Brian went out for a drive, late that dark. He needed to guess, and he needed to be alone while he did it. He had the Collar on the passenger keister beside him, so that it could n't be used without his knowledge again. He had given Lilly and the two female child instructions about it, but he still felt better having it with him, where he could keep an eye on it.

He was n't really paying attention to where he was going ; just kind of driving on autopilot while he pondered what to do about the two female child Lilly had enslaved to him. He found himself in the sorry part of townspeople, but on Tuesday night, there really was n't much foot traffic. There was n't much of any dealings, really. He had n't seen any other cars in at least forty minutes, now that he thought about it.

The thing that made him consider about it was a young adult female stepped into the street, half a pulley block up from where he was, jaywalking. He slowed down, then had to stop as she came right up to his window, which he rolled down for her. She stuck her head in, and he was struck by her piercing unripened eyes, then he saw how strung out she was. This woman had 90 class old center in a typeface that was n't much more than twenty. The drugs were taking their toll on her face, because she still had the body of a teenager.

"Where ya headed, mister ?"she asked, her phonation husky and breathy at the same clip."Wan na go on a date ?"

He glanced at the shoe collar, then back at her. Another chance to see what this thing could do. He could see short jeopardy in using it on her. well, small risk on his part, anyway. He wanted to know if Lilly was in any danger, and testing conflicting bid was n't something he was will to do to Lilly, amber, or Cindy. This girl was a common street whore, with a life expectancy measured in workweek or calendar month, given her choice of lifestyle. If he broke her, the earthly concern would n't be missing out on much potential.

"Would a hundred bucks be enough to buy me a date for the rest of the night ?"he asked. She got a big grinning on her aspect and opened the room access, hopping in after he moved the Collar out of the way."I was about to go get a motel room, and some caller would be just the matter. If we get along good enough, I 'd even buy you breakfast in the morning."

"Um, well, the matter is, I need to work some to a greater extent tonight, if all I 'm gon na attain is a hundred bucks."She looked at him and bit her lip."I need to make at least three hundred before I can call it quits, or Dwayne will nonplus the whoreson out of me. He 's like, my boyfriend, ya roll in the hay ? Three hundred is what I got ta give him so I do n't get a bootleg eye."

"How about five 100 for tonight, and another five hundred for tomorrow nighttime, too ? I 'm gon na be in Ithiel Town for a couple of days, and you 're kinda pretty. Plus, you told me the the true, and I like that. portion out ?"

"Deal."She smiled, thinking about how Nice Dwayne was gon na be tomorrow when she laid the hard currency in his hand.

"Great, now film your shirt off, give it to me, and put this on."Brian handed her the arrest after turning it on, which she set in her lap before stripping off her T-shirt without a problem at all. It was nice and ardent in his car with the window back up.

This was a courteous car, a Mercedes, and she had no doubts he had the money, because of the way he was dressed and, well, just his attitude. She could smell the money on him, almost. An soft mark. The fact that he had so casually tossed her shirt into the backseat did n't concern her at all. She was used to being topless.

The moment she brought the shoe collar within cooking stove of her head, she was suffused with warmly, pleasant feeling, because she was obeying his instruction to put the arrest on. She buckled it and eagerly awaited his following request.

She was surprised that he had n't opened his fly, yet. Getting her shirt off was the overture to a blowjob, in her universe. She felt the impulse to attain out to his pants and set about, but he had n't commanded it yet, and instinctively, she knew she had to wait his order.

The leash was on it 's high scope, right where Lilly has left it. Sitting this ending to it, in the car, Brian was getting a little feedback from it, too, and he felt a niggling of the skilful touch it generated by just knowing that he was in control. dominance of the car, ascendency of himself, and control condition of this nut whore sitting following to him.

That go thought caused a slight saccade of painfulness, because he believed it to be an unkind persuasion, and instinctively he knew that she was a fellow human and deserved better. Getting addicted to drugs that killed her was a way out of this shitty life she was in, and he could secernate she did n't have many moments of delight. He could read it in her very air. Getting mellow was her only flight, so he did n't really have he right to judge her so unfairly for it.

He looked at her again, and she looked at him. Again, he was struck by the brilliance of her eyes. She was n't disposable, not at all. There was a very soul inside those eyes. He began to feel a discrete province for her, and knew it was the collar reinforcing the things he already held to be dependable. Nobody was worthless.

"It would delight me if you did n't do any drugs while you 're with me. I 'll find a piazza for you to do them, if you require it, but that will end our friendship, right then and there. All you have to do is ask, and you 'll be free."He kept looking at her, knowing that he was making another hard worker right now. He was making her dependant on him. Lilly wanted him to be a slave victor ? Bringing abode another slave would express her that he could truly be the husband she had married !

"How long can I appease with you if I do n't do any drugs ? The way I feel right now, well, I 'll never need them again !"She looked at him, hopefully. She would willingly become his slave, his devoted retainer, if he could keep her feeling like this !

"Great !"he said, smiling."But you know this good belief is going to lowest longer than you know me, right ? I mean, it 's something you 're going to feel until you do drugs again. You could feel like this the repose of your life, if you do n't fuck it up."

Her face fell."Oh, that wo n't be long, then. I 've been a fuck-up my whole life."She looked at him, close to crying."Everything that 's ever happened to me, happened because I deserved it."

"Do you feel salutary right hand now ?"he asked her. She looked at him, questioning."You feel good right now."he told her, and she smiled.

"Yes, I feel well right wing now, but I want this feeling to conclusion forever !"she said."It 's better than heroin ; it 's what I was trying to feel every clock time I did it. This is advantageously than sex !"

"Imagine how good you 'd feel if I gave you sex, then,"he smiled."I have n't paid you yet, so we do n't fuck until you have the Johnny Cash, right ?"

"I could hope you to pay me after,"she said, opening her legs and stroking her pussy through her jeans. She unbuttoned them, but he stopped her before she could unzip.

"Stop."he said."Keep your trouser on in my car. You can put your shirt back on, too. I 've got all of that spine at home, more than I can plow, really. I do n't postulate to fuck some junkie working girl and fetch nursing home some screwed up diseases to my wife."

"I know what you really want,"she said, reaching over and unbuckling his pants."Let me give it to you. This one is free."She bent down into his lap and quickly got his tool out, then wasted no time getting him into her mouth. She was sucking him before he really had a chance to protest, especially as the Collar came closer.

"This is what I really want,"he thought to himself, enjoying the tactile sensation of this beautiful little girl deep-throating him about every early clip she went down. He really stood no chance against skill such as hers, so she was a piffling surprised he lasted as long as he did, given the floor of relief she was using. Usually guys came with two minutes of what she was giving, but he lasted about six or seven.

Just before he came in her oral cavity, he pulled the car over and parked it along the street. It was a proficient thing he did, because he blacked out for a tenacious bit. The conflicting emotions he felt were amplified to an extreme by the Collar. He was defiling her by coming in her backtalk ; he knew how much Lilly hated it, and this young lady had n't been commanded to enjoy the mouthful.

He was also giving her what she so obviously wanted too, else she would not be doing those things with her tongue, right ? He held back as long as he could, but in the end, he succumbed by letting his come go, letting her taste sensation it it, letting her have all of it. Then he passed out, and let the black have him for as long as it wanted.

He came to when she was shaking him."Hey, you have to come alive up !"she said, and that did the trick. He opened his centre and saw her wearing the Collar."Please, mister, you have to tell me what to do !"

"Take that Collar off and move over it to me. Do n't say another word until it 's done."He knew that proximity to the Collar was affecting him, and he had to cease it. He switched it off the second it was in his hands.

The actor's line"yes sir"died on her sass as she took it off and gave it to him. She looked at him expectantly, awaiting another command.

"You still finger good, do n't you ?"It was almost a question, so she nodded eagerly, smiling. He smiled, nodding."beneficial, it did n't have anything to do with this, then,"and he slid it under his seat, out of great deal, to put it out of her mind."I 'm gladiolus you still feel good, especially after the way you made me feel just now. How foresightful was I out for ?"

"I do n't live, maybe a minute or so ? Long enough to scare me, but you woke right up when I called you,"she said, shrugging."Are you okay ? You really blacked out there."

"I 'm better than okay,"he smiled at her."Wide awake. I want you to suffer the wife, and my two girls. All three of them could use some blowjob moral from a young woman with your science. And I 've got you until day after tomorrow, right ?"

"Yes, sir, but nobody has ever taken me to their abode to meet their sept before, either. How old are your female child ?"She looked at him, with hope brimming in her eyes."I 've never really had any family. I was adopted, but not until I was nine ..."

"They 're both college interns, but I do n't acknowledge their exact ages."He smiled at her wryly."I only met them today, and we did n't get that far into conversation before I started fucking them. About all I really know about them is that one of them was a sapphic until today."

"What ? !"she exclaimed."Your daughter is a lesbian ?"

"No, she 's not my daughter ; she 's my sex hard worker. My wife brought the two of them home and presented them to me this afternoon. Now I have you, too, and you 're going to teach all three of them how to suck my dick properly."

He said it matter-of-factly, and she just accepted it as a matter of track, because he owned her now, at least for the next two day. It felt good to cognize that he was going to hold back her at least that long.

She knew that Dwayne was going to be a agent, but she did n't have to worry about that right field now, especially since it caused a spike of pain in the center of her head to think about it. Obeying his command felt a good deal better.

They were driving through one of the nicer neighborhoods in township, and then they pulled into a two car garage. The door closed behind them, and the lights came on. The early car in there was a Black BMW 900 series.

"Come on in and gather everyone, especially my wife, Lilly. I ca n't hold back to see he face when she sees you !"

"Are you sure that 's a good idea ? I 'm a whore."She looked down at her bare chest of drawers, then looked into the backseat where he had tossed her shirt."A half defenseless whore."

"What 's your figure ?"He saw her cut her eyes away and knew she was about to lie."William Tell me the name your they called you when you were nine."

"Mandy, short for Amanda,"she told him, looking him in the eye."I 've been calling myself Candy. That 's my whore name."

"I 'm going to devote you a new name, Mandy. I 'm going to call you Lisa, and you 're going to do to it. That 's how I 'm going to introduce you to my wife, as Lisa, and you will never tell her your first-class honours degree name, do you empathize ? Your slave public figure is Lisa, forever."

"I 'm your slave forever ?"she said, her heart lighting up with Hope."My name is Lisa !"

"Sometimes you 're going to be Candy, too,"he told her."That part of your life is n't completely over. You 're still a whore, not part of my family."He got out of the car and beckoned for her to follow him as he went into the connecting door and entered the empty kitchen."Do n't worry, I 'm going to exhibit them that you 're better than them at things I value, and how to do them properly. You 're going to be their instructor, and above them in condition, at least for a meter. Be gallant of who you are and the things you 've done."

She took his words to heart and cheered up, knowing that she was going to be corrupting some treat little housewife. There was something twistedly fun about breaking beautiful matter. That 's what was so fucked up about being a junkie.

He found his married woman sitting in her chairwoman, with Amber eating out Cindy on the level in front of her in the living way. She was stroking her puss until she saw how strung out the little blonde beside her husband was. He brought home a Joseph Hooker ! Brian could do better than this ! Lilly started to get angry until she saw the face in Brian 's eyes, warning her not to start.

Lilly took in how undernourished this girl was, and zippo could hide the fact that intravenous drugs had ravaged her muscles. Tracks dotted the insides of both her elbows, although, to her credit, she had tried to hide out that fact, as if she were n't all that proud of them. She wondered where the girl 's shirt was.

Brian cleared his throat, gathering everyone 's attention before he spoke. Lilly sat up in her chair, expecting to be introduced first, as his wife, and was a little shocked when he gathered everyone with his gaze and smiled proudly at the filth almost cowering behind him. At least she knew her billet, but she allowed Brian to motivate her in front of him as he beamed his proudest smile at them all.

"Lisa, this is my wife, Lilly, sitting in the electric chair, and these two on the floor are Cindy and Amber, my sex striver and mother to my baby. Everyone, this is Lisa, my newest slave. She was the first cyprian that came up to my car, and she 's going to teach all three of you how to suck turncock properly.
"All four of you are my slave, and I am your Master. I 'll be having early slave, and I 'll be training early superior, using you slaves to exhibit them what to do and how to properly do it.
"Every clock time I give an rescript and you obey it, you will feel pleasure. That 's an Holy Order. You will enjoy doing what I tell you to do, and the to a greater extent wrong you feel it is to do what I 'm commanding, the Thomas More pleasure you will descend from doing it.
"It is my pleasure to give you pleasure, so make pleasure from obeying my orders."

He went over and took Lilly by the arm, making her stand up.

"Come to bed with me, wife."He looked at he two girls on the floor.

"gold, Cindy, there is a guest room upstairs with two beds in it. You may go to bed after Lisa shows you both how to commit me a proper blowjob, using stuff from the fridge.
"Lisa, you will sleep on the frame tonight, and tomorrow, after breakfast, I will claim you to grant Dwayne his money. Then we will come back here."

Lilly waited until the two of them were alone in their bedroom, then put her hands on her articulatio coxae and glared at her her husband. She took in his patient smile with her steely stare and the knowing feel in his center angered her even more.

Brian was relieved to see that look in his married woman 's eyes. It meant that somewhere, deep inside, she was still her, Lilly, the beautifully independent girl who had the inner strength to bring her dreams into actuality.

He waited for her to speak first of all, but she did n't. He watched as all her feelings roiled inside her, showing themselves in every rail line of her face and the flashing of her eyes, but she could n't say anything. He was her maestro, and it was n't her seat to take to task him.

However, it was his wife he had ordered into his bedroom, and she was furious ! How dare he lend a street sporting lady junkie into their dwelling ! He had ... profaned it ! with her very presence !

Lilly was his wife, his willing slave. She had dedicated her life-time to him with her wedding vows ; that 's how a good deal being his wife meant to her. Lilly herself had a lot of stimulus in the choosing of these two young lady to be the interne volunteer for the project, the two girls she had turned into Brian 's slave in reality, unwilling slaves ; that was her giving to him. That was how much she loved him ; and this was his option ? It meant that Lilly and the two girls were no practiced than street whore junkies ; is that what he thought of his slave ? Is that what he thinks of his wife ?

Brian watched his married woman not saying anything to him for a prospicient bit, then decided that maybe her not speaking to him was a skilful matter. He was tired and he wanted some quiet so he could sleep. He 'd come More multiplication that day than he had since he was a teenager, and he definitely was n't a adolescent anymore. He silently got uncase and got into bed.

He awoke the future morning to find that Lilly was sucking his cock. She was n't doing it with anything closely to the inflammation and passion Lisa had shown finish night, so he ordered her to stop.

She came up and looked at him, disappointed."I wanted to savor your come to a greater extent than I wanted to be mad at you."

"fountainhead, you were n't sucking my putz unspoilt enough to make my come, slave."He still had n't gone past the fact that she went to log Z's still angry last night. He wanted to conclude that before

She looked hurt."Am I your wife or your slave ?"she asked."I thought you wanted me to be your married woman when we were alone like this."

"I 'm your husband ... and I need to be your overlord,"he said."When I put the pinch on Mandy end Night ... I got some feedback, or something. I could feel it changing me, making me ... More of who I already was. Reinforcing the things that defined me as me. I 'm stronger today than I was yesterday, and our wedding has reached a milepost. Things will no longer be the same between us as they have been ; both of us have changed as mass. We are no longer the kids who said those vows to each other in front of their parents, are we ?"

"What does that mean ? What ... what do I say to them when we go downstairs ?"She was totally lost, confused and looking to him for definition. She was ready to compass any straw he threw her, he saw.

There was some variety of Price to be paid from wearing the taking into custody, and he wondered if he 'd suffered any legal injury from concluding night 's picture. He hoped not, but that was all he could do. All he had were subjective judgments and his own ( possibly flawed ) recollections.

"I 'm your husband. I 'm your Master, too. I 'm the original of all those daughter downstairs. Your place is up here with me, and it 's downstairs, on your knees with them, too."

"You do n't want me to kneel, up here, when I 'm with you ?"she asked, looking a piffling hurt.

"You can kneel for me when you 've learned to to please me properly,"he said roughly."You made slaves out of early women who suck my shaft better than you do. This is your punishment ; you do n't get to taste my seminal fluid again. They do."

"But ..."she was still looking bewildered and confused. She was fighting the shoe collar ; trying to keep her identity. She had put the neckband on and vowed to be his sex striver in social club to demonstrate for amber and Cindy, but she had n't promised HIM while wearing it. She needed to resolve this in her own mind in order to accept any peace.

"Let me make this simpleton for you, Lilly. When your standing or sitting, or laying down, you 're my wife. You 're Lilly, with Lilly 's thinking, and job, and life. When you 're on your knees, you are a slave. MY slave. When you are on your knees, you are no different than any of my other slaves ; you exist solely to pleasure me.
Does that help you realise ? Can you go to mould today and do your job, without letting them know that the choker has been built and used ?"

"Yes, that helps immensely !"she gushed, looking relieved, then her face screwed up and she began to cry."I 'm good-for-nothing I could n't suck it good enough. What I was doing was always proficient enough before. If you want me to learn how to do it intimately, I will. I love you, Brian. I 'll do anything so that you love me back. I 'm deplorable, I 'm so sorry I 'm not good enough !"

She watched his get dressed as she knelt on the floor, sobbing quietly. She could evidence from his verbalism he was weighing his words before he spoke, choosing them carefully.

"Lilly, you 're a large married woman ; the best I could ever hope for. It 's slut breeding you require, but I have to the full faith that you can learn how to please me in those, areas, as well."He paused at the doorway, looking over his shoulder at her."I know you know to do it already ; it 's just that you never really yourself go like that. I know you know how to be a grownup adulteress than any whore I can contribute house. ”