4 comments/ 20100 views/ 11 favorites Ms. Pryde's Home Forlorn Women Ch. 01 By: JagFarlane The Stuart Manor was at the end of a long, wooded driveway. The house had once been the mansion of the local coal mine owner, but with the drop in value of coal the family had moved on. For several years it had languished upon the housing market, several realtors all giving their best in hopes for a big payday but coming up short. The family grew disinterested in the costs of maintaining the property and allowed it to become overgrown in vines and weeds. Even the curious townsfolk stopped coming out to see the place when a new realtor decided to throw an open house. When Dave Parks, the latest realtor to land the unsellable relic of the town's heydays received a call from a woman to view the house, he'd just sighed to himself and crossed off that day as a loss. The night before he drove out, taking a can of WD-40 with him just to be sure that he would be able to get the gates open before the appointment with a Ms. Alice Pryde. His hazel eyes watched as the bright rust ran down the gates, loosened by the lubricant. Truth be told, it had been a couple of years since he'd entered it, and then only as a curious visitor to learn what all the fuss was about. The previous realtor had told him of the condition of the building only a couple of months prior and so he'd not felt the need to enter it again, figuring he'd only be its warden till another was chosen. The next morning found Dave waiting outside the gates, wondering if this Ms. Pryde would even bother to show. Part of him hoped that she wouldn't and let him have the chance to salvage the rest of the day, and part of him was just curious what sort of person would be interested in the oversized home. When a recent model Volvo slowly down to stop in front of the gates he knew he'd at least get to meet someone willing to give the old place a shot. Out of the car stepped a woman he guessed to be in her late 40's dressed in beige slacks, a light lavender polo, and low heels. She strolled up to the gate and gave him a polite smile. "Ms. Pryde, glad to see you made it." She nodded lightly to him, "And you as well Mr. Parks. I wasn't sure if you would be willing to come out and show this place. It apparently has a bit of a reputation I'm told, but where others seem wary that just means I might be looking at a place I can get for a song. With that said though, I'd like to save the small chat for inside of the building so if you would be so kind?" He nodded, noting that she wasn't any different from the way she talked on the phone. Dave undid the padlock and pulled the chains holding the gate together, paused for a moment and then threw his weight against the gates. The metal resisted for a moment, then the last bits of rust gave way and the gates slowly creaked open. Stepping to the side, he let Ms. Pryde drive onto the property then trotted to his own vehicle and followed her in, up to the circle in front of the building, wrapped around an empty fountain. While she was investigating the structure of the fountain, he freed the key from the lockbox and proceeded to open the building up. He snuck a peek into the house, wanting to make sure that it didn't look like anyone was squatting there. Relieved to at least not at first find any signs of such, he sighed a little bit of relief then turned towards his client, "The house if open, so if you'd like to follow me in Ms. Pryde?" Into the foyer they walked, greeted first by a long, curving stairway that went to the second floor. Above was a dusty chandelier that reflected a little bit of the sunlight coming through dirty windows. Dave pulled two flashlights out of his pocket and offered her one, "the power's been out for a couple of years now. It shouldn't be more than a matter of having the company turn it back on, but the family got weary of paying the bill." When she nodded at his words then began to inspect the fixtures of the room, he turned his light on and peered down the hallways and up the stairs, ever wary of the potential for a squatter, or worse someone cooking meth. Through the house they walked, occasionally having to duck large cobwebs and pausing when she wanted to check details further. Ms. Pryde never gave Dave much more than a nod or shake of her head mixed with the occasional muttering to herself. She was thorough, walking through each room in the house and being sure to check out the ceilings, floorboards, and bases of walls. When her attention was elsewhere, Dave would check his watch and think wistfully of the opportunities he was missing by showing this place. He was fairly certain there was no way that she would end up wanting to take the place. Through the upstairs she went, demanding to see the attic as well. When the springs of the attic door creaked with lack of use and age, Dave braced for them to break and decided to avoid even touch the ladder. Ms. Pryde on the other hand, spritely stepped up the ladder and disappeared into the darkness. Under the stairs he stood, listening to her walk around on what he presumed was plywood floors and just hoping to not see her foot come through the ceiling. When she finally came down, he breathed out a sigh of relief, wondering just how he got wrapped up in dealing with this place anyways. Oh yeah, too much ambition, he reminded himself. Ms. Pryde took him around the property, with not quite the level of thoroughness but more so than he'd hoped to deal with. The foundation, well sure he understood her interest in that, but she seemed to be very interested in the number of trees and how thick their foliage was. The threat of a spring rainstorm was what finally got her to wrap up her tour of the property. Quickly they walked back towards the building, Dave bracing himself for the inevitable apologies for taking up his time and the excuses as to why she wouldn't be interested in the home. Instead, as they huddled under the porch roof she surprised him by looking over and going, "So I think an opening bid of the asking price minus fifteen percent should do nicely, don't you?" Ms. Pryde's Home Forlorn Women Ch. 01 After what felt like a couple of minutes of suckling his cock, Tammy remembered that she was being observed and graded on this. Reluctantly she let him slip from her mouth, then leaned over to gather the couple of pillows on the couch. Rising up from her seat, she placed the pillows against the back then rested her tummy upon them. Wiggling her ass at him she grinned, "have at it lover." His callused hand came to caress the pale skin of her ass, a finger sliding down and dipping in to get the tip wet. Jason dragged the wet fingertip over her puckered hole, "which one?" "Mmmmm which ever you want dear. Just put that hard cock in me and fuck me good." Her tongue licked her lips lightly. So distracted by watching him she almost didn't feel the weight change on the couch. Turning to look forwards she was greeted by a neatly shaven pussy, "mmm looks like I've got me a tasty treat." "Mhmm, like I said you may deal with couples in the future so I want to know how well you eat pussy. And Jason, be a dear and fuck her in ass? I'd like to see how well she does with a dick in there. You'll find the lube on the end table." Turning her attention back to Tammy, she smiled down putting her hand in the red curls and pulling the girl's face into her waiting pussy. She watched from her position upon the top of the couch as Jason gave his cock a thorough lubing and moved to apply some to the girls rear. Taking this opportunity had afforded her two things, one which was to grade her tongue skills but the other was to see how well she did take to anal. It helped to be able to watch Tammy's face and see if she was experienced or if she showed more traits of being uncomfortable with the act. So far her tongue wasn't lacking for enthusiasm, but it was a little amateurish, that could be remedied though and wouldn't necessarily count against her so long as she was willing to keep training. For Tammy it was the first time that she was going to be fucked while eating pussy. She'd rarely gotten the chance to, just twice before and neither time had the women been as clean tasting as Mistress Alexis was. She shuddered when the cool lube was placed around and just inside of her tight hole. It had been a few months since she'd last had it up the ass, a favorite of one of her former clients though he wasn't quite as well-endowed as Jason. As the thick head was pressed to her hole, Tammy paused with her tongue on Alexis's clit while mentally telling herself to relax the muscles around her ass. She could feel the slow penetration and made sure to groan against the throbbing clit as he worked his way into her. His hands came to rest upon her hips, slightly rough from the calluses, his grip firm as he pulled her against him until her ass met his body. Tammy moaned in pleasure, her ass full of cock and her mouth tasting of a lovely pussy, it was times like these that she enjoyed her job and made her hope more that she could be an employee here. Alexis noticed that the girl had stopped working her when Jason began to enter, debating taking a few points off for that until she'd cleverly began to moan on her clit. So long as the pleasure didn't stop, she was fine with that and returned her gaze to watch Jason's thick cock penetrate Tammy's ass. So far so good it seemed that the girl would work out nicely indeed. Of course, she would let the act finish out, no need to leave anyone without feeling fully fucked. As Jason picked up his tempo it was obvious that Tammy was having a harder time staying in place, so Alexis had taken the back of the girls head. She held that mouth in place while her drenched hole was tongue fucked and her clit caressed by the hard breaths the woman was taking. She'd had a small orgasm already but was holding out the chance for a larger one before Jason finished with Tammy's ass. "Just..a...little...more.." she groaned, feeling herself on the edge. Jason's pumping was becoming very hard at this point, enough so that the tip of Tammy's nose rubbed against her clit, sending Alexis over the edge. Seconds later she watched as Jason began to pump his load into the pregnant girls rear. Tammy didn't move for a few moments, her head having come to rest upon Alexis's thigh while she breathed deeply in. She had cum three times herself, having dearly needed the release. Glancing back at Jason she gave him a dreamy smile, "you can fuck my ass like that anytime." When everyone had disengaged themselves and cleaned up using moist towelettes, Tammy sadly watched Jason make his way out of the room and turned her attention towards Alexis who had retaken her seat on the desk sans skirt. "So ummm, how did I do?" "Get right to the point eh? Hmmm well you'll need more practice eating pussy, wasn't too bad but I would expect better for clients. For the rest I'll need to get Jason's feedback. Also, while I understand why you're not trimmed or shaved, I need to know if you're willing to allow others to do the deed for you, and possibly that might be a client." "I uh, would be open to it. Normally I keep a strip above trimmed but I'm open to what would make the clients happy." "Okay then. That's all I have for today. Busy day as you can probably guess. You're welcome to peruse the grounds, there will be an open buffet in the dining hall all today due to the odd hours, and you're welcome to nap in the room you were given earlier. You will find out the results of this interview tomorrow morning." Alexis watched the redhead struggle her way up, obviously feeling a bit stiff from the afternoons activities, and walk almost waddle her way out. "One down, too many to go," she muttered to herself while slipping the skirt back on. "Rosa, you can summon the next one. Peter, you're up next for testing duty!" Ms. Pryde's Home Forlorn Women Ch. 02 This is the continuation of the story Ms Prydes Home for Forlorn Women. I hope you enjoy the sequel! Alexis licked the envelope, activating the glue, and sealed the card within with a smile. It was a congratulations card to Tammy for having birthed her child, signed by all of the staff within their home. The child was the first born to the Home and while they lucky one already had a pair of adoptive parents waiting for her arrival, she would always be remembered as the first. More importantly for Alexis it meant one more success for her little enterprise, one more validation that her plan would work. The next step was due to arrive in a few minutes, so she finished up with the card and turned to the computer to pull up their file. A minute before the appointment she heard a knock at the door. Quickly she straightened out her blouse and laid her arms upon the maple desk, clasping her hands together, "come in!" As the door opened she put on her best professional smile and watched the couple enter the door, the husband holding it for his wife. From the file she'd started on them she knew they were both in their mid-30's and while married to each other they were both more married to their jobs. This had led to them putting off the idea of having children until a couple of years ago. After attempts to have their own child, their doctor began to encourage them to consider adoption as each year made the chance of pregnancy a danger. With that in mind, and that adoption would mean not having to deal with all of the side effects of pregnancy, they'd found their way to Ms. Pryde's office. She rose up to clasp her hand with the husband, Don, when he reached her desk and offered his right hand. Firm grip, several quick pumps, and his eyes never left hers, she noted the very professional attitude he had. A hotshot day trader, he'd specifically requested this early morning appointment before opening hours so that they could get this settled before the New York Stock Trade opened. His wife, Alice, appeared to be a fairly typical trophy wife though that their marriage had already lasted several years past the pre-nuptials led her to believe he at least wanted the image of a solid family life. 'And maybe he really does want a family,' her less cynical side reminded her. At least the wife seemed to really want a child. Either way she dismissed the thoughts and let her business side take back over, noting that they were customers who could afford her services and that was all that really mattered to her anyways. All that mattered was that they were flush with cash, discrete, and would take decent care of the girl they chose to bear their child. "Good morning. I hope today finds you both doing well." She gestured towards the pair of chairs in front of her desk while sitting down into her own. "Quite well and excited indeed. I hope you don't mind but I'd rather dispense with the normal chit-chat. I'd like to be back with enough time to research out my first moves of the morning. This seems to be a very unique setup you have here." He raised a brow. "That's the point, fill a niche market if you will. Since you'd rather I cut to the chase, basically you two pick out a young lady to carry your child. You sir then get to screw the living daylights out of her to impregnate her. Miss, you are of course welcome to join in the fun and you get to enjoy not having to deal with stretch marks, morning sickness, tender breasts, and everything else that goes along with it. Sound about what you're looking for?" He smiled, a bit amused, "Sounds about right. Right, dear?" Alice just nodded her head lightly, "we want to make it look like we adopted a child from a young mother in a poor area. Makes it look a little bit better appearance wise. And well, bikini season is coming up, I can't afford to not be looking my best." Alexis just raised a brow at that last remark, debating if she should take that as a bimbo concerned only for her looks or as someone who calculated every move she made. Deciding it was better to presume the latter, she nodded in agreement, "yes so it is. Always seems to sneak up so fast after the holidays. You already know the fees and if you weren't in agreement with them you wouldn't be here. So without any further delay, we have three ladies currently available." She leaned over and hit the page button on her desk phone, "come in." A side door to the office opened and three women dressed only in their bras and panties came in, walked along a wall, and stood for the couple present. Two were brunettes, one blonde, all three displayed different body builds from athletic to buxom model. With the comment about the bikini body, Alexis already had a pretty good idea who they would choose which was probably good for the athlete who was training for a local triathlon. The couple leaned in to quietly discuss between each other, they'd already gotten sheets on the trio containing data on everything from physical dimensions to education and hobbies to athletic prowess. The discussion was short and filled with giggling and when they looked back up at Alexis, Don announced, "we'll take the brunette on the right. And I must say, this is a fairly unique experience." They watched the other two girls leave, noting the relieved look on the blonde. When they looked at Alexis she just smiled, "she's training for a triathlon that happens in two weeks. It'll be her first and she's quite excited for it." She noticed the blinks and smiled a little more, "all the girls here were picked in at least partly for their desire to do something further with their life. Most of them are enrolled at the local community college. It's fairly nice to see them have something to actually look forwards to." It was also part of the reason why the local law turned a blind eye, the idea of getting women off the streets and educated without expense to them. "Charlene, the girl you picked, will be in contact with you via e-mail to let you know the dates when it would be best to visit. Again, Alice you're quite welcome to join in on the sessions and you're always welcome to visit her for non-sexual meetings. After all, she will be birthing your child." She rose up, waiting for them to stand and offered her hand to both, "if that's all, I won't take up any more of your time. We look forwards to seeing you around here." Ms. Pryde's Home Forlorn Women Ch. 02 The man between Anna's thighs had stood up and positioned himself with his knees slightly bent so that he could slip his cock into her well eaten pussy. The boys began to take turns with her, one would screw her for a couple of minutes while the second was being blown, then swap out positions. When the two got ready to cum they both kneeled on the bed alongside of her stomach, placed her hands upon their shafts and wrapped their hands over hers. With their help she stroked both of them rapidly till they came, shooting spurts of cum over her stomach. When they finished she let go of their shafts and proceeded to rub their cum all over her swollen skin. Alexis looked over at the man, who looked very close to cumming himself but hadn't quite crossed the barrier. Without a second thought she leaned over and took the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking as hard as she could the moment her lips wrapped around him. Her tongue whipped around the head, bathing it in a layer of spit before she began to bob her head over half the length. It was just what he needed and seconds later her mouth was rewarded with a thick load of warm cum which she greedily swallowed down. She glanced up to the relieved grin and licked his cock clean before rising back up and pushing herself to a standing position. Over to Anna she strode, leaning over to give the girl a kiss and whisper, "excellent show today." She slipped back into her bra then back into the blouse before stepping out of the room. Turning on the front of her shoes, she headed back to her office to wrap up the e-mails and return any phone calls. A grin was plastered on her face, just another great day watching her business blossom and enjoying the fringe benefits.