Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.
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consent & trust
'My place, dinner, drinks and date rape...' Text had been sent. Jake had known Traci for over six years. Traci started in account receivables at the industrial product factory soon after her marriage had been annulled.
Various and expensive fertility doctors had failed, her husband would never get his inheritance if he didn't produce offspring. Out with the dishwater as the old saying goes...
Jake was the number one salesman, a career of overcoming objections and never letting a 'No' stand in his way. Also master of the rule book. Cute red head was safe behind the 'No Fraternization' policy, still they became friends.
Occasional lunches, his mentorship as Traci began rising in the ranks. Soon a deep personal relationship as they bonded. Still strictly professional Traci commiserated with Jake over his fiancé moving to a new city and career opportunities.
Traci losing faith in her religious upbringing, tales and travails of her single life. His kindness and support as she went back to school. Not a virgin by any standard but still wore 'Prude' as a badge of honor.
This was the day, her last day at the factory. Newly minted Certified Public Accountant diploma had earned her a career with another company. "Dinner and drinks is a big yes." Twinkle in her blues eyes, "No on the date rape you nasty man..."
Traci loved tearing apart his expense reports, 'NO! Dinner dates don't count!' She knew he didn't lack in female companionships. "I've never been to your house, I'll follow you home." Today she was especially attractive in her pencil skirt, silk blouse and matching jacket.
Secretly her breasts were about to explode in her new Victoria Secrets bra and panty set. Four years of longing and anticipation, he noticed the way her thighs were tightening and grinding. "I may not take 'No' for an answer.." Both his hands in his pockets.
She loved that his eyes weren't focused on the last box of personal belongings that was pressed to her chest. "Carry this out for me?" Finally his eyes rose, her covered breasts, lip gloss that she never wore in the office.
Traci was elated at him loosening his tie, forgetting his jacket hanging by the office door. Deep regrets that her last chance for him to take her over his desk were slipping away. Wobbling on the high heels she never wore towards the elevator.
Overt glances of her former co-workers giving her butterflies in her stomach. Many of them had confided that it would be worth losing their jobs for a chance at the handsome man. "Going down!" Traci loudly proclaimed, heard him catch his breath and the stifled giggles behind him.
All those romance novels she had read, the vixen that had men falling to their knees, for the first time in her life she felt sexy. Jake hopping from his vintage sports-car so he could open the door of her Toyota, always awkward getting out of a car with a skirt. Traci cooed, "Always a gentleman." Smoothing her skirt, first time he ever saw her gym toned thighs, might of glimpsed the black lace too.
"Fuck you are gorgeous!" Lips meeting for a tentative first kiss, neither of them could wait any longer, "I'm not always a gentleman." Searing embrace almost knocking her over the fender, tongues probing and tangling, collecting themselves as the housewife next door stares at them.
"I'm fucking hungry!" Eyes wide open in surprise, laughing at herself using such brazen words, "You said you would cook me dinner!" Neighbors screen door slammed, Traci could see the curtains crack open for a peek.
"Elizebeth flirts with me all the time, even her husband laughs about it." Front door opened to a stylish and well kept home. Large L shaped couch, several chairs and the big screen TV on the wall. "Gin and Tonic?"
It was a dance of tension and approach as he prepared a simple salad with a quick broiled halibut dinner. Small talk about her new career. Laughing about the rumors that he would face when he returns to the office on Monday. "Don't do that.."
All through dinner she had slowly been releasing blouse buttons, black lace bra peeking in her cleavage. "See if any movies are on." Traci was flashing thru the cable guide as Jake picked up the dishes.
"My favorite movie." With the last splashes of white wine gone she settled in the corner of the couch. "Can I have another gin and tonic, make it stronger this time." Feet tucked under, her skirt scrunched halfway up her thighs, movie of their lives was about to start.
Sweet and tender kisses, moans reverberating as he kissed down her neck, her chest, "Please.." She moved his hand to cup her covered breast.
Slowly and surely buttons and tops were removed, lips on the edges of the black lace bra she released the front clasp. "Oh yes.." Nipples where diamond hard between his lips.
Sexy scene on the screen, "Do you like lacy stockings like that?" Forcing Jake to look at the screen. "Oh yes.." Traci moaned. His fingertips would be above the stocking if she was wearing them. "Yesss.." When his touch found the soaking lace of her panties.
"Tell me." Jakes breath in her ear sent a shudder through her body, rippled her to the core. His index finger slipping under the gusset, knuckle splitting her vulva, thumb swirling her covered clitoris.
"In me.." Spastic hands ripping at his slacks, lump in pocket has been intriguing her all night. One finger pressing past her folds, pinching her bone, front wall of her inner depths quivered in delight.
"So tight.." Jake's next words were stolen with a gasping kiss. Wedging a second finger her hips gave a rhythmic approval, forcing his fingers deeper.
"Sinful when I touch myself like that." Traci pushed his head down to suckle her engorged areola, "Brings out the devil in me.." Sudden gush and her inner demons shook her whole body.
"Sorry I made such a mess." Truly embarrassed, skirt up to her hips, black lace panties stretched to the side exposing her glistening labia. Jakes tender kisses trailing down her heaving tummy, "No.."
Jake had found the clasp and zipper of her skirt. Adding kisses as he tugged the material lower, tracing the top hem of her panties, "No one has ever kissed me down there.." Jake chuckled at the revelation slipping her panties past her bubble butt.
"No one has ever eaten your sweet little peach?" Jake inhaled her soaked panties finally removed past her ankles, kisses creeping up to his destination.
"It's dirty.." Traci mumbled pushing him away with her foot. Her eyes were doing a cartoonish circus trick, exposing himself, seeing his penis in full for the first time.
Pink shaft pointing to the ceiling with a purple kings crown. Waving to her as he struggles his pants away, on his knees in front of her both of them completely naked for the first time. "Make love to me..." Traci softly begging, "In your bed..please."
Traci was mesmerized as Jake stood, taking both her hands rising her from the couch. "Your tits are perfect melons, sweet had juicy." Jake walking backwards, he knew the way. "Your waist and belly are perfectly fit." Down the hallway, she didn't know where she was going, in a trace.
"Your hips sway with a sensual seduction." Her eyes never wavered from his cock not noticing how he had turned down the sheets as a sexy invitation. "Your pussy is dripping with need.."
Jake was perplexed when Traci laid herself on the bed, hands at her side, legs spread wide as if she was doing her womanly duty. Totally submissive ready to accept his seed. "Please be gentle..I don't think it will fit."
Last thing Jake wanted was some scene from a handmaids tale, positioning himself over her lowering down for a kiss she turned her head. Jake asked with a bit of anger, "Do you trust me?" Their whole friendship was built on trust.
Silence, her eyes flickered with some unanswered question.
"Touch my dick." Jake was in real danger of going soft, nervously she reached out, "You put it in.." He bit his tongue keeping himself from calling her a bitch. Traci's fist gripping his manhood, fingertips barely contain the thickness.
Wiping the tip up and down her vulva finding the opening she pulled slightly. Jake demanded, "More.." Impossibly tight with the crown piercing her, Jake's mind was wandering back to deflowering a virgin years ago.
How cruel he had been, shoving past the barrier, her tears. Jake shoved a couple inches deeper, Traci sucking in a breath holding him from going any further, Jake almost ejaculated. "How many men have you been with?" All those years it was a question he had never asked. Tenderly, forcing her to look into his eyes, "Tell me please.."
"Two." Traci nearly choked at the admission. Jake brushed his lips across hers, just like their first kiss. Rocking his hips slightly she returned the kiss with a bit of tongue. Lost in the next passionate kiss her grip relaxed feeling how much manmeat was still outside her vagina.
Jake retreating then reentering her pussy several times, kissing down her neck to her breasts, Traci's hips began meeting his plunges. Her fingers either scissoring his dick or swirling her nubbin. "Take me.."
Traci dug her fingernails into his ass forcing him to bash her cervix and grind their pelvic bones together in a deep grinding orgasm. Bliss Traci had never felt before, her screams smothered by his kiss. His seed drowning her womb sent her on another breathless journey around the world.
Sometime during the night she woke him for another round, "I'm cold, will you be my blanket?" It was more spectacular than the first time.
Near sunrise Traci was feeling sexy, one of the characters from her romance novels, "Wake up brute! Give me your fat fucking dick!" Rolling him over on top of her she had to stroke him for a bit, she was learning about morning wood quickly.
Laughing he rolled her on top, "Ride'm cowboy!" Traci was insatiable, swivel hips hitting spots inside building towards the next blowout when Jake spanked her ass hard.
"Fuckin Yeah!" Traci yelled, words she would never use. Several more spanks and she collapsed in an exhausted squirting mess. Jake carried her to his walk in luxury shower.
"God this is embarrassing, could you leave me alone for a few minutes so I can pee?" En-suite rivaled any Better Homes and Gardens remodel.
"Sure, I'll use the guest bathroom this time.." Jake saw her blush at his statement, Traci pondered about letting him see such an intimate act. "Nice ass!" Traci yelled as he was walking away.
