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Mary's New Life

By: The_Assman



Fictional story.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.



CHAPTER 1

"It's 1:15 you're late again" he said. "What part of having a lunch hour between 12 and 1 don't you understand?" 

Mary was near tears; nothing had gone right today, now she was being berated for getting back late. 

"I'm so sorry Mr. Anderson" she said, "I got confused downtown again and missed my turn."

"Don't give me your excuses" he says, "I've had about all of them I can take." He waves a file in her face. "These reports are all wrong again, someone is going to have to stay late tonight and fix them. Tell me, who do think that will be?"

Oh no not tonight Mary thought, Mark was coming into town and she hadn't seen him in almost a month. 

"Mr. Anderson" she cried, "I have plans for tonight, couldn't you get someone else to do it this one time?" 

"Why should someone else have to fix your mistakes?" he asked. "Maybe this job is just too much for you and I should find somebody more competent."

"Please Mr. Anderson don't fire me. I really need this job, isn't there something I can do? I will work tonight and fix the reports" she says. "I won't be late anymore and I'll be much more careful with my work." 

"You really think it's that simple?" he asked her, "Everyone in the office has been picking up your slack for the last month. I swear I don't know where your head is at with all the screw-ups you've done lately."

Near tears Mary begs him, "Please Mr. Anderson don't fire me. Give me a chance to improve; I'll do anything if you'll just give me another chance." 

"I don't know Mary; it just isn't fair to everyone else. You cause more work for them and bring our productivity down. Come to my office after work, in the meantime I will talk to the rest of the group and get their opinions."

At 21, Mary had thought she had all. 5 ft. 2 in. tall and 116 pounds, her breasts were perky 36 Cs that turned upward. Her nipples look like erasers trying to break through her usual tight tops. Her waist was only 22 inches that flared to rounded 34 inch hips. Her ass was a heart shaped beauty that she enhanced by wearing tight fitting slacks or skirts. With skin that was pale and blemish free, Mary appeared to never have sunbathed, giving her virtually no tan lines. Green eyes the color of emeralds looked out from a head full of curly fire red hair that fell just below the shoulders. 

Mary had met her boyfriend Mark four months before at a nightclub. They had been sexually active for the last three months. Mark worked for a large company and travel around the country doing sales calls which made their time together so precious. 

The rest of the afternoon crawled past as Mary worried and struggled to correct the errors in her report. Mr. Anderson was right she thought, this is incompetent work, how could she possibly have made so many errors? As 5:00 approached Mary knew she was in for a long night. 

Mary hoped that Mark would understand and forgive her for not making their date tonight. Damn it she thought, what I need is a good screwing. If she couldn't connect with Mark tonight who knew when the next opportunity might be.

Startled out of her daydreams by her co-workers getting ready to go home, Mary tried to find the courage she needed to face Mr. Anderson. As she walked down the hallway to Mr. Anderson's office she could feel the eyes of her co-workers burning into her, as if they already knew what her fate was.

Mary gently knocked on Mr. Anderson's door and waited for a response. Maybe he had stepped out or forgotten about her she thought.

"Come in" she hears him snap. As Mary entered his office she thinks, well his mood hasn't improved any. 

Mr. Anderson purposely ignored Mary for a good five minutes as she stood waiting to hear his decision. He had to repress a laugh as she fidgeted uncomfortably. For weeks he had been waiting for just this moment. If Mary only knew that he and her co-workers had intentionally put her in this predicament. By purposely creating the errors in her reports they had set her up. Mary never suspected that her mentor had selected her months before as his newest play toy. 

Mary had been so eager and excited when Mr. Anderson had chosen her.   Over all the other women in the secretarial pool, she was his choice for this workgroup. His patience had been tried time and again as she struggled to learn the new job. Now the trap had been set, it was just a matter of time before Mary was late again and he could implement his plan. 

"This really can't go on any longer Mary, it's not fair to the company or your co-workers" Mr. Anderson began. "I have no choice but to let you go."

Tears welled in her Mary eyes, hearing the words she had been dreading all afternoon. What am I going to do now? Just the thought she might have to move home with her parents and admit that she could not survive in the adult world alone was unbearable. 

"Please Mr. Anderson, give me another chance." Mary pleaded 

"I am afraid not," he said, "Even though some of your co-workers thought I should give you another chance, their suggestion really is not appropriate." 

A glimmer of hope radiated through Mary's mind. "Really," she asked. "If they are willing to give me a second chance why won't you Mr. Anderson?" 

"Well you see Mary, It's isn't that I'm not willing to give you another chance, it's just that I don't really believe what they suggested is appropriate in a professional office." Mary looked at him confused.

"The thing is Mary; they agreed to continue picking up your slack, even though it does mean more work for them until you can catch on. They are also willing to forgive you for having brought our productivity down. Their concern is, your not trying hard enough or take your work seriously. Their thought is, If they were allowed to punish you for causing them additional work and screwing up; they'll believe you will learn much quicker."

Mary didn't know whether to be shocked or angry. Did they believe she needed to be punished like the child to learn anything? She was an adult damn it, why couldn't people treat her like one? Even though the very thought appalled her, Mary couldn't see where she had much choice.

"Mary, just forget I said anything." Mr. Anderson said, "This really isn't a practice that is encouraged in the business world. Why don't you go pack your things and let's leave it at that."

"Please Mr. Anderson, I can't lose this job" she pleaded. 

"Well Mary it's entirely up to you I suppose. I must warn you though, if you decide to agree to this, it's by your own choice. You will have to sign a statement that you have agreed to participate of your own freewill and no one coerced you into it. I believe it to be a bad idea, I'm not about to allow this company to be dragged into a scandal so that you can save your job."

After a moment Mary asked. "What kind of punishments do they have in mind?"

"Well, since you have not performed your tasks properly, causing extra work for them, I believe they think a spanking is in order. After that, they suggested you should be made to repay each of them in some way for the time they have had to put in to cover for you. I think it's quite generous of them myself, after all having to cover for you has made all of our production less." 

Doubt and fear course through Mary. Her mind raced to find another solution but it was this or go home in defeat. She could think of nothing to escape her fate. 

"Very well" Mary sighed, "I agree." 

Had she not been in a state of shock, Mary might had noticed Mr. Anderson took from his desk a paper already written and typed. The paper stated that Mary agreed to be used in any way Mr. Anderson saw fit. She signed without bothering to read it in the hope she could get this over and done with. 

Smiling Mr. Anderson said. "Very well Mary you can begin removing your clothing." 

"What; You didn't say I would have to get undressed" Mary said. 

"Just what were you expecting Mary? Did you think you were just going to get your butt slapped a few times and you could go home" he sneered? "Get your fucking clothes off right now or I will have them ripped off you." 

Shocked, Mary screamed at him; "You can't talk to me like that, who do you think you are."

"I'm your new master you little twit. You see, you just signed a consent that allows me to do almost anything I wish to you. Yes that's right Mary; to put it bluntly you just signed what is considered a slave contract. You are going to do anything and everything I tell you to do Mary. Do you know why? Because if you don't do what you're told you will be stripped, whipped and raped worse than anything you have ever imagine. You'll be used as we see fit and everything we do will be videotaped. When we finally tire of using you, you will be dumped naked in the worst part of town. If you survive, you may go to the police if you wish. I personally wouldn't recommend it as it won't do you any good. I will simply tell them you were a willing participant and show them the contract that you signed. After that I will distribute the videotape we made nationwide, as well as send copies to your parents, grandparents and friends back home."

Defeated and with tears in her eyes Mary slowly removed her blouse and skirt. As she looked at him pleadingly he simply indicated for her to continue. Blood rushed to her face as she removed her bra and lowered her panties. 

As he watched her, admiring what he had only imagined until now. Mr. Anderson pushed the button on his intercom signaling for the others to join him. 

Mary blushed even deeper red and tried her best to cover her nakedness's when Bill, Andy, Joyce and Susan entered the room. 

"Well I see your plan worked, she has agreed to play with us?" Andy asked. Without hesitation he walked up to Mary and stuck his hand between her legs. 

Mary cringed as Andy inserted a finger into her pussy and worked it in and out. Shocked Mary wondered how this could possibly be happening to her. Andy removed his hand and held it to his nose. Looking Mary in the eye he inhaled deeply and sucks her juices from his finger. "My god that's tasty" he said, "anybody else want a taste?"

Everyone laughed except for Mary. She had been working with these people for months, how could they be allowing this to happen to her. 

"All right Mary;" her boss commanded, 'Bend your ass over the desk and spread your legs."

As Mary leaned over the desk, they grabbed each of her ankles and wrists. Her wrists were tied wide apart on one side of the desk; her legs spread wide and tied on the other side. 

"Tell me Mary; do you have a boyfriend, asked Mr. Anderson?"

Mary nodded 'yes.' Lights exploded in her head and she could taste blood in her mouth as Mr. Anderson unexpectedly slapped her.

"When you are asked a question," said Mr. Anderson "I expect an answer. Do you understand me?"

"Yes," Mary whispered in shock. Another slap landed.

"You will also address me and everyone else here as Sir or Madam. Understood?"

"Yes sir," she cried. 

"Tell me Mary; are you still a virgin?" he asked.

"No sir" she whispered. 

"That's too bad" Mr. Anderson said, "I had hoped you might be. Have you ever given your boyfriend a blowjob Mary?" 

"Yes sir. But I really don't like it." 

"Have you ever had anal intercourse Mary?"

"Excuse me sir?" Mary said with a puzzled look on her face

'Has he ever screwed you in the ass?" Mr. Anderson demanded.

"Oh no sir" Mary said with distaste. "We tried that once but it was much too painful and it's disgusting." 

"Well at least you have one virgin hole to bust tonight." Mr. Anderson laughed. 



Mary screamed as her ass exploded with fire. Looking back Mary could see Susan standing with her feet spread wide holding what looked like a small oar. 

Mr. Anderson slapped Mary again. "Has anyone given you permission to scream?"

"No sir," Mary sobbed. As blow after blow landed on Mary's bottom her tormentors just laughed at her. Bill grabbed Mary by her hair and twisted her head sideways. 

"Always thought you were too good to give me a second look didn't you bitch" he said. 

"No sir," Mary cried.

"Is that right," said Bill. "I always thought you didn't like me. Every time I invited you to lunch you always said you had other plans. It's okay though Mary, here's your chance to make it up to me." As Bill unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out as he placed it to Mary lips. It was only about six inches long but as large as a Coke can. 

"Open wide," Bill told her as he forced the tip between her lips. Mary almost gagged from the smell of Bill's musk and the thought of his penis in her mouth. She tried to keep her mouth closed but he pinched her nose forcing her to open her mouth to breath.

"If you bite me I will knock your teeth out Mary, then you can gum me all you want" Bill told her. As he increased the tempo of fucking her mouth Mary could taste the precum on her tongue. She knew it wouldn't be long for Bill to cum and the thought of him emptying himself in her mouth revolted her. Trying to pull her head away only increased his pleasure as he forced himself further into her and shot a load of cum into Mary's mouth. Gagging Mary tried to rid her mouth of his cum, but Bill forced his cock head further down her throat and emptied his nut sack into her stomach. As Bill withdrew from Mary's mouth; a trail of come stretched from her lips to his cock. He slapped her across the face with his prick a dozen times, leaving droplets of come all over her face. 

Mary's ass felt as if it had been set on fire. Susan eventually tiring from her attack on Mary's ass slowed and finally stopped. As she stopped her assault she grabbed a handful of Mary's red pubic hair yanking it out. Walking around in front of Mary, she rubbed the hair in Mary's face. 

"What's the matter Mary, not such a tough cunt now are you?" Susan asked, "I am so sick of having to pick up your slack, always wiggling that cute ass to get what you wanted. Well it's payback time." 

Mary watched Susan remove her slacks and panties as she wondered what was next. She didn't have to wonder long as she felt someone probing at her pussy.  Looking back she saw Andy stroking his cock with one hand while playing with Mary's pussy with other. Andy's cock must have been at least nine inches long. As Andy inserted the tip into Mary's pussy she wondered how anyone could possibly take something that size? 

In one motion Andy shoved half his length into Mary. He withdrew partially and buried his entire length on his second attempt. Pounding himself in and out, Andy brutally attacked Mary's pussy. Mary's head was yanked forward as someone grabbed her hair and pulled. Susan had removed her clothes and was straddling Mary's head. 

Shoving Mary's face into her gaping slit Susan told her. "Here's your chance to get on my good side Mary. Do that pussy good and get me off in the next five minutes" Susan said. "If you do, I won't beat your ass again today. Of course if you don't do a good enough job, I will turn your ass to raw meat. As an added incentive, if you fail I'm going to take a pencil and pierce each of your nipples."

Mary set to work on Susan's pussy trying to get as much of her tongue into Susan as possible. As she ran her tongue deeper into Susan's cunt, Mary could feel Andy pounding away at hers. 

Andy was enjoying thrusting into Mary as hard possible, he shoved his thumb into Mary's ass as he pumping it in and out to the rhythm of his screwing. Mary continued her ministrations to Susan's slit as she tried to concentrate on Susan's clit. 

As Susan felt her climax building, she increased her humping of Mary's face. She moaned and came on Mary's face just as Andy erupted in her pussy filling her with his cum. Against her will Mary's body spasmed sending her into an orgasm of her own. Exhausted Mary lay wondering if she would be allowed to go home now. 

"Are you enjoying yourself Mary?" Mr. Anderson asked

"No sir" Mary said. 

"From the orgasm I just witnessed, I would say you're lying," Mr. Anderson said. "It's not a good idea to lie to me Mary." As he walked around in front of her she saw he had removed his clothing. 

Mary looked in horror at the cock standing at attention in front of her face. It couldn't possibly be real she thought, things that size were only in stories. Mr. Anderson's cock was 12 inches long and as big around as Mary's arm. It had veins running down the sides and the head looked like a small fist. 

As he pressed it to Mary's lips, she had to struggle just to get the head in her mouth. He grabbed Mary by the ears and forced a couple of inches into her mouth. Mary thought her jaws would come unhinged as she gagged on the excessive amount of meat being shoved in her mouth.

"Relax your throat" Mr. Anderson demanded. He pumped in an out as he worked more of his massive organ into her throat. Mary tried her best to get breaths of air into her lungs each time he withdrew from her throat. Within five minutes he had managed to force 3/4 of its length down her throat. Mary's jaws were stretched further than nature intended and her throat felt like liquid fire was being forced down it. As Mr. Anderson increased his tempo, he moaned and let loose a torrent of cum down Mary's throat. Mary felt as if someone had turned a hose on in her mouth. The sheer volume he produced overflowing from Mary's mouth spilling over her face and filling her nose and eyes. 

When Mr. Anderson withdrew and stepped back, Joyce was there licking and slurping what was left of Mr. Anderson's cum from Mary's face. As degrading as everything had been up to now, Mary was appalled to feel Joyce's tongue digging into her nose and invading her mouth searching for every last remnant. 

Still hard Mr. Anderson began to force himself into Mary's tight cunt. She could only imagine this is what it must feel like giving birth. Mr. Anderson continued his assault until he had buried as much as Mary would take. Mary was stretched to the point where pain and pleasure were indistinguishable from each other. As he pounded her from behind, Mary's orgasm enveloped her whole body. So intense was the pleasure, Mary lost control her bladder and peed all over herself and the desktop. As Mary's orgasm subsided, Mr. Anderson withdrew his cock from her well used pussy leaving her empty and with a yearning she had never before known. 

Before she could recover her strength, pain shot through her body as she felt her boss's monster pressing into her ass. There was no possible way he would ever fit that thing into her virgin ass Mary thought. Her next thought was, if he did how would she ever be able to get her spinster too close again? Mary could feel him spitting on her asshole as he tried to loosen her up enough to invade her body. 

"I need more lubricant," Mr. Anderson said, "Joyce give me a hand would you." As Joyce move around behind her Mary felt a tongue digging into her ass. The feeling was unbelievable. It felt like Joyce's tongue was six inches long as she swirled it around in circles, slurping and sucking on Mary's ass. Mr. Anderson pushed Joyce aside and resumed his attack on Mary's virgin ass.

Joyce circled the desk, grabbed Mary's head by the hair French kissing and sucking on Mary's tongue like a Popsicle. The smell from Joyce's face and the urine on the desktop cause Mary too retch, unbelievably this only seemed to excite Joyce more causing her to increase her attack on Mary's mouth. 

By now six inches of the monster had been shoved in Mary's ass. Her pain was so intense she no longer had the breath to scream. Inch after inch was forced into Mary's ass until she could feel his pubic hair brushing against her burning ass cheeks. Every time he withdrew, it felt as if Mary's insides were being pulled out through her ass. Mr. Anderson continued pumping, increasing his pace until he shuddered and emptied himself into Mary's ass. As he pulled out of her ass she could feel his cum running down her legs. 


Mary's New Life



Authors Note: This is a new story that continues the four part series Mary's Story. Although helpful it is not necessary for the reader to be completely familiar with that previous series of stories before beginning this new narrative. But if you are not and are curious as to how it all began I would like to encourage you to read her story from the very beginning. For some context the events depicted in this story take place after the conclusion of Mary's Story: Chapter 4 but before the beginning of the events in My Daughter Takes Charge. 

Thanks Susan 

***** 

My name is Mary Sullivan. I am 39 years old, but have been told I look much younger with long straight auburn hair that hangs down passed my shoulders. Large brown eyes highlight my soft round facial features providing a comparison to my pale complexion. My body is slim with good muscle tone from frequent gym visits. I was on my high school swim team and still enjoy swimming laps when I am able to stay in shape. 

In bare feet I stand 5'4" with long shapely sexy legs. I still have an amazing 125 lb. body for a woman about to turn forty. My 34C breasts are still very firm and perky with small quarter sized nipples that have tips like pencil erasers that get hard, stiff and very sensitive when they are aroused. My narrow and flat 26 inch waist flairs out to become a very round and shapely 36 inch hips. 

I have an 18 year old daughter, Elizabeth, who is a younger version of me except her hair is a much darker red and her breasts are a full and very round D-cup. Her father, my husband, died suddenly when Beth, that is what I most often call her, was only eight years old. Since then I have raised my daughter on my own, finished college, and I have become a very successful manager for a local large manufacturing company. 

This is the description of the Mary my friends, family and neighbors know. But I have recently begun a new life, one that is a secret life known only to a very select group of people. It was several weeks ago now that almost everything in my life changed in a very dramatic way. You see I now have someone in my life I call Master who has trained me to be his submissive sex slave named Pet. I have willingly declared my obedience to him as his personal property. I am his to use and do with as he chooses. I am no longer the owner my own body. That now belongs to my Master. 

At this point I guess I should tell you some more about the man I call Master. His name is David Jackson. He is a former athlete having played running back on both his high school and college football teams. An injury in his senior college year ended any slight chance he had of ever going pro. After graduating college he went on to law school then worked in the local District Attorney's Office. Deciding he wanted to focus more towards personal and business law he opened his own firm after only a few years. Since then he has built his small firm into one of the most successful in the city. Many of the wealthiest individuals and families in the area are among his very private and exclusive client list. 

Our master/slave relationship at this point is not completely 24/7 as I hope that one day it can be. For now it would be just way too complicated to have a professional life and be a single mother while also being a full time submissive. Although the true nature of our relationship is not public knowledge I do have a list of rules to which I must always obey. The most noticeable of which is I am no longer allowed to wear pants. Only dresses and skirts are permitted. This was a big change for me since before I mostly wore slacks or pant suits to work. Another rule, one that is not quite so apparent is that I must always keep my collar in my immediate possession. That's right I have collar. It even has a metal tag on it that has my name on one side "Pet" and on the other side it says "Property of Master David". I wear it proudly around my neck whenever Master orders me to do so. At all other times I keep it tucked away inside my purse were it is always ready to be worn should I be so commanded. 

All my family including Beth only knows David as my new boyfriend. That is how he and I both want it for now. There will come a time when I openly disclose the true nature of our relationship but for now it must remain a secret between the two of us and a select group of other like-minded individuals. 

When I am with my Master I feel like I am the person I was meant to be. I am able to freely give up almost complete control of everything in my life. This may sound weird but I actually feel freer than I have ever felt before. 

Since becoming a submissive I have met two other women who I have discovered are very much like myself. The first is named Allison. She owns a woman's clothing store that has a secret back room full of all kinds of naughty BDSM supplies she calls her toy section. The other woman is someone I already knew. Her daughter Sara has been Beth's best friend since the two of them met in their first grade class. Her name is Susan, but when she puts on her slave collar her name becomes Slut. 

Like I mentioned before the true nature of my relationship with Master David has so far been kept a secret. Beth and the rest of my family including my parents only know David as just my new boyfriend. On outward appearances we appear to be just a normal couple starting a new relationship. He picks me up at my home or sometimes after work. We go out to dinner or have drinks after work together. We go out dancing. We both love to dance. David is an excellent swing dancer and can spin me around on a dance floor until I am dizzy. This is the visible or the vanilla aspect of our relationship as he likes to call it. What we want those not in the know of our true relationship to see. 

And yes we do occasionally actually do those activities. But much more often I will receive a text message or some other communication sometime during the day ordering me to be waiting for him when he gets home. Once inside my Master's home my leather slave collar must always be worn around my neck. The rest of my clothing is removed. Inside my Master's house I am always nude, unless I have been given specific instructions to the contrary. 

There naked I wait for him to arrive kneeling in the entry way to his home. Dinner has been started in the kitchen and I anxiously look forward to serving his every command and desire. When Master arrives sometimes he has me service his cock with my mouth. I welcome the chance to service his cock anytime that I can with my mouth kneeling before him whiles he stands above me. I am only allowed to use my hands to retrieve his cock from inside his pants. Once his cock is free I must keep my hands behind me and use only my mouth, lips and tongue. I like to take each of his balls into my mouth in turn. Then run my tongue along the underside all the way to the tip. Only then do I take the full shaft between my lips slowly working it deeper and deeper into my mouth. Until my lips are touching his pubis hair and the tip of his cock is all the way deep into my throat. Back and forth I work my lips up and down his shaft and run my tongue around the tip and down each side. When he his finally ready to release his seed he will often grab the back of my head holding his cock deep all the way to the back of my mouth. When he cums I swallow it all savoring every last drop. 

When dinner is on the table I let my Master know by standing in his office doorway and announce, "Master your dinner is ready." Master sits at the table as I serve him dinner. While he eats seated at the table I eat from a bowl on the floor. Since I am only a slave and a slave would never be allowed to eat at the same table as their Master. 

After dinner Master returns to his office to work or read one of the many books in his collection where I bring him a glass of his favorite single barrel Kentucky Straight bourbon. I then return to the kitchen to clean and do the dishes. When the kitchen is clean I return to the office. While he works or reads I lie on the floor near the fireplace he has lit to keep me warm. Often he will command me to rub my cunt or pinch my nipples which keeps me aroused, but not allowing me to cum. Sometimes he orders me to bring him another bourbon, but most often he just sips the first one while watching me gently rub my cunt. 

When he is ready Master will lead me upstairs by attaching a leash to my collar. When on a leash I must always crawl on my hands and knees I am never permitted to stand. Upstairs there are six large rooms. Two of which I still have never seen the inside of. They have always been kept locked. At the top of the stairs is the biggest which is my Master's bedroom. Next to his room on the right side is the training room in which I have spent many hours learning how to be a good slave. On the left side is my room in which I keep all of the belongings my Master has graciously giving to me. It has everything one would expect to find in a bedroom. There is a large dresser, walk in closet, private bathroom, dressing table, mirrors, and chairs, everything except a bed. I sleep in my Master's bed with him. It is a privilege I have earned, but I also know could be easily taken away should I ever displease him. 

Sometimes Master will lead me up to his bedroom. There I am either secured by my arms to two of the four bed posts, but more often recently I am bent over the side of the bed leaning down on my elbows and lower arms exposing my ass. I have come to learned I must willingly accept my whippings. Here I am whipped on my buttocks sometimes with a crop or paddle, but most often spanked with his bare hand. I find these the most humiliating. It is like I am a little girl being punished for being bad, but I am not a little girl but a grown woman whose purpose is to serve her Master in any way that he desires. 

Other times he will lead me to the fourth room, what he calls the play room. In their hanging on the walls is all manner and sorts of whips, crops, and paddles. Wrist and ankle cuffs, chains and shackles and other restraining devices also hang upon the walls. And placed around the room are various pieces of furniture in which a person such as me can be easily restrained in or suspended from chains hanging from the ceiling. The whippings I receive in here are much more severe than those in his bedroom. In the center of the room is a pillory which I have found to be my favorite. 

My head and arms are secured between two heavy pieces of wood. Locked in this way it is impossible for me to see what Master is doing behind me. Often he will insert a well lubricated large butt plug into my asshole or a vibrator into my cunt-hole. A few times he has put objects into both holes at once. One of his favorite whips is a Quirt, a braided leather looped crop about 2 feet long. It is very wicked little instrument that leaves heavy dark red marks upon my pale ass cheeks. After one of these sessions the gym and especially swimming are definitely out for several days should the chance someone see the marks my Master has left behind. 

Another device Master uses frequently is two pieces of metal hinged together at one end and lock together at the other end. In the middle is a wide opening that goes around my neck and two smaller openings at either end that go around each of my wrists. Secured in this device either standing or on my knees Master likes to whip either my tits or back with one of his many floggers. Then use my mouth-hole to pleasure his cock. 

No matter what instrument Master chooses soon after entering the play room the sound of a whip or other such device striking down on to the bare flesh of my body can be heard. After each strike all I can do is scream out, "Master, yes whip me, hurt me, use me," as I count each lash of the whip. As my cunt becomes wetter and wetter with each lash and my flesh burns and stings still all I can do is beg, "Master please fuck your slave. Please fuck your slave. Fucking is all I am good for." 

When I first became a submissive I use to fear the whip. Now I could not live without it. My submission would not be complete without feeling its sting fall upon my skin. 

It is only after I have suffered enough pain that Master will finally use one of my holes. His most frequent of my holes and favorite to use is my asshole. But my cunt-hole and mouth-hole have each experienced his cock numerous times as well. My Master's cock is the most important cock in the world to me and pleasing it my greatest responsibility. I am only allowed to cum until after Master's cock is satisfied and I have asked and been given permission. Once my orgasm has subsided it is then I say, "Master thank you for giving me the privilege of cumming for you." 

After such a session Master will lead me back into my bedroom. There he will wash and caress my body and care for the marks left behind by his whip by rubbing ointment and lotion on them to sooth away the pain. He will hold me in my arms and whisper, "Pet, you have been a very good slave today." 

Then he will lead me back into his bedroom and into his bed. Sometimes he will use one of my holes again for his pleasure, but most often he will just hold me tightly in his arms as we sleep together. This is when I feel the happiest. I am where I belong wrapped tightly in my Master's arms. 

In the morning is when I get my shower. At first Master would only spray my chest and tits with his warm golden liquid. As I became more comfortable with this activity he began coating my face as well. Now I willingly open my mouth to drink down some of the warm salty fluid that spurts from my Master's cock. 

It was the morning following one of these sessions when Master and I were both getting ready to return to are everyday work lives. Just as I was getting ready to leave, "Pet do you remember what the two qualities are that I require of a submissive," asked Master David. 

"They are trust and obedience, Master." 

"Pet, do your trust me?" 

"Yes Master." 

"Will you obey me?" 

"Always Master." 

"Then Pet I am ready to begin sharing you with others. Do you know what that means?" 

"Yes Master, my body is yours to give to others for their pleasure and use." 

"Tonight I am taking you to see a friend of mine. You will obey him as if he was me. Do you understand?" 

"Yes Master" 

"I will pick you up after work tonight." 

"I will be waiting Master," I replied. 

My day at work that day was another crazy day. Phone calls and returning emails kept me busy most of the day and I was not able to get much of what I really need to get accomplished done. The day flew by and before I even had a chance to catch my breath it was five o'clock and I was standing outside my office building anxiously awaiting the arrival of my Master's black Mercedes when a large black SUV with tinted windows pulled up in front and the horn honked. Seeing that the driver was my Master I tried opening the front passenger door, but it was locked. Master motioned for me to get into the back seat. 

Once inside the large SUV as Master pulled away from the curb he said, "Pet put on your collar and remove all of the rest of your clothing. Place everything you brought with you into the bag on the seat and then put the bag into the back behind the seat." 

Quickly I complied with Master's orders and was soon sitting naked in the back seat wearing nothing but my collar. The rest of my belongings placed in bag behind the seat. I sat there wondering what next my Master had planned in store for me. 

"Take the blindfold that is on the seat and place it over your eyes," Master ordered next. 

After placing the blindfold over my eyes I suddenly became self-conscious about my situation. Here I was sitting naked in the back seat of a vehicle blindfolded being driven to some unknown location. The knowledge that the windows were heavily tinted beyond anyone seeing inside was still of little comfort. The wondering soon turned to a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. 

Master drove for quite some time making several turns both right and left. Sometimes it even seemed that we were driving in circles. It became impossible for me to even guess which direction we were headed. I was completely lost. 

Finally I felt the vehicle come to a stop. Master's door opened then I heard the rear passenger door open. I felt Master attach a leash to my collar then say, "Pet come with me." Very carefully I climbed out of the vehicle and down on to my hands and knees. I followed along as Master guided me with slight pulls on the leash. After several minutes of this Master spoke, "Careful here, Pet, we are going down a set of stairs." Cautiously I made my way down the stairs by feel still unable to see with the blindfold over my eyes. 

Eventually we made our way to the bottom of the stairs were Master continued to guide me along for several more feet by my best guess. Suddenly he gave my collar a sharp pull by the leash, and said, "Pet, kneel at attention." Immediately I moved into the ordered position. One of many that I have been taught. Spreading my knees wide apart, back straight, arms locked behind my back grasping the opposite wrist, chest thrust out. 

Kneeling in the commanded position Master removes my blindfold and the leash from my collar to find me in a dark room. Suddenly several bright lights in front of me flashed on. The lights blinded me forcing my eyes to blink several times before they adjusted. Still the blinding lights prevent me from seeing anything around me in the surrounding room. 

Then a strange voice male spoke out, "I can see what you like." I knew that voice. 

Master next ordered, "Pet, stand for inspection." Quickly I jumped up to my feet to assume the new position. Legs spread out shoulder width. Hands behind my head. Back straight. Head high, but eyes looking down at the floor. I held that position for what felt like several minutes. 

"Pet present your tits." ordered Master. Once again I complied by moving my arms from behind my head placing them under each tit lifting up and pressing them together. Again I held my position for several minutes. 

"Pet stand at attention," Master spoke. In a flash I moved my arms once again behind my back grasping the opposite wrist. 

Suddenly the room filled with bright lights from overhead. Again it took several seconds for my eyes to adjust. Before me there were three people. My Master and two others who were not strangers, I knew them both very well. On my right was my Master. In the middle was another man the husband of a woman I think of as a good friend. The two men were both seated in comfortable leather chairs. Kneeling on the floor to my left next to her Master was Slut. She was wearing only her collar. For several minutes I just stood there in silence. 

Then my Master spoke, "Pet this is my very good friend Master Jeffery. You are to obey him tonight as if he was I." 

"Yes Master I understand completely." 

This would be my first experience being shared by my Master. Just a few weeks ago the thought about what I would be doing tonight would have been the furthest thing from my mind. However tonight it seemed like the most natural and normal thing that I could do. I should have guessed that Master would be sharing me first with his good friend and the husband of my friend. 

Master Jeffery stood and began to walk completely around my body. I could feel his eyes moving up and down my naked body. He took in every curve, every detail, and even every little imperfection. With his finger he traced the curves of my body down the right side of my body from my shoulder to the hip. He then cupped my right buttock giving it a gentle squeeze. Moving around front he reached for first one breast than the other. Feeling their weight and caressing the nipples gently. 




Mary's New Life



"Pinch and squeeze her nipples," Master said, "Notice how firm and stiff they become." 

"Yes, I can feel what you are talking about," replied Master Jeffery. 

Soon my nipples were as hard as pencil erasers sticking out from my breasts. 

Master Jeffery then moved is right hand down my abdomen past my waist to between my legs. I felt him cup my cunt and soon a finger being pushed inside. My cunt-hole was so dripping wet there was no resistance. After moving his finger in and out several times he moves it up to my lips. Opening my mouth I took the finger in and begin sucking on it like a small cock. Tasting myself on the finger I eagerly lick the juices from it. Once his finger was licked clean he placed both hands on my shoulders. 

"Kneel down Pet," Master Jeffery said. "Take out my cock and suck on it." 

Obediently I did as instructed. Quickly hoping that Master Jeffery would not notice I glanced quickly over towards Slut and saw Master David move in front of her where she too began to remove my Master's cock from his pants. 

With practiced perfection I began working Master Jeffery's cock into my mouth. Coating it with juices from my tongue as it began to grow between my lips. Patiently I ran my tongue from one end to the other. Taking each of his balls into my mouth in turn I then ran my tongue along the underside all the way to the tip. Once it is full lubricated from my juices do I take the full shaft between my lips slowly working it deeper and deeper into my mouth. Until my lips are buried deep in his pubis hair and the tip of his cock is all the way deep into my throat. Back and forth I work my lips up and down Master Jeffery's shaft and run my tongue around the tip and down each side. I begin to feel his body starting to tense up and know he is getting close. Moving my lips tighter and with more suction I work my mouth around Master Jeffery's cock. When his cock erupts in my mouth I swallow down every drop just as I would if it were my own Master's juices spurting into my mouth. 

As Master Jeffery's cock continues to pump his seed into my mouth and I swallow it down my tongue begins to lick and clean his shaft. When he finishes I make sure all of my juices and remnants of his cum are completely clean-off before I return his cock inside his pants. 

Mastery Jeffery then takes me by the hand leading me towards a corning of the room. This is my first opportunity to look around the room I am in. It is about 25 feet by 20 feet. The walls are painted white and the floor is covered in black paddled vinyl. Above the ceiling joists are exposed and hanging from them are several rings and pulls I can only assume are for suspending a person from them. 

In the corner of the room I was being led towards a bondage chair. Quickly Master Jeffery secures me into place. My arms stood straight out to my sides and my legs held wide apart exposing all of my most vulnerable areas. Once secured Master Jeffery removed a flogger hanging on the wall. Looking across the room I could see that my Master had led Slut over to a spanking stand and was securing her in place as well. 

The flogger Master Jeffery chose was brown with dark walnut handle. I am guessing it had about 15 wide leather straps each about twenty inches long. I would later find out that it is one of Master Jeffery's favorites and had been previously used on Slut numerous times. 

Master Jeffery teased me with the flogger. Swooshing it through the air, but never actually striking my exposed skin with its long straps. He then went over to a cabinet to collect an item and return. It was magic wand vibrator that fit into a harness positioned below the seat of the chair. He positioned the tip of the wand in such a way that it pressed hard against my cunt. Plugging the vibrator in and then switching to a low setting it began to hum against clit. The sensation was just enough to heighten my arousal, but could not bring me to orgasm on its own. 

Giving each of my nipples a firm hard pinch and a slight tug then without warning the flogger strikes out hitting the outside of my left tit. Immediately cry out, "One, thank you." Just as quickly another strikes hits my right tit. "Two, thank you," More lashes begin to strike my body. Not just on my tits, my inner thighs, abdomen, and chest area each receive equal treatment. All the while vibrator wand continues buzzing against my clit. 

My arousal builds from the combined effects of the whipping and the vibrator. The feeling of an orgasm begins to radiate from my center. With all my effort I tried to resist this feeling knowing I must not come without permission or before my Master is satisfied. Still the dull humming and the whippings have gotten my cunt juices flowing and instinctively I try to hold back the feelings. Concentrating on each strike of the flogger I begin to take control of the welling up in my body counting each lash. Soon the count reaches twelve I don't think I could take many more before my will breaks. Four more strikes quickly fall as I count each one. Finally one hard lash once again strikes my right tit than another hard strike hits my left. I call out "Twenty, thank you." And with that my whipping comes to an end. 

As Master Jeffery is releasing me from my bonds I look over to see Slut bent over the spanking stand. Her ass has turned dark crimson red from the paddle my Master has applied to her back side. 

When I am completely released Master Jeffery takes a pair of wrist cuffs from the wall securing my arms behind me and leads me to a table in the center of the room. My Master also does the same to Slut. As I am bent over one end of the table my Master does the same to Slut at the opposite end. Now the two slaves are facing each other looking each other in the eye. I am going to watch my Master take Slut as her Master takes me. 

Soon after I am bent over the table, Master Jeffery asks, "Pet, are you ready to get fucked?" 

"Yes, Master Jeffery, please use my cunt for your pleasure." 

Then without any warning or preparation something hard began pressing at my cunt hole. Thankfully the prior whippings and the vibrator have done there trick and my tight canal is now well lubricated. Two or three inches of his thick cock forcibly pressed into my hole then are withdrawn. Then quickly re-inserted even further, I feel my cunt loosen and expand to accommodate the size and girth of Master Jeffery's cock. Each thrust harder and deeper than the one before. It was not long until I felt his hips hitting the cheeks of my ass. 

"Pet tell me what I am doing to you," Master Jeffery commands. 

"Master Jeffery you are fucking me." 

"How does my cock feel inside of you?" 

"Your cock feels wonderful inside of me. Master Jeffery please keep fucking me." 

The pleasures from his cock beginning to make the soreness from his whip begin to fade away. As the cock of Master Jeffery continues to piston in and out of my cunt-hole I can see in front of me my own Master as his cock his working in and out of Slut. I can see on her face the pleasure his cock is giving her as she can see the same on my face from the pleasure of her own Master. Together our two Master's give each of us their cocks using our holes for their pleasure. 

I watched as my Master began to quicken his pace at the same time I felt Master Jeffery do the same behind me. The strength and power of his thrusts increased. I felt his cock penetrate deep into my hole and the muscles in his hips as they slammed against my buttocks. Once again that feeling of impending orgasm began to grow and radiate from my center core. As I fought to hold back my own orgasm I felt Master Jeffery begin to tense and increase his strokes deeper and harder into my cunt-hole. I knew he was getting close then with one harder powerful thrust into me I felt his hot seed expel inside of my womb. Looking up at the face of my Master I could see him getting close as well as his cock plowed into Slut. On her face I could see her contortions as she tried to hold back her own orgasm. 

As I felt the last of Master Jeffery's cock spasm inside of me and begin to subside he began to withdraw from my body. Then my own Master's body tensed in orgasm as he began shooting his seed deep inside of Slut. Master Jeffery fully withdrew from me and stepped around to the other side of the table presenting his cock to Slut who immediately took it into her mouth to clean my juices from it. Master David continued to spurt into her from behind. 

Finally Master David finished spilling his load into Slut and then came back around to my side of the table. I knew that I would be expected to clean his cock of Slut's juices as she was doing mine from her Master's cock. 

As soon as Master presented his cock in front of me I took it into my mouth to clean with my tongue. For the first time I tasted another woman as I licked Slut's juices from my Master's cock. The taste was sweet and tangy and similar to my own taste but still distinctively different. Meticulously I lick every inch of my Master's cock making sure each was clean before moving on. Just as I was finishing to clean the head of my Master's cock I felt a tongue on my own sex. Glancing down I could see Slut had worked her self between my legs and was know licking and sucking her Master's seed from my cunt. Realizing that Slut's cunt was still full of my Master's seed it dawned on me what I must do. Something that before I never would even have considered myself ever doing. But now it seemed natural that I should not any of my Master's seed go to waste. Releasing my Master's cock from my mouth I turned and positioned my head between Slut's spread legs. For the first time I gazed closely at another woman's sex. It seemed so similar but also different than my own. Her hairs were cut short above her opening and shaved bare on either side of her lips unlike mine which I know kept completely bare per Master's orders. I stared at her opening momentarily not quite sure how or where I should begin. Starting with a gentle kiss on to her clit I then took my tongue and ran it from the bottom all the way to the top finishing with several good licks to her clit. 

I found her taste pleasant not pungent or overpowering. With each lick of my tongue I lingered longer beginning to savory the flavor. Then I sucked hard on the opening to get at my Master's seed that was still inside of her. Hungrily I licked up Master's seed as it emerged from her opening. The two tastes of Slut's juices and my Master's cum mixed into an intoxicating cocktail of flavors that I found to be very addictive. I wanted more. 

As I continued to lick and suck on Slut she did the same to me. We each became solely focused on our task forgetting the feelings of pleasure our tongues were giving the other. Our own pleasure became secondary to that which we had resigned ourselves to accomplish. We continued until there was no trace of either of our Master's seed to be found. 

Finishing up I realized that I still had been aloud to cum and that feeling of denial began to grow inside of me. Was it my Master's wish that once again I be deprived of my release. But then Slut renewed her vigor on my clit focusing her tongue precisely where I needed it to be to achieve my release. So then I too having no prior experience concentrated on what I knew to work for me hoping that the release I began to feel grow inside of me I would be able to give my fellow slave. 

Soon the magic her tongue was working on me had reached its breaking point realizing that I had not yet been granted permission I uttered the words, "Master please allow me the pleasure of cumming for you." Then with out waiting for an answer I returned my mouth and tongue to there prior task. 

As I returned to my task I heard, Master say, "Pet please come for your Master." 

With those simple words the release in which I was holding back was let loose as a most powerful spasm swept through my body. All the while Slut's tongue never let off my clit as I tried hard to do the same to her. Desperately I wanted to return the favor and give her the feeling of pleasure I had just received. 

As the waves of my own orgasm subsided I could concentrate fully on giving Slut what she had just given me. Although my tongue was not as experienced and practiced at this as hers I still gave it all my best effort. It was not long when I could tell that my actions were beginning to achieve the desired result. Soon Slut's breathing started to get deeper and more pronounced as she started to get closer. 

I knew my effort was about to pay off as I heard Slut say, "Sir, please your slave Slut requests permission to cum." 

"Slut you have your Master's permission," spoke Master Jeffery. 

At that moment Slut let loose of her body to let the waves of her orgasm cascade throughout her body as she experienced the convulsions of pleasure. I tried to hold my mouth to her sex as she bucked underneath me. My tongue licking up the juices coming from her body. 

As I rolled of off Slut's body I could see that are two Master's had dressed themselves and were seated back in the leather chairs. Each had drink in their hand. The look on their faces was apparent that they had enjoyed the show put on by Slut and myself. 

Then Slut's Master spoke, "Slut why don't you take Pet upstairs to freshen up before we go out." 

"Yes, Master we will return very shortly," answered Slut. 

Slut stood and offered her hand to me to help me up then guided me toward the door. As Slut led me out of the room I heard my Master say, "Jeff one of this days you are going to have to tell me where you get this magnificent Scotch." 

Exiting the door Slut lead me out of I found myself in a room I had been in before many times. The basement of Susan and Jeff's home which had been converted into a home theater. Here I had spent several Super Bowl Parties, dropped Beth off for a number of slumber parties, and many other many neighborhood gatherings as well. 

Slut lead me upstairs out of the basement and into the living room then upstairs again to the Master bedroom. Once there she said, "The four of us are all going out to dinner together once we are ready. There are some of your clothes to wear over there. Your Master brought them over earlier today for you," pointing to a bag on a chair in the corner of the room. "Feel free to use the shower in my bathroom. I will use the one in Sara's bathroom." She then left me alone in the room. 

About thirty minutes later Susan returned to the Master bedroom to find me almost ready to go as well. The two of us then went down to the main floor of the house to find are two men waiting in the den. Very shortly after that the four of us left for dinner. 

Over dinner the four of us had what for all other purposes would seem a very normal double date among friends. The fact that just hours before Susan and I had been shared between are two respective Master's would not be apparent to any one around us. That was a secret kept among the four of us. 

When we arrived back at my Master's house later that night he led me upstairs and into my room. There he lovingly washed me in the large tub then dried me with one of the big fluff towels. Next he rubbed soothing lotion and ointment all over my body to cool and ease the pain from the whip. Holding me in his arms he softly whispered into my ear, "Pet, I am very proud of you tonight." Then he took me by the hand and led me into his own room and into his bed where he wrapped me tightly in his arms as we slept together. Once again I was where I belong. 

It was few days later on a Thursday night before turning in for the night I took a quick check of my emails. Surprisingly there was one from my Department Head Brian. The subject line read: 

Problem with Harrisburg Project 

The body of the email was very brief. It read: 

Mary 

A new problem has developed with the Harrisburg Project. I need to see you first thing Friday morning. 

Brian 

The Harrisburg Project is in reference to large project my company is developing and that I was assigned to as Project Leader. This was my first time being assigned as the leader on such a big project and learning that a new problem had developed had me suddenly very worried. At the last committee meeting just last Friday everything seemed to be right on track. Having a new problem develop at his point could literally throw the whole project right out the window. 

Friday morning when I arrived at work I went straight to Brian's office before even stopping by my own desk. His assistant Anne was at her desk outside. "Is Brian in?" I asked, "He wanted to see me first thing this morning." 

"Yes, he was here when I got in this morning. Let me see if he is available," replied Anne picking up the phone on her desk then speaking into the phone, "Ms. Sullivan is here to see you." 

After setting the phone back down, she said, "Go right in. He has been expecting you." 

Opening the office door Brian stood up to greet me, "Mary come on in and have seat," he said pointing to one of the chairs in front of his desk. 

While taking my seat I asked, "So what is this new problem that has come up?" 

"Mary, the primary Construction Company under consideration for erecting the new factory has just submitted a new estimate. Their new estimate is a significant increase to the total cost of building the facility. A second company has also submitted another new bid. While this new bid is higher than the original bid it is still lower than this new estimate for the job, but still more than the company can afford to spend. I need you and a few of your team members to fly out there right away. Negotiate a lower bid with this second Construction Company and seal a deal that will create a win-win for both companies. We need to move fast on this if we want to still break ground in few months. You and your team have a meeting first thing Monday morning which means you will have to fly out Sunday night. I recommend you take Robert from plant operations and Helen from legal with you. Are there any other members that you can think of bringing along as well?" 

Thinking quickly as to whom else might be helpful in securing this new deal, "How about Peter from accounting," I said. "No one knows all the numbers on this project better than him." Then thinking of someone else I added, "And Meredith from marketing." 

"While I agree completely with bringing Peter, I am not sure I see what role marketing can play in this," replied Brian. 

"I don't see one either, but Meredith has really thrown herself into this project and has become familiar with just about every aspect of the project as I am. She is young, eager, and thinks fast on her feet. I think she will be a real asset in making this deal a big win for the company." 

"Ok, I will go with your instincts on this. I will give those names and yours to Anne. She will make all the travel and accommodation arrangements and get back to you. Notify your team members. Hopefully no one will have a problem with the short notice. If they do let Anne know so you can get some else into their spot if you have to." 

"I don't think anybody should have too much of a problem. I know I don't. Is there anything else?" 

"Yes, you have a meeting at corporate headquarters at 2 pm this afternoon with Erica Adkins," said Brian. "Here is her address. She is overseeing the entire project at the corporate level and wants a personal update." 

On my way back to my desk from meeting with Brian I stopped by to see each of the individuals on my team selected to go on the short notice business trip making sure each of them did not have any conflicts with going on the trip. After informing each of them the need for the trip all of them said that they would not have a difficulty getting away. Once I was back at my own desk I sent out an email to the rest of my team members informing them of the problem and what we were going to be doing about it. 




Mary's New Life



The rest of the morning was spent getting ready for my meeting with Erica Adkins. 

At about one thirty I started to walk over to the Corporate Headquarters building since it was only a few blocks away. Upon entering the building I took a quick look at the directory to make sure I was in the right place since I had never been to this building before. Looking at the top of the list was one name that I had recently become familiar with. The name I was looking for was second from the top. 

Athena Corporation 

Lynn Wilson, Chairman and CEO 

Erica Adkins, Executive Vice President, Business Development 

Her office was on the fifteenth floor so I made my way towards the elevators. 

Exiting the elevator on the fifteenth floor I walked toward a young blonde woman seated behind a desk at the end of the hall. As I approached she looked up and said, "Are you Mary Sullivan?" 

"Yes I am," I answered. 

"Mrs. Adkins is expecting you. Just go right in." 

Looking at the name plate on her desk I said, "Thank you, Rachael," as I passed by her to enter Mrs. Adkins' office door. 

Late Friday afternoon after I returned to my desk from my meeting with Mrs. Adkins, I received a text message from Susan, it read, "Brunch tomorrow, 10 am, Findley's Bistro?" 

I immediately text back, "Yes", knowing that both of our Masters would be playing golf together at that same time of day on Saturday. 

On Saturday morning I entered Findley's Bistro and quickly found Susan sitting at a private booth in the back. Pleasantly surprised I saw she was not sitting alone. Across from her sat Allison and next to her was another woman. She had light blonde straight hair pulled into a pony tail. I would have to guess her age to be early thirties. 

As I sat down next to Susan I said, "I was so glad when I got your invitation. I was just thinking we need to get together more often." 

"Yes, Saturday mornings are generally a good time for us ladies to get together since Jeff, David and Blake are almost always out golfing together at this same time." Then Susan added, "Mary, this is Lisa. She is another really good friend of mine and Allison," pointing towards the blonde woman sitting across from her. 

It was then that the blonde woman reached across the table offering me her hand, "Nice to meet you, Mary." 

Taking her hand for a brief shake, "Nice to meet you too, Lisa," then I asked, "So is your husband out golfing too?" I asked noticing the ring on her left hand. 

"No, he is at home spending time with our two boys." Lisa responded, "This is my free Saturday away from being a housewife. And also Sandra is away on business." 

"Who is Sandra?" I asked. 

"Mistress Sandra is my owner," replied Lisa in a casual voice as if admitting to some one that she is an owned submissive like myself was not a big deal at all. "I was with her a few weeks ago at Mistress Lynne's party," she added. "I remember seeing you there as well, that was quite the show you put on." 

"So your husband is not also your Master?" I asked Lisa. 

"No, my husband is just my husband. And the only man I have sex with. In that respect I am truly still faithful to him. I am strictly a submissive lesbian sex slave," answered Lisa. 

"But he does know about Sandra?" I questioned. 

"Yes, most certainly, he is the one who introduced me to her. I never would have found the courage to go through with this on my own." 

Deciding I should change the topic for now, "How old are your boys?" I asked. 

"Jake is eight and Jarrod is six." 

"Now that the introductions are over, How about we start off this gathering of the Submissive Woman's Support Group with round of Mimosas?" asked Allison. 

In unison the rest of us all just said, "Agreed." 

***** 

Thank you to my readers for being patient with me. This is the first new story that I have posted in several months. A new revised version of Erica's Story was posted at the beginning of February 2015. If you previously read that story prior to then I would like to encourage you to go back and reread it again. I have been getting a lot of emails asking about when the next chapters of some of my other stories will be posted. Currently I am working on the next installments of: 

My Daughter Takes Charge, 

My Name is Slut, 

and Sara's Story. 

And a few new stories as well. 

I will post them as soon as they are finished, but please realize that writing takes a lot of time and I do have many other responsibilities. 

If there are any of my other stories you would like to see continued please just let me know. I have some ideas as to where they might go but I am open to suggestions from the reader's as well. 

Thanks again for being patient, and please vote. 

Comments and feedback are always greatly appreciated as well. 

Thanks again, Susan



Mary's New Life Ch. 02



Fictional story.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.

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Mary awoke the next morning wondering if it had all been just a terrible nightmare. As soon as she moved the pain that shot through her body left no doubt it hadn't been a nightmare, at least not one in her dreams. 

After finally finishing her report, Mary had somehow managed to get from her office on one of the top floors of the building, down to the parking structure and into her car without anybody seeing her.

Driving home Mary had been extra careful not to draw any attention to herself. As Mary made a mad dash from her car to her apartment, she had one moment of terror when the lights in old lady Miller's front porch came on and her door open. Mary just managed to get through her door as the old lady stuck her head out and looked around.

Home safe at last, Mary found Mark sound asleep in her bed. Careful not to wake him, she crept into the bathroom to shower and wash the filth from her body. Standing under the pounding shower, Mary wished she could wash the memories of the last couple hours from her mind as easily as she could the stench from her body. 

Toweling off, Mary noticed that her ass was beat red, blistered and her asshole was still gapping wide-open. She tenderly rubbed some lotion on her agonized rear and inserted a tampon into her ass to keep from soiling her panties. Dressed in a full-length nightgown she carefully crawled into bed.

Mark awoke and asked. "Where have you been, I thought we had a date tonight?"

"I'm sorry Mark," Mary said. "There was an emergency at work and I had to stay and finish the project before I could leave." 

"That's all right Mary; I'm just disappointed we couldn't hook up. I have to leave again and last night was probably our last chance to get together. They're sending me to Dallas and I'm not sure when I will get back again. At least we have a the rest of the night before I have to leave to catch my flight." As Mark reached for Mary panic seized her. There was no way Mark wouldn't notice how stretched out and loose Mary was. 

"We can't do that Mark, it's that time of month right now" Mary lied. She could see the frustration and disappointment in his face. "Maybe I can make it up to you some other way," Mary told him. "I can't have you running off to some strange town horny as hell. I might never get you back." As Mary reached for Marks cock she sucked it into her mouth. Bafflement flooded Mark's mind, Mary had always been repulsed by the thought of sucking his cock. Now, here she was devouring his manhood giving him the best blow job he never had. Having been without sex for almost a month Mark exploded rapidly in Mary's mouth. Mark watched in amazement as Mary didn't spit it out but swallowed every drop. 

"I'm not complaining but what's gotten into you," Mark asked? 

"Oh, it's just that it's been so long since we been together and I could see your disappointment. I love you so much Mark, I just wanted to make you happy. Are you disappointed in me?"

"No baby not at all," Mark said "In fact I'm thrilled you're finally loosening up a little. I've always been a little disappointed you don't act a little more sluttish in bed." As Mark reached for Mary's breasts she pushed his hand away. "I really need to get a couple hours of rest now Mark, I have to be at the work early in the morning to finish up some loose ends." 

Mary lay in bed trying to sleep, she listened to Mark's breathing as he fell fast asleep. Mary wondered if her life would ever be normal again or if it would continue to spiral out of control.

Mary gave Mark a quick kiss as she headed out the door the next morning. She had not forgotten how Mr. Anderson had instructed her to dress, but with Mark in her apartment Mary had to dress conservatively. Mark would certainly had noticed if Mary had gone out the door dressed in a skirt you could almost see her ass cheeks, especially as she didn't have any undergarments on.

Driving to work Mary reflected on the events leading up to the night before. At twenty-one years of age she had just graduated from junior college the summer before. Moving to the big city from her parent's home in the country, Mary had been lucky enough to get a job right away. 

Everyone had been so nice to Mary. When after only two months she had gotten a promotion out of the secretarial pool to Mr. Anderson's division, Mary had been overjoyed. Over the last seven months Mary had worked closely with Mr. Anderson, Joyce, Susan, Bill and Andy. 

Susan, a 32 year old bleached blond had always been jealous of Mary. Susan and Mr. Anderson were lovers (or so Mary suspected) and Susan had been his favorite. That was until Mr. Anderson spotted Mary and had managed to get her transferred to his division. 

Bill, a overweight, middle-aged, married man had been hitting on Mary from the first. He always smelled of beer and corn chips. He also gave Mary the creeps.

Andy was 30 and single. He was also an asshole, thinking he was God's gift to women. If Andy had spent half the time or effort on a relationship that he did working out in the gym he would've been quite a catch.

Then there was Joyce, she was just plain discussing. At 45 and over 200 pounds, Joyce seemed to have no concern to her appearances or personal hygiene. Mary had noticed Joyce would go weeks sometimes without bathing. She had bad breath and her body odor at times was unbelievable. 

Mr. Anderson had always seemed so nice to Mary. He was in his fifty's with graying hair but the physique of a 30-year-old. Mary and some of the girls had snickered more than once at the size of the bulge and his pants, wondering if he wore a codpiece. After last night Mary knew it differently was real.

As Mary pulled into the parking structure at work, she searched for space away from other vehicles. At Ten minutes to eight she still hadn't found a space that afforded any privacy and time was running out. Whatever the cost Mary knew she didn't dare arrive late for work. 

Parking, Mary looked around quickly to see if anyone was nearby. Seeing no one was close, Mary wiggled out of her slacks and unsnapping her bra she pulled it out of her blouse. As she was pulling on her short skirt Mary heard voices outside her car. She glanced up too see a couple of businessmen staring down at her and smiling. 

"Need a hand there sweetie," one of them asked her. Mary blushed and stammered an excuse about spilling something on her skirt and having to change. As Mary rushed towards the elevator she could feel them watching her with open lust. She hurried into the elevator and arrived at the office with five minutes to spare. Walking in, she heard some of the female co-workers snicker and comment on her dress or more appropriately her lack of. 

Mary could only imagine what the women in the secretarial pool would be thinking of her. As she rushed to her work area Mary held her arm across her breasts. With her blouse unbuttoned she felt as if she was going to bounce right out of it. No sooner had Mary sat down than her intercom buzzed. 

"Good morning Mary," she heard Mr. Anderson say, "would you be so kind as to bring me some coffee please?" How could he act as if nothing had happened Mary wondered? 

All conversation stopped as Mary entered the break room. All of the men and a few of the women stared at her with lust. Mary could tell that most of the women were staring at her with pure disdain. Mary hurriedly found and filled a cup of coffee, than quickly rushed out of the room. 

Mary gently tapped on Mr. Anderson's door. 

"Come in Mary, how are you today he said with a smile?'

"I'm fine sir" Mary said with downcast eyes. 

"Well are you going to bring my coffee to me or just stand there holding it all day" Mr. Anderson asked? Mary approached quickly and placed the coffee on his desk. The very same desk she had been molested and abused on the night before she thought. 

"Not on the desk Mary, my coffee always goes on the credenza" he told her. 

Mary picked up the coffee cup and circled his desk to place it behind him. Mr. Anderson reached out and placed his hand on Mary's ass. 

"What a good girl you are Mary, you remembered not to wear panties. Turn around for me and let me look at you" he said. 

As Mary turned Mr. Anderson grabbed a handful of her tit and squeeze unmercifully. Mary winched but managed to keep from crying out. 

"Very good Mary, very good; you will train easily into an obedient slave," he told her. The very thought filled Mary with dread. What had she gotten herself into, was there no way out? 

"I think a blowjob is a wonderful way to start the morning, don't you agree Mary?" 

With tears in her eyes Mary nodded. "If that is your wish sir," she murmured. As Mary dropped to her knees and reached for his zipper Mr. Anderson slapped her hand away. 

"Just use your mouth this time Mary," he commanded. It took her five minutes to finally unzip his pants, and five more before she was able to lose his cock. 

The whole time Mary struggled, Mr. Anderson smugly watched her as he sipped his coffee. By the time Mary had finally freed his cock from of his pants and was able to get the massive head in her mouth, she was exhausted. She sucked on his knob and tried to get as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could. 

Mr. Anderson allowed Mary to continue working his tool for half an hour. "Grab the shaft with both hands now Mary and stroke it until I tell you to stop." Mary wrapped both of her hands around his dick and started stroking up and down. Mary could hear his breathing increase and his body stiffen as he approached climax. 

"I don't want to see a drop of my precious seed being wasted Mary" he commanded. 

Mary gulped and swallowed trying to keep up with the huge amount of semen Mr. Anderson spewed in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged and she could feel it backing up into her nasal passages. Somehow Mary managed to keep it all in her mouth and swallow. Mary kept stroking and sucking on his cock as it slowly softened. 

"That's enough for now my girl," he told Mary. "You can get about your work now." As Mary crawled to her feet and headed for the door Mr. Anderson stopped her. 

"Mary, by the way those reports were much better this time. See what a little discipline will do to help you pay more attention?"

Back at her work area, Mary tried to concentrate on her work. Evidently the word of how she was dressed today had gotten around. Every few minutes Mary was bombarded with requests to get this or pick up that for somebody. Mary had walked up and down the hallway passing the executives offices more times this morning than she had in the last month. Around 10:00 A.M. Joyce came and found her. 

"Follow me Mary," she commanded. As Mary trailed behind her she wondered what was next. Joyce led Mary into the women's lounge, grabbed her hand and dragged her into a toilet stall. Pressing Mary against the wall with her body Joyce forced her tongue between Mary's lips. Running her hands up and down Mary's body Joyce pinching Mary's nipples and rubbed her pubic mound. 

As Joyce broke off the kiss she said to Mary. "I've been waiting all morning for this." Joyce hoisted her skirt and dropped her underpants as she plopped her fat ass on the toilet seat. Mary could hear Joyce let loose with her urine and scat as it splashed into the bowl. 

Joyce reached for Mary turning her around. She forced Mary to bend over at the waist and grab her ankles. Raising Mary's skirt, Joyce flipped it out of the way and plunged her tongue into Mary's ass. Mary stood with her asshole being molested by Joyce's tongue, nauseated by the stench of Joyce's shit and urine. 

Having finished emptying herself Joyce stood and pushed Mary onto the toilet. "Start peeing" she commanded. Try as she might Mary could not release her bladder. 

Frustrated Joyce slapped her face. "You useless pieces shit, don't you know how to do anything right?" she yelled at Mary, "I guess the very least you can do is clean me up," Joyce told her. Turning around Joyce bent over and backed toward Mary. Unsure of what to do Mary reached for a wad of paper. 

'You don't need that" Joyce said. "Use your tongue; it will do a much better job." Disgusted and wanting to puke, Mary slowly licked the sticky, smelly residue from around Joyce's asshole. 

"You're going to have to go much deeper than that," Joyce commanded. As Mary plunged her tongue through Joyce's sphincter she could feel Joyce start to finger herself. Sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt Joyce came with a massive orgasm. After resting a moment Joyce straightened up and turned around. Lifting her leg she placed it on the back of the toilet and pulled Mary's face into her sopping cunt. 

"Clean me up good," Joyce said. "After all you're the one who is always complaining I don't keep myself clean enough. Well from now on sweet Mary, you can meet me here every day at 10:00 a.m. to help me with my daily hygiene program." 

After Mary had finished to Joyce's satisfaction, she pulled Mary to her feet and sucked all the remnants of her juices from Mary's face. Pinching Mary's nipple again Joyce turned to go. Looking back over her shoulder she commented to Mary. 

"Be sure to drink plenty of fluids in the mornings Mary, you had better not disappoint me again tomorrow."

To be continued...



Mary's New Life Ch. 02



I hope you enjoy hearing as Mary continues telling us her story as she further explores her new life of submission to Master David. If you enjoyed reading this chapter of her story please vote and comment.

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After finishing brunch with Susan, Allison, and my new friend Lisa I decide to a little shopping before I headed home. Surprisingly after all the introductions the topic that each of us was a submissive never ever came up again. The whole morning was filled with the just the four of us making good old regular girl talk. Kids, family, work and the latest celebrity gossip and current social trends is what filled our morning conversations.

It was mid-afternoon and I was just about to start making my way home when my phone buzzed with a text message. It was from him, my Master. I had not heard from him in quite a while. Not since leaving his house the morning after the night he had shared me with Slut's Master. I had called him shortly after learning that I would be going out of town on business the following week, but he did not answer so I only left a message. At the time I thought it a bit strange that he had not called me back like he almost always had in the past.

The message from my Master was very short, "Pet, Have great trip to Harrisburg. I will see you when you get back. I know that you will do great. We will get together when you get back."

Saturday night was spent getting ready for my trip and than watching a movie. I had been hoping to spend the evening with my daughter Beth, but she was out with her friends for the night. On Sunday the two of us did go out to lunch then did a little shopping before she took me to the airport to drop me off for my flight.

I spent my two hour flight to Harrisburg going over all the details of the project one more time. Even though I had done this so many times before since being put in charge of this project.

The Harrisburg Project refers to a large undertaking by the company I work for to build a new state of the art manufacturing facility on a large piece of property owned by the company on the out skirts of the town of Harrisburg in a nearby state.

A brand new line of energy efficient home appliances currently in product development will be assembled there. Brian, my boss, had assigned me the role of Project Leader about four months ago. My initial responsibilities were to oversee a planning committee consisting of members selected from various departments within the company. At the first stages in the project the purpose of the committee was to primarily focus on:

Identify and define all of the possible problems associated with the construction of the new facility.

Set objectives and criteria for solving those problems.

Generate Alternatives for each of the identified problems that meet all of the objectives and criteria.

Analyze all the alternatives and select those that provide the best solution for each problem.

Plan and implement the final decisions.

My other task as Project Leader was to summarize and report all of the committee findings.

Now as the project continues to progress towards the construction phase additional tasks have become a part of the responsibilities of the committee as well. And for me in particular.

There is not much need for me to go into great detail at this point about how my business trip went other than to say that it was three long days of negotiations. But in the end both sides were able to reach a deal that will benefit each of our companies greatly. It was very late Wednesday night before I arrived home after taking a taxi from the airport.

When I entered the house I found Beth and her friend Sara doing homework at the kitchen table. At first I found it very hard to look at Sara. It was just a week ago that her father had whipped and then fucked me. And after wards I had cleaned my Master's cum from her mother's pussy. But after just thinking about it for only a few moments I was soon able to put everything into a very much different perspective. It was not Sara's father, but Slut's Master who had whipped Pet not me and it was not her mother's pussy, but Slut's cunt from which Pet had sucked her Master's cum.

After briefly greeting each of the two young ladies I quickly excused myself to go upper stairs take a shower and fall into bed. I was exhausted from my trip, three long days of intense meetings and not much sleep in between. I ended up sleeping in late the next morning.

Going into work a little late on Thursday I spent the day putting the finishing touches on my reports. At the end of the day I met with my supervisor Brian to give him an update. As I entered Brian's office he said, "Have seat Mary, I was just reading over this new contract proposal for the new manufacturing facility. I want to congratulate you on job well done."

"Well nothing has been officially approved by either side yet, so I think it would be best to hold off for now on the congratulations."

"Nonsense, you got Mid-State Construction to lower there bid estimate to within our projected budget. And this joint marketing campaign between our two companies explaining how this project will bring much needed short-term jobs from the construction phase and even more long-term jobs into the area once the production facility is up and running is brilliant."

"I can't take any credit for that one. That was all Meredith's idea."

"Well I guess you were right. Bringing her along was a good idea."

Friday morning I met with my entire team to go over everything that was discussed under the new proposed contract. And about how getting the construction of the new manufacturing facility under way was back on schedule and within budget. There would probably still be unforeseen cost over runs that are mostly likely to occur with any such large project, but there was still money in the budget for that as well.

At lunch I managed to make it into the company gym for a quick work out before I had to run over to corporate headquarters for my meeting with Erica Adkins. While I was in the gym I ran into Rhonda Jenkins the head of the Marketing Department. As she stepped on to the stair climber next to mine she said, "I heard that the trip to Harrisburg was a real big success."

"Yes it went really great. I really do need to thank you for assigning Meredith to my team. She has been terrific and a real asset to this whole project. And then she comes up with this brilliant joint marketing campaign where Mid-State Construction will get a lot of free advertising at our expense. Which in turn allowed them to lower their bid to within our budget. That just about saved the whole project."

"That is really great to hear coming from you. I have been seeing a lot of potential in her since the first day I hired her."

My meeting with Erica covered pretty much the same agenda items as had my morning committee meeting. After going over each of the details one at time we finally came to the end. When finished Erica looked up from reading the report in front of her and said, "This looks really good. I am very certain that we can have the final contract signed by the middle of next week. And construction can begin in late winter or early spring of next year as planned."

Just as Erica and I were finishing up our meeting the phone on her desk rang.

"Yes, she is still here. We were just about to finish up. I will send her right up." Setting the phone back down Erica said, "That was Ms. Wilson's office. She wants for you to come up to her office for few moments. I will have Rachael show you the way to the elevator."

As the two of us stepped out of her office, Erica said speaking to her assistant, "Rachael, Ms. Sullivan is on her way up to see Ms. Wilson. Will you show her the way to the elevator."

"Yes Mrs. Adkins. Right this way Ms. Sullivan if you will just follow me."

Once Rachael showed me to the elevator she said, "This is Ms. Wilson's private elevator. It only makes three stops. One on the first garage level, this floor and Ms. Wilson's office floor. Her private penthouse is one floor above her office."

As I rode up in the private elevator I briefly thought back to the last time that I had seen Lynne Wilson. It was at a party being held at her country estate. She and a room full of other people had just witnessed Pet being fucked in the ass for the first time by her Master.

When the elevator door opened I was greeted by an attractive young woman, "Right this way Ms. Sullivan and I will escort you to Ms. Wilson's office."

The young woman led me towards two large doors. After opening both of them she stepped aside allowing me to pass into the office then closed them both behind me once I had entered the enormous office. On the far side behind one of the largest desk I think I have ever seen was seated Ms. Wilson.

"Ms. Sullivan please come in, have seat and make yourself comforteable."

Once seated Ms. Wilson began speaking, "I wanted to thank you personally for saving this project. It really means a lot to me. Not very many people know it but I grew up not very far from Harrisburg. My parents were simple hard working folks. The surrounding area has fallen on hard times lately and this project is my way of giving back to the region.

"Ms. Wilson, I appreciate your thanks, but I can't take all the credit. I had a real good team that stood behind me the whole time."

"Yes, but you are their leader. Now I have an offer I want to make to you. Once this project is up and running I want for you to consider transferring over here to the Corporate office's and working much more directly for me."

"Wow, that is an incredible offer that I will definitely have to put much consideration into."

"Well you have plenty of time. The new facility won't be fully operational and completely up and running for well over a year now still. I want for you to stick with the project until at least then."

Just as I was leaving Ms. Wilson's office she stood to walk with me to her office door and said, "I am having a private little weekend get together in a few weeks at my country estate. An invitation to Mr. Jackson has already been sent out stating that he and Pet are more than welcome to attend." Then the door was opened form the other side by the same attractive young woman, "Miss Ellen, please show Ms. Sullivan back to the elevator."

"Right this way Ms. Sullivan," this coming from the young woman as she led the way.

Come Monday morning and I was back at my desk. All of the usual tasks kept me pretty well occupied throughout the day. Emails that had to be replied to, phone calls to return and pile of paper work to go through. I thought the day would never end. Then just about around the time I was going to call it quits for the day my cell phone sitting on my desk buzzed with a text message, "Pet come to my office after work today."

Arriving at Master's Law firm I was once again greeted by the same attractive young receptionist I had seen the last time I was here, "May I help you Ms?"

"Yes I am here to see David Jackson."

"OH, yes he said some one would be stopping by. Let my show you the way."

Reaching David's office door the reception said, "Mr. Jackson had an afternoon meeting. He told me if he had not returned I was to show to his office and then to tell you to wait for him to return."

Not sure how long I would have to wait I made myself comfortable on the large soft leather couch positioned along the right wall. I guess I must have dozed off after my long day at work. Because suddenly I was awakened by some one grabbing me by the hair and dragging me across the room.

Before I even knew what was happening I was pushed up against the large oak desk then forcibly bent over the edge. My tits were smashed flat against the desktop as I was held down. My hands gripped the opposite edge for support. Soon I felt the skirt around my waist being pulled up and then the powerful contact of a hand slapping hard into my ass cheeks. After about a dozen blows to each ass cheek I felt the thong panties from underneath my skirt being ripped away.

"You let her wear panties?" I heard a female voice say.

"Yes, but only when she is at work. But that ends today. Did you hear that Pet? No more panties for at least a month. After that I may let you earn them back," this coming from the powerful voice of my Master.

"Yes Master, no more panties."

"Pet what is your rule regarding how to wait for your Master?" Again this came from Master in a strong and powerful voice.

"Pet is to be wearing her collar, naked, and kneeling at attention."

"And were you?"

"No Master." I did not offer an explanation because it would not have mattered. I had disobeyed.

"And were you told to wait for your Master by my receptionist?"

"Yes Master," realizing even though the command had been relayed through the receptionist it had still came from my Master.

"Have you had much need to punish her since before today?" this again from the female voice.

"No not really. Even though her official training is over she is still learning. So I have been kind of lenient with her up until now."

Master continued to hold me down against the desktop as he conversed with this unknown woman as if I was not even in the room. The two talked in great detail about my weekend of training. That first night in the hotel room were Master whipped my ass then fucked me hard to test my willingness. Then came all the little things Master had me do prior to our first meeting. Fingering myself at my desk then tasting me fingers. Making myself cum in the ladies room at work. And of course the night Master watched on web cam while I exposed my body to him for the first time and than masturbated until I made myself come for him.

"Has she learned how to lick pussy yet?" the voiced asked.

"She has had only one experience of eating a cunt full of my cum so far. She definitely could only gain from the opportunity of licking a real pussy."

Then Master twisted my left arm around behind my back pulling me up from bent over his desk in one swift motion. Turning me to face the voice that I had been hearing. Seated comfortable on the couch much like I had been just minutes before was a very attractive woman with long light brown hair, big brown eyes, and I am guess to be in her early thirties. "Pet I would like for you to meet one my newest associate lawyers, Natalie Richards."

"That is Miss Natalie to you Pet," Natalie stated staring me straight into my eyes which I quickly lowered towards the floor.

"Pet where is your collar?" this question came from Master.

"In my purse," I answered with which Miss Natalie picked up my purse from the couch next to her removed my collar then tossed it to Master.

"I am not even going to ask why you are not wearing it," said Master holding the collar in front of my face then dropping it to the floor. "Strip and kneel," releasing his grip on my arm.

I fell to my knees putting my collar on around my neck. Once fastened in place I quickly unbuttoned my blouse, removed my lacy bra, then slid my skirt down over my legs removing my shoes as I did so. Now naked I knelt before Master and his young guest.

"That is much better, Pet."

"Thank you Master."

Kneeling naked on the floor I felt much more vulnerable than at any time in the past. Of course I had been seen naked by many people since becoming my Master's slave, but now I felt even more exposed than as ever before as a lone strange woman intently stared down at me. I dared not look up into her face even though I could feel her eyes staring intently at my nude body.

"Stand for inspection," Master ordered. Quickly I stood as directed; Feet apart, hands behind my head with my fingers interlocking.

Miss Natalie did not stand to take a closer look at my body as I expected her to do. Instead I again felt her eyes moving up and down my body from my feet to my head and back again. She still remained seated on the couch now with her legs crossed.

This continued for what I am guessing was only a few minutes but it seemed like an eternity for me.

"Turn," came Masters next order. With this I made an 180 degree turn clockwise as I had been taught.

My back to Miss Natalie was even worse; I could still feel her eyes staring, almost burning into me.

"Turn," again I rotated my body 180 degrees till I returned to facing Miss Natalie. She had removed her skirt and panties now neatly fold on the couch cushion beside her. Her blouse was undone exposing the bra underneath.

"Crawl to Miss Natalie," directed Master.

As I crawled towards Miss Natalie I heard her say, "Your Master has told me that you have only eaten cunt so far and don't have any experience at licking a real pussy. We both think now would be a good time for you to start by trying mine."

Once close enough Natalie grabbed my head and pulled my face into her wet and musky pussy. As she ground her entire crotch from her ass to her clit all over my face while holding firmly onto my hair she demanded, "Lick it! Lick all of me. Lick inside me. Stick your tongue way up inside. Do you like the way I smell? You like the way I taste?"

Many times I had smelled and tasted my own sex from masturbating and licking my fingers afterward. Or sucking my Master's cock after he has finished fucking me. However, I have never experienced another woman's pussy as I was Natalie's. When I had first licked Slut's cunt it was full of the over powering taste of Master's cum. Natalie's pussy smelled and tasted very much the same as my own, but also different enough that I knew very well it was not mine. Natalie's pubic hair was full, but neatly trimmed forming a triangle above her clit leaving her lips bare very much unlike my own which is shaved bare or even Slut's cut very short. As I moved my tongue up and down her slit I pressed as deep as I could go into her opening. With my lips I sucked onto her clit before licking it with my tongue. Moving my mouth down I made little kisses with my lips. I tried my best to imitate what always felt good for me.

Concentrating hard on trying to please Miss Natalie to impress Master I continued licking her pussy when sensing someone behind me I then felt his cock penetrating me deeply. 'Oh yes,' I thought to myself. 'This is what I hoped would happen tonight; feeling Master's cock in me once again.'

After about only a half dozen or so very powerful thrust's of Master's cock deep into my cunt each time trying my best to bury my tongue just as deep in Natalie's pussy, I felt Master withdraw his cock from me leaving a very empty feeling behind. Not for long though. Soon Master's cock press hard against my other hole. Miss Natalie grabbing me by my hair lifting me to look into her eyes.

"Tell your Master what you want."

"Master fuck Pet's ass while she licks Miss Natalie's pussy."

"Beg him!!!" Miss Natalie said almost screaming at me.

"Master, Please fuck Pet's ass while she licks Miss Natalie's pussy."

"Beg again, Pet." this time coming from Master.

"Master, Please fuck Slave Pet's ass. Please fuck her ass hard while she licks Miss Natalie's pussy."  Now I have had Master's cock within my tightest hole many a times before. But also only after much preparation and lubrication. This time he used only the wetness from my cunt to slide into me. I felt my hole stretch and grip him like never before. That pain I first felt was much greater this time. It seemed this time to take much longer for my ass to expand and accommodate the intruder.

"Eat her pussy Pet!!" Master ordered as Natalie pushed my head back down until it was buried in her wet pussy. Never before ever in my previous life had I any bi-sexual or lesbian experiences and never even considered it until choosing this direction for my life. But now I had no choice as my tongue reached out and I began to lick this woman's pussy. Natalie lifted her legs back and spread herself wider as I began to taste her and gently tongue her pussy. My hands reached out to her thighs for support which I then used to pull my mouth in closer. Master increased his movement in my ass and I was totally engulfed in sensation as he took me from behind while I pleasured this woman with my mouth.




Mary's New Life Ch. 02



Master continued to work his cock in to and out of his favorite of my three holes. Each of his thrusts came harder than the last. It seem as with each thrust I being driven deeper between Miss Natalie's thighs. I tried hard to concentrate on my task between Natalie's legs but it became harder and more difficult as the cock in my ass continued pounding away.

It was not much longer until I felt Master's cock release into my rectum. Now I become torn with a decision. I had not yet made Miss Natalie come but I knew that I must also clean Master's cock. Choosing that Master's cock was the more important of the two tasks I reluctantly turned from Miss Natalie's crotch to take Master's cock into my mouth licking it clean as a good slave must always do.

Finishing my duty I noticed that Miss Natalie was now standing. She had removed the rest of her clothing exposing her full round breast's. Around her waist she was fastening a harness holding a double ended dildo. The smaller of the two ends she inserted into herself before securing the straps tight. The other much larger end stood straight out from her waist.

"How do you want her?" asked Master.

"Bent over the end the couch should do just fine," answered Miss Natalie. "That way you can hold her head down so can she suck your cock if you want while I fucker from behind."

Master took hold of me moving into position over the end of the couch. Again grabbing my head as he bent me over the end of couch then taking a seat as he did so holding my head in his lap. My cunt soon felt the fake cock of Miss Natalie pressing against its opening. The size of which was considerably larger than any previous cock to have ever enter my cunt.

Natalie pressed harder and harder against my sex. Slowly she worked the massive phallus into my opening. Each thrust going deeper than the one before. As hard as I tried it still took time to relax my cunt muscle enough to accept the enormous intruder. Soon it was first hurting more than either of the two different cocks I have ever taken in my ass. But this one was only going into my cunt. I felt certain I would never be able to take it all the way in.

After working at it for a long time, Natalie was finally able to fit her cock fully inside of me. I could feel her thighs pressing against my ass. She seemed to rest for a minute after the workout of stuffing her enormous cock into my hole. Then she withdraw it almost all the way out before ramming back home again. And again she did it. And then again.

"Now it's time for some good fucking," I heard her say. "Mmm," she moaned, "I like a nice tight cunt."

"That's it Pet. Take that big cock," this coming from Master.

"Miss Natalie, Please fuck Pet's tight cunt," I said as Miss Natalie's buried her cock deep into my cunt.  As Miss Natalie worked her fake phallus into and out of my cunt the pain quickly turned to a feeling of immense fullness. The stirrings of an orgasm began to grow. Soon it became clear that I would not be able to hold back much longer. Looking Master in the eyes I asked, "Master please may Pet cum."

"No, Pet. Let this be part of your punishment for not properly waiting for your Master. No cumming for at least one week." I heard Master calmly state. "Now start sucking on my cock as well."

Taking Master's cock into my mouth I started sucking it back to its fullness as Miss Natalie continued pounding away at my cunt. All I could do is hold myself back until she tired or made herself come at my expense. I knew asking again would be useless.

I don't know how much longer Natalie worked her massive shaft into and out my hole. Desperate that I was to keep from cumming. Fortunately with each thrust my muscles relaxed making it easier for my hole to accommodate her. When I felt her thrust one last time and shout, "Ohhh, Yes!!" then relax and slowly withdraw I knew she had atlas come.

Master continued holding my head down in his lap with his now full erect cock deep in his mouth. I kept sucking and licking until he erupted into my mouth and a had swallowed all of his come. When he finally let me up Natalie was dressed as before. Again she just stared down at me.

"How did she do?" Master asked Miss Natalie.

"At first quite well, but she lost focus once you started fucking her ass. Definitely will require some more training and a lot of practice."

"Pet I want you to be able to lick pussy just as well as you suck cock. Miss Natalie is going to help with your training in regards to this skill."

Then Master turned my head to face Natalie as she said, "Pet the next time that you lick my pussy your Master is going to whip your ass instead of fucking it. He is going to keep whipping it until you make me come." Then pausing she added, "I am going to make arrangements for some training sessions later this week for you and again next week before the gathering at Mistress Lynne's in a few weeks."

The End: Chapter Two



Mary's New Life Ch. 03



Fictional story.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.



Dressed as Mary was; she spent most of the day fending off advances from other staff members. It seemed to Mary that everyone thought that since she was dressed like a slut, it was an open invitation to grab at her ass or make a rude comment. As lunch approached Bill came to find Mary. 

"How about lunch today Mary," he asked? 

"I'm not really up to it Bill" she said not wanting to face him. "Maybe some other time" she quickly added. She could see the anger building in his face as he heard her rejection. 

Bill grabbed onto Mary's tit and twisted it violently. Under his breath he hissed at her. "It will be today Mary. If I get any more of your lip, you will think last night was heaven compared to what I can do to you. How would you like to spend a week taking inventory down in the motor pool? Would you like to spend some time entertaining the boys down there?"

"No sir' Mary quickly said. "I'm ready to go anytime you are sir."

Bill released her and sneered. "I thought you would see it my way Mary. When you are with me, I wish for you to address me as Master Bill. You can do that can't you Mary?"

"Yes Sir Master Bill."

"You'll also smile and show everyone just how much you adore being with me," Bill continued. "In fact Mary, you can't seem too be able to keep your hands and lips off of me". As they headed for the elevator Mary clutched at Bills arm. She pulled herself tightly against him and nibble at his ear. 

The elevator was fairly crowded as they entered. Bill smiled and joked with a few of the men as he boldly slid his hand up Mary's leg and under her skirt. After receiving a glare from him; Mary placed her hand on Bills chest, leaning forward she kissed him on the lips. Bill pulled Mary tightly to him and invaded her mouth with his tongue. Mary could feel the eyes of everyone staring at them. She also heard someone murmur; 'Well I guess that explains how she got that promotion so quickly,' The other girls laughed in return. 

Reaching the parking structure, Bill lead Mary towards his car. As they walked away from the elevator Bill brazenly exposed Mary to everyone in the elevator by lifting her short skirt and slapping her on the ass. Mary could hear the laughter as the elevator doors closed and Bill's laughter as he opened the car door. 

Heading downtown in Bill's car he told her they were going to a private club he was a member of. 

"I intend to play some cards with my friends for a little while and you will be our eye candy. In fact Mary; I think your new name should be Sweet Treat. While we are there, you will fetch drinks for my friends and I. Make sure you bend over to give them all a good view of your lovely charms. When you're not serving; you will sit alongside me on a stool keeping your knees at least 8 inches apart. I haven't been doing real well at cards lately but today you're going to give me a huge advantage. In fact my winning is very important to you Mary. You see if I lose again today I'm paying my debt with your ass. Of course you will continue to fawn over me the whole time and never forget to smile. Now before we get there, why don't if you relieve some of my tension by giving me a quick blowjob."

Mary reached to unzip Bill's pants freeing his cock from the confines of his underwear. She tried to lean over and get it into her mouth but because of the angle she was having a hard time getting to it. 

"Turn around in the seat and get on your knees," Bill commanded. Doing as she was told Mary commenced sucking Bills cock into her mouth. The blast from an air horn screeched from a truck alongside them startling Mary. It suddenly dawned on her that her ass and pussy were completely exposed to the trucker. Bill just laughed and pushed her head down shoving his cock further into Mary's throat.

Mary could hear hoots and hollers from the trucker as Bill erupted in her mouth. She managed to swallow everything with less difficulty this time even though it still made her nauseous. Straightening herself in the seat Bill told her to open her blouse and lay back in the seat. "Let the poor sucker see those pretty tits" he told her. 

Reluctantly Mary did as she was told. The trucker blasted his horn again and again. Bill reaching over fondled Mary's breasts; he lifted the hem of her skirt and slid a finger between her lips. As he continued fingering her Mary could feel her orgasm building. Suddenly Bill removed his hand leaving Mary hanging on the edge of orgasm. He slowed the car and turned into a parking lot.

"Come on Sweet Treat, lets go have some fun," Bill said as he dragged Mary from the car. Trying to close her blouse and straightening her skirt as Bill hurried her along, she thought to herself. 'Fun for who?'

Entering the bar, Bill shouted hellos to a group of men at the bar. They all stared opened mouthed as Bill paraded Mary into the room. 

"Anyone up to a few hands of poker" Bill asked? 

"Sure Billy-boy," one of the guys remark. "You're always an easy mark. Tell me Bill, who's your friend?" Bill laughed but Mary had the feeling he wasn't amused. 

"I call her Sweet Treat," Bill said. "She's just one of my girls from work," he said nonchalantly; as if having a beautiful young, half naked girl hanging all over him was an everyday occurrence. As the men took their seats around a card table in the corner Bill pulled Mary on his lap and slid his hand into her blouse openly pinching her nipples and fondling her breasts. 

"Sweet Treat is going to be our serving wench today" Bill bragged. "Run to the bar and fetch us some beers" Bill commanded. Mary jumped to do as she was told, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into and hide. Returning with the beers Mary sat them on the table. 

Bill slapped her on the ass and scolded. "Take them to each of my friends bitch, can't you do anything right." As Mary made her way around the table she remembered to lean over and allow them to view of her breasts. The men were enjoying the show and none of them hesitated in pinching Mary or rubbing her ass. One of the bolder men even went so far as to take a rolled up dollar bill and shove it in her pussy. He winked at Mary and told her that he had another tip he would be glad to give her. As everyone laughed Mary just smiled and returned to Bill's side. 

"Drag a stool over here and sit down so I can concentrate on my cards," he instructed. Mary climbed upon the stool and spread her legs apart as she had been commanded. The next hour Mary either sat on her stool or served the men. Bill's plan of keeping the other players distracted worked. As his pile of chips grew he would occasionally reached over and slide his hand up Mary's leg and tweak her clit with his fingertip. 

Bill finally announced he had to return too work. "I'll be back next week to give you a chance to get your money back" he told them. 

"Why don't you give each of these nice men a kiss goodbye for being such good losers" Bill told Mary. As Mary circled the table kissing each man in turn, they touched and groped every part of her body as they forced their tongues into her mouth. By the time Mary had completed the circle they had her so excited she was moaning and whimpering. As much as Mary hated the degradation and humility that she was being forced to endure, her body betrayed her by becoming excited. The need to cum was so overpowering she was willing at that moment to fuck any and all of them to get the relief her body screamed for. 

Bill grabbed Mary by the arm and dragged her back to his car. As they headed back towards the office Bill could hear her whimpering. 

"Is there something the matter Sweet Treat" Bill asked? 

"Are you going to fuck me now Master Bill" she asked? 

Bill was enjoying watching Mary squirm. "Do you want me to fuck you" he teased? 

"Please sir; I really need it" Mary pleaded. 

"You'll have to do better than that," Bill said. "How well can you beg Sweet Treat? Tell me what it is you want."

"I want you to fuck me Master Bill" she almost shouted; "I want you to take your big cock and ram it into me until I cum." 

Bill loved it, he had tried to get close to Mary for months but she had always treated him as if he was a piece of trash. Now that the tables had been turned he was enjoying himself immensely. 

"Why don't you unbutton your blouse and lean back in your seat," Bill instructed. Mary did as she was told. "Now raise your skirt and finger yourself," he told her. Mary couldn't believe what she was hearing. Did he really expect her to masturbate here in front of him? In the car, in broad daylight? She didn't even do that at home with the lights on. With her eyes closed, Mary slowly began rubbing her pussy. She almost jumped out of her skin when Bill slapped her across the breasts leaving a large red handprint. 

"Get your fingers going and start working them in," he told her, "Do you think we have all day?" Mary shoved a finger into her dripping slit, sliding it in and out against her clitoris. 

"More," Bill instructed. "I want to see you get them all in." As Mary gradually worked her fingers further into herself, Bill grabbed her other hand and placed on her breast. "Work that nipple," he commanded. Mary had most of her hand buried in her pussy as she pinched and pulled on her nipples. Mary could feel her orgasm building as she worked her hand faster and faster. Finally the floodgates opened as Mary climaxed over and over again. The feeling of bliss and contentment came over her as she slowly floated back to earth. 

As Mary regained her senses she noticed the car had come to a stop. Mary quickly sat up to see that they had arrived back at work and a half-dozen people where standing around the car watching her. As her audience broke into applause Mary hurriedly tried to cover herself. Bill grabbed Mary's hand and dragged her from the car. As she staggered along beside Bill, Mary could hear the group laughing at her. 

Instead of using the express elevator that went directly to the upper floors, Bill guided Mary into the public elevators that seemed too stop at every floor. The elevator was filled almost to capacity as Bill guided Mary toward the back of the car. Bill positioned himself so that his back was to the wall and pulled Mary against him facing the door. At this busy hour, passengers getting on and off at every floor jostled them. Somewhere between the second and third floor, Mary was startled to feel her pussy being probed. Bill had evidently released his dick and was trying to insert it into her pussy. Bill used his knees to spread Mary's legs apart and in one stroke shoved his cock into Mary's dripping cunt. Trying to keep from moaning Mary could feel Bill reach around in front of her and rub her clitoris. His other hand Bill slid through the bottom of her blouse, pinching and pulling on her nipples. Mary was sure that more than a couple people had noticed and were watching them but being crowded as the car was Mary couldn't be sure. Bill was content to just let his cock soak in her pussy as he brought her closer to another orgasm. With every floor they reached the stopping and starting of the elevator sent Bill's cock deeper into Mary cunt. Mary tried but failed to keep herself from moaning as she felt her climax building. About the 20th floor Mary felt Bill's cock start to twitch and the warmth of his cum fill her as he pumped his seed into her. 

Mary edged closer to orgasm. Bill was rubbing of her clit, and pulling on her nipples, as his cum pumped into her and the realization it was all happening in a elevator with a dozen people sent the waves of pleasure coursing through Mary's body. There was nothing she could do to stop it and at the moment she had no desire to. Mary bit down on her lip in an effort to keep from screaming and to stifle her moans. 

The passengers around her all turned too stared at her in either shock or disbelief. An older woman leaned over toward her and spat the word "slut" at Mary before leaving the elevator. 

As the elevator continued upward the smell of sex was unmistakable. Mary could feel Bill's cock soften and slide from her pussy. As his cum leaked out and ran down her legs Bill hurriedly zipped up his pants. Mary couldn't believe she had just been screwed in elevator full of people. By the time they reached the upper floors Mary was grateful there were only a couple of passengers left. As she stood with her head bowed tears were rolling down her cheeks. These were people she had to face every day, why was she being so humiliated and abused? 

When they reached their floor Bill stopped her from getting off the elevator. They continued upward to the top floor before getting off the elevator. Bill guided Mary by the elbow out of the elevator and down the hall toward the company's gymnasium, an area for the staff to exercise, swim or play racquetball. 

There was one large community workout room and several private rooms with free weights, treadmills and other equipment. As they entered the main lobby Mary saw Andy come strolling towards them. Bill pushed Mary towards him; "she's all yours" he said, "have fun."



Mary's New Life Ch. 04



Fictional story.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.





"You're late Bill. I only have the room for an hour; you were supposed to be here five minutes ago" Andy complained. 

"It's not my fault, " Bill answered. "We got stuck in a slow elevator, didn't we Mary?"

"Yes Master Bill, "she whispered as she stared at the floor. Both men burst out laughing. 

"Maybe I should have her call me master also" Andy said. "Would you like that Mary, want to call me master also?"

"Oh no sir, I don't think I'd like that" Mary said. 

"Well as you've probably figured out by now" he continued, "What you want doesn't count for shit. From now on you will address me as master. Understood?" 

"Yes Master," she obediently said. 

"Come along than Mary we have lots of work to do," Andy told her as the guided her into a private room. "Get your clothes off and let me look at you Andy commanded." Mary removed her clothes praying no one would walk in or look through the little window in the door. Standing nude before Andy, he circled around her sizing her up from every angle. 

"Your legs and ass are pretty good, but you still have a good deal of baby fat to get rid of," Andy told her. "I've been given the task of getting you into shape Mary, any way I see fit. You will come here three days a week for an hour and work your ass off. If you do as you're told and work hard we will get along just fine. If you give me any trouble at all you'll spend your time here screwing as many men as I can sell you too. I have four weeks to get you in shape, and I will do it or kill you trying."

"Let's start you off with some time on a treadmill," Andy began "but first I have something just for you." From his bag Andy emptied out an assortment of vibrators, dildos, butt plugs, clamps and other sexual paraphernalia. He selected a butt plug about an inch and a half across and three inches long. He handed to her and told her to shove it up her ass. Unsure of how to proceed Mary took the offending item and tried pushing it against her ass. 

"You're only going to hurt yourself if you try to shove it in dry," Andy told her, "lube it up some first" 

"How Master," Mary asked with a baffled look on her face. 

"I don't care," Andy said. "Suck on it or shove it up your cunt, just hurry up we're wasting time." Mary took the plug and rubbed it between her legs, gradually working at into her pussy. When it was coated she pulled it out and pressed it against her asshole. She tried pushing it in but it was just too uncomfortable.

Andy tired of watching her feeble attempts put his hand against hers and shoved it in with one push. It was shaped so that it would embed itself completely within her with just a short chain hanging behind her like a tail. Next he grabbed a dildo about six inches long and two inches in diameter, without ceremony he placed it at her slit and worked it in and out of her until he had it fully embedded in her. Andy put a leather device around Mary that looked like a chastity belt and strapped it between her legs and around her waist holding the butt plug and dildo in place. 

"You will only be allowed the use this harness for the first week," Andy told her. "After that I will expect you to be able to hold the devices in place with your muscles."  Mary was having difficulty moving as Andy shoved her towards the treadmill. Grabbing Mary's hands Andy lashed them to the bar at the front of the machine. He punched in some numbers and the treadmill started moving. 

"You have 10 minutes to go before it stops," Andy told her. "This is a variable speed program and will speed up and slow down as well as inclining so you will feel like you're running uphill." Mary began jogging at a slow pace, feeling the offending intruders working themselves inside her body. When the treadmill started to incline it picked up speed causing her to sprint to keep from falling. For two minutes she ran at full speed. When the incline decreased and the speed lessened Mary was grateful to have a moment to try and catch her breath. As her breathing slowed the dildo and the butt plug began to vibrate. She looked at Andy and saw him fingering a small remote. 

"Just a little added incentive to help keep you loose," Andy told her. As the treadmill ran through its program Andy would turn off the devices whenever Mary was sprinting and turn them back on whenever the treadmill slowed. As the treadmill finished running its program and came too a stop Mary was gasping and tears were running down her face. 

Andy untied Mary's wrist and guided her over to the free weights. He grabbed a weight bar and attached 30 pounds of weights to it. With one hand he lifted it easily and laid it across Mary's shoulders. 

"Hold on to it with both hands," he commanded. Doing as she was told Mary balanced the weight and waited. 

"Spread your legs and place your feet about two feet apart," Andy told Mary. "Now bend your knees and do a squat." As Mary followed his instructions he pushed down on her shoulders until her knees were completely bent. 

"Now push yourself back into a standing position," he told Mary. When she was back in a standing position he told her. "You'll do three sets of twenty. At the bottom you will hold your position and repeat, 'I am a dirty slut, use me as you see fit Master'."

Mary squatted and repeated Andy's command before straining to right herself, again and again until she had finished her first set. Andy only allowed her a minute before telling her to start again. At the bottom of her squat she began reciting, 

"I am a dirty sluuuuutttttt!!!!" Andy had activated the remote and Mary nearly fell before regaining her balance. He pushed the button on the remote again.

"I'm afraid that one doesn't count," Andy laughed. Every time Mary reached the bottom of her squat Andy would trigger the vibrations and turn them off again when she began to rise.  By the end of her second set Mary's legs were wobbling and she was having trouble standing. 

"If you don't finish your third set" Andy told her, "I am going to have to paddle that precious little bottom for you Mary." Gritting her teeth, Mary tried to ignore the burning in her legs and the vibrations radiating through her. Somehow she managed to complete her third set and collapsed in exhaustion. Andy removed the weights from her shoulders. He gave her some water to drink and a moment to rest. 

"Why are you doing this to me Mary cried? I had always thought we were friends."

"Friendship has nothing to do with this," Andy told her. "Mr. Anderson wants it done and there is nothing I or anyone else can do to prevent it. I've become accustomed to a certain way of life working here and Mr. Anderson allows me to have it. My very job depends on following his directions and doing as I'm told. If that means beating your ass and having to screw you, well Mary I guess I'll just have to do it. Now back to work."

"Time for some pull-ups," Andy said. "You are to do three sets of 10 this time."

"I can't," cried Mary; "I don't think I can do 10 once." 

"That's not the right attitude," said Andy. "You're young and healthy Mary, you can do it."

"I'll tru," Mary told him.

"You'll do more than try, you'll do it," Andy told her. "I'll even help you by giving you a little incentive." Andy dug into his bag and pull out a couple of items. Grabbing a couple of 2 1/2 pound weights he attached a cord to each at one end. On the other end of the cords he attached what looked like large alligator clips. Placing a small step under the chin-up bar he told Mary to step up and grab the bar. When Mary was grasping the bar her chin was only one foot below it. Throwing the cord over the bar Andy grabbed one of Mary's nipples and stretched it out attaching one of the clamps to it. Pain shot through Mary's breasts as Andy did the same to her other nipple. Adjusting the length of the cords, there was no slack in them from the clamps to the weights setting on the floor.

"Now pull yourself upward," Andy commanded. As Mary grasped the bar tightly and pulled herself up. Andy quickly pushed the step out from under Mary. 

"Now lower yourself," Andy told her. As Mary started downward pain shot through her body as the cords pulled tight and lifted the weights off the floor. Mary quickly strained to pull herself upward again, momentarily relieving the pain in her breasts. 

"I'll give you the step again after you've completed the set," Andy told her.

Mary didn't want to lower herself again knowing the pain it would cause. As she descended again the clamps dug into her nipples as the weights lifted off the ground giving Mary the incentive to pull herself up again. Unsure how she managed, Mary finished the first set and Andy pushed the step back under her. Mary was sobbing and gasping for breath as blood seeped out around her nipples where the clamps had dug into her tender flesh. 

"Please Master, take them off," Mary begged, "I'll do anything you asked." 

"I know you will," Andy told her, "but you will anyway." Mary struggled through the next two sets and somehow managed to finish. As Andy removed the clamps from her nipples the sweat from her body seeped into the open wounds caused by the clamps. Mary felt as if Andy was sticking white-hot needles through her nipples the pain was so intense. Mary couldn't imagine anything worse, she was convinced she had died and gone to Hell.

"Take that belt off and stand up" Andy instructed. Mary did as she was told. Without ceremony Andy grabbed the chain and yanked the butt plug out of Mary's ass while activating the dildo still in her vagina. The relief Mary felt as the vibrations sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She was reaching her peak when Andy suddenly yanked the dildo from Mary's pussy. Andy removed his sweat pants freeing his beautiful cock. Straddling a weight bench Andy called Mary over to him. Instructing her to impale herself on his nine inch cock, Mary lowered herself until he was completely inside her. 

"Who said exercising can't be fun," Andy laughed. "I want you to hook your legs behind me and lower yourself back until your head reaches the floor." Mary leaned back and did as she had been instructed. Stretched backwards his cock was partially pull out of her and pressing against her clitoris. 

"With your hands behind your head do a sit-up," Andy instructed her. Rising forward she impaled herself on his manhood completely. "Three sets of twenty," Andy told her. "Every time you reach the top, you will look me in the eye and tell me 'Thank you for bringing out the slut in me Master'. If you have an orgasm before you are finished with your three sets, you will receive ten swats from a paddle for each sit-up you haven't completed." Mary was completely stretched out backwards on her first sit-up when she felt Andy yank a single pubic hair from her mound. She sat up and looked him in the eye.

"Thank you for bringing out the slut in me Master," Mary said. By the time she was midway through her third set the pleasure and pain he was causing had her to the point where the words she was speaking were half-truths. With only two sit-ups to go Andy placed his thumb against her clit and began to rub. Mary raised her upper body into a sitting position and began to shiver uncontrollably as an orgasm overwhelmed her. 

Mary threw her arms around Andy and wept. "Thank you for bringing out the slut in me Master." Andy unable to control himself any longer shot load after load his semen into Mary as she shuddered and clung to him. 

"Oh God that was fantastic," Andy told her. "Now get off me and clean this mess you caused up. After all we can't leave this room messy for the next occupants can we?"

As Mary slid to her knees and engulfed Andy's limp member in her mouth she somehow found pleasure in the fact that she had managed to drain him. She sucked and licked every drop she could locate off of Andy and the bench. 

"That's enough," he told her as he pushed her away. "Crawl over to my bag and fetch me my paddle. Grab it with your teeth and bring it to me he commanded." 

Confusion and fear showed on Mary's face, she had forgotten that she had not finished the last sit-up and she had ten swats coming to her. Mary stuck her head into the bag and dug around. She located a paddle that looked like something you would use for ping-pong except it was coated in leather. She grabbed it with her teeth and crawled back too Andy's feet. Reaching for the paddle Andy instructed her to lie across his lap. 

"Count them out loud and thank me for helping you become a better slave he instructed." Mary heard the paddle crack against her ass at the same time she felt the pain. 

"One" she sobbed, "thank you Master for helping me to serve you better," Andy continued raining blows upon her tender ass cheeks as Mary sobbed and begged him to stop. 

As the last blow landed she whispered almost incoherent "ten, thank you Master for making this slave girl more pleasing to her Master's."

"Isn't a workout invigorating," Andy asked her? 

"Yes Master," she responded. 

"Let's grab a shower so you can get back to work," Andy told her. "I'm sure Mr. Anderson won't be happy if you fall behind in your duties." Andy had Mary lather both of their bodies as they showered together. Enjoying the feel as Mary ran her hands over his body, Andy pushed her away as he felt his cock start to respond. 

"I haven't any more time to play today he told her. Get dressed before I have to fuck you again." Relief and disappointment washed over Mary and she dried herself. The knowledge that she could excite him again so quickly pleased her somehow that she didn't understand. After they had dressed, Andy had Mary straightened up the room before heading back to their office.

"Rest up well Mary, we have a lot of work ahead of us" Andy told her.



Mary's New Life Ch. 05



Fictional story.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.


CHAPTER 5

Mary's body screamed with pain every time she moved as she tried to concentrate on her work. By 5:00 she just wanted to go home and cry. Maybe she should just pack her things and head out of town she thought. No, that wouldn't work; they would just use the tape against her. The thought of her parents and grandparents watching her perform as she had last night was just too much for Mary to accept. Her father was a prominent businessman back home and if the folks back there saw the tape it would ruin him. Mary saw no way she could end this nightmare without hurting the people she loved and she was just not prepared to do that. 

As Mary gathered her things and headed towards the elevator Susan approached her, "Where do you think you're off to?" 

"It's 5:00," Mary said, "I was going home.'

"Not tonight bitch," Susan sneered at her. "Instead of going home like I wanted, I've been instructed by Mr. Anderson to take you shopping. We need to get you some new clothes that better enhance your natural charms as Mr. Anderson put it." Susan steered Mary towards the elevators with a quick push. As a rode the elevator down in silence Susan glared at Mary. 

"Where's your car?" Susan demanded; "I have no intention of wasting my gas driving you around," she said. Mary led the way to her car. 

"Give me the keys," Susan demanded, "I don't trust you to get me downtown safely." The car was almost brand-new; Mary had purchased it after her promotion as a reward herself. It was a beautiful little Sportster that Mary loved. Susan intentionally dragged the keys across the door panel sending a knife into Mary's heart. 

"I don't understand," Mary cried. "I've never done anything to you," she said as they got in the car. 

"You really are a stupid cunt aren't you" Susan said. "Since Mr. Anderson first saw you in the secretarial pool you're all he has thought about. For the last five years I've given myself to him in every imaginable way. As soon as he saw you, I cease to exist to him. His only interest lately was finding a way to get control over you. Are you really so stupid that you thought you could possibly make that many errors in a report? I had to spend a whole evening retyping it, changing numbers and projections. The only good that's come out of this is that I get to use you as I see fit while you're in my charge. That is, as long as I don't leave unsightly damage to his precious property." 

Susan took great pleasure in driving the car recklessly. She could see the pain it was causing Mary and she relished in it. 

"While you are with me," Susan instructed Mary. "You will address me as Mistress. When I gave you a command you will perform it immediately and without question, otherwise I will slap the shit out of you in front of God and everybody." Susan rummaged in her purse and pulled out a couple of silver balls each an inch in diameter. They were attached together by a fine silver chain with two small silver bells hanging from the chain. 

"Take these," Susan instructed Mary "and insert them in your pussy and ass." Mary worked the balls inside of her as Susan watched. Once inserted, Mary had the small amount of slack left in the chain causing the bells to tinkle with each movement. 

"Time to go shopping," Susan said. As they walked towards the mall, Mary could feel the balls inside her rolling around with every step she took. With each step you could hear the bells tinkle to the rhythm of her walk. As they were entering the mall Susan instructed Mary to unbutton her blouse all the way, the only thing that keep it semi closed was it being tucked into her skirt. As Mary walked the bells tinkling and her shirt falling open was drawing a lot of attention to herself, giving anyone near a clear view of her breasts. 

Susan headed directly to the lingerie shop where she spent the next hour selecting stockings and garters along with crotch-less panties, sheer bras cut out to expose her nipples and almost transparent lingerie. Susan had Mary try on every item in the changing room as she sat in a lounge chair outside. Mary had to parade back and forth in front of Susan while she decided it she liked the item. Outside the store Mary had attracted a small crowd of men staring at her through the store window. As embarrassing as it was for Mary to model the obscene garments in front of a group of gawking men. The worst part was putting up with the saleswoman who insisted on helping Mary with every change. Every time Mary changed a garment the saleswoman would run her hands over Mary's body pretending to check if the fit was proper. 

As the saleswoman rang up the items she commented to Susan. "You sure have a lovely piece there, I sure would enjoy playing with it sometime."

Susan smiled. "Maybe I can get a rebate if Mary goes into the back of the shop to help you 'restock' for awhile," Susan told her. The saleswoman agreed she could give Susan 50 percent of the total back as a promotional offer. Susan handed her Mr. Anderson's credit card and told her to ring it up. Pocketing the money, Susan said to have fun. 

Grabbing Mary's hand the saleswoman shouted to a co-worker that she was on break and would be back in a half-hour. In the back room there was a small cot. Without saying anything the saleswoman almost ripped the clothes off of Mary. Leaning over she sucked one of Mary's breasts into her mouth as she reached between Mary's legs probing at Mary's slit. Lying back on the cot she hoisted her skirt up and pulled her panties off. Grabbing Mary by the hair she forced her head between her legs.

"Get to work slut," she told Mary, "Helping you change has got me so worked up I'm ready to explode like a firecracker." Mary ran her tongue up and down the saleswoman's crack. Even though the last two days had been humiliating and frightening, Mary suddenly realized sucking on the stranger's pussy wasn't near as repulsive as she had imagined it would be. The saleswoman turned Mary so she could get to her pussy as Mary sucked on hers. Playing with the chain while she licked at Mary's pussy had both moaning as they experienced orgasms together. They continued licking and nibbling on each other for the next 20 minutes until Susan stuck her head through the back door.

"Times up," Susan said, "get yourself straightened up." As they dressed the saleswoman kissed Mary on the lips telling her to come back anytime.

Susan had Mary carry the bags as they continued through the mall. From shop to shop they went with Susan picking the most revealing clothing she could find. Blouses that left nothing to the imagination and skirts so short if Mary moved wrong her ass and pussy were fully exposed for everyone to see. Susan selected a dress made of Spandex that clung to Mary's body like a second skin, Mary felt nude wearing it as it left nothing to the imagination. At each store Susan would sit outside the dressing room and have Mary parade her new garments in front of her. Mary had never heard of a salesperson that went into a dressing room with a shopper, but Susan insisted they go with her so they could make any adjustments that might be necessary. Most of them were curious about the bell sound and Susan would have Mary show them her decorations. 

Mary could hardly believe the amount of money being spent on her. Surely Mr. Anderson couldn't expect her to wear some of these things at work. As a last stop, Susan took Mary to a shoe store. 

"The salesman's name here is Tim, he's a friend of mine so be nice to him." Susan said. The fact was Susan despised Tim for the weasely little pervert he was. Forcing Mary to be nice to him was going to give Susan immense pleasure. 

When Tim saw Susan and Mary enter the shoe store, his face broke into a smile. "Susie Q., how are you beautiful," he asked? 

"Just doing a little shopping with my niece Tim," Susan lied. 

"She's been acting like a slut lately so I figured she might as well dress like one." 

Tim looked Mary up and down. "You're doing a good job Susan, put her out on 32nd Street the way she looks and you could make a bundle. What can I get for you today?"

"Four or five pair of open toed high heels" Susan said, "make sure they have at least four-inch heels."

"All right lets get a measurement." Tim said. 

"That's not necessary Mary quickly said, I wear a size 6 1/2."

"Sit down and do as your told." Susan scolded Mary."

"Yes Mistress," Mary said. Sitting down, Mary knew Tim would have a full view up her skirt. There was no possibly way he could miss that she had no panties on and he would see everything. As she lifted her foot to be measured Mary heard Tim gasp. If Tim had been smiling before, he now looked like he had died and gone to heaven. He couldn't believe this beautiful girl was sitting in front of him with her leg lifted and nothing but a small chain and a couple of bells between her naked pussy and him. 

"She wears an unusual size," Tim said, "we may have to try on quite a few pair to get one's that fit properly." Mary knew he was lying but didn't dare say anything. Tim went to the back room and returned with an armful of boxes. He proceeded to try every pair onto Mary staring at her pussy and tits the whole time. Nothing seemed to fit correctly. Mary looked at the boxes and saw he had only brought out size 6 shoes. 

"Sir, I don't think size 6 will fit me." Mary said. Unexpectedly Susan slapped Mary across the face. 

"How dare you tell this young man how to do his job," Susan scolded, 

"Do you think you have more experience than a trained professional who sells shoes for a living?" Susan demanded. 

"No Mistress," Mary said, "I just thought he understood I wear a size 6 1/2.'

"I didn't ask you to think, Tim measured your foot didn't he?" Susan asked Mary.

"Yes Mistress." Mary said. 

"So you must think that Tim is either incompetent or a liar," Susan said. 

"No mistress, I didn't mean that" Mary cried. "I'm sorry I must have been mistaken." 

"Don't tell me," Susan said. "You've insulted Tim, he's the one you should apologize to."

"I'm sorry Tim, I didn't mean to insult you," Mary cried, "please forgive me." Tim baffled by the exchange just nodded his head.

"Maybe when we are done shopping you can apologize to Tim properly." Susan laughed. 

Tim was thoroughly confused, did Susan just hint that he could play with Mary? He was enjoying trying shoes on Mary and would have been content to continue all night if Susan hadn't finally told him to hurry up. 

"I think Mary needs a pair of 'fuck me boots' Tim. Maybe some black leather thigh highs." Susan said. 

"I'll have to measure her inseam to get the length right," Tim told her. 

"Go right ahead, enjoy yourself." Susan said. 

As Tim slid the tape measure up Mary's thighs he couldn't help himself from playing with the bells. So mesmerized with Mary's pussy, Tim didn't even look at the tape to get a measurement. Going into the back room while trying to hide the boner, Tim couldn't believe his luck; if he was reading the signs right Susan was going to allow him to maybe fuck this gorgeous creature. Tim whispered a word of thanks to God as he came back from the stockroom. 

"I forgot the measurements," he said sheepishly. "I'll have to measure again." As Tim measured a second time he poked at Mary's pussy lips with his finger. Mary's pussy was wet and sticky; the smell was heavenly and had Tim drunk with lust. Tim finally managed to find a pair of boots that fit Mary properly. As he zipped them up the inside of her thigh Tim was tempted to bury his face in Mary's gapping slit.

As Mary stood to model the boots her legs wavered. How could anyone possibly walked in 4" heels she wondered? 

"We will take those," Susan said. "Take off the boots now Mary." 

As Tim was removing the boots and putting them back in their box Susan asked, "Timmy boy how would you like to have 10 minutes alone with Mary?" Tim just bobbed his head up and down unable to answer. "Well you ring things up and I'll pay with a credit card," Susan told him, "then if you give me half of the sale amount back in cash she's yours for 10 minutes, Okay?"

Tim didn't care if it cost him a week's salary. The thought of Mary naked in his arms was almost too much for him to imagine. As Tim rang up the purchases he kept stealing glances at Mary as if expecting her to disappear in a puff of smoke. 

Handing over a wad of cash to Susan, Tim almost dragged Mary to the back room. 

"Ten minutes is all you get," he heard Susan say. "Like you'll need more than 10 seconds." 

Tim pulled and tugged at Mary's clothing trying to remove them, Mary had to stop him for fear he would rip them to shreds. 

"Let me do that for you," Mary said. She quickly removed her blouse and skirt. Tim was all over her, trying to get both of her tits in his mouth at the same time. He clumsily tried to get his fingers in Mary's pussy as he pawed at her. 

"Bend over quick," Tim said. As he pulled his penis from his pants Tim tried to bury it into her pussy. With the balls still in Mary Tim couldn't get his penis inside her and started spurting cum all over Mary's ass and the back of her legs. Embarrassed by the fact he had cum prematurely Tim grabbed Mary by the hair and shook her head violently. 

"Look what you've made me do you bitch,' he screamed at her. "I've never had a problem like this before, it must be your fault." He forced Mary's head down to his crotch. 

"Suck on it bitch and get me hard again," Tim told her. "I'm not blowing a week's wages without even getting to fuck you." As Mary suck on his penis it gradually began to harden. Once it was hard enough that Tim could use it, he told Mary to bend over and grab her ankles. Slowing down, Tim grabbed the chain and yanked the balls out of Mary with a vicious tug. Careful this time to make sure he was fully buried in Mary's pussy, Tim began pumping for all he was worth. Pounding into Mary's pussy as hard as he could Tim pulled his cock out of her pussy on a backstroke and buried it to the hilt in her ass on his next thrust. 

The thought of fucking Mary in the ass was too much for Tim to take and he began cumming immediately. Trying to get his money's worth out of Mary. Tim grabbed her by the hair and forced his limp cum and shit covered dick back into Mary's mouth. Tim wanted to fuck her again but his penis just wouldn't get hard. 

Susan walked into the back room as Tim tried to fuck Mary's face. "Something the matter there Timmy-boy?" Susan asked him innocently.

"No, nothings wrong." Tim said. "I fucked her real good, once in the pussy and once in the ass. This is the second blowjob she's given me."

Susan who had watched the whole thing through the curtain just smiled and told him. "Boy Tim what a stud you must be, all that in such a short time. Why don't you get her cleaned upTim? I can't very well take her out in public like that." Susan told him. 

"She can clean herself up," Tim said. "What she looks like isn't my problem."

"Since you came all over her, I think it's only fair you should clean up the mess." Susan said.

"Forget it," Tim said. "I paid you for her use and I'm done with her, she's not my responsibility."

"Your right Tim, if I call mall security and tell them you've molested my niece I'm sure they'll agree you're not responsible. After all is not like there's any evidence." Susan laughed at him. 

Tim knew that even if security didn't believe Susan and let him go, his boss would surely fire him for the scandal. He obediently went to clean Mary up.

"Not like that Tim, use your tongue," Susan instructed.

Tim obediently knelt down behind Mary and began licking his cum from her ass, legs and pussy. When he had removed all evidence off of her body Susan had him insert the balls back into Mary's openings. 

"Looks like sucking ass is just your speed Timmy-boy," Susan laughed as Tim stood with the raging hard on. "You're going to have to take care of that one on your own." Susan said. "Get your clothes on Mary and let's get out of here, the stench of pussy is more than I can stand."

"Wasn't that fun?" Susan asked. "Don't you just love shopping?"

"Yes mistress." Mary answered her. 

"We better get some food into you, I bet you haven't had anything but cum all day," Susan laughed. "I know it's full of proteins but we need to keep your strength up."

As they walked past a pet store Susan got an idea. Rushing into the store she bought a dog collar, leash, dog dish and the can of dog food. Outside the store she put the collar around Mary's throat. Attaching the leash to the collar she ordered Mary down on her hands and knees. Pulling the tab on the dog food can Susan emptied the contents into the dish. 

"Eat up my pet." Susan commanded. 

As Mary reached for a piece of the dog food Susan slapped her hand. 

"Get your face down there like the bitch you are," Susan told her, "eat every bit of it." As Mary bit into the dog food she started to 

gag. 

"Throw up and you'll not only eat the dog food but you're puke as well." 

As Mary forced herself to gulp it down she could hear people around her making comments on her behavior and way she was exposing herself to everyone. 

'You make a lovely bitch," Susan told her, "be sure to remind me to have a butt plug fitted with a tail for you. Then when you wag her ass in front of everyone they'll know what a bitch you are." 

Susan made sure Mary licked up every speck of dog food from the dish. When she was finished Susan had Mary carry the dog food dished on her head. As Mary picked up the bags from their purchases they headed towards the parking area. Susan held onto the leash and would occasionally give it a vicious jerk causing Mary to flash everyone as she stumbled along. 



Mary's New Life Ch. 06



Fictional story. This is the final chapter in this series. If I rieceve enough interest I will consider continuing it.

Special thanks to "Blackstallion21" for his help editing.





Leaving the parking lot Susan headed out of the city and towards the countryside. They rode along in silence for half-hour before Susan pulled up to a massive mansion. 

"Get out and take the packages in." Susan commanded. 

As Mary entered the massive doors she was in awe of the grander before her. The entry foyer was larger than her apartment. Why had Susan brought her here and who could possibly afford to live like this Mary wondered? Mary didn't have long to wonder as Mr. Anderson came down the staircase. 

"Hello girls," he said. You must have had fun shopping from the amount of packages I see." He noticed the collar on Mary's neck. "Why is she wearing a dog collar Susan?" he asked. 

"I was just reinforcing my dominance over her Sir," Susan said, I didn't mean anything by it." 

"She is not yours to collar," Mr. Anderson said coldly. "Maybe I've been too slack in your training as of late, remove that from her he commanded." As Susan unfastened the collar from Mary's neck Mr. Anderson told her to put it on herself. 

"Did you get Mary everything I instructed you too?" Mr. Anderson asked Susan.

"Yes sir, she now has some very lovely things to wear," Susan answered. 

"Good," Mr. Anderson said. "Bring your bags into the parlor Mary and you can model them for me." Mary picked up the bags and obediently followed him into the parlor; she could see servants bustling about their duties and chores. 

"Take off those things you have on," he told Mary. "I'm sure there are much nicer things in the bags for you to wear." Mary removed her clothes aware of the servants giggling and whispering. Mr. Anderson noticed the bells dangling between Mary's legs. He called Mary to him and as he fingered the bells he questioned Susan about them.

Susan explained to Mr. Anderson the attention they had drawn at the mall. Mr. Anderson laughed and told Mary to leave them where they were. 

As Mary tried on each of the items, Mr. Anderson would comment his approval or dislike of it. When Mary had finished trying on the last item there was a small pile of rejects Mr. Anderson told Susan to return to the stores. 

"I am having a small party tonight Mary," he said. "I've told some of my associates about you and they are quite eager to get to know you." He rummaged around in the pile of clothing and selected a few pieces. 

"I think these will look lovely on Mary tonight," Mr. Anderson said. "Susan, take Mary upstairs, have her shower and dress in these items. I will send someone up to fix her hair and help her with her makeup in a little while." Mary could feel the anger and hatred radiating from Susan and she ushered Mary up the stairs.

"I do hope Mr. Anderson allows me to stay for the party tonight, he always has such interesting entertainment," Susan laughed. "Let's hurry up and get you dressed, we can't have the guest of honor being late."

As she descended the staircase at 9:00 PM, Mr. Anderson softly whistled. "Absolutely gorgeous," he said. Mary was dressed (or undressed) in a low-cut short camisole that was light emerald green. It was made of silk and came to just below Mary's breasts. Mary had on matching lace panties and garters with white stockings that came to just above the knees. The panties were French cut and barely covered her ass. Mary's red bush was visible through the thin lacy material, giving a hint of the treasures buried within. Her shoes were a matching green made of soft leather that wrapped around Mary's ankles, she was having a difficult time balancing on 4" spike heels as she walked. Mary's hair had been piled up high atop her head and looked beautiful with makeup that enhanced the color of her eyes. The lipstick they had selected was blood red and made Mary's mouth look like a ripe piece of fruit ready to be harvested. 

"Come here my dear," Mr. Anderson instructed. "I have something for you." Mr. Anderson placed a large ruby pendant hanging on a gold chain around Mary's neck. It rested just above and between her breasts. Next he inserted ruby earrings that dangled from Mary's ears. Against her pale skin they stood out like splashes of blood. 

"My guests will be arriving shortly," Mr. Anderson said, "let's get you ready." As he led the way through the house Mary obediently followed. Entering a large room Mary saw a small round stage surrounded by lounge chairs and couches centered in the room. Video cameras on tripods were placed around the room facing the stage. There was a large console with buttons and levers which Mr. Anderson went to. He pushed a button and Mary heard a motor whirl as a thin cable lowered from the ceiling. Mr. Anderson produced a silver bar 12 inches long with leather cuffs at each end. 

"Step up on the platform Mary," was instructed. Mr. Anderson fastened the cuffs around Mary's wrists. After he had attached the cable to the center of the bar Mr. Anderson tightened the cable until Mary's hands were above her head. He next produced and fastened leather straps to Mary's ankles. He tied these to rings mounted in the platform, spreading Mary's feet 18 inches apart. Standing at the console Mr. Anderson pushed a button and the cable tightened, stretching Mary upward until she was on her toes. Mr. Anderson next went to a cabinet and rummaged around. As he returned Mary looked in horror at the device he was carrying. 

It looked like a copy of Mr. Anderson's monster cock. It was mounted on a frame so when placed on the floor it was in a vertical position. Mr. Anderson approached Mary and reached between her legs. Swatting the bells back and forth he could hear Mary's breathing quicken. 

"This certainly is a lovely decoration," Mr. Anderson said, as he slowly pulled the ball from her pussy. Leaving it dangling from the ball still in Mary's ass Mr. Anderson positioned his toy on the floor between Mary's legs. Adjusting the height of the contraption until the fake cockhead was buried in Mary's pussy two inches. 

"This toy is spring loaded," Mr. Anderson began. "If you can stay on your toes and keep your weight off of it, then it stays off. Unfortunately every time you relax and put weight on it you will turn it on. Once on, it will vibrate and gyrate in circles. If you allow it to stay on for more than 30 seconds it will reward you with a very unpleasant surprise. Mary, it is designed to send an electrical shock through the cock head into the vagina. It will also spring upward embedding itself farther into you each time. All you have to do to turn it off is to rise up on your toes and stay there five seconds. My guests will be wagering on the how long you can keep the device from shocking you." 

Mr. Anderson pulled a ball gag from his pocket, fitting it into Mary's mouth he tightened the strap behind her head. He next produced a blindfold that match the color of Mary's outfit and fastened it over her eyes. 

Mary stood helplessly with the monster dildo buried within her pussy as she waited for the torture and humiliation to continue.

Mary could hear people entering the room. They would laugh as they circled around her admiring her beauty. As the room filled with people Mary's apprehension mounted. Guests would come close to the stage, she could hear them talking as they appraised her as if she was an art piece. Having worn the stimulation balls all afternoon and now with the massive imitation organ resting in her pussy, Mary knew it wouldn't take long for her to orgasm once Mr. Anderson turned the device on. 

The room suddenly quieted. Mary could feel the cable holding her hands overhead loosed allowing her more slack. 

"Ladies and gentlemen it's my pleasure to introduce my newest toy," Mr. Anderson said. "This is Mary and she has consented to entertain us tonight"Mary could hear laughter filling the room. 

"The rules are simple," Mr. Anderson continued. "It's like a lottery where you will select an amount of time and place your bets accordingly. Whoever is closest to the actual time, will win the prize pool for that round." Mary waited as the guests placed their bets and selected times on how long it would be until she would be shocked. 

Mary wanted to scream at them 'I'm a person too, why are you treating me like an animal?' 

The room quieted as Mr. Anderson told someone to start the clock, he must have triggered the device somehow as Mary felt it began to churn and vibrate within her. Mary forced herself onto her toes and the device shutoff. She managed to stay on her toes for almost two minutes before she tired and slowly dropped downward again. 

As the sensations the machine produced washed over her Mary's body orgasmed turning her legs to rubber. Mary knew she had to force herself upward again but her legs wouldn't obey her. I jolt of electricity rip through her most private parts and the massive tool sprang upward embedding itself a couple more inches in her pussy. Thankfully the device was shut off and everyone cheered as Mary hung from her wrists unable to support her weight.

"We have a winner," Mr. Anderson said as she slowly regained her senses, Mary could feel herself being held up and supported. Her hope that it was over quickly evaporated as she felt someone readjusting the height of the device taking up any slack. 

Mary heard Mr. Anderson say. "Now that you know what will happen Mary maybe you'll do better this next round." Mary could hear the group making bets and selecting their times again. When Mr. Anderson said 'go' the device came alive again. Mary pushed upward onto her toes and the device shut off. When she could hold herself no longer Mary lowered downward. With the device vibrating and churning within her she tried to count the seconds. At the count of 20 she pushed upward again and stayed long enough for the device to shut off. For the next five minutes Mary continued the process. Up-and-down, on and off, she could feel her juices running down her legs. Mary knew it was only a matter of time before her body betrayed her again as she bit down on the ball gag and tried to concentrate on her counting. 19, 20, 21, she could feel her orgasm building, just a few more seconds more she thought. 22, 23, 24, push up her mind screamed you have to push up. 

Mary tried to find the strength to ignore the pleasure building within her and raise herself on her toes. She needed to prevent the dreaded electrical shock and the device itself surging upward into her body. Somebody unexpectedly slid their hand under Mary's top, caressing her breast. The extra stimulation was all she needed to send her over the edge. Mary had only five seconds of total bliss before her insides erupted with fire as the electrical shock coursed thru her body and the spring loaded monster shot upward. This time the pain only intensified her orgasm causing it to continue for a full three or four minutes. 

Mary could hear the crowd cheering as she rode her waves of pleasure 

across the ocean of madness she had been cast upon. Descending from the heights of pleasure the device between Mary's legs went dead.



Mary was allowed to rest for awhile before her torture began again. Now guests constantly caressed her body or pinching sensitive areas trying too distract her. The nightmare dragged on into eternity in a never-ending series of orgasms and pain. The device must have been embedded in her cunt at least 10 inches when she finally heard Mr. Anderson tell his guests the next round would be the last. The betting amounts would be doubled and the winner would receive the prize pool and the use of Mary for the rest of the evening. The crowd cheered as they placed their wagers. 

Mr. Anderson came to Mary and whispered. "You will allow the device to go off at exactly three minutes and thirty-five seconds. Make sure you allow enough time for the last thirty seconds." 

As the game started again Mary did a quick calculation in her mind. She needed to allow the monster to vibrate for 20 seconds and then lift up for 5 seconds seven times. Allowing for the 30 seconds to trigger the device the final time this should put her right at three minutes and thirty-five seconds. 

Mary tried to concentrate on her counting and ignore all the stimulation her body was receiving. Twice she lost count and had to guess at where her count should be. As she lowered herself the knowledge of what was coming sent terror coursing through her body. As she approached 30 she bit down with all her might as the electrical current coursed through her body once again. The device sprang upward quickly embedding the monstrosity to the hilt. 

Mary hung totally drained as the monster cock vibrated and churned away buried deep within her abused pussy. The device suddenly went dead and the crowd erupted in applause. Hanging there totally drained Mary could hear the guests chatting and thanking Mr. Anderson for an entertaining evening as they left the hall. 

Mary must have dozed off, how long had she hung here she wondered? She could hear movement as someone moved around the platform. Doubt and fear of the unknown had Mary terrified. Someone started caressing her body as they worked from one area to another. Whether they were just running their hand over her body or pinching her they continued working her into a frenzy for what seemed an eternity. The monster was suddenly withdrawn from her, relief and emptiness replacing pain and pleasure. The strap holding the ball gag in place was loosened and pulled from her mouth. As the blindfold was removed Mary could see Mr. Anderson standing beside her. 

"You did very well tonight my dear, my guests were very pleased and I won a nice bundle on that last go around." Mr. Anderson laughed as he told her. "I really should punish you, you missed my time by three seconds. Had I lost that last wager I would have had to send you home with someone else." As Mr. Anderson pushed the button to lower Mary, her legs refused too support her weight. Crumbling into a ball Mary lay totally spent. Mr. Anderson gently removed the cuffs from Mary's ankles and wrists, he lifted her as easily as he might a child and carried her into the den he placed her on a lounge.

"I have waited a eternity to find my perfect slave," he told her as they lay together.

"But why me" Mary cried. "I have no desire to be a slave or to be used like this."

"The moment I saw you I knew I must possess you he continued. Your beauty and self-confidence as you performed your tasks was intoxicating and spell binding. I have been obsessed with the desire to own you to the point that I haven't been able to concentrate on work any longer. As to your desire not to be a slave, that's what makes you the perfect slave my dear. With every fiber of your being you cry out 'I am a person not a possession' while at the same time performing the tasks for your masters. Don't you see you were created for servitude? You can't help but be sub-servant to your masters. If you willingly performed like Susan does, I would be bored with you as quickly as I tired of her. I can send her off as a perk to a new client and she will gladly obey and help land an account. But you're different Mary, I will have clients begging for your use. With you I will be able to set the fees for their accounts so high I will be able to retire in half the time I thought I would. Starting tomorrow you'll have a complete new schedule Mary. You will be training for or performing some type of sexual act almost every waking hour." 

"I'm still unsure what I should do about your boyfriend. Maybe I can bring him into the company and convinced him the perks of being a company man. It doesn't really matter, by the time he returns your training will be complete as will be your addiction to the sex." As Mr. Anderson begin burying his cock into Mary she couldn't help herself but wrapped her legs around his back trying to pull him even deeper. Again and again he withdrew and plunged deep until she was climaxing uncontrollably. As he flooded her womb with his seed Mary moaned into his ear. 

"Thank you Master for making this girl into the slave you knew her to be".



Mary's New Life



No sooner had Mr. Anderson backed away then Joyce was there with her tongue buried into Mary's ass. Joyce spent the next ten minutes sucking the juices from Mary's ass and cunt before she was satisfied there was nothing left. 

They untied Mary and laid her on her back across the desk. Joyce had disrobed and straddled Mary's face smothering her with her sloppy cunt. When was the last time she had washed; Mary had no idea, but the smell was worse than anything she had ever imagined. Mary lapped away hoping to satisfy her and get her off. Pain shot through Mary's breast has someone began striking her with a whip. As she gasped from the pain she inhaled a foul tasting substance from Joyce cunt. From the way she was moving and rotating her hips Mary was sure Joyce's orgasm was not very far off. Only wanting to be rid of her, Mary doubled her attack and brought Joyce to orgasm. 

At the height of her orgasm, Joyce raised herself above Mary's face. She grabbed Mary's hair forcing her head back. With a wicked smile on her face Joyce let loose a stream of piss directly into Mary's mouth, nose and eyes.

Laughing she twisted Mary's hair and told her to keep her mouth open and drink every drop or else. Mary couldn't imagine what or else could be, but with the twisted mind Joyce had shown; she didn't dare disobey. Mary gulped and sucked at the opening above her until nothing else came forth. As Joyce climbed off the desk, Mary saw everyone had dressed and was standing around watching her. 

Mr. Anderson walked to the corner and turn off of the recorder on a tripod. Everything had been recorded, every disgusting thing they had done to her was now on tape. The worst part of all was; with the orgasms she had experienced, how could she possibly say it was all against her will.

"You'll make an excellent slave Mary;" Mr. Anderson laughed. "Go down to the janitor's room and get some supplies to clean this mess up." Mary could barely walk as she struggled to her feet, reaching for her clothes Mr. Anderson put his foot on them. "I don't believe you will need those," he said. "After you've clean everything up, I expect you to finish the reports you're correcting and have them on my desk in the morning. Tomorrow, when you come to work you are to wear the shortest skirt you have and a blouse with the top four buttons undone. You also are not to wear panties or bra, am I understood?"

"Yes sir," Mary whimpered knowing total defeat. With the contract she had signed and the videotape there was nothing she could do but to obey. Mary watched as Mr. Anderson pick up her clothing and stuffed them into his briefcase. 

"You can find your way home in the raw tonight; maybe some bums can warm you up if you get too cold." As Mary headed down the hall to do as she had been instructed she heard Mr. Anderson comment.

"Oh Mary, if you see old man Johnson the custodian; You had better drop your knees and sucked him off fast, his dick is even larger than mine."

To be continued