Monday morning arrive too soon. As Mark and I got gear up for work. My poor husband watched me with release eyes, as I pulled my companionship tee shirt over my braless boobs. I have declamatory boobs, so I never go braless. So it felt strange to get my nipple rub against the tee shirt material, it made them sensitive, it made them poke out. The freedom made my pap very hard. My husband could n't block up staring. I felt very self witting. I did n't require him to intend I was enjoying this. We kissed and both went to work.

Seem like every body at the warehouse took placard of my new look. Walking fasting was no farseeing an pick ; it caused an impossible bouncing that attracted way to lots aid. Going down steps was a genuine challenge. Seems I could not allow my desk with out every one starring at me. The problem was all the attention was making my mamilla twice as difficult. I resigned myself to stay at my desk as mush as possible for the day, and let the drivers come to me. It was around 10:30 when Brad 's truck backed in. As I watched him get out of the truck and head towards my desk my heart dropped to my stomach. I could see the gleam in his heart and the smirk in his smile, as he looked my way. Brad 's eyes locked on to my tit and did not even act not to stare. Even as he reached my desk he did not admit his eyes off my bosom. He did not say anything as he handed me the paperwork, then he went over to the device driver 's area to wait for his truck to be off loaded and then reloaded. I breathed a large sigh of relief as Brad walked away. That was to be short lived.

About 45 minutes later Clay backed in. Again my meat dropped into my stomach. Just seconds after his boots hit the ground, his middle locked on mine, and he had a veridical mother fucker eating grin. He beckoned to me to amount to him as he moves to the nominal head of his motortruck. What option did I have ? I rushed across the top of the consignment doc and down the steps I am sure I was putting on a great show. My big pap bouncing painfully as I ran down the steps. Clay waiting over by the front of his truck just stood there watching the display. When I finally caught up with him he handed me his paper oeuvre and asked me if I had watched the 4 videodisc ? I blushed he leaned in close and whispered into my ear"unless you want these laissez passer out you will do everything I tell you to do ''. He said that I was to hitch Brad 's truck and climb up the driver's position and tilt in to his window. Then when he is done with me. I was told to climb into Clay 's truck, go to sleeper, strip and put my vesture into the box on his bed. Brad had just started up his truck I had to run shouting for Brad to wait. I am sure a lot of the Guy saw me bouncing across the sour grass, my boobs hurt from bouncing so violently. I tried to hold them down, but I felt like my holding my boobs only made it look sorry. I yelled up in to the cab"I think there is a fault on your paperwork, please let me see it ''. Brad looked at me smirked and stopped. At that I climb up the side of the cab and leaned way in his outdoors window, as per my command. Brad 's right hand immediately grabbed my principal and pulled me in for a very late buss. His left hired man found its way up under my tee shirt. Wile our tongues wrestled, he groped my poor people left dope. Squeezing and twisting it. Pinching my nipple, as hard as he could. I screamed but our kiss muffled the sound. I tried to deplume away, but he held me tight. He reached over and gave my other boob a business firm squeeze then let me go. I grabbed some written document and tried to look compile as I backed out of the window. I made a appearance of looking at them, handed them back to him, and told him he was good to go. Climbing down I checked myself in his rearview mirror. My haircloth showed signs of my recent activity, as if anyone would notice my whisker today.

I felt so self conscious as I walked across the consignment dock my boobs bouncing and my hair a mess. I could feel everybody heart looking at me and I knew all of them thinking about what a cocotte I must really be. As I walked around to the passenger side of Clayton 's truck I look around to see if anybody was watching. Then quickly climbed in. I moved to the morose part of the sleeping car, and sat as quietly as I could listen for and sounds that might entail some one saw me. There was a very hardy box sitting on the bed. When I felt well-to-do that no one was following me, I undressed putting all my article of clothing into the box, and retreated back into the corner, to a postponement for Clayton. I was deep in though thinking about this John R. Major turn in my life, the door opened, my spunk jumped into my pharynx, and Clay climbed in. His smile broadens as he spotted me hiding in the corner. At first base all he said was stand up and grow around. He watched me carefully. Next he closed the box with my habiliment in it, and moved it to the battlefront passenger side base. He turned on his tuner, and returned to me. I had to be sure you did not give birth any transcription gimmick on you before we talk. Did you and your husband watch the DVDs ? I nodded my oral sex yes. Good, he said, and then you know what a working girl you appear to be. Again I nodded my head yes. He then said Tom has edited a 5th one that makes you a add porn star, then he laugh and said Tom would give me a copy later, it has some spear carrier in it from some of the guy's prison cell phones. He sat down on the bed and ordered me to crawl over to him, as I did he unzipped his drawers, and pulled out his cock and orchis. When I was kneeling between his legs, he said you have question ? Then ask and I will suffice wile you suck my cock. Do n't ask me why or what we want. Tom will tell you that later. I look him straight in the eye, and said you drugged me ! He smirked and said is that a question or a statement ? I just glared at him he said if you want me to answer you start sucking. Resigned I began to lick his cock. Yes he said I gave you a cocktail of drugs. He leaned back on his bed to love his blow job. I gave you a double venereal infection of a female form of sildenafil to make you horny as netherworld. A sedative like valium to gain you compliant. Oh and a hormone to help you ovulate, to help you get knocked up. My eyes flashed up to meet his. He smiled and said that is mighty. Nine guys and your hubby shot there seed into your fat bitch, the former night. adjacent query, slut. bout started to rain buckets down my brass. I did not want to be pregnant. I was sobbing wile sucking his stopcock. After a tenacious second Clay started talking. Six black men and, four Patrick White men, fucked you. There is only a 10 % probability of the baby being your husband. A 60 % chance your baby will be fateful and it will be nine months before you find out. Why even if your baby is Edward Douglas White Jr., it is still only a 25 % luck it is your husband. I started to cry uncontrollably. Clayton got angry because I was crying and not sucking his cock. He got up and walked around behind me. Grabbing my hip joint he pulled me up ; kick my foundation apart, and pushing my face down on to the bed. Before I could catch my breathing spell he was forcing his large putz into me from nates. He had my hips whorl in his clench as he thrust his cock deep into my body. The pain shot thru me like a tongue, as he pushed deep into my unprepared, unprotected vagina. I started to call, but he pushed my face into the mattress to dampen it. His dick still in me, he said if you do n't shut your mouthpiece, the whole warehouse will find out how big a slut you are. As hard as I tried I could not barricade outcry, but I did so quietly. He slowly let go of my principal and started to campaign his shaft deeper into me. I could sense his cock button past the entranceway to my cervix it hurt and I sobbed into the blankets, on the bed. It seemed like a long clip, it felt like his cock was punching my cervix uteri with each accident. Finally he pulled my hip joint back hard, pushing as trench in me as he could, pumping his source right in to my womb. He held me laborious against him, throbbing deep inside me. In my thinker I could sense his smutty germ flooding over my ovaries. His grueling tool oceanic abyss inside me pumping more and more than of his seed, at the time it could really do the most harm. I was feeling very sick. He held as tight to my ass as he could till his cock soften, and he slowly pulled out. I did not move, sobbing into his mattress. After a long moment Clayton smacked my ass, causing me to start. I whip around to present him. He told me to shut up, get dressed, and to pay attending. He threw my scanty in my face and said here hurry up, and get dressed. First, your husband has been told to go buy you a milking motorcar. He has been told to purloin you up for a half 60 minutes in the morning and a half hour before bed every day. You are to appease braless until you start to farm. As you tits become engorged you may go back to your old brassiere, no new swelled one. Next starting right now you are going to pop out an occasion with Brad. Send him flirting text. meet him at his truck starting tomorrow. Climbing up to kiss him like you did today. We want you two to be the talk of the shipment dock. Most authoritative you are to obey and do every thing you are told or everyone you know will find out all about you. Now get out of my cab tart. Go back to work, and do n't forget your meeting with Tom this evening. At that I climbed out the rider side room access, and went to the public toilet to clean up. Then back to my desk, I felt like everyone was watching me. I sent my first schoolbook to Brad. It was mostly bosom and emoji. The rest of the duty period was uneventful. I called mark my married man from my cellphone phone once I got in the car. I told him I had to go meet Tom before I could come in home. He told me he got an electronic mail with instructions on some things he had to go buy, and that he would also be meeting with Tom and I just a little later. I told him about my day. How humiliated I was by everybody watching my boobs bouncing, how Clayton had raped me again. Deutsche Mark was upset ; I was in tears, so I did not tell Mark that I could be pregnant. I cried all the way to the rest stop. As I pulled in I could see Tom 's motortruck was already parked. I took a mo to frame myself. As I again walked towards the truck, it was Déjà vu as I walked I could see Tom watching me. When I reached his cab he only said, go around and get in. As I climbed into the cab, Tom told me to get in the back and strip show. I did as I was told and sat down on the border of the bed. Tom told me to lie down and watch the TV above the metrical unit of the bed, he pushed a clitoris on a remote, and the TV came to life. It was me climbing into Tom 's truck the first time. He had edited it to draw me look like I was soliciting for sex. My eyes were fixed on the screen ; I could not believe that was me. That whore in the telecasting could not be me, but it was. He made me learn over an minute, of me begging, fucking, and sucking every cock I could get a hold of and charging each of them $ 100. About half way through Tom ordered me to play with myself. He said I was to get my pussy off before the porno was over. Of class I had no idea how must longer the picture was going to last. I was so embarrassed by the way I was acting on the telecasting. As I began to advert myself I discovered I was soaked, my pussycat was so wet. When my finger's breadth just barley clash my clit it shot lightning bolts thru my unscathed trunk. I could not conceive my organic structure was so turned on. The jar must give shown, because Tom started to laugh at me. My fingers took on a life sentence of there own, dancing over my clit. I was so ass hot. I wanted to be the whore in the video. I humped my hired man boulder clay I drove myself over that bound. I got off punishing, oh my God yes I cried. Mark climbed in to the truck just as I was starting to get off. I was so crushed, Mark finding me in the sleeper of a Negroid man 's truck, naked, finger buried recondite in my snatch, my double on the TV slamming her ass back on to a stranger 's peter. What must he call back about his wife ? The aspect on his face said it all. Tom said something to German mark that got his tending. It was strong to hear them, over all the moaning and slapping sound I was making on the screen. Tom and Mark talked in low tones for about 5 minutes. Mark kept his eyes on me and I could see him nodding a lot. I started to rub my snatch again, I was so hot. It felt so good. How could I be feeling like this ? Mark got up and came back followed by Tom.

German mark went towards the foot of the bed, then turned to Tom and said, this is my married woman the hooker I told you about. Look at her she is ready to spawn. Just $ 50 and she can be all yours for the future two hour. Tom took one flavor at me and the surprise looking on my grimace and said I 'll ease up you $ 10 and just fuck her once. spate ! My husband said. Before I could say anything Tom kissed me difficult. His helping hand going to my rightfield titty, squeezing, twisting, and hurting it, his finger digging in deep into the form. I try to cry out, but it only sounds like a moan into the lip curl he held me in. My husband took my redress arm and places my deal on his privates he said come on baby make the man happy. I could not think my husband was telling me to fuck Tom, unprotected sex. He was breeding me with another man. At my cutaneous senses Tom 's peter began to get backbreaking. I began to remember how big he was, how good his cock made me feel. I started to kiss Tom back. Rubbing his big cock thru his pants. I really started to want him. Mark just stood back and lookout man. I pulled Tom 's zipper down and reached in to fish out that wonderful rooster. I knew I had to get my hands and mouth on to his dick. It popped out getting even bigger, and harder. I began to stroke it. In LE then a minute Tom was rock hard and ready to fuck. He told me to get me ass up so he could fuck me like the dog I was. I rolled over, ass up and waited for Tom to take me. But naught happened. I looked back to see Tom looking at Mark. Mark had a look of terrified flavour in his centre. Tom looked at marker for a long import, me trying desperately to push myself back onto his hammer. Finally Tom said to Mark, if you really want me to fuck your married woman come up direct my prick into her cunt. Show her how you are really giving her to me. manoeuver my cock into her. Mark reached out and took Tom's pecker and aimed his cock towards me. I felt that wonder brushing up and down against my pussy. Searching for the Sweet daub to slump it in, I was so wet. Finally he found the justly spot and pushed it in. Tom drove into me. At the Same sentence he grabbed my pilus with one hand. The other hand grabbed my entrust booby and clamped down hard. Pain photograph thru my totally body as he jerked my headway back. Driving deep into me over and over again. It hurt, every time he reentered my cervix, but it also felt so good. So a good deal was going on in my creative thinker, I felt dirty, peep, humiliated, betrayed, and I was starting to orgasm. I did not want to get fraught, but I did want him in me. I met him stroke for stroking. I never had a man pound my pussy that strong and that long. I was building to my next orgasm I was almost there. Then I felt Tom 's first spasm and that drove me over the boundary. I pressed my ass against Tom as hard as I could. My dead body wanted every cliff of him. I held him in me as long as I could, enjoying the tactile sensation. Cumming down from my orgasm, the warmth of him in me, the fulfillment of the moment. Then Tom slapped my ass, and shoved me down on to the bed. As he pulled himself together he ordered German mark to sit down succeeding to me. Tom talking to mike, but at me said, your married woman already knows that she was given fecundity drugs not birth control, the other night. stiff told her that today at oeuvre. He also told her how much blackened seed was in her body already. In case you did not catch it, from the video, 6 men of color 3 white men and you contributed. So if we knocked her up Friday nighttime odds are 60 % the baby will be melanise, and less than 10 % that it will be yours. Of grade we do n't hump if she is pregnant yet. So if you want any chance of the child being yours, you should add your share now. Ask her if she wants you. If she dose fuck her so we can get on with what I need to state you. St. Mark turned to me where I was balled up in the corner and asked if I wanted him at that moment I did not want any one, but if I was going to be forced to have a baby I wanted it to be his. I said yes and got back on my hand and knee to offer myself to him. I was so wet and replete of cum Mark 's dick slid right in. I was so wet and haphazard it was kind of strong to assure if cross was even in me. bell ringer pumped my snatch for a long time, Tom taunting him the unit time. I finally got enough feeling back to have a mild orgasm, which was just enough to get scrape over the boundary and cum in me.

Tom spread a beach towel on the floor in front of his bed and told me wile still naked to sit on it. He then insisted mug remove what he still had on and then to sit down on the floor next to me. So there we sat like two naughty schooltime kids in front line of Tom who sat on the bed fully dressed. Tom started by saying I am surely you both have had a chance to see the raw footage videos, and I know your married woman has seen the edited version. Both show you in a very bad way, I am sure enough you do n't want category and booster to see them. We both sat there sheepishly shaking our caput no. If you are wondering why, let me evidence you it is for the money we can make a lot of money off you to. One of the office on my route is a movie studio apartment. Mostly porn, but still a motion picture studio. That is how I was able to edit out the videos so fast, and make you look so bad. There is big money, to be made in fetish porn videos, and you two are going to start making them. A bunch of them. What is going to happen to you ? Will that is kind of up to you. If you do a good job and your videos sell so we make a lot of money, we may not possess to go to some of the more afflictive hoodoo. We are going to start with reality TV, interracial, and soon we will be offering pregnant. We can also gain a ton of money selling the brats your about to jump pumping out. But we can talk about that later. For the quietus of this workweek Tom you are going to see to it that she is hooked up to the milking machine at least twice a day for 30 second or more both sentence. I want her making a cup of Milk per session. He looked at me and said I am going to yield you some in ( air quotation ) vitamins you are to require them with breakfast and dinner every day. You will openly flirt with Bradley every day this hebdomad. You will expend time with him in his cab. For the rest of this week you will be his fuck toy. Any doubtfulness about that. No sir I said. People will startle talking where you work. You will not corroborate or denied anything, but you will not turn down any advancement. That should make believe your lifespan interesting he laughed. You guys throw a invitee bedroom at your family right ? We both softly said yes. right he continued the studio will be sending two techs to cable your house. This weekend your total menage is going to be wired for auditory sensation and video. Even the closets there will be no home in your house that you will be capable to hide from your buff. Not a sound that wo n't find out. When they arrived you will be undressed and you will stay that way. Fri night Mark will log Z's in the Guest way with the female technician. Looking at me he said you will kip in the master bedroom with the Male technician. Sat night Mark you well stay in the guest room with the Male technician and the bitches will sleep in the master bedroom. He laughed if your not bi now you well be soon. Yes it will all be on video. Once your house is wired, you will be allowed no more than 10 minutes a day with any kind of clothing on. Any more and your witness can pick a punishment. He told me to accomplish under his bed and commit out the box I would find out there. Once I had it he said inside I would find my new personal health regimen, and a alphabetic character telling me what to do and when. With that Tom told us to get dressed. He then ordered me to my human knee in front of him. He then said to Mark get my pecker out and put it in your wife 's mouth. Tom took handle of my ear and began to know my face. Just as he was about to offload he pulled out and let his cum cover my face. Now get out he said. Don't clean your facial expression boulder clay break of day Tom said. The ride house with my husband was very tranquillize .