CHAPTER TEN
Fine dining
Saturday afternoon Rick was feeling good watching his two slaves, running around the house on various chores, buck naked and lovely. Rick called to the women and watched as they ran into the room and assumed the attention position. "Ladies let's go out to dinner. Dress fancy, I'm in the mood for a steak and lobster feast and some good wine."
Three hours later the mother and daughter presented themselves dressed to the nines, hair and makeup in place. Rick escorted them to the limo he had ordered, ushering them inside.
The Hidden Palms was one of the finest restaurants in the city featuring great food and lots of palm tree hidden alcoves, to give the diners a sense of privacy. The three enjoyed a beautifully prepared three-course meal, fine wine and a rich dessert. Many of the other patrons knew Donna from before her husband's death and came by to see how she was doing. Lisa met up with several of her classmates from school and asked to spend some time catching up. Rick told her to have fun but return in an hour.
Rick and Donna enjoyed the time alone to have after dinner drinks. Donna excused herself to the ladies room and after a minute Rick also headed towards the restrooms. It was getting late in the evening and most of the diners had finished their meal and left, as Rick expected the men's room was empty. He waited outside the woman's powder room for Donna.
"Hello darling, come with me. Rick took her by the arm and steered her into the Men's room. "I decided I needed a bit of cock sucking and this seemed like the perfect place."
He took her into one of the handicapped stalls and closed the door. Rick unzipped her dress and lifted it off her.
Donna was nervous, she knew there were people in the dinning room that she knew and one of them could enter at any moment. Rick hung her dress on a coat hook and unfastened her bra. He tossed that over the door of the stall. "At attention," He commanded. Donna sank to her knees and watched as Rick unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. She began to lick it: getting it hard and then sucking it deep into her throat.
Donna wanted to make him cum quickly an used every trick she knew to stimulate him but Rick was able to keep going as long as he wanted no matter what she did and he was determined to make this last.
Donna heard the door to the restroom open and tried to not make a sound while still sucking, Rick however had other ideas. "Oh baby, suck my cock just like that. Oh yeah. That feels sooo god damn good."
Donna could see the crack in the door of the restroom as she sucked and began to blush as she saw someone looking through it. Just at that moment Rick pulled out and came all over her face and tits. Donna couldn't see for a couple of seconds due to the sticky cum covering her eyes and dripping down her face, splashing on her tits and belly. She used her hands to clear the sticky goo off.
She looked up to see the door of the stall wide open and two men standing there staring at her. Rick had walked out while she was blinded. Unknown to Donna as he passed the men he whispered, "She sucks great, give her a try, she's already paid for."
The men entered the stall and closed the door.
Rick returned to their table at almost the same time as Lisa, she looked around as she approached. "My lord, thank you for the wonderful dinner and allowing me time with my friends."
"Your welcome. We deserved a night out."
"Where is Mom?" Lisa asked.
"I think she's in the bathroom, she'll be along. Try the dessert."
The men closed the stall door and surrounded Donna. The bigger of the two reached down and took a hold of Donna's hair; he turned her face and pulled her into his crotch.
"Take my cock out and suck it slut, before I have to hurt you."
Donna's scalp burned from her hair being pulled so tight, she was scared. She unzipped the man's pants and removed his hardening cock free. She had never seen a cock so wide. He was no longer than average but he must have been four to five inches around. The man shoved her face into his cock and forced it between her lips. Donna stretched her mouth as wide as she could and the man's cock just kept filling it. She couldn't breath and began to panic, he pulled out and she caught a breath then he pulled her down again. Out, breath, shove in. There was no technique, no finesse, just a brutal mouth fuck.
The other man played with her tits, twisting her rings and then he found the ring between her legs. He used it to position her body where he wanted before he rammed his cock into her pussy. They fucked her like a blowup doll. She was just a warm set of holes to them.
They finally came, first the guy in her pussy and finally the gorilla in her mouth. They dropped her like a used tissue and spent a few minutes cleaning themselves off as she lay there recovering. The gorilla came over to her, his cock still out and pissed on her, moving his hot yellow stream from her face to her tits to her pussy and back to her face, soaking her.
When she could see again they were gone. Donna got up and went to the sink where she threw up. She washed herself as best she could and dried off with an entire roll of towels.
She dressed and combed her hair, repairing her makeup as best she could. Donna returned to the table as Rick finished paying. He took her by the arm and the three walked out.
Rick bent over whispering in Donna's ear," Good girl."
She wore a silly grin clear back to the mansion.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Pride n punishment
Maria Courly had always gotten by on her looks. She was blond, petite with a good figure, men had tended to look at the package and discount her mind. She had run scams to get money from men since she was in grade school. The few times she had been caught, her (I'm just a poor dumb blond) routine had gotten her away with a minimum of problems.
Until the old man had caught her, fortunately he was interested in being daddy with the naughty daughter. A few light bondage sessions; a few spanks and a couple of blowjobs and all was forgiven. When he died and the twit he was married to ran the company between her shopping trips, Maria was able to put her scams into high gear. She had four managers she had been coming on to for two years primed and ready. Soon she was raking in the money from each of them and not even her partners knew about the others in the scams.
Now that had ended. The twit had married ex detective Rick Tyler and he was no fool. He had her scams figured out to the last dime, her partners were fired and ruined or in the case of Charlie so scared he wouldn't steal a paper clip. But the worst thing was Rick owned her ass. For the next seven years if she even thought of going against him, one call and Maria would be spending a long time as the girlfriend of some lesbo dyke in a very small cell.
The punishment the old man had given her was mild, Hell, she had had rougher lovers. Tyler was another thing entirely. She had returned to her condo Friday night barely able to move. Thank god no one saw her bare ass drag into the elevator from the parking garage and limp to her door. She had passed out on her bed not even covering up. Saturday afternoon when she awoke was worse. She was stiff from head to toe, black and blue from her neck to her thighs. She had soaked for hours in her whirlpool bath, just to get some mobility back. Sunday was the same. Monday morning she dressed like a nun covered from neck to toes to hide the bruises.
And now it was Friday and she was headed back to the mansion for another session. Her stomach was in knots from the tension, if he beat her like that again she might just turn herself in to the cops.
At the mansion, Rick had been trying to lace Donna into the new corset that had arrived that afternoon, it was designed to pull her hourglass figure even tighter, however it hadn't fit the way he had expected it too and he had Donna fetch the scale and stand on it.
Donna couldn't believe her eyes; the scale showed she had gained a pound and half. Rick was standing there holding the corset he had tried to lace her into, of course it hadn't fit and he was not amused.
"You have been neglecting your exercises." Donna hung her head. "We can fix that, come with me." He led Donna to the exercise room and had her get on the treadmill. He cuffed her hands behind her back. "I have recently modified this tens unit." He said as he hung the unit at the front of the treadmill " I added spring clips to the leads, the more tension on the clips the more voltage." He positioned Donna in the front of the treadmill and attached the clips one to each nipple ring. He programmed the treadmill for an hour and a half program, switching it on.
Slowly the treadmill began it's warm-up routine, Donna walking along. She allowed a bit too much tension to be taken up by the leads and received a small shock. Rick smiled, "As long as you keep up you don't get shocked" He hung a water bottle and a nipple at the front of the treadmill, Donna would have to bend over to suck at it all the while keeping up the pace. Rick watched for the first hour, counting all the times she got shocked. He had actually expected her to do worse than she did; she really was in fine shape.
Rick closed the door behind him as he left the woman jogging in place. He returned to the main living room and caught Mistress Lisa triggering the gate. The Executive Slut had arrived.