My head tipped back, my face buried in fur and flesh. The pussy I service, gushes passion, it's owner yipping out as she climaxes and shoves me away. My head is grabbed by a new set of eager feverish hands and another pussy, is presented, shoved in my face for pleasuring. Unknown urgent instructions but intent known. Hands on the back of my head forcing, holding my face in her friend's open wet flower. Laughter. Whimpers of ecstasy from above. Soft grunts, hisses. New tastes of another female's arousal, spending, in my mouth. Hands pull me by my hair to another wet gash. Her pussy is rubs all over my face, smearing female juices over my unturned countenance. Hands play with my hair. Feel my breasts. The three girls pass me around, share me, as I kneel at their feet. Taking, riding my face, my mouth again and again. When they are spent out, they draw my suit back up on my shoulders and help me to my feet. They wave and slip out of my room. Laugher and girlish snickers, follow after their departing voices. Licking my lips, savouring their collective tastes. I take a long hot shower and climb into my bed to have a nap. I was going to have and interesting time controlling or being controlled by the staff. But Maria could handle the details, no reason not to have amusements. THE END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 12