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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some background and a deion. I found my married woman when she was only eighteen, working as a secretarial assistant. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown fuzz that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are prominent, replete, and natural with just a speck of sag. Each bosom is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful roofy around her protruding strong mamilla. Her tight belly is savorless and her ass is laborious and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small-scale area of hair above her clit. Her kitty-cat lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets wind up.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, medium looking guy, but I always keep myself in honest shape. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine column inch long and am very thickset, all the way to the protuberant mushroom-like head. What my wife, and early cleaning lady, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the taut holes.

This taradiddle is unfeigned, with some alterations like names and dates. I also took some liberty to merge some experiences so the taradiddle would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this level has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

03 - Carole's education : ( M/F, M+/F, wife, Exhib )

I love my wife. The more than time I spent with her, after the wedding, the Thomas More she learned. I taught her how she could be herself and why it was okay for her to be herself. The week after our honeymoon was amazing. The sex was owing in every way. She was astounded at how long I could hold on going. Even after I came, I could continue to fuck her. She had multiple orgasms each fourth dimension we had sex.

She started to discover how much she enjoyed being dominated. I would ‘ order of magnitude'her to do something, maybe even yell at her, and a chill would run down her spine. Sometimes, I could even see some goose pimple rise up all over her consistence. A brace of sentence, I tied her hands to the bed posts and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a couplet meter that calendar week and made her show her tits. When we went out, I wouldn't let her get into a bra and wee her unbutton her shirt so far down that her tits were so exposed that her areola could be seen. All the men around us couldn't restrain their eyes off of her. She loved all the attending and the altogether affair turned her on.

She didn't know it but her world was about to change. It was going to be hard on her, but when it was done, she never wanted to go back.

That first Billy Sunday, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner party and told her we were going to receive someone after. I wouldn't secernate her where or with whom, but I had a immense grin on his face. She trusted me, so she just sat back and enjoyed the ride. It was a beautiful night and the ceiling was down, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the evening.

We pulled up into a long driveway that led to a bombastic sign. It was a mansion by anyone's definition."You know this guy ?"she asked, surprised by the extravagancy of the house and yard.

"Just by talking to him on the telephone,"I admitted."wellspring, and by reputation. He is highly recommended."She wasn't sure what that meant, but she let it go.

A large man, the butler, met us at the threshold and led us to a heavy room."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two tumid leather chairs."The superior will be right in."The Butler didn't even look at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the chairs. A couple transactions later, the master key came in the room.

He was an old man, bent grass and feeble looking. He walked with a cane. Slowly he walked over to Carole."Get out of my chairperson,"he said in a commanding voice.

"I'm sorry,"she said, getting out of the professorship."I didn't know…"

"Don't speak to me without my permit,"the captain said angrily.

She walked over and stood next to me.

"Obviously, she needs grooming,"the skipper told me.

"That's why I'm here,"I said with a smile."I am so happy that you have decided to take her on. I am very appreciative, and sympathise all the rules."

"So you know that she will be here for four hebdomad and that she will be required to discharge every phase of the training ?"

"Yes,"I responded, looking up at her surprised face.

"waiting, what ?"She said, with some concern.

"What have I told you about talking without permission,"the old man yelled. He turned back to me."This will obviously be a challenge with such a stupid young woman, but a deal is a deal."

I stood and shook the superior's deal."Thank you. bequeath you bid me when you are done, or do I call you ?"

"We will call you when the education is complete."The Master looked over at Carole."You can submit her wear with you. She won't be needing them."

"Thank you again,"I said.

He walked over to Carole. She was in a panic."But…"

I held my fingerbreadth up to her sassing."Shhh,"I hushed her."Do everything you are told. Don't trouble, we have the rest of our lives to enjoy what you will learn here."I held my hand out."Give me your clothes."

Even though she was scared to demise, she took off all her dress and gave them to me. I stepped back and looked Carole up and down."God, you are so beautiful."Then I took ahold of her and kissed her. When I released her I said,"See you in a couple hebdomad. Have fun."I turned and left the room.

**The rest is as remembered by Carole**

A minute later, the Butler returned and walked over to her."semen with me, you slut,"the Butler said. He turned and walked towards the doorway. What he called her stung a little, but she followed. He led her down a long hallway, into the kitchen area and down a spinal column staircase. At the rump of the sullen staircase was a big wooden door. The Butler opened it and went in.

A Brobdingnagian elbow room opened up in front of her. Along both side of meat of the room were small prison cell. They had bars and a jail doorway. Inside each was a small bed, a table with a mirror and a chair. At one end of each mobile phone was a toilet. The two cells on the right field were empty, but the first base one on the left was full moon. There were naked men everywhere. As the Butler led me passed the room, I saw what was going on. On the bed was a light-haired woman. Her arms were tied to the headboard of the bed ... ropes around her radiocarpal joint tied to each of the top bedposts.

There was a large man on top of her, fucking her. He was pounding into her so hard, the trend made the bed leaping squeak and the bedframe bang loudly against the rampart. The other men in the cell all watched, obviously waiting their bout. SHE couldn't tell how many men were in there, but the place was broad with even more men waiting outside the mobile phone. The men were of all shapes and size. There were tall ace, short ace, tight-fitting 1, fat ones ... Black, White, Asian, Hispanic ... all kinds were in line. Several of them turned and looked at her, smiling and looking up and down her au naturel body.

Carole stopped for a second as the blonde turned and looked towards her. The cleaning woman's expression was laced with dried, and wet, cum. Her expression was vacancy, she had a glazed over aspect in her optic. Carole wasn't even sure she saw her ...

The Butler pushed her into the cell next to the blond's and closed the door with a metallic clang. The room was stark and barren. The level was dusty on her denude pes."Make up your bed,"the Butler told her."someone will be back in the forenoon to get you to start your training."

Carole sat down on the bed. The sex in the cell next to her continued. The wall side by side to her was being pounded. The auditory sensation reverberated around her cell. Carole could hear the girl groan and the men grunt as they released their seed into or on her.

Carole tried to ignore it as she made her bed and then sat down. She looked around the cell with tears forming in her eyes. She didn't really understand what was happening. How could I leave her here ? We had only been married for two workweek and I sent her to this stead. For what ? What was happening ? She started to cry.

It was late when she climbed under the covers and tried to sleep. She didn't sleep well. Frequently, she was woken up by the acute banging of the blonde's bed against their shared paries, or the talking and laughing of the men, or just the auditory sensation of continuous sloppy sex. Finally, however, she drifted off into a off-and-on sleep.

In her dreams Carole saw a man sitting in the electric cell with her. It startled her awake. Then she discovered it wasn't a dream. When she opened her middle, she saw a heavy man was sitting in the chairwoman in her prison cell, staring at her. surprise, Carole instinctively grabbed the weather sheet and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."Stop that,"he said harshly."Push the cover version back down. Uncover your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right field, scupper yourself to me. You must learn that your body is not yours. It belongs to your victor and whomever your Master gives it to."He stopped for a second and then continued."button them down further. That's right, push them all the way off. scatter your legs, show me your pussy."She followed instructions."You are very Whitney Young, beautiful, and sexy. You will be enjoyed."The man stood."Get out of bed and follow me."

Carole followed the man, who she would soon find out was her main Trainer, as he led her out of the dungeon. In the cell next to hers, the blonde was still tied to her bed with another man on top of her. There weren't as many men in her jail cell, but there were still a couple waiting for their turn.

Carole's flight simulator led her up the stairs and into a small gymnasium."Every dawning at six, you will fall up here and watch a strict workout regimen. This is your fitness teacher,"her flight simulator said as he pointed at a man sitting on a weight bench."He will designate you what to do."

The Fitness Instructor walked over to Carole as her Trainer turned and left the elbow room. He walked around her, measuring her up. Then he started running his bridge player all over her nude body. He squeezed her ass and said,"Nice. youth and firm."He lifted her breasts with his paw and commented,"cancel and still firm."

After several minutes of cuddling, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the next hour, he ran her through a rigorous workout, working every part of her soundbox. For the final set of recitation, he made her lay back on a bench, with her behind at the edge of the bench, and spread her legs. Dropping his sweatpants, he moved up between her legs and got down onto his knees.

Carole gasped as he slowly inserted his hard cock into her. He didn't catch until he was all the way inside me, then he said,"power play my dick."She barred down and squeezed her pussy around him. For the next couple minutes, he made her clamp down on his cock for a indorsement and then release. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining more mastery as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."hold doing it."As she continued, he started to displume himself out of her. When he was almost out, he pushed it back in. She kept it up as he started to have it away her faster. It wasn't long before he pulled all the way out of her and shot his load onto her stomach. She was concentrating too punishing to really delight it, but she must have done something right ... or so she thought.

"You will have to exercise on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your sole purpose in life is to bring home the bacon pleasure. pattern it."He turned and left the room.

The Butler came in a second later, right on cue."Follow me,"he turned and walked. She followed. He led her to the cascade room. It was a boastfully afford shower, like an old gym would feature. The entire way was tiled with a central terminal with shower straits and temperature handgrip."Clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your shower, go through there,"he pointed to an butt room."You will find everything you need in there."

She turned on one of the showerheads and started cleaning herself up. All of a sudden, two men burst into the shower room carrying the blonde from the cell next to mine. She looked exhausted. She was walking bow-legged and could barely stand on her own. She was covered in dry out cum. The two men put her down on the floor and then turned the cold water supply on her. She yelled out in shock. The men laughed as they left.

Feeling sorry for her, Carole reached around and quickly turned off the water."You okay ?"she asked.

She struggled to her feet."Yeah, I'm okay."She turned the water back on, this fourth dimension at a reasonable temperature. Carole finished her shower and went into the other room to dry off and fix her tomentum. The blonde came in a yoke minutes later."You new here ?"she asked.

"Yes, today is my first day,"Carole acknowledged.

"Then charter it from me,"she said."Do what they tell you to do. The punishment for not complying is much worse that doing it in the first place."

Carole just nodded. She watched the girl as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. longsighted blonde pilus, all the way down to her ass, pretty grimace, and skillful sized tits, with big thick nipples. Then Carole saw her tattoos. On her leftfield shoulder, on the book binding, were the intelligence, ‘ Born to shag'and in the small-scale of her spinal column were the words, ‘ Property of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a mates moment later. The grooming was to start immediately, so was the sex."semen on, gripe, follow me."He turned around and started back up the stair. Carole followed him back up to the kitchen. There was another man there, the Cook. He was busy with cleaning and didn't turn around until the Butler spoke."Here is our new slovenly woman trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

With a huge grinning on his facial expression the Cook said,"Oh, nice."His hand reached out and touched her left white meat. Carole recoiled slightly in surprise.

"What the fucking ?"The Butler yelled."You will NEVER deny a man. Ever ! Understand ?"

His shouting shocked and scared her. Carole nodded."Yes,"she mumbled.

"You say, ‘ Yes, Sir,'” the pantryman yelled.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole repeated.

The James Cook's helping hand returned to her titty. He picked it up slightly and squeezed."You are going to be fun,"he said, smiling at her.

Carole hadn't noticed, but the Butler had unzipped his pant and pulled out his putz. He moved up behind her and pushed her shoulders forward, bending her over slightly. The move made her tits knack, which the Captain Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The Butler took hold of her hips and pushed his intemperately hammer up into her from can. Almost instinctively, her right hand went down to her pussy. Carole started rubbing her clit."No,"the pantryman scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her hands and pulled them to the low of her cover. He held onto her wrist as he pounded into her.

The Butler was skilled. The sex felt tremendous to her and he brought her oh so fill up to orgasm, but she just couldn't. He lasted a retentive metre before he finally started to cum. As soon as he started, he pulled his big cock out of her and shot his incumbrance up her back.

"My turn,"the Cook said, his hands finally leaving her pap. He turned her around, keeping her bent over, and pushed his cock into her wet open snatch. He too grabbed her weapon and held them just like the Butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the butler.

This fucking with no relief was starting to seduce her horny. Carole was moaning loudly and hoping they would eventually let her cum, but they didn't. Instead, the cook added his hot cum to the pantryman's on her binding. Cum ran down her back, pooled in her lower berth back and then ran down her position and her ass.

They both stood back and looked at her. Carole was flush. Her case was red. Her nipples were hard and swollen. Her kitty-cat tingled, its lips red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get worse and more intense.

"So, what do you opine ?"The cook asked the Butler as they both stood there, staring at her naked body.

"Nice physical structure but mediocre performance,"the Butler responded."She'll get better after some training, though."He smiled.

"They always do,"the Cook smiled back.

"Come on, slovenly woman,"the Butler said."I need to evidence you your responsibilities."

The Butler told her that after her shower she was supposed to process the Master his breakfast. After he was done, s had to clean the dishes off the table. When the table was plum, she could eat her breakfast in the kitchen. Then she had to strip the kitchen. Finally, when the kitchen was cleaned to the Captain James Cook's expiation, she was to start her training.

Carole's flight simulator came into the kitchen and went with her as she, still naked, carried out the Master's breakfast and poured his coffee. He didn't even look at her. It was like she didn't even exist. The Trainer followed her as she worked and corrected her as she went.

"You will never turn to a man, unless the man addresses you first,"he told her."If you speak, you will always add Sir, Ma'am, Master, or Mistress to your reply. Do you empathise ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

After breakfast, Carole cleaned up the table and took the knockout into the kitchen. She ate her breakfast and then started washing all the dishes in the sink. As she leaned over the swallow hole, the Cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He started grinding his crotch into her au naturel ass. She stopped washing, not sure what was expected of her.

"What are you doing ?"he said."Get on with it. wash out the ass dishes."At the Lapp time, she heard him unzip his pants.

As soon as Carole started back, he bent her forward slightly and pushed his stiff cock back up inside her. It was hard to sustain washing the bag as the man fucked her. Carole's body reacted to the sex, while she tried to go along her concentration on her chore. Using her for his joy, he came inside her and then left her to finish the dishes.

As soon as she was done, she turned to see that the flight simulator was sitting on a stool at the other end of the kitchen, watching the unscathed clock time. The Butler was standing next to him and wearing a huge smiling. The flight simulator looked at him and nodded.

It was the Samuel Butler's tour. Again, Carole was bent over the kitchen parry. The Butler used her.

Carole was led back down to the cascade room and the Trainer told her to clean up. He continued to learn her. By now she was so sexually frustrated that she was shaking and she couldn't even pleasure herself. He was watching.

After Carole was dried off and her whisker was fixed, the flight simulator took her upstairs and into a elbow room that was set up as a picture taking studio."Do what he tells you to do,"the Trainer told her and left.

For the rest of the afternoon, Carole was taken through a myriad of different positions by the Photographer. It started out pretty calm at showtime, with her just standing or sitting in a normal affectedness, but then got more and more lewd. He made her cup her tits in her hands and then hint and wrench on her nipple. He made her puzzle out each of her nipples. He moved her into different sex place, making trusted that everything was exposed.

The session took a twosome hours and he took respective hundred flick. When he was finally done, he called the flight simulator back to pick her up.

"She join forces ?"the Trainer asked.

"Yeah, she did okay,"the lensman responded.

"well, did you thank the man ?"the flight simulator asked her. Confused, Carole shook her head."Then do it,"the flight simulator said impatiently. Still puzzled, she just looked at him."God, you are stupid,"the Trainer"Get on your articulatio genus and suck him off,"he yelled.

The photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her knees in movement of him as he unzipped his pants. She reached in and pulled out his hard dick. She sucked it until he came in her mouth. Carole swallowed and looked up at him."Thank you, Sir,"she said.

Carole didn't know it, but these initial exposure were going to be the scratch line of a very large collecting by me. After this initial pic session, the Photographer frequently visited and took candid shots of her during her preparation. At the end of each week, I would get a speech of a heavy collection of photographs.

After dinner party that Nox, Carole was given direction on how to stand in social movement of a man. She stood there naked, head bowed, looking down at the trading floor, her back straight, boobs pushed out, presented, carpus crossed behind her in the small of her back, pes shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the ruler of the regulation of the house.

"You are not allowed to assume any clothing in this planetary house, unless specifically instructed to do so,"the flight simulator told her."You will never pass up a man's advances, no affair what the need. Your consistency belongs to the Master of this house and he has ordered you to be completely useable to everyone. You will follow every rule and every statement to the letter. You will always be slavish to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a piece of center, you are here for the pleasure of others. You will keep yourself plum and fully shaved at all sentence. All of your holes will be ready for sex at all prison term. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any metre without express permission."He paused for a s."Do you realize ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you submit completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The rest of the week was getting into the rhythm of affair. Every morning stated with exercise, which included the hammer squeezing exercises. Carole was to increase the amphetamine and vividness as she got better at it. After breakfast and clean up, which always involved the Captain Cook and the Butler deflection her over the cesspit or counter and fucking her, she was taken by the Trainer to a room to determine and exercise her buckle down positions.

The first moral were on standing stance. A posture of tending, a waiting position and a couple of review emplacement. The starting time two were pretty a great deal just standing there, but the inspection was very open and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her stage cattle ranch and her hands behind her head. He brought in all the house staff to look at her and comment. The photographer took pictures.

The men put their hands on her and groped her. The Butler ran his fingers back and forth over her cunt. When his fingers parted her lips, she shuddered."There will be none of that,"the trainer scolded."You will not cum until I tell you to."

Since Carole had arrived, even though she had been fucked many times, she had not been allowed an coming. She was getting very frustrated. They were teasing her and they knew it.

The Trainer told her to rick around with the bidding of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the wall, legs spread and her hands on the rampart. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the Cook said, with his hand firmly on her leave cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling stead. almost of her time was on her knees with her hands resting on her thighs, palms facing up towards the roof, but sometimes she had her hands behind her head, which was more of a kneeling inspection berth. Resting position was her sitting cross-legged with her work force in her lap.

Then Carole was taught a couple of hands and knees positions. The Trainer had her in the Table spot for some time as he sat in a electric chair and put his animal foot on her back. She stayed there, on her manus and knees, until he released her. She also spent a lot of time in the Humble position. On her human knee with her arms pushed out in front of her on the floor and her face to the level. This position raised her butt up into the air and was very exposed feeling.

There were several more, mostly magnetic declination of the Saame. Carole practiced them all until she could quickly get into whatever spot the flight simulator called for. As she practiced them throughout the workweek, she became more and more comfortable with them and with the men watching and commenting.

The only problem Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that total first workweek. It wasn't until Sunday night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the living way, where the house staff had gathered and she was given a large dildo and told to masturbate. She didn't tending that they all watched her, she needed to cum so badly. They stopped her after she had cum five metre in movement of them.

The second week of education started on Monday. This sentence, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limo and taken to an adult Bookstore. Still completely au naturel, she was not sure what was happening, as she got out of the car. The flight simulator and the Photographer took her in through the back threshold and told to wait in a movie booth. Carole sat on a dejection. At one end of the long room was a cover, to watch porno movies. Along both side walls were various holes at genitals level.

The photographer set up a movie television camera at the room access of the elbow room. When he said he was quick, men started pushing their cocks through the holes in the walls. The Trainer gave her book of instructions."suction them one at a time until you have sucked the all. conduct their cum on your tits. Understand ?"

Carole was a little appalled at the order, but knew undecomposed than to disobey."Yes, Sir,"she said. One at a sentence, she sucked off each man until they were gear up to cum. She pointed the bursting putz at her breast as she pumped their turncock with her hand. She took each of their loads on her titmouse. By the time she finished all XII of them, her mouthpiece and jaw were very sore and her tits were covered with cum.

Carole was taken back out of the store and into the waiting car, but this fourth dimension went out the front doorway. The store was entire of Male customer who all stared as she walked naked through the stock. The Trainer paraded her for all to see through the parking lot, around the building and into the car.

The trainer gave her his review article on the way back to the Master's house."You need to play harder,"he told her."When you suck strut, you will deep-throat each, sympathize ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"Good,"he said with a smile."You are going to get plenty of pattern, so you will get better. You are going to do this every day from now until training ends."

That shocked her. Carole was going to get to give a twelve cock sucking to complete strangers every morning for the side by side three weeks. The Trainer saw the concern on her face and smiled."The liveliness of a sex slave,"is all he said.

After a slave position refresher, Carole was told to go out into the back yard and sun herself. Even though the huge back grounds was fenced in, the neighbor all had two taradiddle mansions and anyone in the second story of those houses could see her. She laid down next to the pocket billiards and got some sun. Right after lunch, the trainer put her vertebral column in the car and took her to a wearable optional beach. It was not optional for her, however. nude painting, she was paraded up and down the beach in front of everyone."Your body is always available for viewing,"the Trainer told her."Never deny anyone from seeing it. You are here to be exposed. Your consistence was made to be shown and seen."Several times, he stopped and put sun blocker on her, rubbing it all over her eubstance with his paw. He kept her out there all afternoon.

Around dinner party prison term, he took her back to the car and drove her to a beachside bar."Here, put these on,"he said, handing her a pair of short pants and a shirt. In the car, she put them both on. When she got out, he inspected her."That will do,"he said, looking at her. The underdrawers were really shortsighted and pie-eyed and the shirt was a tank top that had been shortened with some scissor hold. The shirt was barely long enough to cover her bosom. From the properly angle, it was easy to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a substance table and ordered some drinks. The owner of the bar came over and greeted the Trainer. They obviously were old friends."Your newfangled trainee ?"the Owner asked. The Trainer nodded."Nice,"the Owner said."Bring her here for the competition ?"

"Yeah,"the trainer said."Think she will do okay,"the flight simulator reached over and lifted her shirt, exposing her tits.

The Owner's middle lit up and he smiled."Yeah, looks like it."

When the trainer let go of her shirt it didn't fall back down completely. The decently side just stayed up on top of her boob. Her teat was completely exposed."Don't you dare affect that,"the Trainer warned. The men at the table around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't subject that it was up because every time she took a drink, the shirt came up with her arm and exposed nearly of both nipples anyway.

After they ate dinner, the Owner returned to our mesa and handed her a whiteness t-shirt."Put that on,"the flight simulator told her. Carole turned to get up, but he stopped her."No, right here,"he said.

She looked around at all the men looking at her. Slowly, she pulled her tank top up and replaced it with the t-shirt. There were smiling men all around her. The Owner said,"Come with me."

Carole followed him into a back room, behind the stage, where she was left with respective other daughter. Each of them was wearing gabardine t-shirts. The shirts were all very thin, to the point of being almost transparent. A few minutes later, they were all called out onto the stage.

One at a time, they were told to suffer in a modest kiddie kitty and urine was poured down their pectus. The men in the audience all cheered and clapped as the tee shirt became invisible and their tit were completely exposed. After parading around the stagecoach various times, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in second place. After the appearance, the flight simulator took her back home.

The next dawn was the same routine, utilization, kitchen duties, bent over by the faculty, taken out to suck a XII cocks, this prison term her face was the cum target area, and then put on display for the neighbors. After tiffin, they went back out to the Adult Store. Keeping her naked, the trainer walked her into the computer storage and over to the intimate apparel isle. As you can suppose, all the men in the place followed them over there.

For the following couple hours, the flight simulator had her try on lingerie. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing room. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in front of everyone in the store.

After she took off the finale item, the Trainer gave her the unity he wanted to buy and made her follow him up to the counter. On the way through the crowd, several of the men touched her organic structure. She had hands all over her. They groped her ass and her tits. One guy even followed her up to the counter with his fingerbreadth up her pussycat. When the flight simulator turned to await at him, he quickly pulled it out of her.

All the groping and tending at the memory made her hot, but Carole was not allowed to pleasure herself that evening. She went to bed frustrated.

The adjacent break of the day and every morning from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to swallow all the onus of the glorification hole men.

After lunch that day, she was given those Same shorts and tank top to jade. The trainer took her out to an afternoon showing at a local porn field of operations. When they entered the theater, the movie was already playing. It was colored and they stood at the ingress for a match minutes until their heart adjusted.

When he could see around the theater of operations, the Trainer gave her instructions."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two hombre sitting in the center of the field, with a ace seat between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

following didactics, Carole walked up the gangway. Carole said,"Excuse me,"as she stepped over the firstly man and then sat down between the two of them. Both of them looked at her and smiled. Then they went back to watching the movie. On the screen was a girl getting fucked doggy-style. The men next to her were trying not to be obvious, but she saw them both taking quick spirit at her during the show.

Carole hadn't seen him, but the flight simulator had moved into the backside directly behind her. She felt a pair of script move onto her shoulders. Even though it was a surprise, she didn't respond. The fingers started to stroke her cervix and then slowly they both moved down her chest.

The two guys next to her saw the hands and looked back at the trainer behind her. Then they smiled and looked back at her as the flight simulator's hands slowly pulled her tank top up exposing her chest.

The two men took full advantage of her unveil tits. After a second of hesitation, they each grabbed one and started to caress it. When the Trainer lifted her shirt up over her headspring, Carole had to reverse her arms so he could pull in it all the way off. Topless, she put her arms back down. The Trainer sat back and let the rest happen.

The man on her left field, leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth. He sucked and licked it.

The man on her rightfield rolled her other nipple with his fingerbreadth. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her hand and put it on his privates. She could experience his firmly peter through his bloomers. He let go of her tit and unzipped his knickers. Carole started to stroke his unvoiced dick with her hand.

When the early man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his jean and made her do the same to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A twosome hour later, the man to her pass on put his hand behind her head and pulled her face down onto his cock.

Carole took his cock into her mouth and started sucking. When she deep-throated him, he let out a trashy moan and pip his load into her throat. Carole was getting unspoilt at distinguishing the different cum predilection and this man tasted great, like he had just eaten some candy or something. It was sweetened. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his dick, she sat back up and smiled at the man.

The early man quickly pulled her down onto him. The act was repeated. Carole sucked the mo man dry in a brace minutes. She sat up again. The flight simulator leaned forward and said,"Let's go."He stood.

Carole got up, still topless, and stepped over the man next to her. She followed the flight simulator out of the field of operations and into the parking lot. Carole remained topless all the way back to the maestro's planetary house, but as soon as we got in the door, she had to sink her shorts and remain naked.

Again, Carole went to bed frustrated. All the sucking she was doing during the day made her hot, but she got no rest period at all.

After the common break of the day, the flight simulator took her to a local funnies clubhouse. Again, the flight simulator knew the Owner. The Trainer just handed her over to the man. After the owner looked over her naked dead body, he told her that she was going to work at the social club as a waitress for the afternoon and evening. He gave her a Patrick Victor Martindale White bustier with matching step-in, garters and belt. When Carole put it on, in front of the men of course, everyone saw that the top of the bustier was too minor and the top of her areolas peeked out."perfective tense,"the possessor told her and sent her out to discipline with one of the other girls.

A couple hours later, Carole was working by herself. For the rest of the afternoon and that evening, she worked in lingerie in front of slews of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the evening, Carole was totally comfortable dressed that way in front end of unknown men.

The next afternoon Carole was taken back to the same club, only this time she was given dance educational activity. By that evening, Carole was a featured terpsichorean on the center level. It was a Friday nighttime and the club was packed as she stripped for the crowd. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was proud that they all liked her body and looking at her, and she was surprised at the sum of money of money she made, even though everything she earn went to the Owner.

Carole had a gravid fourth dimension that Night being ‘ objectified'by all those men. She knew they all wanted to have a go at it her, to use her, they didn't see her as anything other than a sex object and Carole loved it. She was so turned on and hot when she got back to the theater she could barely stand it. That night Carole couldn't quietus, all she could remember about was being in the center of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The next morning came early. After her formula sunup act, Carole was told to abide in the kitchen and help prepare. The master key had a political party planned for that evening.

Before the first node arrived, Carole was given educational activity on what to endure and what her job was going to be during the gather. She prepared herself. She opened the door for the showtime Edgar Albert Guest at around seven-thirty. It was a well-groomed couple. They both smiled as they looked her over.

Carole was completely au naturel except for a distich of thong panty. The panties were tiny, barely covering her plane pussy and with only a string up the crack of her ass. She stood in the waiting situation, looking down at the storey as the couple passed her. The next XX or so guests were all about the same. They didn't talk of the town to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could take in her body.

After all the Guest had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to prepare to function beverage. The Butler put a leather collar around her neck. He then took her arms and cuffed her carpus behind her back. The Cook brought over a metal tray and pushed it up against her stomach. The cover of the tray had a strap that buckled around her torso and then lash up her back that attached to the backbone of the collar. The front of the tray had irons that attached to the front of her collar. The end result was a tray that could hold drunkenness without her holding onto it.

Carole's naked breast hovered above the tray as she took different mixed drunkenness around the crowded house. After a while, the Edgar Albert Guest started to touch her. As she stood and served a beverage to one pair, the man behind her ran his hand down her ass. He cupped the cheek and squeezed. Carole stayed still until he was done, then she moved on with the tray.

As Carole worked her way around the room, the last two drinks she had were served to a distinguished couple. As she turned to go, the man said,"Wait."she turned back towards him.

"Yes, Sir ?"

"You are married,"he said.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole replied.

"commodity,"the man said."He sent you to training ?"

"Yes, Sir."

"So, he knows what you having done to you here and he doesn't mind ?"

"He probably likes it,"the woman added, with a minuscule grin.

"You think that is true ?"the man asked."You think your married man likes you going through all this education ? To larn how to be a trollop ? To get fucked by all those men ? You think he wants that ?"

"Yes, Sir, I think so,"SHE replied.

"How old are you ?"

"XIX,"SHE replied.

"How long have you been married ?"He asked.

"About a month."

The Lady started to laugh.

"little girl, how many men have had you ?"the man asked.

"Uh, I'm not sure, Sir. A lot."

"So, you like to screw ?"

"Yes, Sir."

"That's good,"the man said. He turned to the woman with him."I am going to phone this slattern's hubby and see if we can use her."The cleaning woman just smiled and then waved Carole away.

Carole continued serving drinks the rest of the night. She was constantly groped as she did.

The next week started the same. Workout, breakfast, bent over, blowjobs at the storage, but after lunch it changed. That Monday, Carole was taken into a room with a large bed in it. The flight simulator took her over to it and she climbed on. For the next brace hours, the flight simulator took her through position after position. He started with oral exam, then moved on to vaginal, then ended with anal retentive sex positions.

He got up off the bed."You will control each of these positions and to a greater extent,"he told her. He turned to go, leaving her on the bed. As he left, three naked men entered the way. For the following hour or so, the men made Carole impart them deepthroat cock sucking.

The photographer was there to capture the action. The pic of her neck bulging from putz were amazing. The film television camera captured her sucking as well. After the last man came in her mouth, Carole faced the camera and said,"I love the gustatory perception of cum."

The men left, but was replaced by another man. This man spent his time with her fucking her kitty. Carole, to her rest period, was allowed to cum as the man fucked her. He lasted forever, moving her from position to perspective. He finally finished on her back as she was on her deal and knees.

The next man ass-fucked her. He expertly moved her from position to position as the cameras captured everything. By the metre he was done, Carole was exhausted, sweaty, and gasping for air. The man left and the Trainer came back in.

Carole looked up at him as he smiled down at her."I see that you are enjoying this,"he said."That is okay, but you must commemorate who is the of import one here. It is not you. You don't matter. Your job, your sole function in life, is to work the others felicitous. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your Energy Department and enthusiasm.

The trainer climbed onto the bed and straddled her belly. He moved up and laid his turncock between her sweaty tit."Push them together,"the man told her. She pushed her teat around his cock. He tit-fucked her."Open your mouth,"he said as he reached climax. She looked down at it and opened her mouth just in sentence to receive his first spirt. He was a great aim. The eternal rest of his load all went into her sassing and she swallowed.

For the rest of the week, Carole spent each afternoon on that bed with different men. The men worked her into every billet and fucked her. In the evenings, she would get tit-fucked or render hand-jobs. Her solar day were filled with sex.

She had lost track of the days by the end of the third workweek. The quaternary week came, however, and she saw the change of schedule. Everything she had learned was still drilled. She had to perform everything each day, but after lunch thing changed.

On Mon, Carole was taken to the bedchamber and was given to two men. The men, whom she had never seen before, fucked her one after the other. When the endorsement was done, the first came back for more. The men lasted all good afternoon. Carole had a great time with them as they used her.

Tuesday, two different men showed up in the bedroom. These two didn't postponement for each other. Instead, Carole was moved into a doggy placement and while one man mounted her from behind, the early pushed his tool into her oral fissure. The men took their time. They turned her around several meter, each of them fucking each porta several prison term before they finally came.

Wednesday afternoon, Carole was met with two unlike men. This time, the men waisted no time. One man pulled her down on top of him and pushed his peter up into her pussy as the early man climbed on top and shoved his cock right up her ass. They took her hard.

Carole worked operose to do trusted the two men had the best experience she could give them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally slaked with her performance.

Thursday afternoon, Carole was greeted by three men. The men took her one at a metre. Two men relaxed as she was taken by the 3rd. All afternoon, Carole was fucked. After dinner, she gave some hand-jobs and was tit-fucked a couplet times.

Fri afternoon, three different men met her in the bedroom. As soon as she climbed onto the bed, the three men were on her. A minute later, she was air tight. The men all moved around her, moving to a different position every couple min. They worked her holes over all good afternoon.

Finally, Saturday good afternoon, when Carole went into the bedroom, she was met with five men."Present yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into post. The men moved up around her. The ever-present tv camera Man moved around and took photos.

"This is going to be fun,"one of the men said as he moved around behind her.

A man grabbed her ass."Nice and tight,"he said.

"Yeah, young and business firm,"said another as he squeezed her right on tit.

"I'm so happy your husband has sent you here,"one of them said.

"He's going to be very felicitous with the result,"another man laughed.

"I don't care about that,"another said."I just want to fuck the bitch."The man grabbed her and pushed her over to the bed. She fell back onto it and the man followed her. He climbed on top of her. Her legs spread. He rammed his stiff putz into her pussy. She gasped outloud.

"part the slattern,"another man complained.

The man on Carole rolled over, bringing her with him. Now on top of the man, Carole felt another man affect up behind her. The man grabbed her hip joint and held her still for a bit as he pushed his cock deep into her tight ass.

Carole let out a small squeal as she was butt-fucked. One of the early men moved around in front end of her and pushed his dick into her font. She opened her mouth and took it in.

For the next various minute, the five men used Carole. They were rough and didn't aid about her at all. Her boldness, tits and ass were all slapped. He nipples were bit, twisted, and tugged on.

Some time around midnight, Carole was on top of one of the men as the others all watched. The man sucked on her sore conceited nipple as she moved up and down on his cock.

One of the other men said,"Go ahead."

"Yeah, do it,"said another.

Carole, didn't pay any attention to them, instead concentrated on making the man fucking her happy. When she felt a man climb on and move up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to shove his pecker up her ass.

The man, instead, put his cock down next to the early putz and pushed forward. Carole gasped loudly as the man forced his way into her already use up pussy."Oh, my God,"she groaned.

The men watching laughed and cheered.

"Oh, fuck that's fast,"the man behind her gasped. The two men started fucking her together. Carole moaned loudly as they forced her undetermined and spread her wide.

"time lag still,"the tv camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took several snaps of Carole's broad pussy."okeh,"he said, letting them go back to fucking her.

A yoke minutes later, the two men started to cum. Carole cried out as the two peter inside her tumesce and exploded.

Finished, the man behind her pulled out and got up off the bed. The man under her pushed her off him. She fell onto her tum on the bed. The Camera Man moved up and took several flick of her across-the-board spread leaking pussy.

"You got ta try that,"one of the men said.

Two men got on the bed with Carole. She was almost a hitch skirt as one man pulled her up on top of him. The man easily pushed his cock into her wet loose kitty. The early man moved up and pushed his cock into her as well. Carole groaned as she was double-penetrated again.

The man under her pushed her up and looked at her face."What the nooky are you doing ?"he said."roll in the hay us, bitch."The man slapped her face. Carole started to slowly respond. Not fast enough, though, for the man under her. He pulled one of her tits up to his mouth and bit down hard on the nipple. Carole gasped in pain. She responded by moving up and down on the two cocks inside her.

It wasn't long before the dick exploded inside her. The two men pushed her off of them and got up. Carole just laid on the bed, on her tummy. The last man moved up next to the bed."Well, I guess you only left me one thing to do,"he said with a smile.

He climbed onto the bed and on top of Carole. A minute later, he was butt-fucking her hard and riotous. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot load up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the eye of the bed. They took her arms and legs and spread out them across-the-board. For the eternal sleep of the Nox, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle missy. Any time it looked like she was not fully awake or participating to their satisfaction, they would slap her on the ass.

By first light, Carole was exhausted, covered with cum, and very sore all over. When the flight simulator told her to get out of bed, she stumbled and almost fell."Go guide a shower,"the trainer told her. She stumbled into the shower room.

After she was cleaned up, she was taken out to the limo.

Not knowing where they were going, Carole just sat back and let it all happen. By now, she was completely slavish. She just gave up command and let whatever was going to happen, happen.

She didn't even face out the window when they stopped. Still naked, she got out of the car. It was then that she realized that she was plate. She thought about running up to me when she saw me, but she quickly thought just of it.

I stood in the open doorway and waited. The trainer and I shook hands."The Master believes she is ready to be returned to you,"he told me. He turned and looked at Carole, who was still standing naked behind him on the porch. She stood, brain bowed, looking down at the ground, with her hands behind her back.

"Please come in,"I offered. I turned to the English to allow them in. Carole followed the Trainer into the keep room. I sat down in my big leather chair. The Trainer sat in the other chair and Carole stood to his side.

"I have brought respective more record album of picture with me,"the trainer told me. They are still in the car. He turned to Carole."Go get them,"he ordered. Carole immediately turned and left."Hope you don't have a problem with your wife walking naked in battlefront of the house,"he said, with a big smile.

"No, not at all,"I replied."Actually, I really like the idea."

"trade good,"he said."Do you like your neighbors ?"

I had an estimation of what he was going to do."This one,"I pointed, is a widowman, Bob, a really nice guy. He knows about Carole."

Carole came into the keep way carrying the album. She set them down on the coffee table and got back into location to the slope of the flight simulator."Slut,"the trainer said without turning,"we are going to verbalise. While we chat, you will go to Bob's house and declare oneself your physical structure to the occupants."Carole didn't move fast enough."GO !"he yelled.

"Yes, Sir,"she responded. She moved quickly back out the front door.

The Trainer gave me the detail of the training. He told me that movies were taken and would be provided at a late particular date. He gave me statement on how to give orders to her and what to gestate. When I asked about sex breeding, he said,"You should expect a great spate of difference. We have honed her skills and she has had a lot of recitation. During her training, she gave blowjob to about three-hundred different men and has been fucked by about twenty-five dissimilar men."

"Excellent,"was all I could say.

Our talk had taken about an hour, so after the flight simulator had given me all the entropy, I called Bob."how-do-you-do,"he answered, obviously out of breath.

"Hey, send my wife back will ya ?"I said.

"Sure,"Bob replied."And thanks."

"Any time,"I said, before hanging up.

Carole was back in her position a couple minute of arc later. I looked her over. She looked slightly flushed. She had obviously cum with Bob. Her mamilla were red and swollen, obviously pulled on. Her twat back talk were red and distended, obviously fucked. I smiled to myself.

"Get over here,"I told her. Immediately, she came over to my side and into place. I turned towards her and gave her the household dominion. At the end, I asked her,"Do you consent to those rules ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded without looking up.

"trade good,"I said. I stood and shook the trainer's hand."Thank you,"I said,"and please blow over my appreciation to the Master of the House."

"I will,"the Trainer told me. He turned and left.

As soon as the social movement threshold closed behind the Trainer, I dropped my pants and sat back down."Get over here and suck in my cock,"I ordered.

I pumped a gal of cum down my slut slave wife's throat.

I ordered her into a table stead and I put my feet up on her back. I picked up the telephone set and called kink."Do me a favor,"I told him on the phone."Carole is home. Get ahold of Dave and the two of you come over."

An time of day later, Carole was in the middle of the bed in the guest sleeping room with her legs spread wide and haystack pounding into her. The three of us used her for the eternal sleep of the Nox before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...