Wicked Women

Carmenica Diaz

First Published in 2006

www.carmenicadiaz.net

Wicked Women
Carmenica Diaz

Carmenica Diaz lives near London and writes erotic fiction that is either hard and nasty or soft and tender, depending on her moods. Ms Diaz commenced writing at the urging of close friends and now has a substantial following of loyal readers. Her work can be divided into two clear genres Erotica and Transgender fiction. Carmenica Diaz is, of course, a penname and, in real life, Ms Diaz is an accomplished woman of academia. When asked to use single words to describe Carmenica, a close friend chose the following impatient, dominant, arrogant, tender, caring, romantic, hurtful, precise, nasty, supportive, and mercurial. They are still friends as she told the truth.

Wicked Women Carmenica Diaz First published 2006. Copyright Carmenica Diaz 2006 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, transmitted in any form by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise without the prior written permission of the publisher and author.

Any resemblance to actual persons, either living or dead, events are entirely coincidental

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Contents
Tiny Brian. ......................................................................... 1 A Gift for Kitten............................................................... 28 Caught. ............................................................................. 77 The Taste of Honey. ...................................................... 100 Notes. ................................ Error! Bookmark not defined.

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Tiny Brian.

1. Brian and Tara had been married for 18 months and, not once in that time, Tara had decided that Brian should not enjoy sexual intercourse with her. It wasnt something easy to accept but Tara casually and calmly pointed out the logic behind that decision. Brian, we have established your cock is tiny, Tara explained, bored that she had to explain it yet again! Its very tiny; you know that, when I milk you, it almost vanishes in my hand! Brian blushed furiously, he hated the way she said it so cold and blunt but he did know he was small. Although, he wouldnt say tiny. Im a big woman, Tara went on, and youre a small man with a tiny cock. Darling, if I let you put that inside me, I wouldnt even feel it! It would be awful for me and terribly humiliating for you. Humiliating? And being told he had a tiny cock wasnt humiliating? I think its much better the way it is, darling you have learned to be very loving with your mouth

and I love it! And I milk your tiny weeny and I know you like that! I mean, you wouldnt spurt if you didnt! No, I think its wonderful this way. Although, she sighed, I do wonder what a big cock would feel like. 2. Brian never had a lot of time for women not that he didnt want to its just that women never had a lot of time for him. Its always been like that even at school and university. Remember the nerdy geek who majored in science, wore thick glasses and stuttered when any female even looked at him? Well, that was Brian Penn! It didnt help that he was smaller than average and slight of build. Several of the female students used to giggle and say, why would I go out with a bloke that could sit in my lap? I want to sit in my blokes lap, not the other way round! Instead of focusing on girls, Brian focussed on science and became interested in research. He was soon running his own research complex for an industrial giant. Although mainly focussed on

pharmaceuticals they also looked at improving cosmetics and cosmetic surgery. As he owned the majority of the shares in the research complex, Brian became quite wealthy. His research team was mostly male and the administration pointed out that they were perhaps missing a female perspective on our research projects. Three female research scientists were recruited and they fitted in well with the team. That was how Brian met Doctor Tara Reid. She stood out from the other female recruits Rachel and Amber as Tara was taller that Brian most women were but she was also a little plump and appeared quite large and powerful to him. Tara didnt seem to mind that she was carrying some weight and ate heartily and often. Her breasts were large and her legs fleshy. Tara would have definitely been a model for Rubens and, somehow, managed to present a regal air, although, even her white laboratory coat could not disguise her ample figure. Brian became infatuated with her and spent sometime surfing those sites that specialised in Big Beautiful Women.

In the beginning, Tara insisted on calling Brian Doctor Penn but they soon progressed to Tara and Brian. One night, Tara manoeuvred Brian into going out with her. He wasnt sure how it happened but he was certainly excited at the prospect. This was, he silently realised, his first date! Ill pick you up at seven, then, Tara had said with a strange smile. Wellall rightbut I can drive No, I prefer to drive. At seven, Brian. Brian dont know how she did it but Tara had taken control and he gave it to her, willingly. Of course, Brian was inept in the social graces and Tara was so controlling that he was a little in awe of her. He was also in awe of her eating prowess. She devoured her entre and her main course and then finished off Brians! And then enjoyed desert. Brian stared at her ample breasts straining the front of her cocktail dress and wondered what it would be like to touch them. It was strange for Brian to think of himself as the boss when they were out as Tara was larger,

taller and more forceful. He allowed Tara to make the decisions and to control the evening. That was nice, Tara said when she drove Brian home. Ah, yes, it was, Brian mumbled, not sure what to do next. He was so confident in the laboratory but here, with this Rubenesque woman, Brian was useless. We may go out tomorrow night, Tara said as she parked the car. Lets go inside and you can make me a cup of coffee. You do have coffee, dont you, Brian? Ahyesof course Brian fumbled around the kitchen while Tara prowled his flat, inspecting it all. Sit next to me, Brian, Tara said, patting the sofa when Brian walked in with the coffee. He sat next to her while she sipped coffee. Did you enjoy tonight? Ahyes, I didthank you, Tara Ill pick you up tomorrow night. And that was that. Tara drove him to a restaurant, they ate and then she came into his flat again. Somehow, Brian

found himself with his trousers down and Tara examining his rigid cock. I just knew youd have a small cock, Brian, Tara said with a small smile, everything about you is small. Would you like me to wank you? Ah Brian muttered, face red, ah Of course you would, Tara said, all blokes like it. Come sit on my lap and Ill wank you. It was humiliating but Brian was overwhelmed by the larger woman and obediently crawled onto her lap. Tara smiled, held him in place with one beefy arm across his chest while her other hand swallowed his cock. Such a tiny cock, Tara said as she pulled it once or twice. Brian moaned this was humiliating but, at the same time, strangely arousing. I should call you, Tiny Brian, shouldnt I? Tara laughed, pulling his small cock. Its so small I can hardly feel it. But Brian could feel it, groaned and came. Tara milked him and then smiled in triumph.

So quick but you obviously enjoyed it. Its all over your stomach. Lets wipe it up with your shirt. Ahnopl There, all done! Its a bit soppy but that will do. I must go, so hop off my lap like a good little boy. 3. Brian was suitably embarrassed at work but Tara didnt say anything and treated him as she always did. However, every now and again, she gave him a secret smile and Brian flushed. That night, after another nice meal, Tara suggested that Brian take all his clothes off before sitting on her lap for his milking! It was humiliating but Tara smiled warmly at him and asked innocently, didnt you like me playing with your tiny cock? Wellahyes, Brian said, admitting that he did have a tiny cock! Dont you want me to do it again? Ahyes Well, you silly little boy, Tara said cheerfully, take all your clothes off!

Face bright red, Brian removed all his clothes under Taras smiling eyes and stood naked in front of her, his cock embarrassingly hard. Are you hard? Tara asked, smooth her skirt down in readiness for Brian to crawl onto her lap, its difficult to see because its so small. Hop onto my lap like a good little boy so I can see. That made Brian blush even more but sat on that comfortably plump lap. Tara draped her arm around him and closed her other hand around his cock. Brian gasped at the contact and whimpered as Tara began to pull, humming softly to herself. As she caressed his cock, Brian shivered and shuddered under Taras expert milking and her small words of encouragement. Thats it, be a good little boy and spurt! Come one, spurt for me. And spurt he did much to his immediate embarrassment and humiliation - once he had ejaculated over his round belly. He wiggled to get off her lap so he could clean up but Taras arm held him firm.

Was that nice? Tara asked, holding him in place. He was, of course, still naked with a puddle on his belly while Tara was comfortably clothed. This added to his humiliation. Yes, he mumbled, wishing she would let him down. Well, you silly boy, thank Tara! Thanks, he muttered. Thats better, Tara said with a bright smile and kissed his forehead before releasing him. 4. Brian didnt know how to treat Tara at work but she was serenely and warmly polite when they were in company. That night, he obediently removed his clothes at Taras casual request and stood naked. I think our relationship should progress further, she said, sipping her tea while examining the red faced and naked Brian. I think I should get some pleasure. Brian, of course, was delighted as he thought he was going to make love with Tara. In a way, he was.

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He was going to make love to Tara with his mouth and tongue. Of course, Tara, he said happily, forgetting for a moment that he was naked, that would be nice. Im glad you think so, darling, Tara smiled and Brian was ecstatic that she called him darling! But it didnt turn out the way he thought. Brian found himself on his knees, head firmly between Taras beefy, naked thighs and, following her explicit instructions began licking her abundantly hairy pussy! Her copious juices filled his mouth and he laboured for almost an hour until Tara cried out, squeezed his head between her thighs and shuddered to orgasm. She beamed down at him and Brian stared up at her smiling face over her large breasts. That was super and youll only get better! Now, sit on my lap like a good little boy and let me give you your reward! Brian wanted to slide his cock into that orifice he had just worshipped but Tara seemed so firm and he just climbed onto her lap, resting rested his head against her large and pendulous breasts.

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Her hand swallowed his rigid cock and Tara began to stroke him. I think if you shave all your pubic hair off, she said conversationally as her hand pumped, your weeny would look a little bigger. Just a suggestion, darling. Oooh, here we go! What a good boy! And so quick! You must simply love kissing my pussy, it got you all hot and bothered! Such a good little boy! 5. And that was how they made love. Brian came to look forward to crouching on the floor while Tara parted her thick thighs for him to push his head against her pussy, because it meant he would feel her gentle hand around his cock. One night, while he was naked on Taras lap after licking her, her hand closed gently around his cock now hairless as he shaved his pubic hairs at her suggestion she stopped and said, do you love me, darling? Oh yes, Brian gushed, wanting Tara to continue with her hand. Do you think we should get married, darling?

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Yes, he cried and her hand began to move again. At first, Tara milked Brian every time he made her come with her tongue, and that was something for him to look forward to. On the wedding night, however, things began to change. Tara was still in her flowing wedding dress when they returned to their room to change for the reception. Married at last, she said, flopping down on the chair, sipping champagne and kicking her high heels off. Yes, darling, Brian said happily, taking his tie off. Its wonderful. Yes, Tara smiled. Come on hubby, take your gear off for your wife; do a little show. Brian glanced nervously at the door which separated them from the guests drinking and talking outside. Here? You have to get changed anyway, so do a little strip for me. I can hear the music form the band; go on.

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Tara seemed to be in a mood so Brian halfheartedly bumped and swayed in time to the distant music while removing his clothes. There, darling, he said with relief when he was down to his underpants and socks. You havent finished, Tara said coldly, flash your tiny dick! But, darling Hurry up. Its not like its going to be a real surprise for me! Take your gear off! Something about her manner made Brian nervous and he swayed timidly to the music, pulled his underpants down and stood with them puddled around his ankles. Shamefully, his cock was hard, a fact Tara did not miss. Christ, youre hard! Come here, you sexy beast, she said in a voice heavy with sarcasm, get in here and lick me! Brian knew there was no point in arguing and he crawled under her wedding dress where, he was shocked to discover, she wasnt wearing knickers! And she was wet!

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Sighing, he burrowed his face into the thick undergrowth that covered her pussy and began his wedding duty. Tara came with a muffled cry after twenty minutes, kicked him away while she got changed and they departed for their honeymoon. Once inside the honeymoon suite, Tara removed her clothes and immersed her large body in the spa bath while telling Brian to open the champagne. He brought the champagne glass in and looked down at her large body in the suds. Unpack our clothes and hang them up. Butits our honeymoon Do you think I dont know that? Im not working on this holiday! Thats for you to do. No, Brian said defiantly, why should I do all the work? Your funeral, Tara said calmly, lying back in the bath, sipping champagne. Brian sat stubbornly in the sitting room watching television and drinking beer. An hour passed and suddenly Tara walked from the bathroom, completely naked. Brian gaped at

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her as she took the television remote from his hand and turned the sound up. Dropping the remote on the sofa, she reached down and fastened her hand around Brians throat. His eyes bulged as Tara pulled him to his feet, her cold eyes on his. Take your clothes off! Tara hissed. But She squeezed his throat more tightly and Brian thought she was going to strangle him! He was no match for her strength or size and he desperately tore at his shirt and trousers. Tara released his throat and spun him around, her fingers viciously pulling his underpants down so Brian was naked except for his white underpants around his knees. Tara spun him around again, plopped her large and voluptuous naked body on the sofa and threw Brian over her beefy thighs. Slowly and methodically, she spanked his bottom while holding him firmly across her lap. Brian protested and kicked but could not escape this ultimate humiliation from his bride.

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On and on Tara spanked him, until the only sounds in the room, apart from the television was the occasional loud smack of her hand against Brians tender flesh and his soft and pathetic whimpering. Tears streamed down his red cheeks and his bottom cheeks were blindingly red and burning. At last, Tara stopped and pushed Brian to the floor where he lay sobbing quietly. Dont disobey me again, darling, Tara said calmly, Id hate to spank you every day! Now get in there and unpack the suitcases! Brian scampered to do what she said, his arse on fire and his small cock hard, something Tara did not fail to notice. Smiling to herself, Tara rose from the sofa, her large Rubenesque body wobbling as she poured another glass of champagne. Snivelling, Brian returned to find his wife, still naked, spread on the sofa, watching a film on the television. Get your mouth down there, darling, she said calmly. Brian had no doubt as to where there was and slowly knelt so he could access her hairy pussy.

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Tara was wet and Brian dutifully began worshiping as she giggled at the film. Take it slow, she commanded, I want to enjoy it. It is, after all, my wedding night! She kept him there for almost an hour until Tara finally orgasmed and Brian was exhausted but his cock was hard. I think we understand each other, now, she said calmly and he nodded tearfully, his face slick with her juices. Tara rose and walked towards the bedroom. Time to sleep. Its been a big day. A girl only gets married once, after all. She laughed softly and a desolate Brian followed her in. Youre still hard, she commented and he looked at her hopefully. Maybe shed make love with him at last or at least milk him. Go into the bathroom, Tara said as she clambered into the big bed, and pull yourself. As you do, repeat over and over again, I worship Tara. Tara giggled as she turned the light off and Brian slowly walked to the bathroom.

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Dont close the door, Tara called after him, I want to hear you. Brian stood over the toilet, held his cock and as he began pumping, recited, I worship Tara, I worship Tara. 6. And, after 18 months of an unusual marriage, Brian found his position in life had dramatically changed. At work, Tara had assumed more of the decision making and everyone in the research facility seemed to approve so Brian just went along. It was easier, somehow as once, when he had publicly disagreed with his wife, Tara had spanked him viciously at home that evening. The next day, his bottom still on fire, he had publicly apologised and announced that he had changed his mind, that he now agreed with Taras findings. At home, he did most of the domestic duties and found himself on his knees servicing Tara whenever she required.

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Usually, it was just a snap of her fingers, a gesture at her displayed pussy and Brian would obediently fall to his husbandly duty. If he was lucky, Tara would allow him to climb onto her lab and she would casually milk him, sometimes while watching television or, even more humiliating, when she was on the telephone, talking to her friends. Other times, Tara would tell him she was too tired and that he should milk himself. Sometimes, she would watch him with a grin while he frantically pulled his cock. If she was in a malicious mood, Tara would insist that Brian had to recite some humiliating phrase while he masturbated. Usually, I worship Tara, I love Taras beautiful pussy or, if she was in an especially cruel mood, My cock is tiny. And more and more, Tara would sigh, I do wonder what a big cock would feel like. It was usually said when she was milking him and Brian would be stricken with fear that his wife would seek someone with a more useful appendage.

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One morning, Tara had proclaimed, I need penetration, I just do! Darling, Brian rushed, Im sorry Im So small? Tara raised an eyebrow and Brian blushed furiously. Yes, he whispered, Id do anything to Ill think of something, darling, Tara said, patting his cheek, you just leave it to me. 7. Brian was petrified that Tara was going to find a lover to satisfy the need that he couldnt! He tried to do everything he could to please his wife and Tara accepted his gestures and always wanted a little more. Can I massage your feet, darling? That would be super, darling. Brian gratefully positioned himself at her feet and began massaging when Tara suggested, give them a little kiss, darling, right on each toe. Ah, that feels nice. Lick my toes. Lovely! And pleasure? then, Brian tentatively suggested, wouldwould you like me toah give you sexual

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Darling, Tara giggled, are you asking to lick my pussy? Ahyesstuttered a blushing Brian. How sweet! Why dont you ask me properly? Ah, would you like me toahlick your pussy? I didnt hear the magic word, Brian. Tara frowned slightly and Brian felt a little fear. Please is not used often enough these days, is it? Please can I lick your pussy? The words rushed from the lips of the stuttering and embarrassed Brian and Tara frowned again. I thought you believed my pussy was beautiful? It is! It is! Please, can I lick your beautiful pussy? Tara beamed. Of course you can, darling, you only have to ask nicely! 8. A week passed and Brian got into the habit of asking Tara permission to lick her every night. It

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was demeaning and humiliating but he did it to keep her happy. Except, on Friday night, she refused. Not, darling, I just dont feel like it tonight. Brian felt a little relieved but her next words chilled him. No, what I feel like is a nice big fat cock! Brian stared at her, his stomach churning and Tara smiled down at him. And I got one today! That was too much! His wife had been unfaithful! Brian fought the tears that formed and Tara smiled happily at him. Its in the bedroom. Come on, darling, I want to try it out. Stunned, Brian dutifully followed his buxom wife into the bedroom and watched as she removed a black object from a package. It was a large, fat phallus with straps attached. Brian had heard of objects such as this it was a strap on.

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Take your clothes off, Tara commanded, not even looking at him as she played with that lewd fake cock. Immediately, Brian thought he had to strap it on and thought that at last he was going to fuck his wife, and that was a happy thought, even if it was by proxy! Eagerly, he stripped and was quickly naked. He stood next to his still clothed wife who smiled at him. Keep your head still. My head? Open your mouth. The thick end of the black plastic cock fitted inside Brians mouth, the flange resting against his teeth. There was a hole through the cock, so he could breath a little but he realised he would have to breathe through his nose. What is she doing? Tara didnt wait for Brian to understand and began buckling the straps around his head. There, she said with satisfaction, smiling at Brian who stared back with wide eyes through the straps that crisscrossed his face, the large cock bobbing from his mouth.

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He felt like a fool! This was truly humiliating! Lie down on the bed while I get ready. Miserably, Brian lay naked on the bed with that large black cock bobbing from his face. He couldnt ignore it, it filled his vision constantly and he swallowed as saliva built in his mouth. Humiliation built within Brian as he realised that Tara was going to fuck that cock while it was attached to his face! She emerged naked from the bathroom! Tara smiled down at him, her ample body wobbling and wiggling as she walked and the bed sank dramatically as she climbed on. Without a word or a gesture, Tara straddled Brian, providing him with an extreme close up of her pussy and anus before sliding down on the cock. Moisture flooded his opened mouth and Brian struggled to swallow as Tara fucked his face. The bed shook and trembled as she moved up and down, her flesh smacking into his face as she used him.

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He struggled to breathe as well as swallow and once, desperate to breathe, raised his hands to push her off his face. It was a hopeless gesture as he wasnt strong enough to move her plump body but Tara wasnt amused. She smacked his hands away and, reaching behind her, squeezed his balls! Brian cried out and lay still from then on until Tara came from fucking his face. Slowly, she pulled herself off the dildo and lay beside the quivering Brian. Take it off and wash it, was all she said, switching the bedroom television on. When he returned, she was munching chocolates and laughing at the television so much, her massive breasts were wobbling from side to side. Tara didnt look at him, just signalled to her pussy and Brian sadly crawled between her beefy thighs to feast on her now gaping pussy. Slowly, she said, her mouth full of caramel creams, and be careful, Im tender! Slowly he began to lick and nibble while his wife giggled above him and scoffed chocolates.

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9. Later that night, as Tara lay in bed, drifting to sleep, Brian sat on the toilet and pulled his hard cock while chanting, I worship my wifes pussy; I worship my wifes pussy Louder! I cant hear you, he heard Tara call sleepily from the bed. I worship my wifes pussy! Brian heard Tara giggle softly and say, thats better, Tiny Brian! And when she said that, Tiny Brian came!

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A Gift for Kitten.

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The Beginning.
We had been playing light domination games for sometime and my gorgeous wife always had a wicked sense of humour. Once she tied me up and playfully teased me with a feather until I was begging her to let me come. I was hoarse from begging and laughing so much from the tickling I was actually weeping. Kitten thats what I call my wife - just smiled and continued to tease me. I was so hard, painfully so and wanted to come but she kept denying me, teasing me and ignoring my increasingly desperate pleading. I could tell she was turned on by my desperation and I wasnt surprised when she swung those long legs over me and slid my cock into her soft, warm velvet pussy! Ahh, I groaned as Kitten furiously moved up and down, her eyes glazed and focussed on some far horizon. Dont come, she chanted at me as she moved, dont you bloody come! She pounded into me, sliding up and down, her large breasts wobbling frantically and it was to much for me and I came!
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You bastard! Kitten slapped my chest, pulled herself off me and strode from the room, leaving me naked and restrained on the bed. Kitten? I tentatively called after her but there was no reply. She was really angry with me and left me in that position for almost an hour. When she did release me, I was treated to stony silence. Im sorry, Kitten, I whispered the next morning, youre so sexy how can I resist? She seemed mollified by that and smiled. You do look so sexy when youre pleading, Kitten said with a devilish look in her eyes. I wish I could keep you pleading all the time but youd just wank! No, I wouldnt, I protested but Kitten laughed. You would! Unless there was a way to stop you. I should have shut up! I should have kept my big mouth shut but I couldnt, I had to speak up.

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There are ways, I said and Kitten pounced on that. Ways? What do you mean? There are chastity belts For men? Really? I nodded, yes there are. The very best ones are locked on and impossible to get off. And impossible for the bloke to get off! Kitten giggled, if you know what I mean, and I smiled. I believe so. Kitten snuggled close to me and nibbled my ear, a gesture she knew drove me insane. Its my birthday next month, she said in a husky voice, perhaps you could get one for my birthday? My cock grew hard at the thought of the games we could play! WellI suppose I Think of the fun wed have! Well, Kitten giggled, the fun Id have, anyway! Well, I said hesitantly, Ill think about it.

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The Gift.
I gave Kitten her birthday gift perfume and a shopping voucher and even though she was pleased I could tell it wasnt exactly what she wanted. Or, what she desired! Thank you, darling, Kitten said, kissing me gently, this is nice. Happy birthday, Kitten, I smiled. Shall we go? I have reservations at our favourite restaurant. Dinner was fine and after two bottles of wine, we were both feeling mellow and warm. I decided I would give Kitten her other gift. Of course, I had been in two minds but the wine and the brandy made me feel safe and warm So I gave her the box. Kitten ripped the wrapping paper, opened the small red cardboard and removed the silver tube and locking clasp. Her eyes lit up and her tongue peeked through her plump lips for a moment before she grinned happily at me. You got it? This is it? I nodded, smiling at her excited and flushed face. Oh my god....
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Kitten giggled and gently caressed the silver tube and I shivered at the way her eyes gleamed. This is wonderful, she whispered, does it fit? Yes. I had tried it on and it had felt sexy as I imagined my cock locked away by my wife Will you'll wear it? If you want me to, I said lightly, sipping my wine and feeling my cock grow hard. Oh, I want you to, Kitten said breathlessly. And I'll have the only key? Stupidly, I had put all the keys in the box with the chastity tube as, then, it was only a game. Maybe it once was a game then but somehow, it changed. Kitten shook the box, her face creased with delight, and four keys fell into her lap. She giggled and held the chastity tube up to the light, trying to see through the bent metal. It looked so incongruous in her small hands, the red of her fingernails contrasting with the silver metal. Are these the only keys?

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Yes, you need two keys to unlock it. Its the best there is, its called the Dickson Device1. Was it expensive? Only the best for you, Kitten, I said brightly and she beamed at me, mischievous and sexy thoughts dancing in her dark eyes. Thank you, darling, Kitten said, snuggling next to me, hand on my hard cock. Can I put it on you? Im a little hard, I joked and Kitten gently kissed me. Youll just have to fuck me, darling, she whispered as she nibbled on my ear lobe. I think I could manage that, I croaked, and then you can put it on me. Kitten nibbled my ear lobe again. And I decide when it comes off? Yes, I said, uttering the words that I would regret for the rest of my life, you decide, Kitten. Decide what? Kitten prompted, her face serious. That, I said lightly, you decide when the chastity tube comes off.
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The novel The Dickson device has a full description of this invulnerable chastity tube.
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Promise? I promise, I said grandly And Kitten pushed her magnificent breasts against my arm as she kissed me. Kitten almost dragged me upstairs, pulled off my clothes and then hers! Feverishly, she rode me to her own orgasm! I had never seen her come so quickly and I noticed that as she rode me, she held the chastity tube in her hand. Kitten slid off me with a sly and sexy smile, my cock rock hard and I needed to come. Lets play a game now, she purred, her hand encircling my quivering cock. Beg me to come! Her hand slowly stroked me and I playfully begged. Please let me come. No, Kitten said crossly, releasing my cock, do it properly! Beg me! Please, I said with more urgency, please let me come! Thats better, she pouted and slowly stroked my quivering cock. I like it when you beg. Youll beg a lot once Ive locked you up!

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The thought of being locked up with Kitten teasing me made me hot, and I begged and begged until I came with an almighty rush! There he blows, Kitten purred, pumping my cock, milking me. I sighed contentedly and Kitten barely gave me a minute to bask in the war post-orgasmic feeling and gestured with the silver chastity tube. Put it on. I looked at the metal chastity tube and immediately had second thoughts. Later, I said, after I shower. Kitten pouted but didnt say anything. I stepped from the shower and she was waiting in the bedroom, still naked and a serious look on her beautiful face, the chastity tube in her hands. Now, darling, she said. Well You promised! Kitten pouted. So I slid the tube onto my cock and Kitten eagerly closed the locking ring. Her eyes became narrow slits when the sound of the device locking rang ominously in the room.

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Nice, she said, licking her lips and getting up from the bed. Kitten, I called after her, looking down at the metal tube that now encased my cock, when will you take it off. Silence came from the bathroom and I called again. Kitten? The sound of the shower filled the room and I sat down on the bed, wondering what I had just done!

Day One.
The next morning my erection woke me as it strained in the tube. Kitten was asleep next to me and I watched her breasts rise and fall in the baby blue nightdress she wore. She is so beautiful! My cock pushed against the tube again and I grimaced with pain. This is going to be more difficult that I thought! Quietly, I slipped from the bed and used the bathroom. I found I had to sit to urinate which was slightly humiliating but I thought it would be only until Kitten grew tired of this game.
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Little did I know! Kitten was slowly waking up when I returned to the bed and I felt her hand slip down to hold my imprisoned cock in the chastity tube. I saw a small smile flicker on her lips as she held the tube and a small sigh escaped her. Suddenly, her other hand moved down to her pussy and I watched as she slowly stroked herself with one hand while the other held my cock in the chastity tube. It was surprising just how wet she was I could hear the slick noises and smell her arousal. Her hand pressed against my head and she tugged me down towards her waiting pussy. I knew what she wanted and I felt hopeful. This was our usual routine I would lick her pussy as the entre to making love. That meant, she would have to remove the chastity device! I had to make her even more aroused so she would want me to fuck her! So I leaned down and began to lick as Kitten arched her pelvis up and thrust my face deeply between her parted thighs, her hand tugging my face even closer..

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and her musky smell

teased my nostrils as I licked and used my fingers. Barely minutes after I began, she moaned, stiffened her body and came! That was unusual! I watched as she writhed in ecstasy, my neglected cock pulsing in the chastity tube. Kitten smiled, and, opening her eyes for the first time, reached down to fondle the chastity tube. My cock throbbed in the tube and I whimpered as she firmly squeezed my balls. Hoarsely, I whispered, do you have the keys? Kitten smiled lazily and squeezed my balls again. Yes, darling, I do and theyre in a safe place! I stared at her and Kitten chuckled. Darling, did you hope that I was going to unlock you so soon?" I nodded, unable to speak. She took my face in her hands and whispered This is your gift to me, isnt it? It was your idea. Was it, was it really my idea?

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I tried to think but couldnt as my cock throbbed painfully in the fiendish tube. AhI dont know Whatever, darling but we both know you did suggest it. Anyway, this is your gift to me, isnt it? Yes I whispered. And you agreed that I would decide when it comes off. I nodded, feeling devastated. Good, Kitten said, laying back down, Why dont you make me a nice cup of tea while I have a little lie in? I was confused and horny very horny. Kitten had enjoyed her orgasm and then acted as if nothing had changed for the remainder of the day. When we went to bed, she caressed my chastity tube before pushing my head down between her thighs. Again! And, she came easily and then patted my cheek before rolling over to sleep.

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I stared at the ceiling as my frustrated cock rebelled against the metal tube that cruelly imprisoned it.

Day Two.
Saturday and I could hardly focus on the chores. Finally, I asked, Kitten, when do you think Youre not asking again, are you! She looked at me crossly and it occurred to me that I didnt know where the keys were and that I couldnt get this dammed thing off without the keys! I was totally in her power! This was your idea, she cruelly reminded me. I may consider letting it off if Im in a good mood, Kitten said and walked off, tantalising me with a rear view of her tight bottom in tight white shorts. My eyes zeroed in as I tried to see panty lines and guessed she was wearing a thong possibly the small white lace one I remembered and my cock painfully reminded me of its prison. And so I pampered her with a massage and was shocked to hear her casually demand a pedicure. I
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had never done that but I stumbled through, listening to her purred instructions. Of course, after that, I found myself between her thighs and licking her to a slow and long orgasm. Dont you think, darling, Kitten said as she laid languidly back, her naked breasts wobbling, thats its cute that you give me what you cant have? Kitten I croaked, ready to beg but her cross look silenced me. I hope youre not going to be annoying, was all she said and I hung my head.

Days Three and Four.

As soon as Kitten woke, she pushed my head between her legs and I dutifully licked and kissed until she shuddered in orgasmic delight. How I longed to enjoy an orgasm myself! Kitten suggested that I give her a back massage after her shower, moisturise her long legs and then paint her toenails. What could I do? I wanted her to release me but I now was afraid of her response if I demanded the keys.

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Like the previous nights, she rolled over to go to sleep, completely ignoring the state that I was in. I couldnt take it and tried to convince her to unlock me so that I could come. Why would I do that? Kitten said with a sly smile. I like you this way. Please get the keys! I dont have them, Kitten said calmly and it was like an arrow through my heart! What! Theyre in a safe place and not here. Now, go to sleep. Please, I demanded, Kitten this has gone far enough. Please release me! Kitten gave me a cold and icy look. Youre really quite rude! Darling, I stuttered, Kitten, I dont mean to be rude Dont ask again. Now, go to sleep! Darling, this was supposed to be fun, I whimpered, beyond caring and so horny. It is fun, darling, my fun! You suggested this and now your cock is mine and I love that! I suggest you try to get used to the idea. The more you

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Day Five.
I have now been locked into the chastity tube for five days...five long days, the longest in my life! It was obvious that Kitten enjoyed her power over me and I never thought that she would take our little game this far! Sex was now completely one-sided Kitten got what she wanted, when she wanted it while I received nothing! Furthermore, she was using my sexual frustration to effectively control me, to make me more and more submissive to her desires. I couldnt fight that as we both knew I had submissive leanings. Most of the time, I felt so aroused and submissive, that I felt weak and powerless around her. And Kitten seemed to know it! Kitten was enjoying it and whenever I gave her orgasms, I noticed that they were far more intense than anything I had previously seen. Things changed at first slowly. She wanted my mouth a lot and we began with me servicing her in bed but that soon changed.
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Kitten wanted me on my knees and demanded that I use my fingers as well as my mouth to bring her off. She loved it and there were times when I wondered if she even missed my cock! In fact, there was an unspoken code now in force in our home dont mention the cock! It was like I was suddenly a eunuch, a harem slave! Kitten demanded everything to gain her sexual satisfaction while I remained denied. We no longer made love, that took two people no, I was the servant servicing his queen and she loved it. I was enslaved by my wifes pussy! Kittens cunt made me a slave and she ignored my needs so all my attention was focused on her. I seem so sexy these days, Kitten purred after I had licked her again. This was the third time and I knelt between her thighs, my face wet with her juices, whimpering in frustration as my cock throbbed. Darling, she cooed, stroking my hair, I love that I get so much satisfaction while you get none!

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Day Six.
I hated the chastity tube and I did try to remove it but it was impossible! The only way to remove it was to cut it off. She loved to tease me and as my balls were accessible, Kitten liked to squeeze them before rolling over to sleep. On the sixth night, she murmured, theyre getting big, darling, full of all that fizzy sperm! I wanted to beg her but she suddenly pushed my head down again and I began to lick and play with her very wet pussy. Did she become aroused knowing my balls were so full? The many times I spent between my wife's legs built a hunger and intense sexual need within me with no relief in sight. Usually, Kitten would kiss me after she had come but this time she didnt and callously rolled over to sleep with a satisfied smile on her lovely face while I ached and craved relief, staring at the ceiling with tears in my eyes. When will this end? When will she relent?

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Day Seven.
My desire to please her the next morning was blindingly obvious and Kitten smiled down at me as I busily lapped at her cunt. Youve become so attentive, Kitten smiled lazily, I love the way youre so enthusiastic to please me now, so tender and sexy! My balls ached and my cock squirmed in the metal tube as I was driven with an insatiable desire to come. In other words, I was submissive to Kittens needs and she was deliriously happy and delighted in purring that I was her domesticated pussy licker. Each time, I performed superbly with my tongue and fingers, giving her an orgasm that rocked her and each time, she ignored my needs. I had to ask again but, this time, I thought Id be subtle. Did you enjoy that, Kitten? I asked timidly. Yes, Kitten smiled, caressing my head, youve become so good at it. Its almost as if you love licking my pussy. Do you love it? I did, it was my only sexual contact and I loved tasting her intimately. Yes, I said softly.
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Good. Orgasms are yummy, arent they? Ah I stuttered, lost for words. She knew I couldnt have them! What was this cruelty? Kitten giggled at my expression. Oops! Theyre not yummy for you anymore, are they? Kittenpleasedodo couldcome? How can you that, darling, when your cocky wocky is all locked up in that cute little chastity thingy? I swallowed and looked up at her, wondering if I should go on, if I should tempt her wrath. My aching balls gave me courage. WellI couldif you unlocked me I trailed off and knew I that asking had been a mistake. Kitten smiled wickedly at me as I knelt between her thighs. She was gorgeous and I lusted for her. There was also a cold edge to her now, a sheen of superiority and control that made her even more beautiful. It was suddenly clear to me that Kitten liked things this way, she liked having a domesticated you thinkI

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pussy licker that would slavishly service her while she heartlessly denied me! It wasnt going to change I knew that now and I felt like weeping! Darling, you really are thick sometimes. Why would I unlock you? Dont you understand that when it comes to sex, your needs no longer matter. I dont give a fig about what you want! Its all about what I want! Kitten idly stroked my hair as I stared up into those beautiful eyes, my cock cruelly twisting against the steel embrace of the tube and I felt like a mouse under Kittens cold eyes. If I remember, you gave me your cock, it was a gift! And a wonderful birthday gift it was! I stared up at her and Kitten smiled as she told me to stand up. Her hand cupped my swollen balls and then patted the steel tube of the Dickson Device, the sight of her red painted fingernails so close to my imprisoned cock made it squirm painfully again. All locked up! I don't think your dickie will ever be yours to play with again, darling, I like being the owner of a cock, even if its a tiny one!

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Kitten laughed softly at the expression of pain that flickered over my face as I realised the situation I was in. I had thought I was going to be a eunuch for a few days and she was now saying it was forever! I know, Kitten said softly, her hand almost weighing my full balls, that your lovemaking in the past has been less than successful. You were either wanking or coming too bloody soon for me! I wont mention the size of your little dickie because I know youre sensitive. I looked down at the floor, face hot as my wifes harsh words infiltrated my frustrated stupor. I think it is much better this way, darling, youre so good now with your mouth and fingers, so good I dont need your little dickie at all! I licked my lips and opened my mouth to speak to protest but a cold glare from Kitten silenced me. Let me spell it out, darling, this is the way I want you all horny and needy. I know its difficult but, believe me, its going to get worse!

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Aghast, I stared at her and saw her slowly grin. It was a wicked smile that sent a shiver through me. If you want to stay married to me, darling, this is the way it will be. You can choose to leave me if you like but we both know youd be absolutely useless without me! True? Slowly, I nodded and Kitten gave my swollen balls a light squeeze. This is how it will be - I get pleasure and you get to suffer. Kitten stared deeply into my eyes as she said those terrible words that shocked and frightened me. I get lots of lovely orgasms, you get none! Never! Its all rather simple! Do you understand? What could I do? I still loved her and wanted to be with her. Perhaps I hoped that she would relent, that she would unlock me. I was a fool but I answered meekly, yes, I love you, Kitten. Kitten laughed, swung her legs around me and walked to the bathroom, her delicious bottom swaying with cocky power.

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Day Twenty.
Kitten has changed so much. I am totally focused on pleasing her and I know she enjoys using me to achieve unlimited sexual pleasure. Its also clear that she loves teasing me and driving me to distraction with the constant arousal I feel. Somehow, she thinks its funny! Kitten seems to spend less and less time with me apart from when Im kneeling between her thighs or painting her toenails or doing one of the numerous services she insists I undertake for her. I haven't had an orgasm in twenty days! My cock is constantly aching and my balls are painfully swollen. Kitten has taken to wearing extremely sexy clothing around the house and my willpower has been destroyed by my sexy, cruel Kitten! She demonstrates her sexual power and superiority at every opportunity and I am not allowed to forget who is the worshiper and who is to be worshipped!

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Kitten likes me to be naked while she dresses in scanty lingerie and her sexual presence drives me insane! Of sources, she knows that! She torments me in her slinky panties and camisole as she bends to retrieve something from a cupboard or stands on tip toes to reach a shelf. I cannot tear my eyes from her, drinking in the curves of her body, the jiggling breasts and the line of the thong between the cheeks of her bottom. Once, I used to make love to her, once I used to come but now I can only stare and weep silently when she rolls over to sleep.

Day Twenty Five.

We hardly talk now, Im just an object that she uses and teases. Kitten seems to tease me more than anything now and I crave her touch, her warmth but, instead, Im treated distantly as if I dont really exist. I knelt willingly between her thighs, worshiping her hot pussy while Kitten idly watched television and sipped wine. She didnt come so easily now and it took me ages to help her come. If she was particularly slow to
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arousal, Kitten would abuse me, tell me that my cock was too small for any proper woman, that she had done the world a favour by locking it up! The abuse would make her hotter and she would push my face into her wetness and demand that I make her come, that I do something right! Kitten liked to stop me, hold my face up by my hair and ask if I was enjoying myself, if I was having fun licking her treasure. She enjoyed the look of pain on my face and taunted me, telling me that I should consider castration, that Id feel a lot better without those swollen balls! No more hot thoughts, darling, she sneered, just cut them off and those maddening desires would vanish! Ill do it for you, if you like! It would be all over in a minute and we could keep your balls in a jar on my desk to remind us that you once had balls! Kitten laughed loudly at that and I quaked in fear that she would actually do it! Ooooo, Kitten pouted, is my darling hubby going to cry? Just because his loving wife has taken his cocky wocky!

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Kitten I whispered imploringly and she held my wet face between her hands so she could look deeply into my eyes. Just tell me, darling, and Ill arrange for your balls to be gone. Do you want to be my little gelding? Nono.. I stuttered. Kitten released my face and smiled wickedly at me. Then if you choose this, dont complain! Get your miserable face down there and stick your little tongue in my cunt! God, youre useless! She uses filthy words to demean me and to remind me she isnt a lady in my company, that she is who she wants to be while Im just a tool to be used and teased.

Day Thirty Seven.

Im afraid Kitten is becoming bored with me. Of course, I service her and dream of coming but she has become so cruel Im truly frightened of her.

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I am so frustrated, it was difficult for me to concentrate on my work and the firm let me go sacked me! Kitten didnt console me, just told me to do more around the house while she worked. And so I cook, clean and wash as well as the personal services I extend to my wife. If only I could leave her. If only I had the strength to go, to walk out the door and leave! But it gets worse! Now, when I crouch to service her, to lick her hot pussy until she comes, Kitten likes to keep her shoes on and tap the toe of her shoe against my aching balls. Im sure she loves the pain that fills my face as she giggles with each of my reactions to the tapping toe. Today, she pushed me further into my submissive hell! Kitten walked into the living room dressed in the tiniest pink thong and topless, her large breasts jiggling as she strutted past me. I, of course was naked and Kitten laughed at the expression of pain she saw in my eyes.

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On your knees, boy! I did and stared at that pink bottom that was so enticingly close as Kitten shimmied out of the pink thong. I want to feel your tongue in my back door! Shocked, I gaped at her and she laughed. I want to try something new, you bore me! A real man wouldnt lick his wifes bottom but I think we both know youre not a real man anymore. Are you? Fearful that she would kick me out, I leaned forward and Kitten prised her cheeks apart to reveal her crinkled rosebud. Get your tongue really in there! I want it to be deep!

Day Fifty Three.

I no longer sleep in the main bedroom with Kitten but sleep in the guest bedroom. Its easier for me but it was Kittens idea. She said she was tired of my moaning during the night. After tying my hands to the bed, Kitten likes to sit beside me and gently run her long fingernails up and down my leg until I am a quivering mess, begging her to release me, to allow me to come.
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Stop whining! Kitten stood and slowly began to strip. I had to watch, I couldnt tear my eyes from that magnificent body, the body I havent had for over fifty days! My eyes bulged when I saw she was wearing her sexiest lingerie, the small sheer panties and the gleaming black stockings that caused my cock to twist and turn in the tube and I cried out with pain. Poor baby, Kitten cooed, do you want me to cut your balls off? It would make it so much easier for you! Kitten began to tease my balls and laugh at the way my cock moves against the tube, especially at how red it is. Her soft fingers stroked my inner thighs before Kitten leaned down and blew softly onto my imprisoned cock, her cherry red lips just inches from it. I want to die! Like a cat, she crouched over me and I could tell she was aroused by her half lidded eyes and the small wet patch on those sheer panties. I could smell it!

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Are your balls sore, darling, all full and painful? Kitten purred as she crouched over me and I tried to look away from those firm breasts and sensuous lips. Ahyes, I moaned. Kitten cupped my swollen testicles and playfully squeezed them. Youre mine, darling, all mine. How does that feel? I struggled to put sentences together. Itheythey hurtreally hurt.I really really need to come. Poor darling, dont cry, Kitten poured, mocking me and gently squeezing my balls. Suddenly, she squeezed my balls savagely and I cried out with the pain! Ahhhhh! Kitten giggled and clapped her hands like a schoolgirl! Sorry, darling, Kitten laughed. She weighed my tender balls with her hands. They seem so large and full. How long has it been now, darling? Kitten asked innocently. Fifty three days, I whimpered.

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Poor darling. Kitten leaned down and blew gently on my balls and the head of my cock which protruded from the chastity tube. It was heaven and hell simultaneously. Her long dark hair fell down and cascaded over my groin, sweeping it across my skin and I groaned. Things have really changed, havent they? Kitten said casually as she stroked my thighs with her long hair. Small whispery touches sent me into a paroxysm of pain. I'm really very nasty to you now. Im such a domineering bitch now. Arent I? Kitten leaned forward and slowly licked my chest as I struggled in my bonds and my cock reacted painfully. Poor little boy gets nothing while his little cute wife gets everything! I really enjoy watching you suffer, darling, Im afraid it does something to me and I cant get enough of it! I love it! She leaned closer and gently kissed my cheek and whispered, Im your bitch from your worst nightmare!

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I tried to talk but could only create garbled nonsense and Kitten smiled playfully at me. Why dont you walk out on me, darling? Why would a man stay with a cruel teasing bitch like me? You know I love teasing and humiliating you, why put up with that? She slipped her panties off and trailed them over my face, touching my nose and lips with them. A real man wouldnt put up with me, not a real man! I moaned and tried to turn my head away but Kitten persisted and pushed her wet panties into my mouth. Just spit my panties out, darling, and tell me youve had enough! Ill take this off you, you can wank and we can split up. I can find a real man while you find a small flat and wank everyday! Kitten snuggled close and whispered in my ear, just imagine, you could wank everyday! And youll never have to see me ever again! She massaged my balls and squeezed them sharply. Just say the word, darling, and its all over.

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I couldnt imagine a life without my Kitten. Even the agony I was in was worthwhile if I got to see her, to have contact with her. I know, Im pathetic but love can do that to you. Kitten pulled her panties from my mouth, leaving me gasping and tasting her. No, I whispered, I dont want to goI want to be with youwant to make you happy You are pathetic, Kitten whispered in my ear, stroking my ear lobe, really pathetic! Youre not a man so I can do what I like to you! And youll let me! Kitten undid my hands and forced my face to her soaking wet pussy and she came within minutes, one hand on my head, the other scratching my back with her long fingernails. Almost tenderly, Kitten looked at me and said quietly, youre going to let me do what I want, arent you? I nodded dumbly and she laughed softly. It was an awful laugh, cold and cruel. You poor fool, youve just signed your life away!

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Day Seventy Eight.

Kitten has decreed that I leave the second bedroom. She wants it for guests and she sent me to the store to buy a large dog bed. When I returned, I saw she had dumped all my clothes in a pile in the living room. Bag all these clothes. Ill drop them off at the charity on my way to work. But I stuttered, Ill have Nothing to wear! Kitten casually finished my sentence. bag them or pack them into a suitcase and get the fuck out of my life! Your choice! I ran after her. ButKittenhow will I shop Ill decide what goes on! You heard me! Bag them or pack them! Your choice! I watched her walk away, her bottom wobbling in the short sun dress she was wearing and my balls ached painfully. And put your bed in the laundry! The last comment was proof she knew I would give in, I always did and I slowly bagged all my clothes and moved them to the garage. I now only had the clothes I was wearing but Kitten had other ideas. What about those?
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Kit Strip! Put them in the bag! Nervously, I looked around the garage. The door was open and anyone could see. Kitten stared coldly at me, hands on her hips and I meekly surrendered. Quickly, I removed all my clothes including shoes and stuffed them into a plastic bag. I heard Kitten laugh as she walked away.

Day Eighty Six.

Kitten hurt me today! Really hurt me! I had prepared the meal, served her and then knelt before her with her glass of wine when I accidentally spilled a drop on her shoes. She was furious! You idiot! I saw her eyes come alive with unrestrained fury and Kitten suddenly kicked me in the balls! My poor aching, swollen balls exploded with pain and I rolled into a ball, quivering and shivering as I wept from the pain.

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The wineglass had smashed to the floor and white wine rolled over the polished timber floors as I writhed in agony. Kitten stood over me watching me with avid interest as I rocked from side to side trying to ease the pain. Gradually, the pain subsided and I looked up at Kitten through teary eyes. Her face was full with passion and I saw her lick her pouting lips. I recognized that sultry look! My heart sank as I realised Kitten had been turned on by inflicting pain on me! Sobbing quietly, I managed to crawl to my knees and Kitten seized my hair, pulled her skirt up and pushed my face into her wet pussy. Make me come, idiot! Make me come! I hadnt serviced her that much lately, at least not as much as the beginning when the chastity device was first locked on me as Kitten had grown tired of me. Now, it was obvious she was very aroused! Her pussy was soaked and she pulled my head into her crotch with a frightening urgency. Trying to ignore the pain from my swollen balls and my denied cock, I licked and kissed until my

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wife collapsed onto the sofa with an outrageous orgasm! Get away from me, idiot! Kitten snapped after regaining her breath, kicking me in the chest to push me away. Slowly, I crawled away with Kittens juices on my lips.

Day Ninety Five.

I expect you to serve the drinks and canaps, Kitten snapped, without causing any problems. But Kitten, I whined, can I wear clothes She laughed coldly. You dont have any clothes! And this is a lingerie party so the girls will be stripping off to try things on. Oh no! The agony of watching women in slinky underwear! Do I have to stay, I whimpered, couldnt I wait in the kitchen Just do what I say or Ill kick you in the balls again!

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The women arrived and Kitten explained that I was a eunuch, that my cock was useless while I knelt at her feet. I wished the ground would swallow me up! When did he last come? Lisa asked, eyes fixed on me. I cant remember, Kitten said airily. He should remember, Sue pointed out and all the women looked at me with a mixture of contempt, disdain and pity. Tell them, Kitten said. Ninety five days, I murmured, red faced. They laughed at that and from then on ignored me as they modelled the lingerie and sleepwear for each other while drinking bottles of wine. Every ten minutes, I'd refresh the ladies' glasses and they watched me for a moment and then resumed talking and laughing. They became drunker and I began to worry when Sue said suddenly, his balls are big, compared to the size of his dick! Swollen with juice, Kitten giggled and they all laughed.

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So he gets nothing? Lisa asked. Nothing, Kitten said firmly. And what about you? Sue asked with a sly smile. I use his mouth when I feel like it but hes become bloody boring! Where do you use his mouth? Lisa asked, draining her glass. Where do you bloody think? Kitten laughed and they all laughed together. Hes good at bum licking as well, Kitten casually announced and, again, I wished the floor would swallow me up completely. They laughed and I slunk around the room, trying to quell my aching cock as Lisa strutted around the room in a black see through baby doll nightly. They finally left mostly a little tipsy and I was glad to see them go. Except they all didnt go, Lisa remained! I walked into the lounge room and almost died with shock. Kitten was lying on the sofa with Sue crouched over her, exploring Kittens face with sexy drunken kisses.

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Hes staring, Sue murmured, looking at me before kissing Kitten again. Let him, Kitten said, in fact, its bloody painful for him so we should make him watch. Ok? Im game if you are, Sue grinned. Kneel over there, darling, Kitten said with that wicked smile of hers, and watch. I knelt in the corner as I watched my wife with another woman, my poor imprisoned cock squirming frustration. They gently explored each other's flesh with soft giggles and whispers, always peeking at me before escalating to touching breasts or slipping hands up skirts. It was almost too much for me to bear! He looks so sad, Sue laughed as she kissed Kittens throat. Does it hurt him when his cock is locked up? Yes, Kitten said and I watched her hand at work up Sues skirt, it does hurt him which is half the fun for me! and my swollen balls aching with

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Cruel bitch, Sue breathed, eyes closing as Kittens fingers worked magic. It must be awful for him not to get hard. I suppose it is. Come on, lets go upstairs.

Day One Hundred and Two.

Sue came around again today it seems she and Kitten are real lovers now. Kitten tied my hands behind my back and forced me to lick Sues bum. Sue really pushed it deep against my face and I felt useless and humiliated. Do you want to kiss me, darling? Kitten teased after Sue had pulled her panties up and walked away, that cute bottom bobbing in the lime green knickers. Yes, I moaned, yes I do. In her skimpiest panties, Kitten stood in front of me, turning so her bottom was offered to me, the pink panties stretched tight over her flesh. Give me a kiss, darling and make it a big sloppy one. My cock ached and I was desperate to come and obsessed by the sight before me. I was gone, a desperate idiot who wanted nothing more than to kiss
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my wifes pantied bottom while her lover giggled in the corner. I begged and pleaded and Kitten pushed her bum into my face and I devoured it with deep passionate kisses, dreaming of fucking her, of actually coming!

Day One Hundred and Ten.

Kitten led the tall man in by the hand. I looked up from my position kneeling on the floor and wondered miserably what was going to happen. It was obvious, I suppose, as my hands were tied behind my back and the stranger was naked, his cock hard as a rock. Kitten playfully grabbed his big cock and led him over to the bed. She pushed him gently onto the bed and I groaned with humiliation and desire. She was dressed in a small sheer white bra and panties. Her body had never looked so beautiful, a body I no longer had any connection with! They ignored me, I was invisible as Kitten crawled onto the bed and I strained to look up, to see what she was doing.
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I wished I hadnt as she was sucking on that cock and the pain caused by that lewd sight in my own cock and swollen deprived balls was almost too much. This was her first lover the first I knew about anyway. He would not be the last. Kitten loved to make me watch and I wanted to beg her not to, to just allow me to suffer alone but, of course she wouldnt. If I begged, I was sure she would kick me in the balls she loved doing that so much. Kitten wanted me to see another mans pleasure with her while I suffered my terrible endless sexual torment and denial. She loved it so and I knew the expression on my face would make her laugh and giggle. She turned, releasing that cock from her mouth with an obscene plop and whispered, watch, my pathetic puppy, watch how a real man enjoys himself! Watch how a real man fucks your Kitten! My mind reeled, a man can only take so much, even though I wasnt, as Kitten pointed out constantly, much of a man. I wanted my wife back and I wanted to make love to her, holding her perfect body while I came!

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Watching her now was destroying me, ripping my heart apart and I wanted her to stop but I was nothing to her, my pain was invisible. Deep inside, I guessed Kitten knew she was destroying me and, in fact enjoyed it, knowing she was breaking my heart, crushing my self-esteem. Everything she was doing was eroding my sanity and my will and she smiled that mocking smile as she stroked the other mans cock and licked it in a way that was deigned to make me wish I was dead. How did she become so cruel? Did she still care for me a little? I knew enough to know that all love had evaporated once she became addicted to the erotic taste of complete control over me. Perhaps there was a small drop of affection or, more likely, I was no longer a man in her eyes but a plaything to forget about once Kitten had enjoyed her moments. I knew then that sooner or later I would be discarded like a broken toy or a piece of clothing that was no longer fashionable.

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My torture was now maybe a mere after thought. Perhaps, any day, I'd be discarded and forgotten like these men are in the morning. I needed her. I wanted her to look at me and see her husband, not the thing I had become! Instead, Kitten swung her long legs over that man and, pulling her tiny panties aside, sunk her cunt down on that cock. I watched the mans long hard flesh sink into my wifes pussy and wept, wept for what I had lost and what I would never have again! Kitten looked at me as she rode that cock, her eyes smiling and cruel and gave me a victorious, smirk. As she moved up and down, the expression changed to a mixture of amusement, some pity and much disgust. Poor baby, she cooed, riding the huge cock slowly, poor baby feels all left out? Wanting what he used to have but cant anymore? Her eyes drifted through me, I was fading in her very eyes and we knew she had destroyed me, broken me down until I was nothing but this pathetic slave.

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My lot in life was to accept what Kitten gave, accept it fully and without complaint. She had won and she had loved it. More tears came and I sobbed for what I had lost and for what I would never ever receive again. Kitten was going to make me a smaller and smaller part of her life until I had vanished.

Day One Hundred and Thirty Five.

Kitten smiled down at me as I knelt waiting. She dropped a pair of old jeans, tennis shoes and a t-shirt on the floor. Thats all the clothes I could bother finding for you, she said coldly. The divorce papers are on the table. Sign them without reading. Hurry up, you useless shit! Trembling, I signed away anything I had left but I no longer cared. Ive mailed the chastity keys to this address, Kitten said, dropping a card on the table. Heres a bus ticket. From then on, youre on your own. Get out. She turned and walked away. Sadly, I watched Kittens magnificent bottom for the last time. Her lover was in the other room waiting for her and I
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Day One Hundred and Thirty Seven.

Feverishly, I tore open the envelope and tipped it open. No keys! There were no bloody keys in the envelope! My fingers trembled and my hand shook as I unfolded the note. I read Kittens note with disbelief.
Sorry, I threw the keys way two months ago I was feeling

particularly nasty. You have a choice chemical castration or surgical. Ill leave that decision to you. Your loving ex-wife, Kitten.

I sat down outside the Post office in that small country town and stared vacantly at the road. Chemical or surgical what did it matter? I had been castrated by Kitten a long time ago!

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Colin walked to the door from the car park. Staff were leading horses past the main corral while riding students were lining up to select their horses. It was another busy day at the Blaine Riding School. Hey, Colin, Tony Blaine called, you late again? Youve got some lessons to give! I know, Tony, Colin said quickly, just had a problem with my car. Tony looked at him suspiciously and then nodded curtly. He doesnt like me, Colin thought miserably, as he walked to the office to clock in, he hates me. Colin conducted the class and was glad when it was over. They students predominately female were the children of the rich and Colin always suspected they were laughing at him. Especially that bitch Janine Reynolds! She was always smirking at him and giggling with her friends in a way that made Colin blush but she was rich while he was working to live. Colin was at least ten years older than the students they were all eighteen or older Janine

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Did you enjoy my birthday party? Janine asked, ignoring his question. Birthday party? That was a week ago! Colin thought quickly. Ah, I wasnt invited But you were there! Wellyes I have photos to prove it! Colin nervously waited as she looked in her handbag. The wind played with her white skirt and Colin stared down at her legs in nylons. You might find this one amusing. Colin gingerly took the photograph and gaped at it. It showed Colin in bushes, peering into a window. Red faced, he looked at her and began to stutter, ahthats I think you were looking into the room where we changed our clothes? Ah I have more. Do you want to see them? AhnoI Did you see anything? Janine asked casually as she put the photos back into her handbag.

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Im trying to remember what I had on that day. Was I wearing black lingerie or pink? Look, Colin said desperately, looking around in case Tony was some where close, I only looked for a minute Bryony took twenty photographs, Janine said calmly, so I estimate it was more than a minute. I didnt see anything What a shame! Look, Colin hissed, what do you want? Want? Janine said innocently, I just thought youd want to see your pictures. Perhaps, she added coldly, Tony would like to see them! No! Colin cried out and then spoke softly, please dont do that. Look, Im sorry but Sorry is such an overused word. Colin gaped at her, what did she mean? But Im waiting, Janine said calmly, arms folded. Uhwaiting? I asked you what you saw. Colin blushed deeply.

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He had seen Janine take her top off but that was all, although the image of her in a pink bra lived with him that night when he had furiously masturbated. Nothing, Colin murmured, admitting what she already knew, Tony came looking for me. Oh what a shame! Janine pouted and Colin blushed again. You saw nothing? Not even my bra? Wellahyes, I saw you You did? Was it pink? Yesitahwas pink. He looked away. My favourite bra. Do you think Tony will appreciate that you saw nothing? Or my parents, the parents of the other girls? No! PleaseJan Did I say you could call me by my first name? Ahsorrylook, dont tell Tony I think I should, Janine said with a sly smile, I think its a girls duty to protect the world from perverts! Perverts! Colin was shocked. Im not Miss Reynoldsplease

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What else do you call a man who sneaks through bushes to spy on young women as they change their clothes? Janine pointed out sweetly. AhImwhat do you want? Colin said resignedly. Want? Janine said innocently, are you suggesting Im blackmailing you or something? Yesno! II What did you do when you went home after seeing me in my pink lacy bra? Her eyes seemed to burrow into Colins and he swallowed. Do? Colin stuttered. What did I do? Ah You wanked, didnt you? Colin gasped and looked around like a startled rabbit. Wellnoof course notI mean Liar! Janine said cheerfully. Guess Ill take these to Tony now. She began to walk away but Colin rushed after her. No! Please dont do that! She stopped and stared coldly into his eyes. Well, then?

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Yes, he whispered, I wanked. Thought so! Janine said triumphantly. Please, Colin said urgently, all control and dignity gone, please dont tell Tony! I need this job. She studied him and Colin shivered under those cold green eyes. All right, Janine said slowly, I wont show Tonytoday Thank god! Colin said with relief. if you wank for me. Stunned, Colin gaped at the smiling Janine. What? Youre We can go into the barn, Janine said conversationally, pointing at the barn. You can do it there. Now look Its not as if, Janine said calmly, that youve never wanked before. You told me you did it after you peeped at my birthday. I bet you wank all the time; Bryony says blokes do. But, Colin stuttered, why? Janine shrugged. Ive never seen anybody masturbate. I think it will be fun. You cant be serious!

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Perfectly, Janines smiling green eyes grew cold and she shrugged prettily. Ill go and see if Tony is in the office, shall I? Colin swallowed and wiped the perspiration from his face. He was caught and knew it. No, please, he said softly, dont do that. Janine smiled victoriously. Youll do it? Yes, Colin whispered, face down. Youll wank for me? He couldnt bring himself to say it and nodded, his cock growing hard. Then lets do it. Janine walked to the barn, her white skirt moving in the breeze and Colin mournfully followed. She sat on some straw in the corner, looking up at Colin with a broad and sly smile. Drop your trousers and lets see it! Colin looked around like a an animal caught in a trap but he saw no mercy in Janines eyes, just mischief and enjoyment. Slowly, he unbuckled his trousers and let them fall and he stood in the barn in his white underpants, his trousers around his ankles.

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Pull your tighty whities down, Janine said with obvious delight as his cock strained against the material. Swallowing, Colin did and his hard cock popped out. He looked down at Janine who was seated so he could peek up her skirt. She was wearing pantyhose and he thought he glimpsed the gusset against the shining nylon. Looks like youre all ready to go, Janine laughed. Is it because youre looking up my skirt? He blushed furiously and didnt know what to say. How did he get in such a foolish position? How? IIdont know, he murmured, hard cock bobbing in front of him. Its just my legs, I suppose, she teased. Come on, do it. Slowly, Colin closed his hand around his cock and under Janines watchful eye, began to slowly stroke himself. It was awful! So humiliating and shameful!

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Janie watched with shining eyes as Colin worked his cock, pulling it harder and harder. Janine brought her knees together but allowed the skirt to fall back slightly so Colin could look down at her bottom in the gleaming nylon pantyhose. It was too much and to his eternal shame, he ejaculated! Janine was obviously disappointed. Is that it? Janine frowned. that wasnt much. Strangely, Colin felt he had to apologise. Sssorryyyyits just thatyoure sexy Oh, Janine smiled, it was my legs, wasnt it? Oh well. She stood up and looked down at Colins wilting penis. Perhaps youll do better next time. Stunned, Colin watched her walk to the barn door, the incriminating photographs under one arm. N-n-next time? Janine smiled coolly. Yes, next time. Tomorrow, in fact when all my friends are here. You can do it for them. Im sure

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theyd like to see a boy wank. Although, she said, as she opened the door, its not much. Butbut you said you And I wont show Tony, Janine said calmly. Unless, of course, you dont do what youre told! Her eyes looked him up and down. You know, Colin, you look really stupid standing there with your trousers down. She walked away and Colin numbly pulled his trousers back up. Tomorrow? All her friends?

Hes really going to do it? Enya looked at Colin and then back at Janine while the other five young women waited breathlessly for her answer. Yes, Janine said calmly, hell wank for us. He did it for me yesterday. Thats a little pathetic, isnt it? Bryony said, eyeing Colin who blushed helplessly. I mean, whats the big deal? Well, Akaka, a small dark haired girl of Japanese descent said firmly, I want to see it. Weve

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not all groped boys in the back of Daddys car, Bryony, she added spitefully. And you cant help still being a bloody virgin, Bryony said darkly. Wait, Janine said, intervening, its just a bit of fun. His face goes all funny when he spurts. Let him do it, Enya said. The girls fell silent and turned to look at Colin. Does he take all his clothes off or just his trousers? Bryony asked. Whatever we want, Janine said lightly. I say all, Akaka said quickly. Might as well see everything, Enya agreed. Janine nodded and looked calmly at Colin. Well, get on with it. Get your gear off. Butbut what if Tony come sin He wont, Enya said, hes gone into town. We have half an hour at least. He wont need that long, Janine said, he goes off quickly. All boys do, Bryony said. Listen to the voice of experience, Akaka muttered and Bryony glared at her.

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Bitch! Bryony snapped. Slut! Akaka retaliated and Janine rolled her eyes. Will you two stop it just for once? Janine turned her eyes onto Colin. Come on, get it off! There was, Colin knew, no escape so he slowly began undoing his shirt. Embarrassed, he laid the shirt on his jacket in the corner of the horse stall and, kicking his shoes off, began unbuckling his belt. Hes a bit scrawny, Enya commented. Is hisyou knowis it big? You can say dick, you know, Bryony said with a roll of her eyes. Is his dick big, Janine? No, Janine said calmly, its not. Colin blushed at that but remained focussed on removing his underpants until, totally humiliated, he stood naked in front of the girls. Youre right, Bryony said, its not big. Do they come bigger than that? Akaka asked. Yes, Enya murmured and then flushed selfconsciously. Well, they do, she added defiantly as Bryony grinned at her.

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And hes hard, Janine said. Imagine how small it would be if he werent hard. A tweezer job, Bryony said cuttingly and Colins face burned. Lets see him wank. We can sit here, Janine said, gesturing at a long bench that some of the girls stood on when brushing the horses. He can spurt into the straw. Ewww! Enya wrinkled her nose. I walk on that straw! Cant he do it into something else? Bryony asked. Yes, all right! Janine sighed. use your undies, Colin. But Colin stuttered. Will you get on with it! The girls arranged themselves on the bench and Colin stared miserably at the straw. He had his underpants in his left hand and his hard cock in the other. Dont they look at pictures or something? Enya said suddenly. I let him look up my skirt last time, Janine volunteered. Slaggy slut, Akaka murmured.

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I had knickers and tights on, Janine defended, he didnt see anything! Look, Enya said, perhaps to distract the girls, hes doing it! Colin focussed on masturbating, keen to get through this shameful and humiliating experience. The girls watched avidly and Bryony suddenly moved the hem of her tartan skirt up her thighs and parted her legs. Look, Colin, she taunted, take a peek! Colin had to look! His eyes focussed on that small white vee of panties and he grunted, groaned and spurted into his underpants. Is that it? Akaka asked, disbelief in her voice. Is that all there is? I stirred him up with my knickers, Bryony said, smoothing her skirt. Oh thats something new, Akaka said nastily, showing your knickers to blokes! Not! At least blokes look at me, Bryony snapped. theyre all afraid your pussy is vertical like your eyes instead of horizontal! Thats a really nasty thing to say! Akaka said, close to tears.

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Well, you started it, Bryony said lamely. I hate you! Girls, Janine said, will you stop it. Bryony, apologise to Akaka. That was really nasty. Im sorry, Akaka, Bryony mumbled as Akaka sniffled. Well, Enya said, standing, changing the subject, that was a waste of time. Was it more than thirty seconds? Probably not, Janine said. Get dressed Colin. Colin, grateful to hear those magical words, quickly dressed, leaving his underpants off. Look hes commando, Bryony said snidely. Did you see that episode of Friends? Akaka asked laughing, angst quickly forgotten. Yes, Bryony said. I reckon that Joey is hung like my horse. No tweezers required there! The girls all laughed and Colin stood hesitantly at the barn door. IdId betterbetter go Yes, Bryony said succinctly, piss off. Were all back on Wednesday, Janine said calmly. Well think of something then.

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What? Colin, stunned, stared at Janine. What do you mean? That waswas itwasnt it? Dont be naive, Bryony snapped. Ive got a few ideas and Ive got some homework for you. Colin gaped at Bryony who was looking through her handbag for cigarettes. Dont smoke in here, Janine said, look at all the bloody straw! Bryony sighed and shoved the cigarette pack back into her handbag. Hohomework? Colin asked sadly. Yes, Bryony snapped, go to the library and look up cunninlingus! Do I need to spell it? The other girls gaped at her, Colin shook his head and despondently walked from the barn.

Wednesday found Colin waiting in the barn. Tony was in the office and Colin felt very nervous about performing for the girls again. They had him over a barrel so he knew he would do what they wanted. And somewhere deep inside him, he was enjoying it.

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Right, Bryony said briskly when the girls walked in, Tony is just over in his office so we have to be quick. Wont be a problem for him, sniffed Enya. Colin blushed and looked down. He felt so helpless. Did you do your homework? Bryony demanded, standing so close, she was almost eyeball to eyeball. Colin licked his lips. AhyesI did Good, Bryony said, turning to look around. Go into that stall and lie on your back. What are you doing? Janine demanded. Im going to sit on his face, Bryony said calmly and Enya and Akaka stifled shocked giggles with their hands while Colin, aghast, gaped at her. Get over to that bloody stall! Bryony hissed at him and slowly, Colin walked away. Sighing, he lay down on his back in the straw and waited. You are bloody joking! Janine hissed. No, Im not. Ive read about it and its supposed to be super! What young bloke is going to want to sniff around my bits?

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Ewww! Enya cried in shock. Look, Bryony said, Im not saying you birds have to try it but I am. Get an eye out for Tony! Bryony walked into the stall, slipped her white knickers down from under her skirt and slipped them into her blazer pocket. You better do this right, Bryony said, glaring down at Colin. Although she wouldnt admit it to the other girls, Bryony was anxious and nervously settled down on Colins face. Colin had read as much as he could find on the subject and tentatively began to lick while Bryony settled further on his face. Whats she doing? Colin vaguely heard Akakas voice as he worked. And worked! Bryony began to squirm on his face, using his nose and chin to masturbate herself while his tongue scampered stupidly around her bits! At last, she allowed herself a little come, it was gentle but sharp and it was, she decided, worth it. Shakily, she stood up and looked down at Colins red and wet face. Realising she was standing

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over him and she had her knickers in her pocket, Bryony quickly snapped, shut your bloody eyes, you perv! Enya, Akaka and even Janine looked at her with something approaching awe when she walked out. Well? Janine asked. It was ok, Bryony shrugged, I came, at least thats something. The other three gaped at her and then Janine frowned. Right, she said determinedly, keep an eye out; Im going to try. Bryony smiled as Janine marched into the stall. Shut your eyes, she hissed at Colin who was still lying on the straw. Dutifully, he did so, heard rustling clothes and then another warm pussy settled on his face. Do it!

Colin, wait up! Colin turned nervously a stony walked over to him in the carpark. Ive had good reports from some of the parents.

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Youyou have? Colin squeaked. Yes, you know what theyre like as far as their little darlings are concerned. These young women are, what, nineteen, twenty and they act like spoilt ten year olds! Rich brats! Colin gaped at that; it was unusual for Tony to complain about the rich customers. Still, they pay the bills on time, Tony shrugged, and I always add a good margin! He winked and patted Colin on the shoulder. Ive got a nice little bonus for you. Youyou have? Colin said warily. Yes, the parents are saying that their daughters all say youre a kind and considerate teacher who makes an extra effort to understand their needs. Thats a direct quote. And it was from three sets of parents! Congratulations, youll find a lot extra in your pay packet this week! Well, thanks. Anyway, the parents are keen for us to arrange a riding camp in Wales. I said I would and they rang and asked if you would be taking it. I thought you wouldnt mind and said you would ten days in Wales, mate, thought you wouldnt mind.

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1. My job was to make clients happy. Its not exactly what it says on the job description, it actually says Client Relationship Executive, but the truth is, I make clients happy. Usually, after somebody in the bowels of our organisation had made a huge error, I just apologise, refund or give them an order credit with a promise of a long lunch or tickets to the football, tennis or whatever else was in season at the time. It was, I thought, pretty bloody simple. Until somebody in our logistics department completely lost the order for Creole Fashion. Usually, the orders were short, or the wrong colour but in this case, the entire order for the new electro fittings for Creole Fashion, our biggest customer, went missing! Completely missing. The first I heard of it was when our Managing Director rushed into my office. I was surprised he even knew where my office was and I could smell the panic on him. Bob, he gasped without preamble, we have a terrible disaster! It was hard enough for me to

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understand the Brits when they were speaking normally, even after all the years Ive lived in London, but when theyre panicking, it becomes a high squealing whistle. I wanted to point out that I deal with disaster every day but he didnt let me get a word in. Some pratt lost the entire order for Creole Fashion! I just got off the phone with their MD. She is rather angry! I mean, shes talking cancellation of all orders all orders! Thats a bloody disaster, old man! I shrugged. She cant do that, Tim, where would they go? We are the only company Tim angrily shook his head. No, theres a new company in Poland that is producing components and, she pointed out to me, twenty percent cheaper per unit! Impossible! No, Tim said grimly, its not! I bloody checked! Bob, you have to get over there and smooth things out! I dont care what you do but make it right! They are our biggest client! If they go, we might as well close up shop! You can kiss goodbye to your sportscar, Bob!

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I gulped at that. Lose my pride and joy? No more motoring trips to Monaco, roaring down the mountain roads, forgetting about shitty clients and life? I was twenty seven and enjoying life but, sometimes, work got in the way. Ill fix it, boss, I said more calmly that I felt. Make sure you bloody do! Tim stormed out and I got the telephone number from my secretary, closed the door and made the call. Can I speak to Evelyn Wilson, please. And whom may I say is calling? The secretaries voice dripped ice. Bob Vincentii from Bond United Just one moment. My fingers nervously tapped on my desk as I listened to bad Mozart and then the coolly formal voice of Evelyn Wilson, Managing Director of Creole Fashion and Design, known throughout the industry as Super Bitch, came on the line! Yes? Hi, Evelyn, I said as easily as I could with a forced brightness, Bob Vincentii here, we met at wards.

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I know who it is, Bob, she said icily, My assistant informed me. I expect youre calling to smooth over your latest debacle? This wasnt going to be easy! Yes, Im calling to apologise On the telephone? Not very polite, are you? God, she doesnt miss a trick! I was hoping we could get together, perhaps lunch, to discuss the situation And compensation. Well, yes, of course. How about lunch I can see you at my office at six thirty this evening. Six thirty? I played squashI mentally shrugged that thought away. Half past six? Ill be there, Evelyn. She hung up without a word and I stared at the telephone. Definitely Super Bitch! 2. I went home, shaved, took a shower and changed into a new Italian suit with a five hundred

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Euro French shirt. The tie was Italian as were the shoes. The shoes were highly polished women always notice shoes and the tie was brand new so no stains. Women notice the most peculiar things. Let me explain something to you. Its difficult without coming off as a big head but its no coincidence that I look after all the big female clients. I am not ugly! In fact, some women have said I have the rugged good looks of an Italian movie star! Im young, American handsome and alone in a foreign country you do the math! What can you do you make the best of what youve got, right? It also helped that as a Californian in London I was still exotic enough for some women. I figured Id charm her, smooth things over, take her to dinner, use my charm on her and if I can get her into bed, all the better. 3. She kept me waiting, of course, but I sat outside her office with studied casualness and

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pretended to read Horse and Hound. Incidentally, the Brits have some weird magazines! The secretary had gone and the building was silent. Suddenly the door opened and Evelyn Wilson stood in the doorway, studying me. Evelyn, I said easily, switching the smile on as I walked towards her. She was a classy woman, but wore her blond hair long and her bright blue eyes were like diamonds behind her reading glasses. Bob, she said quietly, come into my office. She sat behind her desk no cosy discussion on the sofa in the corner, I was obviously in her bad books and she stared coldly at me as I sat. First, I said, I want to apologise Tim has done that, Evelyn snapped, many times. It became annoying after a while, she said in her cultured tones, he was quite sycophantic. Ohwell, Bond United is quite concerned Sod Bond United, Evelyn said succinctly. What are you offering as compensation? For twenty minutes we haggled until I gave in and gave her what she wanted as we both knew I would.

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Well, I said brightly, that wraps it up, Evelyn. Again, I would like to apologise We havent finished, she said quietly. Oh? We compensation. I smiled it always came down to that no matter how much they purported to be concerned about their companies well being, it was always whats in it for them! Of course, Evelyn, I said smoothly, Bond United has a range of client entertainments. What would you enjoy? Ballet, opera season tickets? Perhaps Wimbledon? She studied me coolly. Im not one for sports, the opera bores me and I lost all interest in ballet once I learned that most of the principal male dancers were gay! It rather diluted the enjoyment of looking at all those muscular men in tights. I gave a nervous laugh. Sure, I understand. What, then, did you have in mind? You. havent discussed my personal

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I gaped at her for a moment and then smiled winningly. Me? I obviously still had the charm. Yes, Evelyn said firmly, you or should I say, your mouth! That floored me! Mymy mouth? She smiled at my consternation. Yes, your tongue to be precise and your lips and perhaps, your nose. Definitely not your fingers or any other part of your body. You have heard of cunnilingus? Or, as I gather you Americans call it, going down, giving head? Im not sure of the gangster vernacular. Youreyoure kiddingright? For the first time in my life, I was uncertain. I dont joke about matters of compensation, Evelyn said and I thought I heard a teasing shade to her words. But This is what I want, Bob, she said easily, pushing her chair back. You can refuse, of course, it is still a free country or it was when I last looked. I stared at her, totally lost for words.

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However, Evelyn said firmly, if you refuse to provide compensation, I shall cancel our current and future orders. The offer from Poland is worth examining. I couldnt have that! My mind raced as I stared at her smiling eyes. What did it matter? Just sex and it will be fun, shes very attractive. Sure, I said easily with a smile, lets have dinner and then go back to my place. Or do you prefer your place? Neither. I want it right here, Bob and I want it now! Now Ive watched you for sometime, Bob and Ive heard the stories about the Italo-American Casanova who is good at getting women into bed. Ive also heard that you enjoy kissing kitty! I blinked at that and realised that my expertise in bed was apparently discussed at the highest levels. Women tell each other everything! Kissing Kitty!

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I enjoyed going down on women more than I cared to admit. I mean, it really wasnt manly, was it? Youreyoure joking, youre just having fun? I expect to have quite a lot of fun in a moment, Bob, Evelyn said, pushing her chair back even further and parting her legs. If you want to keep our contract, you will get on your knees and lick kitty. You know you want to do it, Evelyn added sexily, pulling her skirt up as she said it. I couldnt help but look at her legs. She was bare legged and I absently wondered if Evelyn had removed her hose before inviting me into her office. My mind lectured me, telling me I had a choice, I always had a choice but the thought of waving goodbye to my lifestyle once she cancelled the contracts was too much. I could tell, I said stupidly, say you harassed me, blackmailed me Evelyn laughed at that and dropped her reading glasses on the desk.

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And who would believe you? Would people really believe that I had to blackmail Bob the Italian stud to lick my kitty? I could find many of your past lovers who would say that you willingly kissed theirs! In fact, the word is that not only do you like kissing kitty, youre better at that then actually fucking! I blinked at that and felt my face grow hot. Yes, go scream blue bloody murder and well see what happens. Its a delicious thought and I wish you luck. I also wish you luck in finding another job. She dropped her hand down and slid her skirt a little further up her thighs and I looked down at her fair skin. We both knew that the moment I looked down, I had given in, that I would do it. Why dont you come over here, Bob and kneel. Her throaty voice was sexy but also controlling as if Evelyn knew for certain that in moments, I would be licking her between her thighs. Shes beautiful, I thought, my cock weaving a little dance in my trousers until it was hard, I could lick her a little and then fuck her! Fuck her right here, on her huge desk!

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The idea appealed and I tried to smile. Evelyn delicately pulled her skirt even higher and her red polished fingernail played with the lace edging of her wispy panties. It was plain to see that she was a natural blonde. Stop dilly dallying, Bob, I want your mouth now! I stood up and began to loosen my tie. What are you doing? Evelyn demanded. Leave the tie, I want you in your suit. Its terribly exciting to have a man in coat and tie on his knees! Gets me rather squishy! My hands froze and after a moment, allowed them to fall beside me. Slowly, I walked over and slid to my knees before her. Evelyn was very still, her breathing a little loud as she watched me place my lips on the inside of her knee. She sighed and trembled as I began to softly kiss that soft, sweet skin of her firm thigh. I looked directly at her spread crotch and saw the small triangle of lace she laughingly called underwear was already soaking and through the sheer panties, I could clearly see her labia pushed to one

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side by the material and the thin trail of trimmed blonde hair. Go on, she whispered, you know you want to. I lost all thought of dignity at that point and was consumed with the idea of tasting her, of subjecting myself to the will of this demanding woman. No woman had treated me like this before and my rock hard cock demonstrated that it was new and exciting. She was right, I loved going down on women and would stay there all day if I thought I wasnt expected to fuck or driven to do so by the simple act of tasting the pussy. I couldnt stall any longer and, leaning forward, ran the flat of my tongue across the double gusset of her panties, sucking her juices through the delicate lace, nipping at it with my teeth. It was lewd but incredibly exciting! Oh, she shivered, thats delicious! Evelyn quivered with excitement as I licked again and again. My mind clouded, lost in the moment and I groaned softly.

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I was not an expert despite what Evelyn said, not in my mind anyway. Perhaps I was compared to other men but the truth was I did enjoy licking women to get them aroused before I fucked them. I had to throw myself wholeheartedly into this act to please this demanding woman. She was forcing me to do it and, perhaps for that reason,, I immersed myself in the now, losing all track of time. Evelyn abruptly pushed me back and I looked up at her, lost and puzzled as she stood. Her movement became clear when she quickly pulled her wet panties down, stepped out of them, and kicked the tiny panties aside irritably when they caught on the heel of her stiletto. Breathing loudly, Evelyn sat again and parted her thighs widely. Our eyes met and I almost waited for an order but there was no need. Perhaps, she did silently order me but I leaned forward as her fingers teased her labia, parting them for me. I was stared at the pouty lips and looked up, searching for her clitoris. I dont have all night, make me come!

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My mouth fell of its own accord to her opened labia, my lip grazing on her expertly timed hair and slipped my tongue inside, lapping and washing from side to side like a frenzied bat in a cave. The warmth no, heat inside her shocked me and Evelyn pulled my face firmly into her wet mound, holding my head as she made throaty growling noises in her throat. Moisture leaked from my mouth and I could feel it rushing past my cheeks and, insanely, I wondered if she was soiling my expensive shirt. Sucking and moving while trying to breath as she clasped me tightly, was almost too much but I persevered. You love it, I heard Evelyn murmur with a note of wonder, you really love it. It was true, I did. I didnt know whether it was the debasement, the humiliation or the taste but I was rock hard, harder than I had ever been and quivered with a need to suck it all in! Evelyn sighed and I felt her muscles relax. Good boy, she cooed, her finger splaying in my hair, lick me.

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She began to rub herself into my face, pushing against my nose and mouth. Her earthy flavour dominated my senses and I drank her moisture. Did she realise how wet she was? I didnt know, but inhaled and drank her juices while I worshipped her pussy with my entire being. Her fingers became more insistent in my hair and, taking the hint, I moved up to her clitoris. Make me come, make me come! It was easy to find and as I washed it with my tongue, it stood proudly, glowing and pulsing. Evelyn came. I had never seen a woman so uninhibitedly enjoy such an intense but short orgasm. What do I do know? I stayed on my knees, my cock hard and wondered if she would reciprocate, do me on the desk? Slowly, Evelyn eased away from me and stood, looking down at me. I couldnt raise my head to meet her eyes.

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You surprise me, Bob, she said calmly, pulling her skirt down, youre an extraordinary pussy licker. Who would have thought that? Evelyn, I murmured, gathering my courage and standing, lets go to my place What for? Evelyn said coolly. Her eyes fell to the bulge in my trousers and she smiled coldly as she realised what I had clumsily meant. Im afraid I dont suck men, she said flatly. And I find the idea of sexual intercourse with you to be repugnant. Hey Hey nothing! Youve done your part of the bargain, finalise the other matters and Ill authorise the orders tomorrow. But, Evelyn, I said and I hated the whiney tone my voice had suddenly adopted. Dont whine, she snapped. You got to kiss my kitty, Bob. A lot of men would have liked to do that. Now go home and pull your dick madly while you remember what I tasted like! I flushed as we both knew I would be masturbating that night.

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Good night, Bob, Evelyn said. She picked up her reading glasses, put them on, folded her arms and waited. Slowly, I walked out of her office and she shut the door behind me. In the mens washroom, I wiped my face with paper towels and stared at my reflection. Did I really do that? My cock was hard and I hurried home to do exactly what she had sneeringly said I would. 4. Tim was exultant and pounded me on the back. What did you do? Tim demanded, face split by a broad grin. You saw the note, Tim, I gave her compensation Yes, I know but I offered that to her as well. What else? Yes, what else? Do I tell him I got down on my knees in her office and sucked on her cunt until she came? Would he believe me? I didnt think so and shrugged.

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I just explained the difficulties and how we would treat her as a top client She is our top client! Congratulations, thats bloody super! 5. A week later, my telephone rang. Hello? Hello Bob. I knew that cool voice immediately. Yes, Ms Wilson? I said stiffly. The image of her pussy filled my mind and I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. So formal, Bob, she teased, how can you be so formal after you knelt down and kissed kitty. No, she corrected herself, it was more like you worshipped kitty, dont you think? Look, I hissed down the telephone, dont call here! Why wouldnt I call, Bob? Evelyn said innocently, my company is a client of yours and I would think you would like to keep our relationship on a cordial basis. She had me, and she knew it!

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What do you want? I said softly and she laughed softly down the telephone. Why dont you come to the office tomorrow evening at six and find out? My face grew hot. Look, Evelyn Six, Bob. Dont be late! 6. The building was deserted and the doorman pointed me to the only elevator that worked. The door to her office was open and I knocked on it tentatively. Evelyn looked up, smiled and beckoned me in. Close the door, Bob, we dont want to be disturbed. My heart sank at those words as it was blatantly obvious what she wanted. No, Im going to say no! She cant force me to do anything! It sounded pathetic even to my own mind! Come around here, Bob, Evelyn said with a teasing smirk.

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Like a zombie, I walked around to the side of her desk where she was seated in her chair. Ive been thinking about this, Bob, she said conversationally as I looked down at her. Theres a cushion over there, Bob, why dont you get it. Again, zombie like I walked over to the sofa, picked up the plump cushion and returned to stand in front of the smiling Evelyn. She was wearing a salmon pink blouse and a pleated charcoal grey skirt, her legs again bare and I wondered if she was wearing panties. Even though I tried to deny it, I knew I would find out in a moment. Put the cushion on the floor there, Bob, so you can kneel on it. She said it so reasonably, like she was looking out for my well being but, at the same time it made me harder! I dropped the cushion and slowly knelt. As I said, Ive been thinking about you and your special mouth, Bob, thinking about it a lot so Im all squishy for you. I know you like me to be like that, Evelyn said in an almost coy tone but I knew she was teasing me.

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Slowly she parted her thighs and my intuition was confirmed she wasnt wearing panties. Who was controlling me? It was as if I lost my mind as I stared at her lewdly displayed kitty with the thin trail of trimmed fair hair and the plump labia gleaming pinkly at me. I could see she was wet, obviously so aroused but then so was I! My hard cock pushed painfully against my trousers as I stared at the shrine that I would soon worship. Seconds felt like minutes as I became a slave to that beautiful cunt! I wanted to taste it, to inhale it and savour it until she cried out with orgasmic delight! There was no way I could say no, no way I could walk away I was addicted and a slave to her pussy! Dont tease me, Bob, Evelyn said in a husky voice that vibrated my very cock! Come over here and work that tongue of yours. Leaning forward, I opened my mouth wide and closed it over her hot sex. Oh yes!

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Evelyns hands fell behind my head, holding me there as I tickled inside her pussy with my tongue, bending upwards to caress the G-spot. The hands pulled me in closer and I felt like I could crawl inside her cunt and send her to heaven. Oh yes, Bobjust thereplease! Her raw encouragement tantalised and teased me as I licked and suckled on her pussy. My tongue explored, my nose nudged and all the while Evelyns hands held my head close against her sex while she murmured sexy words of hot encouragement. Keep it theremy god, yes! Her thighs closed over my ears, pressing against me and I felt like I was in the vice of Venus, clutched to her cunt as she tried to suck my face into it, to absorb and control me forever! Go up! Find my clit! Do it! Her words were muffled by her legs but I heard her, her raw scent filling my nostrils and the thick juices coating my face. I raised my head slightly so I could manoeuvre my tongue curled and pointed towards her pearl and tickled it once, twice, thrice!

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Oh my fucking god! Bob! Four times! Suck it, you prick! Oh my god! Her clitoris was standing proudly and gleaming wetly as I nibbled and sucked on it while she squeezed me harder and harder with her legs, pulling my face tightly against her with her hands. Her fingernails were embedded in my neck as she rocked on my face, coming. Im coming! She held me tightly against her until she was still and calm. At last, she released me and I fell back on the cushion, ashamed and aroused. Evelyn smiled down at me, her hand caressed my cheek while she fumbled for tissues from the ornate box on her desk. Taking one, she wiped my face and I felt like a fool, and felt used while my cock throbbed. Thank you, Bob, Evelyn said kindly, just the thing for the busy female executive! She laughed and I felt embarrassed and a little angry. And incredibly hard.

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What about me? I asked petulantly. What about you? Evelyn asked, taking more tissues and patting her pussy. I stared at that wanton display and said, I need to come; you came This is not quid quo pro, Bob. You do it to me and then you go home. But Go home and wank, Evelyn said calmly and I blinked at her. Thats what you did last time, didnt you? I looked at her sadly and she sighed. Im not going to return the favour, Bob, we dont have that kind of relationship. This is about you serving me; something you seem to terribly enjoy. If you like, she said suddenly, Ill let you wank here. What? I said, stunned. You can wank here and look at kitty while you do it. Take it or leave it, she said coldly. thats my final offer. I should have stood up and stormed off! I should have cursed her and told her she was a controlling, nasty, selfish, teasing bitch! I should have done all of that.

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But I didnt. InsteadI wanked! Yes, I masturbated while she watched! I knelt in front of her, staring at that shrine, the pussy I had just licked, while Evelyn watched me wank with a bemused expression on her beautiful face. And when I came, I ejaculated into the tissue Evelyn had thoughtfully handed me and, red faced, I had stumbled to her bathroom to flush the evidence before fleeing into the night. As I drove home, I swore a thousand times that I would never see Evelyn Wilson again. Never. Never again. And, I almost believed myself. 7. Im really sorry to see you go, Bob, Tim said and he even look sorry. I shrugged. Its a better offer, Tim and with an American company. Who knows, I might want to go home one day.

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I understand. Tim rose and offered his hand. Well, good luck. When do you start? In a week. Thought Id have a small break. Good idea. Hate to bring up work but have you completed the handover of all clients to Sarah? I nodded. Super. Good luck, Bob. 8. I was leaving quickly so I was spared the trouble of farewell drinks and tedious speeches. It was all hypocritical, anyway. My belongings were packed into a cardboard box and I idly flipped through the Rolodex one last time. Magically, it fell open at Evelyn Wilsons card. Spontaneously, I called her. It had been four weeks since my last humiliation and I gained the courage to say goodbye. It was late, I thought, shes probably not there. Hello? Ahhithis is

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Bob, she finished warmly, her voice sweet down the line and my cock, inexplicably grew hard. I was just about to go home. Its been a while. Yes, I said as crisply as I could. Im ringing out of courtesy, just to let you know Im leaving Bond Yes, she said calmly, I know. Im sure youll enjoy your position at Machetes Corp. How did she know? WellokI suppose I will What a pity I wont be able to call on your services anymore, Evelyn said in a teasing voice and my cock grew harder. You are a very talented executive with your tongue! And I certainly loved the way your face screwed up when you masturbated. My face grew hot! Look, I hissed down the line, that was just one time So you dont want to come over tonight? Ahnothis is courtesy call You said that almost as if you believe it. Dont want to worship my kitty one more time? This time I just might let you kiss kitty while you wank. I think youd like that!

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Stunned, I grappled for words but could find none. How could this woman simply tie me in knots with a few sexy words? Why is my cock so damn hard? NoahI called to sayto say goodbye You dont mean that. YyesssI meanmean it No, she said firmly down the line, you dont. You can come to my apartment. Do you have a pen? It was a simple question but laden with so much. Silence hung over my empty office and I loosened my tie as my cock squirmed in my trousers. Look I tried weakly but she was relentless. Do you have a pen? Yes, I whispered at last. Good. I pictured her smiling. Write this address down. My fingers shook as I wrote the address, my cock straining so hard against my trousers that I had to shift in my seat to find a more comfortable position. See you in an hour. She rang off and I stared at the telephone.

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9. It was a luxury apartment block I expected no less of Evelyn Wilson and the doorman rang up to see if I was expected. As I rode up in the elevator, I told myself I was just saying goodbye, that I wasnt going to find myself on my knees again but my cock throbbed, calling me a liar. I rang the doorbell and the door opened almost immediately. Bob, she said with a smile and I nervously smiled back. Come in and pour us a drink. Evelyn gestured at the small bar and she sat on the sofa, legs crossed, calmly watching me. Gin and tonic for me, she called, and you can have a glass of water. I blinked at her casual order but decided it didnt matter, I wanted to say goodbye and get out of there. Silently, I gave her the drink and she took it smiling up at me. Ive been thinking about you and your talented tongue, Evelyn said, smiling again as she carefully placed the glass on the small table beside the

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sofa. Her skirt had ridden up and I could see her legs were bare. I licked my lips nervously and sipped the water. You have a gift, Evelyn said, uncrossing her legs and then, very casually, her eyes holding mine, she parted her thighs. No nylons, no panties! Get down on your knees, Bob. Her voice was husky and I stared at her pussy with that slim trail of fair pubic hair and my cock convulsed in my trousers. I didnt want to, I wanted to fight against it but even as my mind fought its silent battle, I was already half down on my knees. As I moved closer, I smelled her that thick aroma of female arousal - and it was like opium to me. My head moved closer and I heard a small giggle from above me but I couldnt tear my eyes away. Do it, Evelyn murmured, her finger stroking her plump, pink labia. Do me now! My tongue slid over her mound and I heard her moan slightly, her fingers stroking my hair as I kissed.

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Ooooh, Ive been looking forward to this! I fell into her cunt it sucked me in and I lavished silent attention with my tongue as she sighed above me, her fingers tightening in my hair. Lovingly, I washed her mound with my tongue, tickling the labia and then snaking upwards to curl around her clitoris. She didnt try to stop me; in fact, Evelyn pulled my face closer and moaned slightly as I sucked on her clit. Yesssssss! Her orgasm was quick and sharp. I felt relief that it was over and also disappointed that I had to leave her pussy. Worth waiting for, Evelyn said, gently pushing me back and closing her thighs. Thats it, I thought, its over, the last time. Evelyn stood up, allowing her skirt to fall back into place and walked into another room I assumed it was the bathroom. I didnt know what to do and slowly climbed to my feet, my hard cock hurting in my trousers. Should I go, just leave?

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Wandering around the apartment, I tried to decided what to do. Evelyn was probably getting changed so we could be courteous and say goodbye properly. I didnt want to face my addiction, for thats what it seemed to be, an addiction to pussy that I was powerless to fight against. Self-disgust rose within me as I imagined what I must look like on my knees and feverishly servicing Evelyns cunt! Im pathetic! Bob. I turned, expecting to see her dressed or in a robe but my eyes widened with shock when I saw Evelyn was completely naked. She smiled at me, standing there in the doorway and allowed me to absorb her magnificent body. My cock was throbbing and I wanted her, wanted something. Bedroom is in here, she said, turning and walking away. I followed that sublime naked bottom into the bedroom and almost panicked at the thought of making love to her, knowing I would explode the

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moment my cock moved anywhere close to her garden of Eden. Evelyn smiled at me and moved the fat pillows around until they suited her and then lay back against them, still smiling. Hypnotised, I watched as she parted her thighs, pointed downwards and calmly said, you can eat me, now. There was no invitation to make love and certainly no decision needed from me. Zombie like, I walked over and, lying down, fully clothed still, on the bed, I slid forward and thrust my face between her thighs. Time stood still as I lay there with no thought from Evelyn as to my well being. I counted two orgasms before I lost count and thought she must have enjoyed at least three before she indulgently pushed me away. Glorious, she said, but I really need some sleep. Kneel on the floor. My inner voice demanded to know what I was doing but I knelt, my face smeared with her juices and my jaw aching.

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Evelyn spun around so her feet were on the floor and her pussy filled my vision. You can wank now, Bob, she said soothingly, just as I promised. Take it out. My fingers obeyed her and disobeyed my strident inner protest and soon my rigid, red cock was pulsing in my hand. Here, she said and, red faced, I took the offered tissue from her hand. Lean in close so you can kiss kitty while you pull yourself, Bob, Evelyn said quietly and to my dying shame, I did exactly that until I spurted into the tissue. Flush that mess and shut the light on your way out, she said, sliding under the bed covers. Ashamed at my weakness and humiliated, I stood in the elevator and wondered how I had allowed myself to be controlled by that womans pussy. Its just a pussy! I almost screamed it but the elevator came to a halt, the doors sliding opened with a musical chime. My jaw ached, my tongue was sore and my face felt like it had been rubbed raw by her pubic hair.

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The doorman shot me a questioning look but I ignored him, found my car and sped home. 10. I buried the entire incident in my mind, enjoyed a short break and began my new job at Machetes Corp. After a week, my boss, Robert Jones, said that the Managing Director wanted to meet me. Thats great, I said, when? Call her secretary and make a time. The only time to see Honey Patterson, the MD, was six that evening but it didnt matter to me, I had nothing planned. My social life had certainly decreased since my incident with Evelyn Wilson. I just wasnt inclined to jump through all the dating hoops and something was nagging me with the thought I wouldnt get as much out of traditional sex as I did wanking for Evelyn. Each time that thought popped into my mind, I dismissed it as ridiculous!

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Honey was a tall dark haired woman and she shook my hand firmly as she invited me into her large office. Welcome aboard, Bob. Its great to have you here at Machetes Corp. Thanks. Its great to be here Quite. Lets have a drink. White wine? Sure. She handed me a glass and sat down on the leather sofa. We wont be disturbed so it will give us an opportunity to get to know each other. We chatted for a few moments, enjoying the wine until Honey said, I must go, I have a dinner engagement. Immediately, I stood. Ill go No need. She looked me up and down with a smile. Why dont you come along and we can continue to get to know each other? Dinner? Dinner with the MD? Who would turn that down?

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Its with a friend. Im supposed to meet her at the restaurant in thirty minutes. Want to come along? I looked at her smiling face and her long legs. Wellif youre sure its ok 11. I followed Honey into the restaurant and towards a distant table. Diners glanced at us with natural curiosity, a young man with an obviously older woman and I was smiling to myself until we arrived at the table for, seated there calmly smiling, was Evelyn Wilson! I know you know Evelyn, Bob, Honey said evenly as she sat down. Hello, Bob, Evelyn smiled up at me while I gaped stupidly, still standing. Evelyn and I are old friends, Honey said, in fact, she recommended you. Sit down, Bob, Evelyn said quietly, youre beginning to attract attention. Stunned, I managed to sit down as the waiter arrived with three menus.

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This is great, Evelyn, Honey said, fantastic restaurant. Its a favourite of mine, Evelyn replied as I tried to marshal my thoughts. Honey and I worked together in New York, Evelyn explained to me with a sly smile. I didnt say anything then and not much for the rest of the meal I just wanted to escape! But I also had visions of Evelyns ripe pussy resonating within my shattered mind. No, I told myself time after time, I will resist! I wont do it! I wont! Lets go back to my place for a nightcap, Evelyn said calmly, standing. I looked around for an escape. Great idea, Honey said, examining me with those dark eyes. Come along, Bob. II shouldnt I stuttered. Oh dont be a fuddy duddy, Bob, Evelyn said, taking my arm and leading me through the restaurant. You know you want to.

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12. Mentally fighting every step of the way but, outwardly, docilely I allowed her to steer me into the back of the cab, sitting between the both women. Staring straight ahead, I tried to ignore the scent of their perfume and the pressure of their legs against my thighs. They said nothing, just smiling at me with a predatory glint in their eyes. Evelyn waved to the doorman as we walked into the elevator and I felt his curious eyes on me. Evelyn tells me youre very talented, Bob, Honey said, placing her handbag on the table. LookI I was stuttering again after all, this was my boss! You can tell me, Bob, she said smiling. Evelyn and I are old friends, we tell each other everything! Evelyn was pouring drinks and she smiled at me as I flushed furiously. Hes very talented and he loves it! Now, Honey said with a smile, that is unusual! Ill have to try it out myself, she said evenly, watching me.

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Use the second bedroom, Evelyn said calmly, handing Honey a drink. Take Bob in there. What about me? Dont I have a say in this? But I knew I didnt. I think I will, Honey said with studied casualness. Come on, Bob. She walked away and I stared miserably at that voluptuous bottom in the short black skirt. My cock was hard and I wondered what the hell I was going to do. She was my boss! Go on, Bob, Evelyn said quietly, we both know you want to, that you cant help yourself. I blinked at the bedroom door where Honey, my boss was probably disrobing! My cock pulsed at the thought and I really didnt know what to do. Evelyn took my hand and tugged me towards the door. Ill go with you, she teased, so after her, you can go down on familiar territory! My face burned as Evelyn opened the door and gently pushed me in. My lips were dry and I licked them, preparing to tell Honey that this wasnt possible, that

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I didnt want to go down on her like some puppy slave! Honey wasnt on the bed but was seated naked on the dressing table chair, with one leg over each arm. She smiled coldly at me, a cruel predatory look in her eyes as her hands dropped from teasing her nipples to her pussy, to casually pry open her labia. Her pussy was completely bald and I stared at that wet, pink gash and my knees went weak. She had opened herself so much, I could clearly see her inner labia and the soft wet pinkness of heaven. On your knees, she said thickly and my knees buckled and I sank down. Get over here, little boy! My cock pulsed and I felt humiliated but I did crawl across the floor, hearing Evelyns soft giggles behind me. Like a magnet, I crawled close to that bald pussy until it was the only thing I saw. It truly was beautiful. She read my mind.

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Its beautiful, isnt it? Honey whispered throatily. Dumbly, I nodded. Then lick it! Honey kept both hands there, holding herself apart as my tongue made its first tentative steps forward. Using the flat of my tongue, I washed over her bald mound so I could sample her. She had a different taste from Evelyn muskier and a hint of something I could not place. Hold me open, she murmured and my fingers shook as I gently prised her labia back so my tongue could wash up and down her wet pink flesh. Her hands returned to her breasts and, looking up at the mountains that hung over me, I saw her tugging on her nipples, rolling them between forefinger and tongue all the time sighing softly. That sight went straight to my cock and I wondered if Honey might do what Evelyn said she wouldnt, that she might suck me. My tongue slipped inside and did a little dance and I glanced upwards again. She was still

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playing urgently with her breasts and I saw small stretch marks on her stomach. Shes had children. I looked up and the nipples confirmed it shes definitely had children! Strangely, that thought pushed me on, made me more aroused and I sucked and licked with great fervour. Honey moaned above me and her fingers looped in my hair as she tugged me closer. I couldnt escape and, surprised, I felt her contract and push at the same time, rolling with her orgasm as my lips suckled on her shy clitoris. Jesus Christ! Honey breathed and I recognised the broad tones of Brooklyn returning in her hoarse voice. Jesus, that was wonderful! I told you, I heard Evelyns voice and I turned slightly to see her seated on the side of the bed. My eyes widened when I saw she was naked and my cock throbbed painfully in my trousers. My turn. Evelyns simple words rocked me and I stared as she parted her thighs. Familiar territory indeed!

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Come here, Bob, she murmured while Honey unsteadily stood and walked to the bathroom. I wont take long, watching you service Honey has kicked me up a notch or two. Evelyn grabbed a handful of my hair as soon as I crawled close and she painfully tugged it so I was pulled close to her wet cunt. There, she breathed, pink fingernail pointing at her clitoris. The nub was standing proudly, glistening pinkly and I wondered if Evelyn had been stroking herself as she had watched me with Honey. Yes, dont stop! My tongue ached and felt thick but I managed to work her clit while my jaw cried for relief. Thankfully, she didnt take long and rocked and rolled on the bed, thighs firmly clamped around my face as she came. After a moment, I disentangled myself and sat back on my heels. Honey had returned sometime when Evelyn was in orgasmic heaven and I felt humiliated and ashamed as the naked women looked at me. Youre a genius, Honey said, sitting next to Evelyn who slipped her arm through hers.

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I tried to tear my eyes away from the two sets of bobbing breasts but failed. What about me? I said sullenly. What about you, Bob? Evelyn said sharply. I told you I dont reciprocate. We dont have that sort of relationship. I sulkily looked at the floor. I thoughtthought Honey Honey laughed at that. Me? Afraid not, darling, Im married! And it wouldnt be proper to touch your cock. You are an employee, after all. My face felt red hot at their casual rejection. I was good only for one thing! I thought you said he was happy to wank, Honey said conversationally to Evelyn. He is, its just male bravado; feels he has to put up a fight when we all know he loves to wank after worship. Honey burst into high pitched laughter. Worship? Shit, Evelyn, you make it sound like a religious experience! Well, I reached heaven, sweetie, what about you?

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They laughed again for a moment while I remained kneeling, my cock hard. Im getting dressed, Honey said. She went to the bathroom as Evelyn slipped a nightgown on, watching me as I remained where I was. You did very well, Bob, Evelyn said quietly, it was very enjoyable. I think Honey was pleased. Honey returned after a few minutes and stood over me. Here, Honey said and I looked up to find her dangling a pair of pink satin panties. these are mine. You can wank into them. My hand shook as I took the silky garment and I heard Evelyn say, he likes that idea; his eyes positively glowed! Come on, Honey said a little impatiently, I want to see before I go. My fingers moved of their own accord and unzipped my trousers. It felt great as I eased my rigid cock out and enclosed my fist around it. I couldnt look at them but happily began pumping on my needy cock.

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They didnt say anything but I knew they were both watching with avid interest until I ejaculated into the pink panties. Wash those, Bob, Honey said, reaching down to pat my cheek. And wear them to work. I like the idea of knowing that one of my executives is wearing my panties! Honey smiled down at my burning face and Evelyn giggled. Hes going to wear your knickers? How delicious! Thats right, theyre called knickers over here, Honey said. Bob, you and I should talk like the natives, shouldnt we? Wear my knickers. Ill inspect you tomorrow! I couldnt believe it but couldnt find any words as Honey pecked Evelyns cheek. Bye sweetie, call me. Will do. I heard the apartment door slam and Evelyn walked to the living room. Goodnight Bob, she said evenly. Ask the doorman to ring you a taxi.

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And with my bosses soaked panties in my coat pocket, I did just that. 13. I didnt sleep that well tossing and turning jerking awake soaked in sweat and reliving the humiliation of the night. Both women had callously used me and then humiliated me. Or did I humiliate myself? I didnt have to wank into her panties! Stumbling to the bathroom in the night to piss, the panties drying on the shower rail both haunted and taunted me. Would I wear them to work? Would I do it? Couldnt I just not do it? I tried to tell myself I wouldnt, that it would just invite more humiliation! Besides, I wasnt sure theyd fit! 14. But they did fit! Driving to work with Honeys pink panties under my dark suit, I felt sexily submissive.

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Why didnt I just ignore her strange request? Robert greeted me as we walked down the corridor to the conference room. Did you get on with Honey? Ahyessure. Youre both American, so I suppose you have a lot in common. Yeah, I suppose we do. The panties felt weird, clingy and silky, sliding around my cock and balls. I was a fool to wear them! I grunted hello to the group around the table and started with the overheads, powering through as I knew the fools would just zone out and wait for the summary. Until she walked in! Honey Patterson stood there in a dark blue skirt, hose, silky white blouse and her hair up, glasses perched on her nose and a sly smile. Fucking gorgeous! And I was wearing her panties under my suit!

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The group around the conference table suddenly looked interested Carry on, guys, Honey said with a wave of her hand and sat at the end of the table. I focussed on my presentation and rambled on while I tried to keep my eyes from her crossed legs. Somehow, I managed to finish and avoided her watchful eyes. After handing out the summary, I packed up my gear while the brown nosers crowded around Honey. It was, after all, not every day the Managing Director dropped in unannounced to a marketing meeting. That was a good presentation, Bob, she said and you could have heard a pin drop while everybody shot daggers at me. Thank you, Ms Patterson, I said. I have a few questions. Can you drop into my office for a minute? More daggers from the audience. Of course, I managed to say. We walked together to her office, her perfume enticing me and she smiled knowingly at me.

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As we walked past her secretary, Honey said breezily, just five minutes, Britney. Five minutes! That meant I wouldnt have to service her. Was I relieved or disappointed? She shut the door and turned to me. Show me, she said simply. We both knew what she meant and I placed my papers on the small table with shaking hands before unbuckling my belt. The trousers fell to the floor and I stood there in my long sleeve striped shirt and tie in her pink panties with my trousers around my ankles. Nice, she said, eyes resting on my crotch. Youre hard, she said in a matter of fact voice. I flushed furiously. Pull them back up, Bob, Honey said, sitting behind her desk as I did. You like it, dont you? Ahwhat You like women who take charge, she said patiently, like I was an idiot or something. WellHoneyI dont know

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It seems your dick knows. And its Ms Patterson to you. Just because youve licked my cunt doesnt mean you can get familiar! She laughed at the shocked look on my face and opened her contact book, pen ready. Whats the number of your cellsorry, got to talk like a native mobile phone? I gave her the number and she wrote it carefully in her personal contact book. Ive written it under PL, she said casually, dropping the book into her handbag. Pussy Licker, Honey explained calmly, clicking her pen and I blinked at her, face hot. Ill call you when I need you. Meanwhile, around here, you say nothing! Dont cross me Bob, I can be a real ball breaker! The secretary smiled brightly at me as I stumbled past her, shocked and confused but my cock was hard in Honeys tiny silky panties. 15. This is getting out of hand! That one thought kept going repeating in my head as I watched television that night.

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I had jerked off as soon as I had got home, jerked off into those stupid panties so I had to wash them again. Im an idiot! I didnt know what to do and I was confused. The way those women treated me was despicable but I got hard and jerked off while thinking about it. Im really am an idiot! A woman came on to me at a customer meeting today but I didnt even get her number. I just dont know how Id go dating anymore, the thought of conventional sex left me cold. Snap out of it! My cell phone rang and I snatched it up, thinking it was Honey. Hello? I croaked. Hello, Bob, this is Evelyn. I got your number from Honey. EvEvelyn? Yes. I need your tongue, Bob. Get over here. Honey said it was ok. Honey said it was ok? What the fuck was going on?

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But all I managed to say was a weak, its nearly midnight I know what the time is, Bob, Evelyn said evenly. Get over here or do I call Honey and tell her that you disobeyed her? My cock was rock hard at that. No, I whispered, you dont have to tell her. 16. She came twice with a small rest in between where I made her a drink and then resumed my place between her naked thighs. Im disappointed you didnt wear the panties, Evelyn pouted, as I stood in front of her with my trousers down. Why didnt you? Ahtheywere wet You washed them or you wanked in them again? She studied my flushing face and laughed. Both, she said delightedly, you did both! We will really have to get you some more panties. Ill arrange it for you. What? What was going on here? My cock, however seemed to know and was rock hard.

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Why dont you wank for me and then go home. Evelyn stretched out on the bed and I stared at her naked body. Take some tissues from the box, kneel down there and wank. She watched me, a knowing smile on her face as I ripped tissues from the box on her bedside table. Slowly, I knelt and she parted her thighs. Take a look at pussy while you wank. Id let you kiss her but shes a bit tender. 17. Another sleepless night. I tossed and turned once I trudged back to my apartment., cursing the fact that Evelyn didnt even let me sleep over. Im just a human vibrator! Thats all I fucking am! A human vibrator! But, I knew, deep down, I liked being used and humiliated by them. Intuitively, Evelyn, and now, Honey knew it, and took advantage of it.

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18. The package was delivered to my office at lunchtime the next day. I signed for it and looked at it like it was a ticking bomb. Whats that? Elise, my assistant asked. She was always curious and peered over my shoulder at the parcel. Whos Evelyn Wilson? A friend, I said airily. Elise looked at me, shrugged and left the office. Silently closing the office door, I opened the parcel and gasped when pairs of silky sheer panties fell onto the desk. Hurriedly, I scooped them up and put them in my desk drawer. Slowly, I sat down and examined them. There were five pairs, all pink and sheer with a lace trim around the waist and legs. I knew my cock would be completely visible through the sheer material. The colour, sheerness and lace trimming, I knew, had been chosen by Evelyn to make them as humiliating as possible. My cock was rock hard and I held up a pair and held them against me. They would fit; Evelyn had chosen well.

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Quickly, I took the five pairs and stuffed them into my briefcase in case Elise saw them. For the rest of the day, I kept thinking about the panties in the briefcase, wondering how this entire sorry episode had escalated to this! No way was I going to wear them, no way! My mobile rang just before six just as I was leaving my office. Warily I answered it and Honeys voice was clear and sharp. Excelsior Hotel lounge bar at seven. Wear the panties Evelyn sent you. She hung up without a further word. 19. The lounge bar was crowded and I looked around until I saw Honey seated at a table with another woman. The two women could not be more dissimilar. Honey was dark and tall while the other woman was so blonde her hair was almost white and was shorter. Tentatively, I approached the table and Honey looked up with a smile.

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Sit down, Bob, she said and I did so, feeling the eyes of the other woman looking me up and down. She didnt say anything or even smile so I felt a little awkward. How are you, Bob? Honey asked but I could tell she didnt really care. Fine, Ms Patterson, I said warily. I was about to signal the waiter when Honey said firmly, you wont have time for a drink. My hand froze and I rested it on the table. Do we have a deal, Karla? Honey said and the other woman, Karla, nodded slowly. They clicked glasses and Karla was now examining me openly. Now, Honey said with a tilt of her head towards me, this is Bob. I was about to say hello when Honey cut me off. Bob has a magical tongue and will really love going down on you. I could believe what I was hearing! My face burned and I opened my mouth to protest but nothing came out.

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He needs to be told what to do dont worry, he loves it but you will find hes great with his mouth! Just relax and use him. You dont have to do anything but if youre feeling compassionate, you can tell him to masturbate while you watch. He loves jerking off in front of women! If you dont want to watch, just send him home. My face was now red hot! Karla was smiling slightly as she looked me up and down and I felt I could die! If youre really kind, you can let me look at your pussy while he jerks off! As I said, Honey said calmly, its up to you; what he wants doesnt count! Honey suddenly turned to me, her eyes cold and glittering. Are you wearing Evelyns gift? Feeling totally humiliated and confused also very, very horny I could only nod. Good, Honey said briskly. Hes wearing some new panties so you might like him to show you. Hes proud of them. Karla giggled and I lowered my eyes. Whats your room number, Karla?

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It is 308, Karla answered in a strong Germanic accent. You go up and Ill send him up in ten minutes. Karla nodded, stood up and smiled at Honey. You have an unusual way of doing business. It is good. Thanks, Karla, Im glad youre pleased. Karla gave me a lingering smile and walked away. I turned to Honey, ready to demand an explanation, ready to walk out but all that faded when she calmly held my eyes. Spare me any hysterics, Bob, Honey said calmly, we both know you like me taking control. Thats not the point! I said hotly. Did I just admit I liked her taking control? Let me save you the effort of thinking, Bob, Honey said, sliding a flat envelope over the table. Take a look. The first photograph rocked me. It was a close up of me, licking Evelyns pussy. It knew immediately it was hers and the expression on my face

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shocked me. My eyes were closed and I was in pure heaven. The second photograph showed me on my knees and masturbating with a blissful expression on my face. There are more, Bob, and I can circulate them very easily. No one would take you seriously anymore. It would destroy any career youre thinking of building both here and in the states! Wordlessly, I closed the envelope and pushed it back to her. Honey slipped hem back into her bag. In case youre wondering, Evelyn and I go way back, Honey smiled, and when she told me about that first time, I saw advantages for all of us. How do I get an advantage out of this? I sulkily demanded. Honey laughed. Why, Bob, you get all the pussy you can eat! Plus you get to wear silky panties and, more importantly, she said, leaning forward, hand on my arm, you get to do exactly what I want! Stunned, I stared at her cold eyes and Honey patted my arm.

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Nein! Everything, take everything off except panties. Burning with shame and humiliation, I undressed until I stood before this strange woman, dressed only in the sheer pink panties with the lace trim. My hard cock pulsed against the silky material and it was clearly visible through the sheer panties. I see, Karla said with the hint of a smile. It seems you do like this very much. She sat on the sofa and beckoned me to come closer. Nervously, I stood in front of her as she casually examined the panties and my visible cock. You should remove all hair; it would look prettier trapped in the panties. Karla looked up at my red face. I will suggest it to your owner. Owner! I wanted to deny it, to say that Honey was no such thing, that she was this crazy woman who was blackmailing me but I didnt. Karla undid the cloth belt that held her robe shut and I stared down at her lush body and the thick

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pubic hair. It appeared she was not a natural blonde and her bush was thick and dark. I like you on floor. It was a simple request and I wanted to get close to her pussy I needed to. It was hypnotic with its sensuality. Kneeling, I leaned close to smell her and I felt her eyes on me as I did, feeling the raw animal heat emanating from her cunt. Her pubic hair was a thick forest a jungle and I flew over the top of it, my chin and nose a small aeroplane and my tongue the landing gear. My tongue ploughed through that bush, scooping up the muggy wetness and I was gone, lost in her odour and her wetness while my cock pushed against the silky panties I wore. Suddenly, Karla simply closed her thighs, imprisoning my face against her wet pussy, the thick pubic hair tickling my face. I opened my mouth and fastened over her opening as her hand idly toyed with my hair. She seemed so sure, so relaxed and, perhaps, was toying with me.

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Her taste filled my mouth as I was held there by her thighs, forced to suckle on her juices and tickle her labia with my tongue. A biting acrid taste teased my mouth and was quickly erased by a rush of musky sweet juices. Swallowing, I wondered when Karla would let me up, let me worship. I wanted to, would plead to do so as some primal urge seized me and I allowed all dignity and posturing to vanish. I was on my knees, dressed in panties and desperate to service this cunt, to taste it and fall into it until I could only experience it and only it, in all its earthy pleasure. Her hands pulled me in and I found it difficult to breathe but I didnt care, I had surrendered a long time ago. And then Karla released me, her thighs falling apart and her hand leaving my hair. I sucked in air laden with her moisture and stared down at the matted hair. Slowly, she said in a throaty voice. Karla was already deeply aroused and obviously wanted to enjoy every minute, to prolong her pleasure and my humiliation.

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I did what she wanted and slowly licked her labia, tickling and tasting until I was rewarded with a soft sigh from above me. As I moved to one side, I saw she was cupping her large breasts and her fingers scissoring her nipples. Not lick, she said, losing some of her English in her passion as my tongue tickled her labia, suck them. My ear rubbed against her pubis as I turned my head to slip her plump outer lip into my mouth, sucking on it and tugging. Another sigh no a moan! Continue. It was a simple command and I teased and tugged each lip while she writhed a little on the sofa. The room was heavy with her secret perfume and I felt sweaty and animalistic primitive even. Up and down. So Germanic, I thought, she wants to direct me every step of the way. I only follow orders! Using the width of my tongue, I washed along the length of her pussy and then upwards before travelling down again.

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That was good. Karla said it crisply and her German accent made the words seem cold. Her eyes fell to my panties and I also looked down to see my hard cock pushed against the sheer pink material, a small wet spot at the head of my pulsing cock. Do you wish to pull yourself? What a humiliating question! What shame filled my heart when I whispered, yes. You will follow me. She got up from the sofa, holding the robe closed and walked to the bathroom. I followed her, the panties teasing my hard cock with each step. In the bathroom, Karla put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it with a small gold lighter. Stand in bath. I followed her instructions as Karla casually blew grey smoke, watching me as I stood in the bathroom. Kneel. My knees felt the cold porcelain as I knelt in the white bath, Karl watching me, one hand cupping

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the elbow of the arm holding the cigarette. Her eyes were cold and emotionless as if she was watching an animal do its business. Pull panties down; otherwise you make mess. By this time, my face was burning hot and my cock teetered on the edge of orgasm as I lifted up to allow my trembling hands to pull the panties down. My freed cock was red and angry as if it was furious about being denied the luxury of fucking her cunt. Pull. She was so calm, so methodical, so Germanic and I wrapped my hand around my cock and quickly jerked it while Karla watched and smoked. Aooooh I came with a rush, my come splattering against the porcelain. Karla was smiling slightly when I finally looked up, my face alive with humiliation and shame. Get out of bath. Turn faucet on to wash mess away. Then you get dressed.

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I did as she said and Karla was seated on the sofa, sipping wine and watching television when I returned, dressed. Well I said hesitantly, IllIll gonow Karla waved without taking her eyes from the television screen and I let myself out. 21. What am I doing? I asked myself that question times. Why am I going along with her diabolical and cruel humiliation of me? Sure, there was the threat of the photographs but I could always go back to the states to escape Honey Patterson. I thought Evelyn Wilson had been bad enough, but Honey was a monster compared to her! But memories of the humiliation I suffered, of standing naked in the bath and masturbating for Karla made my cock hard! I wore another pair of the panties to the office the next day. Nobody told me to, I just thought it was expected of me. a thousand

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When I thought about it all, I realised that I was in a trap of my own making. Honestly, I wondered if I escaped Honeys blackmail, would I miss the opportunity to lose myself in fragrant female crotches? Even I refused to answer that. 22. I didnt see Honey in the office that morning, even though I looked for her but she called me just as I was leaving for lunch. Hello, Bob, she greeted me cheerily down the line. Wearing something soft and silky today? Ah, yes, I croaked, face red. Elise looked at me from her desk outside my office door and I turned away. Good. I look forward to seeing them, she said briskly and my cock grew hard. Karla was impressed. I think my face grew redder. But she suggested that you get rid of that forest down there, if you catch my drift. Look, I spluttered, this is going too far

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Stop whining, Bob, Honey said calmly, its annoying. Im having dinner tonight with my husband at Benitos. Do you know where that is? Yes, I said warily, its in the Hotel Ritz Be there in the lobby of the hotel at seven. And mow the lawn, Bob! II dont think Ill be Be there, Bob, if you know whats good for you. I can be quite a bitch, but I suppose youve already found that out! Honey laughed and hung up. 23. Over and over again, I told myself that I was insane to go along with all of this stuff! Whats worse, I began to wonder if Honey Patterson was also nuts! Even when I was sitting in my bathroom, trimming my pubic hair, I wondered what was going on. I stopped and looked down at the trimmed pubic hair. Im doing it without a fight! As I shaved my pubic hair off, my cock was hard and I wondered what Honey had in mind for me tonight! And why was her husband involved?

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That was weird and, perhaps a little frightening. Dressed in a more casual suit and without a tie of course, the panties were under my suit and clinging silkily to my newly bald cock and balls I hovered in the lobby of the Ritz Hotel. I was looking in the window of the gift store when I heard, Bob? Is that you? Turning around, I saw Honey Patterson on the arm of an distinguished older man with grey hair. Forcing a smile, I answered, hi Ms Patterson. Darling, Honey said to the man who was obviously her husband, this is Bob Vincentii. Hes one of our up and coming marketing executives. Bob, this is Frank, my husband. Hi there, Bob, Frank said, shaking my hand, his keen eyes meaning me. You work for this taskmaster? He jerked a thumb at his wife and grinned broadly. Ah, yes, I sure do, I stumbled. You want to join us for a drink, Bob? Frank asked. We Americans have to stick together.

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Look, this is fucking nuts! Honey studied me carefully. I would have thought that you would have wanted the chance to get down on your knees again, Bob, she said quietly and I flinched. Have you been jerking off? Honey suddenly demanded. Wha I spluttered. I bet you have, Cant keep your hands off it, huh? Ill have to think of something. But Only jerk off for the women, Bob! Look, I have to go. Karla is in the Masterson suite, top floor. HoneMs Patterson, I dont want to do this Yes, you do! Honey said calmly. Dont bullshit me, Bob, you love it. But Im not asking you, she suddenly hissed, Im fucking telling you! Now get your sorry arse upstairs! Honey took a step back and smiled. See you tomorrow, Bob, have a nice evening. I watched her walk across the floor towards the restaurant and then slowly walked to the elevator.

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in an excited state. Perhaps she had been thinking about last night all day. I know I had. Slowly, I removed my jacket and shirt, feeing her appraising eyes on my bare chest. Then my shoes, socks and trousers until I was standing there, feeling foolish in the sheer pink panties. You leave the panties on, Karla said with a thin smile, a smile that didnt really seem to hold any joy, it was purely reflex, like it was expected. Put the clothes in there. I followed her finger to a small cupboard and dutifully hung my clothes inside it and shut the door. Come stand here. I stood in front of her, my hard cock straining against the sheer pink material of the panties, feeling like a fool. She smiled when she looked directly at my cock and said, you shaved as I requested. I nodded, face red. It is good, Karla said, rummaging in the handbag beside her. Turn around, she said calmly, showing me a pair of silver handcuffs. My stomach turned over. Karla, there is no need

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So I see, she said with a glimmer of a smile, looking down at my hard cock. Calmly, she took the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her waist and my cock surged at the sight she revealed! White suspender belt holding tan nylons and tiny white panties cupping her sex met my hungry eyes. The panties looked like they were a size too small and some curls of hair had escaped from the panties and poked out of the lace lined leg hole. You will kiss them not under them! Understand? I nodded again. I want it slow and nice. I must make telephone calls. Begin! I could smell her! That thick sweet musky smell of an aroused woman and I hungrily leaned forward, my tongue tracing the outline of the embroidery on the satin front of the panties. Above me, I heard Karla speaking in German on the telephone. Suddenly, she dropped the hem of her skirt over my head and I was suddenly enclosed in darkness!

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Light began to peek under as I worked, kissing and tonguing her panties. She was wet, really wet and getting wetter by the minute! Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door and I froze. Karla tapped my head through the skirt and I guessed that meant I should continue so I went back to licking her panties. My heart was pounding as I heard the door open and knew that my bottom half, including my panties and handcuffed arms were visible to anyone coming into the room. It would appear pretty obvious to them what I was doing under the skirt. Put it there, please, Karla said and I stiffened as I heard her use English and then something rattled. Karla went back to speaking German, the door closed and I lost myself in the humiliating act of licking her panties, not knowing if anyone was watching! I wanted to get under that flimsy garment, wanted to push my tongue into the wetness that I knew was hiding beneath those tiny panties. It was

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maddeningly frustrating but I kept on until I heard her disconnect the call. Karla pulled her skirt up and I blinked in the bright light, tasting her on mu tongue. Stop. Stand up. My hard cock was leaking fluid, producing a small wet patch on those sheer panties and Karla smiled. As I flushed under her knowing eyes, I saw a room service trolley with food on it in the corner. It hadnt been there when I first arrived so I had heard someone enter! My face burned with shame, knowing that someone had seen me worshiping her. She stood up, smoothed her skirt down, walked to the trolley and lifted one of the silver covers on the plates. Karla put some cheese on a cracker and then nibbled it, her eyes looking me over as she did. When she finished it, she said, it makes you harder that someone saw you? I blushed and looked down at the ground, my mind in turmoil and wondering how I had allowed myself to get into this dangerous position.

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Here I was, naked except for a pair of panties with my hands cuffed behind me! How did I allow this? Be honest with me, Karla said calmly, spreading cheese on another cracker, it is best you do. What was the point of lying? I didnt know why it did, but the humiliation made my arousal even more intense. Karla and I were beyond lies. Yes, I whispered. She nodded knowingly. It was clear. It is, I think, the humiliation. Karla walked over and held the cracker up to my face. Open. She slid the cracker into my open mouth and I ate it, swallowing while she watched me. I will humiliate you, Karla said calmly and I looked away from those calm but yet, cold eyes. 25. I worshiped her hot wet cunt for what seemed to be hours. At first, she insisted I remove her panties.

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As my hands were cuffed behind me, I had the humiliating task of trying to pull her panties down with my teeth. Karla didnt make it easy for me, bending slightly so my face was pushed against her bottom and, once, as I struggled to pulled the panties away from her sticky crotch, I heard her giggle softly. And, when I finally dragged the panties down to her ankles, Karla kicked them off and calmly told me to lick her feet and suck her feet through the nylon of her stockings. And then, I crouched on my knees beside the bed while she disrobed before making herself comfortable on the bed, propped up against plump pillows watching the television with the sound low. Eat me, was all she said and so my worship at her shrine began. Karla enjoyed at least three orgasms while I suffered intense frustration, an aching jaw and a sore tongue. At last, she waved me away, swung her legs off the bed and walked to the bathroom. As I stared at the floor, my rigid cock leaking fluid into the sheer

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material of my pink panties, I heard her pissing in the toilet. The trickle finished and then she called simply, here. Before I even began to crawl into the bathroom, I knew what she wanted, that she was going to follow through on her pledge to humiliate me. Karla was seated on the toilet, legs parted and I looked at her matted dark pubic hair. Clean me. My face was red hot but my cock jumped wildly against the panties. I bent to my task, using broad swipes of my tongue to wipe her of urine drops while she looked down at me, her fingers stroking my hair. It was too much and I came! It was the silky feel of the panties rubbing against my cock. I had been on the edge for so long but it was too much for me and I emptied myself into my panties as I licked her urine drops, shuddering with relief and shame. Karla thought it was funny and laughed softly.

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It is humiliation! Your panties are soaked. Stand up. I stood in front of her as she sat naked on the toilet, spooling toilet paper from the reel. Using a wad of paper, she pushed against the wet panties and calmly smeared my ejaculate against my cock, balls and groin. You look silly with your panties now, she said calmly, standing, dropping the paper into the bowl and flush. Silly? I suppose I did but I also felt ashamed, humiliated and stickily uncomfortable. It didnt concern Karla though and I worshiped her until she was tired. I thought I would be freed but she just pointed at the spare bedroom in the suite and I walked to the bed, hands still cuffed behind my back. There was no doubt I was weary and was glad I didnt have to dress to leave. Karla came into the room with pantyhose in her hand. Calmly she looped the nylons through my handcuffs and tied me to the bed. It is safe for me, she said.

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Panic surged within me and I frantically looked around as I pulled against the handcuffs and the pantyhose that bound me to the bed. It was no use! Guessing that Karla had checked out, I immediately thought of the hotel maids and the humiliation I would suffer when they found me like this. Karlas words rang in my ears, taunting me. I will humiliate you! A thousand thoughts flooded my feverish mind. She must have checked in under an assumed name, paid in cash so there would be no connection back to her! Thats why she had no problem letting the room service waiters see me worshipping her! It was a game, a game of humiliation! I looked down at my dirty panties and saw my cock was hard, really hard! Straining against the handcuffs and the nylon again demonstrated that I was completely restrained and escape was impossible. Sadly, I leaned back against the pillows. I could never show my face here again!

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Word would get around, they would find my wallet in my clothes, they would know who I am! Fuck! This is a fucking mess! Suddenly, I heard a sound that made me quake in fear the sound of a key in the lock! The door was opening and I wildly looked around, trying to think against all hope of a way to escape! Well, look at you! I looked up and saw Honeys smiling face. I was never so glad to see someone in my life! Still hard, I see. Didnt she let you jerk off? Her teasing tone made me blush and she laughed as she bent to undo the pantyhose that tied me to the bed head. Her perfume washed over me and I felt relieved but incredibly stupid. She could have left me here for the maids, I burst out and Honey looked me steadily in the eye. Yes, she could have. But she didnt. Honey stood up and looked around. She said she left the key on the dresser ah here it is. Stand up.

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She unlocked my wrists and I was glad to rub them, to restore circulation. You really smell, Bob and not in a good way! Get in the shower. When I returned, freshly showered and shaved and dressed, Honey was casually seated on the sofa. Karla was pleased. You did a great job. Look, I began but she held a hand up to silence me. Spare me the hysterics, Bob. We have a limited amount of time as we have to be out of this room in an hour. Horrified, I watched as she stood up, reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties. As they fell on the sofa, I stared at the cream coloured silk and my cock throbbed. You can eat me for half an hour, Bob. Honey stared at me, her eyes holding mine and a sly but confident smile on her face. Her skirt was up, her pussy so blatantly exposed and I could only gape at it, wanting it, wanting to bury my face deep inside it.

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You know you want to, Bob, Honey said softly, we both know that. Slowly, I knelt and began to worship her pussy, to enjoy it, to savour it, to love it! After her orgasm, Honey took my hand and led me to the bathroom where she told me to jerk off over the basin while she watched. It was deeply humiliating but an incredibly intense orgasm. I was riding a slippery slope to an unknown destination. Just run the faucet, Bob, Honey teased, lets not leave anything for the house maids! Honey glanced at her diamond wristwatch. Wed better get to the office; I have a meeting at ten. We sat in silence in the cab and I watched London slide past, thinking about everything that had happened, thinking about my slippery slope. Karla said, Honey said suddenly, her voice low, that part of you would have wanted the hotel maids to find you. Is that true? I thinking. didnt reply, just watched London,

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27. The announcement was made four days later Honey was joining an international German firm to run their North American operations. I guessed Karla had been pleased with me! Honey called me to her office on the last day and handed me an envelope. Here are the photographs, she said evenly, not that I needed them, did I? I looked away and she laughed abruptly. Life is strange and unreasonable, Bob, she said in a biter voice, you young people are full of optimism and hope, thinking that everything will turn out for the best. Sorry to disappoint you, Bob, but it usually doesnt. I have no hope, I said softly. No, she said examining me, you probably dont. I know youre thinking that youll never find someone to match your desires. Well, welcome to the real world! There are no happy marriages, no love matches that last forever! My husband is gay, Bob! Honey hissed. How do you like those apples! Sure, we have three children, I just didnt know he was imagining Brad Pitt when they were conceived!

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Honey turned away and began thrusting papers, her phone and purse into a briefcase. After twenty five years of marriage he confesses! Imagine that, Bob, after hiding it for twenty five years, he came out and told me! Do you know what I said, Bob? I slowly shook my head. I said, why tell me now? Why couldnt you go on hiding it, why didnt you let me stay in my fantasy world! Honey steadied herself, took a deep breath and I felt so deeply sorry for her but I understood. How could I confess to a woman who would want to marry me that I likedwell, the things I now liked. Christ, I couldnt even say it to myself. When we had dinner that night, Honey said quietly, after meeting you, he kept saying what a handsome man you were. How does that make you feel, Bob? I shrugged. I didnt feel anything. Anyway, Im going back to the States where I have a grandchild on the way! Ill have someone to love and someone Ill be able to devote myself to.

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Thats my life, Bob. She blinked at me. Im sorry, she said softly. I shook my head. It doesnt matter. I turned and walked from the office. 28. I returned to America within two months, to a nice comfortable job in New York. My apartment was nice and I devoted myself to my job andwelljust my job. My mother rang me once a week to always ask two questions when was I coming out to Sacramento to see them and was I seeing anyone? She was always disappointed. My sexual appetite was low, my desire for female company was still there but I wanted to find a woman like Karla, Honey or even Evelyn. Those three had opened my Pandoras Box and had spoiled me for the normal woman who wanted a house with a white picket fence and children. I was, I knew, incapable of that sort of relationship.

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So I masturbated while remembering Karla, Honey and Evelyn, imagining what would have happened if the hotel housemaids had really found me. 29. The presentation had gone well and the customers were, I thought, impressed. The boss was also impressed and he shook my hand twice before gliding away with his latest blonde wife. This one was twenty five years younger than he and had that slinky possessive look that told everyone she was set up for life, no matter the outcome. I retreated to the bar, found a secluded table and sipped on a beer. These days, I was becoming used to being alone. After my first beer, comfortable with the warm buzz, I stood to go, thinking about walking to my apartment. Hi. I turned around and was dazzled by the smile. She was tall, in high heels as tall as me and had long red hair that cascaded to her shoulders.

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Just thought I congratulate you on your presentation. The presentation had been in one of the hospitality suites and now we were in the bar; therefore, she followed me. Thanks, I said, taking her in with my eyes and it was obvious she was doing the same to me. You must have been really impressed to follow me to the bar. She shrugged. I needed a drink. Can I get you one? I was about to decline when I saw a slight sly smile on her lips, a smile reminiscent of Karla and Honey, as if she knew exactly what she was doing. Sure. Im having a beer. I know, she said calmly and walked to the bar. Im Tiffany Lewis, she said when she returned with the beers. Bob I know, she laughed, I saw the presentation, remember?

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What brought you to the presentation? I dont recall seeing you at boring information technology presentations before? Not even for ones as interesting as Customer Identification Data Systems? Tiffany raised and eyebrow and grinned. Not even that, I shrugged, I talked about it and its boring to me. Well, it didnt show. No, Im a head hunter Recruitment Consultant. Ah, youre looking for people No, Tiffany said calmly, I was looking for you, Bob. Im happy where I am. Im flattered, of course Tiffany laughed. Dont be too flattered, Bob. This has nothing to do with a job, this is social. Social? Sure. Cant a girl make the first move? You look like the sort of guy who wouldnt mind a girl that makes the first move. She looked at me steadily and I blushed. NoI dont mind

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Good. Lets exchange numbers. Heres my card. Tiffany slid her business card over the table and I picked it up after automatically giving her my card. Cool, she said, draining her drink. I have to go but Ill be in touch. I watched her leave, especially the way her backside moved in the tight skirt and fleeting images of a red haired pussy flicked inside my head. 30. Hi, Bob. This is Tiffany, remember? Well, of course Do you like movies? Ahyes Lets go to the movies tonight. I dont Come on, Bob, youll love it. Bowled over my the force of her enthusiasm, I agreed to meet Tiffany outside the theatre. She wasnt there when I arrived and I felt a mixture of relief and disappointment.

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Sorry, Im late, Tiffany said, appearing out of nowhere and taking my arm. Lets go. It wasnt a bad movie and I did enjoy her company. Tiffany was beautiful, intelligent and fun to be with but I knew that she would be like all the other pushy New York women. Her aim was to find a life partner and I wasnt the type for that. How could I say yes, Id like to marry you but I just want to worship your cunt while you humiliate me? We walked to her apartment building and before I knew it, we were kissing. It was nice, really nice and my cock even made a few small moves towards hardness. That was nice, Bob. I had fun. Surprisingly, so did I. Want to do something tomorrow night? Sure, I said quickly, surprising myself yet again. Ill call you tomorrow and let you know what Ive decided. Her eyes held mine for a long moment and I felt my cock stir again. Ok, I said quietly.

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31. Tiffany called me and informed me that we would have dinner at her apartment. Instantly, I thought about declining but something in her voice made me agree. The dinner was well prepared and we sat at the table in her small apartment, soft music playing and relaxing with wine when Tiffany reached over and took my hand. I like you, Bob, she said calmly. Do you like me? Ahyesof course. Her hand was warm on mine and I wondered how I was going to tell her that I couldnt, that I had been changed by three women and now I craved their control, their humiliation and, above all, the taste of their honey. Im glad, she said, taking her hand away and rasing her wineglass to her lips. Ive looked forward to meeting you ever since I came back. Back? Back from where? Europe, Tiffany said calmly, eyes on mine. You were in Europe for a while, werent you?

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Yes, London. You? Berlin and Bonn. Germany? Ahdid you like it? Yes Bob, I did. I grew to love certain things. Tiffany stood up and walked over to the sofa, sat down and arranged her skirt so the hem touched her knees. My eyes fell on her knees and then moved back up to her waiting eyes. Can I be frank, Bob? I hope so. I have certain tastes and certain requirements. Her words and the steady way she spoke affected my cock and it moved sluggishly in my trousers. It was no accident I met you at that presentation, Bob, I was looking for you. I had received your name from a trusted friend. Friend? I asked quietly. Yes, Tiffany said evenly, eyes holding mine, Karla Schultz. Karla! I didnt know her last name, of course, but it had to be the same person, it had to be!

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I couldnt speak and Tiffany smiled, sipped her wine and then placed the wineglass on the small table next to the sofa. Are you wearing panties, Bob? My face burned and I swallowed. No, I whispered. Pity, Tiffany said calmly, well have to get some. I think youll look adorable in the panties Ill select for you. Tiffanys eyes held mine and I could not look away, I had to look, even though my face burned. But, my cock was hard! Extremely hard! Why dont you take all your clothes off, Bob, and show me what youve got. If you dont want to, thats all right and you can see yourself out. I wont call you again and I expect the same courtesy from you. Your choice, Bob. My mouth was dry and my cock incredibly hard. Slowly, I stood and began removing my clothes until I was completely naked, much to Tiffanys obvious delight.

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Karla told me you were shaven, she said with a sudden frown. I expect you to shave there all the time, Bob. Understand? I nodded, conscious that my cock was erect and pointing towards her. Tiffany slowly parted her thighs and smiled at me as she slid her skirt up. On your knees, Bob, lets see if youre as good as Karla said. Ten Months Later. I had lunch with your mother today, Bob, while you were playing golf with your father. Shes very excited about the wedding. Tiffany spoke casually as her fingers stroked my hair idly as I licked her pussy. We were both naked except, of course, for the sheer white panties I was wearing and I had been patiently servicing her pussy for at least twenty minutes. She was beginning to become aroused it took her time and I tasted her as my tongue scooped her flowing juices. Tiffanys pussy had thick sandy coloured pubic hair and her pale skin continued to her pussy with the labia are peachy colour. It was

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beautiful and I had fallen in love with it that first night I had licked her in her apartment. Your mother did ask me about children, Tiffany said and her fingers held my hair and lifted my wet face up so I had to look into her eyes. I didnt say anything, Tiffany said, but I felt like saying, to have children the husband must ejaculate into his wifes vagina. Her eyes narrowed and held mine. And we both know thats not going to happen, dont we, Bob? I had never fucked her, my cock had never been near her cunt and, I feared, never will. It wouldnt surprise me if, when Tiffany decided she wanted children, she would have me jerk off into a cup and be inseminated. Or, fuck another man! She can be so cruel and yet so loving. Yes Miss Tiffany, I whispered and she smiled, releasing my hair so I could continue to lick her. I bought some more panties for you to wear under your wedding suit, darling, Tiffany said, leaning back, her eyes closing. Buttercup yellow with white ribbon trim with lace. Theyre delightful. Your

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mother was with me but I didnt tell her they were for you - not this time anyway I told her they were for me. She sighed and moaned as I circled my willing tongue around her clitoris. This would be her second orgasm for the day and I was hopeful that she would allow me my first for the day immediately afterwards. Tiffany was expert at selecting humiliating positions for me to jerk off in and had threatened to send me to yoga classes five times a week so I could increase my flexibility. I would love to see you suck yourself, darling, I truly would! Its something to look forward to, wouldnt it? Tiffany moaned and I licked softly, teasing her clit as my cock throbbed. I didnt care. I was in heaven, tasting her honey and being hers.

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