Deception (closed for ezwriter)

[ezwriter]

Ben's groin began to radiate with new life. Seeing Claire so lost so consumed with her need, so humbled and beholden to him aroused him. Especially to hear it. It was always a treat - albeit rare - when Katie would be so lost in her pleasure that she'd talk dirty during sex. He loved to hear her plead with him, to tell him what she needed. There was something so rawly honest, Ben believed this was the essence of sex. Everyone undressed for sex, but so few of us get truly naked. But Claire was now, her hips writhing, her eyes fluttering closed, her hand unapologetically working her box.

Ben stiffened and Claire smiled as she watched his shaft thicken and stand and his cock head gorge with blood. He rose from the bed and came up beside her stroking her arm as she continued fingering herself.

Now Ben stood behind her and she could feel his thick pole pressed between her ass cheeks. "Bend over the bed," he told her and brought her hands out in front so she was supporting herself on the mattress.

"Open for me, Claire," she complied readily, arching up to the thick shaft of meat she could feel brushing her thighs. Ben bent himself into her and slowly pushed his way inside. His massive muscular frame dwarfed hers as he mounted her from behind, his cock stretched and filled her as he buried himself balls deep in her dripping snatch.

"You are mine, Claire. Always. Every day." Ben's hand moved up her back to slide the dark thick sheath of hair that covered her tattoo. He brushed it with his fingers. That's what she would do him. That and more and maybe everything he asked. Now he reached down to caress her belly and slid downward to the week's growth of bush that had sprouted on her mound. He stopped stroking inside her and traced a long vertical diamond in the stubble.

"You'll shave or wax your bush but leave a tall diamond here for me." Claire agreed, yes, so happily full of him, bracing herself on the bed as he resumed his thrusts. He clutched her tits now as his strokes came deeper and harder. His hands and thumbs so strong, claiming them as he rode her, coming long and hard inside her pussy.

When he had finished, Ben pulled out and commanded Claire to attending posture, where she waited while he showered and dressed and returned the crop to his briefcase.

"You're dismissed," Ben told her. Then she heard the hotel room door open and close. And he was gone.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had cum hard, almost the moment he had entered her. He had taken her, continuing to pump her throughout her climax, making it drag out, and intensify, and she herself, continued to touch herself. By the time that Ben had exploded, Claire had managed to cum no less than four times!! She was shaking and exhausted, and sheened with sweat, but she knelt as he instructed her.

"You are mine, Claire. Always. Every day."

His words had punctuated her third climax, her body absorbing his statement.

"You'll shave or wax your bush but leave a tall diamond here for me."

She nodded, happy to oblige him, although she personally hated any type of pubic hair. If Ben wanted it, then she would do it.

He thrust deep as he came, painting her insides with his seed, before he pulled out, instructing her to kneel by the bed, in attending pose, while he enjoyed a leisurely shower, and his cum seeped out, and dripped on the floor.

When he re-emerged he dressed quickly and spoke tersely to her.
"You're dismissed,"

With that he was gone, and she felt like a used and discarded whore.

She showered, scrubbing herself clean for the second time. She resisted the urge to play with the shower head, and simply washed, dressed and returned home.

Dan was exuberent that evening, having closed a deal, and she snuck off and texted Ben.

"Dan closed an important deal today. In the mood for it. Can I??" and hit send, waiting for Ben's answer.

 

[ezwriter]

Ben felt the vibration of the phone in his pocket as Katie was serving dinner. He made a show of being perturbed by the interruption, checking the phone which he had programmed to read "office" when Claire texted.

"What do they want now?"

He excused himself to the living to the living room and read her message, thinking...'no, Dan, you won't fuck your wife tonight cause I've already fucked her.' He texted back just two letters: no

and returned to dinner aplogetic. "It never stops." He would have to be working tonight in his study anyway, having been out the whole afternoon. It was a good thing he was the leading sales rep in the region. As long as Ben kept doubling his quotas every month, he could do as he pleased.

 

[sallythescorpian]

claire read the message with dismay.

Dan always wanted to celebrate his success with making love with his wife, and now, what was she to do??

She began to complain of a headache, and took herself off to bed early, clearly dissappointing Dan in the doing so.

However, he was above all else a gentleman, and he would not press his affection on a sick wife, she knew that.

She curled up in bed, feeling terribly horny, as she feigned sleep.

Come morning, Dan gently threw his leg across her, and she knew this was a precursor to climbing on top, but she pushed him off, and went into the bathroom, remaining there until he left for work.

She texted Ben, one word.

"Please???"

She thought perhaps she might get to go to Dan's office, for a quick nooner, which would cheer him up, and put her back in his good books.

In the meantime, she scheduled an appointment to get her pussy waxed, instead of a full "hollywood" she would ask for the elongated diamond, that Ben had commanded her to get!

 

[ezwriter]

Ben ignored her text, pleasantly amused the rippling effect his power over Claire was causing. Now he was not only in charge of her orgasms but of Dan's as well. He was in control of their bedroom. In the meantime the rush of his dominance over Claire was fueling his own virility. The night before after putting in a few hours of work in his study, he retired early with Katie, surprising her - on a weeknight even - with his aggressiveness, which she responded to with an unusual ardor.

For Ben, it was perhaps the contrast between the two women that incited him. While Claire was dark and exotic, Katie was strawberry blonde with a sweet round freckled face. While Claire was silk and satin, Katie had gone to bed in cotton pajama pants with a cotton tanktop. Her smaller but nicely shaped breasts looked so inviting in the clingy top. And he took his wife and undressed her and made love to her slow and strong as she gave herself tender and hot... whispering obscenities in his ear.

And Ben thought himself a clever lad indeed for coming inside both his wife and his sister in law within 6 hours.

Later the next afternoon, bored in a meeting, he would get back to Claire with a text. OK TO GIVE HIM HANDJOB TONITE.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire went to the salon, and surprised her beautician by asking for the diamond shaped patch of pubes, rather than her usual full wax. She still had her pussy lips done, and she ran her hand over herself, enjoying the sensation of her bare skin.

Dan would be surprised. She had denuded herself of all pubic hair since before their marraige, and she would have to think of some reason to explain her new look. That of course, was assuming that he was going to see her naked again!

He had been gentlemanly, but pissed off, with the lack of sexual attention coming his way, and she began to wonder if Ben would ever let her fuck her husband again. She still had no reply to her most recent plea.

After the salon, she went for lunch with a friend in an exclusive new restaurant, where they spent most of their time talking about an uncoming event at thier club, and mocking some of the other attendees. When she left, Claire checked her phone, and saw that Ben had responded. She was allowed to give Dan a hand job!

She went to his office, thinking to win some brownie points, and as his secretary said he was free, she went on in, and went straight to him, kissing him, exciting him, massaging him through his expensive well tailored, suit pants. She released him, and began to work him with her hands, and while he was taken aback, he was clearly excited. He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to push her down, thinking a blow job might be on offer, but Claire resisted him, smiling and pulling on his dick. Clearly Dan was excited a whole lot more than she thought, because he suddenly grabbed her, turned her and bent her over his desk, yanking her skirt up, and her thong down. He leaned over her, whispering in her ear "I've always fantasized about bending you over my desk, and fucking you!!"

Claire was shocked! This was so NOT the kind, considerate and patient Dan she was used to!! She pushed him back, quite forcefully, enough to dislodge him. "Dan!! What on earth do yo think you are doing???!!!" she asked, glaring at him, she pushed him back in his chair, and went to work on his dick again, but he had deflated now, and he was pissed.

"Claire, really, I have work I need to do, I'll see you later at home!"

She went home, still excited from being bent over the desk. She looked at her magic wand, and caressed it lovingly, and she texted Ben.

<<seriously need to get off NOW!! Please can I?? Please?? I'll be an extra good girl for you!!>>

She waited, the vibe in her hand, and she thought she was so excited, that she might power it herself!!

 

[ezwriter]

It was late afternoon when Ben got her text. He suspected he'd hear from Claire before the day was out, knowing his instructions limiting her to jerking Dan off would cause complications of one sort or another. He figured it would leave Dan satisfied at least for the moment and Claire in a heightened state of arousal. He had no idea that both husband and wife were now in a frenzy.

And so he was at once bothered by this interruption yet pleased with her compliance to his demands. She could so easily have masturbated on her own and pretended to be chaste. But now this new desperate plea presented an opportunity.

He returned her text.

GO TO http://www.xhamstercams.com/?AFNO=1-609666-JD-3-0-458+1l1+mt1x1.1332843871.2.609666.344279.0+en+1
SIGN UP AS "HOT CLAIRE" AND YOU MAY CUM ON CAM THERE WHILE U R WATCHED. TEXT ME WHEN U R LIVE

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire followed the link and sat in shock, and if she was honest, she also sat in a puddle of her own arousal. Did Ben really expect her to sign up on a sex site???

No! He couldn't be serious!! It was way too risky! What if someone she knew saw it, some of dan's colleagues?? People in their social circle?? Jesus! Her own family!!????

No, Ben was just teasing her, surely!!

She texted him back.

<<I'm not sure I need to cum that badly!! What if I'm seen, recognised??>>

 

[ezwriter]

You Don't Need To Show Ur Face. I'll Know By Your Bush. Do This Now. Or Wait 1 Week.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire read the message with dismay! If she didn't do this she'd need to wait a week?? Could she wait a week??? She wasn't particularly famiar with camming and she did not trust her ability to keep her face out of the shot.

She spent two hours thinking it over, and another forty minutes setting up the "hot Claire" account. She took her laptop out to the pool house, hung a piano sheet behind her, hiding all identifiable features, and she pulled on a half mask that she had from a fancy dress ball, covering her cheekbones, eyes, and eyebrows.

Sitting on a sun lounged, with the laptop strategically placed she logged on under her username and texted Ben.

<<Okay, I'm on! What do I do now?>>

She began to gently stroke her pussy, which was already sloppy from her excitement, her clit was prominately displayed, swollen and obvious!

 

[ezwriter]

Cum For Me. ...and Who Ever Else Is Watching.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire was throbbing with need, and the added excitement of doing this in a manner which amounted to publically, excited her no end.

She gently stroked her clit, barely touching it, and she could feel it pulsating. She read the message from Ben, and a moment later, she came hard, her juices gushing from her!!

She continued on, getting into it more and more, and stroked herself to another three orgasms, each on the heels of the predecesor.

She looked down at her pussy, it was deep red, soaking, literally running with her juices, and could be seen to pulsate visibly, as her empty cunt clenched on nothingness.

 

[ezwriter]

Lost in the ecstacy of her multiple orgasms, Claire hadn't noticed that her chat screen had filling with comments of dozens of onlookers from around the world. When she did look up, she gasped.

Luvly
Your hot babe
Love the diamond, sweetie
Call me 383.277.0282. Want to hear you cum
Nice fucking jewels for such a hot slut
Yanking my pud 4 u
yer pusy be so good for my dick

Not to mention she'd earned herself $14 for attracting that much attention to the website for that long.

A moment later, Ben texted her. GOOD GIRL. HAVE A TREAT 4 U. TOMORROW 1 PM. NW CORNER OF 7TH & PARK

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire blushed when she read the comments, flattered and aroused by them. Nice jewels!! That was a strange remark, she thought, and then she glanced down at her left hand, and gasped in horror.

With all her cleverness in concealing all identifying marks, including details of the building she was in, she had forgotten to removed her wedding, engagement and eternity rings, the giant diamond of her engagement, surrounded by a distinctive circle of saphires, her matching wedding band, and eternity ring, all of which were custom made in platinum.

She glanced at the time on the laptop, and sighed in relief, only 11 minutes had elapsed, and she was sure no one she knew would have discovered her identity in that time frame.

She tidied up, and returned to the house, feeling much more mellow now that she had gotten her orgasm.

She was in excellent form that evening, meeting Dan at the door with a kiss. Later that night he got his hand job, although clearly he wanted more, and was more than a little disgruntled at being shortchanged. Still, nothing would suppress Claire's excitement, as she looked forward to her treat.

She was up early the following morning, not having slept well, as anticipation rode her hard. She was showered, perfumed, coiffed, and made up to a T, and at the assigned meeting point, bang on time! She had worn an expensive, tailored black knit dress, low enough cut to be very sexy, but not so much as to lose its classiness. The hem reached to just below mid thigh, and she wore stilletto heeled shoes, thigh highs, and a little jewelry. Nothing more!! She hoped that Ben would enjoy her daring little act of coming out commando!!

 

[ezwriter]

Ben saw her waiting on the corner from a half block away. She took his breath away but it returned in time for him to enjoy a private smirk. He leaned back into plush upholstery of the town car's rear seat, a frosted glass wall separating him from the driver's compartment. Use of the limo was another nice perk he'd earned from his performance with the company. It was intended for use in entertaining clients for dinners or nights on the town, but he rarely abused the privilege and his boss wasn't about to question one of Ben's expense requisitions. He could always say it was a lunch.

Ben knew Claire would be expecting him on foot and so as the the dark blue sedan pulled up at the corner, she was surprised when the tinted black glass of the rear window slid down and Ben called to her. She was stunning and had even in this upscale business district had no doubt been turning heads the whole time she waited.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Ben inside the limo. She hadn't overdressed at all. Finally she'd get the fancy high-style fuck she deserved. Earl, the driver came around to the side and opened the door for Claire and slid in next to him.

"Very nice," she remarked.

"You look very nice yourself," he replied.

Earl returned to the driver seat and they were once more moving into the slow unsteady flow of city traffic.

"May I ask where we're going?" Claire inquired, smoothing the hem of her impeccable suit.

"You're going here," Ben replied, removing the raincoat he had folded over his lap to expose his cock and balls, his trousers slid down to mid thigh.

It was clearly not what Claire had expected. But she was so happy to see him again, eager to please him and sure this was merely prelude to a magnificent afternoon ahead. No more tawdry airport hotel for her. He'd no doubt booked some proper room in an upscale midtown hotel. So she slid over, leaned in and prepared to give Ben the suck of his life.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire checked her watch a couple of times, slightly miffed at being kept waiting, but it was only two minutes after. Besides, she was in good form, on a high still from yesterday, and eager to get the promised surprise!!

The plush town car pulled up, and she was delighted to see that Ben had upped the ante a little, ready to take her out on the town. This was more like it!!!

She waited while the drived opened the door for her, and allowed her in, and she smiled warmly at Ben, letting him know that his extravagance was appreciated.

No sooner had they pulled into the traffic, than he exposed his hard cock, and indicated that she should service it. She was taken aback!! It seemed kind of demeaning, given the plush car and all, but this was probaly just to take the edge off. She could oblige him!

She was feeling much more herself in the upscale surrounding of the town car, and driver, and she shrugged mentally, and leaned over, sucking his hard cock into her mouth.

it always amazed her, that men thought getting a blowjob, the woman on her knees was in their power, when in reality, the man with his dick in her mouth, was very much at her mercy!! Claire was an expert at leading men around by their dicks and she was now sure that her brother in law would be no exception!!!

 

[ezwriter]

Ben caressed Claire's dark silky hair that gathered in his lap as her perfectly-glossed lips closed over his knobs and her perfectly painted nails wrapped around his shaft. As he expected Claire was in top form this afternoon, relishing the solitude of the tinted windows and frosted glass that enclosed them. She sucked him eagerly but skillfully and brought him to a steadily building mind-blowing crescendo. He released into her mouth as her hollowed cheeks milked his balls thoroughly. Claire swallowed every drop, leaving his knob pink and moist as he slid from her lips.

They exchanged a contented smile before Ben activated a button on a side panel of the car. "This next corner's fine Earl. Thanks."

Claire shot him a curious look.

The car slowed and came to a stop at the corner Ben had indicated.

"I have something for you." Ben produced a small rectangular box, about 8 inches long by 4 inches wide and deep. It was wrapped in plain white paper. He handed it to her, saying, "For that event tomorrow at the Club. You'll wear this for me."

The door of the town car opened as Earl officiously stood by, proffering a white gloved hand to help Claire to the curb.

"It's been a pleasure."

In a daze Claire let Earl take her hand and set her down on the curb, not five blocks from where he'd picked her up. But the distance she'd traveled emotionally was staggering. Here she was still resplendent in her perfect coif and manicure and smart suit and yet seemilngly a mile below where she'd started with a serving of cum in her throat and belly and this package, this new challenge she was sure in her hands.

She waited till the attendant at the car park brought the Mercedes up before she dared open it, knowing Ben. Knowing the games he could play. She sat right there at the garage exit with the motor running and tore open the wrapping. Inside a nested box with an embossed monogram reading "The Pleasury" and slipping the top off, she saw what he wanted her to wear for him at this dress gala.

The anal plug was one of the smallest you could buy, but that was small comfort if it was your first and had to wear it beneath a mid thigh designer gown. It was stiff pink latex with a tapered tip that curved out to a modest bulb about 2 inches down before thinning again and ending in a flat flanged base. About 4 inches in total. Claire blanched. At least he'd provided a tube of lubricant. Thoughtful, always so thoughtful.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire sucked Ben off, swallowing all he gave her, and she did so with a smile, eager to see where they were off to. In her mind, she visualised an upmarket restaurant, or a nice cocktail bar.

She was surprised when he asked Earl to pull over, and she looked around trying to see where they were going, to see if she recognised the venue.

"I have something for you."

Claire smiled, as she saw the box, thinking it to be a single rose, or perhaps a nice scarf, possbily even a necklace! That thought took hold.

"Oh! I simply love jewellry, Ben, you shouldnt have!!

"For that event tomorrow at the Club. You'll wear this for me."

"It's been a pleasure."

It took a moment for it to sink in that she was being dismissed!! She climbed gracefully out of the car, and stood on the sidewalk, before making her way back for her car. Sitting in, she drove only to the exit, before engaging the brake, and eagerly opening the pressie.

Whatever Claire had been expecting, this was not it!! She looked at the butt plug with cynicism. Trust Ben!! This was what she was to wear to the Gala!! She knew, with out a shadow of a doubt, that this gift was much more for Ben's enjoyment, than for hers!!

The dress Claire had chosen to wear to the Gala, was gold, and would look stunning with her colouring, offset against Dan's tux. However, the idea of wearing a buttplug under it was a whole lot less appealing. The dress was only to mid thigh, and shorter at the front, and she imagined the damn thing falling out!

The evening of the gala

Claire was struggling to move, the goddamned butt plug, feeling enormous!! She need not have been concerned about the thing falling out, oh no!! That wasn't the problem!! Walking was the problem! Sitting, that was a near insurmountable problem!! She came out of the bathroom, and managed to smile at Dan.

"Well, do I rock your world babe??!"

 

[ezwriter]

The night of the gala Ben and Katie had plans as well, though a good deal more modest - dinner out with friends. The whole day he had imagined his sister in law's trepidation and then her resignation to insert the plug, secreting herself away in the bathroom with the lube, careful not to stain her no doubt priceless gown with it.

And then how she'd struggle all night to keep her composure, when getting in the car, standing during the cocktail hour, sitting for the elegant dinner and yes, dancing. Would Dan reach his hand around and caress his wife's ass during a slow dance?

Ben was now in an all-too palpable presence in Claire's body the way he had been in her mind.

Before dessert was served, Ben excused himself from the table and retreated to the men's room, texting Claire.

SEND A PIC. LET ME SEE IT IN YOUR ASS. NOW.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had never found a meal so long in all her life!! The journey to the club had been painful, literally, and then there were mindnumbingly boring conversations with some of Dan's colleagues, none of the interesting one's mind.

Cocktails had dragged, and Claire had helped herself to a few more than she normally did, to ease her suffering, resulting in her nearly falling asleep during the speaches!! The only thing, ironically, preventing that, was the sheer discomfort of the enormous plug up her ass!!

Not that it was particularly big, but it FELT that way, and she rocked from trying to sit on one ass cheek then the other, avoiding sitting straight, it took all her concentration, and she let the conversation on either side of her fizzle out.

She felt the buzz in her purse, that was on the floor by her foot, and bent to pick it up, moaning as she did so, the movement making the plug move inside of her.

She excused herself, and went awkwardly to the ladies room, and read the text. That was the most exciting thing of the evening, and she grinned, and went into the cubicle to comply.

It wasn't easy, she dropped the phone twice, nearly down the toilet on one occasion, but she pulled off her panties, hitched up her dress, and bent over, trying to manage the phone. It didn't work. Eventually, she squatted down, holding the phone beneath her, and took the several shots. She checked them, and two had missed the plug completely, but she had one, that showed the flange of the plug, her soaking wet pussy, and beyond the bunch of dress, a part of her face.

She hesitated, and then thought what the hell, he knew what she looked like anyway!

She sent a message, being a little silly, due to the extra cocktails.

<<here ya go, loverboy!! Enjoy!! I know its small, but it feel massive! There's no way your big, hard cock would ever fit!! >>

She attached the picture, and hit send.

 

[ezwriter]

Driving home, Ben felt her reply vibrate in his coat pocket. When they arrived home he let Katie go upstairs ahead of him to check on the kids. He wandered into the kitchen to click on the phone and see what she'd sent.

Lovely. The pink base of the plug was firmly implanted in her tight ass just as he'd instructed. He texted back.

THAT'S MY FILTHY PRINCESS. TAKE IT OUT WHEN YOU GET HOME. YOU CAN FUCK HIM MISSIONARY. NO O'S AFTER THAT. THURS. SAME PLACE AND TIME.

 

[sallythescorpian]

The rest of the evening seemed to drag, and Claire was on the dance floor with one man or another all night long. She was eager to leave, but Dan was deep in discussion about a case, so it was 1am by the time he finally called for their car!

Claire was eager to get he plug out! It felt like a telegraph pole, not a small plug!! She had read the text from Ben, so she decided to liven up the night for Dan.

Driving home, she leaned over, and unfastened his pants, and began blowing him as they drove, but she had to abandon it because he was driving so erratically, she thought they might get pulled over, and she did not want some cop frisking her with the plug in situ!!

Oh Fuck!! Now that she thought of it, that gave rise to a fantasy or two!!

Dan parked, or rather he abandoned their car outside the house, and all but chased Claire upstairs. She went into the bathroom, removed the plug rather gingerly, and washed it carefully, before hiding it in her vanity drawer!

She stripped off her dress, and pulled on a negligee before going out into the bedroom, and laying down, waiting for Dan to climb on.

The next few days dragged, and finally it was Thursday once more, and she was on her way to the Hilton!

 

[ezwriter]

Claire was in the cocktail lounge enjoying what had become her pre-Ben ritual... a couple of double bourbons when her phone rang. It was him. Blast, she thought, he's going to cancel. More fucking mind games. Even if his excuse was legitimate, it had put her out to get all done up arrange for the Nanny to stay late, to drive all the way out to East Bumfuck in the airport squalor.

"You're not canceling on me, are you, hotshot?"

"Room 713. Now. Put your drinks on the tab." And he hung up. This was a new wrinkle. Something to ponder as she drained the tumbler, signed the tab and made her way across the lobby. That desk clerk again eyed her. No doubt this bookish little coed working her way through school was concocting wild fantasies about the elegant rich bitch who came in every Thursday for a throw. It made Claire laugh. Whatever this little one imagined, chances are it paled to the truth. What the next chapter in her sordid saga with Ben held she would soon find out.

She knocked on the door of 713, her heart racing. She thought she heard voices within as she waited, but it must have been the television. And now footsteps in the hallway and the door opened.

"You must be Claire."

Abby must have been 5'7", not slender but amply curved with tresses of ginger hair flowing over shoulders and smart tortoise shell glasses perched on her nose. She wore a well tailored mid thigh belted skirt and matching black sleeveless top, setting her mane of hair off to great effect.

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Claire guessed she was no more than 27. Abby smiled with a mischievous sweetness, sensing Claire's reluctance. "Come on in. We've been waiting for you."

Claire followed her in and was at least relieved to see Ben there, rising now from the arm chair. The two had gotten into a bottle of wine already but now both stood as Claire joined them.

"Where do we want her? Here I think..." Ben inquired of Abby and she nodded agreement.

She glanced desperately pleadingly at Ben. "What's going on dear?"

"Remember how you promised you'd be an extra good girl for me?" Oh shit. She had.

"Today you're going to be my extra good girl. And I know you'll be extra good as always too." Ben had to laugh at his own wit and Abby joined in. "Strip down to your undies, my dear and give us attending posture."

 

[sallythescorpian]

Claire had sat in the bar waiting, nervous, anxious, excited. What would he have for her today, she wondered. Then the phonecall, and with only the slight speedbump of the santimonious receptionist, she was on her way, ,knocking on the door, her heart beating.

She heard voices, and double checked the room number, thinking she had it wrong, certain she had it wrong when a woman answered. Claire was formulating her apology when she spoke.

"You must be Claire."

"Come on in. We've been waiting for you."

Claire's eyes were darting around the room, wine opened, two glasses, Ben's smirk.

"Where do we want her? Here I think..."Ben's voice, but his question directed tot he redhead, rather than to Claire. Claire was in a state of shock, working on autopilot, with her mind scrambling to catch up.

She pleaded with Ben

"What's going on dear?"

"Remember how you promised you'd be an extra good girl for me? Today you're going to be my extra good girl. And I know you'll be extra good as always too."

Claire felt ill. What on earth had Ben planned??

"Strip down to your undies, my dear and give us attending posture."

Claire hesitated, looking from one to the other and back again - focussing particularly on Ben. Her eyes filled with tears. Stripping off and being Ben's little plaything, that was one thing, doing it in front of a stranger, well, that was another entirely.

She looked at Ben, pleadingly, seeking mercy where there was none. She glanced to the door, back to Ben, time stretching, as she stood there incredibly uncomfortable.

Who was this woman?? And how did Ben know her? Claire felt a little stab of jealousy. She looked back to Ben again, and now she was thinking that if she left, Ben would have his fun with little red ridinghood here, while she, Claire would be unfulfilled.

Reluctantly, Claire's hands went behind her, grasping the tag of her zipper, and she pulled it down slowly, giving her mind time to change, if it needed to, but less than ten minutes after she had entered the room, Claire, in a teal basque and thong, nude thigh highs, and black patent pumps, knelt on the floor, taking up attending position, her humiliation complete.

 

[ezwriter]

"She's lovely, Ben," Abby commented as Claire disrobed. And the tall redhead was good enough to hang Claire's dress on a hanger and store it in the closet.

"Yes she is. She's my lovely princess. Aren't you Claire? And my pet and my mistress and my whore. And my sister-in-law, let's not forget that."

Claire was kneeling on the floor by now, hands crossed behind her.

"Can I see the heart?" Abby asked, apparently familiar with at least some of their background.

"Well you could if this precious bitch had obeyed my instructions and pinned her hair up."

Abby clicked her tongue. "Dear." Her eyes met Claire's with a naughty gleam as if in admiration of her cheek or perhaps the promise of consequence to follow. "I can do it Ben." Abby crossed to a second armchair where her coat and bag lay. She fetched a brush and some clips and returned to stand over Claire, sweeping her jet black hair up into a twist and then gathering it atop her head. Claire's elegant shoulders and neck bare, her dark olive skin set off against the glowing teal basque.

Abby laid her finger on the small red heart adorning Claire's shoulder. "That's sweet," she said.

"Yes," Ben agreed downing a large swig of wine. "She's an obedient little slut when she wants to be. Now, let's get this party started. I've got one of my presents open. I think it's time to unwrap the other. Stand up, Claire and undress Abby for me."

Abby stood, hands at her side and shook her hair, the orange locks cascading over her blue top and bare arms. She smiled sweetly at Claire, invitingly, sensing this must be difficult for her.