Goodbye Michelle (Closed for ThePG & I)

[sallythescorpian]

"I love you too Michelle, even if the way I show it is... Strange."

He had no idea how much she needed to hear that!! Or perhaps he did, he really knew her so well. She felt her heart swell with love for him, and she cuddled into him.

"I love you too, Daniel..... so very much!! It's odd for me, our relationship, I mean, but I can honestly say I've never known any other way! It's taking me a bit to get used to it... again, but knowing you love me makes it all worth it! The only thing I am sure of is how much I love you, how much you mean to me!!"

His fingers traced her face, and he looked at her so intently, and Michelle felt as though he could see her soul, as though he could see right to the very centre of her.

"Do you want to see something?"

She nodded, her voice barely audible.

"Yes, show me...."

She had no idea what he was referring to, but after the intensity of his gaze she felt it would be something Earth shattering... something important. Perhaps he was about to show her their wedding video? Or perhaps it was something else that defined who they were? Memorabilia from their first date, perhaps, or from when he had proposed?

"Robert finished this just before we sat down for dinner..."

For a moment she was confused. Robert? Robert who?? The only Robert she could think of was his friend who had..... Oh My God!!! The TV screen was suddenly filled with images of her getting the fucking of her life!! She was moaning, crying out, and looking like a total whore!!! She squeezed her eyes shut, but it was too late the image was branded on her brain!!

"You're such a nympho,"

She lowered her head, but his hands were all over her, and to her dismay, she felt her body responding to him, her pussy wet, her nipples rock hard, her clit throbbing. His fingers massaged her, enflaming her, exciting her, as the sounds and image of her being fucked, and fucking so wildly, filled the room. She was so turned on by her whorish behaviour, she was shocked at herself, yes,, but she was also aroused.

As the video continued, she became more and more shocked at herself, and simultaneously, she began more and more horny!! If she had been less sore, she would have begged him to fuck her! She ran her hands over him, whispering in his ear, while her moans provided background noise.

"I want you Danny! I want you so bad!!!"

She rocked against him, squeezing his cock through his pants.

"If only I wasn't so sore!! I want you so much!!"

 

[The_PG]

"And even now... You're still a slut about it..."

Daniel laughed as she blushed, and ran his fingers over her bright red cheeks. Then he kissed her on one, and the other. He watched Michelle the entire time she watched the TV and began to squirm atop of him. There was no hiding his arousal even before he hands squeezed him through his pants. He grinned, and gripped her ass with his strong hands; squeezing the tight muscles firmly, massaging the flesh with his calloused skin and powerfully conditioned hands. He knew she was turned on, and he was not really even surprised that it was at her own slutty, whorish behavior. Nothing about Michelle would surprise him ever again after finding out that she had fucked another man, while he was overseas defending her freedom, way of life, and ability to make such a decision and betray him.

A rush of anger intensified the force in his clenching hands.

A growl rolled deep in his chest.

"Don't worry slut. There is a way... I'll give you what you want, I always have."

He couldn't hide the bitterness in those last words, though he imagined Michelle would just assume it was his arousal. Which it was, in a way, the anger and hatred seemed to turn him on more then anything nowadays. Really in the end, it did not matter anyways as he moved too quickly for her to think about it long.

First he pulled down her panties, and both his pants and boxers. Then he pushed his cock along her abused pussy, letting it soak in her juices, and he placed her hands against his stiffness to let her rub in the juices. She seemed slightly nervous, and still embarrassed from the video that was playing loudly in their living room. Before long his cock was coated thickly in the juices, then he slipped both of his hands under her ass and down her thighs just a bit. Picking her ass up by the thighs, Daniel smiled as he felt his cock slide along her throbbing pussy and pop up against her tightly closed sphincter. Now that she knew; he could hear her breathing quicken and her pulse race. Without hesitation he pushed his him up, and pulled her thighs down. Easily smashing the barrier and pushing his throbbing, slippery cock deep inside of her tight asshole and suddenly clenching bowels.

"I said I was gonna fuck your asshole. Didn't I?" He hissed, as one of his hands left her thigh and went around her chest to squeeze her breasts, and hold her tightly against him as she tried to squirm away from where he was skewering her asshole. He shifted on the couch, turning Michelle toward the TV so that they were spooning, and she could continue to see her slutty actions while he rested his cock deep inside of her asshole.

"Mhmm, what a slut. You begged for everything, and wanted more didn't you? You can't wait until we fill up all three of your slutty holes at the same time. God, you're fucking tight. Can't ever let that happen again, can we?"

With a grunt he pulled partway out, and then thrust up inside of her powerfully. His wrapped arm holding her thin body in place, and driving her down on his muscular spike that protruded from between his legs.

Daniel wanted to make it painful at first, but no matter how hard he drove inside of his wife Michelle just seemed to refuse to cry out. Maybe he had turned her on too much? Curious, he arched his neck and leaned over the side of her face to see it, and see what she was thinking.

"You horny little slut..." He whispered, before he kissed her softly on the cheek and continued to drive himself deep in her ass.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Michelle was sore, raw, and stinging as Daniel lifted her, rubbing his dick against her wet slit. She wanted to object, to tell him that she was too sore, raw and abraded to allow him to fuck her, but if he wanted it, she knew she wouldn't try to stop him. Still, it hurt like hell. But when he lifted her, and she felt his cock head against her asshole, and she sucked in a shocked breath! Not now! She wasn't ready!!!

Panicked, she squeezed her anal muscles as tight as she could, but he lowered her, and gravity helped him, and defeated her!!

"I said I was gonna fuck your asshole. Didn't I?"

Oh God!! The buring pain as his dick stretched her anal ring painfully made her whimper, but she internalised the scream that threatened, and tried to calm herself to accept that which she couldn't change. Danny was hell bent on fucking her ass, and nothing was going to stop him, nothing!!

She watched herself on screen, shocked at her slutty behaviour, and, to her shame, aroused by what she witnessed.

"Mhmm, what a slut. You begged for everything, and wanted more didn't you? You can't wait until we fill up all three of your slutty holes at the same time. God, you're fucking tight. Can't ever let that happen again, can we?"

Had he fucked her ass before now?? Probably! She didn't know, she imagined he would have, if he'd wanted to, but it certainly felt like her asshole was being opened for the very first time. she wanted to ask him, to question him on it.

"Oh God!! Danny, it fucking hurts!! Have we done this much? I mean, have you fucked my... my ass much before? It feels so big in there! I can't imagine every going back to normal!!"

But despite her misgivings, she began to move against him, rolling her hips, trying to take some control over the depth of his thrusts. Everytime he went deep, the fattest part of his dick stretched her sphincter painfully, and she was terrified she was going to split!!

"You horny little slut..."

His words ticked her senses, and filled her subconscious mind, as his lips found that sensitive spot on the back of her neck, sending tingles down her spine. She moaned, and began to experience a dark and sinful pleasure which throbbed deep within her, moaning as he took her.

He felt enormous in her ass!!! Much, MUCH bigger than he did in her pussy!! She began to feel it, the deep, dark possession; the awakening of the nasty little slut that seemed to live deep within her psyche; the dark, forbidden pleasure, that made her feel taken and possessed like nothing had before. The room was reverberating with her orgasmic screams as the movie played out, and her own real time moans began to grow in volume, and blend with the recorded ones, as Daniel began to ride her ass with increasing fury, and she began to arch her back to him, beginning to find it enjoyable as the burning pain subsided, replaced with a throbbing that went straight to her womb.

 

[The_PG]

There was nothing that Daniel needed to worry about with his wife. Not only had he guessed completely out of the dark, and completely right, that she was an absolute slut. But he probably had helped Michelle figure that out long before she ever would have, and it was quite possible that she never would have. Irregardless she was loving her ass reaming now, and Daniel was loving it too. While he knew he should have used real lubrication on their first attempt, ever, he had grown callous to the idea when he remembered how she had stabbed him in the back. Now it was his turn, and he was taking full advantage of it.

All of his anger was swelled in his arms, and dick. The three iron bars held her absolutely still; the arms across her chest and down across her pelvis. The manhood inside of her bowels kept her from going in any direction unless the rest of his steel body allowed it on purpose. She was tight. Incredibly tight. It almost felt like she was peeling the skin from his dick every time he pulled his cock from her asshole, before pushing it back inside of the tight muscles. He almost wished he had used lube, until she screamed, or squirmed from his poking and prodding. Then his cock would swell, and spill pre-cum into her ass, and little by little she became coated in slippery liquid. By then Daniel wasn't thinking about lube anymore. Instead he was focused on his wife, and her squealing little reactions.

Each thrust had her arching away, and then thrusting back to force his cock just a little deeper inside of her bowels.

He growled, and nibbled on the back of her neck as his eyes focused upon her slutty behavior in the television.

"I'm going to make a fortune off of you Michelle. I'll be rich. And you will be the little whore that makes me all of my money, and you'll enjoy every second of it, won't you? Getting fucked just like that..." Daniel pushed inside of her hard, and squeezed her breasts together with one hand. Digging his fingers into the sensitive skin powerfully, "And just like this."

He held himself buried to the hilt inside of Michelle. Letting her squirming, flexing, and pushing little muscles massage his throbbing cock.

"Do you want that Michelle? To make your master rich, and show everyone just what kind of a slut I've made you? Show everyone... Your family... Your friends... Your lovers... Everyone who has ever met you. They'll say, that's the slut! The whore... The wench... The cunt... The toy... The fucking little cumdumpster... She cums so easy, all the damn time! Haha, you're going to cum, aren't you? Already... Tsk, tsk... Okay, go ahead. Do it!"

The last two words were made with a commanding voice, like the bark of a cannon, and Daniel knew she would obey as her body froze and then began to shake...

 

[sallythescorpian]

Michelle was writhing on his cock, rocking her body back and forth, taking him to the hilt, moaning wildly, duetting with her cries from the TV.

"I'm going to make a fortune off of you Michelle. I'll be rich. And you will be the little whore that makes me all of my money, and you'll enjoy every second of it, won't you? Getting fucked just like that..."

Danny's words painted a nasty picture, and it made her moan with desire. Her pussy creamed and flooded, soaking her thighs.

His hands were mashing her tits together, fucking her in time to his words, making her moan, making her shudder.

"Do you want that Michelle? To make your master rich, and show everyone just what kind of a slut I've made you?

Oh God!! She moaned, and she began to thrust wildly on him, loving the burning stretch as this thick cock drove into her ass.

"Show everyone... Your family... Your friends... Your lovers... Everyone who has ever met you. They'll say, that's the slut! The whore... The wench... The cunt... The toy... The fucking little cumdumpster... She cums so easy, all the damn time! Haha, you're going to cum, aren't you? Already... Tsk, tsk...

The picture painted by his words, a family she didn't recall finding out what a whore she was, friends of hers, of theirs, seeing her behaving so cheaply... it should repulse her, it should... but it didn't!! She could feel her clit throbbing, swollen, pulsing, as she quivered, and trembled right on the brink of a massive orgasm!!

"Okay, go ahead. Do it!"

She did, screaming loudly, drowing out even she panting moans from the TV as she came so hard, her cum literally squirting from her empty pussy, her entire body convulsing as she squeezed down so hard on his cock that she thought she might damage him, but she was unable to control anything her body did just then, cumming and moaning with out pause.

Worn out from her massive climax that seemed to go on and on forever, she finally stopped twitching, and slumped, exhausted, feeling her husband still rock hard and still thrusting into her ass!! He had stretched her so, she was sure she would be left with her asshole gaping, but the dark pleasure, edged with a little pain was so incredible, so unlike anything she could have imagined, so intense that she cried out for more!!

 

[The_PG]

Michelle's orgasm was beautiful, as it normally was, but the tightness it caused was like nothing Daniel had ever experienced up until this moment. He shuddered violently as she squeezed him tightly; as if she was trying to pop his dick. The blood trapped inside of his sensitive glands, and the pleasure that spread through his body from it forced a groan from his body. It was unlike any of the growls or rumblings he'd let loose before when fucking his wife. Instead it was just a release. A delightful release of pent up air that exploded from his lungs unexpectedly. Meanwhile, his fingers tightened and his ass flexed; driving instead of pulling his dick into her ass. As soon as she did relax, however, he pushed back inside of her and immediately resumed fucking the slippery hole that was beginning to finally relax after the intense orgasm.

After the unexpected intensity of the moment, Daniel felt his balls tingling in their sack, h began to breathe deeply right on the nape of Michelle's neck. He felt her tensing again; moaning as the pleasure began to assault her nerves once again. All he could do at this point was smile. His smugness had faded for the moment as he simply enjoyed fucking her asshole powerfully.

In fact he had to concentrate harder on that now, as he was growing increasingly closer to cumming himself, and he wanted this whole ordeal to last for Michelle until she didn't like it. Now that he knew she could like it, he wanted to show her that he could make it quite unpleasant if he wanted to. To do this, he simply slowed his thrusts, but at the same time deepened them. Attempting to straighten out her bowels as best he could with his long length of cock.

While it certainly gave him pleasure; the long languid rubs of his thick glands against her smooth velvet innards, it wasn't really enough to get him off. Just enough to keep him breathing heavily in her ear, to start him sweating, and to continue draining pre-cum into her raw and abused bowels.

"God Michelle... You're so fucking gorgeous... I'm going to fuck you every damn day for the rest of your fucking life... And no, I really don't give a damn how fucking sore you are. Cunt."

With the last word echoing in her ear, he grabbed her cunt, his hand had been traveling down the length of her trembling body until it slipped between her legs. There he had toyed with her soaked cunt; which he noticed had squirted again. That was something he was going to have to remember. But with that last word three of his fingers slipped inside of her, while the other two made a V on top of her pussy.

With the grip in place he was able to pull entirely out of Michelle's bowels, and skewer her over and over again.

There was nowhere for her to go, and her asshole had grown considerably tighter once again.

As she tried to squirm away, they were lifted off the couch somewhat, with a grin Daniel pushed off the couch with his heels and flipped them completely off onto the floor. They landed with a thud, and he was still embedded within her asshole, and gripping her pussy. Pulling as he kneel'd, Daniel lifted Michelle back up and pushed just her torso onto the couch before resuming his fucking, and finger-fucking.

The detour had given him some lasting power, and once again he began to tear into her soft asshole.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"God Michelle... You're so fucking gorgeous... I'm going to fuck you every damn day for the rest of your fucking life... And no, I really don't give a damn how fucking sore you are. Cunt."

She moaned at his words, her body reacting, while her mind recoiled at his use of that word. Cunt. He kept calling her that, and it made her feel.... less than a person. Like she was a thing...a...a.. cunt, nothing more. But as much as she hated it, it turned her on too! She moaned and whimpered as he empty pussy dripped, weaping for him, needing him. Her orgasm had made her even wetter, and her body was still thrumming with sensation.

Michelle screamed when his fingers found her soaking wet, but still raw pussy, three fingers driving deep into her abused cunt, sending waves of agony through her, making her entire body clench hard. She was caught up in the pain, and coming so close on the heels on her massive climax, she was not fully aware of what was happing, so she was surprised to suddenly find herself jolted as they hit the floor, and moments after, to have her torso squashed into the couch.

Daniel was still driving wildly into her stretched asshole, and then, as she began to feel her arousal build again, he changed his stroke. She thrust back against him, trying to egg him on, to encourage him to speed up, but now he was thrusting slow and deep, and it felt as though his cock head was about to come up her throat!! Her pleasure diminished, and it became increasingly more painful, each thrust ending so deep inside her, it felt as though she was being punched in the stomach, but from the inside.

She began to feel sick, her lunch threatening to make an unwelcome reappearance, and what had been her earlier moans of pleasure became grunts of endurance. She squeezed her ass on his cock, trying desperately to get him to cum, her ass was rapidly becoming as sore as her pussy!!

She could feel every callous on his fingers, every bit of rough skin as it abraded her already abused cunt, as they drove deeply and rhythmically into her, in time with the painful thrusts of his cock as she was punched inside by his slow, deep, hard thrusts.

She began to cry.

"Daniel... it hurts! It hurts so bad.. my... my pussy.... my.. my .. " she forced herself to say it... "my cunt.. my ass it hurts so bad... please... please stop!!"

Somewhere deep inside she knew he would show her no mercy, but she couldn't stop herself from begging him for it anyhow. Tears were now streaming down her face, soaking the cushion on the seat of the couch. She struggled to prevent herself from being sick, thinking he would be angry if she vomited on the sofa. She tried desperately to focus on something, anything rather than the burning sting in her cunt and the dry dragging of his cock against the tender flesh of her asshole, which by now she was certain was scarlet, and angry looking. She was consumed by it, sobbing hard, her struggles now abandoned, as she begged for mercy.

"Please Danny, please!!! It fucking hurts so!!! please!!!!"

He kept pulling completely out of her, and the second her distressed little sphincter began to close, he drove it, stretching it abruptly once more, driving her insane with pain.

 

[The_PG]

Daniel was enjoying himself immensely. Not for the first time at all, but for the first time he was really, really enjoying himself; knowing that he was causing pain with little or no pleasure to reverse it. Michelle sounded scared, but even better it sounded like she expected him to actually give a damn and stop fucking her tight little asshole. As if! He only fucked harder, and moved his hand to cover her little mouth; stifling her words, and muting her cries and whimpers. The hand on her mouth tilted her head to the side, so he could see her frightened eyes and flaring nose.

He laughed, and licked from the top of her spine, up the back of her neck, and over to her eye.

At the end he pushed a particularly hard thrust deep into her bowels and watched as it forced a tear from the corner of her eyelid. Leaning over, he pecked at it with a tiny kiss, and licked his lips. Her steady moans from the television filled his ears, but underneath was the sickeningly sweeter sound of her whimpers and sniffles. God, how come he absolutely loved taking his revenge like this?

Daniel continued to fuck her brutally. Pulling out of her asshole, and reopening it again, though at this point it did stay gaping open to some degree with every single stroke. Slowly he began to build cum in his balls, and with each tear that dripped from Michelle's eyes and ran over his knuckles, he felt a drop of cum prepare to ejaculate from his cock. The pleasure swimming through his veins was like a drug; his heart pumped harder, his eyes narrowed, sweat prickled along his spine and dripped from the tip of his nose.

"I fucking love you Michelle... But I fucking hate you too..." He felt the shock run through her body, "It keeps me loving you, the hate. You're everything that is right in my life, and everything that is wrong. So I fucking hate you, and fucking love you. Especially when you cry... God... Fuck!"

All of a sudden his body tensed, and his cock depressed deeply inside of her bowels.

His balls began to contract, forcing semen deep into her body.

When he was finished he simply rolled to the side, leaving her asshole gaping, and sat on the couch.

Daniel glanced over, and lazily placed a hand on Michelle's head. Gripping her hair. Pulling, he hovered her head directly over his cock, and smirked when she looked up at him in pain, and tear filled eyes. "Yes, clean it. Then you can go clean yourself up... In fact... Hmmm," He could tell she was about to puke. So he stood and walked into the bathroom, with one thrust of his cock, he pushed into the back of her throat and then he only had to wait. He could feel her beginning to puke, and ripped her head off his cock, and pushed it into the toilet water, and held her there as her body convulsed.

"We'll get you nice and cleaned out..." He whispered, holding her dripping face up above the toilet, "Now, clean me up cunt."

 

[sallythescorpian]

"I fucking love you Michelle... But I fucking hate you too...It keeps me loving you, the hate. You're everything that is right in my life, and everything that is wrong. So I fucking hate you, and fucking love you. Especially when you cry... God... Fuck!"

Michelle was totally shocked at his words. He hated her??? Tears fell faster, and more copiously now, and she felt a wave of despair crash over her. But he had said he loved her too??? It was all so confusing. The one thing she was certain of was that she excited him sexually - he lusted for her, and that was the key. He would grow to love her more, and hate her less, Michelle thought, if she continued to give him what he wanted.

She barely managed to stop herself from vomiting as he thrust really hard, punching her stomach from inside, forcing its contents up her throat. Then she felt it, the hot splashes of his cum as he painted her bowels. He had finished! It was over!! Relief flooded her, she had managed not to puke, and had endured until he came,and she felt an odd sense of accomplishment at that.

He rolled off her, leaving her there, breathing hard, alone. No hug, no kiss to the neck, not even a slap to her ass. He'd just disengaged himself, and moved to sit on the couch beside her. She felt his hand on her head, lifting it, and she looked up, smiling, expecting him to lift her head, lower his and kiss her, but instead he pulled her head so that she hovered over his musty smelling cock. No! NO!! He didn't intend her to..... no, he wouldn't!! Would he??!!

"Yes, clean it. Then you can go clean yourself up... In fact... Hmmm,"

But... but it had just been in her.... UGH! He wouldn't make her! He was teasing her, right??! He dragged her to the bathroom, and she sighed a sigh of relief, expecting him to wash himself, and then get her to "clean him up".

She was totally taken by surprise when he drove his grimy cock deep into her mouth and throat, and held it there as her through convulsed, and then the hot rush of puke coming up from her stomach. He pulled out, and to her shock, ducked her head first into the toilet bowl, into the water, holding her there while she threw up her lunch. Just when she desperately needed to suck in air, he lifted her out, puke and toilet water dripping from her face and hair, onto her breasts, and running down her body. She had inadvertantly sucked some water up her nose as she puked, and now it streamed back out. She must look horrendous!


"We'll get you nice and cleaned out...Now, clean me up cunt."

Shocked, and scared, Michelle's eyes were wide, and she began to shake her head, and then the thought that he might just drown her in the toilet occurred to her. In that instant it seemed like a very real possibility, so despite her revulsion, she opened her mouth, and sucked on his cock, trying desperately to forget where it had been so recently thrusting.

She sucked him, over and over, working her lips and tongue all over, taking him deep down her throat, so that she could clean him from balls to tip, fighting the urge to puke. Her stomach was revolting, making her entire body quake as she retched, only his cock deep in her throat plugged it from coming up. He pulled out, and instantly she was head first in the toilet again, vomiting from the very pit of her stomach.

 

[The_PG]

The way that Michelle shook was starting to turn Daniel on again. He chuckled at the look of despair in her eyes as she realized that he was getting turned on. Patting her head, for her to continue, he wondered if he really should fuck her again or not. The best thing would be driving home his point, and in his cock, into either of her fucked up holes would be incredibly painful for her. But he was getting bored with just fucking her for the sake of fucking her and making it hurt. There was more that he could get out of this, and he just knew it. So he let her finish cleaning him, and forced her head into the toilet bowl again. He flushed it several times, holding her head in the running water, to get all of the smell out of her hair and off her face. The fact that she nearly passed out didn't bother him either, as soon as he thought she was clean enough he pulled her by her wet hair and tossed her into the tub. Before leaving, he flicked on the shower head.

When Daniel returned he found Michelle still shivering in the position he had left her.

"Stupid cunt," He muttered as he noticed she hadn't even changed the temperature of the water to anything warmer then the cold that he had started. Twisting the hot nozzle, he held up the video camera and touched the record button.

"Michelle... I want you to tell myself, and everyone watching just how much fun you had today. Tell them about lunch, the movie you watched, and what we did after. Just know, before you begin, that if you sound even the least bit ungrateful, I'm going to tear your asshole open again, and this time I'm not going to fix you."

Looking out from behind the camera, Daniel smirked into Michelle's eyes, and the smirk grew into a laugh as she processed everything he had just told her.

"Then I want you to show us, show us everything you've done, and how much you are loving your new life."

 

[sallythescorpian]

She coughed and choked and spluttered as she tried to recover from her ordeal of having her head swirled down the toilet, he dragged her to the shower, and pushed her in, flicking it on.

Icy cold water hit her, instantly making her more alert, but she cowered, waiting for it to warm up, hoping against hope that it would. It didn't, and she was shivering hard when Daniel came back in.

"Stupid cunt,"

She looked at him with big eyes, pleased, and relieved when the water warmed up pleasently. Then she saw it, the camera, and she gulped.

"Michelle... I want you to tell myself, and everyone watching just how much fun you had today. Tell them about lunch, the movie you watched, and what we did after. Just know, before you begin, that if you sound even the least bit ungrateful, I'm going to tear your asshole open again, and this time I'm not going to fix you."

She blushed, from her hair line, down to her tits, as she looked at the camera lens, while she stood under the hot water, soaping her body. She described in detail, the lunch that Daniel had made for them, and how they had cuddled on the couch, watching the movie of her being ridden raw by his friends. She turned even redder, and she told in detail how very sore her cunt and ass were, spreading her legs to show him how red and raw her flesh was, and then, as she told how he had fucked her asshole making her cum so hard, she found that her fingers trailed down her body, and she began to flick her clit as she told the camera all about it.

She told how she had sucked his cock clean when he pulled out of her ass, and how she had puked, and then how he had held her head down the toilet, flushing it, before putting her into the the cold shower.

His smirk, she told herself, was proof that he loved her, and she smiled back, and then quivered as she came so hard!!


"Then I want you to show us, show us everything you've done, and how much you are loving your new life."

She began to fuck her ass with one of her fingers, retelling how he had fuck her ass so hard, it had almost come out her throat!! Then she began to suck on a finger, as she turned and looked at the camera, mimicking sucking him off. She really began to get into it, as she performed for the camera, and knowing that she was turning him pleased her greatly.

 

[The_PG]

Daniel watched from both behind the camera screen and above it; his eyes flickering between the real present and the recorded now. It didn't take a genius to figure out which one was more arousing. Especially right now for him. Towards the end of her 'show' his eyes remained fixed over the top of the tiny LCD screen and focused on Michelle's face. Her emotions were not hard to read anymore, her recent memory wipe out had apparently made her forget entirely how to hide what she was feeling or thinking. Daniel had not, however, and upon his face sat a look of smug contempt even though inside he was feeling nothing but hot, molten, burning desire to take her again and again. He really did not feel quite as superior as he was showing, in fact he sort of felt lucky, but obviously that was nothing that he could show in front of his toy of a wife. As she came to her conclusion and began to happily suck her finger, Daniel felt his cock throbbing with desire once again.

"You're a disgusting, perverted, retarded, fucked up little cunt... Did you know that Michelle?"

He watched her face explode in color once again, but didn't react to it. Instead he continued. His voice dead, and hard.

Like the heart he had once shared with her.

"I call you cunt, bitch, whore, sextoy, ho, skank, slut, depraved, mindless, stupid, pussy, and fucktoy because that is all you are. You aren't my wife, my lover, my friend, you aren't my anything. All you're good for is everything I've made you, you've done nothing by yourself and you are nothing without me. You never will be. I am everything, and that makes you nothing. A body, a hot body, with nothing inside that needs to be taken care of, an empty head. An empty heart. An empty soul. You'll do anything for me. Anything."

The last word finally contained emotion, and his eyes lit up with evil pride as Michelle shuddered from it. Cumming in her fucked up sense of worthlessness. Not entirely sure where the monologue had come from, or where he was going with it, Daniel stood silently for a full minute as he watched Michelle, who watched him back. Finally something happened, her eyes dipped to the bulge in his pants, and he laughed. It was a short, barking, cold laugh. Stepping forward he turned the water off and placed the camera on a nearby shelf, leaving it to record, as he stepped out of his pants and into the tub.

Pressing Michelle into the tiled walls, he placed his throbbing erection against the crack of her ass and whispered softly into her ear.

"Where the fuck do you want it, this time, cunt?"

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You're a disgusting, perverted, retarded, fucked up little cunt... Did you know that Michelle?"

She gasped, shocked, and recoiled at his words, as her face heated. She stared at him, shocked into silence, as he continued.


"I call you cunt, bitch, whore, sextoy, ho, skank, slut, depraved, mindless, stupid, pussy, and fucktoy because that is all you are. You aren't my wife, my lover, my friend, you aren't my anything. All you're good for is everything I've made you, you've done nothing by yourself and you are nothing without me. You never will be. I am everything, and that makes you nothing. A body, a hot body, with nothing inside that needs to be taken care of, an empty head. An empty heart. An empty soul. You'll do anything for me. Anything."

If she had been shocked by his earlier words, she visibly cringed now, recoiling at his words, her face, a picture of confusion, as she searched his face, seeking some softness, some hint that he was not in earnest. Tears filled her eyes, and tricked down her cheeks, humiliated at his opinion of her, and the degree of truth that was in them.

Then realisation hit. He was mind fucking her! He didn't really mean it, he was just saying that, to make her feel cheap and nasty. Relieved, she resumed finger fucking her sore, stinging cunt, her nipples rock hard once more, as she looked at him, and licked her lips, as her tears, incongruous in the face of her passion, fell down her face.

He watched her, seeminly dispassionately, for a few moments, and then he set the camera aside, and climbed in with her.

"Where the fuck do you want it, this time, cunt?"

She looked at him, her pussy was excrutiatingly sore, her ass too, and she didn't think a blow job would do..... but she would try.

"I'm sore, very sore in my.... um.. er... pussy, and my asshole is agonising, so.... how about a ... blow job??!"

Her voice was meek, and she knew, as soon as she started to speak, that whatever she offered would not be right! Had she offered her cunt, or her ass, he would most likely have chosen something else.

 

[The_PG]

"A blow job?" Daniel laughed, "Is that a joke?"

His face descended into a sneer as he rubbed the head of his throbbing cock up and down between her firm ass-cheeks. Threatening to push into her torn sphincter every so often; just to hear the beginnings of a squeal when she thought he would actually do it. Then he dropped lower, and placed the head against her sorely abused cunt and rubbed there. It covered his cock in her flowing juices, and nearly slipped him inside of her cunt several times as he thought about it. Just feeling her shake between the cold tile and his rock hard body morphed the sneer to a smirk slowly.

He kissed one side of her neck, "If I fuck you in the asshole... It's going to sting... You won't be able to sit comfortably for awhile... You'll feel like the abused, used, pathetic piece of shit that you are... You'll feel empty, and horny... But you know what?" He laughed again, and kissed the other side of her neck, "You will still cum. Won't you?"

This time the laugh wasn't soft, but a barking, mocking laugh.

"Of course you will." Kissing multiple times, and making his way back to Michelle's other ear. He began whispering anew, "If I fuck you in the pussy, it's going to make you walk funny. It's going to burn when you piss, the pain is going to turn into pleasure and it's going to end up with me fucking you again and again until I'm tired of fucking the same old raw pussy and I get rid of you... You'll scream, cry, but eventually... Just like always... You'll cum. Won't you?"

Once again the barking laugh returned, as Michelle agreed meekly.

"Well guess what slut? Today is your lucky fucking day."

Daniel suddenly whirled his wife around, and forced her to her knees in the tub. Only he didn't demand, or ask her for a blowjob. He just fucked her face. Trapping the back of her head against the bathroom wall, and her face against his pubic hair and ball sack. Powerful thighs, knotted arms, and an unbreakable grip held Michelle in place as he drove his cock deep into mouth and down her throat again and again. Whether she was able to breathe or not wasn't a concern of his; he wanted to make sure that her throat was just as fucking sore as the rest of her holes by the time he was finished with her. It didn't take long for the arousal to build to a boiling point in his balls, but Daniel severely doubted that Michelle was feeling anything besides dread or a little sick as he fucked her throat over and over again.

He felt her gagging, screaming, and choking as he thrust forward, but none of that stopped him.

In the end he finished by placing the head of his dick on her lips, and telling her to finish the last little bit through her tears, sobs, and deep breaths.

"It better be a sweet little one to bitch... I can tell if you're just trying to get me off. I want to know how much you love me, and my cock."

 

[sallythescorpian]

His mocking voice taunted her as he discussed his options, and how she would be unable to sit if he fucked her sore, abused asshole, or how she would be unable to walk, if he heaped further abuse on her stinging cunt. But, to her shame, he was right. Irrespective of what he did, the likelihood was that she would cum, and cum hard for him. That, more than anything convinced her that this was they way they had always lived their life. That she had always been his slave, his slut to use and abuse as he saw fit, otherwise she wouldn't react the way she did, would she?!


He kissed her neck, and whispered in her ear, as he humiliated and demeaned her, and to her shame, her pussy quivered with excitement, and her nipples hardened until they were almost painfully tight.

After his nasty suggestions, she was almost disappointed when he didn't pursue one of the options he had so colourfully outlined.


"Well guess what slut? Today is your lucky fucking day."

With no further warning, he thrust into her mouth, diving deep into her throat, making her choke and gag, preventing her from being able to breathe. Panicked, she struggled, but it was ineffectual, and did nothing to even slow his thrusts. She began to suck and use her tongue as much as she could, out of a desperation to make him cum quick so that she could suck in a breath. Her tears flowed freely, streaking her cheeks, and dripping onto her chest, clinging briefly to her nipples before dripping onto her thighs.

Spots formed before her eyes, and her peripheral vision dimmed, and dimmed some more, and she knew she was about to lose consciousness. She fought to hang on, afraid he would be angry if she passed out before he came.

Would he stop if she fainted??? Or would he continue till he came? Would she die, here and now, kneeling in the shower, being skullfucked by her husband????

Just as she began to believe that would happen, he surprised her by suddenly pulling back so that only his cockhead was on her lips.

She gasped in air, sucking deep breaths, hoping he wasn't cumming as she would choke on the globs of cum, as her body sucked air deep into her screaming, burning lungs.

"It better be a sweet little one to bitch... I can tell if you're just trying to get me off. I want to know how much you love me, and my cock."

Relieved, and desperate to please him, so that he would cease his face fucking, she utilised every skill she had, using her tongue, lips and abused throat, to please him. She looked up at him, big eyes shinning with tears and with adoration. She even began to hum, using her voice box to generate vibrations to tickle through him. She swallowed him, using her throat muscles to massage his shaft, she sucked hard, and probed the slit in his cock head with her tongue, while her fingers stroked his balls, and massaged them gently. She blew a cool stream of air over his wet flesh, and then sucked him til he rewarded her with his hot, sticky seed as it pulsed into her mouth.

She savoured it, as though it was the most precious thing in the world, holding it all in her mouth until he was done. She opened her mouth, showing him what she had, as her eyes shone with pride at her achievement, before she swallowed all he gave her. Then gently, she lapped at his cock, cleaning him of all traces.

Her problem now, was that she was trembling with a need of her own, but she was too sore to fulfill that need. Even her clit was raw and abused, and as badly as she needed to touch it, to make herself cum, it was simply too painful to do so.

 

[The_PG]

Daniel was pleasantly surprised.

That was without a doubt the finest blowjob he had ever received. Without a fucking doubt. He glance down, and caught Michelle's shining eyes staring up into his own with a mixture of love, approval seeking, and lust. It reminded him, suddenly, of how she had looked the first time she had went down on him. Only there was a definite lack of the bruises that now covered her beautiful body, and the well-being of her body, mind, and soul didn't depend on how well she had completed her task. Back then he would have thought any sort of kiss on the tip of his cock would be the best blow-job ever, God, how could he have been so naive?

Slowly his hand moved through her hair, the sleek, wet, silky stuff slipping over his fingertips gracefully.

She liked that; and shivered. Slowly, Daniel's head tilted to the side and he looked lower down her body. A small smile crept up his lips. Holy fuck, she was aroused! Even from his full height her could see her raw little clitoris standing up on end. Seeking abuse, and not to mention only that, but her entire lower half was quivering with need. There was even still moisture still dripping from her legs into the tub, and the rest of her body had long since dried off. Slowly his hands tightened in the mess of her hair, and carefully he lifted her off the tiled floor until her eyes were but a few inches from his own.

Staring into them unblinkingly he waited for her to look away.

She did so quickly as he called her bluff, so to speak.

"You horny little slut... You want more, don't you?" He whispered softly into the ear she had presented him.

Her whimpers of acknowledgement were all that he needed. Stepping forward, between her legs, he lifted her off of the floor of the bathtub and sat her on her chiseled thigh. Trapped between his body and the cool tile walls once again. Leaning forward, Daniel trapped the nape of her neck in his mouth; he nibbled firmly. Almost as if he was eating the flesh, before exhaling his heated breath upon it, sucking in more air, and doing it all over again. The squeals she made would have made him hard in an instant, if he had not cum, for now they kept him firm and full, but limp.

"Fine..." He said softly, as she began to predictably rub herself on his thigh.

"You can cum... Do it whenever, and however you'd like..."

Then he went back to chewing, kissing, and licking her throat. Covering it in hickies; making it clear that she could do what she'd like, but he was not moving from his sudden treat.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You horny little slut... You want more, don't you?"

Michelle turned a deep crimson, as shame flooded her at being found out. She was ashamed that she was turned on by the way Daniel had treated her. No, not treated her, USED her. It objectified her, and she should hate it, despise it, but she didn't, she loved it, and while it scared her, it excited her no end. Whenever she was confronted by such concrete evidence of her peculiar relationship with Daniel, it both reassured her, and frightened her. It confused her.


She whimpered as she found herself pressed once more against the cold tile of the wall, Daniel's hard thigh pressed hard against her spread cunt, and she was grinding against him, the hair of this thigh abrading her raw and abused pussy.


"Fine...You can cum... Do it whenever, and however you'd like..."

The shame she should have felt was washed away by her own sexual excitement, and she moaned, as Daniel's mouth found her neck once more, and she began to dry hump his thigh, ignoring the pain as her raw little pussy ground against his thigh, and in a humiliatingly short time, she was whimpering, moaning, and the tell tale tightening in her lower abdomen that foretold of her impending climax. She threw back her head, and screamed as she came, the pain mingling with the flood of pleasure, as she quivered uncontrollably.

"Oh yes!! Daniel, fuck yeah!!!"

Slowly, her movements slowed, and she went limp. Her voice echoed in her ears, and she was shocked at the husky quality of her voice, caused, no doubt, from the throat fuck she had so recently enjoyed. Endured. The throat fuck she had endured.

As he moved his thigh, Michelle slid down the wall, finding herself on her hands and knees, as her breathing slowly returned to normal. Her hair, straggly with water, clung to her shoulders, and she looked up at her husband, hoping that she had pleased him.

"Have.... have I pleased you Sir?"

Why had she called him that? It just seemed to come naturally, and to fit the situation. She looked at him, holding his gaze for several moments, before she lowered her gaze, feeling that it was something she ought not to do.

She waited, wondering, hoping that she had done good, that she had pleased him.

 

[The_PG]

Daniel was glad that Michelle dropped her gaze, and entire face. It enabled him to let reestablish control over his emotions after they'd gotten away from him. Her question had caught him off guard, and he had let loose a shocked, but happily-so-shocked look that would have ruined the moment he expected. Now that his face was finished responding, he evened it, and his emotions back to normal. The fact that she had called him Sir, and given him that look, well it meant the world to him. He found himself loving it. Loving her. That was not something he had ever planned on doing again, but the longer this new relationship went on the more often he found himself thinking such strange, but familiar, thoughts. Only once he'd regained full control of himself, did he say anything to her down turned, and blushing face.

Then he realized how perfect that long pause was. How frightened she had already become. How she was already assuming the worse, assuming that she had failed him, assuming that he was displeased with her. It was really wonderful.

"You did good-" He nearly called her Michelle, "Slave."

The word just seemed to fit. He'd heard it on plenty of porn sites, and the guys always joked about those queers who played those crazy games in their bedroom. Daniel also knew it would get a reaction out of Michelle, and it did. Her eyes flickering up to him conveyed that much. Smiling in an approving, and slightly wicked manner, he reached down to touch chin, the kiss her lips, letting the kiss only linger long enough to wet her mouth before moving back and away.

Taking the camera with him he left without another word; allowing Michelle to think about what had just occurred between the two of them. Also, he wanted his own time to think about everything as well. What he was doing to her, what he planning on doing, and what was happening to him while following through with his plan. As he thought, he uploaded the videos he'd taken, and sent them all off to Robert.

Almost immediately the massive man sent him a response.

'Daniel, we've scheduled an event with a few of my more discreet clients for tomorrow night. They're willing to allow you to be present, but not involved, directly. I told them I would pass on the request. Let me know what you decide. Robert.'

Leaning back into his chair Michael pondered over the request.

On the one hand he had absolutely no problem handing Michelle's reigns over to another man, or woman, that much was obvious from the previous day. Seeing her embarrassment along with the possible disdain for what might be done to her, or that she might be forced to do to others, would be definitely worth it. However, on the other hand... There were these new feelings he was starting to enjoy when no one else was involved. Especially here in their home. Alone. A small part of him wondered what would happen if he pursued these feelings, these thoughts, here, rather then sending Michelle into the depths of depravity like he had planned. Before he knew it, his fingers began to type.

'We will both be there. M.'

Then he clicked the send key, and turned around to go find what the hell Michelle was up to.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"You did good ....... Slave."

While her eyes widened in surprise at the epithet. Was that what she was?? Before she had time to conside it any futher, he was gone, and she was left with the memory of those four words. For little words of praise, that made her heart swell ridiculously.

He loved her, she knew it. He might not show it, and certainly their relationship was strange, but beneath it, she had the absolutel certainty that he loved her, and that made it all worthwhile. She rinsed herself off, hoping that it was okay to do so, and then she stepped from the shower, and wrapped a large fluffy towel around her torso, and used another, smaller towel to dry her long hair.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, not recogising the image looking back at her, well, other than seeing herself since the accident, in the mirror..... and on TV. But it still struck her as strange that she didn't recognise herself, or recall the details of their life. The doctors had said those may never come back, and it was best to learn things over, and get comfortable with the new Michelle. That's what she was doing, and Daniel was an integral part of that. He was so handsome it made her chest hurt to think of him. What would have happened if she had died in that accident??? His life would have gone on, as it must, and he would have married again, and he would have belonged to some other woman. Jealousy flared in her chest, unreasonable as it was, and she consoled herself with how very lucky she was.

She wondered if she should dress agian in his shirt, or if he wanted her naked. She walked out, clad in only the towel, and she found him, sitting with his laptop.

"Shall I put the shirt on.... or what would you like me to wear.... Master?"

It seemed to fit him like a glove, and balanced thier relationship. She smiled at him, as she waited, wondering what they would do that day.

 

[The_PG]

Daniel relaxed back into his chair and took his time to look Michelle over from head to toe. She still had a few bruises, but they were clearing up nicely. It was really only her pussy and asshole that still needed sometime to heal up properly, which was fine because strangely enough, for once he wasn't horny. The thought made him grin a little, a grin that Michelle saw and perked up at the sight of. That certainly brought things home a little, a simple grin, and she twice as happy as she had been just seconds ago. Finally he spoke,

"Don't bother. The towel is perfect for now... You need to get used to being naked again... I think we'll spend the rest of the night relaxing. I'm going to order some food, and we'll open a bottle of wine. But, there are two things you need to go and get done. First, go and get the bed ready for tonight. I want to be able to tie each of your limbs off separately to the bed. Second, go and get the hot tub fired up."

Daniel was sort of amazed at what he'd just done. It had all come straight off the top of his head, and Michelle was eating it up. He could tell. When she turned to go, he called her back, "Come here."

He beckoned her even closer when she stood in front of him, until she was leaning over right in front of his face. Quick as lightning his hand shot out into the towel that was drying her hair. Pulling her down to her knees in front of him. Whispering heatedly in her ear, he stated; "Don't ever stand over me. Do you understand?"

Once she whimpered her response, he smirked, "Good. Now give me a kiss. I want one whenever you go to leave."

The first kiss was not quite what he was looking for, so he gave her a slap across the cheek.

"A real kiss," He commanded. His voice now like steel, by now Daniel was just going with the flow as long as it would last. Admittedly he'd never doubted being able to abuse, beat, and fuck Michelle, but he had wondered about his ability to fuck with her mind. However, it was turning out to be a lot easier and a lot more fun then he thought it would ever be. Things like making her prepare her own prison for the night, and offhandedly commenting that she needed to get used to being naked again.

It was almost like they really had once been Master & Slave once upon a time.

 

[sallythescorpian]

[I"]You need to get used to being naked again..."
[/I]

Yes, she did. It all still seemed kinda strange and new, but she could tell that it had been this way before. She was starting to remember that, at least, she thought she was. She lowered her head.

"Yes Sir!"

His plan for the remainder of the night sounded lovely, romantic, almost. Wine and food, and the two of them, relaxing.

" First, go and get the bed ready for tonight. I want to be able to tie each of your limbs off separately to the bed. Second, go and get the hot tub fired up."

Michelle blushed and lowered her head, as images of what he might do to her filled her head. Were they memories? Or simply her imagination? Did it matter??

"Come here."

Instantly, she stopped and returned to him, coming closer, until he forced her to her knees.

"Don't ever stand over me. Do you understand?"

She had been standing over him. How silly of her! She went to her knees, feeling that this was right, somehow. There was so much she had forgotten and it was frustrating!!

"Sorry Master, I'm so sorry. I forget these things, but I swear,I wont forget again! I promise!!"

She was worried that the night he had just spoken of would be taken from her, before she had the chance to enjoy it.

"Good. Now give me a kiss. I want one whenever you go to leave."

Relieved, she leaned in and kissed him chastely on the lips, and then, realising that it was not what he wanted, she repeated it, but this time poured all her passion into it. When he broke the kiss, she hurried off to see to her chores, stripping and dressing the bed with clean sheets, and, after a quick search, she found two padded leather wrist restraints, which she fastened to the bed posts at the head board, and two scarves which she tied securely to the posts at the foot of the bed.

Looking at it, she blushed, the four restraints on the bed, all but beckoning to her. She felt a rush of hot cream deep in her cunt, and her clit began to throb. Had she been less sore, she would not have been able to keep her fingers from playing there, but as it was, the stinging and throbbing was enough of a deterrent. Besides, Daniel might not like her doing that!

She hurried out onto the back porch, where she lifted the cover off of the hot tub, and she switched it on. She looked around, surprised that she had wandered so freely out of their house, wearing nothing but the towel around her long hair! Still, the back yard was well screened, and she couldn't see anyone else, so she hoped they couldn't see her either.

Blushing, she returned inside, grabbing an ice pack, and pressing it between her legs, soothed by the cool relief it offered. Then she returned to Daniel, careful this time to drop to her knees, crawling the last few feet to him.

 

[The_PG]

As Michelle crawled between his knees Daniel couldn't help but adjust himself as blood rushed towards his cock, but he fought the urge to simply fuck her right then and there rather well. It was easy enough, knowing what he had planned for her both tonight and tomorrow evening. He reached out slowly, and patted her head delicately, rubbing in small circles and slowly pushing her hair back behind her ears. She looked so cute with only a stray bang or two in front of her face. Struck by the sudden look, he tilted her chin up and spoke down to her slowly and carefully.

"I decided I do want you dressed. In pink-knee socks, and the tightest tee-shirt you can find. Also, I want your head in a ponytail. When you're finished, the food should almost be here, get it when it arrives. Tip the delivery man, or girl, in a way... They wouldn't expect."

As for himself, Daniel went out back and set up the music system and made sure the hot-tub was set correctly. He got the wine, and placed it in a chiller and on the table right next to the tub. Then he changed into a pair of trunks, and left his shirt off. Wearing only flip-flops he reentered from the back of the house just as Michelle reentered from the front. Just from the look on her face he could tell that she had done just what he had commanded, her face was bright pink, and her slender arms were shaking as she held their bags of Chinese takeout. Reaching, he took the food and gave her a one over. Growling softly, he snapped his teeth, then chuckled.

"Perfect... Just what I wanted slave, now get down on all fours, and crawl our ass out to the tub... Don't get in. Yet."

Daniel dished out the food on nice plates, and fixed everything just the way he wanted it before bringing the plates out and setting them on the edges of the tables nearest the bubbling hot pool. He'd walked up upon Michelle with her ass facing him, her tight little cheeks wiggling seductively, and her pussy looking rather wet for how long she had been without stimulation. The socks just tied everything together. Without a sound he reached down to pull her up off of her feet, being kind this time, and using the back of her shirt rather then her hair.

"Something is still missing, besides my cock," He hissed into her ear.

Then with ease that betrayed the massive amounts of strength he held in his arms, Daniel ripped the bottom half of the incredibly tight tee-shirt Michelle was wearing. Revealing her navel, lower back, and the underside of her tiny tits, smashed as they were against her chest.

Using the shredded cloth, he carefully tied both of her hands behind her back, and then easily lifted her into the hot-tub. Following closely behind and easing himself against her back. The reason for her binding was simple; he just liked her tied up. That was all that truly mattered too, his opinion. The fact that he hadn't removed her socks did not escape him either as he enjoyed the feeling of the smooth fabric against his thighs in the water, and he was sure it made things... Different, for Michelle as well.

"Now... While we eat, I want to hear all about what you did to the delivery person... And I've tied you up, to make certain you do not cum, but you must try. Try to cum while you remember it all."

With that, Daniel poured the wine and began to feed and drink the both of them as soft music chimed in the background.

 

[sallythescorpian]

"I decided I do want you dressed. In pink-knee socks, and the tightest tee-shirt you can find. Also, I want your head in a ponytail. When you're finished, the food should almost be here, get it when it arrives. Tip the delivery man, or girl, in a way... They wouldn't expect."

Michelle blushed, and hurried off to do as he bid. Finding a pair of baby pink knee socks, she pulled them on, then looked through her tee shirts, finding on in the back of a drawer that was about two sizes too small. She tugged it on, and her ribs were clearly defined beneath her breasts. Finally, she brushed her hair and pulled it up into a high ponytail, although she was tempted to put her hair into two bunches, one either side of her head, but she stuck with what Daniel had asked for.

Then she heard it, the door bell and she went out to pay for their chinese food. The delivery guy was chewing gum, looking bored, until he looked down, first at her nipples where they pressed against the thin fabric of her pink tee shirt, showing clearly through fabric where it stretched across her nipples. Then his jaw dropped as he looked lower, seeing Michelle's bare pussy, clearly on display beneath the tee shirt, which finished just below her waist.

blushing, Michelle smiled at him, and spoke softly.

"I'm afraid I dont have a tip - unless you can think of something else instead."

The delivery guy, who looked like he'd not long turned 18 turned bright red, and reached out, squeezing her tits through her tee shirt. Then his other hand dropped and he squeezed her pussy, before driving a finger deep into her, pumping it, making her cum.

When she returned to the sitting room, she was still blushing, and she smiled shyly when Daniel looked her over, lust and approval evident on his face.

"Perfect... Just what I wanted slave, now get down on all fours, and crawl our ass out to the tub... Don't get in. Yet."

She did, crawling outside, and then gasping as Daniel helped her into the tub. she was scared with her hands tied behind her, knowing that Daniel could press her beneath the water on a whim.

In the water, the tiny tee shirt was totally transparent, and clung to her tit obscenely. The knee socks somehow emphasized that the area between them and the tee shirt was naked.

"Now... While we eat, I want to hear all about what you did to the delivery person... And I've tied you up, to make certain you do not cum, but you must try. Try to cum while you remember it all."

As he fed her she told him about the delivery guy, who had spoken not one word to her while he had felt her up, and then pushed her to her knees, his fingers gripping her ponytail pulling back, forcing her mouth open as his other hand freed his cock, and he thrust in, moaning.

He fucked her mouth hard and fast, for about thirty seconds, before groaning, and shooting his load into her mouth.

"Swallow it slut"

The words rung in her ears still, and she had obeyed, a little shocked at the ease with which she did so. The delivery guy had zipped up, turned on his heel leaving her kneeling in the doorway.

"Any time you want chinese, ask for Joe, I'll make sure you get what you want!"

She knew he wasn't talking about food.

She had spread her legs as she told Daniel all about it, and had straddled his thigh, humping him for all she was worth unable to get the angle quite right.