Dual Deception Ch 03

I lay in our bed staring at the ceiling, desperate to find a way to remove Marcus's branding from my body. I rolled over and opened the nightstand and pulled out my I-pad. I opened the page to the internet and searched for how to remove a permanent marker from skin. There were thousands of results. I paged through them to find that I had tried all of them to no avail. Then, suddenly, I saw something that I had not seen yet. One site specifically mentioned the brand of marker Marcus had used. It said that the only way to get it off was to use acetone. Acetone? What the fuck was acetone and how would I ever find that?

I searched for acetone. To my surprise, it was the active ingredient in nail polish remover. Well shit, I had a bunch of that. I bolted out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and locked the door. I pulled off the pad above my pussy. "Property of Marcus." My pussy gushed. Fuck, I thought, he was the most intense man I had ever been with. In fact, two weeks with him was more than I could manage. He fucked with my brain to the point that I was a bowl of Jello the day he would leave. Leaving him for Sam was the break I needed. I could recharge my sexual batteries and get my brain back to a normal relationship. The crazy thing was by the end of two weeks with Sam, my brain was craving time with Marcus. The raw savagery of his domination reprogrammed my brain every time I was with him. Was it a relationship in the normal sense? Well, yes and no. To anyone looking in from the outside world, would call it abuse. In any court, collars, eating food from a dog bowl and branding would constitute a kidnapping charge or even assault. Yet I willingly went back every time and begged for more. What was wrong with me?

I shook those thoughts from my head and got back to the task at hand. I fished through the cabinet and found the nail polish remover. I found a face cloth and doused it. I placed in above my pussy and held it there for a moment, then slowly peaked to see if it had worked. My heart raced. To my surprise and shock, I could see a black smear beginning to form. I placed it back down then began to rub furiously. Within a minute, my branding was gone. I pulled the pads from my back and repeated the procedure. In less than a few minutes my secret was still a secret. Sadly, the facecloth was ruined and I would have to dispose of it before Sam saw it. I hopped into the shower and tried to get rid of the smell of the nail polish remover from my body.

I was now clean and unbranded and horny as hell. I wanted Sam deep inside me. However, I was "on my period" as far as he was concerned. Fuck! My lies were once again causing me issues. I wanted to get laid but periods do not disappear in minutes. I needed to find a different approach. As I dried off, I came up with a great idea. I went into my closet and pulled out a pair of tight blue jeans that left nothing to the imagination. Next, I grabbed my white button-down professional shirt. I finished off the outfit with a pair of lace up work boots. I pulled back my long brown hair and put it into a tight braid, which gave me a stern and very professional look. Once dressed, I fished through Sam's work bag and pulled out his safety glasses and his hard hat. I put on the glasses and adjusted his hard hat so that it would fit on my head. I looked into the mirror. I looked hot. I grabbed a clipboard out of his bag and a pen and made my way out to the living room.

Sam looked surprised to see me. His eyes went from my head to my feet then back again at least three times, then whistled his approval. He asked me why I was dressed up. I told him that he had been chosen for a tool inspection and that I was from the government. He laughed and said OK. I told him that I needed to see his drill pipe and pointed to his crotch. Sam unzipped his pants and pulled out his now growing cock. I asked him when the last time was, he used his drill pipe. He responded that it had been over two weeks. I told him it needed to be inspected and tested. I got on my knees between his legs and placed his cock in my hand. As I did, his cock became rock hard. I told him I needed to find the serial number of his drill pipe and I would have to rub off all the dirt on it. He smiled and agreed. I began to stroke his cock, all the while staying in character. I looked back at him frustrated and said I could not find what I was looking for, so I had to rub it harder. Sam closed his eyes and laid his head back. I barked out, "look at me, this is not a joke. If you fail this inspection I will shut you down." Sam looked back at me and responded, "yes ma'am, I am sorry."

I stopped stroking and cupped his balls. I asked him if this is where he kept his drilling fluid. He laughed and said it was. I fondled his sack and told him it seemed very full. He agreed and said that he could not wait to get drilling again so he could release some of that fluid. I sternly reminded him that his drilling schedule depended on him passing the inspection. Right now, there was a question as to if he would pass. I told him it was now time for the pressure test. I explained that I would set a timer and if his drill pipe leaked before the alarm went off, he would fail the test. He looked back at me and smiled. I set the alarm for two minutes on my phone and pressed the button. My lips slowly engulfed the head of his throbbing cock. As they passed the head and descended the shaft, I pressed my tongue against his sensitive spot right below the tip. His whole body jumped.

My right hand began to stroke his shaft while my left fondled his balls. My tongue attacked his shaft just below the head of his cock. All the while I stared deeply into his eyes. I applied some strong suction to my efforts, then began to hum. This created a soft vibration on the head of his cock. Sam squirmed and yelled, "Oh fuck." His comments made me work harder. I could feel his ball sack retracting up into his groin in my left hand. His cock was rock hard. I could feel his heartbeat on my tongue. He was close. I slipped my left hand down his balls and placed my index finger on his butthole and pushed gently. His whole body came forward, impaling my mouth with his cock. He screamed, "NO!" As he did, his body stiffened and his cock began to thump in my mouth. There were two thumps, then a flood of Sam's warm juices began to fill my mouth.

I locked my eyes on him as he pumped his amazing fluid into my mouth. He looked back so deeply it was as if he was looking into my soul. He pumped seven shots into my mouth, filling it to the point where it began to leak out the corners of my lips. Once the seventh shot had finished, I slipped my mouth from his cock and tilted my head back. I opened my mouth and showed him the gift I had just gotten. He looked at me in awe. I slowly closed my lips and swallowed, then opened them again to prove that I had willingly accepted his seed. I wiped my finger across my lips, scooping up everything that had escaped, then placed it into my mouth. He looked at me and said, "Fuck!" Seconds later, the alarm sounded. I shut it off. I looked back at Sam with a disappointed look and told him his pipe had failed the pressure test. He was not allowed to drill with his pipe until he passed the pressure test. He needed to fix his leaky valve and when he thought he could pass I would come back and try again. I asked him if he understood, and he nodded his head yes.

I stood up, then turned around to pick up my clipboard, making sure he could see my tight butt in my jeans and the wet spot between my legs. I looked over my shoulder to see his eyes glued to my crotch. I took the pen and wrote my cell number down on the paper, then tore it off, gave it to him, and told him to call me when he thought he could pass the test. I turned and walked back into the bedroom and shut the door.

I was so horny at this point that all I wanted was to have Sam deep inside me, but that could not be, not today. I opened the draw on the nightstand and pulled out my vibrator and dildo. I quickly undressed, then jumped into bed and fucked myself hard with my rubber boyfriend. I hit the max power button on my vibrator and within seconds I was dropping over the edge to orgasm. All the while, imagining it was Sam inside me. As I finished, I closed my eyes a drifted off to sleep. An hour later I awoke to the arms of Sam cuddling next to me. I smiled in true bliss.

Once Sam knew I was awake, he rolled me over to face him. He said he needed to tell me something. My heart stopped. Oh crap, this sounded serious. He smiled and said that what I had just done to him was the sexiest and most thoughtful blowjob he had ever gotten. He was amazed at how much planning I had done and how I used all the right work words. He told me that this is why he loved me so much and never wanted to be without me in his life. Tears came to my eyes. I pulled his lips to mine and kissed him sweetly. Soon my sweet kiss led to a more passionate kiss and some very heavy petting. Like a true gentleman, he did not try to have sex with me and asked me when I thought my period would be over. Fuck, once again the sharp knife of deception stabbed into my brain. I told him that I was sure that it would end by the morning.

The next morning Sam called my cell phone from the other room and said he was ready for the pressure test again. I giggled, then put my outfit on and grabbed my phone and clipboard. I walked out into the living room to find him with his pants around his ankles and his cock fully erect. I did my inspection, then placed my mouth on his shaft. This test was not fair as my oral skills were legendary and I knew exactly what it took to make in cum in seconds. However, he thought he could pass, so I began the test. His body quickly responded to the intensity of my tongue. Not shockingly, he failed the test again. Once more, I made sure he saw his liquid manhood in my mouth before I swallowed it. I wanted him to see my complete submission to him.

"Failed again. "You need to wait.," I said in my sternest voice. Sam picked me up with one hand and threw me onto the couch and manhandled me. He wanted me to know I was his and he wanted all of me, not just my mouth. Sam was not going to wait. His strong hands pulled my skintight jeans off, then removed my shirt in a flash. To my surprise, his cock was rock hard again. He looked down at me and told me he was going to drill and that he was going all the way to "total depth." My whole inside fluttered at the thought. Within seconds, he was balls deep inside of me. He was in total control. He was on auto pilot. It had been two weeks without my pussy, he wanted it, and he was going to take it. I wanted that. I wanted it as badly as he did.

Sam drilled my pussy as if he were going to find the motherload at the bottom. I relaxed and just enjoyed the ride. As it was his second orgasm of the day, it took a bit longer which allowed me to have a couple of nice rolling orgasms. Nothing earth shattering, just some nice endorphin pumping orgasms. It was beautiful. Feeling his body stiffen between my legs and his cock pumping into my pussy made me smile and never want to let him go. I loved the way he made me feel. I never wanted it to stop.