4 comments/ 50199 views/ 16 favorites A Loving Wife's Life Is Changed By: qualitywheat Holly Carter was on her knees in the little store room tucked away in the corner of her classroom. She had a big cock in her mouth and she was servicing it as best as she could, this cock was bigger than her husbands and was only the second one she had ever gobbled. She was having no option now to do this dirty deed, she had seen the light and agreed with the big cocks owner that he was right, and she was wrong. So having been shown the way, he had asked her if she wanted to 'pop' into the store room and discuss her situation a little more, "we don't want to be disturbed now do we?" he had said. Reluctantly she had nodded her head not yet fully understanding what he could say in there that he couldn't say out here. So she went in innocence. He had no intention of going over it all again, he was going in there to take her, willingly or unwillingly, but she was going to have it, like it or not. He loved this new found power he had, he wasn't the biggest in school, and he wasn't the toughest, or even the handsomest. He was just an ordinary 'Joe.' But he had Holly hadn't he? He had bested her in their exchange in their exchanges and in the classroom and now she knew it. There really hadn't been any wiggle room for her. He had the floor, he had the upper hand and now he had her. He looked down at the beautiful sexy woman as she worked on his prick for him, sucking and slurping away, his hands in her soft hair, moving her on and off as it suited him. Holly had the familiar smell of man sex in her nostrils, it wasn't her loving husbands smell but it was a man smell and Holly loved that man smell. This was only the second man smell she had ever sniffed and it turned her on, the fact that she was being made to suck his cock had had no effect on her libido, but the smell had! His man musk was all pervading, it entered her nostrils and permeated up into her mind, this sent the necessary messages to the parts of her body that controlled her sexual urges and desires. Holly's inhibitions were flying out of the window, she was forgetting that she was being forced to do this, her mind was turning her attention to the task in hand (or mouth) she unknowingly began to adjust herself to giving him the blowjob that had been reserved totally and the complete ownership of her darling husband. This had all began two weeks ago when she had received a note in her letter box at her home, it was lying on the mat, her husband had gone to work and she picked up the unstamped envelope and seen her name on it. F.A.O. Mrs Holly Carter. Private and confidential, it had read. She opened it and nearly fell over. The first page was a photo copy of a news paper report written 12 years ago. It was from the city paper where she had gone to college. The police had raided a party that had taken place in her flat, one she shared with her then boyfriend, now husband, and the other guy they shared with. It had been an end of term party, to celebrate passing of exams etc and saying goodbye to old friends and looking forward to the new. It had been a roaring success everyone had a fantastic time, but near the end about 20 police men had entered and contained them all. They had received a tip off that hard drugs were being sold and taken. She along with her boyfriend and sharer had been taken away, brought to court, fined and given community orders. The magistrate told them they had been within a hairs breadth of a prison sentence, but had decided that their educations had to be taken into consideration. The newspaper was full of it the next day, 'DRUGS AT PARTY' the headline had screamed, and it had a full report, named names and had a photo taken outside the court of the three of them leaving. They all had been facing the camera when it had been taken. Over the next few months Holly lived in fear of it finding its way back to her parents, or her boyfriends parents, both sets were noted families, and to have a criminal daughter would have had a devastating effect on their standing. But somehow it hadn't reared it ugly head and over the years she gradually forgot about it and got on with her life. She had been forgiven at the university and had passed her exams with flying colours and now she was doing what she believed she had been born for. They had both relocated to another part of the country and got on with their lives together. She was teacher and a teacher of some renown. She had majored in math and chemistry. She had married her boyfriend and he had a great well paid job, both were doing their chosen professions, and life was sweet. He was on his way up, and Holly was too, she knew one day soon she would head up a school, and then she would head back to uni and go for a professorship. Holly was an extraordinary beautiful woman, she would often say a prayer to the good Lord for all she had been given, beauty, brains, and a nice disposition, even if she did say so herself. She was popular with her charges, her fellow teachers; everyone thought the world of her. Long ago Holly had decided that she would be the person she knew she was, and it had worked. The world was her oyster. Long chestnut hair that brightened the sun as it shimmered when she moved, a hauntingly lovely face, huge wide brown eyes, a little turned up nose and those lips, oh those lips. 5ft 7" tall, she never flaunted her body, but something as gorgeous as her body was refused to be hidden away, even when she wore loose clothes her very being, the way she moved, held her self, walked it gravitated everywhere. She had, she thought, overly large breasts, though her husband disagreed vehemently, nipples that could hold a hat on them, upturned, pointing at 45 degrees to her, thick prominent, crinkly when at normal, big and thick when aroused. And at this moment in time Holly could feel them unwrapping themselves and starting the metamorphism into their alter ego, big, thick and so sensitive. She had met her husband to be within two weeks of starting college at the tender age of 18, they were more or less inseparable, apart from twice after having a huge row, but soon got back together, and after college they had had a huge wedding, and Holly's life kept on the path of true love and happiness, until now! She stood staring at the copy, her heart lurched to the other side of her chest, it was a copy of the original story, no doubt about that, she remembered it as if it was yesterday. At the bottom of it was written the words in felt tip. What did you get up to Holly, you naughty naughty teacher? There was also an e mail address written on it. She turned the paper over, nothing, only the e mail address. She sat down and cried, her world had just ended, what was she going to do. Somehow someone had found out her secret and now who ever it was had found her too, 'what am I going to do?' she thought. She stood, pulled herself together and decided that no one, but no one was going to ruin her life, she would tell Norman tonight, and decide if they would call the police, blackmail was a serious crime. She felt better and went to work. She started off well but as the day wore on her resolve began to crumble, by the time it came to go home she was an internal wreck again. She didn't tell her husband, she kept it to herself, 'he would be ruined too,' was her reasoning. The following morning there was another note on her mat. I was disappointed Holly not to get a message from you, this isn't going away and you may find it would be to your interest to contact me, don't you think? She shuddered, 'oh God, no please,' she whispered to herself. She hurriedly went onto her computer; she was making her first mistake. She knew she was but this had to be contained, she would find out who it was and then take action she told herself. Good morning, I am not partial to blackmail, tell me what you want, this all happened over 12 years ago and was well documented at the time, it is in the public arena. There she thought, that should take care of that, she went to work and felt happier believing she had nipped whichever bud this was sprouting from. But he now had her e mail address, so that made life easier for him now. Hi Holly, yes I know it is in the public arena, that's where I found it, but are the governors, and your fellow teachers aware of it. Somehow I think not, what do you believe would be their reaction to having a convicted drug user among their collective midsts? Holly nearly died when she read that, she envisioned her whole life crashing around her, her husband close behind. She managed to get through the week and halfway through the second of this nightmare when things came to a head. She finally conceded that her blackmailer had her right in between a rock and a hard place, and was squeezing it tight. The person had never mentioned money, not asked for anything, they had just guided her to where she was now, and there was nothing bad in the e mails, just questions and innuendoes. She began to make her mind up, she had to stop this somehow, get the control back, she had to get her life back, whatever the cost. She wrote. I concede my untenable position, I have no where to go, you have the control, I have nothing, you are in a position to ruin my life, though why you would want to do that I am at a loss to know. Please tell me what you want, money? I have some but not a great deal, other than that you will have to make your own mind up. This cannot go on; I have a life to live, a future to make. Please tell me, can we meet? He replied. Holly, now you are seeing things from my perspective, I will contact you personally, I will stand beside you and say the word 'Report,' that is the key word; do not react when you hear me say it. Do not appear surprised. I will not tolerate exposure, because you will have nothing to expose. So then Holly, you need to be careful, okay? Holly didn't know what to make of it, how could he contact her, she was rarely alone, or always busy, with school, she worked hard, often stayed back to prepare things, and was a most conscientious of teachers. Her thought s were on her problem all day but she waded through it. At the end of her lessons, she dismissed the class and watched who could possibly contact her here. Was a fellow teacher about to confront her, it couldn't be, they would then be in the position she herself was in? As her pupils were filing out, a boy passed her and whispered, 'Report.' Holly was mortified, she nearly had a seizure, she just about kept herself in check but she could not stop the sudden charge racing through her, and the sudden intake of breath that became a gulp. She watched Dmitri Sand glance at her as he slid by. When he got to the door he hesitated a little then turned and faced her. He saw a woman stood there with her jaw on the floor and her eyes wide enough to tip her head off her shoulders. He was the last of the group to leave, when the girl in front of him went through the door, he took 2 steps back, shut it and turned the simple knob on the inside of the door, this locked it and they were alone. He smiled at her a little awkwardly, but closed the gap between them. "Mrs Carter, I'm glad we have come to an agreement, a sort of agreement, this is so grown up don't you think?" He said confidently. "Dmitri, what the hell do you think you are doing, I can't believe that you have done this to me, what are you after?" she almost shouted. Dmitri was 18 years old and leaving in two months to go to college, he was very popular with the girls because of his handsome Mediterranean looks, black wavy hair, tall, and very good looking "Mrs Carter, I haven't done anything to you, I have just let you know that I am aware of your iniquitous past?" He knew also that this was the sort of litmus test, if she went on the offensive and really did threaten to call the police, he would have to back off. All the e mails, photo copies and any other bits although deleted would be found in a forensic investigation on his PCs hard drive. He wanted a career in criminology, and on top of that he wasn't going to put his future in jeopardy just to be able to screw his gorgeous sexy beautiful teacher. "Don't play games with me Dmitri," she said, "what the hell are you up to?" "Mrs Carter, I have only made you aware that your past is open to public scrutiny, what would the headmaster, say if copies of the newspaper report appeared on school notice boards." And then he hit her with the hammer. "And," he followed that threat up with another, one that would literally bring her to her knees. "Your husband works for Consolidated Construction doesn't he, one of the worlds largest construction companies, I'm sure they wouldn't be very happy if they received it in the post either, what do you think Mrs Carter?" Holly's resolve went totally. "Please Dmitri I'll do anything you tell me please don't do this to me, to us, tell me what you want me to do." Tear slid down her cheeks, Dmitri nearly cracked. He stepped to her and wrapped her in his arms. Holly stiffened; it was obvious now what he wanted. "No," she said, "I, we can't, you mustn't Dmitri it's not right, I'm married, please think what you are about to ask me what to do?" "Again Mrs Carter, I'm not making any demands, you are the mistress of your own destiny." Was his all knowing answer, he knew now that the fight, having been fought was over, he was the victor. He held her to him, but if someone happened to pass the classroom there was a chance of being seen. "Let's pop into the store room Mrs Carter to discuss this a little further." He told her. Holly reluctantly turned to go, Dmitri picked up the cushion that was on her chair. He followed her in turned on the light and dropped the cushion to the floor. He took her in his arms again and kissed her, it wasn't returned, 'not to be unexpected I suppose,' he thought. "Dmitri there is still time for you to relent and stop all this," she whispered softly, hoping he would do just that. "I won't say a word about it I promise you." "I'm already sure you won't say a word about it now Mrs Carter." He said confidently, he put his hands on her shoulders and pressed downwards, he pushed the cushion with his foot to where her knees would hit the floor. Holly sank down, she looked up at him, 'oh Jesus he isn't going to make me...' She couldn't even finish the words. Dmitri unzipped his pants and fished out his cock, it was erect, hard, the veins prominent, it was also long and thick, and topped off by a very bulbous mushroom on the end of it. He was circumcised too. It was the first time she had ever seen one like it. Holly had no option but to look at it, it was right there in front of her face. "Now Holly, do your best for me okay and please don't disappoint me." The implied threat wasn't lost on his lovely teacher. She leaned forward and touched it with her soft, firm pouty lips, they were so pronounced they looked as if they were pumped up, which of course they were certainly not. It was why nearly every man she had ever met had had the same thoughts about her, 'if only?' Holly sensed his man smell, it wafted over her face, she had already decided that she would not succumb to his demands in any way but to do as he told her. She would never ever be made to enjoy this, no way. She pursed her lips and Dmitri nearly died with the cool soft pleasure of looking down and watching her take him on. Her mouth slowly but surely covered and enveloped him, a little later he felt the first tug as she sucked, his knees twitched in appreciation. Holly closed her eyes and began to suck him off in earnest, 'lets get this over with,' were the words in her mind. Soon she was working him up and down, she loved taking Norman this way, and his man smell always got the better of her. That was when she really smelled Dmitri's own odour and it wasn't unpleasant, this was something she hadn't thought about or bargained for. He pressed a switch on the tiny recorder in his pocket; it was right next to her mouth, covered only by the thin material of his trousers. "You seem to be enjoying sucking my cock Mrs Carter," he said, and pulled her off him. "do you?" he asked again "Yes Dmitri I do," and jammed her mouth back on and continued with her set task, one she was now really enjoying. "I think you must be the best there is at doing this Mrs Carter, are you?" Again he pulled her off. She looked up at him wondering why he was wasting time. "You had better believe it." She answered, and returned to his thick heavy prick. 'That'll do me,' he thought, 'got all I want on tape now, my insurance has been purchased.' He pressed the button again and turned the recorder off. He filled her nostrils, he surrounded her whole head, it washed over her, the musk was making her try harder to please him, 'what am I doing!' She said to herself, but she was finding it hard to fight, it was a smell that turned her on. It was like an Alpha male hormone he was delivering to his chosen mate, and as a female of the species it was in her genes to submit to the dominant male. Holly was submitting. Without knowing it Holly now raged at his cock, 'this is just beautiful,' she thought, 'his cock is perfect, it fits me so good.' The heat coming from it almost singed the inside of her mouth. Her lips and tongue were fighting each other to win the battle to make him cum. Dmitri had his hands in her hair and making her travel at the speed he wanted, he needed to make this last as long as possible, which he knew, wasn't going to be too long. Holly attacked his prick with urgent ferocity, sucking hard, licking, taking as much of him into her succulent mouth as she could, and every time she did this, she was injecting her nostrils with his man smell making her submit even further with every forward press her nose was tickled by his pubic hairs. She built up a heaven sent suction that he could no longer resist, he gripped her head. Holly knew instinctively that he was going to blow. She had no intention of pulling off; she wanted him, to taste him, to swallow for all time his pungent man smell and his cum. Dmitri shot his load hard and fast into his beautiful teachers waiting and willing mouth, she sucked and swallowed just as fast and hard to ensure nothing was wasted. She got it all down and a feeling of immense pride and satisfaction that she had done so came over her. She was pleased and beamed up at him. She saw him looking down, his mouth pen, his cock slipped from her lips and he sank down on his knees. Without waiting he kissed her, his arms went around her, she kissed him back, her body, her mind, and her heart wanted to, so she did. After many minutes of kissing, caressing, holding and touching she with drew. "Dmitri, what now, is that it, have you had what you wanted, are we done?" She already knew the answer was a no. He shook his handsome head. "Afraid not Mrs Carter, we have a lot more to find out about each other don't we?" Holly knew there was no point in arguing too much, but she still tried. "You can't keep blackmailing me Dmitri, you and I will be discovered and then we will both be facing the consequences of your actions." "Yes Mrs Carter I know you are right, but I have to make love to you at least a few times, and judging by this performance today I think you just might want to as well." He lay her down on the floor, putting the cushion under her head, he would rather have been in a bed with her, 'but beggars can't be choosers' he said to himself. He hitched her skirt up, undid her blouse and pushed up her bra and sucked hard on one nipple then the other, they were already hard and erect, she moaned involuntarily, he delved a hand between her toned thighs and poked a finger into her until now, unknown soaking pussy, bringing a holding embrace to him. He mounted her, he was inside her in moments and fucking her like a mad man, Holly couldn't stop herself responding to the big prick in her, it travelled to places her husband hadn't. A Loving Wife's Life Is Changed Her legs rose on their own, with seemingly no assistance from her, clamped to his lower back, her arms wrapped around him, they kissed then, it was a lovers kiss, he wasn't taking anything from her, she was giving it freely. Holly wallowed frantically under him, urging him on, crying softly into his neck. "Yes Dmitri yes, oh god yes, hmmmm, that's so good honey, go on, do it, do it Dmitri do it." He was bashing into her, his second wind in full sail, Holly was taken back to her college days being fucked like this by Norman, and oh did she miss those times! Holly orgasmed then, she was so busy thinking and it hit her with the force of a twelve bore shot gun, it cleaned her out totally, she crushed him, she trembled and shuddered under him, her juices shot from her pussy and soaked them both. Holly cried out in a way she couldn't ever remember doing before, the orgasm was more than she could bear, she almost threw him off, but he stayed her with more and more deep seated thrusts and plunges, his cock was her master, there was no escape from it. They both came together in one tumultuous finale, him grunting above her, her grunting below him, both gave the other the ultimate feeling of complete happy satisfaction. He for his part had never made love to a woman of such beauty, her very being, her self, her ways; it was all a turn on for him. And if only she knew it, he would die before he gave her any grief over her past. He realised then that his knees and elbows were hurting; he had taken the shin of them. Holly's lower back was hurting her too, and her shoulder blades, all the injuries being caused by the hard floor they were on. He moved, stood and helped her to her feet. He took her in his arms again and they kissed, Holly had been unfaithful for the first time in her life, and for the first time in her life she was willingly kissing another, and what's more, she liked it, even though she knew she shouldn't! "You sometimes are not in class Mrs Carter, why is that?" he asked her. "I do a lot of work for the school at home," she told him. "Tomorrow?" he said. "Yes as it happens, why do you ask?" "No reason," he replied. He held her, they kissed some more. "Dmitri how long will this go on, we can't use this room, other teachers use this too you know?" "Don't worry Mrs Carter," he told her, "I have to get off now, make sure the way is clear for me to leave okay?" he said. Holly moved out of the store room after straightening her clothes, Dmitri did the same, leaving the door open she walked across the classroom and opened the door to peep out. She waved to him to step out of the storeroom, he headed for the door. On arriving there he peered out, then turned to her and said, "I have a free period tomorrow morning, I'll be at your house by 8.30am okay, be ready for me." And he walked away leaving a stunned and speechless teacher in his wake. He had gone before she got her breath. Holly sat at her desk, 'now I never expected that,' she told herself, 'what the hell I am going to do.' Already she knew it was too late to argue with him, her husband left for work at 7.30 so she should be alright, she would not admit him into her home, there was no way he was getting past her front door. Strangely enough Holly slept well that night, whether it had been the banging Dmitri had given her she couldn't decide. In the morning she had breakfast with her husband, she knew already that Dmitri was going to do what he wanted to do, and there was little she was going to be able to do about it. Norman left her with his usual kiss, 'be careful out there,' was his parting gift to the wife he loved so much. Holly trailed upstairs feeling sad about her predicament, but she could only blame herself, her husband, and their friend for it. They had done the drug deed and now she was paying for it. But irrationally she was excited too; she fleetingly thought of her pupil's big cock and shivered, she rolled her tongue around her mouth and remembered the feel of it, the soft velvety skin covering the hard meat under it, the ridge of the bulbous head, the pulsating power of it. She showered, and got out some very revealing under wear, she had bought these for her Norman but hadn't worn them for him yet. Dmitri would get the benefit of them, she told herself. She brushed her lovely chestnut hair, yesterday it had been up in a bun, today it was down around her slim smooth shoulders. She carefully applied make up, not over doing it, she was looking for the carefree innocent face she wore so well. She appraised herself, she looked great, seductive, sexy and wanton. 'I can't believe I'm doing this in my own home and for another man, or boy!' she thought. But she was doing it, and it was these very small acts, small thoughts that were making her excited. She put on a short silk flowered house coat, and looked at herself. 'Holly, you look as good as you ever have.' She was ready for him, she reminded herself that she was being blackmailed, and she was doing it to save her husband as much as herself. Her pussy whistled to her, she knew those signs too well; despite her reservations she had made herself horny simply by talking it over in her head, and now her body functions had got in on the act and was taking her over. The door bell rang, he was here. She hurried downstairs; she didn't want him to be seen on her doorstep. She ushered him in, he immediately grabbed her, pulled her to him, she could feel his prick pressing into her pussy, she quivered, he kissed her, she melted. Any thought of bringing this to an end was gone, she suddenly wanted to be fucked again, his very actions were bringing her to her lovely knees. Without words he picked her up in his strong young arms and she was carried off by her 18 year old pupil. The 32 year old married beauty was on her way to total debasement, and debauchery, utter seduction, and there was nothing to be done about it. By the time he was carrying her along her landing she was actually looking forward to having his prick deep within her again, a tiny orgasm rippled through her luscious body. 'That was a definite first,' she said to herself. But the words 'this is still blackmail,' ran through her mind, being coerced and forced was her position no matter whether she was feeling sexually aroused and excited or not by her submission to him. And as he hurried her into her bedroom, the one she shared with her darling and soon to be cuckolded loving and totally ignorant husband, her pussy liquefied. Dmitri literally threw her on to the bed, nearly ripped his clothes off. She managed to get her panties off but was all as dived on her, he banged and ripped his prick into Holly. She had never been loved, fucked or treated in this way, he was demonic, he fucked her with such power and controlled ferocity it took her breath away. All Holly could do now was hang on to him while he had his way with her. Orgasms overtook her mind, they beat her into complete submission, she humped back at him as much as she was allowed to but there was no stopping him now. Dmitri was on a roll and wouldn't stop until he blew all he had into his beautiful sexy teacher. Holly's eyes were closed tight but she could still see him above her, hips rising and falling with rhythmic propulsion, jet powered. Holly cried out as a final huge climax hit her, she couldn't take or give any more. Thankfully Dmitri was at the end of his insurgency of her, he gave one last almighty thrust and buried his prick so deep she could feel it actually in her cervix or even womb, she didn't know which. She did feel his thick potent sperm filling her, the heat spread in her like a wild bush fire. Her body expanded to allow it passage to wherever it was going to go. Her every thought at that moment stunned her later beyond her very being. 'I want his baby,' she told herself. The primal need for a female in heat was the desperate desire to be rutted and mated by the alpha male in her group. And Dmitri was that alpha male to her right at that minute in her life. From him entering her home to finishing shooting his load into her womb and belly had been less than ten minutes. Dmitri had taken her, used her, debased her, shown her that she wasn't in control of her life anymore, he was! It took some moments to get their breath back, then he looked down at her, and said. "Tell me Mrs Carter, can your husband do that to you? Could he ever do that to you? Has he ever done that to you? I already know he can't and never has, has he Hmmm?" She hated to admit it to herself because she knew he was right, but she couldn't admit it to him. "You shouldn't ask me things like that Dmitri; some things are private in one's life." "That's all I need to know, there's the answer right in your words, you can't admit it, but you will Mrs Carter, you will tell me that I am the best lover you have ever had." "Please Dmitri don't ask me, I don't want to talk about it." "Its okay Mrs Carter, get on your knees and head down, I'm going to fuck it out of you right now, come on, I have to be in class in an hour." Holly hated herself right then, she was being force fucked, but to her eternal shame she loved it. This boy seemed to be looking right into her very soul. She hesitantly did as he said, and he gaped as her soft round ass appeared before him. Without thinking what he was doing he landed two tremendous slaps, one on each cheek. Holly howled and fell flat, he landed two more before she got her hands back to offer her already fire raged ass some protection. "Get back on your knees bitch!" He roared at her. Even he was surprised at his actions and the power of his voice. Holly burst into tears but hurriedly got back on her knees and offered him her body. A power dominant male was upon her now and Holly gave in immediately, there was nothing to even think about. He had suddenly visited upon her her subjugation. "Please don't smack me any more Dmitri, I'm sorry," though why she didn't know. This episode caused his prick to rear once more, angry, hot, hard, strong and rigid. He got behind her and held her hips and pushed the thick rounded head of his rampant tool just barely into the confines of Holly's super heated spunk filled pussy, she tried to push back to get him in but he went with her rearward push, not allowing her to get more of him in. He was only 18 years old but something inside him told him what to do, how to act, how to treat a woman desperate to be bred. He had just shot his load so the reasoning inside him told him to make her wait until he was ready to do things his way, not hers. Waggling his heavy prick in her, he said commandingly. "Tell me what you want Mrs Carter!" Holly was again past the point of no return, no going back, all she wanted now was to be made love to, to be fucked anyway he wanted to fuck her. She felt dejected, degraded, debauched, used and abused, but she didn't care, her body and mind wasn't going to allow her to care. She said in a very small and pleading voice. "Please Dmitri please." "Please Mrs Carter, please what?" he taunted her more by insinuating his prick and inch or two further in and pulling it out. Holly broke right then. "Please make love to me Dmitri, make love to me I'm begging you." She bleated trying to move backwards again on to him. He stopped her. "Make love to you Mrs Carter, make love to you, don't you mean please fuck you Mrs Carter, is that what you mean?" Again he rammed his prick halfway in and ripped it back from her. "Yes yes yes Dmitri, please yes." "Yes what Mrs Carter?" Holly had no way now to refuse him; she had to say it, to beg him. "Dmitri please fuck me please please please." She saw huge tears of defeat drop on to the sheet under her. The utmost need for him to do her anyway he wanted; she would accept it no matter what he said or did. Then he issued the ultimate demand, one she could no longer deny to him, and certainly not to herself. He rammed into her again several times and then withdrawing from her. Holly was almost demented for it now. "Can your husband fuck you like me Mrs Carter, has he ever fucked you as good as me, I am a much better lover than him. Is he a limp dicked man compared to me Mrs Carter, is he?" "Yes Dmitri he is, and no he hasn't and never could fuck me like you can and have, never!" "That's the way my lovely bitch," he said challengingly, "that's all you had to say, don't you feel better now Mrs Carter knowing you have man's prick in you at last instead of the little pecker he has hmmmm." He thumped his prick hard and deep into her, and pulled back all the way, Holly moaned in utter tormented sexual frustration. She knew hat she had to do, what to say. "Dmitri you are the man, my man, my lover, my giver, just tell me what you want, what you need, I will give it, I will do it, I will say it." "Just say it Mrs Carter, admit it to yourself and then to me, and I will fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked, that's the reason you are alive, you were put on this earth to be fucked weren't you?" Holly finally said all he wanted to hear. "No one has ever fucked me or will ever again the way you have and are Dmitri, I need you to do me, fuck me, love me, make me yours." He charged his prick deep in and fucked her with such abandon Holly completely forgot all that had gone before, how could a boy of such a young age be like this, she thought, so brash, so confident, so powerful, so strong, and so so domineering that she had been totally unable to fight it. Her submission to him was over. Dmitri fucked her without thought to her satisfaction, well being, anything, she didn't exist at this moment, all he wanted to do was fuck the stunningly beautiful teacher he had now enslaved somehow. He hadn't intended to go this way, it had progressed all on its own, but he liked having the authority he seemed to have. He waded into her pussy, giving her a hammering he didn't even know he was giving her, making her cum so hard and so often she lost her mind in it. She didn't hear her words of submission, her begging, her needs, all she had in her mind was the imagined sight of his prick doing her the way he had told her he would, and the words he had said rang in her mind. 'You were put on this earth to be fucked weren't you Mrs Carter, the reason you are alive is to be fucked, to be a sex toy, to submit to the male who owns you.' "Yes yes yes," she shouted, not knowing she was doing it, agreeing with him, that he was right, she was here solely to be fucked by him, and anyone else, she didn't think, but it was now implanted in her head. Dmitri gave her more satisfaction that morning that Holly never knew existed, or could be given. He finally shot his second load, and pulled away, he never asked her if she was alright, he didn't really care. He had got what he didn't know he wanted, a sex slave, a beautiful married woman that he now knew he could and would fuck at every opportunity, every turn. He got out of bed, he wasn't going to speak to her now, he would tell her how it was, she would listen and she would do as he told her. He walked out of her bedroom without a backward glance and into her shower. Holly stayed where she was, unable yet to rise and move herself, she watched him go, and she sighed. He came back, climbed on the bed with her and kissed and loved her, Holly was so grateful she looked at him with total admiration, and submission. 'Wonder what's coming next?' she thought. "When is your next day off Mrs Carter?" he asked. "Please Dmitri, call me Holly now?" "What's your next day off Mrs Carter?" he gave her a purposeful look. "Friday," she said, knowing now her immediate future was sealed, cemented, concreted over. "Good, I'll be here at 8.30 be ready for me." he kissed her then left, and Holly felt empty. He almost told her he was going to fuck her ass but decided he would give her the pleasure of making her ask him to do it instead. Holly lay there for a long time before racing into town when she had recovered sufficiently form her wonderful ordeal, and bought brand new such sexy underwear for him. She knew he would be pleased. But she also knew her life had changed now, and tonight when her husband came home she had to make sure she was the woman he had left that morning, she also had to work tonight to complete her tasks for school. Then she stopped herself and reflected on what she was doing, where she was, where her life was heading. Would her marriage survive this, would her husband find out, she resolved her utmost self not to allow that to happen, but it would also make her submit to Dmitri's every demand. She had to protect Norman her husband from this, there was two months to go before Dmitri moved on; she would get by all of this and then take stock of her life changing upheaval. Holly braved it out, she didn't think her husband had noticed anything about her to make him wonder if something was wrong. But when he wanted to make love to her she had to pretend she was her normal self, he went to sleep happy, but Holly didn't. She hated herself for wishing his cock was bigger, she couldn't resist comparing him with Dmitri, and wanting him to beat her with it just like Dmitri was now doing. Friday came and Dmitri was at her door. Holly ushered him in and stepped into his arms, she had decided that if she was in this, then she would be really in it, up to her beautiful sexy neck. The gorgeous teacher kissed her lover, her boy man, her dominator and submitted right there in her hallway again to him. "Come on Mrs Carter I need to fuck you, its been nearly three days since I heard you beg me, I'm looking forward to hearing it again, you are going to aren't you Mrs Carter?" His words cut through her like a knife; she had already given herself to him. He set off up stairs leaving her in his wake. He hadn't even noticed what she was wearing just for him. It would have brought any other man to his knees with desire for her. He had just turned his back and gone to her bedroom. 'You fucking bastard, I hate you,' she shouted in her heads, 'how dare you treat me like this!' She hurried after him, her pussy was on fire! Her nipples were ready to burst open; her body ached for his cock. He was just dropping his pants to the floor and climbing into her bed. "Come on Mrs Carter hurry up, get this in your mouth, and get it in now!" He ordered. Holly hated herself more than him, she dove on him and sucked him up and in, her nostrils savoured the musk coming from him, it turned her resistance, not that there was any, to jelly. Dmitri let her slaver over his prick, he put his hands behind his head and watched as she attacked his prick, then in amazement as she slid off it and sucked his nuts up one at a time in her hot mouth. She laboured over him, her tongue trying to get under to lick his ass. That gave him the idea to use her. He adjusted himself to be over her; he dropped his prick in between her lips and crucified her pussy with his own tongue and mouth. He drove her insane. Holly was so enraptured by him. He leaned up and sat on her face, his balls on her chin, he toyed with her treacherous murderous nipples, Holly started to lick and ream his ass, he lifted up a little to allow her all the room she needed and Holly went for it, she drove her tongue as far up his tight little brown hole as she could, she clamped her lips to him and sucked it. Dmitri leaned forward and jammed two fingers into her boiling pussy and thumbed her clit. Holly took off, an orgasm she had never had hit her so hard she thought she was going to die. It forced her to dip so deeply and thrust her tongue hard into Dmitri's ass she could taste his shit, it was wonderfully arousing and pleasing to her. She could taste the aromatic scent of him on the sensory buds of her probing tongue. A Loving Wife's Life Is Changed Dmitri whipped around and rammed his so fully erect prick all the way up to the hilt of his beautiful married bitch's pussy, that's how he thought of her now, his bitch, there to serve him. It was his needs and his alone that mattered, if she got hers then all well and good. But it was him that had to be satisfied, and woes betide her if she didn't. Holly moaned and groaned as amassive climax swept through her, she realised that it was her own responses to being done this way that was bringing out these tremendous thudding finishes to her. Dmitri threw her over and made her get to her knes, and without thinking any further, he punched his prick wholly up and into Holly's ass. She screamed out loud, tried to get away but he was too strong and in some sort of trance, a stupor. He held her tight and fucked her so hard she had no way of rejecting him. Her sphincter had closed tight around the thick bulbous head of his cock and the harder she tried to get off the tighter her little hole clamped itself to it. Her body gave way and gave itself over to it, and much to her utter surprise the feeling of admission, submission and desire for her being to be controlled and used this way made her rejoice in the sensation of having this huge thick pole of hard meat injecting her. Holly shook her head, pulled and pushed, twisted and turned, but not to get him off, to get him out. But to relish in this sublime destruction of her inners. She climaxed again and again; it seemed to pour out of her super heated pussy. Then she felt him stiffen, stop his thrusting in and out and hold her tight. It was the feeling of hot liquid flooding her that she knew he was cumming in her ass. It made her thunder through her last orgasm and fall to the bed with him still secured tight in her. Both had experienced the ultimate cum, it demolished them both. Holly lay under him totally spent; he lay upon her feeling the same way. As they recovered and regained their breath, a light went on in Holly's beautiful head. She managed to squirm her way from under him, his prick plopping out, covered in her very own shit. She rolled on to her side and looked at him; Dmitri rolled on to his back and did the same. He saw a woman who was his totally, completely subservient to him. Holly saw no such thing, she knew now that this had gone far enough, as much as she would cum on his prick, as much as she loved being fucked and made love to by her wayward pupil her marriage meant more, much much more. She struggled to her knees and slid to his side, looking down at him she smiled, he smiled back. Then Holly threw a tremendous right handed fist straight into the centre of his face, it broke his nose completely. She had remembered her martial arts instructor on how to punch above her weight simply by rotating her wrist fully at impact. Blood spurted all over; she hit him again before he could react. Then she hit him with a left handed blow from the side into his chin. He put his hands to his nose, Holly jumped up and drove both of her knees into his unprotected and very slack stomach. Then she set about beating him all over, the surprise along with immediate victory was hers. She had the advantage and she took it. Soon he was cowering and begging forgiveness, to plead her to stop, he was sorry. Holly did stop but only because she had no more strength left, she staggered from the bed, picked his clothes up and threw them at him. "Get out Dmitri, get out and don't come back, and if you try and blackmail me ever again I will kill you!" He crawled away, stuffed his clothes on and ran away from her, she followed him down and heaved a hefty kick into his lower back bringing him to his knees in her hallway, she jumped on him again and rained more blows to his head and body. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Mrs Carter, I promise I'll never say anything I promise." His nose was running in blood, she knew his eyes would blacken and he would limp for a while. "I swear Dmitri you ever even look at me again and you are dead, and I will also call the police, this is over, do you understand!" she roared at him. He cramped away and out of her door. Holly laughed and fell to the floor in happiness; she couldn't believe what she had just done. She made her husband have a week's holiday at short notice and they went away for what Holly told herself would be quality time. Over the ensuing months she tried her best to rebuild her love for him, she returned to school and Dmitri never ever lifted his handsome head when she was around. But she knew she would never forget the fabulous fuckings she had had from her young lover. She would always miss the feeling of having a big thick and heavy cock ravage her. But being with Dmitri had changed her outlook on married life, loving her man wasn't the same as being fucked like she had been by him, no, having a big cock was no barrier to it. Her position shifted in her head, she would always love Norman but his cock just didn't cut it any more. She knew that if she was ever presented with one again, she would give in to it. Holly handed in her notice so she could return to college and chase her dream. She was a changed woman now, a lot more assertive in her approach to life and her husband; Dmitri had seen to that, in fact Norman liked his 'new' bossy wife. But she also was aware of a man who had charismatic power within him. The Principal who interviewed her, he had 'charismatic power' coming out of his ears. Holly tensed in his presence, almost wilted before him; she actually considered not taking up the position she was offered. She now knew danger signs from such a man, Dmitri had taught her that. But looking at the charismatic man she smiled and accepted. She estimated he was in his early forties, quite good looking. And being the woman she now was, she picked up on the unspoken words that he was not only impressed with her academic qualifications; he was awed by her very beauty. Holly had changed alright, and she liked a powerful man. The thought unasked for in her beautiful head as she left her meeting was, 'I wonder how big Mr James's cock is?' Her pussy convulsed at the wicked thought.