Chapter 2

I reluctantly pulled away from our little group hug and ordered them to follow me. I made my way down the hall to my bedroom. I went in and stretched out on my bed. I ordered Kara to kneel near my shoulder and suck me off.

She obeyed instantly. And she turned out to be surprisingly good at it. She's no deep throat artist but she's enthusiastic. She really threw herself into her work. I got the impression she's never had an organ as large as mine to work with. Maybe she found it inspiring.

I'm not trying to kid myself. I know she's doing these things against her will. I'm raping her. She doesn't want to do the things I'm making her do and she disapproves strongly of the things I'm making her husband do.

For some reason, though, I get the impression that she's doing more than just obeying because she has no choice. It may be wishful thinking, but I can't help wondering if I'm playing into her fantasies. She seems to be a lot less upset about all of this than her husband, or than a woman being raped should be.

I let her darling husband watch for a couple of minutes and then thought it only fair that he should help. I ordered him to kneel between my legs and lick my balls.

He hesitated for a long time. I think that Kara was afraid that I was going to get up and slap him around a little more if he didn't obey. I saw her look up at him without taking her mouth away from my cock. It must have been a pretty significant look, because he slowly moved onto the bed between my legs and soon I felt the tentative touch of his tongue on my balls.

Guys, let me tell you. If you've never had a man tongue your balls while his wife sucks you off then you haven't lived. It's truly heaven. Knowing that they both hate every minute of it is just icing! I suddenly found myself wallowing in hog heaven!!

I watched them closely. Their faces are only inches apart. I'm about to cum in the mouth of this man's wife and he's facilitating my orgasm by licking my balls!

I tried to hold back. I really wanted to make this last. But let's be honest here. You know damn well you'd have climaxed right away if you were in my place. I probably lasted five minutes. I'm surprised I lasted that long.

It happened so suddenly I didn't even have time to grab her head. Much to my surprise she didn't pull away. She kept her mouth over my cock and sucked until I finished shooting my huge load of cum in her mouth. Then she considerately remained in place, holding my sensitive cock in her mouth.

She's GOOD!!! I mean damn!! This girl is a cocksucker!! And I mean that in the nicest way.

I finally let them rest for a minute. After I caught my breath I sent Glenn to the kitchen to get us all drinks. As soon as he left I turned Kara around, pulled her down beside me and grinned at her.

"You've done that before," I chided her in a teasing voice.

"You thought I was a virgin?" she asked, avoiding the implications.

"I didn't think you were a virgin," I said. "But you're quite likely the best cocksucker I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. You didn't learn that at the end of Glenn's little pecker!"

"I had boyfriends before I met Glenn," she said, still avoiding the subject.

"And Glenn's "pecker" isn't so little. It isn't as big as yours. But it's in the average range. He satisfies me with it. You've got us where you want us now. You don't need to keep putting him down."

She appears to be taking the unfortunate situation in which she finds herself pretty well. And I'm impressed by her spunk. She seems to have bigger balls than her wimpy husband. I had to ask, though, "I can't help wondering how you reacted to seeing your husband kissing my cock and licking my balls?"

"At first I didn't like it. It pissed me off. But I was already pissed off at him. It isn't his fault that the place we worked went bankrupt. Still, a girl expects her husband to take care of her. Not undress her so that a stranger can fuck her. Not rub some guy's dick and kiss it so that he's good and hard for her.

"I have a lot to think about right now. I still love Glenn. But I can't deny that I've lost a lot of respect for him. You aren't off the hook on this, though. I still hate you for using us this way."

"I respect your honesty. On the other hand, if you're going to be totally honest, having seen yourself in a mirror, surely you can't blame me for taking advantage of the situation when I had the opportunity."

She tried not to smile. But I could tell I got her with that one.

Glenn returned with three beers and we all took a few sips and relaxed for a moment. I'm going to have to watch myself. I could easily fall hard for this lovely, intelligent, sexy young woman with an attitude, even if she is half my age and happily married! I know I'd lose that contest. She may be mad at her husband for the moment. But she loves him and she's got a logical mind. I'll need to keep things in perspective or I'm the one who'll end up getting hurt.

I finished off my beer and put the empty bottle down. I took Kara's from her hand and set it on the nightstand. I pulled her down beside me on the bed and began kissing her soft lips while exploring her sweet body with my hands. I kissed her with increasing passion. She didn't resist at all. In fact, she began returning my kiss almost immediately. She molded her body against mine and began to moan in pleasure.

I may be raping this sweet young thing. But she isn't doing a hell of a lot of kicking and screaming. Given a choice I know that she wouldn't let me do these things. Still, I can't help wondering if she doesn't hate what I'm doing a whole hell of a lot less than she should.

After a few minutes I moved her onto her back and started kissing and licking my way down her body. I took the scenic route. I was careful not to miss any interesting places. She has some very interesting places.

One of the things I enjoy doing most in this world is eating a nice juicy pussy. It's a skill I take great pride in. It has always been a labor of love for me. I had my 'A' game on this night. I drove lovely Kara crazy with my tongue and my gentle, caressing fingers. She was nearly unconscious by the time I kissed my way back up her beautiful body and hovered over her, kissing her lightly on her sweet lips.

I was more than ready to feel her tight, hot pussy envelop my cock. She was so responsive that I was reasonably certain I could give her another orgasm or two before I flood her hot and ready opening with my hot cum. I looked in her eyes and as our eyes met I said, "Glenn, come over here and put my cock in your wife so I can fuck her."

I heard her sharp intake of breath and her body shuddered violently. I'm almost positive she had an orgasm when I said that.

I heard him moving across the room and I felt his soft hand on my cock. I kept my eyes locked with Kara's as her husband reached between us and guided the head of my cock to the tight slit that marked the entrance to her hot pussy. I couldn't read her face as he fumbled around with my cock. I think she was so aroused that her feelings were pretty confused at the moment. But I have to tell you, the idea of a man having to line my cock up with his wife's cunt so I can fuck her really turned me on!

I started to slowly work my throbbing cock into her as soon as I felt the head of it resting in the warm, damp crevice between her legs. Her sweet pussy was incredibly hot and very, very wet. She's also very, very tight!

GOD!! It's been so fucking long!!

I doubt very much that she has ever had a cock as large as mine enter her before. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she appreciates the difference. My cock is no monster by any means. It's slightly longer than average, about eight inches long. It starts out at the head not much wider than an average cock. But at the base it's very wide. My second wife measured it once. It's just a tic less than six inches around. I've noticed that once they get used to it, girls seem to like that.

Kara was obviously impressed with my girth. She quickly became vocal and although I've already eaten her to half a dozen good orgasms she started having one screaming orgasm after another. Her hot cunt maintained a very exciting death grip on my cock. Despite just having received a great blowjob I doubt if I lasted much longer than fifteen minutes this time. I've always prided myself on my self control. Lasting half an hour is nothing for me. But not this time! Not with Kara. This girl has the greatest cunt I've ever cum in!

I stayed on top of her as I felt my cock slowly soften in her fantastic cunt. After several very pleasant minutes I gently pulled out and stretched out on my back. I was tempted to pull her to me. I felt a strong urge to hug her and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. That would have been inappropriate, though. I have to keep reminding myself that this is rape. Instead I ordered her to get her mouth down there and clean my cock and balls.

She looked at me first, as if to make sure I was serious. She looked a little green around the gills. But she moved down and started gingerly licking my cock. She managed to do it without gagging. She quickly learned that it's something she can deal with despite how disgusting and perverted an act it is. She licked and sucked my cock clean. Then she licked my hot, sticky, sweaty balls clean.

When she was finished I pulled her up beside me on her back and ordered her wimpy husband to provide the same service to her.

He looked at me and he looked at her sloppy, slimy pussy. I got the impression from the sick look on his face that he was going to puke before he got anywhere near her. After the longest time he shook his head and whispered, "I can't. I can't do that."

I grinned at him and said, "That wasn't a request. That was an order. You can do it on your own or I can get physical on your wimpy ass and force you. You pick."

He moved closer and stared down at the freshly created swamp between his wife's legs for a long moment. I watched him. He looked like he was going to be sick as he climbed up on the foot of the bed between Kara's legs.

Kara was watching him as if she couldn't believe he was going to obey my last order, even though she knows he has no choice. I noticed that he couldn't meet his wife's gaze. She watched him until he began to slowly lower his face to her pussy. She couldn't watch him actually do it, though. She closed her eyes and her entire body tensed up as she waited to feel his mouth on her freshly fucked pussy.

He gagged a couple of times just from looking down at her pussy and smelling another man's semen as it seeped out of her. But at last he took a deep breath and forced himself to do what he had to do. He leaned down but at first he just kissed and licked around the area, skirting the scene of the crime as it were.

Eventually, though, he got up the nerve and started licking her swollen slit. My cum was leaking out of her and he was having a definite problem with it. He gagged several more times before he got used to the aroma and flavor. It took him a few minutes to adjust and accept his fate. But he finally surrendered to the inevitable and did what he had to do, if a bit lackadaisically.

Unlike Kara, I couldn't stop watching. It was fascinating, watching a man who hates me, with good reason, eat my cum from his wife's pussy. I have to give him points for style. He turned out to be a pretty good pussy eater. Not as good as me. He's much too uptight. But Kara certainly appreciated his efforts. She began moaning in pleasure and gyrating her hips. It wasn't long before she was climaxing again.

Unfortunately for Glenn, every time she did, more of my ejaculate was expelled from her violently spasming pussy.

He obviously didn't enjoy what I made him do. But I can't fault the job he did. I let Kara have a couple more orgasms before I made Glenn stop. I noticed that, although he had no taste for the task, his cock was hard. I was tempted to remark on it. But what the hell. I let it pass. I thought from the very first time I saw the guy that he was a bit effeminate. His hard on did nothing to dissuade me from that opinion. I know that I couldn't have done what he just did. That tells me something about him.

We cycled through the bathroom after that. Although it was still early I was worn out. I ordered Glenn to sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed. At least in the beginning of our strange relationship I want him to be uncomfortable. I want to break him down just a little. I don't want to make a robot out of him. I don't want to destroy him. But I don't want to have to keep threatening him to get him to obey an order, either.

I cuddled up with my soft cock nestled against Kara's ass and my hand cupping her soft, firm, very warm breast and I went to sleep.

I slept like a log and woke up early the next morning. I took a quick shower, put on my pajama bottoms, went to the kitchen and made coffee. While the coffee maker was doing its thing I heard the shower running. I walked back to the bathroom and opened the door. I leaned in and ordered Kara to shave her pussy.

What the hell. She has a cute little pussy but I just think bald is beautiful. By the time I finished my first cup they both came out to the kitchen dressed in the clothing they wore yesterday.

I offered them coffee and made breakfast. While I was cooking I told them that from now on I don't want them wearing clothing in the house. Not this house or their house, whether I'm there or not.

After we ate I let Glenn clean off the table, clean the kitchen and put the dishes in the dishwasher while Kara sat in my lap and I amused myself with her surprisingly receptive body.

As soon as my house was clean we went out to my car. I drove down to the section of town where most of the used car lots seem to have congregated. You get the impression that they cluster together for safety, a herd of car lots. One of my poker buddies owns a lot there and I trust him to give me a good deal.

It was still early when we arrived at the lot. My friend, Gary, was just opening up the office. Nobody else was on the lot. I left my new slaves in the car and went in to talk to Gary. I gave him the short version of what happened yesterday and told him I need a decent, reliable, late model car that I'm going to let them use and I want it for a reasonable price.

He sat there quietly for a minute, staring at me as if he was waiting for the punch line. Finally he exclaimed, "You're full of shit!"

I grinned at him and got up and went to the door. I waved my new slaves into the office. They came in and stood just inside the door of the small office. I pulled Kara over to my chair and made her stand with her back to me. I could feel how tense she was as I calmly reached around her and unbuttoned the front of her blouse. After slowly exposing her breasts I released the button and zipper on the side of her skirt and let it drop to the floor at her feet.

Gary's mouth opened so wide I could have parked one of his cars in it!

"I'll be a sonofabitch!" he finally exclaimed.

He got up and walked around his desk. He stood staring at Kara's beautiful young body for a moment and then he looked at me and asked, "May I?"

I nodded and then I enjoyed the discomfort evident on the faces of both Kara and her husband as Gary roughly felt her up.

Kara stood between us, all but naked. She stared at a picture on the wall behind him as Gary's hands explored her body. After several minutes I finally had to interrupt. I said, "Okay Gary. I now pronounce you man and wife. Let's talk cars."

I told my new slaves to stay where they are. Gary and I went out and looked around the lot. Gary showed me a couple of cars that he insisted were real cherries. I picked out a two year old Grand Marquis and asked him how much. He thought about it for a few minutes and said, "I'll make you the best damn deal I can make you. I'll give it to you for what I have in it if I can have a piece of that sweet young thing in my office."

I thought that sounded fair, though I had to chuckle. I was tempted to ask him which one he was referring to. But that might have led to me having to explain more about what I made Glenn do last night than I'm ready to talk about.

We went back into the office. Kara and Glenn were still standing right where we left them. Kara hadn't bothered to put her clothing back in order, rightly assuming that she'd be wasting her time and efforts. Gary and I worked out the details and took care of the paperwork.

As soon as the paperwork was complete he handed me the keys. With an evil leer on his face he stood up, bent Kara over his desk and fucked her like a rabbit, right there in front of me and her husband and god and everybody!

Except for her grunts as he thrust into her forcefully, and a quick dirty look in my direction, she didn't show any emotion at all. He didn't last long in that tight little cunt. Considering how much he knocked off the price of that car it was an awfully expensive piece of ass to be over so quickly.

When he finished I turned her around and made her lean back against his desk. Gary watched in disbelief when I ordered Glenn clean her out again.

Glenn was already humiliated. Having to watch another strange man fuck your wife will do that to you. But being forced to clean her cunt with his tongue afterwards was just about more than he could take.

He glared at me for a minute. I resolved to make him regret that later. When he knew that he couldn't put it off any longer he knelt in front of her and took a couple of deep breaths. Then, as quickly and as perfunctorily as possible he licked his wife's pussy clean.

When he was finished I threw him the keys to the Mercury and told him to go to my new home. I ordered him to do the yard work that has gone undone for so long while the two of them hid in the house.

I told Kara to put her clothes back on. Gary and I watched her in silence until she was fully dressed. I thanked him for making me a good deal and he thanked me for the use of my slave. I took her out to my car and we drove to the mall. I don't know what she has in her closet. But if what she's wearing is representative she needs a new wardrobe. I like my female slaves to dress in revealing clothing when I take them out.

Okay. I've never before owned a female slave or any other kind of slave. But I know me well enough to know what I like.

We spent almost four hours at the mall. That was a first for me. I don't ever go to a mall unless there's no place else in the world that I can get what I need. I'd pretty much rather take a beating than shop. This turned out to be a lot of fun though. It was for me anyway. Kara had a pretty hard time of it.

We shopped in a lot of stores I've never been in before. They all seemed to specialize in slutty clothing for young girls. I guess I just never paid that much attention before since my wives always dressed so conservatively. Who knew this could be fun?!

I made Kara try on all kinds of things, the shorter and the more sheer they were the better. After our first stop the clothes she left the house in were in a bag. She was now wearing a denim skirt that's so impossibly short that she can't sit or bend in it at all. Her top consists of far more holes than material.

She had suddenly become very popular with the other shoppers, or at least the male shoppers. While I was deciding where to go next I made her go up and down on the escalator a couple of times. There's a group of teenage boys who will never know how much they owe me for buying that skirt and putting her on the escalator in front of them.

I thought Kara was taking it surprisingly well. She only complained once about a garment I selected. I guess that once she realized that if she complains she ends up wearing whatever it is she finds objectionable she decided to keep her opinions to herself. She never refused to wear or do anything I asked. I'm beginning to realize that I have a natural here. I won't go so far as to say she's enjoying this. But I'm beginning to suspect that, enjoy it or not, she's getting turned on by the way I'm forcing her to display her charms in public.

Halfway through our shopping trip we stopped in the food court. I made certain that she was seated so that she was exposed to a table full of fifteen and sixteen year old boys sitting nearby. That was fun to watch.

Kara sat with her head down, blushing and sipping her drink. I watched discreetly as the first of the rowdy teens noticed that he could see Kara's shaved pussy. I saw him elbow one of his friends and in seconds all five of them were staring in quiet fascination at Kara's pussy. I really should have brought my camera. It was priceless.

I finished my drink and decided it was time for a little shoe shopping. I picked a shoe store with a good selection of heels and a lecherous looking old black guy for a clerk. I led Kara to a seat while I selected a couple of shoes that I thought would look sexy on her.

When I turned back to Kara I noticed that the teens from the food court were standing outside looking through the window. I ordered Kara to move to a different seat so that the boys would have a better view. I made it obvious what I was doing. I thought it might get interesting later, you never know.

The salesman came over and I showed him the shoes I had selected. I asked if he would mind measuring Kara for them.

It was readily apparent that he did not mind at all. He pulled up a stool and he gently took hold of Kara's ankle. He was guiding her foot toward his measuring device when he suddenly noticed the absence of anything between him and her pussy. No panties, no hair, nothing!

He came to a sudden stop and held her ankle with her legs slightly parted for the longest time. When he raised her leg I could see her pussy, even from my position standing slightly behind her! She was totally exposed and so thoroughly embarrassed that it was making my cock very hard. I doubt if I'm the only one having that reaction. The salesman and the five teens in the window must certainly be having the same problem!

The poor old guy finally managed to get her measurements, I mean her shoe size, and made his way back to the storeroom. He came back with an armful of shoe boxes and sat back down.

It had to be obvious to him that this was no accidental exposure. He's not an idiot. He glanced at me as he reached down and wrapped his fingers around Kara's ankle again in order to lift her foot and fit her with one of the shoes I selected.

I didn't say anything. I didn't have to. I smiled brightly and he took that, rightly, as encouragement.

Each time he touched her from that point on, his hands explored more of her long, shapely leg. He helped her into one pair of shoes after another. By the time he put the last pair of shoes on her, his fingers were straying as far as her upper thighs. His fingertips were so close to her pussy that if she had any hair there he would have been running his fingers through it!

I moved around to a position from which I could watch Kara's reactions more closely throughout the process. Her reaction fascinates me. Although she's obviously very embarrassed, she couldn't hide the fact that she's also getting very excited. By the time she tried on the last pair of shoes she looked as if she were on the verge of climaxing as the salesman's fingers flirted with her pussy.

The shoes he just put on her were the last pair and I guess he figured it was now or never. He has been allowed every liberty he has taken so far. He looked at me one more time and saw no indication that I disapproved. So he slowly and deliberately slid his large black middle finger into Kara's hot, wet pussy.

Her knuckles were white as she gripped the arm of the chair. I watched as she gasped loudly, then moaned and quivered, trying desperately to hide the fact that she was climaxing on the salesman's finger.

I felt so sorry for the salesman. He's probably hornier now than he has ever been in his life. I decided it really isn't fair to leave the old guy like that. So I made him an offer that I was sure he couldn't refuse. If he would give us the three pairs of shoes I selected, she would suck his cock behind the counter.

The salesman looked out through the windows at the front of the store. It's early now afternoon but traffic out in the mall is still surprisingly light. There just aren't a lot of people walking around out there. The salesman has been aware of teenage boys staring intently through the window since we came in. He apparently didn't care about them.

I guess he decided it was worth taking a chance. He boxed up the shoes and stood up. He grabbed Kara's hand and dragged her behind the counter. She gave me a last dirty look as the old guy pushed her to her knees. He pulled his cock out and placed the tip of it against her lips. She didn't resist as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust his hard cock into her mouth.

He almost didn't make it! He came in only a couple of minutes! I swear! It was very sudden. There was no indication that he was about to cum. Just all of a sudden I could see Kara choking on a mouthful of cum long before she expected it.

She struggled with the fruits of his orgasm for nearly as long as the entire sex act lasted! But finally the clerk ended her suffering. He sighed loudly, pulled his cock from her mouth and put it back in his pants.

He smiled at me and exclaimed, "God damn! She is one hell of a cocksucker! Mister, you can come back here any time you need more shoes for this gal!"

I don't think she actually did much more than take his cock into her mouth and grab his balls before he came. That's not really enough to judge the quality of her blowjobs. But he's happy and we have some free shoes, so what the hell.

He put the shoes in a bag. I grabbed the shoes and all the other bags I've been lugging around. I decided that we'd shopped enough for now. Might as well drive her home and see how the yard work is going. We walked out to the parking lot with those wide-eyed teenage boys following us all the way to the car.

I put the bags in the trunk and then I waved the boys over. I asked the tallest one if he would be a gentleman and hold the door for my girlfriend. I unlocked the doors with the key fob and watched as the youth opened the door for her. He held it open and watched closely as Kara slid into the car seat.

As she sat down her skirt slid up again, of course. Her moist slit was totally exposed. She didn't even bother to try to cover it. She let the boy get an eyeful as she brought her legs into the car, settled in the seat and fastened her seatbelt. I'm willing to bet that when the boy groaned just before he shut the car door he shot a load right in his pants!

I was aware of Kara studying me carefully as we drove away. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, wondering if she would say something about the things I'm making her do. I wished that she would. I'm curious to hear how she feels about all this. I don't think she's reacting the way I expected.

I realized, though, that she was unlikely to share her true feelings with me. Even if she is secretly getting a thrill from these bizarre behaviors I'm forcing on her, she must still despise me. I'd be the last person she'd open up to. But she just stared at me for a long time and then turned and looked out the window as I drove.

I was starting to think that she might be having a love-hate relationship going on here. It's obvious she hates what I'm doing to her and her husband, mostly to her. At the same time, she is constantly being aroused by circumstances that she finds offensive. She climaxed when I raped her. I think she even had an orgasm a few minutes ago with that shoe salesman! Maybe I need to ramp this up a little bit. See how far she can be pushed.

I continued to glance at her as I drove as traffic permitted. It was a few moments before I realized that her hand is resting over her crotch and it looks very much like her fingers are moving discreetly. I can't be positive, but it looked very much like she was slowly rubbing her newly denuded pussy! Could little Miss Kara, prim and proper naïve young housewife, be enjoying this that much?!!

I continued to watch her discreetly until we pulled up to the house and we unloaded the trunk. Glenn has been busy in our absence. The yard looks much better now.

We went inside to find that he's also been busy putting the house back together. My two new slaves are no longer squatters. They don't have to make it look like nobody lives here anymore. But then, they hadn't done a very good job of that.

We went upstairs and I dropped the bags on the bed just as Glenn was coming back into the bedroom from the shower. He came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He gawked at the new outfit Kara was wearing. I wasn't sure if he found it exciting or if he just couldn't believe she actually wore something that revealing in public.

I've been playing with, abusing and humiliating Kara all afternoon. I'm horny as hell and this looks like as good a time as any to take care of that. I figure if she really was fingering herself all the way home as I suspect, she'll be hot, wet and ready. I know a great way to find out.