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Buying Love Ch. 01

By: gmikeisbad



The New-life rider

The regular assortment of women dressed in designer sunnies, handbags and bling, milled around the exercise equipment set up in the foyer of an upmarket Sydney shopping mall. 

Mostly the women were just there to stare at the attractive young direct marketers in their tight fitting work out gear.

"...system is engineered as a core muscle trainer providing toning, shaping and fitness benefits to the whole body. The user sits comfortably in the saddle with feet in the ergonomic stirrups. As the machine gently rocks back and forth or side to side the users core muscles are engaged to maintain balance..."

Olivia read through the very short marketing pamphlet over and over trying to summon the courage to talk to the fit young man in shopping mall exercise equipment pop up kiosk.

After waiting for his target to display the specific body language he had been told to look for, Johan the sales guy approached her.

"Hi, I'm Johan." The sales guy paused with an expectant look long enough for Olivia to break down and respond.

"Yes. Ah, O-Olivia."

The machine seemed so exciting to her somehow, intimidating and at the same time strangely attractive. After a morning of wandering the mall Olivia was almost too frazzled to speak to the young, tall, and muscular Norwegian backpacker / sales guy.

"That's a pretty name, Olivia. Would you do me a favour and step up here a little closer?" Johan following the script he had gotten as closely as possible, took Olivia's hand and led her up to the demo model.

"Take a seat and I can show you some of the New-life-rider's exciting features. Don't worry it won't bite you, hehe."

Johan guiding the helplessly enthralled Olivia onto the saddle.

"Comfy Olivia?"

Johan asked in a tone that sounded reasonably authentic.

"Um, hehehe..." Olivia too embarrassed to say there was a ridge of stitching or something firm pressing into a very private place. Not painful, just unexpected.

"The system has a number of innovative features... let's start with the touch pad display, OK Olivia?"

Each time Olivia heard her name from Johan her heart sped just a little. She is shy and usually got a little swept away by all the stimulus at the mall, but this was a new level for her. 

"While exercising, the screen will display motivational images, just tap -skip- on any you are not interested in, and the machine will quickly learn your tastes. Like this:"

Johan started the slide show, every few seconds a new image of a person or group of fit looking people smiling and exercising scrolled over the 10inch screen on a little stand in front of the saddle. Each image seemingly a little more provocative.

As he tapped the screen the images scrolled away a little faster.

Olivia saw some images that she liked and when Johan tapped them away she felt a bit cheated.

"Just reach out and tap." Johan prompted.

Olivia did not need any encouragement to take over control. She tapped through a few boring joggers and baseball shots before seeing a Brazilian body builder on the beach in Rio. Her skin like chocolate and her muscle so defined and well proportioned. God, Olivia thought, she seemed like something out of a superhero movie - if the hero was a bikini wearing fitness model at least.

Olivia started to get lost in the picture and then tapped it away in embarrassment.

"It's easy to use isn't it?" Johan added, back on the sales script.

"Oh yes." Olivia replied, instantly getting a little red and flushed at the fact that sounded a little more sexual than she had intended.

"...and all in the privacy and convenience of your own home. Anytime you want it." Johan seeing the double entandre and smiling every time he got to that part of the pitch. 

"You like the idea of exercise in the privacy of your home right?" Johan building the -always answer yes- sales closing technique.

Olivia wanted to run and hide she was so turned on and embarrassed. She would have said anything to stop the attention but settled for: "Yes."

"That's great. The touch screen display can also be used as an eReader for books and magazines, a media player for movies and music and a light weight internet browser for things like paying bills, emails or just fun surfing." Johan's words washing through Olivia's addled mind as she became increasingly flushed.

"All that's left is the test drive." Said Johan not waiting for a response.

Johan tapped the big start button and the saddle hummed into life. At first the slow figure eight movement was a little foreign and uncomfortable.

Olivia's buzz was dying a little with the somewhat jerky jostling. The pattern gradually smoothed out and increased in intensity. 

She slid up the saddle and that hard ridge found Olivia's private spot with the intensifying hum of the machine.

Sexy images of fit people scrolled across the tablet screen.

The barely audible hum became a very obvious sensation.

Olivia was riding for less than ten seconds before she felt herself building to a climax.

Johan took her ankles gently lifting them into the u shaped stirrups at the back of the saddle.

A crowd was forming as the magic happening to Olivia's body was being written all over her face. The bent leg position the stirrups pushed her onto that hard ridge through the whole cycle now. 

Quickly it was everything she could do not to explode in the centre of the shopping mall surrounded by curious onlookers.

"Satisfied?" Johan asked in full knowledge of what was happening.

"M-mmm-A" Olivia could not open her mouth to say -stop- for fear of a screaming orgasm that might come out instead. 

As the seconds dragged on they seemed like hours and she was caring less and less about what impression she was making writhing centre stage in the mall.

"You are on level 3 now, let me just turn you down to level one so you are a little more comfortable." Johan getting the paperwork ready.

The machine quietened, slowed and the figure eight reduced to a tiny wiggle.

Olivia felt like she had been hit with a bucket of ice water. The building climax arrested at the brink by the touch of a button, she felt cheated and hated Johan and the mall and the shoppers.

Olivia started to grind a little on the saddle and then a pang of shame froze her in place as she realized what she was doing.

"With free delivery and the first week free you can try it out and if you want to stop..."

Olivia squeaked a little, her mind not fully grasping what Johan was saying.

"Would you like to go through the full range of features; kilojoule tracking, social media links, scheduler, diet planner and a like? Or just finalise now?

Olivia entirely focused on covertly drawing as much stimulation out of the disappointing buzz of level one, heard the word -finalize- and answered "yes."

"That's great. You will be enjoying this in your home by the end of the day. The cost is $32, I can make that a recurring weekly payment on your card. The balance is interest free for the full term and you can return it without cost anytime."

"Hmmm? Oh yes, um how much is it? Olivia suddenly feeling a little railroaded.

"If you would like to buy it outright the.. ah... and skip the repayments the special kiosk price is ah (Johan pretending to check his notes) one six sixty four. Just let me shut the machine down."

Johan turned the machine to level five for a few seconds before switching it off.

Olivia gasped at the unexpected surge and her whole body tensed ridged as she came instantly forming a wet patch on the front of her yoga pants. 

Embarrassed and more than a little panicked she quickly handed her card to Johan and said "No, the repayments will be fine."

"As a special thank you please accept a fanny pack free of charge." Johan putting the branded bag around Olivia's waist before helping her trembling legs free of the stirrups. "A round of applause for Olivia everyone!" Johan called to the obliging crowd.

As Olivia skulked off to the Ladies room she passed two other women with New-life rider fanny packs barely hiding damp spots and shared a knowing look with both of them.

Back at the kiosk Johan was setting up his next target. 

This was his first day direct marketing and he had already made five sales and earned $1000 in bonuses. All that was left to do was deliver the units and then it was off to the pub with his team mates.

~~~

Later on that evening Johan arrived at Olivia's house.

Sarah, Johan's team mate, complained:

"Why I'm I driving the van? I hate driving. Shouldn't you do it?"

Johan replied in very careful English:

"So, you would like to carry the equipment and install it in their homes?"

Sarah replied: "Just hurry up this time - I have no idea how it is taking you 20min to open a box and turn on a tablet."

Johan just smiled and left.

Inside Olivia's house Johan carried the box while following Olivia to the laundry.

"Just here will be fine thanks Johan." Olivia smiling at him widely.

They had all remembered his name...

Johan began to unpack it and Olivia protested. "There's no need, I can do it.

Olivia was keen to get some privacy with here new toy. It wouldn't be long before the kids came back from after school care.

"No, no trouble Olivia, I really must check that the unit is functioning correctly before I leave."

Olivia wanted to argue but felt another rush of shyness.

In moments Olivia was on the machine and Johan was straddling the tablet screen in front of Olivia's face. Olivia thought she saw an erection through his cargo shorts and let her gaze linger a little.

"Level four wasn't it?" Johan deliberately oversetting the machine.

Olivia didn't have time to correct him.

The buzzing, the rocking the fitness images and Johan's erection converging on Olivia like a tidal wave. She let out a moan:

"Ow-o-o-oow."

Johan's erection now unmistakable Olivia moaned again a little louder.

Johan smiled, the same exact thing had happened with the last three deliveries, and he knew what was coming next.

Olivia slapped the tablet screen down to level one and grabbed Johan's belt loops with one hand and unzipped him with the other.

"Olivia?" Johan feigned surprise.

Olivia was lost in a torrent of lust. 

Slipping his hot generous cock out of his underwear she started sucking him like a porn star.

Johan repeated "Olivia?" this time with a little more genuine surprise. 

Olivia moaned loudly through a mouth full of Norwegian wood. Olivia ground the saddle hard as she gobbled the most delicious cock she had ever known. 

A minute later of very vocal attention and Johan was bursting, he slipped his hand down without looking and hit a higher number on the tablet.

Olivia screamed into Johan's cock grasping his ass cheeks with both hands and they both came loudly with the help of a little squeezing and a hint of teeth.

Johan turned off the machine and thanked Olivia for her hospitality. 

Olivia lay down on the floor in the foetal position with a look of deep satisfaction waving her index finger at Johan as he returned to the delivery van.

"There you are... with your five and my three we still have four... wow you look tired..." Said Sarah.

"Yes, they are... ah ...heavier than they look."

Johan replied slowly. 

This was the best job he had ever had, but he wasn't sure he could "deliver" another four times tonight.

"You know, I am a little... tired. I will drive now and you can have a go at delivery." 

A wry smile came over Johan's face.

"Just make sure you test it out for the customers for a minute or so on level four at least."

End of part one.

Buying Love Ch. 02



Love Mechanics

Olivia was happy all through dinner with her kids and sent them off to bed early because she was understandably tired. Her new Exercise machine had completely satisfied her after a second go on it right before the kids made it home.

In her nightie on the way to bed she decided to "check on it". A good thing too as she had forgotten to switch the machine off. 

"Please check your mail." Pulsed up on the 10inch tablet screen.

Olivia sat down on the saddle and instinctively hooked her feet into the stirrups at the back.

She opened the internet browser, logged on and checked her mail. Nothing new since she checked this morning. So why he message she though.

"Please enter mobile number for mail updates." Flashed on the little tablet screen.

"Arhg - phone mail " thought Olivia and entered her number in.

Straight away a texted came through with a thank you from New-life. 

And something about features... she was tired and it could wait till the morning...

"Please complete setup." Flashed on the tablet screen.

Olivia looked for an off switch. She thought "if she had spent less time giving the delivery man a blow job and more time asking about the instruction manual... no the blow job was worth it."

So she clicked on the flashing button and the saddle came to life on level one.

Olivia giggled and thought "Hmmm maybe in the morning." And continued looking for the off switch.

The screen read "Calibrate level one to continue." 

There were three bars with speed, depth and rhythm. 

Olivia slid the bars around and the speed and amplitude of the rocking as well as the pulsation feeling through the saddle varied with her settings.

A moment ago she was ready for bed but now she was ready for another ride, third of the night and fourth that day. She felt so naughty, but more than anything she felt horny.

~~~

Three weeks had gone by since the day she bought the machine. 

Olivia stood naked in front of her favourite toy, now in pride of place looking into the mirrored wall of her built in bedroom closets.

She caressed her newly toned abs and shoulders and slid her hands all over her butt and thighs. 

This was something that was becoming a ritual now before she followed the yoga master app on the Tablet every morning. 

Once so shy, now she just loved being naked, and looking at her new toned body was always exciting. She thought she could be a model now. Posing with her bubbly spherical ass cheeks toward the mirror she thought it was a pity she wasn't 16 anymore and felt too old to start modelling.

A reminder beep snapped her out of her daydream. She had become totally obedient to the prompts of the machine.

After nude yoga Olivia gleefully slid onto the familiar warm saddle for a pre breakfast ride. 

She had long since forgotten that the machine used to ask for a level setting. Now all settings were automatic. She wasn't sure how the machine knew, but she was always happy with its choices for her.

The morning routine was set to climax her at 6.40am, just enough time for her to have a shower before getting the kids off to school. 

Along with the house and both kids she had gotten quite a generous settlement from her recent divorce.

The familiar warm buzz building to a climax filled her mind and body. The machine had conditioned her to climax in exactly seven minutes. 

Just enough time to check her email and schedule for the day.

Her attention jumped to her credit card bill. The machine lifted in intensity and Olivia closed her eyes for a second as she had trouble focusing on the screen.

Opening her eyes briefly she saw the bill from New-life was six instances of $32. Along with some random purchases she had but on the card.

She remembered the "$32 but wasn't it only supposed to be once a week? Wasn't that three?"

The longer she focused on the mail the more the machine built up intensity. So intense now the vibration was shaking her vision.

Olivia began to cum with a ferocity and strength she had never felt before. She only noticed she was screaming when the machine went quiet with "Cycle complete" appeared against the black of the screen.

Olivia grabbed her mouth with both hands and listened... no kid sounds, "wow they could sleep through anything" she thought.

"What was she doing? Email something? Whatever it was time for her shower" she though.

Looking up at herself getting off the saddle, she loved to see the outline of her breasts as she leaned over the machine. Made them look two sizes bigger. She gave them a little squeeze and got a rush from her still sensitive nipples.

In the shower she soaped up her pussy and got very turned on. As it happened sometimes, she got off on the slightly painful over sensitive feeling. 

Olivia came for a second time in ten minutes and felt very good. Like really solid but also centered and clear.

After the kids left she felt like a snack and checked her phone for the snack suggestions from the New-life diet guide text.

The doorbell rang and Olivia dashed to get it. She smiled at the courier silhouetted in the bright morning sun and took the tiny package and the electronic signature device. 

She hunched over resting the device on the box pushing her robe up and open a little to give the delivery man a bit of a show. 

Delivery men had become a special treat for Olivia's imagination for some reason.

Handing the device back with a "Thank you" and a sexy smile Olivia's eyes adjusted to the light now noticed the delivery man was a woman and was giving her a super sexy smile right back.

Olivia snatched closed her robe and squealed like a school girl. The delivery woman gave her a wink and said:

"No, thank you Ma'am."

Olivia felt the super flushed, hot faced rush of shyness and embarrassment, but also felt like she had discovered something really right feeling. 

She smiled widely.

Her hand slid up the fluffy divide of her robe almost on its own. Olivia spun around the door closing it in a swirl of pink terry towelling and red cheeked lustiness. 

She ducked down and peeked through the window just in time to see the delivery woman drive off and blow her a kiss.

"God, oh my god." 

The words ran through Olivia's exhilarated mind. She didn't know what to think but really enjoyed whatever it was.

Now quite a bit turned on but also curious about the package she was momentarily frozen by indecision. 

She tore open the package to find an exquisite black lace push up cami' and pantie set. She dropped the robe and put them on immediately.

Running to her bedroom to see herself in the mirror wall of her closet she was awestruck.

"But where did they come from? Her size and perfectly suited to her? She wondered was it a gift?" she wondered.

Looking through the plain packaging there were no notes or cards or even an invoice or return address. Curious, Olivia tapped open the internet browser on the tablet. 

She caught a look at herself bent over in lingerie and got seriously horny.

They looked familiar somehow. Olivia remembered seeing them... something told her they were connected to the Life-rider in some way...

She climbed on to the saddle and the machine fired up once more. 

She knew that she would be climaxing soon so she slid off the new panties and started browsing while the machine saddle cycled through the wiggly figure eight and pulsed through the groin ridge.

Searching through the browser history was not helping. That first day was just thousands of downloaded sexy images from New Life. 

Some images Olivia had never seen before.

The images tugging on her attention, drawing her further and further off topic. The climax was building. 

Olivia fought to stay in control. The machine fought a little harder to take over her body through pleasure.

Olivia struggled to recall the first night with the machine. She had spent an hour before she had come to the end of the image library.

And then something like:

"Sleep mode for downloads." And the saddle shut down with a blank screen on the tablet.

That was the first and only time she hadn't cum before the machine finished and she had a clear memory of giving it a little grind as if it was a horse that needed encouragement. After a few minutes she went to bed, horny.

Two hours later and she was still awake. Her phone beeped, another message from the machine:

"Download complete."

Olivia slid out of bed and quietly walked down the hall to the laundry where the machine sat. She was so horny now she was thinking about using the vibration feature on her phone.

"Please continue calibration."

Olivia clicked and the machine started up with level two. As before there were three bars that controlled the pulses and movement and as before she set them to her liking. 

The machine did not progress to the image section. This was maddening, all this stimulation and... where were those new pictures? She thought.

AND THEN:

"Would you like a chance to win a $5000 shopping spree?"

With no other option but to choose yes or continue calibrating level 2. Olivia agreed.

She was starting to get anxious and short tempered now. 

"Please rate the following clothing purchases."

Under this message scrolled a list of workout clothes, evening gowns, and lingerie, each more daring than the last. The list scrolled and repeated with the "Accept" and "Reject" button on each picture.

Each time she clicked a button that image was replaced by another. Looking at sexy clothes was fine but Olivia was eager to get to those new images.

That was it - the cloths she "rated" or was it "reviewed", anyway it was... did she win them?

The saddle writhed and growled under her and her frustration grew. 

She was so engorged and excited that her pussy and nipples ached.

Her legs aching and her pussy on fire she was almost ready to give up... almost. The soothing sway of the saddle and the humming buzz filled her with a warmth... just a few more minutes she thought.

She had agreed to buy the images... had she bought other things that night?

The saddle grew in intensity in that familiar way. Olivia's mind was snatched away and the climax begun.

"No!-no-nonono-no-NO!" Olivia screamed desperately trying to keep focus.

"NO!, God-No." Olivia clawed back mid orgasm.

"Focus woman. It's got to be in the history somewhere!" Olivia shouted at herself.

Scrolling through the countless downloaded images it was hard not to look at a few.

"Oh-God. Nnnnononon." Olivia babbled as the Orgasm made a big comeback.

"Oh-oah, who, O-oh, o-oh, mmmm No!" Olivia continued her argument against the persistent eruption.

"O- God, Hmmmmm. No! Just fo-cus!" Olivia had lost all memory of what it was she needed to focus on.

"Just turn it off." She thought "... it always turns itself off ." she realised.

"Fuck!, Fuck me! Fuckfuck fuck! Awwwwwww" Olivia climaxed harder than ever before, not thinking of fit guys or cute girls or her own growing beautiful fitness but just a nameless animalistic high of being totally defeated by pleasure.

Olivia was dripping with sweat and cum and looked a hot mess. So drained, so defeated, but so shiny and sexy. 

She realised the saddle was still going. Her new bra was clinging to her sweaty torso. 

She unhooked it and slipped it off.

Her very shiny breasts plopped out. Olivia tried to get off but the rocking motion made it difficult. 

She had next to no power in her legs now. She looked ahead to see her shiny toned body flex and sway as the saddle cycled around. 

God it was building again. That wave of lust and ...heat and expectation.

"Oh-Aw!" Olivia was overstimulated. The lips of her pussy cooked with a buzzing fire.

"Hm-Oh, Aw!" The sweep of the saddle forward pressed her discomfort home. 

The feeling of being unable to remove her legs from the stirrups gave her an unexpected rush.

Four years trapped in a loveless marriage and she never once got turned on by that. 

Now just three months divorced she was discovering orgasms, other women and now mechanised bondage.

"This was, Uh, Ridiculous. Uh" she thought. "I, Uh, choose when I Uh, Oh, God. Just don't think, Uh, Oh God." Olivia's thoughts a little rambling she started to vocalise "Uh" each lap of the saddle.

A new kind of buzzing pattern started through the saddle seat, a soft start building to a hard finish and a little pause. Olivia found herself singing along:

"Hmmmmmaaaaaarh -Uh!" 

Each cycle a little faster than the last her body was spasming in time.

Each cycle her voice louder and body more exaggerated writhing in a harsh mixture of pleasures from pain.

"Ar-Mmmmmmmmaaaarh-UH!" Olivia felt a little orgasm at the end of each lap now.

She was overheated and exhausted and felt as if she might pass out.

"Ah!-Uh-Mmmaaarh-UH! Mmmmmaaarh-Uh!" The buzzing pattern now doubled the laps of the saddle and the little orgasms started to lengthen.

"Mmmmmm-oooooooH! Fuck!" Olivia screamed against the euphoric agony. 

Desperate, she stooped down and tugged on the power cord as hard as she could. 

The Machine came to a sudden stop and an error message popped up on the tablet screen. Olivia collapsed on the saddle and started to cry.

Each sob shooting a spasm through her. Each spasm bringing a little twich of pain followed by a orgasmic cum sensation.

After a minute of sobbing and cumming, slowly, a smile crept across her contorted face. Each sob now more of a chirp. 

The chirps turned to giggles and Olivia ground the lifeless saddle for a little extra kick.

"Fuck!" Olivia said out loud, she was too exhausted to move, other than a slow grind on the saddle.

She fell asleep and dreamed of getting some more deliveries.

~~~

When Olivia woke it was late, not dark out, but definitely late afternoon. Olivia didn't care at first; she was feeling the aches and pains of her ride and sleeping in an odd position. 

Then she realised the kids would be back soon. She looked around and saw herself naked on the exercise saddle and had mixed feelings about getting off it.

She decided she must, her legs not cooperating she fell down to the floor. Her arms too weak to lift her and with no help from her legs she rolled into a heap.

Looking over at the mirror wall she thought to herself "I could be a stripper... or maybe a playboy model..." The fact she was immobile on the floor in a pool of her own fluids did not phase her. 

"What is happening to me? I must get ready before the kids come back." Olivia's self-talk more what she thought she ought to say rather than what she was feeling. 

She rolled across the floor, down the hall and into the bathroom. The cold tiles shocking out of her what little Adrenalin she had left powering a lunge into the bathtub.

A half hour of warm bath later and she had most of the control of her limbs again. 

She had an urge to taste the water and was surprised that she liked it. With the water cooling and deciding that she must be a little dehydrated she walked to the kitchen and drank the whole bottle of Aloe juice in one swig.

The doorbell rang and Olivia dreamily wandered off to answer it.

It was that delivery woman again.

"AH, oh! Hello, I um. Well. I mean I, you didn't answer before and I thought I heard you in a fight or something. ...Um ...do you want me to come in?"

Olivia was very tired and could not understand why the delivery woman wanted to come in and what was she...

"Oh, right, no clothes." Olivia realised as the lightest of breezes gave her a chill and super hard nipples.

"Oh, ah um I was." Olivia too... well, too everything to think of a reason she was at the door naked and covered in soapy water.

"Just taking a bath?" Asked Joan the delivery woman.

"Hehe, yes. How did you... yes." Giggled Olivia inviting Joan in and retrieving her fluffy pink robe from the floor.

"Sorry, did you want something?" Olivia realising the oddness of everything.

"Yeah, I'm... like I said, you didn't answer and I thought I heard a strange angry voice. I was worried you might need ...help... or something."

"Oh, Um that. That was Um, just me on my exercise machine." Olivia thinking a half truth is betting that none at all.

"Oh, hehe, right, OK. Um OK. Sorry." Joan feeling very awkward and looking every bit the part.

"So...? Do you want a cup of tea of something?" Olivia still in the dark about the repeat visit.

"Oh no! I mean, yes actually that would be nice, but there was a second package for you... not sure how it got miss sorted, maybe it came through late or something? Anyway you need to sign again."

Explained Joan.

Olivia signed and gave the pad back to Joan. 

The two women went into the kitchen for tea and Joan realised she hadn't actually given Olivia the package.

The two women walked out to the van and Joan handed over another tiny box. Olivia's hand shook as she took it, grasping Joan's finger a moment before sharing another sexy look.

"That must be some exercise machine, you have to show me sometime." Joked Joan.

"Sure, have you the time now?" Olivia blurted, a little fearful Joan would just disappear.

Olivia took Joan's hand and the two women walked back into Olivia's house. 

Leading her into the bedroom and pointing. Olivia had come over shy again and couldn't really think of what to say.

"Nice. So you're not curious about your package?" Asked Joan.

"What? Oh, ah yes, it's clothes." Answered Olivia.

"You can give them a try, I will look at your machine if you like." Assured Joan.

Olivia regretting her choice, feeling that she should have said "lingerie" not "clothes" but she had a good feeling about Joan and she had seen her naked already so what the hell. 

As Olivia put on the underwear, Joan plugged the machine back in and started the "new user" setup cycle.

Joan was half way to a climax when Olivia walked in with her black lace bra pantie suspenders set with purple velvet inserts and fishnets. 

The pained look on Joan's face prompted Olivia to try to lift her feet out of the stirrups.

"No! ...at the front!" gasped Joan.

Olivia walked to the front and straddled the tablet stand as she looked down trying again to turn it off.

Joan grabbed Olivia and stripped her purple velvet paneled lace panties down and plunged her tongue deep inside Olivia's pussy. 

Joan's tongue hard and strong pushed Olivia's swollen pussy lips out like pink ice cream escaping a cup when the spoon goes in too far. 

The heat and texture of Joan's Tongue was so great and so unexpected.

Olivia slid her hand down without looking to the touch screen and turned up the machine. The two women came loudly together.

Joan got off the machine sheepishly looking down at the wet patch on her work pants. 

Olivia gave her the lace panties from the first delivery and an old pair of yoga pants.

Still caught up in the moment Olivia walked Joan back to her van.

The school bus drive gave Olivia a toot-toot in her bra and suspenders in the front yard. 

Joan drove off before Olivia could ask for a number or even thought to. 

Olivia ran back into the house hoping that not too many of the people in the street had seen her.

End of part two.



Buying Love Ch. 03



Bimbo Dolly

Joan stood staring in silent awe.

Olivia's perfect bronzed skin shimmered and sparkled in the flat florescent over lit bedroom. Her toned lean muscular form impossibly well balanced under her now doll like flawless completion.

"They get back around 6 right?" Joana said slowly, secretly hoping to get Olivia to turn and face her just to watch the twirl.

Olivia continued to gaze silently open mouthed into the bedroom mirror.

"Um sweetie, you going to be OK?" Joan hadn't gotten much out of her since she woke up at the clinic.

"OK, did they give you something to take? I mean what happened? You look so... OK so did they give you pills or anything?" 

Joan a little worried for her new friend but also mindful she was still on the clock and those packages were not going to deliver themselves. 

It was 1.30pm and her lunch break was closing on its second hour.

Olivia still dazed, gestured toward the tote bag from the NL Laser clinic. 

Inside Joan found a two large pump pack lotion bottles with an embossed, gilded card.

"Thank You for Choosing NL Laser Clinic

Perma-dye TM and Air bead 3d printed inserts TM technologies are guaranteed for 25 years. Your body alterations including skin elasticity will not change under normal wear. Keeping you looking as fresh as the day of your treatment. 

It is strongly recommended that you keep your skin healthy as possible, please apply our Aloe and Cocoa butter lotion to your entire body after every shower. 

Further after a period of ten days please apply the AlphaRetonomax TM before bed each night as well.

While your new skin tone and enhanced features won't ever fade with time like other cosmetic procedures, should you wish to change or add to your new look please book in for a new session and enjoy a 20% discount as a valued repeat customer."

Joan looked through the expensive looking packaging and didn't see anything else. 

Without any clue as to what was wrong with Olivia or even why she had chosen the 'treatment' she suggested Olivia take a shower and slipped out to finish her daily deliveries.

As Joan drove around the city making her deliveries her mind filled with memories and daydreams about Olivia and her new look.

Olivia had been receiving a package almost every day, sometimes two for the past two weeks. This was Joan's sector so she had delivered every one.

Each time Olivia invited her for a tea and they chatted. Both of them a little afraid to bring up what happened the first time she had 'tea' with Olivia. 

Both of them very much hoping that it would happen again.

Joan finished her run at 4pm and headed for Olivia's inner western Sydney home. 

She was concerned about Olivia but was glad she decided to put her number in Olivia's phone. 

~~~

"Dear? Deary? Your friend is here. I hope you don't mind, you fainted and we called the number you wrote on the form." 

Doctor Bran breaking open salts and feeling a little exposed that his first patient had collapsed for no known reason.

"Nurse, make sure she takes her gift pack and help her to her friend's car. 

I think we will use the after photos of ...we will need to push the promotional shoot to Friday to give Olivia some time to ...er... rest." 

The Doctor talking as he thought.

"...and Nurse? Don't disturb me for the next hour or so, I need to review the procedure data."

The Doctor's voice trailing off as he stepped into his control booth and loaded the footage of Olivia's treatment.

Olivia came around in the waiting room. Joan was standing over her.

"You OK sweetie?" Joan asked.

"I fwor I mos gebbing air memobal" Olivia fumbled through her puffy pout lips and veneered white teeth.

"Yes sweetie, it will take you a little while to get used to your new teeth... and lips... and ah ...lips" 

Joan admiring Olivia's pert nipples straining against her t shirt behind her new C cups.

"Bway did fsis, n I dbnt..." Olivia stopping mid-sentence realising she wasn't making any words but quite a lot of drool.

"Kibs... ...homb... ...6bm." Olivia explaining she needed to get home.

"OK sweetie I guess you want to go home. I mean how long have you... it's your body and you look great... why didn't you? ...let's get you home."

Joan a little confronted by Olivia's drastic transformation.

~~~

Joan used Olivia's keys to let herself back in. The top half of the house was covered in steamy mist.

"Ol, Olivia sweetie?" Joan called.

Joan walked in to find Olivia still standing hunched over in the shower.

"Ow, sweetie! Two and a half hours is just too long for a shower. Just tell me what happened?"

Joan forgetting momentarily about Olivia's speech.

"Iw foot is was lasa. LA-sa!" Olivia trying to explain only to get more disheartened at her inability to speak coherently.

"Don't talk honey. Let's get you dried and you can have a lie down or something." 

Joan unable to stop staring at Olivia's perfect body shimmering in the shower cubicle.

Olivia lifted a fluffy towel off the shelf and didn't seem to remember what to do with it. 

Joan took over and gently wiped down Olivia's face and neck before wrapping the towel around her damp hair.

Olivia blinked away some lint and blinked another thirty or more times. Her new eyelids very taught and springy.

Joan looked into Olivia's perfectly sculpted face and got lost for a moment. Gorgeous, so doll like and perfect. Joan was falling for the helpless Olivia doll a little harder.

As Joan carefully dried Olivia top to bottom, she noticed that not only had her body hair gone but her skin had a kind of golden brown glow.

~~~

Dr Bran started up the video playback:

The medical chair collapsed away as Olivia was lifted into the air. Her palms and feet glued in place and she was now suspended skydiving style in the robot theater clean room. 

Her paper gown tore free as she floated up. 

Olivia's small breasts swayed and giggled in unison as she glided into position.

Firstly a blue laser swept over her whole body causing an aura of light. 

Olivia could see the glow through her closed eyes and a tingle of electricity from the TENS signal.

After a few seconds she smelled burning hair. 

The Numbing electrical signal pulsed and locked her muscles taught with a short pause a tenth of a second, every second.

The first laser pass removed any red imperfections and all body hair including pubic and eyebrows down to inactivating the follicles.

A follow up sweep from the robot arm blew compressed air over her to remove the loose hair. 

Olivia giggled through her mouth guard as the arm crisscrossed her whole body with cold tickly air.

Another arm pushed her forehead up making a little fold of skin along her hairline.

A second arm trimmed the folded skin and sealed the wound with a laser and a layer of internal hot glue. 

Olivia's eyelids got the same treatment and the edges of her eyes and mouth were widened a similar way.

Olivia felt a cold metal probe up her nose but could not flinch in the immobilizing embrace of the electrical signal.

In one action a thin layer of bone and cartilage was vaporised inside her nose leaving it perfectly straight and symmetrical.

Next Olivia felt a hard push from either side of her lips. The robot shot polymer sacks in for tiny hollow silicone beads. Her lips pouted and curled like a comic book pinup girl as the beads pumped in. 

The sensation was not painful, just a pressure. The electrical signal took away pain but also the ability to move and was making it hard to breath.

Olivia wondered how much longer it would take. And what exactly was going on.

Another hard push, this time from either side of her chest.

"Olivia dear, can you hear me? It's Dr Bran." Dr Bran using the intercom as he monitored the procedures.

"Yiffm" Olivia replied through the mouthguard.

"It's OK you can stop biting now. I just wanted to say, we are so confident about our airbead implants innovation we guarantee that your lips and breasts won't sag or harden for your whole life." The Doctors voice sounding quite practiced.

"Mffmmm" Olivia started to say something but it just felt futile.

"That's right dear, just let the robot work." Dr Bran switching off the intercom with a clack.

Olivia's recent diet and exercise routine had left her with a toned beautiful body but had also reduced her former B cup breasts to little more than A cups. 

The robot continued filling her chest to a perfect tear drop C cup.

A final visit from the robot arm injected firm silicone tubular forms under both nipples lifting them to a permanent perk.

"That's it for the implants dear, you're doing really well." Dr Bran assured.

~~~

"Hmmm, I guess you will tell me in your own time." Joan a little confused.

"Ugh" Olivia trying to communicate in gestures gestured to the bedroom and the open tote bag from NL laser clinic.

Joan walked out to get the bag and guessed that Olivia wanted the body lotion.

Olivia wanted to tell Joan she thought she was getting a free laser treatment, like removing some freckles or something like that. 

She had no idea what NL was going to do tanning make up tattooing and breast and lip implants.

When Olivia didn't take the lotion and looked a bit miffed Joan thought she wanted Joan to put the lotion on.

Olivia giggled when Joan pumped a big dollop into her hands with a farting sound and shrieked when she started rubbing it into her shoulders. 

Joan pulled back but Olivia decided this was... ...OK with her and guided Joan's hand around her shoulders and neck.

Joan seductively made her way up Olivia's neck and circled her pouty cherry lips. Olivia's eyes fluttered impossibly fast. 

Joan effortlessly dropped her clothes to the floor.

Joan gently massaged in the lotion with her fingertips and the two women's nipples touched.

Both let out a little gasp, both surprised by the firmness and the pleasant feeling of warmth.

Joan took another pump of lotion without breaking their lovers' gaze.

Olivia leaned in for a soft open mouth kiss. 

Joan continued to massage Olivia's body with the sweet smelling lotion. 

Olivia moaned into Joan's mouth and took a squirt of lotion to caress Joan's porcelain white torso.

The two women hugging and massaging lotion into each other with growing ferocity.

Joan kissed Olivia's chocolaty body down to her knee and massaged lotion from her feet up, preceding each swish of lotion with soft pecking kisses.

Olivia began to shake with anticipation as Joan approached her hairless bronzed pussy. 

Olivia tried to pull her up to change positions. 

Joan resisted, a little shy, a little fearful of disappointing Olivia with her less than perfect body.

The confidant force Joan used to begin the oral sex with Olivia being a rush for both of them.

Joan had girlfriends in the past but none as bold and exotic as Olivia seemed. 

Olivia had admired beautiful strong women her whole life but never thought of it as a sexual thing before. Not consciously anyway. 

Joan's strong, angular, Slavic features, her muscular frame and wonderful coarse powerful hands now becoming idealised in Olivia's mind.

Olivia thrusted into Joan's face and almost knocked her onto the tiled bathroom floor. 

Joan grabbed Olivia's ass and gave it a little pinch as revenge. 

Olivia pulled Joan up and kissed her hard.

Joan realised Olivia had probably never had sex with a woman before and led her out of the bathroom down the hall and into bed.

Joan slid Olivia the wrong way under the covers and climbed on top. 

Olivia eager to return the joy Joan had given her took a big mouth full of Joan's pussy. 

Joan lifted off like a cat rearing up.

"No, no sweetie, like this." Joan whispered caressing Olivia's clit softly with her mouth.

The two women locked into synchronised rhythm, a beautiful yin yang of limbs, breasts, hair, and tongues. 

Each woman teasing out every last drop of pleasure from each other, the feedback loop perfect and ever intensifying.

Olivia felt herself breaking into climax, she kissed Joan's pussy harder and moaned desperately. 

Joan moaned right back, punishing Olivia's pussy with her powerful lips.

Joan let out a deep and low pitched grunt like she had been punched. The sound frightened Olivia, pushing her over the edge to cum loudly an instant later.

Joan spun Olivia the right way around in the bed and the two cuddled.

Ten minutes later and Olivia was almost asleep.

Joan, still riding the buzz of their first sex was even more curious about the cosmetic surgery than ever. 

She sneaked a look at Olivia's phone. 

The photo gallery was mostly of her kids and her ex. 

There were a few snaps of Olivia. 

A few recent selfies in front of the mirror, the last one just yesterday. 

Olivia looked sexy and confident with messy hair and pixie like freckled face but also so different with tiny lips, pale pinkish skin, and little boobs.

As Joan went back through the older pictures there were less selfies and more just random shots of places. 

She scrolled back to the last selfie and posted it to herself.

The soft photo click sound of sending images woke Olivia from her semi sleep.

"Ah." Olivia making a timid but disapproving noise.

"Oh no missy, you don't get to play shy now. After what you did today..." Joan giving one of Olivia's new nipples a little tweak.

Olivia looked so embarrassed and unbelievably cute Joan took a picture with Olivia's phone and sent that to herself too. 

The flash lighting up Olivia's reflective skin and briefly projected a playboy style silhouette from under the satin sheets.

"Ah." Olivia repeated with a grabbing motion.

Joan held the phone out of reach for a second to tease her.

Olivia rolled on top of Joan pinning her down with a naughty smirk and snatched the phone.

Opening up the messaging function she texted:

"U R SO HOT!"

Joan's phone beeped and she said:

"Ow, look who's talking."

Olivia typed:

"WANT2SAY S0 MUCH2U." and held it up to show Joan. Before:

"SUMTHING RONG WITH TEETH AND LIPS > CAN,T TALK PROPLY"

Joan read and nodded. She briefly thought about typing her answers back just to tease her but felt a little sorry for her puffy broken friend.

"I know sweetie, with all the surgery you had today I am surprised you are not in hospital right now." 

Joan whispered in a caring tone.

"DIDN,T WNT SUGRY." Olivia typed.

"-OKaay-, sweetie it's been a long day for you..." Joan reassured.

"NO BIG BILL AND HVE2 SELL RIDER." Olivia typed.

"Who is Big Bill?" Joan asked in a slightly less understanding tone.

"NOT WHO! MONEY BILL4CLOTHES." Olivia typed with growing frustration.

"You mean the deliveries? You didn't buy them just to see me did you?" Joan sounding a little flattered and looking embarrassed.

"NO DIDN,T BUY." Olivia typed wishing she could type half as fast as her mind was racing.

She wanted to explain that she didn't know how she ordered the clothes and she liked them all but when the bill came it was over $5000 on her card. 

When she emailed the company they said there was no refund but if she agreed to try out a Laser clinic, do some promotional shots and sell the New-life Rider for them in Melbourne she could make back the money in just a few days.

There was a page of legal disclaimers about use of image non-disclosure and intellectual property but she was panicked about the huge bill so she just agreed without reading it. 

She though it would be removing freckles or a wrinkle treatment or something.

Joan could tell Olivia was thinking and wanted to say something important.

"Oh hey sweetie, just breath, start from the beginning." Joan said calmly.

Olivia thought back to when she went in to the clinic:

Inside the clinic the Olivia was photographed and given a paper gown and hair net. 

She was sat in a strange reclining medical chair. 

The attendant painted her palms and soles of her feet with a clear gel and told to press them flat against the panels of the chair.

The attendant explained:

"Just close your eyes for a minute while I paint your lashes." Said the attendant and painted her lashes with the same clear gel.

Olivia had expected them to ask her what she would like done and felt like telling them a laser hair removal would be OK.

The attendant clipped something on Olivia's lashes and she could not open her eyes.

"Oh honey not yet. Don't try to move until the gel sets. Better if you try not to move at all."

Olivia starting to get a little nervous.

"Now when you feel the chair move, just go with it, you will feel a tingle from the TENS current but it won't be painful." 

The attendant continued.

"The procedure will take around an hour, but the Perma-dye will take another hour to set properly."

Olivia guessed she would get a hair do as well, and two hours wasn't that bad after all.

"Is she at stage two?" a male voice asked.

"One more minute Dr Bran." Answered the Asian female middle aged attendant.

"Oh, wow, it's great to see you Olivia." Said Dr Bran.

"Um, yes?" replied Olivia.

"I mean to say... My name is Albert Bran and we couldn't be happier that you agreed to be the first to try the full treatment.

"Hmm." Olivia becoming less confident.

"We received the source image and our computer modelling is an excellent match if I do say so myself." 

Doctor Bran's voice lifting with pride.

"Dr Bran?" Olivia voicing doubt but not sure what to say.

"Olivia, did you use the toothpaste we sent you this morning?" Interrupted the Doctor.

"Yes Doctor. But." Answered Olivia.

"You are feeling apprehensive. That's understandable with such a big change. But I think I can put your mind at ease." Interrupted Dr Bran again.

"Thank you Dr." Olivia mumbled meekly.

"We keep the cost down and offer unprecedented safety and accuracy in two ways. We use... Open..."

Dr Bran slipped a mouth guard into Olivia's mouth.

"Mdoc..." Olivia began to speak.

"No Dear, just bite down for the next minute so the frame forms into the right shape. OK. Good girl. 

What was I saying? ...oh yes the system: We don't need to use anaesthetic because we can run a TENS signal through those plates at your hands and feet. 

That way we are registered as a cosmetic therapy not cosmetic surgery. I can't tell you what a saving that is just on its own."

Olivia thought the Doctor sounded OK but worried about what was happening but worried more about what would happen if she stopped biting down.

"Secondly and most impressively we use a surgical robot and an industrial laser system to conduct the pinhole procedures in a sterile error free environment." The Doctor concluded.

"Wait, procedure, pinhole?" Olivia was thinking this sounded bad.

"OK dear we are all set." The Doctor finished.

Olivia still couldn't open her eyes. She felt the seat fall away and a weird feeling of movement.

And she was inside the robot operating theater...

~~~

Joan had waited patiently for some kind of response from Olivia but it was clear her mind was in full flashback mode.

"It's OK sweetie, take your time." Joan said a little impatiently.

The last thing Olivia could remember was:

A snip and re-join to shorter her Achilles tendons left her with a bulbous calf and permanent tip toe point.

The lack of oxygen and the suspended position was starting to panic Olivia. Another round of laser light removed the top uneven layers of skin and left Olivia's skin completely wrinkle free and pink raw.

The robot arms returned and after another lap of the compressed air the arms started painting.

Olivia's pale pinky white skin was being painted a deep bronze with metallic sparkle.

A lighter shade of bronze highlighted her facial features and body contours like the tops of her breasts, shoulders and ass cheeks. 




Buying Love Ch. 03



A detailed airbrush added black eyeliner and cherry red lip liner before painting her areolas, widening them into perfect circles. 

Finally adding a little blush to her cheeks and metallic teal to her eye lids before adding arched eyebrows.

Olivia could not tell but she looked every bit the bronzed fantasy sex doll.

A final laser pass baked in the colour setting all the dye and sealing in a top protective layer. 

As the TENS signal shut off Olivia welt a wave of sensation from minor bruising and puncture wounds from the injection needle to the all over skin abrasion.

"Hmmmf! HmmmF!" Olivia shook and called out in pain.

"Doctor, what should we do?" asked the attendant.

"Don't worry nurse; I'm sure she is just eager to see her new body." Assured Dr Bran.

"Don't fret dear, you will see your new body soon enough. We just need to wait another forty minutes or so to let the dye cure and remove any change of infection before we break the seal and let you out." Called the Doctor over the intercom.

"Hmmmf!" repeated Olivia at the top of her muffled voice.

"Nurse, open the diagnostic panel, I have an idea." Directed Dr Bran.

Using the robot arm the doctor removed the clips and glue from her eyelashes. 

Olivia opened her eyes. Once open she had trouble closing them with the skin pulled so tight, blinking very fast but unable to keep them closed for more than an instant.

"OK dear look toward me now." The doctor called as he repositioned her so that she could see herself in the reflection of the robot theater window. 

The doctor turned out the lights in the control room changing the window into a mirror.

Olivia looked over the bronzed boobed skydiver dolly she had become and fainted.

~~~

Joan had nodded off waiting for a response from Olivia. Joan's rough hands and soft body felt so warm and right to Olivia in the bed she slipped off to sleep too. 

The sound of the front door closing woke both the women.

The kids banged and crashed their way down the hall into their room and played loudly.

Joan looked at Olivia and gave her a little push and a head tilt 'go and check on them' action.

Olivia shook her head and hid with only her eyes out of the covers. Joan found that adorable and took another picture with Olivia's phone.

Olivia made a 'you go and check on them' head tilt gesture and Joan smiled.

"Sweetie, all my clothes are on your bathroom floor. Like ALL my clothes." Joan hissed.

Olivia slipped out of bed, opened the closet and handed Joan a box of expensive lingerie and a box of sexy workout clothes before diving back under the covers.

Joan whispered:" You want me to cook them dinner?"

Olivia snatched her phone back and ordered pizza online.

"Sure you can order food at the speed of light but you still haven't told me what happened today." Joan quipped.

The kids called out and Olivia gave Joan another helpless look.

Joan got dressed and explained to the kids their mum wasn't feeling well and she was there to take care of them and there was pizza on the way. 

The kids ignored everything except the pizza part.

Joan stayed the night and in the morning sent the kids off to school. 

Olivia was still finding it hard to form words.

Her pouty lips, as promised, had not deflated and her perfect white dental facades were firmly in the way of most syllables. 

Joan made her way to the door and Olivia took her hand.

"Olivia sweetie, I have to get to work." Joan said half-heartedly.

Olivia opened and closed her fluffy pink robe and flashed Joan her sexy underwear with a cheeky grin.

"Look, if it were up to me I would stay forever." Joan now thinking about blowing off work for a day in bed.

Olivia held up a finger. She grabbed her phone and typed:

"Need lift back2clinic2get my car."

"OK but hurry, I need to be at the depot before 9." 

Joan too shy to tell Olivia she should have been at the depot at 7 but the supervisors never get there before 9.

20 minutes later and Olivia had not emerged from the bedroom. Joan walked in to find her topless on the bed.

"Look, sweetie you know I want to but I really do need to get to work." Joan said with quickly vanishing conviction.

Olivia rolled over and held a t shirt tight across her now expansive chest.

"Ow, nothing fits now does it Stripperella? Well that's what being over ambitious gets you." Joan mocked.

"Just put your robe on and drive straight back here, it'll be fine." Joan grabbing her keys and purse.

Olivia trotted after Joan down the drive in her expensive lingerie and fluffy pink robe and stripper heels and jumped into the passenger side of her van.

End of part three.



Buying Love Ch. 04



Buying Love Part four.

::In public::

Joan had almost veered into oncoming traffic three times on the way to the depot.

"Fuck Olivia, you are going to get us killed. Pull your robe closed or something." 

Scorned Joan ineffectively trying to suppress a manic grin.

Olivia squirmed in the front seat of Joan's delivery van. She pulled on the robe and crossed her legs. Her pert breasts bulging defiantly from the v neck of the robe and her sparkly bronze tones legs a mass of sexy muscle.

Olivia's toes could not stop pointing now that her tendons were shortened. 

Joan took a quick sideways glance at Olivia's toes wiggling at the end of her sexy legs and pulled the van to the side of the road.

Joan looked angrily at Olivia.

Olivia looked helpless back at Joan. "Oh for fuck sake. I am never going to get anything done with you looking like that. Come over here and sit on my lap."

Joan put the seat belt around both of them and continued into work.

As Joan pulled onto the drive way at UPS she unstrapped Olivia's seat belt.

"Just try to... I mean... I'm late and... Oh just stay out of sight OK?" Joan feeling less and less like working and more like driving to the beach or a lake or any excuse to see Olivia with even less clothes.

Olivia gave another helpless look. Her inflated pouty lips and dental facades thwarting previous attempts at communication, now she was getting a little rush out of playing dumb and Joan taking control.

Joan was so powerful and confident, Olivia was just smitten.

"Ah -haha, looks like that will get in trouble girl." Joan ushering Olivia back into the passenger's seat.

"Just stay out of site while I load today's run and the first stop will be your car." Joan assuring Olivia.

Olivia crouched on the van seat in an attempt to relieve the ache of her newly permanently pointy feet.

Joan looked over at the perched bronze goddess, the incredible erotic bulge of Olivia's Muscular thigh out of her pink fluffy robe... "Oh God!" she thought to herself and almost came on the spot.

Joan got out in a fluid motion and stepped to the back of the van opening both doors and slipped out the hand truck.

Olivia swiveled around the Van seat to peer through the mesh divider screen at Jones swiftly packing the Van.

Joan, in a rush just scooped up as many packages as possible and loaded them into the back of the van. 

She justified to herself she would sort them on the road. Once Olivia was safely delivered to her car at the cosmetic surgery clinic she would be able to focus on her job a little better.

A quick "toot-toot" of a forklift horn did not sound out of place and Olivia continued looking out the back of the van. 

Another slightly longer "Toot. Toot." caused Olivia to look around in curiosity.

Standing on the dock were a group of eight delivery drivers all looking at Olivia through the large front window of the van.

Olivia had not noticed that while she was backwards on the Van chair her bronzed ass cheeks in lace panties had been pressing against the windscreen. Slowly a crowd of delivery drivers had gathered to watch the show.

The forklift driver had felt a little left out as he was working while the others gawked.

Olivia at first didn't see the group of men standing on the dock and waved a nervous wave at the forklift driver.

The eight men smiled and waved back. Some of them laughing out loud. 

Olivia, shocked spun around and sat crouched on the seat facing he men. She pulled her robe down and gave the men an unintended flash of lingerie cupped cleavage.

The men all cheered as Olivia gave them a sheepish look. The supervisor came in and the men scattered.

"Ol', Olivia?" Joan called though the back of the van while she worked. "Try not to cause a riot will you? I have to work with these people."

Olivia spun around to face Joan only to get another loud cheer from the reassembled flash mob.

Olivia sat back in the seat and waved again, although she didn't know why. The men obligingly all waved back with big smiles.

Joan walked around to the dock and dispersed the throng with a few stern words through a smirking grin.

Once the packages were loaded Joan jumped back in the van but not to drive.

"Ol' sweetie, can you come with me for a second?" Joan abandoning trying to choke back the ecstatic grin on her face.

Joan led Olivia in her pink fluffy robe and high heels out of the van and into the Lunchroom where all eight men, the forklift driver two clients and the supervisor were waiting. 

The crowd of men stood in a semi-circle all transfixed on Olivia.

"Everyone, this is my friend Olivia." Joan made a hand action.

"Good morning Olivia." The men said in almost perfect Unison.

Olivia waved a nervous wave. Even if she had the ability to speak properly she had not the slightest idea what to say to this.

"Olivia, these are the idiots I work with. Everyone happy?" Joan concluded the introductions and pulled Olivia back toward her van.

"Yes Joan. Thank you Joan." Some of the men said back in mock school boy voices to chuckles from the others.

Olivia's blushing was just barely visible under her tattoo tanned skin.

Joan's embarrassment was so deep her cheeks glowed red as if she had suffered some kind of breakfast raspberry jam toast accident.

Olivia climbed onto Joan's lap before they left the depot. Joan pulled away with another hearty cheer from her co – workers.

"Ok, straight to your car now sweetie. Sorry about that, they aren't such a bad bunch really."

Olivia gave Joan a little peck on the cheek, she wanted to tell her that she didn't mind, and in fact she was very turned on by it all. But the kiss would have to do as she was too shy to speak.

Ten minutes across town, Olivia pulled into the lot behind the cosmetic clinic where she had pick Olivia up from less than 24hours ago.

Olivia started to slip off her lap and Joan took her arm in a firm grasp. 

Joan took Olivia and pushed her down under the steering wheel. 

The morning ride a torture of sexual anticipation, Joan's desire for Olivia now all consuming.

Olivia didn't need any words to understand Joan's need and stripped away her yoga pants and panties.

Olivia delved deeply into Joan's juicy pussy. The sweet smelling juices covering Olivia's faces as she mercilessly devoured Joan's clit.

Joan pulled Olivia up onto the seat. The steering wheel jamming Olivia into a position out of reach of Joan's lap.

Joan fingered Olivia around her lace panties and Olivia followed suit.

The two lovers writhed and moaned in the front seat of Joan's van. 

Seconds later Olivia was on the very edge when Joan came.

"Ow Fuck." Joan exclaiming seeing the wet patch they had made on the cloth insert seat.

Joan pulled a hand full of tissues out and stuffed it between her legs. 

Olivia was bundled out the door with quick kiss from Joan before she sped off to start her day's run.

Olivia tottered through the car park toward her car. 

Her steps impeded by the stripper heels she had grabbed last minute, her new pointy feet and the orgasm that was bubbling away just under the surface, pulling and yearning with each tiny step.

The parking ranger noticed Olivia immediately after she got out of Joan's van.

Olivia tottered toward the young man standing in front of her car in the safety vest with smaller and smaller steps trying desperately not to drop to the graveled road in a screaming orgasm.

The hopeless mess of erotic tension that Olivia had become was all too obvious.

Olivia looked at the little yellow envelope that no doubt contained a parking fine on her window and looked over the young uniformed officer struggling to suppress her state.

"Oh God." Olivia thought. "Uniform."

"What do I do?" Olivia said out loud to the young man.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid you have incurred a parking infringement." Said the young ranger in a firm tone.

"Oh God." Olivia hearing the deep authoritative voice and losing a little to the battle with her car park orgasm.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid.." The ranger wanting to explain that once the fine has been issued it is not possible to take back.

Olivia fell to her knees in front of the young man. 

"Ma'am, you must..." The young uniformed officer interrupted but Olivia unzipping his uniform pants.

Olivia deftly removed the Officer's erection from his underwear and took it fully in her mouth.

The heat and rapid salty firming of the young man's cock ushering a: "Mmmmmh." 

From Olivia while desperately sucking on the rangers cock.

"Oh-M Miss!"

The ranger having heard tales like this but until this moment discounting them as flights of fancy.

The young ranger tore up the infringement notice he was writing than then the one on the window too. 

He figured it would be bad manners not to. He couldn't cancel it and so resolved himself to paying it for her.

Olivia started to cum loudly. The young ranger followed suit. 

Panicked, the young man withdrew at the exact moment... ...and sprayed cum over Olivia's face.

"Oh, Ma'am I'm, Oh!" 

The Ranger mortified ran away with his dripping hard on bouncing from side to side through his unzipped cargo pants.

Olivia, with pearly white splashes of cum all over her face, unlocked her car and toweled herself off with a cardigan she had left in the back seat.

Olivia sat in the warm car for a while staring out into the bright morning light of the Newtown car park. 

She repositioned the mirror to look at her face. 

"Oh!" Olivia said out load. 

She had expected to see her old freckly plain unmade up face and was shocked to see her flawless bronze completion, pert cherry red lips and tattoo made up face.

Olivia drank in the afterglow for a while before dreamily starting her car up.

Olivia made pouty lips faces in the mirror for a few more minutes before she could look away long enough to set off.

She pulled out of the car park onto King street. She changed lanes and looked in the out of position mirror . 

A strange tone angry sounding tone shot through the car.

A police car had been in the lane Olivia just turned into and was blasting her with the siren horn.

Olivia calmly pulled to the side of the road and the police cruiser pulled in stopping very close behind her.

Olivia's heart fluttered, a mix of worry about why she was being pulled over and the thrill of anticipation at meeting a police officer while still high on the buzz of blowing a parking ranger in the public car park.

"We'll start with your license I think honey." The gruff if a little higher than expected voice barked over the traffic noise.

Olivia was in a spin. So excited at the encounter, just overwhelmed by all the stimulation.

"While we're young darling." The voice of the officer getting a little impatient.

Olivia reached for her purse and realised it and her phone were still in Joan's van. 

She looked up at the officer and saw it was a woman.

"Ah?" Olivia saw speechless.

"Listen hun, I need to see your license, don't panic." The officer getting a closer look at the fear building on Olivia's face.

"Um, Ah?" Olivia lost in a haze of confusion and stimulation.

"Have you been drinking this morning honey?" The police woman asked in a more friendly tone. And then: "Wait here."

The police woman returned with a hand held breath test.

"Blow into this tube until I saw stop." Commanded the officer.

Olivia felt weak; she blew sheepishly, imagining for an instant she was kissing the officer.

"BEEP."

The breath test concluded after an eternity of policewoman mini fantasies.

The read out indicated Olivia had no alcohol in her system, but was clearly zoned out for some reason.

"Are you OK ma'am? Have you taken something this morning?" The police woman growing suspicious at Olivia's continued silence and spacy demeanor.

Olivia wanted to tell the police woman she had trouble talking since her lip injections and dental work yesterday but all that came out was:

"Um, no?"

"Step out of the car please ma'am." The police woman said in an authoritative tone.

Olivia fumbled with her seat-belt. In her unfocused state she had clipped the tie of her robe in the seat-belt buckle slot.

She tugged away at it but the buckle was stuck firm. 

Olivia could tell the police woman was getting agitated so she ducked under the belt, spun out of the robe and stepped out on to the street in her black lace lingerie and heels.

The police woman a little shocked at first reverted back to her training:

"You are being arrested for suspicion of driving under the influence of a drug. Spread your legs and place your hands on the car."

A tidal wave of honking horns from the passing traffic drowned out what the police woman said next. 

The image of the police woman bending Olivia over her car in high heels and lace underwear too much for the stream of mid-morning traffic to ignore.

The Police woman briefly patted Olivia down. Each quick practiced movement designed to detect concealed objects but pushing Olivia over the brink. 

Olivia's mind completely frazzled by an onslaught of erotic fantasy come to life.

The sound of the Police woman removing her handcuffs from the holster made Olivia moan in a breathy pang of ecstasy. 

The Police woman felt Olivia writhe and got a little turned on as she handcuffed Olivia's hands behind her back.

Olivia felt the warm metal along with the gritty dust as she brushed against the car fender and the firmness of the police woman's controlling hands. She let out a fluttering gasp and shuttered all over.

The police woman instinctively knew this was a sign of sexual submission but continued on with a sense of power and authority.

Olivia's stripper heels clip-clopped as she was walked along in front of the female police officer and escorted her into the back of her cruiser. 

The traffic honking on busy King Street Newtown escalated, now mostly due to the traffic jam this spectacle was generating. And perhaps the hot lingerie chick being handcuffed my an attractive police woman. 

Olivia felt the police woman's hand on her head as she was bent over and inserted into the back of the police cruiser.

The police officer got back into the front of the car and shared a look and a wink with her partner. 

As they drove off Olivia had to sit forward on the seat in the middle because her hands were cuffed behind her.

As they came to a red light Olivia slid forward pressing her breasts up against the mesh of the back seat security divider.

The police woman looked at Olivia's breasts pressed against the mesh and took the hand of her partner as a signal to take a look.

The officer's partner looked around and whispered something into the driver's ear.

Another few blocks went by and the police woman said: "OK. But just this once OK?"

The driver turned on the sirens and made a u turn. They sped back up the road they had just come down.

A fast stop pressed Olivia's tear drop breasts again, spilling little diamonds of bronzed flesh through the holes as the mesh screen took her weight.

Olivia had not been watching where they were going. She was fixated only on the two female officers holding hands as they drove along.

"God Jenny I don't know?" Said officer Cathy to her stocky short haired partner.

"Look Cat', it's up to you. I mean she's obviously out of it... haha... and in to you. I mean why did you even tell me this fantasy of you didn't want to try it?" 

Jenny knowing exactly how to push her partner's buttons.

The two female police officers shared a look. A little smirk from Officer Jenny promoting a big smile from Officer Cathy. 

"I did the last one. It's your turn now." Officer Jenny goaded.

"I'm going for it." Officer Cathy quickly opening the driver's door, slipping out the door and opening up the back.

Officer Jenny took out her phone and started taking pictures.

Olivia didn't mind the butch female officer taking her picture and tried to make a sexy pose in her hand cuffed curled up on the back seat kind of way.

Officer Cathy took out her tong – fa police baton before she got into the back seat with Olivia. "Pucker up darling." Said the police woman in a gruff voice.

Olivia made a kiss face and leaned into Cathy. 

Their lips almost touching when Officer Cathy pulled back and slapped Olivia hard across the face.

"I don't think so slut." The police woman's voice obviously filled with enjoyment at her power game.

Olivia's face stung and her ears rang. She had never been struck like that, and never been such a powerless position. The shame and humiliation burned as much as her slapped face.

"Careful not to break her Cat. We wouldn't want to miss the rest of the performance." Officer Jenny mocked.

Officer Cathy grabbed Olivia by the face and squeezed her mouth open by pushing her fingers into Olivia's cheeks.

"Take it slut. Take it all." Officer Cathy's voice full of dominance and menace.

Olivia tasted the familiar scent of latex as the police woman slid the point of the t shaped baton handle into her mouth.

The police woman in the front seat had switched to video and was grinning and rubbing herself with her free hand. 

Olivia could tell she wanted to say something but kept silent for some reason.

Once the handle was good and coated with saliva Officer Cathy slid the long end of the tong – fa into the gap between the seat and back rest leaving only the T shaped handle poking out making a V with the short end of the baton.

"OK darling, it's show time." Officer Cathy maneuvered Olivia around to face front and pressed her down onto the handle.

The condom covered baton handle slid into Olivia's wet pussy smoothly and all three woman felt a rush, although for different reasons.

Officer Cathy said: "Wow slut, you didn't even try to resist. Just a little further and we can start the show.

Taking a second pair of cuffs the police woman pulled Olivia down the full length of the baton handle and cuffed her hands to the seat belt clip.

Olivia was skewered on the baton and the handcuffs made it impossible for her to slide off it. 

The predicament causing pussy juice to drip from Olivia's stretched lips.

"I'll take that kiss now darling." Officer Cathy barked.

Olivia puckered for a kiss with closed eyes.

Officer Cathy waited for Olivia to open one eye before slapping her hard across the face from the other direction.

"Stupid slut!" Scolded the police woman before joining her chuckling partner in the front seat. As Officer Cathy started off the momentum of the car drove the baton deeper into Olivia and she let out a guttural moan as the handle bruised her tight pussy a little.

The two police women roared with laughter as Officer Cathy used left foot breaking to speed up and slow down the car forcing Olivia into a rocking action. 

Olivia's face a fury of expressions as she slid along the baton.

Each cycle contorting Olivia's face into increasingly more painful expressions as the baton pressed hard. 

Officer Jenny was filming and rubbing herself and suddenly said: "Stop!"

The car stopped short and Olivia squealed with the sensation and yelled when the rebound forced the baton in again as she bounced around squat on the car seat.

"I just thought of something. Give two seconds; you're going to love this." Jenny said to her partner.

Officer Jenny moved to the back of the car and took out her utility knife.

"Hold still Peaches." Jenny tracing the blunt edge of the knife up her torso from Olivia's impaled pussy to up under her bra.

"So, you get one minute to set them free and I will go in the back. But..." Jenny cutting the center section of Olivia's bra.

"If you take more than a minute to get those boobs free of slut muffin's lacy bra you go in the back with her and I can drive." The sadistic police woman concluded.




Buying Love Ch. 04



With Officer Jenny back filming from the front seat the game begun. 

The Police woman driver rocked the car with the accelerator and break. 

Olivia bounced helplessly on the baton desperately trying to suppress her cries of pain.

After a minute Olivia's bouncy breasts were quivering like crazy but the tight fitting bra hadn't come completely loose.

"...and that's time. Well honey, in you go." Officer Jenny said gleefully as the car came to a rest. 

Officer Cathy climbed in the back and slipped her hands inside the cups of Olivia's ruined bra.

Her partner continued to film as she moved to the back too.

"What are we in high school? On the pole bitch." The short end of the baton was sticking up like a black dildo growing out of Olivia's pussy.

"Ah, what? No, no I don't think?" Excitement, but also fear dripping from Officer Cathy's voice.

Her Dominating partner knew Cathy never needed much persuasion to get freaky.

"A bet's a bet honey." Officer jenny just waited and filmed and let the silence pressure the younger police woman.

Without responding Officer Cathy slipped off her police pants and underwear. 

Olivia's legs were in the way so Officer Cathy carefully bent them back moving her from a squat to an upright hog tie position.

Cathy pinched Olivia's nipple and slid four fingers of her hand into Olivia's mouth when she cried out. 

The hot and excited police woman repeated the action again and again and lubbed up the baton end with Olivia's saliva.

Cathy opened her police shirt and slid gingerly down onto the handle face to face with the lollipop Olivia. 

Officer Jenny got in the back and slid her arm around the couple.

Cathy and Olivia let out simultaneous groans of sexual anticipation as the weight of the butch muscular Police woman Jenny sandwich pressed them all together.

Officer Jenny took both Cathy's wrists and guided her into hugging Olivia. 

All three women breathing heavy and vocalizing their passion with little gasps and whimpers.

"CLACK, click-click,click,click." 

Jenny cuffed her partner around Olivia forcing an inescapable sexual embrace.

Jenny caressed Officer Cathy's ass.

So full and round as she squat facing Olivia on the back seat of the police car. A little tweak of Olivia's nipple with her other hand sent a pulse through both women locked at the pussy onto the police baton at completely Jenny's mercy.

The door closed with a visceral pressure and Officer Jenny put the car into gear and continued the stop-start action gently around the car park.

Olivia and Cathy moaned and gasped alternating until Olivia kissed Cathy and Cathy, unable to pull back had to take it. 

The car slowly rocked and the women became more and more frantic.

"What the fuck is that!" A male voice came over the radio.

"You remember that thing we talked about?" Answered Officer Jenny.

"You are fucking kidding me?" the male officer's voice a little less commanding.

Jenny held the mic button down and rocked the car a little harder.

Olivia's and officer Cathy's ecstatic screams boomed over the radio waves.

"That sound like a joke fuckwit? How much?" Officer Jenny.

"How much for what?" The Male officer asked. "You wanna watch or you wanna film it?" Officer Jenny negotiated.

"Wait." Called Cathy from the back seat. 

A few quick stop start actions and Cathy was screaming in unison with Olivia.

"You're a sick woman. You know I wanna film it. " The policeman confirmed.

"Well, I think we are looking at 7 at least." 

Officer Jenny mindful that open police channels are easily overheard.

"Um, 7 –C?" The Policeman checked.

"8!" called frightened Cathy from the back.

"Looks like you have a rival bidder mate. What's it gunna be?" Officer Jenny reveling in her own deviousness.

A few seconds of inaudible chatter came through the radio as the Policeman let his partner in on the situation.

"We'll go 9. C." The Policeman bid.

"11 if you let me out now?" Cried Officer Cathy long past seeing the humor of the situation.

Olivia could tell they were bidding over the rights to sexually torture the woman. 

She was paralysed by fear and by anticipation.

Physically she had never been in more discomfort but at the same time the raw sexual power was hammering her mind into submission.

"15" Countered the policeman over the radio.

"15 and I cover your shifts for a month!" Cathy begged.

No counter offer came over the radio.

"Losers." Officer Jenny mocked as she shut off the set.

"Well, looks like you owe me $1500 and a month of leave. But first we're going to take a look at those speed humps." 

Officer Jenny had clipped her phone so that it filmed through one of the holes in the mesh.

Jenny got out and set Cathy's phone up to catch her face before climbing back into the drivers seat. 

She set the MP3 player in the car and drove over to the speed humped section of the car park.

Britney spears one more time came on and Jenny bounced the car along in time with the music.

Cathy and Olivia hummed and yelped in time Britney and Officer Jenny alternated between laughter and rubbing herself with her tongue out.

Jenny slowed the car to drive the front wheels over the first speed hump. 

The two women in the back yelled as the car jostled them. 

Olivia and Cathy held each other tight in an attempt to lesson the punishment from the baton.

Jenny drove the back wheels up the sharp car park speed hump. 

The two women impaled in the back moaned in anticipation. The front wheels going over the speed hump took all their strength to stay upright. 

The rear wheels were right under the rear seat and the two women felt the full motion as the Police Cruiser climbed the hump.

Jenny with deft throttle control bounced the car up and let it roll down on the hump forcing the two in the back to ride up and down together on the baton.

The song came to an end and Jenny put the car into park.

"Well ladies, if I can call you that, quite a performance. A little sore are we?" The sadistically cruel police woman taunting her helpless victims.

"OK, tell you what, if you can cum at the end of the next song I will let you out." Jenny unsure what outcome she would prefer.

Another Britney song came on :Work Bitch. 

Jenny rocked the police cruiser over the speed hump and stop started to the next hump getting faster and out of time with the music.

Jenny sped up the rocking action to match the song at double speed. 

Olivia and Cathy panting frantically along in time with the music started to whine through their stilted breathing.

Olivia was in more pain than she had ever felt before but at the same time she was starting to climax. 

Cathy could feel Olivia's body changing posture and her face in sexual contortion.

Cathy looked into Olivia's face and felt the rush of orgasm building fast.

Jenny, eyes half closed smoothed out her driving and the three woman all called out in time with Britney.

"Call the Police,

Call the Governor..." 

Jenny and Cathy sang together through cries of frenzied passion. 

Olivia heard the two singing together and the first gasp of climax came out with an epic yell.

Jenny managed to stop the car and the three women screamed a bitterly angry orgasm at each other.

Cathy and Jenny mouthed the words to the rest of the song through twisted faces and orgasmic thrashing actions.

After the storm Jenny just sat in the driver's seat for a few minutes.

Olivia and Cathy held each other tightly and panted trying with all their strength to keep their weight off the baton skewering them both.

Olivia planted another kiss on Cathy's lips and giggled when she pulled away.

Ten or so minutes of basking in silent afterglow, Officer Jenny freed the sex captives.

Olivia heard "Where are my pants?" and the start of a Rihanna song as the two officers drove off leaving Olivia in the car park.

By luck or design she was only a block away from her car. 

Olivia clip-clopped to down the footpath in her heels and sticky panties. With a bit of a wiggle she got her torn in two bra to at least cover her bronzed tear drop c cup breasts again.

End of part four.