0 comments/ 39808 views/ 18 favorites Dangerous Heels Pt. 01 By: captainhappy Connie had just bought a really cute dress for a party that was going on that weekend when it struck her that she didn't have any shoes to match. Nothing even close really. The new dress was a nice royal blue with white piping accents and a bit of lace inlay. Finding the right shoes to match was proving to be difficult. No one had that heel that really spoke to her or looked similar. Connie prided herself on good style and fashion sense. So the shoe had to be perfect. She was headed to a larger store when a little shoe and boot store caught her eye. In a small strip center she spotted the shop and figured she may as well take a chance and see what they had. After all at this point their selection couldn't be any worse than what she had already seen. Walking in she was pleasantly surprised to see a very stylish array of shoes, boots, heels, and footwear. A dark haired man with a name tag that said, 'Alfonso' smiled and approached her as she looked over the collection. He was charming and well built under his suit, and Connie couldn't help but to take a second look at him, which he seemed to notice. She blushed and looked back at the rack but Alfonso drew closer and spoke. "Good afternoon! What are we looking for today? Something special? Perhaps for an event or to match some new clothing?" He was good, she thought to herself as she brushed her soft brown bangs from her eyes and returned his smile. "Actually I just got this new dress and I'm looking to accentuate it as fashionably as I can." He nodded. "Oh very nice. May we see the new dress?" "Yes of course." She said and dug in her bag before producing the blue and white garment. As she held it up he chuckled. "I meant that you should go to one of our changing rooms and put on the new dress so we can match you to the right shoe or boot." "Huh? You want me to model it?" "Of course. Alfonso is very good at this. But he must see in order to best find you the perfect matching footwear. Dressing rooms are right over there. I'll be here when you return, then we can get started." She nodded and headed for the dressing room. He was an oddball. Referring to himself in first person. She was feeling a bit strange modeling this for the shoe salesman, but what the Hell? If he could work better seeing it on her, then she'd do it. She put her clothes in her bag and returned in the dress, but was now aware of just how short and sexy it was. He smiled and offered her a seat. Then measured her foot, which tickled her ankles a bit. Then he took off and after another five minutes or so he returned with several shoes and boots for her to try on. Alfonso sat before her and removed her old shoes then rubbed her feet a little. "What are you doing?" She asked nervously. It felt great but it seemed a bit touchy-feely for a stranger to be doing that to her feet. "Loosening your feet up. We need a perfect fit so you will be very comfortable. Let's try on this pair first." He held up a nice looking pair of blue high heels and were close to the dress colour. She nodded and started to reach for them to put them on, but Alfonso shook his head. "Please relax mam. I'm a trained professional. I get paid to make a perfect fit. Allow me!" He lifted her leg up and slid the first of the beautiful blue heels onto her left foot. Connie was not sure but it almost felt like he was holding her leg up high enough and sitting low enough to be able to look up under her dress at her panties. He took his time as he buckled them and then did the same with the other foot. "Okay, now please stand. Then walk ten steps that way and then turn and walk back!" He demanded as he offered her a hand to help her stand up. Connie did as he suggested and was surprised when she turned to see Alfonso staring at her and mumbling quietly to himself as if critiquing her and the shoes. He looked up and down her legs and feet as well as her rear. His mannerisms at times almost like one of her gay male friends from LA. But his eyes were more the macho Italian male looking to score sex from an attractive love victim. "Stop!" He demanded when she returned. He put his hands on her left knee and calf and slid them up her leg a little. Then asked; "Do you feel any stretching or tightening here and here?" She considered the question. "Uh, a little bit. Why?" He raised an eyebrow. Then moved his hand higher and said. "Turn your foot to the right, hold it there for three seconds and then to the left." She did as he suggested as he felt her lower calf muscle and nodded. Then he shrugged and helped her sit down again before removing those shoes. "Well?" She asked, dying to know what he thought. "Those are not right for your legs or your feet. Alfonso cannot recommend those in any good faith! We must have better for a woman of your exquisite beauty! Let's try the next pair." He took off the pair much the same way he had put them on. Carefully and in a way that suggested he was looking at her crotch as much as her legs and shoes. He switched to another nice pair and the process was repeated with similar results. Walking was inspected carefully. He asked her a few questions about how they felt or if they were comfortable, and then looked once again mildly disgusted and removed them from her feet to re-box them. The third and forth pair were no different. But finally the fifth pair were low cut high-heeled boots with white trim on blue leather, and seemed a great style match. A leg lacing wrapped in a criss-cross apparently until reaching her knees where a perforated cuff rested perfectly over knee and leg areas. Before she tried them on she was almost drooling over them. They were gorgeous. Alfonso sat before her and rested her left ankle on his right shoulder as he wrapped the straps around her sexy smooth skin. There was no way that he could not see her exposed panty covered crotch as he wrapped the straps in a beautiful pattern up her lower leg and to her knee where the perforated cuff was waiting to be threaded and tied off. The only two saving graces to the situation was that no one else was around to see this and if they had been, his body would have blocked their view. He smiled and as he secured the strap, his left hand rested on her upper thigh. To her surprise he cupped her upper thigh along the lower left side with his left hand, and the lower right side with his right hand. Then he glanced into her eyes for a moment with a mischievous grin and said, "Turn your ankle back and forth slowly for about minute. I need to check for a good fit. Don't stop for any reason until Alfonso calls out the time to stop! Let's see if this is the special one for a special lady?" Connie nodded. "Fine!" She said wanting to get the test over with, but knowing he'd draw out his viewing pleasure. She began moving her foot from side to side. As she feared, Alfonso's hands moved along her thigh on either side, but gradually moved up until the back and side of his left hand was brushing over her panty covered crotch while his other hand squeezed her muscles gently. She closed her eyes and after what seemed like an eternity he called the time and told her to switch legs and try the other boot on. Once more the process repeated itself except that this time instead of just brushing her panty crotch he rubbed his knuckles up and down on her tender throbbing crotch. She shuddered and jumped. He smiled. "Okay get up and walk for me like before." She got up still a bit aroused and shaking from his touch. Then she walked the walk as he studied her carefully. When he had her stop he made her turn and this time he clasped her upper thigh and buttocks and told her to take two steps forward as he squeezed these. Then had her turn again and clasped her right knee and had her take two more steps back. "Perfect! You need to see these in the mirror. THESE are the ones!" She smiled as he gathered her things and helped her to the dressing room. Unlike before, she was not alone. He stepped into the dressing room with her and set her stuff under the bench seat. Then closed and locked the door. "Look in the mirror. See how perfect they look on you?" He offered. Connie nodded. "I love these! Thank you Alfonso!" She hugged him in her excitement and then to her surprise things got strange. Alfonso kissed her passionately muffling her gasps of surprise as he pressed her against the back of the changing booth. His tie had come off and to her surprise he cinched this around her wrists, muffling her gasps of shock with a long deep French kiss. He held her wrists above her head and wrapped them up with the tie. Then wrapped them behind her head to the brass clothing hook on the wall. Connie tried to break free but the tie held her wrists behind her head as she squirmed until he broke the kiss and smiled, looking deeply into her eyes. His hands slid along her sides until he lowered himself into a squat. But then he cupped the back of either knee and pulled them up causing her to lose her footing and fall down into a sitting position on the changing bench with her arms now stretched up above her head. "What in God's name do you think you're doing Alfonso? Let me go this very instance!" She demanded. He reached into a jacket pocket and pulled out a ball with what looked like a strap running through it. "What the Hell is that for?" She huffed as she squirmed and struggled to pull free of the hook. Alfonso unhooked his belt and unzipped his pants causing them to fall and reveal himself to the stunned woman he had just secured. She stared at his growing erection in disbelief. "If you think that we are gnnnggggmmph!" He shoved the ball gag into her mouth as she spoke and quickly secured it behind her head. Gagged and tied to the back wall hook Connie tried to kick at him. But he grabbed her legs and pinned them in his thighs. Then he pulled her right leg out from his clamped legs and fought with her until he was able at last to force her boot ankle into the brass hanger on the right side of the changing booth wall. He took one of the ankle straps and secured it to the hook effectively locking her right ankle and foot in place. All of her struggles were futile as he repeated this with her left leg until it too was secured into the left wall hooks. He stepped back to look at her and grinned at his handiwork. Connie was trapped and her legs spread wide apart. She looked at Alfonso as he stepped out of his pants and smiled the type of smile that only a horny man would share. With wide-eyed panic she shook her head no. But Alfonso nodded and smiled, then knelt before her and pulled her tiny panty crotch to the left as he lowered his mouth to her pussy and began to tongue her upper labia petals and against her throbbing clitoral hood. She jumped and squirmed and shook and groaned. But this was not an escape attempt. She knew that her chance to flee was lost to her the moment she entered the booth and first found Alfonso closing and locking the door behind them both. As the pleasure built up in her lower body he ability to resist and her will to try became far more pliable. She grunted helplessly as he licked and sucked and fingered her. The green of her eyes focused on his swelling manhood. She wondered how long until he'd make her suck his cock? And after that she knew what came next. She'd be fucked! Raped and helpless in a booth after succumbing to the charms and sly moves of a sleazy macho Italian shoe salesman! And for what? To find the perfect heels for a party she might never even see? Who knew what he might do to her after this was over? Kill her to hide his crime? Maybe use store security cameras to blackmail her for more sex? Maybe just let her go without fear of what she might do back to him? It was impossible to know. Alfonso didn't wait for her to suck his cock. He removed her gag allowing her to catch her breath for a moment. But gagged her again with another long kiss. This time guiding his erection to her wet hot vagina and sliding it into her with powerful strokes and no hesitation. As his cock rammed into her pussy he held a cupped hand over her mouth to keep her silent. She moaned and let out muffled sounds as he pounded her hard and would have made her scream if not for his hand. He got fasted and faster and suddenly Connie climaxed wildly. The orgasm shaking her with great force, but coupled with an erupting erection as Alfonso shot his load into her body at the same moment! He gasped. "THAT was great!" His breathing labored as much as hers was. To her relief he unhooked her right leg and let it lower to the floor. Then he unhooked her left leg. His hands cupped her waist and he helped to lift her up a little. "Stand up and turn around!" He demanded. She straightened her legs as she turned with her back to him. She was waiting for him to reach past her and release her wrists. But was surprised once more when he pulled up the ball gag that was resting on her neck and secured it into her mouth again. Then he kicked her legs apart and made her spread them so he could secure her boots to the bench legs. She would have asked him what he was doing, but the gag shot that idea to Hell. Besides which, she knew damn well what he was doing. It just didn't seem possible that he'd be hard again so soon after his last ejaculation. But he was hard, and unlike the last time, this time Alfonso stayed hard for well over two hours while all Connie could do was moan, writhe, and assume each new position he tried with his sexy captive. For two hours he fucked her all over the place. Then finally stopped screwing her and removed the ball gag. He untied her, unlocked the dressing room door, and stepped outside leaving her exhausted, fulfilled, confused, and eager to leave. She paid for the shoes then got in her car and drove off in silence. Connie waited for the tide of emotional backlash that she knew must take place to wash over her. But oddly nothing happened. As a psychologist by trade she was surprised by her lack of response. Where was her resentment, rage, or shame? Nothing went on in her mind. In fact oddly where she would normally spend endless hours and days on days of follow ups analyzing what happened and how she felt about it, she was now having difficulty holding the thought in her head. In fact she was losing interest in even thinking about it. Connie drove home and instead of thinking about it or journaling she took off her clothes and took a bath. Then ate some lunch and sat down to work on a book that she was coauthoring with were friend and coworker Dr. Denise Barris. The two psychologists were studying human interactions and behavioral responses to powerful events and stimuli. Their book explored human reactions and responses to various events and what drove people to think and act in the ways that they do. To this day she was in love with their title. "I feel, therefore I am!" As she wrote she listened to classical music on Public Radio. Hours passed and eventually she stopped writing and called Denise to check in and see what she was doing? The two women chatted for quite some time. Denise had a curious tone to her voice. "So, anything interesting going on today?" Connie smiled as she replied. "I got a beautiful pair of blue and white heels and a cute dress for the party this weekend. The dress and the shoes really fit me well and look good on me." Denise's voice had an interesting tone to it. "Really? Where'd you get those?" "Oh I found a little shoe store called "Style with sole" but it's spelled s-o-l-e and not s-o-u-l. Cute place! Great selection! I was able to get something perfect from the store!" "Wow! How nice! Were there a lot of people in the shop?" "Not too many. It was nice. I got a good price too, so I'm a happy camper." "Were you there long?" Connie thought about it a moment. "Not really. Maybe five or six minutes. Why?" "Sorry just curious how your shopping day was?" "So what about the dress? Where'd you find it?" "Oh it was at Penny's. It's REALLY cute. And it really fits well in my size!" "Outstanding. Maybe I'll do some shopping there. I could use a few fresh new looks." "Denise, you should do that. Get a cute dress and find yourself some sexy heels to match. You'll love it! I did!" Suddenly there was a background click and Denise changed subjects. "Hey babe, that's Mike on the other line. I have to go. We'll chat more later!" "You got sweetie. Have a good one. Say Hi for me okay?" Denise laughed. "Will do. Later babe!" Connie hung up the phone and smiled. She was having a great day. She felt good. She'd have to get more stuff at both stores in the future. She went back to work on the book text on her computer. What a nice day! Dangerous Heels Pt. 02 Psychologist Connie Hatcher continues to encounter some very atypical situations which put her in some very compromising positions. Oddly afterward her memory of specific events seems a bit clouded. She's not quite sure, but something odd is going on. Sooner or later, she'd get to the bottom of it! ***** The music was awesome, the company outstanding, and Denise and Connie both looked amazing. This party comprised not only their colleagues but also some of their clients as well. A lot of the folks who came in for therapy had been steadily working on their psychological issues for years and had developed close relationships and trust with their psychologists and therapists. Everyone was apparently having a great time as well, if the smiles and dancing bodies was any fair indicator. John Tucker came up to the two women and looked them over. "I had no idea you two clean up so nice! WOW!" Denise and Connie laughed. "We have our moments. And look at you John. I didn't think you even knew how to spell suit, let alone own one!" "Are you kidding me ladies? I stole this from a little midget tailor at a suit show." He winked. Denise smiled. "If you had paid him, he might've made sure you got one that actually fit you." Without missing a beat John shook his head. "Nahhhhhhhhh, then I'd look like everyone else and that's just boring. Besides, you're both psychologists! That means you're attracted to strange and odd folks. Why would I wanna look normal? Get outta here!" He laughed. They laughed too. Connie shook her head. "You know we can't date patients John." "Who said anything about dating? I just want a quick few hours of thrills!" "Only a few hours? We'll have to pass." John shrugged. "Your loss. My right hand says I'm quite the lover!" Then he cocked his head and stared off into space for a moment as if deep in thought. "Of course I am seeing professional help for my mental state, so uh,... I could be mistaken." He grinned and walked off to get another drink. Denise looked at Connie and the two of them started laughing and giggling. These parties were always the best. One thing was sure; between the patients and the staff at the monthly get togethers there were always a lot of really interesting personalities and characters present. Doctor Klines approached them with drinks in hand. "Quite the party this month eh?" Denise and Connie nodded. "John just paid us a visit. He's quite a fun character. You must enjoy having him as one of yours." Klines was an older man with a strange squint in his left eye. He had a short and neatly trimmed whitish-gray beard and mustache, which had everyone in the office privately joking that he looked like Sigmund Freud reincarnated. Of course no one told him this. "Oh yes. He's a charmer if you don't mind listening to his endless hours of obsessive discussions about his step sister, his aunt, his mother, and all of his female relatives, as well as the women who resemble them that he has dated or slept with." He said with a sort of bored and clinically detached tone in his voice. "That bad eh?" Doctor Klines smiled and shook his head. "No. Actually I have a LOT worse than John. And a lot more destructive personalities to deal with as well." Denise nodded. "Tell me about it. You should speak with some of ours. Kirk is my favorite." Connie giggled. "Yes, the 'dog whisperer' we call him. Thinks he can speak with dogs in their animal tongue and that they have a complex secret language and plan to take over the entire planet by first establishing generations of passive canine-human relationships until the day when they are in a position to reveal to us their true conquering natures! But of course he is spying on them and gathering intelligence, which he shares with his lucky state appointed psychologists in a weekly report. He writes hundreds and hundreds of papers and expects us to read everything and tell him what he should do to help interfere with their plan?" Klines nodded chuckling softly. "Send him to see Cesar Millan, the Dog Whisperer from TV." Denise shook her head. "Oooooooh no! He HATES Cesar. Thinks he's being misled by dogs and perpetuating false information to the human race! Don't get him started on that one!" They laughed and chatted for a while and then moved on as the party continued. Later when the party was winding down Dr. Klines approached Connie and quietly pulled her aside. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but I have a problem and since we are at the office I was wondering if you could come with me to my office and help me take care of something? I'd ask my secretary, but she left already and you have about the same proportions." Connie raised a curious eyebrow. "Excuse me? And just what are we talking about Doctor Klines?" "My desk is rather cumbersome and it's close to the wall on one side. I have a file that dropped there earlier and I can't reach between the space to get it. Plus my knees don't bend so well. But I thought that perhaps you could reach it and I'd be able to take it home and review it tonight? I hate to impose but I'm not as nimble as I once was. Would you mind trying? I think your arms are thin enough and you may be able to help me get my file back. I don't want to wait all weekend until Monday because by the time Kim gets here I won't have but a few minutes to go over the case before my client shows." Connie laughed and offered him her arm. "I'd be delighted to try Doctor Klines!" He smiled and hooked his right arm through her offered left. "Thank you Doctor Hatcher! I really do appreciate you doing this for me." Old Doctor Klines unlocked the door and let them into the office, then closed it behind them and walked over to the desk. He turned on a couple of lamps and then pointed to the narrow gap between the large desk and the wall. "The lip from the desk top of this big monster prevents anyone from sticking their arm straight down. But there's a wider gap along the side. Maybe from the floor level you could reach it? I can shine a flashlight down if you can't see the file?" But Connie could see it. It was about midway in and in the space between the wall and the bottom of the desk. The manila folder with its charts and file information was clearly visible. "No that's okay. I can see it. I'll see if I can reach it. It'll be a little tight, but I should be able to get it for you." He smiled. "Thank you so much! I really appreciate this! You have no idea!" She grinned. "No problem!" Then Connie knelt down before realizing that squatting down wasn't going to work. It was pretty far back. She got on her hands and knees and began to reach through the tight gap to grab the file. As she stretched in her arm the narrow space made for slow progress. It was tight, but not so bad that she couldn't do it. She just had to move slowly and take her time. She was up to her shoulder and with her eyes closed her fingers found the file and gripped it. But this tightened the muscles in her forearm and upper arm and she found herself stuck. She jerked a couple times but was unable to move her arm or retract it. "Is everything okay?" He asked her. She took a breath. "Yeah, I'm just stuck at the moment. Don't worry though. I'm sure we can figure out something." "Maybe I can help you?" "I don't see how Doctor Klines." "I can pull you while you pull carefully too. We can get you and the file out together okay?" She shrugged. "Fine! Let's try it." Behind her she felt his hands on her waist. He got a firm grip and then spoke. "Ready Doctor Hatcher?" She nodded. "Yes. Go for it!" They both pulled but she remained in place in spite of their efforts. If anything she moved out only a very tiny bit. "I need to get a better grip. Then we can try again." He said. Connie could feel his hands now on her upper thighs. After a moment he pulled again and she joined him, but still they barely made any progress. This was obviously going to take a while. "Okay let's keep trying!" She offered and again she felt him pulling as she also tugged. The tugging and jerking continued and gradually Doctor Klines legs and hips began to brush the back of her own with each tug. The old man occasionally bumped or ground her butt with his hips. But slowly they had made a little progress. Connie also noticed something as she focused with her eyes closed. As he bumped and met her butt with his hips, she could have sworn that old Doc Klines had a swelling growing in his pants crotch. Was he actually aroused and getting turned on by this? She smiled. Dumb question. He was a man. Of course. It was natural for that to happen. She wasn't about to make a scene or an issue of that. They continued with a break after a few minutes. They still had a long way to go. After a few more tugs Connie noticed something else too. The air seemed just a bit cooler and fresher over her bum since their last break. As they pulled and tugged his obvious erection continued to bump her a few times. He was definitely aroused she thought to herself. It didn't help matters that she was on her hands and knees in her cute blue cocktail dress and those wild high heels. His hands had seemed to slip a few times too and though she did not want to draw any attention to the situation and embarrass the old man, it almost felt like the slipping and warm hands of her tugging colleague had inched her panties down her thighs a little ways. Perhaps that was why she felt a little breeze during his thrusting jerks and pulls? After a few more pulls Connie felt something new. This time when Klines thrust his pelvis forward as he pulled hard on her thighs with his hands, a hard thick veined erection pressed her moist sweating labia petals and plunged into her pussy so deeply that she gasped in astonishment at the sheer length of the old man. She had heard a sound earlier that must have been his pants zipper opening and as she gasped in stunned disbelief, he began to trust into her at a pace she would not have believed possible for someone his age! Apparently the old man was far less feeble than he let on. As she cried out he rammed into her with increasing speed and power. "Oh Fuck! Oh my God! D-doctor K-Klines!" Now his thumbs deftly hooked into the sides of her panty elastic bands and tugged them down almost to her knee tops without missing a beat on his penetrating powerful thrusts. "W-what the fuck? W-what are you doing?" She cried. But he gave no answer and she knew perfectly well what he was doing. But she couldn't believe it. Not from someone like mild old Doctor Klines. He untied her top strap behind her head and pulled it down as she felt his rough old hands cupping and caressing her breasts and nipples. She tried to reach back with her free arm allowing her trapped left shoulder to bear her body weight as she attempted to push him back with her free right arm. But it was useless. He had her in a very bad position and she knew almost immediately that there was no getting out of this. For as long as he wanted to he could fuck her. And that's just what he did. Klines varied the pace a bit between strong deep fast thrusting to slow deliberate penetration as he wet a finger and then tickled her clitoris. Connie gasped and moaned and jumped as he stroked her. The old man had some definite skills. She gasped. "Y-y-you're not gonna stop! I-I know that. A-ah-ahhhrrrrrrrrrre y-yoooooou gonna f-f-fuck m-m-me all n-night?" He chuckled. "I'm a dirty old man Doctor Hatcher, not a super hero! There are limits to my energy and time my dear." She moaned as he continued. "I plan to keep fucking you for as long as I wish, then we're done! But for now just shut up and ride my cock!" She gasped in defeated resignation. "Yes sir..." He laughed and kissed the back of her neck. His cock pulsated and throbbed as it moved in and out of her. As he fucked her he lightly pinched and tugged at her firm hard nipples. He reached under with his right hand and rubbed her clit as he sped up and she groaned and gasped. As she squirmed and shook to his touch her arm continued to keep her locked in place. A constant reminder of just how helpless she was. Her mind raced as she wondered if he had planned this all along, or if the sudden sexual exploitation came from an opportunity that had fueled the old man's libido? Was it the continuous tugging and staring at her in heels and a sexy dress that had caused him to snap and decide to fuck her? Maybe he'd planned the whole thing. Wouldn't that be wild? Whatever the case was his monstrous cock was twitching and throbbing inside her tightening vaginal canal as he drew closer and closer to climaxing. Connie cried out and panted as her vagina tightened and contracted. Her uterine muscles rippled tightly over the thick hard shaft of his as it continued to fuck her at a relentless pace. Her heart raced and her breathing was labored. She'd never in a million years have guessed that an old man would be fucking her like this. Suddenly he grabbed her hair and pulled her head back hard and held her head by her ponytail as he snapped at her. "Ride it you dirty little whore! Ride my cock!" Then she spasmed and her orgasm shook her as he ejaculated into her body and pounded her with his thrusts. As she came he continued to stroke himself in and out of her until at last he began to lose the erection and finally shrank and grew softer. Connie gasped and spasmed and finally exhaled a deep sigh as he pulled out and released her hair causing her head to fall forward as she panted and caught her breath. What a wild climax! "I'll be right back. Then we'll work on getting you out of there Doctor Hatcher!" She nodded, still unable to say much as she tried to calm her nerves and twitching body down. Connie heard him unlock and open the door and then close it again behind him. He probably has to go to the boy's room she thought. What a crazy evening she'd had! She was still trying to reconcile with Doctor Klines being a dirty old pervert with a big hardon to fuck her. She played it over and over in her mind. He'd fucked her pretty good too! She had to admit that. He knew what he was doing. Probably set the whole thing up too she thought. After a few minutes he returned and approached her. He knelt down beside her and offered her a cup of cold water, which she gladly accepted. He took the cup and set it on his desk and then stared at her for a moment grinning. "So now what?" He chuckled. "Now let's get you out of there!" She tugged on her arm but it was still stuck. He shook his head. "Close your eyes and focus. This time instead of fucking you after a few tugs, I'll pull harder and help get you free! Ready?" She nodded and closed her eyes. "On three. One, two, three!" He tugged at the same time as she pulled and to her amazement the desk seemed to move a little and her arm with his file in hand shot out from where it had been trapped. She gasped in amazed relief. "THAT was incredible! I don't know how but we did it!" Then she heard a zipper open and looked up to see John Tucker standing there holding his penis at face level to her. As her mouth opened in shock he grabbed the back of her head and slid his cock into her mouth. "It's easier when someone like me tugs on one corner of the desk to get it to release your arm Doctor! Now be a good girl and suck me hard!" As he held her head and lightly thrust his hips back and forth his penis grew stiffer and harder. He was not the girthy long giant that Dr. Klines had been. But he wasn't small either. An average hard cock that was obviously full and ready as he humped her face lightly. Connie glanced up at him nervously. Doctor Klines pointed to his large leather padded desk and smiled. "When you're done getting a blow job John lift her up here. Let's play a little while!" She glanced at Doctor Klines and noted that as he watched John Tucker thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth while his hands held her head firmly, the old man's cock was starting to twitch a bit. Suddenly John pulled out and lifted her up under her armpits so she was facing him. At the same time Doctor Klines pulled her panties down to her ankles and then off of her. John kissed her and then turned and lifted her up, setting her down on the edge of the padded leather boarder rail of his huge desk. She looked at him as if to reproach him, but was pushed back and then John grabbed her hips, kneeling down to bury his face in her pussy. Connie gasped as his tongue darted in and out and over her petals and flesh while Doctor Klines smiled and nodded and moved around to the other side of his desk. He was a little way from the edge when he turned her face toward his semi-flaccid penis and told her to suck his cock. Hesitantly Connie reached for it and gingerly took the head into her mouth. She ran her tongue around and under his cock, which had an immediate affect as it grew and swelled a little in her mouth. Klines caressed her breasts while Tucker's intense lustful eyes stared at her from between her thighs where his tongue had her trembling once more. As the wild pleasure sensation swept through her loins and her body responded to the touch and probing it was receiving she panted and gasped. Connie tried to divert her full focus to what Klines was doing, but was distracted when John Tucker stood and grabbed her ankles firmly in either hand, then held her legs wide apart and with a single thrust drove himself into her wet tingling pussy. "See that Doctor Hatcher? I told you you were attracted to strange people! I know you said you don't date or fuck patients, but apparently patients do fuck you huh?" She didn't dignify his glee filled boast with a response. "I've been wanting to fuck you and Doctor Barris for a long time! And now here you are with my prick up your tight little wet twat! Wow! I love this Doctor!" He continued as he fucked her. After about ten minutes Doctor Klines spoke up. "Let's change things a little bit shall we John?" John nodded and grinned as old man Klines climbed up onto the desk and sat back. Then laying down he grabbed Connie and spun her around to sit on top of his now bare torso and chest. He reached down between her spread legs and guided his cock up into her pussy, which once more made Connie groan in comparative delight. Klines began thrusting his cock slowly up and down into her while holding her waist and torso horizontally like his own. Then to her stunned and nervous disbelief, John came up behind her and oiled her butt until she was oily and wet and he began to finger and lubricate her rectum. Connie gasped and begged John not to but couldn't stop what happened next. "No! Please John don't you dare... ungggggggggh!" Slowly stroke after stroke John forced his heavily oiled cock deeper and deeper into her tight sphincter. She cried and gasped and tried to shake and wriggle free. But both men held her fast as he worked in and finally began to screw her ass. The pain lasted a good eight or nine minutes before it finally started to level out and then be replaced by a dull but growing new sensation; pleasure! Inside of her she could feel the two men's cocks pistoning in and out, back and forth, until the wild pleasure built and grew within her body. This time the orgasm came swiftly and as she cried out and rocked and thrashed in pleasure and hot wetness, John blew his load up in her ass and then pulled out and sat down while Klines continued to fuck her vaginally. He took a Kleenex and wiped himself dry, then gave her a sharp slap on the ass and left the old man with the heavily panting woman as they continued to heave and move on the desk top. After a few more minutes Klines moved her off of his torso and got down off of the desk. Dangerous Heels Pt. 02 He pointed to the far side of the desk. "Stand here!" He demanded. She climbed off slowly and stood at the front of the desk. Then Klines leaned her forward and as she leaned across the desk he kicked her legs softly wider and wider apart until she was stretched out and bent over and gripping the leather bumper for what was to come. Now Klines slid his thick shaft back inside of her and fucked her like crazy. Connie held on as best she could as the old man freaked her out with his heart pounding energy! Like so many men before in her past experiences had taught her, the moment a guy has shot his load and gets a second wind and second erection, he no longer needs to blow his load. Which means he's going to fuck for a lot longer than he otherwise could! Klines was showing her this life lesson once more as he fucked her for nearly an hour and a half. Sometimes she was over his desk, and other times she was slouched back in a large chair. Laying down on his examination couch, or standing with one leg lifted and trapped as he pinned her to the wall. Klines fucked her slowly and methodically, and then fast and hard. He took her clothes off entirely so that she was only in her wild sexy new heels! And when at last he finally came again Connie was exhausted. She passed out and didn't know what happened next. But Klines took her clothes, purse, and car keys and carried her down the hall to the parking garage elevator. With her naked body draped over his shoulder he entered the garage and found her car. Then lowered her into the back seat and covered her up with her dress. When she woke up she was in her own bed. It was a sunny Saturday morning and she was unsure of how she had gotten home. Lifting the covers she found that she was naked and her dress and shoes were draped over a dresser back. A small note on her nightstand said, "I didn't think you were in any condition to drive, so I took you home and got a cab back to my car. Your clothes are on your dresser. Don't worry about being naked around me, I've seen it all Doctor Hatcher! Sleep well and thanks for a splendid time and your help in getting my file! Sincerely, Dr. S. F. Klines." What a nice thing to do! Her body was strangely sore. Why was she so sore? She couldn't remember much of anything. Except for a strange sexual dream in which Doctor Klines fucked her while she was on her hands and knees in his office. Or was it John Tucker? The details were fuzzy and she wondered if anyone had spiked her drink? Connie went to her book notes and started to add more stuff to her computer. She wrote and wrote until at last she had to take a break and get on with other tasks. She went to the kitchen and made something to eat, then thought about her partner and decided after she ate she'd give Denise a call and see if she'd had any interesting adventures during the party? Dangerous Heels Pt. 03 By now you are on the third installment you may be noticing a pattern or the fact that Connie seems to be swiftly forgetting her encounters after things are completed. This is no accident. Read on and enjoy! ***** Tim walked up to the big wooden front door and studied the ornate carved inlay for a moment. He'd been her lawn maintenance guy for a good year now. He mowed her grass weekly, and did hedge trimming, weeding, and pest treatments monthly. It was time for Doctor Connie Hatcher to renew her yard care contract. He knocked on the door and stood checking out her foliage. He was already making a mental note of some areas that could do with a little more attention when the front door opened up and Connie greeted him. "Hello Tim. What's up?" Tim had a clipboard in his hand and looked up at her with a big friendly grin as he brushed his blondish-red bangs from his forehead with his other hand. " Hi Doctor Hatcher! It's been a year since you signed up for my lawn care services. I'm hoping that I've done a good job and wanted to know if you plan to renew your contract and do another year with us?" He looked over the attractive woman. She was in a large oversized T-shirt and apparently not much else. He noticed that her hard pert nipples left little solid drape marks where the cotton material rested on them. "Wow has it been a year already?" She said smiling and looking at his clipboard. "I guess it has been hasn't it?" He nodded. "Yes mam, it has. Time flies as they say. Did you want to sign on and pay for another year?" She liked Tim. He had bright friendly green eyes and a great smile. Plus a strong well muscled tan body. "What? Oh yes, of course! Please come in. Let me look this over while we talk in an air conditioned house okay?" He followed her in and closed the door behind himself. "Yes mam. That sounds good." "Would you like some water Tim?" "No thank you Doctor Hatcher. I have a cold Gatorade in my truck in a cooler. But thank you!" She grinned. "Well follow me into the kitchen so I can grab a pen and look this over okay?" He nodded and walked behind her wondering if she was naked under her T-shirt. Psychologists were supposedly often quite nutty themselves. In the kitchen she had a small counter on an island with a couple of wooden bar stools pulled up to it. She offered him a stool and then sat down on the other stool and began to read the contract over. As she did her left leg swayed back and forth from where it rested on the higher rung of the chair that she was sitting in. Tim tried to be a professional and keep his eyes on the counter, but they strayed in small curious flashes to her nervous habit as she read each page carefully, initialing the check mark boxes that the contract required. Tim notice that his shoe lace was loosely tied and decided to pull his leg up and lean in to retie it. Of course this was also an excuse to get a closer look at the good doctor each time that her leg swung out a bit. He gasped quietly when he saw that she was indeed naked under there and with each wide swing of her leg she flashed him a bit, even though he strongly doubted that she was aware of this. He sat up trying to make sure she didn't look up suddenly and catch him staring. Be a pro he told himself quietly, though his mind wandered to what he had seen and thoughts of her nude pussy filled him making his throat constrict a bit and his chest tighten a little. Absently she raised her left leg up and placed her foot on the stool seat without once looking up as her lips silently mouthed the words to what she was reading and initialing. To the left Tim glanced and now saw her pooched out damp mound with a small clutch of neatly trimmed fine pubic hair glinting in the sunlight. Tim felt his cock stiffening in his blue jeans and he glanced nervously from her amazing exposed goodies to her face and back again. Connie continued to read and flip pages as Tim snuck peek after peek at her beautiful pussy. She was on her fourth page to the five-page contract when she started to swivel the stool seat back and forth a bit while reading and keeping her knee and foot where they were. Could she be doing this deliberately? He wondered. Was this some sort of test? Maybe a subtle invitation? Or perhaps she was just so engrossed that she'd forgotten that she had male company over as she read the agreement. She got to page five and absently lowered her leg though she continued to swivel the seat from side to side. Finally she looked up and smiled. She signed the contract and handed it back to him. "It looks good Tim. I'll go get my purse and write you a check." He nodded taking the clipboard back. "Thank you mam." Connie got up and went to her bedroom to get her purse. Tim pondered his earlier thoughts. Was she testing him? What was going on? He got up off of the stool and paced a moment. What if it was a hint? Should he act on it? She was single after all. Connie was having a hard time finding the checkbook in her large and cluttered purse. As she rummaged through it Tim stepped into the doorway and watched her. She didn't see him and after a moment wondered if she had left the check book in her other purse, which was under the bed? She walked with her back to him to the bed and crawled part way across the bed to look down on the floor on the other side of the bed. Her purse strap was just showing. Connie started to reach for it when Tim made up his mind. It had to be a sex game she was playing. He was pretty sure she'd seen him in her bedroom doorway and was waiting for him to make a move on her. She had grabbed the purse strap and started to back up on the mattress to the edge of the bed when suddenly she felt a strong pair of rugged hands on her hips. She gasped and dropped the strap causing the purse to fall back to the other side of the bed on the floor. Tim flipped up her T-shirt and pulled her hips and her body to the edge of her mattress. She was so stunned that she said nothing when the male hands held her and something hard pushed against her soft damp pussy lips. Te lawn man Tim! She thoughts as his cock slid into her body. He moved at a slow but deliberate pace holding her hips as she gasped and suddenly cried out. "OH FUCK!" He knew then she'd been teasing him. Playing to try to catch his interest. Well, she'd succeeded. Tim started fucking her and used his free hand to pull off his T-shirt while his left hand kept a strong grip on her thigh! "T-Tim? Y-You're f-fucking me!" She cried in amazed disbelief. "Yes mam! I sure am!" He confessed to her utter amazement. He was quite brazen and direct she thought as he started to speed up a little. Tim had a slight up curve to his penis and while he was not particularly long he was massively thick. His cock stretched her and filled her as he drove it deeper and stronger into her body. She panted and gasped. As he fucked her he slid the oversized T-shirt up her body and over her head until it fell down her arms leaving her wrists covered and the rest of her naked. Connie was in good shape and he smiled as he watched her moving as he impaled her on his thrusting erection. Her body jarred and her moans filling the bedroom during their lusty little fuck session. What a wild woman he thought! "Oh my God!" She gasped trying to gather her thoughts. How had this happened? "T-Tim? Y-you c-can't just c-come in h-here and f-fu-fuck m-me like th-this on m-my h-hands and kn-nees!" She panted as he rocked her body with his strong thrusts. He nodded. "Yeah I know!" He agreed, but continued to fuck her hard. "You know? Th-that's g-g-good T-Tim!" She gasped as he made her heart pound and her legs tremble. She was tingling and stimulated. His left hand cupped her right breast under her torso while his right hand rubbed her clitoris. Te whole time his cock continued to screw her pussy with tight hard energetic thrusts. She closed her eyes. It felt so good. But this was just wrong. "Tim!" She cried. "Th-th-this is w-wronnnnngggg! W-We have to st-stop!" She gasped as her vagina grew wetter and her orgasm was building. To her surprise he stopped. "You're right mam. I can't just fuck you like that all day!" She collapsed onto her belly and tried to catch her breath as she breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you Tim." She whispered weakly. He smiled and rolled her over staring at her nude form and beautiful breasts. She closed her eyes and tried to figure out what she was going to say next and how her lawn man had suddenly decided to screw her? Tim grabbed her legs and lined then up to his chest quickly, then leaned over her and pressed his cock into her pooched out pussy as she opened her eyes in further shocked disbelief! She was on her back with her legs pressed to her chest and his torso. His cock was sunken all the way into her and his arms on either side of her body kept hers pinned down as he began to thrust in and out of her. It was a strange and super powerful sensation that robbed her of coherent thought for a moment and filled her body with pleasure! Tim kissed her deeply and she breathed wildly through her nose as the muscular lawn man fucked her in a position that gave him the deepest and tightest possible penetration. Connie grunted during the kiss, but she couldn't protest with her mouth full of his tongue. He'd gagged her with a romantic kiss and after he broke it off and began fucking her faster and harder she never recovered her breathing long enough to protest. Instead as she lay bent in a 'U' shape on her back, her strange lover fucked her until she climaxed wildly beneath him. She bucked and shook and he smiled and kissed her again. Then he turned her on her side and straddled her left leg. He held her right to his chest and slid his erection back into her love tunnel causing her to gasp and look down. Once more he was fucking her and as she panted he spoke again. "See that Doctor Hatcher? I'm not just fuckin' ya on your hands and knees! I know all kinds of ways to fuck your pussy mam. I promise ya!" He said smiling that boyish and mischievous grin that she had found so alluring. She started to open her mouth but he stuck two fingers into it and told her, "Suck it baby! That's it! Suck it good!" There was no undoing what was happening Connie realized as she felt him screwing her pussy. Trying to make him stop now was pointless. She gasped and sucked his fingers as he nodded and smiled and leaned down to suck her breasts in his eager mouth. Shifting mental gears from resistance to participation was easier than she thought it might be. Her focus became pleasure. His and her own. She bucked and writhed and ground back as best she could. Her muscles were tightening and intensifying as they rippled and tingled with each powerful stroke of his member. After a while Tim was on his back with Connie straddling him and facing him to study his expressions as she ground her pelvis back and forth. She smiled and worked on him. It felt good and she hoped he was also having an equally strong experience. Tim smiled and reached up and then pulled her forward after a few minutes. He kissed her and as she tried to straighten and continue her work after the kiss she found his hands on her upper and her lower back keeping her held downward and forward. "Let me up and I can ride you a lot more dear!" She offered, but he chuckled. Suddenly he began to thrust up at a pace that was like a sexual jackhammer. His balls slapping her as his cock pistoned in and out at a very high speed. She cried out is amazement. "Oh my God!" He huffed and spoke as he rammed her keeping her pinned and helpless. "No offense Doctor Hatcher, but when I fuck a woman I fuck her! She doesn't fuck me. I fuck her! That's the way a man fucks! That's the way your getting' fucked! And until it's done with, that's what Tim's gonna keep on doin' to ya! I fuck you, and you get fucked. That girly gyrating is cute an' all, but its time to get back to fuckin' baby!" Connie felt him as he had her gasping and shaking uncontrollably. It felt so good. His energy and strength was intense. And there was something strangely arousing about being 'taken' the way he was taking her. She and Denise had studied this before in great depth. The psychology of dominance and submission. The interplay of male and female. There was very likely a genetic predisposition toward both arousal and compliance with an alpha male during times of possessive carnal sex. For the male it was not just a possession thing. It was a display of power and strength for benefit of his own ego and psyche as well as that of whatever female he was dominating in bed. For the woman it was a sense of unbridled raw intimacy on a very primitive and carnal level. Being controlled and possessed was almost an emotional correspondence to genetic markers for love and commitment. Being claimed. Being a part of a very primal relationship. Whatever it lacked in tenderness and romance it made up for in passion and unspoken bonding that transcended words. That's why so many women were stimulated by forced or lustful situations involving a highly sexual and demanding or controlling male partner. Of course Connie wasn't analyzing this too heavily at the moment. These thoughts and awareness's flitted through her while her mouth moaned and groaned and cried out words that could never truly express the intensity of the pleasure that she felt at this particular moment. For a brief instance she wondered what Tim was thinking about? But then he kissed her and stopped to roll her aside and switch to a new position. He put her in a doggie style pose, but made her cross her knees over each other to tighten her thighs even more. Then knelt down with a leg on either side of hers to prevent her from moving her legs and as she waited panting, she felt him slowly insert himself back inside of her vagina. This time he felt super tight and she cried out wildly as her lawn pro plowed into her at a very brisk pace. His hands on her hips held her and kept her from jumping or bouncing away as she bucked and climaxed with a very intense orgasm. He spasmed and gasped and grunted as he came hard inside of her convulsing rippling pussy. Both of them collapsed forward on the bed, dripping with sweat and breathing hard as if they had run a marathon race. He rolled off of her gasping for air as she lay there giggling and panting wildly. What a wild climax that had been! As she breathed her body still spasmed. The climax was still shaking her with little jumpy aftershocks and Tim smiled and fingered her pussy a little to make her jump and shake. He kissed her and then fingered her a bit more while whispering into her ear. "One last time Doctor!" His fingered raced in and out and she quickly shook and built to another climax, making him smile as he watched her shake and cry out. Then he pulled out and kissed her shoulder. He got up and went to her bathroom to wash up leaving her panting and resting in the afterglow of their wild sex. After a while she joined him in the bathroom. Tim was ready to go but during their shared showed Connie gave him a blowjob and he engaged her in a ten minute "quickie" in the shower stall. But Tim was spent and not looking to be there all day in spite of his ability to get erect again. "Get dressed Doctor Hatcher. We need to finish up. I have a schedule to maintain. I'm a working man mam!" He winked and Connie laughed. She got dressed while he waited in the kitchen. Then she came out of the bedroom in a plaid mini-skirt and light knit red sweater. She handed him a check and Tim kissed her and handed her a receipt he'd already filled out. On the way out of the door as she said goodbye he gave her a strong grope on the butt and then a playful swat before heading to his truck and driving away. Connie shook her head. THAT was unexpected and crazy! She went back to the kitchen and made herself a salad. Then ate a bit and sat down at her computer to return to work on her book project. The phone rang. It was her partner Denise. Connie smiled as she spoke to her. "Oh my God Denise! You would not believe what just happened to me." She said trying to collect her thoughts. "Try me." Denise said, and Connie launched into an account of the lawn man coming by and fucking her right there on her bed while she was trying to pay him for a new contract. Connie couldn't see her face or she might have been curious, but Denise smiled a strange knowing grin as she encouraged Connie to keep talking with her soft little assurances. "Uh huh. Oh Really? You don't say! Then what happened? He did what?" etc. Dangerous Heels Pt. 04 While driving around doing her errands Dr. Connie Hatcher had a lot on her mind. She'd just gotten off the phone with her psychology partner from their office perhaps an hour earlier. Traffic was bad, but she was in good spirits. She wasn't quite sure why? The day was fairly boring. She'd worked a bit on her research and writing for a book that she and Denise were coauthoring. She'd paid for another year of lawn services from her attractive contractor Tim. Perhaps that was it. Tim had a great smile and she had a feeling that he had a nice body too. Maybe she'd get a peek at him during the hot summer days as he worked on her property. It seemed like something else had gone on but she couldn't remember anything. She shrugged. Oh well. It wasn't that important. What was important was that after dropping off a package to the post office the drivers seemed to all be insane. She turned onto West Oak Street and almost hit a guy in a green Honda as he pulled out from a side street. She grew furious, which was very out of character for her. Nevertheless she flipped him off and yelled at him as she pulled up alongside the guy. Then sped off in a tiff. As she raced away her mind cleared a little and she was surprised to realize what she had done. She NEVER acted like that. It was childish, unproductive, and very rude. All behavioral traits that she despised. What the Hell had gotten into her? She turned on the radio. Classical music always calmed her down and relaxed her nerves. It was Bach playing in the background. She took a deep breath. She was almost home. As she rounded the corner to turn onto her block she didn't notice the green Honda that followed her car at a slight distance. Connie pulled into the driveway and shut off the ignition. She dug out her house key and got out of the car as the green Honda pulled up to the curb by her house and shut off it's engine. The driver was a tall black man named Frank Harrison. Had he realized it he might have been shocked to discover that her bout of rude behavior and his sudden outrage at her snotty behavior both shared one thing in common; it was out of character for either of them. Frank Harrison was a businessman and a very success driven star within his company. He prided himself on his cool and thoughtful interactions with others. On any given day Frank was among the cream of the corporate crop and had never been impulsive, prone to anger, or anything destructive. That was not Frank. In the back of his mind, perhaps a small part of that awareness was screaming at him to get back in his car and let the situation go. But something strange within Frank was compelling him to confront her. He found himself walking up the driveway quickly to catch up to the strangely annoying and haughty bitch that had flipped him off and yelled at him like as if he were nothing. THAT pissed him off! "Hey! What's your fucking problem?" He snapped. Another thing he seldom ever did. Cussing at anyone. But now he was compelled to vent. Connie turned and saw the guy and his car. She found herself once again filled with rage and snapped back at him. "You're a fucking idiot! Where'd you learn to drive like that? Do you even have a license? 'Cause you drive like a retard!" Frank snarled. "You stupid bitch! You were speeding down the road! YOU almost hit me! Then YOU wanna call ME an idiot? Fuck you!" "No fuck YOU!" She snapped back at him and flipped him off yet again. "Fine! FUCK YOU!" He said and pushed her into the door closing it behind him. Angrily Connie hit him and he slapped her and spun her around pressing her to the wall. "Get off of me you fuckin' asshole!" She growled. Frank reached down and pulled up the hem of her plaid mini-skirt. She had on red satin thongs. Her ass jiggled as she squirmed to escape his pin. But she was stuck and Frank jerked her panties down and then unzipped his fly. "I said let me go you dick!" She threatened as she squirmed. Frank's penis was already growing stiff when he grabbed it and pressed it to her backside. Both of them were dry and he wasn't hard enough to penetrate her easily. He spit in his hand and pressed his torso against hers as he rubbed her pussy and then spit again and wet the head of his stiffening cock. He hissed into her ear and Connie gasped as she felt his penis sliding slowly deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. "No! Fuck YOU Bitch! That's what I'm gonna do! Fuck you!" And with that Frank began ramming his cock into her. Connie groaned and squirmed and tried to get free. But there was no way to get away. Frank wasn't as long as old Doctor Klines had been. He wasn't monstrously thick. But he was a little longer and bigger than most guys. Just a little, but she felt it a lot. Frank fucked her in the hallway for about three minutes but the little crazy bitch was wild and difficult to control as she fought him and cussed and moaned. So he stopped and picked her up. Connie was hoisted over his shoulder screaming and kicking and pounding her fists on his back as he carried her through the house to her bedroom. It was another strange thing if he'd been in his normal frame of mind. He may have questioned why the house seemed so familiar. The layout wasn't alien at all and he had no trouble finding her bedroom in spite of her wild thrashing and struggles. He carried her to the bed and tossed her onto the mattress. She rolled over and tried to quickly crawl away from his reach to the other side of the bed. But he was swift and grabbed her ankles pulling her back to him in one swift jerk. Frank spotted the silk scarves hanging off of a nearby dresser and grabbed several as she tried to crawl away once more. This time he pounced on her and used his size and weight to pin her body face down to the mattress while he selected a scarf and grabbed her right wrist. It took Connie a moment to realize what he was doing before she tried to stop him. That was more than enough time for Frank to bind her right wrist and then stretch her arm above her head. As she reached up to attempt to use her left hand to untie the knot, Frank grabbed her left hand and forced it alongside her right hand. Then he wrapped the scarf around it too until after several wraps and cross wraps she had her wrists tied together. Frank scooted her further up into the bed and using a second scarf, which he doubled up, he secured her bound wrists to the headboard. She shook her head and spit at him when he rolled her over onto her back. But he smiled and wadded up a smaller scarf. This he stuffed into her mouth to gag her before using another scarf which went across her mouth and tied off behind her head to secure the gag so she couldn't force or spit out the silk gag. Connie kicked at the guy and tried to drive her knees into his back as he straddled her. But Frank scooted back a bit pinning her upper thighs and forcing her to lie still as he took off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. He had a very devious grin on his face and shook his head as he looked over his captive. As she squirmed in futility he reached down and pulled her red sweater top high up to expose her breasts. Her nipples were hard and firm and he crossed his ankles to keep her legs still as he leaned forward to kiss and lick her breasts and swollen areolas. Connie grunted in protest and shook her head no. He smiled and nodded his head yes before continuing to suck and rasp his teeth lightly over her hot firm tits. Now Frank reached over and grabbed a couple more scarves from the pile he'd dropped on the mattress. He leaned back and then turned to hold down and pin her legs as he wrapped her ankles and knees together. When he was done tying her legs up he turned to face her, this time straddled over her lower legs. Her panties were still only part way down her upper thigh so he pulled them down to her knees where they joined the scarves that kept her legs still. Then Frank licked his lips and stared at her before slow hiking her skirt up to expose her crotch. "Bitch you don't know how to drive, and you damn sure don't have any manners. But I'm gonna teach you a little lesson! That wet pussy is just begging for a man to come tame it down a bit. Maybe getting fucked when you get lippy with strangers will teach you to think and keep yer damn mouth shut when you're in your car!" He smiled. "But if not that don't matter either. 'Cause now I'ma do some drivin' and you gonna do some ridin'! Got that?" She shook her head and shot him a hostile go to Hell look while muffled gasps and grunts met him with what he knew were obscenities. He grabbed her legs as she writhed and squirmed trying to resist him. He forced them forward until they touched her chest, then rubbed his cock over her mound and looked at the way her wet petals framed his hard dark shaft. "Meaning bitch..." He pushed it into her tight we pussy making her eyes go suddenly wide. "Fuck YOU!" His strokes were slow and long. No racing. No wild rush to power into her. It might have been romantic or gentle in other circumstances. But being tied, gagged, and raped by a guy she had shared road rage with was anything but romantic. Connie gasped and groaned. Immobility made her mind focus and think. What the Hell had happened? Why had she snapped at the man? What was she thinking? It was as if some hidden part of her mind had taken control of her mouth and her body and pushed his buttons as hard as she could. Now he was here, in her bedroom, fucking her. The rage she had felt was replaced with confusion and fear. She tried to play back the scene leading up to this but everything was strange and came in bits and pieces. His cock was very veiny and hard. He was long too. But not "stereotype" long. Maybe eight inches. Not a mythical length, but more than enough to really fuck her hard! And fuck her he did! She grunted into the gag as her legs shuddered a little. Muscles spasm and she was getting hotter, wetter, and hornier. Her vagina tingled and his cock felt good in spite of the horrible situation. He was the second black guy she'd ever had sex with. Not that she had anything against black guys, but there had been only a few in her area and the first one was an anal sex freak and had been a rough fuck on only her second date. After that she had perhaps subconsciously avoided black men for sex. But now her second was not going well socially speaking. But the sex on the other hand was a different story entirely. Frank knew how to screw. There was no doubt about that. She wondered what his name was? Was it something typical? Lamont, Tyrell, Tyron? What the Hell? Now she was being a bigot she thought. I'm being hateful without trying. Maybe even racist! Frank spoke to her as he fucked his captive. "Uh huh! That's it! You like that doncha bitch?" He just had to keep calling her bitch! For some reason that thought filled her and once again she got angry and squirmed and fought as he laughed and started to speed up his pace! "Well, well, well... look at you girl! Whatsamatter? Nothing smart-ass to say? Oh yeah, that's right! Ya got your mouth full! I like you like that! So fight all you want. It ain't no thing! You're still fucked! So have at it bitch!" She growled and bucked and fought to no avail. His taunting continued and his pace quickened. "Ya like that don't ya bitch?" She shook her head no but she knew how good it was feeling. Her pussy was contracting around his hard thick shaft. Her legs were wet with sweat and her own juices as he fucked her harder and faster still. It felt incredible! His cock began to twitch. He was about to cum so he stopped and pulled out of her. She looked at him suddenly craving what she was now deprived of. Her mind screamed at her. This was crazy! She wanted him to stop. But her body didn't. It wanted more. The conflict filled her and confused her. He untied her ankles and knees and rolled her over onto her belly. Then kneeling behind her he pulled her hips up so that her chest was resting on the bed with her arms stretched toward the headboard where they were secured, while her knees kept her hips elevated. He grabbed her thighs and slid his cock back into her pussy and started fucking her again at the new angle. This time he reached down and pulled her gag down. Then pulled the wet wadded up scarf out of her mouth leaving her gasping as more air rushed into her. Frank laughed and slapped her ass as the pace quickened. "Who's your daddy bitch?" He demanded. "Fuck you!" She snarled. He spanked her ass again harder and repeated himself. She shook her head sobbing and refusing to answer. So now he smacked her ass four times in a row as he continued to fuck her. Each slap made her wince or cry out sharply. "Bitch who's your daddy?" He demanded. She gasped in tears as he got faster still. "Y-you are!" He laughed. "That's right! I am!" "Next time I ask you that you best answer it straight away! You got me?" She nodded still sobbing a bit. Her butt cheeks smarted from the spanks. "So bitch... who's yo daddy?" He said in an emphasized slang. "Y-y-ya-you'rrrrrrrre m-ma-my d-dad-daddy!" she groaned as the fucking got even more intense. "That's right bitch! Good! I'm your daddy. An' daddy's gonna fuck you 'til you learn a lesson about opening that sexy big mouth of yours. Ya got that?" She nodded panting as he reached forward to pinch her nipples. Her pussy was once again rippling over his hard long shaft. Frank fucked her steadily. Connie shuddered and then orgasmed hard! As she climaxed he chuckled. "You like that don't ya?" He bragged as she shook and gasped and nodded. He reached forward and untied the scarves securing her bound wrists to the headboard. "Hands and knees bitch! Now!" He demanded and she drew herself upright into a regular doggie style position except that her hands were still bound together at the wrists. He fucked her suddenly fast and hard until his cock began to twitch and spasm and cum. Frank pulled out and moved quickly around to make her suck his cock just as he shot his load into her mouth. Connie swallowed it reflexively and continued until he was drained and withdrew himself from her face. Then he smiled. "Bitch that was pretty nice! You got some skills." He chuckled. Connie nodded and then fell sideways onto the mattress and lay there panting. Frank looked her over. She was a pretty woman in her red sweater and plaid skirt. Fine in the body but a big mouth and bad attitude. As she lay there he thought he heard the front door opening. He left her laying there exhausted and walked down the hallway to see an attractive busty brunette standing there in a business suit and skirt. He smiled as she looked and spotted him. "Who are you?" She gasped. "I'm Frank. Who are you?" "I'm Denise. Connie's associate and friend. Is she busy?" "Yeah. A little bit. You want me to share a message for her?" Denise shook her head. "That's okay. I'd rather speak with her myself." He looked her over. "You don't trust me?" Denise shrugged. "I don't know you. So I have no idea who you are. What are you doing here Frank?" He laughed. "Teaching Connie some manners and stuff!" Her eyebrows rose in suspicion and she pushed past him and wandered down the hallway to her bedroom. He followed her and stood behind her as she gasped at the sight of Connie tied up and panting in the bed. "What the fuck?" She cried out. From behind her Frank suddenly grabbed her waist and lifted her up carrying her to the bed. Denise gasped as he pushed her forward and reached for another silk scarf. She kicked and squirmed as Frank pinned her down and pulled off her jacket. "Stop that Frank you asshole!" He laughed. "I'm an asshole Denise?" "Hey fuck you Frank!" She snapped as he tied her wrists together behind her back. He laughed. "You will Denise! You sure will!" "Hey Connie?" He called and she raised her weary head up. "Huh?" "Tell this bitch, who's your daddy?" Connie sighed and lowered her head still panting softly. "You are. You're my daddy!" She gasped in a tired voice. He laughed as Denise squirmed and kicked underneath him where he straddled her body. "Damn straight I am Connie! Denise is gonna learn that too!" She shot him a hostile look. "Hey Fuuuuuuuuuuuck you Frank! Fuckin' prick!" She snarled. Frank pulled up the dark gray pencil skirt and then drew down her black satin panties. Her ass bobbed and shook before him and she struggled a bit. He rolled her onto her back alongside Connie and unbuttoned her white shiny blouse. Unlike Connie Denise had a huge chest and after pushing her bra up and over her tits he smiled and began to mouth and suck them. She squirmed and tossed her head from side to side, but soon Frank had her nipples hard and her pencil skirt bunched up past her crotch as he ate her pussy. Denise had on a garter belt and stockings and apparently Frank liked this. His erection returned and soon she found herself getting fucked and Frank fingering Connie as the two of them lay there helplessly. As he fucked her Denise cried out and groaned and was soon in ecstasy while Frank rammed her mercilessly. "Who's your daddy now bitch?" He demanded and Denise gasped. "Y-you are s-sir!" Frank nodded and continued for about ten minutes before switching to Connie. Then after another ten minutes he got up and walked out of the room for a moment. He returned a few minutes later smiling. "Okay ladies, break time is over. Let's get back to business!" He retied Denise's hands in front of her and put her and Connie on their hands and knees together. Then he blindfolded them both and took turns fucking each one starting with Denise and switching to Connie. He was on Denise again when the women heard laughter and male voices greeting Frank. "Glad you guys could make it. These two horny little sluts are Connie and Denise. They both have an attitude problem and need a good hard lesson boys. So let's help educate these two about behaving better and being less shitty and more obedient okay?" Three other male voices laughed and consented. Connie gasped as she felt four hands on her body. Denise felt someone open her mouth and hold her lower jaw open as he inserted his cock. She tried to turn her head away but the strong hand on her jaw held her firmly in place and she heard the man speak in a laugh. "Bitch please!" Frank fucked her while the other man made her suck his swelling penis. Connie found herself in the same position. Sucking on one man while another was eating her pussy and fingering her. Then suddenly the one behind her began to screw her pussy while she continued to give the one in front head. Then the two men switched positions and as she was made to straddle the new man, the first one began working his cock up her ass until she found herself double penetrated and gasping to the dual pistoning action of their hard thick cocks. She cried out and moaned and was soon joined by Denise who was put through the same thing just a short distance beside her. The men pulled their blindfolds off and allowed the girls to watch as the four horny black guys pounded and ground and fucked them hard. The men laughed and carried on while Doctor Hatcher and Doctor Barris squealed and cried and panted and moaned like college girls overwhelmed at a frat party orgy. For almost an hour the two found themselves with one to three partners at a time. Their voices and those of bragging or grunting men who fucked and sodomized them filled Connie's bedroom until at last the guys had cum in and on both women and their conquests were exhausted. Frank and his friends got dressed then left while Denise and Connie lay there passed out and sleeping. Dangerous Heels Pt. 04 When she woke up Connie was sore and tired. She took a shower and then got herself some coffee and ate some snacks. She went to her computer to work on her book ventures a bit before stopping to take a break from the work. Connie walked into the living room and turned on the TV. She turned on her on demand programming and watched some Big Bang Theory. She enjoyed the sitcom as it helped her to relieve tension and relax. Laughter was the best medicine or so they say. Dangerous Heels Pt. 05 I hope that you've enjoyed the story series and the conclusion to this tale. Your feedback or comments are welcomed. I'll be submitting more works in a variety of areas on literotica. Cheers! ***** The weekends never lasted long enough. Monday morning felt a bit ominous as the weather was overcast and raining softly. Dr. Connie Hatcher put on her champagne coloured satin blouse, maroon dress skirt and black jacket. She smiled as she adjusted her garter belt and smoky nylon stockings. Then she put on her burgundy heels that were a fairly close to the same colour as her skirt. After getting dressed, made up, and having her morning coffee she grabbed her car keys and notes, then headed off to work. When she got to her office Denise had left her a sticky note on the door. She read it and smiled, then unlocked her office and signed in. After setting down her coffee and checking her answering machine she grabbed her notes and headed down the hall to Denise's office. "Morning babe! You rang?" Denise smiled. "We've got all morning before any clients today. I wanted to go over some things with you for our book. Some things that we agreed to almost three weeks ago. I needed to show you some things on video. But before I do I have to share a short clip with you. Have a seat. You'll want to be sitting down for this." Denise closed the door and locked it. Then closed her blinds and curtains. She started the clip as Connie watched the large wide-screen TV in the corner of her office. This was normally a therapy tool, but today Denise seemed up to something odd. Connie was intrigued and curious. As she watched, Connie saw herself on the video clip. The volume came on and she spoke. "Hello Connie, it's me. I'm leaving you or perhaps I should say, leaving myself a message to be viewed in a few weeks. Denise and I have been discussing the emotional and provocation affects sexual dominance and interactions between both genders before, during, and after sexual encounters." "In order to engage in this study we spent the past four weeks scouting out and recruiting male test subjects to engage in situation specific tests with an unprepared female subject who is to be subjected to various sexual situations and compromising positions. Male volunteers were screened for venereal diseases, dangerous tendencies, criminal records, and selected for their physical, mental, age, and socio-economic backgrounds. All of them signed a consent and release form and agreed to participate." "Further, because of the need for real results and emotionally accurate responses from all male and female subjects test subjects agreed to be placed under hypnotic suggestion and set up to trigger a-typical sexual behavior toward the female subject based on verbal or behavioral cues." "But after each act subjects were to compile in depth notes which were to be submitted to our research project before their minds are made to forget everything about the events that transpired and any actions or behavior that they engaged in." "Due to the forced nature of some of our research scenarios and the need for in depth clinical observations made by a professional psychologist familiar with the subject matter, Denise and I agreed that one of us would need to volunteer to be the test subject while the other served as operations manager and data compiler." "Given our skill sets it was only logical that Denise compile and screen the data while I interacted with the test subjects. I will forewarn you even though the project has not yet started, our scenarios are set up to place us in not only compromising sexual situations, but also to have video recordings and compilations from surveillance and spy cameras which were preplaced in each location and timed in sequence with each act." "You will see me, er, you'll see yourself engaged in some demeaning or strange situations. You will be shown having sexual engagement with colleagues, men that you know casually, and men that are unfamiliar to you. It's part of the research and obviously it's a choice I am making willingly for the better good of our project and the science behind this study." "The exact same parameters exist for me as they do for our male subjects. After the fitness and health screening we will engage in the pre-established scenarios, followed by a time in which I will be mentally focused on every aspect of what took place and what I was thinking at the time." "Consciously I will believe myself to be engaged in writing and working on our joint book venture. But subconsciously I will be forcing the mind and body to gather notes pertaining to what happened to me, how I felt, and any special mental or physical observations. After this time period I will completely forget or mostly forget the encounters and be unable to differentiate them from dreams or lustful fantasies." "Doctor Wilder will conduct the hypnosis while Denise and a female staff member do the written data and compositional information gathering. I will be placing cameras and surveillance in the various sites along with our male volunteers even though they will not participate in viewing the acts or footage after they are done playing their part in the research." "Please do bear in mind that the behavior that we experience from co-workers has been programmed into the test subjects and can have either little or no bearing to their actual personalities or proclivities." "The same holds true for the participants of any of the more forceful or bondage related sexual encounters. Male participants will remember nothing and have no idea of what they were subjected to or behaved like without the video and written evidence to expose the truth. They have all agreed to participate and have their minds erased afterward. Every single participant has signed a release form." "Good luck with the study. Hopefully what I go through, or in your case by the time you are watching this, what you have gone through, will greatly aid us in our emotional and mental studies of these interactions and dominance struggles! Knock 'em dead kiddo! Good luck Connie!" Then the video cut out and static filled the screen for a second before it went blank. Denise looked at her quietly. "How are you doing Connie? You okay sweetie? Do you need a moment?" "I um... well, I'm a bit surprised. But I can't remember having sex with anyone recently. Hell it's been a few months since the last time I had sex Denise!" "Wellllll... Actually you had sex two days ago. This last Saturday Connie." "I did? With whom? No. Wait. Scratch that! I don't want to know just yet. First I have some questions. You recorded the stuff that happened?" Denise shook her head. "No dear, WE recorded what happened. Every intimate encounter in great detail. Over a short period we pulled off what took us just over a month to set up. And the notes and observations are incredibly detailed! Really top notch stuff Connie! You were masterful!" "So you plan to show me the video footage?" "Well I will need your help to study and go over everything. I have a condensed track loaded up for you if you want to look it over briefly, but I have a lot more unedited and compiled footage to pour through and months and months worth of work ahead. It's good stuff! Seriously. Twisted, but good!" "And every scenario has been staged?" "Precisely. Male participants did exactly as they were hypnotically programmed to do. So did you! It went perfectly!" Connie took a deep breath. "Okay. Show me the condensed footage." Denise loaded it and spoke. "This is only a few highlights from each scenario. There's a massive amount more to go over. But this should give you a basic idea. The videos for the moment will be played at a slightly faster than normal speed and there's no sound." As the video played Connie watched herself driving and noticing a shoe store. She pulled in to the store and was greeted by a nice looking Italian man who spoke with her and then she left to a changing stall and emerged wearing a cute new cocktail dress. The man helped her try on shoes, taking the time to repetitively look up her dress and touch her legs and body. She went into a change booth with him and wound up sitting on a bench with both heels tied to brass hooks and her hands bound above her head. The man began having sex with her and then the video cut to the next scene. One of the monthly office parties. The last one in fact. Denise and her were standing and talking. John tucker approached them and stared at each other them. They spoke. But the videos had no audio playing. After Mr. Tucker leaves Dr. Klines approaches and chats with them. Then the video cut to Doctor Klines office. She saw herself on her hands and knees reaching behind the side of his desk for something. She gets stuck and the old man and her try to tug out. After a few tugs Dr. Klines flips up her dress hem and lowers her panties. Then he pulls out a huge erection and fucks her. Connie gasped in stunned disbelief. "Old Doctor Klines? HE fucked me? Oh my God the man is a horse! Look at how huge he is!" She gasped. Denise laughed. "Oh there's more." Now Connie saw Klines and Mr. Tucker tag teaming her over the doctor's desk. "Mr. Tucker fucked me?" Denise nodded. "Yeah, but not for too long. Just watch. There's a lot of sex girl!" As she watched the next scenario was at her house. Tim the lawn guy was there and had her looking over a contract. He kept looking at her as she absent-mindedly flashed him on a bar stool in an oversized T-shirt. Then she watched him go into her bedroom and start fucking her on her bed. Tim fucked her quite a bit and then in a shower before leaving her. "Wow! I have been busy!" Connie exclaimed. Denise nodded. "It um, it gets better. Watch!" The video showed her driving around in her car running errands. Then a near miss and her flying into a rage and yelling at a man in a green car. She flipped him off and drove away. That shocked her. She never acted like that or road raged against anyone. Then in the video the car pulled up to the curb by her front lawn. A tall angry looking black man came up behind her and they spoke. Obviously it heated up and he pushed her inside and closed the door. In the video he force fucks her briefly in the hallway before carrying her to the bedroom. She couldn't believe the wild fight she was putting up! The man tossed her onto her bed and prevented her from escaping. He binds her in her own silk scarves and fucks her. Then repositions her and fucks her some more. After more sex and some painful looking spanks to her butt he makes her suck his cock. Then he leaves the room and returns following Denise into the bedroom. Connie looked up. "Aren't you the control? What were you doing there?" Denise blushed. "I'll tell you later what happened. Meantime just watch!" Suddenly the man forced Denise onto the bed and tied her down and fucked her. Then he left the room and returned to blindfold them. Soon three other black men entered and both her and Denise found themselves facing multiple partners in single, double, and triple penetration sex. Finally they get stripped down and fucked until the men climaxed and then left. Then the video screen went blank and Denise killed the power. "So anyway, welcome back to work. You've had a busy week dear. Are you okay?" "I'm fine. Shocked or surprised perhaps, but fine. But I still wanted to know why you showed up in that last scenario. Was that something prearranged?" Denise shook her head. "It's going to sound awful and unprofessional as Hell, but Lamont was so hot I just had to get in on the action. The men were programmed to screw whatever female was there. So I took advantages and triggered Frank's action word to get him to include me into the scenario. Then we both got fucked. Sorry girl. Sue me." She laughed. Connie shook her head. "I might have known." But then added. "What I didn't know was how old Sigmund Freud was hung! OH MY GAWD! I can't believe I got fucked with that big ol' monster penis!" She said in an amused state. "Yeah I know. I didn't realize he had so much to um... offer. It'll be hard to look at him the same way again. That's the only downside to all this. But he has no idea what happened. He doesn't know that he fucked you, touched you, or had anything to do with you other than casual interaction during the party. So you're fine!" "I wonder what would happen if he knew?" They looked at each other and giggled. "Who knows Connie? From what I gather the hypnosis represses but doesn't fully erase things. Modified behavior could exert itself, new impulses. Hard to say. But we have enough work to do without that sort of distraction!" Connie nodded. "Agreed!" Then grinned. "Still, I want to see all of that footage! I hope you got some good shots of that!" Denise shook her head smiling. "I've created a porn monster! Great!" They laughed and Denise opened the curtains and unlocked the door. After lunch the two attended their appointments and then finished their work. They signed out but decided to stay after hours and study the videos since everyone else would be gone. There was no sound playing but Denise showed them at regular speed and both women sat on her couch facing the screen and started to take notes. But watching Doctor Klines fucking Connie soon devolved into first Connie and then Denise as well hiking up their skirts and touching themselves as they watched everything. Denise did not realize that her office door was slightly ajar. Nor did she care since the office was usually deserted about a half hour before closing except for all but the most dedicated or studious of employees. One such person was Doctor Klines. Silently he stood by the door and listened to the soft moans and pants of the two women as they sat with their backs to the door and watched a huge TV screen. He cracked the door wider and as it silently opened a bit he could now see what it was that they were watching. What he saw initially shocked and confused him. HE was in the video! But he wasn't being the professional he prided himself on being. Instead he was behind Doctor Hatcher and obviously fucking her hard! As he watched the video he began to get strange flashes and memories in his head. Animalistic impulses flooding his mind. It was as if a more primal and darker second personality had appeared and exerted itself in his thoughts and desires. The sounds of soft gasping women attempting to finger themselves to climax was driving him into a rare fervor. Coupled with a sudden raging erection and the urge to dominate and fuck someone. He knew that he was going to have to act. His professional detachment was gone. Replaced by the need to capture, control, and ride these two hot younger women into sexual submission. He stepped quietly into the office and carefully closed and locked the door. The two moaning and panting women didn't hear this and continued to watch the video. They were obviously masturbating. He looked at the huge Victorian style leather couch with its oak scrolled hardwood inlays along the upper backrest. An idea hit him and he opened Denise's desk drawer. He knew she dealt with a variety of sexually dysfunctional patients and was pretty sure he'd find some toys or fetish items in that drawer. What he spotted was prefect. He grabbed a pair of handcuffs and three pairs of manacles with about eight inches of chain between the cuffs. Then he snuck up behind the women and handcuffed the cuff through one of the wooden scroll openings in the middle of the couch. Denise and Connie were both wildly distracted and flush. Denise had one arm and her left hand resting over her head along the top of the leather cushion. Connie had both hands down between her legs. So Doctor Klines clicked the cuff closed over one of the manacle chains and then clicked the cuff swiftly and quietly over Denise's raised left wrist. As it closed and clicked her eyes popped open wide and she jerked her arm reflexively only to discover that she was manacled to the back of the sofa by one wrist. Her gasp and wild jerk caused Connie to stop and look at her panicked coworker as Denise tugged and apparently had her left arm stuck up over her head. THAT was really strange she thought! But stranger still was the pressure and click of a cuff on her right ankle causing her to glance down at her foot. Someone had manacled her foot to the leg of the sofa! Both of them gasped in astonishment. "What the Fuck is this?" Denise cried out. "My ankle is hooked to the sofa!" Connie gasped in dismay. As Denis reached up to check the manacle the other cuff snapped down over her free right wrist and she was trapped. Now Doctor Klines stood up and walked around from behind the sofa much to both women's bewilderment and disbelief. "D-Doctor Klines!" Denise cried out. "W-wh-what are you doing here?" He glanced at the screen and then at the disheveled women. "I might ask you the same thing ladies! How is it that I'm in a pornographic video with Doctor Hatcher?" Denise hesitated. He was not supposed to see any of this. The hypnotherapist had warned her that visual exposure could trigger odd behavior and impulses as the mind struggles to put memories that have been suppressed back in order and focus. "It's a long story Doctor Klines. It's part of a research study. Believe it or not you and Connie both willingly consented to this and signed release waivers. But we had to hypnotize you both as part of the study. That's why details are a bit cloudy." She explained. "I see. So Doctor Hatcher you consented to this carnal episode with me? Sex? Fucking? Lust?" Connie was a bit embarrassed. "Yeah, pretty much..." "Hey we're all adults here." Denise ventured. "It's not like we haven't all had sex or seen male or female body parts. It was done for science. No harm really. Just a man and a woman having intercourse. Right?" He smiled. "Yes indeed! You're right! Just a little sexual experiment right ladies?" He walked around behind the couch and they didn't see his pants come off or his shirt or underwear. They were trying to gather their thoughts and not look at him directly. "Well by all means then. Let's do our part for scientific research. Why watch a video ladies? I have a better idea!" Connie gasped as he grabbed her hands and manacled her wrists to the wooden scroll-work over her head along the couch back. "Um Doctor Klines, you're not mad at us are you?" She said timidly. He walked back to the desk and grabbed more toys and then returned to the back of the couch. He shoved a ball gag into Connie's mouth and put his index finger to his lips. "Shhhhhhhhhhh. Let's not spoil our research with needless jibber jabber!" He walked around to Denise's side and stood up on the cushions before her with his monster cock hanging out. She started to speak but he shushed her too. "Shhhhhhhh, just open your mouth and suck it! Then I think you are both going to have to get a serious fucking and perhaps some other fitting actions to alleviate the situation! Now suck my cock!" Denise opened her mouth and watched as he guided the huge organ between her soft wet lips. Beside her Connie stared at it and glanced back and forth between the sex on the TV screen and the oral sex taking place to her left. Her heart raced and her breathing quickened. This was real now! Doctor Sigmund Freud Klines, aka; 'Old man Monster cock!" was here right now and getting himself ready to fuck one or both of them and there was nothing that either she or Denise could do to stop him! Knowing and accepting the fact that sex was inevitable Connie decided to use this as an opportunity to observe her reactions and feelings. To really focus on remembering the important details so that later on she would be able to add them to the study data. Dangerous Heels Pt. 05 She glanced at Denise who was sucking Klines cock and looking up at him with her wide sexy dark eyes as he slid his shaft in and out of her with slight hip movements and thrusts. Connie wished that she could get Denise's attention and somehow signal her to focus on really remembering and studying the experience as it happened to her. Klines had swollen to huge proportions and now he pulled out of her mouth and stepped down from the cushions. He pulled her hips to the edge of the couch and hiked her skirt up a bit. Then pulled her panties down to her ankles and removed them. Denise looked nervous to Connie and perhaps even a little scared. Like a schoolgirl caught in a compromising lie. Unbuttoning her blouse Doctor Klines smiled as he freed her large full breasts and cupped and played with both of her ample warm firm orbs. "Like most men on this floor I must confess I always wanted to have a closer look at these! Magnificent!" He snapped and then licked and nibbled and sucked on her breasts until her nipples pointed stiff and hard before her. He nodded and mouthed them some more making her gasp. "You have some VERY nice tits young lady!" He said in a very lustful and non-clinical way. "Thank you Doctor!" She said, but soon gasped as she felt him enter her warm wet pussy with his thick hard shaft. She hadn't yet expected the penetration. But now he was inside of her and stretching her vagina heavily with each thrust. Her wide eyes were almost as dramatic as her helpless whimpering cries. He grabbed her thighs and sped up causing her to shudder and close her eyes in concentration. Using just his right hand and lower arm he held her legs up against his chest as he rammed his cock deep into Denise's tight wet pussy! His left hand leaned over to reach underneath Connie's skirt. She felt him rubbing on her panty-covered crotch as he fucked her friend right next to her. His long fingers were surprisingly dexterous and Connie made a mental note that she was going to have to get past her age discrimination issues. Obviously not all older men were feeble or slow, as she once believed. His fingers hooked under the elastic side bands on her panty crotch and she felt him slid two fingers deeply up into her already wet and tingling pussy. As Denise cried out "Oh God!" and other expressions of passionate release, Connie jerked and shook and trembled and watched him as he grinned and looked back at her eyes for a moment. Then to Denise. He seemed as engrossed in studying their reactions as they were in being touched and fucked by the horny old doctor. He removed her ball gag and used it on Denise as he switched to Connie. Her bright red satin panties had side ties which Klines used to remove them rather than wasting time pulling them down. In just a few seconds as she trembled with excited and nervous anticipation Klines slid his huge wet hard cock into her pussy stretching her tight as he began to thrust with increasing power. "Oh damn!" She gasped and then groaned and swallowed a bit as the trusting shaft grew harder and thicker. He smiled and opened up her top. He mouthed her breasts as well and she suddenly heard Denise squirming and groaning as he used his right hand to finger her while he fucked Connie. "Oh fffffuck you're b-big D-Doctor Klines!" She cried out. He laughed and sped up making her tremble and gasp. Her pussy was tight and wet. He could feel her body shaking as his thrusts stimulated her nerves in a wild way. He grabbed the key to the manacles and unlocked her wrists. Then without slowing down he stripped off first her jacket and then her blouse. He unzippered her pencil skirt in the back then re-secured her wrists above her head to keep her captive. Now he stopped fucking and fingering both of them while he unhooked Connie's trapped ankle so that he could remove her skirt. When he was finished he did the same thing to Denise, until at last both woman were sitting with their arms stretched above their heads, wrists together. Both had on just a garter belt, nylon stockings, and high heels. He grabbed a second ball gag and gagged Connie with it. Then stood back and studied the two women for a while smiling. They both looked dumbfounded and sexy in their helplessness. "Now you two are a perfect matched pair!" He shut off the TV and unhooked Connie. Then lead her to a chair and forced her hands behind her back while he re-secured her in a sitting position facing the couch from a few feet away. "I want you to watch! You're a researcher right? So let's do some research ladies!" He chuckled as he freed Denise and ungagged her. "Now Doctor Klines I wanted to..." He kissed her to shut her up and then pulled her to her feet. "Turn around Doctor Barris! Keep your mouth shut and kneel on your all fours on the couch cushion you sexy little bitch! It's time for a little doggie style!" He demanded. With that he spun her around facing away from him, not waiting for her to comply. He pushed her forward and grabbed her hips as she cried out in protest at his roughness and rudeness. "HEYYYYYYY!" But in a single stroke he rammed his cock deep into her wet slit and her eyes shot wide open. "OHHH FUCK!!" His cock was deep inside of her and with an unbelievable fast pace the old man fucked Denise making her shake and jiggle and pant and moan. Her breasts were bouncing and his balls slapped her thighs as he rammed her hard and deep. Connie was amazed at his strength and stamina. "I know you like that don't you girl?" He snapped as he slammed her hard with a firm grip on her trembling hips. Her legs and thighs shuddered and spasmed and shook. Denise couldn't answer him. Her gasps and hard breathing made any coherent response all but impossible. She grunted and moaned and groaned as she built into a massive climax. The orgasm heated her up and caused her to buck and convulse wildly. Connie was amazed as she watched Denise spasming and crying out in ecstasy. Doctor Klines nodded and smiled then stopped and pushed her down onto the couch. He rolled her onto her back as she gasped and huffed sweating and panting. Her body shook with little tremors and aftershocks as the waves from her climax carried her over. He folded her knees over each other and then slowly forced his massive organ into her now tightened vagina. As she shook and trembled he fucked her in this position reaching down to grab and kneed her breasts with his greedy sweaty palms. Klines built up quickly to get her into yet another powerful orgasm before grunting his satisfaction, as she lay exhausted and collapsed in a sweaty panting weak heap on the couch. He turned his head to look at Connie. For the first time in the four years that she had known him Doctor Klines gave her a look of lust and mischievous intent that was like no expression he'd ever had before. It was almost like as if a stranger had invaded the old man's body and now peered eagerly out through his eyes at the helpless woman bound to the chair. Unlike Denise, Connie was still bound and gagged. She felt small and helpless and his grin made her nervous as he stared at her like as if she were a piece of meat to be devoured. He pointed to the side where Denise laid twitching and fighting to catch her breath. "Looks like she really got a good proper fucking eh Doctor Hatcher?" She nodded nervously as he drew closer still. "You're next girl! Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" She shook her head in wide-eyed shock. "I'm going to fuck you even harder and more than I did her! You are going to ride my cock until you collapse! Then I might just fuck you some more!" He turned the TV and video back on. Now he got to see John Tucker coming in to fuck her too. Then they both fucked her. He watched mesmerized and then saw himself fucking her again after John left. He was about to head to her and start fucking her when he saw a new scene. A buff red haired gardener went into her house and to her kitchen. Klines watched her with the contract and then going into her bedroom. The man followed. Soon she was on her bed getting her purse when he followed and began to fuck her hard. Klines smiled at her. "My oh my Dr. Hatcher. You do get around don't you?" He laughed and she shook her head no though obviously this week she had indeed gotten around quite a bit! He untied her and ungagged her. She started to speak but he shushed her. "Stand up! Kiss me!" He demanded. She hesitated and then stood and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed the old man. As she did his hands ran down her sides and he cupped and squeezed her buttocks and hips. His right arm hooked under her left leg and in seconds she was standing on one leg, held tightly to his body with his hard thick cock up her pussy so deep it shocked her the way she was being impaled. As she groaned he hooked her other leg up and lifted suspending her in the air as he moved inside of her. Te old psychologist continued to kiss her as he walked her backwards toward Denise's desk. Then leaning forward he broke off the kiss and told her to reach back and use her palms to support her weight on the desktop. Connie moved first one arm and then the other back until she was supporting her upper body while he smiled and stepped back from the desk a single pace, holding her legs and supporting her lower body. He sped up as he fucked her from this suspended 'crab crawl' position. She gasped and cried out as his hard thick cock intensified in speed and angle. She had to give him credit; Doctor Klines was a creative old fucker with a wide array of techniques. It felt good. In fact she was rapidly starting to climax again as the sex continued. He smiled a devious grin. "How much do you love this Connie?" His tone imparting that he already knew the answer. "Oh God I fuckin' love this Doctor Klines!" She gasped. "Good! We may need to do this more often. Professional courtesy you could say." He laughed as the speed increased and she panted and shook and spasmed. "Besides... with you two going around and staging sexual scenarios for your written research that makes you both a pair of dangerous Doctors! Who is the control to keep you two in check eh?" Connie gasped as he got faster and her heart pounded. "I think I will make sure to monitor you two a bit. Also fuck you both a little too! And in the end, I think that having that counter balance is important. After all, it's no good having you two very creative women wandering around with hidden agendas, hypnosis and spy cameras, sexy skirts and dangerous heels!" Connie was shaking and bucking as her vagina contracted and she came hard! As she cried out and shuddered wildly his erection spasmed and throbbed and he shot his load deep inside of her before at last slowing down with a smile and a wink. He lifted her up and carried her back to the sofa and set her down beside Denise who was looking at him weakly and smiling. "I like that." She said softly. He laughed as he sat between them and glanced at the worn out woman. "You like that I'm going to keep and eye and other body parts out for you two?" She nodded. "That too! But I meant I like what you called it earlier." He shrugged looking a bit perplexed. "Refresh me Doctor Barris?" "Dangerous heels! I guess we sort of are at that! We may have to call this study project 'Dangerous Heels'. What d'ya think Doctor?" He raised an eyebrow. "I think you both needed a good fucking! And now you need a good spanking and some rest!" They all three laughed quietly. Even Doctor Klines was feeling tired and he smiled as he closed his eyes and absently fondled either of the worn out researchers who now snuggled up against him on either side. CLOSING. Denise Barris woke to gentle warmth from sunlight streaming in through a window to a bedroom that she was unfamiliar with. She glanced over and noticed her friend Connie Hatcher lying on the same large elegant bed beside her. Connie appeared to be just starting to stir. Denise looked around the large bedroom and rubbed her eyes. The place was beautiful and she noticed that her clothing, and Connie's clothes as well as their research notes, and videos rested on top of a large desk along the wall to her right. Both of their purses were there and their shoes. She looked over at Connie who was also checking everything out when she suddenly glanced at the alarm clock. It was 10:35 am on a Tuesday! They were both in a strange bedroom and later for work! As she gasped, "Oh crap! We're late!" Denise also saw the clock and tried to get up. They threw off the covers only to find a pair of manacles shackling them to each other through the heavy oak footrest of the bed! Doctor Klines walked in in a bathrobe and smiled. "Good morning ladies! I thought we needed to go over some things and that you could further explain this project you both undertook. Plus I told you I planned on fucking you again. So I took the liberty of gathering your things and your research and carrying you both to my car. Then I drove you both here to my house for a good nights rest and a day to play and to review what you are actually up to in full!" "But we're late for work Doctor Klines! We'll all be in trouble. We have appointments!" He shook his head laughing. "Oh ladies please. I left word that the three of us were working late and shared some Chinese food and got food poisoning. Told them to cancel our appointments and that we'd be back tomorrow. They were fine with that. I have a friend at a clinic who's going to sign us out as sick, and that takes care of that." They both looked and felt far better. "So before we get down and dirty ladies, why don't you tell me some details about your research and how this project came about? Also how I wound up agreeing to join in your little sexual experiment?" Denise nodded. "It's a long story Doctor Klines!" He smiled. "Oh we have all day and all night ladies! Remember?" Connie interrupted. "Just a second! Sorry Doctor Klines, but before she shares this I have a curiosity question that I've been dying to find out?" She looked at Denise and then asked. "You were the control person. I get that. I was the female test subject. I get that too. But in the scenario with the road rage and the four black men, why did you show up at the house? I know you told me that one of the men was hot. But seriously, why'd you use a trigger phrase to get yourself captured and screwed along with me? Were you concerned for me, or was he really THAT sexy Denise?" Denise blushed a bit smiling and looking down for a second. "The truth?" Both Connie and Doctor Klines looked at her and nodded. "I'd been monitoring and studying sex tapes, reports, and thoughts for several days. I screened the men. That one gorgeous black man, Lamont... well, let's just say you can get horny looking at all that stuff. I know I wasn't supposed to but, sometimes a girl's just gotta meet her needs! That man brought out my inner slut! What can I say babe? Sorry. I was there for him. I screened everyone. I knew they were safe. Well... except that we programmed them to rape and dominate using hypnotic trigger commands." They laughed and Doctor Klines shook his head. "On second thought ladies, you can explain the hypnosis and situational studies later. I think I'm ready to burn a bit more energy before Doctor Stevens gets here. So let's have some fun!" He unshackled their ankles and smiled as he opened up his robe and sat down on the bed. Connie was closest so he reached over and gently but firmly gripped the back of her neck with his right hand while pulling her toward his crotch where he held his growing erection in his left hand. "Meantime, you know what to do Doctor Hatcher! Now suck it good and hard!" As Connie began to give him head Denise stared at him nervously. "Doctor Stevens? Who the Hell is he?" "The man who's writing us the food poisoning note for work! I told him he could join us in exchange for his help." "You what?!" She gasped in nervous disbelief. "You can't just invite strangers into this! It's already a bit out of hand! Well I'm NOT going to have some strange friend of yours come traipsing in her and fucking me just for a Doctor's excuse! NO WAY!" She fumed and got up to get dressed. From the doorway a figure in a Doctor's lab coat walked into the room smiling and walked up behind Denise as she bent over to pick up her panties, which she'd just dropped on the floor. His hands cupped her buttocks and she gasped as an unseen man squeezed her buns making her jump and stand upright. She turned to yell at the fresh unseen medical doctor when she froze in shock having recognized his face and obviously his name. Doctor Klines laughed as he watched her reaction. "Doctor Denise Barris, meet Doctor Lamont Stevens! He's going to be joining us. Why don't you be a good girl, come on over here, and suck his cock?" The old man patted the bed mattress on the other side. The smiling handsome black man scooped her up and carried her to the bed. Denise gulped in nervous lust and dreamy-eyed wonder as she recognized him. He guided her head to his waiting cock and spoke as she hovered just over it. "Nice to meet you Doctor Barris! Doctor Klines told me I'd be just your cup of tea and vice versa. Boy are you ever hot! How about it Doctor?" He shook his cock a moment and she nodded as if in a trance and began to suck him off. He closed his eyes and leaned back a moment smiling. "That's it baby! Make me nice an' hard girl!" Klines was chuckling knowingly, even if Lamont couldn't remember having ever been with Denise. He'd seen the videos while the women slept. He knew! "I told ya you two were going to be here for a while!" He said with a wink as Doctor Stevens began to finger Denise during the blowjob. Both Denise and Connie looked beautiful as their bodies glistened softly in the sunlight. And since Connie was angled close to his as well, Lamont fingered both women as each of the men smiled. And with that the girls continued on with their soft moans knowing full well that very soon, the room would be full of their ecstatic helpless cries and moans, and they'd be full of study worthy hard dicks and other body parts. Today the two men were going to give it to them good. The romance of a hard fuck Denise had once called it. Now it was something they were both determined to enjoy and explore. It was going to be a very long day indeed!