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Adventures of the J.A.P. Episode 2 Ch. 1

By: Femk9frnd



Chapter 1: Anticipation

The following day as I awoke, at first I thought that it had all been a dream, but then the feeling of muscles I had seldom used before gently reminded me that they had been used quite extensively while my skin seemed taunt from the dried semen as it's stale odor assaulted my nostrils; while next to me laid Peter still sleeping and snoring as if he didn't have a care in the world.

I walked to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror, acknowledging the minor bruises I had accumulated and several rather prominent hickies. I couldn't believe that! Here I was at 26 years of age and I had great big fucking hickies all over my neck and breast. I would have to wear a high collar blouse for the next week or everybody would be able to see them!

I started my shower and as I started to soap and lather myself, I began to actually caress myself slipping into a daydream about the night before; what had happened and how I enjoyed it in all of it's many facets. And somewhere during that time I started imagining what would happen when next I met my new Master. As the visions played thru my mind I started to masturbate and really had a very nice little orgasm before I was aware that the water had really turned cold!

The rest of the morning still remains a vague blur to this day, I just kind of floated thru it with my imagination running wild; the first thing I really do remember is Peter coming in with a great big grin on his face, whistling and asking me how I felt and if I really enjoyed what we had done the night before.

I asked him, "Do you really have to ask? I mean didn't my actions prove anything to you?" He replied, "Absolutely, I just thought I would ask. Were you serious last night about doing it again? Do you want to try somebody different or do you want to try him again?"

"Oh there is no doubt, I want him again! I was serious; I really do want him to be my Master! I want to do anything he tells me. I just came again a few minutes ago thinking about it. The submission, the debasing surrenders and the way he let me do what I wanted, how he knew, I don't know, but he did and I liked it! The way he took control of everything and made you do things that I never even thought of you doing was a startling revelation. I thought it was so sexy, and then the way you licked and sucked my pussy afterwards, I was in heaven. I will do it every time he wants whether you want to or not, but I would rather that you did it with me, it really is so sexy with you afterwards!"

Then he said, "OK, if that's what you want, that's what you get. But it will cost you!" he added with a grin. "How much?" I asked. "A big hug and a kiss." He replied. So I crawled into his lap and gave him both and asked, "When?" Having told me whenever I wanted, I proceeded to call my Master and talk to him about when I would be able to see him again, figuring being a truck driver and out on the highway it might be some time before he was back near us again.. That is when I found out that he was not a real truck driver in the sense most people would think of. He only drives occasionally for special reasons and it just so happened we had spotted him on one of his rare trips. Now that is what I call a cosmic connection. When I found that out, I knew we where meant to be star crossed lovers!

It turned out that he lived about 120 miles away and was free to come back again so that I could see him tonight if I wanted (if I wanted, I felt like I would die if I didn't!). Then he asked me if I was really sure I wanted to continue the role and was willing to do whatever he commanded; at which time I immediately cried, "OH YES!"

He instructed me to dress up extremely sexy, I mean to the point of trampy; very short skirt, exposed hose, spikes, open blouse so my hickies showed, make-up, costume jewelry, red nails and lipstick and then to have Peter reserve a room at a hotel. He said that after we got to the hotel for me to stay with the car until Pete called a cab and it had arrived.

Then we were to take the cab to an adult bookstore on the other side of town and proceed to enter and browse. He said if we saw anything we liked to go ahead and buy it but basically for me to strut around inside and flirt, but not to do anything with anybody. When he entered I was to proposition him and Pete was to reinforce the scene by offering to pay him to have sex with me, while I rubbed him and kissed him like a slut bitch in heat.

Of course I agreed and when I told Pete, we fucked on the floor right there! I mean at that point in our relationship, after we met the Master, everything seemed to turn us on, we were like to minks in heat all of the time, it only changed later after a few months had gone by and we experienced some rather exotic and wild situations, that I will be telling you about in the episodes and chapters to come.

For the rest of that day, I went shopping, had my hair done, got a manicure, pedicure and just imagined all of the things that I was going to experience that night, fingering myself every chance I got and having Peter lick and suck me several times.

For the first time, but not the last; I completely experienced all of the wanton imaginings my mind could wander coming to the realization that I had been totally sheltered and protected from these feelings and actions up to this point in my life, but I would never be again, I liked being sexual, I liked acting like a slut, I loved being my Masters Slut!

He had opened up a floodgate of emotions and physical yearnings that I have pursued to this day and though many times I have felt satiated, I believe I know how a drug addict must feel, as I have a compulsive desire, lust and need to experience sex, sex and more sex in every style and manner available to me with my Master's consent, and fortunately for me, he lets or has me do just about everything!

While we were riding to the hotel across town I opened my legs wide so that Peter could start playing with me, as I absolutely adore having someone finger me as we ride down the road. Needless to say, by the time we got there, I had come again and my juices were running down my thighs & legs creating a wet spot in my already very obvious short skirt.

Peter had called the cab on the cell phone and had me stand on the corner while it was on its way to pick him up. When it arrived he got in and had the driver stop at the corner and pick me up and we proceeded to the adult bookstore.

Now up to this time we had never been in one of these stores. As I told you previously, we had bought everything by mail. We had access to the evidence from my court case and then sent off for everything after that, so we were a little apprehensive about what it would be like as we had heard all of the rumors (which many are true by the way, but not all) but were so turned on by the idea, we were ready to fuck right there whether people watched or not! But reason prevailed and we followed our instructions.

Peter stood by and watched me strut around the main room and flirt outrageously, and he also bought a new movie, a couple of magazines and a few accessories to the tune of $225 and believe me it doesn't take long to spend money in one of those places…lol!

And then the moment I had waited and anticipated on all day occurred, the door opened and there was my Master, looking so totally different from the night before, I almost didn't recognize him!

His mustache was curled in a handlebar, his hair combed back, wearing a pair of amber driving glasses and a three-piece herringbone suit; he looked like a model of a lawyer out of a German magazine. I literally knew I was in love then! When I was caressing and kissing him begging him to take me and fuck me, I wasn't acting out a role or kidding, it was for real and I meant it whether anybody else knew it or not!

I was making quite a spectacle of myself when the man running the store started to say something; Peter said, "She is my wife and I'll handle it." He walked up to me and my Master and in front of everybody, pulled his wallet out of his pocket and took out a hundred dollar bill. He offered it to my Master and said, "I will give this hundred dollar bill to you, it is yours; if you will fuck her for me and let me watch." Before the Master could say anything, I came right there and in my frenzy I cried out, "PLEASE!"

Everybody in the store encouraged him to do it, they were screaming, "Fuck her, fuck her here, make her suck your dick" and all kinds of things. It was such a turn on to know that all of those men wanted me and to see me do nasty things or do them to me themselves that I seemed to be in a continuous state of orgasm, I mean everything was spinning and my vision was blurred and I just seemed to be floating on air and struggling to catch my breath.

Then the Master said, "OK, I have a cab out front let's go." Then he held out his arm for me and we exited to the cheers of my first but not my last, roomful of horny men.

To Be Continued….If Encouraged...

Adventures of the J.A.P. Episode 2 Ch. 2



I would like to apologize to everyone who has been awaiting this episode, but my personal life has been rather hectic since 9-11. I know you will understand, but I wanted to do as my Master has commanded. Many people knew that more had to have happened at the store and the request were unbelievable!

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Chapter One Part 2: The Store Episode Explained In Better Detail

Then the Master said, "Do you seriously think that I am going to allow your wife to suck my dick in front of this bunch of assholes for a hundred dollars? It will cost you another hundred and them twenty bucks apiece. I couldn't believe he would charge guys to watch and creamed my thighs again, my breath couldn't fill my lungs and I was so light headed that I almost passed out. Peter then actually pulled out another hundred and put it in his hand and six guys actually paid to watch! I couldn't really couldn't believe the audacity of my new Master at that point in our relationship and he then told me to step in a peep booth out of the center of the floor and kneel which I did as though in a dream; and then he pulled out his beautiful dick and there was a brass bell (which is machine tooled) on the ring and proceeded to have me kiss and lick it in front of everybody in the room and hallway. Being as the bell is to large to swallow and could actually hurt me, he removed it from his ring then had me suck and make love to my love stick, which I did with a zeal and gusto I know you have never seen unless you have seen me suck his dick!

After about twenty minutes of my finest efforts he took it away from my mouth which hurt my feelings, my ego, lowered my self esteem, was embarrassing as he had not cumm yet and frustrating me to no end believe you me!!! Then he said, "the store manager needs a nice tip for letting us use his booth, now suck his dick!" I was confused, hurt, feeling betrayed, I didn't want him to give me to somebody else, and all of a sudden I was scared too! I didn't know these people, if they would hurt me or what and the look on Peter's face said he didn't know what was going on either. When he started to protest for which I still love him for today, the Master said, "Shut up punk! You wanted your wife to be a whore and tonight she is going to be one! I'm going to make her a whore that will never leave me and make her prove to everyone here she is my slut and whore!" 

Peter started to protest again and the Master said, "A couple of you guys hold him and keep him quite!" A couple of the guys grabbed him, but Peter really didn't fight it and hen he turned back to me and said, "I said suck the managers dick, NOW YOU SLUT!" Still hesitating a little he grabbed me by the hair pushing my head towards the managers dick which was very hard by this time and said, "I said suck it! And beg him to do it, now!" I begged for it like a little girl that was starving for food and when he stuck it in my mouth he came almost immediately! He was one of those guys whose cumm was really salty and had a funky taste. The Master said, "Swallow every drop do you hear me? If a drop falls on the floor, I will beat you and then make you lick it up like the bitch in heat you are, understood?" I replied, "Yes Master" and started at that moment a life of degradation that I have craved like the air I breathe ever since. Then he made me suck each one of the guys that had paid him the money before I started after he first made me beg them to suck their cocks and plead with each one of them for a quarter for my mouth! Then he made Peter apologize for only being able to offer them a scummy, slutty, two-bit whore and give them their quarters back plus a five-dollar bill!

It was the first time I had ever done anything with a black guy and in keeping with the degradation, humiliation and nasty talk, my Master always calls them niggers, which has always amazed me as none of them has ever gotten mad at being called that! My Master says it is because he is giving them a white fox slut and that by saying that to me, it also builds their egos, but I'm not sure at all about it, I just like to fuck them and if it makes him happy and they let him……

I was really hesitant at that time, not because of size, but more from the fact I was Jewish, from the South where it is still a major taboo and because of it, I felt like I was fucking an animal.

They weren't businessmen, laborers or something and their cocks were a little disappointing at the time because I was expecting these giant snakes. Don't get me wrong they weren't tiny or anything, it's just you always hear these stories so I was taken back by these average sized uncut cocks (I have since then met a few who make the stories true! lol)

It was actually the first time I ever had two cocks trying to get in my mouth at the same time, everybody was cheering me on, but I just couldn't handle but one at a time with my mouth but I did use my hand on the other one while I was sucking the first one. My first taste of black cumm was I thought he pissed in my mouth it was so thin and spit it out! The Master came to me immediately and an argument started to ensue, but when it was explained everybody calmed down, but when I got my second it was as thick and gooey as anything else I have ever had except my Masters. His is the thickest I have ever seen in all my life even watching movies!!!

The odor of a niggers balls is much more pungent than a white man's and the aroma will assail your nostrils as you lick them, but you will never feel nastier when doing it unless you do it to a K-9.

It is hard to explain at how I was so mad I couldn't see straight being given away and sold like a tramp and at the same time I was reveling in the glory of being such a nasty slut, sucking 7 strangers including two niggers in less than a half hour, that I was so hot I was ready to fuck them too! But the Master did not command it, so what was I supposed to do and I that caused me to feel really greatly disappointed at the same time though I didn't and wouldn't admit it just then.

"My car is out front if your still serious about me fucking your wife! You do want me to fuck my new slut don't you?" 

Peter stammered, "Ye, ye, ye, yes" and that's when I noticed that he had his cock out and was masturbating while he was watching this spectacle that I had made of myself and to add insult to injury, there was a guy on his kness licking the head of his cock!. He was actually letting a fucking faggot (my Master only refers to them as faggots and I do this for him remember) suck his cock while a bunch of strangers including two niggers where taking turns letting me suck their cocks! I couldn't believe it at the time and he wasn't even embaressed, he just kept jerking off and letting the faggot suck his cock. 

Then the Master did something that sealed the deal and bonded us forever, He said, "First we have a little unfinished business here, he proceeded to masturbate in front of my face and when he came, he came on the floor! And then said, "Lick it up bitch, NOW!" I looked up into his deep blue eyes while I leaned forward and sucked and licked it up like it was the sweetest nectar in existence (which to me it really is!!!) And then he said, "Let's go get a hotel room faggot" to Peter, "then I'm going to fuck my slut, right faggot." I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the next thing Peter said, he said, "Yes Master!" I could have shit right then and there! With no build up, no notice, anticipation of it or any concept, my husband had just acknowleged my Master as his own!! I cannot put into words how that concept will fuck up your head!!!!! "What did you say faggot? The Master replied. "I sa-sa-s-said, Yes Master!"

"Who told you, you could call me Master, faggot?" he exploded into a fury and actually struck Peter in the face! "N-n-n-no one sir, I just want you to be and I will do anything to prove it!" He said as he started to stammer and then said quite steadly as he finished the statement in exclamation. The Master said in reply,"Anything, and I really mean anything?" Ye-ye-ye-yes Master, anything!" Well faggot I want you to suck that faggots cock that has been sucking yours now!" YES SIR, MASTER SIR!" Peter replied in a voice I had never heard before and got on his knees and started sucking the faggots cock, which made my Master laugh like a mad-man, I was beginning to think things were getting way out of hand! I mean this was only our second time out and I had found out I liked being a to be used by groups of men and my husband had not only said he wanted to be a slave, he was on his knees in front of my Master and nine strangers (two of them were faggots and weren't interested in paying to watch. When Peter was standing in the doorway jerking off is when one of them had started sucking his cock) sucking a faggots cock while I was watching, my head still spins at how fast and easy it happened!!

Then my Master, the gentleman that he is, held out his hand to assist me to my feet and then offered his arm for me to hold while Peter finished giving his first blow job and then the Master ordered Peter to buy a strap-on Jeff Stryker dildo (which was for me to wear when he made me fuck Peter's ass later that night) and then the three of us exited with my makeup still messed up looking like a really nasty tramp and whore with cum-stenched breath to the cheers of my first, but not my last roomful of horny men.

To be continued…. if encouraged.