(8/20/13)
Well I found one, but not sure if you are up to looking at it...... are you?
(8/22/13)
I found another one. This one is so nice to just sit and look at.... don't you agree?
22.8.13
what I would like......
What I need is a really nice animated spiral file. Something to capture the mind and keep the observer involved and attracted to its hypnotic movements. Anyone got anything interesting like this? Or maybe even a metronome that goes slowly back and forth.
(8/20/13)
Well I found one, but not sure if you are up to looking at it...... are you?
(8/20/13)
Well I found one, but not sure if you are up to looking at it...... are you?
20.8.13
Judge's dilema
This is a recounting of a judge, named Emily, on the state supreme court working on a porn case that was very involved.... so there she was going over tons and tons of porn to determine what society, or at least the state should be allowed to see. I mean, really, some of it is downright disgusting but is it a violation of their first amendment to publish it? And if so, then which of the porn on the news stands would be violating that right and which would not. Its a very difficult task to ponder this.
Now Judge Emily was being influenced by all the porn she was forced to review as part of her occupation. Lesbian, gay, bdsm.... oral, shemale, sodomy... all of the depraved acts illustrated so vividly in front of her. Emily found herself more and more engulfed in looking at and reading the stories. Some of them, surprisingly, rather well written and descriptive. Engrossing would be the way Emily would describe them, and the images on the pages and in her mind damned hot.
(7/22/12)
Let's go back a bit. Emily was subjected to many hours of mind numbing testimony for the prosecution showing on a slideshow, when the lights had been dimmed, many many acts of depravity in Emily's mind to illustrate the lengths that people who publish these things are going. Well with the lights dimmed and Emily having her chair tilted back some, relaxing if you will, slide after slide of men and men.... lots of oral sex there, some sodomy. The artistry was not lost on Emily in how well the porn was presented. Despite herself, she shifted in her chair as the girl on girl slides started moving across her vision. Girls being very oral and quite seductive. Closeups of girls tongue devouring a girls sex. One could almost hear the moans, as Emily shifted again... Then the double ended dildo and vibrators that demonstrated what lesbians do with each other.
Then came the sight of women performing oral on men. All kinds of men, big hard cocks to smaller limper cocks... big hanging balls as successive pictures of certain women that were really into the feeling of a cock in their mouths. Emily could just see the look of total lust on the women as they sucked and sucked, craving the present of hot cum down their throats. These particular pictures were the ones that got Emily's attention. She wondered if women could get addicted to sucking cock. Its not something Emily have ever thought of, or if she did she thought it to be the worst thing a woman could do. Emily's eyes were glued to the images as she could feel a definite wetness between her thighs.
(7/25/12)
Just then Emily was interrupted by her two law clerks, Bobbie and Jack. Bobbie cooed, "oh my Judge, what do you have here?" Bobbie was staring at one hot looking man sucking on a man's huge cock. The exact picture Emily had been looking at.
"bobbie, its the porn case I was telling you about. I am having difficulties determining the merits of the case or which was it swings"
Bobbie certainly knew which way he swung. In fact, he was sure of Jack too. In fact Bobbie wanted to get Jack drunk some night and do exactly what the picture Judge Emily was looking at suggested. Jack walked in and his eyes went to the picture immediately. When Judge Emily looked up what she saw was just over the edge of her desk was two bulges as the clerks looked at the picture. "Jack, I was wondering if you think porn is addicting to society?" Emily thought to herself and wondered why she used the word, addicting, to describe the porn she was looking at.
(8/4/12)
Just as Bobbie excused himself, saying he had a really important appointment to go to Emily's eyes were caught by the sight of Jack's bulge growing as he picked up a magazine and started leafing through it. Emily's tongue slid along her lips as she engaged Jack in conversation. "Jack, I asked you if you thought porn was addicting", asked Emily as she stood up and moved closer to Jack. "well, I guess it really depends on the person ... or ummm... the things considered porn", Jack mumbled out as he was engrossed in the particular magazine with a pretty girl sucking hungrily on a man's erection.
"Jack, do you think a girl like you are seeing could make someone addicted by watching her do what she is doing?", asked Emily as she put her hand on Jack's shoulder. Emily was breathing faster as she watched Jack just stare at the girl. "I think she really loves that, don't you Jack?" said Emily softly into Jack's ear. Jack nodded and Emily told Jack to take off for the night. Emily has plans for bedtime reading tonight.
(8/6/12)
Emily noticed Jack take a few of the magazines with him as he seemed little distracted. Emily felt the same way as she picked up a small pile, stuffed them in her briefcase and thought instead of stopping off for a bite to eat she will just head home for a relaxing night at home.
Getting home Emily dropped things off on the sofa and slipped into the shower for a nice relaxing, hot shower. The residual feelings from the day washed over her mingled with the warm water, creating a very nice mixture of wetness and arousal. For some reason Emily felt overly sensitive to tactile stimulation and her fingers were doing just that as they slid over her breasts and rigid nipples aching for attention. Without touching herself between her legs she could feel herself dripping with anticipation of an evening home alone.
A shudder ran through her just before stepping out of the shower and drying off. Feeling very sensual, Emily put on a silk robe she only uses rarely but it felt so good sliding over her aroused body. Grabbing a glass of wine, she sat on the sofa and reached for the folder with all the lovely, sexual pictures in them. Briefly the term addiction crossed her mind as she opened the first one, while sipping the wine.
(8/8/12)
Emily didn't notice, but by the third glass of wine the magazines were getting really interesting especially the pictures of pretty girls sucking on a man's cock. "fascinating" moaned Emily as her hand slipped inside her robe to lightly tease a nipple that was beckoning to her. Moaning softly, Emily finished off the third glass of wine as she just kept staring at the girl loving the cock in her mouth. Emily idling was thinking of Jack's cock and if it was circumcised or not... how big... how long... how thick. Emily pinched her nipple s she thought about her clerk. "It sure looked big in his pants", she thought. "I could almost smell his arousal, if that is something you can do", she thought as she clumsily poured a fourth glass of wine.
Emily laid back on the sofa, her hand on the arm... propping one leg up, oblivious to her robe sliding down her silky thigh. Then Emily remembered propping up the magazine and sliding her fingers between her legs watching the girl devour that big ole cock. She moaned as she was sure the girl in the picture did. "god, that is so hot. I wish I were her", thought Emily as her fingers disappear into her slick needy sex. Moaning loudly, she pushed two fingers in her mouth as she masturbated hard on her sofa. She thought, "I can suck cock better than that whore", as her first orgasm overtook her.
(10/16/12)
Emily finally lapsed into a sexual induced sleep, still on the sofa reliving everything in her dreams, as her fingers stayed busy while filling her mind with a very strong graving for something that has been missing in her life. "all work and no play makes Emily really borrrringggggg" thought Emily as she awoke after 2am and moved into the shower leaving a trail of clothes and no memory of how she got through the evening. Hmmm I feel kind of sore down there was the only thought as Emily slid into bed naked to dream more and to..... ummmm I wonder what Jack is doing right now.... hmmm Jack.......
(10/18/12)
Emily found herself awaking so wet and horny. Although Emily rarely masturbated in the past, she found herself looking at a pretty girl sucking a big cock and fingering herself wildly, screaming out her orgasm as another built up pouring over the first. Emily hurried up and showered, although lingered over her breasts and pussy before grabbing up the magazines and hurrying to the courthouse.
Walking by Jack's office Emily stopped and watched Jack's hand busy under the desk while his eyes were riveted to the particular magazine he was watching. Emily startled him by saying, "Jack, come to my office and bring the magazines with you" and then she turned and entered her office, feeling how her wet silk panties clung to her folds. When Jack entered, Emily stared at his bulge... saying "close and lock the door Jack" Emily perched on the edge of her desk and patted the spot next to her. Emily opened a magazine to a woman with blonde hair, like Emily's, sucking a hard cock deep in her mouth.
"Jack, I want you to look at this and tell me what this brings to your mind", said Emily as Jack's eyes took in the image. Emily slid her fingers along Jack's thigh as Jack tried to stammer out a reply to her question.
(10/19/12)
Emily told Jack, "just tell me if this reminds you of something, someone.... some fantasy you might be having". Emily ran her fingers along Jack's thigh, noticing his bulge showing great promise. Inching her fingers closer to the bulge, finally Jack had to confess his thoughts.
"ummm Emily, this ... ummm. .... reminds me of my dream last night.... I... ummm.... well, I dreamed it was me in the picture.... and....."
Jack didn't even notice, is his highly aroused state, that Emily had slid to her knees and was inhaling the musky aroma of Jack. Emily's hands were on Jack's hips as her lips brushed the head of his swelling organ. jack gasped as he realized his dream was coming true right in the judge's office. Emily was thinking, this reminds her of her dream last night too.
(10/21/12)
Emily was beside herself with arousal. She looked down at the floor and saw a picture of a pretty brunette devouring a rigid cock with her mouth. Emily inhaled Jack's aroma, but it was not enough for her so her trembling fingers went to his zipper, bringing it down and the belt was undone, along with the pants button and slid down to Jack's knees. Emily smiled to herself having seen Jack's boxers, knowing he would be a boxer wearer as she hurriedly slid them down too, revealing Jack's rigid cock.
Staring Emily in the face was Jack's cock held by Emily's soft fingers. Emily though she could hear soft gasp escaping Jack as she slid her face along the object of her desire. Emily was mimicking the woman in the magazine as her lips parted enough to take the head between her red lips. Addiction, you say?
(10/23/12)
Emily loved the feeling of it in her hands and the feeling of her lips around it. Emily wondered why more women didn't experience this feeling. Emily looked at the picture to see if she was doing it right, amid Jack's moaning and holding the judge's head. Emily noticed the picture showed more of the cock in the girls mouth, so Emily moved her lips down the rigid veined shaft. Letting her tongue caress the amazing rigidity in her mouth. Emily noticed two things now, this being such a new experience for her.
She noticed the salty taste, the musky smell and Jack moving in and out of her mouth. (ok, so its more than two things). "hmmm I could get used to this", thought Emily as she tried to take more of it in her mouth. She figured she was doing it right, cuz Jack was moaning and thrusting into her mouth. Emily started to suck harder, as Jack's moaning got more intense. "yeah, really used to this.... I think I love sucking cock", thought Emily as Jack kind of tensed up..... that gave Emily a chance to take more in her mouth and she found she couldn't think about anything but sucking on that cock in her mouth....
(10/24/12)
Jack was only too eager to be imitating what was in the magazine. Jack was quickly arriving as his destination, climaxing in the judge's mouth. Who knew when the case arrived this would be happening. Jack held the judge's head on his cock, as he moved deeper and felt the judge fight back her gagging reflex.
Emily's mind was swirling with the great desire she had for Jack's big cock in her mouth. Emily was moaning like she imagined the girls in the magazine did as Jack grabbed her head and tried to choke her with his cock. Rather than repulse Emily, it caused her to lick harder and grab Jack by his asscheeks. Emily could feel his cock pulse and get ready to explode in her mouth. She felt a surge between her own thighs as the climax virtually overwhelmed her, shooting hot cum down her throat. Emily was shocked but them sucked wildly on it, savoring it knowing it is changing her world.
(10/26/12)
Regaining her thinking, and savoring the taste of Jack in her mouth Emily got up shakily and told Jack that she wanted him back in her chambers after the docket was done for the day. Jack was zipping up and stuffing his softening cock back in his boxers, while murmuring "yes judge" to Emily's rather pointed direction. Emily sat behind her desk as Jack departed and thought.... "now I am just not sure about this pornography and it's affect on people. I just am not sure"
Emily couldn't understand why she got so wet looking at the magazines piled on the corner of her desk, but she was sure she would figure it out eventually. Emily went about her day, rendering precise decisions about the meaningless cases brought before her, feeling slightly distracted and.... feeling something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. She was thinking it will be great to done with these cases, so she could retreat to her chambers and..... ummm what?
(12/8/12)
Sitting down after the endless number of cases went by her court room, Emily breathed a sigh of relief and idly picked up a magazine to see exactly what people saw in porn. She had to admit to herself that the bodies looked great, and the cocks were just soooo luscious but she thought they were made to look appealing to the riff raff that read these rags. She was staring a beautiful circumcised cock, like Jack's, when Jack came in to find out what the judge wanted. Jack just stood in front of Emily's desk looking at Emily staring at the pictures.
Jack moved around the desk to see exactly what Emily was so absorbed in. Jack smiled when he saw a woman in the picture taking in a big hard cock. Emily was staring and licking her lips, then she noticed Jack standing close to her. "Jack, I am ummm not sure yet about porn.... ummmm", moaned Emily as her hand slid up Jack's thigh.
(12/9/12)
Sitting there, Emily's attention turning to Jack's jeans and how it bulges out in the front. Emily has been finding Jack to be very interesting lately. Emily slid her fingers over the bulge while she thought he was focused on the pictures. "Jack, you seem to need some relief today", Emily cooed as her finger slide down his zipper. "I never realized how much men needed to occasionally have relief from all this stress", whispered Emily as Jack's cocks sprung out. "Jack, I don't think any of those pictures are any nicer than yours", Emily said as she leaned down to kiss it.
"Jack, a happy clerk is a productive clerk", whispered Emily as she took the head between her freshly applied lipstick. Emily seemed to be overcome with desire as she slid her lips down his shaft. Jack was looking at the pictures, imagining one of those women sucking him. Emily took more of Jack in her mouth than she had ever done before. Both Emily and her clerk were moaning and hot, as Emily moved her mouth up and down. Emily was learning fast and Jack more than happy to help her development.
(12/12/12)
Emily was so hungry for it, sucking her clerk like she saw demonstrated in the magazines. Moaning as Jack started moving in her mouth, his hand on the back of her head. The moved in unison. Jack was groaning and that sound only excited Emily more, as she took it deep in her mouth running her tongue over it. Emily could feel Jack begin to tense up and she was learning what that meant. With one final thrust, Jack exploded in her mouth. Pumping load after load down her throat. Emily sucked it down.... savoring every drop.... proud that she is doing better.
Emily removed his softening cock from her lips, looked up and asked Jack. "Is there anything you need, Jack?" Jack's head was swimming with the things he needed. "I am sure you have work to do Jack" Jack just zipped up, mumbled a few incoherent words and left the Judge's office as Emily savored the taste of his cock in her mouth just moments ago.
(12/15/12)
Emily happened to look at the magazine Jack was so intent on. Hmmm, I wonder what Jack found interesting here. Her eyes glanced on the very thing Jack was looking at. A woman bent over a desk, both hands on the desk, legs wide apart gaping wide. An available target for a man. Emily had heard about deeper penetration from the rear and began wondering what that might be like to be that full of delicious cock, just like Jack's.
Emily then tore through all the magazines looking for men taking women from behind, gazing at the pure animal lust and sexuality. Emily could hear herself whispering, "that's what I want!!" Emily knew just who to help her with this need in her.... and his lovely circumcised cock would do nicely.
(12/19/12)
Emily was thinking about Jack, and looking at the pictures of women being leaned over a desk, legs spread and taken hard. "Gawd", Emily thought, "not only does that look sexy as hell, but I would love to try that just once (or more). NO, I need to try that" Emily had forgotten what this particular night was and it was the annual Christmas party, held in the common area between the judge's offices. Once she was snapped out of her fog, she could hear it start and the voices getting louder and hearing them celebrate another year.
Emily fixed her lipstick that was messed up from her sucking on Jack's gorgeous cock and changed into a short skirt she brought for the party and a nice conservative blouse. Her attitude was anything but conservative, but she was ready. (boy was she ready!!) She opened her door and joined in, being a little more outgoing than in years past. This did not go unnoticed by the others, even Jack. She spotted Jack, and went over to him asking him if he would get her some punch. Jack said "sure, judge" and ambled away while Emily kept her eyes on his ass on the way over. On the way back, Emily couldn't take her eyes off the font of his jeans remembering what is in there, and then flashing back to the photos of women taken from behind. Emily had a smile on her face, as Jack gave her the punch and stood really close to her while making small talk. Emily was thinking, "I dont want anything small tonight"
(1/15/13)
Emily asked Jack if he was hungry and went over to the snack table. She put both hands on the table, sticking her bottom out looking at Jack over her shoulder. She shouldn't have done that, as she got wet immediately. She wiggled her bottom and then went back to Jack, standing so close he could feel her breath on his face. Jack looked at her and mentioned, "I thought you wanted....."
She put her finger to his lips saying, "Jack, I saw something in those magazines that I really, really want. I don't know what it is about it, but its what I need Jack... Why don't you meet me in my chambers in exactly 5 minutes? I will show you exactly what I want."
Before Jack could respond, Emily walked purposely to the exit door, stopped at the door and crooked her finger to Jack before disappearing. Emily could feel her silky VS panties clinging to her swollen folds as she went to her chambers, awaiting her destiny.
(1/16/13)
Emily heard her chamber door open and close. Then the lock clicked and it was just her and Jack there. Emily was too distracted to think much about her situation, as she was leaning over her desk gazing longingly at the woman getting it from behind. "Jack, come over here and see if you see what I am seeing." Jack could only look at her bottom presenting itself so alluring as he moved closer, standing right behind her looking over her shoulder. He did happen to notice her panties dropped on the floor next to her.
Jack could hear her breathing a little ragged and hot, as he looked at the magazine she was looking at. "I mean Jack, these women seem to be acting in all the other pictures but these... these I really think these women are not acting, they are needing it. Just look at them... you can almost hear them moaning for it", she breathed out the words rather than spoke them. Jack pressed himself against her bottom to get a better look, hearing a moan from the judge and her bottom pressing back against him as he tried to get a better look. His breath was hot on her neck, as Emily gyrated her bottom against the bulge she felt. "moaning for it.... absolutely.. moaning", the judge moaned as she knew what she needed..... and judges get what they want.
(1/19/13)
Emily could feel her skirt being raised to her waist, and could feel the cool air on her bare ass. She felt Jack's hands squeezing her ass, as she kept moaning "the girl wants it. she needs it" Emily could hear Jack's zipper being pulled down and his manhood pressed against her soft bottom. "oh god, Jack, you are so hard", Emily moaned as Jack slid the wet head of his erection along the crevice of her luscious ass.
Jack's hands grabbed her hips, as his cockhead slid along the judge's swollen netherlips. Jack was rewarded with a low guttural moan from the judge, as his cockhead spread her there, and was ready to plunge in. Jack could feel the judge push back, wanting to feel what the girls in the magazines feel. She wanted to be filled to the hilt. She needed it and Jack knew it.
(1/22/13)
Emily was practically begging Jack to fill her to the hilt with his hard cock. Her hips were moving in a very sexual manner trying to get more of that luscious cock in her. "please, Jack", were the words he wanted to say and rammed his hard aching cock into her love tunnel. It was a damn good thing the door was locked, because the moaning they both were doing as Jack slammed in and out of the judge was enough to advertise what they were doing. "just like her, Jack. Oh Jack, just like her..... ohhhhhh damn..... do it harder, Jack"
Jack grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard on his cock, to a screaming judge impaled on his cock. Both of them were on the road to that fantastic finish they were both craving. Jack was groaning as he could feel the end nearing, and the judge felt fantastic as he kept ramming her hard.... suddenly he shot his load of hot cum in the judge and the judge bit down on her knuckles as she got pushed over the edge. spasming and feeling the most glorious climax of her 37 years.... knowing that was what she needed.... exactly what she needed, as she laid spent over her desk, her clerk's marvelous cock still embedded in her....
(1/24/13)
Emily had never felt such complete penetration before with her nose inches from the magazine showing the woman's face as she was entered from behind. Emily was thinking, "oh yeah, I can totally feel what she was feeling" Hoping for a repeat performance from Jack, she slid off the desk to the floor and took his softening wet cock in her mouth savoring the taste and the feel of it coming back to life. Emily was moaning on it, as she slid her lips up and down the thickening shaft. Looking up at Jack, the judge was nearly wild with anticipation of Jack giving her another go at it.
Emily has been forever changed, but she feels its such a natural growth. She wouldn't turn back into that stuffy judge ever again. Emily is being rewarded with Jack's stiff cock in her mouth from her new found talent. She hopes Jack will be ready for the same thing again. Emily just loves being taken from behind, no matter how submissive it makes her feel.
(1/25/13)
The next morning, Emily arrived early and full of pep. She was Bobbi and Jack talking and waved at them as she ducked into her office. She asked Bobbi to come in. He stood before her desk as she eyed him, seeing not half the man Jack is. "Bobbi I have come to a couple of decisions here. 1. These pornography exhibits do not warrant pursuing any longer. I have taken it upon myself to dispose of the evidence presented. Inform the parties there will be no case going forward. 2. Jack is being elevated to my personal assistant and his office will be right by mine. You will be taking work direction from him from now on. That will be all" Bobbi was rather shocked at both of these, but he realized the judge rarely made mistakes in judgement. He was glad he didn't have to dispose of those disgusting magazines though.
Emily leaned back and was pleased with her decisions. (Her mind went to the previous evening with her elbows on the desk and Jack pumping her full of hot cock) Jack would be great to work with/under, as he has shown a firm grasp on things. She decided Jack may have to work some evenings and weekends too. He should realize that comes with promotion and additional salary. It didn't even dawn on Emily that she was, in fact, paying for sex and in this state that is punishable by law. Emily's mind was way too busy thinking about the stash of porn she had at home now, magazines tapes... various toys.... yes, Jack was going to be doing some overtime work... yes indeed.
(2/18/13)
The very start of the new week, Emily was busy going over briefs of an upcoming lengthy trial when her mind went to some of the magazines from the porn case she presided on. Well yes, she had sampled what it was like to suck cock. Nothing too extreme there. In fact, Emily really liked it. Poor Jack had to suffer her delving into sampling what the porn case was all about. Oh yes, there was the sexual intercourse from behind that was so graphically illustrated in several of the magazines and of course to do her job right, Emily had to see what that was about. She thought there she was naked from the waist down, her elbows on the desk, her legs spread wide apart and poor Jack had to demonstrate the right technique. Emily let out a little moan thinking back to that time Jack had her from behind. Emily thought, "that has to be the ultimate, doesn't it?"
But then her thoughts went to these several magazines that she just seemed to dwell on. Not only was the girl being taken from behind, but her wrists were bound behind her and she was helpless and gagged. OMG!! Emily couldn't imagine how that might feel. Not being able to utter a complete sentence and be understood as the woman was being assaulted with a cock the size of Jacks!! How could she even say that she had enough with that gag and being bound like that?? She just shook her head as she thought about it, as she was oozing into her delicate rose coloured panties.
(2/22/13)
Emily spent the evening looking over the special shots of the women being gagged and bound, then taken sexually forcefully from behind. Emily was just staring at the woman, at her helplessness and her obvious pleasure at being taken like that. Or was it humiliation? No matter, it was damned hot. Only hours later after several orgasms while looking at the pictures of women so helpless and used did Emily notice there were several ads about where to get such depraved articles to use. At the website that was provided Emily's senses were overwhelmed at the variety of things to be used. WOW, was there some amazing things, thought Emily.
She selected a nice red ball gag, some leather restraints, locking leather handcuffs and a penis gag since she had gotten really into penis sucking. She filled everything out, purchased a money order and had them shipped to her PO Box reserved for her professional literature. She was so excited at the possibility and that she would somehow manufacture a reason for Jack to be working all weekend at her place.
(3/14/13)
Emily checked her PO box everyday and finally 6 days after she made her order there was a discretely wrapped package waiting for her, just as she had been waiting for it. She felt a surge of arousal as she drove home with the package in the front seat. That night she opened the package and reveled the artistry of the items. She tried on the restraints on one arm, and the handcuffs almost climaxing just putting them on imagining the pictures in the magazines only with her all tied up and wanting. She tried both the penis gag and the ball gag adjusting them to fit her..... unable to resist, she leaned over her home desk with the ball gag on and masturbated to a thunderous orgasm. She would have screamed if she hadn't been gagged like that.
Her juices sliding down her inner things, her elbows on the desk trying recover breathing through her nose, panting and wanting more. She put the leather cuffs on, securing them in front of her and went at it again, producing several more explosive climaxes. Right as she slipped over the edge on the countless climax, her thoughts went to Jack and his magnificent cock. She wanted him so badly. Damn it, she thought, he is going to be here as soon as I can manufacture a reason for it besides doing her the way she needed.
(3/15/13)
Emily had an extra spring to her step the following day. She was thinking about how she could do the same thing those beautiful women in the magazines were doing. After all, she has beenaddicted ttally immersed in sucking cock from the day those magazines arrived in her office. She counts that as her lucky day. She also found it lucky that Jack was such a willing participant (who wouldn't be?) for her. Then Jack agreed to take her from behind and ram that big ole cock in her honey pot whenever she asked him to. She was getting moist just thinking about Jack doing her from behind. So the next logical step was to get the toys she needed to complete her metamorphosis into a total sexual being. That was a woman's role wasn't it? To procreate whether for sexual pleasure or to reproduce.
Immediately after getting to her office, she called Jack in. She felt good to have this stud at her beck and call. I mean Bobbie just wouldn't do with a stud like Jack around. Emily had pulled a rather complicated brief out from the dormant pile and started to go over it with Jack. She called Bobbie to clear her schedule all morning. Jack and Emily worked side by side, and she couldn't help but inhale the animal lust in him that day. Emily wanted it bad by the time she and he broke for lunch. They had barely gotten started, so she had Bobbie cancel the rest of her appointments and spent the entire day with Jack in her office. She could barely breathe when Jack leaned over her to look at something she pointed out. He leaned over the back of her and she could feel his muscular body on her, especially that rigid part of him pressed against her bottom. "Jack, we need to take a break here", she whispered in a low moaning voice. Jack was standing behind her, as she turned around and slipped to her knees pressing her mouth against the bulge in his jeans.
(8/20/13)
What Emily meant was, Jack needed a break and the judge would be happy to provide it for Jack. Emily could feel the heat of his erection thru his jeans, as her hands went to grab his ass pulling him harder against her face. Emily inhaled the musky aroma of hot cock as she unzipped him and helped his cock to pop free of the encumbrances known as jeans. Emily could only stand so much of having Jack that close to her, until she just needed to suck him into her mouth.
Both Emily and Jack could tell the judge was getting so much better with all the practice she has been having. Emily engulfed the wet head of Jack's cock thinking it was so much hotter than anything she could suck. Emily looked up to Jack, as she started a slow mouth fuck of him. She slid her tongue on the sensitive under side just past the head and heard a satisfying gasp from Jack. Emily relaxed her throat as she had learned to do and swallowed more of Jack's fuckstick in her mouth. Emily had pushed down Jack's jeans and dug her fingernails into the meaty flesh of Jack's ass as she started bobbing up and down on it.
Emily licked the precum, knowing it was just the appetizer for the main course.In her mind, Emily could hear a waiter say bon apetite as she started to really work on the cock. Jack. being no stranger to cumming in Emily's mouth started moaning and held the judge's head right where it felt the best. Emily was so wet sucking on this gorgeous cock of Jack's she didn't even realize how close he was getting to cumming.
Now Judge Emily was being influenced by all the porn she was forced to review as part of her occupation. Lesbian, gay, bdsm.... oral, shemale, sodomy... all of the depraved acts illustrated so vividly in front of her. Emily found herself more and more engulfed in looking at and reading the stories. Some of them, surprisingly, rather well written and descriptive. Engrossing would be the way Emily would describe them, and the images on the pages and in her mind damned hot.
(7/22/12)
Let's go back a bit. Emily was subjected to many hours of mind numbing testimony for the prosecution showing on a slideshow, when the lights had been dimmed, many many acts of depravity in Emily's mind to illustrate the lengths that people who publish these things are going. Well with the lights dimmed and Emily having her chair tilted back some, relaxing if you will, slide after slide of men and men.... lots of oral sex there, some sodomy. The artistry was not lost on Emily in how well the porn was presented. Despite herself, she shifted in her chair as the girl on girl slides started moving across her vision. Girls being very oral and quite seductive. Closeups of girls tongue devouring a girls sex. One could almost hear the moans, as Emily shifted again... Then the double ended dildo and vibrators that demonstrated what lesbians do with each other.
Then came the sight of women performing oral on men. All kinds of men, big hard cocks to smaller limper cocks... big hanging balls as successive pictures of certain women that were really into the feeling of a cock in their mouths. Emily could just see the look of total lust on the women as they sucked and sucked, craving the present of hot cum down their throats. These particular pictures were the ones that got Emily's attention. She wondered if women could get addicted to sucking cock. Its not something Emily have ever thought of, or if she did she thought it to be the worst thing a woman could do. Emily's eyes were glued to the images as she could feel a definite wetness between her thighs.
(7/25/12)
Just then Emily was interrupted by her two law clerks, Bobbie and Jack. Bobbie cooed, "oh my Judge, what do you have here?" Bobbie was staring at one hot looking man sucking on a man's huge cock. The exact picture Emily had been looking at.
"bobbie, its the porn case I was telling you about. I am having difficulties determining the merits of the case or which was it swings"
Bobbie certainly knew which way he swung. In fact, he was sure of Jack too. In fact Bobbie wanted to get Jack drunk some night and do exactly what the picture Judge Emily was looking at suggested. Jack walked in and his eyes went to the picture immediately. When Judge Emily looked up what she saw was just over the edge of her desk was two bulges as the clerks looked at the picture. "Jack, I was wondering if you think porn is addicting to society?" Emily thought to herself and wondered why she used the word, addicting, to describe the porn she was looking at.
(8/4/12)
Just as Bobbie excused himself, saying he had a really important appointment to go to Emily's eyes were caught by the sight of Jack's bulge growing as he picked up a magazine and started leafing through it. Emily's tongue slid along her lips as she engaged Jack in conversation. "Jack, I asked you if you thought porn was addicting", asked Emily as she stood up and moved closer to Jack. "well, I guess it really depends on the person ... or ummm... the things considered porn", Jack mumbled out as he was engrossed in the particular magazine with a pretty girl sucking hungrily on a man's erection.
"Jack, do you think a girl like you are seeing could make someone addicted by watching her do what she is doing?", asked Emily as she put her hand on Jack's shoulder. Emily was breathing faster as she watched Jack just stare at the girl. "I think she really loves that, don't you Jack?" said Emily softly into Jack's ear. Jack nodded and Emily told Jack to take off for the night. Emily has plans for bedtime reading tonight.
(8/6/12)
Emily noticed Jack take a few of the magazines with him as he seemed little distracted. Emily felt the same way as she picked up a small pile, stuffed them in her briefcase and thought instead of stopping off for a bite to eat she will just head home for a relaxing night at home.
Getting home Emily dropped things off on the sofa and slipped into the shower for a nice relaxing, hot shower. The residual feelings from the day washed over her mingled with the warm water, creating a very nice mixture of wetness and arousal. For some reason Emily felt overly sensitive to tactile stimulation and her fingers were doing just that as they slid over her breasts and rigid nipples aching for attention. Without touching herself between her legs she could feel herself dripping with anticipation of an evening home alone.
A shudder ran through her just before stepping out of the shower and drying off. Feeling very sensual, Emily put on a silk robe she only uses rarely but it felt so good sliding over her aroused body. Grabbing a glass of wine, she sat on the sofa and reached for the folder with all the lovely, sexual pictures in them. Briefly the term addiction crossed her mind as she opened the first one, while sipping the wine.
(8/8/12)
Emily didn't notice, but by the third glass of wine the magazines were getting really interesting especially the pictures of pretty girls sucking on a man's cock. "fascinating" moaned Emily as her hand slipped inside her robe to lightly tease a nipple that was beckoning to her. Moaning softly, Emily finished off the third glass of wine as she just kept staring at the girl loving the cock in her mouth. Emily idling was thinking of Jack's cock and if it was circumcised or not... how big... how long... how thick. Emily pinched her nipple s she thought about her clerk. "It sure looked big in his pants", she thought. "I could almost smell his arousal, if that is something you can do", she thought as she clumsily poured a fourth glass of wine.
Emily laid back on the sofa, her hand on the arm... propping one leg up, oblivious to her robe sliding down her silky thigh. Then Emily remembered propping up the magazine and sliding her fingers between her legs watching the girl devour that big ole cock. She moaned as she was sure the girl in the picture did. "god, that is so hot. I wish I were her", thought Emily as her fingers disappear into her slick needy sex. Moaning loudly, she pushed two fingers in her mouth as she masturbated hard on her sofa. She thought, "I can suck cock better than that whore", as her first orgasm overtook her.
(10/16/12)
Emily finally lapsed into a sexual induced sleep, still on the sofa reliving everything in her dreams, as her fingers stayed busy while filling her mind with a very strong graving for something that has been missing in her life. "all work and no play makes Emily really borrrringggggg" thought Emily as she awoke after 2am and moved into the shower leaving a trail of clothes and no memory of how she got through the evening. Hmmm I feel kind of sore down there was the only thought as Emily slid into bed naked to dream more and to..... ummmm I wonder what Jack is doing right now.... hmmm Jack.......
(10/18/12)
Emily found herself awaking so wet and horny. Although Emily rarely masturbated in the past, she found herself looking at a pretty girl sucking a big cock and fingering herself wildly, screaming out her orgasm as another built up pouring over the first. Emily hurried up and showered, although lingered over her breasts and pussy before grabbing up the magazines and hurrying to the courthouse.
Walking by Jack's office Emily stopped and watched Jack's hand busy under the desk while his eyes were riveted to the particular magazine he was watching. Emily startled him by saying, "Jack, come to my office and bring the magazines with you" and then she turned and entered her office, feeling how her wet silk panties clung to her folds. When Jack entered, Emily stared at his bulge... saying "close and lock the door Jack" Emily perched on the edge of her desk and patted the spot next to her. Emily opened a magazine to a woman with blonde hair, like Emily's, sucking a hard cock deep in her mouth.
"Jack, I want you to look at this and tell me what this brings to your mind", said Emily as Jack's eyes took in the image. Emily slid her fingers along Jack's thigh as Jack tried to stammer out a reply to her question.
(10/19/12)
Emily told Jack, "just tell me if this reminds you of something, someone.... some fantasy you might be having". Emily ran her fingers along Jack's thigh, noticing his bulge showing great promise. Inching her fingers closer to the bulge, finally Jack had to confess his thoughts.
"ummm Emily, this ... ummm. .... reminds me of my dream last night.... I... ummm.... well, I dreamed it was me in the picture.... and....."
Jack didn't even notice, is his highly aroused state, that Emily had slid to her knees and was inhaling the musky aroma of Jack. Emily's hands were on Jack's hips as her lips brushed the head of his swelling organ. jack gasped as he realized his dream was coming true right in the judge's office. Emily was thinking, this reminds her of her dream last night too.
(10/21/12)
Emily was beside herself with arousal. She looked down at the floor and saw a picture of a pretty brunette devouring a rigid cock with her mouth. Emily inhaled Jack's aroma, but it was not enough for her so her trembling fingers went to his zipper, bringing it down and the belt was undone, along with the pants button and slid down to Jack's knees. Emily smiled to herself having seen Jack's boxers, knowing he would be a boxer wearer as she hurriedly slid them down too, revealing Jack's rigid cock.
Staring Emily in the face was Jack's cock held by Emily's soft fingers. Emily though she could hear soft gasp escaping Jack as she slid her face along the object of her desire. Emily was mimicking the woman in the magazine as her lips parted enough to take the head between her red lips. Addiction, you say?
(10/23/12)
Emily loved the feeling of it in her hands and the feeling of her lips around it. Emily wondered why more women didn't experience this feeling. Emily looked at the picture to see if she was doing it right, amid Jack's moaning and holding the judge's head. Emily noticed the picture showed more of the cock in the girls mouth, so Emily moved her lips down the rigid veined shaft. Letting her tongue caress the amazing rigidity in her mouth. Emily noticed two things now, this being such a new experience for her.
She noticed the salty taste, the musky smell and Jack moving in and out of her mouth. (ok, so its more than two things). "hmmm I could get used to this", thought Emily as she tried to take more of it in her mouth. She figured she was doing it right, cuz Jack was moaning and thrusting into her mouth. Emily started to suck harder, as Jack's moaning got more intense. "yeah, really used to this.... I think I love sucking cock", thought Emily as Jack kind of tensed up..... that gave Emily a chance to take more in her mouth and she found she couldn't think about anything but sucking on that cock in her mouth....
(10/24/12)
Jack was only too eager to be imitating what was in the magazine. Jack was quickly arriving as his destination, climaxing in the judge's mouth. Who knew when the case arrived this would be happening. Jack held the judge's head on his cock, as he moved deeper and felt the judge fight back her gagging reflex.
Emily's mind was swirling with the great desire she had for Jack's big cock in her mouth. Emily was moaning like she imagined the girls in the magazine did as Jack grabbed her head and tried to choke her with his cock. Rather than repulse Emily, it caused her to lick harder and grab Jack by his asscheeks. Emily could feel his cock pulse and get ready to explode in her mouth. She felt a surge between her own thighs as the climax virtually overwhelmed her, shooting hot cum down her throat. Emily was shocked but them sucked wildly on it, savoring it knowing it is changing her world.
(10/26/12)
Regaining her thinking, and savoring the taste of Jack in her mouth Emily got up shakily and told Jack that she wanted him back in her chambers after the docket was done for the day. Jack was zipping up and stuffing his softening cock back in his boxers, while murmuring "yes judge" to Emily's rather pointed direction. Emily sat behind her desk as Jack departed and thought.... "now I am just not sure about this pornography and it's affect on people. I just am not sure"
Emily couldn't understand why she got so wet looking at the magazines piled on the corner of her desk, but she was sure she would figure it out eventually. Emily went about her day, rendering precise decisions about the meaningless cases brought before her, feeling slightly distracted and.... feeling something else she couldn't quite put her finger on. She was thinking it will be great to done with these cases, so she could retreat to her chambers and..... ummm what?
(12/8/12)
Sitting down after the endless number of cases went by her court room, Emily breathed a sigh of relief and idly picked up a magazine to see exactly what people saw in porn. She had to admit to herself that the bodies looked great, and the cocks were just soooo luscious but she thought they were made to look appealing to the riff raff that read these rags. She was staring a beautiful circumcised cock, like Jack's, when Jack came in to find out what the judge wanted. Jack just stood in front of Emily's desk looking at Emily staring at the pictures.
Jack moved around the desk to see exactly what Emily was so absorbed in. Jack smiled when he saw a woman in the picture taking in a big hard cock. Emily was staring and licking her lips, then she noticed Jack standing close to her. "Jack, I am ummm not sure yet about porn.... ummmm", moaned Emily as her hand slid up Jack's thigh.
(12/9/12)
Sitting there, Emily's attention turning to Jack's jeans and how it bulges out in the front. Emily has been finding Jack to be very interesting lately. Emily slid her fingers over the bulge while she thought he was focused on the pictures. "Jack, you seem to need some relief today", Emily cooed as her finger slide down his zipper. "I never realized how much men needed to occasionally have relief from all this stress", whispered Emily as Jack's cocks sprung out. "Jack, I don't think any of those pictures are any nicer than yours", Emily said as she leaned down to kiss it.
"Jack, a happy clerk is a productive clerk", whispered Emily as she took the head between her freshly applied lipstick. Emily seemed to be overcome with desire as she slid her lips down his shaft. Jack was looking at the pictures, imagining one of those women sucking him. Emily took more of Jack in her mouth than she had ever done before. Both Emily and her clerk were moaning and hot, as Emily moved her mouth up and down. Emily was learning fast and Jack more than happy to help her development.
(12/12/12)
Emily was so hungry for it, sucking her clerk like she saw demonstrated in the magazines. Moaning as Jack started moving in her mouth, his hand on the back of her head. The moved in unison. Jack was groaning and that sound only excited Emily more, as she took it deep in her mouth running her tongue over it. Emily could feel Jack begin to tense up and she was learning what that meant. With one final thrust, Jack exploded in her mouth. Pumping load after load down her throat. Emily sucked it down.... savoring every drop.... proud that she is doing better.
Emily removed his softening cock from her lips, looked up and asked Jack. "Is there anything you need, Jack?" Jack's head was swimming with the things he needed. "I am sure you have work to do Jack" Jack just zipped up, mumbled a few incoherent words and left the Judge's office as Emily savored the taste of his cock in her mouth just moments ago.
(12/15/12)
Emily happened to look at the magazine Jack was so intent on. Hmmm, I wonder what Jack found interesting here. Her eyes glanced on the very thing Jack was looking at. A woman bent over a desk, both hands on the desk, legs wide apart gaping wide. An available target for a man. Emily had heard about deeper penetration from the rear and began wondering what that might be like to be that full of delicious cock, just like Jack's.
Emily then tore through all the magazines looking for men taking women from behind, gazing at the pure animal lust and sexuality. Emily could hear herself whispering, "that's what I want!!" Emily knew just who to help her with this need in her.... and his lovely circumcised cock would do nicely.
(12/19/12)
Emily was thinking about Jack, and looking at the pictures of women being leaned over a desk, legs spread and taken hard. "Gawd", Emily thought, "not only does that look sexy as hell, but I would love to try that just once (or more). NO, I need to try that" Emily had forgotten what this particular night was and it was the annual Christmas party, held in the common area between the judge's offices. Once she was snapped out of her fog, she could hear it start and the voices getting louder and hearing them celebrate another year.
Emily fixed her lipstick that was messed up from her sucking on Jack's gorgeous cock and changed into a short skirt she brought for the party and a nice conservative blouse. Her attitude was anything but conservative, but she was ready. (boy was she ready!!) She opened her door and joined in, being a little more outgoing than in years past. This did not go unnoticed by the others, even Jack. She spotted Jack, and went over to him asking him if he would get her some punch. Jack said "sure, judge" and ambled away while Emily kept her eyes on his ass on the way over. On the way back, Emily couldn't take her eyes off the font of his jeans remembering what is in there, and then flashing back to the photos of women taken from behind. Emily had a smile on her face, as Jack gave her the punch and stood really close to her while making small talk. Emily was thinking, "I dont want anything small tonight"
(1/15/13)
Emily asked Jack if he was hungry and went over to the snack table. She put both hands on the table, sticking her bottom out looking at Jack over her shoulder. She shouldn't have done that, as she got wet immediately. She wiggled her bottom and then went back to Jack, standing so close he could feel her breath on his face. Jack looked at her and mentioned, "I thought you wanted....."
She put her finger to his lips saying, "Jack, I saw something in those magazines that I really, really want. I don't know what it is about it, but its what I need Jack... Why don't you meet me in my chambers in exactly 5 minutes? I will show you exactly what I want."
Before Jack could respond, Emily walked purposely to the exit door, stopped at the door and crooked her finger to Jack before disappearing. Emily could feel her silky VS panties clinging to her swollen folds as she went to her chambers, awaiting her destiny.
(1/16/13)
Emily heard her chamber door open and close. Then the lock clicked and it was just her and Jack there. Emily was too distracted to think much about her situation, as she was leaning over her desk gazing longingly at the woman getting it from behind. "Jack, come over here and see if you see what I am seeing." Jack could only look at her bottom presenting itself so alluring as he moved closer, standing right behind her looking over her shoulder. He did happen to notice her panties dropped on the floor next to her.
Jack could hear her breathing a little ragged and hot, as he looked at the magazine she was looking at. "I mean Jack, these women seem to be acting in all the other pictures but these... these I really think these women are not acting, they are needing it. Just look at them... you can almost hear them moaning for it", she breathed out the words rather than spoke them. Jack pressed himself against her bottom to get a better look, hearing a moan from the judge and her bottom pressing back against him as he tried to get a better look. His breath was hot on her neck, as Emily gyrated her bottom against the bulge she felt. "moaning for it.... absolutely.. moaning", the judge moaned as she knew what she needed..... and judges get what they want.
(1/19/13)
Emily could feel her skirt being raised to her waist, and could feel the cool air on her bare ass. She felt Jack's hands squeezing her ass, as she kept moaning "the girl wants it. she needs it" Emily could hear Jack's zipper being pulled down and his manhood pressed against her soft bottom. "oh god, Jack, you are so hard", Emily moaned as Jack slid the wet head of his erection along the crevice of her luscious ass.
Jack's hands grabbed her hips, as his cockhead slid along the judge's swollen netherlips. Jack was rewarded with a low guttural moan from the judge, as his cockhead spread her there, and was ready to plunge in. Jack could feel the judge push back, wanting to feel what the girls in the magazines feel. She wanted to be filled to the hilt. She needed it and Jack knew it.
(1/22/13)
Emily was practically begging Jack to fill her to the hilt with his hard cock. Her hips were moving in a very sexual manner trying to get more of that luscious cock in her. "please, Jack", were the words he wanted to say and rammed his hard aching cock into her love tunnel. It was a damn good thing the door was locked, because the moaning they both were doing as Jack slammed in and out of the judge was enough to advertise what they were doing. "just like her, Jack. Oh Jack, just like her..... ohhhhhh damn..... do it harder, Jack"
Jack grabbed her hips and pulled her back hard on his cock, to a screaming judge impaled on his cock. Both of them were on the road to that fantastic finish they were both craving. Jack was groaning as he could feel the end nearing, and the judge felt fantastic as he kept ramming her hard.... suddenly he shot his load of hot cum in the judge and the judge bit down on her knuckles as she got pushed over the edge. spasming and feeling the most glorious climax of her 37 years.... knowing that was what she needed.... exactly what she needed, as she laid spent over her desk, her clerk's marvelous cock still embedded in her....
(1/24/13)
Emily had never felt such complete penetration before with her nose inches from the magazine showing the woman's face as she was entered from behind. Emily was thinking, "oh yeah, I can totally feel what she was feeling" Hoping for a repeat performance from Jack, she slid off the desk to the floor and took his softening wet cock in her mouth savoring the taste and the feel of it coming back to life. Emily was moaning on it, as she slid her lips up and down the thickening shaft. Looking up at Jack, the judge was nearly wild with anticipation of Jack giving her another go at it.
Emily has been forever changed, but she feels its such a natural growth. She wouldn't turn back into that stuffy judge ever again. Emily is being rewarded with Jack's stiff cock in her mouth from her new found talent. She hopes Jack will be ready for the same thing again. Emily just loves being taken from behind, no matter how submissive it makes her feel.
(1/25/13)
The next morning, Emily arrived early and full of pep. She was Bobbi and Jack talking and waved at them as she ducked into her office. She asked Bobbi to come in. He stood before her desk as she eyed him, seeing not half the man Jack is. "Bobbi I have come to a couple of decisions here. 1. These pornography exhibits do not warrant pursuing any longer. I have taken it upon myself to dispose of the evidence presented. Inform the parties there will be no case going forward. 2. Jack is being elevated to my personal assistant and his office will be right by mine. You will be taking work direction from him from now on. That will be all" Bobbi was rather shocked at both of these, but he realized the judge rarely made mistakes in judgement. He was glad he didn't have to dispose of those disgusting magazines though.
Emily leaned back and was pleased with her decisions. (Her mind went to the previous evening with her elbows on the desk and Jack pumping her full of hot cock) Jack would be great to work with/under, as he has shown a firm grasp on things. She decided Jack may have to work some evenings and weekends too. He should realize that comes with promotion and additional salary. It didn't even dawn on Emily that she was, in fact, paying for sex and in this state that is punishable by law. Emily's mind was way too busy thinking about the stash of porn she had at home now, magazines tapes... various toys.... yes, Jack was going to be doing some overtime work... yes indeed.
(2/18/13)
The very start of the new week, Emily was busy going over briefs of an upcoming lengthy trial when her mind went to some of the magazines from the porn case she presided on. Well yes, she had sampled what it was like to suck cock. Nothing too extreme there. In fact, Emily really liked it. Poor Jack had to suffer her delving into sampling what the porn case was all about. Oh yes, there was the sexual intercourse from behind that was so graphically illustrated in several of the magazines and of course to do her job right, Emily had to see what that was about. She thought there she was naked from the waist down, her elbows on the desk, her legs spread wide apart and poor Jack had to demonstrate the right technique. Emily let out a little moan thinking back to that time Jack had her from behind. Emily thought, "that has to be the ultimate, doesn't it?"
But then her thoughts went to these several magazines that she just seemed to dwell on. Not only was the girl being taken from behind, but her wrists were bound behind her and she was helpless and gagged. OMG!! Emily couldn't imagine how that might feel. Not being able to utter a complete sentence and be understood as the woman was being assaulted with a cock the size of Jacks!! How could she even say that she had enough with that gag and being bound like that?? She just shook her head as she thought about it, as she was oozing into her delicate rose coloured panties.
(2/22/13)
Emily spent the evening looking over the special shots of the women being gagged and bound, then taken sexually forcefully from behind. Emily was just staring at the woman, at her helplessness and her obvious pleasure at being taken like that. Or was it humiliation? No matter, it was damned hot. Only hours later after several orgasms while looking at the pictures of women so helpless and used did Emily notice there were several ads about where to get such depraved articles to use. At the website that was provided Emily's senses were overwhelmed at the variety of things to be used. WOW, was there some amazing things, thought Emily.
She selected a nice red ball gag, some leather restraints, locking leather handcuffs and a penis gag since she had gotten really into penis sucking. She filled everything out, purchased a money order and had them shipped to her PO Box reserved for her professional literature. She was so excited at the possibility and that she would somehow manufacture a reason for Jack to be working all weekend at her place.
(3/14/13)
Emily checked her PO box everyday and finally 6 days after she made her order there was a discretely wrapped package waiting for her, just as she had been waiting for it. She felt a surge of arousal as she drove home with the package in the front seat. That night she opened the package and reveled the artistry of the items. She tried on the restraints on one arm, and the handcuffs almost climaxing just putting them on imagining the pictures in the magazines only with her all tied up and wanting. She tried both the penis gag and the ball gag adjusting them to fit her..... unable to resist, she leaned over her home desk with the ball gag on and masturbated to a thunderous orgasm. She would have screamed if she hadn't been gagged like that.
Her juices sliding down her inner things, her elbows on the desk trying recover breathing through her nose, panting and wanting more. She put the leather cuffs on, securing them in front of her and went at it again, producing several more explosive climaxes. Right as she slipped over the edge on the countless climax, her thoughts went to Jack and his magnificent cock. She wanted him so badly. Damn it, she thought, he is going to be here as soon as I can manufacture a reason for it besides doing her the way she needed.
(3/15/13)
Emily had an extra spring to her step the following day. She was thinking about how she could do the same thing those beautiful women in the magazines were doing. After all, she has been
Immediately after getting to her office, she called Jack in. She felt good to have this stud at her beck and call. I mean Bobbie just wouldn't do with a stud like Jack around. Emily had pulled a rather complicated brief out from the dormant pile and started to go over it with Jack. She called Bobbie to clear her schedule all morning. Jack and Emily worked side by side, and she couldn't help but inhale the animal lust in him that day. Emily wanted it bad by the time she and he broke for lunch. They had barely gotten started, so she had Bobbie cancel the rest of her appointments and spent the entire day with Jack in her office. She could barely breathe when Jack leaned over her to look at something she pointed out. He leaned over the back of her and she could feel his muscular body on her, especially that rigid part of him pressed against her bottom. "Jack, we need to take a break here", she whispered in a low moaning voice. Jack was standing behind her, as she turned around and slipped to her knees pressing her mouth against the bulge in his jeans.
(8/20/13)
What Emily meant was, Jack needed a break and the judge would be happy to provide it for Jack. Emily could feel the heat of his erection thru his jeans, as her hands went to grab his ass pulling him harder against her face. Emily inhaled the musky aroma of hot cock as she unzipped him and helped his cock to pop free of the encumbrances known as jeans. Emily could only stand so much of having Jack that close to her, until she just needed to suck him into her mouth.
Both Emily and Jack could tell the judge was getting so much better with all the practice she has been having. Emily engulfed the wet head of Jack's cock thinking it was so much hotter than anything she could suck. Emily looked up to Jack, as she started a slow mouth fuck of him. She slid her tongue on the sensitive under side just past the head and heard a satisfying gasp from Jack. Emily relaxed her throat as she had learned to do and swallowed more of Jack's fuckstick in her mouth. Emily had pushed down Jack's jeans and dug her fingernails into the meaty flesh of Jack's ass as she started bobbing up and down on it.
Emily licked the precum, knowing it was just the appetizer for the main course.In her mind, Emily could hear a waiter say bon apetite as she started to really work on the cock. Jack. being no stranger to cumming in Emily's mouth started moaning and held the judge's head right where it felt the best. Emily was so wet sucking on this gorgeous cock of Jack's she didn't even realize how close he was getting to cumming.
12.8.13
Slave auction
In retrospect I find it kind of funny, talking with my three girlfriends about the charity auction. I mentioned it and posed the question whether we should go and perhaps invite Helen to join us. Helen is the really naive one and up for anything, so its perfect. After all, its for charity and I am sure she is charitable to a severe degree said the leader of the group, Sharon. We can convince her husband, that deadbeat golf pro, that we have some girl time together planned. I mean, what husband would not allow his wife for some of that time. He would be a fool to deny her.... anything.
The very next Friday night, Sharon invited the other two women to a kind of dark out of the way bar so plans could be made. Well, actually, Sharon had already made the plans and just needed to inform us in her own persuasive way. Sharon had us all convinced that Helen would be perfect for the auction. "imagine huns, Helen all blue eyed, blonde and clueless about what she is getting herself into" We all laughed at the image Sharon created in our heads. The time at the bar was to convince Helen to join them at the charity auction. It was all purely innocent, in appearance, but then you shouldn't take everything at face value should you? After all, its for charity Sharon kept saying to her girlfriends. We can offer the lovely and sexy Helen up for charitable contribution. Purely innocent.... sure it is.
(4/28/2012)
The very next day Sharon arranged to have lunch with Helen to talk about the charity auction. She was dressed very sharply and found a quiet little place to talk with Helen. Helen can waltzing in, looking hot and bubbly. Sharon and Helen exchanged warm hugs and sat down to talk through lunch. Sharon had prepared how she was going to present the topic to Helen, in a way that Helen would jump at. True to form, Helen thought it was a great idea. She was giggling and couldn't sit still after hearing all about it. Sharon suggested Helen needed to arrange some girl-time with her husband so we could enjoy the auction with time to spare. Right at lunch Helen had to use her cell phone to arrange, with her husband, a full week away and the two adjoining weekends. Sharon smiled to herself and thought to herself about the slave auction.... err... charity auction coming up.
(5/22/2012)
Sharon arranged for one of the girls to pick up Helen, because we knows if she will need her car since she is bound (I love that word) to be won by some lucky, although prearranged, person at the auction. Sharon was meeting with Monique while the girls were picking up Helen. Monique was originally from the south of France and ran a very successful dungeon (and brothel) in Paris before meeting and marrying her current (3rd) husband. Monique was so glad to participate in this charade because she has missed her former life. Her hubbie has a unused warehouse out in the sticks just aching to be used by an enterprising individual. I think we have found a use for it. Monique spent the past week getting out her toys / implements from storage and equipping the new playroom just for this occasion. Monique has quite the wild and demanding side, although she appears to be the sweetest demure woman you would ever meet. She parked her cargo van behind the building before coming in to finalize the situation with Sharon.
The other girls picked up a gigging and excited Helen. She told the girls her husband doesn't expect her back for 10 days, so she said "lets go have some fun and lots of it" Little does Helen know how much fun it will be. One of the girls asked Helen if she knows Sharon's friend, Monique, and Helen just shook her head. "oh thats ok, but Monique will be there too so I am sure there will be lots of bidding for you Helen" Helen just smiled a far away smile. "this is so cool, hubbie doesn't even know where I will be. Not that he cares much lately what I do or dont do" It sounds just perfect, doesn't Helen? Helen just nodding while squirming in her seat.
(5/27/2012)
While all the girls sat together with Sharon and Monique, Helen was back stage being prepped for the auction. She was being fixed up and had her hair done, her eyes... her nails... pampered and Helen loved it. Helen kept asking everyone what was going to happen, and the only answer she got was "dont worry, you are going to love it" Helen was given something to drink to calm her down a tad. "ohhh thats yummy", Helen oozed. One by one the other women were escorted on stage and the bidding began in earnest, while Helen sat there all relaxed and feeling disconnected. The bidding was getting louder and more intense. After all, who wouldn't want a real life slave girl? This organization has been going on for years and is even listed as a non-profit organization. Under the umbrella of a charitable organization was an actual slave market for wealthy bidders, Monique and her friends being quite well known among the patrons.
Finally it was Helen's turn and her conservative clothes had been changed into something quite remarkable. Her fabulous legs were on display as well as her ample cleavage and tight ass. Her hands were bound behind her back and she was forced to walk in 5" heels, teetering on them. Her handlers were on each site, holding onto her upper arms as she was just a little disoriented from her drink. They directing her this way and that, displaying her to the remaining bidders. The bidding started slowly, with Monique chiming in with a bid here and there to make sure this one did not get away. The auctioneer was pointing out her obvious attributes and the bidding got into the thousands where the others were only in the high hundreds. After all they save the prime slaves for last. Finally as the bidding was about over, a blindfold was slipped over Helen's eyes and a gag placed in her mouth. She stood there as the bidding concluded and money traded hands. Before Helen know anything or could weakly protest, she was whisked away to the waiting van and injected with a sedative before being driven to her new home.
(6/4/2012)
While the van sped off to its hidden destination, Helen laid there with her head leaning back against the seat and her firm thighs spread. Several pictures were taken, just as they had been during the auction just to ensure Helen doesn't try to escape. Imagine what these photos would do to her marriage and her previous life.
Monique sat beside Helen and fondled her property the entire trip. She kept telling Sharon she outdid herself this time. "there is nothing like a former society bitch to entertain me", she whispered in Helen's ears. Helen found herself moaning despite her weakening internal protests. Helen was thinking if she pretended to go along with it, maybe she can escape. Well those kinds of thoughts were slipping away and her body's arousal was clouding her mind. "my she's a needy bitch. I guess her high society hubbie didn't give her what she needed. I will make sure she has plenty of sex" whispered Monique to Sharon. Sharon was thinking how addicted to being used Helen was going to be.... and it won't take long, either.
(6/13/2012)
When Helen came to, she groggily looked around the darkened cold dank room hoping to sense where she was. She suddenly got frightened as her predicament became clearer. He moving her arms and legs reinforced her helplessness at the situation. Her thoughts immediately went to her husband, knowing that he couldn't possibly know where she was if she didn't even know. She struggled strongly against the even stronger leather restraints. She then realized it wasn't only her ankles and wrists bound tightly, but a thick strap went around her mid section and a leather strap was around her neck.
Helen tried to scream but the penis gag made that all but impossible. Strong hands suddenly took her and laid her over a leather covered table sort of thing. Her breasts were pushed through two openings and her ass draped over the end revealing two luscious holes for use.
Her legs were bound again, spread open wide to the point of being painful in their width. Her wrists were secured to the floor and the neck strap locked into place. As much as she struggled she only felt the pain of trying to get out. The physical pain and the mental pain of being in such a situation. A blindfold was slid in place, making her blind to her tormentors. Other than sight, all her other senses were alive and ultra sensitive by now.
She heard the click click click of high heels approaching and the pin prick of a needle in her asscheek..... "just to relax you for a bit, bitch", was all she heard from an all too familiar voice. Could it be? Oh no, please not Her....
(7/3/12)
Helen felt like she was floating and kept asking for her husband, which only amused Monique because her husband had no idea how to help his wife. In fact, no one knew how to help her. Helen vaguely felt her nipple being clamped strongly and weights hung from them, as something was inserted in her ass and inflated. Helen tried to struggle in the fog that was enveloping her mind. Helen seemed to remember being a bitch to Monique and Monique just smiling at her. Payback is hell, as the saying goes. Helen was given another injection which was designed to enhance the nerve endings so she would experience everything at a very high level. Helen felt her head raised and her mouth forced over a huge cock. "so, you show your disdain for black men do you? Now you were learn to respect all men for what they have for you, cunt"
Helen felt her mouth being raped by this huge cock and a low guttural sound reached her ears as the man, presumably black, was having his way with this white whore. He made no attempt to be gentle as Monique had her hand around his balls and was squeezing him to force him to pound his cock into Helen's mouth harder and deeper, despite Helen gagging and trying to avoid the raping of her mouth. The cameras were rolling and it looked as if Helen was enjoying the BBC being forced down her throat.
(7/10/12)
Helen could only gasp as she felt the huge cock stiffen even more just before exploding in her mouth. She felt like she was drowning in his cum, overflowing her mouth no matter how fast she tried to swallow. His hand gripped her hair, raising her face.... as he withdrew from her mouth and washed her face with the rest of his load. He then slapped her face with the semi-hard cock. The camera caught all the humiliation shown on Helen's face along with a surprising look of arousal and need.
The room was filled with laughter as her love tunnel was filled with the largest cock that has ever penetrated her. Bubba #2 was attacking her cunt with his strong cock, his big full balls slapping against her ass as he continued having his way with her. Her pussy couldn't help but respond to such an amazing fucking. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. Certainly none of the country club men could ever compare to this, even though to this point she had been 100% faithful to her husband. Oh yes, her husband... Helen suddenly remembered him and started crying and moaning his name as she was given the best fucking of her life. Tears were staining her cum covered face as she had so many conflicting emotions, love for her husband... she thought it was love, or was it acceptance of the life he provided her. The second emotion and the more intense was love being filled and used like she is. Helen found her hips pressing back on the invading cock and wanting more.... suddenly switching from bemoaning about her husband to begging the unknown black man to "give it to me hard, you bastard. You can do better than that, you dirty fucking nigger!!!" Every woman watching, even Monique were amazed at the language used and the intent of it on the man using her.... Helen was being broken in front of their eyes..... broken by BBC.
(7/24/12)
Helen's next thought was "OMG, my mouth is covered in a wet pussy" as her tongue did what came natural to her and started pleasing the pussy just like she took the BBC moments before which was now dri9pping out of her cunt. Helen felt the pussy ride her face hard, and Helen was loving it. She shoved her tongue deep inside the pussy as she felt her nipples being clamped and extended. Helen was awash in feelings she had never felt before. Monique kept riding Helen's slut mouth, using her like so many will be using her in the days, weeks and months ahead. Monique came hard in the little sluts mouth, as Helen gulped every luscious drop into her belly. "god I love pussy" is the only thought coming to Helen as she kept sucking and licking her first pussy, but not her last.
(8/3/12)
Helen's next sensation was another pussy, only this one was bare and Helen was beside herself with need. Helen obediently licked and loved this second pussy, belonging to Sharon, conditioned to loving sex as it is presented to her. Not having any choice in the matter somehow changed Helen's mind to thinking "this is so great, god I love this". Such freedom and such luscious sex was what Helen was thinking. Helen's tongue went to the hard clit and sucked on it, as she heard the woman moaning and grinding against her face.
Helen heard words being spoken to her, but didn't recognize each word but only the overall feeling that she is loving. The cameras were catching all the action and the look of ultimate bliss on Helen's face as she is feed pussy after pussy. Vaguely Helen remembered something violating her ass as she sucked more pussy in her mouth, hearing the words "good girls obey" over and over.
(8/6/12)
Helen was having a very difficult time of all this. "Where was her husband", was a fleeting thought as she thought again how she hated that bitch Monique. "if I ever get out of here, I am going to ruin that woman", was her thought as suddenly she was thinking about Sharon and wondering where she was. "I dont know why Sharon even talks with that bitch Monique", was her thought as suddenly she realized she had been sleeping with headphones on listening to soothing music, although one track was laced with suggestions and instructions to Helen. "God, I can almost hear Sharons sweet voice", though Helen as she drifted off to sleep again.
Meanwhile, Monique was counting the cash she was making from having Helen perform sexually for paying guests even if it was against her will. Monique just laughed at her feeble resistance and how easily she was complying. Helen is taking to bbc and sweet pussy like a pro. Monique looked at the calendar and realized her contract with Sharon was almost half over. It was a two week contract, the first being full use of Helen any way Monique wanted, and Sharon knew to what lengths she would go. The second week was much more psychological combined with the sexual use of her body.
(8/7/12)
Midnight of the final day for the first week, Monique left a pile of $100 for Sharon, packed her bag and exited the site. Sharon had paid for a year's rent on the site and had no more obligation to Monique. The agreement was that Monique would arrange everything and get full us of Helen for the first 7 days and then depart, never to see Helen again.
Sharon walked in to see the slumbering Helen, under sedation in the treatment room. Sharon half filled a syringe of the drug that helps remove resistance and makes Helen more susceptible to programming. As Sharon eased the drug into Helen's system they both gave a slight moan. Sharon looked down at Helen, both arms rigid under the heavy leather straps, her thighs spread wide secured with similar straps ... Helen's head held immobile... Helen looked so vulnerable naked and bound. Sharon had on fishnets, black corset... black spike heels.... ready to proceed modifying Helen to her own specifications. Sure Helen was a captive, but she will come to love Sharon and crave time with her.... beyond any craving she had every known.
I think you have heard of the "Stockholm Syndrome" yes?
(8/8/12)
Sharon slapped Helen's face several time to awake her. Helen tried to avoid the slaps but her head was too tightly held. The leather apparatus has a chin fitting that held her chin rigid and the buckles were tightened down more than usual, so she had no choice. Fewer and fewer choices as the days go on. Sharon elevated the table she was laying on with the hydraulic switches until Helen was sitting up, but still held tightly. Helen found herself relieved it was Sharon and not Monique, who was long gone by this time. Helen didn't know that and expected Monique re-appear at any time. Such was the start of the psychological work Sharon was doing on her drugged, foggy mind.
"you slept well, Helen. I hope you slept deeply and relaxed", whispered Sharon to Helen. Helen could hear how soft and gentle Sharon was compared with Monique. Such a welcome change, thought Helen as Sharon held a pendant in front on Helen's eyes. Starting to swing it in long slow arcs, Sharon said "relaxed and sleeping deeply, Helen. Just follow my pretty jade pendant. So green and drawing your eyes to it as it moves..... follow... so relaxed, Helen"
Helen was lost in conflicting feelings, here she was feeling all foggy and distant, but knowing she couldn't move an inch. Helen was fearing Monique, and Sharon was so nice to her. Helen's tired eyes followed the pendant, "god the pedant is so pretty", thought Helen. Helen could feel her cunt moisten as she gazed at the pendant.
Sharon stepped to the side, still swinging the pendant in front of Helen's eyes, as she whispered in Helen's ears. "you have always had such special feelings for me, Helen. You have tried to avoid the highly lesbian and submissive thoughts, but now you are free to express your feelings. You have been wanting me.... for so long you can't even remember."
Helen moaned and could feel her wetness coating her thighs as she listened to Sharon's soft voice penetrate her mind. "god, Sharon is so hot and luscious", were Helen's last thoughts as sleep overtook her mind and body.
(10/16/12)
Helen woke to several stinging slaps to her face as she gazed with love and lust at the gorgeous Sharon. Each stinging slap made her clit throb with need. "when did I love the way Sharon slaps my face so much?" Helen's restraints were released as she dropped to her knees and pushed her face between Sharon's strong, silky thighs. Helen was so eager to please Sharon she forgot everything else but Sharon's soft moaning and pressing herself to Helen's face. Helen has only one desire, one need... that to please Sharon in every way possible. Helen could feel Sharon roughly grab her head and use her face for Sharon's pleasure. Helen nearly passed out from pleasure as Sharon's juices splashed on her lips and face.
Helen knew Sharon was talking to her, but her need was too great to please Sharon to understand the fragments of instructions filling her sub-consccious. "you belong to Me, helen... you are My personal bitch. you only do what pleases Sharon, Sharon is your owner and you love Sharon with every ounce of your being"
(10/19/12)
Helen felt her face being slapped, side to side. There was nothing negative in this as she craved Sharon's touching her body. Helen's memory was fading more and more each passing day. More and more her orientation was toward Sharon and pleasing Her. Sharon's captive was becoming quite adept at pleasing Sharon with her mouth and tongue. It is a simple life for 'it' as Sharon has become to think of her and address her. It is property of Sharon and both of them know this. There is not one hair left on it's body, it ceases to be a person and more of a part of Sharon's possessions. One of many that give pleasure to Sharon. It loves to serve Sharon and is never happier than when it can have her face between Sharon's legs licking and serving. Sharon's moans and subsequent gushing of juices are it's rewards, rewards she licks up gratefully. It has a look for complete devotion and bliss when allowed to give Sharon what Sharon demands of her.
"it, look at My pendant..... focus.... watch it swing side to side, it. Thats right, feel sleepy and tired... focus.... relax.... let your mind empty of all thoughts, replaced by your love for Me.... no other thoughts remain.... only love and devotion.... cravings of being used, slapped.... caressed, all the same to you..... it's purpose is in serving Me, your owner.... now sleep"
(10/21/12)
Helen woke up again with her face being slapped, harder this time. The sting on her cheeks were still vivid as she was released from her bonds. She dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around her owner's legs, pressing her face to Her and inhaled Her aroma. Tears of joy welled up in helen's eyes of gratitude and devotion. "if only I can find some way to repay this wonderful Woman for all she has done", was helen's only thoughts. She felt rather than saw the wide leather collar being snapped around her neck and the shackles clamping her ankles together.
Sharon tugged on the leash, looking down at her naked captive. A smile crept across Sharon's face as she watched it struggle to keep up on her hands and shackled ankles. Sharon walked faster than it could possibly keep up and ended up falling face first on the cold concrete floor. Sharon just laughed as she dragged it along the cold floor to the elevator. "life is good", was all that Sharon could think of.... "very good"
(10/26/12)
Helen felt herself being dragged into a warm dark room. Using a pulley system, Sharon attached her bound wrists to the apparatus and slid helen up onto the leather table. helen was bound to the table, her arms down over the front of the table, locked in place while her legs were bound to the other end of the table with helen's ass was pointed to the ceiling. Sharon got out a clean syringe and primed it with a ggenerous amount of a mind numbing drug along with an addictive euphoric concoction . Sharon slid the needle into helen's asscheek and injected it in. All Sharon could hear is a slight moan, as she withdrew the empty syringe. Sharon slapped her ass, until it was a nice rosy red, forcing the drug to course through her bloodstream.
"now my petite beauty, let's get down to business. you have much to learn and you are totally dependent on me for everything... everything", cooed Sharon. helen was feeling very woozy and disoriented but she could hear hew owner saying something to her. Helen had no idea why her pussy was leaking onto the leather table and her hips moving in the all too familiar motion of a slut fucking away.
(12/12/12)
Helen could feel Sharon's soft fingers caressing her swollen labia, and moaned at the use of her body whenever Sharon felt like it. "you needed to go to the slave auction, helen, and you needed to give yourself up for charity. Charity begins at home, as you know. This is your home now. You are going to be so charitable" All Sharon's words penetrated helen's drugged mind, just as her fingers penetrated the slut's wet pussy. Helen was trying her very best to get off on Sharon's fingers, building up to a strong climax, moaning like a bitch in heat.
Sharon watched helen's fine ass clench and move desperate for release. The moaning and the scent of sex filled the room as helen was riding the waves of pleasure. helen was connecting her pleasure with being with Sharon and bound psychologically to it. Sharon kept working her fingers deep, to a guttural moaning from the bound slut helen. Sharon's tapping on helen's clit sent her over the edge. You could hear the screams of release as Sharon smiled and thought "her training is going to be so fun... for me"
"good girl, slut"
(12/18/12)
Helen could feel her body being laid on her back. She was too weak and drugged to put up a struggle, even if she wanted to. She laid there as her wrists, elbows and ankles were securely fastened. Helen just stared up at the ceiling as Sharon removed her leather vest, her blouse.... her tight leather pants.... Sharon stuffed her wet panties into Helen's mouth and fastened a leather strap around it watching Helen inhale and suck on the panties. Sharon was toying with Helen's nipples as Helen's hips started humping without having anything in her wet pussy.
Sharon fastened the harness for her favorite strapon, big and black. Over 8" long, thick and always rigid. Sharon wet it with her own saliva as she watched Helen sucking on her panties. Sharon positioned herself between Helen's legs, rubbing the slick head against Helen's swollen labia. Helen's reacted with an arching of her back, aching to accept the gift Sharon has for her. "you are so needy for me, helen. You have nothing without me, helen. you are here for my pleasure.... " I hear helen moan for it. Its so very sweet of her....
(7/5/13)
Sharon was smiling as she rammed the big strapon into helen's slick pussy. Oh yes, Sharon got what she wanted. Pretty little naive helen being her own captive girl. There is nothing helen wouldn't do for more of this. Sharon kept ramming it in and out, as she listened to helen's screaming through the wet panties. She could feel helen climax, but that only made Sharon go harder and faster. She was not sure how much helen could take, but then it didn't really matter. helen takes what she is given.... Sharon takes everything she wants... it's really a very nice relationship when you think about it. helen is removed from a situation she wasn't happy with.... Sharon got someone that will do her best to make things nice for Sharon..... and there is plenty of sex for everyone....
Sharon notices that helen's is shaking her head side to side as the big girlcock is still ramming in her. Sharon reaches down and slaps her clit.... searching for that clamp to put on the girl's clit to remind her who is boss around here....
(7/17/13)
Sharon felt like a good hot shower would be just the thing. She took helen by her hair and led her to the shower, instructing her just how she was to clean her. helen ended up kneeling in the shower, the water pouring around her as helen dutifully attended to the pussy in front of her. There could be screaming heard above the roar of the shower's spray, that is if anyone was around to hear it. After Sharon had enough of grinding her pussy against helen's bruised lips, so had her pat dry her body with the big fluffy towels and powder her body. "It sure feels good to have a personal attendant", thought Sharon.
Sharon then led helen to the stable, naked as the day she was born. helen was then laid her down on it, face down. She tethered each wrist and ankle to the corners and gagged helen so she didn't have to listen to her screams as the next step was about to be ..... well, Sharon was consumed with lust for helen as it turns out and she wants everyone to know who she belongs to. Sharon had been thinking of tattoos to spell out helen's ownership but she thinks it needs to be something more permanent and visible. So Sharon decided to brand the girl as you would a farm animal. Sharon has a branding iron for her cattle, so why not use it on the girl.... besides Sharon likes the smell of burning flesh to the muffled screams that are bound to follow..... Sharon smiled as she tightened up a wide leather strap around helen's waist just above the offered ass... another went just below her ass over her thighs..... tightening them up to a painful level as helen moaned and whimpered only made it all the sweeter for Sharon. "the girl sure does know how to get my motor purring.... no, roaring would be more like it", though Sharon.
Sharon listened to the obvious pleading attempting to free herself from what was planned. Sharon busied herself with getting the branding iron red hot..... the muffled begging was like background music to the sizzling hot branding iron.
The very next Friday night, Sharon invited the other two women to a kind of dark out of the way bar so plans could be made. Well, actually, Sharon had already made the plans and just needed to inform us in her own persuasive way. Sharon had us all convinced that Helen would be perfect for the auction. "imagine huns, Helen all blue eyed, blonde and clueless about what she is getting herself into" We all laughed at the image Sharon created in our heads. The time at the bar was to convince Helen to join them at the charity auction. It was all purely innocent, in appearance, but then you shouldn't take everything at face value should you? After all, its for charity Sharon kept saying to her girlfriends. We can offer the lovely and sexy Helen up for charitable contribution. Purely innocent.... sure it is.
(4/28/2012)
The very next day Sharon arranged to have lunch with Helen to talk about the charity auction. She was dressed very sharply and found a quiet little place to talk with Helen. Helen can waltzing in, looking hot and bubbly. Sharon and Helen exchanged warm hugs and sat down to talk through lunch. Sharon had prepared how she was going to present the topic to Helen, in a way that Helen would jump at. True to form, Helen thought it was a great idea. She was giggling and couldn't sit still after hearing all about it. Sharon suggested Helen needed to arrange some girl-time with her husband so we could enjoy the auction with time to spare. Right at lunch Helen had to use her cell phone to arrange, with her husband, a full week away and the two adjoining weekends. Sharon smiled to herself and thought to herself about the slave auction.... err... charity auction coming up.
(5/22/2012)
Sharon arranged for one of the girls to pick up Helen, because we knows if she will need her car since she is bound (I love that word) to be won by some lucky, although prearranged, person at the auction. Sharon was meeting with Monique while the girls were picking up Helen. Monique was originally from the south of France and ran a very successful dungeon (and brothel) in Paris before meeting and marrying her current (3rd) husband. Monique was so glad to participate in this charade because she has missed her former life. Her hubbie has a unused warehouse out in the sticks just aching to be used by an enterprising individual. I think we have found a use for it. Monique spent the past week getting out her toys / implements from storage and equipping the new playroom just for this occasion. Monique has quite the wild and demanding side, although she appears to be the sweetest demure woman you would ever meet. She parked her cargo van behind the building before coming in to finalize the situation with Sharon.
The other girls picked up a gigging and excited Helen. She told the girls her husband doesn't expect her back for 10 days, so she said "lets go have some fun and lots of it" Little does Helen know how much fun it will be. One of the girls asked Helen if she knows Sharon's friend, Monique, and Helen just shook her head. "oh thats ok, but Monique will be there too so I am sure there will be lots of bidding for you Helen" Helen just smiled a far away smile. "this is so cool, hubbie doesn't even know where I will be. Not that he cares much lately what I do or dont do" It sounds just perfect, doesn't Helen? Helen just nodding while squirming in her seat.
(5/27/2012)
While all the girls sat together with Sharon and Monique, Helen was back stage being prepped for the auction. She was being fixed up and had her hair done, her eyes... her nails... pampered and Helen loved it. Helen kept asking everyone what was going to happen, and the only answer she got was "dont worry, you are going to love it" Helen was given something to drink to calm her down a tad. "ohhh thats yummy", Helen oozed. One by one the other women were escorted on stage and the bidding began in earnest, while Helen sat there all relaxed and feeling disconnected. The bidding was getting louder and more intense. After all, who wouldn't want a real life slave girl? This organization has been going on for years and is even listed as a non-profit organization. Under the umbrella of a charitable organization was an actual slave market for wealthy bidders, Monique and her friends being quite well known among the patrons.
Finally it was Helen's turn and her conservative clothes had been changed into something quite remarkable. Her fabulous legs were on display as well as her ample cleavage and tight ass. Her hands were bound behind her back and she was forced to walk in 5" heels, teetering on them. Her handlers were on each site, holding onto her upper arms as she was just a little disoriented from her drink. They directing her this way and that, displaying her to the remaining bidders. The bidding started slowly, with Monique chiming in with a bid here and there to make sure this one did not get away. The auctioneer was pointing out her obvious attributes and the bidding got into the thousands where the others were only in the high hundreds. After all they save the prime slaves for last. Finally as the bidding was about over, a blindfold was slipped over Helen's eyes and a gag placed in her mouth. She stood there as the bidding concluded and money traded hands. Before Helen know anything or could weakly protest, she was whisked away to the waiting van and injected with a sedative before being driven to her new home.
(6/4/2012)
While the van sped off to its hidden destination, Helen laid there with her head leaning back against the seat and her firm thighs spread. Several pictures were taken, just as they had been during the auction just to ensure Helen doesn't try to escape. Imagine what these photos would do to her marriage and her previous life.
Monique sat beside Helen and fondled her property the entire trip. She kept telling Sharon she outdid herself this time. "there is nothing like a former society bitch to entertain me", she whispered in Helen's ears. Helen found herself moaning despite her weakening internal protests. Helen was thinking if she pretended to go along with it, maybe she can escape. Well those kinds of thoughts were slipping away and her body's arousal was clouding her mind. "my she's a needy bitch. I guess her high society hubbie didn't give her what she needed. I will make sure she has plenty of sex" whispered Monique to Sharon. Sharon was thinking how addicted to being used Helen was going to be.... and it won't take long, either.
(6/13/2012)
When Helen came to, she groggily looked around the darkened cold dank room hoping to sense where she was. She suddenly got frightened as her predicament became clearer. He moving her arms and legs reinforced her helplessness at the situation. Her thoughts immediately went to her husband, knowing that he couldn't possibly know where she was if she didn't even know. She struggled strongly against the even stronger leather restraints. She then realized it wasn't only her ankles and wrists bound tightly, but a thick strap went around her mid section and a leather strap was around her neck.
Helen tried to scream but the penis gag made that all but impossible. Strong hands suddenly took her and laid her over a leather covered table sort of thing. Her breasts were pushed through two openings and her ass draped over the end revealing two luscious holes for use.
Her legs were bound again, spread open wide to the point of being painful in their width. Her wrists were secured to the floor and the neck strap locked into place. As much as she struggled she only felt the pain of trying to get out. The physical pain and the mental pain of being in such a situation. A blindfold was slid in place, making her blind to her tormentors. Other than sight, all her other senses were alive and ultra sensitive by now.
She heard the click click click of high heels approaching and the pin prick of a needle in her asscheek..... "just to relax you for a bit, bitch", was all she heard from an all too familiar voice. Could it be? Oh no, please not Her....
(7/3/12)
Helen felt like she was floating and kept asking for her husband, which only amused Monique because her husband had no idea how to help his wife. In fact, no one knew how to help her. Helen vaguely felt her nipple being clamped strongly and weights hung from them, as something was inserted in her ass and inflated. Helen tried to struggle in the fog that was enveloping her mind. Helen seemed to remember being a bitch to Monique and Monique just smiling at her. Payback is hell, as the saying goes. Helen was given another injection which was designed to enhance the nerve endings so she would experience everything at a very high level. Helen felt her head raised and her mouth forced over a huge cock. "so, you show your disdain for black men do you? Now you were learn to respect all men for what they have for you, cunt"
Helen felt her mouth being raped by this huge cock and a low guttural sound reached her ears as the man, presumably black, was having his way with this white whore. He made no attempt to be gentle as Monique had her hand around his balls and was squeezing him to force him to pound his cock into Helen's mouth harder and deeper, despite Helen gagging and trying to avoid the raping of her mouth. The cameras were rolling and it looked as if Helen was enjoying the BBC being forced down her throat.
(7/10/12)
Helen could only gasp as she felt the huge cock stiffen even more just before exploding in her mouth. She felt like she was drowning in his cum, overflowing her mouth no matter how fast she tried to swallow. His hand gripped her hair, raising her face.... as he withdrew from her mouth and washed her face with the rest of his load. He then slapped her face with the semi-hard cock. The camera caught all the humiliation shown on Helen's face along with a surprising look of arousal and need.
The room was filled with laughter as her love tunnel was filled with the largest cock that has ever penetrated her. Bubba #2 was attacking her cunt with his strong cock, his big full balls slapping against her ass as he continued having his way with her. Her pussy couldn't help but respond to such an amazing fucking. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. Certainly none of the country club men could ever compare to this, even though to this point she had been 100% faithful to her husband. Oh yes, her husband... Helen suddenly remembered him and started crying and moaning his name as she was given the best fucking of her life. Tears were staining her cum covered face as she had so many conflicting emotions, love for her husband... she thought it was love, or was it acceptance of the life he provided her. The second emotion and the more intense was love being filled and used like she is. Helen found her hips pressing back on the invading cock and wanting more.... suddenly switching from bemoaning about her husband to begging the unknown black man to "give it to me hard, you bastard. You can do better than that, you dirty fucking nigger!!!" Every woman watching, even Monique were amazed at the language used and the intent of it on the man using her.... Helen was being broken in front of their eyes..... broken by BBC.
(7/24/12)
Helen's next thought was "OMG, my mouth is covered in a wet pussy" as her tongue did what came natural to her and started pleasing the pussy just like she took the BBC moments before which was now dri9pping out of her cunt. Helen felt the pussy ride her face hard, and Helen was loving it. She shoved her tongue deep inside the pussy as she felt her nipples being clamped and extended. Helen was awash in feelings she had never felt before. Monique kept riding Helen's slut mouth, using her like so many will be using her in the days, weeks and months ahead. Monique came hard in the little sluts mouth, as Helen gulped every luscious drop into her belly. "god I love pussy" is the only thought coming to Helen as she kept sucking and licking her first pussy, but not her last.
(8/3/12)
Helen's next sensation was another pussy, only this one was bare and Helen was beside herself with need. Helen obediently licked and loved this second pussy, belonging to Sharon, conditioned to loving sex as it is presented to her. Not having any choice in the matter somehow changed Helen's mind to thinking "this is so great, god I love this". Such freedom and such luscious sex was what Helen was thinking. Helen's tongue went to the hard clit and sucked on it, as she heard the woman moaning and grinding against her face.
Helen heard words being spoken to her, but didn't recognize each word but only the overall feeling that she is loving. The cameras were catching all the action and the look of ultimate bliss on Helen's face as she is feed pussy after pussy. Vaguely Helen remembered something violating her ass as she sucked more pussy in her mouth, hearing the words "good girls obey" over and over.
(8/6/12)
Helen was having a very difficult time of all this. "Where was her husband", was a fleeting thought as she thought again how she hated that bitch Monique. "if I ever get out of here, I am going to ruin that woman", was her thought as suddenly she was thinking about Sharon and wondering where she was. "I dont know why Sharon even talks with that bitch Monique", was her thought as suddenly she realized she had been sleeping with headphones on listening to soothing music, although one track was laced with suggestions and instructions to Helen. "God, I can almost hear Sharons sweet voice", though Helen as she drifted off to sleep again.
Meanwhile, Monique was counting the cash she was making from having Helen perform sexually for paying guests even if it was against her will. Monique just laughed at her feeble resistance and how easily she was complying. Helen is taking to bbc and sweet pussy like a pro. Monique looked at the calendar and realized her contract with Sharon was almost half over. It was a two week contract, the first being full use of Helen any way Monique wanted, and Sharon knew to what lengths she would go. The second week was much more psychological combined with the sexual use of her body.
(8/7/12)
Midnight of the final day for the first week, Monique left a pile of $100 for Sharon, packed her bag and exited the site. Sharon had paid for a year's rent on the site and had no more obligation to Monique. The agreement was that Monique would arrange everything and get full us of Helen for the first 7 days and then depart, never to see Helen again.
Sharon walked in to see the slumbering Helen, under sedation in the treatment room. Sharon half filled a syringe of the drug that helps remove resistance and makes Helen more susceptible to programming. As Sharon eased the drug into Helen's system they both gave a slight moan. Sharon looked down at Helen, both arms rigid under the heavy leather straps, her thighs spread wide secured with similar straps ... Helen's head held immobile... Helen looked so vulnerable naked and bound. Sharon had on fishnets, black corset... black spike heels.... ready to proceed modifying Helen to her own specifications. Sure Helen was a captive, but she will come to love Sharon and crave time with her.... beyond any craving she had every known.
I think you have heard of the "Stockholm Syndrome" yes?
(8/8/12)
Sharon slapped Helen's face several time to awake her. Helen tried to avoid the slaps but her head was too tightly held. The leather apparatus has a chin fitting that held her chin rigid and the buckles were tightened down more than usual, so she had no choice. Fewer and fewer choices as the days go on. Sharon elevated the table she was laying on with the hydraulic switches until Helen was sitting up, but still held tightly. Helen found herself relieved it was Sharon and not Monique, who was long gone by this time. Helen didn't know that and expected Monique re-appear at any time. Such was the start of the psychological work Sharon was doing on her drugged, foggy mind.
"you slept well, Helen. I hope you slept deeply and relaxed", whispered Sharon to Helen. Helen could hear how soft and gentle Sharon was compared with Monique. Such a welcome change, thought Helen as Sharon held a pendant in front on Helen's eyes. Starting to swing it in long slow arcs, Sharon said "relaxed and sleeping deeply, Helen. Just follow my pretty jade pendant. So green and drawing your eyes to it as it moves..... follow... so relaxed, Helen"
Helen was lost in conflicting feelings, here she was feeling all foggy and distant, but knowing she couldn't move an inch. Helen was fearing Monique, and Sharon was so nice to her. Helen's tired eyes followed the pendant, "god the pedant is so pretty", thought Helen. Helen could feel her cunt moisten as she gazed at the pendant.
Sharon stepped to the side, still swinging the pendant in front of Helen's eyes, as she whispered in Helen's ears. "you have always had such special feelings for me, Helen. You have tried to avoid the highly lesbian and submissive thoughts, but now you are free to express your feelings. You have been wanting me.... for so long you can't even remember."
Helen moaned and could feel her wetness coating her thighs as she listened to Sharon's soft voice penetrate her mind. "god, Sharon is so hot and luscious", were Helen's last thoughts as sleep overtook her mind and body.
(10/16/12)
Helen woke to several stinging slaps to her face as she gazed with love and lust at the gorgeous Sharon. Each stinging slap made her clit throb with need. "when did I love the way Sharon slaps my face so much?" Helen's restraints were released as she dropped to her knees and pushed her face between Sharon's strong, silky thighs. Helen was so eager to please Sharon she forgot everything else but Sharon's soft moaning and pressing herself to Helen's face. Helen has only one desire, one need... that to please Sharon in every way possible. Helen could feel Sharon roughly grab her head and use her face for Sharon's pleasure. Helen nearly passed out from pleasure as Sharon's juices splashed on her lips and face.
Helen knew Sharon was talking to her, but her need was too great to please Sharon to understand the fragments of instructions filling her sub-consccious. "you belong to Me, helen... you are My personal bitch. you only do what pleases Sharon, Sharon is your owner and you love Sharon with every ounce of your being"
(10/19/12)
Helen felt her face being slapped, side to side. There was nothing negative in this as she craved Sharon's touching her body. Helen's memory was fading more and more each passing day. More and more her orientation was toward Sharon and pleasing Her. Sharon's captive was becoming quite adept at pleasing Sharon with her mouth and tongue. It is a simple life for 'it' as Sharon has become to think of her and address her. It is property of Sharon and both of them know this. There is not one hair left on it's body, it ceases to be a person and more of a part of Sharon's possessions. One of many that give pleasure to Sharon. It loves to serve Sharon and is never happier than when it can have her face between Sharon's legs licking and serving. Sharon's moans and subsequent gushing of juices are it's rewards, rewards she licks up gratefully. It has a look for complete devotion and bliss when allowed to give Sharon what Sharon demands of her.
"it, look at My pendant..... focus.... watch it swing side to side, it. Thats right, feel sleepy and tired... focus.... relax.... let your mind empty of all thoughts, replaced by your love for Me.... no other thoughts remain.... only love and devotion.... cravings of being used, slapped.... caressed, all the same to you..... it's purpose is in serving Me, your owner.... now sleep"
(10/21/12)
Helen woke up again with her face being slapped, harder this time. The sting on her cheeks were still vivid as she was released from her bonds. She dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around her owner's legs, pressing her face to Her and inhaled Her aroma. Tears of joy welled up in helen's eyes of gratitude and devotion. "if only I can find some way to repay this wonderful Woman for all she has done", was helen's only thoughts. She felt rather than saw the wide leather collar being snapped around her neck and the shackles clamping her ankles together.
Sharon tugged on the leash, looking down at her naked captive. A smile crept across Sharon's face as she watched it struggle to keep up on her hands and shackled ankles. Sharon walked faster than it could possibly keep up and ended up falling face first on the cold concrete floor. Sharon just laughed as she dragged it along the cold floor to the elevator. "life is good", was all that Sharon could think of.... "very good"
(10/26/12)
Helen felt herself being dragged into a warm dark room. Using a pulley system, Sharon attached her bound wrists to the apparatus and slid helen up onto the leather table. helen was bound to the table, her arms down over the front of the table, locked in place while her legs were bound to the other end of the table with helen's ass was pointed to the ceiling. Sharon got out a clean syringe and primed it with a ggenerous amount of a mind numbing drug along with an addictive euphoric concoction . Sharon slid the needle into helen's asscheek and injected it in. All Sharon could hear is a slight moan, as she withdrew the empty syringe. Sharon slapped her ass, until it was a nice rosy red, forcing the drug to course through her bloodstream.
"now my petite beauty, let's get down to business. you have much to learn and you are totally dependent on me for everything... everything", cooed Sharon. helen was feeling very woozy and disoriented but she could hear hew owner saying something to her. Helen had no idea why her pussy was leaking onto the leather table and her hips moving in the all too familiar motion of a slut fucking away.
(12/12/12)
Helen could feel Sharon's soft fingers caressing her swollen labia, and moaned at the use of her body whenever Sharon felt like it. "you needed to go to the slave auction, helen, and you needed to give yourself up for charity. Charity begins at home, as you know. This is your home now. You are going to be so charitable" All Sharon's words penetrated helen's drugged mind, just as her fingers penetrated the slut's wet pussy. Helen was trying her very best to get off on Sharon's fingers, building up to a strong climax, moaning like a bitch in heat.
Sharon watched helen's fine ass clench and move desperate for release. The moaning and the scent of sex filled the room as helen was riding the waves of pleasure. helen was connecting her pleasure with being with Sharon and bound psychologically to it. Sharon kept working her fingers deep, to a guttural moaning from the bound slut helen. Sharon's tapping on helen's clit sent her over the edge. You could hear the screams of release as Sharon smiled and thought "her training is going to be so fun... for me"
"good girl, slut"
(12/18/12)
Helen could feel her body being laid on her back. She was too weak and drugged to put up a struggle, even if she wanted to. She laid there as her wrists, elbows and ankles were securely fastened. Helen just stared up at the ceiling as Sharon removed her leather vest, her blouse.... her tight leather pants.... Sharon stuffed her wet panties into Helen's mouth and fastened a leather strap around it watching Helen inhale and suck on the panties. Sharon was toying with Helen's nipples as Helen's hips started humping without having anything in her wet pussy.
Sharon fastened the harness for her favorite strapon, big and black. Over 8" long, thick and always rigid. Sharon wet it with her own saliva as she watched Helen sucking on her panties. Sharon positioned herself between Helen's legs, rubbing the slick head against Helen's swollen labia. Helen's reacted with an arching of her back, aching to accept the gift Sharon has for her. "you are so needy for me, helen. You have nothing without me, helen. you are here for my pleasure.... " I hear helen moan for it. Its so very sweet of her....
(7/5/13)
Sharon was smiling as she rammed the big strapon into helen's slick pussy. Oh yes, Sharon got what she wanted. Pretty little naive helen being her own captive girl. There is nothing helen wouldn't do for more of this. Sharon kept ramming it in and out, as she listened to helen's screaming through the wet panties. She could feel helen climax, but that only made Sharon go harder and faster. She was not sure how much helen could take, but then it didn't really matter. helen takes what she is given.... Sharon takes everything she wants... it's really a very nice relationship when you think about it. helen is removed from a situation she wasn't happy with.... Sharon got someone that will do her best to make things nice for Sharon..... and there is plenty of sex for everyone....
Sharon notices that helen's is shaking her head side to side as the big girlcock is still ramming in her. Sharon reaches down and slaps her clit.... searching for that clamp to put on the girl's clit to remind her who is boss around here....
(7/17/13)
Sharon felt like a good hot shower would be just the thing. She took helen by her hair and led her to the shower, instructing her just how she was to clean her. helen ended up kneeling in the shower, the water pouring around her as helen dutifully attended to the pussy in front of her. There could be screaming heard above the roar of the shower's spray, that is if anyone was around to hear it. After Sharon had enough of grinding her pussy against helen's bruised lips, so had her pat dry her body with the big fluffy towels and powder her body. "It sure feels good to have a personal attendant", thought Sharon.
Sharon then led helen to the stable, naked as the day she was born. helen was then laid her down on it, face down. She tethered each wrist and ankle to the corners and gagged helen so she didn't have to listen to her screams as the next step was about to be ..... well, Sharon was consumed with lust for helen as it turns out and she wants everyone to know who she belongs to. Sharon had been thinking of tattoos to spell out helen's ownership but she thinks it needs to be something more permanent and visible. So Sharon decided to brand the girl as you would a farm animal. Sharon has a branding iron for her cattle, so why not use it on the girl.... besides Sharon likes the smell of burning flesh to the muffled screams that are bound to follow..... Sharon smiled as she tightened up a wide leather strap around helen's waist just above the offered ass... another went just below her ass over her thighs..... tightening them up to a painful level as helen moaned and whimpered only made it all the sweeter for Sharon. "the girl sure does know how to get my motor purring.... no, roaring would be more like it", though Sharon.
Sharon listened to the obvious pleading attempting to free herself from what was planned. Sharon busied herself with getting the branding iron red hot..... the muffled begging was like background music to the sizzling hot branding iron.
helen will know she is owned. Sharon will know she is owned. Sharon doesn't want any strays wandering around.
Sharon burned her brand on helen's ass to a good amount of screaming in the gag, as the mark became visible. Sharon likes branding as opposed to tattoos, due to the nature of it being permanent and non-removable. Sharon stood there, bringing herself to climax as helen thrashed around and screamed into the gag.
(8/12/13)
helen was led into the house, ankles hobbled, chain attached to steel collar around her neck, her ass red and advertising her owner's brand. She looked not unlike the other farm animals around, the cows... the goats... the only difference is that this owned animal was allowed in the house for domestic duties. This includes personal attending to Sharon of course.
Sharon led her up the stairs, which she was barely able to negotiate. helen was not allowed to touch the furniture without latex gloves so as not to get her fingerprints on anything. Therefore she was unable to use the banister to help her hobbled ankles negotiate the stairs. There were only 23 of them so it should not have been such a struggle, thought Sharon. "keep up, slave or I will have to tan your painful ass with my crop. you are making me delay, and I will not tolerate that from my slave:, said Sharon in a harsh tone. helen then made a gallant effort to go faster, almost falling but catching herself. Moaning and making it up to the top, shuffling fast after Sharon to keep up.
Sharon led her over to the upstairs play room, bent her over a leather gymnastic horse, secured her legs and arms. Sharon smiled as she looked so vulnerable and she has had quite the journey so far. Sharon had a special lotion prepared that contained alcohol so as to sting like hell on her branded ass. It had healing properties so it wasn't all bad, and it would soften the skin that was just branded. Sharon applied it liberally to the accompanying screams and crying. Sharon was getting all worked up, so after a full treatment to her ass she led helen over to a bed.
Sharon laid down and pulled helen's face between her spread thighs. "be sure to think me with your entire being, slave", instructed Sharon as helen's tongue was busy in her wet pussy. helen never wanted to please anyone so much in her life as she did her owner, the one branding her permanently. The pleasure of licking Sharon to multiple orgasms almost made her forget the pain that seemed to radiate deep into her asscheeks.
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