The Corruption of Lori - Absolute Corruption
Lori was a frenzy of activity, the underwear that Callum had left her which were stuffed into a black bin liner, along with the dress. After a thorough shower, with particular attention to her anus, she dried herself and dressed in soft casuals. She drove to the local recycling tip and discarded of the bin bag, making sure that it was deposited deep into the yellow steel bins. Once home, she tried to focus her mind on the trivia of her normal life. Her vagina and anus ached and was sore from the fucking that Callum had given her but even now she felt completely satisfied. It had been years that her body had been completely fucked by a man, and she felt a heady mix of excitement, guilt, and a desire to enjoy these sensations again.
Only Callum had demanded something new, her best friend.
The instructions echoed in her ear and the desire to obey Callum was incredible. She knew she would be leading her oldest girlfriend to be ravaged by this man, she knew that it was wrong, but she wanted to please Callum. Her oldest friend was her complete opposite of Lori, she a petite blonde with a more generous 36D bust, trim waist and a generous arse. Lori had always been a touch envious, but they had been best friends since secondary school. Lisa was divorced now and had not re-married. Her divorce was acrimonious thus proving to have terrible taste in men. She complained constantly about the boredom of her private life. One evening, a couple of months ago she had whined about the lack of sex in her life.
'I'm in my prime and I'm wearing out my vibrator!', she had stated after too many cocktails at her favourite bar, "Men just don't know how to really fuck any more,' Lori had nodded along, as her own marriage was sexless.
Of course, Lori had no real choice. Callum had given her strict instructions and she could not, would not fail him.
The following week, at Lori's behest, Lisa had driven over to spend the day with Lori. Once inside, and a strong brew of Callum's tea duly consumed, she sat quiet and compliant. Immediately, she text Callum's mobile. She waited for the text to be read and waited, seemingly in paralysis, she knew what she had to do but struggled. Slowly, Lori pulled out the powder that Callum had given her to ensnare Lisa. There she paused; she couldn't do this. To send her own childhood friend to Callum. At that moment, the doorbell rang, and Lori hurried to open it. Callum stood, dressed in dark suit.
"Bring her to the car and we will go." Lori, once again in Callum's thrall, obeyed immediately.
Once both were safely ensconced in his expensive BMW X5, Callum retrieved his own pouch of golden dust and blew the glittering powder into the eyes and noses of both women.
"Now we will see if your combined energies will satisfy my needs," His voiced trailed away.
Once parked in the secure carpark under his apartment block, he ushered the two women to the elevator and thumbed the button. Lori and Lisa, mere automatons as Callum as he ushered from car to elevator and finally into his rented apartment. With the door shut, he ordered both through to the bedroom. As the women entered they were oblivious to a serries of odd looking contraptions, that were set out alongside the wall. With dim lights twinkling, and a soft purring, Callum turned to the women.
"I want both of you to undress each other and I want you to stimulate each other's nipples and pussy with mouth and lips. I want to calibrate my instruments for maximum capacity. Lisa, allow Lori to arouse and excite you. You are, after all the closest of friends and perhaps harboured some sexual desire towards each other. Now, is the time to express those desires." Callum smiled, as the trigger words were laced into both their subconsciousness's. Then, only glancing from time to time at the women undressing each, he busied himself with his instrument's delicate calibrations.
