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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: David Jewell has quickly become one of the bestselling authors of tales of bondage and domination. In his many stories and novels of masters and slaves, he has explored the many ways in which men can exert their dominance over women, from psychological subtleties to the strictest forms of discipline. Now he shows even greater skill as a writer in this one-of-a-kind collection. Includes "The Humiliation of Laura," "My Husband's Prisoner," "Ashamed," "Marie: Collared," the title story and others.
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler Editions,
eBookwise Release Date: May 2009

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Words: 30132
Reading time: 86-120 min.

THE JAPANESE MYSTIC

"More coffee?" Nikki asked.

"No, thank you," replied Jack Shepherd, a business acquaintance of her husband. He moved his hand over his stomach. "You are quite the cook, Nikki."

"Thank you." She gracefully nodded to him. She appreciated his acknowledgement of her long afternoon of preparations.

"How about a cigar and some cognac in the game room?" suggested Shane Wright. He was the vice-president of a truck assembly division in St. Paul, Minnesota and enjoyed the good life which included his vice of enjoying a good cigar and fine cognac after dinner.

"That would be perfect," replied Jack, whose company supplied electronic components for his trucks. He pushed himself away from the table. "Thanks again, Nikki," he said as he stood up.

"My pleasure."

"I got some Cubans on my vacation," Shane said.

"It's been awhile since I've had one," shared Jack.

"I'll join you as soon as I get a few things cleaned up." Nikki enjoyed the aroma of a good cigar as much as he did. But she preferred Bristol Cream Sherry to cognac.

"Okay, Hon," Shane replied. He got up and led the way to the game room.

Nikki was thirty one years old and two years younger than her husband. She had grown up in a traditional Japanese family outside of Tokyo. She possessed coal black hair that hung half way down her back. It was silky, shiny and fragrant thanks to her special herbal shampoo. Her eyes were black as midnight. She had a soft almost constant smile on her face as an indication of her contentment. And if she stood up really straight, she could legitimately say that she was five feet three inches tall.

She had meet Shane five years ago when he visited Japan on business. She had fallen in love him with at first sight. But being the obedient daughter, she allowed things to move slowly and at the pace that her father dictated. Two years ago, with the blessing of her family, she married Shane in a traditional Japanese wedding and moved to the United States. At that time, she had no idea where Minnesota was. And she was still getting acclimated to the severe winters. Although she had quickly adopted the American styles of dress and felt more comfortable in jeans than a kimono, one thing from her culture and upbringing did not change. She was a traditional Japanese wife. And as such, she was submissive to her husband and catered to his needs with a joy and attention to detail that American women found hard to understand. Her life revolved around Shane and his needs.

"There is nothing like a good Cuban cigar," Jack said after lighting up.

"For sure." Shane sucked on his cigar and slowly let out a stream of smoke as he savored the taste. "I wish we could buy these in the states," he lamented.

The game room was expansive with a slate pool table in the center and a wide flat screen television on the wall opposite the bar that had four stools in front of it. The sliding glass doors led out onto a deck that overlooked a perfectly manicured backyard. The sun was just setting.

"This cognac is the best that I've ever tasted," Jack said after handing Shane his glass. He waited as his friend breathed in the vapors and took a sip. "Well?"

"Wow! That is good."

Shane smiled and took a sip himself. "Have a seat." He pointed to the leather chair in front of the fireplace.

"Thanks." Jack sat down, looked out the picture window and enjoyed the view. "Nikki sure out did herself tonight," he offered after Shane sat down in the matching leather loveseat after pouring a glass of Bristol Cream sherry for his wife.

"I'll say." He inhaled his cigar and blew out a few smoke rings.

"You sure seem very happy since you got married."

"She is the best thing that every happened to me. Japanese women really know how to take care of their men." He gave Jack a knowing wink.

Jack smiled. "So I've heard." He puffed on his cigar and took another sip of cognac.

"American women could learn from them," Shane continued.

Jack gave him a quizzical look.

"They are very devoted to their husbands and do everything they can to make them happy."

"I like how that sounds." He paused. "And apparently, it's working."

"It is. Nikki really puts a lot of effort into making my life complete. There isn't anything that she wouldn't do for me. I'm very happy and very content."

"It shows. I wouldn't mind having a woman like that," Jack said with just a hint of jealousy.

"You would love it, Jack. Japanese women are taught to be submissive and that men are truly the head of house."

"I like the sounds of that even better." Jack took another sip of cognac.

"You have no idea of how great it is." Shane smiled like he was the cat that just swallowed the canary.

"I can only image. My wife and I bump heads on a regular basis."

"It doesn't happen here. Whatever I want; I get."

"Really?" Jack replied incredulously.

Shane didn't miss the skepticism in Jack's reply. "Really, my friend."

"Hmmmm. I don't know. It sounds too good to be true. And you know what they say if something sounds too good to be true."

"In this case, it's true. And I can prove it." He enjoyed another sip of cognac before savoring the taste of his Cuban. He looked at Jack.

Jack pondered his assertion. "You have my attention. How do you propose to do that?"

Shane accepted the challenge. "In our relationship, I am the master of my house. And she acknowledges that I am. In fact, she calls me her master when we are alone."

"Interesting." He smiled. "I like how that sounds, too."

"And she will do anything that I ask."

"Anything?" He was obviously still dubious.

"Anything." He paused.

"This I have got to see." He puffed on his cigar.

"I'll make it interesting. You suggest something and I'll have her do it."

He tilted his head. "You are making it interesting. Anything I want?"

"Yes." He gave him a smirk.

"Okay." He considered the possibilities as Nikki walked into the room.

"I love the aroma of a good cigar," she offered. She sat next to her husband. She picked up her glass of wine and took a sip. She noted the faint smile of her husband's lips and how Jack was looking her over. "What have you been talking about?" she asked after taking a sip of wine.

"About you and what a great wife you are," Shane said.

"Thank you." She smiled. When she sat back in the loveseat, her knee-length off-white skirt rode a little high on her thigh. She smoothed out the hem.

"I was just sharing how Japanese women are taught to take care of their husbands," Shane added.

"We are," she agreed. "And I love looking after you."

"I know, my love." Shane looked at Jack. "And there isn't anything that she won't do for me."

Nikki looked at Jack. "Yes, he is the master of the house. It's my joy to take care of him and his needs."

Jack nodded. "That's what Shane was telling me." He was still considering the possibilities of what he wanted her to do in order to prove that Shane was not just blowing smoke.

Shane placed his hand on her exposed thigh. "What I've been telling him is that you are submissive to me and will do whatever I ask."

She looked at him. She understood what he wanted. "I am and I will, Master." She looked back at Jack and noticed his eyes moving over her body. "As my husband, he is my master. It is as things should be," she offered as a brief explanation.

Jack exhaled. He took a sip of his cognac while his eyes continued to roam over her body. "I find that very intriguing."

"But he has some doubts," Shane interjected. He squeezed her thigh and looked deep into her eyes. "So I told him that you would do anything that he wants." He squeezed her thigh again. "It's what I want," he emphasized.

"Yes, Master. I understand." She turned to look at Jack as he considered the possibilities. She drank a small amount of her wine.

Jack looked at Shane. "Anything?"

"Yes. Anything." He paused and smiled. "And I won't limit you to just one request."

Jack gave him a wicked smile as his mind flooded with all kinds of possibilities. "Well, that does make things a lot more interesting."

"It does. But I don't want you to doubt for a moment that my wife is fully devoted and completely submissive to me." He sucked on his Cuban one more time before placing it in the ashtray. Picking up his glass of cognac, he drained it while waiting for Jack to suggest something.

"I'd like to see her breasts."

"No problem." Shane looked at his wife. "You heard him."

"Yes, Master." She set her glass of wine down.

Somewhat amazed with her compliance, Jack watched as she began to unbutton her yellow silk blouse. He knew his wife would never consider doing what Nikki was doing so gracefully and with such ease. He expectantly waited for her to part her blouse. He smiled when he saw the dainty light yellow bra covering her small breasts. He took another puff on his cigar as she removed her blouse. He didn't perceive any embarrassment on her part. "Nice. Very nice." He glanced at Shane.

"Wait until you see her nipples," he commented as his wife reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. He picked up his cigar and inhaled. He joined Jack in watching as she exposed her breasts to them.

"Wow!" Jack exclaimed when he saw her small, perky breasts. He noted that the quarter sized areolae were dark brown and that her nipples were smaller than his wife's but obviously erect.

"She is easily aroused," Shane shared when he saw her erect nipples.

"It looks like it." Jack continued to be amazed at Nikki's willingness to please her husband in this way. He looked at her eyes. "You are lovely."

"Thank you." She smiled.

"What else do you want her to do?"

"Well, I'd like to see the rest of her."

"Fair enough." He looked at his wife. Nodding, he gave her permission to go on.

With a quiet elegance, she stood up and removed her skirt. She folded it up and placed it on the coffee table.

"Incredible," Jack said when he saw her flat stomach, toned legs and firm ass.

"She is," agreed Shane.

Nikki sensuously pushed the top of her pantyhose over her small hips and down her legs. Leaning over, she pushed the pantyhose further down her legs. She removed her heels and then her hose. Standing up, she dropped the pantyhose on top of her blouse.

Jack lustfully looked at her body. Her skin was flawless, supple and taut. His eyes moved to her waist when she placed her fingers under the waistband of her light yellow bikinis. He expectantly waited for her to lower them and reveal her pussy to him. "Fantastic," he said when her trimmed, black pubic hair came into view.

"She is fantastic," Shane agreed as he took the opportunity to let his eyes roam over his wife's body.

Nikki let her panties fall to her feet and stepped out of them. She lightly moved her hand over her pudendum as she looked directly at Jack. She smiled and gave no indication of being ill at ease. Rather, her erect nipples indicated that she was aroused.

"There is something that I've wanted to do ever since I heard that Bill Clinton did."

"Go ahead."

"Come here and spread those legs." Jack smiled at Shane and then carefully looked at her pussy. "I've wonder about this many times," he said. Shielding the lit end in the palm of his hand, he moved the Cuban cigar over her the lips of her pussy.

"Oh," she moaned. Reaching down, she opened the lips of her pussy so she could thoroughly enjoy the barrel of the cigar moving over her clit.

He was taken aback by her brazenness. "You weren't kidding about her doing what you want," he said almost in awe.

"No, I wasn't." He smiled as he watched him using the cigar on his wife.

Jack twisted the barrel of the cigar back and forth as he watched it becoming moist with her juices. "She is wet."

"She usually is," Shane answered as Nikki continued to softly moan and indicate that she was enjoying the Cuban cigar herself.

Jack removed the cigar and placed it between his lips. He tasted her. "She is sweet tasting." Then holding the cigar, he licked the barrel. "Very sweet tasting."

"If you want more, she loves oral sex ... giving and receiving."

Jack took a long puff on his cigar as he gazed at her assets--her sensuous eyes, her luscious lips, her breasts, her petit figure with its gentle curves and her legs. He touched her soft, tan skin. Jack looked at Shane. "I'll take you up on your offer."

"I knew you would." He looked at his wife. "Come here, my pet."

"Yes, Master." She moved to his side and slightly spread her legs.

"I don't want to feel left out," he said. He worked the barrel of his cigar between the lips of his pussy as Jack stood up and removed his clothing.

"Mmmm," she purred. She opened the lips of her pussy wider to make sure his cigar was saturated with her juices. She felt a delightful erotic tingle as she did. "That feels good, Master."

"It looks great." He made her moan when he removed the cigar. Placing it under his nose, he inhaled her scent. He placed the cigar in his mouth. "Mmm. You do taste sweet tonight."

"Thank you, Master." She looked at Jack and smiled as she looked over his athletic body. She licked her lips when she paused to stare at his manhood.

"Hungry, my pet?' asked Shane.

"Yes, Master. Ohhhh," she moaned when he stroked the pubic hair surrounding her slit.

Jack savored the taste of the Cuban one more time as he watched Shane play with his wife. "I'm in the mood for a little sixty-nine," he said after exhaling the smoke. He put his cigar in the ashtray.

"No problem." He looked at his wife. "Enjoy."

"I will, Master."

Jack took her by the hand and led her to the pool table. He touched her small breasts and toyed with her nipples. "She does get hard," he commented.

She moaned.

"She is very responsive."

"Very," Jack agreed. He lustfully looked at her hard nipples. He pinched and twisted them.

"Mmm," she moaned.

"My wife hates it when I do this," he commented as he tested Nikki's submissiveness and willingness to let him do what he wanted.

"Like I said, she is submissive and she will do anything to please me."

He looked at the white tips of her nipples and marveled at her willingness to let him use her in this way. He wished his wife were so cooperative. "You are a lucky man."

"I am."

He released her nipples. Leaning over, he sucked one along with her small breast into his mouth.

"Oh, that feels so good," she purred.

He let her breast slip from his mouth and helped her get on the pool table. He joined her. "Now, I'm going to eat you and you're going to suck my cock."

"I'd like that." She straddled his face after he laid down on the table. Looking at his penis, she lowered her pussy to his mouth.

Jack was filled with anticipation over enjoying some Japanese pussy for the first time. He saw the moisture on the lips as it moved closer and closer. He placed his hands on her thighs as her pussy touched his lips. He immediately pushed his tongue into her hole and tasted her. "Mmmm."

"Ohhhhh," moaned Nikki. She shifted her position slightly before leaning forward and taking his penis into her mouth. She felt him shudder as she did. She moved her tongue over the tip while she softly stroked the base of his flaccid penis. She glanced at her husband and noted his approval. She moaned as Jack proved his ability to perform cunnilingus.

Jack enjoyed just how sweet she tasted. He loved how she was moving her pussy against his mouth. He ran his hands over her tight ass as he felt his whole body, especially his penis, responding to her beauty and obvious oral talents. He pulled her firmly against his mouth as his penis quickly grew into a raging hard-on. He had no trouble locating her swollen clit and massaging it with his tongue. He felt her response and it make him even harder.

Shane put his cigar down. Watching them, he stripped. Once he was naked, he stroked his penis. His manhood quickly responded to the sight of his wife sucking another man's cock.

Jack pushed her up and away. "She feels so good."

"Her pussy feels even better. You can try it if you want," Shane offered as further evidence that his wife would do anything and everything he wanted.

Jack dove back into her pussy. He eagerly ate her as she continued to suck his cock. He came up for air. "I do want to try out her pussy."

Shane stroked his wife's hair. "You heard him, my pet."

She let his hard cock slip from her lips. "Yes, Master." She gracefully got off and laid down on the table. She spread her legs and waited for him to move between them. She smiled as he knelt between her legs and lustfully gazed at her. "Take me."

Jack moved forward and easily slid into her well-lubricated hole. "Oh. Wow!" he exclaimed as her warm, wet pussy seemed to inhale his nine inches. He arched his head back and simply enjoyed how it felt to impale her.

"I told you that her pussy felt good."

"Marvelous is more like it."

"How does he feel?"

"Great, Master." She touched his hard nipples and toyed with them. "Fuck me."

"Okay." He loved how she was playing with his nipples. Bracing himself on the table with hands, he began the motion of intercourse as she kept toying with his nipples. "Oh, yeah."

"Mmmm." She arched up and made sure her clit was getting the full benefit of his plunging cock.

Getting on the table, Shane offered his penis to his wife's mouth. "Suck it."

She simply opened her mouth. "Mmm," she purred as they used her for their pleasure.

Having sex and watching her suck cock at the same time was a first for Jack, an arousing first. He loved how a hard cock moving over her lips looked. He loved how her pussy was hugging his cock like a second skin. He was close to erupting.

"Yes!" exclaimed Shane as he came first.

"Mmm," Nikki moaned as she eagerly accepted his load. She loved the taste of cum. She swallowed.

Shane pumped her mouth until he was finished ejaculating. Then he withdrew. "You can cum in her."

"Okay."

"I'm going to cum," breathed Nikki as Jack started to fuck her harder and deeper. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. YES!" she exclaimed as she did. She worked her pussy against his plunging cock. She lightly pinched his nipples.

Jack immediately responded to all of the stimuli. "Yes!" He released a flood of semen deep inside of her. "Yes, yes, yes," he added as her jerked with each spasm of his climax. Spent, he finally laid down on top of her. He could barely feel her small breasts against his chest. But he could feel her pussy contracting and twitching on his penis. "Oh, wow," he breathed as she purred her satisfaction.

"I told you her pussy was great."

"It is." He kissed her and slowly withdrew.

"And her pussy can do other amazing things," Shane said with an evil smile.

"What?"

"I'll show you." He picked up the cue ball.

Nikki kept her legs spread as her husband knelt near her waist. She smiled when she saw the ball. She flinched when she felt the coolness of the ball on her pussy.

"I can put this ball inside of her pussy."

"You can?" Jack asked with obvious disbelief.

"I can. Watch and be amazed." He applied more and more pressure to the ball.

Jack's eyes widened when the lips of her pussy began to surround the ball. His jaw dropped when the widest part of the ball moved into her pussy.

"Ohhh," breathed Nikki as she focused on relaxing. She felt a small amount of pain and then the ball popped into her pussy and disappeared.

Jack was speechless for a moment. "Unbelievable."

"Yeah." He gave him an evil smile. "It's something Japanese women learn so they can give extra pleasure to their husbands as you just found out."

"I did. How does she get it out?"

"It's easy. They use their vaginal muscles." He looked at his wife. "Show him."

"Yes, Master."

Jack's eyes widened again when the cue ball appeared at the opening of her vagina. "Incredible."

"It is. And when she uses those muscles during sex, there is nothing else like it in the whole world."

Jack thought about how good it felt when he was having sex with her. "I'll say." He looked at the cue ball. "You are a lucky man," he said after the ball was removed.

"I am."

"I'm the luckiest," Nikki cooed softly and once again gave evidence of her submissive nature.

"You are the joy of my life, my pet."

"Thank you, Master."

"Does she have a sister?" asked Jack.

Shane smiled. "Now, Jack, you're married. But I'm sure she would be more than happy to teach your wife some new techniques." He looked at Nikki. "Right?"

"Yes, Master, if you want me to." She toyed with her hard nipples.

"That would be great. But I don't think Denise would be open to that idea."

"You never know. And Nikki is looking for a female soul mate. Maybe we could at least introduce the girls."

"I guess it couldn't hurt." He looked at Nikki. "You are amazing."

"Thank you. And I would like to meet your wife." She smiled.

"Okay."

"Do you want her to clean off your cock?" Shane asked.

"Yes, by all means. That is something my wife would never consider doing." In the blink of an eye, Nikki was on her knees with her head between his legs. "Awesome," he breathed and closed his eyes. He knew he would be introducing his wife to Nikki soon.

Shane got off the bed and picked up his cigar. He relit it as he watched his wife performing fellatio. He tasted her on the barrel of the cigar. "Life is good," he whispered.

"What a day," Rachel said to the walls as she came through the door. Tossing her briefcase on the couch, she removed her red blazer and laid it over the back of a chair pushed up to the dining room table. Running her fingers through her auburn hair, she glanced at the clock on the stove. "I have two hours before he calls."

It had indeed been a hectic day at the brokerage firm. It seemed like every one of her clients had called today. But in spite of all the interruptions, her mind frequently drifted as she thought about her husband. Devere had been out of town on business for the last three days and had promised to call tonight. She was expectantly looking forward to his call and to hearing his deep and sensuous voice. She hated being apart from him since she enjoyed his touch and having sex with him at least once a day. And right now, she was horny beyond belief. Masturbation helped take the edge off when he was gone, but it never gave her the satisfaction and release that a hard cock did.

"I can't daydream too much." She moaned. Running her hands over her breasts, she contemplated what to fix for dinner. Finding her nipples, she teased them through her white silk blouse and white satin bra. "Looks like Lean Cuisine tonight," she decided. Finding the package of lasagna in the freezer, she opened it and popped the tray into the microwave. Setting the timer, she pressed the start button and heard the microwave come to life and begin to cook her evening meal. Filling a wine glass with white zin, she turned on the television to listen to the evening news. Sitting in her favorite chair, she sipped her wine and began to unwind from her hectic day. Her left nipple hardened as she caressed it while listening to the local news. "Damn, I am so horny," she admitted. The buzzing of the microwave interrupted her enjoyment of how her body was responding to her touch. As she stood up, she felt the wetness between her legs. "It'll have to wait," she told herself as the urge to masturbate presented itself.

After wiping the corners of her mouth with the linen napkin after her dinner, she drained the remaining wine from her second glass of wine. Dabbing her mouth one more time, she commented, "Not a bad wine." She smiled as the effects of the wine mellowed her out and started to take some of the stress of the day away. Pouring one more glass, she retreated to the bedroom. Setting the glass of wine on the ledge of the oversized bathtub, she began to draw her bath. After adding bath oil as the tub filled, she took a sip of wine and walked back into the master bedroom. Setting the wine glass on her chest of drawers, she unbuttoned and removed her white blouse and slipped out of her red almost miniskirt. She left both items in a heap on the floor as she looked at herself in the mirrors of her closet doors. Using both hands, she pushed her ample breasts together. Then reaching behind herself she released the hooks of the bra. She noticed the imprint of her large nipples in the cups of the bra as she did. "I like how that looks," she commented. "I do have a nice set," she observed as the bra fell free and exposed the dark brown areola of her 36 D breasts. She moaned as she pushed them together one more time before moving her fingers under the waist band of the pantyhose and taking them off. She watched in the mirror as she slowly lowered her satin white panties and so slowly revealed her shaved pudendum underneath them. She found herself aroused as she examined her nude body in the mirror while holding the moist panties in her right hand. "Devere, I need you so much," she told the image in the mirror as her left hand moved over her pudendum and between her legs. "Oh, yes, I need you to fuck me, to fuck me hard and deep," she added as her fingers disappeared into her moist slit.

Stepping into the tub, Rachel slowly lowered herself into the hot water. As the water finally covered her breasts, she closed her pale blue eyes as the warmth of the bath not only surrounded her but further removed the stress of the day. "Just what the doctor ordered," she purred as the water enveloped her in a safe and comforting environment. "Mmmm, do I ever need this," she continued as she felt herself being transported to another world. Finally, she opened her eyes and reached for the glass of wine. She savored the taste as the alcohol made her even more warm on the inside. She looked at how erotic her breasts looked just barely submerged in the water. Holding the glass of wine in one hand, she used the other hand to stroke her pussy. "Yes," she breathed as her body quickly responded to her touch. Glancing at the clock on the shelf over the toilet, she realized she only had twenty minutes before Devere would call. "Soon," she told herself as she set the wine glass down, found the bar of soap and made herself squeaky clean. After toweling off, she drained the glass of wine.

Once in the bedroom, she picked out the lingerie she would wear. The royal blue corset accentuated her pale blue eyes. Her breasts filled the cups and then some. Slowly, she pulled the dark black stockings over each leg and attached them to the garters of the corset. Standing in front of the mirrors, she smiled at the image that was reflected back to her. "If only Devere could see me right now. I would make him so horny." She opted to leave the matching panties off. "Yes, I would make him so horny," she repeated as her hand instinctively stroked her slit and her middle finger found her clit. "Fuck, I'm making myself horny." As she was placing some toys on the nightstand, the phone rang precisely at seven as promised.

"Hello, Honey," Rachel said. Pulling back the comforter, she felt the coolness of the sheet as she sat down on the bed. Her stocking clad legs glided across the surface of the sheet as she positioned herself on the bed.

"Hi. How was your day?"

"Hectic and long since I knew you were going to call tonight." She fluffed the pillow before laying back and resting her head on it.

"Horny as ever I take it."

"Beyond belief." The sound of Devere's voice was already giving her a wonderful tingly feeling. "I miss you so much and I really need your hard cock deep inside of me," she added as she located and played with her nipples through the fabric of the cups of the corset

He chuckled over her frank appraisal of her situation. "Yes, you are horny as usual. So am I," he admitted.

"I am glad to hear that, Honey." She closed her eyes and felt her nipples become erect. Looking down, she could see their outline and was pleased that she had such large and sensitive nipples.

"What are you wearing?" His voice was soft and sensuous with a slight hint of expectation.

"The royal blue corset and black stockings."

"I love that outfit. Panties?"

"No. What are you wearing?"

"I'm completely naked and lying on the bed with the beginnings of a wonderful hard-on. I'm getting harder just visualizing how you look and how it would feel to move my hands over your stockings and slowly, so slowly, making my way to your naked pussy."

"Mmm. I'd love to suck your cock and make it incredibly hard. My pussy wants a hard cock so badly." Rachel found her pussy with her hand. "I am so wet," she shared.

"You are always wet and horny."

"Yes, but I am really wet and horny right now. Are you hard?"

Devere looked down as Suzanne, his female counterpart in the office and traveling companion for the week, took his cock deep into her mouth. "Very hard."

"Good. Nothing I like better than a hard cock." She licked her juices off of her fingers.

Hearing the sound, he asked, "How do you taste?" He smiled at Suzanne as she looked up at him with her dark brown eyes.

"I taste so good," she said before licking her fingers clean.

"I know and wish I could taste you right now. I love the aroma of your wet pussy and the taste of your juices." He shuddered as Suzanne's tongue flicked out against his glans and her long blond hair brushed against his thighs and scrotum.

"I can almost feel you licking me. I would love to taste you right now, too." She returned to playing with her shaved pussy and soaking her fingers in her copious flow of juices.

"Make your nipples hard for me." He closed his eyes as Suzanne's lips surrounded his now extremely hard cock.

Rachel touched her breasts and moved her right palm over her nipples. "They are so hard right now. I think I could etch glass with them," she whispered into the phone. "Yes, so hard just for you," she moaned.

"Take them out and pinch the nipples just for me," he said. The visualization of her hard nipples caused him to arch up and force his cock deep into Suzanne's mouth.

"Yes." Rachel let the underwire of the cups of her corset support her breasts with their pointy nipples. "Oh," she moaned as she gently pinched and pulled on them. "Oh, that feels so good. I wish you see them and pinch them." She continued to moan as she played with her tits.

"Make them hard, Honey. Keep them hard."

"I will. Are you stroking your cock and keeping it hard for me?"

"Yes, dear. I am rock hard and I have so much precome. You are making me so horny."

"Taste it." She waited for his response and as she pulled on her hard nipples. She heard him suck on his fingers. "Does it taste good?"

"Very. I wish you could enjoy it." He used one hand to guide Suzanne's head up and down on his raging hard-on.

"So do I." Her hand moved down to her pussy. "I am so wet."

"Are you playing with your pussy?"

"Yes. My nipples are so hard and my pussy is so wet," she said lowly and sensuously into the phone. "I wish you could fuck me."

"So do I. I wish I could pound my hard cock deep into your pussy and fill you with my hot juices," Devere sincerely confessed as Suzanne skillfully kept him on the verge of cumming.

"Oh, so do I," Rachel readily agreed. "I'm so hot and so horny. And I'm so wet I can slide four fingers into my hole." She placed the phone near her plunging fingers so he could hear her fucking herself. "Can you hear that?" she asked a little later.

"Yes. I'm about ready to explode just from listening to it. Do you have a vibrator handy?"

"Yes."

"Use it on yourself. I want to hear you fucking yourself with it."

"Okay. But you have to stroke your cock and get ready to cum."

"No problem. I am hard and almost ready right now."

Rachel located the vibrator on the nightstand. She placed it her mouth and lubricated before inserting it into her pussy. "Oh!" she cried out as she turned it on.

"Do you have it in you?"

"Yes. I sure do," she breathed. She placed the phone near the humming instrument of pleasure. "Mmmmmm," she moaned as she worked it in and out of her hole.

Devere heard the humming. Knowing his wife was enjoying the vibrator only served to excite him more. He waited for her speak as Suzanne kept him hard.

"Cum for me. Please cum for me," pleaded Rachel as she feverishly worked the vibrator in and out of her horny hole. "I want to hear you cum."

"Okay." Devere closed his eyes and let Suzanne work her magic. He stiffened in her mouth as she sucked the head of his cock and stroked the shaft with her soft hand. "I am so close. I am going to cum soon," he breathlessly told her. "Oh, Rachel, I'm cumming just for you," he informed her as he felt the first ejaculation. "Cum with me."

"I am! I am!" Rachel exclaimed as she convulsed in ecstasy. The phone slipped from her hand as she rode the vibrator. Using the other hand, she pulled on her nipples and derived as much pleasure as she could.

"Yes! Yes!" Devere exclaimed as his ejaculations continued. He watched with great satisfaction as Suzanne accepted his full load. He smiled as she held his cock, looked him straight in the eye and swallowed.

"Oh, that was so good," Rachel said after regaining her composure and picking up the phone.

"It was, Rachel. You are an awesome fuck even on the phone." He shivered as Suzanne returned to sucking his cock.

"So are you. I do miss you."

"That goes double for me," he breathed.

"I can't wait to have you back in bed with me. I am going to fuck your brains out."

"I believe you."

"Thanks for calling. See you this weekend and be ready for a lot of time between the sheets."

"I will be."

"Good. I love you."

"I love you."

"Good-bye," Rachel said and hung up the phone after hearing his response. "I'm still so fucking horny," she said as her hand moved across her pussy. "Yes, so fucking horny," she repeated as several of her fingers disappeared into her slit.

"I'm so fucking horny from listening to you and your wife," Suzanne said.

"I don't suppose my hard cock in your mouth had anything to do with how horny you are," Devere stated.

"Not at all," she teased as she stroked his cock back into a useful state. "Fuck me, Devere." She moved forward to straddle him.

"You have great tits, Suzanne," he told her as he reached out and massaged her breasts. "And a nice tight pussy," he added after she slid down the entire length of his cock.

"And it likes a nice hard, thick cock." She started to move up and down. "Yes, it likes a hard cock," she moaned as she pressed her clit against his throbbing cock and enjoyed every sensation of riding his rod.

"Damn, you're tight," he shared. "I love how it feels. Fuck me, Suzanne. Fuck me like you mean it." He laid back on the bed and enjoyed her renewed efforts to fuck his brains out.

"Oh! Fuck me!" she demanded as she approached her zenith.

Arching up, he forcefully shoved his cock as deep into her pussy as he could. He repeated his efforts until she voiced her complete satisfaction. As she screamed out, "I'm cumming!" he joined her. "Yes! Yes! Yes!" he repeated as his sexual need was satisfied and his sexual energy was spent. Unknown to him, Rachel joined him and Suzanne in climaxing.

Leaning forward and pressing her breasts into his chest, she whispered, "You are the best. Do you want a repeat?"

"For sure. Just give me a moment to recover."

As Devere recovered, Rachel drifted off to a deep sleep while playing with her nipples. There was faint smile on her face. She fell asleep uncovered on top of the sheet.

After Devere fully recovered and was now ready to have sexual intercourse with Suzanne once again, a hand covered Rachel's mouth and pushed her head deep into the pillow while other hands pinned her legs to the bed. As Suzanne moaned over being penetrated, Rachel tried to scream. As Suzanne helped Devere fuck her hard and deep, Rachel struggled against the hands that held her secure.

"Quiet or I'll hurt you," a deep gruff voice told her. The voice was male but not distinctive in terms of an accent.

Rachel's heart was pounding inside of her chest. Sensing the strength of her assailants, she knew it was useless to continue struggling against them, perhaps even stupid. She told herself to calm down and focus on doing whatever it took to escape injury. As she relaxed, she looked at her assailant. But the darkness of the room concealed the details of his face from her.

"Better, bitch. I don't want you to make a sound when I take my hand off of your mouth. Understand?"

Rachel nodded that she did understand. She caught the faint odor of garlic on his breath. She felt the pressure holding her legs increase as a reminder to obey and the fact that she was under their control

"Good. Don't make me hurt you by screaming," he warned her just before releasing his grip. He held her hands over her head.

"Please, don't hurt me," Rachel softy said.

"I won't if you cooperate, bitch."

"I will," she breathed even though her heart was racing and fear filled her.

"Take her stockings off," the assailant who held her arms said after straddling her and pinning her firmly to the bed.

Rachel felt the garters being released and her stockings being rolled down her legs and removed. She tried to take a deep breath to prepare herself for whatever they had in mind but his weight on her abdomen made it difficult.

"Blindfold her."

Rachel cooperated by lifting her head slightly to allow one of the stockings to be placed over her eyes and wrapped around her head twice. Losing her vision made her feel even more vulnerable.

"Don't move a muscle, bitch."

She didn't as the other stocking was used to tie her hands securely together. She felt her arms being stretched further over her head and secured to the headboard with the remaining length of stocking. She bit her lower lip as he removed his weight from her and got off of the bed.

"Let's see what we have to play with," the same voice said.

Rachel heard the click of the light switch. She could feel their eyes moving across her body. She laid in the darkness and waited. She knew she was going to be raped.

"Nice, very nice," said the other assailant. His voice wasn't as deep as the first. It sounded young with just the hint of southern accent.

"Yes, she is nice. Spread those legs and show us your cunt." The first assailant said before slapping her upper thigh to let her know that he meant business.

She spread them as wide as she could. The sting of his slap left a warm spot on her thigh. She vowed to cooperate to avoid any further pain or punishment. As a hand moved over her pussy and between her legs, she jumped and pulled against the bonds that held her hands.

"Nice and smooth. I like how it looks and feels," said the second assailant. "I think I'll make my girlfriend shave her pussy," he added as his finger moved between her vaginal lips. "And she is so wet."

"Maybe the thought of getting fucked by us is turning her on. Is that true, bitch?" asked the deeper voice.

"Yes," she lied. In reality, it repulsed her. As the finger in her pussy touched her clit, she jumped and moaned. It amazed her that under the circumstances it felt so good.

"We are going to fuck you. We are going to fuck all of your holes," he continued.

"Yes, we are going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you," added the younger voice.

Rachel pulled against her bonds as two fingers were forced deep into her pussy. She knew she was wet. It surprised her. She remained silent. The sound of her rapidly beating heart seemed so loud and she wondered if they could hear it. She heard that animals can sense, even smell, fear. She wondered if they could smell hers. She tensed as she heard them removing their clothing.

"How convenient," said the younger voice. He started to unhook the front closures of her corset. "Relax, slut. I am not going to hurt you," he told her when she tensed. "But I am going to see what kind of tits you have. And you do want me to play with your tits, don't you?"

"Yes," she lied again. She was glad she couldn't see him leering at her. She waited as the last hook was unfastened. She felt her corset separate and knew they were looking, leering, at her exposed breasts.

"Look at the size of her nipples," said the first assailant. "I want to suck on these," he said as he fondled them.

"Me, too. And they're getting hard," observed the other one.

Rachel wished that her body wasn't responding in any way to these two. She clenched her jaw in a form of defiance as they played with her nipples. She felt a wave of disgust as her left nipple was drawn into a mouth and a tongue swirled over the tip.

"Her tit tastes good," said the first assailant.

"Let me see."

"Let's find out if she likes sucking cock," suggested the gruff voice as his young partner in crime used his teeth to pull her right nipple up and away from her body.

Rachel flinched as his cock touched her lips. She could tell it was flaccid and he was in need of a bath. It didn't excite her all.

"Suck it, bitch," he ordered in a tone that made it clear that she had no choice but to comply with his demand. "Yes, suck it like the whore you are," he added as her lips surrounded the tip.

Rachel crinkled her nose over how bitter he tasted. She felt him become hard as he thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. She knew he was thicker than Devere. She flinched as his companion sucked her tit deep into his mouth.

"Look. She likes dildos in her fucking pussy," said the deeper voice as he picked up and examined the vibrator on the night stand. Taking his cock out of her mouth, he asked, "Did you fuck yourself with this tonight?"

"Yes," Rachel replied. She was embarrassed that her personal life was also exposed to these two.

"Maybe she needs to be fucked with the real thing," he concluded. "Fuck that hairless pussy."

"Yeah, I can't wait to let her feel a real man's cock deep inside of her," said the second assailant.

"She's got one in her mouth," he added as forced her suck him again.

"Yup. And now she has one in her cunt," he said after pushing the full length of his nine inch cock into her.

Rachel was thankful for being so wet since he was longer and thicker than any cock she had ever experienced before. She grimaced slightly over being stretched open and while her pussy adjusted to its latest intruder.

"That's it. Fuck her," the one getting the blow job encouraged.

"Oh, she is nice and tight." The young voice ruthlessly and relentlessly and repeatedly drove his cock deep into her. "Look at how her tits jiggle as I fuck her."

"Suck my cock, whore," he demanded as he watched her tits jiggle and her pussy getting fucked.

Rachel obeyed. If all they want is sex, I can handle that. I just don't want them to hurt me.

"Make me cum, whore," he demanded as his cock got even harder in her hot, moist mouth.

"Cum in her mouth and make her swallow it," encouraged the younger one as he continued to pump her.

Shit, why do men always want to cum in your mouth and make you swallow it? Rachel puzzled. She sensed how close he was to getting off from the way he was pounding his cock into her mouth. Then she felt and tasted his semen.

"Take it all, bitch," he ordered as he continued to release his load. "All of it," he continued as he stroked his cock and made sure every drop was deposited into her mouth. "Swallow." When she did, he added, "Very good, whore." Putting his cock back into her mouth, he watched his partner in crime continue to fuck her pussy.

"You have to try this pussy. It's good."

"I intend to. Can you make her cum?"

"For sure. I can tell she's enjoying this cock."

Bull shit. I am not enjoying it at all Rachel thought. But even under these circumstances, she couldn't stop her body from responding to a cock that was indeed hitting all of the right spots. She tightened down on his shaft and came much to her dismay. She moaned even with her mouth full of cock. Her reaction sent him over the edge and he filled her pussy with his hot juices.

"Yes! Yes!" he voiced with each spasm of release. He pumped her a few more times. "I told you I could make her cum," he said with a degree of satisfaction.

"Enjoy, bitch?" the gruff voice asked after taking his cock out of her mouth.

"Yes. He's a great fuck," she lied.

"I'm better and you will find that out in a moment. Get me nice and hard," he said as once again he pushed his cock into her mouth.

"You are going to enjoy that pussy," the younger voice said as he withdrew. "I sure did." He massaged her tits.

"I plan on fucking her like she has never been fucked before."

"And I want to try out her mouth. Looks like she's sucked cock before."

"Obviously she has. Your turn," he said. He removed his cock and positioned himself between her spread legs.

"Oh," moaned Rachel as she found out that he was indeed thicker than his friend. She arched up as he pushed his cock deep inside of her.

"Suck it," demanded the younger voice as he placed the tip of his cock on her lips.

She tasted his cum and her juices as his semi-erect cock moved over her lips and into her mouth. She found him to be sweeter than his partner. And she was glad he was.

"Make me hard. Your ass is next," he told her.

"She is tight."

"I told you so." He started to fuck her mouth as the beginnings of a new erection became evident.

"I am going to eat her."

She felt him withdraw. Then she jumped as his mouth parted the lips of her pussy and his tongue found her swollen clit. Yes, eat me. She was surprised at the need she just expressed to herself.

"Suck, bitch."

Rachel obeyed. She felt her arousal level escalate dramatically as his tongue swirled over her clit and as the cock in her mouth grew in size. Make me cum. She was frustrated when he quit eating her.

"Great tasting pussy," he volunteered. "She sure likes cock," he said as she reacted to his penetrating her once again with his large, thick member. "Yes, I want you to cum on my cock, you little whore," he urged her as he recognized her need and desire to get off.

Rachel more rapidly sucked his cock the closer she got to cumming. Fuck! Yes! She arched up and enjoyed the sexual release that washed over her.

"Horny little whore, aren't you?" asked the younger voice. Removing his cock from her mouth, he waited for her reply.

"Yes. Very," she breathed.

"I am going to fuck her ass first."

"Okay. I still want to enjoy her mouth," he said. He watched as Rachel accepted his cock and felt her skillfully using her tongue on his glans.

Placing her legs over his shoulders, the older assailant exposed her ass for his use. Using his hand he guided the tip of penis to her hole. "Relax." He pressed against her and demanded entrance. Slowly, he worked it passed the tight opening.

She paused from sucking cock and pulled against her bonds as he slid deeper and deeper into her. It had been long time since she had engaged in anal sex. It hurt and yet in a strange way it felt good. She gasped slightly as he started to pump her.

"Keep sucking," the young voice reminded her. "Very good," he said as her lips wrapped around him once again. "Yes, suck that cock. I want to cum in your mouth."

What's new? She obeyed.

"Give me the vibrator," the invader of her ass said. He accepted the vibrator, turned it on and ran it over her pussy as he continued to fuck her ass. "She likes that a lot," he observed.

"I would say so," agreed the recipient of her blow job. "Stick it in her."

Rachel moaned as the vibrator penetrated her pussy. Yes, fuck me. It was the first double penetration for her.

"I like how that looks. And I can feel the vibrator on my cock."

"I'm going to cum, whore," the young voice said. "You know what to do." He closed his eyes and filled her mouth with an extraordinarily large load of thick, sticky, white, hot cum.

Rachel swallowed and swallowed as expected. At least it tasted good she voiced to herself. She licked the tip as he moved it across her lips.

"Yes, lick it clean." He shuddered over the wonderful sensations her tongue was causing.

As the vibrator brought him closer and closer to cumming, he more forcefully moved in and out of her ass. Then forcing his cock deep inside of her, he released his load. "Fuck! Yes!"

Rachel felt his spurts of release. She squirmed as the vibrator continued to give her some good, good vibrations. I'm going to cum again, she thought.

"No, you aren't," the first assailant said as if reading her mind and turned off the vibrator.

She felt a sense of frustration as the vibrator was removed from her pussy. She felt a sense of relief as he withdrew. She sighed as her legs were lowered back onto the mattress.

"Am I a better fuck?'

"Yes," she agreed and hoped she didn't piss off the man with the younger voice.

"I told you, slut. You are such a whore."

"Yeah, a cocksucking whore," added the younger sounding voice. "Admit what you are," he further demanded.

"I am a cocksucking whore and a slut," she repeated. "I am a fucking whore slut." Even though that admission was made under duress, she felt ashamed.

"Yes, you are," he agreed. "I think you enjoyed getting fucked more than you care to admit."

She paused for a moment and thought. Shouldn't I be outraged and angry and feel violated over what these men did to me? Why don't I feel more outraged? Maybe I am just a horny slut who needs a sexual fix all the time. Maybe he is right. "Yes, you are right." Her agreement only served to make her feel even more ashamed.

"I know I enjoyed finding out what a horny bitch whore you are," said the deeper voice.

"So did I," added his partner. "I may be back for seconds."

"Open your mouth, slut," ordered the first assailant. When she did, he stuffed a pair of panties into her mouth and held them in place with a scarf he found in the nightstand. "We're done for now. Like he said, we may come back." He pinched her nipples while his companion inserted his fingers into her pussy.

"Yes, we may come back and teach you some new tricks." The young voice laughed and then removed his fingers from her.

She heard the light being turned off and the bedroom door close. She waited quietly until she was sure she was alone. She pulled herself closer to the headboard so she could use her teeth to untie the stocking that held her hands together. Once her hands were free, she untied her blindfold, sat up and then rubbed her wrists where the stockings had left their mark. Do I call the police? I am so ashamed. I don't want to share all of the details of this assault with some stranger. And what if they were right about me being a cocksucking whore slut? And what would Devere think if he knew I had been raped?

Rachel felt the depths of her shame. She felt ashamed over being assaulted and violated by this duo. She felt ashamed over not feeling more angry and outrage towards her attackers. And she felt ashamed that she did enjoy getting off while tied up. Maybe I am just a slut who deserves to be fucked and fucked and fucked. Stepping into the hot shower, she pondered her feelings.