“Better slut I want you to finger yourself and then lick your fingers clean”
Fay’s hand was between her legs immediately, stoking her fire further, the heat building instantly, she shut her eyes her mind racing with thoughts of domination. She groaned loudly causing a further chuckle from Bill, she didn’t care she was so close now, nothing could stop her C . O . M . I . N . G .
Fay sagged in her chair, her breathing ragged, eyes half shut as the heat washed over her. She moaned contentedly as her heart slowed.
“I didn’t say you could come slut.”
Fay looked at Bill, thinking he was joking she nearly laughed, but the look on Bill’s face told her that would not be a good idea.
“You will obey me slut, I know you think this is funny but I don’t think you know how much trouble you are in. That video will be the end of you and your precious husband, you know I will send it to every member of the club”
Fay was stunned this guy was not messing around, he was serious. The reality sank in, she was stuck, she couldn’t risk being exposed. Richard would be furious, their comfortable lifestyle would be ruined Fay couldn’t bear to contemplate it. She knew she was beaten.
“What do you want me to do?”
“Start calling me Sir you cheap slut”
“Yes Sir, what does Sir want me to do”
“That’s better slut, you can start by getting my cock out and giving it a suck, ask me nicely first of course”
“Sir, may I please suck your cock”
“Good slut you may suck me off”
Fay got on the floor between his massive thighs, she felt for Bill’s bulging cock undoing the zipper slowly. The zipper undone she reached inside searching for his cock. Fay gasped as she felt his size, struggling to get the erect member out of the confines of his filthy jeans. She eventually managed to free it, the purple head springing out making her gasp.
She gripped the base of the shaft, feeling the blood coursing through it. Fay looked up at Bill, all to aware that she was in the pose that got her into this mess in the first place, she pouted at him, might as well make a good job of it she thought. She planted a big wet kiss on his helmet, his scent almost overpowering her. Fay parted her lips and took the bulbous head into her waiting mouth, her jaw stretching to accommodate the flesh she was so eager to suck. Her cheeks hollowed as the effort to accommodate Bill’s cock increased, her mind filled with flashbacks to that evening so long ago.
Bill roughly gripped her long hair, pushing her throat further down his thick shaft, she could feel herself trying to gag, shamefully aware of the saliva running our of the sides of her mouth, dripping of her chin onto the filthy floor. Her hand started wanking the shaft, long slow stroked forcing the skin back and forth, her eyes fixed on Bill’s face, desperate for a sign she was pleasing him.
What’s happening to me, her mind screamed, all thoughts of her respectable life had fled her now, all she wanted was to be used as a fuck toy, a slave for the pleasure of others. She had become the woman in the film, she couldn’t reconcile her feelings, that would have to come later, with the guilt and the shame, now she was performing for her master and nothing else mattered.
Fay could see Bill was struggling to control himself, his cock was jerking violently in her mouth, suddenly he pulled her head back, her mouth reluctantly relinquishing its prize. Fay missed it immediately and tried to jerk her head back down onto the magnificent cock, unsuccessfully, she moaned at the loss.
Bill was gripping the shaft, his hand flashing up and down the length, grunting with the effort.
“Open wide here, comes your reward for being such a good slut”
An enormous jet of come erupted into Fay’s face, catching her nose and the corner of her mouth. Fay closed her eyes instinctively as another jet hit her square in the eye coating her eyelashes, she tried to blink unsuccessfully her lashes coated with fluid.
“Clean it off slut”
Fay obediently licked his cock, its size diminishing slightly following its release, she lovingly kissed and licked the come up not wanting to miss any. She was only to aware of the come in her hair and covering her face, she could feel it cooling on her skin, constricting, not unlike the Clarins facial she got at the gym, the comparison amused her.
When she had finished she rocked back on her heels awaiting praise from her master, she knew she had been a good girl. Bill’s orgasm had been violent so she knew that her actions, on the video and in the office had had an effect on him.
“Hmmm you’ve got potential slut, Ill give you that. You need more training though, you are to full of yourself, you think your better than everyone else. Ill soon have you crawling on the floor begging for come, you need to remember your true station in life slut, on you knees”
Fay reeled at his comments, she couldn’t rationalise her need to please this man who had blackmailed and used her so completely. And yet her mind wanted his approval, she needed to know she pleased him, she was desperate to be told she had been good. She felt as though something fundamental about her had changed irrevocably and yet she couldn’t shake the thought that it was her true self. It all felt so natural to her as though the missing part of her puzzle had slotted into place.
Fay could see no way out of her predicament at present and couldn’t think of a solution to the problem. Her only option was to go along with her master’s wishes.
“What do you want from me Sir?”
“You will become my personal fuck toy, when I tell you will come running, you will follow all my instructions to the letter. You will call me Sir at all times, you will be referred to as slut. You must ask permission to perform sexual tasks upon myself or anyone else I instruct you to perform for. If you don’t agree to my demands you will be exposed for the slut you truly are, now is probably a good time to let you know I have also videoed this mornings proceedings in full, so the evidence is undeniable, any questions slut?”
Fay hung her head, she knew she was beaten, all her options gone she would have to accede to her Masters wishes, or face utter ruination. The thought hit her hard, her will was defeated, crushed by this man who now had utter control of her, her needs and desires.
“I am your personal slut sir”
“Good I knew you would see things my way, now lets clean you up we don’t want anyone seeing prim proper little Mrs Smith with come all over her pretty face now do we?”
Bill wiped her brow roughly, noting the tear as it wended its way down her come plastered face, he knew he had beaten her, she had no choice and he could barely contain his own excitement, his own little white fuck toy to do with as he pleased.
“OK fuck toy, were going out to play, lose the bra, the panties stay in the bag as well, but you can smooth your skirt down, we don’t want you to like to much of a slut do we?”
Bill laughed at this as Fay removed her T-shirt and unclasped the bra, quickly pulling it from her shoulders and casting it aside. Her body was once again betraying her, her nipples painfully erect as she contemplated the rest of the afternoons activities, she had no idea what her new Master had planned for her but her stomach was turning loops with the thought of further depravity. She slipped her T-shirt back on her nipples clearly visible.
“Right slut you need to earn your keep, I am going to the pub tonight and need some beer money, you can earn it for me with that pretty mouth of yours”.