0 comments/ 68115 views/ 3 favorites The Vegas Adventure Ch. 07-10 By: StryWrter7 © This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an internet pay site, or any other medium; without compensation for me --- the writer. _____________________________ This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the word. Any similarities to that of living people is pure coincidental. However, one fan of my prior erotic stories, was instrumental in making this story possible. I dedicate this story to her. Story Summary: De Ann and her husband Trent experience Vegas from the back of a strip club. Used and humiliated, they think their arrival back home in Dallas is the end of their personal nightmare – but thanks to their nosy neighbor, it is just the beginning. In the first 6 chapters = De Ann and Trent get used in Vegas – but at home – they have their neighbors to fill in that role. The story can stand on its own – (plenty of sex in this part) but if you would like to know more about the characters you are experiencing here – check out the other posts first! Read on – and I hope you enjoy this story. * Chapter 7 ********* That Tuesday Morning. ***** The next day – De Ann visited her friend Candice and put her 18 month old into the playpen in the living room while they went and had some coffee in the kitchen. "Well, so tell me all about Vegas!" Candice asked – holding her hands to her chin and waiting impatiently for De Ann to answer. But before she could answer, the doorbell rang. Candice answered it and returned with her friend Raven. De Ann knew they were very close, but always felt just the slightest bit uncomfortable around Raven. She had the inescapable feeling that when Raven looked at her – she was mentally undressing her. Raven was totally unlike Candice, whose small frame was closer to De Ann's. Candice is only 5' 3" blonde (dyed), a shapely 135 pounds – compared to Raven's tall features and very curvy 165 pounds she looks small and weak. Raven is aggressive and bold – telling people off whenever they treat her wrong. She is the one you want on your side when someone is rude or mean to you. Her intimidating manor has been known to frighten some people, and De Ann was always wary of her, and honestly intimidated as well. Raven entered the room and held out her arms to greet De Ann with a hug. "De – oh you are back from that wicked city of sin – tell us all about your trip. What kind of wonderful mischief did you get into?" De Ann was a bit slow to return the hug preferring to lightly press her body against the much larger woman. De Ann was always a bit uncomfortable around Raven, but put up with her since she was Candice's close friend. De Ann always thought that Raven made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, especially when Raven would stare at her as if she was undressing her. Raven noticed how De Ann quickly pulled away from the hug – preferring to sit back down at the kitchen table too soon. "Aww, honey, don't you like me enough to give me a real hug?" Raven sarcastically asked. With Candice intently watching the two of them, De Ann refused to stand back up and hug Raven properly. She preferred to just blow Raven off by saying "Too early in the morning for that kind of pleasantries." Candice decided to have some fun – just the way they had rehearsed it the day before asking De Ann just how she felt about her friend Raven. De Ann, always the polite woman – never really wanting to hurt anyone's feelings answered "Raven is your friend – this is your house, and I think she always has something interesting to bring to all of the conversations we have." De Ann's politically correct answer didn't satisfy Raven so she tentatively said the magic words used on the videotape. Raven and Candice watched intently as De Ann's eyes slightly glazed over upon hearing the words. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater" De Ann didn't seem to react one way or another. She just stared blankly across the table. Candice hesitantly asked "How do you really feel around Raven?" De Ann, under the hypnotic catch phrase she learned in Vegas gave the two of them her deep down feelings for Raven. "Raven is bold, aggressive, and intimidating at times. She has always been polite to me. While she has never made a complete advance on my body, I always feel uncomfortable when we are shopping or trying on clothes and her hand brushes my chest, or rests on my leg too long when she pats it after a funny joke. I feel a bit small beside her. Her huge breasts and powerful body is impressive, and she sometimes makes me feel small and helpless." "Anything else?" Raven asked of De Ann as she slyly winked at Candice. "Yes – not just when we are shopping, and trying on clothes; and not just when we are sitting poolside sipping on Margarita's; she always seems to be looking at me as if she is mentally undressing me." De Ann admitted to them both "And that makes me uncomfortable." Raven smiled at Candice – seeing how easily De Ann admitted what she kept a secret all this time. Then as they had planned Raven said the wake up phrase "End Pumpkin Pussy Eater" and watched De Ann's reaction. De Ann shook her head slightly as if to clear it. She wondered if she had just dozed off or zoned out for a moment. She saw Raven and Candice staring at her in a most unusual way. It was like they shared a secret – or maybe a joke that they weren't telling. "What?" De Ann quizzed them both. "So, Raven uses her undress me eyes to see what you look like under those jeans and top and sweatshirt huh?" Candice taunted her neighbor. De Ann was slightly shocked – she knew that's how she always felt about Raven – but she would never have just told anyone would she? Her eyes went back and forth trying to determine an appropriate response to Candice's comment. After all, Candice is her close friend, and she didn't want to hurt her feelings. She wondered if just now when she zoned out – did she really say what was on her mind? Could she have been so insensitive to them both? At the same moment that De Ann wanted to crawl away from the table for saying the politically incorrect remark that was on her mind – she noticed that her nipples were becoming erect at the thought of them both knowing that Raven intimidates her. She let the moment pass – without a reply. Raven and Candice just sat across from her – waiting to hear what was said next. Raven finally broke the uncomfortable silence by candidly requesting "De – go ahead and strip for us right here in the kitchen so we don't have to wonder what is under those clothes anymore – you can show us for real." De Ann wanted to laugh off the comment, even though she had a secret desire to obey the obviously bigger built woman. "Get REAL!" was all she thought she had to say to get them to quit picking on her. Just then she noticed that her nipples were starting to poke through the tight white top she had on, Not wanting to reveal her inner excitement at the prospect of submitting to this powerful woman, De Ann zipped up the red sweatshirt to cover them more thoroughly. As she rose from the table she intentionally turned her back on them as she went to retrieve a doughnut. Raven and Candice were about to test their theory once and for all this morning. They were brimming with anticipation as they wondered if the magic words would give them the power to totally control their overly prim and proper friend. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater – you want to smile your pretty entertaining smile and you want to strip out of those clothes. It will seem totally natural for you to show your naked body to your dear friends. As you remove your clothes a feeling of great warmth will spread through your body. I want you to move as if you hear some erotically charged music guiding you." Raven confidently ordered her newfound prey. Putting down the doughnut, De Ann's mind got fuzzy again as her eyes glazed over and she obeyed the command. Slowly she began unsnapping her blue jeans holding the edges down, to display a touch of the white thong she wore underneath. Spinning around as if she was dancing, she hooked her thumbs on the waistband of the tight jeans and started to peel them off her hips. Bending down, her tight ass thrust toward them both at the kitchen table, (delete as) she shoved the light blue jeans below her knees. Her pussy was covered, but while her jeans bunched at the knees, the top of the white thong neatly framed her ass. Raven could hardly believe that finally after all these years she had 'too cool for school' De Ann's ass sticking up in the air like a dog in heat. She couldn't help but notice the perfect contour of it. Two perfect tan globes of equal proportion, framed by the one of the skimpiest pair of panties she had ever seen. This surprised Raven, as she didn't expect the stuffy housewife to allow herself the indiscretion of wearing sexy undergarments. She snickered to herself as she wondered what else their petite neighbor has been hiding from them. Slowly lifting one foot and then the other, De Ann yanked her jeans off her shapely legs and over her white sneakers before kicking them out of the way across the polished wooden floor. Then she turned back to the table where Raven and Candice were gleefully watching. De Ann unzipped the red sweatshirt and was about to remove it when Candice suddenly stopped her. "Go on – slink to the floor and show us your pussy!" Candice instructed. Raven looked over at her close friend as if to say – 'that's not the way we planned this – you're rushing things!' The look was understood by Candice but was totally ignored by De Ann who slid her butt down the cabinet door until she sat on the floor. De Ann gripped the left side of her thong with her right hand and yanked it aside so that her pussy was exposed to her neighbor and her friend's preying eyes. Her pouting pussy lips were already getting moist at the sheer thought of debasing herself this way. She spread her legs even wider – to allow them both to see her private treasure. Smiling the whole time, she looked so innocent – yet so seductive exposing herself on the kitchen floor. Raven was in absolute bliss as she watched her chaste and innocent young neighbor degrade herself for her amusement. De Ann was the kind of young woman whose sweet, almost childlike facial features were a direct contrast to the delectable, curvaceous symmetry of her sensuous-looking body. 'God, what a juicy little bitch', she thought with scandalous delight. Her long blonde hair and big fluttery brown eyes were like something out of one of her wildest fantasies and her body. Hell, her mouth was watering just looking at it. It was sensationally ravishing, an erotic dream, and she fully intended to make that dream come true. God, how had that punk Brent ever manage to land a sexy dish like this, she wondered in speculative astonishment? Candice and Raven were licking their lips thinking of all the fun they could have with their new toy. De Ann – their tiny blonde neighbor was doing what they commanded, even against her own wishes. "Take it all off De." De flipped over to her side, and while still on the floor just below the women's feet, gathered the thong and peeled it down exposing her ass again and pouting pussy in the process. Her perfect ass with the small sun-in tattoo on her exposed cheek plus the remaining tan lines accented what others weren't suppose to see, which made the scene in front of her that much more delicious to Raven. Raven took charge of De Ann "Hop up on the kitchen cabinet sweetie. Sit your naked butt on that countertop" De Ann instinctively obeyed. The cold countertop didn't wake her from her hypnotic haze. As her hungry eyes continued to feast on her prey, Raven ordered "Spread your legs really wide" De Ann did as she was told and her pussy lips started to slightly unfold. "Now expose your breasts to us both. Yank that top down and show us what you've got. Don't be nervous – we both have seen them before. Smile like you are enjoying what you are doing!" Raven instructed De Ann. Like an obedient child, unaware of the danger that these two individuals were about to make her endure, she sweetly smiled back at them as she pulled her top down to her stomach – exposing her proud C cup breasts. Her nipples were hard as little pebbles. Something twisted inside De Ann's mind actually liked exposing herself to this dominant self-assured woman. Deep inside her brain, a part of her secretly adored this treatment. If she had been aware of what was happening she might have laughed it off, or objected to what these two women wanted. But she was unable to fight back. She was powerless to disobey their commands. Raven and Candice got up from their chairs and stood in front of De Ann as she sat on the countertop dazedly awaiting instruction. Candice reached out and felt De Ann's breasts, weighing one of them in the palm of her hand. Raven told De Ann to cup them and display her pert tits for them to admire. Her nipples were hard like little pencil erasers and her face shown like an angel, while she displayed her body to the two temptresses. Ditching her red sweatshirt, she was now left with only a tight strapless top bunched around her tiny girlish waist and white sneakers on her feet. "Get down and face the cabinet. Good. Now thrust your butt out so I can spank it red." Raven told the petite De Ann. De Ann immediately obeyed, and soon her naked rear end was protruding out obscenely and her hands were clasped to the countertop. She turned around to see what Raven was doing behind her, only to feel a slight slap on her naked behind. Ohhhh, that felt so good. De Ann wasn't sure why, but she knew she loved to be spanked by an aggressively dominant woman. It made her feel all queasy inside. Something strange was happening to her mind and body, something that she was absolutely powerless to understand, and she squirmed her smoothly rounded young buttocks nervously as she waited for Raven's strong hand to come down on her exposed backside again. It was a good feeling, even though it was quite humiliating to be doing this at 9am in the morning right in the middle of her friends' kitchen while her youngest child was in the next room enjoying himself in the playpen. When Raven tired of slapping De Ann's butt with her hand, she ordered her obedient plaything to drop back on the floor and show everyone how Brent likes to fuck her. De Ann understood what was being asked of her, and she spread her legs while lying on the wood floor, parting her pussy to show where Brent's little dick was suppose to go. When asked if this was the only way that Brent used her body, she flipped over and got on her hands and knees while she wiggled her pretty little behind and said; "I love when he takes me doggie style. I can feel his prick so much better that way." De Ann's exposed pussy and ass were seemingly calling out an invitation to her two neighbors to use her for their carnal pleasure. But Raven had other plans for the helpless housewife, at least for today. She wanted to know what De Ann could and could not remember from her hypnotic escapades. "Well, my little pretty – I think you should put your panties back on – and step into the family room – I have a nice strong hand that's been dying to spank that cute little tush of yours." Raven told De Ann as she continued to leer at her stripped flesh. "But you just slapped her butt!" Candice stated the obvious to her more dominant Mistress. "This will be different. I plan on giving her the key word to allow her to know that she is over my knee, and that you are right next to her. If you will sit so she can see you, it would be most entertaining – don't you think?" Raven explained her little plan. As instructed, De Ann slipped on her panties and lay over Raven's knees. With her white thong tightly separating her taunt ass, she looked absolutely precious in this position as she mutely awaited her fate. Raven, who had slipped on a pair of knee high black leather boots, spread her legs and allowed De Ann's body to drape over both of her legs. The dark tan skin, and long black hair of Raven was a stark contrast to the petite blonde De Ann and that black leather just made the difference more vivid. Raven enjoyed the view from above, and the aroma from her increasingly wet pussy drifted into De Ann's nostrils. Draped over the more powerful woman's thighs, De Ann stared at the floor unable to comprehend what was about to happen to her. A devious grin spread across Raven's face as she held the vulnerable housewife in place. To Raven, De Ann looked far more appealing while she was demeaning herself than she did when she was in her usual arrogant position running around the neighborhood acting like she was too good talk with her. All those types of stuck up bitches need to be taken down a peg or two. She put her left arm across the small of De Ann's back, and began vigorously spanking the exposed bottom. Before long, the air was filled with the sound of De Ann's cries and sobs, punctuated by the regular, merciless slapping sound of Raven's hand being brought down hard on the now red flesh of De Ann's ass. Raven relished how the once proud woman was now compliantly letting herself be punished. Raven reached down, yanked De Ann's blonde hair, pulling her tear-stained face upward. "End Pumpkin Pussy Eater" Raven said to the dazed De Ann. De Ann's senses came alive to see her neighbor and friend delightfully staring at her while she was over Raven's knees being punished. ---- Punished? What was this all about – De Ann desperately contemplated. She started to turn around, but Raven kept her forcefully pinned over her knees. She tried to put her hand around to cover her ass, but Raven grabbed her wrist and pushed it back toward the small of De Ann's back. "Ooofff" De Ann gasped as her arm was forced upward; causing a sharp shooting pain in her shoulder. SMACK SMACK SMACK De Ann's butt was getting a palm full of Raven's much stronger hand. Raven at six foot tall, 165 well built muscular pounds, was physically superior to any resistance that De Ann could muster. De Ann couldn't really see behind her – how erotic her ass cheeks looked with the thong pulled tightly between her candy apple red cheeks. She could however see her neighbor intently watching as she got spanked. De Ann couldn't understand why her pussy was beginning to get wet, even though she knew she really didn't want this to happen. She struggled uselessly against the much bigger and forceful Raven, while Candice looked on in obvious amusement. In fact she even delighted in telling her so. "Just accept it. We own you now. We can make you do anything we want. This is just to show you that you are our new toy. We can play nice, or play rough. This is to show you what it will be like when Mistress Raven plays rough. Does it sting? I know it does. Does it make you upset to know how useless it is to struggle. It's so cute how your little butt cheeks tighten up – instead of relaxing and bouncing with each swat. You'll learn to relax and let the spanking happen." Candice leaned in to taunt her next door neighbor. De Ann fired off a few cuss words. She thrashed about trying to get free from the more powerful Raven. She was mad and humiliated. They can't be doing this to her. It was one thing to have this happen in Vegas, but this is too close to home. She didn't enjoy the spanking the same way she had in Vegas, until Raven had turned her golden framed butt a fresh scarlet hue. The fire on her butt was starting to spread deeper than just the skin that was being smacked. Her loins were eating this up, and her nipples hardened. De Ann's breath was coming in gasps – matching the swats from Raven's palm. She was getting extremely turned on – even though she didn't want to enjoy it, the erotic feelings coursing through her veins were impossible to ignore. Despite trying to resist, her damp pussy was about to leak on Raven's legs revealing her dark inner need. The Vegas Adventure Ch. 07-10 Raven noticed the spreading wetness, as De Ann's body betrayed her. And to prove it she swiped her finger across De Ann's puffy pussy lips. She smiled back at Candice knowing just how wet De Ann was and how despite her denial she was enjoying this rough treatment. De Ann pushed her ass up into the air – waiting for the slap of Raven's palm or a soft touch to brush against her needful pussy. Seeing this Raven taunted the tiny De Ann, "Ohh, you like this – do YOU Pussy?" De Ann mews her response. She did love the manhandling she was receiving from the dominant brunette but couldn't admit that, even to herself. After all, only a true slut would get off on this kind of treatment. When Raven finished slapping De Ann's ass she put her back under her spell and ordered her "Pumpkin Pussy Eater, I want you to go to Pandora's (A Dallas gentleman's club), and buy a big dildo and strap on attachment. I want you to BEG me to fuck your pussy with it. You will come back here – and plead with Candice to bring me over here so I can fuck you with a strap on. You will feel as though this is the most important task you will ever perform. A sense of urgency will continue to grow until you nearly reach a state of panic. The only thing that will quiet your panic is when I fuck you with the strap on. In the intervening time, you will allow Candice to try it out – even though it won't be the same – until I use it on you." De Ann was released, with a red butt, a horny pussy, and a mind that had a great desire to purchase a strap on cock – and allow Raven to fuck her. After she left, Candice wanted to know why they didn't do more to De Ann while they could. Raven explained to her that she wanted to proceed carefully – because if they play their cards right – Candice will get De Ann's hubby in the process of enslaving the innocent little housewife. That made Candice giggle with delight. Chapter 8 ********** The Strap On **** De Ann spent the rest of the day worried. She was keenly aware that Raven had spanked her nearly naked butt. How she came to be nearly naked and draped over her knee was a mystery to De Ann. She continued to think about it – and it only turned her on till she had to reach inside her thong and rub her love button. Her orgasm came quick – but it wasn't enough. She needed more. She ran off to the bathroom and thrust her vibrator deep inside her tight cunt until it pulsated her needful pussy to an unbelievable pleasure. "Mmmmm," she loudly moaned. Her mind was filled with the idea of getting a big vibrator. Not this one that was in her hand, but something different. Something bigger, more realistic – than the simple pink 5 inch plastic toy she just used to get her jollies. She wanted a big vein filled, thick headed, rubber toy that could be attached. She needed another toy. But what use would a strap on be? Its not like she could use it on herself. She continued to think about it – until finally the thought buzzed into her brain – she could let someone else ram it into her pussy. The vision that came rushing to her brain – was none other than RAVEN. Oh, why her? Why not sweet innocent girls like herself? Why did she feel compelled to let a powerful Amazon like Raven have a chance to use a strap-on to repeatedly pound into her petite body. De Ann pushed the thought of a strap-on and being fucked by Raven out of her mind while she attended to her family's needs. The oldest boy, Bobby needed to be driven to baseball practice. When she waited around for him to finish, she couldn't help but look at the bats and wonder just how much of those baseball bats she could fit inside her pussy. It's a good thing no one knew what she was thinking, because they would have surely noticed her protruding nipples poking through the cotton t-shirt she wore. De Ann had forgotten to wear a bra that afternoon, and the sweat from the Dallas heat made her shirt seem almost like she had been in a wet T-shirt contest. She wasn't perspiring too much – but just enough to make the fabric show a little more than what a good southern gal would consider decent. After that, she had to answer some questions about sex, mating and the bird and bees with her 12 year old. Every thought in her mind was about sex. This just wasn't like her. She was a good girl, not some kind of sex crazy slut. Was she going crazy? Answering questions – even generic ones to her inquisitive daughter was getting her hot and bothered where it counted: Her Pussy! That night, sex with Trent was tame – his small dick was ineffective in relieving the pressure that had built up inside her. Oh, Trent tried his best, its' just that his best was inadequate and lame. Trent was good for one thing – and it didn't involve fucking with his miniature dick, it was when he sucked on her pussy. But sometimes a woman needs a fucking – not a pussy sucking. De Ann went to sleep that night unsatisfied, and dreamed strange thoughts. Instead of thinking about a big strong guy with a 9" pole – she dreamed of being taken doggy style -- that Raven, was thrusting a dildo in and out of her pussy – while Candice played with De Ann's breasts as they dangled down toward the ground. When she woke up the next morning – she was hornier than when she went to bed the night before. Today, after her older children went to school, she dropped her 18-month old off at a day care that she has used over the years. They all know her there, and don't mind billing for an occasional 'babysitting job'. She drove over to Pandora's and sat in the parking lot for a few minutes – trying to decide if she wanted to go inside or not. This early in the morning, the parking lot was nearly empty – but a bum pushing a cart strolled by and looked into her car and smiled at her as if he knew why she was there. That made her nervous – but she took a few deep breaths, summoned all the courage she could muster and started to walk inside. As she entered the establishment, she wondered if she had worn the right sort of clothes. With her blonde mane in a pony tail, and sporting only a tight t-shirt, mid thigh shorts, and some sneakers, she looked 10 years younger than she really was. Walking past the entrance to the nightclub – she gazed inside to see two or three patrons being entertained by a nearly nude dancer on one of the circular stages. To the left, she saw the entrance to their store. A whole store filled with adult items, videos, and magazines. De Ann nervously strolled up and down the aisles until she came to a wall of toys. They had balls connected on a string that showed being pulled from a girls pussy. They had clips on chains that attach to ones nipples. They had more dildo's than she ever knew existed. There were pink ones, black ones, flesh shaped kinds and even ones that were so extremely huge – they had to be a gag gift – because she doubted that any woman would really be able to take even the first 3 inches of the head. Finally she found some leather gear, and with it – two types of straps meant to hold one of those dildo's. The first just had a leather circle that was reinforced, and the other looked like you could twist or screw in a dildo and keep it firmly planted. She was staring at those two types when out of nowhere, a woman asked to be of assistance. This woman is what she would expect to work at a place like this, dyed hair; long painted fingernails, lots of jewelry piercing her skin; and firm rounded breasts straining to break free of the low cut t-shirt she wore. "My personal favorite is this one that screws in. It comes with the straps that can be worn around your waist – or your face." Getting the strap assembly down from the wall she paired it up with a package containing some dildo's and an inflatable gag, she went on to say "For 40 dollars more, you can have the best of both worlds. This dildo can be screwed into the strap on – like so – and because it has these ridges on the back end – the person doing the fucking gets stimulated as well as the one getting fucked!" She unscrewed it – and replaced it with the straight dildo, shortened the strap and said "Here you can have the dildo coming straight off of your chin, and while you are pushing it into a nice wet pussy – your tongue is free to lick her clit!" Then she connected the inflatable gag to the other end of the open hole. "With this, the wearer has it going in her mouth – and is silenced, other than a few muffled moans, while she uses her face as a fuck toy. It gives the term 'fuck face' a whole new meaning!" De Ann blushed. The girl – carefully sizing up our tiny heroine – asked "Would you like me to take you to our private dance room and help you try it on? I doubt – this early if anyone would mind!" De Ann's blush increased – and taking a deep breath – she politely turned the girl down. "No, this is only my first time to buy one of these – and it's a present for someone else. I wouldn't feel right letting you use it first; maybe another time perhaps." The girl understood more than De Ann had realized. "I'm sure that your Mistress will love it." De Ann left the club before any other people got wise that she was there, and drove straight home – stopping only at Candice's house to show her what she bought. Candice looked extremely pleased – and wanted to give it a try. De Ann – who subconsciously wanted only Raven to use it – complied with Candice, with a little hypnotic help. Candice said the magic words and De Ann became her plaything. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater – you want to show me that toy. You want to suck it really deep into your mouth. Act like it is just a huge hung guy with his dick dangling down between his legs and show me what a tiny bitch would do!" De Ann held the strapping so that the toy cock just dangled loosely. Holding it above her head with her outstretched arms, she slowly sank to her knees imagining that a burly guy was standing before her. She used her cheek to nudge the toy into the direction of her mouth instead of just bringing the dildo to her open lips. Then De Ann held her mouth open and started to give the toy expert head. Candice was amused by the spectacle before her. "Is this how you give Trent a blow job?" Still under hypnosis, De Ann didn't have the willpower to resist the question or make up a polite explanation to her once close friend. "No, this is not like Trent at all. I can deep throat him even when he has the biggest hard on of his life." Candice was amused by the answer – and thought De Ann was merely bragging and demanded proof. "Show me – take all of this 8" down your throat!" De Ann obeyed but was deterred by the fact that this toy was far thicker than her soft skinned husband. Trent's little penis gave when she sucked on it. She could reduce its size somewhat just by pressing on the flesh. This toy was not going to give. Its shaft was firm and it filled De Ann's mouth as she stretched her lips to surround it. The other difficulty was that it was tickling the back of her throat – inducing her to gag. "Ackkk ------ Mmmmmm, Slurp ----- Ackkkk" De Ann gag reflex continued to plague her attempts to deep throat this tool. Turned on – but not impressed with De Ann's deep throat capabilities, Candice taunted her neighbor. "Hey, I thought you said you can deep throat Trent – what is stopping you from showing me your special talent?" De Ann took the toy from her mouth and answered Candice with a question of her own "Have you ever seen Trent's dick?" Candice inquired as to why this was significant. "Trent is human, this fake dildo is not. Trent is easier to suck. Maybe if you saw Trent's dick you would understand." De Ann plainly stated. "Hmmm, now here is an idea. Maybe I will make you give him to me for a night or two. That would work – I could see his dick all I want." Candice's mind was beginning to hatch a new plan for her slave like neighbor – getting her husband too. De Ann just needed to be fucked – she had sucked the big dildo for what it was worth – now she insisted on being fucked. She arched her hips and thrust her pussy upward as if by body motion alone, she would communicate to Candice her desires. A few more subconscious movements like this, and Candice did notice. "Awww, Baby, you want this" Candice mocked her petite neighbor by gripping one of the toys that came with the strap-on harness. "You want to be fucked now, don't you?" De Ann couldn't resist. "Oh – yes. I do need it so bad. Please I want Raven to use this new toy on me. But maybe you could show me how it feels first!" De Ann eagerly panted for the toy. Candice remembered they had subconsciously fed De Ann with the idea of wanting to be taken by Raven as a strong stud would take a sweet filly. Candice knew the feeling of this particular desire, since Raven had used a strap-on to rape her over and over whenever she felt like it. She also knew that if her Mistress Raven was going to let her have De Ann's pussy to fuck first, it was only to appease her later on – when Raven would be taking a keener interest in the much prettier diminutive blonde. Pulling off her pants and yanking down her panties Candice stepped into the straps and arranged them on her legs and waist. She then screwed both ends of the toy into the leather straps and cinched them up tight against her body. The flesh colored penis protruded ominously from her body like a sword ready to spear itself into De Ann's flesh. She cupped the shaft and then rotated her palm as if to feel the weight of the knob and gauge its thickness. "Strip naked for me -- Maybe you should get this one wet too!" As soon as De Ann had stripped her clothes, she hopped up onto the couch and grabbed her legs and spread them over her head. Her pussy was left open and inviting. The sheer desire that had been building all day in her mind was flaming her loins to the extent that the lips of her pussy were puffy and ready for action. "You might be wet enough after all." Candice mocked as she saw the moisture already dripping from De Ann's luscious lips. Candice gripped the shaft and rubbed the tip of the toy up and down De Ann's wet gash. Then without too much trouble Candice slid the thick toy into De Ann's pussy. She eagerly watched De Ann's eyes as the thick toy filled her pussy. "Ohhhhhh" was all that De Ann said as the thick toy steered its way into her heart through her pussy. She gasped for her breath and waited for Candice to yank it out and plunge it in again. Her wait was short – cause Candice went to work on her pussy like a seasoned pro. Candice moved her hips back and forth – generating lots of friction as she thrust the dildo into De Ann's gapping cunt. De Ann's bouncing tits mesmerized Candice inviting her to play with them. She was gyrating her hips to gain even more pleasure from this fucking. Candice continued to plow De Ann's pussy – and reached up and cupped both of her tits. She used her finger and thumb to roll De Ann's excited nipples – causing a delightful sensation to shoot from her breasts to her loins. Candice really liked having this strap on attached to her hips – "Ohh, baby – this is just hitting my clit perfectly when I drive it into you. As much as you are getting pleased by the thick dildo inside your tight little twat, I am getting just as much pleasure from the other end against my clit." Candice liked the idea of being in charge of another woman for a change. She never gets to be boss when Raven is around. Pumping the hard shaft into the diminutive De Ann was a great turn on. In fact, Candice was about to cum from the friction that was occurring on her end of the strap-on, or was it the sudden sense of power that engulfed her? "I am going to cum – but before I do – I want you to know who is fucking you. End Pumpkin Pussy Eater" De Ann groggily came to attention – she realized that she was holding her legs up over her shoulders on Candice's family room couch. Candice was greedily holding on to De Ann's naked breasts – and plowing her pussy with a strap-on toy that was filling her needful pussy. "Oh, my God!" De Ann was startled by what she saw, and felt embarrassed and ashamed. Candice suddenly announced "I am going to cum. Are you close? Do you feel the awesome power of a woman with a strap-on?" De Ann realized that it did feel wonderful. She didn't know why, but she loved being filled with this giant plastic dick. Yes, even a fake dick was better than that measly worm that her husband had been giving her all these years. Oh, this was feeling good. Candice was tightly gripping her breasts and thrusting that lance into her sopping wet pussy – and then just holding it there. De Ann realized that Candice was in the throws of a major orgasm. And De Ann couldn't believe it, but she wasn't that far behind herself. The shock of seeing herself spread open completely vulnerable and her best friend sporting a dildo from her crotch was a bit much, but she couldn't deny that she loved it. Suddenly, her thoughts turned to Raven – she couldn't help wondering why it wasn't Raven who was taking liberty with her pussy. Candice groaned "Ohhhhhhhhhh, YEAH!!!" Her words were in short syllables due to the lack of oxygen in her lungs. "UMmmmmmmm that is sooooo good. I - -- I --- I just Came so fuckin' hard!" After a few moments savoring her power over her longtime friend, she went back to driving the phallic toy into her sopping wet cunt with a renewed vengeance. De Ann was taken aback by the ferocity in Candice's thrust. She was starting to get somewhat attracted to the idea that when she lost focus, or blacked out, or whatever was happening to her – it turned out to be a good thing. She ended up in someone's arms and being fucked like she so desperately needed. Taking a deep breath; De Ann relaxed as she felt the incredible phallic toy invade her tight wet pussy. As she started to relax – the waves of her building orgasm approached a feverish pitch. De Ann gritted her teeth – determined not to show how much the toy was turning her on. But Candice was too much for her weak resolve. She pounded De Ann's flesh and rode her to a magnificent orgasm. Candice decided to have a little more fun at De Ann's expense. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater – take the dildo home – but before you hide it in your panty drawer or wherever you put your toys to stay out of sight from the children, you will lick it clean and dream of me licking Trent and sucking his cock. You won't know why, but the idea of seeing me fuck your husband makes you incredibly horny. Visions of his prick disappearing deep into my welcoming pussy will flood your dreams" When De Ann got home she took Candice's advice -- she snuck off to the walk in closet and while extending her tongue, she twirled the thick dildo like a child would eat an ice cream cone. Slurping the dry cum off the dildo she obediently cleaned it all up. Of course she did wonder what it would be like to share Trent. Would he like if she gave him up to another woman? Maybe they both would have a good time. Then again maybe she would see what a great pussy licker he is and try to steal him for herself. Of course, one look at his pecker and she would no longer be in awe of him anymore. Boy would I like to see her ride him good. Why am I thinking these things? Chapter 9 ******** Helping Candice Clean **** Still she had a yearning to let Raven have her pussy. She wanted to be fucked by Raven. She wanted to spread her pussy lips and allow that determined woman complete access to her female pleasure package. But unfortunately for De Ann, Raven was out of town. Candice however invited De Ann over to help with some cleaning. De Ann had been neglecting her own house while Raven and Candice had begun to use her each morning or early afternoon before the children arrived home from school. This day was no different. Candice took charge as soon as De Ann arrived. The Vegas Adventure Ch. 07-10 Putting the youngest into the playpen in the family room, De Ann was now free to help her neighbor. De Ann couldn't help but blush a little when she looked at the smirking Candice. After all, Candice had fucked her quite efficiently and that scene was still fresh in her clear mind. She didn't understand how or why, she just knew that she had enjoyed the experience, although she couldn't admit that, not even to herself. "I am busy wanting my kitchen cleaned – and you can help. But first I want you to take off your clothes. Don't worry I will let you leave on your panties, bra and maybe even your stockings." Candice confidently told her neighbor. De Ann blushed. On the one hand, she wanted to obey her friend, but on the other – something was keeping her from stripping for this sultry woman. Not getting any visible results, Candice used the magic catchphrase to enact her obedient friend into assisting her with the chores. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater -- You want to strip – then compliantly permit me to cuff your wrists and ankles." Just then at the doorway from the kitchen to the garage came a voice "You will obey us completely for the next 3 hours!" Candice looked up "RAVEN! I didn't know you were coming over today!" "From the looks of it pet – you wanted to have fun on your own with this pretty little puss!" Raven's expectations were confirmed by the site of Candice using the keyword on Raven's new pet without Raven's knowledge. "Oh no – Mistress! I was just getting her to help me a little with cleaning the kitchen; I wasn't going to do more than that." Candice cowered in trepidation from her statuesque mentor. De Ann just swooned at the sight of Raven. Her long black hair flowed softly over her healthy bust line, just accenting her tight top. Her green eyes cut right though a person and made them all want to back down. De Ann had been dreaming of letting the Amazon Raven use that new strap on dildo on her wide open pussy. She had constant visions of being between her powerfully thick thighs and soaking up Raven's pussy juice with each pass of her tongue. Raven asked the blonde De Ann "What do you want to do today my pretty little pussy – Help Candice with the cleaning?" De Ann's mind was so busy day dreaming about licking Raven, that without thinking she just blurted out "I want to please you with my mouth – clean it all with my mouth!" Raven did not realize that De Ann was in the middle of her hypnotic daydream, and was only talking about cleaning Raven's pussy lips with her mouth. Raven giggled a little at the picture that flashed across her wicked brain. "That can and will be arranged. You will have the unique opportunity to help Candice clean – by putting your mouth to good use." Then while Candice was still locking De Ann's legs in cuffs, Raven went back to the garage and returned with a short cotton rope. Raven took the rope and looped it through a plastic handle bristle brush and around through the bristles themselves a few times. Then taking the other two ends of the rope she tied them tightly around De Ann's head. The tightness of the rope forced her mouth to spread open and the yellow brush handle to fit inside. De Ann looked positively ridiculous with the yellow bristle brush tied around her mouth. She felt equally silly. But all of her objections to the idea were a garbled mess from the plastic handle stretching the sides of her pretty little mouth. De Ann craved the humiliation that Raven could provide. She just adored her at this point, not realizing just WHY she has this desire. De Ann was so wet. Raven used her face to clean the countertop by grabbing the back of De Ann's head and shoving her head back and forth while the brush was tied to De Ann's darling face. Her mouth stretched wide open – and the drool was slowly slipping down the yellow brush to the very place that she was cleaning. Raven even pointed to a spot that the new maid missed. "Clean this blonde bitch!" De Ann rubbed her face in a circle scraping the dirty spot all clean. The scene she was making looked absolutely humiliating. If De Ann could have seen her naked ass sticking up in the air, while her face with a plastic brush in her mouth was smashed to the floor to clean what Raven had pointed at; she surely would have died of embarrassment. De Ann's bound hands were useless – and her balance was tedious at best as her nipples dragged along the floor below her. Raven took her foot and pressed it painfully against De Ann's shoulder blade – poking her with its high heel. The smarting pain was nothing to the petite blonde bombshell – she was so turned on by her own debasement that her pussy was dripping on the floor where she had already cleaned it. This excitement was because she adored the attention that Raven was presenting. Even if it was degrading – Raven was paying attention to little ol' De Ann. Then De Ann was shoved toward the oven – her head forced inside the metal box that fresh meat found its last resort. She was fresh meat to Raven. Raven's hand played with De Ann's twat, while her other hand successfully kept De Ann's head bearing down on the oven door and the surface of the crusty box. Even in this cruel humiliating experience – De Ann was tremendously excited. She LOVED how easy Raven could physically control her minute frame. Her rapture was alluding – its only joy was in the debasement of herself and maybe that of her husband Trent. Candice snapped a photo – perhaps as a souvenir to remind herself of how comical her neighbor was. Raven slid a few fingers in and out of De Ann's pouting pussy – and acknowledged "My – my, little precious pet, how wet we are? Do you like being used as a cleaning tool? I think you get off on this type of treatment. You are actually humping my fingers when they leave your sluttish little twat. I like watching that ass squirm and nearly beg to have my fingers deep inside again. You love this! You know deep down inside you really do" De Ann mumbled some sort of reply – but neither Candice nor Raven could have interpreted her words to mean anything but acceptance and enjoyment of their treatment. Raven untied the brush from the back of De Ann's blonde locks, and immediately she began professing her lust for Raven. "Oh, your fingers – please put them back in. I need them to touch me – deep – and make me cum. I was so close. I will do anything to cum. Unbuckle the cuffs that hold my wrists so I can finger myself off – and curb this building fire inside of me." Raven had a truly evil smile on her face. She loved having a young woman in this position; desperate for release, yet helpless to provide it. "Did she get the dildo like we told her?" She asked her accomplice Candice. "Yes Ma'am – it has some nice features too!" Candice replied. "Fetch it, and show me those features" She told Candice. A moment later, Candice was back in the room with the strap-on and the set of dildo's that went with it. Holding it up Candice displayed the main dildo, and the rest of the toys including the inflatable gag. Pleased, Raven pulled down her own pants and stepped into the leather leg loop that wound tightly around her tan thigh. The leather accented those powerful thighs, and for a moment almost made them look manly. Her black pubic hair could be seen behind the leather pouch holding the 8" dildo. That menacing dildo was going to spear the tiny De Ann and Raven stroked it – almost petting it – knowing just how forceful a fake cock that is jutting out from her crotch could be to a extremely tight pussy. De Ann whimpered – the hypnotic response of wanting to get fucked by Raven was still deep within her brain. Candice pushed the gag into De Ann's mouth and attached the smaller bulbous dildo to the outside of the strap that was now secured behind De Ann's head. With 8 pumps to the mechanism that added air to the gag – De Ann's whimpering was silenced. The gag filled with air and pressed against the roof of her mouth, while pushing her tongue down in the process. De Ann's eyes bulged from her head as she struggled to breathe. Realizing the frantic snorts and gasps emanating from De Ann were of no real value, Candice calmly stepped in. "Breathe through your nose!" Candice said while stroking the frightened De Ann's left cheek. De Ann was now on all fours – her tight rump wiggling in the air – just calling for Raven to pounce on her. De Ann nearly went cross eyed as she tried to see the thick dildo that protruded from her face. Fear was beginning to overcome her, and the thought of getting fucked no longer was important. Life – was. She still had trouble breathing – and her apprehension toward her neighbor's pussy that was aimed at her face was equally disturbing. What if that pussy covers up her nose? What if when the pussy is all nice and wet – Candice grinds too hard and she can't breathe? What if the cum from Candice's wet pussy gets sucked into her nostrils and she can't get it out – she will have no way to announce that she needs help? Candice continued to sense her fear, and calmed her a bit by saying "Pumpkin Pussy Eater, you want to fuck my puss with your new face strap. If you can't breathe – tap my leg, and I will ease off – but don't be nervous for the first 30 seconds, it will be a sexy turn on to be smothered by my pussy! Each time Raven rams you with her big dick, you will use that momentum to push this deeper into me – with your face. You want this more than anything in the world right now." Just as Candice had ordained – De Ann did want it. Oh, she wanted it bad. As Raven spread De Ann's pink lips and kept the short hairs from entering her pussy with the dildo she pressed it firmly all the way inside. De Ann meanwhile, lifted her chin to angle the shaft toward Candice's awaiting mound. She pressed her face firmly against Candice's mound allowing the solid shaft to pierce her tight pussy. A few more jabs to the opening and low and behold, Candice's pouting lips opened up and permitted the bulbous shaft to freely ram into her crotch. While Raven was hammering at De Ann's pussy, Candice started to bear down on her face so that she was trapped between the two women. She was a hypnotic pleasure slave for the two women. Being used this way – while not on the top of her list before Vegas, now had a definite advantage today. Real men don't get this hard – and stay that way. Of course, they do have warmer members to jam into her pussy, but she can't have everything! Right now, nothing could feel better than to know that one very aggressive black haired beauty was plunging a huge dildo into her ever expanding cunt while outside her gagged mouth she was thrusting a fake cock into what was her neighbor and best friend's pussy. The aroma of Candice's desire overwhelmed her nostrils and delighted her senses. She felt so proud that she was the object of desire for these two wanton women. She lusted to be a sex slave. Her nipples hardened and her body tingled to the point of annoyance – she needed to be stroked, she needed to be held – and most of all she needed to be a good fuck toy. She realized that her breathing was getting harder – she was caught up in her own mind – and suddenly the urge to not suffocate against that pussy in her face overtook the thrill of being used. Remembering the instruction she was given, she tapped her hand against Candice's upper thigh – encouraging her to back off a little and give her room to breathe. Candice was caught up in her own enjoyment – and did not feel De Ann slapping at her thigh. She loved the idea of seeing De Ann's begging eyes as she backed her snatch away from the strap around her face. They implored her to be gentle – but really they were just amazed at being a sex object. Candice loved the power that Raven had bestowed upon her. Usually she was the fuck object in the relationships. Raven had several friends – and occasionally they would use Candice as their own. But this was special with De Ann. Due to Candice's watching the Vegas video tape, her neighbor was now an obedient pet. Even for a woman who has gone years of being a private sexual slave, it was a rush to be dominant with someone else. All her life, she has been subservient to Raven, and not known another role. Now here she was watching Raven plow a huge dildo into her friend De Ann, while she used her other end for her pleasure. Standing at the other end of Raven's fucking – instead of being on the receiving end, was such a thrill for the 32 year old bottled blonde brunette. De Ann smacked her thigh even harder – insisting in the only way she knew how – that she could not breathe correctly. Suddenly the realization that De Ann couldn't breathe, or talk hit Candice. She knew that De Ann was now her responsibility. She eased off her face and allowed De Ann's nostrils to suck in and out some precious oxygen. Meanwhile Raven was pumping that thick dildo in and out of De Ann's precious pussy with growing intensity. De Ann was meeting most of the thrusts wiggling her upturned ass to make the feeling go a little left and right – in addition to just in and out. But she caught her breathe – as she felt Candice slam her pussy back against her face. De Ann couldn't believe how awesome this felt to be used by these two women this way. Sure, it was demeaning – but something deep inside her enjoyed the feeling. Candice was banging her pussy into De Ann's face faster and faster as she was on the verge of an orgasm; while Raven was still masterly pumping that 8 inch dildo into her pussy, when the feeling of helplessness overcame De Ann. She was meant for this. She didn't need a husband to lick her pussy – she could have two women use her for sex. She was beginning to enjoy her new found submission to these women when Candice abruptly came. Boy, did she ever cum. De Ann didn't realize that Candice squirted when she came. The thick female mucus sprayed all over De Ann's face. Candice grinded her pussy against De Ann – as the orgasm rocked her body. De Ann could not open her mouth, and now her nostrils were filled with Candice's thick bodily fluids – making breathing even more difficult. De Ann actually swallowed some of Candice's cum by trying to suck in air through her nose, and only got pussy juice instead. Franticly De Ann slapped at Candice's leg to tell her that she was suffocating in her pussy. Candice realized what must be happening and quickly responded "End Pumpkin Pussy Eater". Candice backed away from the dildo protruding from De Ann's face to see that her mucus was smeared all over the helpless housewife. De Ann meanwhile blinked her eyes and shook her head – as she slowly realized that her friend's wet bush was just against her face. She attempted to call out – and she realized also that she was gagged with what appeared to be a soft cock filling her whole mouth and pinning her tongue against the bottom not allowing a sound to escape. Some kind of liquid was all over her face, her right eye, and up her nose. It only took a moment more to comprehend that it was Candice's cum smeared all over the place, and that is what was keeping her from breathing. Candice held a Kleenex to De Ann's nose, she blew – then could catch a real breath. It was then that she realized Raven was behind her – ramming a huge dildo into her pussy – and Oh, did that ever feel good. The dominant woman of her private dreams was fucking her pussy – but good! She realized that she has some sort of contraption connected to her face and that it is used to fuck her friend. Damn if this wasn't the weirdest thing – she could fuck a girl with her face. The erotic sight she saw in the mirror only accelerated her desire to cum –and moments later – she was pushing her pussy back to meet Ravens mighty thrusts. She came – and came – and came some more – because Raven refused to stop until the simultaneous contact with her clit on the inside of the strap-on allowed her to also have an orgasm. When the strap was removed from her face, and the gag was deflated, it looked like a big thick rubber balloon was removed from her mouth De Ann finally shouted out – "WOW – that was amazing!" But her eyes told even more – she fawned over Raven and Candice - like a little child clings to a mother. She felt such devotion, she didn't understand how or why. She wasn't a lesbian – but if this is what being one felt like, then she was all for it. Raven held her and suckled her to her big breast – actually offering it for her to suck. De Ann didn't disappoint, despite momentary hesitation, she kissed and licked the pointy nipple and orally adored her Amazon like Mistress. "And know for some real fun," Raven said as she winked towards Candice with a demonic grin plastered across her face. "Pumpkin Pussy Eater" Raven whispered into the exhausted housewife's ear. "It's alright," she tells her gently stroking her face. "It's okay. Just relax. Relax. Don't think about anything, just let your mind be clear. It's okay De Ann. It's okay. Relax." "You're tired De Ann, I can tell that you are very tired. It's okay if you are, don't worry. Just close your eyes and you can fall asleep right here," Raven says softly. De Ann's eyes blink a few times before they start to close. Candice couldn't believe it; Raven was actually putting her best friend into a deep hypnotic trance. A thrill runs through her as she is fascinated to see what sinful plans Raven had for her helpless friend. "That's it, just close your eyes and go to sleep. Sleep De Ann, sleep," Raven says. De Ann's head nods and eventually her eyes stay closed. "Deeply asleep, deeply, so deeply. So deep it feels like you could never wake again. Just listen to my voice. You're in a trance now De Ann, a deep trance. All you can hear is my voice and all you can do is obey and do whatever I tell you to do. Anything, do you understand?" Raven questioned her helpless neighbor. "Yes...," De Ann answers very softly. Raven grinned as she realized that she now had the power to reprogram her stuck up neighbor. "Tonight you will feel an overwhelming desire to be sexually attractive to your husband. You will feel a growing sense of panic if he isn't horny for you and desiring to make love to you. I want you to tease him in every way that a true slut can tease a cock. You will use all of your considerable assets to lure his attention and desire. Your sense of panic will only become manageable when you know you have his cock rock hard and both eyes glued to your luscious body. Do you understand? This will make me happy and making me happy brings you pleasure." Raven told the still bound pet. "Yes...," De Ann answered once again, barely audible, "make Brent horny – make Raven happy." Wondering what Raven was up to Candice started to interrupt her mistress when Raven silenced her with a forceful waive of her hand. "My slut, tonight you are not to allow Brent to touch you and you are not allowed to touch him. You are to deny any and all sexual advances from him," Raven whispered into De Ann's ear in a menacing tone. "You won't know why, but you will think that being with him in a sexual way is the most disgusting thing you could possibly imagine. Just the fact that he would bring it up makes you so angry you feel like you just have to scream." Fighting off laughter, Raven adds, "I've put a little outfit on your bed for you to wear tonight. You will think nothing of wearing such slutty clothes. And I want you to apply your makeup to accent your sluttish appearance. I want my slut to have very red lips and very dark eyes," Raven instructed. Raven looked greedily on her new plaything's naked body, from the swing of De Ann's large dangling breasts, along the slim waist to the flaring swell of the naked woman's buttocks. It was time to teach her delicious neighbor a lesson. And reward her precious Candice in the process! The Vegas Adventure Ch. 07-10 "Remember, tonight you are to serve as Brent's personal cock tease. You will make sure that he walks around with a constant hard-on all evening. But you will NOT touch his cock in any way. Do I make myself clear?" Raven asked the hypnotized housewife. "Yes Mistress Raven, you want me to tease Brent, but I cannot touch him," De Ann answered as she continued to look as though she where sound asleep. "Now I'm going to wake you up soon. But I want you to remember what I've told you." "End Pumpkin Pussy Eater" Raven warned the startled De Ann to remain still as she moved her hand over De Ann's backward thrusting cunt and slid a finger into her warm depths causing De Ann to stand on tiptoe as her engorged cunt was once again being stimulated."My my. You are a wet slut!" Raven said smirking evilly as she twisted her digit in her pet's warm depths. De Ann quivered in part shame, part in rising excitement. In spite of her embarrassment she found her level of arousal again reaching for its previous heightened level. "Now get dressed and go home to your family before I decide to fuck your cute little ass," Raven ordered her petite plaything as she tried to gain a semblance of her surroundings and how she got into this mess. Chapter 10 ********* Teasing Trent *** When De Ann looked at the clothes on the bed she was pleasantly surprised to see a pink tank top, a very short jean mini-skirt, new sexy black open-toed pumps with 5-inch stiletto heels and nothing else. "This outfit is so cute. I hope Trent likes my outfit. I really want to look sexy for him tonight," De Ann said to herself as she stared at the skimpy clothing. She slipped the pink cotton tank top on over her head. When she tried to pull the top down over her tits she discovered that it must be at least two sizes to small as the copious flesh of her large breasts oozed in and tried to escape from the stretched to bursting point tank top. She could clearly see her nipples and areolas through the thin material. "We'll, this should certainly get his attention." Next De Ann pulled the tiny skirt up her legs until it settled on her tiny waist. The skirt only came down to just two inches below the bottom of her ass cheeks. Instinctively she tried to pull the hem down but to her dismay her legs were revealed all the way up to her ass cheeks. For the first time she truly understood why her friends always called mini-skirts as short as this 'Don't-Bend-Overs'. If she did, she would not only reveal her ass cheeks, but a lot more of her would be on show. After slipping on her ridiculously high heels, De Ann headed back to the bathroom to apply her makeup as her mistress instructed. She felt so silly trying to keep her balance as she walked in the unfamiliar heels. "This must be what walking in stilts feels like," she commented to herself as she made her way carefully in the uncomfortable shoes. As Trent entered the kitchen he dropped his briefcase when he saw his wife. His normally conservative wife was bent over the stove with her little ass sticking up in the air barely covered by one of the shortest skirts he had ever seen her wear. Her curvaceous legs were accentuated by a pair of extremely high heels that thrust her nearly naked ass up for inspection. He felt his cock immediately begin to grow at this delicious site. "Wow, you look fantastic," Trent managed to spit out as he attempted to adjust the growing erection in his pants. "Thanks, do you like?" De Ann replied as she straightened herself up and thrust her beautiful jutting breasts out as she arched her back trying to start Trent's motor. She didn't know why, but it was very important that she looked as sexy as possible tonight. "Jesus Christ, you look hot tonight! Do you think the chef needs any help?" Trent asked as he slipped his hands up his wife's hips until they came to rest just below her magnificent tits. De Ann was perplexed at the situation she found herself in. She wanted her husband's attention, but somehow also felt a sense of disgust at his obvious advances. "Why don't you go change into something more comfortable while I finish getting dinner ready?" De Ann said through clenched teeth. She was really enjoying the sensation of having Trent's hands caressing her body. She could feel that now familiar moisture forming on her engorged cunt lips. After all she had been through, she was so sexually frustrated. But then just as quickly as she became aroused, she was incredibly turned off by her husband's lecherous hands. "If you insist, just tell me one thing, when is dessert?" Trent laughed. De Ann thought for a moment before playfully replying, "Oh, if you behave yourself tonight you will get something for dessert that you will never forget. Let's get the kids off to bed early sweetheart." Trent couldn't believe the change in his wife. Maybe things would be better now. She looked so hot and he was so incredibly horny. Tonight was sure to be a night to remember. All night Trent watched in fascination as his loving wife paraded herself around the house like a cat in heat. He tried to think the situation through logically and the only explanation he could come up with was that De Ann must be craving the attention that she felt he was giving to his work. Maybe she was acting this way because they hadn't been getting along well recently. Well, no matter the reason why, he was glad to see her parading around like his own personal slut. "She must really be frustrated." Trent thought to himself. De Ann prepared dinner for the family occasionally coming over to tease Trent. Once she slipped up behind him and licked the back of his neck up to his earlobe. Another time she asked Trent if she could change the TV channel for him. She made sure the kids weren't in the room and then proceeded to turn the TV channel by bending at the waist. Trent could clearly see De Ann's luscious ass cheeks and her wet little cunt as her skirt rode up her ass cheeks. He couldn't believe his innocent little wife wasn't wearing any panties. After dinner was over Trent approached De Ann as she was doing the dishes. "Sweetness, you look so hot tonight," Trent whispered into De Ann's ear as he reached around her midsection and cupped her heaving breasts. "Thanks darling, I thought you deserved a treat tonight," De Ann said in her huskiest voice as she arched her back and sucked in a giant breath of air that pushed her tits up and out to further enhance Trent's grip as he struggled to reach around her twin globes. Trent started to grind his cock into his wife's ass as he continued to squeeze her fantastic tits through the paper-thin tank top. "No, I think you are the one who deserves a treat. Can you feel the surprise I have for you?" Trent asked playfully. De Ann knew from her husband's tone and the rigidity of the cock grinding against her ass that he was horny and wanted to fuck. For some reason she felt both pride and anger at this realization. Pride that her husband found her desirable, but anger at his sexual advances. She felt very confused at her conflicting emotions. But the one thing she was sure of was that she wasn't going to reward his lecherous behavior. "Let's go to bed darling, I've hard a hard day and could really use some sleep." Trent couldn't believe what he was hearing. After the display of exhibitionism that she put on tonight, she must really mean, 'let's go to bed and screw'. With that Trent nearly ran up back to the bedroom with great anticipation. In the bedroom De Ann took off her clothes and turned her back towards Trent who had already climbed in bed, her ass and cunt in clear view of Trent. "God, I want to fuck you," Trent said not able to hold back his burning lust. "I can't believe you said that to me," De Ann exclaimed with genuine anger. "How dare you treat me like a common whore." Trent mumbled an apology and watched disappointed as De Ann pulled on her pajamas, went to bed and rolled away from him. A tear rolled down De Ann's face. "After all," she thought, "I'm not a whore, I'm a slut." * What will happen to De Ann in the next installment? Will Candice get to enjoy a horny Trent? Will Raven get others involved in De Ann's semi-private humiliation? What about outside forces – people who are not involved in Raven & Candice's scheme of revamping the petite housewife into their personal plaything? Find out the answers to these questions and many more that you are wondering about in the next installment of "The Vegas Adventure" StryWrter7