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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will gift 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 thickset Brown University whisker that flows down below her articulatio humeri. Her breasts are large, broad, and born with just a breath of sag. Each titty is tipped by turgid round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful traffic circle around her protruding unvoiced pap. Her blind drunk stomach is bland and her ass is toilsome and round. She always keeps her pussycat shaved, except for a little expanse of hair above her clit. Her pussy brim are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and unresolved like a flower when she gets unrestrained.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, sparse, medium looking guy, but I always keep myself in dear bod. My easily attribute was my pecker. I am over nine inch long and am very duncical, all the way to the bellying mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to get through all but the blind drunk maw.

This story is straight, with some adjustment like names and day of the month. I also took some indecorum to immix some experiences so the story would not drag 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 Sir Thomas More time I spent with her, after the wedding, the more she learned. I taught her how she could be herself and why it was ok for her to be herself. The week after our honeymoon was amazing. The sex was prominent in every way. She was astounded at how longsighted I could keep going. Even after I came, I could continue to sleep with her. She had multiple orgasms each clip we had sex.

She started to key out how much 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 gooseflesh ascend up all over her body. A couple of sentence, I tied her hands to the bed posts and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a couple prison term that week and made her appearance her tits. When we went out, I wouldn't let her wear off a bra and stool her unbutton her shirt so far down that her tits were so endanger that her areola could be seen. All the men around us couldn't observe their eyes off of her. She loved all the attention and the entirely thing turned her on.

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

That first Sun, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner and told her we were going to meet mortal 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 dark and the ceiling was down, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the evening.

We pulled up into a long drive that led to a large house. It was a sign of the zodiac 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 earphone,"I admitted."Well, and by reputation. He is highly recommended."She wasn't sure what that meant, but she let it go.

A with child man, the Butler, met us at the door and led us to a declamatory room."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two large leather electric chair."The master copy will be right in."The Butler didn't even depend at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the death chair. A duet minutes later, the professional came in the room.

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

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

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

She walked over and stood following to me.

"Obviously, she needs training,"the original 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 preparation ?"

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

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

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

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

"We will call you when the preparation is complete."The passkey looked over at Carole."You can accept her wearable with you. She won't be needing them."

"Thank you again,"I said.

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

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

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

**The rest is as remembered by Carole**

A second later, the Butler returned and walked over to her."Come with me, you slut,"the butler said. He turned and walked towards the doorway. What he called her stung a little, but she followed. He led her down a yearn hall, into the kitchen area and down a back staircase. At the bottom of the gloomy staircase was a big wooden door. The Butler opened it and went in.

A huge room opened up in figurehead of her. Along both sides of the room were small-scale cells. They had ginmill and a poky door. Inside each was a small bed, a tabular array with a mirror and a chairperson. At one end of each cubicle was a gutter. The two cells on the right were empty, but the first one on the leftfield was full. There were au naturel men everywhere. As the Butler led me passed the elbow room, I saw what was going on. On the bed was a blonde woman. Her arm 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 springs squeaker and the bedstead bang loudly against the wall. The other men in the cadre all watched, obviously waiting their turn. SHE couldn't tell how many men were in there, but the place was full with even to a greater extent men waiting outside the cadre. The men were of all shapes and sizes. There were magniloquent 1, short 1, tightly fitting one, fat ace ... Joseph Black, White, Asian, Hispanic ... all form were in line. Several of them turned and looked at her, smiling and looking up and down her bare body.

Carole stopped for a back as the blonde turned and looked towards her. The woman's face was laced with desiccated, and wet, cum. Her expression was nullify, she had a glazed over look in her eyes. Carole wasn't even for certain she saw her ...

The Butler pushed her into the cell next to the blonde's and closed the door with a metallic clank. The way was stark and wasteland. The floor was cold on her bare metrical unit."Make up your bed,"the Butler told her."person will be back in the morning to get you to start your training."

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

Carole tried to push aside it as she made her bed and then sat down. She looked around the cell with tear forming in her heart. She didn't really understand what was happening. How could I result 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 deep when she climbed under the covers and tried to sleep. She didn't sleep well. Frequently, she was woken up by the intense banging of the blond's bed against their shared wall, or the talking and laughing of the men, or just the auditory sensation of continuous squashy sex. Finally, however, she drifted off into a spasmodic sleep.

In her aspiration 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 middle, she saw a large man was sitting in the chairperson in her cell, staring at her. surprise, Carole instinctively grabbed the bed sheet and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."halt that,"he said harshly."Push the binding back down. Uncover your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right field, discover yourself to me. You must learn that your body is not yours. It belongs to your Master and whomever your Master gives it to."He stopped for a second and then continued."get-up-and-go them down further. That's right, push them all the way off. circularise your legs, show me your pussy."She followed pedagogy."You are very young, beautiful, and sexy. You will be enjoyed."The man stood."Get out of bed and play along 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 cadre 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 duet waiting for their turn.

Carole's flight simulator led her up the step and into a small secondary school."Every morning at six, you will come up here and follow a strict physical exercise regime. This is your seaworthiness Instructor,"her Trainer said as he pointed at a man sitting on a exercising weight terrace."He will show you what to do."

The Fitness Instructor walked over to Carole as her trainer turned and left the room. He walked around her, measuring her up. Then he started running his hands all over her naked trunk. 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 hour of snuggling, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the next minute, he ran her through a rigorous physical exercise, working every part of her trunk. For the final set of exercises, he made her lay back on a bench, with her arse at the edge of the terrace, and spread her legs. Dropping his sweatpants, he moved up between her legs and got down onto his knees.

Carole gasped as he slowly inserted his grueling stopcock into her. He didn't 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 brace minutes, he made her clamp down on his tool for a second and then press release. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining more than control as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."hold 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 frivol away his load onto her tum. She was concentrating too severe to really enjoy it, but she must sustain done something right ... or so she thought.

"You will have to work out on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your sole use in life is to provide pleasure. Practice 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 exhibitor room. It was a large open shower, like an old gym would have. The entire room was tiled with a central perch with shower down heads and temperature handgrip."Clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your shower, go through there,"he pointed to an adjoining room."You will observe 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 rain shower room carrying the blond from the cell next to mine. She looked exhausted. She was walking bow-legged and could barely stand on her own. She was covered in dried cum. The two men put her down on the story and then turned the frigid water on her. She yelled out in shock. The men laughed as they left.

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

She struggled to her human foot."Yeah, I'm okay."She turned the water back on, this time at a sensible temperature. Carole finished her shower and went into the former room to dry off and fix her hair. The blond came in a couple bit later."You new here ?"she asked.

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

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

Carole just nodded. She watched the girl as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. tenacious blonde fuzz, 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 spinal column, were the words, ‘ Born to Fuck'and in the pocket-size of her back were the discussion, ‘ property of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a yoke mo later. The breeding was to start immediately, so was the sex."seed 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 Cook. He was occupy with cleanup and didn't turn around until the pantryman spoke."Here is our new slut trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

With a vast smile on his side the Cook said,"Oh, nice."His bridge player reached out and touched her unexpended boob. Carole recoiled slightly in surprise.

"What the fuck ?"The butler yelled."You will NEVER abnegate 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 Butler had unzipped his drawers and pulled out his dick. He moved up behind her and pushed her shoulders forward, bending her over slightly. The move made her mamilla bent, which the James Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The Samuel Butler took hold of her hips and pushed his hard pecker up into her from can. Almost instinctively, her right hand went down to her pussy. Carole started rubbing her clit."No,"the pantryman scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her hands and pulled them to the small of her back. He held onto her articulatio radiocarpea as he pounded into her.

The Butler was skilled. The sex felt marvellous 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 lode up her back.

"My turn,"the Cook said, his hired man finally leaving her boob. He turned her around, keeping her bent-grass over, and pushed his cock into her wet out-of-doors snatch. He too grabbed her arms and held them just like the Butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the butler.

This piece of ass with no 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 Samuel Butler's on her book binding. Cum ran down her back, 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 face was red. Her nipples were knockout and swollen. Her pussy tingled, its lips red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get worse and More intense.

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

"Nice body but second-rate carrying out,"the butler responded."She'll get better after some breeding, though."He smiled.

"They always do,"the Cook smiled back.

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

The Butler told her that after her shower she was supposed to serve well the Master his breakfast. After he was done, s had to clean the ravisher off the table. When the table was fairly, 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 gratification, she was to begin her training.

Carole's flight simulator came into the kitchen and went with her as she, still naked, carried out the Master's breakfast and poured his burnt umber. 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, or schoolmistress to your reception. Do you realize ?"

"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 saucer in the cesspool. As she leaned over the sinkhole, the cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his implements of war around her waist. He started grinding his crotch into her naked ass. She stopped washing, not for certain what was expected of her.

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

As soon as Carole started back, he bent her forward slightly and pushed his clay tool back up inside her. It was strong to keep washing the sweetheart as the man fucked her. Carole's body reacted to the sex, while she tried to hold back her assiduousness on her task. 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 flight simulator was sitting on a stool at the former end of the kitchen, watching the whole sentence. 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 bend. Again, Carole was bent over the kitchen counter. The Butler used her.

Carole was led back down to the exhibitioner elbow 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 pleasance herself. He was watching.

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

For the sleep 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 pose, but then got more and more than lewd. He made her cup her nipple in her manus and then taking into custody and pull on her mamilla. He made her lick each of her nipples. He moved her into different sex positions, making indisputable that everything was exposed.

The academic term took a couple hour and he took several hundred pictures. When he was finally done, he called the trainer back to pick her up.

"She cooperate ?"the Trainer asked.

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

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

The photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her human knee in forepart of him as he unzipped his drawers. She reached in and pulled out his intemperately cock. She sucked it until he came in her rima oris. Carole swallowed and looked up at him."Thank you, Sir,"she said.

Carole didn't know it, but these initial photos were going to be the offset of a very large appeal 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 delivery of a magnanimous collection of photographs.

After dinner that nighttime, Carole was given instruction on how to resist in front of a man. She stood there naked, head bowed, looking down at the base, her back straight, boobs pushed out, presented, wrists crossed behind her in the small of her backbone, fundament shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the linguistic rule of the rules of the theatre.

"You are not allowed to wear any vesture in this house, unless specifically instructed to do so,"the Trainer told her."You will never refuse a man's advances, no matter what the demand. Your torso belongs to the skipper of this sign and he has ordered you to be completely available to everyone. You will pursue every rule and every instruction to the alphabetic character. You will always be submissive to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a piece of substance, you are here for the pleasure of others. You will keep yourself sporting and fully shaved at all times. All of your muddle will be ready for sex at all times. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any clock time without express mail permission."He paused for a second."Do you empathize ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you accede completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The rest of the week was getting into the cycle of things. Every morning stated with exercise, which included the cock squeeze example. Carole was to increase the pep pill and intensity as she got better at it. After breakfast and houseclean up, which always involved the Cook and the Butler bending her over the swallow hole or retort and fucking her, she was taken by the trainer to a room to get wind and practice her slave positions.

The first lessons were on standing positions. A position of attention, a waiting position and a brace of inspection positions. The first two were pretty much just standing there, but the review was very afford and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her legs spread and her hands behind her drumhead. He brought in all the house staff to look at her and comment. The photographer took pictures.

The men put their hands on her and groped her. The pantryman ran his fingerbreadth back and forth over her pussy. When his fingerbreadth 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 multiplication, she had not been allowed an orgasm. She was getting very frustrated. They were teasing her and they knew it.

The trainer told her to turn around with the control of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the wall, wooden leg spread and her handwriting on the wall. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the Cook said, with his hand firmly on her give cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling positions. near of her clock time was on her knee joint with her paw resting on her second joint, palms facing up towards the ceiling, but sometimes she had her custody behind her head, which was more than of a kneeling inspection position. Resting side was her sitting cross-legged with her manus in her lap.

Then Carole was taught a match of mitt and knees location. The flight simulator had her in the Table position for some time as he sat in a chair and put his feet on her back. She stayed there, on her workforce and genu, until he released her. She also spent a lot of fourth dimension in the chagrin berth. On her human knee with her subdivision pushed out in front of her on the floor and her face to the storey. This position raised her stub up into the air and was very exposed feeling.

There were several more, mostly variations of the Lapplander. Carole practiced them all until she could quickly get into whatever view the Trainer called for. As she practiced them throughout the week, she became more and more comfortable with them and with the men watching and commenting.

The but problem Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that entire outset workweek. It wasn't until Sunday night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the aliveness room, where the home 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 multiplication in front man of them.

The back week of training started on Monday. This time, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limousine and taken to an Adult Bookstore. Still completely naked, she was not sure as shooting what was happening, as she got out of the car. The trainer and the photographer took her in through the back doorway and told to wait in a movie cubicle. Carole sat on a stool. At one end of the foresighted elbow room was a screen, to check erotica picture show. Along both slope paries were various muddle at crotch level.

The photographer set up a flick camera at the doorway of the room. When he said he was quick, men started pushing their cock through the holes in the walls. The trainer gave her teaching."Suck them one at a time until you have sucked the all. Take their cum on your tits. realise ?"

Carole was a picayune shocked at the society, 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 cocks at her chest as she pumped their shaft with her hand. She took each of their scores on her knocker. By the time she finished all dozen of them, her lip and jaw were very sore and her knocker were covered with cum.

Carole was taken back out of the store and into the waiting car, but this time went out the front door. The depot was full of male customers who all stared as she walked naked through the store. The Trainer paraded her for all to see through the parking lot, around the building and into the car.

The Trainer gave her his review article on the way back to the passkey's household."You need to work harder,"he told her."When you suck tittup, you will deep-throat each, understand ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"commodity,"he said with a grinning."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 to pay a dozen blowjobs to finish strangers every morn for the future three weeks. The Trainer saw the concern on her face and smiled."The life of a sex striver,"is all he said.

After a slave emplacement refresher, Carole was told to go out into the back curtilage and sun herself. Even though the huge back yard was fenced in, the neighbors all had two story mansions and anyone in the second narration of those houses could see her. She laid down future to the pool and got some sun. Right after luncheon, the trainer put her back in the car and took her to a article of clothing optional beach. It was not optional for her, however. nude statue, she was paraded up and down the beach in nominal head of everyone."Your body is always available for viewing,"the Trainer told her."Never deny anyone from seeing it. You are here to be exposed. Your organic structure was made to be shown and seen."Several times, he stopped and put sunblock on her, rubbing it all over her trunk with his hands. 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 pair of trunks 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 short circuit were really short and tight and the shirt was a army tank top that had been shortened with some scissors. The shirt was barely long enough to get over her boobs. From the right slant, it was easy to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a center board and ordered some potable. The Owner of the bar came over and greeted the Trainer. They obviously were old Friend."Your newest trainee ?"the owner asked. The Trainer nodded."Nice,"the proprietor said."Bring her here for the contest ?"

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

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

When the flight simulator let go of her shirt it didn't fall back down completely. The right side of meat just stayed up on top of her bosom. Her nipple was completely exposed."Don't you dare go that,"the flight simulator warned. The men at the tables around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't matter that it was up because every sentence 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 mesa and handed her a ovalbumin t-shirt."Put that on,"the flight simulator told her. Carole turned to get up, but he stopped her."No, right here,"he said.

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

Carole followed him into a back room, behind the level, where she was left with several other miss. Each of them was wearing white jersey. The shirts were all very slenderize, to the item 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 diminished kiddie pool and water was poured down their chests. The men in the consultation all cheered and clapped as the t-shirts became invisible and their titty were completely exposed. After parading around the stagecoach several metre, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in second place. After the show, the trainer took her hinder home.

The following morning was the same routine, exercise, kitchen obligation, knack over by the staff, taken out to suck a dozen turncock, this fourth dimension her aspect was the cum target, and then put on display for the neighbors. After lunch, they went back out to the Adult Store. Keeping her naked, the Trainer walked her into the storage and over to the intimate apparel isle. As you can guess, all the men in the blank space followed them over there.

For the next distich hours, the trainer had her try on intimate apparel. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing elbow room. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in front of everyone in the store.

After she took off the last item, the flight simulator gave her the ones 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 body. She had paw all over her. They groped her ass and her mammilla. One guy even followed her up to the tabulator with his digit up her pussycat. When the Trainer turned to wait 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 following sunup and every sunup from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to take back all the heaps of the resplendence muddle men.

After tiffin that day, she was given those Saame shorts and army tank top to weary. The Trainer took her out to an afternoon showing at a topical anesthetic smut dramatic art. When they entered the dramatics, 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 theatre of operations, the Trainer gave her education."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two guys sitting in the center of the dramatic art, with a single seat between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

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

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

The two guys 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 handwriting slowly pulled her tank top up exposing her chest.

The two men took replete reward of her uncovered pap. After a endorsement of faltering, they each grabbed one and started to fondle it. When the flight simulator lifted her shirt up over her head, Carole had to pilfer her arms so he could pull it all the way off. Topless, she put her arms back down. The flight simulator sat back and let the residual happen.

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

The man on her rightfulness rolled her other teat with his fingers. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her hand and put it on his crotch. She could palpate his hard prick through his pants. He let go of her tit and unzipped his pants. Carole started to stroke his difficult cock with her hand.

When the other man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his dungaree and made her do the like to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A dyad minutes later, the man to her left put his deal behind her psyche 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 spud his load into her throat. Carole was getting thoroughly at distinguishing the unlike cum tastes and this man tasted bang-up, like he had just eaten some candy or something. It was sugariness. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his beam, 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 mo 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 succeeding to her. She followed the Trainer out of the field of operations and into the parking lot. Carole remained topless all the way back to the Master's house, but as soon as we got in the threshold, she had to overleap her shorts and remain naked.

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

After the usual morning, the trainer took her to a local airstrip ball club. Again, the trainer 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 lick at the club as a waitress for the afternoon and evening. He gave her a White bustier with matching scanty, supporter and swath. When Carole put it on, in front of the men of course, everyone saw that the top of the bustier was too small and the top of her areola peeked out."perfect tense,"the Owner told her and sent her out to train with one of the early girls.

A twosome hours later, Carole was working by herself. For the rest of the good afternoon and that eve, she worked in intimate apparel in strawman of dozens of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the evening, Carole was totally well-to-do dressed that way in front of strange men.

The adjacent afternoon Carole was taken back to the Saami night club, only this clock time she was given saltation education. By that eve, Carole was a featured dancer on the center stage. It was a Friday night and the club was packed as she stripped for the bunch. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was gallant that they all liked her soundbox 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 metre 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 former than a sex aim 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 eternal sleep, all she could retrieve about was being in the center of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The side by side morning came early. After her convention morning bit, Carole was told to appease in the kitchen and help prepare. The Master had a party planned for that evening.

Before the get-go guest arrived, Carole was given education on what to wear and what her job was going to be during the gathering. She prepared herself. She opened the room access for the 1st Edgar Guest at around seven-thirty. It was a well-dressed couple. They both smiled as they looked her over.

Carole was completely naked except for a pair of thong panties. The step-in were petite, barely covering her shave pussy and with only a string up the crack of her ass. She stood in the waiting perspective, looking down at the floor as the couple passed her. The next XX or so guests were all about the Saame. They didn't talk to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could see her body.

After all the guests had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to devise to serve deglutition. The butler put a leather collar around her cervix. He then took her weapons system and cuffed her wrists behind her spine. The Cook brought over a alloy tray and pushed it up against her stomach. The back of the tray had a strap that buckled around her trunk and then lather up her book binding that attached to the book binding of the collar. The straw man of the tray had chain that attached to the nominal head of her collar. The end result was a tray that could hold drinks without her holding onto it.

Carole's naked mammilla hovered above the tray as she took unlike interracial drinkable around the crowded sign. After a while, the guests started to have-to doe with her. As she stood and served a drink to one distich, the man behind her ran his hand 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 elbow room, the last two drinks she had were served to a imposing distich. As she turned to go, the man said,"Wait."she turned back towards him.

"Yes, Sir ?"

"You are married,"he said.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole replied.

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

"Yes, Sir."

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

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

"You think that is true ?"the man asked."You reckon your hubby likes you going through all this training ? To get wind 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.

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

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

"So, you like to have it away ?"

"Yes, Sir."

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

Carole continued serving boozing the residuum of the night. She was constantly groped as she did.

The next week started the same. Workout, breakfast, bent over, blowjobs at the entrepot, 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 future match hours, the trainer took her through spatial relation after position. He started with oral, then moved on to vaginal, then ended with anal sex positions.

He got up off the bed."You will dominate each of these stead 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 succeeding minute or so, the men made Carole give them deepthroat cock sucking.

The lensman was there to capture the action. The photographs of her cervix bulging from cocks were amazing. The film photographic camera captured her suction as well. After the shoemaker's last man came in her mouth, Carole faced the camera and said,"I love the taste sensation of cum."

The men left, but was replaced by another man. This man spent his clip with her fucking her slit. Carole, to her relief, was allowed to cum as the man fucked her. He lasted forever, moving her from attitude to position. He finally finished on her back as she was on her hands and knees.

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

Carole looked up at him as he smiled down at her."I see that you are enjoying this,"he said."That is okay, but you must think who is the authoritative one here. It is not you. You don't topic. Your job, your lonesome use in life, is to pull in the others felicitous. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your vigor and enthusiasm.

The trainer climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. He moved up and laid his cock between her sweaty tits."Push them together,"the man told her. She pushed her pap around his tool. He tit-fucked her."Open your backtalk,"he said as he reached climax. She looked down at it and opened her mouth just in time to experience his first spurt. He was a keen aim. The rest of his burden all went into her mouth and she swallowed.

For the residuum of the workweek, Carole spent each afternoon on that bed with different men. The men worked her into every position and fucked her. In the evening, she would get tit-fucked or give hand-jobs. Her days were filled with sex.

She had lost racecourse of the daytime by the end of the third week. The fourth week came, however, and she saw the alteration of agenda. 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 sleeping room and was given to two men. The men, whom she had never seen before, fucked her one after the other. When the secondment was done, the first came back for more. The men lasted all afternoon. Carole had a capital meter with them as they used her.

Tues, two dissimilar men showed up in the bedroom. These two didn't wait for each other. Instead, Carole was moved into a doggy situation and while one man mounted her from behind, the other pushed his turncock into her backtalk. The men took their time. They turned her around several metre, each of them fucking each orifice several times before they finally came.

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

Carole worked hard to ca-ca indisputable the two men had the skilful experience she could give them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally live up to with her performance.

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

Friday afternoon, three unlike men met her in the bedroom. As soon as she climbed onto the bed, the three men were on her. A mo later, she was air tight. The men all moved around her, moving to a different stead every twosome minutes. They worked her maw over all afternoon.

Finally, Saturday good afternoon, when Carole went into the bedroom, she was met with five men."Present yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into status. 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 house,"said another as he squeezed her veracious tit.

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

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

"I don't precaution about that,"another said."I just want to sleep 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 feast. He rammed his stiff shaft into her slit. She gasped outloud.

"percentage the hussy,"another man complained.

The man on Carole rolled over, bringing her with him. Now on top of the man, Carole felt another man actuate up behind her. The man grabbed her coxa and held her still for a endorsement as he pushed his cock trench into her cockeyed 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 cock into her expression. She opened her rima oris and took it in.

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

Some meter around midnight, Carole was on top of one of the men as the others all watched. The man sucked on her sore swollen nipple 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 care to them, instead concentrated on making the man fucking her happy. When she felt a man climb on and move up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to shove his rooster up her ass.

The man, instead, put his cock down next to the early prick and pushed forward. Carole gasped loudly as the man forced his way into her already occupied kitty."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 out-of-doors and spread her wide.

"Hold still,"the photographic camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took respective snap of Carole's full moon snatch."okey,"he said, letting them go back to fucking her.

A duo minutes later, the two men started to cum. Carole cried out as the two shaft inside her intumesce 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 abdomen on the bed. The tv camera Man moved up and took several pictures of her wide cattle farm 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 doll as one man pulled her up on top of him. The man easily pushed his dick into her wet unloosen pussy. The other 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 ass are you doing ?"he said."Fuck 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 breast up to his mouth and bit down hard on the pap. Carole gasped in painful sensation. She responded by moving up and down on the two dick 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 minute later, he was butt-fucking her hard and profligate. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot load up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the middle of the bed. They took her implements of war and pegleg and spread them wide. For the rest of the night, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle fille. Any time it looked like she was not fully wake up or participating to their expiation, they would slap her on the ass.

By sunup, 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 exhibitioner,"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 happen. By now, she was completely submissive. She just gave up control and let whatever was going to materialize, happen.

She didn't even count 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 open doorway and waited. The flight simulator and I shook manus."The Master believes she is quick 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, psyche bowed, looking down at the ground, with her custody behind her back.

"Please come in,"I offered. I turned to the side to allow them in. Carole followed the flight simulator into the living 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 albums 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 man of the business firm,"he said, with a big smile.

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

"goodness,"he said."Do you like your neighbors ?"

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

Carole came into the living room carrying the record album. She set them down on the java table and got back into posture to the side of the Trainer."jade,"the Trainer said without turning,"we are going to talk. While we chat, you will go to Bob's theater and offer your physical structure to the occupants."Carole didn't go fast enough."GO !"he yelled.

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

The Trainer gave me the point of the training. He told me that picture show were taken and would be provided at a later date. He gave me instruction on how to return orders to her and what to expect. When I asked about sex training, he said,"You should expect a great pot of difference. We have honed her attainment and she has had a lot of practice. During her training, she gave cock sucking to about three-hundred different men and has been fucked by about 25 dissimilar men."

"Excellent,"was all I could say.

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

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

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

"Any prison term,"I said, before hanging up.

Carole was back in her post a couple second later. I looked her over. She looked slightly flushed. She had obviously cum with Bob. Her nipples were red and swollen, obviously pulled on. Her kitty-cat lip were red and distended, obviously fucked. I smiled to myself.

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

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

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

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

As soon as the front threshold closed behind the Trainer, I dropped my bloomers and sat back down."Get over here and suck my dick,"I ordered.

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

I ordered her into a table position and I put my human foot up on her back. I picked up the earphone and called haystack."Do me a party 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 middle of the bed in the invitee bedroom with her legs spread blanket and rick throb into her. The three of us used her for the residuum of the night before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...