Why was she so nervous? She'd played with Jack so many times now and as far as she could tell, she had fallen in line with all his wants and desires however kinky and on the edge they might be. His wants and desires - she smiled to herself, how the hell did he know that coincidently, and happily all of those wants and desires, fully coincided with her own?
They hadn't met for a while. He had business to attend to he had told her, and he had to go away for a short while. Usually completely confident when Jack wasn't around, Lysette worried that he was with someone else. He had left strict instructions about what she could and couldn't do.
Lysette Brown was a public relations specialist and a manager in a large blue - chip-company with offices all over the world. She was attractive, confident, self sufficient, financially affluent as well as all around independent, but for Jack, she was a fully compliant submissive. She had explained her work role to Jack and he had agreed to make an exception in terms of her dress and behaviour while she was at work. Aside from time spent at work, she had definite rules to follow.
The first rule concerned what she should, or shouldn't wear wherever she was - including out with friends, grocery shopping, in fact everywhere. Skirts and dresses only and No knickers... ever. Hold up stockings with hi heeled shoes or boots.
Next was sex, she was to think about sex and fantasise as much as possible. She could flirt with other men, flash her tits and pussy if at all possible, she could let them feel her up put nothing more. She must masturbate everyday but always stop before allowing herself to climax. Max, Jack's super dominant friend, might pop in to check up so she needed to ensure that she complied with Jacks wishes.
Actually she loved complying with Jacks wishes. It made her feel closer to him somehow and she really did love that feeling of closeness with Jack. He was actually very caring she decided, clever, attractive and intelligent too.
She realised with a stab of concern that she was very fond of Jack.
Damn, what if he had found someone else? The thought of retreating from the life of a submissive, Jack's submissive made her feel.... what was it, frightened? No she wasn't frightened of anything much. Concerned, maybe - annoyed, possibly - but that would not get her anywhere? Then she realised that the thought of not having Jack and not having the life of a submissive made her feel.... empty and that was alarming. She realised, it was that prospect of possible emptiness that was making her feel nervous now.
She gave herself a good talking to. She told herself that Jack was probably very fond of her too. She thought back to all the times that they had played and all the times that he had told her how pleased he was and how well she had done. He showed her off to other men. That was his thing, she knew that now. He liked to have her for himself but more often than not he wanted to see her used by a series of others. He had never asked her for permission, never even discussed it with her but she realised quite early on that he filmed everything where possible, particularly if the scenes were played out in his luxury apartment. Lysette didn't mind. She liked to imagine him watching them back getting hot and horny all over again and so she performed for him every time in the best possible way that she could.
Time spent with Jack was usually a surprise - a good surprise although sometimes he did give her a little warning. Today he had just said that he wanted to see her and that he had missed fucking her.
She could certainly live with that.
It really would be good to see him again. It felt like it had been a very long time but as her mind wandered back to the last time, she realised that it really wasn't that long. In fact, it had only been about four weeks since she had been fully involved in the gang bang. As she thought back she could see it all in her mind's eye... Jack had arranged for 10 big cocks... well 9 big cocks and one huge cock to fuck her every which way whilst he watched. She remembered how it had all started; Jack had brought her some very skimpy lingerie that he wanted her to wear underneath a big raincoat. Once they arrived at the designated place and Jack told her to take her coat off, all the men crowed round her and she could see the hunger in their eyes but more importantly perhaps she could see the absolute heat in Jacks eyes. She knew that he loved to show her off. He loved that he called the shots and he was 'giving' her - his woman, to them as a gift.
'Can we undress her,' they asked, looking at Jack for approval. 'Be my guest,' he replied, 'just do whatever you like, she loves it.' The men didn't need telling twice... they dragged the bra off her and virtually tore off her panties and like a pack of sex starved wolves they began to devour her sexually, mouths fixed onto her hard nipples, fingers probed her wet pussy and mouths everywhere - she loved it and Jack clearly loved it and smiling broadly moved off to take up his position on the side lines.
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