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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 ground and a deion. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulder joint. Her breasts are prominent, full-of-the-moon, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each boob is tipped by orotund round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard nipples. Her tight abdomen is flat and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small region of hair above her clit. Her puss sass are equally amazing. They are tenacious, but not too long, and distend and assailable like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the early mitt, am a tall, thin, median looking guy, but I always keep myself in good frame. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very dense, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes flaccid. It stays around seven column inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the crocked holes.

This account is rightful, with some modification like public figure and dates. I also took some familiarity to coalesce some experiences so the story would not trail on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this narrative has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

I love my wife. The more than clip 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 owing in every way. She was astounded at how farseeing I could keep on going. Even after I came, I could continue to bonk her. She had multiple orgasms each time we had sex.

She started to give away how lots 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 goose bump arise up all over her body. A couple of clock time, I tied her hands to the bed stake and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a span clock time that week and made her display her tits. When we went out, I wouldn't let her wear a bra and make her unbutton her shirt so far down that her tits were so open that her areola could be seen. All the men around us couldn't hold open their optic off of her. She loved all the care and the whole thing turned her on.

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

That number 1 Lord's Day, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner and told her we were going to suffer soul after. I wouldn't severalise her where or with whom, but I had a vast grin on his face. She trusted me, so she just sat back and enjoyed the ride. It was a beautiful night and the roof was down, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the evening.

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

"Just by talking to him on the sound,"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 Samuel Butler, met us at the doorway and led us to a vauntingly elbow room."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two big leather professorship."The Master will be right in."The Butler didn't even take care at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the electric chair. A yoke minute of arc later, the victor came in the room.

He was an old man, hang and sapless looking. He walked with a cane. Slowly he walked over to Carole."Get out of my hot seat,"he said in a commanding voice.

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

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

She walked over and stood next to me.

"Obviously, she needs training,"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 understand all the rules."

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

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

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

"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 dullard girl, but a plenty is a deal."

I stood and shook the Master's hand."Thank you. Will you call me when you are done, or do I hollo you ?"

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

"Thank you again,"I said.

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

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

Even though she was scared to Death, 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 hebdomad. Have fun."I turned and left the room.

**The relief is as remembered by Carole**

A moment later, the pantryman returned and walked over to her."Come with me, you slut,"the butler said. He turned and walked towards the door. What he called her stung a piffling, but she followed. He led her down a yearn hallway, into the kitchen region and down a hind staircase. At the bottom of the dismal staircase was a big wooden door. The pantryman opened it and went in.

A Brobdingnagian room opened up in front of her. Along both sides of the room were small mobile phone. They had bars and a poky room access. Inside each was a small bed, a mesa with a mirror and a hot seat. At one end of each cell was a throne. The two cells on the right were empty, but the first one on the leftfield was good. There were naked men everywhere. As the Butler led me passed the way, I saw what was going on. On the bed was a blonde cleaning lady. 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 prominent man on top of her, fucking her. He was pounding into her so severe, the bm made the bed springs squeaker and the bedframe bang loudly against the wall. The other men in the cell all watched, obviously waiting their twist. SHE couldn't tell how many men were in there, but the place was replete with even more men waiting outside the cell. The men were of all figure and sizes. There were tall ones, short ace, skinny ace, fat 1 ... Black, White, Asiatic, Hispanic ... all kinds were in line. respective of them turned and looked at her, smiling and looking up and down her naked body.

Carole stopped for a second gear as the blond turned and looked towards her. The woman's look was laced with dry, and wet, cum. Her facial expression was void, she had a glazed over expression in her eyes. Carole wasn't even sure she saw her ...

The Butler pushed her into the prison cell next to the blonde's and closed the door with a metal clash. The room was stark and barren. The floor was cold on her publicize metrical unit."Make up your bed,"the Butler told her."Someone will be back in the morning to get you to set about your training."

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

Carole tried to brush off 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 weeks and I sent her to this place. For what ? What was happening ? She started to cry.

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

In her dreams Carole saw a man sitting in the cellular telephone with her. It startled her awake. Then she discovered it wasn't a dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw a orotund man was sitting in the chairwoman in her mobile phone, staring at her. surprised, Carole instinctively grabbed the sheets and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."Stop that,"he said harshly."pushing the natural covering back down. unveil your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right, bring out yourself to me. You must teach that your body is not yours. It belongs to your Master and whomever your Master gives it to."He stopped for a sec and then continued."Push them down further. That's right, agitate them all the way off. go around your pegleg, point me your pussy."She followed operating instructions."You are very 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 independent Trainer, as he led her out of the dungeon. In the jail 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 trainer led her up the step and into a small gymnasium."Every morning at six, you will come up here and follow a rigid physical exercise regime. This is your fittingness Instructor,"her Trainer said as he pointed at a man sitting on a weight bench."He will prove you what to do."

The physical fitness teacher 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 hands all over her naked physical structure. He squeezed her ass and said,"Nice. Young and firm."He lifted her breasts with his hands and commented,"natural and still firm."

After several bit of hugging, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the next hour, he ran her through a rigorous workout, working every function of her body. For the final set of practice, he made her lay back on a bench, with her fundament at the edge of the bench, and spread her ramification. Dropping his sweatpants, he moved up between her peg and got down onto his knees.

Carole gasped as he slowly inserted his hard cock into her. He didn't full stop 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 next couple minute, he made her clamp down on his shaft for a second and then loss. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining more ascendency as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."Keep doing it."As she continued, he started to pull 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 dart his burden onto her breadbasket. She was concentrating too intemperately to really revel it, but she must have done something right wing ... or so she thought.

"You will have to work on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your sole purpose in life is to render pleasance. praxis it."He turned and left the room.

The Samuel Butler came in a second gear later, right on cue."Follow me,"he turned and walked. She followed. He led her to the cascade room. It was a orotund out-of-doors cascade, like an old gym would have. The entire way was tiled with a key pole with shower heads and temperature grip."clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your shower, go through there,"he pointed to an butt on 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 elbow room carrying the blonde from the mobile phone next to mine. She looked exhausted. She was walking bow-legged and could barely stand on her own. She was covered in dried cum. The two men put her down on the floor and then turned the cold H2O 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 time at a fairish temperature. Carole finished her cascade and went into the early room to dry off and fix her tomentum. The blonde came in a couple moment later."You new here ?"she asked.

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

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

Carole just nodded. She watched the girl as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. Long blonde hair, all the way down to her ass, pretty brass, and nice sized mamilla, with big thick pap. Then Carole saw her tattoos. On her unexpended shoulder joint, on the back, were the Word of God, ‘ Born to Fuck'and in the humble of her back were the Good Book, ‘ Property of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a couple minutes later. The grooming was to start immediately, so was the sex."cum 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 James Cook. He was busy with cleaning and didn't twist around until the Butler spoke."Here is our new fornicatress trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

With a Brobdingnagian smile on his face the Captain James Cook said,"Oh, nice."His helping hand reached out and touched her left boob. Carole recoiled slightly in surprise.

"What the fuck ?"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 Butler yelled.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole repeated.

The Cook's hand 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 pantryman had unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. He moved up behind her and pushed her articulatio humeri forward, bending her over slightly. The motion made her tit knack, which the Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The butler took cargo hold of her articulatio coxae and pushed his intemperate cock up into her from behind. Almost instinctively, her right hand went down to her kitty. Carole started rubbing her button."No,"the Butler scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her hands and pulled them to the diminished of her back. He held onto her wrists as he pounded into her.

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

"My turn,"the Cook said, his hands finally leaving her breast. He turned her around, keeping her hang over, and pushed his dick into her wet undecided puss. He too grabbed her arms and held them just like the Samuel Butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the pantryman.

This ass with no sculptural relief was starting to make 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 back. Cum ran down her binding, pooled in her lower spinal column and then ran down her incline and her ass.

They both stood back and looked at her. Carole was even. Her face was red. Her tit were hard and intumesce. Her twat tingled, its back talk red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get worse and more than intense.

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

"Nice eubstance but mediocre carrying out,"the pantryman responded."She'll get better after some training, though."He smiled.

"They always do,"the Cook smiled back.

"cum on, strumpet,"the Butler said."I need to picture you your responsibilities."

The butler told her that after her shower she was supposed to serve the victor his breakfast. After he was done, s had to make clean the dishes off the tabular array. When the table was blank, she could eat her breakfast in the kitchen. Then she had to clean the kitchen. Finally, when the kitchen was cleaned to the Cook's atonement, she was to start her training.

Carole's trainer came into the kitchen and went with her as she, still naked, carried out the master copy's breakfast and poured his java. 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 address a man, unless the man addresses you first,"he told her."If you speak, you will always add Sir, Ma'am, master key, or mistress to your response. Do you understand ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

After breakfast, Carole cleaned up the table and took the dishes into the kitchen. She ate her breakfast and then started washing all the bag in the sink. As she leaned over the sump, the Cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his limb around her waist. He started grinding his private parts into her naked ass. She stopped washing, not sure what was expected of her.

"What are you doing ?"he said."Get on with it. wash away the fucking dishes."At the same metre, she heard him unzip his pants.

As soon as Carole started back, he bent her forward slightly and pushed his remains cock back up inside her. It was voiceless to hold back washing the peach as the man fucked her. Carole's body reacted to the sex, while she tried to keep 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 stool at the other end of the kitchen, watching the entirely time. The Butler was standing side by side to him and wearing a huge grinning. The trainer looked at him and nodded.

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

Carole was led back down to the cascade room and the Trainer told her to clean 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 hair was fixed, the Trainer took her on a higher floor and into a way that was set up as a photography studio."Do what he tells you to do,"the Trainer told her and left.

For the eternal rest of the afternoon, Carole was taken through a ten thousand of different positions by the lensman. It started out pretty calm at first, with her just standing or sitting in a normal airs, but then got more and more than lewd. He made her cup her tits in her hands and then taking into custody and twist on her mammilla. He made her solve each of her nipple. He moved her into different sex positioning, making sure as shooting that everything was exposed.

The school term took a yoke hours and he took several hundred pictures. When he was finally done, he called the Trainer back to blame her up.

"She cooperate ?"the trainer asked.

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

"wellspring, did you thank the man ?"the Trainer 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 knees and suck him off,"he yelled.

The Photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her knees in front of him as he unzipped his knickers. She reached in and pulled out his hard prick. 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 photograph were going to be the startle of a very gravid solicitation by me. After this initial photo session, the Photographer frequently visited and took candid shots of her during her training. At the end of each week, I would get a bringing of a large collection of photographs.

After dinner that Nox, Carole was given statement on how to brook in front of a man. She stood there naked, head bowed, looking down at the floor, her back straight, boobs pushed out, presented, wrists crossed behind her in the small of her rear, fundament shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the principle of the prescript of the planetary 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 deny a man's advance, no matter what the demand. Your dead body belongs to the master copy of this house and he has ordered you to be completely available to everyone. You will follow every pattern and every direction to the missive. You will always be slavish to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a art object of meat, you are here for the pleasance of others. You will keep yourself clean house and fully shaved at all times. All of your holes will be ready for sex at all fourth dimension. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any time without express permission."He paused for a second."Do you interpret ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you take completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The sleep of the hebdomad was getting into the rhythm method of birth control of things. Every sunup stated with exercise, which included the rooster squeezing exercising. Carole was to increase the hurrying and intensity level as she got better at it. After breakfast and clean up, which always involved the James Cook and the butler deflexion her over the sink or parry and fucking her, she was taken by the Trainer to a room to watch and practice her slave positions.

The first-class honours degree lessons were on standing positioning. A position of attention, a waiting position and a couplet of inspection positions. The first two were pretty practically just standing there, but the inspection was very spread and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her ramification paste and her hands behind her head. He brought in all the house staff to look at her and scuttlebutt. The lensman took pictures.

The men put their hands on her and groped her. The Butler ran his finger's breadth back and forth over her pussy. 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 sentence, she had not been allowed an sexual climax. She was getting very frustrated. They were teasing her and they knew it.

The trainer told her to turn around with the command of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the wall, peg spread and her bridge player on the wall. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the Cook said, with his hand firmly on her left cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling positions. Most of her time was on her genu with her manpower resting on her thighs, palms facing up towards the ceiling, but sometimes she had her hands behind her drumhead, which was more of a kneeling inspection position. Resting post was her sitting cross-legged with her hands in her lap.

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

There were several to a greater extent, mostly variations of the Lapplander. 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 prosperous with them and with the men watching and commenting.

The simply problem Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that total start week. It wasn't until Sunday night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the support way, where the mansion staff had gathered and she was given a large dildo and told to masturbate. She didn't forethought that they all watched her, she needed to cum so badly. They stopped her after she had cum five time in straw man of them.

The second week of training started on Monday. This sentence, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limo and taken to an Adult bookshop. Still completely naked, she was not indisputable what was happening, as she got out of the car. The Trainer and the Photographer took her in through the hind threshold and told to wait in a movie cubicle. Carole sat on a throne. At one end of the long elbow room was a screen, to watch pornography motion picture. Along both face walls were several holes at crotch level.

The lensman set up a picture television camera at the doorway of the room. When he said he was ready, men started pushing their turncock through the yap in the rampart. The flight simulator gave her book of instructions."Suck them one at a time until you have sucked the all. choose their cum on your tits. read ?"

Carole was a minuscule shocked at the order, but knew better than to disobey."Yes, Sir,"she said. One at a metre, she sucked off each man until they were ready to cum. She pointed the bursting peter at her chest as she pumped their cocks with her hand. She took each of their loads on her tits. By the sentence she finished all dozen of them, her mouth and jaw were very sore and her titmouse were covered with cum.

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

The Trainer gave her his critique on the way back to the Master's planetary house."You need to wreak harder,"he told her."When you suck ruffle, you will deep-throat each, see ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"goodness,"he said with a smile."You are going to get plenty of recitation, 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 have got to give a dozen blowjobs to fill in alien every daybreak for the next three calendar week. The Trainer saw the headache on her face and smiled."The liveliness of a sex slave,"is all he said.

After a break one's back position refresher, Carole was told to go out into the back yard and sun herself. Even though the immense back thou was fenced in, the neighbors all had two taradiddle mansions and anyone in the sec story of those star sign could see her. She laid down next to the syndicate and got some sun. Right after lunch, the flight simulator put her cover in the car and took her to a clothing optional beach. It was not optional for her, however. nude, she was paraded up and down the beach in front of everyone."Your soundbox is always uncommitted for viewing,"the flight simulator told her."Never deny anyone from seeing it. You are here to be exposed. Your body was made to be shown and seen."Several times, he stopped and put sunscreen on her, rubbing it all over her body with his hands. He kept her out there all afternoon.

Around dinner party time, he took her back to the car and drove her to a beachside bar."Here, put these on,"he said, handing her a duo of shorts 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 trunks were really unforesightful and mingy and the shirt was a tank top that had been shortened with some scissors. The shirt was barely long enough to cut through her boob. From the right angle, it was easy to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a center 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 proprietor asked. The flight simulator nodded."Nice,"the proprietor said."Bring her here for the competition ?"

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

The Owner's eyes 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 the right way English just stayed up on top of her boob. Her nipple was completely exposed."Don't you dare strike that,"the trainer warned. The men at the mesa around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't thing that it was up because every meter she took a drink, the shirt came up with her arm and exposed most of both nipples anyway.

After they ate dinner, the Owner returned to our table and handed her a white t-shirt."Put that on,"the Trainer 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 tee shirt. There were smiling men all around her. The Owner said,"seminal fluid with me."

Carole followed him into a back room, behind the phase, where she was left with several other female child. Each of them was wearing Edward D. White t-shirts. The shirts were all very thin, to the period of being almost transparent. A few mo later, they were all called out onto the stage.

One at a sentence, they were told to stand in a little kiddie consortium and water was poured down their chests. The men in the audience all cheered and clapped as the tee shirt became invisible and their tits were completely exposed. After parading around the stage several metre, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in second place. After the appearance, the flight simulator took her back home.

The side by side morning was the same subprogram, exercise, kitchen duties, bent over by the faculty, taken out to suck a dozen cocks, this time her cheek was the cum aim, and then put on exhibit for the neighbors. After lunch, they went back out to the Adult Store. Keeping her naked, the flight simulator walked her into the computer storage and over to the lingerie isle. As you can imagine, all the men in the plaza followed them over there.

For the next couple minute, the Trainer had her try on intimate apparel. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing room. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in movement of everyone in the store.

After she took off the finish item, the trainer gave her the 1 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 consistence. She had bridge player all over her. They groped her ass and her nipple. One guy even followed her up to the counter with his digit up her pussy. When the trainer turned to look at him, he quickly pulled it out of her.

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

The future sunrise and every morning from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to withdraw all the shipment of the glory muddle men.

After tiffin that day, she was given those same shortstop and army tank top to wear out. The Trainer took her out to an afternoon viewing at a local porno theater. When they entered the theater of operations, the movie was already playing. It was dark and they stood at the entrance for a couple minutes until their eyes adjusted.

When he could see around the field, the Trainer gave her education."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two guys sitting in the eye of the dramatic art, with a single prat between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

Following instruction, Carole walked up the aisle. 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 moving-picture show. On the covert was a lady friend getting fucked doggy-style. The men next to her were trying not to be obvious, but she saw them both taking speedy feeling at her during the show.

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

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

The two men took to the full advantage of her uncovered tits. After a second of reluctance, they each grabbed one and started to fondle it. When the Trainer lifted her shirt up over her head, Carole had to repeal her arms so he could pull 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 mammilla into his mouth. He sucked and licked it.

The man on her right rolled her other nipple with his fingers. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her hired hand and put it on his crotch. She could sense his arduous cock through his pants. He let go of her tit and unzipped his pant. Carole started to stroke his voiceless pecker with her hand.

When the early man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his blue jean and made her do the Sami to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A pair proceedings later, the man to her left 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 cheap moan and pip his load into her throat. Carole was getting unspoiled at distinguishing the dissimilar cum tastes and this man tasted nifty, like he had just eaten some candy or something. It was sweet. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his diaphysis, she sat back up and smiled at the man.

The former man quickly pulled her down onto him. The act was repeated. Carole sucked the secondly man dry in a couple min. 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 theatre of operations and into the parking lot. Carole remained topless all the way back to the original's house, but as soon as we got in the door, she had to drip her trunks 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 common morning, the flight simulator took her to a local anaesthetic strip club. Again, the Trainer knew the Owner. The Trainer just handed her over to the man. After the owner looked over her raw body, he told her that she was going to work at the cabaret as a waitress for the afternoon and evening. He gave her a E. B. White bustier with matching panty, 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 low and the top of her areola peeked out."perfective tense,"the proprietor told her and sent her out to civilise with one of the other girls.

A duad hour later, Carole was working by herself. For the relaxation of the afternoon and that eve, she worked in lingerie in front of dozens of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the eve, Carole was totally comfortable dressed that way in front of strange men.

The succeeding afternoon Carole was taken back to the same nightclub, only this time she was given dance command. By that eve, Carole was a sport dancer on the nerve centre stage. It was a Fri night and the club was packed as she stripped for the crowd. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was gallant that they all liked her physical structure and looking at her, and she was surprised at the amount of money she made, even though everything she earn went to the Owner.

Carole had a expectant clock time that Nox being ‘ objectified'by all those men. She knew they all wanted to have sex 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 sleep, all she could think about was being in the centre of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The next dawning came early. After her convention morning time turn, Carole was told to stay in the kitchen and supporter prepare. The schoolmaster 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 gather. She prepared herself. She opened the door for the first client at around seven-thirty. It was a well-groomed couple. They both smiled as they looked her over.

Carole was completely naked except for a couplet of thong panties. The panty were tiny, barely covering her trim pussy and with only a string up the crack of her ass. She stood in the waiting position, looking down at the floor as the couple passed her. The adjacent twenty dollar bill or so invitee were all about the same. They didn't talk to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could view her body.

After all the guests had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to prepare to suffice drinks. The Butler put a leather choker around her neck opening. He then took her munition and cuffed her articulatio radiocarpea behind her back. The cook brought over a metallic element tray and pushed it up against her belly. The spine of the tray had a strap that buckled around her torso and then lather up her back that attached to the spine of the apprehension. The front of the tray had chains that attached to the nominal head of her collar. The end result was a tray that could carry drinks 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 patch, the Edgar Albert Guest started to touch her. As she stood and served a swallow to one couple, the man behind her ran his script down her ass. He cupped the brass 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 final 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.

"trade 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 thinker ?"

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

"You think that is true ?"the man asked."You think your husband likes you going through all this education ? To hear how to be a adulteress ? 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 noblewoman started to laugh.

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

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

"So, you like to sleep together ?"

"Yes, Sir."

"That's honest,"the man said. He turned to the cleaning lady with him."I am going to call this trollop's husband and see if we can use her."The 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 Sami. Workout, breakfast, bent over, blowjobs at the store, but after lunch it changed. That Monday, Carole was taken into a room with a large bed in it. The trainer took her over to it and she climbed on. For the following couple hours, the trainer took her through position after spot. He started with oral exam, then moved on to vaginal, then ended with anal sex positions.

He got up off the bed."You will control each of these positions and Thomas More,"he told her. He turned to go, leaving her on the bed. As he left, three naked men entered the room. For the succeeding hour or so, the men made Carole give them deepthroat cock sucking.

The photographer was there to enamour the military action. The photograph of her neck bulging from rooster were amazing. The motion picture camera captured her suck as well. After the hold out man came in her mouth, Carole faced the photographic camera and said,"I love the taste of cum."

The men left, but was replaced by another man. This man spent his prison term with her fucking her pussy. Carole, to her relievo, was allowed to cum as the man fucked her. He lasted forever, moving her from position to position. He finally finished on her back as she was on her manpower and knees.

The future man ass-fucked her. He expertly moved her from attitude to position as the cameras captured everything. By the meter he was done, Carole was exhausted, sweaty, and gasping for air. The man left and the flight simulator 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 recall who is the important one here. It is not you. You don't subject. Your job, your sole design in life, is to draw the others happy. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your energy and enthusiasm.

The Trainer climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. He moved up and laid his peter between her sweaty tits."thrust them together,"the man told her. She pushed her bosom around his cock. He tit-fucked her."outdoors your oral fissure,"he said as he reached flood tide. She looked down at it and opened her mouthpiece just in time to receive his first jet. He was a swell aim. The relaxation of his load all went into her rima oris and she swallowed.

For the respite of the week, Carole spent each afternoon on that bed with dissimilar 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 cartroad of the days by the end of the third gear workweek. The quaternary hebdomad came, however, and she saw the change of schedule. Everything she had learned was still drilled. She had to execute everything each day, but after lunch things 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 kickoff came back for more. The men lasted all good afternoon. Carole had a gravid time with them as they used her.

Tuesday, two unlike men showed up in the bedroom. These two didn't wait for each other. Instead, Carole was moved into a pooch stance and while one man mounted her from behind, the other pushed his cock into her mouth. The men took their time. They turned her around several times, each of them fucking each orifice respective times before they finally came.

Midweek 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 dick up into her snatch as the early man climbed on top and shoved his cock right up her ass. They took her hard.

Carole worked tough to throw certain the two men had the expert experience she could commit them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally satisfied with her performance.

Th good afternoon, Carole was greeted by three men. The men took her one at a sentence. Two men relaxed as she was taken by the thirdly. All afternoon, Carole was fucked. After dinner, she gave some hand-jobs and was tit-fucked a couple times.

Friday afternoon, three different men met her in the chamber. As soon as she climbed onto the bed, the three men were on her. A hour later, she was air tight. The men all moved around her, moving to a dissimilar place every distich minutes. They worked her muddle over all afternoon.

Finally, Saturday good afternoon, when Carole went into the sleeping accommodation, she was met with five men."Present yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into location. 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 tight,"he said.

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

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

"He's going to be very well-chosen with the issue,"another man laughed.

"I don't care about that,"another said."I just want to lie with 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 rooster into her pussy. 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 impress up behind her. The man grabbed her pelvic arch and held her still for a second as he pushed his cock deep into her tight ass.

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

For the next various time of day, the five men used Carole. They were rough and didn't care about her at all. Her look, mamilla and ass were all slapped. He nipples were bit, twisted, and tugged on.

Some clock time around midnight, Carole was on top of one of the men as the others all watched. The man sucked on her sore puff up 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 attending to them, instead concentrated on making the man fucking her happy. When she felt a man climb on and affect up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to shove his stopcock up her ass.

The man, instead, put his cock down next to the other stopcock and pushed forward. Carole gasped loudly as the man forced his way into her already engage 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.

"custody still,"the Camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took several snaps of Carole's full kitty-cat."Okay,"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 cocks 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 belly on the bed. The Camera Man moved up and took respective pictures of her wide 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 hobble doll as one man pulled her up on top of him. The man easily pushed his turncock into her wet loose pussy. The former 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 shag are you doing ?"he said."fuck us, bitch."The man slapped her typeface. 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 cock 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 tummy. The death man moved up succeeding 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 tough and fast. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot lode up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the centre of the bed. They took her munition and legs and pass around them wide. For the remainder of the Night, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle female child. Any time it looked like she was not fully awake or participating to their satisfaction, they would slap her on the ass.

By aurora, Carole was exhausted, covered with cum, and very sore all over. When the trainer told her to get out of bed, she stumbled and almost fell."Go take a cascade,"the flight simulator 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 take place. By now, she was completely subservient. She just gave up control and let whatever was going to occur, happen.

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

I stood in the exposed doorway and waited. The Trainer and I shook manus."The lord 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, capitulum bowed, looking down at the reason, with her hands behind her back.

"Please hail in,"I offered. I turned to the side to let them in. Carole followed the flight simulator into the support room. I sat down in my big leather chairperson. The Trainer sat in the former electric chair and Carole stood to his side.

"I have brought several more album of photographs 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 front of the business firm,"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 neighbors ?"

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

Carole came into the livelihood elbow room carrying the albums. She set them down on the coffee table and got back into position to the side of the trainer."Slut,"the flight simulator said without turning,"we are going to verbalise. While we chat, you will go to Bob's planetary house and pop the question your body to the occupants."Carole didn't move fast enough."GO !"he yelled.

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

The Trainer gave me the details of the training. He told me that film were taken and would be provided at a later engagement. He gave me instruction manual on how to establish orders to her and what to expect. When I asked about sex training, he said,"You should expect a not bad pile of difference. We have honed her skills and she has had a lot of practice. 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 lecture had taken about an hour, so after the flight simulator had given me all the info, 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 later. I looked her over. She looked slightly flushed. She had obviously cum with Bob. Her tit were red and swollen, obviously pulled on. Her pussy rim 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 position. I turned towards her and gave her the planetary house normal. At the end, I asked her,"Do you consent to those formula ?"

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

"Good,"I said. I stood and shook the Trainer's hand."Thank you,"I said,"and please put across my discernment to the passkey of the House."

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

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

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

I ordered her into a hold over billet and I put my feet up on her back. I picked up the headphone and called rick."Do me a favor,"I told him on the earphone."Carole is home. Get ahold of Dave and the two of you come over."

An hour later, Carole was in the midsection of the bed in the guest bedroom with her legs facing pages wide-eyed and Rick pounding into her. The three of us used her for the rest of the night before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...