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

 

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)

 

great story, keep it going thanx

 

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

 

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)

 

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

 

another fine chapter,

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

nadoknar

 

damn good story!

 

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.

 

Mmmmm

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!

 

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

 

Great read!

 

Still waiting..

 

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)

 

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

can't wait for the next

 

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

 

nice one