1 comments/ 10339 views/ 0 favorites Our Help Ch. 01 By: thonglick66 This Story was kindly edited by tangentjoker. * I own a company, mostly online, that deals with people's fantasies. Most of my clients are older rich women; women that have deep, dark, depraved, sick fantasies. They pay me well for fulfilling their dreams. So well, in fact, that I have an agency of people who help me fulfill their needs. A lot of my clients are fairly regular users of my company as I am the only company in Ireland who supplies to this kind of demand for the rich folk. I walk into the office. I take off my coat and hang it on the rack. I drop my briefcase on the floor and slouch onto the big plush sofa. "You okay?" Louise asks. "Yeah, I'm fine, Babe. Just tired, that's all," I reply. "Anything new in today?" I ask. "Yeah. Mrs. McGirk again. She has a new one for you," Louise says as she works her fingers on the keyboard. I reach for my bag and pull out a bundle of money. "That's for yesterday," I say as I toss the bundle onto the desk. "How much did you charge her?" Louise asks. "1200 Euro," I said as she started to count the 50 Euro notes out. "And how much do we owe Tomas for his day?" "350. I gave him a little bonus this time as he did a great job on Mrs. Walsh and she paid us a little extra and said she would email us for her next appointment and can't wait to use our services again. You would think the old bitch was new to this, wouldn't you, but she has been using us for nearly 4 fucking years now, the dirty old cunt," I replied. "Well, looking at what is left, you both must have given her a good seeing to this time because even with Tomas' wage took out there is still 250 extra there," Louise said as she looked at me. "Well, let's just say the dirty old bitch really enjoyed herself this time. That's why I'm so fucking tired. Mrs. Walsh had a hell of a lot of energy yesterday and we just kept at her the whole day and night. She is a randy old cunt, as you well know, Babe," I said, relaxing more into the sofa. Louise smiled over at me and said she would make coffee. Getting up, she walked around her desk and to the coffee machine. I watched her as she went, her small tits pushing out through her tight white blouse and her plump arse wiggling as she walked making the black ruffled sticky out skirt dance as she walked. She caught my eye when she turned around and asked did I want a fuck this morning. "No. Not yet, Babe," I replied to my stepdaughter. "You sure?" she asked. "Later, Sweetheart," I said as I pushed my head back onto the sofa. Coffee came and I sat up to take and drink it. Louise was back behind her desk before she spoke again. She said, "Back to business. "There is nothing booked for the next two days, Pops, so you can have a rest. Then, on Friday, there is Mr. and Mrs. Green in Navan. They want the same as last time with you and black Bob. Only this time, they want Mr. Green tied up on a chair in their sitting room. Here is the best part: They want you and Bob to force Mr. Green to wear his wife's pink lace bra and panties as soon as you get there. They say in their email that you both can beat him a little harder, if you wish, but only beat Mrs. Green the same as last time when you and Bob are raping her. Then, of course, the same ending with Mr. Green being forced to eat your cream pies from his wife's pussy and asshole. They have already paid up front and deposited an extra 150 for changing their story to include the new panty fetish for the old fella, as stipulated in the agreements," Louise said as she gasped a breath before starting again. "It's only a half day for you and Bob on Friday so it shouldn't be too tiring and i know you don't like doing it in front of spouses but they are good customers and have been with us for years. They always pay what we want and are always on our website saying how good we are and how professional we are and have got us a lot of work from newbies too. And everytime they get a visit from us they write their story of what happened on that said day in our story blog and they get quite a lot of good comments from other users on the site. So, you see they are good for us." "I know that, Princess, but I just think it's kind of odd that a 70-year-old man enjoys being tied up and, now, dressed in his wife's underwear while myself and black Bob break into their house, beat them both and fuck every hole his 65-year-old wife has, then force the old fella to his knees to clean up our cum from the woman he loves after we are done raping her. I just find it strange that at their age they get enjoyment from this, that's all. I know they are paying for our services and that they are just living out a fantasy but, fuck me, at their age you would think they are past all that; especially him. You would think he would want to protect her and mind her not to have two guys come to their home, slap them around and rape her as he watches. I don't know, Babe. As I said, I just think it's strange they live in that fantasy world at that age, that's all. It's fucking odd," was my reply. "Look at it this way, Pops. I hope when you get to that age, you are still able to perform. Still able to fuck me. Still able to make love to me. Still able to live out your fantasies with me and, besides that, as old as they are they have and still are spending a fortune with us every month and have gotten us loads of new customers over the years. And, just remember, I once offered them a freebee for their loyalty and help in building our business to what it is today. And they kindly refused, saying it would not feel the same if they didn't pay; that paying for our people to use and abuse and rape was all part of their humiliation, which they thrive on. So let them at it, and enjoy the lifestyle that you earn from the Greens,"Louise said, looking for my reaction. I nodded a knowing nod and drank more from my coffee cup. Louise got up and filled my cup again with more hot black coffee, returning the pot after she topped her cup up. She walked past me and asked, "Are you sure, Pops?" grinning as she swayed her nice, full, round arse past my eyes. I knew what she meant. She wanted me to fuck her in the office, but tiredness was taking over my body. "We can fuck later, Louise," I told her. She looks at me with pity in her beautiful blue eyes; not pity for herself, but pity for me. "Okay," she started. "Saturday, there are three bookings, but none for you. Two are regulars in Dublin and one in Cork. The Cork one is only a second visit, so not really a regular, and Samantha was requested to do it, as she was before. It's a guy who apparently likes to worship pussy and ass and then get strap-on fucked as she drags her nails down his back, ripping the skin off him. First time he contacted us, he was charged 1000 Euro. But when he contacted us this time, I asked Samantha about him and she rang him. "She told him on the phone that if he wanted her again then he was going to pay more. The cheeky bitch charged him an extra 300, which he gladly paid, and readjusted his payment online. I told her she shouldn't be doing that, and she said he was minted and could well afford it. And she said, anyway, she worked him hard. And she knew he would come back to us again, so she upped the price. So I will split the extra 300 with Sam fifty/fifty and pay her her usual 350. So she has a good payday from that dude and we make a little extra from him, too." Louise took a breath again and then carried on, "The two in Dublin are the usual old pair of dolls. They have booked Michael and John again, same as always: Dinner date, dance and fuck. Two and a half grand between them. Same every week. Pay the boys 700 between them, plus their own personal expenses: petrol, clothes and such and we make about one and a half grand. "On Sunday, I have one myself. It's Mrs. Caffery, but only for a few hours as her husband is playing golf locally. She's still being charged the same as usual. I just treat her like a dog: walk her on a leash, make her eat from a bowl, have her lick my pussy and rim my hole. Then, I finish with the usual: make her drink my piss from my pussy and lick my arse clean when I shit on her saggy old tits. So it's going to be a quick session for her. And she doesn't mind not being fucked by me, or getting her usual spanking, as she is afraid her husband will return early," Louise said. I then remembered what Louise had said to me when I walked into the office about Mrs. McGirk and asked her what it was that she wanted different than the last time. "Well, Pops, you know she likes to change things around now and again. Like the last few times you and black Bob have been with her and doing to her whatever it was. Well, she wants a change again. She asked for you both again, but wants things to be different. She still wants to be raped by you both. She wants you both to use a little more violence, but not to mark her face. She basically wants to be kidnapped, gagged, hooded, roughly treated and abused by you both. Only this time, she wants it like she has seen in some of those humiliation pornos. She has sent a few clips in her email of what she would like to happen, and has asked us to email her a bill for it for the extra services. "You can look at the clips later, if you want too, but its mainly ass-to-mouth, gagging and puking on cocks, facial spitting, pussy stretching, tit torture and bondage. That kind of stuff," Louise said. "Fuck me, she is really getting into the rough side of things, isn't she? I remember the first time she booked me, she was so embarrassed when she first sucked my cock. And now look at the dirty old cunt! She can't get enough of it since she first started. She is a dirty old fucker. Remember last bank holiday she booked me and Bob? Well, we took it in turns with her, after both using her on Friday evening and night. "We kept her at it all weekend. All over the bank holiday, she must of only slept about five hours, total, because we would take it in turns to rest and sleep, so that there was always one of us with her at any given moment. We wouldn't even let her go to the bathroom. We made her piss and shit in a bucket in the corner of the room. Then, we made her go outside naked at night and empty out her mess and clean the bucket out. Ha, ha, ha, that was funny, because she didn't want her friends seeing her out there like that. "I thought she was going to piss herself when I shoved her out the door into her garden with the bucket and wouldn't let her back into her house for ten minutes until she had the bucket cleaned properly. And now she wants a bit more humiliation, degradation, suffering and pain? Well, as long as she is paying, the old whore can have what she wants. When has she booked for?" I asked. "She hasn't booked a date, yet. She says in her email to run it by you. And if its OK with you, then to book her either Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday. She said you should pick the day and surprise her at home. She will be home alone for those three days and doesn't want to know when you plan to visit her. She wants to have the surprise when it happens, but she only wants to hire you and Bob for twenty-four hours; not the whole three days. So, what do you want to do, Pops? Do you want to do her on Monday, as you're not booked for then, anyway? And I can move Bob's other appointment around so it suits you. Or do her on Tuesday when you're both vacant?" Louise asked, looking at me as I settled myself down on the sofa, laying on my back ready to have a snooze. "Yeah, Tuesday is fine. We can do her on Tuesday. We get an early start on Mrs. McGirk because she really is a goer. She can go for three days so we will have our work cut out on her. So may as well make it an early morning visit, I think. If you're not too busy, Louise, you can come and watch, if you like. It will add to her humiliation even more if you're there laughing, watching and advising us on what to do to her while she is bound up being used. I know she has spoken to you many times on the phone but she has never met you and i think it would be a real nasty treat for her if you were there and humiliated her with us. What do you think about that?" I asked. "Well, I'm busy in the morning, Pops, but I could make it for the evening time, when I close the office, if that's not too late," Louise said, smiling at the thought of getting off at someone else's expense. "That's that sorted, then. So, it looks like Mrs. McGirk is going to get a good seeing too this time. First by me and black Bob, and then by all three of us. Fuck me, she is going to panic when she realizes that not only is there another woman in the room watching her flabby old body being used... but she is going to be very embarrassed when she finds out it is you, the dear sweet girl on the other end of the phone that she has spoken to so many times," I said with a laugh. "What will we charge her this time?" Louise asked, half laughing at the thought of it all. "Just the usual 1000 for Mrs. McGirk; and 200 extra for the extras that she wants. And the surprise of you being there we won't charge the old fucker for. She can have that extra free of charge because she is a weekly booker and always gives us a little bonus every week. And the fact is she isn't too bad a fuck for an old bitch. She can take my full 71/2 inches and Bobs 9 1/2 inches and she always has dinner in the oven left for us and a few beers in the fridge. So, she ain't so bad, after all. But anything over and above her time and she has to pay premium rates for," I replied. "She never goes over her time and most of the time you all are finished with her early, anyway. And she always pays up front and gives you and Bob a good tip. So, I think you're right to give her a nasty surprise free of charge, now and then," was the reply I got as I pulled more pillows under my head. I could hear the buttons click on the keyboard as Louise sent my reply to Mrs. McGirk. I was just nodding off when Louise said, "Fucking hell, she is eager. She has replied and confirmed the booking and is delighted at the price. Payment is already in the account and she looks forward to being used by you both again. Oh, the poor old dear really does love the attention you give her. Little does she know what she is in for this time, hey Pops?" I smiled as I turned my head to look at my beautiful stepdaughter. "What is it with women wanting to be raped and abused, Louise?" I asked her. "Its just a female fantasy, Pops. All women want to know what it feels like to be used that way. They want to feel the humiliation, disgust, pain and abuse. They want to feel helpless and feel dirty. It's just a fantasy that every woman I've ever known would have at least once in their lifetime. "Most women would never dare ask their partner to rape them in role play. They would be too embarrassed to ask. That is why they find us and use our services: to fulfill their desires and dreams. But some get addicted to it; to the feeling of helplessness and to the humiliation they feel during and after the act. And if they can afford it, then they become our regulars. Most of our clients, the regular ones, stem from the first time they used us. They are the ones that keep our books full all the time. "They are addicted to us and the service we provide. Women are lucky that we are here. We give them what they want: their fantasy; their dirty little secrets and their life's dream. It's just a woman's thing, Pops. That's all." Her voice drifted off as I did. I woke to the sound of Louise moaning and groaning. As I opened my eyes, I could see that she had moved her chair around to where I was sleeping on the sofa. She had her legs spread wide, her feet lifted up and opened out on the sofa. Her short skirt was pulled up around her waist and she had her plump arse perched on the edge of her seat. She was leaning back on the backrest and looking at me as she was fingering her lovely pussy. I watched, as my head was clearing, and looked between her chunky thighs as her fingers rubbed her clit faster as her other hand forced a big flesh-coloured dildo into her waxed cunt. My attention was taken from her delightful pussy as she shouted out, "Oh, Pops! I'm cumming!" I looked at her face and she was flushed red as her orgasm reached its height. "Fuck," she screamed as her legs shook and made the sofa tremble. Still fucking herself with the dildo, she didn't slow down until her orgasm had passed. She removed the big rubber cock from her cunt and lifted her legs down to the floor. She put her fingers up to my nose and I sniffed them before opening my mouth and licking all Louie's pussy cream from them. She pulled her fingers from my mouth, lifted her arse from the chair to fix her skirt, then re-sat, using her legs, she slid herself and the chair back around her desk and shot a wicked look at me. "You're a dirty, nasty, cunt," I said to her as she smiled that dirty kinky smile she always has when she does something out of the ordinary like this. "It's your fault, Pops. You didn't want to fuck me when you came in here earlier on, and then you fell asleep. What am I supposed to do? You know I am always wet and horny, that my pussy is always soaked, and you didn't do anything about it. Even if you had licked my slit when I asked to be fucked, then, that would've been enough for me. It would've released my orgasm and I wouldn't've been so fucking horny looking at you over there laying on that sofa. So, its your fault and I just had to share a little bit of my jilling off with you. It's not my fault you woke up to the sound of me cumming, either," she said with a dirty laugh. "You always have you fingers stuck up your twat. You can't leave your pussy alone for more than five minutes. Every time I look at you, you're fingering yourself. You're a fucking nympho, Louise. If it's not your fingers on your pussy, then it's something stuck up your fuck hole. Thank God you don't have a cock or you would have it well and truly pulled off yourself," I replied, getting up and looking at my watch to check the time. "Look, Pops, you know I always get horny when I'm near you. I'm horny at the best of times; but when you're around, my pussy just gets so fucking wet and hungry for cock that I have to jill one off if you don't take care of me like you usually do,"she replied. I got off the sofa and went to the bathroom door in the office. I opened the door, walked in past the shower and wash hand basin, lifted the toilet seat, took out my cock and started to pee. Louise was talking to me but I couldn't hear her. She moved into the bathroom as I was midstream and said that there were two more enquirers today when i was asleep. She had emailed both of them back and had set them up with an account on our website. She had used the chat room to discuss their needs and wishes. Both applicants were happy with what they had learned. Both had joined the website, filled out our disclaimer and paid their deposits of fifteen grand each. Louise had set up meetings with them for tomorrow at two different locations and both she and I were to attend the meetings, as usual, to discuss their requirements further. So it looks like I'll have something to do tomorrow, after all, I thought to myself as I stripped and climbed into the shower. Louise said it was knocking off time and she was going to tidy up a few loose ends while I was in the shower and shut the office down. Shaved, showered and out the door we went. Heading for the car, I asked Louise if she was cooking tonight. "Am I fucking cooking? We have made a killing over the last week, so you're bringing me out for dinner; Italian, I think. That nice cosy place in Navan town will do nicely," she said as we got to my car. Sitting, eating dinner, with my sexy stepdaughter, Louise, was a nice treat. The waiter always thought we were a couple because of the way we acted together. Our Help Ch. 01 "What's with these two newbies tomorrow?" I asked Louise as I held her hand while waiting on the starters to come. "Well," she started, "I got their email while you were having your little nap and replied to them in the normal fashion. They replied back and had filled in the questionnaire that we always send out to new customers. The first one is a married woman, age 40. Husband works in Waterford. They live in Dublin. Her name is Mrs. Rielly; Michelle Rielly. Her husband is Adam; same age. He wants no part of it. He only to meet us and make sure his beloved wife is happy with us. He only wants to make his wife happy so whatever she wants, she gets. By the sounds of it, she is another spoiled snobby housewife who is looking for some kind of extra kicks. She seems to be in control of their marriage and says in her email that husband is a wimp and also a workaholic. She has many desires and wants someone outside her marriage to help her with them and doesn't want her ideas to be part of her marriage with her husband. She wants to use us as an escape from her real life. The husband is fine with it all. I sent her the full package catalogue of our employees and also sent her the videos of what is on offer from us detailing our vast range of people and fantasies that we provide. Both her and her husband have looked it over and have agreed to settle on our company as sole providers to Mrs Rielly's pleasures. "He doesn't want to know what his wife wants from us. He doesn't want to know what sex acts she gets up to or what her ideas and fantasies are. He wants nothing to do with it at all apart from the meeting tomorrow. She has a huge monthly allowance from her husband and what she does with it is her business, as far as he is concerned. But I'll tell you this, Pops. After they signed the contract online and deposited their money into their account, she came back online later and chatted with me in the chat room. "She has some very kinky and weird ideas she wants to try out. And she can be very crude and foul, too. She wants to be treated like a piece of shit, and i mean shit. Her ideas are way out there but her husband must never know what way his wife is being treated. He would go mad if he knew she would lower herself this low. They are meeting us at eleven in Trim for a bite to eat and then the husband, Adam, has a meeting there at twelve; so he will be out of the way so we can discuss Mrs Rielly's needs further. She will then let us know who she has picked for her first session and what she would like that session to entail." Starters arrived and we both tucked into our Caesar salad. Louise was fidgeting as she ate and I asked her what was wrong with her. She said she was just enjoying the feeling she was getting from the butt plug she had inserted into her arsehole before leaving the office and can't wait to get back to my house to replace it with my cock. I felt a stirring in my pants as my cock started to waken at the thought of Louise sitting there with the plug inside her lovely bubble butt; wiggling around as she ate her meal. Trying to get my thoughts back on track, I asked her about the other enquirers, and she said, "Looks like you're going to enjoy this one even better, Pops. And to make it even better, she has picked you. She says it has to be an older man, someone she can call 'Daddy.'" "Now your have my attention, Louise. Get to it," said I. "Well, she is Mary Dolan. She is 29-years-old; single. Works in the high court; very professional. Needs release from her high profile life and wants to become the opposite of her everyday life. She has sent her photo. She is very slender, short brown hair, small boobs, skinny ass and waxed all in the right places. "She doesn't want to use her home and has settled for the dungeon scene. She is very private about her private life, as you can imagine she would have to be. She wants to be treated as a very naughty girl. She wants over the knee spanking, canings, whippings all over her body. She wants to be invaded in all three holes. But her biggest thing, apart from that, is she doesn't want to call you 'Sir' or 'Master' or the usual names a submissive would call their superiors. She wants to call you 'Daddy' all the time. She doesn't care what you call her, as long as she calls you 'Daddy.' "She picked you over all the rest because you look the oldest and as she said you look the most stern and 'Daddy' type. She is not really into black cock, bondage, or any other type of things we supply. She is into humiliation, punishment by 'Daddy,' name calling, degradation and so on. So it looks like you will get a break from all those old biddies after all, Pops. It's about time you got a piece of younger fresh pussy to play with, 'Daddy!'" she ended with a chuckle. Dinner over, and back to my house, Louise decided she was staying the night instead of driving back to her apartment. My house is like her house. It's full of her belongings: clothes, shoes, bags, coats and toiletries. You name it and its here. She spends at least half the week living with me. She doesn't have her own room. Well, that's a lie. She does, but she never uses it. She sleeps with me every night she is here. She doesn't like sleeping on her own. At her age, 31, she doesn't like sleeping on her own. "I'm going for a shower, Pops," she said as we both stripped off in my bedroom. I was naked before she was and was lying on the bed when I told her not to shower. "You know I like the taste of your pussy when it's wet and sticky with the day's sweat on it," I said. She removed the rest of her clothes and mounted my face, calling me a dirty bastard. As she lowered her fat arse towards my face, I could smell her arse crack first. It smelt sweaty and with the hint of shite. Her butt plug was still in place as I moved my nose further towards that beautiful scent. I sniffed up and down her crack taking in that lovely odor before licking the base of her butt plug. I moved my tongue from that spot and ran it up the middle of her arse, the line where the two cheeks met, top to bottom. I guided my tongue, taking in all her taste and scent, then moved onto the left side of her big arse crack and done the same. It was pure heaven. The feeling of her pale butt on my tongue was like nothing else on this earth. I did the same to the right side before I went to pull out her plug. She stopped me from doing this by lowering her full arse onto my face and I could just about hear her as she said to leave it in there as the fat from her arse folded partly covering my ears. She lifted up again and shuffled back a tiny bit so her pussy was over my nose and mouth. I took a sniff and it was strong. A strong smell of sweat, piss and pussy juice, it smelt fucking divine. Her inner lips protruded past her outer lips and her clit poked out past both sets. I couldn't help myself and darted my tongue into those lovely, pink, puffy folds. She gasped and grabbed my cock before shoving as much of it as she could into her hot wet waiting mouth. I felt her suck down hard on my raging cock as I devoured her smelly cunt; licking, sucking and nibbling on her as i felt her deep throat my meat all the way to my aching balls. We stayed in the sixty-nine for quite some time; sucking, licking and eating each other before Louise pushed her soaking pussy down onto my mouth. I knew she was about to cum and nuzzled my nose into the opening of her open hole before sucking on her now huge clit. Sucking and licking her to orgasm as her chunky thighs clenched my head, squeezing as hard as she could, her juices running over my nose that was buried as far as it would go in side of her. I wriggled my head a little as her orgasm subsided and licked her pussy juice from her sopping fuck hole. A few minutes later, she stopped sucking my cock, got up, turned around and was bobbing up and down my shaft; her little tits bouncing up and down as she rode herself to another shuddering orgasm. Her mouth dropped to mine and her tongue invaded me. Her wet lips slid over mine as we kissed like new lovers. Her pear-shaped bubble butt bounced at a fast rate as she hammered down on my cock. She leaned up and looked at me. "Fuck me, Pops! Fuck my pussy," she said as she placed my hands on her tiny but hard nipples. I knew I was about to explode and gave a grunt. She understood what was going to happen and said, "If you cum, you clean." With those words coming from her panting lips, I let go. I shot my load right into her as she lowered her mouth to mine again. My hand now on her full hips, I thrust her body up and down until my balls were empty. She rode me to make sure that she had me well and truly milked, then got off me. "You're such a heavy cummer, Pops! Now, it's time to eat your own creampie," she panted as she lowered herself back into the sixty-nine, parting her legs further than before to open up her pussy. I saw the first stringy drops of my cum slowly making its way out of her. My tongue went to meet it as Louise lowered her head onto my cock and started to clean up what had spilled from her as she unmounted my shaft. I enjoy eating my cream pie from Louise and do it every time she lets me cum inside her. She also enjoys it as she insists that I clean her pussy when I've filled her with my man juice. After a while of washing her soft pussy with my eager tongue, and her sucking the last few drops of cum that she forces from my limp cock, we lay together arm in arm. We both fell asleep and I didn't wake until I heard Louise having a pee in the en-suite bathroom,the door wide open as her golden shower thundered into the waiting water in the bottom of the bowl. I asked what time it was and Louise replied, "It's seven in the morning. Time to get up, you dirty old cunt. We have those meetings today and I've got to go to the office before we meet the newbies. Get out of bed you old fart and get that horny cock of yours into the shower with me." I got up, scratched my arse, tasted the taste of Louise and cum in my mouth, and hopped into the shower with her. End of Part One. Our Help Ch. 02 Once again I have to Thank My Editor For His help and advise. This Story was Edited By Tangentjoker. Louise turned on her mobile and the messages started to bleep. I took off my coat and sat on the opposite side of the desk as she fired up the computer. She looked at her phone and checked the messages. "All is okay," she told me. "Everybody is where they are supposed to be, doing their duties," she said. Louise had set each person up with a company mobile phone. When they were with the client they were supposed to be with, then they sent her a text message to let her know that all was well and that they were there where they were supposed to be. She looked at the website. There was nothing new in, but there was plenty of activity on the blogs and in the chat room. She typed a good morning message into the chat room and wished all our customers a nice day. She waited for the replies to come back before announcing to me that everybody seemed to be happy. She typed again and let everybody know she wouldn't be back in the office until later on in the afternoon and hoped they all had a great day. We ate breakfast and were now waiting to meet Mr. and Mrs. Adam and Michelle Rielly. It was nice outside, so we decided to sit outdoors and have a coffee. We were there only a few minutes, when they approached. He was just your average balding suit. She was slender and toned. She had quite a nice figure for forty-years-old and looked like someone who looked after herself well. They pulled out their own chairs and sat down before introducing themselves. Louise and I returned the introduction as the husband looked at his watch. "I don't have much time left before my meeting. Can we get straight to it?" he asked. Mrs Rielly ordered coffee and scones for both of them. She stared at her husband, who was looking at his watch again. We chatted loosely as their drinks and plates were delivered to them. Then we got down to business. Louise started, "You are very lucky to have gotten on to our client list as we are very, very, busy these days. We don't have many slots left for new people and all our staff work so hard to please our clients. It looks as though we are going to have to employ more staff if it keeps going the way it has been in the last two years." "I don't have time for this nor do I want to know anything about your nasty business. I just want to get this over with as quickly as possible, sign the hard copy of the contract and be on my way. I have done the meet and greet thing that Michelle wanted me to do and now I need to get on. All I ask from you two is that you respect my wife's wishes. You provide for her what she needs and wants. Make her happy and that makes me happy. I will pay anything in the world to keep her happy and this is her latest adventure. I do not want or need to know what goes on with your company. My wife and I assume you will grant my wishes and with hold any of this information from me. I will never see any of you again. Michelle will be the only one contacting you from now on. She has full control of the account we set up on your site. She has even changed the passwords already. So, any contact will be between you and her. I want nothing to do with it at all. Her funds for this will be from her monthly allowance, which is quite large, I might add. So, with all that said and done, give me the papers to sign and I'll be on my way," Mr Adam fucking Rielly said with a ignorant tone in his voice. Louise took from her case a bundle of papers and selected a few that were stapled together. She handed them to Adam as he removed a pen from inside his suit jacket pocket. I studied his wife as he thumbed through the papers. Yeah, I thought to myself, a trophy wife. She sat there letting that little prick of a husband do all the talking and said nothing. She just let him rant on and make himself feel good, but when he was gone I knew she was going to be totally different than she was at that moment. Adam signed the three pages and handed them over to Michelle. She wasn't so fussy and just signed her name under his without reading anything on the papers. He got up, straightened his jacket, put his pen back into his pocket, drained his coffee cup, and said his goodbyes to both Louise and me. We both stood up and shook his hand. He bent and kissed his wife on her cheek and told her he would see her later. Then he left. We all watched as he disappeared into the distance before Michelle opened her mouth and said with a posh but girlish Dublin accent, "He is a pompous old fart, really." "No," I said, "he is a fucking little prick. He thinks he knows you, Michelle, but he doesn't really, does he? He is an arsehole too busy doing whatever it is he does to look after you properly. That's why you came to us, isn't it?" I replied. Louise and Michelle laughed aloud as they could see the annoyance in my face. "Calm down, Pops, and behave yourself, please. We have to be nice to our new client," Louise said. I settled myself and looked across the little table at Michelle. She was still laughing with Louise. "Okay, Mrs Rielly, what is it you want from us? Don't be shy. We have heard it all and nothing you can say shocks us," Louise said, slowing down her giggles. "Well, I have some very naughty ideas. I don't know if I should say in front of you, Louise. It's embarrassing for me to talk to you face to face like this. It was okay when I discussed it on the chat room and via email, but its hard for me to say what I really want when I'm face to face with you lovely people," she replied, getting redder and redder as she spoke. "Look, Mrs Rielly. You contacted us. You chatted with Louise on email and in the chat room. Whatever it is you're looking for won't be as bad an embarrassment as when it really happens. So, get to it, please," I said in a strong but adamant voice. She took a deep breath and started, "I like to be humiliated; humiliated so much that I cry, even without being touched. Humiliated by words. I like to lose control of my emotions. I like to be treated like a worthless slave. A piece of shit. Treated like I am dispensable; not worth anything. Degraded and objectified. I also like the thought of being spanked until I can't sit down. I like to be treated as a whipping post. Whipped, caned, and spanked. I like bondage very much and need to be brought forward in the art of bondage. I want to experience every aspect of humiliation and degradation. I also have a pee and poop fetish. I want to be forced to drink pee and be force fed poop. I have drunk pee in the past, even my own pee on occasion, and have tasted my own poop. Now, I want to be force fed someone else's poop and pee. I would also like to try out with another woman. I have never been with another female before and would also like that to be included in my fantasies. But... The female must be very dominant and use me the same way as the man I choose would use me. "I have plenty of time on my hands as my husband is away most of the time due to his work. So, there is never going to be any problem with him or setting an appointment for me. When I need an appointment, I would be quite happy with whatever time and date you both can fit me in with. Please do not treat me as a normal person you would meet everyday. Even now you are being too kind. From this moment on, I want to be humiliated and degraded. After all, that is what I'm paying you for," Michelle said as she then took a big gasp of air, re-inflating her lungs. Her face was red with embarrassment. She lowered her head. Louise took the lead and said to her, "Okay, Cunt, that is the last time you will ever hear us calling you your proper name. From this moment on, you will be known as 'Cunt', or whatever I decide to call you. Even in the chat room, or on the phone, you will be treated as a worthless cunt. Now, Cunt, tell me who you require to be your tormentor and the reason why you have chosen this person. Also, while you are at it, you can let me know who you have chosen as the lady you wish to dominate you." The Cunt then handed Louise a piece of paper from her pocket. It was folded. Louise opened it up and there was nothing written on it. Louise looked at the Cunt sitting before her and looked puzzled. "I would like you, Miss Louise, and him," she said without looking at either of us. "His name is 'Pops,' Cunt. You must call him 'Pops.' He is my Pops. He is my stepfather. His name is 'Pops' and that is what you will call him," Louise said before she reached over the table and gave her a sharp slap on her right cheek. "Why have you chosen us, Cunt?" I asked. "Pops, I have chosen you both because I think you both will make good use of me and also the fact that you both own the company. Then, I think you both will have much more experience of what it is I seek than your other staff members. And to be quite honest, I think you and Miss Louise here would be far more kinkier than I could ever imagine," she said with a smirk on her face. Louise lunged forward and slapped her again. "Take off your knickers, Cunt," she said as she sat back into her seat. Michelle struggled to remove her knickers from under her skirt. She wriggled about as she pulled them down off her arse and over her thighs. Once past her knees, she had no trouble removing them the rest of the way. She sat back straight into her seat and held her knickers in her hand, bunched up. Louise told her to pass them over to me. I took them and felt the nice soft satin in my hands. I opened them up and turned them inside out. The gusset was soaking wet. I lifted them to my nose and took a long sniff of her pussy soaked knickers, then I pushed out my tongue and had a taste? "How does she smell and taste, Pops?" Louise asked. "Well, she smells nice, Babe. A little musty, and a hint of piss, but her knicker snot tastes lovely. Wet, warm, and slimy, just like a pussy should taste, with a slight hint of piss. Have a go yourself, Babe," I said, handing the used knickers over to her as I watched the Cunt, Michelle, grow red again, her face scarlet from where Louise had slapped her only a few moments ago. Louise took in several deep breaths while holding the knickers to her face, her nose drinking in the scent of Michelle's cunt as she did so. Then, out popped her little pink tongue, and she slid it up the entire length of the slimy gusset, licking as much knicker snot as possible as she probed the material. "Pay the fucking bill, Cunt," Louise demanded as we finished up our coffee. "You are coming with us. We have another meeting with another cunt like you and you are going to entertain us for the rest of the day. We won't charge you for today. It is a freebie and it will give you an idea of what to expect from us in the future. Now, pay the bill and meet us in the carpark at the rear of this place," Louise said in her demanding and stern voice. We waited at the car for Michelle to catch up to us. She was told to get in the back but to lift her skirt up before she sat on the leather seat so her bare arse was directly on the cold softness of the seat. She did as she was told and Louise got into the driving seat while I sat in the front passenger seat. "Do not put on your seat belt, Cunt. Move into the center of the seat and spread those fucking legs wide," Louise said as she started up the engine. As we pulled out of the carpark and turned onto the main road, Louise told the Cunt on the back seat to finger fuck herself but not to cum. We headed to our next appointment with the Cunt fingering her fuck hole in the back of the car. We watched her as she slid her sticky fingers up and down her slit, over her clit and poking in and out of her fuck hole. It was too much for Louise as she stared at her through the mirror. I told Louise to pull over the car and that I would drive before she got us killed. She stopped the car on a resting spot off the main road and got out and into the back seat, lifting her skirt as she did so. I climbed over into the driver's seat as I heard Louise tell Michelle to move over. Louise closed the door as she opened her legs and peeled her thong to one side exposing her waxed pussy to both myself and the now groping Michelle. "You can start by eating my pussy, Cunt, and I don't mean biting it. I want you to use your tongue and lips on my sweet, puffy pussy. You may lick and suck on my piss flaps and you may stick your fucking tongue into my wet juicy hole. I want to feel that mouth of yours working hard on my pussy. You must continue playing with your ugly old cunt as you do so, but you are not to cum. Do you fucking understand me, Cunt?" Louise said as she opened up her piss flaps in readiness for her pleasure. "Yes, Miss Louise, I do understand," came the reply as the Cunt, Michelle, once again began to finger her fuckhole. . I turned around in the seat and watched as Louise guided Michelle's head to her bald pussy. After a few minutes of watching the two of them, I turned around in the seat and drove off, heading for Trim, to meet the other appointment. After a while, I heard Louise gasping loudly as she was reaching her climax. I couldn't pull over the car to watch because there was other traffic, on the road and behind us, as well as no place to pull up. So, I carried on driving as Louise came. Looking out the window, I could only imagine what was going on back there as I listened to the slapping sound of Louise's hand hitting something fleshy. "Wow! She is good with her tongue, Pops! You'd better pull up soon and try her out," Louise gasped. "Keep fingering your cunt, Cunt! Lay back there and let me see you frig yourself. I want to see that pussy wide open and your fingers knuckle deep in that filthy hole." About two miles away, there was a laneway off the road. I pulled up near to it and looked around. The lane was overgrown with an old house at the end of it. I reversed the car into it and told Louise to drag the Cunt out of the car and present her to me on her knees. I left the car and rounded the boot. Louise had Michelle on her knees with her hands behind her head. As I approached, I opened my fly and took out my cock. I gave it a few hard pulls and rested it on Michelle's lips. "Open up, Cunt, and suck me in," I ordered. Michelle opened her glossy red lips and began to suck me into her mouth. Louise was leaning against the back of the car with her skirt held up and her legs open as she began to finger her lovely slit. Michelle took my whole length into her throat until her nose was resting on my stomach. Then she moved her head backwards until I was nearly out of her wet mouth. She then sucked it all back into her throat again. She kept working on my cock like this for sometime until Louise joined me. Louise stood beside me and leaned her body onto my shoulders. She then opened her pussy wide, rubbing her clit, as she watched Michelle suck greedily on my throbbing cock. Just then, and without any warning, Louise moved a little more forward. She opened her legs a little more. Louise bent her knees slightly while stretching her piss flaps wide and started to piss on Michelle's face. Michelle gasped at this as my cock was leaving her throat. I soon took control of her and grabbed her head with my right hand as my left hand dropped to squeeze my stepdaughter's large arse. The arc of piss leaving Louise's pussy was hitting my cock as it slid in and out of the Cunt's mouth. It felt lovely and warm as I could now feel my balls tighten up. I rubbed and grabbed at Louise's arse and gave her a signal, by slapping her butt, that i was about to cum. She thrust her hips out harder and her piss jet got stronger and sent me over the edge. I came into the Cunt's mouth as she slurped and gagged on my piss soaked cock while my spunk splashed the back of her mouth. "Drink it all up, you filthy Cunt! Swallow all Pops' cum and wash it down with my piss," Louise shouted at the woman on her knees. I left my cock in her mouth, as Louise finished her pissing, and waited until Michelle had my cock sucked clean and going limp. I pulled her from her knees by her hair, destroying the Lovely style she must of spent a fortune on this morning before we met. I dragged her towards the boot and bent her over it. I lifted her expensive skirt and began to spank her bare skinny arse. While I was busy beating her cute bottom, Louise had moved around to me; her skirt still hoisted up and her fingers still prodding at her fleshy, puffy, pussy. She probed around Michelle's rear end until she found her cunt lips open. Then she began to finger fuck the hairless hole with two fingers. I continued to spank her arse as Louise told her to cum. It didn't take the posh bitch too long to shudder to orgasm as my slapping got faster and harder; as did Louise's fingers going in and out of the Cunt's cunt. Her legs buckled as she reached her peak, but Louise wasn't going to let her enjoy it too much as she then grabbed her and spun her around. Looking at Michelle's face covered in her piss, Louise proceeded to slap her across the cheeks as she was reaching her own orgasm again. As her orgasm reached its high point, Louise spat into Michelle face. The sight of piss and spit on this very rich and posh woman sent Louise over the top and she started to cum loudly. I joined in spitting into the Cunt's face as Louise carried on slapping her, making the slaps sting more with the fresh wetness of our spittle. This drove Louise way over the edge as she screamed out her climax. Covered in Miss Louise's piss and spit and a helping from me, Michelle was bundled into the boot of the car. Her face was red with the slapping she got and her arse stung with the powerful spanking I had given her. With the boot closed and our clothing fixed, we got back into the car. Louise was driving as we headed to Trim to meet Ms. Mary Dolan, whilst the Cunt in the boot was told to keep quiet and behave herself while we met another new client.