Angie sat unable to speak as Robert drove them from the Adult theater. She felt so dirty, so used, so whorish. She felt hollow. Unable to cry, she sat next to Robert in shock.
"Get over it!" Robert barked. "Remember, you're mine, your married pussy, your mouth, your ass, all mine! Say it!"
Angie again repeated "I'm yours. My married pussy is yours, my mouth, my ass. It's all yours to use as you please."
"That's right! Remember that I'll damn sure use you as I wish, whore!" Robert was mean. He had to make sure she knew her place.
"Take those tits out of your blouse. I don't recall saying you could cover them up. How much cum is on them, by the way?" Robert laughed as Angie looked down at the drying cum on her tits.
"How much?" Robert insisted.
"A lot," is all Angie could manage to say.
"From how many men?" Robert teased her.
"I don't know," Angie truthfully said as a tear began to roll down her face. Once they started, she couldn't control the flow of tears. Silently she sat in the car, tears flowing.
They stopped at a traffic light. Robert rolled Angie's window down. "Turn and stick your tits out!" He ordered. "Do it now!"
Angie saw that there were two men in the car next to them as she leaned out the window.
"Tell them you're a whore!" Robert chided. "Say it, Angie whore. Say 'I'm a whore. Say it over and over.'"
Robert pushed her forward, further out of the window. Her tits were dangling and bouncing. Angie said to the men, "I'm a whore...I'm a whore...I'm a whore." She fell back down in the seat and buried her face in her hands as she continued to repeat, "I'm a whore."
Robert was silent as they drove to his house. Angie didn't look up once, but kept her face in her hands as she mumbled the words she knew to be true.
Robert walked her to his bedroom and into the bath. "Please clean up before you go home, there are towels, bath oils, shampoo and soap. I'll bring you something to drink. You did very well today, Angie." Robert was serious as he looked into her eyes. Angie looked as if she were a zombie.
Robert brought Angie a glass of champagne as she soaked in the tub. "Take your time, I've laid out some on my wife's clothes I think will fit you."
Angie looked over to the counter, a pair of black slacks and a conservative tan top were lying there. She was grateful that she could dress modestly for her drive home.
"Dave will be back tomorrow, around noon," Robert informed Angie. "We will all meet at the countryclub. Sharon and her husband will meet with us, along with most of the other bank employees. I've just talked to Dave. Their trip was a success!"
Robert went on, "Angie, I've arranged a morning at the spa for you. They will give you a massage, a facial, do your hair and nails, and anything else you ask of them. It's a gift to you from me. I've also left a nice outfit for you. I think you'll like it."
Robert put his arm around Angie and whispered in her ear, "Did I tell you how beautiful you are? By the way, Dave got the promotion along with a substantial raise in pay."
Angie drove home, still numb. She stopped at her mom's and picked up her kids. She fought the tears trying to form in her eyes as she saw them.
The next morning Angie took her children to their Grandmother's and then drove to the spa. She so looked forward to seeing Dave. She didn't want to even think about the things Robert had made her do, but he was finally being nice to her. Angie thought that Robert had been nice to her some times and felt herself becoming wet as she thought of how large his dick was and how good it felt with it inside her.
She stopped herself from thinking about Robert. She was a married woman! And, she thought for a fleeting moment, a whore. She was Robert's whore.
The spa was extremely nice. Her massage was wonderful. She had never had one before. The facial was a first also. The woman did a marvelous job on her hair and makeup. The outfit that Robert had bought for for her was a lime green sleveless dress made of a crinkle fabric that buttoned up all the way. It looked expensive and she felt beautiful in it. Angie couldn't wait for Robert- no, Dave to see her in it.
Angie arrived at the countryclub a few minutes after 12:00. Dave was already there. Angie walked over to where Dave was standing, glancing at Robert as she did. He smiled at her in such a way that she knew he approved of how she looked. She felt beautiful and hot!
Angie put her arm around Dave before he noticed she had arrived. Dave commented on how beautiful Angie looked as they embraced. The luncheon was ready. As Angie and Dave sat down across from Sharon and her husband, Dave talked about how well the trip had gone, and that he hoped it meant good things for his position at the bank. Angie so wanted to tell Dave that the promotion was his, but thought it would be better that he hear it from Robert. Dave might want to know how she already knew. If he only knew...
When lunch was winding down, Robert stood and make a speech about the future of the bank and how it all depended on great employees. He then had Dave stand and bragged about how hard he worked and how much he put into his job. Robert indicated that if the others would work as hard as Dave, they might receive a promotion also. Angie pretended surprise, hugged him and said "how wonderful!"
Dave was congratulated by his fellow employees and then rushed away for a golf tee time. There were four foursomes and Dave was playing on Robert's team.
Robert's wife Jane invited Angie, Sharon, and two of the other wives to come with her. Angie had never been to the countryclub before. Dave had been only once before, when Sharon's husband had been promoted. He had told her that it was very nice, but it was even better than Angie had pictured.
The five women followed Jane into a small theater. There were only about a dozen very plush chairs for watching the films. As the lights dimmed and the movie started, Angie was completely taken off guard when a porn movie began.
"This is a movie like the men watch, except that it is made for women, by women," Jane stated. The movie started with a beautiful brunette dressing in exquisite lingerie. Soon a man joined her and began to sensusously caress her as they embraced.