At seven o’clock there was a knock on the door of Bill Jennings’ flat. Bill found it difficult to believe what Graham had told him in the office. Still he had prepared himself, and stood waiting sipping a glass of red wine wearing only his dressing gown, feeling like someone expecting to be the butt of a practical joke.
Graham had said he would be sending Clare around to stay the night with him and please him in any way he wanted. When he laughed and told Graham about what had happened in the morning and how he doubted Graham’s claim, Graham just shook his head. ‘She will,’ he said simply. When Bill asked him how he was so sure Graham was slightly cryptic. ‘I will instruct Clare to explain everything when she arrives. Trust me. After I have spoken to her she will be around at your flat at seven and will be yours to enjoy as you wish. Congratulations on your promotion. Think of this as a present.’
As Bill opened the door of his flat he saw Clare stood there looking very nervous. Bill asked her in and as she entered his hall he saw that she was wearing a long rain coat, despite it being a dry and warm summer’s evening. He also noticed she was carrying a large carrier bag.
‘Well here we are,’ Bill said as Clare entered and he shut the door. ‘I’m intrigued to know what Graham has on you that’s made you do this bearing in mind your behaviour earlier today.’
Clare’s response was to put down the bag at her side and to begin to undo the belt of the raincoat. Visibly reddening and with a look of shock on her face she slowly parted the coat and allowed it to slip from her shoulders to the floor. Bill’s eyes opened wide to see that all Clare had on underneath was underwear – extremely sexy underwear. Bill was temporarily speechless. She was wearing patterned black stockings, with what appeared to be three inch stiletto heeled shoes, black suspenders and a black lace suspender belt. Over this she wore a pair of lacy black briefs and a matching lacy uplift bra.
Clare put her right leg across her left and with her hands at her sides and posed as Graham had instructed so that Bill could look her over. After a second or two she began to turn to her left, pausing briefly side on to pose again sticking out her chest and butt to give Bill the opportunity to drink in the sight. She then continued around to pose with her back to him. After briefly sticking out her butt to give him a good view Clare then turned front on and posed again. Bill noted with interest as she turned the way her protrudent butt had fading pink hand marks visible under the lacy briefs.
With a faltering voice as if attempting to fight against the words Clare began to speak. ‘Graham has instructed Clare to attend your flat tonight for two reasons. Firstly to explain important information about Clare, and secondly to serve you throughout the night as your pleasure slave. Clare has been instructed that from this point on tonight she must refer to you as Master, if that is permissible.’ Clare was now blushing intensely.
‘Ye .. yeh, that’s definitely permissible,’ Bill stammered.
Clare then, breathing more quickly with fear helplessly continued. ‘Last Friday Graham injected Clare forcibly with a drug secretly manufactured by the company codenamed Agent Aspect. Only board level members of the company know of its existence, and as you are to be promoted to the board Clare has been instructed to inform you about it and Graham’s use of it on her. It renders its victim completely open to hypnotic suggestion. Whilst Clare was subject to this Graham imprinted on her the following commands.’ Clare then went on to reiterate word for word the commands given to her that Graham had earlier explained. As she did so Bill shook his head in incredulity before eventually smiling. When Clare had finished she was crimson.
‘Now that Clare has informed you Clare has been instructed that she must kneel and beg for use,’ Clare stated, her voice now almost breaking.
Bill sniggered. ‘Okay. Be my guest. Go ahead.’
Clare took a step closer to Bill shakily as she uselessly fought against the compulsion of Graham’s commands. She then knelt before Bill and placed her hands together in front of her as though praying before looking up at Bill. She then said, ‘Clare a teasing slut begs to be used and taught her place by her use master, Bill.’
‘Well I would be honoured to grant you your request, Clare,’ Bill answered with a snigger. ‘Now if I understand this correctly you are turned on by being humiliated. Is that right?’ Bill said.
‘Yes Master,’ Clare heard herself say.
‘So at the moment you are presumably extremely aroused.’
‘Yes Master,’ Clare again heard herself say.
‘Stand up and pose for me so that I can molest you,’ Bill instructed firmly.
Immediately Clare rose, stood with her feet shoulder width apart, put her hands on her head and jutted out her breasts and bum. Bill put down his glass and then stood by her. Finding the top of her lacy briefs with the fingers of his right hand he pushed his hand down inside them past her small pubic bush to her sex. Sure enough it was saturated with her juices.
Bill then allowed his fingers to probe into the slit and begin to massage Clare’s clit. She responded with a little helpless moan. Bill then continued cruelly to gently massage the helpless girl’s clit for over a minute before with a groan of shame and pleasure she reached her orgasm. As she came Clare gently bucked forward and backwards in spasms on the spot whilst attempting to hold the pose, her breasts bouncing in unison with the jerks. Bill cradled her around her waist in his left arm during this feeling her pussy clenching sympathetically with the spasms on the fingers of his other hand.
‘There, that better, Clare?’ Bill said.
At any other time before last week Clare would have cried, but though feeling shamed to the core could not because of the command by Graham to never cry in response to humiliation. She heard herself saying simply, ‘Yes, Master.’
‘Now what have you got in the bag?’ Bill said, turning his attention to the carrier on the floor.
As Bill let go of her and turned Clare was able to move, and turned in order to follow Graham’s programmed instructions to display the contents of the bag and explain them as and when necessary. After picking up the bag she emptied it on the floor. Bill was wide eyed as he saw the contents. There were two pairs of pink fur lined handcuffs and a couple of leather straps large enough for the ankle with spring clips attached to rings on them. In addition there was a leather collar and a four inch wide leather waist belt, both again with rings and spring clips attached to their sides. There were also some lengths chain and a tube of what appeared to be lubricant.
‘Graham instructed Clare to buy these to assist your pleasures, Master,’ Clare found herself saying. ‘He has also instructed Clare to recommend ways in which Master can best use her, and Graham has instructed me how to behave during Master’s pleasures.’
Clare could not believe what she was saying or how she was saying it. She found herself worse still again becoming helplessly aroused by the humiliation of it all. She tried to tell herself that she was responding to the programming, but things were beginning after days of such behaviour to become confused. Was this now her? Had the ‘scarring’ of the programming so deeply changed her that she really was now a ‘submissive slut’ and really enjoyed being humiliated in this way?
‘Well be my guest, Clare. Please continue,’ Bill said, smiling.
Clare immediately knelt, picked up the contents of the bag, returned them to the carrier and rose. ‘Could Master please direct Clare to his bedroom?’ she heard herself saying. Graham had been thorough in his instructions. If Bill did not take the lead on anything she was to guide and instruct him without pause.
‘This way,’ Bill said eagerly, walking quickly with Clare following to his bedroom. His bed was king-size with a large ornate brass headboard. As soon as she entered Clare walked over to the bed, threw off the duvet and emptied the contents of the carrier on the bed before beginning her preparation. She threw the lubricant on the floor and began work with the restraints.
Bill seated himself and watched in fascination as the helpless beautiful girl, with a look of shock and horror on her blushing face began to fasten the collar, belt and ankle straps securely onto herself, before taking the chains and fastening them to the bed. When she had finished there was a chain lying across the bed at the middle attached to the base at either side and pulled tight. A similar one was also higher up near the pillows. Two other shorter lengths of chain were attached to the sides of the bed at the mid section and lay on the edges of the bed with rings attached to their ends. The two pairs of handcuffs Clare had attached to the headboard, with one of each of the two cuffs lying open shoulder width apart on the pillows.
Clare then turned to face Bill. Her breathing was fast and she was again crimson with embarrassment but still unable to prevent herself helplessly continuing with Graham’s detailed instructions. She therefore stood with one leg in front of the other in a sexy pose and said, ‘Would Master now like to remove Clare’s panties and bra and secure her to the bed or would he prefer Clare to do so for him?’
‘I think I’d like to watch you do it for me, Clare,’ Bill replied, sniggering.
‘Thank you. It would be a privilege, Master,’ Clare helplessly responded. She then immediately reached down, took hold of her lacy panties and dropped them around her stilettos and removed her bra allowing her large breasts to bounce free. Stepping out of the panties she then turned and climbed on to the bed and lay on her back over the chains. Sitting high up the bed she then spread her legs and clipped each of her ankle straps to the rings on the two loose lengths of chain on the edges of the bed. Once these were secured she then slid down the bed, bending her spread legs to accommodate the restraints, and clipped the spring clips either side of the chunky leather waist belt to the chain lying across the mid section of the bed. She then did the same with the spring clips on the leather collar to the higher chain before reaching up and securing her left wrist in one of the fur lined cuffs.
‘Master will have to secure Clare’s remaining wrist,’ Clare heard herself say.
‘Master’ didn’t need a further invitation. Bill threw off his dressing gown, his eyes burning with desire and jumped onto the bed to kneel between Clare’s spread legs. As he did this and Clare looked down, she again saw the most enormous erection protrude from beneath Bill’s paunch: almost identical to Keith’s it was a good nine inches long and two to three in girth.
Seeing Clare’s gaze and the look of shock Bill said, ‘Another perk of the company, Clare. A few injections of a drug we’ve developed and are currently negotiating with some Japanese businessmen to market for us. It’s called, rather appropriately, Expandophal. The injections are painful, and their effect uncomfortable for an hour or so after, but after a course of four this is the result. I believe Graham and Keith have already sampled it as well. But you probably already know that, don’t you.’ As he said this Bill reached over Clare, and taking the remaining free cuff secured it snugly around Clare’s small wrist. ‘Now then, what shall we do with you,’ Bill said as he lay down on top of the helpless girl.
Despite everything in her wanting to do otherwise Clare heard herself again follow Graham’s instructions for what to say at this point in the proceedings. ‘Would Master like Clare to struggle whilst he takes her?’ she said shakily. ‘Graham has instructed Clare to enjoy struggling whilst Master takes her if he wishes this.’
‘Mmmm.’ Bill said as he took hold of Clare under her shoulders allowing his large cock to rest on her pubes and abdomen. ‘Far be it from me to go against the instructions of a senior board member. Please struggle as much as you wish.’
Clare immediately commenced struggling with the secure restraints, tugging at the cuffs and attempting to wriggle her wrist out of them, pulling desperately at the ankle straps to close her legs. As she did Bill reached down casually smiling at the useless struggles of the girl and guided his engorged cock to her wet needy pussy. He then pushed entering Clare some two inches so that her struggles could not inadvertently dislodge him, before returning his hand under her right shoulder to take a firm bruising grip on both.
Clare gave a little cry of pleasure as she felt herself entered. Enjoying the restrictions of the restraints and assurance of failure they provided she then began to struggle more frantically. After struggling for twenty or so seconds she then paused and dug her stilettos into the bed attempting to move her hips to the side to dislodge Bill’s penetration. She found herself experience a thrill of delight as the chain attached to her waist belt clicked taught and the waist belt maintained her helplessly in position.
‘Now let’s teach you your place, girlie,’ Bill said, and with that gripping her shoulders tightly rammed himself inside her. Clare cried out in a loud moan as an orgasm instantly hit her. She felt herself pull simultaneously against the ankle straps and handcuffs, enjoying the feel of them biting into her, holding her open to Bill’s violation as she climaxed.
Bill now commenced aggressively taking Clare, inspired by her coming so readily. As she came down from her orgasm she enthusiastically recommenced struggling. After five minutes of relentless fucking Bill was out of breath and Clare’s struggles had begun to abate as the revolting pleasure she was experiencing from the situation began to overwhelm her.
After a further minute Clare again found herself brought to an orgasm. This time it was more powerful, and Clare screamed as she again found herself enjoying the delicious restriction of the restraints.
Clare’s bucking during her climax was too much for Bill, who could not hold himself any longer. With a grunt and a few faster and more vigorous thrusts Bill reached his own climax. As Clare felt the enormous cock swell inside her and Bill’s body tense she gave one last pull on the handcuffs and ankle straps, relishing the way they ensured her utter and complete openness to him; the sense of knowing that nothing in the world could prevent his seed bursting inside her. She hated herself for it. He was after all someone she did not find in the least attractive. But she could not help herself. And as she felt the engorged cock discharge inside her she again climaxed.
After a minute or so Bill rose and went to the bathroom. Clare heard him peeing as she lay secured to the bed feeling the cool of the room on her saturated gaping pussy. As she listened she realised she too wanted to pee.
Bill returned and got back on the bed kneeling between Clare’s legs, already with the beginnings of another erection.
‘The benefits of a more common drug, Clare,’ Bill said noticing Clare looking at his growing manhood. ‘Its chemical name is sildenafil citrate. We manufacture our own for in house use. Can’t sell it of course as Pfizer would crucify us.’
Clare looked at Bill puzzled.
‘Viagra, Clare dear. Anyway I think I am in a mood to screw you again.’ With that Bill gently began to lie on top of Clare.
‘May Clare use the bathroom first please, Master,’ Clare said.
‘Must you?’ Bill said as he was just about to enter her.
‘Yes Master,’ Clare replied. ‘Clare also has further recommendations from Graham to give Master on his use of her if it is permissible.’
‘Mmmmm. I’m intrigued. I wonder what Graham’s got in store for you next,’ Bill replied rising and quickly unclipping the restraints on Clare’s ankles, waist and neck. Examining the handcuffs he quickly realised that they released with a button on the side rather than a key and undid them also.
Clare rose and went to the bathroom to pee and clean the dribbling spunk from her pussy. When she returned she found Bill sitting leaning against the headboard sipping the glass of wine he had retrieved from his hall table, his enormous cock sticking out fully hard. Clare desperately did not want to do what she knew she now must. She would sooner she were fastened back down to the bed given a straight choice, but she could not avoid Graham’s instructions.
So as she approached Clare picked up the lubricant from where she had left it on the floor, remembering to turn her back to Bill and bend down straight legged. She then came closer to Bill before again turning her back to him. Clare then leaned over and stuck out her ass to give him a good view of the lovely full bubble butt, still pink from her earlier encounter with Graham, and as she did this she said, ‘Graham thought that as Clare has treated Master so badly he might like to spank Clare and then fuck her ass. Would Master like to do that?’
Bill’s eyes opened wide. ‘Yes. Master would certainly like that,’ he said eagerly.
Again blushing red with the embarrassment from the situation and her helpless obedience to Graham’s instructions Clare put the tube of lubricant near the base of the bed below Bill’s feet. She then knelt on the bed next to Bill.
‘If Master sits on the edge of the bed Clare can lie across his lap to receive her spanking.’ Clare was unbelievably turned on by this constant self-humiliation, and hated herself for it, but couldn’t stop as Graham had been quite explicit on what she must do and say, and proceedings were following exactly the course Graham had anticipated. Bill giggled at the contradictory reactions on her blushing face, as he quickly moved to the edge of the bed. Clare then lay across his lap with her legs straight out behind her and her bum over his right thigh before sticking out the full cheeks compliantly for Bill’s attention.
Bill then began spanking Clare enthusiastically. Loud CLAP! noises filled the bedroom as he worked alternately on the two jutting cheeks protruding between the black suspenders. He found particularly satisfying the way the cheeks bounced as his hand sank into them with each stroke.
Graham had been clear with Clare what she must do: ‘Take the spanking nicely. Keep your butt stuck out and continuously maintain posture with no attempt at self defence. Also whilst you are taking it I want you to continually remind Bill of things you have done and said to him to deliberately tease or antagonise him and apologise for them. Oh, and keep thanking him for taking the time to spank you for it as well.’
Remembering these instructions Clare held herself rigidly in position with her legs out straight behind her and her butt stuck out, shaking as the bubble butt cheeks received Bill’s quite severe attentions. She also began to think of things she had done to him, the times she had teased him and today’s attack on him when he had asked her on a date. As the thoughts came before her mind she heard them to her horror tumbling out of her mouth.
‘Clare is sorry for the way she spoke to Master ...’ CLAP! ‘Awww! ... and insulted him earlier today. Thank you for spanking Clare to punish her.’ CLAP!
‘You were very hurtful, Clare,’ Bill said remembering Clare’s comments and delivering the next strokes harder.
CLAP! CLAP! ‘Yowww! Clare is sorry for the time she bent over in the photocopier room to tease Master.’ CLAP! CLAP! ‘Thank you Master for spanking Clare for it.’ CLAP! CLAP!
‘Clare is sorry for reporting Master for molesting her ...’ CLAP! CLAP! Bill’s strokes were harder as she reminded him of this. ‘Awww! ... and sorry for slapping Master at the time,’ CLAP! CLAP! ‘Yowww! Thank you for spanking Clare as punishment, Master.’
The humiliation of the spanking combined with her humiliating admissions, apologies and thankfulness was too much for Clare, and as she began to confess another moment of teasing Bill and apologise for it she instantly felt an enormous orgasm engulf her. She moaned loudly and her jutting butt pumped up and down in rhythm with Bill’s spanking as she climaxed. Coming down from the orgasm, her bum still being relentlessly pummelled Clare recommenced her confessional.
For a further five minutes Bill continued to spank Clare. The severity of the strokes varied depending upon whether Clare had just reminded him of something particularly annoying she had done to tease or upset him during the period they had worked together. Clare came twice more during the spanking, brought to orgasm by the hideous submissiveness of her confessions, apologies and thankfulness combined with her obedient acceptance of the spanking. At the end Bill’s hand was sore and Clare’s butt an even red colour from her stockinged thighs to the suspender belt across the small of her back.
‘There, I think that should do it,’ Bill said breathlessly, smoothing over and kneading the red hot jutting bubble cheeks.
‘Thank you for spanking Clare, Master,’ Clare moaned as she rose from Bill’s thighs and began rubbing the roasting cheeks.
‘It was a pleasure, Clare. Now what was the second part again?’ Bill replied smiling.
Clare began to blush as red as her butt cheeks but nevertheless answered, ‘Would Master like to fuck Clare’s ass now?’
‘Indeed I would,’ Bill answered, grinning.
Clare instantly began to move across the bed on her knees until she was facing the base with the tube of lube between her spread knees. Again Graham had been explicit. ‘kneel on the bed with your back to Bill. Spread your knees wide apart, spread your ankles further, and then bring your head down to the bed and your butt up in the air. Jut out your asshole and pussy and then ask Bill if that would be a nice position to fuck your ass. If he says yes hold yourself in position and brace yourself and don’t move till he gives you permission when he’s finished using you.’
Positioning her knees shoulder width apart in obedience to Graham’s instructions Clare then spread her ankles further, before bringing her head down to the bed and her spread red ass up in the air. Finally she concaved her back down thrusting out her pussy and asshole, before saying, ‘Would this be a nice position for Master to fuck Clare’s ass?’
Bill immediately eagerly got on the bed and moved over to position himself between Clare’s spread calves. He then began to feel the two roastingly hot splayed cheeks, before taking hold of Clare by her hips and moving forward to allow the glands of his raging cock to nudge Clare’s gaping pussy lips. Clare instantly moaned and was brought to the brink of yet another orgasm, already aroused by the indignity of the position she was forced to assume by Graham’s instructions.
‘Yes. This position would most certainly be appropriate, Clare,’ Bill said. He then took a bruising grip on Clare’s hips and rammed his cock into Clare’s pussy some five inches. Clare instantly with a loud ‘Ohhhhh!’ climaxed. Her jutting red ass pumped back and forth on the impaling cock as she came.
Bill did his best to control his thoughts only narrowly avoiding coming himself with the impact of Clare’s orgasm. He then slid his cock in and out of Clare a few times to ensure it was well coated with her juices, before withdrawing and guiding it up to her tiny little three quarter inch asshole. He then pushed the glands of the enormous cock against the little sphincter that guarded the butt hole, and reached down for the tube of lube. Flicking off the cap he squeezed the tube at the top of Clare’s bum crack and allowed the thick clear gel to run down the seam until it reached her asshole and his cock glands. Clare gave a little intake of breath at the feel of the cold gel hit her skin and slide slowly down.
Bill then took hold of his cock and used the glands to smear the lube over and around the little hole before pushing against it. At first it was resistive to penetration by the large girthed swollen weapon, but as Bill in his raging need began to lean more weight onto it preventing his cock bending with his fist the poor little vulnerable sphincter began to yield. Clare wanted to pull away from the feeling of the cock jamming its way into her, but found herself instead bracing herself against the base of the bed and pushing back against the raging erection, assisting its violation of her bot.
Slowly under the relentless pressure from Bill’s 210 pounds the little hole began to stretch to accommodate the two and a half inch girth of his cock. As it finally stretched to a sufficient diameter the little sphincter yielded and with a grunt Bill felt his cock rammed into the tight hole some five inches. Bill then began to fuck the little hole aggressively before ramming at it harder as it began to relax. His cock disappeared into it to the balls this time, with a cry of pain and pleasure from Clare.
Clare had never experienced anything like this before. Her eyes were watering from the pain of her asshole stretching under the pressure of the giant member. When it finally entered her it was the strangest feeling she had ever experienced. The nearest thing she could think of was the feeling of being massively constipated. Except this time it was from something being rammed into her and throbbing inside her with each thrust of its entry.
Over the next couple of minutes Clare felt her butt being fucked with steady rhythmic aggression by Bill, rocking her back and forth with the thrusts. As he did she again found herself helplessly obeying Graham’s instructions for what to say if everything happened as planned: ‘Yes, Master. Clare is enjoying having her ass fucked. Fuck it harder. Make Clare pay for her behaviour. Ohhh!’
Clare hated the pleasure she was experiencing again from the indignity of the position and her self-humiliation, but could not help it and found herself again being brought to orgasm.
As Bill fucked Clare, enjoying her moaning and verbal encouragement he occasionally assisted the process with a squirt of lube, usually followed with an extra large ram pushing himself in up to the balls. Finally Clare felt Bill become faster in his movements and then she felt him grip her hips tight and ram himself in again up to the balls before she felt the cock swell inside her and discharge.
‘Ohhh!’ Clare cried as another orgasm it her. ‘Thank you, Master. That’s nice. Ohhh!’
Bill grunted with each discharge, his body jerking involuntarily forward rhythmically. At last he finished and withdrew from the well fucked bubble butt. ‘Excellent, Clare,’ Bill said as he playfully gave the right roasting hot cheek a slap and rose and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
Bill emerged from the bathroom after peeing and thoroughly cleaning Clare’s shit of his dick. He passed Clare on the way out, who was teetering on her heels to hurriedly use the bathroom herself. ‘Don’t be long now, Clare, will you. I’m getting horny again.’
Clare walked past with her head down ignoring him and after entering and locking the door Clare quickly seated herself on the toilet and crapped out a diarrhoea mixture of semen, lube and shit. She felt disgusting. After wiping and flushing she noticed a bidet at the side of the toilet. Clare turned the tap on the bidet and adjusted it to a gentle cool flow before seating herself over it. She smiled and sighed as the cool water hit her sore asshole and burning butt cheeks, cooling the areas down and refreshing them.
‘Clare I’m waiting,’ Bill’s voice rang out from the bedroom.
Clare was brought back from her moment of revere to reality again. A cruel reality as Clare realised that Bill wanted to fuck her again, and this would be her third of the night. Graham had given her special instructions for the third fuck – instructions Clare desperately did not want to remember, but of course could not forget. Up to now she had been the recipient of the fucking. Graham had realised that by this time Bill would probably want to relax a little, so had decided that it was Clare’s time to do some work.
‘Clare I’m getting a little annoyed. I don’t want to have to put you across my knee again, do I?’ Bill shouted with an amused tone.
Clare quickly rose from the bidet, washed her hands and dried herself before with a deep breath emerging. After closing the door she walked over to the bed with a look of embarrassment on her face. As much as she hated it though she couldn’t help feeling incredibly aroused.
Bill’s cock was again a raging erection as he sat on the bed naked sipping the glass of wine. He put the glass down and drank in the sight of Clare walking towards him dressed only in the stockings, suspenders, stilettos and restraint equipment. Her enormous breasts swung from side to side with each step taken by the stockinged stilettoed legs. The leather of the restraints creaked quietly and the chains and clips on the restraints tinkled. His cock felt fit to explode.
When Clare reached the bed she posed seductively one leg across the other in accordance with Graham’s instructions and began to speak. ‘Graham instructed Clare that at this point she should offer Master the opportunity of having Clare on top for her third fucking. Would Master like Clare to be fucked on top?’ As she said this Clare thought, ‘Please, please say no! Please don’t make me do this. Please fasten me to the bed or fuck my ass again instead!’
But even as she thought this Bill replied, ‘That sounds like an amazing idea. Graham really as done the business on you, hasn’t he. I don’t know how I’m going to thank him for this.’ As he said this Bill propped the pillows up behind him against the bed’s brass headboard before laying on the bed against them in a seated position. His cock stood up in the air at forty-five degrees below his paunch and man boobs, making him look like a cross between a Buda and a fertility god.
Unable to resist the compulsion of her programming and hating the way she felt incredibly aroused by what she was doing Clare got onto the bed. As she moved towards Bill on all fours Bill licked his lips watching her enormous tits dangling and swinging from side to side with her movements.
Once over his legs Clare squatted her pussy down on his thighs and slowly made her way forward to embrace him. As she brought her knees either side of his waist she reached down with her right hand to guide the massive swollen organ into herself. She then pushed her hips forward thrusting the cock into her pussy some four inches with an instinctive moan of pleasure, before throwing her arms around Bill and clutching onto him. Bill groaned in satisfaction and brought his own arms around Clare’s waist and pulled her into himself pushing the cock still deeper and causing Clare to moan louder.
Whilst clutching at Bill tightly Clare then began to pump her hips back and forth and fuck herself on the cock. As she did in between little moans with each thrust the words she had been forced to memorise began to tumble out of her mouth.
‘Clare submits herself to Bill, her Master,’ Clare said, clutching at Bill tightly in submission and pumping his cock in and out of herself.
‘Thank you for making Clare pay for her teasing ways, Master. It’s such a privilege to be used by you.’ Clare heard herself saying this but couldn’t believe it. She also couldn’t believe the way it made her feel. The submissiveness and humiliation were bringing her again quickly to orgasm.
‘Clare a slut yields herself to Bill her Master,’ Clare stated with genuine passion. This was enough, and an enormous orgasm began to overwhelm her. ‘Ohhh! Master, I’m a slut and a slave for your pleasure! Ohhh!’ Clare said clutching at Bill as she came. ‘Ohhh! Thank you for teaching a slut her place! Ohhh!’
‘That’s delicious, Clare. But slow down, there’s no rush.’
As Clare recovered from her orgasm her pumping movements on Bill’s cock obediently slowed. Clare continued to clutch at him and continued to repeat the humiliating phrases she had been forced to memorise for the occasion.
‘That’s it Master, teach Clare her place. Clare a slut yields herself to Bill her Master.’
After a half hour of steady work pumping herself on Bill’s cock and abasing herself by repeating the memorised phrases Bill was brought to his climax. His movements in her became more urgent as he pulled her on and off his cock by the waist. Clare pumped her hips obligingly at the same speed and continued throughout to clutch at Bill in her demonstration of submission.
‘That’s it, Master. Finish yourself off and make your conquest of Clare complete. Ohhh!’
As Clare felt the cock swell and begin to discharge she came herself, shouting out loud ‘Clare submits herself to Bill, her Master! Ohhhh! Clare submits herself to Bill, her Master!’
When Bill’s body relaxed Clare also relaxed her grip on him and slid off to his left exhausted. She felt utterly and completely spent and used, and as she lay there found herself fall into a fitful sleep.
Clare awoke to the sound of snoring. She found herself lying on Bill’s chest like she was his lover instead of his unwilling slave, and after quickly rising to look at the clock saw that it was three in the morning. Graham’s instructions had finished after the third fuck and so Clare felt no further compulsion to stay. She therefore decided to make the most of Bill’s beauty sleep and make a sharp exit.
As quietly as possible Clare moved to the edge of the bed. It was difficult being quiet with the way the leather of the restraints on her creaked and the chains on them tinkled. She then picked up the bra and briefs and began to make her way to the door. Before she had got half way a voice spoke behind her, ‘Where are you going?’
‘Oh, I ... I thought Master may had finished with Clare and she could perhaps go so she won’t be late for work tomorrow.’ Clare replied tentatively.
‘I’m afraid I haven’t, Clare dear. Graham may have finished all of his ideas for you with me. Now I’d like to try out some of my own.’ Bill rose, his cock growing by the second and made his way to the middle of the bed before turning to face the headboard. ‘Get back on the bed and restrain yourself to it again.’
Clare offered a brief moment of useless resistance to the command before dropping the bra and briefs and with a ‘yes Master’ making her way to the bed. Once there she again crawled onto it and began the process of restraining herself to it after pulling the pillows back down and laying the open cuffs onto them. Sitting high up the bed she spread her legs and clipped each of her ankle straps to the rings on the two loose lengths of chain at the mid section. She then slid down the bed, and clipped the spring clips either side of her waist belt to links on the chain lying across the mid section of the bed before doing the same with the spring clips on her collar to the higher chain. As she reached for the cuff to secure her left wrist Bill said, ‘No. Leave your hands free. I’ve got an idea I want to try.’
Clare did as she was instructed, leaving her hands to rest either side of her head on the pillow. Bill got on top of her laying his swollen cock on her pubes and belly.
‘Now, Clare, here’s what I want you to do. We are going to play a power game. I’m going to give you three commands that you will obey implicitly. The first of these is “resist”. When I give you the command resist you will struggle to prevent yourself being penetrated, or if you already are to dislodge me. There are limits to the resistance though: no scratching, punching or gouging, just try as best you can to defend your pussy. Secondly if I give you the command “surrender” you are to stop struggling and put your hand on the pillow at the side of your head as they are now. You will hold that position until I give you another command. You won’t be able to move to either struggle or clutch at me until I give you another command. Finally the third command is “submit”. When I give you this command you will clutch at me and repeat the kinds of things you did when you were on my lap earlier. Are you clear on all of that, Clare?’
Clare was blushing profusely. ‘Yes Master,’ she said.
‘Good,’ Bill replied reaching his hand down to his cock. ‘Now resist.’
Immediately Clare brought her hands down to defend her pussy. She struggled as best she could with Bill’s attempts to guide his manhood inside her, and quite successfully. Bill therefore said, ‘Surrender.’
Clare obediently removed her hands from her crotch and put them at the side of her head on the pillow and froze. Bill smiling now guided himself into the wet gaping pussy in peace and slipped himself in some three inches, with a gentle involuntary moan from Clare. As he commenced slowly fucking Clare he again said, ‘Resist.’
Clare reached down over Bill’s arms to defend her violated pussy. As she did Bill brought his elbows out to prevent her reaching her crotch, so Clare reached up and under Bill’s arms, which she managed with a struggle. Bringing her right hand down to her crotch she then waited for Bill’s outward movement before bringing her fingers down to dislodge him. Bill’s next thrust sent his cock simply down under her butt.
‘Why you little minx,’ Bill said with a smile. Clare also smiled in a moment of triumph. ‘Surrender,’ Bill said. ‘Let’s make things a little more difficult for you.’
Clare’s hands went to the pillow and she again froze. Bill then took the handcuff to his right and fixed it securely around Clare’s left wrist.
‘There, that’s better. Now resist.’
Clare again tried to bring her hands down to defend her pussy. This time the chain on the left cuff clicked taught holding her left hand in place on the pillow and only her right hand came down to defends her modesty. Bill brought his left hand down too and had a brief playful struggle with Clare over her pussy and his cock, toying with her and enjoying the knowledge that he could remove her defences at any time. He then took a firm hold of her wrist and did just that, bringing her hand away from her crotch back up to the pillow. Clare found herself involuntarily emit a playful squeal of delight as she fought uselessly against Bill’s greater strength. Bill then leaned on his left elbow keeping hold of Clare’s struggling right wrist and used his free hand to guide his cock back inside her.
Clare gave another little moan as she felt the cock enter her again, but continued obediently to struggle against Bill’s hold on her. After moving in Clare a few times Bill relaxed his grip on the struggling girl’s wrist and she was able to pull free to reach back down to her crotch to attempt to dislodge him.
Bill then continued to toy with Clare, allowing her fingertips to get near to his dick to dislodge him before simply taking hold of her wrist and removing her hand out of the way. Bill allowed Clare to get close three times. On the fourth attempt as her finger tips were within a fraction of an inch of his cock he said, ‘Surrender.’
Clare brought her hand back up and placed it at the side of her head on the pillow. Bill then secured the other cuff tightly around the wrist of her free hand. Once he tested to make sure both cuffs were snugly on the small wrists he then said, ‘Resist.’
Clare again then began to struggle uselessly with the cuffs. As before she felt appallingly aroused by her helplessness and inevitability of her ravishment. Bill’s thrusting became more vigorous and within five minutes he was getting close to coming.
‘Surrender,’ he said, and as Clare froze in place Bill unclipped both of the cuffs on her small wrists freeing her. He then recommenced aggressively taking her leaving her frozen in the ‘surrender’ position.
Clare was quickly on the brink of orgasm by the combination of the fucking and the cruel power game she had been forced to play. She was out of control, desperately wanting to clutch at Bill. In her helpless need she therefore began to cry out to him, ‘Please let Clare move, Master! Please let Clare clutch at Master!’
‘Yes! That’s it, Clare. You enjoy being dominated don’t you? Very well, you have permission to submit.’
Immediately Clare threw her arms around Bill’s shoulders and dug her nails into his back. The effect of the girl’s shameless submission was too much for Bill and he immediately reached his climax. Feeling this Clare also reached hers. As she clutched at him and felt him begin to discharge inside her she was engulfed in an enormous orgasm. In the midst of this she cried out, ‘Ohhh! Clare a slut yields herself to Bill her Master. Ohhh! Thank you for teaching a slut her place! Ohhh!’
Both of them lay there for a couple of minutes recovering from their orgasms. Bill then rose and began to unclip Clare’s restraints. Once she was free he lay on the bed and sighed, a big cheesy grin on his face. Clare rose and again went to use the toilet.
When she came out Bill was again asleep and snoring. Clare therefore decided to make another attempt to leave, and quickly picked up the bra and briefs again before making her way from the door.
As she reached the door she again heard a voice behind her. ‘See you tomorrow, Clare. Oh, and don’t forget to thank Graham for me will you?’
Clare made her way out of the bedroom without replying. She picked up the raincoat on the way through the hall, let herself out, jumped in her car and drove home.
Once she arrived back in her flat Clare stripped off the clothes and restraints throwing them to the corner of the room. Her answer phone was beeping, and so she pressed to listen to the messages.
After a beep she heard Graham’s voice. ‘Hi, Clare it’s Graham. When you get this it will either be the morning or the middle of the night. If it were me it would be the morning. Anyway feel free to have a lie in tomorrow morning and come in to work at around one o’clock. You must be exhausted. Who knows what we will be getting up to tomorrow? I will want you want you fully rested for whatever it might be, not tired and yawning. See you tomorrow then.’ Graham then hung up.
Clare mouthed the word ‘asshole’ before going to take a long shower. After drying herself she put on her nighty. It was four in the morning. She just wanted to forget what she had done. She could not believe that she had just spent the evening screwing Bill Jennings repeatedly and so submissively. What she hated the most, though, was the way the humiliation of the thought of what she had done made her feel aroused. Even though she now knew why this was the case she still couldn’t avoid the feelings.
Attempting to blank this out of her mind Clare went to bed and switched off the light. After half an hour, though, unable to sleep Clare angrily switched the light back on. Cursing she threw back the duvet on her bed, pulled up her nighty, and opened her bedside cabinet drawer to take out the ten inch vibrator and her copy of Better Fellatio.