1 comments/ 74974 views/ 7 favorites New Job at the Village Store Ch. 01 By: James73 I had moved to the small town of Alston in Cumbria in the spring of 2004 with my parents. After settling quickly into the local school, I decided that during the summer holiday I needed to keep myself busy and earn some money to keep me in the up to date fashions. I was disappointed with the lack of employment options in the small village, but mum persuaded me to try the local convenience store. After visiting the shop a few times in my short time in the area I knew the shop owner, Derek reasonably well. I went to see Derek, who was pleased delighted that I had decided to come and see him as he always needed help in the summer months. I started work the following day, starting early in the morning stocking shelves and tidying the back stores. Part way through the morning I met Derek's wife Paula for the first time, when Derek announced that he was going to the cash and carry (a 50 mile round trip) and his wife was going to be in charge. I was taken back a bit with Paula as Derek was nearing 55 years of age and Paula could have only have been 35 at the oldest. Paula was quite short, probably around 5 foot 4 inches and plump. She was very quiet, reserved and had difficulty looking me in the eye. Right then I knew that she would not be in charge when Derek went to get his supplies. Derek drove away from the shop and I went to seek Paula out to engage her in conversation behind the counter at the side of the shop. I was struggling to get more than one or two words out of her but she never failed to answer a question thrown at her - how long has she lived in Alston, where was she from, when did she meet Derek etc etc. After a few minutes I told her that I could do with a brew and offered to make her one, Paula quickly said that she would make them and hurriedly squeezed passed me. She couldn't help pushing her big arse into me and this only registered with her after the rush of squeezing by. As she looked over her shoulder at me, her face went bright red. She quickly apologised 'sorry John' and rushed into the back to get the drinks. After a few minutes she came back through, still red faced and I thought that it was time for a little fun. She put the drinks down on the counter and made to come past me to get behind the counter. I moved back a little to allow her easy access, but as she was passing I closed the gap and put my left hand down by the front of my trousers palm facing out and I couldn't help having the tiniest of squeezes as she went passed. She blushed deeper but made no attempt to stop me what so ever - interesting! After we'd both finished our drinks and chatted further, I handed her my cup and told her to go and wash them up. As she passed me this time, I moved aside and lightly smacked her big ass as she walked by. Her face was crimson at this point but she still said nothing. I loved every moment and something was telling me that she was to. When she came back through after five minutes, she was still drying her hands on a towel and wasn't prepared for my next question. 'Did you like it when I smacked your ass earlier?' She made to make a comment opening her mouth but nothing seemed to want to come out, she only blushed further. I repeated the question in a more dominant tone - 'When I ask you a question I expect an answer. Did you like it when I smacked your fat ass earlier Paula?' She still couldn't answer, blushing deeply she turned on her heels and rushed into the back of house area of the store. After five minutes of not seeing or hearing from her I went through to the find her. I heard a quite moan from around a corner and turning the corner I found her sitting on a small pile of boxes with a large pair if white knickers round her ankles, one hand stuffed in her hairy cunt, with the other mauling one of her breasts through her blouse, with her eyes closed. I interrupted her with a quick burst. 'I'm working hard in your store and you're out the back here rubbing your fat hairy cunt and playing with your tits! Pull your knickers back up you dirty slut, your husband's just rang he's two minutes away. I'll deal with you tomorrow.' Derek arrived back shortly and Paula excused herself and went upstairs to their house which was above the store. Derek said it was a really quiet day and to knock off home at 3pm - if this was a quiet day, I couldn't wait for one with a little more life in it. New Job at the Village Store Ch. 02 Paula was in a bit of a state that night, night quite believing what had happened. What had possessed her to act the way she did that afternoon. Every time she thought of John, she got a tightening in her belly, she knew it was wrong and she ought to put a stop to it as she was near 20 years older than him but couldn't help but get excited with how he treated her. Throughout her life she had always been someone who was easily controlled but now a 18 year old boy was making her nipples hard and knickers damp as she remembered him tell her to stop rubbing her fat hairy cunt and playing with her tits. Sleep came very hard that night as she kept thinking about the day, when she did sleep she dreamt of a boy in her store controlling everything that she did. Paula awoke at her usual time of 6am after a fitful night and went to arrange some breakfast for Derek and her. When he came through, he announced that he had to go and see a major supplier but he would probably be out all afternoon. Paula wasn't sure if that was such a good idea and looked a little unsure but Derek said, 'don't worry I know that it gets busy, I've already arranged for John to give you a hand today'. Paula ate her breakfast in silence thinking of how John would give her a hand, which got her to thinking of how he would 'deal with her tomorrow' as he had said when he caught her rubbing her pussy and pulling hard on her nipples through her blouse. The morning flew through with jobs in the house, she got the call from Derek around 11am. It was the one she had been dreading all morning but also the one which had made her so wet. She walked into the shop and there was John on the tills with three or four local residents chatting to him as he tilled their groceries. She went to find Derek in the back, who was busy getting ready for his trip, he said 'I'll probably not be back before 8pm, so shut the shop about 6pm, it doesn't look as if it's going to be busy today'. With that he pecked her on her cheek and went. Paula walked through to the front of the store after a few minutes to see that last of the customers walk out the store. She knew now was the time to take control, but deep down she knew that John was too strong and that she wanted him to treat her the way he did. 'So did you sleep well last night, Paula?' John asked. Paula shook her head, but felt her pussy getting damper and her nipples getting harder as her stomach got tighter. John persisted 'why not? What were you thinking about that meant you could not sleep?' Paula started to go red again, thinking about what she did yesterday and the way that John was making feel now, but she couldn't answer. 'I thought that we talked about this yesterday, when I ask a question I expect an answer. So I'll ask again, why could you not sleep Paula, we're you dreaming of me catching you wanking your fat sloppy cunt yesterday, you dirty old slut?' This time Paula managed to reply, nodding her head and getting one single word out of her mouth -- yes. John started to press further, 'I can see your big nipples trying to poke through that blouse of yours and I bet that hairy cunt of yours is dripping into your knickers now isn't it, slut?' Paula was extremely embarrassed but nodded one again and replied yes. John reached out his strong hands and began to roughly squeeze and twist her nipples through her blouse, Paula's face showed shock as he tugged on her nipples, but they had always been extremely sensitive and she loved having them treated like that were being treated now. John continued to pull and pinch Paula's nipples for a few minutes, Paula breathing was laboured, she was quietly moaning with pleasure with her eyes closed and in a world of her own. John got her attention back when he said 'I've not forgotten that I need to punish you yesterday for wandering off and rubbing that fat cunt of yours without asking, slut'. With that he twisted her nipples extremely hard and pulled them away from her body seemingly impossibly far as a mini orgasm rippled through her body. John was amazed and pleased with what he'd just witnessed. 'Did you just cum, just from me pulling on your fat udders, slut?' Paula just nodded, her chest rising up and down rapidly as she struggled to control her breathing. 'You seem to have difficulty with rules but the next time you cum you have to ask me first for permission, do you understand?' Paula nodded again as she came down from her first orgasm from this young man. 'I'm going to lock the front door now and you're going to go through to the back of the store and wait for me to come through, it's time for your punishment' John announced with a big smile on his face. Paula went through to the back of the store, where any deliveries were made to and waited John's arrival. John walked in 'Bend over and hold onto the sink, do not move your hands unless instructed'. Paula simply moved and awaited his next instruction. 'Yesterday you came through here and started to wank that fat cunt of yours whilst I was busy in the store without permission and when I ask you a question you repeatedly don't answer me, well this has not gone unnoticed and I expect improvements. To help you with this I will spank your fat arse five times on each cheek. John moved behind her and lifted her skirt up and laid it on her back, to reveal her ass. Once again she was wearing a large pair of white knickers, but they were so damp that John could see a jungle of pubic hair and her large pussy lips through them. John reached with both hands to grab the waist of her knickers and pulled them down to her ankles and got hit with the smell from her pussy. 'Wow, the cunt of yours is excited, I can smell it from here!' John said as he stood up. 'Now pass me the plastic spatula from the draining board and beg me to spank your fat ass'. Paula grabbed the spatula and putting it behind her she simply said 'please'. 'Try again Paula and if you don't get it right you can have twenty on each ass cheek'. Paula was so humiliated but wanted this so much that she tilted her head to the side to look at John and said 'please can you spank my fat ass, and teach me to obey your instruction' With that John brought the long handled spatula down on Paula's right arse cheek hard and watched her arse ripple with the impact. Paula arched her back, opened her mouth but did not let a sound out. John continued to assault each of her large cheeks alternatively in different spots watching her arse bounce all over the place and it getting redder and redder. When he had finished his ten strokes, Paula simply said 'thank you and sorry for not doing as I was told' John stood behind her, got his phone out and took a picture of her bent over the sink, her arse striped with the impact of the spatula. 'Paula, spread your legs, turn your head and smile for the camera' CLICK. Paula was shocked that John was taking nude photographs of her but didn't want to disobey him again, so she complied. 'Paula, the inside of your legs are soaking wet you dirty slut! It looks like you enjoyed me spanking your fat arse more than I did! Go and stand over by the armchair and take all of your clothes off' Paula was afraid when John witnessed her whole body that he would not like what he saw. She was definitely overweight and gravity had started to take effect in the wrong placed. Nevertheless she started to peel her clothes off starting with her skirt, followed by her blouse and bra, CLICK CLICK CLICK. That was when her worst fears came to reality. 'Wow you really are a fat slut, look at how your big your belly is, it even hangs down a bit and look those big saggy tits! Hold them up for me, I've got to take a photo of your droopy udders' CLICK. With that Paula obeyed with a tear in her eye and John took all the snaps he wanted of her tits. The commands continued 'Get on all fours pull those big arse cheeks apart, turn your head and smile' CLICK 'Sit on the sofa and spread your legs' snap 'Pull those big flaps apart, let me see right up your fat cunt!' CLICK, CLICK. John told her to remain as she was and went into the store briefly. He was came back after two minutes with a large cucumber in his hands and was pleased when he saw her hands still holding her pussy wide apart. 'Right get that big cucumber and shove it up your cunt, you fat slut'. Paula was completely humiliated at this point but put the tip of the cucumber at the entrance to her pussy and started to push, she was surprised at how easily it slipped in but her pussy was as absolutely soaking and she was more turned on at this point than in her entire life. 'Go on ram up all up there, you must have a massive cunt with the size of you, you fat slut'. CLICK. Slowly she work more and more of the cucumber up her hairy cunt until she could fit no more, she was ramming it back and forth and she was making a very load slurping noise on each movement. John stood behind her and whispered in her ear 'you're enjoying this aren't you, you fat slut'. Paula simply said yes but didn't stop ramming the cucumber in and out of her hairy cunt. He continued 'you're enjoying me telling you to do all these humiliating things and call you humiliating names' Paula replied yes once again. John reached into his pocket and pulled out the two clothes pegs which he'd taken from the store and viciously clamped them over each of Paula's hard nipples. Paula cried out in pleasure and pain. He moved round to the front of her and took more photos for her album. 'Now whilst you continue to shove that cucumber in and out of your fat hole, with the other hand rub that clit if you can find it in all that disgusting stinking cunt hair of yours. Now fatty, rub that smelly cunt!' Paula felt so humiliated but loved every nano second of this, she continued to pound her pussy with the cucumber and rub her clit. Occasionally she reached up to tug hard on her nipples but less than one minute later she cried 'please John, can you let this slut cum?' John simply nodded and she came harder than she ever had in her life, squirting pussy juice over the cucumber and her hand that was attached to it. After a few moments John spoke 'from now onwards when we are alone, I will address you as fat slut or something equally humiliating as I know that you get off on it. You will go upstairs now and wash your cunt, it stinks! From now on you will be completely hairless between your legs and whilst I'd love to watch your humiliated face whilst some slim attractive young girl waxes your cunt and calls you names whilst you're on all fours with your fat arse is the air that will have to wait for another time. Now, get your fat arse upstairs and after you've shaved all that nasty cunt hair off, send me a photo of your new bald cunt' 'John, don't you want to make love to me?' Paula pleaded. 'Why on earth would I want to stick my cock in your smelly cunt, you stupid fat slut. Now be a good girl and go and do as you're told'. With that Paula put on her bra skirt and blouse but could find her wet knickers. She was frustrated and humiliated all over again by John's last comment but followed his instruction and walked out of the shop to go home with her tear in her eye and a sloppy satisfied cunt. New Job at the Village Store Ch. 03 It was only about 2 o'clock and Derek was not back till around 8pm when Paula went upstairs to their house. She flopped into her chair and thought back to the events of the day so far. The spanking she received from John, when she masturbated herself with that large cucumber and rubbed her pussy and when he called her all those names and demanded that she pose for the camera. Then she remembered his last instruction as he ordered her out of her shop. She gingerly lifted her heavy frame out of the chair as her pussy was very sorry sore from the battering she gave it earlier and went to run herself a deep bath. After soaking in the bath for twenty minutes, she felt much better. Paula let out most of the water and put one leg over each side of the bath. Using Derek's shaving foam she lathered up herself up and began to shave her pussy, making sure that she shaved right down to her bum hole, round her big slippery lips, over her plump mound and up her big belly. Whilst she was shaving her pussy, she was thinking about how John would react, how best to take a picture of her new bald pussy, would he like it and how Derek would react! Paula rinsed herself and dried off with a soft fluffy towel when she heard her mobile phone bleep. She went through to her bedroom, it was a text from John 'Well, have you shaved that smelly cunt hair off? Send me a picture now slut'. Paula started to feel the familiar tightening in her belly and wanted to give him what he wanted. Paula stood in front of her mirror fronted wardrobes and took several pictures. She was not 100% happy with them but she eventually decided on a full frontal of her standing with her legs slightly parted and pressed send. Within 30 seconds of sending the picture message another text set her phone bleeping and her heart beating again 'I said I wanted a picture of your bald cunt, you stupid fat slut not a picture of your big belly and saggy tits. Get your legs over the arms of a chair and get me a close up picture of your bald twat now or next time it won't be your arse I'll be spanking!' The thought John spanking her pussy and the way in which he spoke to her really was making her heart race and started to get her pussy wet once again. Paula went through to her front room draped her legs over the arms of Derek's arm chair and started to take phones of herself and sent them through to John one after the other. After five minutes Paula received another text 'that's better slut, now get your fat arse back down stairs. Short black skirt, white blouse, no knickers but you better wear a lacy bra with your big tits. See you in ten minutes and don't be late'. Paula didn't have a really short skirt and chose one that was just above the knee. She rushed around to get herself dressed as per John's instruction but her blouse was only just dry and needed to be ironed. She arrived in the store puffing and panting fifteen minutes after the text from John to find big cues of customers. She immediately jumped on the tills, to serve customers and tried to ignore the stares from John. After about three quarters of an hour at 5.45pm, the customers dwindled down and it was time to close the shop. "Why were you late Paula? I thought I told you to get your fat arse in the shop in ten minutes, and why did you disobey my instruction about wearing a short skirt? Do I need to spank you again for disobeying me, you fat slut?" Paula face flushed with embarrassment and she immediately lowered her eyes to the floor. Once again her stomach tightened, her heart beat raced and she felt her pussy get wet and her nipples stiffen at the thought of this young man dominating her again. Paula hesitated, not knowing what to say. Whilst she wanted to obey John, she also wanted him to spank her again. "I thought that we have covered this when I spanked your fat arse earlier, when I ask a question I expect and answer. Go through to the back, now and await me" Paula's walked through to the delivery for the second time that day. Her pussy was really wet now, her stomach was cramping up in excitement as she awaiting John coming through to discipline her. John walked through and picked up the same spatula that he had used that morning and had made her pussy so wet. "Right cunt, if it didn't work when I beat your fat arse, how about I use this spatula on your big tits and see if that improves your manners. Now get those big udders out fatty and beg me so beat your saggy tits, I'll inspect your bald cunt later" Paula was shaking by now, after the comprehension that he would spank her big breasts. She took off her blouse and lacy bra to reveal her F cup breast. Her breathing was very shallow and her big sensitive nipples stood to attention. "Please will you beat my tits?" Paula replied nervously. "Try again, you fat slut and this time put a bit of meaning into it!" "Please John, will you beat my fat titties, make them all red and sore and make my pussy wet?" John reached into his pocket and took out her dirty knickers from earlier that were still soaked around the crotch. "Open wide, this will quieten you down a bit". With that Paula opened her mouth as John placed the crotch of her knickers on her tongue and stuffed the rest of her big knickers in her mouth with a big grin on his face. "Put your hands behind you and arch your back, I think that five of the best will do........ for each of your big tits!" John then struck Paula on the underside of her left breast hard and it bounced up nearly touching her chin as she screamed into her wet knickers. Paula started to sweat as John allowed her time to recover before giving her right tit the same treatment. John quickly moved onto slapping the left tit again on the outside but this time much harder and repeated this on the right tit as she screamed into her knickers and started to pant really hard. John had told the owner of the local tea shop to come to the shop around this time to sell the last of the fresh produce to her slightly cheaper and left the door unlocked after turning the lights off. Shona was another middle aged lady who ate too much of her product and John was interested to see where he could lead her as well. Shona walked into the store quietly to the sound of a slapping noise and a muted scream, but she was extremely shocked to see Paula half naked with her hands behind her back and John slapping her bare breasts with a long spatula. Shona stood back so that Paula couldn't see her and watched John smack her big boobs again. Paula had her eyes towards the floor when John looked passed her and stared straight at Shona. John could see the lust in Shona's eyes and he directed his voice to her, I bet that big cunt of yours is dripping wet isn't it you dirty old slut?". Paula obviously thought the comment was directed at her, Shona knew it was actually at her but both nodded. "Only two more stokes to go now, lift those heavy tits up, it's time for the grand finale!" Shona put her hand into her jeans and started to rub her pussy watching the torture that her close friend was going through. John then brought the spatula down with all her strength on her left nipple and repeated it on her right causing her to scream once again into her knickers. It was at this point that Paula's bladder gave way and urine gushed out of her pussy and down her legs. It was too much for Shona, seeing her friend piss herself after this young man called her names and beat her big tits and she came with a quiet moan. John indicated that it was time for her to leave, he would have his fun with her later. "You dirty old cunt, pissing yourself at your age. Get that blouse of yours and mop it up." Paula was sobbing quietly as she gently knelt down in the floor and used her clean blouse to mop her urine. John walked into the freezer section of the store and came back with two large bags of frozen peas and instructed her to lie on her back. After he'd taken a few pictures of her big red tits he placed a bag of peas on each breast to reduce the swelling. He then told her to spread her legs so that he may inspect her newly shaved cunt. It was the first time he had touched her there and he found her newly shaved pussy to be extremely smooth and very wet. Paula moaned with the pleasure as John caressed her "I'm please, you've done a good job shaving your cunt, it looks much better and feels really smooth, good slut" Paula beamed with pride, it was the first time he had praised her. John then proceeded to pull his stiff cock out of his trousers and easily slid it up her pussy in one push, before bringing her back to reality "Christ your cunt is so big and slack, I might actually fall in". With that he removed the peas and roughly pulled her bruised nipples making her squeal. "come on fatty, now rub that bald twat and make yourself cum before I spunk up your cunt." After a few more stokes of her clit Paula came again as John bit down on her sore right nipple. Whilst she was cumming John planted his seed deep inside her. After pulling out of her dripping cunt, he told her to clean his cock with her mouth and to get used to it as it was going to be frequent, which she did eagerly. He then told her not to wash her pussy until just before Derek came home and to get dressed and go upstairs. Paula pulled her skirt down, put on her bra and her piss wet through blouse before leaving John to close the shop and go home for the day "night, night you fat old slut, sweet dreams!" New Job at the Village Store Ch. 04 Note from the author – thank you for the positive feedback which is appreciated. If however you would like me to reply, then leave me your email address. Yes you know who you are!! _________________________________________ Paula ran to her house hoping that no one got to see her. Her big breasts jiggled as she ran,they were extremely sore from the beating they had just received from John. When she got into her house, she immediately removed her soaking wet blouse and crinkled her nose up at the smell of her own cold wet urine that soaked through it and chucked it in the washing machine. She remembered that John had forbade her to wash her pussy until just before Derek returned but he didn't say anything about the rest of her body. Paula went to the bathroom and ran a sink full of very hot water and put some nice smelling bath salts in the water. Paula went through to her bedroom and removed her bra and threw it into the laundry basket. She walked back through to the bathroom gingerly holding her tender breasts and biting her lower lip began using her soft flannel on her tender swollen boobs. Feeling comfort from the hot water she decided to immerse both of her big boobs in the extremely hot water to relieve the pain. Whilst the heat was soaking in, she closed her eyes and thought back to John beating her big boobs and watch them bounce all over the place. The extremely sharp stinging and the shame of wetting herself in front of him. She remembered through the pain, how sexually excited she was and how wet her pussy was. Then she remembered John inspecting her and putting his fingers inside her and tormenting her because of the size of her pussy, the humiliation exciting her even more. She would never forget for the rest of her life when he put his big cock straight up her dripping wet pussy and when he bit and twisted her battered nipples. Throughout her day dreaming her pussy was getting wet once again and the aroma of freshly fucked pussy reached her nostrils. Paula straightened her back taking her sore boobs out of the hot water. Taking a soft white towel, she dried herself off gingerly and put her boobs in her most supportive bra and covered herself with a very soft jumper. Paula was very conscious of the smell of sex from her pussy and was sure that Derek would notice it too. After enjoying a large glass of wine, Paula heard her phone announce a text message come in. "I hope your big tits aren't too sore slut, but you must do as I instruct. Tomorrow we're going out. Arrange a taxi for 2pm, we're going to Hexham. Tell Derek you're meeting some girlfriends and will be very late or may stay over." Paula started to wonder what would happen and what John would do to her, would he humiliate her, would he have sex with her again, would he spank her sensitive boobs or big arse? Throughout these thoughts her pussy was reacting and her stomach was tightening at the thought of what he might do. Paula slipped her hand inside her big knickers and started to stroke her bald pussy, running a finger through her pussy and over her big wet sensitive clit. She was rubbing herself faster and faster and started to moan out loud. "Fuck me John, fill up my big bald cunt with your spunk, smack my fat arse" she shouted as she came once again and proceeded to fall asleep in the chair. At the same time that Paula was rubbing her wet pussy, John went round to Shona's to have a chat following this afternoons fun. John rang the doorbell and Shona answered, wearing a pair of blue jeans, white t-shirt and wore her long blond hair tied back. "Er, hello John, what can I do for you?" Shona tentatively asked. "I think it would be best if we went inside, unless you're anxious for me to discuss this afternoons events on your doorstep?" John and Shona went inside and sat in her living room. Shona was obviously nervous and fidgeted in her seat, her eyes moving all round the room except in John's direction. Shona was 38 and lived alone after her divorce. Her ex-husband had had an affair, which was common knowledge in the village, the divorce was swift. "Did you enjoy the show earlier? I assume you did when I saw you rubbing your cunt and saw how quickly you came when I was spanking Paula big tits?" Shona stared at John in shock and embarrassment and simply nodded her head before John went on. "Tell me Shona, your obviously a horny slut, with some kinky needs, why did you divorce your husband?" John had heard some rumours but wanted to hear the full story from Shona. She lowered her eyes as painful memories came flooding back to her "I found him with another woman in our bed, she was in her early 20s, very slim and attractive. I was extremely shocked and ran out of the house. When I came back later she was still there. I asked him what she had that I didn't and he said that she had a slim body and firm tits. I begged him not to end our relationship and even offered him to continue with her and do anything but it wasn't enough for him" Shona started to weep and sob "he told me in front of her that I had let myself go and I was a too fat for him, that I was disgusting and he didn't want to put his dick in my fat smelly pussy. His new girl Joanne, looked a little shocked initially at what she was hearing so he told me to remove all my clothes and show her what he meant. To my eternal shame I did as he said. I stood there completely naked and Joanne was laughing at me and calling me names but I was getting excited, my pussy was getting wet and my nipples hard. She noticed how hard my nipples were and started to laugh saying how I was getting myself off on the names she was calling me!" "What names was she calling you Shona?" Shona closed her eyes, lowered her voice and said "She was calling me a fat slag and big titted cow". "Tell me Shona, are you a fat slag, are you a big titted cow?" Shona kept her eyes closed and just nodded her head. "What happened next Shona?" "She told me to get on all fours, spread my legs and told me to start wanking myself off, I was so humiliated by this young girl but so turned on at the same time. Whilst I was rubbing my pussy, she started slapping my arse and started calling me names again and telling me that she was taking my husband from me. I came so hard." Shona was shaking now and sobbing from embarrassment and shame of her memories. After she calmed down a bit John carried on. "I know what you need and I know what you want me to do. Now remove your clothes you fat slag, I want to see those big tits that Joanne saw". Shona felt the same feelings she felt when her ex-husband and his new girl called her names and her pussy tingled with anticipation. Shona stood up and removed her jeans, t-shirt and bra and stood there in just a thong. John admired her full figure and said "as much as I like a fat arse in a thong, I told you to take your clothes off. Now get them all off you big titted slag and show me your wet cunt!". Shona pulled the thong down over her hips, to her shame the wet crotch was snagged in her pussy as she pulled it down. John instructed her to sit back down in her arm chair and drape her legs over each arm and he got up to inspect her body. He ran his hands all over her, tweaking her big thick nipples, over her belly and her hairy blond pussy hairs. He reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone and took several pictures of her and said that Paula would look forward to seeing her like this, which elicited a gasp from her. "It's only fair, after all you saw her in a much worse situation" John explained. Then he then took a cucumber out of his pocket and told her to give it a good licking, like it was her ex-husbands cock that had just come out of his girlfriend's pussy. Shona thought that the cucumber had a funny taste and after she had been sucking it for a minute or so John announced "Do you like the flavour? Paula was ramming that very cucumber up her cunt yesterday! Now it's your turn you fat slag, get that cucumber up your hairy cunt and hurry up about it!" Shona was open mouthed in shock, but quickly took the cucumber and started to push it up her pussy. John was taking several photos of her and asking what she thought her ex-husband and Joanne would think of her now and asking if she would have licked Joanne out if her ex had told her to in order to save their marriage. To her complete embarrassment she just cried out "yes, please let me lick her tight pussy!" and started to pump the cucumber into her pussy harder and harder. John turned his phone into video mode and started to record. "Come on you fat slag, fuck that big hairy cunt of yours with Paula's cucumber. Make that big cunt come!" It was a much as Shona could manage, she started to come and come hard. She hadn't had any type of sexual relationship since her husband's lover had made her make herself come. She was completely overcome by the whole experience and lay back completely exhausted, with the cucumber buried deep inside her. After Shona had come down from her orgasm, John carried on with more questions. "How tall are you and how much do you weigh?" Shona was a little puzzled by the question "Er, I'm about 5 feet 4 and weigh around 16 stones I think, but have been trying to weight so may be a little less than that now" Shona replied quite proud of herself. "Get your big arse into the kitchen now and bring back one of those chocolate fudge cakes, you're going on a special diet for me" Shona waddled through to the kitchen with the cucumber still in her pussy and came back through with the 12 inch cake. It was one of the leading sellers and full of calories, you only needed a thin slice as too much made you feel sick. "Right, I'm off now. If you want me to come back in the future to visit, then start eating and don't stop till its all in your big belly. When you're done send me a photo of the empty plate. In fact every day you will eat a whole cake for dinner and send me a picture of the empty plate. Then you will weigh yourself and keep me informed of your progress. When you get to over sixteen and a half stones you will take a picture of yourself on the scales and send it to me begging me to come round to humiliate you. Between now and that point, you can only touch your cunt when you wash or take a piss and you will not make yourself come, do you understand all that you stupid fat slag?" Shona simply nodded as John walked out of the door. Shona using three fingers as a make shift spoon started to feed herself the chocolate cake. John was very pleased with how everything was going with Shona. He didn't really find her all that attractive but he did enjoy humiliating her and looked forward to her getting to her new target weight quickly. His thoughts quickly returned to Paula and he couldn't wait to take her out on the town tomorrow night. Meanwhile at Paula's, Derek had come home to find Paula fast asleep in the chair with her hand inside her big knickers. Derek put his hand on her shoulder and gently shook her "Hello sleepy, did you miss me?" Derek said mischievously. Paula woke with a start and remembered what she had been doing and caught sight of her hand still in her knickers. With a red face, she said "erm, hello darling. I've had terrible stomach pain, I think I'm due my period. I must have had too many tablets and fell to sleep. If you don't mind I'm going to get a hot water bottle and go to bed early. Oh, by the way if your okay with it I've been invited out to for dinner with the girls tomorrow in Hexham, I'll be leaving in the afternoon and it will be quite late when we get back, or thinking about it I might stay over". "Okay Paula, that's fine. I'm out at the pub tomorrow night for a darts match so you'd only be in on your own. I'll be up to bed shortly, I just need to get some grub" Now that Derek was home, Paula went upstairs and took a quick shower, put a fresh set of underwear on along with clean pair of soft PJs and flopped into bed. Paula fell asleep thinking about what John would make her do tomorrow.... Even though she had had no instruction Paula packed an overnight bag for her stay away, packing everything she thought she might need. At 1.30pm she received a text from John. "I hope you're ready my big titted slut, pick me up in the taxi at ten past two outside the pub, J" The taxi arrived at exactly 2pm, she kissed Derek good bye and got into the taxi and directed him to the pub. She had deliberately chosen a taxi company from Hexham to pick them up as it was extremely unlikely that she would know the driver and would ever meet the driver again. The taxi was the kind that had security glass between the driver and the passengers and an intercom that could be turned on and off. John was waiting outside the pub as agreed. He got in the taxi beside Paula and told the driver to head to the Station Hotel, where he had reserved a room. He then turned off the intercom and spoke to Paula. "I hope that you've brought your credit card you fat slut, it's going to be an expensive day for you?" Paula said that she had before he went on. "How are your saggy tits today fatty, sore?" Paula would have been highly embarrassed that John was asking her the question if they were on their own, but even though she knew the driver couldn't hear them she was mortified. That being said her pussy was starting to get wet at the way he was treating her. "A little, but they'll be okay, thanks for asking John" she replied. "Next time I'll just have to beat them for longer then won't I slut, after all we both know how sloppy it makes that big bald cunt of yours don't we and that's even before you pissed yourself. Oh and from now on I think it best that you call me sir, understand fatty?" Paula was taken back by the slight change in John, but replied "Yes, sir" lowering her head submissively. "I need to tell you when I was beating your big tits yesterday, we had a spectator. Actually I had told her to come round at a certain time." John informed her. Paula was mortified all over again but didn't forget her manners "What did she see, who was she, sir?" "She saw me whacking you big saggy tits with your spatula and she saw you piss all over the floor." Paula looked like she was going to cry when John continued. "She's another fat slut just like you, she couldn't help put her hand in her knickers and wank herself off looking at what I was doing to you. I think you know her, here look at these pictures and video I took of her later". Paula gasped as she saw the pictures of her best friend naked with her legs spread over the arms of the very chair Paula would usually sit in when they met up. Paula closed her eyes and shook her head before watching the video clip. She saw Shona pushing something in and out of one of the hairiest pussies Paula had ever seen and then heard John's voice telling Shona to 'fuck that big hairy cunt of yours with Paula's cucumber'. "You, you, you........ I can't believe that you made her do that with that cucumber and I can't believe that you thought it was okay to bring her into the shop and watch what we were do.....". John interrupted, his face bright red "now you listen here, you fat slut. If you want me to rip your top open and start slapping your sore tits in front of the taxi driver till they are black and blue and the tears are streaming down your pretty face then you're going the right way about it. How dare you question what I do and who I do it with. If I want to humiliate Shona then I will and that's that. And another thing we weren't doing anything, I was beating your big tits and punishing you for being late, just because I put my cock in your cavernous cunt doesn't mean we were doing anything, I was doing everything. Are we clear?" "Yes sir, sorry sir" Paula replied meekly. The rest of the journey passed without a word, the taxi pulled up at the hotel which could be said to be a bit seedy to say the very least. After they got out the cab, Paula asked if they could not find somewhere a little more luxurious. John just told her to go in and register, the room was in her name and to quit moaning. After two minutes she came back out to find John. "Sir, there is no room booked in my name. I think we'll have to go elsewhere, I do know that there are a few nice hotels in the centre of town" "What, come with me" John replied and stormed into the hotel. John walked up to the bar, with its thread bear carpets and broken furniture and asked for the barman to check once again for their reservation. "I rang this morning and put made the reservation, it must be in there. We've travelled quite a long way to get here you know!" John explained. "Sorry mate, but there's nothing in here under Paula Johnson, it doesn't matter how many times I check!" John's mouth broke into a slight smile "ah, I now know why you couldn't find her reservation. I made it under her new name, Big Titted Slut" Paula's mouth just dropped as she gasped turning bright red. The bar attendant smiled, his eyes dropped on Paula's large cleavage and chuckled "well they do look like a big pair of tits!" John's next comment sent Paula all light headed as she gripped the counter "Do you want a closer look?" When the bartender replied that he did, John said "well come on fatty, undo that blouse we haven't got all day and this man wants to see your saggy tits!" Paula couldn't believe that John was making her do this. She started to feed the buttons through the holes, she felt her nipples harden and knew that her pussy was dribbling into her clean knickers. After undoing her blouse she opened it and undid her bra at the back allowing her big tits to be free. "Pull on her big thick nipples if you want, it really gets the old slut off, but don't be too rough I was slapping them with a plastic spatula yesterday trying to teach the fat cunt right from wrong!" The barman didn't take telling twice, however he was far from gentle and was cruelly pinching, pulling, tugging and twisting Paula's sore nipples although through the pain her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. John brought this to an end shortly "right that's enough, I'll take the room key thanks. Come on you dirty slut, don't bother putting your tits away just grab your bag and lead the way" Paula was completely shell shocked and panting after the barman pulled on her sensitive nipples but simply said "yes sir". She bent over allowing her big tits to dangle down, picked up the bag and walked toward the bedrooms with her ample boobs swinging side to side, it was going to be a long night.