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A Change of Employment Ch. 01

By: Coops812



Leanne looked down at the black and white photo that she held in her diminutive hands and trembled involuntarily. How had he found her, she wondered, biting her lower lip lightly?

It had been many years since the photo had been taken – close to twelve in fact. Leanne remembered it quite clearly because it had been taken only a couple of weeks before she'd married Ryan, and their 12th wedding anniversary was next month. 

She looked down at the image again and sighed – it looked pretty harmless of course – to the casual observer anyway. In sharp focus and with perfect balance, the subtle natural lighting portrayed two subjects clearly. One of them was Leanne, and the other was of an older man – a much older man – easily a septuagenarian. The old man was grinning mischievously toward the cameraman while Leanne sat on his lap looking somewhat uncomfortable with the situation. Her fair hair was pulled up in a small ponytail near her crown and ringlets cascaded down either side of her slim face, almost covering her ears. She had on a light-coloured singlet and a dark skirt with tiny flowers printed on the flimsy material. Her small, firm breasts appeared unfettered and her nipples cast just enough shadows to highlight that they could have been in a mild state of arousal – or perhaps she was just cold.

Leanne felt suddenly anxious – she had thought it was all well and truly behind her – different state – and a different surname now of course. But somehow he had tracked her down – and for what reason she could not be sure... 

An inexplicable tingle fluttered momentarily in Leanne's loins – and she shook herself in denial at her body's subconscious reaction – but it was a reaction none-the-less of the distant memory – a snapshot in her life that she had tried hard to forget.

She glanced at the picture for a moment longer as she flicked absently at the disposable lighter's mechanism – and she wondered what the casual observer would make of the old man's gnarly hand resting on the smooth, inner thigh of her right leg. His bony fingers looked to be pressing into her skin slightly –precariously close to the bunched-up hem of her short skirt... Was that why her legs appeared to be slightly apart, or was it just innocent? 

Leanne's skin crawled at the vivid memory of what had happened between them next... Hard to believe really, she thought.

Touching the lighter's flame to the edge of the photo, Leanne watched it gradually ignite in a bluish hue and when the heat suddenly became unbearable, she dropped the photo onto the garden bed and was surprised at how quickly it had turned to indiscernible ash. 

The destructive flame may have gone out but the photo had sparked memories in Leanne she had much preferred to forget. Shaking her head in an attempt to clear her mind, she reluctantly let her thoughts wander back to over a decade earlier – a period when she had lost her innocence...

* * *

After moving to the city to be closer to her boyfriend, Leanne slowly made a few new friends of her own – friends quite different to what she had grown up with in her small country town. Leanne's new girlfriends all worked "different" sorts of jobs to what she was familiar to. Sue was a factory worker making exhaust pipes; Cathy worked in a sweatshop making cheap dresses – and Di was a part-time hooker – and a good one too, she'd often confessed to her quite candidly!

Leanne had met them at her local gym and their openness to her over the ubiquitous post-gym coffee had her warming to them instantly. And they all seemed so worldly! Christ – Di was really a hooker? Leanne could not imagine what her mother would say if she were to know she had a prostitute as a friend!

Since leaving school, Leanne had always worked-firms. She had always dressed smart; was well spoken; well paid – and thoroughly bored with it all! She wanted a bit of a change in her life before it all got too serious.

Well, her boyfriend, Ryan, was not too happy about Leanne's choice of so called friends – but he was even less happy when she informed him she was going to work for six months with Sue in the exhaust factory! She told him she wanted to see how hard it really was – if she could hack it. He begrudgingly gave in to her desire – thinking to himself smugly that his innocent girlfriend (whom he was soon to propose to) would not last more than a week in some hot and noisy factory!

He was wrong – Leanne pretty much stuck it out. 

She actually hated the work intensely – it was so demeaning – hot and noisy, smelly and physically hard too. And the work clothes! They were absolutely horrible and consisted of baggy blue overalls, big steel-capped boots and a hair net! And to top it off – the low wages were nothing short of criminal! 

It was everything that Ryan had told her it would be. But she did not want to give Ryan the satisfaction of her quitting the job early! Besides, she got to meet all sorts of interesting people, from all parts of the world, quite different to what she was familiar with – and there were a couple of cute guys working there too. For those reasons, and her friend Sue, somehow helped to make it a bit of fun! Besides, it was just temporary.

Within weeks of her starting there, one of the guys (a Leading Hand on her shift), had even taken a bit of a shine to her. He made it quite obvious too – and even though he knew she had recently become engaged – he continued to flirt with her brazenly. His name was Scott. He was several years older than Leanne and he had told her he was married – but had recently separated from his wife.

Sue of course knew what was going on and had even encouraged Leanne to flirt back with him – told her it was normal sort of stuff 'cause if you picked the right man in a place like this – and Scott was one of them – then you could ask them to put you on the easier jobs in the factory – like packing the mufflers with insulation; where it was both cooler and a lot quieter than out on the main factory floor!

So Leanne encouraged him – and within weeks she was packing mufflers – she still thought the job sucked, but it was a little more bearable to say the least!

Scott checked on her several times a day – brought her cold water regularly – and would even help her pack mufflers when she fell behind. He constantly asked her out – and even though she was flattered – she constantly declined of course. But she liked him – he made her laugh.

Surprisingly, the weeks flew by. Before she knew it, it was the end of year and time for the ubiquitous Christmas party. 

The Social Club had organised a function at the local tavern some five kilometres from the factory in a "nicer" part of town. Partners were of course welcome – but Sue told Leanne that few seemed to have gone along in the past. Ryan not only did not want to go – but of course he did not want his fiancée to go either! 

Well that went down like a lead-balloon and Leanne had merely decided to go on her own! She'd told Ryan she would not be out too late, but she had felt attending the function was the "right thing to do". She'd been working at the factory for nearly three months and felt pretty comfortable around her fellow-factory workers now – well, most of them anyway – and having a few drinks with them seemed like it would be a bit of fun. 

There was one person that she was not comfortable around. The factory foreman, a big man named Gus, gave her the creeps a bit. He was easily in his forties with a large, round shaved head that reminded her of a bowling ball – Leanne had often caught him perving on her from his small office at work when she least expected it. At times he'd even attempted to make conversation with her, and although his manner seemed pleasant enough, he made her feel uneasy and she would fob him off almost rudely – which was so unlike her.

Leanne had hoped he would not be at the Christmas party – or at the very least, that she would be able to avoid him.

Sue ended up getting a lift to the tavern with Leanne in her old sedan – both of the girls had spruced themselves up a bit – but not too much by Leanne's normal standards. She wore tight black jeans, a sleeveless satin top and a pair of stilettoed sandals that made her little round butt poke out seductively as she walked. But her hair was undoubtedly her most attractive feature – not too many at the factory had seen Leanne's beautiful strawberry-blonde ringlets without the hairnet confining them until the night she walked in the tavern's dark lounge.

Even though there were probably more than a hundred employees at the tavern that night Scott homed in on Leanne within minutes of their arrival. He constantly commented on her appearance – and constantly shouted her cocktails. 

The meal was a buffet-style thing you would expect at a large function for workers of – dare I say – a lower working class. But it was bountiful. Leanne ate little unfortunately – and the alcohol began to take its toll on her small frame quite early in the night.

Leanne had lost sight of Sue – and could not shake Scott for a moment's peace – he even walked her to the ladies room and waited outside for her like he was her chaperone!

At around half-past-ten Leanne, as wobbly as she was, decided she should make a move to her car. She had clearly past that stage of intoxication that still allows for some semblance of common sense – you know – when you think you are alright to drive a car after "sobering up" with a couple of glasses of water when moments earlier you had trouble even asking the barman for one without slurring the request!

With Scott still in tow, she wandered around the crowd looking for her friend Sue – only to be told by someone that they had seen her leave earlier with Bob from Sales. Leanne didn't even know Sue liked Bob from Sales and felt almost mortified that her friend could do such a thing without telling her!

Well Scott kept pestering her to stay – but Leanne knew her fiancé, Ryan, would be really angry with her if she stayed out too much later. She now wished she had caught a taxi though as the thought of driving home was beginning to frazzle her.

Scott offered to walk her to her car and in Leanne's fuzzy-headed state she accepted. Leanne said goodbye to some of her favourites, and then pair of them left the tavern somewhat discreetly by the back door to the car park – his arm around her slim waist in a somewhat supporting fashion that she did not discourage.

Once out into the dimly-lit car park, Leanne was taken aback. The car park was now full and she was suddenly unsure where she had parked. Feeling a bit silly as the two of them wandered amongst the vehicles looking for her beige sedan, she was barely aware of Scott guiding her back over toward the tavern. He told her he wanted to talk to her where it was quiet. Soon, he had her secreted in a darkened alcove along the back wall to the tavern – his hand had drifted down from her waist and was now resting on her buttocks – her own arm was around his waist – more for support than anything too familiar.

"What are you doing? We're meant to be looking for my car!" Leanne smiled just as Scott manoeuvred her up against the cool bricks of the wall.

"Jus' thought we'd 'ave a bit of a pash before ya go – you know, for Christmas an' all."

Leanne faced Scott and looked up into his blue eyes, and draped her hands over his shoulders, "A pash? Mmm...I dunno, Scott, how about jus' a peck?"

With one hand resting against the wall for support and his other one back around her waist, Scott leant in toward her face and brushed his lips against hers for several moments.

Leanne's heart raced with excitement – never had she done anything remotely unfaithful since being with Ryan the last twelve months – but she wanted Scott to kiss her again – just to see what if felt like – to see if he was a good kisser.

"Alright then...but no tongues okay?"

Scott smiled and leant down toward her again – she had slightly thinnish lips he thought, but her smile was beautiful – and she tasted nice – very nice.

Surprisingly, she kissed him back with almost equal enthusiasm – and within moments she even allowed his tongue to explore her mouth without a glimmer of protest. His hand around her waist ran up and down the small of her back – and then quite deliberately, he lowered it and began to fondle her bottom through her tight jeans – slowly at first – but when she said nothing, he rubbed and pulled her toward him vigorously. 

Leanne broke their embrace breathlessly, "Scott...we...we shouldn't be doing this...you're married...an'...an' I'm nearly married..."

Scott ignored her and found her lips with his again and continued to hungrily kiss her again – he'd managed to slide his hand up from her firm butt and under her satin shirt. Quickly and efficiently, he found the fastener to her bra, and with deft fingers, he unclipped the garment and with her arms still up around his neck, he boldly ran his hand under her armpit and slipped his hand beneath her bra – and then squeezed her small breast inquisitively.

Leanne pulled away again and looked up into his eyes, "Scott...what do you think you're doing!"

"Ya got nice tits, Lee, fuckin' big nipples," Scott said hoarsely, "Ya like that?"

Leanne winced, "Ouch...not too hard...mmm...Scott...I should be going..."

Again he ignored her, and leant down to kiss her again, his hand going from one of her pert breasts to the other, tweaking and pulling her nipples in turn. She twisted and turned – but she didn't try too hard to stop his bold ministrations. Pretty soon he pushed himself against her firmly from the waist down and ground his erection into her groin – forcing her legs open till he had her feet off the ground and he dry-humped her several times. 

And when she did not stop him – of course he became further emboldened. Letting her feet rest back on the ground, he snaked his hand to the front of her jeans. This time, his normally skilful fingers fumbled excitedly. She was wearing a belt that was somewhat difficult to undo at first – but once unbuckled, the button and fly to her jeans relinquished easily. 

Not a moment later, Scott turned his hand so the palm was against the warm belly of Leanne, and he slid his fingers down the front of her jeans and inside her panties. With his finger tips, he could feel the small tuft of pubic hair that Leanne kept trimmed for her fiancé – and with rising urgency, he forced his hand down even further – until he felt the beginning of her moist cleft! 

Leanne wriggled from side to side – this was not meant to happen of course – what on earth was she thinking? 

"We...we...can't go all the way...Scott...we have to stop...Scott?"

Her jeans, although completely undone, were still very tight around her crotch. With considerable difficulty, Scott managed to inch his fingers down even further - closer toward her slit's opening. 

She felt small – quite small. Her labia, although puffy, felt as if they mirrored her mouth in size – he knew she would be tight. His cock ached to be released from his own tight jeans – he desperately wanted to fuck her.

"Mmm...Scott...you better stop...ouch...you're hurting me...that's enough," Leanne whined, "come on...get your hand out of there...please..." Half-heartedly, she placed her hand on his wrist in an attempt to remove his exploring fingers from between her legs. 

But Scott continued in earnest quite unperturbed – he wanted to get her jeans down far enough to finger her properly. He wanted to get her hot for him – to prepare her for his cock. He thought that he would fuck her up against the wall if he had to – it didn't matter – but he had to get her jeans down first!

Leanne let him kiss her again – and she let him play with her pussy – she didn't know how to stop him and her heart pounded hard in her chest with nervousness – things had gotten way out of hand! 

Unwittingly, she ground herself against his hand – she could feel his coarse fingers rub against her little hardened nub of flesh every now and then – and it sent electrifying tingles through her groin. It was feeling nice – but then his hand was gone. 

Moments later – Leanne became aware of both his hands on the waist band of her jeans – efficiently working them down over her hips.

"God...we shouldn't be doing this...Scott...Ryan would kill us both if he ever found out..."

"Well I ain't gonna tell 'im...what about you?" Scott mumbled into her ear.

"Of course not... Promise you won't tell anyone...Scott?"

He chuckled, she sounded like she had just capitulated, "Our secret, Lee, our little secret."

Leanne felt the cool night air on her newly exposed flesh as her jeans were systematically lowered down over the lovely round orbs of her buttocks – Scott was persistent and he didn't stop until her jeans dropped down around her knees. 

She closed her eyes when she felt his hand exploring her naked flesh – she felt his hard fingers probing her and she began to shake nervously at what was about to happen.

Their lips locked again – and he removed his hand from between her legs and almost frantically undid his own jeans to finally release his hard cock...

She felt him lean in toward her – she could easily feel his hardness pressing against her – grinding and prodding at her young flesh – but with her jeans around her knees her thighs were still quite close together. It was not going to work.

"Hey...might 'ave ta bend you over...Lee..." Scott breathed urgently into her ear, "can't get it in like this..." he said quickly, still prodding at her with his hard cock.

"Oh god...I don't think so...what if someone comes? Um...maybe we should find my car?" Leanne suggested.

"Jus' turn around...lemme get it in a bit first...come on..." 

"Oh...I dunno...Scott...have you got a condom? We should at least use a condom."

"Yeah...of course...I'll put it on when we get to ya car...but first...turn around for me for a minute."

Leanne grumbled as she felt herself being spun around 180 degrees till she faced the wall. Scott then grabbed her around the waist and pulled her buttocks back toward him. She felt like a doll.

"Lean forward...uh hah... and put ya hands on the wall...yep...that's it..." Scott looked down at her bottom – what a pretty sight to behold – perfectly symmetrical – and very firm-looking. He could clearly make out the tan lines her small bikini had left no doubt from numerous trips to the beach. Yes, her arse looked perfect – best he'd ever seen! He'd been waiting months for this opportunity – and he could not wait a moment longer.

Leanne suddenly felt dirty – was she really going to let this uncouth man fuck her in out in a public car park? But before she had time to give it a second thought, she felt him move in behind her – she felt him push the small of her back down even further, so as to tilt her pelvis up at a better angle – and then she felt him prodding at her supple flesh again – his hardness felt hot and unrelenting.

"Gawd, ya fuckin' tight, Lee," Scott whispered sharply, "try an' open them fuckin' legs a bit would ya..."

"I can't...my jeans are still too tight...lets go to my car...please...I'll have to take them off."

But Scott was determined – he backed away several inches and roughly inserted his right index finger inside Leanne's vagina and finger-fucked her a few times – working some more of her sweet juices out.

"Ya fuckin' wet enough...that's for sure," he stated crudely as he removed his finger and moved back in behind her.

"Ouch...Scott...mmm...that's enough... aw god...nooo... I think someone's coming," Leanne groaned.

Scott chuckled, "Yep, gonna be me pretty soon, I reckon."

Gripping his cock in one hand, and holding her buttocks with the other, Scott watched as his cockhead gradually disappeared into her tight slit. He could feel the flesh of his foreskin stretching back over his shaft as impatiently he forced his cock inside of her – and it was almost painful. He could not remember his wife ever being even remotely close to this tight!


A Change of Employment Ch. 01



Leanne felt him ease back out for a moment – and then push in a little harder and a little further. To have another man's cock inside of her was a sobering experience to say the least, as apart from Ryan, she had only ever been with one other boy in her whole life – the boy that had deflowered her only a few years earlier!

She felt Scott work himself in deeper and she winced at his impatience – it was all wrong she knew suddenly – she could not do this to Ryan!

Without warning, Leanne stood up – instantly she felt Scott's cock pop out of her pussy, "That's enough...Scott...no more... I can't do this!"

"Orright...we'll go to ya car then...get them jeans off so I can fuck ya properly."

Leanne should have set him straight, but she said nothing; instead she hurriedly pulled up her jeans and almost ran in the direction of where she thought her car was...

And Scott was hot on her pretty tail!

This time she had it right. Her old sedan was tucked between two cars that hadn't been there earlier and a large four-wheel drive that was parked in front of it had hidden it from her view when they had looked before, but coming from this new direction had made all the difference.

"I gotta go, Scott," Leanne said as she fumbled for her keys and unlocked the driver's door.

"Nup...we gonna finish what we started, Lee, ya can't leave me in the lurch like this now!" Scott said, as he reached around inside her car and unlocked the rear passenger door.

"Scott, I'm sorry. It...it shouldn't have happened..." Leanne stammered forlornly as she watched him open the back door of the car.

"Get in, Lee," Scott said assertively, "ya gonna let me finish fuckin' ya...won't take long babe."

"Oh Scott..." she whined pitifully – but she was unable to resist his dominating control of the situation. 

Almost dreamlike, Leanne felt herself being hustled into the back seat of her own car and she looked up at him pleadingly, "Scott...please don't do this..." Her heart pounded rapidly in her chest as he pushed her backward until she was lying down, while she continued to grumble almost feebly...

Scott ignored her whimpering – he was almost certain it was just an act. Surely she would be carrying-on a shit-load more if she really didn't want to do this. Besides, he desperately wanted to feel his cock deep inside the young woman's cunt again – but properly this time.

He grappled with her stilettos and removed them easily. Next – her jeans – they were still undone of course and with her now lying down, they slid off her legs with just a few tugs.

He looked down at her – her tan lines framed the pale vee of her pudenda – and it looked to be beckoning him. Her pussy – small as it seemed and with hardly a hair on it – glistened in the car's dim interior light. Her delicate inner labia protruded like pink petals of an emerging flower, and Scott thought it was the loveliest thing he'd ever seen...

And he was going to fuck it! 

Quickly, Scott pulled his jeans down to his knees.

"Open ya legs up, Lee, maybe put one over the back of the front seat," Scott instructed, "and the other up on the parcel shelf...go on, fuckin' do it would ya!"

"Scott...you're going to use a condom aren't you...I'm not on the pill or anything?"

"It's orright, Lee, I'll pull out...come on ya belly instead," Scott said, taking further control of the situation. "Pull ya top up so's I can see ya titties too..."

Meekly, she did as he instructed. Then, from between her opened legs, she took the opportunity to look down at his penis as he moved in closer. His cock was probably a little bigger than Ryan's, she thought – and heaps bigger than her first one. She hoped he would not hurt her...

"Fuck them's nice lookin' tits, Lee... Even if they's a bit on the small side ya nipples are fuckin' enormous!" 

"Thankyou," she said sheepishly, as she watched him kneel on the edge of the seat.

Leanne squeezed her eyes tightly shut when he moved in closer. She felt her legs being arranged as he had suggested to her moments earlier. She'd never had sex in a car before – now someone probably ten years her senior – and married at that, was about to do her in her own car!

Scott wriggled himself up between her spread thighs – her slim thighs – and reached down between the two of them to grab his penis. Urgently, he rubbed it against her opening to lube up his pointy knob – and then he pushed in roughly.

This time Leanne felt him pop inside her vagina with one fluid motion – but even so, she grunted at the slight discomfort as her inner labia stretched around his girth.

"Please...don't come inside me, Scott...will you?"

"Uh huh...no worries...umph...umph...for fucks-sake, Lee, you wanna be a bit more free with ya favours, ya cunt's ridiculously tight!" 

Scott began to drive his cock into her as deep as he could go. Then after several strokes he could feel her rapidly becoming more and more accommodating as her copious juices lubricated them both. 

"Aah...oh god...aaah...no...no one must ever find out...Scott...promise?"

"Yeah, promise," Scott agreed. 

He certainly had no plans on telling anyone – he may have told Leanne he was separated – but of course he wasn't really. His wife was pregnant with their second child, and if she ever found out, she would take him for everything he was worth (which wasn't all that much) – and he would be paying maintenance for years to come! But a little bit of stray pussy once in awhile was good for the soul, he thought smugly as he vigorously pumped into the girl beneath him.

Getting better purchase on the door-sill with the soles of his feet, and with one hand on top of her head to prevent her from backing away, he went his hardest. Roughly, he mashed her breasts with his free hand, squeezing them and stretching her long nipples until he heard her whimper in pain. 

"Move ya hips more...would ya...fuck me back!" he told her sneeringly as his lust built...

And Leanne obliged as best she could in the confines of the car, it did feel good she thought. She was actually enjoying the way he was treating her – it was so animalistic – not at all like Ryan's beautiful love-making. No, this fucking was primal – and it stirred something deep inside of her...

The springs in the old car squeaked and rocked with Scott's relentless pace – but he could not keep it up for too much longer, and less than a minute later his tempo increased suddenly.

Humping back at him as her own pleasure mounted, Leanne suddenly sensed his pending orgasm. "Don't come in me...Scott...you promised...." she stammered breathlessly with alarm.

But he continued to drive into her with climactic vigour. And seconds later, he suddenly grabbed her by the ankles and pushed her legs backward so her knees rammed against her shoulders – and he grunted loudly.

"Argh yeah...uh huh...cor...fuckin' beautiful!" Scott exclaimed deliriously as the pressure in his swollen-balls was suddenly released.

Leanne screwed her face up in anguish when she felt the man's penis swell inside of her. Looking up at him, she swallowed hard with fear as she watched him tense up between her thighs and grunt with what could only be described as pure ecstasy – and then she felt his seed shoot deep inside her vagina.

She could have cried.

"Sorry," Scott sniggered, as he looked down at her, "...couldn't help it." 

The months of fantasising about Leanne had been too much in the end. He would have liked to have lasted a lot longer of course – but a quickie was better than nothing. Now looking at her pretty face, he wriggled his hips back and forth slowly as his cock spasmodically discharged the last of his come into her warmth - and he wondered if he'd get another chance at her one day.

"Get off me, Scott, please," she said as she felt his penis begin to whither inside of her. 

He smiled at her like he'd just won a tournament, and then looking down at his penis, he slowly withdrew his glistening tool from within the nicest little pussy he had ever fucked and watched a trickle of his come ooze from her swollen-looking pudenda.

Leanne lay there quite breathless while looking at Scott hastily pulling up his jeans. It was funny really; she had in the end wished he had not come so quickly. For some strange reason, his untamed intercourse with her had ignited a flame deep inside of her that her fiancé had only ever achieved a few times in the past – and usually when they'd made up after a bit of a disagreement – but only ever after he had been screwing her for quite some time – much longer than what Scott had just done to her. She wondered to herself what would have happened if Scott had lasted longer? Maybe she would have finally caught that elusive orgasm that she was sure she was at times so close to? Then again, she wasn't all that sure that her 'little' orgasms that she sometimes had were not all there was to it – maybe sex was really just a bit overrated? 

*

Gus briefly looked over the roof of the car parked next to the beige-coloured sedan and smiled. She didn't look too prissy now did she, he thought sardonically. He put the lens cap back on his Nikon FE2 and crept past the large four-wheel drive and away from the couple who had just fornicated only metres from him.

He'd shot off a complete roll of his best ISO 400 black and white film – 24 frames. An avid amateur photographer, Gus felt confident most of the shots would turn out quite clear and he was eager to get the roll of 35millimetre film back to his darkroom for processing. 

Yes, it was pure luck that he happened to be outside getting a breath of fresh air after the confines of the smoky lounge, when Leanne and Scott came staggering and giggling out the back door. He'd watched their antics for a few minutes when the idea of recording their infidelity on film struck him as an opportunity not to be missed. His camera was in its case in his car that was parked in an unlit part of the car park. For a big man, he had successfully retrieved it without attracting undue attention to himself.

Low light conditions were one of his favourite photographic challenges. But with his faithful old 50 mm lens fitted to one of his best cameras, he had quickly set his aperture to F/2.8 and his shutter speed to 1/125 of a second and by the time Scott had his hand down the front of Leanne's jeans, Gus was in position to record the event in detail while discreetly leaning on the bonnet of a nearby car.

He was glad he paced his limited shots as well as he did – and with only minor adjustment to his camera's aperture when the two had hurried over to her car, Gus had managed to clinch it with two good shots that portrayed their faces as Scott had raised himself for the final coupe-de-grace! 

He wondered to himself smugly if she would be a little more receptive to him when next they talked...

*

As she lay in bed looking up at the colourful refraction of the morning's sunlight flickering through the bedroom window on the ceiling above her, Leanne's guilt was immeasurable... 

She wondered solemnly how she had even managed to drive home and not have an accident – after all, her mind had not only been spinning in turmoil from her infidelity – but of course she had been well over the alcohol limit too! 

She was extremely grateful that Ryan was still out when she had snuck in the door close to midnight, and she'd showered moments after entering their house and had washed herself vigorously – but still she had thought she could smell the unmistakable taint of sex on her body when she had gone to bed alone.

Somewhat luckily, when Ryan had arrived home he was too drunk himself to notice anything amiss, having been at his club for most of the evening. Even so, Leanne's heart had thumped rapidly as she feigned sleep when he snuggled up against her – she was so glad he had not wanted sex, as she was certain some of Scott's copious come still remained inside of her.

Now Leanne looked over at her fiancé – he was still sleeping soundly. He looked so handsome to her and she loved him so. God, if he'd ever found out what she'd done with Scott it would be well and truly over. She never wanted that to happen – she never ever wanted to hurt him. 

She felt so stupid for doing what she had done – but now, for some bizarre reason, she found herself playing with her pussy as she thought about the previous night. Her vagina felt hot and puffy still – and slightly sore too. Gently, she rubbed her little nub of flesh and felt it growing hard at her touch... 

She had fucked another man! Or rather, she had let him fuck her – god, she thought herself wicked!

The tingle in her loins increased with her careful fondling. And inexplicably, the fresh memory of the evening, instead of causing her more grief, seemed to heighten her burgeoning arousal! There was something about the way Scott had treated her – the way he had almost forced her to submit – and the pain she had felt when he had twisted her nipples as he pummelled into her roughly... 

Ryan was a gentle lover – he had never hurt her during their love-making.

Leanne ran her hand underneath her camisole and up toward her breasts. She felt one of her nipples and squeezed it cruelly with inquisitiveness – instantly a nice tingle fluttered briefly in her pussy – and she rubbed her clitoris with her delicate fingers in eager response, while continuing to twist her nipple...

And she found herself smiling at the wonderful sensations that coursed through her youthful body...

She had discovered something new about herself – something she had never dreamt of before. Pain, indeed, could be pleasurable!

Quietly, as Ryan slept beside her, Leanne masturbated like she had never done before... And she fantasised how she could possibly coerce her fiancé to dominate her – just a little at least – a bit like how Scott had the night before. Hell, she thought she may even have one of those fantastic orgasms that her girlfriends told her about – maybe they were for real after all?

Twisting and pulling her nipples till they almost burned, she rubbed furiously at her love button – but she wanted more. She wanted to feel a hard cock inside her again... 

So she reached over toward Ryan and felt for his penis – it felt minuscule in its flaccid state, but she played with it anyway, willing it to become erect...

But she was not to be so fortunate – as moments later his grumbling indicated to her quite clearly that he did not want to be disturbed so early on a Saturday morning! 

Rolling away with a feeling of despondency, Leanne ran her hand down to her pussy again – maybe he would want to have sex with her later, she hoped?

Yes, maybe...

Sighing deeply with growing frustration, Leanne lay on her back, and pulling her knees upward, she spread her thighs wide and began to masturbate in earnest again... searching for that elusive orgasm...

* * * * 



A Change of Employment Ch. 02



(...and how a voyeur's chance-discovery of Leanne's infidelity turns her anguish to enlightenment!)

Leanne's Christmas break was over less than two weeks later as she had not accrued enough holiday pay for the full four weeks off like Sue and a lot of the others had. She was required to join the skeleton crew that would work in preparation for when the main workforce returned. More dull work really; painting lines on the factory floor; grinding off weld splatter from work benches; repairing tooling and similar brain-numbing work. 

She had thought very seriously about not returning to the factory, as she was not too sure how things would go with Scott after the Christmas party. She was really worried he would brag about their adultery to his workmates and before long the whole factory would know. The one consolation was that he was not due back for another fortnight, so she had a chance to look for another job in the mean time if she was still uncomfortable about working there.

There were a little more than ten workers on the floor – including Leanne – and one supervisor. When Leanne fronted up for work she was almost aghast to learn that the big old creep, Gus, would be ordering them around. 

Gus had the workers gather for a toolbox meeting the first morning to explain what task he wanted each small team to work on and to give them all a pep-talk about safety. As he spoke, Leanne thought he was even creepier looking than ever and she was certain he kept smirking at her. If he kept it up, Leanne decided, she would just snatch it – and if she couldn't get a job back in a law firm, she didn't care, she would make sandwiches in a deli if she had to, rather than be near Gus! 

The first day went surprisingly fast. Leanne was with three other women, one of them, Maria, whom she had worked with before, and they all got along well. They were on the floor-painting task. A bit back-braking, but better than grinding workbenches they'd all agreed.

As Leanne was planning on going to the gym after work to meet the girls, she was eager to leave on time. But as she was washing up, Maria mentioned to her that Gus wanted to see her in his office.

"Oh he does, does he?" Leanne scowled to herself, as she dried her hands.

She could not imagine what the creep wanted to see her for; she'd arrived to work on time and had worked hard all day – and she had worn all the PPE that she was required to. Her timesheet was even up-to-date. He had nothing on her, she thought confidently.

How wrong could she be? 

She knocked on his office door and stood there waiting for a response more than a little impatiently. She did not want to waste time here any longer than she had to, as she was looking forward to catching up with the girls. They were planning on swimming a few laps for a change instead of the usual gym class, and then possibly having a nice wine in the licensed café next door afterwards.

"Come in."

Leanne hesitated a moment – she had never been inside Gus's office before.

"Come in!" she heard him call louder, an annoyed tone in his voice.

He was a cranky old fart, she thought to herself.

Opening the door, she stepped across the threshold to his small office. He was sitting behind a large wooden desk – she had expected papers to be strewn everywhere, but quite the contrary, his desk, and his whole office for that matter, was impeccable. Not a thing appeared to be out of place.

"Maria said you wanted to see me... sir?"

"Yes, shut the door behind you please, I have something very important to discuss with you," he said curtly, as he opened up a draw and removed from it a manila envelope. 

Leanne did as she was told and stepped closer to his desk. For some strange reason, her heart was racing in her chest and she felt her mouth was dry. What on earth did he have of importance to speak to her about? Could he possibly want to offer her a promotion? Her mind boggled. 

"Leanne," he addressed her with a smug look on his face, "getting married soon I believe?"

She nodded, not that it was any of his business, and she did wonder how on earth he knew anyway. Factory talk, she surmised, quite correctly.

"That should be nice for you, Leanne, very special to marry someone you love, is it not, Leanne?"

"Sir...I have an appointment I do not want to be late for, could you just get to the important business... please? Maybe skip the pleasantries?"

Gus raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, as he lifted his hands up from the desk and placed them behind his large bald head.

"It is relevant I think, my dear, as you seem like a nice girl, raised well, quite educated, who has possibly lowered her aim in life, however briefly, for some obscure reason," he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Was it to see how the other half live?"

Now he was really creeping her out, "Sorry? I...I don't know what you are talking about. Is it about why I took this job or something? Surely that would be none of your business... sir?"

Gus sighed, "The envelope on my desk – open it please if you may."

Leanne looked down at the envelope and hesitated for a moment before picking it up. Gingerly she folded back the tabs to the metal fastener and peered inside. There seemed to be several sheets of thick paper inside. She looked back at Gus and noticed he had a bemused look on his ruddy face and his barrel chest seemed to swell even larger.

"Take the items out, my dear, and if you may, spread them out on my desk in front of you."

What game was the creep playing at, she thought to herself?

Leanne emptied the contents onto his desk as instructed and instantly recognised them as being the back of large photographs.

"Turn them over, my dear."

Leanne's heart was racing again, what on earth was the creep going to show her? Shaking her head in growing annoyance at the man's antics, she flipped the photographs over and peered down at them.

Horror washed over her at what she was looking at!

"Ah yes, my favourite, came out far better than I had expected. Black and white images are so tasteful, are they not? Even for images that are of quite a pornographic nature."

Shaking, Leanne spread the images across his desk and felt her legs almost go out from under her as she stared down at the pictures – they were like a horrid story of her encounter with Scott in the tavern's car park a little over a fortnight earlier. 

The quality of the photographs was totally lost on her of course – Gus's perfect selection of camera and lens, film and light and shutter speed, not to mention his skills in his darkroom, had culminated into fine images indeed. 

"I am not too sure, though, would you agree with me that that particular image, yes that one, is possibly the best?"

Leanne trembled as her eyes flitted toward the one Gus was indicating – it clearly showed her bent over as she leant up against the tavern wall, her jeans almost around her ankles, and Scott behind her, his cock just discernable as it partly disappeared between her naked buttocks.

"Yes, I like that one," Gus said smugly, "caught you just as you looked around at your seducer finally getting his shaft inside of you."

"What... what do you want from me?" Leanne stammered 

"Mmm... depends on how much you would like to keep your little adulterous tryst a secret from your groom-to-be?" Gus smiled, "Or am I to be mistaken, and you and your partner are into that wife-swapping sort of thing that is becoming popular? If that is the case, my apologies, I will even forward these prints to your man for his enjoyment, if you would like?"

"No! He mustn't know... that would be the end of things!" Leanne blurted out suddenly, without thinking.

Gus looked at her and sniggered, "Oh dear, is that so?" He paused for a moment, "So what ever would you suggest would be fair to keep your infidelity a secret then, my dear?"

"I... I don't know... I haven't got much money... I haven't got much at all really..."

"Oh, quite the contrary, my dear, you have something very special, something of great value to me."

Leanne's stomach was churning into knots as she stood in front of Gus's desk like a rabbit in a spotlight. My God, what was she going to do to get out of this mess?

"I'm not sure what... what you mean?" she said softly, eyes downcast. 

"My, my, you are naive are you not? It is obviously true, what they say about country girls it would appear," Gus said contemptuously. "What do my photos of you show, my dear?" Not waiting for a response, he went on, "A pretty young girl, with a desire for occasional fun... a pretty young girl with a beautiful young body that she would share occasionally with men other than her husband-to-be."

The realisation of what he was suggesting to her hit her like a ton of bricks – this time she staggered back almost uncontrollably. She looked around and noticed a small chair against the wall near the door and she sat down on it, trembling.

Leanne took a deep breath and recovered her composure somewhat, "Surely you're not suggesting I have sex with you?" 

Gus smiled back at her, "Maybe you just show me that fantastic body of yours, my dear?"

"Pardon?"

"I want to see you in the nude."

Leanne thought she would vomit. Swallowing her bile she took a deep breath, "You want to see me naked? Is that all it's going to be? When?"

Gus leant his elbows on his desk and touched the fingertips of one hand with the corresponding fingertips of the other, spreading them slightly, "Yes... Maybe not... And how about right now," he said, answering her three questions clearly in a clear, moderated tone.

Leanne was speechless.

"I want you to stand up again, please," he said courteously. 

Leanne remained motionless.

"I will say this once, you fucking cock-teaser!" Gus's tone had instantly become loud and agitated, "You will do as I fucking well say, or your fucking disillusioned fiancé will know of your treacherous behaviour within the hour!" His face reddened to almost scarlet as he spoke, "Do not test me!"

Leanne began to cry, "I'm so sorry... truly I am. Please, sir, do not get angry with me."

"Stand up!"

Slowly, Leanne stood up again, her chin almost resting on her chest, as she blubbered softly.

Gus looked at the girl and smiled inwardly – she was going to do well he thought knowingly. 

"Remove your overalls for me, now, please," Gus said, moderation returning to his demeanour. 

Leanne closed her eyes – what choice did she now have? The man was obviously a fruitcake and she certainly did not want to risk inflaming his wrath again! He had scared the shit out of her – not only for his explicit threat of enlightening Ryan of her illicit behaviour – but also his implied threat of some form of physical punishment too! 

She felt trapped...

And slowly she began to unbutton her blue work-overalls...

Smiling inwardly, Gus got up from behind his desk, and closed the venetian blind to his office window. Although he was certain there was no one else in the factory, he did not want to risk discovery. He then turned to face Leanne, and sitting back on the edge of his desk not more than five feet from her, he watched as she slowly undid her buttons with trembling fingers.

When Leanne undid the last button that was just below her belly button, she hesitated. All she was wearing underneath were her panties and bra – and a silly thought suddenly crossed her mind. Her underwear were not a matching set, like she would normally wear, and she could feel redness flush her cheeks with a feeling of embarrassed.

"Do I have to take them right off?"

"What do you think my sweetness?"

Leanne sighed again; she would have to remove her heavy work-boots too. They were elastic-sided slip-ons and reaching for the chair for support, she pulled them off with little effort before straightening back up.

She looked over at Gus with utter contempt – what a lowlife to resort to blackmail to get his jollies off! But at least there was one thing that she felt quite certain of; he was an old man – probably around fifty or so – and she was pretty sure that his prowess would have long past – as she believed happened to most men of that age. Well, that's what happened to her father anyway... or so her mum had confided in her recently.

Gus folded his thick arms across his big chest and watched her peel the overalls from her shoulders and remove her arms from them one at a time. He smiled at her small white bra – it contrasted nicely against her lovely suntanned skin – she looked delightful! But there was more to come of course. He watched her hold the overalls around her waist briefly, before she took a deep breath that, unwittingly or otherwise, majestically swelled her firm little breasts proudly. And then she let her overalls fall to the floor and she stepped out of them...

Standing there in just her underwear and socks, Leanne began to shiver – not from the cold – no not at all, as it was summertime and if anything Gus's office was even a little on the warm side – it was her nerves of course. Just how far he planned on going with her was understandably now a very, very deep concern of hers.

"Keep going, my pet," Gus prompted, as if reading her mind.

"Oooh... can't you just be happy to see me like this?" she sighed, "I... I don't want to... to take anymore off..."

"Keep going!" he bellowed loudly, "I want to see you standing there naked!" he said caustically, "Now!"

Leanne shrunk backward at his sudden outburst; biting her lip and nodding, "Okay! Okay!"

Shaking slightly, she reached behind her back and unclipped her brassiere and removed the straps from her shoulders. She looked at her tormentor as she held the garment to her chest for a few seconds, and could see him glaring at her contemptuously. Bowing her head, she let the little bra slip from her breasts and drop down to the floor, and then she looked up at him pleadingly...

But Leanne gulped with an overpowering feeling of hopelessness when she saw his facial expression; his smile was crooked as he leered openly at her naked breasts, nodding appreciatively for several long moments, before he spoke again...

"And the knickers too – as nice as they are, my precious."

Leanne could feel a tear building in the corner of her eye and she closed them yet again. She could not believe what she was about to do...

Hooking her thumbs into the thin band of her panties, she cautiously lowered them over her hips and down her unblemished-thighs, down past her knees, to let them fall the rest of the way to her ankles. Hesitatingly, she then stepped out of them too... and with her eyes downcast, she stood back up – covering her pudenda with her hands in a feeble attempt at modesty.

Gus smiled at her innocence and drunk in the sight of her youthful body trembling before him; it was almost flawless! Her breasts looked divine, with not a skerrick of sagging; her nipples were well-placed on areolas that were both large and dark in colour – they had that smooth, swollen look that youthful breasts sometimes had... and the sight of them had his mouth watering...

"Now I want you to move your hands to your side please, my darling," Gus ordered firmly.

He watched her fidget for a few moments, as if she was thinking of a way out, before he suddenly grew impatient, "Your hands! I... told... you... to... move... them!"

And like a reprimanded child – she obeyed.

Smiling victoriously, Gus looked down at the girl's pudenda and noted unsurprisingly that it too looked quite perfect from where he sat. A thin wisp of short, light-coloured pubic hair adorned her mons veneris; her tan only drawing attention to the small area of pale flesh, and even with her legs together, Gus could clearly make out the petite cleft between smooth-looking labia.

"Do you shave your pussy, or do you have it waxed?" he enquired.

Leanne, still with her eyes closed in an attempt to block-out reality, grimaced at his very personal query.

"Well?" he pressed on, "If you do not want to tell me... maybe I will have a closer look... maybe force your legs apart to better see?"

Leanne shuffled uncomfortably on her feet, as the repulsive image of what he was suggesting sent waves of disgust coursing through her small frame – and she relented again...

"I... I had some electrolysis done... but I didn't have a lot of hair down there in the first place," she answered softly with mounting embarrassment. 

"It looks very nice, Leanne."

"Um... Thankyou, I... I did it for Ryan... he really likes it," she said almost coyly, and suddenly feeling very stupid for thanking the ugly brute.

Gus smiled at her politeness; yes he could go far with this one, "I want you to turn around for me, please."

"And then can I go?" she asked.

"Maybe... Turn around first."

Gus watched her turn to face the other way, and then dropped his gaze to her bottom and let out a small whistle; now that was nice, very nice. Her hips, a nice width beneath a slim waist, helped to accentuate the lovely round orbs of her buttocks. Again, not a hint of sagging or skin imperfection to be seen - just a nice gentle curve where her buttocks finished and the tops of her thighs started. A renaissance artist could not have sculptured better!

"Well... can I go now?" Leanne asked submissively. 

Gus did not answer her immediately – he was seriously thinking of what to do with her next!

She turned her head to look at him, "Can I?"

He smiled at the naked girl in front of him and she quickly turned away again – he couldn't believe how gullible she'd turned out to be! He'd just wanted to embarrass the little bitch for being so aloof around him – he never for a second thought it would go this far! But he now knew she was scared – country girl in the big city – he'd seen the look on her face when she'd looked at the photos – he knew that she was scared witless of what would happen if her fiancé dumped her for slutting-around!

So... should he make a deal and let her go now, he mused? Possibly coerce her to meet him at his house tomorrow? Or should he play with her a bit more now? He knew he had her in his control at the present – but if he let her go? 

Hell, he knew that if she had any brains, she should have told him to stick his photos where the sun-don't-shine and run off home to confess her infidelity to her fiancé and cop it sweet! What was the worst thing that could have happened? 

Probably nothing much, Gus knew, as a fact of statistics most men would often get over one or two little indiscretions of their loved ones – if they really cared for one-another – and ironically, he had known it could sometimes even shore-up rocky relationships too! 

But still in a quandary, he looked down and stared lustfully at the girl's bottom, weighing up the situation – yes, a fortunate situation that had so far gone well beyond his expectations...

Shaking his head, he knew there was also the problem of her going to the police – he was fully aware that what he had already done amounted to nothing less than blackmail and sexual assault! He could be looking at a lot of trouble indeed without going any further with her at all!

He sighed inwardly – good lord, she looked delicious – far better than his usual fare! He watched her move slightly from one leg to the other – and the effect was mesmerising – the beautiful cheeks of her buttocks rolled up and down and her hips jutted to one side provocatively... as if beckoning him... even taunting him to go further...

The temptation to continue the assault was becoming too powerful – but he knew he somehow had to clinch the control he was now asserting over her – he needed to make her not want to tell anyone about it. She was already showing clear signs of a submissive – and of course he'd witnessed her subjugation when faced with Scott's amateurish domination in the car park at the Christmas party... 




A Change of Employment Ch. 02



Yes, he would risk it...

"I want you to put your hands behind your back for me," Gus ordered, as he removed his necktie.

"What? What for? What...what are you going to do to me?" Leanne asked, suddenly alarmed.

"Just do it!" Gus bellowed.

Now Leanne was spinning in disbelief – was he going to try and rape her? Her anxiety levels were suddenly peaking! 

"Please... can't I go? Oh, please?" she pleaded. 

But instead of answering her, a few seconds later, she was horrified to sense him standing behind her! Suddenly she could feel his hot breath on her neck and shoulders and he appeared to be smelling her body! And then a strange feeling fluttered inside of her – a feeling that had started in the pit of her stomach and swirled its way upward to her breasts; a weird feeling that seemed to make her nipples tingle and harden, before it continued upward to her neck, warming her and causing her face to flush a deep crimson... 

She felt him move her hair to one side, exposing her ear, and he told her again to put her hands behind her back...

And slowly she did as she was told... and the strange feeling coursed through her body yet again...

Then he touched her arm for the first time and she felt she'd jumped a foot into the air – but of course she had barely moved an inch! Her own breathing was coming in short, sharp cycles – and a sudden thought popped into her confused mind that she would pass out from hyperventilating if she wasn't too careful! And with some difficulty, she tried to regulate her breathing as his warm hands positioned her supple limbs.

Gus ran his tie around her arms – but he did not restrain her at her wrists – he went higher and placed the restraint around her elbows and performed a classic bond that would neither tighten nor work loose. 

He stood back and admired his work, "Turn around again."

Leanne complied readily this time – but her eyes were squeezed tightly shut.

Gus looked down at the girl's breasts – with her arms pulled back behind her as they were, her lovely tits jutted out deliciously. He smiled – her nipples appeared to be swelling. Was she possibly enjoying it already, he wondered? 

"Why have you still got your eyes closed?" 

"Because I think you're a fat pig and I don't want to look at you!" Leanne said vehemently.

He laughed, "And what are you my dear? Randomly fucking men in darkened car parks only weeks before you are to be married?"

She said nothing, and Gus smiled again – not a lot of fight in this one he mused. 

He watched her breasts heave as she took deep breaths for several moments – and then he reached forward, and tenderly, he touched one of her nipples with his forefinger...

She recoiled instantly!

Curiously, Gus noticed both her nipples growing harder and longer, and he touched one of them again. She grimaced this time – but she did not pull back. He flicked the dark nub of flesh several times with his fingernail – and they indeed grew to impressive proportions – easily as long as the first joint on his little finger, and of similar diameter!

Gus could feel his cock stirring in his pants – and his own breathing became more noticeable. He placed his hand over her left breast and squeezed it firmly till he could feel her wince in discomfort – and then he released it and was pleased to see her nipples had remained hard!

He had also noticed how she had shuffled her legs slightly – and even rolled her hips somewhat. Was it just coincidence?

He placed his hand back on her breast and squeezed again – and again, he noticed her roll her hips and rub her thighs together – as if she were trying to scratch something.

"No doubt you have been told before that you have lovely little titties – and wonderfully responsive nipples?" Gus said a little hoarsely as he continued to squeeze her firm flesh.

"Uh huh... a couple of times before... thankyou," Leanne answered softly. Again, she cringed; confused as to why she was thanking the horrible old man that was now assaulting her.

Again, Gus smiled at her response. He released the grip on her breast, but without removing his hand from her flesh, he slowly ran the palm of his hand downward – over her flat stomach until he could feel the small bulge of her mons veneris – it felt delightfully warm... 

He watched her pretty face contort when he rubbed the tip of his middle finger downward along her small cleft, his big hand forcing her thighs apart slightly, till he could feel where her labia ended and her buttocks began...

"You're very small."

"So... so I've been told," she said softly, "Are... are you going to try and... umm... to try and have sex with me?"

Gus felt her thighs relax a bit, and he ran his finger up and down her vulva again, "Why? Do you want me to?"

"God... you have to be kidding, of course not! I... I would rather you to let me go instead."

"Are you sure?"

"Umm... of course I'm sure... You're horrible... And you're old... I would rather eat worms!"

Gus chuckled, "Eat worms, hey? What about sucking some cock instead?"

Leanne grimaced, and swallowed instinctively at his crude suggestion, and then she felt that unmistakable flutter again...

Gus drew his finger back up along her slit and could feel a moistness that was not there a moment ago. With his other hand, he gripped her right breast and squeezed it hard as he had done to the other one earlier. Her reaction was the same – she rolled her hips around and shuffled her feet – only this time Gus had his hand resting on her pudenda and his middle finger laying in her cleft – he definitely felt her vulva quiver this time!

With his finger running slowly up and down her slit, Gus released his grip on her breast and grabbed her long nipple between his thumb and forefinger – then he rolled it between his fingers for a moment before pulling it hard till it slipped from his fingers. Her reaction had been almost instantaneous – her legs parted at the knees and she pushed herself against his hand and groaned...

Gus removed both of his hands and stood back to look at her – it was quite obvious she was in a state of arousal. Her face was flushed and her mouth had dropped open; he watched as she licked her lips several times before swallowing hard – of course her eyes were still clamped shut! 

Gus's own state of arousal had intensified too, and he unbuckled his pants to take the pressure off his growing erection. Then, reaching into a small container on his desk, he collected two large alligator-clips that he sometimes used on folders to hold his paper work. He tested each one for tension – and satisfied with them – he moved back to Leanne and without warning, he opened one and clamped it quickly over one of her long nipples. 

She cried out in pain and her eyes shot open at last! She looked down with bewilderment at what the cause of her sudden discomfort was and glanced briefly at Gus. He was smiling at her with another clip at the ready.

Gus waited a moment or two for her to settle. She gritted her teeth and closed her eyes once more. Quickly, Gus put his hand on her vulva again and he noticed she was truly wet. This time he wanted to feel her reaction when he attached the next clip.

Leanne waited for it – she could not describe the ridiculous feeling of pleasurable pain the clip on her nipple was giving her – but like a drug, it seemed to be wearing off. And she waited for more...

"Aaaah...gaawd..." she cried as Gus attached the second clip to her other long nipple.

Gus chuckled, he could feel her grinding her pelvis into his hand and he slipped his finger partway inside of her – just briefly – before stepping away again and observing her squirming in front of him.

Leanne opened her eyes again and looked directly at her tormentor – her breathing rapid and deep. Gus was leaning against his desk smirking at her – he was an ugly brute of a man, she thought. 

Standing naked before him, with the two clips swinging from her tortured nipples, she feigned indifference as he casually removed his shirt to expose a large barrel chest that appeared to be totally devoid of hair. She thought it seemed odd for a man of his age not to have a hairy chest. She then blinked a couple of times as she glanced down his large body – and she suddenly realised she had been mistaken – he was not big because he was overweight – no, not at all – he was actually very well-muscled!

But she was in for a greater shock... 

Trembling slightly, she watched silently as he stood and unbuttoned his pants and began to lower them over his hips...

Her sudden intake of breath made her gasp loudly! 

Smiling at her reaction, Gus stood tall, letting his pants fall to the floor, and took a deep breath, swelling his chest out with pride!

Leanne looked down at an erection like nothing she had ever seen before! 

As if to accentuate his impressive manhood even further, his whole genital area appeared to be also completely devoid of hair! She could not take her bulging eyes off him! 

From where she stood, she could clearly see his penis was heavily veined and fully circumcised, and his large glans was a deep purple that reminded her of an overripe blood-plum – and the thing jutted out almost parallel with the floor – but quite unbelievably, now that it was unrestrained, she watched in awe as it appeared to grow even thicker and harder until it stood almost vertical!

"Oh my god-father! Please... please tell me you're not going to try," she bit her lip, "to try and have sex with me with that?" Leanne exclaimed, "I... I have enough trouble with a normal-sized one!"

Gus chuckled, he always loved the look on a woman's face when they saw his cock for the first time, "Come here, my precious, come to papa!"

Leanne took a gulp and hesitated a moment. She suddenly thought she would be far better off taking her chances confessing her recent infidelity to her fiancé than to let the dirty old man touch her again. Maybe Ryan would be far more understanding than she believed? After all, she had only done it once, and she had been quite drunk too. That must account for some concession, she hoped?

"Come here!" Gus bellowed at her angrily.

His sudden change in temperament alarmed Leanne – and with a knot of fear in the pit of her stomach, she slowly took the few steps to stand in front of Gus.

He smiled at her rapid compliance, "Good girl."

He then reached for the large clips dangling from her nipples and pulled them outward sharply!

Understandably, Leanne let out a cry. The pain in her nipples she had initially felt had subsided until his cruel action. She looked him in the face and could see his lust building with the assault – then she stole a glance at his penis, with its large globule of clear pre-cum dribbling over the head – and the sight of it this close only frightened her even more!

Gus pulled her nipples with the clips one more time making her wince – then he unfastened them from her tortured flesh and laid them on his desk. He smiled at the marks left on her nipples and noted their flattened appearance quickly becoming engorged once again.

Leanne had thought the removal of the clips would bring her some relief – but instead, the blood rushing back to her partially numb nipples merely brought on a different sort of pain – one that actually felt quite nice – one that again made her loins tingle at the almost excruciating sensation!

She stood there expectantly, while Gus merely looked her up and down, licking his fat lips for a few moments. Then he too stood up, towering above her diminutive form, and moving in closer to her. She felt his penis touch her stomach briefly, and she thought its heat would almost sear her skin. He raised his hand to her face and gently squeezed her cheeks – forcing her mouth open – while his other hand went behind her back and he pulled her against him till her sensitive breasts were crushed against his hard chest.

He was so big in everyway – Leanne began to tremble in fear! 

"Just relax, my precious, it will be alright."

Leanne closed her eyes in an attempt at escapism yet again – but the enormous cock pulsing against her stomach was hard to ignore...

Moments later, he suddenly released her and stepped behind her. She stood rock still, aghast at what was surely about to happen. Then surprisingly, she felt him loosen her bonds, which gave her aching limbs instant relief and she dropped them by her side. 

The seconds past almost silently – she could only hear his rhythmic breathing – and then he touched her back gently, causing her to shudder involuntarily. His thick fingers traced her spine down toward her bottom and she could feel goose-pimples appearing on her skin as his rough hands caressed her. 

She had expected him to touch her bottom – to continue to run his hands over her naked flesh – but instead she felt his fingers drift from her as they neared her cleft – and she shivered at the sensation... 

Gripping her wrists, he re-positioned her arms behind her back again and he instructed her to hold each of her forearms so her elbows were bent – he then restrained her again. And although she was just as immobilised as before, the position was now far more comfortable than previously.

"I want you to bend over my desk," Gus ordered firmly.

She gulped, and took a deep breath, then stepped forward and did as she was told. She knew what the hideous man no-doubt was planning for her now!

Gus looked down at the young woman's backside. He could not remember seeing one that looked so fine. Unable to resist the urge any longer, he placed one of his large hands on her flesh and felt her quiver momentarily. Then he raised his open hand and smacked her bottom hard – and he was delighted to hear her squeal like a piglet!

Smiling sardonically, he quickly raised his hand and smacked her hard again. Only this time she grunted with the force, and then let out a long mournful groan... 

Gus could feel his penis grow even harder – and he smacked her bottom several more times till it glowed bright red – and she cried out each time...

Leanne was now whimpering – she had never been smacked like that before in her life and her buttocks stung smartly! But now he had stopped, ironically, she lay there in anticipation – barely aware of her gyrating hips – barely aware that she was actually savouring the burning sensation of her battered flesh... 

She heard him rummaging around behind her as she lay over the desk. What was the bastard going to do to her now? Her whole body now seemed to be on sensory-overload and she couldn't help an inexplicable desire to rub desperately at her pussy! She now had an unquestionable itch that just would not go away – an itch that increased each time the horrible man did something vulgar to her!

She then felt him tying something around her ankle, "What... what are you doing? I... I don't think you need to..."

"Shut up!" Gus bellowed.

Leanne felt him tie what was soft cord around each of her ankles – then she felt him pull her legs apart one at a time.

Gus tied off the ankle restraints to each corner leg of his desk neatly with a couple of bowlines and stood back to admire his handiwork. Smiling lewdly, he reached for his trusty Nikon and shot off a couple of frames. She looked delicious! With her bent over, and her legs now spread, he could clearly see her pussy peeking from between her thighs. He smiled knowingly at her condition – her vulva was puffy-looking and exuded a small amount of clear lubrication...

She looked ripe for the plucking!

Leanne lay waiting anxiously for what was to come next – she could not image the pain she would experience when he penetrated her with that massive penis of his. She wanted to say something – something to stop the inevitable – but instead she lay there mute... waiting...

Then she felt him touch her with his fingers – those big, thick fingers, and it made her shudder involuntarily yet again – her itch was about to be scratched! 

She felt him peel open her outer labia and flick at her delicate inner-folds – then pull on her moistened flesh – first one side, and then the other – exploring her treasures...

And Gus could smell the girl's sex – the sweet, musky aroma was intoxicating and his loins ached with desire – his testicles, bloated with sperm, almost throbbed for release! 

But he relented just a little longer – she had to be ready – he wanted to be sure...

Peeling apart her inner labia, Gus lowered his face and peered into her bright pink flesh. He could see where her vulva's opening narrowed to the tight ring of coarse flesh he knew as the hymenal caruncle – the true opening to her vagina... 

He paused briefly, admiring her exquisitely youthful-looking pudenda – and then he placed his index finger into his mouth to wet it thoroughly with saliva... 

She moved her hips just slightly, when he touched her again – then Gus pushed the tip of his finger into her passage-way, not more than an inch or so – and he smiled when she rolled her pelvis, raising her firm bottom into the air somewhat higher...

She shuddered and moaned as he explored her moist flesh – and as he had expected, she was noticeably tight. Withdrawing his finger momentarily – he inserted it again – only a little deeper, and she mewed softly. Again he withdrew – and again he entered her further – up to his second knuckle. Her warmth radiated into the palm of his hand as he dwelled for a moment longer before removing his finger completely. Gus smiled at the small trickle of lubrication that appeared and ran down toward her clitoris.

He reached next to her and retrieved the alligator-clips that he had used on her nipples. They would do fine, he thought. With dexterous ease, Gus pulled out one of her inner labia and quickly attached a clip – her reaction was actually quite mild he thought, as she twisted and turned her buttocks around as if to work the clip loose.

"Oooh my gawd, you bastard, what are you doing to me?" she cried.

It was certainly not what Leanne had expected – she turned her head as best she could to see what the madman was doing to her. A look of horror washed over her as he smiled back at her – one of the metal clips poised at the ready. She watched him look back down and felt him fiddling with her pussy briefly – and then the sharp pain made her jolt up stiffly for a few seconds, before the intensity of it began to dissipate and she collapsed back onto the desk – her breathing ragged.

Again, Gus picked up his camera and took a couple of happy snaps for his album. Then he walked around to the other side of his desk to where she was facing – and grabbing a handful of her lovely fine hair, he yanked her head around to face his scrotum not more than six inches away.

"Lick it!" 

Leanne thought she would cry again. She was staring at the underside of the biggest penis she had ever seen (not that she had seen many, mind you), and she gulped when he moved in even closer till his cock was pressed up against her face – and she squeezed her eyes closed again and held her breath...

The smack nearly brought stars to her eyes. The bastard had turkey-slapped her hard with his enormous penis that was both as hard and as large as a fully-cured Don salami!

"Fucking lick it, you little slut!" he ordered.

Not wanting to be smacked again, Leanne reluctantly did as she was told. She ran her tongue up and down the underside of his long, thick cock several times as he held her head by her hair – her neck straining with the effort. She had expected him to taste horrible and to smell even worse – but surprisingly, she could detect a nice deodorant lingering near his groin – and his cock, although slightly salty, was not all that unpleasant either.

Gus moved away slightly and with his free hand, he forced his length downward until his knob was inline with the girl's expectant mouth.




A Change of Employment Ch. 02



"See how much of that you can get in your gob!" he instructed, a little sarcastically. 

Before Leanne could react – Gus had his big purple knob resting against her lips and he ordered her to open her mouth – with understandable trepidation, she reluctantly obeyed.

She very rarely gave Ryan head-jobs – and when she did, even his smallish cock would sometimes strain her jaw – but Gus's great slug! Leanne almost felt certain her jaw would break as her lips stretched around the massive purple glans!

Gus felt her teeth brush harshly across his sensitive flesh – but it was not at all an unpleasant feeling and he forced himself in a little further till he sensed she was about to gag. Good girl, he thought, as he moved himself back and forth in short strokes of less than an inch. If she could get this much in her mouth – her pussy would do fine, he surmised.

"You're doing a good job... uh huh... a really good job, my precious."

With his cockhead still in her mouth, Gus leaned over her slim body and reached for the clips attached to her inner-labia. Almost cruelly, he pulled each one in turn, stretching her delicate flesh – he knew how elastic a woman's pudenda could be so doubted any permanent damage; they were after all made to endure childbirth for heavens sake! 

And each time he pulled and twisted one of the clips, Gus noticed her head would bob back and forth on his cock of its own accord. Interesting, he mused, and quite nice too of course!

A couple of minutes later Leanne was finally relieved to feel Gus remove his great slug from her aching mouth. His pre-cum had thoroughly coated her tongue and she hated to admit it to herself that it did not have an altogether unpleasant taste – it was more just the thought of it that made her feel revolted... 

But the feeling of revulsion faded quickly as she lay over the desk expectantly. Something now alarmed her more than anything – and although she tried to convince herself otherwise – there was little doubt that the gross man's manipulations had somehow been pleasurable. Even now, as she watched him walk back around the desk – with his big dong-beater swaying to and fro – she could feel her pussy tingling with excitement – she actually wanted him to tug on the clips again, and possibly even put them back on her nipples too!

Suddenly a random thought crossed her mind – her girlfriends may be worried about her if she failed to show up at the gym.

"Um... how... how much longer do you think you'll be, sir? My appointment – they will worry if I don't show up soon."

Sir? She had called him, sir? Gus smiled derisively, at her capitulation as he stood behind her yet again, his breathing coarse with excitement, "Can you ring and cancel it? We could be awhile longer yet."

Leanne nodded readily; she could leave a message with the gym's receptionist – of course, with her arms tied behind her back still, she could not actually dial the number.

"Can you dial the number for me please?" she asked softly.

Gus smiled, "Sure! But don't talk for long, will you? We don't want to lose the moment, do we?" 

Gus leant his large body over her supine form while he held the phone to her ear – as she spoke to the receptionist he played with her lovely hair and pressed his penis against her bottom – enjoying the feeling of her young flesh against his. Of course, he was at the ready to hang up should she say anything to alert the person on the other end – but her message was brief and concise – and her voice was surprisingly clear too under the circumstances. 

As he hung the phone up, he smiled again, he was going to really enjoy this – and he had more than a sneaking suspicion she was going to as well...

Moments later, Leanne felt him between her legs again – playing with the clips. Then his hand smacked down onto her buttocks a couple of times, and she moaned softly. He smacked her again and again – a little harder each time – and Leanne's excitement rose tenfold! Then he stopped, and gently caressed each of her reddened orbs.

"Are you... are you going to have sex with me now?

"Is that what you want?" 

She didn't answer him directly – though Gus noticed clearly her bottom revolving slowly – as if beckoning him to continue...

So Gus quickly removed the clips that were clamped to her pussy – and prising her cheeks apart, he lent down and ran his long tongue up and down her tortured flesh.

"Oooh gawd...oooh gawd!" Leanne could not believe the feeling of intense pleasure she was experiencing – she could feel relief from the removal of the clips – but to now have his coarse tongue lap her super-sensitive flesh was a feeling beyond anything she'd ever experienced in the past! 

"Please... please... if you are... please be gentle..." Leanne moaned, as he expertly performed cunnilingus, "I... I don't know... gawd... I don't know if I'll be able to take it like this though.... mmm... yess... maybe... maybe roll me over..." she stammered.

It was as close to a submission as Gus needed – roll her over indeed! What was wrong with the way she was? Fucking prissy little thing, he thought.

Standing back up, Gus looked down at his handiwork – she looked well-and-truly wet and receptive now – just give her a good fingering first, he thought, stretch it open a bit more...

Leanne felt him jam his finger deep into her pussy – and she grunted each time he drove the thick digit into her. After a momentary pause, she felt herself being stretched open even wider! Looking back over her shoulder, she totally expected to see he had put his cock in – but no – he'd merely stuck in another digit, and continued to finger-fuck her roughly and she could clearly hear her juices squelching with each grind and thrust!

That would do, Gus could not wait any longer! She was ready enough, and he pulled out his fingers. Her cunt looked red and swollen already – and very wet. He moved in behind her and lowered his throbbing erection till it was in line with her opening. Then he lent forward – slowly closing the gap until his knob touched her labia for the first time! The feeling was electric on his sensitive knob as he rubbed his tool up and down her slit, coating it with her own lubrication. He smiled when he noticed her rocking her pelvis almost in unison – she was going to be his now! 

"Oooh geezus...gaaawd..." Leanne moaned loudly. She could feel him slowly working his big cock into her – his two big fingers before were nothing compared to what she was now experiencing!

"Don't tense up... relax it... yep... that's it... you're doin' good..." Gus encouraged warmly. 

He watched his big knob slowly becoming enveloped within her puffy labia until he could feel the distinct resistance of her vaginal opening where her hymen once was, and he pushed firmly, feeling it pop past the tight entrance to enter her silky-smooth passageway. Chuckling at the wonderful feeling, he penetrated her further – she was going to be far more accommodating than he had originally thought!

The feeling for Leanne was indescribable – it hurt – but it was a nice hurt. She had been extremely anxious about this moment – but she now realised the big man was far gentler with her than she could have imagined – and she groaned softly as she felt him fill her with his big cock – and then she sighed as he withdrew almost completely before sliding in back in her again...

Gus fucked her like that for several minutes – just slowly inching in and out – giving her a chance to get used to him. He just loved the look of her inner labia stretching around his girth and the way her lips gripped his shaft each time he withdrew. Yes, she had a sweet little pussy for sure – but soon he would show her how a man really fucks a little whore, he thought with relish. 

Leanne was now actually quite enjoying it – that, there was to be no denying. She felt confused of course as to how she could be – hell, the creep fucking her was old enough to be her father! But his cock! My god-father, it did things to her she had only ever dreamed about! And even when he occasionally hit her cervix – it felt good – just sooo good!

Soon Gus began to pick up the pace and he gripped her hips firmly – with every passing minute, his strokes became quicker – and more powerful. He listened to the girl groaning with every thrust – but she didn't complain – she just lay there submissively, allowing him to fuck her beautifully-tight pussy...

He fucked her a bit more brutally now – his own lust overtaking any thoughtfulness he may have had for the young woman minutes earlier – and his climax was building rapidly. The lead up to what he was now doing to her – and her wonderfully tight cunt were about to culminate into a mind-blowing orgasm, of which he was certain!

"Oh gawd...oh gawd...what's happening? Stop....stop....please...." Leanne was not too sure she could take anymore! He was now hurting her again with his brutal fucking – but the itch she felt when she abused her own nipples – and the itch she had felt several times that afternoon as Gus had tortured her, was rapidly building in intensity and she felt like she may wet herself if he didn't stop! 

"Please... something is happening... to... meee... ssstop..." Leanne felt a warmth wash over her – and then that tingle in her loins becoming something exquisitely pleasurable – something unimaginably enjoyable!

"Oooh yeah... oooh yeah... noo... don't stop... mmm... yes, keep going... yessss..." Leanne cried. She literally cried! Real tears ran down her cheeks as her first ever real orgasm swept over her like a tsunami hitting a tropical beach resort!

And that was enough for Gus too! With one final thrust he jammed his cockhead hard against her cervix! Feeling the tight ring begin to relent to his pressure – he gripped the thrashing girl's hips tightly and pushed in even further till he thought his cock would break! He eased the pressure momentarily – then pushed again. She could not move away from him as her thighs were pressed hard against the edge of the desk – but he felt her move anyway – back toward him! 

"Yes, my little precious, that's it... push yourself back... push yourself back!" Gus said ecstatically. 

And then it popped in –his fat knob popped past her partly dilated cervix and entered her womb! 

Instantly, Leanne raised her head up from the edge of the desk and screamed in aguish – partly from the feeling of being ripped apart – but mostly from the indescribable feeling of euphoria that consumed her in a series of bubbling and boiling convulsions as her orgasm ebbed and flowed to fill every imaginable corner and crevice of her body – deep down to the core!

Lustfully, Gus prised the girl's buttocks apart and watched his thick cock disappear completely within her... and with a final thrust, he felt his heavy balls slap against her mound as he bottomed out... then with a roar like a rampant bull's bellow, he shot his load of semen directly into her womb with wondrous aplomb!

Quietly savouring the last moments of his powerful ejaculation, he listened to her crying softly... Had he really hurt her, he wondered?

It was possible of course; he had certainly hurt women in the past with his massive organ – some had enjoyed it – but some hadn't. It wasn't all what it was cracked up to be, having a big cock, he knew... 

But he also knew only too well of the pleasure he often felt, when he rather shamelessly rammed it home into some poor woman... A man with a large cock, and a cruel streak – not often a good combination when you're the one on the receiving end!

He looked down at Leanne's now supine form. With her arms still tied behind her back, and her legs spread wide from the ankle restraints, her movements were still somewhat restricted – but he still noticed it – it was only just perceptible, but he was sure could feel her slick passageway contracting around his cock, just as the last tremors of his own orgasm faded – and he knew without a doubt, that she had come also...

Taking in several deep breaths, he traced his thick fingers from her hips to her waist and smiled – her waist looked so slim that he thought if he placed both hands around it he would encircle her. Hesitating for a moment, he moved his hands back toward her hips, and then he prised her buttocks apart again...

He drank in the wondrous sight of his cock still wedged deeply in her straining cunt – and then he detected her move herself backward – just a bit – and he smiled to himself knowingly... 

"Now that wasn't too bad, was it my dear?" he asked pompously, "Mmm?"

"You... you hurt me..." she said softly.

"But I think you enjoyed it... did you not reach orgasm?"

Leanne lay there breathless not saying another word – she was so confused by what had just happened– after all, hadn't the horrible man had just raped her? But he was right too, of course, as brutal as it was, she had enjoyed it – she had enjoyed the way he had just treated her – and yes, she had come too – and it had been the most amazing feeling she had ever felt!

"You don't have to say anything... I know you enjoyed it, my precious," he smiled confidently.

Leanne felt his cock slowly soften within her – and then she felt the weirdest feeling when his slug slipped from within her cervix. Looking back over her shoulder, she watched silently as the big man, still puffing from exertion, eased his long penis from her battered pussy to stand behind her...

And even in its semi-flaccid state, Leanne was in awe at the size of the thing that now glistened with her juices... and to think she had somehow accommodated it? Her mind absolutely boggled!

She watched Gus take a couple of steps from her and pick up a camera, "What... what are you going to do?"

"My little darling, I just have to get a couple of shots of my hard work! You look fantastic... believe me!"

Gus focused the camera on her, "Look back at me... yep... that's it. Beautiful!"

He then took a few close-ups of her battered pussy that was now gaping open on its own accord; a trickle of thick blow oozing out. 

"What... what's going to happen now?" Leanne stammered, as she felt him undoing her bonds, "Can... can I go?"

"Soon," he said, helping her to turn around and sit up on the edge of his desk, to face him.

"Soon?" she asked, a little confused. What more could he do to her, she wondered? 

Gus scratched his chin, thinking. Now having lost his load, his head was much clearer and he suddenly became worried she might cry rape – and regardless of how much she may have enjoyed his rough handling – she would now doubt have a strong case!

He thought he would call her bluff.

"Would you like to do that again sometime?"

"You are joking, of course, aren't you?" Leanne blurted in surprise at his stupefying question.

"Why, not at all, my dear. I know you liked it," he went on, "...and quite so. You are one of those types of girls who like a bit of rough play sometimes, aren't you?"

As he waited for her to answer him, he reached forward and put a hand on one of her breasts – her nipple, now only partly hard, began to respond instantly.

"You... you tricked me into sex... you're old and yucky... and I... I... mmm, please, don't do that..." 

Leanne didn't quite finish her sentence as Gus began to tweak and pull at her nipple again making her squirm on the desk.

"Would you like to put your hand around my cock?" he asked nicely, without a hint of the malice he actually felt for her.

She looked into his eyes briefly, blinking, as he pulled and twisted her nipple, and then looking down at his semi-flaccid penis, she swallowed deeply, and sighing, she reached for him and touched it gingerly...

"It's alright... it won't bite," Gus smiled.

Leanne took a deep breath and sighed again, and then placed her fingers around his girth and stroked him gently. And to her total surprise, almost instantly, she could feel the organ swelling rapidly in her grasp!

"You have a nice touch... Leanne, that feels wonderful. Here, I'll move a bit closer..." 

As Gus took the small step toward her knees, Leanne opened her legs, letting him in even closer to her. Biting her bottom lip softly, she worked her small hand up and down his length, amazed that it had grown almost fully erect again so soon! Not even her fiancé, Ryan, was able to get it back up again so soon – and he was half Gus's age!

"May I ask you once more – would you like me to fuck you again?" Gus asked, with clear emphasis on 'fuck', as his thumb and forefinger on both of his hands now pulled hard on her long, dark nipples.

"Umm... I'm... I'm not too sure..." she said, still a little bewildered by his question.

Gus twisted her flesh, and Leanne could not deny the tingle in her loins that fluttered again at his touch...

"Mmm... when... when do you want to do it?" Leanne said somewhat wistfully, while her hand now stroked his penis up and down with growing temerity.

Gus smiled – so easy, so fucking easy he thought...

"Why don't you lay back on the desk?" he smiled.

"What! Do you... do you want to... to do me again now? So soon?" 

"Would you like that?"

"I... I don't know... god... I guess so..." Might as well get it over with now, she thought, probably the better option than having to let him screw her some other time!

"But... but no more after this, okay?" she gulped, "We're square after this, and you'll destroy the photos too, okay?"

Gus nodded – she really was amusing him – naive little bitch!

Leanne released her grip on his penis and allowed herself to lie back on his desk. She lifted up her legs and stripped off her socks and rested both of her feet on the edge of the desk... 

Watching Gus position himself, she squirmed in anticipation as the big man forced his penis downward between her thighs and rubbed himself along her swollen pussy...

"Are you going to tie me up again?" she inquired meekly, just as she felt his cockhead slowly penetrating her.

"Would you like that?"

"Uh huh..."

Gus let his penis pop back out of her, and he reached for the soft cord that he had used on her ankles earlier. She looked up at him like an inquisitive puppy as he expertly tied first one of her forearms to the inside of her shin, so her hand was clasping the sole of her foot, and then performed the exact same thing on her other arm. 

The effect was impressive – with her feet high in the air, her thighs now rested against her sides. But he wasn't quite finished. Picking up his necktie, he passed one end under the small of her back and tied it firmly across the backs of her thighs to force her pelvis upward invitingly – and this forced her engorged pussy to protrude even further! 

Gus looked down at his handiwork – he was pretty good at this sort of thing, he thought to himself, as he looked upon her distended pudenda now on offer like a juicy, split peach. 

This was only the second time she had ever been restrained in her life – the first time less than half an hour earlier. It was something that before today she would never have imagined of the arousal it would induce in her. She had heard of some women liking it rough – but to now know she was one of them?

"How's that?" Gus asked, reaching for his camera again and taking a few more careful shots.

Leanne swallowed hard, she could clearly see her engorged nipples rising and falling provocatively with each of her quick breaths, "Umm... the clamps... put them on too..."

Gus chuckled, "The clamps! What, on your little titties again? Sure!"

Deftly, with one in each hand, he opened them and placing them over her nipples, he held them there for a few seconds without releasing them and looked at her almost wanton expression – then he changed tack, and dropped them onto the desk beside her again. 

"Nooo, put them on... please?" Leanne almost pleaded, she now wanted almost desperately to feel the exquisite pleasure and pain the simple devices inflicted upon her sensitive flesh.




A Change of Employment Ch. 02



Gus moved back between her legs and lowered his cock down again to line up with her opening. He smiled lewdly at her as he slowly worked his fat slug back inside of her juicy, stretched cunt. 

She moaned deliriously as his length penetrated her almost completely yet again, and from her position on her back, she could now actually see her pussy straining around his girth. She expected him to commence fucking her – but he didn't – instead he reached for the alligator-clips next to her and without ceremony, he quickly clamped them onto her distended nipples!

The effect was well worth it. Gus laughed joyously as her pussy gripped his shaft like a milking machine – unbelievably, she had come again instantly!

Leanne was immediately besotted, and she urged the brute mounted over her to fuck her hard!

And he did...

She thrashed around on the end of his cock like she was possessed as a series of orgasms overtook her with bewildering intensity! She had gone from not really knowing what one felt like less than an hour ago – to slatternly behaviour due to the mind-blowing raptures she was now experiencing, in the hands of a blackmailing man who was more than old enough to be her father!

She now urged him to pull and twist her nipples with the clamps attached to them – and she urged him to enter her completely...

At first, as his cock thrust in past her cervical opening yet again, Leanne thought the pain was almost unbearable – but then the discomfort passed, and although he did not fuck her as vigorously as moments earlier, she could feel her arousal beginning to peak yet again. And with every slap of his massive balls against her buttocks, she moaned with delirious pleasure as another mind-blowing orgasm rapidly built up to a crescendo and swept over her! 

Gus fucked her for several more minutes, until finally, his own orgasm erupted and he shot another load of thick come deep inside of her...

They were now both thoroughly spent! 

Looking up at the time, Gus knew the security guard would soon be patrolling the factory – and he certainly did not want to be discovered fucking a young employee in his office by anyone!

Without ceremony, Gus let his softening cock slip effortlessly from Leanne's stretched vagina, and covered in a fine sheen of perspiration from his sexually-athletic prowess, he quickly and efficiently removed Leanne's bonds. And while he dressed himself and gathered her clothes together, she lay quietly on his desk, partly recovering from her ordeal while tenderly caressing her very swollen and red-looking vulva. Once he had finished straightening himself up, he then helped her up off the desk and onto her feet, where she stood wobbling for several moments, her head downcast as if in shame, and cum dribbling down her inner thighs...

In less than ten minutes the guard would be checking the offices! He was now more than a little anxious of discovery, and in an almost disparaging manner, he assisted Leanne back into her overalls quickly, minus her underwear that he poked into one of her pockets, and with barely a word exchanged between them, he walked her briskly to his office door to promptly sent her on her way– looking thoroughly used and abused. 

Watching her walk off, Gus briefly rubbed his cock through his pants – it had not been this sore in a long, long time – a lovely tight young vagina will do that to a big cock, he mused, with a feeling immense satisfaction...

Smiling to himself, he watched for a moment longer as she continued walking gingerly up the aisle, clutching her heavy work boots in her small hands, and heading toward the women's change rooms. He knew she was going to shower in an attempt at removing any evidence of what had just happened – he knew she wanted to wash his cum from her vagina and tend to her bruised and battered flesh, before she headed back home to her loving fiancé. The cum may be easy to clean up, Gus chuckled to himself, but the vision of her thoroughly, fucked-over cunt – now that may take some explaining if her fiancé got a look at it!

Even so, Gus now felt quietly confident that their tryst somehow ended-up amicable and it would remain their little secret... 

Gathering up the photos of Leanne and Scott's car park quickie, Gus collected his camera too – he looked forward to developing the film at home later – and he looked forward to the next little rendezvous he was already planning with sweet, young Leanne... 

Yes, he could go far with her, he thought to himself lewdly...

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