My Aunt Julia, Part 1 SeXStoRY

I grew up in a small, very closed town in northern Ohio. The township was basically ruled by the local church. Which is to say that it was a rather repressive enviroment. If you werent a member of the church in good standing you were ostrocized. Basically, sex nudity, and almost fun of anykind was harshly frowned upon. No alcohol consumption or anything that could be considered a sin by the hierarchy of the church was strictly prohibited. Right after my fifteenth bithday my parebts died in an accident on the farm. Despite the fact that a large portion of my parents income went to the church coffers, When it looked as though someone within the organisation would have to step forward and take me in, No one was willing to. So I was going into state foster care. I contemplated running away but where. I knew no other life than this small community. This issue had been up in the air for several months, I was expecting any day for the local sherriff to come get me and take me away. One day upon getting home from school, I see a brand new, fancy imported car parked in the driuveway along with a police car. I figured this was it. so I went inside. The deputy met me at the door and informed that my aunt julia was here for me. I knew I had an aunt but had no idea who she was, mom and dad only said that she lived a life of sin and corruption and refused to speak with her. Stay tuned for the next installment

My sister and I shareing a friend, Part 1 SeXStoRY

My s****r Kayla 19 and I 18 have always been close, Our father left when we were little and our mom works constantly so we were each others best friend. When I was growing up I would always sit in my s****rs room and we would listen to music and watch girly shows. My s****r is Bi and when I started noticing that I was Bi also I talked to her about it and she was very supportive. My s****r and are very open sexually. I would be in her room when she would change and she would have no issue with me seeing her naked body. She was beautiful, Blonde hair, Green eyes, Tiny body, Nice tits and a firm ass. One day we were talking about sex and she asked to see my dick, I pulled it out and she smiled and said "Why do you have a hard on?" I turned red and she said "That's ok, your not the first guy to get a hard on around me." One day she came in my bedroom at night when I was watching porn on T.V and jerking off.Instead of freaking out she took her cloths off, laid next to me on the bed and started fingering herself. She looked at me smiled and said "Wanna help each other out?". Yeah I said than she hopped up and knelt in front of me and started stroking my cock and moaning like she was being fucked. After awhile she looked so turned on without even saying anything she wrapped her mouth around my cock and began sucking it. It felt so amazing, She stroked my cock as she went up and down on it. With her head down still sucking me she grabbed my hand that was on the chair and put it in the back of her head and I began pushing her head down on my cock as she gagged each time I pushed her down. I told her I was going to cum, she pulled her head off my cock and stroked me with my cock aiming at her tits but my cum shot out so hard it hit her tits and hit her in the face. I was so embarrassed but she just laughed and said "Wow you had a little pressure behind that". "Your turn" she said, she laid on the bed and opened her legs. I curled up between her legs and started eating out her smooth pussy. She had her clit pierced and I flicked it with my toung which made her moan and arch her back. I slid my finger in her pussy which was very wet and slid it in and out as fast as I could while sucking on her clit until she put her hand on the back of my head and pushed it down into pussy as she screamed "I'm gonna cum". Her body shivered as I could feel her pussy explode on my fingers. I laid next to her as she panted. "Your good at that". Thanks I said as she hopped up got dressed and said laughing "I'm going to bed, Thanks for the good time". I think that we both had the urge to have sex with each other but we were both waiting for each other to make the first move but neither of us did until one day. My s****r was Bi and she had, had sex with another girl before but I was also Bi but all I had ever done was make out with a guy and we jerked each other off. One day I talked to my s****r and said that I was anxious to actually have sex with another guy. My s****r said that she had a friend that she has known for awhile and he was Bi and that she was going to invite him over so we could all hang out. Our mom had left for work for the night, Kayla called Mike and told him to head over. Kayla and I sat in the the living room and were watching a movie when Mike showed up. He walked in and my s****r hugged him, he looked at me smiled and said "Hi". I smiled back at him and said Hi back. All three of us sat on the couch with Mike in the middle and My s****r and I on each side of him. The movie ended and Kayla asked me to run in her room and grab another movie. I ran upstairs and grabbed the first think I saw and as I ran down the stairs I stopped when I saw Mike on the couch with his pants around his ankles and my s****r on the floor in front of him sucking his cock. I stood there not knowing what I should do so I just watched. I could feel my cock get hard in my shorts as I watched her suck him just like she had sucked me. After a min Mike looked at me and smiled and as he did my s****r looked at me smiled and said "Get down here would ya". I got downstairs went to sit next to Mike and just as I went to sit down she looked at me and said "Oh no you come down here". I got on the floor next to her as she continued to suck his cock. After awhile she stopped and said "Your Turn". I got in front of him and wrapped my mouth around his cock and started sucking him. My s****r straddled him and started making out with him as I sucked his cock. She got back on the floor next to me and put her hand on the back of my head and pushed it onto his cock. She giggled and said "Suck his cock good". After awhile I stopped as she started sucking him again. After awhile of me and her going back and forth on his cock. She got up and said "Let's go to my room". We followed her into the room as she stripped all her cloths off and told Mike and I to get naked and sit on the side of the bed. Kayla got on her knees on the floor and began sucking my cock as she stroked Mikes. She went back and forth sucking us. She got up and told Mike to lay on the bed, she straddled his face so he could eat her pussy and I got on the other end and began sucking his cock again. She got off him and laid on the bed with her legs spread as Mike climbed on top of her and began fucking her. She moaned as I got next to her head and she began sucking my cock as she moaned and grunted. He fucked her until she let out a scream with my cock in her mouth as she came all over his cock. Mike got up and she looked at me and said "Your turn". Mike got where I was and Kayla began sucking his wet cock. I got on top of her and slid my cock in my s****r pussy as she let out a moan. I was so turned on and my cock was rock hard from the thought I was fucking my sexy s****rs pussy. I was smashing her tiny pussy when she said "Oh fuck!! your gonna make me come" I pounded faster and faster until she screamed and I felt her pussy gushing on my cock. I was going to get up when she pulled me back down and said "Keep going". I started fucking her again when Mike got up and went behind me and I could feel him slapping my ass with his cock. He lubed up and began sliding his cock in my ass. I grunted and moaned as my s****r looked at me smiled and said "Don't stop fucking me" I began fucking her again as Mike began fucking my ass. I let out a moan and a scream when Kayla said "Take that cock". I smiled but It hurt so much at first I forgot all about being in the middle of fucking my s****r. After awhile Mike pulled out of me and Kayla said "Fuck my ass now". I laid on the bed she got on top of me,I began fucking her again as Mike got behind her and put it in her ass. She screamed and her eyes rolled back as her her hair and was pulling her head back as he trusted deep and hard into her ass. She came twice as we both filled her holes. Mike and I switched and he fucked her pussy as she laid on top of him almost out of energy. As soon as I pushed my cock in her already gaping asshole she jumped up again and started moaning. Kayla got up and said "Suck your s****rs juices off his cock". I bent over the side of the bed and began sucking my s****rs cum off his cock. She went into her dresser and put on a strap on she had for when her girlfriends came over, got behind me and began fucking my ass. It was a huge strap on and I moaned louder and louder as my s****r fucked my ass. Mike got up as I stayed bent over as her and Mike took turns fucking me. Mike laid back on the bed as my s****r knelt over his body and put his cock in her ass with her back turned to him,she leaned back and told me "Put your cock in my ass too". I lubed my cock up as much as I could and shoved my cock in her ass with Mikes. I got it all the way in as she let out scream after scream with tears in her eyes. We both fucked her ass at the same time until she screamed and for the first time she squirted all over me and Mike as her body went limp. I pulled out and began fucking her pussy while Mike kept his cock in her ass. I fucked her until I was about to cum. "On my face" she said. I stood up and shot a huge load all over her face and in her mouth. She smiled and laid on the bed while Mike fucked her pussy until he came in her. He got up as she laid there with her legs spread exhausted. I was standing there looking at her wide pussy and her absolutely destroyed asshole when I got between her legs and began eating her pussy as all of Mikes cum began to run out of her. She moaned and said "Lick all that cum out of me". I licked it up as it ran out of her body. We all showered and when Mike left my s****r looked at me and said "Next time we will have a girl join us".

The Art ofTemptation, part 1 SeXStoRY

I may be wrong but I have always thought men react better to the subtle tease rather than the blatant. Don’t get me wrong I know men love to look at naked women but I also think that a man likes to see it when a woman doesn’t realise she is showing anything, the naughty boy syndrome. In fact I’ve had this discussion with my girlfriends but they think men prefer a woman to be nude, completely on display. To prove them wrong I decided to try a little experiment but I wasn’t sure where to do it, should it be at work, on public transport, in a shopping centre or somewhere else. I also believe that its not what a woman wears that make her sexual or sexy I believe its how a woman reacts or acts as she wears them. I’ve got female friends who could wear a sack and still be incredibly sexy and I’ve got female friends that are as sexual and sexy as a sack of potatoes even in sexy clothes, all because of how they think and act. Am I over thinking all this? Maybe, but I still think I’m right. Ok back to my little experiment. Having decided where it was going to happen I just had to decide how it was going to happen. When its happened in the past I’ve had no control of it but this time I would and for some reason its hard to arrange that sort of thing. In the end it happened as always with out any help from me. Monday mornings are always hateful, I hate getting up and getting ready for work, I hate the commute to work but mostly I just hate mornings. My alarm sounded and I switched it off cursing as I flung the covers off me. Even the warm water of the shower failed to make me feel any better and wrapping a towel around me I walked back into the bedroom. I didn’t have to think about what I was going to wear for work I always do that the night before, but only so I can get up later. Now this may sound strange but I’m not one of these women that wear tights or even goes bare legged. I much prefer to wear hold-ups or proper stockings. The contrast between the lace and skin is so sexy it never fails to arouse me when I put them on. It doesn’t matter what I wear on top, unless its jeans, I like to feel ultra feminine underneath. So this morning I had some of my favourite underwear ready to put on. Slipping the towel off I felt my nipples harden from the cold air in the bedroom and I shivered slightly. Slipping my black lace panties on I shimmied them up my legs and smoothed them over my bottom feeling the material sit snugly on the skin and between my legs. The matching bra seemed indecent to wear to work but it was so comfortable that I just had to wear it. It held my breasts like a lover would and I loved it. After slipping it on and then my stockings I stood in front of the mirror and nodded at my reflection. The bra cupped my breasts gently yet still managed to push them up and the half- cup only just hid my nipples, if I stretched or moved too much I knew it would pop over the top. The flesh showing above was creamy and smooth, two achingly touchable mounds. Perfect I thought, just what I was hoping to achieve. My panties were lace and I knew if they got wet they would show everything clearly. Okay lets take a break here, I don’t dress like this everyday, well I do but not the bra the bra was a more deliberate step on my part. That’s it back to the story now. Dressed in my underwear I stood in front of the mirror and appraised what I saw. Im not a tall woman nor am I that slim. I’m more what you may call generous, my hips flare my waist goes in and my breasts are of the more ample kind. In fact I would go so far as to say they are very bountiful, they may even be to big for my frame but even so I adore them. Standing as I was now in my underwear I thought I looked ok. Plus the black lace contrasted nice with my creamy skin, raising my arms and then lowering them I saw my nipple peaking over the cup of the bra and I noticed it was already getting hard. Pink and ripe it looked good enough to eat and I felt a throb between my legs as I thought of someone seeing that cherry like nub. Now my outer clothes were more conservative than what was underneath at first glance but I knew that with the right moves a malfunction would occur. As I reached for my skirt I heard the doorbell ring so abandoning it I grabbed my robe and put that on instead. Loosely tying it I went to get the door wondering who it could possibly be this early in the day. Looking through the glass I saw that it was a deliveryman, frowning I wondered why he was coming here I hadn’t ordered anything. Opening the door and smiling I stood looking up at him. “May I help you?” “I’m sorry to bother you so early but I was hoping you could take this parcel for your neighbour.” The parcel in question was at his feet and quite large. I could understand just why he didn’t want to take it back to the depot I wouldn’t want to either. “Sure I can just place it inside till later.” Bending down I forgot about the robe until I stood up and realised that the postman was staring at my chest. Glancing down I smiled when I saw that the robe had gaped and he could see my more than ample charms. Risking a look at his crotch I saw the beginnings of a bulge, plus the chance for a wardrobe malfunction. “Do I need to sign anything?” I said pretending not to have noticed and I held my hand out for his clipboard. Pushing the door open further so I could take it from him I let my robe cape further and I could feel my hard nipple pop over the bra. Perfect, I thought. Not taking my eyes from his face I pretended not to notice anything was wrong.” “Yes miss, could you sign this for me.” He said handing me the board. As I signed I let him look down my robe and at the very hard nipple that was peaking over the lace. I looked at his crotch and noticed the slight bulge was now an even bigger one and I knew it was because of me. I was tingling all over and I could feel the juices dripping onto my panties. Giving him his board back I bent down to pick the parcel up letting my breasts hang forward. Feeling the other nipple pop out I stood up holding it against me but making sure my bra was resting on top. “Well im glad I could help you out, do I need to do anything else. Its just I need to finish getting ready for work.” His eyes were doing their best to stay focused on me but I could see them glancing down at what he could see nestling in the bra. “Thankyou but that’s everything.” Pushing up the parcel I smiled up at him. “Okay I better go in this parcel is very heavy.” Stepping back I pushed the door shut with my foot and then laughed at the look on his face. Well that went better than I thought and I still had the rest of the day to go. Putting the parcel down I went back to my dressing and wondered just what else could happen.

Elevator, Part 1 SeXStoRY

Today I find myself kneeling on the floor of the elevator, directly in front of you, your perfectly pedicured toes staring me in the face through your open-toed shoes. I've found myself in this situation many times because of my training, waiting in anticipation for your next unspoken command. Having been punished and denied many times throughout my training, I'm keenly aware of what to expect next from you, as I fixate on my Mistress' toes and feet before me. By now I know I can't even allow myself to wonder in amazement, as I had mistakenly done in the past, just how this package can be so perfectly decorated, time and time again. The magnficent shape, size, placement, polish, and lightly-perfumed fragrance of each individual toe, slightly pale but perfectly even skintone contrasting against the polished red leather packages - a work of art I simply cannot comprehend. And then, the command. So subtle, anyone else could not recognize it as such. Barely a movement at all, your right heel flexed inward just a fraction of an inch, then back to its original resting position. I've been denied many times in my training by not recognizing this subtle movement as your command to proceed, but not today.

my first time., part 1 SeXStoRY

It was the summer of 1998, my older s****r had just got married and the reception was just getting started, there was about 90 or so guests milling around between the house and the marque in the back garden, and i was trying to find a quiet moment to myself so i could have a cigarette without my f****y finding out that i smoke. As i squeezed my way through the overcrowded kitchen, i bump into my new b*****r in-law, and his housemate who is renting the attic room in there house. I say my hello's and try to squeeze past them so i can get to the front door where i know i can have my cigarette, but as i squeeze past, i overhear the house mate say to my b*****r in-law, " what a sexy little bitch " my b*****r in-law reply's " if she is half as dirty as her s****r, she would be a great little fuck " i look back in disgust and was about to scream at them at the top of my voice, but just then my s****r arrives and i loose the moment. My s****r looked so happy, she was also six months pregnant and i figured that if it happened again i would say something. I eventually managed to slip out the front door and light the cigarette i had been waiting all day for, i hide myself between the garage and the many cars that were parked outside, i began thinking about what my b*****r in-law and his housemate said about me, i couldn't believe it, it was the first time i had met the housemate, but i had known my b*****r in- law for over a year and i thought he was a nice guy. He was much older than my s****r, she had just turned 19 and he was 44, i figured the housemate was in his mid thirties at least, i myself had not long turned 16, how dare they speak about me like that. I was so angry i decided to have another cigarette to help me calm down, after all it was my s****rs day and i didn't want to spoil it by kicking off with anyone especially the groom and his mate. As i finish the second cigarette i look at my reflection through a car window, and adjust my makeup, then i see the house mate walking in my direction, i quickly flick the cig away and pretend to adjust my dress, " caught you " he said as he came around the cars, i didn't want to speak to that ugly perv so i tried to walk past him. He blocked my path and said " hey whats the rush beautiful " " don't worry i won't tell anyone you were smoking, here have one of mine " "no thanks i said i don't want nothing from you " i tried to get past again but he still wouldn't let me pass, " whats wrong with you " he asked, so i told him what i had over heard. He smiled and said that other girls my age would take that as a compliment, and to ignore the b*****r in-law because he was a bit d***k, he apologized for offending me and said that if i forgive him, he would keep my smoking a secret, he seemed genuine enough so i accepted, " can i get past now please " he moved to the side so i could pass but it was a very tight squeeze between the two cars, as i squeezed past i could see him looking down the top of my dress, i wasn't wearing a bra because it was a off the shoulder corset dress that didn't fit properly. " do you mind i said " " sorry " he said i can't help it your very beautiful, you should be proud of your body " he moved his body to allow me to squeeze past but as he did my hand brushed past his upper thigh, and i felt the huge bulge of his cock in his loose trousers, he was much taller than me so it was hard to avoid, i felt my stomach and clit tighten and my breath was taken aback, "im sorry i said" " i didn't mean to..." its ok, go on people will be wondering where you are, i moved past and felt my face blushing bright red, i had got to the front door and he shouts "my name is pete by the way" still blushing i reply, my name is Fay. As i stood behind the closed door, i looked a the hand that touched his dick, his bulge felt huge in my tiny hand and my clit tightened again, just then my s****r comes through and asked me to help her change out of her wedding dress, she noticed my flushed face and asked if i had been drinking, " no " i said im just a bit hot, you should get changed as well she said, its roasting in that marque. I helped my s****r change, and suggested she return to the party, i told her i would not be long and would join her for the cutting of the cake, after she left the room i locked the bedroom door an began to undress, my body was damp and sweaty from the dress, so i allowed myself to cool down in front of the fan, i looked at myself in the full length mirror on the wall and ran my hands gently across the slender curves of my hips, and up across my still developing breasts. The chill from the fan had made my nipples stand as erect as iv ever seen them, and i cupped and squeezed both breasts, pinching the nipples and pulling them even firmer. My hand that touched his cock felt warm and i slid it from my erect nipple towards my open legs, my pussy was soaking wet, and i imagined holding Petes huge cock as i rubbed my swollen clit, Pete was right i am beautiful, and i am a dirty sexy bitch, i admired myself masturbating in the mirror, quietly moaning thinking of how my first time would be, and how i would want a cock as big as petes for my first time. I stood there touching my slim firm body almost ready to cum when there was a knock on the door "Fay are you coming or what? we are about to cut the cake" i smiled and said i would be right down, there wasn't time to finish, it would have to wait till tonight when i could be alone. little did i know that tonight would be my first time.

The Public Toilet Orgy, Part 1 SeXStoRY

The Public Toilet Orgy. Part 1. The year was coming to an end and the office Christmas party was all arranged by Sharon. She decided to really splash out this year as the company had a good turnover. Being the boss of a dress designing company and now owning three stores gave her a staff of mainly women. She only had two men on her books that were in charge of deliveries. They went to last year’s party and decided never to go again because some of the women got a bit too flirty with them once they started drinking and making fools of themselves. The men laughed it off but were none too happy having to arrange for some of the ladies to get home. So this year she picked a small function room that catered for her twenty women with a meal and drinks and two stretched limo’s to get them there and home again. The day had come and Sharon gave everyone half the day off to be ready and waiting for their limo to arrive. The party started at 7.30pm and was to finish at around midnight so a good night was to be had. One by one they got picked in style and greeted with a glass of Champaign as they all wondered where the function was going to be held. When they arrived they were greeted by Sharon with a kiss and a hug. She showed them to the bar and said that they can drink whatever they liked and to enjoy themselves. The night was going great and Sharon went from table to table mingling with them all and also giving each woman an envelope with strict orders that it was not to be opened until later that night. Everyone thought that it was a Christmas card and left it at that. After the main meal Sharon went to a small stage and grabbed a microphone and thanked them all for coming. She told them that they had a great year and for all their hard work she decided to share the rewards with them. “So if you ladies would like to open your envelopes you will see how thankful I am in the work you have all given me, she said.” They were more than surprised to see a ticket to Hawaii for one week with all expenses paid for by Sharon. They all took turns in thanking her and it made her very happy. The very last person to thank her was Kat. Kat made it a point to be the last because as she hugged Sharon she whispered in her ear, “I love you so much that I can eat you for this.” With the shock on her face she didn’t see the kiss on her lips coming. Kat thanked her again with a smiling face and then walked away. Sharon’s thoughts went back to her younger years were she had sex with other girls her age and liked it. But at thirty years of age with a loving husband and two c***dren, the thought of sex with another woman had passed her by. The last time she had a woman was with another couple in a foursome with her husband but they don’t see them anymore. As the night went on the ladies started to let their hair down by dancing and talking about men and sex. Most of it was funny especially when some of the younger girls spoke about what their boyfriends what to do with them. Wendy, who admitted to being a real slut is the youngest of them all at only twenty two. Not a natural blond but has a sexy body to die for. She had stories about being tied up and used as a sex toy by her boyfriend and his mates on the same night. Pam who is a real red head and twenty seven asked Wendy if they fucked her in both her holes at the same time and she said yes and that she loved it a lot. The other woman around her asked for more details and they got it and a lot more. Some of them were getting turned on and Trish said that she couldn’t wait to get in bed with her husband tonight and try something new. They all laughed but they were thinking the same thing. Trish is one of the managers to a store and at five foot eight with long brown hair and large breasts could have any man she wanted. She was also the only one married to a black man and was asked if it’s true what they say about their cocks. “Oh yeah ladies, it’s true alright. Wendy asked if she took it up the ass and she said she did. Sharon said that they were all horny little bitches and half of them would die if they saw a real black cock. Kat came over to the group and said, “Who would die if they saw a black cock.” Trish said, “There talking about my husband being black and the size of his cock.” “You’re married to a black man and you never told me. I have to come round some time for coffee Trish.” They all laughed knowing that it’s not the coffee she wants’. Trish smiled at her and said, “I like to see you take him on Kat.” Sharon started thinking about black cock and was getting a bit of a twitch between her legs and decided to go to the ladies room. Kat watched her leave and wondered if she was getting horny by all of this sexy talk. The toilets were empty and Sharon made her way to a cubical. She closed the door and lowered her knickers then sat down. She didn’t need to pee but she wanted to make sure that she wasn’t too wet. With a piece of toilet paper she gave her cunt a slow wipe that made her legs tremble. She knew then that her cunt needed more attention and she would need to be quick about it. Sitting back she spread her legs and ran a finger under her pussy lips and spread her moisture around. She avoided her clit until the last minute but first she wanted to caress herself for more wetness. She slipped her middle finger in her cunt and drew her juices out onto her lips. She was growing hotter and hotter to the point where she used two hands to spread herself open. Now two fingers from each hand entered her cunt and she let out a little moan. She hoped that no one would come in as she got up and lowered the seat down and sat right on the edge it. With her cunt spread out she inserted two fingers from each hand into her wet cunt. Her juices were coating her fingers and her mind was thinks of fucking a big black cock. She spread her finger apart and stretched her cunt open as her muscles tried to clamp close. She moaned again and with her two thumbs she rubbed her clit. She started breathing harder as she stabbed her four fingers deeper into her wet cunt with a bit more speed. She was in her own world and didn’t hear that someone was in there with her. It was Kat. She quietly entered the toilet to hear if Sharon was doing herself from all that horny talk and she was right. She could hear her moaning and fucking her wet cunt. Kat lifted her skirt and inserted her hand down her knickers to her already horny wet cunt. She tried to imagine Sharon masturbating and wanted to watch her doing it. While standing there rubbing her cunt she noticed that the door was about a foot shorter than the floor. She quietly removed her high heels and then her knickers and lowered herself to the floor. Slowly sliding her legs under the door she managed to get her hips under as well. Sharon didn’t notice a thing as she finger fucked her cunt harder and faster. Kat could hear her desperate state and started to finger fuck her own cunt with two fingers to get off at the same time. It was only when Kat let out a loud moan that Sharon froze on the spot saw a pair of knees in her cubical. When she leaned forward she was amazed to see someone was fingering themself at a very fast pace. It was part of Kat’s skirt that gave her away. Sharon was amazed at the length that she took to do this and it turned her on even more. Leaning forward she decided to surprise Kat and let her know she knew she was there. She grabbed Kat’s hand and pulled it away and quickly replaced her own wet fingers into Kat’s wet shaven cunt. “Oh fuck. I hope that’s you Sharon?” said Kat. Sharon removed her fingers and got up and opened the door and said, “Get up and come join me. She helped her off the floor and they both entered the cubical. With the door shut they meet with a hot kiss as Sharon returned her fingers back into Kat’s cunt. Kat did the same and they both finger fucked one another while moaning into each other’s mouth. The harder one f***ed her fingers deeper into a hot cunt the harder the other did the same. Sharon broke their kiss and whispered in her ear, “I’m cuming Kat, give it to me, yes, yes, ohhhhhh fuckkkkk, yessssssss.” Kat was close to cuming but kept fucking her fingers into Sharon as hard as she could. Sharon eased her pressure on Kat as her orgasm took hold of her as she tried to muffle her screams. Now Kat was giving her cunt a thrashing and wanting to prolong Sharon’s orgasm. Sharon’s hips were bucking against her fingers as she begged for it harder. “You want more baby? How’s this then,” Kat said as she lowered herself down to Sharon’s cunt and licked her clit hard as her fingers pumped up into her trembling cunt. Sharon was now holding the top of the door for support as her cunt was contracting against the f***e of the pounding fingers. Her cunt juices were leaking down her thighs and her clit was sending electric bolts through her entire body. She hasn’t had a hard hitting orgasm like this in a long time. She grabbed Kat by the back of her head and fucked her face with her cunt as hard as her body would let her. Kat sucked that little clit hard into her mouth as she pushed her two fingers deeper into Sharon. Kat had hold of Sharon’s leg and could feel it trembling trying to hold her uncontrollable body upright. “Stop, stop Kat. No more, no more,” Sharon said with a trembling voice. Kat pulled her fingers out and sucked them clean of all her juices as Sharon slowly lowered herself to the toilet seat. Gasping and still trembling she looked at Kat sucking her fingers and said with a smile, “Give me a second Kat and I’ll do you just as fucking strong.” Kat got up and wiped Sharon’s cunt juice from her mouth and said, “That was just the start Sharon, I haven’t thanked you for my present yet. You just sit there and watch me fuck myself because I need it now.” She leaned against the door and inserted three fingers into her wet cunt and rubbed her clit with her other hand. First she started fucking her cunt slowly until she heard her cunt making squishing noises and then she picked up the pace. This was too much for Sharon and she wanted to attack Kat’s cunt no matter how worn out she felt. “Move your hand and give me that horny cunt,” she said. Kat kept rubbing her clit as her breathing grew harder and waited to be fucked to orgasm. Sharon got on her knees and planted her mouth over her cunt and sucked it. Kat moaned and Sharon stabbed her tongue into her hot cunt. She forgot how good a cunt could taste and this one was great. She buried her face into it. She spread her nose into her wet cunt and even her chin to cover herself in her hot juices. The smell and taste of her wetness was intoxicating and making her own juices run out. Kat was smearing her cunt all over her face by pushing the back of Sharon’s harder into her. “Fuck me Sharon, fuck me hard,” she gasped. Sharon quickly pulled her face away and inserted two fingers into her. Kat f***ed her hips down onto the fingers for a deeper penetration. Sharon knew she wanted more and was wet enough to be fucked with more fingers. She watched herself inserting three fingers easily into Kat and then added one more. Pushing her fingers deep into Kat’s cunt made her juices flow down around her hand. When she returned her mouth to Kat’s clit she sucked and flicked the clit with the f***e. Kat wanted her clit sucked harder and grabbed Sharon’s head with both hands and pulled her closer. The harder Kat fucked her face the harder she got fingered. Kat’s legs started to tremble as she kept grinding herself against she face. She was moaning louder and louder as she fucked Sharon’s fingers and could feel Sharon moaning against her cunt at the same time. Harder and faster she ground her cunt against Sharon face as her orgasm started. Kat squealed with the fullness and f***e she was getting and then her orgasm hit her hard. She couldn’t help but scream out loud as her body bucked up and down in spasms., “Ahhhhhhh, fuck meeeeeeeee, yessssssss, yesssssss, oh fuck, yes, don’t stop, fuck meeeeeeee.” Sharon started punching her hand as deep and as fast as she could while trying to suck the shit out of her clit. Kat was grunting with every thrust as she tried to fuck back against her fingers. All her weight was against the door and with her spare hand she freed it from behind Sharon’s head and pushed against the wall for support. Sharon f***ed her hand behind Kat’s ass and pulled her in tightly to apply more f***e on her spasming body. “Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuuck, yesssssssss, ohhhhhhhhh, fuck meeeeeeee, yesssssss,” she screamed out as her hips fucked into Sharon’s face. Sharon didn’t let up on her as she fucked her faster and sucked her clit harder. She felt her cunt muscles trying to squeeze her fingers out but she fought back against them. Her own cunt was leaking juices as she fingered into Kat. She had never fucked a woman’s cunt with so much f***e like this in her life and had only known the gentler side of lesbianism. To be f***efully fucking a hot sexy wet cunt and giving her friend a massive orgasm was driving her insane. Kat was fighting to stay up as her body continued to buck and tremble above Sharon. Her body was banging the door hard with every f***eful thrust Sharon gave her. Kat could even feel her contraction through her ass and felt she was about to shit herself. She didn’t care if that happened as her body trembled uncontrollably. She was fighting hard to hold on to the door and keep from falling as she surrendered herself to Sharon’s onslaught. Sharon was obsessed with what she was doing and didn’t want to stop. Feeling how hard it was getting to f***e her fingers against the contracting muscles in Kat’s cunt made her more determined to push harder and deeper. Kat couldn’t stand anymore and started sliding down the door as her cunt was being fingered. When her ass hit the floor Sharon saw her face smiling with tears running down her face. “No more, No more,” Kat said in a trembling quiet voice. Her head collapsed to the side as she slowly grabbed Sharon by the arm to stop her onslaught. Sharon stopped and slowly pulled her fingers out then moved in closer to kiss her. Kat didn’t move. Sharon whispered in her ear, “You are so fucking hot Kat. That was amazing.” She looked down at her hand and saw how wet it is and placed it to her own mouth and started sucking Kat’s cum off her fingers. Kat could hear her and opened her eyes and turned to see what she was doing. “You taste so good Kat that I can eat all day.” Kat smiled and said, “Do I?” With that, Sharon placed two fingers into Kat’s mouth and added her tongue in their as well. Kat sucked her juices and her tongue at the same time and it gave her a little tremble. Just as Kat was about to thank her they both heard someone moaning. They both froze and knew that they were done and in trouble until they heard the words, “Oh my god you’re making me fucking cum, go on give it to harder, come on harder.”

The Boss,Part 1 SeXStoRY

Maryanne Whitaker strode confidently into the main office. She looked around at the staff assembled there and smiled inwardly. She could sense that they all feared her, and with good reason. She was the boss... She had started this company over eight years ago and had built it into a multi-million dollar import/export business. She had hired every person in the room, paid them very well, and didn't have the slightest hesitation to fire any one of them, and she made sure they knew it. Her presence alone was enough to inspire awe and fear. She stood 5'9" tall, but with her heels on she was just over 6 feet. She was 45 years old and dressed in slacks, blouse, and a double-breasted jacket. In addition she wore a scarf around her neck, expensive jewelry on her fingers and a diamond brooch on her lapel. Her hair was black and pulled into a small bun at the back of her head... Maryanne had not always been the boss. Ten years ago she was married and worked as her husband's secretary. Their marriage had slowly gone sour and they eventually divorced. After dividing up the community property and paying legal fees, she walked away with about $35,000 and her clothes. Her ex-husband told her that she'd better spend it slowly because she'd be living in a shelter or selling her ass on the streets when that was gone. Maryanne was determined to show him that she could make it on her own. She'd show ALL of them, dammit! And she did. She risked the entire $35,000 to start up her own import/export business. That's what her husband's business had been and she had learned enough to know how to make it work. She set a goal of making her first million before she was 40. She beat that by one year. At 45, she was worth over three million dollars and had a thriving business with a dozen employees. Her husband was the most surprised at her accomplishments, and also bitter. He had fallen on hard times about five years ago and his business went under. He was now working for someone else and living in an apartment with his girlfriend, who was a cocktail waitress. Maryanne's eyes fell sharply on Michele's lithe young form. She despised that cunt for her youth and good looks and only kept her around because she enjoyed bossing her around. "Michele. I'd like to see you in my office." Michele sighed and shook her head very slightly, but immediately got up and followed the older woman into her office. When she arrived Maryanne was already seated behind her large polished desk. "Please shut the door and sit down." Michele complied and looked across the desk to meet her boss's eyes. Maryanne seemed almost amused as she began to speak: "Michele, I thought that after our last little talk you'd show an improvement here at work. I can see that our conversation has had very little effect on you." "What! I don't know what you mean. I've been working hard every day. I'm on time every day and I do my job well." "That's just the point! You do your job. That's all it is to you. I pay you damn good money and I want to see HUSTLE, not just doing your job." "Come off it, Maryanne. Everyone else out there is scared shitless of you, but not me. I make that office run efficiently. You know that. Without me you'd be working a 16 hour day." Maryanne looked shocked at the younger woman's impertinence. "Don't you dare spout off like that to me! I can replace you in a day, and at half the salary. I should fire you for your insubordination. Another word and I will!" Michele bit her lip but continued to meet the older woman's stare. Neither would blink. Finally Michele looked down and sighed. Maryanne had won again. "That's better" she smiled smugly. "I have a special little job for you, Michele. Think of it as your last chance to prove yourself to me because, I swear, the next time you get me mad you're history!" Michele fidgeted a bit and continued looking at her hands in her lap. "I want you to go through every single file in this office, revamp the filing system so that every order can be called up by name OR by date OR by commodity. I'm talking about every file in this office and that, my dear, goes back eight years." Michele looked shocked as the monumental size of the task set in. "And..." Maryanne continued. "I need it done by Monday morning..." Michele gasped. It was already Friday afternoon! "... or you're fired. Do you understand me?" "You can't do that. That'll take the entire weekend and I told you over a week ago that I had important plans for Saturday night." "That's just tough. I don't give a shit about your plans. You've been an impertinent little snot and this job is punishment. That's right, I said PUNISHMENT! If you're going to act like a little snot then that's how you're going to get treated from now on. Now it's up to you how you spend your weekend, I don't really care, but if the work isn't done by 8:00am Monday morning, you're fired!" Michele was livid, but she held it in. That bitch KNEW she had plans to go to a play in the city on Saturday. She had sent away for the tickets over THREE MONTHS ago! She thought seriously about telling Maryanne what she could do with her job but instead she got up and walked out the door. Her co-workers could see how upset she was but she made it clear that she didn't want to talk about it. At 4:45 Maryanne walked out into the main office with her leather briefcase. "Have a good weekend all. I've got to be going. Got a big weekend planned. See you all Monday morning!" Michele gave the finger to Maryanne's retreating back and muttered `bitch' under her breath after the door had closed. Fifteen minutes later the rest of the staff began filing out, leaving Michele alone. She sighed, shook her head, and began to get to work... Three hours later she paused for a bite to eat. She had just gotten through the tip of the iceberg and she knew she'd be lucky to finish by Monday even if she slept at the office both nights. After her break she got back to work. She was trying to assemble all of the files into one location and was now in Maryanne's office, going through her credenza. On an impulse she decided to open the center drawer to Maryanne's desk and rummage around. The usual shit was there. In a sudden outburst of anger she yanked the drawer completely out, spilling the contents all over the floor. After she had calmed down she knelt down and started to try to get the drawer back into the desk. It was then that she felt the keybox... It was glued underneath the desk, above where the drawer slid in and out. It could not be seen or felt unless someone knew where to look. She popped open the latch and a small key fell into her hand. Michele stared at the key for a full minute, then got up and decided she had some more looking around to do. It wasn't as difficult as she thought it would be. She was prepared to spend the night searching the office if she had to, but she lucked out and found a hidden nook behind the large picture on the wall near the bookcase. She held her breath and inserted the key. It fit! She turned the key and pulled the heavy door open. It was that simple. Michele didn't know what to expect: jewelry, cash, stock certificates. What she found was books... For the next hour Michele poured over the books. This was incredible! It was all documented right there before her. Maryanne had grown her import/export business so quickly because she had on occasion used her contacts to smuggle cocaine into the country! It was all there.... names, dates, amounts. It was incredible. She hadn't done business with them in over two years, but the information was all there down to the last detail. There was enough evidence there to put several highly placed Colombian-Americans in Federal prison for life! And her along with them! Michele looked up from the books and a large smile began to spread across her face. She finished putting the center drawer back in the desk then sat down in the large chair and began to formulate her plan. It was going to be a long weekend after all, but she wouldn't be doing any filing. Fuck the play. She had less than 60 hours to get her plan together... On Monday morning the staff slowly began arriving at work. At 8:10 Maryanne walked in, dressed as usual in her slacks and jacket and carrying her brieface. She glanced around the room and when she didn't see Michele she sighed and stormed into her office. She was shocked to see Michele sitting in her large chair with her feet up and crossed on her oak desk. There were loose files carelessly stacked on the floor and a small cart against the wall. "What's the meaning of this? Get your feet off my desk!" Michele just smirked, then uncrossed her legs and deliberately recrossed them with the lower one on top. She held a manila envelope in her hand and carelessly tossed it towards her enraged boss. It landed on the floor at her feet. "Pick it up, bitch. I think you'll find it interesting reading. I certainly did." Maryanne was livid with rage but she stooped down to pick up the envelope, leaning her briefcase against a chair as she got up. She glanced at Michele, who was still smiling at her, then tore open the envelope. As soon as she saw the documents her face paled and she gasped. "Where did you get these?" she asked quietly, not looking up. "Right where you left them, bitch. You'll notice they're photocopies. I have the originals hidden away real well. I also had several other copies made." "This is dangerous stuff you're playing with, k**." the older woman said menacingly. "Oh, don't you worry your raggedy old ass over me, bitch. If anything happens to me, anything at all, I have more than one friend who has instructions to drop her folder into the mailbox. It'll find its way to the DEA and you're toast. Literally toast." "I've also prepared copies which will be sent to your Colombian friends. They'll be real interested to know that you kept such meticulous records of their transactions. The note I added explains that you're using the info to turn state's evidence and save your own ass. They won't like that at all... no, no.... not at all." She chuckled, then continued: "They'll find you, bitch. There's no place you can hide, and when they do they'll kill you slowly. I read about how they killed their last informer. She was a cunt just like you. They took her away to a secluded house in the country. The book said that they kept her there for over a month, killing her a little at a time. Every week they'd cut off an arm, then a leg. After four weeks she was just a torso with four stumps and a head. They tied a rope in her hair and hung her naked in the garden for a week. Each day they tortured her helpless torso. They snipped off her clit and fried her ass. They had great fun watching her bounce her ass up and down on the hot plate. On and off. On and off, all day long. The next day they hooked her twat up to a car battery and watched her bounce around like a puppet on the end of a string. They covered her with shit and let flies swarm and crawl over her for two days while they laughed. The day after that they finally killed her." Maryanne's face was white as a ghost. Her mouth was open and her lips were completely dry. "W-what do you want?" she stammered, beaten. "Everything" replied Michele, then began to laugh. "The only thing that's keeping you alive right now is my desire to humiliate you for being such a bitch. If you don't obey me in every respect, or when I just get tired of you, the envelopes go in the mail. Got that, twat?" Maryanne just shook her head, defeated. There were tears in her eyes. "I said, got that twat?" Michele repeated louder and more menacingly. "Yes" "No, twat. It's yes `Mistress'. You got that?" "Y-yes, M-mistress..." Michele stuck her tongue in her cheek mischievously and looked up and down Maryanne's form. Maryanne had her `bitch' clothes on - high heels and power suit. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun. This was going to be fun... "Strip, twat. Take off everything." "B-but, the others are just outside!" Maryanne panicked. "Don't worry about them. Just worry about me. Strip! Now!" Maryanne slowly took off her scarf and jacket, then began unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse. She pulled it off and stood there in her bra and slacks. "Hurry up!" Michele told her, exasperated. I'm gonna whip your ass if you make me have to tell you to hurry one more time." Michele actually enjoyed watching the older woman fumble as she undressed. She could see how much it was embarrassing her and she thrilled in watching her as she unzipped her slacks and pushed them down. She had to step out of her shoes, then she pulled the slacks off her ankles and stood straight again.. Maryanne reached behind herself and released the catch on her bra. She let it drop to the floor revealing a fairly nice set of tits. Not bad for a 45 year old cunt. A little saggy, but not much. The aureoles were large and brown. There were a few freckles on her chest. Maryanne looked at Michele for mercy, but when she found the younger woman staring menacingly at her she hooked her thumbs into her pantyhose and began pulling them down. She bent over and pushed them down to her feet, then pulled them completely off. Without her heels on she was about Michele's height as she stood there now in just her white panties. She gulped, then grabbed the waistband and tugged them down. When she stepped out of them she was left standing there completely naked with one hand over her bush and the other vainly trying to cover her breasts. "Don't get bashful with me, twat. Put your hands on top of your head. Wait a minute. Take those rings off, too. Give them to me. Now put your hands on your head." Maryanne's body was actually in pretty good shape for her age. Her two nights a week doing aerobics had certainly helped to keep her toned but she still looked like she could lose about 10 pounds. All in all, though, not bad. Unlike her jet-black hair, her bush had a little gray mixed in with it. No problem, Michele planned to shave her pussy and keep it that way. "Get down on the floor, twat. On your hands and knees, like a real bitch." Maryanne got down and knelt there. She couldn't look up at the gloating young woman but she could hear her chuckling." "Look at me, twat. From now on, that's your name. twat. No, `smelly twat', that's better. You got it? What's your name?" "smelly twat" Michele took a step forward and slapped her face hard. "What did you say?!" "smelly twat.... err... smelly twat, Mistress." "That's better." Michele walked over and grabbed one of the bent wood straight back chairs that was against the wall. She put it right in the middle of the office and sat down on it. "Come here, smelly twat. Lay down across my lap. I'm going to give you a spanking..." Maryanne gasped but crawled forward, then got up and laid down across Muchele's lap. Her hands touched the floor on one side and her legs stuck out straight on the other. Michele took great pleasure in rubbing and molding her white asscheeks. She pinched them and laughed as she saw Maryanne jump and gasp. Finally she lifted her hand into the air and brought it down with a loud slap. Maryanne let out a startled yelp of pain. There was a red handprint on her left asscheek. In spite of the aerobics, 45 years has to add at least a tiny bit of cellulite and her ass jiggled a little over the younger girl's lap. Laughing, Michele raised her hand back up and continued raining down blow after blow on the doomed posterior. The sounds of the spanking could be clearly heard in the main office. The rest of the workers glanced at each other and crowded near the door. Bill tentatively opened the door just to make sure that nothing was seriously wrong and his jaw hung open as he saw his boss squirming naked across the lap of Michele. The rest of the workers crowded in the doorway. Some were shocked, some were smiling. A couple even laughed. "Come on in. I want you to meet someone." Everyone began crowding into the office. Michele hadn't let up on the spanking one bit. In fact she seemed to be slapping even harder as she enjoyed the helpless squirmings of her bitch boss. "I want you all to meet `smelly twat'. Say hello to the nice people, smelly twat." Maryanne sobbed and managed to choke out a "hello" in between slaps. I want you all to know that there's going to be some changes around here. From now on, I'm running the show. Bill, you're my assistant. Smelly twat is here for one reason and one reason only. To be punished. There was a gasp from the crowd at this, and some more giggling. The men looked on with watering mouths. Maryanne was completely naked and d****d over the lap of the fully dressed Michele. Her jiggling ass was being spanked to a bright shade of red while the clothes she had worn into the office just a short while ago were piled up on the floor near her briefcase. Her breasts flopped over the other side of Michele's legs and wobbled obscenely as she wiggled to try to get her ass away from the punishing slaps. On and on, the spanking continued. Each blow resounding through the room. Maryanne was wailing and sobbing. She began begging for Michele to stop. A few of the others in the office began clapping in time with the spanks. Some whistled. They all jeered. After at least 50 hard spanks Michele stopped. Maryanne was squirming around and crying. Michele pushed her to the floor. "Stop that sniveling, this instant!" Maryanne tried to stop but she was hyperventilating. Tears streamed down her face. She held her poor ass in both her hands and rubbed it, trying to ease the burning. While she was trying to regain her composure, Michele took a handful of papers and dropped them on the floor next to her. "I've got stuff for you to sign, smelly twat. I've had papers drawn up giving sole ownership of the company to me. You relinquish all rights and claims by signing these papers. Do it!" Maryanne hesitated just a minute, but she knew she had absolutely no choice. She took the pen that was handed to her and signed the papers turning the company over to Michele. "Bob, you're a Notary. Notarize these signatures, please." "My pleasure, Michele. Or should I say, boss?" "`Michele' is just fine, but from now on I AM the boss..." She looked down at Maryanne and smirked. "Very good, smelly twat, but we're not through here yet. In your firebox I found the deed to your house, the title to your car, your stock portfolio and your savings accounts. I want them ALL signed over to me, right now!" Maryanne wiped tears away from her eyes with her left hand as her right hand signed away everything that she owned to Michele. Everything that she'd worked so hard for. She was left, literally, with nothing. While she was signing the papers and Bob was notorizing them, Michele took scissors and began cutting all of Maryanne's clothes into small pieces, then tossed them into a wastebasket. "Very good, bitch. I now own your company, your house, your savings and your car. You don't even own the clothes on your back. You have nothing!" she gloated at the naked woman at her feet. "Here, I've got something for you to wear..." Michele produced a dog collar and fastened it around Maryanne's neck. "That's the only piece of clothing you will ever wear, from now on. Say `Thank you Mistress'". "T-thank you, M-mistress" "Good!" Now I want you to crawl around here in front of your former employees. Wiggle your ass and bark like the bitch you are. Go on, do it!" There were gasps and bursts of laughter as Maryanne began crawling around on the floor. She paused to put her head down and wiggle her ass, then said `woof! woof!' as she shivered in shame. While she was occupied doing this Michele was busy rolling out the small cart that was against the wall. She had got a cart and modified it over the weekend by attaching clamps and eyebolts to the edges. The cart was metal and had four casters. The top was flat and it stood about 30 inches high. "Enough, bitch." She patted the top of the cart with her hand. "Climb up here and lie down on your back." Maryanne hesitantly stood up. She looked around at all of the laughing eyes in the room, then she turned around and rested her rump on the edge of the cart. She steadied herself with her hands and leaned back till she lay prone on top of the cold metal cart. Her legs dangled over the edge and she fidgeted to get comfortable. "Don't worry about that. Move back down a bit. Let your ass hang over the edge too, It'll only be for a minute." Michele took a pair of handcuffs and snapped them onto Maryanne's wrists. She pulled them over her head and attached them to an eyebolt on the edge of the cart so that her arms were fastened down above her head. She then took a leather cuff with a D-ring and placed it around Maryanne's left ankle. She pulled her ankle straight up into the air, then back towards the head of the cart. She pushed down till her knee was touching the top of the cart beside her head and fastened the cuff to the corner of the cart. Likewise she took another cuff and fastened her right ankle the same way, attaching it to the other corner of the cart. The aerobics had helped keep her flexible enough to bend her almost double. By tying her arms and legs back like that, Maryanne found herself resting on the upper part of her back and shoulders. Her ass was lifted straight up into the air. With her legs fastened wide apart on either side of her, her reddened ass was the topmost part of her body. Her asshole winked out at the crowd with a curved asscheek on either side. Her cunt was just below it pointing slightly towards Maryanne's head. Both were completely exposed for everyone to see in extreme detail. "P-please! Don't d-do this to me!" Maryanne begged. "Have a little decency. Please!" "Shut up, cunt. The only sounds I want to hear out of that slit in your face are moans. Start moaning. Like you were in the throes of deep orgasm!" Michele lauhed and a couple of the office girls giggled. She slapped Maryanne's upturned ass hard "I said let's go! Now, bitch!" Maryanne began moaning as she sobbed. She tried moving around a little in her confinement but it did nothing more than wiggle her ass some more. While she was doing this Michele got some scissors and began trimming back her pubic bush. When Maryanne paused and gasped at what was happening Michele slapped her again on her helpless ass, leaving a dark handprint on the already pink assflesh. "Don't stop. They love it! Don't you guys?" "Yeah! Sure! The bitch is getting what she deserves!..." Maryanne didn't have a single supporter in the room. On the contrary, they all seemed to revel in her debasement. Michele finished trimming then took a razor and some cream. She quickly sc****d away every hair from around Maryanne's cunt, even taking the time to get at the little hairs in the gully of her ass. When she was finished she invited each of the employees to feel Maryanne's ass and smooth cunt. The men jumped at the chance! Even the women obliged and Michele noticed with satisfaction that it was the women who were more inclined to pinch her cunt lips cruelly or give little slaps to her already red ass. Maryanne had been worse to the women in her office and now they were getting their revenge! "Well now, smelly twat, you look pretty good up there! That's where you belong and, by God, that's where you're going to stay! Just like that, all day, every day. We'll let you down at lunchtime for a short while but then it's right back up on the cart again. On display for everybody to see!" "Sandi, I've got a special assignment for you." Sandi was the youngest girl in the office. She tore her eyes away from the naked form before her to look at Michele. "Smelly twat is going to be spending every night in this office. Every morning from now on, after everyone's arrived, I want you to make sure she's all cleaned up. You will unfasten her from the table. You will clip this leash on her and make her crawl into the bathroom. You will supervise her as she goes to the bathroom and make sure she cleans herself. You will also make sure that she shaves her pussy and ass each morning. I don't want to find any stubble when I spank her. You got that?" "Uh... I guess...." "Don't guess. Do it! You wouldn't want to trade places with smelly twat, would you?" Sandi gasped. She looked back at her former boss on the cart and shuddered! How could Maryanne bear the incredible shame of being bound that way for all to see? On display to everybody! Spanked and tied with her reddened ass up in the air! No, Sandi didn't want to wind up like that. She could never bear the shame... "Ummm. Yes. I'll do it. I don't mind coming in early." "Good." Michele had been lightly rubbing Maryanne's ass while she spoke. Now she took her middle finger and slowly inserted it into Maryanne's gaping asshole. "Unnnnghhh!" Maryanne moaned and twisted. "That's what I like to hear! You're going to be kept tied like this all day, every day, but you're not going to be bored! You're going to be kept squirming like this all day long!" Michele slowly pulled her finger out, then slapped her ass twice. She then reinserted her finger and began jiggling it up and down, just a little. "We're gonna do this in shifts. Every hour someone's going to have the responsibility for teasing you up. You'll be kept ever so close to orgasm. When you get too close we'll stop and watch you wiggle for a while. Then it's back up to the edge! To make things even more interesting I bought you a little friend." Michele took out a large vibrating dildo. She teased it around Maryanne's clit a bit then inserted it in her gaping cunt. She stuffed it in as far as it would go, then switched it on. The buzzing made Maryanne start to buck in her bonds. She groaned and couldn't help thrashing her head from side to side and moaning. It went for a minute, then turned off. "There's a timer built into this vibrator. It stays on for a minute, then off for three, back on for a minute, off for three... It'll cycle like that forever or until the batteries wear out. Another one of Sandi's chores will be to put fresh batteries into the vibrator every morning. Just then the vibrator clicked on again and they all watched and laughed as Maryanne began moaning and bucking again. Just as before, it shut off after a minute. Maryanne was left sweating and whimpering. It was amazing but they could actually see the sphincter of her asshole opening and closing as if it were gulping for air! Poor Maryanne! Was it really only an hour ago that she had walked into the office so imperiously, looking to ream out Michele? At that time she was the boss, a millionaire, with the whole world in her hand... the vibrator turned back on again and the moans were like music to Michele's ears!