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Brent worked as a Financial Manager for United
Investments for several years. He was married to De Ann,
a knock out. Brent was 34; De Ann was 33 and only 5 foot
tall with long brown hair and hazel eyes. Brent loved De
Ann's breasts, a perfect 36C, but he thought her best
quality was her firm ass.
Although Brent thought De Ann had a great, near-perfect
body, her lack of confidence in her appearance resulted
in a very conservative dress. This lack of confidence in
her appearance also frustrated Brent in the bedroom.
On rare occasions he would get De Ann to relax and she
would be a real sexual b**sts, but the majority of the
time, their sex life was boring. Brent could not
remember the last time De Ann gave him a blowjob. He did
recall a few years earlier he finally convinced De Ann
to shave her cunt and she reluctantly agreed and Brent
praised her and frequently commented on how great it
looked. But De Ann did not keep it shaved and eventually
let it return to all natural except to shave for her
bathing suits.
Even with her conservative ways, Brent loved De Ann, was
proud of the way she looked and liked to show her off at
company functions. Although De Ann was frequently
oblivious to the stares, Brent enjoyed the lustful looks
from his peers and supervisors, as they would frequently
ogle De Ann's breasts and ass when they thought Brent
was not looking. This was real source of pride for Brent
and he frequently went deep in to debt to join his peers
and bosses at high-priced parties or functions.
As the months passed it became easier and easier for
Brent to skim a thousand dollars here or five thousand
there from United Investment accounts. He also intended
to pay the money back, but never seemed to be able to
get ahead enough to make a dent.
Further more, Brent did not really have any idea how
much he owed the company. Brent used United Investments
as his personal emergency cash bank and really never
thought much about it. However, Brent's bosses watched
as the totals increased. They saw an opportunity and it
was time to take advantage.
De Ann was surprised to receive the telephone call from
Mr. Abrams, Brent's boss. He told her that they would
like to have a meeting with her about something
important regarding Brent. As De Ann dressed she hoped
it was a promotion for Brent or a raise.
She chose a conservative shirtdress that buttoned all
the way up and dropped about an inch below her knees. De
Ann tightened the belt, pushed a brush through her hair
and looked in the full-length mirror in their bedroom.
She thought she looked okay for this meeting and left
the house. She decided it must be a raise or promotion
and that Mr. Abrams wanted to surprise Brent since he
gave implicit instructions not to tell him of her
appointment.
When De Ann arrived at Mr. Abrams office there was no
secretary present. She tapped lightly on the door and
heard Mr. Abrams voice instructing her to enter. De Ann
walked in; excited at the news and when she saw the two
other supervisors with Mr. Abrams, De Ann decided it was
a promotion.
"Sit down, De Ann," Mr. Abrams said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Abrams," De Ann responded.
"We don't have to be so formal, please, call be David,"
he said and pointing at the other two men, "this is
Samuel and Joseph." De Ann nodded acknowledgement to the
other two men. De Ann pulled her dress down over her
knees feeling a tinge of discomfort at the way the man
called Joseph was staring at her.
"So Sam, Joe, what do you think," David asked ignoring
De Ann. The two men smiled and nodded in the
affirmative. De Ann was confused.
"De Ann," David started, "let's get right to the point,
your husband has embezzled over 100,000 dollars from our
company over the past few years and, well, we want it
back."
De Ann went pale; this was not what she was expecting.
The man called Sam offered her a drink of water and De
Ann took two quick gulps.
"How? W--why?" De Ann stammered.
"Don't know, and don't care," David continued, "However,
I do know that Brent will spend several years in prison
if it's not pay back. In addition, the wonderful home
you and the k**s live in, that'll be sold to get some of
our money back; plus your car, jewelry, anything of
value will be sold."
"This can't be true, Brent would never..." De Ann
started and was cut-off by Joe.
"Cut the crap De Ann, here are the documents, you can
take them to a lawyer, but it will still end up being
the same thing; bottom line, we want our money," Joe
said without emotion.
De Ann was almost in tears. The life she and Brent had
built was going to be taken away and Brent ruined. De
Ann's thoughts raced.
"There must be something, something we can do," De Ann
inquired.
"As a matter fact, there is something you can do," David
responded.
"What, I'll do anything, what is you want me to do, tell
me," De Ann pleaded.
"Anything?" David asked again.
"Anything, anything at all," De Ann begged.
"Fine, alright, there is something you can do. We have
watched you at the parties and company functions, and we
like what we see. We'll exchange the debt your husband
owes us for you." David finally said.
De Ann did not understand at first and looked puzzled.
She looked at Joe and Sam and could now see the lust in
their eyes. De Ann tried to think of another
alternative. She did not know what these men wanted, but
De Ann was not sure.
"What do I have to do?" De Ann finally said.
"Whatever we want," David responded matter-of-factly,
with one condition, your husband must never know.
De Ann thought about her home, the k**s, and her
husband. She wondered how Brent could do this and then
drop her head down.
"Alright," De Ann whispered.
"We didn't hear you," David said.
"Alright, I'll do whatever you want," De Ann said the
words, but could not believe them.
"Good, good, I thought you might. The first thing we
want is to see what we have traded for; stand up and
take off your clothes," David ordered.
De Ann hesitated for a moment and David told her if she
hesitated again all deals were off and the police would
be notified to arrest her husband. With tears in her
eyes, De Ann stood up and undid the belt around her
waist. She slowly started to undo the buttons of the
dress finally getting to the last one. De Ann held the
dress around her with one hand hoping that the madness
would end and one of the men would stop her. No such
luck as David went to the phone and picked up the
receiver. De Ann pulled the dress from her shoulders and
let it drop to the floor. De Ann's face flushed red as
she stood before the three men clad only in her white
bra, white cotton panties, and high heels.
"Everything," David prodded.
De Ann reached behind her and unhooked the clasp holding
her bra closed and let the straps fall from her
shoulders. She closed her eyes as she removed the bra
and it fell to the floor with her dress. De Ann heard
the whistle from Joe and Sam's crude comments as her
tits came into view. De Ann's 36C breasts rose and fell
with her silent sobs. She watched David who still held
the receiver waiting. De Ann hooked her thumbs into the
waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them over
her hips, down her legs, and stepped out of them letting
them join her dress and bra. De Ann instinctively placed
a hand over her cunt, hiding the mons and another over
her breasts.
"Lower your hands and spread your legs," David ordered.
Again, De Ann slowly let her arms fall to her side and
opened her legs. She stiffened as all three men
approached her. David took her breasts between his thumb
and fingers and squeezed them tightly commenting on the
firmness and size. Joe cupped her buttocks and De Ann
tried to tighten her asscheeks when Joe spread them
apart and commented on her tight looking rectum. Sam's
hand went over De Ann's cunt and he worked a single
finger into her dry hole. De Ann was totally humiliated
and kept her eyes closed trying to block out the abuse.
After a few minutes, the men switched position with Joe
now squeezing her tits. David worked two fingers into De
Ann's cunt and kicked her legs a little wider. Sam ran a
finger along the cleft between De Ann's asscheeks and
she tired to clench them together to avoid the
intrusion. De Ann felt that she could endure this
manhandling if that was all that there was going to be,
but she knew this was just the beginning.
As suddenly as the men started, they returned to their
seats leaving De Ann standing naked, in the center of
the room with her legs slightly spread. To De Ann's
horror, she thought she could feel wetness between her
legs, but dismissed it as perspiration versus arousal.
De Ann reached to obtain her clothes and David stopped
her. David next proceeded to outline the terms of the
agreement. De Ann would do whatever they asked sexually
without hesitation or argument.
"De Ann, you are a beautiful woman, but your dress is
all wrong for our purposes," David stated, "when you
return home, you are to shave your cunt and your ass and
never let any stubble or hair be present, do you
understand?"
De Ann nodded her head up and down to indicate she
understood. She stared at the floor, naked, refusing to
look at the three men. She could hear them talking about
her, saying horrible sexual things about her like she
was not even in the room.
"Any one ever fuck you in the ass?" Joe questioned De
Ann. De Ann did not immediately answer, just staring at
the floor. "I ask you a question," Joe said again with
force.
"Yes . . .my husband tried once, but it hurt too much so
I've not let him try again." De Ann finally responded.
The men talked some more and De Ann was beginning to
become cold in the office. Finally, David walked up to
her and placed his fingers under De Ann's chin and
raised her head up to look at him. At only five feet all
three men towered over De Ann.
"I want you to look at me so I can make sure you
understand our instructions," David said.
David proceeded to tell De Ann that each weekend when
her services were needed she would go to a specific
hotel for instructions. She was to only wear thongs or
no panties at all and De Ann should buy an assortment of
garters, stockings, very short skirts, see-through
blouses, chokers, and high heels with ankle straps.
David informed De Ann that any additional clothing items
would be provided at the hotel when she arrived. David
then handed De Ann a piece of paper and pen and ordered
her to write down her measurements and dress/skirt
sizes. De Ann quickly complied and handed the paper back
to David.
"We're done for today," David said after he looked at
the paper, "you can dress and go home, but remember, you
are not to tell Brent about our agreement."
De Ann indicated she understood and reached down for her
bra and panties.
"Give me the panties," Joe demanded, "and get dressed."
De Ann was even more embarrassed as she dressed in front
of the three men. Joe took De Ann's panties and cut the
entire crotch out of them and threw them back to De Ann
at her feet. De Ann had just finished the last button of
her dress.
"Put them on," Joe demanded.
With tears flowing down her face, De Ann pulled her once
cotton panties on. She felt so dirty wearing the now
crotchless panties. Once dressed, De Ann asked if she
could leave.
"You may go, but tomorrow is Friday and you need to be
at the Hilton at 8 o'clock sharp for your first job,"
David reminded her.
De Ann left the meeting exhausted, confused, and angry.
How could Brent how allowed himself to get into such a
mess. Now De Ann was trapped into being a sexual slave
for his bosses. De Ann cried on the way home, but
decided she'd better go to the mall and purchase the
items she needed since tomorrow was Friday.
After returning from shopping, De Ann hid the numerous
thongs, short skirts, shoes, and other items in the
guestroom of their home. Brent would be home in about an
hour. De Ann tried to think of a reason she would tell
him that she shaved again as she turned on the shower.
Once the water was warm, De Ann stripped off her clothes
and threw the cut up panties into the trash stuffing
them underneath the other trash so they wouldn't been
see.
De Ann felt so dirty as the water washed over her. Yet,
when the shower spray struck her breasts for the first
time De Ann realized that her nipples were incredibly
erect, sticking straight out and hard as well as
sensitive. De Ann soaped herself carefully and as the
her hands brushed over her breasts, she let them linger
there recalling how the two men touched her breasts. De
Ann soaped and rinse two or three times trying to feel
clean again.
Finally satisfied, she sighed as she soaped up her pubic
hair and slowly shaved it off. She placed her foot on
the edge of the tub so that she could next shave her
labia. Following her instructions exactly, De Ann then
took a mirror and placed it on the floor of the tub,
squatted over it and proceeded to shave her ass. Once
done, De Ann ran her hand over her pubic mons and ass to
ensure that it was smooth and free of stubble. Her
fingers lightly touched her clit and that sent sparks
through De Ann.
She was surprised to find that her clit was also erect
and hard. Not since her college days had De Ann
masturbated, but she was tempted to do so now, in the
shower. As she lightly touched her clit trying to sort
out her urges she heard Brent voice coming from
downstairs. This snapped De Ann back to reality and she
quickly exited the tub and dried off. De Ann just barely
got her robe on with Brent walked into the bathroom.
"I have a surprise for you later," De Ann said to Brent,
not knowing how else to let him know she shaved. Later
that evening in bed, De Ann let Brent touch her in
preparation to make love.
"Wow, that's great," Brent explained, "why did you do it
again?"
"Just thought I would try it again," De Ann said through
her anger at Brent for the real reason she shaved. She
remembered her words to him the last time she shaved,
"only whores do this," and now she wondered if that was
what she was to be a whore for his bosses. Brent tried
to pursue De Ann and she just turned over away from him
signaling an end to any attempt by Brent to make love
that night.
The next morning, De Ann rose and got the k**s off to
school as usual. It was Friday, and De Ann tried not to
think about going to the Hilton. She engaged herself in
housework and other things including hiding her clothes
she would wear that night under the seat of her car.
When the k**s came home from school, De Ann was pre-
occupied and let them watch TV.
Once Brent came home from work, De Ann told him she and
her girlfriend wanted to go see a movie. She passed the
movie off as a "chick-flick" and knew Brent would not
want to go. With Brent's blessings and encouragement, De
Ann went upstairs to get ready. She showered again,
running a razor over her cunt and ass to make sure there
were no stubble.
De Ann pulled some jeans over her black thongs and a
sweater over her push-up bra. She hurried downstairs;
kiss Brent good-bye and left for the Hilton. De Ann felt
as if she was on autopilot. Although in her mind she
resented and could not believe what she was doing, De
Ann still drove to a service station and changed into
her short, black skirt and white, see-through blouse,
removing her bra first. She looked in the mirror of the
bathroom as she applied her make-up, heavy as per
David's instructions. De Ann thought she looked pretty,
then decided she look just like a slut and tired not to
cry as the tears would ruin her make-up.
De Ann parked her car and went to the designated room at
the Hilton. She knocked on the door and heard the
familiar voice of David telling her to come in. Once
inside, there sat David with Joe and Sam.
"Wow, you look great De Ann!" David exclaimed as De Ann
walked into the room on her stiletto heels with ankle
straps. "We thought we would make sure you were well-
trained before we gave you to any clients, so tonight,
the three of us are going to use you."
De Ann thought about turning and running out the door
but could not bare the idea of her husband in jail and
losing her home. De Ann just stood in the middle of the
room and looked down at the carpet not responding. David
brought her a drink and De Ann refused it.
"Okay, then, let's get started," David said with a
little anger. "Strip off that blouse and give us all
blow-jobs." David sat down in a chair and unzipped his
pants to produce a large erection. Joe and Sam laughed
and followed suit.
De Ann stared, mouth agape. "I can't do this," she said
and started to leave.
"Have you forgotten about the embezzlement and our
agreement?" David asked, "I will call the police if I
have to remind you again."
De Ann stopped at the door, defeated. Without turning
she took off her blouse and turned around showing the
three men her bare breasts. She decided to do whatever
it took and walked over to Sam and knelt between his
legs. De Ann did not have any experience with oral sex
and was unsure about what to do. She took Sam's hard
cock into her mouth, just the head of it and slowly
sucked it like a baby bottle. She felt Sam's hands on
the back of her head trying to shove her further down
onto his dick. Finally, De Ann relaxed and felt Sam's
cock striking the back of her throat as he bobbed her
head up and down on his dick. Bent over sucking Sam's
cock, De Ann's short skirt rode up almost over her ass
revealing the thin strip of her black thong. This was
too much for David.
"Damn, I got to have a piece of that ass," David
exclaimed and pushed De Ann's skirt above her waist and
yanked her thongs down to her knees. De Ann tried to
raised her head up in protest, but Sam held her tight
and continued to face fuck her. De Ann felt David's
fingers in her cunt, but this time it did not hurt.
"She's wet, she's loving this," David announced and
plunged three fingers into De Ann's cunt. De Ann tried
to understand how she became wet but she could feel the
sloppiness between her legs. De Ann felt David's three
fingers opening and closing stretching her cunt. David
placed his thumb on De Ann's clit and started to rub
around and around.
De Ann jerked at his touch, but then settled into a
rhythm. She felt herself responding to David's touch and
at first hated it, but then his constant manipulation of
her clit started to bring an occasional moan from her
lips. Sam continued to hold onto De Ann's head, fingers
entangled in her long hair, pushing and pulling her head
up and down on his cock. Suddenly, De Ann felt David
remove his fingers and quickly replace it with his cock.
"Just like a hot knife through butter," David observed
as he sunk his dick deep into De Ann's cunt with one
thrust. De Ann reached up and grabbed Sam's cock and
started stroking it while her head bobbed up and down.
She caught herself pushing her hips back to meet the
powerful thrust coming from David in her cunt. De Ann
did not have many orgasms, but she knew she was getting
close. Sam pushed De Ann's head down on his cock all the
way causing her to gag. De Ann was having troubled
breathing and concentrated on relaxing her throat with
she felt David's cock enlarging in her cunt.
"God, he's going to cum," De Ann thought but forgot
about Sam. She did not even know that a man would cum in
her mouth until she felt Sam shudder and then the warm
liquid splashing against her tonsils. De Ann tried to
raise her head, to spit the foul tasting semen from her
mouth, but Sam held her tight.
All at once, David slammed hard into her cunt and
started to cum, as he did he reached around and trapped
De Ann's nipples in between his thumb and forefinger and
pinched down hard. De Ann did not expect her orgasm, it
just happened and as it washed over her, she swallowed
hard taking Sam's cum down her throat. Her orgasm was so
powerful that De Ann was throwing her ass backwards so
hard against David that he had to hold on to her hips to
keep from sliding out of her cunt.
"Oh no, my God, I'm having an orgasm. . ." De Ann moaned
after Sam slid his limp cock from her mouth. David
pumped De Ann's cunt until his balls were empty of semen
and his cock began to soften. When he finally removed
it, little drops of cum dripped from De Ann's opened
cunt. De Ann just lay across the couch where Sam was
sitting, eyes closed, enjoying the aftershocks of her
orgasm.
Joe watched the entire escapade as the two men used De
Ann. Now it was his turn, and he planned something
special for her. De Ann did not protest as David and Sam
removed her skirt and thong leaving her naked. De Ann
let them lay her across the arm of the couch. She did
not even realize what was happening when Sam pulled her
arms over her head and held them in place and David
placed his weight across her back. De Ann was
effectively trapped for Joe.
Joe walked up behind De Ann and stuck two fingers into
her cunt and withdrew a mixture of cum an pussy juices.
De Ann tried to move and found it nearly impossible. She
started to panic when she felt her asscheeks being
separated. Joe inserted his finger wet from De Ann's
cunt into her puckered asshole. De Ann grunted and
started to struggle trying to get away.
"Please, not there, not there," De Ann pleaded but Joe
ignored her and continued to work his finger in and out
of her ass pushing the juices further inside. Finally,
satisfied that De Ann was well lubricated, Joe placed
the head of his dick at the entrance of De Ann's
asshole.
"Stop, stop, I don't want to do this, stop, please
stop," De Ann pleaded while she fought against the two
men holding her down. Joe leaned forward and De Ann
could feel the pressure on her anal ring. Slowly the
ring opened admitting Joe's cock. De Ann stop struggling
and tried to push the intruder from her ass as the head
of Joe's cock passed her tight, anal opening.
"God it hurts, it hurts, please take it out, take it
out, take it out," De Ann kept repeating as Joe pushed
inch after inch of his cock into her ass. Finally, his
entire cock was buried in De Ann's ass. Joe pulled her
asscheeks apart to look at the stretched anal ring
wrapped tightly around his dick. De Ann was racked with
the pain in her ass and then felt Joe's balls slapping
her cunt lips.
"Okay, let her go," Joe cried as if he were riding a
bronco at the rodeo.
De Ann bucked and twisted trying to escape the violation
in her ass. Joe rode her hard, pulling his cock half way
out then banging it back inside her. De Ann finally
remained still and tried to relax her ass. The pain had
subsided and now De Ann fought a pleasure that was
building.
Joe slowed his pace, dragging his cock almost all the
way out and then ramming it home causing his heavy balls
to strike De Ann's cunt and clit. Joe pushed his hands
underneath De Ann's arms and around behind her head and
pulled her up to a standing position with his cock still
buried to the base in her ass.
"Now, were going to walk into the bedroom and see how
you look," Joe said and forced De Ann to walk with his
dick in her ass.
With each step, De Ann felt more pleasure from the cock
in her ass. By the time they reached the bedroom, De Ann
was breathing rapidly trying to prevent another orgasm.
When Joe forced her to look in the mirror, De Ann saw
herself impaled on the cock in her ass and lost it. As
her orgasm over came her, De Ann begged someone to suck
her tits. Joe swung De Ann around and Sam clamped his
mouth first over one breast then the other. De Ann was
shaking her head from side to side and screaming.
"God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again," De Ann screamed.
By now, David was hard again and sat on the couch and
motion Joe to walk De Ann over to him. Joe knew exactly
what David had in mind. De Ann saw David sitting on the
couch with his dick sticking straight up and she knew
what the two men were going to do. Strangely, De Ann
wanted them to double impale her. As Joe positioned her
in front of David, De Ann spread her legs wide and eased
herself down of David's cock.
De Ann felt so full as the two cocks pistoned in and out
of her ass and cunt. De Ann focused on the feeling of
the cocks and could feel them touching inside her
separated by just a thin tissue. De Ann worked herself
up and down on David's cock while Joe pounded her ass in
rhythm. Just as Joe stiffened and started cumming, David
followed. De Ann was beside herself.
"Not again, noooooooo, I can't cum again... oh, my God,
I can't stand it, fuck me harder," De Ann begged. De Ann
could not believe the language she was using, but the
orgasm was on her spreading throughout her entire body.
Joe and David slowed their pace as their cocks went limp
inside De Ann. De Ann was covered in sweat as she raised
up off of David and Joe pulled his cock from her ass. De
Ann collapsed onto the floor on her back, cum leaking
from her cunt and ass.
Sam walked over between her legs and De Ann looked up at
him and spread her legs wide. Sam slid his cock into her
cunt with little difficulty.
After Sam fucked her to another orgasm, the men left De
Ann alone. She fell into a light sleep and after about
thirty minutes awoke. At first De Ann was confused, but
then she tasted the cum in her mouth and saw the sticky
fluid on the inside of her thighs and the memory of what
happen flooded over her.
"You can clean up and leave, make sure you leave the
thongs," David said to her as De Ann stood on wobbly
legs.
De Ann could not bear to look at the three men as she
went into the bathroom and tried to clean up. It was
almost 11:30 and she knew she needed to get home. Her
cunt was sore, but her ass was even sorer. De Ann exited
the bathroom dressed and without a word started toward
the door.
"Don't forget, same time next week," David reminded her
as De Ann opened the door.
De Ann started for the elevator when David's comments in
her ears. She could not believe it, but De Ann started
thinking about next week and her pussy flooded with
juices to the point De Ann could feel them on the inside
of her thighs. De Ann got on the elevator alone and took
a napkin and wiped between her legs. The touch to her
clit was wonderful.
De Ann sighed remembering the orgasms she experienced at
the hands of David, Sam and Joe. She did not even
realize she was fingering her clit until the elevator
doors opened in the lobby. De Ann was thankful no one
was waiting to get on the elevator.
As De Ann exited the hotel she went straight to her car.
Before starting the car, De Ann dropped her head down on
the steering wheel and started to cry. She had been
conservative in dress and in sex her entire life, now in
just two hours she'd been turned into something she
never considered herself to be.
De Ann sighed heavily and said the words in a whisper,
"I'm nothing but a slut." With those words said, De Ann
stuck her hand under her skirt, rubbed her clit and
thought about the fuckings she'd just received. Within
moments, she accomplished her purpose and experienced
another wonderful orgasm.
On the way home, De Ann stopped again and changed back
into the clothes she wore. Once home, Brent kissed De
Ann when she entered the house. Upstairs in the bedroom
De Ann exited naked, her shaved cunt in clear view of
Brent.
"God, I want to fuck you," Brent said.
"I can't believe you said that to me," De Ann exclaimed
with anger, "how dare you treat me like a common whore."
Brent mumbled an apology and watched disappointed as De
Ann pulled on her pajamas, went to bed and roll away
from him. A tear rolled down De Ann's face.
"After all," she thought, "I'm not a whore, I'm a slut."
Investments for several years. He was married to De Ann,
a knock out. Brent was 34; De Ann was 33 and only 5 foot
tall with long brown hair and hazel eyes. Brent loved De
Ann's breasts, a perfect 36C, but he thought her best
quality was her firm ass.
Although Brent thought De Ann had a great, near-perfect
body, her lack of confidence in her appearance resulted
in a very conservative dress. This lack of confidence in
her appearance also frustrated Brent in the bedroom.
On rare occasions he would get De Ann to relax and she
would be a real sexual b**sts, but the majority of the
time, their sex life was boring. Brent could not
remember the last time De Ann gave him a blowjob. He did
recall a few years earlier he finally convinced De Ann
to shave her cunt and she reluctantly agreed and Brent
praised her and frequently commented on how great it
looked. But De Ann did not keep it shaved and eventually
let it return to all natural except to shave for her
bathing suits.
Even with her conservative ways, Brent loved De Ann, was
proud of the way she looked and liked to show her off at
company functions. Although De Ann was frequently
oblivious to the stares, Brent enjoyed the lustful looks
from his peers and supervisors, as they would frequently
ogle De Ann's breasts and ass when they thought Brent
was not looking. This was real source of pride for Brent
and he frequently went deep in to debt to join his peers
and bosses at high-priced parties or functions.
As the months passed it became easier and easier for
Brent to skim a thousand dollars here or five thousand
there from United Investment accounts. He also intended
to pay the money back, but never seemed to be able to
get ahead enough to make a dent.
Further more, Brent did not really have any idea how
much he owed the company. Brent used United Investments
as his personal emergency cash bank and really never
thought much about it. However, Brent's bosses watched
as the totals increased. They saw an opportunity and it
was time to take advantage.
De Ann was surprised to receive the telephone call from
Mr. Abrams, Brent's boss. He told her that they would
like to have a meeting with her about something
important regarding Brent. As De Ann dressed she hoped
it was a promotion for Brent or a raise.
She chose a conservative shirtdress that buttoned all
the way up and dropped about an inch below her knees. De
Ann tightened the belt, pushed a brush through her hair
and looked in the full-length mirror in their bedroom.
She thought she looked okay for this meeting and left
the house. She decided it must be a raise or promotion
and that Mr. Abrams wanted to surprise Brent since he
gave implicit instructions not to tell him of her
appointment.
When De Ann arrived at Mr. Abrams office there was no
secretary present. She tapped lightly on the door and
heard Mr. Abrams voice instructing her to enter. De Ann
walked in; excited at the news and when she saw the two
other supervisors with Mr. Abrams, De Ann decided it was
a promotion.
"Sit down, De Ann," Mr. Abrams said with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Abrams," De Ann responded.
"We don't have to be so formal, please, call be David,"
he said and pointing at the other two men, "this is
Samuel and Joseph." De Ann nodded acknowledgement to the
other two men. De Ann pulled her dress down over her
knees feeling a tinge of discomfort at the way the man
called Joseph was staring at her.
"So Sam, Joe, what do you think," David asked ignoring
De Ann. The two men smiled and nodded in the
affirmative. De Ann was confused.
"De Ann," David started, "let's get right to the point,
your husband has embezzled over 100,000 dollars from our
company over the past few years and, well, we want it
back."
De Ann went pale; this was not what she was expecting.
The man called Sam offered her a drink of water and De
Ann took two quick gulps.
"How? W--why?" De Ann stammered.
"Don't know, and don't care," David continued, "However,
I do know that Brent will spend several years in prison
if it's not pay back. In addition, the wonderful home
you and the k**s live in, that'll be sold to get some of
our money back; plus your car, jewelry, anything of
value will be sold."
"This can't be true, Brent would never..." De Ann
started and was cut-off by Joe.
"Cut the crap De Ann, here are the documents, you can
take them to a lawyer, but it will still end up being
the same thing; bottom line, we want our money," Joe
said without emotion.
De Ann was almost in tears. The life she and Brent had
built was going to be taken away and Brent ruined. De
Ann's thoughts raced.
"There must be something, something we can do," De Ann
inquired.
"As a matter fact, there is something you can do," David
responded.
"What, I'll do anything, what is you want me to do, tell
me," De Ann pleaded.
"Anything?" David asked again.
"Anything, anything at all," De Ann begged.
"Fine, alright, there is something you can do. We have
watched you at the parties and company functions, and we
like what we see. We'll exchange the debt your husband
owes us for you." David finally said.
De Ann did not understand at first and looked puzzled.
She looked at Joe and Sam and could now see the lust in
their eyes. De Ann tried to think of another
alternative. She did not know what these men wanted, but
De Ann was not sure.
"What do I have to do?" De Ann finally said.
"Whatever we want," David responded matter-of-factly,
with one condition, your husband must never know.
De Ann thought about her home, the k**s, and her
husband. She wondered how Brent could do this and then
drop her head down.
"Alright," De Ann whispered.
"We didn't hear you," David said.
"Alright, I'll do whatever you want," De Ann said the
words, but could not believe them.
"Good, good, I thought you might. The first thing we
want is to see what we have traded for; stand up and
take off your clothes," David ordered.
De Ann hesitated for a moment and David told her if she
hesitated again all deals were off and the police would
be notified to arrest her husband. With tears in her
eyes, De Ann stood up and undid the belt around her
waist. She slowly started to undo the buttons of the
dress finally getting to the last one. De Ann held the
dress around her with one hand hoping that the madness
would end and one of the men would stop her. No such
luck as David went to the phone and picked up the
receiver. De Ann pulled the dress from her shoulders and
let it drop to the floor. De Ann's face flushed red as
she stood before the three men clad only in her white
bra, white cotton panties, and high heels.
"Everything," David prodded.
De Ann reached behind her and unhooked the clasp holding
her bra closed and let the straps fall from her
shoulders. She closed her eyes as she removed the bra
and it fell to the floor with her dress. De Ann heard
the whistle from Joe and Sam's crude comments as her
tits came into view. De Ann's 36C breasts rose and fell
with her silent sobs. She watched David who still held
the receiver waiting. De Ann hooked her thumbs into the
waistband of her panties and slowly lowered them over
her hips, down her legs, and stepped out of them letting
them join her dress and bra. De Ann instinctively placed
a hand over her cunt, hiding the mons and another over
her breasts.
"Lower your hands and spread your legs," David ordered.
Again, De Ann slowly let her arms fall to her side and
opened her legs. She stiffened as all three men
approached her. David took her breasts between his thumb
and fingers and squeezed them tightly commenting on the
firmness and size. Joe cupped her buttocks and De Ann
tried to tighten her asscheeks when Joe spread them
apart and commented on her tight looking rectum. Sam's
hand went over De Ann's cunt and he worked a single
finger into her dry hole. De Ann was totally humiliated
and kept her eyes closed trying to block out the abuse.
After a few minutes, the men switched position with Joe
now squeezing her tits. David worked two fingers into De
Ann's cunt and kicked her legs a little wider. Sam ran a
finger along the cleft between De Ann's asscheeks and
she tired to clench them together to avoid the
intrusion. De Ann felt that she could endure this
manhandling if that was all that there was going to be,
but she knew this was just the beginning.
As suddenly as the men started, they returned to their
seats leaving De Ann standing naked, in the center of
the room with her legs slightly spread. To De Ann's
horror, she thought she could feel wetness between her
legs, but dismissed it as perspiration versus arousal.
De Ann reached to obtain her clothes and David stopped
her. David next proceeded to outline the terms of the
agreement. De Ann would do whatever they asked sexually
without hesitation or argument.
"De Ann, you are a beautiful woman, but your dress is
all wrong for our purposes," David stated, "when you
return home, you are to shave your cunt and your ass and
never let any stubble or hair be present, do you
understand?"
De Ann nodded her head up and down to indicate she
understood. She stared at the floor, naked, refusing to
look at the three men. She could hear them talking about
her, saying horrible sexual things about her like she
was not even in the room.
"Any one ever fuck you in the ass?" Joe questioned De
Ann. De Ann did not immediately answer, just staring at
the floor. "I ask you a question," Joe said again with
force.
"Yes . . .my husband tried once, but it hurt too much so
I've not let him try again." De Ann finally responded.
The men talked some more and De Ann was beginning to
become cold in the office. Finally, David walked up to
her and placed his fingers under De Ann's chin and
raised her head up to look at him. At only five feet all
three men towered over De Ann.
"I want you to look at me so I can make sure you
understand our instructions," David said.
David proceeded to tell De Ann that each weekend when
her services were needed she would go to a specific
hotel for instructions. She was to only wear thongs or
no panties at all and De Ann should buy an assortment of
garters, stockings, very short skirts, see-through
blouses, chokers, and high heels with ankle straps.
David informed De Ann that any additional clothing items
would be provided at the hotel when she arrived. David
then handed De Ann a piece of paper and pen and ordered
her to write down her measurements and dress/skirt
sizes. De Ann quickly complied and handed the paper back
to David.
"We're done for today," David said after he looked at
the paper, "you can dress and go home, but remember, you
are not to tell Brent about our agreement."
De Ann indicated she understood and reached down for her
bra and panties.
"Give me the panties," Joe demanded, "and get dressed."
De Ann was even more embarrassed as she dressed in front
of the three men. Joe took De Ann's panties and cut the
entire crotch out of them and threw them back to De Ann
at her feet. De Ann had just finished the last button of
her dress.
"Put them on," Joe demanded.
With tears flowing down her face, De Ann pulled her once
cotton panties on. She felt so dirty wearing the now
crotchless panties. Once dressed, De Ann asked if she
could leave.
"You may go, but tomorrow is Friday and you need to be
at the Hilton at 8 o'clock sharp for your first job,"
David reminded her.
De Ann left the meeting exhausted, confused, and angry.
How could Brent how allowed himself to get into such a
mess. Now De Ann was trapped into being a sexual slave
for his bosses. De Ann cried on the way home, but
decided she'd better go to the mall and purchase the
items she needed since tomorrow was Friday.
After returning from shopping, De Ann hid the numerous
thongs, short skirts, shoes, and other items in the
guestroom of their home. Brent would be home in about an
hour. De Ann tried to think of a reason she would tell
him that she shaved again as she turned on the shower.
Once the water was warm, De Ann stripped off her clothes
and threw the cut up panties into the trash stuffing
them underneath the other trash so they wouldn't been
see.
De Ann felt so dirty as the water washed over her. Yet,
when the shower spray struck her breasts for the first
time De Ann realized that her nipples were incredibly
erect, sticking straight out and hard as well as
sensitive. De Ann soaped herself carefully and as the
her hands brushed over her breasts, she let them linger
there recalling how the two men touched her breasts. De
Ann soaped and rinse two or three times trying to feel
clean again.
Finally satisfied, she sighed as she soaped up her pubic
hair and slowly shaved it off. She placed her foot on
the edge of the tub so that she could next shave her
labia. Following her instructions exactly, De Ann then
took a mirror and placed it on the floor of the tub,
squatted over it and proceeded to shave her ass. Once
done, De Ann ran her hand over her pubic mons and ass to
ensure that it was smooth and free of stubble. Her
fingers lightly touched her clit and that sent sparks
through De Ann.
She was surprised to find that her clit was also erect
and hard. Not since her college days had De Ann
masturbated, but she was tempted to do so now, in the
shower. As she lightly touched her clit trying to sort
out her urges she heard Brent voice coming from
downstairs. This snapped De Ann back to reality and she
quickly exited the tub and dried off. De Ann just barely
got her robe on with Brent walked into the bathroom.
"I have a surprise for you later," De Ann said to Brent,
not knowing how else to let him know she shaved. Later
that evening in bed, De Ann let Brent touch her in
preparation to make love.
"Wow, that's great," Brent explained, "why did you do it
again?"
"Just thought I would try it again," De Ann said through
her anger at Brent for the real reason she shaved. She
remembered her words to him the last time she shaved,
"only whores do this," and now she wondered if that was
what she was to be a whore for his bosses. Brent tried
to pursue De Ann and she just turned over away from him
signaling an end to any attempt by Brent to make love
that night.
The next morning, De Ann rose and got the k**s off to
school as usual. It was Friday, and De Ann tried not to
think about going to the Hilton. She engaged herself in
housework and other things including hiding her clothes
she would wear that night under the seat of her car.
When the k**s came home from school, De Ann was pre-
occupied and let them watch TV.
Once Brent came home from work, De Ann told him she and
her girlfriend wanted to go see a movie. She passed the
movie off as a "chick-flick" and knew Brent would not
want to go. With Brent's blessings and encouragement, De
Ann went upstairs to get ready. She showered again,
running a razor over her cunt and ass to make sure there
were no stubble.
De Ann pulled some jeans over her black thongs and a
sweater over her push-up bra. She hurried downstairs;
kiss Brent good-bye and left for the Hilton. De Ann felt
as if she was on autopilot. Although in her mind she
resented and could not believe what she was doing, De
Ann still drove to a service station and changed into
her short, black skirt and white, see-through blouse,
removing her bra first. She looked in the mirror of the
bathroom as she applied her make-up, heavy as per
David's instructions. De Ann thought she looked pretty,
then decided she look just like a slut and tired not to
cry as the tears would ruin her make-up.
De Ann parked her car and went to the designated room at
the Hilton. She knocked on the door and heard the
familiar voice of David telling her to come in. Once
inside, there sat David with Joe and Sam.
"Wow, you look great De Ann!" David exclaimed as De Ann
walked into the room on her stiletto heels with ankle
straps. "We thought we would make sure you were well-
trained before we gave you to any clients, so tonight,
the three of us are going to use you."
De Ann thought about turning and running out the door
but could not bare the idea of her husband in jail and
losing her home. De Ann just stood in the middle of the
room and looked down at the carpet not responding. David
brought her a drink and De Ann refused it.
"Okay, then, let's get started," David said with a
little anger. "Strip off that blouse and give us all
blow-jobs." David sat down in a chair and unzipped his
pants to produce a large erection. Joe and Sam laughed
and followed suit.
De Ann stared, mouth agape. "I can't do this," she said
and started to leave.
"Have you forgotten about the embezzlement and our
agreement?" David asked, "I will call the police if I
have to remind you again."
De Ann stopped at the door, defeated. Without turning
she took off her blouse and turned around showing the
three men her bare breasts. She decided to do whatever
it took and walked over to Sam and knelt between his
legs. De Ann did not have any experience with oral sex
and was unsure about what to do. She took Sam's hard
cock into her mouth, just the head of it and slowly
sucked it like a baby bottle. She felt Sam's hands on
the back of her head trying to shove her further down
onto his dick. Finally, De Ann relaxed and felt Sam's
cock striking the back of her throat as he bobbed her
head up and down on his dick. Bent over sucking Sam's
cock, De Ann's short skirt rode up almost over her ass
revealing the thin strip of her black thong. This was
too much for David.
"Damn, I got to have a piece of that ass," David
exclaimed and pushed De Ann's skirt above her waist and
yanked her thongs down to her knees. De Ann tried to
raised her head up in protest, but Sam held her tight
and continued to face fuck her. De Ann felt David's
fingers in her cunt, but this time it did not hurt.
"She's wet, she's loving this," David announced and
plunged three fingers into De Ann's cunt. De Ann tried
to understand how she became wet but she could feel the
sloppiness between her legs. De Ann felt David's three
fingers opening and closing stretching her cunt. David
placed his thumb on De Ann's clit and started to rub
around and around.
De Ann jerked at his touch, but then settled into a
rhythm. She felt herself responding to David's touch and
at first hated it, but then his constant manipulation of
her clit started to bring an occasional moan from her
lips. Sam continued to hold onto De Ann's head, fingers
entangled in her long hair, pushing and pulling her head
up and down on his cock. Suddenly, De Ann felt David
remove his fingers and quickly replace it with his cock.
"Just like a hot knife through butter," David observed
as he sunk his dick deep into De Ann's cunt with one
thrust. De Ann reached up and grabbed Sam's cock and
started stroking it while her head bobbed up and down.
She caught herself pushing her hips back to meet the
powerful thrust coming from David in her cunt. De Ann
did not have many orgasms, but she knew she was getting
close. Sam pushed De Ann's head down on his cock all the
way causing her to gag. De Ann was having troubled
breathing and concentrated on relaxing her throat with
she felt David's cock enlarging in her cunt.
"God, he's going to cum," De Ann thought but forgot
about Sam. She did not even know that a man would cum in
her mouth until she felt Sam shudder and then the warm
liquid splashing against her tonsils. De Ann tried to
raise her head, to spit the foul tasting semen from her
mouth, but Sam held her tight.
All at once, David slammed hard into her cunt and
started to cum, as he did he reached around and trapped
De Ann's nipples in between his thumb and forefinger and
pinched down hard. De Ann did not expect her orgasm, it
just happened and as it washed over her, she swallowed
hard taking Sam's cum down her throat. Her orgasm was so
powerful that De Ann was throwing her ass backwards so
hard against David that he had to hold on to her hips to
keep from sliding out of her cunt.
"Oh no, my God, I'm having an orgasm. . ." De Ann moaned
after Sam slid his limp cock from her mouth. David
pumped De Ann's cunt until his balls were empty of semen
and his cock began to soften. When he finally removed
it, little drops of cum dripped from De Ann's opened
cunt. De Ann just lay across the couch where Sam was
sitting, eyes closed, enjoying the aftershocks of her
orgasm.
Joe watched the entire escapade as the two men used De
Ann. Now it was his turn, and he planned something
special for her. De Ann did not protest as David and Sam
removed her skirt and thong leaving her naked. De Ann
let them lay her across the arm of the couch. She did
not even realize what was happening when Sam pulled her
arms over her head and held them in place and David
placed his weight across her back. De Ann was
effectively trapped for Joe.
Joe walked up behind De Ann and stuck two fingers into
her cunt and withdrew a mixture of cum an pussy juices.
De Ann tried to move and found it nearly impossible. She
started to panic when she felt her asscheeks being
separated. Joe inserted his finger wet from De Ann's
cunt into her puckered asshole. De Ann grunted and
started to struggle trying to get away.
"Please, not there, not there," De Ann pleaded but Joe
ignored her and continued to work his finger in and out
of her ass pushing the juices further inside. Finally,
satisfied that De Ann was well lubricated, Joe placed
the head of his dick at the entrance of De Ann's
asshole.
"Stop, stop, I don't want to do this, stop, please
stop," De Ann pleaded while she fought against the two
men holding her down. Joe leaned forward and De Ann
could feel the pressure on her anal ring. Slowly the
ring opened admitting Joe's cock. De Ann stop struggling
and tried to push the intruder from her ass as the head
of Joe's cock passed her tight, anal opening.
"God it hurts, it hurts, please take it out, take it
out, take it out," De Ann kept repeating as Joe pushed
inch after inch of his cock into her ass. Finally, his
entire cock was buried in De Ann's ass. Joe pulled her
asscheeks apart to look at the stretched anal ring
wrapped tightly around his dick. De Ann was racked with
the pain in her ass and then felt Joe's balls slapping
her cunt lips.
"Okay, let her go," Joe cried as if he were riding a
bronco at the rodeo.
De Ann bucked and twisted trying to escape the violation
in her ass. Joe rode her hard, pulling his cock half way
out then banging it back inside her. De Ann finally
remained still and tried to relax her ass. The pain had
subsided and now De Ann fought a pleasure that was
building.
Joe slowed his pace, dragging his cock almost all the
way out and then ramming it home causing his heavy balls
to strike De Ann's cunt and clit. Joe pushed his hands
underneath De Ann's arms and around behind her head and
pulled her up to a standing position with his cock still
buried to the base in her ass.
"Now, were going to walk into the bedroom and see how
you look," Joe said and forced De Ann to walk with his
dick in her ass.
With each step, De Ann felt more pleasure from the cock
in her ass. By the time they reached the bedroom, De Ann
was breathing rapidly trying to prevent another orgasm.
When Joe forced her to look in the mirror, De Ann saw
herself impaled on the cock in her ass and lost it. As
her orgasm over came her, De Ann begged someone to suck
her tits. Joe swung De Ann around and Sam clamped his
mouth first over one breast then the other. De Ann was
shaking her head from side to side and screaming.
"God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again," De Ann screamed.
By now, David was hard again and sat on the couch and
motion Joe to walk De Ann over to him. Joe knew exactly
what David had in mind. De Ann saw David sitting on the
couch with his dick sticking straight up and she knew
what the two men were going to do. Strangely, De Ann
wanted them to double impale her. As Joe positioned her
in front of David, De Ann spread her legs wide and eased
herself down of David's cock.
De Ann felt so full as the two cocks pistoned in and out
of her ass and cunt. De Ann focused on the feeling of
the cocks and could feel them touching inside her
separated by just a thin tissue. De Ann worked herself
up and down on David's cock while Joe pounded her ass in
rhythm. Just as Joe stiffened and started cumming, David
followed. De Ann was beside herself.
"Not again, noooooooo, I can't cum again... oh, my God,
I can't stand it, fuck me harder," De Ann begged. De Ann
could not believe the language she was using, but the
orgasm was on her spreading throughout her entire body.
Joe and David slowed their pace as their cocks went limp
inside De Ann. De Ann was covered in sweat as she raised
up off of David and Joe pulled his cock from her ass. De
Ann collapsed onto the floor on her back, cum leaking
from her cunt and ass.
Sam walked over between her legs and De Ann looked up at
him and spread her legs wide. Sam slid his cock into her
cunt with little difficulty.
After Sam fucked her to another orgasm, the men left De
Ann alone. She fell into a light sleep and after about
thirty minutes awoke. At first De Ann was confused, but
then she tasted the cum in her mouth and saw the sticky
fluid on the inside of her thighs and the memory of what
happen flooded over her.
"You can clean up and leave, make sure you leave the
thongs," David said to her as De Ann stood on wobbly
legs.
De Ann could not bear to look at the three men as she
went into the bathroom and tried to clean up. It was
almost 11:30 and she knew she needed to get home. Her
cunt was sore, but her ass was even sorer. De Ann exited
the bathroom dressed and without a word started toward
the door.
"Don't forget, same time next week," David reminded her
as De Ann opened the door.
De Ann started for the elevator when David's comments in
her ears. She could not believe it, but De Ann started
thinking about next week and her pussy flooded with
juices to the point De Ann could feel them on the inside
of her thighs. De Ann got on the elevator alone and took
a napkin and wiped between her legs. The touch to her
clit was wonderful.
De Ann sighed remembering the orgasms she experienced at
the hands of David, Sam and Joe. She did not even
realize she was fingering her clit until the elevator
doors opened in the lobby. De Ann was thankful no one
was waiting to get on the elevator.
As De Ann exited the hotel she went straight to her car.
Before starting the car, De Ann dropped her head down on
the steering wheel and started to cry. She had been
conservative in dress and in sex her entire life, now in
just two hours she'd been turned into something she
never considered herself to be.
De Ann sighed heavily and said the words in a whisper,
"I'm nothing but a slut." With those words said, De Ann
stuck her hand under her skirt, rubbed her clit and
thought about the fuckings she'd just received. Within
moments, she accomplished her purpose and experienced
another wonderful orgasm.
On the way home, De Ann stopped again and changed back
into the clothes she wore. Once home, Brent kissed De
Ann when she entered the house. Upstairs in the bedroom
De Ann exited naked, her shaved cunt in clear view of
Brent.
"God, I want to fuck you," Brent said.
"I can't believe you said that to me," De Ann exclaimed
with anger, "how dare you treat me like a common whore."
Brent mumbled an apology and watched disappointed as De
Ann pulled on her pajamas, went to bed and roll away
from him. A tear rolled down De Ann's face.
"After all," she thought, "I'm not a whore, I'm a slut."
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