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Blackmailed Nurse

Dr. Benjamin Carter had beensuspicious of Angie for several weeks now. Angie Smithson was a nurse whonormally worked the night shift, and he suspected she was stealing drugs.The problem was proving it. Dr. Carter's wife, Doris, was very interestedwhen he told her about it over dinner.

Doris Carter had been a topnotch investigative reporter for the local newspaper when they met. She gaveit all up for Ben. Nobody else knew the truth about her relationship withBen, because away from home she was a typical yuppie wife, but at home shewas Ben's slave. He had begun training her early in their marriage, and sheloved her role. Now, after 20 years of living with him, she was very comfortablein her dual life.

As usual when they were alone,Doris ate her dinner kneeling naked next to Ben's chair. Her hands were securedbehind her with leather cuffs, so Ben fed her, as he did every night theydidn't have company. When dinner was over, Ben turned his chair to face Doris,opened his fly, fished out his already hard cock, and told her to get busy.She leaned forward and took him all the way to the root in one smooth, practicedmotion.

While she pleasured him, Bentold her he wanted her back in the investigation business. “I wantyou to get the goods on that nurse bitch, Angie. I think she is keeping thepainkillers I prescribe for my patients and using them herself, or maybeselling them. Start up an investigation, but be careful. If she's sellingthem, the people she's dealing with could be dangerous. If she's dirty, getwhat we need to hammer her good. I want enough evidence so there's no doubt.”

The next day, Doris got busy.It had been years since she was an investigative reporter, but she stillknew how. She started with a complete background on the subject, Angie Smithson.Angie was 39 years old, and had been divorced two years before. She had marriedyoung and had a son in college, but he had taken his dad's side in the divorceand the two of them seldom talked anymore.

Angie's former husband wasa lawyer, and he did well in the divorce. There was no alimony and no childsupport, since the son lived with his father. She and her husband had renteda house and weren't savers, so there wasn't much to split. In essence shehad walked away from the marriage with her clothes, a car with four yearsof payments left, and half the furniture.

After the divorce, she hadn'tdone well. Her husband had managed everything financially and she wasn'tgood at doing it on her own. She was clearly in financial trouble, late onher rent and with her credit cards maxed. The only thing she had going forher was her looks. Angie was, to put it simply, stunning. She had the faceof a model and a body built for sin.

Too bad she didn't use it.All indications were that her husband had dumped her because of her lackof interest in sex, and since her divorce she hadn't dated at all, so faras Doris could determine. She wasn't very social, either, and had no closefriends. Despite her looks, Angie had an ice-cold personality.

Over the next two weeks, Dorisfollowed Angie. To avoid being spotted, Doris used rental cars and neverused the same one twice. Angie never had a clue. By the end of the two weeks,Doris had lots of photos of Angie, including several of her with a younghoodlum named Victor. Included in the photos were clear shots of her handinghim small bottles and receiving cash in return.

Working under cover, Dorisgot in touch with Victor and posed as a buyer. She wanted to know about thequality of the drugs she was buying, and Victor assured her they were thereal thing. When Doris seemed doubtful, Victor explained that he had a nursestealing them for him from a hospital, so they were medical quality. He hadPercocet, Darvocet, Tylenol 3 and 4, Vicodin, and MSContin. Doris got itall on tape.

The next step was easy. Dorisand Ben, mostly due to their unusual lifestyle, didn't really socialize,and nobody at the hospital knew Doris. Doris had no problem getting somefake ID, and Ben simply admitted her under an assumed name. He said she wasin for observation of severe back pain and prescribed MSContin.

When Angie brought her pillsduring the night, Doris palmed them and carefully put them into small, labeledenvelopes in her purse, with time and date noted. The next day, her chartshowed she had been given two pills three times during the night. In fact,Angie had only been in twice. In addition, when they checked the labeledpills in Doris's purse, only one of each set was MSContin. The other wasan aspirin tablet.

They had Angie nailed. Theyhad proof she was stealing the pills. They had motive. They even had photosof Victor paying for and receiving the pills, and they had Victor on tapetelling Doris he had a nurse stealing for him. Ben and Doris talked aboutwhat to do next and came up with a plan.

The next day was a Saturday,and Ben was off. Angie was working the night shift and was scheduled to getoff at 7am Saturday morning. Ben met her in the hall as he was doing hisrounds. He had checked the schedule and knew she had the next four days off.

“Angie, can I talk toyou for a minute?”

Angie had always gotten alongwith Dr. Carter just fine, so she wasn't concerned. Ben took her aside andsaid, “Well, Angie, you have a problem. I know about you and the drugs,and I know all about Victor.”

For a moment Angie couldn'tbreathe at all. Then she managed to choke out, “What? I don't knowwhat you're talking about.”

Ben smiled at her, and itwas a chilling smile. “Don't even try, Angie. I have you cold. If youwant to see what prison is like, keep up the front. Otherwise wait for meby your car in the parking lot. I'll be out in a few minutes.” Thenhe just walked away.

Ben had parked right by Angie'scar. A half hour later, when Ben got to his car, Angie was standing nextto hers, waiting. All he said to her was, “Get in your car and followme.” Then he started up his Jag and drove off.

Angie was more scared thanshe had ever been before in her life, but she managed to start her car andfollow him. Ben drove directly to his house. Angie's mind was spinning andher mouth was dry. She was aware enough to notice that Dr. Carter had anestate surrounded by a large wall and an electric gate. She followed himup the long drive.

Ben pulled his car into thegarage and motioned Angie to park in the empty stall next to him. Once shewas inside, he hit the switch to close the garage doors and headed into thehouse, waving her to come with him. She followed him into the house, throughthe kitchen, and down a long hallway to a study. Angie started to speak,but Ben cut her off. “Sit in that chair, fold your hands in your lap,and shut up. I'll be back in a little while.”

Once she was seated, he added, “Situp straight, shoulders back!” Angie had complied before she even thoughtabout it. Ben looked at her for a few seconds and then said, “I wantyou to sit just like that. Don't move a single muscle or you'll be sorrylater. Oh, and close your eyes. Keep them closed until I tell you specificallyto open them.”

Angie closed her eyes tight,and she didn't think she could move even if she wanted to. She was absolutelyrigid with fear. She heard Ben leave, but she didn't know if he was rightoutside the door watching her. On the drive over, she had tried to imaginewhat was going to happen to her, or what Dr. Carter wanted from her, andshe was still trying to think, but it was like her mind had shut down. Allshe could think about was how scared she was.

Ben and Doris stood in thehallway watching Angie for about 10 minutes. She never moved. Finally, Benwalked back into the room and sat down behind the desk. A moment later, Angiestarted to speak. “Please, Dr. Carter…”

“Didn't I tell you toshut up? When I want you to speak, I will tell you. Just nod if you are ableto understand this simple instruction.”

Angie nodded.

“Fine,” Ben continued. “Now,open your eyes, but look down into your lap unless I tell you different.Nod again if you understand.”

Angie opened her eyes andnodded again.

“Good,” Ben said. “Nowbe quiet and listen. You have been under investigation for a few weeks now.You have been followed, and I have photos of you giving drugs to Victor andreceiving money for them. I have a tape recording of Victor telling a potentialcustomer all about the quality of his drugs and the nurse he has stealingthem.”

“I also have the actualpills you gave a patient instead of what I prescribed, and I have your handwritingin a patient chart saying you gave meds three times when it was only twice.Now you may talk to me, but don't waste my time with any more silly denials.”

Angie didn't look up. Somehowshe knew she shouldn't. It took her a couple of times to get her voice working. “I'msorry. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. It's just that I was short of money,and I didn't know what to do. I was getting evicted and my neighbor knewVictor, and it just sort of happened. I promise I'll never do it again.”

Ben laughed at her. “Ofcourse you won't do it again. You're going to lose your nursing license,and then you're going to prison. The women there will know what to do withyou. I hope you like licking pussy.”

Angie had been barely keepingcontrol, but that did it. She started to sob, and once she started she justcouldn't seem to stop. Ben just waited. Finally Angie got enough controlback to sob out, “Please, Dr. Carter, I won't do it again. I promise.I'll do whatever you want if you don't turn me in.”

Ben waited a minute beforeanswering. “Specify exactly what you mean when you say you'll do anything.Precisely what are you offering?”

Angie kept looking at herlap. “I mean I will go to bed with you if you want.”

Ben laughed again. “Remember,you've been investigated for weeks. I know a lot about you, and I hear you'reworthless in bed. Isn't that right, Doris?”

Angie hadn't known anyoneelse was present, and was shocked when Doris said, from behind her, “That'sright. Her ex-husband's nickname for her was ‘iceball'.”

Before Angie could turn tosee who was behind her, Ben snapped, “Keep looking at your lap, andsit up straight. I warned you about that.” Angie sat up straighter.Her muscles were beginning to ache from holding herself so rigid.

“Well,” Ben saidnext, “I guess we better get the formalities out of the way. Here'show it will work. If you do exactly as you're told, maybe you can avoid prison.First, I want a full and complete account, in your own words, of just whatyou have been up to these past months.”

“We are going to recordthat. You are going to sit there, look at the camera, and spill your guts.I want as much detail as you can remember, and your memory better be prettygood, because we already know a lot of the details. When you're done, we'lltalk about what happens next. Think about what you're going to say, and letme know when you're ready.”

When Angie said she was ready,Ben turned on the camera and told her to look at it. Then he led her througha complete confession. Angie was completely cowed by this time and didn'tprotest at all. She actually felt better as she got her terrible secret outinto the open. When she was done, Ben turned off the camera and told Angieto stand up and strip.

When she looked at him inamazement, he said, “Listen very carefully, because you will be sorryif I have to repeat myself. You really screwed up this time, and it isn'tsomething you can fix with a quick romp in the sack. The last couple of yearsyou've been running your own life for the first time ever, and it turns outthat you aren't very good at it.”

“Well, that problemis over. Either I'll be running your life now, or else the state will doit through their prison system. You need to make up your mind which it willbe right now. If you choose the prison system just get up and leave. You'reguilty of multiple felonies, so you will spend a lot of time there.”

“If you would ratherdeal with me, that's fine, too. If you choose to stay, you will find theinitial period quite unpleasant, I assure you. However, once you have adjustedto your new role, you will find conditions here to be much better than theprison system. So, it's decision time.”

”This is the most importantdecision you have ever made, and, regardless of what you decide, it's alsoone of the last decisions you will ever make. You can decide to let the prisonsystem and your fellow inmates make decisions for you in the future, or youcan decide to have me do it. Now, don't say a word. Get up and either leaveor strip. I'll give you a couple of minutes to decide.”

Angie really wasn't thinkingat all. Her mind was whirling and she couldn't hold any thought for morethan a second or two. She was terrified of going to prison, though, and herscattered thoughts managed to remember that Dr. Carter had said life herewould be better than prison once she adjusted. In a daze, she stood and startedremoving her clothes.

Ben said, “Fold themneatly and put them on the chair.” Angie was like a robot. Her mindhad shut down completely. She really had no thoughts at all as she finishedfolding her clothes and stood by the chair looking at the floor. Ben stoodup and handed her a blindfold. “Put this on.”

Once the blindfold was on,Ben led her out of the study. He carefully steered her around any obstaclesas he led her down the hall and into another room. Eventually he stoppedand told her to stand still. After what seemed an eternity he finally spoketo her again.

“Bend forward at thewaist. Now bend your knees a little. Fine, now lift your arms up behind youas far as you can. Good, just hold that position and don't move. This positionis called the airplane. Remember it. Right now we are going to discuss somethings, and you will remain in this position. If you move, you will be punished.”

“From now on, you willaddress me as ‘Sir' and you will address my wife as ‘Mistress'.Do you understand?” Angie nodded. “You will answer my questionsout loud. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

Doris swung the cane hardacross the lower part of Angie's butt. Angie hadn't even known Doris wasin the room, and the searing pain caught her totally unprepared. She screamedand fell to the floor.

Ben raised his voice. “Getup NOW. Resume the airplane position, or we will really punish you.” Angiemanaged to get up and resume the humiliating position, but her butt stillfelt like it was on fire.

Ben resumed his normal voice. “Thereason you were punished just now is because you forgot to call me ‘Sir'.You won't forget again, will you?”

“No Sir. I'm sorry Sir.”

“Very good. Now, I'mgoing to ask you a question. Think about your answer. What are you?”

Angie did think about it foralmost a minute. Finally she said, “I'm your slave, Sir.” Thereality of her situation had finally hit her, and she started quietly sobbingagain, but she held her position.

Ben stood behind her and beganto gently stroke her butt. His fingers traced over the burning path leftby the cane and soothed the fire. He continued his petting and stroking andthen slid his hand down between her legs. As he played with the lips of herpussy and ran his fingers through her slit, Angie started to get wet.

For 10 minutes he kept upthe gentle stimulation. By the end of that time, Angie was moaning softlyand moving against his hand. Then he quit and began speaking again.

“Tomorrow we will takea truck and go to your apartment. I have arranged for two young men to helpus. We will load up everything you own in the truck and bring it back here.I will arrange with your landlord to cancel your lease and will pay whatyou owe him.”

“On Monday, you willgo to the hospital and quit your job, effective immediately. You will tellthem you were offered a great opportunity nursing for a private patient,but that he requires you to start right away. On Monday we will also go overyour bills. We will pay everything off and cancel all of your credit cards.Your car will be sold.”

“You now live here.Slavery is not a part time job. You don't get weekends, holidays, vacations,or days off. We will go through the possessions from your apartment. Mostwill be sold or given away. Do you have any questions?”

Angie's mind was still prettymuch shut down, but it was working well enough for her to understand thather previous life was over. It had been wiped away by her own actions. Whenshe had declared herself a slave, she had understood the implications. Therest of what Ben said followed logically. Angie answered her new Master. “NoSir, I don't have any questions.”

“Good, now stand backup.” Angie rose and stood quietly, her hands at her sides. Ben ledher into a bathroom and took off the blindfold. He told her to use the toiletand shower, and come back out into the room when she was done.

As she showered, Angie wasdoing a little mental self-examination. She was completely calm, and it tookher a minute to realize why. All of her worries were gone. She had no bills,no job, and no possessions. Her sole task in life was to follow the commandsof her new Master.

Angie was very careful tobe sure she was ready for her Master. She found herself wanting to look goodfor him, so she carefully shaved her underarms and legs. She even shavedher pubic hair into a narrow strip. When she finished her shower she blewher hair dry and brushed it until it shone.

When she was done, Angie walkedinto the adjoining room and stood quietly in front of Ben with her gaze onthe floor. “Thank you for letting me shower, Sir. What do you wantme to do now?”

Ben led her to the bed andpulled the covers back. “Get in. You need to sleep. We will wake youlater.” Once Angie was in the bed, Ben covered her and tucked her in.He kissed her lightly on her forehead and said, “You did a good jobwith the shower, and your hair looks nice. I'm pleased. Sleep well.”

Angie felt a surge of joyat his praise and drifted off to sleep thinking about how to better pleaseher Master. Her training had begun. Since she had worked all night, theylet her sleep until nearly dinnertime.

The idea of making Angie theirslave had come from Doris. Ben's first thought had been to get the evidenceand just go to the police, but Doris had convinced him that Angie wasn'tevil, just too foolish to run her own life. Ben, on the other hand, had cometo believe that Angie's problems with sex had nothing to do with her beingfrigid and everything to do with how everyone had always catered to her becauseof her looks.

At 5pm Doris went in and gentlynudged Angie, speaking softly to her until she woke. Angie recognized herfrom the hospital and her eyes went wide. “You're the new patient.What are you doing here?”

“Actually, I'm Ben'swife. My real name is Doris, but that's not what you will call me, is itslave?”

Angie still had a vivid recollectionof the cane when she had failed to call Ben ‘Sir', and she really didn'twant to feel it again. “Please Mistress, I'm sorry. I didn't know whoyou were. Please don't punish me.”

Doris was amused at her reactionand decided to play with her. “Kneel, and quickly.” Angie droppedto her knees and looked at the floor in front of her. “Good,” Doriscontinued. “Now put your forehead on the floor and stick your buttup nice and high.”

Angie whimpered in fear, butshe obeyed. Doris retrieved the cane from the corner and swung it hard throughthe air a few times. The sound it made terrorized Angie, and she found herselfcrying again. “Please Mistress, don't hurt me too much. I'm sorry Iforgot.”

Doris had never intended tocane her, and now she felt guilty for her cruel joke. The sight of Angiehuddled on the floor with her butt in the air, shaking and crying while shewaited for the cane to fall, made Doris realize the responsibility that camewith her new power over another person. She told Angie to get up.

Even if she had wanted topunish Angie, she couldn't have, because Ben had told her that Angie couldonly be punished in his presence. Angie was looking at her feet and stillcrying. Doris gently lifted her chin so that Angie was looking at her. “I'msorry. I shouldn't have done that. There's no reason for me to be more cruelthan necessary. Let's go get dinner ready.”

Doris walked out of the roomand Angie followed her. When they got to the kitchen, Ben noticed immediatelythat Angie had been crying. He said, “Why are you crying? Don't youlike it here?”

Angie started to answer, butDoris cut her off. “Sir, it's my fault. When she woke up she forgotto call me Mistress, and I made her kneel and present herself for punishment.I pretended I was going to cane her. I'm sorry, Sir. I have already apologizedto her.”

“Get the cane.”

“Yes, Sir.” Doristrotted out of the room and returned in a moment with the cane, presentingit to Ben with downcast eyes.

Ben took the cane. “Nowstrip and demonstrate the position you made her assume.” Doris quicklyremoved her dress and folded it carefully, putting it on the counter. Thenshe knelt and put her head to the floor.

Ben turned to Angie. “Well,how many strokes should she get. You decide.”

Angie said, “Please,Sir, don't hurt her. She didn't actually hurt me, and she apologized. I wasjust scared.”

“Really,” Benanswered. “Are you sure? She caned you before. Don't you owe her onefor that?”

Angie was crying again. “NoSir. Please don't hurt her because of me.”

“OK, Doris, get up.You made a good choice, Angie. I would have given Doris as many strokes asyou specified, but then you would have received the same. You're new to this,and you will make mistakes. You will be punished for them, but I'll try tobe fair. Doris is your Mistress, but she is also my slave. Take note of howshe was quick to admit her transgression to me. I will expect no less fromyou.”

Doris took Angie by the arm. “Comeon, Angie, you can help me with dinner.” They were making shrimp scampi.Doris had Angie put some clarified butter in a pan and get it heating whileshe fixed a salad.

When the butter was hot, Dorishanded Angie a bib type of frilly apron. “Here, put this on.”

“Mistress, won't hebe angry? He hasn't told me I can dress. I don't want to get into trouble.”

Doris looped the apron aroundher neck and tied it in the back. “No, it will be fine. He doesn'texpect us to stand in front of a spattering frying pan with nothing on. Takeit off as soon as you're finished with the frying.”

One thing making it easierfor Angie was that she knew she looked good. Being naked didn't really botherher all that much. She was in no way ashamed of her body, and had never beenparticularly shy about it. Her swimsuits, for example, tended to be barelylegal.

While cooking the shrimp,she found herself wondering if Ben was going to have sex with her soon. Sheassumed that sex would be part of the package, and was surprised to findshe was looking forward to it. She could never remember being interestedin sex before. She always thought it was overrated.

Doris, like Ben, suspectedthat the real problem was that she wanted to be taken, not courted. Somewomen don't want to be treated like fine china, but Angie was so breathtakinglybeautiful that men had always considered themselves lucky if she even noticedthem. As a result, they treated her like a princess.

At dinner, Ben fed Doris andDoris fed Angie. After dinner Ben told the two women to follow him and ledthem down to the “playroom,” which filled much of the basement.Angie stopped dead still when she first entered the room, and if there hadbeen anywhere to run, she would have.

The room was filled with anassortment of tables, crosses, and various other items of furniture. Therewere whips and cuffs and things she didn't recognize on the walls. Her audiblegasp attracted Ben's attention, so he went to where she was frozen and ledher into the center of the room.

Angie was mentally numb, anddidn't resist when Ben put cuffs on her wrists. Meanwhile, Doris was puttingcuffs on her ankles. Then the cuffs were hooked to ropes and pulled so thatshe was standing with her feet well spread and her hands over her head.

Ben went to the wall and tookdown a whip with several flat strands an inch wide. As he approached, Angiesaid, “Please Sir, what did I do wrong? Why are you going to punishme, Sir?”

Ben walked around her a coupleof times, swishing the whip through the air. “I'm not going to punishyou. Wait and see what happens. People all refer to you as an iceball ora snow queen. We're just going to see if we can melt the ice a bit. I hopeyou're ready.”

Ben started to whip her, butnot hard at all. He started just hard enough to sting a bit and redden theskin. He spent a lot of time and covered her thoroughly, applying the whipto her back, butt, thighs, belly, and breasts. As he continued, he graduallygot harder and harder.

He wasn't really hurting hervery much, and her endorphins were really kicking in. She was starting tofloat. As he got harder and harder, Doris sat between her legs and startedusing a vibrator on her pussy. Before long, her hips were thrusting and shewas moaning.

Angie didn't know what shewas feeling. She couldn't think, and every blow from the whip seemed to shootright to her pussy. She felt like she was on fire, and then it happened.The orgasm came out of nowhere, and Angie had no idea what was happeningto her. She screamed, and her whole body went rigid. Then she started thrashingout of control. It went on and on, and then she collapsed, hanging from thecuffs.

Ben immediately supportedher while Doris unclipped the ropes. Ben carried her to a padded table andlaid her down on it, and then he and Doris both hugged and stroked her untilshe was coherent again. When her breathing had slowed to normal, Ben said, “Itold you I wasn't punishing you. Was that a pretty good orgasm?”

Angie's reply surprised bothBen and Doris. “It was wonderful, Sir. It was the first one I everhad.”

Ben hesitated a moment andthen said, “Well, it's time for a little question and answer. Tellme about your sexual experiences. You've never had an orgasm, even from someonelicking your pussy?”

“No Sir. I've only everhad sex before with my ex-husband, and he didn't ever do that. He just goton, screwed me, and got off. Sometimes it started to feel good, but thenit was over.”

Ben shook his head. “Iam very sorry. I've been thinking you were an ice princess, but maybe yourex was just incompetent. Did you suck his cock? Did he play with your tits?Tell me about it.”

“I never sucked him,sir, and he didn't play with my tits. Once a week or so he would come tobed and push up my nightgown. Then he would get on and screw me. That wasit.”

Ben was amazed. “Howlong did it take him?”

“I don't know exactly,Sir. It was maybe a couple of minutes.”

Ben shook his head again. “Well,we need to do some science here. An experiment is in order. Let's try this.I will lick your pussy while Doris uses the vibrator on your tits.”

Ben went to the end of thetable and pulled Angie toward him. He lifted her legs up and out to the sideswhile Doris clipped ropes to them, holding them in place. Then they fastenedher hands to the head of the table and cinched a belt around Angie's waist.Once she was immobile Ben got busy between her legs.

He used his fingers to strokeher pussy lips while his tongue made circles all around the area. When hisfingers started sliding in and out of her pussy and his tongue found herclit, Angie thought she'd died and gone to heaven. She had never felt anythingso completely wonderful.

Right about then Doris startedusing her mouth and the vibrator on her hard nipples. That was all it took.Angie exploded into the second orgasm of her life, but Ben and Doris didn'teven slow down. In just three or four minutes, Angie exploded again.

Ben and Doris never let up.Angie's orgasms kept getting closer together until they were almost continuous.Finally she managed to say, “Please Sir, I can't stand anymore. Please.” Benlet her come down slowly, tapering off his tongue work until she was ableto relax on the table. They quickly unfastened her and both held her.

Angie was shaking all overand crying at the same time. Her fragile psyche was shattered and it tooksome time for all the pieces to come back together. Finally Doris said, “Nope,she's definitely not frigid.” That started Ben laughing and he couldn'tstop. Soon they were all laughing together.

Once they had settled down,Ben led the women into the living room and they all sat on the sofa, withBen in the middle. Angie said, “Sir, thank you very much. My ex alwaystold me I was frigid, and I believed him. I thought there was something wrongwith me. He called me ‘iceball' all the time. It really hurt. Afterthe divorce I never bothered to go out with anyone else because I thoughtit would be the same thing and I couldn't face it.”

“Well,” Ben saidafter a moment, “It would seem your ex is a moron. He didn't know whathe had, so he discarded you. Now you belong to me, and I know exactly whatI have. I feel like I just bought a Picasso at a yard sale. You are my slave,but you are a very treasured possession.”

Doris spoke up. “Youare unschooled in using your body to please, but we will change that. Youhave the raw materials. You are beautiful, intelligent, and very responsive.It won't take you long to learn to be pleasing as well.”

Angie was positively glowing.In all of her life, people had only complimented her on her beauty. Her ex-husbandhad constantly run down her brains and told her she was cold in bed, andshe had bought into that completely. Throughout her marriage she had feltlike a pretty painting – nice to look at but useless for anything else.As she sat next to her owner, she was thinking that the last real decisionof her life, made when she choose slavery over prison, was also perhaps theonly really good decision she had ever made.

After a few minutes of cuddling,Angie said in a very quiet voice, “Sir, could you and my Mistress showme how to be pleasing to you. I would really like to please you, Sir.”

“That's good. Slavesshould want to be pleasing. Doris will show you what to do.”

Doris got up and put somemusic on the stereo. Then she led Angie into position in front of Ben andsaid, “Now we will dance for our Master. Think about sex when you dance.You aren't dancing for exercise this time. You are dancing to please a man.Try to let your desire show. Men find it very pleasing when a woman desiresthem.”

Angie was already a skillfuldancer. She had taken lessons for a long time, but her ex had never evenbothered to watch her. As she danced for Ben, she thought back to how shehad felt on the table as they made her orgasm over and over. Her dancing,which started out to be skillful but mechanical, soon became passionate.She could feel the rhythms deep in her belly. Her skin flushed, and her hipsbegan their own erotic dance within the main dance.

By the time the third songbegan playing, Angie felt something she had never felt before. She had alwaysfelt beautiful but now she felt sexy, and that was new. She was discoveringthat sexy and pretty are two completely different things.

During the fourth song, Dorisled Angie over to Ben, and the two women worked together to get him undressed.Angie noted that Doris carefully folded all of his clothes and put them neatlyon the coffee table.

Once Ben was naked, Dorisknelt between his legs. She said, “Watch what I do.” Doris usedher tongue, gently licking Ben's cock and balls until he was fully erect.Then she took him into her mouth and began bobbing up and down. She was goingdown until her nose was buried in his pubic hair, and Angie could see hercheeks hollow as she sucked. After a couple of minutes, she stopped and said, “OK,now you try.”

Angie knelt between Ben'slegs and pushed her tongue out, sliding the tip across the head of his cock.Then she started licking it and finally put it into her mouth. Doris remindedher to keep using her tongue, so she swirled it all around the head as shebobbed up and down.

Doris could see she wasn'tsucking, so she told Angie not to forget the suction. Soon Angie was doinga credible job, but was only working the top couple of inches of Ben's cock.After a few minutes, Doris told her to try going deeper, and Angie startedtrying to get further down on Ben's cock. When it hit the back of her throat,her gag reflex made her choke.

Doris said, “Keep trying.I'll help.” Each time Angie started to gag, Doris slapped her hardacross her butt. The distraction seemed to work, and Angie was able to getfurther down on each stroke. While she didn't manage to take him all theway, both Ben and Doris thought she did well for her first time.

Before long, Ben was ready.He told Doris to finish him by hand. Angie watched in fascination as hiscome arched into the air and landed on his belly. She had never seen a mancome before.

When he was finished, Benreached down with two fingers and ran them through the come on his belly.He licked his fingers clean and said, “See, it doesn't taste bad. Tryit.”

Angie very hesitantly dippedone finger into the white fluid and then licked it off. He was right. Itwasn't unpleasant. It actually had very little flavor.

“OK,” Ben continued, “Nowclean the rest off with your tongue. Take your time.”

Angie leaned forward and slowlycleaned his belly with tiny licks of her tongue. Then, following instructionsfrom Doris, she continued down and sucked Ben's flaccid cock into her mouth.In a few minutes, Ben was hard again.

Ben pulled her up so she wasstraddling his lap on the sofa. Doris held his cock and guided it into Angieas she sat on Ben's lap, facing him. Ben's hands were on her waist, and,following his gentle guidance, she began to move up and down on his cock.Soon she had a good rhythm.

As Angie moved on Ben's cock,Doris stood behind her, pressing her naked body against Angie's back. AsAngie moved slowly up and down, Doris reached around, using one hand to fondlea breast while the other dipped down and began to tease Angie's clit. Ina couple of minutes, Angie experienced her first orgasm during intercourse.

Having just come, Ben hadno trouble going for almost 20 minutes. Doris kept her hands busy, and Angiecrashed through several more orgasms before Ben finally came. When they loweredAngie to the sofa, her eyes were glassy. Doris kissed her, and Angie kissedback hard. Soon the two women were kissing with open mouths, their tonguesdancing and their arms wrapped around each other.

Angie's head was spinningout of control. She had never remotely considered being with another woman,but she couldn't deny that the deep kissing was having a profound effecton her. Angie had spent most of her life starved for affection.

The simple fact was that shehad not been the iceball in her marriage, her husband had. She had receivedmore affection and affirmation today than she had in the last 20 years, andher mind was overwhelmed. For the first time since she was a child, she feltvalued, and she wanted desperately to please the people who made her feelthis way.

Doris broke the kiss and lookedup at Ben. “Please, Sir, may we continue?” Ben nodded his consentand got off the sofa to give the women more room.

Doris kissed her way downAngie's body, spending a lot of time on her breasts. Before long the twowomen were arranged in a classic 69, with Doris on top. Ben sat in a wingchair and watched the two women play for almost an hour, and he quickly lostcount of their orgasms.

When they finally tired ofplaying with each other, Ben moved back to the sofa and sat between themagain. He asked Angie what she thought of her first day in her new home.

She looked up at him withan expression that was very hard to read. “I love it here,” wasall she said.

After cuddling on the sofafor a while, Ben stood and picked Angie up in his arms. He carried her backto her room and Doris opened the covers so he could lay her gently in herbed. He tucked her in and said, “Sleep well, little slave. We'll seeyou in the morning.” She was asleep before they were out of the room.

Doris and Ben discussed theday's events at some length. Ben had expected Angie to require much morepunishment before she adapted to her new life, but so far she had receivedonly one punishment stroke of the cane. He didn't count the whipping, sincethat had been done in a very sensual way and not to punish her.

Doris told Ben that she reallyliked Angie, and that it was working out even better than she had anticipated.Ben reminded her that she and Angie were only allowed to pleasure each otherif he was present.

Angie woke early the nextmorning, and took a long shower. She carefully shaved again, and then fixedher hair. She found some toiletries and such in her bathroom, so she applieddeodorant and perfume. Then she sat quietly on the edge of her bed with herhands in her lap and waited.

While she was waiting, shethought about how her life had changed in the last 24 hours. She had beenfree 24 hours before, and then Ben and Doris had blackmailed her into becomingtheir slave. She knew she was completely owned by them and that they coulddo whatever they liked with her, but it didn't worry her.

After spending over an hourthinking about it, she realized she was glad it had happened. The previousday, after the fear of the meeting with Ben, had been the best day of herentire life. She found that she was looking forward to the coming day, whichwas something she hadn't done in a long time.

Her life previous to yesterday'sevents had become a burden to her. She had been deeply ashamed about stealingthe drugs, constantly fearful about her finances, and there had been nobodywho cared even a little bit about her. Even her son had not called in nearlythree months. She had begun to think about suicide.

Now that life was done. Itwas like being born all over again. Her old life had been washed away, andwhatever remnants of it that had tried to remain had been burned in the firesof her newfound passion. She thought back to the moment when Ben had askedher what she was and she had replied, “I'm your slave, Sir.”

That, she knew, was the momentshe had let go of her previous life.

When Ben came to wake her,he found her sitting on the edge of the bed. He asked her how long she hadbeen awake.

“I woke up at 5:30,Sir, so I got up and took a shower. Then I just waited here for you or theMistress to come for me. I've been trying to sit up straight like you wantme to. I hope that it was OK to take a shower, Sir.”

“That's fine, Angie.Your hair looks nice. What have you been thinking about, sitting there?”

“I thought about howmy previous life ended, Sir. I'm glad it did. It wasn't much of a life, anyway.Then I thought about how I could be more pleasing to you and my Mistress.I want to be a better dancer, and I have so much to learn about sex. I'lldo the best I can, Sir.”

Ben sat down next to her. “Youhave done well so far. I thought it would take a lot more punishment beforeyou accepted your new life as a slave. How is it you adapted so quickly?”

Angie thought for a long timebefore she answered, and then she answered in a voice so low Ben had to strainto hear her. “I think I have always been a slave, Sir. I just didn'thave a Master before.”

Ben wrapped his arms aroundher and kissed her for the first time. Angie molded against him with no hesitationat all. As he kissed her, she felt her nipples come erect and she could sensethe moisture flooding her pussy. Her husband had seldom kissed her, and evenwhen he did, it had never had this kind of an effect on her.

Ben felt her kiss change fromlight passion to intense need. Angie was moaning softly now, as she triedher best to merge their two bodies into one. Ben was unprepared for the suddennessof her passion and took a moment to catch up. Then he pushed her onto herback and held her down by her hair with one hand while he stroked her bodywith the other.

In no time, Angie was writhingunder his hand. She couldn't believe how turned on she was. His touch waslike fire moving over her skin, and her mind had whirled out of her controlcompletely. When he slipped his fingers into her slit, she came hard on hishand, moaning and bucking her hips.

When she had settled down,he released her and helped her to her feet. “Please, Sir, I don't knowwhat's happening to me. I've never been like this before. It's like I can'tcontrol myself at all.”

Ben chuckled at her as heled her to the kitchen. “Don't worry about it, little slave. You aren'tsupposed to be able to control yourself anymore. I have that control now,and I'm pleased by how responsive you're becoming.”

Angie and Doris quickly madea breakfast of eggs, cereal, fresh-squeezed juice, and tea. Once they hadeaten, they all got into Ben's Jag and headed for Angie's apartment. Stanand David, the two young men Ben had hired, were already there with a U-Haultruck, and they all got right to work loading everything Angie owned intothe truck.

They had bought lots of boxeswhen they rented the truck, so Ben, Doris, and Angie packed the boxes whileStan and David carried everything down to the truck from Angie's second-floorapartment. The landlord, a Mr. Johnson, showed up around 11am. He was upsetat first that there had been no notice given, but Ben explained that hishiring of Angie had happened suddenly and she hadn't known she was movinguntil the previous day. Ben gave him a check for the remaining three monthsof the lease, and he went away happy.

They ordered some pizzas deliveredand ate a quick lunch before getting back to work, and by 2pm everythingwas packed and in the truck. They all went back to the house, and, with everyonehelping and the truck backed right up to the door, they were able to offloadeverything into the garage in just over an hour.

Ben paid Stan and David, andthen he and the women went inside to collapse on the sofa. It had been along day. After a soda and a half-hour rest, they all felt rested enoughto get into the shower. Luckily the shower in the master bath was huge, withseveral shower heads, and they all had a good time scrubbing each other.

Once they were clean, theyall got into the hot tub. Doris asked if she could kiss Angie, and when Bensaid it was OK, the two women began to kiss and fondle each other. In a coupleof minutes, both were getting hot, and not from the water. Ben finally toldthem to dry off and go into the play room.

This time Ben put the cuffson Doris, and had Angie help him fasten her standing with her legs well spreadand hands pulled high over her head. Ben had put suspension cuffs on Doris,and he pulled her arms up until she was straining to keep her tiptoes onthe floor. Then they put a blindfold on her. Once she was secured, Ben startedwith the flogger he had used on Angie the day before.

Ben really took his time.Doris was already sexually aroused from her make-out session with Angie,and soon the flogger had her moaning and writhing in her bonds. As Ben movedaround her, covering her body with lashes from the flogger, he slowly uppedthe intensity of the blows. Angie watched in awe as Doris gradually lostall control of herself.

After perhaps 15 minutes ofthis sensual flogging Doris was moaning constantly and thrusting her hipsin an involuntary motion. Ben motioned to Angie and she quickly obeyed, kneelingbetween her mistress's legs and applying her fingers and tongue to the drippingpussy.

Doris came immediately, spasminghard on Angie's tongue and quivering all over. Angie kept licking while Benkept flogging, and perhaps a minute later, Doris came again. Almost beforethat orgasm had ended, another started, and they were pretty much continuousfrom then until Ben finally called a halt about 10 minutes later. By thenDoris was just hanging limp from the suspension cuffs, barely moving as theorgasms shot through her one after another.

Ben held her up while Angiegot the ropes unclipped, and then he carried her to the padded table. Hequickly stretched her out on the table and fastened her limbs down. Doriswas hardly conscious of what he was doing. Ben quickly inserted a powerfulvibrator into her pussy and set a heavy, iron weight on the table betweenher legs, pushing it against the vibrator to hold it in place. When he turnedon the vibrator, Doris started coming again almost immediately.

Ben turned his attention toAngie. She was practically out of control with desire for him, and pressedher body against him as soon as she sensed it was OK to do so. Ben grabbedher butt cheeks and lifted her up, then lowered her onto his cock. She hadwrapped her arms around his neck and quickly wrapped her legs around hiswaist, moving her hips back and forth frantically.

He felt so good inside herthat she couldn't get enough, and she pumped him wildly for several minuteswhile their tongues played tag. When Angie came, she screamed out loud andthen began sobbing as the power of the release overwhelmed her. When shehad come back to earth, Ben gently set her down and then pushed her to herknees in front of him.

Angie needed no promptingto slide her lips around his cock, and the motion seemed to come naturallyto her this time. She worked and sucked his cock, gradually going deeperand deeper, until she could feel his hair on her nose each time she wentdown. Before long, he erupted into her waiting mouth, and she sucked himdry.

Ben pulled Angie to her feetand they went over to see how Doris was doing. She was still oblivious toanything around her. Her hips were moving in circles, and the sound she wasmaking was hard to describe – sort of a combination of moaning andgrunting. It was obvious she was still coming constantly.

Ben took Angie's hands andput them on Doris's tits. As Angie started to kneed and stroke, Ben removedthe weight and began moving the vibrator in and out. Doris's hips startedbucking up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. At the same time, Angie startedusing her mouth of Doris's nipples. In moments the soft, continuous comingchanged into a hard, crashing orgasm so powerful that Doris passed out completely.

When she awoke, Doris wasstill on the table, but she was no longer ties down and the blindfold wasgone. Ben was caressing her upper body from one side of the table, whileAngie stroked her lower regions from the other side. Doris didn't say anythingfor several minutes, and when she finally broke her silence, she said, “Thankyou both. That was amazing. I've never felt anything like that. It was tortureand bliss at the same time. I was so sensitive that everything you did tomy pussy felt like I was being burned, but I couldn't stop coming.”

Once they had all returnedto a more or less normal mental state, they retrieved the box containingAngie's financial records from the garage. After spreading it all out onthe dining room table, they got to work figuring out what she owed, and towhom. Ben made out checks for the balance on all of the credit card accountsand the car loan.

They also did a letter toenclose with the credit card payments telling the companies to close theaccounts. Ben did have her leave one credit card account open. “Younever know, I may want you to rent a car or something. We'll keep it andput it away for you.”

It took about four hours toget it all done and the records organized and filed. Just that fast, Angiewas off the credit tit. Of course it had cost Ben nearly $30K to get it done.While they were doing the books for Angie, they had Chinese delivered, sodinner was covered. When they had the books done everyone was pretty tired,so they went to bed.

The next morning, Doris wokeAngie at 6am. She had time to shower before helping get breakfast ready.Since she had still not been given permission to dress, she was completelynaked. At breakfast, Ben presented each of the women with a set of SmartBalls.Angie had never seen anything like them before.

They were two silicone coveredballs connected together in the middle with a short neck. There was a stringattached to one end to make it easier to remove them. Each ball obviouslyhad another ball inside that was rolling and rattling around. The whole thingwas about 4” long and just under 1.5” in diameter at the widestpoints of the balls. Angie didn't have any trouble imagining where they went.

Ben just said, “Putthem in.” Doris got a bottle of lube and put a little on each set,and Ben watched as the two women inserted the SmartBalls up into their vaginas.Once they were in, Ben said, “Keep those in until I tell you to takethem out, which will be sometime tonight. Have a nice day, girls.”

After Ben left for work, Dorisand Angie cleaned up the kitchen. Once that was done, they went to the garage,which was attached, and brought in the boxes with Angie's clothes in them.Doris helped her go through them. She knew what Ben liked, and she also knewwhat he didn't like.

Ben liked outfits that weresexy without being sluttish, and he likes lacy underwear. He didn't likeclothes that were too conservative, and he didn't like clothes he thoughtlooked too “male.” Dresses were good. Pantsuits were bad. Healso liked the look of bib overalls on women. In shoes he preferred sneakersand didn't like high-heeled pumps, which he thought were ridiculous and impractical.He had once told Doris that if she wanted to look like a slut she shouldjust wear kneepads.

Both women found that theSmartBalls made the day very interesting. Every time they moved, even justa little, the rattles in the balls bounced around, sending subtle vibrationsthrough their pussies. In no time they were very aroused, but it seemed unlikelythat there was enough stimulus to actually make them come. They were talkingabout how crazy it was going to make them by evening.

About two thirds of Angie'sclothes were deemed unsuitable by Doris and went into the back of her Expeditionfor the Salvation Army. Once that was done, both women dressed and they left.

The first stop was the Hospital.Doris went in with Angie to lend support. They had prepared a letter of resignation,which Angie handed in, along with a brief explanation of why she was leavingwithout notice. Once that was done, they moved on to Ben's accountant.

The accountant was arrangingall of the employment stuff for Angie. He had a bunch of forms for her tofill out so he could set up the workman's comp, life insurance, health insurance,tax stuff, retirement plan, etc. Ben wanted her well covered, and he wantedit to look like she was an ordinary employee. Ben had several full time employeesin his medical practice, and Angie's status as an RN made it easy. Nobodyis surprised when doctors employ nurses, and the story was that she wouldbe a visiting nurse, calling on Ben's patients in their homes to check onthem.

As they left the accountant'sand were walking back to the vehicle, Doris suddenly stamped her feet andgroaned. Angie asked her what the matter was.

“It's these balls. Theyare driving me crazy. Don't they bother you?”

Angie shook her head. “Yes,I feel like I'm 75% of the way to an orgasm, and I can't get any closer.I sure hope he doesn't make us wear them every day. Riding in the car ismaybe the worst. They just bounce all the time”

After they dropped off theclothes at the Salvation Army, they stopped at the Mall for lunch in thefood court. Once they'd eaten, they went to a couple of lingerie shops toget Angie some new underwear, and then headed home. On the way home, Dorisbroke the news to Angie. “Ben wants us to stay in shape, so he insistedthat we do an hour of exercise and aerobics this afternoon. That should beinteresting with these SmartBalls in place.”

The two women spent an hourdancing and exercising to some rock music. By the end of the hour, they wereboth tired and also incredibly turned on. The SmartBalls had done their workwell. They just had time to shower before Ben arrived home from work. Ashe had instructed in the morning, they were both naked.

“Well,” Ben asked, “Howdid you like the SmartBalls?”

Doris answered for both ofthem. “I think they are devious. It doesn't seem so bad at first, butthe cumulative effect of spending a whole day unable to think of anythingbut sex is much more intense than I had expected.”

“Good,” Ben replied. “Nowyou know how guys feel every day.” That got a laugh from both women.

After dinner, Ben had hisslaves dance for him for almost an hour. By then they were desperate forsome relief from the constant, nagging vibration between their legs. FinallyBen gave them permission to remove the SmartBalls and pleasure each other.

After a little preliminarykissing and fondling, they quickly assumed a 69 position on the floor, withAngie on top this time. Before long they were both coming every few minutes.When Ben tired of watching, he had them follow him into the Master bedroom.He lay on the bed and had Doris straddle him so he could use his tongue onher pussy.

While he was licking her,Angie started work on his cock, and her mouth work was steadily improving.After Doris came, Ben had the women switch so he could get Angie off whileDoris finished him orally. When he was satisfied, he had Angie stay in hisbed instead of returning to her own. Angie was hoping that this could becomea permanent arrangement.

Ben and Doris were each thinkingthe same thing. It seemed silly for Angie to sleep in another room. Afterall, she had been naked for three days now whenever they were in the house,not to mention all the sex. There was no point in pretending she was justa visitor, sleeping in the guest room. They would have to think about it.

The next morning they allshowered together, and then they repeated the previous night's activities,except that this time the women took turns riding Ben's cock while he drovethem crazy with his tongue. Ben had always had excellent control, so he wasable to drive both Angie and Doris to multiple climaxes before he finallylet loose himself. Later, at work, he would be surprised to find that hecould not recall which woman had actually been riding him when he came.

That night, the fourth eveningof Angie's new captivity, Ben called a meeting. He was sitting in the wing-backedchair in the living room, and the two women, both naked of course, were kneelingat his feet.

He started things off witha direct question. “Tell me, Angie, how are you adjusting so far? Ihope you aren't too unhappy with your new life.”

Angie's smile was truly radiant.Right then she could have lit up a football stadium with that smile. “I'mvery happy, Sir. In my whole life before Saturday morning I never even imaginedit was possible to be this happy. Thank you both so very much for makingme your slave.”

Angie's eyes got a naughtytwinkle, and she continued. “I would like to show my gratitude in amore personal way, if my Master and Mistress will allow it.”

Ben and Doris were more thanhappy to let her show her gratitude for a long time that night, and aftershe had shown her gratitude to them for a while, they showed her again justwhy she was so happy.

And yes, Angie did get tosleep in the Master bed from then on.