She was wearing a sharp black dress with silver accents. Her very
shapely legs were covered in tan stockings, which were held up by garters
at the top of them. Kelly always enjoyed wearing stockings like these,
especially since during the last two years her boss Martin has had her on her
back in the office more than once. She enjoyed a good midday fuck, and always
dressed to make it easier. She completed the outfit with 4″ black pumps and
a black body briefer underneath.

Kelly finished her computer work, put on her coat, and headed for the
door. “At last”, she said to herself, “home to relax and unwind”. What
she meant was home to play with herself.

She reached her apartment, and proceeded to enter it. As she walked in,
she noticed all the lights were out. As she fumbled around in the dark, she
felt a strong hand grab her from behind and cover her mouth. After a few
moments of struggling, she passed out.

The next time she woke up, she found herself chained by her neck to
a wall. Both of her ankles were tied together, and she had a ball gag in
her mouth.

Looking around the room, she could only wonder in silence what had
happened to her. She soon would know as two men entered the room.

“The dealer was right” she heard one of the men say while the other
came over to her and fondled her tits. Kelly tried to pull away, and was
smacked across her mouth for her trouble.

“Stupid bitch” is what she heard from a familiar voice. “You always
did want things when you wanted them, now, you are going somewhere and
will do anything and everything you are told!”.

Standing in front of her was her boss and lover Martin. She tried to
get close to him, but he just pushed her away and smacked her face. He then
pulled her by her hair across the room to the feet of the two men.

“Have her cleaned up and ready for auction tonight!” she heard him
say. Martin looked down at her and smiled. “I am going to sell you pretty
young body bitch”. “Hopefully, someone will buy you for your pussy,
otherwise, you will be working like a common slave”. He laughed as tears
rolled down Kelly’s face.

Kelly found herself being stripped and washed by two other women who
were playing with her as they prepared her. Each time she resisted one of
their actions, she was whipped across her ass. She finally just stood there
and let them work on her.

She was now dressed in a black bra with small black panties. Around her
waist was a gold chain with her name engraved on it. She was also wearing
her familiar black stockings. Her ankles and wrists were chained together,
and she was wearing four inch spiked heels. Her hair was teased up high, and
she was very made up.

Martin came into the room and eyed her. He walked over to her, and placed
a collar and leash around her neck. “Now we will see what you are worth”. He
lead her out of the room and down the hall to a room where several men & women
were waiting.

She saw other young girls like herself there, many of them already bought.
She saw two girls that could not have been older than twenty chained together.
It appeared they were bought by an older man who wanted young pussy. All of
the girls were dressed like herself.

Slowly each girl was brought around the room by their leashes, and were
grabbed and pawed by the potential buyers. Most were men, some were women,
and it looked like they were from all over the world. Kelly tried to resist
the buyers advances, and was hit each time she tried. She just closed her
eyes and hoped it was a dream. Her hopes were shattered with the words,

“Let the bidding begin !”

——–Kelly Captured——- (2)

Bids were coming from all sides of the room. $10,000, $15,000
$25,000, figures flying back and forth, girls being examined, taken
away, humilated, their spirits broken.

There was on the side of the room a well dressed, middle aged
couple. Earlier, they had been looking Kelly and another girl over.
Before the level of bidding got any higher, they jumped in and offered
$40,000 for Kelly and a young girl named Lea.

“Is there any other bids for these beauties” the auction master
shouted. “Going once, twice, sold!” Kelly fell to the floor in tears.

The pair was brought over to their new owners. The wife ran her
hands up and down Lea’s body, while the husband was admiring Kelly,
but did not touch her. They paid for them, put chains around their
ankles and necks, and led them away to a waiting limo.

Kelly and Lea were put into the limo, Kelly with the man and Lea with
the wife. It was a large limo, so husband and wife had slides to
separate each others activities. Her hands were chained behind her to
the side of the door.

The man slipped his fingers underneath her black bra, and massaged
her nipples until they were rock hard. Another hand rubbed her pussy
thru the small black panties she was forced to wear. Kelly pleaded with
him to stop, to tell her where she was going and why.

“Please, please let me go, please don’t touch me.”

“We have to do something to calm you down and shut you up.” he said.
With that, he started removing his pants and shorts. Kelly had a look of
horror on her face. He stroked his cock, making it stiff. He took his hand
and placed it on the back of Kelly’s head, and pulled her mouth close to
his cock.

Kelly was not exactly a prude, but she NEVER gave any of the men in
her life head, not even Martin. She always thought it was disgusting,
and could not imagine swallowing a mans cum.

“No, I don’t do that!, please!, no!, no!, um, hmm…” her pleas were
replaced by slurping sounds as his cock disappeared into Kelly’s mouth.
She tried to pull away, but he kept the pressure firm on her head, and
started sliding her head and mouth up and down his erect shaft.

“You better learn to give good head, it is something you will no
doubt be doing a lot of.” “That’s it, go slow, steady, up, down, take
your tongue and circle the head of my cock, yes, good girl.”

Kelly thought to herself, “I cannot believe this, I have a mans
cock in my mouth!” She remembered what had just been said to her,
and closed her eyes tightly and worked on his cock. She ran her
tongue along the shaft and his balls, and deep throated his cock more
than once. She had seen it done in videos, and even if she thought it
was disgusting, she wondered how a woman did that and what the mans
response was. She was learning now.

The man was starting to moan and make noises, and Kelly
wondered if he was about to come. She did not want to swallow cum,
and tried to pull his cock out of her mouth. He grabbed her head with
both hands, and forced her to continue.

“Here it is Kelly, be a good girl and swallow it all!” He let his
load go, and Kelly, almost choking, was forced to swallow wave after wave
of his cum. With his cock completely spent, he pulled it out, and Kelly
licked the head and the shaft clean.

Kelly layed back in the seat as he dressed himself. She had just
given her first blowjob, and could still taste his cum on her lips and
in her throat. The man sat back in the chair, and admired his pretty
cocksucker. He felt her panties, saturated from the excitement she
could not avoid feeling.

“Wet my dear, well, I think we will have to take care of this as
soon as we get home!” Kelly just sat there and looked away, hoping
nothing more would or could happen. She also wondered what was going to
happen to Lea. Just then, the car rounded the corner and came to a stop.

Her ankles and wrists were still chained together, her legs and ass sore
from kneeling and sitting on her spiked heels. Her hair and makeup needed
repairing, and there was dried cum on her lips and face.

She was helped out of the limo, and was standing in front of a
large mansion. The chains on her ankles were loosened up to allow
her to walk without assistance.

“Welcome to your new home Kelly!” “Lets get you inside and take
care of your wet panties.” She was led up the steps and inside the
house.

——–Kelly Captured——- (3)

Inside the mansion, Kelly saw expensive paintings, furniture,
and winding staircases. Servants quickly came over and collected
the couples coats and to assist in bringing the new girls in.

Lea was carried in, unconcessus. Kelly tried to move over to see
what was wrong with her, but was pulled back. The woman of the house
came over to her, and began to unlock her chains.

“Do not worry about her, she will be alright”. Kelly was still
upset. “What will happen to her and to me?”

“We are going to make good use of you both”. “For now, I plan to use
you around the house”. She called one of the other maids over. She
appeared to be about 25 years old, was in nice shape and had a well-
built body. She sprang to attention and came right over.

“Kelly, this is Maddy, she will get you dressed and show you what
your duties are.” “Do them well, and you will have no problem,
otherwise….”

She hung her head. Maddy took Kelly’s hand and led her up the
steps. The couple began to speak to each other about the events of
the day and their purchases.

“Kelly will provide much to us, I found her “talented” and eager
to please.” “The woman added, “Lea shows great promise, she could be
worth a lot more than we imagined.”

“I am going to go upstairs and rest” the man said to his wife,
who kissed him and walked away. The man proceeded up the stairs to
his room.

Maddy brought Kelly to her room, and began selecting a maids
outfit for her to wear. Maddy’s unifrom was black flats, black
stockings, a black and white one piece dress and headpiece completed
the outfit. She layed the clothing down on the bed.

“This is what you will be wearing, you can change into now, and I
will take you around so you can get started.” “Any questions?”

“What are you doing here, did they buy you like me?” “What
happens once were here, and what happened to the girl who came in
here with me?”

“I have been here for five years” Maddy said as she and Kelly
sat down on the bed. “I ran away from home when I was a teenager, and was
living on the streets until I was found one night and was brought here
to work.” As for your friend, as with you and I, they will do what they
wish with her.”

“But I do not understand”, Kelly asked again. “Why are you here?”
Maddy ran her hand up Kelly’s thigh as she replied.

“I spent my first night with the lady of the house in her room, and
found I enjoyed her company and the company of other women”. “So they
let me work here, and I get to spend time with her and some of the new
“help”, like yourself”. Maddy planted a kiss on Kelly’s lips.

“You can start your new duties later, now, your mine!” Maddy
exclaimed, throwing Kelly on her back and kissing her deeply with
much passion and a strong embrace.

Maddy was very talented with her hands and tongue, and was
keeping up a steady pace of kissing while exploring Kelly’s body.
She tried to force Maddy away, and once or twice tried to hurt her
with her heels. Smoothly, she used her legs to pin Kelly’s down and
slid her heels off. Her legs were spread open and held down by
Maddy’s stocking covered legs.

Kissing her way down to her breasts, Maddy pulled Kelly’s bra
off and sucked and licked her nipples, making them rock hard and
erect. Kelly was moaning and crying at the same time, and Maddy
was becoming excited.

“Time for a good womans fuck Kelly, time to make you come.”
Maddy positioned herself between Kelly’s legs, they were pussy to
pussy, panties still on. Maddy began to grind against Kelly, who
kept trying in vain to resist.

Rubbing her clit faster and faster, Maddy was making herself very
excited, and Kelly found herself becoming equally excited. She was getting
hot, and despite her deep feelings pushed against Maddy for relief.
This may be the only way she can survive for now.

Their moans became louder and louder, and soon they both exploded
in orgasm. Maddy pulled out from between Kelly’s legs, took her in an
embrace, and layed on the bed, kissing and fondling her. There were
tears in Kelly’s eyes as Maddy cuddled against her.

“That’s okay Kelly, you will be alright.” “We will get you dressed
later, maybe even see where Lea is.” “But for now, you have some wet
and sticky panties, lets take them off.”

Maddy slipped Kelly’s cum soaked panties down her legs. She held
them up in the air in front of her, while Kelly reached for a blanket
to cover her exposed pussy.

“I will cover that for you!”, a strong male voice said. It was
the man of the house, standing in the doorway. He walked over, gave
Maddy a kiss, and took Kelly’s panties from her.

“Go ahead Maddy, I think my wife needs some “help” with Lea, I
will take care of Kelly here.” She turned around, blew a kiss to
Kelly, and walked out. The man walked over to the bed, twirling
the panties on his finger.

“I told you we would have to take care of your wet panties, and
this way, we can take care of the panties and the pussy.” Kelly
tried to cover herself up and hide under the covers, but he pulled
them away. Kelly covered her breasts and pussy with her hands.

——–Kelly Captured——- (4)

He moved over towards Kelly, and sat next to her on the bed. He
took her cum soaked panties, and rubbed them across her face, letting
her smell her own excitement.

She tried to turn away, but he held her head still and laughed as
Kelly fought to avoid contact with the clothing. It was a sign of her
shame, and she could not stand the fact she could not have stopped what
happened to her.

“So pretty, and so sweaty, did you enjoy your little get together
with Maddy?” Kelly was asked by the man with a smile while sniffing her
cum soaked panties. “It sure seems that way!”

Kelly was drenched in sweat and cum from her own excitement and from
Maddy. She felt dirty and disgusted, and she was alarmed at what could be
coming next.

“There will be other times to play, now it is time for you to do a
little work around here” she was told. “Go into the bathroom and shower,
and be in your uniform and ready in one hour!” With that, the man walked
out the door and locked it.

She went into the shower, and soon had warm water running across and
down her sweaty and sticky body. Kelly ran soap over her breasts, her
neck, and across her stomach. She moved the soap in between her legs,
and soon had thick foamy soap filling her pussy, cleaning away the
traces of her encounter. After several minutes in the warm water, she
rinsed off and started to dry herself off.

Reluctantly, she began to dress herself in her maids outfit. First
white panties and a black push up bra. It put a strain on her breasts,
hurting her and pushed tight against her nipples. Kelly was given dark
black stockings with stay-up elastics and seams to wear, and she slid them
up her long, slender legs with ease. Her legs were one of her better
features, and despite the situation, she admired how good she looked in
them.

Kelly put on her black and white uniform, and noticed with a sigh it just
about covered her ass and was very low cut. She felt more like a whore
and less like a servant. Then again, who knows what she really was and
what she would be in store for next. Tight fitting black flats were the
finishing touches to the outfit along with the headpiece. Kelly looked in
the mirror and saw her young frame encased in a maids outfit. She had be
a corporate secretary, a success. Now, she had been taken, sold, fucked,
sucked, and humiliated. Now, she was servant, and in her situation, this
could mean anything.

She heard the door unlock, and in came Maddy, who was putting her
shoes back on as she came to inspect Kelly’s appearance. She come over
to Kelly, and planted a kiss on her cheek. “You look refreshed and very
pretty, I guess you are ready for work!” Maddy smiled as she circled
around Kelly.

“What is it exactly I will be doing?” Kelly asked her with more than
a concerned tone. “Oh, some cleaning, some dusting, and some “special”
assignments with the mistress and the master of this house”. “I just came
from there, she needed some “special” attention, and you girlfriend was
just to tied up in other things!”

“Where is Lea, is she alright?” Kelly asked Maddy with alarm. “Do
not worry about her, she is fine”. “But you must come with me, there is
work to be done”. Maddy took her by the hand, and led her out the door
and down the hall.

——–Kelly Captured——- (5)

Kelly and Maddy passed many elegant rooms and find furnishings.
She noted the grand style of the house, and also wondered what was going
on in some of these rooms. While walking with Maddy, she saw many other
women dressed like herself and others dressed in gowns and elegant dresses.
When she attempted to say something to them, Maddy gave her a gentle but
firm pull and kept her away from the others.

Both women came to a large entrance with double doors and a lock.
Reaching into the seam of the top of her stocking, Maddy pulled out a
small gold key and put it into the lock and turned. She led Kelly in,
closed the door behind them, and locked it.

Inside the room were many men and women talking and listening to
the piano being played in the corner of the room. There were both older
and younger people there, so it was very hard to tell who was here to
serve and who was doing the serving. She saw older and younger maids,
and some well dressed girls attending and laughing with some of the men.
Kelly wondered to herself how many of these girls were doing what they
did voluntary.

“Kelly, you are to walk around here with this serving tray and take
care of all of the guests needs”, Maddy explained to her. “If you have
any questions, please come to me, but do not try to talk to the other
girls, and do not speak to the guest unless they speak to you first, is
this understood!”

“Yes”, Kelly said as she picked up her tray and began walking around
the room. Many men called her over for the drinks on her tray, and more
than once she felt a hand on her ass or brush against her breasts. She
just smiled and kept moving whenever this happened, and tried not to get
upset.

At the other end of the room, a man was standing alone sipping his
drink. He motioned for Kelly to bring him a drink, and she came over to
him, handed him a fresh drink, took his empty away, and began to walk away.
He stopped her, and started to talk.

“What is you name young lady?”, he asked in a quiet tone. He had some
sort of accent, she could not tell where he was from. He was well dressed,
and very polite.

She responded softly, “my name is Kelly, and may I serve you?” She
was very nervous, and it showed in the way she was holding the tray. He
put his hands on hers, and stopped the trembling. It was a warm feeling,
and she was confused over the feelings she had.

“Kelly, this is a pretty name for a pretty woman”. “You are very
lovely, too lovely to be serving drinks at parties”. “Such a woman
should be enjoying herself, giving and receiving pleasure, and be at
ease with herself”.

Soon the gentleman of the house and his wife came over, and were
talking with this man, while Maddy took Kelly to the side and spoke
with her. All during the conversation, this man kept his eye on Kelly.

“He is very wealthy and powerful, be nice to him, you never know
what could happen”, Maddy said to Kelly. What could happen, this is
what was on Kelly’s mind. She would soon learn.

The gentleman of the house walked over to Kelly and smiled. He
brushed her cheek and hair, and spoke to her. “Dear, beautiful Kelly,
I want you do go with this man, and be nice to him”. “He will make you
feel good and very happy, and I EXPECT you to do the same”. “Do you
understand me?”

Kelly nodded, and with tears welling in her eyes, walked back over to
the gentleman. He took her hand, kissed it, smiled, and began to speak.
“Dear Kelly, my name is Ian, and I hope to take care of you and be good
to you, and hope you do the same to me”. “Take my hand, and follow me”.

Ian guided her through the room and out the main doors as Maddy
looked on smiling. She was standing next to the mistress, who was
caressing her shoulders. Kelly thought to herself, just how much time
and what was Maddy doing with this woman? And how and where was Lea?

Kelly was led to a large room which was Ian’s suite. They both
walked in, and Kelly noticed another young girl, dressed in a similar
manner, cleaning up the room. She was picking up torn pieces of what
looked like a dress, and material which looked like underwear.

As she was looking around, she felt Ian’s two hands circle her
waist and before she could resist she was being held in his arms. If
she tried to move, Ian held her firm. He slowly took his right hand
and put it on the back of Kelly’s head, and pushed his lips and hers
together. Kelly tried hard to resist, but his grip was strong, so was
his passion. With this, the other maid exited the room.

Ian pushed Kelly down onto his bed, and continued to kiss her,
while running his hands up and down her legs. Kelly began to struggle,
but she was not strong enough to fight him off, and her movements
attempting to get him off of her excited him more.

He pushed Kelly further up the bed, and slid his hands under her
skirt to her panties. He moved to pull them down her legs, but Kelly
kept closing her legs and pushing against him to make it difficult. He
reached with one strong pull, and ripped the garment from her body and
threw it on the floor.

Kelly was being held down by his weight and his strength, and she
could do little to resist, but kept trying. Ian had removed all his
clothing, and was beginning to position himself to enter Kelly. She in
vain kept trying to close her legs, kick him, fight him off by whatever
means she could think of. She tried hurting him with her shoes, he took
them off and threw them across the room. With both hands holding her down,
it was hard for him to make attempts to fuck her.

Ian finally used all of his body weight and came down on her chest,
and while she caught her breath he grabbed her by the hair with one hand
and ripped the uniform off her body. She was on all fours on the bed,
clothing torn, clad only in black stockings and bra. She was crying, and
was not fighting anymore.

“Well my dear, I think I like this angle, why don’t we give it a try!”
Before Kelly realized what he meant, Ian grabbed her, pushed her against
the wall, and plowed himself inside her from behind. He screams were
muffled by his hand, she was not a willing and practiced back door woman.

Her attempts to stop only pushed her back onto Ian’s pole, and she let
out some screams before Ian could cover her mouth. He grabbed her around the
waist, and began to push and thrust into her faster and faster.

Kelly began to emit soft moans, which then grew louder and louder.
Ian had started to stir something in her, and despite her feelings, she
continued moaning louder and louder. Ian kissed the back of her neck, and
pulled on her hair like he was pulling a dog on a leash. Kelly was still
moaning, and it appeared she would come soon.

Ian’s thrusts increased, and he too was ready to come. He grabbed her
tighter, and with one full thrust exploded inside her. While he sent waves
of cum to fill her hole, Kelly started to buck her hips. She let out a
scream, and her excitement soon began flowing out of her.

Kelly fell on her stomach, and Ian was lying on top of her. He was
kissing behind her neck, but she made no movement or tried to resist.
Instead, she cried softly, crying to mask the moans of pleasure she felt,
trying to mask the fact she actually enjoyed this sexual encounter, and
wondering what this could lead to next.

——–Kelly Captured——- (6)

Kelly woke up after crying herself to sleep to find herself alone in
bed. The room was cleaned of all of the torn clothing and any mess made
by the attack Ian made on her.

She reached down in between her legs and stroked her pussy. It was
very sore, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her behind. She
got up out of the bed to check herself in the mirror. Her make-up and
hair needed fixing, she was sweaty, and what little she wore needed a
change. Kelly searched the room for her uniform and shoes, but there
was nothing around.

She decided to try to clean herself up a little, and moved towards
the bathroom. As she went to open the door, it was opened for her, and
out walked Ian.

“Good morning my young Kelly, did we sleep well?”, Ian asked with a
smile and a kiss on the forehead. “You gave me some workout, I too
needed some rest and a shower”. “Did anyone tell you that you are a
good fuck?”

Kelly just kept her head bowed, and made her way into the bathroom.
She walked into the shower bra, stockings and all, and turned on the
water. Soon, warm water and soap was washing away the stains and the
memory of the evening past. She took her wet undergarments and piled
them outside the shower. Naked or not, she would not wear those items
again. She completed her shower, toweled her body dry, and wrapped a
fresh towel around herself. Kelly opened the door, and walked back out
into the room where Ian was waiting.

“Come over to me, I want to see you”, Ian said with a quiet but
firm tone. Slowly, Kelly came over to him, clutching the towel which
covered her body. He moved her hands away, and made her drop the towel
to the floor.

“What beautiful breasts you have, so soft and so full”. “Come over
closer”. Kelly tried moving away, but Ian pulled her towards him, and
was soon rubbing his hands over her breasts. Kelly showed no emotion,
so Ian increased the rubbing motion, and then leaned over and took one
of her nipples in his mouth.

Ian was soon moving from nipple to nipple, sucking and biting on
each, while his cock was growing and rubbing up against Kelly’s body.
She was biting her lip, the circling motion Ian was making around her
nipples was getting her excited.

After a few minutes, Ian stepped back and continued to rub Kelly’s
breasts. Her eyes were closed, she was trying to control her emotions.
She could not see what Ian was doing, and when she opened her eyes, she
found her mouth being led to the tip of Ian’s cock.

“Please, please, I do not like that, I do not give head, please,
please…ough…..” Kelly’s voice was muffled as Ian’s cock slid into
Kelly’s mouth and throat. She was not an accomplished head giver, and
choked and gagged more than once.

Kelly’s mouth moved back and forth across Ian’s shaft, and she
kept her eyes closed tight. Her breasts bounced freely as she held Ian
in her mouth, and more than once she tried holding them.

Kelly was now running her tongue along the shaft and his balls,
taking them both in her mouth. She soon took the large cock back in her
mouth, and began pumping it with her mouth faster and faster. Ian
thought to himself, “pretty good for someone who does not like to give
head!” She was sensing Ian may be ready to come, so she started
to slow down and move away.

Instead, like most men receiving head, he put his hand behind her
head and held her mouth on his shaft, and pushed it deeper into her
mouth. Ian was grunting and making noise, and Kelly, her eyes now
opened, looked at him in fear as she continued to slide up and down
the shaft.

“Oh, I’m going to come, hope you swallow, oh, oh, urgh……”.
With this, he let loose several waves of cum, shooting it down her
throat, then pulled out and shot cum all over her face and breasts.

Kelly layed there, with cum dripping down her face and stomach, and
started to wipe it away from her lips. She had swallowed a lot of
Ian’s cum, and it made her sick to think about what she had just been
forced to do.

Ian wiped off the remaining cum on Kelly’s body, and walked away to
the dressing closet to get himself ready. He had been sucked and fucked
by Kelly in less than a day, so he was feeling quite good. Kelly made
another trip to the shower to remove the cum from her body, and came out
just as Ian was readying to leave.

“Ah Kelly, so nice to see you clean and refreshed again, pity we
cannot have another encounter today, but there is always tonight, or
tomorrow, or whenever I want”, Ian said in a very confident tone.

“But for now, I am sure they can find something or someone for you to
do while I am out, goodbye!”. He kissed her on the forehead, and left
the room.

Kelly sat there on the bed, wrapped in a towel, alone. She wondered
how long she would be here before someone came to get her, use her, or
something worse, if this could be imagined. A thought came to mind to
make a run for it, and see how far she could get. She walked over and
turned the handles on both doors, but they were locked.

She was crushed, and curled up on the bed and started to cry
softly. She turned down the lights, and closed her eyes, trying to
forget what has been happening to her. Soon, she was fast asleep.

The lock on the side door turned, and was opened. A woman came
into the room, and cleaned up some of the mess made by Ian, and to
clean up the bathroom. Noticing that Kelly was lying on the bed without
covers or clothing, she took a blanket from the closet and covered up
Kelly.

Exiting the room and locking the door, the woman was met by Maddy
in the hall and stopped her. “What were you doing in there?” she asked
in a stern voice.

“Nothing miss, I was just cleaning up as you said, I did not do
anything, honest!” The woman was very frightened.

“Okay, but do not let me catch you doing anything or talking to
anyone unless we tell you, it is important that you remain just as we
have made you”. “Now, go down the hall to the mistresses room, she has
some duties for you to attend to”.

The young woman walked down the hall slowly, having some trouble
walking in her heels. She was wearing a regular maids uniform, with
black stockings and headpiece. Around her neck, she wore a choker, but
in the front, there was a little hook in the place of the pendant. Around
each ankle, there were gold chains, and both ears held little gold hoop
earrings.

Walking to the end of the hall, she reached the main doors, and with
a weak hand knocked on the door. The door opened automatically, and she
entered, with the door closing and locking behind her.

A womens voice in the corner of the room spoke out to her. “You
know what you must do, get to it!” With that, the young woman went to
the corner of the room and began to undress. She took off her maids
uniform, and put on a tight fitting spandix like bra and panties. Her
hair, which flowed down her shoulders, was pulled tight into a bun on the
top of her head. Around her ankles, she strapped two leather cuffs, which
could be chained together. She did the same with her wrists.

Slowly walking over to the corner of the room, she came over to the
woman who called her, and kneeled down in front of her. The woman bent
down, and hooked a leash to the chain around her neck. She then pulled
the young woman up, had her sit on her lap, and the leashed woman put
her arms around her.

“That’s a good little girl, you are learning to behave well, maybe
soon we will have you friend join us in our “get togethers”, what do
you think of this sweet little Lea, my little slut?”

I ran up to it and thanked my benefactor as I opened the passenger door
and jumped in. “I really appreciate this.” I said. “Could you give me a
ride to the next exit with a service station?” “Sure” was all she said.
She signaled to traffic and pulled back onto the highway. After a few
seconds I had settled down after adjusting the scanner on my right side,
and took a real look at the driver. Exotic is the best word that came
to mind. She was strikingly pretty, long jet black hair, vaguely
oriental, perhaps of mixed race. She was also heavy, almost, but not
quite fat, with large breasts, a big buttocks, and strong looking calfs.
We were on the road just a minute when she asked me “What was that thing
hanging on your belt?” I thought for a second. She could only be talking
about my scanner. “It’s a scanner” I said as I wrestled it off my belt
trying hard not to bend the antenna against the door too much. I finally
got it and held it in my lap. She glanced quickly at it and I heard her
gasp.

Her eyes were glancing back and forth between the road and the scanner,
more particularly its antenna. I remember when I first got that antenna
that it struck me as being particularly phallic (an Austin Condor for
the those in the know), a little thin perhaps for a dildo, but painfully
long. “What does it do?” she asked. I explained it to her as best I
could. I also turned it on. It stopped on a highway patrol frequency and
revealed some poor slob being run through a licensing check. “That’s
the Highway Patrol” I said. “Is that what it’s for?” she asked. “Well,”
I said, “it’s for getting all kinds of radio”. In quick succession I
punched up some AM news, and FM music station, and the weather channel.
Next I hit the search button which at that moment was programmed to jump
through the 800Mhz cellular phone channels. There were conversations
going on all around us, and she was noticably interested in it all. “You
mean you can hear people talking on the phone?”

I explained the basic idea behind a scanner. She struck me as unusually
interested in it all, for a woman. I’m not sexist, but I’ve never met
more than couple of women among hundreds of scanner hobiests, and none
of them nearly as pretty as this one. All of this took but a few minutes
and we were pulling off at an exit. She continued to ask me questions
about the scanner as we approached a service station just off the
highway.

When we arrived at the service station she offered to take me to my
destination. She said she was going there anyway. I accepted her offer,
arranged for a tow, and called my mechanic. It all took about 15 minutes
then we were back in the car. She didn’t say much for a while and then
said “This is my exit. I’m going to stop at home and get some things
first.” “OK by me” I replied. We pulled off the highway and were at her
house about five minutes later.

When we entered the house she excused herself for a moment then returned
without her pantyhose. She invited me to sit down on her couch in the
living room, and sat right next to me. “Please show me that radio
again.” she said. I unhooked the scanner from my belt again and turned
it on. As it sprang to life, she placed her hand on my thigh. I caught a
wif of an odor, the smell of a woman aroused. I still didn’t understand
what was going on. What did the scanner have to do with her obvious
arousal? “That thing makes me very horny” she said. Her physical signs
of arousal made me very horny, and there is no doubt she noticed the
growing buldge in my pants. She suddenly turned and sat back on the
couch, still next to me, but not quite so intimately. “A lot of men are
turned off by aggressive women” she said. “I’ve never been turned off by
an aggressive woman”.

She turned back to me then, leaned over and kissed me. As her toung
pressed its way into my mouth her hand crossed my thigh again and rested
firmly on my spear. I raised my hips to her touch and she pressed a
little harder. Suddenly she stopped, stood up, and said “come with me.”
I stood up and turned the scanner off, intending to put it down. “Don’t
turn it off” she said. “Bring it with you.”

I complied and followed her around a corner and into a bedroom. She
closed the door behind me and stood with her back against it. I stood at
the side of her bed and faced her. “Take your clothes off.” she said. I
placed the scanner on a dresser, still on, and scanning, by default,
local police and other EMS frequencies. I took my shoes off then began
to unbutton my shirt. “Pants first” she ordered. She stood still and
watched me. When my pants fell to the floor she steped up to me, dropped
down on her knees and reached for my stiffened shaft with both hands.
With one, she directed it to her wet mouth, took it in, and began to
massage it with hand and toung. The other she brought to my balls and
began to stroke them.

She continued to suck me, covering my malehood with layeres of saliva,
as I removed my shirt. I stood there for perhaps a few minutes
experiencing her ministrations as she also began to finger my ass. I
could have exploded right then, but I forced myself in refusing to let
go so easily. After another half minute she released her mouth. “Most
men would have come by now” she cooed. “We haven’t been properly
introduced yet” I replied. She pushed me gently and I fell back onto the
bed. She stood up and lifted her dress revealing a magnificent mass of
black hair as she climbed onto the bed, over me, on her knees.

She leaned over me and grabbed my slick wet stick, stroking the tip a
few times over her sopping wet gully, shivering a little as it touched
her clitoris. Then she positioned the tip at the opening of her pleasure
chasm and with one motion impaled herself on my sword.

As she drove herself down on me, I thrust upwards to meet her. With my
arms I pulled her towards me unziped the back of her dress and opened
her bra. She sat up then, crossed her arms and pulled the dress over her
head. The opened bra went with it revealing the largest and most
magnificent set of brests I had ever had the pleasure of. I drew
her down again and turned my head back and forth teasing each swelled
nipple in turn as she continued to fall on my
accomdating spire.

She moved one of her hands to her slit and began to massage her clit. In
a minute or two she came with deep convulsions and groans as she
collapsed, her sweaty head next to mine where I could smell the passion
that continued to burn in her. Her cunt grew no less hot either as after
a minute she noticed I was still hard as a rock and said “you still
haven’t come”. “We still haven’t been properly introduced” I said. She
rolled off me and onto her back.

I looked at her for a moment, perfectly relaxed. Sweat covered her body,
glistening on her brests, nipples rising and falling sensuously with
each deep breath. Her legs were spread and relaxed, waiting for anything
I might desire to do with her mystical forest and its magical well. I
knelt in front of her and teased her perfumed mystery until I revealed
her triumphant clitoris in its sea of love juice. I bowed to that clit,
stroking it with a toung determined to do what ever it takes to make her
reel in pleasure again. She groaned and arched, pushing her grand canyon
into my face.

I stroked her again and again. She ordered it harder, then slower, then
faster as she convulsed, twisted, and screamed through her second
orgasm. Only when she collapsed for the last time, did I stop licking,
pick my head up, and look her in the eyes. She smiled a little at me and
raised up her legs, spreading them a little more, knowing what I wanted
to do, and offering it to me. I took my pipe in my own hand placed it’s
tip at the mouth of her dripping volcano and ramed it home. She gasped
as it found its mark, and I felt her love tunnel squeeze me, encouraging
me to let it flow. I fucked her now with out regard to control, to how
long I could hold it in, or what felt best to her. I fucked only to
experience my own explosion in her willing bore. When it came I groaned,
my arms collapsed as I shook and felt her rythmic contractions sucking
every last drop of syrupy juice out of my hose.

I rolled off of her and lay next to her. Both of us breathing heavily
now. She got up after a minute and walked up to the scanner standing on
her dresser. “Can you get those telephone conversations back?” She
asked. I stood up and took her place as I switched over to the search
mode in the proper bank. As I did this she reached around behind me and
began again stroking my cock and balls. When the scanner hit the first
cellular conversation she took my hand and pulled me back over to the
bed. “I won’t let you go until you come at least once more” she teased.
and pulled me onto the bed.

This went on for an hour. She came four more times, twice while I
massaged her clit with a vibrator and used the scanner antenna as a
dildo! She screamed when it reached about ten inches into her steaming
pit, but she came, and came again. My second explosion filled her from
behind as I rode a top her luscious ass and she clung to the bed,
knees on the floor, filling her as I shook as waves of orgasm swept my
pulsing organ.

Two more hours went by. She revealed various kinds of sex equipment
stored around her room. Vibrating dildos, rope handcuffs, and other
toys. At one point I had to go to the bathroom. She insisted on
following me, that I step into the shower and let my warm river go on
her. She kneeled in front of my then flacid snake, held it between her
slipery breasts and ordered me to let go. I did, needing it so bad it
felt almost like an orgasm as she rubbed my balls through all of it.
Then she made me lie down between her towering legs and opened her dam
on me. Weak as I was that drove me wild. We showered, and I took her
standing up from behind while the hot water poured over both of us, but
my legs gave way before I could come. She pushed me down again in
the tub, and straddled my head with her knees as she rammed her needy
puss into my face. I licked where I know it feels good, and in minutes
she rocked with yet another orgasm as water still rained down upon us.

I was working on my third orgasm, she had nine or ten. I stood
between her tensed spread legs as she sat on a special chair with grips
above her head for the hands and stirrups for her feet, allowing her to
position herself on a seat that thrust her still demanding pussy straight
out onto my heaving jamb. As I forced my risen flag into her, trying to
release myself yet again she relaxed, stopped rising to meet my
pick, seemingly tired at last. After all she demanded of me, I took her
selfishly, like the first time, caring only for my eruption. I pulled
her ass towards me, pinning her with my massive cylinder. Her slippery
tube was a hot resevior for my last displosion, small but satisfying as
I felt the additional heat of my juices fill her, and dribble down her
ass.

I let her go and collapsed onto the bed. She got herself off the chair
and limped over to the scanner which hadn’t made a peep in some time.
“What happened to the radio?” she asked. I struggled up, my knees a
little stiff, and looked at it. “Batteries are dead” I said. “Then you’d
better go home” was her reply. As I got dressed she put on a robe and
watched me. When finished, she let me out the bedroom door and out to
the front of the house. “You were going to give me a ride home” I
pointed out. “I’m too tired” she said. “Just turn left down the street,
there’s a bus stop there”. As I turned to go she said “You can come back
you know”, and she reached out, touching the scanner antenna! “I will”
was all I could get out, and I left.

As I walked down the street to the bus, it was dark now, and cold. My
groin was strangely numb. I caught an unexpected wife of her passion. I
suddenly remembered the black scanner antenna melding with the wall of
her dark forest as she twisted her hips struggling to increase her
ecstacy. I wondered what people on the bus were going to think of it. I
also realized that if I’d put fresh batteries in the scanner this
morning I’d still be in there, probably for another four hours, and
maybe dead by then…

As I swiveled my barstool around, getting a quick 360 of the
clientele, I realized there was a woman sitting next to me. A good-
looking brunette in a well tailored business suit. And unless I was
very much mistaken, she had been giving me the eye.

I turned around, and she was there all right, looking at me with
an expression I couldn’t quite fathom. “Rough day?,” she asked, and
I relaxed and moved into the “office work” routine with half my mind
while the other half tried to figure what she was looking for. She
was friendly enough, and I tuned back into our discussion just in
time to hear myself recommend a little Chinese place for dinner.

We ate at Yank Soo’s in one of the booths overlooking the river.
Separate checks, of course., She told me about life in the field of
accounting and how hard it was for a woman to get ahead in a male-
dominated area. We talked about college and career, and found a
mutual interest in old jazz. Turns out she had some early Blue Note
disks I had been looking for for years, so I asked about taping them
for my collection and she invited me to come over and give them a
listen first.

Her “little place” was a Victorian brownstone in one of the more
expensive neighborhoods. I pulled into the second bay of the two-car
garage since it looked like rain. She showed me into the music room
as she went to fix something to drink. I was impressed – her jazz
collection was something incredible, from rare Bird to just about
every Monk album ever released. I found the records we had discussed
and put one on the turntable, then sat on the couch and listened.
Cool, sweet, jazz – I closed my eyes and drank in the sound. At some
point in the first track she put a drink in my hand, and I sipped as
I listened.

The first track ended, and I opened my eyes to see her beside me
on the couch. Somehow, taking her in my arms was the easiest thing
to do, and when the second track began we just naturally rose to
start dancing. Her hands drifted down to the base of my spine, and
I became aware of the points of her breasts through the silk blouse
she wore. We turned so she was dancing with her back to me, moving
her hips back into mine. I cupped her breasts, and heard her sigh
as she leaned into me. She turned around, and as our dance went
on she unbuttoned my shirt, then removed it and my jacket. Next
to go was her jacket and blouse, and we danced through the next
solo with her hands inside the back of my pants.

“Come upstairs,” she breathed, running one hand between my
legs, and I didn’t have the will to resist her. She unfastened
my pants there in the music room, leaving me in shorts alone,
took off her bra, and kissed me long and deep, my hands roaming
over her back and down farther. She led me up the stairs, one
hand in my shorts, and opened the door to her bedroom. There was
a large bed there, a music system equal to the one downstairs,
and a low metal Sixties-style bench with a fur seat by a curtained
wall. She asked me to sit on the bench, and as the music from
downstairs continued, used her own fingers to bring her nipples
into proud erection. “Kiss me,” she said, offering a ripe tit,
and I copperated, drawing it into my mouth with lips and tongue.
“Harder,” she moaned, and I used my teeth and tongue, feeling it
become stiff and swollen. She pulled away, then offered the other
breast for the same treatment. Shen she pulled away this time,
her face – indeed her whole upper body – was flushed. She beckoned
with one finger, and I came to her to slip her skirt off, revealing
a black pair of crotchless panties. I slipped a finger between her
thighs, finding that she was already warm and wet.

She asked me to turn around, so I did so, facing the bench and
wall as she draged my shorts down, my penis spring free to smack
audibly against my belly. I felt her hands move down my legs, and
then a clicking sound. I looked down to realize that she had just
fastened a set of fur-lined cuffs around my ankles and snapped them
to the bottom legs of the bench. She pushed me forward, and as I
fell she grabbed one arm, then the other, fastening them similarly
to the other end. I began to appreciate the design of the bench
in a different light now. The seat of the bench ran from just
below my neck to just above my waist, then the bench legs went out
at an angle, leaving me open to the air from the belly button to
mid-thigh. I couldn’t see what she was doing, but I could still
smell her private aroma, and that maintained my flagging erection.

She slid a footstool beneath my chin, lifting my head so I could
see the slit in her panties and smell the juices that were already
gathered there. As she slid forward, I stretched my tongue out to
meet her, finding her hot and wet inside. She gripped my head as
I kissed and licked, and ran trails with her nails around my ears,
the back of my neck, my armpits, each nail leaving a trace I could
feel as clearly as reading a map. I felt something toying with the
head of my penis — she had stretched her legs and gripped me with
her toes. Now she pulled slightly away from my face, and I had to
stretch my head and tongue to reach her, as she braced her hands on
my shoulders and began working me with her feet. I could not hold
off, but as I began to shoot I felt her begin her own spasms around
my tongue.

She bent her knee, bringing one foot onto the stool, her toes
between my face and her pussy. “Suck,” she commanded, and despite
some misgivings I did, mingling the acrid taste of my own fluid with
the heavy smell of her juices. She buried my face inside her pussy
again, and I licked and nibbled until she was satisfied. She arose,
moving to my nether end, and I heard a buzzing sound, then felt a
vibrator moving over my thighs, between my legs, between my cheeks.
She parted my cheeks and I felt her finger work its way into the
opening there, moving in and out until I relaxed. Then her finger
was replaced by something thicker that went in until my muscles
clamped around a narrow portion. She ran the vibrator over the end
of the plug, and the sensation was so intense, that to my surprise
I found myself becoming erect again.

She unhooked the cuffs from the bench, and helped me to stand
erect, taking me in a full body kiss, tongues fighting for space,
then sliding slowly down my body to taste and tease my nipples as
I cupped and squeezed her full breasts. Each move I made caused the
plug to wiggle, making my erection bob and jerk against her. “Poor
baby, we’ve been neglecting you,” she said, and sank to her knees
to engulf me in the moist cavern of her mouth. I closed my eyes and
stroked her fine hair as her tongue and lips worked their magic on
me, all the while her fingers were pinching, caressing and stroking
my thighs, cheeks, genitals. My breath was coming ragged as she
held me on the edge of erupting.

She pulled away, holding me in her hand as she led me to a
curtained wall, then drew the curtain aside to reveal a large metal
frame with D-rings at the corners. She backed me up and attached
my feet to the corners, spreading my legs to do so, then kissed and
licked her way up my body, finally lifting my arms and hooking their
cuffs to the top corners of the frame. By now she was riding on top
of me, rubbing her labia around my aching member, her breasts hot
against my chest.

She moved her head down to kiss and worry my nipple, then made
me gasp as she clipped something to it. She repeated the treatment
on my other nipple, then slid down and wrapped her breasts around
my erection, bring it up harder (if possible). Now she attached
some sort of clamp to the skin just below the head, with a weight
attached to the clamp. The weight magnified every movement I make.
As she stepped away from the frame, my attention wavered between the
growing pain at my nipples, the constant reminder of the anal plug,
and the self-jerking action of my cock. Her face was radiant as she
watched me quiver.

She asked me, “What would you like first?,” but I could not
give her an answer. Remove the clips? Take me into her mouth?
Unhook my arms? She chuckled at my indecision, then went to the
side of the frame, unhooked a bar, and swung the frame out, now
perpendicular to the wall. “You’ll like this, I think” she said,
scraping her nails up my ass cheeks, wiggling the plug to draw a
low moan from me. She took the weight and fastened it to the anal
plug, so every motion I made was now reflected.

I heard her step away, then I could not hear her at all. My
nipples felt on fire, and all the squirming I could manage in that
frame would not budge them. But all that movement did shake the
weight and move the plug, making my aching erection harder. Where
did she go? I began to worry how long she was going to leave me
and finally yelled “Hello? Where are you?” I got my answer as my
ass exploded in pain. Whack! Whack! She had re-entered the room
quietly and now was strapping my ass. I cried out from the shock,
her only response more laughter. Every jolt of the strap seemed
to run from the base of my ass cheeks to the head of my erection.

When she finally stopped the spanking, I thanked her in relief,
asking what she wanted from me. “Aren’t you enjoying yourself?,”
she answered, “Oh, silly me, you have all these tight muscles that
need to be loosened.” She began stroking my ass, her palms cool
relief against my abused flesh. She started moving the anal plug
in and out, fucking my ass with it while the attached weight pulled
my cock up and down in return. The sensations finally overwhelmed
me, and without her ever touching my cock directly I came, long and
hard, in spasm after spasm, her fingers continuing to move until I
was slumped boneless in the frame. I barely whimpered at the pain
when she removed the clips, then released me from the frame.

Eventually I gathered the strength to get dressed – she had done
so already and had coffee brewing down in the kitchen. We shared a
cup together in silence. As I got up to leave, she said “We really
must get together again.” The thought was tempting, but thinking
of my wife, I declined. “No, I really think we must” she said more
firmly, and handed me a photograph.

I hadn’t noticed a camera at the time, but the photograph was
clearly recognizable as me, naked in the frame, nipples clipped,
face locked in a rictus of pleasure, strands of semen flying in
the air. “I have your number,” she said as I left.
I think she does.

You opened the door wearing a bulky sweater made of angora
red skirt and no shoes..you had just gooten home from work
a few minutes earlier.
“Hi!” I said entering the door..”you sure look beat”
“come here..let me relax you!”
with that i took your hand and led you to the bedroom.

“Stand here” i asked and slowly started to undress you.
i removed the sweater slowly..my hands running genlty
under neath it…up to your bra…stopping there for a minute..
must move up now as your nipples ar starting to harden..
“lift your arms please kitten” i breathed into your ear..
making the goose flesh stand up..

I slowly removed your bra..running my nails gently over your breats
and nipples feeling them harden with desire…you turned your head
to kiss me…your mouth open, inviting..tongue moist…
“slow down kitten….wait.” i breathed into your ear again,
just touching the outer edge with my tongue.

i run my hands down your sides to your hips….thumbs hooking
into to the top of your dress and your panties…pulling
them down..down past the moist mound of pubic hair…down
past your pussy lips…i stop to inhale your scent.
“mmmmmmmmmm very sweet..I must taste” my long tongue
flicks out and brushes the hair just above your clit..
“OOOOOOOO” comes out of your mouth…you try and reach for me..
“not yet kitten” i breath out slowly…..”not yet”

i take you by the hand and lay you down on the bed..face down.
“where is that flavoured rubbing oil i bought?” i wonder out aloud.
“Oh here it is..” i open the bottle and pour some onto the base of your
neck, moving your long hair out of the way…

i start to massage..first your neck….then your shoulders
then your arms…then your back…mu palms pressing firmly,
fingers working the skin…now down to the small of your back….
now around your perky ass……down to the thighs….
“open a little kitten” i ask….”thats enough!”
i start on the thighs…then the inner thighs….down to the knees
then the calves….the ankles and the feet…
working on the feet….licking and kissing your toes…first the one
foot then the other…..now starting to work back up….the same way i
worked my way down….stopping only to run my finger nails along the inner
thighs over your pussy and down the other side….doing it a few times.
now back up to your shoulders..

“roll over kitten, time to do the front!”
you roll over, eyes galssy with desire…
” i want you!” you manage to get out between breaths
“not yet lover” I said as i pour more oil at the base of your neck.
“wait I’m not done yet!” i say with a wide grin andi run my tongue over my lips…..making them moister..”mmm i can still taste you on my lips”

i start to massage your neck…then your shoulders then your breasts
which seem to leap out at me….wanting me to knead them..playwith them
your nipples are pointing straight out like an accusing finger…just asking to be chewed on…sucked on…and ofcourse i must oblige…..

your are now purring like a pride of lions……
you reach for me again….”not yet kitten” i say “not yet”
my well oiled hands or now massaging your breasts and nipples…
now the underside…..down to you tummy….hips…….pubic mound..
the inner thighs…i lean forward to give your clit a massage with my
tongue..” when i give you a full massage kitten” i say to you between licks
“i give a full massage”
you are purring even louder now…..i hope the neighbours dont hear!
i stop and continue massaging down your legs…down to your toes..
i cam smell you very strongly now…you are dripping….
“please eat me” you yell “tongue fuck me NOW”
“not yet kitten” i say very very pleased with myself

i hold your hands and lift you up, and lead you to the shower.
nice and hot!!! and i use the big sponge that i bought..
lots and lots of suds…and bubbles…

soaping you all over…….your eyes are glazed with deisre..
good just what i wanted and you grab me and kiss me very very
deeply…..”let me get undressed first” i mumbled thru your lips

you let go and i grab o towel and put it around you..
we go back into the bedroom….you sit on the bed
and watch me get undressed..your eyes making love to every
part of my flesh as it becomes visible….
your eyes become wide when you see the state of my hardon,
hard as nails….
i remove my pants…
your run your tongue over your lips as you see moisture.

i finsh drying you….i sit on the edge of the bed and tell
you to sit on the floor between my legs with your back to me.
” i must brush your hair dry!” i say as i pick up the brush
and start to brush your hair…but you look at me with a little
sparkle in your eye and i am not sure what it means…but i’m sure
i will find out soon enough..

you feel your hair and it is almost dry…
you spin around…placing your hands on my hairy chest
and push me flat on the bed…holding me down…
you bend your head…tongue flicking out…and move in what seems
like the kill..
your tongue is all over my hardon….teasing it…rubbing it
now around my testicles….”YESSSSSSSSSSSSS” i scream
“YESSSSSSSSSSSS!”
i do not see your other hand reaching for the brush….
THUMP THUMP right on my ass..”that will teach you!”
you say before you return to work where you left off
and i reach a shuddering orgasim..which you suck
greedily…………

“Come here kitten…its your turn” i can just barely manage
to say.