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Acquisition
by Headhunter

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Acquisition 31/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter

After she fixed her family breakfast and kissed them goodbye at the front door,
Pam headed up to her bedroom to take a shower and grab a couple of hours of
sleep. She had already called the school director saying that she needed a "sick
day" due to a stomachache.

As the hot water washed the mud from her back and legs, Pam thought about the
anonymous cocks that had filled her pussy and mouth just a few hours earlier. It
had been so dark she hadn't been able to see the men attached to the hard
throbbing members. Just unknown penises spurting their cream into her. Pam
realized that she didn't care who was on the other end of those pleasure-giving
tubes of flesh. She just wanted more. She would tell 'Miss Bess' that today. She
was ready to experience all the things that she had denied herself for all of
these years. She pushed thoughts of Bill and her girls to the back of her mind
as her fingers played across her pussy. Her thighs quivered and stomach
fluttered as she began to strum her red clit. The housewife reached up and
turned the shower massage head onto pulse mode. Then she leaned back against the
wall of the shower and let the hot water pound in machine-gun spurts onto her
pussy, bringing her to a quick orgasm. Her ragged breath came in sharp gasps as
her quivering body slid down the side of the shower. As she sat under the water
and came back to consciousness, she looked down at her naked body. Her
red-tipped breasts were the first things she saw. "I am sexy," she thought as
her mind began to analyze her 'new' self.

"I am a sexual person," Pam thought, "In the past I felt as if my body was a
gift meant only for my husband. A gift I owed to my legally married spouse. But
he doesn't know how to use the gift. 'Miss Bess' has shown me that my body is a
wonderful thing, to be used and enjoyed. And I will use it however my owner
wants me too." The housewife had completely surrendered. Her neighbor had broken
the last barrier. Pam Henderson would willingly do whatever Bess wanted. And she
would enjoy it all. The training was complete! From shy, dowdy, conservative
housewife; to an owned possession- a slut, a fuck toy who men desired for her
body and wanton innocence- in 3 short months. A fuck toy that danced to the tune
of her sadistic and dominant neighbor.

Later that morning Pam was roused from a two-hour nap by the incessant ringing
of the bedside phone. She wondered why she awoke with her own finger in her
pussy. With her mind in the shadowy world between sleep and consciousness, she
realized that her dreams had been of countless cocks fucking her, one after
another.

"Hello," the housewife slurred after picking up the ringing phone. Her head was
still partially back in the dream with a multitude of spurting cocks.

"Pet, get up and get your ass over here. NOW!" The line went dead.

Pam felt a shudder run through her and she became instantly awake. "'Miss Bess'
must have something wonderful planned today," Pam thought as she pulled on
shorts and a tee- shirt for the short walk across the yards. The housewife
didn't bother with a bra, panties or shoes. She would be taking it all off in a
few moments anyway.

Walking out of her back door, Pam enjoyed the feel of her bouncing tits under
the rough material of the tee shirt. Her nipples were hard and made little
points in the fabric. Not surprisingly, Mr. Odom and the other old men were
working around Bess' house in the garden. "With all the yard work the men had
done at Bess' house over the past few days, Bess would probably win "Yard of the
Month", in the subdivision," Pam wryly thought. When the old men saw Mrs.
Henderson approaching, they wasted no time scampering to the privacy enclosure.
They didn't want to miss seeing their voluptuous neighbor naked.

"Hello, Mrs. Henderson," Clyde Odom sneered in his raspy superior voice. "Taking
a day off from the kiddies?"

The presence of the men no longer bothered Pam. In fact with her new attitude,
she would be happy to display herself for them. "Give the old goats big
hardons," Pam thought, "It would serve them right."

"Well, I see that you men are working hard."

"You bet, I'll trim a bush any time I can get to look at yours. Let's see your
goodies."

Pam thought to herself, "Miss Bess is right, men would do anything for a little
pussy."

"OK boys, time to see what you have been working for," Pam laughed and, grasping
the bottom of her tee shirt with both hands, pulled it up and over her head in a
fluid motion. Her breasts, now unconfined, bounded and swung enticingly for the
men. Getting into the exhibitionism of the moment, Pam even shook her shoulders,
purposefully causing her beautiful mature tits to jiggle and bounce against each
other. Then the housewife laced her hands in front of her body, squeezing her
breasts together and creating a deep, exciting cleavage. The housewife was
learning very quickly how to use her assets to their fullest.

"Shit, would you look at that!" one of the old men exclaimed.

Pam giggled, "Want to see more, boys?"

A chorus of "Yeah, take it off. Let's see your ass." immediately erupted from
the old men.

Pam turned sideways, displaying her shapely profile to the men. Her breasts had
very little sag as a result of Bess' workouts. In fact, it was the large mass of
Pam's tit flesh that caused gravity to pull them down rather than looseness or
weakness. Her stomach was now flat with only the hint of roundness below her
navel. Pam slowly bent at the waist. She was now in the classic pin-up pose.
Pam's calves and the back of her thighs were pulled tight. With her torso
parallel to the concrete patio the housewife's red tipped tits hung towards the
ground, full, round and beautiful. Pam placed her hands on the elastic waistband
of her shorts and began wiggling her hips and pushing the shorts over her
flaring hips. Her legs pumped, ass churned and tits swung. Teasingly her ass and
pussy came into view.

Clyde Odom came in his pants.

Bess watched the show from the back door. "Christ," she thought, "Pam makes me
want to fuck her." Bess smiled, "This is even more than I hoped for."

Bess picked up the dildo and K-Y jelly from the hall table and walked out the
door onto the patio steps. "Pet, it looks like you have lost your shyness, so
hop up on the picnic table and really give them a show." Pam was startled at the
new voice- along with the men, who were completely engrossed by the now
completely naked housewife. They looked up and saw Bess, with a cruel smile on
her face, stepping onto the patio.

Bess walked over to the table and placed 'Mr. Friendly' and the jelly on the
closest corner. Pam blushed and the men stood with their mouths open. But the
housewife didn't hesitate. Without saying a word, Pam crawled up onto the table,
flashing her ass at the men before sitting cross-legged in the middle of the
table top.

Bess and the men crowded around the table. They all could see the wetness
forming in the crease of Pam's genitals. "Boys, Mrs. Henderson has become one
hot little slut! Haven't you Pet?"

With her eyes downcast, but without reservation Pam replied "Yes, Miss Bess."

"Fuck yourself, Pet. Fuck yourself for these men."

And she did!

The dildo was quickly smeared with clear lubricant and its rubber tip nestled
between the outer folds of Pam's cunt. The housewife laid back on the table and
allowed her legs to fall off each side. She was spread open for her audience.
Pam looked up at the blue morning sky, she felt no shame or fear, she only felt
the desire to please Bess and fill her cunt until she had a glorious orgasm. The
presence of the men and being outside in the bright morning sunlight didn't
matter. Surprisingly, the audience made her pleasure even greater. Pam pursed
her lips and hissed "AHHHH" as she slid the fake phallus deep into herself. It
fairly leapt into her accommodating pussy.

Pam stroked lazily in and out with the dildo, her delicate hand gripping the
blunt end firmly. As her vagina became used to the movement and the friction on
her fuck channel walls built, she began to thrust more rapidly with deeper
strokes.

"Jeez, look at her go!"

"God, she's doing it! She's fucking herself."

The men crowded around the spread legs of the housewife, their heads inching
forward, so close that Pam could feel their ragged breath on her thighs and
closely cropped pubic hair.

As she built towards an orgasm, she began pumping her hips off the table to meet
every thrust of the cock. The men had all fished their cocks out of their pants
and were stroking their ancient cocks in time with the masturbating housewife.

Pam thrust her hips one last time. Her hands fell to her sides grabbing the edge
of the table, her ass completely off the table, the dildo three fourths buried
in her sweet pussy.

Pam screamed out her orgasm while weak pulses of cum dripped from the men's
cocks onto the patio.

"I ain't never been so close to a fine looking bitch like this playing with
herself," one of the men exclaimed.

Bess smiled and helped a recovering Pam off the table. She withdrew the dildo
and with her arm around her Pet, led her into the house.

Bess tossed a comment back over her shoulder to the men, "Put your pricks back
in your pants and finish up my gardens. And don't forget to clean up the mess
you made on the patio." Then the two women disappeared into the house, leaving a
grinning trio of old men to their work.

Forty-five minutes later Pam was dressed in one of her short skirts and white
blouse, with high heels and a ring that said "Pet" on her finger. Nothing more.
The two women were walking into the shopping mall. "We need to get you something
for a party on Friday night," Bess explained. "Bill will be out of town, right?"

"Yes Miss Bess."

"Good, I want to show off my Pet."

Pam's stomach did flip-flops and her groin tightened; she couldn't wait until
Friday. But she knew better than to ask Bess about the party. Bess would tell
her when she was ready. Pam knew that Bess liked to tease her 'Pet'. "This
teasing is worse than being spanked with the paddle," Pam thought. "Actually, I
like the paddle," Pam thought with a small grin.

As Bess steered Pam into an elegant dress shop she asked, "Have you been taking
your birth control pills and vitamins?"

"Yes, Miss Bess."

"Following your diet?"

"Yes, Miss Bess"

"Good, what is your current dress size?"

"8 to 10, Miss Bess."

"Well I think you can squeeze into an 8,and in a couple of more weeks you might
make a 6-8."

"Miss Bess, it's my chest...I mean my tits ... and my hips."

"Well I don't mind big tits and big hips as long as your stomach and ass aren't
fat."

"Yes Miss Bess, I'll work harder on that."

"Good, now lets find you a sexy elegant dress."

An hour later with a dress bag in-hand the two women entered a shoe store.

Bess hadn't been able to expose Bess at the dress store, but as a handsome young
shoe clerk ushered the women to a group of chairs, she decided to have some fun.

"Young man, we want some high heels to match this dress," Bess said, opening the
bag and showing him the dark blue material.

"I think I have something," he replied with a dazzling smile.

"Not for me, for her," Bess said. "And you better measure her feet, she has lost
some weight lately and her size may have changed."

Pam blushed at Bess' comment. The young clerk with the name tag "Lance" on his
shirt settled in front of Pam on a low stool and gently took hold of her right
foot.

"Lance?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Doesn't she have beautiful feet?"

"Why yes, she does."

"How old are you, Lance?"

"Why, I'm 24. I hope to be store manager in a few years."

"Such a nice young man. You must be aggressive, a real go-getter to be
management material at such a young age."

"Yes ma'am. I won't let anything stand in my way."

"Lance, look at my friend's legs. Aren't they nice as well?"

"Yes, beautiful," and the young man ran his hand onto Pam's ankle and lower
calf.

Pam's breath was coming in short bursts. She tried to hide her growing
excitement.

Lance finally let go of Pam's lower leg and took her foot measurement.

"Let me see what I can find in a 9b midnight blue."

"Good Lance, you do that. We'll just sit here and watch you," Bess drawled with
emphasis on 'watch'.

As Lance turned away Bess leaned over and whispered in Pam's ear, "Pet, such a
handsome young man, I'll bet he has a nice big strong cock. Let's find out, OK?"

Pam gasped, but felt her nipples harden making points on her shirt.

"Miss Bess, I bring the girls to this shoe store."

"Pet, that's OK. Think of the great service and discounts you'll get when Lance
becomes manager. Just do what I say. UNDERSTAND!"

"Yes, Miss Bess."

Bess reached over and folded Pam's short skirt back on itself exposing most of
the housewife's thighs. Pam had kept her legs locked together since she wasn't
wearing panties, but Bess wormed her hand between Pam's knees, separating them
about an inch. Pam continued to squeeze her legs together until Bess said,
"Leave your legs that far apart, he won't be able to see much."

Bess removed her hand and glanced around the empty store. She spied Lance
returning with three shoe boxes.

Pam looked at the floor, hard nipples and a rapidly moistening pussy belied her
embarrassment.

Lance entered her vision and sat, placing the shoeboxes next to Pam.

"Lance, I'll bet you didn't know that my friend is 38 years old. She could
almost be your mother. Have you seen nicer looking legs on anybody's mother?"

Lance visibly gulped, "No, these legs are nicer than most of the young women I
date."

Pam couldn't help but feel a burst of pride. Bess, never wanting to miss an
opportunity added, "Did you hear that? I told you that you had great legs! Let's
make sure we have the right shoes to show them off. Lance, lets try the first
pair. Please put them on for her."

Lance was only too happy to get a chance to hold Pam's skin in his hands again.
Gently lifting her leg with his hand under her calf he opened the first shoe box
and pulled out a blue pump with a moderate heel. As he lifted the leg further to
place the foot into the shoe, he swore that he could catch a brief glimpse of
skin at the woman's crotch.

Bess leaned forward and, placing her hand on Pam's other knee, said, "Oh No,
Lance. That shoe is something that an old lady would wear. We need more heel and
an open shoe with only straps holding it on." As Bess rocked back into her seat
she pulled on Pam's knee, widening the distance between the housewife's legs.

Now Lance was sure that he could see the flesh between the woman's legs. She
wasn't wearing any panties. Lance had been flashed before while waiting on a
customer. But always in the past it was a quick glimpse, and never by a
beautiful blond like this lady. Usually it was some old fat broad or skinny
pimple-faced teenager. And this was not a quick glimpse, he was staring right
between the legs of this lady and there was no attempt to hide herself. From
where he sat this was one fine looking pussy staring him in the face.

He opened the next box and pulled out another shoe. This had a higher heel, but
was still an enclosed shoe. He slipped it on the foot in front of him and
noticed that the shapely leg was trembling slightly.

"I can't see the shoes well enough," Bess exclaimed, "Your skirt is in the way."
That could hardly be the truth, Pam's skirt was already above mid thigh. But
Bess had her excuse. She reached over into Pam's lap and simply pulled the hem
of the skirt all the way up to her Pet's waist. The housewife was fully exposed.
Pam trembled and closed her eyes. The young man's mouth hung open as he stared
at the pussy that was now revealed in the garish fluorescent light of the store.
Bess gave both Pam and Lance a change to catch their breaths then leaning
forward again she placed a hand on each of Pam's thighs. Bess couldn't believe
how hot the flesh beneath her fingers was. Tiring of the game Bess simply pried
Pam's legs apart opening the housewife's cunt to the view of anyone who happened
to walk past. Lance could now see not only the triangle of pubic hair but also
Pam's inner pussy lips that were engorged and poking out of her clam shaped
outer labia. The red bud clit was also peeking into view.

Bess leaned forward and whispered, "Nice pussy, huh Lance?"

Both Pam and Lance groaned.

"Those shoes still aren't good enough. Do better, Lance, and you'll get a
special treat," Bess teased.

Lance's hands visibly shook as he removed the shoe. He had difficulty getting
the last box open. He slipped it on Pam's foot. It was open toed with straps
that need to be buckled. He did so with trembling fingers, his eyes unable to
look away from the pulsing pussy, scant inches from his face.

As he finished with the buckle Bess leaned forward once again and placed her
hand over the young man's. Slowly she drew his hand up Pam's leg... to her
knee... to mid thigh. Then she slowly guided the hand to Pam's inner thigh and
up a few more inches so Lance's finger tips were almost touching the tender
mound of flesh between Pam's legs.

"Isn't it nice having a handsome stranger touching you, Pet?"

"Yes, Miss Bess," was the hissed reply.

Bess leaned over and, without disturbing the tableau, whispered something in
Pam's ear so Lance couldn't hear. Then she leaned back and smiled an evil
grin... Waiting.

Struggling to get the words out. Pam spoke in a soft voice. "If you unzip your
pants and show us your cock... you can put your finger inside of me."

Bess giggled as Lance's face reddened. But he quickly glanced around the store
to see if any other customers had entered. The store was empty. Traffic in the
store didn't pick up until noon and they were seated at the back of the store
facing away from the door. Several rows of chairs and a shoe display were
between them and the wide open mall storefront. An occasional shopper passed the
opening.

"Go on, Lance, don't you want to feel her beautiful pussy? I can promise you
it's real wet and warm, just show us your cock. I'm sure it's nice and hard
after looking at her cunt. Go on, unzip. Let us see what you are packing."

Lance glanced around, assessing the danger. Seeing none and wanting to feel this
beautiful older lady's pussy, he used his free hand to struggle with the zipper.
But he did have a hard-on, and sitting on the low stool made it impossible to
get the zipper down. Finally he muttered "what the hell," and slipped off the
stool onto his knees. Kneeling, he was still hidden behind the chairs but now he
could straighten out his zipper and get it down. The sound of the zipper teeth
made an audible sound in the quiet store. The only other noise was Pam's and
Lance's heavy breathing. There was the occasional noise from the mall. A child
crying or shopper hurrying past, but that only made the situation more exciting
for Bess.

Lance reached into his open fly and struggled to get his hard cock out of his
underpants and through the opening. He finally managed it and with pride he let
go of the hard flesh, feeling the cool store air blow across his penis.

"Oh my, Lance. That sure is a nice one. So long and hard," praised Bess. "Tell
him how nice his cock is, Pet."

"You have a nice cock," Pam mumbled, her pussy now wet from shame, excitement
and- upon seeing the cock- lust.

"OK Lance, you did your part, slip a finger or two into her. In fact, if you go
nice and slow you can probably get three or four fingers into that wet cunt. Go
on give it a try."

Pam closed her eyes and waited. "I'm so wet," the housewife thought, "I hope he
is gentle and I can cum."

Bess, reading Pam's mind, said, "Pet, no orgasms until I tell you, UNDERSTAND?"

Lance's index finger ran between her puffy labia.

"Yesssss, Missss Besssss," Pam hissed, and she slid down in the leather chair at
just the right time to capture the young stranger's finger in her cunt up to the
second knuckle.

Lance, surprised by her movement, began to slowly worm his finger in and out.
His cock was getting even harder if that was possible.

He was surprised when the skinny lady reached down and hefted his cock. Her hand
was cool and hard as it squeezed his hot member.

Lance looked around the store once more then placed his middle finger next to
his index and pushed both into the very wet cunt.

Sliding down on the chair had caused the back of Pam's skirt to ride up past her
ass. The housewife was completely naked from the waist down, except for one
shoe.

"Try three fingers Lance," Bess suggested as she began to pull firmly on the
hard cock in her hand.

Pam moaned and Lance obediently made a triangle with his index, middle and ring
finger. The three digits easily slid back into Pam.

"You're such a slut, Pet, your pussy is sweet, but with all the recent activity
you must be as loose as a $20 whore. Go ahead, put your pinky in her too,
Lance." Bess squeezed hard on his cock, making him gasp.

Lance folded the four fingers together and found that he could get all the
fingers in. The tight ring of her cunt prevented his hand slipping in past his
knuckles, but his thumb was now bumping against Pam's clit. Lance's hand was
soaked with Pam's juice.

"Don't cum until I tell you, Pet."

Pam's breath came in loud gasps and her hips were thrusting up off the chair.

Bess reached over and pulled Lance's hand from Pam's pussy. The housewife let
out a plaintive cry of protest. "Nooooo, Please, I...."

Bess stood up, and since she had a firm grasp on Lance's throbbing member he was
forced to rise with her.

"Shut her up, Lance," and Bess pulled Lance by the cock next to Pam's head. She
grabbed Pam's nose between the fingers of her free hand and guided the cock to
Pam's open gasping mouth. Pam continued to moan loudly.

"Stick your cock in her mouth and shut her up." Lance didn't even care about who
might come into the store. He grabbed a handful of blonde hair and thrust
himself into the open mouth of the beautiful middle-aged lady.

Pam did what she had been trained to do. Despite the need for her own orgasm she
began to suck the strange cock, using all the tricks that she had been taught.

Bess stood back and watched the scene. She laughed to herself, "Pam will do
whatever I want now. I think it's time I teach her how to lick pussy. She will
hate it, but having her eat me will be the final act of her subservience.
Besides, I can never get men to go down on me, Pam will be a good substitute."

Bess noticed that Lance's thrusts into Pam's mouth were becoming more frantic
and she saw his ass tighten. "He's about to cum," she thought.

"Swallow his sperm, Pet."

Hearing that, Lance went over the edge and began pumping jet after jet of
youthful jism in the greedily sucking mouth. When Bess saw that Lance had
finished dropping his load into the willing mouth of her neighbor she said, "Cum
Pet, Cum for me NOW!"

Pam came! Yes she did! With nothing in her cunt, with no stimulation except the
softening cock in her mouth, Pam had a blinding orgasm. Simply because she had
been toyed with and shamed. Simply because Bess had ordered it. Simply because
the housewife needed it.

Both Pam and Lance stood still, recovering. Lance's soft cock slipped from Pam's
mouth with a pop. He stood with his pink worm hanging out of his trousers. Pam
sat, skirt around her waist, a wet spot on her blouse where a drop of jism had
escaped her mouth. Both were breathing hard.

The automatic door bell bonged, announcing the arrival of a fat woman with three
toddlers in tow.





Acquisition 32/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter

Pam and Bess escaped the shoe store, leaving poor Lance breathing hard and
struggling to get his prick back into his pants. Bess simply picked up the last
pair of shoes Pam had tried on and carried them out of the store. As she waved
at a flustered Lance, indicating that she was simply taking the shoes with her,
she turned to look at a flushed Pam who was hurrying away from her embarrassment
as quickly as possible. Bess laughed out loud when she noticed that Pam's short
skirt was still creased and bunched at the back because of sliding down and
sitting on it when Lance fingered her. The twin bottom halves of her ass were
still exposed as the housewife hurried down the mall corridor. Pam was so
flustered that she didn't realize her exposure. Several men gawked at her but
Pam was oblivious and only wanted to get away.

Bess laughed again, loudly. The laughter finally made Pam stop and wait for her
owner to catch up.

"Miss Bess, what is so funny?"

Bess didn't want to let Pam in on the secret of her inadvertent flashing. She
rather enjoyed Pam unknowingly "mooning" the entire mall. As an excuse Bess
replied happily "See Pet, a two minute blow job and you have yourself a..." Bess
checked the tag on the high heeled shoes,"...a... $59 pair of sexy shoes. Not
bad for playing with a handsome man. And letting him play with you! I think you
rather enjoyed it, anyway."

Pam didn't reply but hung her head and continued hurrying out of the mall. Her
jiggling ass flesh attracted comments and stares all the way down the long,
store-lined hallway.

Once back at Bess', with the dress and shoes put away in 'Pam's room', the two
women stripped and had time for a workout prior to picking up Pam's kids from
school. During the workout Bess made sure to rub her hairy pussy on Pam's legs
and arms. She also kept her ass and crotch in Pam's face as much as possible. Of
course this activity was disguised as helping Pam with exercise form or adding
weight to the equipment. But by the time the one-hour workout was over, Pam had
spent the majority of the time with the pungent odor of Bess' cunt in her face.

The women showered together. Bess made extra efforts to stroke and excite Pam as
they soaped, rinsed and dried each other. Finally, looking at the clock and
seeing that there was still almost an hour before they had to pick up the girls,
Bess flopped back on her bed and called the now horny housewife to come and sit
with her. Pam hung up the towel she was using to dry her hair and settled onto
the bed next to her owner. Bess shifted her position and spread her legs widely.

"Pet, you look beautiful because of me. I know that you are happy and fulfilled.
I have taken the time to teach you to be very sexy. In short, you owe everything
to me. We give each other a lot of pleasure with 'Mr. Friendly', but I want more
from you and frankly, you owe me. But most important, you want to please me-
don't you, Pet?"

Not knowing where the one-sided conversation was going, the housewife eagerly
responded, "Yes Miss Bess, I want to please you. What can I do?"

Not wanting push Pam too fast, Bess said, "Please get the dildo and I'll show
you."

Pam bounded off the bed and ran to her room. Bess enjoyed watching the big red
tipped tits bounce as her neighbor ran. Bess frowned as Pam re-entered the room.
"Her nipples are fading or at least getting darker. I'll need to give her
another dye job," Bess thought, "Maybe I can expand on it this time." This
thought made Bess smile. Pam was back moments later holding the rubber cock
almost reverently and she smiled happily back at the grinning and plotting Bess.
Pam also carried the tube of lubricant.

The housewife sat back on the bed, this time between Bess' outstretched legs.
Bess had shifted her position, making between her legs the only place Pam could
sit. "You won't need the K-Y Jelly Pet, I have something else in mind."

Pam looked quizzically at the smiling younger woman, Bess was always very
careful to heavily lube the dildo or anything else the two women stuck in their
cunts or assholes.

"I don't understand, Miss Bess."

"I want you to moisten the dildo with your mouth, Pet, then gently use it on
me."

Pam smiled, she had the chance to give Bess an orgasm with 'Mr. Friendly', and
that always made her feel like she was giving something to her neighbor.

Pam took the tip of the rubber cock into her mouth and made sure to cover it
well with her saliva.

"You like sucking cock, don't you Pet"

"Ummm"

"Yes, you're a natural cock sucker Pet. Did Lance at the shoe store have good
tasting cum?"

"Ummmm"

"Yeah a young virile boy like that, I'll bet a cock sucking slut like you would
like to drink cum all day wouldn't you."

Pam was squirming on the bed now as Bess' name calling caused her to close her
eyes and think about the salty taste of the jism she had swallowed earlier in
the day.

Pam pulled the dildo from her mouth and hissed, "God yesssss, I love to suck
cock, I wish I had one right now to suck and make squirt."

Bess laughed, "I'll bet you do Pet. But right now I want you to use your hand to
gently open my pussy and slowly slip the dildo into me. After all, I deserve
some fun too."

Pam leaned down, her face only a foot from Bess' groin and brushed the heavy
public hair away from her neighbor's skinny slit.

"You know how little I am Pet, be gentle."

"Yes, Miss Bess."

Pam gently separated the tight, thin labia and located the small opening of her
neighbor's vagina. Placing the spit moistened rounded end of "Mr. Friendly" on
the exposed pink flesh Pam pressured the blunt end into the opening a fraction
of an inch."

"AHHHH," Bess moaned. "That's it, go nice and slow Pet."

After a few minutes of gentle pressure Pam had worked about three inches of
rubber into Bess.

"Pet the sides of the dildo feel a little dry, lick around the sides to wet it
more."

Pam leaned forward and realized that her tongue would probably come in contact
with Bess' pussy as she licked the sides of the dildo. The housewife stopped.
She had told Bess how she felt about this, she wasn't a lesbian after all.

"Pet, you owe me, now lick the dildo."

Still no reaction from the hesitant Pam.

"Do it now, OR ELSE!"

Bess' tone broke Pam's reservation and wanting to comply with her owner's wishes
the housewife leaned forward and began to run her small pink tongue around the
cylinder. She tried to avoid touching Bess's pussy but occasionally her tongue
touched the ring of labia that clung to the sides of the rubber. Bess rocked her
pelvis in mock sexual pleasure and managed to push her hairy vulva against Pam's
face.

"OHH, that's nice Pet. Do that some more."

Now Pam's nose was buried in the skinny athlete's pubic hair. She tried to keep
her tongue on the dildo but Bess reached down and grabbed Pam's head, humping
her groin into the housewife's face.

"See Pet, don't I taste good? This really gives me pleasure, keep licking."

Pam was mortified at the position that Bess had manipulated her into once again,
but here she was with her face buried between a woman's legs and this was what
Bess wanted. She tried to lick only the dildo but pussy flesh enveloped her
face. Plus her own cunt was wet and the stimulation of the day had her on the
edge.

Bess used one hand to hold Pam's head against her groin. With her other hand she
reached between her legs and with some effort managed to pull the dildo out and
past Pam's head. Then she forced the dyed blonde head back between her legs and
squeezed her thighs, imprisoning the pretty face of the wife and mother in her
pubic hair.

"Lick me Pet." Pam tried to pull back. Bess squeezed her strong legs harder,
"You owe me. Do what I tell you. EAT ME YOU SLUT!"

Pam gave up and allowed her face to smash against Bess' cunt. She tentatively
licked the soft flesh.

"That's right Pet, eating pussy is even easier that sucking cock. Now stick that
tongue in me as deep as you can. I want to feel you licking my insides."

Over the next 10 minutes the completely surrendered housewife learned how, where
and when to suck, nibble, lick and eat the cunt that at this moment was the only
thing she could see or feel. But she learned her lesson well and was rewarded
with the tangy taste of female ejaculate and a face covered with the shiny
juices of the person she had given herself to, body and soul.

Pam now knew that whenever Bess asked, she would open her legs, mouth and body
to whomever Bess wanted. And the knowledge that she was so controlled, owned
made her feel complete and safe. She was free to be a receptacle to whomever
Bess wanted. Not only a receptacle of cum and sex play, but of slavish devotion
and total control.

The remainder of the week went routinely for Pam, if you could call letting
three old men masturbate over your naked body while lying on a concrete patio,
and eating Bess' pussy until your jaw was aching as routine. But of course for
Pam this was her routine. She was a plaything for Bess. She had gotten good at
thrusting her tongue into Bess' sex channel and sucking the nub of a clit
between her lips. Bess absolutely lost control and went over the edge when she
had her Pet quickly flick her tongue over her clit, then lick in broad stokes
the length of her pussy, while ordering Pam to insert a finger deep into her
asshole.

The Ben Wa balls and anal plug had also reappeared and Pam enjoyed the feeling
of fullness and the non stop stimulation they provided 24 hours a day. Pam had
resorted to getting up during the night and playing with herself in the
bathroom, then masturbating again after her family had left in the morning. Pam
even found herself absent-mindedly rubbing her crotch and breasts as she drove
around town during the day. Thoughts of sex were her constant companion now.

The basement exercise workouts continued and Bess even savagely fucked Pam in
her private room with the strap-on cock one afternoon. It seems the more brutal
Bess was ramming the dildo into the helpless housewife the more she responded.

Bess arranged an overnight sitter for the girls. And the two neighbors made
plans for a 'girls night out' on the evening Bill would be on his business trip.

The morning of his trip Bill kissed Pam goodbye, suitcase in hand. He would be
leaving directly from his office after lunch and not return for two days. Bess
had arranged for the sitter to pick up Pam's girls after school and stay with
them until the next afternoon. Pam checked the refrigerator one last time. She
made sure that all of the food that Bess had ordered her to have for the girls
was there. She left the house and went to work. After work she knew that she was
to report immediately to Bess' house to "prepare for the evening", as Bess
called it.

*****

Pam rushed home from school. After dropping her school bag, she immediately ran
across the yards to Bess' house. She didn't need to take any personal items with
her. She had a set of hygiene products in Bess' spare bath and of course plenty
of clothes. However, the clothes at Bess' were not at all like the ones in the
closet she shared with her husband.

She knew that Bess had something special planned for the evening and she
couldn't wait to get dressed in her new gown and shoes. She loved the idea of
transforming herself into the beautiful elegant woman that Bess had helped her
become. Not the mundane, boring housewife, mother and teacher the rest of the
world saw in her. Her stomach was fluttering excitedly at the prospect of a
"night out" with Bess.

The ever present Mr. Odom was standing in his own backyard and scurried over to
the fenced enclosure when he saw Pam literally skipping across the grass.

"Hello, Mrs. Henderson," he called out, "What's going on today?"

"Miss Bess and I have plans today, Mr. Odom."

"I'll bet you do. I saw your husband leave this morning with a suitcase. Will he
be out of town long?" Pam didn't respond. Odom continued, "If he just knew how
his wife behaved while he was away... but I guess what he doesn't know won't
hurt him, huh?"

Pam felt a small stab of guilt. She had been deceiving Bill so much lately. But
the guilt was replaced by anger at Mr. Odom. "Don't you have anything better to
do than spy on people?" Pam responded with a flash of fire in her voice.

Odom didn't answer right away. He simply gave Pam an evil smile and watched as
she began to unbutton her dress. "She looks beautiful with her face flushed," he
thought to himself.

"Someday you will thank me, Mrs. Henderson. Not only for keeping your secret,
but for being an observant neighbor."

The dress was on the hook and Odom's eyes sparkled in anticipation as Pam
reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. She had found that she couldn't go
without underclothes at school and Bess had relented and allowed her to start
wearing panties and a bra to school. Being naked under her dresses just wasn't
practical when working with preschoolers, with their little hands always
grabbing at you. But of course with the Ben Wa balls and butt plug in place, Pam
still had constant sexual stimulation even when she worked.

Pam huffed as her tits were exposed to the gawking gray-haired pervert.

"Where are your fellow dirty old men, Mr. Odom? Have they gotten bored looking
at me naked?"

"We never get tired of looking or playing, Mrs. Henderson. They are both busy
today at a civil service retirement luncheon. They both worked for the city, you
know. But they will be here tomorrow. I hope Bess lets us play some cards
tomorrow, maybe you would be willing to sweeten the pot?" Under his breath, Odom
made an additional silly comment about her 'sweet honey pot'. Pam let the
comment pass and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties.

"Well, go ahead and get your jollys now, Mr. Odom. I think I'll be busy
tomorrow." With a flourish, the housewife pushed her panties to her feet.

Odom enjoyed the way her breasts hung and swung as she bent, as much as seeing
her neatly trimmed bush come into view. The sight of this luscious housewife
never failed to stir his wizened prick. He smiled to himself. Life was funny,
standing outside looking at this beautiful naked woman was a whole lot better
than sitting inside listening to his hag of a wife bitch at him. Odom sighed.
Mrs. Henderson didn't realize that she had become the most important thing in
his boring life. Despite the way they gave each other a hard time, Odom would
not ever jeopardize these opportunities to enjoy looking, touching and being
with the housewife. Whatever her reason for doing this, she was the most
exciting person in Clyde's life. He would take care of Pam as best he could. He
didn't want to spend the rest of his days until he died having the harpy that
lived with him as his only female companionship.

The back door banged open as Pam and Odom stared hard at each other. Odom
smiling wickedly and Pam, hands on her hips, looked back defiantly, even as she
thrust her tits towards the old man.

"Pet, get in here, we have work to do." Turning to Mr. Odom, Bess said, "Sorry
Clyde, no time for fun and games today. Maybe sometime later this weekend." Pam
gave Clyde a satisfied smile as if to say, "See, my Miss Bess will put you in
your place." Then she flounced up the stairs giving the old man a view of her
exaggerated ass swing.

As the two women disappeared inside, Clyde thought to himself, "That's OK, Mrs.
Henderson. I don't mind you acting smug, as long as you keep giving me great ass
shots like that."

Inside the house, Bess said, "Well Pet, we have a lot of work to do before we go
out tonight. First let's head to your room; I have some sewing that I want you
to do. Then a good hot bath before we go to the beauty salon for a nice
makeover."

The two women walked up the stairs. Bess first, clothed in shorts and tee-shirt,
with the naked housewife following like a little puppy, the Ben Wa balls rolling
easily in her now greasy cunt. Stripping in front of that nasty old man always
made her wet, although Pam didn't really understand why.

Bess had Pam's new evening dress laid out on the bed along with scissors, a box
of straight pins, sewing needle and a small spool of thread that matched the
dress. Pointing to the items, Bess spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. "We need to
make just a few alterations to your dress, Pet. I'll show you where, then you-
you're so talented with little domestic chores like this- you can do the
sewing."

Pam gulped, she thought that the dress had looked beautiful on her in the store,
but she knew better than to argue. She simply responded, "Yes, Miss Bess."

Bess quickly placed pins on the neckline and back of the dress. Then she took
the scissors and, finding the slit in the side of the dress, proceeded to extend
the opening. It seemed to Pam that Bess had made a rather long cut, but without
trying it on there would be no way to tell. In the store, the ankle-length dress
had opened to just below the knee. The cut that Bess had made would open the
side of the dress to at least mid-thigh, maybe higher. Pam gulped again.

"Pet, you make the necessary cuts to move the neck and back line to where I
placed the pins. Then hem the rough edges. Don't forget the leg opening I just
cut as well. I want you to do a good job. After all, I don't want to be seen in
public with you if you have any loose threads hanging."

Bess left the room, saying, "I'll be back in a few minutes. I have an errand to
run." As Pam worked on the dress, she heard Bess' car start, then pull out of
the driveway. Pam worked intently and was soon engrossed in sewing the silky
material. She had to be careful, working with this fine silk material was not
like sewing the girls' cotton dresses or patching Bill's work pants.

She was just finishing up the dress when she heard Bess' car return. "Damn," Pam
thought to herself, "I had hoped to try on the dress before Bess got back." She
had the feeling that Bess wouldn't let her put on the dress until it was too
late to make any further alterations. She was unsure how the neckline would look
on her without adjusting the spaghetti thin shoulder straps.

"Pet, Pet," Bess called from downstairs, "Come down to the basement. I have
something I want to do and I don't want to chance making a mess upstairs."

Pam laid the dress on the bed and headed down. She found Bess waiting in the
basement with a small bag.

"Pet, lay back on the weight lifting bench. I need to touch you up."

Pam immediately complied, but asked, "What do you mean 'touch me up', Miss
Bess?"

"I noticed that your nipples were getting a little dark. I thought that the dye
would last longer, but maybe your tits have just been getting too much of a
workout lately." Bess laughed at her own joke and Pam blushed. "Anyway, I don't
want them to become the ugly brown like they used to be. You like your pretty
red nipples, don't you?"

"Yes, Miss Bess."

"God! I'm getting sick of 'Yes Miss Bess, Yes Miss Bess'," an exasperated Bess
griped, "Why don't you get creative, say something like 'please Miss Bess make
my nipples big and red so everyone can enjoy them'."

"Yes, Miss Bess..."

"You stupid cunt, all you are good for is to follow orders and look like a sex
toy. I own you Pet, but for God's sake, make it a little interesting for me!"

Bess' tirade had reduced Pam to tears. "I'm sorry... I try to do everything you
want...I...I..."

Bess stood over the naked quivering flesh and felt a moment of sympathy for her
neighbor. She placed her arm around Pam's sobbing shoulders. "That's all right,
Pet. I need to remember that you really aren't capable of doing much unless I
instruct you. I just get tired sometimes, having to think for both of us. Stop
crying, I love you Pet. Just lay back and let me make you even more beautiful."

The tears stopped and Pam smiled lovingly at Bess as she laid back, opening her
body to her younger neighbor.

Bess smiled back reassuringly and thought, "Jesus, it's like the more I take
control the dumber she gets. Well, I guess I'll make her a fucking idiot then."
Bess laughed out loud at her own joke, "A fucking idiot," she mused. To reassure
Pam, she said in a calm but authoritative voice, "There now Pet, you just do as
I ask and everything will be all right. I'll take care of you like always. You
just keep making me happy."

"Yes, Miss Bess."

Bess rolled her eyes. She had to remind herself that Pam was her creation. Bess
also realized that part of her short fuse was probably anxiety about the night
that she had planned for the two of them.

Bess took out the jar of carpet dye that she had used on Pam before and a small
art paint brush. She leaned over Pam and carefully applied the bright red dye to
Pam's nipples.

"I thought this would be better than the nipple dip I did last time. Just don't
move or wiggle your boobs; the dye has to stay there for a few minutes."

"Miss Bess, it burns something awful."

"Don't you dare move, Pet, or we will stay home tonight and I'll spend the
evening paddling your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week."

Pam gritted her teeth against the burning on her tits. "God," she thought to
herself, "this is torture." It was a form a torture, and like most of the
torture Pam had endured recently she couldn't understand why the pain on her
nipples caused her pussy to get wet.

Bess knelt down between Pam's legs and ran a finger up and down Pam's slick
slit.

She grinned across the naked body at the grimacing housewife. "Wet already, Pet?
You're such a slut." Bess slipped a finger into Pam and was rewarded by the
housewife's little stiff red bud peeking out from behind it's hood.

"AHH, there you are," Bess exclaimed as she gently touch the dye covered brush
to the nub of nerves.

Pam cried out in burning pain.

Bess shushed her and reminded her not to move. Bess withdrew her finger from the
wet, warm orifice. That was one of the things she loved most about Pam. Her
pussy was a little piece of heaven on earth; it felt like wet velvet when it
wrapped itself around a finger or a tongue or a cock.

Well, now that Pam had a "touch-up paint-job" Bess decided to see if her ideas
for improvement would work. She reached into her bag and produced a second
bottle of carpet dye. This one was a pink color. Pam's skin was so pale that her
beautiful pussy was not very prominent. When the labia were engorged with blood,
they turned pink and beautiful. Bess liked the look of them that way, so she
thought that they should look like that all of the time. Plus, anyone venturing
between Pam's legs would appreciate a nice visible target.

Bess opened the jar and with a clean art brush leaned again between the quietly
crying housewife's outstretched legs.

"Just a minute more, Pet."

Bess very carefully began to stroke the pink liquid onto Pam's fleshy outer cunt
lips. "Oh, this will look wonderful," Bess said to no one in particular.

When she was done, she had carefully applied the soft pink dye to the rounded
external labia majora lips that surrounded Pam's pussy. The look was not garish
or slutty; it looked like a pussy that was excited, warm, inviting and would be
wonderful for anyone to enjoy. Pam's pussy was an invitation saying, "Come and
enjoy me and all of the wonderful secrets that I have deep inside."

Pam continued to squirm as the dye burned itself into her sensitive tissue but,
following directions, she didn't move. After a few minutes of allowing the dye
to penetrate deep into Pam's tissue, Bess carefully blotted the dye from her
nipples, clit and labia. Standing Pam up, she hugged her and said, "It's over,
Pet, now you will look as beautiful naked as clothed. Let's go shower, then we
are off to the beauty salon. I know how much you like to be pampered getting
your hair and face done. As the women started up to the shower Bess noted with
satisfaction that Pam was already rubbing her hand absentmindedly across her
nipples. "That dye really gives her an itch," Bess thought, "I'll bet she will
be rubbing her cunt constantly for the next three weeks."

The women showered and shaved their legs. Bess helped Pam trim her pussy hair
since the housewife had gotten a little stubbly in the past week. Feeling a
little devilish, Bess trimmed the neat triangle of cunt hair into a narrow strip
above Pam's slit. Pam's pussy was now cut in the style of models who wore the
most revealing of thong bikinis. It looked great with the soft pink, slightly
puffy pussy lips and hint of the dark red bud clit peeking out at the top of the
slit. "Shit, that damn pussy is so beautiful it makes 'me' want to eat it," Bess
mused to herself.

Bess had Pam dress in a comfortable tee shirt and shorts, and then they were off
to the salon for their beauty treatment.

The women luxuriated in the pampering they received. Naturally, Bess took charge
of Pam's makeover. The dark roots that had begun to show at Pam's scalp were
colored and the blonde hair became a golden honey color that looked rich and
classy. Once again, both women were given manicures and pedicures. Bess used a
natural color on her nails, and of course, all Pam's nails were colored a deep
red with long extensions glued on her fingernails.

The make-up for Bess was well done, highlighting her strong cheekbones and
giving her skin a healthy glow. Pam was once again heavily made up, deep red
lipstick, splash of color on her cheeks and eyes that became deep and
smoldering. Pam wasn't made to look cheap, just incredibly sensual.

All of this pampering had allowed both women to relax, Pam even fell asleep at
one pint as the hairdresser's hot comb did its magic.

Finally, they were finished. Both women felt a bit self-conscious leaving the
salon in their casual attire while their faces and hair were so well done. But
the two women bantered easily on the drive home. Once in the house, Pam
immediately removed her clothes. She loved being naked in this house.

"Let's sit and relax Pet, we don't need to get dressed for another hour. After
all we don't want to be too early at the restaurant," Bess decided for them
both. She popped a porno movie into the VCR, flopped on the couch and patted the
cushion next to her, indicating that Pam should sit down. Pam was busy
scratching her nipples and crotch and missed the subtle invitation. Finally,
after no response from her possession, Bess said, "Stop playing with yourself
and come sit next to me, Pet." After Pam sat down Bess, said, "Oh hell, I was
going to have you eat me for a while but we can't ruin your make-up, can we? I
guess you will have to use your fingers. Oh shit, you'll puncture me with those
fingernails. The hell with it, let's just watch the movie." Bess turned her head
to a gang-bang scene, muttering what trouble owning a pet could be.

Pam sat quietly and watched the TV. The scene showed a pretty blonde with huge
silicone tits getting fucked by three men. The housewife felt her pussy leaking
and was mesmerized by the sight of each large male cock. She correctly assumed
that most porn actors were hired for their impressive equipment. Bess had to ask
Pam twice to get her a drink of water before she heard. She was busy paying her
rapt attention to the sight of the blonde bobbing her head up and down on the
cock of a fourth man who had entered the scene.

"You really like these movies, don't you Pet?"

"Yes, Miss Bess," Pam replied as she handed her a tall glass of ice water.

"Well, maybe we should make one with you as the star?"

"Oh my God," Pam thought, her blood running cold. The idea of it excited her but
she quickly snapped back to thoughts of, "if someone ever saw me doing that, my
life would be over." Pam was thrilled and mortified at the same time, even
voicing that such a thing was abhorrent to her. Nevertheless, deep inside, she
could picture herself as the blonde with four naked men using her while being
filmed- particularly if Bess 'ordered' her to do it.

The two women watched the movie for a while in silence, the only noise the
occasional scratch of Pam's finger nails across her tingling, sensitive dyed
flesh.

"OK, Pet. Check on your girls by phone, then let's get dressed."

It seemed strange to Pam to be standing naked in Bess' house, talking to her
daughters on the phone. This was one of the few times that both of Pam's worlds
infringed on each other. Bess even came up behind her and cupped her ass as she
told her girls goodnight and that she would see them the next afternoon.

Bess smiled at the momentary confusion on Pam's face but then Pam turned her
face, her eyes beginning to tear. Bess could no longer see the mixed emotions on
the mother's face. Bess wanted to take back control, so she quickly hugged Pam
and ran her hands across the mother's ass, around her waist and grasped the
housewife's breasts.

The tears stopped. Pam humped back into Bess' grasp and mewed. "Ahh, my Pet is
back," Bess laughed smugly.




Acquisition 33/38  (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter

The dress Pam wore was amazing. In fact, the sight of Mrs. Pam Henderson
entering the restaurant caused conversation to stop and every male over the age
of 12 to watch her glide across the room, dutifully following Bess who strode in
with her athletic gait, as if she owned the place.

The dark blue silk dress clung to every curve. There were no breaks in the
smooth material indicating any elastic. Simply because there was no cloth, no
snaps, or elastic under the dress to disrupt the lines. The hem fell to Pam's
instep, but side slits opened and closed to above mid thigh as the housewife
walked. Flashes of soft, toned white skin appeared and disappeared as the two
women headed for their table. As Pam passed gawking diners the completely
backless dress showed her flesh to the top of her rounded buttocks. Mercifully
for Pam the dress did cover the top of the crack between her undulating ass
cheeks.  From the front, the now deeply scooped neckline exposed the tops of
Pam's breasts almost to her deep red nipples. The silky material slid over the
hard and itchy tips of those glorious tits.

The exercise routine Pam endured for Bess (and, more and more, for herself) had
paid off. Even though Pam was 37 years old and had nursed two children, her
toned and strong muscles held her boobs high and proud. Their fullness also
helped- despite their size Pam was able to go braless. A feat most wives and
mothers her age couldn't claim. Pam's 'rack' displayed in this sophisticated but
sensuous dress was appreciated by all the men, and made most of the women in the
restaurant jealous.

In moments the two women were seated by a very attentive maitre d'.  To Bess'
delight the two women were on the receiving end of the attention of every
unattached man in the restaurant. Drinks, notes and offers for dinner arrived
continuously at the table. Some of them from men who had snuck away momentarily
from their dates or wives.

"Oh this is wonderful, Pet. Do you see the attention you get? Well, which of
these nice men should we give the pleasure of our company?"

Pam didn't reply. While she wasn't as nervous as the last time they had gone
out, Pam was concentrating on keeping her back straight so that the dress didn't
gape open and give the waiter or every passing man a clear view of her chest.

"Well, I like the two nice men who bought us our drinks. They looked very nice
and well dressed. Let's invite them to our table." Without giving Pam time to
reply Bess waived at the two men to come to the table. The men smiled brightly,
but Bess really enjoyed the crestfallen look on all of the others who were not
chosen. She was really enjoying her role of bitch dom. It came naturally to her.

The men sat at the table and ordered another round of drinks. Bess noted with
satisfaction that the man seated next to her used a "platinum" credit card to
pay for them.

"Well what do you think of my Pet, gentlemen?" Bess made no attempt to hide the
nature of the relationship between her and Pam.

The men nodded approvingly. Bess continued, "She is married, but when she is
with me, she does what I say and wears my ring. Show them Pet."

A blushing Pam looked at her lap, but immediately held out her hand displaying
her sign of subservience.

There was no longer any question about ownership of the housewife. Pam's
complete loss of personal decision making was now a simple fact of life. Not
just in Bess' house, but anytime, anywhere the two women were together.  The
control even was becoming pervasive in the rest of Pam's life and indirectly the
entire Henderson family.

"Where is her husband?" one of the men asked.

"I wouldn't let her out of my sight if I was married to her," the other added.

Bess laughed. "Well, he is a bit of a bore. So Pet and I like to go out on the
town ourselves. Don't we, Pet? Answer properly now."

"Yes Miss Bess," was the weak and self-conscious reply.

The drink glasses were delivered and quickly emptied. Some small talk was made.
The waiter returned to take their order. Bess smiled up at him. She had made her
decision. "Can you keep this table for us for about 45 minutes, we need to go do
something."

The waiter looked around nervously. The men looked puzzled. Finally the waiter
said, "Well we are pretty busy.... Um, I mean we're not supposed to hold
tables."

"Well Mr. Waiter, if I make it 'worth-your-while' will you hold the table?"

"Umm... I guess, how much?" the waiter queried.

"No No, not money," Bess answered in her best 'take charge' voice.  Continuing
she said, "look we will only be gone for 45 minutes," then looking the two men
that sat at the table, she caustically added, "Well, maybe only 30 minutes.  For
that my friend will lean over and all during our meal you'll get to look down
her dress at her nice titties.  Show him, Pet."

The three men were mesmerized, everyone held their breath and looked at the
housewife.

"Go on Pet, I want you to show off, SHOW HIM YOUR TITS... NOW!" Bess growled.

Pam raised her eyes and looked at Bess. Without taking her eyes from her
neighbor she leaned forward, curled her shoulders and tugged on the material of
her dress.  Two bright red nipples popped into view.  Bess smiled back at Pam
and said, "that's a good little Pet."

"Shit, look at that," the man seated next to Pam croaked. The waiter dropped his
order pad and pencil on the floor.

The clattering of the falling pad and pencil jerked everyone from their frozen
state.

"Yes, ma'am. I can hold this table. God I wish I could hold those tits," the
waiter finally got out.

Bess laughed, "Well depending on the service you give us you might get a tit
'tip'."

Bess turned to the men seated with them, "If you boys will pay for a suite in
the Hyatt Hotel next door Pet and I will spend the next 45 minutes with you. I
can't wait to make love to one of you. How about you, Pet?"

"Yes, Miss Bess," Pam said surrendering completely to Bess' will. "I will make
love to one of them."

"No Pet, I will make love, you are just going to fuck. You know how much you
like to fuck!"

In moments the two grinning men, arm-in-arm with Bess and Pam, were gliding out
of the restaurant while the waiter stared open-mouthed after them. Across the
parking lot the four walked to the hotel. The two lucky strangers quickly paid
for a room and as the elevator door slid shut both men put their arms around the
two women.

"Don't be groping us here in the elevator," Bess angrily ordered, causing the
men to drop their arms and look at the floor sheepishly like two little boys
caught with their hands in the cookie jar. "Pet and I have a long night ahead of
us and I don't want our clothes wrinkled."

Once inside the hotel room Pam sighed with relief when she saw two double beds.
She had been afraid that the four of them would all be together in one bed.
While she knew that she would follow Bess' orders, Pam still had all of the
moral reservations she ever had about her actions.  "Thank goodness none of this
was her fault, after all she was just doing what 'Miss Bess' wanted," the
housewife thought to herself.

"Pet, take off that dress and hang it in the closet. We want to stay neat for
the rest of out evening now, don't we?"

"Yes, Miss Bess," was the reply as Pam immediately opened the closet door and
retrieved a hanger. With some difficulty the housewife was able to shinny out of
the tight, clingy dress. Her actions caused her tits and ass to bounce
invitingly as the two men, still fully dressed, enjoyed the show.

Pam stood naked, being viewed by the others who were fully clothed. As usual,
despite herself, she found that she was thrilled at her situation, naked and
vulnerable, a specimen to be studied and appreciated. Her red nipples tingled
and her clit ached to be rubbed.

"Damn, look at the body on that bitch," one of the men exclaimed.

"You bet your ass, I'm gonna love sticking it into that fine piece of meat," the
other exclaimed, as he began to scramble out of his clothes. The men were much
less concerned about their clothes and in moments two nice hard cocks were on
view as the men laid back on their respective beds.

Pam stood naked except for her thigh highs and heels, waiting for Bess to tell
her what to do.

"Come help me out of my clothes Pet. Be sure to hang them up carefully."

Pam stood by her neighbor and with trembling fingers began to undo the buttons
and snaps of Bess' clothes. It took much longer for Bess to get naked. She was
wearing a lot more than Pam had been. But shortly the two women, one short and
wiry, the other tight and voluptuous, stood at the foot of each bed. The man
before Pam reached down and grasped his hard cock. He swung it from side to side
and with a growl said, "come and get it slut."  Pam involuntarily licked her
lips and looked over to Bess.

"Go on Pet, suck and fuck to your hearts content. You and I both know that you
need it bad. Don't we? Tell me you need it bad!"

"I need it bad, Miss Bess."

"Well tell me thank you and give him the fuck of his life."

"Thank you Miss Bess." Pam crawled onto the bed between the man's outstretched
legs. In moments Pam's red lipsticked lips had the head of the stranger's cock
captured and the groans from the naked man indicated that the housewife was
using all of the cock-sucking talents she had recently discovered.

"God, she is such a horny slut," Bess exclaimed as she straddled the other man.
"Come-on stud, lets see if you can satisfy me." Bess grasped the other hard cock
and lowered herself onto the throbbing member, but she never took her eyes from
her Pet's bobbing head as it worked up and down the stalk on the bed next to
her.  Bess felt her tight pussy filled as she bottomed out.

Pam released the cock she was sucking and slithered her way up the man's body.
She allowed her hard red nipples to trail up his thighs, belly and chest. The
stimulation provided some relief from the itching, but Pam was desperate to
relieve the need between her sculptured thighs. "Fuck me...fuck me..." the
housewife hissed as she fumbled with the saliva slick cock, her groping hands
trying to force it into wet slit. The man, in wide-eyed shock at the beautiful
woman's need, grabbed his cock with one hand and, spreading the bright pink
pussy lips with the fingers of his other hand, arched up and planted his hard
flesh deep into Pam's open maw.

Pam's juices coated his fingers. "My God, this slut must be a nympho," the man
exclaimed as Pam's guttural moans filled the room causing Bess to stop churning
her own hips and stare slack mouthed at what she had created!  Pam's ass was a
blur as it stroked up and down, her pussy clenching and riding the hardness in
wild abandon. It took only moments for the man Pam fucked to shoot his hot load
of jism into the housewife.

"NO...NO...I need more...," Pam wailed as she felt the softening cock begin to
shrivel. The housewife jumped of the man and literally leapt at his groin. "Stay
hard...I ...need more...PLEEASE," and her mouth engulfed the cock, still slick
with cum and her own juices. She sucked hard and long trying to coax another
erection form the man.

Bess laughed and returned to her own pleasure bouncing up and down bringing
herself closer to her own orgasm. She looked down at the man she was riding and
commented, "your friend doesn't have much staying power does he?" Both Bess and
the owner of the cock that was planted deep in her tight pussy laughed and then
picked up their pace.

Bess had been right; it was only 30 minutes from the time they had left the
restaurant until the two women were walking back in. Bess smiled and said, "See
Pet? A flash of your tits and that waiter would have held the table all night
for us." The two women had dressed, freshened their make-up, and wiped the
oozing jism from their well used cunts. The men had left the key to the room
with Bess; neither of them thought that they would need it anymore, but Bess
figured that Pam would probably get some more use of the beds this evening.

The two women slid back into the chairs and in a flash the waiter was beside
them. "Are you ready to order now, ladies?"

Bess ordered for both of them, not even acknowledging Pam in the process. The
waiter scurried away after looking down the front of Pam's dress. Bess smiled at
her possession and said, "isn't it nice when I make all these decisions for you
Pet. You don't have to worry your empty little head about anything. Just sit and
look pretty. That's all you ever need to do."

"Miss Bess, I'm...I'm..."

"What Pet, tell me!"

"I..I...He didn't...."

"What Pet?"

"He.. didn't last long enough to make me...Ummm.. finish."

"You mean cum, Pet? You didn't cum."

"Yes..I mean no... Oh! Miss Bess, I need to cum."

At that moment a distinguished looking gentleman in his early 40's approached
the table. "May I buy you ladies a drink?" he queried in a deep smooth voice.

The waiter was directly behind him with Bess and Pam's salads.

Bess laughed, "No we don't need a drink, but waiter can you hold the table for
another 30 minutes?"

10 minutes later Bess sat back in a chair of the hotel watching Pet.  Bess was
fully dressed, Pam wore only her thigh-highs. The distinguished looking
gentleman had a surprisingly thick cock. Pam could hardly get it in her mouth.

"That's enough sucking Pet," Bess exclaimed, "we don't want this one to lose his
load too soon do you? Why don't you get on your hands and knees, Pet? You always
have a big orgasm when you fuck doggie-style." Pam scrambled onto all fours and
waved her ass at the man.

The distinguished looking man realizing that he was being used. He decided to
use back, so he reached under Pam's torso and grabbed a tit in each hand. Then,
using Pam's breasts for handles, he plunged himself home. The housewife's
buttocks quivered as the thick shaft opened her pussy and his balls slapped
against her red sensitive clit. He ground his belly in circles against Pam's
ass, effectively reaming out the housewife's pussy and loosening it up for his
large member. Once he felt that the cunt was stretched enough, he began to
stroke long and hard. "Damn," he thought, "she does have a sweet cunt. It is
wet, tight and buttery."

Bess smiled. This time Pam was getting fucked rather than doing the fucking. Pam
liked to be controlled and Bess had no doubt that the housewife would have her
much needed orgasm with this thick cocked stranger.  Bess was content to watch;
her libido was never that great and the sex she had had earlier was more than
enough for her. Besides, she really got off on controlling her Pet now. Even
Bess was beginning to really think of Pam as a plaything now, a possession.
Actually it was approaching the feeling of slave ownership in Bess's mind.

Bess watched and thought, Pet will be satisfied this time. This man knew how to
fuck. Bess made a note to get his phone number before they went back to the
restaurant." Pam screamed in orgasm, but the man kept plunging in and out. "Yes
Pet would be satisfied this time," Bess grinned to herself.




Acquisition 34/38  (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter

The man with the thick cock gave Pam two mind shattering orgasms before he shot
a searing load of stringy cum into her very receptive pussy, an amazingly
sensual hole that seemed to milk his cock as it swelled in climax.

After his soft but slimy flesh was cleaned by Pam's mouth, the man was dismissed
from the room by Bess. She had spent the entire time sitting quietly, watching
her possession enjoy herself. Bess was feeling the rush of controlling someone
so completely that they would do whatever she told them. The two women spent
some time fixing Pam's makeup and re-dressing the housewife again. Hand-in-hand
the neighbors went back to the restaurant. Bess glanced at her watch and
thought, "It is only 9:30. The night is just beginning." Bess smiled broadly at
Pam who smiled back sheepishly. "Well at least she got her edge off with that
one," Bess thought to herself, as she checked Pam one last time for wrinkles or
smeared make-up.

Back in the restaurant the two women finished their salads. The young waiter
hovered at the table every chance he got and Bess rewarded him by having Pam
lean forward and give him a view down her dress. Her cherry nipples could be
easily seen by the waiter and many of the people seated nearby. The waiter's
obvious hard-on couldn't be missed by the two women who giggled every time he
walked away.  Pam didn't hesitate to exhibit herself when instructed by Bess and
she laughed about it with her owner afterwards. "She sure has lost her
inhibitions," Bess thought as she looked across the table at her creation.

"Pet, you look so beautiful tonight, even after fucking two strangers.  Aren't
you glad we were so careful about keeping your dress nice and fixing your
make-up?"

"Yes, Miss Bess."

"You enjoyed it, didn't you Pet?"

"Umm... I...," Pam stammered and her eyes filled.

"Oh, stop it Pet. You loved it.  Face it, you are gorgeous, and fucking is what
you do best. That's what you are good for after all, looking nice and giving me,
and whomever else I want, pleasure."

"But... my... family... I... this isn't..."

"Pet, you are hopelessly and irretrievably a slut now. You know it, I know it
and all of those cocks you have been fucking and sucking know it. But I guess
I'll have to prove it to you one more time."

"Miss Bess...."

"Shut up and listen.  You have finished your salad and that's all you are going
to eat tonight. We don't want you to put back on any of those pounds we worked
so hard to get off. So while I have my main course I want you to pick out a man
at the bar and take him to the room and fuck him silly.  You are going to make
another man's night Pet." Bess handed her the key to the hotel room that the
first men of the evening had rented.

"Go on, get up and find a man. I'm not going with you this time. You are going
to do it all by yourself for a change. No more 'Miss Bess was there', 'Miss Bess
had me do it'. You go, pick out a man and fuck his brains out Pet. Go on, you
know you want to. Go get yourself fucked," then sardonically Bess added, "Mrs.
Pam Henderson.  When you are finished come back here and tell me about it. I'll
be waiting."

It was the first time Bess had called her anything but 'Pet' in weeks. It was
like a slap of reality to the housewife.  Her eyes filled and she felt shame,
but her need and her training overcame all of the other emotions and ingrained
morals.  Inexplicably, unable to help herself, Pam found herself rising from the
table.  In her slinky form-fitting dress and high heels, she moved like a robot
towards the bar, clutching the hotel key in her hand.

The housewife didn't know what to do. As she approached the bar every man turned
to look at her.  Pam could see the hunger in their eyes. Their desire. They all
wanted her. But what should she do, "Miss Bess always took care of these
things," Pam thought, "how do I do this?"

Pam approached the closest man. He was young, maybe 25, but very well dressed.
"I...Umm... Hello...I..." Pam was flustered her tongue felt swollen in her
mouth.

The young man could see the beautiful older woman who walked up to him visibly
shaking. "Can I help you Ma'am? Are you OK," he asked?

"I... FFF.....FFFUUUU....FFUUUCCCCKKK," was all Pam could get out.

"Excuse me what did you say. It sounded like, FUCK."

"Yesssss.....,"Pam grasped the young man's arm. Touching him feeling his
strength Pam was able to look at his face and force out the words, "fuck me."
As she did she felt her pussy contract and knew that she wanted this.

The young man stood in shock, "What... I... hell yes. Let's go." Amid the quiet
cheers and comments from the other men at the bar, Pam walked on unsteady legs
past a grinning Bess, and out of the restaurant. The young man placed an arm
protectively around her as if she were a prize that he had won in some cosmic
lottery.

Bess ordered her meal and ate slowly, imagining her married neighbor riding the
young man in the hotel room. "Would he play with her big tits while she bounced
up and down on his youthful cock? Maybe Pam would lick his hairy balls and
swallow his sweet tasting cum. Well she would find out soon enough. She just
hoped that Pam would remember to hang up her dress. Bess had the make-up in her
purse. She hadn't let Pam carry a purse, so she knew that they would have to
repair her make-up later. But the housewife re-entering the restaurant with a
just fucked look on her face would be quite a show for all the diners."  Bess
smiled to herself, she would enjoy that little further humiliation of Pam.
"Everyone in the restaurant would know exactly what the beautiful voluptuous
middle-aged housewife had been doing with that younger man.  Everyone in the
restaurant would look at her and know that she was a slut. A beautiful, elegant
one, but a slut nonetheless."

As Bess was finishing her main course she spied Pam walking slowly in the door.
She looked a mess. "Damn her," Bess thought, "it looks like she threw the dress
on the floor or maybe she didn't even take it off. Shit, she was so anxious she
probably just bunched it around her waist so the man could stick his prick into
her as fast as possible."

As she got closer she could see the smeared make-up. "Sit down Pet, you are a
mess. Don't you even care what you look like? I work so hard to make you look
good and then you come walking in here looking like a sleazy whore."

Pam gently lowered herself into the chair. She had a far away look in her eyes.
"What the hell happened to you," Bess demanded?

"I... ummm... he was very strong. I... I mean... I..., finally Pam blurted it
out, "he held me down.... I liked that Miss Bess.... He just held me face down,
pulled up my dress and...and..."

"And what Pet?" "He did it to me in my bottom," Pam said in a whisper.

"He fucked you in the ass?" Bess laughed out loud.

"Yes Miss Bess, he fucked me in my ass and I liked it." Tears of shame rolled
down Pam's face causing further damage to her make-up.

"Well you proved my point Pet. You have sucked, fucked and had your ass plugged
in the space of two hours. But what makes my point more than anything is that
fact that this wasn't a gang-bang. This wasn't three men using you at the same
time like the other night. You were dressed beautifully in a nice restaurant,
you went with one man, came back to the restaurant made a decision to go with
another man and even a third. It wasn't wham-bang-thank-you ma'am. You went and
had sex three times with three different men, one-at-a-time. All very
deliberate, for your own fulfillment and satisfaction. You weren't used Pet, you
used those three hard cocks for your own enjoyment. You truly are a sex loving
uncontrolled slut.  I like you this way. Now the fun is really going to start."

Pam knew it was all true. What had happened to her? What had happened to the
housewife, mother and teacher that had the wonderful suburban life? Was she
still that person?

"Let's go to the restroom and clean you up. Then its' off to 'Milton's' again
tonight. Jake and Scotty will be there. Jake said there was going to be a party
in the back room and he especially asked if I would bring you to it." Bess rose
from the table and taking Pam's arm pulled her towards the bathroom.  Pam's mood
brightened at the though of seeing Scotty. She had missed talking to him and his
special friendship over the last few weeks. He was the one person who really
seemed to understand her.

The women's exit from the restaurant was just as spectacular as their entrance.
The dress was still wrinkled, but Bess had managed to fix Pam's make-up so she
was presentable. The drive to the 'after hours' club took only a few minutes.
The same muscular black doorman that was on guard their last visit held open the
door and said, "Jake told me to keep my eye out for you two this evening. Have a
good time at 'Milton's' tonight. Maybe I'll see you later inside after my shift
out here is over."

Bess checked her watch as they entered the dark club. "A few minutes after
11:00, things would start hopping pretty soon at the club," Bess thought to
herself as she steered Pam through the crowd looking for a table. The club was
very crowded tonight and the revelers were in full swing. The music was heavy
with a driving base sound and both men and woman danced with frenetic energy.
The dark and disturbing motif of the warehouse gave the entire club a surreal
feel. In one corner the young head-bangers were smashing their bodies into each
other. In another corner the elegant uptown crowd drank and eyed each other's
wives with envy and lust, looking sharp in their designer clothes. At the far
side the leather crowd huddled together. Small pockets of others mingled with
singles and doubles here and there. It was an eclectic group.

The two women could smell sickly sweet marijuana in the smoky air and they saw
several small mirrors on table tops covered with tell-tale white crystals. Yes,
it was an eclectic group, but they had one thing in common, they liked to party,
whatever form that partying took.

Bess couldn't find an empty table. So she steered an open mouthed Pam to an area
between the uptown yuppies and the leather bound crowd. She was careful to give
the headbangers a wide berth, she didn't want Pam, or herself for that matter,
to get sucked into that frenzy. You could get really hurt in that crowd. Of
course, Bess thought it might be fun for her to 'punch out' a few of them. She
knew that she was stronger than all the women and most of the men, but she
wasn't really dressed for a fight and she had to worry about Pam.

Her concerns were prophetic. An uptown yuppie woman who looked to be about 30,
wearing a beautiful designer dress, walked too close to the scruffy group on her
way to the bar. Somehow she stumbled and bumped into the back of a fat punk
rocker with chains on his leather jacket. Before she could open her mouth the
woman was grabbed. She quickly disappeared into the mass of slamming bodies. If
there were screams you couldn't hear them over the music and the roar of the
punk rockers. Bess tried to keep her eyes at the point where the woman had
disappeared behind the denim and leather clothed group. But the brightly colored
hair and the frenzy of the bodies smashing into each other made it impossible.
She did see what looked like a scrap of material fly briefly above the heads of
the crowd.

"Shit, I hope she doesn't get stomped to death in there.  You stay far away from
that crowd Pet," Bess instructed. Pam nodded her emphatic agreement.

Bess kept her eyes on the crowd and noticed that another in a long line of crowd
surfers was now being carried on the sea of dirty hands of the headbangers. It
was the woman She was bleeding from a cut on her forehead and her clothes were
being ripped from her body. She was quickly naked and Bess could see her tits
being squeezed unmercifully and fingers roughly probing her cunt and ass. Then
she disappeared into the crowd once again.  Later that night Jake's clean-up
crew would find the woman unconscious under the front of the stage. She had been
repeatedly raped and although she didn't know it yet, she had contracted several
nasty illnesses from being fucked without protection and the dirty needles that
had been stuck into various sensitive parts of her body. She would also have
several scars. But at least she hadn't been branded. One of the headbangers had
wanted to heat up a coat hanger and write his name across her tits. But cooler
heads prevailed and the poor woman was finally left unconscious under the stage
and quickly forgotten by the drugged-out crowd.

As for Pam and Bess, it was not long before Scotty showed up. Pam was happy but
surprised to see him in what looked like a leather gladiator's outfit. He had
been sent by Jake to get the Dom's and Sub's into the backroom. His party was
about to start. Scotty had hoped that Pam wouldn't be here, and his concern for
her showed on his boyish face. Pam couldn't understand why he didn't look happy
to see her. Actually, Scotty was happy to see the housewife, but just not here,
right now. He knew that the situation was out of his hands. He looked sadly at
Pam and gave her a quick hug.  It was Bess and Jake who decided what the night
would bring for them both.

"Let's go to a party, Pet."

Many of the leather crowd and a few of the yuppies moved en mass down the
hallway to the door at end. It was the room that Pam and Bess had seen on the
tour the last time they had visited the club. Pam followed Bess filled with
apprehension. Sensing her tentativeness, Bess decided it was time for some
forcefulness on her part. "Pet, I expect you to do exactly what I say. DO YOU
UNDERSTAND!"

"Yes Miss, Bess." Pam was actually relieved that Bess was taking charge of the
situation.

Several of the experienced Dom's that were walking close by heard the exchange
and looked over the blond middle-aged woman in their midst. Most of them
thought, "fresh meat," and hoped that they "would have a chance to 'play' with
the obviously novice sub."

Inside the door Bess was greeted by Jake, who wore black boots, pants and shirt.
The shirt was open to mid-chest exposing his powerful and hairy torso. "I'm so
glad you brought Mrs. Henderson, Bess. I've though a lot about her since the
time we spent together at your house," his deep voice commented. Pam was
mesmerized by his powerful presence and blushed at the memories of her first
extramarital fuck with this man.

He continued, "I'm sure that she will have a good time tonight." He smiled a
disarming smile at Pam, but there was a hint of danger behind his flashing eyes.
"Look around and after I see that the party gets started well, I'll be back to
spend some time with you two beautiful women." Bess beamed at his compliment.
Jake leaned over and whispered in Bess' ear, "Keep your Pet close or one of
these Dom's will try to steal her away." Bess smiled at Jake, "I will, but I
intend for Pet to have an extraordinary experience."  Jake smiled, "well that's
up to you, but I want first crack at her and then I'm sure that you will have
plenty of volunteers for her further training." Bess replied, "good, but don't
forget you promised me some time tonight if I brought her along." Jake laughed,
"don't worry Bess I promise to save a little for you." Then he was off moving
through the room and talking with guests.

At first it looked like any normal party. Groups of people standing and talking.
The only difference was some of the guests attire looked different. There was
some nudity, and if you looked closely you could see some leather collars on
some people and leather cuffs on some arms and legs. Bess led Pam to the bar and
ordered them each a drink. A bare-chested bartender was quick and efficient and
the two women soon found themselves moving about the room. Subtly the party
began to change. There was an electricity in the air. Pam noticed that some of
the men and women were being led around the room by leashes attached to collars.
She saw a man, naked except for a leather g-string kneeling at a fat woman's
feet holding an ashtray for her to use.

Suddenly Pam heard a loud crack and the crowd moved towards a corner where the
noise came from. Bess and Pam made their way to the side where they could see
what was going on. The sight that greeted Pam took her breath away and she felt
her belly tighten. Bess grinned at her, "do you like that Pet?"

Pam didn't respond, she stood open-mouthed her chest rising and falling rapidly.

But Bess saw that Pam's nipples were hard and poked at the front of her dress.
"Yes, Pet likes that," she thought, "Pet would like to be that woman there.
Hanging naked from chains, being slapped on the ass with a leather strap by a
bare-chested Dom, while another leather clad man slowly worked an impossibly
long dildo into her cunt. Pet can see herself right there, while a crowd a
people watches her writhe in delicious pain and pleasure."

The dildo was finally fully inserted and the crowd murmured its approval each
time the leather struck the tender ass flesh of the hanging woman.

That loosened everyone up. It was as if a damn had broken. Scenes like Pam had
never imagined began to be played out all around them. The air crackled with
sexual energy and the energy of people giving up their bodies and souls to
others. Giving themselves away for amusement and the delicious feelings that
they would experience.

A large naked man approached Bess. He kneeled at her feet and spoke, "My
Mistress asks if you and your Sub would like to join us at the whipping post?"

Bess responded, "Not now, but maybe later." The man looked with longing at Pam,
then rose to his feet. As he turned and walked back to the woman who sent him,
Pam couldn't help but watch his semi-hard cock bound and sway as he walked. Bess
laughed at her, "Never met a cock you didn't like, huh Pet?"  Pam blushed in
shame and excitement.  "Well it looks like there are lots of cocks on display
now Pet. Let's see some more."

Pam felt as if she we in a room full of people who knew a secret and she wasn't
in on the joke. She heard snatches of conversations with words like 'Dom' and
'Sub'. Other conversations included; 'erotic power exchange', 'hard play' and
'24/7 slave.' There were some words she understood very well; tits, ass, cunt
and cock. With an occasional reference to whips and dildos thrown in for good
measure. As the housewife glanced around large dark room a variety of activities
were taking place, and as Bess promised there were a lot of hard cocks to be
seen. Pam never knew there could be such a variety. Short cocks, long cocks, fat
cocks, skinny cocks. Some were straight some had curves. Others had foreskins
and some were circumcised. But what most amazed her were the ones that were tied
with rope and bulged in torture. There were even some that wore brightly colored
condoms. The condoms were adorned with bumps and studs to ensure incredible
stimulation inside whomever they were thrust.

Around the room whips and paddles were being used on both men and women. In the
center of the room a petite well-groomed redhead was being strapped down on a
large heavy wooden X. Her arms and legs locked with cuffs at the ends of each
arm. She was one of the yuppies Pam and Bess had seen earlier. The woman cried
and moaned in fear and pleasure, as two leather clad men ripped her expensive
designer dress from her body. A man dressed like he had just come from the golf
course stood by and excitedly encouraged the large bearded men "to use his wife
like the whore she was." The wooden device was parallel to the floor at just
below waist height and the X nature of the design made it easy to approach the
woman from any direction.

"It looks like the uptown rich people like to get down and dirty sometimes Pet,"
Bess commented.

Jake appeared at the women's side and asked, "How do you like my little party?"
"This is incredible Jake," Bess responded. Pam stood mute unable to look away
from the woman restrained on the cross. The two burly Dom's had dropped their
pants and approach the redhead from opposite ends. Two large dirty cocks were
each rammed home, in her mouth and pussy, while the husband chanted,
"go...go...go...fuck her." He fumbled with his designer pants, pulled out his
cock and masturbated in time with the men who were pumping mercilessly in and
out of his wife.

Jake looked up at Pam and laughed, "that's Jim Green and his wife from 1st
National Bank. He likes to see her used...and she has rape fantasies. It's a
marriage made in heaven. Nobody really knows who the father is of their two
kids."  Pam was flushed and breathing hard. Witnessing Mrs. Green's restraint
and attack had reached the submissive core of the naive housewife.  If Jake or
Bess had touched her at that moment she would have had a screaming orgasm.

Jake turned to Bess, "I have a special device over here, let's see how your Pet
likes it."

Jake led Bess and Bess led Pam to a far corner of the room. What looked like a
futuristic weight bench sat gleaming under a spot light in the dark corner.

"Do what Jake says Pet."

Jake grasped Pam's shoulders and stood her in front of the bench. Pam saw that a
small crowd of people had seen Jake and were gathering around to see what was
going on. Because it was Jake they stood a respectful distance away, but watched
with anticipation. "See how interested everyone is in you?" Jake whispered in
Pam's ear. "Now relax, I don't want you distracted by them." From somewhere Jake
produced a black sleep mask and placed it over Pam's short blond hair. In
moments her vision was cut-off. Pam tensed in fear, but Jake reassured her,
"It's OK... relax." he voice was hypnotic and Pam felt herself relax even as the
excitement in her continued to build. "Let's show everyone how beautiful you
are. Let's show them all of Bess's hard work with you."

Pam felt hands at the hem of her dress.  "Lift your arms Pet," came a command
from Bess. Pam raised her arms pulling her tits taut. She felt a coolness on her
legs then ass pussy and belly.  The dress was being lifted up over her head.
"My God," Pam thought in panic, "all these people will see me naked."

The dress finally cleared her shoulders and disappeared over her head. The
housewife instinctively covered herself with her arms as best she could.  Her
obvious embarrassment brought a series of comments from the jaded onlookers.
This one was a real innocent they thought.

"Drop your arms Pet," the voice from Bess ordered.

"Ahhhh," was the noise from the crowd as Pam's full, red nippled tits came into
view. Her slightly rounded stomach and almost hairless pink lipped pussy were
also appreciated by the crowd.

"They think you're beautiful," Jake whispered in her ear. The thought that she
was being displayed like this thrilled the housewife and knowing that her body
was appreciated made it all the better.

"Now I am going to help you lay back on the bench." Jake's strong arms literally
carried Pam backwards and down, until her back was on the bench. Her feet were
still on the floor. This caused her red clit to pop into view and her firm
breasts to point at the ceiling with an erotic wobble to them.  These sights
caused another appreciative murmur from the growing crowd. Pam felt her ankles
tied to the bench legs and her arms were also pulled back and down. Then they
were tied to the legs below her. Pam was naked except for stockings and heels.
She was blind- unaware of who was around, but she knew that many eyes were
looking at her. Looking at her most private parts. She was restrained and
couldn't do a thing, except maybe scream. But should she scream in fright or
pleasure? Even the housewife didn't know. The option of screaming soon
disappeared as she felt a soft rubber ball forced between her lips and teeth.
Stretching her mouth and preventing her from doing anything except whimper.

Jake's voice came out of the blackness, "now you will find out things about
yourself that you never knew, Mrs. Henderson.  You will know what it means to
feel pleasure. Before the night is over you will be one large orgasm producing
cunt, babbling for more and more. Until you are fucked to exhaustion. But first
lets try the Mexican Jumping Bean Dildo and the Titty Suckers. They will get you
in the mood for more human partners."




Acquisition 35/38  (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter

Pam could feel, or rather sense a presence hovering over her nude body. The
unknown person's actions caused the air to move gently across her flesh and
goosebumps of anticipation formed on her soft exposed skin. "What was
happening," her mind screamed? "How many strangers were gazing at her restrained
naked body?"  But those thoughts were soon pushed to the back of her mind.
Thick strong male fingers began to probe her exposed pussy. She felt a squirt of
lubricant force its way into her vagina. This was a feeling she was familiar
with.  Bess always lubed her cunt before fucking her with 'Mr. Friendly'.

The unknown fingers gently spread her pussy lips and she could feel a thin soft
dildo being run into her pink channel. She could tell that it wasn't large. In
fact, Jake had just inserted a thin five inch dildo all the way into the bound
housewife. But it was a very special dildo. Snaking out of from between her pink
labia were two narrow gauge wires. The wires ran to a controller and battery
pack lying on the floor under the bench.  Jake picked up a roll of duct tape and
tore off a strip about 10 inches long.  He ran the tape from just under Pam's
belly button over her cunt and stuck the other end to the flesh between her
asscheeks.  Jake had effectively taped Pam's cunt shut. He turned to Bess and
said, "that's to keep everything in its proper place." Above the bench, on the
stanchion that had once held pulleys and weights, an ordinary canister vacuum
cleaner was firmly bolted. Jake picked up the vacuum cleaner hose from under the
bench. The main hose split into two smaller hoses. He attached the large hose to
the suction end of the vacuum. The divided ends hung down just above Pam's
trembling breasts.

"This slut will need the biggest cones we have," Jake laughed. He picked up two
large clear plastic funnels and duct-taped them to the hanging hose ends.
Placing a cone over each of Pam's tits Jake reached up and flipped on the switch
to the vacuum. Over the hum of the vacuum's motor and the sudden whimpering of
the gagged housewife, Jake told Bess, "Not high-tech, but very effective.  Her
tits are really being stimulated and the vacuum is on a timer so it will turn on
and off."  As he made the comment the vacuum motor stopped and Pam relaxed
against her bonds. The crowd that had now gathered waited silently; in a few
moments the vacuum turned on again and all of Pam's limbs jerked against her
restraints. Under the spot light the crowd "OOOOHHed" as the housewife's tits
swelled under the mechanical suction, filling the large cones completely. "After
a while she will be a full cup size bigger and her breasts will be so sensitive
that just touching them will set her off," Jake remarked.  He continued, "But
don't worry. It wears off after a few minutes and she will be back to normal.
Bess, you might want to try it. They say that the experience is even more
intense for smaller breasted women."

"Real funny, Jake," Bess responded caustically. Then she observed, "You know
Jake, I have done something similar to Pet using rubber bands, but the suction
device is a lot better. God, look at them swell. They must feel like basketballs
to her."

Then Bess added, "Enough of playing with Pet, when do I get to have some fun
Jake?"

"I'm almost done here and then we will have some time. Let me show you what the
jumping dildo does," Jake smugly suggested. "This will drive her crazy and make
her sooo... willing for anything. First let me call Scotty over here to watch
her. When we get busy, some horny Dom may try to take advantage of her before we
are ready.  Plus, I know that he really likes her, it will do him good to see
his friend being abused like this. I want him to know who 'the man' is. IT's ME"

All of this conversation between Bess and Jake was lost on Pam. The suction and
release of her sensitive tits commanded all of her attention. She felt as if her
soul was being sucked out through her nipples, and her pussy was involuntarily
contracting around the small dildo trapped in her cunt. With the blindfold and
restraints in place all she could do was experience the sensations.

Scotty was soon at Jake's side and he looked sadly down at his friend. "Shit
Scotty, don't look like that. She is having a good time. It's what she wants,
just like it's what you want." Jake reached over and pinched one of Scotty's
nipples hard enough to bruise. "See don't you like that?" Jake added cruelly. "I
want you to sit next to her and keep people away. Bess and I are going to be
busy and a half an hour of so of this treatment will make Bess' pet so pliable.
Hell, she won't even remember her own name after 30 minutes of this."

Scotty sat on the floor next to Pam's head and whispered, "It's me, Scotty, I'm
here Pam."  If Pam heard him she didn't acknowledge it, off course the ball gag
prevented her saying anything and the vacuum clicked on at that moment causing
Pam's tits to swell out in all of their splendor. To the gagged housewife the
magnificent swelling was accompanied by a sensual feeling of pins and needles
all over her captured tit flesh. Also, an experience not unlike nursing a baby.
It seemed like her tits were being sucked out through her tender itchy, dyed
nipples. Or more like a baby that was able to empty a milk filled tit in an
instant rather than over several long minutes.

Jake showed Bess a second Mexican Jumping Bean Dildo. He turned on a switch and
the small cylinder of soft rubber began to hum and vibrate. Then it began to
squirm in his hand like a worm. Both ends of the dildo were swinging wildly
to-and-fro. Spinning and almost turning back on itself into a circle before
straightening out and squirming, rolling and gesticulating back into new
directions and shapes.

Bess eyes widened, "My God one of those is inside of her?"

With an evil laugh Jake grinned, "Yep, do you want to turn it on for her Bess?"

"Hell yeah! You are absolutely insane Jake. That thing will make her crazy.
That's why you needed the tape, isn't it?"

Jake laughed again, "Yes, the Jumping Bean will actually work its way out of a
pussy on its own if not kept in place.  Most of the women who use it have
piercing rings on their labia so they can be locked shut."

Jake pointed to a fat woman across the room. She was squatting like a Sumo
wrestler and thin but strong hanging chains were attached to each of her labia
through permanent rings piercing her flesh. At the end of each chain was a metal
cup. A leather clad man was pouring water from a watering can into the cups.
The fleshy cunt lips of the woman were being pulled painfully further and
further towards the floor with the added weight.

"We could pierce her like that woman and lock her up if you want Bess."

"No!" Bess found herself saying sharply. Bess wasn't ready to scar Pet in that
way. She did have a true feeling of protectiveness and love for her neighbor.
That kind of permanent marking was further than she would go with her.

"Well we wouldn't have to stretch her pussy like that," Jake added. "Although I
fucked that woman once and having a woman's pussy lips completely engulf your
cock and even swallow your balls is an amazing experience."

Bess looked back at the squatting woman. Someone had now placed an orange
traffic cone under her and with the cups of water on each side of the cone she
was settling down onto the plastic with a look of pure bliss on her face.

"I've seen this before," Jake said. "It is incredible how much of that cone she
can take."

Bess and Jake turned their attention back to Pam. The vacuum had just cycled off
and Pam relaxed against her bonds. Bess noted that Pam's tits didn't seem to
return to their normal size and shape. Even with the vacuum off, the tit flesh
now filled the large clear plastic funnels.

"Go ahead, turn the dildo on, Bess. It will be like nothing she has ever
experienced before."

The crowd drew closer in anticipation of what was to come.

Bess reached down, stopping to gently caress Pam's alabaster skin above the
stocking top. "What the hell," she thought and moved her hand under the bench
and flipped the 'on' switch.

Fortunately Pam's legs were restrained. If they hadn't been the hard jerk of
Pam's leg would have kicked Bess right in the face.

Because the dildo was entirely inside of Pam, hidden behind flesh, tissue and a
sealed opening, no tell-tale sound could be heard for the mechanical fuck stick.
The people who just walked upon the scene had no idea why the head of the gagged
and blindfolded woman was thrashing or her legs and arms jerking on their short
chains.

Bess looked up, alarmed, "Scotty, hold her head still, we don't want her to hurt
herself." The muscular young man leaned on the end of the bench and cradled
Pam's head in his arms, holding it lovingly, but firmly. Just as he got hold of
the blond head the vacuum cycled back on and Pam's body went rigid.

Behind the dark mask Pam's eyes rolled up in her skull, the stimulation was too
much, and orgasm after orgasm began to wash over her. She felt as if somebody
had crawled into her body and was pushing the button on every erogenous nerve
ending she had.

Jake smiled down on the writhing housewife and noted that beads of sweat had
already begun popping out all over her body. The machines had only been working
for a minute or so he could imagine her after many long minutes of this sweet
torture.  He took Bess' hand and with one last look back at Scotty holding his
friend's head, trying to comfort her, he laughed and said, "Scotty, she wants
all those things you can't give her, besides she is already too far gone to hear
you.  We will be back after a while, don't touch anything and don't let anybody
interfere with her... ummm... pleasure."

Leading Bess by the hand he headed for a dark corner to take care of his
promise. Bess would get him good and ready for Pam. In that time Pam would be
ready to do anything.  "This was indeed a night to remember," Jake thought to
himself, "he was going to take that sexy housewife for himself tonight. He would
make her his and he didn't give a shit about hubby, kids or Bess.  They could
have her back when he was done with her, that would probably be in a year or
two. Well by then they could have back what was left of her."

In the dark, on a blanket thrown on the floor, Jake unbuckled his pants and let
them drop to his ankles. "Bess look what I have for you," and he placed her hand
on his tumescent cock. "Are you ready to ride this again?"  Bess giggled and
began stripping off her clothes, "Yeah, Jake, let's do it. Watching you play
with Pet and order that muscle bound fag of yours around has made me hot."

Jake laid back on the blanket. He would let Bess ride him. He knew she liked to
be on top. In the dark he felt her hand grasp his cock and her tight wet quim
soon settled over his large throbbing prick.  He would have to control himself.
He wanted to save all his cum for the housewife squirming under the spotlight.
"Yes," he thought as Bess began moving up and down over him, "he would be taking
Pam home with him tonight.  She would make an excellent ornament at his
apartment."  Bess grunted in pleasure above him. "He would make a trade and give
Scotty to Bess as a kind of compensation for the loss of her Pet. I can't have
Scotty around if Pam is with me, they like each other too much and might give
each other ideas." He knew what he would do, "he was bored with the muscleboy
anyway.  He and his more perverse friends could have a lot more fun with Pam
anyway."

Twenty minutes later a naked Jake and Bess worked their way through the crowd to
the bench where they had left Pam.  Bess was satiated and Jake's hard cock was
throbbing, still waiting for it's first release of the night.

An appreciative crowd, even after all this time, still watched a now limp Pam.
The crowd knew the sensations that had overcome her. Despite the continued tit
stimulation and the still squirming dildo in her pussy Pam was no longer
physically reacting to what was happening to her. Although her mind still felt
all of the incredible sensations, she was floating in a void. A void of pure
sexual sensation. Her body was bathed in sweat, and despite the continued
whispered endearments from Scotty who still cradled her head, the housewife was
unaware of anything around her.

Jake and Bess made it through the crowd. Jake immediately turned off the vacuum
but left the battery powered dildo on. Pam's body relaxed a little more. Scotty
gently laid his friend's head on the bench and stood up awaiting Jake's
instructions.

"Take the tit cones, mask and ball gag off of her," Jake ordered the young man.

Scotty quickly complied, but was very gentle with his friend. As he carefully
pulled the rubber ball gag from Pam's mouth the housewife emitted a series of
low moans.

As the funnels came off Pam's tits with a pop, Bess was amazed.  Both of the now
exposed and floppy tits were very pink. Jake had been right, they were still
huge, much larger than their normal impressive size, even without being attached
to the machine. Jake's sucking contraption had accomplished what Bess had tried
to do with exercise and elastic bands.

Jake had Bess stand between Pam's still restrained and spread legs. Then he
asked, "Scotty how many times did she cum?" Scotty didn't respond instead he
glared at Jake. Raising his voice Jake demanded, "well guess, 4, 5, 8, more?"

Scotty responded in thinly disguised anger, "More... I guess."

Jake turned to Bess and said, "Watch this." Both the crowd and Bess leaned
forward as Jake reached under Pam's sweat soaked buttocks, found the end of the
duct tape and unceremoniously ripped it from Pam's groin.

The tape pulled away from Pam's ass up her pussy lips, ripping out by the roots
what little pubic hair remained above her slit, making her completely hairless.
Pam gave a sharp jerk to her restraints at the pain of the hair being pulled
out. Jake dropped the used duct tape to the floor where two skinny male subs
fought over it, to the amusement of the crowd. The winner in the tape tug of war
immediately began to lick the area of the tape covered with Pam's brown cunt
hair.

Despite the comical action of the two men on their knees, cocks bobbing, one
with a large dildo protruding from his asshole, the better show was between the
housewife's legs. A steady stream of clear liquid was running out between Pam's
legs. Her multiple orgasms had caused her female ejaculate to build up behind
the taped shut labia. Now the flood gates were literally opened. It seemed that
the flow of female fluid would never end. But soon the fuck juice only came in
spurts. "Could the housewife still be cumming?" was the question on everyone's
mind. But the reason for the spurting action soon became evident as the tip of
the rubber dildo made its appearance.  As the cylinder moved forward it pushed
more of the female cum ahead of it.  Finally, it poked out slightly from between
Pam's pussy lips the dildo head (or tail) swung from side to side.  The head
withdrew behind puffy pink flesh before emerging again a little further. It
looked like the head of a snake looking to see if the 'coast was clear'. More
and more of the dildo wormed its way out of the delightful fuck hole until it
was free and lay on the soaked bench between Pam's glistening thighs. The
invader was still vibrating and gesticulating.  Jake leaned over and clicked the
switch on the battery pack off.

After a moment awed silence, Bess simply said, "Wow." The crowd surrounding the
housewife began to clap and cheer, talking among themselves about the beautiful
newcomer's ability to absorb stimulation.

Jake said curtly, "Unchain her Scotty, then give her some fluids, she must be
dehydrated from sweating and cumming." Jake handed the busy young man a large
clear bottle of what Bess assumed was cool water. Once Pam was released Scotty
slid her to the floor and cradled her head in his lap, holding the bottle to
Pam's lips. The housewife drank as if she were parched. Quickly almost the
entire bottle was empty, sucked down by recovering Pet. Jake smiled and turned
to Bess, "I'll give her a few minutes to recover then it's my turn with the
slut," He stroked his strong hand up and down his cock several times to
punctuate his statement.  "Bess I'm sure we could borrow somebody's sub for you
to play with while you watch me with her."

Bess smiled, "That would be nice. Which one is the best pussy eater?"  Jake
motioned to two men, one in leather pants and vest, the other wearing only a
small leather thong, with a pouch that barely contained his cock and balls. The
thong man had a collar around his neck and was being led on a leash by the
bigger mean looking leather man.

"Hans, come over here," Jake called. As the big man approached he pulled the
terrified sub with a hard jerk of the leash. "Ya, Jake," he replied in a heavy
accent.

"Let me borrow your boy for a while, I want him to eat some pussy for me."

"What's in it for me, Jake? I was getting ready to bugger him," the man
questioned.

"You can have second crack at my new bitch over there on the floor."

The dom gave the prone Pam an appraising eye and then agreed with a nod of his
head.

He handed the leash to Bess. She was thrilled at the prospect of being eaten
while she watched Jake abuse Pam.  But the excitement of the evening was
tempered by Jake calling Pam his 'new bitch'. Jake's attitude towards her Pet
caused Bess some concern.

The troublesome thought was quickly forgotten as Jake found a pile of blankets
and pillows for Bess to recline on. The thong wearing sub was kneeling at her
feet as she held his leash tightly.

Jake gave Bess a bottle of water like he had given Pam before he turned his
attention back to the still recovering housewife and Scotty. As he turned he
said, "Watch me give this slut housewife a real workout Bess."  Bess grinned,
took a sip of the cool water and jerked the leash hard causing the collared sub
to lose his balance and fall between her outstretched legs.

Scotty had found a damp cloth and had bathed Pam's face, neck and upper body.
Wiping her down had removed whatever make-up still remained after her hard
sweating workout The water had also replenished her and helped her recover. The
young man looked down at Pam and felt that she was strong enough to finally sit
up. He held her shoulders and was soon sitting beside his friend. They were
sitting Indian style next to each other. Pam drained the last of the bottled
water.

Scotty looked at her with real love in his eyes. Her blond hair was still
plastered against her head with sweat. But without make-up and with her
childlike bald pussy staring him in the face she looked like an innocent in the
den of hell. All manner of sexual acts were taking place around them and yet
Scotty felt as if he were sitting with a naive friend and comforting her. Only
Pam's now almost cartoonish tits and pink puffy pussy lips ruined the image in
his mind of a vulnerable little girl.

"Ahh, good Scotty, you have her ready for me," Jake's voice boomed behind the
sitting couple. The tender moment was lost and the young man knew that all he
had done was prepare his friend for more debasement at the hands of Jake and
whomever he wanted to share this precious woman with.

Jake reached over Pam's shoulders and ran his hands across her still inflated
breasts. They were so sensitive that the housewife nearly doubled over and
moaned loudly.  Scotty's heart broke. Jake would make her into his 'fuck toy' he
knew. He had seen it happen to others and it had happened to him.

Jake reached under Pam's arms and pulled her to her feet. The housewife stood
unsteadily, still wearing her high heels, and leaned against him. He was all
strength and coursing sexuality. His hard cock press against her side, so hard
and hot that Pam felt that it would burn her skin.

Seeing her react to the touch of his penis Jake said, "that's what you want
isn't it?"

Pam could only nod her head.

"It's what you were made for you know, riding my cock is all you will ever need
to think about from now on. That's a good idea, if I don't say so myself, you
are my cock ornament. Just like on the front of a car. Something to look pretty
on the end of my cock." Jake made himself laugh. Grasping Pam firmly by the
waist he added, "come on 'cock ornament', time for you to get in your proper
place."

Jake easily lifted the housewife into the air with his powerful arms and moving
between her legs, hugged her to his body.

"Reach down, you know where to put it."

Pam, in what was becoming second nature, reached down and grabbed the jutting
cock. "God," she thought, "it is so big and wonderful." She held the cock at her
wet and ready opening and waited for Jake to lower her into bliss. She didn't
have to wait long.  As she slid down his body she wrapped her legs around his
waist and interlocked her high heeled shoes in the small of his back. His cock
slid easily into her gaping maw. The Jumping Bean dildo had opened her up and
Jake's cock slipped in with none of the resistance of the earlier fucks.

She settled all the way down. With her legs around his waist and groin hung up
on his cock, Pam easily stayed in place. Jake only had to keep one of his strong
arms wrapped behind her back. She was firmly planted. Jake now began to walk
around the room. In his booming voice he greeted people. In some cases he shook
hands and high fived friends with his free hand.  He wanted everyone to see his
new "cock ornament."

For her part Pam enjoyed the bouncing up and down on this strong man's cock as
she was carried around the room like a rag doll. Her breasts were still immense
although they had begun to shrink slightly. They were still ultra sensitive and
as their wobbling caused Pam to moan and her pussy to contract around the
marvelous fuck stick so deeply embedded in her.

Bess laid back on the blankets as Pet was carried away, the sub between her legs
was beginning to get a rhythm with his tongue and for some reason she was
feeling a little light-headed. But that tongue felt wonderful as it wormed its
way up and down her slit. "Harder," she moaned and jerked the leash in her hand.
She was rewarded with re-doubled efforts of tongue lapping between her tight
labia.

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