Authors note
I am re-publishing this series under a different name.
It was inspired by a lady I met here on Literotica, she contacted me after reading my series 'The Making of a Slut' saying that she too is called Caroline and is a slut. She asked me to write some stories about her and her family. This series is therefore, completely, inspired by her but mostly just fantasy.
All persons in this series are over 18.
I hope you enjoy the series, however, if you are averse to rough sex please don't read on!
Please let me know what you think by sending feedback and by (hopefully) giving the stories a good mark.
Thank you
Jim
Caroline opens her legs to close the deal
Stuart arrived at his desk Monday morning. It was a typical grey morning in the city and he felt quite depressed with his life. He needed some excitement; he had a dream a while back about his ex-boss' wake had turned into a gang bang of his wife, Caroline, and strangely he remembered it fondly and excitedly.
He turned on his PC and there was a Teams message for him blinking, wanting his attention. He sighed and clicked on the message, it was from Dave the CEO of the company, 'Stuart, please can you come to my office at 10am?'
Stuart felt quite nervous, not knowing why the CEO would want to see him. He spent a very nervous few hours waiting for the appointed time. Finally, the clock clicked over to 9:50 and he got in the lift to the top floor.
When the lift doors opened, he was greeted by Miss Dee Anne, the Executive Assistant to the CEO. She was a lady in her early 60's. Probably 40 years ago she had been quite attractive but time had taken a toll on her. She was painfully thin and with a face that looked like she continually sucked lemons.
Come this way Mr. Ryan, she said, as she led him through to Dave Roden's office.
Dave was waiting at the door and greeted Stuart affably and ushered him into his office. It was a huge room with floor to ceiling windows giving amazing views across the 'Square Mile'.
Stuart my boy, take a seat, we have a lot to discuss.
Stuart was confused but sat in front of Dave's desk. Once he was seated Dave pressed a button on his side of the desk and a huge projector screen dropped down from the ceiling.
You need to pay close attention to this film Stuart, Dave said. Your future depends on it. With that Dave pressed another button and a video started to be projected onto the screen.
Stuart's jaw dropped as he saw images of his wife being fucked by firstly Dave, and then numerous men that comprised the board of his company in what looked like a honeymoon suite of a hotel. Stuart was ashamed to see that he was aroused in the video as he watched his wife being abused. They were the very scenes from his dream!
You and my new slut, Caroline, performing for the board of directors. Isn't it amazing how well Rohypnol works Dave asked I own you and your slut. I am going to use you both to develop the business starting next week.
We are trying to complete a deal with Fukuoka Financial Group in Japan and your little slut wife will help me close the deal. The board are arriving in London next week and your slut is going to help me close the deal by opening her legs and fucking them to death.
Dave was agog, his lovely wife, what was going on?
Through his confusion, gradually he started to put things together. Ever since the 'dream' about the wake he had been excited by the thought of seeing his wife with other men. He had been tricked by her and his daughter into an orgy in Oxford where he had watched them both being gang fucked and had, eventually, reluctantly admitted that he loved it.
Then Caroline's old Uni friend, Jim, had arranged another occasion where his wife was fucked in front of him by a group of homeless tramps and again, he had loved it.
All this stemmed from Dave drugging them both and him and the board using his wife as a cum dump, somehow that had lit the voyeuristic fire in him.
Dave then showed Stuart the video from his apartment and watched as Stuart's self-esteem collapsed. He knew that his wife was a slut, the episode with the tramps and with Bailey at Uni had shown him that. He didn't like to admit it, but he loved watching her being fucked by strangers, but his boss knowing was something else.
Dave told Stuart what he expected from him and Caroline and all Stuart could do was to agree.
On the Wednesday the negotiating team from the Fukuoka Financial Group flew into Heathrow and was met by Dave and Stuart. They took the team to NIJŪ in Barkley Square for a meal and then delivered them to The Prince Akatoki hotel for the night.
The next day, as arranged they all met up at Grosvenor House hotel to discuss the takeover.
Dave had given Stuart instructions of what he expected Caroline to wear to the meeting. He wanted a white silk blouse with no bra so that her big nipples would show through and her big tits would sway and jiggle. He wanted her to wear a short black leather mini dress with thigh length black suede boots and a thong.
Stuart told Caroline, who pretended to be mortified at the thought of being used as a corporate whore, but secretly, her cunt was creaming at the thought.
She put together the slutty outfit, one of Dulcie's thongs; a newly purchased leather mini skirt that hugged her arse and thighs and barely covered her cunt; a white silk blouse that was not quite opaque and not quite transparent but would show that her tits were naked and her nipples very visible. The whole slut effect maximized by the Suede boots that she had bought, they had 4-inch heels and were so long that the top of the boots kissed her cunt lips. She topped this all off with a slightly heavier makeup than usual and bright scarlet lips.
Caroline arrived at the hotel with Stuart, her slutty outfit covered by her faux fur coat. They got to the room that Dave had booked and Caroline took off her coat, Stuart was gob-smacked at how sexy and slutty she looked.
The phone in the room rang and Caroline answered.
Hello slut, are you ready to close my deal? Dave said, I have got a bunch of Jap's that need convincing. I want you and Stuart up here now!
Caroline and Stuart took a deep breath, held hands and headed for the lift.
When they arrived at Dave's suite, he opened the door and ushered them in enthusiastically. It was a huge set of rooms. Sitting and standing round the oversized lounge were 11 Japanese men, aged between about 40 to 70. They all looked at Caroline with undisguised hunger.
Dave addressed the assembled asians and said; Gentlemen, we all want to do a deal, tonight I have brought you a blond, big titted slut who will open her legs for you to seal the deal. I know that you all fantasize about a 'gaijin slut", well here she is. She loves cock, she loves spunk and she loves pain.
Dave bowed to Takashige Shibato, the Chairman of the bank and said, Takashige San I give you this gift of a big titted, blond, gaijin slut that loves pain. Fuck her, use her, whip her and enjoy her and tomorrow we will discuss our merger. He handed Mr. Shibato a mystery bag and bowed again.
Mr. Shibato looked at Caroline, held out his hand, once she took it, walked to the bedroom with an inscrutable smile on his face.