Careful What You Wish For
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Kara and I looked at each other before we left the house and all we could do was shake our heads. My outfit was revealing enough that the men began to parade through my office again when I got to work. Half way through the morning, Gregg came in and tried to talk me into a trip to the garage again. I was trying to politely turn him down when the intercom buzzed and I picked it up. Steve told me to give the poor guy a blowjob so that he could get back to work.
Isn't it nice the way Steve is so concerned with his employee's welfare? I hung up the phone and stood up and nodded my head at Gregg and the look on his face almost made me happy to do it.
I headed for the elevator with Gregg following several paces behind. We were alone in the elevator and he had his hands all over me. He stood behind me and reached around and groped my breasts while he rubbed his hard cock against my ass. It wasn't until we were half way down to the garage that I remembered the security cameras in the elevator.
My first reaction was to pull away from Gregg. I realized that it was too late for false modesty though. I just looked up at the camera and smiled and let Gregg have his fun. As I did I thought about how drastic the change in me has been.
But then, I thought, I haven't changed. I have just become a lot more honest with myself about who I am. I was always a slut. I just refused to allow my inner slut to come out. If I hadn't been a slut then I would not have masturbated to those nasty stories until my arms were about to fall off.
We finally made it to the garage and into Gregg's Suburban. I climbed in and took off my dress and Gregg was all over me. I helped him get his pants off and I sucked him off easily. Just like last time, he came very quickly. This time he held my head down after his orgasm and I continued to lick at his cock once I had swallowed his cum.
He got hard again very quickly. He turned me around and made me kneel on the seat. He adjusted my position until he was able to get lined up just right and he plowed his rejuvenated cock into my welcoming pussy. I was glad now that I had sucked him off because I couldn't suck a cock without getting turned on and I really needed a good fuck.
Well, to be honest, Gregg wasn't all that good. He was enthusiastic. At this point I was more than willing to settle for that. I managed to have a pretty good orgasm before he came again and then I sucked him clean and used some tissue from his console to clean myself up.
We got dressed and got out of the car and I almost screamed out loud. One of the security guards was standing right there waiting for us. It startled the hell out of me. He was a very large security guard, very imposing. But I couldn't help noticing that he was cute too.
He asked us to come with him and we followed him to an office near the elevators. He held the door for us and once inside he invited us to have a seat. There were two other security guards inside. One of them was staring at a bank of monitors and he turned to smile at me. I realized why he was smiling. He recognized me from the elevator ride earlier. He was returning my smile! The other guard was an older man. He was sitting at a desk and appeared to be in charge.
The guards were polite but aloof. The one that had escorted us in stood back and we waited for the man in the chair to speak. He looked very serious, but somehow I didn't think it was that big a deal. Gregg groped me in the elevator and we had fucked in the garage. But we hadn't really been in public. The Suburban had dark windows. Nobody had seen anything. At least I didn't think so.
The older guard, the one that seemed to be in charge, finally spoke. "Mr. South," that was Gregg's name. "For future reference, Mrs. Horn has an office available to her on the seventh floor. You no longer need to entertain her in your vehicle. We have no objection to you groping her in the elevator, as long as you are the only two people in the car. But I am going to have to ask you not to fornicate in the garage. There is just too much foot traffic out there and eventually someone will be offended. And then we will have to take action. Is that alright sir?"
Gregg had apparently been seeing his life flash before his eyes and he must have stopped breathing from the time we got out of the car. He suddenly exhaled loudly and said, "That is more than alright. I thank you for being so understanding."
The guard said, "That's quite alright sir. You can go now. We have a few things to discuss with Mrs. Horn."
Gregg looked concerned. I smiled and told him that I would be fine and he almost ran out of the security office.
I wasn't worried. I had a pretty good idea where this was going from the things that the guard had said. If he knew that I had a room on the seventh floor then he must have been talking to Steve.
As soon as he was gone the older security guard stood up and said, "Would you come with me Mrs. Horn?"
I followed him down a short hallway and into a room that had a small cot in it. If he thought that I was going to be surprised he was disappointed. He stood in back of me and began to unzip my dress. As he undressed me he said, "I spoke with Mr. Crosby and he told me that you had an hour or two to kill. He said that you really liked to please a man, especially a man with a badge. Is that true?"
As he spoke I helped him get my dress off. I turned around and smiled and looked at his name tag and I said, "Officer Kelly, if there is anything that I can do to please you, please let me know."
I helped him undress then, and he turned out to be a much better lover than Gregg. He had a very nice cock and he did not lack for stamina either. I lay under him on that cot and I came three times before he finally filled me with cum.
After he was done the other two guards cycled through one after the other. The two younger ones went around twice. The younger one, the cute one that had escorted us to the office, was very, very good. His name was Tony and he had a personality that was as cute as his face. I really enjoyed being with him. The other one, the guy that had been on the monitors, was kind of cute too. Unfortunately, he wasn't much of a lover. He was in too much of a hurry.
After they had all been satisfied, and I had been very satisfied, I was led naked to a small bathroom and the older guard watched me clean up. When I was finished he led me back to the room. I dressed and thanked him for a pleasant morning. He smiled and said, "Any time my dear. I can assure you that we all enjoyed your company today."
I left then. On the way out I smiled and waived goodbye to the younger guards and then I got in the elevator. I was alone all the way up and I stood facing the security camera and smiled and lifted my skirt and played with my pussy all the way to the eighth floor.
It was lunch time when I got back to my office. I went to Kara's cube to see if she wanted to talk, or maybe go get a bite to eat. All that sex had caused me to work up a bit of an appetite.
Kara looked up when I came in and asked, "Where the hell have you been?!"
I told her about my morning and she was definitely jealous. She wasn't hungry though and so we just talked until it was time to get back to work. I started to leave her office but then I got curious. I went over behind her desk and pulled her chair back. I looked under her desk and saw the little red light and I smiled and waved. Then I went back to work.
I was really getting backed up because of all of the sex. My desk was becoming a bottle neck. Files were coming to me for either action or approval and I was off having sex. I needed to put in some overtime and get caught up. I called Steve and asked if I could work late and get caught up and if he would give Kara a ride home.
He agreed that I needed to get caught up and said he would approve a couple of hours of overtime. I told him that I was going to work off the clock. I didn't want it to look like I couldn't handle my job. I just wanted him to know that I would be here. He said it would be okay so I called Kara and told her.
I finally stopped worrying about my cunt and my tits being exposed and started concentrating on my work. I got a lot done. But as I expected, I still had a good two hours of work to catch up on at quitting time. I had worked late before though, and I knew that I worked a lot better once everyone was gone and the phones were quiet.
By the end of the two hours I had cleaned up my backlog and I was getting ready to go. I cleared off my desk and went to the elevator and down to the parking garage. As I walked past I glanced into the guard room. I thought about going in and saying goodnight. But they were the late shift guards and I didn't recognize any of them.
I walked to my car and since rush hour was over I drove home without all of the frustration.
When I got home I went inside and undressed. The house was empty so I went out back and looked through the new passage way between our yards. Lynn and Kara were next door with the Crosbys. Carol and Steve were there, as was Kevin and a half dozen of his friends. When Steve saw me he waived me over and the four boys that were having sex with my daughter and Kara stopped what they were doing and looked up.
Steve waited until I was closer before he said, "Some of Kevin's friends thought it would be hot to have sex with a mother and daughter so he invited them over. Go over there with the other sluts and get down on all fours and start entertaining our guests, cunt."
I smiled and walked over and said hello to the boys and got down on my hands and knees. As soon as I was in position I had a cock in my pussy and another in my mouth. The cock that I was sucking on was covered in pussy juice. I soon found out why. Every few minutes the boys stopped and pulled their cocks out of whichever orifice and whichever girl they happened to be fucking and they all changed places. They were having a ball. I suppose this must be a wet dream come true for a half a dozen fifteen and sixteen year old boys.
It wasn't long before they started cumming. After they had all cum and been sucked clean, Kara, Lynn and I got into a daisy chain and sucked each other clean as well.
We spent most of the next hour moving from lap to lap and getting groped until one of the guys got hard again. When that happened, whoever was deemed responsible for the erection was tasked with taking care of it. It had only been a week since we were pierced. But the discomfort from those injuries was already minimal as long as we fucked in the doggie position and I was starting to reap the benefits of a pierced clit.
Trust me. There are great benefits. Once the pain goes away it makes a girls clit supersensitive and every movement of the ring stimulates it. It was making sex a lot of fun. I couldn't imagine not having it now.
The boys finally left after they watched us clean each other in another daisy chain. It had been fun, but I was exhausted. I was so grateful when Carol offered me a cold beer and a slice of leftover pizza. We all sat around and sipped beer and talked for a while.
Steve told us that he had borrowed a pickup truck and we were all going over to Kara's apartment tomorrow morning to help her move into my house, which was becoming known as the slave quarters. Steve wanted us ready to go early because he had an appointment to get Kara's nipples and clit done tomorrow afternoon. So he let us go after we finished our beers.
We took a quick shower and the three of us went to bed. Kara was nervous and as we lay there in the dark we told her all about the piercing experience and tried to convince her that it wasn't that bad, and that it was worth it. I don't think that she was entirely convinced.
We got up early and spent the first few hours packing and moving Kara's things. Then we went to Sweet Nothings and Steve and Carol bought her a new wardrobe of her own. She was a big hit in the changing room. They also picked out some more clothes for Lynn. They picked out some clothes that were slutty, but more acceptable for school.
Then we went to the barn. Kara undressed and was quickly strapped down, just like we had been. As soon as she was restrained, Steve invited one of the gang of bikers that was gathered around watching to provide the anesthetic. He grinned and stepped forward eagerly. He pulled out his fat, nasty cock and stuffed it into her mouth.
There were more bikers here today. Most of them had been here last week for our piercing. There were also another four guys that I hadn't seen the last time. Since there were so many of them, Lynn and I were stripped and put to work making sure that all of the guys were satisfied before we left.
Kara's piercing went pretty quickly. But it was more than an hour before all of the bikers were satisfied and we were permitted to leave. As we helped Kara back to the car she turned to me and in a quiet voice she exclaimed sarcastically, "Not that bad my ass!"
Lynn and I giggled and I said, "Would you rather I had told you the truth last night?"
Kara conceded that it was probably better that she didn't know.
We were taken home and after we unloaded Kara's new clothes from the trunk we were given the rest of the afternoon and evening off to do housework and to go grocery shopping. What a treat!
After breakfast on Sunday we went next door and spent the morning around the pool. Then, at a little after noon, Carol took us back to our house to pick out something for us to wear so that we could go out to eat.
We started in Lynn's room and Carol put out a micro miniskirt and a crop top that said, "I swallow." She was also given one of the chokers to wear. It said, "I love cock."
I began to wonder where we were going to go for lunch.
We went to my room next and Carol selected a miniskirt that was slit up both sides so that it was almost a loincloth and a tank top that said, "I never wear underwear." I was also given a choker. Mine said, "Fuck me!"
Kara was given a tiny, very lacy, white slip that just barely covered her ass. The lace that covered her breasts was nearly see-through, and so was the two inch band around the bottom. Even her light blonde triangle of pubic hair was plainly visible.
Carol looked at her and shook her head and made her remove the slip and go into the bathroom and shave off her pubic hair. She was back in five minutes and she put the slip back on. We could still see the dark line of her slit through the lace. But Carol seemed to think that was acceptable.
Kara had been given her own collection of chokers and she was told to put on the one that said, "I'm easy."
We went back to the Crosby's house and our Masters were ready and waiting. We piled into their car and Steve drove out of town to a large building on the side of the highway just outside the city limits. One side was a clothing store that sold leather goods for bikers. Jackets, chaps, vests and things like that. They also had a large selection of sexy clothes and lingerie. It was connected by a set of double doors to a large, clean biker bar. It was a pretty neat place. All the walls and the floor and ceiling were all done in knotty pine.
There was a jukebox playing, but not so loud you couldn't talk. Off to one side was a room with pool tables. Along one wall was a long bar. All of the tables were also made from knotty pine. They must have had a pretty good ventilation system. The cigarette smoke was hardly noticeable.
When we entered and stopped inside the door to look around, every guy in the place stopped talking and looked at us. A biker came away from the bar and greeted us. He was one of the bikers from the barn. That seemed to satisfy everyone, and the conversations resumed. All eyes remained on us as we made our way to a large table near the back of the room.
As we walked through the room the men at the tables we passed by could read our shirts and our chokers and there were a lot of smiles and crude jokes at our expense. We, Kara, Lynn and I, just smiled nervously at them and kept on walking.
Once we were seated a waitress came over and after complimenting us on our outfits she took our orders. It was just a bar, but they had a small kitchen in the back and served hamburgers and hotdogs and chili and the like.
We all ordered burgers and beers. The waitress looked pretty skeptically at Lynn and Kevin. But she didn't ask to see their fake IDs. Soon we were all sipping on a beer and sitting there feeling everyone watching us. Nobody bothered us though. And after a couple of beers we all felt a little more at ease.
After we ate, Steve and Carol told us to sit tight. They went through the connecting door into the leather and lingerie store next door.
As soon as they were out of the room a large biker came over and stopped at our table. He looked us over and read our chokers and our shirts and then he looked at me and asked, "You never wear underwear, sweet thing?"
I was nervous. But I didn't see how I could get in trouble. There were people everywhere and it seemed like a pretty tame bar, especially for a biker bar. I had never been in a biker bar before, of course. But I had expected everyone to be loud and rowdy. This place was just like a normal bar.
I smiled up at the biker and said, "No. sir. Not anymore."
Then he asked, "Is that so that when you wear that "Fuck me" thing you got on your neck it will be a lot easier to get at your cunt?"
People at the tables around us had stopped talking and were listening now. I glanced up at the door and I saw Steve watching and smiling. I figured he had set us up so I decided to go with the flow.
I tried to keep my voice level and light as I answered, "No. It's because my Master ordered me not to ever wear underwear again. He didn't tell me why I was wearing this choker."
He smiled and said, "Let's see if we can find out why you are wearing that thing. Stand up and take your clothes off. Show us that you aren't wearing underwear."
I didn't even bother to look towards Steve. I stood up and slipped my tank top off. As I was unbuttoning my skirt I saw Carol out of the corner of my eye. She had the camera out. I figured that this must have been what they had in mind when they brought us here. I slid my skirt down and stepped out of it and draped it over the back of my chair and stood in front of the biker and smiled up at him. I said, "See? I'd never lie to you."
His hand came up to play with my boobs and I stopped his hand for a second and said, "Those rings are a week old today. I'd appreciate it if you'd take it a little easy on them. Okay?"
He grinned and said, "Not a problem."
There were more and more men gathering around to watch. There were also more than a few women, rough looking biker chick types. The biker was pretty rough on my tits, but he took it easy on my rings so I relaxed a little and started to enjoy the humiliation of being stripped in public and manhandled.
While he was exploring my body another biker stepped up and said, "Well, her shirt wasn't lying. What about the other cunt? Does she swallow?"
I looked over at him and as innocently as possible I said, "Yes, sir. My daughter was raised to tell the truth. She always swallows."
That got a rise out of the crowd. Soon Lynn was standing up and taking off her clothes. That left only Kara. A couple of guys started towards her and I spoke up. "Excuse me, guys. I know it says on her choker that she is easy. And usually she is. But she just got her tits and her cunt pierced a little over an hour ago. She is really sore. So you can undress her if you want, and I don't see why she can't suck a few cocks, since that's where it looks like this party is going. But she would really appreciate it if you guys would leave her tits and her cunt alone. Maybe we can bring her back sometime and let her make it up to you."
I saw the grateful look on Kara's face. I knew how she felt. My piercings were still a little sore too. But I could easily remember what they felt like last weekend.
Kara got to her feet without any help from the bikers around her. She carefully pulled her slip off. The only one that bothered her tits was a curious biker chick who just wanted to see them up close and asked her how bad it hurt when she had it done.
Kara gave her a quick description of the process and pointed over to the bar. The biker who had done it was sitting there watching and Kara told her to see him.
Just then the manager came over and said, "Okay you guys. You know the rules. No gang bangs in the main room. Take these sluts into the pool room if you're going to screw them."
It looked like the whole bar was emptying out as we were herded into the pool room. Hands were all over me as we walked. I couldn't see them but I imagine that Lynn and Kara had the same problem.
As soon as we entered the pool room the biker that had started all of this looked at me closely. Then he looked at Lynn and asked, "She really is your daughter, isn't she?!"
I nodded and he leaned down and whispered in my ear. He asked me how old she was. I whispered back that she was fourteen and he exclaimed, "I'll be a son of a bitch!"
After a pause, which the anxious and impatient crowd that was pushing in all around us continued to complain about, the biker said, "How about you and her putting on a little show? I'd like to see that."
I reached over and grabbed Lynn's hand and pulled her to the nearest pool table. I told her to take her shoes off and we climbed up. The crowd gathered around and cheered us on as we necked for a few minutes and then worked our way into a sixty-nine. I didn't find out until later that Kara had been put right to work giving blowjobs while the guys watched us on the table.
After Lynn and I had given each other several orgasms we were roughly separated by a couple of huge, hairy men. We were placed side by side on our backs on a sturdy wooden table with our heads hanging down. The table was just large enough that we were available at either side and the men started jostling for positions to watch and then take their turns using us. I could see Carol out of the corner of my eye. She was standing on a table in the corner, still recording the action as the gang bang started.
Once it started it didn't stop. It just went on and on and they didn't even seem to care that we were dripping with cum from all of the men that had preceded them. All afternoon and much of the evening cocks plunged into our throats and our pussies. From time to time our assholes got taken as well.
I don't know how many men fucked us. But a lot of them wanted to fuck both of us. Doing a mother and daughter, especially when they were as young and as pretty as we were, that turned them on.
There were probably more than fifty men in that bar when we got there. I don't know how many more came in as the gangbang progressed. I do know that a lot of those men fucked both of us. I wouldn't be surprised if both of us fucked and sucked more than fifty men that day.
At first it was exciting. It was for the first hour or so anyway. Then it started hurting. Our jaws and our pussies and after a while our asses were all sore and it was getting worse with every fuck. But there was no stopping them. I'm pretty sure that they were not going to listen if I were to say, "Excuse me, I don't feel like it anymore. I have to go now."
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