3 comments/ 33621 views/ 5 favorites Prime Merchandise By: RonWCB I've always believed that people should use whatever talents they have to their fullest ability. Some guys are born athletes; some excel in business or the stock market. Me, I've always had an uncanny knack for reading women, or more specifically, spotting submissive women. There are more of them than you realize. In fact many women don't even fully realize their own desire to be used and abused by a dominant man. My name is Ron and I earn my living in sales and development, but more of that later. What I really want to tell you about is experience with Lisa. She's an exquisite blonde I met late one day when I stopped into a Starbucks to get a drink. "Can I help you?" She said with a bright smile as I strode up to the counter. I spent a few seconds looking her over. She was tall, maybe 5'10 with full breasts straining against her white buttoned down shirt. Her blue eyes just stared questioningly as I took her in. "Who are you?" I finally said. She pointed to her nametag with a rather condescending smirk on her face. I fixed her with my eyes and she lost confidence in that smirk. "Not your name Lisa, I assume you are more than just a name, what I want to know is, who you are." She fidgeted self-consciously "I don't understand," she said, barely able to meet my eyes. Her bewildered look was adorable and I had the urge to toy with her a bit more but I decided to rescue her. "It's ok Lisa, I'll go slow, lets start with an espresso." I said, giving her a warm smile. She smiled regaining her confidence and turned to brew my order, giving me a chance to observe her shapely bottom. "You're staring." She said looking back at me over her shoulder. I gazed at her pert derriere a few more seconds before my eyes traveled leisurely up her form. Her hair was wound into a tight bun. "What have you done with your hair?" I asked with a tone of dissatisfaction in my voice, as she brought my drink to the counter. "I..." she started to say fumbling for words. "Here, allow me." I said, reaching over and pulling out a pin that had her hair pent up. It came tumbling down. She reached up and pulled a couple more pins out and then shook her head till her hair fell free around her shoulders. "That's much better." I said as she smiled shyly. She really did look much lovelier with her hair caressing her face. "Never wear your hair bound up like that, put it in a ponytail if you must, but not tied into a bun." She looked at me with uncertainly. "Anything else?" she asked. I guess it was about at this point when I realized that I had her hooked. It's nothing that I can put my finger on, just a combination of facial expressions and mannerisms, little things that I pick up on subconsciously. "Yes," I said, placing my payment on the counter. "Next time I'm here, I want to see you in a skirt, nothing longer than mid-thigh." With that I tipped my cup to her before tossing back the espresso and turned and walked out into the night. It was a little over a week before I made my way back to the Starbucks. Sure enough Lisa was there behind the counter, hair in a ponytail. She smiled warmly as she saw me. I walked up to her and told her to step back from the counter so I could see her lower half. She blushed and did as I asked revealing that she was indeed wearing a black mid-thigh skirt. I admired her long sexy legs. "What time do you get off work tonight?" I asked. "My shift ends in a little over an hour." She responded. "Excellent," I said, "there's a tavern across the street, I'll meet you there, if I'm not there when you arrive, wait for me." She simply nodded as I left. After running a couple errands I finally showed up at the tavern about 2 hours later. I saw Lisa perched on a stool at the bar as I entered. I saw that she had an irritated look on her face. The poor dear was probably upset that I kept her waiting and no doubt had rehearsed in her mind exactly how she was going to chew me out. I never gave her a chance, I walked up to her and as she opened her mouth to speak I gave her a long deep kiss. I noticed the way the fragrance of whatever shampoo she used blended perfectly with the hint of perfume she was wearing, very nice I noted. Her lips tasted like the chardonnay she had been drinking and added to the entire experience. When our lips finally parted I turned to the bartender and asked him how much? He passed me a bill for $8.00. I laid a ten on the bar and took Lisa by the hand and said, "lets go." "Where are we going?" Lisa asked. "Your place." I told her, leading her out of the tavern. "But what about my car?" "You're working tomorrow, aren't you?" I asked. "Yes, I start at four." "Excellent, I'll have you back here by then." I said as I ushered into the passenger seat of my car. On the way to her place I questioned her about her background. Nothing important, I like to be able to look people in the eyes when I ask them sensitive questions. She told me that she was 22 years old and that she had grown up in a small town in Michigan. She came to New York to go to college and study art but she had dropped out when her scholarship money ran out before earning a degree. Her apartment building wasn't in the best neighborhood but I was very impressed when we entered her apartment. While it was rather small it was very neat and tastefully decorated. Adorning the walls were several sketches of nude female forms. "Would you like a drink?" She asked. I moved closer to one of the sketches to study it. The detail in the way the muscles subtly shaped the subjects form showed real talent. "Yours?" I asked. "Yes, I did that one two years ago." "Very nice," I said, admiring it for another minute. I then looked around and saw a closed door that had to be her bedroom. I went over to it and opened the door and stepped inside. "Hey!" She said. Following me into her room. Turning to face her I told her, "I'll take a vodka martini." "What?" she said. "A vodka martini," I repeated, "Do you have vodka and vermouth?" "Well, yes, but..." "Excellent, Throw in an olive if you have one." I said waiving her off before opening the door to her small closet. She hesitated just a second before rushing off to fix my drink. I found a typical variety of clothes in her closet, including several brand new short skirts, which still had the sales tags on them. I had to smile thinking about her stocking up on these garments per my instructions. I then walked over to her dresser and began going through the drawers. "Finished playing with my undies?" She asked, walking back into the room and holding my drink out to me. "Not quite," I responded without looking at her. I examined several more pairs of panties before closing the drawer and taking the drink from her hand. I took a sip of the martini before setting it down on the dresser. I then pulled Lisa to me and looked deep into her eyes. The desire in her eyes was clear. Her arms went up to caress my head as I pressed my lips to hers. My hands moved down to kneed the firm cheeks of her ass as I pressed her into me. I broke the kiss and began unbuttoning her top. She lowered her arms compliantly as I dropped her blouse off of her shoulders. I then removed her bra and her very full breasts spilled out. I turned her around so that she was facing her full-length mirror and pressed her back into me as I rolled her nipples in my fingers. She let out a soft moan as I kissed the side of her neck and she began grinding her butt into my crotch. I then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. We both were watching ourselves in the mirror as I continued to caress her nipple with my left hand as my right hand slipped inside her panties to feel her wetness. Her breathing became deeper and deeper as I stroked her pussy. She ground her backside into me more fervently as her climax approached. When I sensed she was reaching the point of no return, I suddenly stopped, saying "not yet." I turned her around and moved my fingers to her mouth, coating her lips with her juices and then kissed her deeply. Reaching down I lowered the thong panties she was wearing and she stepped out of them. I sniffed the panties deeply and then placed them in my pocket. I admired her magnificent nude body for a moment before I began unbuttoning my shirt. Lisa dropped to her knees and tugged at my belt to open it and then unbuckled my pants and lowered them. She licked the length of my stiffening cock before taking it into her mouth. I stroked her hair and she looked up at me, the sight of her angelic face with her lips wrapped around my cock was truly erotic. I did make a mental note though that she needed more work on her deep-throat technique. I enjoyed her oral ministrations for a few more minutes before I took her by the hand lifted her to her feet. I then finished removing my clothes and laid her down on her bed. She instinctively lied down on her back and spread her legs wide. I admired her little strip of pubic hair, that would have to go, but it could wait for another time. I moved on top of her and began rubbing the head of my cock over her pussy lips sending ripples of pleasure through her. She inhaled sharply as I plunged my full length into her. I began rhythmically stroking in and out of her, watching carefully as her excitement mounted. After a few minutes her chest was heaving and she moved in unison with me and began a guttural moan. "Stop," I said without slowing my pace, "hold back, I don't want you to come yet." She looked at me wide eyed trying to comply. I picked up my pace and began fucking her harder. "Don't come," I warned her, "control yourself, hold it back." "Nnnnnnnnnnnnn" she gasped as she screwed her eyes shut, doing her best to ward off the impending climax. I continued pounding into her and when I felt she could take no more I suddenly pulled out. She let out a dismayed sigh. I rolled her onto her side and moved behind her. I lifted her leg and began rubbing my cock against her puckered asshole. She let out a gasp as I slowly pressed my cock into her backside. Lisa lifted her leg higher to ease my entry. I buried my cock fully into her ass and just laid motionless for a minute allowing her to get used to my size. I then began to slowly grind back and forth into her ass. Her hands moved down to begin stroking her pussy but I grabbed her wrists and held them to her chest. "Your body is for my pleasure, not for yours." I hissed into her ear as I began pushing faster and faster into her. Her ass was hot and tight and coupled with the moans escaping her lips with my every thrust, it was only few minutes before I buried my cock as far as it would go and shot my cum deep into her. "Ahhhhhh." I said as I climaxed. I then slowed my motion to a stop and kissed her neck. I left my wilting cock in her ass and continued holding onto her wrists as a blissful sleep overtook me. I woke up in the morning to the sight of Lisa's cute butt as she made her way to the bathroom. I stretched out on the bed. Lisa emerged a few minutes later wearing the only the blouse she had worn the previous day. "Hey you." She said smiling down at me when she saw I was awake. She bent down to give me a quick kiss. I pulled her on top of me and gave her a deep kiss, tasting her minty toothpaste. "Fix me some breakfast, I'm going to take a shower." I told her, heading for the bathroom. When I came out a few minutes later I was greeted with the fragrance of coffee toast and eggs. "Do you have to work today?" Lisa asked as she served me a couple eggs and I began buttering my toast. "Just what is it that you do anyway?" "Sales and product development, and I'm always working." I told her. "Do you work for a large company?" "I'm more of a private contractor." I replied holding up my cup for a refill. "But enough about me, tell me more about that Starbucks career." Over the course of breakfast I obtained a lot of information from her. She has one younger sister, 19. Her parents are divorced, Mom still living in Michigan and dad off to Texas to pursue an engineering job. She had played basketball through most of her grade school years. Lost her virginity at 15 to an 18-year-old neighbor. Had several relationships over the past few years but nothing lasting over 6 months. Had experimented with lesbian sex in college with a roommate and has never had sex with a black guy, doesn't find them attractive. She has never tried any group sex, she masturbates occasionally, fingers only – no toys, she is on birth control. And had never tried anal sex, till I came along that is. After we finished breakfast I told her to take a shower while I grab a bag from my car. She started heading to her room to get some clothes but I stopped her telling her I had some things for her to wear. I retrieved my duffle bag and returned to her apartment. I put on a change of clothes I had in the bag for myself, and then sat on the couch. Lisa came out in a few minutes with a large towel wrapped around her body. "So what am I wearing?" "I'll tell you what you're not wearing, those cheap department store under things you have in your bedroom, I want you to throw all that garbage out today." "No way!" she said defiantly. "OK Lisa, here's your first lesson. Whenever you disobey or displease me I'm going to raise my hand and snap my fingers. This is a signal that you are to immediately place yourself across my lap and receive 10 smacks on your butt and believe me, these are not going to be love taps. For every second you delay getting into position, you are going to receive an additional smack." I then raised my hand and snapped my fingers. A look of panic and confusion clouded her pretty face. "One." I calmly counted, "two, three." Her panic grew; I could tell her mind was racing a mile a minute as she tried to come to a decision. As I reached five she suddenly flung herself across my lap. I smiled as I pulled up her towel, exposing her beautifully rounded posterior. I don't know what it is about the female bottom that I find so attractive. I had heard once somewhere a long time ago that American men were much more focused on breasts and European men preferred a shapely bottom. They said that this was because breast-feeding was more common in Europe and so Americans become fixated on breast due to being denied them at a young age. I think that explanation is bullshit but I certainly fall into the European category in this respect. I don't really even know if I was breast-fed or not. I gave Lisa her first smack, it was extremely hard and she let out a shriek. If she thought I was playing at first, those illusions were now certainly dispelled. By the third smack her bottom was turning a bright red and she was pleading with me to stop. By the seventh she was crying uncontrollable, barely able to catch her breath between sobs. When I was a boy my family bought me a puppy and I took it for lessons. The class had maybe a dozen people in it, all with puppies and the instructor happened to have a new somewhat older dog, maybe a year old of his own, that he brought to the class. He explained that this dog had just been given to him by an acquaintance that could not keep him complaining that the dog was uncontrollable. During the class he started us giving our puppies some basic commands, sit and lay down. When it became clear to him that his dog understood the commands but was defiantly resisting him, he gave the dog a very agressive beating. The dog yelped woefully but there was no malice on the face of the instructor. Witnessing this harsh display practically turned my stomach but afterwards the instructor explained to us that what he had just done was not cruel at all and that it in fact this was an act of kindness. The previous owner had struck this dog on a daily basis trying to get it to obey. Not nearly as harshly as the beating he had just delivered, but nonetheless it was daily. His hope was that he would just have to give the dog one good beating that it would remember for the rest of its life and never have to lay a hand on him in anger ever again. This, he said, was in the long run a far kinder approach. The instructor warned us to not use this technique on our puppies because they were still too young to understand the lesson. Sure enough, he never had to strike that once "uncontrollable" dog ever again and it was happy and compliant throughout the rest of the classes. I never forgot this lesson. By the time I gave Lisa her fifteenth smack my hand was throbbing. I would have to think about using a paddle although I liked the psychological aspects of a bare hand striking a bare bottom. I'd have to consider this further. I pulled Lisa up and she buried her head in my shoulder. Her entire body was heaving and shuddering with her sobs. I put my arms around her and held her for a long while. "Lisa," I said to her gently as I pulled her chin up and looked into her tear streaked face, "that was truly unpleasant, please don't make me do that again." "I"...sniff.."I',m s..sorry, I'll try" I tenderly kissed her forehead, "I know you will." I placed her head back in my shoulder and gently stroked her hair. When her tears finally subsided I said, "Lisa, the clothing in those drawers is all hideously inferior, I want you to get rid of it, then I 'm going to take you shopping for some quality lingerie at some of the finer boutiques, OK? She nodded into my shoulder. I then told her to go wash her face and that I had a present for her. She bounced off to the bathroom. When she came out her spirits had lifted somewhat but she still had an uncertain look on her face. I got up and pulled a small bag out of my duffle bag and handed it to her. Her face beamed when she saw the smart Italian designer skirt and halter-top. They were a black matched set made of very fine material. "Go try them on and put on a little make-up." Her eyes were still red and puffy. "I think your black 4 inch heels will coordinate nicely also." When she returned she looked truly spectacular. The fabric hugged her curves in all the right places and the heels made her long legs all the sexier. The smile on Lisa's face lit up the room "It's beautiful, I love it." She said as she threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. Then, without being asked, she retrieved a garbage bag from the kitchen and began emptying the contents of her underwear drawer into it. "This skirt is very short, couldn't I keep one pair of panties until I get some new stuff." She asked. I simply shook my head no and she placed the last of her underwear in the bag before tying it up. I carried the bag out and threw it into the dumpster as we made our way to my car. Our first stop was a Sloggi outlet. I've always found their merchandise to be of superior quality and very stylish. We walked in and were greeted by a very attractive young salesgirl. She introduced herself as Candace and asked if she could be of assistance. I looked her over, she was almost Lisa's height but much smaller bosomed, I guessed B cups compared with Lisa's Ds. She had long curly chestnut colored hair and bore a striking resemblance to Nicole Kidman. I told Candace that we were here to purchase a number of items for Lisa but that I wanted to start with a simple pair of thong panties that Lisa could put on immediately. Candace selected a black pair that she said would go with Lisa's outfit. I told Lisa to try them on. Candace and I were still talking right outside the fitting room when Lisa came out. "Let's see. I said. Lisa shyly lifted the front of her skirt and I examined the fit. "Very nice, and the backside?" I asked. I could tell Lisa was thinking of refusing but as soon as I started to raise my hand she spun around and lifted the back of her skirt. Prime Merchandise "Uh oh," Candace said, blushing and smiling incredulously seeing the angry red marks on Lisa's sore cheeks, "looks like someone was naughty this morning." "Yes, but I'm happy to say that she's behaving much better now." I said. Lisa lowered her skirt and turned to show that she also was blushing furiously. Candace glanced at me quite often as she helped us pick out several more pairs of panties and then I told her we wanted to look at her selection of quarter cup bras. Lisa looked very surprised but said nothing. After making several selections we went over to look at the nightgowns. The phone rang and Candace abandoned us to return to the sales counter to answer it. Lisa and I picked out some very sexy outfits and she went into the dressing room to try them on. I walked over to the sales counter where Candace was now involved with some paperwork. I noticed the jade pendant she was wearing. The color matched her green eyes perfectly. "It's been in my family for ages," she told me when I inquired about it. "My grandmother gave it to me a few months before she died. Everyone in my family says I'm just like she was, looks and everything." "Your grandmother must have been very a beautiful woman." I told her reaching for the pendant to examine it closer. I pulled it toward me so that Candace had to place her hands on the counter to maintain her balance. "Translucent emerald-green jadeitite, this is exquisite and undoubtedly very valuable." "I'd never sell it, I've worn it every day since it was given to me on my fifteenth birthday. I heard Lisa clearing her throat over my shoulder. I looked to see her standing there with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a lace-up black bustier, which looked absolutely magnificent on her. "Don't be stupid Lisa, put your shoes back on." She turned in a huff and went back into the dressing room. I released the pendant and Candace straightened up. "Do you have a card?" I asked. "Certainly." She replied. "Excellent, I'd like one, write your home phone number on it for me." "I have a boyfriend..." "Of course you do," I interrupted," but what you need is a MAN friend." I then turned and walking to greet Lisa as she came back out of the dressing room. I took Lisa in my arms and kissed her deeply. "You look fabulous, do you like it?" "I love it." She replied excitedly. "We'll take all the ones we picked out," I told her, "hurry and change, we have to get going, we have another stop to make." I took all the clothing to the counter and Candace began ringing them up. Lisa soon joined us and handed the bustier she had tried on to Candace. I handed her my credit card and when everything was settled she handed me the bag and a receipt along with her business card. I thanked her for her help and led Lisa back to the car. "Ron, did you get her phone number?" Lisa pouted. I pulled the business card out of my pocket, turned it over and sure enough there was a phone number written there. "I think so but one can never be sure, why don't you try dialing this up." I said handing Lisa the card. She got her cell phone from her purse and punched in the number. "It's an answering machine but it's her voice." "Excellent," I said, "why don't you thank her for helping us today?" "Ummm... hi... this is Lisa, I just wanted to thank you for all your help picking out clothing today." She dryly said into the phone before flipping it shut. I took the card and placed it back in my pocket. Lisa brooded in silence as we made our way to our next destination but that was alright, I knew she would get over that. We pulled into the parking lot of a store that advertised sex toys and marital aids. Heading inside I gave the owner a nod as I led Lisa to the back room. "I'd like to get her fitted for a chastity belt." I told the owner as he followed us into the room. "Do you have a WCB-1600 in stock?" "I'm sure we do." He said and left the room. "What in the world... a chastity belt?" Lisa said with an unbelieving look on her face. "Don't worry, you'll love it." I told her giving her a quick kiss. "He's going to have to make some adjustments to ensure a proper fit, remove your skirt." Again I saw only a moment's hesitation on her face before she began undoing the zipper to her skirt. The owner soon returned carrying a box, which he was in the process of opening. "OK lets get started." He said as he held the device to Lisa's feet for her to step into it. The WCB-1600 is a brilliant design of quality stainless steel construction, which while being very comfortable to wear and allowing full bodily functions; totally prevents penetration or even masturbation. It has to be precisely fitted though and this particular store has a small machine shop for just such purposes. He had Lisa hold the device in place while he made several measurements and scribe marks and then removed it and went to the machine shop. It took several rounds of fittings and adjustments until he got it just right. During this time I browsed the store and picked up a couple items for Lisa including a large black lifelike dildo along with a booklet on deep throating for her to practice her skills, a Ryder silicone butt plug and a tube of lubricant I paid for the items and we returned to Lisa's apartment. I had her remove her panties and slipped the WCB-1600 on her. I locked it in place and put the key in my pocket. I then presented her with the butt plug. "I want you to wear this at all times." I lubed it up and had her bend over as I inserted it. I then handed her the dildo and the booklet and told her I wanted her to practice daily until she could take it all. "Give it a try and let's see where you're at." I said. She started to insert the rubber phallus into her mouth but I stopped her. "Always practice while on your knees." Lisa knelt down and began again. I had to admire the breathtaking site of this beauty on her knees wearing nothing but a chastity belt and butt plug, eyes closed while inserting a dildo into her mouth. She had certainly come a long way in the past few days but she still had a way to go. She got the dildo about half way in before her gag reflex overtook her and she pulled it out. "That's a start." I said. "I want you to read the booklet and practice for at least an hour a day until you can take it all. Now lets get you dressed for work." I had her put on one of the new quarter cup bras, which pushed her large firm breasts up and out, a button downed white blouse and one of her short skirts. "Ooh," she moaned, "The fabric of this shirt brushing against my bare nipples is very stimulating." "That's the idea." I smiled, "Let's get going, it's almost four." I drove her to the Starbucks. "Will you be by tonight?" She asked hopefully, as I stopped in front of the coffee shop. "I have some business to take care of that's going to keep me for a couple days," I told her, "I'll catch up with you just as soon as I can." She frowned and I kissed her goodbye. "Be a good girl." I called to her as she got out of the car. "I have no choice now do I?" She said as she closed the door. I smiled to myself as I drove away. It was a week before I made my way back to the coffee shop to see Lisa. I could tell by the hungry look in her eyes that seven days of constant stimulation without any relief had certainly had an effect on her. "So, you're the mystery man." Another girl behind the counter said as Lisa greeted me. She was trim with dark shoulder length hair and sharp facial features. Quite pretty. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure." I said, giving her a smile. "And I can guarantee you that you never will." She responded icily. Lisa cut in, "Renee, can you watch things for a minute?" Renee simply shook her head and said, "Whatever." as Lisa beckoned me to the back room. "Where have you been? I have been so fucking horny." She said as she hugged and kissed me, practically grinding her body against mine. I could feel her hard nipples pressing into me through the thin fabric of her blouse. I caressed her bottom and my fingers probed under her skirt and between her cheeks feeling for the butt plug. "Don't worry," she said, "it's there. I've worn that damn thing every day this week." "Good girl," I said, giving her a pat on the butt, "what time do you get off tonight?" "I need to get off right now." She said as she dry humped me, the chastity device making this a futile effort. "All in good time sweetheart have a little patience." "fuck patience, I need cock." She hissed. She was truly like a racehorse itching to bolt out of the gate. "Damn, I wish I could remember where I left the keys to that chastity belt." Her eyes flew open wide for a second until she realized I was joking, she then punched me on the shoulder. "My shift ends in forty five minutes but I might be able to get Renee to cover for me and sneak out early." "She's a friendly one." "Oh don't mind her, she just thinks you're taking advantage of me." "You never know, she might be right." I said. "Forty five minutes will be fine, it will give me an opportunity to make some preparations. I'll be at your apartment in about an hour." She looked at me dubiously. "Do you promise you'll be there?" I put my arm around her waist and started walking for the door. "Let's see if I can get out of here without your friend throwing some daggers at me." Fortunately, several customers had arrived and Renee was busy filling orders. I gave Lisa a quick kiss and told her I'd see her soon. I made my way to the exit as Renee fixed me with an icy stare. I arrived at Lisa's apartment about an hour later. She threw her arms around me almost before I could even set my bag down. I fished the key to her chastity belt from my pocket. I lifted the back of her skirt as she was still embracing me and unlocked the device. As it fell to the floor and she stepped out of it, she wrapped her arms tighter around my neck and hopped up wrapping her legs around me as she kissed me more fervently. I placed my hands under her bottom supporting her and gently tugged the butt plug out of its home. She gave a little gasp as it popped free. "I need you bad." She hissed in between kisses. "All in good time." I said as I lowered her to the floor, breaking our embrace and placing the butt plug on the bathroom counter. I returned to her and began pulling the top she was wearing up. She raised her arms compliantly and I pulled it up and off. Her breasts looked magnificent in the quarter cup bra and she practically melted as I took one of her rock hard nipples into my mouth. I undid her bra and removed it, then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. I examined her naked body. "We must do something about that strip of pubic hair, I don't like it at all." "I'll shave it off." Lisa immediately offered. "Please." I said, gesturing her towards the bathroom. She went into the bathroom closing the door. Sitting on the couch I opened my bag and pulled out a digital camera and began getting it ready. Lisa returned a few minutes later and still naked presented her bald pussy to me. "What do you think?" she said. I leaned over and ran my tongue up her pussy, tasting her juices and smelling the faint remnants of shaving cream. This sent shudders through her body. "Mmmm, delicious." I smiled up at her. I picked up the camera and told her I want to capture this moment. "You dirty old man." She said with a mischievous smile on her face. I had her pose in a variety of positions all designed to show off her best assets. Toward the end I had her roll her nipples in her fingers and caress her pussy, heightening the look of lust on her face. There was a knock on the door and I looked at my watch. Right on time I thought. I set the camera down on the table and took Lisa by the hand leading her to the door. I opened the door. "Hello Nate." I said. "Hey Ron." He replied. Nate was a tall black man I had met recently at a health club. He was about 6'2, 200 some pounds of solid muscle, bald, with an ever smiling face and a friendly disposition. "DAYUM, you weren't kidding she is fine!" he said, examining Lisa's body as she pressed into me trying to hide her nakedness. "Lisa, this is my friend Nate." "What's going on Ron?" she asked with a bewildered look. I led her to the couch and had her kneel on the couch facing the back, and then I went around to the back of the couch and knelt down so that we were at eye level. Taking each of her hands in mine and holding them tightly, I kissed her and told her to relax. Nate dropped to his knees and began licking her pussy. I watched as the troubled, conflicted look on her face slowly melted as her passion took over. After a few minutes I could tell her excitement was rising. She was very near climaxing when Nate stood and lowered his pants. His black cock was rock hard and a full 8 inches long. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down against her pussy and then slowly pushed into her. A look of distress once again clouded Lisa's face but soon evaporated as Nate grabbed her hips and began steadily increasing his pace, plunging back and forth inside her. I studied Lisa's face as her lust began to take over and she finally closed her eyes and gave in to the pleasure. I could feel her first orgasm erupt through her as she bit her lip and clenched my hands letting out a guttural moan. Nate's eyes were also closed as he settled into a comfortable pace like a well-bred racehorse. Lisa began rocking her hips to match Nate's thrusts and soon shuddered through another orgasm. After a week of stimulation and pent up frustration, Lisa was now letting it all out and surrendering totally to her desire. She was moaning softly and began to sweat with the exertion. I stood and took out my own cock. Lisa took it into her mouth and the three of us began to move in unison. I could tell that the dear had indeed been practicing her cocksucking skills because she was nearly able to take my entire length with no trouble at all. A few minutes later Nate began moaning, signaling his impending orgasm. Lisa's talented mouth began working harder and she used her tongue to apply more pressure to the sensitive underside of my cock. I felt her spasming with another orgasm and this drove me over the edge as my body rocked and I began shooting my cum into her mouth. At the same time Nate bellowed plunging into her fully and erupted inside her. Lisa milked the last of the cum from my balls with her mouth and Nate withdrew and began pulling up his pants. "She is some fine piece of ass," He said as he bumped his fist into mine, "anytime you're up for a replay, give me a call." I told him I would and he headed for the door. I carried Lisa to her bed and then undressed before joining her under the covers and entwining our bodies. "Why?" she simply asked after a few minutes. "I need to break down your barriers, I want to open you up to new possibilities, new pleasures. Trust me." I kissed her on the forehead and we drifted off to sleep. In the morning Lisa and I showered together, sensuously washing each other's bodies. Afterwards I got dressed and then locked the WCB-1600 back on her and watched as she lubed and inserted her butt plug. "Have you been practicing with the dildo regularly?" I asked her. "Every day, I wasn't able to give my best effort yesterday because my mind was elsewhere. Want to see how good I can do when I concentrate." "Certainly." I said, and she dropped to her knees and began removing my cock. She licked my entire shaft getting it good and wet and then took me into her mouth half way. She then stopped for just a second relaxing her throat before continuing until her nose was pressing against my pubic bone. She held me there for a few seconds before withdrawing and smiling up at me proudly. "Lisa, you have made remarkable progress, I'm very impressed." Her smile broadened and then she went back to work on my cock, giving one of the best blowjobs I've ever had in my entire life. It was only a few minutes before I rewarded her with my cum, which she gobbled down greedily. I told her that I had to leave shortly and that I would be traveling out of the country for the next two weeks. She wasn't at all happy to hear this news but she kept her disappointment pretty much to herself. I then asked her if she had a spare key, explaining that I didn't wish to have another sparring match with her friend Renee. She found a spare and gave it to me. The night before had been a critical point and Lisa had come through like a champ. I knew things would be easier from this point on, the most treacherous gate having been crossed successfully. I was already in Lisa's apartment when she came home after work two weeks later. She was thrilled to see me but less enthusiastic about seeing the two men with me. I introduced her to Ben, a tall thin black man with a goatee, and Jerome, a somewhat shorter, extremely dark skinned black man who had a very dominant personality. Jerome spoke up first. "Your man here says you can swallow it all," he said as he started to undo his pants and pull out the biggest cock I've ever seen in my life. "Let's see if you can handle this bad boy." Lisa looked at me plaintively but I just returned her gaze impassively. She took a deep breath and then fell to her knees in front of Jerome. She took his cock in both hands and started licking. The already enormous organ grew even larger in response to her talented tongue. When fully erect it was at least ten inches long and three inches thick. Lisa opened her mouth wide and took the head of his cock into her mouth. The sheer size of this huge black staff in her mouth made me sincerely doubt if she would be able to accomplish her task. Inch by inch Lisa began taking it in, stopping momentarily when she had about a third of it in and then again when she had just over half of it. Then in one steady motion she pushed the rest of his cock into her mouth until her nose was buried in his curly pubic hair. "YEAH, that's what I'm talking about." Charles cried out as he gave his buddy a high five. "This bitch was made to suck cock." Jerome grabbed Lisa by her hair and began moving her pretty head back and forth on his cock. Ben moved behind Lisa and lifted her skirt. "Damn, what the hell do you have going on back here?" he asked, seeing her butt plug and chastity belt. Jerome pulled his cock out of Lisa's mouth and pushed her down so that she was on all fours to get a better look at her backside. "Don't that beat all," he said. She's got a damn butt plug up her ass. "And look at that steel shit wrapped around her." Ben said. "I'll take care of that." I said, inserting the key and removing the chastity devise. I then pulled out her butt plug. "There you go guys, she's all yours." I said before heading for the bathroom. In the bathroom I began meticulously washing the butt plug. I've always believed that whatever you do, whether it's painting a portrait or painting a barn, you should always do your very best. If you are careless and sloppy in one area of your life, it will undoubtedly impact other areas of your life. When I returned to the living room Jerome was sitting on the couch and had Lisa nude and straddling him as he fucked her and roughly pawed her tits. Ben was standing to the side removing his clothes. I noticed buttons from Lisa's blouse scattered on the floor, Jerome had no doubt ripped it off her. I shook my head. Pity to ruin a quality garment. Ben began stroking his cock and positioning himself behind Lisa. I told him, "Hold on," as I quickly went and got him some lube. He applied the lube to his cock, which was about seven inches in length and then motioned for Jerome to stop for a moment while he pressed his cock into Lisa's ass. Prime Merchandise The sight of her creamy white skin fully enveloped by the guys' muscled black skin was truly erotic. I was happy to see that Lisa was returning their thrusts and totally reveling in this lewd act. The guys stayed for over four hours, fucking Lisa in every position imaginable and using her as they wished. By the time they left Lisa was totally spent. I put her to bed and she slept soundly for ten hours. She might have slept longer but I woke her up and surprised her with breakfast in bed. I had prepared eggs benedict, coffee and fresh squeezed orange juice, which I served on a tray. She kissed me and then dug into her breakfast. I told her that I had to leave but this time it would just be for a couple days and that when I returned I'd take her out for a night on the town. "Where are you always going?" She asked. "It's business sweetheart, I'd love to be with you if I could, but duty calls. I'll make it up to you when I get back, I promise." She frowned but didn't object. "Don't forget to put on your chastity belt and insert your butt plug. "Yes Master." She said wryly. I picked Lisa up at her apartment a couple days later. She greeted me with a hug and a kiss. "Don't you look nice." She said noticing my suit and tie." "You're off work tomorrow, right?" I asked. She said she was and I told her to pack an overnight bag. I removed her chastity belt and butt plug telling her she wouldn't be needing them anymore. "Thank God!" she said enthusiastically, giving me a big kiss. "One or the other I could handle but the combination was driving me crazy." I told her to put on the Italian designer outfit I had given her and to pack her tight white cotton top, jean shorts and some comfortable shoes. "May I wear panties?" She asked. "Certainly." I said, and she bounded off into her bedroom to get dressed and pack. I had made reservations at a hotel in the city, which had a five star restaurant. We checked into our room, got our things settled and then headed down to the restaurant. As we were shown to our seats Lisa received many appreciative glances from both men and women. Not only was she very innately beautiful and dressed very alluringly, she now carried herself with an air of confidence, which made her all the more attractive. We had a delectable 3-course meal with Rock lobster as the main course and a fabulous bottle of Château-Grillet. After the meal we headed to a jazz bar that was attached to the hotel. The place was packed with a variety of people. Again heads turned as we entered. We got a booth and Lisa listened to the music as I scanned the crowd. "See that guy at the bar?" I asked her, pointing to a handsome middle-aged black man. She looked and nodded her head. "I want you to seduce him and get you to join you up in the room." If my demand upset her, her face didn't reveal it. I pressed the key card into her hand and sent her on her mission. She took a seat on the stool next to the black man and soon began making small talk with him. I'm sure the man couldn't believe his good luck as Lisa began to openly flirt with him. Before too long they were heading arm in arm for the door. Lisa flashed me a tight smile as she passed. I enjoyed the music for about forty-five minutes until Lisa returned looking a little disheveled. "Was he good?" I asked. "I've been so horny I think a strong breeze could make me cum." I smiled at her. "I'm feeling a little horny myself, how about some head?" Our booth was in a fairly dark and obscure corner. Lisa quickly looked around and then ducked under the table and began to undo my pants. I sat back and she proceeded to expertly suck my cock until I emptied my balls into her mouth. She popped back up her blue eyes shining and smacking her lips said, "A perfect desert after a fabulous meal." We both laughed. The next morning I ordered room service and we had breakfast in our room. Afterwards we showered together and I once again stimulated Lisa to the brink of orgasm several times only to stop and leave her frustrated. We got dressed, Lisa in her cotton top which was several sizes too small, hugging her firm breasts and leaving most of her flat belly bare, and her tight jean shorts which left the bottom of her sexy butt exposed. I told her she didn't need any panties today. Leaving the hotel I drove into a predominantly black neighborhood. I caught Lisa gazing lustily at several shirtless black men we passed by. This girl who just a few short weeks ago didn't find black men attractive had certainly come a long way. I pulled into a parking lot, which overlooked a public basketball court. There were about a dozen young black men there, most playing basketball and others just watching. They all looked to be in their late teens to early twenties. We watched for a few minutes and then Lisa turned to me and asked. "OK, which of those guys do you want me to seduce?" "All of them." I responded. A look of panic filled her face but it was quickly replaced by a determined expression. "Alright," she said, "I can do this." I kissed her and said. "I know you can." Handing her a blanket from the back seat I said, "There's a small secluded clearing in the woods about fifty feet to the right of the court, lead them there." I then handed her a tube of lubricant and told her to lube her asshole just in case. She nodded and unzipped her shorts, slipped them down then leaned to one side and squirted a liberal amount of the lube up her ass. She then pulled her shorts back up and gave me a deep kiss before grabbing the blanket and heading down to the court. All heads turned as she approached the court and began talking to one of the guys standing there. Soon the basketball game was abandoned and Lisa had the entire group of guys around her. One of the guys kissed her and began fondling her breasts. Lisa pointed toward the clearing and the entire group started moving in that direction. I got out of the car and circled around the woods from the other side to gain a good vantage point to watch the action. When I arrived at a good spot I saw Lisa was kneeling on the blanket sucking the cock of a muscular shirtless black man who was wearing a black bandanna, and the rest of the guys were circled around her. One of the guys began pulling up her top and she removed the black stud's cock from her mouth long enough to allow the top to be pulled over her head before continuing. A couple of the guys then began pawing at her breasts and playing with her nipples. The guy she was sucking pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood her up. He spoke to her and she began removing her shorts revealing she was naked underneath. Based on his actions I could tell he was the dominant one in the group. Black bandanna then pushed Lisa down onto her back and slipping down his shorts he mounted her. Lisa wrapped her legs around him as he bucked up and down on top of her. Most of the guys circling Lisa had pulled their cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they watched this erotic display. Black bandanna eventually let out a roar and gave a last few furious thrusts before coming to a rest. He stood up and was quickly replaced by another young stud. This went on for several rounds until black bandanna was ready for more. He pushed one of the guys who had not yet gotten a shot and was about to mount Lisa, out of the way. He then pulled Lisa up by her hair and turned her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. Still holding onto a fistful of her hair, he pushed Lisa's legs apart and started pressing his cock into her ass. As he began fucking her sweet backside, another stud took advantage of this position and moved in front of Lisa shoving his cock into her mouth. Over the next couple of hours the group took turns, one or two at a time fucking her mouth, pussy or ass. They then settled into a routine where Lisa on her knees sucking, the rest of the crowd would cheer and exchange high fives as each of their buddies would pull out of her mouth and spray his seed onto her face and hair and into her open mouth. Her face and hair were soon coated with semen and it was starting to run down her chest. I'm not sure how long they might have carried on like this but at one point as black bandanna sprayed his cum onto her upturned face, instead of stepping aside; he pulled up his pants and then picked up Lisa's nude body and threw her over his shoulder and began carrying her off. I ran out of the woods toward them and shouted, FREEZE POLICE!" This caused black bandanna to drop Lisa to the ground and the crowd to scatter in all directions. I ran up to Lisa and wrapped her nude body in another blanket I was carrying. I looked around but her clothes were nowhere to be found. As I carried her back to the car I asked her. "Are you OK?" She looked to be in a bit of a daze but she nodded her head and said dreamily, "That was scary but it was hot!" She dozed off and on as I drove her back to her apartment. She had received quite a workout, she had been as they say, 'ridden hard and put away wet'. I carried her up to her apartment and placed her in her shower. After thoroughly rinsing her off I filled the tub and gave her a long hot bubble bath washing her entire body. I then toweled her dry and put her in bed. She soon drifted off to sleep. I sat there watching her sleep for a long while. Her steady breathing, her serene pretty face. What was I feeling for this girl? Her training was now finished and I was rather melancholy with its completion. After a while I removed my clothes and joined her in bed, caressing her body as we slept. I woke before her and was fixing breakfast when she came in wearing a robe and looking quite refreshed. "Feeling better?" I asked. "Mmmm, wonderful." She replied, smiling and stretching. I gave her a kiss and told her to take a seat at the table and proceeded to serve her an omelet I had just finished preparing. "I have to travel out of the country for another two weeks, while I'm gone I want you to make arrangements to quit your job and end your lease on this apartment." "Really?" she asked with a wide smile, "are you taking me somewhere?" "You've got quite an adventure ahead of you." I assured her. "Everything will be explained when I return." Ten days later, early in the morning I surprised Lisa, letting myself into her apartment and sneaking into bed with her. "Hey!" she said, giving me a kiss, "You're early, I wasn't expecting you for a few more days." "Being mysterious is part of my charm." I replied giving her another kiss as I started unbuttoning my shirt. Lisa had been wearing an oversized t-shirt and a pair of panties, which I soon had off of her. Over the hour explored every part of her body with my lips and tongue. She was practically on fire by the time I finally pushed her legs apart and entered her. I made slow leisurely love to her bringing her to several orgasms. When I finally finished, I collapsed on top of her. "That was heavenly." She said, rolling on top of me and planting gentle kisses all over my face. We laid like that for a while, enjoying the moment. I eventually gave her a playful slap on her bottom and told her to take a shower. "Are we leaving today?" she asked "Today is the day, I'll pack a bag for you while you shower." "But I'm not finished packing up all my stuff." She protested. "When do you have to be out of here?" I asked. "I have till the end of the month." "Excellent," I said, "I'll take care of everything, now off to the shower with you. I left a bag on the bathroom counter with some clothes for you to wear." She hurried into the bathroom and I got up, dressed and got one of her small suitcases out of her closet and began filling it with the necessary items. "You are a dirty old man!" she said smiling coyly. She was wearing the outfit I had for her in the bag. A black halter-top, blue and white plaid micro-miniskirt and underneath, white thong panties. I smiled approvingly. "Let's go." I said picking up her bag. When we got to my car she started heading for the passenger door. "Back seat." I told her. She looked at me questioningly for a second and then climbed in the back seat. I handed her bag to her when she seated herself and closed the door. We drove through the city and then I pulled over to the side of the road in front of a woman who was waiting on the sidewalk. She picked up her bag and reached for the passenger door. "Back seat." I told her and she opened the door to the back seat and got in. "Candace?" Lisa said, noting that she was wearing the identical halter top and plaid skirt. "Lisa? What's going on Ron?" Candace asked. They both started peppering me with questions. I raised my hand and they both immediately fell silent, then turned to look at each other realizing that they had each received the same training. Lisa noticed Candace's fuller figure. "Implants?" she asked. "Yes," she replied, "Ron got them for me." Actually I thought her Bs were fine but I guess it's all a matter of taste. She now had full Cs, and while they were smaller than Lisa's Ds, on her slighter figure they looked every bit as impressive. We left the city and the fields began to roll by. The girls just looked out the widow, deep in thought and oblivious to the scenery. I finally turned into a large estate that had its own landing strip, a small plane sitting at one end. I parked the car next to a small hanger, we all got out and soon four black men were walking toward us. "Ron my friend, always good to see you." A tall smiling man in an expensive suit said in a thick Nigerian accent as he held his fleshy hand out to me. I took his hand. "Mallam, it's always a pleasure." Mallam was joined by an assistant type, dressed in a far less expensive suit, and two military looking types in fatigues. "New plane?" I asked, "I don't recognize it." "Yes," he smiled, "a little faster, a little roomier, you know, regardless whatever you have already, you always want more." He then walked over to the girls. "Absolutely beautiful," he exclaimed, "Ron, you always deliver prime merchandise, the pictures you sent didn't do them justice." I smiled, accepting the compliment. "You have to admit," he continued pointing at Candace, "that the fuller bosom is a definite improvement." "The customer is always right." I replied. "Ha ha ha," he laughed heartily, "Ron, you should have been a politician." "So do we have a deal? I asked. "Most definitely!" he said, "Lets go into the hanger, would you like a drink. "No thanks." I replied. Mallam said something to the military type in Igbo and immediately they each took the suitcases the girls were holding and dropped them to the ground and then led the girls inside. Once in the hanger, the girls were bent face down, side by side on a rectangular table. Their hands and legs were fastened to the table immobilizing them. A ball gag was inserted to each of their mouths. They then flipped up the girls' skirts, exposing their thong-pantied bottoms and stepped back. Upon another command from Mallam, the assistant pulled a small branding iron out of a fire and held up its cherry red tip as he headed for the girls. Mallam handed me a satchel and I sat in a chair and began counting the bundles of $100 bills. I soon heard a muffled shriek as Mallam's assistant pressed the brand to the side of one of the girls' right buttock. Candace, I knew. Then another shriek a few seconds later, Lisa. The girls were sobbing into their ball gags as I finished counting the money. Satisfied it was all there I zipped up the bag and set it down. I walked over in front of the girls and knelt down to face them. I untied their gags and removed them. They started asking questions but I silenced them by holding a finger to their lips. I pulled a handkerchief out of my pocket and dried their tear streaked faces and wiped their noses. "Listen," I softly said to them, "you be good girls and you'll be treated like princesses." I then put my lips to theirs and they each gave me a sweet, tender, loving kiss. "Remarkable!" Mallam exclaimed, shaking his head, "I don't know how you do it." There is something very special about the heart of a female, I thought. I picked up my satchel and Mallam walked me to my car. "I want you to do something for me." I told him. "Ron, for you, anything." "The girl with the jade pendant, Candace," I said, "I want you to ensure that her pendant stays with her always, it's part of who she is." "Consider it done my friend!" he smiled and extended his hand. * Epilogue Love is an occupational hazard in my line of work. Driving back to the city I was deep in thought, I always get very contemplative after closing a deal. Lisa had been truly exceptional. She was fun, sweet and very pretty. Could I have seen myself spending the rest of my life with her? Possibly, but there still seemed to be something missing. Just what it is I'm looking for, for myself I'm not sure, but Lisa certainly came very close. Was it that or was I just getting soft? Candace had been a little more strong-willed. She definitely had some Irish in her. I loved her in a way also. I had loved all my girls in a way. Maybe I should get out of this business; I had plenty of money and I could certainly be successful in a variety of endeavors, but I enjoyed this lifestyle. I like the chase and the conquest. It's the endings that always bring me down. Maybe some day I'll come across a girl who is too good to give up. I saw that my gas tank was getting low so pulled into a service station to fill it up. As I got out of my car I noticed a girl filling up an SUV. She was petite with shoulder length honey blonde hair, a full chest and an absolutely stunningly beautiful face. I walked over to her and smiled. "Hi, I'm Ron." "Hi yourself," she replied, "I'm Cheryl." As I mentioned before, I'm always working...