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Out of the corner of her eye, Donna saw Chris walk out of the room, leaving her alone with the people to whom she had just sold herself. She might have hyperventilated if she didn’t have Donnie’s cock in her mouth at the moment.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, Donna thought, terrified and thrilled at the same time.
Pushing down hard, Donna felt the cock in her mouth slide into her throat and heard a groan from Donnie as she slid forward until her face was flush with his pelvis. In her own little world, Donna wasn’t paying attention to the conversation Donnie and Dr. Twill were having.
“How long do you think it’ll be before he signs over his stake?” Donnie asked, his hands in Donna’s hair as he set the pace. He didn’t want to cum too soon. “I think he’ll be more difficult to manage than Ralph thought,” Donnie continued, holding his cock deeply buried in Donna’s throat for several seconds before allowing her to pull back and breathe.
Dr. Twill inserted two fingers into Donna’s soaked pussy, causing her to moan around the cock in her mouth. Bending her fingers toward Donna’s pelvic wall, Dr. Twill rapidly finger fucked Donna’s pussy for almost a minute before ripping her fingers out, causing Donna to cum and squirt on the floor behind her.
“She is very responsive,” Dr. Twill commented as she inserted three fingers into Donna’s pulsing opening and began to rapidly finger fuck the kneeling woman again.
Donna held onto Donnie’s thighs, feeling another orgasm building as the doctor finger fucked her. For his part, Donnie watched Donna’s back start to arch, and just as Dr. Twill ripped her hand out of the wet pussy she had been finger fucking, he grabbed the back of Donna’s head and held her tight against his pelvis, burying his cock down her throat. Donna’s body jerked and convulsed as she squirted again.
Dr. Twill watched Donna’s vagina spasm as the other woman orgasmed, driving four fingers inside when it was at its largest. Donna tried to scream from the sudden pain she felt but couldn’t with the cock buried down her throat.
Dr. Twill patted Donna on the ass. “It can take a lot more, Slut.”
Almost to prove her point, Dr. Twill started moving her four fingers rapidly inside Donna, quickly driving Donna toward a massive orgasm. With a wicked smile on her face, Dr. Twill ripped her fingers out, sending Donna crashing over the edge again. Donna’s body jerked and would have collapsed on the floor if it hadn’t been for Donnie’s cock buried in her throat.
“Fuck, it’s amazing how good it feels being down her throat while you set her off. The slut keeps moaning and shaking,” Donnie said, letting Donna catch her breath.
Dr. Twill laughed as she pulled Donna’s ass off the floor and back into position. “Wait until she’s fully trained,” she said while working her four fingers back inside Donna’s pussy.
Donna’s body was overloaded. She had never cum this many times in a row in her life and never had orgasms this strong. She groaned as she felt Dr. Twill begin to finger fuck her again, trying to beg her to stop, but Donnie’s cock muffled her pleas.
Donnie was enjoying using Donna as a cock sleeve, having already fucked one of the other sluts before arriving at the meeting. Knowing Cassie would be here, he wanted this to last as long as possible.
Dr. Twill easily pushed her four fingers inside Donna’s pussy to her palm. Smiling at Donnie, she folded her thumb in and drove her entire hand inside Donna. Donna screamed around the cock in her mouth, almost triggering his orgasm as the pain of a fist being pushed inside her stopped the orgasm that had been building. Tears blended into the precum and saliva that were running down her chin and dripping to the floor.
After waiting a couple of minutes for Donna to become accustomed to her fist, Dr. Twill slowly began moving her arm in and out of the pussy that was clutching her hand. Donnie let the slut start moving in sync with the fist moving inside her pussy, leaning back and enjoying the throat job he was getting from Donna.
“Enjoying yourself?” Dr. Twill asked, moving her arm faster and, by extension, moving Donna faster.
“As much as you are,” Donnie replied, knowing that Cassie enjoyed breaking down a straight married woman more than anything else.
Donnie was getting close. The young housewife-turned-sex toy was really going to town now as she climbed closer to another orgasm herself. Looking at Cassie, he smiled and gave her a nod right before he grabbed Donna’s head and immobilized her, cumming down her throat as he watched Dr. Twill rip her fist out of the young woman’s stretched pussy.
Donna’s world turned from pleasure to pain instantly, and her overloaded body couldn’t take anymore. bursa escort The last thing she remembered was Donnie letting her head go and his softening cock slipping out of her mouth. Dr. Twill licked her fingers as she stood and left Donna on the floor while getting a drink from the liquor cabinet. Donnie put his softened cock away and joined her.
“She is everything the committee promised when they pushed her application through,” Donnie commented, looking over at the exhausted beauty lying on the office floor.
“Are you taking her home tonight?” he asked, although he already knew the answer. The doctor always got the first few days with the new toys.
“Yes,” Cassie replied with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes, “I have a few things to train her on before she starts her new job.”
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“You look kind of silly with your mouth just hanging open. You’re kind of like one of the talking fish my Grandpa has in his den,” Carrie said as she licked her fingers clean.
Chris closed his mouth, not wanting to look like a talking fish in front of his eighteen-year-old assistant.
Carrie climbed onto Chris’s lap and put her arms around his neck, grinding her tight ass against his deflated cock as she did before licking Connie’s cum off his face.
She wasn’t sure if she would like to be his assistant; after all, her best friend Ariel had been stuck with Timmy. If it hadn’t been for his wife, Beth, Ariel might have been completely cut off from sex, one of the downsides of being a Family brat.
Chris finally found his voice, “Carrie, what are you doing here?”
Seeing her smirk, he quickly added, “I mean, other than giving me a blow job.”
“I’m your assistant, silly,” Carrie said, her smirk, if anything, bigger.
Seeing that Ralph and Connie were eavesdropping, Chris moved Carrie off his lap and grabbed his clothes.
Chris tossed Carrie over his shoulder, earning a squeal from her. He looked at Ralph. “Can you make sure I have our joint property by Saturday morning, say 8 am? We have some plans with its family this weekend.”
Chris felt weird talking about his wife, well, ex-wife, like lawn furniture, but that was kind of what she was for the next five years.
“I don’t see a problem with that,” Ralph answered. He knew Dr. Twill would want to have her until sometime on Friday, so dropping the toy off Saturday morning wouldn’t impact any of the schedules already in place. “When would you be able to return it?”
“Monday morning right after I leave for work?” Chris suggested. That would give Donna time to fix breakfast and clean the kitchen before leaving again.
“That works for me,” Ralph said.
“Great. Well, it’s been a very long day, so I think I’ll head on home,” Chris said.
As he started to turn, he heard Connie ask, “Where are you taking Carrie?”
Chris turned back to look at her and Ralph. Both had neutral expressions on their faces.
“She’s my assistant, so I was taking her with me in case I needed any more assistance,” Chris replied, smacking Carrie’s upturned ass lightly with his free hand.
Connie started laughing, and Ralph raised his beer.
“Make sure you assist him properly, young lady,” Connie yelled out as Chris walked around to his side of the fence.
“I will, Momma,” Carrie yelled back as Chris carried her through the door and into his house.
“Momma?” he asked, flipping Carrie onto her feet and looking at her.
“She’s not my biological mother,” Carrie said, rolling her eyes before she started wandering around the house. Chris followed her, marveling at the eighteen-year-old’s tight body. Her tour ended in the bedroom, where she climbed onto the bed and lay on her stomach, her chin in her hands as she looked at Chris, his hard cock waving as he walked up to her.
“So, why did you call her ‘Momma’?”
“My real mother was a toy, like Donna. When I was old enough, I was fostered by another member of the Family until I graduated. After that, I was given a choice. I could leave the Family with a full ride at a number of colleges or stay in the Family,” Carrie said, rolling over on her back and looking at the ceiling.
“I didn’t want to leave. This is all I’ve ever known, but I wanted a college degree and a career, not to end up as some fuck toy or slut. Connie offered another choice. I’ll get the degree and work experience in one of the companies the family owns. The only string attached is I can only have sex with the person I’m the assistant for.” Carrie looked at me.
“I wasn’t sure how things were going to be until tonight. My best friend bursa escort bayan ended up with Timmy as her boss. Thank God for Beth, or she would be going crazy for the next four years,” she said, reaching out and grabbing Chris’s hard cock, stroking it slowly. Chris ran his hands over her apple-sized breasts, tweaking her nipples as she continued stroking his cock.
“So, you’ll do anything I want?” Chris asked, his mind already running through the things he wanted her to do.
“I am your Personal Assistant, Chris. Yours. But until I graduate from college or you leave the Family, there are some limits. I’m not a slut, a slave, or a toy. You will be respectful of me in public and at any company events or travel. I will not marry you, have your children, or stay as your assistant past graduation. I have other obligations, like school, that will keep me from being available all the time. There will be events where I will need a date. The Family will provide that for me, but it won’t be you. You’re my boss.” Carrie kissed the head of Chris’s cock before licking the shaft.
Chris groaned and gently grabbed Carrie’s head. She engulfed his cock, swallowing him to the root before slowly pulling back, his cock making a popping sound as she pulled it out of her mouth.
“Any questions, Boss?”
Chris just shook his head, unable to think straight.
“Good, then fuck me,” Carrie said, spinning around until she was on her knees facing away from Chris, wiggling her ass and smiling over her shoulder.
Needing no other prompting, he placed his dick against her wet folds and slowly pushed inside of her hot channel. They both groaned as his cock slid in. Chris was amazed at how hot and tight she felt. He pushed until he bottomed out, then pulled out slowly, watching her vagina cling to his shaft. In and out, he slowly fucked his personal assistant, forgetting Donna for the moment and what she might be doing as he picked up the pace.
“That’s it, fuck me, Boss Man,” Carrie said, her hands wadding the comforter as she pushed back, helping Chris drive his cock inside her. The squeak of the bed and the slapping of his pelvis against her ass were the only sounds for the next several minutes as they both built toward their orgasms.
Carrie moaned and started to shake as she felt herself cum. Chris felt her hot tunnel squeeze his cock as she did, which triggered his own orgasm. Burying his cock as deep as possible, he started shooting cum into her hot pussy. She orgasmed again as she felt his hot cum hitting her cervix.
With one final shudder, Chris collapsed onto the bed, wrapping his arms around Carrie and pulling her close to keep his deflating cock inside her as long as he could. They lay together for several minutes until Carrie’s body expelled his shriveled cock, and cum started to leak onto her leg.
“Let me up, Boss Man. I’ve got to clean up the mess you made,” Carrie said, pushing up from the bed.
Chris let her go, watching her ass wiggle as she walked to the restroom. A few minutes later, Carrie came out and knelt next to Chris.
“I have to go so I can get ready for tomorrow,” she said, kissing Chris and moving away quickly as he made a grab for her.
“That’s enough for tonight, mister,” Carrie said, smiling and shaking a finger at him.
“You can’t blame a guy for trying,” Chris said as he climbed off the bed and followed his personal assistant to the door. He realized then that Carrie didn’t have any clothes to put on.
“Hey, you shouldn’t run around without clothes on…” Chris started to protest, but Carrie cut him off.
“Chris, nothing is going to happen to me or anyone else around here,” she assured him. “Besides, I have clothes. I left them in my cubby over at Connie’s. I’ll get dressed, and then someone will take me home.”
“I could take you home, or better yet, you could stay here,” Chris said, wrapping an arm around Carrie and pulling her close.
“Hey, none of that, Mister Boss Man,” Carrie said, smacking Chris’s hands and pushing him away.
Chris let her go, still unsure what all the rules were.
Putting her palm on Chris’s chest, Carrie leaned in for a kiss. “There are plenty of sluts and toys in the Family, and you have access to them, Chris. Our relationship is professional with benefits. You have your own circle and life, and I have mine. Please don’t ruin this, or they’ll transfer me to someone else. I would hate for that to happen.” Carrie looked into Chris’s eyes until he nodded, and she walked out the door.
Chris watched her as she walked around the fence and up the front steps, positive she added a little extra wiggle in her step before she disappeared through escort bayan the front door, the same front door Donna had gone through a few hours ago.
With a sigh, Chris shut the door and went to the bedroom. He saw the welcome package and thought about looking through it but decided he didn’t want to deal with it tonight.
I hope she’s happy, Chris thought as he climbed into bed, reaching over to where his wife normally lay only to find a cold, empty sheet.
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“How was he?” Connie asked as Carrie walked back into the living room.
“Not too bad, and his cock felt amazing,” Carrie said, leaning over and kissing Connie, her tongue slipping into her mouth.
After the kiss ended, Connie looked down at Donna, who was busy eating her pussy, “Hear that, toy? Your ex-husband wasn’t too bad of a lover. Carrie here just got fucked by him, didn’t you, Carrie?”
“I sure did,” Carrie said, pulling Donna’s face away from Connie’s wet pussy so she could look up at the young assistant. “When you get done, I will let you taste his cum so you don’t forget how it tastes.”
Donna felt conflicted. She was hurt Chris had fucked the little slut. She had been jealous of Carrie since she met her, with her young, perfect body. But Donna was also glad that Chris was having fun, too, and not waiting at home for her to come back. He deserved better than her. Tears were falling as Carrie let her hair go, and Donna returned to licking Connie’s pussy.
“For someone who doesn’t have a lot of practice, you sure are pretty fucking good at eating pussy,” Connie said, placing her hand on the back of Donna’s head.
“Shit,” Connie said as her body tightened and she orgasmed, squirting into Donna’s open mouth. A few spasms later, Donna was pushed away from Connie’s sensitive clit.
“Hurry up, toy. I need this cum cleaned up so I can get home,” Carrie said as she sat down next to Connie on the couch.
Without instructions, Donna moved to Carrie’s swollen pussy and noticed a string hanging out of it.
“I wanted to save as much as I could for you, toy,” Carrie said as she pulled the string, and the tampon fell out, coated in semen and her vaginal juices.
“Why don’t you suck out the juices from this first? Then you can finish cleaning me up,” Carrie suggested.
Donna shuddered and positioned herself below the dangling tampon while it dripped the slimy mess into her waiting tongue before taking the juicy plug into her mouth and sucking. She sucked as hard as she could, wanting the humiliation over with.
“That should be good enough,” Carrie said after a minute or two, patting Donna on the cheek. “Now for the main course.”
Carrie slid forward, spreading her legs as wide as possible so Donna could see the white semen Chris had deposited in the other woman puddling inside of her wide-open vagina.
“Bon appetit,” the young woman said, giggling as Donna bent forward and began licking and sucking out the cum her ex-husband had deposited inside Carrie.
“Oh, right there. Fuck, you’re right, Momma. The toy is really good at eating pussy,” Carrie said as she held Donna’s face against her pussy.
Donna felt her face burn as she serviced her husband’s lover, cleaning up the younger woman’s vagina while listening to her talk to Connie about how good she got fucked by him.
“Suck my clit,” Carrie instructed, feeling herself on the edge of cumming and wanting to humiliate the older woman as much as possible before she squirted on her face.
“Fuck!” Carrie yelled as her body contorted, and she orgasmed, squirting on Donna, soaking her face. She came a few more times before pushing Donna away from her sensitive clit.
After catching her breath, Carrie dressed and called a ride to take her to the dorm.
“I think it’s time for the toy to leave as well,” Dr. Twill said, coming up with a collar and leash for Donna.
Walking her new pet out the front door, Dr. Twill stopped when Ralph called out to her.
“It looks like we need it back here by 8 am on Saturday,” Ralph reminded Cassie.
“That should be enough time to start the initial training,” the doctor responded, her voice sending shivers down Donna’s spine.
“We do need to talk about how it will fit into the program Donnie started. That was one of the reasons for accepting the application in the first place,” Cassie reminded Ralph.
“I think it will fit into the program even with the current restrictions. Who knows? In a few months, we might be able to change the contract and buy out the minority owner. Let’s just see how things progress,” Ralph replied.
Donna hoped they weren’t talking about her because the last part scared her. Would Chris relinquish his say in what happened to her? Would she just disappear?
She was shivering, and not just because she was nude and outside where anyone could see her. Fear and excitement warred inside her body as Dr. Twill walked her to the car.
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