Chapter 5 -- Thursday -- Realization dawns
Caroline awoke from another night of erotic dreams and realized that she had slept better than she has in a long time. So well in fact that she had overslept and everyone was running late. The next hour passed in a frenzy of hurried breakfasts for John and the girls and getting them off to school and work. At least she had the day off and could relax. She could potter around the house and she wouldn't have to see her boss today. Strangely that thought made her both happy and sad at the same time.
Because of the fraught start to the day she decided to treat herself to a long relaxing bath. Once settled into the hot, bubble filled, water she closed her eyes and started to try to make sense of the past few days. She hated her boss for blackmailing her and using her as a cheap whore but, somehow, every time she thought about what had happened to her over the past 3 days .... oh god had it only been 3 days... she started to get excited. She thought about how she had cum while he whipped her with his belt. Somehow, she enjoyed that she had been marked by the whipping and felt a little sad that, when she had looked in the mirror before getting in the bath, the marks had faded and were nearly gone.
She shuddered when she thought about how she had cum yesterday when, if she hadn't, he said he would have let her go. What sort of depraved woman would do that, she thought? -- the same sort of depraved slut that would beg her blackmailer to fuck her she answered herself. The more she thought about it the more she realized that, whilst her conscious mind was disgusted, her subconscious loved being treated as a fuck toy. She was coming to the conclusion that she was indeed a slut.
Her musings were interrupted by the door-bell. Fuck she thought -- I bet that's Lauren's dress being delivered. She jumped out of the bash and grabbed her dressing gown and ran downstairs. She opened the door only to be forcefully pushed back inside by Nick, who was carrying a large rucksack. He grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back and looked deep into her eyes
"Hello Slut, no day off for you I'm afraid! Let's get you naked" he said as he ripped the dressing gown off her still damp body.
Still pulling her head back he put his mouth on hers and kissed her. She tried to be passive but before she knew it she was kissing him back with real passion.
"Upstairs slut!" He commanded "I am going to fuck you in your husband's bed and you are going to cum all over me like the slut you are. Now crawl up the stairs you needy little whore." She couldn't help it -- his demeaning language and dominant behavior was making her cunt flood with need. Face burning with massive embarrassment she dropped to her knees and started crawling up the stairs knowing that Nick would see the wetness of her cunt glinting between her legs. As she crawled he spanked her upturned ass which only added to her excitement.