Happiness in Slavery (closed)

It was a quiet ride back, but Samantha didn't seem upset or worried or anything. Kane thought she looked genuinely happy, or at least it was the happiest he'd seen her in his car. Maybe the most content he'd seen her since she met him. That was understandable he thought.

He thought of the voice recording and felt a twinge of guilt but shrugged it off, telling himself it was just in case. He told himself were it not for his methods they would have never met in the first place and now he actually made her happy in a sense. It comforted him. As they sat there he thought about everything and regretted how this all began, before he explored the reason Sam was speaking to him and exiting the vehicle.

"Thanks for the ride back to my car, Kane. I had a good time.”

He was already smiling but his grin grew once hearing she had enjoyed herself.

"I did too sexy, have a good night, try to get along without me," he winked as he started the car.

He watched her walk to hers and admired her tight, fit, round ass wondering how Tim ever managed to land her. He saw her put the keys in the door and pulled around to roll up beside her. He lowered the drivers side window.

"I do karaoke," he said in a reluctant tone "... I told you you'd laugh."

With that he raised the window up and drove away looking in his rearview till she was out of site.

Kane missed her already.
 
"I did too sexy, have a good night, try to get along without me.”

She smiled back at him as he winked and turned the key in the ignition. She hesitated for a second before turning and walking to her car. She started digging through her purse for her keys when she heard him pull up by her.

"I do karaoke... I told you you'd laugh."

He rolled up his window and drove off before she could respond. It did make her laugh a little, but not at him, just at the fact that it was so out of place with the image he portrayed. It was actually rather endearing. She smiled as she got into her car and headed home.

As she’d predicted Tim was fast asleep by the time she got home. She was honestly relieved...she would’ve been able to explain her lateness with no problem but she just didn’t want to deal with it at the moment. She changed into some PJ’s and went to bed, falling asleep to thoughts of her evening with Kane.


Samantha tried on a third outfit and this one finally managed to cover any of the marks she had from the night before. Tim was already downstairs eating breakfast with the kids when she went down. She grabbed some oatmeal and sat down, chatting with the kids as she ate.

A half hour later she and Tim went through their normal goodbye routine and once he was out the door she breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn’t brought up the late night. She grabbed her things and headed out the door for work trying to ignore her excitement at the thought of possibly getting to see Kane.
 
Eric was too busy flirting with the new girl Sharon, to help Kane with the sorting.

It didn't matter a whole hell of a lot. Kane was pretty much in the zone and nearly done. He had gotten most of the early morning correspondence out and was only holding on to a few parcels destined for the same floor on his last cart. The office was a little empty today. One no show and a call out, left Eric and Kane practically to themselves. Their supervisor no doubt wasting time puttering around somewhere.

It looked like Eric might actually be earning some brownie points with this chick. He was finishing up her training and explaining log in codes when Kane got behind the mail cart. Least that's what it looked like to the casual observer, he was really just discussing what class was better for pure damage in World of Warcraft.

"Yo, I'm taking these up alright?"

He looked at his friend and smiled. Eric hadn't even heard him. It was nice to see the two of them getting along but in truth it just made him miss Samantha more.

He took the mail into the elevator and pushed the button to go several floors up. Before the doors closed a hand reach between and they automatically flung back open do to a sensor.

He was focused on his phone, checking the voice recording from the previous night as if it would have vanished or something when he heard a voice.

"So your alive huh?"

His head snapped up and caught the eyes of one of the chicks who worked up in HR. He instantly donned a fake smile and laughed but inside he wanted to push the cart into her stomach and run. She was cute and everything, that wasn't the problem. Her tits were huge and she had a pretty full body which Kane enjoyed but there had been... Other problems.

He had messed around with her about two months ago, at first it was fine but then she got clingy and weird. Shortly after fucking her he heard she quit, but apparently his source needed to spend less time in the imaginary world of Azeroth and more time researching which crazy co workers were not an issue anymore.

"Yeah... How you been?," he asked as he pretended to be using his phone.

"Ok, I took a leave of absence so I haven't been around. I figured you'd call me but I guess you lost my number huh?"

Yeah he lost her number alright.

"Uhm actually I been in the middle of a move and then my car broke down, been one thing after another... But it's nice to see you again. I'll call you as soon as I get things situated."

The elevator jolted to a stop and Kane had never been so happy to feel the inertia before the doors opened.

He raced out with his cart but could hear her following, chattering on about where the fire was.

What the fuck was she doing on Sam's floor? He sped around a corner and once out of sight headed for Samantha's desk. Before even saying hi he dove under it, after pushing his cart down a nearby hall.

"You haven't seen me!" He yell whispered to Samantha as he imagined his stalker was nearing.
 
Work was...tedious, but then again it seemed like most things in her life were tedious unless she was with Kane. Which could be a real problem if he tired of her or if pulled more of his stupid power plays. The longer this went on the harder it would be to return to her normal life. Even though she’d just been with him the night before she was already having a hard time keeping thoughts of him from her mind. With a lot of effort, she was able to focus enough to get her work done but it was definitely a test of her willpower. She was working on some emails when Kane burst into her office and pushed his way under her desk. It all happened so quickly she was left sitting there looking down at him, speechless.

"You haven't seen me!"

If only that were true, not only did she see him she was worried half her co-workers had seen him come into her office too. The last thing she needed was gossip to start brewing about the two of them.

“What th-”

“Samantha! Have you seen Kane? The, uh, guy who works in the mailroom, young, kind of tall…”

Samantha recognized one of the women who had worked in HR up until a few months ago. Samantha had heard she’d taken an extended leave of absence but hadn’t cared enough to find out why.

“I think I know who you’re talking about,” she said as she gave Kane a quick kick to the shin, “You said his name is Kane? I haven’t seen him but if I do I’ll let him know you’re looking for him. It’s Carol right? I didn’t realize you were back…”

Samantha could see she’d pissed her off by calling her by the wrong name but the woman was fairly low on the totem pole and couldn’t cause Samantha any problems.

“Kathy, actually. Yeah, I started back yesterday. Uh, just let Kane know I need to see him if you run into him.”

“Of course, so glad you’re back,” Samantha said, ignoring the name correction.

Once Kathy had moved down the hall Samantha scooted her chair back and glared down at Kane.

“What the fuck was that all about?”
 
"What the fuck was that all about?”

Kane had overheard the conversation and crawled out from under the desk once confronted by Samantha. He dusted off his clothes and looked around, everyone seemed to either be away from their desk or busy in their usual monotonous routines.

He rubbed where Sam had kicked him and scowled.

"Th-fuck? Was that necessary?," he spat as he stood and gave her a dirty look.

"That's just some psycho I hung out with a few months ago... She's so incredibly boring and kinda the stalker type... I'd thank you for helping me out in a bind but... I think I need a hospital."

He walked over to the end of the room and entered the hall to retrieve his mail cart. He wheeled it back over, stopping at her desk and rifling through its bin to find something.

He slapped a thick yellow package on her desk and glared at her as he continued to push the cart along his rounds, tossing envelopes here and there.

It was inconspicuous save for being addressed to simply "Sam".


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He waited in the bathroom for quite sometime.

At this point he was wondering if she'd show.

It was entirely possible she read the note telling her to meet him here with one of the items from the package and opted against it. Especially in light of the little snafu that occurred earlier with what's her name.

He looked at the clock on the wall and decided to give her ten more minutes.

He thought about the rest of the contents of the package... A butt plug and black lace nightie. The nightie was for next time, the black anal plug was for now.

He had to be back soon, he sighed and counted down the last few moments on his phone, Kane's dick getting hard as he though about slipping the plug into Sam's tight ass.
 
She ignored Kane’s whining about his shin, her kick hadn’t been that hard, he was just being a drama queen. She was irritated about his explanation as to why Kathy had been looking for him even though she’d already known the answer. She tried to dismiss the jealousy, that was the last thing she needed to start feeling when it came to Kane.

He slapped a package on her desk with a scowl before walking out of her office. She finished the email she’d been working on and then opened the package. It only took her a few seconds to see its contents to know it was from Kane...and totally inappropriate to give her at work. She read the note and eyed the butt plug inside the package dubiously.

She actually did want to go meet him, she was already getting wet just thinking about it but she decided she’d make him wait after his little stunt. She knew it was a pretty risky plan though, it’s not like someone wouldn’t notice two sets of feet in one of the stalls, one of those sets of feet looking more like men’s feet. There would be no saving of her job if they got caught fucking around in the office bathroom while they were on the clock. She really was going to have to set some boundaries with Kane.



She walked into the bathroom, the weight of the butt plug in her purse feeling heavier than it could actually be.

“This is a horrible idea, Kane. I swear if someone walks in and catches us I will never forgive you. So you better make this fast.”
 
"This is a horrible idea, Kane. I swear if someone walks in and catches us I will never forgive you. So you better make this fast.”

He grimaced at her barking orders at him, it was obvious their relationship was allowing for far too much... Freedom as far as Samantha was concerned. He would address that later, she was right about one thing there wasn't much time. Not only could some women need to use the bathroom at any second but he needed to get back to finish his work for the day and clock out.

He pulled her into a stall and assumed the plug was in her purse. Without asking or warning he took it and began digging through it. It wasn't hard to find, though he had to resist the temptation to make note of or investigate the other findings... Kane was very curious about Samantha. He wanted to know everything he could about his sexy property.

He took the butt plug and handed her her purse.

"Take your clothes off and bend over Sam... We're gonna start training your ass today, so it's ready for Daddy's huge cock."

He regarded the sex toy and was trying to make sure it was a small enough size to start with. He skipped the size before this one instead opting to begin with a medium difficulty plug. He was fairly certain Sam could handle it. And he wanted it to be nearly unbearable to think of anything but her ass all day.

"OH, and I forgot... Not that this would be a problem... But as of today, Tim isn't allowed to fuck your ass. Is that understood?"
 
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Kane pulled her into one of the stalls and immediately began digging through her purse. Samantha bit her tongue as she closed the stall door behind them and turned the lock, not that it would make that big of a difference if someone did walk in.

Not only did it irritate her that he was going through her purse it was also uncomfortable, not that she had anything in there that was embarrassing. Still, it wasn’t a big enough deal to start something over so she tried to wait patiently. Once he pulled the butt plug out he gave her her purse back and she hung it up on the little hook on the door.

"Take your clothes off and bend over Sam... We're gonna start training your ass today, so it's ready for Daddy's huge cock."

He once again proved he knew just what to say as her body instantly reacted to what he’d said. She hiked her skirt up and spread her legs a little before sliding her thong halfway down her legs. She bent over and put her hands up against the stall door.

The anticipation and how dirty this made her feel kept most of her nerves at bay. She couldn't help but still be a little nervous at the thought of the plug filling her ass. It wasn't huge but it was much bigger than anything she'd had in her ass in a very long time.

"OH, and I forgot... Not that this would be a problem... But as of today, Tim isn't allowed to fuck your ass. Is that understood?"

“He doesn’t anyway but yes, I understand,” she said trying to keep the desperation from her voice.
 
"He doesn't anyway but yes, I understand."

"Good, it's more than enough that I'm letting him have your pussy still... So this ass," Kane laid his hand atop her backside, a heavy loud slap echoing in the empty bathroom, before he began rubbing his palm along its smooth skin "MY ASS, is off limits."

He bent over, feeling a bit cramped in the stall with Samantha, but ignoring it. He wasn't claustrophobic or anything but it wasn't exactly comfortable. He took the small bottle of warming lubricant he had in his pocket out and squeezed some onto the black polished latex tip of the sex toy. He smeared it along its length and then applied a bit more on its tip before lining it up with Sam's anus.

"Ok now relax yourself...your gonna feel stretched for a brief moment and a little full after that."

He pressed the plug firmly against her asshole till she opened and began taking the top in. Kane worked it in gently allowing her to stretch and accommodate the girth of it a little at a time before pushing deeper. It was slow and he noticed her squirming more and more as the thickest part was nearing entry.

He smiled, watching her tight asshole pulled wide. He let it sit there a moment at its most painful increment before finishing to insert it and watching her tiny folds snap into place around the base of the toy once over the intense hurdle. He used his thumb to press a bit more, leaving only the circular base visible outside Sam's ass.

He slapped her backside once and sat back up, but not before shoving a few fingers inside her cunt and pulling them out full of her juices.

"Just like I thought.... My nasty bitch was enjoying this," he spoke through a shit eating grin as he licked his fingers clean.

"Ok, babe....all done. Now lemme explain what your gonna do... Your wearing this till you get home. Then you take it out and wash it and put it in a nice safe clean place. Bring it with you to work tomorrow and text me when you get here cause I'm sticking it up your ass again then. We're gonna be doing this every day.... Cause I wanna be in that ass by like...I dunno... Next month. I got the next size up at the house, we'll move onto that when your ready."
 
"Good, it's more than enough that I'm letting him have your pussy still... So this ass,”

He stopped mid-sentence and his hand came down hard on her ass. She couldn’t help but cry out but it was likely masked by the sound of his hand hitting her ass. Her heart sped up, not just from excitement, but at the fear that someone had heard.

"MY ASS, is off limits."

He began moving around behind her and a few seconds later she heard the sound of a cap being snapped open. She felt her anticipation grow as he put the lube on the butt plug, or at least she assumed that’s what was going on. She was dreading this as much as she was looking forward to it. He finally pressed the tip of the toy against her tight asshole and she tried to keep her breathing even.

"Ok now relax yourself...your gonna feel stretched for a brief moment and a little full after that."

He slowly began pushing the toy in and she winced at the immediate pain. She was having a very hard time finding anything pleasurable about this but she wasn’t about to give up right off the bat. She tried to relax like he’d said and she thought it helped a tiny bit. Of course, the toy only began to get wider and she only kept quiet by gritting her teeth. She was on the verge of telling him to stop when she felt the plug begin to get smaller and even though it was still painful it was actually a relief. It seemed like it took forever but he finally pushed it all the way in. He slapped her ass again and she looked back at him with a glare. A few of his fingers pushed their way inside her pussy and the toy in her ass made them feel even better.

"Just like I thought.... My nasty bitch was enjoying this."

She couldn’t stop herself from blushing slightly at his words but at least she was still facing away from him.

"Ok, babe....all done. Now lemme explain what your gonna do... Your wearing this till you get home. Then you take it out and wash it and put it in a nice safe clean place. Bring it with you to work tomorrow and text me when you get here cause I'm sticking it up your ass again then. We're gonna be doing this every day.... Cause I wanna be in that ass by like...I dunno... Next month. I got the next size up at the house, we'll move onto that when your ready."

The thought of his cock pumping in and out of her ass turned her on quite a bit even as it scared her a little.

“Okay, deal. Now get out of here before some poor woman walks in!”


The rest of the day was agony for Samantha. Anytime she moved even slightly in her chair the feeling of the butt plug in her ass was both painful and pleasurable. It was even worse when she had to talk to someone, she felt like there was no way they couldn’t know and it was a miracle she wasn’t beet red the whole time they were talking. She left at 5:00 on the dot, unable to stand a second longer. She got home and gave Tim a quick peck on the cheek. She told him she needed to take a shower before starting dinner and before he could suggest joining her she hurried up the stairs. Once she was locked in the bathroom she stripped and went about pulling the butt plug out. It was not as easy as she’d thought it would be and it was nearly as painful as when it had gone in. This time she at least seemed to get some pleasure from it. She cleaned the toy off and found a place in her closet to put it where no one would run across it. She took a quick shower and headed down to make dinner.



Samantha sat down at her desk and sent Kane a text. She was having second thoughts about wanting him to fuck her ass, she was definitely dreading Kane putting the plug in her ass again. She supposed she couldn’t expect it to be all pleasure or even mostly pleasure right away. Not to mention another day of having it in at work was not going to be fun. She didn’t even let herself think about the fact that Kane planned on keeping this up for weeks.
 
Kane enjoyed watching Samantha as she left the bathroom. Paying close attention to her tight round ass as it wiggled out, knowing the sensations of her behind being full would be quite a distraction for the rest of her day.

Pleased with himself he rushed back downstairs Into the bowels of the building where the mailroom awaited him. Most of his workload done for the day he finished out his shift in veritable silence, thinking of mostly Sam and all the things he had planned to do with her...TO her.

He punched out, said bye to Eric and tossed his bag over his shoulder before fleeing to the Parking lot and heading home.

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The next day he tried to avoid his stalker as best he could. Breathing a sigh of relief when he hadn't seen her on his floor at all and it was already lunch.

He did his usual rounds, unable to take over anyone else's due to his boss being uncharacteristically present and accounted for. Instead he took his lunch break late and sent Sam a text to once again meet him in the bathroom.

He hurried upstairs and snuck inside the ladies room as he finished off a ham sandwich.

His dick hard from the thought of seeing Samantha soon.
 
Samantha sat and waited for ten minutes for Kane’s text before finally getting to work. She had assumed he would be putting the toy in her ass as soon as she got to work so he could make sure she was wearing it all day. She wasn’t disappointed that she was getting some kind of reprieve though she was a little disappointed she wouldn’t be seeing him right away.

She knew that kind of sentiment was what was going to get her in trouble. There was a fine line between wanting to see him because she wanted to fuck and wanting to see him because she missed his company. The last thing she wanted was to be that desperate chick who is all hung up on some guy who’s only interest in them is sex. It would be even more unbearable with Kane considering the antagonistic start of their relationship and the fact that she still had reservations about the whole situation.

As hard as she tried to stay focused on work her eyes kept drifting over to her purse. She really did want Kane to fuck her ass, just thinking about it made her wet but she really hated the butt plug.

She understood the reasoning for it, Kane’s cock was big and it would probably be hard to get any enjoyment from an anal fucking by it without preparation. Still, she would rather just do some preparation in foreplay instead of this month long thing Kane had in mind.

Kane didn’t text her until after lunch and she headed to the bathroom feeling dread and excitement all at once. She walked in and saw Kane was already there waiting for her.
 
Kane was deep in thought when Sam arrived. He found himself thinking of her all the time and while he saw no problem with craving... Desiring his new pet... It was more than that. He had given her more power over him than he had wanted. The fact she held ANY was too much. Granted he now had some new leverage, in the form of his new recording... But that was more for his own pride than actual use. He didn't think she'd ever try to leave him, at least not yet.

"Pretty as ever," he said as the bathroom door closed behind her.

Kane had a shit eating grin as Samantha approached him.

He closed the distance between them and gave her an abrupt and deep kiss. His lips pressing hard against hers as he removed some of her lipstick. He slid his hungry tongue into her mouth caressing her own and tasting her saliva. He broke her free of his mouth and dug his fingers into her hair, tilting the older woman's head so he could lick the length of her neck and suck on it near where it met her chin. When he had had enough if her he kept her go. His smile dropped.

"Get in the fucking stall..."

His demeanor was colder than usual and empty of any sympathy. They had gotten too friendly and while he loath to admit he adored Sam at this point, he attempted to establish some distance.

"Give me the plug... And for your sake you better be taking good care if it."
 
"Pretty as ever.”

She assumed that no one else was in the bathroom since Kane was standing in the middle of it so nonchalantly. He was by far the cockiest person she’d ever met. He walked up to her and gave her the kiss to end all kisses. It was hard, frantic kind of kiss that seemed to suck all the breath from her lungs leaving her breathless and desperately wanting more. He pulled her head back by her hair and ran his tongue along the curve of her neck which had always been one of her favorite parts to be teased. She couldn’t keep from moaning as he sucked near the top of her neck. She was oblivious to anything but Kane at that moment if someone had walked in it wouldn’t have even registered for her. He finally let her, much to her dismay.

"Get in the fucking stall..."

The abrupt change in his demeanor threw her and for a few moments, she just looked at him with confusion. She turned and walked into the nearest stall. His kiss had gotten her wet almost instantly and she was horny enough now that she was actually looking forward to him pushing the butt plug into her ass.

"Give me the plug... And for your sake you better be taking good care if it."

She pulled it out of her bag and handed it to him. She had followed his instructions and was sure it was exactly as he wanted it. She hadn’t expected him to be so...cold, especially after the greeting he’d given her. She told herself it was a good thing. It would keep her from crossing the line between enjoying him for purely sexual reasons and having real feelings for him. This was nothing more than a mutually enjoyable dalliance, thinking anything other than that was just asking for trouble.

“Wait,” she said as she stood up and turned to face him.

“I get the point of all this and your concern for my ass is touching. Look, Tim is leaving in a couple days for a business trip. It’s in the same city his parents live so he’s taking the kids with him and they’re going to stay through the weekend. I want you to fuck my ass this weekend. Does that work for you?”

She wasn’t sure she could keep being detached if they kept this ritual up for a month...and she actually found she really, really wanted him to fuck her ass, it seemed to be on her mind all the time.
 
Not so much as her tone but her statement and how it seemed to... Undermine his authority and decision... Annoyed him greatly. He still wanted to maintain cold, and in control but he felt his anger rise and said nothing to avoid sounding like a whining child not getting his way.

He slapped her ass hard, gripping it and digging his nails into the fabric that covered the creamy round and supple flesh. He caressed it before grabbing a fistful of her hair and sitting on the toilet. He pushed her down over his knee like a toddler waiting to be spanked and continued to enjoy the feeling of his properties backside for a few moments before speaking finally.

"I'm way too big for you... I mean yes, it's not like I'm gonna rip your anus or something but even with lube it's not gonna be as enjoyable as your expecting without some... Training."

He stopped touching her, leaving her hanging over his lap while he examined the plug and spoke to her as if she was not his primary attention.

"It's more than that though... And you know that. I want to train your ass, it's mine... YOUR mine, but I, I'm beginning to understand your just a disgusting ass slut, and I don't need to baby you so much...that's fine."

A bit of anger escaped towards the end but it was anger at himself, for being hung up on this woman that he even had the need to try and act like he wasn't.

"Yes that works fine for me... But there are a few... Stipulations. At least I'm sure that's how you'll see them, they are actually commands... But I know your too much of a brat at this point to accept that."

He quickly dug his fingers between her legs and under her clothing to search for her slick soft lips. He pushed them between and groped around for the older woman's button. He swirled his finger tips around it gently caressing her clit while pushing his thumb deeper in her cunt.

"First of all bitch... Your going to fucken ASK me...like a good girl.. To fuck your ass while your limp dick hubby is away... Secondly" Kane started pushing more firmly against her small fleshy mound while pounding her pussy with his thumb. It was a small thing compared to his cock but fucking her on the toilet at their job with his thumb was still enough he figured to make her feel like a desperate slut, "...your gonna do whatever I tell you to do while at my place, where our little get together is gonna take place... And trust that I won't hurt you or fuck up your marriage... Otherwise... This plug goes in your ass and you can forget about any vacation with Master's glorious cock making you cum all weekend is that clear?"

It was another struggle for dominance and risky but he figured the tide was turning in his favor. She really wanted his dick in her ass, maybe as much as he wanted it too. It was leverage. He could always destroy the little trust he had gained and play the recording but he didn't want to have to do that.
 
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Kane responded by smacking her ass hard enough to make a soft whimper slip from her mouth. He dug his nails into her ass as he squeezed it. He grabbed a handful of her hair before sitting down on the toilet and pulling her down painfully by her hair until she was laying across his lap.

She squirmed as he held her there, partly from the way he was pulling on her hair but mostly because her dignity was not okay with being put across some guy’s knees like a child...in a public bathroom...at her place of work. She knew yelling at him about it would be useless and would probably just start a tug of war for dominance that could draw unwanted attention. She struggled a little more even though she knew it was futile but she finally gave up.

"I'm way too big for you... I mean yes, it's not like I'm gonna rip your anus or something but even with lube it's not gonna be as enjoyable as your expecting without some... Training."

His words cut through the haze of lust and while she still wanted him fucking her ass she felt some of her nervousness return. He was very, very large, larger than she’d ever had before and probably at least twice as large as any dick she’d had in her ass before.

"It's more than that though... And you know that. I want to train your ass, it's mine... YOUR mine, but I, I'm beginning to understand your just a disgusting ass slut, and I don't need to baby you so much...that's fine."

She felt a blush rise on her cheeks as he spoke. A part of her hated him...for the things he said, the situations he put her in...the things he made her feel. Her rational mind knew that part of that hatred stemmed from the fact that the things he said were usually true, the situations he put her in usually turned her on and she wasn’t fully ready to face those particular truths just quite yet.

"Yes that works fine for me... But there are a few... Stipulations. At least I'm sure that's how you'll see them, they are actually commands... But I know your too much of a brat at this point to accept that."

She bit her inner cheek to keep from replying to that despite how much she desperately wanted to. She told herself that maybe his...requests wouldn’t be too outrageous or abhorrent as she was expecting. His hand moved up her skirt and she felt his finger begin to tease her clit while his thumb slid into her cunt. His expert fingers made it much, much easier to ignore her desire to give him shit.

"First of all bitch... Your going to fucken ASK me...like a good girl.. To fuck your ass while your limp dick hubby is away... Secondly...your gonna do whatever I tell you to do while at my place, where our little get together is gonna take place... And trust that I won't hurt you or fuck up your marriage... Otherwise... This plug goes in your ass and you can forget about any vacation with Master's glorious cock making you cum all weekend is that clear?"

Even with the pleasure, his fingers were causing she still felt herself bristle and resist at what he was asking. The first request she could live with...she had accepted that she liked the idea of asking his permission when it came to sexual acts. But the second request...that was the problem. A part of her did trust him, he’d given her the video, he’d seemed to understand that if this relationship or whatever the fuck it was, was going to work they had to have trust.

Unfortunately, there was still an equal, if not more, part of her that still believed he’d lie through his teeth if he felt it was going to benefit him. She really, really wanted to spend the weekend with him, enjoying hard, rough, nasty fucking. That thought alone made her lower regions tingle and her pulse race.

The proverbial devil on her shoulder being whispering that she could agree to this...she was a grown woman...if he pushed her too far she could just leave, promise or no promise, why not enjoy what she could and break the agreement if he pushed her too far. She was nearing orgasm from his fingering and that meant she was at her most pliable, able to ignore any repercussions she knew were possible and probable.

“Please, pleeeaasse fuck my ass while my pathetic, loser of a husband is gone. I want to feel your big, thick cock stretching my ass, making me feel like the dirty, nasty slut I am. I promise I’ll do whatever you ask, anything, just to have your cock filling my ass.”
 
Samatha's response more than pleased him but Kane acted as if it was merely adequate. In truth his mind was swimming and his dick was straining to get our from his pants. He wanted to rip her fucken clothes off and fuck the shit out of her right there, all the while telling her how much of a good girl she was and how pleased he was she was finally behaving. Inside his mind was celebrating, planning four moves ahead with what he had in mind for her to do that weekend.... But he didn't want any of this known by his pet.

He stood up, simultaneously extending his arm to open the stall and forcing her off his legs gently since she had nothing to lay on. His other hand fell away from her pussy and he licked his fingers as he exited the stall. He walked to a mirror and began fixing his hair while directing his statements towards her, again with an air of indifference, but there was an unmistakable smile on his face that Kane could not hide.

"That's a good girl Samantha. Very good."

He set the plug down on the sink and turned around.

"I want you to call me when he's gone and I'll pick you up, that way your cars still in the driveway in case you got nosy neighbors. Wear something sexy... Surprise me, but I want you to bring a low cut t-shirt and very very short jeans. Like super short. If you don't have any buy or make some. And bring your wedding photo... Like frame and all. Don't call without them."

He strode up to her, his eyes fixed on hers and took one of her breasts in his hand, he felt through the fabric till he found her stiff nipple and he lightly rolled it between his thumb and index finger for a few seconds before pinching it and letting her go. Kane put his hands around her waist and pulled her in again, tightly around the midsection so she could feel the leviathan between his legs, he kissed her again, lightly this time, then licked her lips and released her completely before walking out of the bathroom and not bothering to take the plug with him.

"Don't forget to bring that stuff," he said almost too loud as he walked out the door
 
She waited to see if Kane was going to accept her begging or if he was going to be his normal, difficult self. She was pretty sure she’d overdone it enough to satisfy him. She really hoped so...she desperately wanted a weekend full of him fucking her.

He leaned forward and pushed the stall door open as he slid her off his lap. She smoothed her skirt down as he started checking his hair in the mirror. He was ignoring her but the smile on his face made her pretty sure he was pleased.

"That's a good girl Samantha. Very good."

She felt things stir low in her body at his praise even as another part of her rebelled against it.

"I want you to call me when he's gone and I'll pick you up, that way your cars still in the driveway in case you got nosy neighbors. Wear something sexy... Surprise me, but I want you to bring a low cut t-shirt and very very short jeans. Like super short. If you don't have any buy or make some. And bring your wedding photo... Like frame and all. Don't call without them."

His laundry list of items made her a little nervous and she wondered what she’d gotten herself in for. Maybe she shouldn’t have mentioned that Tim and the kids were going to be out of town. Still, she was hopeful he wouldn’t end up asking for anything too crazy and she could just get fucked until she couldn’t walk right.

Kane moved towards her and grabbed at her tit. Her eyes darted towards the bathroom door as she thought about how exposed they would be if someone walked in. She bit her lip as he pinched her nipple. His hands moved to her waist and he pulled her against him. She could feel his cock pressing against her stomach and she fought the desire to reach down and start playing with it. He pressed his lips softly against hers and she felt her heart start to race. He licked her lips before pulling away and heading to the door leaving her practically panting for more.

"Don't forget to bring that stuff," he said as he pushed the bathroom door open and she cringed at how loudly he said it. She hurried over to the counter and grabbed the butt plug and stuffed it into her purse. She walked out the bathroom and made sure to avoid making eye contact with any of her co-workers.

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Samantha waved until the car was out of sight, trying to keep a forlorn expession on her face. She would actually miss the kids but she was definitely not sad to have a few days away from Tim. Especially when those days were going to be spent in debauchery with Kane. She had gone shopping the day before and bought a pair of jean shorts that left half her ass hanging out. She went upstairs and packed those along with a very low cut tshirt. She threw in some other clothes and some sexy panties and bras along with one of their framed wedding photos.

She took a quick shower to wash her hair and shave. She used a towel to partially dry her hair and let it finish drying while she put on makeup. She put on a pair of skin-tight low-rider jeans that hugged all her curves. She paired it with a black tank top that was low cut enough to show off the top of her bra. She grabbed her little suitcase and a pair of high heeled sandals and went downstairs. She pulled out her phone and called Kane to let him know she was ready.
 
Kane got in his car at the end of his work day. He was pretty excited about the prospects for this weekend and could barely think of anything else. Samantha had surprised him with her offer of a weekend without her family and the desire to be used or at least thoroughly fucked while they were gone.

He pulled out his phone and texted Roland and Eric, telling them basically the same thing.

Clear your schedules this weekend and be at my place.

Kane contemplated inviting someone else but reigned in his expectation since he was already gonna have a full plate for his pet already.

He tucked the phone back in his pants and turned the engine over, driving home while thoughts off wonderful depravity and lust filled his mind.

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"You wanna tell me what this is all about, fool?" Roland had the tv on as he sat on the couch with an open bag of chips and a beer, but he wasn't watching it. He had been too busy busting Kane's balls about the big suprise.

"Dude I fucken told you already, chill the fuck out and stick another handful in your mouth... It's a suprise."

His friend shot him a pissed off look and mumbled under his breath as he did as he was told.

Kane returned the gesture and blinked hard in annoyance as he checked his phone which was going off.

"Ok Eric is on his way, when he gets here I want you and him to take your fucken asses into the bedroom-"

Roland sprang up...chips shooting out of his mouth.

"Yo, YO I heard enough man... I'm outta here..."

Kane walked up to him and stared, his eyes cold. Roland looked away but continued to protest.

"This some kinky shit again right? I told you man... Sandra ain't trying to hear me fuckin with you and all your freaky shit anymore. You gonna fuck my whole shit up. Leave me outta this."

Despite his refusal he sat down.

Satisfied Kane relaxed and as he lifted his phone to his face once more he tried to diffuse the situation.

"You just have to sit there and watch tv, just like your doing, I just want you hidden when she gets here...that's all."

"Who?!" He shouted

"Your MOTHER.......who do you think asshole?"

"That bitch Eric told me about?"

"Omg...you two are so fucken retarded. If you ain't here when I get back,-"

"Man...fuck you...ill be here, stop being a secretive fuck is all."

Roland shut the tv off and stomped into the bedroom, clearly uncomfortable. Kane knew he could always MAKE his ex wingman do what he wanted but it would all be much more enjoyable if he stopped being a little bitch about it.

Sam's ringtone, one of Kane's favorite songs began to play and he smiled swiping to the side and placing the phone to his ear.

"Hey slut....you ready?"
 
"Hey slut....you ready?"

“I guess we’re skipping the pleasantries. Yes, I’m ready. I’ll see you in a bit.”

She hung up the phone and tried to contain her anticipation. Her irritation at the way he’d answered the phone had been an act...she expected that kind of thing from Kane and she actually enjoyed it though she wasn’t ready to admit that to him yet. She sat down on the couch, glancing out the window to the drive every couple minutes.

She really was looking forward to this weekend much more than she should. Ever since Kane had given her that stupid video back she had found herself actually enjoying his company apart from the sex. While it was nice to not hate him and constantly be arguing with him she was worried it would make her more likely to grow attached to him which would in turn make her more likely to stop resisting whatever kinky things he wanted to push her into. She trusted him to a point but she still didn’t trust him enough to think he would make sure she didn’t end up doing something that would destroy her marriage or career.

She reminded herself that as much as she was enjoying this she still had to be rational even if it meant resisting something that in the heat of the moment sounded like a very, very good idea. Besides, she was pretty sure Kane enjoyed her company quite a bit and so he’d be more motivated to concede if she put her foot down.

She saw Kane’s car pull into the driveway out of the corner of her eye and she headed towards the front door. She took one last glance at herself in the mirror in the hall and was satisfied with what she saw. She grabbed her suitcase as she opened the door and walked out. She locked the door and headed towards Kane’s car.
 
He tried to get her off his mind.

As the street lights and stop signs passed he tried to remember she was just a hot MILF he met at his job, a chick he was manipulating into getting his dick wet with...nothing more.

It wasn't working that well.

He sat at a light and re-read her last text message, a conversation they had a few days ago. He liked how she talked to him and how he teased her and could always make her uncomfortable. He wished he could make her laugh more... She had a great laugh and it made him-

The car behind him beeped him out of his reverie. He shook it off and sped down the street to Samantha's house.

He hadn't even had time to turn the headlights off when She came out of her house suitcase in hand.

Good, he thought, she was as eager as he was... Though the haste could of been for the sake of getting the hell outta there before she was spotted by someone, he considered. His ego liked the first conclusion, so that's what he went with.

She looked like the sexiest bitch walking.

Extra tight jeans and sandals with heels. He could see her painted toes and while he wasn't into feet he wanted to taste them. She had a tank top on that practically showed her bra, her cleavage very much on display which pleased him. Kane's dick was practically erect as she sauntered over to the curb. He leaned over and opened the door from the inside for her, unsure if it was ok for him to be spotted by anyone or not.

Once she got inside he leaned over and took her bag, he pushed it into the backseat and put the car into reverse. Soon they were headed back to his place.

"You look great, Sam.... Amazing actually."

He himself wasn't dressed nearly as impressive, but Kane never felt he never really had to. His stunning good looks always did the job of seeping out of any clothes he wore. He didn't own many baggy outfits, he liked his body to press against his pants and shirts so there was little left to the imagination. Currently wearing a t-shirt and jeans with a light jacket over that he was in no danger of outshining Samantha. He liked that she could rival him, if he wanted to show her off. He imagined taking her to a club and letting men touch her...letting them take guesses as to her age and measurements...like a prized animal.

He placed a hand on her thigh as they drove and squeezed, running his large strong palm up towards between her legs. He felt the warmth emanating from her in waves and he knew she was enjoying it.

"Who do you belong to?"
 
Kane didn’t bother getting out of the car, instead he just leaned across the seat and opened the passenger door from the inside. She figured that was probably for the best, the last thing she needed was a neighbor seeing him and mentioning it to Tim.

She got in and while he moved her bag to the backseat she took a moment to check him out. The jacket he had on over his t-shirt looked nice but she was more interested in the tight jeans he had on and how easy they made it to see he was hard. She would’ve enjoyed seeing the outline of his hard cock no matter what but the fact that he was hard just from seeing her made it even more enjoyable.

She tore her eyes away after a few seconds, she didn’t need to feed his already enormous ego. He pulled out of the driveway and started back towards his apartment.

"You look great, Sam.... Amazing actually."

The compliment made her blush slightly. She knew she needed to make sure she didn’t get too caught up in caring about what he thought of her but she liked knowing he thought she was hot.

“Thanks. You look really good too. I’m, uh, looking forward to this weekend.”

She realized how lame that had sounded but she hadn’t wanted to sound too excited. Power seemed to be a driving force in their relationship. She wasn’t foolish enough to think that she would be able to have all the power, Kane would never allow that to happen. Still, she planned to do everything she could to make sure the power was equally shared between them.

Kane reached over and gripped her thigh. Her pulse started racing just from his touch and as his hand started moving higher up her thigh she bit her lip to keep from moaning.

"Who do you belong to?"

“I belong to you,” she said without hesitation. She told herself that it was just words so why not say them. It turned her on and she had convinced herself that it was meaningless. She didn’t let her thoughts dwell on it lest she end up coming up with reasons why it wasn’t empty words.

“So...what do you have planned for us this weekend?”
 
"Thanks. You look really good too. I’m, uh, looking forward to this weekend.”

"Thank you Hun," Kane replied very pleased his appearance met with her approval. It only slightly bugged him that he even cared at all, and that was what concerned him more. "I'm looking forward to it too."

He was, it was a total truth. He was excited, more than he wanted to be, but he was also a bit concerned. He was gonna try to push her today and he wasn't sure how she'd take it. He didn't want to revert back to the blatant blackmailing... He didn't understand why that mattered to him but it did... But he would in a heartbeat if this didn't go as planned. It was worth the loss of trust. He wondered if he should brace her... Coax her or simply spring it on her. The latter had proved disastrous so he decided on one of the other two.

He asked her who she belonged to and without even batting an eye she responded he did. He was proud and more than a little turned on. He wanted to pull the car over and fuck her in the back seat but no... That had to wait.

"So...what do you have planned for us this weekend?”

"It's funny you should ask that... I suppose I should tell you now, so you can get the stroke your gonna have out of the way..."

He slowed down and stopped at a light. He turned and looked her... Her gorgeous body, her angelic face... The apprehension and curiosity in her eyes.

"Now, before I tell you, I want you to understand something... It's uncharacteristically kind of me to baby you as I have. And I have been more considerate with you than anyone I've ever known or messed around with... I want you to know that you can trust me, in fact your gonna have to... Cause we're not gonna be alone tonight. Now before you have an aneurism... No one is fucking you but me, nor will they be watching us fuck. But your gonna be the..."

He paused as the light went green and sped off again down the street.

"...guest of honor at a very intimate get together at my place. Like you me and two others intimate. This is not negotiable, so you might as well just accept it. It's the price for what you wanted...this weekend."
 
"It's funny you should ask that... I suppose I should tell you now, so you can get the stroke your gonna have out of the way..."

Samantha’s suspicions were immediately aroused at his words and she looked over at him with narrowed eyes. She knew already that whatever he was about to say was going to piss her off.

"Now, before I tell you, I want you to understand something... It's uncharacteristically kind of me to baby you as I have. And I have been more considerate with you than anyone I've ever known or messed around with... I want you to know that you can trust me, in fact your gonna have to... Cause we're not gonna be alone tonight. Now before you have an aneurism... No one is fucking you but me, nor will they be watching us fuck. But your gonna be the......guest of honor at a very intimate get together at my place. Like you me and two others intimate. This is not negotiable, so you might as well just accept it. It's the price for what you wanted...this weekend."

For a second she was speechless...followed by a very strong desire to slap Kane and get out at the next stoplight. It took every ounce of willpower to keep from screaming at him but she forced herself to take a few seconds to try to calm down. She gave him a tight smile and did her best to keep her tone calm.

“Kane...first off, it’s good to know that all the women before me have put up with you being inconsiderate and, I guess hard on them? I always enjoy hearing a random fact about your past relationships. Unfortunately that little piece of information doesn’t relate to us in any way. I’m not any of those women so you can’t just mention this standard you’ve had with other woman and expect me to care. It’s really cute that you want to assure me I can trust you...I mean it’s been like a couple weeks since you blackmailed me, that should’ve been enough time for me to blindly trust you again right? So, you know, there’s that.”

She took a moment to focus on her response and let the anger subside a little more.

“Now...as for your other “guests”...have you lost your mind? I mean I think I made it pretty clear the last time you tried to pull this shit that I wasn’t okay with it. Before you accuse me of overreacting...I appreciate your reassurances that they won’t be having sex with me or watching us have sex, that’s quite the sacrifice on your part,” she said rolling her eyes, “In light of that, I have to ask, why the fuck are they going to be there then? If you don’t want to have to turn around and drive me home right now I’m going to need to know exactly why they’re going to be there and what we’re all going to do together.”

Her voice had gotten a little loud at a few different points but for the most part she’d refrained from yelling, though her tone had been sarcastic for the most part. She still counted it as a win considering how angry Kane's surprise had made her.

It was like he just ignored the fact that she clearly wasn’t okay with this and thought maybe she’d have forgotten or that she’d be so blinded by lust that she’d give in. She told herself that there was at least a silver lining to this, that it had reminded her exactly the kind of person Kane was and why blindly trusting him was out of the question.
 
"Kane...first off, it’s good to know that all the women before me have put up with you being inconsiderate and, I guess hard on them? I always enjoy hearing a random fact about your past relationships. Unfortunately that little piece of information doesn’t relate to us in any way. I’m not any of those women so you can’t just mention this standard you’ve had with other woman and expect me to care. It’s really cute that you want to assure me I can trust you...I mean it’s been like a couple weeks since you blackmailed me, that should’ve been enough time for me to blindly trust you again right? So, you know, there’s that.”

She paused and he found it impossible to mask his disappointment. He had hoped the fact would make her feel special and not antagonized. He was insulted, even while he could see her side of it. He understood it mostly came from either jealousy or the anger that she was feeling over the situation he had sprung on her but it still bothered him. He was about to open his mouth in rebuttal when she continued...

"Now...as for your other “guests”...have you lost your mind? I mean I think I made it pretty clear the last time you tried to pull this shit that I wasn’t okay with it. Before you accuse me of overreacting...I appreciate your reassurances that they won’t be having sex with me or watching us have sex, that’s quite the sacrifice on your part,” she said rolling her eyes, “In light of that, I have to ask, why the fuck are they going to be there then? If you don’t want to have to turn around and drive me home right now I’m going to need to know exactly why they’re going to be there and what we’re all going to do together.”

It dawned on him that this much work.. For anyone... Would have turned him off long ago, and he would simply continue looking for the next conquest. He had to face the fact that it was more than a mere challenge to him even as he struggled against that conclusion.

He pulled into a gas station abruptly and came to a stop, it reminded him of that day Tim and her drove him home. He smiled while thinking to himself this conversation was actually going a lot better than he had anticipated.

"I'm quite sane I assure you Sam."

He leaned back and shut the car off, turning his head as he spoke.

"Last time I pushed you a bit far, I own up to that, but this whole... Your in control thing... Your gonna need to let it go, if were gonna have fun. Think back to before you would even of considered sleeping with me... Let alone the things we've done to date. You'd of missed out on all of that had you gone with your gut reaction. I can understand you need for self preservation... To a POINT... But we've past that point, it's in the rearview Hun."

Kane took his hand off her thigh, he was certain any feelings it Inspired in her were tossed out the window with the realization that they weren't gonna be alone tonight. He affixed the driver side mirror and continued...

"I should remind you you said you'd do whatever I asked... See... I knew you promised that but didn't really mean it and that's the difference between us. I don't do pillow talk. If I tell you something..." He turned and looked at her, his eyes cold and almost threatening... He leaned in putting his palm back on her thigh "I fucken mean it."

He could smell her perfume and and his dick started to stretch his pants even further. He wanted her..desperately, but needed to ignore his urges for now. He spoke in a low yet forceful tone...

"Your mine....not Tim's, not anyone else's anymore... So accept it."

He leaned in to kiss her but saw she was in no mood so he recoiled and tossed himself back in the drivers seat, starting the car and putting it in reverse to get going again.

"It's Roland and Eric....," he said with a sigh "your gonna dress in that skimpy slutty outfit I had you bring and your gonna be a good hostess... They're gonna see what I have...what I own... And then they're gonna leave... And I'll fuck you... I'll fuck you so good. That's all...nothing else. Are you still gonna bust my fucken balls about this or what? We're almost there."
 
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