("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- This Couple is Mine by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com) *** A young couple submit to the husband's dominant boss. (Mdom/MF, MM, reluc, bi, exh, oral, huml, cream-pie) *** The seeds to this story were planted in Germany nearly twelve years ago. I was a junior NCO stationed at a small Kasserne located just outside of Stuttgart. I wasn't where I had planned to be. It had always been my dream to become a proud member of the 101st Airborne and make that my career. Before I joined the Army I had beefed up and worked hard at an exercise regimen of pushups, sit-ups, pull-ups and running that had me well ahead of my peers when I arrived to start my military career. Basic training had been a breeze and Airborne training nearly as easy. I was slated to graduate at the top of my class when, on my last qualifying parachute jump I shattered my ankle. Some fool that jumped after me screwed up packing his chute and it didn't open all the way. He came down too fast and used my chute to break his fall. He all but collapsed my chute and I hit the ground far too fast. It took me nearly a year to recover from the surgery and complete the physical therapy. When it was all over the doctors wouldn't clear me for airborne duty. I was, however, cleared for other active duty assignments as the Army saw fit. I ended up being retrained and assigned to the Signal Corps. I was not a happy soldier. Although I wasn't happy, I was good at it. I was back in peak physical shape and I took pride in my appearance and the job that I did. I was soon being promoted ahead of my peers and because of my appearance, my job performance and my high test scores the officers I worked with frequently tried to talk me into requesting assignment to Officer Candidate School. I was flattered, but my desire for a military career ended when my ankle was shattered. If I could not be in the 101st I intended to get out at the end of my enlistment. I started attending evening college classes and getting some of them out of the way before I got out and became a full time student. My life wasn't all about the Army and my studies though. I loved Germany. I loved the people and the beer and the food and the sights. I learned enough of the language to get by and I spent many a weekend driving around the German countryside in my MGB. There was a nice little Gasthaus across the street from the front gate of our Kasserne. There were about a dozen of us that were regulars there and we had our own table in the corner, our Stammtisch. The beer was good and cold and the schnitzel was excellent. We would gather there at the end of the day for a few drinks and the chance to flirt with the pretty German waitress. Towards the beginning of the month we would eat supper there. The last week or two we usually could only afford the beer. One of the guys in our group of regulars, Don, was more of a hanger on actually. We tolerated him more than accepted him. He worked for me and he seemed to follow me around like a little puppy. He wasn't a bad kid really, just somewhat personality challenged. He was a good worker though and I didn't mind looking out for him a little. That is why I find it so hard to explain what happened. I can offer some excuses, but what I did was so far out of the norm for me that I really don't understand what came over me. The men's room at the Gasthaus was in the basement. I went down there one evening, not much before closing time and used the facilities. I was pretty drunk. I didn't usually get drunk. I normally had two or three beers and went back to my room in the barracks. Until recently I had been living with a German girl in an apartment in the small town. She kept pressuring me about marriage and we ended up breaking up a few weeks earlier. I had moved back into the barracks. Not the ideal place to live, but very affordable. We had been having a good time that night, though, and I had drunk twice my normal limit. Don't forget, we're talking about German beer here, not watered down American beer. When I was leaving the men's room I had to wait at the foot of the narrow stairs for Don to come down. He smiled drunkenly and stopped to engage me in inane conversation. He was a skinny guy without any more muscle on him than he needed to propel his body from point A to point B. He was nineteen and blonde and if he hadn't shown me pictures of his fiancé I would have guessed he was gay. I wouldn't have cared. He wouldn't have been the first gay I had working for me in the Army and I don't have a problem with them. I don't give a shit about "Don't ask don't tell." I don't get rid of a good worker for something that isn't any of my business. What happened next is all pretty hazy. We had been standing outside of an unlocked store room. I remember pushing Don into that room and forcing him to his knees and forcing him to suck me off. I don't know why. I'm not gay or bi. It had only been a few weeks since I broke up with my girlfriend, I wasn't all that horny and, despite what happened that night, and the subsequent events that I am going to relate, I am actually a pretty nice guy, if I do say so myself. Like I said, the events of that evening were a bit hazy. I remembered that he didn't fight very hard. He cried when it was over, but he did it. Afterwards I felt like a real shit, which was totally appropriate. Instead of going back upstairs to the table I went out through a backdoor and went to my room. When I woke up the next morning I couldn't believe what I had done. I went out to the morning formation in front of the barracks and fully expected to be arrested. I tried to act like nothing had happened. When I looked at Don he blushed, but didn't say anything. I was uncomfortable around him for a week or so, but he never said anything and eventually it was, if not forgotten, at least pushed into the background. That would have been the end of it, if it had never happened again. But it did. A month later I was in a barracks room just down the hall from my own, playing spades and drinking good, cheap, German wine. When the game was over I went back to my room at the end of the hall. Being an NCO I had a private room and I shut the door and got undressed. I was not as drunk as I had been that night at the Gasthaus, but I wasn't sober either. I intended to lie in bed and read for a while and then get some sleep. I had just finished stripping down to my shorts when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Don standing there. He looked nervous and he said that we needed to talk. He pushed past me and I shut my door and he started talking about that night at the Gasthaus and how upset he was and he wanted an apology. I swear I don't know what happened. As I said, I wasn't all that drunk this time. All I know is that I pushed him back down on his knees and pushed my shorts down and forced him to suck me off again. This time though, I was at least sober enough to realize that, although he was crying and not doing it willingly, he wasn't fighting me. When it was over he struggled to his feet and in a quiet, hurt voice he said, "God damn you Sarge!" As soon as he left I felt like shit. I was more sober this time though, and I couldn't help but wonder at his reaction, his lack of a struggle. Hell! If someone tried to make me suck their cocks they would have had to beat me half to death, and I still would have bitten the damned thing off for them! It happened once more before I was discharged and returned home and went to college full time. We had been out in the field on a two week field problem. One night he and I were alone in one of the signal rigs on the night shift and I pulled out a bottle of Crown Royal that I had hidden in the rig. We both had a few shots. This time though, I was sober. I asked him, "Why don't you fight?" He looked at me and just shrugged. I had to ask. "Do you want to be made to do that?" He shook head vehemently. I looked at him in wonder for a minute, then I stood up and pulled out my cock and he didn't move. I walked over to his chair and grabbed his head and forced my cock into his mouth and fucked his face. It only took a few minutes. When it was over he just sat there for a few minutes. He didn't cry this time. He didn't swear. He looked over at me after a minute or two and said, "Are you done?" I seemed to be more embarrassed than he was! He didn't even leave the rig after that. I gave him another shot of Crown Royal and then we sat waiting for something to do. The funny thing was, I had another month after that before I was sent back to the States to be discharged and he didn't avoid me or mention it. I couldn't help but wonder if he wanted me to do it again. That wasn't the only thing I wondered about though. I wondered at my own reaction. I was just not the kind of person that did things like that. I was just as put off by sex with another male as any other heterosexual male would be. I guess there was just something about Don. Not that he turned me on, but that he let me dominate him. I thought about it from time to time. I wondered why I had done it, and why I had kept doing it. I never did it with anyone else. I was never tempted to. I went back to real life after that. I returned home and with the little bit of money that I had saved up, the help I got from Uncle Sam, and the tuition assistance I got from a good school I was able to attend a good college and I had a great time. I learned a lot. I was three or four years older and that much more mature than the kids that I was in school with. I partied now and then, but not like the rest of the kids. I applied myself and got a good education and graduated Summa Cum Laude. I considered hanging around and getting an advanced degree. I was enjoying school. I was anxious to stop being poor though and I had gotten some very good job offers. I took the job with the combination of the highest potential for rapid advancement and the best salary and benefits package and I was off to climb the ladder of success. I did well too. I must say that a lot of my success in college and in business was due to my airborne training. I had learned a lot about perseverance. I didn't give up easily and I was more apt than a lot of my peers to think outside the box. I think that I also had a more firm grip on my ethics than a lot of the people around me. I had a pretty firm sense of right and wrong, despite what you might think of me after the way I had treated poor Don in Germany. My business life and my social life were both doing fine. I had no love life. I dated from time to time, but I almost never dated the same girl twice. They all seemed so vacuous. They all reminded me of my German girlfriend. I had the impression that they were looking for a ring on the second date. I was getting to be of an age that I was starting to consider marriage. I was just about to turn thirty-one. It just seemed like every time that I met a woman that really appealed to me she was already married. I didn't spend too much time worrying about it though. If I met someone then that would be great. If not, well, I'd cross that bridge when I came to it. I had been working for Miles, Gunn and Lewis for only four years when I was selected over a room full of men and women that had more seniority than me to take over a major satellite office in another state. There were a lot of mixed feelings about that from the people that I worked with. Most people realized that I was more than qualified, and that I had really earned it. I suppose that they couldn't help being jealous though. Luckily I am a fairly personable guy and I was popular enough that there weren't a lot of hard feelings. I was pretty excited. I had been given free rein when it came to how I ran my office and I had some ideas that I was anxious to try out. I was also excited about the huge pay raise. I packed up my clothes and headed for my new home town. The company was paying to move me, once I found a place to live. I found a suite in a medium priced extended stay inn and after unloading the car I drove out to my new office. I went in and walked around without letting anyone know that I was there, just to get an idea of what it was like. I saw a few problems, like the lack of security, but I was impressed by how hard everyone seemed to be working. It was too soon to judge, but it didn't look like there would need to be a bloodbath when I started work. I left and drove around town aimlessly for a while, just trying to get a feel for the place. It was not a big city. It was a medium sized town that was a suburb of a nearby city and it seemed like a nice place to live. I saw a few areas that were promising and the next morning I contacted a realtor and started looking around for a nice house in a good area. I didn't need to hurry. I had two weeks before I needed to check in. I was anxious to get to work though and serendipity being what it is I found the house I wanted on the second day. I had managed to put aside enough money in the last four years that I could write a check for half of the price of the home and I financed the remainder for five years. My new salary would allow me to make those payments and a little extra and still have an amount left over that was equal to my previous salary. Life was good. After spending half a day doing paperwork and after getting permission to move in right away I arranged for utilities in my new home and the movement of my property from my old home. In four days I was ready for work. I went in to my new office and this time I let it be known that I was there. My predecessor was still there, waiting to help me settle in and he was very gracious. He showed me around and introduced me to the key people and helped me settle in. He had already removed just about all of his personal belongings from the office. About the only thing he had left was his coffee cup. We spent the next couple of weekdays together and he was very helpful. Then the place was all mine. I spent the next couple of days going around and meeting the people, all of the people, all the way down to the cleaning crew. That was when I received my big surprise. One of my lower level executives was Don! He had known that I was coming and much to my surprise he greeted me warmly. He even invited me to his home to meet his wife and have dinner. I accepted easily, having nearly forgotten about our previous relationship, if it can be called that. I agreed to follow him home the following day, Friday. It wasn't until after I had left him in his office that I felt strange about it. I shrugged it off. I had put that all behind me now. It seemed that he had too. I followed Don to his nice, middle class home in a modest subdivision after work on Friday and met his wife Kylie for the first time. She was the cute young woman that I had seen in those pictures that Don had shown me in Germany nine or ten years ago. She was about thirty now and still very beautiful and very youthful. She seemed reasonably intelligent, but not very well informed. She even bragged about not reading the newspaper or watching the news on TV. That kind of pissed me off. It was that kind of lazy, ignorant behavior that got Bush elected, and then re-elected. I just smiled and let it go. It wasn't my job to tell her what a pinhead she was. It was a shame though, she was obviously not stupid. That made the idea of remaining intentionally uninformed that much more difficult to overlook. She may not have been much of a brain, but she was a great cook and the meal was excellent. After we ate we sat out on the patio and talked. She kept mentioning what good friends Don and I had been in Germany. The more she brought it up the more that I was reminded of the way that I had dominated and abused him. He continued to act as though nothing had happened though. Even when our eyes met it was like the memory had been wiped from his mind. Maybe it had. They had a small pool in the backyard and they invited me to go for a swim to cool off and relax. They had a selection of spare suits and it seemed like a good idea. I had been alone in my suite every evening since I arrived in town and it would be nice to have someone to talk to for a while. Even these two! We went inside and Kylie led me to a spare bedroom and laid out a selection of suits of various sizes for me. I found one that was my size and put it on and went outside again. Kylie was saying something to Don when I stepped out onto the deck and she was suddenly silent and stared at me as if she had never seen a man with his shirt off before. I was no body builder. I was in very good shape though. I had maintained my exercise regimen and lifted a few light weights just to stay toned. Kylie realized that she was staring and she blushed, recovering slowly. She smiled and said, "It looks like you found some trunks that fit." We all headed into the pool and after swimming around a little, Don said, "I'm going to go in and make us a pitcher of Long Island ice tea." He got out and left Kylie and I alone. Kylie was wearing a conservative two piece swim suit, not even a bikini. Even so, she looked very sexy. If I didn't know better I would never have guessed that she was thirty. She had a tight, hard little body. She may not exercise her mind, but she obviously exercised her body. She was shy and I had the impression that she was just as submissive as her husband. I was amused at the way she couldn't keep her eyes off of my chest and my arms. I tried to engage her in conversation, but we didn't have much in common and she couldn't stop staring at me long enough to form a thought. It was a relief when Don came back out and we joined him at the table on the patio. I let Don and Kylie guide the conversation as we sipped our drinks. I thought it strange that Don kept guiding the conversation back to our time together in Germany. Was he trying to remind me that I had dominated him and forced him to suck my cock?! Things got stranger though. After we had each had a couple of glasses of that potent drink, they started telling me far more than I wanted to know about them. I didn't know how much Kylie knew about what had happened in Germany, but I was getting the distinct impression that Don had invited me here and given me alcohol in the hope that something would happen! At first I thought that I must surely be misinterpreting what was going on. I decided that there was one way to find out for sure. Kylie got up and went to the bathroom and when she came back out onto the patio and got within reach I pulled her into my lap. She looked alarmed. She put up a token struggle, but she never said a word, and never once looked to Don for help. I let her struggle briefly and then I said, "Sit still Kylie!" She did! She stopped moving and looked down at the deck and made no sound at all as I put my hand on her lower thigh and moved it slowly up towards the matronly suit that she was wearing. I stopped when my fingers were within two or three inches of the crotch of her suit and I observed her reaction. Her eyes were closed now and she was breathing rapidly. There was a deep flush all the way from her chest up to where the light blonde hair on top of her head took over. I glanced at Don and he was flushed too. He also had a large bulge in the front of his trunks. He looked like he was totally humiliated, and he may have been, but he was also very excited. I turned my attention back to Kylie and I said, "Don, get up and come over here and take Kylie's top off. I want to see her tits." Kylie shook her head and groaned, but then she sat still as Don got up and came closer. He fumbled with the catch in the back of her bra and finally freed it. Her bra slid down her arms and her breasts were free. I pulled her bra off of her arms and tossed it to Don. Kylie had her eyes closed now and the flush seemed even deeper, extending now to the tops of her breasts. She had perfect breasts. She was a very petite woman and her breasts appeared to be a B cup, not that I am an expert. I have a preference for small breasted women though, and I thought that hers were perfect. They were pure white, except for the tiny nipples at the tips. I could have covered her areola with a nickel. Her pencil eraser sized nipples stood firm and her breasts didn't sag at all. Her breathing had become shallower as I stared at her chest. I lightly touched my fingertips to her breast and traced a path around her sensitive flesh and watched her reaction. She fought it, but I could see that she was enjoying what I was doing. When I finally began teasing her nipples her head fell back and she groaned in pleasure. I could tell though that it killed her to show her feelings like that. I squeezed one of her nipples, lightly at first, then harder and harder and one of her hands reached out to grab my wrist. She held my wrist, but she made no attempt to pull my hand away. She squeezed my wrist and grunted. Her head shook back and forth and she moaned, "No, oh dear god no!" Then she shuddered and had a violent orgasm as she fought to keep from vocalizing her feelings. I still didn't have any idea what was going on here with these two. I didn't care anymore either. I waited until it looked like Kylie's breath seemed like it was almost back to normal. Then I picked her up easily and set her on her feet between my legs. Don had returned to his seat as I teased his wife's breasts. I didn't even look at him. I just said, "Don, get back over here and finish stripping your wife. I want to look at her pussy and her ass before she sucks my cock." Her legs were like rubber. When I ordered Don to finish undressing his wife she almost collapsed between my legs. She leaned forward and one of her hands fell to my chest for support. I was watching her and her eyes snapped open and she moved her hands lightly over my muscular chest and then across my shoulder and down over my bicep. She may have wanted to appear reluctant. It was apparent to me, however, that she was looking forward to what was to come. Don pulled the rest of his wife's swim suit off and she was now naked in front of us. I pulled her back into my lap and this time I slid my hand all the way up to the moist slit between her slender, muscular legs. As soon as my fingers touched her slit she almost jumped right out of my lap. She had begun shaking her head again, but she didn't want me to stop. I teased her slit for a minute, enjoying the sensations. It had been quite a while since I had had the pleasure of touching a beautiful, naked woman. This weird situation was totally new to me, but I was enjoying it. I wasn't sure what they were playing, but I was in charge now and it was going to be my game from now on. I asked her, loudly enough for Don to hear, "Kylie, are you any good at sucking cock?" She made an unintelligible noise, almost a keening whine. It was a totally involuntary noise, but primitive and exciting. She was incapable of speech at the moment so I turned to Don and asked, "How about it Don? Is she any good at sucking cock?" He shrugged and said, "No, not really. She thinks it's nasty." I asked, "Is she worse than you?" He blanched, but she seemed not to have heard. He appeared to not know how to answer that. I turned back to Kylie and as I began to saw a couple of fingers in and out of her pussy I said, "Don says that you aren't a very good cocksucker Kylie. You are going to learn. If you are going to be my slut you have to learn how to suck cock. When you suck my cock you are going to have to convince me that you love it. When I fill your mouth with cum you will have to savor it like the nectar of the gods. From now on, your goal in life is to please me. You will please me and anyone else that I order you to please." Her eyes snapped open when the last part of my statement sank into her brain, but she offered no protest. I stood her back on her feet and then I stood up. I ordered Don to come over and pull my trunks off. He obeyed instantly. I stepped out of my trunks after he pulled them down and I ordered Don to strip his off as well. I'm not all that well hung. My cock is totally average in fact. It is about six and a half inches long and maybe a little more than an inch and a quarter in diameter. From what I have read that is just about dead center of average. Don's little dick was about four inches long and not much bigger around than my index finger. I could tell from looking in Kylie's eyes that she most likely had never seen any cock besides Don's. She was staring at mine in awe. I asked, "Do you like that Kylie? Do you like the way my cock looks? Are you ready to show me how much you love it?" She nodded, but I could see that she was nervous. I sat back down and reached over and took the cushion off of an empty chair and placed it between my legs. I ordered Don to be a gentleman and help his wife into position between my legs. When she was in place I said, "Okay Don, now take my cock in your hand and guide your wife's mouth down over it." He looked at me guiltily and then he wrapped his hand around my cock. He placed his other hand behind his wife's head and guided her down until her lips touched my cock. I ordered her to lick it, and while she was doing that I ordered Don to reach between her legs and tease her pussy. I said, "She'll do a much better job of sucking my cock if you keep her excited. Don't let her cum though." I watched Kylie struggle to suck my cock. It was obvious that she didn't do it often, or well. I was quite content to let her practice for a while though. Even a bad blowjob feels good. I looked at Don and said, "Okay Don, what the hell is going on here? You invited me over for this. I can tell you are not the type of people that do this sort of thing. This is totally out of character for both of you!" Don must have thought that I was just going to take advantage of what was being offered and not ask any embarrassing questions. He seemed more embarrassed when I forced him to talk about it than he was about what I was doing, or making him and his wife do. He said, "We have been having problems, sexual problems. I figured it was just because my dick is so small. Well, that and because we are both pretty conservative. That was what I thought until a few months ago when I found Kylie's diaries. I knew it was wrong, but I looked at them. I wondered if she was still in love me and I wondered if I could learn what I could do to make her happy." "What I discovered was not so much the events of her day-to-day life, but her fantasies. She is unhappy, and a lot of her unhappiness is because of me. I want to make her happy. But her fantasies…I can't do those things. I already knew that you were coming here to take over. I knew that you could." This sounded interesting! I had moved my hand to the back of Kylie's head and was making her take more of my cock into her mouth now. She wasn't fighting me, but she wasn't having an easy time of it. I pulled her head off of my cock suddenly and slapped her face. Not hard, just to startle her. I looked at her sternly and said in my best authoritarian voice, "Jesus bitch! It isn't a horse cock. Just relax and swallow on the down stroke. There is no reason why you shouldn't be able to take a cock that size into your throat. Now stop fucking around and get it right!" The look on her face was priceless. Half way between "yes, this is what I wanted" and "oh shit, what have I gotten myself into?!" I pulled her back down and she began struggling with my cock again. At first she was just as inept as before I interrupted, but I growled, "What did I just fucking tell you, you stupid cunt?" She moaned and I saw her make a conscious effort to relax. I watched as she started over and I quietly reminded her to swallow. She did a little better. She didn't take it into her throat, but she seemed to get the gagging under control finally. I turned my attention back to Don and asked, "It's nice that you want to please your wife, but I notice you have a hard on. This turns you on too, doesn't it?" "Some of it," he admitted. I wondered again about the way he had reacted to what I had forced him to do in Germany. I remembered that he had not been very good at it either, but that when I thought about it later I had been embarrassed to realize how much I had enjoyed dominating him that way. I was enjoying this now too. I had just started to let myself think about the possibilities of having a couple to dominate and humiliate. "Go get them," I ordered. Kylie moaned in embarrassment as Don stood up and went to get her diaries. I think it was embarrassment. It might have been because he had taken his hand away from her pussy. He ran upstairs and was back shortly with two thick diaries. I took them from him and he moved back down behind Kylie and returned to teasing her pussy lightly. I picked up one of the diaries and saw that it was completely filled with neat, legible, feminine handwriting. I turned to the first page of the first book and there was no preamble. It started right out at the beginning of a fantasy. As I read through the first few pages and noted the extreme attention to detail I was getting very turned on by what I read. These were what I would have thought were more along the lines of male fantasies than female fantasies. I read a few pages and then flipped through the book, stopping to read here and there. There were tales of forced exhibitionism, always at the hands of some man other than her husband. There were stories of rape and gangbangs and all sorts of abuse. In all of her little scenarios, everything that she did was done against her will, and her despair was always deepened because of the orgasms she always had as she was forced to submit to these strong men that took control of her life. I put the book down and looked down at Kylie. I asked, "Did you give up? You still haven't got that little cock of mine down your throat? I don't think you're trying hard enough bitch." I put my hand back behind her head and began applying pressure and she struggled a bit, but after several attempts I was able to force my cock down her throat. She struggled briefly as I held her with her lips wrapped tightly around the base of my cock. I reached down and squeezed one of her breasts and yelled at her. "Hey you stupid cunt, look at me!" She stopped struggling finally and opened her eyes. I said, "You can breathe! Relax. Stop panicking. You are going to have to get used to this. You are going to be doing a lot of it." She finally came to the realization that she could breathe with my cock in her throat and she stopped fighting and relaxed. I let go of her head and said, "I like your little sex books. They turn me on. We are going to have to try a lot of this shit out. Now, I am going to cum in a minute or two. When I start to cum I want you to move your lips up to the head of my cock and finish me off with your hand. Don't swallow! Hold my cum in your mouth until I tell you that you have permission to swallow it. Okay, now get back to work, and I want you to take my cock down into your throat on every stroke until I start to cum." Kylie had been kneeling there with my cock buried in her throat while I told her what I expected from her and she had gotten used to it. Now, as she started stroking her lips up and down my cock she was having a much easier time of it. I leaned back and relaxed and watched her sucking me, and I watched her husband as he watched her sucking me. I had planned to have her hold my cum in her mouth after I shot off, but I had another idea as I looked down at them on their knees in front of me and it was so nasty that it put me over the edge. I told Kylie that it was time and she held the head of my cock tightly in her lips and used her hand on my cock. It had been a while and I came pretty violently, filling her mouth with cum. She gagged on the first couple of spurts, but managed to relax and obey my previous instructions. When I had finished cumming I ordered her to straighten up and show me. She carefully moved her mouth off of my cock and sat up. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth carefully. I guess between going so long since the last time I had sex and the idea that this beautiful young woman was submitting to me like this in front of her husband I had outdone myself. Her mouth was nearly full. I looked down at my softening cock and there were several drops of cum that had oozed out as I went soft. I ordered Kylie to close her mouth and hold my cock up and after she obeyed I ordered Don to lick up what his wife had missed. I guess I'm a kinkier fuck than I thought I was. Because watching her hold my cock up so that her husband could lick up the last few drops of cum that she had missed really excited me. They were both embarrassed as hell by what they were doing, but I could see the moisture covering Kylie's tight little pussy and Don still had a hard on. Don shuffled closer on his knees and I watched Kylie's face as she watched her husband lean down and lick the head of my dick. I might have expected just about any reaction from her. It may be that she couldn't fully express herself with a mouth full of cum, but my only impression was of mild curiosity. It was time to see how she liked my next idea. I ordered Don to straighten up and face Kylie and then I ordered them to kiss. That got a definite reaction from them! Don had not seemed very upset when he had licked the head of my cock a moment ago. He didn't look eager to kiss his wife now though. Not with her mouth still full of cum. He hesitated long enough that I felt compelled to say, "Now Don, or I'll take my belt to your pansy ass!" Don closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath and then he took Kylie in his arms and they kissed. They knew what I wanted to see and I watched as their tongues entwined and they shared her mouthful of cum during their long, loving kiss. I let them kiss for a minute or so and then I said, "Okay, now you can both swallow." Don seemed to take it better than Kylie! Don had swallowed my cum before though. This was apparently the first time that Kylie had taken a load of cum in her mouth, despite her kinky fantasies. She needed to be ordered to do it. I had every intention of seeing to it that she got a lot of experience in the near future. The pitcher of ice tea was just melted ice now. We had consumed the good stuff. I ordered Don to get us all a beer and then I pulled Kylie back into my lap. This time she sat with her back to me and her legs straddling my own. I pulled her back against me and with one hand on her pussy and another on her tit I asked her if it was anything like she had imagined it would be. She shivered and then she said, "I'm not sure what I'm feeling. I can't remember ever being so turned on, but my brain and my body are not quite on the same waive length. My conscious mind is telling me to put an end to this immediately. I am more humiliated than I have ever been in my life. What you made me and Don do just now was disgusting, but at the same time I am so fucking close to cumming that I want to beg you to fuck me." I smiled and said, "Your diary turned me on bitch. Some of those things, many of those things, you are going to do them." She shivered again and she groaned. I'm not sure if it was from fear or in reaction to what my fingers were doing to her body. Don came back in and set the beers on the table and watched my hands moving over his wife's body. He sat down and sipped his beer as I toyed with her nipples and explored her tight, wet slit. I could see the mixed emotions on his face. It was obvious though that lust was winning out over jealousy. I felt my cock twitching back to life and I held it up against Kylie's drooling slit and rubbed it around. I ordered Don to drop to his knees and suck my cock until it got hard so that I could fuck his wife. He didn't hesitate this time. He dropped down onto the cushion that Kylie had been using and as he took my cock into his mouth I felt his face come into contact with Kylie's pussy. I lifted her head up off of my shoulder and made her watch her husband suck my cock so that I could fuck her. I got hard quickly and I thought about taking them to their bed and doing this, but I was comfortable and decided instead to do it right here in this chair. That way Don could lick my balls while his wife bounced up and down on my cock. I lifted Kylie up, she couldn't weigh much more than a hundred pounds if she weight that much. I ordered Don to line my cock up with her slit and I slowly lowered her down over it. I ordered him to keep his face there and lick my balls and I ordered her to get to work. She braced her arms on the arms of the chair and began moving up and down on my cock. It couldn't have been easy, but she was in good shape and she managed. Don had a bird's eye view of my cock going in and out of his wife's pussy as he licked my balls. Kylie came quickly. She must have found the entire kinky situation exciting, but I think it helped that her husband's nose was sliding up and down her slit and rubbing her clit on every stroke. I reached around her and squeezed her tits as she came and she was doing more than groaning quietly now. She was beginning to swear and she was getting louder and louder. She thrashed around wildly for a minute, until her orgasm subsided. Then she quickly resumed her up and down motions. I had just cum in her mouth, but I was finding this entire situation very erotic. Not to mention how hot and tight her sweet little pussy was. That little cock of Don's had not stretched her out very much at all. It felt more like the pussy of a teenage girl than a thirty year old woman. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I tried to hold out so that Kylie could cum again and I just made it. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and she started getting loud again. I squeezed down on her tits and thrust up into her from underneath and began filling her with cum. We both collapsed then and waited for our breathing to return to normal. After a minute I lifted her up off of my soft cock and ordered her to stand beside my chair. When she was out of the way I ordered Don to suck my cock clean. I watched Kylie look down and stare at him in fascination as he took my cock into his mouth and sucked my cum and his wife's pussy juice off of it. When he was done I made Kylie return to her seat and I ordered Don to suck her pussy clean. He found that to be a more difficult task. He gagged several times, but the look on Kylie's face indicated that she liked the idea. She certainly was a kinky little bitch! I relaxed and sipped my beer as I watched Don eating my cum out of his wife's pussy. I still didn't know what his motivation was. I had some idea about his wife's kinky fantasies. I didn't know what was turning Don on. I resolved to wait until we were alone to draw him out. It was obvious to me that I was here and in this position now because of what had happened between us in Germany. I just didn't know how he felt about it. Not now, not then. I was sure that he had hated it at the time. Had I been wrong? It had been an eventful evening and I started to get up and dress to return to my suite. Then I thought, "What the hell am I thinking!" I ordered Don to clean up the bottles and glasses and then join us in the bedroom and I pulled Kylie to her feet. I followed her upstairs, a very pleasant experience in itself. The way her shapely ass twitched back and forth as she moved up the stairs was enough to make me wonder if I could cum one more time before I went to sleep. Kylie pulled the covers back on her bed and I went in and used the toilet. When I came back out she was standing beside the bed waiting for instructions. I moved up behind her and asked, "Is Don the only man you have had sex with?" She nodded. I pinched her nipples and said, "Yes Master." She drew a deep breath and repeated, "Yes Master!" I rubbed my soft cock over her ass and asked, "So you have never experienced any of those things in your diaries?" She answered quietly, "No Master." "Where did those fantasies come from?" I asked. "You didn't just wake up one day and start craving that sort of thing." She said, "My father had a collection of old movies and magazines. They were all about bondage and rape fantasies and gangbangs and, well, all those things that I fantasize about now. When I could I would sneak a movie out and watch it in my room. When I started masturbating, I did it while watching those movies or reading his magazines." "He caught me watching one his movies one day and he got rid of all of that stuff. Or at least, if he kept it he hid it so well that I could never find it. I looked. I looked hard." "After that I tried to find another source, but when you are a fourteen or fifteen year old girl, especially back then, before the internet, I was just out of luck. So I started writing my own fantasies down." I asked, "Did you arrange for Don to find them, or was that truly an accident?" "It was an accident. I was terrified when he found them that he would leave me. It was terribly embarrassing, but we talked about what I had written. He admitted that it turned him on. He couldn't be that man in my fantasies though. We both knew it. Don is wonderful and I love him, but he can never be that man in my fantasies." We heard Don coming down the hall and I picked up the diary that I had started reading and stretched out on my stomach on the bed. I started reading where I had left off and I ordered them to give me a tongue bath. Kylie started at my neck and Don at my feet and they slowly covered my body with their tongues. It was very erotic, and very pleasant, especially the part where they met at my ass and both of them licked it until I turned over. I had another hardon now, from what they were doing and from reading Kylie's nasty fantasies. I let them start all over again with Kylie licking my face and Don licking and sucking on my toes. I put the diary down and closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensations. Kylie really seemed impressed by my muscular chest and my biceps, and she spent a lot of time kissing and licking my hard stomach. They finally met at my cock and she sucked my cock while Don licked my balls for a few minutes before I pulled her up onto the bed and this time I mounted her and took her like a caveman. I held her arms up over her head and I could see how much she liked being restrained. I resolved to take her shopping for some wrist restraints tomorrow. I was sure that she would get a kick out of those. I fucked her violently and she loved it. She came several times before I finally came for the third and last time that night. I stayed over her for a moment and stared down at her lust filled features as my cock went soft in her pussy. She was really beautiful and very exciting. I looked forward to exploring her fantasies with her. I rolled over onto my back and Don was standing by the side of the bed watching us. I said, "Don, clean my cock and balls again, then you can fuck your wife. After you fuck her, clean her up too." He cleaned me quickly and then I moved out of the way and he jumped up on the bed and rushed to stick his little dick inside of Kylie. I suspect that she hardly felt him inside of her. She smiled at him, but other than that she lay still as he fucked her with quick, short little strokes. I don't think he even lasted a minute before he tensed up and came inside of her. Then he got up on his knees and ate the cum from her pussy. He hardly gagged at all this time. I guess he just needed some practice. When he was done I pulled her close to me and held her as I went to sleep. The next morning I sent Don down to start breakfast while Kylie and I took a shower. I just leaned up against the shower wall and relaxed while she washed me all over. I stepped out then and let her shower while I dried off and went downstairs for some coffee. Don asked me what I wanted and I just had my usual, coffee. While I was sipping my coffee and we waited for Kylie I said, "Okay Don, considering our past, I can figure out why you thought I might be the right person to help Kylie with her fantasies. On the other hand, as much as you seemed to hate what happened to you, I find it very hard to understand why you want to be in the same room with me. Did I misjudge your reaction to what happened in Germany?" He glanced towards the stairs and then said, "No, I hated it. I still hate it. It's more complicated than that though. There was a tinge of it back then I suppose, but after I read Kylie's diaries I started getting turned on by all that shit. The more I thought about it the more that being forced to do nasty things excited me." "At first I just imagined her in those situations, and that turned me on. More and more though, I started including myself. Then I started thinking back to the things you made me do. I still hate it, but I guess you could say that I am evolving. I'm not gay, or even bi, because I hate it when you make me do that shit. I hate it when I'm doing it. On the other hand, anticipating it is exciting, and thinking about it afterwards is exciting." "I'm not an analyst and I have never spoken with one. I can't explain it. I just know that a month ago, when I heard that you were coming here and taking over the office, it all clicked." I interrupted to ask, "How, and when, did you explain this to Kylie, and what does she know about Germany?" He blushed and said, "I didn't tell her about Germany, not about what you did to me. I imagine that she is wondering now though. I told her that you were the kind of person that she fantasized about, and that her fantasies had begun to be my fantasies. I talked her into giving it a shot. I didn't tell her as soon as I found out you were coming though. I had to think about it first. I went back and forth in my mind. I haven't been worth a shit at work the last couple of weeks. I finally started talking to her about it last week. She flat out refused at first. Then she started wavering. She didn't finally agree to try it until Wednesday." Kylie finally joined us and I sipped my coffee and watched them have breakfast. After they ate I ordered Don to clean up and I took Kylie upstairs to find her something sexy to wear. There wasn't much. She was not a miniskirt and sexy tops type of woman. That was why she was so embarrassed when I settled on a tiny, black, silk slip that she normally wore under a black dress. It was sexy as hell. The material over her breasts was just lace and I could make out her little nipples clearly. The hem was only two inches below her crotch, but those two inches were also lace, matching the material over her breasts. She had not shown that particular garment to me. She wouldn't have even considered it as an outer garment. I had been standing in her closet looking at what she had to wear and as I gave up and turned to go back out into the bedroom I saw the slip hanging on a peg. I picked it up and went out and handed it to her and told her to put it on. She slipped it over her head, not yet realizing that the slip was going to be all there was. She let it fall into place and then waited expectantly for whatever I was going to give her to put on next. I went back into her closet and came back out seconds later with her highest heels and told her to put them on. Once she had the shoes on I ordered her to turn around slowly. She looked at my face with a look on her face of terror, tinged with just a hint of lust I suspect, and I knew that she finally understood. I expected her to argue, to try to reason with me. Her only reaction was to turn bright red as she realized that she would be going out in public in her tiny little slip. As she was modeling for me Don came in and as soon as he saw her he realized what was going on. I ordered him to dress and I sent Kylie down for my clothes. When we were all dressed we went outside. The obvious choice for our outing was their Crown Vic. It was bigger than my Lexus and the windows weren't tinted. Besides, I didn't want Don driving my car. Don held the back door for me and Kylie followed me in. Then he got in front and I ordered him to drive to the largest adult video and novelty store in the area. The closest one was almost an hour from here, but I enjoyed the ride. Before we were even out of the driveway I had the straps of Kylie's slip down and it fell around her waist. It had risen up as she sat down and it was not much more than a belt now. We drove slowly down the street with Kylie sitting nearly naked beside me and looking carefully to see if anyone saw her. She got lucky this time. But her luck didn't hold once we got into traffic. There were a lot of guys in pickup trucks and SUVs that were getting a good look at Kylie's nice tits. There were lots of smiles and more than a few horns tooting to get her attention. I always made her smile and waive back. She was mortified at being totally nude in public, but when I slid a finger into her tight little slit she was also very wet. I accidentally brushed her clit with my finger and she screamed, "Oh fuck!" and had a huge orgasm. It was so quick and so violent that it startled me. It amused the two fools in the pickup truck that were staring at her though. We finally got out of the heavy traffic in town and headed in toward the city. The place we were going to was located just outside of the city. We still had almost a half hour to go before we got there. I had intended to wait until later and enjoy the sexual tension that was building. I couldn't stand it anymore though. I put Kylie on her knees on the seat. Her ass was plainly on display through the passenger side window. I pulled my cock out and demanded a blowjob. Don kept an eye out for cops while Kylie practiced her new deepthroat skills for the second time. She needed only a few strokes before she was once again taking my cock into her throat and I sat back and closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride. I stopped her several times before we got there. I didn't want to cum until we got to the store. It was getting harder and harder to control myself though. I was about to give up when we pulled into a large parking lot in what looked like an oasis of adult businesses. We parked as close as possible to the video store and as soon as Don shut off the engine I said, "Okay Kylie. Finish me off now, but don't swallow until I tell you." I was just about to lay my head back and close my eyes when I saw two men come out of the store and head into the parking lot. It was perfect! They were heading for the car on our right. I watched as the driver did a double take when he saw Kylie's ass and come to a stop. I didn't hear what he said to his companion, but the man raced around the car and the two of them stood there staring in awe at Kylie's ass as she sucked me off. I couldn't take it anymore and I grabbed her tit and swore and filled her mouth with cum. She struggled to hold it all in her mouth and didn't relax until I was done. When I could talk I whispered, "Okay Kylie. Sit up now." She carefully took her mouth off of my dick and sat up and saw the men staring at her for the first time. She groaned as they now had an excellent view of her perfect tits. She almost tried to cover herself with her hands but one look from me put a stop to that. I put my dick away and Don got out and held my door for me. I pulled Kylie after me with her slip still around her waist and her mouth still full of cum. The two guys at the next car were smiling and telling me how hot my wife was. I smiled and said, "Oh no, she isn't my wife. She's my driver's wife. I'm just using her." They said, "Holy shit!" almost in unison. Without looking at her I said, "Alright Kylie, you can swallow my cum now." She swallowed as the two strangers stared in disbelief. Then I ordered her to fix her slip so that she didn't get us arrested. While she was covering herself as much as possible with the slip I looked around us to see what was available here in this little enclave of adult oriented shops. I saw a tattoo and piercing parlor, a theater that showed XXX movies, and a clothing store that sold slut clothes judging from the window display. There was also a strip club and a couple of bars and the video store that we were about to enter. It was sort of like a sexy Disneyland. Everything a dirty mind could ask for. I led Kylie into the store. The two men stood at their car and stared at us until the door closed behind us. I had been in several of these places before, but never one like this. This place was huge. They had every adult toy I had ever heard of against one wall and an alcove in the back that was dedicated to the sort of clothing you would expect to find for sale in a place like this. There were probably two dozen cars out front, but only a dozen men in the store. They all looked up when we came in and Kylie was an instant hit. They all stared as I led her around and we looked at the magazines on display. She pointed out a couple of them that were similar to the ones that she had discovered in her father's stash. They were really nasty and must have been a pretty big influence on her. I ordered her to pick up a couple from lower racks, without bending her knees. She knew what I wanted and she knew that when she bent at the waist like that she was displaying her ass and pussy to the perverts who were standing around enjoying the show. I wasn't interested in books or magazines or movies though. I was just displaying my new toy. We had everyone's attention after a very short time and I led her over to the toy wall. I started with the wrist restraints. I selected a set of heavy leather cuffs with a one foot chain connecting them. I handed them to Don and then I selected another set that consisted of two straps which fastened around her upper thighs to which the cuffs were attached by a short chain. I handed them to Don and told him to put them on her. Don knelt at her feet and everyone in the store watched as he put her in the restraints. I had to admit, she looked sexy as hell that way. The other customers thought so too. They had started taking pictures with their cell phones until the guy in charge ordered them to put them away. They were pretty disappointed, but Don and Kylie were relieved. I selected a set of leather cuffs for her ankles and a couple of collars, one thick and spiked and the other more discreet, but obviously still a slave collar. I told Don to put the larger collar on her and I returned to browsing through the huge selection of toys on display. I picked up a set of nipple clamps, and started to hand them to Don, but then I remembered the nearby piercing place and decided that I would prefer that option. I selected a set of ben wah balls and an egg shaped vibrator with a remote control. I was just about to head into the clothing section when I spotted a couple of small clips for her nipples that had small vibrators attached to them. I picked them up and casually dropped the top of her slip. It caught at her waist and stayed there while I attached one of the clips to her nipple to see how they looked. They turned out to be irresistible. At the last minute, on an impulse, I picked up a blindfold and added that to the pile too. I gave everything to Don and told him to put it all on the check out counter while we went to look at clothing. With her breasts exposed now I led Kylie into the alcove and the entire audience followed. The audience had gotten larger while we shopped. A couple of men had come in from outside and a couple more had come out from the back room where the video booths were. I started picking out Kylie's new wardrobe. First there was a selection of sheer tops. Then a variety of crop tops with slutty sayings on them. Someone with a dirty mind and a lot of nerve had gone to a lot of work and I really appreciated it. I don't know how Kylie felt about it. I suspect she had that same mix of emotions that colored everything we had done since I pulled her into my lap after dinner yesterday. I selected a couple pairs of shorts made from a thin jersey material that were very tight and cut so high that half of her ass was exposed and the crotch band was so narrow that it slipped right up into her tight little pussy when she put them on. I had ordered Don to remove the leather wrist restraints and her slip and she tried on every item that I selected right there in the middle of the aisle with every man in the store gathered around to watch. I selected several very short micro miniskirts and a couple of micro mini-dresses that were see-through, but with a less than adequate pattern over her nipples and her pubic area. I had never had so much fun dressing a woman in my life. For her though, and to a lesser extent for Don, the embarrassment never ended. We did not get any underwear. I saw no need. I would have bought more of those slips like the one she wore today, but I didn't see any. When she was finished trying on clothes in the middle of the aisle I left her naked and we went to the check out counter. It took a long time to get a total. The old guy totaling up our purchases couldn't take his eyes off of Kylie. After I paid for our new toys and clothes I had Don give her back her slip. Before we left, I had him put the cuffs on her with the chain behind her back. It was exciting to look at, and the chain had a way of inching her slip up higher on her butt as she walked. She looked absolutely terrified and acted as though she were being horribly degraded, which I suppose was true. On the other hand, her nipples stood out as if they were trying to poke a hole in the lace cups that covered them and her breathing was very rapid and there was a barely noticeable patina of sweat over her upper lip. She certainly wasn't asking to be unchained or taken home. I know what you are thinking. I should have taken her into the back and let her take on all comers. I thought about it. I decided that it was too soon. I thought that it would be more fun to build up to it. This way each succeeding indignity would add to her humiliation. I didn't want to do too much too soon and have her become inured to the smaller indignities. We went back out to the car and put our purchases in the trunk. When Kylie wasn't looking I stuck the blindfold in my back pocket. I had an idea it would come in handy in a little while. We walked up to the slut clothing store I had spotted and looked around for a while. I found a few more sexy tops and a couple more of those tiny slips like the one that she had on. I bought one in a bright red and another in white. They also had a big selection of those thin little crop tops with the slutty sayings, but I decided that we would wait and see how much use we got out of the ones that we had already bought. I paid for the items that I had selected and then we went to the bar next door. I hadn't noticed from our parking place that it featured topless waitresses. That's always a big plus. We ordered a round of beer and they had a limited sandwich menu so we ordered a sandwich and some fries and checked out the talent. Some of the girls were pretty cute, but I hated seeing bored looking topless waitresses or strippers. Don't get me wrong, I understand. I still hate it. While we were sipping our beer I asked Kylie how she was enjoying her day. Kylie looked at me and seemed to be torn between giving me an honest answer and the answer that was expected of her. After thinking about it for a moment she said quietly, "You read some of my diaries. You know how my mind works. I am more humiliated than I have ever been in my life, and I would appreciate it if you would let Don use a napkin to wipe my pussy before my juices start running down my thigh." The honest answer! I was surprised. I nodded at Don and he didn't even look around to see if anyone was watching. He picked up a paper napkin and reached down as Kylie spread her legs. He gently dabbed at her pussy and then slid the napkin down between her legs. She shuddered and started to cum and he drew the napkin up through her slit again and over her clit and she bit her lip and groaned loudly and then slumped back in her chair. Don looked at me to see if he had fucked up. I just smiled. I had looked around and there were half a dozen guys sitting nearby that had seen us come in and noticed the way Kylie was dressed. They had seen the cuffs too and they were watching us like hawks. They saw Kylie cum and then sit slumped in her chair with her legs spread and her pussy exposed. Several of them were close enough to see her pubic hair, which was now on display. She stayed like that for a couple of minutes before she became aware of the show that she was putting on and sat up. I saw her look around out of the corner of her eyes and see how many men were watching her and I heard her whisper, "Oh god!" The waitress came back out with our food and I ordered three more beers. She was turning away when she spotted Kylie's cuffs for the first time. She turned back and with a concerned look on her face she asked, "Honey, are you okay?" Kylie smiled up at her and said, "Yes ma'am, but thank you for asking. I'm just fine." Then the waitress smiled and said, "Yeah, I bet you are." I let Don unfasten one of her cuffs and we ate and drank our beers. While we ate I tried to make up my mind about her nipples. I loved her sensitive little nipples. I didn't want to fuck them up, and to be honest, pierced nipples, once the novelty wears off, aren't all that exciting to me. The excitement would be in forcing her to have it done. There is also the down time to be considered. If I had her pierced today it would be weeks before she would be fit to torment again. I thought about it for a while and decided that it would be best that I wait a while and make up my mind later. When we had finished our lunch I ordered Don to replace her wrist cuff. Since I had decided to postpone the piercing, the only places left to check out were the strip clubs and the XXX Theater. I opted for the theater. We walked over and I paid our admission. I checked out the movies playing and they weren't that interesting, but we weren't really here to watch a movie. We were here to play. We went inside and the small theater was bright with the light reflected from the big screen. I looked up to see two large black men fucking some skuzzy looking broad with big fake tits on the screen. Interracial sex has always piqued my interest, but nothing turns me off faster than big, fake tits. The theater only had about a dozen customers scattered around. There were a couple of guys sitting together doing god knows what. The other guys were all widely separated. There were no other women in the room. I selected two seats in the middle of a row about three quarters of the way towards the back of the theater. I pointed them out to Kylie and then I ordered her to walk slowly down to the front of the theater and look around at the men in the other rows. Then walk slowly back up and sit in the row in front of me and unless I said otherwise she was not to refuse anyone anything as long as we were here. When I said that she gasped and her eyes got wide. Then she looked around as Don and I moved down the empty row to our seats. I watched as Kylie walked slowly down the aisle looking right and left at all of the horny old men. It was still quite bright in the room and she was distracting the attention of every man in the place away from the crap on the screen. She stopped at the end of the aisle and turned around slowly and then sauntered back up to the row that I had pointed out to her. She looked straight ahead and walked slowly to the seat in front of me and sat down. I knew without looking that her slip had ridden up exposing her crotch to anyone that got close enough to see it. Kylie turned her attention to the screen and tried not to notice all of the dirty old men that were turning in their seats to see what she was doing. Everyone seemed to be waiting to see what the others were going to do. We were all startled when her first visitor came not from in front of us but from one of the rows behind us. He moved down to the end of her row and watched her for a moment. He glanced at Don and me, but we ignored him and Kylie both. He decided it was worth the gamble I guess, although it couldn't have been much of a gamble. She was half naked and in chains. He got his nerve up and moved slowly down the aisle and sat down beside Kylie without a word. He was around fifty with silver hair. He looked clean and more or less normal. Kylie continued to stare at the screen as the man looked her over. In the flickering light he must have had a pretty good view of her pubic hair. Her legs were closed though and he probably couldn't see her tight little slit. I saw Kylie jump and I assumed that the man's hand was now on her leg. He ignored us and turned slightly in his seat to face Kylie. He was sitting on her left and he put his right arm around her shoulder and his left hand came up and explored the lace that covered her breasts for a moment before he gently dropped the shoulder straps and let it fall to her waist. His hand moved over her breasts for a brief moment and then moved down out of sight again. I could tell where his hand had gone by the way she tensed up. I was watching them so intently that I had forgotten about everyone else, so I was startled when I saw movement nearby. I looked up to see two men moving down the aisle in front of Kylie and her new friend. They sat down in front of our happy couple and turned around in their seats to enjoy the show. I realized now that we had fucked up. We should have taken seats in the row in front of her. Those guys had a much better view than Don and I did. The man sitting with Kylie moved his hand back to her tits and one of the guys in the next row reached out and forced a hand up between her thighs. Kylie jumped again as the man in front of her explored her pussy. The man exploring her pussy said something to his companion and his friend's hand joined his own. The bravest of the three men, the first to come over and play with Kylie, leaned forward and spoke to the two men in front. Then he stood up and, still ignoring Don and me, he pulled Kylie to her feet and leaned her over the row in front where she was grabbed and supported by the two men who held her up. They seemed to be supporting her mainly by holding her breasts. Her slip was just a belt again and might as well have been off. We watched as the man unzipped and pulled his cock out and moved into position behind Kylie and we all heard her gasp over the stupid movie soundtrack as his cock entered her pussy. He fucked her violently and as he plowed his meat into her the other men who had been spread around the theater were now gathering around us. I was tempted to move to a more forward row of seats and get a better view of Kylie and her suitors, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from what was happening in front of me. I was wondering how Kylie was reacting to being fucked by a stranger so publicly, but my questions about her response were soon removed when the sounds of passion coming from her began to drowned out the fake sounds of passion from the movie. The man fucking her sped up and then went still and we watched as he filled her pussy with cum. He stayed like that for a long time before he pulled out of her and zipped up and casually walked away. As soon as he was gone I leaned over into that row and pulled Kylie up by the chain attaching her wrists. There were a lot of disappointed faces around us until I unfastened the chain, removed her slip and handed it to Don, and then refastened the cuffs in front of her. Then I bent her over the seat between us and now her face was right in front of her husband and I and she was once more available to the perverts in the crowd. I was staring at her face and I knew the moment the hands returned to her body. The two men who had been sitting in front of Kylie and her most recent lover stood up and climbed over the backs of their seats and one of them sat beside her and his hands began to roam her body while the other stood behind her and opened his pants. In moments she had another cock in her pussy, pounding away as we stared at the mixed emotions on her face, humiliation and lust. I hadn't noticed that the man sitting beside Kylie had pulled his cock out too and he said something to the man fucking her which caused him to pause in mid stroke long enough to sidle her over until her face could be pulled down into the lap of the seated man. Now for the first time she had two cocks in her body at the same time. I watched, fascinated as they double fucked her. In her new position I could see her breasts swinging wildly in response to the violent fucking she was getting. It was very erotic. I glanced at Don out of the corner of my eye. He looked concerned, but he had a hardon. The other men in the theater were getting braver and moving closer, jostling for position and hoping to get a chance at her before we tired of the live sex show. The twosome sharing Kylie didn't last long. They both came quickly, but they only moved a short distance away and watched as she continued to entertain the troops. I let the dozen or so men that were waiting a turn at her finish up before I sent Don to break it up before they started going around for seconds. I had been watching closely and although most of the men using her had come very quickly, she had enjoyed several orgasms at their hands. Well, not their hands so much. I ordered him to clean her up with his shirt, and then put his shirt back on. I waited until he had mopped up her cum covered crotch and legs and then told him to take off her cuffs. When her hands were free I gave her back her slip and she quickly put it on. She looked exhausted. I met them at the end of the aisle after she was dressed and we left the theater. We stepped outside into the sunlight and both of them smelled pretty bad. I told Don to take his shirt off and sent them back to the car and told them to wait for me. I stopped at the slut clothing store and picked up a couple of Wicked Weasels for my new slave. We went back to their house and I ordered them to clean up and get dressed. I laid out an outfit for Kylie, a tiny skirt and a cut off t-shirt that said, "I Swallow!" When they were ready I told Don to bring his trunks and with the small bag containing Kylie's new swim suit in my hand I had Don drive us to my motel. We went to my suite and I took Kylie to my bedroom. I was pretty horny after the little orgy I had witnessed this morning and before we put our suits on and went to the pool I was going to enjoy some of that sweet pussy. I told her to undress and I took my clothes off and we piled onto my bed. I reached down and ran a finger up the tight cleft between her legs and she shuddered in pleasure. I kissed her and said quietly, "You really love this don't you? It is just as much fun as you thought it would be, isn't it?" She looked at me and said, "Fuck yes! I had some strong reservations when Don told me that he was going to invite you over and arrange for my fantasies to come true. They weren't so strong when you took your shirt off though. You are a very handsome man, very sexy. That helps. There is something about you though. It's something indescribable that makes you the man that has starred in my fantasies. Without that something I couldn't do the things that you are making me do. I don't know how long it will last, but so far, being the slut that I wrote about in my diaries has kept my pussy wet and my knees weak. Please don't stop." I slid a couple of fingers into her and said, "I almost had your nipples pierced today." She shuddered violently when I said that and her pussy clamped down on my fingers. I continued, "I didn't because I love your nipples the way they are, for now. I haven't decided not to, I have just postponed it. To be honest, the main reason I didn't do it is because I am having too much fun with you to have you out of service for as long as it would take to heal." I moved over on top of Kylie and without being asked she reached down and guided my cock to her sweet pussy. I grinned down at her and slowly slid my cock into her. Our eyes were locked and she was smiling as I slid my cock into her. I said, "You fucking slut. After all of the cock you've had already today, you couldn't wait to get another cock inside of you, could you?" In an innocent little girl voice she said, "I'm just serving my Master, Master. Your wish is my command." I brought my face down to hers and said, "You poor, abused, little girl, being taken advantage of by the big bad boss." Then I kissed her and she put her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately as I started to stroke my cock into her. I was very excited and I knew I wouldn't last long. I pulled my head back and said, "You horny cunt. I don't think I'm going to last very long. You turn me the fuck on. So if you plan on cumming you better do it fast." She pulled my head back down and started covering my face with kisses and her hips began thrusting up to meet my own. In between kisses she was whispering, "Fuck me god damn you! Fuck my hot cunt. Fill me with cum. I'm just your fucking whore, Master. Fuck! Oh yes! Yes! I'm fucking cumming!" She came so fast I almost thought she was faking it. She wasn't though. Her pussy clamped down on my cock and that was all it took for me. I groaned loudly and called her a few more nasty names and then I came. I kissed her one last time and then I rolled off of her and lay on my back beside her. I chuckled and stared at the ceiling gasping for breath and said, "You sexy fucking cunt!" She turned onto her side and stared at me and her hand reached down and teased my soft cock. She looked at the slime on her fingers for a second and then she licked them clean. Then she leaned down and sucked my slimy cock into her mouth and gently sucked my cock clean. I watched her as she worked. She stared me right in the eye as she sucked me. Then she lifted her head and said, "I couldn't believe that Don would do that, or eat my pussy clean after you fucked me. What happened in Germany that I don't know about?" I decided that at this point it didn't matter if she knew. She had seen him do worse than suck my cock. So I told her about the times that I had raped his mouth. She seemed surprised. She knew something had happened though, so she believed me. I had to explain that I wasn't gay or bi, and could not honestly say why I had done it. I had only done it with him. She smiled and said, "Maybe it's because he can be so effeminate. Don't get me wrong, I love Don. He is the perfect husband. He isn't very macho though. After all, he let you fuck his face, and he invited you over to make a slut out of me. We both have seen how much he is enjoying that." I got up and reached into the bag I had brought with me and tossed one of the nearly transparent bikinis to Kylie and told her to put it on. She got up and headed for the bathroom and I asked sternly, "Where are you going cunt? I didn't say that you could clean up. Put the damned suit on!" She blushed, but said, "Yes Master." She put the tiny bikini on and I have to say that it was perfect. There were two little pieces of pale yellow cloth covering, but not concealing her nipples, and another tiny strip that was about an inch wide resting precariously over her tight little pussy. She ended up having to trim her pubic hair with my razor and then she stood up and modeled the suit for me. Her perfect little ass was totally exposed, there was just a string going down between the cheeks. Her nipples were so plainly displayed that I could see the little follicles around the nipples. My cum had not yet started leaking out of her pussy and the patch of cloth was still dry. It didn't matter. I could plainly discern her dark cleft and the hairs of what remained of her little patch of pubic hair. She might as well be naked. The suit was made even more obscene by the bright white flesh that had been covered in the past by her conservative, two-piece bathing suit. It just made her seem that much more naked. I pulled my trunks on and we went out to the small living room. Don was waiting and I don't think he had heard us, but he knew what we were doing and the idea alone had apparently been enough to give him a hardon. I had neglected to tell him to put his trunks on so we waited while he quickly stripped and started to pull his trunks up. Before he had them all the way on I stopped him and said, "Kylie, now that you are getting to where you can give a decent blowjob, why don't you go over there and reward Don for sucking the cum out of your pussy earlier." She moved over to where Don was standing and knelt at his feet and took his little cock all the way into her mouth instantly. I doubt if he was much in the stamina department on his best day, but this time he was as quick as a teenager getting his first blowjob. The difference was that this time Kylie swallowed. Then she kissed his little dick and pulled his trunks up. I said, "How about it Don, wasn't that much better than her previous attempts?" He nodded eagerly. I said, "I'm glad you appreciated it. Now, if you will go ahead and suck her pussy clean again we can go down and enjoy the pool." He sighed resignedly and sank to his knees and pulled the little patch down and away from Kylie's pussy. She spread her legs and he attached his lips to her pussy and quickly licked and sucked her pussy clean. I stopped him when I thought that she was clean enough and she straightened her suit out and we went down to the pool. The clientele at this extended stay motel consisted mostly of men who were in town on business for a week or two. There were a few exceptions, but not many. I had met a couple of them hanging around the pool in the evening. I had not seen any women or children around at all. So I didn't anticipate anyone being offended by Kylie's little bikini. We entered the pool area and there were a half a dozen men sitting around or in the pool. They all looked up at us, or at Kylie, and all conversation stopped. I nodded at a couple of the guys that I had met and we stopped to decide where to sit. One of the men that I had gotten friendly with earlier spoke up and said, "Hey Wade! Why don't you and your friends join us? I have a cooler of beer here." I hadn't thought to bring any drinks out, so I headed over to his table. I introduced Kylie and Don to my recent acquaintances, Larry and Carl. They were unable to take their eyes off of Kylie, of course. I smiled as I sat down and said, "Kylie, why don't you go cool off in the pool before you join us?" She looked at me nervously and then turned her back on us, which almost caused Carl to spit out a mouthful of beer, and headed for the pool. She walked into the shallow end and we all watched as she swam around for a few minutes. I accepted Larry's offer of free beer and said, "If we run low I'll send Don out for more." That caused a couple of raised eyebrows, but no one said anything. I sipped my beer and we talked about not much of anything for a few minutes. My new friends were curious about Kylie and I explained that she was the wife of my employee, Don. They accepted that, until she came back over to our table, soaking wet and as good as naked, and I pulled her into my lap. The little suit was nothing more now than a vague yellowish tint over three little parts of her body. The strings were more obvious than the patches that were supposed to cover her. I handed her a beer and she gulped down several swallows immediately. My explanation of the relationship between myself and Don and Kylie no longer seemed adequate as she sat in my lap nearly naked and my hand slid up her thigh and my finger slid up and down her pussy lips. I just ignored the amazed looks of my new friends and concentrated on Kylie's reaction. She couldn't bring herself to look at the others around the pool. She stared in my eyes as I lightly teased her slit with my finger. She moaned quietly and her legs fell open a little farther. I looked down and saw that her nipples were at attention. I heard Carl say, "Jesus, look at those nipples!" I smiled and pulled the little patches of cloth out of the way, allowing them to rest against the sides of her breasts. It didn't matter, they didn't cover anything anyway. It was just the idea of being topless out here in front of these strange men. This time it wasn't in a place where people went for sexual stimulation like a video store or a porn theater. This was a public swimming pool and that made it more embarrassing for Kylie. Carl watched me for a few minutes and finally he couldn't take it anymore. He grinned at me and said, "Alright, let me get this straight. She is that guy's wife, right?" I nodded. He continued, "He is your employee, right?" I nodded again. "But she does what you tell her to do, and lets you feel her up?" he asked. I smiled and said, "Yeah, she is my little sex slave. They are both my slaves, actually. They both do whatever I tell them to do." Carl shook his head and said, "You're shittin' me right?" I took my hands off of Kylie and said, "Kylie, go over and sit in Carl's lap and tell him that every word I just said is true." Kylie got up and glanced around at the four other men around the pool that were staring at us, unable to take their eyes off of her all but naked body. Then she moved around to the other side of the table and Carl sat back and made room for Kylie to sit down. As she came down in his lap he grinned and said, "I'll be a son of a bitch!" He looked down at her naked breasts and then her moist slit and she put her arm around his neck and said, "Carl, I am Master Wade's sex slave. So is my husband. He can do anything he wants with me. Every word he told you was true." I said, "Go ahead Carl. You can touch her. She likes being touched." His hand moved up and gently cupped one breast and then the other. She closed her eyes and tried to relax as his fingers began teasing her nipples. He held one of her tits up and leaned forward and sucked on her nipple, causing her to groan loudly. As his hand slid down over her stomach to her crotch Larry was watching Don in amazement. He asked him, "You don't give a shit if other guys fuck with your wife?!" Don was still capable of blushing, of realizing how humiliating his situation was. But he said, "It isn't up to me." We all watched then as Carl brought Kylie to a quick orgasm with his finger. Then Larry asked, "Do you mind?" I ordered Kylie to move over to Larry's lap and his hands were all over her instantly. She squirmed at his touch and he just kept muttering, "I'll be a son of a bitch. Fuck you are hot!" The other guys around the pool came over one at a time over the next ten minutes and introduced themselves and were invited to join us. Over the next hour they all passed Kylie around. Since we were the only ones around the pool it didn't take us long to dispense with her suit all together and she spent an hour with stranger's fingers in her pussy. We had run out of beer and it was getting hot and thirsty out here. I suggested that we move the party inside and everyone seemed to think that was a good idea. I handed Kylie's suit to Don and gave him my key and told him to go ahead and unlock the door and then get dressed. I was going to need him to go get more beer. Kylie walked naked between two of the men all the way to my room. As we went in, Don was putting his shoes on and he left as I bent Kylie over a coffee table and said, "Guys, leave her ass alone, for now. Don't hurt her. Those are the only rules. Help yourselves." I went and got the last beer out of my refrigerator and sat down to watch as the six men stripped out of their trunks and lined up to fuck Kylie. Well, they didn't actually get in line. One of them knelt at her face and while she sucked him another guy started fucking her from behind. The other four sat nearby waiting their turn. It was hell of a show! Better than the theater earlier. I could see much better and all of the moans were coming from Kylie and the men fucking her instead of a boring fake sex movie. Don returned with the beer from a nearby store as the third man was fucking her. The man in her pussy finished before the third man getting sucked off. I ordered Don to put the beer away and bring one out for each of my guests. When he returned I ordered him to clean his wife's cunt. The looks on my guest's faces were hilarious! I thought a couple of them would throw up, but mostly they stared in disbelief as Don knelt behind his wife and started licking up the cum that was running down her thighs. By the time he was finished and had cleaned her pussy adequately she was on the verge of cumming again. One of the guys that she had just recently sucked off said, "Shit, the poor girl really needs some more cock." He walked over to Don and said, "Come on boy, get that pecker hard for me so I can fuck your cute little wife." A couple of the men turned away in disgust, but most watched incredulously as Don took the man's soft cock into his mouth and sucked him until he was hard. There were several uncomplimentary remarks from the others but the man said, "Shit guys, he ain't half bad. In fact, he's a pretty good cocksucker. Not as good as his wife, but I'd do him again." The remarks were not complimentary and Don's manhood was questioned pretty seriously. The guy pulled his hard cock away from Don's mouth and put it in Kylie's pussy and immediately one of the others called Don over and said, "Come on faggot, let's see what you can do." There were several more scurrilous remarks but the man receiving Don's attention said almost proudly, "Shit man! I spend half my fucking life on the road. I have to tell you that some of the best head I ever got was through a glory hole in some adult book store from some dude that likes to suck cock. If you guys are going to try to tell me you've never done it, well, I won't call you liars, but that's just because I'm a gentleman." I saw some embarrassed looks from some of them, most of them in fact. But they didn't say anything. The man that Don was sucking said, "Shit, the boy ain't bad! How about it boy, you want a mouthful of cum? That's a good faggot, you keep sucking like that and I'm going to give you just what you need." The man fucking Kylie finished and stepped away and the third man that she had sucked off earlier stood up and said, "You go ahead and let the dude suck you off. I'm going to fuck his wife and when I finish he can suck me clean before he sucks his wife's cunt again." I guess that Don had eaten enough cum since yesterday that he was not as upset as he used to be when he was forced to suck a cock or eat out his wife's freshly fucked pussy. He didn't look happy, it was obvious that he didn't like being a cocksucker, but he wasn't freaking out about it. Actually, the fact that he was being made to do it against his will seemed to add to the amusement the men were getting from making him suck their cocks. Watching Don suffering like that was amusing, but I was more interested in Kylie and her reactions. Not to mention that she was a whole hell of a lot nicer to look at. Don finished sucking the guy off and was immediately put to work cleaning the cock of the guy that had just fucked her. I was about to make him clean Kylie up again when one of the guys stood up and said, "Since we are doing this one at a time now, let's get you on your back little girl. I want to fuck you right." He helped Kylie up and I tossed him a towel to put under her before he laid her down and got on top of her. All of these guys were between thirty-five and forty-five and most of them had a few extra pounds, but none of them was really fat. All but one of them had average sized cocks. That one, the one that was about to fuck her for the second time had a pretty impressive cock that looked to be about eight inches long. I wasn't going to measure it, but I had to admit, I would have liked to have had one just like it. You know how boys are. No one else had Don provide them with blowjobs. He did get to suck most of them clean though, and he was made to suck his wife clean a few more times as the men fucked her until no one could get it up any more. When everyone was fucked out we sat around and drank a few more beers and watched the end of a college football game on TV. While we watched I sent Kylie in to take a shower and get cleaned up and when she returned she started giving the guys more lap time. They might not be able to fuck her anymore, but she was still a lot of fun to play with. In the late afternoon I called out and had a few pizzas delivered and that was one freaked out pizza delivery man. Not too freaked out to get a blowjob for a tip, but you should have seen his face when Kylie let him in and he saw eight naked men and one naked woman. A lot of us laughed out loud. I imagine that Kylie was getting pretty tired, but that was her last blowjob for the time being. I let Don and Kylie relax and join us for beer and pizza and the guys even seemed to forgive Don for being a cocksucker. They did try to get him to talk about it though, since they had seen how much he seemed to hate what he was doing. Don was reluctant to talk about it, and it wasn't like these guys were people to whom he felt that he owed an explanation. Still, he tried to explain that he had only recently become interested in becoming a submissive and a part of that was being made to do things that he didn't like to do. Since he didn't really understand it himself it wasn't likely that he was going to be able to explain it to a half a dozen men that were not normally into esoteric sexual activities and didn't understand anyone that was different than they were. After we ate, Kylie returned to her revolving lap duty. No one was going to be having sex anymore though. After the game ended, the guys started gradually leaving and pretty soon it was just the three of us again. I packed a small bag of toiletries and a change of clothes and after they put their street clothes back on, Don drove us back to their house. It was a nice evening so I thought it would be fun to take a walk around the neighborhood. Kylie wasn't real happy about her neighbors seeing her in a cut off t- shirt that said, "I Swallow!" She wouldn't think of refusing though. We walked to a nearby park and I had Kylie walk ahead of us about ten feet. We followed and watched the looks on the faces of the people we passed. After walking around for about fifteen minutes I caught up to Kylie and instructed her to sit on a bench that was coming up on the left. I told her that once more she was not permitted to say no to anyone. Don and I sat on a nearby bench, far enough away to not be a threat to any passersby, yet close enough to be able to come to her aid if necessary. We watched her from our bench. We were close enough to hear any conversations Kylie had. I suppose it was more amusing for me than for Don, but I think that Don was enjoying our activities more than he was letting on. Several men walked by and did a double take when they saw Kylie. They didn't stop though. They smiled and nodded at her and kept going. Then a kid walked by. He was a young teenage boy, about thirteen or fourteen. He was young, but he knew what the words on her shirt meant. The kid did a double take, just like the adults had, then he backed up and came to a stop and stared at Kylie's chest and smirked. He didn't say anything at first. Then he said, "Holy shit lady! That's some shirt!" She was obviously uncomfortable. More so because of the kid's age. She smiled though and thanked him. I'm not sure for what. He looked around and he saw us, but didn't know if we were with her or not. He asked, "Are you alone?" She wasn't sure what to say to that, but she glanced at me and I nodded, so she said that she was. He asked if he could sit with her and she nodded. He took a seat and continued to stare at her breasts. Then he asked, "Are you wearing that shirt for a reason?" She probably would have been more comfortable if he had been five years older, and if he had stopped asking questions and just made her suck his cock. Instead she had to do this word dance with the kid. She finally answered, "Because it's true I guess." The kid was starting to get excited. The beautiful woman in the sexy clothes had not told him to fuck off and was answering his questions. He seemed to gather his courage and he asked, "Do you do it for anyone? Is that why you are out here in that shirt?" I saw her close her eyes for a second and sigh deeply. Then she looked at the kid and said, "Yes, I swallow for anyone that asks." The kid looked like he wanted to jump up and yell he was so excited. He controlled himself though and he said, "So if I ask you to suck my cock you'll do it?!" She nodded, but it was obvious she was reluctant. Well, it was obvious to us. The kid didn't seem to notice. He asked, "If you are going to suck me off, can I see your boobs?" She asked him, "Have you ever seen boobs before?" "No ma'am," he answered breathlessly. "I ain't been sucked off before either." I heard her groan and mumble, "Oh god." Then she looked around and, seeing no one but Don and I, she lifted the shirt up, baring her breasts to the boy. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "Can I touch them?" Kylie nodded and the kid's hand shot out and he roughly grabbed her left breast. She cringed and said, "Gently!" He smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry. Wow! That feels so nice, so hot!" He moved his hands around her breasts, gently now, for about a minute. Then he asked, "You going to suck me off now?" She nodded and dropped her shirt back over her breasts and looked around. She stood up and looked around and the kid grabbed her hand and said, "Come on, I know a good place." She glanced at us and I nodded and she allowed herself to be pulled into a small clearing in the bushes. As soon as they were inside he pulled her down out of sight. Don and I moved closer quietly and I could see just enough to see that the kid was lying down and Kylie was kneeling over him. The kid's eyes were closed and his pants were down. His hand was back on her breast and she was sucking him enthusiastically. He swore and he came almost immediately. I heard Kylie say, "Was that as much fun as you thought it would be?" He sighed, apparently unable to talk yet. I saw her smile and she said, "That was pretty quick, wasn't it? Want to do it again?" He said, "Can we?! Jeez yes!" Kylie took the kids cock back into her mouth and Don and I returned to our bench while she sucked him off again. This time he lasted almost a minute! He was loud enough that we could hear him from our bench. It was pretty amusing. A minute later they came back out of the bushes and he thanked her enthusiastically. Then he asked, "Do you like doing that?" She smiled and said, "Sometimes." He asked, "Are you going to be here much longer?" She said, "I don't know, why do you ask?" "My best friend will be here soon. I bet he'd love a blowjob too. Hell, if you aren't here he won't even believe me when I tell him." Kylie looked thoughtful and then she said, "If he comes out soon I'll give your friend a blowjob, but you guys have to promise not to tell anyone. I could get in a lot of trouble for doing this with you. How old are you?" "I'm thirteen," he said proudly. Kylie groaned and said, "Christ! They would put me under the jail!" He said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone except my friend." They sat back down on the bench and after the kid looked around and saw only Don and I he asked, "Those guys are with you aren't they?" She looked at me and I just smiled and left it up to her. She turned back to him and said, "Yes. They are here to make sure that no one hurts me." "But it's okay for you to have sex with guys?" he asked excitedly. She nodded. The kid looked at us and then he turned back to Kylie and asked, "Can I see your thing….your pussy?" She glanced around to make sure that no one was approaching and then she lifted the hem of her tiny skirt about two inches, baring her slit. She spread her legs slightly and the kid stared in wonder at her moist pussy. She took his hand and put it between her legs and I thought the kid was going to pass out. He turned bright red and he slipped a finger slowly and carefully inside of her. He moved it in and out a couple of times and then he looked around and leaned down to look closely at the treasure that had been uncovered. He explored it for a moment and then he looked up at her and said, "Jeez, it's beautiful!" She spotted someone coming and let her skirt fall and said to the boy, "Someone's coming." He looked up and smiled and said, "That's Frankie, he's my best friend. That's his brother Jim with him." The kid had straightened up but his hand was still trapped between Kylie's thighs. She started to pull his hand away but I shook my head and she sat back and let the inevitable take place. The two boys saw their friend and came to a stop in front of him and Kylie. It was obvious where his hand was and what it was doing of course. The kid just smiled proudly and said hello to his friends. Frankie was apparently the same age as the kid that was fingering Kylie. His brother looked like he might be a year older, but it was hard to say for sure. The kid said, "Hey Frankie, guess what I been doing?" "What?" Frankie asked. He didn't know what the kid had been doing, but he could see what he was doing now and he wasn't sure if he believed his eyes. He said, "She sucked my cock. Twice! I asked her if she would suck you off too and she said she would. You want a blowjob?" Frankie looked at Kylie and asked, "He's pulling my leg, right?" Kylie, with some reluctance said, "No Frankie. I sucked him off, twice. Afterwards he said that you were coming soon and he asked me if I would wait and suck you off too." Jim asked, "What about me? Could I have a blowjob?" Kylie nodded and then the first kid said, "Guys! Look at this!" Then he spread her legs apart a few inches and showed them her pussy. They stared in awe and then they dropped to their knees to get a closer look. "Holy crap!" Jim exclaimed. "That's the prettiest thing I ever saw!" "No shit!" his brother agreed eagerly. Jim looked up and asked, "Can I touch it?" Kylie nodded and spread her legs a little farther apart. After watching for a moment, Frankie said, "Move over Jim, let me see." Jim moved his hand and Frankie reached out and explored Kylie's pussy for a few seconds and I could see that she was getting really turned on with all of this attention. The first kid said, "Check this out guys." Then he reached up and lifted Kylie's t-shirt, baring her tits to the newcomers. Kylie said, "Guys, let's take this into the bushes before someone sees us." Jim glanced at me and asked, "What about them?" The first kid answered, "They're her bodyguards." I guess that was close enough to fact. Kylie led the three boys back into the small copse just off of the path and quickly dropped from sight. The boys were right behind her and Don and I moved closer again. The kids saw us, but ignored us. Frankie was on his back with his little cock sticking up in the air and someone had pulled Kylie's t-shirt up again. As she bent down to take Frankie into her mouth Jim and the first kid knelt on either side of her and each grabbed one of her breasts and then they both reached down and after lifting her skirt up they began to caress the cheeks of her ass. Every few seconds one or the other of them would slide his hand down between her legs and press against her pussy. She would have probably cum if Frankie had lasted thirty seconds longer. He didn't though. He grabbed Kylie's hair and whispered, "Oh my god!" He tensed up and then he went limp. It had taken only slightly longer than it had taken the first boy. He looked over at the first kid and said, "Jesus Gary! That was the greatest thing ever!" Jim said, "Come on Frankie! Move over, it's my turn." Gary said, "Wait Jim. She'll do it again. Then she'll do you twice too. Let's just keep playing with her until she's done." Jim was in a hurry, but he did enjoy what he was doing. He finally said, "Alright, but I hope I don't cum in my pants first!" Kylie smiled. Then she bent back down and resumed sucking Frankie. The boys went back to massaging her breasts and her ass and teasing her pussy. This time Frankie lasted long enough and the boys brought Kylie to an orgasm with their hands. I heard her groan and saw her lift her head. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open and she was gasping for breath. Gary said, "Wow! Look at that! She's cumming too!" She put her head down on Frankie's stomach and drew a few deep breaths and then she returned to sucking him off. He didn't last much longer. He had watched Kylie have her orgasm and it was incredibly exciting. Kylie sat up and Frankie pulled his pants up and switched places with Jim. Jim's cock was slightly larger, but still obviously had a long way to go. His reactions were the same as Gary's and Frankie's though. He came in less than a minute, though he was more vocal than his two friends. Kylie kept her head down and licked his balls and his cock for a minute and then she started sucking him again. The other two boys continued to play with her exposed body and she was long past any misgivings about their youth. She was obviously very turned on as she took Jim back into her mouth and sucked him off again. After Jim came a second time Kylie sat up again and while Jim pulled his pants up she noticed that Gary was hard as a rock again. She smiled and reached out and patted the bulge in his pants and asked, "Would you like me to take care of that one more time before we go?" He didn't answer, he just slid his pants and underwear down and stood there with his hard little pecker right in her face and smiled eagerly. She grinned and pulled him into her mouth with both of her hands on his butt as she sucked him off again. Even though the little shit had already cum twice, he still came in less than two minutes! As he pulled his pants back into place I moved into the little clearing and the three boys looked up at me to make sure that they weren't in trouble. I smiled at them and said, "Relax boys. I got so fucking hot watching this that I want some of that hot mouth too. You don't mind if I get a blowjob too do you?" They just grinned and I opened my pants and pulled my cock out and Kylie dove down on it, sliding her lips all the way down to the base and taking a couple of inches of it into her throat as she had learned yesterday. With all the practice that she had been given in the last two days she didn't have any trouble at all. The boys were still kneeling nearby and I found their expressions amusing. They couldn't believe she had taken my entire cock into her mouth. I said, "If you guys don't mind, you could go back to playing with her tits and her pussy. That keeps her hot and she sucks cock much better when she is hot." She did too. As the boys began feeling her up again she moaned around my cock and then started sucking me furiously. She wanted to get fucked, badly. I had planned on letting her suck me off, she was getting very good at it, but I felt sorry for her and I decided that she had earned a good fuck. I pulled out of her mouth, turned her around and pushed her down on her hands and knees and knelt behind her. She spread her legs and reached between them to grab my cock and pull me into her hot pussy. As soon as she felt the head of my cock at the entrance she started crying out, "Fuck me! Please Master, fuck me hard! God I need it! I'm so fucking horny! Oh yes!" She really was horny. She started cumming as soon as I started stroking my cock into her. She couldn't get enough. The boys were watching in amazement from inches away and I invited them back into the action. One of them got on either side of her again and reached down to tease her tits. Jim knelt at her head and pulled his pants down and she eagerly took him back into her mouth. I fucked her long and hard, long enough that after she sucked Jim off for the third time she sucked Frankie off again and then she sucked Don off. And all that time she was having one orgasm almost immediately following another. I finally came and held her tight against my stomach as her clasping cunt drained the cum from me. When I was soft I slipped out of her and she wheeled around and sucked my cock clean and then kissed it and helped me put it away. The kids, with voices filled with awe, thanked Kylie again and then they left after I reminded them that they couldn't tell anyone. I promised them that we could do this again if they kept their mouths shut. I was pretty sure that would guarantee their silence. I helped Kylie to her feet and I had to support her as I led her out of the bushes. We sat on the bench, together this time, so that she could get her strength back for the walk home. She was holding Don's hand, but she was leaning on my shoulder. She was quiet for a few minutes, we all were. Then she whispered, "Jesus Christ that was hot! I just sucked off three little boys! She smiled at me and said, "Master, you are a bigger pervert than I am!" I took that as a compliment. I'm sure that was how she meant it. It was now early in the evening on a Saturday. I probably should have been thinking about where to take her now and what to do to humiliate her further. It had been a long day, though, and we were all pretty worn out. Instead, we went back and she took another shower, I've lost track of how many showers she took today. Then I sat in their bed and read more of her dirty diary while she lay with her head on my stomach and teased my cock with her lips and her tongue and the gentle touch of her soft fingertips. It was fascinating reading. It started out describing mild scenarios of flashing, always while under the control of some strong, dominant mystery man who guided her through her fantasy life. Normally she was forced to expose herself to strangers that passed through her life, but not always. Some of her fantasies involved being exposed to neighbors or her parent's male friends or her girlfriend's fathers and brothers and just about every male in her life. Sometimes it was described as being done in such a way as to make it seem accidental, but more often it was purposeful and prolonged. In those cases it was often followed by being offered to the men for sex. The sex acts were often performed in public as well. There were long lists of public places where she was exposed and forced to submit sexually. The sex acts and the acts of sexual stimulation became increasingly perverse as the diaries went on and she became older and more jaded. Some of the fantasies were obviously self destructive and never meant to be actually experienced. For instance, being driven to Tijuana and forced to perform with a donkey. Some were more mundane and we had already experienced them in the last twenty- four hours. There is a gap in the entries from just before her wedding until a few months after they were married. When the diaries pick up again after her marriage she described some of the things that we had done yesterday with just the three of us in the privacy of their home. She wrote of being stripped and taken in front of her husband and how much it excited her. She made no mention of her husband being forced to suck dicks or eat her out after she was fucked, but he was involved in her humiliation by his presence. She mentioned scenarios similar to our shopping trip today, though in my reading so far I had not seen mention of adult businesses, except for a strip club where she had imagined being forced to perform. There were frequent references to varying degrees of bondage and some light pain, a mild whipping or a hard spanking. Usually though, it was just bondage so that her body was on display and available for sex to any number of men. There were descriptions of being publicly exhibited and then passed around that were similar to what happened today at the pool and later in my suite. The details were close enough that she could say she had experienced them. I had not come across any mention of young boys yet, but there were a couple of pages describing being tied to a piece of playground equipment in the park after dark and raped by every man that came along. There were even hints that their pets took part, at least to some degree. I didn't know how far her fantasies went yet. There was still a lot of reading to do. As I read I couldn't help wondering if, as she claimed, she had never experienced any of these things. I also wondered about her relationship with her father, since they shared so many of the same fantasies. I read for about two hours and thanks to Kylie's talents and her writing I had a constant hardon. When I put the book up for the night I pulled her up on the bed beside me and kissed and licked my way down to her pussy. I was amazed at how it looked after all of the fucking she had experienced today. It was still a tight little line, looking nearly virginal. Her labia were only slightly extended, but you had to look close to see them. It looked a hell of a lot more like teenage pussy then a thirty year old pussy. I love eating pussy and I love pleasing a woman and driving her crazy with my tongue. I don't go down on a woman for a couple of minutes to get her in the mood or to get the juices flowing so that I can fuck her. I get a feeling of erotic power from watching her lose control when I drive her crazy with my lips and my tongue until she is a helpless mass of quivering flesh. That describes Kylie's condition in about forty-five minutes, give or take. I wasn't done though. I lifted her legs up to her chest, rolling her cute little butt up off of the bed and began to eat out her tiny, pink little asshole. She had never experienced that before and was not prepared for the extremely erotic sensations. I watched her as my tongue delved into her little hole and she pulled at her tits and squeezed her nipples and cried out over and over in the most obscene manner. After I had driven her nearly crazy I lowered her legs and moved up over her and held her hands over her head, keeping her helpless. I placed the head of my cock inside of her and held it just inside her opening and she was crying now and begging to be fucked, whining and pleading for cock. I drove my cock inside of her. Not violently, but forcefully, taking her, using her the way she dreamed about. She struggled to free her hands as I fucked her. She didn't want to be free though, she wanted to be restrained and raped. She started having one orgasm after another very quickly and by the time I had cum for the last time today she was nearly out of her mind. I rolled off of her and she gasped for breath for a moment before she rolled over and began to lick my sweaty body clean from my chest to my balls. I finally had to stop her. I couldn't take anymore. I pulled her up beside me and noticed Don in the door with a couple of cold glasses of ice water. I smiled and said, "Good man!" He smiled wryly and came in and Kylie and I drank gratefully. As I lay there I studied Don openly. I wondered how he felt now after seeing me use his wife, and share her with various strangers for a day and a half now. My mind wandered back over the events of the last two day and I found it impossible to remember how many orgasms I had had, much less how many Kylie had enjoyed. Don had admitted that she had never had multiple orgasms before. Now she had them constantly. She must have had close to a hundred orgasms since I first pulled her into my lap yesterday evening. In the last hour she had enjoyed so many that I could not have counted them! I felt a little sorry for Don. He didn't seem to feel sorry for himself though. In fact, he seemed to have slipped into this lifestyle quite easily. They were both being exposed to the life they had fantasized about and so far they didn't seem to have any regrets. We all slept late Sunday morning. I probably would have slept later if I hadn't had to go to the bathroom so bad. I used the toilet and brushed my teeth and decided that going back to bed was pointless. So I turned on the water in the shower and when it warmed up I got in. I was shampooing my hair when I felt soapy hands moving over my body. I left the shampoo in my hair and relaxed while Kylie washed me. At least I hoped it was Kylie. When she was done I rinsed off and enjoyed returning the favor. I ran my soapy hands over her amazing body and then I helped her rinse off. After we had dried off we headed downstairs. Don had started coffee and then taken a shower in the guest bathroom. He met us in the hallway on the way to the stairs and we all went down to the kitchen. I hadn't decided what to do today. I watched them eat breakfast and just relaxed and sipped my coffee and thought about the possibilities. I didn't know the town very well and of course I didn't know anyone in it, so my options were limited. I was sure that I would be able to be more imaginative in my use of Kylie once I was more settled in. I asked Kylie where she worked. She was the assistant manager of a small men's boutique at the local mall. She assured me that they didn't sell the kinds of clothes that interested me. They sold only men's clothes. In response to my next question she said that the store was small and she did work in sales when it got busy or they were short of salespeople. I thought that I might be able to work something like that to my advantage later. Since it was Sunday morning there wasn't a lot that I could do with Kylie yet. We lounged around the pool for a while and just before lunch I decided that we should go out and get a light lunch in a nearby eatery. I asked them if there was someplace that they could recommend and Kylie said that there wasn't much in the area that opened at this time on Sunday. I herded everyone upstairs and we went through Kylie's new clothes and I selected a small dress that at first glance looked, not modest, but decent. It was a very short dress in a quiet print design that buttoned down the front. It was not until you looked close that you realized that you could actually see through most of it. From even a few feet away it wasn't obvious. Standing in front of her, though, her supposedly hidden charms were no longer hidden. I made her leave the top buttons opened at first, but then I realized that when it hung away from her body it became more translucent. When it was buttoned up and the material was in contact with her flesh it was more revealing. So I made her button the top, but leave the bottom two buttons undone. I dressed in slacks and a sport shirt and we went out to the car. As we were walking from the house to the car I saw Gary and Frankie, two of the kids from the park last night, walking down the sidewalk. Their faces lit up when they saw us and I smiled and waived at them. I noticed that Kylie and Don seemed uncomfortable. I think that they would have preferred that the boys didn't know where they lived. I waited for the boys to come over and say hello and they admired Kylie's outfit. They asked us when Kylie was going to wear the "I Swallow" t-shirt again and I said, "You don't have to wait for her to put the t- shirt on boys. I guess after yesterday you figured out I'm not her bodyguard. She is my sex slave. She has to fuck and suck anyone I tell her to." I don't know if they had figured that out or not after seeing the look of amazement in their eyes. I chuckled to myself and said, "You see that car?" pointing at my Lexus. They nodded and I continued, "When you see that car parked here you can come knock on the door and if we are here and we aren't busy you can come in and get a blowjob or fuck her if you want. You just have to ask me. Okay?" They nodded eagerly and I added, "Just you two. If this gets out it's all over." They promised and we started for the car again. Don opened the back door for me and Kylie and Gary asked, "When are you coming home?" I laughed and I answered, "I'm not sure Gary, we are going out for lunch and a little afternoon entertainment. We may be gone for several hours." I got in the car then and the boys watched Kylie climb in and sit down with her dress rising up and coming open in front to reveal her charms to all four of us. She saw everyone looking, and she looked down to see how bad it was. She didn't do anything to try to cover up though. What would be the point? Just as Don was about to close the car door I heard Gary said, "Jesus Frankie! We're gonna get to fuck her!" Kylie didn't look happy about that but I laughed and said, "Don't worry about it Kylie! Shit, I saw their dicks. You'll never even feel them!" She sighed and said, "That's not the point Master. They are so young. You see how messed up I am because of being exposed to things I shouldn't have been at such a young age." I responded, "It's true, you are, to use your phrase, messed up. On the other hand, I love how messed up you are, so does your husband. It will be different with those boys though. You won't be exposing them to rape and torture or whatever else you were sucked in and warped by. It will be more like you are giving them a sex education. You could do them some good. You could teach them how to make love to a woman the right way." She didn't look convinced. I guess she was also worried that they would not be able to keep their mouths shut and she would end up in trouble. I ordered Don to drive around until we found a likely place for lunch. I don't eat fast food so that ruled out most of the places we passed. We found a couple of likely places but they weren't open on Sunday, or they weren't open for lunch. We got closer and closer to the city and finally I said, "Fuck it! Let's go back to the place we ate lunch in yesterday." Don headed for the topless bar and Kylie breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that she wouldn't have to go into some diner full of people who had just gotten out of church in the dress she was wearing. We weren't that far from the adult complex when I had made my decision and we were pulling up in front of it in just a few minutes. We went inside and had a quick lunch. There weren't a lot of distractions. The place was nearly empty. After we ate we walked around the complex again. The strip club was open, but I doubted if it was very busy yet. It was still very early in the afternoon. We did some window shopping at the tattoo parlor and then walked past the clothing store and another bar and I didn't see anything that piqued my interest. We headed back towards the car and just for the hell of it we ducked into the strip club. It wasn't crowded, that was for sure. There were a dozen men sitting around the stage looking nearly as bored as the dancers. I had only been in an American strip club once before in my life. On my twenty-first birthday some friends had taken me to one to celebrate. I had had fun for several reasons. I was old enough to drink legally finally, and the girls had gone out of their way to tease me because it was my birthday. I had gone to a couple of clubs in Stuttgart while I was stationed in Germany and preferred the quieter and more intimate atmosphere in Europe. That being said, it was still a hell of a waste of money. I didn't actually enjoy it that much in either country. They were noisy and smoky and all in all I didn't care much for them. I was here for a different kind of entertainment today though. This was Kylie's first time and I wanted it to be a learning experience. We sat down not far from the stage and Don and Kylie ordered mixed drinks, I had ginger ale. We drew some attention when we came in and sat down. I guess they don't get a lot of pretty, sexy young women in the audience. I saw that Kylie was nervous, with good reason, though she didn't know it yet. I told her to watch the girls on stage until I saw one of the girls giving a customer a lap dance. I told her to watch that, because she would be tested. She really looked nervous now. We all watched as the girl straddled the customer, wearing only a g-string, and rubbed her body over him as sensuously as possible until the song ended. He kept his hands by his side and mostly just stared at her big tits as she rubbed them over his chest. I stood and told my two slaves to enjoy the show. I would return shortly. I went to the men's room and then I went to find the manager. I found him in his small office with the help of one of the waitresses. I introduced myself and explained to him that I had a budding sex slave with me and I had brought her in to watch the dancers so that I could make her dance at a later date, but while I was here I would like to have her perform a lap dance or two, just to put her in the right frame of mind. Once he realized that I hadn't come back to his office to bitch about something he had loosened up and he had no problem with what I was offering. I proposed that, if the customers were interested, she perform a lap dance for whatever the standard fee might be, but that the money would be split among the dancers. I didn't want them to be deprived of their livelihood. When he agreed to that I explained that all she was wearing was a dress, she didn't have a g-string. He was unconcerned about that. Finally I asked about the rules for the girls giving lap dances and he smiled and said, "Hell, the rules are for the protection of my girls. You make your own rules." That was what I had hoped for. He wanted to meet Kylie before I put her to work and I went out and got her and returned to the manager's office. When he saw my beautiful and obviously frightened sex slave he grinned and said, "Wade, whenever you get ready to have her do a little strip show, come on back. I'll be happy to squeeze her in." I thanked him and then I explained to Kylie that he had been nice enough to let her do a lap dance or two while we were here. I told her that, unlike the other dancers, she was to encourage her customers to touch her and that she was to give any money she might earn to the dancers. Then I suggested that she thank the manager for being so understanding. She looked at me, not sure what I wanted her to do. I turned to the manager and said, "I have just been teaching Kylie how to suck a cock properly. Would you like a demonstration?" He said, "Hell yes!" He stood up and unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down to his knees. He sat back down and spread his legs and I nodded at her. She took a deep breath and walked around to the other side of his desk and fell to her knees. Before she started I said, "Send her out when you're done with her. Kylie, rinse your mouth out when you finish and come out and see me." I went back out to the table and sat down with Don. He looked up, curious that his wife was not with me. I just let him stew and watched another lackluster dancer on the stage. Ten minutes or so later Kylie came out of the back and returned to the table. She looked unhappy and I asked her what was wrong. She said, "He had the worst tasting cum I ever tasted!" I asked, "Do you know what you are going to do now?" She nodded. "Do you know how much to charge?" She nodded. "Do you know the rules?" She said, "There aren't any?" I nodded and then I ordered her to stand up and take her dress off and start asking the customers if they wanted a lap dance. I tried to encourage her and told her that she might get lucky and not get any takers. She didn't seem to think that was going to happen. I ordered her to smile and stand up and undress and she closed her eyes for a moment and took a few deep breaths to steel her nerves for what she had to do. Then she stood up and slowly unbuttoned her dress. I saw the men begin to notice and divert their attention from the stage to watch Kylie. She slipped her dress off and draped it over the back of her chair and then Don and I and every other man in the place watched as she walked naked to the nearest customer and bent over to whisper in his ear. He looked her over and grinned and reached for his wallet. He handed her some bills and she brought them over and handed them to me. She returned to her first customer and they carried on another brief conversation until the music stopped and another song started. She straddled his lap and began rubbing her body against the man who was getting her lap dance cherry. His hands immediately began roaming freely over her body. It was obvious that she had told him that she didn't have the same constraints that the regular dancers had. She tried to smile from time to time, but she was concentrating so hard on what she was doing that she often forgot. Her diary had mentioned that she fantasized about being forced to strip for a crowd of horny men in a strip club. I had not yet read anything about lap dancing. I thought she would get a kick out of it, in her perverse way. Her customer's hands had stopped roaming her body and were now mauling her tits. He was an average looking guy in his mid forties, and he was really enjoying Kylie's company. Just as the song ended he leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth and she just sat on his lap and waited for him to turn her loose. I looked around at the other men who were all watching Kylie now and they liked this more open style of lap dancing. Her customer finally turned loose of her breast and she stood up came back over to our table and gulped down the rest of her drink. Then she went to the next man. She approached him and as she bent down and spoke in his ear his hand came to rest on her inner thigh and slid up her thigh to actually come into contact with her pussy. She didn't resist and the men at the other tables saw that. She pitched her services to the guy, trying to ignore the hand on her crotch and he finally, though reluctantly, removed his hand from between her legs and reached for his wallet. He handed her the cash which she brought to me and then she went back and straddled her customer's legs. She sat on his lap and he played with her tits until the next song started. When the song that was playing ended he pulled her head close and spoke into her ear and she nodded her head. When the next song started she didn't move. Instead, he reached one hand down and appeared to be inserting a finger into her pussy. His other hand returned to her breast. He glanced at me and smiled as he fingered Kylie and half way through the "dance" I saw her throw her head back and it was obvious that she was having an orgasm. She was holding onto his shoulders and her hips were twitching and I heard her moan in pleasure, even over the loud music they were playing. I saw the manager watching from nearby. He came over to me and suggested that we move our act into a darkened alcove off of the main room. I thought that was a good idea. I didn't want anyone getting arrested, and I reasoned that everyone would feel a little more free to enjoy Kylie's charms in the relative privacy the alcove provided. I told Don to bring Kylie's dress and I asked the waitress for another round of drinks, to be delivered in the alcove. As we moved in that direction and the other customers saw where we were going, they all stood up to follow. I doubt if the dancers were all that upset. They didn't seem to enjoy their work and they weren't getting any tips. They would make more money from what Kylie was doing than what they were doing. Don and I took a seat in the small alcove. There were a half a dozen tables packed closely together and the customers spread themselves more or less evenly among the tables. Kylie waited for our waitress and took a big gulp of her drink before she started looking for a new "dance" partner. I saw the eager looks on the faces of the men and I thought, "What the fuck, why all this beating around the bush?" I stood up and in a lull in the music while a new dancer took to the stage in an empty club I said, "Gentlemen, how about if we up the anti here? You guys are paying twenty-five dollars for a little rubbing and the chance to feel up a pretty girl." I pushed Kylie to the nearest table and bent her down over it and said, "How many of you would pay fifty bucks to fuck her?" I glanced at the manager who was standing at the entrance to the alcove watching. He smiled and shrugged and I turned back to see nearly all of them reaching for their wallets. Even the two men she had already danced for were going for it. I collected the money from all but two of the fourteen men and stood back and let nature take its course. The first two got in line and as the first man shoved his dick into her I knew that she would never admit it, but she was grateful. This was more like her fantasies, and she was very turned on right now. She wanted to be fucked. One of the guys came over and asked if he could get sucked off instead and I nodded. He walked over and watched the guy fucking her for a minute. Then he pulled his cock out and moved over and rearranged her just enough that her head was near the edge of the table. He placed the head of his cock at her lips and she opened her mouth without protest and let him fuck her face. The first man to fuck her finished up and stepped back and another took his place immediately. The men had gathered around Kylie pretty tight and I couldn't see if she was enjoying herself, but I was watching close enough to make sure she wasn't being hurt. After the third man had fucked her I sent Don in to clean her up before the fourth man could put his cock in her. They appreciated the clean pussy, but several of them were really grossed out by what Don was doing. I was watching though, and more of them thought it was amusing than were grossed out. Most didn't give a shit, as long as they got laid, they didn't give a shit about anything. It took less than an hour for the twelve of them to finish with her. I made Don clean her up one last time and then I let her put her dress on. She gulped down what remained of her watered down drink and I gave her the cash I had collected to give to the manager. She gave him the money on our way out and he smiled and said, "Come back any time folks." We walked outside and it the middle of a bright sunny afternoon. It was kind of startling. I had the feeling that it should be dark out after the last couple of hours in the dark club and the even darker alcove. Reality was bright and hot. It was just after three and I suggested that we find somewhere nice to eat now that the restaurants were open. It wouldn't be fair to ask Kylie to cook supper after what she had just gone through, and while I could cook well enough to survive, I definitely cooked for the bachelor palate. Don suggested a steak house that they liked back in town. It would open at four, just about the time we would get there from here. Kylie gave him a dirty look. I guess she didn't want to go to one of her favorite restaurants dressed in her slut dress, but it was early enough that she wouldn't cause a stir. As Don drove off toward town I asked Kylie how she was holding up. She was slumped down in her seat with her eyes closed. She looked at me and said, "That wasn't quite what I had in mind. It had its moments though. It's probably more like what my dad would have imagined." That gave me an opportunity to ask a couple of questions that I had. I asked her if she was still close to her parents and she nodded. Then I asked the one I was really curious about. "Did your dad ever try anything with you?" She didn't answer at first. Then she said, "He never tried to have sex with me. He wanted to. I could tell. Hell, it was obvious. He had a hardon every time I got within twenty feet of him. He never did anything that couldn't be explained innocently though. He always had his eyes on me. He liked to see me in the sexy outfits that my mother bitched about. He took every opportunity to look up my skirt or down my blouse. There are some things that a guy just can't help. He always tried to be a good father though, or at least he tried not to do the things a father shouldn't do. I could always tell that it was a struggle for him." I asked, "Would you have preferred that he didn't try so hard? You two seemed to have a lot of nasty little fantasies in common." "I thought about it," she said. "I could picture him as that faceless man in my fantasies. I sometimes went out of my way to make it hard on him. I would wear my robe a little too loose after my shower, or a towel that just barely covered my ass. Or I would leave my bedroom door open an inch or two when I was getting dressed or undressed. And god knows I hardly ever kept my knees together when I was in the house. I really did torture the poor guy. Doing it turned me on, too. The idea of going farther than that with my dad though….no, I couldn't have done that. That's much too creepy." We were quiet for a while and then she noticed my lap. She smiled and asked, "Is that left over from the strip club, or does the idea of my father fucking me turn you on?" I chuckled and responded, "The idea of anyone fucking you turns me on. I got the hardon from picturing you teasing that poor man beyond human male endurance." She giggled and said, "Yeah, I was a bitch alright." She reached over and rested her hand on my cock and then looked around to see where we were. She looked up and asked, "Master, would you like me to take care of this for you before we get to the restaurant?" I don't know if I have mentioned this before, but I never say no to a blowjob. I reached down and unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants and sat back while Kylie removed her dress and got up on her hands and knees on the back seat and devoured my cock in one gulp. All of the practice she was getting lately was doing wonders for her cocksucking skills. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes and as she worked on my cock I pictured her bent over that table in the strip club with nearly every man in the place lined up to fuck her. It was not exactly as she fantasized it, but it was very much in the spirit of the fantasies in her diaries. I had enjoyed a lot of sex with this beautiful lady in the last forty-eight hours. I don't have any idea how many orgasms I had enjoyed over that period. There isn't another forty-eight hour period in my life that I could say that about. I still had trouble holding out long enough to really enjoy what she was doing. The sensations she brought to bear with her lips and her tongue and her throat were amazing beyond description. I was starting to lose it when I heard a horn honking and I ended up cumming in Kylie's mouth just as a pickup truck full of teenagers pulled up beside us and a dozen kids of both sexes cheered us on. After she swallowed she looked up and smiled and waived at her admiring crowd and received another round of cheers. They sped off and Kylie sat up and put her dress back on and five minutes later we arrived at the restaurant. It was ten after four, the place opened at four. We only saw two other couples inside. The hostess raised an eye when she saw the way Kylie was dressed, but she smiled and led us to a booth and I let Don and Kylie sit together on the other side of the table. I ordered a bottle of wine and we ordered appetizers and sat talking quietly and acting like normal people. Even though I had been in the Army with Don, and Kylie prided herself on being uninformed, I found that I had a lot more in common with Kylie than I did with Don. He was still the mousy guy that was just a hanger on like he had been in Germany. He did serve a purpose though, and Kylie loved him for some reason. We spent nearly two hours at the restaurant. We really had a good time. Don drove us back to his house and I got my bag and drove back to my motel. I had a busy week ahead. I lay in bed for a long time that night, thinking about the things that we had done, and making plans for future torments for my poor sex slaves. I thought it best that we slow it down a little though. This had been a very intense weekend. It would be better if we played this game one or two days a month. I didn't want to actually live every day like this. There were a lot of perversions that she had written about that I was interested in experimenting with though. The games were far from over. I just didn't want them to take over my life. I finally went to sleep, wondering where her father lived. The End Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 53