White Noise

White noise 3.

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I have taken your feedback on board so this is a longer chapter. That's why it has taken a little while to be published.

Part 3.

It had been just over a week since I had slipped a loaded iPod into the hands of my sexy coworker Hayley. On it was a track I had created that had the power of subliminal messaging to make anyone's resistance disappear and turn them into an obedient drone for moulding.

In that time, my bank balance had taken a turn for the better and my working day had changed dramatically.

Caroline the office manager (a kind, hardworking woman who didn't know just how attractive she was) had been asked to listen to my project. Now the 35 year old blonde haired, married mother of two was helping to make life in the company that little bit easier one initiative at a time.

I had always liked Caroline. And as she walked past my desk on that Tuesday morning, slipping her plain white cotton panties into my hand I thought to myself that she could use a bit of a makeover and styling.

Sure it was nice to have her intimate items in the palm of my hand, but I had now gotten used to a sexier exchange with Hayley so Caroline would need to up her game.

Rising from my desk, I turned to face her and she locked eyes with me.

"Caroline." I said firmly. "Have you got a second for a quick chat. I just want to run something by you real quick?"

"Sure, no problem." She replied. Knowing that her best interests were at the forefront of my mind and one of my top concerns.

"Thanks, let's nip into the meeting room for a sec." I said as we started to head down the stairs.

Following her down was always a pleasure. She wore nicely fitted trousers suits that showed off her shapely figure. They weren't too tight so as the men in the office ogled her, but they weren't so loose as to hide the fact that she worked out and kept herself in shape.

I wanted a bit more to look at during the work day so we would need a wardrobe upgrade to start with, plus my wages needed a bit of a boost because of all the overtime I had been putting in lately.

We entered the meeting room where I had recently filmed Hayley's school girl spanking session for her OnlyFans. The video - which had featured our beautiful marketing manager dressed in her black patent high heels, sheer stockings and a short, black box pleated skirt was one of our top earners.

Our subscribers loved hearing her moans as her cheeks were reddened by the palm of my hand. They enjoyed watching her bite her painted lips as she stroked her pert young breasts through her buttoned up white school shirt that held up her loose fitting short tie.

It really had been a success. The ass fucking Hayley had taken as a reward for being such a good girl in the video was incredible to be a part of. How she kept her cool whilst on the phone to her fiance Antoni while I was balls deep in her anal passage was anybody's guess but she managed it. What a trooper.

After switching the sign to show the room was occupied, I sat down on the sofa and Caroline took her position on a chair nearby.

"So what do you need from me then?" She asked in a polite manner.

"A couple of things really Caroline." I replied. "While we're alone, you are to refer to me as master. It helps you to understand your position with me. Do you understand?"

"Yes master. Of course that is no problem." She replied with a smile on her face that showed she trusted me."

"Good girl. I think this would go better and smoother if you had my cock in your mouth for the majority of this meeting, so let's get down to that."

Caroline slipped her slender figure up from the chair, she straightened her white, tight fitted blouse and sank to her knees.

Her beautifully varnished, dark red nails fidgeted for my zipper before finding it.Then, without a problem she slid my pants to the floor. The view was great. Her shoulder length blonde hair with just a hint of a curl was tucked behind her pierced ears and her kind eyes, decorated with a hint of eye liner looked up towards mine. They would soon be decorated with something else.

The sexy, powerful milf lowered her mouth onto my hardening dick - never once breaking eye contact - and hollowed out her cheeks.

Her tongue rolled around my slit as I enjoyed the warmth and skill of her experienced mouth on me.

I had to enjoy the sensations for a while first. Yes we had business to attend to but when a gorgeous married milf is latched onto your dick during the work day, sometimes you have to just be in the moment.

After a while, I was able to compose myself enough to speak.

"God that's amazing Caz. Does your husband get treated to this?"

She took her mouth off my dick for a moment to reply and began kneading my balls and stroking up the shaft.

"Yes he does. I always make sure he has a blowjob every Friday after work. It's kind of like a little tradition."

She seemed proud of herself and rightly so. She had developed some skills over the years and I could see why her husband would enjoy such a talented mouth. Obviously he wasn't going to enjoy it any longer as I don't like to share.

"Well that needs to stop now I'm afraid." I said sternly. "The only dick you're going to be getting is mine or any I tell you to take for me. We may have clients I need to impress for example but mostly that mouth is going to be exclusive with me. Do you understand?"

"Of course master. You know what's best for me." She parroted back.

"I think we also need to have a rethink of your wardrobe for work." I said. "You're an attractive woman Caroline, you need to flaunt that a bit more. You need me to WANT to rip your clothes off and fuck you in every position. You need to dress to impress.

I clicked twice and pointed at the head of my now wet, hard cock and she dutifully bobbed her mouth back on it. Her bright blue eyes fixed on mine.

I continued:

"I'll get the company card for you to get yourself sorted. Allan has given you a five grand budget so you should be able to get some lovely dresses, skirts and lingerie for that. No more trouser suits for you. They're nice but they don't give me the easy access to you that I would like."

By now I had worked myself into a situation where an orgasm was fast approaching and I needed to be inside her quickly.

I pushed her off my dick and ordered her to strip for me. She peeled off the rest of her clothes and stood before me with her shaved, toned body ready for me to make use of.

The married milf climbed on top of me, looked deeply into my eyes again before planting a deep, tongue filled kiss on me and sliding down the length of my shaft until I was buried inside her beautiful snatch.

"You're doing the work here slut." I groaned dismissively. "Earn my cum."

That was all the inspiration she needed. Caroline grinded her hips up and down, squeezing her cunt around my cock encasing it tightly inside her as she worked hard to get me off.

Making me cum was her number one priority. She had no thought for her husband or other responsibilities. She was focused on emptying my balls and only that.

The feeling of power that it gave me was incredible. Such a turn on to have total control over someone who had such power in the office was mouth watering.

She bit my lip as she continued to bounce up and down on me, clawing her fingernails up and down my chest as I felt my balls tighten in readiness to erupt.

Her tight, wet twat hugged me as it milked the cum out of my heavy balls. I breathed heavily, preparing to empty my load. I was ready to cum, but not inside her. I wanted to shower her face in it.

"Slut, off now." I ordered. On your knees. Beg me for my cum!"

"Please master. I want your cum in my mouth." Caroline pleaded as she fisted my rod with two wet hands. "I want it. I want it in me, I want it on my face. Cover me in your load please master I NEED it!"

That was enough for me. My nuts tightened one last time and I unloaded all over her face. She skillfully caught most of it in her mouth with only one or two blasts catching her cheek and hair. She played with the cum before swallowing it down like a good girl. Using her fingers to collect the last bits from her face, Caroline made sure as to not miss a drop in cleaning herself up.

The cum that had caught in her hair was fingered back through it and her fingers licked clean. With a quick "thankyou master" she proceeded to dress again.

"I'll be needing another raise Caroline." I said with an authoritative tone. "The overtime I have been putting in needs reflecting in my pay packet. Have a chat with Allan and see if he can work the budget for another 20% there's a good slut."

"Of course master. I'll tell him it's in our best interests to keep you happy."

And with that, our gorgeous office manager left the room and headed back upstairs.

**

Later that evening I arrived at home to find my neighbour Emma's car parked outside my front window.

This was something that happened regularly and really pissed me off. We had had a row about parking a while ago and the relationship between neighbours was strained. This was a problem I needed to sort out.

Knocking on the door, I was greeted with her face that (as usual) was ready for confrontation. Waspish and beaky nosed and irritating she glared out at me with piggy eyes.

"What do you want?" She snapped, "I'm not moving my car."

"Hi Emma, nice to see you too." I replied sarcastically. "No no I don't want you to move your car. I have something I need you to listen to for me for a second if you don't mind. It'll only take a couple of minutes."

"We're doing some market research at work and it pays £50 for just a moment or two of your time. If you play it to yourself and your husband I can hand you £100 right now."

If it were possible, her eyes narrowed even further but she agreed and took the iPod loaded with my white noise track inside.

Soon my issues with her and her pathetic "yes man" of a husband would be over.

After a few minutes she came back out and handed me the iPod. This would be the acid test of its success.

"Ok I've listened to it. Let's have the hundred pounds now." She demanded, greedily holding out her hand.

"Don't you think it's in your best interests for me to keep the money Emma? You know, I feel it would be the right thing to do." I replied.

Her face softened. Her eyes switched from side to side as if she was piecing together the request ready to formulate a response and that's just what she did.

"Yes." She said quickly. "You're right. That is probably best."

"I also think you should invite me in." I added, with a growing confidence as I could see the track had done its business.

"Yes, come in. James is in the living room with me." She said and stepped to one side as I entered their home.

This was another golden ticket. The woman was a terrible human being. She was a gossip and an unkind, selfish show-off who needed bringing down a few pegs. This would be her karma for the horrible behaviour she had shown since we had moved into our house.

"Emma." I said sternly. "From now on, you're going to park your car a few streets away and walk home whenever you go out. I think it's in your best interests to keep me happy and not being a bitch with your car is the first way you can do that. Nod if you agree."

Both she and her prick of a husband James nodded in agreement.

"Good." I remarked, feeling satisfied. Now was the moment to get back at her. She was too ugly for me to want to fuck, but maybe I could make some money out of her by turning her into a whore.

"You're also going to create an advert on all of the escort sites you can find also Twitter and Instagram the lot."

"On that site you will offer sexual services for cheaper than the going rate because you're a pathetic, worthless whore. Have you got that?"

"Yes I have." She replied without a hint of concern in her voice.

I continued:

"You'll do anything your clients want, anal, unprotected, rimming whatever they want you will do and James you will watch if that is their kink and film the action for prosperity."

I really was killing two birds with one stone. I was humiliating our cunt of a neighbour and cucking her husband at the same time.

"All the money you receive you can stick in an envelope and put through my door. As I say I want you to be inexpensive so as you get a lot of business. I'm not really interested in making a lot of money from you. This is more about making sure you're on the bottom of the food chain and being a cheap whore does that."

"And one final thing." I added with a wicked smile on my face.

"I need a key to your house. Any time I want a piss I'm going to be over here flooding your mouth with it.

"That's right. You're going to be my hungry little toilet slave slurping down every drop. Now thank me both of you so I can get out of your fucking pokey little house."

"Thankyou!" They chorused as I left the door.

"That's thankyou MASTER." I said before slamming the door from the outside.

**

"Is that you babe?" The warm comforting tones of my wife filled my ears as I shut the front door behind me.

I felt bad for doing what I was doing but if I could get Heather to not care then it was a victimless crime.

"Yes love." I replied. "Just got a bit of work to do quickly and then we can watch that series you were on about."

I needed to strike while the iron was hot.

I thought hard about how I'd manipulate the track as I walked into my home studio. I was torn between making her like Hayley and dependent upon me for guidance but I wanted a bit more than that.

In the end I settled on subliminal instructions for her to be open to my ideas about sex; to be on board with what I was doing with the neighbours and also to give her the motivation and drive to get that gym body back that she had lost in the last couple of years.

After an hour of work, the track was ready.

"Have a listen to this." I said as I wandered into our tight little kitchen (we would have a big open space once I had convinced some millionaire to hand over their cash to me).

"It's a little project I've been working on. It might make you a bit more motivated at work and could get your exercise program up and running."

She trusted me implicitly so he stuck the earbuds into her ears and listened.

We chatted through dinner about her day and I tested the waters subtly to see how open she would be to my exploits. Obviously the track had worked and I enjoyed recounting in great detail about how hot it was to fuck Caroline whilst on the clock at work. She agreed and told me she would have liked to have been there to see it. All in good time I thought.

Getting up from the table, I motioned to her that I needed to use the bathroom so headed for the front door.

"See you in a sec babe, just going for a leak nextdoor." I said shutting the front door behind me.

Unannounced, I strode into Emma's living room. They were watching trash TV together on the sofa. How fucking predictable that was.

"On your knees bitch." I commanded and she obliged immediately.

Carefully, I undid my zipper freeing my dick from my pants. I aimed it at her irritating face and released a steady stream of warm piss into her eager mouth.

She gulped down as much as she could but my whore of a neighbour wasn't able to swallow quickly enough and it soon began to spill out.

Her top was soaked and a puddle had started to form underneath her on the carpet. I was enjoying every moment. This bitch used to have enough power to piss me off and now I was the one pissing on her.

I was glad to have waited and held it in to allow so much to be able to spill on her.

I shook the last few remaining drops into her hair and wiped my cock on the curtains.

"Clean yourself up bitch, you've probably got clients to get ready for." I yelled out as I closed the front door, taking a key with me a slipping it onto my keychain.

I headed back to the house full of confidence. I had an evening to enjoy before heading off to the dress fitters with Hayley in the morning. Her fiancee was still unaware of what was going on between us or even the new money making scheme that we had created and I liked it that way. In time I would fully cuckold him and enjoy doing it but for now the thrill of keeping it on the down low was an added layer on an already exciting situation.

"Did you cover her?" Heather asked nonchalantly, taking her eyes off her phone for a second that I could already see was loaded up with an online lingerie boutique. It was good to see her working on the subliminal messages already.

"Yeah, left her in a puddle the horrible bitch." I replied before settling down on the sofa next to her and loosening my trousers.

"Haha. Good." Was all she could muster.

I could tell though that she enjoyed the thought of our neighbour being humiliated in front of her husband. The wide smile gave away her true feelings.

"Why don't you put that down for a second and pick something else up." I asked. My tone was one of hope. Previously it would have had to have been hopeful as sex had been hard to come by but I need not have worried.

Heather dropped her phone in her bag by the sofa before pulling off my pants and stroking my hardening cock.

"Let me ask you something." I said. "Would you fancy a threesome soon? There is a smoking hot girl at work who I would love to watch eat you out."

"Sure." She said, wetting my dick with a tongue full of saliva to continue stroking it to full hardness.

"I think I could enjoy that if it's something you want. I've not done anything with girls since I was 19."

"That's so hot." I told her as I leant my head back, imagining my wife and Hayley intertwined in my bed and sharing my dick.

"We'll have to get her round tomorrow after her wedding dress fitting and we can have a proper session together."

"Sounds exciting to me." She said. "Want me to do anything else with this?"

"Do what you do best." I replied. And with that she climbed on to my lap and began to ride my swollen dick like her life depended on it.

Her hips moved with a purpose that she had previously lost. This was the Heather of old, sexy, flirty and arousing. This piece of software had not only made my work life incredible and given me opportunities with women that I had never imagined but it had also reignited my marriage.

I felt my cock ready to explode as she upped her pace. Her head leant backwards and her long brown hair fell to the small of her back just above where my hands gripped her tightly.

A couple more thrusts and I finished inside her. The orgasm ripped through me as she clung on tight just riding the waves of her own ecstasy.

Heather fell on top of me in a heap of sweaty passion. Her breathing was shallow and a naughty smile spread across her face.

"That was amazing." She said through her grin. "I'm looking forward to tomorrow already."

She wasn't the only one. I was starting to think ahead to spending the day with Hayley and her friends as they tried on dresses.

What a great work friend I was giving up my spare time to help them make sure everything fit perfectly. It was a very enticing thought.

**

I slept well. Really well, I guess all that physical exertion will do that to a person. I lay on my back in my bed just about coming round and basked in the thoughts of the wonderful day I was about to have.

Hayley and three of her friends all ready to be corrupted and used as I saw fit. I couldn't wait.

Still semi-awake and half asleep a surge of pleasure ran through me as I realised I was being woken up by a blow job.

Heather had got up early. God knows how long she had been up but as I opened my eyes I looked down to see her beautifully made up face. Eyeliner, mascara and some dark eye shadow complimented her features. Her brown hair had been curled and fell in ringlets on either side of her face and her lips...