On Monday, I left early for Wannabe’s estate. I’d been calling him Suki’s client or patron for so long, I’d forgotten he must have a name.
“Hey, early bird. Suki may not be here for an hour. She’s usually late anyway,” JackAss said.
“I know. I thought it might give us more time to talk.”
“No one to nag while the husband’s out of town, hey?” JackAss said, smiling.
“Something like that.”
“Well, if you need a stand in, you can nag me for the next hour,” he teased. “I’m a big boy, I can take it.”
“Actually, I understand we have mutual acquaintances. I wanted to talk about them if you can.”
“Depends on what you want to know. I don’t kiss and tell.”
I moved over to the golf cart and away from the other guard. JackAss said something to his partner and joined me on the cart.
“Nice to know you don’t kiss and tell. So I can trust you with all my secrets, huh?”
“Depends on how juicy they are?” JackAss laughed. “Which friends do we have in common?”
“Jolene Bastard and Marcus Capon.”
“Good people. I’ve worked with them a few times.”
“What kinds of cases?”
“Usually stuff having to do with computers, cybercrimes, that kind of thing. I got mad skills, baby. How do you know them? Is your husband cheating on you?”
More the other way around, really. “Completely unrelated matter,” I said. “A friend is getting blackmailed. It’s terrible. I feel so sorry for her. Her life is a disaster and she fears she will be totally ruined.”
“It sounds bad,” JackAss said. “I’m sorry to hear. Some people are total bastards, aren’t they?”
“That’s been my experience.”
“How much is she being taken for?”
“It’s not monetary, something far worse.”
“Treason, criminal activity, what do they want?”
“Sex,” I said. “They want sex. Unspeakable, vile, acts of sex, with whomever he wants.”
“Damn! That sucks,” JackAss said. “How close are they to catching him?”
“They know who he is already. There’s a problem, though. Before it was discovered who he was, he took a lot of photos and video’s of the young lady in question. If anything happens to him, all of his material will be released to the internet. Everyone will know what she’s done and she’s terrified. Without finding out where his blackmail material is being stored, and who would release it if he came to harm, nothing can be done about him. My friend has to keep submitting to him, no matter what he wants her to do. Jolene and Marcus have someone who might be able to track where stuff is going, but my friend is concerned about using him.”
“Not enough skills?” Jackson asked.
“I’m told his skills are the best, but he’s got another job and his current employer might be involved in the whole blackmail thing. We’re just not sure. The connections are very tenuous, at best. But, he could end up working against his current employer and possibly lose his job. It really puts him in a bad position and my friend isn’t sure he could betray his employer. It’s a lot to ask of someone.”
“I agree, it is a hard spot to put someone in, but if someone is involved in blackmailing some poor woman, anybody worth their salt would step up and help her. If the employer is involved, he deserves whatever happens to him and doesn’t deserve his employee’s loyalty. It’s criminal, is what it is, and they all ought to be shot.”
“So, you think if this person is a good man, he would step up, no matter what, even if it means he could lose his job?”
“I’d do it, that’s for sure.”
“I’m very happy to hear you say so. I always thought you were a good man.”
“So, who you getting for this job?”
“You, if you’re sure you can look into your employer.”
“Me? You think Mr. Wannabe’s involved?”
“Not sure. Like I say, tenuous connections, but suspicious.”
“Wait a minute! Who’s the friend?”
I looked down at the ground, afraid to look at him. “Me,” I whispered.
“What the fuck!” His voice was loud and his partner looked our way, wondering what was going on. I signaled JackAss to keep it down and he whispered, “Is that why you’re posing nude out here on his estate?”
“No. Shizuko asked me to pose for a painting for a rich patron. I agreed because I wanted to get out of my house during the day where it was easier for my blackmailer to reach me and make me do things. I hired Jolene and Marcus to find out who he was, but without full time surveillance on me, which I couldn’t afford without my husband finding out, it was hard to catch him. It took an hour for them to reach my house from the office, and by that time, he had used me and was gone. He was very clever. Jolene took vacation time to watch me and catch him in the act. I was ready to kill him, but he said if I did, all my information would be released to the internet, the police, the district attorney, and my family and friends, so everyone would know what I did and I would be the lead suspect in his death. I can’t get out of this without finding who would release the information if he died or got arrested and where he’s keeping my information.”
“Brenda, I am so sorry. How do you think my boss is involved?”
“Jolene found some business connections, but it could be two wealthy men doing business with one another. My blackmailer, a man named Oliver Cocky, is supposedly associated with a public relations firm. If Mr. Wannabe needs public relations done, it could be perfectly legitimate. The more tenuous information is Oliver took me to a BDSM club two weeks ago, to which he admitted to being part founder. Mr. Wannabe wants Suki to do another painting. The new one would have a bondage and discipline theme, and from the preliminary sketches Suki has done, is probably not something going up in his house. It might be appropriate for a BDSM club. Jolene hasn’t found any property which Oliver owns which indicates he holds the deed to the club. But we know he’s got partners; he’s only a co-founder. Perhaps someone else who’s interested in bondage and has more money? As I said, we’re not sure Mr. Wannabe is involved, but he could be. We’re not interested in the club and who uses it. Consensual sex between adults is not our concern. I only want to stop what’s happening to me.”
“Does Suki know?”
“None of my friends know, except for two, one of whom is now paying Capon’s fees. This whole thing started at a bachelorette party where only my friends were. One of them arranged for a damaging photo to be taken. It escalated from there. I haven’t known which of my friends I could trust. Suki was one of the friends at the party. Jolene hasn’t found any connections with any of them, but someone had to betray me. I’m still working out who.”
“You don’t strike me as someone who would go wild at your bachelorette party.”
“I wasn’t. I didn’t. Not intentionally anyway. I can explain it all later. Would it be possible for you to meet me and Jolene and my friend tonight at my place. We can explain everything then.”
“I’ve got nothing planned.”
“What time do you get off work?”
“Six.”
“Could you come at seven? I’ll cook us all dinner.”
“Sure.”
“Thank you. I appreciate all your help.” I gave him the address, shook his hand and he got up and went back to work. I texted Jolene and Tiffany and asked they have dinner at my apartment when I explained everything to JackAss, to help tell him what we needed.
I waited for Suki to arrive and we went to work. Other than those using me, Marcus and Stanley, JackAss was the first man who knew what was happening to me. Stanley was into swapping and group sex. Marcus was a professional detective trying to help me out. JackAss was the first “normal” person I’d told and the look of pity in his eyes wrenched at me. Previously, he knew me as just the pretty girl who modeled nude down by the lake. Now, I was the girl who was being blackmailed into unspeakable sex acts. He already knew a BDSM club was involved. How disgusted would he be when he heard the rest of it. I hated he had to know, but I needed his help and if he had the skills necessary to end my nightmare; I’d tell him whatever he wanted to know to secure his help.
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I made spaghetti with garlic bread and a salad, something uncomplicated and filling for supper. Jolene and Tiffany were there a few minutes before seven. JackAss arrived a few minutes after. He’d taken time to shower and change into fresh clothes, a polo shirt and jeans. I invited him in and thanked him for coming, introducing me to Tiffany. He hugged Jolene, greeting her like the old friend she was. He shook Tiffany’s hand.
“Do you want wine with your spaghetti? Or I have juice or Diet Coke?”
“I’ll have one glass of wine and ice water please. I don’t want to drink too much.”
Jolene had Diet Coke and ice water. I poured wine for Tiffany and me. It was going to be very hard to tell JackAss what I’d done. While we ate, I told him how I’d come to my current pass, starting from the bachelorette party. I didn’t go into all the sordid details, but mentioned some of what I’d gone through.
“He made you work a glory hole and had you fucked on stage at a seedy strip club?”
I couldn’t look at him when I answered, “yes”.
He got up and started pacing around the floor, unable to sit still. “I want to strangle this fucking prick in the worst way.” His fingers were wrapped around an imaginary neck and his arm muscles corded as he visualized wringing Oliver’s. “What do you need me to do?”
“We believe activities at the BDSM club are being illicitly recorded without member’s knowledge by wireless nanny cams,” Jolene said. “Once we find the address of the club, we’d like you to go out there, identify where the wireless signal is being sent. We’re assuming it’s a laptop or computer there. Put a trap on the computer found and see if the information is sent anywhere else. We need to find all the places Brenda’s information is sent.”
“I can set the traps on the computer at the club,” Jackson said, “but it won’t tell us where Brenda’s information is being sent, until Brenda is actually there. He might not send all the information to the same places. I’m assuming Brenda’s information would be treated differently than all the other material he gathers, especially if no one else knows they’re being recorded.”
“He’s probably right. Brenda, it means you’d have to go back again,” Tiffany said. “Can you do it?”
“If Oliver doesn’t bring me back soon, perhaps Mistress Toni can borrow me again and bring me back to the club. Even if we can’t approach her directly about where the club is located, perhaps I can suggest she bring me back there. That way, we’ll find the location of the club whether she wants to help or not, and she’d need Oliver’s permission to bring me back and we know Oliver will record whatever happens to me there.”
“Who’s Mistress Toni?” JackAss asked, “and why don’t you know where the club is if you’ve been there already?”
“A dominatrix I met at the club. When I went to the club previously, I didn’t pay attention to where I was going. I’d run out of money and didn’t believe Jolene was still working on this. I believed I was alone and it didn’t really matter where the club was. I would have to do what I was told anyway, which meant I had other things on my mind. I’m to assist Mistress Toni with something this Friday. We’re hoping she’ll help us if she knows she was recorded without her permission. If we don’t feel she’ll help us directly, perhaps she can be finessed to helping indirectly.”
“What’s Mistress Toni want with you?” JackAss asked
“Nothing she hasn’t had already, JackAss,” I said, looking down. “And I will gladly go if it means the end to this nightmare.”
“Shit! This sucks,” JackAss said.
No Jackson, I thought, this one licks.
“As soon as you find out where the club is, let me know and I’ll get started,” JackAss said, “but have you considered turning Oliver’s technology shit back on him and find out who the traitor is?”
“What do you mean?” Jolene asked.
“Plant wireless cameras at whichever places you want checked, including Oliver’s place. Let’s record their activities and we’ll see who they’re also dealing with. You might find your traitor, and in Oliver’s case, get some blackmail material on him to counter his own.”
Jolene and Tiffany looked at me.
“It will mean spying on my friends, most of whom are probably innocent,” I said. “If they find out, they may hate me forever. Tiffany, they’re your friends too. What do you think?”
“God, I hate it,” she admitted. “I don’t even want to know all of what my friends are doing. Nobody could love that kind of intrusion into their lives.”
“Me, either,” I said. I looked at Jolene. “If you were the only one who viewed any footage, at least we’d be in the dark about what they did.”
“I have a suggestion,” Jolene said. “Don’t start with cameras. Go with normal listening bugs. If we hear anything suspicious, that’s when we go with cameras. Put cameras at Oliver’s for sure. Clone his cell phone, too.”
“How do we do that?” I asked.
“I can give you the tools to clone his phone,” JackAss said. “You’d have to be close to his phone, and he has to receive a phone call on it while you are. I can get the camera’s and audio bugs too, but it will cost a shitload of money for good stuff.”
“That’s where I come in,” Tiffany said. “Shitload of money bags, at your service.”
We spent the next couple hours planning how, where and when. JackAss said he could have everything I needed for next weekend by Thursday. He’d come over and tell me what I needed to do when he gave me everything. As they left, I hugged each of them, JackAss included.
“I’ll never in a million years be able to thank you all for all you’re doing for me. I’ll be forever in your debt.”
“When it’s over, you can thank us. So far, we haven’t accomplished that much,” Jolene said.
“But when I needed a friend, you answered the call, and it’s worth more than gold to me. Nothing has ever moved me more.”
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Chapter 20
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A Splinter of Light at Daybreak
Brenda attends Mistress Toni’s party and gets her help, finding the address of the Club. She plants audio and video bugs at Olivers, though taken hard there. This Chapter contains lesbian sex, oral and anal sex including ass to mouth, and triple penetration.
On Thursday, before Suki arrived, JackAss told me he had most of what I needed. He had something I could plant at Mistress Toni's if she seemed averse to helping. He had several choices of mini-cams which I could plant at Oliver's. He even had a super small ear piece which I could use at either place for instruction if I needed it. He also had a phone which I could use to clone Oliver's if given the opportunity. He asked for permission to come to my apartment that evening to show me everything and how it worked. I said he could and I'd provide pizza for him to eat so he didn't need to worry about food again. I said Jolene would also be there. He told me he'd be there a little after seven so he could shower and change before coming over.
Jolene was there around 6:30 and helped to dial me down, I was so nervous. The pizza was ordered to arrive at 7:30. I poured us some Diet Coke. I needed to be as clear headed as I could be. I was a technology neophyte. JackAss arrived and we hugged again. He was in khakis and another polo shirt. He had a bag with him; the stuff I would be using. We waited for the pizza to arrive before getting down to business. JackAss had ice water again. He said Diet Cokes were bad for us. So was everything else I was doing, so I didn't care if I was ingesting some chemicals which might give me cancer in the future.
We each ate a couple slices before we got down to business. JackAss opened his goody bag and pulled out this super small earpiece.
"You can wear this tomorrow night and I can listen in and give you any tips about what to do in any situation," JackAss said.
"Please, JackAss. I'd appreciate it if someone else was listening instead you. I'm going to be doing some very embarrassing and humiliating things this weekend and it would make me more comfortable to know Jolene was listening instead of you. She's already seen movies of some of the other things I've had to do. I'd like my disgrace to be confined to a single person if I could."
"No problem," JackAss said, flushing red at what my words meant. "Jolene would do fine."
"How do I turn it on and can I get it wet?"
"I'll turn it on before we put it in and no, you can't get it wet. It costs about ten grand to make them this small and water will ruin it. It's nearly invisible in your ear. This little thread-like thing is the antenna and you can pull it out of your ear if you have to shower."
"How does it go in?"
JackAss showed me. "It's sound activated, so it saves on the battery. While you're sleeping at night, it will be off unless you snore. Do you snore?"
"Tan's never said anything, so I assume I don't."
"Nice to know."
Next he showed me all of the audio bugs. They were very sticky on the back and would stick to almost anything but cloth. They were so tiny. "If you have to place one at Mistress Toni's, I suggest you stick it on the back of the headboard and another one in the kitchen and the living room. They're also voice activated and remain dormant unless there's some noise. We're hoping Toni will willingly help us, but if she won't, stick these up in the three places I mentioned. They have about 20 hours of listening time if someone's playing the radio and about a half mile range. I'm going to put up a repeater station within range of the bug, which will send signals to Jolene for her to record. It has much longer battery life and greater broadcast range."
He paused. "I assume you'll try placing these in all your girlfriends houses during the next week. Do the same thing with them, bedroom, kitchen, living room. It's where most conversations take place. If you give me their addresses, I'll have repeaters set up near all their houses."
"I hate this," I said.
Jolene put her hand on mine. "I know, but you need to know. Hopefully, no one will ever know and once you know who the betrayer is, you can enjoy a full friendly relationship with those remaining."
"I suppose I should stick them in every home but Tiffany's and Maria's," I mused.
"It would be pointless to stick one in Tiffany's since she knows what we're doing, but you might want to put one in Maria's anyway. She doesn't know."
"She already knows about Oliver. I thought we've eliminated her as a suspect?"
"She could be an exceedingly good actress, Brooke. It's better if you're sure."
"Damn! This sucks."
JackAss took out 5 nanny cam devices. They were all small and unobtrusive objects. A pair of sunglasses, a small figurine, a necklace, a clock and a book. No wonder I hadn't noticed the cameras which recorded me earlier in my career as whore. There could easily have been a pair of sunglasses left in the music practice room at the church and I would never have given it a second thought.
"I would suggest trying to get at least one of these devices into his bedroom and one other room in his house, wherever he might conduct personal business."
"His study," I said, thinking of the book and all the books on his shelves in there.
"I imagine your relationship is not one where you would be giving him a gift," JackAss said.
"Not in a million years, and his home is relatively uncluttered and not one where he might not notice a new item such as a figurine or a new clock."
"Then I suggest you wear one of these personal items, like the sunglasses or the necklace. You wear them in his presence so he knows it's yours and conveniently leave it in his home. He'll see it and assume you forgot it. He might move it, but he could leave it where you left it."
"The sunglasses and the book, then. He's got a lot of books in his study and I could see him missing a new one on his shelves. How much did all this stuff cost?"
"Around $50,000." Money I could never repay Tiffany. Maybe I should become her whore; repay her by selling my body to others. "These are both movement and sound activated devices," JackAss explained. "and the item it's in gives us more battery space. The book will last a month or more. You need to be very careful setting this up. He can't see you doing so or he'll be suspicious. If you're not alone, don't bother trying to do it. We can do it another time, or if we can't do it any other way, he can suffer a break-in. You might try hitting him with a couple of the audio bugs which are almost undetectable unless he sweeps his home for bugs."
"Like I did when I found the radio signal in your butt plug," Jolene said, seeing my confusion.
I nodded.
"Oliver bugged her ass!" JackAss exclaimed.
It was so funny the way he said it, I started laughing and after a few seconds, so did Jolene and Jackson.
"He wanted to keep track of her so he could intercept her whenever he wanted," Jolene said, her laughter finally losing steam. "Before we found out who he was and they came to their present arrangement."
"Why'd you ever agree to any of this, Brenda?" JackAss asked. "From the way you described it, the party was all pretty innocuous."
"Because I was young, stupid and in love. I'd never had sex before with anyone, not even my fiancé. He approached me in the church minutes before my wedding. I was so worried Tan would stop the ceremony and I'd never get to marry the first man I'd ever loved, or it would all be delayed while everything was explained and maybe Tan's parents would convince him I wasn't the woman for him, even if he wanted to proceed. I thought I was getting rid of the evidence from the party while he secretly recorded me sucking his cock in my wedding dress, which was a thousand time worse. Ignorance and naivety. I tried to sound out Tan after receiving that little video to see if I could come clean then. He made it sound like being with another man was the worst possible betrayal of our marriage. If I couldn't get his forgiveness, I was screwed. Trying to preserve my marriage, led to all the other shit and now, I'm in so deep, Tan could never forgive me. Imagine your wife at a glory hole or on stage getting fucked. How would you stand it? Oliver double penetration fucked me with another man across the street from my husband's office. Can you even imagine how humiliated I was? I realize now I should never have done it, taken the initial consequences, but I never realized how bad it was going to get. I didn't know enough."
"I didn't hear about that one," Jolene said. "How the hell did he pull that one off?"
"A mask over my face and fake pubic hair, something called a merken. Since I'm shaved bare, Tan couldn't believe it was me, despite him finding the similarity amazing."
"It doesn't sound if you were very sure of Tan's love for you?" JackAss said.
"Maybe not," I conceded. "Tan was a bit of a player when I met him. He dated a lot, was with a lot of different women. I didn't even want to go out with him at first. But then I fell in love with him and he's handsome and successful and could have anyone he wanted. I suppose I was afraid he would think I wasn't good enough for him once he knew I wasn't pure anymore. I think one of the reasons he was intrigued in me was because I was a virgin and wouldn't fall into the sack with him when he crooked his finger at me. If I'm not the woman he thinks I am, what do I offer a hundred other women can't."
"I can think of about a hundred things," JackAss said.
"You're sweet. I'm tainted goods now though. If I can't get through this without Tan finding out, no one will ever want me. Oliver told me I've always been a slut and a whore. He said my choices under pressure were always to take the slut's path. He said it's an indication of my basic inner nature. If I wasn't a whore at heart, I could never have chosen the way I did. I wonder now if he was correct."
"Do you want this to be over?" Jolene asked.
"More than anything."
"Then you're not a whore. Quit listening to that prick."
JackAss shook his head. He was probably realizing what a whore I was now.
"I'm sorry you had to find this out about me," I said.
"I'm sorry you've had to live through it," JackAss said. "I've only got one more thing for you to learn. How to clone his phone." He pulled a phone from his bag of tricks. "This phone is all set up to clone his. It has to be within 6 feet of his phone when he answers it. It doesn't have to be out in the open. Keep it in your purse in a zipped pocket so he doesn't realize you have two phones. Keep it charged until you go to his house or somewhere else where you know he'll be using his phone. When you've got the proper conditions for me to clone him, say some kind of code phrase and I'll know to call him. I'll act drunk and call him the wrong name and ask him to go out drinking with me. He'll realize it's a wrong number and hang up, but the damage will be done. Everything he does on his phone from call to text, we'll have a record of. Whoever he contacts and and what he says, I'll own."
"What kind of phrase should I use?"
"Anything he'll expect you to say."
"Something like, 'do you want me to remove my clothes now', or 'what do you want me to do, now?'"
JackAss gritted his teeth and looked like he wanted to strangle something again. He didn't look like a person I'd want angry at me right now. "Yes."
I thought for a moment. "I'll say, 'would you like me to suck your cock or will you be fucking my ass now, sir.'"
JackAss looked like he was going to have a heart attack, his face was so red. "That'll work."
I put my hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry, JackAss. I've said and done worse."
He got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. Jolene patted my arm. We broke up soon after. I received a text from Oliver before I went to sleep.
You don't need to wear the mask......
I arrived at Mistress Toni’s at 5 as instructed. Slut met me at the door and directed me to Mistress Toni’s bedroom where I was to remove my clothes and put on a collar and cuffs laid out for me on the bed. I heard Jolene’s voice in my ear.
“I’m with you, Brenda. I’ll give you a little heads up once in awhile to let you know I’m still listening in, okay. Say ‘I like the colour of these’, if you hear me.”
“These are a nice colour, Slut. Oliver has me wear black all the time.” That was fairly safe. It’s what I was wearing to the Club. These were silver, metallic.
I put them on and Slut fastened them together with padlocks.
“What will be doing tonight, Slut?”
“We will be serving food and drink to the others tonight. We are the only slaves here. They will be allowed to touch us and make use of us. We will pleasure them as they require. They may pleasure us. The choice is theirs as we are lowly slaves. Mistress says that you are Whore again tonight. That is how they will address you.”
“Where’s Mistress Toni?”
“She’s in the kitchen, putting finishing touches on the food. We’ll be helping her until the guests arrive at 6:30.”
“Thank you, Slut.”
“You’re welcome, Whore.”
Naked, we went into the kitchen. Mistress was putting icing on cupcakes. Slut knelt when she reached the kitchen, legs spread, shoulders back, breasts thrust out, her hands resting one her thighs. Seeing her, I dropped to my knees as well, copying Slut.
“I see Oliver still hasn’t had time to teach you the proper etiquette of bondage, Whore.”
“No, Mistress. He only sees me on weekends, primarily, and bondage is not a normal part of my training. Going to the Club was my first experience with bondage and discipline, save he whipped me once.”
“How can you be a proper sub, if he doesn’t train you?” She asked.
“He has other uses for me, Mistress.”
“Oliver is thinking with his cock again.”
“Yes, Mistress. It’s been my experience that he usually does.”
“He may be lax in his training, but I expect certain things from you. If you fail to follow my rules, you will be chastised, with the whip or paddle. Do you understand me?”
“Perfectly, Mistress. I would appreciate knowing the rules.”
“Slut has told you that you’ll be serving my guests tonight?”
“She was clear on the matter, yes, Mistress.”
“When you bring a tray of food or drinks into the room, you will kneel, much as you are now, and wait for someone to bid you rise. When they do, you will begin moving around the room, offering them what’s on your tray. You are not to look at them, keep your head down, unless they lift your face. If they do, you may lift your head, but you should still keep your eyes lowered unless they ask you to look at them, at which point you can look in their eyes. They may touch you however they wish, from stroking your breasts, to sticking fingers up your cunt or ass. You will allow them whatever liberties they wish to take. Again, keep your head down unless they wish you to look at them. If they want you to lick their cunts, you will set your tray down on the nearest flat surface and do as they request, as long as they wish it. They may wish to taste you as well. This is permitted. Follow instructions. If you are clumsy, or inadequate in your pleasuring, I will allow them to punish you. They will not leave marks on you lasting past tomorrow. You will address everyone but Slut as Mistress. You will thank everyone who uses or punishes you. Do you have any questions about your responsibilities, Whore?”
“No, Mistress. You were very clear. Thank you, Mistress.”
“Be a good girl now and show me what you still remember about the proper way to pleasure cunt. Slut, you may start slicing up the vegetables.”
“Yes, Mistress,” we said as one. Slut stood and started carving up vegetables. I crawled under the table and lifted Mistress’s dress and began to pleasure her. I was aware Jolene must be listening to the sounds of me licking Toni’s cunt, and I was ashamed once more that my humiliation was being witnessed, at least aurally, by another person. At least, it wasn’t Jackson listening, which might have been ten times worse. Jolene had already witnessed much of my shame, though never live like this; always removed and frequently abbreviated. Mistress moaned in pleasure when she had her orgasm and flooded my face with her fluids.
“I’m still with you,” Jolene’s voice whispered in my ear. I wished she could have missed this, at least.
“Mmmm. You haven’t lost too much of your skill in the intervening weeks, Whore. Good girl. Of course, you will practice more later.”
“Thank you, Mistress. I attribute my abilities to your excellent instruction.”
“I appreciate the flattery, Whore, but don’t overdo it.”
“No, Mistress.”
“Go ahead and help Slut now. She knows what to do. We’ve had these gatherings before.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
I moved to wipe Mistress’s cum from my face, but Toni stopped me. “Leave my cum on your face, Whore, so our guests will feel comfortable using you the same way.”
“Of course, Mistress.”
I helped Slut finish up the vegetables, putting it on trays with assorted dips. We cubed meats and cheeses and skewered them with decorative toothpicks. We arranged assorted crackers in neat displays. We poured glasses of red and white wine in crystal goblets and Perrier and San Pellegrino sparking water in Tervis tumblers, white or blue depending on the brand. Slut cautioned me about filling the glasses too high as I might spill when I was fondled, earning me a whipping.
“If they’re still thirsty, they can have another glass later, Whore” she whispered conspiratorially.
“Good advice,” I whispered back.
The guests started arriving at 6:30, although some were arriving as late as 7:00 or a little after. Slut greeted everyone at the door, kneeling, offering to take their wraps, or handbags. When all the guests arrived, I was introduced by Mistress Toni as Whore, a slave on loan from a good friend. Everyone was encouraged to use me just as they would her own slave, Slut. I was assigned beverages to start. I knelt in the living room where people were starting to mix until someone called me to my feet and I began offering. Mostly, the wine drinkers had white, the water drinkers had San Pellegrino, but some of every kind were taken. As Slut warned me, I was often fondled as I moved about the room. Quite a few of the women stroked and caressed my breasts, a few pinched my nipples. One elderly woman sucked on both my nipples for several seconds.
“I used to have succulent breasts like these,” she said. “So perfectly divine.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” I murmured politely, keeping my head down.
After the first round of beverages, we started mixing in food with the drinks. Also, as the evening wore on, hands and fingers weren’t content with only my breasts. They began sliding between my legs, running between my slick pubic lips and caressing my clit. Several women thrust one or two fingers up my cunt and fucked me with them, making me lick their fingers when they finished. I stood with legs parted enough they could stroke me to hearts content. Mistress hadn’t said anything about climaxing and what the protocol was. Did I just cum, or should I ask for permission. The amount of attention my breasts and cunt was receiving was making an orgasm inevitable. To be on the safe side, I decided to ask for permission from the woman who had her two middle fingers in my twat when the need arose.
“May I please cum, Mistress?” I asked, almost humping her hand, moaning loudly, knowing Jolene was still listening and embarrassed by my need.
“Aren’t you the dear,” she said. “You may cum if you then lick my cunt.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I said, sighing as I released, my cunt clutching her fingers in their wanton grip. When my orgasm was over, I asked, “Would you like to sit down and be more comfortable, or would you like me to lick you while you’re standing?”
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“I definitely prefer to sit, Whore.”
“Yes, Mistress.” I set my tray down carefully and led her to a comfortable chair. After she sat, I raised her dress and lowered her panties and began dining on her cunt, practicing all Mistress had taught me so she wouldn’t have reason to be disappointed in me. She had a screaming orgasm, clearly delighted in my efforts, so another woman raised her skirt and asked me to take care of her. She wasn’t wearing underwear. Her orgasm wasn’t quite as loud, but still enthusiastic, so I found myself assigned to cunt duty for the next hour, bringing off one after the other. Slut was similarly engaged, as most did not want to wait for me to finish.
While thusly occupied, some women wanted to play with my exposed sexual organs. My cunt and ass were penetrated a number of times by the fingers of our guests. My dangling breasts were played with, squeezed, pinched, stroked and petted. Remembering not to lose focus on the cunt I was licking, I nevertheless had three excellent orgasms, most of them sneaking up on me I was so intent on the woman I was licking. One woman, not content to use only her fingers, licked my cunt and ass with her own tongue. I admit to not maintaining perfect concentration during that orgasm, but the woman I licked was not as demanding as Mistress and didn’t notice my lack of attention to detail.
When the guests had more or less been satisfied to some degree, Slut and I were allowed to resume our serving duties. More beverages and snacks were served, though with the ice broken, our bodies were less our own and more communal property, to be handled and mauled as the guests wished. At some point, we quit serving food and drink and began serving sex toys. Slut showed me how to lube up the larger ones ahead of time as our guests were less inclined to think of our comfort. Fortunately, I was very wet at this point and the only time I was needful of pre-lubing was when a rather large butt plug was shoved in my ass.
Things pretty much deteriorated to an orgy at that point. Women picked out the toys of their preference and they were used on them by Slut and I, or in some cases, they were used on us. For the next hour or two, I was licking cunt or fucking our guest with toys until around one AM. I must have had another half dozen orgasms before the night was over. I was proud to say I made it through the evening without needing to suffer a single punishment.
The guests all praised Mistress for her fine slaves, leaving the house quite satisfied and in an excellent frame of mind. Mistress told us we could leave clean up tomorrow, but she wanted to enjoy what her guests had all evening long. Slut and I took turns satisfying her until she’d had enough, then she allowed Slut and I to satisfy each other once. We were all cuddled in bed together, quite tired and sated, but Jolene’s voice reminded me of the primary purpose of my visit.
“Mistress,” I asked. “Do you record the activities at the Club?”
“You mean on cameras?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“No. That would be quite foolish, don’t you think, Whore? Not all people are open minded about our lifestyle. I’m sure it would be quite a stir if it leaked out what we did out there.”
“Are you sure, Mistress? Maybe for special occasions, or when entertaining new subs or Masters? You’d never use cameras for something like that?”
“Of course not. The idea is ridiculous. Why, none of the members would be open to such a thing. We all have to give up our cell phones when we enter the building so no one can even consider taking pictures and movies there. No one would stand for it.”
“Mistress, I beg your pardon, it being so late and all, but I need to show you something.”
“Can’t it wait until tomorrow, Whore.”
“No, Mistress, I don’t think it can.”
I got my phone out of my purse, opened the video from my weekend at the Club, turned the volume up all the way and handed it to Toni. The sounds of our sex were loud and clear, from my time in the common room when I first arrived to my last orgasm before we left. Of particular note were my screams when Slut made me cum. Oliver always liked to leave in my orgasms in the videos to increase my mortification at my behaviour. Mistress Toni’s face got angrier and redder until she was practically spitting in rage.
“It is my belief, Mistress, that everything in the Club is recorded and kept for whatever purpose. This particular video was made to humiliate me and remind me of what my husband will see if I fail to obey Oliver in the slightest fashion.”
“Wait a minute. You’re not a slave of your own free will? What happened tonight was not consensual on your part?”
“No, Mistress. I have been blackmailed since my wedding day so Oliver could have use of me in whatever fashion he wished. I’m not acting of my own free will. I was told to be here and do what you wanted me to.”
“That bastard. I will give him such a piece of my mind…”
“Please, Mistress. I beg you not to, for my sake. I need to find a way to stop him first before you speak to anyone about this, or my life is ruined.”
“Stop calling me Mistress. Stop right now.”
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked.
“You’re not a voluntary sub. I thought you were doing this because you wanted to, not that you were being forced to. You’re not a slave, so don’t call me Mistress. Call me Toni, and Slut, remove her collar and cuffs.”
“Yes, Mist…Sorry, Toni. I may have to work at it a little. I’m not used to calling you Toni.” Slut got the key and removed the symbols of my bondage.
“I can’t just let this go by. Other members of the Club will be outraged. This is horrible.”
“Toni, I’d like to introduce you to some friends of mine. They’re waiting outside. We want to stop Oliver, me more even than you. Right now. Everything Oliver has recorded is stored somewhere, waiting for him to use it. We want to find and destroy those files, or you might not like the result and I know I won’t. My life will be ruined. Everything I’ve done at Oliver’s direction since my wedding will be put on the internet, ruining me, my reputation, my marriage, my friendships, everything. He may have the same capability to ruin you or other members of the Club. We…I…don’t care about the Club, what happens there and who’s involved as long as it’s consensual, no one should give a damn. But my being there wasn’t, and there might be others in the same boat as I am, especially if Oliver introduced them to the Club. Will you let them in? We’ll explain everything including exactly what we need from you to stop Oliver in his tracks.”
“Yes, I’ll listen to them. Slut, you better put clothes on and give me my robe.” Toni looked at me. “You might want to put clothes on too, unless they’ve already seen you naked.”
“Unfortunately, they have, but I’d prefer they not see it again.”
I knew they were already waiting outside the door, because Jolene had heard my conversation, but waited until Slut and I got dressed, and Toni put on her lounging robe, before I called her on the phone so Toni wouldn’t know they’d been listening.
“I can let you in now,” I said, then hung up. I went to the front door and let Jolene and JackAss enter.
“Toni, this is Jolene Bastard and JackAss Hard. This person is Toni and she’s agreed to give us fair hearing before deciding what to do. This is her submissive, Ess,” not wanting to call Slut by her known name in front of the others. “We have quite the story to tell, so get comfortable as this may take awhile.”
Jolene pretty much acted as the spokesperson, with JackAss and I adding comments where my agreement and his expertise was needed. We pretty much told her everything about what we knew or suspected without going into the details of my blackmail.
“We don’t care about your Club, Toni,” Jolene was concluding. “It’s not about a BDSM club. We know many people enjoy your particular lifestyle and we’re not going to change any minds or hearts when it comes to sex. The only thing we’re concerned with is finding out where Oliver is hiding his blackmail material and destroying it so he no longer has a hold on Brenda’s life. JackAss has the skills to trace the wireless signals from the hidden cameras in the club to their repositories, and then see where Oliver sends his material from there. Once this information is destroyed, you can do whatever the hell you want to Oliver and anyone else who knew about the cameras. Brenda wants to kill him, but will be satisfied with getting him to stop. We need the opportunity to do so. All we need from you is the address of the club, and your agreement to do nothing and tell no one until we’ve done our thing.”
“Why doesn’t Brenda know where the Club is? She was there.”
“She wasn’t paying attention. As this was her first involvement with BDSM, she had other things on her mind. At some point, Brenda may have to go back there, because we need to know specifically what Oliver does with her material. If Oliver doesn’t take her back to the Club, perhaps you could volunteer to take her yourself. We need to know what he does with the material he records of her and if it’s different from what he does with everything else.”
“I agree with your plan,” Toni said, “and I won’t do anything to jeopardize it until you tell me it’s okay.”
“Thank you, Toni,” I said, kissing her. “You’re a lifesaver.”
She gave us the address to the Club and we got ready to leave.
“I’m going to miss you, Whore,” Toni said, waving goodbye.
“I’ll miss you and Slut, too,” I said, “though not quite in the same way. Goodbye Mistress Toni.”
“Goodbye, Brenda.” She closed the door behind me. It was 4:30 in the morning.
JackAss drove me home in my car, so I could sleep. His vehicle was still in my parking lot because he and Jolene had gone together in hers. Jolene’s vehicle was nondescript and blended in like a blind spot in your eye. JackAss drove a cherry red Corvette which stuck out like a sore thumb. I still had to go to Oliver’s today and he was expecting me to service him today and tomorrow both.
When we got to my apartment, I put JackAss in the guest room and I went to my bedroom to nap for a few hours or I’d be useless. JackAss needed to sleep too. He’d been up for most of the night, though Jolene let him nap occasionally as she was the only one I wanted listening to the audio feed. He was going to be working tonight, doing what he needed to do at the Club, plus he had things to do outside Oliver’s development. Even though he couldn’t get inside the housing development, he could still get close enough to put in a repeater to boost the signal so someone didn’t have to sit outside close enough to draw unwanted attention to ourselves. Until he could do his work after dark, Jolene and Mark would pretend to be a work crew working on the sewers in a van Capon Investigations used for undercover work.
I got up around 10:00 still pretty bleary eyed. I used the enema kit Oliver provided and used it four times. Three didn’t seem enough to me if I was going to suck someone’s cock after it had been in my ass. I showered afterward, then woke JackAss up to have breakfast of cold cereal and toast. Done, he fitted me with my earpiece, recharged and ready to go.
“You remember my code phrase, don’t you?” I asked before leaving.
“I’m not likely to forget it,” JackAss replied.
“Where to next?”
“I’m meeting Jolene and Mark to set up their computer to catch the signal from the bugs we hope you’re able to install, then heading home to grab a few more zzz’s before going out tonight.”
“Rough weekend,” I said. “Not much sleep.”
I called Jolene and told her I was heading to Oliver’s to give her a head start, then texted Oliver to let him know I was on my way. He texted back that he’d leave the door open and to join him in his study. JackAss got ready to leave with me.
“Thank you again, JackAss. I appreciate all your help.” I hugged him, holding on for a quite awhile. He was like a rock, solid and unmoving. Exactly what I needed to prepare for Oliver.
“Take care. Don’t do anything which might get you caught,” JackAss reminded me, “or all this is for nothing.”
“I understand. I’ll be careful.”
He left and I locked the door behind me, walking to my car.
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As he’d said, Oliver had left his door open and I entered his house and went to his study. He was working on his computer. I couldn’t see the screen, but his phone was on his desk, so that was good. I set down my purse and removed my clothes. Oliver liked his sluts naked. He never had to tell me to strip. I always did as soon as I entered his house. I folded the clothes and laid them on one of his chairs then knelt down until he was ready to acknowledge me.
He finally finished what he was doing and asked. “Did you have a good time at Mistress Toni’s last night?”
“It was okay, sir. I survived, though I didn’t get much sleep. I had to go home for a couple hours and nap.”
“Did you give yourself an enema this morning?”
“Yes, sir. Would you like me to suck your cock or will you be fucking my ass now, sir?” I hoped they caught the code phrase. I didn’t notice anything happening with the phone, though I supposed it would be useless if he noticed.
“I suppose you’re ready for some cock now, after a night of cunt?”
I couldn’t keep the sarcasm out of my voice when I replied. “Cock is very high on my list of priorities right now, sir.”
Oliver laughed, thinking it was funny.
“Suck my cock, my little slut.”
“Yes, sir.” I crawled over to him and released his prick from his pants. He wasn’t hard yet, so I brought him to hardness. I was aware others were listening to me now, sucking his cock. More shame. Hopefully, it was only Jolene or Mark, though JackAss had to be on the net when I spoke my code word.
When he was erect he bent me over his desk and speared into my cunt. I was just starting to get wet, not quite there yet, so it was slightly rougher when he penetrated me. I grunted. Thank the lord, he’d let me suck him first, the only lubricant my spit, when he pierced me.
“This is just to lubricate my cock, so I can use your ass,” Oliver said.
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered.
He fucked me long enough for my cunt to lubricate and get his cock creamy in my fluids. When it was ready, he shifted upward and slid into my bottom. I grunted again.
Knowing I was being listened to, I wanted more than anything not to say anything. At first, I was quiet, letting him fuck me without sound effects other than the slapping of his crotch against my ass. Feeling he wasn’t doing a sufficiently humiliating job, he started playing with my tits and clit, wanting to hear me beg again. I was hoping to deny him, but realized any change in my normal routines might be suspicious. Fuck!
“Mmm,” I said, “fuck my ass, make me cum on your cock. Fill my slutty ass with your cum.”
Don’t overdo it either, Brenda. Middle of the road. Not too much, not too little. I climaxed, moaning loudly, ashamed for my audience. He continued fucking me, finally cumming before I reached another myself. He was plastered up against my backside, this cock throbbing inside my rectum, painting it with his sperm, grunting like the pig he was.
His balls emptied, he sat down in his chair and told me to clean him off. My prior indoctrination paid off. I didn’t throw up this time. I gagged a little to start, but regained control and licked his cock clean. When he was clean to his satisfaction, he made me stop and I breathed deeply.
“I need to save some of my cum for later,” Oliver said. “We’ve guests coming over in about half an hour, two gentlemen. You’ll have to wear your mask, unfortunately. I’m thinking another triple penetration, slut, but we have a little time today. I’m thinking we’ll each have to experience all your holes.”
“Of course, sir. May I get some milk, sir.”
“Can’t quite get that taste out of your mouth, huh? Sure, go ahead, then put your mask on.”
“Yes, sir.” Asshole.
I got off my knees and drank a glass of milk, putting my mask on after. Since I couldn’t see, I couldn’t move, so once I put it on. I sat on the edge of Oliver’s bed, waiting for what came next. I supposed I’d have to beg to be fucked again, to keep up appearances, but hopefully not too much considering I had an audience now.
I heard the doorbell ring and Oliver answer it. Shortly afterwards, the sound of their voices grew loud as they moved down the hall.
“She’s gorgeous, Oliver. I’m going to enjoy fucking her very much.” His voice was familiar, someone I’d heard before, but not popping immediately to mind.
“I caution you about using names,” Oliver said, “if you want your identities to remain secret. Stand up, slut, spread your legs, let them get your full effect.”
I stood up as instructed. A hand went onto my cunt and two fingers rammed into my sheathe. Another grabbed a breast and squeezed, more roughly than I was accustomed to, and I gasped.
When the hands left me, Oliver told me to turn around and lean over the bed, keeping my legs spread. I obeyed.
“Have you ever seen a prettier pussy or more perfect ass?” Oliver said.
Oliver’s guests agreed I was a totally delectable whore.
“All of her holes are open for business today, gentlemen. You have carte blanche to use her as you wish. As you realize, she becomes quite covered in cum serving three men, and I prefer my bed not become soiled. We’ll move this little soiree into the other bedroom, where I have a camera set up to record our festivities. I shall give each of you a video memory of your experience.”
“You will black out our faces, won’t you, Oliver? We’ve got a lot to lose if this gets out.” The familiar voice again.
“Of course. I’m going to be in the picture too, and have as much to lose as anyone else. This is merely for our enjoyment. Plus the slut. She likes to see herself used by three men. I hope you brought your A game, gentlemen. Slut won’t be satisfied until you’ve cum in all three of her holes.”
Being used by three men was right up there with Christmas and my birthday, you dickwads. I couldn’t believe they bought his line about having as much to lose as they did. If this wasn’t prime blackmail material, nothing was. The egos on them. They’d let themselves be videoed so they could have a fucking movie of their performance fucking a young woman. I thought I was stupid, being tricked into my blackmail. These guys were handing themselves to Oliver on a silver platter.
I was led across the hall and I heard all three men undressing, talking and laughing about filling the whore air tight. I stood there calmly, nothing else to do really. I was their toy and they were going to play with me. I felt myself pushed to my knees and a cock rubbing against my lips. I parted them and felt him push to my throat, half hard and on the large side. I started sucking. I felt another cock on my cheek, leaving snail tracks and I held it, slowly stroking while the other got hard in my mouth, then spitting him out and taking the other one, slightly smaller. He was already hard, so I just moved from one to the other until they got bored with sharing one hole, when all three were open for business as Oliver so graciously put it.
The familiar voice, let’s call him Familiar, got on the bed and Oliver helped me mount him. His was the larger cock, so Mr. Familiar. He attacked my breasts, gnawing and mouthing them, sucking my nipples. I was bent over and my rosebud was greased up and the smaller cock pushed into my ass. Not the fullest I’ve ever been, but I was crammed rather tightly. Oliver took my mouth. I wondered about the sounds Mark and Jolene were listening to; my mouth sucking Oliver’s cock, the wet slap of flesh against flesh as they fucked me. Our moans, our grunts, the exclamations of delight at how tight I was. Tears overflowed my eyes thinking of it.
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Stranger, the one in my ass, climaxed first. I could feel his cock swelling in my back door, so tightly packed from their double fucking, the spurts of hot cum not particularly noticeable, except for the extra slickness it gave me. He didn’t shrink much after, nor did he withdraw, content to feel the other cock millimeters away plowing into my cunt. I’ll not lie. It felt good.
“Fuck me,” I said, still crying. “Fuck my slutty cunt, you bastard. Make me cum.”
Make me cum. I was seconds away, about to reach my peak and I slid up and down his cock, reaching for it. I just beat Familiar, my cunt spasming moments before he grunted and spewed thick, ropy spouts of his seed into me. Oliver, on his second orgasm of the day, still had some time left, and he continued working his cock down my throat as I moaned and gargled around it. My orgasm over, I concentrated on his cock, willing him to cum, so I could get through this faster, to end the sounds of my begging and moaning to be treated like a whore. Oliver grunted and released a salty flood of cum in my mouth, pulling out when I’d had a taste, leaving the rest of it on my face.
Stranger, finally pulling out of my ass, gaping, dripping his cum.
“Where are you going?” Oliver asked.
“To wash my cock off,” he said.
“No need,” Oliver said. “She’s been trained to suck your cock clean.”
A new cock replacing Oliver’s in my mouth, slick with cum, sharp, pungent; smelling of my well fucked ass. I gagged slightly, but got him down, began sucking him to hardness. Familiar pushing me up and off of him, his shrinking cock slipping from my slick cunt. When Stranger was hard, he pushed me flat on my back and entered me, starting to fuck my cunt. My face was pulled to the side and another cum covered cock nudged at my lips and I opened for it, sucking him down, cleaning him off.
“Suck it, whore,” Familiar said, “suck my cock hard again.”
He held my head and began rocking back and forth, fucking my mouth. Familiar grew hard and pulled out of my mouth long enough to dangle his sack over my lips. I sucked each of his balls into my mouth and rolled it around, swirling my tongue over the wrinkled skin.
Oliver was hard again and he made Stranger pull me over on top of him and spread my ass cheeks for him. Spearing hard into my ass, he almost knocked me off Stranger’s shaft. I fucked down hard to reacquire him, filling my cunt once more. We grunted like animals, pounding, slipping, sliding, hard shafts hammering my soft holes. I howled for them to fill me with their cum, dying inside, knowing they could hear me outside, begging to be fucked. Wanting to die, but wanting to cum first. I orgasmed, my body shuddering through my spasms. Almost before it ended, I climaxed again, Stranger cumming with me, feeling my pussy pulsating on his prick as he filled me with his spunk. Familiar was holding my head, throat fucking himself, close, so close, his cock twitching, finally shooting his wad, soaking my tonsils in his cum, then pulling out to add the last few spurts to my face. Only Oliver fucking me still. I lay gasping as he gave his final thrusts and froze, his cock spewing into my rectum.
All of them withdrew from my body and made me lick them clean, their cocks limp and tired for the moment. They finished and I lay down, sprawled face up on the bed, cum leaking from every hole, dripping down my face.
“Let’s take a short break, gentlemen, give ourselves a moment to recover before we fuck her some more,” Oliver said, “have a drink. I can offer you bourbon, scotch, or a great rum, straight or on the rocks, though I don’t recommend rocks for the scotch. It’s a wonderful single malt.”
They left the room, arguing the assorted merits of their favorite alcohol.
Jolene’s voice in my ear. “Are you all right?”
“Didn’t I sound all right?” I said. “I know you heard me begging them to fuck me; to fill me with their cum. It’s the worst thing I can think of, you listening to me, knowing how perverted I am. I want to die. What’s worse yet, I know I’ll beg again when they come back to finish me off. Nothing is too degrading for me to get off on. I should just accept my fate, divorce Tan and become the whore I’m meant to be.”
“Don’t say that, Brenda. We will end this somehow. Listen to me. You’re better than this. Don’t despair yet.”
I didn’t speak. Nothing Jolene could say would make me feel better about myself. I was too tired to argue. How could she argue with the facts? I was a fucking whore. Three men I detested, two of whom I didn’t even know, could fuck the living shit out of me and I would beg for it. I would beg for their hard cocks and their salty sperm, to feel them stretching my cunt and piercing my ass. What was I doing? Why did I even care anymore?
“Listen, you bitch. Don’t you fucking quit on me now! What the fuck am I even doing out here if you’re going to roll over like a dog and die?” JackAss. JackAss was yelling at me. “So what if you like to fuck! Fucking is fun. I like to fuck. Everybody loves to fuck. You enjoy fucking? So God damn what! You’re not fighting because you hate to fuck. You’re fighting because you have the right to fuck who you want. Now get your head out of your ass and get back in the fucking game. You’ve got a fucking job to do and you’re not done yet. You got me soldier?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m not a sir. Sirs are candy asses. I’m a fucking Ranger, HooYaw. Get it together before I have to come in there and kick your ass.”
“Yes, JackAss.”
“That’s more like it. Now think how you’re going to pull this off. I’m not telling you again.”
“Okay.”
I sat there in the dark and silence, still wearing my mask, waiting for them to return. My purse was in the study. If I was alone in there for 15 seconds, I could put the book on the shelf. The sunglasses were in my purse as well. I needed a reason to put them on, and then forget them. Only reason to put them on was to protect my eyes from sunlight. Oliver had a pool in the back, with a privacy fence around his yard. Once the other two men left, I could suggest going out to the pool for the evening. Even Oliver would be tired by then. You can’t cozy up to him though. He’d never believe me. I have to be sarcastic and hateful, yet still get him to go outside. When I do, I’ll go to my purse for my sunglasses, slip the book on the bookshelf, maybe grab a couple bugs, one for the bedroom in case he doesn’t leave my sunglasses on the dresser. I’ve got a plan, but be flexible, ready to change.
Roughly 20, 30 minutes went by, I had no certainty as to the length. I heard them returning and knelt on the bed, waiting. The cum on my face had dried to a crusty mask. The cum in my cunt and ass was starting to congeal.
“Where did you find this whore, Oliver? I’ve never met anyone who seemed to love fucking more than she does.” Familiar speaking.
“I bagged her at her wedding,” Oliver replied. “Got her to suck my cock while her husband was waiting at the altar. She has an almost unlimited capacity for sex. You heard her. She can’t get enough. I believe it’s my turn to use her cunt and sir; you have to try her ass. It’s so tight it will feel like she’s squeezing the head off.”
“Her cunt was pretty tight, too,” Stranger said. “Especially with you in her ass.”
“Hard to believe she was a virgin on her wedding night, isn’t it?” Oliver said.
“You’re kidding,” Familiar said, “a virgin.”
“Never even sucked a cock until she sucked mine,” Oliver said.
“When was this? 5 years ago?”
“About 10 months. I also fucked her right across the street from her husband’s office,” Oliver said.
“He doesn’t care if his wife is a whore?” Familiar asked.
“Doesn’t know. You should see her lie to him. I was licking her cunt when she was talking to him on the phone. He didn’t have a clue. Let’s finish this up. One more round of cum and she might almost have enough. Suck me hard, slut.”
Oliver’s cock touched my lips and I opened up for him. He slid in. I could still taste my ass on him. I didn’t even gag this time. I guess you could get used to anything. When Oliver was hard, he help me mount him. The sweet heat in my cunt warning me I was going to cum some more. Mister Familiar was the next one to use my mouth to get hard. I believed I finally realized who he was. He was running for Attorney General and with the election in a little over two weeks, was hitting the airwaves hard with his campaign ads. It took him a little longer this time. He was the oldest of the trio. Still, the fact he’d be fucking my ass while all my other holes were filled was enough to finally get him hard enough to slide into my cum soaked rectum. My sphincter stretched enough today to provide little impediment to his cock, even though he was also the largest of the three.
Leaving only Stranger, who filled my mouth as soon as the other two were comfortably fucking my other two holes. If I was a slut, I was going to act like a slut, audience be damned. I moaned around the cock in my mouth, I fucked the cocks in my crotch. I gave them everything I had and they appreciated it. The couldn’t stop exclaiming what a whore I was, the perfect fuck, willing to give every part of myself for their pleasure and mine.
I stopped trying to resist my lust. I loved to fuck and fuck I would. I climaxed, once, twice, three times while they reamed me. I slurped on the cock in my throat, encouraging Stranger to gift me his seed. I rolled between the two cocks filling my belly and butt, trying to drive them deeper inside, whimpering all the while. I was Nin-imma, Mesopotamian goddess of the cunt, milking for their cum. Stranger climaxed and I sipped his cum like nectar, sucking it from his balls. Oliver bucked up and released, surrendering his 4th batch of sperm while I bounced on his cock. Familiar alone remained, plowing my ass.
“Fuck me,” I begged. “Please, make me cum again. I love to cum. You make me feel so good.”
For an older guy, he was battering me good; long, deep thrusts into my ass, using every inch of his dick to plunder my butt. I orgasmed.
“Cum in me. Cum in my ass. Fill it with your cream, you bastard,” I moaned, convulsing over his cock.
Finally, I felt him swell and he added his cum to the stew in my ass.
“Let me suck your cock,” I pleaded. “Let me clean my ass off your prick.”
His cock twitched in my ass hearing me beg to suck it. He happily withdrew from my rectum and I turned around to suck it into my mouth like the depraved cock sucking whore I was. When he was clean, I made sure the other two cocks were free of cum as well, licking my lips when I finished like a cat with cream.
I knelt on the bed while they dressed. Oliver escorted them out. When he returned, he told me I could remove my mask. The mask came off and I blinked in the sunlight. He tossed me a towel and told me to wipe the cum off. I stood up and stretched, cum running down my legs from my ass and cunt. I slowly wiped it off, dabbing at the tender orifices, sore from the rampant fucking.
“You really seemed to get into your fucking at the end,” Oliver noted.
“Am I mistaken. Isn’t this what you wanted all along, for me to finally become so depraved I’d beg for cock every chance I got? Now, I’m begging for it and you seem surprised.”
“I didn’t think it would be so easy.”
“It wasn’t easy. What else could you do to me? I’ve surrendered every hole, all of my dignity, the love and honor of my husband and my marriage. You said it yourself, every time I was given a choice, I made the slut’s choice, revealing my inner nature. I’m beginning to accept who and what I am. You’ve proven beyond a doubt I’m a whore. When you made me suck your cock after fucking me ass, I lost the last shred of self-respect I possessed. There’s nothing left of me but the cock hungry shell you’ve turned me into. Why fight it any longer?”
He looked at me. “Go take a shower.”
I went into the bathroom.
“Signing out,” I whispered. “I’m about to get wet.” Hiding the bug under my towel, I took a quick shower. I came out drying myself, the ear piece concealed in my hand and stood by the sliding door leading to his pool and spa. This was the tricky part.
“If we’re done fucking for awhile, have you any objection to me using the hot tub. My cunt and ass are quite sore and it would be a relief to soak in hot water for awhile.”
“Why not.”
I hung up the towel in the bathroom and headed to his study.
“Where are you going?” Oliver asked.
“To get my sunglasses from my purse. It’s still quite bright outside. It’s only 3:30.”
“Okay.”
I breathed a sigh of relief as he let me go, sauntering slowly, restraining the impulse to run. Taking a quick glance down the hall to ensure Oliver hadn’t followed me, I went into my purse, and slapped the book into the bookshelf. Snagging an audio bug and the sunglasses, the bug went under a corner of his desk where he was unlikely to touch.
“Book and bug in study,” I whispered to earpiece before shoving it to the bottom of my purse. I sauntered back as easily as I’d left and went out to his deck. Oliver followed behind. Laying the towel on one of the deck chairs, I slid into the tub, sighing as I went in. My nether regions really were quite sore.
Oliver sat on a chair nearby, still studying me, wondering what I was doing.
I closed my eyes behind my sunglasses, his frank appraisal a little scary. Don’t panic, Brenda. You’re doing fine.
“I’m surprised you haven’t made me sun myself at your pool before. Your neighbor can see over the fence from his second floor. It’s the kind of shitty thing that’s right up your alley.”
He glanced over at the neighbors. “I believe the Missus uses that as a sewing or craft room. No one but her is usually there. Not nearly embarrassing enough,” he replied.
“No. I suppose not. Still; every little bit helps. Just out of curiosity, are we done fucking now. I didn’t get a ton of sleep last night and I’m supposed to contact Tan tonight; kind of a mutual masturbation thing we have worked out.”
“No, I want you to spend the night.”
“I guess I won’t be FaceTiming with Tan tonight, since he’ll recognize this isn’t our home.”
“When he calls, tell him one of your girlfriends is visiting, so you can’t masturbate.”
“You do realize, don’t you, that just because I’ve decided I really like fucking, really, really like fucking; I still don’t like fucking you.”
“That’s the Brenda I know and love,” Oliver said. “I was getting worried about you.”
From that moment on, Oliver seemed to relax again and not pay as much attention to me. 15 minutes in the spa, I got out and started swimming laps, resting my sunglasses on a table facing Oliver. It had been quite awhile since I’d done them. I’d been posing almost every day and busy with Tan or my other, depraved, life. My honeymoon was the last time I remembered swimming laps. Oliver slapped a couple steaks on the grill, opened a bag of mixed salad greens and cracked open a bottle of wine. He called me out of the pool when the steaks were done. I ate, my sunglasses back on, but I remained as aloof and detached from him as possible.
He seemed to like it that way, not yet sure he could trust slut Brenda. He was right. I’d decided if I was going to surrender every particle of the old me and sink into his pit of depravity, I was going to take him down with me, hopefully to drown. When I finished eating, I got back in the hot tub, not ready to swim laps after eating. When I felt I’d boiled enough, I got out and lay down in one of the deck chairs. I closed my eyes.
“I want to fuck again.”
I opened my eyes. Oliver was standing over my lounge, his cock hard.
“Can’t we give it a rest. My cunt and ass are still sore from the fucking I took this afternoon. I need to recover or I won’t remain as tight as you seem to like me.”
“Your mouth then.”
I got up to go in the house.
“No, out here.”
I glanced at the neighbors house, the window on the second floor. The lowering sun was shining on the glass and was impossible to see into.
Noticing my look, Oliver said, “I haven’t seen anyone up there, if that’s what you’re wondering, but I only do if it’s dark and the light is on. For all I know, she’s been watching you all afternoon. If she’s watching, give her a show. Demonstrate how a slut sucks cock.”
I sighed. Sitting on the edge of my lounge, I tugged Oliver’s cock into my mouth. I deep throated his erection for 15 minutes, demonstrating every talent I now possessed. I realized my sunglasses were still on and my invisible watchers would be viewing a close up of the base of his rigid prick and pubic hair slowly bobbing back and forth, like they were sucking Oliver’s cock. I smiled, wondering how uncomfortable the two men might be if they were watching. I cupped his sack and slurped loudly, feeling his balls twitch before his cock swelled and I received my love offering. He allowed me to swallow it all. Facials only seemed to be his thing when someone else was watching. He wasn’t sure of the person in the upstairs window. He didn’t know he had another audience. When his cock was clean, I leaned back on the lounge, relaxing once more.
The sun setting, I went into his bedroom, setting the sunglasses on his clothes bureau pointed into his room, crossing my fingers they’d remain there. We went into his family room and turned on the TV. He asked me what I wanted to watch. I scrolled through the offerings in the Guide settling on the TV series “Outlander” on Starz. Tan and I didn’t get Starz, so I hadn’t followed the TV show, but I loved the books. The guy playing Jamie Fucker was a barrel chested stud. Oliver had me sit beside him and lightly stroked my breasts and/or sex while we watched it, keeping me on edge.
It was between seasons for the series, but they were replaying season two, where Jamie and Claire were in France trying to disrupt the Jacobite rebellion to keep the battle of Culloden from happening. I laughed at the episode where Claire had her cunt waxed like the French nobility and Jamie was surprised to find her bare. I cried at the episode where Jamie and Black Jack Randall duel and they’re arrested and Claire loses her baby. I cringed when Claire had to sleep with King Louis to obtain Jamie’s release from prison. Too much like my own life, I suppose.
Tan called and Oliver paused the show, but he kept his hands on me, playing with my body, as I talked to Tan.
“Hey, Brenda. Are you as ready as I am?”
“I’m sorry, Tan, but a couple of the girls are over right now and I can’t masturbate with you right now.”
“You know this is the time for our thing. Why haven’t you gotten rid of them?”
“What am I supposed to say? Tan’s going to call at 10 and we’re going to masturbate for each other on FaceTime. Please leave.”
“Why not?”
“Have I ever told your friends to leave when we had other plans?”
“No,” he admitted.
Oliver was gently stroking my clit now, erect and poking from my folds, Oliver hoping to make my cum or at least moan while Tan was on the phone to see how I’d explain it away. I needed to get rid of him quickly.
“I’ll make it up to you soon, Tan, I promise. We’re in the middle of a game now. Text me and I’ll do it whenever you want, even in the middle of modeling for Suki.”
Tan would probably love that. I suppressed a moan, almost choking on it.
“Okay, I’ll hold you to that,” Tan said. “Whenever I want.”
“I love you. Bye, honey,” I got out, hanging up just before I moaned, rolling my cunt and my eager nubbin against Oliver’s hand.
“You fucking bastard!” I screamed. …. ….
I nonetheless mounted him, dying to have a cock in me; any cock, even Oliver’s. I started riding him, bouncing up and down his shaft, desperate to cum. There was no hope for me. I was addicted to cock now, addicted to sex, addicted to cumming. Oliver was grinning like the fucking Cheshire Cat as I rode him. It only took me a couple minutes to cum, and a couple more to cum again. My pussy was soup, slick with my fluids. I rode him until he orgasmed, spilling what little cum he had left today in my cunt. It was the sixth time I’d drained him. I climbed off him, ready to resume the show, but he made me suck him clean again. Cleanliness before Outlander his new adage.
We finished the show we were watching, then I wanted to go to bed, unable to stand myself any longer and hoping sleep would bring relief the waking world didn’t. I despaired from wanting to fuck Oliver so much after speaking to my husband, my phone still warm in my hand when I plunged over his cock.
Oliver stayed up awhile longer, watching the news. I went to bed conscious of the camera eye in the bedroom, silently watching, recording, knowing whatever else happened in this room, other people would be witnesses. I cried myself to sleep.
I woke briefly when Oliver climbed into bed with me, sliding against my back, his cock, limp between my cheeks, so much like Tan, I started silently weeping again, though I found the arms of Morpheus shortly after.
Next morning, Oliver woke me, petting and stroking me. His cock was hard. I could feel him on my backside, resting against my anus.
“If you want me to suck you after you fuck me in the ass, you need to let me cleanse myself first. It’s been almost 24 hours since I last did it.”
“Fair enough,” Oliver said. “I’ll wash up afterward.”
Putting a couple of the pillows under my hips, I lay over them with my legs parted. Oliver was kind enough to lube my ass before pushing through the star sphincter. He took his time entering me, realising I might still be sore from yesterday. He wanted me to enjoy his fucking. It was no fun to him unless he could make me cum against my will. I was a little sore, but a fading ache, soon to disappear. I lay quiescent, absorbing his strokes for as long as I could without responding. My body eventually betrayed me, as it so often did, and I found myself fucking back against him. I was still silent but for tiny moans and whimpers I hoped were too soft for the camera to hear. Despite my best intentions, my orgasm was loud enough for the neighbors to hear, so I knew once more my depravity was clear to everyone.
Oliver got up and washed himself, returning with a washcloth so I could wipe off the cum leaking from my ass.
“Anything else, or can I go now,” I said.
“Have breakfast with me, and after I fuck your cunt again, you can leave.”
I nodded. He left me alone while he fixed breakfast and I was able to plant a couple more bugs around his living room, family room and bedroom as I wandered his house, seemingly at loose ends. He called me to breakfast and we ate silently while he glanced at the Sunday newspaper. When I was done with my breakfast, he got me to suck his cock under the table while he continued reading until he was hard, then he bent me over the breakfast table with my face in the dishes and fucked me hard. I orgasmed twice before Oliver filled my cunt with his creamy seed.
Say what else you would about Oliver; his balls were an almost inexhaustible source of cum. I knew I was unlikely to be the only woman he fucked. Given his actions at the Club, men might also be a source of sex for him, so perhaps we all kept his reproductive system in perfect working order. He patted my ass when he pulled out of me and I knelt down to clean him off once more.
“Done now,” I said, standing up.
“You can leave now.”
I dressed and gathered all my things except the sunglasses. Before I left, Oliver told me I’d be busy on Election Day and not to make any other plans.
“More sex magic to get the Attorny General candidate elected?” I asked.
“You recognized him, huh?”
“His ads are all over TV and the radio. All he had to do was talk enough and I’d recognize his voice. He couldn’t shut up.”
Oliver laughed. “No, I took care of his election yesterday. It’s why you were fucking him. I’ve got much bigger plans for Election Day. I’m thinking National Election. I want Donald Trump to be president. He’s my kind of pervert. Hilary should be a fucking whore like you.”
“She’s ahead in the polls,” I said. “Most political pundits are calling the election hers already.”
“We’ll see. You’ll be going out to the Club again. Cleanse your ass beforehand. I’m sure it will see a lot of action. Most people don’t get to fuck an ass as nice and tight as yours.” I wondered how nice and tight I would be before they were done. I’d only been fucked in the ass three times by Oliver and his friends and I was sore.
One last thing I wanted to know. “I can’t believe that idiot thinks you won’t use that fucking film you recorded yesterday against him. How stupid is he?”
“Pretty damn stupid,” Oliver said, laughing. “You said it yourself. He’s an idiot.”
Maybe Jolene or Mark could find some way to use that line against Oliver. There’d been more than one idiot fucking me yesterday.
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