It all started with an ad in the newspaper that I happened to read.

We’re looking for a personal assistant for John Lacroix. Are you communicative, good at organizing and docile, then read on!

We are looking to hire someone full time. Are you female and between the ages of 20 and 30, do not hesitate to send us your letter of application with a full body picture attached. We hope to hear from you!

I wasn’t really looking for a new job, but I was really interested in John Lacroix. I had been following his career as an actor for a long time and I really loved his performances. I didn’t really get what they were looking for, since they didn’t have that many requirements, but I decided to go for it anyway.

I had almost forgotten about the application I sent when I received a foreign postal package a couple of weeks later. It contained a letter saying that they had received my application letter and that they wanted me to fill out these questionnaires so they could get some more information about me. The questionnaires were pretty elaborate. After filling those out I sent them back. Another two weeks later I got a phone call from the agency to which I had applied. They invited me for a job interview. I was very happy that apparently I was still in the running for the job. I hadn’t really expected that, also because they had asked for a picture and I wasn’t exactly the skinniest or prettiest girl ever. During the interview they asked me questions about some of the answers I had given to the surveys and about my motivation for the job. At the end of the interview they told me that they would now show the information they had gathered of the ten best applicants to John Lacroix himself and then he would decide which ones he would like to invite for one more meeting with him.

I was very excited when I received yet another phone call from the agency in the following week. John Lacroix had selected me as one of the final candidates. I had to come meet him the next day. I hardly slept that night because I was so nervous for the next day.

The next day I dressed very carefully, making sure that I looked good and that everything was flawless. I was fifteen minutes early for the interview, so I just sat there in the waiting room and I read in the book that I had brought. Exactly on time a woman came into the waiting room and called my name. I put my book away and I shook her hand. I followed her into another room. “Here’s Miss Black,” she announced me. And there he was. John Lacroix got up from behind his side of the desk and looked at me. “Welcome Miss Black, please take a seat.” The assistant had left the room already. John was so handsome in real life, just as I had imagined him to be. “Well, first of all, congratulations on being here. From the thousand girls who applied for this job, you are one of the last five candidates. That in itself is quite remarkable.” He smiled at me and I smiled back. I didn’t know anything to say. “So tell me something about yourself.” “Well, I’m Liz. I’m twenty-five years old and I’m originally from the Netherlands. At the moment I study English Literature at the University of London.” He frowned at that. “You do know this job is at least full time, right? How do you think you can combine that with your studies?” “I’ll just see what happens. I might postpone my studying for a while if it gets too much. This job just sounded too good to just let it pass.” He looked like he liked that answer. “Why do you think that?” “I really appreciate you as an actor and I would love to be around you and see if I can assist you in any way possible.” “In any way possible?” he repeated with a devilish grin on his face. I blushed and nodded. He then asked me some questions regarding the surveys I had filled out.

“Well, you seem like a really nice girl,” he concluded a little while later. “I would like to proceed with the last part of the interview. Please strip of all clothes.” I was completely taken by surprise. “Sorry, what?” I wondered if I had heard it correctly. “Please strip of all clothes. Before I hire you I need to see you naked and I need to fuck you. Both are required for the job.” I was really shocked. I hadn’t known about this at all. But then again, I was about to be fucked by John Lacroix. That was worth the humiliation of him seeing me naked, right? So I got up and started to undress myself slowly. When I was standing in my underwear, I asked him: “Everything?” “Yes, please.” He looked very serious. I took off my bra and stepped out of my panties. I clumsily tried to cover my nakedness a little bit. He got up from behind the desk and came over to me. He took my arms and put them to the sides of my body. “Don’t cover yourself.” He walked around me. I felt very self-conscious and uncomfortable. “Put your hands on the desk and bend over.” I did as he told me to. I heard him unzip and then I think I heard him opening the package of a condom and putting it on. He came to stand behind me and started to finger me a little bit. “Just relax,” he whispered in my ear. “There’s no need to be nervous.” I did relax a little when he had said that and I could feel myself getting wetter. He then placed his penis at the entrance to my vagina and entered me with one hard thrust. I started to breathe through my mouth from the feeling. He slowly moved in and out of me. He then increased his pace a little bit. He grabbed my breasts and fondled my nipples. I felt him breathing in my neck. He increased his rhythm a little more and then with one load moan he came deep inside me. He stayed inside me for a little while and then he pulled out of me and took off the condom. “Please clean me.” Without hesitation I dropped to my knees in front of him and I licked and sucked his dick clean. When he thought it was enough he pulled me away. “That’s quite enough. I don’t have to be aroused for the next interview yet. You can get dressed.” I quickly dressed myself again. “Well Miss Black,” he said after I was dressed again. “I thought it was a very agreeable interview. My assistant at this agency will call you tomorrow with the results. Thanks for everything, anyway.” He smiled at me when he said that. “Thank you. Have a nice day.” And with that I walked away.

When I was outside I was still completely in shock. Had I just been fucked by John Lacroix, the real one? And was that really part of the job interview, and even of the job? Wow, that must be some job.

From that moment on until the next day I was so nervous. If the job entailed regular sex with this man, then I must get the job. But there was nothing I could do about it. All I could do now was wait.

The next day when my phone rang, I immediately picked it up. “Hello?” “Yes, is this Miss Black speaking?” “Yes, it is.” “Ah good. I have good news for you, the job is yours, that is, if you still want it.” “Yes, yes of course.” “Okay, well, if you could come over today to the agency. You need to bring along your administration, so all the bills that will have to be paid, like the rent for your apartment and such. Do you own a car?” “No, I don’t.” “Okay, good. Well, if you could come over here then we’ll arrange the administrative side of the contract. Mr Lacroix will swing by to pick you up. You don’t need to bring along anything else. That will be taken care of. So I will see you later this afternoon?” “Yes, yes that’s all right.” “Okay, I’ll see you then Miss Black. Bye.” “Bye.” Wow! I got the job! I was so thrilled. I thought it was a bit strange that I had to bring all my bills and stuff, but if it meant I could be around John Lacroix, then it was certainly worth a shot. I quickly gathered everything that I needed and then headed for the office.

I think the woman at the office called John as soon as she saw me, because he was there five minutes after I came in. He greeted the woman behind the desk and shook my hand, while giving me one of his most charming smiles. “Hi, it’s so good to see you. Are you almost finished here?” “Ehm, I don’t know.” I looked at the woman of the agency. “Yes, we’re almost done. You just need to sign this contract.” “Contract?” “Yeah, just standard procedure, nothing fancy. If you would sign here please.” “Come on Liz, we need to go.” With John being all impatient behind me, I did feel rushed, so I decided to just sign the contract and hope nothing weird was in it. “Good, you’re done now? Let’s go.” He took my hand and almost literally pulled me out of the office. “Well, I’m glad we got that out of the way. Let’s go home now.” “All right.” He brought me to his car. Like a real gentleman he opened the door for me and helped me get in. He stepped into the car and took off. “I don’t live very far away from here; it’s just a couple of minutes.” “Okay.” He smiled at me and I melted a little on the inside. “You don’t talk that much, do you?” “No, I don’t, especially not when I just met someone. I will talk more once I get to know you.” “Oh, that’s all right. I can talk for the both of us.” To illustrate this he pointed out places of interest along the way.

A couple of minutes later he did pull over. “Well, this is me.” When I looked out of the car I saw quite an impressive building. Not like a castle or anything, but still a large house, considering that it was in the middle of London. John got out of the car, opened my door and helped me to get out. Together we walked to the front door. “Welcome to my house,” he said as he let me in. “Thank you.” “Would you like some coffee?” “Yes, sure.” We walked through the living room to the kitchen. “Please, take a seat.” I sat down at a large table. John started to prepare the coffee. “So how long have you been in London?” “I have been here since last January, so about three months now.” “And do you like it so far?” “Yes, it’s not that different from any other big city I have been to.” “Oh really, like what cities?” “Well, in the Netherlands I have been in Amsterdam and The Hague and I’ve been to Paris a few times. They don’t differ that much.” “Well, maybe I’ll take you to see my London one day. We’ll see how you think about it then.” He cast me one of his irresistible smiles. I completely melted on the inside and thought about how lucky I was to be sitting here.

John poured us our coffees and sat down next to me. Again he smiled at me. “I’m so glad you’re here. This whole process has taken me so long, like three or four months. But now you’re here and you’re here to stay.” I frowned when I heard that. “To stay?” “Yes, you’re here to stay. You’re in my service 24/7 and you have to be available at all times. Didn’t the agency tell you so?” “Ehm, no.” “Well, that’s also why you had to give them all of your bills and stuff, so they can take care of that.” “Ah.” I still looked puzzled. “I hope it’s not a problem?” “No, no, it’s not. It’s just not what I had expected.” “Well, you’re to stay with me until one of us decides to end the employment contract. You signed for a year, so that’s the minimal period of time you’re to stay here. In the weekends that my son is here, you are to keep to your room upstairs mostly. You will meet him and we’ll tell him that you’re living here, but that’s it. We won’t give him any details of the arrangement of course.” “Okay, so what exactly is the arrangement?” “You will stay with me and you have to be available for sex at all times, in any way that I please. You have to do exactly as I tell you to. If you shall not do so, you will be punished. You will not have sex with anyone else but me without my explicit permission and presence. As for me, I promise to take care of you, provide food and clothing for you and anything else that you would like to have. I will not harm you in any way for no reason. I think that’s all. Are you still okay with that?” He looked at me in a serious way. “Ehm, yes, yes I am.” It was a bit more than I had anticipated, but what did I have to lose? I left no one behind. “Oh, and when I’m away to film, you’re probably to stay here unless I can arrange for you to come along. Okay?” He extended his hand to me. I shook his hand. “Okay.” “Let’s do this Roman style.” He leaned over to me and kissed me on the cheek. He then whispered in my ear: “Now let’s go upstairs and fuck.” He smiled his most seductive smile at me while he sat back to finish his coffee. This man could make me wet just by looking at me. I also quickly finished my coffee. “Are you ready?” he asked. I nodded while blushing a little bit. “Come on then.” He took my hand and led me to the stairs in the hallway. He went up the stairs first and I followed him. He went to the second floor. “This is the master bedroom; you’ll be spending lots of time here.” He opened the door and let me in first. First of all I saw a magnificent bed. There was also a pretty big TV with DVD player and of course several closets. John moved up behind me. “Do you like it?” “Yes, it’s lovely.” “Ah, do you know what’s lovely? That you’re here with me and you’re here for good.” He wound my hair around his hand and softly pulled my head to one side, so that he could touch my neck. “And I’m gonna enjoy every minute of it.” He softly kissed my neck. He reached under my shirt with his other hand and started to fondle my breast. I started to moan softly. “Yeah, that’s all right, just relax.” He nibbled on my ear and kissed my neck some more. “Come on, lie down.” He guided me towards the bed. He had me lie down on my back and he came to lie on top of me. He put his fingers in my hair and kissed me softly on my mouth. The kiss became more and more passionate. His hips moved and my hips moved along in the same rhythm, as if on their own accord. “Are you ready for it?” I nodded, unable to speak. While still kissing me he took off his own pants and underwear and after that mine. Then he grabbed a condom from the bedside table and put it on. Then he got back on top of me. “Look at me, I want to look you in the eye when I enter you this time.” He put his penis at the entrance to my vagina. I found it hard to keep looking at him, because I was not used to doing this. I usually had my eyes closed or fixed on nothing in particular. He entered my vagina very slowly. I was so consumed by the feeling that I arched my back and turned my head. “Look at me, I said.” So again I turned my eyes on him. When he was all the way inside me, he held still. Then he kissed me on the lips and pulled out ever so slowly. I laid there with my arms above my head, still trying to maintain eye-contact. I did, until he started to increase the pace. Then even he started to moan and close his eyes, just like me. A couple of minutes later he gave one loud moan and he came deep inside of me. It took me a couple of minutes to regain my breath. He kissed me again. “Do you think you can bear it, having to do this every day?” “Yes, I think I can manage,” I answered with a smile. “Good.”

“Will you please clean me?” he asked after a couple of minutes. “Sure.” He rolled of me and I climbed between his knees and removed the condom. I then sucked and licked him clean like I had done the previous day. “Yes, thank you, that will do. Come lie with me for a little while.” So that’s what I did. “You know, you were the only girl of the five applicants who cleaned me in such a way. All the other girls messed around with tissues. One of them even went to the toilet to get some toilet paper and cleaned me with that.” I smiled when he said that, also because he looked so disgusted. “Well, it was an ingenious solution,” I replied. “Yeah, but I liked yours best.” He kissed me on the lips after he had said that. “Come on, let me show you your room.” I got up from the bed and put my underwear and pants back on. John did the same. He took my hand and pulled me to a door on the right side of the room, in the corner. When we entered the room I saw a beautiful room, quite small, decorated with lots of roses and pink. It had a comfortable double bed, a desk with a chair, a big closet and two comfortable chairs with a small table. It felt like home already. “So do you like it?” “Yes, it’s great!” “We can have it redecorated if you don’t like it. It wasn’t designed specifically for you of course and there are many things we still need to arrange for you. Sit down with me.” He sat down in one of the chairs and I sat down on the other one. “Did you own a laptop?” “No, I didn’t. I mainly used the computers at the university.” “Okay, so we should buy you one. I can give you Internet-access as well, but I would like to monitor that. I don’t want you sending out strange e-mails or private pictures or anything. We’ll work something out. We need to get you a new wardrobe. You’ll need some nice dresses if I want to take you out and you’ll need some lingerie of course. I will also have you tested for STDs and get you started on a contraceptive. Is there anything else you would like to have?” “Ehm, I would like to have access to books if possible. Maybe I could go to the library or someone else could pick up the books that I select? It’s quite important for me to have access to new books every now and then.” “Of course, we can arrange that. I thought you were going to ask for something really expensive.”

Oh, and I’ll see to it that my personal trainer will also start working with you. You’ll have to be in perfect physical condition of course.” I wasn’t really looking forward to that, but I understood that it needed to be done. I definitely had to lose some weight and I had the distinct feeling that that would happen over the course of the next few months.

“Well, let me show you the rest of the house.” Next to my room was a bathroom, which could be entered both from my room and from the bedroom. “And none of the doors on this floor are ever to be locked. Not when there are guests in the house, not when you are not feeling well, just not ever. Is that understood?” “Yes.” “Please speak to me with two words.” He looked really stern. “Yes sir.” “Good, now let’s continue.” He showed me all the rooms in the house, including his son’s room and his study. “You are not to enter this room at any time. Only in my presence are you allowed to go there. Okay?” “Yes sir.” It still felt weird for me to say that. I was used to being independent and in control and now I felt like both were slipping away from me. “Come on, let’s go downstairs and have some dinner.”

Together we went to the kitchen. “You can just sit down and keep me company. I like cooking and I prefer doing it by myself.” “Okay.” So while he prepared dinner we just chatted about all kinds of things. When dinner was ready, he asked me to help him set the table. John also lit some candles, so it looked very romantic when all was done. He had made pasta, but I had never eaten pasta like this before. Instead of using a prefab sauce from a jar, like I normally did, he had made everything himself. He had used fresh vegetables and made the sauce himself.

After dinner we cleared the table and we watched some TV. After a little while I went to the toilet. When I came back John asked me to come to him. He had stripped himself of all clothes. “Please kneel.” He beckoned me to sit between his legs. “Please suck me.” I took hold of his member and softly started to kiss and lick it. When I put his dick into my mouth, Johns breathing became a little irregular, so I assumed I was doing it correctly. Suddenly John took the remote controller of the TV and started to change channels. I looked up at him, questioningly. “Just continue, you were doing fine.” Okay, this felt really awkward. I was trying really hard to please this man, and I thought I was doing well, and then he starts to watch TV and browse the channels? I felt quite confused, but I continued to suck him anyway. Quite a long time later, his breathing became even more irregular and I had the distinct feeling that his attention was back at me again, instead of the TV. He dropped the remote and took hold of my head. “Please, don’t stop, don’t stop.” I didn’t stop and continued with renewed vigour. He then locked my head with his hands and he shot his sperm into my mouth. I continued to suck, but a little bit more gently now, afraid to hurt him. When he was done cumming, I sucked and licked his dick clean, until he took it away from me. He grinned at me, while he touched my mouth with his thumb. “Wow, you do know how to suck, girl. Come and sit next to me.” And so I did.

He got up, went upstairs, and returned a little while later wearing a bathrobe. He sat back down, picked up the remote again and put on something that he liked. I sat quietly next to him, but I was feeling a bit restless, or rather, I was feeling a bit horny. I had become quite turned on by giving the blowjob, but I hadn’t had an orgasm since I came to live with him. I got more and more aroused, because I started picturing all the different ways we were going to have sex in. “Don’t you agree?” John asked me. “Sorry?” “I asked you whether…Where were you? It seems you were quite far away.” I blushed a little. “I’m sorry, I’m here now. What did you want to know?” “Never mind that, you’re all flushing. What’s going on?” I smiled nervously. “Nothing.” “Well, something’s definitely going on.” He turned off the TV and straddled me. “Now tell me.” I avoided eye contact, even though that was very hard in this position. “There’s nothing.” He took my chin and made me face him. I inhaled quickly because of his touch. He looked at me sternly. “Tell me what it is and don’t ‘nothing’ me again.” I couldn’t tell him what I was feeling, or what I wanted, so I kissed him on his mouth. He answered my kiss. I put my arms around him and I kissed him with all I had. When he pulled away after a few minutes, I was a little out of breath. “So that’s what’s been going on. You’re hot and you need me.” I nodded. “And I bet that when I put my hands in your panties…,” which he did, “you’re all wet.” He inserted a finger in my vagina and moved it slowly. “Ah, indeed you are. So what do you want?” “I want to cum,” I whispered softly. “Aha.” He increased the movement of his finger. “So cum then, cum for me,” he whispered in my ear. He kissed me passionately on the mouth and fingered me even harder. That was all it took to make me cum. My whole body shook as the orgasm rippled through me. He held me close to him until I regained my breathing again. “Let’s go to bed.”

When we were upstairs in the bedroom he told me to take off my clothes and lie in the bed. He went into the bathroom. I did as he told me to. The bed was really nice and comfortable and also because I had just had an orgasm, I was almost asleep when John entered the bed. I vaguely registered the sound of a condom being taken out of its package. Then John lied down next to me. Since I was lying on my side, he crept up behind me. He softly brushed my hair away from my neck. “You asleep yet?” he asked softly. “Mmm,” I answered. He kissed my neck. “That’s okay. Though this might wake you up a little bit.” He fumbled somewhat between my legs. Even though I wasn’t really aroused anymore, I was still wet from my orgasm. Very slowly he pushed his penis into my vagina. Once inside, he held still and kissed my neck some more. Then he started to move his penis ever so slowly in and out of me. It felt so surreal. I was half asleep, but this felt so good. “So do you like this?” he asked. “Mm mm,” I replied, in approval this time. While still fucking me, he touched my lips with his fingers. I took the opportunity and I kissed and sucked his index finger. He apparently enjoyed this for a while; then he removed his finger from my mouth, turned my face towards his and kissed me on the mouth. I don’t know how long we lay like this. It seemed to last forever, but it was forever in a good sense. John then started to stroke my clitoris. Wow, that felt so good. He stroked my clit a little harder and increased the rhythm of his fucking. It didn’t take me long to reach my orgasm after that. And because of my orgasm, John couldn’t hold it any longer either.

He took off the condom and lay back down behind me. “Now you can go ahead and sleep. I think I will sleep just fine.” He kissed me on my cheek. And it didn’t take me long to fall asleep.

The next morning John kissed me awake. “Rise and shine, girl, it’s a brand new day.” When I opened my eyes, I didn’t know where I was for a moment. And then I saw John. It felt like a dream, but I soon realized this was reality. I smiled at him. “Good morning.” “And a good morning it shall be. Come on, climb on top of me and make this an exceptionally good morning.” Did he really want to fuck me again? Really, I’m not a morning-person and we had plenty of sex the day before. “Mmm, do I have to?” He smiled at me. “Yes, you have to. Come on, feel me, I’m as hard as a rock. I need some relief here.” He led my hand to his penis. It was indeed very hard. “But it’s still so early.” He grabbed my wrist firmly and looked at me. “Liz, I’m going to ask you this one more time. If you will still refuse me then, you will have to suffer the consequences. Now climb on top of me.” All right, now he scared me. This wasn’t nice. I really didn’t feel like having sex right now, but I decided not to find out what these ‘consequences’ would entail. “I don’t really know what to do. I’m not used to this position,” I muttered while getting on top of him. “That’s all right, I’ll help.” He handed me a condom. “Put this on.” I did as he told me to. “Okay, now put my dick into your cunt. I’m sure you can figure that out.” I knew how to do that of course, but it wasn’t that easy, because I wasn’t wet at all. But when he felt his dick was in the entrance to my vagina, he just grabbed my ass and pushed all the way in. It was pretty uncomfortable. “Okay, now try to move up and down.” I tried, but I wasn’t doing that well. The muscles in my legs weren’t strong enough. “Oh, never mind. Just keep still.” And with that he fucked me really hard. This was pretty painful to me. I wasn’t aroused, it hurt because I wasn’t wet and I didn’t want him to be like this. It only took him a couple of minutes to reach his orgasm. “Clean me,” he said afterwards. I did as he told me to. When I was finished he sat up straight in the bed, facing me. He grabbed both of my wrists. “Liz, you need to understand something. You are here solely for my pleasure. When I want to have sex, I will have sex. That’s what you are here for. If I allow you to cum, that’s all very nice, but it’s not of great importance. I am important here, not you. I never again want to have to ask you twice. Is that understood?” “Yes sir.” “Good, now let’s have breakfast.”

We had breakfast together. That afternoon we went shopping for clothes for me. We bought some really nice dresses for special occasions and we bought a lot of lingerie and slip dresses and such. We also went to the library and got me a subscription. We arranged for my books to be delivered and picked up at the house-address. I also selected some books to take with me straight away. In the evening we had a lovely dinner at an Italian restaurant. John was the perfect host for the day. He was witty and charming and we had some interesting discussions about various topics. I was actually quite looking forward to the evening when I would get back into bed with him. The day spent together had made up for the bad experience in the morning.

So that evening when we went to bed I was already quite excited. So my surprise was great when John kissed me on my cheek, said “goodnight”, turned around and went to sleep! I was pretty disappointed actually. But I figured he was just tired or something, so I followed his example and also went to sleep.

The next morning he woke me up with a kiss. “Good morning, Liz.” “Good morning,” I said, while smiling at him. I was wondering whether there was going to be a repeat of the previous day. “Come on, let’s take a shower together.” Okay, guess not an exact copy then. I tried to wake up quickly, stumbled out of the bed and joined John in the shower. Once in the shower, he did the strangest thing. He hugged me. We just stood there under the warm water while he was holding me close to him. I could feel his penis pressing to my body. Again, I was quite turned on. And then, without saying anything, he started to wash me. He very carefully sponged every part of my body. When he was finished with me, he handed the sponge to me. I assumed I had to do the same to him and that’s what I did. When I had cleaned his penis with the sponge, I put the sponge aside and started to please him with my hands. I wanted to kiss him, but he avoided my kiss and pushed my hands away. “Please don’t.” He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I followed him. He took a towel and dried me. After that he dried himself. “Please wear one of the slip dresses we bought yesterday and then come downstairs for breakfast.” He left me there in the bathroom. I was so confused. What had just happened? He didn’t want to have sex with me? And we hadn’t even had sex the night before. Did I do something wrong? And I so desperately wanted to have sex. I was so turned on. But there was nothing I could do. So I went to the bedroom and chose one of the prettiest dresses in my favourite colour: pink.

I went downstairs and we had breakfast, just like we had the day before. We chatted about the world news and about other topics. “I have to do some work around the house today, so I will be in my study. You can do whatever you like. You can watch TV or read in one of the books you brought from the library yesterday. Just don’t bother me until I ask for your company. Okay?” “Yes sir.” He went upstairs to his study. After clearing the table I also went upstairs to my own room. I made myself comfortable and started to read.

Around lunchtime I heard John on the stairs. He opened the door to my room from his bedroom. “Come join me.” I put my book away and went into the bedroom. “You can sit on the bed; make yourself comfortable.” He put a DVD in the DVD player, turned on the TV and sat down next to me. “Pay close attention,” he said to me with a grin on his face. The movie turned out to be a sex movie. Nothing extraordinary; it was just a movie about a man seducing his secretary. You know, one of these movies where the girl takes off her glasses and undoes her hair and suddenly she looks like a sex bomb. Still, no matter how cheesy it was, the movie did turn me on. I was also very much looking forward to having sex again, and I sensed that wouldn’t take too long now. John was watching me closely. “So you like this, huh?” he asked me, while touching the side of my breast through my dress. “Yes,” I replied. I looked up at him, hoping he would kiss me. His face was real close to mine now. I could feel his warm breath on my skin. “And you want me to kiss you.” He brushed his lips over mine. I nodded. He got up from the bed. “Too bad this isn’t about you then.” He turned off the DVD player and TV. He extended his hand to me to help me get up from the bed. This meant I was real close to him again. “Oh, and please take off your panties. We wouldn’t want them to get stained, now would we?” And he walked away. I literally had to sit down on the bed and regain my composure. Why would he turn me on like this, knowingly, and then walk away? I considered masturbating, but I was afraid he would come back into the room having changed his mind or something. I took off my panties and went downstairs. Because I was only wearing the slip dress, it almost felt like I was walking around naked, which kept me aroused.

John and I had lunch together like nothing had happened. After lunch, he went back to his study to continue doing what he had been doing that morning. I went back upstairs to continue reading, but I couldn’t concentrate on the book. It took me some will power not to masturbate, but I just knew he would find out. It just meant I had to stay in this state of arousal. It lessened somewhat in the course of the afternoon.

After dinner we watched some TV together. Around eight o’clock, John asked me to follow him to the bedroom. “Take off your dress and kneel before me.” Finally, we were going to have sex. When I was naked, I knelt down before him. “What we’re going to do now is all about trust. Do you think you can handle that?” “Yes sir.” I would’ve done anything at that time in order to get some sex. “Okay, lie down on the bed with your arms above your head.” I stood up and did what he asked me. He approached me from the side of the bed. He bound my wrists together with a cord and tied my wrists to the bed. I gently tried to move my hands, but there was no way I could get out of this on my own. He blindfolded me. Now I felt really helpless. Without being able to move and without being able to see, I really was completely his to do whatever he wanted to with. He whispered in my ear: “I like the way you look. Are you scared?” I nodded. “Don’t be, I’ll be gentle.” He nibbled on my ear. I felt him moving away from me. I heard the sound of a metal chain. I was worrying about that, until I felt John touching my left nipple. He cupped my breast with his hand and pinched my nipple and played with it. He even licked my nipple, sucked on it and bit on it a little. It felt so good. Then he withdrew. There was that sound of the chain again, and suddenly, a soaring pain in my nipple. I screamed in surprise and in pain. John repeated the procedure with my right nipple. As I was in pain and I guessed what was coming, I didn’t quite enjoy it as much as the first time. And yes, there was that soaring pain again, now also in my right nipple. It hurt so badly. For a few moments I felt nothing but the pain. I felt his breathing near my ear again. “Welcome to the world of nipple clamps,” he whispered. “Don’t you like the feeling?” He kissed me passionately on the mouth. I wanted to turn away my head for what he had done to me, but somehow I did feel aroused as well. The pain seemed to be linked to my vagina in some strange way, because I could feel myself getting wetter. I answered his kiss and we kissed for what seemed like a very long time. His hand slid between my thighs and he fingered my vagina. “So this does turn you on then?” Into my mouth he put his finger which was covered with my own juices. I sucked them off him. He kissed me again. He pushed himself off the bed. “You look really lovely like this: all tied up with the nipple clamps.” He sounded a bit further away. I heard the sound of the unbuckling of a belt, so I assumed he was taking off his clothes. My assumptions were proven to be correct as I felt him climb on top of me. He cupped my breasts with his hands and licked and kissed them. He tugged the chain a little to apply more pressure. “So what do you think? Are you ready to be fucked yet?” “Yes, oh yes, please fuck me.” I was practically begging him. I had been ready for this for two whole days. He didn’t need more encouragement and entered me with one hard stroke. I moaned out loud because it felt so good. He grabbed my chin and kissed me hard on the mouth. He let go of my face and started to fuck me really hard. It seemed I wasn’t the only one who had been aroused for a long time. After a few minutes of fucking, he grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and pulled it taut. That of course increased the pain for me, but the pain combined with the pleasure of his fucking was more than I could bear. I could feel the orgasm building all the way from my toes and I exploded at the same time as John. He lay panting on top of me. He removed my blindfold. “Do you now see why I didn’t want to have sex with you these two days? I wanted this experience to be extra special for both of us. And I think it’s safe to say that we both enjoyed it, right?” “Yes sir, I certainly did.” The nipple clamps were now beginning to really hurt me, but I didn’t dare saying anything about it. He left the bed to take off his condom. He returned a few minutes later. I lay with my eyes closed because the clamps hurt so much. The pain seemed to be different without sexual stimulation, like it got worse. “Would you like me to take off the clamps?” “Yes, yes sir, please.” “Well, ask me nicely then.” “Will you please take off my nipple clamps, sir?” “Oh, but of course.” He rapidly took them both off. Instead of a feeling of relief, I felt another surge of pain when the blood re-entered my nipples. It seemed to hurt even more. To soothe the pain a little bit, John sucked them softly and kissed me. “That wasn’t so bad, now was it?” “No sir.” “I think we’re going to have some good times together, you and I.”

That evening we stayed in bed, watching TV and occasionally cuddling and kissing. We made love one more time before going to sleep. He was gentle and kind this time and we both enjoyed it.

The next day John took me to his doctor. The doctor gave me a complete physical exam and proscribed me the birth control pill. The results of the physical exam would come back a couple of days later. After the visit to the doctor we also shopped for some items I still needed to have.

That night after dinner, John told me he was going out with some friends. “Don’t stay up and wait for me. Just go to bed and I’ll see you in the morning. You’d best sleep in your own bed, so that I won’t wake you when I come home. Okay?” “Yes sir.” So that night, after John had left, I watched some TV and went to bed early.

“Liz! Get in here immediately!” I woke up, not quite sure what had happened. John opened the door to my bedroom. “Liz, get in here right now!” I got out of the bed as quickly as I could and stumbled towards John. He slapped me in the face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He slapped me again. “Why aren’t you in my bed, naked and ready as you should be?” I smelled alcohol on his breath. “But sir, you…” He slapped me another time. “Don’t you argue with me. You should have been here, naked and ready and waiting for me!” He pushed me towards my bed. “Now you’ll pay for it. Bend over.” I leaned over the bed with my ass raised towards him. He ripped off my panties. He took off his belt and hit my ass with it. I screamed in surprise and in pain. I hadn’t done anything wrong, I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t know him like this. He hit my ass again, and again, and again. I think my ass looked very red when he was finished with it. “That’ll teach you. Now stand still.” He grabbed his cock and rammed into me unceremoniously. He fucked me very hard until he came a few minutes later. He rolled into the bed and pulled me towards him. He kissed me roughly on the mouth. He not only smelled like alcohol, but tasted like it as well and it didn’t taste good. “Good, that’s better. Now let’s sleep.” He rolled away from me and fell asleep, snoring loudly. I was wide awake. What had just happened? Had that really been John, the man who had been so nice to me the night before? And who could be so charming if he wanted to? Now I smelled like alcohol, I had his cum inside me and my ass hurt like hell. Was this going to happen more often?

“Liz?” I heard him ask me the next morning. I saw his hand coming toward me, so I flinched. “What? Why do you flinch from me? I just wanted to touch you.” John looked genuinely surprised. I, on the other hand, wasn’t even fully awake yet. “I’m sorry sir. I thought you were going to hit me again.” “Hit you? I never hit you.” I looked away. “Well, actually, you did sir. Last night.” He looked alarmed. “I did? But when? How?” “Last night, when you came home. I think you were drunk. I was here in my bed as I thought you had told me to do. You came in and told me I should have been naked and ready in your bed. You slapped me in the face and hit my bottom with your belt. Then you fucked me. And after that you fell asleep.” He looked amazed. “I really did all that? Is that why we’re in your bed instead of mine? Hmm, turn around for me.” I turned around so that I was facing away from him. He turned back the blankets to uncover my body. He softly touched my ass. I shivered at his touch. “Yes, it’s quite red indeed. It seems you are telling the truth. It’s too bad I don’t remember anything of it though. Why didn’t you fight back?” “Well sir, it is you, and I’m supposed to obey you. And aside from that, I can’t fight you, now can I? I don’t have that kind of strength in me.” “Yeah, I can see that. It shouldn’t have happened, but maybe I can make it up to you.” John got up closer behind me and kissed me in my neck. His hand slid between my legs and started to touch my clitoris. Despite my feelings of anger and confusion, I did get aroused. “So you still like that, huh?” he whispered in my ear. All I could do was nod. He turned me on my back and climbed on top of me. He gave me an ardent kiss on my mouth. After that he kissed my neck and my breasts. By that time I was already very aroused. My breathing quickened even more as he kissed my stomach and continued downwards. I held my breath completely when he got between my legs and kissed my clit. He put his mouth over my vagina and clit and kissed and sucked and licked and I don’t know what else. I only know that I felt like I was in heaven and it literally only took me a couple of minutes to reach the best orgasm I had had in years. He smiled at me while looking up. “So, you think this makes up for last night’s experience?” Unable to speak, I merely nodded. John came to lie upon me. “You smell like me,” I said, while touching his nose. “I think I also taste like you.” And with that he kissed me on my mouth; a long French kiss it was. And yes, he did indeed taste like me. While kissing me, he manoeuvred his cock between my legs and entered me slowly. I’m not too fond of having sex right after an orgasm, but quickly I was enjoying this just as much as he was. He continued to kiss me while making love to me at the same time. Only when he was really close to orgasm he stopped kissing and he lay on me with his cheek on mine. I had put my arms around him. I felt his body contract with the orgasm and I heard him moaning in my ear. “At least I’ll remember this time,” he said a couple of minutes later. “You’d better,” I replied smilingly. 

Later that afternoon he called me from his bedroom. I hurried to him. John stood next to the bed. “You know, I’ve been thinking. It’s a shame I don’t remember anything of last night. But the solution is quite simple. We’ll just have to do it again. Please strip.” To say that I wasn’t happy was an understatement. Why did I have to be spanked again? Since I only wore a slip dress, it didn’t take long for me to undress. “Now do what I told you to do last night.” Great, he really didn’t remember anything. I bent over the bed. “And what do I do now?” he asked. “You took your belt, sir, and you hit me with it.” “Ah, yes.” He again unbuckled his belt. I think he hesitated a bit, because I heard him move the belt, but he didn’t hit me with it yet. Then I felt the first hit and it hurt a lot. I yelped at the pain. Of course the spanking in itself hurts enough, but added to that was the soreness of the night before. He hit me a few more times. “Did I do it like this?” “Yes, sir, you did.” “Yeah, it’s quite nice. I can see why I liked it yesterday.” He hit me a few more times. By the time he stopped I had tears in my eyes because it hurt so much. “And after that I fucked you?” “Yes sir.” “Did I fuck you in the arse?” “No sir, you didn’t.” “Hmm, but it is a good idea.” I turned my head and looked at him in bewilderment. “No sir, please don’t.” He stood behind me and stroked my ass. He placed his cock at my anus and applied some pressure. “Please, don’t sir.” I clenched all the muscles that I could, because I was so afraid of the pain. He tried some more, but still he couldn’t get in. And then suddenly he gave up and entered my vagina. I was so relieved. He fucked me very hard and came within a few minutes. “Don’t think I’ll forget this, girl. I own you and all your orifices and I will fuck you in the ass one day. You haven’t won; you just gained yourself some time.” I didn’t care. I was just so glad that he had stopped trying right now. He left me where I was and went about his own business. I got up, cleaned myself, and went to my own room to read.

That night, John and I had dinner together, as usual. He had prepared quite an extraordinary dinner with lamb and baked potatoes. During dinner we had great fun. He was goofing around and I thought he was hilarious. I had quite a few glasses of wine, but he didn’t seem to mind. After dinner we watched some TV together and I drank some more wine. By the time he asked me to go upstairs with him, I was pretty drunk. We managed to get upstairs – climbing the stairs was a bit of a challenge to me. “Strip naked and lie down on the bed, face down.” I giggled when he said that. It sounded so funny. I did what he asked and lay down on the bed. He got next to me and bound my wrists together and to the bed. He spread my legs and bound each ankle to the bed. I was now unable to move. He put a pillow under my stomach. I giggled at that. “A pillow is for your head, not for down there.” He smiled at me. “It’s just for a little while, you can put your head on it later.” “No I can’t, cause you bound me.” “Later my love.” He kissed me on my cheek. He blindfolded me. “Hey, who turned off the lights?” I said, while giggling about my own joke. John chose to ignore this question. I heard him undress and then position himself on top of me. He touched my clitoris and fingered me softly. It didn’t take him long to make me all excited and moaning. He withdrew. Suddenly I felt something very cold and sticky at my anus. I gasped at the feeling. I felt his finger enter me. He moved it around carefully. It felt so good. Again I was moaning in pleasure and again he withdrew. He applied some more lubricant to my anus and, judging by the sounds, also to his penis. He put his penis to the entrance to my anus and gently applied some pressure. It still wouldn’t go in at first. He maintained the pressure, but started stroking my clit. Very soon I couldn’t resist him anymore and slowly but surely he entered my virgin hole. Even though I was relaxed, it still hurt a lot. Now I remembered that I hadn’t wanted this to happen, but it was too late. He continued to push into me. Once he was completely inside, he lay down on me and whispered in my ear. “I told you that I own you. Feel me deep inside you. I own every bit of you. You cannot resist me.” “But it hurts,” I whimpered. “I don’t care,” he said, with stress on every word. He pulled out of me, only to push back in slowly again. “This feels so good.” He continued to fuck me until I heard him moaning loudly and I felt his sperm deep inside my bowels. A couple of minutes later he got up, took the pillow from underneath me and placed it under my head. “Here’s your pillow. You can go to sleep now. Just don’t ever forget that I am in charge here and I decide what will or will not happen to you.” He kissed me on my cheek. He untied me, took off my blindfold and lay down in the bed next to me. Very soon we were both asleep.

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.