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Collected by Djian
Acquisition
by Headhunter
Acquisition 36/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
The liquid extasy that Jake had placed in all of the water bottles insured the
most intense sensations for his guests. Everything was magnified. The orgasms
were bigger, the bondage acts between people more lewd and outlandish. While
pain by those participating in the orgy of perversity was still felt, it was
either more intense or masked by the drug. Jake had a large supply of Extasy
(as well as other drugs) and made quite a profit on the inexpensive drug when
the young crowd came to 'raves' at Milton's. Well there was no reason why others
shouldn't enjoy the intensity that was often wasted on the very young.
Pam was still being carried about the room on Jake's cock. The drug had begun to
affect her and she imagined herself flying through the air. In her mind a
missile that was lodged in her pussy was providing the thrust that carried her
higher and higher. In reality the missile was Jake's large cock. As Jake walked
around the room he approached the leather-clad dom who had lent his sub to Bess
as a cunt lapper.
"Ready for your turn?" Jake asked.
"Ya, I've been looking forward to it," the heavily accented man replied. "Is she
a good cocksucker?"
"The best, she has a sweet innocent mouth that loves to drink cum," Jake
replied. "I taught her myself."
Jake laid Pam on the wooden cross that had been occupied earlier by Mrs. Green,
the bankers wife. Mrs. Green had been carried off to a dark corner where she was
busy giving blow-jobs to anyone who walked by. At the same time her banker
husband thrust an impossibly large dildo into her pussy while he cursed her and
called her a "cheap cum-loving cocksucker."
Jake kept his cock moving steadily in and out of Pam's delicious feeling quim as
she writhed on the wooden beams. The other man approached the housewife's head.
The two men smiled at each other across Pam's naked body and Jake simply said,
"Open your mouth, slut."
A drugged and giggling Pam complied immediately. The dom, who had by now dropped
his pants, stuck his turgid cock into the open receptacle on the housewife's
innocent face. "Suck it," he hissed.
And she did. She was thrilled at the sensations of serving two hard cocks, from
two forceful men who wanted to use her. Everything else in her life was
forgotten, Pam's only thoughts were of the pleasure she was receiving from the
two thrusting members... and of her desire to please....
Seeing the double team fuck in the center of the room, men began to line up
behind Jake and his partner at Pam's face. Several female doms even led their
male subs to the lines. Several other females stood in line wearing strap on
cocks. They had all seen the innocent housewife and had been waiting for this
opportunity. Pam wouldn't be getting up from the wooden cross for a long time.
She was going to be occupied steadily for the next hour or so.
Jake finally let loose with a large load of searing white jism. As his ejaculate
painted Pam's insides she momentarily removed the cock from her ovaled mouth and
asked, "Did I please you...?"
"Yes, very much, and you will please me more. You're mine now. You are going to
have a wonderful new life pleasing people." Jake withdrew his semi-flaccid
prick. "I'm going to tell Bess that you are staying with me from now on. You
stay here and keep doing what you do best. I want you to please all my friends."
Pam sucked the cock at her face back into her mouth. The alarm bells that were
going off deep in her sub-consciousness were drowned out by the sweet tasting
prick that was beginning to spew forth its stringy cum and the pressure of
another male organ against her puffy and painted labia. Once past those cunt
lips, the cock slid into her effortlessly, like fingers into a silk glove. The
line of men that started between Pam's legs and ended half-way across the large
room immediately inched forward. Nobody wanted to lose their place on the "Pam
Train".
Jake found Bess where he had left her, her strong muscular legs holding the sub
against her groin like a vise. Jake kicked Bess' legs apart and the man fell
away, gasping for air, his face glistening with wetness.
"Ohhh what happened?" was Bess' only reply as the man scampered away and Jake
sat down next to her on the blanket. She looked up at Jake, smiled, and said
with a slurred voice, "you gonna fuck me some more?"
"No Bess. I just here to tell you to go on home. I'll have Scotty drive you."
"Owww, come-on, I'm having fun, let me get Pet and we'll....."
Jake cut her off, "No you won't. I'M KEEPING YOUR PET. I OWN HER NOW." The
forcefulness of his words shocked Bess and pulled her partially out of her
stupor.
"What the hell are you talking about, Jake!"
"Just what I said. I'm keeping her. You can have Scotty. I'm tired of him."
"Bullshit, Jake. I didn't spend all that time with her... training her...
breaking her in... to let you take her. Besides what about her family? She can't
stay with you. She has kids, a husband, a job."
"Like I said before, they can have her back when I get tired of her. In the
meantime, I like her and I am going to keep her."
Jake looked around the room. Spotting Scotty standing alone in a corner he waved
him over.
"Jake, NO. Listen..." For the first time, out loud to anyone else, Bess admitted
what she knew was true. "I love her, Jake. She's mine. I need her."
Jake laughed at the sentimentality of the now terrified Bess. She wasn't
terrified for herself. Jake knew that. He knew that Bess was one tough little
broad. But she had a weakness. That weakness was Pam and, apparently, Pam's
family. Losing Pam was what terrified Bess. Jake didn't understand the concept.
He had friends but no family. He would literally kill a friend if he saw some
advantage for himself in it. The man was a sociopath. A very powerful, and
engaging one, but an ego-centric sociopath none-the-less. He would enjoy Pam
until he saw an advantage in giving her to someone else or until he got tired of
her. Usually, like with Scotty, his human property lasted from one to two years
depending... He thought that Pam might be fun for at least that long- maybe
longer. She was so innocent yet so pliable. The only problem was her age. Jake
knew that a month with him and his demands would physically wear like a year on
the woman. Pam was pretty old, she might not last that long. His plans for her
would surely take their toll on the middle-aged wife. Unlike Scotty, she hadn't
lived on the streets. She had always had a very comfortable life. She wasn't
hardened or jaded yet. Of course that very fact was what made her so appealing
to him in the first place. That and her incredible capacity for all things
sensual.
Jake glanced over at the wooden cross. The lines were moving fairly quickly,
although they were still long. More people were deciding to try out Jake's new
toy and were getting "on-line". "She has natural talent, no doubt about it,"
Jake thought. Men that usually had great staying power were lasting a very short
time before losing their loads into whatever orifice they had stuck themselves.
"God she was sexy," Jake smiled to himself. "And now she was his to play with
however he wanted."
Scotty arrived, standing next to Bess and Jake. "Scotty, take Bess home. And by
the way, don't bother coming back to the apartment. I don't want you around
anymore. If you are nice to Bess, maybe she will take you in."
Scotty wasn't surprised by Jake's comments. Jake had thrown him out before and,
frankly, he was ready to move on anyway. Maybe he could stay with Bess. That
way he would be able to see a lot of his friend Pam. At least that was what he
thought until he heard Bess say, "No, Jake! I won't let you destroy her and her
family." Then, desperately trying to compromise with him she added, "Look, you
can see her at my place, but she can't just walk away from her life. Please
Jake, don't do this..."
With a smug attitude Jake stood up; looking down on the prone woman he sneered,
"Me! Look at you Bess. Laying naked on the floor begging me. Shit! I thought you
were like me, strong. But you are just a weakling like everyone else. I won this
one Bess, maybe you will win the next, but have some fucking pride and some
balls. She's mine now and there is nothing you can do about it."
Bess was now alert, and mad. She jumped to her feet and made a motion as if she
were going to kick Jake. He smoothly stepped aside, avoiding the kick and
punched the diminutive woman square on the jaw. Bess crumpled to the floor
unconscious.
Jake sneered at Scotty, "Get her clothes and get her out of here, I don't want
to see either one of you ever again." Jake looked at the small crowd that had
gathered to watch the altercation. He screamed at them, "NOBODY FUCKS WITH ME! I
ALWAYS GET WHAT I WANT." He stood tall, like the 'king of the hill', letting
everyone see him. He was like an ape in the middle of his domain beating his
chest, challenging everyone. And everyone acknowledged him, out of both envy and
fear. In a sense, bowing and admitting his superiority. Jake loved it. The power
he had over all of them. The were all weak, only he was strong. Standing glaring
around the room, his cock got hard.
Despite the little melodrama played out by Jake and Bess, the activity on the
cross in the middle of the room continued. The line at Pam's head and the line
between her legs continued to inch forward.
Two women were carried out of Milton's late that night.
After getting some of her clothes on and finding her purse, Scotty carried Bess
to her car. She woke up in the passenger seat as Scotty pulled the car into her
driveway. In the living room both Scotty and Bess cried, then got mad, then
began to plot. Scotty was a wonderful servant for Bess and his natural
submissiveness empowered and emboldened Bess. Scotty jumped to her every
command. The muscular young man was soon scurrying about the house getting her
aspirin for her headache and ice packs for the large darkening bruise on her
jaw.
When it became clear that the lines of people fucking Pam were never going to
end until the night was over, Jake picked her up and left. Those still waiting
their turn groaned, but everyone knew better than to challenge him. Jake simply
carried Pam out of the club naked. She hung like a rag doll over his shoulder.
At the front door of the club Jake tossed his car keys to the large black
bouncer and had him bring his expensive BMW around front. He dumped Pam into the
back seat and had the man drive him and Pam to his condo. He smiled to himself,
"I'm taking her to her new home."
His good feelings lasted only a moment. He cursed when he saw that the leftovers
of Pam's gang-bang had soiled his clothes. At the condo he told the bouncer to
carry his new prize upstairs. The bouncer did with relish, taking every
opportunity to explore the housewife's body with his hands.
Once inside the large condo Jake had the large black bouncer carry Pam right
into the shower. "Wash her off," Jake ordered and he went to change out of his
own clothes. Not wanting to miss an opportunity like this, the coal black
bodybuilder stripped off his own clothes and crushed Pam's naked body to his as
the water cascaded over them both. The housewife was still flying high from the
sensations of being utterly used and the drugs that had heightened her
responses. Soon, however the cool water of the shower was reviving Pam and she
was able to stand on her own. As her head began to clear, she became aware of
strong hands squeezing her tits. One of the hands slid around her and cupped her
ass. Pam lifted a hand to her face and wiping the water from her eyes finally
saw the huge black man that was washing her.
At that moment Jake appeared. He was now naked as well and climbed into the
large shower with the black and white bodies. "Are you clean yet Pam?" he asked.
Now panicked and dwarfed by the two large men Pam was only able to nod her head.
"Good, I feel like making a sandwich. A Pam sandwich." Both Jake and the black
body builder laughed at the stupid joke. A disoriented Pam was frightened. Where
was she? Where was Bess? What had happened to her? She could remember snatches
of the evening. Was it still the same day? She remembered dinner. Going to a
hotel room with three different men. Being tied down, and almost constant
stimulation. She could recall cocks. Short ones, long ones, fat ones, even
rubber ones. She couldn't get the visions of endless male genitalia out of her
mind. Even though her eyes were once again squeezed tightly shut, all she could
see was cocks. Despite her fear and confusion Pam became aware of two penises
rubbing against her. When Jake and the black man began to caress and stroke the
housewife, her knees became weak. But the men held her up and despite her fear,
her disorientation, and her lack of reference to anything real in her life, she
instinctively grasped a hard cock in each of her hands.
"Can't get enough, can you, slut?" Jake growled.
The only response from Pam was her soapy but feminine hands moving up and down
the length of each hard, jutting member.
As the men carried Pam from the shower, Jake in a gesture of magnanimity, asked
his employee, "You want her cunt, mouth or asshole first?"
Acquisition 37/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
It took the rest of the night for Bess to overcome her outrage and shock at
losing Pam. Scotty was very familiar with Jake's methods and knew that Pam was
gone for good. He felt a deep sense of loss. Never again would he enjoy the
company of the older woman. He had truly cherished his time with her. Working
out together, showering, giggling, all those feelings that they both had. Those
feelings that tied them together despite the age and family situation
differences.
Scotty was also very mad at Bess. "It's your fault," he cried to the woman.
"Shut the fuck up," Bess retorted, "You don't know what the hell you're talking
about."
Scotty just hung his head and cried. He knew what faced the beautiful housewife.
He had been able to survive it, even enjoy much of it, but he had spent a lot of
his life on the streets. He was hardened. Pam was an innocent. Scotty just hoped
that her natural submissiveness and obvious desire to be used would help her
'please' Jake and survive.
Bess had another concern. Early in the morning Pam's daughters called wanting to
speak to their mom. They had spent the night with a sitter at home, but their
Dad, Bill, had called twice. He had been looking to talk with his wife and was
going to call again in the afternoon. Bess simply told the girls that their mom
wasn't feeling well and was still sleeping. They wanted to come across the yards
to see her, but Bess hastily and forcefully forbade it.
How could she tell those two precious young girls that their mom was gone? That
their mom was being fucked, paddled and who knew what else. How could she tell
them that, when and if, they saw their mom again she would be a very different
person. It was at that moment that Bess knew Scotty was right. It WAS her fault!
She had brought out the submissive and the slut side of her neighbor. She had
made Pam look so desirable. She had done it for her own enjoyment, for
something to do. To have someone 'SHE' could call her own. And in controlling
Pam for her own enjoyment she had destroyed her, and her family.
Bess cried again, hating herself for caring so much for Pam and for showing
weakness. She vowed that if she could undo this she would make sure that Pam was
once again safe with her family, and she would not continue to take her neighbor
deeper and deeper into the depravity that she had introduced the wife and mother
to. She would set Pam free.
Setting Pam free was dangerous as well. A strong man or woman who recognized the
need in Pam might be able to take her away again. Well that didn't matter now,
Bess had to do something and she needed to do it quickly, before Pam's family
found out.
At that moment there was a loud knocking at the back door. "Shit," Bess thought,
"just what I need right now, Clyde Odom and his geriatric perverts."
Bess answered the door and of course Clyde asked, "Can Mrs. Henderson can come
out to the patio and play?"
Bess was still highly agitated and hadn't slept all night. Almost in tears, she
told the old men to "go away, Pet isn't here," slamming the door in their
surprised faces.
Realizing what bad shape she was in, Bess went to her room to shower and try to
get control of herself and the situation. She had to think of something.
Thirty minutes later, showered, refreshed and dressed in workout clothes, Bess
came back to the living room and found a glum Scotty sitting silently. The
athletic shoes, shorts and tight running shirt always made Bess feel better and
empowered. Feeling her strength, she grabbed Scotty by the arm and said, "we are
going to go get Pet. I'll kick that son-of-a-bitch's ass if I have to."
"He won't let us in," was Scotty's defeated reply.
"Look, I'll gather some of Pet's things and we can say that we are bringing them
to her and that you need to get your clothes. That way Jake will think that we
have accepted the swap of you for Pet and let us in."
Scotty looked unconvinced but the 'odd' couple had soon packed a cardboard box
with some of the clothes that Bess had bought for Pam. Bought at a happier time,
a time when Bess was exploring the housewife's limits.
Bess also dug out an old hunting knife in a leather sheath that her husband had
left. She strapped it around her waist, hiding it under her shorts. The cool
leather against her skin made her feel even more powerful. "She'd cut Jake's
cock off if she had to," she thought, rubbing the sore spot on her jaw where he
had hit her.
In a few minutes Bess and Scotty found them outside Jake's condo. The Saturday
morning traffic had been light and they made good time. Scotty had to warn an
anxious Bess several times to slow down to avoid getting a speeding ticket.
At the front door intercom it was decided that Bess would talk and explain their
presence. They had to get buzzed in or Pam was lost.
"What the fuck do you want, Bess? You are interrupting my work-out"
"Look Jake, I have some of Pam's things here and Scotty needs some clothes."
"I don't give a shit about Scotty, and quite frankly Pam won't need any clothes
anyway."
"What the hell...."
"Bess the only things Pam will be wearing is some nice surgical post jewelry
that won't come off, and my name tattooed on her ass."
In a panic, hearing about permanent changes in the housewife's body, Bess fought
to control her voice and said, "Well, she needs her toothbrush and birth control
pills. Or are you planning to have a lot of little bastards like you running
around?"
The intercom was silent for a moment, then the buzzer on the door-lock sounded
and they were in.
Bess and Scotty stood outside the condo door. Bess touched the knife at her side
for reassurance, while Scotty, holding the box, nervously shifted back and forth
on his feet. If it were not for the fact that Pam was inside, he never would
have faced the ire of Jake.
The door swung open and a towering, glistening Jake stood naked. His hard penis
was jutting out towards them. "Make it quick you two, I'm in the middle of my
lifting routine."
He stood to the side and permitted the two to enter. Bess actually had to step
to the side to keep from rubbing up against the magnificent piece of man meat
that stood parallel to the floor. Jake sneered at Bess as she passed, "Like
what you see? Maybe you can come back another time Bess. You, Pam and I can have
another threesome."
Entering the room, Bess spotted Pam in the weightroom. She was on her side on a
mat, naked. Her upper body propped up on one elbow. Those fabulous tits hanging
beautifully, her hip swelling upwards. "God, she is beautiful," Bess thought, as
the sight of the housewife made her stomach flutter in joy. Bess inspected Pam
as best she could at a distance. "Thank God no marks or piercings yet, only a
black leather dog collar around her neck and a leash that hung from her neck and
had been dropped to the floor," Bess thought.
Bess and Scotty pretended that they were heading towards Scotty's room while
Jake went back to the weightroom, scooped up Pam's leash and jerked it hard.
Pulling his prize towards a weightbench the housewife scrambled on all fours
toward where Jake had sat down. Her large, red tipped breasts swung back and
forth as she crawled and her buttocks rolled seductively. Bess noticed that what
looked like a large dildo was partially protruding from the hairless cunt lips
and that there were several red welts raised on the beautiful ass.
"You son-of-a-bitch Jake," Bess screamed. "What have you done to her?"
Jake grinned and reeled-in the leash until Pam's face was buried in his crotch.
"Not much, YET!"
Jake looked down at his groin and said, "Oh yeah, baby! That's right, all the
way to the back of your throat. Yeah! Keep that up and I'll give you a little
present." Bess watched as Pam's head began to bob up and down. "Christ," Bess
thought, "Pet is so far gone she doesn't even know I'm here."
The dam broke in Bess. Using her athlete's speed she crossed the room before
Jake could react. In a fraction of a second Jake felt the edge of a knife at his
throat. Bess and Jake both froze afraid to move. Jake because he could feel the
sharp edge at his juggler vein and Bess in fear that she was so mad that she
might actually cut him.
The bobbing and slurping of Pam's mouth was the only sound or movement in the
frozen tableau.
Finally Bess hissed, "I'm taking her back, Jake."
"Bullshit," was Jake's reply in false bravado, but his cock was wilting in Pam's
sucking mouth.
"I'm taking her to her family."
Not wanting to show weakness, Jake calmly commented, "why don't you bring her
family here? I can break in her daughters. I'm sure once they see how much Mom
enjoys being gang-banged that they will want to join right in." Jake's
unconcerned demeanor was calculated to confuse Bess. And it did, just for a
moment. Long enough for an unseen Rufus, the black bouncer, to sneak up behind
Bess and grab her knife holding arm.
Jake hopped up, his cock springing from Pam's mouth with a pop. He took the
knife away from Bess and laughed, "I always win, Bess. Now get the fuck out of
here and take that wuss with you," pointing to a cowering Scotty. Turning to
Rufus he said, "Good job, I reward people who help me." Jake pointed to the
bench that he had been sitting on and handed Rufus the leash to Pam's collar. In
moments Rufus was reclining on the bench and his coal black cock slid into the
warm wetness of Pam's ovaled lips.
"See Bess, that's what she is made for, but you know that, don't you. I must
admit, you turned her out good. Since I brought her home last night she has been
going at it non-stop. I never met a middle-aged broad that loves to fuck and
suck as much as she does."
"Won't you let her rest?" Bess asked balefully.
"She can rest when I'm working, other than that, she will be entertaining a lot
for me." Then with and evil smirk, "and Bess, most of my friends and business
associates are not as gentle as Rufus here. So take a last look at her, because
when I send her back to you and her family in a year or two, you won't recognize
her."
The large black man's hips rose from the bench, muscles flexing. The room was
filled with the sound of Pam's gulping the jism that poured into her mouth from
the ejaculating prick.
At that moment Jake became aware of more people bursting into the room. "Shit,"
Bess cried, what the fuck were Odom and his cronies doing here?
"What the..." Jake exclaimed. Then he noticed the barrel of the .357 magnum,
pointed by a bony hand right at his stomach.
Clyde Odom said, "Bess get Mrs. Henderson out of here. NOW! The real police are
on their way."
The old man holding the gun said, "Hey Clyde, I'm real police...retired."
"Yeah," Clyde retorted, "and I'm glad you still have some friends on the force,
and that they gave you your gun at your retirement party." Turning to Bess, "Go
on, you get out of here."
Bess still incredulous said, "How.."
"We followed you. We knew something was wrong this morning. Hell, we almost lost
you a couple of times, but fortunately you slowed down."
Scotty smiled at that comment.
Bess asked, "how did you get in?"
"Old police trick. We rang all the bells until somebody buzzed us in. And this
fool," pointing to Jake, "left his apartment door open. No more talk. GO."
Jake sneered at the three old men. "You won't shoot me. Get the hell out of my
home." A loud retort rang out and splinters of hardwood floor kicked up at
Jake's feet.
The gunshot mobilized Bess and Scotty. They pulled Pam to her feet and hastily
wrapped her in a blanket. As they ran out the door, Odom called out, "Just go
home, don't say a word to anyone."
Rufus scrambled to his feet, "Hey man, I was just visiting..."
Odom cut him off, "Go on you bastard, get out. But if I ever see your face
anywhere around those two women again, I'll have my friend blow your prick off."
"Yesss Sir," replied Rufus as he ran out the door struggling into his pants.
Turning to Jake, Odom said, "Now we wait." He heard sirens in the distance and
added, "but not too long."
Scotty bundled Pam into the back seat of Bess' car and held her tenderly. The
housewife was still out of it. He gently wiped Rufus's cum from the corner of
her mouth. Bess accelerated away from the building just as two police cars
pulled up.
Bess was still shaking from both fear and excitement as she pulled into her
driveway. She had won! She had both Pam and Scotty in the back of her car. She
didn't know what would happen in the future, but right now she was energized
with her victory. She and Scotty led Pam into the house and right upstairs to
the shower. They paused only long enough for Bess to pull an impossibly long
dildo from Pam's pussy. After being scrubbed and washed thoroughly, an exhausted
Pam, who was just beginning to become coherent, was put in Bess's bed. Scotty
put some salve on the housewife's welts. They found that the skin had been
broken in several places, but it didn't look like there would be any scarring.
Pam's face was drawn. She was exhausted and for the first time Bess noticed how
haggard her neighbor looked. After gently inspecting several bruises and Pam's
well used pussy and asshole to insure that no permanent damage had been done,
Bess pulled the drapes and darkened the room to the late morning sun. Pam and
Scotty quietly slipped from the room, leaving Pam breathing softly in a deep
sleep. They were sitting downstairs when Odom and one of his friends showed-up.
Excitedly, Odom told them of what had happened. The retired cop had stayed with
the police for 'damage control' purposes. Clyde embellished the story, but
essentially the police had shown up at the request of a retired officer who felt
that "something was going on" at Jake's condo. Possibly drug dealing. The three
old men, led by the ex-cop, told the police that they had seen Jake selling
drugs and that they had been attacked by the man when they tried to stop him.
The story allowed the police to search the apartment and sufficient quantities
of various drugs had been found for an arrest for drug dealing to be made. Jake
hadn't said much and the ex-cop warned his fellow officers that Jake might make
up some wild stories about women and sex to try and get out of trouble. The
three old senior citizens all swore that there was nothing to it. Jake was smart
enough to keep his mouth shut and call his lawyer. He knew that three leading
citizens would be believed over him. Bess and Scotty really enjoyed hearing
about how Jake was led away in handcuffs.
The men asked where Pam was. Bess told them that she was in pretty bad shape and
needed a long rest. Surprisingly, Clyde Odom showed real concern about his
neighbor and said to call if he could help.
After lunch, Pam's daughters appeared at the house looking for their mother. Pam
had slept for a couple of hours so Bess woke her and took her some hot soup. Pam
was now revived enough to make the walk back to her house. Bess wrapped her in a
blanket and, after telling the girls that their Mom was sick from food
poisoning, walked the three Henderson women home.
Bess paid off the baby-sitter from her own pocket and stayed at Pam's bedside
for the rest of the afternoon. The girls talked to their dad when he called,
assuring him that Mom was sick but OK. They also told Bill that "Aunt Bess" was
there and taking care of them. Bill decided that he could finish his business
with such a good friend as Bess looking after his family and told his daughters
that he would see them the next afternoon.
By dinnertime Pam had recovered enough to get dressed and come downstairs to see
her kids. The housewife was very sore and walked about gingerly. Bess fixed the
family dinner which they all ate ravenously. Sitting at the kitchen table after
the girls had gone to watch TV, Bess apologized to Pam for the first time in her
life.
"Pet, let me talk to you for a minute," Bess said in hushed tones. Pam responded
"Yes, Miss Bess," and looked across the table expectantly. Bess couldn't help
but notice the lines on Pam's face. "She is still the worse for wear," Bess
thought, "thank God I got her away from Jake. She wouldn't have lasted long
under his never-ending abuse." Bess realized that Jake had been right about one
thing. She had "turned out" the housewife and now she needed to return her to
her family. Bess couldn't play God with the Henderson family anymore.
"Pet, you almost lost everything this weekend and it is my fault. You trusted me
to take care of you and I let you down."
Pam had a confused look on her face. She knew that things had gone way beyond
anything she expected, but the submissive innocent in her naturally took all the
blame and responsibility for failure on herself.
"I'll do better, Miss Bess. I'm sorry I let you down..."
"Hush Pet, you didn't let me down. You are wonderful and I don't deserve you.
You need to take care of your family now. While I hope we are still friends, you
need to be your own person again. You need to be a full-time wife and mother."
Bess reached over to Pam and took the "PET" ring from her finger. Digging in her
purse, Bess retrieved Pam's wedding ring and slipped it back onto the
housewife's finger.
"Miss Bess..." Pam exclaimed with a tear in her eye.
"Just Bess now Pam, OK?" She leaned over and gave Pam a peck on the cheek and
stood up to leave.
"Miss Bess... I mean Bess... Thank You!"
With a nod and a soft sob, Bess left the house. As she approached her own home
she pulled herself together and thought, "well now what am I going to do with
Scotty?"
Acquisition 38/38 (BDSM, NC, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F)
by Headhunter
Bill got home the next day and life for the Hendersons returned to normal. The
week progressed. During the day, both at home and school, Pam found that she
missed the pressure of being filled by dildos that kept her sexually on edge. By
mid-week Pam's soreness was mostly gone and she made love to her husband. Bill
was surprised at Pam's completely shaved pussy. Pam simply said that she went a
little crazy when she shaved her legs. Bill rose to the occasion by saying he
liked it, and the couple had one of their more inspired lovemaking sessions. Pam
knew that her cunt channel was still a bit loose from the weekend's activity,
but she kept flexing the muscles in her vagina and Bill didn't notice a thing,
except to complement his wife on the way she "milked him."
By the end of the week Pam had fully recovered from her "adventure". She had
stopped thinking of it as an "ordeal". But something was very wrong. Pam wasn't
happy, in fact she was miserable. It wasn't just her pussy and ass that felt
empty. She felt somehow empty. To make matters worse, when she got on her
bathroom scale on Friday after school, she had put on 2 pounds.
She knew what the problem was; she missed "Miss Bess." She was, simply,
miserable.
Bess had stayed away all week and Pam had avoided the backyard or even looking
out the back windows. Now she knew what she must do. She was a different person,
she had changed, she couldn't give up her new life anymore than she could give
up her life with Bill and the girls. She knew this to the core of her soul. Pam
made a decision and with purposeful strides she exited the backdoor and headed
across the yards.
Half-way to the enclosed patio Clyde Odom, who was working in his backyard, saw
Mrs. Henderson. He quickly made a bee-line to intercept her at the patio gate.
"Mrs. Henderson, I am so glad to SEE you," he said in his usual smug tone.
Pam stopped at the back door and began to remove her clothes. Odom let the gate
shut behind him as he stepped onto the patio. He watched Pam expectantly. When
Pam was completely naked she walked up to the old man. They looked into each
others eyes for a moment. An understanding flashing between them. Odom's face
softened momentarily and Pam could see a different old man, just for a second.
Then the dirty old man was back and he said, "nice tits, Mrs. Henderson."
Pam smiled for a second then retreating to her usual role she blushed and
sarcastically replied, "Thanks Mr. Odom. Oh, by-the-way, will you and your
perverted friends be playing cards this weekend?"
"We weren't planning on it, but now it might be worthwhile."
"Well I'm sure I will be seeing more of you then."
Pam turned and bouncing her body the way she knew drove Odom wild, she headed up
the steps. Before she entered she turned and quietly said, "Thank you," then
disappeared inside.
Once inside Pam could hear the sound of weights being lifted in the basement.
She quietly went upstairs to her room and was pleased to find her "PET" ring on
the make-up table. The housewife placed the symbol of possession on the ring
finger of her right hand. She paused for a moment and looked at her hands. In
its proper place was her wedding ring. On her other hand the "PET" ring shining
brightly.
In the basement, Bess and Scotty were busy with their work-out. Bess had let the
boy stay at the house. Old Clyde Odom had even set up some job interviews for
him with his business friends.
The two athletes were moving through their routine quickly and with Scotty's
help Bess was using more weight than ever.
They didn't notice Pam as she quietly descended the stairs. The housewife was a
little surprised that both Scotty and Bess were clothed. But that was all right,
Pam had found that she enjoyed being naked and on display when others were
clothed. It was a reminder of her proper place. Pam picked up the Ping-Pong
paddle from the table and stood, naked and trembling, in-front of a surprised
Bess and a widely grinning Scotty.
Mrs. Pam Henderson, housewife, mother and pre-school teacher humbly and in a
little girls voice said, "Miss Bess, your Pet has been bad. I put on some
weight."
She handed a stunned Bess the paddle and 'assumed the position' over a bench.
*****
Epilog
Two months had passed. Some things had changed and others remained the same.
Jake---
Prisoner #24235-63 was enjoying his morning blowjob, courtesy of the skinny 20
year-old who was his cellmate. His sentence for possession of drugs with intent
to distribute was 7 years. He would probably be paroled in 3. He could do his
time easily. Why not? He was getting more sex in prison than he did on the
outside. Besides the weight room at the prison was one of the best he had ever
trained in and he had plenty of time to work out.
An added plus was that he learned quickly to befriend the new young white boys
when they were first put in the general prison population. He always took their
anal cherry before he sold them to the black gangs to be pimped out. Nobody
dared mess with him. Business was booming and by the time Jake was released he
would have a tidy little nest-egg and be in the best shape of his life.
Rufus the Bouncer--
Rufus was glad to get away from those crazy old men with the gun. Since
"Milton's" was closed down by the police after Jake was arrested, he had to get
a new job. With his great build he was able to get a job as a trainer at a local
fitness gym. The gym even sponsored him in several body building competitions.
One of the perks was that he often did personal training for a number of bored,
white, rich, married women. The little taste of white pussy and cock-sucking
that Pam had given him had hooked him. More than one of the well-heeled female
clients at the gym ended their exercise sessions either riding or sucking his
ebony Johnson in the private room at the back of the gym. They tipped him real
well after he provided one of "his special exercise routines."
Clyde Odom and "the boys"---
The weekly card game on Bess' patio was now a regular event. Mrs. Henderson
didn't seem nearly as reticent to provide some entertainment for the 'boys'.
She would fetch them drinks and let them rub sun-tan lotion on her fabulous
body. Even with this tacit approval by both Bess and Pam, Clyde realized that
the housewife always seemed to "get-off" more when the men treated her like an
unwilling participant. Bess seemed to enjoy watching them put Pam through some
mild humiliation as well. Often Bess would even quietly suggest things to Clyde
for Pam to do.
One of the most memorable had occurred just the other afternoon when Bess
suggested that Pam show the men her new aerobic routine. Bess and Pam had
started including a jazzercise component to their workouts. Bess had been
surprised that Pam had picked up the rhythm of the routine fairly quickly and
had been thinking about having "Pet" do some 'amateur' dancing. She just needed
to be careful about where. A roadhouse on the outskirts of the city showed real
promise and had an "amateur" night every Thursday. Bess would be very careful,
she was not going to take any chances with outsiders now that Pam was back in
her life.
At Bess' on-the-sly recommendation, Clyde had 'told' Mrs. Henderson that she
should give the card players a "table dance." Pam really was mortified at this
order. Dancing naked on the picnic table where the men sat, would mean that she
would be visible over the top of the privacy fence from the waist up. Any of the
neighbors who happened to be looking would be able to see her breasts bounce and
swing as she stepped, kicked and hopped to the jazzercize tape.
A stern look from "Miss Bess" and Pam wilted. With a fluttering in her stomach
she was helped to the table top by Clyde and the boys. She surveyed the
backyards from her elevated vantage point, thankful that the neighborhood was
quiet. But she didn't know if any eyes were watching from behind curtains. The
music started and Pam gave it her best, hoping that if she "entertained" well
that she would 'be allowed' down off the table top. The men sat on the picnic
table benches only inches from her kicking legs and gyrating hips. Suddenly
what the housewife feared, happened. She heard the slam of a screen door and
the noise of several voices as a group of teenagers began to play in one of the
yards. The housewife immediately dropped into a squatting position so that she
was hidden below the top of the fence. As luck would have it her routine had her
facing the three men. And they were presented with an eye-level view of Pam's
shaved and noticeably wet pussy. In the act of squatting quickly to hide, Pam
had spread her knees and sat on her heels. She was wide open to the lustful
stares of the three 'old goats.'
Clyde chuckled evilly, "Now, Now Mrs. Henderson why aren't you still dancing.
Stand up and dance."
"I..I..can't..," was the nervous reply from a trembling and very frightened
housewife.
"Well you can't just squat there, after all we have been promised a show!"
"I can't stand...I.. There are children...Please, don't make me..."
"You just stay right there, I have an idea how you can make up for your refusal
to dance. Anyway, the boys are enjoying the view." Pam looked down and realized
that the three gray heads were leaning forward and were literally between her
knees. She flushed as she felt the men's hot breath on her bare vulva. These men
were looking at her pussy more closely than her gynecologist did.
Suddenly Pam felt something touch her buttock. She gasped and quickly looked at
the men. None of them were doing anything and Bess was sitting on the steps
watching with an amused look on her face. Who the hell was touching her ass? Pam
could see all of the men's hands except for one of Mr. Odom's, which was under
the table. Glancing down between her legs Pam saw a large dildo appearing
through the umbrella hole in the middle of the picnic table. With a laugh Clyde
said, "You can stand up or keep squatting like that, your choice." When Pam
didn't move Odom adjusted his hand and lined up the dildo with the pink target
for a second 'attempt'.
Such were the games that "the boys" continued to play with their neighbor. Not
surprisingly, Bess' house won the yard of the month award all summer.
Scotty---
Scotty ended up staying at Bess'. He even got a job courtesy of Mr. Odom's
influence. He slept in "Pet's Room". The decor suited him fine. He worked out
regularly, did some chores for Bess, played basketball with Pam's daughters at
the park and often shared a meal with Bess. He always cooked when Bess and he
ate together. Bess ordered him to stay naked around the house, but he was used
to that from Jake. He accepted Bess' authority without question, in fact it
made him comfortable.
His greatest joy was his friendship with the housewife. Unfortunately they
didn't get to work-out together or see each other as much as he would like.
Since school was out for the summer Pam was at Bess' during the day when Scotty
was working. Scotty did his exercising at night, after dinner. When they did
meet, Bess would give them some little jobs around the house to do, she loved
ordering the two of them around, both naked sometimes arms bound behind them,
playing "Naked Housewife and Naked Boarder on Parade." If Bess was feeling
particularly bitchy she would have Scotty and Pam bend over a bench or the back
of a couch and paddle their asses until they were beet-red. Invariably during a
punishment session Pam and Scotty would secretly catch each other's gaze and
enjoy the painful discipline together sharing their camaraderie. Sometimes after
a paddling Bess would have the two masturbate for her. Laying side-by-side Bess
would make them hold off cumming for agonizing long minutes....until she finally
ordered, "Cum for me, my Pets." Pam would eagerly run a dildo in and out of her
pussy. It was a bit harder for Scotty, and sometimes Bess would have to paddle
him some more, before his jism spurted onto his muscular belly.
Bess' favorite activity for the two was their weekly 'shaving day.' This was
when Pam and Scotty would have to shave each others bodies. They didn't let Bess
know, but both Pam and Scotty enjoyed it as well. It wasn't sexual, just a
chance for the two of them to be close. They always giggled when Pam lifted
Scotty's soft penis to shave its tender underside, or when Scotty would tease
Pam about her pussy being so wet after the manipulation of the razor. They were
like two little puppies playing at the request of their owner.
Scotty was happier than he had ever been. He had even gotten to know the entire
Henderson family and enjoyed being a 'big brother' to the girls. And he felt
safe and cared for at Bess' house.
Bill Henderson---
After helping his wife recover from a nasty bout of food poisoning that she had
gotten from a dinner with their neighbor, things settled down into a routine for
the Hendersons.
Bill was enjoying a more energized and sexually active wife. He assumed that it
was the results of Pam, getting into shape, maybe part mid-life crisis. But his
wife was acting sexier than ever before. She was even keeping her pubic area
shaved. His wife was just so much more adventuresome in bed. They used to make
love once-a-week, now it was three or four times a week and they had even had
sex in the living room one night after the girls had gone to bed. Pam was
regularly putting his penis in her mouth and once he had even accidentally had
an orgasm in her mouth. Pam acted like there was nothing to it.
Business was going very well. Mr. Odom down the street had even given him some
advice that had paid off for his company. He didn't know why the man was
interested in his career, but he would listen to the retired businessman's
advice anytime.
His daughters were having a good summer. Bess, his wife's best friend and their
back door neighbor, had taken in a boarder. It was a young man who, from the
looks of him, was obviously an athlete. The young man and 'Aunt Bess' often
played in the park on the weekends with his girls. Bill had never been much of
an athlete and from all reports his daughters had some talent at basketball and
softball. Scotty, the young man occasionally baby-sat for the girls on nights
that he worked late. When he had to work late, Pam would usually take that
opportunity to go out with Bess to watch a movie or eat dinner. He was pleased
that she was getting out some, but more pleased that she wanted to be home when
he was there. He knew he had a wonderful wife, she would only go out with her
friends when he wasn't home, how thoughtful of her.
Scotty even helped Bill move some heavy boxes from the attic. Bill was impressed
by the way Scotty easily lifted boxes. Boxes that he could hardly move. The
muscular young man had suggested that Bill come over to Bess' basement to work
out with him in the evening. The same way that his wife worked out with Bess
during the day. After all, look how good the work-outs had been for Pam. Bill
was seriously thinking about it, Scotty had even said that he would really like
to have another male around when he worked out. When he told Scotty that he
didn't have any appropriate exercise clothes, the young man simply said that
that wasn't a problem.
Bess---
Life was wonderful. When Pam had come back to her house and offered herself up,
Bess had excitedly taken back the responsibility for her neighbor. But she
realized now that is was a very precious responsibility. She would use Pam, take
advantage of her, but never threaten the housewife's family life. That took some
juggling on Bess' part. It would become harder as the housewife was taken to
deeper levels of submission and both Bess and Pam looked for new experiences.
Bess had to be very careful, but she knew that she could do it. Having someone
turn themselves over to you body and soul was such an invigorating yet humbling
experience.
Always being a bit of a loner Bess was now the center of attention for so many
people (thanks to her Pet). She was actually coming out of her shell and her
personality was much more pleasant. Clyde and the men were around a lot. Scotty
was staying with her, of course her Pet was devoted to her. She had even begun
to socialize with others, and the best part she had become a real part of the
Henderson family. The girls really were now considering her 'Aunt Bess'. She
felt that her influence on the girls was positive. She would never reveal the
true relationship she had with their mother and was always careful when she was
around the girls to be very respectful. But neither there mother or father had
very strong personalities. So Bess made sure that the girls had a strength of
character and a role model of a strong, forceful woman in their lives. She also
got them involved in competitive athletics, to give them even greater self
confidence and strength.
But best of all were the evenings, once every couple of weeks, when she and Pam
went trolling for a good fuck. On nights that Bill worked late Bess would have
Scotty watch the girls and she and Pam would head out to a restaurant or club.
It never took long for Pam to work her magic. Particularly as Pam's clothes had
become even more revealing. On their nights out both women were soon in a motel
room having some of the best sex of their lives. Bess was careful about the men
that they went with, never more than two. Usually they each had their own 'date'
but on one occasion they had switched men after the initial fuck. That had been
fun. Bess really wanted to set up another gang-bang for her Pet, but she was
worried about losing control again. So that would have to wait until sometime in
the future. But when it happened...well.....
Pam---
She was easily able to keep her two lives separate. The only place her two
different existences met was in bed with her husband. She was bringing Bill
along slowly. She didn't want him to be shocked. But it was better than she
hoped for. Since she had become more open about her desires she found that Bill
was also becoming more 'interested' in trying new things. In fact they were have
the best sex of their married life. She just wished Bill would be more forceful
with her, she needed him to dominate her. But if he couldn't, if he didn't have
that in him, at least she had 'Miss Bess.'
Her time with "Miss Bess" made her life complete... Pam would do anything for
her, and did... despite how guilty she sometimes felt, she would never refuse
her...
