Sara held her head in her hands. She couldn’t believe she was going to do this. Struggling to maintain her compsure, she took a deep breath.
“Okay, yeah. I got it. Back to my hometown it is, then” Lucas turned from the table with intent.
“No! Wait! Wait!” Sara cried out, finding her voice. “I’ll do it. I’ll do it. I can’t believe I’m saying this but I’ll do it.”
Lucas turned back around and flashed her his devilish grin. Walking up to her, he reached out and patted her cheek. “As I knew it would be. You’re a smart girl, after all. Top of your class, wildly successful at work and really anything else you put your mind to. I almost wish my goal with you was more cerebral. Almost.”
“Don’t gloat and don’t think for one minute that I want to do this. I think you’re an absolute pig for doing this but I can’t see any other choice.” Tears flooded Sara eyes and she hated the pitful sound in her voice. “Will you tell me something - how do you know these things about me? How did you find me? Why me?”
“I will answer these questions. But that’s it. Then we’ll go over the rules and get started. I’ve waited too long for this to waste time on pointless questions.” Lucas moved his stool back in front of her so it was practically touching her knees. Squeezing himself between the stool and her legs he sat down, pushed his knee between her legs making her already short skirt ride up her legs and placed one of his hands on her bare and exposed right thigh. Looking down at his hand, then up at her, Sara saw on his face that he was already seeing her as his possesion.
“When people tell you that nothing you put on the internet is private, they’re not kidding. Honestly, I don’t even know where I first saw you. On the page of a friend of a friend of a business associate or some such thing. You’re not the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, but there was something about you that caught my eye.” While he was talking, Lucas moved his knee further between her legs and stroked the inside of her naked thigh. “First rule - you keep your knees apart unless I tell you to cross your legs. I will have access to you at all times. Do you understand?”
Sara nodded slowly as his words sunk in.
“Once I saw you, I had all the resources of my company to learn more about you.” Lucas continued. “And I did. Well, my people did and they gave the information to me. After that, once I decided you were the one I wanted, it was just a matter of determining what would appeal to you enough to get you here. Simple.” Lucas was clearly uninterested in this subject. Now he had both hands, palms down on the insides of her thighs, moving her skirt even further up as he went. Sara looked around, mortified that he had his hands nearly all the way up her skirt as she sat in this room… with a half dozen people a mere few feet away. Lucas’s right hand had made it all the way to the edge of her panties and he began to slowly move his finger along the edge, then using his thumb, he put pressure directly on her clit. Sara reflexively squeezed her thighs together in shock.
With a throaty laugh, he leaned over and put his mouth just above her ear. His hands were now pinned between her thighs. Having the opposite effect than Sara intended. He used his index finger to stroke her slit through her panties. “I’m going to give you a break because this is obviously a lot to absorb. But this pussy now belongs to me and if I want to touch it, I’m going to touch it. Public or not. Do you understand?” he asked with the now familar refrain.
“Yes” Sara said in a barely audible whisper.
Lucas sat back on his stool and replaced his knee between her thighs to pry them apart again. “So now you know why and how or enough of why and how. Suffice it to say, something about you is extremely fuckable. A month should be long enough to scratch that itch. Or at least that’s the plan. Are you satisfied with that answer?”
With little enthusiasm, Sara said “I guess I have to be.”
“Well then. Let’s move on shall we?” Lucas backed his stool up, removing his leg and his hands. He watched her pointedly to see if she would close her thighs. Though she started to pull her legs together, she reluctantly stopped. Sara refused to look up at him. “Very good. I knew it wouldn’t take you long to learn. Maybe that’s why smart girls turn me on. Less time explaining things to them, more time fucking.”
“You really like that word.” Sara said with clear disdain.
“I do actually.” Lucas said unapologetically. “Rarely does a word so accurately capture the feel of an act. So yeah, I really like it.” He said as brought his hands together and rubbed them vigourously.
“Okay, enough of this boring talk. Let’s get down to brass tacks.” Seeing the look of horror on Sara’s face, Lucas dropped his hands to his sides and smiled almost playfully. “Oh get that look off your face. There won’t be any actual brass tacks.” He was clearly enjoying himself now. “I told you, I have no desire to cause you physical pain.”
“Just psychological.” Sara hated that she sound petulant but this man scared the hell out of her.
“Well sometimes the sexiest part of a woman is her psyche. Here’s what I know about you, Ms Sara. You are used to being in charge and that’s the way you like it. You take care of yourself, your family, your employees. People listen to you, you’re a leader. You like to be in control.” He paused to wait for her silent, tacit agreement of his assessment. He leaned in to Sara and lowered his voice. “I’m going to take all that control away from you, Sara. Maybe you’ll like it, probably you won’t - but I’m gonna love it. So maybe I am more a sadist than I like to admit.” Lucas stood over her quietly for a moment. “Yeah, definitely a sadist. I am actually loving your face right now. Sulking is a good look for you.”
Picking up a bag sitting on the floor that Sara had not noticed previously, Lucas resumed his business like demeaor. “Here is what’s going to happen now. You going to go into the bathroom and put on this dress. Only this dress. You will put all of the clothng you are wearing now back in this bag and leave it in the bathroom. It will collected and returned to you at the end of the month. Do yourself a favor and don’t come out of that bathroom wearing anything but what’s in this bag. You will regret it.”
Lucas stood and reached his hand out to Sara to help her stand. Staring at him without moving she once again racked her brain for ways to escape this madness.
“Now!” Lucas practially hissed through clinched teeth.
Getting to her feet, Sara realized how weak her legs felt. She stumbled forward and had to take his arm to steady herself. Still suporrting her, Lucas reached down and brushed her hair away from her neck. He leaned into her and took her earlobe between his teeth and sucked. “You are delicious. I can’t wait to get a taste of all of you.” Then he spun her toward the bathroom door and gave her a push. “You can wear the same shoes, you won’t have them on long anyway” he said loudly enough for everyone to hear.
Sara returned from the bathroom wearing a strapless white cotton jersey dress that consisted of an elasticized tube top and a loose skirt that came down mid thigh. As instructed, she wore only what was in the bag and the black pumps she had worn on the plane to Palau. This meant she wore no bra and no panties and in the cold air of the airport she knew her nipples were standing straight out. She didn’t have big breasts, not by conventinal standards. But she knew they were nice - probably her best feature. Apparently Lucas was also of that belief as the dress clearly accentuated them. She might as well have been naked.The perfect way to start this nightmare, Sara thought. She was, after all, now essentially a hooker.
“OMG. That’s even better than I thought it would be.” Lucas said as she walked toward him. “You have the greatest tits” he said as he reached out and cupped one, rubbing his thumb across the material and over her very erect nipple. Struggling not to pull away, Sara let out a quiet whimper.
“Oh god yes. Whimper for me baby.” Lucas’s erection was now very obvious through his linen pants. “We have to get moving. Come on”. He reached around andput his hand on her ass to guide her and as he did so he checked for panty lines “I see you are already better at following directions. I’m proud of you.” he said smuggly
“Fuck you” Sara said with far more defiance than she felt.
Laughing loudly, Lucas smacked her ass as hard as he could given their positions. “Soon kitten, very soon. And to add to your pleasure, you just earned yourself another ass smacking as soon as its more convenient. Now move along”
To Sara’s mortification they were being approached by a man in a business suit who was obviously amused by what he had just witnessed. “So she’s finally here, huh?” the man asked Lucas. Removing his sunglasses he looked Sara up and down with hungry eyes. “Well, I am not disappointed. You do have good taste.” Smiling, Lucas moved his right hand up from her ass and placed it over Sara’s shoulder, casually reaching into the top of her dress to caress her bare breast. Sara gasped audibly.
“Of course I do,Tim. This is Sara and so far she is spectacular.” Lucas said to the man as if he were discussing a car. “Of course, its been a long time since we’ve had a new woman around here so maybe we’re not the best judges.” He said with a shrug and a wink. The men shared a laugh. “Good point, Luke.” Tim said. “But either way, this one looks like a lot of fun.”
“Well we’re on our way to the house now, so I’ll be able to give you a full report soon.” As he said this. Lucas rolled her nipple between his finger and thumb inside her dress. The blood rushed to Sara’s face, and to her absolute mortification, to her pussy.
“Well Sara, its nice to see you in the flesh. And I am looking very forward to seeing more of it.” Tim said as he put his sunglasses back on. “Don’t let me hold you up - you clearly have some urgent business to attend to. Luke, I’d give you a congratulatory hand shake but I wouldn’t want to pull you away from the task at hand.” The man’s enjoyment of the show and pleasure at Sara’s discomfort was obvous in his leecherous smile.
Lucas pulled Sara toward him and around the man. “See you Tim. I think we’ll be ready by Tuesday night.”
“Excellent, I can hardly wait.” Tim replied and walked off giving Sara a final appreciative appraisal as he passed.
“What’s Tuesday night?” Sara asked. Lucas had continued to roll her nipple between his fingers, causing her voice to be strained and choked. At her question, he pinched her nipple tightly. “None of your business young lady. It’ll be a nice surprise for you.” And again, Sara felt a quiver of fear and dread that weakened her knees and caused Lucas to chuckle deep in his throat.
Stepping through the airport door into the heat, Sara’s breath was taken away by the humidity. As they approached a dark limo at the curb, the man who had apparently been assigned to collect her - Ben- stepped out of the front seat and opened the back door. Sara looked at him now with a fresh perspective. Who was this guy? Did he know what was happening to her? Did he care? The closer they got to the car, the more embarrased Sara became.
“After you, my dear” Jacob say as he indicated she should climb in the car. As force of habit, Sara reached around to gather her skirt around her ass as she bent to get in the car. Jacob quickly grabbed her wrist and yanked her hand away, causing her to let go of her short skirt. “Available to me at all times. Did I not make myself clear?” Lucas barked. By holdng her arm behind her while she bent over halfway into the car, Lucas was holding her in a position that clearly exposed both her ass and her pussy to anyone on the sidewalk - including Ben.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please let me get in the car. Please.” Sara begged in a panic as she squirmed to try without success to cover her ass. “I don’t know, the view from here is lovely. You don’t have the world’s greatest ass but it sure looks good at the moment.” and instead of releasing her into the car, Lucas caressed her ass with his left hand as he continued to hold on to her wrist with the other hand. After what felt like forever, he gave her a light smack before he released her with a small shove into the car.
Once in the car, Sara struggled to swallow her embarrasment as she felt the relief of being seculded and no longer on display. There were two large seats, facing one another. Behind the seat that faced backward was a dark glass partition that separated the back area from the driver and passenger seats. Sara sunk into the backward facing seat.
“Sit over there” Lucas said as he entered the car, indicating the other seat. He took the seat she left unoccupied. Knowing that he was going to be on the other side of the car, her heart stopped racing for a moment. She had made it through the humiliation of the airport, and since they would be to the house shortly, her plan could still work The last hour had been mortifiying and terrifying but while there was no way she was getting out of this with her dignity intact, there was still a chance she could end this without having sex with this deviant.
After he got settled, Lucas rapped on the glass behind his head to indicate they were ready to move, then he turned his attention to Sara. Specifically, he stared at her thighs that were neatly pressed together. Without a word, Sara looked away from his meancing gaze and spread her legs apart.
“Nice. But things change when we’re in here. New rules.” Lucas moved toward her until he had significantly closed the gap between them. “Lift your skirt up and put your ass directly on that seat.”
As Sara reluctantly complied, Lucas grabbed a small pillow next to him. “Lean forward” he ordered as he wedged the pillow behind the small of her back. “Now spread your legs. I’m paying good money for that cunt, let me see what I’m getting.” Lucas said as he reached over and unceremoniously pulled her top down around her waist. He grabbed the fabric of her skirt and bunched it up against her hips and then pullled her hands down to rest beside the outside of her thighs.
“OMG, you are beautiful.” He said as he sat back and admired the view. “Spread those legs a little further and scoot toward me on the seat” His erection was now buldging at his pants and Sara no longer held out any hope that she would make it to the house. She could see her reflection in the dark glass above Lucas’s head and humiliation and arousal flooded her in equal parts. What the hell was happening to her?
“Before I lose my mind and fuck the hell out of you right here, I need to tell you the rest of the rules.” Lucas said without removing his gaze from Sara’s pussy. “First one you already know. You belong to me and all the best parts of you need to be accesible to me at all times. When we are in this car you will always ride just like this. I will put my hands on you, or in you, whenever I want… no matter where we are - no questions.” Lucas paused for a moment to let that sink in. “To facilitate this, you will wear what is laid out for you to wear each morning. You will not add anything or omit anything from what you are given to wear. Do you understand?”
Sitting on the leather seat with breasts fully exposed, nipples hard as rocks and her pussy on display, Sara was as vulnerable as she had ever been in her life. All she could do was nod.
“Good. Moving on. I am not interested in what comes out of your mouth, I am interested in what I can put in it. As far as I’m concerned, that mouth is for licking and sucking. However, when you do speak to me there are a few things you need to remember.” Gesturing to her fully exposed breast, Lucas said “You will refer to those as your tits. They are not breasts or boobs. Those words are for ’ladies’ and for the next month you are going to be nothing like a lady. They are tits. When you ask me to suck on your tits - and you will - you will say ‘Lucas, suck on my tits.’ And that juicy piece of snatch between your legs? That’s your cunt. You may sometimes refer to it as your pussy but I prefer cunt. You will never refer to it as your ‘vagina’. Do you understand?”
“Yes”
“Let me hear you say it. Practice for me.”
Confused and horrified by her body’s reaction to this exposed position and light headed from her racing heart Sara stammered “I don’t … I don’t know what you want me to say.”
“Ask me if I like it” Lucas said with that all too familar devious grin as he rubbed his jaw.
“Oh god. Please don’t make…” Sara started to plead but soon realized by the look on his face, she was just going to make it worse. She had agreed to this, she had to follow through or her life was essentially over.
“Do you like my cunt?” she whispered.
“I don’t know, Ms Sara, I need you to show me some more of it. Spread your legs wider.”
When Sara’s legs were as wide as they could go and her cunt was open and fully exposed Jacob grinned wide. “Oh yes, I do like your cunt Sara. I like it a lot. It appears its quite tight, as I had hoped it would be. Do you like it?”
“Um… yes?” Sara said, confused by the question.
“Oh, you don’t know? Tell me you like it, Sara. Tell me what you like to do with your pussy.”
What he wanted was becoming more obvious by the mintue. “I like my pussy, Lucas. I like to fuck with my pussy.”
“Very good. But you can’t always get fucked when you want to, can you? Sometimes you have to fuck yourself, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Sometimes I have to fuck myself.” Sara’s voice was virtually inaudible.
“Show me, Sara. Fuck yourself for me.”
Sara closed her eyes and tried again to pretend this wasn’t happening. And she tried to pretend that her pussy wasn’t wet. Her nipples were hard in the cold air and the road was bumpy and the effect on her naked tits was so pleasurable.
“I said fuck yourself Sara” Jacob ordered gruffly. When she opened her eyes she saw that he had unzipped his pants and taken out his erection, which he stroked idly. “Do as your told or the deal is off.”
Sara slowly moved her hand from beside her thigh and began to rub her clit. She was undeniably aroused and this disgusted her.. and aroused her more. She turned her head to the side and shut her eyes so she wouldn’t have to see herself in the glass. Her face was burning up as she felt the blush bloom across it.
“Ho God, you are really loving this aren’t you. Look at you, you’re dripping wet. If this is the way you’re going to react I may have to put a cover on that seat so you don’t ruin my leather” Jacob said in a cruel and amused voice. “I may have found myself a little whore after all. Tell me how much you like it.”
“I like touching myself.”
“You can do better than that.”
“I like touching my cunt. I like to rub my clit.”
“Clearly.” he smirked. “Pinch your nipples for me.”
While Sara complied, she felt herself getting closer and closer to coming. What is wrong with me? she thought. This is awful and this man is disgusting. As you was right on the edge of an orgasm, her thoughts and her rhythm were interupted by a strange whiring sound. Sara’s eyes flew open as the window between the compartments rolled down. This gave Ben, who was turned around in the passenger seat, a full view of her naked breasts and spread eagle pussy with her hand furiously working her clit. Sara shrieked and made an effort to cover herself.
“Who the hell told you to stop?” Lucas growled as he reached across and yanked her top back down to her waist. “Spread those legs NOW!”
Sara didn’t react. He couldn’t be serious. But all doubts about his intentions were quickly put to rest as he grabbed her knees and pushed them apart.
“What’s up Ben?” Lucas asked over his shoulder while he kept his hand pinning Sara’s knees open and against the seat.
“Wow. Really sorry to interrupt Boss… sort of" Ben said with a leer, though he didn’t sound too apologetic and he certainly didn’t look away. “There appears to be a minor accident up ahead. Do you want us to find an alternate route or wait it out?”
“Let’s wait it out. That’ll give us time to teach our Sara here a lesson she appears to be having a hard time learning. So as practice to do what she’s told, she’s going to give you and Romelio a little show. Better if were stopped in traffic, I wouldn’t want you to run into anything Romelio” Lucas laughed. “Go ahead and flip down your visor mirror.”
The driver eagerly did as he was told and let out a low whistle. Sara was now clearly on display for all three men in the car. “I think you were in the middle of something when we were interrupted, go ahead and pick up where you left off Ms. Sara.” Lucas said in a ridiculously casual voice, as if he was ordering her to sing his favorite song.
“I can’t, please Lucas. Mr. Charles, please. I can’t do this.” The desperation in Sara’s voice lit up Lucas’s eyes.
“You can, and if you don’t want me to have Romelio turn this car back to the airport you WILL do as your told. Now tell the nice gentleman what you were doing.”
Again, there was no choice for her to make. Looking down to avoid their faces, Sara said quitely “I was fucking myself”
Lucas laughed gruffly again “And as you can see, she was really enjoying it. Go ahead Sara, show us how it’s done.”
Sara shuddered as she laid her head back against the seat and slowly reached over to rub her clit. She was still wet and goddamit she was still turned on. If she kept her eyes closed she could pretend they weren’t there. And as she sped up, she unbelievably felt herself again on the edge of coming.
“That’s enough for now boys. Sorry to be selfish but I am the Boss.” And with that Sara heard two groans and the whiring of the glass being rolled back up. She opened her eyes and stopped rubbing herself.
“Good girl, Sara. That was quite a treat for them. Those boys haven’t seen a cunt that pretty and that wet in 6 months. It was a nice show. They’ll be looking forward to more.” Lucas leaned back in his seat and spread his own legs, making his erect cock the clear focus for both of them. “But you haven’t earned the right to come yet, so remove your hand.”
Sara did as she was told and placed both hands to her sides. Anger, desire and humiliation coursed through her body
“Good. We’re going to save that for later. Right now, I’m going give that gorgeous mouth a test drive. Come over here and suck my dick.”
Startled by the gruff order, Sara hesitated. And then because she had no choice and frankly feared what else he would make her do if she didn’t react quickly, she slid off the seat on to her knees and wrapped her hands around Lucas’s cock. “That feels nice. But I told you to put it in your mouth” he growled as he pulled her face into his lap.
“You look so beautiful that way. I’ve wanted to see my dick in your mouth since the first day I set eyes on your picture.” Lucas said while holding her head by her hair so he could get the best view. He pushed down on her head, forcing her take his who erection down her throat. “The next 30 days is going to be even better than I expected.” he groaned.
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As the car came to a stop in front of the house, Sara crawled back to her seat. Before getting up, she leaned sideways against the seat and put her head down on it. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and tried hard to slow her breathing. Her heart was still racing and she was flushed.
Lucas sighed deeply as he sat with his head leaned back and his hands in his lap.
“Unbelievable. Ms. Sara, you are quite a cocksucker. That was definitely in the top 10 of blow jobs I’ve ever had,” He said as he tucked himself back into his pants and zipped them up. “And you know what they say, practice makes perfect. By the end of the month I expect you should find yourself up in the top 5. God, I fucking needed that.”
He reached out with his foot and gently toed at Sara’s thigh. “Didn’t even have to tell you to swallow, now did I? That’s certainly refreshing,” Lucas said as he looked out the window. “Great, we’re home.”
“Enough resting. Jump up there on the seat. It’s time to go inside and fix your financial problems… and let some other folks get a chance to meet you.” Lucas reached down and grabbed her hand to help pull her up to the seat. “Pull your top up. They won’t be able control themselves if you walk in there parading those tits around.” Lucas waited while she followed his direction. “Because we are just getting started, I will reiterate and clarify what I expect once we get out of this car. Are you ready?”
Sitting back on the seat, Sara pulled her dress up over her breasts and pulled the front of her skirt down around her thighs. The relief she felt at having being covered helped to calm her down. Though she wanted to forget about his rules, wanted to defy this asshole, she made sure that she kept her legs spread far enough apart to hopefully apease Lucas.
Lucas leaned over and squeezed her right knee in acknowledgment of her compliance with the first rule. “Apparently our lesson back there in ’traffic’ must have taught you something,” he grinned. “Oh, please tell me that it will take that kind of consequence to get you to learn. Watching you on the edge of coming while rubbing your pussy for three men you don’t know… now THAT was worth the price of admission.”
Sara gasped. “No. No Lucas. I’ll do what you say. I don’t need that.” The thought of what she had done in front of those men shamed her so deeply she felt her whole body go hot and red.
“You’re not helping yourself with that blushing. My dick is twitching back to life just watching you squirm,” Lucas said as he moved his hand from her knee up her thigh. “I’m going to tell you what happens from here and what I expect of you. Are you ready to listen?” he asked.
Sara tried to answer but Lucas had moved his hand all the way up her skirt and was once again stroking her slit. She was still wet from masturbating and, though she hated to admit it, from having his cock in her mouth. She started to open her mouth to tell him she was ready to listen, and as she did he slid a finger into her wet cunt. “I’m… ohhhh, God… ahhhh,” Sara moaned before she could stop herself.
Lucas grinned even larger as he slowly pulled his finger out of her pussy. “What was that Sara? Was that a yes?” he said with great amusement. “I’ll take that as a yes.” With just a moments hesitation he slid two fingers back into her incredibly tight cunt. Sara’s eyes closed and her back arched. Stopping his movement, just leaving his fingers where they were, Lucas reached up and gently smacked her cheek with his other hand “Pay attention Sara. This is important”
Sara sat stock still “I’m sorry. I’m paying attention. I am,” Sara said, as she tried with all her might to ignore the sensation of his fingers inside her. “This isn’t right,“she thought “I won’t let him make me come. I won’t.” Sara used all of her concentration to look directly into Lucas’s eyes. “Go ahead,” she said through her teeth. “I’m all ears”
“Oh no, kitten. You feel like all hot, tight wet pussy to me,” and withdrew his fingers halfway while putting his thumb on her clit. He started moving it in a slow circle. “But since you said you’re ready, here we go.” He kept up the gentle motion and Sara shuddered. But she kept her eyes on his face. He chuckled. “We’re going to get out of the car and you will thank both Ben and Romelio for the transportation and the lesson.” Lucas waited while her face reflected her shame. “In the house, we will go directly to my office. The rules in office are just like in this car. I am about to go in there and transfer what is whole lot of money into your accounts. I expect to be able to see all of what I’m getting for that money. Do you understand?”
Sara concentrated hard on his mouth while she tried to maintain her composure. She knew that she was 2 circles away from coming and she wanted that so badly she could cry. There was no way she could stop it. “I do,” she said with what little breath she could manage. Abruptly Lucas withdrew his fingers and pulled his hand from out of her skirt. He gave her that cruel, cold smile as he wiped his wet fingers on her skirt.
“Well, as long as you’re ready, let’s go.” Lucas once again rapped on the glass behind his head. Within moments the limo door to her left opened. Lucas gracefully exited out the door, then turned around to help her out of the car. The first thing Sara saw as she stood was the grinning faces on Ben and Romelio as they stood behind the open door. Sara averted her eyes and ducked her head. She didn’t believe she could be more embarrassed, but she’d been wrong.
“Ms. Sara, don’t you have something to say to these gentlemen?” Lucas ask as he reached down and grabbed her chin, forcing it up so she was looking at both men.
“Thank you for the ride,” Sara said. A phrase that caused all three men to laugh out loud.
“Dammit Boss, I really wish I could have had a ride,” Ben said.
“Oh yeah, I’m gonna need to ride something after that performance,” Romelio, the driver, said with a heavy accent Sara didn’t recognize.
“What else Sara?” Lucas prodded.
“Thank you for the lesson,” Sara said quietly.
“What did she say?” Ben asked, with fake confusion.
“You’ll have to forgive her Ben. Ms. Sara has recently had something quite large stuck in her throat,” Lucas cracked. “Louder, Ms. Sara,” Lucas ordered. “And be more specific”
Sara tried to swallow but found her mouth dry. “Thank you for teaching me the consequences of not doing what I am told,” she said in a surprisingly strong voice.
“Well, I think I speak for both of us when I say I hope you didn’t learn that lesson too well, Ms Sara,” Ben said as he shut the door. “Boss - we’re available anytime you need any help with ’lessons’.”
“I think they’ll probably be a few volunteers for that role, but Sara will always remember the first guys who watched her fondle her cunt in a limo, I can promise you that,” Lucas said as he pushed her past the men, giving the driver a pat on the shoulder as he passed. “Way to keep it on the road Romelio - that must have taken some skill.”
Sara decided to focus on walking steadily to the house and ignoring the laughs behind her. The “house” was more of a hacienda. The large, single story building was surrounded by beautiful tropical gardens, crowned by towering palm trees. It was a beautiful house, tasteful in its appearance with its architecture and colors complementing the surroundings impeccably. Sara took a moment to admire the whole scene. This was not what she had expected. That seemed to be a theme of the day.
Though she couldn’t see the water, it was obvious that the house sat on the ocean. Sara could hear the tide and smell the salt water. The sun was dipping behind the house and Sara was sure it would be down in less than a half an hour. Under any other circumstances she would be excited to watch the sunset.
“Beautiful isn’t it?” Lucas asked. “I think you will find this is an excellent place to relax and enjoy your ‘internship’. You know, people pay a lot of money to visit a South Pacific Island and stay in a place this nice? You’re really getting quite a deal,” Lucas teased.
Sara whipped her head around to face him. “A deal? Are you fucking serious?”
“You know I am FUCKING serious doll. And the more you give me that attitude the more seriously I am going to fuck you. Keep it up,” Lucas said as he pushed her toward the door.
As they walked up to the door, it was opened by yet another man. “Evening Boss, everything going as you wished?” said the man beside the door.
“Better actually, Josh,” Lucas replied. “This one’s got attitude, looks and she’s kind of slut to boot. The trifecta!”
“Excellent,” Josh said as he gave Lucas a high-five. “I assume we won’t be seeing you the rest of the evening?” he said as he closed the door behind him.
“I sure as hell hope not,” Lucas said as he stuck his hand up the back of Sara’s skirt and stroked her bare ass. “I think Sara’s going to need to blow off some steam before she meets the rest of the crew. We’re headed to the office. Have James put some dinner in Sara’s room in about a half an hour. I’ll talk to you in the morning.” Lucas and Josh shook hands and Josh turned to go.
“Come on Boss, just a peek?” he said instead of walking away.
Lucas made that low mean chuckling noise Sara was starting to understand meant something she was going to hate was about to happen. “You always were a ’tits man’, weren’t ya?” Lucas said with a laugh. He turned to Sara, “Ms. Sara, my friend Josh would like to see your tits. Unless I say otherwise, you should treat what my friend Josh wants as if what he wants is what I want. Do you understand?”
It took Sara only a moment to understand. She nodded slowly
“Then by all means girl, show him those gorgeous tits,” Lucas said.
Sara reached up to her top and pulled it down over her swollen breasts. The material brushed across her erect nipples, causing them to ache more than they already were.
“Oh yeah. Fuck. Those are awesome. Not too big, not too small, nice and perky - oh man,” Josh said as he stared at her. “Fuck Boss, look at those nipples? She could cut glass with those,” he laughed as he rubbed his dick through his pants. “Are you sure there’s no touching?”
“Sorry Josh, not yet. You’ll have to wait your turn.” Lucas grinned as reached out and caressed Sara’s breasts. “Me first. See you tomorrow.”
“Its good to be the boss, huh?” Josh said as he watched Lucas and Sara walk down the hall.
“You know it,” Lucas said without turning around. He flipped Sara’s skirt up to show Josh her ass as they walked away.
Sara’s top was still around her waist, but she tried to pretend as if they were just walking through the house to talk business in this man’s “office”. That would be a lot easier if her breasts weren’t feeling so heavy and bouncing sensually due to the high heels she still wore.
At the end of the hall, Lucas gestured to large double doors made of teak. “Through there Ms. Sara,” he said as he opened the door and stepped aside to let her to pass through. “Are you excited about paying off your debt?” Ben mocked as he pinched her right nipple.
“Fuck you,” Sara said for the second time that day. She wasn’t sure what was worse, the degradation and exhibitionism he was forcing on her, or his constant amusement at her discomfort. Sara was going to relish refusing him as soon as he hit the send button on her debt.
“Yeah, I’m having a hard time waiting too, kitten. But we’ll get there soon, I promise.” Lucas grabbed her arm and directed her to a leather couch that was directly in front of a large desk made of dark wood. The entire room was wood in one form or another. The teak floor was covered in beautiful rugs. Behind the desk were two large and fully stocked book shelves. Between the two bookshelves, a large cabinet hung on the wall. To her right, the entire western wall was made of glass. Through the glass Sara took in the gorgeous view of the Pacific. Sara begrudgingly admired the style, it was actually very classy- something she wasn’t expecting from this pig of a man.
“Do you like what you see?” Lucas asked.
“It’s beautiful,” Sara answered honestly.
Lucas put a hand on the outside of each one of her bare breasts and gently rubbed her nipples with his thumbs as he leaned down and put his mouth against her neck right over her jugular vein. “I have excellent taste, Ms Sara,” he said into her neck. As Sara struggled not to throw her head back to expose her neck more, Ben pulled away and pushed her down on the couch.
“Ass on the leather, Sara. And I know you know what to do with those legs now, don’t ya?” Lucas said over his shoulder as he headed to the desk. Sara stood slightly and pulled her skirt out from under her, putting her ass against the cold brown leather. She spread her legs apart a few inches and put her feet flat on the ground. Lucas didn’t look up as the computer on his desk made noise indicating he was booting it up. He turned from the computer and opened the large cabinet on the wall behind the desk. In the cabinet was a huge flat screen TV. Sara could tell by the image that it was currently showing his computer’s desktop.
Lucas turned back toward the desk, glancing out at her as he started to sit in the chair behind the desk. “SPREAD YOUR LEGS!” he shouted. Sara jumped, startled by his voice and his anger. She immediately moved her legs apart as far as she could.
“I am not going to keep fucking telling you this Sara. I want to see that wet pussy of yours whenever you are seated with me. Move your skirt!” he ordered, still obviously angry. “You know what? Fuck this. Stand up!” he growled as he came around the table toward her. He reached out and grabbed he by the upper arm and pulled her to her feet.
“I’m sorry Lucas. I’m sorry. I just… I’m trying.” Sara was once again scared of this maniac
“Trying isn’t good enough babe. Trust me, you keep defying me by acting stupid and you will regret it,” Lucas said through gritted teeth. He grabbed the top of Sara’s dress and yanked the whole thing to the ground. “Step out of it,” he ordered. Sara complied without hesitation. “Now sit and spread, you little whore,” Lucas spat as he pushed her back onto the couch.
Sara seethed. She really couldn’t wait to see his face when after he paid off her debts she refused to obey him. This “you’ll regret it” shit was getting tired. How much longer did he think he could threaten her once her debts were paid? It was as if the guy’s brain was so strangled up by this control fascination that he wasn’t seeing the huge flaw in his plan. Sara smiled slightly as she thought about how good it would feel to best him.
But the debt remained for the moment. Sara complied with Lucas’s order and spread her legs as wide as she could. She placed her hands next to the outside of her thighs, leaned her head back against the top of the couch and took several deep breathes. When she opened her eyes, Lucas was leaning against the front of his desk taking her all in.
“That wasn’t so hard now was it? Do NOT move from that position until I tell you. Do you understand?”
“I do,” Sara said with a confidence she didn’t actually feel.
Lucas walked around to the other side of his desk and sat in front of his computer. He grabbed the keyboard and, and as Sara watched on the TV monitor on the wall, with a few keystrokes brought up three webpages - her student loan, her parent’s mortgage company and her brother’s. “I assume you know enough to recognize these accounts?” Lucas asked.
“Yes, I do,” Sara answered.
“Then you will watch closely.” Lucas deftly made the necessary moves to transfer money in the amount of the outstanding balances on all three. It was over in less than 10 minutes. Her student loans were paid off. Her parents and brother’s houses not just out of foreclosure - paid off. No more worrying about all of her family’s problems. It was almost worth it.
“There you are. Are you satisfied, Ms. Sara?”
Lucas asked and then he laughed out loud. “Of course I mean are you financially satisfied. I know you’re not sexually satisfied… and you won’t be until I say so”
The grin on his face was so self-congratulatory it infuriated Sara. She sat here naked on this couch flustered, confused and angry and there he stood in front of her so smug and cocky. “Yes” Sara hissed. She stood up from the couch and grabbed her dress frm the floor and quickly pulled it up over her body. “Thanks for your help. I’d like to tell you it’s been nice but… fuck you. I’ll be going now.”
Sara turned and strode toward the door as fast as her heels would allow, fully expecting and fearing Lucas would grab her and drag her back. Feet from the door, a voice came out of the TV monitor.
“Do you like my cunt?” Sara heard her own voice ask. “I like my pussy, Lucas. I like to fuck with my pussy.”
Sara stopped and turned toward the monitor. There on the 60 inch screen she watched with utter horror as she heard herself say “Sometimes I have to fuck myself,” and then the Sara on the screen, who was spread wide open, began to vigorously rub her clit. Sara put her hands to her face, covering her eyes.
“You didn’t really think I was that stupid did you, Ms. Sara?” Lucas calmly asked. If she thought he sounded smug before, the pleasure and gloating in his voice now was utterly intolerable. “You can open your eyes now, Sara.”
As Sara uncovered her eyes the screen on the monitor changed back to a webpage. This webpage however was her email inbox. Lucas clicked on the address book icon opening the file. “I hoped you would honor our deal but I didn’t get rich by trusting people. So now I have a little insurance. You stay for the month, you honor your part of our agreement or all these people,” Lucas used the mouse to indicate her email contacts “will know what a slut you are. I’ll email everyone on this list this video… which doesn’t stop here by the way” Lucas clicked back over to the video. As he hit play, Sara saw herself crawl to the floor of the car and take Lucas cock in her mouth.
“Stop it! You can stop it,” Sara cried and looked away.
“That’s not all. I’ll post it to Youtube and amateur porn sites and anywhere else that will give it wide exposure. No pun intended,” Lucas smirked as he again pushed play on the video. This time the camera was obviously on the dashboard of the limo and Sara got a perfect view of herself telling three men that she liked to fuck herself, as she rubbed her clit and pinched her nipples.
“Oh my god. Oh god.” Sara stumbled backward as she reflexively tried to get away from the video.
Lucas stopped the video on a frame that had panned in enough to get a great shot of Sara’s dripping pussy along with her head thrown back in what clearly was intense pleasure. “I would actually have been disappointed if you hadn’t tried something like this. Smart girls often think they’re smarter than everyone else.” Lucas walked slowly toward her.
Sara couldn’t handle it anymore. Tears flowed down her cheeks and she realized she was truly stuck. There never was a loophole.
As Lucas reached her, and as if to comfort her he pulled her against him. Sara could feel his erection rubbing against her lower stomach. He was fiercely aroused. “You are mine for 30 days, Ms. Sara. You are mine and I will do with you what I wish. When I told you, you would regret it if you denied me what is mine, I meant it. Don’t fight with me. I will fuck you, then I will ruin you.” Lucas rubbed himself against her as he spoke just above a whisper. “Now…do you understand?”
Sara swallowed a sob. “Yes, Mr. Charles. Now I understand.”
The room was gorgeous. Though Sara was numb with the shock of what had just happened in Lucas’s office, she couldn’t help but appreciate the space. It wasn’t an overly large room and the decor was simple but very soothing. She noted, with some small degree of pleasure, that there were large glass doors that led directly to an infinity pool. Beyond the pool was the ocean. The sun was just dipping into the ocean bathing the room in oranges and pinks.
“Welcome to your home for the month, Ms Sara,” Lucas said as he stood behind her in the doorway. “I trust it is to your liking?”
Sara was defeated. She wanted to rage, to yell at him, to hit him, to tell him how much she hated him… but she couldn’t even work up the energy. There really was no way out of this nightmare. In a voice that clearly communicated this Sara said, “It’s a lovely cell. Nicest one I’ve ever been in.”
Sara was still standing just inside the door. Lucas gently placed his finger in the middle of her back and pushed her forward. “No point in just standing there. And truly no point in acting so dejected. If you think its going to change anything about our arrangement, or even that I care, you are sadly mistaken,” Lucas said. “I win, you lose. Get over it.”
The queen size bed was a four poster with mosquito netting that was rolled up and pinned. It was positioned so that it was looking out the glass doors. At the foot of the bed was a large, plush bench. There were two doors to the left. And in the corner, two chairs on either side of low round table. An armoire took up the whole wall to the right. Sara walked in and stood in the middle of the room, not knowing what to do next.
“I am not the butler, but here’s what you need to know,” Lucas said. Pointing toward the doors on her left, “One of those leads to a bathroom, the other to a closet. There’s a television inside the armory, as well as a number of books picked based on your likes.” He strolled over and opened one of the glass doors leading outside; sliding it until it disappeared. Just outside the door, Sara noticed a table set with what she assumed was the dinner Lucas had ordered.
“Sit down,” he ordered as he pointed to the bench at the end of the bed. Sara, completely emotionally exhausted, complied without any resistance. Almost unconsciously, she flipped up her skirt so she was sitting bare assed on the bench, and kept her legs about a foot apart.
“Nice to see the attitude adjustment Sara. We have quite an evening ahead of us and I’d hate to have to keep teaching you the basics.” Lucas went to what Sara assumed was the closet and brought out a small stool. He placed it about 3 feet in front of her and sat down facing her.
“I know you’re tired so I am going to tell you just a few things you will definitely need to know. Then you will eat dinner, take a shower, and then get ready for our evening. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she mumbled.
Lucas laughed. “You’re almost making me miss the Sara of an hour ago. Stop acting like Eyeore.”
“Yes sir,” Sara said in her best pissed off voice.
“That’s better. Now pay attention,” he said. “This room is equipped with cameras. I trust that you now understand the quality and sophistication of the video services to which I have access?” Lucas teased. “The bathroom, closet and patio are all wired. Essentially, ever room in this house is on camera. In other words, I can see you no matter where you go. Here’s what that means to you this evening. You are not to touch your body in any stimulating way. If you do, I will know. That orgasm that is stuck between your thighs will only happen when I let it happen. Do you understand?”
Sara took a deep breath narrowed her eyes and nodded, “Yeah, you’ve said that. I got it.”
“Watch it or I’ll put something in that smart mouth,” Lucas growled. “Eat your dinner, take your shower. When you get out of the shower there will be clothes for you to put on,” he said as he gestured to the bench “They will be laying here on the bench. This is where you find your clothes every morning, by the way. Don’t bother drying your hair. I will be back to get you in about an hour.”
Sara nodded as Lucas stood to leave. “And Sara,” he said as he moved to the door, “don’t forget what I said. I can smell your wet cunt from all the way over here. Don’t you dare touch that. It’s mine.” And with a grin he walked out and shut the door.
As the door shut behind her, she laid back on the bed. When did she land on this island? Had it really only been 3 hours? In that short time she had lost her freewill and her dignity. She was more ashamed of herself and her body than she had ever been in her life. Putting her arm over her eyes she fought the tears. What good would that do? Besides, if he knew she was crying, he’d probably like it and after all… he could see everything.
No, she wouldn’t let him see her cry. He could try his best but she was stronger than he thought. Sara couldn’t let herself think of what might happen over the next 30 days. She had to focus on one hour at a time or she’d never make it. She sat up and smoothed her skirt down. “I can do this,” she thought. “First I will eat, then I will shower.” She wouldn’t think about what came after that. One step at a time.
Though Sara’s stomach was in knots, she forced herself to eat the salad and fruit that was laid out for her. Honestly, it was exactly what she needed and really was her favorite dinner. Surprisingly, after she had eaten it all she felt much better. The night was beautiful and the temperature was perfect. And she was completely clothed and not being pinched, smacked or penetrated - what more could she ask for?
Stepping into the bathroom, Sara reluctantly removed her dress. Knowing there were cameras everyway made her incredibly uncomfortable but given what she had just experienced, someone seeing her naked body on a monitor barely phased her. She got into the large shower and let the hot water pour over her head. She was scared to grab the soap and wash her body. Her nipples ached, but that was nothing compared to the sensation in her lower stomach. She had never felt anything like it. She NEEDED to come. It almost hurt. The orgasm she hadn’t had burned and ached in her cunt. He had told her not to touch herself and she had no doubt he meant it. There was no way around it.
Sara washed her hair and face and avoided touching the rest of her body. The hot water burned her skin and refreshed her spirit. By the time she stepped out of the shower she was almost feeling good. She sat down in front of the mirror and combed out her hair. “You can do this Sara,” she told herself. “Just don’t think about it. A man is a man is a man. Put it out of your mind. Think about puppies.” Despite herself she smiled.
After carefully drying off, mostly letting her body air dry so she wouldn’t violate the rules on touching, she went back to her bedroom to get dressed. She had avoided thinking about what might be on that bench; what type of awful outfit she might be being forced to wear for the final consummation of this agreement. Sara was more than a little surprised to find a simple black tank style top and matching cotton panties. The top was only a half top, or less, but at least it covered her breasts. What was this all about?
Sara was resigned to the fact that she was going to have to have sex with Lucas. If she was being honest, she not only accepted it, she need it. Her whole body was tingling and hot with the denied release. The sooner they got this over with the better. Not knowing what else to do, she sat down in one of the upholstered chairs in the corner with the robe in her lap. She would just shut her eyes and wait for whatever came next.…………
She awoke with a tightening in her belly and heat flooding between her thighs. Disoriented, her eyes slammed open to see Lucas leaning over her and stroking her nipples through the black top. “Sleeping on the job, Ms. Sara? If I didn’t know better I would say you were trying to get fired,” Lucas joked. “Hope it was a power nap, you’re going to need your strength. Now get up, we’re running late.”
Sara wrapped her robe around her and got to her feet. “We’re going somewhere? Shouldn’t I put on some shoes?” she asked.
“Seems like maybe during your nap, you forgot some things. If I wanted you to wear shoes, you would have had shoes,” Lucas said. “Besides, what makes you think we’re going out?”
“You said we were late,” Sara said in a way to indicate it was purely logical.
“Oh, that,” Lucas laughed. “Well, we are running late. Let’s go.” He put his hand in the middle of her back to propel her forward.
They didn’t go far, but the room they walked into was very different from her room. It was larger than her room but it was very darkly decorated. There were no windows, or if there were they were covered by drapes. The room contained a king size bed, an armoire and a large, straight backed chair made of heavy wood that sat at the foot of the bed. The chair faced a wall that was one long mirror. A shiny chrome bar ran the length of the mirrored wall at about the height of Sara’s waist. The room was chilly and Sara shuddered.
“I didn’t take you for a ballet dancer,” She said snidely to Lucas in reference to the mirror and bar.
“Yeah, well you don’t know anything about me, so shut the fuck up,” Lucas growled as he grabbed her face and squeezed her chin. “I told you that smart mouth was going to be a problem. I would have thought you’d want to keep it shut after the workout it got earlier. Apparently you didn’t get enough.”
The squeezing didn’t hurt but it made her flush with anger.
He let go of her face and walked to the armoire. Rather than containing clothes, it was a wine cabinet. Lucas selected a bottle of wine and opened it, pouring two glasses. “A toast, Ms. Sara,” he offered. “To your parents for making such a fuckable daughter,” Lucas laughed as he clinked their glasses. “Here’s to them.”
“I’m sure they would be touched,” Sara said quietly, afraid of making him angry again. Hoping it would take the edge off this experience, she tossed back the drink.
“We’ll as long as you do everything… and I mean everything … you’re told, they won’t ever hear that toast. A shame really. I’m going to have to find someone to share my videos with,” Lucas smirked as he topped off her glass. “Take off your robe. Put it on the bed over there, but bring me the belt.”
Sara looked up at him with a startled look. When he just showed her his awful, cold grin she turned up the glass and drained it. This elicited a deep slow laugh from Lucas. “Slow down, kitten. Passing out won’t get you out of your part of the deal.”
Sara walked over to the bed and removed her robe, pulling the belt out as she did. She brought the belt back and reluctantly handed it to Lucas. “Thank you,” he said as he took it. He dropped it over the back of the straight backed chair, then setting his drink down on the seat he began to unbutton his shirt. “Come closer, Sara.”
Surprised by the intimate setting and his hospitality with the wine, Sara thought to herself that maybe this would be fine. She would just pretend she had met this guy at the club. Her head was already a little fuzzy from the wine. It wouldn’t be all that hard to pretend this was a one night stand. Keeping this fantasy in mind she walked toward him with trepidation.
Lucas placed his hands around her waist as he leaned down to speak into her ear. “I am going to fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked before,” he whispered. “And you’re going to beg me to do it.” Sara had put her hands on his chest unconsciously. She told herself it was to keep him from getting too close to her. The heat that coursed through her was embarrassment, not desire.
Still holding her around the waist, Lucas sat down on the out of place chair. From his seated position he leaned in and nipped at her strong flat stomach. After two or three bites and licks - enough to cause Sara’s legs to begin to shake - Lucas grabbed her hips and spun her around until she was facing the mirror. He roughly pulled her down onto the chair between his legs. His erection pushed into her back as he pulled her toward him until her back was against his chest. He ran his hands down her upper arms, then continued down them until he was holding her wrists while he bit down and sucked on her neck. Sara’s whole body was tense and expectant. “Oh god that feels good,” she thought. “Just go with it.” And she let the warmth from the wine course through her blood.
Lucas pulled both of her arms behind her, all the way around him. “Grab the chair posts,” he ordered. She did as she was told, mostly because he immediately went back to working on her neck with his mouth. She grabbed ahold of the posts as he reached back around her and caressed her stomach with his hands “Don’t let go of those posts, Ms. Sara. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” she said and laid her head further back. As she relaxed and enjoyed the slow strokes he was making up and down her stomach. She was so far into her fantasy that this was something in which she was willingly participating that she didn’t hear the door until it was being shut.
“Ah Ty, so glad you could join us,” Lucas said to the tall black-haired woman who had walked in to the room and shut the door. “I was afraid we might have to start without you.”
“Oh Luke, you know I wouldn’t have missed this. I just heard you were running a little behind,” the woman said as she strolled into the room, not taking her eyes off of Sara. “I’m happy to see you saved the best part for me.”
Sara was startled and confused and started to let go of the posts of the chair in order to stand up. “Where do you think you’re going, Ms. Sara?” Lucas snapped as he grabbed Sara’s wrists and pinned them to the posts of the chair.
“Ty, Sara here is still having some problems with listening, do me a favor and make sure she keeps her hands where they belong.”
“Of course Luke, anything for you,” the woman said in a sexy, teasing voice.
As she walked around the back of the chair, Sara realized what she was doing. “You said you wouldn’t tie me up!” Sara exclaimed.
“You said you would do as you were told. You don’t hold up your end, I don’t hold up mine,” Lucas said matter of fact as the woman wrapped the robe belt around Sara’s hands and tied each one to a post of the chair. Sara was left sitting between Lucas’s legs with her arms pulled back and restrained around him so her breasts were jutting out and her back was arched.
The woman leaned down and kissed Lucas on the mouth. “Happy Birthday Ty,” he said. “Do you like your present? I had it wrapped just the way you like,” Lucas chuckled.
Ty came around to stand in front of Lucas and Sara and looked at Sara with a critical eye. “I couldn’t be happier Luke,” the woman purred as she smiled at him. “I am a lucky, lucky girl to have you as a friend.”
“Well, its the least I could do for you and Mike. He had to be out of town on your birthday, which was my fault of course. He said this was the best present I could give you to make it up to you. Besides, we needed to make sure Ms. Sara had a proper welcome to Palau,” Lucas said.
“What are you doing Lucas? What are you doing?” Sara said in a panic. “I don’t want to … I don’t do this… please!” She wiggled and struggled in her seat trying to get away.
Lucas laughed cruely in her ear, “Whenever, wherever and with whomever I say, Sara. I know you were listening. Now be a good girl and let’s give Ty a birthday to remember.”
As it became completely clear to Sara what was about to happen, Ty moved onto her knees on the floor in front of Sara. In the mirror in front of her, Sara could see herself over Ty’s head. The look of fear and loathing on her face was clear. “Please Lucas. I just don’t really do this, I can’t…”
“Oh, I think you do,” he teased. “You definitely do.”
“Ty, I’m going to fuck Sara this evening. I’m going to fuck her extremely hard. Would you do me the favor of making sure she’s ready for me?” Lucas asked the woman between Sara’s knees.
“I haven’t tasted pussy since we came to this damn island. I’m going to get her ready for you alright Luke, but I can’t promise it’ll be quick. I wanna enjoy this,” Ty answered with deep lust in her voice. “Who knows when I’ll get it again?”
“Take whatever time you need. But she’ll be here for 30 days so no need to despair. I’m sure we can find some time for the two of you to spend together,” Lucas said. “But for now, shall I unwrapped her for you?”
“Oh please,” Ty moaned.
Lucas reached up from Sara’s stomach and pulled her tank top above her breasts. The top was so tight it squeezed her already swollen tits and made them jut out even further. Ty moaned again and moved further in between Sara’s legs.
“Sara, ask Ty to suck on your nipples,” Lucas said in a husky voice.
“Please Lucas,” Sara sobbed. “Please don’t do this.”
“NOW!” he hissed in her ear. “Ask her to suck on those gorgeous tits.”
“Suck on my nipples,” Sara said in a shaky voice.
Ty reached out and grabbed both of Sara’s nipples and squeezed them hard. “Ask me nicely,” she commanded softly.
“Please suck on my nipples,” Sara said, though the sensation Ty was causing was taking her breath away.
“That’s better,” Ty whispered as she twisted and pulled on Sara’s tits. “These are so nice and firm, but I love the way they shake when I pull on them.” Ty leaned in and took Sara’s right nipple between her teeth and gently sucked, while she continued to pull on the left one, shaking Sara’s breast vigorously.
Sara couldn’t breath. Lucas said in her ear, “I bet you’re loving this aren’t you Sara. I bet your cunt is a sopping wet mess. Is it?” Sara tried to shake her head no. She didn’t want this. She wasn’t attracted to women, it wasn’t her thing. This was all wrong.
“No?” Lucas mocked. “Your cunt isn’t dripping right now? Maybe I should check,” he said as he moved his hand from her stomach and reached his hand inside the top of her black panties. Sara was so wet that her panties were already soaked through. Lucas ran his index finger down the side of her clit and slid it into her tight hole. “Oh, you little liar,” he whispered. Sara tried not to, but she moaned as he moved his finger in and out of her wet cunt. Ty continued the assault on her nipple as she began to suck the whole thing into her mouth as she massaged and squeezed Sara’s swollen tits.
Lucas withdrew his hand from her panties and brought it up to rub her juices all over her left nipple.
“Ty, I’ve got something nice for you. Come here sweetheart,” Lucas said as he squeezed Sara’s left breast to make the wet nipple more prominent still.
Ty reached over and licked the nipple and groaned. “Oh fuck, Luke, oh fuck. That tastes so good…um,” her voice choked out as she licked and sucked on Sara’s nipple until Sara wanted to scream. In the mirror she could she herself being worked over by both Ty and Lucas and the sight almost made her come.
Lucas had removed his erection from his pants and was now pulling Sara up and down against it, grinding against her. “Tell Ty you want her to lick your clit. Tell her you want her to fuck you with her tongue,” he said in her ear as her rubbed himself against her ass.
“Oh god.. please…” Sara knew she couldn’t stop this, but she could barely speak. Lucas pinched her right nipple tightly. “Please lick my clit,” she moaned. “I want you to fuck me with your tongue.”
Ty moved away from Sara’s tits and looked up at Lucas. “Take care of these for me, won’t you?” she teased as he took over the pinching and massaging of Sara’s tits.
Lucas leaned back and pulled Sara back toward him even further; scooting her ass out toward the edge of the chair until he was effectively holding her on the chair by her breasts.
“How’s that Ty?” he asked.
“Perfect,” she replied as she leaned in and began sucking on the inside of Sara’s left thigh. “Oh god, her pussy smells so godamn good. How could I go so long without this?”
As Ty sucked on Sara’s thigh, she began pulling off Sara’s panties. “Holy shit, she is dripping wet!” She exclaimed as she looked up at Sara from in between her thighs. “What is it you want me to do Sara?” Ty asked as she reached up under Sara and grabbed one ass cheek in each hand and pulling her forward to open up Sara’s pussy to her all the way.
Lucas sucked on Sara’s neck and rubbed his cock against the crack of her ass. “Tell her Sara,” he said “and do it loudly.”
“Please lick my cunt,” Sara said loudly. “Please fuck me with your …oh god… oh god.”
Ty had taken one of Sara’s swollen pussy lips into her mouth and was sucking on it. Between nibbles on Sara’s lips, Ty licked Sara’s slit, lapping up the wetness that was flooding her cunt.
“Look in the mirror Sara,” Lucas said. “Look at you getting eaten out by a woman, you little slut. And you’re loving it. I bet your cunt is the wettest its ever been.”
Lucas released her right nipple and reached down around his cock and up under Sara’s ass. “Is that tight pussy ready for me yet Sara?” he asked as he sunk two fingers deep into her cunt. “Are you ready to be fucked hard yet?”
While Lucas fucked her with his fingers, Ty pulled Sara’s swollen clit into her mouth and sucked on it hard. Sara moaned loudly, “Oh god… oh don’t… oh fuck… Please Lucas, I’m going to come.”
Lucas chuckled that cruel laugh. “Okay Ms. Sara, go ahead and come for me. Go on, you little slut. Come with your clit in her mouth and my fingers up your cunt. You love it don’t you?”
Sara couldn’t answer because her body was wracked by the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. She felt her pussy walls contracting around Lucas’s hand and her juices poured onto Ty’s tongue.
“Oh, you are a dirty girl aren’t you?” Lucas spat in her ear as the orgasm contiued to ripple through her. “Now you’re gonna ride my cock until I come up in you,” he said as he lifted her ass up and pulled her back up against his cock.
Ty leaned back on her heels and smirked. “How’s that Luke? You think she’s ready for you?”
“Oh she’s ready alright. You staying for the show?” Lucas asked.
“Oh yeah. Who knows? You might need some more help,” Ty grinned as she walked around and pulled Sara’s hands free.
Lucas pushed Sara off his lap, spun her around and then yanked her toward his cock. He grabbed her ass and held her pussy right over his erection. “You’re gonna ride my dick Sara until you scream,” he said as he pushed down on her hips and his cock slip deep into her cunt. Sara moaned and fell forward. Lucas grabbed her around the waist and began to pump her up and down. He reached out and took one of her nipples in to his mouth, pulling on it with each thrust.
Sara’s next orgasm came as hard as the first and she bucked against him. As Lucas let his load go deep in her cunt, she screamed - just like Lucas said she would.
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Sara was awake before she opened her eyes. She was feeling well-rested, relaxed and very comfortable… which lasted the 20 seconds it took her brain to remember where she was. Her eyes flew open and she looked around the room in a panic. “What the hell am I doing here? Oh god…,” she sobbed as she put her hands to her face and her brain scrambled at the memory of everything that had happened yesterday. She shut her eyes tight and tried to block it all out. Curling her legs up to her chest however, the soreness and aching between her legs left no doubt that the memories were real.
After having fucked Sara the night before with the expert help of his bi friend, Lucas had ordered her to put her robe on and go back to her room. As she was getting up and reaching for her robe, Lucas reached out and stroked her incredibly sore nipples. “Your cunt was everything I knew it would be,” he said. “Watching you come while Ty licked your pussy, especially after you protested so much… that was well worth the money I spent on you. The rest of what you’re gonna do for me, that’s just a bonus at this point.” His voice was almost tender as he gently pinched her painful nipples on more time. “Now go get some rest, you’ve had a long day and I need you in top shape.”
Sara had left the room completely appalled at what she had been forced to let happen to her in there, and in how her body had reacted. Her arousal level since she landed on the island was higher than she had ever experienced before. Stress… it had to be a factor of her being so stressed as she learned that she was to live on this island and be fucked everyday by a stranger. Sara had read that some woman have an opposite reaction to stress than the logical one of shutting down and they instead get turned on – perhaps from the adrenaline?
“That has to be it,” Sara thought as she stepped into the shower in her bathroom, hoping to wash away some of her shame. “I just need to calm down, I can’t give him the satisfaction of thinking I’m liking this,” she thought. Though as she put her hand on her lower belly to press against the soreness of the muscles in her pelvis that was there because she came twice with such intensity, she had to admit to herself at least that her body had definitely approved. “Has to be the stress,” was her last thought as she fell into bed and a surprisingly deep sleep.
This morning, noticing that the sun was fairly bright outside on the pool, Sara realized that it must be kind of late. She got up to go to the bathroom and again felt the effects of last night. As she walked around the end of the bed toward the bathroom she found a note on the bench, along with a bathing suit and what appeared to be workout clothes. Holding up each set Sara noted that there didn’t seem to be much to either outfit but at least they were clothes.
“Good Morning, Ms. Sara. I trust this morning finds you rested and satisfied. That was quite a show you put on last night. I am looking forward to future performances. Alas, I am unavailable for most of the day so you have it to yourself. James will bring you breakfast at 9:30 and lunch at 12:30. You are to spend the day enjoying the pool and working out in the gym (just to right of the pool.) I expect you to maintain yourself while you are here. Spend at least 1 hour in the gym. And don’t get sunburned Sara, you are already so sensitive. The rules remain the same as yesterday, keep your hands off your cunt.”
Sara again felt a flutter in her stomach of supreme embarrassment that came from knowing what had happened the previous day. And if she was being honest, a twinge between her legs at the frankness and control in the note. No one had ever referred to her pussy as a “cunt” before, and certainly none of her other lovers had claimed they owned it.
Continuing on to the bathroom, Sara showered and brushed her teeth then came back to put on the bathing suit. There was no cover of any kind, just the suit so she guessed that would have to do. Stepping outside the sliding glass door she found a delicious looking breakfast. After eating the fruit and granola, Sara jumped into the pool. She loved to swim and her muscles and tender parts could use some soaking After a half hour of swimming slowly around the pool, Sara decided she would feel better if she worked out, as was “suggested” in the note. Since she routinely spent 90 minutes or more exercising everyday, the order to “maintain” herself would not be one she found difficult to follow.
By one o’clock, when Sara walked back up to her little patio to find a beautifully laid table, she was actually feeling pretty good. The small private pool and patio, as well as the workout space, were beautiful and tranquil. The setting was just about perfect. Post lunch, Sara stripped out of her bathing suit and laid down on the bed to rest her eyes.
Two hours later when Sara awoke for the second time that day, she once again found clothes on the bench at the end of the bed. “Who the hell comes in here that quietly?” she thought. “I must have been more tired than I knew.” This outfit was also accompanied by a note.
“Ms Sara – please come to my office when you have awakened and are dressed. I trust you remember the way.”
Sara examined the clothes. She was given another half tank top, white this time, but the outfit also contained a short flouncy skirt similar to a tennis skirt. Of course, there were no undergarments of any kind. Realizing that it was definitely more clothing than she had been given up until this point, she put the outfit on almost eagerly. Following the other directions caused her much greater trepidation however. She didn’t want to go into that office; she didn’t want to see Lucas anywhere. Reminding herself that she needed to reduce her stress, not make it greater, she took several deep breaths and then set out to find Lucas in the office.
Knocking softly on the door, Sara waited to hear Lucas call “Come in.” She could tell upon opening the doors that Lucas wasn’t alone in the office as she heard several voices. Her stress level immediately skyrocketed.
“Sara, about time you got up. I trust you had a good nap. I guess we wore you out more than we knew,” Lucas stressed the “we” part as he grinned at her. “Come over here, and let me show you to a couple of my business associates.”
Sara walked over to Lucas behind the desk, already afraid of what he meant by “show you to”. It didn’t take long for her fears to be realized. Lucas stood up from his desk chair as she reached him. “Devin. Kyle. This is Sara,” he said to the two men sitting in front of his desk. They were both in there mid to upper 30’s, around the same age she guessed as Lucas. Both wore dress shirts, with their ties loosened and sleeves rolled up, their suit jackets hanging on the backs of their armchairs. They appeared to have finished conducting whatever business they had with Lucas.
“As I mentioned earlier Sara just arrived yesterday. It’s taking her a little time to learn the ropes of her new position… or should I say positions,” Lucas said and smiled deviously at his joke. “Ms. Sara, show Devin and Kyle your tits,” he ordered. Startled once again by the suddenness and vulgarity of the order, Sara hesitated. Lucas reached over and yanked the top up, causing her breasts to spring out the bottom. The air conditioning and her embarrassment assured that her nipples were rock hard. She looked at the two men in front of her; they both wore large and lecherous smiles.
“Nice rack,” the man named Kyle said, as the other one, Devin, put his hand to his lap. “You appear to be quite happy here Ms. Sara,” Kyle continued while he gazed greedily at her nipples. “I guess Luke is treating you right.”
