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Mr. Rhodes

By: emberburns



My name is Sophia, and I work at a beautiful upscale Senior Living Center in a park like setting with both residential and assisted living facilities. I didn't get all the education I needed to become an RN, so I am a CNA and charged with checking vital signs, turning patients that are bedridden, feeding and bathing patients, making their beds and helping them get into a wheelchair or ambulate to the bathroom or back into their beds.

I started working here about four years ago and I was a young, nervous beginner. On my first day I was taken around and introduced to the residents that I would be assigned to by the supervisor of the facility. She took me in to each apartment cottage and introduced me. I was lucky and got to work in the residential side instead of the full care side of the facility. Most of the residents seemed happy to be there and happy to meet me. This helped put me at ease. One of the last people I met was a resident named Spencer Rhodes. As we were walking to his cottage my supervisor started to explain that he was one of the more intimidating of the residents and that I should make sure I didn't let him bully me. Well, this made me very nervous because I have been known to let people like this get the best of me.

"Hello Mr. Rhodes, this is Sophia and she is starting today. She will be assisting you as needed. I hope you will get along." 

"Well hello there Nancy, and a pleasure to meet you Sophia." He looked me up and down slowly, with his eyes resting on my chest. "It will be a pleasure working with you, I am sure." His ice blue eyes lifted and bore into mine.

My pulse raced a bit and I felt my face flushing as I stammered, "I hope so Mr. Rhodes."

My supervisor, Nancy, gave him a steady authoritative gaze and took me by the arm and walked me out. "Listen don't let him give you any trouble. He can be a bit of a bully, but don't let him take advantage of you. You do think you can handle him, don't you?" 

"Yes.... I'm sure I can." I said nervously. I didn't want her to think I couldn't do my job. I needed this job badly and even though the money wasn't great it was better than most assisted living places and this place was so beautiful with its 40 acres of forested mountain setting.

"Good, I can see that you have some determination. You will need that and a great sense of humor for this job. Bring both everyday and I am sure you will be fine here. You will be working evening shifts for a while until you achieve seniority. Most of our residents will need help with getting to the dining room and cleaning up for bed. Each resident will have different needs and you will have to attend to them as if they were your own grandparent. You will need to get vital signs on those that might have a medical condition that we are watching. We do try to let the residents be as independent as possible without putting them at risk. Some are a little feisty, but mostly they are real good people."

She went on, "This is a very high end facility, and everyone here expects to be waited on. They have paid dearly to be here and they have high expectations. Do your best and please report any non-emergent medical problems to Jerri, she is the Registered Nurse you will be reporting to. She is off today but she will check in with you tomorrow and make sure you understand the policies and procedures and how she likes things done. Right now you need to come with me and read the employees handbook and sign the back showing that you have read and agree to comply. Later you will shadow with one of our longtime CNA's so that you can get a feel for how we do things here." 

We walked down to the main office and I sat down and read the lengthy employee handbook and signed it. I was ready to get to work. Nancy took me to meet Jason the CNA that I was to shadow. I followed him around for four hours and met many of the residents that I would be caring for. The needs for each resident were vastly different and Jason gave me the lowdown on each one with musings or warnings about each one. When we got to Mr. Rhodes apartment, Jason told me that he had been a CEO at a large corporation specializing in computers. He also told me that although Spencer Rhodes could be a tough guy he was also very generous to those that showed some spirit and intelligence. "The last two nurses ended up liking him well enough." He said with a sideways glance. "They seemed to bond with him after a little time. " 

"What happened to the last CNA, the one I replaced?" I asked feeling a little nosey. 

Jason looked at me with a smirk and gave me the once over. "It was funny, she just gave notice and left without much of an explanation at all. The rumors were that she had come into a great deal of money and just didn't need to work here anymore. I don't know if that is true. If it is then she never said anything about it to me and I worked with her on the same shift that you will be working. I asked her what she was going off to do now, but she mostly changed the subject and wouldn't go into it." Jason went on, "You know what is really weird about the whole thing is that the girl that had this job before her left after the same amount of time here and moved to some posh neighborhood nearby. I think she ended up marrying the son of one of these old bastards we take care of, named Mr. McMillan. His son met her here and I guess he almost never left after that. She started disappearing for long times in McMillan's room and she was about to get fired because of that, when she announced she was getting married. Mr. McMillan has always been real close to his son and they still come by and stay the night with him sometimes. On those nights he doesn't need a CNA to help him, so we rarely see them. The only reason we know that they are here is because people say that they stay up real late making quite a bit of noise and the old man looks like shit when they leave. Well anyway, maybe you will end up with some serious money after you been here for two years. That is how long it took the other two if the rumors are true."

We came up to one of the larger cottages and knocked on the door. Jason opened the door when he heard Mr. Rhodes call to come on in. We moved over to him and he smiled up ruefully at Jason and then said softly, "Showing the new girl around Jason? Maybe you could help me out here; I need to get to the bathroom right now." 

Jason smiled and looked at me, "He is still recovering from a nasty fall. He didn't break anything but is very badly bruised, and needs some help with getting around." He went behind Mr. Rhodes and clasped his hands under his arms and around his chest lifting him gently to a stand. "Can you help me get him to the bathroom? He can walk but he needs a little help."

"Don't talk about me as if I wasn't here, Jason!" Mr. Rhodes snapped.

I walked over to his side and put my arm around him, leaning his weight on me while Jason moved to his other side. 

We walked slowly to the bathroom. Mr. Rhodes was 78, about 6'5" and on the thin side. He was very polite and grateful as we helped him stand up while he unzipped his trousers and took out his penis to urinate. I tried to look away, but when I saw his penis I was shocked to see how large around his member was. It was the size of a beer can around and he stroked it a little as he pulled it out. I looked away quickly but I know he saw the expression on my face. I blushed deeply as he finished and put his penis back into his pants and zipped up. We helped him get back to his chair took his vitals and then Jason helped him into his pajamas and we walked him to the nearest bedroom down the hall. I pulled back his sheets and Jason helped him onto the bed and then we left to finish our rounds.

Jason looked at me and said quietly, "You are working nights from now on aren't you?" I nodded and he continued, "Most of the residents like their baths in the morning but some including Mr. Rhodes likes his before bed. Usually he does his own bathing, but he needs a little help until he has fully recovered."

"No problem." I said looking puzzled at Jason. "Is there something you aren't telling me? 

"No, I just saw how he was looking at you. He has a thing for some of the young pretty women that work here and it seems some of the pretty young women here have a thing for him. Just be careful you don't get into trouble. We are not allowed to fraternize with the residents here."

I flushed deeply and looked directly at Jason, "I am a professional, and don't you worry about me." I felt angry that he would question my abilities or my ethics. Not to mention that Mr. Rhodes was old enough to be my grandfather!!

My first week went by quickly, and I was learning about the residents in my care and they seemed happy with my work. I had managed to steer clear of Mr. Rhodes that week because his daughter had come and gotten him for a visit. He seemed to have recovered a lot when he returned. His ability to walk had improved enough that he was able to use a walker without assistance.

I was toward the end of my rounds when I walked over to Mr. Rhodes' apartment to help him with his bath and get ready for bed. When I knocked on the door I heard him ask me to come on in. I opened the door and walked into the chilly room. "Wow, it is cold in here, did you want me to turn down the air a bit?"

"No, I like it a bit cold. I get hot easily and I get very crabby when I am hot."

"Ok then, I will try to remember that." I said with a grin at him.

He grinned back at me and I walked over to take his blood pressure, temperature and pulse. As I leaned over him to get the band to wrap around his arm, he started to ask me about myself. "Are you married?"

"No. I live alone." 

"So does that mean you haven't been fucked in a while?"

I looked at him with my mouth agape. I froze and started to sputter, "Excuse me?"

He looked into my eyes and repeated clearly, "I said does that mean that your pussy hasn't been fucked in a while?"

My pulse quickened, I hadn't been spoken to like this before and I didn't know what to say. It was repulsive and a turn-on at the same time. He was as old as my grandfather. I just stared at him and started to back away from him to gather my thoughts and think of something funny to say but he reached up and scratched over my protruding nipple with his yellowing fingernail. It was cold in his room so my nipples were very erect and pushing against through my thin bra and my scrub shirt. I jumped back but not before he pinched it hard.

"Ouch. What are you doing? I'm here to help you." I said stupidly. I was so flustered I couldn't seem to think clearly. I was at a loss. This man was really forceful and a little scary. He was my responsibility. It was my fucking first week. I didn't know the ropes yet, I couldn't run to anyone I knew, I knew no one. I would be telling a brand new boss that I was being sexually harassed in my first week?? She probably would not believe me and would most likely fire me. He had been a resident for some time now, so who were they going to believe. This was all racing in my mind.

"Have you ever had anyone suckle your breasts and finger your pussy at the same time?" He said with a evil grin on his face. He loved making me feel uncomfortable and he was also having the unexpected effect of turning me on. "I saw how you looked at my cock you little slut. You liked it a lot didn't you? He said this more as a statement of fact than a question. "Maybe you would like to have it stuffed into you. Do you think you could handle it? "

His hand reached down between his legs and squeezed the monster I knew was in there.

"I think that I need to go now." I stammered. "You seem to be able to get yourself into bed now."

"Um actually, I need help getting up from this damn chair and I would like you to help me with my bath and getting me into my pajamas. It is still hard doing some things." He said looking directly into my eyes with a soft smile.

"I will help you, but you have to stop talking to me like that, or I will leave and have another CNA help you." 

"Is that what you want? You want Nancy and Jerri to think you can't handle the job? I wouldn't want that. I think you are real cute. I think we could be good friends if you will let me." He leered at me with steady ice blue eyes. "They do not like whiners dear and I am sure I can keep your pussy real happy. It seems like such an easy choice."

Flushing deeply, I flashed on his unbelievable cock. I looked at him with disbelief and I felt a chill go down my neck. What was this guy about?

"Look, I can see that I am scaring you, but I want you to know that I am not so bad." He smiled sweetly, "I think you're a very beautiful girl. I'll bet your pussy has never had the kind of attention I would give it. I will torture you with orgasms; there is nothing I like better than to make a girl scream. I will make you shiver every time you walk, your pussy will be so wet all the time that you will fuck anything and everything. Wouldn't that be a nice little perk for this job? Oh, and you would have some financial stability if you make the right choice."

"So you think that I will be your whore? You know money isn't everything. I cannot believe that you think that I would...." I turned to leave, "Goodnight Mr. Rhodes."

"Wait. I know that I am an old man, but I have still got a sharp mind. I can and will make your life hell here. I will make sure that you get fired. I think the choice is clear, you can work here and do what I ask or eventually I will get you fired and you will have to go work at one of those institutional places that is not nearly as nice as this one. You would also have the added bonus of extra cash by staying here and doing as I ask." I turned and looked at him with outrage and indignation, but he continued in a low purr, "I can see that you are a woman that needs to be fucked and toyed with. I can see that you have a real need to be told what is good for you. I can see it in your eyes. Come on Sophia, you know I am right."

I stared at him and said with a tremble in my voice, "I need this job badly. I have a lot of expenses from school and I am two months behind on my rent. If I don't have this job, I will lose my apartment and would have nowhere to go. Please don't do this. I have to have this job." My heart was racing. I was terrified. I could feel my body tense with fear and more than a little guilt. I was afraid he was right about me.

He smiled and took my hand pulling me closer to his recliner. He reached up and caressed my arm. "I will make sure that you don't lose your apartment and I will also make sure you don't have to worry about money ever again. Let me take care of you like I know you need." hand brushed my nipple again. This time I just stood there and let him, I was afraid of him but also drawn to him. I was really turned on and ashamed at the same time. I had chills from his forceful, nasty demeanor. I was so torn; I froze next to him as he started to rub my breasts. 

"Good girl. Now that we have that settled, I want you to help me get into my bath." He acted like it was decided. I couldn't think. Everything was racing around in my head. I became sort of mechanical. I put his chair in the upright position as my thinking about what I was getting myself into. I leaned over to help lift him up out of the chair. As he stood upright he slid his hand under my breast and lifted slightly. He towered over me and he took his other hand and pulled the neck of my scrubs out from my chest and peered down the front. I had rather large breasts, but being only 23 they were still high and firm. I turned my head away from him and I thought I might faint. His long fingers reached up into my shirt and feathered over the tops of my breasts. My bra was low cut and my nipples pushed out on the lace. His fingernail grazed the large, pink areola making my nipple rise instantly. I jumped a little from the stimulation. Pulling his hand out he looked into my eyes and then bent to kiss my forehead like an obedient daughter.

"I will start getting undressed while you run the water for me." He turned dismissively, and I walked numbly toward the large bathroom. I leaned over to turn on the water, making sure that the temperature was good and a tear ran down my nose. I wiped at it angrily and stood up to find him with his shirt off but he still needed help with his pants. What was happening to me? Why didn't I get out of there and find someone else for Mr. Rhodes? He stood there looking at my obvious torment and motioned for me to help him. I walked over and unbuttoned his pants and then unzipped them. Lowering them to the floor I had him sit down on the edge of the bed so that I could take his slippers and pants off his feet. He still had on his white underwear. I looked at him with some apprehension and he chuckled softly. "Go ahead Sophia, take them off too." I helped him back to his feet and I pulled them away from his body and then tugged downward so his huge cock didn't get caught in them as I took them off. I gasped as it fell into view. I had forgotten the full girth of his member. He sat down as I knelt to take them pull them carefully over his feet. I could feel its heat as it bobbed slightly erect before my eyes. My god I was turned on by this man and his enormous cock, but I was more drawn to his power, his presence was overpowering. 

"Stay there Sophia." He said quietly and he grasped his flaccid cock and started to rub it on my face. He took the tip and moved it over my nose and my cheek. He placed it to my lips and rubbed it over them. I parted them slightly and saw him smile as he moved it to my cheek. "I like long hair." He said as he took my hair out of its ponytail and wrapped it around his cock making himself rigid. Letting go, he looked at me and motioned for me to stand. We walked slowly to the bathroom and he spoke to me in a low intimate voice. "Sophia, I want you to find a way to like me eventually, but for now I will be content with your begrudging compliance. Take off your uniform, but you can leave on your underwear."

I looked at him in disbelief and as my eyes filled with tears I saw that he was not kidding. I slowly lifted my shirt over my head. My bra was a white lace bra that was demi-cut and had scalloped lace edged over the nipples. I held my shirt in front of my breasts and bent to take off my shoes and socks and then pull off my scrub pants. The panties that matched the bra were very skimpy and just had a small triangle of lace over the front with the material always bunched up in my crotch. He chuckled as I tried to shield myself from his gaze. His hand ran over my ass with fingers grazing the edges of my panties. I turned toward him and he took my bundle of clothing from my hand and tossed them into the next room.

"My God, you have perfect breasts. I love your puffy nipples. I could nurse on those all day long." He leaned over and licked over the top of my exposed breasts, his tongue grazed my nipple and I found myself arching to meet his mouth. He pulled away and looked into my eyes and said "Pull the panties over and let me see what you have there for me." He moved to the tub and I helped him step in and turn to settle down into the tub of warm water. He looked up at me and motioned for me to sit on the edge of the tub. He placed one of my bare feet in the tub with him so that I was straddling the tub and made me sit down on the edge. As a single tear ran off the tip of my nose I tugged my panties over and showed him my pussy. I had all my life been very ashamed to have a rather large clitoris. It hung out of the hood and was peeking out of my thatch of brown hair; it was quite engorged despite my humiliation. 

He took in a deep breath and slowly let it out as he motioned for me to move closer to him. As he sat in the bath he reached down and grasped his cock in his hand and started to stroke it slowly. He stared at my opening and whispered, "Spread your pussy open for me."


Mr. Rhodes



My first time? I'm a nerd and a "good girl" so would you believe that my first time was at my high school? This is kinda my only badass story in my entire life so I've done my best to commit it to memory. Plus, this is really the best memory I have from high school. I had a rough time because I was quiet, really nerdy and into my classes. Here I was, eighteen and ready to leave, but somehow even the sophomores made me feel like less than nothing. I wasn't one of the hot blondes that roved around the school in skintight jeans, low-cut sweaters and golden spray tans. I was pale, pasty even, with dark hair and no boys ever asked me out. When it was time to form groups in class, I was always left out. I'd walk into the girls' bathroom and the group crowded around the sink would get very quiet. Twice my locker was broken into and stuff was taken. I had some classmates that were friendly with me, but for the most part I wandered around the crowded halls alone.

And those halls, they were so crowded. My school was one thousand people past capacity and old. It was hell to get from one class to another and the five minutes between periods was never enough. And in September and June, with no air conditioning the hallways were unbearable. The day that it happened was a scorcher. I was a senior with just a few weeks to go before graduation and because of the heat, I was less dressed than normal. I was wearing my favorite skirt, bright yellow and a little short with a navy button down blouse. Sitting through first period wasn't too bad but by the time I broke through the crush of people and landed in second period I was hot and sweaty. 

Second period was Computer Science, my best class and also my fav in part because of Mr. Rhodes. Mr. Rhodes was a new teacher and because he was young, he was very in the know about technology. He was also really hot. It was amazing how many girls transferred into the class once word got around about Mr. Rhodes. But the thing I liked best about him was his sense of humor. He'd crack a wry comment that would go over most people's heads but I loved listening to him talk in class. Every so often we'd work one on one and I'd feel the connection that I never got from my classmates.

Anyhow, I was dying of heat and sweaty. I sat down at my computer and got to work on the final independent project. I pulled a water bottle out of my bag and took a long swig trying to cool myself down. Mr. Rhodes sat down next to me and started talking to the person two seats down. Definitely made it hard to cool down. I took a longer sip and when I pulled the bottle away, I could feel eyes on me. I turned to look and caught Mr. Rhodes staring but he quickly looked away. I knew water was against the rules at a computer so I put the water away and got back to work figuring that Mr. Rhodes letting that go without a word was just another thing that made him a cool teacher. Mr. Rhodes eventually turned to me to review my project. He leaned in close a few times to show me something on the computer and I did my best not to notice the masculine scent that was coming off him. I guess the heat and the sweat was getting to Mr. Rhodes too, but the way he smelled made me a little woozy in a good way. 

When the bell rang, I grabbed my books and purse and bolted out the door. My next class was all the way on the other side of the school. The crowd in the hall was massive and slow since half the school was heading on their lunch break. Kids kept stopping in the hall to talk with friends, cutting me off and generally making it hard to get to the next classroom. I stopped short when a group of freshmen stopped in front of me to chat. Suddenly, I felt someone bump into me from behind. Technically, I felt something bump up against my ass and while I didn't date and was a virgin, I knew what that thing was. A hand landed on my hip for just a second and I started to turn around to see what hormone fueled freshman was getting grope-y, but before I caught sight of the boy in question, I smelled him and it wasn't a freshman. Every so often I'd see Mr. Rhodes heading in the same direction with me, but we'd never literally run into each other before and this was unexpected though not unpleasant. 

For a minute we were surrounded on all sides, unable to move, pressed up against each other. He was hard as a rock and his hand moved back to my hip and pulled me towards him. I ground up against him and was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and the hand on my hip squeezing me tightly. I could feel his hot breath against my neck and sweat rolling down my back. I was so turned on that I didn't even notice when the crowd parted in front of me. He pushed me forward a little and I kept walking. I could feel his erection rubbing up against my ass every time a crowd would slow us down or get in our way. When we reached the atrium where most of the students hung out during their lunch, he put his hands on my shoulders and guided me through the crowd and into an small teacher's lounge. I was hot and my ears were pounding. I did hear a door lock and as much as I wanted to turn and look at him, I worried that if I did, this would all stop. 

He pressed himself against my backside and I leaned back against him. He kissed my neck gently and I felt a moan slip through my lips. I moved my hips against him, trying to tease him. His hand slid slowly from my hip and up to my breast. He pinched my nipple, already hard from his kisses and the hallway encounter. His hand then slid lower, down past my stomach. He massaged me through my skirt and my knees grew weak. I reached a hand behind me and found his thigh to steady myself. The lounge had a few desks against the walls and a larger conference table in the middle of the room. His hands moved back to my hips and he pushed me as he had in the hall towards the conference table. I put my hands flat on the table to brace myself and I arched my back, pressing my ass hard against him. I was so hot and I needed more from him even if I didn't really know exactly what I needed. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes to prepare myself and then turned around to look Mr. Rhodes in the eye. 

The moment he looked at me, I could feel him pull away from me. It was like seeing reality set in as his face filled with panic. I didn't want it to stop. He was so handsome and no one had ever shown any interest in me, let alone the out of control interest that I felt against my back when we were in the hallway. I bit my lip and gently nodded at him. I couldn't tell what he was thinking exactly, but I slowly dropped to my knees and reached out to unbuckle his belt. My eyes were trained on his face and I still couldn't figure out if he'd let me keep going or make me stop, but when I unzipped his pants, his put his hand on the side of my head and tangled it in my dark hair. I pulled his hard cock out of his pants and kissed the tip. He hissed, closed his eyes and leaned his head back. I opened my mouth wide and slid his cock into my mouth. 

Like I said, it was my first time, but before this, I'd hooked up with a guy on a summer job. This was about as far as we ever got so it wasn't totally unfamiliar territory, but I wanted to badly to do this well. Every groan from him only turned me on more and by the time he pulled my head back from his cock I was so wet I could feel it dripping down my thighs. He guided me up and propped me up against the edge of the table. He moved in closely and I parted my legs so he could stand between them. I kissed him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He reached up my skirt and I could feel him hook his fingers on the sides of my underwear. I lifted my hips so he could pull them off. One of his hands moved back under my skirt and into my wet folds. I closed my eyes and moaned as he probed my wet flesh. He slid his long finger inside of me and for the first time since we'd talked in class spoke.

"God, you're so tight."

His thumb brushed against my clit and I collapsed against him and my breath quickened. Each ministration from him caused a mewling gasp to fall from me. I reached down and put my hand on his forearm and pulled him from me. I unbuttoned my blouse and slid it off my shoulder. He kissed my chest and then sucked on my nipple through my bra. I grabbed his hips and pulled him flush with my body, his cock rubbing up against my wetness. I wriggled my hips to entice him but he took a step away.

"Please," I moaned, my voice deep with lust. "I want this." 

He looked into my eyes, his hands holding my head firmly. He kissed me and guided me down onto the table. Suddenly it was all very real. I was in a hot stuffy room, half-naked with my teacher on top of me about to deflower me. Before I had a chance to stop him, he slid into me slowly. It didn't really hurt, not much anyway, and I didn't want him to feel guilty. He stayed where he was, letting me adjust, until I finally felt him move slowly. I felt full but could tell from the look on his face that he was struggling to keep his steady pace.

"Touch yourself." It was a command and almost entranced I moved a hand to my clit and began to rub. My eyes fluttered close and as he began to speed up and I moved my hips against him. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, deeper. I moaned loudly, or really load enough to get him nervous. His hand covered my mouth, not firmly, but there reminding me of just how dangerous our situation was. I was still rubbing my clit furiously and could feel the pressure building within me. His hand slid off of my mouth and onto the table next to my head giving him leverage. His gentle strokes turned harder and faster and I threw my head back. All at once I could feel myself coming totally undone. My legs tightened, my walls contracted and I bit down on my lip to contain my moans. 

When I opened my eyes, I looked down and watched him slide out of me. He was still hard and he wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking it. I'd never seen a man touch himself before. He sped up and then an animalistic groan escaped him. He came all over my exposed stomach. I sat up and watched him do up his pants. I wiped myself down and began to do up my blouse. 

I was watching him closely, unsure of what I should say, if I should say anything at all. Finally I had to speak. "Is my underwear over there?" He bent over, picked up my panties and handed them to me. I couldn't figure out a dignified way to put them back on, so I shoved them in my purse. I pulled out a mirror to try to make myself look like someone who hadn't just had sex at school and brushed through my hair with my fingers. 

"This was a mistake, wasn't it?" I didn't want him to say yes. And he didn't. He moved back towards me and kissed me.

"God, your lips are so red. I've wanted to kiss you for months."

I kissed him again and I was the one who pulled back. He whimpered a little. I broke into a huge grin. Boys at school didn't think much of my looks, but here was this man who found me so attractive that lost control and risked his job to be with me. 

"I should leave first." I stood up and unlocked the door. Before I left, I turned around to look at him again. He was watching me, smiling. "You know, I graduate in less than a month." He nodded at me and I slid out of the room.



Mr. Rhodes Doubles Down



The next day I arrived at the center hoping that my guilt was not visible on my face or worse that Mr. Rhodes had told everyone what a slut I had been the night before. I was shocked to find that I was also excited to see him again today. I knew he was old enough to be my grandfather. He was 72 years old and I got a little turned on knowing that I was under his control, but I was also terrified of being found out and fired. He was so powerful and he knew it.

My shift came right around dinnertime and one of my duties was to help my residents get to the dining room and to make sure they had all their dietary needs met for each meal. Then I had to help feed anyone that could not feed themselves for any number of reasons. I would then clean them up and help them back to their rooms and get them ready for bed. 

This may seem like a lot of work, but since there was a two hour time period when they could get their meals it was staggered pretty well for me and because this was such a high brow place there was a high ratio of CNA's per resident. I noticed when I finished helping the last person from the dining room that there was a few older gentlemen in the adjoining game room playing cards. I saw that one of them was Mr. Spencer Rhodes. My breath caught in my throat and he looked up and caught me looking at him. His eyes locked with mine then he abruptly turned back to his friends and I heard a large burst of laughter coming from the table. I felt my skin grow hot and red, I had a hard time catching my breath afterward, I was sure he had said something about me to his friends.

When I went to his room that night to see if he needed my help with anything, I felt the burning shame rise again as I knocked on his door. He yelled for me to come in and I opened the door afraid he might have his friends with him, but he was mercifully alone. 

"Mr. Rhodes, do you need any help tonight?" I asked in an unusually high pitched voice. He looked into my eyes and motioned for me to come over to him. He was sitting in his recliner again listening to the opera La Traviata. He patted the arm of the chair as I approached indicating that I should sit down there. 

"How's your pussy Sophia? Does it need to be stroked again?" 

"Look Mr. Rhodes, you may think that I am a whore, but I have never done anything like that before in my life. I thought a lot about quitting today, but as I have said I need this job."

"Oh Sophia, I think you are such a lovely girl with many charms and you will forgive me but I do like making you blush and squirm. But you won't quit now. I can see very clearly that you need someone to take care of you and your hot little pussy. You won't quit because you need this job, but mostly it because you found something out about yourself Sophia. You found out something you never recognized in yourself before. You may have been a little frightened yesterday, but you loved it. You love being used by someone secure in their own power. I am an old man and I can see you seem to need being used. Luckily for you I know just how to keep you happy. Now, I want you completely naked, so go lock the door as you would when I am to be bathed. Then stand in front of me and take off your clothes." He laid his head back and continued listening to the opera. 

I rose slowly and went to his front door and locked it. I returned to stand directly in front of him. He motioned for me to begin. My heart beat rapidly and seemed to fill my throat as I took my scrubs off and folded them neatly this time and placed them on the coffee table. He lifted his head and smiled as I stood in front of him in my baby blue underwear. The bra unsnapped in front and I reached up and released my C cup breasts from the tight confines of the silky material and tossed it into the pile. I stood there for a second before I hooked my thumbs into the sides of my panties. I brought the panties down to my ankles and stepped out of them, placing them beside my bra on the table. He left me standing there while he looked me over slowly, his eyes resting on my full breasts. 

"I want you to lift your moon-shaped breasts for me and pull on those puffy nipples. Play with your breasts for me Sophia."

I locked my eyes onto his and placed my cold hands under my breasts, lifting them and bringing my fingers up to play over the nipples lightly. He was entranced watching me knead my breasts and pinch my nipples, pulling them away from my body. I stared into his eyes and became very aroused as I played with myself. I lifted my breasts with both hands and held them out toward him. I felt naughty and sexy. I liked this, he was right.

He motioned for me to straddle him on the chair. Placing my legs over the arms, I was able to straddle him without placing much weight on him. My legs were spread wide and I could feel the material of his clothing brushing my ass as it rose and fell with his breathing. He placed his bony hands on my breasts and pulled them up toward his mouth. I had to arch my back to help him gain access to them. He bit one of my nipples hard and pulled it away from my body with his teeth. Then he placed his flattened tongue under the areola and brought his mouth over the entire nipple. He started sucking and nursing like a baby on my breast, his other hand gripping my other breast hard. Then he pushed them together and nuzzled his face between them licking and sucking the nipples as though he could not get enough. I was writhing on his chair, my ass lifting up and down as he suckled. I had never had so much pleasure from my breasts before. I watched him as he played his tongue over the tips, flicking them lightly with his pointed tongue. He stopped to blow gently on them and watched with a smile as I threw my head back and arched my back further into him. Nursing again on one and then the other, he let them go and looked deep into my eyes as he opened my pubic lips with two hands. He looked down at my huge clitoris and said in a low voice, "It seems we have something in common, you and I." 

I blushed deeply and he just laughed. He lifted the already engorged pearl and gazed at it while he pulled the hood back as far as it would go. I gasped as he flicked it with a fingernail lightly. He took it between his forefinger and thumb and started stroking it up and down. His other hand snaked under my ass and lifted it as high as he could. Gripping one cheek in his hand he proceeded to jerk me off. His strokes getting quicker and quicker until I bucked on his chair crying out as the orgasm overcame me. But as I started to push his hand away he stuffed two of his long fingers into me and started to pump them roughly in and out of me. He added a third finger as he moved his other hand to open my vaginal lips further apart while he pounded me with three fingers. I was going crazy, my ass rose and fell in rhythm while he fucked me with his fingers. He pushed in and out of me raking his fingers along the walls of my pussy. My body was soaked in sweat as I arched up and felt a huge wave of pleasure overtake me. I cried out and felt my pussy convulsing on his fingers over and over again. He let me finish quivering and then he slowly pulled his fingers out and rubbed them over my breasts. He rubbed my juices into my nipples. I could smell the distinct smell of my own cum everywhere. I looked into Spencer Rhodes' ice blue eyes and smiled softly. He smiled back into my eyes and pinched my clitoris again playfully. I moved off the chair and had a hard time getting the feeling back in my legs. Then I surprised myself and sat down on one arm of his chair and touched his face lightly, stroking his wrinkled cheek and looking into his eyes. I leaned in and placed my lips on his, letting my tongue flick over his lips as he opened his mouth to deepen the kiss.

His mouth opened hungrily as I sucked his lower lip softly. I thought his mouth was so lovely, I could have kissed him all night long. My mouth hungry for him gently tugged on his tongue with my teeth. I slid into his lap fully and we kissed until he pulled away and sheepishly told me that I was killing his legs. I jumped up and apologized. 

I looked around the room and put everything back in order and got dressed again before I moved to the door to leave. Suddenly I noticed that there was a red light blinking in the corner of the room by the bookcase. I walked over and saw that it was a camera and it was still recording. My body froze in fear. He had been taping us!! I whirled on him suddenly and felt a rush of adrenaline making me tremble with rage, confusion and hatred. I was so angry!! What was he going to do with that? He could blackmail me or just humiliate me by showing it to other people. What the fuck? I paced the floor trying to think straight. I had been compliant and had actually started to like him. I liked being touched by him, and I had began to trust him! 

"You are angry little Sophia??" I heard from the recliner, "Well, tomorrow is another day. Go to work now and come back soon, ya hear? I will sleep in my recliner tonight." He said softly in a fake southern drawl.

I turned back to look at him, "What the fuck Spencer??? Why are you taping us?"

"As I said before, come back tomorrow and I will talk with you, until then goodnight sweet, fuckable Sophia."

I looked at him and said, "Then I will just take this with me then," as I strode toward the camera. 

"You can take that dear; I still have yesterday's show. I am rich and I like my electronics dear. As I said we will speak...in the morning." He turned over and turned out his reading lamp.

I stood there for a minute with my mind racing in the dark room before I turned and walked out. I was terrified. I could not trust this man at all. He was going to get me fired and then what would I do? I had already applied to every assisted living place in the area and they were all holes compared to this one. They would also never hire me after I had worked here for a few days. They would want to know why I had left so soon. What was I supposed to tell them? 

The next morning was hell. All I could think about was going back into work, being forced to talk to Spencer Rhodes. What the hell was going to happen? I had a big knot in my stomach and when I finally had to get ready for the 6:00 pm shift I thought briefly about calling in sick. It was only my second week and I just as quickly dismissed the idea. 

I got to work and everything was so normal. I felt like the sky was falling in around me and yet everyone else was just the same. I started to calm down a little bit while I went through my rounds and took care of the other residents in my charge. I started a load of clothes washing for Mrs. Whitman and helped her get to the dining room for an early dinner. Then I walked to my next resident, Mr. Gamble, and helped him get into his wheelchair for a nice walk in the gardens before taking him to join Mrs. Whitman. I was in the kitchen talking to the food servers about Mr. Gamble's need for a sugar free meal when I spotted Mr. Rhodes walk in with Jason and the same three men he been playing cards with earlier that week. My heart stopped in chest as they seated themselves around one of the center tables. I finished with the kitchen staff and moved through the door reluctantly. I wished I could have disappeared like a puff of smoke so I wouldn't have been noticed. Jason left to help another resident but not before he looked in my direction with a nod of greeting. I nodded back and then I heard Mr. Rhodes speaking.

"There is my little Sophia gentlemen," said Mr. Rhodes in his deep voice as I emerged from the kitchen. He motioned me over to the table and I walked over with my face getting redder with each step. 

They all looked at me as I approached and most of them looked as though they were going to eat me alive through their solicitous smiles. I walked over and stood next to Mr. Rhodes and he spoke in a low voice, "I will want help getting into my bath this evening. My bruising is still making it difficult to climb into the bathtub safely. I will need help in about 20 minutes. Will that suit? Good." He turned away from me, dismissing me. 

I turned on my heel, while the other men devoured me with their eyes, and walked away swearing under my breath. After 15 minutes had passed I was going out my mind wondering what he was going to do next. I was torturing myself and just wanted to just get it over with. I was sick with worry and I thought I was ready to face him. I knocked firmly on the door and walked in find Mr. Rhodes waiting for me too. His face was flushed and he was almost giddy. 

"Hello dear."

"Hello," I said sulkily. I looked around and did not see the camera. It was not where it had been the previous night. I was still upset and nervous about the whole episode and wondered what Mr. Rhodes could possibly have in mind. 

"I realize that you must have a lot of questions and concerns dear." He said with a little smile on his face.

"Yes, I do. You seem to be enjoying this a great deal you big shit." I said with vehemence. 

"Oh I do. You are so right about that. Well, why don't you sit down and I will explain the facts to you Sophia and you can decide where this will go from here. You haven't worked here long enough and it would look terrible on your resume. Being fired from here so soon could not easily be explained."

"I see, so those are the choices? I can be your whore or I can go find another place to work is that it?"

"Yes, it seems those are the choices. Oh, I almost forgot though, any new employer will probably get to see the tapes I made. Do you think that would be a problem?" He turned to the television and pushed a button on the remote next to him. There in the screen was Mr. Rhodes fingering my pussy deeply on his recliner. My head was thrown back and I was obviously enjoying myself a great deal. Then the orgasm that had ripped through me was replayed in full color and sound. He rewound to a grainy black and white film of me being fingered in the bathroom and then jerking his huge cock off and licking my fingers clean.

I felt the color leave my face and my body started to tremble all over in rage and hatred. 

"What the hell do you think you are doing to me? You are ruining my life!! How am I supposed to get a job with that out there?" I said in a frantic high pitched voice.

"Well, you needn't worry about that if you just do as I tell you. It is not negotiable and, for all intents and purposes, I own you. Do you understand this Sophia?"

"Yes, I understand this, you fuck." 

"Good, now you will contain yourself and stop abusing me or there will be consequences. First, I want you to know that although I own you, I will not let anything physically let any harm come to you and I will compensate you." He smiled at me in an affectionate way, but I was not moved to change my feelings toward him. 

I didn't want to know what the consequences would be so I tried to be more polite, but I was scared, "So I guess I have nothing else to say. May I go now?" I said with a lot of venom in my voice.

"No, I have plans for you Sophia. I have asked Nancy that you help me clean up around here and do some laundry. They are not expecting you back for most of the evening. I have some very good friends that you have seen me with before. Tonight is poker night and they will be arriving in about an hour. In the meantime I would like you to set up the card table and chairs, they are in the hall closet." He turned back to the television and started it where I was playing with my breasts for him watching with a bemused smile. I turned beet red and stood up to go to the closet to get the table and chairs.

He stopped the tape just as I had straddled him on his chair and left the stilled frame on the television. I pulled the table out of the closet and opened the legs up and placed it in the center of the living room. Then I went back and got the chairs and placed them around the table. He watched me while I did this and seemed lost in thought. 

I was relieved that I seemed to be slated for normal duties, but I still had a great deal of apprehension about the evening. "There, it is all set up for you. I think I will clean up around here if that is ok with you." I said with a bit of sarcasm.

"You can clean up and you can do it without the sarcasm and your scrubs too." He said with a chuckle." I want to see your pussy wet when my friends get here."

I looked at him and started to protest and his eyes told me that this was not going to be a discussion. It was a command. My eyes welled up and tears fell down my cheeks silently as I pulled the top off over my head and then untied the sensible shoes and stepped out of them. I took my socks off and stuffed them into my shoes; slowly I pulled my scrub pants down and stepped out of them gingerly. I folded them up and held the stack of clothing over myself, looking at Mr. Rhodes through my tears.

"Put those in the spare bedroom and come back here quickly."

I strode off toward the back bedroom and saw that he had a very feminine room here, with soft pillows and a big beautiful four poster bed. I placed my clothes on the night stand and went back into the living room. He motioned me over to him and indicated that I was to stand in front of him for a sort of inspection. Blushing deeply I stood before him waiting for his instructions.

"Nice panties and bra dear. You seem to have a good collection of nice things. Did you buy these for yourself or did you have a generous boyfriend?"

"I bought some of it, but I also had a boyfriend that liked nice sexy things and he bought some of them for me." I said coldly. I was wearing a very sheer white set with stripes across; my nipples were quite visible through the thin material as was the pubic hair against the small triangle of material.

"I want you to help me up now and take me to the bathroom." 

I sighed and went to him to help him get up out of the recliner. I reached for his hands and he let me clasp them as he hefted up out of the deep chair. When he was standing next to me, he let go of my hands and started to knead my breasts through my bra. "My friends are really going to like your outfit, and you, I dare say Sophia."

I gasped and stepped back with shock. "You are not really going to do this are you?? I am not going to be the playthings of all your friends too, am I??" My voice was shrill.

"Oh, yes, they will be enjoying your charms tonight. I thought you had figured that out.

They really enjoyed the tapes and now they want to see you in person. Besides, I will really like watching your pussy being used by a few old men." 

"WHAT??" 

"Don't be so shocked, I own you now, and you must never forget that. They will have access when I want to share you with them. Now hurry up, there are some preparations we must make before they arrive." He put his huge hands on my ass cheeks and pushed me toward the bathroom. "Take off your panties Sophia and sit down on the vanity next to the sink."

Sobbing, I pulled my panties down to my ankles and stepped out of them, I knew that anymore protests would only fall on deaf ears. I sat down on the vanity next to the sink and he took his large hands and opened my thighs very wide. He looked at my pink opening, fringed by light curly brown hair, and sighed deeply. He opened the drawer under me and pulled out a brand new disposable razor. I drew in a sharp breath and watched him pull off the plastic cover with horror. 

"Lean back dear, I need to make sure I get everything." He brought out a washcloth and ran some warm water over it, wringing it out he began to dampen my pelvic region very tenderly. Then he brought out some lavender soap and making it lather up in his hands he rubbed into my pubic hair lathering me up really well. He got the razor and began to shave my nether lips. He shaved very carefully but thoroughly. He opened my ass cheeks very wide and shaved all around my rosebud too. He pulled my labia tight and shaved carefully until I was as clean as a newborn. Then after he cleaned the last of the soap off, he threw out the razor and dried me off gently. His fingers began to play over my now bald labia and I could see my clitoris hanging down out of the hood. It looked larger than I had ever seen it before because there was no bush of pubic hair to block it from my view. I took in a deep breath as he started to pull on my labia and rub the juices around the opening. He slid two fingers deep into me as far as he could and then he slowly pulled them out rubbing the front wall of my pussy. He pushed them in again and began to fuck me slowly with his long fingers. I looked at him as he pumped in and out of me, my juices flowing out copiously. I had never been shaved before and it felt incredible to have my lips rubbed without any hair in the way. I watched his fingers disappear in and out of me as my breath became ragged. Suddenly there was a soft knocking at the door. I sat up and my eyes got as large as saucers. 




Mr. Rhodes Doubles Down



"Oh good they are here just in time. Put those panties back on and follow me now." Mr. Rhodes told me curtly. He looked just like a cat, the one that had swallowed the proverbial cannery, as he walked to the front door. I quickly put the sheer panties back on and waited by the bathroom door as he greeted what seemed to be two of his friends. Their voices low, I could not hear what was said, but soon enough two men that had been with him playing cards before walked into the room and looked me up and down with big smiles on their faces. They stood in the hallway and seemed unable to move into the living room. 

"Please gentlemen, come on in and make yourselves at home. This is Sophia. Sophia this is Mr. Roger Blume and this is Mr. Leon Cohn." Mr. Rhodes said with a glint of pride in his eye, "Please get them something to drink, will you dear?"

I swallowed hard and walked toward them and in a voice shaking with embarrassment and fear, a tear rolling down my nose, I said, "What can I get you to drink Mr. Cohn, Mr. Blume?" It was absurd that I was standing here in my underwear asking two old men what they wanted to drink. They looked me up and down, and their eyes stopped on my large breasts and large puffy areolas. Mr. Blume's eyes got very big and his portly red body started to tremble with excitement. He reached over and pulled one breast out of its cup, and when I tried to stop him, Mr. Rhodes slapped my ass with a sharp crack of his hand. I jumped toward Mr. Blume and squealed. His lecherous smile was humiliating and his fingers squeezed the nipple between his fingers very hard while I tried to squirm away. This just seemed to delight him more. The shorter Mr. Cohn stepped behind me to sandwich me between them and his bony fingers pulled my panties to one side and stroked my now naked pussy lips. He smiled slowly and said, "Good and smooth and very wet. It looks like Spencer has been preparing her for the evening."

I looked over at Spencer Rhodes and saw that he was really enjoying this. His eyes probed mine and he smiled as Mr. Cohn's finger slipped inside my pussy saying, "Yes, she is a little slut, and is very easy to prepare." I looked shocked and tried to move away but I was caught between these two perverse old men groping me and Mr. Rhodes was watching every second.

"I will take a glass of wine dear." said Mr. Blume, "Red."

"And I would like the same too." said Mr. Cohn with a smirk as he pointedly put the finger that had been in my pussy into his mouth and sucked it clean with his thin purple lips. 

I looked at them with red shame as they released me and stepped back, I turned and went to the kitchen to get them the wine. When I returned I handed them each a glass, and there was another knock on the door. The men were talking to each other in low tones and ignored the door. Then Spencer turned to me nonchalantly and said, "This time you get it Sophia. First make sure it isn't Nancy or someone else that will spoil our evening though."

I looked at him and was about to protest when I saw that he was not going to brook any discussion about this. I turned toward the door and tears began to reform in the corners of my eyes. I looked through the peephole and saw that it was the last man that had previously been playing cards with the others. I used the door as a shield when I opened it and the man there looked pleasantly surprised and happy. 

"Why hello there, you must be Sophia, I am Benjamin MacMillan. Are the other old goats here already?" I nodded and kept my eyes on the floor as he entered the room. After I closed the door he took in my attire and whistled low and long. "Holy cow Spence. She is gorgeous!! Even better up close and in person." He was my height and he looked fit for a man of his 75 years. His face was open and his smile genuine.

"Come here Sophia. Yes isn't she? And she has many hidden charms and some rather obvious ones too." They all laughed at this and looked me over hungrily. After they had quieted down into an awkward silence Mr. Rhodes looked at me and said, "Aren't you going to offer Mr. MacMillan a drink?"

I turned to him and before I could say anything, Mr. MacMillan said "I will just have a ginger ale dear, with a couple of ice cubes." he didn't touch me but he looked me over with an air of appraisal like he was judging a race horse.

I turned to get his drink and when I brought it back into the living room the old men were all talking rather excitedly between themselves and stopped as soon as I re-entered the room. 

"Sophia, give Ben his drink and come kneel on the floor in front of me please," Mr. Rhodes said quietly.

I handed Mr. MacMillan his ginger ale and knelt in front of Spencer Rhodes with my heart beating a mile a minute, my lower lip was quivering and a single tear fell down my cheek as I looked at his shoes. He bent and touched the tear with his fingertip and then brought it to his lips and licked it off with the flick of his tongue. 

"Oh Sophia, you have a great opportunity here, if you will only recognize it. You have four very wealthy and once powerful men that will take advantage fully of all you have to offer us. You can be malleable and willing or you can be stubborn and miserable. I think that you can enrich your life and ours if you choose the former. We will not hurt you, and we will be giving you as much pleasure as you will allow yourself to experience. Give in Sophia with your mind and your heart and it will make this situation you find yourself in at the least bearable and at the most enjoyable." 

I looked at him and at the other gentlemen seated around me and realized that I had no choice about what would happen here. I was so shocked by the evening's events and the escalation of the situation that I was numb. I simply didn't know what to think or how I felt anymore. I had already surrendered because there was nothing left for me. I began to cry in earnest at this thought. I belonged to them unless I had the guts to stand up and walk out. I would probably get fired and have no hopes of ever working in the field I had just worked so hard to break into. This had been a small chance for me to better my life and now it had just been taken from me, unless I became the plaything of these four men. 

"Get up Sophia, stand and dry those beautiful blue eyes of yours. Go lie down on that back bed please and have your underwear off. These fine men have come to inspect my new pet." Smiling into my eyes, I saw the naked power this man had over me and I felt nauseous and lightheaded. I walked to the back room and took off what was left of my clothing. I sat on the edge of the bed and I heard them padding slowly to me. When they came in Mr. Rhodes pointed to the bed and I sighed and moved my head to the pillow and stretched my body out on the bed. Mr. Rhodes reached over and opened my legs with one hand, so as to expose my secret to these strangers first thing.

"Oh my God!! Will you look at that!!" cried portly Roger Blume, "It is so big and lovely!"

I blushed deeply and tears once again filled my eyes as I gazed pointedly at the ceiling. 

"It is wonderful, I have never seen anything quite so large before." commented Leon Cohn.

"Look, you can pull the hood back and it is even larger. Wait until you see it engorged." and Spencer Rhodes leaned down and reached over pulling back the hood sharply. I moved my hands to push his away but he looked at me and ordered me to place my arms behind my back and try to clasp my elbows. This arched my back out and my breasts were thrust forward. Mr. Rhodes continued to pull back the hood and all of a sudden Mr. MacMillan's hand shot out and started to stroke the naked clitoris. It almost hurt as the sensation was so intense. He placed his finger in his mouth for a second and it came out of his mouth oozing with his spittle and he started to rub my sensitive stub with his fat, wet finger. He placed his thumb underneath and he started to jack me off with his fingers. My hips started to sway in rhythm with his fingers and I felt the moisture rushing to my labia. I opened my legs further and thrust my hips forward a bit, my head was tilted back toward the headboard and my eyes were closed. There were four really old men watching me being masturbated right here in this bedroom. All at once as my excitement started to make me buck and thrash then a long finger pushed into me very deeply. My hips started to grind down and I began grunting and moaning. My breasts were in someone's hands the nipples were pulled up and away from my chest gently and then released. Soon fingers encircled the aureoles in the same rhythm as the finger pushed in and out of me. I cried out as waves of wetness flooded down my convulsing tunnel. The fingers did not slow down and in fact another finger was added to the pumping in and out and the fingers on my clitoris had renewed rubbing with a large thumb over the tip. I was quivering beyond control now and I screamed out as another more intense orgasm rocked my body. Someone started to caress my side gently, running fingers over the sides of my breast and down to my hip and thigh. I looked up to see who was showing me this tenderness when I saw a big black rubber dildo being held up in front of my face. My hands were pulled above my head and each ankle was gripped in bony hands stretching me out. Mr. Rhodes was holding the dildo and he ran it down the side of my face to my lips, and forced into my mouth. I sucked it into my mouth and he stuffed it in until I gagged. Then he pulled it from my lips and let the tip stroke to my neck, over my breasts and lightly caressing my body with it until it came to my now sopping wet opening. He pushed it into me with one big push. It did not need to be worked in, I was soaking and it slid in easily. He pressed it as deeply as it would go and he pumped it in and out of me. It was so large but it felt so good. I felt like I was riding a huge cock, I pointed my toes and tensed up my legs tightly. Then there was a low hum and a little vibrator was placed on the underside of my still overly sensitive clit. I started to buck again violently. "Nooooooo," I screamed, "It hurts me."

"Hush, little girl, we know what we are doing." said a voice in my ear. I looked up to see Mr. Cohn smiling into my face. All at once the bottom of my feet felt like they were on fire and my clit felt like it might blast off, when I released the most intense orgasm I have ever had in my life. My nipples were pinched and pulled hard while the dildo slammed into me hard and fast. I thought I might come forever. The bed beneath me was really wet, it felt as though I might have peed. I lay there panting for a long time. When my heartbeat was finally slowing down to something near normal, I opened my eyes again to look around the room. All four of them had let me go and were looking down at me with little smiles on their faces. I realized I was still stuffed with the dildo and when my ankles had been released I wrapped my legs together and gripped the thing as if my life depended on it. It was still there and I knew I would feel empty beyond words when it was pulled from my hungry little cunt. I blushed as I looked around at each one, and I relaxed my legs a little. The dildo started to fall out of me, but when I reached down to pull it from my dripping hole I heard Mr. Rhodes say sternly, "Lick it clean girl. I want you to lick all your juices off that right now." 

M.r Rhodes turned from me and spoke to others like I was not there. "She took that one pretty easily. 

"That huge knob of hers makes her want to fuck, I'll bet she could fuck a horse when we are done with her." said Roger Blume. 

"Well, she will need to be able to fuck a horse when we are done with her." chuckled Mr. Rhodes.

I picked the dildo up tentatively and started to lick it slowly. "No dear, suck it like the slut you are. Suck it like a grateful little slut." I started to suck it into my mouth and licking all of my sticky cum off the huge phallus. 

The men watched me with unconcealed glee. Then I was told to get up onto my hands and knees on the bed. My breasts were hanging down in front of me and swaying with shallow breaths and pounding heart. My knees were spread wide by a pair of large wrinkled old hands. The men were watching me and commenting to each other about me as though I were not even there. Then a hard slap came down on my ass. When I sat up startled and looked around to see who had done this to me I saw Mr. McMillan. His face was serious and he pushed me back down with my hair entwined in his fingers. He held my hair with one hand forcing me back on all fours and started to spank me with the other. This was no joke and he was not playing, these were hard vicious slaps across my bare ass. I began to struggle and cry. His grip on my hair was tight and he had no intention of letting up. 

"Keep your ass in the air or you will be so sorry," he hissed into my ear. His hand came down again and again on my ass and I could feel the heat on my skin rising with each slap. My thighs were wet with my sticky cum and he began to hit on the wet skin making the stinging that much more sharp. The others were watching me twist and squirm trying to get away. I was sobbing now with the humiliation and pain. He used his slaps to open my thighs very wide. My legs were trembling so hard I could barely keep from collapsing on the bed. I managed to keep my ass up high though because I was afraid of what he could do that was worse. My gaping wet pussy was high in the air and his hand started to come down on the lips. I screamed as his hand began slapping the open nether mouth. When he stopped spanking me his fingers began to work my clitoris. He rubbed the moisture over the tip and skillfully manipulated my large button until I gasped and bucked quickly cumming again. The hand that held me by the hair never once let go and I was still on all fours with my oozing pussy high in the air. His fingers dipped into me quickly and brought the wet to my little puckered asshole. He rubbed it into the sensitive area gently circling the rim and then pushing a finger into me. I bucked once again trying to get away from him. "NOOOO", I screamed. The old men just chuckled and his finger slid out, but then I felt something cold and hard being pushed into me. He had put an ice cube into my ass! He whispered like a lover in my ear, "Hold it in or I will spank you again but this time I will leave welts." I was petrified; I struggled to keep my ass clenched until I could feel that the ice had melted. Then still holding by the hair he brought me to the end of the bed where I was forced to suckle a half erect cock. Something really large was put up to my soaking cunt and then it started to vibrate as I was told to suck another cock. My eyes opened to see a thin hard cock pushing into my lips. I took Roger Blume into my mouth and he slowly pumped in and out of my mouth. His cock tightened up and I felt his cum hitting the roof of my mouth just as my own pussy was convulsing and pumping more moisture. My thighs were wet all the way to my knees. Then Mr. McMillan released my hair and said, just stay how you are my dear." I stayed on the bed with my face bent down crying softly. My hands were covering my face as I heaved with humiliation and exhaustion. 

They turned and acted like I was a piece of furniture the way they talked about me. It seemed that I belonged to Mr. Rhodes, but that there was a sort of club, where for a membership fee they could use me once a week. They walked around me and each lifted my hanging breasts in their hands, weighing them and Mr. McMillan twisted the nipples hard. Then they walked behind me touching my virgin rosebud and my ass. Then I was told to arch my back and place my chest on the bed. My pussy was high in the air and open to them. They all remarked on my huge clitoris and they gently tapped it. I heard "little cock" said by Mr. Cohn hungrily. Three fingers slid into my sloppy pussy and they remarked on how it looked as though it were sucking the fingers in. They finger fucked me until I started to quiver and then they pulled them out abruptly. My hips started to wave back and forth as my ever hungry pussy waved pink and wet for more attention. They laughed and someone slapped my ass hard and I was told to get dressed. When I went to grab my clothes I was told to dress in front of them while they would talk to me.

"Sophia, you will serve us as in your capacity here as a CNA, and you will be our little whore too. I am your owner, but if I tell you to go see one of the gentlemen here for any reason you will go. You will be here every month for our "poker games" and clean up afterwards." They all laughed again. You will be used in many ways, but I think you will find most of it very pleasurable for you. We are old men now and not all of the plumbing works the way it should. Sometimes though we have a bit of a Viagra party, so don't worry, it isn't always about you." The men chuckled here and looked and each other with knowing nods. "When you have completed two years with us, we will each give you $200,000. We have a lawyer that will put it into a trust for you. Anyway, it is time for you to run. Fix your hair in the bathroom first and then scoot!!"

I had finished dressing and was reeling from the evening's experiences and the money that was mentioned. The money!! Holy shit!! I would take away $800,000 after two years. Two years??!! My brain was racing as quickly as my heart. I brushed out my hair and quickly replaced the ponytail I always wore to work and rushed out of the bathroom. They were standing at the door waiting for me. 

"Kiss us goodbye dear." said Mr. Rhodes with a twinkle in his eye.

I walked to Mr. Blume and leaned to kiss him on his chubby old cheek and he placed a thick hand on my breast and the other hand cradled my chin as he brought my face to his. He kissed me deeply, his tongue played over mine as he groped and massaged my breast through my scrubs. After he released me I went to Mr. MacMillan and he nibbled my lower lip as he brought me close to him and cupped my ass. Afterwards Mr. Cohn chose to tweak both of my nipples as he took his turn exploring my mouth with his pointed little tongue. Lastly I went to Mr. Rhodes and he leaned down and he gently kissed my mouth, lingering to passionately taste my mouth with his. I groaned low in my throat as I felt my heat rising against his large body.

When the cool night air hit me I inhaled and shook my head slightly. There had been so much to take in. My body still hummed with the violent orgasms I had experienced and I could smell the earthy odor of my juices soaking my panties through.

No one seemed to suspect anything at all. Although it had seemed like I had been gone for an eternity everyone had just assumed that Mr. Rhodes had been a bit difficult and that the poker party had gone on for a long time. I had a normal shift other than my time with the four old men. 

I went to work the next evening and when I arrived at Mr. Rhodes cottage for his evening bath, he was dozing quietly in his recliner. I touched him gently on his arm and he opened his eyes to see me standing over him. 

"Hello slut." He said in a deep rumble. 

I grimaced and said, "Mr. Rhodes it is time for your bath."

"I am tired tonight little fuck doll, so just run the water and maybe you can revive and old man."

I turned and went into the bathroom and started running the warm water into the tub. I returned to find Mr. Rhodes trying to get up by himself. I ran over to him and helped him rise out of the chair. "Really Mr. Rhodes, what do you think my job is? Let me help you."

He grunted and let me help him to the bathroom and undressed. After I helped into the tub and got him seated, he turned to me and said, "Lower those pants and panties and let me inspect your pussy now."




Mr. Rhodes Doubles Down



I sighed and pulled my pants and panties down to reveal a stubbly vulva. He reached up and brushed his hand over my pussy lips. "Shave this everyday little slut. I want it as bare as the day you were born every day."

"Yes sir, Mr. Rhodes."

Nodding in appreciation he laid back and immersed himself in the bath. I reached down and pulled my pants back up. I bathed him slowly, leisurely, making sure I massaged his shoulders and chest while I soaped him. I kept stealing glances at his huge cock and when I got to soaping him there, I paid special attention, making sure I got him hard in the process. He didn't show any lust at all, he just watched me with a detached smile. Soon he was ready to get out, so I helped him dry off. I dressed him in his pajamas and he looked up at me as I helped into his bed and waved me off. I knew I had been dismissed. I turned and left to return to my other residents.

I was perplexed and relieved. He seemed to be tiring of me and maybe he and the other old men would forget about me and leave me alone. Maybe they had had their fun and would forget about me now. This made me feel almost desperate to win their attentions back. Being their slut was one thing but being a forgotten slut that was not at all a pleasant thought. It struck me like a clap; I really did yearn for their attentions. I wanted to be used by them. I wanted to be owned. I loved that my owner was a strong, powerful man with a deep voice. All of a sudden I knew I needed him to love me and care for me no matter what. I was his to do with as he liked. I wouldn't have it any other way. I wasn't sure how far he would go with me, but I was willing to risk it. 

When I arrived that next night I was told that Mr. Rhodes was gone for the weekend with his daughter. I was surprised to find myself so upset about this and I attributed it to the newfound knowledge of myself. 

I worked through the weekend without incident. I had not seen any of the old men that now controlled me. This gave me greater hope and dread that they had forgotten their plaything. 

When I arrived at work on Monday I went about my shift as normal. I took care of Mrs. Williams and helped her bathe and ready herself for dinner. I walked her to the dining room and made sure she had some pleasant company before leaving her to her meal. I looked up at the clock at it was 7:00pm and so I went over to the office to fill the paperwork on Mrs. Williams vitals and Nancy came rushing in. 

"Mr. Locano has had a fall Sophia. I have a the RN looking at him and she thinks he needs to go get some x-rays to make sure he didn't break anything. Could you please notify his family and have them meet us at urgent care. Their numbers are in the file and they are local so if they can be reached they should be able to be there about the same time." Nancy rushed out the door and so I pulled the contact sheet for Mr. Federico Locano out and called his son. By the time I had finished reaching him, it was time to go and put Mrs. Williams to bed for the night and then help some of the other residents get ready for bed. Before I knew it it was 9:38pm and I knew I was late for Mr. Rhodes' bath. I felt my heart racing as I rushed to Mr. Rhodes cottage. I stood outside the door and knocked quietly. 

"Come on in!" I heard Mr. Rhodes yelling from another room. 

I walked in and he was walking pretty well now. He was still slow but he was without the walker and he seemed to be almost fully recovered. I smiled up at him and he motioned for me to close the door.

"Hello little Sophia. How is my pussy today? Is it feeling neglected?" He said with a chuckle.

"I blushed deeply and whispered, "Do you need help with your bath tonight Mr. Rhodes? You look well enough to have one without me now." 

He laughed a low deep laugh and then looked into my eyes very seriously. "I am not going to let you out of our arrangement Sophia. You do not need to bathe me tonight; I have already been in and out of the shower, thank you. But you may lock the door and go into the back and strip down. Leave nothing on and sit on the bed back there and I will join you shortly. You can tell everyone that you did bathe me so they will not get suspicious"

I sighed deeply and walked slowly back to bedroom with the four poster bed. I took off my shoes and scrubs and sat on the bed. It was cold and I started to shiver. He came into the room and told me to lie back and open my legs wide. He motioned me to scoot to the edge of the bed so that my ass was almost hanging off. 

"Good, you have obeyed and kept your pussy nice and smooth for me. Have you been masturbating a lot Sophia?

I blushed deeply. I had put everything I could into my pussy to make myself cum. I had even finger fucked myself in my car when I had gotten off work one morning. I am pretty sure the delivery truck that brought the days clean linens had a driver with a hard on that day. "Yes sir I have been."

Well, I don't want you touching yourself at all tonight or tomorrow. You see, I want you to cum copious amounts tomorrow night, I want to see you scream again and again until I can just blow lightly on your big fat clit here and you will orgasm. I like watching you cum in front of all of us like the little slut you know you are." He placed his fingers on my labia and started to stroke me softly. Then he opened my legs more and told me to put my feet up on the edge of the bed which made me feel as though I were in a gynecological exam. He opened the drawer in the bedside table and pulled out some KY warming jelly. He opened the tube and started putting a large amount on my tight little virgin asshole. He began slowly rubbing the jelly around the outer rim. I was tensing up and started to shake my head no, tears forming in my eyes. He ignored me and said, "I want you to push a little while I enter you. Keep that pressure up until I tell you to stop and relax." His finger pressed into me very slowly and I pressed down a little and he entered a little more. The invasion of my anus was deeply humiliating and terrifying. I pressed some more and he pushed his finger in further. Then he told me to relax and he just left his finger buried inside me. Then he told me to press down a little again and as I did so his finger felt less like an invasion than something kind of good. He rubbed slowly back and forth never letting his finger come down very far. Then he slowly removed it and when it was almost out he began to rub the inner ring. The warmth of the jelly was beginning to be nice and I started to wish he would press his finger into me again. Instead he pulled out and went over to the trunk and pulled out a very slim long stainless steel vibrator. He placed it to the warm opened entrance and I started to push a little and he pressed into me with one long stroke. I gasped and lifted my hips a little and he chuckled low in his chest. "You are such a joy to watch Sophia. Such a little bitch in heat." He then flicked the vibrator on and I felt like I might explode right then. I really needed my clitoris stroked too and I reached down to touch myself only to remember his recent instructions. He watched my frustration with a smile. Then he pulled the vibrator out of me and slapped my ass hard. "Ok, get up and get out. I am done with you today." I flinched hard because of the slap and also because of the dismissal. I placed my feet down on the floor and sat up to face him.

He had already left the room. I was there with the vibrator and my clothing. I picked up the vibrator and then put it back down, afraid of what he might do if I stayed behind and started to fuck myself with the damn thing. I really wanted him to use me and he just left me there so horny.

I rose and dressed quickly and saw that he was waiting for me to get him ready for bed. I took his vitals and helped him dress for bed. Everything was perfunctory and after I had placed him in his bed, he turned over and dismissed me again. 

I felt a little devastated. I felt neglected and used. I left to work the rest of my shift and it left me a little heavy hearted for the rest of the night. I tormented myself about my obedience, my submission. My insecurity made me a little crazy with questions. I found myself powerfully drawn to him, and my heart raced when I saw him or knew I would be seeing him. I realized suddenly I needed his approval and yes, his love. It rocked me back on my heels. I was terrified of my own feelings. What was I doing? How had I let myself get to this point? I actually needed him to use me or I would be heartbroken.



Mr. Rhodes' Pet



When I arrived at work the next evening, I felt some trepidation, but mostly I was excited to get my work done so that I could see Mr. Rhodes. I felt my pussy getting damp just thinking about his voice in my ear.

I finished with my routine and I went to his cottage. I knocked on the door and it opened right away. I was startled because Mr. Rhodes had never answered his door; he always yelled "come in". He was so tall and so handsome for an old guy, he was wearing a polo shirt and khaki trousers and looked like he had been to the barber. He looked at me with a smirk that made my heart stop. 

"Hello slut. Come in, strip right here in the entrance. You will take off everything and kneel in the center of the room quickly." After a pause he turned and looked me in the eye and said, "How is that pussy? Is your big fat clit poking out for me?" He stared at me with his ice blue penetrating eyes. "Have you been keeping your fingers out of your slit like I told you?" 

He moved away and stood in the middle of the living room waiting for me to do as I was told. I shivered a little in his cold cottage as I stripped naked and moved quickly to him and knelt in front of him. 

"This is how you will always enter here from now on little girl. I want you to walk in and strip to nothing and come kneel for me." He let that sink in for a moment, "Do you understand?" I nodded silently and felt my pulse quicken with need, but I was still deeply mortified. It was hard to come in and strip for this old man. He spoke to me in such a way that made my heart stop in my throat. My body shook as much with anticipation and fear as with cold.

"You will kneel with your thighs spread. Spread them now and I will see if I like where they are placed."

I spread my thighs and sat back on my heels. He smiled broadly and told that I was a natural. Then he told me to get up on my feet and squat down. I have always been fairly limber and I can squat fully on flat feet. He chuckled and told me to stay like that. He walked around me and told me to plant my feet wider and to make sure my neck stayed long. He told me not to hunch forward. He whistled low and told me what a beautiful girl I was. 

Then he had me move to my knees with my heels under my ass but my thighs spread very wide. Then he told me to kneel up and then place my breasts on the floor, but keep my ass as high as possible. He walked around me again and placed two fingers on my slit. He placed some thick cream on my folds and rubbed them so slowly, sending shivers up my spine. My heart raced when he slipped both fingers into me and rubbed my inner walls in long firm strokes. I moaned low and he chuckled. "Your pussy is so hungry, Sophia, like a greedy little mouth." He brought his fingers to my puffy pink pussy lips and stroked them as he continued to speak, "I will be spending some time with you this evening, but tomorrow is the beginning of your three days off, correct?" 

I nodded and whimpered a yes. He pulled his fingers off of me and slapped my ass hard. I started and yelped, but he ignored me. "I have a house in the mountains that is going to be where you will be staying for the next few days." He put his Bruno Magli's in front of my nose in a menacing way. He kept them there and told me in a low and firm tone that I would be ready by 7:00am. I did not need to pack anything and that I was to drive to a fairly well known crossroads with a small store and gas station and wait for his car. My mind started to race, I was going with him for three whole days and nights, alone!! I was so happy and excited. "Sit back on your heels again Sophia and keep your thighs spread very wide." I did what he told me readily, because I wanted him to see how happy I was. 

When I looked up at him, I saw that he was pleased that I was excited. He walked forward and put his shoe right under my slit. He lifted his toe and the cold hard leather sole against my gaping pussy was a little disconcerting to say the least. He kept it there and told me one more instruction for the next morning. "You will drive and be naked when you leave your house and come to meet me. Do you understand? If you are not completely naked when you get there, you will be stripped and given a spanking before you are allowed in my car or we go any further." I looked up at him with big blue eyes and shook my head. I tried to protest and voice my concerns when he lifted his toe higher pressing into my pussy hard. I turned beet red and shook my head and Mr. Rhodes placed his foot down on the floor. 

"I can't go out of my house, drive my car and get into your car buck naked. I can't, I just can't." I was starting to tear up with the thought of the humiliation and exposure. 

"Nonsense, my dear, you can and you will. I have faith in your ability to please me and do as I ask. Now, enough with tomorrow, we are going to move on to some simple tasks for tonight. I want you to stand up and hold your pussy lips open for me, show me that fat clitty of yours. Keep your feet wide for me and push your shoulders back too."

I stood up and looked at him full in the face, but I was too afraid of the consequences if I did not do as he told me. I parted my feet firmly on the floor and spread my outer labia with my long cool fingers, as my face flushed with humiliation and anger. Mr. Rhodes had gone into the back room and I could not see why, because my back was to the hallway. He came around the front of me though and placed a little cream on my clit and started to rub it in and then he took his finger and rubbed my inner labia. I did not let my head fall back or let myself enjoy his touch. Then I felt a burning sensation begin and I smelled the unmistakable smell of Bengay. I started to cry and whimper, and he placed a little vibe humming away on the very tip of my clit and kept it there. Just as the tingling sensation got really intense and at the moment when I was ready to orgasm so fucking hard, I felt a hard slap on my ass from something hard and smooth. It was a wooden paddle!! He started to swat me with an old-fashioned, hard, wooden paddle while he kept the vibe on my burning clit. It was burning my pussy too though and I was squirming to try and get the vibe on my inner labia where there was no relief at all. I started to let go of my pussy, but Mr. Rhodes slapped my ass harder and spoke into my ear directly. "Don't you dare let go of those pussy lips." 

I started to cry with all the sensation being applied to my nether region. Mr. Rhodes kept me on the edge of orgasm for a long time. I was swaying back and forth with the force of his blows. My pussy was leaking copious amounts of juices. It was killing me that nothing would relieve my pussy. I was just on the edge of cumming harder than I had ever cum before and just as I felt I was going to release, Mr. Rhodes turned off the vibe and stopped paddling me. He left me there holding my pussy lips open for him. I was half hunched over and on my toes with tight sexual tension and I was so close to release and yet, nothing. I wailed out, "Nooooooooooooo." He just left me there with no words or touch.

As soon as I had regained a little breath, he took my face in his large hands and kissed me very deeply and with such emotion. I was taken away by it and I got lost in the warmth and softness of his tender kisses. I was still holding my pussy open when he finally released me and told me quietly to go get dressed and get back to work. I gasped in surprise. His tone had become perfunctory. I let go of my burning nether lips. I started to rub my pussy to try to make the burning lessen, but rubbing made the sensation intensify. I wanted to fuck my pussy to try and stop the itching and the tingling, it was making me crazy. I was grunting and whimpering. I looked up and saw him standing there fully clothed and quite bemused at my predicament. 

I was so close to release before and my pussy was on fire. I needed to cum and to be fucked really badly. I asked Mr. Rhodes to fuck me. I begged him to finger me to let me fuck myself for him. He would not listen and only chuckled and told me that I was such a fantastic little slut. "Get dressed now and do not touch your pussy at all while you are away. My darling Sophia, I am growing very fond of you, I want you to do your very best to please me and then you will have the greatest adventure any woman could have. Trust me darling and I'll see you in the morning. 

With that he turned on his heel and went into his bedroom and closed the door. I watched incredulously and after I regained something of a mind, I moved to get my clothing. Dressing rather quickly, I left, so as to rush back to my duties as if it would make the morning come all the faster. 

When I got home it was 5:00 am and I stripped and took a long hot shower. I wouldn't have time to sleep, not that I could close my eyes at all anyway. I got into the tiny tiled shower in my apartment and let the water get very hot. I soaped up my loofah and started to rub my thigh muscles in slow circles. I was just a little sore from tensing up so much last night. My swollen, burning clitoris and inner labia had driven me mad with need not to mention the pain of the Bengay. 

When I brought the loofah to my sex it felt good. It felt so good as I started to rub slowly and firmly over my puffy sensitive cunt. I went over last night's events again in my head, and I couldn't help but place a finger on the tip of my pea sized pearl. It was so slippery and ready. My soapy slick hand slid over my wet skin so nicely. I closed my eyes and saw Mr. Rhodes standing there telling me to show him what a little slut I was for him. He was standing there with his monster out, rigid in his large powerful hand, stroking it slowly, watching me rubbing myself for him. Oh god, I felt my pussy grow and pulse with such need. I leaned back on the tile and lifted one foot up to the wall, my finger slipped into my wetness and I got the water from the shower to hit my clit tip. It was so hot and the pressure was almost painful, but it made me cry out with pleasure. I slipped two more fingers into my cunt and fucked myself with them violently while the water spit a hard needle like stream onto my clitty. I moaned loud and low in my throat. I am sure I sounded like a wounded animal when I came. I bucked and thrashed, my pussy convulsing around my fingers which were covered in warm, slippery juices. I felt such a guilty pleasure, bringing myself to orgasm against the expressed order of Mr. Rhodes, who seemed to be quickly taking over my every waking moment. I was so repulsed by his treatment of me and yet, I had never felt so sexy or sexually awake in my life. 

I finished soaping and rinsing my body, languidly allowing the water to wash away all the night's tensions. I took more soap and created a thick lather and shaved my pussy very carefully and thoroughly. Then I shaved my legs and armpits to finish the effect. 

I got out and dried myself off and then took some of my expensive cream and rubbed my entire body down with the thick, perfumed emulsion. I tried to eat a little something, although I was hardly hungry, because frankly I had no idea what I was facing for the next three days. I made a pot of strong coffee and sat down to enjoy it while I waited for it to be 7:00am. I think I must have dozed for a few minutes, because I opened my eyes and it was 7:02. Holy shit!!

I raced to the window to see what sort of traffic and people were out there by now. I only saw a few cars and one work crew out by my car. I started to tear up a little as I thought about the utter humiliation of walking out in front of the five men I could see from my second story apartment. I started to shake as I realized I was going to be walking out buck naked and alone. I thought about not going. I thought about cheating and wearing clothes, but I quickly dismissed that idea when I remembered the promise of a public spanking if I wore any clothing. I decided that I would walk out and behave as if it were the most natural thing in the world to drive naked on a early morning outing.

I lived in a converted old house and I had to run down a central staircase to get to the drive where my car was. I grabbed my keys and opened the door and left, locking up behind me on the stairwell. I walked calmly down the stairs and outside to my little, crappy car. I got in and looked up just in time to see some workmen staring as if they had seen an apparition. I smiled and waved as I started the car and drove off with a squeal of my tires. I didn't want to be stopped for speeding, so I slowed down a bit at the end of the street and headed up into the foothills toward our meeting place. 

As I was driving, I saw very few cars, but I did see a few delivery trucks. They loved my outfit and honked at me and yelled out their windows at me. I don't know what most were yelling, as I threw my shoulders back and raced away, although one clearly wanted to marry me and nurse on my titties for the rest of his life. I turned three shades of red and felt a thrill of the nastiness and I drove for 20 long minutes to the crossroads. 

When I pulled up into the common parking lot of the store and gas station I saw Mr. Rhodes standing beside a big black town car. His face broke into a large grin when he saw me and he pointed to an out of the way spot for me to park. Unfortunately it was not close to the town car at all. I parked the car and noticed the fog. It was shrouding the mountains and hovered over the parking lot, with the mists swirling around the tops of the trees. It did not mask anything I would be doing but it gave me comfort just the same. There was not the large number of motorcyclists there this morning. There usually were, for this was a drive listed as one of the most scenic in the nation in prominent motorcycle magazines and usually there are large numbers of leather clad men and women hanging around.

All of a sudden right beside my car was Mr. Rhodes. He waited for me to open the door and he took my hand and pulled me out to stand next to him. He stood looking down at my nakedness and then turned silently and started to walk to back to his car. I turned quickly and closed my car up and scurried behind him. I kept my eyes down and I stayed close to my benefactor the whole walk. I knew that the few people in the parking lot were staring at me and I heard people exclaiming about the naked girl walking with the old man. 

When we got to Mr. Rhodes car he opened the back door for me and stood watching while I got in. I was surprised to see him climb in after me. It wasn't until then that I looked in the front and saw a driver, sitting there, watching me in the rear view mirror. I blushed deep red and tried to cover my nakedness with my hands. Mr. Rhodes chuckled loudly and reached over to move my hands and place them in his. He looked at me in the eye when I looked up at him and told me what a treasure I was to him. 

"Sophia, your body is beautiful and fresh. I love that you are still embarrassed by public displays. The blush to your skin is most attractive. He gestured toward the front of the car, "This is Nate, our driver. He has been driving for me for many years now. He will take us to the house now." Nate looked at Mr. Rhodes and nodded; he put the car into gear and drove off. I was looking out the window, trying to avoid Nate's presence, when I heard a deep voice tell me to put my hands on my inner thighs and spread as wide as I could. "Make sure your arms do not cover your lovely breasts while you hold your legs open for me." His fingers trailed along the outside swell of my breast and then feathered over the top. Then his fingers trailed down to my open and exposed pussy. He touched the pearl poking out from its hood and slid his fingers deeply inside me. "Have you been a good girl Sophia? Or did you behave like a little orgasm whore and masturbate. He paused and in a low voice, "Did you touch yourself Sophia?" He saw my eyes flash at Nate. "Don't worry about Nate, he likes to hear what a filthy girl you are, trust me." Nate smiled and looked right at me in the rearview mirror. 

I turned crimson and started to speak, but I was trembling and my heart was racing so fast I couldn't utter a word. Mr. Rhodes spoke directly in my ear in a low rumble, "Your cunt is mine Sophia. For as long as two years that sweet cunt is mine. I am prepared to make good my threat and expose you to your superiors as a horny slut that will suck or fuck any resident. Don't forget that this next three days. Now tell me, did you orgasm while you were away from me?"

I nodded with tears in my eyes and I couldn't feel anything but humiliation. "Answer me out loud, Sophia, now."

"Yes".

"Yes?" He paused for a long time, "I see." He paused again, making me listen to the sounds in the car. "I want you to tell me what you did and where. I want you to tell me in very nice detail. I will not be happy until you do. Do you understand?"

"Yes I understand Mr. Rhodes," and I told him everything.

He looked at me with a smile. It was not the sort of smile that made you feel warm. It was the sort of smile that made me feel a little scared. It wasn't mean, but very serious and firm. He reached over to a little dash in the back seat and pulled out some medical gloves and something else. He put the gloves on and then I saw and smelled the Bengay. "Oh please no. It is too much. It burns." I was still pleading when he took my hood between two fingers and pulled it back sharply exposing the large sensitive knob. He places a big glob of Bengay on the tip and rubbed it. I started crying hard, it had just stopped torturing me after I had cum in the shower after hours of burning and itching. I moved my hands from my inner thighs and he hissed, "This is what happens when little girls do not mind me. I should be very careful with what I do and put my hands back where they had been." I could feel his eyes bore into me with a commanding glare. "I will be in total control Sophia. Over the next days together, you will be pushed beyond limits you didn't know you had. You will be my pet, you will do everything according to my plan, and I," he paused a moment, "will make sure you are well cared for as it is always my responsibility to you. 

I was writhing in pain from the Bengay and he got a stainless steel vibe out and turned it on full power and placed it on the very tip of my engorged and inflamed clitty. The sensation made me howl with pain and pleasure. I felt like needles were piercing my most sensitive spot but it was making me want to buck and thrash with need. He kept the damnable thing on me until he saw me clenching and then he took it off. "Please don't stop now!! I need to cum and be fucked. Oh god please let me cum. Fuck my cunt Mr. Rhodes, please." I had forgotten and didn't care about Nate at all now.

We pulled off the main road here and started down what appeared to be a long and winding single lane road surrounded on all sides by enormous trees. I was sweating and panting by the time we pulled up in front of a large river rock and timber home. It was amazingly beautiful and secluded. 

Nate pulled up to the front and turned off the car. He opened his door and then came back and opened my door. I looked at Mr. Rhodes and whimpered. I could barely speak from the sweet torture he was putting me through. He took the vibe off my clit again and told me to get out and stand next to the car. I climbed out slowly with my legs trembling and my hands shaking. I felt as though my head were wrapped in cotton. I had not slept at all and this had been a very interesting morning to say the least. 

Nate went around and opened Mr. Rhodes door for him and then went to the trunk and got out two large suitcases. I hadn't brought anything at all, so Mr. Rhodes had packed a lot. Nate took the suitcases up to the house and opened the door and put them inside. I was still standing there waiting as Mr. Rhodes strode over to beside me. He spoke low and conspiratorial, "Nate used to be in my regular employ, but now I only am able to use him occasionally for actual driving. He only asks that I make sure he is well compensated for his time when I do need him." 




Mr. Rhodes' Pet



When the driver came out of the house he walked over to the trunk and got a little lap blanket out and placed it on the driveway and then he looked at me with raw lust opening his pants and letting them drop where he stood. His cock was already so rock hard, but he stroked it a few times. "Kneel at his feet and suck his hard cock, little slut. I want to make sure you are well trained in the proper way to suck cock dear and it pays Nate a bonus for such good service." 

I was standing there crying and shivering from the cool air and the icy hot, burning need between my legs. I looked at Nate's cock and walked over to kneel up in front of him. I took his 7" cock from his hand and grasped it firmly at the base. I started licking hard and slow up from the base of the shaft, over the head, and then nibbling the tip oh-so-gently before going open-mouth and deep over the whole shaft, closing lips hard over him, sucking hard but teasingly slow all the way up. Mr. Rhodes chuckled and stood back to watch me, "That's it Sophia, show me how you can milk a cock with that incredible mouth of yours." I sat back on my heels feeling every bit of the burning on my clitty, and took his balls into my mouth and tongued them against my palate, being careful with my teeth. I began to suck and slurp he let out a low groan, I kept tugging on his shaft simultaneously. My other hand reached up and cupped his balls into my hand. My fingers gently caressed his sac, my middle finger lightly massaging the spot right between his asshole and his balls. I licked around the head and nibbled his pronounced ridge while hungrily looking up into his face. His eyes were closed and his head was tilting back. "Oh fuck me. What a fantastic little cock sucker you have here Mr. Rhodes. Can you take me all in? Open your throat little girl." With that he took my head in his hands and started to shove his cock deep into my throat. I gagged, but he just kept forcing my face back and forth until his cock hit the back of my throat. I relaxed my throat and I stopped gagging. I let my finger slip back to his little hole and I played with the rim until he let out a loud cry and shot a huge amount of cum down my throat. I kept my mouth on his jerking and spewing cock until I had drained every bit of his load. 

I released his cock and licked my lips while I looked over at Mr. Rhodes, who was watching me with all his attention. "Very nice Sophia, you seem to need very little in the way of training in this department. We may have to teach you a little more about relaxing your throat so you don't gag, but all in all an impressive performance."

Mr. Rhodes handed Nate several hundred dollar bills, "You may go now Nate, here is the rest of your fee, and I will see you at 6:00pm in three days."

"Yes sir, Mr. Rhodes." Nate said as he pulled up his boxers and pants. Zipping them and looking down at me, still kneeling at his feet.

"Come here now Sophia, Nate must get his blanket back and you must get into the house now." I rose and walked to stand beside Mr. Rhodes. His face told me he was proud of me and I felt my heart soar. His eyes were twinkling and he smiled warmly into my eyes before turning and leading the way into the house.

I walked into the beautiful house with Nate's cum coating my lips and throat. My knees were red from kneeling on the hard driveway even though I had been on a blanket. My body was trembling with cold and trepidation. The house was a low ranch style on a hill overlooking a beautiful view of a small valley and more towering mountains shrouded in fog. The entrance way opened up on the left into a large living area with a low leather couches and chairs. These were surrounded with thick rugs on a plank wood floor. Then on the right was a large kitchen and dining area with a large stainless steel island with cupboards and shelves on the bottom. There was a large pot rack hanging over this island and it was empty of any pots or pans at all. It struck me as strange at the time. The ceilings were tall and the kitchen was an open truss design. It was breathtaking. Mr. Rhodes looked at me and saw that I was shivering with cold. He gently took my arm and led me through the living area and through two large French doors into a huge Master bedroom. There was a carved wood four poster bed with a wrought iron canopy in the center of the room against the wall with a bank of windows across the room. This entire side of the house was banked with windows in all the rooms including the master bath. We walked straight through the bedroom and into a large tiled bathroom with a huge rock shower surrounded by glass and a large roman tub at the edge of the windows. The tub was huge and could easily fit a large number of people. Mr. Rhodes leaned over and plugged the large drain with the lever and started the massive tub filling with steamy water. I was amazed at the luxury around me and stared at him as he rose to get some large towels out of a cupboard on the wall. There were large mirrors everywhere; they made the bathroom seem even more enormous. I could see my reflection, I looked so small with my arms in front of me and my shoulders hunched forward. My long golden blond hair was a rat's nest and I had the look of a scared animal in my eye and this tall, almost regal man was walking to where there were two large deep sinks in a huge slab of granite. He opened a drawer underneath and pulled out a toothbrush and a hair brush, both still in their packaging. I watched him carefully and nervously. He looked up into the mirror and nodded for me to come to him. I moved toward him silently and he turned and looked at me with a large smile. 

He spoke slowly and softly, "You are a profound submissive Sophia. I am so in awe of how you have behaved. You will be my little pet for the rest of your time here in the mountains. No one else will come or bother us at all. This means that you will serve me and I will take care of you and we will get to know each other very well." Then he took me in his arms and pulled me into his tall body tightly. I felt so warm and my heart fell into my mouth and I started to cry, which quickly turned into sobbing. My body shook and my trembling deepened until I could no longer stand upright by myself. He held me tightly and kissed my hair and mumbled that I was very dear to him. I felt his hands rubbing my back and hips; he made me feel loved and cared for like a child. He stepped back after I had regained some control and he led me silently to the tub. He stood next to it and said, "Undress me now Sophia."

I felt I could do anything and everything for him now. I stepped toward him and then knelt at his feet and untied his shoes, slipping them off with his socks. I placed them behind me and knelt up to undo his long brown leather belt. I opened his trousers and let them fall to his feet. I knew his body by now and I loved the feeling of being able to finally bathe him without the fear or anxiety of being caught. I loved his deep commanding voice that rumbled my name and caressed my ear. I lifted one foot and pulled the leg off and then the other. I knelt up while doing this so as to press my hair against the large bulge I knew was above my head. 

I looked up into his face and brought my cold fingers to the edge of his underwear. I scraped a fingernail underneath the border of the material. I nuzzled my face into his balls covered by the fabric, my panting making him moist with my breath. I pressed my nose into the base of his thick shaft and moaned with need. Mr. Rhodes had the most amazing cock I had ever seen and I wanted to worship it unlike I had been unable to do so far. I still had the taste of Nate in my mouth, but this was his cock, a cock I was fascinated by, a challenge, a kinky indulgence. Its girth alone made sucking it fully impossible and I was still waiting to see if I could take it all inside my hungry pussy. I pulled his underwear out from his body and I pulled them down to his ankles, while I was bent over trying to get them off his feet, I heard Mr. Rhodes chuckle and pull his polo shirt off over his head. 

I started to rise to grasp his gorgeous meat and he stepped back and told me to "get into the tub now", with a firm tone. I looked at him with amazement, stood slowly and stepped over the marble tile wall of the Roman style bath, which could easily have doubled as a small pool. It was only about halfway full at this point, so I followed Mr. Rhodes to the wall next to the windows and sat down. He pulled me into his body and we sat there looking out at the view for a few minutes when he slid me up over his lap and then he flipped me over with my bottom kept high in the air by his other hand. I saw out of the corner of my eye his free hand rise up and then come down with force on my ass, it came down again and again and I struggled to get away but he was much stronger than I had imagined. He kept me there and I started to cry out in pain and anger, "Hey stop, ouch, that hurts!!" But his hand slapped my bottom until there were big red patches on both cheeks and I was crying in earnest. Then he turned me back over and he began to roughly wash off the Bengay from my clitty with a soapy washcloth. Then he pressed a large gnarled finger into my pussy and wiggled it around the slippery tunnel. I was so wet from his torturing me in the car and sucking Nate for him. He pushed me to the side of the long tiled edge of the bath and suddenly he shoved my head down onto the floor of the bathroom and my ass was draped over the thick tiled wall. It hurt me a little and I struggled to get more comfortable, but he pressed me hard and all of a sudden I felt my hair being wrapped around his hand and forcing me to press my face into the tiled floor. My legs spread roughly by another hand and his fingers dipping into me to spread my juices. He let go of my hair and took both hands and spread my ass cheeks so wide and he started to lick and suck my asshole and my pussy with his tongue and mouth. I felt as if I were being devoured when he bit me hard on my pussy lips with his teeth. I cried out and tried to rise up, but he growled at me and shoved me back with one hand while his mouth sucked in my entire labia and I felt a finger invade my little ass with a huge amount of spittle. His mouth made me feel like I had a lake down there and before I knew what was happening, he kneeled up behind me and sank his huge monster cock into me in one push. It was so fucking big and he stretched me so much and there was a bit of pain, but I had never felt so full and stuffed in all my life. I groaned out loud as he held me down and began to fuck me with such rough force I felt as if I were being raped. It was scary and exhilarating all at once. He bent and bit my back until I screamed out and jumped in pain and yet, it felt so good. His mouth began to bite me all over in hard strong bites as he slid in and out of my engorged pussy with his monster cock. He slammed into me to hit my cervix again and again with force and violence. I had never felt the way I felt right then and never knew I could ever feel that way about anyone in my life. He was hurting me and I felt so turned on by it all. He was raping me with such a rage and yet it made me feel loved like never before. He kept one arm over my back with enough weight that I could not move an inch and he growled loud enough to be heard over the running water that I was a tight little slut that he was going to rape every chance he could. I was his slut to do with what he pleased, including giving me to anyone he liked. "The way you sucked Nate's cock told me so much about how well you have learned the art of pleasing men. You are the horniest slut I have ever seen. You get used by four old men in one night and you leave like you still haven't had enough. Your pussy is so fucking tight, but I am going to stretch it out and fill it with my cum. Your pussy is mine, your mouth is mine, your titties are mine." And with that he reached under me and twisted my nipple in his fingers so hard I screamed out and started to buck and thrash again. "Oh yes, buck and resist. I love a bitch that can try to resist me and my fucking monster. Anyone can fist you now you fucking horny bitch. Your pussy is going to be so stretched out from my cock that we will have to teach you to tighten it back up, so every time I fuck you it feels just like this. So fucking tight it almost hurts, you fucking slut." He spanked me sharply and his cock slammed into me hard. My pussy felt battered and torn. His cock hit my cervix roughly again and again. I was torn between pain and pleasure in every sense. His huge meaty cock ripped into me again and again until I felt it swell and pulse his globs of white cum into the depths of my cunt. He left his cock inside me and he was panting from the exertion.

When he pulled out of me, and he had regained his breath, he spoke softly and lovingly, "My good little girl got fucked like a slut. I hope I did not hurt you too much, but it is for my fulfillment to hurt you while I fuck you Sophia. I am a lifelong sadist that needs resistance and pain to be truly happy." He softly caressed my back and pulled me back into the tub with him. 

On the ledge of the walled tub was a vast array of soaps, shampoos, gels, bars of soap in a large basket and another basket held loofahs, back brushes, nail brushes, pumice stones and sea sponges. He leaned over and grabbed a sea sponge and some coconut body soap and opened the bottle and let it drizzle on the sponge. I felt a tear fall down my cheek silently as he smiled softly into my face as he started to soap up my upper body, rubbing in big circles over my shoulders and breasts, making sure he scratched over one of my nipples. He rubbed my upper body while looking into my blue eyes and speaking to me very softly, "Your titties are so perfect Sophia." He leaned down and he took my face into his big hands and kissed me. My mouth opened for him and my tongue flicked lightly at his lower lip as he hungrily sucked my lips with his. His tongue and mine met and we fucked each other's mouths slowly and passionately. I had never been kissed like this before and I felt my body respond to the passion as I pressed my titties into his chest.

When we broke the kiss, I leaned back with my face flushed. He reached over and turned the large lever and the water flow stopped. The only sound now was from our breathing and the lapping of the water against the side of tub. He pulled me up against him and took my face in his fingers and tilted my face to his, "You have not slept and you look exhausted so I want to take care of you and put you to bed. I have some things to do while you are sleeping. Here are some rules for you while you are here: You will be my pet, so you will sleep at the foot of my bed, not in it. You are not to relieve yourself at all in the house; you will be taken outside like any pet. You will squat and make water or defecate outside in a designated area. When you have to go outside you will whimper like a dog at the back door. I will leash you up and take you out every time, even if it is at night. You will wake up every morning and lick my cock for me, when I am satisfied you will go prepare our breakfast and then clean up. You are here to serve me and learn what it means to be my pet. You will not ask questions unless I specifically ask if you need clarifications or elaboration. Do you understand everything I have said to you so far?" I nodded my head and he smiled at me. "Your legs will be apart for me at all times and if I ask you to present to me, then you will pull your outer labia open for me and keep it open until I release you. I would like you to rinse well now and help me to get out and dry off."

I looked over at the pile of big soft towels and I rose to step out of the enormous tub. My dripping body felt warm in the large tiled room, the floor was heated and it radiated upwards to make me feel very comfortable. I turned toward Mr. Rhodes with the towel open and ready, he rose and stepped out towards me and I wrapped the towel around him and turned to get another to dry him. My body dropped to the floor and I felt the pain in my pussy where he had ravaged me so savagely as I rubbed his legs and feet carefully and thoroughly. I rose, feeling every bit of the soreness, and dried his arms and moved around to dry his back when his towel fell to the floor and I bent to pick it up and he spoke to me in a low tone. "Sophia you may dry yourself now and I will take you to your sleeping place." While he spoke he went to a closet and got a large bathrobe out and put it on, along with some slippers. He motioned for me to follow and I rose to from the floor to walk with him. "Sophia, I want you to stay on the floor and crawl behind me. You will be on all fours for the entire stay unless I tell you to rise." I opened my mouth to protest, but the look on his face made me stop. I looked down at the hard warm tile and started to feel overwhelmed and exhausted. I began to cry again and Mr. Rhodes walked over and pats my head. "Poor little thing so tired and yet we still have one chore before you get sent off to sleep. He took my long hair in his hand and pulled me up onto my hands and knees, I was crying quietly and I yelped a little when I felt my wet stringy hair being pulled tightly by his surprisingly strong hand. He leaned down and spread my thighs wide and stroked up the curve of my ass to my open battered pussy lips, his fingers dipping inside of me, stroking my swollen and sore labia and rubbing my protruding clit. I rocked back onto him and he groaned and whispered about the soft tight pussy in front of him. I was starting to whimper, because I was so sore from his raping me. The roller coaster ride of being so hot and then raped so brutally by a man I felt myself becoming emotionally attached to was making my head hurt.

"It is time to get you to bed." He pulled my hair still wrapped around his hand and led me to start crawling behind him. When I started after him, he let go and it dropped in my face and I had to toss my head so I could see where I was going. We walked out into the master bedroom where Mr. Rhodes pulled open a wide door and walked into a large walk-in closet. Inside were shelves and drawers lining the walls with the exception of a set of trifold mirrors on one side, and there was a chaise in the center of the fairly large room. The shelves and drawers were all labeled neatly with printed labels. There was a shelf with wedge pillows and roll pillows of different sizes and colors. The other shelves had different weight ropes, harnesses, long bars labeled, "spreader bars", "suspension equipment", and "restraints". Then there were the large lower shelves which had all sorts of weird small metal machines. The drawers had labels like "human cock dildos", "human cock vibes", "vibrators", "anal trainers", "anal beads and balls", "anal fun", and "leads, leashes and tie downs". The one that was mysterious to me said "Zeta Paw dildos" and I wondered what that could mean. There were drawers with silver chains light and heavy, nipple clamps, collars and cuffs, armbinders, blindfolds, gags, hardware and locks. I was staring with my mouth open as I looked up at all the terrible things he had in this room and what it would mean to me for these three days. 

He opened the drawer marked "collars and cuffs" and took out a thinner silver choker type necklace and he turned to me and bent to place the sturdy but lightweight fine silver collar around my neck. He closed it and then placed a small lock on it. He also clasped matching cuffs with small D-rings around each wrist and ankle with tiny locks snapped closed. Then he got a short chain and leather leash out of another drawer and hooked it to my collar. He pulled me a little to indicate that we were leaving this awesome room that scared the hell out of me. 




Mr. Rhodes' Pet



We walked over the other wall of the master bedroom and Mr. Rhodes opened a pair of louvered doors to reveal a small kitchenette and he opened the small fridge and pulled out something and poured it into a cup and popped it into the microwave. Looking at me with a smile he said, "You will have a little hot chocolate before going to bed. It is a proven sleep aide and I have the best you will ever taste." I looked at him quizzically and shrugged, knowing it would do no good to argue the point. He handed me the warmed cup and watched as I drank it. When I tried to hand it back to him, he motioned for me to drink it all. I finished it and he tugged my leash again and I crawled with him to a side door that led to a secluded outside area with a little grassy yard. He told me to go ahead and make water and poop if I had to because this was the only place I was allowed to go. I looked up at him with alarm and he shrugged as though he couldn't do anything about it. I shook my head to say no, and he yanked my leash a little and said in a stern voice, "Sophia, you will need to, at some point during your stay, pee. This is where you will do it. You are my pet and pets go outside. Now squat like I have seen you do so beautifully and make water now." I did need to go but this was so humiliating. I started to well up again and I squat back on my feet and I let my stream of pee go and he watched me carefully. Afterward he took some toilet paper he had in a little cupboard out back and tenderly wiped me clean. As he tugged me inside he tossed the soiled paper in a waste bin next to the cupboard.

He unhooked the leash and took me to the bed, I was so happy to see the massive expanse and all I wanted to do was to get in it. I started to crawl toward the bed, rise up and get on it and Mr. Rhodes said, "Remember I told you, pets do not sleep with me in bed," and he pulled out from under the foot of the bed a sort of pallet on wheels with a small mattress on it. I looked at it and slowly moved toward it. I almost collapsed on the pad because all of a sudden I was so tired I felt a little sick. I lay down and pulled my feet up, tucking in to sleep like I had never slept before. I felt Mr. Rhodes brush my leg with his hand as he hooked something to something else. I felt something on my pussy but I didn't care what he was doing, I was so exhausted suddenly, and I only remember having the most lurid dreams I had ever experienced before. I woke up in a warm, empty room in waning light and the need to have my pussy filled. I was so horny it made me feel a little desperate. 

I must have slept many hours because my eyes had to adjust to the dusky lighting while I tried to remember where I was and why. My mouth was dry and I was so groggy, my head felt heavy as I tried to lift it up to look around. I had slept so hard I had drooled on the pillow and my eyes were crusty. I felt like I was waking from the dead and I had a hard time getting my bearings. I felt something in my ass, I felt invaded but not unpleasantly, and as I reached back to touch myself I realized that I was tethered and could not leave the bed had I wanted to. My wrists and ankles had been shackled to the bed with cuffs and small chains. I started to remember where I was and my situation became rushing back to me. I heard Mr. Rhodes walking into the master bedroom and he turned on a lamp and looked down at me. 

"Oh good, I was starting to get impatient for you to wake up. I am glad I found you before you became too aware. I want you to get up on all fours Sophia when you can." I looked up at him and I moaned and stretched out loudly. My ankles and wrists jangled as I moved and I could still feel something was in my ass. I lifted myself up and got on all fours with my ass facing Mr. Rhodes as that was how I was chained. He chuckled and bent to unclasp the chains holding me to the bed. He walked around me and spoke as he unfastened me. "You can feel that we are starting your training for anal play. You have a training plug in you now and it is the smallest of them. You took it in beautifully since I made sure I kept you stimulated the entire time," he reached over and turned off a little clamshell looking thing on my pussy, "and you were sleeping so soundly." He chuckled again at this. He took the leash he had before and hooked into my collar and I groaned. I was going to be crawling around here again. It was as if he read my mind and he said, "Now do you remember what you must do if you need to relieve yourself right?" I nodded and felt my tears rise again from the feeling of humiliation. I kept my head down and he yanked the leash slightly to lift my head. "Be careful little girl or you might find a collar that forces your head up if you can't keep it up for me." I lifted my chin even higher at hearing this and looked at him fearfully. I had been silent unless he spoke to me with a direct question. It seemed safer to remember his instructions. 

I walked over to the door to the little yard and whimpered softly. He let the leash go when he saw where I was crawling. He walked over and opened the back door and followed me outside into the brisk evening air. I sat back and squatted again and he bent and began to rub my still tingling clit softly while I emptied my bladder completely. After I was finished, he led me to the toilet paper and cleaned me again. He took off the leash and let me crawl to the door of the living room. He motioned for me to rise as I felt the hard wood floor on my knees. 

I rose slowly and almost toppled over as my head started to swim and my eyes lost focus. He saw my unsteadiness and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I looked up into his eyes gratefully and he looked back with a tenderness I had never seen before. His large hands caressed me slowly and one came up and cupped my breast as he bent to kiss me deeply. I inhaled his scent into my nose as our mouths came together. He brought his hand from my breast to my chin and held it there as he ended the kiss. He looked into my eyes and told me that I was his beautiful, supple, obedient girl and that my time here might seem harsh at times, but I was to always remember that he was doing it with love.

I was shaken with this news. I felt so drawn to him and I didn't know if it was love or the need for his power. I must have looked confused because he told me, with a chuckle, not to worry so much, and then he put me on my feet and stepped back. "When you walk, you will keep your back straight and your head high. When you stop, you will stop with a wide stance. Now let's go into the kitchen and get some dinner." He took off my leash and led me to the expansive kitchen where he opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a whole roasted chicken, some triple cream brie, some fresh strawberries, grapes and pears, olives, butter, and some hard boiled eggs. He went to the pantry and pulled out a large loaf of fresh French bread and a small round of sourdough bread. He turned to a door that had a wooden sign that said "Wine Room" and went inside. He came out with a bottle of white wine and while he opened it he spoke to me, "Tonight we will have picnic of sorts because I didn't think you were up to preparing anything for me. You will not sit at the table with me, but you will kneel on the floor by my side and I will feed you. There is a pillow for you in the dining room window seat after you set the table for us. All of the dishware is in the drawers over there. I didn't want cupboards covering my view." He waved to vast expanse of windows looking out over the distant mountains. I nod and walk to the drawer and pulled out two plates. "No dear, you are not eating from a plate, did you forget?" I nodded again and turned to put back one of the plates. 

I placed the plate on the table and walked back to help put the food on the table. He poured himself a glass of wine and watched me as I continued to move between the kitchen island where he had placed all of the food and the dining room table. I looked around for silverware and a knife for the bread. He watched me carefully and indicated the drawer where I would find what I was looking for. I brought over a cutting board and a serrated knife for slicing the bread and I placed his fork and butter knife by his plate. He looked at me with a smile and motioned me over to the window seat to get my pillow. I nodded and walked slowly feeling the cuffs and collar more now than I had before. I started to feel conscious of the way the cold metal felt on my naked skin. I felt his eyes on me as I opened the window seat and took out a larger accent pillow and I knelt by his side at the table. He took the chicken and ripped off large pieces of meat and placed them on his plate, along with olives, an egg and a large slab of the brie. He seemed to be hungry and started to eat with relish, taking sips of his wine between mouthfuls of the delicious smelling food. I was hungry, I realized while I watched him place a large juicy strawberry between his teeth. He ate for a little while and then he looked down at me and tore off a small piece of chicken and placed it on my lips. I looked up at him and he nodded as if to say, good little pet gets a bite of my food. I flushed with anger and humiliation, I was hungry and this one little bit of food was not going to be enough. He still had a lot of food on his plate when he pushed it away from himself and took a large drink of the wine. Tears came to my eyes as I started to whimper a little because my stomach was starting to hurt with hunger. He looked at me again and grinned and placed his plate on the floor in front of me, "Here you go pet." I looked at him and I started to pick up the food with my fingers. "No pet, like a hungry little animal you will eat with only your lips and teeth. I was so hungry by now that I bent forward with my ass high in the air and licked the creamy brie and picked up a small bite of chicken with my tongue. I ate the berries and grapes and was grateful for the juice that was running down my throat. I realized I was very thirsty too, I had woken up with such a dry throat and I had been given any water or anything until now. I looked up at Mr. Rhodes and once again he seemed to read my mind as he lifted my chin and let me have some of the wine in his refilled glass. "I want you to lick that plate clean, pet and then we will get you a bowl of water to drink. I felt the humiliation wash over me as I realized that I was really going to be treated as some sort of little animal pet. After I had carefully licked the plate clean, he stood up and went to a large dog bowl on the floor and picked it up, washed it out and filled it with icy cold water. He placed it on the floor and snapped his fingers to indicate that I was to come and take my fill. I shook my head in anger and tears started to fall at the torture of lifting my ass high in the air while I drank the water with my tongue and lips. Then I heard his voice, low and smirking, "You look like a lovely little dog, but you are missing a tail. I will be right back." He paused and then said with a smile, "Sophia, stay." I watched with a deep red face as he turned and walked swiftly away from me. 

Coming back very soon after, he didn't have any sign of age as he held, what seemed like a few things in a scarf and he had some lengths of rope over his shoulder, like a holster. He looked twenty years younger as he lay down the scarf and coils of rope on the large stainless steel kitchen island with a grin and a sinister look in his eyes. 

He opened the scarf and he showed me a cone shaped latex plug with a fake dog's tail attached. I began crying now and he picked up a length of rope and wrapped it around my legs and between my legs twice. My clit was forced out of its hood more by the pressure on the outer labia; it made me painfully aware of my deformity and its pulsing need right now. The leg wrap was high on my thighs which left me with a surprisingly very erotic feeling. Then he forced me to my knees as he tied the ankle cuffs he had left on to short pieces of rope and tied off through something on the underside of the island. I was trying to hold my upper body up, but he pushed me gently down until my chest was on the cold metal of the stainless steel surface. He told me to stay put and he walked into the next room, when he came back he had a camera around his neck and a camcorder in his hand. He started to take film of me there on the island and I whispered, "No, please don't do this." He only chuckled and made sure he got some close ups of my gaping pussy lips and little asshole. His camera came out and he took some digital black and white close ups of various parts of my body. He started to talk in a low tone as he just shot frame after frame of my bondage and the things next to me. A torn up chicken carcass, with a large wedge of brie and a scarf with horrid sex toys lying next to me in a still shot of high contrast and brutal sexuality. I was horrified and that he would think of photographing me like this, and the thought that he would show them to others was simply unimaginable. 

The next thing I knew he was pulling out the plug I had woken up with and laying it on the scarf and then picking up the one with the tail. It wasn't a much bigger plug than what I had just expelled, but I was still not used to anything invading my asshole. He whispered as he took close up shots of the cone next to my puckered hole and then he took rapid shots of it entering my nether region and giving me a tail. I could feel the soft fur grazing the back of my ass and thighs. He threw the tail up over my ass and up onto my back and he said, "A bitch in heat has her tail up so that she can be mounted and knotted. Have you ever seen dogs mate? The stud fucks her and right after he cums his cock grows a large tennis ball sized knot at the base so as to entrap the seed inside the bitch in heat and ensure pregnancy. They can't separate and he is stuck inside her." 

"Now", he continued, "let's put away some of this food so it doesn't spoil." He grabbed some butter in his fingers and rubbed it on my pussy everywhere. He rubbed the lips and put a generous amount inside me. He stopped and took some color close up photos of it clumped up around my folds and dripping down my clit. He made sure to show me his some of his shots between photos. He ripped off a chicken leg and stuffed the meaty part into my greased up slit and then stopped to film me and talking about the fun it is to have a slut in the house. He took it out and ate a bite hungrily and then put it up to my lips, telling me to take a big bite. He smiled into my eyes and took pictures of my body tied and folded over onto the kitchen counter in rapid succession. He put a berry into my pussy and took some stunning pictures of it nestled just on the folds of my entrance. He played with my tail a little more and took more pictures of it draped over my back and in various positions. Then he set up a tripod close to my ass and turned on the camera. I was hyper aware of my pussy being filmed and he knew it. His fingers rubbed my pussy lips until I was moaning and he slid one finger inside me. When he pulled it out it was slick with my juices and greasy from all the butter and he grasped my large button with his finger tips and started to stroke it and pinch it. 

"Oh god." I whimpered and my hungry pussy leaked my need. His fingers manipulated my clitoris so that it was hard and aching for release. He was patient and slow, slipping his fingers in and out of my sloppy sex, rubbing the wet over and over the protruding sensitive pearl. 

"I love watching you being used by that group of old horny men. The way you fuck is with total abandon and you seem overtaken with the act. Your breasts pulsate with need as you cum again and again, your mouth whimpers for a cock to fuck it and your pussy and ass are ripe with raw need." He continued to tug and pull on my little cock and I was tensing up to orgasm so hard when he stopped and I began to whine.

"Please, oh god, please it feels so fucking good. I need to be fucked. I need to cum, please, sir."

"Beg me little Sophia." He said with a smirk. 

"Oh please, Mr. Rhodes, my pussy is aching and so hungry. Please fuck me." I whimpered.

"Tell me what a slut you are." He whispered into the curve of my ear, "Tell me how you liked sucking off those old men, being forced to cum for them, and let them handle you anytime and anyway they like." He was more intimate now, soft but with an urgent tone.

I felt the shame wash over me as I realized he wanted to hear about my humiliation of being handled and used like a slut. I shook my head in defiance and I heard him sigh, "Oh darling Sophia, your pussy tells such a different story than you are telling me. Your face as we made you cum again and again was pure primal lust. You loved every minute of it, and I will keep you unfulfilled until you admit you love being a slut for me. I love watching you being used and treated like a bunch of old men's plaything. Trust me; I know how to make you bend to my will if you don't do so on your own."

I swallowed hard and I looked at him with steady blue eyes and I said, "I love being touched by those old men, with their thin blue and yellow lips. I love the way they use me while you watch with such pride. I love the way you stroke your cock when they are touching me with their gnarled and wrinkled hands, making me their toy." I could feel his hand on my pussy again, stroking me with slippery fingers, it felt so good and I was so ready, I began to whimper softly. "I love being your slut Mr. Rhodes, I love it more than I ever thought I could. Please let me cum, please sir."

Without another word he turned my tied up body over onto my back and started to masturbate me harder and faster, with the camera still shooting my sex, rocking onto his fingers, gaping and dripping with food, slick with primal need. I started to growl, low and steady. My pussy was pulsing and twitching, and I let out a wail from deep within my body, and clear but creamy liquid poured from my pussy and I began to spasm and buck, the orgasm hit me like a train and I felt a soulful wail escape my lips. Mr. Rhodes crowed out in a deep thunderous voice as my pussy let go of more cum than I had ever seen come from my body. His three long knobby fingers slid inside me and pumped once, then I felt my pussy stretching and stretching for a fourth, but it felt so good and I was still feeling deep spasms of the intense release. My heart was pounding in my chest and throat. I couldn't speak at all, only grunts and whines were coming from my throat. Before I knew what was happening, Mr. Rhodes had his whole huge hand twisting inside me and he began to slowly push through my convulsing, soaking, hot pussy like a velvet glove. I was so stretched and it hurt to feel my body conform to the invasion of Mr. Rhodes, but my mind warped and folded, feeling as though I had been remade and changed forever. I loved the feeling of total abandonment of my control over my life. I had handed it over to this man that could give me feelings I never knew existed. I was so lost to him here up on a kitchen counter with a collar on and his whole hand inside my devouring pussy, needing his love and his care. I lay there before him and felt him pulling his hand out slowly while massaging the inner wall behind my pubic bone, I think I peed on him, but my mind was unable to discern anything other than the low voice rumbling through the large kitchen about my sweet submission to him. I heard him tell me a few times to keep breathing and not to hold my breath as he continued to pump in and out so very deliberately and slowly through the resistance of my sex. I felt my pussy giving way as he continued to allow for my pussy to expand for him and he folded his hand into a fist and twisted it and moved it so slightly, but I heard myself scream a low guttural scream and I felt an orgasm from deep within my very soul thunder through me and I opened my eyes to see Mr. Rhodes grimacing and growling at me as great waves wracked through my frame again and again. After the orgasm subsided he began to rock his hand slightly in and out of me, twisting it as he went and I thought that my heart would break from the deep love I felt for Mr. Rhodes. I started to cry from the intensity of it all and he brought his other hand to my face and stroked it as he spoke in a low calm voice. It lulled me into a feeling of warmth and deep tender care while his hand finally fucked slowly out of me and I felt him wrap me into his arms so tightly.