0 comments/ 30031 views/ 4 favorites Bea's Secret Friend Ch. 01 By: Larzaius Chapter 1 Secrets on the internet Bea always considered herself a lucky woman; she was blessed with both brains and beauty. At 22, she was a perky blonde bombshell; she had a lovely slim figure and fantastic complexion. She also had a pert set of breasts and a pair of legs that had turned more than a few heads at the office. However, Bea had a secret; an embarrassing secret that she knew would alter her life drastically if anyone found out. It wasn't her second job as a bartender, though she did keep that a secret from the PR firm where she worked. Bea was a masochist; she got turned on by the idea of someone taking her and doing what they wanted with her, completely enslaving her and not taking no for an answer. Bea was also a practical woman; an assistant accountant at a well-established PR firm who was on her way up. She never revealed her fetish, as it would more than likely cost her a job as well at the respect of her friends. Still, like my most kinksters, she ended up going to websites that specialized in her type of fantasy. There, she felt safe to openly express her guilty pleasure. It would have been if she hadn't included a picture in her profile. As misfortune would have it, one of her coworkers was also a kinkster; but never revealed that he recognized her instantly. His kink was what she wanted because he was looking for a slave to own, someone he could humiliate and degrade for his own pleasure. He decided that since she was hot and a sub, he would have her as his personal slave. He would first toy with her; he never included a photo, real name or location so he had time to see if she was the real deal or just a poser. He put in a friend request telling her that he found her profile hot and was wondering if she was willing to send him some body pics of her; preferably her tits, ass and pussy. When Bea received the request she grew pensive, but also wet. Body shots were a bit much this early in an online S&M deal. "Too soon," She replied, deciding to send him some but with the sexy parts covered in lingerie, instead. "I like an aggressive streak in a man so I hope you can make do with these." She felt her nipples getting hard. A couple of minutes later she received a reply "Can you tell me what would get you hot?" She grinned, maybe it was the danger, or maybe frustration slowly growing in her but she decided to share. She started typing a small abduction scenario involving bondage and vibrators. As he read the scenario his crotch tingled; she was very explicit in her fantasy. He made sure to get a copy saved in a document format in case this went to court. But now he had another problem; where was he going to take her; his little, shitty bachelor suite? If he was going to keep her for the weekend he was going to need an isolated room if he couldn't get an area; someplace where she couldn't be seen or heard. There was one place, it wasn't his and he knew his friend would want a piece of her fine ass. He typed a reply. "How would you feel about being shared, two cocks using and abusing you?" He was afraid he overstepped his bounds with her. His hand went over his firm 9 inches. "Ok, with it if it helps with the story." She replied. "Oh it will." He then called his friend who made a living off internet porn. He explained the situation and how he wanted not to just have a weekend with her, but how he wanted to track her down and own her. His friend listened, licking his lips. He thought of a plan, but it would require patience. They finally made plans to grab her next weekend. For Bea, it was going to be a weekend she would never forget. The week passed as it usually did for Bea. It was a Friday, going on Saturday in fifteen minutes. Bea walked to the parking lot a sudden chill went up her spine. With all the role-playing she had been doing with Larzaius, it was no surprise. She even felt herself getting a little moist at the idea of being watched. After the fantasies started she even found herself wearing skirts and low cut t-shirts. She had noticed that she was getting looks from the guys and it served to turn her on even more. Tonight she was planning to party, so after work she settled for a black skirt and a neon pink top. She was planning on sending a picture of her in it to Larzaius. She still didn't see anyone but she still felt uneasy like she was being preyed upon. She looked around and even felt a little silly as she looked around and under her car. "Are you all right, miss?" She jumped and screamed. She clutched her chest to see a tall, grungy looking young man wearing a security guard uniform. "Oh you scared me." The guard just looked at her and smiled. "Would you like me to wait here while you get into your car?" Bea wondered if she should take him up on his offer. She started to unlock the door to her car, that's when she happened to glance at the guard's erect cock pushing against his trousers. "Um, wow, thanks but I'm good," Bea was surprised at how anxious she was. Part of her wanted to see more of him. Did she dare? Oh come on, what are you thinking, you have a reputation to think of. Her decision was made for her as a chloroform rag was slipped over her nose and mouth. Bea heard voices; one was a young feminine voice. "Please don't make me do this." The other was the security guard, but colder, harsher. "Do you want your parents to see the video?" "No, please," the voice pleaded. "Then do as you are told," She heard the girl whimper again. She tried to get up and then she became aware she was already standing. Her hands were raised above her head, her wrists were tied together, and her legs were somehow kept apart. She couldn't really tell as a blindfold covered her eyes. But she could tell one horrifying thing, she was naked. She felt something wet and slimy running up and down her left leg going down towards her feet. She then felt her toes surrounded by the warmth of someone's mouth. "Good, stop" The sensation stopped. "Now tell her what you did," "The nympho ran her tongue up and down Master's new toy's leg" the scared female voice said. New toy? Nympho? Hearing these words and choked sobs, Bea realized what was going on. "Get the fuck away from me, you perverts!" "Continue," she heard the guard say. She felt the tongue going up and down her leg again and then she heard a gasp and a moan. "Tell her what I'm doing." "You're licking your nympho's pussy, Master." She moaned. Bea could hear what was going on and her body was starting to betray her. She tried her best not to squirm; she really wished that she hadn't spent all day thinking about this. "Suck her tits and feed her my cock." Bea felt a delicate pair of fingers go over her face as the scared girl started to lick her nipples. She felt a stiff prick brushing against her lips. She kept her mouth closed; refusing to accept the throbbing member at her lips. She also felt a delicate tongue licking her nipples. 'Why is she not sucking, nympho?" "Your new toy doesn't seem to want to." "Take off everything but your hoodie," She heard the guard order his nympho. The tongue on her nipples disappeared but was replaced by a vibrating sensation by her pussy. "You are fingering my pussy while I rub the vibrator up and down her pussy, Master," She groaned. "Can I please get naked for you, Master?" Hearing the girl ask to get naked for him both enraged and aroused her as vibrator buzzing against her clit was removed, along with the sensation. She could still hear the nympho being pleasured though. No I'm not going to let this get to me. "Bea, would you like to join us?" As he asked the question the vibrator was returned to her pussy. "Go to hell!" She hissed, as the vibrator was brushed lightly over her pussy lips. "Now Bea, you know you really don't mean that. Now, that remark is going to cost you your panties when I decide to let you go." If Bea thought the stimulation was driving her insane before what she heard next was worse, for as the vibrator was pushed inside her, she heard the nympho gasp. "Oooh, Master is putting his big cock in me." To make it more difficult, Nympho was still playing with her nipples as Master was fucking her. No, don't think of him as Master she thought to herself. She felt the vibrator going back and forth in her and she suspected that the Nympho was keeping in time with her Master's cock; the two of them were getting fucked at the same time. "This is only the beginning Bea, I promise you will be begging to be my toy by the time I'm through." Bea closed her eyes, as she feared that she was already getting ready to cum. Bea's Secret Friend Ch. 02 Chapter 2 Be Careful What You Wish For The vibrator was removed, preventing her from orgasming. She heard a low choking sound "Put this one on her." Bea didn't understand what was going on until she felt the vibrator violently rammed into her pussy. She screamed and felt something rammed into her mouth. It felt like something the dentist used to keep his patients mouths open. The taste of rubber filled her mouth and at the same time held her jaw open. "Good girl, now keep teasing her but don't let her cum. I'm going to fuck you up the ass for being a good little nympho." She heard a muffled voice, "Yes sir." Bea tried not to moan, but the fact that she had been fantasizing about this happening to her all night had her in a state of arousal. She heard a faint whining and then the vibrator was placed inches away from her pussy. "Does Master's tongue feel good on your pussy?" Bea didn't know what frustrated her more; the fact that she was being teased and raped, or that she wanted to cum but was constantly stopped. Despite the fact she was being raped, she was starting to get jealous of the girl that was helping with it. She heard a gurgled yes come from her. "Squeeze your tits around my cock," She heard the sounds of sex across from her. She twitched, trying to get closer to the vibrator. God help her, she was going crazy and actually wanted to see his cock. Just see it, to appease her curiosity. "Does it feel good when I play with your nipples while they're around my cock," God! Why did he have to be so descriptive, was he trying to drive her crazy? She snorted in disgust, of course that was why he was doing it. She heard a light whining and then felt her jaw freed from the harness. "Do you want something Bea?" The arrogance in his voice stirred her from her lustful haze. "Go to hell!" 'NO! Just tell him what you want!' Her inner voice screamed. "Won't give you the satisfaction." She said, squirming. "Lick her tits, while I get ready to cum." She felt the familiar tongue on her nipples. Bea felt ashamed that a woman could make her hot the way she was now. She could hear the wet sound of the guard stroking his cock, getting ready to cum. "Nympho, get the doublender." She felt the warm tounge leave her nipples. "No wait please.. the.. vibrator" Bea breathed out, hard. "You had your chance and were rude. Maybe a good hard ass fucking is what you need." "No...wait..." "Nympho put one end in your pussy." She felt a powerful set of hands grab her legs and pull them close to her head. "And I want the other end in this tight little ass." "Wait, please I'll do whatever you want just not there, please!" "But that is what I want. I want to watch you get piledrived for ten minutes then maybe you'll learn to be more respectful." She felt the rubber tip being moved back and forth across her asshole by the girl known as Nympho. Suddenly it was shoved into her and Bea honestly thought she was going to die. This was kept up for a while before finally stopping. All that time she could hear Nympho moaning, she could imagine the dildo going in her pussy. The guard finally let her legs down and she felt the vibrator on her pussy again. She felt herself getting wet but didn't want to give her captor the satisfaction of breaking her. It was made harder by the fact that they weren't going to let her cum. They pulled out a pair of buds and started rubbing them against her nipples every couple of seconds then stopping as soon as her breathing got heavier. "Is there something you want to say Bea?" The guard asked. Bea bit her lip, her loins were going crazy. The bastards wouldn't stop teasing her but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction; her tongue clucked against the top of her mouth. Have to hold out but then a scary thought started to fill Bea's head. Was she delaying because she didn't want to give him any satisfaction, or was it possible that it was because she wanted more? She shook her head, refusing to accept the second option. She felt the vibrators intensify the stimulation on her nipples and clitoris while the Nympho's tongue was licking hot cum off her face. "Please." Bea cried. "I.. I can't." She felt a more intense rubbing on her clit than before. "No more please!" They pulled it away. She started twitching uncontrollably now that her darkest fantasy was coming true. However, she had no control. "Alright. you win. I want to cum." She said in shame. "Say please." the guard taunted her. "Please, please let me cum! I.. I can't take it anymore. Please let me cum." "Oh not yet, but soon." "Please, I'll do anything just let me cum!" She didn't hear a response but she did feel a cold damp cloth go over her nose and then she blacked out. She awoke to find herself in a standing position, her blindfold was off and she could see that she was in a cellar or a basement or something. She tried to move but found her legs were chained to the floor and still separated by what she could see was a metal bar harness her arms were bound in ropes and she was hanging from a beam. Her body felt sore and she was still in a lot of pain but she also was shamefully frustrated. "Still want to cum, Bea?" She heard her male captor say from behind her. She felt his strong hands rubbing her ass. No, not just rubbing it but rubbing something on it, then she heard him spit and felt a wet tingling sensation in her ass hole. She started to panic, she had already been raped up the ass once, she didn't want it to happen again. "You might as well relax Bea, this is going to happen." She felt something small and plastic rubbing against her ass hole. "How easy or rough is all dependent on you." "Leave me alone, you bastard!" She screamed, the harness making it all but indistinguishable. The guard inserted a small butt plug into her ass. She felt a tingling by her pussy and saw that a small vibrator was attached just outside her pussy lips. The tingling sensation was enough to stimulate her but not enough to grant her any satisfaction. Just as before the vibrations were set at a random pattern; all Bea knew for certain was they ended to quickly and didn't last long enough to begin with. Her pleas for mercy fell on deaf ears as the plug was pushed deeper into her ass, while the vibrator pressed against her clit. "Let me cum please," She begged through the harness. The vibrator rubbed her tight, little pussy lips, her juices already flowing on the instrument. She felt the plug slowly being pulled out of her ass and vibrator being taken away. Once again, she was left in a frustrated state. He came close again and she expected him to start all over again. Instead she felt his strong hands gently washing her, soaping up her body. She looked and saw that there was a sink close by with a shower nozzle. He washed everything, fondling her only long enough to increase her arousal and then pulling away. He would rub her breasts and squeeze her nipples; his fingers would rub gently against her pussy lips until a soft moan escaped, then he would stop. She could feel his fingers on her, teasing her as he caressed her ass, occasionally rubbing her hole with his thumb. "If you promise to obey my every command, I'll let you cum." "I promise, I'll obey," She said, really meaning it at the moment."I promise." She tried to speak but it was hard to understand her with the harness on. "Please Master!" She begged. Upon hearing her refer to him as Master she finally felt the vibrator shoved in her. It wasn't long until she felt his fingers playing with her nipples. "Feel good, Bea?" "Yes Master," She cooed. "Thank you." She finally let loose a huge orgasm. It was the most intense orgasm she ever remembered having. She allowed herself to pant for a bit while her captor was doing something behind her. Is he going to fuck me now? A small bit of shame creeped into her as she realized a small part was hoping that was the case. After all, if a vibrator could make her cum like that, imagine what the real thing could do. "You've been a good girl Bea, so I'm going to let you go home." She couldn't believe what she was hearing, he kidnapped her, raped her, humiliated her and now he was just going to let her go. 'This is what you wanted Bea, a kidnap fantasy, from the look of all the juices between your legs you enjoyed it enough." She felt a flush in her cheeks and had to admit he was right. "I also have copies of our conversations and video footage of you begging to cum." Bea hung her head, defeated. She had been kidnapped, abused and all she could do was live with it. She felt a cold rag pushed over her face, then all went black. Bea's Secret Friend Ch. 03 Chapter 3 Home sweet home When she opened her eyes, she found herself looking at a ceiling; a familar ceiling, her ceiling. It was all just a dream, she thought, or was it? If it was just a dream then why was she tied up, bare assed and wearing only a slip of negligee? Had it really happened, did he drop her off? Oh no, he knew where she lived and he had a key. A noise from the kitchen caught her attention. He walked in, smiling. "Hello, it's about time you woke up." She looked at him, really looked at him for the first time; he was actually quite attractive when he smiled. "Well, I'll be going now that you're home, safe and sound. Don't worry about the ropes, I've ordered take out, so a delivery person should be along shortly to untie you, maybe." He slowly started to turn. This was his test; he suspected Bea was the type of girl who liked it rough and hard, a fighter. Like most though, she would never admit it. She needed a reason to let herself be controlled; the threat of a stranger seeing her vulnerable was that reason. "What about the video, are you planning on showing it?" She asked as she struggled against the ropes. "I might, but I'll limit it to Fet, don't worry." "How can I not worry when you have the ability to blackmail me?" She said . The guard's cock started to harden, his grin widened. "I only did what you wanted to have done to you anyway. I won't make you my blackmail sex slave." He began to walk out of the room. "Unless you want me to." "What if I did?" He stopped and so did Bea, who was surprised as he was to hear those words coming from her mouth. His slow smile returned as he turned toward her. "I'm sorry, what did you say?" She couldn't deny the rush she was feeling, and the most fantastic orgasm she'd experienced. "If I did become your slave, how often would you be expecting me?" "I never really thought of that." He answered truthfully. "Lets say I would expect you to answer when I call. No back talk and no rescheduling. You're either ready, or a Fetlife actress." Bea listened to his words carefully, rationalizing that there really was nothing keeping him from showing the video anyway, but maybe if she kept him happy... "A..alright, if you promise not to show the video, I'll be ready when you call." As she said the words she could feel a dampness against the sheets. "You will do as I command?" He asked her. She looked at him; defeated but excited, and nodded. He unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. "Prove it. Lick, only lick it, until you are worthy enough to suck it." Bea stuck out her tongue as her new Master propped up the pillows; her head was at length with his cock so she could lick it easier. She ran her tongue all over his tool, covering every inch with saliva, getting it harder and harder. He was groaning his approval when the intercom buzzed. "Ah, that must be the delivery driver." He told her. "I think we should invite him up so you can get your tip." He went into the living room and pushed the button, telling the driver to come up. "My tip, what did you mean my tip?" Bea asked. "His cock, you are going to suck him and anything else I let you do." He then grabbed a vibrator and put it in her already wet pussy. She moaned and gasped and a strange, mixed fear filled her, not so much the idea of two strangers taking advantage of her, but instead the feeling in her breasts and pussy thinking about it. He returned, with him was the delivery guy. He was around twenty one, a cute looking Hispanic boy. "Well slave, do you have something you want to say to the delivery driver?" This was the make or break point, if she asked for help he would have to make a quick dash. He did his best to hide his tension. "Bring your cock to my lips boy, I would like to give you your tip." She replied, finally understanding what her Master meant. The young male approached her nervously, pulling out his cock and resting it against her lips. She started licking the head; rolling her tongue around him, moaning as she took it in her mouth. He sighed as she bobbed her head up and down around his shaft. "Go ahead and touch her. See how wet she is?" With her Master's permission, he reached down and started rubbing her pussy. Bea nearly jumped as the nervous driver touched her; the idea that she was being used as property excited her more than it should have. She felt her Master molesting her breast through her top. "You've been very naughty, I think he should give you a spanking." Bea was surprised that her new Master was untying her. He helped position her on her hands and knees for the eager, young driver. A little too eager, as his first slap stung and left a red welt over her ass. Her Master however, didn't seem to mind so the driver continued. To her further humiliation, she was getting wet, incredibly wet. The reality was even wilder than the fantasies that she read about. The beating suddenly stopped. She felt her hands grabbed and each encircling a cock. She started jerking them off instinctively, feeling both of their cocks throbbing in her hand. Both men groaned as she stroked, and she had no intention of stopping. Her Master looked down at her; pulling her hand off and placing it on her pussy. She rolled onto her back, allowing him to lick her flowing canal; while the delivery guy start licking and sucking her nipples. "Now I'm going to fuck your ass." He whispered. Bea's eyes shot open but she couldn't speak so she nodded and positioned herself. Then to the men's surprise, while she was getting mounted she began to suck off the delivery guy. She found herself in two cock heaven; the humiliation of being used as a way to tip the driver was sending her into a sexual frenzy. It was too much, yet she wanted more. While her Master was expanding her asshole, the delivery guy groaned at his cock on her tongue. She looked up to see him writhing in ecstasy. The pain in her ass was slowly turning into pleasure, which she embraced; she found herself bucking her hips, wanting more as her hand started fondling her breast. She was going crazy with lust as the two men used her for pleasure. "Now, if you want more, you're going to get up and go to the stairwell." It was obvious that the delivery driver didn't share the sentiment however. "Can I fuck her first?" Her Master must have seen the hungry look in her eyes. "Ram it in her hard." The driver smiled and did just that, pushing right through her wet slit. She felt her nether lips envelop his dick; her pussy so wet, that there was no issue with his cock going in whatsoever. She moaned as he rammed into her, watching her new Master stroked his cock in front of her. "You are my slave, say it." He commanded. His cold blue eyes almost had a hypnotic quality. "I..I'm your slave, Master." He smiled, slapping her face gently as the delivery driver rammed into her. "I have to go now but I expect you to finish him off. You'd better get into the habit of checking Fet everyday. When I send specific instructions I want them obeyed." "Yes Master, I swear." She groaned. "I swear, I will do whatever you command." He smiled and decided to test her. "Beg to eat my cum." He was cold and cruel, but his commands just made her wetter. "Can I please eat your cum?" She replied with a bit of a whine. He started stroking faster while she licked her lips for effect. He liked her reaction and the way she shared thrusts with the delivery guy. "Stick out your tongue," he ordered. Bea complied, as she felt her orgasm building in her. She could taste her Master's cock bouncing back and forth against her tongue. She lapped up his cock and started tickling the head with her tongue. The delivery guy moaned. "Fuck, I'm going to blow!" "Pull out." Her Master growled at the delivery guy. "Get on your knees." He ordered as the delivery guy pulled out, getting the Master's message loud and clear. He pushed her off the bed onto her back but she quickly got on her knees and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She felt both cocks slapping her tongue, throbbing, getting ready to give her the reward. She found herself wanting her Master's gratification. "What do you want slut?" He asked. "Your cum, Master." she replied anxiously. "Stick out your tongue." he ordered. She did as commanded, even grabbed them both and started stroking them in her mouth. "Here it cums!" She heard the delivery guy moan, a splash of hot, salty fluid covered her tongue, some missed and ended up on her face. Her Master grabbed her head, violently shoving his cock in her mouth and started fucking her throat even harder than before, making her choke on his cock. He held it in her mouth. "Now slave, I'm going to cum. If you want me to fuck you and make you cum, swallow, otherwise just spit it out all over yourself." She swallowed desperately. She hadn't cum yet and was desperate for release. Her Master smiled. "Good girl, you're becoming a really good slut." He grabbed her and shoved her back on the bed, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet entrance as he pushed his way in. Bea squealed and tried to grind herself against him as much as possible. He responded to her by thrusting inside her hard; slamming his cock into her non stop, over and over again like a wild animal until she finally came. The orgasm was so intense she passed out, when she woke she was alone and naked. What woke Bea was that she had received a message on her phone. "This is our little secret as long as you obey. See you soon." Bea waited for more, but that was it, just 'see you soon'. She debated about calling the cops until she saw an e-mail in her personal box with a video attachment. She hesitated; afraid she already knew what was on the attachment. She opened it to see herself begging to cum, begging a delivery guy to fuck her brains out and cum in her mouth. She sat back down watching the video of herself begging for more humiliation and debasement, finding herself getting so aroused that she started touching herself and wondering when her Master would call on her again. Bea's Secret Friend Ch. 04 Bea's Secret friend Chapter 4 Out of the Blue Bea had a mixed sense of fear and anticipation for his next message, but she didn't receive any. She checked FetLife everyday for a week and didn't receive any messages. She was even more anxious that his silence meant that he was planning something. After a couple more days with no response, she started to wonder if she had done something wrong; realizing how ridiculous that sounded. It was eleven days before she received an e-mail with one simple sentence: "Still thinking of you" with a picture that must have been taken while she was a captive, as she was receiving pleasure from another woman. She blushed and deleted the message. She opened a new e-mail account and started forwarding all her mail there. Two weeks later she came home to find a DVD waiting for her. She cautiously played the DVD, to her horror it was a full recount of everything she did, including begging for more. The image on the camera turned to reveal the guard that took her. "You're mine Bea, and if you don't want your friends and co-workers to see this you will go back to your original mailbox and stay in contact with me. When I send an e-mail I want you to reply with a picture of you exposing your tits. You will never know when or where you'll be, but I will know when you open it and expect an attachment in ten minutes." Bea didn't know what concerned her more, the fact her Master could find her anytime, or that the idea of being at his mercy was making her panties damp. Once again, she found herself waiting. Whoever he was, he was sadistic; he kept teasing her then making her wait. A strange mix of arousal and fear started to invade her soul. What if he already put the video out? She could picture if her coworkers started looking at her differently, like a piece of rape bait. After that video no one would believe she was innocent. She finally got a text letting her know she had mail and she could almost sense it was from him. It was twenty five days since she got his message, it around noon so she was having lunch at the time. As soon as she saw it was from him, she quickly ran to the bathroom and found an empty stall. She hurried to get her shirt and bra off. She slipped her tits out and took a picture, then raised the camera on her phone and did her best to include both her face and her tits in the shot. She looked at the pictures and decided to send them both. She then straightened out her shirt, fixed herself up and went to work. She received a text two hours later that sent a chill down her spine. "Very nice, thanks for waiting. I have a lot more time to play now." When she got home, she found a package waiting for her. Once again an erotic shiver went down her spine, only one other person had a key to her place. She opened it, the contents were even kinkier than she was expecting. A DVD was on its side, next to a small vibrator and vibrating buds for each of her nipples. She looked at the DVD and with shaking hands put it in the player. Her mysterious Master appeared on the screen. 'Hello Bea, I know you've been missing me. I thought I would stop by your office tomorrow around seven forty five pm. I know that some of you are pulling extra hours for your audit and I would love to get my cock back in you. But I have some conditions. At seven forty I want you back at your office, put on the hood and gag and wait for me with your ass and pussy exposed. You will not lock your door." Bea was mortified; her workplace was a cutthroat, dog-eat-dog pit. If she was caught she could kiss her reputation and career goodbye. "If you don't, your boss will receive an interesting video." "No." Bea breathed out loud. The game had taken a dangerous new direction. ****************************** All through her work shift Bea was nervous and distracted. She watched the clock, knowing the fate that was waiting for her. She struggled to focus on her work, not wanting to give the dog pit a chance to tear her apart. She kept up with the paper work while watching as the clock counted down. For the rest of the day Bea was tense, distracted and jumpy. Was she really going to do this? Did she have a choice? She hadn't heard from him all day but every phone call, text and e-mail made her jump out of her skin. She looked at the clock again, half an hour, and then she would have to excuse herself. She started to sweat as she returned to her office that wasn't soundproofed, or even isolated; if she got caught it would finish her career. The shame gear was waiting for her. She gulped as she removed her dress pants and panties. He was going to be there soon and she knew that she had no choice. Her pussy betrayed her as a new flow of wetness washed over her. She put on the shameful mask with the built in gag and waited alone in the dark. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as she tried to prepare for the inevitable. All she needed was one of her coworkers to walk in and her career was over. She sat there with her pussy exposed, when she felt someone sneaking up behind her. "Hello Bea, glad to see you're obeying." She felt his cold hands on her neck "Now you're going to fondle your breasts while I undo this gag which keeps them from hearing you." She whimpered as she felt her nipples getting perkier. "Good, now unbutton your shirt." "But I can't, not here, they'll hear." She whimpered. "They'll see too, if you don't." She heard the stern cruelty in his voice and knew he wouldn't hesitate to expose her. She stood up, removing her shirt to reveal a purple bra. She was then roughly grabbed by the hair and bent over the desk. "Try not to scream." He told her. She could feel him rubbing her pussy; her juices were flowing over his fingers, she then felt them being pushed in her ass. No, not there, not there. Bea thought as she felt her Master lubricating her asshole. She then felt a slow invasion take place behind her. She gritted her teeth trying not to cry out as her ass was filled; it felt like a piston was being shoved in her. The pain forced her to grip her desk as she was fucked in her ass; the humiliation caused tears to form in her eyes and a dirty feeling of arousal crept in the back in her mind. The mask still kept her from seeing, so she had felt the sensation even more than she normally would have. The hardest part was she didn't want to feel pleasure but it was all too much. This was the cruel and humiliating behaviour that caused her body to react with pleasure. He pulled out of her. "I want you to lean against the desk now, pleasuring yourself with one hand and stroking my cock with the other." Bea nodded, deciding to cooperate while he was giving her a chance to rest up. His cock seemed bigger than she remembered. "Stroke it and we can continue elsewhere." Before she could react he had spun her around and laid her on top of the desk. His cock felt rock solid; to her further embarrassment, Bea felt new wetness forming between her legs. She felt his cock hardening and her need for it. She wanted it so bad when suddenly she felt herself pushed against the desk with her legs forced open. She felt the mask being removed and her Master's cock plunged in her pussy. She clenched her teeth as her pussy was pummelled by the huge cock in her. He seemed even more hard and ruthless, if that was even possible. Was it because they were doing it here at her work place? She wondered. It was so quick and intense that Bea almost cried out as he fucked her. She knew that if they didn't find some place new and private she was going to get caught. "Please, can we do this somewhere else, please? I'll do anything you want, Master; I beg you." She felt him stop and pull out to catch his breath. She couldn't move; it had been so intense that she needed a moment. "Meet me in the ladies room on the fourth floor in ten minutes." He said. Bea nodded her agreement and watched as he left. Her relief was short lived as she soon realised her Master took all of her clothes except her long trench coat and shoes. She blushed as she realized what he intended for her to do. Bea quickly caught her breath. She was expected to go through the building surrounded by her co-workers; some of whom would love to would love to have her job, with nothing on but a coat. She walked through the groups of people wearing her trench coat and heels. She nodded to people who smiled at her, politely excusing herself from any small talk. She wasn't sure how long he would wait. Every step to her destination felt like she was running the opposite direction on an escalator. Eventually, she finally arrived only to see the change room was out of order. "No one actually checks to make sure if it's true or not." Her Master told her as she jumped, caught by surprise by him. She felt his strong hands catch her shoulders keeping her from falling. He then pushed her inside the change room. Bea's Secret Friend Ch. 05 Bea' Secret Friend Chapter 5 A Change in Scenery "Now spread your legs and start rubbing your pussy" He ordered her. She nodded and started to strip off her coat. She spread her legs as it hit the floor and began rubbing her clit. "Turn your ass over here and face the wall." She complied with his commands, expecting his hard cock in her ass. "Keep rubbing." She heard him command. The pain struck her so suddenly that she nearly fell to her knees and screamed, before she caught herself. "Get up you still have several lashes coming to you," "But..." "I tell you I want to fuck you, you obey without complaint. Now get up and take your medicine." One look at his eyes and Bea could tell; he wasn't messing around. Bea felt his lash crack against her ass. "Now keep rubbing your clit." He ordered, as another lash struck her. She was embarrassed over how much wetter she was now. She let out a little yelp as the lash struck again. "Are you going to be good from now on, and do as you're told?" "Yes sir." Bea whimpered. "Good now get on your knees; I want to take a couple pictures of you licking cock to post on Fet." Bea looked up at him with a pleading look in her eye, but conceded when he was unchanged. She got down on her knees in front of him and gently grabbed his throbbing cock. She rolled her tongue over the head that had just been in her asshole about two minutes ago. She licked his head and rolled her tongue up and down his shaft. "Look up here," She did, to see him holding a digi cam. Nervous sweat covered Bea's brow 'Was he taking pictures of me the whole time?' She didn't know how many other coworkers were kinksters, or how many might see those photos. "Quit your fidgeting." "I'm sorry sir, I'll try to do better." Bea whimpered. Her Master grabbed her and pushed her into the stall. "Now get that ass in the air." Bea gulped, but did as she was ordered; raising her ass as she bent over a toilet tank. She could feel his cock rubbing against her ass and knew it was only a matter of time before he rammed it into her. As another lash struck her, she winced and whimpered but didn't cry out. Her breathing quickened as her Master rubbed his hand across her ass. It was an intense situation and Bea was getting wetter by the minute. Tears flew from her eyes; she started to fear that he was deliberately trying to make her cry out to get caught. Another lash landed on her exposed ass. She wished he'd fuck her already or just gag her, anything to prevent her from being found out. She kept rubbing her clit. "Now sit on the toilet," She did, despite the sharp ache in her ass. Her heart filled with anticipation, 'he was going to do it, take her right here in the washroom!' Unlike her office there was less risk of getting caught; but it felt literally dirtier, like now she was just a whore. He lifted her leg, pushing his cock inside her pussy. "Yes..." She moaned as he slammed into her, like a beast. He clearly didn't care about getting caught or worry about her approval; he just wanted to fuck her. She could barely brace herself over the intensity of the sex she was receiving. She knew they could be caught at any moment, but she couldn't bring herself to stop; it was the most intense fucking she had ever received. "You're just my little fuck toy, aren't you?" He crooned, slowing his pace. Bea could see what he was up to, but she didn't want it to stop, she knew what would happen to her if she said yes though. It would mean he would own her. She felt like she was ready to cum soon. He gave her a rough thrust and she felt almost slammed through the porcelain. "So good." She moaned, unable to help herself as she bucked her hips. "You want to cum, slut?" "Yes please, don't stop, let me cum." Her back was starting to slide and she felt ready to black out, from the intense pleasure. "Cum then slut, cum all over my cock." He ordered. She moaned as she exploded all over his organ; her body convulsed and spasmed, as her orgasm filled her, turning her muscles to jelly. She felt exhausted as her master pulled away. "Very nice Bea, you've made your Master very happy." She felt a strange mix of pleasure and shame from his words. She could have lost everything she worked for, but she was only a little bit upset about it. "I have to leave for a couple of days but a friend of mine on Fet is anxious to meet you. Now they will let themselves be known to you and you will do as they tell you." "But..." "No buts, they have a copy of the video and will put it up if you don't listen to them and do as you're told." Bea lowered her head; she didn't want to be shared, but she knew when she was defeated. "Now what do you say slave?" "Yes Master a... as you wish." She was scared. 'How many others did he share the video with? How many others was he going to share her with?' She was so absorbed in thought, that she didn't even notice her Master had left. She quickly cleaned herself up as much as she could, finding her clothes left for her in a pile on the floor. It was three days of Fet-watching before her Master sent her a mail. He, himself, was not going to be there; but a friend of his was going to pick her up at an isolated property. Her instructions were nerve-wracking, to say the least. She was to go to an old tent at an abandoned farm, wearing nothing but her coat. When she arrived she was to go into the tent, remove the coat and put on a blindfold; while she waited for her substitute Master. She would have to do whatever they instructed her to do. Bea went to her car wearing only her coat, and drove to the farm. When she arrived she found the tent and cautiously climbed inside. She removed her coat, as instructed; her nipples hardening as she put of the blindfold. She lost track of the time, as she wondered what her substitute Master would be like. The first thing that she noticed was the new smell; a distinct scent of lavender and rose. The next was the soft footfalls of someone walking toward her. She then heard a zipper and a rasping scuffling sound; like someone undressing. After a few minutes, she felt hair drape over her as delicate hands fondled her from behind. A woman, she was being offered to a woman. Bea swallowed hard as she felt the fingers the fingers rubbing into her labia. "Feels good, doesn't it?" A feminine voice whispered along Bea's ear. The whisper sent a chill down her spine, there was something incredibly erotic about the woman's voice. This wasn't the same girl as before; but whoever she was, she had some skills. Bea's hand went instinctively to her breast and she started to fondle herself. She could feel the fingers stimulating her inside. By the time they were pulled out, Bea felt like an erotic type of clay; ready to be molded into anything her Master desired. Her "Mistress" prodded her to her hands and knees; then she felt something being pushed into her ass. She felt a cold wetness being pushed into her again, this time however it was a bit more painful as it was pushed through her ass. Bea wiggled back as she felt it being pushed and moved around in her. A new pleasurable sensation started to form as she felt the soft hands remove her blindfold, as her Mistress moved in front of her. Bea's head swam as the Mistress pulled her face to her pussy. Bea knew she had to obey; she hesitantly stuck her tongue out, and started lapping away at it. Her new Mistress was incredibly skilled with her fingers, and whatever instrument she was using in her ass; Bea licked at her pussy in a show of gratitude. "Would you like more?" The brunette asked her. Her voice was rustic sounding; a Texas accent that promised a lot of unique experiences. "Yes please." Bea replied, she showed her enthusiasm by rubbing one finger against her clit. She normally wasn't into pleasing women; but her Master was expecting it of her, so she would keep an open mind for now. Her new Mistress went back to her nipples; her long tongue licked at them, tickling her as she slowly pulled whatever it was out of her ass. "Lie on your back." She ordered. Bea obeyed and watched as her Mistress placed herself over her, in a sixty nice position. She felt a flush of shame as her juices started to flow. She felt herself getting so close, hardly believing she was getting so wet by this woman. She felt something long and thick pushing into her pussy. She felt herself about to cum. She whined and whimpered as she felt her orgasm building. She suddenly felt her Mistress pull away. "Oh no, we're not done yet."