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After a nearly 48 hours of non-stop sex, I barely had the strength to get home. Looking back on it, Iâm amazed it didnât kill me. How about that as a cause of death? Too much fucking. If youâve got to goâŚwell, Iâll spare you the clichĂŠ.
When I learned the secretary at the radio station I work for had been stealing money from the owner, I saw my chance. Iâd wanted to fuck her sweet Mexican body since the first time Iâd met Joann three years earlier. The threat of losing her job and going to prison got me into Joannâs pussy. The threat of telling her husband what she did to keep me quiet kept me there. In the week I had known about this, I took advantage every time I could. That included an entire weekend of fucking Joann senseless. With her husband out of town on business, I made her come to my place to be my sex slave. The weekend culminated with taking Joann back to her place and fucking her in her own bed. I honestly donât know where I found the energy to keep pumping her the way I did. By the time I got back home, I was so exhausted I just collapsed and slept for 14 hours straight.
When I got to the station the next day Joann looked as fantastic as ever. I started thinking about how else I could fuck her, but I had her in just about every way you could think of. I needed something new.
It was payday and all the part timers were coming in to pick up their checks. I noticed that each guy that came in took a moment to eye Joann up and down. Two of them in particular looked at Joann like they would have worked free for a year just for the chance to fuck the hell out of her. Thatâs when I realized I should let someone else join the party. Joann had become fairly comfortable with being my whore and it was time to put a little fear back into her.
Everything came together quickly. The two guys (kids, really) that seemed to want Joann the most both worked for the AM station in our company and they both were scheduled to work that night. David was 18 and Alan was 17. Along with knowing they desperately wanted to fuck Joann, I also knew theyâd be the easiest to control. While I wanted to let somebody else in on the fun, I didnât want to run the risk of too many people finding out. Since they were just kids I knew I could keep them quiet. It also helped that no one except them and the Program Director of the AM station ever went into the studio. The PD would be gone for the day by the time David and Alan came in, so theyâd be the only people in that studio. It was the perfect place for Joann to be fucked; theyâd never be disturbed. I went home at lunch and grabbed my video camera. When the coast was clear, I set up the camera in the AM studio where no one would see it and it could get a shot of the entire studio.
They both arrived early and went into the studio after a few lustful glances at Joann. Thatâs when I went to work. I followed them into the studio and said, âHi guys. I know that technically you donât work for me, but Iâm still management. I just wanted to apologize about the company not being able to pass out Christmas bonuses last month. Things have be a little rough for us financially of late, but I think I have a way to make it up to you.â They were only half listening to me until I mentioned a way to make it up to them. Suddenly, they were very attentive. Getting free stuff always gets peopleâs attention. âThe reason we couldnât give out bonuses is because we found out that someone was embezzling from the company. Turns out Joann was robbing us blind. Iâm the only one who knows that sheâs the one stealing. I was going to turn her in, but then I realized if I held it over her head I could make her my whore.â Alan, who was very shy, blushed and looked down at his shoes, but David was a little more confident and he never looked away from me. The company didnât even know the money was missing so there was no way Joannâs embezzling affected the bonuses. But it was a plausible story. I needed a plausible story to get them angry. I wanted them to punish Joann. The real reason there werenât any bonuses this year was because the owner was a cheap bastard that got cheaper every year. âHereâs where you guys come in. I couldnât help but notice how you drool over Joann of late. I thought you might like your bonus in the form of Joannâs body.â
Alanâs blush deepened, but Davidâs eyes widened as he asked, âYou mean we can fuck Joann? Sheâd want to do that?â
I laughed, âIt doesnât matter what she wants. Sheâs a whore. Sheâll do as I tell her. But just so weâre clear, this is a one-time offer. You fuck her tonight and you never tell anyone about this. And I mean no one. Not your best friend, not your brother, no one. Donât even mention it to me. Once this night is over, it never happened. If you ever say anything about this, I have you fired and I can also make it very difficult for you to get another job.â I probably couldnât make it that difficult, but theyâre kids. What the hell do they know? A little fear goes a long way. âThis bitch stole money that would have been your bonus. She needs to be punished. Are you in?â
David blurted out, âDamn right Iâm in!â Alan was still blushing, but you could almost see his heart pounding in his chest. He nodded.
âGood. Once everyone else leaves, Iâll send her in. I wonât tell her whatâs coming, Iâll let you surprise her.â I left the studio and walked over to Joannâs desk. She was standing away from the desk talking with our General Manager. It gave me a chance to admire Joannâs body. She was wearing a big dark brown sweater that hid her wonderful tits, but the short charcoal gray skirt and black stockings more than made up for it.
When her conversation ended she turned back towards her desk. She hesitated for a moment looking at me warily before she walked to her desk and sat down. She was probably wondering what lewd act Iâd make her do next. She said quietly, âI just want to go home tonight. Please just let me leave.â
âSorry, honey. Better call hubby and tell him youâll be late. I have plans for you tonight.â
Joann sagged in her chair. âHeâs over in San Francisco on business until Wednesday.â
âThen you have plenty of time, donât you? Just wait here until everyone leaves.â It wasnât long before the last few stragglers left for the night. Once the last one left, I went back to Joann. âBefore I forget, David and Alan want to talk to you. Theyâre in the AM studio.â
She slowly got up and headed for the studio, all the while keeping an eye on me. I stood near the door so I could watch what was going on. Joann smiled as she walked through the door. âHello boys. Whatâs up?â She turned to look at Alan and saw he was nearly beet red. Her smile turned into a little laugh. âAlan? Are you O.K.?â