****** Mark's Story, Book Two: Lynne by Jon Swass ******
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Mark's Story, Book Two: Lynne

I wasn't sure how much longer I could take this. Enveloped in the darkness of
the closet that was my prison, I was dying of thirst, not to mention starving.
My body ached throughout, and I couldn't move around much. The layers of thick
duct tape that bound my arms behind me, as well as my legs, were as unrelenting
as they were hours ago. Or had it been even longer than that? I really wasn't
sure by this point. Being held captive in a closet like this distorts the sense
of time, you know, not that anything like this has happened to many people out
there. But... surely I can't be the only one. I know somewhere in some dark
corner of the world, sometime, this has happened to someone. Just a day before
I would have considered such a thing beyond belief, but sometimes a person's
whole life can change dramatically in the course of five minutes.

It had started when at some point when my newest girlfriend, Maryann, started
acting really odd. We began drifting apart, and she kept making up excuses not
to see me. I was ready to get to the bottom of it, and it wasn't long before I
found out that she was fucking another guy. His name was Carl, as I found out
when I overheard a conversation about it between Maryann and her friend Susan
later.

This ate away at me for the better part of the day, until I just couldn't take
it anymore. I went over to Maryann's house to confront her about it, and what
do you know... big boy Carl was over there with her. Right away I jumped on him
with the fullest intentions of kicking this fucker's ass into next week, but
everything went wrong. I got in a shot, and he got in a couple, but what I
wasn't counting on was Maryann hitting me with something from behind, knocking
me out cold then and there.

What happened then was really hard to swallow, and I'll never forget it. When I
woke up, I was tied up like this, and gagged with their socks. Carl taunted me
as they fucked on the bed, right there as I watched helpless. Right in front of
me.

They had kept me locked in this closet since, only to let me out once so that
she could show her irritating friend Susan and her boss Lynne from work.
Maryann had apparently promised Lynne unlimited access to do whatever she
wanted with me in exchange for a raise at her job, and Lynne eventually agreed.
I wasn't sure what was to become next as they locked me back inside the closet,
and its familiar darkness welcomed me.

"Awake?" Carl's voice said to me as the closet door swung open, blinding me
with the sudden rush of light my eyes were unaccustomed to. Carl laughed in my
face, pulling me out into the bedroom and dropping me onto the floor. My head
struck the floor, and though the carpet cushioned my fall somewhat, I was still
a bit dazed by it.

"Hey sweetie," Maryann said with a laugh. "Long time no see." Carl put his arm
around her, and they kissed passionately as I laid there recovering from my
fall.

"Do we really need to keep that thing around?" Carl asked, sounding as though
he had a bit of a bad taste in his mouth. "You've got me; I'm the better man,
and the better man won. He knows he's not shit to me."

"I know that," Maryann acknowledged. "But he's ours, Carl...we do what we want,
and he does what we tell him. Don't you think it's fun keeping him around?"
Carl didn't answer.

"Well, I'll get rid of him if you really want, baby," Maryann said to Carl. Get
rid of me? Were they talking about killing me??

"I think that would be a good idea," Carl agreed, looking down at me darkly.

"Lynne wants him," Maryann thought aloud. "We can just give him to her, and I
might get a better raise than the one she was originally going to give me. It's
worth a shot!" She made the phone call, and it wasn't thirty minutes before
Lynne showed up. Lynne was several years older than Maryann, though I didn't
know by how much. She was most likely in her mid to late thirties.

"Oh, boy," Lynne said, her eyes lighting up. "Mine, all mine." She looked to
Maryann and Carl, then back to me.

"For safety reasons, I don't want you awake on the trip to my house," she
added.

"No problem," I heard Carl say, and his boot connected with my head, sending me
reeling into unconsciousness.

Sometime later, I awoke in a cold bathtub, my body aching even more, if that
were possible. I was alone in here. My hands and feet were still securely tied,
and I couldn't move, but the gag was gone. I let out a sigh of relief. I still
felt like I was dying of thirst, and hunger now, as well.

I just stared up at the ceiling for now, helpless to do much more. The tiling
was white, and covered in brown speckles. Nothing extraordinary, so that made
lying in the bathtub just so much more uneventful.

"Awake finally." The voice startled me out of my uneventfulness, and I
recognized the voice as belonging to Lynne. She bent over me in the bathtub,
looking down at me.

"I've got you all to myself now," she said, rubbing my chest with both her
hands. One thing I figured, though, is that she couldn't be any worse than
Maryann and Carl. Those two had actually hated me, and had known only their
objective to desecrate me physically and emotionally.

"Something to drink," I whispered. Lynne smiled.

"Certainly, dear," she said. "Just remember ...if you start shouting or
yelling, or I think you're making too much noise, I'm going to have to gag you
again." She walked over to the bathroom sink and picked up a glass, filling it
with water from the faucet. She returned a moment later to hold it to my lips,
and I drank greedily and thirstily, emptying it in no time. She refilled it
three more times for me, and finally I was satisfied. I was hungry, too, but I
wasn't pressing my luck.

"You'll need all the water you can get if you're going to give me a bath," she
said.

"Give you one?" I asked, confused. "What do you mean?" She laughed when I said
this.

"You're taking up my bath space," she told me. "Since I can't take one, you're
going to have to give me one." I couldn't think of anything to really say to
this, and she stood up and began undressing herself. I watched, wide eyed, and
she showed me everything. I could feel my rod beginning to rise, but I really
couldn't help it! Damn this lady turned me on!

She turned on the water at the sink, and picked up a bar of soap, beginning to
lather her body. I watched more or less drooling on myself as she did this,
covering herself from head to toe with Irish Spring.

"Here we go," she said, walking back over to the tub slowly. She climbed in,
and bent to position me on my knees. She was just like a goddess, standing over
me, and all I could really do was stare up at her.

"Well?" Lynne prompted. I just kept staring. "A bath...with your tongue, my
newly acquired bitch. Haven't you ever seen dogs do it? Start from the bottom
up. I don't want to see any soap left when you're through, by the way."

Her gaze locked with mine, and I lost the contest easily. I bent over as best I
could with my legs and arms still tied, and began licking her feet clean. She
held each foot up so I could lick the sole thoroughly, and it took a good while
just to remove it from the bottoms of her feet. This was going to take a while.

With the less- than-appealing taste combination of soap and Lynne's feet in my
mouth, I began working on the top of each foot. I ran my tongue over the smooth
skin, removing all traces of soap, and proceeded to suck each of her toes
clean. She kept wiggling her toes around in my mouth a lot, which only made it
harder, but finally I got the job done, and it was time to move upward.

I worked my way up each of her thighs slowly, and I couldn't help but notice
the remarkable silky smoothness. At least things were getting better! Aside
from the taste of the soap, it was actually starting to get enjoyable. As I
passed her knees, I grew more excited, knowing what was ahead. My penis was
pretty happy now, and it was only bound to get even more cheerful in the next
few minutes!

It was then that I came upon a great forest. Wow. And you wouldn't believe what
lived in there. I found myself sucking the soap from Lynne's bush as best I
could, and licking the soap from her pussy. I made sure to do a thorough job;
after all, this was probably harder than most of the other places, and I didn't
want to fail in my duties. Let it never be said that I don't finish anything!

Lynne let out a sigh of pleasure, but crouched down in front of me and
indicated that it was time to move on. I silently agreed by removing the soap
bubbles from her waist area, and her stomach. She giggled a bit as my tongue
played over her stomach, gathering up soap as it moved along.

I stopped for a second to think about what was going on. Was I insane? Were we
both insane? I had never done something like this before, nor been forced into
anything like this. Then again, the past few days had been really crazy, and I
would have never expected to end up like this. What could I expect for the
future?

I forgot about whatever it was I had let my mind wander to as I reached her
breasts. She wasn't huge, but she was big enough for me! I'm telling you, Irish
Spring never tasted so good. I slurped on her foamy tits for a while, moving in
circles around each nipple. Her nipples were quite hard; they even felt that
way in my mouth. I could have guessed that I wasn't the only one getting turned
on right now!

I was soon licking all the soap from her shoulders and neck. The neck reminded
me much of her legs... very smooth, and inviting. It was warm as well. It took
a while to get the soap out of her armpits, because she hadn't really shaved
them. She hadn't applied any of the soap to her face or hair, though, so I
didn't have to worry about that.

"You aren't through," Lynne said to me in a commanding tone, seeing that I had
stopped. She turned around, showing me her back and her ass, which were covered
in yet more of the soap. Her back took a long time, because it was such a large
area, but time seemed to pass relatively quickly, leaving me staring at her
ass, which was covered in soap suds.

I carefully moved my face into her ass, licking everything clean as quickly as
I could. I had never really licked anyone's ass before, and I found it
repulsive, but I wasn't sure what would happen to me if I didn't finish
everything. I hesitated once I reached her actual asshole.

"Well?" I heard her say, and this propelled me into reluctant action. My tongue
entered her anus, probing around, and removing any possible soap. It didn't
taste like there was much soap on it or in it, really, it just taste like I
would imagine shit tasting. And strangely enough, though I would never have
admitted it at the time, it was kind of a turn-on. Shit, Lynne had really made
me horny enough already, and she probably knew that.

"Ahh," she breathed, turning around. "That was nice. I'm going to enjoy keeping
you around for a long, long time." She paused then.

"I think you missed a spot," she said after a few seconds of silence. Before I
could say or ask anything, she answered my question for me. "My pussy." She
stood again, exposing it to me, and I dove right in. I don't think I recall
seeing any soap there, but I just took her word for it.

"Mmmmm, good boy," she said to me a while later, arranging me so that I was
lying down in the tub once again. Then she stood, and stepped out of the
bathtub leisurely. "I'll be back later. Don't go anywhere." I didn't really
have the opportunity to do otherwise, so I waited in the tub. Damn! My dick was
still hard, too, and really aching for the action that time forgot. I couldn't
even jerk myself off because I was tied up. I sighed, lying in the tub awaiting
Lynne's return.

After what seemed a couple of hours of lying in a bathtub, which made my back
stiff, Lynne walked back in with three other girls...two of which I recognized,
in fact. Maryann, her friend Susan, and a woman probably just a bit younger
than Lynne that I had never seen before.

"I've been hearing stories about you," Susan said to me, laughing. Lynne,
Maryann, and the other lady laughed as well.

"Allow me to introduce Mandy," Lynne introduced, indicating the person I didn't
know. "She works for me too, and I thought I would show her what Maryann gave
me today." Susan giggled a bit, though I'm not sure why.

"It's time you got out of this room," Lynne suggested, walking over to me.
Maryann, Susan, and Mandy helped her pick me up, and they carried me out of the
bathroom, down some stairs, and into what looked like the living room. They
forced me to my knees on the carpeted floor; Susan and Mandy proceeded to down
in some plush seats which near the coffee table. Lynne unzipped my pants, and
Maryann helped her pull them down to my ankles.

"What's going on?!" I protested. Neither of them answered; instead, Lynne
strapped on a dildo, and Maryann did the same shortly after. I gasped at the
size of them, and Maryann laughed as she saw my reaction.

"Please, no," I pleaded, as Lynne moved behind me, and I could feel her hot
breath on my skin.

"Or what?" she whispered in my ear. I didn't answer right away, and suddenly
she rammed her length into my anus, and my eyes watered as it stretched to make
way for her entrance.

"Suck it, baby," Maryann laughed as she entered my mouth, the dildo making its
way down my throat and causing me to gag. Maryann taunted me as she fucked my
face the whole time, and I thought she meant to choke me to death by the way
she was going about it.

"Now you know about us girls feel having to do it, don't you?" she asked, still
ramming her cock down my very throat at a steady pace. As I was forced to suck
it, I could still feel Lynne coming in from the back, probing deep into me, and
the pain had given way for a sort of numbness by now.

Mandy and Susan only watched, but I couldn't see them at this point. I
struggled to breathe through my nose, and I thought I was going to pass out at
any given moment, but I never quite did. This seemed to go on forever, but
eventually they let me slump to the floor in peace, after they had gotten
themselves off.

"All right," Lynne said to Susan and Mandy. "Your turn!"

And as I watched the other two girls get ready to have their fun with me, I
realized I was in for a very long night.

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