The Choice Last Chance

Finale to the 'The Choice' series.

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'Twack... thwak... thwak...'

Sam screams in agony as each strike of Luke's hand lands on her battered ass.

Over the last few weeks, since returning home from the cottage, Sam has endured a succession of assaults on her delicate body at the hands of her embittered husband. This was her punishment for cheating on him with her offish boss and one she has chosen. Her husband is a rich business man who holds her financial security in his over-sized hands. Before taking her away to the cottage and making her choose her new life, he emptied all of her bank accounts. Sam is now personally penniless but has no intention of going back to a life hardship.

Instead, she's agreed to become his whore, not able to say no to any of his commands for fear of him requesting an immediate divorce and losing even the clothes on her back due to an iron clad pre-nuptial agreement.

So here she was, bent over his large oak desk with him spanking her previously whipped, canned, beaten ass. Able to see in the large mirror in front of his desk, she can see the look of glee in Luke's eyes as her body shakes from each deliberately forceful strike. More uncomfortably, is that she can see the glinting eyes of the man who helped her husband arrange all of this in the first place.

Parker, her husband's best friend, was the man who arranged the cottage and helped pen the 'contract' Sam had signed which gave her husband full access and permission to use her body however and whenever he chose. Parker was the man who had taken hundreds of photographs and videos of her being fucked, punished and humiliated. Parker was the man who had himself taken advantage of her predicament and had used her in various ways himself.

Parker sat smiling as he watched Sam being spanked, loved how her hands were bound behind her back with rope and her ankles were similarly tied to the legs of the desks. He especially liked how her tits were crushed against the smooth wood as Luke's spare hand was spread out on her middle back pushing her down.

Deciding this was a moment to treasure, Parker pulls out his mobile phone and sets it to camera and takes a few shoots of her reddened face. Zooming in close to focus on her tears streamed eyes and screaming lips.

"Do you want to finish her off mate? I've got to get my things ready for work and I know you'd rather be fucking her than taking pictures."

With a hearty laugh, Parker moves around to the other side of the desk as Luke heads out of the door. Now he is better able to see Sam's pert ass waving in the air. Handprints are slowly fading but the abrasions of previous assaults are clearly evident. They had both been extremely careful not to cause too much damage to her tender skin, they weren't monsters. However, Parker chuckled as he remembered watching Sam sit down earlier with a wince. Knowing the welts on her ass must have stung as they were pressed against the cold wooden chairs.

Dropping his pants, he spreads Sam's tender buttocks apart and aims his throbbing cock at her tight anus. No matter how many times they had fucked her this way, it seemed it was as fresh as ever upon their return. This was fortunate for Parker but unfortunate for Sam.

Every time felt like the first as the head of Parker's cock pushed its way inside. With no care he did not stop to allow her time to adjust, forcing his full length inside and spanking her tender skin as he reached his hilt. Listening to Sam's renewed screams, Parker slowly glides out to only ram himself back inside her shaking body.

Grasping a handful of her luscious hair he makes her body straighten up so he can wrap one hand around and clasp a tit between his fingers. Pinching hard he continues to move out of her body slowly and push in with full vigour. Riding her body this way overcomes any self-control he has and after only a few more thrusts he pulls out and aims his cock at her lithe back and shoots his load all over her.

Fascinated with how the cum drips down he scoops some up and places it in front of her mouth. "Lick it you cock-loving whore. Make my finger nice and clean you dirty slut."

Doing as she is commanded, Sam opens her mouth and uses her tongue to remove the cum and swallows it trying not to gag. Hating what she has become but knowing she has no choice. These last few weeks have been a trial but not totally unbearable and occasionally she had even begged them to fuck her. Luke had even said that after this weekend she would have 3 days off a week to allow her body to recover. This would allow her to re-enter society and attend all her social gatherings and maintain the life she is accustomed to and holds dearly. The other four days belonged to him, he would dictate what she did and with whom. He told her he was not really one for sharing but she had upset many people with her former bitchiness and she had to make up for her transgressions.

"Well Bitch, now Parker has finished with you, go and get a shower. I want you all shiny and clean. I've got a big meeting today and I'll require your assistance to help keep me relaxed."

Sam had not been to Luke's office for several months. Not since they had an office party. Luke had kindly invited Sam's boss, unknowing of their affair at the time. Whilst her husband was busy entertaining his guests, he boss had ordered her into an out of the way toilet. Here he'd had her hold onto the cistern whilst he pushed up her skirt, rolled her thong to the side and inserted his dirty cock into her wet slit.

Running his greedy hands up under her blouse he'd used her tits as handles to move her backwards and forwards on his twitching cock. The excitement of the possibility of being discovered made it easy for Sam to cum as he banged away at her. His orgasm was a lot slower, and her limp body reeled from the stench of his odour mixed with the smell of the toilet.

Finally, he came, slamming inside her and withdrawing just as quickly so the last of his seed squirted onto her buttocks. Reaching around to clean it off, Sam is stopped by an iron tight grip on her wrist. Her boss instructing her to leave it there, using his grip to make her spread the cum into her skin rather than remove it. Then, making her remove her thong, he gets Sam to use it to clean his dripping cock. Afterwards, he takes the thong and places it in his pocket as his 'prize'.

Embarrassed as hell to be returning to the party thong-less and covered in her bosses sperm, Sam decided not to return even though only she and her pig of a boss knew what had happened.

However, here she was showering to get ready to go back. However this time it would be her husband in control. That thought caused a smile to spread across her lips. Maybe this was not a situation she wanted to be in but she had to agree that her husband's new found dominance quite suited him. Before he had been pathetic, never arguing with her, talking all the crap she threw at him and just smiling. Now he smiled as he took what he wanted. He gave off a sense of power and that turned her on even though she took the brunt of his force.

Stepping out of the cleansing shower, Sam sees that Luke has prepared her outfit for the day. He'd chosen a pair of her killer red heels, glossy black hold-up stockings and an extremely short revealing skirt. He teamed this with a flimsy white fitted shirt. When on, the shirt was slightly transparent and, as no bra had been supplied, her nipples were clearly visible.

Following the instructions left on a note by the clothes, Sam applies her make-up sparingly and ties her hair up into a high ponytail. Not her normal way, but she appreciates how it shows off her elegant neck. Finally, she puts on her chain necklace that has the little padlock attached; a stark symbol of her husband's ownership of her body.

Downstairs, she sees that Parker has left and Luke is waiting by the grand entrance door to their house. His eyes following her every move as she descends the stairs. Looking down she sees the skirt riding up high on her thigh showing a glint of skin above the lace of her stockings.

As she nears the bottom, Luke orders her to crawl across the hall floor on her hands and knees towards him. The cold hard wooden floor hurts her knees as she obeys and is greeted by a warm cock pushed firmly between her lips. After sucking for a few minutes, Luke loses his patience and spins her round, her head and back solid against the door. Positioning himself securely, he thrusts his hips forward driving his cock down her throat. With one hand he grips her head to stop her moving and with the other he grasps her throat. Smiling as he feels himself throbbing inside of her.

Luke proceeds to fuck Sam's face as if he was screwing her warm, wet cunt. Moving slowly backwards and then powerfully plunging himself back inside. He can feel her gagging which only causes his cock to enlarge with anticipation. Finally, after several hard rams he holds himself deep as he can get, his balls bouncing on her chin and his hair tickling her nose.

With a sudden idea, he grabs Sam's throat even tighter and uses his other hand to pinch her nose blocking off both her airways. Looking down he can see he eyes bulge in panic, unable to move and escape. Her face reddens with the pressure and tears roll down from her pleading eyes. It is enough to bring him over the edge and releasing her nostrils he shoots his load straight down her struggling throat.

Laughing, he pulls out sloppily and shoots the last onto her face, slapping her with his spent cock. Smearing the remains of the makeup he ordered her to wear. Mascara streaked down her face and lip stick smudged across her cheeks.

"Well Bitch, you look just perfect for a day at the office, ha ha ha"

Luke's laugh makes Sam look up into the eyes of her husband. Expecting to see a look of cruelty but being surprised by the tenderness that lies behind his enigmatic smile. The look of betrayal has been erased and the sadness removed.

Smiling up at him, Sam is shocked by Luke clutching her shoulders and pulling her to her feet. With renewed passion, he slams her back against the door and kisses her. Something so ordinary should not be charged with so much sexual tension. As his lips grind against hers, Sam tries to think about the last time they really kisses, and can't!

Over the last few weeks the only thing placed in her mouth was a cock (or two after one drunken night with Parker) but he'd never kissed her. Now he was making up for lost time. His tongue delving deep, his lips on fire as his deft fingers softly caress her face.

It seems like an eternity before Luke breaks it off, staring deep into Sam's eyes.

"You taste so good Bitch."

Sam blushes, pride rushing through her body. More than ever she wants to please her husband, not out of fear of punishment or self-serving need but Love. That was why she was putting up with all of this, the money means nothing. She could get another job, go live with her parents or fight the pre-nuptial agreement. The fact was however, she didn't want to because she had finally found the man she wanted all along. A man to control her, a man to stand up to her and order her into submission, a man who despite everything wanted to keep her.

Rocked by this revelation, Sam is stunned as Luke's hand slams against her cheek.

"Don't get any soft ideas Bitch, this changes nothing. Now get your well used ass outside so I'm not late for my meeting."

Following the statement with another slap to Sam's face, Luke walks out of the door. The truth is that the kiss meant something more to him as well. Kissing his wife properly for the first time in months, as the pecks he received before all this happened hardly counted. It had sparked a recollection, the reason he had fallen in love with his wife in the first place. However, she had betrayed him. She'd thrown his love away and fucked her useless boss. Hell, she'd even tried to bed his best mate!

No, he wasn't going to give in to her siren's charms. He wasn't going to fall again. He was in control, he had all the cards and she was just a slut to be used as he desired. However, a niggling doubt remained. Why did she stay? Why did she put up with everything he had done to her? Between Parker and himself, they had been very imaginative with their use of her body. Was this all about the money? The status of being his wife? The social life? Would she really endure all of this to live the lifestyle? Was she really that shallow? Or is it something else?

Walking to the chauffer driven car, Luke decides it's time to push things to the limit. Explore what his wife would be willing to take and try and discover her motivations. He wasn't going to give into his emotions and let her off the hook and be the fool. She belonged to him, he knew he loved her but what did she feel?

As Sam steps outside of the house, she is shocked to see that they are being driven to the office. Conscious of the make-up streaked across her face, she tries to use the back of her hand to clean up the worst. Luke is already inside and she can see the driver giving her body the once over with his eyes. Taking in the high skirt and slightly see through blouse she cringes as a smirk spreads across his face.

Looking down, Sam notices her nipples poking out through the fabric and clearly visible in the morning light. Shame causes her to cross her arms to conceal her body. The driver get's out of the front and moves to open the rear door. Looking through the opening, Sam knows there is no way to get into the vehicle without flashing the driver some part of her lower anatomy.

Biting the bullet, Sam bends to get in, knowing the driver will be able to tell she is not wearing any panties. What she does not expect is for him to run his black leather glove over her naked ass. Before turning to let fly a volley of abuse, she is stopped by Luke grinning in the back seat. He has seen everything and she knows that if she says a word then she'll be the one punished.

With a wink, she sees Luke give the ok for her driver to once again caress her ass. Half in and half out of the car, Sam holds herself steady as the gloved hand pats her ass, spreading her ass cheeks apart and brushing over her anus. Staring straight into Luke's eyes, Sam endures the probing of the unknown driver. Wincing as he pushes his finger inside her, drilling it in deep.

Sam nearly loses her balance as the drivers other hand slips underneath her and starts to explore her cunt. Sliding another gloved digit in her slit, he proceeds to use both hands to finger fuck her from both sides. Luke reaches out, slipping his hand into her blouse and grasping a free tit. Pinching her nipples as his driver pistons in and out of his wife, he can see the build up of tension in his wife's face.

After only a few minutes, Sam cannot hold back any longer. The final straw coming when Luke's free hand uses its fingers to flick over her clit repeatedly, the orgasm is intense as she looks into her husband's eyes. Losing her balance, the driver pulls out his fingers and man handles her into the back of the car. Slamming the door behind her, and climbing back into the driver's seat.

Once inside, Luke instructs her to sit in the middle seat and lift her skirt up around her waist, so only her bare ass is touching the leather. Next, she is to spread her knees wide apart so her glistening jewels are clearly on show. Finally, he unbuttons her blouse and pushes it off her shoulders. Her assets clearly exposed to the driver in the front, whose eyes she can see clearly in the rear-view mirror. Thankfully the windows are heavily tinted, so no-one can see her as they leave the driveway and head towards the office.

During the journey, Luke continuously plays with her tits and cunt; pinching, delving, sucking, biting, stroking, flicking. Several times he brings her to orgasm, the seat wet beneath her from her own juices. Luke even scoops some up and pushes it between her lips to lick off, all to the amusement of the driver in the front.

It's a long drive to the main office, but once there the driver parks up in the reserved spot and moves to open to door. This time, as Sam exits the vehicle he makes sure he gets a handful of her tits and gives it a good squeeze.

"Loved the show gorgeous, wish I had me a whore like you to play with every night. How much do you charge?"

So he thought she was a paid hooker that explained his liberties with her. As he moves to grope her again, she starts to tell him who she really is and correct him for his mistake. When;

"She's more than you can afford mate. However, I'm not greedy. There's a black spot in the security feed over by that column. Feel free to take her over there for a blow job. Her mouth is divine!"

Surely he was only jesting, surely he didn't mean for her to go and suck the cock of this strange driver. However, when she feels herself being tugged in the direction of the column and Luke doing nothing to stop it she resigns herself to the task. Determined to do a good job and please her husband.

In position, she unzips the driver's pants and pulls out his pre-erect cock. It's smaller than Luke's but wider. Amazingly, before her mouth lowers over it, he stops her and pulls out a condom and passes it too her. Obviously he doesn't want to catch anything from a professional whore. Silently pleased to encase the cock in rubber, Sam knees in front of him and places the cock in her mouth. Slightly gagging from the taste of the condom, Sam overcomes it and starts a first class blow job. Using her hand to squeeze his balls and stroke his dick as her lips clamp down and bring him to a quick conclusion.

With an admiring look, the driver thanks her for a job well done and returns to the car. After a few minutes to recover, Sam follows. Luke passes her a wet tissue to clean up her still make-up stained face and then a jacket to cover up her noticeable nipples.

Leading her to the elevator, Luke looks at his wife carefully. So she'd let him give her to a stranger. Acknowledging the jealously he felt watching her suck off the driver, Luke swore to himself to be more choosy. Parker was alright, he trusted him but others would have to be carefully selected.

Once in the elevator, Luke took the opportunity to erase the thoughts of his driver's hands on his wife by replacing them with his own. Unzipping his own trousers quickly and lifting his wife up and onto his hard cock. Pinning her between him and the mirrored side of the boxed machine, he fucks her hard. Locking his lips with her to relive the kiss they had earlier in the house.

Upon climax, he quickly drops her to the floor. Getting her to lick and suck his cock clean. That felt better, she was his again. Straightening out her skirt, he again kisses her hard and is startled as the doors ping open. Himself blushing as he hears gasps from people on the other side of the door. Turning, he regains his composure and grins at his employees. Quipping to them about boss's privileges before ushering her out and into his vast office and away from their prying eyes.

Once inside, Sam sees that since her last visit Luke has redecorated. Previously it had been all oak wood and dusty leather bound books. Now it was all sleek black furniture and glass surfaces. Pulled over to the window, Sam looks down at the city spread out in front of her. From up here, at least 40 stories high, everything seemed so tiny.

Hearing Luke, lock the office door Sam turns around as her husband sits behind his black glass desk.

"Remove you skirt and blouse Bitch, then place your ass in the window. I want the world to see you wanton body as I get on with my work."

Removing her jacket and fumbling the buttons on her blouse, she tries to do as he asks. However, she can't pluck up the courage to stand in the window and expose herself.