How my wife became a co-worker's sex slave

[speakeasy]

Every great story has a humble begining
My wife works with a guy (Bob) that had made it clear that his #1 goal in life was to fuck her.
She thinks he's an ass that can't imagine why any woman wouldn't want him.
His comments have become so blatant and graphic that she had talked about filing a complaint with the HR department.
We live in the 'burbs but she commutes into work 5 days a week.
Every once in awhile, Nina and I will travel into the city and spend a weekend indulging in some fun and games.
I've never met the guy.

There we were, finishing up a candle lit dinner at the hotel's restaurant when Bob walked in.
He didn't see us in the dimly lit room and he was seated on the opposite side of the room.

Nina said that if he spotted us and came over that she'd probably make a scene so we had better leave.
We signed the check to our room account and she headed up to the room to prepare for the night's events.
My job was to find us a bell-boy or maintenance man that might be interested in banging a "rich bitch".
Suddenly, I had a better idea.

I went back to the restaurant and approached Bob's table.
The short version is that I told him my wife and I were from a small town in the Midwest visiting the big city and that my wife wanted to live out her fantasy of being some stranger's slut for the night.
I told him that she had seen him earlier and thought that he would do nicely.
"She's upstairs in our room getting ready right now. Are you interested?"
"How do I know that she's worth my time? I'm not interested in some train wreck."
"C'mon up and take a look. If you don't like what you see, you're free to turn around and walk out. No harm, no foul."
He agreed and I offered him one of the two key-cards that they gave us at check-in. I told him to give me 15 minutes and then let himself in.

When I got back to the room Nina was sitting on the bed. She was nude except for ankle and wrist cuffs. She was just finishing putting on her mask.
The mask was black latex and fitted over her head like an old style swim cap. It covered her to just under her nose, with two holes for her nostrils. The lower half of her face was left exposed.

I had just gotten her tied spread eagle when I heard the door open and Bob walked in.
The first thing he saw was Nina, spread wide, pussy completely shaved with stick on nipple jewelry that looked like sunbursts around her nipples.
I told him that there were a few rules. He wasn't allowed to talk (I didn't want her to recognize his voice) and he had to be out of the room by midnight.

While he was undressing I said to Nina "Our guest is here. Just to reassure him, do you agree to be his fuck toy? To be his piece of meat to use as he wants? To give yourself over to one purpose and that is for his pleasure?" She nodded yes to each question and Bob shrugged as if to say "good enough".

He climbed up on the bed and straddled her chest. He started out by tapping his cock on her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and licked the tip a few times and then opened her mouth. He shoved his cock in so fast that she looked shocked by the abruptness of it.
Him sitting on her chest and her trying to hold her head up didn't offer a very good angle for head but soon they had a pretty good rhythm going. It consisted of her with her lips wrapped around his dick while he drove it in and out of her mouth.
It looked like he was about to cum so he pulled out and slid down her body until he was between her legs. He started licking around her upper thigh getting closer and closer to her pussy.
Finally he flicked his tongue over her clit and she gasped out loud. He clamped his mouth down over her pussy, shoving his tongue in and out like a miniature cock. He used his nose to continue rubbing her clit.
Suddenly she threw her head back and started cumming "Oh God! Oh God!" she tried to yell but was cumming so hard that she was having trouble speaking.

Just about time her orgasm started to subside he raised himself up and slid forward. Driving his cock, balls deep on the first thrust.
"Oh FUCK!" She screamed as another massive orgasm washed over her. I don't know how to describe the animal noises that she was making but she was in total slut mode now. "Uhhhh fuck me! Fuck me! Oh God! It's so fucking goood! FUUUUCK!!!!"
While he was fucking her he was biting and sucking her nipples and using his thumb to torture her clit.
He was making a lot of noise but so far had kept up the agreement and not talking.
Suddenly he pulled out and the first shot of his cum shot out and hit Nina right between the tits. The second shot landed right across her mouth. After that they started to subside, mostly landing on her stomach.
She lay there, trembling like an earthquake. "Little" orgasms rocking her body as they rolled through her.
I told Bob that he still had about 45 minutes left. "Think you've got another one in you?" I asked?
He just laughed and started climbing back up Nina's body, wiping up his come with his cock and when it couldn't hold anymore, his fingers.
When he was once again straddling her chest he made her lick his fingers clean and then shoved his cock back into her mouth. She started sucking and licking him clean. Once he pulled out and used his cock to shove cum from her cheek and lips back into her mouth. It didn't take long for him to be rock hard again.
He pantomimed his wish to have her ankles unclipped from the foot of the bed and attached to the headboard. I agreed and we worked together to make it happen. Now she was on her back with her wrists attached to the headboard and her ankles clipped onto the eyelets on the wrist cuffs. It bent her up to present her pussy and ass at a great angle.
He returned to the foot of the bed and without warning clamped his mouth down on her pussy again. She was taken completely by surprise and started shaking and bucking.
He started by licking her clit and then took two fingers and started fucking her with them. In and out. twisting back and forth. When he started rubbing her G-Spot she bucked so hard I thought she was going to knock some teeth out of his mouth.

Without warning he pulled his fingers out of her pussy and shoved first one, then both of them into her asshole.
Nina's never been much into assplay.
"NO!NO!NO!NO! Not the ass! Not the ass!"
He didn't listen. Instead, he kept eating her pussy, making her juices run down and provide lube for his fingers.
Finally he relented and pulled his fingers our of her ass and jammed his cock all the way into her pussy. He immediately started sawing his dick in and out, moving forward so that it dragged across her clit with each stroke.
I'm sure she knew what was coming next but when he pulled out and piledrived his cock into her ass I thought she was going to pass out.
He continued to use his thumb on her clit as he started moving his cock in and out of her tight asshole.
"NO! Please don't! Oh God! Please stop! Fuuuck! It hurts! Please! It feels so good! Please! Oh Fuck! Oh God! Don't stop!!! Fuuuck Meeee! AAAAAHHHHH!" she came so hard she squirted all over his hand. It sprayed up and hit him in the chest.
I got his attention and indicated that he had about 10 minutes to finish, get dressed and get out.
He went around the bed and unhooked all of her restraints. He spun her around so she was laying across the bed with her head over the side. He then came up to her head from above and once again began rubbing his cock on her mouth.
She started to protest that it had just come out of her ass but he was having none of that. He used his hand to squeeze her cheeks until she opened her mouth to relieve the pain. Then he shoved his cock back down her throat.
Her head was now hanging completely off the edge of the bed provided him with the perfect angle. He was going in so deep that I could see her throat bulge. He'd shove it in and hold it til she started to choke. Then he'd pull it out just long enough for her to suck in some air and shove it back in.
There was nothing sexual about it. It was a throat fuck. She was a slut. A whore. She was a piece of meat to be used. She wasn't a person, she was a warm wet hole for him to stick his dick in. And, it was exactly what she looked forward to on our weekend trips to the city.
Finally, he pulled out until just the head of his dick was in her mouth. He held her jaws open with one hand and shot rope after rope of hot cum in her mouth. It reached the point of overflowing when she finally swallowed. The last few blasts of cum he shot on her face and tits.
She collapsed in exhaustion. He reached for his clothes but before pulling on his pants he walked up to her and wiped his dick clean on her face. Then he dressed and left the room.

Normally we hide 3 or 4 digital cameras around the room so that we can make ourselves some souvenir movies for our enjoyment. The next morning when Nina saw the footage from one of the cameras she went ballistic when she saw who it had been that fucked her in every hole the night before.
I eventually got her to calm down and I explained my plan. I spent the first half of the week editing the footage from the different camera angles until I had a very high quality movie. I made a 5 minute clip from that and sent it to Bob in an e-mail from one of those free accounts that anyone can sign up for.
I told him to watch the video of himself violently fucking a helpless woman. I told him that a "friend of mine" had set him up and that if he didn't stop his constant harassment of my wife then I would send the video to his wife and other people that could ruin him. I explained that we weren't looking for money, just for him to leave her alone at work.
Everything went according to plan. Nina came home from work and explained that Bob had been a perfect gentleman all week and behaved in the most professional manor.
Until Friday....
I received an return e-mail at the same address I had sent the video to Bob from.
It said
"Kevin", (I should have known that there was trouble if he knew my name) "How fucking stupid do you think I am? I knew it was Nina the second I walked in the room. I've been fantasizing about her lips wrapped around my cock for 3 years now. Do you think I wouldn't recognize that mouth as soon as I saw it? And her voice is all over the video you so kindly sent me. It's so clear in some parts that there's no mistaking that it's her.
I read your offer and I'll go along with it up to a point. I'll leave her alone "at work". Now, here's my counter offer. I will send a copy of the video to everyone in her address book including her parents, brothers, sisters. People she went to school with. Co-workers. All of her Facebook friends. I've spent the last week at work hacking into all of her accounts to acquire this information. UNLESS...
I'm having a dozen or so buddies over this week-end to watch the big game. Normally we pop in a porno during the half time but this week Nina will provide the entertainment. Have her at my house by 10 a.m. so that she'll be ready to serve drinks and snacks when the game starts. She should probably bring her mask as we probably have some mutual friends and they might recognize her. I'll provide the rest of her uniform that she'll be wearing until the half time festivities start. Do me a favor though and send along the cuffs. You can pick her up during the 2nd half. She probably won't be much use as a waitress by then.
BTW Me and my wife split up about 6 months ago but nice try."

Now I had to go break the news to Nina.

[speakeasy]

Nothing?
Maybe I should have named it "The day my 8 year old sister was raped by a great dane". Those stories seem to get alot of feedback.

[crueoz]

good story. what happened at the party

[Father_Orion]

i like the purpose of the story

[Afun89]

Very hot! When will the story of the party be done?

[speakeasy]

I'm working on it.
I also am trying to decide what picture to include.

[darthel0101]

I started to read but stopped when I realized that I would be scrolling left to right on every line.
If you want to include pics, you might want to make sure that they fit what MOST people use for displays.

[speakeasy]

Originally Posted by darthel0101

I started to read but stopped when I realized that I would be scrolling left to right on every line.
If you want to include pics, you might want to make sure that they fit what MOST people use for displays.

Sorry about that. I originally typed it in "Word" and then just copied and pasted it to the forum. I don't know if I can edit it now and reformat it.

[davidividi]

Good Story

[RedStarr]

The only trouble I see with the story is that the return e-mail has Bob blatantly admit that he's hacked your wife's accounts AND used company property and company time to do it.

"Kevin" could feign innocence and declare that "Bob" has gone off the deep end and faked a video with a woman (probably a hooker) with a similar-sounding voice to Nina to try to blackmail her. (Bob's ex-wife will no doubt back up Nina on Bob's terrible behaviour).

Bob's looking at like 7 years in prison and losing his job. Nina and Kevin are what, looking at an allegation with no hard evidence that they swing occasionally.

Go to the head of HR and the cops and, well, problem solved.

[speakeasy]

Originally Posted by RedStarr

The only trouble I see with the story is that the return e-mail has Bob blatantly admit that he's hacked your wife's accounts AND used company property and company time to do it.

"Kevin" could feign innocence and declare that "Bob" has gone off the deep end and faked a video with a woman (probably a hooker) with a similar-sounding voice to Nina to try to blackmail her. (Bob's ex-wife will no doubt back up Nina on Bob's terrible behaviour).

Bob's looking at like 7 years in prison and losing his job. Nina and Kevin are what, looking at an allegation with no hard evidence that they swing occasionally.

Go to the head of HR and the cops and, well, problem solved.

The only thing I can say is "stay tuned". All will be reveled in the end.

[speakeasy]

Saturday arrived and I dropped her off outside Bob's house as scheduled.
Being Saturday I assumed that the "Big Game" that Bob referred to was a college football game
between his Alma mater and their long time rivals.
As instructed, Nina was dressed as she would for an office meeting with company big-wigs.
4 inch, cherry red heels, black slacks, a white button down blouse a beaded necklace that matched the shoes and a black jacket.
Her hair was up in something she calls a "French Twist"
She also carried a slightly over-sized shoulder bag containing the other items that Bob had instructed her to bring.
She's an executive assistant that works under one of the up and comers in the company. Bob works in sales
Nina's position requires her to sit in on the meetings and do things like read the minutes of the last meeting
including follow ups on any issues.
She also takes notes, sets up the meeting room and let's face it, gets coffee for everyone involved.

She approached the door and rang the bell.
She stood there for what must have seemed like an eternity and just about time she started to turn back to leave,
Bob opened the door.
I could see him talking to her. He took the shoulder bag from her and motioned her inside.
Just before he closed the door he looked at me and smiled.

On Wednesday, the DVD arrived at our house
(seems we're not the only ones that like to place cameras around the house).
Between Nina's recount of events and the HD video,
I've pieced together Nina's day as her co-worker's sex slave.

Bob closed the door and set down Nina's bag.
He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her to face him.

"On your knees bitch!" he ordered her.
"What?" She asked. It wasn't like she didn't hear him. It was more like she couldn't believe he said it.
SMACK!!! He slapped her. Not very hard but he definitely got her attention.
"I said, ON YOUR KNEES BITCH! and if you hesitate again I'll drag your sorry ass out of my house
and leave you naked and tied to a light pole on Main Street.
She started to lower herself and suddenly he stopped her.

"For now on. When I tell you to do something you will say 'Yes, Mr. Franklin' or 'Yes, Master'.
Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mr. Franklin".

He put some more pressure on her shoulders and she finished dropping to her knees.
"Now, take my cock out and start sucking."

Nina reached up and loosened his belt and unsnapped his khakis.
While she was doing this she asked him why he had her dress in business clothes.

"Because you walk around the office in your tight short skirts showing off your legs or in tight slacks that accent your ass.
You wear tight shirts so that everyone can see your tits.
Then you walk around acting all prim and proper. You think you're such a 'professional business woman'.
Well, I'm going to show you exactly what you are. What you'll ever be.
Now. Suck my cock like the whore that you are!"

Nina unzipped his fly, stuck her hands into his pants and pulled out his cock.
He wasn't particularly large but he was so hard that it jumped up a slapped his belly.
She took it in her hands and kissed the tip of it.

"Wait!" he said. "Ask me. Ask me to let you suck my cock."
"Yes Master. Mr. Franklin, May I please suck your cock?"
He smirked and said "Was there ever any doubt?"

Nina pursed her lips and once again kissed the tip of his dick.
She opened her lips and stuck out her tongue. She curled up the sides until the tip of her tongue formed a cup.
She placed the head of his cock into the cup and held it there for a few seconds.
She sucked the head into her mouth and stretched out her tongue as far as it would go.
She bobbed her head back and forth a few inches at a time.

This caused the sensitive part of his cock just below the head to pass back and forth over her lower lip.
It also allowed her tongue to work it's magic on the underside of the shaft.

Little by little she took more of him into her mouth.
She wasn't able to keep as much of her tongue out but the part left inside her mouth was working overtime.

She pulled back until just the head was in her mouth and she reached up and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft.
"No hands, Bitch!" Bob growled "I said suck my cock. I didn't say anything about jerking me off.
You can play with my balls but no hands on my dick."

Nina took her hands and put them under Bobs nuts.
She held them like she was testing their weight.
Slowly she started moving her fingers around. occasionally using her nails to lightly scrape his sack.
Meanwhile, her mouth was once again full of a cock that belong to the man she hated more than any other.

She let go of his nuts long enough to pull his pants down to mid-thigh.
Then she wrapped her hands around him, grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him towards her.
She had her nose buried in his (neatly trimmed) pubic hair and she was taking him as far down her throat as she could.

Her mouth was sliding up and down without ever loosing the tight grip of her lips on his cock.
Every once in awhile she'd press his dick up against his belly and run the flat of her tongue from the base
to the head before taking the head back in.

Once, while she had his dick out of her mouth, I'm sure he thought she was going to do the tongue up the shaft trick
but instead she turned her head slightly and moved in close.
She popped one of his balls into her mouth and then she switch to the other.
She alternated back and forth until they were both nice and wet from her saliva.
Then, after sucking in one like a grape, she took the both of his nuts into her mouth at the same time.
While she was sucking on his nuts she once again grabbed his cock with one hand and started to slowly stroke it.
He either had forgotten his instructions or at this point didn't care anymore.

He had his hands around her head and by now her hair was hanging in loose strands.
"I'm gonna cum!" he told her "Suck it bitch! Don't you spill a fucking drop!"

She had his cock back in her mouth and he started pumping furiously.
She held onto his ass to keep from being knocked over by his thrusts.

Finally, he let out a roar, forced her head down to the base of his cock and started to cum in her mouth.
He kept her nose buried in his pubic hair as he shot rope after rope of hot juice down her throat.

She was swallowing as fast as she could.
Just about time that she needed to take a breath he pulled out until just the head was still in her mouth.
"Milk it dry." he ordered her "Every last drop."

She sucked on the head for a few seconds and then pulled it out until it was just outside her lips.
She stuck out her tongue until it was just under it and then she used her hand to squeeze the last remaining dribbles of
semen from his dick.
Starting at the base she squeezed and slowly moved her hand up until she reached the head.
The cum being forced out pooled on the tip of of her tongue until there was a quarter sized pool of it.
She moved his cock to one side, looked him in the eye and then swallowed the last of his load.
"Now clean me off and put it back where you found it."

Nina took his now softening cock and licked it as clean as she could. She cleaned his balls and shaft.
She paid extra attention to the area around the head.
Then she pulled his boxers back up and tucked his cock under the waistband. Then she pulled his pants back up,
zipped them shut, and snap them closed. She couldn't really do a good job of tucking his shirt back into his pants
while kneeling in front of him but she did as well as could be expected.

Bob motioned for Nina to stand.
He guided her up by placing his hands on either side of her face, just under the jawline.
As she stood, ee reached behind her head and finished loosening the few remaining strands of her hair.
He used his fingers as combs and gently shook out her hair until it hung down her back.

He cradled her face in his hands. His palms around her jaws as he used his thumbs to genltly stroke her cheeks.
This change in his treatment of her should have warned her that something was about to happen.
"That was very nice. Obviously you've sucked alot of dicks in your life."
"As much as I enjoyed the opening act, I'm sorry to tell you that it's time for you to get ready."

With that, his hands dropped from her face, grabbed the lapels on either side of her blouse and ripped it open
sending buttons flying like confetti from a party favor.

"Let's get you naked bitch!" he said "You're no good to anyone wearing clothes."

(to be continued)

[telem]

absolutely fantastic, very sexy indeed x

[NewtonInk]

[speakeasy]

All but the bottom two buttons had gone flying.
Then Bob pulled Nina's blouse down as far as it would go, effectively pinning her arms to her sides.
He reached into his back pocket and with a *schnick*, opened the switchblade knife. He hooked his
finger under her bra and with a quick flick of his wrist cut through the fabric between the cups.
He then cut the straps running over her shoulders.
"You won't be needing that anymore" He told her. Then he turned her around and cut her blouse in half
from hem to collar. "Or that either."

Nina shrugged off the remains of her blouse and bra. They pooled on the floor around her feet.

Bob moved around to the front and knelt down. He used the knife to cut about a 1 1/2 inch slit along the cuff
of each leg. Then he ripped her slacks right up the sharply pressed crease of each leg until he reached
the waistline. Then he used the knife to finish the job through the thicker material.

He made short work of trashing her thong panties.

There she stood, slightly trembling from the sudden and brutal way in which it had happened.

Bob lead her over to a full length mirror and told her to look at herself.
"Tell me what you see"

Nina looked at herself. Naked except for bright red high heels and necklace. Her lipstick smeared from the
blowjob she just gave and her hair mussed up and hanging loosely around her shoulders and down her back.

"I see myself, Mr. Franklin"
"No!" He yelled. "I said what do you see not who!"

Nina quickly figured out what answer he was looking for.
"I see a slut, Mr Franklin. A whore."

"That's right, Nina." He said her name like it was something he found on the bottom of his shoe.
"You see what every man sees when he looks at you. A slut. A whore. Something who's only reason for
being is to service them.
They look at you and they don't see a co-worker, and associate or an equal. When you go out they don't see
a customer or valuable client. They see something they'd like to stick their dick in. They want to cum on your face,
in your mouth. They want to watch their hot load running from your pussy and asshole.
From the bag boy at the grocers to the CEO of our company. Every guy wants to fuck you.
And you know why? Because you walk around pretending that you don't notice. Pretending not to notice when
you're at your desk and their looking over your shoulder. Pretending to be studying whatever is on your computer.
They're trying to look down your shirt you dumb bitch! They want to see those tits of yours.
When you're sitting in a chair in the meeting room they're trying to catch a peek up your skirt.
You walk around in your 'business suits' all day trying to act all professional. Meanwhile, you stick your chest out
so everyone can notice your tits. You wear shoes that make your ass stick out."

"You think I don't know you for what you are?
Let me ask you something. When you were tied up in that hotel room, blindfolded and spread eagle, getting fucked
in every hole by some 'stranger', how many times did you cum?"

"Um. I'm not..." Nina stammered.
"Answer me!" He demanded "Tell me how many times you got off being treated like a piece of meat.
Like a FUCKING WHORE!"

"I can't Mr. Franklin." Nina sobbed. "I lost count. I couldn't stop cumming!"

Now she was really crying. Tears rolled down her face. "It's true! I couldn't stop cumming! I was so excited!
Being used by a total stranger. Getting screwed like a common street walker. Not even a high priced call girl
but a skanky whore. A slut!
YES! I said it! I'm a slut and a whore! Are you happy now?"

"Well, it's a start" Bob said with a smirk on his face.

He removed her necklace and told her to step out of her shoes.
"Pull yourself together. Go to the bathroom down the hall and wash your face.
There's some things in there for you to put on. Have them on when you come back out here.
You've got 5 minutes."

Bob dumped out the contents of the bag Nina had brought with her and put her shoes and necklace in it.
He put the bag in the same closet that he had hung her jacket.
He turned back to the pile of things that had come out of the bag and looked them over. Sorting what he would
use and what he might need later.

Nina returned to the front room and presented herself.
She was dressed (if you could call it 'dressed) in black boots with 5 inch heels.
They laced up the front and came up over her calves to just below the knee.
Each boot had a stirrup on it but instead of a spur in the back there was a 'D' ring.
She had on a black thong and a matching corset that laced up the front but had a zipper up the back. It didn't cover much of her breasts.
It's main function seemed to be to push them up, squeeze them together and support them from below.
The bra of the corset wouldn't even count as a demi-bra. It was a shelf-bra. Covering only about 1/4 of each breast,
leaving her nipples and aereolas completely exposed.
Around her neck was a 1 1/2 inch wide, black collar with chrome letters that spelled out"'SLAVE". There was a 'D' ring on the back.

"On your knees, whore." Bob said. This time there was no anger in his voice. He called her whore the way he would have said "miss" or "ma'am".
When Nina was once again on her knees in front of her co-worker he slipped her mask over her face.
Her head was covered from just below the nostrils. The mask covered just about the entire back of her head, leaving her hair hanging out of the bottom.
Bob had removed the eye patches, allowing Nina to see.

"Hands in the air." He told her.

Nina held her arms above her head as high as she could.
Bob put cuffs around each wrist. The cuffs had 'D' rings on them and one of them had a clip that would fasten them together.

Bob walked around her and told her to put her hands behind her head.
He first clipped the two cuffs together and then attached both of them to the ring on her collar.
He returned to face her and couldn't help but notice that her arms in that position made her tits stick out even further.

Bob showed Nina a pair of nipple rings. They weren't fancy. They were simple rings with about a half inch inside diameter.
On the inside were short blunt teeth. If you've ever seen an internal tooth lock washer you've got the picture.
The bottom of each ring had a small eyelet on it. A long thin chain connected the two rings.

He held a ring between two fingers and pressed it up against her left nipple. Of course it wouldn't fit over her nipple but he
leaned in and put his lips around her nipple and sucked it through the ring. The teeth on the inside of the ring held it in place
as they gently but firmly bit into her flesh. He then repeated the procedure on her right breast.

As if her nipples weren't 'pokie' enough. Now Nina's nipples looked like brown thimbles. Perfect for sucking on.
The rings stung a bit but Nina knew that she'd get used to the sensation.
Taking them off later though, was going to hurt like a mother fucker!

"If everyone shows up, there will be 12 people here today to watch the game and enjoy themselves.
Some of them you'll know from work. Hopefully they won't recognize you though.
The others are clients and friends of mine.
You are to serve them drinks and snacks during the game.
You will also be expected to offer yourself to anyone that wants to partake of your 'charms'.
You will not refuse anything!
The guys will have some rules too.
They are not allowed to cause you severe harm. There will be no piercing or tattooing.
Your name for today will be PAM."
He told he why he had picked that name.
(To avoid confusion in the telling of this story, from here on, I will refer to her as Pam while she is in the service of Bob.)

"Do you understand your role here today?"
"Yes, Mr. Franklin."
"Do you have any questions"
"Not at this time Mr. Franklin."
"Good. Now, come with me."

Bob lead 'Pam' to the back room of the house. There was a door there that opened to reveal a staircase that went down to a
basement that had been made over into a man-cave. There was a huge plasma screen TV with all of the satellite accessories.
Blu-ray, surround sound, etc.
There was a fully stocked bar and a small kitchenette.

"There's a bartender's guide book for any drink you don't know how to make. There's sandwich fixings in the fridge.
Chips, pretzels and plates on the counter."

Just then, the doorbell rang.
"Our first guest has arrived. It's showtime!"
Bob moved her to the center of the room and turned her towards the stairs.
He unclasped her cuffs from her collar and disconnected them from each other.
"You wait here and make sure you greet our guests properly"

Bob scurried up the stairs and in a few minutes came back down with not one but two men in tow.
"Gentlemen. I know that normally, there's some porno videos during halftime. This week though, I was a little busy and
didn't have time to run out to the video store. Instead, I've brought you a little live entertainment.
Gentlemen, meet Pam."

"Pam, say hello to Mr. Jordan and Mr. Thomas. That is how they are to be addressed."

Pam lowered her eyes and said "Mr, Jordan, Mr. Thomas, How may I serve you? Anything you desire."

Mr. Jordan looked a little uncomfortable. He wasn't really expecting a practically naked woman in a mask to
be standing in the middle of the room, making herself available for....whatever.
"Um. How 'bout we just start with a beer." He said.
"Me too" Mr. Thomas added. "In a glass, preferably"

"Right away gentlemen. Mr. Franklin, is there anything you desire right now?"

"There certainly is Pam but, my desires can wait until all of our guest have arrived."

While Pam went to get the drinks, Bob went back upstairs and left a note on the door telling the other guests to
let themselves in and to come on down to the basement.

Meanwhile, Pam brought the beers over to the couch where the two guys had sat.
"Here are your beers gentlemen. Is there anything else you desire?"
"Anything?" asked Mr. Thomas. "That's a pretty bold statement."
"Anything, Sir. I'm here to serve Mr Franklin's guest."

Mr. Jordan started to run his hand up and down Pam's leg. Lightly brushing his fingers from the top of her boots to
the top of her thigh.
"Before Bob gets back down here, let me ask you. Are you here under any type of duress? Are you being forced
against your will?"

"Please don't worry yourself over why I am here. The reason I am here is to serve Mr. Franklin and if making myself
available to Mr. Franklin's friends pleases him, then it pleases me."

"Good answer Pam!" Bob said with a laugh as he came down the stairs. Clearly he had heard the previous exchange.
"My friends. Pam is an acquaintance of mine that was beginning to think a little too highly of herself. She seemed to think
that she was above others. That she would never lower herself to our level.
Well, I'm in the process of teaching her otherwise.
"Pam, tell my friends what you see when you look in the mirror"

"I see a whore Mr. Franklin. Nothing but a common whore."

"That's right." Bob said. "And does anyone care about the wants and needs of a common whore?"

"No Mr. Franklin. I'm here to please you."

"HEY GUYS!" Came a voice from the top of the stairs. The voice sounded familiar to Pam and she looked up just as
Frank Peterson from the accounting dept. came into view.

"Oh my God!" Pam screamed inside her head. "This is really happening!" She was really going to be standing naked in front
of some of her coworkers and letting them do God knows what to her.

"Pam, I'd like you to meet Mr. Peterson.
Frank, Say hello to Pam. She'll be our waitress and entertainment today"

Pam hung her head low. Convinced that Frank would recognize her even under the mask she had on. "It's a pleasure to meet
you Mr. Peterson. How may I serve you?"

"Well Damn! I guess I'd like to see how well you can suck a dick but first I'd like a Jack and Coke. Heavy on the Jack."

Pam was busy making drinks and serving appetizers.
The rest of the guest trickled in over the next half hour.
Bob explained what was going on with Pam and the rules involved in her 'use'.
Most of the guys took an opportunity to run their hands up her legs, a few rubbed her ass as she walked by.
Once while she was bending over to refill a large bowl of chips one of the guys reached up and jiggled her tits.
He gave the little chain a slight tug for good measure.

Of the twelve men that showed up, two of them didn't stick around. The first said he hadn't cheated on his wife in
the fifteen years they'd been married. The other one said he just wasn't into the gangbang scene.
A third said he'd stay but would like to just hang out and watch.

That left 9 guests plus Bob that would be using her for their pleasure and her humiliation.
In addition to Bob Franklin from Sales and Frank Peterson from Accounting, Tom Jackson from Shipping/Receiving and
from Pam/Nina's own Admin. Dept., Mike Wilson.

Of the 5 men that worked for the same company, Mike was the one that she worked the closest with. If anyone was going
to recognize her it would probably be him.

"Can I have everyone's attention for just a few?" Bob asked "You've all met Pam and you've all been told the rules. Nothing harmful.
At least not permanently!" that got a laugh. "No hickeys. No piercing. Spanking is allowed but hands only. If you need to use a paddle
or belt you've got your own issues."

"Pam is wearing a mask but, it's not because she's shy. It's because if she's not wearing the mask, you might mistake what you see as
a person. A person with needs and her own wants and feelings but, that's not true. Is it Pam?"

"No Mr. Franklin. It's not. That's why you named me Pam."

"Tell my friendswhy I named you Pam."

Pam lowered her head and mumbled something that no one could make out.

"Louder Pam" Bob barked at her. "Why Pam?"

"Pussy ass and mouth. It's all I am. Pussy, ass and mouth."

"Gentlemen! Let's enjoy the game!" Bob said as if he was the umpire yelling PLAY BALL at a baseball game.

The TV was turned on. The sound came through the stereo to speakers that were hidden in the ceiling and cabinets.
The pre-game show was just wrapping up and the game was about to start.

Pam made sure everyone had a fresh drink and topped off the chips and pretzels.

Frank was sitting on the couch and asked "Hey Bob! She's good to go. Right?"
"Yeah. Go for it."

"Pam, come here."
"Yes, Mr. Peterson."

Pam came and stood in front of him. He told her to turn around, bend over and put her hands palm down on the coffee table.
"Spread you feet apart. Show me that ass!"

Pam did as she was told. She spread her feet just past shoulder width apart.. With her hands on the table and wearing those heels,
her ass stuck out and up at a perfect angle for viewing.
She looked back between her legs and said "I hope you like what you see Mr. Peterson. Is there anything else you'd like?"

Frank smacked her ass with his open palm. "WHACK!" Pam was rocked forward from the blow but managed to maintain her position.
Her ass cheek stung and she wanted nothing more than to reach back and rub it.

Frank started kneading her ass cheeks like he was working bread dough. He spread her cheeks and rubbed her pussy through the
fabric of her thong.
"Stand up and turn around." he told her "I want you to take off that thong for me but you're only allowed to bend at the waist.
Keep your knees straight."

Pam, hooked her thumbs under the sides of her thong and started to push down. "Go slow." Frank said. "I want to enjoy the show."
She pushed her thong as far down her hips as she could until she had to bend over to go any farther.
As she leaned over, her head was now positioned just over Frank's crotch. "Get used to that view sweetie. you're going to be seeing
a lot of it."
Pam grabbed her thong and pulled it over her hips and down her thighs. As she looked back, she saw with shame that most of the men
had positioned themselves behind her and were getting a very clear view of her asshole and vagina. She could only imagine what kind
of things they were thinking about her. No doubt, she looked like a low rent stripper at some bachelor party.

At some point her hands couldn't reach her thong anymore. Frank told her to wiggle her ass to get it to fall the rest of the way.
There she was with her ass in the air, her pussy on display for all to see and now she had to wiggle that ass for their amusement.
Finally, the thong worked its way down. It made it almost all the way and then one leg opening snagged on the top of her boot.
"Stand up strait and bounce up and down until that falls off" This came from the guy that had tugged on the chain between her tits.
he was clearly a breast man.
Bob came up behind her and instructed her to put her hands behind her head. He then reattached her cuffs to the ring on her collar.
Pam kept her feet on the ground but started bouncing on the balls of her feet. At first this just caused the chain between her breast
sway back and forth. Soon though, the momentum built until her tits were jumping up and down with her movements.
By now the guys had moved around to the front of her to watch the new show she was putting on.

Pam's tits were bouncing out of her top and the chain was threatening to smack her in the chin.
The guys were alternating between taunting her and cheering her on.
It only took a few minutes (but it seemed like a lifetime) and finally her thong dropped off of the boot top that it had hung up on.

Pam stopped bouncing and stood there. Her wrists clipped to her collar prevented her from hanging her head so she just closed
her eyes and tried to block out the site of all those men, 4 of whom she worked with on a daily basis.
She knew they were checking out her tits and completely shaved pussy but there was nothing she could do about it.
Even if she decided to bail on the whole thing what could she do? Wearing only boots, a corset and mask she wouldn't get far.

"Come closer" Frank said "Stand right in front of me."

Pam opened her eyes and took the couple of steps it took to put her knees up against the couch he was sitting on.
Frank forced his feet between hers, making her stand with her feet once again shoulder width apart.
He sat up and put his nose right up against her crotch. He made some exaggerated sniffing noises which got some laughs from a couple of the guys
"Man! That's a sweet smelling pussy! Tell me. Have you had a cock up in there yet today?"

"No Mr. Peterson" she replied.

"No what?"

"No Mr. Peterson, There has not been a penis in my vagina today."

"Pam" this from Bob "You're not at the Dr's office. You can call them anything you want except penis and vagina.
Now answer his question like the whore you are."

"Yes Mr. Franklin. Mr. Peterson, there has not been a cock in my pussy yet today. Perhaps you'd like to change that?"

"Not yet. I want to taste that sweet thing! Put your foot up her next to me"

Pam wasn't sure she could make that maneuver with her hands behind her head but Frank leaned over and grasped her left calf and
guided her leg up and set her foot down next to his right leg.
Of course this gave everyone an even better view of her pussy. That is, until Frank blocked their view with his head.
He started out by kissing her pubic mound right above her clit. Little kisses that he started to move around the top of her slit.
Every few kisses, he'd brush his lips against her pussy.
Soon his tongue was making little snake like movements. Darting in and out. coaxing her clit out of it's hood.
It didn't take long for Pam's pussy lips to part, revealing her clit in all it's glory.

Pam hated to admit it to herself but Frank was very good at licking pussy. She didn't want to appear too eager in front of the roomful of men.
She closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing.
Her body wasn't cooperating though and she gasped when he locked his lips on her and ran his tongue across her clit. He ran the flat of his tongue
across it and finished by flicking the tip across her clit.

The knee of the leg she was standing on started to buckle but Frank wrapped his left arm around her and helped keep her steady.
He nudged his right shoulder under her left thigh to offer her some more support.

Frank moved his head down until he was almost looking up at Pam's pussy. He stuck his tongue out and plunged it into her. He used his thumb to
work her clit while he sucked on her pussy lips.
He moved his mouth back up to her clit and inserted a finger in her pussy. He fucked her with it until he was sure she had her juices flowing and then
he shoved another one in her.
Now he really started on her. Violently finger fucking her while using his mouth and even his nose on her clit and pussy lips.

Finally, Pam gave up the fight to save her dignity. She started moaning and grinding her pussy into Frank's face. She started panting and loudly groaning.
She wanted to grab his head and force it onto her pussy but the cuffs kept her hands locked behind her head.
It didn't take much longer before she was cumming on Frank's face and fingers. The juices were smeared all over his mouth and chin.
Pam was quivering and trying to catch her breath when she realized that Frank had stopped.

She stood, just barely. She bit her lower lip, trying to get herself under control. She still had her eyes closed. She didn't know if she could handle
seeing those men starring at her like a cheap slut.

Once he thought she could stand on her own, Frank put her foot back on the floor and leaned back in his seat.

"Pam, Look at me" he ordered.

Pam opened her eyes and looked down at him sitting on the couch. The first thing she noticed was that the lower half of his face was covered
in her fluids.

"I think turn about is only fair. Don't you?" He asked.

Pam look at him for a second, trying to grasp his meaning.
He must have picked up on her confusion because he pointed at his crotch.

Pam looked down and saw that at some time during the last few minutes, Frank had unzipped his pants and freed his cock from them.
It stood up straight and hard. It was about 5 1/2 inches long but Pam knew that it would be longer if he wasn't sitting.

"On your knees bitch!" Frank said "Show me how good of a cocksucker you are!"

'Now it begins' Pam thought to herself. 'Now my real degradation begins'
"Yes Mr. Peterson" Pam said to him "As you wish"

(to be continued)

[telem]

you never fail to turn me on, your story is unbeleivably sexy, defo np panties on when i read them x

[icedad16]

keep it up

[Afun89]

My wife and I love the story so far. We can't wait to read the next chapter! She is so horny after reading this, thanks for sharing.

[Yadyam]

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[speakeasy]

more to come

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sorry, for some reason the new chapter is showing up in black letters, hard to read agains dark blue background.
I'm working on it

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It's hard to go from standing to kneeling while wearing heels and your hands are cuffed behind your head but
Pam really didn't have much choice.
She made it about 1/2 before she started to topple forward.
Suddenly she felt a pair of hands on her hips. She wasn't sure who it was but she was grateful that he'd stopped
her from doing a face plant into Frank's lap.

She was able to get down on her knees with her feet sticking out behind her.
He unknown benefactor put his feet between hers and forced her legs apart.
She felt him move up close behind her.
He must have pulled his cock out because she felt it slide in between her ass cheeks.

"Don't worry slut" said either Mr Jordan or Mr. Thomas. Quite frankly, Pam couldn't remember which was which by now.
"I've got you. I'll make sure you don't go too far"
He had his hands on her like they were going at it doggie-style but so far he hadn't penetrated her.
"Now, why don't you go ahead and suck Frank's cock like you were told to"

"Yes, sir." she responded "Thank you, sir"

By now, Frank had unbuckled his belt and unsnapped the top button on his pants. He had pushed them and his underwear
down, freeing his balls too.
His cock was rock hard and pointing up his stomach.

Pam leaned forward. With his cock up against him she couldn't really get her mouth around it.
Finally she figured out that if she put her mouth on it and sucked she could grip it with her lips and pull it away from his body
and then work her mouth up and over the head and take it in.

This was the second co-worker's cock that she'd had in her mouth today. This time though, there was an audience of other
co-workers and strangers watching her.
She also had no doubt that who ever was holding her from behind would be sliding his meat into her soon.

Normally, when she's giving head, she likes to lube the cock with saliva. It makes it easier to get it where she wants it to go.
This time though, not only did she not have a chance to lather Frank's cock up but she was so nervous that her mouth was dry.
Unfortunately, Frank didn't give her much choice. "Quit stalling bitch! Show me how you earn your rent money."
Then he put his hands on top of hers and forced her head down on his cock.

Now, I don't care what the Letter's to the Editor of your favorite porno mag says. It's hard to deep throat in that position.
A rock hard cock points up and the throat of the person kneeling in front of that cock points down. It's not a good combination.

As Frank's cock was forced into her mouth and towards her tonsils, Pam started to gag.
It was too much, too soon. She couldn't move her head around to come at it from a better angle.

Some of the guys were laughing at her difficulties. "Hey Frank!" someone chuckled "Maybe you're too much man for her."
"Looks like Bob needs to find a better whore next time." Someone else said.

For some reason this last one affected her. She considers herself to be very good at giving head.
Later, she admitted that it made no difference what these guys thought. As far as they were concerned, she was a 'thing', not
a person.
Right now though, her sense of pride kicked in. "I'll show these guys how a slut sucks cock." she thought to herself.
"I'm not going to give them the pleasure of seeing me fail."

With renewed determination, she arched her back as much as she could and re-attacked Frank's cock with her mouth.
She tightened her lips around his cock effectively taking away his control of the thrusting.
With the tip of his cock in her mouth, she started slathering the head with her tongue.
Soon his dick was lubed up enough that she started taking it deeper.
Him in a sitting position made it so that he couldn't get very far into the back of her mouth.

She finally developed a rhythm that allowed her to bob her head up and down. Her hands behind her head made it
impossible to do much more than that.
She made up for lack of movement by using her tongue on the underside of his cock as it moved back and forth.

Just then the guy behind her slid his dick into her pussy. "Holy Shit! She's dripping wet! This little tramp is enjoying this!"
He started thrusting into her and she adjusted her head action to match his fucking action.
He'd do four short quick thrusts and on the fifth he'd drive it deep and grind it into her.

Pam still didn't know who was behind her but she had to admit, he knew how to fuck.
On his deep thrusts, he was hitting her G-Spot.
She started thinking that if she could finish off the guy in her mouth then she could really get into fucking they guy behind her.

Her anonymous friend must have been thinking the same thing. He reached up and unclasped Pam's wrists from the back
of her collar. Then he unhooked them from each other, freeing her hands.
It took a few seconds for full movement to return to her arms but once it did she wasted no time putting them to use.
She put one elbow on the couch between Frank's legs, propping herself up.
With the other, she cupped his balls in her hand and started massaging them.

The guy fucking her was setting the pace of her blow job. Short, short, short, short, DEEP! Short, short, short, short, DEEP!
Pam just had to use her hands on Frank's nuts and move her tongue around on the head of his dick.

Soon, Frank was grunting and moaning. His hips started to come up off the couch as he tried to thrust deeper into her mouth.
"Oh God! That's good baby. Don't stop. PLEASE don't stop!"

Pam was laughing in her head. SHE was supposed to be the slave here and yet here was Mr. Macho, Frank Peterson begging
her for release.
"This little weasel calls me a whore, a bitch, a cocksucker and yet here he is about to lose his nut in under five minutes.
No wonder he had to learn how to eat pussy. He probably knows he's no good at fucking."
Suddenly, Frank grabbed her head and started shooting his cum in her mouth.
It caught her off guard and she was swallowing blast after blast.
She figured that he'd order her to lick up any that ran out of her mouth so she gulped it down like cold beer on a hot July day.

At last, Frank's cock went soft in her mouth. She released it and wrapped her arms around his waist.
She tightened her pussy muscles and started milking the cock driving into her from behind.
With her mouth now free, she was moaning and groaning as she really let her body enjoy the pleasure it was receiving.
Her curiosity made her want to turn around and see who it was that was using his cock with such skill but she decided
that it didn't really matter. If she was an anonymous piece of ass to him, he could remain an anonymous cock to her.

Every time he thrust deep, she ground her ass back into him.
She'd rock it from side to side, up and down and then he'd go back to making short quick thrusts.
Then the cycle would repeat.

She felt him pause as he reached up to tug on the zipper tab on the top of her corset.
As he started to pull down on it, Pam reached up and pulled Frank's face down to hers.
She kissed him hard. Driving her tongue into his mouth.
She swirled her tongue around his and by the time he realized that he was tasting his own cum in her mouth, she pulled back.

By now her corset had been completely unzipped and it fell off of her body to lay on the floor beneath her.
Her 'friend' resumed fucking her furiously. She could tell by his pace that he wasn't going to last much longer.

As soon as Frank realized that he had tasted the cum in Pam's mouth he started pushing her off of him and wiggled his way
from under her.
No sooner was Frank clear then he was replaced with another cock. This was another of men that she didn't work with.
"Beg me to let you suck my cock bitch!"
Pam was on the brink of cumming from the pounding her pussy was getting. She knew it wouldn't be long before the guy
fucking her blew his load.
"Please Sir!" She gasped. "Please... allow... me to... suck on... your beautiful cock."
"Oh yeah!" he yelled as he shoved his cock into her mouth. "Suck it whore! Swallow my prick you little slut!"
'Christ!' Thought Pam 'This asshole has major issues with women. He probably has a rape fetish'

As soon as she started sucking this new cock, the guy behind her pulled out and started fucking his dick between her ass cheeks.
'No!' She screamed in her head 'I'm so close! Just a few more seconds!'

It wasn't to be though. He started shooting his load across her back.
She felt the hot, thick liquid land on her skin and she knew she wasn't going to get off yet.

The guy that had his dick in her mouth didn't really seem to want a blowjob. He was getting off on making a woman blow him.
She was willing to bet that he wasn't getting any at home.
"Suck my nuts, slut!" he ordered. "All you cunts are good for is suckin' and fucking. You need a man to keep you in your place."

"And you need a real man to find women to fuck you" She wisely kept that thought to herself.

While she was sucking his balls, alternating between them, he started bopping her in the face with his cock.
He'd smack her on the forehead and on her cheeks.
His favorite thing seemed to be hitting her in the eye with the head of his dick.

She released his balls long enough to say "I thought you wanted me to suck it. You're spending more time playing with it."

"Fuck you slut! I'll use you how ever I fucking want! You want to suck it? Well here. Suck it bitch!
Then he grabbed her by the hair sticking out of the back of her mask and drove his cock down her throat.
He didn't so much thrust as grind his pubic bone up against her lips.

Pam started to panic a little when she realized that he wasn't going to pull out and let her catch a breath.
Her eyes started to bulge and her face was turning red when suddenly Bob came to her rescue.
He pulled the guy away from her and shoved him down on the couch.

"Relax buddy!" he told him "Everyone here's to have a good time. You need to chill."

"You heard what she said to me! Who the fuck is she to talk to me like that?"

"She's my property" Bob calmly told him "and you're not allowed to damage my property."
"Pam?"
"Yes Mr. Franklin?"
"Pam, you've offended my guest. I'll deal with you later. Right now you need to show him how sorry you are for what you've done.
Short of causing you harm, he can do what ever the fuck he wants to do to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Franklin. I understand."

Then she turned back to the guy sitting on the couch.
"I'm sorry sir. I was out of line. I had no right to speak to you like that.
How can I make it up to you. What ever you'd like. I'm yours to command."

(To be continued)

[A-Tizzle]

Dude i love this story so far and am eagerly awaiting the next part and all the parts that follow. Please for the love of god hurry!

[nadoknar]

great story, keep it going thanx

[telem]

fantastic as ever, I hope Bob and the guys get their cummupance, Pams a clever lady .......i do rather envy her though..............can't wait for the next chapters

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Pam couldn't remember this guys name to save her life. She decided that she'd just think of him as Mr. Smith
The only names she was sure that she'd remember belonged to the four men she worked with.
Her goal was to make it through the day without Frank, Tom or Mike figuring out who she was.

Mr. Smith had put his penis back in his pants and walked across the room to sit in an overstuffed recliner.
He looked at Pam and pointed to the floor.
"On your hands and knees Bitch! I want you to crawl over here to me and kneel at my feet."
"Yes sir." Pam responded. "Right away sir."

Pam locked eyes with Mr. Smith and lowered herself until she could get on her hands and knees.
She started to move towards him until he said "Stop! Move slowly and keep your ass up where we can see it."

Pam adjusted her position so that her legs came straight down at a 90 degree angle from her hips. She arched her back and
began to slowly crawl across the room.

"Not so full of yourself now are you PAM?" He said her name like it was something vile in his mouth. "What's wrong? No more
smart assed comments PAM?

Pam noticed that a few of the men had moved behind her to watch her crawl. She knew that the two most intimate parts of her body were
clearly open and on display for anyone looking.
She decided to give them a show that only a properly trained slut could provide.
As she moved forward she began to sway her hips back and forth giving her ass a seductive swagger.
This movement also caused her tits to swing side-to-side. The chain hanging from her nipples was really starting to move and she could
feel the weight of it tugging on her tits.

When she finally reached Mr. Smith's feet she waited with her head down. She didn't want to risk "offending" him again.
She became aware of someone walking up to her.
Suddenly she felt hands grasping the collar around her neck.
There was a click and then she heard Bob say "Here. Hold this leash. It will help keep her in line."

Bob must have tossed the loose end of the leash to Mr. Smith. She felt the slight pull of it on her collar as he caught it.

Mr. Smith pulled on the leash, almost pulling her off balance. "Look at me Bitch!"
Pam raised her head and looked at him. She knew that he was liking what he saw.
"Put your hands behind your back. Lean down and lick my shoes."

Pam knew that if she hesitated that he'd make it worse, so she immediately placed her hands in the small of her back and held them there
while she bent over.
She started by kissing first his right shoe and then the left. She kissed each one on the tip of the toe. Then she put her tongue on the top
of his right shoe and moved it back and forth for a few seconds before moving again to his left shoe.

Mr. Smith yanked on the leash "Stop stalling Bitch! Lick my shoes like they're covered in chocolate."

"Yes Sir. Sorry Sir."

Pam leaned in close to his right foot and licked the top of it like it was an ice creme cone. He tongue started at the toe and left a
trail of saliva across the top. She had dragged her tongue about 4 inches.
She then switched over to his left. This one she gave two good licks to before rubbing her cheek on it like an affectionate cat.

She finally looked up at Mr. Smith and quietly asked him "Does that please you, Sir?"

"Oh it looked good. Watching a smart assed bitch groveling at my feet and licking my shoes is a sight I won't forget but I couldn't really
feel it through my shoes. Take them off for me PAM."

Pam hesitated for a couple of heartbeats and then asked "May I use my hands, Sir?"

"Of course, whore. I'm not unreasonable. Do you think I'm being unreasonable?"

"No Sir. Not at all. You're being more than generous."

Pam used one hand to hold his ankle and slide off the loafer on one foot and then switched and did the same to the other.
She started to reach for the top of one of his socks when he stopped her.
"Show me how much you appreciate my generosity. Rub my feet on your face. Show me how much you like it."

Pam held his feet in her hands and began to rub them on the sides of her head.
The mask kept his socks from touching most of her face but she really couldn't avoid having them come in contact with the lower half.
Soon, she realized that there was an easier way. Hold a foot on either side of her head, she began to rub it against them.
If you've ever seen a cat rub its head against a chair leg or the corner of the wall then you can imagine the image she presented.
She caught herself making small mewing sounds. Then she moaned as she rubbed the top of her head against the bottom of his foot.

He really seemed to like the sounds she was making. "Oh yeah baby! That's it. You really like being on the floor, worshiping my feet.
This is how you need to be treated. Like a pet.
Now, take off my socks. Fold them and put them next to my shoes."

Pam did as she was instructed. She slid each sock off and folded it gently and laid the pair next to his shoes.
She slid both shoes and socks to the side of the chair.

Mr. Smith straightened both of his legs so that they were pointing right at her. "Kiss my feet Bitch! Wash them with your tongue.
Show me how good you are at serving your betters."

Pam grabbed his right calf and held his leg steady. She leaned in and kissed the sole of his foot.
She seriously considered calling it quits. She didn't know if she could bring herself to lick the feet of a stranger while a group of men,
including four that she knew on a professional level, watched her.
Her tits were hanging and her ass and pussy were sticking up in the air.
For the first time that day she really felt like she was exactly what they thought she was.

Then she remembered what Bob was holding over her head. She couldn't exactly go to the HR department and tell them that last weekend
she had allowed herself to be blindfolded, tied down and fucked by a stranger that happened to be a co-worker and now
he was blackmailing her. By the time they got done "investigating" her complaint, the video that Bob had would be out and seen by everyone
at work, her family and all of her Facebook contacts.

As far as the cops were concerned, out of the question.
First. This had started with us threatening to expose Bob and ruin him.
Second. Bob hadn't exactly physically dragged her here against her will.
Third. How was she going to explain that she had blown two men and let another one fuck her and THEN decided that she didn't like it.
Even if she did go to the cops, the story would be out and all over town about her degradation and overall slutiness.

With all of that racing through her mind in a matter of seconds, she flattened her tongue on the bottom of his heel and slowly dragged it up
and across the arch to the ball of his foot.
She fought back the impulse to retch and repeated the action.
She had to keep moistening her tongue so that it would glide across the rough skin.
The arch of his foot was smooth though and she could tell that Mr. Smith was enjoying her performance when he gasped and moaned each time
she licked that area.
After a few minutes of this, she switched to the other foot and repeated the whole act.
"Oh! That feels so good! Now, don't forget the toes baby. Suck on my toes.

Pam thought for sure that she was going to vomit. It wasn't the idea of having Mr. Smith's toes in her mouth. It wasn't that long ago that
she had a man's dick in her mouth. Hell, counting Mr. Smith, she'd had 3 dicks in her mouth so far today. She'd even swallowed Bob and Franks cum
sucked them both dry.
It was sucking THIS man's toes and the fact that she knew she was going to have to do it and do it well.
"Can I please have a drink of water? My mouth is dry."

"You can get it yourself. We're not here to serve you."

Pam pushed herself up to a standing position. She turned towards the bar and saw every guy in the room staring at her with animal lust.
To a man they all had bulges in their pants where their cocks were straining to get free.
Even Frank from accounting, who had cum less than 15 minutes before was straining to bust out of his fly.

She walked over to the bar and went to the sink behind it. She grabbed a glass from the counter and turned on the tap.
After running the water for a few seconds she filled the glass.
Just as she raised it to her lips, Bob said "Stop! Bring it over here and stand in front of us. We want to watch you drink."

Pam just sighed in submission. She walked back over to the chair that Mr. Smith was sitting in and turned to face the room.
She raised the glass to her lips and took a sip. The water felt good in her parched mouth but she knew that this was not what the men wanted to see.
Once again she raised the glass to her mouth, tilted her head back and took a long gulp of water.
Tilting her head back of course caused her chest to stick out and the swallowing of the water made her throat pulse as if she was swallowing a large cock.
Men really are stimulated by visual images. Pam could her a few of the men breathing heavily at this simple act of drinking water.
Just for good measure, she allowed the last of the water to overflow her mouth and spill out onto her chin, down her neck and over her breasts.

Pam turned back to face Mr. Smith. She held the empty glass towards him and said "Thank you,Sir. I'm grateful for your kindness."
He reached for the glass and before he realized that he had taken it for her, he had placed it on the floor next to his chair.

"Now, I believe you have some unfinished business with my feet."
"Yes Sir. Right away, Sir. Thank you, Sir". Pam realized that she had responded without thinking about it. It just seemed natural.

She sank to her knees and once again reached for one of Mr. Smith's feet.
She kissed the bottom of his big toe and then wrapped her lips around the end of it and sucked it into her mouth like a strawberry.
She had never had a man's toes in her mouth before but she seemed to instinctively know what to do. "Maybe" She thought "this is what I'm meant for".

She couldn't believe that she had just heard herself say that in her own head. Surely she was just submitting to this humiliation until she could
figure out a way out the situation with Bob. Right?

In the movies a little version of herself would appear on each shoulder. The one that looked like an angel would say "I'm a career woman.
I have goals and ambitions. I'm on the fast track to management. I'm a loving wife."
The one on the other shoulder, the one that looked like a devil would say"Yeah? Then why am I naked in a room full of men, on my
knees with a stranger's toes in my mouth? Why is my pussy dripping wet at the thought of how many of these men will fuck me
before the day is over?

While this was going on in her head, Pam worked over Mr. Smith's big toe. Then she shifted to the next two, sucking them into her mouth
and sliding her tongue between and around them.
Finally, she switched to the last two toes. She repeated the action of the previous pair, sucking and licking them.

Mr. Smith was making a lot of noises now. As Pam finished sucking his toes she looked up and saw that he had his cock in his hand and
was pumping it furiously. He seemed oblivious to the other guys staring at him with looks of disdain on their faces.

Her 'angel' said "Look at that loser. There's a hot submissive woman at his feet and he's jerking off instead of fucking her."
Her 'devil' replied "Sure, he's a loser but what does that say about the naked career woman, on her knees, in front of a roomful of people,
sucking that loser's toes?"

While Mr. Smith continued to pleasure himself, Pam switched to his other foot. "Just a few more minutes and this will be over.
The way he's yanking on that thing, he's not going to last much longer"

"All of it." She heard him moan. "Put all of it in your mouth and suck on it."
He had his foot extended and pointed at her.
She looked up at him and saw that he had his shirt bunched up near the top of his chest.
He was still pulling on his dick with one hand and with the other he was playing with his balls.

Pam thought about it for a second and then took his first two toes into her mouth.
She determined that opening her mouth all the way wouldn't be the best way. That would prevent her from making her mouth as wide as she
would need to fit all of his toes in at the same time.
After she had his first two toes lubed up with spit she took the middle one in. A few seconds of that and then, just as she was about to take on the
next one, he wiggled his foot and shoved both of the remaining ones into her mouth.

Her mouth was stretched tight around all five of his toes. He started trying to thrust his foot into her mouth.
Pam 's automatic response was to try to pull away. Just as she was almost clear of his foot she felt a hand on the back of her head.
"Uh-uh." Bob whispered in her ear "Finish this. You've almost finished him. Stop now and he might want to put his foot in your cunt."

The thought of this scumbag foot-fucking her was more than she could handle.
She grabbed his ankle and held his foot firmly in place. If she was going to do this, it would be on her terms.
"That's right." the little devil voice said "Tell yourself that as long as you maintain some sense of control then you're not the slut piece of meat
they think you are."
The little angle voice remained strangely quiet.

Holing his foot, she worked her mouth back and forth. Little by little more of his foot made it's way into her mouth.
Her tongue was working overtime to keep everything moist and slippery.
Once she was past the knuckle of the big toe, the foot narrowed considerably. She couldn't fit much more of it into her mouth but
She moved her head back and forth a little, letting her tongue do most of the work. She tried to work it between his toes but they were too
far back in her mouth to do much of that.

Now that her mouth had adjusted to being stretched, she really started to 'blow" his foot. If she couldn't get all of it, she'd make sure that
the part she was able to take was getting her best.
"That's a good little whore!" There was that devil voice again "You're almost there. Just give yourself over to it and you'll be there.
All you need to do is admit that you're nothing but a pussy, ass and mouth. It's easy. Just,,, Let,,, Go!"
"Fuck you bitch! I'm in control" she screamed in her mind. "I know exactly what I am!"
She heard the devil voice laughing at her.

Pam looked up at Mr. Smith and locked eyes with him. As she held his gaze she put her tongue out as far as she could and licked the bottom
of his foot. He looked at her, he saw her tongue massaging the sole of his foot while her mouth was stretched around his toes.
That was all it took to set him off.
He threw his head back, let out a loud moan and began to cum.
The first blast hit him right below the chin.
The next three landed on his chest and the fifth one landed on his stomach.
The remainder ran down his cock and over the hand he'd been stroking himself with.

Mr. Smith just sort of collapsed in the chair. "C'mere." He muttered "Come up here. I have to have you.
I can make you a very wealthy woman. I need to see you. Take your mask off and let me look at you."

Pam turned and looked in panic at Bob. This was not part of the agreement.

(to be continued)

[telem]

OMG i wish you could see the wet patch now forming in my panties, another unbeleivably sexy chapter, cannot wait to read the next.

[nadoknar]

another fine chapter,

very good, take your time to write it, but cant wait for more... really good

nadoknar

[A-Tizzle]

Brilliant. Pure brilliance. I'm not a feet fan myself but the way you detailed has got hard as a diamond in an ice storm. Anxiously awaiting wat is going to happen to Pam next.

[justbored89]

damn good story!

[crelone]

Great story line. Some parts are a little quirky but all in all it's a great story. Can't wait till the next chapter comes out.

[Calibigtits89]

Im not a foot person or much of an s&m fan either but your way with words is unbelievable. My pussy is dripping wet after reading that. I catch myself moaning and im not even touching myself. I cannot wait to read the rest. I hope there are many chapters to come!

[bluntx]

hot story i could imagine that slut being used like that very hot

[BlackOnWhite92]

Great read!

[7nova]

Still waiting..

[speakeasy]

Pam tried to pull away from Mr. Smith but he quickly grabbed the loose end of the leash that was attached to her collar.
She put her hands on his knees and locked her elbows, trying desperately to keep herself out of his reach.

Bob meanwhile, went behind the chair that Mr. Smith was sitting in and put his hands on his shoulders. He pulled him back
in the chair and held him there. "Let go of the leash buddy. It's over."

He looked at Pam and told her to clean up the "mess" that his guest had made while he explained things to him.

"My friend, this is twice now that you've lost your self control regarding my little fuck toy. That is unacceptable.
Pam is not going to remove her mask for you. The mask is there to remind you that she's not one of our peers"

Pam took Mr. Smith's hand and brought it to her mouth. One by one she put his fingers into her mouth and cleaned the cum off of them.
Once she was done with his fingers, she licked the back of his hand until it too was clean.

"She is here for our amusement. To serve our wants and needs. You can't buy her because she has no value."

Pam now moved up to Mr Smith's stomach. Licking her way up to his navel, using her tongue to clean up his rapidly cooling cum trail.

"Don't think of her as something you can possess. There are plenty of others like her out there. Go find your own toy to play with.
This one's mine."

Pam had worked her way up to Mr. Smith's chest. pushing his shirt up even higher, she licked his nipples and the sparse chest hair
that had become matted when he shot his load all over himself.

"Just as soon as she's done cleaning you up, I want you to pull yourself together and go home. No harm, no foul. We'll see you next weekend
at Mike's house and no one will mention this incident ever again. Right fellas?"

"SURE BOB!!!" came a chorus of agreement "No problem. We're just here for a good time."

Pam had climbed up Mr. Smith's body and now was leaning on him. She took his head in both of her hands and looked him right in the eye.
Her tongue slowly wormed it's way from between her lips and licked up the last drop of cum that had landed on his chin.
She was half tempted to shove her tongue into his mouth and let him taste his own sperm. She thought better of it though.
It would probably make his head explode.

She pushed herself away from the chair and stood up straight. She couldn't help herself. She felt proud that she had reduced this angry,
woman hating bastard, down to a sniveling little boy.
She looked at Bob and used her thumb and forefinger to wipe her cheeks. She then stuck each one in her mouth and sucked them clean too.

Bob took in her little act of defiance and said "Pam, it was very nice the way you used your mouth to lick up all of that filthy cum but
when I said to clean up the mess, I was thinking more along the lines of you going to the sink and getting a wet wash cloth.
I have to admit though, your way seems much more appropriate to your station. Don't you think?"

Pam was taken aback. It hadn't occurred to her to do anything other than what she had done.
They thought she was nothing but a cum-dumpster and she was starting to act like one.

"So close" she heard the little devil voice on her shoulder say "We're almost there. You just have to admit it and the rest is easy."

As Mr. Smith was making his way up the stairs, on his way out, Bob addressed the remaining men in his basement. "Boys, Pam seems to
think pretty highly of herself all of a sudden.
The second quarter of the game is about to begin and I think it's time she learn her lesson. What do you say?"

"Hell yes!" she heard
"I've got what she needs" someone else said
"What are we waiting for?"

Pan felt hands on her shoulders right before she was dragged to the floor.
"Oh shit!" she thought "This is it!"

Mr. Jordan laid her out on the floor and unceremoniously spread her legs, grabbed his cock and drove it into her.
She was fairly well lubricated so that wasn't the problem.
She realized that now, no one was interesting in whether or not if felt good to her.

Mr. Jordan fucked her for a few minutes while everyone else stood around in a circle and watched.
Most of them were naked, a few were getting there and two of them just had their dicks in their hands.

Suddenly, Mr. Jordan worked his arms underneath her and as one, flipped them over so that she was now on top of him.
He pushed her up so that she was sitting on him in the 'cowgirl' position.
He reached around her and put both hands on her ass and pulled her down on his cock until they were grinding pubic bones together.

This is Pam's favorite position as it allows her clit to be rubbed, and the stroking motion of their bodies had his cock hitting her G-spot
on every thrust.
She was grapping her tit with her right hand while her teeth were biting down on the knuckle of the other.
She had her head thrown back and her eyes closed do she didn't notice that Tom Peterson from accounting was now standing next to her.
He reached down and grabbed the leash that was still attached to her collar and tugged on it, getting her attention.
She looked up to find his cock inches from her mouth.
She only hesitated long enough to think "Great! This will be the third guy I work with, that has had his dick in my mouth today.
I'll probably end up having to swallow his load too."
Then she took her finger out of her mouth, grabbed his cock and sucked it in.

Fucking a guy while sitting on his lap and blowing a guy at the same time is kind of like that old trick of rubbing your stomach and patting
the top of your head at the same time. It just isn't as easy as it sounds. The timing is key.

Pam decided that the best way to go about it was to create a tight seal around Tom's cock with her mouth and let him do the in and out,
while grinding on Mr. Jordan's cock and let him control the up and down.

Once again the little devil on her shoulder snickered. "Gee. It's almost like you've decided that you really are just a collection of wet
holes for them to stick their dicks in. Who'd of thought?"

If Mr. Jordan had indeed been the one fucking her from behind while she blew Frank, then he had already cum once. That meant he was
going to last awhile this time. She figured she's give Tom the blow job he was looking for.

She grabbed hold of his ass and pulled him into her mouth. He was just slightly larger than average in length and girth so she had no
trouble taking all of his cock.
On the out-stroke, she focused on the area just below the head. On the inward stroke, she made sure that the top of the head brushed the
hard palate in the back of her mouth while her tongue massaged the shaft. Her motion was provided by Mr. Jordan, thrusting up from below.
Tom seemed to be trying to fight off his orgasm. Every time she could feel him about to shoot, he'd stop his thrusting and she could
feel the muscles in his groin area tighten up.
This couldn't go on. She had to get him to finish. There were still 5 or 6 cocks here that hadn't been in her yet. 5 or 6 men that hadn't
used her and cum on her. "What the Hell am I thinking? Do I want this?

After about five minutes she decided to make her move. The next time he started to thrust his cock into her mouth, she took her index finger
and shoved it into his asshole.
In less time than it takes to type this, three things happened. 1) He let out our a sound that was somewhere between a howl and a yodel.
2) His cock got even harder than it was and 3) He started cumming in massive amounts.

Pam kept her hands on his ass pulling him deep into her mouth. With the amount of jizz he was unloading into her, she knew that the best
way to ensure that none of it escaped her lips was to make sure that it all went straight down her throat.
All she had to do was hold her breath and not choke until his balls were depleted.

At last she felt his dick start to wilt in her mouth. She removed her hands from his ass and he pulled back away from her.
She wasn't aware of how many of the other guys noticed her finger trick and she wasn't going to tell. (figured she'd save that in case she needed
to use it again.)
Once his cock was free of her mouth, he grabbed her head and held it still while he wiped it on her cheek. "That's for the finger in my ass bitch".
"Well" she thought "so much for keeping it a secret".

Pam figured it was time to focus on Mr. Jordan's cock. He really seemed to know how use it.
She resumed her grinding motion, crushing her clit into his pelvic bone and rotating back and forth, side to side.

She could feel herself getting close to orgasm and suddenly, Mr. Jordan sat up. This put them face to face.
He wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug and then pulled her with him as he laid back down.
She felt him release one of his arms from around her back and later, after viewing the video, she realized that he signaled to one of the other men.
She became aware that someone had come up and was kneeling behind her.

She felt something warm and wet hit her right on the puckered entrance to her ass. At first, she thought that whomever it was had jerked off
and cum on her. Then she realized that the one splat that she felt, wasn't enough to have been a cum shot.
"What the fuck!" she thought "Did this guy just spit on my asshole? Why the Hell would he want to spit on my ass"

Just as she was completing that thought, she found out. "AAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" she screamed as she felt the dick of her new playmate
enter her ass. "Oh Please! Not that! I'll do anything! Anything! but please not that!"

She really isn't into assplay!
As much as she doesn't like it, she probably would have been able to handle it better if Mr. Jordan didn't have his cock in her pussy. It didn't give
her asshole much room to stretch and it felt like her insides were stuffed to the point of splitting.

She buried her face in Mr. Jordan's shoulder. It took all of her effort NOT to bite down to help lessen the pain.

The three of them just laid there for a little bit. Letting themselves get used to the feel of each other.
The agony had just started to subside when she felt the cock in her ass start to move back and forth ever so slightly.
At the same time, Mr. Jordan started to push his dick in and out of her pussy.
Instinct must have come into play because in only a few strokes they had everything synced up.
Mr. Jones (her new name for the unknown guy in her ass) would pull back as Mr. Jordan pushed in and vice versa.

Pam really didn't have any say in the matter so she decided to try relaxing her sphincter and, if possible at all, enjoy this.
She really didn't have to do much. The two men seemed to have worked out the rhythm between themselves.

"Now you've finally figured it out. Haven't you? asked the little devil voice "They're not having sex with you. They are fucking you."

(to be continued)

[A-Tizzle]

Brilliant! As usual brilliant! Anxious to see the next part!

[bluntx]

great read! looks like a great build up thus far. She is almost there, almost a certified cum dumpster :D

can't wait for the next

[telem]

first class as usual, always keep us wanting more dont you

[amitforyou]

nice one

[Calibigtits89]

MORE!!!!!!!!!

[Afun89]

It gets better with every chapter. Can't wait for the next one.

[nadoknar]

and now things are getting more complicated... complicated in that more people are involved.... can't wait to read more, this is really good thank you

[speakeasy]

Pam felt something inside her break. Nothing physical though. Was it her spirit? Her self-esteem? Her pride?
All she knew was that something had changed in her. Something that she didn't know if she could ever get back.

She needed to clear her head and get back in the game. She began to raise her head off of Mr. Jordan's shoulder.
Just when she was about to open her mouth and take a deep breath she became aware of Mike Wilson.
He was kneeling right next to Mr. Jordan and his cock was just inches away from her face.

Of the four co-workers there, Mike was the one she worked closest with. He was on level with her immediate supervisor
and although Pam/Nina reported to Rita Sullivan, both Rita and Mike shared her as administrative assistant.

"Well, this will be the fourth guy that I know from work who's dick I've sucked today." She thought. "This will complete the set.
Jesus! Don't any of these guys like to fuck anymore?"

Of course she was immediately reminded that indeed, two guys were currently fucking her. One in her pussy and one in her ass.
Now Mike wanted to shove his dick in her mouth.
There was probably a sexual term for what was about to happen. Was it a "hat-trick" like in hockey or maybe a "trifecta"
like they have in horse racing.
She decided that she liked the baseball term "unassisted triple play".

She licked her lips, looked up at Mike and said "What are you waiting for Sir. I still have one more hole to fill. Are you going to make me
beg for it?"

"Not a whole lot." He said with a smile. "Once will do fine. Just once I wanna hear a chick ask me to let her suck my cock.

The action in her lower half was starting to increase and Pam knew that shortly, she wouldn't be able to do much talking.
"Please Sir. Would you please let me suck on your magnificent cock? I'm so hungry for it. I want you to use my mouth for your pleasure"
This sounded like the bad dialog you hear in porno movies but she didn't have time to think of anything else to say.

Either way, it didn't really seem to matter to Mike. He quickly shoved his cock into her waiting mouth.

With 3 cocks in her, Mr. Jones took control of the movement.
When he pushed in her ass, it made her mouth move down on Mike's cock while at the same time causing her pussy to ride up on
Mr. Jordan's dick.
Then, when Jones pulled back so did Pam's mouth on Mike. It also made her slide back down Mr. Jordan's cock.
They were developing a pretty good rhythm and Pam thought for sure that this time she'd be able to get off before the guys did.
All she had to do was forget about the humiliation she was feeling and focus on how good it felt to be stuffed full of hot hard cocks.

Of course, it wasn't to be. Pam noticed a guy approach from the right and then another on her left. They were both nude and each had
a raging hard-on in his hand.
They each knelt down on either side of her and offered her their cocks.

She pulled her mouth off of Mike's cock and replaced it with the one on her right. She gave him a few good strokes with her lips
and switched to the one on her left.
A few seconds of that and she switched back to Mike.
This rotation went on for a couple of minutes. Once she had the two "new" cocks nice and slick she went back to sucking on Mike.
Then she raised up as much as she could and grabbed each of the cocks in her hands.

She tried to give equal attention to everyone but there just wasn't any way she could do it all.
Five cocks at a time was just too much.
The guys who's cocks she was stroking with her hands would just have to make do until it became their turn to fuck her.

"Holy shit!" she realized "Every one of these men are going to fuck me before the day's over. What have I done?"

Mr. Jones was the first one to cum. He grabbed her hips and held her still while he shoved his cock deep in her ass.
The sensation was so intense that she thought for sure she'd bite Mike's cock in her mouth.
Then Jones yanked his cock out of her (which didn't hurt nearly as much as when he shoved it in but it was close) and started
fucking her ass cheeks. She imagined that it must have looked a lot like tittie fucking.

Jones let out a groan as he began to shoot his hot load on her back. It was hot and wet. She was pretty sure that she remembered
someone else cumming on her back earlier but couldn't be sure.

As soon as he finished firing off his load he fell back away from her.
"Next!" He said with a chuckle "Don't worry about sloppy seconds, I didn't cum in her."

"That wasn't for my benefit." She thought to herself "Me, he doesn't care about. He's only concerned about the next guy to
follow him."

The guy she was jerking off with her left hand quickly got up and moved around to replace Jones and unceremonially, forced his cock
into her ass.
Forced might not be the right word. This time, the violation of her ass didn't hurt as much. Maybe this one was smaller. Maybe she was more relaxed or maybe Jones
had stretched her out.

Immediately, there was a new guy waiting for her on her left.
She gave him a few pumps with her mouth and then began giving him his hand job.

Once she returned to Mike's cock, Pam could tell he was about to cum. His hip thrusts became shorter and faster. His dick grew larger and harder.
He grabbed her head, pulled himself out of her mouth and told "Open up and say aah bitch!"

Pam opened her mouth as far as she could and stuck out her tongue. She felt like she was at the Dr's office getting her tonsils checked.
Mike rested the head of his cock on the tip of her tongue and gave it a few tugs.

The first blast hit the back of her mouth so hard she thought for sure she'd gag.
By the time the second blast erupted from him, she was prepared for it and handled it like the experienced cock sucker that she is.
Mike's cock twitched with the third shot and it glanced off the roof of her mouth before being added to the puddle growing in back.
A few more good blasts and then Mike's orgasm began to trickle off.
It became not much more than a dribble and then Mike squeezed the base of his dick and slowly pulled his hand up towards the head.
It was as if he was trying to get the last of the tooth paste out of the tube.

The last drop hung on the tip of his dick until he wiped it on her tongue.
"Don't you swallow that yet!" he ordered her. "Show me how much of a cum guzzler you are."

Pam opened her mouth as far as she could until it started to ache. She made a dam with the back of her tongue and pushed it forward
until she felt the pool of jizz touch the inside of her lower lip.
She looked up and made eye contact with Mike.
His eyes were big and his breathing was hard. Pam was sure that if it was possible, he would have cum again right then

"Now swallow it whore!. Make sure to show me how much you like it"

"Thank God!" she thought "There's nothing worse than cold cum."

Pam pushed the puddle forward just a little bit more until a small amount trickle over her lip and land on her chin. Then she threw her head back
and while trying to keep her mouth open, swallowed the entire load in one shot.
She let out an "Aaaah" as if she had just had her first drink of cold water after a week in the desert. She stuck out her tongue to show Mike that she
had swallowed all of it. She ran her tongue over her teeth and all around her cheeks making sure that she had gotten every drop out of her mouth.
As a finally, she stretched out her tongue in her best Gene Simmons impression and lapped up the bit of cum that had escaped her mouth.
Then she once again swallowed to clear her tongue before showing that it was once again clean of any man juice.

(to be continued)

[A-Tizzle]

Amazing as always. Might be the best chapter yet. Waiting eagerly!

[telem]

i also really enjoyed this chapter the most, although feeling so sorry for Pam, hopefully the thing that clicked in side her, will make her come tops over all these sleaze bags

[bluntx]

great read! rather short but great none the less! can't wait for more :D i think she's finally broken...she realised she is nothing more than a fuck toy to these men and is now acting the part. i feel bad for the husband that has to take that back.

[crelone]

Great chapter, I really enjoyed that one. Keep up the good work!

[Afun89]

We can't wait for the next chapter. I think you've inspired my wife to try something new. Thanks!

[speakeasy]

Pam realized that everyone had stopped moving and was watching her.
Just the look on their faces told her that they had enjoyed her display of cock-sucking skills.
The guy behind her couldn't see what was happening but he knew that something spectacular had occurred.

Pam worked her jaw side to side to loosen it up a bit. It was starting to ache and she knew that it was only going to get worse.

She turned to look at the guy that had his dick in her right hand. "I believe that you're next Sir. Unless you prefer my hand."

"Oh Hell No!" He exclaimed "I'm gonna get me some of that!"
He poked his dick at her face until she opened her mouth and took it in.
In the time it took him to move around to the front of her, another cock had replaced his in her right hand.

The cycle began again with the guy fucking her ass controlling the motion.

After a couple of minutes of this new round, she felt Mr. Jordan start to push her up to a sitting position.
This changed her position which caused the dick in her backside to slide out

"What the Hell, Dude?" Her backdoor buddy complained.

"Sorry fellas" Mr. Jordan replied "I need to cum and I want to add my load to the collection."

Pam was know in a kneeling position and Mr. Jordan slid out from underneath her.
He quickly stood and started pulling on his dick.
He aimed at the little hollow at the base of her neck and within seconds began shooting his load on her.

The first few shots hit her in the neck and the rest of them splattered on her chest right above her tits.

By the time he was finished cumming, it has started to run down in her cleavage.
He held his dick to her face and said "Give it a kiss baby! Show it that you love it."

Pam leaned in and pursed her lips. She gave the tip of his cock a kiss.
When she pulled away, there was a shiny strand of cum stretching between her bottom lip and Mr. Jordan's cock.

Finally, she leaned back far enough that the strand broke off and fell. Now it hung from her lip and hung down over her chin.
Pam tilted her head back until the strand touched and stuck to her neck.

She made no attempt to wipe it away.
There she knelt, cum on her chin, tits and all over her back. She didn't know it at the time but there were plenty of globs in the hair
protruding from the bottom of her mask.
Pam looked up at Mr. Jordan and smiled "Thank you for allowing me to pleasure you sir. It was an honor to have you inside me.
Is there anything else you desire of me?"

"Not right now. I'm sure I can think of something though. If time allows."

Just then, Bob push an ottoman into the center of the room. It was covered in a plastic sheet.
It was a little over 18 inches wide and about 2 feet long.

"Pam? Will you come over here on your own or do I need to drag you over by your leash?"

"I'll come to you Mr. Franklin. I just need a second."

Pam started to get into a standing position. "Uh-uh!" Bob said "On your knees."

She put her hands down on the floor and started to crawl like a baby towards Bob and the ottoman.

"No!" Bob barked at her. "I said ON YOUR KNEES! As a matter of fact, I want you to put your hands behind your head, fingers laced.
I want your elbows straight out to the sides."

Pam quickly complied. With her arms sticking out like they were, she looked like a 't'.

"Now, walk over here, on... your... knees."

Pam was looking forward with her head tilted slightly up.

Pam began to shuffle over towards Bob. The carpet was rough on her knees and she'd have rug burns to deal with tomorrow.
Her arms out from her body and her hands behind her head also made her tits rise up and stick out.

The motion caused by walking on her knees caused her breasts to once again sway back and forth with a little up and down movement.

Every eye in the room was focused on her. She was a sight that would cause many a strong man weak, both physically and morally.

It was only about fifteen feet to the ottoman but the guys formed two lines, creating an aisle for Pam to walk down.
As she passed each man, he smacked her on the ass.
Individually each smack stung a little but, by time she'd received three on each butt cheek she was really starting to feel it.
Of course, each smack on the ass caused the tits to jiggle even more than they already were.

Finally she reached the ottoman. Bob was standing on the far side of it.
Her ass was bright red and she was having trouble fighting back tears.
The humiliation hurt even more than the physical abuse.

He looked amused as he ordered her to look at him.
"I'm feeling generous. I'll let you choose your position.
Do you want to bend over the ottoman and take it that way or would you prefer to be on your back?"

Pam figured that the sting on her ass would fade now that the spankings had stopped but she knew that she had to get off her knees now
if she wanted to be able to walk tomorrow.

"Please sir. If it's ok with you, I'd prefer to be on my back for awhile."

"As you wish." Bob said. "Now, turn around and sit on the edge."

Pam did as instructed. Her tender backside felt some relief as it came to rest on the cool plastic sheet.
As soon as she was seated she felt Bob's hands on her shoulders pulling her back and down.
When her back touched the plastic, she could feel the loads of cum on her back being squished and spread out.
It was a cold clammy feeling that she just hoped she could ignore.

Her shoulders came to rest right at the end of the ottoman. Just as Pam was realizing that her head extended past the end, she felt Bob
pull her leash down and secure it somewhere below her.
He then walked around and knelt at her feet.
He wasn't about to propose to her though.
He grabbed her left foot and clipped her ankle to the foot on the ottoman. Then he did the same with her right foot.

This left her legs spread, with the lower half angled back towards the ottoman. This position caused her pubic mound to rise presenting her
pussy for all to see. After the fuckings she had received, her labia were loose and moisture could be see shining in the light of the overhead fixture.

"Gentlemen!" Bob called out "We're running short on time. Pam has almost full-filled her obligation and you need to finish up with her.
The game is just about to go to half-time. I'd prefer that you cum on her instead of in her but either way we need to pick up the pace.
I've got something planned for her big send off but everyone will need to recover enough to give her one more tribute. So, have at 'er boys!"

There was a surge of naked man flesh as each guy tried to get to her.
Tom Jackson was the first one between her legs and he slid his cock home with no effort and began pumping.
Pam's head was hanging off the opposite end of the ottoman and it only took a second for another dick to work its way past her lips.
Two guys took up position on either side and presented themselves to her hands.

It all became a blur to Pam. Tom pulled out her, shot all over her belly and was quickly replaced by another man.
The guy face fucking her was next. She swallowed the first blast of cum before he pulled out of her and unloaded on her chin and chest.
He too was replaced by the next man waiting his turn.

The guy on her right apparently wasn't willing to wait for an opening. He splattered on her ribcage and tits.
The current man in her pussy pulled out and placed the head of his cock on her belly button right before he filled it with cum.
The man on her left, Mike Wilson, disengaged from her hand job and went around to take his turn in her pussy.

Pam lost track of who was where. As soon as one would cum he'd be replaced by another. A couple of them could even claim to have fucked
her in every hole over the course of the day.

The one thing that stuck out in her mind was that, at some point, a guy that she was jerking off with her left hand suddenly yelled out
"Holy Shit! Look at this!" He held up her hand for everyone to see. Right there, shining in the light was her wedding ring.
"This cunt's married! I figured she was a hooker that he hired to play the part but she's some guy's wife."

The idea that this woman being used and abused as a sex slave, was a married woman must have had been exciting because the cum shots
started coming at a furious rate.

"Imagine what their reaction would be if they knew I sat next to them at work five days a week" She thought.

By the time the gun went off to signal the end of the first half, every man in the room with the exception of Bob and the one that said he only
wanted to watch, had unloaded his balls on her,

Pam lay there panting. All that fucking. All those cocks and she hadn't had a real orgasm.
Trying to give head to one while jerking off two made it hard to focus on the one she needed to. That plus the fact that these men weren't concerned
about her needs meant that they usually came before she did.
She was used to men that felt proud of how many times they could make a woman orgasm.

The men started to drift away and recompose themselves. Some of them went over to to the bar to grab some napkins so they could clean themselves
up.

Bob approached her and said "I'll unhook you but you have to promise that you won't try to wipe up anything that's on you."

"Ok. I mean...Thank you sir."

Bob unhooked her ankles first. Pam stretched out her stiff legs with a slight groan.
When he unclipped her leash, she was able to scooch down far enough so that she could rest her head on the ottoman.
This, unfortunately dragged her hair through the puddles of cum that were around her head on the plastic sheet.
She didn't care! She just wanted to rest her neck and shoulder muscles for awhile.

Soon, the halftime show came out of their first commercial break.
Bob walked up to Pam and ordered her into a sitting position. Then he clipped her leash back on and told her to stand.
He signaled to the one man that hadn't used her. "I need to get her upstairs. Could you give me a hand?"

Her legs were week and her knees were sore and stiff but together they were able to get her up the basement stairs.

Bob led them out to the garage. It was immaculately clean. It looked like there had never been a car parked in it.
In the center of the garage was a mat. It looked like the mats Pam had seen in gymnastics class back in her school days.

Pam whimpered a bit when Bob lead her to the center of the mat and told her to kneel. Her knees were very sore and the two men took pitty on her
and helped her down.
Bob produced a metal bar about two feet long. On each end was a clip that was on a swivel.
He attached the bar to the rings on the ankle of her boots. This caused her calves to extend out behind her, spread by the bar between them.
Then he attached a chain about eight inches long to each of her wrist cuffs and attached them to the same rings on her boots.

He attached a long chain from her collar to an eye bolt sticking out of the ceiling.

All of this prevented her from either standing up or laying down.

Bob walked over to a bench against the wall and pick up two objects.
They were two weights about an inch and a half long and about the diameter of a woman's index finger.
Turns out they were "practice plugs". Weights used by fishermen to put on the line when they wanted to work on their casting skills.

These were attached to the nipple rings. The pull on her tits just reminded her of the tight, biting teeth on the rings that she'd have to remove later.

Bob went back to the bench and returned with a ball-gag but not a typical one. This one was black and looked like a 3/4 inch disc with a 3 inch
phallus sticking out of the center of it.
When he approached Pam with it, she had a determined look on her face. Her jaws were clamped tight and there was fire in her eyes.

Bob looked down on her and smiled. "Now Pam, You have to know that this is going to happen. You can fight it. As a matter of fact, I'll probably like
it more if you resist but it's going to happen.
So,,,You can open up and welcome it into your mouth or I can pull on those weights hanging from your tits and shove it in while you scream. Your choice."

Pam just stared at him for about 5 seconds. Then, he could see the fire go out.
She relaxed her jaw and bit down on her lower lip. She ran the tip of her tongue across her lips and with a sigh of resignation said
"As you wish Sir. If it pleases you, it pleases me."

Bob leaned down towards her head. He took the ball-gag and put the rubber penis to her lips.
She opened her mouth and he pushed it in. "Open wide Pam. This needs to get inside there."

Pam opened her mouth as wide as she could get it. Bob held her lower jaw and wedged the disc part of the gag into her mouth until
it was in place right behind her canine teeth.
Then he took the latex straps and ran them behind her head and attached them through a set of double "D" rings.
He drew the two straps tight and with her hands behind her, there was no way for her to get the gag out of her mouth.

Once again, Bob returned to the bench. This time he reached into a drawer and withdrew what could only be described as the dildo from Hell.
The main shaft looked like a typical penis shaped dildo except is was HUGE. It wasn't as big in diameter as a man's fore arm but it was close.
It was bent back like a banana and had a nectarine sized head on it. It was about eight inches from base to tip.

About an inch up from the base was the first "appendix". It was about the thickness of an index finger. It came out at a slight angle and then straighten
to point up. It was about four and a half inches long.
The second "appendix" was on the opposite side of the first. It started about two inches from the base. This one was the thickness of a man's thumb
and covered in little nubs like an inside-out golf ball.

"Can you guess where this is going Pammie?" Bob asked "I know that you haven't been given a chance to reach climax tonight. I'm pretty sure that this will
even up the score for you though"

He pushed a button on the bottom of the dildo and it came to life.
The main shaft looked like it had a rotating corkscrew in it. It twisted, throbbed and stretched and retracted.
The first "appendix" expanded to about twice it's original diameter and contracted with a pulse of it's own..
The second "appendix" simply vibrated rapidly.

Pam's eyes got big. She tried shaking her head back and forth and started trying to say something around the rubber cock in her mouth.
It sounded like she was saying "nonononononono!" She need not have bothered for all the good it was going to do her.

Bob turned it off and reached around her an put a belt around her waist and cinched it tight. There was a second belt that attached behind her and
hung down like a tail.
He picked up the dildo and moved it under her. The bulbous head nudged up against her pussy lips.
Little by little he worked it up inside her.
As it progressed, the second of the two appendixes parted her labia and came to rest against her clitoris.
Bob reached underneath her and worked the first, smaller appendix into the last remaining orifice, her ass.

Pam suddenly discovered a new problem. The ball gag in her mouth made it impossible for her to swallow.
Saliva was starting to build up in her mouth and the only way to get rid of it was to tilt her head down and let it run from her lips.
There was a wet shiny string of it running from her mouth, down her chin to her tits.

"I'd offer you a bib" Bob said with mock sympathy "but it would defeat the purpose of your final task of the day."

Bob reached into his pocket and pulled out the two black discs that fitted over the eye holes in Pam's mask.
He knelt down and got eye to eye with her.
"Lights out Pam. I'll see you in a little while. It's almost over. You've performed like a real professional today. A professional whore that is!"

With that he placed the discs over her eyes. There were small magnets in the mask and the disc were padded metal. They clicked into place.
Pam was now completely blind, hands and legs bound and a three pronged dildo inside her.
She tried to imagine what Bob had planned next. How much worse could it get?

"Worse?" The little devil voice taunted "How can it be worse if you're enjoying it?"

"I'm not enjoying this!!! This is the worst day of my life. I've never felt so degraded. Ever!"

"Really? Then why is your pussy dripping almost as much as your mouth? You've been fucked in every hole you've got. You've sucked
more cocks today than a porn star. You've gotten your ass spanked and your nipples yanked on.
You're such a total slut that you even crawled across the room to get some more.
You want to know what's next? Think about what Bob's doing with his hands between your legs.
What's next? I'll give you a hint. It goes BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!"

Bob had reached between her legs and grabbed the loose end of the belt hanging behind her. With his other hand, he pressed the on button
on the dildo. Then he drew the end of the belt up tight between her legs and fixed it to the buckle on the belt around her waist.
It looked like a chastity belt but instead of keeping things out of her vagina, this one kept the dildo in.

As soon as it was turned on, Pam arched her back and started to scream behind the gag.
It looked like she was being electrocuted but in reality she was being overwhelmed with pleasure.
After all of the "almost cumming" she went through, this was like all of those missed orgasms hitting her at once.

Bob and the other man headed back down to the basement to lay out the rest of the schedule to the guys downstairs.

Pam had no way of knowing that they had left her there alone. For now anyway.

By the time they got downstairs, the 2nd half of the game was well underway. Some of the men were actually watching it.
The rest were hanging around the bar drinking and eating snacks.

Bob got everyone's attention. "Guys! Here's the deal. Pam's in the garage waiting to say good bye to everyone. She's gonna do it one man at a time though.
As soon as your are able, each of you can go upstairs and pay her your regards.
Do not speak to her or touch her in anyway. All I want you to do is jerk off and cum on her. Where ever you like.
When you are finished please ring the doorbell on your way out so that we'll know when to send up the next guy.
Who wants to go first?"

(To be continued)