group sex

Julie Smith sighed contently as her husband, Frank, pulled their car to a stop in the driveway. Her happy emotion was a result of the family evening they had just spent with their eighteen year old daughter, Cindy. After attending one of the girl’s last high school performances they had gone out to dinner, during which they talked about her performance and plans for college. It had definitely been a pleasant evening and Julie was looking forward to ending it by making love with her husband.



Exiting the car the trio strolled to the front door. Julie, a brunette who wore her hair a few inches past her shoulders, walked holding onto her husband’s arm. Her small, five foot six frame was adorned by a short summer dress that barely reached her thighs and had little buttons running up the front. It’s low, cup-style opening exposed her full, firm cleavage. The dress, along with her heels, announced that she liked showing off her body.



Their blond daughter followed just behind them. Built almost identically to her mother, except with a slightly smaller chest, the girl also enjoyed showing off her body, and she was not naïve about what men liked. Tonight she wore a tight skirt which showed nearly as much thigh as Julie’s dress, and a plain blouse. The top’s thick material hid the fact that she was braless. Also like her mother she kept her hair a little past her shoulders, preferring to wear it loose and free as well.



The three of them were jumped as they walked through the front door. In the shadows Julie sensed some bodies, some movement. She was grabbed from the side and a hand was clamped over her mouth. Next to her she heard a groan and a thud.



Filled by shock and fear she was carried backward into the living room. A light switch was flipped and the area became bathed in the soft light from a couple of lamps. Still confused and scared she scanned the room. Cindy was being hauled to the loveseat by one man and Frank was being set in the straight back chair by another. Her husband appeared groggy, his head lulling to the side. She guessed that the groan and the thud had been him being knocked out and falling to the floor. The third and final man continued to hold her. His strong arm around her waist kept her from running to her family’s aid, the hand over her mouth kept her from cursing at the men.



This was not what she’d had in mind and she wanted to tell them so, wanted to explain that they had gotten their communications mixed up. That this was not supposed to be happening with Cindy present.



She knew Dan, the one holding her. Actually the two of them had been lovers on and off for the last couple years. Not that she was unhappy with her husband or did not love him, Dan simply provided the occasional extra thrill that Frank could not. During the same couple years Frank had started sharing some fantasies about watching her being gangbanged. His words had worked at her sub-conscience, making the idea more and more appealing to her, until she had asked Dan if he knew someone he could invite to join them. That was how she met Sid, the one placing Cindy on the loveseat, a few months earlier. Then one day, when she had stopped by Dan’s unannounced she had also met Tom, the man tying Frank into the chair.



These experiences, the two men taking turns with her body, had fueled her own fantasies as she began thinking about being with the three of them at once. Finally she and Dan had devised the presently unfolding plan, a way of satisfying Frank’s fantasy as well.



But she had expressly told them that it was to either happen when Cindy was at a friend’s, or the girl was to be stashed away back in her bedroom. She was not meant to witness anything. Not that Julie had any misconceptions about her daughter being pure, she knew the girl was sexually active, she had even taken Cindy to get on the pill. Nor was she concerned for the girl’s safety, she knew she could trust the men. But she did not feel it was appropriate for Cindy to watch her mother being fucked by these men, or any man for that matter.



While thinking about all this she watched as Frank was tied sitting up and Cindy was bound by the wrists and ankles. Gags were then placed over both of their mouths. When this was complete Sid and Tom turned to her and Dan.



She tried to figure out someway to either get Cindy relocated or to cancel the entire thing.



“Okay honey, we’re here,” Dan whispered in her ear. “No backing out now. And this is how it’s going to be.”



The way he said it let her know that he was well aware of the ‘confusion’ concerning Cindy, and that he was overriding her instructions. The arm around her waist suddenly became loose and she was turned to face him, while his hand slipped so it remained over her mouth. Looking into his eyes she saw that Cindy was still safe, the men had simply decided it would be more fun to have a second audience member.



Locking her gaze on his she defiantly glared at him, silently telling him that he had better enjoy this, as it would be the last time he was ever with her. His grin told her he had already foreseen this and accepted it.



Out of the corner of her eye she saw his accomplices standing about a foot away, their eyes tracing up and down over her body. Reflexively her natural defiance flared up in her and she further scorned Dan with her eyes.



“And now we’re gonna have some fun with you,” he chuckled in response. “Ain’t that right guys?”



“You bet,” Sid agreed.



“Oh yea,” Tom said.



Now Dan’s hand slid away from her face to slowly roam down toward the top of her dress and the exposed skin there. Along the way his fingers lightly trailed their way across her throat’s flesh causing a small shiver to run through her body. His other arm released her waist and slid up along her side, those fingers joining the others to dance over her cleavage.



One of the other men stepped up behind her and started running his hands up and down her arms. Immediately she felt her body warming even as another shiver tingled through her, their touches sending small electrical pulses along her nerves. A second later she saw Sid step into her peripheral vision and she knew it was Tom behind her.



Sound and movement to the side drew her attention to Frank. She saw that he had regained consciousness. His eyes were still slightly dazed but they were comprehending the scene before him. She quickly imagined what he was seeing; his scantily-dressed wife standing in the center of three strange men, being touched by two of them. She wondered if this was close enough to his fantasies and hoped that it would please him. Glancing his way she tried to communicate that she would be alright with her eyes.



“Yes sir,” Dan pulled her attention back to him. “I do like a woman who shows what she’s got.”



His fingers moved down to trace along the sides of her breasts through her dress and bra before slipping around to their front and back up across the bared tops.



“You are going to be good to us, honey,” he told her. “You’re gonna be real good to us.”



Turning back to him she stared defiantly into his face, her mouth in a firm scowl. Dan simply grinned mischievously back down at her.



His fingers began concentrating all of their attentions to sliding back and forth along the sides of her breasts. While applying soft, firm pressure, enough to make small indentations, they traveled from the two mound’s back edges out to her nipples again and again. After every couple of passes the pressure he was applying grew firmer.



She felt Tom lean into her and start to lightly kiss her shoulder. He moved her hair out of the way so that his lips could travel up her neck to nibble on her ear lobe, his warm breath blowing into her ear.



The attention they were giving her body parts, the two sets of hands and one set of lips running over her, were affecting her. Shiver after shiver tingled through her. Her breathing was growing shallower, and her nipples were starting to harden and ache.



After several minutes of this treatment Tom’s hands stopped running up and down her arms and gripped them instead. She only had a second in which to wonder why before Dan grabbed the top edge of her dress with both hands and gave it a yank. The garment gave easily under the attack. It ripped down the center, rapidly exposing more of her bra and more of her flesh. Cool air blasted against her skin. The suddenness of all this caused Julie to inhale sharply, her breasts heaving with the action. She stared at Dan in shock.



“Oh yeah,” he smiled.



Following his gaze downward she looked at her breast. Her nipples poked at her low riding bra’s material. Dan still gripped the dress and he jerked at it again, ripping it further. Now it hung open about halfway down. He then released the dress to return his hands to her breasts. Again applying soft, firm pressure he traced the edges of her bra, his fingers sliding along her flesh.



“Nice,” he sighed, watching his own fingers against her exposed flesh. “So nice.”



Tom released his hold on her arms and started caressing them again. Pushing her hair off her shoulder once more he kissed her shoulder, her neck. He nibbled her ear lobe. His lips were light on her skin, his breath warm on her flesh.



“What a beautiful woman you are,” he whispered in her ear. “So hot and sexy.”



“Just so damn nice,” Dan breathed, still staring at her breasts.



Still upset by their changing part of the plan, Julie continued glaring at him but it was becoming more and more difficult to fuel the anger in her eyes. Their actions were affecting her. She was loosing her control. She felt a fire smoldering deep inside her and her breathing was growing even more shallow. Without thinking she leaned her head a little to the side, giving Tom easier access to her neck and ear.



“Oh yeah, don’t you worry, honey,” Dan grinned. “We’re gonna take real good care of you.”



With that his hands reached behind her, under the dress, and gripped her bra strap. When he gave it a hard yank the clasp let go easily. This time when she inhaled sharply her tits slid out from under the garment. Cool air licked at her nipples, causing yet another electrically charged shiver in her. The scowl she had been working to maintain slackened, her mouth dropping open just a little.



Dan’s hands moved back to her front where they cupped her breasts, his thumbs sliding across her flesh and over her nipples. The already hardening little nubs stiffened even more in response. Julie breathed deeply. As he continued to hold the fleshy mounds Dan moved his thumbs over and around her nipples, his eyes gleefully watching them grow harder and harder with each passing minute.



Tom’s hands slid from her arms to her ass where he started to rub and massage her through the dress. His lips continued to run along her neck which was slowly bending further to the side. Whenever he got to her ear he would run his tongue around the inside of it and whisper to her. She listened to him breath dirty things to her, things involving their cocks and her body. As she imagined how these things would feel she grew even more aroused. Soon Tom’s lips just stayed by her ear, his tongue flickering inside of it between dirty words. Reflexively she pressed her head into him now. Feeling her legs grow weak she leaned back against his chest for support. Dan continued cupping and lightly caressing her tits. Her chest heaved in his hands as her breathing grew shallower and shallower. Her nipples, now fully swollen, poked straight out. She heard low, small moans rattling in her throat.



“Ohhh,” one of these moans escaped when Dan suddenly tweaked her nipples.



Seeing, and now hearing, her body giving into the desire they were creating Dan chuckled. His fingers started alternating between lightly touching and actually twisting her nipples while his hands cupped and massaged her heaving mounds. He leaned forward and put his lips against her mouth, kissing her lightly. The fire inside Julie flared into a full-on flame. Reflexively she pressed her lips back at him. Their mouths opened, she felt his tongue slide across hers and another moan escaped into his mouth. As their kisses continued, their mouths locking onto each others, she realized that she was actually pushing her chest into his hands.



Behind her Tom still massaged her ass while his dirty words filled her ear with heated breath. Her legs weakened more, and she leaned back harder against him.



One of Dan’s hands moved away from her tit to her arm then slid down it to grip her wrist. He pulled her hand forward and placed it on his crotch. She felt the bulge straining his pants. Once again she moaned into his mouth. Automatically she wrapped her fingers onto the bulge and started rubbing, trying to stroke his hidden cock. Dan’s hand returned to her tit and twisted her nipple again.



“Mmmmmmmm,” she moaned.



Until then she felt certain that her couple of little moans had only been audible to herself and Dan, and maybe Tom. But she knew this one was heard by nearly everyone in the room.



Dan’s hands massaged her tits, caressed her nipples, his lips on hers were soft and sensual. Tom’s words in her ear created a collage of images and ideas, his hands kneaded her ass through her clothes. Her desires were growing hotter and hotter. She felt the flames burning inside her, felt herself loosing more control. She no longer felt any of her earlier anger, only her building passion. She had nearly forgotten that Frank and Cindy were even present. She was loosing herself in the moment, in the experience, in the sensation of their attentions. Giving into her desires she reached back toward Tom’s crotch, her free hand seeming to move on its own. She found his straining bulge with a little searching and began rubbing it the same way she was Dan’s. The two bulges she desperately grasped at were hard and inviting.



For several minutes the trio remained like this, two sets of hands and lips manipulating her while she rubbed at their throbbing cocks. This fueled her lust, fanned the flames deep inside her so that she nearly whimpered when Dan did pull his lips away from hers to take a step back.



Through glazed eyes behind heavy lids she saw him standing there staring at her heaving body. His eyes locked on the hard nipples between his fingers, a growing smile on his face. Julie could no longer muster any semblance of defiance in her expression, it was to hungry with lust and desire. Her hands mauled at their crotches. She pushed her ass back into Tom’s hands.



“Get on your knees,” Dan told her a minute later.



She knew what he had in mind and she felt her fires flare higher with the thought of sucking his cock. But she did not want the present attentions to end either.



“No, please,” she moaned lightly through her open lips even as her grip on their bulges tightened. “N- No.”



Releasing her nipples Dan grabbed a handful of hair on top of her head and pushed her down roughly. “I said, get on your knees, bitch. Get down there and suck my fucking cock,” he growled.



She dropped to her knees quickly under his strength. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and briefly wondered if they were from the pain or something else. But she did not dwell on this for long since it did not really matter at this point.



Once on her knees with a hidden cock bulging beneath a pair of pants at eye level she needed little more encouragement. With his hands still tangled in her hair Dan stepped forward and Julie’s hands rushed at his belt and zipper. She tugged at his pants, pulling his under shorts down his thighs along them. In response to the appearance of his nearly rigid cock one of her hands shot forward to encircle it and she started leaning in.



“Whoa,” he stopped her with his handful of hair. “Slow down bitch.”



Confused, she raised her eyes to him questioningly, a couple tears still present in the hunger filled orbs.



“I don’t just want you to suck my cock,” he grinned down at her. “I want you to do it right. Take my pants off, spend some time at it. I want to feel you all over down there. Give it a build up and make sure I enjoy it. You understand me?”



As her mind comprehended his words she slowly nodded. Reluctantly she removed her hand from holding his cock and worked to pull his pants the rest of the way down his legs while he removed his shirt. Once he was completely naked she started to pay homage to his body with her lips and tongue. While she kissed and licked her way across his thighs and entire pelvic region she slowly stroked his now fully erect cock with her hand. She steadied herself by holding onto his ass with her other hand. Her actions, coupled with the anticipation of actually sucking his cock, fueled her desire. Low moans came from her as she opened and closed her lips, planting soft, wet kisses on his skin.



“Yea, honey, now you got the idea,” he assured her, both his hands now in her hair. He was obviously enjoying what she was doing since she could hear low moans coming from him as well.



Each kiss caused her to grow hotter. Each lick fanned her lustful flames. She felt her pussy start to ache and each time her mouth drew near to the hard cock she felt hungrier. She wanted to feel the rigid pole pass along her lips, wanted to suck on it. Seeing a drop of precum leak from its tip she reflexively reached out her tongue to swipe it away and taste it. As she did this she looked straight up into Dan’s face. Freezing in place she waited there, silently asking his permission to take him into her mouth. His answer was him pushing her face forward. Her lips parted as they neared the cock. Slowly she slid them over the stiff member to deliberately crawl down its length until they touched her fingers still wrapped around its base.



“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, holding her head still and sucking deeply.



For a few seconds she remained like this, but once she had grown comfortable she removed her hand and slowly slid her lips along the rest of its length. Her throat became stuffed with the first couple of inches.



“Oh God yes,” Dan groaned in response. “Fuck yeah.”



She held him like this for a few moments feeling it cause her pussy to quiver hungrily. She felt her juices leaking out to dampen her panties. Then she slowly slid back and dislodged most of him. When only the first inch remained in her mouth she pushed herself forward, then withdrew again. Her hand grabbed the cock’s base once more as she slowly pumped herself back and forth while sucking on it. As she gradually increased her pace her other hand held onto his ass. Soon she was sliding her mouth rapidly along the cock, pumping it into her mouth.



“Oh yea, honey. Suck my cock. Suck it you little whore.” Dan’s hips started rocking back and forth in unison with her movements. “Fuck me with your mouth, baby. Fuck me with your mouth.”



As their pace increased his hands tightened in her hair and his hips pushed harder, taking over more and more control as his orgasm neared. Julie simply gave into his force. As she held onto him tightly, her mouth pumping at his cock, her body rocked with their motions. Now a near continuous stream of quiet mewing came from her throat.



“Oh yea, baby. I’m gonna cum in your mouth.” Dan moaned. “Fuck me with your mouth, baby. Swallow my cum.”



Now Dan held her head firmly in place as he proceeded to roughly fuck her mouth. His hips pounded into her face, the hand gripping his cock’s base the only thing stopping him from shoving the thing all the way into her throat. The mixture of pain and pleasure caused her to whimper through the assault as she continued to suck on the member as best she could.



“Yea, let me fuck your mouth, you little bitch.” Dan growled. “Fuck your face while you suck on my cock. Suck it, you little whore. Suck my cock until I cum in your mouth. Yea, bitch, suck it like a whore. I’m cumming. Swallow my cum you slut. Swallow my cum.”

Suddenly he froze, his entire body tense. His hips were thrust as far forward as possible, cramming her lips against her fingers. He gripped her hair hard, holding her firmly in place and groaning happily. As his jism shot into her mouth she swallowed as fast as she could. The fingers wrapped around the cock’s base tugged and squeezed. As the last squirts of cum sprayed out she continued suckling while the member started to wilt. When it finally slipped from her mouth she whimpered.



“She’s a good little cock sucker, guys,” Dan chuckled, pushing her off of him. “Who’s next?”



“Let’s see how she handles two at once,” Tom declared.



Both he and Sid had disrobed while watching her suck Dan off and now they stepped up to either side of her. As she straightened up on her knees she turned and looked at the two approaching cocks. Instinctively her hands reached out, gripping and starting to gently tug on them both. First she turned her face to lick Sid’s cock, then she turned to Tom’s. For the next few minutes she alternated her attention from one to the other, licking and slowly stroking them.



The lustful thrill of simultaneously having two hard cocks at her disposal after everything else that had already occurred overpowered her rational senses and she was now in a kind of trance. Somehow she understood what was happening, what she was doing, yet at the same time she was not truly aware. In this foggy mindset all that really mattered was the hunger and desire burning inside her. Feeding the need these created she licked one cock, then the other a few more times before slowly sliding her lips over the head of Sid’s. With only a couple inches in her mouth she started to suck on it deeply. While she slowly engulfed it she moved her tongue along its length. Her extremely slow pace made it seem to take forever for her to get most of it in her mouth, but it was also amazingly pleasurable. As she concentrated on Sid’s cock she was unable to continue stroking Tom’s and instead she held onto it, giving it firm, regular squeezes. Just like with Dan, she waited until she was comfortable with most of Sid’s cock in her mouth then loosened her throat. She then slid it in further until her nose became buried in his pubic hairs. She felt her throat muscles squeeze his cock.



“Oh yes,” he growled at the sensation, his hands now gripping her hair loosely. “Oh fuck.”



She held him there for a couple moments then started slowly sliding back off the member. Again, as her mouth reached the head, she moved forward. She gripped the cock’s base and pumped her mouth along it, swallowing the first inches of him with each forward thrust.



“She is good,” Sid sighed between pleased grunts.



After a few minutes of fucking him with her mouth she pulled it out completely. Instantly she turned to Tom’s cock and proceeded to perform the same acts on it.



“Fuckin’ A,” he whistled as she deep throated his cock. “What a slut.”



The thrill of working on the two cocks caused her fires to rage with a nearly scorching heat. She felt her pussy grow hotter, felt her panties getting damper. Instinctively her hips ground the air, trying to make her undergarments press into her clit. Moving her mouth from one cock to the other she sucked and bobbed her head on each for a few minutes while tugging at the opposite. As the cocks slowly grew stiffer with their nearing climaxes she felt herself grow more and more excited.



She was pumping her mouth on Tom’s cock when Sid let out a tell-tale groan and his hips started to jerk oddly. Realizing what was about to happen she popped her mouth off Tom’s cock and tried turning in time to get it onto Sid’s, but she was not fast enough. The first shot of semen sprayed across her face even as her mouth closed around the erupting member. Somehow this made Tom cum and his cock jerked in her hand, spraying her face as well. She continued to suck on Sid’s cock while she pulled madly at Tom’s, pumping his load out and onto her flesh.



As she knelt there with one cock erupting in her mouth and the other spraying semen across her face she heard a familiar sounding groan elsewhere in the room. This sound registered somewhere in the back of her mind, but it was merely a fleeting recognition. She remained focused on milking the two cocks dry, the duel sensation of their eruptions making her moan excitedly.



Even when the two cocks had finished releasing their loads she could not stop herself from sucking and stroking them, hungrily trying to fill the need she was feeling elsewhere. Only when she heard Dan laughing did she finally relinquish Sid’s cock from her mouth. Refusing to release them though she retained her hold on them as she turned to look for Dan. She spotted him standing by her husband. Frank still sat tied in the chair and his eyes were staring at her hungrily. Slowly her gaze dropped to where a tent grew between his legs, his cock pushing at his slacks. For the second time that night she imagined what he was seeing. His beautifully aroused wife kneeling between two men, their half-hard cocks in her hands, her torn dress exposing her heaving breasts, cum drying on her face and in her hair.



“Looks like hubby’s enjoying the show,” Dan laughed. “He must like seeing his wife be a little slut.”



She could not help staring at the bulge in Frank’s crotch. Even from across the room she saw it jump with the blood pumping into it. The sight of this made her whimper quietly as she felt her hunger being doused with fuel. Kneeling with a cock in each hand, her eyes filled with wonton lust, she reflexively licked her lips. Forcing her eyes to rise back up she saw her own desires reflected in Frank’s.



“What do you think, hubby?” Dan chuckled. “Isn’t your wife one hell of a beauty? She really got into sucking us off, didn’t she?”



Frank slowly nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving her.



“I tell you, I’m not quite ready to put my cock in her pussy yet,” Dan announced. “What say we let her suck you off while I rest up a bit more?”



The familiar groan came from behind the gag again. The desire in her husband’s eyes fanned Julie’s own. She felt her pussy throb with a burning ache. She could no longer think about anything other than having her hunger appeased. Not Cindy, not the men’s disregard for her instructions, nothing. Just having her lustful desires slated.



“How bout it honey?” Dan called over to her. “You want to crawl over here and suck off hubby before we take turns fucking you?”



Without acknowledging him or his question she released his friend’s cocks and started crawling across the carpet on her hands and knees. Her eyes bounced between Frank’s crotch and his face as she neared. When she got over to him she crawled up his lap and dug at his belt. Tied to the chair as he was, he managed to lift his ass just enough so she could pull his slacks down to his knees. As his rigid shaft was revealed she grabbed hold of it, dropping to run her tongue along its length and to swirl her tongue over its head where she swiped away the precum coating it. Looking up she saw his lust filled eyes watching her and she moaned needfully in response. Quickly she sucked him into her warm mouth, immediately sliding down to deep throat him. Above her, he groaned. Beneath her, his hips tried humping up into her face. She knew he was already reaching his orgasm. Her body was now starving for what would happen when she finished sucking Frank off and so she wanted him to shoot his load into her mouth as soon as possible. She pulled back so that she could grip and squeeze the cock’s base, tugging it toward its explosion. Mewing hungrily she started pumping her mouth on it, sliding her lips up and down its length as she sucked and swirled her tongue across its flesh. No longer able to look at him and maintain her actions she just concentrated on rhythmically fucking him to climax. Her aching body leaned into him, smashing her tits against his legs.



She soon felt his climax boiling up inside of him. When she felt the cock jerk and the first spurt of cum blow into her mouth she locked her lips around it and swallowed hard, devouring that and every following spurt. When he was spent she kept him in her mouth for a few moments, suckling on his softening member.



“Yea!” Dan exclaim



When she eventually allowed the limp cock to slide from her mouth she laid her head on Frank’s thigh and stared at the cock as she continued gently stroking it. She felt her fires raging, the desire in her loins blazing with hunger. She also felt her pussy soaking her panties.



“Alright, I think it’s time for some pussy fucking,” Dan announced.



His words sent a thrill of excitement racing through her. The evening’s activities had her to the point of exploding with an orgasm and she desperately wanted it released. When Dan stepped forward to wrap his arms around her she whimpered with the sensation of his touch. She allowed herself to be lifted to her feet then led to the couch where Tom and Sid waited. It was there that they slid her torn dress off her shoulders. When it and her bra lay in a pile at her feet she stood with her nearly nude body on full display feeling completely vulnerable and exposed for the first time that night.



“Wow, would you look at how wet she is?” Dan exclaimed.



She knew what he meant without looking, knew that her white panties were dark with her wetness. She also felt her swollen labia visibly pressing against the weakened material. She stood there, anxious and excited, her bare chest rising and falling as she panted shallowly, her legs partially spread and shaking ever so slightly. When Tom started removing her panties his fingers on her flesh sent a series of quivering shivers coursing through her. Then the others joined him in maneuvering her onto the couch and the sensation of their added touches caused her to whimper.



They placed her with one leg up on the couch’s back and the other down on the floor. She lay there, legs spread, breasts topped by swollen nipples heaving from her panting, her head on the armrest. From beneath heavy lids she stared up at the three men’s stiffening cocks and her hips began to roll slightly upon the cushion as hungry moans escaped her open lips.



“Does the slut want to be fucked?” Dan chuckled.



“Mmmmmm,” she whimpered in response.



She watched him reach toward her, watched his hand lay on her inner thigh, and she felt her flesh burn with the touch. Slowly his hand slid up along her thigh until it cupped her mound, two bent fingers penetrating her barely to the first knuckle. His thumb hovered just above her clit, nothing except a thin space of air between the two pieces of flesh. Her hips jerked, rose up trying to force contact.



“Ohhh,” she cried.



Tom and Sid each began massaging one of her tits; Sid from behind the armrest, Tom from beside the couch. They cupped the fleshy mounds, squeezing and manipulating the pliant flesh, their palms and fingers rubbing against the sensitized nerves of her hard, red nipples.



Her orgasm teetered on the very edge, just waiting to be nudged over, and that was exactly what she wanted. She whimpered again and again, her hungry desperation growing with each second as her body quivered and tensed with feverish anticipation. Through her slitted eyelids she saw Tom’s semi-erect cock dangling near her. Whimpering louder she reached for it, her fingers wrapping themselves around it and tugging.



“You want a cock in your pussy?” Dan asked as he stared down at her.



“Yes,” she sighed.



While she squeezed and pulled at Tom’s cock her hips rolled and pushed more insistently at Dan’s hand, physically begging him to touch her aching, throbbing clit. But he refused her body’s pleas, keeping his thumb just near enough to tease her without actually making contact.



“Ohh. Ohh, ohhh,” she whimpered and mewled as she felt the cock in her hand reach full erectness and her orgasm teetered ever closer to the brink.



“You want it, slut?” Tom chuckled, squeezing her tit. “You want me to fuck you? You want my cock in your wet little pussy?”



“Yes. Oh God yes.” Her back arched off the couch to push her tit into his hand and she tugged hard at his cock. “Oh God yes.”



Her orgasm slipped forward. It now hung precariously over the edge, threatening to explode without any additional coaxing. Then her hips jerked, rolling and popping upward simultaneously. The action was too quick for Dan to keep his thumb from bumping her clit or his fingers from sliding further into her, and the orgasm was freed. It crashed through her body with an amazing amount of force. Her body tensed as her back arched up off the couch, her breasts being crammed into the set of hands fondling them. Her ass twisted into the couch cushion, her hips rolling and popping again and again as they humped her sex on Dan’s fingers, ground her clit against his thumb. The hand holding Tom’s cock pulled and jerked hard enough to make the man grimace. Her other hand gripped a mass of the couch’s back cushion. Her head rolled back on the armrest, her mouth falling open as a combination of both audible and silent moans flowed from her.



“Ohhh,” she whimpered as it started to subside moments later, her body slowly dropping back to the couch and relaxing once more. “Ohhh God!”



For Julie it was the most powerful orgasm she could remember having experienced, and at the time she doubted it could ever be topped.



“That was fucking beautiful,” Sid cheered.



Tom released her tit and started moving toward her open legs. A soft whimper escaped her as Dan pulled his hand from her sex and stepped away to allow him access. Climbing between her legs Tom placed the tip of his cock against her entrance. Being so soon after the explosive orgasm Julie did not expect her body to react too quickly, but she was surprised. As the cock’s head parted her lips and entered her she felt her excitement refreshed, a second orgasm being immediately awakened. Her legs snapped around his waist, her hips driving upward to rapidly push him inside of her.



“Oh God,” she moaned as he filled her.



They started to rock into each other, their lower bodies quickly finding a rhythm together, their pace gradually quickening. A wet sloshing noise came from where his cock pumped in and out of her pussy. With his hands on the couch back and armrest Tom held himself up so he could stare down at her lustful expression and rolling tits.



“Oh God. Fuck me, fuck me,” she encouraged him, her head lulling from side to side. “Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy harder.”



The new orgasm was quickly building, making her hungry for its release. Her ass bounced up off the couch, fucking her pussy at him.



“Fuck my pussy. Fuck me with your cock.” She told him. “Oh God yes. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”



Having recently cum once himself, Tom’s own second orgasm was nowhere near as close as hers so he did not rush his pumping of her pussy as much as she wanted. This made her look up at him. What she saw only served to fuel her heated loins and pending orgasm. He was hovering above her, leering down at her lust filled features and bouncing tits while his cock pounded in and out of her wet pussy. The idea of this caused her orgasm to suddenly explode inside her.



“Ohhh God,” she cried out.



She crammed her pussy against him, burying his cock inside her, her pussy clenching at the rigid member. Her body arched up off the couch again, lifting her chest into the air, her swollen nipples shining atop her bouncing breasts. The site of them was too enticing for Tom to pass up and he clamped his mouth over one of them. This sent her orgasm into overdrive. She tried to simultaneously cram her pussy even further onto his cock and more of her tit into his mouth.



“Ohhh God,” she cried, one hand grabbing the back of his head and shoving it against her breast. “Ohhh God yesss. Suck my tit. Fuck me. Suck my tit. Ohhh God.”



The orgasm crashed through her with wave after wave of pleasure, causing her body to shake and tense.



Then, as it slowly faded, her body relaxed again. But his lips around her nipple, his tongue licking the hard nub, felt too good to loose so she held his head in place, making it follow her tit down. As her hips dropped he began pumping his cock into her again and she pumped her hips back at him.



“Oh yes, fuck me,” she moaned. “Fuck my pussy with your cock. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. Yes, fuck me.”



His mouth remained locked firmly on her nipple, sucking. She felt the force of his thrusts growing harder as his own fires were stoked. His cock slid easily in and out of her soaked pussy, his pelvis bumping into her clit every few strokes. She whimpered and mewled with pleasure between urging him to go faster even as her pussy muscles clenched at his cock. Soon he was pounding his cock into her roughly, ramming it into her harder with each forward thrust.



“Oh yes. Oh God yes,” she cried. “Fuck me. Fuck me with your cock.”



Suddenly his mouth released her breast as his head roared upward. His hips slammed between her legs. His pelvis ground against hers, bumping into her clit. His cock became buried inside her as deep as possible. She felt it twitch and jump, felt it start to pump his semen into her hungry pussy. And she felt his explosion kindle the embers of yet another orgasm in her.



“Oh yes,” she whimpered with its first, initial shivers.



“Damn, that was good,” Tom grinned as the last of his load was released.



He remained hovering above her until his cock slowly slipped from her pussy then he climbed off and stepped back. She remained laying with her legs spread, her now puffy labia red and swollen, a mixture of their juices visibly leaking out.



“Damn good,” he re-affirmed.



“I’m next,” Sid announced, stepping forward.



Turning, she saw that his cock was fully erect and ready to be shoved into her. Through her half closed eyes she watched him climb between her legs. Reflexively she reached down to grip his member and guide it to her waiting pussy. When the tip of it pressed at her opening he slid forward, burying himself deep inside of her fast and coaxing her newest orgasm forward.



“Ohhh yesss,” Julie sighed.



The two of them worked toward a rhythm, finding a tempo that they could each match, their bodies moving against each other. Looking up she saw that Sid was also holding himself up to stare down and enjoy her lustful expression and bouncing breasts.



“Fuck me,” she told him, pushing herself up harder against him. “Fuck my pussy. My wet pussy. Fuck my wet pussy with your cock.”



“Fucking beautiful,” he moaned, watching her ride up against him. “Just fucking beautiful.”



The pace of their humping steadily increased until they reached one steady rhythm. Their pelvises pounded into each other, her clit receiving a straight-on, solid contact every few pumps. She felt her need growing, her orgasm building.



“Oh God yes. Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Harder, harder,” she moaned, urging him like her own desires were urging her. “Fuck my wet pussy harder.”



Like Tom, Sid was in no hurry to cum this time and so he failed to increase the pace or the force of his humping any. Still, their constant rhythm pushed her orgasm closer and closer to the edge. Her muscles tightened every few moments as she felt it teeter precariously. Her head rolled upon the armrest, her features a mixture of pleasure and pain. From beneath her heavy lids she caught glimpses of Sid staring down at her, watching their bodies move against one another, her tits bouncing and rolling with the action.



Her orgasm reached the brink, teasing her with its promise of an explosive release. She wanted it to crash through her body, to feel its waves of ecstasy. Reaching up she wrapped her arms around his back, giving her better leverage. Then she began making her hips jump up off the couch at him.

I went into the bedroom and told Cindy about flashing her Mom. She grabbed my cock and squeezed it hard.



“This is my meat now and you better keep it out of my Mothers old dried up dusty cunt.” She tugged it hard enough that I yelped and tried to slap her ass as she jumped over the bed. We got dressed and I went out to the barn to see what Bob was up to.



“So, did you get enough sleep last night?” Bob asked with a grin.



“Yea, well, I did pass out for a while there I guess.” I said, starting to feel myself blush a little.



“She’s a hot little fuck, a real cock hound if there ever was one born.”



I must have had a mighty strange look on my face about then as Bob smiled and handed me a pair of gloves. “Look, I don’t mind you fucking Cindy any time you want, but when you fuck her here and eat my vittles I expect to get something out of it too, so put on those gloves and help me load this truck. You do know how to pitch bales, don’t you?”



I still felt a little dumbstruck and had a million questions crowding my head but just managed to spit out “Yea” as I pulled on the gloves.



“Good, head up top and toss me down about 20.” Bob got in the back of the truck and I went to the top of the bales in the loft and started tossing them down to him. By the time we had the truck loaded with about 1/2 a ton we were both covered in hay dust and had worked up a good sweat.



“Com’on’ let’s go get clean this dust off and see if the coffees still hot.” I jumped down and followed Bob into the house, brushing hay off all the way to the door.



“Well, Shit, that shower didn’t last long, and you got my poor baby sweatin’ like a treed ‘coon!”



Cindy said in her best Daisy Mae voice as she brushed at the straw in my hair and Terri sat two fresh cups of coffee down in front of us.



The kids all came running out and grabbed lunch sacks off the counter as they kissed and hugged Terri and Bob, Carrie, the 14 year old even gave me a hug and a quick peck on the cheek before bolting out the door to run the two miles down the hill to catch the school bus.



As soon as the kids had started down the road Terri sat a box down in front of Bob and as soon as he opened the wooden lid the smell of excellent skunk weed hit my nose. He carefully trimmed a well cured bud and rolled a nice doobie. He handed it to me and said “Thanks for the help, this should help ease those sore muscles.” I lit it and took a small toke and immediately hacked it back out. This was some serious mean chronic! Terri laughed and took the joint “Ha, got another one, Bob’s Bad Ass Buds do it every time!” She took a deep draw and passed it to Cindy.



“Yea, I took some of this to Spokane last Month and almost had guys fighting over who would get the next ounce!” Cindy took a small toke and passed it back to Bob.



“Well, when you give a free blow job with every ounce I imagine so!” Bob ducked the swipe from Cindy “Hey, they only get a blowjob if they take 5 or more!” She pouted.



I took a slow, careful draw on the joint and tried to hold it but quickly felt it expand beyond my lung capacity and went into another coughing fit.



Terri got up and pulled a feather roach clip off the window curtain and handed it to me. “Well, Pa, if we are going to get anything done today we best get doin’ it.” Terri said as she gathered her purse and some cartons of eggs.



“Yep, I ‘spose, don’t reckon you want to come along and off load that hay for me?” Bob smiled as he took the roach. Before I could respond Cindy entered her objections. “No way, you two just run along to Town, I have plans for him today.”



“Yea, I bet you do, just try not to break anything.” Bob said as he grabbed his hat and a ledger book. “And if you happen to head into town later bring the gas cans down and get ‘em filled.”



When the dust and hay from the departing truck settled Cindy took me by the arm and led me into the bathroom. “Let’s get that hay washed off you.” she said as she slowly removed my clothes. I was hard by the time she pulled my pants down and my cock almost slapped her as it sprang free.



“Well, Hello to you, too!” She kissed it on the tip and gave the knob a quick but passionate suck. I got in the shower and she stepped back and looked at me as I rubbed the soap over my body.



“I’ll be right back” She said and darted out the door. She returned a moment later with a VHS video camera already rolling.



“Hey, now, I get union scale for this kind of work!” I said, pretending to be indignant at being filmed.



“Yea, well this is just the screen test, you still have to audition for the part.” Cindy sat the camera, still filming, on the washstand pointing at the shower. She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the bath tub. I took her face in my hands and pulled her lips to mine as her hands stroked and fondled my cock and balls. She tasted like coffee and chronic and her hands felt amazing as they squeezed and pulled me just right. She kissed her way down my body until she was kneeling with my cock in her hand and her lips about an inch from the tip. She looked at the camera and licked her lips then started slowly spiraling her tongue around my knob until she had it all in her mouth. Then she started pushing and slowly slid by entire shaft down her throat and held it there while she massaged it with her throat. I was almost ready to blow my wad down her throat when she pulled her head back, releasing my cock from her mouth with a pop and then turning around and bending over, pointing her ass toward the camera and grabbing the side of the tub. I spread her pussy lips and started licking at her clit and slowly worked my way to her ass hole. I made sure the camera could see my tongue probing her ass as my fingers probed her pussy. She was working her clit and I replaced my tongue with two fingers, then three until her ass started to expand a little. I stood up and put the tip of my cock on her ass and held it there. She started to back onto it slowly then in a sudden push and scream drove half my cock into her tight ass. I gasped and just had time to brace when she pushed again and took my whole shaft, ass cheeks slapping on my hips and another, more protracted scream of mixed pleasure and pain. I felt her body start to relax and grabbed her hips and started power fucking her ass as hard as I could. She was clawing and screaming like a wildcat by the time we both came, I shot deep inside her ass then pulled out as my knees almost gave out and the next two shots of cum landed on her ass cheeks. She dropped to her knees in the tub and her ass was still clenching and oozing cum.



“Oh fuck, you deserve the award for best ass fuck in history after that performance!” I gasped as soon as I could speak. Cindy turned around and took my cock in her hand, lifted it up and gently



sucked each of my balls while her other hand stroked up and down the crack of my ass. She took my cock and deep throated it in one slow push and slowly let it slide, now 1/2 limp, back out. Then



she got up and walked over to the camera, turned around and put her ass right up to the lens almost and smiled at me. I could tell she was squeezing out some cum for the camera.



I turned off the shower and grabbed the same towel I’d used before and followed Cindy out to the Kitchen. She got two fresh cups of coffee and we sat down at the table naked. Cindy sat spread



legged with one leg one a chair. I was just looking at her perfect skin, small breasts and proudly displayed pussy in the bright morning Sun coming in through the door when a shadow crossed over her. She dropped her leg off the chair and turned as I dropped the towel off my shoulders and into my lap.



“Oops, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…I’ll come back later.” The silhouetted figure at the door said.



I recognized Barry’s deep voice and broad figure almost filling the door.



“No, don’t worry, come have some coffee.” Cindy got up and grabbed Barry by the strap on his



coveralls and led him to the table. She got him a cup of coffee and sat back down.



“Well, I must admit I feel a little over dressed for breakfast.” Barry said in a bad British accent.



“Well, then I’d suggest that you dress down to fit the occasion.” Cindy offered.



Barry stood up, undid his overall snaps, dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them and his



shoes and pulled his t shirt off as he sat back down, now totally naked too.



“There, isn’t that better?” Cindy asked.



“Yes, I feel much better!” Barry said.



“Yea, I must say this is the best cup of coffee I’ve ever had.” I said as I hoisted my cup and



made a toast.



“So what brings you around these parts, stranger than most?” Cindy asked, leaning toward Barry.



“I was just headed down to the Big City and was hoping to get a lil mornin’ magic along the way.”



Barry said, leaning back a little and slipping his hand under the table.



“Well, I don’t know, would you mind if Barry fucked me here on the table while you finish your



coffee?” she asked me with huge puppy dog eyes.



“Well, ah…no…I…fuck, I think I could use another one of your Daddy’s doobies for this show.”



I stammered.



Barry stood up and bent over his coveralls and came up with a small leather case, he opened it and pulled out a joint. “Here ya go, Bogart that fat boy.” and he rolled the joint over to me. I took it and was slipping it into my lips just as Cindy bent and pulled Barry’s cock to her lips. His cock was as big soft as mine was hard and quickly grew to an impressive thick 10 inches as Cindy stroked and sucked it. It had veins that stood out from the shaft in deep relief and his thick black hair looked like a birds nest around his equally massive and tight balls. She turned and lay on the table and smiled at me so I reached over and cupped a titty while Barry worked his cock into her cunt. Soon he was sliding in long, slow strokes and Cindy was being transported by the huge tool splitting her open, I watched as she had at least 4 intense orgasms while he throbbed and plunged into her sopping wet cunt. Almost without warning Barry grunted and stepped back, pointing his hose and spraying cum from Cindy’s face to her wide, gaping pussy, huge globs dripped off her tits and face and flowed across her belly. She took my hand and pulled it to her cum coated tit and pressed and rubbed hard. I sat smoking the joint and rubbing Barry’s cum into her while Barry watched and pulled his shirt and coveralls back on.



“That was great, thanks Cin” and turning to me he said “Sorry for the mess.”



“Hey, no problem.” I said as I wiped a glob of still warm cum from her tit and then sucked it off my finger. Barry smiled and pointed his finger…







“Why don’t you stop by later tonight, I think the kid’s will be staying with friends tonight and



Mom and Dad would just love to see you again.” Cindy said as she sat wiping cum off herself with a paper napkin.



“OK, that sounds like a plan, “I’ll see BOTH of you later, but I got a job to take care of first. Anything you want me to bring you back from town?”



“Yea, a short red head.” Cindy chirped.



“OK, I’ll see what I can do.” Barry said as he tipped his hat and stepped through the open door.



“Well, That was one of the most impressive sights I’ve seen since I had my Mare bred by Jenkin’s



Stud last Summer.” I said as I passed the joint to Cindy.



Cindy took the joint and put it in the roach clip. “Yes, Barry Bear has been the ruin of many a Red Riding Hood. I hope you didn’t mind me being such a wanton slut, but I just can’t resist his orgasmic organ.”



“Mind? Shit, that was great, but if you can fuck Barry then I should be able to fuck your Mother, right?”



“Oh, so now my pussy isn’t good enough for you!” She said in a hurt puppy manner and stalked indignantly out of the kitchen.



I walked outside naked and gathered up the gas cans and stored them in the truck, and walked out to the Rabbit pens. Cindy came out dressed in a skirt and tube top and wrapped her arms around me from behind.



“Oh, I just love having naked Men running around the Farm, but you’d better get dressed so we can get to town and back before dark.”



“Well, considering it’s only 20 minutes into Town I don’t see the big hurry.” I said as I started back to the house.



“I was thinking maybe we might stop by the lake on the way back, I expect it’s going to be a hot one today.” She called over her shoulder.

Welcome back! In this chapter, Matt finds out who he is. Disclaimers are in part one. Of course, all characters are over 18. Hope you enjoy.



Chapter 2



Matt and Sheila were walking hand in hand through the blackness of the rocky wasteland that lay in every direction beyond the Sanctuary of Forsaken Souls. They slowly picked their way among the rocks and sand, and a charred breeze blew over them.



For the most part, they did not speak. There was little to say after Matt announced his intentions to Sheila.



He was going to bring her to the Valley of Judges. He was confident that she should be judged.



Sheila held that it was insanity, but she plodded on. She craved his touch, particularly the way his big hands encircled her neck when they fucked. Besides, eternity was a bore, and she was enjoying Matt’s companionship more than any other soul she had been screwing in the Sanctuary.



“Ow!” she cried, stubbing her toe and stumbling. Matt steadied her.



He lifted her easily into his arms and cradled here, and resumed marching through the dark waste.



“I’m okay,” she said after a few minutes.



“So am I. I could do this indefinitely.”



“Look,” she said, pointing to the horizon. “See the redness?”



“Great!” Matt said as he saw it. “We’re finally heading out of these dark wastes!”



“And heading into Avernus. It’s a fiery lava field full of demons. Are you sure you don’t want to turn back now?”



“There is no turning back,” Matt replied.



“You’ll change your mind when you see it,” she warned, but to no avail. He insisted on moving forward, and carried he while he plodded on towards the red light.



After a few miles, Matt noticed that it was becoming possible to pick out the rocks that were strewn along the hill, so he let Sheila walk, and they picked up the pace a little. Looking over at Sheila, Matt admired not only her supple, feminine curves but also the purpose in her step, the focus in her gaze.



She in turn would frequently turn to look at him, the goliath of a man, the dim glow from the horizon accenting his mountainous muscles. She wondered what their potential was. Could he fight the demons with his bare hands, and win? Such a mortal was unheard of, or at least very rare. He would have had to have been a mighty prophet to have such a strong spirit.



The dirt gave way to bare rock. They made their way over a rise and surveyed the lands beyond. Black volcanic rock was lined with veins of lava.



Suddenly they spotted a creature emerging from a cave. It was a marilith, a six-armed woman who from the hips down had a powerful, massive snake tail. Her torso was a sickly jaundiced color and her hair was writhing with snakes. Her lips were the color of seaweed and she bared sharp fangs. The obscene creature had full, heavy breasts that it was cradling seductively. It brandished an assortment of blades in its hands.



“Get back!” shouted Matt as he placed himself between Sheila and the demonic creature.



The demon moved with surprising alacrity, slamming Matt with her tail and sending him sprawling. She lunged for him, coiling her trunk-like tail around his body and squeezing. She held her blades at the ready if needed.



Matt struggled, pushing out against the demon’s crushing constriction attack. Slowly, he pushed back against her, and she cursed him in her demonic tongue and began cruelly carving out his eyes and flaying the flesh from his face. He tried to shut his eyes as her serrated cleaver tore into his flesh and popped his eyeballs.



A lesser soul would have given up, but Matt was determined to make the snake bitch suffer. He reached out with both hands, groping wildly and grasping her forearms. He pulled on her arms with a sudden jerk, until she was too close for swords. Then, he head-butted her.



He could only hope that his technique had been effective. He twisted his arms around hers, snapping two of her arms off at the elbows. She recoiled in pain and tried to slither away, but he lunged for the sound and got her tail. He squeezed until he crushed the powerful corded muscles underneath, leaving much of her tail paralyzed.



The marilith tried to move, but her tail was dead weight on her body. She flailed at the ground and dropped her weapons in an attempt to crawl away from the giant’s crushing arms. Matt however was feeling his way up the rest of her tail. He sat down on the small of her back and grabbed the her head, pulling and twisting it.



The snakes in her hair bit his arms repeatedly, filling them with venom, and she tried to pull his hands away with her arms, but he held on with desperation and twisted with all his might.



Unable to rip her head off, Matt tore her other arms off. Now with six arm stumps flailing, she was all but helpless as he proceeded to pound her face into the rock. He grabbed her head with both hands and slammed it into the ground, over and over. Each time it made a sickening sound like rotten wood crunching. He kept going until her head had been crushed to a pulp.



The demon’s corpse dissolved into thin air, and a rush of light began pouring out of Matt’s body. His eyes and mouth glowed, as did all of the wounds in his face and arms. Energy filled his being to the core, and flooded out. In a blaze of light his wounds were healed, the poisons purged, and his strength renewed.



“You can fight them! You can!” Sheila jumped for joy, hope filling her heart.



“That was too close,” he said. He scanned the skies, both eyes in sharp focus. “Quick, there are others coming this way. Come on, run!” He led her towards a cave that he spotted not far away.



As soon as they had entered it, however, their surroundings seemed to dissolve and change. They found themselves in a strange hallway lined with doors. Dim green light from the far end of the hall illuminated the way, and from the cracks in the doors, came light of other colors, from red to yellow to white.



A ferocious-looking demon with the legs of a bull and the head of a white wolf and a battle axe turned and spotted them. A snake growing from its back hissed at them.



“Quick!” Sheila called, opening the door next to her. She tumbled through it, but when he attempted to follow the door had already slammed shut and was locked.



The demon, a molydeus, was almost upon him, and it was swinging a wicked looking battle axe.



Matt lunged for the door across the hall, and tumbled through. Little did he realize that like Sheila, he had walked through a one way door to the lair of a demon.



He was ankle deep in hot water, inside of a cave. The walls were illuminated by an intense red glow.



“Sheila!” he called, spinning around.



She was not there. The room was unoccupied, from what he could tell. The cavern was ringed with a series of stalactites and stalagmites that formed a wall, there was only darkness beyond. One side of the room had a smooth rock formation that protruded from the shallow water to form an island large enough to lie on.



The cave was about the size of a typical living room, and there were a few shelves with books and candles.



Opposite from the side of the room with the island, the floor beneath the water seemed to drop away, the water was deep and black.



No, there was something there. As he watched, a female slowly emerged from the water. She possessed surpassing beauty, dark red lips curled in a seductive smile and her steaming curves were dripping with rivulets of hot water from the water she had just emerged from. The sight of her generous curves and nearly hairless pussy almost overwhelmed Matt. He took note of her horns, bat-like wings, and a tail, and even if he had no idea what a succubus was, he suspected it would tempt him in order to defeat him.



He made a lunge for her, sure that he would break her scrawny neck with a quick twist, but the floor was too slippery and he couldn’t pounce as fast as he hoped. She dodged and levitated to one side. He plunged into the hot water, creating an enormous splash that rebounded throughout the room.



He was now submerged in the water, heated from a hot spring somewhere. It made his body tingle all over and he shut his eyes tight to keep the water from stinging them. He kicked for the ground below and felt nothing but water. With a stroke from his arms, he reached the surface, sputtering, and hurriedly wiped the water from his face. Blinking, he scanned every corner of the room only to find the succubus reclining on a rock as if it were as soft as a couch.



She was propped up on one elbow and smiling with amusement. Matt’s body was growing hotter every second he stayed in the water, and the heat was making him dizzy. Her sexy laugh was quite unmistakable, even amidst the splashing and through his waterlogged ears. He struggled to pull himself up out of the water. The rock was smooth and slippery and he was forced to reach forward, place his palms flat on the rock and very slowly push his body up out of the water until he could lift a knee up over the ledge.



“My my, what have we here,” she mused, as his muscles flexed and he made his way up onto the ledge. “Such an amazing specimen. You look good enough to eat.”



Matt was so dizzy he could barely take a step forward. Was it the heat, or something else? He took a step forward and clenched his fist. He tried to reach back, but his body would not respond.



“I wouldn’t bother trying to kill me in my own lair. You don’t have a prayer in hell.” She giggled. “Oh, I rarely get to use that one,” she sighed wistfully. “Really, big man, why bother?”



She took a bottle of perfume down from a shelf. Pointing it at Matt’s face, she squeezed the pink bladder several times, releasing a series of pink clouds that floated towards him.



His cock twitched with the very first puff of perfume that hit his nostrils, the flowery musk made his mind spin harder with each cloud that hit.



She walked up to him and pressed her fingertips against his rigid abs. “Truly amazing. Who are you?”



“I don’t know,” he managed dumbly. “Call me Matt.”



“That’s better,” she said, confident that he would not try to kill her anymore. “Mine is Aryella. Pleased to meet you.” She was close enough to sniff his cock, and she immediately sensed that he had been with another woman. The other thing she sensed was that he was a very pure soul. Practically a virgin.



“This Sheila you’ve been fooling around with, she can’t make you feel anything close to what you’re about to experience,” she went on, moving closer to him. Her face was about the height of his sternum, and she was very close to him.



“Oh my, oh my oh my!” she exclaimed. “I know I smell pussy here, but there’s something else I smell. Have you never, not once–”



Her green eyes burst into fire for a moment as she reached out to cradle his heavy nut sac. “You’re practically, for all intents and purposes, a virgin! What’s more, you’ve lived a long life. A long, horrible life no doubt, because for all those years you never once spilled your load! You never came! Not once! Not once!”



Aryella could hardly contain her excitement, and as she massaged Matt’s nuts, his cock grew rock hard and he shuddered. Her eyes continued to burn with green flames until she finally pulled her hand away.



Despite the way that evil intent was written all over her face, Matt found himself fantasizing about doing Aryella in all sorts of ways. His mind was not his own. He needed to escape, but where was he?



“Where am I?” he managed.



“You are in a small pocket dimension near both hell and the astral plane. It’s not much, but I’m sure you’ll find it cozy enough.” Aryella had woven many spells through her little room-sized realm, and she took pride in it. “Have a seat on that rock,” she added. “I wasn’t expecting such a special occasion.”



“What to wear,” she mused to herself, standing on the far end of the room. She turned her back to Matt and snapped her fingers. A full length mirror rose up out of the water and she posed in front of it. With a small arcane gesture, her reflection was suddenly clothed in lacy red lingerie, her ample breasts pushed up high and spilling out of half cup corset.



“What do you think, too tacky?” she asked as she looked at Matt’s reaction through the mirror. “How about this?”



She waved her hand and now her reflection had her wearing a Catholic schoolgirl’s outfit, except the pleated skirt was too short to be believed, and she wore thigh high stockings instead of socks. Her reflection’s dark hair was done up in cute curly pigtails.



“Not bad,” she chuckled. She turned to face him, and as she turned the outfit appeared on her. In one quick movement, she was modeling the schoolgirl outfit for him while giving him a mischievous smirk.



“I don’t understand how you got to live your whole life without letting loose a little steam, but I imagine that religion had something to do with it. I chose this outfit because it seems to be popular among repressed men. You must have been very, very repressed.” As she said that, she pursed her lips into a kissy face.



“I don’t know,” he replied. “I wish I did, I would tell you if I could.”



“You poor, poor thing. Don’t worry, as I begin to taste you, I’ll learn,” she said, strutting towards him while unbuttoning her blouse. Her horns and tail, those signs of her demonic nature, faded from sight. She looked like a young girl but her steps were hypnotic.



The red light in the cavern grew dim, replaced only by a white light on Aryella. She seemed to be walking on dry ground now, and for some reason she was not growing closer. It didn’t matter, Matt enjoyed watching her walk, watching her hips sway. She removed her blouse entirely and her heavy breasts were encased in a naughty red satin bra.



“Let’s get to know you, while you get to know me,” Aryella said, twisting the ends of her pigtails around her fingers and then releasing them with a bounce. “We’ll need some scenery.”



Illumination to the background returned, but now they appeared to be in a secluded forest. Actually it seemed to be a park, because there was a path, and Matt was seated on a bench. Aryella sat down next to him.



“Let’s cuddle for a moment,” she said, leaning her head against his muscular arm.



Her touch sent a warm tingling throughout his body. Even her clothes turned him on, the feel of the fabric of her skirt and her stockings against his hip and leg made his heart beat faster. He sensed that she was moving in on her prey.



She sensed something else. He had the mark of a guardian angel upon him.



She cursed, realizing that in order to make a move she would have to confront the angel. Succubi were terrible against angels, since angels lacked sexual ability. Even the weakest angel would defeat her.



“Please, don’t do this,” he said, sensing her hesitation. “Let me go.”



“For now, make yourself comfortable,” she said, getting up and walking away. The scenery, her schoolgirl outfit, everything melted away and they were back in her cavern.



She pulled a massive tome off of a shelf and began paging through it. She stretched out her wings once more, flipping pages until she suddenly stopped.



Lifting a wing, she looked closely at Matt’s marking, and back at the marking on the page. “Rigel,” she breathed.



Rigel was a minor fallen angel. Since Matt’s guardian was a fallen angel, there had to be a dark purpose behind the mark. Rigel probably singled out Matt for a particularly terrible fate, one that would not only condemn his soul but be a victory for the dark dominion as well.



This was troubling to Aryella, because she hardly felt a victory for the dark dominion was necessary. Mankind was nothing but a playground of corrupted souls to her. Why bother making a point of it when no one in heaven was going to listen anyway?



She read a few words about Rigel, trying to make up her mind. The book didn’t have much to say. She decided to take her chances, but there was still the problem of dealing with the mark.



“Matt, is there something you’re not telling me?” She figured he must have been someone of great stature in life, a religious leader perhaps, or some kind of pope. Devouring his spirit elements would elevate her status considerably.



“I told you, I don’t remember.”



“You told me you wish you knew. I could help you remember,” she added, in her most helpful and sincere tone of voice.



“Really? How?” Somehow he was already onto her. “If it means sex, I don’t believe you.”



“Just one quickie. I’ll tap into your memories. We can experience them together.”



Matt shook his head. His cock was rapidly hardening.



“Not even a quickie? I’ve been so bored and lonely,” she teased.



“I don’t want to die,” he said.



“You’re already dead, but I see what you mean,” she shrugged. “You don’t want your soul being reduced to cosmic waste, ash, or whatever else it might be. But is hell so much better?”



“No,” he said defiantly. “I abhor you, creature! Let me go!”



“You holier-than-thou types can be so stubborn without the proper ambiance,” she sighed. The cavern grew dim once more, and Aryella enfolded herself in her leathery red wings.



When the light returned, it was from a massive window occupying the entire wall of a spacious bedroom overlooking an ocean vista. On one side of the room, the coast could be seen curving away, dotted with hillside villas. On the other side, white sand beaches.



The room itself had sparse, modern decor, and Aryella was standing near a footstool wearing a simple bikini. Once more, the horns, tail, and wings were gone. Matt was sitting on the edge of a massive bed.



“Just one quickie, I promise you’ll be fine,” she said, crawling up onto him, straddling his thigh. She sauntered over, swinging her hips. Her breasts were practically spilling out of her stringy top, and her juicy pussy was pressing hard against the confines of her thong.



She straddled one of his muscular thighs and ground her bikini-clad snatch on his upper thigh. She leaned forward, and her fingertips tingled as they stroked his broad chest.



She leaned closer, bringing her cleavage in gentle contact with his balls. He could feel her hot breath on his cock. It was already hard, but now it was straining so hard he could barely think. He felt a burning in his chest and his cock was throbbing and twitching uncontrollably. Aryella’s hair fell about her shoulders and tickled his abdomen. She tossed it to one side with a turn of her head and looked up at Matt with a sideways gaze. Her mouth was open, an open invitation to his aching desire.



“I’ll take your silence as a yes. One quickie.”



She took his veiny shaft in one hand, propping herself up over him with the other hand. Her fingers felt hot and silky, and relieved some of the agonizing twitching. Instead he felt a strong ache and throb, as his pleasure began to mount.



She licked the sensitive underside of his cock, and squeezed his shaft, stroking it up and down steadily. In seconds, his cock was about to erupting, and she locked her lips around it, drinking every drop of him down.



Matt felt an orgasm for the first time, intense but premature, and it left his whole body feeling tense and shaky. “Was that, did I come?”



“You most certainly did,” Aryella replied. There was condescension in her voice.



“Did you have to finish me off so quick?” Matt felt used, almost abused, having come so quick.



“Oh, why no. But unless you start being a little more compliant, I am not sure I want to do you any favors. You have a lot of spirit elements in you and I don’t feel like stretching this process out.”



“You want what? What about telling me who I am, why I am here, how I died?”



“You came too quickly,” she lied. “Besides, I was completely distracted by how good you taste.”



“You told me-”



“I tried. It’s a process. Next time you won’t cum so quickly.”



She smiled, and before he could say no, she let her breasts push up around his cock. A warm, sticky ooze seemed to seep out of her nipples, and she smeared it up and over his shaft, against his hips and abs. His skin lit up with sensitivity wherever the liquid touched. Up and down she pressed, coating his cock and hips in a film of warm goo.

Wolves



For as long as I can remember, I’ve had this fantasy about being made love to by more than one man. I don’t mean rape; I mean being made love to. I can’t even tell you when I started thinking about and wanting this or even when it became a conscious desire. It was something that I accepted as a part of me. I didn’t think that I was crazy or anything like that, it just…was.



My name is Allie Walker. I have never been married although I am far from being pure. I am what would be considered a big woman, I am short somewhere around five feet two inches, very dark skinned with a short afro. I don’t consider myself ugly by any means but I’m not beautiful either, I just am.



I live in Virginia in the Blue Ridge Mountains not far from the Roanoke River. The house that I live in was built by my great grandfather and has been in the family ever since. I don’t know if any of you have been to this part of the country but it is simply breathtaking. It almost feels like another world, in the winter when it snows it looks exactly like something that Thomas Kincaide or another famous artist would paint, the spring and fall are just as breathtaking.



I live pretty far from town with no close neighbors which is fine by me. The only visitors I get are hikers that have gotten lost which happen quite a bit. Other than that I spend my time alone. I don’t really work because my parents left me fairly well off. I do however write for a website, I write articles about anything that tickles my fancy and I get paid quite well for it. I don’t really consider it work because I enjoy doing it.



I keep myself occupied by reading, watching movies and television and playing games on the internet. On occasion, I’ll call one of my cousins who lives in sunny California and catch up on the latest going ons in the family. She’s been trying to talk me into moving out there but I don’t want to, I like it here too much.



It’s now September and time for me to start getting ready for the winter months. It’s not unusual for me to get stuck up her for a couple of weeks at a time so I like to be prepared. My list of supplies is on the table waiting for me as I make one last check on my supplies. I checked the gas supply for the generator and decide that I’d better pick up a few extra gallons; I have more than enough oil for my lamps and enough batteries of every kind to open my own store.



The last thing that I check is my toy drawer, in it I have every kind of sex toy that I can think of. Just looking at them makes me tingle. I have time to pleasure myself before I make the drive into town I decide. I totally strip and lay on my bed; I have a ritual you see. I always start with my breast, I don’t know why; I just do. My nipples are already hard with anticipation of what I’m going to do next; I am blessed with breasts large enough that I can suck on my own nipples. Whenever I do, I imagine that the tongue licking them belongs to someone else. I lick and suck one and then the other imagining a mouth on each nipple. I reached into my drawer and took out two little suction cups that fit onto my nipples and I squeeze moaning at the sensation of the suction. I squeezed each cup several times squeezing my legs together as the sensation traveled to between my legs making my clit throb. I take my time with this, part of the game is seeing how long I can hold off before I let myself orgasm. Sometimes to make things interesting, I won’t pleasure myself for several days, this time it’s been two days.



It isn’t long before I can’t help myself, I don’t even need a vibrator to go over the edge. I take one hand and place it between my legs while the other one continues to squeeze the suction cups on my nipples. I make little circles around my clit and then I’m over the edge. I don’t try to keep my moans of pleasure quiet, who’s going to hear me? Afterwards, as I’m recovering, I wished that there was someone else to do this for me. It’s been a very long time since I’ve been with a man, months in fact. The last one was a hiker who got lost but as good as it was; it wasn’t enough.



I got dressed, grabbed my list and jumped into my van. It was late afternoon and I knew that Tony, the store manager was waiting for me. He had already called to let me know that my supplies were ready to be picked up and that he would be happy to load them for me.



I was surprised to see that the store was closed when I got there but he was waiting for me, as always he made some comment about pleasing me.



“You know, there is more than one way to please a person.” he said with a grin.



Usually I ignore the comments but today was different. I don’t know whether it was because I was still unsatisfied from the earlier orgasm or if I was just realizing how handsome he was but I decided to take him up on his offer. He wasn’t married or involved with anyone and we were both consenting adults and I really needed something other than my toys and my hand.



“Put your money where your mouth is.” I told him.



I think he was actually surprised when I accepted. Once he got over his surprise, he took my hand and led me to the back room where he kept a cot just in case he got snowed in. I can see that he is already hard in anticipation of our unscheduled afternoon sex. He grabbed me before I had a chance to say anything and kissed me hard at first and then he gentled, the last kiss I had was from that hiker and it was nothing like this. His mouth moved from my mouth to my neck licking and sucking it as his hands went under my shirt. My hands were trying to pull his shirt out of his jeans; this was lust in its purest form. Tony grabbed my hands and held them as he kissed me again.



“Slow down, we have to slow down. I’ve waited so long for this.” he murmured.



I had no idea of what he was talking about and to be honest with you, I didn’t care. Minutes later, we were both naked, it didn’t occur to me to be conscious about my body and apparently Tony had no issues with it judging by his reaction. He kissed my shoulders where my bra had made marks because of the heaviness of my breast. I moaned as he took them into his hands and kneaded them running his thumbs over the now erect nipples.



“I knew that they would be beautiful!” he said as he took a nipple into his mouth and sucked one and then the other.



He then put the nipples together and took both of them into his mouth and sucked hard. I swear to you that I almost came. I pushed my chest into his face trying to encourage him not to stop, I was almost there and then he stopped. I could feel his cock pressing into me and I ground against it trying to maneuver it so that it would slide between my legs but he had other ideas.



“Lay on the cot.” he instructed.



After I was lying down, he knelt beside me and began to kiss his way down my body starting with my mouth. His right hand was stroking my stomach and was headed to between my legs, he stroked me everywhere but where I wanted him to. He kept me tottering just on the edge, when he sensed that I was about to come, he moved his hand to another part of my body. Finally, he was where I needed him to be, he didn’t need to tell me what to do; I opened my legs as wide as I could and waited.



The wait seemed to be a long time so I opened my eyes and looked at him. His green eyes glittered as he looked at me, and then suddenly, he was on me sucking and licking me until I screamed only vaguely remembering that someone might hear me.



When he was finished, he moved to the head of the bed and offered me his throbbing cock which I took without hesitation. I licked and sucked on the large head until he was moaning for me to end it but I didn’t. Who knew when this would happen again? I let is cock fall out of my mouth and stroked it relishing the feel of the soft skin in my hands. I took one heavy ball into my mouth and then the other sucking each one gently.



“Allie! For God’s sake end this!” he moaned.



I released his balls and took his cock back into my mouth, I swiped my tongue along the underside where the head met the shaft, I sucked and licked until he came in my mouth and even then I didn’t stop. Without missing a beat, he was between my legs and was ramming himself into me.



“Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” I begged.



This time he listened to me, we came clinging to each other. For several minutes neither of us moved nor spoke. Tony held me close as if we were lovers instead of two horny people who needed some relief. Afterwards, Tony dressed and went to load up the van while I dressed. I had expected us to feel awkward around each other given what had just happened between us, but we didn’t. As a matter of fact, he actually kissed me and told me to be careful driving home.



I drove home feeling as sated as I’d ever been, I relished the feel of Tony’s semen as it leaked from me, the thought that we’d had unprotected sex occurred to me. The thought of a baby wasn’t an unwelcome one but I knew my body, I wasn’t ovulating. As I unloaded my supplies, I realized that I didn’t go to the post office, my winter reading order was waiting for me. It would just give me another reason to go into town I thought.



I had enough food and supplies to feed a small army I realized but better safe than sorry as my dad used to say. I went into the spare bedroom and checked on what jigsaw puzzles I had, if I was going to make another trip into town, I’d buy a few more. Other than my books at the post office, I was fully prepared to spend the winter alone.



The next week I went into town to pick up my books and made another visit to the store under the premise of forgetting something. Once again we had incredible earth shaking sex, afterwards I thought that the only thing that would have made it perfect is if there had been more than one of him but beggars can’t be choosers can they?



“There’s a storm headed this way, do you have everything that you need?” he asked as we got dressed.



“Yes, thanks.” I replied and made some comment about the early storm.



“You be careful up there, I don’t want anything to happen to you.” he replied.



Before he let me out of the store, he gave me a hug and a kiss. I had the feeling that he wanted to tell me something but changed his mind.



“Just be careful alright?” he said giving me a final kiss.



The predicted storm hit three days later. At first I could see several yards beyond the van, by afternoon I couldn’t see beyond the van by early evening I couldn’t see the van at all. I looked up at the sky watching the snow as it fell and sighed. I was going to be stuck for at least three to four days if not longer. I changed into my flannel pajamas, checked my flashlights and oil lamps and settled down to read.



I must have dozed off because I jumped awake to a banging on the door. I frowned wondering who would be stupid enough to be out in this weather. I crept toward the door and peeked out around the curtain, there stood four of what had to be most gorgeous men I had ever seen. I cracked the door open and spoke to them.



“Can I help you?”



“Hello, we were headed up the mountain and got caught in the storm. I know its stupid but none of us listened to the weather before we left. Could we possibly use your phone?”



“I’m sorry but the phone’s are out already.” I replied, “But you can come in and wait, they might be back up soon but I doubt it.”



I know that I was being too trusting but I couldn’t let them freeze to death could I? And after all, this was as close to my fantasy that I was probably going to get. They introduced themselves as Matt, Louis, Paul and Kevin. It was clear that Matt was the one in charge.



“Kev and Paul, why don’t you grab the bags out of the truck?”



I watched as they ran out to the truck and grabbed three bags. The snow was falling so hard that I almost couldn’t see them until they were back on the porch. I stepped aside and let them in getting a really good look at them, gorgeous was an understatement.



“What’s your name?” Matt asked me.



“Allie Walker.”



“Well Allie Walker, why are you up here alone?”



I explained to him how the house had been in my family for generations and that I liked it here. It dawned on me that they might be hungry. As it turned out, they hadn’t eaten anything since lunch. I cooked a huge meal and had a blast doing it; it was nice to cook for someone other than myself. When dinner was over, they insisted on cleaning the kitchen.



“It’s the least that we can do.” Matt said when I objected.



I looked outside; the snow was still falling heavily. They wouldn’t be going anywhere tonight.



“It looks like you’re stranded here at least for tonight. I have a couple of extra rooms that you can use if you want.”



“Thank you for your kindness.” Matt said with a smile.



I love men with dimples, I love men that are tall and I especially love men with long hair as long as it is neat and well kept and these guys had all of the above in spades. I think the shortest of them was around six-four with Matt topping that by a good three inches. I could see myself smushed between the four of them. As I looked at Matt, I thought that he reminded me of someone but I couldn’t think of who. I did find out that they were all brothers and none of them married.



“Why aren’t any of you married?” I asked. Matt was the oldest at thirty-five although he looked much younger with the youngest of them, Paul being thirty.



I caught a look that passed between them, I don’t know what it meant but it set me a tingling.



“Women seem to have a problem with us.” Kevin said.



This piqued my interest.



“You all seem like nice guys, what problems could a woman have with you?” I asked.



“Thank you for opening up your home to us.” Matt said not answering my question.



I showed them to the spare bedrooms and the bathroom and then said goodnight.



It was well after two am before I settled down for the night, I usually slept in the nude for easy access to my body but with four men in the house I decided that it might not be a good idea. I woke up to the smell of breakfast and coffee. I went downstairs after putting on a housecoat to find the table set and breakfast ready.



“You didn’t have to do this.” I said but secretly I loved it. This was part of my fantasy; it was part of being made love to. Once again I wondered why these guys weren’t married; their wives would be very lucky women. Kevin fixed my plate and sat it in front of me while Matt sat next to me.



“Don’t you ever get lonely up here alone?” he asked.



“Sometimes but I find things to do.” I replied taking a bite of the bacon that was cooked to perfection.



“Do you get visitors?”



“Not many and those are usually people like you that have gotten lost.” I replied.



Breakfast was absolutely delicious probably because it was cooked and served by four gorgeous men. This was something that I was going to remember to the end of my days.



I never saw Kevin move behind me, I only knew that he was there because he was rubbing my shoulders.



“You are a beautiful woman, much too beautiful to be alone.” he said as his hands kneaded the back of my neck, “Don’t you agree Louis?” he asked.



“Wholeheartedly.” Louis replied as he knelt to one side of me, “and I think that Paul would also agree.”



As if on cue, Paul was kneeling on the other side of me. I was getting nervous, not afraid really but just nervous. Something was happening here that I didn’t understand. Matt knelt in front of me and untied my robe and unbuttoned my pajama top.



“They’re right you know. You are beautiful” Matt said.



I’d been called a lot of things in my life including the dreaded “N” word but never beautiful. I didn’t say anything as Matt stroked my now exposed breasts.



“Take us to your room.” he murmured as he ran a finger over a hard nipple.



“Why?” I asked already knowing the answer. The thing that I had always wanted was going to happen and I was afraid.



“Take us to your room now.” Matt said his tone firm but not mean. He was someone who was used to being in charge and not used to being questioned.



I stood up on shaky legs and looked at each of them; the bulge in their jeans was hard to miss. I led the way to my room and stood at the foot of the bed.



“Strip.” Paul said, his tone just as firm as Matt’s had been.



I hesitated.



“Are you going to rape me?” I asked nervously.



“Would you like us to?” Matt asked.



“No!” I said quickly.



Kevin moved closer to me and kissed me.



“Good, I’m going to tell you why women have issues with us. We like to have sex together with one woman. Most women can’t handle that, can you?” Kevin asked as he kissed me again.



“We also like to use toys, do you like toys Allie?” Paul asked as he took one of my nipples into his mouth.



I gasped at the sensation. I could feel someone behind me; Matt.



“We also enjoy some pain but it’s alright if you don’t. Have you ever tried pain during sex?” Louis asked as he took my other nipple into his mouth and bit down hard enough to sting but not really hurt.



Matt was behind me running his hands over my ass before putting them into the waist of my pajama bottoms.



“And sometimes, we like to touch each other while we’re having sex with a woman, can you handle that?” Matt asked.



By this time the house could have been on fire and I wouldn’t have cared. My entire body trembled as hands and mouths explored my body.



“Allie.” Matt said gently, “Will you fuck with us?”



“God yes!” I moaned as someone put a hand down the front of my pajama bottoms.



‘One more thing.” Matt said, “The only thing that we ask is that you give us the pain that we ask for; if you want pain, then tell us. We will always listen to what you want and need.”



I agreed without hesitation, I had never seen two men together and the idea intrigued me, no it aroused me even more than I was. Matt moved from behind me and eased me to the bed. Paul and Louis sucked and nipped at my nipples sending me to seventh heaven while Kevin took my legs, peeled off my pajama bottoms and handed my legs to Matt who was at my head. He spread my legs as wide as they would go giving Kevin access to my throbbing, wet pussy.



“Open your mouth.” Matt said firmly.



As soon as I opened my mouth, he leaned forward and slipped his cock in slowly. I began to suck at him trying not to bite as the others sucked, licked and ate at me. I screamed around Matt’s cock as I felt Kevin slide two fingers inside of me and began to thrust them in and out. Just before I came, they changed positions until Matt was between my legs. Kevin held my legs as Matt had, his cock in my mouth. Then Matt was inside of me. His thrusts were slow and each time he was deep inside of me, he swiveled his hips and rubbed against my clit. I was going to come this time and there was nothing that anyone could do to stop it. Kevin came in my mouth as the Paul and Louis stroked themselves as they continued to suck my now sore, swollen and sensitive nipples. Matt came with a growl deep inside of me and still he rammed into me. I came screaming like a banshee very glad that there were no close neighbors.



I was soaked with sweat and breathing hard from my exertions by the time they were done. All of them crawled into the bed with me each touching me somewhere. Matt was behind me, spooning me, Kevin was in front of me with his arm around me and Matt, Paul’s head rested on my thigh and Louis’ head was against my legs. It sounds like it would be uncomfortable but it wasn’t, I felt more secure than I had in my entire life.



I woke up to soft moans; Paul was stroking Louis’ cock. As soon as they realized that I was awake, Louis reached between my legs and began to stroke me until I was moaning with him. Kevin woke up and began to suck my nipple.



“I want your ass.” Matt whispered into my ear.



I felt him place his cock between my cheeks and gently push and prod until he found my virgin opening. I felt pressure as the head of his cock pushed against me.

“Relax.” he crooned into my ear.



“Paul, suck on her clit.” Matt said.



Suddenly, one leg was being held up in the air and I felt a tongue licking me, I was going to come. At the same time, Matt continued pushing into me. I felt the large head of his cock enter me and it hurt. He stopped and let me adjust before he continued. Finally, I felt his pelvis against my ass.



“I’m in baby and you feel so good.” he panted as he began making short thrust inside of me.



Gradually the pain disappeared and was replaced by a deep pleasure. I had never thought about anal sex before and I was finding that I enjoyed it. It wasn’t long before I came with Paul sucking on my clit and Matt thrusting into me from behind. Kevin came while stroking himself while sucking on my nipple while Louis sat back and watched stroking himself until he came on my thigh.



Matt was the first to recover.



“Get cleaned up and meet us downstairs, we have things to talk about.” he told me.



When they left the room, I took a long hot shower. As soon as the warm water hit my nipples I came, I couldn’t help it. I came again when I washed my ass and pussy; this was so much better than any fantasy that I had dreamt up.



Breakfast was ready by the time I made it downstairs. Louis held my chair for me as I sat down while Matt fixed my plate. After breakfast, they shooed me to the living room.



“Read or whatever it is you do.” Matt said kissing me and tapping me on the ass.



I was in the middle of a scrabble game on my laptop when they came in. Matt sat next to me on my left; Kevin sat to my right, with Paul and Louis on the floor in front of me each of them rubbing a foot.



“Allie, do you know how remarkable you are?” Matt asked, “You were perfectly comfortable with making love with us not even flinching when we touched each other. Very few women could do that.”



Making love? Whatever happened to fucking? I wondered. So I decided to ask.



“What happened to fucking?” I asked.



They all looked at each other and nodded.



“At first it was just fucking but once we knew that you were who we thought you were, it became making love.” Matt said, “Allie, you belong to us.”



“What do you mean belong to you?” I asked, “After the storm you’ll be gone” I replied.



Matt looked as if he was trying to decide whether to tell me something or not and then decided to tell me.



“Allie, you are our mate. We’re werewolves.” Matt said as if he was offering me a chair.



“What? Werewolves? You don’t look like werewolves!” I said never mind the fact that I had no idea of what a werewolf was supposed to look like.



“Didn’t you wonder about our stamina?” Kevin asked.



“Yes but…” I faltered when I looked into Matt’s green eyes.



They glittered and I saw something move behind them. I looked at Kevin next, his eyes were a light brown but I saw the same thing. It was the same with Paul and Louis. I was angry.



“That’s just freaking great!” I said, “so now what? After the storm you go away until next winter?” I asked not even addressing the werewolf issue.



“Allie, sweetheart, you’re not listening.” Matt said, “We belong together, all six of us. You are our mate.”



Six? There’s another one? What seemed to be a million questions flooded my brain, how was this possible?



“Allie, we’ve known about you for the past six months, we waited until now because you wouldn’t have invited us in otherwise.” Louis said as he rubbed my foot.



“How? Oh god.” I moaned not even knowing where to start with my questions.



Matt took over and began to explain things.



“Every few hundred years our family is blessed with having one mate for all of the brothers. The last time it happened was probably well over six hundred years ago, those would be our great grandfathers. They are all alive and well but have stepped down and handed control of the pack to their sons who each had their own mate, these are our grandfathers. Our father has passed control of the pack to us and we are the selected ones to have one mate for all of us. No one knows why or how, it just is.”



He went on to explain how they were almost immortal in that they could live for thousands of years which prompted the question.



“What happens to me? I’m human. Do you find another woman or what?” I asked.



“No love, there’s a ceremony that we go through that will make you as we are. It involves some pain and a lot of love making.” Kevin replied, “But we will be taking a majority of the pain.”



I had to bite each and every one of them and they had to bite me, according to Paul, I would be one sick puppy for a day or so. The question was did I want to do this? And then I had a question.



“What about this full moon thing?”



Louis chuckled, “That’s true to an extent but the fact is that we can change at anytime, the full moon just makes it easier. Having said that, you will always be safe with us, even in our wolf form; we will know you, your scent is imbedded in our brain.”



“The question that we have for you,” Matt said, “is if you will agree to the mate to the five of us.”



“Where is the other one?” I asked.



“Not far. Why don’t you go upstairs and relax? We’ll take care of things down here.”



I knew what he was doing he was giving me time to think about my answer. The bed was freshly made, the dirty sheets were in the hamper but I could still smell the scent of love being made. I lay on the bed and closed my eyes and tried to work through all of the information that I had just received but all I saw was four men making love to me. I opened my eyes when I sensed that I wasn’t alone. Matt was standing in the doorway watching me, for the barest of seconds; I saw his wolf in his eyes. Without speaking, he crossed the room and got into bed with me. I snuggled next to him as he put an arm around me; I closed my eyes and fell asleep.



I was woken by a kiss on my cheek and by several bodies all with erections surrounding me and I wanted to touch them all. Matt spoke first.



“Touch yourself, make yourself come for us.”



Without thinking about it, I opened my robe and pulled up my nightgown and began to pleasure myself. It wasn’t hard to become aroused, all I had to do was look around me and remember how it felt to be made love to by these four men who said that I belonged to them but did they belong to me? It was important that I know that this wasn’t a one way street.



One of them, Paul; moved my hand and replaced it with his tongue.



“Do you belong to me?” I asked moaning as a nipple went into Kevin’s mouth.



“Yes.” four voices replied as one, “We are yours.”



Louis was sucking on the other nipple so hard that it was painful. When I whimpered he backed off and licked it until the pain was gone. After that he sucked just hard enough that it was almost to the point of pain but not quite. Matt touched my cheek with his cock prompting me to open my mouth. I heard him groan as I sucked on the head.



“Allie, bite it.”



I hesitated, that would hurt.



“You promised to give us whatever pain we asked for, so bite my cock.” he insisted.



I bit down gently and I heard him moan in appreciation.



“Harder.” he moaned.



Once again I bit down and once again he groaned in pleasure.



“Again!” he screamed.



And I bit. I felt him shoot into my mouth as he screamed his release. Kevin and Louis were on their knees on either side of me their erections pointing directly at me. I took a cock in each hand and stroked and pulled until they both came with loud moans. Paul was now inside of me slowly pumping in and out, his eyes closed totally oblivious to everything around him. I tightened my muscles around him breaking his concentration. Kevin reached down and rubbed my clit as Paul pumped faster and faster until he came saying my name. Kevin rubbed my clit faster until finally I came as well. I fell asleep with hands and lips kissing and touching me.



The next time I woke up it was past lunch, Matt was sitting on the bed waiting for me to wake up. He greeted me with a soft kiss.



“Lunch is ready whenever you are.” he said as he got up to leave.



I took a shower and changed into a clean nightgown although I don’t know why I bothered. Lunch was absolutely delicious. Paul made a peach pie from canned peaches that had I not known any better, I would have sworn that they were fresh. I made him promise to tell me how he did it. After lunch, matt took me to the living room leaving the others to clean the kitchen.



“Allie, do you understand what’s happening here?” he asked.



“I understand what you’re saying but I don’t understand how it’s possible for me to be the mate to five of you.” I replied.



Matt looked surprised.



“That wasn’t the question that I was expecting” he said with a smile.



“What question were you expecting?” I asked.



“I was expecting you to ask if we were really werewolves, some mates still question it even though they see It.” he replied.



I could understand that but I knew and trusted what I saw.



“I have a question for you.” I said, “Why did you wait to come to me?”



“It’s like I said earlier, if we had come in the spring or summer you wouldn’t have let us in. Believe me when I say that we wanted to come long before now, it was all that we could do to stay away from you. One of us was always nearby, you were never really alone.”



It hit me that he probably knew about the hiker, I felt the need to explain but Matt shushed me.



“No explanations are necessary, we didn’t expect you to be celibate and it’s not like you had a constant stream of men passing through.” he told me.



“You’re not angry?” I asked.



“No, we’re not angry. You didn’t know about us and if you had you wouldn’t have had sex with him. But I do have some things to tell you so that you can make an informed decision about whether to become our mate or not.”



Matt patted his lap indicating that I should sit there. I hesitated, I had never sat in anyone’s lap before and I thought myself too big for that kind thing, when I told him that he became irritated.



“Never say anything negative about yourself; we think that you are perfect as you are. Ask any of the others and they will tell you the exact same thing. I also speak for all of us when I say that we love you and will do whatever we need to in order to make you happy.”



I was dumbfounded.



“How can you say that? You don’t know anything about me.”



“You can learn a lot about a person by watching them.” Matt said, “And we know all we need to know. We belong together. What other questions do you have?”



I couldn’t think of anything but he did.



“Allie, our home is about one hundred miles north of here, there are many of us and as I explained, we are the ruling family. I am the leader of our pack and my brothers are my cabinet if you want to think of it like that. You are our first lady, in other words you carry a lot of clout but I have the final say. Once you decide whether to mate with us, we have to leave here and go home. We can leave the house as it is and come back from time to time if you like but we can’t live here.



If anything was going to be a deal breaker, then that was it. Leave my house? Matt didn’t say anything as I thought of a million things. I made myself slow down and take one thing at a time starting with the most important thing. I finally got what I wanted and it was better than I could have dreamed, was I going to let the fact that I couldn’t live in my house going to stop me from doing what I had always wanted and needed? Then I had another thought, babies? How would I know who the father was? And would it be born looking like as human or a furry little creature? I decided to ask.



“It won’t matter who the father is, we will all be their fathers as to what they will look like when they are born, they will look human and will grow as human children do until they are twenty-one. By then they will know how to survive in the world as a werewolf.”



I really needed time to think about this and I couldn’t do it sitting in Matt’s lap. What I really needed was to go for a walk but the storm was still raging but had decreased in its intensity. Matt let me up to go to my room. I lay on the bed where we all had just made love not that long ago and closed my eyes. These men accepted me as I was, they even considered me beautiful. I was being treated like a queen and I was completely sated sexually. What in the hell was I waiting for? Suddenly I realized that I was making this much harder than it needed to be, it was a yes or no question, did I want to be with the five of them? Yes, did I want to live with them for thousands of years? Yes, I wanted to wake up in a bed with the five of them surrounding me, have their children whether they are puppies or human.



I went back downstairs and found the four of them looking through my DVD collection.



“Cool! She doesn’t watch chick flicks!” Louis said happily.



“Amen to that!” Kevin said, “But look at her martial arts collection!” he said obviously pleased.



They were so engrossed with looking at my movies that they weren’t aware that I was standing behind them.



“Hey, she’s got the whole Ken Burns documentary on the civil war.” Matt said impressed, “and Gettysburg.” he added.



Paul was the only one who hadn’t commented yet but he soon did.



“She’s got like a ton of cook books! I hope that she brings them with her if she comes with us.”



I made a small noise and as one they turned around.



“I made my decision.” I said quietly.



The four of them stood frozen in place waiting for me to speak.



“Yes,” I said.



It took several seconds for it to sink in but when it did, I found myself surrounded by four big men. Matt picked me up first and kissed me before passing me to Kevin who passed me to Paul who then passed me to Louis who handed me back to Matt.



After the excitement died down, Matt sent me upstairs for a nap.



“You’re going to need it.” he said as he hugged me again.



I went back upstairs and lay down. The bed seemed too big without the others in it; I jumped when I heard someone behind me.



“Want some company?” Matt asked.



To be truthful, I did; I didn’t want to be alone and it wasn’t because of fear. I patted the empty space next to me. In three strides, he was at the side of the bed and then I was in his arms, I wanted to talk but he wanted me to sleep.



“Close your eyes.” he said as he lightly stroked my arm.



He spoke in a low soft voice that would lull any insomniac to sleep. When I woke up it was time for dinner, Paul had outdone himself. The pork roast was cooked to perfection with carrots and potatoes. Dessert was apple pie made from canned apples; I would definitely have to take my cookbooks for him. We talked quietly throughout the meal, apparently this mating thing was a big deal but I wasn’t nervous anymore, I was ready to do this.



After dinner, I was sent back upstairs.



“Take a nice hot shower and we’ll be up shortly.” Matt said.



Each of them kissed me murmuring a “thank you” against my lips afterwards. I wondered where the fifth brother was and when I would meet him. I took my time in the shower; I wanted to be sure that I was as clean as possible. When I came out of the bathroom, they were waiting for me, each of them holding a white ties and Matt held a blindfold.



Matt led me to the bed and sat me down.



“Allie, these are the ties of mating. You will be tied to the bed with these; it is a symbol that you trust us to care for you and not to cause you any unnecessary pain unless you wish it. Since our fifth brother isn’t here, I will apply his for him; the blindfold is for me to apply. Remember that I told you that the only real pain that you will feel is when we mark you but we will do it with as little pain as possible. If you need to stop, just say so and we’ll stop to let you rest.”



I had been under the impression that this wouldn’t take more than an hour or so, I was seriously mistaken.



“Just how long does this take?” I asked.



“All night, the marking will come at the end of the night. Are you ready for us?” Matt asked.



“Just one.” I replied, “What’s your last name?”



“Christianson and by the end of the night, that will be your name as well.”



Matt helped me into the bed and tied my right wrist to the bedpost while Kevin did the left one. Paul tied the right foot while Louis tied the left. After checking several times to make sure that the binds weren’t too tight, Matt applied the blindfold. I heard murmurs of approval as I lay quietly entrusting my safety into the hands of these men.



It seemed like a long time before anyone spoke but when they did, it was Matt.



“It is with great joy that we claim this woman Allie Walker as our mate. Allie we welcome you and pledge to you all that is ours including our bodies, our hearts, our souls and our minds. We swear that you will always be kept safe even at the cost of our lives.”



There was a moment of silence and then they started singing a song whose words I didn’t understand. Later I found out that it was a song only sung at matings such as ours. It was probably one of the most beautiful songs that I had ever heard. Its meaning was clear even though I didn’t understand the words. When the song was over, I heard the bedroom door open and then close.



“This is the part of the ceremony where each of us gets to spend time alone with you. We will each say the vows that we have prepared for you, none of us knows what the other is going to say but as Alpha, I go first followed by Kevin, then Louis and Paul. If the other brother were here, he would go after Kevin.”



I lay there blindfolded and bound to the bed as Matt said his vows to me, I cried as he promised love, protection and encouragement. I tried to stop crying, I still had three more men to go through. When he was finished, he kissed me and told me that he loved me. By the time Paul was through, the blindfold was soaked.



“Keep your eyes closed.” Paul said and then he replaced the soaked blindfold with a dry one.



Once again the bedroom door opened and I heard the other three walk in. I couldn’t tell who was where but only that all of them were there. I gasped when I felt a warm mouth on each of my nipples and another latch onto my clit. A fourth pair of hands massaged warm oil into my skin, I don’t know who was doing what when the orgasm came but it came hard and fast knocking the wind from my sails. I must have fainted because the next thing I knew; there was a cool wash cloth pressed against my forehead and a glass pressed against my lips.



“Welcome back baby.” Matt said as he gave me a sip of water, “Just little sips.” he said as he gave me another sip.



They gave me a ten minute respite before beginning again, I was moaning again and pulling against my restraints a few minutes later, I wanted to touch them. Paul whispered in my ear, “soon sweetheart.” I felt something being applied to my nipples, clamps but not the kind meant to cause pain; these were the rubber coated ones. I felt a tongue flicking across the tips of my nipples as the clamps vibrated on low speed, I cried out when I felt a vibrator against my clit and another against my anus each rubbing until I screamed. This orgasm was more intense than any I had had and I just couldn’t take anymore. I loved what was happening but I had to regroup. My mouth and mouth was dry from screaming so much and I needed to use the bathroom.



“Matt, I have to stop, I can’t….”



“It’s alright, you’re doing great.” he assured me.



I was released from my binds but told to keep my eyes closed until they left the room. Why I don’t know and it really didn’t matter. When I heard the door close, I opened my eyes; someone had thought enough to leave the lights off but the bathroom lights on. When I came out a large glass of orange juice sat on the bedside table, I gulped it down without stopping.



Thirty minutes later, there was a tap on the door. I was soon tied to the bed and blindfolded again. For the next thirty minutes, they talked to me about whatever came to mind. I was beginning to recognize each man by his touch. Matt’s touch was firm but gentle; it was the same no matter what he was doing whether it is sucking my clit or my nipples. Kevin’s touch was pure eroticism, he was the one that was massaging me with warm oil; he would make one hell of a massage therapist. Paul’s touch was the opposite of Matt’s, it was soft, teasing and he would be able to keep me on the edge of orgasm for hours if he chose to and then there was Louis, he was in a class all by himself, he was a combination of all three brothers present and probably the fourth, he had the most creative tongue of all of them but the others weren’t far behind. I couldn’t wait to find out what the fifth brother was like.

I lost track of how many orgasms I had and gave up trying to keep count. I felt my legs being untied and lifted in the air and then my hands were released. The blindfold remained on as Kevin lifted my head and gave me a drink of water.



“The time for the marking has come.” Matt said from between my legs, “we will each come inside of you and will mark you, you in turn will mark each of us wherever you choose.” he added.



I felt mouths on my nipples, Kevin and Paul’s. My legs were being held open by Louis as wide as they could go. I cried out when Matt slammed into me, he pumped slowly and deeply and when he felt me tighten around his cock, my legs were released so that he could lean forward. I felt a bite on my right shoulder and then warm blood trickle down and being lapped up. By the time the orgasm was over, the pain was gone leaving a dull ache that could be relieved by Advil and a hot shower. Matt’s orgasm began just as mine ended. I was vaguely aware of biting him although I couldn’t say where. I heard his howl of pain mixed in with the pleasure of his release.



Kevin was next. His mark going on my left shoulder, then Paul who marked me just below Matt and finally Louis whose mark was just below Kevin’s I wondered where the fifth mark would go. In each case, I knew that I had bitten a man, werewolf I mean but I didn’t know where. It turns out that I had bitten each man on the back of his left hand a fact that pleased them.



“It means that you love each of us equally.” Kevin explained.



By this time, I was punch drunk from exhaustion and I giggled uncontrollably causing my new mates to chuckle.



“Time to sleep love.” Matt said as he curled his body around mine.



“Okey dokey!” I replied giggling.



“She’s really looped.” Louis said laughing.



I woke up that evening feeling like I had been run over by a truck. Both shoulders hurt, oh hell; all of me hurt and let’s not forget the fever, chills, nausea and vomiting. Two of them were always with me, one to take me to the bathroom and the other to change the bed. The other two were in the kitchen preparing what they called the wedding meal. Through out the twenty-four hour process, they kept giving me sips of something that tasted like boiled weeds.



“Drink it; it will help with the pain and nausea.” Matt said as he poured the vile stuff into my mouth. I don’t know when I actually fell into a real sleep but I didn’t wake up until the next evening. Matt was sitting on the side of the bed reading when I finally woke up. The bed was clean and I was wearing a clean nightgown.



“Welcome back.” he greeted.



“Is it over?” I asked.



“It’s over for us; you still have a brother to mate with. You gave a good mark.” He said holding up his left hand.



I winced, that had to have hurt.



“Did it hurt?” I asked feeling guilty.



“Hell yeah! But it’s fine. See? It’s already healed.”



A tap on the door interrupted us.



“Enter.” Matt called.



Kevin, Paul and Louis came into the bedroom.



“How is our mate?” Paul asked as he greeted me with a kiss.



“I’m fine, how are you guys?” I asked.



“Perfect!” Kevin said as he held up his left hand. I had marked each of them on the left hand. I had a vague recollection of Matt saying that it was a good thing.



“I hope that you’re hungry.” Louis said, “Dinner is ready.”



I was famished, and dinner was fabulous like always. The storm had let up but we weren’t going anywhere for at least three more days. We used the time to pack up my books and whatever else I thought I might want. I had to remember that they only had a truck so I couldn’t take my rocking chair and my hope chest.



“We’ll send someone after it in the spring.” Matt told me.



During that time my education as a werewolf began, the first attempts to change were hilarious and I could tell they were trying hard not to laugh.



“Come on guys, this is as funny as hell!” I said when I looked in the mirror and saw only one ear had managed to change.



What I found interesting was that Matt told me that not all female mates are able to change; it’s something that is found out once the attempt is made, no one knows why not all of us can change but it was clear that I had the capability if only I could learn how.



Three days later, we were ready to go. I had very mixed feelings about leaving my home but I was excited at the same time. The phones were working and Matt made several phone calls as the others packed the truck. I took one last look around, walked out and locked the door. My van was already parked in the garage that I hardly ever used.



“Ready to go love?” Matt asked.



I nodded and climbed into the truck sitting between Matt and Kevin in the front seat.



“We need to go into town first.” Matt said as he pulled out of my driveway.



I thought that odd since town was in the opposite direction of where we were heading but I didn’t say anything. An hour later, we were pulling up into the parking lot of Tony’s store.



“It’s time for you to meet your last mate.” Kevin said as he helped me from the truck.



The four of them led me into the store. Tony came out from the back and hugged each of the brothers. I realized now why the others looked familiar. Tony was the fifth brother; it explained why he was so concerned about me and why he tried so hard to get me into bed. He saw me staring at him and grinned.



“Tony Christianson at your service but damn you’re a hard one to get into bed!”



“You knew who I was?” I asked.



“Yes, I knew. I was sent to keep an eye on you.” he replied, “let’s roll, we have dibs on the third seat and lost time to make up for not to mention a mark to give and receive. By the way, strip and put your coat back on.”



“What?” I asked shocked.



“Strip and put your coat on, I can’t wait to taste you again.” he said licking his lips.



Apparently the deal was that since he wasn’t there for the mating, he got me to himself for the entire ride home. As soon as we were in the truck, Tony wasted no time in taking my coat off and laying me back on the seat. In no time flat, he was as naked as I was and hard, he got between my legs and put them over his shoulders, he teased and sucked at me until I was screaming for him to let me come but he ignored me pulling away just before the orgasm came. Finally tired of teasing me, he took my clit into his mouth and sucked hard. Even before the orgasm was over, he was inside of me saying his vows in my ear as he pumped in and out with slow but steady strokes. I felt his cock grow inside of me and then I felt his mark go just above my left breast. It hurt like hell but then it was over with. I took his left hand and bit exactly in the same spot as I had the others. He howled in pain and pleasure as he emptied deep inside of me.



It took me a minute to realize that we weren’t moving; I heard soft moans coming from the seats in front of us. The other four were stroking themselves to orgasm. I spent the rest of the trip straddled across Tony’s lap sitting on his cock. It didn’t take me long to realize that of the five of them he was the one with the greatest stamina. By the time we got to where we were going, I was sore but not unpleasantly so and he was still rock hard, I was giggling again as he carried me up the stairs and into the bathroom.



This had to be the biggest bathroom that I had ever seen, not that I’ve seen that many bathrooms. Tony put me on my feet holding on to me so that I wouldn’t fall and stripped with one hand until one of the others came in to help. Matt got into the huge Jacuzzi/bathtub first; he sat down and got settled before Tony helped me in. I sat in front of Matt between his legs with my back resting against his chest, the others got in and sat as close to me as they could. I was no longer giggling but totally relaxed in the tub with my guys. The question I had was why Tony didn’t tell me who he was.



“Every time you walked into the store, I had to bite my tongue but it wasn’t my place to tell you. I had to wait until Matt talked to you first. I spent the entire storm jacking off to the memory of our two times together and imagining all that they were doing to that beautiful body of yours. Allie, I’m glad that you’re here, all of us are.” Tony said; his voice filled with emotion.



After we were out of the tub, five pairs of hands dried me off and oiled my skin. I was rapidly adjusting to being cared for by five men.



“Time for dinner and then we turn in early. Tomorrow is going to be a long day.” Matt said as he handed me a pair of pajamas.



“What’s happening tomorrow?” I asked.



“The rest of the pack knows that you’re here and they’re going to want to meet you so tomorrow we’ll be available for a meet and greet. Tomorrow night is the mating reception; it’s basically a party but a formal one.”



Reception? I had nothing to wear to something like that. As if reading my mind Paul assured me that I had a dress that they had picked out for me.



“You went shopping for me?” I asked nervously. What if it didn’t fit or it was some funky shade of green? I thought.



“Tony told us your skin tone and the colors that you seemed to favor and a rough estimate on your size and I have to say he was pretty much on the money.”



I imagined five gorgeous men in the dress department and laughed.



“I bet you got plenty of funny looks.” I said.



“You bet we did!” Kevin said laughing, “But I think that you’ll like our choice.”



Dinner was cooked by one of the house staff and was delicious but I thought that Paul was the better cook but then I wasn’t being exactly objective. Matt introduced me to the head of the household staff.



“Marshall this is our mate Allie Christianson. Allie this is Marshall. He runs the house so if there’s anything that you need or want he’s the one to make it happen.”



Instead of shaking my hand, Marshall gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.



“That is standard pack greeting for newcomers.” Matt explained when he saw how startled I was.



By the time dinner was over, I was stuffed. I made some off hand comment about if they kept feeding me like this that I would be fatter than I was. There was a stony silence around the table which was broken by Matt.



“I told you once before that I don’t want to hear any negative comments about yourself but if it makes you feel any better, you will always be as you are and as far as we are concerned you’re perfect.”



“I wasn’t being negative.” I replied, “I was just stating fact.”



“Allie, if we were meant to have a beanpole as a wife we would have been given one, we are more than pleased with you. Now let’s finish dessert so that we can tuck you in.” Matt said.



I soon found out what “tucking” me in entailed. Each of them brought me to orgasm at least once before coming themselves. By the time all five of them finished with me, I was exhausted, in minutes I was sound asleep with five bodies surrounding me.



I was wakened with a gentle but insistent thrust between my legs and a mouth on my nipple. I opened my eyes to see the top of Matt’s dark head as he sucked a nipple. Kevin was the one with his cock between my legs, I came first then Matt and Kevin followed shortly afterwards. One would think that I would be sore after so much lovemaking; I was but not enough to tell them to stop. I wondered where the other three were and asked.



“They’re making sure that everything is ready for the meet and greet today and the reception tonight.” Kevin replied, “They’ll sneak off with you later for a quickie.” he added kissing me.



All too soon it was time to get up and face my new world. We dressed casually, all of us in tee shirts, jeans and tennis shoes. After a quick breakfast, we sat in the enclosed and heated front porch and waited for the first visitor.



“Where will the reception be?” I asked hoping that it wasn’t going to be outside.



“We have a building that is used for meetings and things like that.” Paul replied.



The one thing that I truly loved was being touched and it didn’t have to be in a sexual manner and with these guys, someone was always touching me. I was going to ask a question when the first visitors of the day approached. It was a young family and when I say young, they were less than two-hundred years old and they had just had their first baby. It was an adorable little girl that they named Angela, I thought that it was a fitting name because she really did look like a little angel.



After they left, I wanted to know how old my guys were so I asked.



“I’m the oldest at seven hundred, after that we are about fifty years apart.” Matt said.



“Wow.” I said, “You are old!”



The day was progressing quickly with Louis, Paul and Tony getting in their quickies whenever they could. Then around four, it kind of went to hell. We were talking among ourselves when all five of them tensed.



“What?” I asked looking round for the source of the tension.



Matt stood up, took my hand and placed me behind him.



“Sweetheart, I need for you to stay where you are and don’t say anything.”



“But…”



“Shush now.” he said cutting me off.



The other four stood next to Matt, two on his left and two on his right shoulder to shoulder.



“Vincent.” Matt said in a cool voice, “what brings you here?”



“I came to meet your supposed mate.” he said in a voice that was just as cool as Matt’s.



Supposed? What did he mean by that? I wondered. I also wondered why Matt didn’t want me to meet this man. My gut told me to keep quiet and I listened to it, I stepped up closer to Matt and cuddled against his back. I could feel the tightness of his muscles but I felt no fear coming from him as he spoke to Vincent.



“You know that she is here, most of the pack has already met her.”



“But I haven’t.” Vincent replied, “It is my right as pack to do so.”



“It is also our rights as her mate to deny you that. If you want to meet her, it will be tonight and only in our presence.” Matt replied.



I heard Vincent snicker.



“What’s the matter Matt? Afraid that she’ll want a real wolf?” he asked.



The other four of my mates let out low growls of anger.



“Stand down.” Matt commanded, his voice holding a trace of amusement.



“You have our answer, leave now.” Matt said the humor in his voice gone and replaced by authority.



Vincent must have hesitated because none of them relaxed until he was gone. Matt turned around and hugged me.



“Thank you for obeying us.”



“Who was that?” I asked.



“That is Vincent O’Dell. He is of the opinion that he is more qualified to be pack leader than we are. He believes that we are too soft and that the humans and werewolf should be kept separated with the exception of the occasional human female who is a mate to one of us. He’s been waiting for a long time to challenge me and now that you’re here, it will happen.” Matt said.



“What does that mean?” I asked alarmed.



“It means that he is going to challenge me for the position of pack leader.”



“How does he do that? Does he pick a number out of a hat or something?” I asked.



“No love.” Kevin said rubbing my back, “we fight.”



“Fight? As in to the death?” I asked. I was beginning to panic.



“Worse case scenario, yes. The best case scenario is that we will be exiled from the pack.” Kevin said.



I was shocked and horrified that I could lose one of my mates.



“Let him have it! We can go back to my house.” I said already beginning to cry.



“Sweetheart, it isn’t that simple.” Matt said.



“Why not?” I asked, “We just get back into the truck and leave.”



Matt held me close as I cried, this could not be happening.



“I promise you that I won’t get killed.” Matt said.



“You can’t possibly know that!” I said pulling away from him.



“I can say that because I have something that he doesn’t- you.”



I didn’t understand everything that was happening but I did know this, they hadn’t told me everything.



“What aren’t you telling me?” I asked.



“Matt, we have to tell her.” Louis said as he stroked my arm.



“Will somebody please tell me what’s going on?” I yelled.



Matt took my hand and led me into the living room, sat down and pulled me into his lap. The other four surrounded us their hands on me. Matt gave me a few minutes to settle down before he spoke.



“Allie, if I lose the fight, not only could I be killed or exiled; Vincent will take you as his mate.”



“NO!” I screamed as I jumped out of Matt’s lap, “I’ll die first, please lets just go!”



I stood in the middle of the floor and begged them to leave.



“Baby, we can’t.” Matt said as he stood up and walked over to me. “If we left without fighting, we would be hunted and you would never be safe. I won’t do that to you, if by some chance I would die; Kevin would be next in line and it will be fine.”



“Fine! How will it be fine if I lose you? I would rather spend my life running and have all of you instead of losing one of you.”



Matt took my face in his hands and made me look up at him.



“Allie, do you trust me?” he asked.



“Yes but…”



“Do you trust me when I say that I’m not going to die?”



I closed my eyes and opened them.



“I believe that you’ll do your best not to.” I replied.



In spite of the situation, Matt laughed.



“Fair enough. But I’m going to make a promise to you, I am promising you that I am not going to die. I know that you’re frightened and understandably so but when this is over the six of us will be going to bed together.”



All five of my guys surrounded me and hugged me but I had one last thing to say.



“Matthew Christianson, if you die on me I swear to god, I’ll kill you again!”



As I dressed for the reception, I said several prayers for Matt and his safety. I now had an idea of how a woman must feel when her man goes off to war; it gave me a whole new respect for them. I meant what I said when I said that I would die before allowing Vincent to touch me. I sensed cruelty from him; he would hurt me just because I belonged to Matt and his brothers.



I put on the dress and looked at myself in the mirror, it was beautiful. They had chosen well. It was a deep red in color, the style accentuating my positives like my breasts and relatively small waist and downplaying what I considered to be my negatives, my hips and ass. There were a pair of pumps that added about two inches to my height.



Matt came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.



“You are so beautiful.” he murmured.



He led me downstairs where the other four were waiting. I gave a little curtsy when they clapped and whistled.



“Before we go to the reception, we have something for you.” Paul said as they all lined up in front of me.



When they were in place, he took a small black box out of his suit pocket.



“We had this made when we realized that we would be sharing a mate.” Paul said as he took the ring out of the box.



It was beautifully made; my birthstone which is amethyst was in the middle surrounded by five diamonds.



“Please accept this ring as a symbol of our never ending love and devotion.” he said as he slipped it onto my finger. It was a perfect fit.



Louis then stepped forward with another box and opened it. There were five wedding bands each identical to the one I had but the stones were smaller. I took a ring out of the box and starting with Matt repeated the words that had been said to me. When I had placed the ring on the hand of the last man, I stood in front of them and told them that I loved them. I didn’t have to say it to each man, it was understood that I meant all of them.



I tried to push the challenge out of my mind but I knew that it was going to happen. It only made sense, everyone was going to be there and Vincent struck me as a showoff. By nine, I began to relax; maybe Vincent had changed his mind. I had just let out a sigh of relief when I heard Vincent’s voice.



“Matthew Christianson! I challenge you for the position of pack leader!”

One of my old college roommates back east who remains a close friend called me to let me know he was finally getting married. After several long relationships he finally felt he met the right woman. Ben asked if I would fly in and be one of the groomsmen in his wedding. I had not been back to my old stomping grounds for over 10 years and thought it would be fun so I agreed.



My wife Pam and I had reservations to fly in on Friday morning of the wedding weekend. The rehearsal was scheduled for Saturday evening with a dinner after and a Sunday wedding. He also mentioned that a few of the participants would be meeting Friday evening at 8:00 pm at the church for an informal walk though and mentioned that his best man had a bachelor party set up for Friday after the activities.



Pam and I flew into town Friday, checked into our hotel and then drove around town so I could see all of the changes. As the afternoon wore on my wife said she was getting hungry so we stopped for a small bite to eat and then went back to the hotel. Around seven I asked Pam if she was going to get ready and go with me to the church. She told me to go ahead and enjoy the evening she would meet everyone tomorrow. She said she might just go down to the bar and have a couple drinks and go to bed early.



When I got to the church it was good to see Ben and I met Jimmy his best man and the rest of the guys in the wedding. We went through about 30 minutes of planning and then spent a little time arranging the reception hall. Jimmy got a phone call during our preparation and did not look to happy. He called several of the guys together and told them that two of the three strippers canceled on him and the last girl would not work the party alone. He asked everyone if they had any ideas or knew anybody to contact. The guys sort of meandered around discussing options.



I asked Jimmy for his cell number and where the party would be held. I told him I would call him in a while and meet him at the party. All kind of thoughts were going through my head. After our Christmas party Pam had said what an exciting time she had but she kind of indicated she probably would not do anything like that again. We used it during our sex to spice things up but even when some of the guys from work hinted at a repeat we played down the idea.



When I got to the car I called Pam and asked what she was doing. She indicated she was at the hotel bar having a drink. I told her to wait there and I would be there in about 10 minutes. When I got to the bar Pam was sitting in a booth having a drink in some casual clothes. I told Pam what had happened with the girls and she just looked at me with a blank expression on her face.



My wife asked me to get her a shot of rum. When I returned she took the shot and then asked “are you wanting me to work the party?” I had a million dirty images racing though my mind and I just smiled at her. Pam looked at me and smiled back and said I’m going to need a couple more drinks……



We devised a plan and I called Jimmy on his cell. I told him I found a hooker working our hotel bar and she was interested in the job. Jimmy told me to tell her there was $1500 for her participation and the party would be ending about 2-3 in the morning. We looked at each other, Pam nodded her head and then I told Jimmy she agreed. He told me to bring the girl and meet him and the other stripper and the party hotel bar. I told him it would be about 30 minutes before we could arrive.



Pam and I went to our room so she could change. She put on her garter belt and stockings but purposely didn’t put on any panties. She hadn’t brought any nasty cloths so she put on her tight black knee length dress and her heels. We walked toward the car I asked her if she was sure she wanted to go through with the evening and she just gave me a kiss and kept walking to the car.



Jimmy met us at the bar entrance which looked like an old-fashioned lounge. We went inside where the other girl was waiting. Jimmy introduced Pam to Kara a blonde who looked like she was 16 but she must have been at least 18 wearing a typical slut wear type skit which barely covered her goods. Pam felt a little insecure at being nearly twice the girls age but when Jimmy handed identical envelopes to each girl with $1500 inside her heart fluttered with excitement at the thought that tonight she was to be a paid whore at a stag party. Kara asked “Okay, just to confirm we are here until whatever time in the morning this all ends and I don’t have to do anything I am uncomfortable with?”



Jimmy acknowledged her question with a quiet nod and led the two across the bar though the Main Lounge to the elevators. When we arrived at the suite Jimmy opened the door. Immediately Pam cast her eyes around to take in her new surroundings. The room was large, lit with the dim electric lights that imitated candles in shape, flickering which made the room feel like an old dingy comfortable club with armchairs, low tables, a sofa and a very plush carpet on the floor. A bar was at one end and a large open fire in an old inglenook fireplace at the other corner. Pam took all this in almost immediately and then did a double take. There must have been twenty five or more men in that room including two younger boys who didn’t even look to be 18 years old! She was, for tonight a paid whore who had been given the opportunity to back out and had taken the money.



As Pam and Kara entered the room all eyes turned upon them. Pam went straight over to the bar and asked for a double rum and coke which she downed quickly. The two girls mingled with the group and I noticed the alcohol my wife had been drinking seemed to kick in because she started getting a little touchy feely with the guys. I also noticed the younger boys, who I found out were Ben’s nephews Tim and Ricky always seemed to be near my wife and trying to cop a feel. Pam knew that the others would all follow soon enough; the difference was that she knew every man there was going to use her.



A little while later someone turned on some music and Kara got in the middle of the room and started dancing to get the entertainment started. My wife was watching from the side of the room and I noticed Tim and Ricky had been drinking and were getting a lot bolder with their intentions. Pam was nervously watching Kara start to remove her top when Ricky forced his mouth onto hers. She responded and then felt hands behind her fondling and groping her ass cheeks through her dress. She realized almost instantly they weren’t Ricky’s and broke the kiss to turn her head and kissed Tim. As my wife turned back to Ricky she felt her dress lift as Tim’s young hands groped for her flesh. Tim let out a loud “holy shit she’s not wearing panties” when he got Pam’s dress up enough to see her goods.



The best man Jimmy yelled “Hey Ricky, turn her so we can watch you two fuck her.” Tim and Ricky did not appear too experienced but were able to push Pam onto all fours at an angle so that they could watch Kara now dancing nude and the group could watch them violate my wife. Pam felt more completely used than in her whole life, it was her they were preparing to fuck but their excitement was coming from watching another woman dancing and stripping. Ricky quickly unzipped his young hard prick and unceremoniously shoved his cock into my wife’s mouth.



Behind her Tim said “are you ready to be fucked slut?” as he awkwardly flipped her dress over her back while trying to undo his pants. Without any preparation Tim slammed 7 inches of young hard meat stick straight into her female slit. Tim moaned “oh god a real pussy” as everyone started to laugh. My wife gasped at the suddenness of the assault as he literally pounded her and with each thrust pushed her mouth onto Ricky’s erect member forcing it down her throat. After just a few seconds Tim must have been close to cumming as he pulled out and began spreading her ass cheeks to look at her small puckered back hole. Pam knew what he wanted to do to her although maybe even under these circumstances he was too bashful or unsure.



When Tim gently probed her ass with a wet finger Pam dropped Paul’s blue veined member from her mouth and held it in her hand so she could speak, “You can fuck my ass if you want to…..” Based on my wife’s last adventure I’m not sure why but her words still surprised me. Tim needed no further encouragement as he spit on his cock and slammed his fuck stick straight up her butthole in a hard and almost vicious move which made her moan in pain. Tim cried out “oh my god” as he must have got his first piece of ass. He yelled” oh fuck Ricky you should try her asshole.”



Ricky yelled “well don’t make it too loose then you selfish bastard. How about we swap ends?”



Tim ignored the request as my wife grunted with each pump in her ass. Pam felt him losing control as he fucked her rear entry even faster. Tim’s jackhammer had only been working her bung hole less than minute when he suddenly tensed up and flailed his arms moaning “oh fuck here I cum” as she felt her insides sprayed with his hot cum. Tim only laid his head on her back for a few seconds and then pulled his deflated beef stick out of my wife’s anus without any consideration saying “nice ass you slut” and simply smacked her bottom as hard as he could on her cheek as my wife yelped. Tim left a bright red welt on her posterior as he stood up and walked towards the bar.



Almost immediately Ricky pulled his cock out of my wife’s mouth and maneuvered around to stick his fudge packer in her little brown exhaust pipe that was already starting to leak some jism. Ricky spread her cheeks wide to put her puckered little poop hole on display as pushed the mushroomed cap on his young back door intruder against her sphincter. He was slowly and deliberately poking his cock against her back slit; Ricky would slowly press the now bright purple bell on the tip of his roto-rooter until my wife’s o-ring would start to open and then pulled it out teasing Pam.



My wife was making a low groaning noise as he slowly pushed until the head dilated her anal orifice. This time Ricky drove the entire length of his fuck stick in her exit hole and then back out. Pam turned to vent her frustration as she mouthed “fuck my ass” and then realized why his asshole plugging of her was more gentle and slow, he was performing for a number of other guys who grouped beside them to watch her being used in primal and most submissive way.



At this point no one was using her mouth Pam could see parts of the rest of the room. Kara was now naked not even wearing shoes or stockings and dancing as guys were trying to cop a feel. Pam could hear Ricky moaning and she pushed back on his cock that was up her shitter and started to fuck it, she knew it would make him cum sooner and she wanted to stand up. Then suddenly another man was kneeling in front of her, unzipping himself so that he could release himself and shoved his cock right at her mouth. In an instant he was holding the back of her head using her mouth like another opening for a deposit. Not waiting for her to suck or lick but literally fucking her throat causing her to gag. He exploded almost immediately but continued to fuck her mouth as she tried to swallow but she couldn’t. The throat fucking caused her to gage and most of the white love piss to run from her mouth. He carried on and on and with every thrust she bounced on Ricky’s organ in her caboose until she felt him tighten and shoot deep inside her bowels.



Ricky withdrew almost gently and stood up whilst another man knelt between her open knees and entered her in the natural way. Before she realized she had another semen shooter in her mouth and the guy tensed and shot a second load but this time as he came he pulled out so his baby spunk shot into her hair and on her face. The man in her female pee slit came shortly after but as another man moved towards her she heard a suggestion that they should strip her naked first. The men around her seemed to agree and the zip of her dress was undone all the way down to her ass before she could even stand up. She stepped out of it and one of the men scooped it up and tossed it over the back of a nearby chair.



My wife was pushed back onto her knees as the guys surrounded her and unzipped their zippers and her mouth was passed from cock to cock without any chance for her to be even aware what was really happening or who’s cock was who’s. Hands reached from behind to maul her breasts. Two fingers were pushed into her ass and scooped some of the bull gravy that had been left there; the results were fed into her mouth as she was moved between pricks. Her eagerness incited the guys to remark “eat it slut” suck the cocks whore” and more. Pam was thinking that all of these men would see her tomorrow and she would see them at the Reception.



The cock circle using my wife’s mouth went on for maybe ten minutes. None of the men were going to cum, Pam didn’t have enough time with any cock for that and none seemed in any hurry to either fuck her or wank onto her face which is what she had expected. Pam had always thought that men liked that because it degraded the woman. Or, she guessed, just maybe that they were holding out as the evening was still young and she knew that this was going to go on for a long time yet.



“I want to try something. John can you lay down and let her get on top of you?” John was one of their older neighbors and without questioning he undid his trousers and pushed them down and lay on the floor. She was helped by many hands to sit astride him and he pushed himself into her cunt. “John, pull the whore down towards you. I’m gonna fuck her ass at the same time.”



There were cries of “Go for it”, and “Bet she can’t take you both”, and “You’ll never get up there as well.” Pam heard them but was already concentrating on relaxing as much as she could. My wife had done this before and was ready because she was getting more frustrated and needed her own fulfillment. She was pulled forward, face to face with the neighbor and hands pulled her cheeks apart to expose her little rosebud which already starting to not fully close leaking two deposits of cum. She felt the accustomed head nudge gently at her tightest hole and then groaned loudly as it was unceremoniously pushed deep inside her rectum. “Oh fuck yeah take that you whore” said the voice from behind.



My wife didn’t need any more encouragement as she moved up on her knees and then started slamming back against the two cocks filling her holes. She started yelling “fuck me harder” as she slammed her backside against the two guys. My wife was now using two cocks for her own pleasure as she moaned loudly. The group around them was silent for a moment and then started cheering her efforts. Pam worked up to a frenzied pace pounding the two poles in her orifices and moaning loudly”ungh, uunngh, uuuunnnnngh.” Her body began to shake as she slammed the cocks one last time until her whole body started convulsing.



The spasms of my wife’s orgasm caused two guys who seemed to just be along for the ride to tense up almost in unison and deposit their baby seed into her lower holes. The whole thing lasted maybe five minutes and as one withdrew from her ass and she was pushed sideways as her neighbor stood up, neither man so much as acknowledged she now existed as they high fived the group.



For a moment she lay still on her side and was aware only of men, naked from the waist down around her. She heard Tim and Ricky saying “did you see that cock slut? We can top that.” She looked behind her to see the two younger boys back and standing over her with their poles at full mast. The two whispered to each other as her stomach tightened at what they might be saying. Two hands pulled her to her knees so that she could give her mouth to them and she heard Tim’s voice “suck both cocks whore and make it good.”



Pam was busy trying to work the two cocks in her mouth just a minute or so when heard Tim say “shall we?” Ricky nodded his approval and lay down on the carpet. Tim lifted Pam with his hands around her to be on top of Ricky, stomach to stomach. Pam then felt Tim guide the head of Ricky’s steel hard young prick past her sphincter and back into her rear exit. Only when Tim crawled behind her did she fully realize what they intended to do next. My wife turned to voice her displeasure but I was so horny and wanted to see what happened next I stuck my cock in her mouth to let the boys continue. Tim lubed the head of his organ and started pushing it against his brothers’ cock and my wife’s anal orifice.



Pam started making some really loud guttural sounds as Tim pushed his rock hard young cock against her already filled opening. Tim groaned as he pushed harder and then my wife screamed “oh my god” as Tim’s reproductive organ joined his brothers’ in my wife’s ass. Pam turned quickly to keep the two from moving as she got used to the girth stretching her sphincter. As Pam got more comfortable she laid her head on Ricky’s chest which cued Tim to start boning her bum. She began to moan as the two young guys both started pounding her ass meat-to-meat.



Pam was both excited and ashamed as the violent double penetration went on and then she felt a third cock back at her mouth and heard my voice “suck it for me.” She had her two brothers fucking her backside and her husband using her mouth. With the increased speed of their buggering her derriere Pam knew that it wasn’t going to last much longer and she felt Tim stiffen and slam his semen shooter as far in as he could as he shot his wad deep into her ass. From underneath Ricky pounded her ass a few more times and then unloaded his jizz into the recesses of her bowels. I couldn’t take anymore and fucked her mouth furiously making her choke as I made another deposit down her throat.



My wife mentally counted; that’s five loads up her ass including a new first two at once, three in her mouth and two in cunt in only an hour since they started and she figured she would have to take at least double that many again before all this was over.



She lay still for a while as hands probed and groped her it was one of Ben’s school friends Dave pulled her to her knees by tugging prompting she took his cock into her mouth. For the next few minutes he continually abused Pam’s breasts and nipples until he shot a huge load into her mouth. She looked up at him and opened her mouth, still holding his cum there. “Swallow it whore”, he hissed at her and as Pam did so he slapped both her breasts as hard as he could causing a yelp at which he looked pleased as he turned and Pam watched him walk away.



The next two men were easy. She was positioned over the arm of the sofa and they just fucked her cunt until they came. Nothing special, nothing kinky Pam was grateful for the rest but pushed back on them to make the experience of fucking her memorable. When both had finished they simply sat in armchairs nearby watching her and Pam realized that no-one else was waiting to use her body, not yet anyway. She did a quick mental tally, five ass, four cunt, four mouth and one on her face, eleven men so far with Tim and Ricky twice.



Pam sat up and saw that most of the men had gathered around talking. She could not forget being double penetrated in her ass, by two boys. She was still lost in these thoughts when she saw Jimmy, the best man, approaching her, carrying bottles of beer, one he was drinking and the other two he offered to the seated men. “Was she good? Worth the money?” Jimmy was asking the questions.



Tim and Ricky jumped forward “Of Course, Her ass was so tight. I never had a woman there before. I’ve never been out with the sort of slut that would even think of letting a man well you know.” Tim continued “you should fuck the whore’s ass.”



“I think I will” Jimmy said as he moved behind my wife, unzipped and pulled out his cock. His organ was normal length, but is looked as round as coke can. Pam felt her ass cheeks parted and the largest cock of the evening filling her rectum as Ben finally decided to try her mouth. Jimmy fucked her ass hard. She knew her back door was well lubricated now with arse-grease that was leaking from it as she started to get excited. He didn’t last long however and Pam soon felt another cock unload inside her anus.

“Hold that pose,” Scottie told the talent. The skinny blonde with big, fake tits sat on the lap of the well built guy with the impossibly huge dick halfway up her pussy. “Come on!” Scottie yelled over his shoulder. “I need some still shots of this!”



“Hurry, Scottie, my legs are getting tired,” the blonde girl whined.



“You’re a pro, sweetie. You look beautiful. This is for the cover,” Scottie told her.



“Wow, really?” she asked. She bounced up and down on the big prick inside her pussy a couple of times. Was she fending off a leg cramp, having a bit of fun, or helping her co-star stay hard? I don’t know. Wasn’t my place to know. My job was aiming the lights and holding a reflector or a diffuser to block the hot spots on bare flesh. I did know Scottie promised the cover to every starlet he directed. After taping four flicks with Scott E. Peters as director, producer, and primary cameraman, I knew the routine. The men were meat, paid half in cash and half in pussy. The women were treated like mega-stars. And Scottie would say anything it took to get the shot he wanted.



“Where the fuck is the photographer?” Scottie growled at me. I shrugged, looking around for my buddy. Greg was the reason I was doing lights for a porno movie. As the economy pulled Greg’s business as a freelance wedding photographer south, he had to pick up work where he could find it. Shooting stills for cover art wasn’t glamorous but it paid a bill or two.



“Right here, boss,” Greg said, darting around the corner from the kitchen and into the living room where the shoot was taking place. Greg was brushing crumbs off his shirt. Figures the fucker would be eating while the rest of us were working.



“Make her beautiful,” Scottie told him. “This is for the cover.” Greg nodded, flashing me a grin. He had pointed out how every picture he took was “for the cover.”



“G-rated first, baby,” Scottie told the talent. The girl was a pro. Knowing what Scottie meant, she eased that big cock all the way inside of her pussy before covering the junction of cock and pussy with her hand. She wrapped her other hand across her chest, hiding her nipples. I’ve seen lots of g-rated movies in my life, but nothing like this. Still, I understood it. A cover without explicit nudity was more flexible. The next shots were more graphic until Greg was on his knees, shooting between their legs and getting a close up of the guy’s hard cock slipping into pussy. These were the kinds of pictures that would be featured on the back of the DVD, promising the potential buyer explicit action.



After the shoot, I collapsed light stands and curled up electrical cords. The set was an empty McMansion in a nice part of town. Scottie had a deal with a realtor to film inside the empty homes. He’d rent the house for the weekend, rent some furniture for the rooms he planned on using, and hired a cleaning service to erase any signs of our presence on Monday. “Hey light-boy,” Scottie said, pulling me off to one side of the big living room. “You know anyone else who can work a digital still camera?”



“Um, I guess. I don’t know,” I hedged. My wife knew her way around a camera. She wasn’t a professional photographer like Greg, but I always thought she did a good job.



Scottie laughed. “It’s not rocket science. I just want something better than frame captures for the cover art. Good art sells DVDs.”



“What’s wrong with Greg?”



“Who?” he asked before realizing who I meant. “That fat fucker? I just fired him. He spends more time eating the catering than shooting pictures. Find me a photographer for next week or you’re fired too. It pays five hundred a shoot.”



I swallowed hard, made a promise I didn’t think I could keep, and went home to convince my wife to get into a porno business.



Jill read my face as soon as I walked inside our tiny home. “Hey baby,” she said, giving me a worried look before wrapping her arms around me. “What’s wrong?”



It felt good pressing her body against mine. I like how we fit together. I could smell the sweetness of shampoo in her hair. Jill was more than my wife, she was my best friend. Sweethearts since high school, my every sexual first was with this fine woman and vice versa. My friends made fun of me for that, but I didn’t care. I got it right the first time, why look farther? I sighed against her, “Greg got fired today.”



“Oh no! You too?” she asked. I shook my head, reassuring her I still had a job, but leaving out the part about finding a new photographer. I told her why Greg got fired and she giggled. “Only Greg could be more attracted to a deli platter than watching naked people have sex.” She rubbed the front of my pants. “So, anyone famous on-set today?” I grew hard beneath her touch.



“No one I recognized. You know Scottie, he likes to work with new girls. Cheaper.”



“But they’re cute, right?”



“Not as cute as you,” I said, kissing her.



“Aw, you’re just saying that.”



“No, really,” I insisted. “I don’t even get hard on-set.”



She unzipped my pants, fishing her small hand inside to cradle my hard cock. “Mm, but you’re hard now.”



“Because I’m with you,” I said as she slipped to her knees in front of me, pulling open my pants and pushing them down as she moved.



“Tell me what happened,” she said, licking my hard cock.



I moaned first before finding my voice. “Okay, so the first scene we shot was this dark haired girl with really short hair.”



“Was she pretty?” Jill asked between head bobs on my cock.



“She was okay. Not my type of girl, but pretty enough.”



“Did you get hard watching her?”



“No, baby. Like I said, I don’t ever get hard on set.”



“Mm, too bad,” she purred, sucking on me again as I worked through the way the dark haired girl was told to suck cock and tried to remember every which way she was fucked. Telling it to Jill was as thrilling as always. “Do we have a movie of hers?”



“I don’t think so.”



“Can we watch one anyway?” she asked. I nodded. We moved to the bedroom and put in one of the free DVDs Scottie passed out on the set. Jill became my personal porn star as we followed along with the first scene of the movie.



After I came in her mouth, she had to scoop a missed droplet of cum off her chin. “You know, on set, the girls never really swallow,” I pointed out, grinning. How did I ever score a woman this hot?



“What a waste!” she said. “Do they have real orgasms?”



“I don’t know,” I said, crawling into bed next to her. I ran my hand over her firm tits, down her stomach, and stroked between her legs. She was still wet from her orgasms and I knew she had more to give. I caressed her clit, teasing as we talked. She squirmed against my fingers. “I think the next scene is an anal scene.”



“Mm, and you’re still hard.”



“For you, baby, I’m always hard,” I said. She pulled out a tube of lube from the nightstand drawer. On set, the guys used Viagra to get hard, stay hard, and fuck more than once a day. For me, all I needed was my Jill. She was my Viagra. We acted out the next scene, including the part where the actress took it up her ass in a reverse cowgirl position. I came in Jill’s ass, unable to hold back.



We cuddled afterwards, staying naked. “I love you,” I told her, meaning it as much as I did the first time I said it to her.



“I love you, too,” she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek. “So you really don’t get hard on set?”



I laughed. After three weekends of working lights on set, Jill still asked. “It’s not really sexy on set,” I explained. “There’s just too much going on.” I caressed her naked body again. “Besides, I know you’re waiting for me.”



“But those girls are all so pretty and I’m so plain.”



“Bullshit,” I said, kissing her. “You’re twice a beautiful as them.” Without a sense of better timing, I dropped the bombshell on her that I had been holding back. “I sort of promised Scottie that you could fill in for Greg next week.”



Jill went stiff. “Me?”



I nodded. “Why not? You’re good with a camera.”



“But I’m not a professional photographer like Greg!”



I laughed. “If Greg was more of a professional, he might have kept his job. Besides, baby, we could use the money.” She nodded. She knew times were tough. My hours had been cut back at work and she wasn’t picking up as many substitute teaching jobs as before. Worse, the freeze on hiring at the school system kept her application in limbo. I tried to sweeten the idea for her. “There are lots of naked guys on set, too.”



She giggled. “Naked and hard?”



“Usually. Want me to see if Scottie will let you work as a fluffer?”



“Stop it!” she said, playfully slapping my chest. “Okay, so IF I do this, what will I have to do?”



I explained how Scottie would call for her still shots when he saw something he liked and how every shot was going to be “for the cover.” I could tell she wasn’t sold on the idea until I mentioned the two deal-sealers. “It pays $500 a shoot” and “If I don’t find a replacement, I’m fired, too.” I don’t know which idea sold her, but she agreed to do it.



We rode together to the shoot next weekend. I could tell Jill was nervous. She was helping me set up light stands when Scottie waved her over. “Hey darling,” he said in the flattering tone he reserved for actresses. “What are you doing helping the light-boy?”



She shot me a worried look before turning to him. “Just helping out, sir,” she said.



“Sir? Oh no, that will never do. Just Scottie works for me, darling.”



“Um, okay, Scottie, sir,” Jill said. I chuckled. She always gets nervous talking to her superiors.



Scottie gave her a big smile. “You’re sweet, but shouldn’t you be in make-up?”



“Um, yes sir,” she said, shooting me a confused look. “Can I have just a second to talk to my husband?”



“Light-boy is your husband?” Scottie asked, laughing. “Well steal my clothes and fuck me running. How did he score a hottie like you?”



Jill blushed. “We started dating in high school, sir.”



“It’s Scottie, sweetie,” he reminded her. “I don’t remember seeing your stills. Do we have paperwork on you yet?”



“N-no, Scottie, sir,” she mumbled.



Scottie frowned as he eyed her. “You brought ID though, right?” Jill nodded. “Okay, turn around, let me see.” Jill did a quick little spin and I saw the worried look still on her face. “Nice,” Scottie said, looking at my wife’s ass. She turned back to face him. “Pull up the shirt. Let me see those titties.” I knocked over the light stand I was setting up. Picking it up before Scottie yelled, I looked back to see Jill holding her t-shirt up over her breasts like she was flashing for beads at Mardi Gras. What the hell was she doing? “Nice,” Scottie said, reaching out and squeezing her left breast. “All natural, too. Very nice!”



“Hey!” I said, making sure the light stand was stable. “What the fuck are you doing?”



“Inspecting the talent,” Scottie said, glaring at me. “What’s it to you, light-boy?” He pulled her shirt down, said something I didn’t catch, and Jill walked down the hallway of the rented house. Scottie waved me over. “Are we going to have a problem?”



“We will if you keep feeling up my wife,” I told him, tired of him being a bully.



“What’s the problem? She’s going to look good on camera.”



That’s when I realized what was going on. “She’s not here to be on camera. She’s here to be your still photographer.”



Scottie did something I had never heard him do. He laughed. “Well fuck me twice,” he howled. “Really?” He looked around the room checking to see if he was being punked.



“Yeah, really,” I assured him.



Giving me a big smile, he slapped me on the back. “Okay, light-boy, have it your way. Talent gets paid two grand a day. You sure she doesn’t want to do a scene? I’ll toss in an extra grand if I can feature her.”



I shook my head. I know Jill, I’ve known her since we first met in a sandbox, and there was no way she would ever want to do a porno scene. “Not happening,” I told him.



“Okay, just asking,” he said, backing off. He went to find his real talent for the day.



I was done setting lights for the first scene by the time Jill found me again. She looked confused. I pulled her to side away from everyone else. “Why the fuck did you show him your tits?” I demanded.



“I-I… he asked. He doesn’t do that to everyone?”



“Fuck no,” I growled. I mean, really? “Where did you go?”



“To fill out paperwork. Why did I have to sign a modeling release form?”



I shook my head. “He thought you were talent.”



“He really thought I was pretty enough for that?”



I smiled. I can never stay mad at her. “He offered three thousand dollars to feature you.”



“No way!” she said, a huge smile on her face. “The actors make that much money?”



“The girls do. Guys don’t.”



“Do I get to fuck you?”



I laughed, nodding over my shoulder at the two guys standing naked and rubbing oversized hard-ons to life as they received instructions from Scottie. “Do I look like that?” I asked.



“To me you do,” Jill said, stealing a kiss from me and that kiss had to last me through the rest of the day.



Scottie worked fast and hard and never took a break. That meant I never got one, either. Not knowing better, Jill stayed in the room with us, watching every part of the action. I’ll give Scottie credit, at least he was nice to her. I watched as Jill was called over to snap stills, seeing her grinning every time Scottie promised the actress, “This is for the cover, darling.” More than once, I noticed how hard her nipples were. Maybe a porn set is more fun if you’re not working the entire time?



It was dark when we got in the car to drive home. Jill rubbed my crotch as soon as I had the car in drive. “You’re really not hard, are you?” she asked, though that was changing rapidly.



“I almost got hard a couple of times today,” I said. “Because of you.”



“Me? Why me?”



I reached across and grabbed her tit, rolling a stiff nipple between my finger and thumb. “Your high beams were on all day.”



Jill blushed. “I’m really wet. That was hot as hell. Did you see how well hung those guys were?”



“I try not to notice the guys too much.”



“Okay, but the girls were really hot, too. They are so pretty. I can’t believe you don’t get hard for them.”



I shrugged. “Too busy working, I guess.”



She undid her pants, pushing them open and slipping a hand inside her panties. “Does it bother you that I got wet?”



“I don’t know. Should it?” I asked, unsure how I felt about it. I liked Jill being wet. I loved how sexual she was. Together, we invented sex. Well, we discovered it together. My first hand job was from her. The first and only pussy I ever tasted was hers and my cock was the only one that had ever passed her lips. She had always been my dream girl and I felt like her porn star, but I knew I didn’t measure up against those other guys. Watching porn with her was one thing. It was easy to accept it as pretend. But now she had seen behind the curtain and saw those other guys really did have cocks that were superhuman. How could I compete.



“Drive faster, baby,” she purred, rubbing herself to an orgasm. “I need you inside me.”



That felt better and any fears I had of not measuring up vanished in a blur of hot sex in our bedroom. Jill was a wild woman, wanting to re-enact every scene we could manage with just the two of us. I came three times that night. It was useless trying to count the number of times Jill came, but the thrill of that night carried into Sunday, too. We fucked again, moving to the living room to take advantage of the furniture. I fucked her ass, pile driving her as we had seen the one girl do the day before. “Cum on my face,” she told me when I got close and I did just that.



The heat of that weekend lasted into the week, too. On Monday evening, Jill handed me our digital camera, something she had never done before. “Take some pictures while we do it,” she told me. Thrilled at the idea, I took P.O.V. style pictures of her sucking my cock and taking it up the ass until we ran out the batteries on the camera. Tuesday night, she surprised me with a movie she put together of those pictures and we did it all again while watching it. It felt like our honeymoon all over again. It took her car breaking down on Wednesday to put a damper on our fun.



“It’s the transmission,” she explained when I got home that night. “$1800 to fix it.”



What else was there to say about it? It might as well have been twice that for as much as we had in the bank. Even the $500 we had earned over the weekend was gone as we played catch-up on other bills. Being down to one car meant if Jill got a call for a substitute job, she wouldn’t be able to take it. Eating macaroni and cheese for dinner, we did the best we could to console each other. “We’ll get through this,” I promised without a plan. “We always do.” It didn’t help when she missed a substitute job both Thursday and Friday. “Scottie still needs a photographer this weekend,” I said, knowing that money would help.



“Great, that means a month of missed jobs for me,” she pointed out and with the pending school break, those four missed weeks would end up being longer.



We didn’t make love that night in bed, but we did cuddle. But being madly in love against all odds doesn’t pay a bill.



Saturday’s shoot turned into a mixed bag. Feeling a need to round out the offerings of his video line, Scottie was shooting an all-girl feature. He offered Jill a part again, but she begged off. I wasn’t surprised. Jill’s never expressed a lot of interest in being with another woman. She’ll tease me about it, but that’s it.



During the shoot, Scottie was his usual demanding self, treating the talent like movie stars and crew like slaves. Though Jill was only there to take pictures, because she stayed on set, he treated her like a gopher. “Grab that lube,” he’d snap at her when a starlet wasn’t wet enough for him. Between taking pictures, Jill hopped around the set like the rest of us. The nice part was the extra $100 Scottie tossed our way at the end of the day. The bad part was when he grabbed Jill’s chest again as he handed her the money. “I’m telling you, you could have a future in this business,” he said.



We rode home in silence. “I don’t like the way he grabs you,” I said, breaking the silence as we neared our house.



“It’s a porno set,” she said, sounding as if she had been doing this for years. “It’s no big deal.”



“Did you have any fun today?” I asked.



“Yeah, it was okay,” she said quietly as I pulled into our drive. “Those girls are so pretty.”



“You’re just as pretty,” I told her.



“Maybe to you,” she said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek before we got out of the car. We did make love that night, but it wasn’t with the same zeal as before. That week, she missed three more sub jobs as teachers tried to squeeze in time off before the break.



Jill was helping me set up lights on set as the talent laughed, chatted, and visited with Scottie. “Why so many guys?” she asked me.



“Probably gang-bang scenes today,” I explained, remembering how my first shoot had gone.



“She’s going to do all those guys?” she asked, her eyes wide. I noticed her nipples were beginning to show, too.



“Depends on how many scenes we’re shooting today. Last time, we did three scenes and each girl did five guys.”



“Damn,” she said and I wasn’t sure how she meant it.



Scottie shot in the gonzo style, just wall to wall sex without the concerns of a plot. With the lights in place and set struck, he called for the talent. A pretty blonde, again with fake tits, came out of make-up looking as if she was going to Prom instead of shooting a porno movie. Her hair, nails, and make-up were perfect looking. Slipping out of her robe, she moved in front of the camera. I adjust a few lights, adding diffusers as needed, and the shoot was on. Five naked guys, each sporting massive hard-ons, joined her on set. They surrounded her as she dropped to her knees and began sucking them.

Like before, Jill stayed in the room, watching the action and holding her camera ready for the next time Scottie called her. Like the first day on set, Jill’s nipples were hard. If we had a break in the action, I would have teased her about it, but that wasn’t how Scottie worked. He put the actors through their paces, got the extra cut shots he needed as he went along, and was ready to keep going after the last guy had finished shooting his load. Looked used, sweaty, but happy, the starlet mugged a few extra shots of her cumcoated face and chest for Jill before she left the set to shower.



Unlike most shoots, we didn’t strike the set between scenes. “Fuck it,” Scottie said. “No one is watching these movies for the furniture.” He waved the next actress on set. called for silence, and we were off again. Group scenes took twice as long to put on video and were more difficult to light, too. That many bodies on set at once created shadows requiring me to adjust and re-adjust through-out the shoot. Scottie had to deal with angles, too, pushing around the male actors to compose the scenes he knew would sell. “Come on, I need you right there jerking off,” he’d tell one guy while the other three filled the girl’s holes like she was a human pincushion. He’d shot for a bit, rearrange bodies like they were mannequins, and shoot a bit more. I thought group shots were the least sexiest to video, but that wasn’t how Jill looked. Her face was flushed, her nipples hard, and she looked on the edge of an orgasm for most of the shoot.



Scottie noticed how she was looking too. “That’s hot, right?” he asked her as she zoomed in to get a good shot of a double penetration.



“Yes sir,” she’d answer, giving him a shy smile.



“Mm, all that cock,” he told her as she struggled to get just the right still of a group blowjob scene.



“Yes sir,” she said again, blushing.



Was he flirting with my wife while they were shooting? That’s the way it felt to me and I didn’t like it. I gave her a dirty look. She gave me a “what can I do?” look in return. There was a rare break in the shoot when the actress needed to use the bathroom. While we waited for her to return, I pulled Jill aside. “What are you doing?” I demanded.



“Nothing,” she said, giving me an innocent look. “Just my job.”



“It looks like more than your job,” I said, looking at her chest and her hard nipples.



“Stop it,” she told me. “He’s just flirting a bit. He’s the boss. He’s allowed to.”



“Well, you don’t have to like it.”



She gave me a quick kiss. “We need the money,” she said. “And I promise you’ll like it later.” The talent returned to the set after her quick pee break and our conversation was over. It didn’t get better, either. Scottie kept teasing her through-out the shoot and she was flirting back.



The scene ended the same as the first one, with the actress sweaty, exhausted looking, and coated in cum. She mugged for Jill’s camera and left for the shower. Scottie looked around the set and asked, “Where’s my new star?” Standing against the far wall was a row of five more guys, naked and hard for the next scene. I noticed a couple of the guys were repeats from the first shoot, but they looked just as ready to do it again. All five of the guys looked around and shrugged.



“Come on,” Scottie groaned, handing his camera to me as he stormed towards the kitchen in search of his missing starlet. I saw him heading down the hallway where make-up was set-up in the big house’s den. “Fuck!” we heard out in the living room before he came storming back into the living room where the set was struck. “Why didn’t anyone tell me we were short an actress?” he snapped. The house was as silent as it was when the camera was turned-on.



He stood in the living room, looking at the guys lined up and ready for the next scene. He looked around the room as if he might find the missing actress standing behind a light tree. Finally, his eyes landed on my wife. He smiled. “Jill? Can I visit with you a moment?”



“Yes sir,” she said, following him out of the room and back down the hallway. Before they left, he took the camera away from her and handed it to me. I waited a minute, not sure what I was supposed to do. Why did he need her? Setting the two cameras on the couch, I went down the hallway to find my wife.



Scottie, Jill, and the make-up girl were standing the room talking. Jill had her top off and was standing topless in front of them. “What the fuck is going on?” I demanded.



“Get her ready,” Scottie snapped at the fat girl who did make-up. Turning to me, he gave my back the same chummy wallop he had on Jill’s first day on the set. “Light-boy,” he said to me, leading me into the hallway. “I believe your life is about to improve.”



“How?” I asked, suspicious and trying to see what was going on behind him.



“You’re about to be married to a bona fide porno star!” he said as if I had just won lottery.



“No fucking way!” I said, pushing the big man out of the way and storming back into the make-up room. Jill was taking off her pants. “What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded.



“Saving our bacon,” she said, finishing the job of getting naked.



“How? By fucking those five freaks out there?”



“If that’s what it takes,” she said, her jaw set in the way it gets when she’s determined to have her way. I could remember seeing her jaw set like that back in the sandbox when she wanted the toy I was using and in all the years since, it was a sign that I was about to lose an argument. Not that it ever stopped me.



“No,” I said. “It’s not happening. You’re my wife, not some slut, and you’re not going to fuck five guys.”



“Whose gonna stop me?” she asked, standing naked in front of me, her arms out to her side.



Speechless, I returned her stare. “Why were we even arguing about this?”



“Scottie needs me,” she said, her jaw softening. “He’s stuck and everyone has to get paid even if he doesn’t finish the shoot.”



“Fuck Scottie,” I said and her eyes went wide as she looked past my shoulder. I knew he was standing right behind me and I didn’t care.



“She won’t be fucking me,” he said. “And if you’re not careful, she might be fucking you anymore. Let’s talk.”



“Don’t do this,” I told Jill. “Get dress and let’s go home. We’ll figure something out.” I would had said more, but Scottie was pulling me away.



“Look, this isn’t a bad thing,” he tried to tell me. “She’s willing to do it and trust me, you’d rather have her doing it with you around than have her do it behind your back.”



“B-but…” I stammered, angry, frustrated, and confused. How could tell him I was her only man? That we were exclusive.



“But nothing, champ. Let it happen. She loves you. She said you need to the money and she wants to do it.”



“We don’t need the money this bad.”



He laughed. “Really? Five thousand dollars won’t make a difference to you?”



“Five?”



He nodded. “Come on, give her a chance. If she’s uncomfortable, we’ll stop.”



“Does she have to fuck all these guys?” I asked, realizing he had just steered back to the set.



“If she wants to. Are you going to stop her? She’s a little hellcat, isn’t she?” I looked at the guys lined up along the wall, all of them still sporting Viagra enhanced hard-ons that made me feel inadequate. “Look,” he offered. “If it makes you feel better, why don’t you wait in the kitchen? We’ve got some nice catering.” I shook my head. If this was something Jill wanted to do, then I was going to watch ever second of it, even if it killed me.



No one talked to me as I tried to focus on re-aiming lights and getting ready for the next scene. I tried to push away what was about to happen. It was just another shoot, right? I didn’t believe it, but maybe if I said it enough times inside my head, I would start believing it. I don’t know how long it took for Jill to finish in make-up, days? Weeks? That’s how it felt. Finally, I heard Scottie say, “There’s my star!”



I looked at the doorway and wrapped in a robe stood my wife, but was she really my wife? Her long brown hair was fluffed, styled, and curled in a way I’ve never seen. The make-up girl had applied fake eyelashes that made her eyes look bigger and more innocent than ever before and the way her face was painted, she looked as glamorous as any porn star I had ever witnessed walking on to the set. I stared at her, unsure if I believed my eyes. With a shy smile, she moved closer to me. “I love you,” she whispered.



“You’ve got a funny way of showing it,” I growled.



Her smile faltered as her jaw moved back into that set position. “Deal with it,” she said, turning to Scottie for her instructions.



“You’re beautiful,” Scottie said, giving her a huge, friendly smile. “Ready to become a star?”



“I guess,” she said, shooting me a nervous glance, swallowing hard, and nodding at Scottie. “Let’s do this.” She dropped her robe, exposing her naked body to everyone in the room. She avoided my gaze and stepped in front of the lights as I saw the final bit of make-up work: shaving her pussy smooth.



Angry, confused, and disbelieving, I stared at her and felt a new sensation happening, one I had never felt during a film shoot. I was getting hard. No, “getting hard,” doesn’t accurately describe what happened to me. I got hard in an instant and it hurt. My cock wasn’t pointing the right way and it hung up on my boxer shorts, wanting to be all the way hard. Hiding behind a light reflector, I grabbed at my pants and made a quick adjustment. Dammit! Why was my body betraying me like this? I glanced around the room. Had anyone noticed my need for adjustment? Not as far as I could tell. I saw the men lining up to join the set. The big girl who did the make-up had wandered out to the set, too. Behind her, the couple of extra people who always seemed to be on set came into the room, too. I held back a groan realizing everyone was here to watch Jill’s porn debut.



Standing in front of the bright lights she had helped set-up, she looked lost. “You’re beautiful,” Scottie told her. “Cover material.” I bit back a rueful snicker as he fed her the same line he gave every starlet. Worse, Jill smiled when he said it as if she believed it. “Ready for your co-stars?” he asked. She nodded, looking past him and giving the row of guys a brave smile as they filed past to stand in a row of hard, eager cocks behind her. “Okay, sweetheart, let’s starting, okay?”



Jill nodded, turned, and knelt in front of the guy on the far left. Scottie moved with her, kneeling to shoot down the row while I held the reflector to eliminate the shadows between their bodies. “That’s it, baby,” Scottie to her. “Suck that big cock. Take as much of it as you can.” I watched Jill opening her mouth wide, her red painted lips stretching around its girth as she bent her head to swallow as much of it as she could. When I dropped my reflector, it bounced off Scottie’s back. “Dude!” he scowled at me.



“Sorry,” I mumbled, scrambling to pick it the reflector. Unlike real actresses who paused during any break in the action, Jill didn’t. She was sucking the guy, stayed focused on the big cock in her small hand, and ignored the interruption I accidentally created.



“Yeah baby, suck it like a star,” Scottie said, working his camera. “Now move on to the next one.”



Jill shifted to her right, opening her mouth, and drawing the second man’s hard cock between her lips. He was as big as the first man and she gave him the same treatment. My anger began to fade with every throb of my hard cock. This wasn’t a stranger touching those hard cocks, sucking on them, holding in her hands and nuzzling against them, this was my wife, my Jill, the only woman I’ve ever know. Beneath the puffed up, styled hair and behind the make-up and false eyelashes was a woman I knew how to read. I saw the lust in her eyes, the fire burning there as she gave herself over to the moment. I saw how hard her nipples were, they were swollen stiff and if I was allowed to touch them, I knew they would feel like stiff pebbles.



The third cock in line was uncut. If it mattered to her, it didn’t show. She worked that monster with the same zeal as the first two, without a moment’s hesitation at how it looked or how it might have felt differently against her tongue, in her hand, or in her mouth. There were still two more men to go as I watched the number of men my wife had touched intimately multiply, doubling, tripling. It’s easy math when her base number was one before she dropped to her knees.



A moan wanton moaned escaped her lips as she moved from that third cock to the fourth one in the row. She used both her hands, stroking the man she just left as she stroked the man her mouth had yet to meet. “That’s it, baby,” Scottie told her from behind his camera. “Moan all you want. Let’s hear it. Tell us about it.”



“I’m so wet,” she mumbled, barely loud enough for us to hear.



“You’ve got say it louder, sweetie,” Scottie said, keeping his praise poured on as thick as he had with any starlet. “Tell us about it. Tell me about it. How’s that cock feel.”



“So good,” she said, louder.



“Yeah it does. Now say it to the camera.”



Jill pulled her mouth away from the big cock in her mouth, looked right in the camera and said, “I love cock.” The moan that followed her words came from me.



Scottie ignored my interruption, but to her to say it again. She did. “Now make it pop when you pull your mouth off of it,” he told her and just like any other shoot, she took his instructions. I had seen it before, the way Scottie would get a starlet to repeat a line, performing it again with a different emphasis or a different bit of wording.



It took Jill a couple tries to make the “pop” sound she knew Scottie wanted. “I love cock,” Jill said, giving the camera a proud smile. Scottie kept the camera going as she returned to sucking lucky Mr. Fourth in Line. A few head bobs later, he directed her to finish the line.



“Good,” Scottie said, pulling away and rearranging the men. “Circle around boys, you know what to do.” No one was inventing the idea of a gangbang. The guys moved around her, forming a circle that left room for Scottie and his camera. They began groping my wife, clutching at her hard nipples, grabbing at her ass, and trying to finger her pussy. “Just keep sucking,” he told Jill as he moved from spot to spot to get the shot he wanted. I’m couldn’t keep track of who she was sucking and I’m sure she couldn’t do it either. I heard her moan again and felt my hard cock straining inside my jeans. My head spun as I moved between feeling a jealous rage at the men touching her, betrayed by her willingness to let it happen, and dealing with the throbbing hard-on inside my pants.



I stood behind Scottie as he knelt low to get the shot he needed. He was inches from Jill’s face as she bobbed up and down on that big, uncut prick. “Get closer,” he told the guys on either side of her. They leaned in, poking their hard-ons close enough to touch her cheek. “That’s good, baby. Now see if you can fit two in your mouth at once.” Jill looked at Scottie while he talked, but she also looked past him to where I was standing. She looked at my crotch and smiled.



“Enjoying the show, baby?” she asked.



Scottie turned his head, confused, and was staring right at my crotch. He never flinched. In his line of work, being inches away from another man’s hard-on meant nothing to him. He turned back to his camera. “That’s perfect,” he told her. “Say that again, for the camera. Pretend the camera is light-boy’s hard dick.”



“Enjoying the show?” she repeated right before she found a way to work two cockheads inside her mouth at the same time. “Fuck, these hard cocks taste so fucking good,” she told the camera, but then her eyes flickered back to me. She might have said it to the camera, but she meant that for me.



“Good!” Scottie said. “I need some chatter guys.” We worked around the circle of guys surrounding Jill. All seasoned pros, the guys parted and closed the gaps depending on where Scottie wanted to be. And per his request, they added the extra chatter he wanted, too.



“That’s it, bitch, suck that cock,” one guy said and I felt myself bristle at him calling my wife a bitch.



“Here slut, suck on this one,” another guy said, pulling her head to his oversized log. “Yeah baby, tell me how you like it.”



“It’s so hard,” she purred between mouthful. “More!”



“I got more for you, cunt,” another guy said, shoving his cock into her mouth.



Again and again it happened as they teased her and used her mouth. They said horrible things to her, the same horrible things I had heard other guys say to the other two women earlier in the day. Jill ate it up along with their cocks, talking nasty back to them. My heart raced as I watched. I could barely breath, but I couldn’t look away any more than I could stop my cock from throbbing. I had never seen my wife look sexier than she did at that moment, on her knees, naked, and surrounded by cock.



Scottie stopped for a battery change. A gopher ran one to him. Other girls would have stopped when the camera was off. Why waste a good shot if it wasn’t being filmed? Jill either didn’t know that or didn’t care. She kept sucking. “You can stop while he changes batteries,” I whispered.



“What if I don’t want to stop?” she asked, moving to another cock.



Scottie rebooted his big digital video camera, but before he started filming again, he picked up the smaller, still camera. He handed it to me. “Take some pictures for the family photo album,” he told him. I heard a couple of the guys laugh. Fuckers.



“Do it, baby,” Jill told me. “Get a good picture of me with this big cock in my mouth.”



Holding up the camera, I watched her sucking cock on the tiny preview screen. Why did that make it worse? I snapped the shutter and it rapid-fired three shots in a row.



“What do you say, baby? Ready to get laid?” Scottie asked her.



Jill nodded. “How do you want me?”



“We’ll start simple first,” he said, nodding for one of the guys to sit on the couch. “Straddle that for us, okay?” She nodded again and stood with her legs spread over the man’s long, hard cock. When she grabbed it in her small hand, she could barely wrap her hand around it. Holding upright, she lowered herself on it, impaling that tiny, tight pussy that only I had known around it.



“Oh fuck she’s tight,” the actor reported as she moved.



“Not for long,” one of the other guys said, laughing.



I saw Jill wince as she worked the big fuck stick inside of her. She pulled away. I thought she was going to give up, but I was wrong. Bending over, she spat on the head, put her pussy back over it, and worked her way down again. “Ah, much better,” she said, her long eyelashes waving up and down as a wave of pleasure surged through her.



“Oh yeah,” Scottie said, filming away. “Remember, this is a gang-bang, fellows. She had to touch at least two cocks at all times. Let’s get some dick in the shot.” A couple of the guys moved forward, offering her hard cocks. Without being told, Jill sucked the guy on her right while jerking off the guy on her left. “Fucking perfect! That’s cover material!” Scottie pulled away to make room for me and the still camera. “Get some shots of that, it’s hot as hell!”



He was right, of course, it was hot as hell. I could see my wife’s freshly shaved pussy stretched tight around the cock inside of her. I saw the look of desperate pleasure in her eyes. Scottie reminded her to look at the camera while she sucked, eyes open and wide. She did and was looking right at me. Her gaze bore a hole in my heart that was filled with lust to be with her. I suddenly realized, I wanted this woman more than ever before in my life.



The guys formed a rotation with her, passing her from one man to the next. It was important to get good footage of every man fucking her. Scottie had made that clear doing the first two shoots. “All of you are her favorite,” he told the guys. “Let’s show that to the folks at home.” They bent and twisted my Jill as they passed her back and forth. She did them in a reverse cowgirl for the camera. She did them bent over. She even did one guy while clinging to him like a koala bear. As each position or man changed, I was there to take more still pictures. I had to take pictures of her fucking and sucking. Close-ups, far shots, and medium shots.

Her boyfriend’s words echoed in her mind like a bottomless well. “You’re boring as fuck Candice. You never want to do anything kinky or spontaneous.” I’ll show him. I’m keeping my man. She sat on the edge of her bed and slid her black thigh-highs up her long silky legs. She attached them to the straps of her black lace garter belt. Her skimpy thong and double “D” bra matched perfectly. She put on her tan designer trench coat and shiny black heels. Checking her reflection to see that her long blonde curls and generously applied make up were perfect, she decided she was ready to walk out the door.



“Come on its cold out here. Just buzz me in.” She whined into the intercom.



“What’s the magic word?” Bill loved to give Candice a hard time before letting her into his apartment building.



“Please.”



“Nope.”



“Bill, knock it off!”



“Fine, wimp!”



When she entered his spacious apartment over-looking a small lake she was mortified to see his three friends taking up his couch drinking beer and playing X-Box. They all greeted her between their competitive shit-talking.



“Hi you guys. Sweetie, I didn’t know you had company.”



“So?”



She stood, nervously wringing the strap to her jacket in her moist hands. “Take off your coat.” Bill said.



“N-no. It’s fine. I’m chilly.”



“Bullshit the heater’s on full-blast. Take it off, you look retarded.”



“No really, I can’t.”



Annoyed, Bill walked up behind her, reached around her waist, and stripped her jacket off. She gasped and tried to cover herself with her arms.



“What the fuck is this all about!” he exclaimed. His friends paused their game and gawked at Candice. Bill laughed hysterically. “Is this supposed to be your big surprise? How cliché.”



She froze and stared at the floor.



“Holy shit you’re fucking hot!” Frank shouted followed by Jim and Eric’s renditions of his comment. Candice’s heart lifted ever so slightly at the thought of being admired.



“Just give me my jacket back Bill. I’m leaving.”



“Not so fast. You came here in this get-up for a reason didn’t you?” She nodded. “You’re trying to put the spice back in our relationship right?” he scoffed. Her face turned red.



“I’m trying.” She muttered under her breath.



“If you really wanna’ show me how wild you can be you’ll take off your bra and show my friends your tits.” Candice looked up at him with contempt.



“Are you serious?”



“Either do it or leave.”



Candice hesitantly took off her bra revealing her voluminous breasts. The three men on the couch began to holler flattering obscenities. Unexpectedly she noticed herself being turned-on by this attention. Bill snatched her bra from her hand and tossed it on the floor.



“Now turn around and pick it up.” He ordered.



She did so, arousing the men even more. When she handed the garment back to Bill he repeated the action making her bend over again. “This time stay that way.” She remained in a fully bent position while everyone stared. “Pull your panties aside and show us your cunt.” She did as she was told. “Play with it.” She followed instructions and found herself to be soaking wet. This was the most excited she’d ever been.



“Bill, be a good pal and make her sit on my lap.” said Frank.



“You heard him. Get over there.”



She pranced across the room and sat down on Frank’s lap. “Feel free to help yourselves.” Jim graciously offered. She got a pit in her stomach and a lump in her throat. She felt conflicted. On one hand the fact that her boyfriend was willing to share her with these perverts was deeply hurtful and offensive; on the other hand… this was hot. Frank wasted no time taking Bill up on his invitation. He began fondling between her legs. On either side of Frank sat Jim and Eric. Each took a nipple into his mouth and began sucking so hard she imagined a breast pump would have nothing on them. Jim sat in the recliner and started stroking his cock while he watched his buddies toy with his girlfriend. “Somebody eat her out.”



“Dibs!” called Eric. He got on his knees in front of her. Frank forced her legs open and Eric buried his face in her pussy. She moaned with delight. Frank licked her neck and sucked her earlobe. Jim pulled out his dick and put her hand on it. She squeezed and stroked it fast. He let out a grunt.



“Baby, get on your knees and let Eric fuck you while you suck Frank’s dick.” Without a word she got into position and did as she was told. Eric slipped his cock into Candice’s shaved wet pussy. She hummed with enjoyment while she deep-throated Frank. Jim placed her hand around his member and motioned for her to jerk him off. She did.



“Fuck this, there’s room for me in her mouth too.” Jim said.



“Hell no, I don’t want your dick touching mine.” protested Frank.



“Stop being a bitch and share.” Bill demanded.



“Alright, alright!” Both men rose and pushed their cocks into her mouth. She gagged and drooled at first but she quickly adjusted and liked having her mouth bombarded by two men. Eric continued fucking her until he pulled out and came all over her ass. The warm wetness titillated Candice.



“Wipe that shit off. It’s my turn.” Frank got behind her and waited for Eric to clean up his mess. He wiped the cum off with his hand, and then wiped his hand on her hair. He plopped back down on the couch and resumed his video game.



Being the biggest of all the men, Frank’s penis did the most damage when he shoved it in. She squealed and pulled away from him. “Get back here slut.” He pulled her back onto his dick and pounded her cunt relentlessly. She could feel her flesh stretching around his thick cock. It started to burn and ache. Although the pain was erotic she couldn’t wait for him to finish. She focused on giving Jim head without dragging her teeth. Eventually Frank finally stroked himself off on her clit. Her pussy was bright red and tender.



Shoving Frank aside Jim entered Candice. It was too much for her to take. “Please fuck my ass.” She begged.



“No problem.” He spat on her asshole and squeezed his way in slowly. She groaned and shoved her face into the couch cushion.



“That-a-girl honey!” encouraged Bill.



Deeper and deeper he went, in and out, in and out. She whimpered and moaned. About two minutes later he filled her ass with cum. Bill walked up, steered her head with a hand full of her hair to face him and aimed his juices all over her eyes, nose, and cheeks. He let go, left her on her knees, and went back to his recliner. The men put their dicks back in their pants and continued drinking as though it never happened. Candice wiped the semen from her face and sat on the floor.



“Take a shower. You’re filthy.” Bill recommended.



“Okay.” In the shower she tried to reassure herself. I did what I had to do to make him happy. It would have been foolish to say no. I know he loves me; he just has trouble showing it. She shut off the water and dried off with a fluffy white towel. There was a rap on the bathroom door.



“Candice?”



“Yeah babe?”



“Can I come in?”



She opened the door and Bill entered.



“Look, I don’t know how to break this to you but I’m gonna’ need to ask you to leave. We’re kinda’ having a boy’s night and it’s a ‘no girls allowed’ sort of thing. Besides my friends are feeling awkward around you now that you fucked all of them. It’s pretty trashy.”



“But… I… I did it for you.”



“You think cheating on me is gonna’ make me love you more? What kind of girl fucks her boyfriend’s best friends and expects a reward?” He handed her her trench-coat and heels, reached down and picked up her panties, thigh-highs, and garter. “Don’t forget these.” Candice cried, put on her coat and heels, and stormed out.



“You’re one hell of a host Bill.”



“Thanks Frankie. I aim to serve.”

My husband came home from the party late and stinking of gin, but still very proper in his manners. He brought with him a tall woman whom he introduced as Delilah. She had fashionably long blonde hair, too heavy makeup and a blue sequined dress, split up to the thigh, that presented her silicone bosom to the world. She simpered and smiled when Howard introduced her, saying how she gave truly excellent blow jobs. “At least that’s what Leroy tells me, and he says that Anne finds her marvelous as well. A tongue like an angel.”



It was not what I wanted to hear at this hour. The children were in bed already, but Fiona had waited up an hour past her bedtime hoping to see her father, and I was upset with him for disappointing her. I am not good at concealing my temper – one of the reasons I avoid parties like the plague – but I was as civil as I thought the situation deserved.



“Well, isn’t that nice for them. How do you do, Delilah? I’d offer you a drink, but I see you have both already had an evening’s full share. Shall I call a taxi to send her home?”



Howard said at once, “No, no, Lucy, what are you saying? Darling, please, calm down. Delilah can come in for a bit, she’s just got here. Show some hospitality.”



“I thought I was. She has no business being here, and you have no business bringing her.”



He put his hands on my shoulders to calm me.



“Oh come now, Lucy. She’s a friend. She’s a very kind friend and I think that you’ll like her if you give her a chance. She’s very charming, aren’t you Delilah?”



“I try my best,” she said in a sultry voice.



I shook my head. “Are you crazy? Not like this, not unannounced. The children are here!”



He scoffed lightly. “They’re sound asleep and they’ll sleep for hours more. They’d sleep through a goddamn avalanche. You’ve got nothing to worry about.”



We have an arrangement. Sometimes we have visitors to our house, and sometimes they are invited to share our bed. This is something we both enjoy, but there are rules to how it works. I insist on them. First, I always meet these visitors and know them for at least a week in advance. Second, the children never meet them; they stay at a friend’s house or with a relative while we have our dalliances He broke both our rules in one swoop with this woman and I was upset.



My face must have told him, that and the clenching of my fist. He took a step away.



“Oh, calm yourself, Lucy. You’re not going to hit anyone. Fine, we don’t have to do anything at all tonight except talk. You can do that much, at least.”



I tried to relax, but I was really angry. “No, I don’t think I can. I don’t have any words right now that are suitable for company.”



“Well, fine then, you don’t have to talk. Just let her come in for a few minutes to have a drink. Let her have a rest for a while, we’ve been on our feet all damn night.”



I didn’t agree but I stopped resisting and let him bring her inside to the parlor. After a moment I followed them in and I let my husband fix me a drink.



Delilah lounged on the couch. She did not seem at all put out by my temper – if anything, she may’ve been turned on by it – and she smiled warmly while Howard clinked away at the glasses.



I sat at the other end of the couch and fidgeted. I was trying to hold on to my anger, but it was late; I didn’t have much energy for it. It was enough just to be annoyed. Besides, she was a pretty thing. Not her face exactly, which had some odd proportions, but the overall package was undeniably stimulating, even through my displeasure. It was a shame about her breasts, though: I understand wanting a handful, but have never cared for implants. I am fortunately blessed in that department.



She caught me inspecting her and her smile deepened. She adjusted her position so I could follow the curve of her stockinged thigh up to the slit in her dress. I blushed, ashamed at having been so easily found out.



I cleared my throat. Just sitting in silence would not do, after all.



“Are you a prostitute, Delilah?” I asked, a shockingly rude question – my unruly mouth was another reason Howard often preferred to leave me at home when he went out. Howard froze and dropped an ice cube on the tray.



“Dear, whatever are you saying?”



“I have a right to know who I am being asked to sleep with, I think. You haven’t given me the chance to get to know her otherwise, so I may as well ask. So, are you?”



Delilah was again not at all offended. “An understandable question, Lucy. May I call you Lucy? It’s unfair of me, but Howard has told me so much about you that I feel a little forward.” I indicated that I did not care what she called me as long as she answered my questions. “I have been a prostitute before,” she said, “for several years when I was a student, to pay my way. But now I am not. I work as an accountant at a company in town. However I do sometimes enjoy attending at parties, as a part of the entertainment, so to speak. As a sort of a hobby. I do get compensated for it, but the money isn’t the issue. I am here because I enjoy it.”



“I see,” I said. She was much more straightforward, and well-spoken, than I had anticipated. “And what is it, exactly, that you enjoy?”



She took the drink Howard offered her and sipped at it. “I enjoy meeting new people, people like yourself, Lucy.”



I maintained my cold expression, but her voice, deep, smooth and confident, and her unapologetic honesty, had warmed me up inside. My first impression was of a simple slut, but there was certainly more to her than that; I could see now why Howard had brought her. It was just a shame that he had broken our rules so. I might have otherwise enjoyed this woman a great deal.



Still I wanted to be a little cruel to them. “So are we expected to pay for your presence tonight, for the honor of meeting you?”



She waved the thought away. “Your friends, the Humbolts, wanted me for their party.”



“Please, they’re Howard’s friends, not mine.”



“And their party is over. I came here because Howard invited me very nicely.” Howard sat in the armchair near Delilah and smiled once, like a puppy recognizing its name.



I examined her face for any deeper meanings. She had a long jaw that curved up to a delicate ear nestled among her blonde locks. Her lips were thick, painted red, and ever so slightly smudged: against a glass or perhaps something else. I imagined those lips curled around Howard’s cock, her mascara-laden eyes softly closed, down-turned with tears pooling at the corners. With her tongue wetly cradling his member, Howard would hunch and gasp, and she would turn her head back slightly to open her throat to take him deeper, until his balls hung against her chin and his hair tickled her nose. I could just see him trying to decide if he should just let go and spend right away or else try to hold on to draw out the pleasure even longer. I decided he was impatient and watched him spend down her throat.



I swallowed and took a sip of scotch and ginger ale, my favorite drink. “Did you fuck my husband yet? Or give him one of your truly excellent blow jobs?”



Howard rolled his eyes. “Oh, dearest, you really like getting ahead of yourself. You know I wouldn’t do anything without your say so.”



“Like with Valerie,” I said. The memory still stung, no matter how much I said I’d forgiven him.



“Ages ago, and quite the misunderstanding.” To Delilah he explained, “It’s basically all right if she okays it first, and in that case I thought she had. Obviously we got things mixed up.”



Delilah was sympathetic to us both. “Well, these are delicate issues. I know it as well as anyone. I’ve had my heart broken more than once. Don’t worry yourself, Lucy. Howard’s been a perfect gentleman. He did show me his cock when he pissed in the garden, but I don’t think it was a come-on.”



Howard gulped his drink down and stood up. “Speaking of which, I’ve got to go again right now. Please be civil, darling, until I get back.” We both watched him leave the room. Then we turned back to each other.



“You wear too much make-up,” I opined. “It would be more flattering if you toned it down a bit, I think.”



She shrugged. “And you wear none at all,” she said. “You might look better with some.”



“I wasn’t expecting visitors. Really, I wish he’d called first.”



“What would you have said if he had told you I was coming?”



This time I shrugged. “I’d have told him to go stuff himself.”



“You are very beautiful.”



“And I don’t even have my make-up on,” I said with a sip of my drink.



“Your body is very attractive.” I rolled my eyes. “You have two children, yes? You don’t look it. You must take very good care of yourself.”



Whatever the situation, it wasn’t good to brag, so I said, “Not particularly.”



It amused her. She bit back a laugh, but then grew serious. “Are you really angry I’m here? I can go if you are. It’d be a shame, but I hate to upset a person in their own house.”



“Yes, I’m upset. Howard is a right bastard bringing you here. It’s nothing against you, you know. If he had followed the rules, I’d be happy to have you, well, you know, to bed.”



“You would?”



“I’d love it. You’re quite the most interesting person we’ve had for one of these dalliances in years.”



“You have no idea how interesting I am,” she said and slid closer to me on the couch.



“And Howard is such a bore sometimes. Frankly, that’s why I don’t mind it when he screws around with other women, as long as I know who it is. It’s much better when we have someone else around.” In truth, I was getting tipsy and saying too much. I had had a drink of my own just before they’d arrived, and I am not a strong drinker.



She touched my shoulder with one hand, tentatively, then stroked along the outside of my arm. I looked down at her hand, then at her lips again. It had been a while since we had a play partner. Almost half a year, in fact. I imagined tasting those lips and wet wriggly tongue. There would be the smell of alcohol on her breath, the feel of her teeth as I pushed inside her, the gentle moan that would begin in her throat and finish in mine as our breasts crushed together through our clothes. I would hold her and take her head in my hands, as if to force her mouth open to let my tongue in her deeper. She would submit to my kiss, let me all but fuck her mouth with my tongue, then catch me with her lips and turn a gentle suck into a fierce one, so that my tongue would ache with the suction. Deep in my lap, my heat grew stronger. I could feel the swelling of my vulva.



I took a deep breath. Damn him, I thought. He just had to break the rules with this one.



Looking down, I noticed her left hand resting on my thigh as her right slowly stroked my auburn hair. Warm and gently placed, the hand suggested many possibilities.



I brushed her away. “No,” I said, frustrated. “No, none of that now.”



“Why not?” she purred. “You said you want it. I can feel you getting ready. I can all but smell it. So if you want to so much, why not do it?”



“There are rules to how this works,” I said and sat up on the edge of the couch, hoping to regain some control of the situation. “I have to know them for at least a week, and the children can’t be anywhere around. I have to know you first or it just doesn’t work.” Changing positions didn’t go as I’d hoped because she came in close, half behind me, one hand at my elbow, the other around by my hip. Her breast brushed against my back and her breath tickled on my neck. It was all gentle enough that she didn’t cling or prod, which would have irritated me; instead her touch tempted me to lean back into her embrace, invited me to surrender.



“What’s so special about knowing me for a week?” Delilah asked. “How does that change anything?”



“It means I can see them in different circumstances and get an idea of their character. And it drives Howard crazy, the waiting. He is ever so attentive during a courtship; he goes out of his way to please me, to make me want it.”



“That’s understandable. I can see why you’d like that. It’s a good rule. But doesn’t it ever drive you crazy, too? Aren’t there times when you just drip with desire for someone? Like me? Because you can have me.”



“Damn it, I know! But that’s not it; the children are upstairs and I won’t risk disturbing them. I can just imagine them walking in in the middle of something. It’s too much to worry about.” I started getting worked up again. How could Howard have done this to me?



Delilah breathed slowly and rubbed my back, soothing me. Her hands were wide and strong, her manicured nails short and painted red. “Well, there is the risk,” she conceded. “But don’t you and Howard do it while they’re here?”



“That’s one thing,” I said, finishing my drink and putting the glass on the side table, “but having you here is another. They’ve walked in on us before. How embarrassing that was. But we had a good laugh about it.”



“So you don’t think you could laugh about it if I was here?”



“I couldn’t show them my face again.”



She ran both hands down my back, scratching lightly across my blouse. Her persistent touch never let the heat run out of me. One hand followed the arc of my ribs, coming up just under my breast, almost cupping it before easing back along my hips.



“You probably could, you know. I find women like you amazing. So much depends on you, so many big and little things. I won’t tell you not to worry, but this is just a few hours. They might hear us and wonder, but the truth won’t break them. And you must agree that they probably won’t. This is a big house.” It was a big house; if Fiona or Henry woke up, they’d probably just go to the bathroom and go right back to bed, unless one of us was actually screaming. I wanted to believe it.



Her hands were driving me crazy. I wanted to feel them on my breasts, in my mouth, on my thighs, my pussy. I could just imagine her digits dancing over my labia, spreading them and teasing away at my clit. Her warm breath and tongue would glide up though my slit like a wave ebbing and flowing, bathing me with her juices. Measured, playful and strong, she would tease my ass and wriggle a long finger in while sucking on me; I might come just from that. I hadn’t been this excited since I was newly married.



Delilah whispered in my ear. “I’m here now, and I won’t hurt you, or your children, and I won’t take your husband away. We’re safe. I am just here for tonight. We can just share pleasure with each other. You can have everything you want, and I’ll take all you can give.”



“Rules,” I said, desperately. “They are important. Rules are rules.”



“Yes,” she agreed, and she was touching me and I was loving it. Delilah kneaded my breast gently into my heart and stroked from my thighs up to my stomach, pulling me into her. She kissed my neck, the root of my jaw and my ear. Her breath made me gasp, and I struggled between two conflicting desires, to hold her in return and to pull away.



“Those rules have saved my marriage, my family,” I said, my last defense.



“They have,” she agreed, “but every rule needs an exception.”



No shit, I thought. The dam broke.



“You are exceptional!” I said, and turned and kissed her full on the mouth.



She sucked my breath away hungrily, her tongue roving between our lips. I clutched her to me, gasping, kissing and holding her. Delilah fondled me through my clothes, undoing a button here and there as she went until almost with a flick of her wrist it seemed my blouse was off and my bra was open.



“Just beautiful,” she said, pausing to admire her handiwork. Taking a breast in each hand, she leaned close and began to kiss them. Her tongue sent electric shivers from my nipples down to my clit; I’ve always been quite sensitive there. She suckled at a gentle pace, switching from one to the other periodically while she undid my slacks and worked them down to my knees.



“Wait,” I said, kicking them off. “I want to touch you, too.”



“I was waiting for that. I have some surprises for you.”



Kneeling on the couch, kissing her, I unzipped her dress and slid it carefully down to reveal her breasts. They were the silicone shaped spheres that I normally disapproved of, but now I didn’t let myself object to them. Even if they weren’t that great to fondle, I wanted to lay some claim to her body before we got down to still more intimate activities. I gave each nipple a firm suck until they stood erect. My fingers roamed across the breadth of her back, down over her narrow hips to caress her ass through her silky black underwear. I noted with approval that she wore her panties over her garters.



Moving my kisses lower, I looked up at her mischievously. Her chest rose and fell with anticipation. I could picture her expression changing when I eventually found her clit with my tongue. I cherished that moment with all of my lovers. What sort of moan would she give me, I wondered. I knew the sounds I would give her when it was my turn.



I let my hands slink around and tease the air around her crotch. She unconsciously swayed her hips, trying to make me touch her, but I stayed just out of the way, letting her long for it until one finger brushed the lower edge of her mons. It was stiffer than I expected. My whole hand rubbed over her, but instead of meeting the damp heat of an eager cunt, I found a long, engorged shaft straining against the tight fabric of her panties.



My breath caught as I peeled them away and found her erect cock and a loose ball sack decorated with thin tufts of dark blonde hair. I just stared at it with nothing to say. I looked up at Delilah and she smiled at me.



“Surprise,” she said, and touched my face. “Open your mouth.” I did, and she lifted her cock and put the tip of it against my lips. It was of average size and girth, a good mouthful. I tested the glans with an experimental lick. It was real: a live cock, no dildo. “Suck me,” she said. “Let me feel you inside.” So I took her member in my fingers and closed my lips over it and began to work it. It took me a minute to warm up, but when I slid the skin across the shaft with both hands while sucking it fully into my mouth until it reached the top of my throat, she gave a soft little groan, the kind I find so adorable.



Suddenly I couldn’t wait to make her come. Whatever twist of things had brought this strange she-male into my house, I wasn’t going to ruin things by worrying about it now. With copious spit to lube my lips and hands, I loved that shaft up and down, making her gasp and move her hips. Cupping her balls, I gently sucked them into my mouth and then let them pop out again and again. I licked up along the underside of the cock, and then down the top to work my way around again. I took her deep in my mouth as far as I could, bobbing up and down in short strokes. She hummed and sighed, her breath getting shorter as I built the pleasure up inside her.



Footsteps came from behind me. I had all but forgotten about him, but Howard was there – he had been watching for some time – and his tumescent cock hung out of his fly. I looked around, but he was intent on Delilah and waved me back to my business.



“I was hoping you could help me with this,” he said, “it’s been giving me the worst trouble.”



“I wondered when you’d be back,” she said over a hiss of pleasure as I twined my hands around her shaft. “Take off you pants.” He complied. Delilah rubbed at his cock, turning it over, noting its fat head and bulging veins. I could feel her attention shift away from my actions as she lay back onto the couch and pulled him over her. At the same time she pulled me along with her legs and let me know she appreciated my efforts. She took Howard’s cock with her lips giving it soft kisses and gradually engulfed it. He let out a long stiff exhale. I, of course, could not see everything she did, but I could hear the slurping and the slushing of it over Howard’s enthusiastic commentary.

Her hands were shaking as she put the papers down on the dining room table. She had been consoling herself that things couldn’t possibly get any worse, but they just had. They were going to lose their home. It had been a tough couple of months, and thus far she had held up under the pressure. But this news hit her like a ton of bricks.



It was bad enough that her husband was in jail, but she had held out hope that he would be able to clear himself once the case went to trial. After all, she was sure that he was innocent and the facts would ultimately free him. Then they could go back to their secure, yet indifferent personal relationship with one another. As strained and remote as their marriage had become, she still thought of him as an honest man and a good pastor.



After their daughter had died in childbirth the year after the twins were born, there had been a gulf between she and her husband Martin. Secretly, she blamed him. If he hadn’t insisted on her going with him on the church outing when she was almost at full term, it never would have happened.



If the woman from the next motel room hadn’t been there at the time, she would probably have died, as well as miscarrying what would have been their daughter. She still almost died as her husband and the woman rushed her to the local clinic in the remote desert community, unconscious and losing blood.



Jane’s thoughts returned to the problem at hand. She hadn’t counted on this. The church was going to evict them from their home of over 20 years. Even worse, the letter also said that they would be withdrawing her husband’s salary and her stipend to work with the church’s youths, leaving her penniless.



The church members had been very supportive at first. They too, didn’t believe that her husband had embezzled all those funds from the church. But as the evidence mounted and the size of the missing funds became clear, the members started to turn on their jailed pastor.



Jane’s phone had quit ringing with the supportive calls from the ladies of the church and the church office now referred all calls from the news media to her home phone number. The news cameras no longer hung out in front of the house all day, as they had in the first couple of weeks, they had moved on to the next big story. The throng of TV reporters, trucks and satellite dishes had been replaced by the snide notes left in the mailbox and the bricks that had been thrown through the windows on the front of the house.



Jane was glad, at least, that the twins were away at college and didn’t have to experience being ostracized by their friends. The boys were hundreds of miles away in Phoenix, attending college. She was also glad now that the boys and her husband had decided for them to switch schools and transfer from the local junior college.



Jane didn’t understand why they had made the sudden move, but that was something between them and their dad who made all of the decisions in the household, and it certainly seemed to have turned out for the best, in retrospect. Originally, she didn’t like the idea of them being that far away from home. Unlike their father, they were a bit on the wild side, free spirits, she liked to call them.



But what was she going to do now? Her husband Martin had always made all the decisions. He was 20 Years older than her and he had always handled all their affairs. How long would she be able to stay in the house before she was evicted? Where would she find a job? How could she afford to keep the boys in college? Their attorney had told her that the case probably wouldn’t go to trial for at least another six months, or longer. And because he was considered a flight risk, given the amount of the missing funds, they couldn’t afford to make bail.



Jane finally decided to call their attorney, Richard Saunders, and get his advice. She really didn’t want to call him, because he made her feel uncomfortable. He always looked like we was mentally undressing her and it really unsettled her since she was naturally very shy and wary of other men.



Her mind began to drift. She didn’t know much about men, she thought. Her parents had pushed her into marrying Martin when she was just barely sixteen. They were devout churchgoers and they thought the new, assistant pastor at their church would be an excellent match.



Within months of getting married Martin got his own church just sixty miles away, and the house the church provided, and then came the twin boys, just weeks later. It had been a good life, until she lost her daughter. Following the miscarriage Jane was left sterile and her life had become the same.



After that, there was a void that had never quite been filled. She put up a good front, but she had felt trapped for years, and now she might end up out on the street, completely destitute. The thought filled her with anxiety.



Thank God, she thought to herself, that her parents were no longer here to see this. The thought of them brought her back to reality and the task at hand.



Jane picked up the phone and dialed Richard’s office in LA. He should still be there, she thought, he wouldn’t be making the commute back to the Antelope Valley for at least another hour.



“Dixon, Murphy and Saunders,” the receptionist responded, “How may I assist you?”



“This is Jane Fields. I am calling for Mr. Saunders.”



“Just a moment Ms. Fields, let me see if Mr. Saunders is available.”



Strains of new age music filled the void as the receptionist put Jane on hold.



“Jane, this is Richard. What can I do for you? Is everything all right?” Richard paused to think and then said, “Forgive me that was a stupid question under the circumstances. Please, what can I do for you? If you are calling about Martin, we won’t have any further word until the next hearing in a couple of weeks.”



Jane thought, perhaps, that Richard may already know what she was calling about, since he was a member of the church board, as well as their attorney, but then, maybe the rest of the board had acted without him knowing, since he was representing Martin as well.



“The church sent us a registered letter this morning and they are evicting us from the house and taking away Martin’s and my salaries. What am I going to do?”



“I suspected something like that when the church called a board meeting without me last night. I’m so sorry,” said Richard soothingly.



“How am I going to support the kids and me without Martin’s salary? How are we going to pay you?”



“Don’t worry about my salary,” said Richard. “Let’s make sure we take care of you and the kids first. Tell you what…I’m just getting ready to leave downtown now. I only have one more client. I’ll stop by on my way home and we can discuss it. I’ll see you in about an hour and a half. Don’t call the church, let me handle that. From now on you need to let me deal with them. There may be litigation and I don’t want you saying the wrong thing accidentally.”



Before Jane could say anything, Richard clicked off. She would have preferred to meet him at his office the following day. She didn’t feel comfortable having him in her home, especially since she was alone. Too late now, she thought. She didn’t have much of a choice and she needed to trust him, since he was the only person to stick by her husband, and now with her, during this nightmare.



Jane decided to shower and change clothes before Richard arrived. She was depressed and hadn’t been out in days and had been wearing the same sweatshirt and sweatpants for two days. She was sure she reeked.



Jane took a long shower and as the warm water washed over her, pulsing into her flesh, she found herself reaching down below her ample bush to touch herself. As the pleasurable feeling started to wash over her, she pulled her finger away quickly. That is nasty, she thought. I have been doing that too much lately. I have to stop.



As Jane stepped from the shower she dried herself in front of the mirror. She wondered what Richard imagined she looked like under her dress when he undressed her with his eyes. Would what he imagined be better than what she was looking at in the mirror? She took stock of herself from head to toe.



The long blonde hair still showed no sign of gray and still possessed its natural curliness. Her body was still lean and athletic and betrayed no sign of childbirth. Her breasts were a bit small for her long and willowy limbs, but gravity had not yet taken its toll. Her face betrayed no signs of her age.



Jane had one of those Scandinavian faces that seemed to defy aging and her freckled flesh radiated good health. She would have looked like a tall Amazon princess, were her overall appearance not so girl next door wholesome. Overall, she thought to herself, not bad.



Then she stopped herself. What was she thinking? She blushed in shame. Her husband was in jail, she was about to lose her house, her kids future was hanging in the balance and she was wondering how a guy who gives her the creeps thinks she looks naked. What had gotten into her? She immediately put the disgusting thoughts out of her mind.



Jane hurried to the bedroom to get dressed. First she donned the not very attractive granny panties and then the sports bra and then finally the drab flowered pastel sundress that completely covered her shoulders and reached down below her knees. She was the very image of the parson’s wife. As she finished putting her sneakers on the doorbell rang.



As Jane opened the door she gasped quietly.



“Is everything OK?” asked Richard with alarm.



Jane blushed, and explained that she thought he would still be dressed in his business suit not a t-shirt and gym shorts and that she didn’t think he would be there so soon. Jane was staring down at the bulge in Richard’s shorts and was noticeably flustered.



Richard laughed and explained that he changed at the office, since he was off to the gym, immediately after he got through meeting with her and that his final client had cancelled at the last minute.



“May I come in?” he asked as he pushed his way through the door, brushing against Jane’s left breast, in an almost massaging motion, as he did so. She jumped backward as though she had just received an electric jolt. She never allowed herself to get close to other men, much less have them touch her breasts. The tingling sensation she felt startled her. What was wrong with her?



Richard sat down at the dining room table and read the letter from the church. When he was through he looked at Jane who sat across from him. She had a forlorn look on her face. There were tears welling up in her eyes that she could barely hold back.



“What am I going to do?” she asked. “I’ve never had to work. I’ve always been married.”



“I’m sure we can work this all out. First I’ll contact the church and see if I can buy you some time. Then I’ll make a couple of inquiries with one of my other clients. Perhaps one of them needs a receptionist or secretarial help. You’ve done a lot of that around the church, so it’s not like you don’t have skills. Let me see what I can come up with.”



Jane’s spirits brightened at Richard’s words as he was getting up to go. Perhaps things would work out. Jane’s momentary sense of relief took hold of her emotions and she began to sob openly.



“Just hang in there. This too shall pass,” said Richard as he stepped toward her and wrapped his arms around her, drawing her into a tight bear hug. It happened so quickly, Jane didn’t have time to react. Before she knew it her body was pressed against Richard’s. Jane felt the same tingling sensation as before, only stronger and she felt slightly light-headed as the blood rushed to her head. The tingling intensified and now seemed to be centered between her legs. She pulled away, realizing that the source of all the tingling was the hard pulsating muscle beneath Richard’s gym shorts that was pressed against her flat stomach.



Jane was beet red now and could barely speak as she stepped back. “Thank you so much,” she stammered. “Please don’t let me keep you any longer. I’m sure you want to get to the gym.”



“Absolutely!” said Richard with feigned seriousness. “You know what they say about muscles, don’t you? Use them or lose them.”



Jane blushed, an even deeper shade of red as Richard disappeared down the driveway.



“This is going to be easier than I thought,” Richard smiled to himself as he pulled away.





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Jane was all wound up and had a hard time sleeping that night. She worried about her husband. She worried about herself and her children. What would become of them?



When Jane would start to drift off, she was jarred awake again as her thoughts wandered to the giant appendage that had literally sent shock waves through her body earlier that evening. She had never known that a man’s thing could be that big. Martin’s was nowhere near as large and she had only seen his or felt it on the infrequent occasions when she found herself in the missionary position, tending dutifully to her husband’s needs.



Both she and Martin were naturally shy about their bodies and never allowed one another to see each other naked. Jane couldn’t get her mind off of what she had felt pressed against her. What did it look like, she wondered? She tried to put the wicked thoughts out of her mind but they kept intruding on her consciousness.



After a few hours of fitful sleep Jane awoke much later than normal, about 10 a.m. Jane felt out of sorts since she never slept in that late. The day was half gone, she thought. After breakfast Jane busied herself making lists. She made one list of the possessions they could sell to raise some money, another list of the things they would need to keep wherever they may have to move and a third list of the things they might have to put into storage.



The lists kept Jane busy for a couple of hours. She was hoping she might get a call back from Richard and that he would have talked the church out of evicting them, and if not that, perhaps at least some word on a job. Getting out of the house would be good for her, she thought. She was going stir crazy cooped up in the house all alone with no one to talk to and nothing but her worries.



As the afternoon faded away Jane’s hope that she would hear from Richard began to fade. Finally she worked up the courage to call him at his office, but the receptionist told her that he was out of the office and tied up in a very important meeting with one of his major clients and wouldn’t be available until the following day.



Hopes dashed, Jane decided to fix some dinner and turn in early. She was exhausted after a fitful night.



———-



The sound of the phone jarred her from her sleep and she knocked the receiver to the floor as she fumbled for it in the darkness. Once she pulled the receiver up by the cord and placed it to her ear she heard Richard’s voice on the other end. He sounded excited. “Jane, are you there?”



“Yes, hello” Jane said sleepily. “I…I was asleep.”



“Sorry to wake you, but I wanted to call you right away. I think I have some good news for you.”



“Has the church changed its mind?” Jane asked hopefully.



“No, unfortunately. They were adamant in their position. As a matter of fact, they have retained other counsel and have decided to sue you and Martin for the missing funds. I have had to recuse myself as their attorney for now, but that isn’t why I called.”



“You said you had some good news,” Jane said. She had enough bad news already and some good news would be nice for a change.



“Yes, I just got done meeting with one of my major clients and they are about to roll out a new product. I told them about your situation and they seemed to think they might have a position for you. Given your background, they think you would be a perfect fit for them. They said you have the wholesome appearance they are looking for and that you seemed to be very well spoken.”



“How do they know that?” Jane asked quizzically.



“They saw you on the local TV news a couple of weeks ago when you were talking to the reporters outside your house,” said Richard.



“Oh? And all the negative publicity doesn’t scare them away?” asked Jane.



“No,” said Richard, “They don’t see it as a problem. What is more, this isn’t a low paying entry level receptionist job. They think you have some unique qualities that make you perfect for their project. They are willing to offer you a generous starting salary, plus bonuses if you meet certain performance goals. Even better, they are willing to provide you with housing while you go through training and a signing bonus that should take care of the boys’ tuition and expenses for the next few months, but only if you are willing to move forward quickly.”



“I…I don’t know what to say,” Jane said groggily as she tried to assimilate the information in her slowly awakening, but racing, brain. “It sounds too good to be true.”



“Well it is true, but what is important is that you need to move quickly on this offer before they find someone else…or have second thoughts,” said Richard. “They want to meet with you tomorrow morning. I’ll pick you up at your home at 7 a.m.”



“Yes, I guess, I…I’m sorry this is going so fast. What should I wear? What do I need to bring along? Do I need a resume or anything? Shouldn’t I drive in myself? I wouldn’t want to impose on you.” asked Jane as her mind continued to race.



“Don’t be silly,” said Richard, “besides it is going to be an all-day affair. I can give you a ride home. You won’t need a resume and just wear one of the outfits you wear to church, that should be fine. Make sure you bring your driver’s license and social security card. If you have a passport, bring that too, just to be safe. You’ll have to fill out an application and they are probably going to put you through their normal battery of tests.”



“Tests?” asked Jane quizzically.



“Yes, they are a big company and they put every potential hire through a battery of psychological tests as well as a physical. Don’t worry about it. That’s normal. Besides, I’ll be there to help you with any questions,” Richard reassured.



“Well, OK then. I guess I’ll see you in the morning. Thank you so much. I can’t tell you how appreciative I am.” said Jane earnestly.



“We can talk about that later,” he laughed, “I’ll see you in the morning.”



———-



“Well, she bought the whole thing. You’ll need to make sure you are ready in the morning. I’ll have her here at 9 a.m.,” Richard said to the woman sitting across from him as he hung up the phone.



“I think we need to proceed as quickly as possible. I want to be crossing the finishing line in two weeks. The faster we move, the less time she will have for second thought,” said the woman.



Both he and the woman got up and walked out the door as Richard clicked the light off behind him.



———-



On the way into LA Richard filled Jane in on what was in store for the day. There would be an initial interview with the senior members of the team she would be working with. If all went well, she would then fill out an application, go through a battery of psychological test that might take a couple of hours and then, finally, take a physical.



Once all this preliminary stuff was out of the way, then they would get down to the contract and other agreements. According to Richard there would be an employment contract, as well as what he called the usual non-disclosure agreement. It seemed like a lot, but Jane had never had a real job, so she guessed this was the normal process.



It was just 9 a.m. as they drove through the gates of the complex in the San Fernando Valley. It was an impressive parklike complex with a tall fence surrounding it. It was on the edge of a commercial complex that contained the campuses of many companies, whose names she recognized.



There was no sign on the gate or on the front of the building like the other complexes. It was a very modern looking three story building with trees and lawn surrounding it with the parking in an underground structure.

The guard recognized Richard and opened the gate as they drove in. Richard quickly drove into the underground parking structure and parked his Mercedes in the space with his name on it.



“You have your own space?” Jane asked.



“Yes. I forgot to mention, I am on their board of directors as well as their corporate counsel,” said Richard nonchalantly



The elevator was just steps from Richard’s parking space and they took it directly to the third floor. As they exited the elevator they were greeted by the receptionist who ushered them into the conference room at the end of the hall. Sitting in the conference room were two men and a woman who rose to greet Jane and Richard as they entered the room.



The men were both in their early 40s and dressed casually in brightly colored flowered camp shirts and the woman looked to be in her late 20s or early 30s. She was movie star gorgeous with dark hair wrapped in a bun. Her red outfit was very stylish and professional, although Jane thought the skirt was excessively short. The tight fitting outfit accentuated her sculpted features.



All three greeted Jane warmly. The men shook her hand and the woman nodded to her from the end of the conference table, smiling at her warmly, but taking Jane in with what Jane thought were catlike eyes.



The woman was the first to speak. “My name is Deirdre and this is Tom and Kieran. I am the president of Edge Enterprises. Tom and Kieran are my operations manager and your potential team leaders, respectively. We are here today to assess whether you are the right person to be the face for a new product we are preparing to market in the near future.”



Deirdre continued. “As I think Richard told you, we became aware of you from the many times you appeared on the local news. When Richard asked if we might have a position for you at our meeting yesterday, we decided to extend you an interview. Based upon what we saw on TV, you look like you could be the perfect candidate for our new product. What you need to understand is that the position we envision for you is potentially very high profile and consequently we have to be completely sure that you are the right person for the position before we proceed any further.”



Deirdre paused for a moment to let what she had said sink in. “Do you understand what I have said thus far?”



“Yes, I think so,” replied Jane hesitantly.



“Let me be blunt. What attracted us to you is the wholesome image you conveyed on TV. You appeared to be just the type of person we are looking for to help us market our new product. Are you that type of wholesome individual?”



“Well yes, I think so. I have always tried to be good,” said Jane.



“Good then,” replied Deirdre. “We are going to ask you a battery of very personal questions. So you know in advance, we assume that you will find many of them offensive and highly invasive. There are no right answers or wrong answers, only your answers. It is very important to us that you are actually as you appear. Many media companies have morals clauses in their contracts, as do we. Do you understand?”



“OK,” replied Jane softly. She wasn’t quite sure what this was all about but she really needed a job and this one paid too well to pass up.



“Then let’s proceed. Kieran will be conducting this initial interview, since he will be your team leader. While Kieran is conducting the interview, I will be meeting with Richard to discuss the terms of your contract,” said Deirdre as she rose to leave the conference room. Tom and Richard followed her out the door.



“OK Jane, this is going to take a while, so let’s move over to the couch in the corner of the room where it is a little more comfortable. Would you like a bottle of water or anything?”



“No thank you,” said Jane as she moved to the couch. Kieran sat down next to her at an angle so he was facing her. She sank back into the plush cushions as Kieran sat on the edge, hovering over her, somewhat intimidatingly.



“OK, let’s get started,” said Kieran. “Have you ever had intercourse with anyone other than your husband?



Blushing, Jane replied “No.”



“Have you ever engaged in any type of sexual activity with another man?”



“No,” Jane quickly replied.



“Have you ever engaged in any type of sexual activity with a woman?”



Wide eyed, Jane replied, “NO.”



It was a long list of very personal questions, mostly having to do with sex to which Jane replied no. The long and the short of it was that Jane had never engaged in any sexual activities other than plain vanilla sex and only with her husband. For some of the questions Kieran had to provide an explanation of what he was talking about, with each explanation making Jane blush that much more.



When they were through, Jane was sitting quietly with her eyes downcast, completely humiliated by the questions. Strangely, Jane thought, part of her embarrassment was that all of her answers were no. “Is anyone else really as goody, goody as me?” she thought to herself almost in shame.



“Thank you for your frank responses Jane” said Kieran. “I know this was difficult, but you handled yourself really well. For what it is worth, I think you are a shoe in for this position. I look forward to working with you.” With that, Kieran leaned forward and gave Jane a peck on the cheek and squeezed her thigh as he got up to leave. It happened so quick she didn’t have a chance to react other than to note that the tingling sensation was back.



As Kieran left, he indicated that she should remain in the conference room and someone would come get her in a few minutes.



Jane sat in the conference room waiting for someone to get her and wondering if she hadn’t answered the questions correctly. Had she blown the opportunity that Richard had given her?



After about 30 minutes Tom appeared at the door smiling. “Well Jane, you passed the first part of the interview with flying colors and now it is time to have you complete a formal application. Please fill this out and when you are done drop it off with the receptionist. Please leave your driver’s license, social security card and passport, if you have one, with the receptionist to be copied. I’ll see you a bit later.”



Jane completed the application and dropped it off with the receptionist along with her documents. The receptionist thanked her and escorted her down to the second floor to another small office which was sparsely furnished but contained a desktop computer on the table in the corner.



The receptionist moved the mouse and the screen lit up. She navigated to a website and entered Jane’s name along with a password from a post-it attached to Jane’s application.



“This is a short battery of psychological tests to assess your personality type and to determine your suitability for the position you are applying for. As they probably already told you, there are no right answers or wrong answers, only your answers. Don’t try to guess the right answer, if you do, you will fail,” said the receptionist.



Jane spent the next hour answering the questions. She was thankful that they were not as intrusive as the ones asked previously. They seemed innocuous by comparison. When she was finished, she picked up the phone and called the receptionist as instructed.



A few minutes later a woman opened the door. She appeared to be a nurse judging from her white uniform. “Jane?” she asked as Jane looked up. “Please come with me. We are going to move on to your physical. Mr. Saunders is still working out the details of your contract with the president, so we thought we could get this out of the way.” The nurse talked as they walked down to the end of the corridor and entered what appeared to be an examination room.



“Please disrobe completely and put on this gown. While you are waiting, please fill out this medical history for our records and provide your family physician’s name. The doctor will be with you shortly.”



Jane disrobed and put on the flimsy gown which was open at the back. After 10 minutes or so the doctor arrived along with the nurse. He was a tall stockily built man with large hands and thick fingers. Jane’s hand disappeared in his when he shook it.



“It is nice to meet you Jane. I’m doctor Contreras and I will be conducting your physical. The position you are being considered for may involve foreign travel. I noticed that you do not have a passport. Is that correct?”



“Yes, I’ve never traveled out of the country.”



“That is OK. However, your new job may require foreign travel, so we may as well take care of the immunizations you will need while you are here, for when you apply for a passport.”



With that, the nurse produced a tray of needles from the drawer and began to prepare them. “You may feel a little groggy and out of sorts for a while following the immunizations, but don’t be alarmed. You may even feel a little warm, that’s natural.”



“Now sit on the edge of the table and we can get started.” The doctor went through the normal pokes and prods, examining Jane’s ears, mouth, eyes, etc. As the doctor did so the nurse proceeded with the vaccinations. Finally, he asked the nurse to assist Jane in lying down on the table and getting her feet into the stirrups.



Jane was somewhat surprised that they would be doing a pelvic exam and asked if it was entirely necessary. She indicated that her regular physician is a woman and that she was uncomfortable with the procedure.



The doctor frowned deeply and leaned close to Jane. In a quiet, yet stern voice he told Jane, “This really isn’t a time to be squeamish. This company is looking at making a major investment in you in time and money and I have been told that if you do not cooperate fully, I should ask you to leave. Do we understand each other?”



It was obvious from the doctor’s expression that he was dead serious. Jane replied yes and lay back placing her heels in the stirrups. Jane thought it odd that the nurse was buckling the leather straps that were attached.



Jane looked away and tried to avoid looking as the doctor peered at and prodded her most private parts that even her husband had never seen that closely. Jane was fully flushed with embarrassment now at having her legs in the air with a strange man moving his fingers around her special place.



Because she was looking away, she didn’t notice that the doctor wasn’t wearing surgical gloves. The doctor smiled at her embarrassment and found her blushing almost quaint. As he continued to probe around the entrance to Jane’s vagina he noticed that his fingers were moving freely. She was wet. He also noticed that Jane’s backside was involuntarily lifting from the table and following the movement of his fingers. The doctor looked up at the nurse who was standing behind Jane smiling.



“This is only going to take a little longer. If you could please spread your legs a little wider please, we’ll be through soon.” Jane just wanted this to be over as soon as possible. She was trembling now and was feeling light-headed as the doctor stuck his middle and index finger all the way inside. Jane shuddered as her body betrayed her, willing her to lift her ass off the table to meet his thrusting fingers, with her vagina closing around the doctor’s fingers as he moved them in and out.



“Your vagina appears to be in excellent physical shape my dear. You lubricate very well.” With that, the doctor’s thumb found Jane’s clit and her ass began to move up and down on its own following the movement of the doctor’s fingers and sliding thumb. Jane wanted to reach down and pull his hand away, but she realized that the nurse was holding each of her wrists behind her head.



Jane was frantic now. What kind of exam was this, she thought as she started to get even more light-headed. “What are you do…” Jane tried to get the words out but all that came out now was a deep guttural moan from deep inside her. Jane’s hips were wildly gyrating now. “Oh my God! NO! No I can’t let you…Oh God…Oh…” Jane was now completely lost in her orgasm. All that came out was whimpering and moaning. Jane’s hips and ass continued to move to the steady motion of the doctor’s fingers as her ass now arched high off the table. Jane continued to come again and again until her sweat soaked body had left the paper robe stuck to her, revealing the full outline of her heaving breasts.





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As Dr. Contreras pulled his fingers from Jane’s now wet and compliant pussy he looked up at her and said, “All right my dear. This portion of the exam is concluded. I’m sorry we had to surprise you like that, but there was some concern that you may have been physically incapable of an orgasm, given your limited sexual history. Obviously you are quite capable,” he said smiling. “While the company is looking for someone of your high moral character, it is necessary from their point of view that it is as a result of your virtue, not any abnormal physical condition. I hope you understand.”



Jane was still breathing hard. She had her eyes closed tightly and was trying to pretend that nothing had just happened.



“Do you understand?”



“Yes,” she said meekly, “I understand.” Jane’s head was spinning now. It was almost like she was standing behind herself. A neutral observer to what had just happened.



“Good. Now we can move on the final portion of the exam. It will be necessary to take a complete set of x-rays of your body as well as photographs. For this it will be much easier if you are completely naked. Please remove the gown and step over to the wall.”



Jane didn’t understand why any of this was necessary. She had physicals before and they didn’t include this, and certainly not her doctor bringing her to orgasm. “Why is this…” Jane started to say in exasperation but before she could get the words out the doctor was in her face again. “Do you want to leave? If not, do as I say and we can get this over with. I’m a doctor. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen a thousand times before.”



There was no use. Jane stood and moved to the wall. As she did, the nurse pulled on her gown from behind and it peeled away, leaving her completely naked. Jane stood there with her eyes downcast, humiliated.



“Please hold your head up and open your eyes.” As Jane complied she saw the first flash of light. For the next 15 minutes the doctor snapped off one photograph after another as the nurse held a small ruler next to various features of Jane’s body. The doctor spent a considerable amount of time photographing Jane’s breasts and face. When he was through he thanked Jane for her cooperation and had the nurse take her to the x-ray room.



Just as with the photographs, the x-ray technical spent a lot of time on Jane’s face and breasts. When the x-rays were complete the technician thanked Jane for her time. On the way out the door the twenty-something technician stopped and looked Jane right in the eye. “You shouldn’t be so embarrassed. You have a killer body. You should be proud of it.” With that he smiled and surveyed her body one last time, like a wolf looking at a lamb chop. “By the way, there is a robe hanging over there, if you want it.”



“Where are my clothes?” Jane asked.



“Don’t know. You’ll probably get them back later.” With that the xray technician was gone.



It had been a grueling few hours for Jane. She sat in the x-ray room in the robe waiting for someone to get her and she was starting to feel really woozy and she was feeling warm, just as the doctor said. Her anxiety at having been photographed naked and prodded and brought to orgasm by the doctor seemed to be fading. In fact, she was feeling downright relaxed.



———-



As she sat back in the chair, nearly dozing off, the door opened and it was Kieran. “We are nearly ready for you now. But first let me take you to wardrobe and get you something appropriate to wear. We seem to have misplaced your clothes.”



Kieran had to help Jane down the hallway toward the wardrobe room. “Here, let me help you. Those vaccinations can really do a number on you sometimes.”



As they continued down the hallway, Jane’s robe fell open and her breasts spilled out. She was so groggy she didn’t even notice, but Kieran did. “With a little more work, this can be really something,” he thought to himself.



In the wardrobe room Kieran asked the attendant for something short, with an open back. As he helped Jane into the velvety purple dress it barely covered her crotch area and her buttocks were visible from the back. Jane was oblivious to the fact that she was standing naked in front of Kieran and that he was dressing her and taking liberties with her breasts, pussy and ass as he appraised them with his hands. The two strips of cloth on the dress that had been selected came up the front and tied around the back of her neck and were barely wide enough to cover Jane’s nipples. Jane didn’t even notice as the drugs were taking their full effect.



Kieran led Jane back into the conference room. Deirdre, Richard and Tom were already there. Richard was the first to greet Jane, walking up and giving her a big hug, fondling her breasts briefly. He looked over to Deirdre and asked, “You’re sure she won’t remember anything in the morning, right?”



“Don’t worry, tomorrow all she will remember is what we tell her. That is the beauty of that drug cocktail. If anything, all of this will seem like the memory of a dream.”



Richard and Kieran sat Jane down at one of the chairs and put a pile of papers in front of her. Richard placed a pen in her hand and told her that they had finally agreed to a contract, one that would be very lucrative for her. Then Richard stopped for a moment.



“Shouldn’t we film this? Just to be safe,” said Richard. Deirdre thought about it for a moment and agreed. “Kieran, go get one of the video cameras and something more suitable for our new protégé to wear at her signing ceremony.”



“Let’s get this on video and then we can go on about our more pleasurable business,” said Richard wryly.



Camera and robe in hand, the contract signing was immortalized on video in no time. They had to start and stop a few times and coach Jane what to say, but eventually they had enough on video that they could edit it into a plausible transaction. And more importantly, all the papers were signed.



“OK, now down to business. How long before the drugs wear off,” asked Richard?



“Don’t worry dear, you’ll have plenty of time to play with your new toy,” was Deirdre’s flippant response.



As Deirdre opened the connecting door to the next room she called back to Kieran, “Bring the camera. We may as well see out how much the lens likes her. Who knows, we might even be able to use some of this.”



Deirdre lead Jane into the room by the hand. When they reached the middle of the room Deirdre stopped Jane by firmly putting her hands on her shoulders. As Jane stood there motionless, Deirdre opened Jane’s smock and let it slip to the floor. Jane now stood completely naked before her new employers and they were all eagerly undressing so they could take her for a spin.



Deirdre had the sculpted body of a goddess and she was obviously going to be first in line. Now completely naked, except for her stiletto heels, Deirdre maneuvered Jane back onto the circular bed. Kieran had camera in hand and was filming everything. Deirdre climbed on the bed and immediately sunk her mouth into Jane’s pussy. Jane’s back arched as she responded to the warm tongue that was probing the wet pink folds of flesh between her legs.



Deirdre brought Jane to within an inch of orgasm but then pulled away. She let her tongue glance across the middle of Jane’s chest as it made its way up to her left nipple. Deirdre licked it and then bit it harshly causing Jane to scream softly in an almost disembodied way. Now Deirdre was whispering in Jane’s ear.



“Did you like that Jane? Do you want some more?” Jane nodded yes and Deirdre told her, “OK Jane but you have to be nice to me too. Can you do that? Can you be nice to me too? Answer me Jane. Can you do that? Say yes and we can both feel good.”

“Yes,” said Jane’s softly in an almost disembodied voice. “Yes.”



Deirdre repositioned herself on the bed and as she did, she tucked a throw pillow under Jane’s head to elevate it. Deirdre leaned back, placing her pussy directly over Jane’s mouth. Deirdre reached out with her hand and began to stroke Jane’s pussy with her index finger, letting it slide all over the warm wetness.



“OK Jane now it is your turn. Make love to my pussy like I made love to yours.” Deirdre was now rocking back and forth across Jane’s partially open mouth. Slowly Jane began to lick and suck the musky moistness that filled her mouth and nostrils. It was as though she couldn’t stop herself, as though she didn’t want to.



Deirdre continued to rock back and forth, her strokes becoming longer and more rhythmic. Deirdre’s eyes were closed now and she was squeezing and pinching her own breasts and nipples. She was getting closer and Jane’s head was now rising to meet each movement as Jane dug her hands into Deirdre’s ass to gain deeper access.



Richard was behind Deirdre now and he had two fingers up Jane’s pussy with his thumb stroking her clit. Jane’s ass was moving wildly now as Richard reached underneath her and drove his other thumb deep into Jane’s ass.



As Richard’s thumb disappeared up Jane’s ass it was just too much for her. Now Jane was bucking and sucking as hard as she could and she exploded as she sucked Deirdre even deeper into her mouth, licking feverishly.



Deirdre came at the same time with both their asses thrashing feverishly trying to absorb every last second of pleasure.



Deirdre rose from the bed and turned to Richard. “Well, I think the girl has some talent. With a little fine tuning, I think this is going to work out nicely.”



“Bad news boys,” continued Deirdre, “We don’t want our precious new investment waking up tomorrow with a sore pussy, so no fucking tonight for her. Your magnificent dicks are going to have to wait to be fed. Richard, if you want some of this, then you can give her a short course in proper blow job technique. I doubt this flower has ever had a dick near her face, much less down her throat.”



Richard didn’t need any further encouragement, rolling Jane over on her stomach and lifting her to the edge of the bed.



“OK Janey, now do what your daddy tells you and get up on your hands and knees at the edge of the bed. Come on now Jane, up on the end of the bed.” Jane slowly crouched up on her hands and knees, moving toward the edge of the bed, as though in a trance. As she moved her breasts flopped back and forth. As Richard saw them sway he couldn’t help think to himself how much better they were going to look, in a matter of a few days, but back to the task at hand.



Richard grabbed Jane’s hair firmly and positioned his now throbbing penis at her mouth. Jane looked up, dazed, not knowing what to do. “Open your mouth Jane. Lick it like a lollypop, just like you licked Deirdre.” As Jane opened her mouth, Richard quickly inserted his penis briefly and then let Jane lick and suck the engorged orb. Finally, Richard shoved his cock fully in Jane’s mouth and Jane began to gag slightly but was able to breathe through her nose.



Richard grabbed the sides of Jane’s head with both hands now and began the slow process of working his penis deeper into Jane’s mouth. He was making good progress. He could feel her tonsils tickling the head of his sensitive orb. Jane seemed accustomed to his cock now, so with a fluid movement Richard arched his back and drove his penis down Jane’s throat. Jane struggled, her body jerking violently and she tried to pull away as she had difficulty breathing. She was whimpering as Richard’s stiff enormous cock was driven further down her throat. But as Richard’s strokes became more regular she was able to adjust her breathing and he was soon in to the hilt.



Deirdre sat there amazed as she operated the camera and went in for several close ups. Richard hadn’t noticed but both Tom and Kieran had turned their attention to Deirdre. She must have felt sorry for them, although knowing Deirdre; it was more likely she felt in the need for some additional attention herself. Tom was hammering Deirdre’s pussy from behind and Deirdre was giving Kieran a blow job, off and on as they traded duties operating the camera.



Richard loved watching Deirdre fuck and the sight of Tom’s huge member up her shaved pussy was just enough to drive him over the edge. Grabbing Jane’s head more tightly in both his hands he drove his penis harder and farther down Jane’s throat. Jane was whimpering loudly now. She could barely breathe. With one final thrust Richard could feel his cum exploding into the back of Jane’s throat. Jane’s chest was really heaving now as she tried to breathe and with one last thrust Richard pulled out.



Jane immediately began to hack and cough as the needed oxygen mixed with the cum that filled her throat. She had swallowed most of it, but a little was dribbling down the corner of her mouth.



“She did well for a first timer,” said Deirdre as she wiped the cum from the side of Jane’s mouth with her index finger. Deirdre quickly licked her finger clean and winked at Richard.



“OK, that’s a wrap, boys. We need to give the girl some rest. The drugs are going to start wearing off soon and she needs to be fresh in the morning. I don’t want her remembering any of this, at least not yet.”



The Product Ch. 04 by darkdeceptions



As Jane awoke, she didn’t recognize any of her surroundings. The room was warm and she only had a light silk sheet covering her. Suddenly she realized she was naked as she looked up at the large mirror on the ceiling above the bed. She never slept in the nude. Where was she? The sun was filtering in through the window on the opposite side of the room with the light bouncing off the full length mirrors that filled the wall closest to the bed. She could see that it was a very well appointed bedroom, with expensive furniture. It looked like a very luxurious hotel room.



Jane got up unsteadily and made her way to the window. She immediately recognized the park like setting and the buildings beyond the fence. She was still at the Edge building. What had happened? She couldn’t remember anything beyond the beginning of her physical exam. She faintly remembered that she felt uneasy about the exam. She couldn’t quite remember why, but she thought that the doctor had done something inappropriate that made her uncomfortable, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.



She sort of remembered meeting with Richard, Deirdre and the other two men again later, but the memory was hazy.



The door opened and Deirdre stepped in quickly shutting the door behind her.



“Good morning. Are you feeling better? We were a little worried about you last night.”



“I…I guess I’m OK,” said Jane slowly as she walked back toward the bed. Jane was wobbly on her feet and Deirdre caught her, assisting her to the bed. “What happened?” said Jane. “I don’t remember anything. Why am I still here?”



“You had a bad reaction to the vaccinations. We had just gotten through with signing the contract and the other agreements and you fainted just as we were about to go out to dinner and celebrate. Under the circumstances, we decided to let you stay here for the night. After all, this is going to be your new home for a while as you go through orientation and training.”



“But my things…I need to get some clothes and other things from home…” said Jane as Deirdre cut in.



“Don’t worry about that. With your new job, we will be providing you with a whole new wardrobe and I think you will find that the bathroom is more than well supplied with what you will need. It is just as well you stayed the night, because we are going to have a long day today. Now that you are aboard, we have decided to push the rollout date of our new product forward. So, things are going to be moving quickly from now on.”



Deirdre stroked Jane’s back and Jane shuddered as she remembered she was naked. She immediately squeezed her legs together and cupped her breasts with her hands. Deirdre smiled. You couldn’t fake that sort of innocence for a camera. It would pay dividends.



“OK, we have a long day. Let’s get you some breakfast. Why don’t you shower and I’ll have some breakfast brought up to you in, let’s say, half an hour. If you want a robe there is one in the closet as well as some other clothes to get you started.”



Jane waited for Deirdre to leave, but she wasn’t moving. Jane finally got up and walked to the closet, knowing Deirdre was taking in her every movement. Deirdre watched Jane put on the robe as she strode toward the door. “Breakfast is in half an hour!”



Once alone, Jane made her way to the bathroom. There was a large open shower at one end of the bathroom with floor to ceiling mirrors on the opposite wall. Jane removed the robe and as she did so she wondered why anyone would wear something like that. It was virtually transparent and didn’t hide anything.



Jane started the water and stepped into the shower. The hot water felt good as it pulsed into her head and neck and cascaded down her body, leaving her with a warm feeling all over. Jane began to relax. She thought back to the last couple of days. So much had happened. Events had moved so quickly.



As her body warmed to the pulsing hot water her thoughts were drawn to the strange dreams she had the night before. She had never had dreams like that, surrounded by naked men and women, doing the kind of things that they had asked her questions about in the interview yesterday.



She was soaping herself now and running her hands all over her body. She usually didn’t spend a lot of time touching her own breasts, but it felt so good now. Jane finished soaping her body and removed the shower head from its cradle and began to rinse herself. As she moved the pulsating shower head between her legs she hesitated there. It felt so good.



She always felt guilty about doing herself, as she called it, but she couldn’t help herself this morning. She reached up to the chrome shower pipe overhead to keep from slipping and spread her legs as she let the pulsing warm water find her sweet spot. Eyes closed, Jane arched her back as the water found its mark. Jane fantasized that it was Deirdre’s tongue flicking wildly on her engorged clit. Jane came hard, her body writhing as she struggled to hold on to the chrome pipe overhead.



———-



The three cameras continued to roll as Jane stepped out of the shower, taking in her every move from all angles. The entire production team was in the next room on the other side of the mirrors and this was the first opportunity for all of them to see who they would be working with.



Deirdre began, “So what are your initial thoughts? George, how about you?



“That is one MILF. But I think the long curly blonde hair is just too cute. I think that with her skin tone and freckles, she would look better on camera as a redhead. And there is way too much bush.”



“Kieran?” asked Diedra.



“As we have already discussed, I think the major thing is to give the girl some new breasts that match that luscious body. The camera loves the jiggle and besides, right now they are too small to get one of those enormous cocks we have hired between them.”



“Tom?”



“I agree. The tits need to be bigger and red hair would certainly enhance her raw sexuality. It should be shorter too,” said Tom. “All that hair gets in the way during the close ups. I think we need to do something with the eyes as well…and the nose.”



Tom continued, “Contreras ran some computer simulations of her face last night and I think he has captured a look that will work really well for her. He wants to narrow her nose and make it a bit more pixie like and to give her bigger and rounder eyes. In his computer model, it gives her an even more innocent look. Other than that, I think we are there. Now it is just a matter of molding her behavior to our needs.”



“I agree,” said Deirdre. “Let’s get her with Sophie this morning and we can at least get the hair situation taken care of right away. Kieran, get the studio ready. We’ll shoot some stills and a little bit of video later this morning. Let’s start getting her used to the camera. OK, that’s it game time!”



———-



Jane had stepped from the shower and went to the sink on the opposite end of the room. She had a strange taste in her mouth and wanted to brush her teeth. It was a taste she had never had in her mouth before. It tasted salty. It must have been from the vaccinations, she decided.



As Jane brushed her teeth she wondered why she had fantasized about Deirdre as she did herself. That wasn’t like her, she wasn’t that way. Then again, Jane thought to herself, her usual fantasies were no less disturbing…or sinful, for that matter. As she finished brushing her teeth she gargled and noticed that her throat was a little sore. Maybe she was coming down with something.



As Jane returned to the bedroom she noticed that Deirdre was already there with a breakfast cart. “Here is your breakfast. I hope fruit and granola is OK. There is some yogurt as well. I wasn’t sure if you drank coffee so there is orange juice as well.”



“Oh, thank you. That is great.” Jane pulled the sheer robe more tightly against her as she crossed the room. Deirdre noticed and smiled. All that did was reveal her nipples all the more.



As Jane sat on one of the chairs in the corner of the room to begin her breakfast, Deirdre slipped a DVD into the plasma screen mounted on the wall. “I thought you might enjoy watching the grand signing ceremony from last night, since you said you didn’t remember much of it.”



As the DVD played, Deirdre narrated, “Here you are signing our job offer. Congratulations! The next document is the employment contract. The third is our exclusivity agreement and then our non-disclosure agreement. Oh, and that final document was the power of attorney you signed for Richard.”



Deirdre continued, “You are going to be a very busy girl over the next several weeks and Richard has agreed to manage your finances in the interim and make sure your children’s tuition and expenses are taken care of for now. As we discussed last night, Richard will arrange to put all of your personal things from the church’s house in temporary storage for you while you go through orientation and training.”



“I…I don’t remember going over any of this…” Jane began to say as Deirdre interrupted.



“Oh, and here is the champagne toast at the end!” said Deirdre. “It is all right here in the agreements. Here is your copy. I thought you might like to look through it again this morning, now that you are feeling better,” Deirdre said matter-of-factly.



Jane took the folder that Deirdre handed her as Deirdre got up to leave. “Finish your breakfast and go ahead and review the agreements again. If you have any further questions we can discuss it at our morning staff meeting. I’ll have Kieran escort you over in half an hour. You can just wear the robe you have on now to the meeting. You’ll be going right into makeup after the meeting anyway.”



“But you can see everything. All those people are going to be there and…”



Again, Deirdre cut Jane off. “Sweetie we are working in an artistic medium. You are going to have to get over your shyness. Everyone is a professional and there is a lot of nudity or near nudity at times because we are in the business of marketing products that appeal to a sophisticated adult clientele. It is just the nature of the beast. The product you will be involved in is on the edgy side (hence our name) and it is the blushing innocence you bring to the table that is going to make it all work and marketable to our customers. We have done a lot of market research and we are sure you are perfect to be an integral part of the team. That is why we made you such a generous offer.”



“By the way,” said Jane, “you keep talking about the product, but I don’t know what it is yet. Richard never told me.”



“The product is currently under development and for purposes of security; everything related to the product is being kept secret to all but a few key people right now. When the time is right you will be filled in completely,” said Deirdre as she smiled at her double entendre.



Jane finished her breakfast and opened the folder containing the agreements. She couldn’t follow most of it, it was in legalese, but it looked like the financial terms that Richard had negotiated were what he said and she wouldn’t have to worry about the boys for now. It also looked like she was under exclusive contract to Edge Enterprises and she could make a lot of extra money if she met their performance standards, which were to be determined later.



The only thing that bothered her was the termination clauses. Apparently if she failed to follow company guidelines and meet performance standards she could be terminated at any time and would be responsible for repaying the substantial advance that had been given to her and could be held responsible for any damages or lost revenue the company incurred.



Oh well, she thought, It was too late now. She had signed the contracts and anyway, she was sure everything would be OK, since Richard had reviewed them. He had said this was all just standard stuff anyway.



———-



When Kieran knocked on the door Jane was jolted back into the present. She wasn’t real happy about having to parade into the staff meeting almost naked, but it looked like she really didn’t have a choice. The contract seemed pretty clear and she guessed it was finally time for her to get over her prudishness anyway.



As they walked down the hallway several people passed by them and no one really seemed to notice she was almost naked, much to Jane’s relief. In fact, several of them, including the men were also in various states of undress.



“They are on their way to makeup and then to one of the sound stages downstairs. I’m not sure if they are shooting video or stills today. They are involved with one of our most successful product lines that include perfumes, colognes, bath products and other items. The line has been one of our top money-maker for five years now,” said Kieran.



Kieran opened the door for Jane and as she entered the room all eyes turned to her. She felt completely naked and turned a bright shade of red.



Deirdre smiled. She was enjoying this. “Jane, let me introduce you to the rest of your team. Please, Kieran, introduce Jane to everyone. Kieran took Jane’s arm and led her around the table. As he did, she couldn’t avoid eye contact and as she shook their hands each of them got a really good look at all of her assets. Everyone who was on the other side of the mirror this morning was there, plus a young woman named Sophie and five other men.



Two of them looked like magazine models or Chippendale dancers and the other two had a rougher appearance, dressed in Levis and white wife beaters with an Edge logo on the front. The final man, standing next to Deirdre, was well dressed and had a professional air about him.



Sophie was in her early twenties and had bleached blonde hair with black and purple streaks in it. Her hair was medium length and she wore a leather vest from which her ample breasts spilled out. She also wore leather pants that barely covered her crotch or crack. Surprisingly she had no tattoos on her milky white flesh. With the studded leather collar and large golden bead on the end of her tongue, the persona was pure goth.



“Let’s get started,” said Deirdre. “We have a busy day ahead of us. Now that you have all had the chance to meet Jane, I am sure you will all agree she is a welcome new member to our team.” With that there was a round of applause as Jane sunk into her chair blushing, looking up only briefly to acknowledge the applause.



Deirdre continued, “After reviewing the results of the various tests yesterday, we have decided we can proceed with this project immediately and have moved the release date forward. But first let me review some of the key findings. First, and Jane this shouldn’t be a big deal for you, we have decided that you need a change of hair color. Our market research indicated that our target market responds more favorably to red hair and this is something we can take care of easily this morning. Sophie, that’s you.”

“Next, Jane as the face of our new product, you are going to be spending a lot of time in front of the camera. While there is still a lot of work to be done, it is never too early to get you used to the camera and working with your team. You already know Kieran, who will be your director and Dave and Phil will be your cameramen. George is our cinematographer and lead photographer; he will be assisting Kieran in setting up shots and scenes and will be operating the main camera during video shoots. Todd and Paul are two of the models who will be working with you in our photo shoots and video productions.”



“One final piece of business, the van will be leaving this evening at 7 p.m., so please don’t be late. Our flight takes off from Burbank at 8 p.m. and the flight will arrive at our destination around 11 p.m. Dr. Contreras is already there and we will joining him. The weather is warm, so bring appropriate clothing.” With that, Deirdre rose to signal that the meeting was over.



“Sophie, take Jane down to your studio and let’s see how she looks as a redhead at this afternoon’s photo shoot.”



With that, Deirdre was out the door, with the rest of the team following. Jane waited for everyone else to leave before she got up. Only she and Sophie remained in the room. Jane wanted to ask Deirdre what the trip was all about and if she would be expected to go on it. She guessed she could ask Deirdre later.



“You are so beautiful. I’m really going to enjoy working with you,” said Sophie warmly. “Come on let’s get started. Just follow me.”



As they went down the hallway it was empty, much to Jane’s relief. Jane and Sophie took the elevator down to the first floor and went through two large doors at the end of the entrance corridor. On either side there were sound stages and although they were sound proof, Jane could see the flash of strobes coming from the small windows in two of them. When they got to the end of the corridor, Sophie opened a door to a small room on the right. As they walked in Jane could see that it was outfitted with sinks and hair dryers and other styling equipment.



“First of all, I’m going to need to cut your hair and after we have done that we can color it. I think Deirdre forgot to mention that at the meeting, but long hair is often distracting and gets in the way when you are working with cameras. Take a look at the artist’s rendering on the table. This is the look that Deirdre has asked me to go for. Jane looked at the computer image and actually found it very attractive. The hair color would look good with her freckled skin, she thought.



“What do you think?” asked Sophie.



“The shade of red should look good on me. Of course, anything would look good on someone who looks like that,” said Jane. Jane was taken by the slender nose and large round eyes. If only she could look like that, instead of the plain Jane preacher’s wife from Lancaster, she thought.



Sophie smiled and began to draw water into the sink. “You’d better take off the robe. You don’t want to get hair coloring all over it,” said Sophie.



At this point Jane figured it was pointless trying to maintain her modesty. She sat in the chair as Sophie reclined it into position. The warm water felt good on Jane’s scalp and the gentle massaging of Sophie’s fingers as she rubbed the shampoo into Jane’s scalp was both relaxing and stimulating.



Once Jane’s hair was washed Sophie sat the chair upright and dried it a bit with a towel. As she did, Sophie kept drawing Jane’s face between her almost bare tits. It made Jane somewhat uncomfortable, but Sophie didn’t seem to give it a second thought.



Then Sophie cut Jane’s hair to the length shown in the computer image. As she finished, Sophie reclined the chair again. Jane assumed it was time for the hair coloring, but Sophie reached to the side of the chair and clicked two metal bars into place with stirrups and leather straps on the end.



“What’s that?” asked Jane in alarm.



“If you are going to do the drapes, you got to do the carpet. Right?” said Sophie is a joking sort of way.



“What do you mean?”



Sophie realized that Jane not only didn’t get the joke but didn’t understand what was next. “I need to trim your pubic hair before I color them both.”



Jane was stunned. “Buy why.”



“Like I said, the drapes need to match the carpet.”



“But why do I have to…”



“Look!” said Sophie in exasperation. “You are going to be taking a lot of photos and videos and sometimes the clothing you will be wearing will be revealing. We are not in the business of selling laundry soap. Look, just think of this as a bikini wax.”



“But I’ve never had a bikini wax, much less worn a bikini,” complained Jane.



“I don’t know what to tell you, but this is all part of the deal. Do you want me to give Deirdre a call?”



Jane thought about it a moment. “No, let’s get this over with.”



Sophie lifted Jane’s legs up into the stirrups which had been spread wide. “Here, let me strap you in. I don’t want one of your legs slipping out and for me to cut you with the razor accidentally. Deirdre would have my ass.”



Jane felt really vulnerable now, but at least it was a woman and not a man this time. Sophie worked quickly, lathering Jane’s pubic hair and trimmed it until it was just a small patch between Jane’s legs. Once she was done with that, the bikini wax was next. At this point Jane just didn’t fight it. When the waxing was through Sophie applied some lotion to the swollen area and rubbed it in. Jane could feel Sophie’s fingers glancing over her private place. It felt good thought Jane, much to her embarrassment. Unconsciously she spread her legs wider.



Sophie noticed the movement and looked up into Jane’s eyes. They appeared frightened, but full of anticipation. Sophie continued to rub the lotion around Jane’s pussy with a little more pressure and Jane’s ass rose to meet her massaging fingers.



Sophie looked up into Jane’s lustful eyes now and they locked on each other. Jane’s body was trembling with desire now. “I know what you want,” said Sophie softly. “Let me take care of you. I can make you feel soo good,” Sophie said warmly.



Jane couldn’t speak. Her entire upbringing was telling her to scream stop, but her body desperately needed release. She looked Sophie intently in the eyes for a moment, breathing heavily and then just laid back, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side. As she did so her ass lifted off the leather seat to meet the onslaught of Sophie’s hot tongue. It was just too much.



Once the cold metal stud on Sophie’s tongue made contact with Jane’s clit it was all over. Sophie now had Jane’s ass gripped tightly in both her hands, as Sophie’s expert tongue brought Jane to one orgasm after another.



Spent, Jane lay motionless in the chair, breasts heaving, as Sophie prepared the hair coloring. Sophie looked up in the mirror and winked. She assumed that everyone was there and they had gotten it all on video.





The Product Ch. 05 by darkdeceptions



As Sophie finished blow drying Jane’s newly colored hair, Jane finally broke the ongoing silence. Sophie had thought it best to wait for Jane to say something herself after she had resolved their tryst in her own mind. “Sophie, I…I have never done anything like that. I just feel so ashamed. I am so sorry.”



“Sorry? You mean you didn’t like it” asked Sophie disappointedly.



“No…I mean yes…Oh I don’t know what I mean. Things have just been going so fast the last couple of days. I just mean I have never done anything like that before and it frightens me.” Looking deep into Sophie’s eyes now, “but mostly because I did enjoy it,” said Jane as a tear formed in her eye as a smile formed at the same time. Jane continued looking into Sophie’s eyes for understanding.



Sophie smiled back. “Look Jane, as far as I can see, you have been leading a pretty sheltered life, not that there is anything wrong with that, but there is so much more to life. And if you want, it looks like you will have the opportunity to experience as much of it as you want.”



With that Sophie leaned over and gave Jane a kiss full on the lips. Their eyes met again and Jane’s lips parted. Sophie kissed her full on this time, letting her tongue explore the inside of Jane’s mouth and Jane hers. Jane reached up grabbing Sophie’s exposed breasts in each of her hands giving them a soft squeeze. “What was happening to her?” Jane thought.



“Well ladies, it is good to see you’ve gotten to know one another.” It was Kieran. He apparently opened the door and came in without Jane noticing him. How long had he been there, Jane wondered.



“They are all set for the photoshoot, so come along now Jane. Everyone wants to see the new redhead, said Kieran as he led the way. Jane clutched her flimsy robe and followed quickly.



Kieran ushered Jane into the sound stage two doors down and it was brightly lit with klieg lights as well as other photo lighting equipment. Both cameramen and George the cinematographer were there as well as the rest of the team. Sophie followed behind.



As always, Deirdre spoke first. “OK we are just going to do some general photography today to get Jane used to the camera and the process. We’ll take it as slow as we can for you Jane because you are new to this, but normally we operate at a pretty quick pace. Time is money.”



“Kieran, what is the first set?”



“Let’s use the divan over here. Sophie, can you comb out Jane’s hair a bit more and get her in the pink teddy. Come on now. Chop. Chop. We don’t have all day.” Kieran was different now. He was obviously used to barking out orders on the set and being obeyed. He appeared to be in his element.



As the cameramen setup around the divan Sophie started to untie Jane’s robe. Jane began to reach up to stop her, but Sophie whisked her hand away giving her a look.



“OK is the lighting set?” said Kieran.



“Yes” replied one of the cameramen.



“OK then Sophie, touch up Jane’s makeup and add a little gloss to her nipples. Make sure they match her lips.” As Jane stood there stark naked everyone watched as Sophie applied the makeup and then pulled the teddy into place.



“Sophie! The panties! You forgot the panties. No not those, the crotch less ones, that’s right. Come on people, let’s stay on task,” Kieran barked.



“OK,” Kieran said. “Now we are ready. Jane, this is new to you so let me explain what we are doing. We are simulating a photo shoot for one of our many products. At this point it doesn’t matter which one because the product we have chosen for you is entirely different and will assist us in broadening our market in an entirely new direction. The tie-ins and distribution channels are endless. For now we are going to use this.”



Kieran handed Jane a sealed plastic package that contained a gold colored plastic object that looked a lot like a penis. The label proclaimed that it was a lady’s best friend.



It was finally sinking in, this company sold adult toys and God knows what else. Jane got up and started to leave.



“Where are you going?” shouted Deirdre.



“I’m leaving. I didn’t sign up for this. You want me to sell this kind of stuff? What will my kids think if they see me selling this stuff? What will the people at the church think? I can’t believe I was so naïve, especially after all those lurid questions!”



“Settle down Jane,” shouted Deirdre as she walked up and stood very close to Jane, invading her personal space. “No one is going to recognize you. Here, look in the mirror. You have red hair, it is cut short. With the makeup, you look like someone entirely different. Besides…do you really think anyone at the church cares now? And why should you. Get a grip on yourself and don’t blow this opportunity. Get back over there and do exactly what Kieran tells you …NOW!”



Jane shuddered as she was being yelled at, but as Jane looked in the mirror she realized that Deirdre was right. She did look different. Much as she might hate to admit it, better she thought. Besides, the boys would never see these products. Not if she had anything to do with it. And the money, how could she turn down the money. She would never be able to find a job that paid this well on her own. And she didn’t want to embarrass Richard after he had gone to so much trouble on her behalf.



Emergency over, Jane moved back to the divan.



“OK are we really ready now?” said Kieran with a noticeable tinge of annoyance in his voice.



Kieran was barking orders rapidly now. “Jane…down on the divan. Open the teddy so it is just covering your nipples. Now please! OK, spread your legs apart slightly and bring your left knee up toward you. That is good. Spread your legs a bit more. Good. Sophie, the panties have bunched up at the bottom. Please spread them so I can see a little pink. Good. Good. Now hand her the product. Jane, hold it down near the top of your panties. Keep your arms wide so you don’t block the view of your breasts. Perfect.”



With that the cameras began to snap over and over again. The two cameramen shot Jane from every possible angle as George continued to videotape the entire scene. Jane’s head was spinning. This was all going way too fast. She was ambivalent about all of this, but what could she do. Make the best of it, she guessed.



Kieran looked to the side to view the images that were starting to appear on the rack of monitors next to them. They had been black earlier and Jane hadn’t paid them any notice. Now they were filled with the downloaded images from the cameras with shots of Jane from every angle and depth. There were face shots, shots of her reclining on the divan and close ups, a lot of close ups.



Jane was looking at the screens now and she could see her erect nipples peeking through the teddies in some. Others were virtually macro shots of her pussy. Jane could see the gleaming moist pink flesh below the patch of scarlet red hair. Jane was both appalled and excited. Was this really her? Was she really doing this?



As Kieran viewed the images on the screen he knew they had struck gold. The shy, embarrassed, almost guilty look on Jane’s face was going to sell itself. Innocent and vulnerable, that was what was going to sell. At least as long as it lasts.



“OK, next set,” yelled Kieran. “Guys, can one of you break that thing out of the plastic wrapper for Jane and load the batteries?”



One of the Chippendale boys, as she thought of them, stepped forward and began opening the package. Jane thought she remembered his name as Todd. As he handed her the device he asked her if she knew how to use it.



“No,” she replied in embarrassment. “How does it work?” Todd showed her where the switch was on the bottom and told her that for this session, they probably wouldn’t want her to turn it on. He showed her how to control the speed.



“Sophie,” it was Kieran again barking orders rapidly. “Get Jane setup again. This time I want the teddy completely off her breasts and knead her nipples a bit. They need to be more erect. That’s right. Good. Now readjust the panties. Jane, get your legs back in the proper position again so Sophie can get you ready. OK, knead her breasts one last time to get them nice and perky. Great. Jane take the vibrator and hold it up to your cheek. Caress it with your left hand and look right into the cameras. Shoot.”



The camera flashes began to explode all around Jane almost blinding her. As they snapped Kieran continue to bark orders. “OK, now hold it up to your mouth and kiss the end of it. Good. Now stick your tongue out and lick it. Great. Now bring it down to your breasts and use it to circle your nipples. Fantastic! You’re doing great Jane. Now bring it down to where it belongs and stroke yourself with it.”



Jane hesitated for a moment.



“Now! Jane now! Rub the damn thing on your pussy. That’s what it is for,” snapped Kieran.



Although she found it humiliating, Jane complied. She was so embarrassed she closed her eyes and looked away. As she continued to rub herself, her hands began to tremble and she accidentally switched the vibrator on. She didn’t want to stop and get Kieran mad at her again so she continued to stroke the outside of her pussy with the now vibrating tool.



As she moved the golden vibrator back and forth she unconsciously opened her legs a bit further and the vibrator began to sink into the furrows of her soft pink flesh. She could hear the constant click of the cameras all around her and could sense the flash of the strobes through her tightly closed eyes.



Kieran wasn’t barking orders any more. It was only her and the click of the camera shutters and the faint hum of the vibrator. Jane’s hips were rocking back and forth now and she had repositioned her legs wide apart. From the new position she was able to lift her ass in the air to meet the vibrator on its arc. She knew everyone was watching now, but she didn’t care, if anything it just excited her more. Jane’s lust was consuming her. She needed another orgasm. Jane’s animal lust had hold of her. All Jane cared about now was satisfying her animal needs.



Jane didn’t notice when Kieran motioned the Chippendale boys forward. She barely noticed when someone began to suck her left breast and then her right. She looked down through half opened crazed eyes to see Todd and Paul sucking her entire breasts into their mouths. She could feel someone’s hair tickling her inner thigh as Sophie’s mouth joined the vibrator at her pussy. Sophie used her lips to press the vibrator deeper into Jane’s now swollen pussy.



Jane surrendered the vibrator to Sophie as she drove it deep into Jane’s slippery hole. When Sophie had it into its hilt she found Jane’s clit and sunk her studded tongue home. The vibrator accentuated the feeling of the cold metal stud on Jane’s clit and now she was in a whole new world. Jane wasn’t thinking anymore. She was just an animal completely consumed with lust. She didn’t want to think, only to feel and fill her needs.



As Sophie moved away from her cunt and pulled the pleasurable toy away, Jane could feel herself being lifted in the air. Todd and Paul were on either side of her now, lifting her off the divan. As they held her up in the air, Sophie peeled away the teddy and quickly pulled the panties off.



Todd slipped onto the divan below Jane and slowly he and Paul placed her directly on Todd’s chest. Through half open eyes Jane could tell that both men were naked now and their cocks were firmly erect.



Jane couldn’t wait to have one of them inside of her. Jane wanted them, needed them. Reaching down, Jane firmly grabbed Todd’s throbbing prick and guided it toward her hole. God how she wanted it!



Once it was in, Jane lowered herself onto the pulsing cock and began to rock back and forth. Paul was at the head of the divan now and he was holding Jane by either side of her head. When she opened her eyes she could see the head of his huge penis directly in front of her face, precum dripping from it.



Paul moved his penis back and forth across Jane’s lips to make sure she understood what he wanted. Jane looked up with a dazed expression and opened her mouth as Paul guided his throbbing cock to the back of her mouth. She had never sucked a cock before, she thought, but she seemed to know what to do. It occurred to her that was strange, but the thought was completely lost as Paul began his quest for the bottom of her throat.



Jane was whining softly now as she struggled to breathe as Paul continued to thrust in and out of her mouth. On the other end, Jane’s pussy was absolutely on fire. Todd’s penis was massively larger than her husband Martin’s. It was thick and long. However big it was, it was deep inside Jane and she was taking every inch of it.



Jane could feel Sophie’s fingers massaging her clit and Todd’s balls at the same time. As Sophie moved in closer she could feel Sophie’s tongue as it licked Todd’s cock as it slid in and out of her hole. Occasionally, Sophie’s stud would find the edge of Jane’s cunt, next to her asshole. Each time she did, Jane’s pussy would squeeze Todd’s cock a little harder.

Jane could feel Sophie’s familiar hands now, grabbing each of her ass cheeks as she spread them wide apart. Before she knew it, Sophie had driven her studded tongue deep into Jane’s virgin ass. Jane finally reached sensory overload…she exploded. Jane’s body began to shake all over. The orgasm was overpowering.



Both Todd and Paul could sense that she was trying to suck their cocks dry from both ends and they accommodated her, cuming hard in both her holes at the same time. As Sophie moved back, Todd and Paul continued to deposit the last few jets of their cum into Jane’s gaping cavities. Jane’s pussy continued to grasp Todd’s cock tightly, not wanting to let it go.



The room was completely silent. The grunts, groans and slurping sounds had been replaced with dead silence. No one wanted to speak.



Paul removed his now flaccid cock from Jane’s mouth and Todd’s softening tool could no longer be held in place by Jane’s slippery cunt. As Paul moved away to wipe himself with a towel, Todd gradually slipped from beneath Jane to get to his feet, rolling Jane over on her back on the divan as he did so.



As Jane lay there still numb from the experience she moved her head to the side and could see herself reflected on the largest of the plasma screens that was connected to George’s video camera. As she watched, he panned in on the cum dripping from her mouth and then her swollen cunt with more cum dripping down her legs and onto the divan and the droplets of cum caught in her red cunt hair.



The camera moved up her body and she could see the mixture of sweat and cum that coated her torso. She could see the outline of the boy’s teeth marks around her breasts. Finally the camera zoomed in on Jane’s face and captured the look of crazed lust that filled her eyes. The camera zoomed in closer on Jane’s eyes and as they looked back at her through the large screen, magnified to many times their size, it frightened her and she was overwhelmed with a desire to run.



The flight instinct had completely grabbed hold of her. She jumped from the divan and ran as fast as she could toward the door. The next thing she knew she was back on the third floor in her room lying face down on the bed, crying uncontrollably, eventually falling into a fitful sleep.

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“I thought you said you were going to take this slow?” said Richard, who had just arrived.



“We were,” said Deirdre, “we had no intention of letting things go this far today. That girl has a lot of pent up sexual angst that is trying to get out. Thank God we captured it all on video.”



“The footage is gold,” said George.



“Where is she now?” interjected Richard.



“She cried herself to sleep upstairs in her room. I thought I would leave her alone for a while. We have a couple of hours before we have to leave for the airport,” said Deirdre.



“Fine, but you need to know what kind of mental state she is in before we leave the complex,” said Richard.



“OK, I’ll take care of it. I think I know exactly how to handle the situation. Jane seems to enjoy the feminine touch,” said Deirdre smiling.



“I’m sure she does,” replied Richard with a lewd smile. “I wouldn’t wait. You may need the whole time and we can’t be late. That private plane is damned expensive per hour. And by the way, make sure the cameras are running. We wouldn’t want to miss any good footage. You still eat the lens better than anyone,” Richard said admiringly, as he looked at Deirdre.



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Jane was still fast asleep as Deirdre entered the room. As she approached the bed, Jane stirred slightly and rolled over on her other side. Deirdre sat down on the edge of the bed and began to stroke Jane’s back gently. As she did, Jane awoke and began to sob quietly.



“Are you OK, kitten?” asked Deirdre in her most comforting voice.



“I’m just so ashamed. I was just completely out of control. I never thought I could be such a harlot.”



“Jane, you’re not a harlot,” said Deirdre with a smile, at such an archaic term, “You’re just a woman who has finally discovered that she has needs and you’re taking care of them. You shouldn’t be embarrassed by your sexuality,” said Deidre understandingly. “Although, I might take it a little slower in the future, if I were you. I’ve got to admit, that was really something today. I thought I had seen it all and you really had me going too. It was amazing. The camera loves you.”



Jane moved closer to Deirdre, resting her head on her lap. Deirdre stroked Jane’s hair and allowed her other hand to find Jane’s right breast, stroking her nipple with circular motions with her index finger. “Jane, we can’t afford to have you get out of control again. Do you want me to help you with that?



Jane shook her head yes in Deirdre’s lap.



“Good then,” said Deirdre firmly. Her voice had changed; it was no longer comforting, but demanding. “From now on you must do exactly as I say. Do you understand?”



Jane shuddered as she heard the loud crack of Deirdre’s hand and the pain burn into her right ass cheek.



“Do you understand?” Jane shook her head, just as the second blow was administered, this time harder.



“Do you understand? Speak when you are spoken to and the only answer I want to hear is yes!”



“Yes, yes. Please don’t hit me again,” sobbed Jane in confusion.



“Good then, if you do exactly what I say not only will you enjoy our time together, but it will make our work a lot easier. Do you understand?”



“Yes,” was the immediate reply.



“OK, now get in the shower and clean yourself up.”



As Jane padded off to the shower, Deirdre looked up to the mirror overhead and mouthed the words “are you rolling” as she smiled into the mirror.



“What the hell is she up to?” said Richard from the other side of the full length mirror.”



“I don’t know, but knowing Deirdre, it will be film worthy,” said George.



As Jane was finishing her shower Deirdre opened one of the mirrored panels on the adjacent wall. Hanging inside were whips and crops and various other bondage paraphernalia, including cuffs and other restraints.



“What the hell is she doing? Doesn’t she know we have to be on a plane in an hour?” said Richard with some frustration.



“Deirdre knows what she is doing. Don’t worry about it,” was George’s response.



When Deirdre heard the water shut off she chose a black hood from the shelf inside the hidden compartment and walked toward the bathroom. As she did, she let the dressing gown she was wearing drop to the floor. Deirdre reached the bathroom just as Jane was finishing drying her hair with a towel.



As Jane looked up in the mirror she could see Deirdre in the doorway. Deirdre was wearing a leather thong and bra, with her nipples protruding from the open front. Both leather pieces were studded with sharp stainless steel pikes. Deirdre had let her raven hair down out of the bun and it cascaded over her shoulders. Jane could feel the warmth coming back between her legs. Deirdre looked both wicked and stunningly beautiful.



“Jane you’re keeping me waiting and I don’t like to wait. Get over here and turn around. Quicker! I don’t have all day. Get over here and turn around.” Jane had been confused by Deirdre’s change in behavior, but she didn’t want to screw things up any further. When Jane did as she was told Deirdre finished drying her hair and her back and then her ass.



“Now turn around and face me,” said Deirdre as she finished drying Jane’s shoulders, then her breasts and stomach and finally her pussy. As Deirdre slid the towel between Jane’s legs Jane spread them wider, taking a deep breathe to calm herself. Jane wasn’t going to take any chances, she was determined to control her urges.



“Good girl,” complimented Deirdre. “You’re learning. As a matter of fact, from now on you may only have an orgasm when I give you permission. Do you understand?”



Jane immediately said yes without even thinking. She really didn’t understand why, but she wanted to please Deirdre.



“Good. Now do you know what kind of outfit this is?” asked Deirdre.



“I think I saw one in a magazine once. Isn’t it called a dominators outfit?” replied Jane.



Deirdre smiled at Jane but as she did so her eyes narrowed as she got back into character. “Dominatrix, and who wears a dominatrix’s outfit Jane?”



“Well I don’t know…” before she could get another word out Deirdre had reached over and twisted Jane’s left nipples violently. “Down on your knees, NOW!”



Jane got on her knees immediately even as her shrieks of pain became whimpers.



“This is what the master wears. I am your new master and you will do whatever I tell you from now on. You already agreed to that, didn’t you?” said Deirdre sternly.



“Yes, yes!” cried Jane as Deirdre abused her nipple even more violently.



Jane wanted to cry, but she was in shock at the way Deirdre was treating her. Jane’s eyes were shut tight trying to deal with the pain that was throbbing through her breast. What was happening? Before she could answer herself Deirdre had an answer for her.



Suddenly Jane was in total darkness; the black hood had been pulled over her head and pulled tight around her neck.



“Hold your hands high over your head and don’t lower them unless I tell you to. Now follow me,” demanded Deirdre as she grabbed Jane’s other nipple and led the way into the bedroom.



“Kneel,” barked Deirdre. “You were a very bad girl today and you almost upset all of our plans for you. I’m going to make sure that doesn’t happen again. Do you understand?”



“Yes,” was the immediate response.



Jane could hear Deirdre just a few feet away and could hear the jingling of what sounded like chains. The next thing Jane felt was the cold metal of handcuffs being applied to her wrists. Jane was shaking now and crying openly. My God, was she going to be killed. She started to lower her hands and suddenly she felt a sharp sting on her right buttock, but it wasn’t Deirdre’s hand. “I said keep your arms up. Do you understand?”



“Yes,” was the replay, followed by another immediate blow to Jane’s right buttock.



“Yes what?” demanded Deirdre.



“I don’t…” Jane’s scream replaced her words as she received another lash.



“Yes what? Who am I?” snarled Deirdre.



“Yes master” Jane whimpered in reply.



“That’s better. From now on the only words I want to hear from you, unless I give you permission to speak, are Yes Master. Do you understand?”



“Yes Master,” was the immediate response.



“Excellent, you may make a good slave yet.”



Jane could hear Deirdre moving across the room again and could hear the sound of more jingling chains. Now the feel of cold metal was surrounding Jane’s waist.



“You may lower your hands now slave,” said Deirdre finally.



As Jane did so Deirdre locked the handcuffs to the front of the chain around Jane’s waist.



“We are about to leave now and we will be traveling for several hours. During the trip I expect you to do exactly as I say. If you do not, you will be punished very severely. Do you understand?” said Deirdre gravely.



“Yes Master,” said Jane in a low voice.



“Do you have any questions? You may speak.” said Deirdre



“Where are we going?” asked Jane, before she heard and felt the crack!



“You mean where are we going master?” corrected Deirdre.



“Where are we going, Master?” asked Jane haltingly as she tried to deal with the pain of the latest blow.



“Slaves don’t need to know where they are going. But I can tell you we will be there for at least a couple of weeks. It is in the desert and we will be meeting Dr. Contreras there. We will be at a very secluded ranch with nothing for miles around and you will be able to swim and get plenty of sun at the large pool. You should enjoy yourself. You should thank your master for being so kind to you. Do you thank your master?”



“Yes, thank you master.” said Jane meekly.



“Good. Now stand up and we can get ready to go.” commanded Deirdre.



Jane heard the rattling of chains again and felt one being dropped around her neck. Deirdre grasped the leash as she led Jane from the room. Naked except for the hood, Jane cautiously followed behind Deirdre. They rode the elevator down to the first floor and Deirdre lead Jane into the main corridor. It was cold. Jane could feel the cold air wafting across her body. The outer door must be open, she thought. Deirdre yanked the chain lightly and said, “Knell here and do not move until l get back.”



Jane knelt there in complete darkness shivering from the cold air. How long would she have to stay there on the cold floor, she thought.



Deirdre disappeared into the adjacent room. The rest of the team was there waiting for her. They all smiled as she entered. “Just like the old days,” said George. Everyone laughed.



“Don’t get your hopes up boys. I don’t plan on coming out of retirement,” said Deirdre sarcastically.



As Deirdre spoke, she put on the clothing that she had left out on her overnight bag, dressing quickly. As she dressed Richard came over. “At first I was worried, but that was pure genius.”



“It made sense,” said Deirdre, “she has a submissive personality, especially to put up with the zero Martin for all those years. I can’t understand why I didn’t see it sooner. We shouldn’t have any problems with her from now on. As a matter of fact, this actually plays really well into our overall game plan for her. This girl’s libido is off the charts. From now on we need get her close, but not let her have any orgasms. We need to get her as ramped up as possible and not let her have any release. When we get to pay day, it will pay off in spades.” Both Deirdre and Richard laughed at the unintended double entendre.



“OK everyone,” Deirdre said, “Jane is out in the hallway. No one is to talk with her or interact with her. From now on, Jane is my slave. That is not to say that we can’t share her on the way to the desert on the airplane, but you have to ask me first and she needs to hear you asking me. When I give you permission, then you can have your way with her. One more thing, you can fuck her brains out, but no orgasms for her. That’s really important. We want her all amped up when we get to D-Day two weeks from now. We’ve already paid for the satellite time and that is a hard schedule.”



“OK boss” was the group response.



“You mean Master,” said Richard. Everyone laughed.





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As they ambled down the corridor with their bags Deirdre walked ahead and picked up Jane’s leash. “Move slave. It is time to go.”



As they approached the open door it got colder and colder. Jane had goose bumps all over her naked skin. Everyone else was wearing jackets to protect themselves from the cold as they walked out to the waiting vans. Deirdre stepped up into the back door of the first van. Grabbing Jane’s arms, she helped Jane step up into the van without banging her shins on the vehicle’s metal frame. “Sit on the floor slave. The seats are for our guests.”



As Deirdre and Jane sat in the van, the rest of the team finished loading all the equipment and luggage in the panel truck behind them. The cameramen would drive the panel truck and the product team would ride in the van with Deirdre and Jane, with Todd driving.



The van was outfitted with plush seats on both sides. As the team sat down Jane was thankful the doors were finally closed as she sat shivering in the middle of the floor continuing to weep softly as she contemplated her fate. Everyone settled in for the ride to the airport. As they got out onto the freeway Deirdre reminded Todd, “No tickets.”



“No shit,” was Todd’s response, looking back at their chained and hooded naked slave. Todd had no desire to replace Jane’s sweet ass with his own at the county jail.



George was sitting directly across from Deirdre. When they finally made eye contact George gave Deirdre a questioning look and nodded down toward Jane. George never got to participate, since he was always behind a camera. Deirdre smiled back nodding her head yes.



“Slave, turn around,” commanded Deirdre.



Jane shimmied around clanking her chains as she went. Deirdre reached around Jane’s head and opened the Velcro snap located at the mouth of the hood.



“Slave, worship the cock that is about to be generously provided you.”



George’s pants were already down around his ankles and his cock was at full staff. Although it was not impressive by the standards of the other men in the van, George’s prowess was on the other end of the camera.



Even with the flap open, Jane couldn’t see anything. It wasn’t until George grabbed the back of the hood and guided Jane’s mouth to his cock that she could finally see the head, just as he pushed it into her open mouth.



“Don’t embarrass me slave. Do a good job. Suck that cock dry and don’t soil my carpeting. Swallow every drop.”



Jane went to work on George’s cock with a great deal of encouragement from George. He was fucking her face with reckless abandon. It didn’t take long. George never even got as far as exploring Jane’s throat. Jane could feel the pumping cum in George’s cock and she swallowed as quickly as she could, trying to keep up with the sticky paste. Jane swallowed every mouthful as it spurted from George’s cock. Jane sucked the remaining cum from the head of George’s cock and then licked the cum from his shaft and the cum that was dripping from the corner of her mouth. Jane sat back on her haunches, breathing deeply.



“Good work slave. That was an excellent job; with very little training you are proving to be an excellent cock sucker. After a couple of weeks more practice you’ll be ready for the big time.” Deirdre looked around and everyone was laughing quietly.



They were approaching the private airport and then quickly pulled into the hanger. Richard got out of the van first and went over to meet with the pilots. As he kept them occupied Deirdre pulled some sweatpants onto Jane and a hoodie over her top. The group walked toward the airplane ramp, keeping Jane on the opposite side from the pilots’ view. Richard kept the pilots busy until Jane was safely on the plane and sequestered in the rear private compartment.



Like the van, the back compartment had seating all the way around, forming nearly a complete oval. Deirdre led Jane to the middle of the room and told her to sit down on the floor. Jane was a quick learner and she already knew the drill. Jane lurched when she felt the riding crop brush up against her back, but Deirdre was only stroking her. “You have been a very good slave thus far. Until we get in the air, I don’t want to hear a sound from you.”



With that, Deirdre pulled the hoodie from Jane. “Stand up.” Now Deirdre removed the sweat pants. Again, Jane lurched at the touch of the riding crop on her bare bottom this time. Deirdre rubbed it across Jane’s bottom until she found the space between her legs. After removing the sweat pants, Jane was on all fours now. Deirdre stroked Jane’s pussy with the narrow crop as Jane lifted her ass to meet the leather. Deirdre began lightly slapping Jane’s moist pussy with the crop, teasing her with each light blow.



Deirdre could tell that Jane was getting close as Jane’s breathing became heavier. With one loud crack, Jane felt the pain singe her right buttock. “Remember slave, I told you, no orgasms unless I say so. Now get your ass on the floor.”



Jane was beside herself. She had been so close. The truth be told, she had enjoyed being a slave thus far. When she used to masturbate, her fantasies were often about being held hostage and being ravished. Jane sat quietly, excited about what might happen to her next.



The guys had loaded all the equipment in the front of the plane and the entire staff made their way to the rear compartment for the trip to Arizona. Everyone found their seats and strapped in. Deirdre helped Jane from the floor and put her in the seat next to her and strapped her in for takeoff.

As they whisked down the runway and lifted off Jane felt a rush at the unexpected liftoff. Jane wondered if she would be allowed to sit there for the rest of the trip. As they gained altitude and made the turn back toward the east, Jane sat back in the seat and relaxed briefly, lost in her thoughts.



Jane could hear the conversations going on around her. Deirdre was talking to Richard about the video they had already shot and how Jane seemed to be eating the lens. The cameramen were talking techno stuff, although their conversation would occasionally turn to how much they would like a piece of Jane’s ass.



Tom, Kieran and George were discussing the shooting schedule for the next day and strategizing about what they could do on the 4 or 5 days when they would have to go dark. They finally decided they would spend the time in the editing room and work their way through the video and stills they already had. Jane couldn’t understand how the few minutes of video that had been shot in the studio could take so long, but then, she really didn’t know anything about this business.



Jane was relaxed now and when Richard asked Deirdre if Jane liked her new hair styling and color, without thinking Jane blurted out, “Yes I think the color matches my skin really well. I’m really happy with it.”



The next thing Jane knew she had been tugged roughly by the chain around her neck and went sprawling on the floor of the cabin. Jane knew what was next and she didn’t have to wait very long. The crack of the riding crop and the burning sensation were almost simultaneous. Jane screamed loudly. That was the hardest Deirdre had hit her. As Jane got up on all fours she was greeted with another stroke, this time even harder. “I told you slave, not a sound.”



“Do you understand slave? Shake your head, if you understand.” said Deirdre harshly.



Jane shook her head furiously, not wanting any more punishment. Jane thought that she might have to rethink how much fun this was just as the next lash came, and then another. Jane started whimpering with sounds that were barely audible. One lash came after another until Jane collapsed to the floor of the cabin. Jane lay there whimpering for what seemed like hours, even though it was only a few minutes. She was thankful that the lashing was over.



Deirdre grabbed the hood and yanked Jane’s head up to her mouth. “I told you to be a good slave. I guess I was just too lenient with you. I won’t make that mistake again.”



Now Jane could hear Deirdre talking to someone in a low voice at the opposite end of the cabin. She heard the door open and close and then open and close again a few minutes later. Deirdre stood Jane up and moved her over into the corner. She could hear something being rolled out on the floor. She could also hear the murmur on conversation from the opposite corner of the room. As she was trying to make out the conversation Jane suddenly felt a familiar set of hands rubbing oil into her skin.



Sophie rubbed the oil into every inch of Jane’s body to the point where Sophie’s hands just slid from one spot to another. Sophie was leading Jane back to the center of the cabin now, but she no longer felt the carpet under her bare feet. She was on plastic and it made a crunching noise as she walked across it to the center of the cabin.



Jane could feel the handcuffs being released from the chain around her waist. Her hands were being lifted above her head. These were no longer Sophie’s hands, these were larger stronger hands and they were handling her roughly. The handcuffs were reattached above her head and she was left to hang there momentarily. Jane could feel ropes being attached to her ankles and tied tight. The ropes were smooth and were being pulled apart as her legs were spread wide. Jane was almost airborne now.



Jane’s heart was racing now. She had never expected this. This wasn’t part of any of her fantasies. She was shaking now. She couldn’t imagine what was going to happen to her next. She didn’t want to know.



Deirdre was whispering into Jane’s ear now, her voice so soft that Jane had to strain to make out the words, but her tone was menacing. “I told you slave, that disobedience would be dealt with harshly. Now you are going to find out just how harshly. You have no one to blame but yourself for what is about to happen to you.”



Deirdre removed the hood in one motion. Jane’s eyes struggled in the bright lights. There were photographic umbrellas set up all around the edge of the cabin. Jane’s eyes slowly adjusted to the bright lights and she could see the blue tarp beneath her. She could also see that her handcuffs were attached to a chain connected to one of the cargo hooks overhead. As she looked down, she could see that the ropes her ankles were attached to were tied off to similar hooks in the bottom corners of the cabin underneath the seating.



As Jane looked straight forward, she was surprised by what she saw. With the exception of George, who was manning the camera that was shining the brightest of the lights in her face, all the men were wearing black hoods and were completely naked. Like Jane, the men had oiled their bodies and to a man, they all had raging hardons. Most of them were stroking their cocks with their oily hands keeping themselves fully hard.



“You have the biggest cock, I want you on the bottom,” said Deirdre as she grabbed the prodigious cock and ushered him forward. “Trust me Jane, you’ll have a hard time taking it all. I do.”



Deirdre grabbed the next cock. “I want you out in front. And as she grabbed the third cock, “you get to bring up the rear. I know you have been coveting that ass for a very long time.” The rest of you can wait your turns, but let’s keep up the pace, we only have an hour and a half before we have to buckle back in for the landing.”



Deirdre stepped forward one last time and leaned over to whisper again in Jane’s ear, “After this, you’ll never disobey me again.” Deirdre smiled as she looked at Jane’s horror stricken face. Deirdre moved to the side where she would have a front row seat. “Boys, she is all yours.”



Jane’s body was really shaking now. As Tom moved forward he laid down on the tarp underneath Jane’s outstretched legs. Deirdre tossed one of the cameramen the keys to the cuffs and he unlocked Jane’s hands with each of the cameramen grabbing her by one of her wrists tightly, stretching her arms away from her body.



Slowly they lowered Jane toward the massive cock that awaited her as she shook uncontrollably, fearing the massive prick would tear her apart. Tom had really pumped it up with his own hand job. He held it up with his right hand waiting for the cameramen to impale Jane on it. Todd’s had been longer, but Tom’s was massively thick. Jane’s pussy began to quiver as she was lowered toward it.



As she could feel the head of the massive cock penetrating the layers of flesh on the outside of her pussy, she had to look away. There was Deirdre sitting there with an evil smile mouthing the words. “Don’t ever disobey me again.”



By the time Jane’s cunt had swallowed the first two inches of the huge cock she felt like she was being split in half. Each inch brought even greater pain. By the time Tom’s cock was half way in it was just too much and Jane screamed loudly.



Deirdre turned to Kieran, “Get a cock in her mouth before she has the pilots back here.” Kieran grabbed Jane by the hair and forced his cock in her mouth. He wasted no time in working his cock to the back of her mouth and began the pleasurable job of exploring the further reaches of Jane’s throat.



Tom was almost all the way in now and Jane’s ass was quivering uncontrollably from the pain of the massive cock. As Tom was finally in up to the hilt he paused for a moment and then began a piston like motion driving his cock deep into Jane at a rapid rate.



Were it not for Kieran’s cock in Jane’s mouth, her screams of pain could have been heard back in Los Angeles. The more Jane screamed however, the more the vibrations engorged Kieran’s cock as he stroked in and out of her gaping mouth.



“OK, it’s time to man the caboose and get this train really chugging,” said Deirdre now. Jane’s eyes got really wide as she realized what was going to happen to her. Her screams muffled by Kieran’s cock, Jane struggled to free her hands, but the cameramen held them firmly. As Richard stepped up behind Jane she could feel him slapping his cock against her asshole.



Jane was squeezing her ass as tight as she could, but the more she did so, the worse Tom’s cock hurt in her already filled pussy. Richard slapped his cock against Jane’s asshole again. When that didn’t work, he slapped her ass hard repeatedly on both side with each hand.



Out of the corner of her eye Jane could see Deirdre moving in her direction. Sure enough the riding crop cracked against her bare ass. “Loosen up Jane.” Deirdre commanded. Crack. “Loosen it up.” Now two more quick and forceful lashes to Jane’s already inflamed ass. With that she surrendered and Richard quickly began to force his enormous cock up Jane’s asshole.



Jane’s whole body was shaking like a leaf now. Jane’s was now just one raw nerve ending. Jane’s breathing was becoming labored and there was no fight left. The cameramen no longer had to keep Jane’s arms stretch out, her arms had gone limp. Both cameramen wrapped her fingers around their cocks and she was meekly jerking them off. Jane was completely defeated. There was no fight left.



As the three men got close to finishing, each pulled out. Jane collapsed to the tarp and the cameramen released her ankles from the restraints. They rolled Jane over and as they stood over her, continuing to stroke their cocks, they each shot their load in her face as she lay there flailing around on the tarp like a caught fish.



As Tom, Kieran and Richard moved to the bathroom in the back of the cabin to clean themselves and get ready to land, the cameramen, and the Chippendale boys took their place. For the next hour each of them took turns, with each of them taking a trip around the world. By the time the plane was ready to land everyone had cleaned up, the equipment was put away and Jane had been cleaned up by Sophie, since Jane could barely stand on her own now.



Jane had receded into her own world, completely detached from reality. As she sat on her seat, she continued to quiver, whining softly to herself as she rocked back and forth. Deirdre sat down next to her and in a soft voice whispered, “are you going to be a good girl now?”



Jane couldn’t respond but shook her head yes and you could hear her whine “ah huh” repeatedly as she continued to rock back and forth.



“I know you can be a good girl. So tomorrow we can start fresh,” said Deirdre soothingly. “As long as you do exactly as I say you will be treated well. Now go to sleep until the plane lands.”



When the plane landed in Scottsdale there was no reason to hood Jane again, she was fast asleep. Sophie dressed her in the hoodie and sweat pants and the cameramen carried her off the plane and to the waiting vehicles. There were three SUVs to get them to the ranch. It would be a couple hours of tough driving before they arrived. Jane was on the back seat of one of the SUVs with her head resting in Sophie’s lap.



Jane drifted in and out of consciousness on the trip to the ranch, with the bumpy road occasionally stirring her awake. Sophie would stroke her hair until she returned to her fitful sleep. Occasionally Jane could hear Deirdre and Richard talking in the front seat.



“Was that really necessary?” she could hear Richard asking Deirdre.



“Maybe not, but she needed to learn a lesson. Besides did you see the video that George captured? The guy is a genius. Poor lighting and on a moving plane! I think the bad lighting actually worked in our favor it makes the entire episode look even more horrific than it was and it was pretty horrific. Remember, we won’t be able to shoot anything after tomorrow and we’ll be dark for three or four days.”



“Yeah,” said Richard, “I suppose you’re right. But we have to go a little easier on her tomorrow. And no more yanking on her nipples or abusing her breasts. That could really set us back and we can’t afford that.”



Jane didn’t understand what they were talking about, but she was glad to hear her day tomorrow would be easier, as she drifted back to sleep.





The Product Ch. 08 by darkdeceptions



When Jane woke up she could feel the warm sunlight radiating on her through the window. She didn’t remember arriving last night, but vaguely remembered Sophie helping her to the bathtub for a warm bath. Sophie sponged Jane clean and washed her hair. Sophie had also applied some lotion to the welts forming on Jane’s ass to reduce the swelling and help her heal more quickly.



As Jane lay in bed she could see the saguaros outside her window and the mountains in the distance. The windows were open and the weather was really pleasant for February. As Jane got up, still a little wobbly on her legs, she moved to the window to take in the vista outside her room. She was amazed how still it was. Jane could hear a hawk in the distance and mockingbirds chirping in a nearby cottonwood tree. The most remarkable thing, she thought, was that there was nothing but open desert for as far as she could see.



The previous night on the plane had been like a bad dream. Jane decided to put it out of her mind. She would never cross Deirdre ever again. Of that she was sure. Jane had decided she actually liked the fucking and a little discipline was OK, actually exciting. But she never wanted to get gang banged like that ever again.



The door opened and it was Deirdre with a big smile on her face. “Feeling better today kitten?” Deirdre was carrying a breakfast tray and sat it down on the table in the corner of the room. “I thought I would join you for breakfast. The guys are all in the dining room and they are a rowdy bunch.”



Deirdre took a seat at the table and Jane sat next to her so they could both enjoy the view out the window. Deirdre poured Jane’s coffee and poured her cream. Jane was pleased that Deirdre remembered. It was a light breakfast of yogurt and granola, with some strawberries on the side. As they ate they made small talk for the first time.



“I’m so sorry about last night. But it was necessary. You do understand that, don’t you?” asked Deirdre.



“Yes, I think so,” replied Jane. Jane suddenly realized that Deirdre wasn’t demanding to be called master anymore.



“You look confused. What are you thinking?” asked Deirdre.



“You aren’t making me call you master anymore,” replied Jane.



Deirdre wrapped her hand in Jane’s and reached up and stroked her cheek with the other as she looked deep into Jane’s questioning eyes.



“Is that really necessary anymore?” was the reply.



“No. I’ll never disobey you again, I promise,” said Jane with the proper tone of remorse.



After finishing breakfast, Jane and Deirdre both stood at the same time and as they did, Deirdre stepped closer and kissed Jane fully on the lips. As Jane’s lips parted in surprise Deirdre’s tongue snuck past her lips and into her mouth. Jane wrapped her arms around Deirdre and kissed her back hard. As Deirdre ran her hand through Jane’s hair she could still feel some of the oil from the night before. As Deirdre stepped away she took Jane by the hand and led her to the bathroom.



“Your hair is still a little oily from last night. Let me wash it for you.” As they stepped into the bathroom Deirdre began to undress Jane, pulling the panties down to the floor as Jane stepped out of them. Deirdre could smell the musk of Jane’s abused pussy as she rose back up to pull the teddy over her head. As Jane stood there, Deirdre started the shower.



It was open just like the one back in LA. As a matter of fact, it looked identical, as did the bedroom. Deirdre slowly removed her clothing, almost as though she were putting on a show for Jane.



When she finished she took Jane by the hand and led her into the shower. As they shared the pulsing water from overhead the two women wrapped their arms around each other as they kissed deeply again. Deirdre’s breasts were uncommonly firm and her nipples seemed to be in a constant state of erection. Deirdre let Jane explore and play with them, eventually drawing Jane’s head toward her breast inviting Jane to suck on her nipples.



As Jane sucked on Deirdre’s breasts, Jane could feel the now familiar warmth returning between her legs. Sensing Jane’s arousal, Deirdre switched gears and reached for the shampoo. “Remember, we are here to wash your hair.”



Jane was disappointed, but she remembered what Deirdre had said about orgasms, so she quickly turned around to let Deirdre wash her hair. When they finished showering the women dried each other off. Returning to the bedroom, Deirdre laid spread eagle on the bed. Jane looked at her questioningly. Deirdre recognized the look.



“I said you couldn’t have an orgasm, I didn’t say anything about me.” said Deirdre smiling.



Realizing what was being asked of her, Jane made her way to the bed. Jane had been dreaming about burying her face in Deirdre’s pussy since the first day. She could almost smell Deirdre’s sweet pussy gyrating over her head in her dreams. Jane was still aroused but she knew that it was Deirdre’s turn. As Jane knelt between Deirdre’s legs she dropped down on the bed so she could give Deirdre’s moistening pussy her full attention. Jane had never eaten pussy before, or so she thought, so this was uncharted territory. The smell of Deirdre’s pussy was intoxicating to Jane as she buried her face in it.



At the first nip of Jane’s teeth, Deirdre realized that some coaching would be necessary. “Don’t use your teeth. Use your tongue to lick and your lips to suck. When you are a little more experience, then you can use your teeth.”



Deirdre smiled knowingly down at Jane who returned to Deirdre’s pussy with renewed enthusiasm. It took a while for Jane to find Deirdre’s special spot, but in no time Deirdre’s hips and ass were rising and lowering to the rhythm of Jane’s tongue and lips.



As Deirdre became more excited she reversed her position and rolled Jane over on top of her. As Jane returned her tongue to the depths of Deirdre’s wet pussy, Deirdre turned her attention to Jane’s asshole driving her tongue in as deep as it would go. Jane let out a deep gasp at the pleasurable feeling emanating from her backside.



Both women rolled over on their sides to afford each other deeper penetration into their respective holes. Deirdre was getting close now and the more she drove her tongue into Jane’s asshole and then reamed it on the way out, the more ardently Jane drove Deirdre toward her orgasm.



Jane surprised Deirdre by driving her index finger into her ass and the added excitement drove Deirdre over the edge as she tightened her thighs around Jane’s head and bucked herself to completion.



As Deirdre rolled off she could see that Jane was all hot and bothered. Good, she thought. Let’s keep her that way. Deirdre sat on the edge of the bed and she leaned over and kissed Jane on the cheek.



“Thanks. I needed that,” said Deirdre as she got up to leave.



Putting on her robe Deirdre told Jane to shower again and meet her at the far end of the hallway for a meeting at 11. “Oh and clothing is optional. As a matter of fact it is very optional.”



Jane knew better than to question Deirdre now. She would do as she was told. At 11 a.m. she was padding down the hallway in her birthday suit, not knowing what to expect next.



As she opened the door and entered the room Dr. Contreras and Deirdre were already there along with Richard. They turned and smiled at Jane as she walked in the room.



“Good morning Jane,” said Dr. Contreras, “so nice to see you again.”



Jane walked up to join them and as she did Deirdre decided to fill her in on why they were there. “Jane, as you know we have put a great deal of effort into this project and we are nearing the final rollout. There are still a couple of details to be attended to and that is what we propose to do over the next few days.”

Deirdre stopped briefly to let her words sink in.



“The final phase of the process is to help you transform yourself into the new ravishingly beautiful, sensuous and exciting woman you are becoming. That is why Dr. Contreras is here to assist us. I believe when Sophie was doing your hair you told her you were attracted to the image of the woman in the illustration she showed you. The image she showed you was one that Dr. Contreras produced and it is his rendering of how he proposes that you look in the future.”



Although surprised, Jane continued listening intently and said nothing. She didn’t want to say the wrong thing to Deirdre so she said, “Yes. I was struck by the image. She was beautiful.” Jane turned to Dr. Contreras and looked at him directly.



“Can you make me beautiful like that?” Jane asked Dr. Contreras earnestly.



“Yes, of course my dear, but those are not the only changes…improvements that I propose. Would you like to see them all? I can show you on the computer right over hear.”



This was going easier than Deirdre thought it would. Richard sensed what Deirdre was thinking and shook his head in silent agreement.



Jane was starting to like the new her and was excited to see what Dr. Contreras could do. She was so focused on seeing what the new her might look like she had completely forgotten that she was stark naked. Deirdre noticed it too. We have come a long way in a short time, she thought.



As Dr. Contreras moved the mouse the large plasma screen on the wall lit up. Jane could see a more detailed version of the new face that Dr. Contreras was proposing. He pointed out the changes he proposed to her nose and to her eyes. As he zoomed the image out the front of Jane’s body came into full view. “As you can see I propose to enlarge your breasts slightly and lift them. Not too big, but not too small either,” Contreras said smiling.



As Contreras spun the image to a side view the true size of Jane’s new breasts really became apparent. Jane was impressed. She had always wished she had larger breasts.



“I can only show you so much on the computer. If you would be so kind as to step up on this riser, I can demonstrate the changes more easily,” said Contreras as he guided Jane up on to the low riser, switching on the intense overhead lights. As Jane stood on the pedestal, Dr. Contreras outlined the places around Jane’s eyes and nose where he proposed to make changes. Jane could follow Contreras’ hands by watching herself in the full length mirror on the opposite wall.



Contreras now moved to Jane’s breasts where he lifted each of them from the bottom to show how they would now hang higher on her chest. He also pointed out where he would make the incisions to add the enhancements.



“While it isn’t critical yet, we could also firm up Jane’s buttocks as well,” said Contreras. “Could you please turn around for a moment my dear,” he said as he slowly turned her around. The doctor grabbed the bottom of each of Jane’s cheeks and lifted them to show how they could be firmed up.



“Would that increase the recovery time,” Deirdre asked Contreras.



“Only by a couple of days, three at the most,” he responded.



Deirdre looked at Richard and he was shaking his head no.



“I think that this is something we can come back to at a later date. We are currently on a very tight schedule as we approach this product rollout, said Deirdre. “So I think we need to stick to the procedures we have already discussed.”



“Very well,” said Dr. Contreras. “Perhaps by then the young lady will be ready to have her vagina tightened up a bit. As I told you the other day, Jane has a very lovely vagina.”



Jane would have gone beet red a few days ago, but today, she actually appreciated Dr. Contreras’ compliment.



“So we are agreed?” asked Dr. Contreras.



“Yes,” said Deirdre.



“And you young lady?”



Jane looked to Deirdre quickly and then back to Dr. Contreras. “Yes, of course.”



“Good, then there is no reason why we can’t proceed at once,” said Dr. Contreras enthusiastically. “Young lady, follow me and by tomorrow, there will be a whole new you!”



Jane followed the doctor out the door and down to the middle of the hallway where another corridor led to the opposite side of the large ranch house. As Jane stepped through the door at the end of this hallway she has surprised to see a full operating room on the other side of the glass paneled wall just inside the doorway.



“I’m going to leave you in the care of my surgical nurse now. This shouldn’t take more than a few hours at most. After that you will need to rest in bed for a day. After that, I suggest that you spend plenty of time by the pool and let the sun work its magic. You should be back to full activity in a matter of four or five days. You can look forward to seeing your new beautiful new self…as will I.” With that Contreras disappeared back out the door and left Jane in the care of the nurse.



———-



The next few days passed quickly. For the first two days, Jane was in the care of the nurse, who brought her meals to her room on the surgical side of the complex. Jane didn’t see the rest of the team until the third day when she joined them at the pool. By day five most of the swelling had gone down and Jane was getting back to normal, but with new bigger eyes, her pixie nose and large beautifully proportioned breasts.



Deirdre was joining Jane for lunch every day now and they engaged in idle girl talk. Jane was opening up to Deirdre and was confiding herself to her. Jane had a bunch of questions regarding what was next, but the answers she got from Deirdre were vague at best. She guessed it had to do with the imminent product roll out.



At lunch the previous day Jane had confided that of all the things she had done since coming to work for Deirdre, the one thing she could never do again was the gang bang. Deirdre could tell from the way that Jane said it, that she was absolutely adamant.



With only a little more than a week left until D-Day, Deirdre was concerned and decided to talk to Richard about it. He had gone back to LA to take care of business, not the least of which was arranging for the movers to place all of Jane’s belongings in storage and to talk Jane’s husband into taking the plea deal that was being offered to him. With good behavior he could be out in five years. Richard decided to wait until after D-Day to give Jane the news.



Deirdre met Richard at the airport that night and filled him in on her concerns. On the way out of town Richard developed a plan, but he would have to stay in Phoenix one more day before returning to the ranch.



When Deirdre got back she took the rest of the team aside and set Richard’s plan in motion. With D-Day just a week away they would give Jane two more days to soak up the rays and become her radiant new self. In the meantime they would get Jane to buy into the new identity they had created for her, to become her online persona and public identity.



Deirdre called a staff meeting for the morning and they would review the plans then and fill Jane in at the same time. In the meantime Jane was getting plenty of rest and plenty of sun. This new sedate life wasn’t sitting real well with Jane. Now that her libido had been freed, she was hornier than hell.



The staff meeting was held early, so as not to interfere with Jane’s sun time. In typical fashion Deirdre opened the meeting and got right down to business. Deirdre went through all the marketing studies they had done and covered the findings from their focus groups and the bottom line was that Jane needed a new name, one that the target group could more easily relate to. This sounded fine to Jane, she didn’t want anyone who knew her before to know what she was doing now, and certainly not her children.



“What is the new name?” asked Jane, eager to find out.



“Your new name is going to be Jana Embers. That is the name that tracked best with our focus groups. What do you think?”



“I like it,” said Jane, “it sounds hot.”



“Red hot, to go with your flaming red hair and that raging volcano you have for a libido,” said Kieran as he smiled lustily at Jane.



“Good, then it is settled, Jana it is. We can start getting our marketing materials into production. I’ll make the calls to LA.,” said Deirdre as she closed the short meeting. “Everyone back to work.”



As everyone filed from the room Deirdre tapped Jane on the shoulder and asked her to remain behind. Deirdre closed the door and asked Jane to join her at the table.



“Jane…I mean Jana, I need your help on a very special project. In a couple of days Richard is going to be bringing a couple of very special clients to the ranch. They won’t be here overnight, only for a few hours. But while they are here Richard wants you…I want you…to provide them with some special entertainment. Do you understand what I mean?”



“Yes. I get the drift. How long am I going to have to ‘entertain’ them?”



“For as long as it takes, but it probably won’t be for more than an hour or two,” replied Deirdre. “But here is the important thing. Neither of these young men wants to be recognized so none of you will speak the entire time.”



Deirdre continued, “There is more, they both have this strange fantasy about repeatedly ravishing a woman together to Ravel’s Bolero, so it will be playing loudly the entire time you are with them,” concluded Deirdre. “Oh, I almost forgot, to make sure you don’t recognize them you will be required to wear a mask the entire time.”



“What are these guys, kinky movie stars?” asked the new Jana.



“No, but they have been on TV recently and you might recognize them or their voices so we need to protect their identity. I can’t tell you how much this may mean to the overall success of our product rollout. These young men are in a unique position to assure our success,” emphasized Deirdre. “Are you onboard?”



“Of course,” replied Jana, not wanting to disappoint Deirdre.



The next couple of days flew by quickly. Each day Jana got plenty of sun and her body looked better and better, especially as the bronze tan replaced Jana’s formerly milky complexion. Deirdre would have other members of the team join her periodically in her bedroom or at the pool to partake of her pleasures, but no matter how hard she tried, they never let her get off, since it mostly consisted of blow jobs. Jana’s sexual frustration was off the charts.





The Product Ch. 09 by darkdeceptions



Today was the day that Richard was going to arrive back at the ranch and that was especially exciting for Jana because she was finally going to get to have real sex again, even if it was with a couple of young kinks. As the day progressed Jana went through her daily ritual and spent time at the pool and took a long nap. As the evening approached Jana rose and showered. She was actually looking forward to this strange tryst after so many days without any sexual release. Jana was hopeful that she would finally be allowed to have an orgasm.



Jana could hear the car pull up, but it was on the opposite side of the house. Deirdre came in and said she was there to prep Jana for the engagement with the two young men. Deirdre had brought along an outfit for Jana to wear. Jana looked at it and was surprised. There was a lot more clothing than she was used to wearing since she went to work for Deirdre. There was a robe, a teddy, a pushup bra that would accentual Jana already more ample breasts, panties a corset and long black stocking that attached to a garter belt.



No wonder it might take two hours Jana thought. It will take them an hour to undress me. “Are you sure about all this?”



“Richard was very specific in his instructions, so let’s just go with it,” replied Deirdre.



———-



“Well boys, I can’t tell you how glad we had a chance to talk a couple of days ago,” said Richard. “I’m only sorry that I had to be the bearer of such unpleasant news about your father. It was so nice to see you. I knew from talking to your dad that you both liked to live a little on the wild side, so I’m glad you could join me this evening. This should help lift your spirits and put a little money in your pockets too.”



“My friends here could use a couple of new talents like you. The stuff they do is very high class, not for your average guy. Are you guys sure you are up for this? I don’t want this getting back to your mom,” said Richard emphatically.



“No way! We are good to go. How difficult is fucking,” said Jim.



“Bring it on!” was John’s reply.



“OK boys but don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to back out,” said Richard. “Here is the setup boys…in a few minutes I am going to take you down the hallway to one of our rooms. You won’t be able to see the cameras because they are on the opposite side of the mirrors, but they will be filming you the whole time. Once you walk in you have to remain in character. You are brutal sadists bent on raping and humiliating the beautiful whore you have hired for the night. But here is the hook, she is to remain blindfolded the entire time and none of you may talk. Neither of you are actors and we don’t want you worrying about remembering lines. Plus, it adds to the sense of tension. Do you understand?”



“Sure,” said John.



“OK and one last thing, some classical music will be playing in the background. I’ve listened to it and it isn’t too bad and it kind of captures the mood we are going for. One last thing, you can rip her clothes off, in fact we encourage you to do so, and you can fuck her silly. But no marks on her body. She needs to be in tip top shape for a big shoot that is coming up in a couple of days. Got it?”



“Absolutely,” replied Jim.



“Well then, get your clothes off and follow me down the hallway. Remember no marks on her body and the blindfold stays on…and no talking!” Richard grabbed each of them by the arm for emphasis.



As they reached the end of the hallway Richard put his hand on each of their shoulders, “if you boys do well with this, we may have some more work for you down the line. The pay is good and you’re going to need it considering what happened to your dad. I just wish I could have gotten him a better plea deal.”



Richard knocked once on the door and Deirdre arrived to meet them. As she escorted the naked boys into the room she couldn’t help notice that both of them were really well endowed. That certainly wasn’t Deirdre’s experience with their father.



Deirdre stroked each of their cocks with her hands and then pulled them over to where she wanted them to stand near the foot of the bed. When they got to the edge of the bed Deirdre released their cocks and held her finger to her lips to remind them of the code of silence.



As Deirdre walked over to the stereo to turn on the music both boys sized her up from head to toe. Both thought they would really like to fuck that bitch too. With the first strains of Bolero coming from the stereo Deirdre walked back over to the bed and took Jana by the hand and escorted her to a point where she was directly between them.



Deirdre stood back a bit and again grabbed each of the boys’ cocks. She stroked them until they were really hard and at full staff. Deirdre leaned forward and whispered in Jana’s ear, “don’t disappoint me…and not a sound,” as she licked Jana’s earlobe. As Deirdre moved off toward the door she stopped briefly to turn and put her index finger to her lips one last time. The boys got the message.



Jana stood very still, trembling slightly, waiting for the young men to make their first move. It didn’t take long. Jim grabbed Jana from behind by the hair, almost lifting her off her feet. John grabbed the gown from the front and ripped it to shreds. With Jim’s free hand he grabbed the front of the teddy and ripped it away. Next was the bra as John reached between Jana tits and pulled it off in one clean movement leaving rope burns on Jana’s shoulders.



Jana was breathing hard now. This isn’t exactly what she expected. These boys were playing rough.



Jana’s chest was heaving as the boys each grabbed one of the newly freed tits. Jim cupped the huge breast and squeezed it hard. John sucked the other one into his mouth as far as it would go. Both boys stepped back now catching their breath.



As they surveyed their incomplete work they decided that the corset was next to go. Each boy grabbed the corset with both of their hands at the front and back and ripped it away, almost knocking Jana to the floor.



Jana continued to breathe hard as the boys surveyed what they thought were the most fabulous set of tits they ever saw. Next the garter belt came off in one quick motion as Jim ripped it away and both boys grabbed the corners of the panties and ripped them off viciously, burning the inside of Jana’s thighs.



Naked accept for her stalking, the boys pushed Jana hard back on the bed, sending her flying, each grabbing a stocking and yanking them roughly off her legs. Each boy grabbed an ankle and quickly spun Jana over on her stomach. Before she knew what was happening they had her legs spread wide apart and were tying her ankles with the stocking and then tying the stocking off on the legs of the frame beneath the bed.



Moving to the head of the bed, Jim tightly grabbed a handful of Jana’s hair and violently pulled her up to meet his cock as John grabbed Jana’s hips and pulled her back into his cock.



Neither boy was interested in the foreplay; each of them thrust their cocks viciously into Jana’s mouth and pussy. Jim was all the way down Jana’s throat in one quick motion, just as John’s cock was up to the hilt in her pussy.



Although neither had been paying any attention to the music, both boys found themselves adjusting their thrusts to the rhythm of the music. This was one good whore they thought, each looking the other in the eye and nodding their heads. They were going to want to take their time with her. This was just too sweet a piece of ass to not enjoy completely.



As the music continued to build, Jim got tired of mouth fucking Jana and slid down the bed. Knowing what Jim had in mind John withdrew his penis from Jana’s pussy to make room for his brother. Once Jim had the tip of his penis in Jana, John followed him in. Only the heads of each of their cocks were inside Jana now, but as the boys got into their rhythm each was able to gradually push their cocks deeper into Jana.



With a few more strokes both boys were all the way in and alternated their thrusts to the sound of the quickening music. Jana’s pussy felt like it was going to tear open and her body began to shake furiously as her ass quivered like it was receiving electric shocks. In spite of the pain, Jana struggle to remain silent. She knew that nothing the boys could do to her would match what Deirdre would do if she was disobedient.



They looked at each other and couldn’t believe that this bitch wasn’t making so much as a sound. Maybe the occasional whimper, but that was it. Normally the boys had the bitches screaming bloody murder by now, especially the good little church going girls.



Tired of sharing a hole with his brother, John decided he needed his own. As he made his next backward stroke in Jana’s pussy, he immediately drove his cock all the way up to the hilt into Jana’s unsuspecting ass. As Jana lurched in pain the boys smiled at each other. That will show the bitch who is boss.



The music was picking up to a frantic pace now and with it the boys increased the speed of their thrusts. You could hear the smacks of flesh as Jim and John drove their cocks hard into Jana’s holes. As the music was approaching its frantic climax the boys continued to pound Jana’s holes hard, so hard that the stockings snapped as the boys continued to pound into Jana’s holes driving her farther up the bed.



As they slowed down briefly to catch their breath both boys realized that Jane was not only continuing her rocking motion against their cocks but was literally sucking their cocks with the muscles in her pussy and ass. What a fucking whore. She was world class.

Both their cocks stiffened a little more and as the music approached its final climax both boys pulled out with each grabbing Jana by the hair, rolling her over roughly as they deposited their sperm all over her face and into her nose and mouth. Both boys slapped their spent cocks against Jana’s face until the heads of their cocks were free of cum.



As Jana lay there, cum all over her face she was utterly frustrated. The boys had almost gotten her off, but then pulled out at the last minute. Jana rolled over on her side and began to finger herself off as the boys closed the door behind them.



Before Jana knew it, Deirdre was back in the room and pulling Jana’s hand away from her swollen clit. “No, no, no,” Deirdre exclaimed and she gave Jana a sharp smack on the ass. As Deirdre removed the mask she sat on the edge of the bed.



“You did really well Jana. The boys looked pleased as they left. I’m so proud of you Jana…Jana…that has a nice ring to it. It really does fit the new you,” said Deirdre in a pleasant tone of voice. “Now go take a shower and get some sleep. Things are going to get busy around here very soon.” And with that Deirdre was out the door.



As Jana headed to the shower she was glad that Deirdre was pleased with her. For some reason she now craved Deirdre’s approval and almost felt compelled to please her.



———-



Richard was in the car now with the boys and on the way back to Phoenix. “You boys did a fabulous job. The production people were very impressed with you. Remember, I may be in touch soon with some more work for you.”



“Thanks Mr. Saunders for the opportunity. That was one hot bitch,” said Jim.



“Man could that bitch fuck. And that other bitch was really hot to,” added John.



“Well you two boys are a couple of really stone cold mother fuckers if I do say so,” said Richard as he looked in the rearview mirror and caught the eye of Kieran, who was driving. They both smiled to themselves.



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Jana woke to the sounds of activity outside her window. In what was usually the horse pasture to the left of the building and a hundred yards away, a crew had arrived and they were erecting a large black circus type tent. Just beyond the tent another crew was positioning a large white utility truck with a white satellite dish on top. Between the sounds of stakes being driven into the ground and the ropes that were hoisting the tent to the top of the center pole, Jana gave up on the idea of sleeping in any later.



After taking a brief shower Jana headed to the kitchen to get some coffee and see what she could rustle up for breakfast. The rest of the team was already there, except for Tom, who she had seen outside talking to the satellite crew. As Jana walked in the kitchen the conversation stopped.



Deirdre turned to see Jana and said good morning. “The rest of the team was just finishing up, but I’ll stay and chat with you for awhile. There is a lot to get done today and everyone has a great deal to do.” As Deirdre looked around at the others at the table they got the message that it was time to take a hike.



“Let me get you some coffee,” Deirdre offered as she pulled out a chair for Jana next to her. As Deirdre poured Jana’s coffee she continued, “The outfit you were wearing was torn to shreds. It looks like the boys got a little rough,” Deirdre said as she handed Jana her coffee and sat down next to her. “Do you want to talk about it?”



“They got a little rough, but I’ve had worse,” said Jana, looking Deirdre straight in the eye.



“We’re running short on time before the rollout. Are you up to going back to work today?” said Deirdre.



“I think so. What will we be doing?” asked Jana.



“The crew should be through setting up the tent for the rollout production later this morning. As soon as the props and sets are in place we want to do a run through so we can test the lighting and equipment and make sure we have the right positions for the cameras. We also need to walk you through the program so you know which marks to hit. This thing is highly choreographed and there are a lot of extras.”



“What time do you want to get started?” asked Jana.



“After the extras arrive, they should be here about noon, so we’ll begin sometime after lunch,” replied Deirdre. “In the meantime, get some sun.”



After breakfast Jana followed her regular routine and adjourned to the pool. She would swim for a while and then lay in the sun. Jana was acquiring a lovely bronze tan and the incision on her breast and the plastic surgery on her face had completely disappeared. Jana had become comfortable with her nudity, as a matter of fact, she kind of enjoyed the attention the gardeners and house staff gave her as they ogled her laying by the pool.



As Jana turned over and lay back in the chaise see saw that Todd was standing over her with a bottle of mineral oil.



“Deirdre asked me to give you a massage. She said she thought you could use one. I’m actually pretty good. I used to give them for a living, as well as providing other services to needy ladies,” said Todd with a mischievous smile.



“That sounds good. I’ve been really tense the last few days,” replied Jana.



“Front or back first,” asked Todd as he removed his own shorts and revealing his fully erect cock.



“I usually get paid for my work,” Todd said smiling as Jana looked intently at the raging hardon.



“Front,” was Jana’s reply as she tilted the chaise back to a flat position.



Todd had been right, Jana thought, he really did have magic hands. As Todd massaged Jana’s neck, torso, legs and arms she began to relax. The ordeal of the night before began to recede from the front of her mind as Todd kneaded the tension from her muscles. Every time Todd’s bare penis would brush up against her the tingling between her legs would increase.



As Jana rolled over on her stomach she was both relaxed and filled with sexual tension. Todd kneaded her neck, shoulders, back and buttocks as he worked his way down to her legs and then the bottom of her feet. Todd began to work his hands back up the inside of Jana’s left calf and thigh. Jana spread her legs wider and hoped she knew what his final destination was.



As Todd reached Jana’s pussy she was already very aroused. She had been lying there, eyes closed, and praying for release. Jana lifted her ass in the air now showing Todd where she needed further attention. She was gripping the side of the chaise to help lift her ass closer to Todd’s kneading hands.



Jana was completely frantic now and began to rock her hips and ass to the movement of Todd’s fingers. Eyes still closed, Jana was nearing orgasm. Jana’s new tits were flopping wildly in all directions as she began to grind her ass into Todd’s skilled hand. Jana was getting closer, she was so close. Jana was grunting, like a bitch in heat as Todd withdrew his hand and stood up. Jana continued to grind her hips and lifted her ass farther in the air willing Todd’s hand to return. Todd was standing over Jana now, “Sorry, Deirdre said only a massage. Doctor’s orders I guess.”



Jana rolled over to the edge of the chaise and sat up, reaching out for Todd’s erect penis. As she grabbed it she practically begged him to get her off. She was on her knees now stroking the full length of his penis and kissing his balls as she rubbed her face against his leg. “Please Todd, I need it so badly. Please! I’ll give you the blow job of your life. Please, please!” she cried.



“You don’t really want to disobey Deirdre do you?” Todd said as he removed her hand from his cock, picked up his trunks and walked back inside.



As Jana sat back down on the chaise completely dejected she looked up for the first time. A shocked expression filled Jana’s face as she realized there were two dozen, very tall, very athletic looking black men standing on the other side of the low wall that surrounded the pool. Their eyes were burning into Jana and their lust was palpable.



Jana felt like a little lamb surrounded by a pack of wolves. Jana hadn’t spent much time around black people, in fact none at all. Jana’s parents were from the south and had trained her to be wary of black men since she was very small. Her mother filled her head with stories of white women being brutally raped by black men.



She knew her parents were racists, but the seeds of fear had been firmly planted. Her parents had moved to the high desert so they could live among other ‘God fearing white people’ so she could count her encounters with black people on her fingers and still have several left over.



If her new tan wasn’t so deeply bronzed, the men would have seen how blushingly crimson she had turned in embarrassment and discomfort as she jumped to her feet and covered her pussy with one hand and struggled to shield her now ample tits with her other arm as she rushed to the door.



All Jana could hear were catcalls and whoops as she bounced across the patio deck and back to the safety of the ranch house.



As Jana ran toward her bedroom she encountered Deirdre in the hallway, who had come to investigate the ruckus.



“What’s going on?” asked Deirdre.



“Jesus, there are a bunch of black men outside standing next to the patio wall,” said Jana breathlessly.



“Oh yeah, they are the extras, they just arrived a few minutes ago,” said Deirdre, “Why are you so flustered?”



“They were standing there watching me naked,” said Jana.



“So?” replied Deirdre.



“Todd was giving me the massage and…”



“Oh, I can imagine the rest,” said Deirdre smiling. “I bet they got a real eyeful.”



“I was so embarrassed,” admitted Jana.



“Well, it is probably just as well that they got a really good look at you. That way they won’t be ogling you when they are supposed to be staying in character in a couple of days during the rollout,” said Deirdre matter of factly. “Come to think of it, when we do the run through this afternoon, you’ll have a chance to get acquainted. They are actually a bunch of really nice guys and they need to get used to being around you, since you will be working closely together in two days.”



“They are so big,” commented Jana.



“They were chosen for their size, they are all former pro athletes, who either had to retire because of injuries or didn’t make the cut on their teams. Most of them played football, although a few played basketball,” said Deirdre.



As Jana got to the door to her room, she repeated herself, “They are so big.”



“You have no idea!” Deirdre said under her breath with a smile as she moved off toward the conference room.





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As Jana entered her room she could still see the men milling around outside. She walked over and closed her curtain since they all turned to leer at her through the window. Jana was really uncomfortable now. She dreaded the walk through that afternoon.



Deirdre returned to the conference room and rejoined the meeting. Everyone was there except Jana. “Good job Todd. You put on one hell of a floor show. She was really spooked when she saw all those (sorry, no pun intended) black men. She really seemed to be rattled and flustered. I’m not exactly sure what is going on there. But the higher her natural anxiety is when we do this for real, the better. The camera won’t lie.”



“The inside of the tent is ready and the set is also complete,” said Kieran, picking up where they left off before the interruption.



“The satellite truck is ready to go and we have tested the feeds. No problems from my end,” said Tom.



“I’ve added two extra cameramen, for a total of four. We’ll have three remote overhead cameras as well. I’ll operate the remotes myself from the control room. We’ll probably get our best images from the remotes anyway,” offered George.



“Where are we at on editing the video from last night?” asked Deirdre.



“I have another hour or so to finish. I’m just editing the additional footage from the living room when the boys were going on and on about what a fine bitch she was, etc. etc. I’m sure it will warm mom’s heart to see what nice things her kids have to say about her.”



“Good, that may come in handy too, but I need it finished in the morning. At some point tomorrow we might need to use it,” emphasized Deirdre.



“Sophie, we need to have Jana in full makeup and costume this afternoon for the run through. Give her a little extra attention. We need to keep getting her to near orgasm every opportunity we have right up until game time,’ said Deirdre.



“Will do,” replied Sophie.



“OK, about later tonight and tomorrow, I’ve developed a schedule and each of you will be responsible for keeping Jana pleasantly occupied, but not too pleasantly occupied, beginning this evening through midday tomorrow. Here are copies for each of you. At around noon tomorrow everyone needs to be in the playroom so we can all really give Jana a real edge. Make sure to wear your birthday suits. It will be fun for all. Sorry camera crew, that doesn’t include you. You’ll be ‘through the looking glass darkly’ again.”



When Sophie arrived at Jana’s room she found her fast asleep. As she thrashed restlessly Sophie immediately picked up on the fact that she was having a really good dream. Jana was stroking her own breasts and quietly sighing. Sophie took her clothes off and joined Jana on the bed. Sophie lightly ran her hands across Jana’s body, barely touching her. Jana’s body immediately responded to the needed attention. Sophie continued for several more minutes as Jana sighed more and more.



Moving atop Jana, Sophie lowered her wet pussy directly to Jana’s mouth. The musky scent was intoxicating to Jana, even in her sleep. Sophie slowly rubbed her now throbbing pussy over Jana’s open lips. With each pass Sophie rubbed her clit on Jana’s nose until it was replaced by Jana’s awakening tongue.



Sophie leaned forward and kissed the inside of Jana’s thighs which were now spread wide. As Sophie teased Jana’s pussy with kisses, but no tongue, Jana’s pussy reached up to Sophie’s mouth crying out for more attention.



At the same time, Jana was now partially awake and licking and sucking Sophie’s pussy ardently. Sophie had been waiting to enjoy Jana’s body for over a week now and she couldn’t last any longer. As she sat up she buried her pussy in Jana’s face and rode it to orgasm.



Sophie slid down next to Jana and kissed her eyes and then her lips, sucking on each of them gently. As she slowly ran her tongue across Jana’s lips Jana opened her mouth, just as she opened her eyes taking Sophie’s tongue deep into her mouth. As Sophie pulled away, Jana looked up and said, “I thought I was dreaming.”



“You were, I just joined it,” replied Sophie.



“What time is it?”



“It is getting late. It is time to get ready. Deirdre wants me to style your hair and do your makeup and get you in costume too.”



“OK, let me shower quickly,” said Jana.



“Fine, I’ll be waiting,” replied Sophie.



“I was asleep when you came in,” questioned Jana, “before I woke up did I…”



“No sweetie, that’s off limits…even in your sleep, at least for now,” said Sophie as Jana made her way to the shower.



As Jana finished her shower Sophie grabbed a towel and dried her. Using another towel she dried her hair and styled it in the fashion shown in Dr. Contreras’ illustration. Next came the makeup, which only accentuated Jana’s new wide eyed look. Sophie next applied Jana’s lip gloss and colored her nipples similarly.



“OK, we’re done in here. Let’s get you dressed,” said Sophie.



As they walked into the bedroom Jana was surprised by what was laying on the bed. It was one of her drab preacher’s wife sundresses. Jana turned to Sophie with a quizzical look on her face.



“We told you that you were exactly the kind of wholesome individual we were looking for,” Sophie said smiling.



“Are there a bra and panties too?” asked Jana.



“No dear, just the dress. Be careful putting it on. It has been altered and it is breakaway, so it is very fragile. Come on let’s get it on and see the old you,” said Sophie smiling.



Jana stepped into the dress as Sophie helped her, buttoning it up from behind. Sophie retrieved the round box that was on the bed next to the dress. She pulled a blonde wig from it that was styled the same as Jana’s long curly hair used to be. Sophie held it above Jana’s head and fitted it into place. Next Sophie pulled a very unattractive pair of reading glasses from her pocket and slipped them into place on Jana’s face. The glasses were very bookish and they completed Jana’s transformation back to a boring preacher’s wife.



As Jana turned and looked in the mirror, she couldn’t believe that she used to look like that. She was far happier being Jana instead of plain Jane. She knew she could never go back.



Sophie walked Jana over to the tent. As they entered through the flap that Sophie lifted for her, Jana could see that she was back stage. Everyone else was there and Kieran, Tom and George were manning the various pieces of equipment on the far side of the room with a bank of video monitors mounted above them.



The percussive sounds of the drums emanating from the main set on the other side of the curtain were almost deafening. The drum beat was downright primitive, sounding like something from a pagan or African ritual.



Deirdre had been busy with Tom and Kieran reviewing the equipment check when Jana arrived. When she turned around and saw Jana she walked over and pecked her on the cheek as she took Jana’s hands in hers and gave them a big squeeze.



“So how do you like being the old you?”



“All in all, I much prefer the new me to tell you the truth. I suppose I should thank you. I never would have had the courage to change my life myself. So thank you,” said Jana.



“Well thank you, but we still have a long way to go, so let’s see if you are as thankful in a couple of days. You know how demanding I can be.” Deirdre said smiling.



“We’re ready on the set,” shouted Kieran. “Who’s walking Jana through the setup?”



“I’ll take care of it,” said Deirdre, “you don’t need me in here getting in your way anyway.”



Deirdre took Jana, or Jane for the moment, by the hand and walked her through the double curtain and on to the set. Although it was dark inside, fire red lights swirled and bounced off the tent walls and ceiling. The walls were lined with what looked like crackling flames that were really just a lustrous material being driven by fans below them. Overhead was a crystal ball that cast the reflected light from the pin lights that were pointing at it from around the room.



In the center of the set was an elevated area that looked like it was made from volcanic rock with a lava-like liquid flowing into the pool at the base that circled the podium. The pool of liquid was lit from below and as it bubbled, it looked like a pool of molten lava. A white stone staircase extended out past the pool of lava and connected with the platform on top. At the center of the platform was a large stone table mounted on two slabs made of the same material. It kind of looked like the altar at her husband’s church, Jana thought. In the center of the table was an ornately jeweled box.



Deirdre lingered awhile to let Jana take it all in. Finally, Deirdre leaned over and almost shouted it Jana’s ear to be heard over the pulsing drum beat that repeated itself over and over. “So what do you think?” Deirdre asked.



“This is really impressive. All of this to just introduce a product?” Jana asked.



“It is not just a single product. This new product can take many forms and be promoted over various media. And the tie-ins and spinoffs are endless, as Kieran told you. That is why it is such a big deal and that is why you are so important to our effort, because you are the one who is going to have to sell it,” said Deirdre.



“In this outfit?” questioned Jana.



“Well not for long. The script calls for you to go through a kind of metamorphosis,” said Deirdre.

Deirdre took Jana’s hand again and led her to the far corner of the tent opposite the stairway. As she moved forward Jana could see the silhouettes of large men lining either side of the stairway. When they got closer to the back wall they walked around the first two of the men who were at the front of the line. The men seemed to be standing on either side of a pathway made out of some sort of luminescent material. Occasionally one of the moving lights would catch it and it was reflected on the men who lined it.



“Are we ready to go?” came Kieran’s voice over the speaker. Deirdre looked up at the camera that had been tracking them overhead and gave a thumbs up.



They were now standing at the end of the two lines of men and they were suddenly awash in bright light from an overhead flood light. They were facing the wall, so the first thing that came into focus was what looked like the front of a white church with two large doors and a steeple on top. In front of the church was what looked like an apple tree with some real apples attached. Jana was startled when she looked into the tree and saw a large black snake slithering around. Jane stepped backward and Deirdre laughed. “Don’t worry, it isn’t poisonous. He is actually someone’s pet,” said Deirdre.



Deirdre grabbed Jana’s arm again and led her to the door. “Your first mark is on the other side.” Deirdre opened the door and escorted Jane through it.



When they were on the opposite side of the door Deirdre started to explain how the event was to be choreographed. Jana was to open the door and look apprehensively outside, as though she was wary of going out there. She was then supposed to spot the apples on the tree. A pin light would assist in making the point.



Jana was then supposed to walk outside and move apprehensively toward the brightly lit apple. When she gets to the tree she is to pull the apple and take a bite. She is then supposed to swoon, rocking back and forth on her feet. Then she is to feel her forehead, checking to see if she has a fever and close her eyes as she does so. When she reopens her eyes she finds herself drawn to the snake and is supposed to affectionately stroke it repeatedly.



“I know that is a lot. Do you think you can remember to do all that?” asked Deirdre.



“I think so,” said Jana, wanting to please Deirdre, but she was filled with dread having to touch the snake.



“OK, let’s give that much a try,” said Deirdre with encouragement, signaling Kieran in the overhead camera.



It only took Jana two tries to get the first part down pat. The first time through, Jana flinched as she touched the snake.



Deirdre began again, “Next you are to look up and see the two lines of men and then focus on the altar at the top of the podium. This part is pretty straightforward, since most of it is repetitive. Walk over to the middle of the path. Take two or three hesitant steps as though you are drawn to the altar. As you step backward, back into the first man on your right and spin around to face him. When you are facing him look down and gaze at his penis intently. After a few seconds reach out and touch it with both hands. Run your hands up and down it as though you are worshiping it. Then turn your head and look over to the next man and glide over to him slowly as though you are entranced. Fondle his penis too.



At this point it is just repetitive. Do the same thing all the way to the end of the line and then turn around and do the same thing back the other way. When you get to the last man turn and walk back down the path toward the altar slowly as though you are drawn to it. When you get about half way there, hesitate and then turn, running back toward the church. Got that so far?”



“Yes,” said Jana, “I…I’ve never…” Jana’s voice trailed off.



“What is it? You better tell me now,” demanded Deirdre.



“I’ve never touched a black man or even talked to one much less touched their penis!” said Jana with concern.



“Jana! A cock is a cock. Get over it. Can we move on?” said Deirdre with some frustration.



“Yes,” was Jana’s compliant response.



“Good! As you start running the men are going to close around you and block your path back to the church. As they do they will swarm over you, completely covering you,” said Deirdre. “Now this is important when they are hovering over you that is when two of the men will quickly tear away your dress and remove your glasses and wig. You need to lift yourself up so they can pull the dress away from you.”



Deirdre continued, “When that is done they are going to lift you in the air high above their heads and slowly pass you forward to the front of the line and they march in a procession toward the altar.”



Deirdre stopped for a moment before continuing. “It is really important that you squirm and behave as though you are trying to get away. You should be screaming with alarm at this point. The more distressed that you behave the better.”



Finally, Deirdre concluded, “Once at the altar they will lay you on it and one of the men will offer you the jeweled box. The box will have the new product inside. Open it and look at it. Hand the box back to the man who gave it to you and lay back on the altar. The box will be handed from man to man around the table and then they will raise the new product above the table and sample it one by one. Is that clear?”



“Yes,” replied Jana.



“Good, then let’s do a run through and if all goes well we can finish early tonight. Good job so far,” enthused Deirdre.



Deirdre gave a thumbs up into the camera overhead and Kieran shouted, “take it from the top,” over the intercom.



Jana returned to inside the church and prepared to begin. Jana took a deep breath and opened the door. She was less apprehensive about the snake this time so she stroked it and fondled it a bit more. It seemed to like her and started to climb up her arm and flick her breast with its tongue before she got it back in the tree.



As Jana stepped forward to begin the next part she didn’t have to feign apprehension. As she reached the edge of the path she hit her mark a few steps in. As she backed into the first man and turned to face him he dropped his robe to the floor. Jana’s eyes got wide as she looked at the enormous cock in front of her.



Not only was it wider than Tom’s it was longer to, much longer. Jana reached out and held it in both her hands as she had been instructed and trembled when she realized that it wasn’t even its full size yet. Jana looked up into the man’s face and he was leering at her.



Jana moved on to the next man and then the next. It almost seemed like the cocks got bigger and bigger as she went on. She couldn’t wait to have this over. When Jana got near the end of the routine she was actually hoping that she might outrun them and actually make it back to the church.



No such luck. Within steps after turning around the men descended on her like a swarm of bees. Before she knew it her clothes, wig and glasses had been peeled away but not before several sets of hands had explored every inch of her body as well as her pussy and ass.



As she was raised in the air high above their heads she was squirming for real as they groped and squeezed her all over. As they passed her forward to the front of the line, at each exchange, a new finger found its way into her pussy or ass. Jane didn’t have to feign distress as the men groped and prodded her repeatedly.



Once at the alter Jana was relieved to by placed on the cold stone slab. They finished the box exchange and the men raised the small empty box inside, which doubled for the product, into the air.



“OK, that’s a wrap ladies and gentlemen. Thank you and have a good evening, said Kieran over the intercom. “The product team will be meeting in the conference room in half an hour.”





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Back in the conference room Deirdre ran the meeting. “OK, any criticisms, suggestions?



As they went around the table everyone had something to critique, but the major concerns were that Jana needed to slow down when she was doing her cock tugging and that the lights needed to track her movements better. There had been some technical problems with the overhead cameras, but that would be resolved the following day. They also decided that Jana would look more exotic and eat more camera with the application of some body glitter. Other than that, they were good to go.



As the meeting ended Jana headed straight to her room. No sooner had she crawled into bed than Deirdre arrives.



“Here, I brought you a cup of herb tea. It should help you sleep. You have had a long day today and I know the run through was difficult for you. You toughed it out and came through like a real trooper. I just wanted you to know that the entire team was impressed with your performance,” said Deirdre.



“Thanks. I’m sorry I act like such a prudish ninny sometimes,” said Jana earnestly. Deirdre stroked Jana’s hair and cheek as she said, “Don’t give it a second thought. That is what makes you so special and what we found attractive about you in the first place. We hope you never lose that quality. Now drink your tea and get some sleep. By the way, we’ll be having a little get together at around noon tomorrow for the team, so get your sun in early. I’ll fill you in tomorrow morning,” said Deirdre as she left.



Jana propped herself up with a pillow and drank her tea, then slipped down into bed and quickly fell fast asleep.



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“Is that the same stuff we gave her the first day?” asked George from the other side of the mirror.



“Yeah, it can be taken orally too,” said Kieran. “Give her about an hour for it to take full effect and we can get started.”



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Jana was already thrashing around in bed dreaming about all the huge black cocks she had handled that day. In her dreams she was imagining them thrust in her mouth and ass and pussy and rammed between her new tits with cum spurting out all over her face and neck and chest.



Jana was completely lost in her lustful dreams as the soft red lights came on overhead and washed the room in light. Mist sprayed from nozzles mounted in the ceiling making the room look like it was filled with smoke or fog creating an almost dream like mood. Jana continued to thrash around in the bed still lost in her own dream world.



The reality was, that for the rest of the night the crew would be taking their turns with Jana and also taking care of their own pent up needs while still depriving Jana of any release. For the next several hours the crew took turns gently fucking Jana’s mouth, pussy and ass and tit fucking her as well.



With each session the crew members were able to get her close but never all the way to climax. They were through just as the sun was about to come up and then quickly held Jana up as Sophie cleaned her and then changed the bedding before they put her back into bed.



It was almost nine before Jana woke up. She usually didn’t sleep in that late. When she got to the kitchen the only person there was Deirdre.



“Where is everyone?” asked Jana.



“I’m letting them sleep in this morning. They all had a very long day yesterday. They were busy long after you went to bed last night,” said Deirdre. “How did you sleep last night?”



“I have been having some really lurid and strange dreams lately and it is always about one of you having your way with me. Now the black guys are joining my dream party too. But the most frustrating thing is, I can’t get off even in my dreams anymore,” complained Jana.



Jana reached out and took Deirdre’s hand. “When are you going to…” Jana said as she paused for a moment to summon up the courage, “When are you going to let me cum…Master?”



Jana’s eyes were pleading as Deirdre looked into them. “Soon kitten, be patient,” said Deirdre stroking Jana’s hair and cheek.



Deirdre broke the mood by getting up and getting herself another cup of coffee and refilling Jana’s cup.



“After you have breakfast, go get your sun. Remember, we’re having a staff get together later. It isn’t something you’ll want to miss. Fun will be had by one and all!” said Deirdre with a laugh. Deirdre put down her cup in the sink and crossed the room.



As Deirdre walked toward the door to leave she turned to Jana and said, “By the way, after you went to bed last night we reviewed the video and we decided there needed to be a few more tweaks to the script. We can discuss them this afternoon or this evening after the get together.” With that Deirdre closed the door behind her.



After breakfast Jana showered and got ready to go to the pool. Without thinking, she put on a robe before she headed out the door. As she strolled down the hallway she realized that this was the first time she hadn’t just gone there naked. She must still be uneasy about what happened there yesterday, she concluded.



As she walked outside and made the turn to the pool deck she stopped dead in her tracks. Ten of the black extras were lounging by the pool naked. Jana turned to go back inside as two more of the extras arrived, walking up behind her.



“You weren’t going to leave were you?” said the taller of the two men. He must have been seven feet tall. “You might hurt our feelings and make us think you don’t like black people or something,” said the giant as he leered at her through menacing eyes. Jana recognized him now. He was the very last of the men whose cocks she had fondled the previous afternoon. Jana remembered they he had the biggest cock of them all. Bigger than anything she could have imagined.



“No, no, I just remembered I left my suntan oil in my bedroom and…”



The giant cut her off in mid-sentence, “You don’t need to worry about that precious. We got plenty of suntan lotion and look how good our tans are.”



She could hear the other men laughing. They had gotten up and were crowded just behind her now.



“You know little lady…Jana isn’t it?” continued the giant, who appeared to be the group’s leader, “I don’t want to be critical, but I can give myself a better hand job than you gave us yesterday. You need to work on your technique. Let me give you a tip, unless you got throat yogurt all over your face at the end, you didn’t finish the job. Can you dig?”



Jana stood there frozen. She didn’t know what to do.



“My friends and I have decided that we are going to help you out and we won’t even charge you for the lesson.”



With that Jana could feel the men pulling away her robe and letting it fall to the pool deck. Their hands were all over her again, groping every inch of her body. Before she knew it, they had lifted her in the air and six of them were holding her belly-down by her tits and legs and ankles. Two others were holding her wrists pulling them forward on either side of her head. The giant was directly in front of her now.



“Grab onto this baby and let’s see if you can do a better job today. Remember, a job unfinished is a job undone,” he said as he squeezed lubricant on to her trembling hands.



For the next hour the men took turns, each of them depositing their ample loads of cum in Jana’s face. When it got to be the turn of the men who were holding her, they put her down on the pool deck and pushed her to her knees and crowded around her as she brought two of them off at a time, one in each hand.



As they moved away from her the leader picker her up like a rag doll and walked toward the pool. Jana couldn’t tell where he was going because the massive loads of cum continued to sting her eyes.



“I hope you found that instructional little lady. Who knows maybe someday you may even acquire a taste for dark meat.”



With that he tossed her in the deep end of the pool. By the time she struggled to the surface choking, they were already gone.



Jana got out of the pool and dried herself, trying to compose herself at the same time. She walked over and laid back on one of the chaises, on the now empty pool deck, shaken by the experience. She had better stay and get her sun, she thought. That is what Deirdre had told her to do.



Jana stayed at the pool for another hour. No one disturbed her, so she continued to enjoy the sun. She finally got up and went in to shower and grab some quick lunch. She spent a long time in the shower under the warm water, washing her hair twice to get rid of all the residual cum.



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When Jana opened the door to the kitchen, the only person there was Sophie, who was finishing some yogurt.



“Come over and sit next to me,” said Sophie, “can I get you something? Would you like some yogurt?”



“No thanks, anything but yogurt. Is there any fresh fruit? said Jana.



“I think so. How about a banana?”



“No bananas, thank you,” said Jana.



“OK, then how about some strawberries or grapes?” said Sophie.



“Grapes would be great. Thank you,” said Jana.



Sophie put the bowl of grapes on the table in front of Jana as she poured her a cup of coffee, then sat down next to her.



“How are you doing today? Did you enjoy the pool? asked Sophie.



“It was fine, just fine,” replied Jana.



“Practice your backstroke?” asked Sophie.



Jana turned and looked directly at her. Sophie was smiling broadly.



“You know what happened, don’t you?” said Jana with some irritation.



“Yes. I ran into the guys when there were on their way back to the bunk house. They bragged to me about what happened. They even offered to school me too, but I told them I had a hall pass, since I was on my way to meet with Deirdre,” said Sophie.



“What were you meeting with Deirdre about?” asked Jana.



“I didn’t have a meeting with Deirdre silly, but that was a guaranteed get out of jail card,” said Sophie smiling.



“I guess so,” said Jana finally smiling.



“Look on the bright side, it’s always good to learn something new or improve on skills you already have,” said Sophie as she reached over and tickled Jana’s side.



“I guess so,” said Jana, mildly laughing now.



“Well, off to get ready for the get together. Got to brush off my birthday suit,” said Sophie smiling.



“Huh? said Jana.



“Yeah,” said Sophie “this is one of those very clothing optional types of parties. Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky. If Deirdre is in a good enough mood anything could happen. Maybe today is your day.” Sophie tickled Jana again as she got up to leave.”



“What time do I need to be there and where is this party room? Deirdre never told me,” asked Jana.



“It starts in thirty minutes and don’t worry, I’ll come and get you at your room. Remember, we’re going dressed as twin!” was Sophie’s parting comment as she closed the kitchen door behind her.



Jana was feeling better now. Sophie always seemed to have that effect on her. Jana finished her grapes and returned to her room to brush off her own birthday suit. She had no idea what to expect, but with this crowd it could be anything.





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Jana was in much better spirits when Sophie came to escort her to the party.



“This is our first official date,” said Sophie brightly. “And we’re dressed as twins…well sort of, your suit has been altered a little better than mine.”



“Nonsense, you’re beautiful. And what’s more important, you’re beautiful on the inside too,” said Jana as she stepped forward and kissed Sophie with affection.



Hand in hand, they were off to see the wizard thought Jana, hoping that is wasn’t the wizard of too odd.



The party room was about halfway down the hallway that led to the medical rooms and on the right side of the hallway. As they stood in front of the door, Sophie knocked. The door opened slightly and Deirdre extended her hand out the door, handing a large red silk scarf to Sophie.



“Oh!” said Sophie smiling. “I guess its pin the tail on the donkey this time.”



“Pin the tail on the donkey?” asked Jana.



“Yeah, no, well not exactly, it’s actually more like pin the donkey on the tail,” giggled Sophie as she whirled the scarf into a blindfold and tied it over Jana’s eyes.

“You’re it,” giggled Sophie.



Sophie opened the door and guided Jana inside. Jana could hear soft music playing. It sounded very romantic. Suddenly Jana felt hands caressing her body everywhere and as they did she noticed that they were massaging her with a musky scented oil.



Jana’s body tensed suddenly as she remembered her ordeal on the airplane. Someone was licking her ear and sticking their tongue in it. “Relax kitten, it’s not that kind of party. This is all about pleasure.” It was Deirdre’s voice, who had recognized Jana’s sudden rigidity, as she continued to suck and nibble on Jana’s earlobes, occasionally sticking her tongue in Jana’s ear.



There were hands all over Jana, on her back, on her tits and legs and ass. Jana had never felt so aroused and relaxed at the same time. Jana could pick out Sophie and Todd’s hands. She was intimately familiar with them now. It was Todd kneading her back and neck and Sophie massaging her ass and inner thighs from the front. Occasionally Sophie would softly kiss her pussy, but never lingered there for too long.



Someone, or more precisely, someones were now licking and sucking her breasts and nipples, softly kneading them with a massaging motion. Jana was moaning in pleasure now.



“Oh God, that feels so good. Yes. Yes. Oh God, please don’t stop,” begged Jana. She was getting hot now and Deirdre could tell that she was filled with lust. Deirdre reached over and retrieved a large black vibrator from the drawer in the night stand and lubricated it, pouring a little more of the lubricant on her fingers.



Deirdre knelt behind Jana and stroked the cheeks of Jana’s ass with her lubricated fingers, eventually inserting one, then two, then three into the cavity as Jana rocked in pleasure. When Deirdre saw that Jana was stretched properly, she gently inserted the vibrator in Jana’s asshole, ever so gradually working it in until it filled Jana’s ass. Deirdre continued to move it in and out as Jana rocked her ass to meet it.



Jana’s moaning was louder now and she could barely talk. What words you could make out were not those of a preacher’s wife. “Fuck me, suck me, lick my tits, do me, don’t stop, oh fuck, please don’t stop.”



She was almost there, Deirdre thought, as she turned the vibrator full on with the next stroke up Jana’s ass. As Deirdre continue to work the now vibrating rod in and out of Jana’s ass she was squealing in joy. “Oh yes, yes, oh fuck my ass, fuck my ass hard, fuck my whore ass, I’m your slut, use me, fuck me, suck me, make me your slave, please don’t stop, I need more, more…” Jana words trailed off and became incoherent. She was only grunting and squealing now. She was lost to her animal desires.



Deirdre decided that Jana had had enough. Jana was way too close. As Deirdre removed the vibrator from Jana’s ass she signaled everyone that it was a wrap, at least for this portion of the pleasure torture. As everyone stepped back, Todd lifted Jana in his arms and carried her to the center of the circular bed, laying her on the bright scarlet colored satin sheet. Someone was straddling her moving her arms to her sides.



Jana knew it had to be either Sophie or Deirdre because there were no cock or balls pressing against her chest. The mystery was quickly solved when their firm breasts pressed together and Deirdre’s unstudded tongue disappeared into Jana’s mouth. Deirdre continued to kiss Jana passionately for some time before she moved her tongue to Jana’s ear. After nibbling and licking Jana’s ear a few times, Deirdre kissed her ear and softly whispered, “don’t move an inch, just lay here quietly and watch.”



The bed began to move beneath Jana and she realized it was a water bed. As the others joined she and Deirdre on the bed Deirdre removed her blindfold. For the first time Jana could see the room. It was circular, just like the bed with floor to ceiling mirrors all the way around and the ceiling was one large mirror as well.



On chrome racks throughout the room were candles of every size and color which provided the only light. The only thing they had it common was the musky scent they lent to the air. Incense was also burning in a large copper plate on the night stand.



Deirdre was standing now. She walked over to the nightstand and dropped the scarf. As she did, she reached up and flipped the switch on the mirrored wall above it. As she did, the circular bed began to rotate slowly as Deirdre returned and knelt to Jana’s right, facing her. The Chippendale twins, Todd and Paul, were in front of her and behind her. Deirdre smiled down at Jana and said “let us perform for you.”



With that she began to make love to Todd’s cock, licking it from one end of the shaft to the other and occasionally stroking is and rubbing the palm of her hand over the swollen orb. Paul had turned his full attention to Deirdre’s other end, alternately licking and sucking her pussy and assaulting her ass as she rocked it to meet his probing tongue.



Jana continued to lie perfectly still as Deirdre had instructed. As she looked in the overhead mirror she could see Deirdre taking Todd’s cock down her throat and Paul spreading Deirdre’s cheeks with his large hands as his tongue disappearing deeper into Deirdre’s ass.



On Jana’s other side Sophie was facing her now. Tom had his massive cock half way in her pussy now and Sophie had her eyes closed tight as she concentrated on taking the monster up her stretched hole. Kieran was lying on the bed beneath Sophie with his cock planted between her massive breasts as he pushed them together, rocking his hips back and forth as he tit fucked her.



Jana lay back in the bed taking in the wild erotic scene, thoroughly aroused, but with no way to find release. Jana was on fire and getting hotter by the moment. She wanted to reach out and grab a breast or a cock, but she knew she dare not move.



Suddenly both Kieran and Tom stood. Tom replaced Kieran on the bed and Sophie moved to straddle him. Sophie grabbed his glistening cock and guided it back into her gaping hole. Kieran moved behind Sophie and applied some lubricant to her asshole, sticking one and then two fingers into the orifice before he gradually slid his cock in until it disappeared up Sophie’s ass. Sophie was quivering now. Her eyes were closed again and she was grunting and gurgling and screeching as the two men seesawed on her gaping holes.



Jana watched wide eyed as Tom and Kieran assaulted Sophie’s ass and pussy. She had been watching the action so intently that she didn’t notice that the Chippendale boys had switched positions as well and Todd had slipped underneath Deirdre and his cock was now disappearing into her waiting pussy. Paul was kneeling behind Deirdre rubbing his cock with lubricant.



Deirdre shifted positions slightly and sucked Jana’s right tit into her mouth, just as Paul began to slowly drive his cock deep into Deirdre’s ass. As he did so, Deirdre’s screams were muffled by Jana’s breast which Deirdre had sucked into her mouth. Deirdre’s eyes were open wide and fixed on Jana as Paul buried his stiff cock into the hilt.



As Paul and Todd synchronized their rhythm Deirdre continued to suck on Jana’s breast grunting and squealing in what was pain or passion. Jana wasn’t sure which. Jana could feel her left nipple between Sophie’s lips now as she sucked and licked it. She too was grunting and squealing as Tom and Kieran jack hammered her hard.



Tom and Kieran were picking up their pace and Sophie too, was looking into Jana’s face wide eyed. Both Sophie and Deirdre reached out and grabbed one of Jana’s hands, squeezing them tightly as the men’s pace became frantic. The women released Jana’s tits at almost the same time as each of them let out a load scream as the men pounded their holes as hard as they could. As their flesh slapped together it sounded like the cracks of the riding crop on Jana’s ass when they were on the plane, she thought.



The two women continued to squeeze Jana’s hands tighter and tighter as their assed began to buck wildly as they approached orgasm. As they did, the men were about to cum themselves and finally pulled out as Sophie and Deirdre rolled over on their sides to face Jana, snuggling up to her and resting their heads on each of Jana’s shoulders both of them lost in the afterglow of an intense orgasm.



The men were kneeling above them on either side now and wildly pumping their cocks to completion, spraying their cum all over Jana’s face, neck, tits, chest and belly. Jana’s eyes were shut now as she felt the warm cum dribbling into them. Her head was spinning now, and her skin was on fire.



Jana could feel the men’s hands on her next, rubbing cum into her flesh. Deirdre and Sophie joined them, licking cum from her forehead and eyes, from her cheeks and mouth, sucking the cum from her nose and earlobes. Gradually they moved on to her neck and then her chest, licking her breasts and nipples clean as well as her stomach, all the way down to the hairline on her flaming red pussy.



Sophie rolled over on to Jana and stuck her tongue into Jana’s bell button rimming it and occasionally driving her tongue in as deep as she could go, sometimes sucking on it as well, kneading the sides of Jana’s ass the whole time. Deirdre had shimmied up the bed and was now kissing Jana passionately as she knelt on all fours straddling Jana’s chest allowing her breasts to flop into Jana’s as they let their tongues explore one another’s mouth and throat.



A fire was raging inside Jana now, hot as burning embers. As Sophie snuggled into Jana’s breasts, Deirdre moved to rest Jana’s head between her own breasts, slowly stroking Jana’s hair and cheek. As Jana lay there looking up into the overhead mirror she could see that they were alone now. The men had disappeared unnoticed. Jana was wound up tighter than a watch spring, craving release.



Jana looked up into Deirdre’s eyes longingly. She was hesitant to speak and break the spell. She summoned her courage and spoke, “Master, may I…” as Deirdre lightly pressed her index finger to Jana’s lips.



“Soon, very soon, very, very soon kitten,” was Deirdre’s only response as she kissed Jana’s forehead. The three women slept together in each other’s arms for several hours.



Sleeping fitfully because of her unfulfilled needs, Jana would occasionally awaken and look in the mirror overhead as the bed rotated slowly. Looking at Deirdre and Sophie’s bodies entwined with her, she was so close and yet so far from what she desperately needed. Fatigued and frustrated, Jana finally drifted off into a deep sleep.



———–



Deirdre tapped Sophie on the arm to wake her as she stood above her. Sophie slowly unwrapped herself from Jana body and carefully got off the bed. They quietly padded to the door and slowly closed it behind them.



Once they were outside Deirdre turned to Sophie and said, “Let’s let her sleep as long as we can. They can monitor her from the tent on the closed-circuit. They will call you if she begins to stir.”



It was six now and they had a four hour window to work with. Both women showered and went about their last minute preparations. Deirdre headed to the tent and Sophie took her makeup case and other stuff over to Jana’s room so she would be ready.



Next Sophie headed to the medical suite to get the drug cocktail Dr. Contreras had prepared for Jana later that evening. Sophie wanted to make sure she knew how much to use and to make sure it wouldn’t leave too much of a telltale taste in the coffee, in which she planned to give it to Jana. The nurse was readying one of the beds for Jana and looked up as Sophie finished talking to Dr. Contreras.



———-



As Deirdre opened the flap to the tent she could hear the buzz from the hive of activity inside. The church set had been struck and its replacement was now hanging high overhead. Black pipe and drape now hung blocking the view of the rest of the set. As Deirdre moved around the corner of the curtains, she could see that the rest of the set had remained almost the same. The only new addition was the tall wooden arch atop a low riser with a stone facade just beyond the blackout curtains.



As Deirdre proceeded across the set she passed the extras as they were getting into costume and having their full body makeup applied. That would take at least another two hours, Deirdre concluded. As Deirdre opened the flap to the control room everyone else was inside, including Richard.



“How are we doing” asked Deirdre. “Are we on schedule?”



“Everything is fine from our end. How is our girl?” said Tom.



“Sleeping like a baby, I figured we would wake her at the last possible moment. If she wakes any earlier, Sophie is there to keep her occupied. Just give Sophie a call if you see her stirring on the monitors,” replied Deirdre. “The more rested she is now, the better. It is going to be a long haul.”



“Are you sure she will go through with this?” asked Kieran.



“Absolutely,” replied Deirdre. “She is so amped up sexually right now, once her motor is running and she starts cuming she’ll be having orgasms for an hour. Beside, as far as she knows for now, it will be just she and I coming over to do a last minute run through of the changes that have been made to the set. The last minute element of surprise will work to our advantage.”



Deirdre continued, “You’ll need to stay quiet and keep the lights down except for the pin lights behind the blackout curtain when I bring her over. By the time she figures out this is the real thing it will be too late. Make sure the contraption is on the floor with the door open.”



“Yeah, I suppose you are right. It’s not like she will be able to run away,” said Kieran.



“Who is giving her the stimulant?” ask Tom.



“Sophie will take care of that when she is getting her in makeup,” replied Deirdre. “Doc says it will keep her going for 24 hours.”



“How fortuitous,” interjected George from behind the control panel sarcastically.



“Who’s got the dingus?” asked Richard.



“I do,” replied Kieran.



“Are you sure you want to use that?” Richard asked Deirdre seriously. “It looks like we are home free already.”



“Yeah, but that should really do the trick. That is the one thing that will stoke her emotions and resign her to her fate, I’m sure of it. But let’s make sure the cameras are on her from every angle when she opens the jewel box, especially close ups of her face. We want reaction shots, and there should be plenty of them. Once she sees the product, I have no doubt that she will start selling it right away to the audience.” Deirdre replied, raising her eyebrow.



“Do you want to queue up the music before or after the light come up,” asked Kieran.



“Let’s start the drums before the lights come up. At that point, she’ll still think we are alone and it will elevate her level of anxiety. As a matter of fact, queue the music as you start to raise the cage in the dark. We’ll want to catch her anxiety and fear immediately as the lights come up on camera and she will have had a couple of minutes to wonder what is going on. That will set the tone,” said Deirdre.



Deirdre continued, “Here is the deal, I’m heading back over in a few minutes to collect myself and figure out just exactly what I am going to tell Jana on the way over. Once you see that I have her in the cage and I have the door closed, I’ll give you the high sign. Kill the pin lights and lift the cage back up as high as it can go, starting the music at the same time and wait about 10 seconds before you gradually bring the lights up.”



As she walked toward the door flap, Deirdre turned one last time, “By the way, how are our friendly little phallic symbols?”



“We tested them out on Sophie this morning. They are the most well trained and most obedient little phallic symbols I have ever seen. Shouldn’t be a problem,” said Tom.



“OK then, I’m out of here. Break a leg everyone!” and Deirdre was gone.





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Back at the house Deirdre checked in on Jana and she was still sound asleep. It was almost 8 p.m. now, so there were just two hours to go. Deirdre wanted to check in with Sophie one last time before she had her wake Jana.



Sophie wasn’t in her room, so Deirdre decided to try the kitchen and sure enough Sophie was there, brewing some fresh coffee. “Oh hi,” said Sophie as Deirdre walked in.



“Are we all set to go?” asked Deirdre as she walked toward Sophie. “Is that coffee safe to drink?”



“Yeah, I haven’t prepared Jana’s Juiced Java yet,” said Sophie.



“That was certainly alliterative, I would expect no less from an English major,” said Deirdre smiling.



“Do we have time to sit down and have a cup?” asked Sophie.



“Yes, but just a few minutes, said Deirdre, “You’ll need to wake Jana soon. When you wake her make sure you sound alarmed that the three of us overslept. Tell her that I said that she and I needed to do a quick run through over in the tent to go over the changes and that we needed to do it tonight, so we wouldn’t be getting in the way in the morning because of all the last minute activity. Got that?”



“Yeah,” answered Sophie.



“Did you get the right mix of body paint and glitter worked out?” asked Deirdre.



“Yes, I tried it out on myself this morning when I was playing guinea pig. Oh, and the animal handlers were right, honey seems to work best,” replied Sophie, “Really well, as a matter of fact!”



“Good, then it looks like we are set. Go get her up and get a little yogurt or something in her before you shower her and get her madeup,” said Deirdre.



“Probably not yogurt,” replied Sophie.



“Huh?” said Deirdre confused.



“Never mind, you would have had to be there,” concluded Sophie as she went to fetch Jana.



———-



“Jana, Jana, wake up,” said Sophie as she lightly shook Jana’s right bicep. “Come on sweetie, we’ve overslept. You need to get up.”



Jana stirred, still groggy. “What?”



“Come on, get up, we overslept. Deirdre too! She is getting ready, but she wants me to get some food in you, get you showered and made up in the new makeup, so the two of you can do a run through tonight. She needs to go over the script changes with you and we need to do it tonight because there is going to be too much going in the tent tomorrow morning to get it done, without getting in the way. So please sweetie, you need to get up.”



“Oh…OK. She wants to do it now?” said Jana still hazy from sleep.



“Yes sweetie, you need to get up now. Deirdre wants to get this done. She still has a lot of other things to get done tonight.”



As Jana rose sleepily, Sophie took her by the hand and led her down to the kitchen. Jana had some fruit and coffee.



“Come on sweetie, we need to get back to your room and get you in the shower. You go ahead and I’ll bring you another cup of coffee.”



“OK,” said Jana with a tired sigh as she padded back toward her room.



Sophie prepared Jana’s Juiced Java and followed behind her.



———-



It was 8:45 now and Sophie needed to hurry to style and dry Jana’s hair and apply her makeup and body paint. Jana had finished her coffee after she got out of the shower and dried herself, Sophie helping and hurrying her.



As Jana entered the bedroom she was surprised that her dress and wig weren’t on the bed.



“Where are the…” Jana started to say as Sophie cut in, anticipating the question.



“They scraped the whole Church and Garden of Eden thing. When they watched the video last night they thought it looked too much like Wizard of Oz meets Mandingo. The visuals just didn’t work,” said Sophie as she applied Jana’s makeup. “They are going a different route. Deirdre will fill you in on the run through,” concluded Sophie.



Jana looked down at her body as Sophie began to apply various colors and shades of body paint, layering glitter on top. “Please stand still sweetie, I want to make you beautiful for the camera,” said Sophie.

“Sorry,” said Jana as she quit squirming around. When she looked in the mirror, she had to admit it looked pretty wild and sexy, as Sophie finished her ass, legs and feet.



Sophie stood back to admire her work, just as Deirdre arrived. “My, don’t you look wicked,” said Deirdre admiringly as she walked through the door. “You’re an artist Sophie.”



“Thanks boss,” replied Sophie.



“Jana, let’s get going so we can get this done. I have to meet the rest of the team right after I am through with you,” said Deirdre with some urgency.



They walked over to the tent with Deirdre setting a quick pace. Jana was almost out of breath when she got there. Her heart was racing and she couldn’t believe how amped up she felt. Between than and the cold evening air on her naked body, Jana was shivering. I can’t drink coffee in the evening, she thought to herself.



As Deirdre opened the flap on the tent, Jana knew they were about where the church set had been the previous day. There was pipe and drape obscuring the view of the rest of the set. The tent was completely dark except for a single pin light that was shining on to a primitive looking cage that sat approximately where the inside of the church had been.



The cage was made of rough-hewn logs about eight inches in diameter and held together by course rope. It was not tall enough to stand up in without crouching. Deirdre led Jana to the front where a simple door was located. It was swung open on its leather hinges.



“As I think Sophie told you, we’re going with a slightly edgier concept. Instead of exiting a church you will start in this cage. The whole apple thing was scrapped as well. Once you come out of the cage you can pretty much follow the lead of the extras. They will guide you through it. Tom and Kieran ran them through the choreography several times this afternoon while you…we, were sleeping. We’ve simplified it a great deal and it seems to work much better. As I say, just follow the guys lead and we’ll still end up ‘at the altar’ so to speak, and that part of the script remains exactly the same. Got it?” asked Deirdre looking at her watch. It was almost 10 p.m.



“Yes. It actually does seem a lot simpler,” replied Jana.



“Good, now remember, when the time comes, stay in character. Your need to struggle and pretend you’re frightened to death, at least until you get to the altar. You need to writhe as though you feared for your life, a lot of heaving breasts and so on. The camera loves it. OK, now let’s have you try out the cage to get you used to it,” said Deirdre as she led Jana inside and maneuvered her to the center as she held her by the hips.



“It is hard standing up in here,” said Jana as Deirdre tied the door shut with a rope.



“Well, you won’t be in there for long anyway,” said Deirdre.



“I guess it’s OK” said Jana.



“Now, about the performance,” said Deirdre, “There is some good news and some bad news. Which would you like first?” Deirdre was smiling.



Thinking nothing of it, Jana said, “The good news first, I guess.”



“Well kitten, tonight and all day tomorrow you get to cum as many times as you want to, said Deirdre pausing. “The bad news is that the roll out is now.”



With that, Deirdre gave the control room the high sign and the pin light faded to darkness. Jana could hear the pipe and drape being pulled away in the darkness to the edge of the set. In the blackness Jana was calling out to Deirdre as the cage began to be lifted in the air, higher and higher.



“Deirdre, Deirdre, what’s going on. Please tell me. Deirdre, I’m scared. Oh God, I’m afraid of heights. Oh please, Deirdre answer me…” cried Jana vainly as the drumbeat filled the tent, drowning out her cries for help.



“Deirdre, Deirdre,” Jana was screaming at the top of her voice, “Pleassse let me down, let me down, oh please…”



As the lights slowly came up, Jana’s body began to glow. She could see her hands and arms illuminated in front of her as she frantically clung to one of the wooden bars for support. The inside of the tent was awash with black lights.



Jana was whimpering now and shaking as she could see how far off the ground she was. As she looked down she could see that the altar and the path were the same, although both had streaks of fluorescent paint that shined now. At the opposite end of the path there was a rough-hewn wooden arch on a stone platform with leather straps attached to each of the corner.



Beneath the center of the arch were two large wicker baskets, with two smaller ones at the base of the arch on either side. Just beyond the arch, on each side of the path were a couple of dozen mounds covered in black satin.



The cage began to descend back toward the ground and as it did fire bowls lit up throughout the interior of the tent, sending flames lashing into the air. As the lowering cage got closer to the ground Jana realized that she was descending into her own personal hell.



As the realization set in the black mounds began to move, slowly rising into the air as the cage got closer and closer to the ground. From beneath them appeared men, but not men really. Instead of skin, they had scales, like a snake and red fleshy horns that glowed on each side of their heads. Their faces were painted with fluorescent hues that made them look like grotesque monsters. And finally, and most frighteningly to Jana, their massive cocks were glowing red, like hot pokers.



Jana was frantic now, screaming at the top of her voice, “Oh please no, no not this, oh please anything but this…” as she remembered her ordeal on the plane. As the cage neared bottom Jana was screaming at the top of her lungs. Not words but screaming in absolute fear, screaming for her life, as loud and shrill as she could. Jana’s cries were blood curdling shrieks that could be heard over the deafening drum beat.



When the cage was finally on the ground, the men, devils really, began to slowly move toward Jana. As they did, they raised their heads for the first time. Jana could now see that their eyes were red and leering at her with a cruel lust that made Jana’s screams ever more blood curdling and frantic.



Jana was at the back of the cage now as the fiends untied the rope and threw the door open. Jana clung to the bars with both arms as the creatures tugged at her, groping her all the while. They were too strong for her, but Jana continued to try and clutch the wooden bars on the bottom of the cage, hard as she could in absolute desperation, as they dragged her out, leaving her in a heap of flesh near the base of the arch. Jana was in a fetal position now shaking like a leaf.



Suddenly someone grabbed her hair tightly and yanked her to her feet. Instinctively Jana tried to protect herself by covering her tits and pussy with her hands and arms. Other hands immediately reached out and pulled her arms away from her body, stretching them wide apart. Jana kept her eyes tightly shut, not wanting to meet the gaze of the man viciously yanking her hair.



There were more hands now and she was being lifted off the ground and as they did, they moved forward until her body was pressed hard against the man who suddenly released her hair. They raised her off the ground until she was face to face with the man she knew had to be the giant. Jana continued to keep her eyes closed tightly. The men had her pressed hard against him now. Jana could feel her hard tits pressed against his muscular chest.



Even as she was raised high in the air, his massive cock still pressed against her swelling pussy. The giant roughly grabbed Jana’s chin and brought her eye to eye. Eyes open now, Jana shuddered as he leered at her through his evil red eyes. “You’re lucky we have a script to follow, otherwise I would have them lowering that sweet little pussy of yours onto my cock right now.”



With that the giant made a hand motion and the men lifted Jana even higher in the air above their heads. They had formed a circle around the arch and passed Jana’s body all the way around several times. They were holding her face down, so that as they passed her feet first from man to man, they licked and groped every inch of her exposed body, licking and sucking on her tits and pussy as she went round and round.



On the final turn Jana was brought to an upright position facing the altar. There were men holding her arms and legs and someone had his huge hands clutching Jana’s ass, helping keep her high in the air. Jana was no longer screaming or fighting, it was almost as though she was no longer in her body, but was watching things unfold from a safe distance, several feet behind her.



The men were moving up the steps in front of the arch now and Jana could see the top of the arch directly above her head as they lifted her toward it. Many of the men were swarmed around her now and she could see and feel them tying leather straps to her wrists and ankles as they bound her spread eagle, tethered to the arch, suspended in midair.



Their job complete, the men receded from the platform and disappeared into the darkness as the lights dimmed and only Jana’s body remained washed in constantly changing colored lights. As Jana hung suspended in the air, her mind was racing. She struggled to find meaning and hope in what the giant had just said. They had really thrown a scare into her. I guess they got their money’s worth. All she had to endure now was whatever happened to her between here and the altar, and then it would be over. She could get through this, she resolved.



Suddenly the giant moved forward out of the darkness. As he did, he slowly ascended the stairs and came to a stop immediately in front of Jana. He reached up and ran his hand all over Jana’s tits and chest and down her sides. He circled both her legs with his hands and stroked her wet pussy briefly before he cupped her ass with both of his massive hands, drawing her body forward as his huge tongue lapped at her pussy a couple of times.



Although she was struggling to avoid his touches her body betrayed her and she thrust her pussy into his waiting tongue, but as she did he stepped back and looked up directly into her eyes with an evil red glare. The giant moved forward now and opened a small pot between the large baskets and dipped his hands into it, replacing the top before he rose toward Jana. He now reached up and smeared the sticky substance on both of Jana’s breasts and smeared it thoroughly over her pussy and ass, making sure he got gobs of it up her pussy and ass holes. Jana was frightened now. She was breathing hard and had no idea what to expect next. Were the men going to suddenly return and maul her as she hung there helplessly?



The answer was soon forthcoming. The giant moved to the smaller basket on the right and opened the lid. He slowly withdrew a long black snake like the one from the apple tree. He held it high over his head, directly in front of Jana’s face so she could get a good look at it and then moved closer and closer to Jana. As the snake slithered in his hands he thrust it out toward Jana’s right breast.



She was writhing now in the leather restraints trying to avoid the snake’s head that was being thrust toward her breast. The giant guided the snake’s head over her breast and rubbed it into her soft breast and nipple. The snake began to dart its tongue at the sticky substance, flicking its long tongue at Jana’s tender nipple. Jana was breathing hard and her chest was heaving ferociously. Jana was shaking in fear again as the giant draped the snake over her right shoulder. Slithering around her arm and neck, but eventually coiling itself partially around her left breast as it fed off the sticky substance.



The giant moved to the small basket on the left and retrieved another, slightly larger snake and repeated the process. Jane was shaking uncontrollably now as the snakes were coiled around both her breasts, slowly licking away the stickiness from her breasts and nipples.



As the giant moved now to the larger baskets, Jana was filled with both dread and a heightened sense of anxiety. The giant retrieved not one, but two more snakes, each twice as large as the first two. The giant brought both snakes up close to Jana’s face caressing each side of her face with the snakes’ massive heads as they peered at her through their dead eyes. The snakes tongues darted out and licked the sweat that was pouring from her forehead, darting their exploring tongues into her noise and ears and mouth as she continued to scream at the top of her lungs.



The giant now moved out of sight, behind Jana and she could feel one of the serpent’s tongues lashing into her ass as her cheeks quivered with each thrust of its darting tongue. Placing the rest of the serpent’s body on her right thigh, it coiled around her leg and continued to lap at the stickiness gradually working its tongue farther into Jana’s asshole. Hard as she tried and as repellant as it was Jana’s body was betraying her as she was becoming more and more aroused.



Next the giant moved back to Jana’s front and he held the largest of the snakes back in Jana’s face holding it directly in front of her mouth as its tongue darted repeatedly to the back of her mouth and then lowered it to the small patch of red hair between her legs. As the snake flicked its tongue across her moist clit an electric jolt shot through Jana’s body. Jana’s eyes were glazed over now and with each flick of the massive serpents tongue, Jana’s pussy thrust out to meet it.



The snake was now coiled solidly around her left leg and was greedily licking at Jana’s honey-sweetened pussy. Jana’s hips were rocking furiously now as the serpent drove its tongue into her dripping wet hole and then back across her clit. The harder she bucked the tighter the serpents coiled around her legs and tits, heightening Jana’s pleasure and anxiety as the serpents flicked at her tender nipples and squeezed her tits, all the while she felt the larger snakes thrusting their long tongues up her ass and pussy.



The tension of the last week of frustration and denial came to a boil and Jana finally erupted into one orgasm after another. Her body shook and rocked and writhed as she swung back and forth on her leather tether. Head flung back, Jana was screaming like a wild beast as the orgasms cascaded over her one after another. The giant had receded back into the darkness and Jana was now alone except for the serpents coiled around her writhing body, driving her toward oblivion. Jana’s orgasms continued to come in waves. The serpents’ tongues were relentless.



As Jana hung free on her leather restraints her hips continued to rock back and forth to the rhythm of the serpents tongues. The light was narrower now and exclusively focused on Jana’s heaving chest and quivering body as she shuddered with each orgasm.



The cameras overhead were capturing Jana’s every movement, as they had from the beginning of the ordeal. The other cameramen had moved in close now and were capturing close ups of Jana’s tit’s and pussy, revealing the wetness from her swollen pussy as her juices freely flowing down each of her legs and every flick of the serpents’ tongues on her engorged and sensitive nipples.



One of the overhead cameras was focused on Jana’s face. Her head was tilted back as though it were hanging loose from her body, her eyes wide open and rolled to the back of her head, her nostrils were flaring as she breathed, desperately trying to keep up with the latest orgasm to sweep across her body. Jana’s mouth was wide open and you could see from the contortions of her face muscles that she was screaming, but they went unheard, drowned out by the burgeoning drum beat.



The cameras continued to follow her every contorted movement, every breath, every thrust of her hips and jiggle of her breasts as the snakes remained firmly wrapped around them causing the front of her breasts to bulge out like balloons toward the onslaught of their tongues. Minutes, what seemed like hours, passed as Jana’s body continued to explode from the inside until a sense of almost numbness overwhelmed her body.



Jana’s facial muscles slowly relaxed and the only movement was the flaring of her nostrils as she breathed more slowly now. Jana’s body was now motionless except for her shallow breathing, hanging limply from the leather restraints over her head. The restraints at her ankles were loose now, having been stretched by her convulsing body. The serpents continued to feed hungrily on her engorged pussy and ass.





The Product Ch. 14 by darkdeceptions



“Well, you pegged it, almost an hour,” said George admiringly. “That was 54 minutes by my calculation.”



“Let’s give it another couple of minutes on close ups,” said Deirdre, “before we move on to round two. Make sure there are a lot of tight macro shots of all the important places. That will keep our discerning audience occupied for a while.”



“Tom. What do the numbers look like, so far?” asked Deirdre.



“By the time we were 15 minutes in we had doubled the number of online buys that we had on pre-order and they’re still going up. I’ve never seen numbers like these. I had to add extra bandwidth to handle the demand,” said Tom excitedly.



“Imagine what the residual sales are going to be on the DVDs,” said Kieran staring at the monitors intently as he switched the feed from camera to camera.



“We already have people ordering the downloadable version for tomorrow; a lot of them are the same people watching it now. This is something,” said Tom enthusiastically.



“We need to seriously think about getting the new line of Jana products into production as soon as possible while this is still hot stuff and fresh on everyone’s mind,” said Deirdre calculatingly. “I can see Jana body paint and glitter, not to mention blow up dolls, for our more socially awkward demographic. And all the little boys watching are going to want a new glow in the dark red cock to stroke their honeys with. Of course, they’re going to have to be much larger than anything we currently market.”



“Pity their poor wives,” said Kieran looking up from the console in front of the monitors momentarily, “we’d better include a tube of lubricant with every one of them. It’s a pity we don’t get a kick back from all the gynecologists” said Kieran with a laugh.” “They are going to be busy the next six months fixing lots of aching pussies.”



“Fortunately, the product team is already working on it and procurement is ramping up and busy scheduling production time in Asia,” said Richard in a business like sort of way. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves people, let’s focus on the job at hand.”



“Richard is right,” said Deirdre seriously. “We still have almost 22 hours to go.”



“Are you sure about using the photo of she and her sons in the box?” asked Richard again as he leaned over and whispered into Deirdre’s ear. “She looks like putty to me right now. I really don’t think it is necessary. It would be overkill…and it could be our ace in the hole down the line, if we need to control her.”



“You mean aces,” said Deirdre cynically as she looked up to Richard from the edge of the console. “OK. Yes then, I agree with you, looking at her now, you’re probably right, I agree, we don’t need to worry anymore.”



Deirdre reached for a pen and tore off a piece of white note paper from the pad in front of her. She quickly scribbled a note and handed it to Richard. “Give this to one of the floor team and have them substitute it in the box. But make sure they give you the photo back. We don’t want that falling into the wrong hands accidentally.”



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Jana continued to hang from her tether motionless except for her shallow breathing. The demon like figures started to emerge from the darkness as the ground began to fill with a low lying fog-like mist. The demons made their way to the arch slowly and as they mounted it they began to unwind the serpents from Jana’s limp body.

This is the tenth of my 12 Days of Christmas Improv audios. They don’t have anything to do with Christmas but I set a goal of doing an audio a day for the 12 days leading up to Christmas. Failed miserably but since many really good improvs came out of the attempt I am calling it a win :)



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