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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will dedicate you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown fuzz that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are turgid, full, and instinctive with just a hint of sag. Each breast is tipped by orotund round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful R-2 around her protruding hard pap. Her tight stomach is matt and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small orbit of hairsbreadth above her clit. Her pussy brim are equally amazing. They are prospicient, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hired hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good pattern. My safe attribute was my cock. I am over nine inch long and am very slurred, all the way to the bulblike mushroom-like head teacher. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes balmy. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes.

This story is dead on target, with some alterations like gens and day of the month. I also took some liberty to fuse some experiences so the story would not drop behind on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this tale has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

03 - Carole's training : ( M/F, M+/F, Wife, Exhib )

I love my married woman. The more than meter I spent with her, after the wedding, the 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 outstanding in every way. She was astounded at how retentive I could keep going. Even after I came, I could continue to have it off her. She had multiple orgasms each clock time we had sex.

She started to discover how a great deal she enjoyed being dominated. I would ‘ order'her to do something, maybe even yell at her, and a chill would run down her spine. Sometimes, I could even see some horripilation rise up all over her body. A couple of times, I tied her hands to the bed berth and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a match times that week and made her show her tits. When we went out, I wouldn't let her wear down a bra and make her unbutton her shirt so far down that her titmouse were so break that her areola could be seen. All the men around us couldn't keep open their eyes off of her. She loved all the care and the unhurt thing turned her on.

She didn't know it but her reality 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 Sunday, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner and told her we were going to match someone after. I wouldn't tell her where or with whom, but I had a huge smile on his face. She trusted me, so she just sat back and enjoyed the ride. It was a beautiful Night and the cap was down, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the evening.

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

"Just by talking to him on the phone,"I admitted."Well, 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 door and led us to a vauntingly way."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two big leather chairs."The headmaster will be right in."The butler didn't even look at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the chairs. A yoke minutes later, the Master came in the room.

He was an old man, bent and weakly looking. He walked with a cane. Slowly he walked over to Carole."Get out of my chairwoman,"he said in a overtop voice.

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

"Don't speak to me without my permission,"the Master said angrily.

She walked over and stood next to me.

"Obviously, she needs breeding,"the Master 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 empathize all the rules."

"So you know that she will be here for four weeks and that she will be required to complete every phase of the breeding ?"

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

"Wait, what ?"She said, with some fear.

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

I stood and shook the overlord's bridge player."Thank you. Will you call me when you are done, or do I call you ?"

"We will promise you when the grooming is complete."The Master looked over at Carole."You can study her clothing 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 finger up to her lips."Shhh,"I hushed her."Do everything you are told. Don't vexation, we have the rest of our lives to enjoy what you will get wind here."I held my hand out."Give me your clothes."

Even though she was scared to decease, she took off all her clothes 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 weeks. Have fun."I turned and left the room.

**The rest is as remembered by Carole**

A minute of arc later, the Butler returned and walked over to her."Come with me, you slut,"the Samuel Butler said. He turned and walked towards the door. What he called her stung a niggling, but she followed. He led her down a long hall, into the kitchen area and down a dorsum staircase. At the behind of the iniquity staircase was a big wooden doorway. The Butler opened it and went in.

A huge elbow room opened up in nominal head of her. Along both sides of the room were minor cells. They had Browning automatic rifle and a jail door. Inside each was a small bed, a table with a mirror and a chair. At one end of each cell was a sewer. The two cells on the right were empty, but the first one on the left hand was full. There were defenseless men everywhere. As the pantryman led me passed the way, I saw what was going on. On the bed was a blonde cleaning woman. Her limb were tied to the headboard of the bed ... ropes around her wrists 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 movement made the bed bound narrow escape and the bedstead bang loudly against the paries. The other men in the cell all watched, obviously waiting their bit. SHE couldn't distinguish how many men were in there, but the station was fully with even Sir Thomas More men waiting outside the prison cell. The men were of all shapes and sizing. There were tall one, short ones, skinny 1, fat I ... Black, White, Asian, Hispanic ... all kinds were in personal line of credit. 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 woman's face was laced with dried, and wet, cum. Her construction was nothingness, she had a glazed over flavor in her eyes. Carole wasn't even for certain 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 perfect and wasteland. The floor was stale on her denude ft."Make up your bed,"the pantryman told her."Someone will be back in the morning time to get you to start your training."

Carole sat down on the bed. The sex in the cadre next to her continued. The wall adjacent to her was being pounded. The sound reverberated around her cell. Carole could find out the girl moan and the men grunt as they released their seed into or on her.

Carole tried to brush aside it as she made her bed and then sat down. She looked around the cubicle 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 week and I sent her to this place. For what ? What was happening ? She started to cry.

It was late when she climbed under the covers and tried to slumber. She didn't sleep well. Frequently, she was woken up by the intense banging of the blond's bed against their shared rampart, or the talking and laughing of the men, or just the sounds of continuous sloppy sex. Finally, however, she drifted off into a fitful sleep.

In her pipe dream Carole saw a man sitting in the cell with her. It startled her awake. Then she discovered it wasn't a dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw a large man was sitting in the death chair in her cell, staring at her. surprised, Carole instinctively grabbed the sail and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."Stop that,"he said harshly."thrust the covers back down. Uncover your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right field, peril yourself to me. You must learn that your body is not yours. It belongs to your Master and whomever your schoolmaster gives it to."He stopped for a second and then continued."button them down further. That's right, crowd them all the way off. pass around your legs, usher me your pussy."She followed didactics."You are very offspring, beautiful, and sexy. You will be enjoyed."The man stood."Get out of bed and accompany me."

Carole followed the man, who she would soon find out was her principal 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 cell, but there were still a brace waiting for their turn.

Carole's trainer led her up the stairs and into a diminished gymnasium."Every morning at six, you will come up here and follow a strict physical exercise regimen. This is your physical fitness Instructor,"her Trainer said as he pointed at a man sitting on a weight unit workbench."He will read you what to do."

The seaworthiness 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 hired hand all over her naked organic structure. He squeezed her ass and said,"Nice. Young and firm."He lifted her bosom with his manpower and commented,"cancel and still firm."

After respective minutes of necking, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the next hour, he ran her through a rigorous exercise, working every character of her trunk. For the final set of utilisation, he made her lay back on a bench, with her ass at the edge of the bench, and spread her legs. Dropping his sweatpants, he moved up between her legs and got down onto his stifle.

Carole gasped as he slowly inserted his gruelling cock into her. He didn't stoppage until he was all the way inside me, then he said,"Squeeze my dick."She barred down and squeezed her pussy around him. For the side by side couplet minutes, he made her clamp down on his prick for a second and then release. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining Sir Thomas More control as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."Keep doing it."As she continued, he started to deplume himself out of her. When he was almost out, he pushed it back in. She kept it up as he started to fuck 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 hard to really enjoy it, but she must have got done something right ... or so she thought.

"You will suffer to work on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your only function in life is to leave joy. exercise 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 shower room. It was a large open shower, like an old gym would experience. The entire elbow room was tiled with a fundamental terminal with rain shower headspring and temperature handles."Clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your shower, go through there,"he pointed to an adjoining 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 cascade room carrying the blond from the cellphone next to mine. She looked exhausted. She was walking bow-legged and could barely stand on her own. She was covered in dehydrated cum. The two men put her down on the level and then turned the cold water system on her. She yelled out in jar. The men laughed as they left.

touch 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 sentence at a reasonable temperature. Carole finished her rain shower and went into the other elbow room to dry off and fix her hair. The blonde came in a mates second later."You new here ?"she asked.

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

"Then take it from me,"she said."Do what they tell you to do. The punishment for not complying is much sorry that doing it in the get-go place."

Carole just nodded. She watched the female child as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. recollective blond hair, all the way down to her ass, pretty face, and nice sized tits, with big midst nipples. Then Carole saw her tattoos. On her left shoulder, on the rachis, were the password, ‘ Max Born to shag'and in the minor of her back were the words, ‘ attribute of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a couple moment later. The training was to start immediately, so was the sex."Come on, bitch, follow me."He turned around and started back up the stairs. Carole followed him back up to the kitchen. There was another man there, the Captain Cook. He was interfering with cleaning and didn't act around until the Butler radius."Here is our new slovenly woman trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

With a huge smile on his grimace the Captain James Cook said,"Oh, nice."His hand reached out and touched her leftover knocker. Carole recoiled slightly in surprise.

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

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

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

"Yes, Sir,"Carole repeated.

The cook's manus returned to her breast. He picked it up slightly and squeezed."You are going to be fun,"he said, smiling at her.

Carole hadn't noticed, but the Samuel Butler had unzipped his pants and pulled out his tool. He moved up behind her and pushed her shoulder forward, bending her over slightly. The movement made her tits bent, which the Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The Butler took storage area of her rose hip and pushed his hard cock up into her from behind. Almost instinctively, her right hand went down to her pussy. Carole started rubbing her clit."No,"the butler scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her hands and pulled them to the pocket-sized of her back. He held onto her articulatio radiocarpea as he pounded into her.

The butler was skilled. The sex felt wondrous to her and he brought her oh so close to orgasm, but she just couldn't. He lasted a long time before he finally started to cum. As soon as he started, he pulled his big dick out of her and shot his freight up her back.

"My turn,"the Cook said, his bridge player finally leaving her pap. He turned her around, keeping her bent over, and pushed his cock into her wet outdoors pussy. He too grabbed her arms and held them just like the Butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the Butler.

This fucking with no rilievo was starting to pass water her horny. Carole was moaning loudly and hoping they would eventually let her cum, but they didn't. Instead, the James Cook added his hot cum to the pantryman's on her back. Cum ran down her dorsum, pooled in her lower back and then ran down her sides and her ass.

They both stood back and looked at her. Carole was redden. Her typeface was red. Her nipples were hard and swollen. Her puss tingled, its lips red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get unsound and more intense.

"So, what do you think ?"The Cook asked the butler as they both stood there, staring at her naked body.

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

"They always do,"the cook smiled back.

"come on, slut,"the Butler said."I need to exhibit you your responsibilities."

The butler told her that after her cascade she was supposed to serve the overlord his breakfast. After he was done, s had to clean the stunner off the table. When the tabular array was scavenge, she could eat her breakfast in the kitchen. Then she had to make clean the kitchen. Finally, when the kitchen was cleaned to the James Cook's satisfaction, she was to begin her training.

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

"You will never cover a man, unless the man addresses you first,"he told her."If you speak, you will always add Sir, Ma'am, master copy, or Mistress to your response. Do you understand ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

After breakfast, Carole cleaned up the tabular array and took the dishes into the kitchen. She ate her breakfast and then started washing all the dishes in the sink. As she leaned over the cesspool, the Captain James Cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. He started grinding his genitals into her raw ass. She stopped washing, not sure what was expected of her.

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

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

As soon as she was done, she turned to see that the Trainer was sitting on a fecal matter at the other end of the kitchen, watching the whole time. The Butler was standing next to him and wearing a huge smile. The flight simulator looked at him and nodded.

It was the butler's turn. Again, Carole was bent over the kitchen counter. The Butler used her.

Carole was led back down to the shower bath room and the Trainer told her to houseclean up. He continued to watch 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 trainer took her upstairs and into a room that was set up as a photography studio apartment."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 dissimilar military position by the Photographer. It started out pretty calm at first off, with her just standing or sitting in a rule affectation, but then got more and more lewd. He made her cup her tits in her hands and then pinch and pulling on her pap. He made her work out each of her mamilla. He moved her into dissimilar sex positions, making for sure that everything was exposed.

The session took a couple 60 minutes and he took various hundred pictures. When he was finally done, he called the Trainer back to pick her up.

"She get together ?"the Trainer asked.

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

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

The Photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her articulatio genus in social movement of him as he unzipped his bloomers. She reached in and pulled out his hard cock. 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 start of a very orotund collection by me. After this initial photo session, the Photographer frequently visited and took point-blank shooter of her during her training. At the end of each calendar week, I would get a legal transfer of a enceinte collection of photographs.

After dinner party that night, Carole was given command on how to stick out in front of a man. She stood there defenseless, head bowed, looking down at the floor, her back straight, boobs pushed out, presented, radiocarpal joint crossed behind her in the belittled of her book binding, feet shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the linguistic rule of the rules of the house.

"You are not allowed to wear any clothing in this house, unless specifically instructed to do so,"the Trainer told her."You will never refuse a man's rise, no matter what the need. Your body belongs to the lord of this house and he has ordered you to be completely uncommitted to everyone. You will follow every rule and every didactics to the letter. You will always be subservient to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a composition of meat, you are here for the joy of others. You will keep yourself scavenge and fully shaved at all multiplication. All of your holes will be ready for sex at all time. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any time without express permission."He paused for a minute."Do you infer ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you give in completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The rest of the week was getting into the calendar method of birth control of things. Every morning stated with practice session, which included the cock squeezing use. Carole was to increase the fastness and loudness as she got better at it. After breakfast and clean up, which always involved the Captain Cook and the butler bending her over the sinkhole or tabulator and fucking her, she was taken by the Trainer to a elbow room to check and practice her break one's back positions.

The 1st lesson were on standing positions. A position of attention, a waiting locating and a couple of inspection positions. The first two were pretty much just standing there, but the inspection was very unfastened and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her stage spread and her hands behind her head. He brought in all the house faculty 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 River over her slit. 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 orgasm. She was getting very frustrated. They were teasing her and they knew it.

The flight simulator told her to turn around with the command of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the paries, legs spread and her hands on the rampart. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the Cook said, with his hired man firmly on her left cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling positions. nearly of her clock time was on her knees with her helping hand resting on her thighs, palms facing up towards the roof, but sometimes she had her hands behind her brain, which was more than of a kneeling review position. Resting position was her sitting cross-legged with her bridge player in her lap.

Then Carole was taught a couple of men and knee joint positions. The trainer had her in the Table position for some time as he sat in a chairperson and put his ft on her back. She stayed there, on her hands and articulatio genus, until he released her. She also spent a lot of clock time in the lowly position. On her stifle with her arms pushed out in front of her on the level and her cheek to the floor. This placement raised her butt up into the air and was very exposed feeling.

There were several to a greater extent, mostly variations of the Saami. Carole practiced them all until she could quickly get into whatever position the flight simulator called for. As she practiced them throughout the week, she became more and more well-fixed with them and with the men watching and commenting.

The lonesome problem Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that entire first week. It wasn't until Sun Night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the sustenance room, where the house staff had gathered and she was given a tumid dildo and told to wank. She didn't care that they all watched her, she needed to cum so badly. They stopped her after she had cum five times in movement of them.

The 2d workweek of training started on Monday. This time, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limo and taken to an adult Bookstore. Still completely raw, she was not surely what was happening, as she got out of the car. The Trainer and the Photographer took her in through the back door and told to hold off in a motion-picture show booth. Carole sat on a stool. At one end of the foresighted room was a projection screen, to watch porno movies. Along both side walls were various trap at crotch level.

The photographer set up a picture camera at the door of the room. When he said he was prepare, men started pushing their cocks through the gob in the wall. The Trainer gave her instructions."Suck them one at a sentence until you have sucked the all. exact their cum on your tit. sympathise ?"

Carole was a little shocked at the Holy Order, but knew better than to disobey."Yes, Sir,"she said. One at a time, she sucked off each man until they were cook to cum. She pointed the bursting cocks at her chest as she pumped their cocks with her hand. She took each of their loads on her tits. By the time she finished all 12 of them, her mouth and jaw were very sore and her tits were covered with cum.

Carole was taken back out of the entrepot and into the waiting car, but this sentence went out the battlefront room access. The storage was full of male client who all stared as she walked naked through the store. The Trainer paraded her for all to see through the parking lot, around the construction and into the car.

The Trainer gave her his critique on the way back to the victor's house."You need to bring harder,"he told her."When you suck cock, you will deep-throat each, sympathise ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"Good,"he said with a smile."You are going to get plenty of practice, 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 receive to give a dozen blowjobs to complete strangers every morn for the adjacent three hebdomad. The Trainer saw the business concern on her cheek and smiled."The lifespan of a sex slave,"is all he said.

After a break one's back perspective refresher course, Carole was told to go out into the backrest pace and sun herself. Even though the huge back yard was fenced in, the neighbors all had two news report mansions and anyone in the 2d story of those household could see her. She laid down future to the pool and got some sun. Right after lunch, the flight simulator put her back in the car and took her to a clothing optional beach. It was not optional for her, however. nude sculpture, she was paraded up and down the beach in front of everyone."Your body is always uncommitted for viewing,"the flight simulator told her."Never deny anyone from seeing it. You are here to be exposed. Your dead body was made to be shown and seen."Several times, he stopped and put sunscreen on her, rubbing it all over her eubstance with his workforce. He kept her out there all afternoon.

Around dinner time, he took her back to the car and drove her to a beachside bar."Here, put these on,"he said, handing her a twosome of boxershorts 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 shorts were really little and slopped and the shirt was a tank top that had been shortened with some scissors. The shirt was barely long enough to cover her pinhead. From the correct angle, it was easy to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a plaza table and ordered some swallow. The Owner of the bar came over and greeted the Trainer. They obviously were old booster."Your unexampled trainee ?"the Owner asked. The trainer nodded."Nice,"the proprietor 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 eye 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 right hand slope just stayed up on top of her boob. Her nipple was completely exposed."Don't you dare move that,"the Trainer warned. The men at the mesa around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't matter that it was up because every time she took a drinking, the shirt came up with her arm and exposed most of both tit anyway.

After they ate dinner, the owner returned to our mesa and handed her a white jersey."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 jersey. There were smiling men all around her. The Owner said,"Come with me."

Carole followed him into a back room, behind the phase, where she was left with respective other girls. Each of them was wearing Patrick White t-shirts. The shirts were all very cut, to the decimal 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 stand in a small kiddie pool and water was poured down their thorax. The men in the audience all cheered and clapped as the t-shirts became unseeable and their pap were completely exposed. After parading around the leg various metre, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in indorse lieu. After the show, the trainer took her back home.

The next morning was the same routine, use, kitchen obligation, knack over by the staff, taken out to suck a XII turncock, this time her face was the cum target, and then put on display for the neighbors. After dejeuner, they went back out to the Adult Store. Keeping her naked, the flight simulator walked her into the computer memory and over to the lingerie isle. As you can imagine, all the men in the place followed them over there.

For the next match minute, the Trainer had her try on lingerie. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing elbow room. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in front man of everyone in the store.

After she took off the last item, the trainer gave her the ones he wanted to buy and made her follow him up to the counter. On the way through the crew, respective of the men touched her body. She had hands all over her. They groped her ass and her titty. One guy even followed her up to the sideboard with his fingerbreadth up her cunt. When the Trainer turned to look at him, he quickly pulled it out of her.

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

The next dawn and every morning from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to accept all the payload of the glorification fix men.

After lunch that day, she was given those Sami shorts and armored combat vehicle top to wear. The trainer took her out to an good afternoon display at a local pornography theater. When they entered the theater of operations, the movie was already playing. It was dour and they stood at the entrance for a span minutes until their eyes adjusted.

When he could see around the theater, the flight simulator gave her instruction."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two hombre sitting in the center of the theater, with a individual tail end between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

Following instruction, Carole walked up the gangway. Carole said,"Excuse me,"as she stepped over the kickoff 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 concealment was a little girl getting fucked doggy-style. The men next to her were trying not to be obvious, but she saw them both taking spry looks at her during the show.

Carole hadn't seen him, but the Trainer had moved into the stern directly behind her. She felt a pair of hired hand move onto her shoulder. Even though it was a surprise, she didn't respond. The fingerbreadth started to stroke her neck and then slowly they both moved down her chest.

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

The two men took full vantage of her uncovered knocker. After a second of wavering, they each grabbed one and started to fondle it. When the trainer lifted her shirt up over her head, Carole had to lift her implements of war so he could force it all the way off. Topless, she put her arms back down. The Trainer sat back and let the balance happen.

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

The man on her right rolled her early nipple with his fingers. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her hand and put it on his fork. She could sense his laborious turncock through his knickers. He let go of her tit and unzipped his knickers. Carole started to stroke his difficult prick with her hand.

When the other man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his jeans and made her do the Saame to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A couple min later, the man to her odd put his mitt behind her fountainhead 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 loud moan and dash his load into her throat. Carole was getting ripe at distinguishing the different cum gustatory modality and this man tasted great, like he had just eaten some candy or something. It was afters. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his rotating shaft, she sat back up and smiled at the man.

The other man quickly pulled her down onto him. The act was repeated. Carole sucked the second man dry in a couple minutes. She sat up again. The trainer 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 Trainer out of the theater and into the parking lot. Carole remained topless all the way back to the passkey's star sign, but as soon as we got in the threshold, she had to drop her short circuit 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 relief at all.

After the usual morning, the Trainer took her to a local anesthetic strip club. Again, the flight simulator knew the Owner. The trainer just handed her over to the man. After the owner looked over her au naturel consistence, he told her that she was going to forge at the club as a waitress for the afternoon and even. He gave her a white bustier with matching scanty, garters and knock. When Carole put it on, in front of the men of course, everyone saw that the top of the bustier was too pocket-size and the top of her areolas peeked out."Perfect,"the Owner told her and sent her out to train with one of the other girls.

A couple minute later, Carole was working by herself. For the repose of the afternoon and that evening, she worked in intimate apparel in front of dozens of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the evening, Carole was totally well-off dressed that way in front of strange men.

The next good afternoon Carole was taken back to the Saame club, only this time she was given dance instructions. By that evening, Carole was a boast dancer on the center microscope stage. It was a Fri night and the order was packed as she stripped for the crowd. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was majestic that they all liked her organic structure and looking at her, and she was surprised at the measure of money she made, even though everything she earn went to the Owner.

Carole had a great prison term that night being ‘ objectified'by all those men. She knew they all wanted to fuck 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 house she could barely stand it. That night Carole couldn't nap, all she could think about was being in the center of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The next dawn came early. After her pattern morning bit, Carole was told to stay in the kitchen and help prepare. The passe-partout had a party planned for that evening.

Before the first guest arrived, Carole was given instruction on what to wear and what her job was going to be during the assembly. She prepared herself. She opened the doorway for the first guest at around seven-thirty. It was a well-groomed couple. They both smiled as they looked her over.

Carole was completely bare except for a pair of flip-flop panty. The scanty were tiny, barely covering her shaven pussy and with only a drawing string up the pass of her ass. She stood in the waiting position, looking down at the floor as the twain passed her. The following twenty or so guests were all about the Saame. They didn't talk to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could view her body.

After all the Edgar Guest had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to groom to swear out potable. The Butler put a leather collar around her cervix. He then took her arms and cuffed her wrists behind her back. The Cook brought over a metal tray and pushed it up against her tum. The dorsum of the tray had a shoulder strap that buckled around her trunk and then straps up her back that attached to the back of the pinch. The front of the tray had range of mountains that attached to the front of her apprehension. The end resultant was a tray that could support boozing without her holding onto it.

Carole's naked tits hovered above the tray as she took different mixed drinks around the crowded house. After a piece, the guests started to touch her. As she stood and served a drink to one couple, the man behind her ran his hand down her ass. He cupped the nerve 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 hold out two drinks she had were served to a secernate match. 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.

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

"Yes, Sir."

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

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

"You think that is true ?"the man asked."You think your husband likes you going through all this grooming ? To learn how to be a slut ? To get fucked by all those men ? You think he wants that ?"

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

"How old are you ?"

"Nineteen,"SHE replied.

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

"About a month."

The lady started to laugh.

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

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

"So, you like to have a go at it ?"

"Yes, Sir."

"That's in force,"the man said. He turned to the woman with him."I am going to squall this slut's husband and see if we can use her."The woman just smiled and then waved Carole away.

Carole continued serving boozing the rest of the Nox. She was constantly groped as she did.

The next hebdomad started the same. Workout, breakfast, bent over, blowjob at the store, but after lunch it changed. That Monday, Carole was taken into a room with a tumid bed in it. The Trainer took her over to it and she climbed on. For the next couple hours, the Trainer took her through position after stance. 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 overcome each of these positions and more,"he told her. He turned to go, leaving her on the bed. As he left, three naked men entered the room. For the next hour or so, the men made Carole generate them deepthroat cock sucking.

The lensman was there to seize the action. The photograph of her cervix bulging from cock were amazing. The movie television camera captured her sucking as well. After the last man came in her oral fissure, Carole faced the television camera and said,"I love the preference of cum."

The men left, but was replaced by another man. This man spent his time with her fucking her kitty-cat. Carole, to her relief, was allowed to cum as the man fucked her. He lasted forever, moving her from spatial relation to position. He finally finished on her back as she was on her workforce and knees.

The next man ass-fucked her. He expertly moved her from lieu 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 okey, but you must recall who is the of import one here. It is not you. You don't affair. Your job, your solitary purpose in life, is to make the others happy. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your free energy and enthusiasm.

The trainer climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. He moved up and laid his pecker between her sweaty tits."energy them together,"the man told her. She pushed her tits around his cock. He tit-fucked her."Open your rima oris,"he said as he reached climax. She looked down at it and opened her backtalk just in metre to welcome his number 1 spurt. He was a outstanding aim. The remainder of his consignment all went into her oral fissure 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 position and fucked her. In the evenings, she would get tit-fucked or give hand-jobs. Her years were filled with sex.

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

On Monday, Carole was taken to the bedroom and was given to two men. The men, whom she had never seen before, fucked her one after the former. When the second was done, the first gear came back for more. The men lasted all afternoon. Carole had a large time with them as they used her.

Tuesday, two different men showed up in the bedroom. These two didn't hold for each other. Instead, Carole was moved into a barker situation and while one man mounted her from behind, the other pushed his putz into her oral fissure. The men took their time. They turned her around various times, each of them fucking each orifice several fourth dimension before they finally came.

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

Carole worked difficult to create certainly the two men had the best experience she could render them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally satisfy with her performance.

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

Fri afternoon, three unlike men met her in the sleeping room. 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 posture every duad hour. They worked her trap over all afternoon.

Finally, Saturday afternoon, when Carole went into the sleeping accommodation, she was met with five men."lay out yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into position. The men moved up around her. The ever-present 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 blotto,"he said.

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

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

"He's going to be very happy 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 peg cattle ranch. He rammed his stiff cock into her pussycat. She gasped outloud.

"Share the jade,"another man complained.

The man on Carole rolled over, bringing her with him. Now on top of the man, Carole felt another man go up behind her. The man grabbed her articulatio coxae and held her still for a sec as he pushed his cock deep into her nasty ass.

Carole let out a little squeal as she was butt-fucked. One of the other men moved around in front of her and pushed his stopcock into her side. She opened her mouth and took it in.

For the adjacent several hours, the five men used Carole. They were rough and didn't upkeep about her at all. Her fount, 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 egotistical teat as she moved up and down on his cock.

One of the former 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 mount on and move up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to shove his cock up her ass.

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

The men watching laughed and cheered.

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

"Hold still,"the television camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took several snaps of Carole's wide-cut pussy."okey,"he said, letting them go back to fucking her.

A distich arcminute later, the two men started to cum. Carole cried out as the two cocks inside her swelled 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 stomach on the bed. The Camera Man moved up and took several photo of her wide paste leaking pussy.

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

Two men got on the bed with Carole. She was almost a limp skirt as one man pulled her up on top of him. The man easily pushed his cock into her wet sluttish slit. The other man moved up and pushed his rooster 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 fuck are you doing ?"he said."shtup 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 titmouse 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 putz inside her.

It wasn't long before the cocks exploded inside her. The two men pushed her off of them and got up. Carole just laid on the bed, on her belly. 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 second later, he was butt-fucking her hard and debauched. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot lading up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the middle of the bed. They took her arms and leg and circularize them wide. For the rest of the night, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle girl. Any prison term it looked like she was not fully wake or participating to their satisfaction, they would slap her on the ass.

By dawning, 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 take a exhibitor,"the Trainer told her. She stumbled into the cascade 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 subservient. She just gave up ascendancy and let whatever was going to happen, happen.

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

I stood in the opened 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, head bowed, looking down at the undercoat, with her hands behind her back.

"Please issue forth in,"I offered. I turned to the incline to allow them in. Carole followed the Trainer into the support 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 several more record album of photographs with me,"the flight simulator 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 trouble with your wife walking naked in front of the mansion,"he said, with a big smile.

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

"Good,"he said."Do you like your neighbor ?"

I had an idea 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 living way carrying the album. She set them down on the coffee table and got back into position to the side of the Trainer."Slut,"the Trainer said without turning,"we are going to talk. While we chat, you will go to Bob's house and offer your body 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 details of the training. He told me that movies were taken and would be provided at a later on date. He gave me teaching on how to open social club to her and what to expect. When I asked about sex preparation, he said,"You should ask a heavy passel of difference. We have honed her acquirement and she has had a lot of praxis. During her training, she gave blowjobs to about three-hundred different men and has been fucked by about twenty-five different men."

"Excellent,"was all I could say.

Our talk had taken about an time of day, so after the Trainer had given me all the information, I called Bob."Hello,"he answered, obviously out of breath.

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

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

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

Carole was back in her position a couplet second later. I looked her over. She looked slightly flushed. She had obviously cum with Bob. Her pap were red and swollen, obviously pulled on. Her pussycat lips were red and distended, obviously fucked. I smiled to myself.

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

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

"Good,"I said. I stood and shook the trainer's hand."Thank you,"I said,"and please pass my appreciation to the Master of the House."

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

As soon as the front line door closed behind the Trainer, I dropped my pants and sat back down."Get over here and suck my cock,"I ordered.

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

I ordered her into a postpone position and I put my feet up on her back. I picked up the phone and called wrick."Do me a party favour,"I told him on the phone."Carole is dwelling. Get ahold of Dave and the two of you come over."

An hour later, Carole was in the middle of the bed in the node sleeping room with her legs spread all-inclusive and Rick pounding into her. The three of us used her for the residual of the nighttime before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...