************************************************************************ This is a copyrighted work. Copyright by Stuffin. Reposting or any other DISCLAIMER: Email to [email protected] Helping the Babysitter Become a Model Brenda was beginning to enjoy tormenting her husband. Bob’s schedule didn’t have her “working” all week and he had instructed her to make her husband’s life hell. Whenever Tye was at home, she was a loving wife and mother, spending time with her family just like before she became Bob’s sex slave. But as soon as Tye was dropped off at daycare, her personality completely changed. She would degrade anything that Jim did. Nothing he did was ever good enough and she let him know it. She continually forced him to watch her fucking herself, telling him that he wasn’t big enough to please her. As the week wore on, Jim became more like a beaten dog every day. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The night that Brenda came home, Jim had been considering what he should do. He knew that telling her about Kristin was the right thing to do. She would leave him and take Tye with her, and he couldn’t blame her. Now he didn’t know what to think as he sat on the bed, watching his wife fuck herself with two dildos, both of which were at least twice as big as he was when he was hard. What had happened to his loving wife? It seemed like she was a completely different person now. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first night, right after Brenda had made herself cum while Jim watched, she sat up in bed and looked back at him. He was sitting on the corner of the bed, crying like a little bitch. His tiny cock had wilted and was a pathetic sight. Brenda crawled off the bed and stood in front of him. He was looking at the floor and refused to look at his wife. Brenda grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head up, making him look her in the eyes. “You are fucking pathetic.” She pushed him away and then walked into the bathroom. When she came out, he wasn’t in the bedroom any longer. She walked out to the living room and he was lying on the couch, still crying. “What are you doing? Are you still crying like a little bitch? You aren’t going to sleep out here, get back in the bedroom.” He stood up slowly, still not looking at her and then shuffled back to their bedroom. He started to lie down on the bed, “I don’t think so. You don’t deserve to sleep in the bed if you can’t even follow simple commands. You will sleep on the floor tonight.” He finally looked at her and asked, “Why are you doing this?” “Because I deserve better than what I’ve been getting from you.” She contemplated telling him that she knew he had fucked their babysitter but decided not to yet. “I know what I want, and you can’t give it to me. But you are still my husband, so you belong to me. Now get off of my bed.” She watched as he stood up from the bed and started to pull the blankets off onto the floor. He lay down on the floor, pulling the covers over him and started to quietly cry again. She smiled as she thought of him using the blanket that she had just cum all over. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jim woke up with Brenda sitting on his face. “Time for breakfast, you better start eating.” She started rubbing her pussy up and down his face, leaving her juices from his chin to his eyebrows. “Eat my pussy, now!” She grabbed his hair and yanked it hard until he started to eat her. “That’s better.” She stopped pulling his hair, but didn’t let go, using her grip to guide his mouth where she wanted it. “Why don’t you pull out your little dick and start playing with it. Show me how much you like eating my pussy.” Brenda hadn’t let him put on any pajamas the night before so he was still nude. Jim reached down and started trying to get his dick hard. His wife was making him feel so ashamed that he was having a hard time getting aroused. Brenda looked down at Jim’s still flaccid cock as he tried to get it hard. “Don’t you like eating my pussy? Maybe you’d like something else.” She adjusted her position on his face, putting his mouth at her ass. “Go ahead and lick my asshole, if that’s what will make you hard.” She didn’t really give him a choice as she pushed her ass down on his mouth. She had to pull his hair again before he stuck his tongue out and started licking her asshole. Brenda was starting to breath harder and he could tell that she was about to cum. He was still trying to get hard when she reached down and started rubbing her clit right in front of his eyes. She adjusted the way she was sitting on his face so her pussy was over his mouth again. She stroked her clit only a few times before taking it between her fingers and pinching. Her juices gushed into his mouth as she came, she pulled his hair again as her body contracted. She sat on his face for a few more minutes, catching her breath. She finally looked back at Jim’s shriveled dick and laughed. “You couldn’t even get hard eating your wife’s pussy. You really are worthless.” She stood up and left him lying on the floor, starting to cry again. The rest of the morning left Jim confused. When he came out of the bedroom, Brenda was sitting at the breakfast table feeding Tye some cereal. “Good morning, honey. Hope you slept okay.” She was acting like nothing had happened last night or that morning. He stood there, looking at her and didn’t answer. “I have to go to work,” he mumbled as he started towards the front door. “Okay, have a good day. I’ll see you tonight. Don’t forget that Mara is coming over for dinner.” He had completely forgotten about the dinner date they had made with their neighbor across the street before her last trip. He didn’t know how we was going to face Brenda’s friend with the way everything was going. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jim had the longest day at work since the day after Bob had shown him the pictures of him and Kristin in his bedroom. He spend the entire day trying to figure out what had gotten into Brenda. The hours ran by slowly, but it also seemed like the shortest day at the same time. He dreaded going home that evening. He didn’t know what had gotten into Brenda, but he hoped that it was only a phase and she would be back to normal when he got home. He was even more depressed than when he was only dealing with the guilt of fucking his babysitter. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brenda spent the next hour with her son, enjoying the time that she was allowed to have alone with him before having to drop him off at daycare. She would have spent the entire day with him but she had things she needed to do before Jim got home and hoped that everything worked out the way she needed it to. When she got home from dropping Tye off at daycare she took the bag out of her trunk that Bob had given her before sending her home. She took everything inside and then started getting everything ready before Mara came over. Mara had moved in a few months ago and didn’t really know anyone in the neighborhood. Mara was about twenty five and could only be described as a punk chick. She had short hair that she dyed a different color whenever the mood struck her. This week it was black with purple streaks. Her nose was pierced with a tiny loop and each ear had at least three other rings. Brenda had been intimidated by her when they first met, but Mara was actually really nice and even though they didn’t have much in common they quickly became friends. Brenda agreed, Mara was perfect for Bob’s plans. When Brenda had everything set up, she called Mara and asked if she could come over for a few minutes. Brenda told her that she needed help moving a dresser in the guest room and didn’t want to wait for Jim to get home. When Mara came over she was wearing a sports bra and workout shorts. Her body was exceptional. Brenda had always been jealous of her friend’s physique. Mara had a dark brown tan and long legs that led up to a perfectly tight ass. Her sports bra covered what had to be a set of 36C breasts. Brenda asked, “Are you sure it’s no trouble? I didn’t interrupt anything did I?” “No, I was just about to work out, it’s not a problem at all? I’ll just get my workout started a few minutes early,” she joked with Brenda as she walked down the hall to the guest bedroom. Brenda smiled as she about the workout her friend was going to get. Mara pushed open the door to the bedroom and saw a chair in the middle of the room with restraints attached to it. She was turning to ask Brenda about the chair when her body exploded in pain and she collapsed to the floor. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brenda had to hurry before Mara recovered from the stun gun. She hated using it on her friend but didn’t think Mara would cooperate with Brenda when she found out what she intended. As much as she hated hurting her friend, it also made her pussy wet with anticipation. She grabbed Mara’s hand and dragged her over to the chair. She had spent the morning moving the furniture in the room, modifying the chair and bolting it to the floor so it wouldn’t move. She bent over and lifted her friend into the chair and began tying her arms together behind the back of the chair. She had to move fast because Mara was starting to wake up. Brenda got both of Mara’s arms tied down and was stuffing a pair of her panties that had been soaked in a drug that Bob had provided into the other woman’s mouth when she finally came around. She tried to scream but it was too late, Brenda was taping her mouth closed so she couldn’t spit the panties out. Mara continued to struggle as Brenda finished securing her to the chair. Mara was trying to throw her body back and forth, but the chair wasn’t going to move and when Brenda was finished, Mara wasn’t able to move at all. She was sitting up straight in the chair with her hands tied securely together and attached to the back of the chair. Her legs were spread wide, each foot tied to the back leg of the chair on either side. She also had ropes around her thighs, keeping her knees thrust out to either side of the chair. Now that Mara was secured to the chair, Brenda went to the closet and pulled out the video camera and tripod that Bob had given to her. She set it up in the room to get a good view of her neighbor tied to the chair. Mara was screaming through the gag, still trying to get free. She glared at Brenda, hate filling her eyes. Brenda put a hand on her shoulder, trying to give her friend some comfort, but the touch just made Mara even angrier. “I’m sorry, Mara, but this really is for the best. You may not understand now, but I’m sure that you will thank me later.” Brenda reached in Bob’s bag again and pulled out the surgical scissors. She quickly cut off Mara’s sports bra. As she pulled the fabric away from the bound woman’s body she saw that both of her nipples were pierced with a stud running through each one, keeping them constantly erect. Mara’s body was incredible. Brenda had always been jealous of her friend’s body, but after her time with Bob she could see how truly beautiful her neighbor was. She moved down and started cutting Mara’s workout shorts off as well. Mara had a tattoo of a star on each side of her lower stomach. As she pulled what was left of her shorts off, Brenda saw her friends pussy for the first time. Mara’s pussy was shaved and her clit was pierced with the same type of stud that was in each nipple. “You little slut,” Brenda said to her bound friend. She wondered what it would be like to be pierced like the younger girl and decided to ask Bob if she could get at least get her nipples pierced. Mara’s tan covered her entire body with no tan lines, so she must tan in the nude. As soon as she had her neighbor ready, sitting naked with nothing but her running shoes and socks on, Brenda pulled the magic wand vibrator out of the bag and started attaching it to the supports on the bottom of the chair. The majority of the seat had been removed from the chair, giving Brenda access to Mara’s crotch from below. She fastened the vibrator to the chair and then strapped it to the other woman’s pussy. No matter how she moved she wouldn’t be able to get away from it. The next thing Brenda pulled from the bag was a good sized butt-plug with a cord running out of the base. Brenda started licking it, using her saliva as lubrication before reaching under her friend and slowly pushing it up her ass. Mara was begging through her gag, but Brenda didn’t pay any attention. The final item in the bag was a modified hood, similar to the one that Bob had made her wear. This one had been modified so the wearer’s eyes were covered by a set of strobe lights. Even if the person wearing the mask closed their eyes, they would still see the flashing lights through their eyelids. The hood also included built in headphones so the wearer would be subjected to the subliminal messages hidden in the white noise as well. She placed it over Mara’s head and secured the straps so it wouldn’t come loose. The last step was to connect the cord that ran from each device into the control box sitting on the floor by the chair. Brenda plugged each cord into the box and prepared to turn it on. The combination of the drugs, the strobe lights, the subliminal messages, and the stimulation in her pussy and ass would program Mara in only a few hours. “I’m sorry about this, I really am. But I’m sure that you will end up enjoying yourself as much as I do.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bob had seen Mara in a picture in Brenda’s wallet and had decided that she would be the first slave that Brenda would recruit. He had given her the bag the night he sent her home with her instructions. “Fuck this up and it will be just like the video of you being fucked was released. Do you think they will let you keep your son if you get caught doing this, or don’t do it right and let her get away?” But Brenda didn’t have to worry, Mara was responding well to the treatment. She had been bound to the chair for five hours. She had stopped struggling after the first hour. After the second hour, Brenda removed the tape and pulled her panties out of the other woman’s mouth. Mara was panting and moaning, but she didn’t cry out or try to scream. Brenda had lost count of the orgasms that had been forced on the other woman, but her cum was running down the vibrator and was making a large puddle on the floor. Around the fourth hour, Mara was begging to be fucked. Brenda couldn’t stand just watching her friend any longer. She rushed to her room and grabbed the dildos from her bedside table and ran back to the guest room. She spent the last hour fucking herself, watching her friend be programmed to be Bob’s new slave. She didn’t make herself cum until the programming was complete and the system turned off. When Brenda saw the control box turn off, she pulled the dildo from her pussy and then shoved it up her ass with the other one. The pain from having both dildos in her asshole was enough to make her cum instantly. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- As Brenda pulled the hood from Mara’s head she looked in the other girls eyes. They were dazed for a minute, but they quickly cleared and she seemed completely focused. Brenda half-expected her to begin struggling again but she sat there calmly. “Are you alright, Mara?” “I think so, can I have some water?” Brenda had been prepared for the other girl to be thirsty and had brought in a bottle of water earlier. She grabbed it off of the dresser and opened it. She gingerly held it up to Mara’s mouth and let her take a few sips. “Thank you, I was so thirsty.” She continued to just sit there, not struggling at all. “What are you thinking right now, Mara?” Brenda was a little unnerved by the way her friend was acting. “I would like you to untie me.” “And what will you do if I untie you?” “Whatever you want me to do. I belong to you and my Master, who I don’t know yet but I know you will take me to him when he is ready to receive me. But I would really like it if you would fuck me.” Brenda hadn’t been exactly sure what to expect, Bob had just told her to use the equipment on her friend but didn’t tell her what it would do to her. Brenda stood in front of Mara, still not ready to untie her. She picked up the dildos that had been in her ass and held them up to her friend’s mouth. Brenda wanted to give her friend a test before untying her “Your first lesson is to keep your toys clean and to clean up after yourself.” Mara opened her mouth and let Brenda push one in. The bound girl eagerly sucked her friends juices from the dildo. When the first dildo was clean she replaced it with the other one, letting her friend clean that one as well. As soon as she was done, Brenda began untying her friend, no longer fearing that she would try to get away. She untied her legs first and then went behind her and untied her arms. Mara stayed seated in the chair, perfectly calm, only flexing her arms and shoulders to work the cramps out of her muscles. “Look at the mess you made on the floor.” Brenda pointed to the puddle of Mara’s cum on the floor under the chair. Mara climbed out of the chair, moving stiffly from the bondage she had been in and knelt down on her hands and knees to put her head under the chair. She could only get her mouth to the edge of the puddle so she started sticking her tongue out, trying to lick up as much as she could reach. When she had licked up what she could reach she started using her fingers to push the liquid to her mouth. “That’s enough. Stand up Mara.” Mara stood up and faced Brenda. “Are you hungry?” “Yes. I haven’t had anything since breakfast.” Brenda pulled over another chair and sat down, spreading her legs. “Why don’t you come over and get something to eat?” Mara walked over to Brenda and crouched between her legs. She immediately leaned over and started eating Brenda’s pussy. “Hmm, good girl.” Brenda began running her hands through Mara’s hair, encouraging her to keep eating her pussy. Brenda loved the way her friends tongue felt, running up and down her slit. Brenda ran her hands up and down her body, squeezing her breasts. She began pulling on her nipples, willing her body to cum. “You feel so good. Stick your finger up my ass, Mara.” Mara’s hand ran up Brenda’s thigh, she pushed her finger into Brenda’s pussy getting it wet and then moved it down to Brenda’s asshole and started pushing it in. “Now use another finger.” Mara pushed a second finger up Brenda’s asshole. “Another one.” Mara’s third finger pushed up her ass. “Hmm, another one.” Mara pushed her fourth finger into Brenda’s ass. Brenda was getting close, she just needed a little more. “Use your whole hand. Fist my asshole, make me cum.” Mara pushed her entire fist up Brenda’s ass, making her cum all over Mara’s face. “That was so good. Now it’s my turn. Brenda stood up and pushed Mara to the floor as she dropped to her hands and knees between her friends legs. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- When Jim got home from work that evening, Mara was already there. Brenda and Mara were already half way through a bottle of wine and were laughing at something when he walked into the kitchen. Even though Brenda was his wife, he always felt like an outsider when Brenda and Mara were together. They had their own inside jokes, and he always felt like he was the butt of their jokes, not getting the references they were making. “Where’s Tye? Shouldn’t he be home already?” Jim had been looking forward to having his son there for dinner. Brenda seemed to be more like her old self when Tye was in the room. “Oh, I asked Kristin to watch him tonight,” she couldn’t help teasing him, “She asked about you when she picked him up. She asked if you were sick, she thought you had been avoiding her so you wouldn’t give her whatever it was you have.” She looked him in the eye and whispered, but loud enough so he knew Mara was able to hear, “As if being pathetic is contagious.” Jim thought he knew exactly how dinner was going to go. For some reason Brenda was upset with him and she was going to use her friend to embarrass him more. She had never been this way, always discussing anything she was upset about. But now she seemed to want to just tear him down. “I’m not feeling very well, I think I’ll just go…” Brenda cut him off without letting him finish, “Jim, make the salad.” Both women were looking at him and he didn’t want to fight with his wife in front of Mara. “Okay.” He put his briefcase down and walked to the fridge. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jim wasn’t completely wrong about what Brenda had planned for that evening, but she had even more in mind. Before Jim had come home, Brenda told Mara what she wanted to do that night. Mara was completely willing of course. During the meal preparation and while they were sitting down at the dining room table, Brenda and Mara continually made small jokes at Jim’s expense, making him feel more and more depressed as the evening wore on. He was doing his best not to pay attention to them so he didn’t continue to get his feelings hurt when he heard Mara telling Brenda that she was bi-sexual. He had no idea how the conversation had gotten around to Mara’s sexuality but as much as he felt like he was being ganged up on and wanted to just escape into his own thoughts, he was suddenly listening very hard to the two women speaking. Jim had always thought that Mara was beautiful, but like Brenda he had been intimidated by her. While Brenda got over her intimidation and became friends with their neighbor, Jim was still unsure of himself around her. “Yeah, I’ve had sex with both men and women, sometimes at the same time.” Mara was telling Brenda with a wicked grin. “Which do you prefer?” “It really depends. Sex with another woman can be more sensual. I think women are much more beautiful than men are. But there’s nothing bad about being fucked by a big fat cock.” Both women laughed and Jim thought they glanced at him but he couldn’t be sure since he was trying to pretend that he wasn’t listening. “I wouldn’t know either way.” Jim heard the condescension in his wife’s voice and knew that he was the reason. Brenda had never had a problem with his size before, but last night she had been so hateful and had teased him about being too small while she used the two giant dildos on herself. “What about you, have you ever had sex with another woman?” Mara asked Brenda, following the flow of the conversation that Brenda had laid out with her before Jim got home. “No, but I’ve always been curious.” Jim couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Brenda had never shown any interest that he was aware of with having sex with another woman. Last night she had masturbated with two giant dildos, shoving one up her ass, and now she was talking about thinking about having sex with another woman. What had happened to his innocent little wife? “Well, anytime you want to try it out, just let me know.” Jim snuck a look at the two women and Mara was smiling seductively at his wife. Jim was starting to get an erection listening to the two women. “Why not now, I’m sure that Jim wouldn’t mind.” Jim looked up and both women were looking at him. “You don’t mind, do you Jim?” his wife asked. “I’m sorry, what are you talking about?” He was trying to pretend that he hadn’t been listening, but he was pretty sure they knew he had been. “You know exactly what we were talking about. I know you were listening so don’t pretend that you don’t have a hard-on under the table. But just to be clear, you don’t mind if I have sex with Mara, do you?” “Well, I don’t…” He didn’t know what to say. “See, I told you Mara. He doesn’t have any balls.” She gave a harsh laugh, “So maybe I have already had sex with a woman.” They both laughed at the joke at his expense as his face turned bright red. “Come on Jim, you know I’m just playing. Mara knows you are a man. But why don’t you prove it for me? Stand up and show Mara your dick.” “I can’t do that.” Jim was shocked at the suggestion, he didn’t know what had gotten into them. “You can, and you will if you know what’s good for you.” Brenda was staring at him, he could tell she was starting to get angry. His heart stopped as he finally found a possible reason for her behavior. Did she know about Kristin? Was that what this was all about? If she knew, how had she found out? Bob had promised he wouldn’t tell anyone, hadn’t he? Jim couldn’t remember, but what else could this be about? If she did know about Kristin, why hadn’t she just taken Tye and left him? She must want to work things out, maybe make his life hell for awhile, but ultimately stay together. He decided that if he wanted to have any hope of keeping his family together he would have to do what she said. “Okay, I’ll do it.” He slowly stood up from the table trying to hide his erection as the two women continued looking at him. “Oh, he’s shy?” Mara teased as she stood up and walked around the table to stand in front of Jim. “Let me see it.” She reached down and slapped his hands out of the way so she could unbuckle his belt. He stood there, looking into the corner of the room with his hands at his side as she unbuckled his belt and then started on his pants. She unfastened his pants and pulled his pants and underwear down around his ankles. She stepped back, and looked him up and down. “Oh, Brenda, I’m so sorry.” She stepped back to stand by Brenda’s chair, leaving him there with his pants around his ankles. “I know.” They just stared at him until he reached down to pull his pants up. “Leave them down!” Brenda screamed at him as he flinched at the anger in her voice. “Did I tell you to pull up your pants?” She stood up and and stalked around the table to where he was standing. She reached out and grabbed his dick, not being gentle. “Follow me, you little piece of shit.” She led him into the living room, pulling his dick when he couldn’t follow fast enough with his pants still around his ankles. “You’re hurting me,” he whined as he tried to keep up with her. “Then move faster.” She calmly replied, not caring if she was hurting him or not. She led him to the middle of the living room and let go of him. He turned and saw that Mara was carrying one of the dining room chairs into the room. She sat it down behind him. “Sit down,” Brenda commanded. He slowly sat down on the chair, looking up at her. “We are going to put on a show for you, Jim. Doesn’t that sound like fun?.” Mara was standing behind him and he felt her grab his hands and pull them behind him. “And we are going to make sure you don’t try to go anywhere.” He felt the handcuffs slip around his wrist as Mara tightened them. Both women went to work securing him to the chair, tying his feet and the handcuffs to the chair so he couldn’t stand up. When he was securely tied to the chair they both stood in front of him, looking at their work. Jim never saw the two cameras set up on tripods in the corners of the room behind him. They had a perfect shot of everything that happened in the room, including him being tied to the chair to witness it all. Brenda looked at Mara and said, “What should we do first?” |