CHAPTER 2: Pet on Board
By the following week, the plan was in place. They had learned that Heather was going to be out of town all weekend and John had cleared the plan with the other guys. They all agreed to adjust their schedules and share time with Cori so that Chad could have the full weekend. They didn't tell Chad anything until that Friday. Then, they sprung the surprise on him at lunch.
Cori brought in a cake and sang "Happy Birthday" to him, doing her best sexy voiced Marilyn Monroe impersonation. She actually got him to smile. Then, John put an envelope between her tits and she presented it to Chad. He pulled it out and the outside of the envelope said, "Present No. 1". The letter inside simply said: "We're sorry we forgot your birthday. To make it up to you, you want to give you three birthdays -- tonight, tomorrow and Sunday with Cori. If you call in sick on Monday, we understand."
Chad looked up, surprised and smiling. "I don't know what to say," he said. "Thanks, fellas."
"We're sorry, Chad," Ben said. "I don't know how we missed it. And don't be mad at Cori. She hated to break her vow but told us that we missed it and that it had upset you a little bit."
"That's all she told you?" Chad said.
"Yes," Ben said. "She hated saying that much. She didn't want to break our common trust. I told her I thought you would understand."
"Yeah," Chad said. He smiled at Cori, nodding. "I understand. Thanks, Cori. And guys, I'm sorry if I've been in a bad mood the last few weeks. It's no one here's fault. But this helps. Thank you."
"No problem," Ty said. "There is a Number 2 present, but Cori won't tell us what it is. I guess she'll tell you on the way."
"Speaking of which," Ben said. "Your present starts now. I'm letting you off early today. You two go have fun."
"If you want to come with me to my place, I will give you the other present and you can pick out what you want me to wear this weekend," Cori said.
Chad shook everyone's hand, then took Cori's and hurried out the door. Once they got to Cori's place, she presented him with his second present, handing him a large duffel bag.
"This is your other present," she smiled. "I'm really sorry about what happened between us and about forgetting your birthday. It must have felt like I didn't care about you at all. I hope to make it up to you this weekend."
"It's OK," Chad said. "I shouldn't have taken it so personally. I'm a grown man. I need to give you and everyone else the benefit of the doubt more often. This whole weekend thing -- it was your idea?"
"Everyone liked the idea," Cori said. "I hope you don't mind that I told them that I thought forgetting your birthday upset you. I didn't say a word about our date that night or anything else."
"I know you didn't," Chad said. "I trust you."
"Well, I trust you too," Cori smiled. "So that's why I got you all the stuff in that bag -- well, the guys all chipped in money, but they didn't know what I spent it on. I told them it was a secret."
Chad unzipped the duffel bag and found it stuffed with bondage and sex toys. Vibrators, dildos, ball gags, butt plugs, handcuffs, chains, straps, ropes, chokers, collars -- it was all there. He smiled.
"This mean what I think it means?" he said.
"Yes," Cori said. "No limits. I'm your toy all weekend. You can even gag me and bind me at the same time. No safe words. I trust you. I hope this will prove it."
"I'm not easy to convince," Chad grinned. "Might take a couple days."
"I hope so," Cori smiled back. Then, she led him to her closet -- her place was small, but the guys had built her a massive walk-in closet to hold all her special outfits. "Would you like to choose my attire for the weekend, master?"
"Yes, I would, slave," he said. "Go gather anything else you need while I do this."
Cori was nervous but happy. Chad seemed excited about the weekend -- she just hoped he wasn't too excited. This would either be a very fun weekend and a great way for them to bond, no pun intended she laughed to herself, or it would expose any differences that might drive a permanent wedge between them. Her goal was the former and she was going to be optimistic. She gathered up some personal items, makeup and the like and put them in a bag next to the bag of sex toys. Chad already had a stack of clothes on the bed. She smiled and grabbed a large suitcase, filling it with the clothes and shoes he had selected.
"Put this on," Chad said. He held up a sexy little outfit that she hadn't even worn yet -- it had just come in a shipment of clothes the guys had ordered recently. They each got to make some selections and Cori remembered that Chad had picked this outfit out specifically.
It was a tiger print micro bikini, bright orange with black stripes. It came with a headband that featured matching cat ears and elbow length fingerless gloves.
"Purr-fect choice," she smiled, enjoying her little joke. There was no need for modesty, so Cori stripped down and put on the bikini while he watched. The guys ordered all her clothes a couple sizes smaller than what her shapely body demanded. They enjoyed seeing her breasts and ass spilling out of her skimpy clothes. This bikini, which would have covered precious little even in the right size, was way too small, which made it just right.
The panels were designed to cover the middle half of her breasts, with ample side boobs coming out both sides. That's if it was the correct size. The undersized suit covered about a quarter of each breast and Cori carefully positioned them to make sure her nipples were covered if nothing else. The bikini top looked like tiny orange and black triangles in a sea of tits.
The bikini bottom was no less revealing. The v-shaped patch of cloth covered less than half her bare pussy mound. The straps clung tightly to her hips and dipped between her ass cheeks, drawing the fabric tight against her pussy. Try as she might to spread the material to cover herself, the bikini, like any hard dick, seemed determined to snuggle between her pussy lips, leaving her pink fleshy folds mostly exposed.
Also exposed to Chad as she got dressed was the end of the butt plug she had stuck in her ass. She couldn't hide it and didn't try.
"What's that for, naughty girl?" he asked.
"Just wanted to make sure every hole was ready for you, master," she said. "You're options are limitless."
Next, she put on the pair of black thigh-high stockings and thigh-high black fuck-me boots. Then, she put on the cat ears and a black choker that had little bells in the front, making it look and sound like a cat collar.
"Fuck, that's hot," he said when she was done.
"You like how your pussy looks?" she asked.
"Yes, cute little pussy cat," he said. "My pet."
"Your fuck pet," Cori corrected him. "Master."
"That's right," he grinned, lust in his voice and eyes. "Fuck pet. Cum bucket. Slutty little fuck toy."
"Guilty as charged," Cori smiled.
They loaded the bags in the back of Chad's truck and drove off toward his house. Chad's cock was already hard inside his jeans. He couldn't take his eyes off her as they drove. He drove with one hand on the wheel and one eye on the road. The other eye was focused on her and the other hand was touching her thighs, squeezing her breasts, tugging at her little outfit.
"Good thing you live close, huh, master?" Cori teased as they left the town limits and veered off onto the small country roads.
"Fuck this," he said. "I can't wait."
Chad swerved onto a narrow dirt road. He knew it well. It was a little path that led only to an old abandoned farmhouse. There was a pond behind it that he fished on sometimes. There was almost never anyone around.
He brought the truck to a halt at the side of the road and pulled Cori out of the cab. He pushed her onto the hood and pushed her bikini out of the way -- top panels off her nipples, bottom panel to the side of her pussy -- as he pulled out his cock.
He was hard and she was wet. He was inside her in a second, her velvety pussy sliding over his cock as she wrapped her boots around his waist. He put her hands on her tits, pushing her down while he used them as handles, thrusting into her. She was sliding up and down the hood of his car, the heat of the engine no match for the heat of her pussy as she reacted to his sheer lust and powerful pounding.
She didn't know the seclusion of this area like Chad did, so she expected a car to come by at any moment. It was both scary and exciting, being out in the open, exposed, being fucked in the open air. She was about to cum and Chad sensed it.
"Not yet, fuck pet," Chad chided. "You have to earn it. Looking hot isn't enough."
He pulled out of her and flipped her roughly onto her stomach. He let her slide down until her boots were on the ground. He bent her over, pressing her chest and face against the hood as he removed her butt plug. Her asshole gaped for him and he popped his wet cock right inside, thrusting all the way in. He pushed the butt plug into her mouth, forcing her to suck on it as he fucked her tight little asshole.
Cori could feel his lust and desire with every deep, powerful stroke. The man needed this so badly. She wanted to cum, but this was his time. Hers would come later. She gave into him fully, relaxing her body, letting him take her. She was getting tossed around like a rag doll, his cock doing most of the damage. He wasn't hurting her, but he was truly fucking the shit out of her.
She felt his cock throbbing and heard him groaning. She felt him grow tense, then release. Waves of cum spurted inside her ass, warm and wet and delightful in its own way. She waited until he finally relaxed and pulled out. She didn't hesitate. She stood up, turned around and knelt down, taking the butt plug out of her mouth and replacing it with his softening cock. She licked and sucked on him until he was clean, his last drops of cum sliding down her throat. She didn't stop until he told her. That was her role. Finish the job. Every time.
"Well done, slut," Chad grinned, pulling her to her feet by the cat collar.
"Thank you, master," Cori said.
"Get in," he said. "We need to do something before we go to my house."
Cori climbed in, wondering what he had in mind now.
"Think your friends would be willing to do a little favor for us?" Chad asked. He was referring to Tammy and Gina, Cori's friends who often covered for her at the Shop when her duties took her away from the desk. They were attractive young women who understood and supported Cori's role at the shop, but they did not participate in it. Until now.
"Probably," Cori said. "What do you need them to do?"
"Give hand jobs to each of the guys," he said. "That's all they have to do. No fucking or sucking. Just jerk them off. Tell them it's a thank you from me to the guys. And have them collect the cum without the guys knowing why. There are some small Tupperware containers in the kitchen. They can use those."
Cori called and reached Gina. She explained what she needed and, after a little coaxing and promise of some concert tickets from Chad, both her friends agreed.
"Good," Chad said. "Tell them we'll be there in an hour to pick up the containers. Make sure they label each one."
