June has her first assignment and steps into a world she could only dream of.
June was due to start at the supermarket at 2 p.m. which gave her enough time to drive across town to the sex shop to collect the things Carl had told her to. She wore a thin summer dress with nothing underneath and couldn’t resist playing with her pussy as she drove. She kept thinking of Jamie, how she had watched him grow from a toddler, Sally his mother was a close friend, they shared a lot of secrets, she knew that Sally had had a number of lovers, somehow that didn’t surprise her, she was very attractive and had a bubbly personality. Whenever they met up for coffee, Sally was always flirting with some man in the place, she wondered what she would think if she knew her son was fucking her.
Her fingers were working faster and she felt her orgasm approaching, she realised she was wandering all over the road, suddenly she was startled by a loud siren, she shook her head to come back to reality and checked her mirror, sure enough there were flashing blue lights behind her.
There was a pull in just up ahead, she indicated and pulled in then waited as she saw the police car stopping behind her. She took a couple of deep breaths to calm herself as the policeman approached her window. She lowered her window.
“Good morning Madam,” he said, bending down and resting his hands on the window opening, “l couldn’t help noticing you were driving somewhat erratically, you seem to be rather flushed, are you okay?”
“Oh yes Officer,” she replied, “sorry, l was distracted, l’m very sorry.”
“I can’t smell alcohol on your breath,” he said, “but can you tell me if you have been drinking?”
“Oh n….n….no….no, Oh sorry, no l haven’t,” she replied, getting flustered.
“That’s okay Madam,” He said, “no need to get upset, take a deep breath and try to calm down.”
“Oh sorry,” she said, she could feel tears welling in her eyes, “it’s just l’ve never been stopped by the police before, are you going to arrest me?”
“No Madam,” he laughed, “l’m not going to arrest you, unless there’s something you’ve done that you should be arrested for.”
June wondered if she should admit that she had just been fucking a young boy and she felt her face flush even redder. Then she noticed that she hadn’t pulled her dress back down and the material was barely covering her pussy. She also noticed that his eyes seemed to be focussed on the considerable amount of cleavage she was showing, in fact it appeared that it was only her nipples that were preventing her tits from being exposed completely. For the first time she noticed that the officer seemed to be in his mid thirties and very good looking, she felt her cunt reacting.
“I’m so sorry Officer, this sort of thing has never happened before, is there anything l can do.”
“Do you have your driving licence?” He said.
“Oh yes,” she said, reaching across to her handbag, she took out her purse and handed him her licence. He pressed to button on the radio sitting on his shoulder and recited the details of her licence, she surmised he must have been wearing some kind of earpiece as she couldn’t hear a voice replying. A few moments later he said something into the radio and handed back her licence.
“Everything seems to be in order Madam, can l suggest you take a little more care and concentrate on your driving.” He said.
She noticed that he seemed to be looking down at her legs, she looked down and realised that when she had moved to get her handbag her skirt had ridden up and her pussy was exposed. Her immediate reaction was to cover up but managed to stop herself and as she reached to put her licence back into her handbag she allowed her thighs to part. She felt the surge in her tummy, it was all she could do to stop herself from frigging herself in front of him.
“Can l ask where you are going,” he said.
“Oh, l’m going across town to pick up some goods from a shop, then back home to change, l start work at the supermarket at two.” She replied.
“Okay,” He said, “Well drive carefully, and you might be better pulling your skirt down and concentrating on driving.”
June was shaking as he walked away, she realised he must have known what she was doing. She waited for his car to move off then looked all around, there didn’t seem to be anyone near.
“Oh god, what have you become June,” she said to herself, but even as she spoke, her hand went to her pussy and she started rubbing her clit. It only took seconds for her to cum, she shook violently as her orgasm ripped through her, juices flowing around her fingers, she rubbed harder and came again. She saw two schoolboys walking along the pavement towards the car, she didn’t have time to sort herself out, they had both been watching her and one was leaning down pointing his phone at her. She was a mess, her cunt fully exposed and one of her tits had fallen out of her dress. The boy took her photo and they both laughed as they ran away.
She drove to the industrial estate and pulled up outside the sex store. She was pleased that there were only a couple of other cars there. As she went to get out she realised how wet her seat was, she was grateful that it was fake leather but that meant that the back of her dress was soaked.
She walked to the door, her dress sticking to her, unbeknown to her, the wet material had become virtually see through. She stopped realising she didn’t know the code. Suddenly there was a click and a voice from a speaker said, “That’s okay June, just open the door.”
She entered and went over to the counter, she could see three or four men scattered about the store, all of them looking at her.
“Hi June,” Con said with a smile, “Carl told me to expect you.” He reached under the counter and picked up a large package and placed it on the counter. “Everything is in there,” he said, “but Carl says you must not open it until he is with you.”
She went to pick up the package.
“Do you have to go straight away,” he said.
“I’m in a bit of a hurry,” she replied, “but if you’re quick…okay.”
“I can’t leave the counter so it will have to be here,” he said.
She looked around the store, all the men were looking at her as if expecting something.
“Jeez Con,” She said, “it’s only been two days and it’s been a continuous line of cocks up me, if this carries on l’ll have to take bookings,” she smiled at him. “Oh fuck it,” she said, slipping the shoulder straps off her shoulders allowing her dress to fall away, revealing her naked body.
She leaned forward, supporting her hands on the counter and parted her legs.
“I’m not surprised you’re popular,” he said, walking round the counter and unzipping his trousers. “You’re a very attractive lady, if if l might say so you have much more class than most of the women we get in here.”
“No need to flatter me,” she laughed, “just fuck me.”
She felt his cock nudge against her pussy lips and as he moved forward she pushed back, taking him completely in one movement.
“Of fuck Con, that feels so good,” she said, “don’t wait for me l’m strung out, just fuck me and cum.”
His hands were on her hips pulling her back to meet each thrust. She felt hands on her tits as they swung under her. She looked around her and saw two men either side, all with their cocks out, all wanking, two of them were feeling her tits, squeezing them and pulling her nipples.
“I don’t have time to take you all fellas,” she said. “Let me suck you off but you have to cum quickly.”
She shuffled around with Con still fucking her, she gripped the waist of the man on her right and took his cock into her mouth. She felt Con sink deep into her cunt and the heat of his spunk filled her. The cock in her mouth came at the same time, there wasn’t a lot of spunk and she swallowed it easily. Con moved away and was replaced by another cock, she didn’t know which man it was but she didn’t care.
She came just as the second cock spurted inside her, then a second cock was being pressed into her mouth. She had to hang on as her knees buckled but hands supported her. She was thankful that the third cock didn’t take long to cum, quickly followed by the second one in her mouth.
She needed a few moments to recover, her body trembling, the men supported her, taking the opportunity to feel her tits and bottom, she felt fingers probing her anus but didn’t care, she was now a proper slut and she felt proud that she could attract so much attention.
Once she had recovered they helped her back on with her dress although it was little more than a soaking wet scrap of material. All the men were very complimentary, they were of varying ages and all seemed to be normal respectable men. One of them carried the package out to her car and she kissed him in thanks.
She was shaking all the way home but she concentrated hard determined not to attract attention. She got home, checked the time and knew she was going to be late for work. She had to shower but tried to be as quick as she could. She was just drying herself when the doorbell rang.
“Oh fuck,” she said, “if that’s Jamie for another fuck he’s out of luck.” She wrapped the towel around her and tucked it in just above her breasts. It wasn’t her biggest towel and only just reached below her pussy but she reckoned that unless she bent over she wouldn’t be showing anything.
As she approached the door she saw the familiar colour of a police car on her drive.
“Oh shit, what now!” She said to herself.
She opened the door and saw the policeman from earlier, he had a confident smile on his face and his eyes travelled slowly down her body.
“Just some details that need clearing up from earlier,” he said, “can l come in?”
June thought she could hardly refuse and stood back to allow him in. He closed the door and stood facing her.
“The first thing is this,” he said, reaching out, grabbing her towel and ripping it away.
June shrieked and tried to cover herself with her hands.
“Mmmm, very nice,” he said, just as l thought. “I need to tell you that l have decided to issue you with a fixed penalty.”
As he spoke he was undoing his trousers and taking out his cock.
“This is what l call my driver awareness course,” he said, “get on your knees.”
June thought the world had gone crazy, all of a sudden everyone wanted her forsex. She looked at his cock, she thought that just a few days before she would have been impressed with his size but now it looked distinctly average after Con and Carl. She saw no future in refusing and sank to her knees, taking hold of his cock and taking him into her mouth.
“That’s good,” he said, holding her head and beginning to fuck her mouth, “You’re a step above the slags l usually deal with, l did a check on you, you don’t appear on any of the vice data bases so l take it you’re not on the game.”
She shook her head as she sucked him.
“Get up,” he said, “bend over and lean on the stairs.”
June had no intention of denying him, she was enjoying herself so much in her new life, one more cock made no difference. She was disappointed though that he was only in her for a few seconds before he came, all too soon he was pulling out and doing up his trousers
She sat on the stairs and watched as he calmly opened the door.
“I expect to be back,” he said as he left.
June looked at the clock,”Fuck!” She said, “now l need to shower again and l’ll be even later for work, this is costing me money.”
By the time she got to work she was over an hour late, her pussy was puffy and swollen after her busy morning but it was still tingling. She made her way straight to Kevin’s office, as usual his door was open and she walked straight in.
“I’m very sorry Kevin,” she said, “this morning has been crazy, l can’t begin to describe it. I can’t afford to lose any money Kevin, l’ll stay behind after my shift starts if you like and do some organising in the stockroom.”
“That’s okay June,” he said, “l know things are difficult with you at the moment, there is just one thing though, l couldn’t help notice who picked you up yesterday, l did recognise him, l don’t know if you know but he has quite a reputation, l have friends on the police force and he is well known to them.”
“Oh don’t worry Kevin,” she replied, “l know he can be a bit naughty at times but l’ve known him a long time, he is a friend of Frank, l’m perfectly safe with him, don’t worry.”
June carried on with her shift, thankful that the monotony of the job allowed her to think over the events of the morning. Looking back she couldn’t honestly regret any of them, she had never felt so desirable, never felt so alive.
It was after six o’clock when she noticed a young black man in his twenties standing in the queue for her till. She thought it was strange as he didn’t appear to have any items. When it came to his turn he bent forward over her counter.
“Carl will pick you up at seven,” he said, “be ready.”
As he stood up he smiled at her and a shiver went down her spine. He said nothing more and moved on.
It took June ten minutes to organise a relief then she headed for Kevin’s office. She was trying to think of an excuse. The fact that his door was closed didn’t register with her and she walked straight in.
“Oh fuck!” He blurted, trying to pull up his pants and trousers.
“What on earth are you doing,” she said, “were you playing with yourself?”
Kevin was still struggling with his trousers. June noticed had been watching the computer screen.
“What were you watching Kevin?” She said reaching to turn the screen toward her.
“No!” He shouted and tried to stop her but was too late.
June nearly fainted with shock when she saw herself on the screen, she was sat on the bench in the locker room, her legs spread out as she frigged her cunt.
“What the fuck Kevin!” She said, “Have you been spying on me?”
“I’m sorry,” he said totally crestfallen, “l didn’t do it for that, l just wanted to look at you, l love you.”
“Kevin, spying on me is not loving me, how much do you have?”
“I only put the camera in last week,” he said, “most of the clips are just you changing out of your dress and into your overall, then the reverse, those two clips are the only two showing you naked.”
She watched as the recording switched to the next scene when she stripped off completely before meeting Carl.
“It was when l saw that one and saw you were meeting that man l knew l had to warn you,” he said, “he’s a dangerous man June, you shouldn’t be messing about with him.”
“Who l see is my business Kevin, it doesn’t give you the right to make films of me naked.”
“I’m sorry June, truly sorry,” he said, “please don’t report me l can’t afford to lose this job.”
June knew she should have been angry, should have reported him and got him sacked, but the fact that he had been masturbating while watching secret videos of her naked was having an effect on her pussy.
“Let me see your cock,” she said.
Kevin looked directly into her eyes, his own eyes wide open. “Er,” was all he could say.
“Let me see your cock,” she repeated, “you’ve been sat there looking at my cunt and tits, it’s only fair l should see your cock.”
If nothing else, her choice of language shook him rigid, he would never have believed such coarse language could come from her mouth.
“Are you serious?” He said.
“Deadly,” she replied. As she did she began undoing her overall. “Perhaps you’d like to see my tits and cunt for real.”
She took off her overall, tossing it onto his desk then stood there in just bra and panties.
“I can’t begin to explain how my life has changed in the last two days,” she said, removing her bra, “save to say that l have discovered that my husband cheats on me with other men, that his cock which l always thought was normal is in fact pathetically small, and that my body craves being fucked.” She finally removed her panties. “So if you want me Kevin, get your cock out and fuck me or do l have to go and find someone else to do it.”
She could feel her cunt pulsing as she spoke, Kevin was staring at her, his eyes devouring her.
“Well,” she said, hands on hips, “do you want me or not, if you do get a move on, l am being picked up at seven.”
Kevin was suddenly kick started into action, he stood up and began undressing, he was so desperate that he ended up getting into a tangle with his trousers but finally ended up standing before her naked apart from his socks.
June looked over his body, it was obvious that he was physically unfit. He had a pair of man boobs and a protruding belly, the lower portion covered with pubic hair. His cock was standing rigid but although it was bigger than Frank’s it came nowhere near the size of Con. All this standing on a pair of white spindly legs made him look rather a comical sight.
“This one has to be quick,” she said, “but if you behave there will be plenty of others.”
“F..f..f..fuck June, is this real?” He stuttered.
“You’ll find out when you’re up my cunt,” she said, “but get a move on, one of the others could come in.”
As he moved around his desk she bent forward, resting her hands on the desk and spread her legs.
“This is my favourite position,” she said, “although l only started doing this two days ago so l’m sure there are plenty of others l can try.”
He stood behind her but then hesitated. June was in no mood to mess about, she reached between her legs and grabbed his cock, guiding it to her cunt.
“Now ram it in and fuck me,” she said, “reach under and grab my tits, use them to pull me back on your cock.”
Kevin was in a daze, he had masturbated so many times dreaming of doing this with June, in his dreams she had always been the meek, compliant woman reacting as he made love to her, but this was so different, this was one of his darker fantasies.
He grabbed her tits and as his cock parted her cunt lips he pulled her back. June also pushed back to meet him and as his belly slammed against her buttocks he realised he was fully inside her.
Of course he had had sex with his wife, but that had always been a rather sterile affair with little passion. This was so much different and suddenly all those things he’d read in porn magazines became real. The wet heat of her cunt, the pliable flesh of her tits and most of all her encouraging voice telling him to fuck her harder.
He slammed into her, feeling the heat of her cunt burning him. “Oh god!” He cried.
“That’s good,” she said, “keep going, cum inside me, don’t slow down.”
“Oh god!” He cried again as the surge of cum exploded from his cock, he drove in as deep as he could, collapsing on top of her as his cock pulsed emptying his balls.
“You have to get off me Kevin,” she said when his pulsations ceased, “Carl is picking me up at seven and l mustn’t be late.”
Kevin pulled out and staggered round back to his chair, flopping down, completely spent.
“I can’t hang about,” she said, slipping on her overall and doing up a couple of buttons, then picking up her panties and bra. She saw a box of tissues on his desk and took a handful wadding them between her thighs. “I still expect to be paid for a full shift,” she said, “and for any other shifts l miss because Carl wants me, in return you get to fuck me and get a few blow jobs, okay?”
Kevin could only nod weakly as she turned and walked out of the office. She went to the locker room and took off her overall, placing it and her bra and panties in the locker. She presumed that Kevin would be watching her so she turned and scoured the area where she supposed the camera would be. She finally spotted it and stood where she would be in full view. She smiled and blew a kiss, cupped her breasts and bounced them, then turned and bent over, pulling her buttocks apart to display her cunt and arsehole. She then turned back, blew another kiss, put on her dress and went out of the rear door to the car park. She took her phone out of her handbag and checked the time, she still had ten minutes.
She rang Frank’s number, as expected it went to voicemail.
“Hi Frank,” she said, “l can’t begin to tell you what l’ve been up to, when we get chance to talk l will give you all the details, l’m just waiting to be picked up by Carl and taken l know not where but l’m sure it will be exciting and l’m sure l’m going to be fucked. I hope you’ve had some cock, l know this sounds strange but discovering you getting fucked by Clive is the best thing that has happened to us since the boys were born, l hope you have a good trip and get plenty of cock, looking forward to hearing about your adventures, love you.”
As she put her phone away it struck her that she had actually told him she loved him, she couldn’t remember the last time she had said that and doubted if she ever had. She was brought back to reality when she saw Carl’s car pulling into the car park. She noticed that this time he didn’t open the door for her, just sat there waiting for her to get in.
“We’ve got a stop to make in town,” he said, “you can get changed when we’re there, there’s a bag on the back seat with your clothes. When we get to the next place there will be two men who are very important to the success of my business so make sure they get anything they want, and l mean anything.”
Carl pulled up in a back street in the centre of town, outside a tattoo parlour.
“Am l getting a tattoo?” She asked.
“Follow me,” he replied, getting out of the car, “and bring the bag.”
June grabbed the bag and followed.
“Will he be here at this time of evening?” She said as they approached the door.
“I’ve told him to be here and he knows better than to disobey me,” Carl replied.
June knew very little about Carl but she was beginning to understand that he was not a man to mess with, that knowledge did make her cunt tingle, she had never been close to a really powerful man before.
He banged on the door and immediately the light went on. A figure approached and unlocked the door. The man who let them in was the most scary man June had ever seen, he was naked to the waist and every inch of his skin was covered with tattoos, even his face and bald head.
“I don’t have much time,” Carl said to him, “so just a quick nipple job for now, you can do her cunt another day, just use a small ring, you can make it bigger later.” He turned to June, “take your clothes off and sit in that chair,” he told her.
The chair reminded her of a dentist’s chair with two pieces added on the side, she presumed they were to rest her legs. She also noticed that the chair was only screened off from the window by a moveable screen.
She undid her dress and put it aside, then sat on the chair.
“Spread your legs and rest them on there,” the man said, tapping the side rests.
She did as she was told and as she did, Carl took the screen away leaving her exposed to anyone looking through the window. She looked at him in shock.
“With a bit of luck you’ll draw a crowd,” Carl laughed.
The man approached her with a tray of implements. “This is not the usual way l do it but it is quick, it will hurt a bit though.”
“Get on with it, she’s got a job tonight,” Carl told him.
“I haven’t seen you about on the streets,” the man said to her.
“She’s not on the game,” Carl said, “just a married woman who wants some fun.”
He reached for her left tit and tweaked her nipple. Both nipples were already hard but when he touched them she thought they would burst. He had something in his other hand which he went to place on her nipple.
“This will be a bit painful for a few seconds,” he said, “but it will soon go numb.”
Before she could say anything he placed it on her nipple and released it.
June screamed as pain shot through her body, she broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly applied another one to her right nipple and she screamed again. She went to try and knock them away but the look on Carl’s face stopped her. She looked down and saw that her nipples were being squashed flat and had turned white. The pain was throbbing through her body but then she cried out in protest as she came.
“They always cum when l do it this way,” the man chuckled, smiling as he watched her whole body tremble. He picked up another tool that looked like a tiny hole punch, it had a cable plugged into the electric socket.
June was terrified, she looked at Carl, pleading with her eyes as tears ran down her cheeks.
“It’s the best way,” the man said, “it cauterises the hole so you don’t have to treat it.”
“Please Carl,” she begged.
“Just fucking sit there and let Kyle do his job,” he said, “tonight’s client wants pierced nipples so that’s what he gets.”
Kyle grabbed her left tit and moving quickly he removed the clamp from her nipple and used the tool to pierce it, she was surprised that there was little extra pain, he then inserted a gold ring into the hole created and repeated the process with her other nipple.
If June thought the pain was over she was mistaken, as the blood returned to her nipples the pain increased and both nipples began to throb.
“It will ease off in a minute,” Kyle said.
“What about her cunt,” Carl said, “how many do you think.”
Kyle put both hands between her thighs and started poking at her cunt, parting her labia.
“I reckon three rings each side,” he said, “she’s got a nice big clitoris, do you want that done as well.”
“Yes,” Carl replied, “l’ll bring her in again for that.”
“What about a ring through her nose?” Kyle asked.
“Please…no,” June begged.
“It’s not your decision,” Carl said, “but no Kyle, you did that to the last one and it spoiled her face, it put off a lot of punters.”
June was in a daze, her nipples were still throbbing but not as bad as before, and. All this talking about her as if she was some cheap whore, this was not the charming man she had first encountered and whilst he scarred her he also excited her, she felt her cunt reacting again.
“Here,” Carl said, tossing the bag at her, “put that on.”
“There’s a room in the back you can use,” Kyle said.
“No, do it here, you have an audience,” Carl replied.
For the first time she noticed two shadowy figures outside the window, she couldn’t make them out clearly but they were both male and judging by their actions they were both masturbating. She didn’t know what to do, Carl obviously wanted her to put on a show and she couldn’t resist the feeling of excitement she was getting as she watched two complete strangers wanking as they watched her. She wondered if strippers ever felt that tingle.
She stood up and opened the bag, she recognised the main content as a body corset, very much like the basques she had seen at the sex shop.
“I need a hand to put it on,” she said, holding it to her body.
Carl went behind her and pulled it tight, fastening it.
It was tight and June wondered if she could breath properly but after a few seconds she got used to it. There were two semi cups that supported her tits but left them exposed and with the tightness of the corset it made her tits look even bigger.
The corset ended just above her cunt and four suspenders hung down.
Carl handed her a pair of red stockings, she sat on the chair and put them on, she made sure she opened her legs wide, she was enjoying giving a show. She noticed a third figure at the window but it looked female to her.
She fastened the stockings and Carl handed her a pair of red high heels. June often wore high heels but not as high as those, she was surprised that Carl had picked the right size.
“I checked the size when l was at your house,” he said.
She stood up, the height of the heels forcing her to stand straight.
“Walk up and down,” Carl told her.
She did and after a first few tottering steps she got her balance, she liked the way her tits bounced when she walked.
“Oh shit Carl,” Kyle said, “now l’ve got to clean the fucking window.”
June looked at the window and saw two splodges of spunk and trails as it slid down the pane.
“I would get her to clean it,” Carl said, “but we have to go.”
He picked up the bag and threw her dress and shoes into it then opened the door. June strutted out, the pain in her tits forgotten as she heard appreciative groans from the two male watchers.
“So is that why you dumped me Carl,” the woman shouted at him, “for a fucking old slag like that.”
Suddenly Carl lashed out, striking her across her face hard enough to knock her down.
“I dumped you because you got hooked on that shit,” he said, “l told you not to start using it, it’s only for the punters but you wouldn’t listen, now look at you, selling your cunt for a few quid a time or do they only pay for blow jobs because they’re afraid to catch something.”
“I can get clean Carl,” she said, lying on the floor holding her cheek.
“Fuck off Cally,” Carl said, “you could have had it all but you threw it away.”
He opened the passenger door and told June to get in, then tossed the bag on the back seat.
“Let that be a lesson to you,” he said, “you’ll see plenty of punters using dope and if you like l can give you some fake stuff to make it look like you’re joining in, but never take the real stuff or you’ll end up like her. You could do well, a lot of punters like older women now, don’t fuck it up, you won’t get a second chance.”
“Does that mean l’m a whore now?” She said.
“Depends on how you look at it,” he laughed, “your on the books as an entertainment consultant, keep away from the shit and you’ll do well.”
“I don’t want to do drugs,” she said, “not even fake ones.”
“That’s fine, l’ll never ask you too, l fucking hate the stuff but there’s money in it,” he replied. “I take it you don’t mind punters fucking you though,” he laughed.
“I spent years never being fucked properly Carl,” she said, “l feel safe with you.”
“You’ll be safe as long as you do as you’re told and give the punters some fun, did you open that parcel Con gave you?”
“He told me not to,” she replied.
“That’s good,” he said, “you can open it when you get home and try out some of the things. Open the glove compartment there’s something in there for you.”
She opened it and saw a gleaming metal butt plug and a small bottle of baby oil. She took it out, it was much bigger than the one Frank used.
“Oil it and stick it up your arse,” he said. “They might want to fuck your arse, most of them do these days, that will stretch you and make it easier. Personally l don’t think you can beat fucking a cunt but all the punters have different tastes. Oh, an if you recognise any of the punters, keep it to yourself, most of the ones you’ll recognise are ones that are in a position to make my life easier.”
“That’s why l’m a consultant,” she giggled, smearing the plug with oil then lifting herself up and sliding it into her bum hole. It felt huge but she felt proud that she was pleasing him. “Will you be fucking me later?” She asked.
“We’ll go back to my apartment and you’ll stay the night, l expect to fuck you more than once.”
“Mmmmm, that will be nice,” she said, feeling a tingle when he turned and smiled at her.
They pulled up to a gated complex, the security guard recognised Carl and pressed the button to open the gate. June made sure he got a view of her tits as they past. They pulled up in front of a very expensive apartment block.
“Mmm, very nice,” She said.
“I own the block,” he said, “l use the top floor for entertaining.”
“Drugs and prostitution must be lucrative,” she said.
“I have many interests,” he said. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a gold chain with clips either end, “fix that to your nipples,” he said.
She took it from him and clipped each end to her nipple rings.
“Are they sore,” he said.
“Not too bad now,” she replied.
“It had to be done in a hurry,” he said, “l suspect that the man who requested it is planning something painful for you, try and take it, l’ll try to control it.”
“Wow,” she smiled, “careful Carl, l could almost believe you care.”
“I like you,” he said, “you’re not a bimbo like most of the girls l get.”
“You can be sweet when you try,” she laughed.
It didn’t bother her at all walking across the courtyard to the front door of the block, in fact the chill breeze on her naked flesh just added to the excitement. She was being taken to have sex with two complete strangers and she knew she had to be special for them.
As they rode the lift, Carl tweaked her nipples, she flinched at the pain but managed to keep a smile.
“You probably won’t enjoy this very much,” he said, “but l’ll make it up to you later.”
“Mmmmmmm, Yes please,” she said as the door opened.
The lift opened directly into the lounge area, there were a number of couches and two men were sitting on one of them.
She immediately recognised one and flinched, he was the town mayor, a big fat greasy slob of a man who had often managed to get a hand on her bum whenever he attended some function at the supermarket. The other man was vaguely familiar but she couldn’t be certain, the only thing she could say was that he was the exact opposite of the mayor. He looked to be tall and slim, immaculately dressed, a handsome face and a full head of steel grey hair beautifully cut and styled.
“Gentlemen,” Carl said as both men stood up, the mayor struggling to get his slug like body off the sofa. “This is June, she is here for your entertainment, June, this is Councillor Brian Jeffries the town Mayor and Patrick Carmody, Chief inspector of the town police.
She suddenly remembered him now, he had been on tv a lot about a year before heading a murder inquiry. She was pleased that he got the culprit.
“A pleasure to meet you,” he said, holding out his hand to shake hands.
“Oh for fuck’s sake Paddy,” Jeffries said, “ she’s a fucking whore,” he said, stepping forward and grabbing her breast. He squeezed it hard and she trembled with their pain. “Nice to see you’ve got an older tart this time Carl, hang on, don’t l know you?”
“Yes l work at the supermarket,” she replied, “you often come there with your wife, she’s a nice lady.”
He went bright red and spluttered, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
“Well gentlemen,” Carl said, “here she is, doesn’t she look great, she’s here for anything you want, anything at all, no limits.”
“Well come on,” the Mayor said, undoing his belt and dropping his trousers and ridiculous Union Jack boxer shorts. “Let’s see you doing what you’re paid for, suck my cock.”
June wanted to say that she wasn’t getting paid, she was doing this for fun, but then she looked at him standing there, his pot belly hanging over a tiny cock buried in a mass of pubic hair and wondered if she could really describe it as fun.
She knelt in front of him and was immediately struck by the smell of body odour and stale urine. She had to force herself to reach for his cock, being hit by a stronger smell as she peeled back his foreskin. At least he was only slightly bigger than Jack so she wouldn’t be taking him too deep.
“I bet you find this more exciting than sitting on a till all day,” he said as her lips slid over his cock head.
“This is what they call deep throat,” he said grabbing her by her hair and pressing her face into the stinking mat of his pubic hair.
Even being pressed hard against his fat belly his cock didn’t reach the back of her throat, she almost laughed at his boasting. He must have mistaken her reaction as if she was choking.
“Take it bitch,” he said, “see that Paddy, l’m right down her throat.”
She managed to glance across at the inspector, who looked rather nervous, as if he would much rather not be there.
“That’s enough,” the mayor said, pushing her away, “now kneel on the sofa, l’m going to stretch your arsehole.”
June pretended to be struggling to breath when in fact she was grateful to have that disgusting object out of her mouth. She stood up and knelt on the sofa, parting her legs.
He saw the base of the butt plug wedged in her arse hole.
“I had to get her stretched Brian,” Carl said, stepping forward and removing the plug. June gave a deep sigh as it was pulled out. “I didn’t want you tearing her,” he said.
“Good idea,” the mayor replied, “l know l could do some damage with this thing,” he said holding his cock and shaking it.
He stood behind her and placed the head of his cock at the gaping hole of her arsehole. “This is going to hurt,” he said, “but you’ll soon get to like it.”
“Be careful,” Patrick said.
“Oh don’t worry about her Paddy,” Brian replied, “if she’s going to do whoring she has to learn to live with the pain.”
He gripped her hips and pulled her back onto his cock, his belly slapping against her buttocks. “Stick your cock in her mouth Paddy, let’s see if we can meet in the middle,” he laughed.
June managed to move sideways with Brian shuffling behind trying to stay inside her anus. Patrick walked over to her looking rather nervous, he unzipped his trousers and took out his cock. June was pleased to see that he had a reasonably good sized cock, also that he obviously paid much more attention to personal hygiene, in fact she put his deodorant down to what smelled like a very expensive fragrance.
“Go on Paddy, shove it down her throat,” Brian said, giving her a smack across her buttocks. June thought it was a bit weak but knew she had to react.
“Mmmmm, that’s nice,” she said, “do it harder.”
“See that Paddy, l told you what these slags are like,” he said, “all they need is a big cock up their arse and a good spanking, it does them good.”
Patrick seemed to be scanning the room as if he was looking for something so June decided to take the initiative, she reached for him and pulled him closer, taking him into her mouth. He let out a groan as her lips engulfed him.
“Don’t hold back Paddy,” Brian said, “l’m giving her arsehole a good reaming, she’ll know she’s had a big cock up her when l’ve finished.”
In fact June could hardly feel him inside her, the plug had stretched her and he wasn’t big enough to go any deeper.
She started working her mouth on the inspector’s cock, heard him groan. His hands went onto the back of her head as he started a slow fucking motion.
“That’s good Paddy,” Brian said, “do you want to swap, l’d like to give her a good arse to mouth.”
“Er…No Brian, l’ll stay here if you don’t mind,” he replied.
“Fucking hell Paddy, you want more than a blow job, you can get that at home,” Brian said.
“Really?” Patrick responded.
“Well most people can,” he replied, “not with that frigid cow l’ve got at home though, she won’t let me touch her, costs me a fortune for whores, thank fuck for Mayor’s expenses eh,” he laughed, “good job the good citizens don’t know that their council tax goes to making sure the Mayor gets his rocks off.”
June detected a distinct lack of enthusiasm in the way Patrick was fucking her mouth so she worked harder, she could feel Brian banging against her bottom with his thrusts but still could hardly feel him inside. Then she felt Patrick’s cock responding, it began to pulsate gently and she took him deeper until she felt him enter her throat.
“Oh god!” He said as he gripped her head and came deep in her throat. She swallowed hard but as he didn’t force himself deeper she had no difficulty in taking it all.
Brian started swiping his hand back and fore across he bottom and despite her revulsion of him she felt an orgasm coming. He saw her shake as she came.
“See Paddy,” He said, “it takes a big cock to bring them off when you’re up their arsehole.”
He lurched forward and she felt the warm wetness of his spunk inside her.
Patrick removed his cock from her mouth and rather sheepishly tucked it back in his trousers. “I think l’d like to leave now,” he said.
“Oh fucking hell Paddy, we’ve only just started,” Brian replied, “look at her, she’s gagging for more.”
“No, l’ve done enough, l never wanted to do this, you have what you wanted Carl.”
“What are you on about,” Brian said.
“He’s fucking filming us that’s what,” Patrick said, “l doubt if this woman even knew.”
“What do you mean filming us, why?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake Brian, for blackmail what do you think,” he replied, “from now on you do as he says or the video becomes public knowledge.”
“Shit!” He said, pulling out of her anus and scrambling to pull up his trousers. “But you came with me,” he said, “if you knew he was filming us why did you come.”
“I had no choice,” Patrick replied, “l had to provide him with evidence to blackmail me.”
“I don’t understand,” Brian said, still struggling with his trousers, falling back in an armchair, panting like a beached whale.
“That’s because you’re thick Brian, pathetic and thick,” Patrick replied, “are you coming.”
Brian finally got himself dressed, he glowered at Carl. “How could you,” he said.
“It’s just business Brian,” Carl replied, “l have some planning applications coming up, l expect you to make sure they get rushed through, otherwise your miserable frigid cow of a wife gets a copy as well as the local paper.”
“Shit!” He said, “shit, shit, shit. You’re involved in this you slag,” he said to June, “l haven’t finished with you.”
“If you do anything to her l will have you in prison before you can blink,” Carl responded, “don’t forget l’ve got you admitting to fiddling your expenses, plus a few other things l had on you before tonight.”
Patrick was already on his way out of the door, Brian hesitated as if he was trying to think of a way out of this mess, then realised he was well and truly fucked. He followed Patrick into the lift. Carl and June could hear them arguing as the lift descended.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “did l do something to mess it up?”
“No you were perfect,” he replied, “only Brian did give me a list of what he wanted to do to you, he just never got past number one,” he laughed, “sorry about the piercing, as it turned out it was unnecessary.”
“That’s okay,” she said flicking her nipple rings, “l think they look sexy. Do you still want my pussy done?”
“Yes but he will do that properly, you won’t feel it.”
“Okay, l don’t know what Frank will say when he sees it,” she giggled. “Why did Patrick have to come.”
“Because l have film of his wife running around here naked, getting fucked and snorting coke,” he replied.
“Were you fucking her?”
“No,” he replied, “she was buying dope from one of my men and he put the price up, she was afraid her husband would ask where the money was going so the lads offered her some free coke if she came back here for a gangbang. Turns out she’d been watching black cocks on porn sites so she couldn’t wait to try it.”
“So you didn’t fuck her then?”
“No, l gave her to some of my lads, call it a perk of the job, you have to look after your staff in this game.”
“So are you going to look after me then?”
“Sure,” he replied, he indicated a door. “There’s a bedroom in there with shower and everything you need, put that gear in the bin, the cleaner will sort it out. There’s an evening dress in the dressing room with a few other things, l have some phone calls to make so take your time then we’re going out for a meal and back to my place.”
“Back to here with the cameras then?” She asked.
“No chance, l wouldn’t live in a dump like this,” he laughed, “and l don’t need to blackmail you to get what l want.”
“I do believe l’m seeing another side of you,” she said, “a bit more like the man who charmed me at the supermarket.”
“Don’t push it,” he laughed, turning her round and smacking her bottom, “Get going, and don’t forget to flush his spunk out of your arsehole, l don’t want to be tasting that when l stick my tongue up there later.”
“Ooooo, promises, promises,” she giggled as she skipped into the bedroom.
Once in the bedroom she quickly wriggled out of the corset and dumped everything in the bin as instructed, she went into the shower room, which was as big as her lounge. There was even a bidet which was handy for her to attend to the spunk in her bum hole. The shower was like stepping into a space ship, she worked out which button to press and immediately the room was filled with music and flashing lights, she was bombarded with water from all directions.
There were dispensers for shower gel, shampoo and moisturiser, all of which smelled expensive. The hair drier was almost silent but very efficient and the towels were so fluffy she almost wanted to put one on the floor and sink into it. There was a dressing table laden with expensive perfumes and makeup. She took great care to apply just enough without going over the top.
She went into the dressing room, there was a pair of panties on top of a table that looked like they would cost her a week’s wages and hanging on a rail was a dress that took her breath away. It was deep emerald green, a colour that she always thought looked outstanding on her. The material was as thin and light as gossamer. It was a halter neck which plunged to a deep V, leaving the back bare.
She took great care putting it on, making sure she didn’t get any makeup on the material. She checked herself out in the mirrors which gave an all round view. She had never felt so glamorous. She could see why she hadn’t been provided with a bra, the material was almost but not quite see through but it clung to her breasts, showing every contour. She was about to leave when she saw a black box on the table, she opened it and almost fainted. Inside was a choker, about an inch wide and completely covered with what looked like emeralds and diamonds. She put it on, she didn’t care if it was fake, even fake would have cost more than she could dream of.
She stepped out back into the lounge. Carl had also been busy, he had changed into a tuxedo, he looked as if he had stepped out of a Bond movie.
“You look amazing,” he said, walking to her and kissing her cheek, “l knew you would.”
Her fingers went to her neck.
“They are genuine,” he said, “and regardless of what happens tonight or after, it is all yours.”
June was speechless for the first time in her life. He reached out and took her hand.
“Your carriage awaits,” he said, leading her to the lift.
His car was no longer in front of the block, instead there was a large black limousine complete with uniformed chauffeur holding the door open for her.
“Good evening Madam, good evening Sir,” He said, June greeted him and Carl gave him instructions. He gave the name of the most expensive restaurant in town.
There were two glasses of champagne already poured and sitting on a shelf, Carl gave her one then then held up his own.
“Cheers,” He said, chinking her glass, “here’s to the start of a beautiful relationship.”
“I don’t understand,” she said, “l feel like Cinderella waiting for one of these very expensive shoes to fall off.”
“Relax,” he smiled, “this is no fairy tale.” He handed her a small handbag that had been placed on the seat. “I took the liberty of putting your phone and house keys in there in case you decide to run out on me, l sincerely hope you don’t.”
She was in a daze for the rest of the evening, she tried to concentrate because she didn’t think it was ever likely to be repeated and she wanted to be able to remember everything. Carl was greeted like an old friend, showing them to his usual table. Everyone was attentive without being pushy, the champagne, wine and brandy was exceptional. The food was like nectar, Carl did the ordering and everything was superb.
“You do know l was planning fish fingers and chips for supper tonight,” she giggled and he laughed with her.
“With luck,” he said, “never again.”