Not knowing how I could explain going to work so late on a Saturday, it was easier to pretend to leave for the office late on Saturday morning. I spent the rest of the day wondering how many tapes Roger was making and what he would demand of me tonight. The day dragged on but 9 o’clock seemed to come quickly. I was standing beside my car at exactly 9 when Roger and a friend pulled up in front of the building. I hurried to their car in case anyone was watching and climbed in the back seat.
As we drove out of the parking lot, I asked Roger where he was taking me. He just smiled and said it was amateur night at the club. Not knowing what that meant, I was still surprised when Roger pulled into the parking lot of a gentleman’s club. Roger and his friend got me out of the car and as we walked toward the building Roger told me that I was entered into tonight’s amateur dance contest and that if I didn’t win, he and his friend Ted were going to use me in a threesome. Before I had time to decide which was worse, Ted chimed in by saying that a threesome could last a while so hubby shouldn’t be expecting me home for a few days.
I was terrified as we entered the club. We were seated right in front and I watched this beautiful Asian girl as she stripped and exposed herself to this room full of men. She stood about 5'2" and had waist length black hair. Her body was tiny but perfectly proportioned. She ended her third song by sitting on the stage and pulling her nether lips apart to show this crowd of men her pink little pussy. Shortly after the next act started, a big black man came up to Roger and asked if this was the young lady that would be joining them tonight. All I knew was he was looking right at me. After a few words with Roger, he took me by the hand and introduced himself as Al. He suggested I join the other contestants in the dressing room and find something more appropriate for dancing.
When I got to the dressing room two girls quickly undressed me and left me standing in front of a full length mirror stark naked holding a skimpy little skirt, thong panties and a tube top that would hide nothing. How I had gotten into this was almost unimportant, getting out of this without having to service Roger and his friend was all that mattered, although I somehow knew deep inside, that sooner or later Roger would put his cock in my cunt and there would be nothing I could do to stop him I had to win this contest in the hope that Roger would live up to his promise at least for tonight.
As it turned out, there were 5 girls including me entered in amateur night. I was chosen to be the fourth dancer and I watched as each of the other girls took their turn on stage. The first girl was a perky little red head and like two of the other dancers she appeared to have done this before. By the time the third dancer, a heavy set brown hair with very large tits, completed her dance; the guys were getting pretty rowdy.
All of a sudden the music stopped and I realized it was my turn. Not knowing exactly what I was doing, I climbed up the three steps to the stage and just stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. The music started and I just stood there. The crowd started booing and I realized that I had to do something, so I started moving my hips to the music.
Part way thru the first song I reached up and lifted my tube top slowly over my head. To the cheers of the room full of men, I slowly exposed my chest to them. I could only hope that no one in the crowd would recognize me as I continued with my slow striptease.
With all the bright lights shining on my half naked body, I started the second song by teasing the crowd and lifting my tiny little skirt to reveal my thong covered pussy. As the crowd started throwing dollar bills on the stage, I slowly removed the skirt. They wasted no time in starting to chant “pussy” “pussy”. Caught up in the moment and determined to control my own fate by winning this contest, I slowly lowered my thong down my legs and stepped out of it as I tossed it onto my pile of garments.
Now totally naked in front of dozens of men who were there for only one reason, I spread my legs and started playing with my pussy for their enjoyment. With my unbridled tits bouncing to the rhythm I could see Roger and his friend totally enjoying my situation and I could hear the calls of some of the men and what they were going to do to me. I just stayed focused and tried to put on the best show I knew how, not knowing who the judges of my fate were.
After what seemed an eternity the music stopped and I quickly left the stage, never bothering to stop and pick up the money that had been thrown on stage. I found a place in the dressing room to sit but instead of putting on the clothes I had worn to the club, I just sat there and trembled.
The last contestant finished her dance and the 5 contestants were asked to come up on stage. Not even thinking about it, I walked stark naked to the front of the stage where the other 4 contestants fully dressed, if you could call those skimpy little outfits dressed, lined up with me for the audience to vote. We were each asked to step forward one at a time as the crowd applauded.
When it was my turn, it became obvious to everyone that the naked blond was the clear winner. All I could do was stare at Roger as if to say I was back in control. Someone handed me a check for $500 which Roger quickly took from me as I picked up my clothes and went to sit between Roger and his friend.
As the professional dancers took over, Roger and Ted just sat there drinking and ignoring me as I put my clothes back on. When I was done Roger looked at me and I had the feeling that he was actually asking, if I wanted to earn a little extra money and give some of the men a private show. Almost as if I was trying to get his approval I told him I was tired and asked if we could do that another time. To my surprise he agreed and said lets go.
On the car ride home, Roger suggested that it would be nice if I wasn’t wearing any under ware when I met him Monday morning in his office at the usual time.
It was just after midnight when Roger pulled up in front of the office to let me out. Good to his word, he didn’t make any more demands as I kissed him sensually on the lips, turned and got in my car.
Not knowing what to tell Richard when I got home, I was relieved to see that he had taken his pain pills and was fast asleep.
Sunday seemed to disappear and the alarm was going off on Monday morning when I remembered that I still had a large problem to deal with. Everything seemed to be going in slow motion as I dressed and got ready for another day. I barely had time for a cup of coffee and a few e-mails when I realized it was time to face Roger again. I walked slowly into his office, closed and locked the door and waited patiently as he finished his phone call.
He seemed pleasant enough when he looked up at me and asked if I had a good weekend. I suggested that Sunday was good and that Saturday hadn’t been as bad as I expected. Thinking I had pleased him, I was taken back when Roger asked me if I was ready for my punishment. I almost started to cry as I asked him what I had done wrong.
He gave me the same spiel about how he had to be able to trust me and that including obeying every command. He asked me if I remembered him telling me how to dress and all of a sudden it hit me. He asked again if I was ready for my punishment and I meekly said I had forgotten about his request for me not to ware under ware.
That is not good enough he said. Remove your bra and come stand in front of me. I need to remind you that bad things will happen when you dis obey me. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra as I walked around to where Roger was sitting. He said get on your knees and lift your left tit with your left hand. As I did as he instructed Roger reached into his desk and pulled out a strap that must have been 2 feet long with some kind of metal clip on each end.
Before I understood what was happening, Roger raised his toy above his head and brought it down across my left breast. I screamed in pain as I looked at the nasty welt already appearing across my soft skin. As he raised it again he asked if I had learned my lesson. I pleaded with him to stop but the metal clip dug into my flesh as he struck my tit again. This time I was bleeding as he smiled at his handiwork and again asked if I had learned my lesson. Still pleading for him not to hurt me, I managed to tell him that it wouldn’t happen again.
He calmly told me that he would take my word for it but that I still had to pay for my mistake. He told me to let go of my left tit and present my right tit to him in the same manner. Knowing what was going to happen, I offered up my right tit for his abuse. I flinched and screamed in pain as he used his strap on my now throbbing right breast. He succeeded in drawing blood with the first swing. After my screaming stopped, he had me reposition my hand to offer him my right nipple. Holding myself from the center under my breast, I was able to meet his demand and he immediately raised his weapon and brought it down so that the metal clip tore the end of my breast and my nipple as it landed on the three inch tip of my now bloody tit.
I dropped my hold and rolled on the carpet in agony as Roger stood over me and smiled. Looking up at him and realizing that my chest was bleeding freely, I tried to stop the damage with a tissue that Roger handed me. Thinking that I was done with my punishment Roger gave me a minute to stop hurting before reminding me that I was still wearing panties. I just started begging for him to forgive me and to stop hurting me. I said Roger I will do whatever you want me to do if you please forgive me. He just smiled and said, Emily, you are going to do anything I ask you to anyway so remove your panties now.
Horrified that he was going to tear my pussy open with his weapon, I meekly complied and lay there on the carpet stark naked.
Roger spread my legs, and to my amazement found my pussy dripping wet. He took a 6 inch dildo out of his drawer and shoved it into my pussy. After testing the remote devise that sent the toy vibrating inside me, he had me stand up and bend over the chair in front of me. Almost grateful that he wasn’t going to use his strap on my genitals, I held my breath and waited for my first lashing. I looked behind to see Roger getting his arm in position to strike my soft flesh and I couldn’t keep quite. In my best little girl voice I said Roger, you are so big and strong and I am just a little girl. Why do you need to hurt me more than you already have? I thought I had a chance as he stopped to tell me that it was my punishment and I just had to endure the pain.
I tried another approach and I said would you please remove the metal clip from your strap. If you must, you can double the amount of times you whip me but the metal clip will do a lot more damage. Roger smugly asked, how do you know how many times I was going to strike your soft little butt checks and how would you know if I doubled the amount with or without the clips. I just started begging and said that I am willing to trust you.
Roger continued with the fact that I was a bad girl and that could never happen because he had to know I would obey him. I pleaded and asked if you want to humiliate and control me, then in place of the metal clips, I will not argue with how many buttons you leave open on my blouse when you dress me.
This seemed to get Rogers attention as it got real quiet and I turned to see him removing the metal clips from his whip. I cringed as he raised his arm and brought the whip down across the soft skin of my exposed ass. I cried in pain each time he struck me but I never said another word. After 10 horrible welt raising lashes across my ass, I couldn’t move.
Instead of ordering me out, this time Roger put my undergarments in his desk drawer and then came to help me get dressed. I held up one leg at a time as he pulled my skirt up my legs and over my hips. He then pulled my blouse over my arms and tucked it into my skirt before buttoning two of the five buttons up the front of my chest.
With instructions not to remove the vibrator, he sent me on my way. It was a little awkward walking with the vibrator in my pussy and my skirt rubbing my sore ass, but as I got to the large mirror in the ladies room, I realized that most of my chest, including a lot of the welts from my punishment would be impossible to hide. I did the best I could with my hair and makeup and got to my desk a little after nine. I was determined not to leave my desk that day and I also made a note to bring some kind of ointment for future punishments.
My secretary took one look at me and asked what was wrong. I had all I could do to keep from crying and I started to tell her that I fell on the stairs when to my surprise Roger turned on the vibrator stuck in my pussy.
I just closed my door and stood there dealing with the massive orgasm that started to overwhelm me. Roger left me in this state for half an hour until he mercifully and abruptly turned it off in mid orgasm. All I could do was wipe the sweat from my body and wonder how I would get thru the day. As I tried to regain my composure I realized that sooner or later Richard would see that I was not the same and even if I could hide my body from him long enough for the nasty welts to heal, sooner or later Roger was going to present me with a situation that would be obvious to my husband.
As it was, I was unable to sit from the lashing my butt had endured and even my soft blouse was irritating the cuts on my breasts. What did this man want from me and how would I ever remove myself from his perverted control. I was thinking long and hard about just going to the police and taking my chances when my receptionist buzzed to tell me that John from manufacturing was here for my eleven o’clock appointment.
I asked her to give me a minute as I straightened my blouse to try and hide my bruises. I didn’t dare take the chance of Roger finding out that I had disobeyed him so I left all three top buttons open and almost my entire chest exposed.
John walked in and immediately said Emily you look radiant today. I like the change and I love your sexy new blouse. A week ago, I would have thrown John out of my office for that but I said thank you what can I help you with. John laid out three documents in front of me; all signed by me and asked what I thought I was doing transferring the money for the new machines into my own personal account.
I knew immediately that he was somehow in this with Roger and they were just giving me a warning. All I could say was that I would look into it as John said, that is not good enough. He got up and locked my door just as the vibrator in my pussy came to life. I tried my best to conceal what was happening between my legs, but John just smiled and told me that if I didn’t remove my blouse he was going to have to go to management with his paperwork.
I complied meekly as I lost control and came in a massive orgasm from the vibrator buried in my cunt. After what seemed like an eternity, I came down from my latest vibrator induced pleasure trip to find myself sitting across from John topless. I looked at him and with the little courage I could muster; I asked what is it you want from me.
I just wanted to test your commitment and be sure you are ready when Roger needs you. As he looked at the marks on my chest, he got up and told me to be careful not to cross Roger again because next time would be worse. He continued by saying, Emily I think you have magnificent tits and I can’t wait to get you alone. He left and I hurried to close the door.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and gave me a lot of time to worry about how I would hide this from Richard or if Roger and his friends would even allow me to. By the time I got home, Richard had already taken his pain medication and would not have noticed if the house fell on him.
I was grateful for the time it bought me but afraid of what they would do to my husband if I slipped up again. I lay awake all night trying to come to terms with some part of this.
With Richard still asleep I was able to dress for work as Roger requested. I didn’t put on any panties and probably couldn’t have worn a bra over my damaged breasts if I had wanted to. The blouse I put on had six buttons up the front and I was very careful to leave my breasts exposed identical to what Roger had required of me on Monday. I knew sooner or later my new attire would be noticed by everyone but I couldn’t worry about that now. To be on the safe side, I inserted Rogers’s toy into my vagina. I had to rub my slit with it to get it wet enough to push it past my clit.
I walked into Rogers’s office promptly at 8. He looked up and said good morning Emily are you ready to meet my friend Johnson today. Not having a clue who he was talking about I closed and locked his door and said I would like that.
Knowing what Roger had expected of me the last 2 visits, I promptly started unbuttoning my blouse. Before I could remove my skirt he had me stand in front of him as he smiled and said you have such a beautiful rack. He then undid the clasp and zipper as I stepped out of my skirt and he said to me I am not sure yet wither I want you to shave the little tuft above your clit but I will let you know. As he ran his fingers thru my pubic hair he turned on the vibrator and watched with a big smile on his face as I fought the pleasure he was sending thru my pussy. I quickly succumbed and held myself up by wrapping my arms around Rogers’s neck as he induced me to yet another dildo induced orgasm.
I was just starting to catch my breath when he asked if there was anything I wanted. I naively told him I want to meet your friend Johnson. Knowing what I had just asked and knowing I had no idea who Johnson was he said I am glad to hear that. So far the pleasure has been all yours. Johnson would like it if you reciprocated this morning as he pulled down his fly.
Realizing what I had just asked for I decided it was kind of inevitable that giving Roger a blow job would be on his list of demands sooner or later. I reached for his trousers, undid his belt and got on my knees as I removed his cock from his under ware. I looked up at his face and said you have a big boy here, I don’t know if I can handle all of you but I am going to try my best to please you. Hoping to make him believe I wanted to do this for him, I tickled the underside of his balls with my fingertips as I used my other hand to lift the head of his monster to my lips.
After kissing and licking up and down his hardening cock, I took the ugly purple head into my mouth and continued my dissent into his depravity by sucking in about 8 inches of Rogers manhood. Looking up to be sure he was enjoying what I was doing he said in almost a whisper that I not only have a magic tongue but my blue eyes looking up at him made it even hotter.
I realized there were still too many inches of cock on the wrong side of my lips and wondered how I could get it all into my throat. It was by far the biggest dick I had ever seen and I thought of how even with Richard, blow jobs were not enjoyable for me. I felt the large head of his prick against the back of my throat. Just as I started to gag, Roger held the back of my head and pushed his groin forward. His cock had only one place to go, and I couldn’t stop it if I had wanted to. Once it passed through my gag reflex, I seemed to adjust. Roger started using my throat as his own personal fuck hole with no regard for my comfort. He started pounding in and out as hard as he could. I tried to look up at his face just as he looked down turned on the vibrator and told me not to spill any.
I had swallowed Richards load once, and disliked it so much that I had sworn I would never swallow again. Somehow that choice had been removed and as my own vibrator induced orgasm took over, Roger shot his load deep into my throat. I sucked greedily and in spite of the horrible salty taste actually forced myself to swallow spurt after spurt of Rogers cum.
When he was done with me, he turned off the vibrator and told me to get out. I wanted to ask him why he needed to treat me so mean but I kept my mouth shut and got dressed. After letting him adjust my blouse and fondle my swollen tits, I headed for the ladies room to clean up. Half way down the hall Roger started playing with the remote by turning it on and off. I had all I could do to keep my hands from reaching for my pussy and use just my pussy muscles to keep it from falling out.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful and except for a few unwanted comments about my tits. I actually managed to get some work done for the first time in days. My poor receptionist had to know something was going on but she never said anything. Just before quitting time she buzzed to tell me that Roger wanted to see me before I went home. I just shook with anger. So far, I had endured his 8 every morning abuse, but for the most part he had left me alone for the rest of the day. I didn’t have any idea how I could endure him twice a day.
Most of the office had cleared out when just before six and with no other excuses to delay Roger I stepped into his office and closed and locked his door. He stood up and said that this morning was the best blow job I ever had, get on your knees and let’s do it again.
This time as I finished, he removed the vibrator by reaching under my skirt and fingering it out. You were a good girl today so you can have the night off. I will put this back in place in the morning. I also wanted you to know that you have a date Friday night at 7 o’clock and I expect it will keep you up all night. I will give you the details later in the week, but I just thought it would be easier for you if you encourage Richard to accept today’s job offer out on the west coast.
I looked at Roger and said with tears running down my face, I will do whatever you want me to do but please don’t take Richard from me. Roger just smiled and said it would be easier for both of us if hubby was out of the way for a while.
I was devastated but without letting them hurt Richard I certainly couldn’t tell my husband what had happened to me and I had to admit that Richard’s pain pills were giving me the ability to hide my behaviour from him.
By the time I got home, I had put on a bra and buttoned my blouse. Richard was sitting at the kitchen table when I walked in and said I don’t know what is going on with you this past week but I have been offered a position by a reputable company and I am going to take it. I would like it if you gave notice and went with me but I have a feeling that it would be best if you dealt with your issues first.
I will be leaving Friday afternoon.
Dumfounded by the turn of events and knowing that I was probably watching the love of my life walk out on me, I tried my best to assure my husband that I loved him but that I couldn’t join him at least for a while.
With my marriage falling apart, I headed for work Wednesday morning and walked down the hall to the man that had the power to destroy me, my husband and my marriage. After closing and locking his door, I proceeded with my morning assignment that had grown from letting Roger play with my tits, to letting him finger my pussy and now giving him my third blow job in 24 hours.
Devastated by the loss of my husband and falling apart from my life in disarray, I put a smile on my face and serviced Rogers’s huge dick without any fight left. He had clearly broken me in just one short week. When was he going to let me go if ever.
After finishing with the best blow job I knew how to give, Roger handed me the dildo and told me to get out. Once I inserted it into my Vagina I waited obediently for Roger to test it, I proceeded to put on my clothes and stand in front of Roger as he fondled my healing nipples and adjusted the buttons on my blouse.
The only change in my morning appointment with Roger on Thursday and Friday was that on Friday when I got back to my desk, there was another video on my desk labeled Emily-blow job and a note that said I was supposed to meet a man named Fred at 7 o’clock. Directions to the hotel were included. I was instructed to wear conservative evening ware including under ware and to be in the lobby waiting at 7 sharp. Fred would know how to recognize me. I was being expected to treat this as a date and to be sure he seduced me without letting him know that I was doing this as a whore.
That word whore hit me really hard, realizing that I was becoming one. I also wondered what Fred would be like and what would happen to me if someone other than Fred picked me up. I decided I couldn’t concern myself with all those things and that I would just try to be the best lay that Fred had ever experienced. I locked my door and played the tape during the afternoon. It had been edited in spots, but it showed me willingly undressing and telling Roger that I wanted to suck his cock. I just hoped that Roger was not sharing these videos with anyone else or that Richard would never see them.
Not wanting to upset Roger and with Richard gone, I worked until six on Friday evening and then with my overnight bag in the car, got to the hotel early and changed out of my slut clothes and removed the vibrator. I fixed my makeup and my hair, put my bag back in the car and got to the lobby about 15 minutes early. Just as I sat down to await my date, my cell phone rang. I was startled to hear Roger’s voice and I immediately thought I had done something wrong. Instead he said Emily, I am sure I am going to be proud of you. Something else just came up and I need you to come to my house in the morning as I have another assignment for my slut. He gave me the address and hung up.
I couldn’t even think about tomorrow if I was going to be at my best tonight. As seven o’clock approached two young guys tried to get my attention but I was quick to get rid of them as I showed them my wedding ring. In a panic, I realized that the wedding ring had to go. Just as I put it in my little purse, a graying well groomed man in his early 50’s came up and said hi, I’m Fred. I gave him my biggest smile hoping he hadn’t seen the ring and said it’s a pleasure to meet you I’m Emily.
He asked if I would like to order drinks here in the lounge or we could head for the restaurant if I was hungry. Never having consumed alcohol but thinking that it might help my nerves, I told him that he was the guest and that either was OK with me. He sat and ordered wine for both of us as we started to get to know each other. The wine tasted better than I expected and Fred was good company. After discussing the financial end of his possible order being placed with our firm he looked at me and said I am pleasantly surprised. I asked him why and he said I have to confess that I have been in this position many times. It is not uncommon to have my business suppliers set me up with pardon the expression hookers and sluts to get my business. I am pleasantly surprised that Roger described you perfectly and you are a well-rounded member of his team that appears interested in providing the information I need to make my decisions.
I thanked him for the compliment and wondered how I was ever going to seduce my new friend based on what he had just told me. Another round had my head spinning as we headed for the hotel restaurant. We ordered steaks with all the trimmings and were really getting along superbly. It was after 9 o’clock and I realized Fred had never said or done anything to let me believe he was going to share his bed with me. I started to worry as I knew at any time Fred could just excuse himself for the evening. To push things along, while Fred was telling me about his wife and four kids, I reached across the table and started gently massaging his hand.
I knew that if I went back to Roger without bedding this client, my punishment would be severe. I also knew that my advances could quickly end the evening so this was kind of the moment of truth. Fred smiled at me and half joking said that it would be nice if I moved over next to him.
With a huge sigh of relief, I willingly moved right next to Fred and without missing a beat in our conversation I pulled his hand into my lap. Sensing my willingness, Fred got up the nerve to start running his fingers up and down my leg. Knowing why I was here didn’t stop me from enjoying his gentle caress. I was purring like a kitten when he touched my knee and started working his way up under my skirt.
Just before he reached my panties, he looked at me and said, I have never done this before but I would like it if you would join me in my room for a nightcap. Knowing what that meant and knowing that I was going to be fucked by only the second man ever I smiled at him and said I would like that.
He paid the bill and we held hands like two school kids as we headed for the elevator. When we got to the room he took off his jacket and hung it in the closet as he asked me if I needed to freshen up. I looked at him and as innocently as possible said that since I wasn’t planning on this to happen, I am totally unprepared.
With that said and with no desire to keep drinking, I moved in and gave Fred a sensual kiss on the lips. He may never have done this before but he knew exactly what he wanted as he reached between us and started massaging my breasts. As he started unbuttoning my blouse, I reached down and rubbed his growing erection through his trousers.
Removing my Bra, he then laid me in the center of the big bed and started kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. Glad that the welts had all healed, I just lay there and let him have his way. Little by little I unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. I was pleasantly surprised at how fit my bed partner was and I turned him on his back as I used my tongue to play with his nipples while I worked my hand into his pants and played with his penis. He was not particularly large but he was not small either. He was hard as a rock.
He was gentle and considerate as we turned once again, this time with me on my back and my legs spread. He slowly climbed between my legs and pushed gently as his cock pushed its way deep into my cunt. Even with the quilt of cheating on my husband for the first time we both came in a hurry. After taking a short break, we continued using each other until about three in the morning when I fell asleep in his arms.
I was awakened to a happy man wearing nothing but a towel around his waist letting room service in with our breakfast. He tried to convince me that I didn’t look tired and worn out as we devoured breakfast after our night of bliss together. When I was done eating I pushed the tray aside and slowly untied his towel. I smiled up at this man that was older than my father and I took his cock in my mouth until he was hard. I then pushed him back on the bed and lowered my wet cunt onto his proud member. Once again inside my pussy this stranger actually got me so turned on that I kept Cumming time and time again.
When he suggested that we shower together, I wrapped my arms around his neck and eagerly joined him in the giant stall as he touched and caressed me in all my intimate places while I tried my best to get him hard again.
Just after nine, he informed me that he had a plane to catch and asked if he could see me again. I got dressed left my number next to his wallet, kissed him again and left.
It wasn’t until I got to my car that I remembered my date with Roger. I decided that the pleasant part of my weekend was probably over and though I didn’t have time to go home for a change of clothes, I took my time finding a place to park where I could change back into my Friday work clothes sans under ware and be sure that I didn’t do anything to trigger Roger’s need to punish me.
Knowing that my relationship with Richard was probably over and at a minimum, would never be the same again. I still felt really good about my time in bed with Fred. He had used me in a way that I had never been used by Richard and I was feeling a lot of warm fuzzies deep inside my womb. I stopped for a large cup of coffee and didn’t hurry to give up more of my day than I had to at Roger’s behest. I spent most of the drive to Roger’s wondering how I could have possibly enjoyed another man’s cock inside me. What was happening to this once faithful wife.
Two hours later, I pulled into Roger’s driveway. It appeared that no one was home. I didn’t know anything about Roger but had always assumed that he was not married. I rang the bell and waited just to be sure I wasn’t going to be punished for not showing up. Just when I was about to give up, Roger answered the massive front door wearing only his bathing suit. Standing in front of me in nothing but a bathing suit I realized what a massive man Roger was as he looked down at my tiny 5'1" frame and said wow, my dreams have come true. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen shows up at my front door on a Saturday with your husband out of town and your perfect tits hanging from your blouse. On top of that, you are willing to do anything I tell you to do.
Not wanting to do anything to make Roger mad I kept my thoughts to myself as I stepped into the large foyer, closed the front door behind me and proceeded to undress as seductively as possible.
Standing naked in front of the smiling giant of a man, I stepped forward and pushed my tiny little hand under the waist band of his swim suit and stroked his dick to hardness before pulling them down and getting on my knees on the hard tile floor for the required blow job.
This time took longer than when I serviced him in his office each morning as I teased his hard cock with my tongue and lips for a long time before taking his large member down my throat. In a sense I think I was thanking him for setting me up with Fred but the reality was that I had no way to stop Roger from doing what he wanted to me. Just as I could feel his sperm forcing its way toward his tiny opening, Roger stepped back and covered my face and my chest in his hot cum. Angry at myself for not following his previous instructions to never spill any I started using my fingers to lap up his seed as I tried to clean up his mess.
Roger just ignored my transgression stepped back and laughed. I was wondering what happened to you he said. Fred called me two hours ago to tell me we would be getting his business. He said you were an incredible woman and he wanted to do business with a firm like ours. This means a big promotion for me and probably a small bonus for you. Now go clean yourself up because we don’t have much time for you to do what I need you to do.
I know you didn’t have time to get a change of clothes for today so I picked up a few things for you. There is a bathing suit in the down stairs bathroom. Go get dressed and meet me in the kitchen in 5 minutes.
I found the bathroom, took a quick sponge bath and then found this skimpy little bikini that under different circumstances, I would never have considered. The tiny thong bottoms covered my clit, but left nothing to the imagination with every bulge clearly outlined. The material was so thin that it pulled up between my cheeks making me appear naked from the back. The top was the right size. It just didn’t cover much more than my hard little nipples. It was obvious that Roger had dressed me for a purpose that I was as yet unaware of.
As I found my way to the kitchen Roger said “Emily, you look great now come sit here while I fill you in on what I need”.
He went on to say I am entertaining three clients from a firm that could throw a lot of business my way. These things are not as easy as they might appear to arrange. They will be here just after five and I don’t want to turn your body over to them until they have signed the deal so I have set up a little pool party to show them what I am offering as an incentive.
When I give you to them sometime next week, I want them to be getting a total slut for their gang bang but today I want you to flirt and be beautiful as an enticement. Do you think you can do that?
Do I have a choice or are you just being nice because you have to I asked?
Beautiful and smart. That is what I like about you. You are right; you have no choice as to how I use your body. That brings me to a few other items that you need to know.
First issue of business is that I lost a small wager with John from manufacturing. In about 10 minutes, you will need to go upstairs and play whore for him as the payoff for my poor judgment. I looked at Roger with daggers as I thought about what I had lost and how I had already slept with another man because of his demands. I just smiled and said is there anything else.
Well yeah there is another little thing. John doesn’t like that little heart shape tussle of hair above your clit. I told him he could shave it off. I started to scream at Roger that all he had to do was ask and I would have shaved it. I didn’t need some guy with a razor playing with my tender skin down there.
As a matter of fact Roger said, so you are ok with that? Under my breath I just said “you bastard”. Unfortunately for me Roger heard what I called him and he said for that transgression when John is done with you, you will remove the bathing suit and clean my house naked until my guests arrive. When I started to plead he said in addition I want the vibrator in your cunt so I can have some fun. Any more complaints.
This time I just said No sir.
There is one more thing I need to tell you before I turn you over to John. I sarcastically said “oh please enlighten me.” Roger ignored my comment and said it will be better for me if you leave your wallet and ID with me. Tomorrow I will send you over to your apartment with some of my friends. I want you to move your personal things into my guest room. The rest of your stuff will go into storage. You will be calling in sick for work this week and if everything goes according to plan, you will be quitting your job Wednesday morning so that you can move in with me and focus on my needs. For all real purposes you will live here and be my wife. That ring that you removed from your finger just before Fred showed up has already been removed from your purse. You won’t be needing it any more.
It sounded so final. With all that I had done, I fully expected to lose Richard but even that choice was now removed for me. I also realized that Roger was leaving nothing to chance. He had me followed and he was taking away any possible chance that I might find some way out of this.
Having already been stripped of my clothes, and my dignity, my home, my job, and my identity my choices were now being removed from me. In this day and age I didn’t even imagine that it would be possible to make a young woman disappear. I just sat on the floor and let the tears happen. With tears still running down my face, I forced myself to stand and walk into the bathroom where I didn’t bother to wash up, I simply took my wallet, cell phone and car keys out of my purse, returned to the kitchen and handed them to Roger as I said this is who I used to be.
I then turned and headed up the stairs.
I found John sitting in the third quest room on the left sitting on the bed with a razor in his hand. I took him by the hand and led him to the bathroom at the end of the hall where I let him remove my bathing suit as I closed the toilet seat and sat with my legs spread as far apart as I could.
Knowing that I had already shaved for my appointment with Fred, I knew there wasn’t even stubble to be removed from most of my crotch but I went thru the motions so that John could use one hand to tighten my skin and the other to shave me from my ass hole to the top of my clit. He did a lot of playing down there and was really enjoying my humiliation but there was no way that I was going to avoid this so I let him have his way as I thought to myself that this man had a sharp object to play with.
He was careful not to cut me and by the time he took the razor to my little heart shaped patch above my clit, having a stranger shaving my most intimate places left me a bit stimulated.
When he was done, I managed to get with the required optimism that I had been instructed to use and I wrapped my arms around John’s neck and said take me to your bed lover.
As he placed me naked on the middle of his bed, John said, I am sorry it had to be this way. I have wanted this moment to happen from the moment I first met you. You have no idea what I have given up to get this time with you. You are beautiful and for the moment you are mine.
In light of my night with Fred and the just announced changes in my life, I wanted to get this over with so I pulled his mouth to mine for a passionate kiss. With our tongues searching each other’s mouths, John’s hands started roaming across my chest. He played with my nipples and pulled on my tits before working his way down my tummy with wet little kisses. He used his hands to rub the newly shaved area above my clit as he spread my nether lips and inserted two fingers slowly into my vagina. To my utter dismay, my body was once again betraying me. I don’t know if all the recent stimulation was turning me into a wanton whore or if I really just liked to be used.
For the second time in less than a day, I was accepting a cock other than my husband’s into my cunt and getting off on it as I started moaning and telling John to fuck me.
I think John was so turned on by actually fucking me that he came almost instantly as I went over the edge into yet another orgasm.
When we caught our breath, and with John lying on top of me with his placid dick still inside me, I softly said, that was really intense. John seemed to take my comment as a compliment to his ability and immediately started kissing my face. I should have been repulsed by the things I was being told I had to do, but instead I was in an almost constant state of arousal.
Having admitted that, I got into a 69 position on top of my latest lover and sucked the cock that had just dumped its load into the depths of my womb while he tongue fucked me to another orgasm.
I sucked him to hardness then I turned on my back spread my legs and told my lover to fuck my soaking wet cunt one more time.
When he was done I told him that I had some housework to do before the big evening. Almost timidly, John followed me to the bathroom and asked “can I watch you empty your bladder.”
Having already shared everything with my co-worker I sat on the toilet and spread my legs. I told him to get as close as he wanted and I used my fingers to spread my lips as I showed him where my little pee hole was hidden in all the soft skin. Just before I started to tinkle, John reached in and asked if he could hold me open while he watched. When I was done John cleaned me with his tongue and said thank you.
I was either really good or really lucky, but I had been able to turn both of my forced lovers into intimate incredible sex. With John already on his knees in front of me, I handed him the vibrator and told him that since I was being required to put this inside me while I cleaned Roger’s house, I was wondering if you would put it in my pussy for me. John made a big game out of teasing me as he took his time inserting the toy into me.
It wasn’t until I started down the stairs that I thought just maybe all these men that Roger was forcing me to have sex with could be used to my advantage if I could find the right way to do it.
I did my best to ignore Roger and John as they ogled my nakedness while I cleaned house for Roger. They waited until I was on my hands and knees cleaning the kitchen floor with my tits swaying under my chest to turn on the dildo. It was so intense that I rolled on my back as the massive orgasm built inside me and then took over my entire being. They laughed as I lie on the cold wet floor and spread my legs to finger the monster vibrating inside me.
Just before the guests arrived I was instructed to put on my new bathing suit and make myself comfortable out by the pool. As I was getting settled on a lounge chair with a large glass of wine and doing my best to cover my body with the limited material provided in this bathing suit, Roger came into the backyard with his three guests.
My immediate response was that Roger was right not to trust these men. Harry was introduced to me first. He was about 6 feet tall, built solid at 190 pounds and maybe 40 years old. He didn’t have a hair on his head and he had a scar that ran from below his left ear across the middle of his face. Bob in his mid-thirties was a little taller than Harry and had a large belly hidden under a loose fitting oversized shirt. Sammy was short at probably 5 ½ feet tall but he just looked mean. I would have guessed him to be in his mid-seventies. Any time that I was going to be required to spend alone with these men would be absolute hell and I started hoping I could find a way to make their deal fall thru. John seemed to have disappeared and as Sammy seemed to take over. I was for once very glad that Roger was there.
Sammy appeared to be the leader of this misfit group and he sat on the lounge chair directly in front of me and said little lady get your ass over hear so an old man can enjoy your charms as he patted his lap indicating that is where he wanted me to sit. I pleadingly looked at Roger and got no support there so I did as requested and sat on Sammy’s lap. It was obvious to me that my near naked body was getting his cock hard. I could feel it growing through his shorts against my ass.
I leaned back and put my arm around Sammy’s neck as I reached under his shirt and started playing with his left nipple. When he softly said that he could find better things for me to play with I seductively asked what do you have in mind.
Without missing a beat he suggested I get rid of the suite because it wasn’t hiding much anyway. He took his free hand and lifted my top so that my nipples were now fully exposed. I heard one of the other guys behind me give his verbal approval as this old man sucked my nipple into his mouth. I tried to remove my top as it was pulling uncomfortably on my tit, but Sammy took my hand and placed it on his cock that was pinned between us.
Knowing what he expected, I worked his fly down and pulled out his wrinkled old cock. I stroked up and down until he shot his load all over my naked thigh. This time I was anything but aroused and as I forced myself to seductively scoop his cum off my leg and place it on my tongue, Sammy moved his hand between my legs and pushed my thong aside as he started to finger my bone dry slit. Even as he entered my pussy with his fingers, my body didn’t produce an ounce of lubricant. I remained as dry as if a tampon was soaking up my juices as he located my G-spot and didled me with his fingers.
Knowing that I had to at least pretend to be enjoying my situation, I whispered in his ear that I would like it better if he could fuck me with his cock. I forced myself to moan as I faked my orgasm. When he removed his fingers from my hole, I was still bone dry. Not knowing if I was just used up and warn out, or just turned off by this old man, I was proud of myself for not responding.
As Sammy tucked his spent member back in his shorts he looked at Bob and said you need to try some of this pussy. He looked at Roger who he had totally ignored while he used my body and now talked as if I was a piece of meat. So Roger he said, when do I get to use this little cunt. Roger stood his ground and said after you sign the contract. Sammy jokingly suggested that Roger didn’t trust him to which Roger said I already let you sample the product.
Bob had me repeat the same intimate moment as he called it, that Sammy had just sampled. Other than his big belly getting in the way I removed my useless bathing suit and sat on the fat man’s lap so that he could get the same treatment I had given his boss.
When Bob offered my services to Harry, Harry declined saying he would get his later.
These men scared me and I made a mental note to get sloshed before I met these men alone.
Harry sent me for another beer and to my surprise as I closed the refrigerator door; he was standing right behind me. He pushed me across the kitchen table, pulled out his manhood and buried it into my already exposed dry cunt as if it were there for his pleasure. I thought about screaming but when Harry unloaded into my pussy as soon as penetration was complete, I decided that the damage was done. He pulled me to my feet and I joined him at the pool as if nothing more than a handshake had happened.
I was delighted when Sammy said they had to leave until I realized that I was spending the night alone with the man responsible for all of my issues.
Even though it was still early, Roger somehow understood when I said that I was tired and needed to get some rest. As he helped me turn down the bed in my new room, he asked me how I was doing. I said in all honesty, you have no right to do this to me and someday I am going to make you pay. In spite of that, I was actually turned on by two of the three men that fucked me today but those three characters you are planning to send me to really terrify me.
I am begging you to reconsider that move. Roger simply said that there was no way anyone would consider going back on his word with those three and that I would just have to suck it up and deal with them when the time came. He then kissed me on the mouth as he tucked my naked body under the covers and said you were a good girl today. Why don’t you spend Sunday sitting around the pool and get some sun. I will not ask you for anything beyond moving your personal items here in the afternoon.
After sleeping like I didn’t have a care in the world, I tearfully joined John and another of Roger’s friends in a small truck early Sunday afternoon. We went to my apartment and I took as many of my personal things as I could think of. John told me that he had been instructed to trash the rest. When I pleaded that Roger had promised they were going to move everything to storage, John said he was sorry but that was his instructions. He went thru everything I was planning to take and removed some of the conservative outfits, all my under ware and all of the pictures that I had saved since childhood. My few pieces of jewelry he placed in an envelope labeled Roger. I cried all the way back on the return trip as another part of my life was removed.
Placing my few belongings in my new room and crying for what I had lost, I wondered how long it would be before Roger moved me to his bed and took me as his wife. I couldn’t think of anything else he could take from me.
As instructed, I called in sick on Monday and after sending Roger off with another of my gaging blow jobs, I spent the day getting an allover tan by the pool. Tuesday was an exact replica of Monday. I had lots of time to myself and I wasted it by crying over my predicament and thinking of every possible thing I had done to get myself trapped in the hopes that I could somehow undo all this and I even allowed myself to dream about winning my freedom.
On Wednesday morning my dreams were shattered as Roger had a late breakfast and called in sick for the day. He dressed me in the most conservative outfit I had left. Even without under ware, I appeared most presentable for his next task. Roger drove me to four different banks that I had never been to. He never left my side as he had me go into each bank, close out my account and get cashier’s checks from each for a total of almost 5 million dollars. Each bank checked my ID and compared my signature to the one in their file. I knew that Roger had used my signature to set up these accounts, but if discovered, all fingers would point back to me.
Between this and the videos that I had inadvertently allowed Roger to take, I belonged to Roger with no possible hope of escape.
Roger immediately wired the checks to an address in the Cayman Islands where he said the money could never be traced.
When the last one was recorded Roger looked at me and whispered that tonight he would take me as his own. I knew full well what that meant and I cried knowing that Roger was finally going to use me as his whore. Worse yet I knew that while he was ripping me apart tonight I was going to be told to enjoy it. He had me slide over next to him and he affectionately put his arm around my shoulder. As we drove to our next destination he idly pinched my nipple.
When we pulled into an auto dealer’s lot I looked at Roger a little confused. He had me wait in the car as he went in and got the finance manager. They both came out and Roger told me to sign the form. When I asked what for he said little lady now that you aren’t working, you have no need for a car so sign the sales transfer. I obediently signed away another of my freedoms.
Roger went back in the office and came out stuffing the cash from the sale of my car in his pocket. He looked at me and said he had to get rid of it because it would be too easy to trace.
Our next stop was the hair stylist, where Roger came in and told the girl exactly how he wanted my hair done. He had it combed out straight with a little teasing on top. He had them cut six inches off and place three blue ribbons in my hair which he said brought out the natural color of my eyes.
The next stop was the nail salon. He had the girl file and color my nails to match the blue ribbons. He then asked for the only male pedicurist in the place to do my toe nails. The guy innocently placed my feet in the stirrups as my skirt rode up my thighs. I looked at Roger who gave me that look that I knew meant don’t touch the skirt. I just lay in the chair looking down as my pedicurist looked up at me and didn’t even try to hide the fact that he was looking up my skirt at my exposed pussy. It was the longest anyone had ever taken to give me a pedicure but as I walked out of the place I grudgingly had to agree with Roger that no one had been hurt by my exhibit.
The last stop was the hardest as I think we had our first lovers spat. Roger stopped right in front of a tattoo and body piercing shop. I just looked at Roger and said I am not going in there. Without getting out of the car he told me I had no choice. At that moment it occurred to me that last Saturday had been my birthday. I looked at Roger and tried to negotiate. I said I will get whatever piercings or brandings that you want if you will just let me call Richard.
About ready to lose his temper, Roger said that we would never use that name again.
I looked at him and begged. I said that tonight I am going to become your wife. Please let me call him and at least say goodbye. When Roger refused I said last Saturday was my 24th birthday. I gave a blow job, two hand jobs and let three guys fuck me for you. None of them were my husband. Can I just please call him one last time.
Roger looked me straight in the eye and said that my husband was not interested in hearing from me. I had to admit there was some degree of doubt in my mind as Richard had my work number and in the time he was gone, he had never once attempted to reach me. I defiantly said that’s a lie, he will always love me. Roger in a very calm voice said let me give you the facts. As your late husband was moving into his new apartment, he came across three tapes of his wife. Do you need me to tell you what was on those tapes?
Without another word Roger got out and headed for the store. I thought it best to keep quiet and follow him knowing full well that had Richard seen those tapes of me with Roger, I had now been stripped of the only person who would have been willing to help me.
When we got inside the store, the artist came up and removed my blouse without asking my permission. Standing topless in his establishment he pulled out a paper version of what Roger had supposedly picked out for me. It was a small heart with the name ROGER around the heart. He stuck it over my heart on my left tit, stepped back and asked Roger what he thought.
Before Roger could respond I screamed at the top of my lungs NNNNNOOOOOOOOOO.
As I pleaded with Roger that I was only 24 and wouldn’t want something so permanent, Roger responded that he didn’t care. We were now permanent and I want my name on your chest. I pleaded with him to reconsider. I said there is only one thing you can’t take from me but this is the last straw.
Roger demanded to know what that one thing was saying I am not aware of anything I can’t take from you. I cried as I said you can’t have my uterus. With a confused look on his face Roger said what the hell does that mean. I said you can’t take my children. Just as I said it, I realized how dumb that was. Roger just laughed and said I wasn’t going to tell you on your wedding night but you are officially off the pill. I started to say I don’t want children when Roger cut me off and said I owe my brothers a big one for helping me with your husband. They are both incapable of fathering a child and they both want a family. I was going to arrange to impregnate their wives for them but then you came along. I defiantly asked what that had to do with me. Roger told me that I was going to provide the babies for his brothers. Still not getting it, he said my friends and I are going to knock you up and you are going to carry 2 kids for each of my brothers. Since I don’t want kids, you will give them up for adoption the day they are born and you will never see them again. If my brothers want to participate, I will give you to them so that they can deposit their duds in your uterus.
Now I had nothing left to lose. As I was contemplating running half naked out of the store, the artist came back with a suggestion. He said Roger I have known you for a long time. The little lady may have a point. Why don’t you pierce her nipples and place these dangling pendants with your name on them. If in a few months you still want to brand her, we can always do it then.
Roger just smiled as if it made sense and I was trying to tell anyone that would listen that I thought that would be a perfect solution. Before Roger had a chance to agree, the artist said he would be glad to throw in a pussy piercing with matching jewelry.
I looked at Roger and said that I will gladly agree to the nipple posts, but tonight I want to be sore from your penetration not by the soreness from the piercing. Buying all the time I could in the hopes that he would forget I said we could come back next week and I would let this nice man poke holes in my pussy lips.
That at least made everyone happy and the artist proceeded to put holes in both of my nipples. The attached jewelry with Roger’s name was a bit gaudy but under the circumstances I was getting off lucky and I could always remove the jewelry and just wear the posts. We left, both knowing that we would be back for the other piercing and the tattoo. On the way home, Roger had me slide over next to him in the car and he absent mindedly played with my pierced nipple. This time it hurt.
That night Roger pulled out all the stops. He catered the rack of lamb with mint sauce and all the fixings. We had cherries jubilee for desert and we sipped expensive champagne by the pool until I was a bit drunk. Roger carried me along a path of red rose pedals to his bedroom where he sat me on the edge of the bed got down on one knee and said, Emily will you be my wife.
Knowing that because as far as I knew I was still married to Richard and because I didn’t want to get punished I smiled at him and said yes, I will gladly be your wife.
With that he pulled out two boxes. The first was a two carat diamond set in a bed of ½ carat diamonds. I gave him my hand and he placed it on my ring finger as he handed me the second box. In it was the most beautiful baby blue negligee with see thru panties that I had ever seen.
I hugged them to my chest and said give me a minute as I headed for the oversized master bathroom. Half admiring the ring while looking at myself in the full length mirror, with my new all over tan and my hair and perfect make-up and my nipples with the dangling jewelry, I had to admit that Roger was getting a pretty good deal.
I walked slowly out of the bathroom fully prepared for what was to happen to me that night.
Roger was propped on two pillows wearing only a house coat. I climbed in next to him hiding nothing in my see thru nighty as I whispered “my body is all yours, be good to it.”
Roger seductively took my mouth to his and kissed me until I let his tongue into my mouth. As we French kissed, Rogers hands started roaming all over my body as he slowly undressed me. It seemed like forever when he finally gave my sore nipples a break and went to work with his tongue opening my pussy lips. He was pretty quick to bury a finger inside my pussy but he was agonizingly slow at getting to my G-spot. The moment he did I was so worked up, my body released a river of my juices and I came uncontrollably.
After hours of pleasuring me, Roger finally let me suck his cock to hardness and then roll onto my back with my legs spread as I placed the massive head against my opening. Unlike his previous demanding attitude, this time he pushed gently as I got used to his size inside my cunt. By the time our pelvic bones met, I had already climaxed twice. With his hard member pushing hard against my bladder, we worked out a slow and steady rhythm that felt so good. We slowly built up the speed of his strokes inside me until this 230 pound 8" monster of a man was pounding my cunt with all his strength.
Just as I thought he was going to push me right thru the mattress, Roger looked me in the eye and said I’m Cumming. That he did. He dumped what seemed like gallons of cum into my now sore twat. When he was done he just lay on top of me with all his weight and caught his breath. I looked at him and said that was wonderful. In reality it had been better than I had expected.
The fifth man to ever stick his dick in my cunt was now telling me to turn over as he placed a pillow under my hips. This was the moment I had been dreading since I was first used by this man. In his own childish way he was trying to make love to me instead of simply fucking me. He had a lot to learn but I had to admit so far the sex was good.
He started by wetting one finger in my Pussy and sticking the finger into my little brown hole up to the first knuckle. It was very uncomfortable but I managed to let him past the little muscle surrounding my hole. As he stuck it in another two inches, I screamed in pain and asked him if he had ever done this to another woman. He simply said no as he rammed his finger all the way in.
I was really in a lot of pain as my bowels got accustomed to its intruder. Once I stopped yelling Roger removed his finger and started in again, this time with two fingers. It wasn’t any easier as he spread me open until his fingers could push in no further. When I got used to him inside me, my screaming subsided. Roger took this as my being ready to accept his full girth.
He wasn’t quite as gentile this time as he stuck about 8 inches of hard dick into my bum on the first push. I screamed like a banshee but somehow Roger knew that I had to get him inside me now. With one more hard push his pelvic bone crushed my ass cheeks and his cock pushed a few of my organs aside on what felt like its journey up my throat. I screamed in such pain that nothing came out.
To my surprise it only took my body a minute to adjust and when Roger started fucking my ass with his manhood, I was pushing back to maximize the orgasm that was taking over my body. I never realized that a woman could have orgasms from being butt fucked but I mumbled to Roger that I could be taught to like this.
For whatever reason, Roger had incredible staying power. After dumping his second load of hot jism into my second orifice Roger was still bone hard when he pulled out. I immediately attacked his cock with my mouth. I could taste his cum and both of my holes on his shaft but I didn’t care. I wanted his third load in my throat and I wanted it now.
I don’t think either of us slept all night as we fucked in every position we could think of, over and over again. With the first light of day coming thru the window, I fell asleep in Roger’s arms. He was still sound asleep when I woke at 3 that afternoon.
He woke to the smell of the hot coffee on my tray and he smiled at my nakedness. We lay there for a long time before I had the nerve to ask him about Sammy.
Roger said in no uncertain terms you belong to me. I will bed you when I choose but I am not a jealous man. Don’t get me wrong, if I ever found out you were cheating on me, I would have you both killed. On the other hand I will give you or sell you to whoever I please whenever I please. I require like before that you give each of them your best. I will strongly encourage them not to hurt you or to leave permanent marks on your young body but I don’t always have control of that. The negotiations with Sammy are not going well with the main sticking point being how long they get your undivided attention. We are meeting at their attorney’s office tomorrow morning and it will all be worked out then. If I had to guess, you will be sent to their hotel room some time Friday evening. How long you will be there and how long it will take you to get better after they are done is what will be determined at the contract signing in the morning.
I spent my “wedding day” awaiting my fate.………
