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My New House and the People Who Came with it
by Vulgus (vulgus@hotmail.com)

***

A man buys a home as an investment and the young couple 
that had previously owned it become his slaves. (MMF, 
reluc, bd, voy, oral, huml, beast)

***

Author Note: To that small group of disturbed people 
who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, 
thank you.

If you have read any of my previous stories you know 
that I am a bit wordy. I enjoy a lot of character 
development. It is more interesting to me if there is 
an actual story. Well, this one is more wordy than 
usual. But I think it is a petty good short story and I 
enjoyed writing it. I hope somebody enjoys reading it. 

***

I have a money making little hobby that has led to an 
enormously erotic situation. I thought you might enjoy 
hearing about it. 

First, a little about me, I am forty-five years old. I 
am a twice divorced white male. I exercise and stay in 
shape. I have a dirty mind and a strong sexual 
appetite.

I am a very well paid computer professional. I am lucky 
enough to work out of my home and set my own schedule. 
The hobby I mentioned at the beginning of this 
narrative is that I keep my eyes open for undervalued 
real estate deals. I buy undervalued houses or I pick 
up places at delinquent tax sales or, once in a while, 
through a couple of contacts at banks I pick up a place 
about to go into foreclosure. I don't do it often. I 
cherry pick. Maybe once or twice a year I come upon a 
deal that is just irresistible. It can be a hassle, but 
if you know your way around, it is a good way to pick 
up an extra fifteen or twenty thousand without doing a 
lot of work.

I had recently gotten word about a nice house that I 
could pick up for a great price out of foreclosure. I 
checked it out and it was worth twice what I could get 
it for, easy. And unlike most of the places I pick up, 
this one was in pretty good shape.

I went ahead and bought the place. This can be a 
torturous process which can take months. But I have 
been through it several times and I know people and I 
know people who know people so it is getting easier.

I finally got the deed to the place, and the keys, 
after almost a month. After having the utilities turned 
on, I drove over to check the place out and see how 
much work I was going to have to do to get it ready to 
sell. 

I walked around outside and everything was in pretty 
good condition. I opened the door to the large storage 
building in the backyard and was surprised at the 
amount of stuff that had been left by the previous 
owners. There was a big collection of expensive tools 
and lawn care equipment, as well as some very expensive 
sports gear, including two really high end kayaks. Just 
casually looking around the inside of the building I 
estimated the value of the contents to be close to 
$20,000!

I finished my tour of the grounds and finally entered 
the house. I was surprised again at the large number of 
personal possessions still in the house. There were 
pictures on the walls and mementoes displayed here and 
there, the kinds of things that you would have expected 
the owners to take with them.

I was starting to get a weird feeling about this as I 
walked through the house. I was getting the feeling 
that someone had been living here, even though the 
utilities had been turned off!

I finished my tour of the first floor and was looking 
around upstairs when I heard a sound coming from the 
door that led to the room over the garage at the end of 
the hall. I quietly moved down the carpeted hall and 
listened at the door for a minute. I didn't hear 
anything so I carefully turned the knob and slowly 
pushed the door open. I didn't see anything at first, 
except for another cache of personal possessions in 
stacks of boxes everywhere around the room. I was just 
about to back out of the room when I heard another 
noise and I called out, "Who's there?"

There was no answer, but I was sure that I had an 
intruder. I pulled out my cell phone and said loudly, 
"I'm dialing 911." 

I started dialing, but before I could push the last 
digit a man and woman who had been crouched behind one 
of the stacks of boxes jumped up, begging me not to 
call the police.

I stared in surprise. They didn't look like bums or 
criminals. They were a young man and woman in their 
early twenties. They were attractive and well dressed 
and the woman was crying and begging me to hang up my 
phone. 

I didn't say anything for a few minutes. Then I asked, 
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

They both started talking at the same time and I 
couldn't understand any of it. I yelled "Quiet!" and 
they both shut up. I pointed to the woman and said, 
"You, go ahead, explain."

She was still crying quietly but she managed to explain 
that they were Glenn and Kara Elliot. It was their 
house, or used to be. They had both had high paying 
jobs at the nearby GLT Electronics plant, until it went 
belly up. They had lived on their saving as long as 
possible while looking for new jobs. 

Then, when their savings started running out they had 
tried at the last moment to sell their house but it was 
too late. Their cars had been repossessed, and now they 
had no money and no jobs and no place to go for help. 
They could not even afford to put their belongings in 
storage. They had no family members that they could 
contact for help. This town didn't even have a homeless 
shelter. They had no place to go.

When she finally got to the end of her tale of woe I 
was speechless for a moment and then I just said 
simply, "You can't stay here. You have to get your 
things out of here. I bought this house to resell. You 
have to move right away."

Now they were both crying. It made me very 
uncomfortable. I am sorry but I cannot have any respect 
or sympathy for a crying man, especially one who would 
let his family end up in this predicament to start 
with. Finally I told them to stop blubbering and 
suggested that we go downstairs. 

I looked around but there was nothing in the house to 
drink. Not even coffee! I wondered when these two had 
last eaten a meal. In the light of the kitchen I took a 
better look at them. They were a cute couple. She was 
downright hot. I would guess her age to be twenty-two, 
give or take a year, and she appeared to stand about 
five feet even. 

She was very slender and quite curvy with what looked 
to be a very firm little set of B cups on her chest, a 
personal favorite. I understand that the average male 
is predisposed towards huge breasts. I suppose my 
summers spent working on a dairy farm as a teenager had 
something to do with my preference for the more petite.

She had a cute face and even her posture was striking. 
He looked to be perhaps a year or two older than his 
young wife, and looked like a real yuppie wimp. He 
looked like he was very much in touch with his feminine 
side, if you know what I mean.

They had more or less regained their composure. At 
least the crying had stopped for the time being. 

I didn't know quite what to say. It was never my 
intention to become responsible for two human beings. I 
suppose that, like most people, I liked to think of 
myself as a decent human being, but I had no intention 
of adopting a young married couple. 

They started pleading with me not to make them leave, 
not to throw their belongings out in the street. They 
were sure that they could turn their lives around any 
day now. They would pay me back. They just went on and 
on, I kind of shut out their voices as I pondered what 
to do. As I pondered, my eyes tended to wander the 
lithe young female form standing ten feet away and 
begging me to have pity on them. 

Well, as I said in the second paragraph, I have a dirty 
mind and a strong sexual appetite. I spend a lot of 
long lonely evenings at home browsing through dirty 
little stories on the internet. I enjoy it, but it is 
not the same as having a life.

But things were starting to come together. Before me 
stood a beautiful woman and her wimpy husband, 
helpless, destitute, I just might be able to turn this 
to my advantage.

I asked them when was the last time that they had eaten 
a good meal and apparently they could not even 
remember. They had been scrounging food from various 
sources just to subsist. I cut off the detailed 
explanation. I didn't want to hear all of the gory 
details.

I told them that I might be able to suggest a way that 
they could get by until they were again able to find 
gainful employment, but that they wouldn't like it. I 
then invited them to join me for dinner.

They accepted, of course, and we got in my car and I 
drove to a nearby steakhouse that I am fond of. It was 
early still and the place had just opened for the day. 
It was nearly empty. We were seated in a quiet booth 
and ordered drinks and looked over the menu. 

At first, when my warped little mind had hit upon this 
scheme I had thought that I might need to figure out 
how best to put this to them so that they would accept 
my offer. I had thought it over all the way here and 
now, as I was sitting here sipping my drink and looking 
them over, I realized I didn't have to find a delicate 
way to put this. In fact, it would be more fun to be 
blunt. It would certainly avoid any possible 
misunderstandings.

"Okay, here is the deal. I just bought your house. 
Admittedly for a lot less than it is worth, but that is 
why I bought it. You guys are in a hell of a fix, but 
that is not my problem. If I just let you live in that 
house it will cost me thousands. I will be responsible 
for taxes and upkeep and utilities for a house I can't 
do anything with. Not to mention the interest on the 
mortgage." I had paid cash but they didn't need to know 
that.

They were both staring down at their drinks, unable to 
look me in the eye as I laid out my offer.

"The way I see things," I continued, "there is only one 
thing you two could offer me to make me consider 
letting you continue to live in my house. It isn't 
worth what it will cost me, but it is the only thing 
you have."

I paused for a minute and took a drink. Just then the 
waiter arrived and we ordered. As soon as the waiter 
had left the table they looked up at me and waited for 
the bottom line. I honestly don't think they had a 
clue!

"The only thing you have to offer me is yourselves," I 
finally said in as simple and undramatic a voice as 
possible. I was just stating an obvious fact after all.

I could see that they still didn't get it. I was 
becoming more amused as this dragged on. They truly 
were clueless, both of them, so naïve. It was really 
adding to my enjoyment.

I didn't say anything for a few minutes. Just looked at 
them and waited to see if it would sink in to either of 
them. Finally I chuckled and said, "You two really are 
dense aren't you? No wonder you are hiding in a 
repossessed house and eating scraps!"

I had been fairly polite up until that point and my 
insults came as a bit of a surprise, but they just 
glanced at each other briefly and then looked down 
again, unable to look me in the eye, or deny what I had 
said.

"The only thing you two have to offer me is 
yourselves," I repeated. "I believe I would enjoy 
having a couple of slaves." When I said that they 
finally looked up! 

"I will tell you what I will do for you, and what you 
will do for me. I will permit you to live in my new 
house and keep your belongings. I will provide you with 
an automobile. Presumably you will need one to continue 
looking for work and to do my bidding as well. I will 
provide you with a subsistence allowance. It will be 
enough to buy food and gas and any other necessities. 
You won't be able to live the life of Riley on it. 

In return, you, both of you, will be my slaves. You 
will do anything and everything I ask of you. I will 
take great pleasure in using and humiliating both of 
you, both publicly and privately."

I gave them a moment to digest that. The look of 
absolute shock on their faces was priceless.

I continued, "If and when you finally find adequate 
employment, I will sell your house back to you, at fair 
market value. That might not sound like a fair price to 
you, but I shall have lost a great deal of money on you 
two, and received only amusement and sexual 
satisfaction in return."

They sat stunned and I ordered us another round of 
drinks. The food arrived and I guess they must have 
truly been starving. Even though they had just received 
what was obviously the most shocking proposal of their 
lives, they ate ravenously. 

It occurred to me that a bottle of wine might make the 
only decision that they could come to a little easier, 
so I ordered a bottle of my favorite. I watched them 
though. I wanted this decision to be a sober one.

I ate here once or twice a month at least. The food was 
good and the service was great. I had become friendly 
with the owner and I decided I would go have a talk 
with him and give these two a chance to talk.

I got up and said to them, "I am going to talk with the 
manager for a few minutes. I want your answer when I 
return. If you say yes you will be my slaves, effective 
immediately, until such time as you are able to resume 
responsibility for your own lives. If you say no I will 
drive you back to my new house and you will have 
tonight to remove your belonging and vacate the 
premises."

I went back to the owner's little office in the back 
and we talked for a while. We had gotten to be friends 
over the last few years. We had played golf together, 
gone to a couple of baseball games and although his 
schedule rarely allowed for it, he works most evenings, 
we had played poker a few times. I had discovered that 
he enjoyed porn as much as I did and we had been 
swapping movies back and forth. It occurred to me that 
he would get a kick out of the deal I was working out 
in one of his booths. But I decided I had better see 
how it went before I started trying to spread the joy.

After ten minutes I went back to my booth. I watched 
them as I approached. They were talking quietly but 
intensely as I walked up and sat down. They stopped 
talking as soon as they saw me. When I sat down I asked 
them if they had reached a decision.

Neither one spoke, so I said, "I am going to have to 
assume that means my answer is no."

They looked at each other again; they looked like they 
had been arguing. Then Kara looked at me and said in a 
quiet but steady voice, "We'll do it," she said. I was 
beginning to think she had more balls than her wimpy 
husband. "May I you a couple of questions?" she asked.

I was amused at the way she seemed to have taken charge 
of their situation. I was also curious about what she 
would think to ask. 

"Sure," I said, amicably. "I'm a nice guy. Go ahead."

"Are you going to hurt me?" she asked bluntly.

I paused, thinking of some of the things I had always 
wanted to try. Then I answered truthfully, "Some of the 
things that are done to you will cause you some pain. 
But you will not be harmed."

"Will you do anything to make it harder for us to get 
jobs and get our lives back?"

"No sweetheart. While I am looking forward to fucking 
you, and I will be completely honest, I look forward to 
causing you and your wimpy husband a great deal of 
humiliation, it is in my financial interest that you 
resume your rightful place in the work force and get 
your financial affairs in order, any other questions?"

She shook her head, but wimpy little Glenn just stared 
at his drink and tried to pretend this wasn't 
happening. 

Kara was sitting between her husband and me, but 
several feet from me. I patted the seat beside me and 
she slid over beside me. She was dressed simply in a 
plain white blouse and a black, knee length skirt. I 
ordered her to lift her ass off of the padded seat and 
pull her skirt out from under her and sit back down. 
She obeyed instantly. She was blushing brightly, but I 
was happy to see that she wasn't a weepy little thing. 
Or maybe she was just so mad at her husband that she 
wanted to piss him off.

When she had sat back down I reached down and pulled 
the hem of her skirt up and tucked it into the waist in 
the front, exposing the lower half of her plain white 
panties. She flinched, but didn't resist. I glanced at 
her husband and I knew he had to see what was happening 
but he never once looked up from the empty glass in his 
hands. 

I enjoyed the view of Kara's panties for a minute and 
then I started to explore her firm young breasts over 
her clothing. Her bra seemed to be quite substantial. I 
was going to have to do something about that. I 
unbuttoned the top buttons on her blouse, down to below 
her breasts. She sat stoically as I gently spread her 
blouse open, exposing her bra. It was erotic because of 
its plainness. She was so demure, I couldn't wait 
despoil her!

I looked back up to her face and said, "I am making 
this up as I go along. I will have rules for you. There 
will be rules for both of you. The first rules, the 
most important rules, are that from now on you don't 
wear a bra or panties unless I tell you to. Also, no 
shorts or pants unless I order it, and no pantyhose 
ever!"

She continued to blush brightly, but there was no sign 
of resistance. I moved her hand down to my extremely 
uncomfortable erection and she wrapped her fingers 
around it without any fight. I am rather well endowed 
and the look on her face when she felt my hard cock 
almost made me laugh out loud.

The waiter came to the table just then and asked if we 
wanted anything else. I decided I was having too much 
fun to leave just yet and ordered us all another drink. 
The waiter's eyes never left Kara's exposed bra. It was 
obvious that she was uncomfortable, but she made no 
move to cover herself.

I rested one hand lightly on this beautiful young 
woman's thigh and except for a gasp as my little finger 
gently caressed the moist crotch of her panties she 
didn't move. I asked her to remove her bra without 
taking her blouse off. I had seen both of my ex-wives 
do this on occasion and had been fascinated by it. It 
is apparently a skill that young women develop at an 
early age. She reached between the cups of her bra and 
released the hooks and deftly, but as discretely as 
possible, removed her bra. She handed it to me and I 
set it on the table beside me. 

Her blouse had partially closed while she removed her 
bra and I moved to open it again. We were in a quiet 
little area where no other customers could easily see 
into our booth so I wasn't worried about creating a 
fuss. 

I didn't touch them yet. But what a view! Her breasts 
were more beautiful than I even imagined. Her skin was 
stark white and her nipples were like little pink 
erasers, standing up hard and proud.

Without being asked she moved her hand back to my cock 
and held it gently as the waiter delivered our drinks. 
Glenn looked like he was going to cry. He gulped his 
drink down and sat staring at his empty glass again. I 
decided he was getting off too easy.

I started telling him in detail how impressed I was 
with his wife's breasts. I tried to get him to talk to 
me about them, but he just muttered and grunted and 
avoided the conversation. I could see I was going to 
have to straighten him out. I wondered how long it had 
been since someone had spanked his bare ass. That 
thought made me grin.

I finally signaled the waiter over. It wasn't 
difficult; he had been hovering nearby since he noticed 
that Kara's breasts were on display. I paid the check 
and we left. I allowed Kara to button one button on her 
blouse and cover up her sexy chest and straighten out 
her skirt. I grabbed her bra and held it loosely in my 
hand as I led them out to my car.

I pointed to the back seat for Glenn and the front for 
Kara and I walked around and got in and started the 
car. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do next. I knew I 
wanted to spend a large part of the evening molesting 
Kara in all kinds of new and exciting ways. I had to 
decide whether to take them to my home, spend the night 
at their house, well, my new house, or drop him off 
there and take her home. 

I decided to take them to my place and play with them 
tonight and then tomorrow I would get them some kind of 
transportation and let them go home and put their house 
back together. And he could quit hiding in the house 
and get the damned yard taken care of!

I drove to my house and led my new slaves in to my 
large living room. I sat down in my favorite chair and 
ordered Kara to stand in front of me. She moved 
immediately to the place in front of my chair that I 
had indicated. 

I called Glenn closer and he finally looked up and even 
managed to look me in the eyes! I decided I would put 
him in his place a little before we continued with 
tonight's entertainment. "You were still arguing with 
your wife when I came back to the table at the 
restaurant. Can I assume you are opposed to the offer I 
have made and what seems to be your wife's acceptance 
of it?"

"Of course I am opposed!" he said, petulantly. "I can't 
believe she would submit to this, to you. It's the 
twenty-first century for Christ's sake! People don't 
treat other people this way. We didn't graduate from 
college to become somebody's toys, to become slaves!"

He shuddered as he said the word slaves. I guess I am 
not such a nice person after all. I was really enjoying 
seeing this wimpy little yuppie suffer like this.

"So what did you offer her as an alternative, to just 
leave? To go out in the streets with no money, none of 
your belongings, no place to sleep, and once you reach 
that point in your existence, no way to ever find a 
decent job."

He looked at me again as if trying to understand me. 
"How can you do this to us?" he asked, more than a 
little desperation in his voice. "What kind of person 
derives pleasure from humiliating someone?!"

I smiled patiently at Glenn and took Kara's hand and 
pulled her gently into my lap. I opened her blouse 
again and caressed her warm, wonderful breasts for the 
first time. 

Finally I responded, as honestly as I could. "First of 
all, any guy that didn't want to get his hands on your 
wife's beautiful body is gay. But that aside, there are 
a lot of men out there like me. Men that, if they had 
the opportunity, would take great pleasure in using and 
humiliating a cute young yuppie couple like you, and 
worse. 

Be grateful I am not one of those guys into whips and 
chains; there are also a lot of them out there! 

What you have here is an unpleasant situation that you 
can live with and work your way out of. What you are 
offering your wife is not a viable option. You can't 
just run away, you have to have some alternative 
besides being destitute and homeless. 

Now you are just going to have to get it through your 
thick skull that what you have here is an opportunity, 
and you would be stupid not to take advantage of it. 
So, either leave right now, or strip."

He looked at me, shocked. I suppose he had expected 
that his part in all of this was to witness his wife's 
abuse. He had not expected to be an active participant 
in the festivities. I watched him; I could actually see 
his mind working, trying to find some other way out. 
And I saw that point when he finally accepted his fate. 

I supposed that if he had any idea at all of what he 
would have to do as time went on he would have walked 
out. But I believed that if I didn't hit him with 
everything all at once he was wimpy enough that 
eventually there wasn't much I couldn't make him do. 
First it had to really sink in that he had sold his 
soul to me.

I continued molesting his wife as we watched him take 
his clothes off. Finally he stood in front of us naked. 
He wasn't much to look at. He was skinny, no obvious 
muscle tone, and apparently not very well endowed.

I ordered him to help his wife to her feet and to 
undress her as well. He glowered at me and reached for 
his wife's hand. I yelled at him to wipe that look off 
his face or I would take him over my knee and spank his 
pansy ass for him. Both of them gasped at my outburst, 
and he became slightly more obsequious. 

He pulled his wife to her feet and then slowly 
undressed her for my viewing pleasure. And it was truly 
a pleasure. I have found that the older I get the 
sexier youth is. Kara has a perfect body. Creamy skin, 
nicely tanned except for those areas covered by an 
obviously modest bathing suit. Those areas, her 
breasts, her buttocks, her belly, were all starkly 
white and contrasted nicely with her tanned areas. They 
looked like they would glow in the dark.

Her breasts, now that I could see them better, were 
indeed perfect. And she has one of those high, tight 
little butts that drive men crazy. I was not normally 
all that interested in anal sex, but I was going to 
have to take that little butt for a ride.

She did not appear to trim her pubic hair. It was very 
sparse, the hair light and fine and pure blonde. I 
reached out and ran my fingers through it. I had 
intended to have her shave it, I like bare pussies, but 
I would have to think about it. Maybe a good trim would 
do. 

I stood up and ordered Kara to remove my shirt. I am 
not muscle bound, but I work out and have a pretty good 
body. She pulled the shirt tails out of my slacks and 
unbuttoned the front of my shirt and slid it off my 
shoulders. She seemed to like what she saw. 

Then I ordered Glenn to take my pants off. He blanched 
and hesitated. He was obviously more reluctant to take 
my pants off than he had been to undress his wife in 
front of me. But finally he moved closer and I watched 
his wife's face as he gingerly unfastened my belt and 
my slacks and slid them down my legs. She was really 
hard to read, but I don't think her husband faired well 
as she compared our bodies.

I stepped out of my pants and kicked them aside and 
ordered Glenn to continue. He slid my shorts down, 
being careful to touch me as little as possible, and 
trying to avoid looking at my hard, throbbing cock.

I asked him if he had ever touched another man's cock 
before and you would have thought I had slapped him! 

"Certainly not!" he exclaimed, shocked that I would 
even ask.

"You're going to," I said.

He looked up at me, he was still kneeling in front of 
me, and said, "Please, I...I couldn't do that. I'm not 
that way. I...I just couldn't"

I smiled and said, "I can see where the next few months 
are going to be real hard for you Glenn. You might as 
well go ahead and get over it. Put your hands on my 
cock and caress it."

He didn't move and I suddenly slapped his face, hard. 
He was shocked, and hurt, and, finally it seemed, 
cowed. He rubbed his cheek where I had slapped him for 
a moment and then just when I had about decided to slap 
him again he reached a hand out and put it around my 
cock. 

I am not bi. I am not homophobic; I have nothing 
against gays or any two guys who want to, having a 
little fun. I just always preferred that the person 
touching me be a person of the opposite sex. But 
humiliating this little bastard in front of his wife 
was really turning me on. I didn't think I had it in 
me!

At first he just held my cock. He obviously didn't know 
what to do now that he had it in his hand. I put my 
hand over his soft little feminine hand and moved it 
slowly up and down my cock for a minute. Then, I 
couldn't resist, I grabbed a handful of his hair and 
pulled his face to my crotch and ordered him to kiss 
it. 

He shuddered in horror at the idea, but he actually did 
it! He pursed his lips and touched them lightly to the 
head of my cock, which was now covered in the precum 
that had begun leaking from it. Now I don't know about 
you, but someone would have to beat me just about half 
to death to get me to kiss their cock. And if I knew my 
wife was watching it would have to be a lot more than 
half.

I let his hair go and he straightened back up. 

"Lick your lips," I ordered in a soft voice, fascinated 
at how easy he was to manipulate.

I watched as he closed his eyes in shame and licked the 
precum from his lips. Damn it was exciting!

But I was anxious to get to the main event. I pulled 
Kara into my arms and kissed her passionately. Glenn 
thought I was finished with him and leaned back out of 
the way. I stopped kissing his wife long enough to tell 
him to put his hand back on my cock until I told him to 
move it. 

I went back to kissing Kara and felt Glenn's hand 
moving reluctantly between us as we kissed. I had not 
had sex with anyone but my imagination in quite a 
while. 

I don't like going to the kinds of places you normally 
have to go to meet women. I don't like bars or clubs or 
anywhere that is smoke filled or too loud to carry on a 
conversation. I sometimes meet women at a friend's 
party, once I even met a nice woman at a grocery store. 

But that doesn't happen often and I am not interested 
in a long term relationship this soon after my second 
divorce, so I was extremely horny right now. I decided 
that if I didn't want to cum in her husband's hand I 
had better move this little game on to the next step.

I reluctantly pulled away from our little group hug and 
ordered them to follow me. I made my way down the hall 
to my bedroom. I went in and stretched out on my bed 
and ordered Kara to kneel near my shoulder and suck me 
off. She obeyed instantly and she was very good at it. 
She was no deep throat artist, but she was enthusiastic 
and really threw herself into her work. I got the 
feeling she had never had an organ as large as mine to 
work with and maybe she found it inspiring.

I let her darling husband watch for a couple of minutes 
and then thought it only fair that he should help. I 
ordered him to kneel between my legs and lick my balls. 
He paused for a long time and then I saw Kara look up 
at him without taking her mouth away from my cock. It 
must have been a pretty significant look, because he 
slowly moved onto the bed between my legs and soon I 
felt the tentative touch of his tongue on my balls.

Guys, let me tell you, if you have never had a man 
tongue your balls while his wife sucked you off then 
you have not lived. It was truly heaven. And knowing 
that they both hated every minute of it....shit! I was 
in hog heaven!!

I watched them closely. Their faces were inches apart. 
I was about to cum in this man's wife's mouth and he 
was facilitating this by licking my balls! I tried to 
hold back. I really wanted to make this last. But be 
honest, you know you would have been cumming right 
away. I probably lasted five minutes, and was surprised 
I lasted that long. 

It happened so suddenly I didn't even have time to grab 
her head. But much to my surprise she didn't pull away. 
She kept her mouth over my cock and sucked until I 
finished shooting my huge load of cum in her mouth. 
Then she considerately just held my sensitive cock in 
her mouth. She was GOOD!!!

I finally let them rest for a minute and then sent 
Glenn to the kitchen to get us all drinks. As soon as 
he left I pulled Kara down beside me and grinned at 
her. 

"You've done that before," I chided her in a teasing 
voice.

"You thought I was a virgin?" she asked, avoiding the 
implications. 

"I didn't think you were a virgin," I said, "but you 
are one of the best cocksuckers I have ever had the 
pleasure of meeting. You didn't learn that at the end 
of Glenn's little pecker!"

"I had boyfriends before I met Glenn," she said, still 
avoiding the subject.

She seemed to be taking this pretty well. I had to ask, 
"I was wondering how you reacted to seeing you husband 
kissing my cock and licking my balls?"

"At first I didn't like it. It pissed me off. But I was 
already pissed off at him. It wasn't his fault that the 
place we worked went bankrupt. But a girl expects her 
husband to take care of her. Not undress her so that a 
stranger can fuck her. Not rub his dick and kiss it so 
that he is good and hard for her. I have a lot to think 
about right now. I still love Glenn, but I have lost a 
lot of respect for him. But I still hate you for using 
us this way."

"I respect your honesty. But if you are going to be 
totally honest, having seen yourself in a mirror, 
surely you can't blame me for taking advantage of the 
situation when I had the opportunity."

She tried not to smile. But I could tell I got her with 
that one. Then Glenn came in with three beers and we 
all took a few sips and relaxed for a moment. I was 
going to have to watch myself; I could easily fall hard 
for this girl who was married and half my age!

I finished off my beer and took Kara's from her hand 
and set it on the nightstand. I pulled her down and 
kissed her, while exploring her sweet body with my 
hands. After a few minutes I moved her onto her back 
and started kissing and licking my way down her body, 
being careful not to miss any interesting places. 

One of the things I like most, and something I take 
great pride in, is my skill at eating pussy. It has 
always been a labor of love for me. I had my 'A' game 
on this night and I drove lovely Kara crazy with my 
tongue and my gentle, caressing fingers. She was almost 
unconscious when I kissed my way back up her beautiful 
body and hovered over her, kissing her lightly on her 
sweet lips.

I was more than ready to feel her tight, hot pussy on 
my cock. I was reasonably sure I could give her another 
orgasm or two before I filled her with my hot cum. I 
looked in her eyes and as our eyes met I said, "Glenn, 
come over here and put my cock in your wife so I can 
fuck her." I am almost positive she had an orgasm when 
I said that. 

I heard him moving across the room and then I felt his 
soft hand on my cock. I kept my eyes locked with Kara's 
as her husband placed the head of my cock in the 
entrance of her hot pussy. I couldn't read her face as 
he fumbled around with my cock, but I have to tell you, 
the idea of a man having to line my cock up with his 
wife's cunt so I could fuck her really turned me on!

As soon as I felt the head of my cock nestled in her 
pussy I started slowly pushing in. She was hot and she 
was very wet. And she was very, very tight! I cannot 
believe that she had ever had a cock as large as mine 
and I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was 
appreciating the difference. My cock is eight inches 
long, slightly longer than average. It starts out at 
the head not much wider than a normal cock, but at the 
base it is very wide. 

Kara was obviously impressed with my girth. She quickly 
became vocal and, although I had already eaten her to 
half a dozen good orgasms, she started having one 
screaming orgasm after another. Her hot cunt had a 
death grip on my cock and, even though I had just had a 
great blowjob, I doubt if I lasted five minutes. I have 
always prided myself on my control, a half an hour is 
nothing for me. But this girl had the greatest cunt I 
had ever cum in!

I stayed on top of her as I felt my cock soften in her 
fantastic cunt. Then I gently pulled out and stretched 
out on my back. I was tempted to pull her to me and hug 
her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. But that 
would have been inappropriate. Instead I ordered her to 
get her mouth down there and clean my cock and balls. 

She looked at me first, as if to make sure I was 
serious, then she moved down and started gingerly 
licking my cock. When she managed to do it without 
gagging she realized it was something she could deal 
with and licked and sucked my cock clean, then she 
licked my hot, sticky, sweaty balls clean.

When she was finished I pulled her up beside me on her 
back and ordered her wimpy husband to provide the same 
service to her. 

He looked at me and he looked at her sloppy, slimy 
pussy and he whispered, "I can't do that!"

I grinned at him and said, "I didn't ask you. I told 
you. You can do it, or I can get physical on your wimpy 
ass and force you. You pick."

He moved over to the bed and climbed up on the foot of 
the bed between Kara's legs. He leaned forward and at 
first he just kissed and licked around the area for a 
moment, but eventually he got up the nerve and started 
licking her swollen slit. My cum was leaking out of her 
and he was having a problem with it. He gagged several 
times before he got used to the aroma and flavor. Then 
he finally gave up and got into it.

I had to give him points for style; he was a pretty 
good pussy eater. Kara certainly was appreciating his 
efforts. She was moaning and moving her hips as it 
wasn't long before she was cumming again. And every 
time she came more of my cum was expelled from her 
spasming pussy. 

He obviously was not enjoying what I was making him do, 
but I can't fault the job he did. I let Kara have a 
couple more orgasms before I made Glenn stop. I noticed 
that, although he had no taste for the task, his cock 
was hard.

We cycled through the bathroom after that and although 
it was still early I was worn out and I ordered Glenn 
to sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed and I 
cuddled up with my soft cock nestled against Kara's ass 
and my hand cupping her breast and I went to sleep.

I slept like a log and woke up early the next morning. 
I took a quick shower and put on my pajama bottoms and 
went out and made coffee. While the coffee was dripping 
I heard the shower running. I walked back to the 
bathroom and opened the door and ordered Kara to shave 
her pussy. What the hell, I just think bald is 
beautiful. By the time I had finished my first cup they 
both came out; dressed in the clothing they wore 
yesterday.

I offered them coffee and made breakfast. While I was 
cooking I told them that from now on I did not want 
them wearing clothing in the house. Not this house or 
their house, whether I was there or not.

After we had eaten I let Glenn clean off the table and 
clean the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher. 
Then we went out to my car and drove down to the place 
in town where most of the used car lots line the 
street. One of my poker buddies owned a lot and I 
trusted him to give me a good deal.

It was still early when we arrived at the lot. My 
friend, Gary, was just opening up the office. Nobody 
else was on the lot. I left my new slaves in the car 
and went in to talk to Gary. I gave him the short 
version of what had happened yesterday and told him I 
needed a decent, reliable, late model car that I was 
going to let them use and I wanted it for a reasonable 
price. 

He sat there quietly for a minute, staring at me, and 
finally he said, "You're full of shit!"

I grinned at him and went to the door and waived my new 
slaves into the office. They came in and stood just 
inside the door. I pulled Kara over to my chair and 
made her stand with her back to me. I could feel how 
tense she was as I calmly reached up and unbuttoned the 
front of her blouse. When her breasts were exposed I 
released the button and zipper on the side of her skirt 
and let it drop to the floor at her feet.

Gary's mouth opened so wide I could have parked one of 
his cars in it! "I'll be a son of a bitch!" he 
exclaimed. He got up and walked around his desk and 
looked at me and said, "May I?"

I nodded and then I enjoyed the discomfort evident on 
the faces of both Kara and her husband as Gary roughly 
felt her up. I finally had to interrupt and said, "OK 
Gary, let's talk cars."

I told my new slaves to stay where they were and we 
went out and looked around the lot. Gary showed me a 
couple of cars that he said were really cherries. I 
picked out a two year old Grand Marquis and asked him 
how much. He thought about it for a few minutes and 
said, "I'll make you the best damn deal I can make you, 
if I can have a piece of that sweet young thing in my 
office."

I thought that sounded fair. We went back into the 
office and Gary and I worked out the details and did 
the paperwork. Then he handed me the keys and bent Kara 
over his desk and fucked her like rabbit, right their 
in front of me and her husband and god and everybody!

Except for her grunts as he thrust into her forcefully, 
and a quick dirty look in my direction, she didn't show 
any emotion at all. He didn't last long and when he had 
finished I turned her around and made her lean back 
against his desk and had Glenn clean her out again. 

He was already humiliated at having to watch another 
stranger fuck his wife, but being forced to clean her 
cunt afterwards with his tongue was just about more 
than he could take. He glared at me for a minute, I was 
going to make him regret that later, then he knelt and, 
as quickly as possible he licked his wife's pussy 
clean.

When he was done I threw him the keys to the Mercury 
and told him to drive to my new home and do the yard 
work, which he had let go for so long.

 I told Kara to dress and took her out to my car and we 
drove to the mall. She needed a new wardrobe.

We spent almost four hours at the mall. That was a 
first for me. I don't ever go to a mall unless there is 
no place else in the world that I can get what I need. 
And I would pretty much rather take a beating than 
shop. But this turned out to be a lot of fun. It was 
for me anyway. Kara had a pretty hard time of it. 

We went into a lot of stores I had never been in 
before. They all seemed to specialize in slutty clothes 
for young girls. I guess I just never paid that much 
attention before since my wives always dressed so 
conservatively. Who knew this could be fun?

I made Kara try on all kinds of things, the shorter and 
the thinner they were the better. After our first stop 
she was wearing a denim skirt that was so impossibly 
short that she couldn't sit or bend in it at all. Her 
top was more holes than material. 

She was very popular. I made her go up and down on the 
escalator a couple of times and there are some teenage 
boys that will never know how much they owe me for 
buying that skirt and putting her on the escalator in 
front of them. 

Kara was taking it surprisingly well I thought. She 
only complained once about a garment I selected. I 
guess when she realized that if she complained she 
ended up wearing whatever it was she didn't like she 
decided to keep her opinions to herself. She never 
refused to wear or do anything I asked. I was beginning 
to realize that I had a natural here.

Half way through our shopping trip we stopped in the 
food court and I made sure that she was seated so that 
she was exposed to a table full of fifteen and sixteen 
year old boys nearby. That was funny to watch. 

Kara sat with her head down, sipping her drink. I 
watched discretely as the first of the rowdy teens 
noticed that he could see Kara's shaved pussy. I saw 
him elbow one of his friends and in seconds all five of 
them were staring in quiet fascination at Kara's pussy. 
I really should have brought my camera, it was 
priceless.

When I had finished my drink I decided it was time for 
a little shoe shopping. I picked a shoe store with a 
good selection of heels and a lecherous looking old 
black guy for a clerk. I led Kara to a seat while I 
selected a couple of shoes that I thought would look 
sexy on her. 

When I turned back to Kara I noticed that the teens 
from the food court were standing outside looking 
through the window. I had Kara move to a different 
seat, so that the boys would have a better view. I made 
it obvious what I was doing. I thought it could get 
interesting later, you never know.

The salesman came over and I showed him the shoes I had 
selected and asked if he would mind measuring Kara for 
them. It was readily apparent that he did not mind at 
all. He pulled up a stool and then he gently took hold 
of Kara's ankle and was guiding it toward his measuring 
device when he suddenly noticed the absence of anything 
between him and her pussy. No panties, no hair, 
nothing! 

He came to a sudden stop and held her ankle with her 
legs slightly parted for the longest time. When he had 
raised her leg I could see her pussy from my position 
sitting beside her. She was totally exposed and so 
totally embarrassed that it was making me hard. Not to 
mention the salesman and the five teens in the window!

The poor old guy finally managed to get her 
measurements and made his way back to the store room. 
He came back with an armful of shoe boxes and sat back 
down. 

It had to be obvious to him that this was no accidental 
exposure of course. He glanced at me as he grabbed 
Kara's leg again to fit her with one of the selected 
shoes. I smiled brightly at him and he took that, 
rightly, as encouragement. 

Each time he touched her from that point on, his hands 
explored more of her legs. By the time he had put the 
last pair of shoes on her, his fingers were straying up 
to her upper thighs, so close to her pussy that if she 
had any hair there he would have been running his 
fingers through it!

I was watching Kara closely and although she might well 
be very embarrassed, she was also getting very excited. 
She looked as if she were on the verge of climaxing as 
the salesman's fingers flirted with her pussy.

Since the shoes he had just put on her were the last 
pair I guess he figured it was now or never. He had 
been allowed every liberty he had taken so far. He 
looked at me one more time and saw no indication that I 
disapproved, so he slowly and deliberately slid his 
large black middle finger into Kara's hot, wet pussy. 

Her knuckles were white as she gripped the arm of the 
chair. I watched as she gasped loudly, then moaned and 
quivered, trying desperately to hide the fact that she 
was cumming on the salesman's finger. 

I felt so sorry for the salesman. He was probably 
hornier now than he had ever been in his life. I 
decided it really wasn't fair to leave the old guy like 
that, so I made him an offer that I was sure that he 
couldn't refuse. If he would give us the three pairs of 
shoes I had selected, she would suck him off behind the 
counter. 

The mall was still quiet. The salesman looked around 
quickly, not caring about the teenage boys staring 
intently through the window. He stood up suddenly and 
grabbed Kara's hand and dragged her quickly behind the 
counter and pushed her to her knees. He pulled his cock 
out and she didn't resist at all as he pulled her face 
to him and thrust his hard cock into her mouth. 

He almost didn't make it! He came in less than a 
minute, I swear! There was no indication; just all of a 
sudden I could see Kara choking on a mouthful of cum. 
She struggled with it for a long time but finally the 
clerk stopped her and pulled his cock from her mouth 
and put it back in his pants.

He smiled at me and said, "God damn she is good! 
Mister, you can come back here any time you need more 
shoes for this gal!"

I don't think she actually did anything more than take 
his cock into her mouth and grab his balls before he 
came, not really enough to judge the quality of her 
blowjobs. But he was happy and we had some free shoes, 
so what the hell.

He put the shoes in a bag and I grabbed all the other 
bags I was lugging around and figured that was enough 
for now. Might as well drive her home and see how the 
yard work was going. We walked out to the parking lot 
and those boys followed us all the way to the car. 

I put the bags in the trunk and then I waived the boys 
over. I asked the tallest one if he would be a 
gentleman and hold the door for my girlfriend. I 
unlocked the doors with the key fob and watched as the 
youth opened the door and watched closely as Kara slid 
into the car seat. 

As she sat down her skirt slid up again, of course, 
totally exposing her moist slit. She didn't even bother 
to try to cover it. She let the boy get an eyeful as 
she brought her legs into the car and sat down and 
fastened her seatbelt. I am willing to bet that when 
the boy groaned, just before he shut the car door, he 
shot a load right in his pants!

As we drove away, Kara was looking at me carefully. I 
was watching her out of the corner of my eye, wondering 
if she would say something, react in any way. She just 
stared at me for a long time and then looked out the 
window as I drove. 

I was starting to think that she might be having a love 
hate relationship going on here. It was obvious she 
hated what I was doing to her and her husband, mostly 
to her. But at the same time she was being aroused. She 
had even had an orgasm under circumstances that, had I 
not been there she would probably have called 911 and 
had the shoe salesman arrested! Maybe I need to ramp 
this up a little bit. See how far she can be pushed.

I continued to glance at her as I drove and I suddenly 
realized that she had her hand over her crotch and, I 
can't be positive, but it looked very much like she was 
slowly rubbing herself! Could little miss Kara, prim 
and proper young naïve housewife be enjoying this?!

I finally pulled up to the house and we unloaded the 
trunk. Glenn had been busy. The yard looked much better 
now. 

When we got inside I saw that he was putting the house 
back together. They didn't have to make it look like 
nobody lived there anymore. When we had dropped the 
bags on the bed Glenn was just getting out of the 
shower. He came out of the bathroom with a towel 
wrapped around his waist. He gawked at the new outfit 
Kara was wearing; I wasn't sure if he found it exciting 
or if he couldn't believe she had actually worn it in 
public.

I had been playing with, abusing and humiliating Kara 
all afternoon. I was horny as hell and this looked like 
as good a time as any to take care of that. I figured 
if she had been fingering herself all the way home she 
would pretty hot, wet and ready. And I knew a great way 
to find out.

I bent her over the bed and she supported herself with 
her hands as I flipped her little skirt out of the way 
and as her husband watched I pulled my hard cock out 
and slid it into her in one fast lunge. I smiled as my 
belly slapped against her butt. "Yup," I thought, "she 
was ready alright! She's getting off on this shit!"

I had gotten my rocks off in her sweet body a couple of 
times yesterday. So I was going to take my time and 
enjoy this. While I was slowly pumping her pussy full 
of cock I called her husband over and told him to take 
her clothes off, but stay out of my way.

He came over and pulled her sexy top up and off and 
dropped it on the bed, and then he found the button and 
the zipper on her skirt. He had to pull it up over her 
shoulders and down her arms to remove it. Now all she 
had on was her shoes. 

I fucked her like this for ten minutes or so, long 
enough for her to cum twice. Then we started moving 
around. We did it doggy style on the bed, and then I 
pulled her over onto her side and stayed in her and 
humped her little ass from the back. 

After a few minutes I pulled out of her and lay on my 
back. I pulled her over and had her sit on my cock and 
start fucking me as I watched her beautiful tits bounce 
wildly. I think this was a new one for her and she 
really seemed to like it. She came again, a big one 
this time. 

She slowed down as she was recovering from her orgasm 
but I grabbed her nipples and twisted hard. She 
screamed and put her hands on my wrists, but she didn't 
try to pull my hands off of her nipples, she just 
groaned loudly and started pumping hard again. 

I started noticing that the harder I squeezed her 
nipples the more she liked it. I was getting close now. 
I wanted to last a little longer, but this bitch is 
just too good! I released her nipples and grabbed 
handfuls of her tits and squeezed hard as I shot my 
load into her hot cunt. I can't usually cum on the 
bottom like this. I need to be more in control, but 
this girl's cunt was just so fucking fantastic! 

She came again when I squeezed her tits and she felt me 
cumming in her. Then she collapsed on top of me. I held 
her there for a few minutes and nuzzled her hair and 
petted her ass. Then I rolled her off and ordered her 
husband to clean us.

You could tell that the very thought of it made him 
sick, but with only the briefest hesitation he started 
to move between Kara's legs.

"You stupid fuck," I yelled at him. "She is just 
another god damned slave. You clean me first! What the 
fuck is wrong with your head?!"

Now he really looked sick as he moved between my legs 
and looked down at my slimy cock and balls. I let him 
hesitate, just so that I could enjoy his humiliation. 
Finally he put his head down and started licking my 
cock. It felt pretty damn good! "Maybe I should give 
him a little more training," I thought, only half 
kidding. 

When he had licked my cock all over I told him to take 
it in his mouth and make sure he got it all. He looked 
like he wanted to cry, but he obeyed, and then he 
licked my balls and even my thighs clean. When I told 
him that was good enough he cleaned up his wife, 
managing to do it with hardly any gagging at all.

When he was finished I told him that he had done a good 
job on the yard and that the house looked better. As a 
reward I told him he could fuck his wife if he would 
like to. 

He didn't hesitate about that! He whipped his towel off 
and climbed on her instantly. I watched for a minute or 
two. I was interested in her reaction. She seemed 
bored! But that was going to be their problem, someday. 

I got up and went to the bathroom and then came back in 
to the bedroom and got dressed. He finished before I 
finished dressing. Guess he was kind of horny too.

I told them to get cleaned up and meet me in the 
kitchen and I left the room.

Ten minutes later we were sitting around the kitchen 
table. I wish I had thought to buy some beer. I gave 
them a hundred dollars to buy food with. Then I ordered 
them to finish unpacking their belongings and putting 
their house back the way it had been.

I explained that I had some work to do and would leave 
them alone the rest of the evening. I told them they 
could talk all they wanted, but that I had better not 
find out that they had sex again. Yeah, I know I would 
never be able to tell, but there have to be rules. 

They were not to fuck without my express permission. I 
told them that I would come over in the morning and 
take Kara to the bank and open up a checking account 
that they would use for expenses. I was paying the 
utilities and I was supplying the car and the house. I 
would also pay for a phone and an internet connection 
and a newspaper subscription. Kara was a great fuck, 
but she was not worth a couple of hundred thousand. I 
wanted them, or at least him, to find gainful 
employment at some time in the reasonably near future.

It suddenly occurred to me that Kara had put her 
clothes back on. I had forgotten that I had ordered her 
not to wear clothes in the house, apparently she had 
too. 

I looked at her sternly and said, "Now, for your 
punishment....." she looked at me in surprise. She had 
no idea what she was being punished for. "You are 
wearing clothing in the house, cunt!"

I almost laughed; I really had to fight it. She turned 
pale and quickly stripped out of her blouse and skirt. 
When she was naked the perfect punishment occurred to 
me. I tossed her the keys to my car and said, "Here are 
my keys. Go out and make sure that we got everything 
from the trunk."

She looked like she had been slapped. She looked up at 
the picture window in the living room and saw that it 
was still daylight and there were indeed people 
outside. She lowered her head and started for the door 
and I warned her, "Don't run. I wouldn't want you to 
hurt yourself."

She looked back at me and just nodded. I got up and 
watched from the living room as she walked to the back 
of my car at a normal pace, opened the trunk, looked 
inside, closed the trunk and walked back to the front 
door. 

I looked around and was disappointed at how few people 
actually seemed to notice. A man next door let his lawn 
mower stop and stood gaping. And a teenage couple 
walking down the sidewalk came to a sudden stop and 
stared until she was inside the house again.

"I think you learned your lesson," I said as I reached 
down and pushed two fingers into her. She was soaking 
wet! "I get the impression you enjoyed your lesson," I 
said with a derisive chuckle. I pulled my fingers from 
her pussy and pushed them into her mouth and as she 
sucked them clean I leered at her and said, "Yeah 
bitch, we are going to have lots of fun." 

I decided I had best get out of there before I wasted 
any more time. I really did have a job. It wasn't all 
that demanding, as long as I kept it up. So I had to 
get home and put in a few hours on the computer. I 
didn't mind. I liked what I did and I could use a 
little rest from that hot bitch.

I had another good idea on the way home and as soon as 
I got in I called an acquaintance of mine, Jeff, who 
was totally into cameras and spy ware. The kind of 
stuff you bug people's houses with. I told him that I 
would explain the circumstances to him later, but that 
I needed someone to put good quality color cameras all 
over a house I had just bought. I wanted to be able to 
monitor and record from my house. I wanted full 
coverage of every room, picture and sound. I asked if 
he would be interested, or if not, was there someone he 
could recommend. I added that I needed it as soon as 
possible.

He thought about it for a few minutes and said he could 
do it this weekend. But good equipment wasn't cheap. 
Depending on the size of the house and the layout it 
could cost me several thousand, easy. I should figure 
on around five hundred dollars a room. That included 
the recording equipment and sensors. 

We agreed to meet tomorrow at the house and he would 
look around and tell me what was needed then. After we 
hung up I got a beer out of the fridge and went to 
work, another of the great things about working at 
home. Not a lot of people get to drink beer and work.

The next day I got up and had a light breakfast and 
drove to my new house to check up on my new slaves. I 
love that sentence! 

I arrived a little after nine and was happy to find 
Kara naked when I walked in. It looked very good on 
her. They looked up startled when I walked in. I guess 
it must be disconcerting to have someone take away your 
sense of privacy and security in your own home. I don't 
think I would be very happy if someone could walk into 
my home at any time and tell me what to do.

Glenn and Kara had already restocked their larders. I 
loved the way that being forced to be naked seemed to 
affect Kara. I decided the effect might be just as nice 
on Glenn. 

I sent him into the bedroom to undress. I wasn't as 
happy with the result when he came back out. But the 
solution seemed obvious. I led him back into the 
bedroom and told him to show me where Kara kept her 
underwear. 

He opened a drawer in her dresser and I looked through 
it and pulled out a tiny, silky little thong. I told 
him to put it on and watched as he pulled it on. 

He was obviously embarrassed, which I found appealing, 
but the funny thing is he looked kind of sexy! He had 
almost no body hair and a nearly feminine body. Give 
him a little make up and some breasts and he would make 
a pretty passable young woman! 

I told him that from now on this was his uniform. It 
was all he would wear at either of my houses.

We went back out to the kitchen. I had a cup of coffee 
and told them what I had planned for today. I explained 
that Kara and I would be leaving shortly to set up the 
household bank account. While we were out Glenn was to 
call the newspaper and get them to start home delivery 
so that he could start looking for a job. 

He should also do what was necessary to obtain internet 
service. I was just about to explain to them that I had 
a minor modification planned for their house when the 
doorbell rang. They both jumped and looked at me. I 
ordered Glenn to answer the door. 

It was great! I swear his whole body turned bright red 
as he walked to the door in his little thong.

He opened the door a crack and talked through the 
opening, and then he looked at me, a desperate look in 
his eyes, and stood back and let my friend Jeff in.

The looks on the faces around me at that moment was 
priceless. Kara and Glenn were totally humiliated at 
being exposed to yet another stranger. Jeff was 
following a man's surprisingly cute ass into the living 
room, much to his amusement. 

The funny thing was that he was so absorbed with 
Glenn's ass that he did not, at first, see Kara 
standing naked beside me. When he finally looked up and 
saw her he stopped suddenly and whistled. Another Kodak 
moment missed!

I showed Jeff around the house so that he could figure 
out how many cameras he would need and where they would 
need to be placed. I had to give him credit though, he 
never even mentioned the young couple in the living 
room. It was as if he saw that kind of thing every day. 
Owning an attractive young couple can be so amusing, 
you should try it!

As we moved through the house Jeff took notes and made 
little diagrams and then we sat at the kitchen table 
for a while and he did some figuring. Glenn and Kara 
just looked on quietly, they were obviously concerned. 
They didn't know what this was about, but they knew 
they were not going to like it.

Jeff went over his plans with me and I noticed that he 
had left out an area. I wanted to be able to see inside 
and outside of the front door simultaneously whenever 
someone approached the door. Jeff nodded and sketched 
in a couple more little boxes and gave me an estimate 
for the installation. 

It turned out to be a pretty big number, bigger than I 
had anticipated. But I was pretty sure it would be a 
good investment and I told him to go ahead. He said he 
had a pretty big backlog right now; it might be a 
couple of weeks before he could put it in. It was a 
much bigger job than he had anticipated when he told me 
earlier that he could do it this weekend. With Kara's 
reluctant help I was able to get him to put it in 
tomorrow. 

Jeff spent the next hour in the bedroom with Kara while 
I drank coffee and watched how uncomfortable Glenn was 
with yet another strange man fucking his wife in the 
bedroom. The situation was turning me on though. And he 
looked so cute in those little panties I decided to go 
ahead and make his life a little harder. 

He glanced at me when I stood up and pulled my pants 
and my underwear off and sat back down. I ordered him 
to stand in front of me and when he did I told him to 
turn around slowly. I asked him if he was aware of how 
cute he looked in a pair of panties. 

He shook his head and started to speak but I told him 
to shut up. When he had his back to me I told him to 
stop and I checked him out a little closer. It occurred 
to me that if he were to shave his legs, his ass and 
his legs would really look good. Maybe add a pair of 
silky thigh highs. 

My original idea for Glenn was just to humiliate him, 
mainly by using and humiliating his wife, and to use 
him for yard work. But his feminine demeanor, and the 
degree of pleasure I was receiving from humiliating him 
was starting to give me ideas I never expected to have. 

I ordered Glenn to kneel in front of me and kiss my 
cock. He groaned and looked at me for a moment, his 
eyes pleading with me to spare him this indignity. He 
could tell from my face that there would be no reprieve 
and he leaned forward and touched his pursed lips to 
the head of my cock. 

I loved how much he hated it. I have never in my life 
entertained the idea of having sex with another man, 
but the idea of how much he hated being forced to do it 
was turning me the fuck on.

I made him lick and then suck me and as I sat back and 
stared at him, hearing the occasional sounds of some 
pretty rough sex from the bedroom, I was soon hard and 
I knew that I was going to fill his mouth with a load 
of hot cum pretty soon. 

He worked at it for a pretty long time before I finally 
said to him in a quiet voice that I was going to cum 
soon and that I wanted him to hold my cum in his mouth. 
I told him that he had better not spit it out, and he 
had better not swallow. If he fucked it up I would just 
have to take him to some gay bar and get him enough 
practice to be able to do it right.

The look of terror on his red face was all it took to 
put me over the edge. I didn't even hold onto his head 
when I started filling his mouth with my cum. I wanted 
him to force himself to do just about the nastiest 
thing that a straight man could ever consider doing.

I pulled my cock free and wiped it on his cheeks and 
put my clothes back on. Glenn had actually done a 
pretty good job. He had gagged a little, but he still 
had a mouthful of hot cum and a hilarious look of near 
panic on his face.

I just ignored him and finished my coffee. A short time 
later Jeff and Kara came out. He looked well satisfied, 
but she was a mess. Her tits were red and she had cum 
running down her thighs. Jeff must be pretty well hung 
because her pussy looked really swollen.

I ordered Glenn to go over to his poor abused wife and 
give her a kiss and console her after her most recent 
rape.

Kara looked between us, and suddenly realized that 
Glenn had not had an easy time of it while she had been 
with Jeff. As Glenn put his arms around her she was 
trying to figure out the strange look on his face. 

When their lips met and they kissed and her mouth was 
suddenly flooded with sperm she screamed and pulled 
away. I ordered her to let Glenn finish comforting her 
and she went back into his arms and they kissed, 
sharing my cum. 

The idea of what I was making them do was making me 
hard again. But I had things to do so I ordered Kara to 
dress, we had to get going.

Kara was back in fifteen minutes in one of the sexy 
outfits we had just bought for her. It was a thin dress 
that laced up the side. There was a nearly two inch gap 
on each side where only flesh could be seen, so it was 
obvious she wasn't wearing anything under it. I was 
surprised she picked this one; it was pretty sexy for 
going banking in. 

We drove to my bank and filled out the paperwork for a 
checking account for Kara. I put five hundred dollars 
in it and told her to buy what she needed, when she 
needed it, but that she better not waste it, because I 
would be reviewing the bank statement. Much to my 
surprise she put her arms around me and pulled me tight 
and kissed me and thanked me, her voice choked with 
emotion. I hadn't expected that either!

Now that the day's business had been attended to I felt 
like playing. I drove to a large adult bookstore on the 
edge of town and parked. The lot was full of cars, but 
I knew from experience that most of these guys would be 
tucked away in their little booths and the place would 
not be crowded.

I was partially right, it wasn't crowded, but it was 
busy. There were at least a dozen men browsing through 
the magazines and movies, but they all turned their 
attention on Kara when we walked in. 

I pulled Kara along and we went to the part of the 
store where sexy clothing was on display. This was 
mostly the sort of thing that a woman might wear to 
turn her husband on in the privacy of their own home. 

I picked out several revealing outfits, none of which 
you could wear to the mall without getting arrested. 
The tops were see-through and the bottoms were either 
several inches above the crotch, baring all, or they 
were as invisible as the tops. I gave them to Kara and 
told her to try them on. 

She looked around and we couldn't see a changing room. 
Just then a rough looking old guy, he looked like an 
old biker, came over and asked if he could help us. I 
asked if there was a changing room that Kara could use 
to try on the clothes. 

The old guy shook his head and said they didn't have 
one of those. Mostly women didn't come in and want to 
try on stuff.

"No problem," I said. "Do you mind if she tries them on 
right here?"

I expected a reaction from Kara, but nothing. She 
continued to stand nearby, blushing furiously.

The old biker said, "Yer shittin' me, right?"

"No," I said. "I really want to see how she looks in 
them. Is that a problem?"

"Hell no, man! Not as long as you don't mind an 
audience."

I just smiled and took the outfits back from Kara and 
told her to undress. 

She took a deep breath and pulled the dress up over her 
head. Instantly every guy in the place rushed up and 
gathered around to watch. I took her dress from her and 
handed her one of the outfits. 

She put it on quickly, but it covered almost nothing. 
In fact it seemed to emphasize those parts that it 
nominally covered. I noticed that Kara's nipples were 
erect, which reminded me that while we were here we 
should pick up some clamps for those beautiful little 
nubbins.

I told her to take it off and when I took it from her I 
noticed that her crotch was soaked. I couldn't resist. 
"Kara! Look at you. You can't be trying on clothes like 
that, your pussy is absolutely sopping wet." 

She looked at me and I had been expecting a look of 
hate, or pleading, or something, I don't know. Anything 
but the look of absolute lust I saw!

I spoke to the crowd and asked if anyone had anything 
to wipe that up with, and a guy in his late fifties 
jumped out of the crowd with an apparently clean 
handkerchief. 

He tried to hand it to me but I asked him if he would 
mind doing the honors. You would have thought I had 
just made him a millionaire. He turned to Kara and put 
one hand on her perfect butt and gently moved his 
handkerchief over her shaved pussy.

As soon as he touched her she had to reach out and hold 
on to him as she had a huge orgasm. Everyone was 
staring intently and they were all making the most 
crude comments you could imagine, and she was so turned 
on she could hardly stand on her own. 

I told her quietly to spread her legs so that he could 
do a good job and she groaned and spread her legs wide. 
The old dude kept rubbing her pussy for all he was 
worth and she probably had a half a dozen orgasms. 

Finally she couldn't take it anymore and she fell to 
her knees. I spoke to the old fart that had been 
rubbing her pussy and said that it looked like she was 
ready to thank him for all of those nice orgasms. I 
glanced at the manager and he wasn't objecting, so I 
told the old guy to go ahead and fuck her face if he 
wanted to. 

He had his hard and very slimy cock out in seconds and 
Kara still didn't seem to know what was going on as he 
pushed his cock into her mouth. She didn't know what 
was going on, but as soon as she felt a cock in her 
mouth she started sucking automatically. And she can 
suck a cock better on automatic than most women can if 
they put their heart into it. 

I don't know if the old guy had not been laid in a 
long, long time or if it was just the magic of having a 
very attractive young woman sucking on the end of his 
dick but he came very quickly. 

Kara sucked it down like a pro and when he pulled out 
she sank down to rest on her heels with a sweet smile 
on her lips and a still somewhat dazed look on her 
face. 

I told her that now she should thank the manager for 
being so good and letting her try on the outfits and 
she looked around and spotted him near me. She moved 
toward him on her knees, her breasts swaying nicely as 
she moved. 

The audience was going nuts watching. By the time she 
got to the old biker who seemed to be running the place 
he had his cock out and she attacked it immediately. 
This one she had to work at though. It took him a long 
time and her jaw was getting sore by the time he shot 
off in her mouth. She mentioned on the way home that 
she thought he had just gotten laid because she was 
pretty sure she smelled pussy on his cock.

When the manager had put his cock away I set down the 
outfits that I had picked up earlier and told the 
manager that I couldn't make up my mind right now, but 
I would be back. 

He got a huge grin on his face and said, "Anytime!"

I was horny as hell now. But I wasn't that anxious to 
touch Kara until I got her cleaned up a little. I 
pointed out the ladies room against the far wall and 
told her to go clean up a little and hurry back. While 
she was cleaning up I bought a nice set of nipple 
clamps. 

She was gone a few minutes but the crowd all stood 
around waiting for her to come back. As soon as she was 
back I handed her the dress she wore in and she put it 
on, rather slowly I thought. When she was ready we went 
out to the car and I drove to my house. 

When we stepped inside Kara immediately stripped. Good 
girl, I had forgotten! I took her into my bedroom and 
she undressed me. Then we went into my large walk-in 
shower and took a shower together. It was a lot of fun 
soaping Kara up and sliding my hands over her slippery 
curves. I couldn't get over how incredibly sexy she 
was, and so young and sweet. 

We dried off and I rushed her to my bed and we fucked 
and sucked for several hours. I loved the way she 
tasted, the way she reacted to my touch, the way her 
hot cunt grabbed my cock. And she is an expert 
cocksucker. You can tell she enjoys it. I am already 
starting to hope that Glenn has a terrible time finding 
a job. I will dearly regret the loss of my new toys!

We were exhausted and we curled up and took a short 
nap. When I woke up Kara was in the kitchen. She had 
already made me a snack and it was waiting for me. I 
sat down and asked her if she had made anything for 
herself. She said that over the last couple of months 
of struggling she had lost ten pounds. She wanted to 
keep it off. No snacks. I decided to give her a snack 
anyway. 

While I ate I put her on her knees. I pinched and 
pulled on her nipples until they were hard and then I 
put the clamps on them. Her reaction was even more than 
I had expected. She groaned and gasped and started 
rubbing her pussy. Then I let her suck me to a great 
orgasm. 

My first thought, after some of the blood from my dick 
returned to my brain, was that I should have Kara's 
husband come and get her so that I could get a little 
work done. But then I came to my senses and I ordered 
Kara to clean up my house while I went into my office 
and worked for a few hours. 

When I was finally finished with my work for the day I 
thought it would be fun to go out for a couple of 
hours. I led Kara to the door and gave her time to put 
her little dress on and we left. I drove to the other 
house and picked up Glenn. I had to give him time to 
dress, but I figured if I got any good chances to 
humiliate Kara it would be more fun if he was there to 
enjoy it.

I drove to a place I used to visit in my misspent 
youth, The Wild Joker. It's a local strip club; I was 
surprised that it was still open. Yes, I know, you 
can't imagine a nice guy like me going into a place 
like that. 

I parked and we went in and ordered a drink from the 
attractive, and very topless young lady working the 
tables. She made a fuss over Kara. I guess they don't 
get that many women in there.

It's a small club, only one stage and only room for one 
girl to strut her stuff at a time. Our drinks came and 
we watched a jaded young women dance as if she were in 
a trance. It was almost enough to put you off of naked 
women! By the end of the third dancer's show I was 
bored to death. These girls, these shows, well, damn! 
It just ain't right that you go to see naked women and 
get bored!

I decided that this had been a terrible waste of time 
and money and was standing up to leave when one of the 
dancers stopped by. She acted like she was sorry to see 
us go, she joked that she was just about to ask the 
young lady to dance with her on her next set. 

I turned to her and thought about it and said, "OK, we 
can stick around for that." 

I heard Kara gasp. I imagine she would hate the idea of 
getting up there. But from what I had learned about 
her, I suspected that once she got up there she was 
going to find it very exciting.

The dancer looked at me, trying to decide if I was 
serious. Then she looked at Kara and said, "Well 
alright!" She grabbed Kara's hand and started back 
stage saying, "Come on baby, we gotta find you 
something to wear!"

Ten minutes later the stripper that had taken Kara away 
was announced and came out on stage with Kara. They 
were both wearing see-through baby doll sets. As the 
music started they started to dance, but not fast and 
wild, slowly and sensuously. 

Kara was obviously unsure of herself, but she was doing 
her best to keep up. Halfway through the first song the 
stripper started moving against Kara and then touching 
her sensuously. Kara didn't know what to do so she just 
kept dancing as the stripper slowly pulled the top half 
of her baby dolls off. 

The crowd loved it, and so did I. Glenn, on the other 
hand, seemed to have reservations about seeing his 
young wife being undressed by a stripper for the 
amusement of a room full of horny, half drunk men.

She removed her own top next, and then moved around 
Kara, rubbing her breasts against Kara's back while 
reaching around and caressing Kara's breasts. Just 
before the first song of the three song set ended the 
stripper moved around in front of Kara and touched her 
breasts to Kara's. She rubbed her breasts against 
Kara's and then, just as the song ended she took Kara's 
head in her hands, pulled her close and kissed her 
passionately! The look on Kara's face was priceless. 
She didn't resist, she didn't respond, she just stood 
there looking as shocked as if she had just been French 
kissed by a stripper or something!

The crowd, up until Kara had come on stage had been 
quiet and not actually paying that much attention to 
the dancers. Now they were beginning to crowd around 
the stage and yell encouragement. 

As the second song of the set began the stripper danced 
Kara closer to the edge of the stage and when she was 
close enough the men began reaching out and stuffing 
dollar bills into her transparent panties and taking 
the time to grope her liberally as well. 

The stripper danced Kara all the way across the edge of 
the stage with her front to the audience, and then all 
the way back with her cute little butt to the audience. 
The stage was covered with one and five dollar bills 
that kept falling out of her little panties.

This all took less than a minute and now the stripper 
was dancing with Kara again. I guess it was dancing, it 
looked more like they were just making out to music, 
but the crowd loved it. Soon the panties were pulled 
down and the crowd loved that as well. 

Once both women were naked the stripper was rubbing up 
against Kara, rubbing their breasts and their pussies 
together, and I noticed that Kara was starting to 
reciprocate! And the "deer caught in the headlights" 
look on her face had been replaced with a look of lust. 
If their carrying on didn't get us thrown out I 
suspected we would be spending a lot of time here in 
the future.

As the second song ended the stripper was slowly moving 
Kara along the edge of the stage again. This time money 
was being pushed into her pussy by lingering fingers 
and hands were even reaching around to push dollar 
bills into the crack of her ass! 

Then the third song started and they were back in the 
middle of the stage kissing and touching and the 
stripper slowly lowered Kara to the floor on her back. 

I couldn't believe what happened next. I know it is 
illegal, but nobody tried to stop it when the stripper 
lowered herself onto Kara's hot, sweaty body and they 
began to sixty-nine, right there on the stage!

The crowd went wild and the guys were even throwing 
money at them on the stage! They ate each other through 
the entire third song, occasionally rolling over so 
that they were on their sides, or again so that Kara 
was on top. 

The third song ended much too soon for the audience, 
and the girls stood to a resounding cheer and deafening 
applause. They moved to the edge of the stage one last 
time and slowly moved along the edge, giving anyone 
that cared to a last chance to insert a tip into either 
vagina. 

Not all of the hands that moved around those pretty 
pussies had money in them, but pretty much everyone 
managed to cop a feel. And then the ladies slowly and 
gracefully began picking up the large pile of money on 
the stage. When the bills had all been collected they 
grabbed their outfits and moved back stage.

A few minutes later they came back out through a side 
door and the crowd actually stood up and cheered them 
again! They came over to the table and Kara sat down. 
The stripper thanked Kara and me and even gave me a 
kiss on the cheek before she started moving through the 
crowd looking for someone to buy her a drink.

As soon as she left Kara whispered in my ear that she 
had split the tips with her. Kara's half was almost 
$150 for less than fifteen minutes of, well, you 
couldn't call it work, pleasure?

The waitress came over with another round of drinks and 
told us they were on the house. The manager came up 
right behind the waitress and said that he wanted to 
hire Kara. That had been the hottest show he had ever 
seen, and he had been managing this place for more than 
ten years.

I asked him if he wasn't concerned about getting 
arrested or closed down. He smiled and nodded towards 
two swarthy men over by the corner of the stage and 
told me that they were the cops and as long as things 
didn't get out of hand, no murders or robberies or 
anything like that to get in the papers, they were 
cool. Of course he had to let them fuck the strippers 
from time to time, but shit, no skin off his ass!

I told him that we would keep the job offer in mind, 
but for now we wanted to retain her amateur status. I 
also told him that we had enjoyed the show as much as 
he had and we would definitely be back. He seemed 
pleased and he said goodbye and left to circulate 
through the club. 

We finished our drinks and were about to leave when the 
manager came back over. He whispered in my ear that the 
two cops decided that they wanted to spend a little 
quality time with Kara before we left. He knew he 
couldn't force her, but it was her fault for being so 
damned sexy.

I smiled and told him that wouldn't be a problem, as 
long as Glenn and I could watch. He raised an eyebrow 
at that and said it was okay with him. He led Glenn and 
me to his office and pointed to what appeared to be a 
mirror all along one wall. He explained that he was 
going to take the cops and Kara into the room on the 
other side of that mirror and when the lights went on 
in that room we would be able to see everything.

He left and we watched him though the other large one 
way glass that looked out on the club. He went to our 
table and led Kara to the cop's table. He introduced 
them and the cops stood up. They were both large and 
had obviously consumed many donuts over their long 
careers. When she was standing between them you could 
hardly see Kara!

The manager led them through a rear door and they were 
out of sight for a short time and then a light was 
turned on and we saw them entering the back room. Kara 
looked nervous, but she didn't resist when they started 
feeling her up roughly and then stripping off what 
little clothing she was wearing. She was soon naked and 
the cops were passing her back and forth, feeling her 
up and kissing her. 

They took turns undressing and when they were naked 
they pushed Kara to her knees and stood on either side 
of her with their already hard cocks in her face. They 
were both big guys but both had average sized cocks, so 
Kara would be able to handle them with no problems. 

She took their cocks into her mouth, alternating 
between them, changing cocks when they thumped her on 
the head. After a few minutes of seeing how much cock 
they could get into her mouth they picked her up and 
dropped her on a daybed that was against the wall, 
right under the window we were looking through. 

The manager came back into the room where we stood 
watching and handed us both another drink and then he 
joined us to watch Kara get raped by the two cops. He 
got there just in time to watch as Kara was put on her 
knees and one of the cops moved behind her and slammed 
his cock forcefully into her pussy. She yelped in pain 
and the other cop took the opportunity to push his cock 
back into her mouth. They fucked her like that for a 
few minutes and then traded places. 

They traded placed back and forth until one of them 
shot a big load of cum in her pussy. He pulled out and 
while he made Kara clean his cock and balls the other 
cop decided it was time for a change of venue. He 
stuffed his cock into her pussy and coated it with her 
juices and his partners cum, and then he pulled it back 
out and started forcing it into her ass. 

She tried to pull away and screamed at them around the 
cock in her mouth to stop, but he kept forcing his way 
until his cock was buried in her ass. He gave her only 
a short time to adjust before brutally fucking her ass 
until he came. 

I was a little disappointed. I wanted to be the first 
one to fuck her ass. Oh well, I had my chance. Besides, 
it was probably better that someone with an average 
size cock break her in back there.

I caught the manager glancing at me several times to 
make sure I wasn't going to object. But hell, she 
wasn't being really hurt, she could definitely use a 
little loosening up back there, and besides, I was 
enjoying the show!

When they were finally finished fucking her and she had 
licked them both clean the manager started to go get 
them. I stopped him and told him I would want a copy of 
the DVD. I had noticed all the recording equipment in 
his office and I knew he had taped both her stage show 
and her rape at the hands of the two cops. 

He grinned and said it would be ready tomorrow and I 
could pick it up anytime after four PM. Then he went 
through the club and let the cops out. After they left 
he pulled his cock out and made her suck him off. She 
was lucky he didn't want to fuck her ass. The manager 
was hung!

We finally left and I drove Glenn and Kara home. I went 
in and after Kara cleaned up I took her to bed for a 
little while. She had been hot tonight. As I fucked her 
I talked softly to her. I told her how hot that show 
had been. How hard she had made me. I told her that we 
would be going back and she would be doing more shows 
and when I said that she came so hard and her cunt 
grabbed my cock and I could hardly move! 

That was all I needed and I shot another load into her 
beautiful little cunt. After she licked me clean I 
dressed and left. I reminded them that there would be 
someone coming to install cameras tomorrow. They were 
to stay out of the way and cooperate in anyway that was 
requested. 

I looked them both in the eyes and repeated the part 
about "any way". I had not told Jeff that he could have 
any special privileges tomorrow, but he had already 
fucked Kara once, and he had seen Kara and Glenn swap a 
load of my cum. I knew that his mind was just as 
perverted as mine, so there was no telling what might 
happen. I just hoped that he was gracious enough to 
wait until the cameras were installed.

I need not have worried. Jeff showed up at my house 
early in the morning with the recording equipment and 
monitors and the two black men that work for him. He 
had everything set up in less than an hour and then he 
was heading over to the other house to hook up the 
cameras and transmitters. On his way out he told me not 
to worry, he planned to test the cameras thoroughly 
after they were installed. His evil grin told me all I 
needed to know.

I sat down at my computer and did some actual work for 
a few hours, well, most of the day actually. 

Finally, around three PM, one of the four high 
resolution color monitors came on line and I could see 
the smiling face of a black workman adjusting the 
camera. 

There was nearly half an hour of this and finally I 
could see from the lights on the switchboard that all 
the cameras were operational. I could select a 
different camera for each of the monitors and could pan 
them around the room or zoom in and out with a 
joystick. 

When I wasn't operating them they automatically went on 
and off when activated and deactivated by motion 
sensors. When a camera came on it automatically 
recorded what it was seeing on a series of VCRs under 
my desk. 

I could see Kara and Glenn sitting in the living room, 
obviously not happy with this new turn of affairs. And 
I could see why the workman had been smiling, Kara was 
naked and Glenn was wearing only a little g-string. 
But, for now at least, Jeff and his crew were ignoring 
them. 

My phone rang and it was Jeff. He had me do a few tests 
and made sure all the cameras were operational and that 
the VCRs recorded when appropriate. When everything had 
checked out he hung up and then he and his crew walked 
into the living room and started undressing. 

I made sure the VCR was taping as Kara was brought to 
her feet and pulled to the middle of the room. I could 
hear the conversations clearly; I was entirely pleased 
with the quality of the set up. I watched as Kara was 
made to take turns sucking the men and then the two 
black men put her on all fours and one of them fucked 
her from behind while Jeff called Glenn over to suck on 
his cock while he watched. Jeff smiled up at the camera 
and waived as Glenn sucked him off. 

The little mini orgy went on for more than an hour and 
everyone had a little bit of just about everything. 
Glenn even lost his last cherry as Jeff bent him over 
Kara's back and reamed him out. He didn't take it very 
well, but I figured he would have a better appreciation 
of what Kara had to put up with. 

I was a little surprised actually. I didn't think Jeff 
would be interested in fucking around with Glenn. I 
guess he is even kinkier than I thought he was. I 
watched for a while, then went to the kitchen and got a 
beer. When I came back they had finally fucked 
themselves out and were getting ready to leave. 

I watched them leave and I was entirely satisfied with 
the way the cameras followed them, even outside and to 
their truck. As they left I watched Glenn and Kara get 
in the shower and wash each other thoroughly. Then I 
watched as they went into the bedroom and made love. I 
was happy about that. I didn't want to break them up, 
just make their life a living hell for a while.

After that it got boring. I went out and drove over to 
the strip club and picked up the DVD the manager had 
promised me. We went back into his office and he 
ordered me a drink and we watched the dancers through 
his window and talked. He told me again how much he had 
enjoyed the show last night and he had an idea he 
wanted to suggest. I was all ears.

He said that he had a room in back that he didn't use. 
His idea was that this room could be converted into a 
mini theater. He would install a half a dozen rows of 
seats and a small elevated stage. And they could put on 
the kind of show that they couldn't put on out front to 
an invitation only audience, at an outrageous price. 

We couldn't keep putting on the same show over and 
over, of course. But we could come up with variations. 

He looked at me for a while, trying to judge me and the 
relationship between me and Kara. And trying to decide 
just how much I was willing to tolerate being done to 
her. I knew what he was thinking, but I was not so sure 
I knew the answer myself. I believe I mentioned earlier 
that I have a dirty mind. 

The fact is there isn't much that turns me off. But I 
didn't want Kara harmed. Not mentally or physically. On 
the other hand, my two little pets were adapting 
remarkably well to the abuse they had suffered so far. 
Kara wouldn't admit it I am sure, but she seemed to be 
actually enjoying much of it. 

I asked the manager, his name is Dave, what sorts of 
variations he had in mind. He shrugged noncommittally, 
as though he had not already given it a lot of thought 
and made a few tentative suggestions. 

He thought some of his audience might enjoy seeing Kara 
being taken by four, or five, or maybe six big black 
men while her husband was tied to a chair and was 
forced to watch. 

When I didn't object to that outright he suggested 
another popular show might be with Kara and, oh maybe a 
German Shepherd, or perhaps a Great Dane. 

I am pretty sure Kara wouldn't like that, but I have to 
admit it was something I might be curious about. I had 
never actually witnessed something like that. 

When I didn't say anything he said that he didn't doubt 
that we could make five thousand a show, more for the 
kinkier ones. And we could split it 50/50. I didn't 
need the money of course, but the idea of putting my 
two little pets through this excited me.

But then something else occurred to me. I asked him how 
much he expected to make off of the DVDs.

He looked embarrassed. I guess he thought I wouldn't 
realize he would be recording these little shows. 

"Okay," he said, "half of that too, and I'll show you 
the books." 

I told him that I would have to think about it, but 
that for now I was just looking forward to another show 
like last night. I asked him how much he got from last 
night's DVD and he said that since it was so tame he 
had only gotten three thousand. But Kara was popular, 
they loved her looks. 

If I agreed to some of the kinkier stuff the price 
would go way up, especially when the buyers learned the 
back story. These movies were not going to be generally 
available. The people that distribute them have a list 
of people that have special interests and they are sold 
for a large amount of money, based on the content of 
course, to these collectors. 

Some of these collectors would also be invited to the 
live shows, and would pay well for the honor. The fact 
that Kara was a sweet young housewife being forced to 
perform would appeal to this audience.

I told him I was leaning towards accepting his offer, 
but that I would have to think about it. I finished my 
drink and left. 

I had intended to drive home and watch the DVD but 
decided that Kara would probably enjoy watching it, and 
I would need some relief if I watched it. So, I went to 
my slave's quarters. 

I rang the doorbell and Glenn opened the door a crack 
and peeked out. I found that irritating and when I got 
inside I told them that from now on they alternated 
opening the door and they didn't open it a crack. They 
opened it all the way and asked what whoever it was 
wanted. 

Kara said, "But what if it's a kid?!" 

I chuckled and asked her if she was unfamiliar with the 
concept of sex education. She just sighed. She knew she 
couldn't win. I went into the living room and told Kara 
to get us all something to drink and told Glenn to put 
the DVD in the player and get it ready.

I sat down, but then I stood up and took off my clothes 
and sat back down. Might as well be ready! I was in the 
middle of the sofa with Glenn on my left and Kara on my 
right. 

I told Glenn to start the movie and after a moment of 
blank screen we saw the empty stage of the strip club 
just as the stripper was being announced. I heard Kara 
gasp as she watched herself being led out on the stage 
in that sexy little transparent baby doll pajama. 

The show was just as exciting the second time around 
and I pulled Glenn's head down and let him suck softly 
on my cock while I watched the show with one eye and 
watched Kara's reactions with my other eye. 

Long before the end of the second song she was 
discretely rubbing her drooling pussy while she 
watched. Nice guy that I am I went ahead and took over 
that chore for her. It always feels better when it is 
someone else's hand down there. I noticed that her 
breathing was becoming quite labored. She obviously 
thought it was as hot as the rest of the audience had.

She watched and I rubbed and she had one great orgasm 
after another, right up until the part of the show 
where the cops finished with her and she was collapsed 
in a fetal roll with an inscrutable expression on her 
face as she watched the two fat old cops get dressed 
and leave the room. 

The entire movie lasted almost an hour. I ended up 
shooting two loads of cum in poor little Glenn's mouth, 
which I noticed he was getting much better at 
swallowing.

I had intended to fuck Kara after the show, but I was 
done for the night. I got dressed and took my DVD and 
went home. My work had been done earlier so I checked 
in on my monitors and saw that my two little pets were 
cuddled up in bed with the lights out and I went to bed 
and slept very well. 

I was drinking my coffee and doing a little work in the 
morning, trying to get it out of the way when I saw 
someone coming to the door at my slave house. It was a 
teenage boy. I saw Kara go to the door and open it 
wide, trying to act as though she had clothes, as I had 
instructed. 

"Yes," she said, "can I help you?"

For the longest time the poor kid could only stare at 
Kara's beautiful body. Finally he managed to stammer 
out that he was their paper boy and he just wanted to 
introduce himself and tell them how to contact him if 
there was a problem with the paper and to give them 
their payment envelopes.

Kara reached out and took the envelopes and smiled at 
the kid and thanked him graciously. 

The kid started to turn away and then turned back and 
asked, with more nerve than I had at first given him 
credit for, "Are you always dressed this well?"

I have to give Kara credit. She laughed and smiled at 
the kid and said, "More often than not!" Then she 
closed the door and went in and I listened while she 
told Glenn what had happened and he actually found it 
amusing too. 

Huh! Maybe Glenn will come around after all. But then 
again, if he starts finding this entertaining it will 
take a lot of the fun out of it for me. Maybe I will 
have to go ahead and talk to the club owner about 
fixing up his back room. Don't want my slaves getting 
too happy. Slaves shouldn't be happy should they?

I spent the morning doing what I get overpaid to do. 
Then I took a shower and got dressed. 

It occurred to me that we had not had a poker game in a 
long time. I started calling all of the usual suspects, 
starting with Ken, my friend with the restaurant. To my 
pleasant surprise he was able to play and I had no 
trouble scheduling a game for this evening. 

I called my slaves and told them that I required their 
services this evening. They were to come over at six PM 
and set my den up for a poker game. I was watching 
Glenn's face on the monitor as I talked to him. It was 
disappointing, not much reaction. I continued to watch 
as he explained what was coming up this evening to 
Kara, and there was a reaction, just not the one I 
expected. She smiled! 

Glenn had a definite reaction to that! He got kind of 
pouty and said, "You know you are going to be pawed and 
fucked by at least a half a dozen men tonight, right? 
You know they are going to humiliate us and......god 
knows what those perverts are going to make me do. As 
if watching my wife getting raped by a bunch of dirty 
old men wasn't bad enough! FUCK!"

Kara went to him and put her arms around him and hugged 
him close. "I'm sorry honey," she said softly. "I hate 
what he is doing to us too. I want our life back. But I 
have to do whatever I can to cope with what is 
happening. It'll be that much worse if I freak out 
every time some guy sees me naked or touches me or 
whatever. We are going to have to adapt to get through 
this."

Glenn didn't say anything; he just hugged her back and 
glared at the camera. I couldn't blame him, I guess. 
But I was still going to have to do a little attitude 
adjustment on his skinny little butt.

I went to the store and stocked up on beer and snacks 
and bought a couple new decks of cards. I put 
everything away when I got home and set up the poker 
table and set out the poker chips. 

Since a couple of the players hadn't had the guts to 
quit smoking yet I had a fan ready to sit in a window 
and suck out the air pollution. 

I ate a light lunch and went up and checked out the 
last tape from the slave house. I put it on fast 
forward and looked to see what I had missed. Not much. 
They had sex once. Nobody came to the door. I put the 
tape in the pile of blank tapes and watched some news 
for a while.

The doorbell rang just before six and I let my two 
slaves in. They both stripped down in the foyer and 
hung their clothes on the coat rack. I told them that 
there would be seven of us tonight and that they would 
have two main jobs. The first would be to make sure 
that nobody wanted for anything, and the second, well, 
that was the second job too. I better not hear the word 
no from either of them and I better not see any 
hesitation or signs of resistance. 

They both nodded and said "Yes sir."

I thought I would go ahead and address some of Glenn's 
attitude problem. "Glenn, you have been coming along 
pretty well. Better than I would have expected I 
suppose. But I don't want to see you glare at anyone 
tonight. You don't have to smile and be happy about a 
bunch of old farts fucking your wife, but if I see that 
glare tonight I will tan your fucking ass right there 
in front of everyone. Are there any questions?"

Glenn had a desperate look on his face. He said he 
would try. I told him that one of the poker players was 
going to be Jeff, and I could see the realization of 
what that probably meant come over his face. At least 
he would be prepared. 

I sent them into the kitchen to start getting the 
snacks ready and I told them that the guys would start 
arriving in about half an hour or so and they were to 
take turns answering the door. I went into the den and 
started counting out the chips. We always played 
nickel, dime, and quarter with a $50 buy in. Just a fun 
game, nobody was going to lose the mortgage payment 
here.

I finished up and was just about to take Kara into the 
bedroom and have a little fun before she got busy but 
the doorbell rang and Kara went to answer it. I stepped 
out of the den to watch. I hadn't told anyone what to 
expect, the only ones that knew I had a pair of slaves 
were Jeff and Gary. 

Ken was the first to arrive and the look on his face 
when the door opened and he saw the beautiful and 
delightfully naked Kara was worth my getting up for. He 
was stunned. Kara had to smile and take him gently by 
the hand and pull him into the house. She led him back 
to the den and he stared at her perfect butt all the 
way to the den. 

He finally looked up and saw me grinning at him and 
said, "What the fuck!"

I laughed and Kara went to get him a drink. I had been 
thinking about what I was going to tell everyone and 
decided that I would tell them almost nothing. I would 
tell my friends that these were my slaves and for the 
evening they would be at their disposal for fetching 
drinks and snacks and performing any other services 
that they felt were necessary.

I thought I would save myself a lot of time if I waited 
until everyone was here before I explained. 

Kara was delivering Ken's drink and as he took the 
drink from her he said to her reverently, "My god girl, 
you're beautiful!" Kara smiled at him and said, "Thank 
you sir." 

The bell rang again and Ken got up to watch the next 
person arriving. He got another surprise when he saw 
Glenn in a tiny g-string answer the door. I watched 
too, as Bob came in and followed Glenn back to the den. 

Bob walked into the den and said, "Okay, what's the 
fucking joke?" Then he saw Kara and stopped talking. 
Glenn took his drink order and left the room. I asked 
him to wait for an explanation; I only wanted to have 
to do this once. 

Glenn came back with Bob's beer and we sat and talked 
as if there were not a naked woman and a nearly naked 
man in the room. I took fifty dollars from Ken and Bob 
and we went out into the hallway when the bell rang 
again and it was Kara's turn again. Jeff came in and 
his eyes lit up when he saw Kara. He grabbed her and 
squeezed her ass and gave her a big kiss. 

Ken and Bob looked at me to see if I was going to kill 
Jeff and they were really confused when I smiled. Jeff 
ordered a beer from Kara and joined us in the den. 

The bell rang again and Jess and Snoop arrived 
together. They were our two token black friends. Snoop 
got his nickname because of a remarkable resemblance to 
the rapper of the same name. As soon as Glenn opened 
the door they both cracked up. They figured it was some 
kind of joke on them and they were laughing so hard 
they didn't see Kara until they were in the den. 

"Holy shit!" they both said at the same time. We 
laughed at them and as I was taking their money Gary 
finally showed up. 

At last the gang was all here. When I had everyone's 
money and everyone had a drink I dealt to see who would 
deal first. Then, while Jess started dealing I 
explained all the flesh running around and just 
generally looking good.

"As Jeff and Gary are already aware, I have two slaves. 
They are here more or less against their will. That is 
to say they are not willing participants in these 
activities. They will, however, do anything and 
everything they are told to do and you are all more 
than welcome to take whatever liberties you desire, as 
long as nobody gets hurt. Jess, that means you can't 
fuck anyone's ass. I saw that cock of yours and I don't 
want to have to take my slaves to the doctor to get 
their butts fixed. Other than that you may use either 
or both of them as you see fit."

There was a mild chuckle when I warned off Jess, but 
everyone was still looking at me and waiting for the 
punch line. I picked up my cards and we started playing 
poker. 

I fielded a couple of questions. Snoop wanted to know 
why I had a dude for a slave and I told him they came 
as a set, they were married. There were several more 
exclamations of "No shit!" when they found out my 
slaves were a married couple. 

There were some questions about how I came to own a 
couple but I ducked those. I'm not sure why. I think 
that the mystery was more exciting than the facts. 

There were several questions about Glenn. Did I 
actually have sex with him, was I gay or something, 
things along that line. I was as honest as I could be. 
I told them that I was not gay. I was not even bi as 
far as I knew. I just got off on the idea of making him 
do shit in front of his wife and humiliating both of 
them. And besides, he was starting to get pretty good 
at blowjobs. 

"He's a good fuck too." Jeff said, with a shit eating 
grin on his face.

Everyone looked at Jeff and Bob asked, "You knew about 
this?"

"Yeah," Jeff said, still smiling, or maybe leering was 
closer to it. "I fucked both of them already. And I 
ain't a faggot either. In fact, I took the dude's ass 
cherry. And I don't care what anyone says, it felt 
damned good!"

Everyone looked at Glenn and he stood looking like he 
wanted to crawl under the rug and disappear. 

The deal was going around and I was doing pretty well. 
I think my friends were having trouble concentrating. 

Ken called Kara over and told her to get him another 
beer. When she returned he took the beer and set it 
down and then he ran his hands over her body, watching 
her reaction. 

She didn't resist and he enjoyed the feel of her taught 
young body for a moment before asking her, "So, you're 
a slave. You are here against your will, is that 
right?"

Kara glanced at me and then looked back at Ken and 
nodded. 

Ken continued, "But you will do anything I ask?"

Kara nodded again and Ken asked, "But you won't like 
it?"

This time Kara kind of smiled a little and shrugged. 

"You will like it?" Ken asked, incredulously.

"I don't like being a slave," Kara finally answered out 
loud. "I would not be here of my own free will. But I 
can't lie. I have been made to do a lot of things that 
I would never have done of my own free will, not ever 
in my life. They wouldn't even have occurred to me. I 
have discovered that, even when it is bad, it can 
sometimes be very good." She smiled at Ken and said, 
"It feels pretty good right now, actually." 

Ken was moving his fingers lightly over her pussy and 
she was obviously enjoying it. 

Ken looked at me and asked, "So how does this work? If 
I want to become better acquainted with the help, is 
there a room I can use or do I just whip it out right 
here?"

I laughed and responded, "If you want to whip it out 
right here then I want you to feel free to whip it out 
right here. If, on the other hand, you're feeling a 
little shy in front of Jess, then I have the spare 
bedroom set up for intermissions, or whatever you want 
to call them. There is a pile of clean towels in there, 
make sure you have your nasty butt on one of them if 
you use the bed."

"Also, I don't want to tell anyone what to do, but I 
gotta tell you about something I did the other day that 
was a huge turn on for me. I had Kara sucking my cock 
and good old Glenn licking my balls. I got to tell you, 
pervert that I am, watching a married couple with their 
faces touching, sucking and licking me off was worth 
the price of admission!

Ken folded his cards, he had no idea what he had 
anyway, and he stood up and grabbed Kara and said, 
"Come on darlin', let's go mess up a towel."

Sweet Kara smiled at him and trotted right after him. 

As Ken left the room, Jeff called out him, "You pussy! 
What's the matter, afraid we'd laugh at your little 
peepee?" Everyone laughed, but Ken kept moving.

Jeff called Glenn over and pulled his cock out. He put 
Glenn on his knees and the other guys were staring in 
shock as Glenn started sucking Jeff off. A couple of 
the guys looked like they were going to puke, but it 
was obvious that Glenn was getting pretty good at this. 
Jeff came in a few minutes and it didn't bother him at 
all that everyone was watching and most of them thought 
he was nuts letting another guy touch his cock. I like 
Jeff; he's my kind of pervert!

Ken came back after about ten minutes with a shit 
eating grin on his face. Kara came back a few minutes 
later, after she cleaned up a little and she was 
smiling too. She saw Jeff putting his cock away and 
stopped smiling when she realized that her husband had 
just sucked another cock. That's good; it takes a lot 
of the fun out of it if she enjoys it too much.

When Kara came back in Jess said, "Deal me out." He 
took Kara by the hand and said, "Let's go into that 
other room and let me show you why I ain't allowed to 
fuck your pretty ass baby."

The card game was going pretty slow, but everyone 
seemed to be having fun. Jess wasn't gone more than a 
couple of minutes before we started hearing Kara 
screaming, "Fuck me! Harder! Harder! Fuck that big 
black cock into me god damn you!"

We were all getting a kick out of that. Well, everyone 
but Glenn. And I suppose we were all just a little 
jealous as well. I can't recall ever making a woman 
scream like that!

As the game went on and everyone took their turns, 
mostly with Kara although Ken decided to try out my 
suggested husband and wife blowjob, I started telling 
everyone about what happened when we went to the strip 
club the other night. 

They all said that they would have loved to have seen 
that and when I told them I had a DVD of it we just 
said the hell with the game. I cashed everyone out, 
which wasn't hard since I had already won a large 
amount of their money, and we went into the living 
room. 

I waited for Snoop to finish up in the bedroom and for 
him and Kara to join us and then I started the DVD.

Soon after it started Kara and Glenn both found 
themselves going around the room giving blowjobs as we 
watched the movie.

Ken decided that instead of a blowjob he wanted to fuck 
her while he watched the rest of the movie and, 
although he had already fucked her and gotten a blowjob 
from her, he managed to get another nut in less than 
fifteen minutes. 

When he was done and she had cleaned him up I ordered 
Glenn to clean her up. Everyone but Jeff watched in awe 
as Kara leaned back on the carpet and Glenn licked her 
thighs and her pubic area until she was clean, and then 
ate the cum from her swollen cunt. He even was nice 
enough to finish off by sucking her clit while she had 
another orgasm. I thought that was considerate.

Finally everyone was sated and we all agreed to meet at 
the Joker tomorrow night at eight. I told my slaves to 
see everyone out and then they were to join me in the 
bedroom. They could clean up tomorrow.

I got undressed and got in bed and since Kara had been 
through so much and was pretty worn out I had Glenn 
suck me off while Kara licked my balls. It had been a 
pretty stimulating evening and I didn't last much 
longer than fifteen minutes. Then I sent Glenn into the 
other bedroom and I curled up and cuddled with Kara and 
went to sleep with her warm soft tit in my hand and my 
soft cock grasped tightly between her thighs.

In the morning we all had breakfast and then, while 
Glenn went out and did my yard work, Kara and I had a 
morning quickie and then took a nice long shower 
together. 

I needed to go grocery shopping so we got dressed and 
headed for the grocery store. On the way there we 
passed one of those sexy lingerie stores and I stopped 
so that we could go in and look around. 

I picked out two more outfits for Kara, one was a tiny 
skirt that came just below her crotch, but was slit up 
the sides all the way to the waist. To go with that I 
selected a loose fitting crop top with large armholes 
so that she was going to have to be very careful not to 
expose herself through them. 

The other outfit, which I made her wear out when we 
left, was a tiny, silky slip that only covered her butt 
when she stood very straight. It had a flippy little 
skirt and the material was so thin that you could see 
the bumps around her areola. 

She put it on and looked in the mirror and looked at me 
as if she didn't think I had the nerve to be seen in 
public with her wearing it. She was embarrassed, but I 
swear she was daring me to make her wear it!

I paid for the two outfits and we went out to the car. 
I put the bag in the trunk and held the door for her. 
It wasn't possible to sit in that slip and not expose 
her pussy. I loved it! This was just a tiny 
undergarment, not one of those slip-dresses. The girl 
was all but naked, and as I said before, it looked very 
good on her.

Now that Kara was all dressed up, we went to the 
grocery store. I made her push the shopping cart. I 
wanted to walk behind her and watch for a while. When 
she raised her arms to push the buggy it was enough to 
uncover an inch of her butt. 

I walked about twenty feet behind her and watched the 
other customers react. I was going to have to start 
carrying around a movie camera. Men and women both were 
stopping and turning, with their mouths wide open, to 
watch her walk down the aisle. I wanted to run up 
behind her and fuck her right then and there.

I took over pushing the cart and, except for a few 
opportune moments when I made her get something off of 
a lower shelf when a lone male customer would be 
watching, I did the rest of the shopping and just let 
her tag along and look sexy.

As we walked the aisles I asked her, "I bet your pussy 
is dripping wet right now, isn't it?"

She nodded and I asked, "Have you always been an 
exhibitionist, or did you just find out that it made 
you hot when I made you do it?"

"The idea of it always excited me," she answered. "But 
I have never done anything before. I never would have 
had the nerve. And Glenn would have had a fit if I had 
tried! But I can remember a couple of times that I 
accidentally exposed a little too much and the 
excitement far outweighed the embarrassment."

I asked her to tell me about those accidental 
exposures. 

"The first time was really nothing," she responded. "I 
was in a restaurant and realized that two gentlemen at 
a table on a lower level were able to look right up my 
skirt. I quickly brought my thighs together and I was 
so embarrassed, but there was a hot feeling that just 
coursed right up my spine."

"I didn't realize until the second time what it was. We 
were at the beach and I was swimming in my conservative 
two piece suit. You have seen the white marks often 
enough; you know how conservative my suit is. Well I 
was playing in the surf when suddenly I got hit by a 
huge wave and knocked head over heels. I finally got 
back on my feet and stood up choking and spitting water 
and pulling my hair out of my face. I know it was at 
least thirty seconds before I realized that my top was 
around my neck! I instantly ducked under water and put 
my bra back on, but I heard several whistles and I knew 
that a lot of people had seen my breasts."

"I was horrified, but I felt that feeling again, and 
this time it was much more intense. This time I 
realized what it was. I was aroused because some 
strange men had seen my breasts. But instead of being 
able to enjoy it, I was shocked at myself and I 
convinced myself that those feelings were evil and I 
was always more careful after that, "about everything."

"And how do you feel now?" I asked.

She shivered as she thought about it. Then she said, "I 
am still terribly embarrassed, every time, even when 
nobody can see me. Like when I am inside and walking 
around the house naked and nobody can see me, it is 
still embarrassing because...I don't know, it just is. 
And when you are exposing me in public, like last night 
at the card game, or now in this little slip, I am 
twice as embarrassed. But I am constantly aroused."

"I want to hide. I want to be fully dressed. But at the 
same time I am dripping wet. I want you to make me do 
more and worse things. I know that is awful. And I bet 
you hate hearing that it turns me on. I have to admit 
that I think much of what I am being forced to do will 
be a pleasant memory once it is over. I just hope you 
don't destroy Glenn, and our marriage."

"You know," I responded, "I actually think Glenn is 
starting to come around. It is harder for him, of 
course, and I was worried about his ego for a while. I 
enjoy bending him; I don't want to break him. I will be 
careful."

"I have to warn you that I have some plans for you that 
are beyond anything you have even considered. You may 
or may not look back on it and think of it as a 
pleasant memory, but I am pretty sure you will be as 
challenged as the first time Glenn sucked a cock or ate 
you out after you were fucked. I have gone back and 
forth with myself, and I have pretty much decided that 
you can take it, and I have decided that I want to see 
it."

I didn't even look around to see if anyone was 
watching, I reached under her slip and put two fingers 
in her pussy and she had to hold onto my shoulder as 
she came just from being touched. While she was sucking 
my fingers clean I saw two girls, around fourteen or 
fifteen years old watching with mouths agape. When they 
saw me looking at them they laughed loudly and took off 
like they were being chased. Kara laughed and we pushed 
the cart to checkout.

The young man who was bagging my groceries couldn't 
take his eyes off of Kara. I guess that would explain 
what happened to my bread. The old lady checking us 
out, however, could not stop shaking her head. You 
could tell she wanted to say something to Kara. 

We went out to my car with the bag boy pushing the 
cart. I opened the trunk and suggested to the bag boy 
that he hold onto the cart while Kara put the groceries 
in the car. 

Kara smiled at me and started putting the twenty or 
thirty little plastic bags of groceries in the trunk. 
She was taking her time, bending way over and at times 
completely exposing her ass and her pussy. 

I watched both of them. The kid had a hard on that 
would cut glass, I felt sorry for him. 

When she had put the groceries away, I closed the trunk 
and made Kara lay on her stomach in the back seat. I 
held the back door open and told the boy that if he 
stood in the door my girlfriend would give him his tip. 

He looked at me, wondering what the trick was, but he 
didn't move so I put my hand on his shoulder and gently 
urged him in between the car and the door. I watched 
for anyone from law enforcement while Kara pulled his 
zipper down and pulled his hard cock out, with great 
difficulty. 

She licked it all over and just barely managed to get 
her lips around the head when he shot his load, filling 
her mouth to overflowing. Honestly, it was leaking out 
around the head of his cock and down her chin! He 
finally stopped cumming and she was able to swallow and 
then lick him clean, as well as scoop the dripping cum 
up off of her chin. She smiled up at him and said, 
"That was sweet, thank you."

I asked him if that was his first blowjob and he said, 
well he more like groaned, "Oh god, yes sir. Thank you 
sir, I mean thank you ma'am! 

He was twitching and moaning as Kara gently tucked his 
cock back into his pants and zipped him up. It is a 
good thing he had the cart to lean on as he made his 
way back to the store.

I pulled Kara out of the car and closed the back door. 
I opened the passenger door and pulled her close and 
kissed on her wet, puffy, cum tainted lips. She put her 
arms around my neck and molded her body to mine. Where 
the hell was this woman when I was in my twenties?! Oh 
yeah, she wasn't born yet. 

I got in and drove home. Neither of us said a word all 
the way home. 

We put the groceries away and then I checked up on 
Glenn. He was doing a great job, better than I ever 
did. Everything was edged and trimmed and neat. I was 
impressed, though I did think he was still way too 
anal. 

I praised the job he had done and I told him to go 
ahead and put everything up and join me and Kara for 
lunch. Then he could go to the slave quarters and take 
a shower and get some clean clothes.

I went back in the house and got beers out for all 
three of us as Kara finished up making us each a hot 
ham and cheese sandwich. The girl does everything well! 
Best ham and cheese I ever had.

After we ate I sent Glenn home to clean up and told him 
to be back when he was ready. He suggested that since 
he was already hot and sweaty that he go ahead and do 
the yard work at the slave quarters, unless I had 
something planned for earlier than our planned trip to 
the strip club. 

I thought that sounded intelligent and told him to go 
ahead. 

After Kara cleaned up the kitchen I took her back into 
the bedroom and took my clothes off. I was finally 
going to fuck her sweet ass. I had decided that while 
watching her clean up the kitchen.

I put her on the bed and started kissing and fondling 
her all over. She was getting into it and I gently 
rolled her over and started at the back of her neck and 
kissed her all the way down to her toes. Then I worked 
my way back up to her butt and started licking her butt 
and kissing it and then I dipped my finger in her pussy 
and used the juice to start gently probing her asshole. 
I was gentle and patient and after she had relaxed a 
little I pulled a tube of KY out of the nightstand and 
lubed her up with that. Then I started stretching her 
out with two and then three fingers. I was very careful 
not to hurt her. I had never fucked an ass before. I 
hadn't ever felt the desire to. But this butt was so 
cute I had to try it. 

When she was comfortable with three fingers I lubed my 
cock up good and pulled her to her knees. She moaned as 
I pushed into her, but it didn't sound like pain. I 
took it real slow and easy. Once I had a couple of 
inches in her I reached around and started gently 
rubbing her clit as I continued inching deeper and 
deeper. 

It was fantastic! Her asshole was the tightest, 
hottest, most incredible fuck I had ever had! I started 
picking up the pace and she was moaning, "Oh yes, god 
yes! Fuck me! Oh god that feels so fucking good! Fuck 
me! Harder! I love it! Cum in me!" 

And then she came, hard. That was all I could take. I 
exploded deep in her ass and held on she bucked and 
screamed her pleasure so loud I thought surely the 
neighbors would hear it.

I collapsed to the side and fought to catch my breath. 
Kara was lying down beside me and shuddering, still 
having little orgasms as she wound down. 

I was just about to take her in my arms and hug her 
when she moved down and lovingly cleaned my cock and 
balls. Then I pulled her up and hugged her and kissed 
her affectionately. 

I told her I had never done that before. I had never 
had the desire to until I saw her ass. 

She smiled and said that until the cop and then one of 
my friends started using her, she never had either. But 
this was the first time she had an orgasm doing it. She 
had truly enjoyed this. It was one of her best fucks 
ever. 

We held each other and kissed for a while before we had 
to get up and take a shower. But of course, a shower 
with Kara was always something to look forward to.

After we dried off and I dressed, we went out to the 
living room. Kara brought us both a beer and I pulled 
her down into my lap. She asked me if she could ask a 
question. I was afraid I knew what it was but I said 
okay. 

She was wondering about the terrible things I was 
planning on doing to her. The way I had said it scared 
her. 

I didn't want to say too much. One of the things I 
wanted to be a complete surprise. I reminded her that I 
would always be careful that she was not harmed. I told 
her that the manager of the strip club had suggested 
that an empty room be turned into a small theater with 
a half dozen rows of seats and a small raised stage. 

Tickets to the theater would be very expensive, and by 
invitation only. The audience would be a small crowd of 
nasty perverts with more money than sense, basically. 
And she would star in a series of sex shows. The shows 
would be recorded and the DVDs sold to people on a 
special list of trustworthy perverts that enjoy kinky 
sex. They would not be available to the general public.

As I talked I was toying with her pussy and nuzzling 
her tit and kissing her neck and she was getting hot 
all over again. She was moaning softly as I caressed 
her and she softly asked, "What kind of shows?"

"Are you sure you want to know?" I asked.

She managed to open her eyes and look me in the eye and 
thought about it for a moment and then said, "You will 
protect me?" 

"I can't say you won't be hurt, but you won't be 
harmed." 

She didn't say anything for a while. She had her arm 
around my neck and was still enjoying what I was doing. 
Then she almost whispered, "We are going to have a 
problem, aren't we?"

I knew what she meant. I was already all too aware of 
it. In a matter of days I was beginning to fall hard 
for this beautiful, young, but very married, sexpot. I 
wanted nothing more than to take her from her wimpy 
husband. But that would be wrong. I may be a pervert, 
but I pride myself on being honorable.

I sighed deeply and said, "Yes. Letting you go is going 
to be the hardest thing I have ever done. But it would 
be wrong of me to interfere in your marriage. I know 
that sounds strange, considering what I have done to 
the two of you. I have to admit that things aren't 
going exactly like I had envisioned them."

"Well," she said, still whispering in my ear. "Let's 
not worry about it until the time comes. Maybe you can 
buy up all the businesses in town and make sure Glenn 
never gets another job."

It was almost four when Glenn finally showed up. I had 
been holding Kara in my lap all that time. When he came 
into the room in his little g-string I pushed Kara off 
of my lap and suggested that they go into the guest 
room and do whatever. They looked at me strangely but 
held hands and went off to the bedroom. I called after 
them that they had an hour before they had to start 
getting ready.

I stretched out on the couch and took a nap for an 
hour. I woke up with Kara kissing me gently and saying 
they were ready. I opened my eyes and as Kara stood up 
I saw Glenn watching emotionlessly. I really didn't 
understand him!

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth again and 
washed my face and I put on a fresh shirt. When I went 
out, Glenn was by the door getting dressed. But Kara 
was waiting for me; she didn't know what I wanted her 
to wear. I decided that I really liked the little slip 
and she put that back on. 

We got to the club a little early. None of my poker 
buddies had showed up yet. The club wasn't crowded yet 
and we had no trouble getting a large table near the 
corner of the stage, close but not in the way.

We didn't even have to order. Drinks arrived not long 
after we sat down. I looked back, but didn't see the 
manager yet. I told my slaves to sit tight and went to 
the bar. I asked if the manager, Dave, was in his 
office. The bartender smiled when he saw me, he knew he 
was in for a show tonight. He nodded and told me to go 
on back.

I knocked on the door and Dave yelled enter. I went in 
and thanked him for the drinks. I told him that I had 
thought it over and was willing to let him use Kara for 
the shows, and Glenn if he wanted him. But I emphasized 
that they were not to be harmed, or hurt unnecessarily. 
I suggested we start slow and work our way up, or 
perhaps down would be more correct.

Dave said, "Great, it's a deal! I will call you when 
the theater is ready and the first show is set up. Do 
you have any plans for tonight?"

"The last time we were in here went pretty well. I 
thought I would just see what happens rather than try 
to orchestrate something. Why, do you have an idea?"

"Yeah, I have a couple of ideas. You are right. That 
last show was very hot. I was thinking about another 
similar show, but then letting your girl go into the 
audience and offer lap dances for a while."

I thought about that but suggested a counter offer. "I 
have half a dozen friends coming in to watch the show 
tonight. She is going to have to take care of you, the 
cops, my friends, and me."

"That is going to be a lot of cock. The going into the 
audience thing could get out of hand. How about if they 
select one or two guys from the audience and let her 
give them lap dances on stage, maybe without the normal 
restrictions?"

Dave smiled and said that appealed to him. He would let 
the cops know what was going on in advance and he would 
talk to his girl and have her give Kara a lap dancing 
lesson.

Dave followed me out to the table and I introduced him 
to Ken and Jess and Snoop. The others hadn't arrived 
yet. He told my friends that drinks were on him 
tonight, and then he went off and spoke with the two 
cops for a while. They looked over at Kara and smiled 
and she smiled back and waved at them. Then the manager 
went backstage. 

Several times over the next hour or so men came over to 
the table and told Kara how much they enjoyed her show 
last time and how hot she was. She seemed to enjoy the 
attention and thanked each of her admirers sincerely.

All the poker players were here now and we were short a 
chair at our table so we had Kara take turns sitting on 
everyone's lap for a while. They all enjoyed getting 
their hands under that little nothing of a slip and 
Kara was getting really primed for her show.

We had been watching the show, such as it was, and 
sipping our drinks. I stuck with beer; they can't water 
down a bottle of beer. The show was just as bad as it 
was the last time we were here. The girls all looked 
like they were in a trance and moved around like they 
were half asleep. You would have thought that the fact 
that nobody was tipping them would have given them a 
clue. Maybe they don't wake up until later in the 
night, or the early hours of the morning. 

The guys in the audience were paying almost no 
attention to them as they danced. You would think it 
would be hard on a woman's ego to be naked in a room 
full of horny, half drunk men and everyone is ignoring 
you. I think all the men were looking forward to Kara's 
next show. 

Just before nine PM the dancer that Kara had danced 
with the last time we were here came out and gave Kara 
a big hug and said hello to everyone. Then she took 
Kara's hand and off they went, back stage. I noticed as 
soon as they went back stage that men started moving 
toward the stage.

The next act was finally announced and here came the 
stripper and Kara, to thunderous applause. I felt a 
surge of pride. Hell, she was my slave after all!

They were dressed like last time in a couple of sets of 
baby doll pajamas that were totally see-through. But 
this time Kara wasn't just going along and the clothes 
started coming off a lot sooner. This time they were on 
the floor making out by the end of the first number. 

Then their was a pause and the stripper stood up and 
put a leash around Kara's neck and led her on her hands 
and knees slowly across the edge of the stage. Their 
hands were all over her as she came to a stop every 
foot or so and someone would shove a wadded up bill in 
her pussy, slowly. Then the stripper would pull it out, 
sniff it and smile and toss it on the floor and move 
Kara forward a bit more. 

Kara's fame must have spread because there seemed to be 
nearly twice as many men in the audience tonight. And 
nearly every one of them was shoving a bill up Kara's 
juicy twat. Once the stripper had led Kara across the 
stage they moved back into the middle and the sex show 
started again. 

Watching those two roll around the floor while in a 
passionate sixty-nine, even though I had seen it before 
and watched it several times on DVD, was making me so 
fucking hot I was on the verge of pushing Glenn under 
the table. But then I laughed when I realized that Jeff 
had beaten me to it!

This went on for another three or four minutes and then 
the stripper led Kara down the line again. It was the 
same thing again. They kept shoving bills into her and 
the stripper kept pulling them out and smiling and 
thanking the audience as she sniffed the bills. I 
noticed that several of the bills were twenties, and 
there were plenty of fives and tens too.

By the end of the third song, both women had had 
multiple orgasms and Kara was screaming in pure, 
unfeigned ecstasy. When the song ended the crowd went 
wild and Kara and the stripper had to rest a minute 
before they could make the trip down the edge of the 
stage again. This time Kara stood up and the stripper 
moved closer to the edge of the stage and both pussies 
were available for tipping and groping. 

Then a chair was brought out on stage, just a couple of 
feet from the edge and the audience cheered when they 
realized that there was more to the show. Suddenly Jess 
came out from back stage. 

I was surprised. I hadn't even seen him leave the 
table. I found out later that Kara had told the 
stripper about his extra large cock and the stripper 
had gotten word to the manager and the manager had had 
a little talk with Jess and convinced him that there 
was nothing he needed right then more than Kara's first 
lap dance.

Jess was a good man with a sense of humor and a sense 
of adventure, he was all for it. Hell, it just seemed 
fair. He was getting his drinks for free and he knew he 
was going to get to fuck her later, so what the hell.

The music started again and the crowd started cheering 
loudly as she started rubbing him up with her fantastic 
body. She was rubbing her tits all over his chest and 
rubbing her very wet cunt up and down his leg like a 
dog in heat. 

She started kissing him and licking all over his face 
and neck and the guys in the audience were groaning and 
yelling. Her hands moved down to his belt and the crowd 
got quiet as she undid his belt and unfastened his 
pants and slowly tugged them down while swiveling her 
hips at the audience and staring Jess right in the 
eyes.

When his pants were out of the way she bent at the 
waist and started kissing and licking his impressive 
organ. He was just sitting back and smiling as she took 
all she could of that massive thing into her mouth and 
massaged the rest with her little white hands. 

Then she straightened up and straddled him again and 
reached between them and positioned his hard pole at 
the entrance to her pussy. Then she slowly slid down, 
very slowly. And the crowd was going crazy when she had 
that thing buried all the way in her petite little 
body. 

She started fucking him slowly and sensuously at first 
and then violently until he shot his load deep in her 
cunt and she had yet another screaming orgasm before 
collapsing down on him. 

The crowd went nuts and more handfuls of money were 
thrown on stage. Finally Jess stood her up and she and 
the stripper picked up all the bills, another part of 
the act the audience really enjoyed. 

I looked up as Kara bent at the waist to pick up bills 
and I could see that her poor abused cunt was still not 
entirely closed, the lips were swollen and red, and cum 
was leaking all the way down to her ankles. 

As the men watched them picking up bills they continued 
throwing bills, just so that they could continue to 
watch the girls bending over on stage. 

Finally the crowd started drifting back to their tables 
and Kara and the stripper went backstage to clean up 
and split the money. 

Jess came out finally with a smug look on his face and 
bowed when the audience cheered him. He took a seat and 
gulped his drink down and then we all waited for Kara 
to return.

When they came back out finally Kara was still naked 
except for a garter, high on each thigh. The stripper 
was leading her by the leash and she stopped by the 
table and handed me the envelope full of cash and then 
she was led around to all of the tables so all of the 
men could grope her some more and stuff bills in her 
garters. 

I could see the glazed look in her eyes from across the 
room as close to a hundred men looked at her beautiful 
young body close up and groped her freely, usually 
letting their finger stray into her pussy as they stuck 
more bills in her garters. 

She was finally led back stage again and came out 
shortly in her little slip dress with another envelope 
of money in her hand.

She sat in my lap and whispered in my ear, "$450! For 
half an hour's...work?" Then she kissed me 
passionately. She finally noticed her husband was 
missing and she looked at me questioningly. I nodded 
under the table and she grinned and buried her face in 
my neck. 

The manager came over and whispered in my ear that it 
was time to take care of the cops. I told him that I 
didn't trust them and wanted to be in his office again. 

He nodded and took Kara over to their table. I stood up 
and told everyone I would be back soon. I walked back 
to the office and got there just as the lights went on 
in the other room. 

I needn't have worried; it was just like last time. 
They were horny and a little rough, but nothing she 
couldn't handle. The manager came in half way through 
and made sure everything was alright. 

I gave him my phone number for when the stage was ready 
and he left and had one of the strippers bring me in 
another drink. I sipped my drink as I watched the two 
cops working Kara over. 

I hadn't even noticed that the stripper hadn't left. 
She was standing just behind me and a little to the 
side watching Kara. I was startled when I felt her hand 
gently rub my erection. She moved closer behind me and 
kissed my ear and asked if I would like some help with 
that. 

It was tempting, she was cute, and topless, but I 
decided I could wait for Kara. I thanked her and tipped 
her generously and she smiled and left. 

When the cops finished with Kara and left the room, I 
went back to my table. I stopped to remind the manager 
that I would of course want a copy of the DVD. 

He smiled and nodded and when Kara came out in her 
little slip we all left. I handed Kara her money and 
drove home quietly. She curled up on the seat with her 
head in my lap and just rested. She knew she still had 
a lot of cock to take care of before she could rest 
tonight.

It turned out to be not as many as I thought. Jess 
decided he was well done and he just stopped by long 
enough to say goodnight. 

Jeff had been blown twice by Glenn under the table at 
the club and he didn't want anymore tonight. 

Gary had told Snoop to tell me thanks anyway but he had 
tried Glenn out too and now it was past his bedtime. So 
the only ones left for Kara to satisfy were Snoop, Bob, 
and Ken. I would have been shocked if that horn dog had 
bailed. Ken is the horniest man I ever met!

We all went inside and my slaves undressed at the door. 
I let them work out who was going to do what to whom in 
what order. I sat in my easy chair and watched as Ken 
stretched out on the floor with his back against the 
couch and had Kara suck his cock while Glenn licked his 
balls. I guess he found that particular perversion as 
exciting as I had told him that it was.

Snoop fucked Kara from behind while she sucked Ken off. 
Bob watched for a while and then said, "Aw fuck it. 
Where's your KY man?"

I went in and got the KY jelly for Bob and he greased 
his cock and Glenn's ass and fucked him just like a 
pussy. And he couldn't pretend he didn't like it. 
Apparently Glenn has a very fuckable ass. Well, one of 
these days, maybe.

They didn't take long. The guys had been pretty much 
hard for most of the last four hours or so. Glenn and 
Kara didn't cum, but the others came pretty quickly. 
Snoop and Bob came first and they left before my slaves 
could even clean them up. 

I was too tired to go to the door and see them out. I 
just waved goodnight and they left. Ken held out a 
little longer and just before he came he ordered Kara 
not to swallow. He filled her mouth with cum and when 
he finally finished he ordered Kara and Glenn to kiss 
and share the wealth. 

They obeyed without hesitation and after they had 
swallowed and licked each other's lips clean, Kara 
cleaned Ken off. Then he dressed and left.

I had cum several times today already. I hated to admit 
that I was too tired to fuck, but I sure as hell was. I 
almost fell asleep in my chair watching the little mini 
orgy. 

It was late and I offered them my spare bedroom and I 
went to bed. They decided they wanted to go home and 
said goodnight and left.

I slept the sleep of the dead until almost ten the next 
morning.

I made some coffee and sat at my computer and puttered 
around for a while. I noticed that my slaves were still 
asleep. I guess they earned it. They both worked pretty 
hard last night. 

I checked my email and then went to work for a little 
while. I normally work a few hours a day, seven days a 
week. I don't get a day off that way, but I don't work 
very hard either. On the other hand, I seldom know what 
day it is.

I finished my work, or at least as much of it as I 
planned to do today, around noon and was just about to 
go make lunch when one of monitors lit up and I saw the 
paper boy standing at the door to my slave quarters. 
Only this time he wasn't alone. There was another boy 
with him who looked to be about the same age, 
approximately fifteen.

I saw that Glenn was now in the shower and Kara made 
her way to the door. She was awake finally, but just 
barely.

She opened the door wide and stood there looking out at 
the paperboy and his buddy. She looked at them for a 
minute and then asked them what they wanted.

The paperboy said, "I'm sorry. I hope I didn't wake you 
up. This is my brother Billy. He didn't believe me when 
I told him about you. I hope you're not mad. You seemed 
like a nice lady. You're the first naked lady we ever 
saw.

Kara smiled and looked at them for a minute and then 
stepped back and said, "Do you want to come in?"

They looked at each other and I had to laugh at the 
excitement in their faces. They pushed inside quickly 
and Kara closed the door and walked into the living 
room with the boys following. She turned to the 
paperboy and said, "I don't remember if you told me 
your name, you are Billy's older brother?"

He nodded and said, "Yes ma'am, my name is Terry."

"How old are you Terry?" Kara asked.

"I just turned sixteen, ma'am."

"And you brought your brother here today just so you 
could see a naked woman?" Kara asked, still smiling. 
"You chose me to be your first naked woman. I'm 
flattered!"

Both boys grinned at that. I was grinning too. I was 
proud of her. She was handling this just like I would 
have wanted her to. I suppose she had that in mind. She 
must have known that, even if I wasn't watching, I 
would scan the tape later and see this.

"Now that you have seen me, what do you think?" Kara 
asked them. 

"You're beautiful ma'am!" Terry exclaimed 
enthusiastically. 

"Thank you very much," she said. "Billy, do you think I 
am beautiful?"

"Oh yes ma'am! You're so pretty I can hardly breathe!" 
Billy said breathlessly.

Kara walked over to Billy and hugged him and said, "Oh 
my, you are just too sweet. Would you boys like a 
closer look? Would you like to touch me?"

"Can we?!" they both said as one, obviously thinking 
that this was too good to be true.

"I don't see why not," Kara said, "as long as you 
promise not to ever tell anyone else, ever! I could get 
in a lot of trouble if someone found out I let you see 
me naked. Do you promise?"

"Oh yes ma'am!" again in stereo. 

Kara smiled at them and said, "Well alright then. Why 
don't you come over here and take a closer look. And 
you can touch me too if you want."

As the boys moved to either side of Kara and started to 
examine her, I saw Glenn standing in the hall watching. 
He had a look of amusement on his face and a very nice 
hard on. I was glad to see both the look and the hard 
on. There was hope for that boy yet.

I watched closely as the boys moved their hands over 
her breasts, a look of pure awe on their faces. She 
showed them how her nipples got hard when boys touched 
them because she likes to be touched. She explained 
that she got those two little hardons, just like boys 
got hardons when they got excited. 

She explained about how being touched there made her 
feel good in other places too. After they had both had 
a chance to explore her breasts and examine her 
nipples, she spread her legs and showed them her pussy. 
She explained that most girls and women have hair on 
their pussies. She had shaved hers off because the men 
she had sex with thought it was sexy that way. 

She let them touch her pussy for a few minutes and 
explained what the moisture on their fingers was. She 
showed them where the pee came out when she had to go 
to the bathroom and she showed them her clitoris and 
what it was for. 

When they had spent what seemed like a very long time 
examining her she asked if they had any questions. It 
looked like they did but didn't have the nerve to ask. 
Either that or they didn't know so much it was 
overwhelming.

She asked them if they ever masturbated. They blushed 
and Terry said, "No way! Only faggots do that!"

Kara stopped smiling and said, "First, don't use the 
word faggots. They are homosexuals and they are just 
people, just like you and me. You should feel sorry for 
them because they are the targets of religious bigotry. 
Second, don't be silly! Everybody masturbates. I do it, 
my husband does it. I bet everybody you know does it. 
They are just too embarrassed to say so because 
religious zealots make everybody uptight about sex and 
screw everything up."

"You do it?" Billy asked, not sure he could believe his 
ears.

"Sure," Kara said. "Would you like to watch?"

They both shook their heads so hard I thought they 
would fall off.

Kara smiled and sat on the couch. She asked the boys to 
sit on either side of her. Then she asked them to play 
gently with her tits while she did it. Then she put her 
hands on her pussy and started masturbating while the 
boys stared at the most exciting thing they had ever 
seen in their lives. 

After a few minutes she asked them if they would mind 
sucking on her nipples and biting them gently. They 
didn't seem to mind at all! 

They each took a nipple into their mouths and, with a 
little bit more guidance, they seemed to be doing a 
passable job. In another couple of minutes I saw her 
tense up and groan and cum, trying hard to keep from 
screaming.

As soon as she could she took their mouths away and 
thanked them very much, and she kissed them both. Then 
she asked if they would like her to do it to them. 

I was thinking that it was a good thing she was fucking 
a couple of cops, she could get her ass in a lot of 
trouble here. But then, if I had been there I would 
have made her do the same shit probably.

Kara slid off the couch and moved between Terry's legs. 
She opened his pants up and pulled them down to his 
ankles. Then she pulled his shoes off and the pants 
followed. He was incredibly embarrassed; no female had 
seen him naked since his mother when he was a little 
kid. But he was far more excited than he was 
embarrassed. 

Kara looked over at Billy and suggested that it would 
help if he went ahead and got ready while she took care 
of Terry. Then she bent forward and kissed his cock and 
licked the head gently. 

He started quivering and she knew she didn't have much 
time so she sucked his cock into her mouth and he came 
just as she sucked it for the first time. She saw the 
look of disappointment on his face that it was over so 
soon.

She said, "That's okay. Guys are always real fast the 
first few times. It is just too exciting. Don't move 
and after I take care of Billy I will do you again, 
alright? You have a real nice cock and I can't wait to 
taste it again." Yeah, you know that kid was going to 
say no to that, right?

She moved over to Billy and spread his legs. His cock 
was a little smaller than Terry's, but they were both 
pretty good sized for kids that young. Kara looked at 
Billy and said, "Oh your cock is nice too! This is 
going to be great, you ready?"

Billy nodded and Kara pushed his legs a little further 
apart and did to Billy what she had done to Terry. She 
kissed his little pecker and licked it and took it into 
her mouth and started sucking gently. She moved her 
lips all the way down twice before he shot into her 
mouth and she sucked it down and then sat up. 

"Gosh," she said, "I never did it with guys as young as 
you before. I like the taste of your cum, it tastes 
real good."

The boys smiled proudly at each other and Kara moved 
back and sucked Terry off again. It took a little 
longer this time, but not much. I'd say two minutes at 
the most. Then she repeated the process for Billy again 
too. 

While they were getting dressed Kara explained to them 
that girls their age were too young to be doing this 
stuff. It is supposed to be just for adults. But some 
guys start at an earlier age, and if they are ready 
it's okay. 

It's different with girls though. It can hurt girls to 
start too young. They both said that they understood 
and they promised not to hurt any girls. They promised 
again not to tell anyone and then they asked if they 
could do it again sometime.

Kara thought about it and said. "I will have to ask 
someone and let you know, alright? I'm not the boss of 
me. I have only done it this time because the man that 
tells me what to do, told me earlier that I should give 
Terry a little sex education. But he didn't know about 
Billy. And I don't know if he wants me to keep doing 
it. So I'll let you know, alright?"

Both boys nodded eagerly and she hugged them both and 
thanked them for adding a little excitement to her 
morning. Then she saw them to the door and when they 
left she shut the door and leaned her back against it 
and smiled up at the camera. The little minx!

I was becoming more amazed every day by the change in 
those two.

Kara leaned away from the door and Glenn swooped in and 
grabbed her and put is arms around her, holding her ass 
with both hands. He smiled at her and said, "You nasty 
little slut! What are you going to do next time, fuck 
them?"

Kara smiled at him and said, "I just might, what if I 
do?" 

"We can worry about that later; right now I am going to 
drill that ass of yours that everyone but me has 
already had!" 

"Oh yeah?" she teased. "Not unless you can catch it!" 
She made as if to run away but didn't get two steps 
before Glenn grabbed her and slung her over his 
shoulder. 

It surprised the hell out of me! I would have been less 
surprised if she had slung him over her shoulder. He 
hurried to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He 
dropped his little g-string and he was all over her. 

They fucked around for close to an hour and a half. I 
was impressed. I didn't think the little yuppie had it 
in him! I didn't watch it all. I glanced at it from 
time to time, but a guy can only take so much straight 
husband and wife sex!

I went into the living room and turned on MSNBC and 
watched a couple of hours of news. Kara called in the 
early evening and said that if I wasn't going to be 
using them they needed to go grocery shopping. 

I told her to have fun and I also told her I was proud 
of what she did with the paperboy and his brother. She 
laughed and said goodbye.

Damn! Just hearing her voice on the phone gave me a 
hard on! Oh well, back to the news.

I left them alone for a couple of days. On the fourth 
day since our last visit to the strip club Dave called 
to say that he had set up a show for eleven PM tomorrow 
and asked if that was alright. 

I asked him what it was and he told me that he had six 
guys lined up, big black guys. Four of them are local 
actors, local theater, and when they get the chance, a 
little porn. The other two are friends of a friend from 
the gym. 

All six of them are big, but not so big they that will 
cause any damage. They will be given a bunch of fake 
prison tattoos and scars and made to look real gangsta. 

His plan was to have Kara, dressed conservatively in a 
nice sundress and normal everyday bra and panties, 
stand in the middle of the stage with no idea of what 
was going on. She would stand there as the audience 
filed in and took their seats. 

When everyone was present, the six black men dressed in 
just jock straps would appear from backstage and attack 
her. They would rip off her clothes and rough her up a 
little, but not too bad. They would spit on her, abuse 
her tits a little, grope her roughly, and make her 
squeal a little. 

Then a sling that was out of sight against the ceiling 
would be lowered and she would be forced into it and 
strapped in. Once she was strapped down she would be 
raped by the six men repeatedly. They would fuck her 
pussy and her ass and her mouth. They would try to make 
her deep throat them. They would cover her in cum. Then 
they would leave and two young girls would come in and 
scrape the accumulated cum off of her body with spoons 
and feed it to her. 

He assured me that the biggest cock among them was only 
slightly larger than mine and that they would be 
careful not to harm her. Just scare her a little and 
fuck the hell out of her. 

I nervously said okay and he told me to be there at ten 
tomorrow night. He would have Gina, the stripper she 
had put on the shows with, get her ready. Get her pussy 
warmed up and her ass lubed and stretched a little.

I asked him how much this was going to pay and he said 
we would split $9,000. I had a feeling that would go a 
long way towards assuaging any hurt feeling Kara had. 
Just before I hung up he said, "Oh, and bring her 
hubby. He is going to be tied up in a chair on the side 
of the stage."

I said okay and then I remembered I had forgotten to 
pick up the last DVD. Dave said he would have it for me 
when I got here. 

When we hung up I called Kara and told her to be ready 
to go out tomorrow night at 9:30 PM. She was to wear a 
conservative dress, a sun dress maybe, pick something. 
She was to wear an attractive but demure bra and panty 
set. No hose, two inch heel. And light on the make up. 
And she was to tell Glenn to be ready, in casual 
clothes.

She asked, "Is it the show?" The nervousness in her 
voice excited the hell out of me. I said, "Yes, your 
first show in a theater built just for you!" 

She didn't say anything so I said goodnight and hung 
up.

I spent the rest of the day reading a book, but I had a 
hell of a time concentrating. I hoped I wasn't fucking 
up.

I went to bed and finally went to sleep. The next day I 
got up and worked for a while but my heart wasn't in 
it. I just piddled and fiddled until it was time to go 
pick up my slaves.

I drove up and stopped at the curb and they came out 
before I could get out of the car. Kara looked 
beautiful. Too pretty for what was going to happen to 
her, I thought.

I drove to the club and we got inside a few minutes 
early. We went to the bar and ordered drinks. There had 
been a stir in the audience when they saw Kara, but 
they were going to be disappointed tonight.

Dave came out of his office with Gina. She took Kara 
and escorted her to the new backstage area. Dave took 
me into his office and handed me the money and a DVD. 

I put them away and then we went into the next room and 
he showed me the theater that had been built for Kara. 
I was expecting something kind of ratty. Cinderblock 
walls, raggedy old seats, bare cement floors. 

Instead I was really impressed. The seats were new and 
plush. There were six rows of twelve seats each and a 
small row in the back with five seats. 

Dave pointed them out and told me that we would be 
sitting in the back. 

The walls were lined with black velvet curtains and the 
floors were covered in plush carpet. The stage, too, 
was solid, professional looking, and also covered in 
plush carpet. I could just make out the sling attached 
to the dark ceiling, and the rope on the far wall 
keeping it in place. 

He took me behind the curtain and I was surprised to 
see that the men were already in place and getting 
ready. They were putting on fake tattoos and fake scars 
and they looked pretty fearsome. 

I talked to them a little and told them that their 
costar was, until very recently a naïve, quiet, shy 
housewife and this was all new to her. I wanted to make 
sure that they wouldn't hurt her. 

The man introduced as Ronnie said, "Not a problem man. 
We understand it's just an act. We were told to scare 
her a little, be a little rough but that's it. If it 
makes you feel any better, these are all fake tattoos. 
I am working my way through college and so is Rolly 
over there. We've all done a couple of movies before 
and we don't want to hurt anyone. Okay?" 

I shook his hand and told him I was reassured, and 
looking forward to the show. I walked back through the 
theater just as Glenn was brought in and tied securely 
to a chair that was fastened to the floor on the side 
of the stage. Then Kara was led in looking just as 
fresh as when I had picked her up a little while ago.

I went out and got another drink and found Dave and 
asked him, "What do I do now?"

He smiled and said, "Drink your drink, go on in and 
have a seat and watch the perverts come in and stare at 
your girl. The show starts soon. Relax, she'll be 
alright when it's over, I promise."

I wasn't sure I trusted him, but it was out of my hands 
now. I took my drink and sat down in the farthest seat 
from the stage and watched Kara standing nervously on 
the stage. I heard a noise and looked out through the 
door and saw that a curtain had been pulled across the 
hall so that the people in the club couldn't see the 
theater door. The customers for the show would be 
coming in through a back door! 

Hmmm, I'm not sure how I feel about that. I was 
starting to wonder if I should have brought my friends, 
just in case.

I watched as men started filing into the seats in front 
of me. I saw that they were checking stubs. It was 
assigned seating, pretty high class for a strip joint!

It took only fifteen minutes for the seats to fill up. 
When everyone was in place Dave came in and sat beside 
me. He had a drink and he handed me another beer and 
everyone stared in silence at Kara. 

I didn't hear or see anything to indicate that the show 
was starting. But suddenly the men filed out from 
behind the curtain and they instantly engulfed Kara's 
tiny frame. 

Kara didn't know what was going to happen. She had only 
been told that she had to stand there. I had also 
passed along the instructions that Dave had given me, 
she was not required to submit to anyone or anything. 
The implication being that a little resistance would be 
appropriate. 

She looked at the men around her and then looked at the 
audience. I could tell she was looking for me, but it 
was dark back here and she probably couldn't see me. 

The men started making rude and crude remarks, the sort 
of thing a young white girl might expect if she were to 
find herself walking alone at night in "the hood". 

At first she tried twisting away but there was no place 
for her to go. They were calling her names, cunt, 
bitch, slut, whore, that sort of thing. Then they 
started grabbing her, pulling her hair, twisting her 
tits, pinching her ass, rubbing her thighs. 

She was yelling at them now and trying even harder to 
twist away. It looked like she was starting to cry. 
They started making fun of her, mocking her.

Then they started to rip her clothes off. They were 
rough too. They were tearing at her clothing, and when 
a piece of cloth didn't rip they flung her around and 
jerked and it looked pretty violent. Hell, it was 
violent!

They took their time, enjoying taunting her. They tore 
off her dress first. Then they tormented her for a 
while longer before they tore off her bra and finally 
her panties. 

She fought bravely, but futilely. Once she was stripped 
they started really mauling her. Pulling and twisting 
her tits. It looked like one of them was trying to lift 
her off the ground by her nipples! They were slapping 
her ass and a couple of times she got her face slapped.

One of them stepped in and while his friends held her 
arms behind her he grabbed her jaw and forced her mouth 
open then he spit into her mouth several times. Then he 
stood back but held her mouth open for his friends. 
Most of them also stepped up and spit in her mouth 
while abusing her tits and pussy. This seemed to go on 
for a long time. The men made no sound now, the only 
sounds were Kara's sobs and pleas. 

Finally one of the men stepped away and lowered the 
sling. I had seen an ad for a sling once. It was just a 
series of straps that suspended someone in a sitting 
position. This one was different. This one called for 
the person in the sling to be laid out on their back, 
their body horizontal, suspended at just the right 
height for the men to easily access all of her 
orifices. 

They manhandled Kara into the sling easily, and her 
arms were fastened in place, then a belt was tightened 
around her stomach, and finally a strap around her 
neck. Now her head hung down and all of her holes were 
readily accessible. 

The men continued tormenting her, spitting on her, 
pinching and twisting various body parts. She was 
sobbing loudly and I was having a very hard time not 
putting a stop to this. Although I suspect that, given 
all of the money involved, I would not have had much of 
a chance had I tried.

They all removed their jock straps and I was even more 
nervous now. Dave may have had too high an opinion of 
my manhood, which, it suddenly occurred to me, he had 
never seen. 

All of those cocks looked to be in the ten inch range, 
every damned one of them. And while a couple of them 
seemed to have an almost normal circumference, most of 
them looked to be twice as thick as mine.

I was getting worried about Kara, but I have to be 
honest here, I had a hard on that I thought was going 
to rip right through my pants, grab my throat and order 
me to fuck something!

I glanced at Glenn, wondering what his reaction was to 
all this. He had apparently given up fighting the ropes 
holding him down. I saw for the first time the gag in 
his mouth. I hadn't realized they had gagged him. 

Then I turned to center stage as one of those large, 
well hung black men moved to her head and whispered in 
her ear. I found out later that he was making all kinds 
of threats about what they would do to her if she 
wasn't careful with her teeth. Then he stood up and 
forced his cock into her mouth. The others were all 
standing around staring in fascination, just like those 
of us in the audience. 

He forced his cock in a couple of inches and let her 
move her tongue around and get used to it. Then he 
pulled out and put a little more in. Each time it was a 
little more and now he was banging into the back of her 
throat and she was gagging and sobbing and they were 
just mocking her. He continued to stab against the back 
of her throat and finally he passed that barrier and 
his cock forced its way into her throat. She thrashed 
violently on the sling, but the only things not 
tethered were her legs and two of the men stepped 
forward and each grabbed a leg and held her still. 

I watched in amazement as inch after inch of that 
monster black cock was forced down her throat. He 
finally had her lips buried in his pubic hair and, 
after a brief pause he slowly pulled his cock free. But 
Kara's respite was short lived. He allowed her several 
deep gulps of air and then he pushed back down her 
throat again. It was still difficult and she still 
fought, but each time it seemed to go in easier until 
finally he was fucking her throat with a massive ten 
inch black cock. 

I heard the murmur of disbelief in the crowd. I guess 
they were getting their money's worth. 

After a few minutes he pulled out and one of his 
assistant rapists stepped up and took his place and 
repeated the process. This went on and on until they 
had all raped her throat for a few minutes. 

Once the last one had fucked her throat, one of them 
stepped between her legs and lifted them in the air. 
They were strapped to the sling supports and now she 
couldn't move any part of her body. Once she was 
secure, one of them stepped up and started moving his 
cock over her pussy. 

He teased her with it for a while and finally started 
stabbing it into her with short, vicious strokes. Each 
stroke caused a raspy cry of pain from Kara. She sobbed 
and pled incoherently for someone to help her. Each of 
the black men took a turn at her pussy and then the 
process was repeated with her ass. 

As the first cock entered her ass, even though I knew 
she had been lubed up and stretched out before she was 
brought back here, she screamed in pain. There was no 
way to prepare her tiny ass for those huge black cocks 
thrusting violently, raping her, but most of all, 
hurting her for the pleasure of the audience. 

This seemed to go on for a very long time. And once 
they had all fucked every hole they went around again. 
Finally it was time for the grand finale. 

The first one fucked her mouth again, but just as he 
was about to cum he pulled out and shot his cum all 
over her face and chest and stomach. It was a huge 
load. He must have been saving for a week.

Then another stepped up and raped her pussy again, 
right up to the point of cumming and he too pulled out 
and shot his cum all over her stomach and her breasts. 
Then someone fucked her ass and repeated the process.

Then the next three went through the same rotation 
until all six of them had nearly covered her bruised 
and battered body with cum. Then they just quietly 
turned and went backstage.

Everyone was silent for a moment. I think we all needed 
to catch our breath. Then two naked young girls came 
out from behind the curtain at the back of the stage. 
And when I say young, I mean very young! They were 
teenagers. I doubt if they were older than fourteen, if 
that old. But they had beautiful bodies, and seemed 
remarkably self assured. It made me wonder how they 
came to be here and what had happened to them before 
they got here.

They walked up to Kara and bent over her and both of 
them produced spoons. I had forgotten about this part. 
They started scooping up the six large loads of cum 
from Kara's body and feeding them to her. 

There must have been nearly a pint of it. It took a 
long time. 

Kara kept sobbing and begging them to let her go. When 
at last they had scraped the slick cum from her as best 
they could, they silently moved backstage again.

I thought that was it, but there was one more 
indignity. Two of the black men came back out and 
untied Glenn and led him over to his wife. 

He was bent down and forced to lick her body clean. And 
then eat her pussy until she had an orgasm. I would not 
have thought it possible. She was in so much pain. But 
she finally achieved a mild orgasm which seemed to 
satisfy everyone. 

The stage lights finally went down and with only dim 
rope lights along the floor to guide them, everyone 
filed out through the back door.

I went to Kara and started releasing her bonds. I 
kissed her lips lightly and told her I was sorry, I 
didn't realize how bad it would be. She hugged me and 
sobbed until I thought my heart would break. 

I asked her if she was alright. Did she need to see a 
doctor? 

She shook her head and I tossed Glenn the keys to my 
car and told him to bring it around back. He rushed 
out, glaring at me again. I didn't say anything to him 
this time, I deserved it. 

Dave came over and asked if she was okay.

I told him I wasn't sure. I would let him know. 

Then he asked if I was alright. I told him I wasn't 
sure. I would let him know. 

I heard Glenn pull up to the door and I carried Kara 
out and laid her in the back seat. I went around to the 
other side and got in and cradled her head in my lap 
and ordered Glenn to drive to my house.

Kara finally stopped sobbing and just lay quietly, 
except for an occasional moan of pain.

Glenn pulled up into my driveway and I sent him ahead 
to unlock the door. 

I got out and helped Kara out and carried her to my 
bed. I laid her down and looked her over closely. I was 
relieved to see that there was no sign of blood 
anywhere. 

I asked her if she wanted to take shower or just go to 
sleep. At first she said sleep, but then she thought 
better of it. She wanted to get rid of the smell of sex 
and she thought that maybe the hot water would make her 
feel better. 

Glenn helped her to the shower and I went to the 
kitchen for some ice water. I gathered up the aspirin 
and the sore throat spray and turned down the bed. 

When Kara was back in bed I gave her three aspirin and 
sprayed her throat and covered her up as gently as 
possible. 

I suddenly remembered something. I reached into my 
pocket and pulled out the envelope I had gotten from 
Dave. "This is for you and Glenn," I said quietly. 

At first she wasn't interested, but then she got 
curious and she opened it and slowly counted it. That 
brought just a hint of a smile to her tortured face. 
She tossed the envelope to Glenn and then she went to 
sleep. 

Glenn looked in the envelope and asked what it was. 
Apparently Kara had not explained it to him earlier. I 
went over the details for him and he shook his head. He 
said he couldn't believe she knew what she was getting 
into.

I explained that she sort of didn't. It all went down 
pretty much as they had explained it to me. Except for 
his part, nobody had mentioned that. But I told him 
that Dave had been less than honest about the five feet 
of cock she had just been raped with. 

He looked at me for a while and then he said, "You love 
her don't you? You have a hell of a way of showing it, 
but you love her."

I looked him right in the eye and said, "Yes, but you 
can't blame me, everyone that knows her must fall in 
love with her. But don't worry. I would never try to 
take her away from you. Even if I thought I could and I 
don't. It will break my heart when you finally get 
yourself back on your feet. But I will let you go, both 
of you. My conscience wouldn't let me do it any other 
way."

Glenn looked at me sadly and said, "She loves you to."

"No she doesn't." I said, though it killed me to say 
it. "She is living a fantasy right now. Something most 
people never get to do. I am responsible for it. I 
didn't create it. She had the fantasy in her. It's just 
that my fantasies complimented her fantasies and things 
have gotten a little wild. She doesn't want to live 
this way. She still loves you and will gladly return 
with you to your old life, or some version of it, when 
this is all over."

"Do you really think so, after all that has happened to 
us? And Christ, it has been just over a week! This has 
just started!"

"What about you," I asked. "I have seen a big change in 
you too. You aren't nearly the tight ass you were when 
I found you, so to speak." 

"I guess you eat enough of other men's cum out of your 
wife's pussy it's bound to take a little of the stick 
out of guy's ass. I have hated pretty much everything 
that has happened. I have learned that there is a lot 
of voyeur in me. I enjoyed watching Kara with the 
stripper, and even with your poker buddies. And did you 
happen to catch her with those two teenagers? Damn that 
turned me on!

I smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I saw that, it was hot. I 
am not sorry about everything that has happened. I am 
sorry about tonight. It turned me on. But it got to me, 
seeing her in that much pain. I may have to rethink her 
stage career." 

I sent him into the spare room to sleep. He wasn't 
happy about that. He wanted to be with his wife. But I 
wanted to be there when she woke up, in case she needed 
anything, and to apologize again.

Before I settled down I had an idea that I thought 
might help her. I dug through my medicine cabinet and 
found a tube of Preparation H ointment and some 
suppositories. I gently shifted Kara as she slept and 
slipped one of the suppositories into her ravaged 
asshole. Then I covered the entire area with the 
ointment. I was just about to cover her back up when I 
thought that it might help her bruised pussy too. 
Nothing on the label said it would or wouldn't, but I 
figured it couldn't hurt. So I spread more of the 
ointment all around and inside of her vagina. 

I sat in a chair near the bed most of the night. I 
dozed off a few times but mostly I read my book and 
watched Kara. Most of the night she lay still and slept 
soundly, but from time to time she would moan and shift 
her position slightly.

At four AM she woke up and moaned in pain when she 
moved. She saw me sitting and watching her and she 
croaked out, "What time is it?"

I told her that it was early in the morning. I gave her 
a couple more aspirins and sprayed her throat and she 
smiled at me. "I have to go to the bathroom," she said.

I helped her up and she leaned on me heavily as she 
made her way to the bathroom. I held her as she peed 
and after she wiped herself I used a damp washcloth to 
clean her hands. 

She noticed the ointment all around her pussy and said, 
"What the hell is this?" 

I told her about the Preparation H and she laughed and 
smiled at me. Then I helped her back to bed.

She sat on the edge of the bed for a moment and she put 
her arms around my neck and kissed me. 

I said, "I am so very sorry Kara. I had no idea it 
would be that rough. I would never have let them hurt 
you like this if I had known."

"It's alright," she said and smiled again. "I knew you 
wouldn't let them hurt me. It really wasn't that bad. 
Listen, don't tell anyone, but I had a couple of dozen 
orgasm on that stage last night. I wouldn't want to do 
it again. But being raped by a gang of large black men 
was kind of a secret fantasy. I had my first orgasm 
last night when they came on stage and started pushing 
me around, and my second one when that first guy spit 
in my mouth. How fucked up is that! I felt a lot better 
when I saw the envelope with all of the money in it. By 
the time Glenn gets a job we could have enough money 
put aside for the down payment on your slave quarters!"

I helped her stretch out on the bed again, carefully. 
Her body was covered in ugly bruises. Her tits were 
black and blue and her nipples swollen. She had bruises 
everywhere that she had been strapped down to the sling 
last night. Her thighs were black and blue and so were 
the cheeks of her ass. Even her pubic mound was bruised 
and swollen.

I started to sit back down in my chair but she said, 
"No, not there. Please, come to bed. Hold me."

She was breaking my heart. I felt so guilty. Hell, I 
was guilty. I guess I'm not much of a slave owner.

I stretched out beside her and took her gently in my 
arms and held her until she was asleep again. I finally 
drifted off after a while and we didn't wake up until 
noon. I got up and helped Kara into the shower. 

We took a long hot shower and I dried her carefully. I 
put on my favorite pair of lounging shorts, a pair of 
terrycloth shorts I only wear when nobody is around. 

I offered her a robe but she said, "Slaves don't wear 
clothes in the house!" and she smiled at me. I hugged 
her gently and we went out to the kitchen and I made 
her breakfast. 

There was a note on the counter from Glenn. He had 
gotten up early and needed something to do. He figured 
we would sleep late so he went to the slave quarters to 
do the yard work and take in the mail and the paper. 
When he was done there, he would return and take care 
of my yard work.

The hot shower and the moving around seemed to be 
helping her and she tried to push me out of the way but 
I ordered her to sit and I made breakfast for us.

As we sipped coffee she looked at me and said, "You are 
worrying me. Stop it."

I didn't know what she meant and asked, "What?" 

"Stop moping around and feeling guilty, silly, I am OK. 
I was not torn anywhere. I didn't bleed. I had an 
opportunity to explore a violent fantasy. It was 
exciting. I would not want to do it again. But it was 
exciting. I bet you had a hardon during the entire 
show, didn't you?"

I could only smile sheepishly at that.

"Yeah, me too," she said. "I looked out into that dark 
room and saw the faces of those men in the front rows. 
I saw all of that raw lust. They loved it. I loved it, 
up to a point. And look at the bright side. Once my 
throat isn't so raw anymore, I should be able to give 
you the best blowjob you ever had. I can deep throat 
now!"

The phone rang just before one. It was Dave. I put it 
on speaker and said hello.

"How is Kara," he asked, with a genuine note of concern 
in his voice. 

I told him that she was up and around, but black and 
blue all over. 

"I'm sorry," he said. "I had no idea it would be that 
violent. I wanted to stop it. But I couldn't. I hope 
you understand. There was too much money from too many 
powerful people involved. And I am not talking 
politicians here. These guys could fuck you up. If she 
needs a doctor or anything it's on me. Tell her I am 
sorry, okay?"

Kara spoke up, "I'm right here Dave. I'm alright. Don't 
worry; I am not blaming anyone for anything."

"Hey Kara, I'm sorry doll. I new it was going to be 
rough, but not like that. I am really sorry you got 
hurt," Dave continued to apologize.

"Dave," she said with a smile in her voice, "could you 
count how many orgasms I had on stage last night?"


"You are shitting me, right? You really had an orgasm 
on stage last night?"

"No, I didn't have an orgasm, I had many orgasms. I 
wouldn't want to do it again, but I don't regret it."

Dave was quiet for a few moments and then he asked 
tentatively, "So what about the other?"

"What other?" Kara asked.

I interrupted, "I haven't told her about that yet Dave. 
I wasn't going to. But now I will. However, before that 
happens, if it happens, we are going to know a lot more 
about what will happen than we did last night."

"Deal," he said. Then he said, "And please, come by the 
club when you are feeling better. The drinks are on me 
and the customers keep asking for you."

Kara smiled at that and we said goodbye and hung up.

"What other?" Kara asked again.

I decided to just go ahead and tell her straight out, 
and let her decide. I described, in what little detail 
I had, what Dave had proposed. She would be stripped 
and made to kneel down on a specially made padded 
bench. 

Her arms and legs and torso would be restrained. A 
large dog, the breed not yet decided upon, would be led 
out and would lick her and then be encouraged to mate 
with her. I also pointed out that because of the 
increase in the kink-factor; Dave estimated her cut 
from the take would be close to ten grand, mostly 
because she was so young and pretty. And because she 
had a following of dirty old men following the story of 
her debasement, from her recent position as young 
housewife to her present position as sex slave, there 
was a lot of interest in the DVDs.

I was, of course, studying her face carefully as I 
explained what Dave had in mind. I expected revulsion 
and disgust, shock, something. I saw only interest. It 
appeared that I was the one that was shocked. 

Kara had one last question which she pulled out of 
nowhere. "Where did they get those young girls last 
night?"

I had forgotten all about that. I told her I had no 
idea. We could ask Dave, but I suspected that he was 
only providing the venue for these shows. I had a 
feeling we didn't want to know who was actually running 
the show.

I put Kara back to bed and went into my office to get 
some work done. I rewound the VCR and checked the tape 
to see if I had missed anything interesting since my 
last look. 

There wasn't much tape, nobody had been home most of 
the time. I rewound the tape and dug out the tape with 
the paperboy and his brother on it. I also found the 
earlier scene where the paperboy first came to the door 
and saw Kara nude. I put them together on a DVD and 
made a couple of copies. 

I called Dave back and described the DVD to him and 
asked if he thought that they had any market value.

"Hell yes!" he exclaimed. "A movie of two teenaged boys 
getting their first blowjobs from that hottie, fuck 
yes. Listen if that is as hot as it sounds I bet I can 
get you $5,000 for it."

"These things aren't going public, right? I mean she 
could go to jail for years if the wrong people saw 
this."

"Don't worry about that," Dave assured me. "Everyone I 
deal with knows that there are serious repercussions 
for betraying a trust. And we aren't talking lawsuits 
here."

For some reason I believed him, and I actually found 
the way he said it reassuring.

Glenn showed up around 3 PM and stopped in before he 
went to work on my yard. He was relieved to see that 
Kara was doing much better. He worked on my yard and 
then came in and took a shower. When he came back out 
he told me that he had two job interviews tomorrow. 

I asked him about the positions he was interviewing for 
and they both sounded promising. I had very mixed 
feelings about that. 

I left Glenn to watch Kara and I drove over to the club 
around six. I went into the office with Dave and he 
watched the DVD I had made for him of Kara and the 
kids. He loved it and didn't even hesitate, he reached 
into his desk and handed me $5,000. He told me that if 
they came back and she fucked them and made it last at 
least an hour there would be another $5,000.

I thanked him on Kara's behalf and thanked him again 
when he gave me an unedited copy of last night's movie, 
which reminded me. "About last night, where did those 
young girls come from?"

The subject obviously made him uncomfortable. He said 
that all he knew about them was that they were the 
daughters of one of the men from the audience. He 
wanted me to understand that he was a middle man here. 

I believed him. And he did seem genuinely bothered by 
the use of the young girls. But this was out of our 
hands; neither he nor I knew the identity of any of the 
men in the audience last night. And later, when I 
watched the DVD, I would see that not a single audience 
member was visible on the recording.

I said goodbye and told Dave we would be back for 
another up front stage show when Kara had recovered. I 
also told him that she had not run screaming from the 
room when I told her about the dog. That made him 
smile. 

I went home and was happy to see Kara up and about. She 
was cleaning my house! I gave her and Glenn the money 
and told her what Dave had said about a future episode. 
She smiled and said she was looking forward to it.

The next few days past slowly, life without the use and 
abuse of Kara just wasn't very interesting. She and 
Glenn had spent the last week at their house, I mean 
the slave quarters. 

Glenn had been on several job interviews and was 
waiting for a call back. I still checked my monitors 
every day. Kara's bruises had healed. I saw them making 
love a couple of times in the last two days. 

It was good to see her back and ready to play. I had 
not been laid in more than a week and I was ready to 
see if that sweet pussy was still as good as it was 
before she was raped by six too well hung men. I was 
working on my computer and not paying much attention to 
the monitors when my attention was caught by one of the 
monitors coming to life and I saw the paperboy 
approaching the door. I stopped what I was doing and 
devoted my full attention to the screens. 

I saw Kara open the door and smile at the boys and 
invite them in. She hugged them and escorted them into 
the living room with her arms around their shoulders. 
"Are you back for more sex education?" she asked.

They both looked up at her excitedly and said, "Yes 
ma'am. That would be great, if you don't mind." 

"Do you have anything special you would like to try 
today?" she asked.

The boys were embarrassed and reluctant to say what 
they had in mind. 

"It's okay guys! You can tell me anything you want. I 
won't be mad, honest."

Terry finally got up his nerve and answered, "We want 
to try everything, but mostly we would like to try 
innercourse." 


Kara smiled and said, "You mean intercourse? You want 
to fuck me?"

The boys nodded furiously. 

Kara said, "That's great, we can do that. But let's do 
some other stuff first, alright?"

They nodded again.

"Remember the things we did last time?" she asked "The 
touching and kissing? That is called foreplay. That is 
the kind of thing that people do before they fuck so 
that they get real excited and that makes it even more 
fun. Do you want to do some more of that stuff?"

"Oh yes ma'am!!" Billy exclaimed. "We loved what we did 
last time, all of it. We would love to do that stuff 
again, but we wanna fuck too, okay?"

Kara hugged him and kissed his forehead and said, "Of 
course darling! We can do all that stuff and anything 
else you want. I want you to learn everything there is 
to know about sex. Come on; let's get you guys ready, 
okay? Get those clothes off."

She went to her knees in front of them and helped them 
with their shoes and socks and she pulled Terry's pants 
down, kissing the bulge in his shorts as she did.

When everyone was naked Kara sat between the boys on 
the sofa and they started exploring her body, still in 
awe of her beauty. I could understand that, so was I!

I watched them squeeze her breasts, gently at first and 
then harder, squeeze and pull and push and flatten. And 
then they started squeezing her nipples and pulling on 
them. Then they were kissing and biting them. Kara was 
obviously enjoying the attention and when Terry moved a 
hand down to her pussy she shuddered in pleasure. 

Kara turned to Terry and asked him he would like to try 
something else new. When he nodded enthusiastically she 
asked him if he had ever heard of eating pussy. He 
grinned widely and said, "Yeah, guys talk about that 
all the time. But I don't know anyone that has actually 
done it."

"Would you like to be the first?" Kara asked.

"God yes! What do I have to do?"

Kara told him to get down on his knees between her legs 
and first he should caress her thighs and her stomach, 
kind of work up to it. Then she suggested that he start 
kissing her lightly all over, everywhere except her 
pussy. "That makes girls hot," she explained. "We like 
to be teased and caressed. Oh yes, that's good! Kiss me 
all over."

"Aaaah...yes, keep doing that for a minute! That's 
wonderful! Now lick me with just the tip of your tongue 
in all those same places. Work in a circle so that you 
get closer and closer to my pussy. That way, by the 
time you get to my pussy I am REALLY hot." 

I listened to her voice get more and more excited as 
Terry kissed and licked around her pussy and Billy 
sucked on her breast while staring intently at Terry 
and his pussy eating lesson. 

Eventually, Terry had worked his way to her pussy and 
she cried out, "Oh my god!" as his tongue flicked 
lightly at her remarkably well healed slit. I zoomed in 
with the camera and I was pleased to see that those 
monstrous cocks from last week's show had apparently 
not damaged her beautiful pussy. 

"That's wonderful," she said breathlessly. "Yes, keep 
doing that. Remember last time when I sucked your 
cocks? Remember how good that felt. That is what this 
feels like for me. Oh baby, you do that so well."

I watched as Terry became more enthusiastic, licking 
deep into her slit and obviously enjoying his work. 

Billy took his mouth off of her tit and in a choked 
voice asked her if he could try it. 

"Oh yes baby. Just a minute, he is almost done." Then 
she guided Terry's lips to her clit and said she was 
ready to cum and now would be a good time to lick her 
clit and suck it and maybe chew it very lightly for a 
few seconds. 

Terry did as she instructed and Kara grabbed his head 
and pulled his hair as she screamed through an orgasm, 
much to the delight of the boy who had brought it 
about. 

Her other arm was around Billy and she squeezed his 
head to her breast unconsciously, I was afraid she was 
going to hurt him there for a minute.

She finally pushed Terry's head away and started 
unclenching every muscle in her beautiful body. She 
relaxed for a minute and then stood up and told the 
boys she was going to go clean up and she would be 
right back.

As soon as she left the room the boys started talking 
excitedly between themselves. It was hilarious to 
watch.

I watched as Kara went to the bathroom and ran a damp 
cloth over and through her pussy. While she was doing 
that she looked up at the camera on the ceiling and 
winked at me. Then she returned to the living room and 
sat back down between the boys.

"OK," she said, "I am all nice and clean for you Billy. 
Do you think you know what to do?"

Billy nodded and knelt between her legs. He stared at 
her pussy in awe for a minute, even reaching up gently 
and spreading her labia and looking inside. Then he 
smiled up at her and started doing all the things that 
he had watched Terry do. 

Kara smiled down at him and said, "Oh yes baby! That 
feels great! You know what to do."

Then she turned to Terry and had him stand on the sofa 
and straddle her hips so that she could suck his cock. 
She wanted to make sure he could last a long time when 
they got around to the fucking. Terry loved that idea 
and soon he was pounding his skinny five inch cock into 
her mouth enthusiastically.

Billy was apparently doing a great job of eating her 
pussy and her moans of pleasure felt great on Terry's 
young cock. He came very quickly, just like the first 
time she had sucked them off. But she didn't let him 
go. She swallowed his load and held his cock in her 
mouth gently until it wasn't so sensitive. 

Then she started sucking gently again. He was hard 
again almost immediately (ah, the good old days) and 
before long his hips were pumping and her hands were 
squeezing the cheeks of his ass and pulling his cock 
into her mouth as far as it would go.

Terry came again, but he had lasted much longer this 
time. Once Kara had swallowed his ejaculate he 
collapsed on the sofa beside her and gently nibbled on 
a tit as Billy ate her to another great orgasm.

When she had recovered slightly she moved down on the 
floor with Billy and pushed him over onto his back. She 
started licking his young body all over, quickly moving 
down to concentrate on his little ball sack and his 
incredibly hard little organ. He lasted less than a 
minute after she started sucking, but just as she had 
with Terry, she let him relax for a few minutes with 
his little pecker in her mouth and then she sucked him 
off again. When she finished she noticed that Terry was 
hard again.

She looked up at him and smiled her sexy little smile 
and asked, "Alright Terry, are you ready for your first 
fuck?"

He didn't, or couldn't say a word. He moved to his 
knees between her legs and she reached down and guided 
him into her as he carefully stretched out on top of 
her and started jerking up and down in his short little 
strokes. 

It reminded me of watching rabbits fuck. I suppose two 
blowjobs is the magic number because he lasted close to 
ten minutes before he shot his load into her pussy. I 
had zoomed in two cameras as he came in her, one on the 
rapidly moving little cock in her clasping pussy, and 
one on his face as his whole body throbbed in ecstasy 
as he enjoyed his first fuck. 

His body went limp on top of Kara for several minutes 
and she held him and kissed him gently while he 
recovered. He finally rolled off of her and she smiled 
at Billy and told him she would be right back. 

She rushed to the bathroom and cleaned herself up again 
and moved swiftly back to the living room, obviously 
anxious to take Billy's virginity too. 

She stood in front of him and bent down and kissed him. 
He reached up and massaged her breasts with both hands 
as he returned her kiss. Then she joined him on the 
floor and they stretched out side by side. Billy leaned 
over her and kissed her a little longer, and then he 
kissed her tits for a moment and she hugged him and 
said, "Oh you sweet, sweet boy. That feels so good. Are 
you ready for your first fuck?"

He just grinned and moved up onto her body. His cock 
was slightly smaller and they had a little trouble 
getting it started, but once he was inside of her this 
kid went to town! She moaned and groaned as if it was 
the best fuck she ever had. It was obvious that she was 
having fun, though I doubt she was getting much out of 
fucking his little pecker.

He lasted almost as long as his older brother had, and 
he was very loud when he came. He kept yelling "FUCK!" 
over and over as he came. 

I had planned on giving Kara a little more time, but 
after watching this I was going to need a piece of that 
hot cunt. Today!

I watched as she licked both boys clean and then they 
sat around and the boys explored her body some more. 

"That was a lot of fun, wasn't it boys?" Kara asked. It 
was obvious that she meant it.

"Geez yes!" Billy said, in between mouthfuls of Kara's 
tit.

Terry said, "I guess that means we can do it again some 
time?"

"I would love to! Just remember, you can never tell 
anyone. Not even your best friends. I know that is 
hard. Guys like to talk, and they especially like to 
talk about girls and pussy. But if you talk, I will be 
in a lot of trouble and you know what that will 
mean.....no more pussy!"

They promised they would never tell anyone ever. They 
started to get dressed but Kara noticed that Billy was 
getting hard again. "Wait a minute boys, I don't let 
men leave my house with a hard on. It makes me look 
bad."

Billy laughed as she dropped to her knees and sucked 
him off one more time. Christ to be a kid again! Four 
times in a fucking hour! And of course she had to do 
Terry again to. No wonder I don't like kids!

She finally got the horny little bastards out of the 
house and as soon as they were gone I called her. I had 
noticed that Glenn was not on any of the cameras and I 
asked what he was doing. I was disappointed to learn 
that he had a call back on one of his interviews and 
should be home soon.

My second order of business was, "As soon as he gets 
home have him drive your ass over here so I can drive 
your ass!"

She smiled up at the camera and said, "Yes Sir!!"

I pulled all of the tapes from all of the cameras that 
had caught the boys today. I estimated that all 
together the time would run to more than an hour and a 
half, more with some clever editing.

I called Dave and told him what I had and asked him if 
he wanted me to put it together or if he would prefer 
someone who knew what they were doing to edit the tapes 
and make the DVD.

He laughed and said that he couldn't wait to see it. 
And, he highly recommended his editor, so I said I 
would have Glenn drop the tapes off this afternoon. 

I went back to work and tried not to notice how much 
time had passed since I talked to Kara. They finally 
showed up and I met them in the foyer as they were 
undressing. I stopped Glenn and asked him how his call 
back went. 

He seemed excited. It had gone well and he thought he 
had a very good shot at an excellent job. I told him I 
had something for him to do and when he got back he 
could tell me all about it. I handed him a bag with the 
tapes in it and told him to drive them over to Dave. 
Then come right back. He didn't look happy about going 
back there. 

I said, "Dave is no more responsible for what happened 
than I am, less probably. If you are going to blame 
anyone for the injuries to Kara, I guess you have to 
blame me. I put her in that position."

"Are you sure? Do you really think he is just a pawn, 
just a nice guy being used? I don't trust him."

"I admit I have gone back and forth on that. But the 
truth is he kept his word. Kara was hurt, but not 
harmed. And I can't help liking the guy; maybe because 
we are both perverts, we perverts have to stick 
together."

Glenn didn't look convinced, but he took off with the 
bag of tapes. As soon as he was gone I was all over 
Kara.

I grabbed her and hugged her tight. "You fucking slut! 
I saw you molesting those poor innocent children! God 
that was HOT!"

She hugged me back and said, "Yeah. I know it is wrong. 
And if it was young girls that age I would be pissed if 
someone was molesting them. I would call the cops 
myself! But the idea of those horny little boys seeing 
a naked woman for the first time turns me the fuck on! 
They are so sweet and innocent and I was their first 
blowjob, their first fuck, their first everything! 
Every time I think about it I get turned on! Come on, 
let's fuck!"

We hurried to the bedroom and I fucked the hell out of 
her, and she loved it. I was relieved that after what 
she went through her mind and body seemed to be intact. 
She had several very loud orgasms, we both did. Then 
she sucked me clean and just for the hell of it I went 
down on her. I had never eaten a pussy I had just 
fucked and the thought of it was just a bit off 
putting. But what the hell, I had watched Glenn do it 
several times and he didn't die.

She tried to stop me as I kissed and licked my way down 
to her pussy and tentatively licked at her wet, swollen 
lips. She shuddered in pleasure, but pleaded with me to 
stop. I'm not sure why, she seemed to like it when 
Glenn was forced to do it. But she didn't want me to do 
it. I decided on a compromise. I licked all around her 
pussy and cleaned up the outside and then licked and 
sucked her clit until she came again.

Then I moved up and we kissed and she licked my face 
clean.

"Pervert," she said.

I held her tight and said, "You know I love you and I 
truly regret what was done to you last week. I am 
sorrier than you will ever know."

She kissed me to shut me up and said, "Yes, I know you 
love me. I love you to. And that's sad. But you don't 
have to apologize for last week. What you said to Glenn 
by the door was entirely correct. What those guys did 
to me was horrible, and I am so glad it happened. I 
lived a fantasy. As it turns out it was better left a 
fantasy, but that's alright. I had more orgasms that 
night than I could count. Please, don't be sorry."

I kissed her again and then she pushed me onto my back 
and said, "Now, there is something I want to try."

She kissed her way down my torso, stopping to tease my 
nipples with her tongue and then she went to work on my 
cock and balls. I was still horny; it had been a long 
week with no pussy. 

When I was hard she started sucking eagerly, taking 
more and more of my cock into her mouth with each down 
stroke. Suddenly my cock slid into her throat and her 
lips were stretched around the very wide base of my 
cock. And it seemed like she did it effortlessly!

I looked at her and she lifted her head and smiled 
mischievously. "Are you still sorry about what happened 
last week?"

I laughed as her lips sank all the way back down to the 
base of my cock again, and groaned in pleasure. "No 
ma'am, no more regrets." I closed my eyes and laid back 
and enjoyed the most fantastic blowjob of my life!

We were still cuddling when Glenn got back. He came in 
and handed me an envelope. I watched his face and there 
was absolutely no reaction to entering a room and 
finding that I had just finished fucking his wife. 
Weird!

I looked in the envelope and as I was counting Glenn 
said that Dave had asked him to wait and had looked at 
some of the footage. He went on to say, "He made a 
phone call and talked with someone who seemed to make 
him nervous. After he hung up he reached into a drawer 
and pulled out some cash and put it in an envelope and 
said it was for you. Oh, and he apologized for the 
other night. He really seems to feel bad about that."

"Did you count this?" I asked.

Glenn nodded.

I handed the envelope with $8,000 to Kara and said, 
"Here, you did all the work."

Kara counted it out and said, "Damn, do you guys know 
how much money we have made in the last couple of 
weeks?! $14,000! Mostly for just having fun and doing 
stuff I would have done for free. Well, I would have 
done it for free after you made me do it."

That reminded me. "Glenn, tell me about the job."

Glenn got an excited look on his face and said, "The 
director of R&D at PLF Manufacturing is retiring. They 
want to hire someone from outside. Someone that is new 
and fresh, with young ideas. After my first interview 
they called some of the people I used to work with at 
GLT Electronics, where, as it turned out, I was about 
to be promoted to that very same position. Nobody told 
me! Anyway, my grades are good, they liked my 
experience, and I think I have the job. The old 
director retires next month and they are talking about 
bringing me in a week before he leaves so I can get 
orientated."

Nobody spoke for a moment. Then I had to say what at 
least two of us were thinking. "Well, that's good and 
bad news." 

"Not so fast," Glenn said. "It will be a while after I 
start back to work before we are back on our financial 
feet again and able to buy our house back."

Kara smiled when he said that. I cheered up a little 
bit. But I had to wonder if this young man who had 
suffered the most in this deal was actually stalling to 
keep the status quo?!

Everyone seemed to be in a good mood so I asked them if 
they wanted to go to the club and celebrate Glenn's new 
job. They looked at each other for a second and Kara 
said, "Why are you asking slaves what they want?"

Got I love that cunt!

Kara and I took a quick shower and then I gave her the 
latest outfit to wear, the one she hadn't had on yet. 
It was great! Every move she made with that skimpy crop 
top with the huge arm holes left one of her breasts 
uncovered. 

And the skirt wasn't much more than a loincloth. The 
hem was even with her crotch in front, and didn't quite 
cover her ass in back. And it was slit all the way up 
both sides to the waist. 

Glenn went to the door and dressed and when I was ready 
we went out. I had Glenn drive and I got in back with 
Kara.

It was obvious when we got to the club that a lot of 
the customers remembered Kara and were glad to see her 
back. I let her lead the way and many a hand found it's 
way up her little skirt as we made our way to a table. 

We sat down and drinks magically appeared at the table 
almost immediately. We looked up and noticed Gina on 
the stage. We had never actually seen her dance before. 
We had never really seen her do much more than seduce 
Kara on stage. Not that I wasn't happy with that. She 
waived at us and then went back to dancing. She was 
better than most of the girls we had watched in here, 
but still didn't seem to be really interested in her 
art. 

After a few minutes Dave came over and wanted to talk 
to me in his office. I asked him if this was about the 
next show and he nodded, so I invited my slaves back 
with me.

Once we were in his office with the door closed he 
again apologized to Kara for what she had gone through. 
Kara shrugged and smiled and told him it was no big 
deal, but thanked him for his concern. 

Then he asked if Kara was still going to do the next 
show we had talked about.

I told him I was going to want more information this 
time. Like what kind of dog, and was it trained. Just 
exactly what could we expect to happen and would Kara 
require another week of bed rest if she submitted. Oh 
yeah, and how much?

Dave smiled and said he thought that those were all 
fair questions. He said that the dogs, note the plural, 
two dogs, were trained. One was a German Shepherd and 
the other a Great Dane. The trainer would arrive early 
with a specially made bench which Kara would be 
restrained on. 

The first dog, the Great Dane, the larger of the two, 
would lick her pretty much all over; the trainer would 
be with the dog and make sure that both Kara and the 
animal did what was expected of them. Then the Dane 
would mount and fuck Kara. 

The trainer would try to assure that the dog didn't tie 
with her. It is amusing for a few minutes but then it 
is just a lot of waiting and audiences get tired of 
that fast, besides, it can be painful.

The second dog, the German Shepherd would not fuck 
Kara. She would be forced to suck his cock. It is more 
difficult to find women who will submit to that 
particular perversion, and for that reason the paycheck 
is substantially increased. 

There would be an added bonus this time because 
beautiful young Kara has attracted quite a following. 
Perverts from all over the world are apparently 
clamoring for her films. The check for this particular 
stage show would be $10,000. 

Dave said that he could not promise that there would be 
no pain. Probably not, but the Dane is a rather 
forceful animal and his lovemaking can be quite, shall 
we say enthusiastic. And if the trainer is not able to 
control it the knot can be quite uncomfortable. The 
dog's paws are covered with leather booties to avoid 
scratching and as long as their partner doesn't resist 
they don't nip.

As for the Shepherd, the blowjob will be easier, the 
dog more under control. I know that blowing a dog 
sounds gross, but I understand that it is not nearly as 
bad as it sounds. Yeah, I know, easy for me to say.

I asked him if there was someone that Kara could talk 
to that had done it. Either, or preferably, both of 
those sex acts, with a dog.

Dave said he didn't personally know of anyone, but he 
could ask. They might be able to put us in touch with 
the trainer. He couldn't guarantee it. Everyone in this 
business was very careful about their identity getting 
out. He would try and let us know.

He asked what we thought. I looked at Kara and she 
didn't even hesitate. "I'll do it," she said. "But I 
would like to talk to that trainer."

Dave said, "Great! Now, how about a show tonight? You 
look fully recovered from your ordeal. Would you like 
to play on stage?"

The money wasn't important now. Compared to what she 
could make in the back room this was just playing 
around money. But she enjoyed it. She knew she would 
have a hard time giving this up. 

She said, "Whatever my Master wants." 

I grinned and looked at her, sitting their trying to 
look demure. If I said no, we were going home I know 
damn well she would be pissed.

I turned to Dave and asked, "I see that Gina has just 
finished her set. Do you have any suggestions?"

Dave said, "I have to be honest, the show she did last 
time with Gina and your black friend was one of the 
hottest shows that I have ever seen in here. If you 
have anything else you want to add to it that's fine 
with me, but I would like to see that show again, 
unless you guys have any ideas."

I said, "Why don't we just leave that up to Gina? She 
has staged two pretty hot shows so far. I trust her."

Dave told Kara to go on out and find Gina and get 
ready. Gina could let him know when they were ready. 

Kara smiled and left. We watched her making her way 
across the crowded room, stopping to talk to tables 
full of men, and let them feel her up freely. It took 
her a long time to make it to the entrance to the 
backstage area.

Dave suggested we go back out to our table. He said it 
was still early and he would try to contact someone who 
could put us in touch with the dog breeder. 

So I led Glenn out to the table and we sat and watched 
the show with as much enthusiasm as we could muster. 
The men had seen Kara going back stage and they knew 
what that meant. The tables near the front started 
filling up quickly.

When the dancer on stage had finished her number a few 
men applauded perfunctorily, as usual. And as usual I 
don't recall seeing a single man tip her. She strolled 
backstage casually and the announcer asked for a warm 
welcome for Gina and everyone's favorite customer, 
Kara.

The guys all stood up and clapped and cheered and 
whistled as the girls came out. Gina was leading Kara 
by a leash again. Gina was carrying a blanket and Kara 
was carrying a chair. They were both already naked. 
Gina pointed to a place and Kara set the chair down. 
Gina took something out of the blanket and set it on 
the chair and then she made Kara spread the blanket out 
on the stage, very near the edge.

Who ever was in charge of the music didn't even bother 
with dance music. They put on some slow, sensuous jazz. 

Gina pulled Kara close and they started kissing and 
touching and it was obvious that this was not an act, 
they were enjoying themselves. They moved to the 
blanket and stretched out on it. 

After making out passionately for several minutes they 
moved into their audience pleasing sixty-nine. The men 
were crowding around the stage, cheering and making 
rude comments at first, but then just standing and 
staring in awe. The girls were within inches of the 
edge of the stage, but nobody touched them. It was 
amazing to watch.

They both had a couple of obviously genuine orgasms and 
then Gina got up and reached for the item she had 
placed on the chair. It was a huge, double sided dildo! 

She moved between Kara's widely spread legs and moved 
the head of the impossibly long, thick device over her 
pussy lips and then slowly started sliding it in. 

Kara moaned in ecstasy and thrust her pussy up to meet 
Gina's thrusts. Gina moved the dildo in and out for a 
few moments and then she got into position and slid the 
other end into her own wet pussy. The men loved this. A 
few guys reached out and rubbed Gina's ass and when 
they got away with it some others reached out and began 
gently touching both women. At first I was annoyed, but 
then I realized that was why they had placed the 
blanked at the edge of the stage. They wanted to be 
touched. 

Gina slid all the way down that thick fake cock until 
her pussy was rubbing against Kara's. They ground their 
pussies together for a few minutes and kissed 
passionately, seemingly ignoring the many hands moving 
over their bodies. 

The music kept playing continuously and the girls 
started fucking each other with that dildo and they 
both had several loud, and obviously genuine orgasm. 
The guys were going crazy and at times you almost 
couldn't see them for all of the hands that reached in 
and moved over their bodies. 

They finally satisfied each other and Gina collapsed on 
top of Kara for a moment and then rolled off. 

They lay side by side kissing tenderly as hands 
continued to explore their bodies. Then Gina whispered 
something in Kara's ear and Kara nodded and grinned and 
they stood up to explosive cheers and applause from the 
audience. 

The girls smiled and bowed and they looked around and 
pointed at different guys in the audience and whispered 
to each other. Finally they decided on a guy and 
invited him to step forward. He was a large, but very 
unattractive man who appeared to be in his late 
twenties, give or take a year or two. 

When he was near the stage the girls reached down and 
pulled him up and put him between them. They instantly 
started kissing him and touching him and grabbed his 
hands and encouraged him to touch them. 

He didn't need a lot of encouragement and soon they 
were loosening his pants and before long he was 
standing on stage naked from the waist down with a huge 
erection. Kara pulled the chair up and set it down 
about two feet from the edge of the stage. 

The audience watched in awe, obviously jealous, as the 
girls escorted the man to the chair and knelt, side by 
side, at his feet. Their asses were nearly hanging over 
the edge of the stage. 

They began kissing his feet and kissing and licking 
their way up his legs. He was groaning loudly and they 
were nowhere near his genitals!

As the girls worked on him the audience went back to 
caressing the ladies asses and reaching between their 
thighs to caress their hot, drooling cunts. 

The girls finally licked their way up to his cock and 
each was licking one side of it, highly erotic, let me 
assure you. They started taking turns, one would suck 
his cock and the other would lick his huge ball sack. 

He came quickly and Gina was the one in position when 
he came. She caught it all in her mouth and then she 
and Kara kissed, passing the man's load back and forth 
for a minute before they each swallowed half of it. 

The audience was going crazy! It was such an unusual 
show that the audience had forgotten to tip. Nobody had 
even thought of it at first and then one man threw a 
twenty on stage and Gina picked it up and took it back 
to him and smiled and said, "That's sweet honey, but 
you guys hold your tips. We'll come around to your 
tables after we are done here and if you think we 
deserve it, and if you liked the show, you can tip us 
then, okay?"

The guy nodded enthusiastically and the crowd cheered 
again. Then Gina was back on her knees and she and Kara 
were working on the young guy again. I guess the first 
one didn't take long enough so he was going to get a 
second one. They worked on him again, and as they 
worked the men continued to touch them. Several times 
one or the other of the women would have to pause as an 
orgasm washed over her. 

I couldn't stand it anymore myself. I ordered Glenn 
under the table and I came almost as soon as he put his 
lips on my cock. I could have cum again but I thought 
it only fair that Glenn enjoy the show too since it was 
his wife on stage. So I let him come back up and have a 
drink and watch the rest of the show.

The young man finally came again, this time in Kara's 
mouth. She shared with Gina, just like last time, and 
then they stood up and took bows. They grabbed their 
chair, dildo and blanket and ran off stage to 
thunderous applause.

The crowd made their way back to their seats. I think 
that no dancer wanted to follow that act, because 
nobody came on stage to dance. The jazz kept playing 
quietly as the men sat and drank and talked loudly 
about how hot the show had been. 

The girls took a few minutes to clean up and then they 
came out of the back and started moving from table to 
table, Gina leading Kara on a leash again. They wore 
only garters and they would stop at each table and talk 
to the men and let them touch them. Sometimes they sat 
on someone's lap and gave them a big kiss. They were 
smiling and enjoying the attention of the men. 

There were probably close to 75 tables in the room and 
they went to every one of them. Some had just one man 
sitting alone; other tables might have half a dozen men 
sitting around. There were men of all ages, colors, 
shapes and sizes. And they made each man in the club 
feel like they were genuinely happy that they were 
there and that they loved doing the show to please 
them, which was the absolute truth. 

Several times the ladies had to come over to our table 
and hand me the money they had collected. I glanced at 
the huge wad of bills that was being collected and I 
was surprised at the number of twenties! 

Eventually another dancer took the stage, but it took 
the girls over two hours to finish covering the room. 
They often spent ten minutes at a table, letting the 
men touch them and kiss them, and returning the favor. 
I imagine that more than one man that night had to hide 
his messed up underwear from his wife.

Finally both girls came over and sat down. I handed 
them the money they had collected and they started 
counting and dividing it up and gulping down some of 
the many drinks that were appearing at the table. 
Everyone was shocked at the total amount of the tips. 
It came to $2,250! 

Dave came out and whispered in my ear. It seems that 
the show had left him very horny and he didn't want to 
be the only guy in town that had never fucked Kara. So 
he wanted my permission to borrow her for a very short 
time. 

I nodded and he grabbed Kara's hand and dragged her 
back to his office. Twenty minutes later she was back, 
still smiling brightly and she had one last drink and 
we left. 

The crowd hated to see Kara leave. I knew how they 
felt. We went to the car and were just about to leave 
when I realized that Kara was still naked. I sent Glenn 
back in to get her clothes and while he was inside Kara 
handed me a piece of paper with a phone number on it. 
"The trainer," was all she said. 

Glenn came back out and tossed Kara's clothes in the 
seat beside him. He was chuckling as he drove away. He 
said the cops were a little miffed; they hadn't gotten 
their little orgy with Kara. They had to settle for one 
of the other girls and they didn't like it!

When we got to the house it was pretty late. We went 
in, Kara didn't bother to dress. Glenn stripped down to 
his g-string again and we went into the kitchen. It was 
late, but we didn't feel tired. I made some decaf 
coffee. I don't like decaf, but I sometimes made it at 
night. 

We sat in the living room and I said to Kara, "You seem 
to be back to your old self. Would you be interested in 
watching the DVD of your first stage show? And I don't 
mean the one with Gina."

Kara smiled and said, "I thought you would never ask! 
Please, stop walking on egg shells around that night. I 
told you. I am okay! It's okay! The bruises are gone 
and I can deep throat now! Put it on!"

I dug it out and started it up and we watched again as 
Kara was violently raped by six very large, ugly, 
scarred, tattooed, men. It still made my throat sore 
just watching what they did to her. 

While we watched Kara put her hands on our cocks and 
after a few minutes she got my attention and with her 
eyes and her facial movements I could tell she wanted 
permission to take care of poor Glenn's hard on. I 
smiled and nodded and she moved to the other side of 
him on the couch so that she could stretch out and 
watch the recording, but suck his cock at the same 
time. 

Glenn glanced up at me to make sure it was alright and 
I nodded. So he relaxed and watched his wife being 
raped while she sucked him off. He came at least twice 
before the show was half over.

After a while I felt left out, so I got up and moved 
around to the other side and sat so that I could caress 
Kara's pretty ass and play with her pussy. 

She was just holding Glenn's cock in her mouth now and 
staring at the screen as I teased her pussy and lightly 
started pinching and pulling on her clit. At the same 
time Glenn was doing the same thing to her nipples. 
Kara started having orgasm after orgasm. She still held 
Glenn's cock in her mouth, but she wasn't sucking now. 
She was concentrating more on the screen in front of 
her, and the things we were doing to her body.

I ended up throwing all the coffee out before we went 
to bed.

I let Glenn sleep with Kara and me. I glanced at him 
from time to time as I fucked her. He was watching 
discretely. I was surprised at the expression on his 
face. Not lust, not resentment, not jealousy, none of 
the things I might have expected. He had a look of love 
and affection on his face as he watched me fuck his 
wife. I don't get it. 

It was a good thing I had Glenn suck me off at the 
club. I was able to last a reasonable amount of time. 
That always seems a lot harder for me with Kara than it 
was with other women. I managed to give her a couple of 
nice orgasms before I came. Then I stretched out beside 
her and held her close while Glenn cleaned us both. 

I let Glenn sleep with us and I curled up with Kara and 
we all went to sleep.

When I got up in the morning they were both up and I 
took a quick shower and dressed and went out and had 
some real coffee.

We ate breakfast and talked about Kara and Gina and the 
show last night. It was definitely one of the sexiest 
shows to ever grace that stage! I got hard again just 
thinking about it and I had Kara demonstrate her deep 
throat skills for me again.

After breakfast I called the number that Dave had given 
Kara for the dog trainer. A woman answered and I was 
nervous about talking to her. I didn't want to say the 
wrong thing to anyone. But when I identified myself she 
said, "Oh, hi. Dave called me. He said you'd probably 
be calling."

The trainer was a woman?!

"Um, yes," I stuttered out hesitantly. "We are 
apparently going to take part in a little staged 
entertainment involving two of your dogs and my Kara. 
We have not had any experience with animals and don't 
know of anyone who has. Or at least nobody that admits 
to it. We would like some reassurances that Kara will 
not be harmed. She would like to have some idea of what 
will happen and what the experience will be like. And I 
was wondering if we could meet and see the animals."

She didn't say anything for a few moments, then she 
said, "Dave and I discussed this when we talked. We 
both feel it will be a better show if she hasn't seen 
the animals. I am willing to talk to her though, and 
give her an idea of what to expect."

It was a start, I suppose. "OK, when and where?"

She quickly responded, "This is not a discussion we 
should have in a public place. Would you mind if I came 
to your home and we talked there?"

I wasn't all that excited about having her in my home, 
but I wanted the talk to take place so I said it would 
be okay. I gave her the address and she said she would 
be here just after noon. 

I had a couple of hours to kill before she got here, so 
I went into my office and did some work. Kara and Glenn 
watched some television for a while.

The trainer showed up right on time. She was a fairly 
attractive woman who appeared to be in her late 
thirties. She was a bit large for a woman. Not fat, but 
tall and, well, not quite muscular. She looked like you 
wouldn't want to piss her off. But she seemed friendly 
and was well dressed.

Glenn let her in and she showed no reaction to being 
shown in by a man in a g-string and the fact that there 
was a naked young woman waiting to talk to her didn't 
throw her off either.

I heard her arrive and got up from my computer and 
arrived in the living room at the same time that Glenn 
was escorting the trainer in. 

I smiled and introduced myself. She said I should call 
her Carol. It didn't occur to me until later that "you 
should call me Carol" is not the same as "my name is 
Carol", but it didn't matter.

I offered her a seat and a drink and Kara went to get 
her a glass of ice water. One of the problems with 
having a couple of nude slaves around the house is that 
you are often asked about it. I told Carol the short 
version. In fact, since it was none of her business I 
told her almost nothing. But she didn't seem to notice, 
or care, whichever.

There wasn't much small talk. We got right to the 
point. I told Carol that Kara had recently starred in 
one of Dave's stage shows and it had been much more 
intense than we had anticipated. We wanted some 
assurance that Kara wasn't going to be harmed. And Kara 
wanted some idea of what she should expect.

Carol smiled and assured us that Kara would not be 
harmed and in fact would probably enjoy it very much. 
Carol said that her major source of income was from 
raising and training dogs that she sold to women and 
couples to enjoy in the privacy of their own homes. 

On occasion she made some extra money doing a little 
show like what was planned for Kara. Carol had a 
special bench that she used and a leather outfit that 
she wore. Kara would be doing nothing she had not 
already done, except this time it would be with a dog. 

She went on to say that her dogs had been selected for 
temperament and size; both body size and penis size. 
They were well hung. She also cleared up some common 
misconceptions about a dog's sex organs. 

She answered all of Kara's questions and she said that 
because there would only be two dogs, and because the 
gentlemen who were going to be paying to see the show 
would be paying a very large sum of money, Kara might 
have to do each dog twice. The total show, with a 
little foreplay included would have to last about an 
hour.

We couldn't think of anything else to ask so we thanked 
Carol for her time and Kara showed her out. 

When Kara came back into the room I asked her what she 
thought. 

Kara said, "For $10,000!? I didn't hear her talk about 
anything that I couldn't handle. It sounds like it 
would be easy money to me. I will be humiliated and 
uncomfortable and on the whole the experience sounds 
positively awful. I'll do it if you want me to. But 
first, you have to decide if you want to fuck a woman 
that has fucked a dog."

I smiled and said, "Sweetheart, there is nothing you 
could do to that could change the lust, and the love, I 
have for you. And judging from the bulge in Glenn's 
panties, he is curious too." Glenn blushed, but didn't 
say anything.

I picked up the phone and called Dave and told him we 
had talked to the trainer and we were ready to do it. 
He said he would set it up and let us know. He said it 
would be soon, the people who are pushing for it are 
anxious.

He called back in less than an hour and said it would 
be sooner than he thought. Tomorrow! He told me to be 
there at nine PM with Kara and Glenn, and Kara should 
again be dressed prim and proper.

I said OK and hung up. I told my slaves that it was set 
for nine tomorrow night and they didn't say anything, 
they just nodded. 

Thinking about it had me feeling a little horny. I put 
Kara on her hands and knees in the living room and 
knelt behind her and started fucking her doggy style. I 
noticed that she seemed very wet. I guess she was a 
little excited! 

While I fucked her I let Glenn kneel in front of her 
and get some of her great head. I didn't mind and Kara 
likes having a cock at both ends. Glenn was the first 
to reach orgasm. Kara swallowed and held his softening 
cock in her mouth until I came. Then she turned around 
and cleaned me and Glenn bent down and ate out her 
freshly fucked pussy, without even being asked!

I got up and grabbed my clothes and told them that they 
had the rest of today and until eight PM tomorrow off. 
They could do anything they wanted. I went into the 
bathroom and took a quick shower. When I was dressed I 
went back to work.

I noticed my monitor come on when my slaves got home. 
They had gone somewhere first. It had taken them an 
hour and a half. I watched Glenn back the car into the 
driveway. Then they went in and undressed in the foyer. 

They cleaned up and grabbed some clothes and I was 
amused that they took the clothes to the foyer to 
dress. I guess I could have been more explicit when I 
told them that they had the day off. They dressed and 
left the house. They went around the back and I didn't 
see them for a while, there weren't any cameras in the 
back. I would have to think about correcting that. 

They finally came down the driveway and into sight 
pulling a small trailer with the two kayaks on it. They 
attached the trailer to a hitch they had evidently just 
had put on the car and drove away. 

The monitors finally went black and I was able to 
concentrate on my work. I got caught up and even a 
little ahead. Then I went out and sat down to watch 
some news. I have been a news junkie for years. Lately 
however, the last few weeks, since I became a slave 
owner, I have watched very little of it. 

I watched for a while and decided I would rather watch 
one of the DVDs we had made of Kara. But then I thought 
better of it. If I watched the DVD I would get all 
horny and I didn't even know for sure if they would be 
coming home tonight. Besides, I had best start getting 
used to not having her at my beck and call. It appeared 
that Glenn was going to once again be gainfully 
employed. With the money they have made from Kara's 
shows after tomorrow night, they will have enough for a 
down payment on their house. Now I was depressed.

I went and got my book and got comfortable and read for 
a while and tried to keep my mind off of the idea of 
never seeing Kara again. Not to mention having to do my 
own yard work again!

I read for a few hours and I wasn't really hungry so I 
made a sandwich and watched a little more news and 
decided to go to bed early. As I went past my office I 
noticed the monitor had just come on and my slaves were 
undressing in the foyer. Ah, such loyalty. Kara smiled 
at the camera and waived and they went and took 
showers. I watched them for a couple of minutes and 
then went to bed.

I got up early the next day. Life was easier when I 
didn't have to do my own yard work. This was the day 
that I normally set aside for that chore. But now I 
could look out and the yard looked better than it ever 
had when I was doing it. 

I had some coffee and worked at my computer for a 
little while. I found that I was getting bored easily 
when Kara wasn't here, or I wasn't watching her doing 
something, or someone.

I decided I needed to get out of the house for a while 
so I went my favorite place to browse, a huge used book 
store several miles outside of town. It had been a 
large old farmhouse, but was converted into room after 
room of row after row of used books. I often spent 
hours going through this old couple's book collection. 
I needed to kill some time so I got on my Harley, which 
I had not ridden since I started riding Kara, and took 
the long way out there. 

I had spent a lot of time with the owner talking about 
books and politics and whatever and I wouldn't say we 
were close friends, but we enjoyed our conversations. 

I spent forty five minutes in conversation and more 
than an hour looking through books. I found a couple 
that I wanted for my collection and paid for them. We 
talked some more and I headed home. I took the long way 
around again. I usually do when I am on the bike.

When I got home it was still only a little after one in 
the afternoon. I had a quick lunch and checked the 
monitors. Kara and Glenn were watching TV. They were 
appropriately dressed of course. I rewound the tape and 
checked to see if I had missed anything since they got 
home from kayaking. They had showered and made love. 
They talked a little about the show tonight, but mostly 
they avoided the subject. I noticed that they never 
talked about me either. I watched for a while to see if 
there seemed to be any strain in their relationship and 
I couldn't see any sign of it. They are a remarkable 
couple to have a relationship that could survive what 
they have been through.

I took another shower and dressed and ate so that I 
would be able to have a few beers tonight. I called the 
slave quarters and told them to be ready and at my 
place at 8:15.

When they showed up I checked out Kara's dress and it 
was perfect, modest, with underwear to match. She 
looked like the perfect shy, modest, young naïve 
housewife. She even curtsied when she came in. I 
stopped them from undressing and we left for the club. 

We arrived about fifteen minutes before the time we had 
agreed upon and as we walked through the crowd Kara was 
greeted warmly by many of her customers. They were 
shocked at the way she was dressed however. It was 
pretty amusing. They didn't seem to be able to talk to 
her when she was dressed like a normal, everyday, 
housewife type woman!

We went through to Dave's office and he greeted us and 
called out to the bar to have some drinks brought in. 
He said that the trainer was already here and the dogs 
were backstage settling down. Kara and Glenn would be 
put in place at nine, just like last time, so that they 
would be on display as the audience arrived. Glenn 
asked if they couldn't possibly leave out the gag this 
time. He would promise to remain silent.

Dave thought about it for a few minutes. Finally he 
said, "I understand what you are saying, but I am 
reluctant to do that for you. The whole reason for this 
show is to amuse people who like seeing women degraded 
and abused. They get off on it. It is even more 
exciting if the woman's husband is forced to watch and 
be humiliated as well. If you are sitting there more 
like part of the audience it will detract from the 
pleasure the perverts get out of it." Dave paused for a 
minute and said, "I tell you what. I'll see if they can 
work up something so it looks like you are gagged, but 
you won't have anything actually in your mouth. But you 
have to promise not to let a noise out of your mouth or 
I will be in trouble. And if get people pissed at me, I 
will take it out on you and Kara. Okay?"

Glenn nodded gratefully and promised to remain silent 
during the show. We finished our drinks and Dave took 
Glenn and Kara into the theater and got them set up. I 
went to the bar and got another beer and took it with 
me into the theater. I noticed that they had put more 
seats in. The seats from the last show had been moved 
closer to the wall on the right and another set of 
seats with only eight in each row had been put in place 
on the left. For the last show there had been 72 men in 
the audience. This time there was seating for 120.

It occurred to me that the perverts in the audience 
were probably paying a thousand bucks a seat for these 
shows, maybe more. Who ever was getting the money was 
making out like a fat rat! And that wasn't even taking 
the DVD money into consideration.

I took my seat in the back corner, but then I got up 
and went up front and checked on Glenn. I asked if he 
was alright and he nodded. Then I went over and asked 
Kara and she smiled nervously. I kissed her and I told 
her that I loved her. She thanked me, and she told me 
that she loved me too. She told me that she would be 
alright, and that I shouldn't worry. Then I returned to 
my seat. I was supposed to be reassuring her!

Before long the curtain was put up which kept customers 
from the front of the club from observing what was 
happening in the back. The normal customers never even 
knew that there was a show back here. I heard the back 
door open and people started filing in. They were 
mostly individuals, mostly male. Though this time there 
were several women in the audience as part of a couple. 
I didn't see any women come in unescorted. 

Nobody spoke. I had the definite impression that these 
people didn't know each other, and didn't want to. They 
were all very well dressed and you got the impression 
that they were all quite well off.

It didn't take long for the seats to fill. It was a 
pretty large crowd this time, but they were punctual. I 
suppose this was one of those shows that once it starts 
you can't get in.

Everyone sat staring at Kara. Occasionally someone 
would whisper to the person next to them, but for the 
most part the room was silent. Then the lights were 
dimmed in the seating area and the stage lights were 
turned up. Just like last time, there was no 
announcement. 

Carol came out from behind the stage wearing a 
startling leather outfit. Despite her profession, she 
had seemed so staid and reserved when we met with her. 
Not at all the type of person to come out on stage 
wearing what was essentially a leather harness! She 
ignored the audience and walked up to Kara. She walked 
around her and looked her over for a few seconds and 
then she took Kara's jaw in her strong hand and kissed 
her roughly. Kara had been given no instructions other 
than stand there. She did not know if she was supposed 
to reciprocate, struggle, or just stand there and take 
it. So she did the latter. 

Carol broke off the kiss and walked around behind Kara. 
She reached up and slipped her hands into the collar at 
the back of Kara's dress, which had a zipper down the 
back. But Carol ignored the zipper and with one 
surprisingly strong movement she tore the back of 
Kara's dress all the way down to the waist. It was 
sudden and the audience was startled, but appreciative. 
We watched as Carol slid Kara's dress off of her 
shoulders and let it fall to her waist. She reached 
around and caressed Kara sensually in front of the 
audience. Then she pushed the dress to the floor at 
Kara's feet. 

Kara stood demurely, her head down, blushing furiously 
as Carol caressed her through her underwear for a few 
moments. Then there as a small gasp from here and there 
in the audience as Carol produced a small knife from a 
scabbard strapped to her thigh and began cutting off 
Kara's underwear. She took her time and as Kara's 
perfect breasts were slowly revealed the audience 
stared intently, enjoying each bit of new flesh that 
was uncovered. 

Carol slid the knife between Kara's hip and the modest 
but very feminine and attractive panties she was 
wearing and slowly sliced through the material. They 
fell open on one side revealing just enough so that the 
audience could tell that she had no hair on her pussy.

Carol sliced through the other side of the panties and 
they fell to the floor at Kara's feet. Carol put the 
knife away and moved her hands all over Kara now. Kara 
tried not to show it, but I could see that she was 
aroused. 

Four large men suddenly appeared from behind the 
curtain backstage carrying the padded bench that Kara 
would be strapped to for the show. The men set it down 
in the center of the stage, it was obviously very 
heavy. It was positioned so that when Kara was strapped 
in, her right side would be towards the audience. The 
top of the bench was curved in a gentle arch.

Carol stepped away from Kara and the men picked Kara up 
effortlessly and placed her on her back, arched over 
the bench with her pussy and her mouth easily available 
at opposite ends. 

After Kara was strapped down the men moved back behind 
the curtain and Carol moved back to Kara and caressed 
her for another moment before reaching into a leather 
pouch hanging from her belt and pulling out a small 
cloth. She rubbed this cloth over Kara's entire body, 
but concentrated heavily around her mouth, her breasts, 
and her pussy.

As soon as she had put the cloth away one of the men 
came back out leading a huge Great Dane. The dog was 
almost all black, with a couple of white spots. As soon 
as the dog smelled Kara, it started making a whining 
sound and acting agitated. Carol held the animal firmly 
by the leash and let the dog know she was in charge. 
She led the dog to Kara's face and the dog licked her 
face with its huge tongue. Kara tried to turn her face 
away, but Carol grabbed Kara's hair and pulled her head 
back even further and held it in place. Kara's mouth 
was forced open and the dog stuck its tongue all the 
way into her mouth! 

The dog was allowed to lick its way down Kara's body, 
licking franticly at her face, her neck, her breasts, 
all the way down. Kara's entire body was covered in 
slobber before Carol led the dog between Kara's legs 
and let him lick her pussy. 

Kara had been laying, stretched out as though on that 
ancient instrument of torture, the rack, reacting only 
to the dog's tongue in her mouth. However, when that 
tongue began to move over her wide spread pussy she 
reacted! 

Because of the manner in which she was secured to the 
bench she was stretched so tight that she was almost 
totally incapable of movement. But when that tongue 
started licking her she started quivering and gasping 
and moaning. "Well," I thought, "so far so good."

The dog was enjoying it too, and I noticed that he was 
starting to hump air. Then I noticed that he had an 
erection. Then I noticed the size of the erection! 
Jesus H. Christ on a stick! That cock was bigger than 
any cock I had ever seen! It was bigger than any of the 
six men that had raped her the last time she was in 
this room. I had no idea a dog could have a cock that 
large. It was almost as large as a pony's for Christ's 
sake!

Carol pulled the dog forward so that he was standing 
over Kara and hunching his cock against her nude body. 
Carol reached down and grabbed the cock and quickly 
lined it up for the beast. As soon as he felt the head 
of his cock enter her he thrust in violently and 
instantly started fucking her furiously with long 
savage strokes. 

Kara screamed at the first stroke and screamed again 
and then a third time. Then she started gasping and 
panting. This was made slightly more difficult because 
the dog kept leaning down and licking her face. He 
seemed to want to bury his tongue in her mouth. Can you 
teach a dog to French kiss?

It was obvious that Kara was in pain. That huge cock 
was thrusting into her viciously. But within minutes 
she started cumming loudly. She kept cumming for what 
seemed like a very long time, and then she just lay 
there grunting with the force of the dog's fuck 
strokes. 

I saw Carol watching closely and then she reached down 
and put her hand around the dogs cock and held on 
tightly as the dog shot what must have been a huge load 
into Kara's pussy. It went on and on. I wish I had 
timed it. I will have to do that when I get the DVD.

Finally the animal backed up and pulled free and Kara 
slumped onto the bench she was restrained on. 

I stared at the incredible volume of cum running out of 
Kara's pussy in awe. It was truly unbelievable. I was 
still staring when Carol came back out on stage with a 
German Shepherd. As soon as the dog saw Kara it too 
started prancing around and pulling at the leash. Carol 
led it up to Kara and let the dog lick her leaking 
pussy for a few minutes.

Kara, who had been pretty much out of it, came around 
and started moaning in pleasure and straining her hips 
to reach out for the dog's tongue. When Carol judged 
that Kara was sufficiently aroused she led the dog 
around to her face. 

There was another round of French kissing and then the 
dog was led over her arched body and his cock was right 
at Kara's lips. As soon as the dog felt his cock touch 
something he started humping. I was relieved to see 
that this cock was more reasonable in size. It was 
about the same size as my cock, which I thought was 
pretty remarkable for a creature that was less than 
half my size. 

Kara was soon taking the dog all the way into her 
throat as it thrust violently into her mouth. This fuck 
didn't last quite as long, although I imagine it must 
have seemed longer to Kara with a big cock down her 
throat pumping furiously. At the very end the dog 
clamped down on Kara with its forelegs and stood still, 
quivering violently as it unleashed a torrent of dog 
cum into her throat. 

Finally it was over and the dog backed away from Kara. 
He licked her face a few times and then Carol took him 
back stage. 

This had not been as erotic as I had thought it might 
be. To each his own I guess. I had read stories of 
women being subjected to bestiality and had been 
aroused by some of them. But this wasn't turning me on. 
I found myself wishing that it was over. But they had 
said the dogs would go around twice so that the movie 
would be long enough to market. 

Before the second round could begin, however, Dave 
whispered in my ear that there was an alternative 
ending if I was interested. 

I wondered why I was just hearing about it now, but I 
asked what it was. It turns out that most of the men in 
the theater had been here for the last show. They had 
also bought the DVDs of the last show, and Kara and the 
kids. They were big fans. And even though she had just 
fucked and sucked a couple of dogs, a lot of the men 
here tonight would very much like to fuck her. 

"How many," I asked.

"I am guessing thirty to forty," Dave said vaguely. "It 
will be a lot."

I thought about it for a minute. Even if it was forty, 
that would be approximately twenty in her mouth and 
twenty in her pussy. I thought she might prefer that to 
another half hour under those two beasts. So I said, 
"OK, but not in the ass, and no rough stuff." 

"Deal," Dave said. Before he moved up front to get 
thing started I asked if I could get another beer. He 
smiled and said he would see to it after he got the 
party started.

Dave went backstage and told Carol that the dogs could 
have the rest of the night off. They were going to have 
a gang bang instead. Then he moved to the front of the 
stage and asked if those men who had expressed an 
interest in fucking Kara were still interested. 

There was a murmur of assent. Dave said, "OK, anyone 
who wants to may fuck her cunt or her mouth. No rough 
stuff and leave her ass alone. Okay?" 

Nobody spoke so he called to the bar on his cell phone 
and had one of the waitresses bring him some damp 
washcloths and a cold beer. He untied Glenn and when 
the cloths appeared Glenn was ordered to clean Kara up. 
I got the beer.

While Kara was being cleaned up Carol came out in her 
street clothes and sat beside me. 

"I hope you don't mind she said. I have never seen a 
gangbang before. I always thought it sounded like fun."

I smiled at her but didn't say anything. I just 
watched.

When Glenn was finished they tied him back up, but 
without the gag this time. Then men started moving up 
onto the stage and hands began exploring her beautiful 
body. She didn't know about the change in plans, but 
she seemed to be enjoying the sensations. 

Carol turned to me and whispered, "She really is 
beautiful, isn't she?" 

I just nodded and watched.

Before long Kara had a cock in her mouth and then 
another entered her pussy. At first they left Glenn 
alone but soon he was sucking cocks before they fucked 
Kara and again after they had cum in her. 

Gina came in after a while and cleaned Kara up a 
little; she had been getting pretty messy. Dave had 
Gina stay in the room and clean Kara up after every 
couple of fucks. One of the women in the audience came 
up on stage and lifted her skirt and sat on Kara's 
face. She was eaten to a nice orgasm, but the other 
women stayed in their seats.

I didn't bother to try to keep track of the men who 
fucked her. I figured it would be easier to let Glenn 
count them once we got the DVD. But it went on for 
almost two more hours. After a while the audience 
started leaving a few at a time. The only ones 
remaining were the men lined up to fuck one or the 
other of her orifices. 

When the last man finished I looked at my watch. It was 
after 2 AM! She had been getting fucked by man and 
beast for five hours. 

I knew she would be sore. She really looked out of it. 
But there had not been all of the violence of that 
first show and I suspected that she would be all right 
in a day or two.

When everyone left I had Glenn go wash his face and 
then bring the car around back again. Dave gave me the 
envelope with the money in it. He also gave me a second 
envelope and said, "Some of the customers felt a tip 
was in order." He handed me the DVD from Kara's last 
show out front too.

Dave looked back at Kara and then asked me if I had any 
ideas for the next show. 

I said, "Have you ever heard of bukkake?"

He looked confused for a minute like he hadn't a clue, 
but then I saw the light bulb come on. "Oh yeah, I know 
what you're talking about. That Japanese cum thing, I 
have seen some pictures of it, real gross!"

"Yeah," I said. "I was thinking we could set it up in 
here, to keep it kind of discrete, but use the crowd 
from out front. They could come back here and stick 
there dicks in her a little but they have to come in a 
big bowl. The last few get to cum on her face. Then she 
drinks the bowl. It makes me want to gag just thinking 
about it."

Dave said he would see if his people would be 
interested and what they would pay for that kind of DVD 
and let me know. I said goodnight and went over to pick 
up Kara. She had been untied from the bench but she was 
still stretched out over it, too tired and sore to 
move. 

Gina was kneeling down at her side, running a cold 
cloth over her pussy. They were talking quietly and I 
saw them both giggle a couple times. So I assumed that 
Kara wasn't too traumatized.

I said goodnight to Gina and thanked her for being so 
nice to Kara. Then I picked Kara up. She put her arms 
around my neck and kissed me. I could taste cum on her 
lips. But what the hell, it was my fault it was there. 
I kissed her back and carried her out and put her in 
the back seat of the car. 

Nobody spoke at first. Then, when we were half way home 
Kara said, "Fuck me that was a long night!!" 

We all laughed hardily at that. Both Glenn and I were 
relieved that Kara was in much better shape than she 
had been after the last show.

When we got to the house Kara was able to walk up the 
side walk with my support. She was naked, but it was 
almost three AM. I didn't figure anyone would notice. 

When we got inside Glenn stripped down and we went into 
the kitchen and sat down. I got us all a beer and I 
handed Kara the envelopes. She counted out the $10,000 
in the first envelope. 

Next she opened the tip envelope and we were all 
shocked when she counted out another $12,000! She had 
made, well, they had made, $22,000 last night!

They had made $36,000 now in less than three weeks. 
Actually, they had made the money in less than twenty 
hours. And it was all under the table. No taxes! I 
believe that what I have here is the girl with the 
golden pussy!

When Kara was finished counting out the money she 
screamed in excitement and hugged Glenn passionately. 
Then she hugged me. 

I was starting to treasure these little hugs and 
kisses, because I suspected the end was near now that 
Glenn would be starting back to work.

I told them I was tired and going to go to bed. I 
offered them the spare bedroom and since they were too 
tired to drive home they took me up on the offer. They 
took a quick hot shower, I just went to bed.

The next morning we had breakfast and talked about last 
night. We didn't talk about the things Glenn did, or 
had done to him. Just about Kara, and I went first. 

I told them that, even though I was a big pervert, and 
I had read stories about bestiality and found some of 
them arousing, I didn't enjoy what happened last night. 
And I don't know why. I also thought that the number of 
men that fucked her last night had far exceeded Dave's 
estimation of the number that were interested, and it 
had been too many. Far too many. 

Glenn said he was a little confused. He was not excited 
by bestiality and had not been looking forward to the 
show. He did notice however, that during most of the 
evening he had an erection.

Kara went over the evening in more detail for us, from 
her perspective. She had not cared at all for the dog's 
massive tongue in her mouth. It made her shiver to talk 
about it. But when it came to eating pussy, dogs rock! 
That made us chuckle. 

She said that the Great Dane's cock was huge but it 
wouldn't have been so bad if he had just slowed down a 
little. On the other hand, she said she must have cum a 
dozen times while the mutt was fucking her. 

When it came to sucking off the Shepherd, well, it 
wasn't as bad as it looked. His cock was about the same 
size as mine and although they look gross, dog cocks 
are really not that bad. And Carol assured her that the 
dogs were washed before they did a show. So, they were 
clean and not as slimy as some of the men's cocks she 
had sucked lately.

As face fucks go it was pretty rough and she had 
trouble breathing sometimes, on the other hand, when he 
came he shot the entire load right down her throat and 
she never tasted a thing. It was, by the way, an 
incredible sensation. There was so much cum it felt 
like he was peeing in her throat.

She too said that the gang bang that followed was too 
many men. But, she added, for $12,000 she would do it 
again, once the soreness went away. She thanked me for 
making her ass off limits.

So, all things considered, not a good night, not 
necessarily something we wanted to do again. But then, 
maybe when we watch the movie we'll change our minds.

Speaking of movies, we have two DVDs we haven't 
watched. One was the last visit from the paperboy and 
his little brother, and the other was our last visit to 
the club.

We spent most of the next five hours watching the two 
DVDs. I put Glenn to work several times, and so did 
Kara. His jaw must have been pretty tired by the time 
the show was over.

I invited them out to dinner and we decided to go back 
to Ken's restaurant where we had our first meal 
together. The only thing that Kara had to wear at my 
house was the slip, so she put that on, Glenn dressed 
at the door and we headed off to the steakhouse. 

On the way we passed that lingerie store where I had 
bought Kara's last two outfits, including the one she 
was wearing. We decided to stop in and look around. 

The lady running the place was surprised to see Kara 
wearing the slip as an outer garment, but she liked it. 
She was also surprised to see her with two men, but 
judging by the twinkle in her eye she liked that too.

We looked at the items on display and I found another 
slip, very similar to the one she had on except that 
only the center of the slip and a small area in the 
back were solid material. It was made of the same very 
thin material as the one she had on now. The sides and 
the areas over the breasts, however, were of a fine 
lace material. 

I made Kara try it on, right there in the aisle, and it 
was beautiful. You could see her nipples, but you 
didn't realize it at first. And the back was all lace 
except for a heart of solid material over her ass. I 
told her to leave it on; she would wear it to the 
restaurant. 

Glenn picked out an outfit that I had passed right 
over. At first glance it looked like an ordinary, 
although very short, dress. But there were several 
large flaps in the front of the outfit that, when the 
material moved, for instance as she walked, or if a 
breeze blew, then the material would blow out of 
position exposing her breasts. Way to go Glenn!

The only thing that Kara picked out was a top. It 
looked like a man's oversized muscle shirt. It had huge 
gaping arm holes and the straps only just barely 
covered her nipples. I wasn't sure where she could wear 
this, but it certainly looked good on her. 

I started to pay for the clothing but Kara stopped me. 
She said this one was on her, and Glenn paid. Cool!

The saleslady cut off the tag on the slip Kara was 
wearing and admired the way she looked in it. She said 
to Kara, "I wish I had the nerve to wear something like 
that, you look beautiful!"

Kara smiled at her and then gave her a big hug. Then 
she said, "Thank you, you are so sweet! But a month ago 
I wouldn't wear something like this either. Not until I 
found someone to make me do it. Life is much more 
exciting now."

The saleslady didn't quite know what to say to that, 
but she hugged Kara again and told us to please come 
again, she had fun just watching us shop.

I smiled and told her that we would most definitely be 
back. Then I noticed the time and saw that she was 
about to close. I asked her if she would like to join 
us, we were about to go to a nearby restaurant for 
dinner. 

At first she said no, but Kara said, "Oh yes, please 
come. We would love to have you come with us."

She thought about it for a moment and said, "Oh what 
the hell! My name is Jo, by the way. Give me five 
minutes to close up and I will meet you outside."

We went out to the car while Jo took care of lights and 
alarms and locks and whatever. We were standing by the 
car and I really looked at her for the first time when 
she came out to join us. She was a smartly dressed, 
attractive woman with a nice figure. She looked to be 
about thirty-five, and she had bright red hair. It 
occurred to me that she would look good in one of those 
slips she sells.

She didn't want to leave her car here so I let Kara 
ride with her and they followed Glenn and me a couple 
of miles down the road to Ken's steakhouse.

We all got out and went inside. Ken was talking to the 
cashier and saw us come in. He came over and hugged 
Kara and said hello to me and Glenn. We introduced him 
to Jo and asked for a nice quiet table. He talked to 
the hostess and came back and said that if we could 
wait a couple of minutes the table we had used last 
time was being cleaned up and we could sit there. 

Perfect! I started to introduce myself and Glenn to Jo. 
She had met us, of course, but she didn't know what our 
relationships were. But she said that Kara had already 
told her who was who, and she was interested in hearing 
more. The hostess came over and guided us back to the 
table and told us that dinner was on Ken and a bottle 
of Ken's favorite wine was on the way. We thanked her 
and started looking over the menus. 

Kara and Jo were doing most of the talking. And I was 
surprised at how open Kara was about what had happened 
to her in the last month. I was even more surprised at 
Jo's reaction. She was hanging on every word and 
begging for more! 

The wine came and it was a wine I had never had before, 
mostly because I would never pay that much for a bottle 
of wine. I turned to Kara after the waitress had served 
the wine and said, "You know you are going to have to 
go back there and fuck Ken before we leave tonight."

Kara smiled and in mock terror said, "OH NO! Please 
Master, anything but that!"

Glenn and I chuckled; Jo looked at us and asked, a bit 
breathlessly, "Are you really going to?"

Kara smiled and said, "Oh yeah! Ken isn't the best, 
Paul is." I bowed humbly at the praise. "But he is a 
lot of fun."

Jo shook her head in amazement. 

We were all curious about her, she had told us nothing 
yet. So I asked.

"Where do I start," she responded. "I am, and have 
always been boring. The most excitement in my life was 
my honeymoon. I was married at the tender age of 
nineteen and lived happily every after until the age of 
twenty-five, when my husband was killed by a drunk 
driver. I was a mess for a couple of years, but I was 
also pretty well off with insurance money and the small 
fortune I got from the drunk driver."

"I didn't have any education or training though, and 
didn't know what to do next. Then I got a job in that 
store, where we met, just for something to do. I just 
needed to get out of the house. I worked there for 
about three years when the owner said she was going to 
have to let me go. She was going to retire and had not 
been able to sell the store. I didn't even know it was 
for sale! I asked her how much and a month later I 
owned a store."

"I started upgrading, trying to appeal to a younger, 
more upscale crowd, without losing my older customers. 
But a lot of them didn't like the changes and stopped 
coming in. So I started getting more and more into the 
upscale and more and more into the risqué. The kind of 
clothes I loved but never had the nerve to wear. God 
Kara, I admire you so!"

"Well, that is pretty much me in a nutshell. No 
husband, no children, no boyfriend, hardly any friends. 
My life revolves around a store that sells clothes I 
haven't the nerve to wear."

Kara looked at me and then turned to Jo and said, 
"Girl, we are going to change your life!" 

Jo took a big sip of wine and smiled. She obviously 
wanted it, but didn't know if she had the nerve. 

We ate a long leisurely meal and the wine was 
excellent. We even stuck it to Ken and ordered another 
bottle. He showed up a couple of times to make sure 
everything was alright, and that we were having a good 
time. The last time I asked him if he had time to spend 
a little quality time with Kara in his office before we 
left. 

His face lit up like a Christmas tree. He said, "I 
didn't expect it, but if there are no objections, that 
would make my day! Come on Kara."

Kara got up and as she was walking away she grabbed 
Jo's hand and said, "Come on. Come see how much fun Ken 
can be." 

Jo held back at first and then she smiled and said, to 
my surprise, "What the fuck!" And off they went.

They were gone for almost half an hour and Glenn and I 
had a little time to talk. I was really starting to 
like the guy, but I was curious. I didn't know how he 
could put up with the stuff that we did to him. So, I 
asked.

He smiled and said, obviously embarrassed even to talk 
about it, "When I was twelve and thirteen I was raped 
several times by a bully who lived near me. I hated it, 
of course. But I never had the nerve to tell, I didn't 
want anyone to know what I had done, or had done to me. 
When I didn't tell the first time he kept doing it. 
Then one day after school he pushed his way into my 
house after school, just like the other times. 

Only this time I pulled my father's 38 on him and I am 
pretty sure I was actually going to shoot him. 
Fortunately, so was he. He ran out of there and never 
even looked at me after that. Everything was fine for a 
while, except for one thing. I am not a homosexual, as 
you know, or even bi really. I only like females. 

But I started having fantasies when I masturbated of 
being forced to have sex with men. I didn't enjoy it, 
not even in my fantasies. The idea of being raped, 
abused, humiliated by a man, or sometimes men, excited 
me. Kara doesn't know about this, so please don't tell 
her."

I promised.

Glenn continued, "I still have those fantasies. The 
things I have had to do since you came into our lives 
are right out of my fantasies. And just like in my 
fantasies I hate it. I hate everything you and your 
friends and all of those strangers make me do. But I 
can't help it, the idea that they are doing it, that 
they are free to do it whenever the whim strikes, that 
excites me. I can't explain. I suppose I should be 
talking to a psychiatrist about this. But I guess I am 
no more fucked up than Kara is. 

I thought it would be all over between us the first 
time she saw me forced to do some of those things. But 
later, when we are together, it is like it never 
happened, like she never saw it. I don't get it, but 
for some reason that I doubt even Freud could 
understand, what we are doing seems to be working for 
everyone."

"You are a lot deeper than I thought, Glenn!" I said 
with a big smile. Suddenly I understood Glenn! And it 
suddenly occurred to me that neither Glenn nor Kara was 
anxious for their lives to be returned to normal. I 
almost took him in my arms and kissed him!

That was when Kara and Jo came back to the table. They 
had stopped in the ladies room to get themselves back 
together, but you could tell that Kara wasn't the only 
one that took part in the fun and games in Ken's 
office. We ordered coffee so that Glenn and I could 
hear what happened before we left.

Jo was too embarrassed to talk but Kara was ready to 
tell everybody in the restaurant! She was talking a 
little too loud, but it was amusing so I didn't say 
anything. 

"We went back to Ken's office," she said. "God, he has 
a dinky little office! He wasn't expecting Jo. He was 
just going to get a blowjob since he heard I could deep 
throat now. But I thought Jo could use a little 
excitement too. So, while I got down and started 
sucking on Ken's cock, Jo started kissing him and his 
hands were all over her."

"Did you know that no man has touched her in like eight 
years? Christ, she's like a virgin again! Anyway, you 
know that Ken is almost as good at lasting as you are 
Paul." She patted my thigh and said again, "Almost. But 
he had never had any girl put her lips all the way down 
on his cock and lick his balls at the same time. He 
only lasted like three minutes! After I swallowed I 
stood up and helped him kiss Jo. Then he kind of moved 
out of the way and watched me kiss Jo. Then I put Jo up 
on the desk and got back on my knees and slowly pushed 
her skirt up. She has real nice legs Paul. You're going 
to love them."

I believe she was right. But I didn't interrupt. I did, 
however, place my hand on Jo's thigh as Kara continued. 
Jo shuddered, but didn't object. In fact, she put her 
hand on mine and squeezed lightly.

Kara continued, "Jo's panties were soaked. See?" At 
that point she placed Jo's panties on the table and the 
crotch panel was obviously soaked through. Jo shuddered 
again and I looked at her. Her face was bright red.

Kara said, "I slipped her panties off as Ken watched, 
but as soon as I started eating her pussy Ken started 
hugging and kissing her again. I watched him work as I 
ate. He is pretty smooth. He managed to unbutton her 
blouse and get his hands under her bra in no time. And 
Jo loved it. How many times did you cum Jo? At least 
three, right?"

We all looked at Jo and she nodded, too embarrassed to 
speak.

"Then we got our clothes back together enough to go to 
the ladies room and I kissed Ken and thanked him for 
the meal and we went to the ladies room and pulled 
ourselves together. And Jo and I talked for a few 
minutes. She wants to be your slave too."

I looked at Jo, surprised at the sudden turn of events. 
"Do you? Do you have any idea what that means?"

She said, "Kara and I didn't have much time to talk of 
course. But she saw right through me instantly. She 
said you are a wonderful Master. She has lived out many 
of her fantasies and had more fun than at any time in 
her life. I am ten years older than her and I have 
never had any fun. And yes, I have fantasies too. You 
have seen the things I sell in my store. And when I buy 
clothes to stock in my store I really have to control 
myself to keep from turning it into another Fredericks 
of Hollywood. I want you to take control and make me do 
the things I can't do. And protect me the way you do 
her."

I certainly didn't want to talk her out of it, but I 
wanted her to understand what could happen. So I felt 
it necessary to point out a few things. "Kara has been 
hurt, and made to do things far beyond her fantasies. 
That will happen to you too. If you want me to take you 
as a slave I will happily do that. You are beautiful 
and sexy and I look forward to popping your "born 
again" cherry. I will offer you the same protection 
that I offer Kara. And I will humiliate you and abuse 
you and allow others to as well. Are you sure this is 
what you want?"

She hesitated, and then nodded. 

"I know a better way to find out if you really want 
this." I reached for her skirt and deliberately pulled 
it up until her lower abdomen was exposed. I ordered 
her to hold her skirt there and I placed my hand on her 
knee. I slid my hand up slowly while watching her face. 
She closed her eyes but I ordered her to open them and 
look at me. As her eyes opened my fingers grazed her 
pussy. She gasped and I ordered her to spread her legs. 
I looked down and was delighted to see that her pubic 
hair was as red as the hair on her head. I gently moved 
my fingers to the entrance of her pussy and moved it up 
and down before sliding it in slowly. She had a 
beautiful cunt. If you were to see only her pussy in a 
picture you would swear she was a much younger girl. It 
was just a slim tight line. And her muscles grasped at 
my finger so tightly it almost hurt! I pulled my finger 
out and put it in my mouth and sucked it clean as I 
watched her. On yes, this was going to be good.

The waiter came by just then and started to ask if we 
wanted anything else. He stopped in mid sentence when 
he saw Jo holding her skirt up. I expected her to drop 
it. But she kept her eyes locked on mine and held the 
skirt up, permitting the young waiter an excellent view 
of her pussy.

I thanked the waiter and told him that it had been a 
wonderful meal. I left him a forty dollar tip and I let 
Jo drop her skirt and we left.

I told Jo to leave her car here and we would pick it up 
later. I had Glenn drive and Jo sat in back between 
Kara and me. I ordered Glenn to drive to the club and 
Kara squealed in delight. Jo didn't know what that 
meant. 

As Glenn drove Kara and I took turns kissing Jo and 
moving our hands under her clothes. Her moans of 
pleasure were music to our ears. She really seemed to 
have given up all of her reservations once she let Kara 
talk her into becoming my slave. This was going to be 
an interesting evening!

Glenn brought the car to a stop and we finally took 
note of where we were. Everyone climbed out of the car 
and I put my arm around the girls and we went into the 
club. Jo had never been in a place like this of course. 
She looked around, curious, but careful not to meet 
anyone's eyes. She was made uncomfortable by all of the 
attention we received when we entered. 

Kara, on the other hand, had come to crave it. I was 
sure that Jo was going to as well. We spotted a table 
and started making our way to it. As we weaved between 
the tables, men kept speaking to Kara, genuinely glad 
to see her. And Jo watched as she talked to them, 
smiled, let them touch her and even kissed a few. This 
was a real culture shock for Jo.

By the time we got to the table the waitress was 
waiting with our drinks and ready to take Jo's order. 
Jo ordered a drink and we watched the stage. It was a 
new girl, one I hadn't seen before and she was actually 
doing a pretty good job! It must have been her third 
number, she was nude and she was smiling at the 
audience and coming to the edge of the stage from time 
to time to allow one of the customers to place a bill 
in her garter. 

Gina was circulating through the audience serving 
drinks in a g-string when she spotted us. She rushed 
over and gave Kara a hug and a kiss. They whispered 
back and forth for a couple of minutes and then she 
went back to serving drinks. 

Dave came over to say hello. I introduced him to my new 
slave Jo. He smiled or leered, it was hard to tell. I 
explained that she had only been a slave for less than 
an hour. She was about to have her life spiced up 
considerably. 

Dave looked at me in amazement and said, "How in the 
hell do you fall into things like this?!" He shook his 
head and started to walk away. I stopped him and went 
back to his office to talk with him. 

I told him that I was going to hold off for a while on 
backroom shows. I was getting the feeling that things 
were getting out of hand. I would, however like to keep 
doing what we were doing out front if he didn't mind. 
But if he had any ideas for a backroom show that were 
interesting he should let me know.

He smiled and said he understood and agreed. And I 
would be welcome to come in every night. Every time we 
came in his sales doubled. And since I started bringing 
Kara in here his place had been filling up every night. 

I started to go back to my table and he told me that 
anytime we came in our drinks were on the house and 
then he handed me the rough cut of the dog show and the 
final cuts of all the previous movies. They looked 
quite professional and the pictures of Kara on the 
cover were fantastic. I shook his hand and said I was 
happy to call him a friend and went back to my table.

By the time I got there, Glenn was sitting alone. Gina 
had taken Kara and Jo into the back to get ready for a 
show. I had planned on letting Jo watch tonight, but 
this was even better.

When the girl on stage finished her act there was a 
scattered applause in the audience. One of these days I 
was going to have to ask Dave why he hired these girls 
and why he kept them on.

The room got quiet and from behind the curtain came 
Kara, Jo, and Gina. Kara and Gina were already naked 
and they were leading an obviously nervous...no, 
scared, Jo. 

Jo was still fully dressed in the business suit she was 
wearing in her shop when we met her this afternoon.

Kara and Gina pulled her up to the edge of the stage 
and Gina said in a loud voice, "Ladies and 
gentlemen......I mean gentlemen......I mean guys," the 
audience chuckled, they knew that there were no ladies 
OR gentlemen among them. "I know you are happy to see 
your favorite customer, Kara, back on stage." The crowd 
yelled and cheered and whistled appreciatively. Kara 
stepped forward and curtsied deeply and then blew a 
kiss to the crowd.

Gina continued, "Tonight we are joined by a new friend 
of Kara's, and after tonight I know she will be a good 
friend of mine. Allow me to introduce Jo, a local 
business woman." There were a few chuckles at that and 
she said in fake exasperation, "Not that kind of 
business! Men! Geez, get your minds out of the gutter! 
Jo owns a local business and due to circumstances 
beyond her control Jo has not been naked in front of 
anyone but her doctor in almost ten years. Kara brought 
her here to show her what she's been missing. 

The crowd looked at the obvious fear in Jo's face and 
they knew Gina was telling the truth. They applauded 
gratefully and a few of them shouted out, "Thank you 
Kara!"

More soft jazz started coming from the speakers but the 
girls didn't start dancing. They just moved to Jo and 
started kissing her lightly and then moving their hands 
lightly over her body. Then they started undressing her 
while they whispered in her ears. Whenever they 
whispered something she would nod. I was curious. I 
would have to find out what they were saying to her.

They pulled her jacket off and tossed it to the side of 
the stage. Then they pulled her blouse out of her skirt 
and started unbuttoning it. They were undressing her 
slowly, but not the normal kind of undressing you see 
in a strip show. She was being undressed by two women 
who seemed to be more or less talking her into it as 
they went. It looked like she was being seduced on 
stage. 

The blouse was unbuttoned and the girls pulled it open 
and slid it off of her shoulders and tossed to the 
side. Now Jo was standing between two naked women in 
her bra in front of a room full of men. She looked very 
nervous, but Kara and Gina were smiling and talking to 
her and caressing her and she wasn't resisting. Kara 
kissed her on the lips while Gina unfastened her skirt 
and dropped it. Jo stepped out of it and Gina kicked it 
away. 

I saw that Kara had given Jo her panties back. Now Jo 
was on display in just her lacy bra and panties, and 
she looked very good in them. The crotch was obviously 
dripping wet! I was really impressed at how well she 
had kept her figure. I noticed how stark white her skin 
was. It looked like she had never gotten a tan in her 
life. It made her look even more pure and innocent.

In another minute the bra was gone and the audience, 
which had been watching in quiet fascination until then 
suddenly cheered loudly. Kara held the bra up and 
twirled it around and tossed it into the crowd. Several 
men struggled briefly for it and then the winner held 
it up like he had just won the Heisman Trophy!

Gina and Kara played gently with Jo's beautiful breasts 
for a moment and then they looked at each other and 
sank to their knees. They slowly pulled Jo's panties 
down and there was another big cheer when her bright 
red pubic hair came into view. The girls nuzzled Jo's 
hips and thighs as they slid her panties down. Jo's 
legs were so weak that she had to hold onto the women 
for support. They lifted her feet and pulled her 
panties free and stood up again. Kara handed the 
panties to Jo and whispered in her ear and moved out of 
the way while Jo held them up and swung them around and 
tossed them into the crowd. There was another brief 
struggle and then another happy man held up his trophy 
to the cheers of the crowd.

Kara was gently kissing and touching Jo as Gina made 
another announcement to the crowd. "Guys, my new friend 
Jo has never had the pleasure of making love to a woman 
before. Tonight she is going to have that pleasure for 
the first time, and we want you to watch. You guys 
don't mind do you?" 

There was an unintelligible roar from the crowd and 
then Gina said, we will bring her around to the table 
later for tips, but you're going to have to take it 
easy on her. Remember it has been ten years since any 
man has seen her naked or touched her beautiful body."

Gina spread a blanket out on the edge of the stage and 
they pulled Jo onto it and gently laid her on her back. 
They started kissing and touching her and Jo was 
moaning like crazy and kissing them back feverishly. 

Over the next hour the crowd stared in fascination as 
the three women made love in every possible positions 
and combination. I was forced to make Glenn get under 
the table again, but he wasn't there long, it was a 
very exciting show. This was going to be one hot DVD.

The men left them alone for most of the show, but 
during the last fifteen minutes they started reaching 
on stage and touching. Once the first few did it and 
were not rebuffed, the others started reaching in and 
the girls seemed to love it.

Finally the girls were exhausted and after pausing to 
catch their breath they stood and bowed to the 
thunderous cheers of the audience. They moved backstage 
then and the crowd returned to their tables and waited 
anxiously for the women to come out for their tips. 

I watched as they led Jo around to the tables. Most of 
the men were gentler with Jo, but sometimes Kara or 
Gina would have to make one of the guys take it easy. I 
wouldn't be surprised if Jo doubled the number of 
orgasms she had in her life tonight. She must have had 
a dozen on stage, and she was having more as she 
circulated around through the audience, an audience 
which seemed to be noticeably larger every time we came 
in here. 

I remember the first time we came here. I don't think 
there were two dozen men in the audience. Tonight I 
estimated that there were close to 200. The place was 
packed, almost full. I didn't see any tables with just 
one customer sitting alone.

Finally, after more than an hour, the girls came back 
to the table. One of the dancers had brought Jo's 
clothes out while there were making the rounds of he 
tables, but she ignored them and sat naked like Kara. I 
hugged and kissed them both and told them it was the 
hottest show I had ever seen. 

Kara counted out the tips and split them into three 
even piles. Everyone was shocked at the total. It was 
almost $3,500! Kara whispered something in Glenn's ear 
and he nodded. Then she handed her share of the money 
to Gina and kissed her. "It would be a crime for me to 
take money for that," she said. "It was too fucking 
much fun."

Jo smiled and gave her share to Gina too.

We gulped down our drinks and the girls grabbed their 
clothes and we rushed out again. I only remembered the 
cops as we were driving away. Oh well, those lazy 
strippers needed to do something around the place!

I asked Jo if there was anything she had to have from 
her house tonight and she said no, so I had Glenn drive 
us to the slave quarters. It was going to be an 
interesting evening and I wanted to get it on film.

It was an interesting evening. The four of us did just 
about anything and everything that four people can do 
with each other. I was the first man to fuck Jo in more 
than eight years. And thanks to the events leading up 
to it this evening she was definitely primed. She was 
hot! Right up until she passed out. 

I carried her to the king size bed in the master 
bedroom and stretched her out and Kara and I curled up 
with her and slept soundly through the night. I even 
let Glenn have a blanket and pillow in his place on the 
floor at the foot of the bed.

The next morning at breakfast I noticed that Jo seemed 
almost comfortable being nude with a group of people. I 
guess it makes a difference if you have had sex with 
all three of them. As we ate I told Kara that I had 
spoken with Dave and there would be no more backroom 
shows for a while. Not unless he came up with something 
interesting and could talk us into it.

Kara said, "You know, I wouldn't mind them, once in a 
while."

"I do," I said, much to my own surprise. "They go too 
far, they get out of hand. I love you just the way you 
are. I am afraid of what these shows could do to you."

Kara just smiled but Jo said, "What shows? You mean 
like last night?"

I said, "We have them on DVD, I picked up the most 
recent one last night. You can see them later. They are 
pretty shocking. But speaking of last night, now that 
you have had the night to sleep on it, is it still as 
exciting as you thought it would be?"

Jo got up and stood behind me and hugged me and said, 
"I want to be your slave forever!"

I pulled her around into my lap and told her that when 
we went to my house later we would put that in writing. 
Then I hugged her and kissed her passionately. 

After breakfast we had to arrange to get everyone where 
they needed to be at the right times. Jo had to get her 
car from the restaurant parking lot and get showered 
and changed so she could go in and open her store. 

We decided Kara should spend the day with her. We also 
decided that she needed new store hours for the 
foreseeable future. She should close at four PM instead 
of six PM. 

And Kara was going to help her for awhile. Help her 
sell, help her model, and help her spice up the 
inventory even more so that women who wanted to buy 
those kinds of outfits didn't need to go to the adult 
bookstore to find them. We all thought that adding a 
new line of toys would be a good idea too. 

I had to spend a few hours on my computer and then 
Glenn was going to teach me how to kayak this 
afternoon.

While we were kayaking Glenn and I had a long talk. He 
told me that once he started back to work they would 
buy their house back from me. But they still would like 
to retain their slave status. 

I was so excited I almost turned the damned boat over! 
But I didn't show it. I asked him if he was sure. He 
said they had been talking about it for days. The last 
month had been the most exciting time of their lives. 
The initial shock had been rough, but even that had 
been exciting. They trusted me to protect them, 
especially to protect Kara. And now with Jo it was even 
more exciting. 

I had let Glenn have sex with Jo several times last 
night. It turns out she is the only woman besides Kara 
that Glenn had ever been with. He had had girlfriends 
in high school and all through college, and there had 
been some heavy petting. But he had never gone all the 
way with anyone but Kara until last night!

So now I have three permanent, moneymaking slaves. A 
job I love. A couple of new hobbies, kayaking and sex 
shows, a growing DVD collection. Oh yeah, and someone 
to do my yard work. It just doesn't get any better than 
this!

THE END

Comments? Criticism? Email vulgus@hotmail.com

To that small group of disturbed people who have 
enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank 
you.

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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