He pulled me up and onto the bed, spread out my legs and rubbed my clit. I remember always leaving my snatch unshaved. He seemed to love that and kept telling me how nice a nice thatch of hair was. Then he started eating me. Boy, oh boy, was he good at that. He started at the clit and slowly worked his way to the actual cunt. Every touch of his tongue was like an electric current through my body. He kept on with that for a time and would occasionally lick my ass. He worked around and around in circles driving me mad. I was screaming in a few seconds, wrapped my legs around his head and started pushing my pussy into his face. He went on and on and I lost touch with time but I came and came and came again and again.
He then stood up, and without a word pushed his cock deep into me in one hard push and I gasped in pleasure. John never had that effect on me. The animal lust on his face while he pounded into me was truly memorable. On and on he went and he didn't stop, till he turned me over and fucked me in the ass without lube. This was a first for me but it was sheer bliss. No pain whatsoever! I came again and again and finally so did he. He made me lick his prick off when he finished and I enjoyed myself.
Then he laid out the deal for me. My lord was I surprised. Turns out John's company was a front for the mob. John was neck deep in very questionable and illegal activities but he did not know it. He thought he was doing the accounts of a legit firm. He was a manager of some the legitimate fronts of the company and did not know much of the back office deals. If I accepted I would become a company escort for the entertainment of company executives and customers. I would be paid and John would be promoted and kept out of town for longer periods of time so that he never found out. If I refused, after knowing all this, the entire family would vanish and never be heard from again.
The choice was fucking for money and pleasure, or dying along with my family, and I knew what I wanted. I became a company whore and started doing various strangers as Graham would ask me to. There was nothing I would not do and the money flowed in. It is incredible that John never worked it out, but he was incredibly stupid and trusted me completely. I hope he has learnt his lesson.
I enjoyed those years. The company provided the babysitters and made sure John was away when my services were needed. I did single persons, couples, lesbian sex, anal sex, orgies and almost any deviation that you could think of. No, I lie. I never had a gang bang.
Then came the crunch. The law found out something about the company and started digging. The mob hid most of its underhand dealings and found a few scapegoats- one of whom was John. The fact that I performed special jobs helped him and all they did was sack him. The cops were hard at our heels and no jobs were forthcoming. We managed for sometime on my other income till finally John cracked and asked me to look for a job. I then contacted Graham who came me Jim Morris' number and told me to contact him.
I told John I would be looking for a job and he said asked what work I could do. I said, " I don't know. I'll try to learn something".
Jim Morris was a very tall handsome black man, who was very reserved but insisted I drink something he prepared for me. I have no idea what it was but after that, I felt very cooperative. The interview was very formal. The standard questions about me, what I did. I had to tell him the details of what sex activities I performed for Graham and John's old company. He then asked about my family and children and what John did and everything else. There was no hint of anything sexual other than the stories of my escapades. He then said, "I think I can use someone like you and your husband. I need you both here for a weekend orientation but remember I am taking on your husband only because of you. So make sure he is nice to me."
With that the interview came to an end and I was ushered out. His secretary gave me details of time and date and I went home. When I checked the time, I realised I had been in there much longer than the conversation I remembered but I put that down to bad memory. Something in me told me I had to make John happy so he would come with me for that weekend.
He wasn't home. I went up, dressed up sexy and waited for him. Then I told him he could have a job if he came away for the weekend. The look on his face told me everything. He was sold on the idea but a little nookie would not hurt. So, I took him up to the bedroom and put on a little show for him. To the beat of a CD, I stripped and danced for him and then undressed him. He took me on the floor and I realise now that it was the last time and thank God for that. It was the most pathetic performance ever. He lasted barely a few seconds, and I could not get off.
I just could not wait for the weekend and told the kids we needed to go away for a job interview and orientation. I still remember the look in Vanessa's face which said, "You're going away for a dirty weekend and you tell us 'job interview'". The other two seemed anxious to get rid of us and do whatever teenagers do when alone. I packed some clothes for the two of us and took John and off we went. It was the most fateful weekend of our lives.
The weekend was strange, but I can't remember much of it. What I do remember is sitting in some kind of a suspended chair, drinking some strange liquid and a droning voice going on and on. What was said to me I can not remember. I do not remember even peeing or anything else but at the end of it, I was gently brought down and taken to a large bed room.
There was my lifetime fantasy come true, Jim Morris standing proud and tall in the middle of the room and my pathetic excuse for a man husband, John in the corner looking all stunned. On Jim's command, John came to me and started undressing me, all too slowly. Strangely enough he treated me as if I didn't exist and he had eyes only for Jim- for some strange reason I felt like calling him Master and since then I always have. I was eager to get my gear off and that stupid husband of mine was slow, very very slow. I kept trying to get him to be faster but he was very slow.
The top was off and then the skirt. I tried to do a little jiggle of my tits for the Master but John came on up and unclasped my bra. It felt very strange. Before that, when he unclasped my bra, he would touch my tits and start playing with them. This time he barely noticed them, so I held them up and showed them to the Master. I squeezed them, played with the nipples and presented the perky tits for the Master to view. I put on quite a show and I could see a faint smile on his face. I got more and more excited as John finally got around to removing my panties and letting Master see my bush in all its glory.
The Master did not look pleased at that and he got John to shave me. I lay down more than pleased to show off my pussy to my new master. I spread my legs and then opened the lips of my love bud with my hands and made sure that Master could see. I started playing with my clit while John got all ready but did he notice? Oh no! All he cared about was the Master and making him happy. His touch on me felt so disgusted but my Master wanted it cleaned and I was happy to open up.
He used no cream just a little water and shaved me. It hurt but nothing could hurt while my Master was watching and happy at me. Finally my pussy was cleared of its bush and I was getting horny thinking of my Master fucking me. Instead I got John sticking his head between my legs and giving me what he thought was oral sex. A pathetic lick of the pussy, very little attention to the clit and not enough excitement anyway as by that time I had grown to hate him.
In order to get him away I faked cumming and he was pushed away by my Master. He was strong and forceful. He pulled my legs further apart and without any hesitation started stroking my pussy with his cock. A slow touch, rhythmic patting at first drove me mad. The strokes got faster and stronger and the creaming started and I got wetter and wetter. He kept on rubbing me so nicely that I came. He sensed that and then put the head of his cock at the opening to my hole. It was exquisite. The feeling of finally becoming my Master's slave in every way.
He then pushed himself into me and I groaned, both with relief and pleasure. His cock filled me and entered all the way to the tip of my womb. His cock entered in places that had never been touched before and many cocks had been in there before. Deep and hard he went and then pulled out for just a second before ramming it in again. In and out it went and I could feel it very deep inside, practically to the core of my body and soul. I have made love, I have fucked, I have even had animal coupling but what this was I can not describe. I suppose it was a complete surrender of body and soul, my giving myself to my new master, giving in to his physical powers.
At that moment I gave myself completely to Master Jim and decided to dedicate my life to making him happy. My greatest pleasure was not from the cock filling me up but from watching John looking dazed at his wife being fucked like a wanton and enjoying it. I decided to make a show of it and give him more to watch. I started moaning and chanting " fuck me, fuck me, fuck me....." Very softly between that, I told Master Jim to fuck my ass and he obliged.