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.

 

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.

 

good story. what happened at the party

 

i like the purpose of the story

 

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

 

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

 

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.

 

Good Story

 

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.

 

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)

 

absolutely fantastic, very sexy indeed x

 

This chapter's a little long. Sorry 'bout that!

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)

 

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