Pt. 24 - the Cougar Gets Collared

This is part 24 of my continuing story and I recommend you read the prior stories in order before reading this one.

All characters are well over the age of consent.

This is a work of fiction.

Enjoy!

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I enjoyed the hot video that Beth (the Bitch) had sent me, and only wished it were longer because I would have loved to see Beth squirting as she came.

The sight of that hot Mature MILF thrusting that big black dildo in and out of her very hairy, wet dark blonde pussy made my morning wood harder than the metal used on a SpaceX rocket ship!

For some reason, my lover Leeann didn't want to have sex in the morning (which was my favorite time for sex I might add) so I took out my pent-up sexual demand from watching Beth's video on Laura, my realtor and my morning after the gym and lunchtime sex playmate.

The back seat of my truck wasn't the most comfortable place, but Laura took a solid pounding from me on the seat and asked me with a happy grin what had revved up my motor.

Being a nice guy, I didn't mention Beth to Laura, so I told a harmless lie and explained that my ramped-up sex drive was due to what Laura wore to the gym that morning: a see-through white sports bra, and a pair of skintight white yoga pants that hid absolutely nothing.

At that moment, her transparent sports bra and yoga pants were on the floor of the backseat of my truck.

After having a nice long fuck session, we went out separate ways, my cum dripping out of Laura and my balls feeling relieved of the pent up tension caused by Beth's video.

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Leeann and I drove up to Twin Creeks Ranch later that morning and spent a long weekend, alone, just the two of us. I'll share that in my next story.

I did not share with Leeann that I received the video and text of Beth's "surrender."

In fact, I put my phone on silent mode when Leeann and I were at Twin Creeks. If anyone important to me needed to reach me, I had a landline to the trailer and if there was an emergency, people who needed to reach me could call me or come to the ranch.

Since I didn't respond to Beth, something I am sure she was not used to, all weekend long she texted me and called me. I didn't even pick up my phone yet alone look at it. All of Beth's calls went directly to voicemail.

On Sunday night I finally did turn my phone on to discover the multiple texts and voice mails that Beth had left me, each on increasingly angry and a few times she'd started sobbing at her inability to get me to respond.

I didn't read all the texts or listen to the voicemails. I deleted them and replied to her with a text that simply said, "Wear something that goes well with black tomorrow."

Then I turned off my cell and got into bed with Leeann, who was giddy that she was about to get laid for about the nineteenth time that weekend.

At 9am on Monday morning I called Beth's law office and made an appointment to see her.

I arrived at 11am, promptly, met her in her office, and behind a closed door, handed her a check for $50,000.

"What's this for?" Beth asked me.

I responded with "Your firm will manage the collections efforts of Acme Moving Company. This is our retainer to engage your firm's services. You can email me your standard contract for review and approval."

She smiled and said "This is a very pleasant surprise Mister Valencia. I appreciate your confidence in my firm sir."

"The pleasure will soon be all mine" I smiled back at her. "Please stand up, Beth."

I reached into my suit coat pocket and took out a black choker. It wasn't a leather collar, but she got the message.

I showed her what it was and handed it to her.

"Put this on Beth. It marks you as my slave. Never take it off, wear it proudly as a woman who has surrendered to me, totally. And if you ever bother me again with calls and text messages like you did this past weekend, I'll mark

that extremely sweet ass of yours on both cheeks with a red-hot branding iron."

She had a shocked look on her face but nodded in agreement, telling me "I'm sorry, it won't happen again."

"It won't happen again ...?" I asked.

"Master, sorry. It won't happen again, Master. Never again Master."

I nodded, she looked down, chastised.

I doubt if she had ever been spoken to like this before.

It was long overdue.

It almost was time to go. My business was nearly done, a few minutes was all it took to oversee this affair.

Reaching into my pocket, I handed Beth a business card.

She looked at it, and then looked at me, her eyes asking the unasked question.

I broke the silence, "This is your new personal trainer. I've made two appointments a day for you with him. The first one is at 7am and the second is at 7pm. Seven days a week. No breaks. No days off. Come prepared to sweat, get stretched and get into shape. And, with this guy, being on time means being at least 10 minutes early. Don't keep him waiting or I'll hear about it. If I hear about it, you'll be feeling it when I cane your ass."

Beth's new personal trainer, Brian, was a former Navy Seal and a Navy Seal Instructor, with a BS, two Masters's and he was working on his Ph.D. As you might imagine, he was a tough bastard, having served his country all over the world, doing the kind of wet work that doesn't make the evening news or the papers. He spoke and read four languages. He owned the gym and was always looking to get fresh pussy into his life. Horny Mature MILFs were his favorites because they were so grateful at the attention.

He was also movie star handsome. Think Clooney, only in far better shape. Sorry George!

I knew that once Beth started working out with Brian, she was going to fall in love with him and soon forget all about me.

But I had to follow through and tame this cougar for Leeann.

It was just one more thing on my long list of things to do. Once I got it checked off the list, it would be one less headache to deal with. Until the next one came along.

I did end up giving Beth that massage she wanted, but that was about two weeks later, after she'd lost almost twenty pounds, dropped her body fat to next to nothing, could run a six-minute mile and tread water in a pool for an hour. And, not surprisingly, she looked hotter than ever.

I took her up to Twin Creeks Ranch in my truck, Beth wearing a stiff brand-new leather collar and the leash and nothing else.

I put one nice clean fluffy towel on the passenger seat and another one up on the dashboard and had Beth bring along her big black toy to entertain me on the drive.

"Put your feet up on the dash, spread your legs and fuck yourself using your toy until you come five times. If you don't come at least five times before we get to my ranch, I'm going to punish you something fierce. On the other hand, if you squirt for me, I'll give you two massages."

I don't think Beth had ever done this kind of thing before and being open and exposed and fucking herself in front of me was a real turn-on for her. I enjoyed it too.

Her seat was back, her legs were spread wide, bare feet up on the dashboard, and Beth began rubbing her hairy pussy with her right hand while her left hand began teasing her big breasts.

It didn't take long for her pungent pussy aroma to fill the cab of the truck and she was starting to get into it.

Soon, Beth was using both hands on the black monster as she thrust her plastic lover deep into her tight twat.

I had a few ulterior motives for having Beth do this.

The first was to get her used to being naked in public and wearing her well-deserved collar.

I also wanted her to get used to playing with herself in front of others.

Third, while it would be great if she were capable of multiple orgasms, I wanted to make sure that she came enough times to be totally relaxed when we arrived.

But most of all, I wanted her to get used to taking orders.

Her first O was a small one, and it happened when her pussy was dry.

"Suck it" I ordered her, and she began to lick the black plastic cock with vigor and enthusiasm.

"Now, pretend I am fucking you, bareback, in front of all your friends."

Beth smiled at my instructions, and as she started using the dildo, I reached over with my right hand and copped a nice feel of her big left tit.

She moaned at my unexpected by welcomed touch.

Her nipples responded too.

Her breast felt natural to me, and I vowed to explore both tits once I had her naked and collared on the massage table.

My roving hand did one thing I didn't expect, it started her pussy flowing.

Within seconds I could hear the familiar sound of a wet pussy being fucked.

I loved that squishy sound, and as the speed of her thrusting increased, her breathing deepened, and her groans of self-induced pleasure amped up until she finally came, her hips thrusting in the air, her legs shaking, her titties moving, nipples hard.

I got hard just listening to her!

Beth never did squirt, but she got close. I gave her an A for effort.

I knew Beth wanted to suck my cock but that was not in my plan. The horny women I knew loved to suck cock as part of foreplay. She'd be sucking cock soon enough, but not mine.

Once we arrived, I took Beth by the collar to the side of the trailer where my branding irons were hanging. I took my time pointing out to her which ones I would use on her ass, and she just shivered at the thought of being marked.

Her silence at seeing what I would do to her was enough to know that she'd been tamed. But there was more in store for her that weekend.

I allowed her to use the toilet and then, I tied Beth to the massage table, face down, and I gave her a nice, professional massage. It was non-sexual. I worked on her muscles, joints, and tendons. She groaned in appreciation of my touch.

Brian and my Korean MILFs took over for me as I silently stopped massaging Beth's feet and slipped out of the trailer, got in my truck, and drove home.

Brian took over and then he had Ari and Nari do a four-hand massage. The fun soon started.

I saw some of the videos that were made. After some initial resistance, Beth soon found herself as low woman on the totem pole, taking care of her trainer and her female guests, in every conceivable way.

I don't think I need to spell it out, but Beth had her boundaries pushed and then some. Turns out she liked that happening a lot more than she thought.

I returned on Sunday afternoon to find Beth once again tied to the massage table, this time resting comfortably on her back, fully blindfolded. Brian and the Korean ladies had left shortly before, and I came to finish my massage and then take her home.

Beth was stunning to look at, her fine naked body devoid of all her hair below her eyebrows, that hairy snatch shaved clean, an all over tan from the mountain sun, her nipples hard in anticipation of being touched and a pussy still draining of Brian's seed.

I took my time with my oiled hands roving her fantastic curves, mountains, and valleys. Beth moaned as I teased her, bucking against the restraints as she squirted Brian's seed from her well used cunt as I finally brought her to a nice loud orgasm. She was drenched with sweat and shaking in relief.

I took her to the outdoor shower and washed every inch of her, then dressed her in a one-piece mu-mu for the ride home.

I laid Beth in the back seat and put seat belts on her. She was so exhausted she fell asleep before I left the property.

At her house, I unlocked the leather collar and handed her the leash.

Beth first smiled and then broke down in tears, sobbing, holding me, as she thanked me.

Beth never said an unkind word to Leeann again. As for Brian, he added Beth to his stable of hot Mature MILFs and thanked me every time he saw me. As for Beth, she did a great job on collections for Acme Moving Company and left me alone, which is what I wanted out of the deal.

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Leeann had some other plans for Beth, which you will read about soon.

Rick Valencia will be back soon with more stories of his summer of love.