By Dan57 and Jill York
dedicated to Mark, Kate and Greg
I keep receiving some strange feed back such as a guy who explains me that he hasn't read my story but gave it a 1 mark as he had for all my stories. for him it should appear in the fetish category. I suppose that the origin is that I have often Indian people in command. A confusion between circumstances and erotic situation : for me a man in dhoti fucking an English girl has nothing out of normal : it's a situation you could find in many English cities. No racism as the reverse could be true : I just never received demands for a white man seducing and subjugating an Indian girl!!! i've already written such stories with less vociferation!
- - - As he had told Elizabeth, just four weeks before, Mr Gupta had summoned her to his flat. She was standing at attention in front of his desk. When we say at attention, it was how Mr Gupta wanted it : Elizabeth was stark naked, apart from her sandals with their five inches heels. She was standing with her feet wide apart and her hands crossed in the hollow of her back. Her nipples were hard, pointing toward her Master. She was pushing her bottom backward, her tits forward and her shoulders back to offer her owner the best figure she could. He had just fucked her on the desk when she had stripped for him. He had rammed her pussy, made a few seesaw moves inside her before pulling out and entering her ass hole in his usual majestic way!
Mr Gupta had filled her back passage with his cum. Like a dutiful whore, she had bent down, taking his soiled cock into her mouth and cleaning it with her mouth and tongue. She had obediently swallowed everything she had scooped from her Master's cock! He was now giving her his instructions :
- Elizabeth, I would like you to improve your status. You proved you were a good whore on your trip back to London but I would like you to have the same activity on your way out and during your stay with your husband!
- Yes, Master, but how could I do it without exposing myself?
- You could just ask your husband who are the sinners who visited whores in the last months. Edward must have received them in confession or have heard of them. The public rumor may also be helpful : just speak with some old churchy person : they always love gossips!
- But confessions are secret, Master!
- I'm quite aware of it, Elizabeth, but a wife has plenty of possibilities to wrench secrets from her husband, don't you think so? Some public information may also not be covered by confession : a wife complaining about her husband visiting whores for example.
- You're right, as usual, Master!
- You could also start a charity, offering, for example, a ceremonial dinner in a hush hush restaurant for two. Some people would be honored to have dinner with some important and pretty women in your community. The fee would be rather high. Your husband's charities would benefit from it and nobody would know if the guest would end the evening on the settee with the girl's feet crossed behind his neck and her pussy clamping on his cock! The gratification would be left to his appreciation!
- That could be possible, Master, but do you have other girls in mind?
- I thought of the Mayor's wife. She is young and buxom but her older hubbie was more interested by whisky and foie gras than by his wife, on the only time I went there. If you convince her to patronize this charity, I am ready to pay to have the privilege of doing you and her in a private room! That would start the process!
- Good Gracious, Master. You want to antagonize all the church goers if it's discovered!
- Everything will depend on your skill, Elizabeth. I really trust you in these matters, Just keep in mind you have to earn your keep : you have netted an average of around five hundred pounds every month in your train escapades and a bit less than two thousand at my shop in Birmingham! That leaves you with a bit more than one thousand pounds a month. I would like you to increase considerably your net income!
- I will do my best, Master, to please you!
- I didn't expect less than that, dear! Your husband would perhaps love if your daughter accompanied you in a few days, don't you think so?
- He was quite upset when he saw you fucking her and me!
- He must have accepted it, now! I'll give her other special instructions!
Joan drove his wife and his mother in law to the station. She was quite proud of her new pink Mini, a special series called Barbie with everything in pink colors : leather seats, wheels and even the key holder. Joan was fascinated by her new toy! She had put on a pink micro dress and equally pink pumps. Elizabeth and Susan found her quite childish but she was about to leave for Brazil. She could have some fun here in England, before leaving for a full year! Susan was also preparing her travel to India with her Master! Elizabeth would stay alone for a couple of months. She had better have her charity running before Mr Gupta's departure!
Elizabeth's first objective was to seduce a few men in the train and find a quiet place to hide. She had chosen a flashing red very short summer dress with spaghetti straps and stilettos with sky high heels and a nearly vertical sole. She would never remain unnoticed by the male travelers. Her now long experience as a whore had given her a special way of walking that gave any man a raging hard on as soon as he had turned his gaze on her!
She was lucky to find the same carriage she had used on the previous month with the bicycle compartment. It was ideal for her needs.
- Susan, stay here and wait until I lure a few guys in there!
She giggled and left, wiggling provocatively her bottom as she walked toward the other extremity of the train. Susan smiled. If her mother was that aggressive, someone would force her somewhere into the toilets and rape her there! Just, she wondered whether someone would be able to rape Elizabeth. She was now so completely unleashed that SHE would rape the man before he had done anything. Susan whistled happily. Perhaps when her mother would have serviced enough guys to meet Mr Gupta's instructions, she would be allowed to hunt for herself. Six well hung young men would perfectly suit her appetite! Watching her mother in her new totally uninhibited mood had aroused her astonishingly!
Elizabeth came back, ten minutes later with about ten men following her, trying to grope at her tits or to put their hands under the hem of her minimum dress. One of the guys pushed aside the shoulder straps of her dress and eased her boobs out of it. He pinched her nipples but that just elicited a moan of pleasure from her mother. Susan had to take control of the situation, otherwise, these guys would just fuck her mother silly and they wouldn't pay a dime for that. Susan pushed the man's hands aside and pulled the top of Elizabeth's dress up to cover partially her breasts.
- You have had a look, gentlemen! I am this slut's pimp! If you want just to feel her now, the fee is twenty pounds. If you prefer that she blows you, it'll be fifty, eighty for her pussy and one hundred for her ass. I offer you this afternoon the whole package for one hundred and fifty only, yes : her ass, her pussy and her mouth in any order as you want! And you may grope her tits at will but just for twenty minutes! Hurry up : We have customers awaiting! I receive payments, in cash of course and I distribute the condoms!
Susan knew now how to deal with large numbers of customers. The Indian men in B'ham were unruly but gentle and talkative : she loved dealing with them! Somehow, this time, her commanding voice had subdued the men who wanted to fuck her mother : none had protested when she had announced the tariff. Another man arrived, out of breath.
- Sorry, Milady. I had to return to get my money. I haven't seen the slut! Could I see how much she is worth?
Susan considered her options. She took Elizabeth with her on the bench, unzipped her dress and stripped her of it. She had just silk knickers, so sheer that her slit was easily delineated and something she didn't know the name : it was smaller than a half bra, just supporting the base of her boobs and offering a complete unobstructed view of her nipples and her cleavage. All the men gasped in delight from this unexpected exhibition. There was a rush as the men tried to take a good place in the queue!
- Good, gentlemen! Keep quiet! The slut is there until 7 PM, quite enough time to service all of you, maybe for a second round when you have finished... How do you want our slut to service you, Sir?
- You offered a deal of one hundred and fifty for the whole package! Here they are!
- Thanks, Sir! Just mind the time limit!
- Don't worry, Madam!