Employment Contract

Two weeks later he entered my room while I was reading and sat down in the chair opposite of me. “Liz, there is something I need to tell you.” I put my book down. The first thing I thought was ‘uh oh’. “Tomorrow I will leave for a period of eight weeks to shoot a movie. Of course you can just stay here. The day after tomorrow a personal trainer will come by to start your training. He will come twice a week and I hope to see some improvements by the time I get back. Okay?” “Yes sir.” “Is there anything you want to say or ask?” “No sir.” “Good, then I’ll leave you to your reading again.” He got up and left the room. I was completely shocked. He was going to leave for eight weeks? What was I supposed to do in that time? I mean, sometimes the maid would come by. She sometimes did the groceries if John was too busy and would occasionally cook as well. Was she the only one I was supposed to meet in these two months? Together with the personal trainer of course. I knew better than to complain to John. He would take care of things and I’d best wait and see what happens.

That evening after dinner he asked me to sit down with him on the couch. “Now, about the next couple of weeks. Rosita is going to do the groceries for you and she will also cook for you if you’d like that. While she is here in the house you can go outside for a walk if you’d like, but you’ll have to be back before she leaves. You are still not allowed to enter my study, but you can go anywhere else. You can watch all my DVDs, listen to all my CDs, and do whatever you like. I will try to call you whenever it’s possible. One thing is very important though: you are not allowed to masturbate while I’m away. Do you understand that?” “Yes sir.” “Good, now let’s go upstairs and see if I can give you one last orgasm before I leave.” We went upstairs together and we both did reach an orgasm.

The next morning John left very early, so I awoke to find the bed and the house both empty.

The next few days were very hard for me. I felt really lonely. That wasn’t only because I missed John, but because it is strange to be alone for most of the day. So in a way I was glad when the personal trainer arrived after two days. He looked like a nice man and he looked nice. He was in his thirties. “Hi, you’re Liz?” “Yes, I am.” He shook my hand. “I’m Dennis. Nice to meet you. Well, let’s see what shape you’re in and how we can improve what needs improvement. Do you want to change into something more comfortable?” “Sure.” I hadn’t known when exactly he was coming, so I wasn’t really prepared. But that didn’t matter. I quickly went upstairs and changed into a t-shirt and a comfortable pair of pants and went downstairs again. Dennis had moved aside some of the furniture to make room for the work-out.

During the next two hours he made me use every muscle in my body. I was dead tired by the time he was finished with me. “Well Liz, we have lots of work to do in the future, but this was a good start. Thanks and I’ll see you again in three days.” “Yeah, thanks, see you then.” I moved the furniture back and took a long hot bath. I was so tired and it felt like every muscle in my body ached. I went to bed early that night and I almost fell asleep as soon as I touched my pillow.

The next couple of weeks were pretty uneventful. Dennis had shown me some exercises to do on the days that he wasn’t there, so my days were spent in working out, reading, watching TV and sleeping. 

About seven weeks later Dennis was there again for my work-out. We had been working through our routine when he wanted to show me a new exercise. “Look, you need to hold still your upper body and only move up your legs, one at the time. Like this.” He lay down next to me and showed me how to do it. I tried it, but I couldn’t really get it done in the right way. He sighed. “No, you need to hold still your upper body. Try it again.” “But how?” I asked him. He pushed my shoulders down. “Like this. Now try it.” I tried it and I think I did it right, but when he let go of me, I screwed it up again. Dennis was looking around the room. “Hmm, let’s see if there is some other way to do this. Yep, I got it. Come lie here.” He made me lie down on my stomach next to the coffee table. He took a dynaband, which is a strip of rubber we used for different exercises, and he quickly tied my hands to one of the table legs. “Now try it.” Now I managed to do the exercise correctly. It felt a bit strange to be tied to a table, but I trusted Dennis completely, so I didn’t think that much of it. “Good, now do it twenty times with each leg.” And so I did. “Okay, now what?” I asked him when I was finished. “Well, I was thinking, now you’re in this position, I might as well make use of it.” I smiled. He wouldn’t…? Nah, he wouldn’t do that. “What do you mean?” “I mean this.” He sat down upon my back, put another dynaband around my mouth, gagging me with it and tied it behind my head. I tried to scream and struggle, but there wasn’t much that I could do. “So, that’s better. Now let’s see what you look like without your clothes on.” I tried to kick him, but he was really strong being a professional trainer and he took off my pants and underwear without much effort. “You need some toning, but it will do for a quick fuck.” I screamed and squirmed even more when I heard that. A few seconds later he was inside of me. I cried and screamed, but there was nothing I could do. I only hoped it would be over quickly.

“What the hell is going on here?” I heard suddenly. John had come home. I was really glad he was there, because now he could end this rape. Dennis pulled out of me and he tried to put his pants back on. “I, I just, I…” he stammered. “Get the fuck away from here and don’t ever let me see you again!” Dennis grabbed as much of his equipment as he could and left. “And you.” John was shouting at me, I guess. He squatted next to me and pulled my head back by my hair. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? Seducing a man in my house while you’re here under my care!” Seduce him? I didn’t seduce him! But I couldn’t say anything, because I was still gagged. I cried even more and shook my head. He untied my hands and made me sit up. “I had brought gifts for you, I had planned a special evening together and now I find this! Go take a shower, wash his filth off of you, but leave the gag on. There’s nothing you can say that can make this right anyway.”

I ran upstairs, went into the bathroom and sat down on the floor with my back to the door. How could this have happened? I hadn’t wanted to have sex with Dennis, I hadn’t seduced him! How could John accuse me of this? I was so happy that he was home again, but I didn’t want him to be like this. How could this ever become right again?

I quickly showered and dried myself. At that moment John walked in. “There’s no need to get dressed. Follow me.” Slightly confused I followed him. What was going to happen next? He brought me to his bedroom. “Sit down here.” He pointed at a chair that was placed at a short distance from the bed. I sat down. “Put your hands behind your back and spread your legs.” He tied my hands together and tied my legs to the chair legs. He put the heating up by a few degrees and left the room. So there I was; bound and gagged and with no entertainment but my own thoughts. The whole situation was so unfair. I hadn’t done anything wrong, yet I was the one who was being punished.

I waited a long time like this and nothing happened. After around ninety minutes I heard voices on the stairs. As the people came up the stairs I could discern John’s voice and a female voice. Now what was going to happen?

The door opened and the two of them almost fell into the room, because they were kissing, undressing each other and giggling at the same time. “So that’s her,” the woman said while she pointed in my direction. “Yup, just don’t mind her. She needs to be taught a lesson and since I’m unable to fuck her today, you’re here in her stead.” He kissed her passionately on her mouth. I was completely shocked. John was going to fuck this woman right in front of me? But that can’t be! He is mine, not hers!

But it did happen and it happened right in front of me and there was nothing I could do. The whole time tears were streaming down my face and I was glad they blurred my vision, because I didn’t want to see what was happening in front of me. John wasn’t tender with the girl; he fucked her with a ferocity that I hadn’t seen in him very often. While he was fucking her he looked at me with an expression on his face I had trouble reading. Was it just lust or was there also a sense of triumph in his look, and maybe even a touch of regret? Anyway, he came not long after that. After his orgasm, he got up from the bed and came towards me. He removed my gag and held his penis in front of my face. “You like cleaning my dick, now don’t you? Clean it now and taste both of our juices.” This was so degrading. I cleaned him quickly and he turned away from me as soon as it was done. “Come on, let’s go downstairs.” The moment they left the room, I burst into tears. I felt so miserable.

About an hour later, John came back. He sat down on the bed. “I am so extremely disappointed in you. I didn’t want to have to do this, I had pictured a totally different evening, but unfortunately this was necessary.” I started to cry again. There were so many things that I wanted to say, also in my own defence, but I didn’t dare to. He was still the one in charge. He kneeled down next to me. “Did he also kiss you?” “No, never.” He wiped the tears away and kissed me softly on my lips. That felt so good. “Hush now. I’m gonna untie you and then you can go to bed.” He untied my legs and then my arms and kissed me one more time. “All right, go to bed now.” I got up as quickly as I could, after having sat there for so long, and went to the bathroom and then to bed, to my own bed that is. Even though I was still very upset, I fell asleep quickly.

The next day, things were almost back to normal. John told me about how the last couple of weeks had been for him and I told him how I had spent my days. Both of us avoided the subject of ‘Dennis’ or anything related to it. John didn’t come close to me though and that night I spent in my own bed again. That was one of the hardest things to me. I knew John was in the room right next to mine, and yet I was not allowed to come close to him.

The following day, John made an announcement during dinner. “I’m having some guests over tonight. When you’re done eating, I want you to undress and take your seat right next to my bed like you did the other day. I’ll come up later to bind you to the chair, okay?” “Yes sir.” That seemed to me the only possible answer I could give. Inwardly I was cursing. Was he going to have sex with another person again? And he said ‘guests’ in plural…Hmm…And why did I have to witness it? It was bad enough that he did it. But since I was not the person here to question his decisions, I complied with his wishes.

I finished my meal quickly and then went upstairs. I undressed in my own room and went to John’ room to take my seat for the evening. The chair was still where I left it the day before yesterday. About fifteen minutes later John came in and tied me to the chair. He came to stand in front of me. “You know that what I’m about to do tonight is entirely your own fault, right?” I nodded while I was looking at the floor. “Do you think you need to be gagged?” “No sir,” I said softly. “Good.” The doorbell rang. He quickly gave me a kiss on my mouth and then left the room.

About an hour later he came back, this time accompanied by two girls. They were both really pretty with slim bodies and big breasts. One was blond and the other was a redhead. “So you want us to undress here, right in front of her?” the blond one asked. “Yes, that’s right. But what if…” He kissed her passionately on the mouth. “What if I undress as well, together with you, at the same time? Would that be all right?” “I suppose so.” The three of them undressed and climbed unto the bed. First they were just playing around, giggling and kissing each other. John asked the two girls to kiss each other. “Wow, that looks great. Now who’s going to suck my dick?” He glanced over at me and for a second I thought he was going to ask me. But with me being tied up and with two naked girls eager to do the job on top of him, I didn’t stand a chance. The blond girl won and was soon giving it her all. In the meantime John kissed the redhead and started to finger her. The room was filled with sounds of kissing, moaning and the general sound of people having sex. After a while he stopped the blond girl. “Lie down, let me repay the honour.” I was shocked to see that John would actually lick this girl’s pussy. I know he had done so with me as well, but still. Needless to say the girl loved every minute of it. He asked the redhead to lie down next to the blonde and alternated between them. After a couple more minutes both of them had reached their orgasms. “Okay girls, you regain your breath for a minute, I’ll be right back. When I come back I want to know which one of you I’m going to fuck first.” He climbed off the bed and came over to me. “You enjoying the show?” he asked softly. I looked away. He took hold of my chin; he made me face him and then gave me a French kiss. It was so humiliating. I could definitely taste the juices of these girls and I didn’t enjoy it. He smiled at me and returned to his girls. “So, who’s it gonna be?” They both giggled and apparently the redhead had won. John lay down on top of her and entered her unceremoniously. The girl soon stopped giggling and got absorbed in the love making. Meanwhile John groped at the blonde’s breasts to keep her occupied. “Turn around and get ready,” John said to her a little while later. The girl got on her hands and knees. He withdrew from the redhead and started to fuck the blond girl doggy-style. He fucked her really hard. I could tell he was about to have his orgasm, and so he did a couple of minutes later. He slumped over the girl for a couple of seconds, then got up from the bed and came over to me again. “Well, you know the drill by now,” he said to me. I knew what he wanted me to do, so I opened my mouth for his penis to enter it and cleaned him as best as I could in the position I was in. When he decided it was enough, he turned around and got back on the bed. “So girls, who’s ready for round two?” The girls both giggled and soon enough all three of them were absorbed in their sexual games again. I must admit that I had never seen John this energetic before. He had never shown this level of stamina with me. Usually he just fell asleep after having had sex once. I was pondering on that while the three people on the bed in front of me were enjoying themselves a lot. After all of them had reached another orgasm, or multiple, I didn’t really keep score, John sent the girls away. He knelt in front of me when they were gone. “So how did you enjoy tonight’s show?” “I…I…” I didn’t know what to say really. “Did you enjoy it?” “No.” “Well, I certainly did. Didn’t you enjoy it in the least?” “No sir.” His hands started to circle my thighs. “Not at all?” “No sir.” “So you mean to say that if I were to touch your pussy now, there would be no signs of dampness at all?” “No sir, none at all.” “Well, let’s try it then.” His hands circled higher and higher until his fingers finally found their way into my pussy. “Not at all wet you say. So what is this then?” He smeared his thumb, covered in my wetness, over my face. “I’d say this is pretty wet. So you did enjoy the show.” Meanwhile his other hand continued to stimulate me. I chose not to answer his question. Of course I had gotten a bit aroused at seeing all those people having sex right in front of me. The smells and the sounds alone were enough to do the trick. John took hold of my face with his free hand and licked the spots where he had just made the smears with his thumb. Then he kissed me long and passionately. He intensified the fingering and pretty soon I was on the verge of cumming. He pinched my nipple very hard. The pain and pleasure combined was enough to send me over the edge. It wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in for an orgasm, but it was my first release in a long long time, so I was happy with it anyway. “You’re ready to go to sleep now?” he whispered in my ear. “Yes sir,” I whispered back. He untied me and soon I was fast asleep in my own bed.

Two days later he again announced a guest for the evening. “It’s not a girl this time, but a friend of mine whom I owe something. I want you to be an active participant tonight, so make sure you’re ready in my bed at 8 pm.” “Yes sir.”

At a quarter to eight John came into his bedroom to check in on me. “Are you ready?” “Yes sir.” “Okay, I’m sure he’ll be right over. We’re gonna drink something downstairs first, so make sure you don’t fall asleep. Just think of all the fun we’re going to have tonight.”

It was pretty hard not to fall asleep and I’m sure I dozed off a couple of times, but as soon as I heard them climbing the stairs, I was wide awake. John entered the room first. “Well, this is Liz. We might as well start straight away. Do you want her to suck your cock?” The second man entered the room with a big grin on his face. “Sure.” He was a man in his forties, not really bad-looking, but not really handsome either. He dropped his pants to his ankles and came to stand in front of me. “Here you go. I guess you know what to do.” I nodded and started working on him. John undressed himself and came to sit behind me on the bed on his knees. He embraced me, massaged my breasts and he kissed me in the neck. I found it very exciting to be this close to two men at the same time. The man whom I was sucking first touched my face and then just held my face to control my movements. John also touched my face. His fingers moved around my mouth while I was sucking this man. “Morgan, let’s make her lie down for a minute so that I can have better access.” “But I’m not done with her yet.” “No, that’s all right. She can go on from there.” Morgan, as apparently he was called, removed his dick from my mouth and quickly undressed himself while John guided me onto the bed and showed me where I had to lie down. When I was lying on my back, the man climbed on top of me and I had to continue what I was doing. Since I couldn’t see any farther than this man’s crotch, I couldn’t see what John was up to. Soon after that I felt his fingers moving between my legs. I started to writhe in excitement. “Careful bitch, don’t bite me,” Morgan said to me. Who gave him the right to call me that? I didn’t even know him. But I wasn’t really in the position to complain, so I ignored it. A couple of minutes later I felt John’s head between my legs as he started to lick and suck my pussy. I had a hard time concentrating on sucking the man’s penis in my mouth, because I was very distracted by the rest of my body. When I was on the verge of reaching an orgasm, John stopped. “I’ll make you cum after he cums,” I heard John say. That gave me new energy and I did the best that I could. After a couple more minutes the man indeed came. As soon as he was finished with his orgasm and I had swallowed all his sperm, John started doing his thing again. I must say that it felt divine. Morgan lay next to me and still touched me and sucked on my breasts. Very soon that was enough to send me over the top as my whole body shook with the orgasm. John lay down next to me on my other side.

The two men both touched me, fondled me and kissed me at the same time. It didn’t take me long to get excited again. All of this was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. “Now it’s my turn to cum,” said John, “and do you know where I want to cum? In your pussy.” I looked at him in disbelief. It had been so long ago since he had fucked me. “Come on, climb on top of me.” I wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass, so I quickly did as he told me to. I put his penis at the entrance to my vagina and he slowly pushed it in. I touched his face and I kept looking him in the eye. It felt so special, maybe even more so because there was a stranger right there next to us. I had never felt this close to him. “Mind if I join in?” Morgan asked. He had taken the tube of lubricant from the nightstand and started to massage some of it into my asshole. John was still fucking me, though slowly. I started to grasp where Morgan was going and I looked worriedly at John. “It’s okay baby, it’ll be very special.” The man behind me probed my anus with one finger. It felt so weird to be stimulated at so many places at once. He played with me a little until I heard him move up to me. I looked at John. “It’s okay, just relax. You’ll enjoy it if you just relax.” And so I tried. I still wasn’t really used to anal sex, but I tried to relax. I figured it would make things less painful. Morgan wasn’t the careful type, so he pushed in steadily until he was all the way in. It hurt pretty bad and a couple of tears were running down my face. John wiped them away. “Just relax and enjoy it. Oh, this feels so great.” He kissed me passionately. I had never felt as full as at that moment. Both men were increasing their rhythms and were fucking me in the same pace. “Come on, you know it feels good, cum for me,” John said to me. I was indeed starting to enjoy the feeling. They increased their rhythms some more and not much later I gave a loud moan when I reached my orgasm. The two men didn’t even give me time to recuperate and continued to fuck me relentlessly. After only a couple more minutes first John then Morgan shot their loads into me. John kissed me. “Thank you,” he whispered in my ear.

Morgan pulled out of me and lay down on the bed. John asked me to lie on the bed as well instead of on top of him. “I’m going to get us something to drink. I’ll be right back,” he said. After that he left the room. So now I was alone with this stranger. “Well girl, looks like it’s just you and me.” He got up from the bed. “Let’s see if I can teach you a lesson.” I frowned when I heard that. “Sit down on your hands and knees.” I heard him opening a wardrobe. I couldn’t see what he was taking out of it. He moved over to me. “Open your mouth.” I didn’t really trust him, but I figured I didn’t have much of a choice, so I did as he asked me to. He gagged me with one of John’s ties and tied it behind my head. With another tie he bound my wrists together. “Now let me show you some real punishment.” I heard him take his belt out of his pants and soon enough he struck me with it on my ass. It hurt a lot. He struck me again and again with it. I was almost crying and I kept hoping that John would return. What was taking him so long? “Now you’re finally in shape to be fucked now that your ass is all red. I know one last thing to spice it up even more.” He took another tie and put this one around my neck. He got down on his knees behind me and started to fuck my pussy. At the same time he tightened the tie around my neck, so that it was getting more and more difficult for me to breathe. The gag also made things worse. After a couple more minutes I felt like I was going to die. I felt very light-headed and my body started to tingle with the lack of oxygen. At that moment John came up the stairs. “Sorry guys, I had to check my e-mail for a moment and that took a little longer. You having fun up there?” He opened the door. “What the fuck is going on here!” I know he pulled Morgan away from me, the tie was released from my neck but then I passed out.

When I came to again, I was still lying on the bed but on my back now and John was lying next to me. “Hey, you okay?” he asked me. I touched my neck. “Yeah, I guess so.” My voice was kinda hoarse. “I’m sorry that he did this to you. I had known him for quite some time and I thought he was a good guy. I didn’t mean for this to happen.” We were silent for a couple of minutes. I decided to make use of this intimate moment. “John?”  I whispered. “Mm?” “With Dennis, I really didn’t want him to… you know?” “Yes, I know. I’ve seen the footage.” “What footage?” I lay on my side while I looked at him. “Well, the footage of the surveillance camera. You know I have several cameras in the house and one of them is in the living room. I asked security for the video of that day and I saw what happened. I know you didn’t seduce him.” Wow, that was a big relief. “But when did you find this out?” “The day after it happened.” “But why then, how…?” “I thought you could use a lesson in humility and this week hasn’t been all that unpleasant for me. But enough about past things now. Try to get some sleep.” And for the first time in many weeks I was allowed to sleep in his bed, next to him.