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My name is Kelly. I have a very good marriage with Steve. After a short courtship, we married on Millennium New Year's Eve and honeymooned in the Caribbean. I attracted a lot of attention on the beaches in my tiny thong bikini, but I only had eyes for Steve, my dark-haired hunky husband. Still, with my streaked blonde hair and very cute figure, I was a lush sight for the locals.
Steve was in good shape too from playing soccer. He was a solid, romantic guy who not only was diligent in pleasing me, but was also an efficient employee at the accounting firm where we had met. However, I was uneasy about remaining there, since I had dated a few of the accountants, so I looked for other work as soon as we returned. The job market was tight and after a few weeks I was becoming a bit desperate.
One evening, after work, I stopped in at our favorite bar to unwind and wait for Steve, who had to work late on an audit. There was a nice combo playing in one corner of the bar. I sipped slowly on my drink as I listened to the music. The bar wasn't very crowded at this hour so I did notice when someone slid onto the barstool next to me. I noticed that he was an older gentleman, nice looking, in an expensive business suit. I looked at him and then at my watch and decided to freshen up in the ladies room before Steve arrived. Getting off the stool, my mid-length skirt pulled up to show my stocking tops. As I pushed the skirt down, my purse dropped to the floor. Flustered, I stood still for a moment, then watched that older gentleman gracefully retrieved my purse and handed it to me with a smile. I murmured a thank-you and hurried off, aware that he was watching me to go. I didn't know why, but my spine began to tingle as I felt his piercing dark eyes on me.
When I returned, the man was still there and a fresh drink was at my place. When I lifted an eyebrow in question to the bartender, he motioned toward the man. I turned to him and said; "Now I have two reasons to thank you."
"Not at all," he said, "the first time was normal courtesy; the drink is to loosen you up."
Oh, oh, I thought, here it comes; the typical pickup line. As I started to turn away in disgust, the man continued, "I was wondering if you would like to work for me."
"What?" I exclaimed and thought, "Who gave you the idea that I needed a job? I'll have you know that I have a very nice job already."
"Well," said the man, "maybe I have a better opportunity for you. If you would care to find out, why don't we move over to that booth away from the band?"
I thought for a moment. I had been looking hard for a job and this could be the one, which I had been searching. Despite my aversion to talking with strangers, I was really somewhat open and adventurous, inclined to make snap judgments based on a finely tuned intuition about people. Telling myself it wouldn't hurt to hear the man out; I got up and followed him to the booth.
As we slid into the booth, the man stared by handed her his card and said, "My name is Vincent Joshua. I own a large club downtown and find myself in need of a competent, attractive, and articulate hostess to run the front end. You seem well qualified for the job. Besides," he smiled, "you have great legs. Would you be interested?"
Flushing a little at the compliment, I introduced myself and asked him, "What sort of club, what are the hours, what sort of duties would I have, and how much are you offering?"
Vincent responded, "Baby Doll...I'm sorry, do you mind if I call you that? You remind me a bit of my oldest daughter, whom I haven't seen in years."
"No, I kind of like it," I said.
"Thank you", said Vincent, continuing, "I like the way you come straight to the point. The Pink Adventures is what is known as a Gentlemen's Club. We have musicians and a variety of female entertainers who cater to an affluent clientele that appreciates beauty in class surroundings. The hours are 4:00 pm to 1:00 am, five days a week, Tuesday through Saturday. I would need you to manage the entry process, ensuring guests are carefully identified - we have a good computer system for that - and respectfully greeted and shown to their seats. Since our girls also circulate among the clientele between shows, I would also want you to get to know them so you can suggest, ahh, ‘appropriate' gentlemen for them to meet. Your salary would be," and here Vincent named a figure that was twice what I was then earning. "You would report directly to me, the same as the bartenders, security, and the entertainment staff. What do you think?"
I was in shock. I had never considered working in a "strip club", but the salary was incredible. Vincent didn't seem at all like the usual image of a "sleazy joint" owner and seemed very businesslike. I kept my expression neutral as I asked; "I would like to discuss this with my husband, since this job means I will be seeing less of him. When were you thinking you'd like me to start?"
"Well," said Vincent, we are just finishing the remodeling and I would need to fill the position within two weeks, in time for the reopening. Please let me know your decision within the next few days or I'll have to look elsewhere. And, Kelly, I want you to know that if you decide to work for me, I will do everything I can to ensure you are happy in the job." He then rose to leave, taking my hand in between his hand and then lightly kissing it.
As Vincent was leaving, I spotted Steve and waved him over. On our way back home, we discussed the offer and we finally decided that I should join Pink Adventures.
The job was good, the salary was better but, at times, I felt that Vincent was expecting something more in terms of sex. As Steve was and is a source of great satisfaction, I intentionally pretended that Vincent's messages were not being registered with me. I politely ignored them.
After about three months, one night while I was on my way home, a stretch limo pulled up and the driver said he had been sent to take me to an exclusive treat, where I was to meet Steve. Naturally, I jumped right in and enjoyed the free champagne provided, and the soft, deep cushioned ride. Being tired, I hardly noticed when I drifted off to sleep, until I awoke, to find myself stripped naked, tied face up over a vaulting horse in a large exercise room or what looked like one.
Wondering how I had gotten there, I then wondered where Steve was. Just then a door opened and a muscular male, stripped to the waist, with a reddish Van Dyke beard, entered and approached me. When I asked where I was and why I was stripped and tied, he just smiled and ran his fingertips softly up my shapely leg, pausing to gently rub that soft spot behind my knee. Despite my fear and confusion, I couldn't stop my vagina from lubricating. But I begged him to stop and tell me where my husband was.
His only response was to walk slowly over to a curtained wall and draw the curtain aside. Turning my head, I could see a figure on all fours through a glass wall, chained to rings on the floor. The male figure was familiar, but my eyes were focused to the magnificently endowed woman behind him. She looked familiar! As I watched, fascinated, she approached the male, a shiny strap-on swinging from her groin. She looked up at me through the glass, smiled wickedly, and suddenly rammed the cock fully into the man. As he raised his head to silently scream, I saw his face fully for the first time. OH MY GOD! He was Steve!
The Van Dyke drew the curtain back over the window and returned to my side. With tears running down my face, whether from agony over Steve's ravishment or my own predicament I didn't know, I sobbed a question: "What do you want from us? Why are you doing this?"
The man remained silent while continuing to feather-touch my naked body, now writhing in a futile attempt to escape my bonds. His touch became firmer as he moved up my sides to caress my magnificent breasts; nipples fully erect, and then leaned forward to gently bite first one and then the other nipple.
My body jerked as though I had shocks with high voltage-electricity! No one had touched me like that except Steve, although I had to admit that Steve had not yet learned how responsive to biting my nips were. I started to scream, but the man was ready and popped a ball gag into my mouth, fastening the ties securely. Now, I began to panic. The mobility of my limbs had been restricted; now I could no longer communicate with my questions, fears and pleas.
As more tears formed in my beautiful eyes, Van Dyke gently kissed my cheek and, with a final trail of fingers over my feverish clit, walked to the door. Opening it, he bowed slightly and said, "She is ready, Master Vincent."
Vincent? I thought." Vincent, my boss? What is he doing here? Why did that man address him as ‘Master?' Had he organized all this?"
"Well, well, my dear Baby Doll, what do you think now? Shall you still able to keep that icy professional demeanor toward me? I've lusted after you for months now, watching you work the club, never a hint of any interest in me as a man. Totally dedicated to that husband of yours." These last words were spat from his mouth as though expelling a foul taste. "And now, the tables are turned and you are totally in my power. You and that excuse of a husband!"
As my eyes widened at this mention of Steve, Vincent's eyes took on a cruel glint and he said, "Yes, Baby Doll, while I have you under my thumb, or whatever appendage I choose, Steve is being "trained" by my head dancer, Anita. Did you like that little scene in the next room? I suppose you can just imagine what is going on in there while we are chatting here. Anita is a master with all sorts of, shall we say, toys?"
Yes, I could imagine, and I didn't like it one bit. My struggles resumed, becoming almost violent in my frenzy to release myself. But I was firmly secured. The only result was my exhaustion. My only remaining response was to release a flood of tears and perhaps the start of a small trickle of nectar from my shaved vagina.
Vincent must have noticed, alerted by the slightly musky odor from between my sweaty thighs, for his attention was now drawn to that part of my anatomy. As I tried to protest through the gag, he gently ran a finger across my clit and down the moistened slit, raising it to his lips and licking it obscenely, all the while watching my eyes widen in realization that he had total control of me, and Steve could no longer protect me.
Did I need this protection? My mind said, "Yes". But my body wanted all this to continue.
"Yes, Baby Doll, that's right," he said smirking a little. "I can do anything to you I want. But that is not why you're here. No, we are going to play a little game to see how much you love your husband. Now, we'll also see just how much you are willing to do for your boss."
With that, Vincent gestured toward a corner of the room and Van Dyke approached. They whispered for a few moments and then VD left the room.
"Now, my dear, let's give you a better view," said Vincent as he rotated the horse to which I was tied to face the curtained window. He also tilted the legs slightly so that I could see without lifting my head. Standing in front of me, he bent down closer to my exposed pussy. As I nervously watched, unable to protest, he blew small puffs of warm breaths over my labia, causing instant goose bumps on my thighs and belly. He followed this with the tiniest of licks over my clit. Despite myself, I could feel my womb contract and my dewy moisture became a trickle.
"Ummm, very nice, my dear. I just knew your puss would be divine," smiled Vincent. "So soft and fragrant, and I see that she likes me too, if only just a little now."
Puzzling over the ‘now,' I tried to speak, but could only mumble from behind the gag. Vincent was obviously amused by my efforts to speak and queried, "Do you really have something you want to say to me, my dear?" When I nodded my head, he continued, "Well, let us see how things go for a while and I might just remove that gag." Resisting the magnetic pull of my pussy, and with a final tweak of my now elongated and throbbing nipples, Vincent snapped his fingers and the curtain was once more drawn back to reveal the contents of the next room. Steve was still there, only this time sitting in a strange looking chair. His arms were strapped to the chair with leather restraints and a strap held his head across his forehead. His legs were spread wide, with ankles secured to the sides of the chair legs. I could easily see his cock, that beautiful cock I love a lot, hanging semi-erect between his legs. There was no sign of Anita. Van Dyke was sitting at a small console to Steve's left, twisting some dials and watching three colored lights. He arose and advances on Steve with two wires in his hands. Kneeling, and momentarily blocking my view, he attached the wires. When he stood and returned to the console, I could see the wires were connected to Steve's penis and scrotum.
I tried to scream out, but the gag muffled my speech. Vincent turned to me and said, "A pretty sight, is it not? You see my assistant now has the ability to control the length and intensity of an electrical current, which will pass through your husband's genitalia. Shall I give you a little demonstration of what happens when he does it?" Turning, he signaled to VD. A moment later, lights flashed on the console and Steve's body jerked and twisted in the chair, his mouth open in a scream, sweat running down his face. In just a few seconds, the lights went out on the console and Steve slumped in the chair.
"Now, my dear, we come to the point of this exercise. What are you willing to do to delay or stop what is being done to Steve?"
My soft, wet, pinkish cunt-lips were agape. They throbbed and appeared to be opening and closing in with her heartbeat.
Vincent slid his silken robe from his shoulders. He and Van Dyke knew what this lovely young girl wanted now at this moment above everything else. He saw me writhing and softly moaning as VD continued to caress my long shapely legs and when his long talon-like fingers combed through my heavenly cave, I almost went insane with frantic efforts trying to lift my belly to his hands and rotating my pelvis and thrusting my loins from side to side, as if already I had the hot cock plunging into me.
Vincent stood close to me watching the changes in my body, often feeling my nipples and clitty, which had visibly grown erect even during the last few moments. He watched me, the young white girl writhing under the clever, if not wicked, fingering of his lecherous servant. He knew the man could use his fingertips in the most fiendish way on a girl's cave so as to get them as aroused as was humanly possible. My cunt juice was so plentiful that it slopped over my puffed cunt-lips and covered the man's fingers down to his knuckles.
Vincent now stooped over my writhing figure: He moved his face to my belly and then moved it lower to my inviting pussy. The fingers of his servant held my cunt-lips apart, so that Vincent could detect at once with his tongue, my swollen clitoris. The thrill he experienced while 'milking' my clit with his lips caused his dick to throb almost to the point of orgasm; his balls were as heavy as lead, full of hot sperm for me, this horny girl's belly.
Vincent knew they had brought me to the stage where I would do anything to reach satisfaction. I was a mare who needed a stallion, a bitch who had to have a mating.
Then I was screaming, at first with the startled pain, then with the realization that I was getting the hot cock I craved. Vincent had mounted me, he was riding me, it was that massive fleshy prick in my cunt, and my fully aroused body was being filled with the hot throbbing flesh of my 'stallion'. I was having my mating.
An extremely experienced slutmaster, Vincent pushed his thick dong of pleasure into my young victim from as many angles as the compass has points. The room filled with the panting cries of ecstasy, the agonizing sweet feminine cries of pain, mingled with lustful pleasure, as this girl was given as thorough a fucking as I would ever be likely to have again.
The cleverly manipulated cock of the master was giving me the sheerest ecstasy that any girl could wish to experience and he was making me to start on the road that would lead me eventually and in a very short time to the adoration of his cock. He was forcing her to experience and enjoy the complete surrender of the mind as well as the flesh; to the utter bliss that only fucking under the aphrodisiac of his tutelage would provide for me, he was making me to have a hump experience that would, by its very nature, force me to want to enjoy it time and time again.
I already had three orgasms; my loins, thighs and Vincent's balls and stomach were sopping with my cunt-juice and now, as the older master quickened the tempo of his fuck to bring his own crisis to its fulfillment, they saw and heard me gasping and screaming in my lust as my fourth orgasm of the night was reached and passed.
A heavily breathing Vincent lay alongside me. He had drained himself and me as well, and I wanted to do as he was doing, drift away into a deep sleep; but it was the agitating wet lips and beard of Van Dyke on my mouth that was preventing me from relaxing. He was hurting me with those talon-like fingers, his clawing at my naked breasts while he kissed my mouth.
I could feel his long cock was out from his trouser front, and it was clear now that he too was going to enjoy me. She was satiated. She was revolted by the thought of the manservant defiling her body. She had the will to resist him, however, but not the strength. She felt his long horrid cock thrust up into her saturated and quite sore cunt-hole. She felt his balls slapping against her crotch, felt him jerking her with every thrust of his slender but strong body and she saw that Vincent was lying on his side watching her being fucked by his manservant.
I was surprised that I was beginning to derive pleasure from this second fuck, even though at first I had tried so hard to prevent the servant from doing it to me. He gave me pleasure in the act, even when I tried resistance. A moment after this realization, the long thin cock of the servant exploded its load of hot cum high up inside me. I lay still under the man, feeling his long cock slither from her abused cunt as it shrank into lifelessness.
Next afternoon, when I woke up, I was in my bed. I opened and closed my eyes and found Steve sleeping close by. I put my hand on him and slept again. After about some time, I found Steve's lips on mine. He then sucked my nipples and finally ate me before he rode me hard, deep and fast. I wanted it too. But, after all this with Steve, I could see a lot of embarrassment in Steve's eyes. He told me that he was kidnapped telling him that I was waiting for him. He was later subjected to the torturous acts, which his body liked, but his mind hated. Both of us, wife and husband, were sailing in the same boat. Steve was though more furious and repulsive.
From next day on, life became normal. Steve went to his work. I also went to my work in the evening. Here I met Vincent pretending as if nothing had happened. I, however, managed to whisper in his ear that my body needed it too and that there would perhaps never be the necessity of organizing such a big show for Vincent's making love to me. He should just tell me and I would be available. Hearing this, Vincent gave a naughty smile.
But did I really want it? I was mentally repulsive to all this but my body craves for it. That night, I was split into two selves. My mind said some thing else while my body needed all that and more. I knew that Steve was in the same state of mind and body.
Three more months passed. Vincent had me almost once every month. Every time, the foreplay was different. Once the young chicky girls would stimulate me before I rode Vincent. Then dildos and strap on, before he got me doggy and my ass was finger fucked, before he fucked my ass. Every time, he would get me to heights of heat before he fucked me. This was his style. I liked all this but my repulsion for what they did to Steve and desire to have revenge had not diminished a bit.
I kept on looking for another job. Luckily, Steve and myself had succeeded in getting two jobs in an Accounting Firm in a Country in Middle East. I kept this offer as confidential, resigned and left USA.
We now have a baby boy and are leading a very pleasant life.
Last month we came back on vacations. After settling certain important matters like lease of an apartment, one evening I discussed with Steve as to how about going to Pink Adventures as a guest. Steve refused. I also dropped the idea. The evening we were to fly back to Middle East to join back our job, Steve mysteriously left me at home and came back after three hours. There was a sort of divine satisfaction on his face. I could notice it. I asked him but he would never tell any thing. While waiting in the Departure Lounge of the Airport to board our aeroplane, I heard on TV the news of Vincent's murder. I silently asked Steve as to did he do that? With a strange smile, he denied it. We were still at Airport when TV announced the arrest and confession of Anita. She wildly smiled on TV and openly said," The bastard had murdered himself." She further said, "The bastard used to make eight ten people to fuck all my holes at one time. This would get him erection and then he would fuck me"
"I hate him".
On this Steve whispered, "Anita took the lead".
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