Closing her eyes and grimacing as she felt a single finger probe further inside of her, it took Mandy every fiber of her being to remain standing in place instead of bolting from the room. Her fists were clenched so hard that her knuckles were turning bright white. "MMmmmh!" She whimpered with a reddening face as Mr. Falcon started crooking his index finger repeatedly in a 'come here' move down the length of her slit. "AH!" Mandy gasped when he then plunged it up into her pussy, feeling up the front wall of her innermost folds. No, she couldn't run. She knew all too well that Mr. Falcon would destroy her. Just the pictures from Prom Night alone to her husband and her in-laws would end her life as she knew it. If they were sent to Harvard, her position within the Alumni would be threatened. She didn't even want to think about them being sent to her church. Mandy would be ostracized for certain. She couldn't allow that to happen. She would not let that happen!
"Good girl," Falcon told her as he slowly fingered her. He reached down with his left hand to take her right. Guiding it up to the buttons of his blazer her told her, "take my overcoat and shirt off."
With her face now furiously red from embarrassment, Mandy fumbled with the buttons as she tried not to look at his smug face. He never stopped fingering her pussy. When she got the blazer off of his right arm, he simply fingered her with his left hand until it was time to remove that arm of the blazer. Then it was the same for the white collared shirt. His smile seemed to grow even more smug and triumphant now that he sat there bare chested in front of her while he felt her up. Despite herself, she felt the heat rise within her and she desperately tried to push such sinful thoughts away.
I shouldn't be feeling this for a man who is not my husband!
she screamed in her own mind as she once again closed her eyes and averted her face upward. She jumped back when she felt his lips brush her left nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. His hand shot out, snaked around her waist, and quickly pulled her back into place where he resumed fingering her while sucking on her breast.
Then his hands were then on her shoulders and he was pushing her down to her knees on the soft carpet. "Shoes and socks first, then my pants." he told her. She looked up at him with horror on her face. His stern glare told her that he was not in a mood to be denied and she didn't even want to contemplate the consequences. Reaching down, she untied the laces of his loafers and put them aside before removing his black socks. Then she reached up to undo his belt and the fly of his slacks. He lifted up just long enough for her to pull them down past his buttocks and thighs. Then they joined the rest of his clothes in a pile next to them, leaving him clad only in his boxer-briefs. She glanced up into his eyes and he had an expectant look on his face so she reached up and grasped the waistband of his undershorts and pulled them off as well. His long, hard cock sprang forth, making her jump in surprise at both its size and the fact that he was already hard for her.
Falcon beckoned her forward and Mandy shied away from him. Glowering, he reached out and grabbed her hair far faster than she thought possible. "It's time to put that mouth back to good use like you did when you were eighteen," he growled at her. Mandy couldn't help but let out a sob at that as she was pulled inexorably forward to his hard shaft. Tears flowed freely from her eyes when he reached down and put her delicate little hands around his cock all the while holding her head in place.
Mandy used both hands to pump his cock a couple of times before putting the head of it up to her lips. She risked another glance up with her brilliant blue eyes and saw that there was no compromise in Mr. Falcon's face. Closing her eyes, she opened her mouth to take more of him in as she gently sucked. There was a hum of pleasure and his iron grip on her hair turned soft as he then began to stroke the side of her head. "Good girl." he said with obvious approval.
Once Mandy had a good portion of his cock down her mouth and her head was bobbing at a steady rate, he reached down to play with her breasts again. She jumped when he touched her and he admonished her for doing that. Blushing, she went back to work on sucking him off while his hands continued to tease her nipples. This time, however, he started lightly pinching and rolling them between his fingers. She let out a whine but kept on working his cock further down her throat. "Hard to believe that you haven't done this in six years." he said. "You're still quite good at it."
The compliment made her blush even harder. She'd been giving head to Brent since they got engaged. Brent loved to get oral and she figured that it was due to his religious upbringing and that it 'felt dirty and sinful'. Since it felt so wrong for him it was naturally something that he really liked. After a minute or two of steady sucking, he told her to stop, stand up, and lay down on the bed.
Mandy looked over at it and then walked over as if she were going to face a firing squad. With a look of resignation, she rolled onto the bed and unconsciously crossed her arms up over her breasts while she looked up at the ceiling. Falcon followed her, bent over long enough to lightly slap her inner thighs again to get her to spread her legs, and then mounted her. She twisted her head away when his face obstructed her view of the ceiling, refusing to look at him. Falcon didn't care. He merely reached down between them, spread her pussy open with one hand, and guided his cock into her with the other. Her nostrils flared with her sharp intake of breath as he slowly sank into her.
Falcon's muscular bulk settled down onto her smaller frame. Mandy tried to blink tears away as his cock filled her up like no man had ever before. She tried to will away the pleasure that she felt with him inside of her but was unable to. When he thrust into her the first time after her tight pussy stretched to accommodate him, she felt it from her mound all the way up to the tips of her breasts and the back of her neck. "Ahhh," she let out a tiny breath when he bottomed out against her cervix. He reached down to grab her wrists, pinning them on either side of her head so that she was totally exposed to him once again. Then she felt his hot mouth descend upon her right nipple to suckle off of it. Mandy let out another series of wracking sobs. She shouldn't be feeling this good with a man who is not her husband. And yet, here she was committing adultery with a man that she never thought would come back to make good on a promise she made out of desperation.
He reached up to cup her left breast, thumbing the nipple again. With her left arm free again, she tried to cover it up. Falcon growled a warning at her, and then pinned both of her wrists above her head with his left hand before resuming his position of sucking on her right breast while fondling her left one. Mandy cried and whimpered softly as both her breasts received attention while his cock slowly and inexorably moved within her. She tried holding out. She tried mentally fighting it. She tried to mentally tune everything out. However, the more she resisted the faster the heat seemed to rise within her. "That's right," she heard Mr. Falcon's smooth, velvety voice say, "don't fight it. Your body wants this and you know it. Just let it come naturally."
"I...I... I don't want to..."
"Your body says otherwise." He arched back up and while looking at the conflict of emotions on her face, drove his hips into her hard, making her gasp in the process. Falcon thought it cute the way she closed her eyes and turned her face every which way but he knew that the end result would be the same. His thrusts went hard and deep into her, every time making her gasp in pleasure. He could tell that she wanted to wrap her legs around him and squeeze, as such things came naturally to women such as her, but she was still mentally fighting it.
No matter, once I'm done with her she'll be the most perfect and willing slave I've created...
His own passion rose as his cock swelled inside of her. He did his mental tricks to detach his mind to keep from blowing his wad too soon.
I want her to cum on my cock first...
After another few hard, deep thrusts, she was doing just that. Up to this point she was softly gasping and mewing every time he plowed into her. Now she let out a loud, "AUGH!" as her body shook violently beneath his. Her legs quivered. Her arms shook. Her pussy clamped down onto his cock like a vice.
NOW!
He thought to himself, letting himself go now. It took him a couple more thrusts before his cock exploded within her, filling her up with his thick, creamy seed. Mandy wailed in defeat as she felt his cock throb and pulsate inside of her while her pussy milked his cock for every drop while she came. Once he was coming down off of his own orgasm, he drove his hips into hers and kept his cock buried inside of her to the hilt as they rode the rest of the pleasure out together. Mandy went still first and buried her face into her left arm, ashamed of herself. Her chest heaved as it was wracked with more sobs at what she'd just done.
When Falcon's cock stopped twitching inside of her, he pulled out and went over to his night stand. Opening a drawer, he pulled out a jeweled butt plug, some lube, and a jeweled, but simple, choker with a diamond in the center of the lock. He lubed up the plug and rolled Mandy over. Then he parted her ass cheeks and nuzzled it up to her back passage. Mandy immediately squawked and protested "No! Don't! Please!" as she reached behind her to try and slap his hands away. Falcon ignored her as he gleefully pressed the plug into her.
"AAAAHHHHH!" Mandy cried out, gripping the covers and burying her face into the pillow, crying, as she felt her ass give way and the plug pop into her. Then she felt his hands around her neck as he snaked the jewel choker around. There was a click as he locked it into place before turning it so that the diamond locket, shaped like a little heart, was nestled right on her throat. She whimpered some more.
"These will be your symbols of servitude to me until your debt is paid off. Although with the amount of money you've racked up with me, I highly doubt that it'll be anytime soon," Falcon told her as he put the key inside of his wallet on the bed stand. "You will wear these at all times around me. Wear the plug at all times. If I call you in the middle of the day, you had better have it up your ass. If I call you in the middle of the night, you had better have it in you. When I call you to meet me, you will put the collar on at once. Failure will result in punishment as I deem worthy. Continual disobedience will result in your entire family knowing what you have done in order to get what you wanted. I imagine they'll label you a tramp, and a whore, and a gold digger. That'll probably result in you being tossed out in the streets."
