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Continued
from part 2.
I didn’t have long to
wait. The phone rang early next morning and I answered it with dread in my
voice.
‘Hello Whore.’
‘Hello Sir.’ I moaned
into the phone, my pussy was instantly wet with anticipation of this monster
and his demands.
I’ll be ‘round in 1
hour. Unlock the rear door; be naked and on your knees ready for me.
‘No… please…Sir…’
Click….
The phone went dead
and I was a shaking wreck, uncontrollably quivering as I made my way to the
bathroom to shower. I felt ill and thought I was going to vomit. My stomach was
churning like never before with the fear of what was going
to happen to me.
This cop could do
anything and I was powerless to stop him.
He could continue this
for years.
Oh my god, what was I
going to do.
I showered and
prepared for him, he wanted me naked, so all I did was cover my body with some
oil and tidy the house while I waited. I unlocked the door at the back of my
house as instructed. A high fence and lots of garden surrounded the property;
he could easily slip inside and around the back without being noticed by
anyone. I tried to relax, to calm myself but it was impossible.
The door opened and he
came inside without a fuss. I was kneeling in the lounge facing the kitchen
where he could clearly see me.
He smiled, he was
casually dressed and seemed genuinely happy to see me, this
made me relax slightly. I noticed the small bag that he was carrying,
suspecting that there would be objects in it that he would use to torture me. I
began to shake again.
‘Hello whore.’
‘Hello Sir.’
He moved to the chair
close to me and sat down.
‘Kneel in front of me
here and look at me while I tell you of my plans.’
I moved over as
instructed, still visibly shaking as he reached for the bag and unzipped it.
He tipped the contents
onto the floor beside the chair but I remained looking at him.
‘First I am going to
gag you, OK?’
I nodded and opened my
mouth for the ball gag. I leaned down so that he could fasten it behind my head
figuring that it would be best to cooperate with him for now.
‘Good. Today I am
preparing you for an outing this evening. I want to take you and show you off
to some friends of mine. Actually they are very important Crime Bosses, I work
for them and they help me out so I want to let them party with you..’
‘I began to sob hard,
shaking my head and cringing away from him.’
He slapped my face
hard with his open hand. The area of connection numbed momentarily as I
struggled to remain kneeling.
He grabbed me by the
hair so I didn’t fall.
‘Listen whore. You can
do this the easy way, which is to cooperate and enjoy it, or the hard way,
which is to be fucking flogged to within an inch of your life and not enjoy it
quite as much. The choice is yours, but no matter what you decide, you WILL
come with me tonight, and you WILL party with my friends… UNDERSTAND.’ He
yelled in my face, holding a fistful of my hair so I couldn’t pull away from
him and spitting the words at me through his clenched teeth.
I nodded, sobbing
uncontrollably, my face stinging and my head hurting from the grip on my hair.
‘Good’ He pushed me
back to the kneeling position.
‘Calm down and listen,
I wont repeat myself and you’ll be in trouble if you
fuck this up.’
Again I nodded, as he
reached out and smoothed my hair away from my face and patted my shoulder as if
I was his comrade…
‘I need to prepare you
for the evening. There will be some specific requirements that these ‘Friends’
will want from you.
First, most of them will want
head, and plenty of it, so you are not to eat today until I collect you at 6.
If I find that you eat anything other than what I order for you, you will be
punished.
Second, your arse and pussy
will be fucked so both need to be stretched and prepared. I will take care of
that soon. You will of course, obey my instructions and not remove any
equipment that I place on/inside you.
Third, You
will be kneeling for most of the night, so to get you prepared you are not to
walk inside here today, you are to crawl on your knees. Outside, you will walk
as normal. You are to walk around the park for one hour after I leave, this
will get your body used to the changes that I will make. Then you are to return
here, strip and wait for instructions.
Fourth, I will have your
outfit Couriered here this afternoon at 5; you will be dressed and answer the
door as normal. You are to persuade the Courier to come in when you will give
him a blowjob as his reward. This will require him to break every rule in the
book and put his job at risk so you will have to be good. Once you have
finished the blowjob, there will be a note in the parcel and you are to give it
to him to read.
He will be instructed
to assist you to prepare for the evening, you will have 30 minutes for the
blowjob and for him to release you, and then you will have 30 minutes to get
ready. He will leave here at 5.30 sharp, blowjob or
not, and believe me, I will know…
My Friends are used to
top class whores, and they are fussy, so you will have to be better than good.
One thing in your favor is that they all love big tits,
and yours are perfect, so you will be popular straight off.’
I could not believe
what I was hearing, it was too much for me to absorb, but as I dealt with all
his instructions he stood up and unzipped his pants.
‘First
up, a little reward for me.’
He un-gagged me and
rammed my head onto his cock. It was hard and large already and he showed no
mercy as he pushed it into my throat.
Luckily I have trained
myself well with the art of deep-throat, and took his member deep inside
me. He pumped my head up and down hard
until he finally let his load go and released me. I licked his limp cock clean
while he gathered his breath.
The next hour had me
on all fours crawling around my house as he prepared me for the evening.
My nipples were banded
tight, and severe clamps applied. I was re-gagged and collared with a thick
black collar. The nipple clamps were attached to the collar and I had to hold
my head up so that the chains were taut at all times. There was a lead attached
to the collar so I could be pulled and lead at his will.
I had an enema to
cleanse me. He shaved my pussy till there was no sign of growth at all; he
shaved my arse, through the crack and around my hole.
Once he was happy that
I was smooth I was led into my bedroom and ordered onto the bed on all fours.
Running his hands over
my smooth arse and through my legs to feel my pussy made the juices continue to
rise within me.
His fingers found
their destinations, both holes pumped hard till they were wet, open and begging
for attention.
He rammed his fingers
deep into my arse; stretching and pulling it so wide that I thought it would
split. Finally he pushed the plug inside, it was
enormous and filled my rectum. Pushing hard on it to ensure that it was all the
way inside he then began on my pussy. Three, then four fingers deep inside,
followed by a huge vibrator. It was long and wide, think at the top and
flexible to take the shape of inside my pussy. I could feel the intruders
scraping against each other as he pushed it deep inside.
I was on fire between
my legs, my clit was swollen and my juices were running hard.
He turned the vibrator
on, and pushed on it again. The buzzing was deep inside me and sent the vibe
grinding against the plug, almost tipping me over the edge.
My arms gave way and
my face pushed onto the bed.
He slapped my arse
hard and pulled me up to the kneeling position again.
‘Stay still whore.’
‘Oh..
Sir… its too much…’
‘‘Shut it you slut
whore.’
He slapped me again
sending more vibrations cursing through me.
Next I felt him wrap
some thin rope around my waist. He threaded it under my waist and looped it at
the back. He pulled it between my legs and again looped it at the front. When
he pulled it tight, I nearly exploded. The rope pressed straight against the
plug and vibe and as his fingers straightened it between my legs,
I found it crushing my clit as well.
He pulled the rope
through again and tied it off at my back, pulling on it again to ensure that it
was tight, similar to a girth rope on a horse.
I screamed in pain….
The rope was cutting me in half, ramming the objects deep inside me.
‘Stand up whore.’
I struggled off the
bed and gingerly stood in front of him. The rope was very tight around my
waist, cutting into my skin and causing me to take shallow breaths.
He had another rope in
his hands, this was to bind my breasts up and he proceeded to do this. He
removed the clamps from my crushed nipples but left the bands on. My nipples
were swollen and dark red, pressing hard against the tight bands. Each breast
was bound separately from the base to half way. Once he was happy with them he
rigged a harness to hold the swollen orbs up high, threading the rope over my
shoulders and around my ribs.
The ropes were cutting
into me and the pain was severe as he finished the preparation. Checking that I
was bound to his satisfaction, he told me to dress and go about my day as
instructed. An hour of exercise, then wait for the courier,
then get myself ready.
He left my house
quietly as I struggled to move about in his rope harness.
I struggled to bend at
the waist to put clothes on.
My breasts protruded
obscenely under my sweatshirt. I
struggled to walk with the double intrusion and the constant buzz of the vibe
nearly sent me over he edge on many occasions.
I walked and walked,
squeezing and extending my pussy and arse muscles to gain comfort. My breasts
bounced up high, catching stares from men as I strolled past them. The hour
seemed to take forever, but finally I was home.
Afraid that he was
going to come back unannounced, I struggled to strip my clothes off and got
onto all fours. I poured myself a large glass of water and drank it down
determining that I should drink a glass every hour or so to keep my strength up
for the night ahead.
The reality of what I
was actually doing began to hit me mid afternoon. This was my fantasy come
true, I was being pimped, fucked by strangers, used and abused for their
pleasure and I had no control over it. I should be excited and I was, but I was
terrified of the cop at the same time.
I had crawled about
the house trying to perform normal duties. At 4.30 I struggled into my room and
into a skirt and blouse. The skirt was tight and short and the blouse was also
tight and very sheer
Finally, the doorbell
rang and I swear my heart stopped beating.
I shuffled slowly over
to it, opening to a short chubby man standing there with a large box in his
hands. He wore glasses and was scruffily unshaven. He was panting for breath,
obviously very unfit and as he went to speak his eyes found my breasts.
‘Aghhhh, um… your
parcel Miss…’ He stuttered at me, ogling my breasts and turning bright red.
‘Ohhhh, thank you
soooo much…’ I gushed back to him, stepping back and to one side, giving him no
option but to step inside.
He took the fateful
step, mouth still open and gasps now replaced with shallow fast breaths.
I closed the door and
touching his shoulder guided him towards the dining room table.
Leaning across the
table so as to give him a view of my naked arse, I shifted a vase of flowers
and turned to face him.
‘Thank you sooo much
for carrying the parcel in for me…. It looks very heavy.’
‘Oh no, its fine
really, would you like me to set it down here?’
‘Yes please…’ I leaned
forwards to him, breasts poking straight at his face.
As he moved past me to
place the box down, I rubbed my index finger across my right nipple and circled
it slowly. He almost fainted, fumbling in his book for the docket that I had to
sign.
‘You look hot, would
you like a drink?’
‘Yyyes please, that
would be great.’ He stammered.
I glanced at the
clock,
I shuffled into the
kitchen, slipping a button open on my blouse as I moved away from him. I went
to the fridge and leaning over again to give him a naked arse view I poured him
a glass of water and returned to hand it to him. As he went to grab it, I
bumped it, spilling water on my right nipple, sending the blouse instantly
transparent right in front of his face, and causing the material to fall open
even further so he had at least half a breast to view.
‘Oh my….. Silly me,
now where do I sign…’
‘Rigghhht hheere
Mmaammm..’ he stammered.
I took the slip,
signed it and moved to the box. The lid slid off easily and sure to his word,
there was an envelope with ‘Courier’ marked on it.
I removed the envelope,
turned to the man and handed it to him.
‘This seems to be for
you, I do hope it’s a bonus for all the help that you have given to me today.’
The man almost choked
on the water, his trembling hands took the envelope and opened it.
His face was scarlet,
eyes bulging and perspiration beads trickling down his forehead by the time
he’d finished reading.
‘Ohhh, myyy godddd….
I’ve been set up.’ He looked as if he was about to burst into tears.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Im being watched…….
holy fuck…... Im in deep shit….. what the hell am I
going to do now… I’ve been sprung…’
‘What do you mean…
sprung…’
‘I’ve been stealing
from the customers…. Just a bit here and there, you know, small appliances and
that sort of thing….and this letter says that they know about it and I must be
doing it again as it was on the inside…… Jesus Christ…’
He was frantic, almost
pissing himself right in front of me.
‘Its OK, I’ll help
you… don’t worry….’
‘How, how can you help
me…..??’
‘Just calm yourself
down, you have been great to me, I really appreciate your help and I will tell
them that… actually, I’ll give you an alibi for the times that you took stuff
and say that I gave them to you as gifts.’
‘Really, you’d do that
for me…?
‘Sure… you are a
lovely man, so kind and generous, courteous and can I also say that I find you
very attractive. I think I have just the alibi for you. Are you married?’
‘No, Im single, never
had much luck with the ladies, did you say attractive??.’
‘Yes, I like the
rugged looking types, I’ve not had much luck with men either, I think Im too
fat.’
‘No way, you are
beautiful.. absolutely
stunning….’
‘Really, you think
so…’
‘Yes I do.’ He leaned
close to me and placed his hand on my breast… BINGO, I had him….
We moved into my
bedroom where I proceeded to give him the blowjob of his life. He came like a
steam train, grunting and panting so much that I thought he would have a heart
attack. I sucked him hard and dry, leaving him lying on the bed sapped of
energy while I returned to the dining room to retrieve my parcel.
It was now
‘So, how was that… I crooned to him as he stroked me breast again.’
‘That was amazing my
love…’
‘Can you do me a favor
please… I need some help to get into my outfit for
tonight, can you help me…?’
‘Anything for you my
sex kitten… anything.’
‘Please be gentle, I
am going to a special work party and I am worried about my weight so I have
tried to reduce my size in a rather unusual way…promise not to laugh??’
‘Of course I
promise…..You will be perfect.’
His eyes nearly
boggled out of his head when he saw the ropes, but true to his word he didn’t
say a thing. He released them gently, first the crotch rope, untying it at the
back and gently releasing it from around my waist. He failed to notice the plug
and vibe so I left them there.
Next was the breast
rope. Again he was slow and gentle with it, stopping to have a good feel of my
tits as he unwound the rope.
I quickly went to the
bathroom, showered, removed the plug and vibe and relieved myself.
I persuaded him to
stay and help me dress, my tight black lace up corset, complete with garter
belt and black stockings went on first followed by the sheer white blouse and
mid length black flowing peasant skirt.
My breasts were crushed
into place, the half cups barely covering my nipples
and lack of underwear ensured easy access. The outfit was completed with a pair
of high black heels.
Once dressed, my
visitors use was finished and I ushered him out of my house with the promise of
more sex and my undying love in the future.
Returning to my
bedroom I took a final look in the mirror… perfect whore outfit for a soon to
be perfect whore.
I heard the car door
close and footsteps on the pathway… it was
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