Author’s Note: Please read this series sequentially to get a better understanding. That being said, let’s continue.
Special thanks to smoothed for helping with the editing of this chapter.
Chapter’s Notes: This chapter contains a fictional phone number for storyline purposes only. Ghostbusters movie has also referenced the same fictional number. Please don’t waste your time trying to dial the number.
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It was Sunday morning around 9:30, and Jessica was driving back from the airport. Jason had just left for Europe for an undetermined amount of time. He told her that his marketing campaign should be successful around three months, but worst can go up to six months. Jessica had a strong feeling that it somehow involved Tyrone in making sure her husband stays away from her for an extended period.
Jessica could not find how he could manage such a job, but if her activities on Jason’s phone earlier had anything to do with it; she was also an active participant in it. What if Tyrone kept on messing with her husband’s career? What if Tyrone even further extended Jason’s trip? Should she tell Jason that Tyrone hacked his phone? He would throw out that phone and buy a new one; it could solve the problem for him.
But he would have too many questions which she wouldn’t be able to answer. She kept on driving towards her home with tears in her eyes. How was she going to get out of this mess? She had called Mike and canceled their weekly meeting because she had to be with Jason when he leaves the country.
The amount of guilt that she now had was immense. In recent times since Tyrone came back in her life, she had barely talked to Jason properly. Tyrone had made her schedule so busy that by the time she would return home, either Jason was asleep or was about to be. They barely had any time to talk on Saturdays and Sundays were busy with Mike.
She couldn’t even remember when they both made love to each other. Yes, love. She has had raw, lustful, and physically satisfying sex many times with other men. But there was no love in it. Her body was adapting to these recent changes in her life; she had sexual dreams when her master would not contact her for a few days. But her mind and heart still needed Jason. It needed his love. And Jason will not be with her for a long time.
The shame in her head would not let her calm down. She parked her car in their garage and went into the house. As she was walking towards the kitchen to prepare her morning meal as per the nutrition plan, she saw a stranger in her living room. A strange girl confidently sitting at the center of her couch.
Before she could speak, the young woman spoke.
“Don’t bother, slave, I’m a friend of your master and for you I’m your mistress. Before you think to speak, all rules that apply to him also apply with me.”
It mortified Jessica; now other people were also getting involved in her ordeal.
Rose continued, “Your master is extremely generous and always thinks about your safety and luxury. He didn’t want you to be alone for so long, so I am going to stay here full time till your husband returns.
She paused, letting Jessica work out the implications. Stern-faced, Rose went on.
“Since you’re going to live with your mistress, there would be some new temporary rules added to the existing list.
1–You will always use the front door to get in and depart the home unless specifically instructed otherwise.
2–All clothes are off-limits for you inside the house apart from the heels.
3–You will always neatly tie your hair in a ponytail unless instructed otherwise.
4–You will no longer have access to unlock anything in your house. Your master has now updated all your wardrobes with smart locks, which you don’t have access to anymore.
5–There will be a box kept outside the front door and, like all the things, it’s locked and controlled remotely by your master and mistress. Before you enter the house, you will take all your clothes and put it inside the box along with all other belongings. You’ll also follow a similar routine when you leave the house. Everything you need for the day will be inside that box. Only difference, I will lock the box and you’ll wait in your waiting position till I grant permission to leave.
6-During any punishment, you cannot ask permission to cum, no matter what the situation. Without permission if you cum it’ll add another punishment.
7-Waiting Position. Your new default pose will be waiting position. This means your back is against the front door and you proudly face the world. Legs need to be at least two-and-a-half feet apart, hands locked behind your back and your tits proudly forced outwards. You will assume this pose until unlock sound from the front door is audible. When outside in waiting position, you could hear the unlock sound in a few minutes or few hours. Remember you cannot move from your position, no matter who sees you. Otherwise I will increase your wait even further and add more punishments.
It’s not a punishment if your cunt continues to have fun. I’m sure your mind and body will adapt to follow every order soon, like you know how to breathe.”
Rose saw that Jessica was clearly on the verge of tears. And she was enjoying it. Rose felt immediate arousal upon seeing this beautiful professor in such a turmoil and asked her in a stern voice, “do you understand all rules clearly? Nod if you do.”
With no choice left for her, anyway, Jessica nodded. Rose instructed her to follow the rules instantly and take her waiting position outside the front door, explaining that she needs to do it like offering her body to the world outside. If she did not satisfy Rose with her desire to please her mistress, the door will not open, and she might stand naked for the entire day.
Completely mortified with the demands, Jessica rushed to the front door and went outside. The door closed automatically behind her; she had no other way to get back in without following the instructions. She saw the big metal box next to the front door and tried opening it, and it opened. Following her instructions, she removed all her clothes, except the heels and put it all in the box along with the phone, watch and her purse as well.
Jessica remembered the instructions about her hair. Improvising, she fished out her thong from her belongings in the box and used it to secure her hair tightly into a ponytail. She closed the box and heard a click. Just to try it, she attempted to open the box, but it was securely locked. She stood up and turned her back towards the door, spread her legs around three feet apart and interlaced her fingers, hands locked behind her head.
She even leaned backward, as if granting her completely waxed and smooth cunt to the neighborhood. Stretching her elbows even further backwards invitingly.
She was standing outside her front door completely exposed in huge black whore heels, presenting herself to the entire neighborhood, and the world beyond. Her heart raced and seconds felt like eternities, but she listened intently, holding the waiting position.
The click of the lock sounded like a gong to her. In an instant, she opened the door and dashed inside. As she entered, she saw her living area was vacant, and some unknown items were now available to her view.
Rose said, “you did wonderful slave. But the problem is I got to know you broke multiple rules at the university, Friday night. You took cocks up your cunt, asshole, and your whore mouth without permission. To make matters worse, you even had multiple unauthorized orgasms.”
Jessica flushed fiercely, her fear broadcast on her face. She did not know what more was going to happen to her.
Rose continued, “Per my information, you had nine unauthorized orgasms, and you violated sexual penetration rules for all your holes. That makes twelve violations; punishment needs to fit the crimes.”
Tears were uncontrollably flowing from her eyes, and she felt overwhelmed by everything happening to her, as well as the guilt returned after hearing about the ordeal of her cheating escapades, with her students no less. Jessica felt like she had lost all her confidence. Earlier she could have easily controlled this young girl, but now she had no will left to even raise her concern.
Rose had moved all their furniture to the spare bedroom. It surprised Jessica how a woman of such a compact frame could move so much stuff alone. How long was she standing naked outside? Getting hold of time is exceedingly difficult when you have nothing to do.
The problematic part was the floor had now attached strong stainless-steel rings about six feet apart. Those rings also had metal chains attached, having soft leather cuffs with comfortable pink fur inside. Rose knew that Jessica had no experience in bondage and didn’t want to go beyond what was necessary. She looked up and saw same rings attached at exactly same points on the ceiling and same metal chains with leather cuffs.
There is no way she could have installed these rings in such a brief time. But if Tyrone had installed the rings before, how she didn’t see them earlier? If it was already there but she focused too much on her predicament that she didn’t even notice the change. These four rings on floor and ceiling were too obvious; Jason would have noticed them for sure.
Interrupting her thoughts, Rose held her hand and dragged her right to the center. She pulled her legs painfully apart, over three and a half feet. With those high heels, she had to twist her ankles outwards to keep the balance. Next were her hands, bound. She was spread-eagle. Rose had bound both her hands and feet to excessive tightness; she couldn’t move at all.
Rose crossed behind her and Jessica heard what sounded like a metal box opening. Rose then appeared before Jessica with four big stainless-steel balls in her hands. The Ben Wa balls were larger than usual, 2.5″ in diameter.
Bringing the first ball to her mouth she said, “open up.” Jessica obeyed and Rose placed the ball inside, adding, “make sure it’s nice and wet otherwise you’ll be the one having problems.” Rose let Jessica mouth the ball for a moment before taking it out and stuffing it into Jessica’s cunt.
“One…” Rose counted.
Jessica grunted, accepting the large diameter ball into her pussy just as Rose placed another ball into her mouth. Rose watched Jessica before removing the ball and adding it to her cunt.
“Two…”
Rose repeated the process, counting, “three.” She put a fourth ball into Jessica’s mouth.
Jessica for her part, didn’t say a thing. She felt so full, with three balls deep in her cunt and one in her mouth, she didn’t know if she could take any more. But invariably, she knew to stay quiet as Rose held her palm out and Jessica spat the ball into her hand. With a grimace, she accepted the fourth ball, stuffed inside her.
Jessica’s cunt was now painfully full. Rose walked behind her and with her mouth breathing next to Jessica’s ears and whispered, “you don’t want any of the ball to drop out of that cunt. If at any point even a single ball drops during your entire punishment routine, we’ll have to restart everything again. So, if you don’t want to be in this position forever, make sure those cunt muscles are working overtime to hold those balls in. Keep them in as if your life depends upon it.”
Tyrone had customized all the balls so phones could control them. When she pressed a button on her phone, all the balls came to life and started vibrating in her cunt. The vibrations were mild, but all four balls moving and vibrating together were creating sensations she had never imagined.
At random interval, the vibrating balls would touch her g-spot and send extreme pleasure signals to her brain. Rose moved towards the back entrance and opened the blinds. There was a giant glass sliding door, which was the size of the back wall. Rose slides the door open all the way up. As she turned, fear in Jessica’s eyes was real. Her neighbor could have a perfect look at the living room adventures with no obstruction.
Rose walked back and erotically said in her ears, “you’re allowed to make as much noise as you want during this punishment, it’ll help the neighbors gather around. They all can have a nice show as well. I would love to find out how much pain can you endure without screaming your lungs out. I’ll be back, you just enjoy the balls.”
Fear, excitement, embarrassment, pleasure, lust, and guilt, so many feelings all going together, Jessica was already about to cum. But she couldn’t let that happen. She’d have to control herself all the way through her punishment, an impossible task. Fluids were just flowing down from her cunt to the inner thighs, to her ankles. Smell from her cunt’s fluids were clearly distinguishable across the room.
She had to focus so much on the strength of her cunt muscles as to not drop the balls. As her cunt was becoming wetter, the task was getting even more difficult, as the balls became slick and slippery. Her legs were already trembling from the amount of strength and control needed to keep those giant and heavy balls in their place. These balls from hell were giving her cunt sensations from heaven.
With her eyes shut tightly and head bowed down, she was trying everything; she had to keep her control. She can’t give up so fast. The punishment hasn’t even begun yet. Things are going to get much more intense from here onwards. Drop the balls or cum, punishment would restart.
If she had to get through with the punishment, she cannot cum, and cannot drop the balls. She kept reminding herself of this like it was her life’s mantra. Repeatedly chanting in her head and keeping those muscles as tight as she physically could. Which created another problem. Exhaustion, even before the punishment began, she started feeling her cunt muscles getting exhausted and begging her to release some pressure.
She came back from her lost world after getting her tits smacked hard with a black, soft leather flogger. Jessica’s eyes opened wide, and she looked down at her tormenter. Rose was now wearing what looked like a skintight leather dress, which was a single piece from her neck all the way down; it also included the high heel boots.
The dress was tight on her body and took its shape completely. Looking at her in such a sexy dress, in between her pain and pleasure, she realized that this woman was a sex goddess. Her massive DD cups in such a compact frame were being pronounced very well in the leather dress.
Before she could process anything, there were five more hard smacks, three on each tit with the flogger. Jessica now had to focus more on the pain and not make a sound. She shut her mouth too tightly; it felt like she would crush her own teeth somehow. Focusing, she could feel one ball shift inside her. She could feel its smooth surface teasing her opening, vibrating and pushing her for release. Then she got an even harder smack right in her cunt.
This was too much; hell’s door was open now. All four vibrating balls dropped out, clattering on the floor. Jessica lost it, squirting out the liquid lava building in her cunt from so long. Even with her mouth shut tight, the pleasure grunts were too loud. She tried her best to not make a noise, but this all was way beyond her control now. Jessica shuddered and came, unable to hold back. The sounds in the large foyer were her stifled grunts and the wet splattering sound as she squirted over and over onto the tiled floor. The amount of fluid that squirted out of her cunt now was way more than she had ever peed.
Even after the orgasm was over, her body was shaking, and grunts were audible. Still not recovered from the orgasm, Rose smacked her cunt even harder than before for four more times. She was so sensitive that she came again. There was no control left in her.
“Oh, my god! Oh… my… God… Please mistress, your slave is too sensitive. Please give her some time. Please.” Jessica was panting profusely now, begging her mistress to stop just for few minutes.
Rose yelled at her, “you fucking dumb-head whore! How difficult is it to follow simple instructions? Now you must have punishment for eleven unauthorized orgasms. I will count each orgasm during punishment twice, hence punishment pending for fifteen unauthorized orgasms.” With that she threw the flogger aside and rushed back and turned the vibrating balls off.
Grabbing a bunch of paper towels, she got back and wiped Jessica’s cunt and even entered her four fingers wrapped with a paper towel. She was rougher than necessary while doing so. The first touch to her super sensitive cunt sent shivers down her spine, but within seconds, the roughness brought back the pain. In a few seconds, her cunt was as dry as possible with a bunch of paper towel.
Rose inserted all the balls again in her cunt harshly and turned the vibrations on again. Jessica at once felt her cunt being sore from this sudden rough treatment. Rose went to the mystery box and had a 4-ball simultaneous beaded metal anal hook. Each ball was one, two, three, and four inches in diameter, respectively.
After applying a generous amount of lube to both the hook and her asshole, she began the insertion. By the time third ball was halfway in Jessica felt too full and the vibration from her cunt was not helping either. Rose didn’t give her much time and soon all four balls were completely in, and her sphincter has closed itself around the last giant ball.
Rose soon pulled her ponytail over and tied it way too tightly with a stretchable band to the anal hook. As with all other things, Tyrone had customized the hook as well and soon it started vibrating with random rhythm, sometimes vibrating after and sometimes alongside the vibration from her cunt. This totally fucked up Jessica’s head.
Rose had filled Jessica’s holes to their limit and vibrating, supplying so many sensations all together. Sensations she didn’t even know existed before. There was nothing more she needed but to cum. Rose pushed her head too far back so now she could see nothing but the roof. She heard Rose walking up closer to her and suddenly felt a sharp pinch on her right nipple, a few seconds later similar pinch on the left one.
It took all her strength & courage to not scream her lungs out and yell for help. In her imagination, all the neighbors have lined up in front of her and are watching her torment. Just when she thought that the worst was over, she felt the very sharp pinch on her super sensitive clit. She tried her best, but the grunt was too loud. The fear escalated, as she couldn’t even see whether someone was standing outside her backyard.
Soon all three clips started vibrating as well. Jessica felt completely lost now; there was no way to control her orgasm anymore. Bringing a flexible soft leather paddle, Rose struck her first of many blows in her inner thighs, right below her cunt, too close. Pain mixed with extreme pleasure; her grunts were getting much louder now. She just couldn’t control her emotions, feelings and sensations, no matter how hard she tried.
Alternating her strikes on each thigh, she gave her total to twenty strikes. Jessica felt her tormenter’s breaths on her ears again. Rose was now standing behind her and said, “Looks like you’re all warmed up now. Shall we begin the punishment?”
Begin? Punishment has not even started yet. All this was a warmup? What will she do next? Can she even endure what’s coming? She lost her brain in so many questions when Rose continued, “before we begin, I want you to tell your mistress all your feelings in details. Then you are going to beg me to punish you and if I feel you genuinely need punishment, I might continue otherwise you’ll remain in this position.”
Before Jessica could begin, she kept on going, “If I continue with the punishment, your job is to loudly and clearly count as well as thank your gracious mistress to teach a whore like you to become a better slave. Now start.”
“This slave never knew that such sensations existed before today. Slave’s nipples are so sensitive with the vibrating clamps; her body is getting such pleasure. Slave thanks her mistress to be so generous to abuse her whore tits just the way they deserved to be treated.
Now panting, she continued, “The vibrating balls are touching the spots in this slave’s cunt that no one has touched before. The more slave tries to hold the balls in her cunt, the more pleasure she gets, making it even more difficult to hold them in. Vibration from her asshole mixed with the ones from her cunt is just too much, mistress.
“This worthless but humble slave will violate none of her generous mistress’ rules. Anything done to her from now onwards, your slave will not cum, mistress. Please mistress, punish your slave and teach her to be the best slave that her mistress wants and deserves.
“This slave is very unhappy to disappoint her mistress and will endure whatever punishment her mistress deems fit for her learning. Please mistress, your slave begs you to punish her.”
Rose didn’t expect her response to be so desperate, but she would not complain, so she said, “as you wish slave.” With that she smacked her hard with the leather paddle right above her vibrating clit.
Too much aroused under the pain and pleasure, somehow controlling her gigantic orgasm, which she was holding on from last few minutes, while still trembling immensely she shouted, “One, thank you mistress.”
Next, she received various hard smacks from the paddle too close to all her sensitive body parts, above the clit, right on her cunt, just below the clit, all around her super sensitive nipples. Under the hazed fog of lust right in front of her eyes she kept the count, “Forty-two, thank you, mistress.”
Rose kept the hard smacks from just below her tits to her clit. The entire front of her body was now a deep shade of red. As she got one more hit just above the clit, she shouted more loudly than she would have wanted, “two hundred and sixty-nine, thank you, mistress.”
Then she went towards back and the sequence started with her ass cheeks and inner things from the back, till she was the same shade of red from back as well.
Jessica had her face completely messed up with all the dried tears. But she didn’t want to break any rule further and get her punishment restarted, so she counted, “five hundred and nighty seven, thank you mistress.”
Even Rose felt exhausted by administering so many paddle smacks. She placed the paddle back in the box after completing six hundred. Returning, she said, “this was officially your first punishment, so I took it lightly. Next punishment would not be a soft leather paddle. I’ll hit you much harder and it wouldn’t be just six hundred.”
Jessica’s brain couldn’t contemplate anything right now. She was too busy fighting to control that orgasm, which was pending for a long time now. Suddenly she felt both nipple clips released at the same time and blood rushing back. Controlling herself, she grunted as softly as she could. Then the worse happened when Rose removed the clit clip.
The pain mixed with the ever-growing pleasure was so immense that one ball almost fell out of her cunt. Somehow, she kept it in. Taking a deep breath, she thanked God that all the balls were still in her cunt. Getting the punishment restarted just before the end would be the worst thing to happen.
Then her mistress released her hair from the hook and her head was down and she could see out of her backyard. Relieved to find it was still empty and nobody heard her and followed in. Looking directly into her eyes, Rose brought her right hand directly on top of her clit and started rubbing it vigorously and said, “you don’t dare look away from my eyes. You look away and I’ll add another punishment.”
Jessica’s body was beyond her control now, shaking and shivering, like being naked in the middle of Alaska during winters. She kept looking into those black eyes of her tormenter. Jessica couldn’t cum, and she couldn’t ask for permission. She was sweating profusely, and her face was now the darkest shade of red. Her entire body’s muscles had tightened to control the orgasm. Her eyes were now pleading and begging Rose to either stop or to let her cum.
Through those begging eyes, tears started flowing down and then, just like that, Rose removed her hand. Even few minutes afterwards, controlling the orgasm with the vibration was an extremely challenging task. Then with a click of a button, vibrations in both her holes stopped. Jessica took a deep breath to calm her down.
Rose pulled the anal hook out in one pull. It hurt Jessica, but her continuous breathing helped deal with the pain. Rose demanded, “drop those balls out of that whore cunt now.”
With that Jessica let it go and all the balls dropped out easily with a minor push, because of her excessively wet cunt. Her holes felt completely empty now.
Soon her mistress released both her hands and legs. She fell on her wooden floor and rolled into fetus position. It took her few more minutes to calm down from the aftereffects of the punishment.
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Monday morning, she was sitting in her office grading some assignments, as she usually only had two lectures on her schedule on Mondays. Jessica jumped in her seat, completely startled when a voice said, “how’s our favorite whore?”
She looked up and saw both Rick and Jamie had now occupied the chairs in her office. Before she could respond, Rick continued, “I think you should check your phone.”
She felt this familiar feeling of panic and fear as she grabbed her phone from the desk drawer and saw the screen was again completely black with just white text on it.
“JAMIE AND RICK ARE MY REPRESENTATION AT THE UNIVERSITY. WHEN IN UNIVERSITY PREMISES, YOU WILL TREAT THEIR WORDS AS MY DIRECT COMMAND.”
She now knew their presence that night was not a coincidence, but part of their plan, which also meant that she did not deserve last night’s punishment. She kept reading that message repeatedly, hoping somehow she had misread it. Her home, gym, spa studio and now at work as well. There was no peace for her anywhere. Finally surrendering to her fate, she placed the phone on top of the desk and looked up for her next orders.
“Now that you know we’re your masters inside university, I hope you’ll not try to earn a punishment here. Honestly, I would really wait for you to do so. I have a list of punishments that would send shivers down your spine,” said Jamie.
Cutting him off, Rick ordered, “Take all your clothes off, put them inside your drawer, lock it, give me the key and wait for my next order.”
In complete shock, it took her few seconds to register and process the command. Slowly she stood up and removed her red tube top, followed by her black micro-mini skirt. She was now standing in front of them wearing black open cup shelf bra, which did nothing to hide her tits. Her nipples were already open for display. She didn’t hesitate to remove the bra; it was better to be topless than to wear such a bra. Her micro thong joined soon, which also barely did anything to hide her cunt.
Once all her clothes were inside, she locked the drawer and handed the key to Rick. For the next two minutes she was standing completely naked, only wearing those locked 6″ black heels. Both Rick and Jamie decided not to say a word and let her sink into the awkwardness of this moment. Then Rick asked, “Do you want the key back?”
Jessica nodded frantically. Rick continued, “then your first task is to write this note in big, nice block letters on the whiteboard behind you. Afterwards, take your waiting position facing us,” giving her a piece of folded paper.
Jessica took the note and turned towards the white board behind her and as she saw what she had to write; her face turned the darkest shade of red that was possible. She looked back at them pleadingly, hoping for some mercy, but got none. Finally, she turned and wrote exactly what they commanded her to write on the whiteboard, in big block letters.
HI, MY NAME IS JESSICA PETERSON.
I AM ASSISTANT PROFESSOR, PHYSICS AT THIS UNIVERSITY.
THIS IS MY OFFICE. WANT TO FUCK ME RIGHT HERE?
CALL ME AT (311) 555–2368 TO SCHEDULE YOUR TIME WITH ME.
SATISFACTION GUARANTEED OR YOU PAY NOTHING.
Once she had written the required text on the board, nice and big, she turned facing them and took her well known waiting position.
“I want you to remove all the assignments and put it on top of the chair. Then hop on the desk on your knees, legs wide apart and hands locked behind your head,” ordered Jamie in a stern voice.
Her brain said to her, “Follow all orders fast and get it over with, otherwise chances of you being caught are really high.”
She followed the command and now was on her knees. Her legs were wide, back straight, and hands locked behind. The cunt was clearly on display for both brothers. She was siting exactly at the center of her desk and realized they had not locked the door. If anyone tried to enter without knocking, she would be in no position to explain what was going on.
Jamie stood up and took out now familiar tripod stand with the camera and started his setup. Rick placed three giant black rubber cocks on the desk, right in front of her open cunt, and ordered her, “we want a performance of a lifetime from you now. Imagine these are the three cocks of your audience. Show them how you could do what you’ve written, be expressive. As a reward, you have our permission to cum as much as you want. You will get the key back only if we’re satisfied from your performance.”
With that, Rick stepped back and out of the frame of the camera. Jamie pointed towards the fake cocks in front of her, telling her to continue. Jessica looked down and saw all cocks were the same length and width, 10″ and 4″ respectively. But the realism of the rubber cocks was too frightening. They even had veins and balls on them. They looked like black cocks taken out of real men. With a deep sigh, she picked one; looking directly in the camera lens, continued her task.
“I think this is how your cock looks to my hungry mouth, see what I can do with it”, she started licking entire shaft of the dildo like a popsicle. Once it was nice and wet, she started sucking it, within a few seconds later; her now well-trained throat had more than half inside. And just like that, she had the fake balls touching her lips.
Once entire cock was in, her hand went down to find her cunt had already started natural lubrication. After fingering for few more seconds, she thought to get over with this task as soon as possible. She quickly picked the second dildo and started fucking her cunt with one deep in her throat.
This rough penetration somehow turned her on fast. Now she could fuck herself with this giant rubber cock with the entire cock leaving out and going completely in during each thrust. With a hand gesture, Rick signified they would like to see some anal action as well.
She forced one last deep penetration, and the fake cock went all the way in her cunt. She then took the second cock out of her mouth and said, “What do you think so far? Not impressed by this professor’s cunt yet? Let me show you what her asshole can do to the giant cock of the friend you’ll bring with you.” She applied some of her saliva in her asshole using her fingers to provide some extra lubrication.
Placing the wet cock straight on the desk, she realized the purpose of the suction cup on the base of this cock, to have a stable balance for realistic fucking. Sitting up, she placed her asshole directly on the cock and started going down. It wasn’t easy to do initially, but with enough pressure, eventually the head of the fake cock popped inside. Jessica was breathing heavily now to adjust to the girth of both cocks.
In next few minutes, she had the second cock buried all the way up her asshole. Once completely down she said, “see the magic trick, making all that cock disappear? This whore cunt and asshole can easily fuck you and your friend right in her own office desk,” and with that she started vigorously fucking her cunt with second cock buried deep in her asshole.
She was so close to her orgasm and was glad that she wouldn’t have to hold on to it. Just when she was about to cum, there was a knock on the door, followed by a voice.
“Jessica, you’re in there? Can I come in?”
It was Phillip Richards, Professor in same Physics department. In a panic, Jessica now completely paralyzed and froze. Her muscles refused to move. She had done her PHD under Phillip and her respect and admiration for him was immense. If Phillip saw her like this in her office, she would die from the shame itself. In all her professional career, earning Phillip’s respect was her penultimate goal.
Rick moved towards the door and gestured towards her to continue with a stern look in his eyes. She wanted to follow the command, but her hands refused to move. It was too much for her. Somewhere in her head, if Jason caught her, she would survive, could even convince him about having no choice. But with Phillip, it’ll end her. End her courage, remaining confidence, strength, and maybe career. She might have to think about the future of her miserable life.
With his hand on the doorknob, Rick also refused to move until Jessica did as she’s told. It took her substantial amount of internal strength to continue fucking her cunt. As Rick saw her hand moving, he opened the door to a smallest amount possible and squeezed himself out, closing the door behind him.
Jamie, now with his right hand, gave her signal to fuck her cunt faster than the current speed. Not wanting to escalate things, she thought to do whatever necessary to avoid making a sound. She started fucking her cunt like she had a deadline to meet. Her orgasm hit her, but she forced it in, not allowing herself to cum while Phillip was right outside the door.
From outside she heard, “Ms. Peterson left her office few minutes ago. She had some urgent personal matter to take care of and told me she’ll be back soon before her next lecture time. I am allowed by her to take her lecture just in case she isn’t able to make it back in time.”
“What were you doing in her office alone, then?”
“I was grading the assignments. Ms. Peterson wanted those finished before her next lecture.”
“You’re her new TA?”
“Yes, Mr. Richards. Do you want me to give Ms. Peterson any message when she returns?”
“No. Just tell her to meet me at my office when she returns.”
“Sure, will do.”
As Phillip turned to get back towards his own office, Rick thought to make things interesting and keep the professor here, if possible, and see what happens. He said, “Hey prof, can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.”
“Um, it’s regarding quantum mechanics. I have this doubt, but forgot to ask Ms. Peterson. Since you’re already here, maybe I can ask you if you don’t mind.”
“No problem, go ahead, ask your question.”
Jessica inside was trembling, trying to hold off on her impending orgasm. Her brain was screaming at her, “You have to cum now or you’ll be louder. Whore cum now, there’s no holding this off anymore.” Fearing that she might scream out loud, Jessica instantly grabbed the third cock and jammed it deep in her throat in one swift motion.
She knew her throat will be sore afterwards from this sudden rough, forceful penetration, but that was for later now she had to do anything not to get caught by Phillip standing outside her office. Why is Rick unnecessarily holding him outside? Trying to balance herself better, she leaned back on the desk and balanced on her left elbow while her right hand still savagely fucking her cunt.
Both her asshole and her cunt were now clearly visible to the full view of the camera. Trying her best to hold off on the orgasm but listening to Phillip’s explanation about Rick’s question on quantum mechanics, she realized Rick will not let Phillip go until she had her giant orgasm. This was her humiliation, and the more she holds, the more powerful the orgasm will be when it comes out.
Finally giving up, she pulled the cock out of her cunt; putting it aside, she started rubbing her clit as she started squirting the fluids out of her cunt. She bit on the rubber cock in her mouth tightly, not to make any sound during this powerful orgasm. The fluids kept coming out for seconds and her body was having tremendous spasms.
Outside Rick could hear the muffled sound of liquid hitting on the wooden desk and floor, which meant she was squirting as she is famous for by now. But he kept speaking over the muffled noise so that Phillip doesn’t get to focus on that noise. When he could no longer hear the noise, he said, “Thanks prof, that was really cool of you to explain all concepts. I think now I have a much better understanding of the topic.”
Phillip left towards his office and Rick entered back in Jessica’s office and closed the door behind him. He saw Jessica had a cock in her mouth, one in her asshole, and she had again started fucking her cunt. Rick said, “That was so amazing. I’m 100% sure that Phillip heard you cum, and he knew it but asked nothing.”
Jessica blushed and was deeply ashamed of her actions now. Then she heard Rick’s next order. “We want a change in scene. Sit up, take that cock out of your mouth, and fuck your nice juicy tits with it. Also, with the other hand, keep on fucking that whore cunt of yours. And talk to your audience, this is not engaging when a whore advertising her holes stays quiet, sell those holes to the world outside.”
With both brothers sitting back and enjoying the show, Jessica sat up back to her original position and took the cock out of her mouth, saliva dripping out of her mouth and dildo and dropped on her tits. Looking at the camera, full of arousal and raw lust, she said, “I think by now all of you guys know that this whore professor can handle not just one, but more of your friends all at once. This is a party whore right here available for you. You can book this whore for your next party; just have to call at the number written behind me.
“You will not find any whore in the entire city who can cum like me. That is a challenge. But if you still feel doubtful, checkout these tits and the huge nipples on them,” she said rubbing the tip of saliva covered dildo on her right nipple followed by the left.
She continued, “and if you feel that is all you and your friends get to fuck, you’re wrong. You and your friends get to fuck these whore tits as well.” With that, she curved her shoulders a bit to give a better view of her cleavage and then started sliding the completely wet dildo between her tits. Then her other hand started fucking her cunt again. Soon she was back with her second orgasm ready again.
She heard the vibrations from her phone on her desk. She turned around and looked at the screen. Jason was calling. Rick asked, “who is it?”
Jessica replied, “my husband.”
Rick quickly gave her next instructions before the call ends. Jessica jammed the dildo deep in her cunt, left dildo fucking her tits, and picked up the phone. While showing the screen of her phone to the camera, she looked at the lens, her gaze full of lust.
“My loving and unsuspecting husband is calling me right now while I’m recording the ad for my future clients, you. I’ll put his call on speaker while I continue to fuck myself for you guys.”
She switched to speaker, the clear drone of the background audible.
“Hey honey, how’s everything going in London?” Jessica said, trying to sound casual. She grabbed the other dildo and started fucking both her cunt and tits.
“Jess, I’m so sorry, I have so little time to call you. I was so busy with this marketing campaign thing, have been working crazy hours so I can come back to you soon, baby.”
“Hm hon, I also want to cum.” This was one of the most erotic things and didn’t even realize what she said.
“What?”
“Hm I… meant… I… I… want you… to come… home…,” she was way too much aroused and extremely close to her orgasm.
“Are you alright? What are you doing right now?”
Jamie gestured towards her she needs to perform better for the camera. Fearing what they might say on speaker she improvised, “Oh… baby… I haven’t… fucked… oh… oh… oh… my… God… oh… baby… I… miss you so… much… oh… fuck… baby… I’m fucking… myself… oh my… God… baby… fuck… right in my… office… I’m fucking… myself… oh… oh… cum… cum… cum… baby come back home… I’m going…” and that’s when she lost herself completely and squirted the river out of her cunt.
Her moans and grunts were obvious and too loud by now. Jason felt confused. “Sweetie, what is going on? Are you alone right now?”
Still panting loudly and trying to recover from her giant orgasm, she said, “yes, honey, obviously I’m alone. What do you think happens in a university physics department, orgy?”
Jason had never heard her speak in such a dirty manner before and wasn’t sure what to assume. He had little time to speak and had to get back to work, so prodded little on the topic. Rick told Jessica to continue fucking herself again, which she did instantly after recovering partially.
Jason thought since they hadn’t had sex in a long time, she’s getting horny, and his call helped her relieve her sexual frustration. Secretly, he always wanted to have phone sex with her, but now was not the right time. He had his work colleagues nearby. He whispered through the phone, trying to be careful that no one hears him, “You wait till I get back, I promise I’ll fuck your brains out.”
Jason said his goodbyes and disconnected the call. He was extremely horny by now and couldn’t wait to go back to his wife and fuck her brains out; he thought. Little did he know his wife’s sexual appetite has grown beyond his limits by now.
Once Jason disconnected the phone, they ordered her to begin her dirty talks towards her unknown audience again.
“My husband thinks he’ll come back home and fuck my brains out. He doesn’t know this whore cunt no longer needs him; it needs your cocks. Enjoy what you see guys? Then call soon, I’m waiting.
“See, at this point one of your friends is fucking my asshole, another fucking my wet whore cunt, another fucking these giant whore tits, and if you like, you can fuck my whore mouth. With this whore, you get ALL YOU CAN FUCK BUFFET. Nothing is off-limits, you have a fantasy, and your whore can fulfill it.”
With all that dirty talk, intense moment, and risk of getting caught, Jessica felt extremely turned on. “If all of you fuck your whore for the night together, then she will cum like this.”
With that she came again, another giant squirt fest. This time the pressure was so hard that she hit the lens of the camera. The scene was so hot that Jamie almost came right in his pants. He had never witnessed such a sequence of wanton masturbation by any woman live in front of him.
With that, Jamie stopped the camera and started packing his bag. Rick got up and placed the key to her drawer on top of the desk. Before leaving he said, “that was an amazing show. I hope once your ad is up, your phone will not stop ringing from all the party requests you’ll get.”
As both brothers left, Jessica instantly jumped up and locked the door from inside. For a moment she dropped to her knees and cried her heart out for not being able to fix problems in her life. Her life was spiraling away from her, and she was going deeper and deeper in this world of whoredom, with no exit in sight.
How could she do all these humiliating things while on call with her husband? Jason thought she was alone and fucking herself and thinking about him. She is cheating him while on call. This disgusted her in her core.
She consoled herself and got up to get dressed and finish her day at work. As she looked around, it appeared as if someone stood on top of her desk and peed all around. Both her wooden floor and desk were completely wet. The smell of sex was clearly distinguishable. Once dressed, she fixed her makeup and hair as well as she could. Next, she grabbed some napkins and started wiping all her fluids that she had sprayed all around.
Once she and her office were as presentable as it could be, she sat down and started contemplating her life. What will happen to her? Things are constantly escalating. When will it be too much for her? She had to talk to someone about her situation. After a lot of thinking, only one name came to her head, Rachael, her psychiatrist friend.
Before leaving, she cleaned the whiteboard. She couldn’t afford anyone seeing that horrific text written on her office whiteboard.
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That afternoon, after lunch, she went to see Rachael in her office. After knocking on the door, she heard, “come in.”
Rachael had been her close friend at the university since her post doc days. They got even closer after Rachael helped her get through the fear of retaliation by Tyrone, after she was the witness to get him expelled. Rachael was with her during her worst time.
Rachael (42) had kept her fitness through consistent workout and diet plans. Her parents had inter-racial marriage; she was half black. Both her parents were also doctors. With her 5’3″ height, the D cups would appear to be much larger in her stature. She had kept her fitness and beauty so well that looking at her she looked ten years younger than her age.
With a sense of relief and calmer than before, she opened the door and entered inside. Rachael was working on something on her computer when she turned and saw Jessica and said, “I hope your brother is fine? Any change to the situation?”
“Yes, everything is fine with Mike so far. But I came here to get your advice on another problem. I hope I’m not burdening you with my problems unnecessarily.”
“No, you’re alright. This is my job. Tell me what the problem is?”
“This is more sensitive topic; I just want to know that our conversation will be part of doctor-patient confidentiality, right?”
“Jessica, I must tell you here I’m helping you as a friend. You’re not my patient officially; I hope you understand that difference. Also, if you’re worried that I’m going to start a gossip just because you’re not my patient then you don’t know me yet.”
As Jessica sat down, she realized that she might have offended her only friend at the university. Immediately apologizing, she said, “I am extremely sorry, Rachael. I just don’t know what is right and what is wrong any more. My whole life is slipping out of my hand, and I don’t know what to do? Before I would take any stupid step, I thought you’d be able to help me.” In the presence of her staunch friend, Jessica couldn’t control her tears anymore.
Rachael kept quiet and waited for Jessica to calm down on her own. After around ten minutes of crying, she felt better, but ashamed of crying like a child in front of a fellow professor. Once she was calm, Rachael asked, “let’s start from the beginning?”
“You remember that case when a student was physically assaulting another student within the campus premises, and I witnessed it?”
“Yes, I remember. You officially raised a written complaint against him. I think university expelled him and even cops escorted him out. I don’t know whether he served any jail time though.”
“Few months earlier, that student showed up in a Starbucks where I was alone and showed me few pictures of Mike consuming drugs again, which he had provided to him. He blackmailed me he’ll give the photos to Mike’s parole officer and make sure Mike ends up in same prison as the Latino gang, who wants him dead.”
“I got to know that he could switch the drug test samples inside the system, that’s how he’s currently saving Mike, till I cooperate with him. If I don’t, he’ll make sure Mike’s sample shows positive drug results. I can’t let Mike die because of something I did.”
Jessica was contemplating how to continue her story when Rachael asked her, “what did he want from you?”
“He asked me to go to a hotel room and fuck all his friends in that room. I felt like I had no other choice in this matter. I went ahead with the plan and lied to Jason about some bullshit camping trip with fellow professors. He trusts me so much that didn’t bother to ask any follow-up questions. Rachael, you know I love Jason from all my heart, I can’t imagine my life without him but still I cheated on him.
“When I entered the hotel room, there were four black guys in there. They made me say such things about Jason, which were not even true. All four of them fucked every hole of my body for two days. Later they invited six other friends who all fucked me as well. I never thought that I would cheat on Jason, but I ended up cheating on him with so many strangers. Some people who I fucked that night, I didn’t even know their names.”
Jessica thought in her head, “I’m getting used to talking dirty even when I don’t need to. Am I already spoiled by everything that’s been happening to me regularly?”
Rachael saw Jessica had tears again in her eyes, as if she experienced that horrific experience again. She said, “Before you continue, think honestly, and reflect on that experience, then tell me how you felt that weekend. Be honest Jessica, otherwise for you to move on from that weekend will not be possible.”
“I went there with only one thing in mind. Do as you’re told, get it done and go home. I knew it wouldn’t be a straightforward task, but I had to do it anyhow. The nasty words they made me say, shook be from within, but I kept going. They made me say things about Jason that I wouldn’t even think in my wildest dream.”
“Jessica, before you move forward on this road of what happened, I would like to stop you. I think you didn’t hear my question correctly. I asked how did you feel? At any point that weekend did you really enjoy? Be honest, and don’t worry about being judged,” said Rachael, interjecting Jessica’s train of thoughts.
The questioning from Rachael stunned Jessica. She didn’t expect her friend to ask such a question. But assuming this to be the correct way of therapy session she continued, “Initially I felt disgusted by what I was doing and saying in front of complete strangers but if being honest I found out that I also felt extremely turned on. The nastier things I said about myself as well as Jason, the more excited I got.
“One point they didn’t need to ask me to be nasty. Something just took over me, like there was this whore somewhere within me, which I refused to acknowledge. And these strangers brought her out. I am such a terrible wife, Rachael. Jason deserves a much better woman than me. How could I say such things about him?”
“Stop. Don’t diagnose yourself, that’s my job. Did you cum at any point during that weekend?” asked Rachael before Jessica could derail her own thoughts, as she usually does.
“Cum? Rachael, you wouldn’t believe. That was the first time I found out; I am a squirter. That weekend was like a cum fest for me. It was more liquid coming out of me than I have ever peed in such a brief span of time.”
“So, subconsciously, your brain enjoyed the weekend more than you have ever in your life. You could be in denial, but something inside your brain found it exhilarating, which you didn’t want to acknowledge. That weekend something that you always wanted but never had the courage to have, happened.”
“What are you insinuating, Rachael? That I was a born whore and was not ready to acknowledge it?”
“No, I wouldn’t go that extreme. Let’s just say your brain always wanted dirty and adventurous sex, which you found taboo, hence never pursued it. When they forced you to do those things, your brain tricked you to think that you don’t have a choice which helped you achieve extreme pleasure. You are not the only person who has non-consensual erotic fantasies.”
“Rachael, you are scaring me. You mean I always wanted this to happen, and those monsters had nothing to do with it?”
“Let’s not get stuck in a circular discussion. Go on with your story and if I find anything that I’m able to link to my deduction, I’ll let you know otherwise I’ll tell you, I was wrong.”
Jessica continued and explained each time she felt guilty and cried so that she can gain some sympathy points from Rachael. She explained how next day her tormentor kept her under continuous surveillance everywhere and took control of all her personal and professional accounts.
When Jessica saw the change in expressions on Rachael, she stopped and asked, “what happened?”
“Nothing much. I was wondering how this guy at so early age, with no professional experience in human psychology, did everything perfectly?”
“What do you mean?”
“First time he blackmailed you, it was a test of how you’ll react. He wanted to check the limits you’d be willing to go to save Mike. Next day since he was escalating things, there was no way of knowing if you’d fall for his trap or blow the whistle. So, he tricked your mind, he took something away from you that day.”
“What?”
“Reasoning and decision-making power.”
“I don’t understand, how?”
“By not giving you time to process and think. Plus, to make things worse, he placed that running countdown on his phone right in front of you. By doing so, your subconscious mind was more focused on the timer than the actual decision. As the timer was getting closer to zero, your mind was going into panic mode.”
Rachael stopped for a few seconds to check if Jessica was still following and then continued, “in panic mode, brain releases adrenaline and your body goes into fight-or-flight mode. We also call this survival mode. In this situation, your brain becomes incapable of deeper reasoning. In fight-or-flight mode you’ll mostly take a first decision for short-term or immediate survival.”
“I don’t know if I fully understand what you are saying,” Jessica said, questioning her recent statements.
“Have you seen YouTube videos of people walking in street asking very basic questions but in an extremely aggressive tone and keeps repeating their question without letting the person time to think, mostly yelling at them?”
“Yes, I have seen those videos they usually go viral.”
“If you notice what happens in those videos is, people can’t answer very trivial questions. Like name five celebrities in ten seconds. When someone is yelling at you consistently, your brain stops functioning properly. That is because your brain considers it as a threat and goes into fight-or-flight mode. The same thing happened to you that day, before you realized, you had given access to everything to him.”
Now everything that happened that day in Starbucks made sense. Jessica was thinking about what would have happened if she had let that timer run out? Interjecting her what-if scenarios, Rachael asked, “continue with your story.”
Jessica continued how her Tyrone changed her entire wardrobe, her inability to remove her heels, her rigorous workout regimes, and her adventures in university when they forced her to go to the physics lab naked without the ability to see and hear. Upon Rachael’s request, she explained everything that happened in the lab, with all details including how she felt.
Then she went ahead with the details of Rick and Jamie catching her outside naked. How they forced her to do all nasty things outside in an open parking space within university campus, with a camera recording everything. Worst, she was to approach it as if she was forcing them to fuck her in front of the camera.
Under constant questioning from Rachael, Jessica had to admit that during her parking lot adventure, she had fun. They were forcing her to do those things. Anyway, why not have some fun doing so.
It’s after this, Rachael continued. “See, this is what I was telling you earlier, as well. When you were in the parking area, your subconscious brain kicked in and told you to do what really turns you on. Why do you think first time you found out about being a squirter was in that hotel room? Sure, you would have had some orgasms with Jason, but they were never that intense because vanilla sex never turns you on.”
When Jessica remained quiet for some time, Rachael went on. “There is nothing wrong with wanting to have non-consensual sex. There are lots of men and women who get extremely excited when someone takes their choices away from them. They want to do nasty things but how their parents raised them would stop them from continuing with what they really desire.”
“I don’t know how to tell you this Rachael, I don’t want to cheat on Jason. I love him. I can’t imagine my life without him.”
“And I believe you Jessica. You don’t want to cheat on him, but you can’t control what your body desires. I am not condoning what Tyrone did to you but I’m just pointing out how your brain is wired.”
While still trying to process the entire information, something struck to her head, and she frantically raised her voice and said, “I never told you his name, Rachael. How do you know it was Tyrone blackmailing me?”
“Remember, you told me about the guy who got expelled. He was on local news, everybody in the university knows his name. Plus, I also did multiple counseling sessions with you when you gave me more information than you remember right now.”
Jessica felt bad for doubting at her friend. With the guilt coming back she said, “I am sorry, Rachael. I don’t know who to trust these days, it looks like everybody wants to control me.”
“I understand how you feel, Jessica, and don’t worry about offending me. But I have a lecture in 10 minutes so I’ll have to leave now but we can continue this next time. I’ll think about your situation and maybe I can come up with a way for you to get out of this predicament.”
“I don’t know if I can continue coming here, Rachael. I broke his surveillance rule today and I know that he’ll punish me. I can’t keep earning punishments regularly.”
“That’s bad Jess, I think I can help you, but you’ll have to see me regularly. I can’t do this in one session. Anyway, if you find a way, you know where to find me. Got to rush now, sorry.”
With that, Rachael left her office and moved towards her next lecture. Jessica got up and left for the physics department building. Her mind was constantly racing towards what will happen to her after she leaves back to her home. She has earned a punishment. What would her master do to her?
On her way back towards her office, it was bothering her that Rachael was right, she’s a professional. Thinking about the past events, she thought even though they blackmailed her, but she didn’t put up any fight to resist as well. Plus, each time she had orgasms like never before.
If she was into straight vanilla sex, then why hadn’t she discovered being a squirter before? Does she want all this to happen to her? The worst: if at any point this stops, would her body crave for her master’s commands? Eventually, she forced herself to dismiss all negative thoughts and get some help from Rachael to figure things out.
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While walking in the hallway, Rachael dialed through her phone. “I told you, brother was the key to her. Yeah, she came to me for advice, a little later than I predicted. Listen to me now carefully. What you must do next is important for her future. I have special plans for her, you just have to follow my directions, as you’ve done so far.”
As soon as she parked her car in her home, terrified, she got out. When she had returned to her own office, there was a text waiting for her from her master:
YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD BREAK THE SURVEILLANCE RULE AND I WOULDN’T NOTICE? GO HOME, EVERYTHING GOES IN THE BOX. THERE’S A BOTTLE OF OIL IN THE BOX.
APPLY ENTIRE BOTTLE EVENLY ACROSS YOUR ENTIRE BODY. HEELS WILL UNLOCK, SO ENTIRE BODY. THEN TAKE YOUR WAITING POSITION.
As instructed, she placed all her clothes in the box, including the heels. The bottle of oil was larger. By the time she finished applying the oil right outside her front door, she had a glistening shine on her body. Hair tied in a ponytail as her usual orders, she took her waiting stance outside.
She felt like she waited there forever when the door unlocked. Immediately rushing inside, she saw her daily nightmare, Rose standing in the middle of the living room.
Rose began yelling at her immediately. “What did you think whore, you’d break rules, and your master won’t notice? Now we’ll have to show you how punishments can get worse. We’ve been too lenient with you; you need to be taught what happens when a slave deliberately breaks rules.”
She saw Rose fetching something out of a bag. It was shining black and small. Then soon Rose had a latex top in her hands, and it was a weird top. When she started putting it on, Jessica realized the top was too tight, it wouldn’t fit. Then she realized the purpose of profusely oiling her body.
Rose put it front to back like a straitjacket, only difference being, it had a giant cut in exactly her tits. They made the dress exactly as per her body curves. It covered her entire top body, except for her tits. Her entire tits were hanging out for open display.
The top covered her entire neck, arms, abs, and stopped just above her cunt. It was too tight; it took her several minutes to adjust to the tightness of the top. Once the zipper at the back was all the way up, Jessica looked like a sex goddess, inviting everyone to fuck her.
The next step was even more difficult for her. Rose had bound both her hands with similarly shining strong tape, like she was wearing a straitjacket, only difference being her mistress has bound her hands backwards. Rose kept her hands painfully tight, making sure her tits pronounced even more outwards.
Once done, came the next part of the puzzle. She inserted her infamous four torture balls up her cunt, followed by a beaded dildo with exactly same sizes as the anal hook she had earlier. Her sphincter muscles closed around the dildo at once. It was all the way in. She was painfully full in both her holes.
Then came the next part, her pants. It was same color and material as the top and had attached boots with it. The boots had 7″ pencil heels on them. It took over fifteen minutes for Rose to pull those excessively tight pants to pull above her waist. Once tightly adjusted, as with the top, pant also had giant cuts to show her entire cunt and ass.
Rose had dressed her in the most erotic way; the dress covered all the unnecessary body parts. Then there was a black carbon fiber serving tray attached right on top of her bellybutton, through a tight black nylon thread around her waist. She felt Rose attaching another thread that went upwards through her side boobs all the way behind her neck, like an apron. Second thread’s purpose was to supply better structural balance to the tray.
Once satisfied with her work, Rose said, “There’s a party at your house tonight and you’re the server as a punishment. Practice walking with drinks on that tray. Do not spill and waste drinks while walking and remember to follow party rules.”
“1 – Each time anyone notices you spilling the drink on tray, that person may punish you on spot with whatever they deem fit.”
“2 – After each shot, guests will suck lime and salt from your nipples.”
“3 – Since it’s a punishment, you’re not entitled to cum at all, no matter what happens.”
“4–You will treat each guest in the party as master/mistress. Follow orders given by anyone in the party without question.”
“5 – The stuffing cannot leave any of your holes during entire party, unless explicitly specified.”
“6 – You cannot look anyone in their eyes, always look at the floor.”
“7 – Thank each master/mistress before and after following their command.”
“All permanent rules will always apply. Punishments upon breaking rules during this party will be much more severe. All the best, my slave.”
Rose helped her fill the tray with small shot glasses with water and let her practice walking carefully. Next one hour passed, and she got a hang of things and was no longer spilling the water while walking. But the dreadful thing was her legs were sore already, and she was uncomfortable walking. Rose didn’t allow her to sit.
Jessica looked at the clock and saw it was 8:50PM. Then turned around to see Rose holding a collar in her hands and said, “Guests are about to come, lets finish your look for the night.”
It was a black leather collar with silver shining large text on it which said, “PROFESSOR WHORE“, right at the center. Once the collar was in place, like everything, it was also painfully tight. Jessica was having difficulty breathing. She thought to herself that she’ll pass out before the party ends due to lack of oxygen.
By the time it was 9 and the first bell rang, Jessica had set a breathing rhythm. Still, the oxygen supply wasn’t usual, but at least she didn’t feel like passing out.
First guest was her master along with an Asian girl who was also looking at the floor. But she was wearing a professional suit for a server at a very high-end gala dinner. She had on a white shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes with a bow tie.
Tyrone spoke first. “This is Anna, and she’ll be helping you place those drinks and other order on that tray. She’s not the major attraction for the night, you are. So, she’ll not leave the kitchen at any point. Her only job is to place orders on that tray, rest is yours.”
With that, Anna placed her right hand on the small of Jessica’s back and directed her towards the kitchen. She had specific orders of her own. Do not speak to Jessica at all throughout the party.
Gathering a lot of courage, Jessica whispered in Anna’s ears, “Are you also their slave?”
Extremely terrified girl looked up, placed her index finger on Jessica’s lips and shook her head frantically. Seeing her expressions, Jessica knew they could not talk to each other. They had now stocked her kitchen with various kinds of liquor now. There was vodka, tequila, a wide variety of whiskey and scotch as well.
Soon the house started filling in. She saw among the people she was familiar with were Reggie, Terry, David, Mark, Rick & Jamie. Rick and Jamie had brought two blonde girls with them as well. She assumed their girlfriends. Reggie and Terry had two black women with them as well, while David had a Latina woman.
Anna had now stacked Jessica’s tray with vodka shots, along with slices of lime and a small bowl of salt. As she turned around and started walking towards the guests, balls in her cunt and the beaded dildo up her asshole started vibrating. The problem was, this vibration was more intense than any of the earlier times. She had to stop and take a few deep breaths to compose herself. Once calmer to the intense pleasure sensations, she started walking towards the guests.
Both brothers jumped to the chance and stepped forward, picked a slice of lime each, rubbed on and around both nipples followed by some salt. Together both raised the shot glasses and said, “Cheers!” and just like that bottoms-up.
Immediately placing the empty glasses back on the tray, they started sucking each of her nipples. With the use of experienced tongues on her nipples, Jessica felt like she would cum right there, standing in between both brothers. Suddenly, she felt a finger rubbing on her clit vigorously.
Her legs started trembling. She had to focus on staying stable and not let the drinks spill and hold on to her orgasm. This was too much for her. She couldn’t control her loud moans. If this was not a punishment, and if her mistress allowed her to cum, there would be a river flowing out of her cunt by now.
Then just like that everyone left, and she felt disappointed with no mouths and the fingers. She felt too lost in her lust and need to cum; she didn’t realize Rose’s stern and angry look. It came to her mind the rule; turned towards Rick. “Slave would like to thank you, master for enjoying her services. It would be her pleasure to be of any use to her master.”
She repeated for Jamie as well. Then she saw the young blonde girls walking towards her. One of them said, “I didn’t believe when Jamie talked about the professor whore. You sure are one. Anyone else in the university knows about her extracurricular hobbies?”
“No, not yet. It all depends on how the whore behaves. The ultimate punishment for her would be to let everyone know what a true whore their professor is.”
Jessica felt fear creeping in her head. These blondes were students at the university. Things are getting out of hand now; more students are getting involved in her sexual adventures. Then she heard Jamie continue. “Would you behave properly, whore? Or should we let the students and faculty know what you really are?”
“Master, your whore slave will behave exactly as her masters and mistresses command. She will be always grateful to her masters and mistresses for their discretion by keeping her secret life hidden.”
With that, both girls took their shots, and exactly how Rick and Jamie had. But this time after both the mouths left, one girl was rubbing her clit expertly and in between would stop and give her five hard slaps right on her clit.
On the third cycle Jessica couldn’t take anymore and desperately said, “please mistress, slave begs her to have some mercy. This slave could not control any longer, mistress. Please give your humble slave some time.”
Continuing the cycle fourth time she said, “if you can’t control then cum. What’s the problem?”
“Slave doesn’t have permission to cum, mistress.”
Out of curiosity, she turned towards Rose with a questioning look. Rose responded, “this slave is on a punishment and cannot cum during this party.”
“That’s no fun Rose. I think everyone would have more fun if this whore keeps coming every time. She serves her masters and mistresses,” said the other girl, sounding disappointed.
“Rules are rules, Claire, and they don’t change just because you have different expectations from this party,” responded Rose in a stern and overpowering voice.
Jamie gave Claire an angry look, which brought her down to her place. She got the idea now who real bosses of the party were. And with that, the hand left Jessica’s clit. She was still trembling from the intense sensations and the vibrating stuff in both her holes. It took her few more minutes to control her orgasm and compose herself. This was going to be the most difficult punishment for her.
By the time it was 10PM everyone had their first rounds of shots and a go at her clit. She was now hyper-sensitive and when she reached towards Tyrone one more time, she said, “master, your humble slave begs her generous owner to grant her permission to cum. Please, master, your slave is too sensitive and wouldn’t be able to control anymore.”
“You can cum slave nobody has stopped you. Just remember that severe punishment will follow it.”
Jessica knew that it’s impossible to control anymore. The first person to stimulate her clit will be successful to fetch the river out of her cunt. But to her surprise, during that round nobody did. Then bringing out his phone, Jamie said, “Everyone join us in the living room, we’re watching a wonderful movie. Both Anna and Jessica leave you tasks and join us. It’s a really amazing movie.”
When everyone gathered and took their seat, apart from Jessica and Anna (they didn’t have permission to sit), he played the video from his phone to the smart TV. And to her horror, the video was of her office adventure. Ten minutes in, everyone felt turned on and shocked by the events in the video.
Jessica saw the black woman with Reggie walked and stood behind her and said, “I am mistress Taylor.” With that she started the same rhythm of rubbing her clit followed by few hard slaps on it. She was now whispering in Jessica’s ears from behind her while focusing on the video and intensifying her actions on the clit.
Jessica was breathing heavily by now and tried everything in her power to control the orgasm. The lack of oxygen, vibrating balls and anal dildo, the realization of her own actions in the video, along with the pleasure on her clit, was way too much for her to control. As she saw herself having an orgasm on her own office desk while Phillip was outside and clearly audible in this video, all hell broke loose.
With a loud and vocal grunt, she yelled, “Ah… fuck…. me… I’m… fuck… me… Ah… Ah… Ah… God…”, the balls dropped out of her cunt and with intense pressure came out the entire fountain of fluid that had been building inside her for so long, “Ah… Ah… God… Oh… my God… Oh… Fuck… Me…”, Taylor had by now wrapped her one hand around her tits from behind to control her body and other hand was still vigorously rubbing her clit.
Jessica was yelling and grunting loudly. She felt like her entire neighborhood would have heard her screams by now. But she couldn’t control any longer and loudly begged, “Please… please… too… sensitive… please… mistress… too… sensitive…” with that she passed out in Taylor’s arm.
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Jessica woke up next morning naked on her bed, covered completely with dried sperm. What happened yesterday? Last thing she remembered was one of the most intense orgasm of her life, wrapped around the arms of Taylor. After that everything was a blackout. How was she covered in so much cum? No matter how hard she tried, nothing came back.
After finishing her morning routine, she went out to the living room to prepare for her workout session. Entire house was a mess and on the couch was Rose. She went to her and raised her hand to ask the question.
Rose said in her tired haze, “Speak slave.”
“Mistress, your slave couldn’t remember what happened yesterday. Would mistress be so generous and tell her slave what happened after the slave passed out?”
“If you don’t remember, slave, then it’s good for you. I don’t owe you any explanation. Get on with your day.”
Realizing she won’t get anything out of her, Jessica turned and left her house for her morning workout session.
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Once alone, Rose dialed the number. “Ty had been correct always about you. You are a crazy shit mastermind. Last night was real fun. Best night of my life. And don’t worry, your cover is still safe. She remembers nothing from the moment she passed out.”
Response on the phone was, “I know she remembers nothing you dummy, it’s not a coincidence that she doesn’t remember. Everything is part of the plan. Do your part and don’t get too cocky with me. I’m not Ty.”
When Rose saw the disconnected phone call, she felt like someone had punched her in the gut. No one had ever talked to her like this.
“Who does she think she is?” thought Rose.
[For readers–Don’t worry, Jessica will find out what happened that night after she passed out, in a future chapter as her character develops even further. Along with her, everyone else will also get to know what exactly happened?]
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Jessica felt like everyone was hell bent on destroying her entire life. She wasn’t safe at university, and she wasn’t safe at her own house. Her workout regime was getting even more intense. Massage guy made sure she always leaves on the verge of a massive orgasm but never allowed a release. At home after so much of tiring physical and mental day, Rose will practice her bondage skills on her. She had to practice her Kegel exercises to the extreme. She had to hold heavier objects from the strength of her cunt muscles even though Rose brings her beyond the limits of orgasm but never allows her to cum.
From past few days her mistress would not allow her to cum, even though she had been holding it beyond her limits. Her brain had stopped functioning properly now. She couldn’t focus on her work at all. Every single second of the day, her brain was screaming and begging to get some relief.
Their plan was working, increase the sexual appetite and then deny. Jessica couldn’t hold on to her orgasms any longer and did not know when her mistress would allow her the pleasure. She knew there was only one way left to beg.
Following Friday evening her massage therapy became way more erotic than it had ever been. When she reached home and stood naked, facing towards her neighbors in her waiting position. Door unlocked around fifteen minutes later. She entered inside and saw her mistress siting on the couch watching TV.
Jessica kneeled in front of her feet, gently picked her left foot, and kissed the sole of her foot passionately as if her life was in that sole. She repeated same gesture on her right foot and begged, “Mistress, your humble slave begs permission to cum. Your slave will do whatever you wish from her, please have mercy on your slave and allow her to cum, just once.”
This had been the entire plan, but Rose was skeptical of it. But it worked like a charm. Putting her finger on Jessica’s chin, she raised her head so their eyes could meet. Her eyes were moist. Rose said, “Slave, you already have to do whatever I demand, what’s new that you’re offering me here?”
Thinking for a while she couldn’t come up with anything so dejected, she begged again, “Slave has nothing new to offer to her mistress but herself. This slave offers herself completely to her mistress if her mistress would be so generous to grant her permission to cum.”
Rose didn’t know why this was necessary, but Tyrone insisted on playing with her head. He didn’t care about fucking her physically as much as he enjoyed fucking with her head. So, pretending to think for a moment she said, “I want something permanent on my slave to let her always remind that she’s owned by her master and mistress. What do you think slave can you offer that?”
What does she mean by Permanent? How can she let anything permanent done to her? There were again questions spiraling in her head when her lust demanded to cum, no matter what the cost, so she said, “Yes, mistress, your slave will be happy to please her mistress in whatever way necessary. Your slave agrees to have something permanent to denote her devotion to her master and mistress.”
Rose jumped in excitement and shouted in glee, “Perfect. I’ll plan everything. Tomorrow you’ll skip your gym sessions; I’ll get it approved by your master as well. We’ll both get what you desire so much.”
That night’s bondage practice and Kegel exercises, Jessica had permission to cum as much as she wishes. She had nine mind-blowing, lava-squirting, and earth-shattering orgasms. The fog that had settled in front of her eyes disappeared. She felt so much better now. This was the first night since Rose started living with her; she had slept like a baby. Rose told her they must leave early around 6:30 in the morning.
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November 30th, Saturday
Rose was driving Jessica’s car to some unknown location, and something permanent was going to happen to her. What exactly? Rose wouldn’t tell. She was silent the entire ride and kept looking outside the window when she realized they were parking outside a giant mansion. Where are they? Who owns such a gigantic mansion? Why are they here? As usual, her head was bombarding her with questions.
Jessica’s life was in such a turmoil in recent days that she had even forgotten that today was her ninth anniversary. This was the first anniversary on which Jason was not with her. Worst, she didn’t even remember.
Rose pressed the button and waited for the front door to open and within seconds it opened with the sound from speaker telling them to go all the way to the main medical center. Yes, the mansion had multiple medical rooms but the main one was so huge that they called it medical center.
They walked room after room until reaching in front of a giant locked door. As they reached there, Tyrone unlocked the door via his phone remotely, and they entered inside.
Before they would go inside the room, Rose gave her the awfully familiar custom-made noise cancellation earphones along with the zero vision contact lenses. After putting them both in, she realized this time it wasn’t Tyrone’s voice over the instrumental music, but an actual playlist of heavy metal songs. She was deaf and blind when Rose took her inside by holding her hand.
Once inside, Rose helped her get rid of all her clothes, including the heels. Next, she helped inside a customized chamber, which looked like cryotherapy, only difference being it was much bigger and was completely transparent. Once inside, Rose helped her spread legs over three feet apart and hands holding some metal rods parallel to the ground. This position exposed every inch of her body.
As Rose walked out of the chamber, Tyrone closed the top lid, which has an automated design to make airtight seal. Jessica felt something crush her neck, just below her chin. It was too tight, making it difficult to breathe. Rose had bound her hair outside the chamber. This made her entire body inside this chamber apart from her head. Even her entire neck was inside the chamber.
Jessica felt terrified, without the ability to see or hear and something extremely tight around her neck. Then suddenly she heard her master’s voice. “This is an order. Remain in the position that you’re currently. In a little while you’ll feel a burning sensation but remember, do not leave the position. No matter how much your head tells you to.”
Few seconds later she felt a sudden sharp burning sensation in her entire body that was inside the chamber. There was a sharp and loud squeal from her, but she forced herself to remain in the position. After a few minutes of that sharp burning pain, somehow, she felt a little better, as her body got used to too much consistent pain.
She did not know how long she had been in that fiery hell, but suddenly felt the doors around her neck released. She took a deep sigh of relief to have survived such a painful ordeal. This time Reggie grabbed her from the chamber like some light toy and dropped her into a pool of ice-cold water. She gasped loudly, finding it difficult to breathe again, because of sudden contrast in temperature.
Reggie helped her naked body out of the ice bath after 15 minutes and helped her dry urgently. Once she felt settled within the regular room temperature, she heard in the earphones, “What you received is an extremely expensive customized laser treatment. Now you’ll never grow a single hair from head down, including your neck. Saves a lot of time with those waxing sessions.”
Jessica didn’t get any time to process what just happened. Soon, Reggie helped her on a gynecologist chair, and he bound both her hands and legs. She again felt her legs bound painfully wide. Fear struck. The professor felt lost in her own thoughts when she felt sharp needle pain in her arm.
“What are they injecting in me? What have I agreed to?” she thought to herself.
They left Jessica bound for a few minutes for anesthesia to kick in. Then she felt a metal object opening her vagina wide. For about the next forty-five minutes Jessica felt someone doing something inside her vagina but what, she had no clue. Anesthesia had worked the magic; she felt little.
Later Rose released her hands and legs, helped her out of the chair. She fed her some breakfast, along with some water. This was the first time Jessica felt good. She already felt terrified about not knowing what they have done to her vagina.
After she had finished her breakfast, Jessica raised her hand to an unknown person for permission to speak. Rose said, “Speak slave. What do you have to say?”
Realizing it was her mistress feeding her, Jessica nervously asked, “Mistress, your slave has a question. May your humble slave ask what her master did to her cunt?” she tried her best to not offend her mistress.
“You will know what we have done, but only in time. Now don’t worry about all this and focus on pleasing your master and mistress,” said Rose.
Rose gave her a pill after breakfast, which she swallowed with water, with no question. After a few hours of rest, still blind, her mistress fed her lunch, which she again dutifully ate with no question.
Already blind, the earphones were put back with loud metal songs playing in the playlist. Rose again helped her out of the clothes and bound her to the same chair. This time they also bound her forehead on the chair. She couldn’t move a thing now.
Completely helpless with no ability to see or hear, they terribly mortified her by making her unable to move. She did not know what was happening around her for what felt like an eternity but in actuality, were only a few minutes. Time really slowed down when you’re completely helpless to do anything and especially when two of the most important senses are not working.
Someone rubbed a cold solution on her left nipple with a soft material, and she instantly realized what was going to happen. Before she could even process or raise her concern, not that it would have mattered anyway, she felt a metallic object pinching on her nipple, followed by a sharp object penetrating through. Her master had pierced her nipple.
Tyrone looked at her, as there was a 00-gauge (10mm) needle inserted in her left nipple with surgical precision by Jack, who was the best in the entire country. When Tyrone explained to Jack about the required 00-gauge piercing, he recommended against it for her nipples. Looking at Jessica’s larger than normal nipples satisfied him of lower chances of having any complications post-piercing.
Tyrone saw that Jack’s hand movements were so fast and precise that by the time Jessica’s brain could process the pain, the needle was all the way through. The loud and fierce scream from her came afterwards.
Soon Jessica felt the inserted material sliding towards the right, but never felt the hole in her nipple being empty, which meant the actual jewelry was now in. Whatever her master has decided for her has now swiftly replaced the needle. For, next few minutes she felt like they were still doing something to her left nipple jewelry. She thought they had finished the piercing. What are they still doing with it? Has something gone wrong? Would she lose her precious nipple permanently because the piercing guy fucked up?
Soon Jack removed his hands from her left nipple, which meant he finished his job. But then she felt the same pinching pain on her right nipple. She had heard that crying with the contacts on is not ideal, but she couldn’t control herself. What would she tell Jason once he returns from his trip? He wouldn’t believe that she did this all on her own.
She got back to reality when she felt a touch on her most sensitive area, clit. She couldn’t control herself anymore and just softly begged, “Please master, your slave begs her generous master to not pierce her clit.”
Tyrone wanted the same gauge for clit as well, but Jack had convinced him that for clit it can turn too complicated. Jack told him earlier, “Do you even have any idea how many nerves there are on a woman’s clit? For a clit piercing no matter what you think there’s a limit before you’ll create permanent damage.”
Eventually Tyrone agreed to his terms and switched to a thinner jewelry for her clit. But for it he had switched the design. For next few minutes she felt someone playing with her clit, she felt completely aroused now. Her clit has grown to its full potential.
Suddenly the hand movements stopped for a few seconds, she thought. She had got herself out of it and then a sudden and sharp needle which felt even thicker than her nipples but was thinner.
Her screams now were so loud that it started irritating people in the room. Before she could calm down there as a large and thick rubber cock forced deep down her throat and wrapped tightly around. She couldn’t make a sound anymore.
In next few seconds, the required jewelry swiftly replaced the needle. Like her nipples, Jack finished her clit jewelry as well in the next few minutes. Followed by this, she quickly got eight more piercings, four on each of her cunt lips. All eight were 00-gauge rings. She never thought that she would get so many piercings in a single day and in all her most private parts.
They bound her on that chair for the next hour and a half, left to contemplate her situation. There is no way for her to not get divorced once Jason returns from London. Suddenly she felt something soft tickling on her left tit. It took her few minutes to realize that someone was drawing something on her left tit.
“Oh, my god! They’re doing a tattoo on me now. How worse can her day go from here onwards?” she thought.
Over next few hours they completed the sketch on both her tits and when there was nothing touching her tits, she realized this is going to be a massive tattoo covering both her tits plus it was starting above and going even below her tits. There was no way to hide such a huge tattoo from anyone, let alone Jason.
There were three painful needles working simultaneously on the tattoo. Couple of hours later they all took a break. During this time, someone fed her while still bound to the chair. Later she also drank a lot of water from a straw.
With three needles constantly working together, four more hours later, they completed the tattoo. She felt something rubbing all around the tattoo, thinking they were cleaning it with the antiseptic solution. Rose released her from her bounds and took her to the restroom. She did her business, not knowing how many people were watching her right now.
She thought that they have finished their work, but when they bound her to the chair again, she realized not yet. Then she felt the similar tickling starting from just below her ribcage. For, next hour, the artist drew another giant sketch on her. It spanned just below the ribcage, to her cunt, inner thighs, and reached even between her cunt and asshole. This one was much larger than the one on her tits.
This time they had a larger area to work on, so she felt four needles working simultaneously. It was a team of people working on her tattoo. When one took a rest, another replaced them. Four needles were always working on her. The tattoo was dangerously close to her clit; it touched the top of her cunt. She felt going around her cunt lips as well.
Most painful event for her was when they started between her cunt and asshole. She did not know how long they took, but finally they had completed their task and she felt a similar rubbing of a solution on her tattoo.
“I am only married till Jason is in London,” she thought.
Rose somehow felt bad for Jessica even though she was the one drawing those giant sketches on her, which the team of professional tattoo artists converted into a permanent tattoo. When she released her again to feed her extremely late dinner, it was already midnight. Jessica was starving by now.
They exhausted Jessica by the events of the day and didn’t realize when she felt asleep. When she woke up, she could see but didn’t remember when she removed the contacts. They bound both her hands and legs to the edges of the bed. Entire front of her body felt extremely sore after the amount of piercing and tattoos she had received yesterday.
Rose came to her room and said, “Good morning slave, how you are feeling this morning?”
“Your slave is sore mistress. She never expected to have so much done to her body in a single day.” Tears started flowing automatically when Jessica remembered what had just happened.
“We did not plan it to do all this in single sitting but then you broke the rule by speaking in between without permission. Your master had to add punishment for breaking the rule.”
Everything was pre-planned, but Rose made her feel that it was her mistake. And she was successful, Jessica thought, “you are fucking stupid whore. If you had let them pierce your clit without making a noise, maybe they wouldn’t have tattooed you. Why can’t you remember a simple fucking rule?” even though somewhere deep in her mind she knew this was not true, they would have tattooed her, anyway.
Rose unbound her, blindfolded, and took her to the restroom. She removed her gown, and Jessica continued with her morning routine blindfolded. Later, Rose helped the blindfolded slave take a bath. Rose also carefully followed her post piercing and tattoo procedures. She was very loving, soft, and generous during the entire process.
Later she got out of the bathtub and Rose put the loose gown back on her. She removed her blindfold and told her to wash her face and hair. Once completed and back to the bedroom, she kneeled in front of her mistress and pleadingly raised her right hand, asking permission to speak.
“Go ahead, you may speak slave.”
“Mistress, may your humble slave remove her gown and have a look at what her master and mistress had done to her?”
“No slave, you may not. Until your master or your mistress gives you explicit permission, you may not look at what we did to you. Breaking this rule will have even more severe consequences than when you spoke during your piercings. Is the command understood slave?”
Dejected, sad and with a lot of fear she said, “Yes mistress, your slave understands the command and will not look at her body until explicitly ordered by either her master or mistress.”
“Good. Your master is extremely generous to you and has already applied for a two-week vacation at your work for your recovery. You will stay here in this mansion for that duration.”
Her master and mistress now controlled every aspect of her life; still Rose forced her to say, “Your slave is thankful to her master sincerely for his generosity and thoughtfulness for his slave’s wellbeing.”
After each meal, Rose gave her that unknown pill. Not able to hold back on her curiosity, Jessica raised her hand after swallowing the pill. After getting the permission to speak she said, “Mistress, what is that pill for?”
After thinking for a few seconds, Rose thought she deserves to know at least this information, so she said, “US military developed this medication for the soldiers on field. This pill fast-tracks the healing process. If the field agents need medical help while on duty, this helps them heal much faster. They specially use it for special ops teams.”
Rose continued, “This is a top-secret medication only available for folks serving the country. Mass production of this pill can nullify its effect since enemy can also get hold of it then. Typically, all the piercings and tattoos take many months to heal. But if you take this pill after each meal, you will heal completely before New Year’s. And don’t ask how Ty got hold of this because I also don’t know that information.”
Upon hearing New Year’s reference, she realized she had forgotten about their anniversary. This was the first time she hadn’t even talked to Jason. Raising her hand again with a very pleading look in her eyes. Rose looked and realized this was more urgent. She said, “This is the last time I’m allowing you to talk, make it count, slut.”
“Thank you very much, mistress. Mistress, your slave, just realized she missed her anniversary. May your slave have her mistress’ permission to call her husband to wish him late anniversary?”
“No. You do not have my permission to call your husband.”
Panicked, she didn’t even wait for permission to speak again and said begging, “Please, mistress.”
“Do you want to earn another punishment, slut? You spoked one more time without permission and you’ll earn another punishment. No means no.” With that, Rose ended the discussion.
Jessica couldn’t help herself and cried for many minutes after her mistress denied her permission to call Jason.
For the next two days, they again bound her to the soft chair and tattoo artists kept working on further defining and enhancing the coloring of tattoos on her front side. There were two more new tattoos added to both front thighs. Both started at the joint and went ten inches below with the entire width of the front thighs.
When finally Tyrone looked at the tattoos, he felt delighted with result.
He said to Victor, the boss of their team, “Man, your team surpassed my expectations. This shit looks too real. Colors are so vibrant and well defined. This looks like an illusion painting man, popping out like some 3D shit.”
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For the next week, she had to continue her exercise routine, as well as her cunt muscle strength exercises. Rose followed the cleanliness routine for her slave. Jessica still has not seen her piercings and tattoos. Those pills were working its magic. She didn’t feel any soreness. She was healing faster than expected. The dose could be stronger for her. They kept the dosage same since there were no side effects on her.
Exactly the next Saturday morning, she was back in that same room, blind and deaf again. This time they bound her with a different setup. A giant flat surface bench on which they bound her on all fours with complete access to her back and ass.
Once satisfied with the setup, Rose began with the sketch. Jessica felt the new tattoo beginning few inches below her nape and went all the way to her ass crack. This new tattoo covered entire width of her back. This one was even larger than the one on the front.
Jessica had now given up no point making any fuss. She had already accepted that her marriage would soon be over. Again, with four simultaneous needles working on her back tattoo, it took around seven hours to finish the tattoo and clean it up. As they left, they removed Jessica from her bounds. Her legs wouldn’t work anymore from extended bondage.
Once the blood circulation worked properly and she could stand, Rose helped her out of the room and fed the starving slave some food and water. Jessica didn’t know how she will go to the university with the wardrobe she now had. Most of her tattoos would be clearly visible through those clothes.
For the next two days, like the front tattoos, the team worked on finishing up the coloring and enhancing the in-depth definition of the giant tattoo on her back. During this time, they also added two new tattoos covering her both ass cheeks and like her front upper thighs, similar dimensions tattoos, now added to back of her thighs.
Later one day they separately came just for a single tattoo they did right at her nape. They tied her hair in a bun above her head, so they have easier space to get it done. Since it was a smaller tattoo, they finished it entirely within four hours’ time. Which was much longer for their team of experts, but the amount of details Tyrone needed took time.
Once they finished her tattoos, Jessica was more worried about how she will go back to work with the dresses she now owned. There would be no way to hide the tattoos with her new dress code. The only silver-lining in all of this was her healing process. She felt like she was healing at a speed of some science fiction movie hero.
Her routine was same, still hadn’t seen her tattoos and piercings, doing all her exercises regularly, including her Kegel exercises. At the end of the week, she was nervous to go back to the university, when she felt relieved to know that Tyrone had merged her two weeks’ vacation with the end of the year holidays and added another two weeks’ time off in January. This meant she had more than month time off now. Throughout her working career, she had never taken so many days off at once.
Then she was again blind and deaf and mortified, not sure what else they want to do with her. But when she sat on a chair, she took a deep sigh, thinking at least they’re not doing any more tattoos or piercings. Few minutes later her fear got back, she was getting a new haircut.
An hour later when Rose, now satisfied with Jessica’s haircut, gave a nod to Anna, the Asian girl who was an excellent hair stylist and Rose’s full-time slave. Jessica then realized they were washing her hair and rubbed something on them. Then it clicked to her. They were giving her a new hair color.
Jessica thought to herself, “The number of physical changes that they’ve given her, most people in university won’t even recognize her.”
Few hours later, Anna had finished the hairstyle after getting approval from Rose. Completing the last addition, she said to Rose, “Mistress, I think your slave is ready. If you approve, we can remove her contact and show her the fresh look?”
Anna removed her earphones and said to her, “You can now remove your contacts and check out your fresh look.”
Jessica carefully removed her contacts and tears started flowing. She could not believe her new hairstyle. She now had an inverted asymmetrical straight bob cut style, which from back curved exposing her entire neck tattoo. Rose had hidden the tattoo itself with a bandage, so she still couldn’t see the tattoo.
From left side it went just below her chin and from right side it was about four inches below her chin. She had a side partition on the left.
The fundamental problem was the color. She no longer was blonde. She had black hair with burgundy highlights to them. The moment she looked at herself in the mirror, image screamed at her, “WHORE.”
Somehow to her this new haircut felt more drastic change, as it was the first thing anyone will notice. They have completely transformed her. Jessica couldn’t control her tears anymore and thought she had been crying much more often these days.
Rose interrupted her thoughts and said, “Now remember, you would not want most people to see any of your tattoos. By default, you’ll get a privilege to hair extensions, so you can hide the neck tattoo. At any one punishment we can revoke this privilege, and you’d have to go work flaunting your tattoos.”
Jessica was afraid of even imagining that day when she’d have to flaunt her tattoos. She hasn’t even seen the tattoos but assumed they wouldn’t anything decent.
During this entire time, since they would not allow her to leave the mansion, her master gave her permission to call Mike every Sunday for thirty minutes. She had to make excuses to Mike, why she can’t see him personally and would have to manage by thirty-minute calls.
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Two weeks later, the healing process for both her tattoos and her piercings was much faster than expected. Rose was consistently inspecting the healing process and reporting back to Ty. Jessica regularly followed her rigorous workout routine. Yoga classes improved her stretching dramatically and the erotic dance classes had made her the best stripper in the city.
Since the piercing and the tattoos, they had updated her dance classes to just the dance moves and no stripping. Tyrone didn’t want her to see her latest look before time. Her dance instructor told Tyrone that she had already perfected the stripping moves, she’s currently working on her advanced erotic dance moves. Soon she would reach to where she can rise the dead from her erotic performances.
She had already reached the perfect figure that Tyrone wanted for her. There was not even an ounce of fat that he wanted to shed from her body. Any professional model or actress would easily do anything to achieve what Jessica had achieved with her physical perfection.
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30th December
Jessica was now standing in the middle of a giant living room, wearing her usual loose gown. She had her head down, Tyrone and Rose sitting on opposite end on a couch. Also in the room were Reggie, Jamie, and Rick.
Tyrone spoke first. “I have spent a hell lot of money to make you a perfect and exotic slave. People will line up to spend a few hours with you. There’re still some improvements in your skill set and then you’ll be the best whore on the entire surface of this planet. Probably few months of more training.”
Jessica felt anger, disgust, and some excitement, which she didn’t want to acknowledge from what she heard. She forced herself to remain calm and not yell at her tormentor.
Her master continued, “You already know about the exotic and expensive permanent hair removal session that you got. Now you’ll never see a grain of hair ever in your life. Other service I gave you is permanent sterilization. It was a non-invasive surgery, a new groundbreaking way to do it through your cunt and not implanting any devices inside. It is also really expensive surgery.”
Jessica cried even more now. She could no longer have kids, ever. They delayed having kids, but it was always on the table. They wanted to have a family eventually but now she can’t have her own family.
Her master kept ongoing without worrying about her emotions. “Now I’m making you a perfect slave and if you get pregnant and ruin all the plans, that just can’t be acceptable. So now we don’t have to bother about that side. Plus, it’ll save you a lot of money with birth-control pills.”
Tyrone continued, “I am happy with the healing progress of your body, and I think we can begin having our fun from now onwards. The pills have really worked their magic. Rose told me that now all your tattoos and piercings have healed completely. We can stop those pills from today. Do you want to see how your master has so generously enhanced your body’s beauty?”
She nodded, still crying. Tyrone yelled at her, “Speak up.”
Still looking at the floor, she said, “Yes, master. Your slave would be incredibly grateful if her master would be ever so generous to grant her permission to look at her body.”
“I have groomed her well so far, and she has learned really fast,” Tyrone thought but said, “Remove your gown, slave.”
Jessica bent down, held the hem of her gown from the ankles and with one swift motion removed it over her head. She then threw the gown in one corner of the room. She was standing in the middle when Jamie and Rick carried two giant mirrors and held it at angles so she could see the reflection of her reflection, to get the exact view as everyone else would see.
What she saw instantly brought tears to her eyes. Both her nipples had big and thick barbell rods pierced, and they had soldered the edges permanently with thick flat tires, making them look exactly like classic dumbbells. Worse was the barbells passed through a bigger devil’s fang, as if the devil’s teeth were biting her nipples. The fangs even had devil horns on them. Top of the fang had words inscribed on it, MASTER TYRONE’S and bottom had WHORE SLAVE.
Looking down at her clit, she saw a thinner ring pierced, which joined by two small faces, one male and one female, kissing each other, locked by the kiss. She couldn’t notice in the mirror, but if anyone looked from a magnifying glass, the male was Tyrone and female was Jessica. All the jewelry was industry grade machine made with surgical level accuracy.
Similarly, they had pierced her pussy lips with a thicker version of her clit piercing, locked by a bigger version of the same couple kissing.
They made all her piercings from 18K gold. Tyrone didn’t want it to be shiny, but expensive and classy. All her piercings soldered together permanently, and no one can remove them without cutting the jewelry itself.
Now trying to analyze the tattoo on her tits, what she saw was faces of two giant dragons facing each other with mouths open, teeth around her areolas, depicted as if trying to bite on her nipples. From their mouth each dragon spat fire out, which met at her cleavage and went above her tits to just below her collarbone and covered her entire width till her shoulders.
When she analyzed further, the dragon on her left tit was blue colored and the right one was red colored. The details on the dragons were impeccable. They gave the illusion of a 3D painting. Even the fire coming out of their mouths and spreading upwards was too real. She already had tears in her eyes. She now started analyzing the tattoo that started below her tits.
It was a sketch of an angel with wings spread open; the face was her, exactly her. No doubt left; she was the angel. It was the most erotic angel’s candid image, facing slightly towards the left. Face of the tattoo started just below the end of her tits and rest of her body reached till the end of her ribcage. The angel had her legs bent on her knees and spread wide open.
It appeared as if she was sitting on the floor, leaning slightly backwards, knees bent, and legs spread as far as they would go.
Left hand of the angel came through the side of her tits and went on her cunt, opening the lips and inviting any cock to fuck her. Angel had her right hand bent on the elbows, four fingers folded, and index finger was inside the angel’s mouth, seductively sucking on her finger to make the invitation even more erotic.
The angel tattoo was so erotic, colorful and attention to detail was exquisite. The expressions on her eyes were full of lust, like she desperately wants a cock in that inviting cunt. They also matched exactly the color of her eyes to the shade of blue to match Jessica’s eye color. She could never show this to Jason, was the first thought that came to her mind.
The background color theme for the angel was lightest shade of blue and the wings were slightly darker shade of blue. She noticed that the hand opening her cunt also has a wedding ring, exactly matched to Jessica’s wedding ring. Her thought was, “Why would they go to such a detail in order to degrade her?”
Angel in her left inner thigh had a text, FUCK THIS, and on the right inner thigh had WHORE CUNT. They placed both words in such a way that they started and ended, almost touching the angel’s cunt.
With her moist eyes, she looked down, focusing on the bottom tattoo. This was the reverse of the top. It was a devil, but drawn upside down. Devil also had his knees bent and wide open with a giant cock aiming directly at the open and inviting cunt. The gap between both tattoos felt like the male devil was on his way to fuck the shit out of this inviting whore cunt.
Devil was lying on his back but as you span further down, he was twisting his upper body towards the right and only a little over half of his face was visible and he had his tongue stuck out to lick the actual clit of Jessica. The edge of the tongue was dangerously close to Jessica’s clit, making it look like the devil was on his way to lick the clit.
Even with the side profile of the devil’s face, it was Tyrone. The artist who drew this sketch was beyond amazing, was the first thought that came to Jessica’s mind. It also matched the details of the devil to perfection, lying on his back even the devil’s wings were resting with perfection.
The devil had a red background for them to contrast the difference between the angel and the devil. The theme was also to portray the difference between Jessica’s white skin and Tyrone’s black skin. Rose depicted the contrast in tattoo by blue and red color theme.
Analyzing further details, she realized the right hand of the devil came from the edge of her abs and held the base of his enormous cock. It looked as if he was directing his cock towards the inviting whore cunt.
And the left hand went downwards from the other side of her abs, went between her legs and the index finger pointing and touching the edge of her asshole. They drew part of his index finger between her cunt and asshole. She now remembered; this was the most painful index finger of her life.
Spreading her legs, she saw proportionately larger version of the texts written on her inner thighs, FUCK THIS and WHORE CUNT. They wrote it in such matching details and precision that it made sure that this is the same whore cunt depicted on her body.
Looking at front of her left thigh, same angel kneeling on floor with legs wide open in between two more devils. Angel had cocks of both devils in her hands as if wanking off. She was facing the devil towards her left, who looked awfully like Reggie, and the one on her right was Terry.
She had pulled skin of both cocks all the way back and both cocks spurting a white load off their dicks. Angel had her tongue stuck out and some of the spray had already landed on her tongue and her face, with some still coming out. The other cock had dropped some on her tit already, with more on its way.
On her right thigh was a depiction from her actions in her office room. Angel was on top of her office desk, kneeling, legs spread out, leaning back balanced on one elbow with a dildo up her cunt, one pushed up her mouth and the free hand rubbing her clit. In this smaller depiction in which they squeezed space for a white board behind her on which it had, “Prof. Jessica Peterson.”
She thought to herself, “They turned me into an erotic comic. A well-made, detailed and high-quality comic.”
She couldn’t see any further from the front view of the mirrors. They told her to turn around and they adjusted mirrors to supply further detailed view. On her back was even more erotic and detailed depiction. This version angel had the full giant devil cock buried all the way up her cunt and the hand that was opening her cunt was now rubbing her clit. Wedding ring still clearly depicted.
Her other hand had moved from her mouth and was kneading her tit, inviting the world to play with it. Her mouth was open with the most erotic expressions any woman can have, like she was yelling, “Ah! Ah! Ah!” while riding the giant devil’s cock.
In a sitting position, the angel was riding the devil reverse cowgirl. In this version, she had her eyeballs partially rolled up, as if on the verge of a giant orgasm. She got what she wanted. It was like her body was an erotic comic book and front had scene one and back had scene two.
The devil had his one hand around the angel’s neck, appearing he was chocking her while she faced directly at him. This scene showed that Angel loved what Devil was doing to her. Both facing each other as if about to kiss.
The best part was there were flames coming from behind the devil. It looked like devil fucking the angel was creating fire around both. This tattoo started a couple of inches below her neck and ended just above the small of her back.
Right from her ass crack started another tattoo. It was a big heart wrapped around double folded golden scroll banner with black text. Top fold of the scroll had text “Devil’s” and the bottom fold had “Whore“.
Bending a little and checking her both ass cheeks, she looked they had made the devil’s army of demons looking up and raising their right hands. It appeared as if they were all cheering Devil for fucking the whore angel. They also themed demons with red color. As with all other tattoos, detailed to perfection.
Looking further at the back of her left thigh had a big ancient style scroll letter, on which they wrote:
Jessica Peterson
Aka Professor Whore
For Bookings call (311) 555-2368
On her right thigh had similar ancient style scroll letter, on which they had written:
All You Can Fuck Buffet
Satisfaction Guaranteed
Else No Charge
With unstoppable tears in her eyes, she remembered there was one more tattoo on the back of her neck. She stood up to find that her new hairstyle didn’t hide any part of the tattoo on her nape. It was a vertically triple folded scroll banner tattoo with a light shade of blue as background theme. The top fold had text written, “Master” middle one had “Tyrone’s” and the bottom one had “Property”
Now she knew she couldn’t lose her privilege to hair extensions at any cost. If they force her to go to work without extensions, it would be her worst nightmare coming true.
After she had finished her detailed analysis, she stood up and faced her master again, eyes still on the floor. She was extremely nervous. Tears couldn’t stop. The humiliation and fear had turned her on. She could feel the wetness in her cunt already.
“How do you like all the beautiful art that your mistress drew on you?” said Tyrone.
“Slave is immensely thankful to her mistress for using her as the canvas of her wonderful imagination,” was all Jessica could say to her master. She didn’t want to offend any of them and earn another punishment, which somehow, if possible, could be worse than this. They have a better imagination than Jessica and could come up with something much worse each time, surprising her further.
“Now do you want to see your master’s imagination as well?”
With questioning expressions on her face, “It would be your slave’s honor to have her master’s imagination shown to her.” But what she thought was, “Is there something more done to her she’s not aware of yet?”
Tyrone nodded towards Jamie, and he stood up with a box which looked like bracelet box, it was black velvet box. Standing in front of her, he opened the box, and she saw a bunch of ridiculously small golden circular chips. They were tiny, like nano-chips. He held one up and bought it closer to the circular end of the dumbbell and attached magnetically to it. He did the same with other end of the dumbbell, kept on repeating till he had done both tits followed by one that he attached to the kissing faces on her clit.
Then one chip he attached to the inside of each ring on her cunt lips. Once done, he sat back in his original seat. Tyrone continued by taking out his phone. “You would now wonder what just happened?”
Without letting her respond he continued, “I had requested all the jewelry made with 18K gold and infused with a liquid compound discovered by Jamie and Rick.
“Why was the gold infused with this liquid compound? Well, it has a specific feature that Jamie found out. How? Let’s not ask that question. What it does is, when sent a particular frequency to it, it emits an electrical signal. Human brain responds to this signal particularly.
“Let’s just see how it works. It would make more sense that way.” Saying that, Tyrone started pressing a bunch of buttons on his phone.
Suddenly all her piercings came to life and her body received immense pleasure signals from everywhere. In a noticeably brief span of time, she was on the verge of an orgasm. Then everything just stopped. She was huffing and puffing.
“This was the pleasure frequency; I don’t think you could hold off more than a few minutes. Now let’s try something else,” and he pressed one more button.
This sent her intense pain through every sensitive part of her body. The scream was intense screeching. Tyrone stopped it in five seconds, but for her it was five seconds of pure agony. Her panting now was much faster. She was down on her knees already.
He continued, “There’s only one pleasure frequency but five different pain frequencies. What you felt right now was level one pain. Just imagine what level five would be like. From now onwards, these frequencies will be part of your life’s rewards and punishments. I would hope you don’t earn punishments from now on.”
Jessica was way beyond mortified now. She could not and she would not earn any punishment going forward. She made a mental note for herself.
“The case is the charger for these chips; they’re coated in gold paint, so they remain camouflaged on the jewelry. Your regular iPhone charger charges it. So again, make sure the case never runs out of battery. You don’t want to earn punishment based on such trivial task.
“Battery percentages for all the electronic accessories that you get from me will display on your phone, so you can track everything and plan accordingly. You will always carry the case in your purse. Whenever you’re at work or around me or any of my designated personnel, attach all chips to the jewelry as you have right now.”
“We can access all the chips remotely as long as the case is within 50 meters away from the chips via a mobile application only available to me or my designated personals. I have connected the case through your phone, and it broadcasts network to the nearest tower. Which in layperson’s terms, we can access from anywhere globally.”
He kept on going. “Remember, case needs to be charged always, has to be inside your purse and purse needs to be with you all the time. Don’t break the rules if you know what’s good for you.”
She heard more rules added to her list, but she felt too lost in her thoughts to even register anything further. Next command was to continue her routine and that there would be New Year party hosted by him tomorrow night. He has invited important people from his gang, so she had to be on her best behavior entire time. Any fumble and punishments will be severe.
She knelt in front of him and nodded to show him she understands the expectations of her. In her mind her thoughts were, “How am I going to live my entire life like this? I can’t see a way out of this mess. I am doomed and have no life left in me.”
Her head was again playing games with her after getting her command to leave and continue with her routine for the day.
Before leaving the room, she raised her hand to ask her question. On which Tyrone gave her permission to speak. Cautiously phrasing her words, she said, “Master, your humble slave is going through a lot and would humbly beg him to consider granting her one wish. She would be grateful to her master.”
“And what is your wish, slave?”
“Master, your slave would like to see a therapist once a week. Just so your slave can keep her sanity and continue to serve her master best way possible.” She hoped Tyrone would fall for that reason. She had realized by now the only way to get out of this mess was Rachael.
Tyrone was beyond happy. It took her a lot longer time than expected but now she had made the request. He said, “Do I look like an idiot to you? I’ll allow you to speak to your therapist so that you can plot against me?”
Now feeling regret and panic for even expecting any output from him, she said out of fear, “No master, your slave would never dare to plot against her so gracious master. If her master thinks that therapy sessions would not be useful for her, she’ll not go. Master knows what’s best for the slave.”
Jessica was saddened by Tyrone’s response but not trying to earn another punishment. Tyrone pretended to think for a moment and then said, “What would you do for your master if he allows this request?”
“Anything her master wishes. Slave will be obligated to do whatever her master wishes her to do,” said Jessica with a newfound hope.
“Okay, you can have an hour of therapy session each week only after your vacation. But after each session you’ll owe a task which would be different and difficult than your daily tasks. Do you accept the deal?” said Tyrone, letting her believe it was all happening at her request.
“Yes master, slave accepts the deal offered by her generous master,” she said, thinking that without taking chances with the therapy session, there was no way out of her predicament.
After getting the permission, she gladly left the room to continue with her daily routine. Only if she knew what she asked was always the part of the master plan.
Once everyone left the living room area, Rose found her chance and sat close to Ty and softly asked, “I was wondering, Ty, who pulls all the threads here? You or Rachael?”
He stood up and, while walking away, said, “You shouldn’t bother your head with this question. If you feel uncomfortable doing your part let me know, I’ll have someone else in your place.”
And with that, he left. Rose was shocked. Ty had never in their entire duration of friendship spoken to her in such a tone. She didn’t need the answer from him anymore. Rachael was pulling all the strings. Everyone else was a puppet in her so-called master plan.
The question was, how does she hold so much power over Ty? She made a mental note to figure everything out, till then follow the plan. Rose was an intelligent and power-hungry woman, but as with everyone with such ambition, you sense similar people easily. Rachael was her adversary, and much better than her. She had to be extremely careful to approach her in the future.
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LONDON–FEW WEEKS EARLIER
As Jason turned still horny from what he heard over the phone from his wife, not believing how turned on she was missing him, he thought, “I need to go back at least for a weekend,” when he saw Samantha standing right in front of him. His brain instantly froze. “Did she hear my conversation with Jess?”
Samantha Waltz was a young (26) blonde woman with an impressive set of D cup tits. She had joined Jason’s team two years ago after graduating from the same university where Jess taught physics. She didn’t know her since she wasn’t a science student. She was also tall, 5’10”, which initially used to make Jason uncomfortable because he used to see her as a younger version of Jess.
Sam, as she preferred, was smiling, and said to him, “Looks like you both are missing each other too much.”
Jason blushed, and his face was completely red. “She heard everything,” he thought, but couldn’t say anything to her. He was the boss, but what do you say in such situations.
“Don’t worry, I was just teasing, boss. I came here to tell you everyone is taking a break for the night and would start again tomorrow morning. I was going to head back to my place and thought since we’re the only two Americans here maybe some drinks would ease off all this stressful work?”
Jason got relaxed a bit and said, “Yeah sure, why not. Let’s go to my place then. I’ve a better bar at the house the company has rented for me.”
“Of course, yours has to be better than mine. I barely joined the company two years ago.”
Soon they were both at his house. Jackets were off so they can relax and enjoy some drinks. In next two hours both were quite drunk and relaxed in each other’s conversations when suddenly Sam asked, “It’s been a while since we’re here, do you miss your wife?”
“Yeah, I miss her a lot. It’s difficult to be away so long, because of the time zone issue, we don’t even get time to talk to each other over phone as well,” said Jason drunk, horny and lost in memory lane.
“I also miss my boyfriend very much. You guys are at least married. I’ve been in a relationship with him for just the past year and a half.”
They were both talking about their partners and how wonderful they were as people. A few drinks down suddenly, Sam reaches forward and kissed Jason on the lips, passionately. For next five to ten minutes, they were kissing each other, and Sam was sitting on his lap.
When they broke the kiss, Jason felt guilty for cheating on his wife and said, “Sam, you’re a wonderful woman but I love my wife and can’t cheat on her.”
“I also love my boyfriend Jason and intend to marry him. But tonight, is not cheating, it’s just remembering our love and getting this frustration off our system. We can’t focus on our work without fucking someone for so long. Tonight is nothing serious Jason, we’re getting our system clean.” And with that, the kiss continued.
After a few more minutes, he let go of all his inhibitions. It was the alcohol, but he felt intoxicated and horny, too far to return now.
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Jason woke up the next morning with a headache from the hangover. First thing he noticed, he was completely naked and saw Sam had gotten dressed and was ready to leave to go to her place. Before he could process what happened, she walked to him, kissed passionately on his lips, and said, “You were amazing yesterday. See you at work, had to take a shower and change.”
Jason was completely in shock. How did things get this far? He blatantly cheated on Jess. She’s waiting for him to return and here he’s cheating on her. Fuck, he’ll still have to be around Sam for the entire stay in London. How will he deal with her now? What if Jess finds out about his infidelity? She would divorce him. Could he even imagine his life without Jess?
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While walking back to her place, Sam dialed a number and said, “Plan went smoothly. I can easily have him under my control from now on.”
Voice on the other end said, “Significant work! Listen to the next steps carefully. Follow all instructions as I tell you, don’t use your own head.”
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Author’s End Notes:
There will be a future part of what happened to Jason when Jess was going through all her torments. I haven’t decided when I would like to write that chapter. If you guys think I should include Jason’s London story first, then leave a comment. I might re-prioritize that chapter if more people are interested in his story.
For now, next few chapters will still focus on Jessica. The next chapter will be an introduction to Tyrone’s brother, which I think people might enjoy. Jessica’s adventure for the New Year’s party weekend.
I am trying to include as many ideas as I like from the comments section into the upcoming chapters of the series. So, if you like a particular way the story might be more enjoyable for you, put it in the comments section.
NOT A GUARANTEE THAT THE IDEA WOULD BE ADDED, BUT IF IT MAKES SENSE IN THE STORY’S DEVELOPMENT, I WILL TRY TO ADD IT.