Casino Plot Ch. 02
Keywords: 02, Ch., Casino, Plot,
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" With in three strides the clerk was beside her, grabbing her arm as the porter took the other, "Before you start with you threats lets take a look at just what you've had enough of."
Mady was dragged back in to the bedroom, on the dressing table was a lap top, the wallpaper was of her on a bed being fucked in every hole, her hand wrapped around a cock pulling it in to her mouth, the clerk pressed a button, the screen flickered turned blue and there she was, her face contorted in pleasure as she fingered her wet cunt at the camera.
Her head dropped in her hands as he tormented her with, "There's over an hour of you having fun in every hole, its looks like you really went to town, what will Andrew say, or Ralston financiers about their selling and buying executive, wifey gets her deals the easy way does she, this should look good on your C V."
She swayed but they held her, little, "No, no, not Andrew, not our careers, all will be lost, no, no, what have you done?" the clerk laughed as he said, "You."
They dragged the sobbing woman back to the shower, both men stripped as she stood sobbing in to her hands, the water roared from the showerhead as they bundled her under and got in themselves.
Both men went to work on her, washing her down, soaping her tits, she groaned as fingers pushed up her arse hole, her thighs slapped as she was being forced to open her legs as hands rubbed up under her, her cunt reamed out by eager fingers.
Ever part of her was washed from her hair to her toes, abused by the cruel perverted men, she was their plaything as they enjoyed her amble full body again, all Mady could do was stand there and let them, helpless, unable to defend herself, her body theirs while her mind was imaging what would happen if the contents of that recording ever became public.
She was just aware of being dragged out and the towel roughly drying her. There she stood naked and alone while the two men inspected her. She jumped when the clerk said, "There, you just do your hair and you will be ready for the 5.57 flight, I took the liberty of booking you on it, you have five hours to get there, you may take the disk as a souvenir and there is another mobile in you briefcase it will make it easier as we will be in touch, do you understand, you do as your told and the master disk is safe, if you deviate in any way I have all the details I need, do I hear a yes sir?"
She could see no other option so she nodded, she needed time to think, so a, "Yes sir," gave both men a laugh.
The clerk looked at the porter, "Seems we have a yes, and as we all know it doesn't take five hours to get to the airport so my little slave girl, on your knees, hands behind your head and your most important order, your mouth open."
With out question she knelt and adopted the ordered position, both men eagerly enjoyed her mouth, knowing the time scale they had they intended using her for at least half and hour; the clerk spoke to her while he fucked in to her throat she was ordered to look up at him, her servitude had started, "You are one of the luckier ones of our group, you can make an excuse about business when we need you for a day or two, others aren't so fortunate, they have to work hard to keep their little secrets safe."
She knelt there not daring to move, her hands behind her head while it was being turned from one cock to the other, he had seen the panic in her eyes at the words a day or two, "Yes dear you will be told where to pick up the company uniform, the leather straps and fishnets should look good on you especially the dog collar, then you go to an address and, how shall I put it, perform like last night, your in the slave trade now."
Mady coughed as the porters cum spurted in to her throat, her eyes watering as she choked out, "No, no I can't be, I'm in my business," he laughed, "Yes I was amused to find out you did some buying and selling, well so do we, the disk bought you and now I'm going to sell you, and looking like you do I would say your sales ticket will be in demand many, many times."
He was naked, his long limbs relaxed from what was apparently a good night's sleep. Her eyes were drawn to his cock, soft and seemingly harmless. She wondered what would happen today. Surely he would fuck her again? Maybe he would even let her--
"Come." He had opened the cage door and was walking towards the exit to the backyard. She followed, performing her bathroom duties as quickly as she could, hating that he watched as she did. He cleaned her up, fed her -- breakfast, mercifully not oatmeal this time but cereal in skim milk -- and untangled her long hair with surprisingly gentle hands while she ate. She was allowed to brush her own teeth and braid her own hair, and it felt almost strange to be allowed use of her own hands. All of this was done quietly; he spoke no more than a few words to her, and those only to tell her what to do next.
He handed her a razor and a container of shaving gel. Confused, she looked from the items to his face. He smiled. "I want that little cunt shaved." Momentarily relieved, she nodded; she'd done it before. Then he added, "And you'll keep those legs spread so I can watch, won't you?" Helpless to stop the blush she knew was spreading from her neck to her hairline, she nodded again, shuffling over to the shower faucet to turn it on.
She spread the foaming gel over her trimmed pubic hair, keeping her legs open as he had ordered. It was difficult not to look at him; he had taken a seat on the lowered toilet lid, his hands toying idly with his cock, and her eyes kept straying to its rapidly stiffening length, until she nearly cut herself. Dogs don't shave themselves, she thought furiously, so if you're going to treat me like some bitch in heat, why don't you shave me yourself? Almost as horrified as if she'd blurted it out loud -- What was wrong with her? And why would she rather have someone take a sharp razor to her most delicate parts? -- she tore her eyes away and forced herself to concentrate on her task.
When the leftover shaving gel was rinsed away, leaving her with the discomfiting sensation of being completely bare, she looked up to see his erection bobbing in front of her face. She hesitated a moment, then leaned up to flick her tongue across the tip. His pre-cum tasted slightly sweet. She started to slide her lips over it, and to her surprise, he pulled away.
"Just lick it, girl," he said softly, wrapping long fingers around the base of his cock to hold it still. Her face burned at the implied meaning. She lapped slowly at the ridged head, moving gradually down the length, breathing in the smell of soap on his skin as she pressed her tongue to his balls. He groaned and nudged her with the tip of his cock, smearing precum across her cheek. Obediently, she applied her tongue to the end, pressing gently into the tiny slit there. He groaned again and stepped to the side, pointing to the toilet where he had been sitting. "Get over here."
She turned off the water and scrambled to him, wincing as her knees scraped across the floor tiles. He grasped her collar firmly and pulled her to her feet, kicking them apart while she was still trying to get her balance. Stumbling slightly, she reached out and braced her hands against the back of the toilet, her breath catching in her throat as he quickly sheathed himself in her still-sore pussy. He bent her back into a painful arch, both hands on her collar, pulling hard enough that she had to struggle for each gasp of air. Being fucked in that position made her feel like she was going to break in two, and she mewled her helpless protests, silently begging him to finish quickly.
But as his thrusts grew more forceful, so did the way he wrenched on her collar, until she found herself scrabbling frantically at her throat, unable to breathe. He somehow kept his cock inside her as she bucked and twisted wildly, slipping out only when he abruptly released her and she collapsed onto her knees. With her body partly draped over the toilet, she let out a few sobbing coughs, hands still tugging at the collar even though it was loose again. When she finally stopped spluttering, he wordlessly pushed her down onto her back and knelt between her legs to slide his cock back into her slippery pussy. As she stared up at him, she felt tears well up and trickle from the corner of her eyes. His smug smile only intensified her feelings of shame.
He fucked her slowly, filling her deeply with each inward thrust until she couldn't help but moan, until she couldn't stop herself from writhing under him. Like a bitch in heat, she thought to herself, hating the flush of humiliation that burned through her, and hating him because, surely, he would know why she was so ashamed. His eyes told her he did. Several times, she felt herself come close to orgasm, and let out a frustrated squeal when it was denied; he was thrusting faster now, his hands holding her legs open, fingers digging into her thighs as he fucked her hard enough to push her body across the floor.
He pulled out of her with a groan, his cock jerking as it splattered come over her stomach and breasts. Frustration welled up in her and she moaned, fists pounding the air by her side. He stared at her for a while before he got up. Ignoring the flare of ever-present shame, she scrambled onto her hands and knees and grabbed pleadingly at his leg. A knowing smile crossed his face and he tipped his head to one side. "What is it, girl?"
Need clawed at her. Dignity no longer seemed important. She let out a long, drawn out sound that sounded to her ears like a whine, lowering her head in supplication.
He laughed and shook his head. "Oh no. You have to earn that." Snap of his fingers. "Now turn around and show me your shaved cunt." Slowly, she turned and spread her legs to display her freshly shaved, freshly fucked pussy. Forbidden words stuck in her throat, threatening to turn into another batch of tears.
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Keywords: 02, Ch., Casino, Plot,