2 comments/ 6915 views/ 9 favorites The Crash and The Contract Ch. 02 By: cutegeekguy Day 2 - 19th May "Dad told me what happened." Lucy looked up to see the familiar face of her twin sister. She had had a difficult night and had not had much sleep, so it was a welcome sight. As she led in her bed last night she'd reflected on what had happened earlier that day and had started to regret it. She couldn't understand why she had let it happen and she was more than a little ashamed at how much she had enjoyed it and wanted it. But it was more the future that she was worried about. What had she let herself in for? What was this guy - Steve - going to do her? And make her do? She didn't know him at all. They had barely spoken. What was this guy capable of? She didn't feel any excitement about it at all right now, just fear, and she couldn't reconcile what she was feeling now to what she felt at the crash site. It was 10am, but she had already been awake for four or five hours just thinking. And worrying. To Christina, Lucy looked shaken. This wasn't what she was expecting. Her dad had told her that Lucy seemed to be ok last night. She walked into the room and sat on the edge of Lucy's single bed. "How are you doing?" she asked. "I'm fine" Lucy replied, not particularly convincingly. "I know you far too well to believe that. You look worried. But it's understandable. I mean, to have been in a crash like that, for it to affect you. Dad said you weren't hurt at all though, is that right?" "Yes, I told you, I'm fine." "Something's up hun, what is it?" Lucy and Christina had no secrets. They had told each other everything in the past, held nothing back, and knew each other inside out. They even both knew the intimate details of the other's sexual experiences and Lucy thought about telling her sister about what happened. Now didn't seem like the best time, but she knew she'd have to tell her eventually. So although she wasn't really ready, after weighing it up briefly she decided to just let it out. "It's not the crash." "What? What else has happened? It's not Chris again is it?" Chris was Lucy's last boyfriend who hadn't taken too well to the break-up. "No, it's not. It's kind of related to the crash though." "How? What do you mean?" "It's the guy in the car that I crashed into. We did some things." Lucy was speaking cryptically and was not her usual clear self. Christina couldn't work out what she was trying to say. "What kind of things?" "Things I'm not sure we should have done. But it's because of the crash. The crash was my fault." "But Dad said it was the other guy's fault, that he crashed into you. Dad said he'd even admitted it when he saw him." "Yes, but it's not true. Steve agreed to take the blame for me." "Hun, you're not making much sense. Why don't you start from the beginning?" "OK, OK. I was on my way back from uni and I was driving through the lanes a bit too fast. I got to the T-junction near Mrs Jones's, pulled out and just didn't notice this car coming from the other direction. We were both ok, but the cars took a bit of a hammering. I don't really know how we came out of it so well. "But I just got worried about the insurance. I'm not fully covered on Dad's car and I knew he'd go mental if the insurance company didn't pay out - the damage was pretty bad, I think it might be a write-off. So I tried to get Steve, the driver of the other car, to take the blame." "How on earth did you manage to do that? That's not something most people would just agree to." Christina was intrigued. There was clearly more to this than she had anticipated and she wanted to know what happened. "Well, I couldn't really think of anything to offer. I mean, it's not like I've got any money or anything. So the only thing I could think of was to say I'd give him a blow job." She looked up at her sister, with her cheeks bright red with embarrassment and a helpless, guilty looking face. "Oh my God! You sucked him off!" Christina was shocked by the revelation and couldn't believe her sister had done something like that. "Shhhh! I don't want Mum or Dad to hear! No, I just offered, but he didn't agree to that. Which was a bit of a relief as I wasn't sure I really wanted to do it anyway. But I couldn't think of anything else, and that's when he gave me his idea. "I didn't like it. He told me the only way that he would take the blame was if I agreed to be his slut for three months and that he could do whatever he wanted to me." Christina's jaw dropped. "You're not serious - there's no way! What kind of guy says that? What did you say? What did he do? Oh my god!" "That's what he said and that's what he wanted. Obviously I wasn't going to agree to that. But even though I tried, I couldn't tell him no. I couldn't say I didn't want it. I didn't say yes. But I didn't say no. I was just shocked. Frozen. Didn't know what to do." "So what happened?" This was getting juicier and Christina was now wide-eyed, eager to know all of the gory details. "Nothing, to begin with. I tried to bring myself to say no, to leave, but it just didn't happen. And I don't know why. I knew exactly what I needed to say, and I meant to say it, but it just didn't come out. "After a while he touched me, and then I really didn't know what to do. I knew I should have just left, and run away, but I didn't. I just let him. "Then he began to undress me - right there on the side of the road. And I just stood there. I knew I should have gone, but I didn't do anything about it." "No way - you let him take your clothes off - all of them?" Christina was shocked. This was her innocent twin sister, and it was completely unlike her. Christina was always the one who experimented, who tried new things, who did things first. Lucy wasn't. She wasn't very adventurous and only did what she felt she was safe doing. This was completely out of character for her. "Eventually, yes. But it took a while. And why he was doing it he carried on touching me. After he took my bra off, he started playing with my boobs." Christina moved closer to her twin sister, and gave her a hug. "Did you want him to do that?" She was getting concerned about this. She was wondering how Lucy felt about it and was scared that this guy had used her, maybe even raped her. What had he actually done to her? But he didn't seem to be forcing himself on her. Lucy could have walked away. But more than that, she was ashamed to say, the thought of the situation was now beginning to turn her on a bit. The story was hot. Imagining a guy touching her little sister, her naked little sister, on the side of the road. "I don't know. I don't think so. I wanted to stop him. But it felt good when he started and I couldn't bring myself to stop him. And I was a bit excited too. It was the thought that he shouldn't be doing that to me that excited me and I just let him do what he wanted. "Then he kissed me. He moved his hands all over me and he felt my bum. Why couldn't I stop him? Why did I let him do it?" Lucy's voice was much more animated now. "Oh, Hun, don't get yourself down. It sounds to me like you enjoyed it, didn't you?" "Well, yeah, I did. I know I did. But I shouldn't have let him, he shouldn't have done it and I shouldn't have enjoyed it." Lucy looked up to her, frowning. "Tell me what happened next." "He started sucking my nipples. It felt amazing. It really made me horny and I felt like I didn't want him to stop. "Then he undid my jeans and pushed down my knickers - and I was pretty much naked. He kissed me and I couldn't help myself - I kissed him back. I wanted it, sis. I was horny as hell." Lucy's talking was starting to get faster, and she was getting excited. Talking this through - telling somebody about it - was helping, but she still wasn't convinced she had done the right thing. This kept getting hotter and hotter. Christina still couldn't believe Lucy did this. She was starting to get more turned on as she heard her sister's revelations. She wanted to know everything. Lucy continued. "Then he touched me, down there. I was so wet and he started to rub me. It was in all the right places. It felt so good. The whole situation just made it somehow more erotic - being out in public, on the side of a road, with a guy I had only just met who had done this to me without me agreeing. "When a car passed by I couldn't help myself, and I came. I came so hard, it was the best orgasm of my life." Lucy's face was getting flushed as she retold her story and Christina was getting caught up in it too. "A car? You mean somebody else saw you?!" "He didn't care. He just kept going, even though this car drove by. It was amazing. And then I just wanted him. I wanted him to do whatever he liked to me. I don't know how he did it, but he made me want to be his slut. Is that wrong? Does that make me a bad person?" Christina now understood her unease. "No, hun, of course it doesn't. But this is hot! Oh my god! I would never have thought that you would be like this. But it's nothing to be ashamed of." But what Christina didn't know was whether she should be ashamed of how horny she was. This is her sister! "Then he filmed me saying that I was his slut. He said he needed a record of what we'd agreed. He made me say it. And he made me call him Master. "And then he made me suck him off." "You said you didn't do that!" "No I didn't, I said he didn't agree to me just doing that." "But I don't think I did it very well, because after a while he stopped me doing it and started doing it himself. He..." Lucy paused as she tried to think of a better way to phrase it and couldn't "fucked my face. He pushed his cock right down my throat, and it hurt, and it made me gag. I struggled and tried to stop him, but that just made it worse, he tied my hands behind my back with his belt. Then he carried on like he did before, and there was nothing I could do about it." "What?" Lucy had seemed to at least have some of this under control before, but not now. Now he seemed to be raping her and Christina suddenly became very worried. "Hun, is that what you are upset about? That must have been horrible." Lucy looked down in shame. "No, it wasn't horrible. Being tied up and used like that actually turned me on. You're right though - it should have been horrible. He was hurting me, I had tried to stop him doing it. But being helpless just made me really horny. Really horny. And for some reason it just felt right. Knowing that he could do whatever he wanted just made me wet. The pain turned me on even more. By the time he came all over my face, I was as horny as I'd ever been. I wanted him to fuck me. There and then." Christina was getting hornier. Lucy's story was amazing, and she tried to stop herself thinking about what was going on between her legs, but she couldn't. And she didn't know what to say or what to do. Was this really her sister, Lucy? "And he did fuck me. He took my virginity while I was tied up, pushed against a smashed up car on the side of the road with my face covered with cum. And I loved every minute of it. Nothing had ever felt as amazing as that and I just wanted more and more." Lucy looked at her sister, waiting for her to say something, to let her know that this was all ok. But she didn't; she just looked shocked. Her cheeks had turned red too, Lucy assumed out of embarrassment. "Oh, say something, please" she begged. "Sorry hun" she said as gave her another hug, a much longer one this time. "Don't worry about it. You've got nothing to be ashamed of. It sounds like you had an amazing time, and I'm glad your first time was so exciting. You're such a worrier. If you enjoyed it so much, what was so wrong about it?" "It's not that, I don't think, but he said three months. What else is he going to do to me?" Just then Lucy heard her phone go off. It was a text message from a number she didn't recognise. "Check your email. S" the text said. Lucy reached out and grabbed her laptop and opened it up. Sure enough, there was an email from Steve Thomson. She opened the email, which contained a link to a Dropbox page and a password. She clicked on the link, entered the password and saw a folder with a single file in it. It was a video file. She opened it and pressed play. The video opened out in full screen. Then, as she should probably have been expecting if she had thought about it, she saw her naked self on screen and she quickly pressed pause, forgetting that it wouldn't change what was being displayed. She looked around to her sister who was staring at the screen giggling. "He's sent you his film! We're going to watch what he did to you! You've got a hot body by the way" Christina joked. Lucy blushed. "It's almost as hot as mine!" The identical twins laughed together. "Quick, press play." Lucy reached out and did as she suggested. "You are my master and I am your slut" she heard herself say. "This accident was my fault. I am using my body for you to take the blame. My body is yours now. You can do whatever you want to it." Even after hearing the story and expecting it, Christina was still shocked when she heard the words. Her own sister had just declared herself a slut and offered her body to a stranger on film. She was now getting really horny and couldn't believe what she was watching. "I can't believe you said that!" she said, and Lucy turned around sheepishly. They both giggled again. The video sharply cut to Lucy on her knees in front of Steve. She reached out and grabbed his cock from his trousers. Christina watched her sister's face become hidden from view by Steve's erection and suddenly she realised she was wet. She heard Steve tell her to put her hands behind her back and then to suck him off. She watched in fascination as Lucy struggled to reach the end of his cock with her mouth in order to suck it. Christina's eyes were glued to the screen and the sight of her sister and the weapon in front of her. Watching Lucy practically rubbing her face all over his cock meant Christina was struggling to keep her attention away from the heat emanating from between her legs. As Lucy finally completed her task and got to work with her mouth, Christina couldn't resist it and slipped her hand underneath the long t-shirt she wore to bed and into her panties. Trying to hide her activities from her sister, she gently massaged her clit. She moved herself in time with her sisters bobbing head, and as she watched the film she couldn't help but imagine that it was her and not Lucy. It wasn't difficult, after all they were identical. Lucy's dyed blonde hair was the same length and colour as hers. Lucy's big brown eyes and cute small nose were the same as hers. Everything about them was the same and nobody would really know if it was Lucy or Christina on film. Lucy continued to pump away and Christina imagined that it was her mouth being filled by the hard cock. She was hardly an expert, but she had given her fair share of blow jobs and knew the feeling of a penis in her mouth. She opened her mouth and moved her tongue as though it was welcoming the cock and started licking the air, losing herself in her fantasy. The good memories of last night were coming back to Lucy, and other parts of her body began to remember. One part in particular. She looked so hot on film - like a real porn star! She remembered how turned on this had made her and she too began to get wet. Then she noticed what was going on next to her. Without making it obvious, she saw that Christina was clearly enjoying the video as much, if not more, than she was. And, embarrassed, she tried to forget about what her sister was doing and continue to watch the film. But she couldn't. The fact that someone - her own sister - was bringing themselves off while watching her suck a stranger off on the side of the road was too distracting. That just made her pussy wetter, but she was determined to not give in like her sister had. She cringed as she watched herself begin to struggle and take more of him and she became warm in her bedclothes. She knew what was coming but, even still, it still shocked her - the force that he used as he pushed his cock all the way down her throat and started to fuck her face. She wanted to touch herself, but she wouldn't give in, and just let the sexual energy build up within her. Christina gasped as Steve forced his way in on film. The sight of her sister being used like a slut was more erotic than any porn she'd ever seen. She was still fantasising that it was her on screen, that it was her being fucked and being used. She watched Lucy try to resist and force herself off of him. Then the camera must have been moved as all that she could now see was the sky. Something must have been happening because the picture was moving around sharply and continually. And then it focussed back on her sister, and she could see that her hands were tied behind her back. No more struggling now. He guided himself back into her mouth and resumed his pumping. As he continued to use her sister, Christina kept on rubbing herself. Her pussy was really wet now and the sloppy sounds were starting to become more audible. Christina was getting close and her breathing was getting heavy. She suspected that Lucy knew what she was doing, but it was too late now. She came as Steve pulled his dick out of Lucy's mouth and sprayed her face with cum. She tried to stop herself, but she couldn't help but release a small groan. She continued to strum herself as the film came to an end, amazed at what she had just watched, and for that matter what she had just done. "Sounds like somebody enjoyed that!" Lucy joked to her sister. Christina looked up, it was her turn to feel guilty and embarrassed. "But it was so hot! That was amazing." Her breathing started to slow and felt like she should draw attention away from herself. "You didn't look like you were enjoying that towards the end. Are you sure you are ok?" "Yes, I'm fine, thanks. I did look pretty sexy didn't I?" "You were incredible. I bet you're looking forward to more of what he will do to you. With his big cock." Lucy liked how her sister always brought a smile to her face and she was glad that she had shared this moment with her. But now she just wanted her to leave so she could get the same relief she'd just watched her sister get. Her fears of what may or may not happen had lessened to some extent, but they were still there. But she was also now a little excited. Having not got a response from Lucy, Christina knew it was time to leave her to it and made her excuse to leave. "Right I'm off to have a shower." Before she left, Lucy's phone went off again. It was Steve again. The text message gave her an address and told her to meet her there at 7, wearing only a tight fitting, mid-thigh length summer dress and with her pussy shaven. "Look what he wants me to do." She gave the phone to Christina to read. "But I don't know how to shave down there." "We'll sort you out" Christina smiled at her sister and walked out of the room. Once the door closed, Lucy reached for her laptop, pressed the play button again and gave herself the relief that she craved while she watched herself get taken again. ========== It hadn't taken Steve too long to put the video together. He didn't have any fancy software, so it was really a case of just removing the bits he didn't like, which were mainly when he was talking. He was impressed with how well he had kept the phone steady, with what was going on. It wasn't perfect, the phone moved around a bit, but Lucy was in shot most of the time. He liked the idea of sharing the video with her. It gave her something to remember and he also thought it helped to remind her that he was the one in control. He had a number of errands to run that morning, most pressing of which was phoning the insurance company, getting the insurance claim in motion, taking the blame for the accident. A hire car was on its way. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 02 After reflecting on the previous day's activities, he had mixed feelings. He was still astonished that he had been able to do what he did. He thoroughly enjoyed what had happened, and had brought himself off while putting the video together. But he was also feeling a bit guilty. He kept telling himself that she had wanted it. That look in her eyes before he fucked her. She had loved every minute of it. But he did continue to fuck her face even when she struggled and tried to stop him. Was that rape? But watching the video, and reminding himself of how beautiful she was, and how sexy she looked with his cock in her mouth, was enough for him to overcome his niggling doubts. He decided he needed to get his money's worth, as it were. He had three months of her. Why did he say three months? Why not longer?! Never mind, there's not much that can be done about that now. He didn't really know how he was going to go about this. He felt like he had a licence to do all the things he wanted to do but hadn't before. Previous sexual partners had either refused, or he hadn't been able to bring himself to ask. And he wanted to push her. But not too much. She could end the agreement anytime if she wanted, so he knew he needed to take it relatively slowly. But saying that, she had done pretty well yesterday. But why was he worrying about it, he thought to himself? He should just enjoy the rare opportunity that he had. He started to plan what he was going to do that night. He began looking online for things that could help. Lucy clearly liked being tied up, and he didn't have any BDSM equipment so started looking through the various restraints, implements and toys on offer, as well as the outfits. Just seeing what was available was an eye-opener for him. He had started to watch some BDSM porn, but was still surprised at some of the things you could buy. He moved onto clothing and found a number of outfits and items that he liked the look of. The trouble with online shopping carts is that they don't fill up in the same way real ones do, and when he went to view his basket he was staggered at how much he had decided to buy, and the cost of it. But he decided he would probably only have this opportunity once in his life, so should make the most of it, and bought it all. But that wouldn't help with tonight. And then an idea sprang to mind and, once he sent her the film, he sent a text to Lucy to tell her what to do. He had wanted to get everything sorted the previous night, but he had gone out for a few beers with his mates, as he often did on a Friday, after he had been picked up from the crash site and felt he should leave planning this until he was a bit more sober. He hadn't drunk that much he decided, so he shouldn't have too much of a hangover. On the way to the pub he had felt more alive than he had done in years. That had been the best sex he'd ever had. It had never been as exciting before and he relished being the one in control, being able to do whatever he wanted. He had already decided that he was going to have her again the next night. It was clearly on his mind throughout the evening, as he wasn't following the conversation very well and his mates had to keep getting his attention. He was clearly distracted with something. It wasn't until Tim suggested that they try the new curry house that had recently opened in the nearby town the next day that they worked out why. "No I can't, I'm meeting a..." Then he realised his mistake. "Steve's got a girl!" Tim shouted. "What's she like? Is she hotter than your last one?" Steve didn't know what to say. He didn't have a girlfriend. He had a slut. He wasn't going to tell them that though. But should he admit he had anyone at all? "Shut up Tim! You're just jealous cos you haven't had a shag in a year, now go and get the next round in." He tried to bat off the endless questions right up until the end of the night, and thought he did a reasonable job, but he knew that this was going to be the main topic of conversation until he at least said something. But he wasn't going to do that. As he sat there, planning how he was going to have Lucy over the next weeks and months, he tried not to think about his mates ruining everything for him. He didn't know how they'd be able to, he just didn't like other people knowing there was a girl. To take his mind off it, he played the video again. ============== "Are you sure we're in the right place?" Lucy asked. The sat nav had taken them to the middle of nowhere. The houses weren't numbered so it wasn't clear at all which house was Steve's. She didn't want to have to phone him, but Christina seemed pretty sure she knew where she was going. Christina didn't have a car and relied on Lucy not needing hers. She had managed to convince Lucy that she should drop her off at Steve's house, which wasn't too far away from their house. That way she could then go on to meet her boyfriend, James, who lived a fair drive away. But it was also because of Christina's curiosity with Steve and Lucy's agreement. She wanted to see the house. She wanted to catch a glimpse of the man who had her sister under his thumb. She was intrigued with what he would do to her that evening and expected it to be much more exciting that what she would be doing with James. They had been having sex for a while, and though she enjoyed it, one time was now much like another. She wondered whether James would fuck her face, liked Steve had fucked Lucy's. No, she decided. They ended up driving down a long driveway. "This can't be right" Lucy told her sister. "We'll see" her ever optimistic sister told her. Sure enough, the house at the end of the lane had the name Willow Cottage, like in the text. "See - I told you I'd get you there." They pulled up twenty yards from the front door. "You're sure you want to do this?" Christina asked her. "No, not really. But I think that's part of the fun." Lucy had been thinking through what might happen tonight. She had come up with so many possibilities that she realised that she was best not thinking or worrying about it, but just enjoying it as it happened. She and Christina had spent a while that afternoon getting ready. They had picked out a red and white flowery dress that revealed a lot more leg than a mid-thigh length dress could have. It covered her shoulders, but it was pretty open, with the V shape revealing a hint of cleavage, although with no bra and her smallish boobs there wasn't too much to show. The back wasn't too low cut, just enough to show her shoulder blades. But most of the fun had been the shaving. Lucy had never shaved between her legs and was glad that Christina had offered to help. She realised it had been a while since they had seen each other naked and she felt a bit weird as she sat on the bed wearing only a t-shirt with her legs open and her sister knelt down on the floor in front of her, watching her exposed pussy. But she was much more comfortable somebody else doing this than her doing it herself. First Christina covered the affected area with shaving cream. They had experimented with each other's bodies as they grew up. But ever since they'd had boyfriends that hadn't been necessary so it had been a while since they'd had anything like this kind of contact. Lucy watched as her twin sister scraped the razor along her pussy and had to admit she was enjoying the attention. It wasn't long before the cream had been removed, taking the hair with it, leaving Lucy with a bare pussy. With a towel, Christina mopped up the remaining cream and dried her off, before tracing a finger around the edge of her pussy, without actually touching it. "Mmmm smooth!" Christina said. "What do you think?" Lucy looked down. She was impressed, Christina had done a good job, and she put her finger down to feel her smooth skin just as her sister had done a minute ago. "Yeah, very nice, thank you." "Do you think your boyfr..." Christina stopped and thought. "Is he your boyfriend? Do you think he'd be pleased?" "No, I don't think he's my boyfriend." Lucy remembered what Steve had told her to call him yesterday. "He is my Master, and I think he'd be very pleased." "Master?! Oh yes, I remember from the film now. This just keeps getting better!" Christina laughed. Lucy smiled and they tidied up together. Now, as she sat in the car outside Steve's house, she was as ready as she was going to be. "Have fun" Christina told her, with not a little jealousy. "And take care. Let me know if you need picking up tonight, otherwise I'll assume he'll be fucking you all night long!" "Thank you" Lucy replied, rolling her eyes at her sister as she got out of the car. "See you whenever." She waved back to her sister as she walked up to the front door. When she got there, she noticed an envelope taped to the front door with the word "Lucy" written on the front. She grabbed it, and opened it up. Inside there was a note that said "Take your dress and shoes off, leave them on the doorstep with anything else you may have brought. Walk over to the picnic bench in the garden to the left." The text she had received earlier in the day had told her to wear only the dress, so if she took it off she would be naked. She wasn't going to just get naked here was she? It was a lot less public than it had been yesterday, but still, yesterday it had all happened to her. Steve undressed her. This time she had to do it all herself and it took a lot of courage. Then she realised that Christina hadn't left yet and was staring at her, wondering what was in the envelope. Lucy tried to shoo her away. Eventually it worked and Christina reversed the car and drove back down the driveway. Once Christina was out of her sight, she took a deep breath and did it. She put her handbag down and stepped out of her shoes. She undid the zip at the back of the dress and lifted it over her head, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. She folded up the dress neatly and placed it on the doorstep next to her bag. Then gingerly she walked over towards the picnic table on the lawn. She was glad it was May, the long English summer evenings meaning it was still very light and very warm, even at 7pm. Meanwhile, Christina hadn't driven off completely. Once she thought she was out of sight she pulled up and got out of the car. She then ran back until she could see Lucy again through a gap in the hedge and watched. Lucy was naked already! But no sign of Steve yet. She waited, expectantly. Once she had reached the picnic table Lucy looked around. She wanted to see Steve. She wanted to know that he was here and that this wasn't just some silly game to make her look stupid. She again thought through what else might happen. But why wouldn't he be here? There was another envelope on the picnic table and she quickly opened it. This one contained not just a letter, but a blindfold. She read the letter, which said "Put the blindfold on, lie on the picnic table on your back and do not move." What was all this about? Why was he making her do this? She just wanted him to come and take control. She much preferred things being done to her and it was fine yesterday when all she had to do was take it. She didn't like it. But what choice did she have? So she did what the letter told her. Obediently, she put the blindfold on and lay on the table. And waited. Christina again was intrigued. She was watching her naked sister put a blindfold on and lay on a picnic table on the garden of a strange man she had only met once before. What had she let herself in for? She watched and looked back at the house, wondering when Steve would emerge. If he emerged. Then she wondered whether he was actually there. Maybe he is on his way back and he would find her as he drove back up the driveway? The waiting was killing Lucy. She didn't know how long it had been. It probably hadn't actually been that long, but it just gave her time to think. Without a way to see the time it felt like ages. As if she hadn't had enough time to think about what might happen tonight already. Again, she ran the different possibilities through in her mind, wondering when something might happen. As she anticipated the different ways he could fuck her she started feeling the adrenaline run through her and she slowly became excited. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes, she finally heard some footsteps. Suddenly her body tensed up and she listened to the footsteps grow louder until they stopped and she knew he was there. Lucy's heavy breathing continued for several minutes while nothing happened. What was he waiting for? And then, much more quickly than Lucy could register it, she felt ropes tighten around each of her wrists before the ropes were pulled under the table, pulling her arms with her and she gasped. Before she knew it she was restrained - she could barely move her arms which in effect meant that the only parts of her body she could move were her legs. The ropes had been pulled tight and the position she found herself in was not comfortable at all. But she wasn't thinking too much about that - more what Steve was about to do her. But how did she know it was Steve? He hadn't spoken a word, if it was a he at all. She didn't know him well enough to know by his breathing or his touch. She was about to be fucked and she didn't know for certain who by. And then she felt him. He gently brushed her left big toe, and then continued to trace a line along her foot, and then up her shin, past her knee and up her thigh. As he got to the top of her leg he slowed down and moved close to her pussy, but he didn't touch her there. He continued across her stomach before moving his finger along the centre of her chest, between her breasts. Finally, he traced his finger up her neck, over her chin, her lips and her nose to her forehead before lifting it off her. Lucy was getting into this. The feel of his touch was electric and she wanted more of it. She was starting to get horny. It was the anticipation, the waiting. She knew she needed him again. His next touch was nowhere near as gentle. Lucy cried out as he grabbed both of her nipples and pulled sharply. The pain took her completely by surprise and she gasped for air. He continued to play. Twisting and tweaking, pulling the nipples towards each other and then apart. It hurt. But it wasn't entirely unpleasant and after a while she realised that it was causing her pussy to get wetter. He continued playing with her breasts for several minutes and they felt abused by the time he was done. Then he gently caressed her arm for a while, before firmly lifting her leg and slapping her ass. He carried on with this approach for a long time, switching from gentle to firm, gentle to firm, as he explored her body. And Lucy was struggling to cope with it. Without being able to see, her sense of touch was heightened and everything that he was doing was driving her crazy. Her pussy was sopping wet by now and her body was aching for his cock. Christina was watching every moment of this. Steve was making the most of his tied up plaything. Her sister. She didn't know it was definitely Steve, but she thought it probably was. Her eyes were glued to her sister's naked body as he played with it and explored every inch. Again, she imagined it was her and tried to think what it would be like to be tied up and played with like that. Her jeans had been unzipped a while ago, and her hand was busy in her panties. He was being rough with Lucy, particularly when he was pulling her nipples, and the thought of somebody treating her like that was exciting. She slipped a finger inside of her pussy and slowly fucked herself with it. With the other hand she reached inside her top and pulled on her nipples too, trying to emulate what was happening to Lucy, imagining it was her that the guy was having his way with. And then it stopped. Lucy listened for what was about to happen next. Then she felt his hands grab her ankles and she was pulled roughly to the end of the table, twisting her arms painfully behind her back and she screamed out. She heard him unzip his trousers. She knew what was about to happen next and she couldn't wait for him to take her. But it didn't happen yet. Why did he do this? He always kept her waiting and her pussy was aching for him. But finally it did happen. He lifted her legs and pulled them apart, resting them on his shoulders. She then felt his cock at her pussy. He slowly pushed it between her lips, and continued until he was all the way in. The feel of his dick in her was satisfying. The tension and the build up took far too long for Lucy and she was more than ready for him. He proceeded to slowly fuck her. This was very different to what happened yesterday. Yesterday it was quick. He fucked her hard and they both came quickly. Today, he was in no rush. His slow thrusts in and out didn't give her the quick release she had yesterday. Instead, his slow pumping meant it continued to build and build within her until finally an orgasm overtook her and her body shook, as much as it could, while he continued to fuck her. No sooner had her first orgasm started to peter out than a second started. She came violently against him, but he showed no change in rhythm and just kept going. Orgasm after orgasm flowed through her body and she wondered whether she could cope, but she was in ecstasy. After she lost count of the times she had orgasmed, she felt him begin to speed up and soon enough he pulled out of her and sprayed his cum all over her stomach and her breasts. While watching her sister get taken, Christina had been frantically frigging herself. For the second time today, she was bringing herself off while watching her sister get fucked. And for the second time today, she fantasised that instead it was her. She imagined it was her who was tied up on the picnic bench, helpless as her captor fucked her over and over. She saw her sister cum and continued to watch as her body spasmed, as best it could, around the cock thrusting into her. Not wanting to be noticed, she tried not to make a sound, but her fingers were working her clit for all they were worth, and she struggled to stop herself moaning. She came during what she thought was probably Lucy's fourth orgasm, and let a cry escape her lips. Thankfully, the sounds coming from the picnic table were loud enough to drown out Christina and they didn't seem to notice. She breathed heavily as she slowly recovered, eager to find out what happens next. Lucy felt the man wipe his cock on the side of her thigh while she was coming down from her orgasms. She was struggling to contain her breathing - this experience had been intense. She waited as she heard the man dress himself again. She desperately wanted to know who had fucked her, wanting to see his face, and again she was made to wait. But it wasn't too long until she felt the blindfold being removed from her face, and she quickly glanced up to see who it was. She smiled as she saw it was indeed Steve and she let out a huge sigh of relief. She was glad it had been him, and knew it probably was, but the thought of it being somebody else had excited her. Her arms were now aching. As her orgasm subsided, she became more aware of the pain and looked up at Steve as if to say "please". "Hello slut" he said to her. "Hello master" she sheepishly replied. It didn't take long before he reached under the table and untied her. Her arms knocked against the seats as she brought them back to her side. She lifted her shoulders and stretched her arms, in order to get some life back in them. "Come inside when you're ready, and you can clean up" Steve said as he walked back towards the house with the blindfold and the ropes. Lucy lay there happy and content. She bathed in the feeling, even with her arms still aching. She had enjoyed today even more than yesterday and was glad that all of the doubts and fears that had gone through her head today had been unjustified. She enjoyed the moment for a while, then managed to get herself up off the table and walked into the house to join Steve. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 02 As she saw her sister move out of view, Christina decided she should probably leave too. She had done her clothes up while Lucy lay there recovering. She looked at her watch, and quickly ran to the car after seeing it was past eight o'clock. James would be wondering where she was. Lucy took another look at this house. It was a large house, built beautifully out of Cotswold stone, and from what she could see from looking through the windows, the rooms inside were a good size too. And well furnished. Steve walked up to Lucy as soon as she stepped inside the house, still naked. He grabbed her arms and gave her a long kiss. As the kiss came to an end, she opened her eyes and looked up at Steve and smiled. "The shower is up the stairs, first on the left. There's a fresh towel on the radiator." She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then disappeared up the stairs. Steve watched her beautiful naked ass as she walked out of the kitchen as it swayed gracefully from side to side. Although he had the video, he had forgotten quite how stunning Lucy was. Her body was practically perfect. He had enjoyed every minute of their time outside. Having her tied up, he was able to do whatever he wanted to her, and was in his element as he tugged, stroked and spanked her body as it lay there solely for his pleasure. As soon as he thought of the blindfold idea, he knew it would work well. It was easy to stop himself from speaking when he reached her - he didn't want to give the game away, and knew that the thought of not knowing who it was fucking her would drive her wild. And he was right. He had struggled to make women cum before. He had never known with a women what he was meant to touch, how hard he was meant to rub, when or where he was meant to lick or suck, and when she was ready for him. But that didn't matter with Lucy. He could do what he liked. And he planned on making the most of his time with her. He continued to relive the experience in his mind while he cooked dinner. He'd never been much of a cook, Claire had always been the expert in the kitchen. But since the divorce he had got better and now had a few dishes that he was pretty good at. Tonight, he was going to cook cod in a white wine sauce with new potatoes and asparagus. A nice light meal for a warm summer evening. In the shower, Lucy was grateful for the opportunity to clean up. The cum had dried all over her front and she just felt dirty. Steve had a very nice bathroom, and she was enjoying the power shower. She would have spent longer, but she was keen to get back downstairs to Steve, so after a little while she soaped herself down, rinsed herself off and stepped out. The towel he had left for her was soft and it felt smooth against her skin. "I couldn't see where you left my dress" she said once she had made her way back down to the kitchen. "You do not need it. You will be staying naked for the rest of the evening" he told her. She wondered why he had bothered to tell her what to wear if he wasn't going to see her wearing it and keep her naked the whole time. Oh well, she thought. It doesn't matter. "This smells good. What are you cooking?" "Cod" he said as he squeezed her breast before giving her a slap on the ass. He smiled at her and went back to his cooking. "There's a bottle of wine in the fridge, and the glasses are in the cupboard up there. Take them through to the dining room through that door" he instructed. She obeyed his instructions without questioning and soon had the table laid too. Lucy wasn't really a fish person, but she wasn't going to say anything, and she ate up as she was expected to do. In fact, the cod wasn't too bad - maybe it was the sauce - and Steve was clearly a decent chef. The wine was very good, and she tried to stop herself having too much. She didn't know what would be expected of her later. "Who dropped you off? I wondered how you would get here" Steve asked her, curious. He didn't see them, but knew now that somebody else must now know something about him. "My sister dropped me off. It was en route to her boyfriend's. And I'm not sure I want to get in a car again just yet" she smiled. Steve laughed gently. He took a punt at her age. "So are you studying?" "Yeah, I'm doing a nursing degree in Bristol, just coming to the end of my first year." "That's quite a hard degree isn't it? Don't you have to do shifts in the hospital as well?" "Yes, I'm based in Southmead at the moment, working in A&E. The lectures finished a couple of weeks ago and I've got another four weeks before the summer break." "Hmm, alright." Steve thought a moment. "Can you send me your rota? I want to know when I can have you." "Yes, sure" she replied, turning her head away in mild embarrassment. "And when I can fuck you. Southmead's nice isn't it? They only rebuilt it a couple of years ago. I had to go there earlier this year and it's really impressive. What's it like to work there?" "It's ok, I guess. I've only ever worked there, so don't have anything to compare to. But it's just so busy, all of the time. The shifts are always really busy." They continued to talk as they ate, quickly moving on from work to more interesting topics. She told him about her family, where she liked walking and what holidays she had planned. He told her about her job, briefly mentioning Claire and the divorce and also talked about his holidays. The conversation was forced to begin with, but soon enough it started to flow more easily and they soon got to know each other as well as you can in one evening. After they finished eating they cleared up before working their way through the rest of the wine, and continued chatting for a while after the bottle was empty. "I think it's about time I fucked you again" Steve told Lucy. She didn't really know how to respond when he talked like this and decided just to stay quiet. He got up from his chair and walked around to her and brushed her hair with his hand. She was feeling quite lightheaded, but she liked the thought of being taken again. "Get up and walk upstairs" he instructed her. She pushed the chair back, did as instructed, and walked away from the table. He gave her a hard slap on the ass, causing her to jump forward a couple of steps. She continued to walk out towards the door and he startled her by creeping up behind her and he grabbed her breasts. "Come on, what are you waiting for" he joked as he pressed her body against his from behind. He reached down, pressed his hand against her pussy and gave it a couple of slaps, before pushing her on towards the stairs. She looked behind her, smiled cheekily, and started to run up the stairs. He chased her pretty little ass but didn't catch her before she reached the top. But she didn't know where she was going and the brief pause as she looked around was enough for him to reach her and he grabbed her arms and forced them behind her back. Then he pushed her onto her knees and moved around in front of her. He pushed her face into his crotch and rubbed it up and down. He pulled her hair back, bent down, gave her a quick, passionate kiss, and undid his flies. His cock was hard and he forced it into her mouth. He grabbed both of her arms, one with each hand, and pulled her back, forcing his cock deep into her throat. With his hands firmly gripped on her arms he thrust himself back and forth into her open mouth and fucked her face. He looked down to see her eyes squeezed shut as she struggled with the force he was applying himself with. He let go of her arms, grabbed the back of her head and she started to gag as he fucked her harder and faster. After watching the video earlier today, Lucy had remembered only part of what it was like. She hadn't remembered the pain. Now she remembered as his thick member thrust violently in and out of her throat. She remembered how it felt to be used like a cheap whore. And again it was turning her on. She was getting wet as Steve used her mouth. Steve loved how he was able to take this girl how and when he liked and was thoroughly enjoying it. But he didn't want to cum yet and before he got too close, he pulled out and gave her a hard slap on the cheek. He roughly pulled her to her feet and dragged her into his bedroom. He gave her another kiss while he reached down between her legs. She was very wet. He pushed her against the wall and rubbed her clit. He slipped two fingers of his left hand into her cunt, and started to fuck her with them, while pinching her nipple tightly with his right hand. His hand was getting soaked in her juices. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and shoved them into her mouth. "How does your pussy taste?" he asked her. She wasn't able to answer and just made some groaning noises as she tried to deal with the digits filling her mouth. She had never tasted her own juices before and was pleasantly surprised with the flavour. Not that she was able to think about it too much with what else was going on. He pulled his fingers out and rubbed the remainder of her juices across her breasts. He picked her up and threw her on the bed. She landed on her back and he quickly climbed on top of her. Lucy's heart was beating fast and she was breathing hard. She knew what was coming and couldn't wait another minute. The way he had roughly treated her since dinner - treating her like a slut and a plaything - was exactly what she needed and her body ached for him to finish her off. She opened her legs, inviting him in, and he was on top of her quickly. He slid his cock into her waiting pussy and began to fuck her again. He grabbed a wrist with each hand and pinned her onto the bed and fucked her hard. It didn't take long before she felt it build up within her, and once again an orgasm swept over her body. He wasn't far behind and as her orgasm began to subside he came and emptied himself inside of her. He pulled out of her and moved further up the bed, straddling her face. Knowing what was required, Lucy opened her mouth and Steve slid his softening penis in. She sucked the mixture of his cum and her juices off as he slowly slid in and out. Once finished, he playfully knocked his cock against both her cheeks and her nose. He turned her onto her side, and lay behind her, spooning her, with his now soft cock resting between her soft buttocks. He turned her head back to his so he could give her a final kiss goodnight. They lay there together, resting against one another, and it wasn't long before they were both asleep. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 03 Day 3 - 20th May It was Lucy that woke first. The curtains hadn't been drawn, and the sun was shining brightly through the open windows. She lay there content. She had slept very well - much better than the previous night - and the activities of the previous day had put her mind to rest somewhat. She knew that yesterday was a lot tamer than it could have been and she also thought that if the rest of the three months were like this then she would have nothing to worry about. But she knew that that wouldn't be the case. She didn't know how far Steve would push her, or what he would do to her, and although she was a little anxious of what was in store for her, she had coped well so far. Everything Steve had done to her, even though it had been for only 36 hours, she had thoroughly enjoyed and, even in that short space of time, she felt a lot more grown up, a lot more adult. As she lay there, she thought about the man who was cuddled up to her, naked. Her master. She thought about how she felt about him. She barely knew him, but already everything felt very natural with him. And although she was anxious about the next few months, she was really looking forward to it. She had to admit it, she was excited. She tried not to think about the fact that part of her was excited about the prospect of him making her do what she didn't want to do. But she loved it when he took charge and forced himself on her. She loved the feeling of being helpless. She did still have her reservations. She still wasn't completely comfortable with her new role as a slut. It all seemed so different to what she was normally like, and she wondered whether this was really something she should be doing and where it would end. But, hey, she was only 19, she thought. Shouldn't life be about trying new things and experimenting, especially when you are young? She was glad she had Christina to confide in and was happy that she had been so supporting and encouraging when she had told her yesterday. After a little while, she felt Steve stir, and heard him make a noise, though she couldn't really identify what it was. As he started to wake up, he fidgeted, while still spooning her, and rubbed his hands all over Lucy's arms and her body, and kissed the back of her neck. "Good morning, slut" were the first words out of his mouth as his left hand grabbed her left breast. "Good morning, master" she replied. His hands continued to move their way around her body and it wasn't long before his fingers were at her pussy. He started to rub gently with one hand while the other played with her nipple. She could feel his cock begin to harden against her back as her pussy began to moisten. He kept on for a while, just gently rubbing. It didn't take long for her pussy to become wet, but just as she was about getting close to orgasm, he stopped, moved his hand away and gave her thigh a slap. "Suck my cock" he instructed her. She was more than a little put out by the fact that he had got her so close only to stop, but she knew that he was the master and she was the slut, so he could do what he liked, and she quickly put the thought out of her mind. He rolled onto his back as she got up and turned around to face him. Kneeling at his side, she reached out to grab his cock and lifted it so it was perpendicular to his body. She opened her mouth and bent down and took the head of his penis in her mouth. She slowly sucked, taking a little more into her mouth, before lifting her head back off. She turned to see his face and smiled at him before lowering her head again and licking the dick from the base right up to the head. She then went to suck it again, this time taking much more into her mouth. She enthusiastically performed as good a blow job as she could, wanting to please her master. But she didn't take the whole length in her mouth. "You need to take more, slut. I thought we'd been through this before. I want my whole cock down your throat." "Yes, master" she said as she briefly let the cock out of her mouth before quickly getting back to work. She pushed herself and tried to take as much as she could, but it was difficult and she wished he would just do it himself. Steve was thinking surprisingly clearly for this time in the morning, especially in his current condition. "You need to try harder. You are going to suck me off until I cum" he warned her before he continued. "I am going to count each time you fail to take all of it, and after I cum in your mouth, I am going to spank you that many times. Do you understand?" With his cock still in her mouth, she nodded her head and made a "mmm mmm" sound as if to say "yes". She knew she had to force herself and get this cock down her throat, and after bracing herself, she got back to work with a certain level of trepidation. She wasn't really sure what that spanking would be like. But her first efforts clearly weren't good enough. "1...2...3...4..." She had to do something different. She put her hands underneath him and pushed his buttocks up while she forced her mouth down on him. After hearing him say "5" she did it and made herself gag taking the whole of his cock into her throat. Thankfully he didn't say "6". She managed to do this three or four times, but it was too difficult to maintain the intensity and after a while she wasn't reaching the base and Steve's voice confirmed what she already knew. "6...7...8..." It was much easier when he just used her mouth and forced himself into her, she thought. This was much more difficult. She was glad that she had woken up all that time ago as she was now fully awake and able to focus. She would not have wanted to do this half asleep. She managed another couple before she heard Steve resume his counting. And it went on like this. Successful for a bit, before struggling to take it all again. But she improved and it wasn't long before she was succeeding more than she wasn't. Eventually though, she felt his hips shudder and she knew he was almost done. She was relieved, but didn't want to let up and forced her mouth around him and held herself there. He gripped her head and cried out and kept it there as he came, making her swallow every last drop. Lucy was breathing hard by the time he had let go of her. He had held her there for longer than she was expecting and she needed to catch her breath. She was glad it was over, but she knew it wasn't really - he had counted up to 37, and the worst was therefore yet to come. He sat up and pushed her onto her back. He forced her legs open and reached down to her cunt. Surprised, she looked up at him. She was expecting a spanking, not attention down there. But she wasn't going to complain. He continued to rub her and she was still very wet. She had been concentrating so much on what she had been doing she didn't realise quite how horny she was. But again, like before, just as she was getting close he stopped and got up. Lucy was frustrated. Why did he do this? She could really do with cumming right now. "Let's have some breakfast. I will punish you later" he smiled at her, and started to get dressed. "You can stay naked though." Steve could see the frustration on her face, but wanted to keep her horny. He had planned a full day ahead for both of them and knew the hornier she was the better it would go. He needed to keep her on edge. "And don't think about bringing yourself off, either." He loved being in control. He could do whatever he wanted. Tell her to do whatever he wanted - and she would. He was a little anxious about what might happen today, but he wanted to push her. Once he was dressed, he walked up to her, still sat on the bed, and, lifting her chin up with his fingers, bent down to give her a good morning kiss. She reciprocated, but he didn't let it go on for too long. "Come on, I'm hungry" he said and walked out of the room and down the stairs. She sat there for a bit, now getting a bit angry as well as frustrated. But she managed to stop herself getting stroppy like she may have done a few years ago, and reluctantly accepted that he was the one in control and she would have to do what he told her. Once she calmed herself down, she got up and went to join Steve downstairs. Breakfast was already on its way. She could smell the bacon as she came down the stairs and, once in the kitchen, she saw he was also doing some scrambled eggs. "Coffee?" he asked her. "No, I prefer tea in the morning, please." Steve briefly thought about saying no, and forcing her to only eat and drink the things he said he could. But he decided that that was a bit too much today - he'd already withheld her orgasm from her twice. He only wanted to tease her, not annoy her. "Sure" he replied and put only enough coffee in the cafetiere for one, before making the tea. They didn't speak much as Steve put breakfast together. Lucy was glad of the silence, and sat and watched him. The tea was good. Still being naked, she had started to get a little cool. Not cold, it was May after all. But she wasn't warm and the tea did a good job warming her up. The silence continued as they both ate, each of them thinking. Steve about how he would make sure everything today went to plan, as much as he had a plan, and Lucy about her punishment. She put the punishment out of her mind as she tucked into her food. The breakfast was also very good - he was clearly a good chef. The bacon was just how she liked it. Well done, but not too crispy, enough that you could still enjoy the meaty texture. Steve watched his slut eat. His beautiful slut. She had a great body. Although he could only see the top half of her right now, he enjoyed the view of her small, perfectly formed, perky breasts. He thought about the other half of her, hidden behind the table. He was looking forward to spanking her cute ass. "Get these breakfast things cleaned up and then come back here and bend over the table, ready for your punishment." "Yes, master" she replied, and began gathering up the plates and mugs. It could have been done a lot more quickly, but she wanted to put her punishment off and was particularly slow in loading the dishwasher. But there was only so long she could take, and eventually she faced the inevitable and made her way over to the table. "Please don't hurt me" she asked him quietly. Steve laughed. "Hurting you is the whole point. Now, bend over." Lucy gulped and did as instructed. "Now, how many times do I need to spank you?" "37" she replied, reluctantly accepting the extent of the punishment. "That's right. Here we go." The first one came down hard on her right cheek. It was much harder than she was expecting and she was surprised at how much it hurt, but Lucy stopped herself from crying out and braced herself for more, not sure whether she could cope with another 36. Having never spanked anyone before, Steve wasn't too sure how hard he should spank. But he didn't want to appear soft, so he had decided to go as hard as he could. He could always soften up later if he needed to. "1" he said. He gently rubbed her left cheek, before proceeding to give that a hard spank too. "2...3...4..." He continued to administer his thrashes slowly and her lovely bottom was already starting to redden. He didn't let up, maintaining the force of the previous strokes.. "5...6...7..." Lucy was breathing heavily. The continual spanking was more painful than she could have imagined and her ass was really stinging now. It didn't help that Steve was also pushing her chest hard into the table with this other hand. "Please stop, master" she cried out. He ignored her. "8...9...10..." Steve was in his element. Her ass now looked incredibly sexy with his red handprints all over it, and he started to speed up. He loved the fact he could do this no matter what Lucy said or did, and her protests made it all the better for him. Lucy was now in a lot of pain, and a tear ran down her cheek as she started sobbing gently. "11...12...13...14...15...16...17...18...19..." The increased pace didn't let Lucy recover in between spanks, and she was crying out. The pain was too much and she didn't know whether she could take any more of it. "Stop, master, please stop, no..." But he kept on. "20...21...22...23...24...25...26..." But despite the pain that she was struggling to bear, the blood rushing to her poor bottom meant that this was starting to become exciting. She was helpless under this continual punishment, not able to do a single thing about it. The fact that she really wanted it to stop and that he carried on anyway was actually causing her to become turned on. She didn't understand it, but was hardly able to apply much thought to it right now. "27...28...29...30...31...32..." Her ass was numb and the rhythmic spanks were continuing to heighten Lucy's pain, as well as her pleasure, and her senses were heightened and she was now incredibly turned on. She wanted it to stop, the experience was too intense, but she knew it was nearly over. Her pussy was now very wet, and she longed for him to take his trousers down and give her a hard, rough fucking. "33...34...35...36...37" Lucy collapsed onto the table with relief. She was crying properly now. "Well done, slut. You did very well." Steve bent down and gave a quick kiss to both ass cheeks. He reached his hands between her legs and slipped two fingers into her sopping wet pussy, and briefly fucked her with them. But he didn't do it for long and the disappointment Lucy felt as he prematurely withdrew his digits was becoming familiar. Steve put his hands under her shoulders and lifted her to her feet. He wiped the tears from her eyes and gave her a long, tender kiss. They stood there for almost ten minutes, their lips locked against one another, their tongues exploring each other's mouths, as Steve held her up. Emotionally, Lucy was all over the place. She was completely confused. The spanking she had just received was more painful than anything she could remember and the pain was radiating through her whole body, but here she was giving herself passionately to the man who had just administered it. The gentleness of Steve's kisses contrasted sharply with the roughness of his spanks and she felt completely under his power, like he could do whatever he liked to her and she wouldn't complain. She was submitting to her. But she was so horny now. She was longing for his cock. How could she be so desperate for sex like this, when two days ago she was quite content being a virgin? Steve could see that she was shaken, and decided that maybe she should rest up before letting her in for what he had in store for her next. He led her to the lounge and told her to sit down. "Did you want a drink?" he asked. "Yes, just some water please" she replied timidly, coughing as she said it. She was glad he had such a soft sofa. Her ass was very sore and it wasn't overly painful to sit. He disappeared into the kitchen and returned quickly, holding a glass of water. He gave Lucy her drink and sat down on the sofa next to her. He reached for his phone and put some chilled music on the sound system with it. They both sat there, listening, and he stroked her thigh. After a little while he could see that Lucy was starting to recover, and he took the empty glass from her hand. "Come on, we've got an exciting day ahead of us. Put this on." He handed her the dress she had worn last night and she got dressed, as much as slipping a dress over her head was getting dress. She put on her shoes and he took her hand and led her outside, towards the hire car that Steve had been given. He opened the passenger side door and motioned for her to sit down. "Where are we going?" she asked. The leather car seats were nowhere near as soft as the sofa and she was finding sitting down very uncomfortable. "Shopping" he told her, smiling. He started the car and off they drove. She wondered where they were going, but she worked out quite quickly that they weren't going to Bristol. They were heading north. She had only recently started fully appreciating the beauty of where she lived. As they drove along the quiet roads she looked out over the Cotswold hills. It was so peaceful and she loved the understated nature of the hills. There were no mountains, not even any big hills, just rolling, green ones. Everything was gentle and quaint and she felt safe and at home here. Looking out was comforting. Things were very different when she looked inside. Her morning had not been gentle or safe. Inside, she was not peaceful. Her emotions were all over the place. She hadn't fully recovered from this morning and was unsure what Steve meant by "shopping". All she knew was that it would be public, and she panicked briefly as she remembered she was only wearing a relatively skimpy dress with no underwear. What was going to happen to her? Steve looked over at his passenger. He was glad to see that she was looking a bit more relaxed. She had really looked shaken earlier on, and he had been a little worried about whether the spanking had been too much. But he thought now that she would be fine. Lucy knew where they were going now; she recognised the road to Cheltenham. She was glad - she liked Cheltenham. The regency town was just a really nice place to spend a day. The Georgian buildings were all very grand and she loved walking down the promenade, taking it all in. It just had such a nice feel to it. But the other thing about Cheltenham was the shopping. Cheltenham town centre wasn't like the centres of a lot of towns and cities in the UK had now become, full of the same big chains. Although it did have a lot of chains, it still had lots of independent, small shops that Lucy liked exploring. And it wasn't usually too busy, like shopping in Bristol often was. Soon enough they had reached the town centre, and Steve drove into the multi-storey car park and reversed into a space on the third floor, which was pretty empty. 10am was still pretty early for a Sunday. He turned towards her, put his hand on her cheek and pulled her to him. Then he gave her another long, passionate kiss, and his hand started exploring her body. It wasn't long before he had parted her legs and his hand was between them. The fact that her dress only came down a few inches below her ass and she wasn't wearing any underwear, meant he had no problem accessing her pussy. He brushed his hand across her slit, before pushing his palm against her pussy, while he continued to kiss her. He slipped a finger inside, and he was surprised, and pleased, with just how wet she was. Here we go again, thought Lucy. She was enjoying his touch, his fingers slowly bringing her towards an orgasm she thought would probably not happen, given what else had gone on that morning. But that didn't mean that she couldn't enjoy it. Her prediction was correct - just as Steve noticed her getting closer he pulled his fingers away from her and broke off the kiss. His fingers were really wet, being covered in her juices, and he pushed them into her mouth to lick off. Lucy managed to not get herself too annoyed at this latest snubbing and dutifully sucked off her own juices from his fingers. She was beginning to get accustomed to the taste. "Come on, let's go" he said as he got out of the car and went round the other side to help her out. He looked at her again as she stepped out of the car, getting a glimpse of her pussy as she bent to get out. She looked amazing. The dress really suited her, bringing out the shape in her hips and revealing her gorgeous long legs. He hadn't really appreciated how good her legs looked before, as he had been focussed on other parts of her body. But this dress did wonders for them, and he was now able to fully appreciate every shapely inch of them. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 03 Further up, the dress gave a tantalising view of her cleavage without revealing too much, just a glimpse of what was otherwise hidden. The fabric was thin enough that you could make out the shape of her hardened nipples underneath, but thick enough that it wasn't too obvious. He looked up at her face and her shoulder length, curly blonde hair. She was clearly embarrassed by the fact that he had just been blatantly staring at her body for this time, but she smiled as their eyes met. They held hands as they walked towards the exit, down the steps and on to the high street. Lucy was very conscious of the fact she wasn't wearing any underwear. The feel of fresh air between her legs as she walked down the high street amongst the other shoppers was refreshing, and, she had to admit, a little exciting. She wondered whether any of them could tell what she wasn't wearing. She looked down and could just about make out her nipples and looked to see whether any of the other shoppers were looking too. But she was a little worried about her dress blowing. It didn't go very far below her ass and, although the dress was tight around her body, the skirt was not as tight. She knew that a gust of wind would blow her dress up, exposing her ass and pussy for all to see. She was ashamed to think that the thought of it actually turned her on. Thankfully, she thought, they went into a shopping arcade. No wind in here. Steve led her into a clothing shop called Fresh, which was pretty quiet. They walked around for a while, just browsing, and stopped when they came to the bikini section. Lucy wasn't sure why they were going shopping. Especially clothes shopping. Was he going to buy her clothes? Why? He seemed to prefer her naked! "What do you think?" Steve asked. He was holding the smallest bikini Lucy had ever seen. The bottoms were not much more than a thong. The blue material must have been less than an inch wide - just enough to cover her pussy, with a thin band of material, which was almost string, there to hold it up. She would have to make sure she was fully shaved if she was ever wearing this. There was nothing to hide her ass either, just a thin strip which would slip between her ass cheeks, covering her asshole but not much else, like a thong. The top was not much better. She saw a couple of small triangles, enough to cover her nipples, and then just lots of string. "There's not much to it" Lucy replied, wondering when she would be expected to wear it. "No, but I like seeing your body. The less we can hide, the better." On the next hangar Steve saw a sign saying "Sheer swimsuits". He picked a green, all-in-one suit up and could tell from the material that, although it would probably hide everything when dry, if it got wet it would be completely see through. He liked the idea of that, and changed the swimsuit to one that he thought would fit Lucy. They continued to look at the different swimwear on offer, all sorts of shapes and sizes. But Steve thought most were too boring. Then he saw something more exciting. It was an all-in-one turquoise swimsuit, that was made up of two, thin strips of material, one for each breast, that met at the bottom, below the navel, and, at the top, went around the back of the neck. Between the breasts, a metal ring, about an inch thick, was joined to the two strips by a string that continued around the back. Not much was hidden from the back. You could see four sets of string ties. One, around the neck, the second behind the breasts, and the third and fourth on each hip, connecting the thong-like back to the rest of the costume. Steve picked it up, handed it to Lucy, with the other two, and told her to try them on. He also said he wanted to see her in them. They walked towards the changing rooms, and Steve let Lucy go on ahead, as he watched from a distance. "Just these three?" the 20-something attractive looking female attendant asked. "Yes please" Lucy answered. "OK, please use number 3. And remember to keep your underwear on." Lucy froze briefly. She wasn't wearing any underwear. Was she going to admit that here, to a stranger? But if she didn't, she knew that it would stain the swimwear. She was an honest person and thought she probably should. Besides, her reaction had probably given herself away anyway. "Erm, but I'm not wearing any underwear" she said, as her cheeks began to redden in embarrassment. "Is that ok?" The attendant smiled at her honesty. This wasn't the first time this had happened to her and she decided to have a bit of a play. "Well, you really should wear underwear when trying bikinis on. But maybe this once I'll let you off. As long as you're sure that you are going to stay dry down there though. We don't want to get them stained, in case you don't buy them." After everything that had happened this morning, Lucy was very turned on. But what was she going to say? That actually she was really horny, and that she was already very wet? "I'm not sure I can say that" Lucy squirmed. "You mean, you're wet down there?" The assistant was enjoying teasing the young woman, who was clearly now very uncomfortable with the situation. She didn't want to be mean, but the girl had let herself in for it. Lucy was really embarrassed, and just nodded. "Oh dear. Well I don't know what we can do about that." "Please, can you just let me try them, this once?" Lucy was keen to try them on. She didn't want to upset Steve. But the assistant, whose name she now noticed was Lara, wasn't going to let her off that easily. "I'll tell you what. If you think you're really going to buy them, I'll give you a hand and just make sure we've got exactly the right size, then you can try them on. OK?" Lucy wasn't really sure what she meant, but nodded. Steve was curious as he watched the two of them walk off to the changing room. He was too far away to hear exactly what was being said, but he'd heard the odd word. He knew what they were talking about, and, to be honest, he hadn't thought about it. But he wasn't unhappy about the situation. Lara knew she shouldn't really be doing this. But the job didn't pay too well, and she had to make the most of the perks it offered. Watching, and being close to, scantily clad young ladies was something she particularly enjoyed and she took every opportunity she had to check them out. The two of them stepped into the small changing room. "OK, now take that dress off and we'll see how well these fit." Lucy looked up, still very embarrassed, and reluctantly did as she was told. Lara took the dress as soon as it was off and hung it up. She took a look at the naked girl who was no more than a foot from her, and admired her body. She picked up the sheer all-in-one, while keeping an eye on Lucy's body, and then held it up in front of her. She pushed it up against Lucy's front and looked her up and down. "Hold it here and here" she pointed to Lucy's shoulders. Lucy obliged, and then watched Lara pull on the bottom corners of the garment and pulled them tight against her body. She ran her hand down one of the sides, getting reasonably close to Lucy's breast. Lucy couldn't believe what was happening. She was letting this lady touch her all over her naked body, and she was helpless to stop it. Maybe it was just the frustration that had built up in her body all morning, but this really wasn't doing anything to make her less horny. She wasn't a lesbian, and had never been interested in other girls. But that didn't seem to matter here. Being made to undergo this unnecessary examination was humiliating. She wondered whether it was the humiliation that turned her on. Lara pulled on the very bottom of the swimsuit and held it close to Lucy's pussy, without touching it. "Yes, that's about right I think." She let go, and brushed her hand against Lucy's pussy. "Oh, I'm so sorry" she said, not entirely convincingly. Lucy knew it hadn't been an accident. "My, we are wet, aren't we?" Lucy blushed. "Can I try them on now?" "No, let's just check the other two." She took the sheer all-in-one from her, revealing Lucy's naked body, and picked up the second, thong-like all-in-one. "We can put this one around your neck, bend down" Lara instructed her, and quickly slipped it around her. She proceeded to repeat what she had done with the previous costume and then the bikini. Lucy thought it was just an excuse to touch her up and wanted it to be over. They all clearly fitted her, and Lara didn't need to do what she was doing. Eventually she finished. "Right, well that looks to be fine" she said as she took in another view of Lucy's naked body. "I'll leave you to it" she said as she reluctantly left the changing room. Lucy breathed deeply. Right, which one. She thought the sheer all-in-one would be the safest, and she put it on first. It fitted her well. Once it was on, she remembered Steve asked to see her in them and she hesitantly stepped out of the changing room, and walked out towards the main shop, hoping the shop was still as quiet as it was a few minutes ago. Steve saw her coming and was already on his way. "Very nice" he said as he walked past Lara, who again was also taking in the view. "Turn around." Lucy did as he asked, and Steve was impressed with how well it suited her. He had noticed how the assistant was looking at Lucy, and wondered what had gone on in the changing room. He gave Lucy a kiss and squeezed her boob, making sure the assistant could see, before turning her around and giving her a slap on the ass. "Next one." Steve walked back past Lara, making sure he made eye contact with her. She couldn't hide her surprise at their display of affection, though she tried to. Lucy too had been surprised at what Steve had just done. He had felt her up in public. She knew that Lara would have seen it all. But actually she didn't mind too much, and wondered whether Lara had been put back in her box a bit. She decided to go for the other all-in-one this time. This one felt revealing, and the covering of her breast felt less than secure. She took a look in the mirror and saw that she looked good. This really showed off her body, and she was impressed at how much cleavage the tight material had created. She turned around to see the thong and shuddered at how much it revealed. Steve again walked past Lara to meet Lucy outside the changing room. Like Lucy, Steve knew that this one really showed off her body, giving tantalising views of her cleavage and navel. She spun around, and he thought her cute ass looked great. He hoped the assistant didn't notice quite how red it still was after this morning's punishment. "You look incredible" he said to her, and gave her another kiss. This time he slipped his hand in between the two strips of fabric, and then under the one covering her right breast, squeezed it and gently tugged on her nipple. "OK, last one" he said as she turned around again, and he gave her another slap on the ass. Lara didn't try to hide it this time. She was openly staring at Steve and she had enjoyed the show they were putting on. Actually, she was jealous. She was wishing it was her who was feeling Lucy up again. She hadn't really been able to do too much in the changing room and was keen for there to be more. Lucy's heart was beating hard now. She couldn't believe he had been that obvious. He hadn't tried to hide his fondling at all. And Lucy found it very exciting. She slipped the one-piece off and changed into the bikini. There wasn't really anything to it, and she felt almost naked wearing it. The top offered no support, so it didn't give her any cleavage. But the bottoms only just covered her pussy and she had to readjust a couple of times to make sure it was fully covered. She walked out to Steve again. He was wide eyed - the picture he had before him was verging on the obscene and he wondered whether she would actually get away with wearing it in public. But didn't she look good? "Slut, do you feel as hot as you look in this?" he asked, and she nodded. Steve put his hand to her side, bringing it down until it met her bikini bottoms. Lucy looked over at Lara as his hand moved across the string towards the pouch, his fingers slipping underneath. He started rubbing gently at the precariously hidden genitals, as he brought his mouth down towards her breast, pushing the bikini top aside with his nose. There was not much resistance there and he wondered how well it would stay on. He gently nibbled on her nipple. But he didn't do this for too long. He knew he shouldn't be doing it here and anyway he didn't want Lucy to come yet and moved away, telling her to get changed. She stood there, frustrated again at being teased like this, looking at Lara, who was watching lustfully. The bikini top was only covering one nipple now and the bottoms were doing a bad job covering her pussy. She went back into the changing room without bothering to adjust anything, and got changed back into the dress. Lara didn't say anything as Lucy walked back out past her with the swimwear, but her eyes were glued to her body. Steve had picked up a red and a black version of the bikinis. They made their way to the checkout and Steve paid for the five costumes. They walked along the arcade and looked in another couple of clothing shops, but they didn't buy anything. Steve fancied a coffee, and they made their way into a coffee shop at the end of the arcade that he liked. Steve had a black Americano, while Lucy had a latte. She wasn't big into coffee and a Latte was about the only type of coffee that she would drink. The coffee shop was pretty big, but it was very quiet at the moment. They walked around to a table hidden away around the corner. The only people sat close to them were a table of three guys, probably just a bit older than Lucy. "Thank you for buying the swimming costumes" Lucy told him, as she took the first sip on her piping hot coffee. "You're very welcome" he replied. "When do you expect me to wear them?" "We'll see. I'm just keeping my options open. But you did look amazing in all of them, and I'm going to enjoy showing your hot body off." Steve noticed that the guys on the other table were looking at Lucy. Well, at her legs. He couldn't blame them - she did have great legs. Sitting down, the dress had risen up those great legs, which she had brought to the side. They must have almost been able to see part of her buttocks. "Actually, I want to show you off right now. Spread your legs." Lucy looked at him, as if to ask him if she really had to. She thought they were taking a break! But she was back to work, and she could tell that she didn't really have a choice. She knew that if she did what he asked of her, her dress would ride up and her pussy would be fully exposed to the men sitting a few tables away. She was aware that they were already ogling her. But she did it. Slowly, she nervously slid her right leg right around and she felt the dress ride up. She wasn't sure exactly how much she was showing, but she had a pretty good idea. Steve glanced over to the other table briefly, and could see that the guys were taking full advantage of the view they were being offered. They weren't being discreet either. They were joking with each other about what they could see, not loud enough that Steve could hear, but their attention was fully on the exposed pussy in front of them. Lucy wasn't sure she liked being forced to expose herself like this. There was a certain humiliation to it. But she had to admit that she did like the attention and she got excited thinking that there were now four men, including Steve, who were focussed on her body. She liked the idea that she was causing four erections right now. She didn't know if she was, but she liked the idea. "Look at them" Steve instructed. "Make eye contact with each one." She did as she was told, and spent a couple of minutes focussed on each guy in turn. The joking quietened down as the half-naked girl made eye contact with each one of them. She could see the lust in each of their eyes and she was getting really turned on again. "Pull the straps of your dress down over your shoulders so they can see your tits" Steve told her. This would be a lot more blatant. Exposing her pussy was one thing. That could easily have been an accident. All she had to do was spread her legs. But there would be no doubt if she did this - she would be clearly showing off her body to these men. She looked over the rest of the coffee shop and was glad to see this side was still empty. They were well away from the counter too - so the staff weren't about to see her either. After taking a deep breath she did it. This wasn't a striptease and she wasn't a stripper. She decided it was much easier to just get it over with, so with a swift action she brought the straps down and exposed her breasts. A few gasps came from the other side of the room and Lucy looked up to see all three guys open mouthed. She felt humiliated. Being made to show her body off like this to total strangers. She was practically naked in a coffee shop in the middle of Cheltenham. She didn't like being forced to do this, but had to admit she was incredibly turned on. The whole morning had had her on edge, and the frustration meant that it didn't take much to get her going again. "You are a very good slut, and I love showing you off" Steve said to her. She turned to look at him and he kissed her. He gave her a long, gentle kiss, and he reached over and fondled her breasts. He played with her tits in full view of the voyeurs, squeezing and pulling on her nipples. He soon pulled away from her, conscious that any number of people could walk in at any moment. "You're coffee's getting cold" he said. Lucy had barely thought about her coffee and, sure enough it was now lukewarm. Steve had finished most of his, but her concentration had been on other things, and she quickly finished off the rest of her coffee. Steve could hear some more people come in, so decided that they should probably bring this show to an end, and told her to cover back up. Lucy was relieved and disappointed. Relieved that the humiliation was coming to an end. But disappointed because she just needed relief. He kept teasing her, touching her, getting her wet, sometimes bringing her close. But no orgasm. When was it going to happen? Once she had covered up, to the obvious disappointment of the observers on the other table, they left together and walked back up the arcade, out into the high street. They walked together with their arms around one another. Lucy was comfortable in Steve's arms, but emotionally she was still, how could she put it? Unresolved. She was still on edge, frustrated and wanting to be fucked. Her ass was still sore from this morning, although the pain was a lot better than it had been. And, although she had enjoyed what Steve had put her through today, she didn't know how much more she could take. All she really wanted was to have sex. She didn't really care how. She just wanted to cum. Steve let his hand fall slightly, so now it was resting on her ass rather than around her hip, and he gave her a quick squeeze. They turned a corner and then, having nobody behind them, Steve slipped his hand underneath her dress and gently rubbed her ass cheeks as they walked. The next shop they came to was another women's clothing shop, Estelle's, and they walked in, with Steve's hand still up Lucy's dress. There was a wide range of clothes, and they spent a while looking through the different sections. Then Steve saw something that grabbed his attention. It was a pink micro miniskirt. He picked it up and, after looking through a few tops found a short sleeved pink mesh top that he thought went well with it. He gave them to Lucy, who was growing tired of shopping. She usually loved it and could spend days wondering through shops, but her other urges had taken her enthusiasm and she didn't really pay too much attention to it. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 03 Next to these were some dresses. He saw a black, mini-dress that was about as conservative as he was willing to go. It was tight, and would hug Lucy's figure nicely, would reveal a little cleavage and lots of leg, but was relatively respectable. He passed it to Lucy along with a number of other dresses he liked that were more daring. Finally, he found a gorgeous silky red dress with a deep V neck line that would leave much of Lucy's breasts on display. There was practically no back to the dress and the straps left her shoulders open. He told Lucy to come to him and put the dress up against her. It was short, and the bottom would only just cover her ass. He liked it and added it to Lucy's pile. "Right, now let's go and try them on" Steve said to Lucy, and they walked towards the changing rooms. There weren't any attendants, so they both walked through and claimed the changing room at the end. A number of them weren't being used, but some were. Once inside, Steve told Lucy to get naked. She did, quickly. Steve gave her a quick kiss and rubbed his hands all over her body. He had spent the day teasing and frustrating Lucy. But he had had to hold himself back too. Several times over the last few hours he had wanted to fuck her and it hadn't taken much to get his cock hard throughout the day. He too needed relief, and he decided that now was the time to get it. He told her to kneel down, and she knew what was about to happen. She was glad the curtains came down to the ground, so at least her knees were hidden. He unzipped his flies and she instinctively opened her mouth and guided the now rock hard cock in. He held her head and guided her back and forth as she sucked him off. After a while, though, he got impatient and started moving her head back and forth with more force, pushing himself deeper into her mouth and into her throat. He fucked her mouth hard for several minutes, and Lucy's frustration grew and grew. Her pussy was incredibly wet now and she had to stop herself reaching down and rubbing herself off as he fucked her. She was glad, though, that unlike this morning he was doing the work and she just had to take it. His hips bucked and she knew that he was about to come. She braced herself as he gave a hard thrust into her throat and came with a grunt. He pulled out of her and she swallowed the remaining cum that was left in her mouth. "OK, let's try these clothes on" he said as he tucked himself back in. Reluctantly, Lucy got to it and started putting the various garments on one by one. She was annoyed that he had given himself the relief but left her wanting. She tried to take her mind of it and concentrated on what she had to do. She hadn't been paying too much attention to what Steve had chosen, but she actually quite liked the dresses now that she looked at them properly. The first dress she tried on was a bit big and when Steve saw the style on her he decided that maybe this wasn't the right one. But the others went down well, and Lucy started enjoying modelling them for him, acting suggestively in some of the more revealing dresses. They were in a tiny space and Lucy made sure she took every opportunity to keep rubbing against him as she changed from one dress into another. She liked the pink outfit, but was a bit wary of the top. Her breasts were clearly visible through the mesh, as the holes between the fabric were not tiny, and she suggested to Steve that if she was to wear this in public, she probably needed a jacket or something to cover her up a bit more. Steve agreed. She wouldn't be showing anything more if she were topless. But the top went well with the skirt, which was very short, and Lucy felt very sexy wearing them both. Finally, she tried on the red dress and she absolutely loved it. The tightness of the dress supported her breasts and she was surprised at how much cleavage it revealed when she looked at herself in the mirror. Well, not just cleavage. The material covered her nipples, but the inside halves of both breasts were revealed and she thought it was very daring. "What do you think, master? Am I a sexy slut for you? Do I look hot in this dress?" she asked him. "You look amazing. Red hot! You look so sexy in that dress." "Am I turning you on right now?" Lucy decided that maybe she should take the initiative here. How else was she going to get fucked? And she rubbed her hand against the front of his jeans, and she could feel that he was beginning to harden again. "Are you going to fuck your slut?" she asked him in a sultry voice. He didn't answer and she got frustrated. "Please fuck your dirty slut" she begged. "Please stick your big, hard cock into my wet pussy." She hadn't ever spoken dirty like this before, but she was so horny and was desperate to be fucked. She took the dress off to leave herself naked. "I need my master's cock, please fuck me." She unzipped his trousers and took his cock out and looked up at him with what Steve could only describe as lust-filled puppy dog eyes as she started to rub him. He hadn't planned to fuck her here. He wanted to tease her further and fuck her on the way home, but now she was begging her. He felt bad for putting her through everything today without giving her relief. Besides, he was starting to get horny again and he liked the idea of giving her a good hard fucking, so he relented. "You are such a dirty slut, begging me to fuck you in this changing room when anybody could hear or walk in on us." "I don't care master. The only thing I care about is getting your big cock in pussy. Fuck me master. Please fuck me." He kissed her and lifted her off her feet and pushed her up against the wall. He guided his cock into her pussy, which was so wet his cock almost accelerated in by itself. The feel of his cock inside her felt so good. She had been aching for this all day and just to finally get it was enough for her to start cumming immediately. Steve started to fuck her roughly, and Lucy couldn't help herself but cry out. She didn't even consider whether anybody would hear her, but she was just too lost in her ecstasy that the outside world was irrelevant right now. It wasn't that one orgasm ended then another one started. It was more like one continual orgasm that Lucy was going through. All of the frustration that had built up during the day was slowly being released as Steve's cock pounded in and out of her. Steve was also getting carried away. Then he noticed how much noise they were making. His thrusts were making quite a banging noise as Lucy was continually pushed against the wall, and Lucy's groaning was getting louder. She was also crying out intermittently words like "god", "fuck" and "yes". Steve was a little surprised that nobody had walked in on them, as he was sure they had been heard. He felt his orgasm build up and he came hard inside his slut. They stood there for a while after getting their breath back. "Thank you for fucking your slut, master" Lucy said appreciatively. He kissed her and told her to get dressed as he tucked himself back in for the second time. Once dressed, Lucy picked up the clothes she had tried on and Steve pulled the curtain back. They both heard a cheer, as a number of customers that had heard what was going on had queued up to see who it was, and Lucy felt particularly embarrassed. Steve just walked past quickly. Thankfully he noticed that it was just other customers and no staff members, so hopefully they wouldn't get into trouble. They very quickly walked up to the till, handed back the dress they weren't going to buy, and Steve's credit card took another hammering, before they got out of there as soon as they could. This was the best Lucy had felt all day. She was on a real high after the orgasm that she had just had. All of the annoyances and frustrations that she had felt that day were now long gone, and she walked along with Steve with a huge smile on her face. But then Steve pulled her into another clothes shop. Oh no, she thought, not another one. As if to read her mind he said "all we need is a pink jacket to go with your outfit." Lucy didn't mind that, and she quickly found something suitable. She tried it on over her dress and checked the colour went with the mesh top and the skirt and was happy. Again, Steve had to get his credit card out. "Are you hungry?" Steve asked. She hadn't been, but now she thought about it she decided she was. They found a small Italian restaurant hidden in one of the back streets. Steve went for a pizza and Lucy a pasta, and they had a glass of red wine each. "I wasn't going to fuck you in that shop" Steve admitted to her. "But the way you were acting I just couldn't help myself. You were absolutely desperate for sex, I've never seen anybody like that before." "I guess that means I'm just a slut then master" she smiled as she looked up at him. "These last couple of days have been amazing." Steve knew that she enjoyed the sex, but was glad to hear that she had been enjoying the rest of it. He knew that was what made the sex so good, but it seemed like she had realised that. He thought back to the agreement they had made on Friday and decided that it had worked out very well for both of them. He seemed like he had got his money's worth already. The conversation flowed beyond sex to more mundane things, like work and what they had on this week. They both enjoyed their meal. The food was good. Not fine dining, but just tasty homemade fare. Afterwards, they wondered into a shoe shop, and Steve had bought Lucy a number of pairs of high heels, including a pink pair to go with the other pink items of clothing. Steve didn't make Lucy expose herself again while they were in Cheltenham, and after they had bought the shoes they headed home. Once they were inside Steve told her to get undressed. He kissed the naked girl and led her into the lounge, and told her to lie on the rug. "You have been a good slut today, and here is your reward." Steve kneeled down in between her spread legs. He kissed each of her legs, just above the knee, and continued to kiss, alternating between one leg and the other, as he moved up towards her pussy. Once he reached her pussy, he gave her a kiss at the very top, near her clit. He then licked her pussy from the base of her slit to the top. Lucy had been eaten out before by a couple of boyfriends and she particularly enjoyed it. The feel of his tongue on her pussy was good. She didn't think that this was something Steve would ever do to her. He was the master, after all, and she was the slut. Her pussy quickly became wet, and it tasted sweet to Steve. He enjoyed going down on women. Claire hadn't liked it, so after the divorce he made the most of the opportunities he had with other partners, and therefore he wasn't overly experienced . But still, by the sounds Lucy was making she was enjoying it, so he can't have been that bad. Her previous orgasms meant that Lucy wasn't as desperate for it this time, which meant that she could just lie back and enjoy his ministrations. The orgasm built up very slowly as his tongue danced around her pussy, licking, sucking, kissing and rubbing. He kept at it for several minutes, and the orgasm continued to build up. He was very gentle with her, and when Lucy did come, it was a very tender orgasm. She got another taste of her juices as he moved up her body to kiss her. They kissed each other, with him lying on top of her, and Lucy could feel that Steve was hard again and she hoped that she would get fucked again. She was amazed at how much she was enjoying sex. The more she got, the more she wanted. Steve got up and, taking Lucy's hand, he lifted her up and got himself undressed. He walked out to the kitchen and came back holding a couple of pieces of ropes. "Bend over and hold your ankles" he told her. Lucy was fairly limber and could easily touch her toes, so did as instructed, with her ass pointing up in the air. Steve knelt down and tied first her left wrist to her left ankle, and then her right wrist to her right ankle. He looked at the pretty ass that he had earlier punished so thoroughly. He saw that, even now, it was still noticeably red and he gave it a gentle slap. She looked up at him. She looked so innocent and vulnerable like this and he reached down and gently pulled on the nipples that were hanging down, towards her face. He brushed his foot through her hair, which was almost touching the ground. Again he walked out of the room, and Lucy wondered what he was doing. Why didn't he just fuck her? But she liked being tied up like this and restrained, and being left tied up while he went and did something else started to get her excited again. She heard him come back in, and she turned to see that he was holding his camera. He took a few shots of her from various angles, then he pushed three fingers into her slit and started to fuck her with them before taking some more photos. After he was happy he had enough, he put his camera down on the table, adjusting it so that he could film himself fucking his slut. Once he got it to the right angle, he walked back towards her and he stood behind her. He rubbed the tip of his cock up and down the entrance to her slit before letting it sink deep into her pussy. With a hand gripped firmly on each hip he started thrusting into her, fucking her not quite as forcefully as he did in the shop, but still firmly. He maintained a steady rhythm and he gave intermittent slaps on her ass as and when he felt like it. Lucy was approaching yet another orgasm and felt like if this is what she had to do for the rest of her life she would be very happy. She cried out as she came and Steve followed soon after, having lost count of the number of times he had cum today. He pulled out of her and decided to take a few more photos of her in this position, with cum leaking out of her pussy. Steve untied her and she stretched herself after being bent over. "I've got a few things to get on with this evening, so I'll drop you back. Did you want a drink first?" Steve seemed to get back to reality so quickly after cumming, was that just a man thing Lucy thought, as she was still recovering. "Er, yeah, tea would be good, please." She sat down, and asked Steve where her bag was. She hadn't checked her phone since Christina had dropped her off last night, and thought that she must be wondering where she was. Steve passed it to her, and sure enough, she had about 20 missed calls and 30 texts from her sister, most along the lines of "so I guess he's still fucking you then?" She sent her a text back saying everything was ok and that she was being dropped back shortly. ============== Lucy directed Steve as he drove her back to her house, and Steve reminded her to send him her rota. She had it on her phone, so she did it there and then so she wouldn't forget. They pulled up outside Lucy's house, and Steve gave her a goodbye kiss. "Thank you for today" he said. He immediately regretted it - she was his slut, not his girlfriend and she was obligated to do this. "I'll be in touch, but I will fuck you again tomorrow." "I would be upset if you didn't" she smiled at him, gave him a kiss back, and walked out towards the house. Steve drove home content. He had thoroughly enjoyed his weekend and Lucy had done all that he hoped she would and more. He was excited about all of the other things he wanted to do and was looking forward to making use of the sexy clothes they had brought. He wished he didn't have preparation to do tonight for work tomorrow. Tomorrow night, when he would see her again, suddenly seemed a long time away. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 04 Day 4 - Monday 21st May The text message came through before Lucy left to go to work, and she had enough time to look at where she had to go to meet him before she left. Conveniently, it was only a 10 minute drive from the hospital, so she would have no trouble getting there for 5:30pm like Steve asked. Now she had something to distract her from the thought of work. After all, the thought of work was not very appealing. Not after the excitement of the weekend that she had just had. She would have liked to have spent more time with Steve yesterday, and was a little disappointed that he had to drop her off when he did, but she knew that he had other things to do. Besides, she could hardly complain with the amount of attention she had received over the weekend. And sex, who would have thought it? Even after all of the sex she had had over the weekend, she wanted more. She had had a taste of something good, and now wanted to indulge as much as she could. And Steve seemed very keen to give her what she wanted too. She looked back fondly on the memories of the weekend, but it was being in the changing room with Steve that stuck most vividly in her mind. She thought about how badly she needed sex at that point in time, and how much like a slut she had acted, begging him to fuck her in a public place. She was beginning to think that maybe this was what she needed. It was harder to call herself a slut right now, 7am on a Monday morning on her own, getting ready for work. She didn't feel like a slut right now. But she knew that it wouldn't take too much to get her back there. Steve had awoken something in her this weekend that she thought she may never be able to put back to sleep. Last night, Christina had wanted to know every little detail and, after telling her she would only talk if Christina didn't bring herself off while she was talking this time, told her everything. Having somebody to confide in was important to Lucy. The ability to tell Christina about everything, without being judged, was exactly what she needed. Christina seemed to understand, and the two of them were able to enjoy the stories together. It put Lucy's mind at peace, as she still had thoughts that maybe this wasn't the right thing to be doing. But Christina was very supportive, even though occasionally Lucy noticed a hint of jealousy in her voice. Christina made her tell her all of the details, including what each of the dresses and swimsuits they had bought were like. The two of them discussed what Steve would make Lucy do with the clothing, and came up with a few ideas. But Lucy knew that Steve had his own ideas, and so far, he had surprised her at every turn. She wondered how long that would last. When Christina had heard about the spanking, she made Lucy show her the marks and she was surprised at how red it was still, and made a number of friendly teasing remarks after checking that she was ok with what had happened. On the whole she was, but she was still a little uneasy with it. But now her thoughts returned to work, and she finished getting ready. Four weeks until she was finished for the summer, she thought to herself. She would be glad when her A&E placement was over, it had been exhausting. Ten and a half hours until she got fucked again though. Hmmm, she thought to herself. She wasn't able to think about work for too long without getting distracted. She wondered how easy it would be to get through the day. But at least she would be busy. =========== Steve had studied Lucy's rota in detail the previous evening, after he had dropped her off. He was disappointed to see that she was working this weekend, but she did have Thursday and Friday off. So he decided that he would rearrange his timetable this week so that he was in London on Thursday as well as Friday, and he would take her with him. He got carried away with his planning and, as a result, ending up staying up a lot later than he should have in order to get all of his work done. Well, it wasn't just planning. He did enjoy watching the video he had made a few hours earlier too. He may as well have kept her here and had a bit more fun, he thought to himself ruefully. He had a work do this evening, too. So he knew that whatever happened with Lucy today was going to be brief and he tried to plan something that meant he didn't have to come home in between. Thankfully, Lucy was working in Bristol until five, so he decided to do something there. He had been impressed with how Lucy had taken everything he had thrown at her so far. To think, only a few days ago she was a virgin. Now, she was his slut. Nothing had been too much. He had been a bit worried after the spanking that he had overstepped the line, but she had recovered relatively quickly and for the rest of the day she had been just as he had wanted her. On edge. In the changing room at Estelle's she had been animal-like, and he started to wonder whether he had it in him to give her everything she needed. It looked like he had struck the jackpot with the outcome from the crash on Friday. He hadn't expected it to go this well. If she had come this far in three days, what would she be like after six weeks? He was hardly experienced in domination either, but he seemed to be adjusting to his role well. All of his previous sexual experiences seemed tame and boring compared to his time with Lucy. Lucy clearly needed a strong, dominant man, and it was him who had discovered it. She also clearly needed pushing. But how much was too much? He really wanted to make sure that he didn't go too far, to not squander the opportunity he had. He, too, got ready for work and was soon on the road. =========== The day dragged for Lucy. She enjoyed her work, and though A&E was really busy, she liked that she was actually able to help people. She was only a student, so she was only ever assisting rather than doing, but she still felt like she was making a difference. Today was just as busy as ever, but her mind was on what would happen tonight. She wondered what Steve had in store for her, and she was excited about the prospect of him fucking her again. Eventually five o'clock ticked round and she was done. Yesterday, Christina had advised her to arrange an appointment with her GP to go on the pill, and Lucy had met with him earlier in the day. The last thing she needed now was to get pregnant. The appointment was fine and she picked up her prescription; she just hoped she wasn't pregnant already. She had packed some clothes to change into - she didn't want to turn up at what was probably Steve's work in her nurse's uniform, which, for the record, wasn't in any way sexy. She had picked out a denim skirt and a strappy top, and she went into the nurse's area and got changed. She remembered Steve's preference for her to be sans-underwear and decided that she would surprise him. She made her way to the destination Steve had given her. She drove. She hadn't wanted to drive that morning. After the crash on Friday, she had been reluctant to get back behind the wheel, but nobody else in the house commuted to Bristol, and the public transport in the area was virtually non-existent, so she would be putting somebody else out if she made them drive her. So, considerate as always, apprehensively she had taken the keys to her Clio and had nervously driven through the morning rush hour to get to the hospital. And she didn't crash. She was relieved. She wasn't really that bad a driver, she decided. She just sometimes drove a bit too fast, and today she was taking things slowly. The address Steve had given her was only a couple of miles away and she was there ahead of time. She pulled up into an almost empty car park outside of an office building. The only other car she saw was the hire car that Steve had been given. It was an industrial park, and, apart from long queues of cars trying to get out of the park onto the ring road after the working day, everything seemed quiet. She was unsure what to do, so she decided to sit in the car and wait. At least until 5:30. A couple of minutes later, she saw Steve come out of the building and Lucy stepped out of the car and went to meet him. "Hello slut" he said to her reasonably loudly, and she turned around to make sure nobody else heard what he had said. "Relax, nobody is here. Everybody cleared off as soon as the clock struck five, and they're now 100 yards up the road in that queue." Steve knew that the office block would be empty by now. It wasn't actually where his company was based, but they used the meeting rooms here often enough that he had a key and he knew the access codes. He led her back into the building, and they went upstairs to a meeting room on the first floor. It was pretty nondescript, as these places tend to be. There was a coffee machine in the hallway, and a few sofas around coffee tables. Inside the meeting room there was a large mahogany oval table with twelve leather office chairs around it. On the wall was a large TV, on the table there was a speakerphone and laptop cable and in the corner there was a water cooler. And that was pretty much it. Lucy hadn't ever been in an office before and was immediately glad that she had chosen to follow a career in healthcare, rather than just pushing paper, as she imagined all the people here did. Lucy lifted her skirt to reveal her naked, bald pussy to Steve. "Nice" he said, simply. He was glad she had chosen to dress to please him, and smiled at her just as she was smiling back at him. "From now on, you are never to wear underwear when you come to meet me unless I explicitly tell you to. OK?" He walked up to her and lifted the top off of her, revealing her pretty tits. He gently rubbed his right thumb over her nipple before moving towards her and kissing her. He kissed her like he hadn't seen her in weeks, even though it had only been 24 hours, and she reciprocated. It wasn't long before his hand slipped under her skirt and he started to fondle her bum. Minutes later he ripped the phone cable out of the wall and pulled her hands behind her back. Forcefully he wrapped the cable around her wrists a number of times and bound her hands. He pushed her up to the table and made her bend over. Lifting the skirt up to reveal her naked ass, he was disappointed to see the marks from his spanking yesterday were no longer visible, although he shouldn't have expected them to stay that long. He knew he had given it to her properly and he wondered how long they had lasted. He looked forward to being able to make a more lasting impression on her. Another spank was in order and he gave her a firm slap, and she let out a yelp in return. He pushed her chest into the table, and put his hand down, in between her legs. He let his middle finger slide along her opening, and then moved his hand around in circles, down along the length of one of her lips before coming back up the other lip. After a number of circles her pussy was quickly becoming wet and he moved his finger up to the top of her slit, underneath her hood and started to rub her clit. He pressed down hard and she gasped as he rubbed her firmly. Releasing his other hand from her back, he inserted a couple of fingers into her pussy and started to fuck her with them while not letting up on the activities of his other hand. Lucy was glad that he hadn't mucked around like he had yesterday. And she was soon on the verge of her first orgasm of the day. Seeing Lucy close, he stepped up his finger fucking and she came quickly. She groaned loudly as the orgasm overtook her, and she hoped that that would be the first of many this evening. He unclasped the skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving her naked. Without letting her recover at all he pulled her back up off the table with her hands and she cried out in pain. He twisted her around and pushed her back onto the table, this time on her back, and he spun her around so that he was now facing her face. He pulled her towards him, so that her head was no longer supported by the table. He bent down and took a nipple into his mouth. He sucked it hard and nibbled lightly, before giving her other breast a slap. He continued to suck and play with the nipple with his tongue and forced two of his fingers into her mouth, and he started finger fucking her. Lifting his head back up, he got undressed and from her position Lucy was able to see his upside down cock, which was already very hard and she licked her lips in anticipation of what was about to happen. "Open wide" he said to her as he moved closer, before guiding his cock into her mouth. She wasn't going to get punished for not taking his whole length this time. She wasn't going to get the choice. He pushed his length the whole way in, and grabbed a nipple with each hand. He tightly gripped each nipple and started to fuck her mouth, thrusting in and out of her violently. The sight before him was incredibly erotic. His cock was vanishing below the chin of this helpless, naked woman before him. With her arms bound behind her there was nothing she could do, and he saw her legs writhe. He focussed his view on the bald hump between her legs, and the clit poking out behind it. Lucy was very uncomfortable. Being made to lie back on her bound hands on the hard, wooden table wasn't great, but she was also struggling to support her head. She found that she was more restricted when he started fucking her face than she had been when he'd taken her on her knees, and she couldn't move her head at all. But the rough feeling in her throat was the same and she struggled and gagged as he forced his member in and out of her. She closed her eyes so she didn't have to watch his testacles continually bashing her nose and eyes as her mouth took the pounding she knew she had wanted but was not really enjoying, at least not yet. She was trapped and the cock in her throat was stopping her from breathing properly. The tweaking of her nipples was painful but the whole thing had got her blood flowing. Being used like this was starting to get her wet again and the position she had found herself in on the table made her feel extremely submissive. Steve reached down and rubbed a couple of fingers across the top of her pussy. As he fucked her throat hard he continued to rub her clit. Lucy couldn't take this for long and she came quickly. It felt so dirty cumming with her throat filled like this. The fact it wasn't easy to breathe just heightened the intensity of the orgasm and several waves of pleasure washed over her. He lasted a lot longer than she was expecting him to, and it was several minutes before he let out a groan and filled her throat with his cum. He withdrew his cock and he smeared the cum and the saliva that remained on his cock across her face. She was breathing heavily now, glad to catch her breath and she made full use of her recently unblocked airway. She looked up at her master, who from her position was upside down. Her throat was really sore and she coughed a number of times, which wasn't easy from her current position. Steve came over and sat on the edge of the table. He sat her up and he gave her a hug and a kiss, tasting the cum he had just deposited in her mouth. He was again amazed at his slut, how he had been able to use her throat like that without her complaining. She had cum twice already, been roughly used, and as he looked into her eyes he could tell that she needed more. He hoped that he would be able to keep it up. They sat there together in silence as they both enjoyed the short break. To him, she looked so innocent, but he knew she wasn't. Maybe a few days ago, but not now. Not after what he had done to her. Her cute, little body sat before him, restrained, her chest heaving. But it was the look in her eyes that did it for him, and he began to harden again. Lucy felt like a slut. She felt used. It was the way that she came with her throat filled with cock that did it. But she had enjoyed being used like that. That second orgasm had been amazing. It had felt surprisingly right and natural to be used like that. And she was eager for more and noticed his cock hardening. She wanted to be fucked again, and wondered how he was going to take her. She soon had her answer and he lay on the table on his back. "Climb on top of me. I want you to ride me." With her hands tied behind her back, this wasn't going to be easy. At least she was sat up, though. She moved her legs so that she was on her knees. She walked along the table alongside him, on her knees, until she got to his hips. She lifted her left leg and rested it on his hip. She slid her leg across his torso until she felt his cock rub against her. Carefully she lifted it again and brushed it across his cock, making sure she avoided crushing his testacles, and rested it on his other hip. With the hard work done, she lifted her leg a third time before resting it on the table on the other side. She was now straddling him. "Good girl" he told her and he lifted his penis so it was sticking up towards her, and she instinctively lifted herself up in order to accommodate him. He guided his cock towards her opening and, once in place, she slowly sank down on his now rock hard shaft until she had taken it all, and was sat on him. "Fuck me slut" he instructed her. "Yes, master" she replied and got to work. Using only her legs, she proceeded to fuck him. She began bouncing up and down on the cock that was impaling her, slowly at first. She looked deeply into his eyes as she took him and began speeding up. Steve was enjoying this. He could see that she was eager to please him and it was nice to just lay there and enjoy it as she serviced him. Her small tits wobbled as she bounced on him and he couldn't resist. He reached up and put a palm over each breast and squeezed. First, gently caressing with his hand, then with more force he tugged on the nipples, eliciting a cry from her mouth. He put a stop to that by forcing three fingers of one hand into her mouth, while continuing to play with her nipple with the other. Lucy was starting to get close now and was fucking Steve as hard as she could, although she thought she could probably have fucked him harder had she not had her hands tied behind her back and her mouth full of his fingers. But she didn't let up as her orgasm approached and kept bouncing up and down with the same intensity as she came again. Steve's fingers prevented her from crying out too much, but she still tried, resulting in only muffled moans and a certain amount of saliva now running down Steve's hand. As she came down from her high, she slowed up and Steve gave her a hard slap on the cheek. "You are meant to be fucking me, slut" he said to her. "It's over when I cum, not when you cum, do you understand?" "Yes master, sorry master" she replied, genuinely upset she had displeased him. He scooted down the table until he was on the edge of it, sat up, and then stood up, with Lucy still impaled on his cock. He walked over to the wall and pushed Lucy up against it. With her pinned to the wall, he began to fuck her, thrusting in and out of her violently. Lucy's hands, which were already aching from being tied behind her back, were being crushed into the wall with every thrust. It was uncomfortable and it hurt. But she'd be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying every minute of it. She loved being helplessly trapped between Steve and the wall as he continued to pound her. Steve kept up the momentum and it wasn't long before Lucy felt yet another orgasm build. She cried out over and over as the orgasm washed over her. This time, Steve wasn't far behind and he came deep inside her with a few violent final thrusts, and Lucy collapsed onto him. Steve stood there for a few moments, with Lucy still in his arms up against the wall, while they both recovered. His cock began to shrink and slipped out of her, and she could feel the cum run down her leg as it happened. He gently lifted her down and she put her feet out so she could stand by herself. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 04 He pulled her towards him by her nipples and gave her a long kiss, without letting go of his grip on her tits. With her hands still tied behind her back, Lucy was unable to do anything about it and let him play while she gave herself to him with her mouth. "Unfortunately I've got a work do I've got to go to tonight, so that's all the fucking you're going to get tonight." Lucy was disappointed, but couldn't really complain. In any case, she had half expected it, given the location he had given her. "It's nothing particularly special, just one of those things that you've just got to go to and sit through. Not sure why they insist on doing these on Mondays though. It means that nobody ever really drinks. Not that I'd be able to drink that much, as I've got to drive back later tonight anyway. "I'd obviously prefer to take your beautiful body back home for the night, but there we go." "We do have tomorrow" she smiled at her, suprised again at how quickly he was able to recover and begin mundane conversation like this. She was still feeling the remnants of her latest orgasm. "Yes" Steve replied, with a look of concern on his face. He had to travel down to Dorset for meetings tomorrow afternoon and Wednesday morning. He desperately wanted to fuck her tomorrow, but wasn't sure how well his idea was going to work. "What time are your breaks tomorrow?" he asked her. "Erm, I get fifteen minutes at 10:30, and then an hour at 1. Why?" "I'm going to fuck you at the hospital" he told her. Lucy suddenly looked worried and shuddered. "But how? We might get caught. I might lose my job, and my university place. Please don't make me risk that" she pleaded. "You agreed to be my slut. I will fuck you where I want. I will be at the hospital by 10:30. Text me the directions to get to your ward and make sure you have found somewhere for us to go." "But I don't know how I'm going to do that. I'm only a student. The hospital is really busy, everywhere is being used all the time" she told him, with an urgency in her voice. "Look, I don't care how you do it. I am going to fuck you there tomorrow." She started thinking through her options. She didn't really know how she was going to find somewhere, but didn't want to upset Steve. If he wanted to fuck her there she would let him. She was just going to have to find a way. He untied her hands and told her to get dressed while he put the room back together. When he looked over the table he decided that although it was a bit sweaty, the cleaners were due here in half an hour or so and, as they were pretty good, this was something that they could deal with. "Where are the toilets?" Lucy asked once she was dressed. "Turn left and they are down at the end of the corridor" he told them. "You can pee, but you are to leave the cum on your legs and your face." "Ok" she said sheepishly. "Maybe I can hold on until I get home." "You wanted to clean yourself up, did you?" She nodded. "Well, you are my dirty slut, and I want you to feel like a dirty slut as you drive home. The cum on you is going to remind you just how much of a slut you are. What are you?" "I am a slut, master." "Whose slut are you, slut?" "I am your slut, master." "Good girl. It's time to leave, come on." He kissed her, then beckoned her towards the door and followed her down the stairs. "Now don't forget about tomorrow" he told her as they approached the cars. "See you then." Lucy watched Steve get into the car and drive off. It had all happened so quickly. She had only arrived half an hour ago and already it was over. Although she had cum three times she craved more of her master. She wished he had taken her home with him and used her over and over again. She did feel like a dirty slut as she drove home. The cum hadn't dried and she felt some of it run onto the car seat. She thought again about how he had used her. She arrived, he fucked her and then he left. And that was all there was to it, and she started to get a little upset about it. But she knew he was her master, and not her boyfriend. She knew that she was there to get fucked, and she told herself not to get emotional about it and not to get attached. But she didn't know how long she would manage that. She also began worrying about finding somewhere in the hospital. But more worried about being caught and losing her job. She really didn't want that to happen. How could she avoid it? There were no other cars outside the house when she got home. She expected that Christina would have been home by now with James. But maybe he had already dropped her off and wasn't staying. She stepped out of the car and went into the house. She called out Christina's name, but there was no response. After checking a few rooms she accepted the fact her sister wasn't here. Oh well. But at least she'd get a bit of time to sort herself out. Steve hadn't let her clean herself up at the office, but there was no reason why she couldn't do that now. In truth, she was keen to get rid of the now dried cum that had dripped down her legs, and she quickly made her way up to the shower. She spent a long time washing herself down and made sure that she had cleaned every inch of her body. She thought about what she would do tonight, now she wasn't with Steve, and she wondered when Christina would be back or, more to the point, whether she would be alone or whether James would be with her. The weather was nice and she quite fancied the walk that she didn't get this weekend. Deciding that it was still early and hoping to still get the walk in, she thought she'd get dressed properly. If it had been an hour and a half later, she probably would have just opted for her pyjamas. Once back in her room, she hunted around for her favourite sweater but couldn't find it. Then she remembered that Christina that had borrowed it and, still naked, walked over to her room to find it. A week ago, she would have put something on, even though she was the only one home and nobody would see her. But now she felt freer and didn't worry about it. Actually, she quite liked walking around the house naked. Christina's room was a mess. Although they were identical twins, there were so many differences between them. Lucy's room was always pristine. Lucy started searching her room for the sweater, going through everything that had been left lying on the floor before looking through the drawers. But while she was hunting around for the sweater she heard a noise coming up the stairs and she froze. It was Christina and, by the sounds of it, James was with her and they would be coming this way. Why hadn't she heard them before? They must have arrived while she had been showering. She panicked, trying to work out what to do. There was no way she'd make it to her bedroom, or any other room upstairs, without being seen. What would she do? She would have to hide here. But where? There was only really one option, and she opened the wardrobe and stepped inside. She pulled on the door, but didn't have the time to pull it shut completely. In any case, she didn't want to make the loud sound as it clicked back into place. They would hear the sound, but Christina probably wouldn't notice the partially open wardrobe. It was only a small gap that had been left, but she was able to see her sister and her boyfriend walk into the room kissing, and she gulped at what she may be about to witness. Christina pushed the bedroom door shut and then they didn't waste any time. They kissed each other passionately with their hands all over each other. It wasn't long before James' top was off and Lucy gasped at what had been hidden underneath. She had always found him attractive. He was a handsome guy. Tall, with short, jet black hair and a chiselled jaw. She had never seen him topless, but whenever he wore a short sleeved top she was able to see his muscular arms. His bulging biceps had always made Lucy curious about the rest of his body, particular his chest. James kept himself fit. He was a winger in the university rugby team, and a hostile fast bowler and destructive batsman in the cricket team and spent time in the gym every day. And it showed. Lucy couldn't help staring at his chest. She just about made out that he had a six-pack, and approved of all that she could see. It wasn't body builder stuff. Just good natural hunk. It just made her more curious for what else remained hidden and whether she would get to see. She knew that they had been having sex for a while and hoped she would get a glimpse of his equipment, although she wasn't sure she really wanted to see her sister have sex. Having said that though, Christina seemed to have enjoyed watching the video of her have sex. Christina was enjoying rubbing her hand all over his naked torso, tracing her fingers along the grooves of his muscles as she continued to kiss him. Her hand moved down lower, and started rubbing the top of his jeans. Lucy thought that she could make out the shape of his hardening cock, but wasn't sure. James pulled Christina's strappy top off, revealing her lacy, red bra, and started kissing her on her neck, moving across to her shoulders, and then down her front, spending a long while kissing her modest cleavage. Her skirt fell down quickly after he unzipped it and she was now in only her underwear. Her panties matched her bra and Lucy couldn't help but think that her sister looked pretty sexy in it, wearing it well. Returning to her mouth, James pulled his girlfriend toward him tightly as he kissed her, reaching down to fondle her bum and her legs. He lifted her up and gently carried her to the bed. He lay her down on her back and opened her legs. Kneeling down in between, he started kissing her left leg, starting at her calf, but slowly working his way up. Lucy couldn't see much from her vantage point. She was behind James, so could only see the back of his head as she imagined what he was doing to her sister. She remembered how it felt when Steve did it to her only yesterday and she imagined how different James might be at it. She started to get turned on as she imagined his tongue at work on her pussy and wondered how she was able to get horny so soon again after what had happened only an hour or so ago at the office. She had been disappointed with how quickly what had happened earlier with Steve had ended and she had wanted more of him. Not that she had any reason to feel neglected. After all, she had got plenty over the weekend. Christina started moaning - James must have been doing a good job. Lucy could see his head moving around fairly quickly and she wondered exactly what he was doing. She couldn't help herself, and she moved her hand in between her legs and started rubbing. She was surprised at just how wet she had become. "Yes, oh fuck!" Christina cried out, which startled Lucy, not expecting that kind of language from her sister. "Oh my God..." Once the moaning subsided, James lifted his head and Christina sat up to kiss him. He got up and pulled her panties down, before unclasping the bra, letting it fall to the floor. Now naked, she got up and walked around him. Lucy looked her naked sister up and down for the first time in many years. She was surprised at just how similar she was to her. She had the same, smallish boobs with pert nipples. Her shaven pussy looked the exact same shape as hers. They were identical twins - she really shouldn't have been surprised. But Lucy felt like she just wanted a piece of her that was unique, that was different from her sister. She looked and looked, but couldn't see any. Standing behind him, Christina wrapped her arms around him. No doubt rubbing her hands all over his front again. She peeled down his jeans, taking his boxers with her as she did it, revealing his pert ass to Lucy for the first time. She was impressed with how tight and shapely it was. Lucy continued to rub herself as her sister rubbed her hands over his body, squeezing his ass. But she was waiting to see what he was hiding in front of him. She could make out that Christina was now giving him a wank and she was dying to get a glimpse of his cock. Soon enough James turned around and, even though Christina's hand was still wrapped around, masturbating it, Lucy could see what she was after. His cock was different to Steve's. Slightly longer than Steve's, but not quite as thick. She immediately tried to imagine how it would feel deep in her pussy and she gazed lustily at the penis as her sister continued to rub it up and down. They kissed, and James led Christina onto the edge of the bed, so she was lying down, perpendicular to Lucy's view. He climbed on top of her and guided his cock into her pussy gently. He bent down to kiss her as he lay on top of her, and started to pump in and out of her. It was all very gentle, all very tender. As Lucy looked on, she thought that maybe this was lovemaking. Steve didn't make love to her, Steve fucked her, and as she watched the couple in front of her she knew which of the two she thought she preferred. Still, she was enjoying watching James's athletic form in front of her. It was a shame that all the best bits were hidden from view, but she made the most of what she could see. Her fingers were now very much at work between her legs - and she wasn't too far away from coming. For the fourth time today. She was imagining that once James had finished with her sister, that he would walk over to her, open the wardrobe and drag her out. She imagined him pushing her onto the bed and giving her a hard fucking from behind, not like what he was doing to Christina. Those thoughts were enough to push her over the edge and she struggled to stop herself from making too much noise. She didn't want to be found - she definitely didn't want to be found naked and masturbating. Thankfully Christina and James had started making more noise now, which masked the noise that Lucy made. Both Christina and James's breathing became heavy. Lucy wondered whether Christina would be as vocal as before, but she wasn't. Lucy could tell from her face though that she was cumming and James let out a gentle "ohhh" to signify his orgasm. Once they had finished, James collapsed on top of her and they kissed each other gently. They started whispering things to each other, giggling, but Lucy couldn't tell what they were saying. Lucy was wondering how long she was going to have to stay here and hoped that they would leave again soon, but they stayed there kissing and cuddling for a long while. The longer she stayed there, the more chance she would be found, she thought. Get on with it! "I need to take a shower" James said. "And then we should get some dinner, I'm starving." He slipped his jeans on, zipped up, grabbed his t-shirt and made his way out of the room to the bathroom. Lucy's focus turned to her sister who was now getting up from the bed. Come on sis, Lucy thought, clear out of here. She made her way over to her dressing table, took a couple of tissues out and wiped the cum that was now leaking from her pussy. Then, to Lucy's dismay, she walked over towards the wardrobe. Please, no, she thought. Why does she need to look in here? She has plenty of clothes on the floor. But that was where she was headed. She opened the door and screamed as she saw a naked person in her wardrobe, moving to cover her private parts with her hands. She relaxed a little when she realised it was Lucy. "What the fuck are you doing in here?" she asked her naked sister with an angry look on her face. "I'm really sorry, sis, I didn't mean to. I was just looking for my sweater and then, when you came in, I had nowhere to go. So I hid. I didn't mean to be spying on you, really I didn't" Lucy replied, almost starting to cry, as she stepped out of her hiding place. Christina had initially been mad, but she quickly remembered that only two days ago she had been spying on Lucy. Lucy probably wasn't lying - this probably was an accident. But Saturday at Steve's definitely had not been, and she suddenly felt guilty for getting mad at her sister. "It's alright, hun. I believe you" she said with a smirk on her face. "So did you enjoy what you saw?" Christina asked. Lucy blushed and, embarrassed, stayed silent looking down at the floor. "James is pretty hot isn't he? Did you like his body? I like his chest best - he is so sexy. No, actually, I like his cock best. Did you see his cock?" Lucy looked up at her sister, squirming. Why was she making her feel uncomfortable like this? "Yes, he has a nice body" Lucy just about managed to say. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed the show." "I didn't say that, I just said that James had a nice body." "But did you like his hard cock? The hard cock he just fucked me with?" "Look, sis, why are you making me say this? Yes, I did like seeing his hard cock. You looked like you enjoyed it very much." Christina smiled. She had enjoyed it. She was still a little jealous of her twin sister though. Although in her view she definitely had the better looking boyfriend, she wanted to have what Lucy had. James was lovely, but after seeing her sister get tied up and fucked roughly by Steve she was eager to try it. She didn't know whether James would ever be like that and didn't really know how to ask him. "Why aren't you with Steve tonight? Or have you been fucked already today?" Lucy rolled her eyes. "We met after work, at his office or somewhere. He had a work party or something tonight so we didn't have too much time." They sat down on the bed together and she went on to describe everything that happened. Christina again was eager to know all of the details. Lucy thought it odd that they were both sat in the bedroom talking together, naked. Christina clearly didn't mind and, now that she thought of it, she decided she didn't mind either. "That sounds like it was fun. Are you seeing him tomorrow?" "Yeah, he's coming to see me in the hospital" Lucy replied, her wavering voice revealing the apprehension she was feeling about it. "Oh my God! He's going to fuck you in the hospital? Whereabouts?" "I don't know yet. I need to find somewhere. But I'm scared that we might get caught, and then I lose my university place and job." "Hmmm. But do you like the idea of being fucked in the hospital? Being fucked somewhere that you might get caught?" "I've already done that. In the shop yesterday." "Oh yeah, of course. And you enjoyed that didn't you? You little slut!" she joked. Just then they heard the bathroom door open and the sisters looked at each other, knowing that James was about to walk back through the door. "Oh no!" Lucy exclaimed as she made her way back into the wardrobe, not managing to close the door as well as she had before, leaving a much bigger gap this time. Christina smiled to herself and got into bed. "I thought you'd be dressed and ready by now" James said as he walked back into the room. "Are you complaining?" Christina replied, as she lifted the duvet cover to reveal her naked body. "No, not at all" James said as he looked his naked girlfriend up and down. "Come here" Christina said, as she invited him into her single bed with her. She quickly lifted his t-shirt up as soon as she could, eager to show off her boyfriend's body to her sister again. "Are you up for more, babe?" James asked, half-jokingly half-seriously. "Maybe in a bit" she replied, smirking, not committing either way, wanting to tease him, and Lucy for that matter. She rubbed her hands all over James's bare chest, making full use of her easy access. "I want to ask you something" Christina went on to ask, with an idea that had just come to her. "And I want you to be honest. And I promise to not get mad with you whatever you say. Is that ok?" After a little hesitation, he nodded. "Yeah, ok" not really sure what she was going to ask and worrying whether he was in trouble for something. What had he done wrong? The Crash and The Contract Ch. 04 "Good!" she exclaimed, smiling and clapping her hands together a few times in excitement. "I won't be mad at you, honestly. I promise." "Now, what I want to you do is tell me your favourite fantasy. I want to know your deepest, darkest sexual fantasy. What thoughts really turn you on, hun?" "Erm, I'm not sure" he lied, a little taken aback by what he had been asked. He knew exactly what the answer was and he didn't really want to tell Christina. "Come on, you must have fantasies. What do you think about when you're on your own? What gets you hard and what brings you off quickly?" These questions were a little too intimate for James. He and Christina had been together for a while and were starting to get pretty serious, more serious than he had been with anybody else. But he didn't really want to risk what they had together, and he wasn't ready to open up, at least not yet. They were still only dating, after all. So he decided to not say anything. "Nothing? You don't think about anything while you give yourself a wank?" she asked before singing "I don't believe you". "Come on, I'll tell you my fantasy. I'll tell you what gets me going. And I'll let you do it too. But you have to tell me first. "You don't have to be embarrassed about it. Come on, just say it. I've told you, I won't get mad." In an effort to get him to talk, she had moved her hands down from his chest to the top of his jeans, still rubbing, starting to make his cock harden. All the while, Lucy was wondering what Christina was playing at. She was convinced that if she hadn't been there, the two of them would be downstairs cooking dinner by now. She didn't know what she wanted James to do, or what they would end up doing, but she was sure that Christina was trying to tease her. Although she was also pretty sure she would be seeing him naked again, which she wasn't displeased with. But she knew she was being manipulated by her sister. "Promise you won't be mad?" he asked, still not convinced that she wouldn't. "Yes, I promise" she said with some urgency. "Ok. I'll tell you then - but you're not to get mad at me! My favourite fantasy is" he hesitated, not sure whether he really should continue, "actually to have a threesome." "There, that wasn't so hard was it? Hmmm. A threesome with two girls?" "Yes, two girls in particular." "Oh, ok. Which two girls?" "Well, one of them is you." "That's good! And..." "And the other one is Lucy, your sister." Christina was shocked, and stared back at James with her mouth open wide. "You said you wouldn't get mad!" James told her. "I know, I know. I'm not mad with you. Just a little surprised, that's all. That's a little kinky though, fucking two sisters at the same time." James looked up, embarrassed. He knew it was kinky. But she had asked. And now he had told her. And he knew it was never going to happen. Christina couldn't have got a better response. After getting over the fact that he had actually told her - she thought he might not play along with her little game - she began to imagine what Lucy was thinking, hidden in the wardrobe. "Lucy is sexy, isn't she?" she asked, and he nodded. "And you think about fucking her? Mmmm, interesting. She's got a very pretty pussy. I helped her shave down there the other day and I certainly liked the look of it. I can imagine you sticking your big, hard cock into her pretty pussy." James wasn't really sure what to make of this. What was she trying to do, or trying to achieve? Christina would go mad if he fucked Lucy, why was she trying to tease him like this? But he was suddenly rock hard at the thought of Christina shaving her sister. "So do you think about me and Lucy having sex with each other as well?" "Erm, yeah, sometimes" James admitted, blushing furiously, having begun to wish he hadn't said anything now. "What? You think about us kissing, and playing with each other's boobs and pussies? Do you think about me eating Lucy out? Tasting her pussy juice?" she continued to ask him, getting a real kick out of teasing both James and Lucy at the same time. "Look, I've told you what my fantasy is, now tell me yours" he told her, assertively, fed up of dealing with her perpetual taunting. Lucy meanwhile was more shocked than Christina had been. James had just told Christina that he wanted to fuck her and Christina had acted as if that was just fine. In fact, more than that. She had almost encouraged it. Not that she thought that Christina would be particularly happy if that ever happened. But she couldn't believe that James had just said that. Did James really want to fuck her? That thought excited her. She had already been imagining James take her and hearing him say it was enough to get her going again. She wasn't too happy with Christina dragging the conversation out though, especially when she had started talking about the two of them having sex together. That was disgusting, she thought. They were sisters! She hadn't even considered being with another woman, let alone her own sister. Christina was just doing this to tease James - and her - she thought. "Oh yes, I was going to tell you my fantasy as well, wasn't I?" Christina went on. "Well, my fantasy is to be tied up and for a big strong man to use my body as he wishes, fucking me roughly wherever and however he likes. What do you think about that?" she said as she looked up at him, smiling. James wasn't expecting that. He had no idea what she was going to say, but Christina always seemed to want be in control, deciding what they would do, when they would do it. Her fantasy seemed so unlike her. Did she really want that? But why? Not that he was too worried. The thought of tying her up and giving her a good rough fucking was very exciting. He had always tried to be gentle with her, thinking that was the way to treat her properly. Next time he got the chance he'd see how much she actually liked it rough, not that he knew what that was like. "A big strong man, eh? A big strong man like me, for instance?" "Yes" she said seriously, as though she were thinking it through. "Yes, you would do." Then she burst out laughing. "Is that really what you fantasise about? Do you really think about being tied up and taken roughly?" "Yes, I do. I really want to be tied up and taken roughly. By you. Right now." Lucy had got the impression that Christina had been a little jealous of what Lucy had, but didn't think that she wanted it that badly. Like James, she didn't think it was really in her character. She did always want to be in control. Lucy wondered whether Christina would actually enjoy it in the same way that she did. She didn't think Christina realised quite how much some of the things Steve did to her hurt. She couldn't know that it was the pain that made it exciting. She couldn't really know what it was like. She was sure she wouldn't enjoy it either. Still, James wasn't going to be anything like Steve, so maybe Christina could cope with some playful tying up. Christina undid the buckles and zip of James's jeans and started to pull them down, even as he was still led on the bed. "Right now?" he asked. "Yes" she replied as she slipped the jeans all the way off him, leaving him naked again. Lucy's attention was now drawn to his rock hard cock and she started to become excited about what she was about to witness. "Why don't you go and get my belt? It's on top of the wardrobe" she told him, trying not to smile at the thought of her naked boyfriend being so close to Lucy. Lucy tried to control her breathing. Her biggest concern was being found out, and with everything that was going on, she was now very turned on and breathing heavily. She had to make sure he didn't hear her. But he was making his way over to her, and she couldn't take her eyes off his erection as it swayed from side to side as he walked. He didn't stop until he was standing right in front of the wardrobe, and he reached up to find Christina's belt. Standing in front of the wardrobe, halfway along, James's cock had slipped into the gap in between the wardrobe doors and was still wobbling around as he searched for the belt. Lucy continued to stare at it, now only a couple of inches from her own naked body. She resisted the urge to reach out and grab it, but couldn't stop thinking about how it would feel in her pussy, which by now had become very wet. She wanted to be taken again. She wanted to be fucked by her sister's boyfriend. She had stopped thinking of Steve very quickly once James had shown up. Was she really that shallow? "Are you sure it's up here?" James asked, struggling to find anything at all. His cock wobbled around even more, and the sight of just this erection swaying around in front of her between the doors, somehow separate from the rest of James, was very erotic. It would be so easy to step forward and guide the cock into her pussy. She had to put her hands behind her back to stop herself. "Yes, why don't you try looking a bit harder" she told him, and she dragged a chair around, moving him out of the way, leaving it in front of the wardrobe. "Try standing on the chair." Still naked, James stood on the chair and began searching around on top of the wardrobe. Again, his cock peeked through the gap in the wardrobe doors. Only this time it was now at the same height of Lucy's face. As his searching became more energetic, his cock bounced around even more. It got very close to her face, and it took everything within her to stop herself from opening her mouth and having a taste. She was aching for his cock now, and it being so close to her was so tempting. A few times it even gently brushed her face, sending electric shocks through her whole body. She hoped he didn't notice. She hoped he would do it again. "It's not here. Why would you put your belt up here anyway?" James asked, keen to find it so he could make use of it. He was eager to give her her fantasy. "Oh, here it is" Christina said, as she picked it up from the floor. "Sorry, I was sure it was up there" she lied, trying to hide the smirk from her face. "Not to worry" James said as he eagerly jumped off the chair and rushed up to her. "Time to tie you up." He grabbed Christina, picked her up and threw her on the bed. He took both of her arms, and tied the belt around her wrists, securing them to the headboard. Christina struggled, to see how well he had tied her, and was pleased that there was no way she would escape. James reached down and gave her a kiss, while his hands explored her body. He then got off the bed and picked his boxers up from the floor, before making his way back up to the top of the bed and forced them into her mouth, surprising Christina. Let's see how much she really wants this, he thought. He had seen a little BDSM porn and was looking forward to seeing how this went. He could see that she was a little uneasy with her mouth full of his underwear, but he didn't mind that. If she really wanted this then she needed to be a little uncomfortable and he wanted to give her the fantasy that she craved. Lucy was impressed with James so far. She hadn't expected that - Steve hadn't gagged her before. James looked in control in this situation, and he looked to be in his element. She looked over at Christina and, in a slightly sadistic way, smiled to herself at the look of uncertainty on her sister's face. She was about to find out whether this was really what she wanted, Lucy thought. Meanwhile Lucy imagined that it was her tied up on the bed, not Christina. She imagined James's naked body climbing over her, fondling her, pinching her, spanking her. And she imagined his cock penetrating her. For the second time that day, she started to rub herself off in the wardrobe watching her sister get fucked, lusting at her boyfriend. James wasn't in a hurry. He spent a long while teasing Christina, rubbing his hands over every inch of her body. He spanked her breasts and pulled on her nipples, before kissing her all over. Christina hadn't thought it would be this intense. Her arms were beginning to ache, as was her jaw. But she was getting incredibly horny. Her pussy was sopping wet and she was eager to be fucked. But James wouldn't do it. He just continued to play with her, teasing her, and she was getting frustrated. And his boxers meant that she couldn't tell him. She was absolutely helpless and she wasn't sure whether this was what she really wanted. James climbed onto her, and hit her breasts with his cock a number of times before, to Christina's relief, he finally lowered himself down the bed until he was level with her. He spread her legs, and guided his cock into her pussy. Christina had never been so glad to have his cock in her pussy, and, after all of the frustration, she began to get some relief. Once he was all the way in, James suddenly began to fuck her hard, unlike he'd ever fucked her before, grabbing onto her sides with each hand. He looked down at her pretty face, full of his boxers. He saw her squirm. He saw her closed eyes and could tell that she was enjoying this. She would be coming soon - normally it took her a lot longer than this. While he pumped her, he intermittently took opportunities to give her a slap, or pull at her nipple, making the most of her being restrained and gagged. He was revelling in the ability to give her a good, hard, rough fucking, and he was enjoying being able to exert his power over her. Christina was very close to coming, even though they hadn't been fucking for all that long. This was all so different from how they usually had sex and it was blowing her mind. Being tied up and used like this was even better than she expected, and she now understood what Lucy enjoyed about being with Steve. Being tied up, being fucked hard and the noise as the headboard continued to crash into the wall as her sister watched on was all too much and she soon came, her body writhing, her mouth unable to make any noise. She felt some dribble run out of the side of her mouth, down her cheek. James couldn't last much longer either. He was less able to control himself giving it all he had like this and he knew he was on the brink. He pulled out of her just in time to release a thick stream of cum all over her front, creating a long, thin lake of it that stretched from her belly button to just below her neck. Satisfied, he collapsed on the bed next to her, breathing heavily. "Did you enjoy that?" James asked. Still gagged by his boxers, the only means of communication was by using her head, and she gave a nod. It was true, she had enjoyed it, very much. But she was now ready to be released from her restraint. It had been great while she had been horny and while she was being fucked, but now she had cum and was returning to normal, she wanted to be back in control of the situation. But James wasn't in the mood to let her go just yet. He was going to make the most of the opportunity of being the one in control. It was so alien to him, almost like they had swapped roles this time, and he was loving it. "Now, you've got me all sweaty again. I'm going to have another shower" James told her as he got up. Christina didn't like that much and tried to protest. The trouble was, seeing her tied up, gagged and struggling like this had the opposite effect on James and he thought if he watched her for any substantial length of time he would be ready to go again very soon. But he thought better of it. "I'll untie you when I get back, I won't be long. Don't go anywhere!" he joked, not really needing a shower, just wanting to taunt her girlfriend like she had done to him so many times. Christina just glared at him as he put his jeans on again and walked out of the room towards the shower. Once she knew the coast was clear, Lucy came out of her hiding place for the second time in a couple of hours, having to push the wardrobe door hard in order to move the chair that James had left in front of it, before moving it back, leaving it as it was. "I've got to say, I preferred the second performance" Lucy giggled to her sister. Christina again protested, eager to lose her restraints. "Of course I would normally release you, sis. But I can't untie you, can I? James would definitely know something was up. I am going to have to just leave you here." Christina tried to speak, but her voice was so muffled by James' boxers that Lucy couldn't understand what she was trying to say. She wasn't sure how long James would be and wanted to make sure she was definitely out this time before he came back in, so decided she would leave straight away. She had definitely enjoyed the show the second time around, and while watching from her vantage point she had brought herself off. Again. She couldn't get the idea of James fucking her roughly, like he had just fucked her sister, off her mind. The fact that he had also just said that his favourite fantasy involved her was particularly exciting, and Lucy had been thinking of all the different ways James may have fantasised about fucking her. Her orgasm had been surprisingly intense and she had been worried that she would struggle to stay upright, and make a lot of noise falling over. Thankfully she didn't, and the noise the other two were making was enough to cover her. But before she left, she walked up to Christina and, with an index finger, scooped up some of the cum that was pooled on her chest. She put the finger into her mouth, tasting James's cum, and gave it a long suck, swallowing it all. "Mmmm" she said, tauntingly, to her sister. "That tastes good. I might have to try that again some time." She was half-joking, just trying to wind her sister up. But the truth was she did want to taste his cum again. Preferably not second hand next time either. As she walked out of the room, leaving her naked, bound sister behind, she realised she was still naked and didn't have the sweater she came in for. Oh well, she thought, never mind. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 05 Day 5 - Tuesday 21st May He didn't recognise who it was the first time. "Steve, hang on there." He did the second. Steve turned around to see Tim running up to him. "What are you doing here?" "Oh, hi Tim!" Steve said, surprised, trying to think of an excuse. "Yeah, my back's playing up again. It had been better for a while, but the last few weeks have been pretty bad again." When Steve told Lucy that he would meet at the hospital he had remembered that Tim also worked there, but figured that the hospital was big enough that he probably wouldn't bump into him. Clearly that was not the case. "Oh, really? Who is it that you see for that, is it Clive?" Steve didn't know his doctors by their first names. "Not sure. I know him as Dr Samuels. I've seen him a number of times and I think he's pretty good." "Yeah - that's Clive. He'll sort you out. Anyway, besides your back, how are you doing? Haven't spoken to you for a while." "I'm pretty good thanks. How about you?" Steve didn't really want this conversation to go on for too long, as he knew Lucy only had a fifteen minute break, but he had to make sure he didn't arouse suspicion. "I'm great, Steve. Hey, we tried that new curry house on Saturday. The food was pretty good. My Madras was really hot, but the onion bhajis were a bit greasy and the only beer they serve is Kingfisher. I think I prefer the Spice House. Why didn't you come that night? Oh, I remember! You've got a new girl, haven't you? How's it going? Do we get to meet her?" "I didn't say anything about a new girl, I just said I was meeting someone." Tim laughed. "Ok, ok, but it was a girl, right?" "Yes, ok. Maybe it was a girl. But it's very early days. And I'm not introducing you to her until we're pretty serious. If we get pretty serious. Anyway, I need to get going or I'll miss my appointment." Steve looked again at his phone to read the directions that Lucy had given. "I doubt Clive is running on schedule, even at this time in the morning. Oh well, I'll leave you to it. Catch you round. Hope your back gets sorted." "Cheers Tim. See you later." Tim watched as Steve walked away, in the opposite direction to Clive's office. He didn't look like his back was giving him any grief, and as they had talked he had seemed rushed and distracted - not something he usually saw in Steve. He thought about saying something, but knew that Steve didn't need telling where the office was, he would have been there plenty of times before, and he didn't seem like he really wanted to talk either. He wondered what he was up to and, given A&E was relatively quiet for once, decided to follow him. Steve was annoyed that Tim had seen him, he hadn't wanted him to know anything about Lucy, and wanted to make sure that he didn't find out now. But he thought he had got away with it, decided not to look back at Tim in order as to not arouse suspicion, and he rushed along the corridor as Lucy had instructed him. His whole morning had been rushed. When he had got back from the work do last night, he came home to one of those annoying little cards that the postmen sometimes leave. He wasn't home to take delivery of his parcels, so instead of leaving it round the back of the house in the shed or some other convenient place, they took it back to the post office. No common sense, Steve thought. But it must be the toys and equipment that he ordered at the weekend. That was quick. He was looking forward to making use of them. He tried to work out how his morning would fit together. He needed to be at the hospital for 10:30 - preferably sooner so he could make sure he was in the right place on time - and he had to go straight from the hospital to Dorset, so would have to pick up the parcels first thing, - and he also had plenty of preparation to do for the meetings in the afternoon. The post office opened at 6am, so he decided to set his alarm for 5.45. So much for the benefits of working from home, he thought. He hadn't remembered the extent of what he ordered and there were a surprising number of parcels waiting for him. So much so, in fact, that he had to make two trips to the car as he couldn't carry it all in one go. When he got home, he opened up some of the parcels. He wanted a couple of things to take with him today, but he had to search through all of the boxes in order to find them. Once he found and opened what he was looking for, he repacked the boxes as best he could and left them in one of his spare rooms, stacked one on top of another. He didn't want them to be found by anyone, and his cleaner was due later that morning, as she was every Tuesday. She didn't clean that room very often as it wasn't generally used, so Steve thought they would be safe there. By the time he had reached the hospital he was already a little tired. He had managed to do all of the preparation he needed to do, but not as much as he would have liked. It would probably be fine, but he preferred to be in a situation where he had done enough work that his pitch was flawless, perfectly tailored to the client, and he was able to answer any possible question, particularly with new clients, and he knew he wouldn't be able to this time. He would have to wing it. Well, wing it more than usual. Thankfully, the traffic had been good and he arrived at the hospital ahead of time. As he pulled up into the car park he started to feel less tired, as the thought of being with Lucy again and the excitement began to build up. He was annoyed that he only had fifteen minutes, especially since last night had also been so quick, but there wasn't really anything that he could do about that. He wanted to be at Lucy's rendezvous early to make the most of their time together, but not too early that he would be loitering, so he sat in the car for a few minutes, waiting. That was what made Tim's conversation so annoying. He didn't want to be late after all of that. Lucy's directions were easy to follow and he soon found the store room that she had suggested. He checked his watch, 10:29 - perfect. Just then, Lucy came rushing around the corner. Not running, but walking pretty quickly. Without saying anything, she took a key out of her pocket, opened the door and they both went through. Lucy looked so different in this context - with her uniform on. She had always had her hair down when they had seen each other before. Today she had it up in a pony tail, presumably to keep it out of the way for work, and he approved. It made her seem more innocent. He didn't approve of the uniform though - it covered over all of Lucy's best bits and didn't do her figure any favours. Tim was intrigued. He had no idea what Steve was up to. He hadn''t known if it was anything suspicious or whether in fact he had just been looking for a coffee or something. But now he knew it was something suspicious. Was the hot student nurse he had walked into the store room with his new girl? She had been working in A&E with him, although they hadn't worked together as much as he had been hoping. Now he was a consultant he thought that he should be in charge and able to work with who he liked, but it turns out that, even as a consultant, you still get told what to do. But he figured that was only because he was new to the job, and hopefully that wouldn't last. But he did make sure he could check her out as much as he could, like he did with all of the hot student nurses. What was this one's name? Lucy? Yes, he had taken a liking to her. He walked up to the store room door, which was slowly closing, and peeked through. The store room was large, and he couldn't see them. He walked through the door, checking behind him that nobody could see, and made his way along the racks of medicine and equipment, as he looked back to see the door click closed. At the end of the first aisle, he saw them. They were at the table at the back of the room. He hid behind the first rack and hoped that it gave him enough cover that he wouldn't be noticed. He was shocked at what he saw. Steve was fastening a gag around Lucy's head. Her hands were already handcuffed in front of her and Tim began to wonder what was going to happen. The gag and the handcuffs were the two things that Steve had picked out of the parcels and he was pleased with them. Lucy's pretty face looked incredibly sexy with the red ball of the gag in her mouth, especially with her pony tail. He lifted up her uniform and was pleased to see that she had, again, not worn any underwear. He kissed her over her gag, reached down and gave her clit a quick rub. She was already wet. He knew he didn't have much time, so didn't waste any and decided to leave her fully clothed. He pushed her up against the table first, and then bent her over it. He lifted her uniform up so that he had easy access. Lucy was getting very excited by this. She had been looking forward to it all morning, especially once she had managed to find somewhere. That had taken some doing. She had gone in early that morning to hunt around for somewhere. They couldn't have done it on the wards, that would have been far too risky as they would almost certainly get caught. It was only when she heard a couple of the other nurses talk about getting supplies that she thought about using the store room. It would be perfect, as nurses only go in intermittently. Most of the time it was empty. The only problem was that she didn't have a key. But the sister on the ward did. When the sister was busy chatting with a couple of the other nurses next to the filing cabinets in the office, she saw her chance. She moved up close to the sister and pretended to do some filing. She tentatively grabbed the keys from the chain and slowly pulled. Lucy had gone to the store room earlier to check the shape of the keyhole hoping that she would be able to work out which key she needed, hoping the sister didn't have too many keys on her ring. In the end, all of the keys on the ring were for Yale locks but one. Perfect. She slowly slid the other key from the key ring and took it. That had been easier than she had expected. She too was a little frustrated by the fact they would only have a short time together. Still, better than no time at all. Once she had everything arranged, she had relaxed a lot more and the thought of being fucked here, at work, was beginning to excite her. Although she definitely didn't want to get caught, there was a certain thrill to the thought that she could be. The few hours in the hospital this morning had dragged, and by the time it had got to 10:30 she was incredibly horny after thinking about nothing else. But now she was here, exactly where she wanted to be. Gagged, cuffed and bent over a table with her naked ass in air, exposed, and her wet pussy waiting in anticipation. She knew she wouldn't have to wait long today. Steve began by giving her a good spanking. He spanked her hard, on both cheeks a number of times, with his bare hands. The gag meant her cries were muffled, but that didn't stop her, and they were still very audible. The blows to her poor ass were really beginning to hurt, and she couldn't help herself but cry out. But just as the pain began to get too much, the spanks began to become pleasurable too. Each spank sent a shockwave of pain through her body that seemed to end up in her pussy, which was getting wetter by the spank. Looking from his hidden vantage point, Tim was amazed at what was unfurling before his eyes. Was this really his friend Steve? He knew Steve very well - they had been friends since school - and he had never seen him like his. Not that he had ever seen Steve in any sexual situation before. But his relationships in the past had never hinted at anything like this, and he couldn't believe they had been. Especially not with his ex-wife Claire. So when did this happen? Steve looked so confident as he administered his punishment onto the student nurse's naked ass. Like he knew exactly what he was doing. But how did he get to know this student nurse? And how long had he been tying her up, doing this to her? No wonder he had been so cagey when asked about his new girl. His thoughts turned to the nurse who was now under Steve's control. Presumably this was consensual, this was what she wanted. After all, she was the one who had come and unlocked the store room. But how did she get the key? She was only a student nurse and shouldn't have access. She looked so hot gagged like she was though. Tim had been very careful with women at work and adopted a strict look but don't touch policy, though he had wanted to do much more than just touch many of them. Not that he had seriously considered a relationship with any of student nurses, as he was much older. He wondered whether he would be able to take it a bit further with this one though. He knew he was a bit of a creep really, but he didn't care. Steve knew he didn't have much time, so he decided to get on with it. He undid his trousers and pulled his boxers down, releasing his erect penis. He stepped up to her and rubbed his cock up and down the length of her slit, eliciting a muffled moan from Lucy. He then slowly guided the first inch or two of his cock into her waiting pussy, before slamming the remainder of his shaft into her hard. With a hand on each of her hips, he started to pump her. The table that she was bent over was only small and wasn't particularly sturdy and slid backwards and forwards with each thrust, making a loud scraping noise. Cuffed, Lucy wasn't able to steady herself at all, and she was moving all over the place. She was a little worried she might fall off, but her main focus was the cock that was ravishing her pussy and she wasn't able to concentrate enough on the table to worry about it too much. Steve didn't want to make too much noise, in case they got caught. With a few hard thrusts he pushed the table towards the wall. As they got close to the wall, Steve pulled on Lucy's hair and got her to stand up a bit more. He pushed the table right up to the wall, then let go of her and pushed her back down. Given the length of the table, she wasn't able to bend over properly and ended up with her face sideways, squashed into the wall. Now Lucy was better secured, Steve could release his hands and moved them up her body until they found her breasts, and he fondled them through the material of her uniform. It didn't take long before Lucy felt that familiar feeling between her legs and knew she was not far away from an orgasm. The gag was a new feeling for her, and she was enjoying being even more restricted, not able to speak properly and restricting her cries. She was cuffed and squashed between Steve and the table and the wall, and she was relishing being treated like this. Being used. Steve hadn't let up the intensity at all and the continual pounding of her pussy was too much and she came. As much as it was able to in her current position, her body writhed as the waves of orgasm washed over her. Her whole body weakened and she would have struggled to stay upright if it wasn't for the pressure of being sandwiched between Steve and the table. Steve didn't let up, and even as her body relaxed, the sight of her cumming caused Steve to speed up the pace of his thrusts. He didn't know how much longer he would last, but he probably only had a few minutes left with Lucy anyway, so made no effort to save himself. Just as she was starting to recover somewhat from the first orgasm, she felt another begin to build up and, sure enough, she came for the second time, moaning through her gag. Her second orgasm coincided with Steve's first and he groaned as he filled her pussy with his cum, still pumping, although now with a slightly reduced intensity. That had been a very satisfying orgasm, and Steve was pleased with himself. Once he had cum, he stepped back, withdrawing his softening penis from her pussy. He grabbed the side of her uniform and wiped his cock into it, cleaning the remaining cum without Lucy noticing. He liked the idea of Lucy doing the rest of her shift in a cum stained uniform, even if it was only a modest stain. His trousers and underwear were now around his ankles and he pulled them up, dressing himself again. Lucy had collapsed awkwardly onto the table and Steve had to help her up. Her orgasms must have been intense as she was struggling to stand up steadily. Gently he undid the gag from her face and pulled her close to kiss her tenderly as he stroked her face. "Hello slut" he belatedly said, realising that that was the first thing he had said to her all day. "Hello master", Lucy replied with a forced smile on her face, that gradually became more natural as it got more used to the gag being removed. "It's a real shame you only had fifteen minutes. I'd quite like to fuck you again." "Well, I'd quite like to be fucked again. Why can't we meet up later on?" "I've got business meetings in Dorset this afternoon and tomorrow, and I'm staying over, which is why I wanted to meet you here this morning. But don't worry, I'll make sure your pussy gets lots more attention in the coming days." He gave her another kiss. "Do you have Skype?" Steve asked, wanting at least some interaction tonight, even if it was virtual. "No, I don't think so. But I guess I could set it up." "Yes, do that. I'll give you a call around 10ish, so make sure you're ready to answer. And make sure you're naked." "Ok, I think I can do that. Anything for my master" she said, smiling again. Tim looked on at the couple as they talked. He was now certain it was consensual. The tenderness of their kisses and the smile on Lucy's face was enough to convince him of that, beyond doubt. He still couldn't believe what he had just witnessed though. It was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen. He hadn't ever seen another couple have sex before, apart from on film, let alone sex like this. It had turned him on and he was now pretty horny, with a sizable bulge in his trousers. Looking again at the student nurse, still flushed from her recent orgasms, he decided that he would like to fuck her too. Not that he knew how he would be able to do that. He had fantasised about having sex like this though, tying up some hot looking woman and having his way with her, fucking her as he liked. Still, he had enough trouble finding anybody to have sex with, let alone somebody who was willing to let him do that to him. He couldn't hear everything they had said, but he had picked up on a few things. He was pretty sure that Steve had called Lucy 'slut' and Lucy had called Steve 'master' and he wondered how their relationship worked, if indeed it was a relationship. He had to admit that he was jealous of Steve, being able to fuck Lucy like this. They looked to be finishing off and Tim suddenly panicked, working out how he was going to avoid being seen. He couldn't open the door - they would definitely notice that. So he waited until they were both looking away and he crept over to an aisle on the other side of the room and hid as best he could. If they looked in his direction for any length of time as they passed his aisle, they would see him. But he thought he would be ok. From anywhere else, he was pretty well hidden. "Tomorrow night you're going to come over to mine after work - be at mine at 7. As you've got a couple of days off work before you work the weekend, you'll be with me for two nights, and I will let you go on Friday night" Steve instructed her as he undid the handcuffs. "What have you got planned?" Lucy asked, not really sure whether she should be asking these kinds of questions, but pretty excited about being with him for that length of time. "I'm not going to tell you that!" Steve said, as he lifted up her uniform again and gave her a spank. "If I want you to know I will tell you." He looked at his watch. "We've taken too long - you better get back to work." The Crash and The Contract Ch. 05 Lucy suddenly looked worried. "What time is it?" "10:50. We're only five minutes over." Lucy grabbed Steve's arm and they both walked quickly to the door, but Steve wasn't letting her go that easily. Once they got to the door, He pushed her up against it and gave her a long kiss. "Ok, you can go now" he said, as he smiled at Lucy, her face anxious, keen to get back to the ward and avoid getting into trouble. She remembered that she had to get the key back to the sister too, and she hadn't worked out how to do that. Lucy opened the door, took a quick look to check that nobody she knew could see, and they walked out together. Steve smiled again at Lucy. "See you tomorrow" he said, and watched Lucy hurry away from him. He slowly walked back through the hospital to the car, hoping to avoid bumping into Tim again. Not that he knew about it, but that was not going to happen. Tim was still in his hiding place, wanting to give them both enough time to get away. He thought again about what he was going to do. He knew, as a consultant, he should report what he had seen. This kind of thing was definitely not permitted in the hospital, and he knew that Lucy would be disciplined if he reported it, and wasn't sure what would happen to either of them from a legal perspective. The hospital would probably press charges. But he also knew that he couldn't do that. Steve was his best friend. Besides, he wondered whether he could somehow work the situation to his advantage. He would have to think about that. Once he had given them both enough time, he emerged from the store room and made his way back to A&E where, no doubt, there would be plenty of patients waiting to see him. ========================= The traffic had been bad that evening, and it had taken Lucy twice as long as normal to get back. There had been an accident or something on the motorway, and she was relieved when she had finally made it home. She was still pretty nervous driving. The memories of the crash were vivid in her mind and the stop-start nature of the drive home, with vehicles everywhere, meant that it took her full concentration. But she managed it. At least it had been light and sunny rather than dark and rainy. It had been a stressful day all round. She hadn't managed to get into a situation where she was able to put the sister's key back onto her key ring by lunchtime, despite taking every opportunity she had to try to find a way. In the end, she had decided to leave it on one of the staff tables, hidden behind a packet of biscuits. Somebody would find it and give it back, she thought, and it would be better if she didn't have it on her when the sister discovered it was missing. But for the rest of the day she had worried. Worried about whether anybody had seen her take the key, try to put it back, or, worse, seen her with Steve. Now she was home, she could relax, although it was only when she stepped out of the car that she noticed the cum stain on her uniform. Shit, she thought. Had that been there all day? It wasn't too bad, she decided, although it was clearly noticeable. Hopefully nobody had seen it, or at least noticed it for what it was. She had decided that all of the hassle of the day had been worth it - those few minutes with Steve had been wonderful. But once again she was frustrated by how little time they had had together, especially after yesterday. She would much prefer being with him again tonight, she didn't think that a Skype chat would be a particularly good substitute. However, she was looking forward to the couple of days she would have at the end of the week. It would pretty much be 48 hours - longer than she had ever spent with him before. Would he be working at all? She hoped not. But at least that was something to look forward to, and she would have much more than fifteen minutes to be fucked. Now she had another evening free and she still hadn't had the walk with Christina that she had wanted. The whole family were home by the time that she got back, and dinner was waiting for her as she walked through the door. She loved her mum's cooking and tonight was lasagne - her favourite. James wasn't around tonight. He usually had one sport or another in the evenings, and so Christina was alone. Lucy suggested that they go out for the walk that she so craved and Christina was up for it - she enjoyed walking almost as much as Lucy did. Their home was in a beautiful spot. One of the benefits was that there were plenty of nice walks that went directly from the house, so they didn't need to drive anywhere first. They started on their usual walk, which was relatively easy going - only two or three miles, and not too hilly, but with plenty of nice views across the Cotswold hills. "So, how come you aren't with Steve tonight, hun?" Christina asked as they started out, along the road towards the footpath. "He's away with work tonight. Dorset I think he said." "So does that mean you've gone a day without him?" "No, he came to the hospital this morning." "Oh that's right, I remember you saying. Did you manage to find somewhere in the end?" "Eventually, but it wasn't easy. We went into the store room. It worked quite well in the end, and I don't think we were noticed. The only problem was we didn't have very long. It was only in my morning break, and I only get fifteen minutes." Christina wasn't too envious of Lucy's job. She wanted to go to university too, but not to do nursing though, it seemed like far too much work. Lucy seemed to be free labour from what she could see, and it was hard work too. She was quite happy at the local college on her fine art foundation programme and, providing that her exam results were good, she would go on to do it at university too. Not that she had any idea what she would do with a fine art degree. But she liked being creative - drawing, painting, making things - and she figured she may as well be doing something that she enjoyed. "I think they work you too hard, hun. Anyway, what happened? What did he do to you today?" "Well, once we were in the store room, he cuffed me and he gagged me. The he bent me over the table and spanked me hard." "Do you like being spanked?" Christina asked, after imagining her sister cuffed, gagged and spanked. "Yeah, I do. Eventually. I get nervous about it before it starts, and I don't always enjoy it to begin with. But by the time it's over, it's wonderful." "Why? What do you like about it?" She thought about it for a few moments. "I don't know. I guess it's the pain and the humiliation and the submission. The fact that he has you completely under his control and he can do whatever he likes to you. And then out of all the things he could do, he chooses to punish you. It really hurts though, and after a while each spank is really painful. My ass gets so sensitive too. But after a while it starts to become less painful. It still hurts, but it feels good too. It makes you ready for other things." "Hmm, so you would recommend it?" "I don't think it's for everybody, but it gets me going. After spanking me, he fucked me hard. We didn't have too much time, so he just went for it. I just can't believe how much I'm enjoying all of this. And how much I keep wanting more sex. It is so good!" Lucy thought about just how open she was being with her sister. She wasn't keeping anything from her. But it didn't seem strange at all, it just all felt very natural. She felt like her sister wouldn't judge her, but would understand her and support her and she felt comfortable sharing this with her. She also wanted Christina to feel like she could confide in her, too. She didn't want all of the traffic being one way. "Are you more comfortable with it now? I know you were having second thoughts before. How are you feeling about it?" Christina asked. "Most of the time, like I said, I am absolutely loving it. Sometimes I still wonder whether all of this is right, and whether I should be letting this happen to me. It's just that this isn't normal is it? Most people aren't like this, and most relationships aren't like this. I sometimes feel like this is something I shouldn't be doing, and I'm a little worried that one day Steve is going to take it too far and I'm going to get really hurt. But I'm trying to do like you say, and just enjoy it while it lasts. God, the sex is amazing!" "Yeah, I don't think all sex is that great hun, I think you have got things very good, so you should really make the most of it. Sex with James has its ups and downs. Sometimes I don't even cum, which is really annoying. In fact, some of the time I've been feeling like I've just been going through the motions with it. James doesn't seem to mind what we do or how we do it, as long as he cums. But I think I need something a bit more." "But what about last night? You looked like you had enjoyed that!" "Last night was incredible. It is amazing how much a little thing like having your arms restrained does to you. And with his boxers in my mouth, I felt completely helpless. I had absolutely no control over the situation and it was completely up to him. I wasn't able to say or do anything. "Just being tied up like that was enough to get me going. And then the way he touched me, and just played with me, was electric. By the time he actually got around to fucking me I was aching for his cock. I can't remember ever being like that. "And being fucked like that. We haven't ever had sex like that. James has always been so gentle, which has been nice, but this was something else. I see why you enjoy being with Steve so much, if it is always like that." They continued walking, now along the footpath, having left the road a while ago, with neither of them talking. Both of them just contemplating what they had been discussing. They had got to the most strenuous part of the walk, as they went up an incline to the top of the ridge. Lucy had never seen the path so dry and the ground so hard. The recent weather had been exceptional for England. Every day had been warm and they hadn't had any rain for at least a month. Lucy actually preferred it when it had been raining and she could squelch through the mud in her wellies. But, in England, she would never have to wait too long for that. "I'm sorry I left you like that last night, but I couldn't have done anything, otherwise James would have known something was up." Lucy remembered her sister being tied down on her bed, her mouth full of her boyfriend's boxers and her chest and tummy drenched in cum. "Oh, yeah. Bitch!" Christina joked. "No, I understand. I think you're right. I did feel pretty dirty lying there like that, tied up and helpless. I started to worry about Mum or Dad - or even Mike - finding me. What on earth would they think? But actually the thought of being caught was quite exciting and by the time James got back from the shower I was ready to go again "He took the boxers out of my mouth - and I could breathe again! And he could tell that I was horny again. He didn't fuck me - he'd already had two showers, I don't think he wanted a third. But he did bring me off with his fingers. He spread my legs and he teased me first, bringing his fingers close but not quite there. It was driving me wild and I told him to get on with it and fuck me. "Then he said to me 'shut up you slut, I will fuck you when I want to fuck you'." "He said that to you?!" "Yeah, I was really shocked. But what was more shocking was that being spoken to like that just made things worse, and I liked being called a slut. I went along with it, telling him that I was a dirty slut and needed to be fucked. I can't believe I acted like that! "Eventually he stopped teasing me, though, and did it. He lifted up one of my legs high in the air, and I span around so I was now on my side, and the cum that hadn't dried on me - or been eaten by you - began to run down my side and onto the bed. It was quite uncomfortable being in that position, but I didn't care. Then he used his fingers on me. First he rubbed my clit. He wasn't gentle either and it didn't take me long to get off. But once I had cum he didn't stop. He lifted my leg even higher, and rested it on his shoulder. Then, with his other hand, he used two of his fingers and he fucked me with them, hard. And before I knew it, I was cumming again. I can't believe how many times I came last night. "Later on that night, before James left, he fucked me again, and I came plenty. We were both so horny! And what's more I want him to take me like that again and again. I want him to tie me up and fuck me all day long. I think I'm almost as big a slut as you are, hun!" "Is that right?" Lucy asked, not sure she really liked her sister calling her a slut. But on the evidence of the last few days she thought that it would be hard to deny that that was what she was, so she couldn't really complain. "Yep, we are the slut twins" Christina laughed, as she gave Lucy a friendly nipple tweak through her top. "Oi! Stop it!" Lucy complained. "What are you doing? Are you trying to give your twisted boyfriend his kinky fantasy?" She laughed. "Yeah, woah! I was not expecting that! Can you believe that?!" "I can't believe you went along with it. You even started talking about us having sex. We're sisters for God's sake!" "Ok, sorry, I didn't mean anything by that, I was just trying to tease him. It's a pretty kinky fantasy though, isn't it?" By now, they were walking along the ridge, where the best views are, and they looked out over the rolling hills, farms and villages. It was starting to get late, and the sun was heading towards the horizon. It was going to be a beautiful sunset. "What did you think when he said that?" Christina asked. "When he said that he wanted to fuck you?" "Honestly?" Lucy asked, nervously. Christina nodded. "I was very surprised when he said it. First that he had even thought about it, but also that he had told you. He must really trust you when you said you wouldn't get mad!" "Yeah. I had no idea what he was going to say, but was not expecting that. It threw me a bit." "But to be honest, I got quite excited about it. I mean, a good looking guy with a body like that admits to fantasising about fucking you, what girl wouldn't?!" At that point both girls giggled. "I think you're right. So does that mean that you would want him to fuck you?" Christina asked, smirking with her eyebrows raised. "He's your boyfriend, of course I wouldn't want to do that. Maybe if you two hadn't got together, then I guess maybe I could manage a bit of action with him." She looked at her sister smiling. "But not now you're together." "But what if I wanted you to? What if I wanted to make his fantasy come true?" "Are you being serious?" Lucy asked, no idea whether she was or not. "No, I don't think so. That would be really weird, I don't really know what I think about it. Just curious I guess." "Well, let's not think about it then" Lucy replied, trying to end the conversation. They continued their walk. The final stretch went through some woodlands. Lucy liked coming here in the autumn, when the path was muddy and the leaves had fallen and turned pretty colours. In the summer, the woods somehow seemed less exciting. They continued to talk, but not along the same lines as before. They were both wondering whether the conversation had gone a bit too far, and whether they'd talked about things they shouldn't have. Lucy worried that if they talked about the threesome with James too much the thought of it would become normal and that it would eventually happen, and she didn't think that Christina wanted that at all. She didn't really know whether she wanted it. Yes, she liked James and got off on the idea of him fucking her. But this was real life, and even if Christina said that she was ok with it, she wasn't really sure she'd be ready for the consequences. So they talked about college and uni and work and friends. This was Christina's last week at college, and that was it for the summer. She said that she was thinking about taking a summer job somewhere, as she could do with the money, but she wasn't sure what. As they made their way back up the road to the house, Lucy decided that she and Christina should make sure that they do plenty of walking over the summer. She did enjoy her company and the conversation. As she walked back into the house, she reflected on how happy and generally content with life she was. She glanced at the clock on the wall once they got into the hallway and she realised she had less than two hours to get Skype set up on her laptop. It shouldn't take that long, she thought. But she didn't want to displease Steve and she rushed up the stairs into her room to work out what she had to do to set it up. =============== It had been a long day for Steve. After leaving the hospital he had driven down to his first meeting. His time with Lucy in the store room had been great, Steve got a real kick out of fucking her in the middle of a busy hospital that anybody could have caught them in. But just like Lucy, he was disappointed that he was only able to see her for such a short amount of time. He wished that neither of them had to work and that he could spend all day and all night with her. There was so much he wanted to do with her. So many things he wanted to try. So many ideas. He had three months with her though. And in a few weeks she will finish for the summer and he had plenty of leave to take, so there would be opportunities. He tried to mentally prepare for the presentations he was due to give, but he just couldn't get Lucy out of his mind. Every time he tried to run through the slides in his head, and recite the set pieces he was going to say, he just saw visions of Lucy's beautiful naked body, tied up and waiting for him, her hungry eyes and her inviting pussy, and couldn't concentrate on the presentation. Christ, he was struggling to even concentrate on the road! The first presentation went fine in the end. They were very receptive to what he had to say and asked pertinent, if easy to answer, questions that showed they were very engaged. He was hopeful that they would go with his company's solution and, in an effort to seal the deal, took the key individuals out to a local pub for lunch. Sure enough, after steaks all round, not to mention a couple of bottles of red, they signed. Steve restrained himself - drinking only one glass. He had more meetings that afternoon. Steve was less hopeful about the second presentation. It was only a small company, and the kinds of IT services his company offered would be a real step up for them. It would be a big investment and would hit their budgets hard. His strategy here was to not aim for an agreement today. Just introduce himself, build a relationship, and hopefully in the next year or so they would sign with him. So he didn't go for the hard sell, and spent more time trying to understand their company and how it worked. They seemed reasonably friendly and agreed to stay in touch. The third of the day was easier. They were clients that Steve had worked with for years, and he didn't have a presentation as such. This was one of the regular catch-ups they had to make sure the service was running properly and was doing everything they needed. That went well and, for the second time today, he wined and dined the clients. He was glad the office didn't ask too many questions about his expense claims. Head office did - but he let his boss take the flack for that. He wouldn't be in sales if he didn't enjoy these meetings, but it was the travelling he didn't enjoy so much. After leaving the second pub, he headed out to his hotel. Another hotel. He stayed in far too many and much preferred being able to sleep in his own bed. Still, he did have one thing to look forward to that night. It was about half past nine by the time he had checked in and made it up to his room. He had had enough of the generic business hotels and tried to stay in places that were more interesting. Not that there was that much choice in rural Dorset. This one was a nice small family run hotel, with a decent sized room that was well decorated. The receptionist had been very friendly and he decided that this was probably the kind of place that would do a proper full English breakfast. He was already looking forward to his tomorrow, even though he was still very full of his two pub meals that day. The Crash and The Contract Ch. 05 He had enough time to shower and settle in but, soon enough, ten o'clock rolled around and he was ready to make the call. He had Skype on his work laptop, but didn't really know how well that account was monitored or what was recorded and decided that it would be safer to just do this from his personal phone, even though the screen wasn't very big. He hadn't dressed after the shower, and lay on the bed on his back naked, ready to make the call. He didn't really like doing it in this position as it meant his double, or rather triple, chin would be almost centre screen. But there wasn't really any other way of doing it if he was only using his phone. He made the call and Lucy answered very quickly. It hadn't taken her very long at all to get it set up, and she had had a test call with Christina earlier to make sure that it was all working properly. She was led on her bed too, although she had the laptop to her side as she wanted to show off as much of her body as possible. "Hello slut" Steve said, glad to see the image of his beautiful slut on his phone. "Hello master" she replied, equally glad to see his face. "You're looking very hot tonight. Have I ever told you how perfect your body is?" He was gazing lustily at the sight before him. What struck him most about her lying in this position was her shapely hips, that were emphasised as the side of her body lay flat on the bed. He couldn't see too much of her legs, but had a great view of her pert breasts. Her pussy was well hidden at the moment, as her top leg came down in front of her bottom leg. In his small phone screen there was no way he could make out any detail of her pleasure spot. "No, I don't think you have. How perfect is my body?" she asked, seductively. "You cheeky slut! I'm going to have to punish you for that next time I see you. Your body is absolutely perfect and I wish you were here with me so I could fuck you properly." "Mmmm" she replied. "I wish I was there too. What would you do to me if I was there?" "Well, the first thing I'd do is give you a spanking for being a cheeky slut. Then I would handcuff you and tell you to suck my cock. Would you like to suck my cock?" "Of course, yes" she replied. "Can I see your cock please master?" Even though they had only been on the phone for a minute or so, Lucy was already getting turned on, and started to touch herself, running her hands over her body. "Yes you can see my cock, but I haven't told you to touch yourself yet, so take your hands off your body." Lucy did as instructed. "In fact, give yourself a slap on the cheek as a punishment." After hesitating for a moment, Lucy did as she was told, and slapped herself on the cheek. "No, a real slap. Harder." She did it harder, and it really stung. "That's better. Now you better behave yourself for the rest of this call" he told her, patronisingly. "Look, here is my cock." Steve moved the phone so she could see it. He probably held the phone much too close. Her laptop screen was now probably full of cock, so he held it back slightly, so he could get the whole length in. It was already on its way to becoming hard, but Steve found that displaying himself on the phone like this made it harden fully pretty quickly. Lucy could see it harden before her eyes. "Did I do that to you?" "You sure did, you dirty slut. Your hot naked little body is turning me right on and now I need to fuck you." He took the phone in his left hand and held it in such a way that the camera would take in the whole of his cock, as well as his upper body and his face. With his right hand, he grabbed his shaft and began to gently masturbate himself. "Are you going to show me your cute little pussy so I can fuck you now, slut?" "Yes master" she replied and lifted her top leg perpendicular to the bed, making a triangle shape with the other leg, giving Steve a clear view of the prize he sought. "Are you horny, slut?" "Yes, master." "What do you want me to do you, slut?" "I want you to stick your big hard cock into my slutty little pussy. I want you to fuck me as hard as you can and use my body any way you want. I am your fuck toy, master" Lucy was amazed at how easily this kind of language was coming to her. Steve had to momentarily stop himself, otherwise he thought he might cum then and there. He loved it when Lucy talked dirty like this, like she did in the shop on Sunday. He could tell from her breathing, not to mention the hungry look in her eyes, that she was beginning to get horny too. "Can I touch myself please master?" "Not yet slut." "But I'm so horny, master. I'm desperate to be fucked, I just need your cock in me." "You can touch yourself when I say so" Steve said defiantly. "And not before." Steve resumed his masturbation. "My cock is nice and hard for you, slut. How wet is your pussy?" Lucy was aching to touch it and find out, but she knew already. "My pussy is very wet, master. It's ready for your cock. Please fuck me, please let me touch myself." "Good. You may now touch yourself, but keep your hands away from your breasts and your pussy for now." "Thank you master" Lucy said, gratefully, as she started to rub her hands down the sides of her body and across her stomach. Steve watched as his slut played with herself. He could see how horny she was and how desperate she was. He was struggling to stop himself from cumming too and, in effort to do so, was now masturbating himself very slowly. It felt good to be allowed to touch herself. But her pussy was calling her and she had to use all of her determination to stop herself from running her hand those few extra inches down in between her legs. "Now, pinch your nipples." Lucy took the opportunity to rub her hands over her breasts before taking each nipple between the finger and thumb of each hand. "No, pinch them. Pinch them tightly and pull as hard as you can." Lucy did as she was told and was surprised at how far she could pull them. There was a sharp pain as she did it, but it wasn't altogether unpleasant. "Now tweak them. Roll them back and forth in between your thumb and finger." That hurt a lot more, and she cried out in pain, but she didn't let up. She kept on tweaking herself, almost making herself cry. Steve was impressed with how well she was punishing herself. It was an incredibly sexy sight. The hot naked girl that was now his slut, pulling violently on her perfect, pert tits, clearly looking very horny. He let her continue for a while. "Ok, now you may touch your pussy. But you are not allowed to cum until I say so. Do you understand?" "Yes master. Thank you master." Lucy sent her left hand down across her body until her first finger was at the top of her slit. She started rubbing, slowly moving her finger down until it was close to her clit. "Stick your finger into your cunt and then, once it is covered in your juices, put it in your mouth so you can taste it. Suck your finger clean." She did as she was told and slowly stuck her finger into her pussy. She moved it around, making it as wet as possible, and then lifted it up to her mouth. She sucked it seductively, staring right at Steve, imagining instead that it was his cock. She had started to grow accustomed to the taste of her own pussy, and was enjoying sucking it clean. Once she was satisfied it was clean, she moved it back to her pussy and started to rub her clit. She was desperate to cum now. "Please master, may I cum." "No slut, not until I tell you to. But keep rubbing yourself." She did as she was told, but it wasn't easy, and her whole body was urging the orgasm on. "Please master, I can't hold on much longer. I need to cum. Fuck! Please let me cum!" "When I'm ready." Steve himself was nearing the point of no return, but did not want to make this easy for her. So made her wait. Eventually though, he was too desperate to cum that he couldn't hold on any longer. "Ok, now you may cum." She meant to thank him first, but couldn't bring herself to say it before her finger automatically pressed down hard on her pleasure spot and she orgasmed immediately. "Fuck, oh my God! Thank you master!" she cried out as her body went wild, writhing all over the bed. Her eyes had closed while she rubbed herself through her orgasm. "Open your eyes slut. Watch your master cum all over you." Lucy did as she was told and turned her head to watch the laptop screen. Steve gave himself a few hard tugs on his cock, and that was enough. He came too, sending streams of cum all over his chest. Once they had both come down from their respective highs they lay there, staring at each other on their screens, looking into one another's eyes. "That was wonderful, slut" Steve said, surprised at how erotic the call had been. They talked a little before Steve ended the call. He reminded her about the next couple of days, and Lucy responded with obvious excitement at the prospect. After he finally hung up, Steve lay there in bed, content. Happy that he was able to share such experiences with such a gorgeous young woman who had given herself to him. He laughed at the thought of it again. How on earth had he managed to do it? Why had she given herself to him so whole-heartedly? He lay there, wondering. That night, he smiled himself to sleep with the thoughts of what he would do to Lucy over the next few days. It was certainly going to be an adventure.