EXECUTIVE S SLUT CHAPTER 1
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Who's in Charge?
I'll start this story by telling you I am a senior executive with a public company. For obvious reasons I won't say which, but suffice it to say it is a major supplier of technical equipment.
I like to be in charge and am generally good at managing and motivating people. My friends say I have a commanding presence although I know I am sometimes a little hard to take.
I have been married for 23 years to a beautiful woman whom I love and have two children in college. Sex is good, but with diminishing frequency. Although tempted I have never been unfaithful.
I am writing this to tell you about a surprise revelation that happened to me totally by accident. I was in Dallas on business, staying in Plano at the Omni Hotel as usual. I had some work prep for the next day and so did not get down for dinner until 8:30 pm. I went to the first floor lounge where they serve snacks and drinks at small tables with comfortable chairs. It was fairly empty and apart from two women there was no-one in my section of the lounge.
I ordered a bottle of red wine and a club sandwich. I made the mistake of not asking for a glass of water, and instead quenched my thirst with the first glass of wine. Wine does good things for me making me mellow and horny. Wine and a steak is our usual set up fro sex at home when the kids are away.
After my second glass, I began to unwind and looked around the lounge. My eye caught one of the women and I nodded a polite ‘how are you’. They would be around 50 perhaps 5 years older than me; not pretty but smartly dressed professionals with a confident business-like air about them.
As I was finishing my second glass of red wine, one of them walked past me, and I spontaneously said ?good evening.? She just c
The waiter arrived with my sandwich as the other women returned and sat with her friend. They talked briefly and called over to me: ?If you don’t want to eat alone, you are welcome to join us.?
With some sense of apprehension (why???), I stammered (me stammer?) ?Yes?, and picked up my sandwich glass and bottle and pulled up a chair at their small table. We made introductions (Ann and Sandy); they both looked at me (?inspected??).
Ann asked: ?So what do you do??
I felt compelled to give a long winded answer and was a little embarrassed at the level of detail... It was like being interviewed by a teacher.
Short questions continued with me responding with long answers: ?Are you married?? Travelling on business? Do you enjoy your work??
It was a very strange sensation to be almost controlled by the conduct and questions of these two women. Usually it is me doing the controlling.
At some point, one of the women, I think it was Sandy, said to Ann:?we should be going?, and stood up.
I had this urgent sense of excitement/danger/anticipation. I couldn’t let them go. ?Please stay.?
They just looked at me, saying nothing.
Then I blurted out ?Can I stay with you tonight.? I was immediately embarrassed, and my face turned red?.but I also had a huge erection.
The two women stopped and just looked at me, each with the same supercilious look, eyebrow cocked, and said nothing.
Again I was compelled to say something. ?I will do whatever you say.? (What the hell was I thinking?).
After another humiliating pause, Sandy looked at me and said: ?OK, come with us.? They both headed across the lobby to the elevators and I followed them. (I am following?). The doors opened we got on and they inserted a pass card pressed the 25th floor. As we waited for the door to close, Sandy barked at me: ?Take your clothes off NOW.?
When I hesitated with a look of panic on my face, Ann said ?Now or goodbye.?
Realizing I was trapped and already humiliated beyond recovery, I pulled of my tee shirt, slipped off my loafers and pulled off my jeans, standing in my underpants.
?EVERYTHING? ordered Ann, and with a growing sense of panic, I pulled off my underpants revealing a very stiff erection. They both glanced at it and looked at me with a knowing smirk. Sandy gathered up my clothes and put them in her shoulder bag.
Ann reached between my legs and circled my penis with her thumb and forefinger. Then she tightened her grip and pushed her hand toward my stomach, her fingers rubbing over my glans. I could not contain a groan of pleasure and my knees buckled slightly.
I was shocked back to reality with the elevator bell, and the doors began to open. Thankfully this was their floor and there was no-one in the corridor. Ann left the elevator first followed by Sandy who turned back slightly grabbed my penis and pulled me forward forcibly.
Feeling like a child, I followed dutifully with Sandy’s grip tight on my penis. Ann took her time opening her purse for the passkey?looking at me disdainfully all the while. Then turned and opened the door to their suite. Sandy still gripping my penis firmly directed me into the middle of the suite sitting room. Then both left continued to the bedroom leaving me standing there helplessly.
Ann came back into the room first and stood behind me. She instructed me to clasp my hands behind my neck and stand with my legs spread. I was left like this for many minutes, while they bustled about the bedroom and Ann retrieved a bottle of wine from the mini bar. The bottle was opened and Ann poured two glasses and sat on the couch I was facing less than 6 feet away. Sandy came from the bedroom with a small digital camera and pointed it at me.
Instinctively I put my head down and covered up. Sandy walked over to me and violently slapped the side of my head with her open hand. ?Back in position? she barked at me. I was powerless to stop myself and dutifully spread my legs and returned my hands behind my neck. Sandy proceeded to take many full frontal photos while Ann occasionally reached out and grabbed my testicles pulling them down and stretching the foreskin off the head of my penis heightening my erection.
I knew these photos doomed me. These two women now controlled me! I was a senior executive of a public company for God’s sake: WHAT WAS I THINKING1
A strange set of emotions passed through me: sheer panic, humiliation but strangely a voluptuous pleasure.
Ann awakened me from my thoughts: ?What shall we do with you now Mr. Executive??, as she continued to stroke me with her fist clenched around my penis. My glans was dripping wet and she knew I was fully aroused.
?I don’t know? I stammered, feeling helpless and vulnerable. Ann continued stroking me, looking me directly in the eyes with that same whimsical little smile. Embarrassed, I averted my eyes from her penetrating gaze.
Sandy spoke: ?Show us how you masturbate.? It was an order but I didn’t know what to do. Ann pushed me backwards until the back of my knees hit the sofa chair behind me, and I fell ungracefully into it.
I was instructed to put one leg up on each arm of the chair spreading my legs and pulling my buttocks forward. Sandy and Ann sat across from me on the sofa looking at me with their same damned bemused expression.
?Masturbate for us.? With a feeling of total surrender, I put my right hand around my swollen penis and began to stroke it back and forth. Sandy took more pictures, making sure my face was visible in each. If I thought the other photos were damaging, these were much worse.
?Keep going? said Ann as I paused at the first flash. I continued ?flash, flash, flash. Ashamed and excited, I had never been so horny in my life.
Sandy whispered something to Ann and they both giggled loudly heightening my humiliation.
?OK, stop playing with yourself. You obviously must practice a lot.? More giggling.
?Stand up.? I stood again dutifully, legs apart and hands behind my neck. Precum dripped from my penis in wet gobs.
There was a small coffee table in the sitting room which Ann pulled over in front of the sofa. ?Kneel on the table, facing away from us.? I felt totally vulnerable as I positioned myself on the table. ?Spread your knees. Wider?.
My face turned red knowing that my anus and dangling testicles were right at their eye level only inches away as they sat on the sofa. I felt soft fingers rimming my anus, gently probing the opening. Then a hand cupped and squeezed my testicles hanging beneath my still rock hard penis. The hand pulled down hard on my scrotum, stretching the foreskin from my glans: an exquisite feeling. Surrendering totally to the moment a soft groan of pleasure escaped from my lips.
More pictures followed: Flash, flash, flash; some from the back some from the side. ?Look up so I can see your face. Smile.? Ann was close behind me with one finger probing my anus gently, the other hand rhythmically pulling on my scrotum.
One of them produced some cord and my scrotum and testicles were pulled down as far as they would go, while the cord was tied tightly around my scrotum squeezing my testicles into the smallest corner of my sac. The pressure was hard and I could feel the pain starting to build but somehow it was overridden by a delicious sensation of pleasure. Without warning Ann smacked my squeezed testicles hard, as the dangled in their restraint below my anus.
The pain was excruciating but quickly over to be replaced by a pleasure glow. More whacks on my testicles followed, as the waves of pain then pleasure rolled over me. Somehow my erection stayed hard, and I obediently kept my knees widespread throughout the punishment.
For their next little trick, Sandy secured a belt around my waist (the belt from my jeans?). Another piece of cord was looped around my penis and pulled down until my penis pointed almost straight back at Ann. The cord was pulled up through my butt crack and secured on the belt, permanently restraining my penis.
I then felt a cool sensation as a hand covered in face cream stroked up and down on my angled penis. At the same time wet fingers again probed my anus, gently pushing past my sphincter, then pulling out again.
The stroking on my penis continued, and I could barely restrain an orgasm. The fingers returned to my anus, pushing in probing and massaging. First one finger, then a second, then a third, spreading and lubricating my asshole.
The penis stroking continued at a faster pace, as the fingers in my anus moved in and out in rhythm. Sandy reached between my legs from the side and began to stroke and pulled hard on my testicles.
Totally out of control, I exploded in a massive orgasm that splattered cum all over the table and left me groaning and panting as I collapsed forward almost falling off the table. I was rolled onto my side, knees instinctively coming up in a partial fetal position, penis and testicles still restrained.
Flash, flash, flash a dozen more photos?My God what was I going to do.
After the orgasm, my erection began to subside and the ecstasy began to fade to be replaced by remorse and dread. What have I done? Please let me get out of here: grab the camera and run, run, run.
I could feel the cord being tied being released from my penis. Then still in a stupor, I felt my hands being tied tightly together over my head.
The two women manhandled me off the table and pulled me over to a doorway. My arms were pulled unresisting over my head and secured to a hook high on the doorframe. No chance of pulling free. Another piece of cord secured each ankle to the doorframe holding my legs wide apart (had they come prepared with the hooks and cord?).
The cord around my testicles was left in place, although my penis had wilted pitifully. I felt broken used and totally humiliated. I could not look at the two women who continued to whisper and giggle while sipping their wine.
Ann approached me coming within inches of my face: ?So big shot what shall we do now? Leave you trussed up like that and check out? Take you downstairs and leave you naked in the underground garage??
More snickers of delight.
Sandy returned from the bathroom with a bowl of water, some shaving cream and a razor. OK big boy we are going to shave you as clean as a baby’s butt. I squirmed and protested, but one hard slap on my tied up testicles knocked the wind from me and I held still
Sandy knelt in front of me, untied my bound up testicles, and then rubbed warm water all over my pubic area. Cream was lathered on and she began to shave me, rinsing off the razor frequently in the bowl of warm water. She handled me almost clinically pulling up my scrotum to get every last hair between my spread legs.
Checking me over thoroughly for any missed hairs, Sandy casually stroked my penis back to life. Ann seeing that I was aroused again, kneeled behind me and stroked my testicles from the back while inserting fingers in my still greased anus. The combination of the 3 hands on my forced me into another massive orgasm. Sandy got out of the way just in time and I spurted uncontrolled onto the floor.
Sandy stood up and kissed me on the cheek and said ?good boy. Now we can send you back to your wife pumped empty and clean shaven. Have fun explaining that to her. ?
She pulled my clothes out of her bag, and rummaged through my jeans until she found my wallet. Opening it, she pulled out my driver’s license. ?Ann write this down?. Ann proceeded to record everything on my driver’s license. Sandy now found my business cards. And again Ann wrote down the company name address and phone numbers.
?Is this a public company?? asked Sandy. I croaked a quiet yes as I began to realize the worsening implications of my situation.
Don’t worry said Sandy we really just need this for insurance. Tossing my clothes at my as Ann unhooked me from the doorframe, Sandy told me to get dressed and get out of here.
I quickly dressed and left without even looking back. My mind was reeling with the implications of the evening, but I just wanted to get out of there hoping that I would never see these two women again, but somehow knowing that I wanted it
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