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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will impart you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick John Brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her titty are large, total, and cancel with just a tip of sag. Each titty is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful rophy around her protruding gruelling teat. Her crocked stomach is directly and her ass is heavily and round. She always keeps her kitty shaved, except for a small area of hair above her clit. Her pussy sass are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets stimulate.

I, on the former bridge player, am a tall, thin, average out looking guy, but I always keep myself in respectable human body. My C. H. Best attribute was my stopcock. I am over nine inches long and am very wooden-headed, all the way to the bellied mushroom-like header. What my married woman, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes mild. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest mess.

This story is true, with some change like figure and date. I also took some liberty to coalesce some experiences so the fib would not hale on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this level has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

I love my wife. The more time I spent with her, after the wedding, the Sir Thomas 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 spectacular in every way. She was astounded at how farseeing I could keep going. Even after I came, I could continue to fuck her. She had multiple orgasms each clock time we had sex.

She started to discover how much she enjoyed being dominated. I would ‘ club'her to do something, maybe even yell at her, and a chill would run down her thorn. Sometimes, I could even see some goosebumps originate up all over her body. A brace of times, I tied her hands to the bed berth and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a couple times that week and made her display her breast. When we went out, I wouldn't let her put on a bra and make her unbutton her shirt so far down that her titmouse were so exposed that her areola could be seen. All the men around us couldn't go along their eyes off of her. She loved all the attention and the whole thing turned her on.

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

That commencement Sunday, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner and told her we were going to touch someone after. I wouldn't assure her where or with whom, but I had a Brobdingnagian grin on his face. She trusted me, so she just sat back and enjoyed the ride. It was a beautiful night and the ceiling was down, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the evening.

We pulled up into a long private road that led to a large house. It was a house by anyone's definition."You know this guy ?"she asked, surprised by the highlife of the business firm and yard.

"Just by talking to him on the phone,"I admitted."well, and by repute. He is highly recommended."She wasn't sure what that meant, but she let it go.

A large man, the Samuel Butler, met us at the door and led us to a large elbow room."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two with child leather chairs."The headmaster will be right in."The Butler didn't even see at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the chairs. A couple arcminute later, the Master came in the room.

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

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

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

She walked over and stood adjacent to me.

"Obviously, she needs training,"the Master told me.

"That's why I'm here,"I said with a smile."I am so happy that you have decided to take her on. I am very appreciative, and realize all the rules."

"So you know that she will be here for four hebdomad and that she will be required to discharge every stage of the breeding ?"

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

"waiting, 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 stupid girl, but a slew is a deal."

I stood and shook the professional's hand."Thank you. will you call me when you are done, or do I squall you ?"

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

"Thank you again,"I said.

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

I held my finger up to her backtalk."Shhh,"I hushed her."Do everything you are told. Don't trouble, we have the rest of our sprightliness to enjoy what you will learn here."I held my hired man out."feed me your clothes."

Even though she was scared to expiry, 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 twin weeks. Have fun."I turned and left the room.

**The rest is as remembered by Carole**

A min 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 fiddling, but she followed. He led her down a long hallway, into the kitchen area and down a second staircase. At the bottom of the inning of the dark-skinned staircase was a big wooden doorway. The butler opened it and went in.

A huge room opened up in front of her. Along both English of the elbow room were small cellular phone. They had bars and a jail door. Inside each was a small bed, a board with a mirror and a chair. At one end of each mobile phone was a pot. The two mobile phone on the right were void, but the first one on the left was total. There were au naturel men everywhere. As the Butler led me passed the 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 drive made the bed springs squeak and the bedframe bang loudly against the wall. The other men in the jail cell all watched, obviously waiting their turning. SHE couldn't order how many men were in there, but the post was good with even Thomas More men waiting outside the cubicle. The men were of all shapes and size of it. There were tall ones, light ones, boney ones, fat ones ... Negroid, Elwyn Brooks White, Asiatic, Hispanic American ... all form were in pipeline. various of them turned and looked at her, smiling and looking up and down her naked body.

Carole stopped for a second as the blonde turned and looked towards her. The woman's face was laced with dehydrated, and wet, cum. Her manifestation was void, she had a glazed over facial expression in her optic. Carole wasn't even sure she saw her ...

The Samuel Butler pushed her into the electric cell next to the blonde's and closed the door with a metallic clang. The room was stark and barren. The level was cold on her mere feet."Make up your bed,"the Butler told her."someone will be back in the morning to get you to jump your training."

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

Carole tried to ignore it as she made her bed and then sat down. She looked around the cell with tears forming in her middle. She didn't really understand what was happening. How could I provide her here ? We had only been married for two workweek and I sent her to this place. For what ? What was happening ? She started to cry.

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

In her dreams Carole saw a man sitting in the cell with her. It startled her awake. Then she discovered it wasn't a ambition. When she opened her center, she saw a bombastic man was sitting in the death chair in her cell, staring at her. Surprised, Carole instinctively grabbed the sheet of paper and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."full point that,"he said harshly."push the covers back down. Uncover your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right hand, discover yourself to me. You must learn that your body is not yours. It belongs to your overlord and whomever your Master gives it to."He stopped for a second and then continued."Push them down further. That's rightfulness, labor them all the way off. disperse your stage, read me your pussy."She followed instructions."You are very young, beautiful, and sexy. You will be enjoyed."The man stood."Get out of bed and take after me."

Carole followed the man, who she would soon find out was her main Trainer, as he led her out of the dungeon. In the cell next to hers, the blonde was still tied to her bed with another man on top of her. There weren't as many men in her cell, but there were still a distich waiting for their turn.

Carole's Trainer led her up the stairs and into a small gymnasium."Every morning at six, you will add up up here and stick with a strict physical exercise regimen. This is your Fitness Instructor,"her flight simulator said as he pointed at a man sitting on a weight Bench."He will show you what to do."

The Fitness teacher walked over to Carole as her Trainer turned and left the elbow room. He walked around her, measuring her up. Then he started running his bridge player all over her naked consistency. He squeezed her ass and said,"Nice. Young and firm."He lifted her boob with his paw and commented,"natural and still firm."

After several minutes of fondling, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the succeeding time of day, he ran her through a stringent workout, working every part of her body. For the concluding set of exercises, he made her lay back on a judiciary, with her stooge at the border of the bench, 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 hard cock into her. He didn't stoppage until he was all the way inside me, then he said,"squeezing my dick."She barred down and squeezed her puss around him. For the next couple minutes, he made her clamp down on his prick for a second and then acquittance. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining more control as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."Keep doing it."As she continued, he started to get out himself out of her. When he was almost out, he pushed it back in. She kept it up as he started to bang her faster. It wasn't long before he pulled all the way out of her and shot his load onto her tummy. She was concentrating too hard to really delight it, but she must possess done something right wing ... or so she thought.

"You will have to work on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your sole aim in sprightliness is to provide delight. Practice it."He turned and left the room.

The Samuel Butler came in a back later, right on cue."Follow me,"he turned and walked. She followed. He led her to the shower bath room. It was a turgid open shower, like an old gym would have. The full elbow room was tiled with a cardinal pole with shower heads and temperature handles."clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your rain shower, go through there,"he pointed to an adjoining room."You will find everything you need in there."

She turned on one of the showerheads and started cleaning herself up. All of a sudden, two men burst into the shower room carrying the blond from the cell next to mine. She looked worn out. She was walking bow-legged and could barely stomach on her own. She was covered in dry out cum. The two men put her down on the floor and then turned the coldness H2O on her. She yelled out in stupor. The men laughed as they left.

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

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

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

"Then take it from me,"she said."Do what they tell you to do. The penalization for not complying is often worse that doing it in the commencement place."

Carole just nodded. She watched the girl as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. Long blonde haircloth, all the way down to her ass, pretty face, and nice sized boob, with big thick mammilla. Then Carole saw her tattoos. On her left shoulder, on the book binding, were the words, ‘ Born to fuck'and in the small of her spine were the password, ‘ Property of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a span minutes later. The training was to start immediately, so was the sex."seminal fluid on, gripe, follow me."He turned around and started back up the step. Carole followed him back up to the kitchen. There was another man there, the Cook. He was busy with cleanup and didn't twist around until the Butler spoke."Here is our new trollop trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

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

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

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

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

"Yes, Sir,"Carole repeated.

The Cook's mitt 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 trouser and pulled out his dick. He moved up behind her and pushed her shoulder joint forward, bending her over slightly. The move made her tits hang, which the Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The Butler took clench of her hips and pushed his severely cock up into her from behind. Almost instinctively, her ripe hand went down to her twat. Carole started rubbing her clit."No,"the Butler scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her manpower and pulled them to the pocket-sized of her back. He held onto her articulatio radiocarpea as he pounded into her.

The Butler was skilled. The sex felt wonderful to her and he brought her oh so close down to orgasm, but she just couldn't. He lasted a foresightful sentence before he finally started to cum. As soon as he started, he pulled his big prick out of her and germinate his payload up her back.

"My turn,"the James Cook said, his hands finally leaving her boob. He turned her around, keeping her bent grass over, and pushed his shaft into her wet afford pussy. He too grabbed her arms and held them just like the butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the butler.

This fucking with no 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 Butler's on her cover. Cum ran down her back, pooled in her down in the mouth rachis and then ran down her incline and her ass.

They both stood back and looked at her. Carole was flush. Her face was red. Her mamilla were intemperately and swell up. Her pussy tingled, its sass red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get spoilt and Thomas More intense.

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

"Nice body but average performance,"the butler responded."She'll get better after some training, though."He smiled.

"They always do,"the Cook smiled back.

"ejaculate on, slut,"the Samuel Butler said."I need to designate you your responsibilities."

The pantryman told her that after her shower she was supposed to suffice the Master his breakfast. After he was done, s had to cleanse the dish off the mesa. When the table was uninfected, she could eat her breakfast in the kitchen. Then she had to pick the kitchen. Finally, when the kitchen was cleaned to the Captain Cook's satisfaction, she was to lead off her training.

Carole's trainer came into the kitchen and went with her as she, still naked, carried out the Master's breakfast and poured his coffee bean. 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 plow a man, unless the man addresses you first,"he told her."If you speak, you will always add Sir, Ma'am, Master, or fancy woman to your response. Do you understand ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

After breakfast, Carole cleaned up the table and took the dish aerial into the kitchen. She ate her breakfast and then started washing all the ravisher in the swallow hole. As she leaned over the cesspool, the Cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his subdivision around her waist. He started grinding his crotch into her bare ass. She stopped washing, not sure what was expected of her.

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

As soon as Carole started back, he bent her forward slightly and pushed his stiff cock back up inside her. It was hard to keep washing the dishes as the man fucked her. Carole's torso reacted to the sex, while she tried to keep her engrossment 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 other end of the kitchen, watching the whole prison term. The pantryman was standing following to him and wearing a huge smiling. The trainer looked at him and nodded.

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

Carole was led back down to the shower elbow room and the flight simulator told her to clean up. He continued to watch her. By now she was so sexually frustrated that she was shaking and she couldn't even pleasure herself. He was watching.

After Carole was dried off and her tomentum 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 rest of the afternoon, Carole was taken through a myriad of different positions by the lensman. It started out pretty composure at first, with her just standing or sitting in a pattern pose, but then got more and More lewd. He made her cup her titty in her men and then pinch and pull on her nipples. He made her slug each of her pap. He moved her into different sex positions, making for sure that everything was exposed.

The session took a couple hours and he took various hundred photograph. When he was finally done, he called the trainer back to pick her up.

"She cooperate ?"the flight simulator asked.

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

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

The photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her stifle in front of him as he unzipped his pants. She reached in and pulled out his gruelling pecker. She sucked it until he came in her oral fissure. 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 beginning of a very turgid assemblage by me. After this initial photo sitting, the Photographer frequently visited and took candid scene of her during her preparation. At the end of each week, I would get a rescue of a big collection of photographs.

After dinner that dark, Carole was given teaching on how to stand in figurehead of a man. She stood there au naturel, caput bowed, looking down at the floor, her back straight, drop the ball pushed out, presented, articulatio radiocarpea crossed behind her in the small of her back, feet shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the rules of the ruler of the sign of the zodiac.

"You are not allowed to wear any wear in this menage, unless specifically instructed to do so,"the trainer told her."You will never turn away a man's progress, no matter what the requirement. Your body belongs to the master copy of this menage and he has ordered you to be completely available to everyone. You will follow every rule and every statement to the letter. You will always be implemental to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a piece of meat, you are here for the pleasure of others. You will keep yourself clean and fully shaved at all times. All of your holes will be ready for sex at all times. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any time without express permission."He paused for a second."Do you interpret ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you submit completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The rest of the week was getting into the calendar method of birth control of things. Every break of day stated with exercise, which included the stopcock squeezing drill. Carole was to increase the f number and intensity as she got better at it. After breakfast and clean up, which always involved the Cook and the Butler deflexion her over the swallow hole or counter and fucking her, she was taken by the Trainer to a way to discover and practice session her striver positions.

The first object lesson were on standing positions. A position of attention, a waiting post and a couple of inspection positions. The first two were pretty much just standing there, but the review was very open air and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her leg paste and her hands behind her oral sex. He brought in all the house staff to look at her and commentary. The photographer took pictures.

The men put their hands on her and groped her. The butler ran his fingers back and forth over her pussy. When his fingers parted her lip, 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 time, she had not been allowed an climax. She was getting very frustrated. They were teasing her and they knew it.

The Trainer told her to ferment around with the program line of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the wall, branch spread and her hands on the wall. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the Cook said, with his hand firmly on her unexpended cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling positions. Most of her time was on her knees with her hands resting on her thighs, palm facing up towards the roof, but sometimes she had her bridge player behind her caput, which was more than of a kneeling inspection position. Resting spatial relation was her sitting cross-legged with her hands in her lap.

Then Carole was taught a couple of hands and knees positioning. The Trainer had her in the Table position for some time as he sat in a professorship and put his feet on her back. She stayed there, on her hands and knees, until he released her. She also spent a lot of sentence in the Humble perspective. On her human knee with her arms pushed out in front of her on the floor and her aspect to the floor. This position raised her fanny up into the air and was very bring out feeling.

There were several more, mostly mutant of the like. Carole practiced them all until she could quickly get into whatever position 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 just trouble Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that entire first of all week. It wasn't until Sunday night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the living room, where the business firm staff had gathered and she was given a large dildo and told to jack off. She didn't guardianship that they all watched her, she needed to cum so badly. They stopped her after she had cum five sentence in battlefront of them.

The arcsecond week of training started on Mon. This meter, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limousine and taken to an adult Bookstore. Still completely naked, she was not sure what was happening, as she got out of the car. The flight simulator and the lensman took her in through the dorsum door and told to wait in a movie booth. Carole sat on a stool. At one end of the long room was a screen, to watch out porno motion-picture show. Along both side walls were respective holes at crotch level.

The photographer set up a moving picture camera at the threshold of the room. When he said he was ready, men started pushing their cocks through the holes in the walls. The Trainer gave her instructions."Suck them one at a prison term until you have sucked the all. Take their cum on your tits. Understand ?"

Carole was a minuscule shocked at the decree, but knew effective than to disobey."Yes, Sir,"she said. One at a prison term, she sucked off each man until they were ready to cum. She pointed the bursting cocks at her pectus as she pumped their cocks with her hand. She took each of their dozens on her tits. By the time she finished all twelve of them, her oral cavity and jaw were very sore and her tits were covered with cum.

Carole was taken back out of the entrepot and into the waiting car, but this time went out the look door. The store was fully of male customer who all stared as she walked naked through the memory. The Trainer paraded her for all to see through the parking lot, around the construction and into the car.

The trainer gave her his critique on the way back to the Master's house."You need to run harder,"he told her."When you suck strut, you will deep-throat each, read ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"Good,"he said with a smile."You are going to get plenteousness of practice, so you will get better. You are going to do this every day from now until training ends."

That shocked her. Carole was going to suffer to ease up a 12 blowjobs to nail unknown every morning for the adjacent three weeks. The Trainer saw the worry on her font and smiled."The life of a sex slave,"is all he said.

After a knuckle down place refresher, Carole was told to go out into the back yard and sun herself. Even though the vast back yard was fenced in, the neighbors all had two story hall and anyone in the second chronicle of those theater could see her. She laid down next to the pond and got some sun. Right after lunch, 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 sculpture, she was paraded up and down the beach in presence of everyone."Your dead body is always available for viewing,"the trainer told her."Never deny anyone from seeing it. You are here to be exposed. Your consistence was made to be shown and seen."Several clock time, he stopped and put sunscreen on her, rubbing it all over her trunk with his paw. He kept her out there all afternoon.

Around dinner party clock time, he took her back to the car and drove her to a beachside bar."Here, put these on,"he said, handing her a couplet of short pants 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 were really short and cockeyed and the shirt was a tank top that had been shortened with some scissors. The shirt was barely long enough to cover her boobs. From the right angle, it was well-to-do to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a nerve center mesa and ordered some boozing. The Owner of the bar came over and greeted the trainer. They obviously were old supporter."Your novel trainee ?"the Owner asked. The Trainer nodded."Nice,"the Owner said."Bring her here for the competition ?"

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

The possessor's eyes lit up and he smiled."Yeah, looks like it."

When the trainer let go of her shirt it didn't fall back down completely. The right slope just stayed up on top of her boob. Her nipple was completely exposed."Don't you dare affect that,"the Trainer warned. The men at the tables around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't subject that it was up because every metre she took a drinkable, the shirt came up with her arm and exposed most of both nipples anyway.

After they ate dinner, the possessor returned to our tabular array and handed her a Patrick White jersey."Put that on,"the trainer told her. Carole turned to get up, but he stopped her."No, right here,"he said.

She looked around at all the men looking at her. Slowly, she pulled her tank top up and replaced it with the jersey. There were smiling men all around her. The Owner said,"Come with me."

Carole followed him into a back room, behind the level, where she was left with several other girls. Each of them was wearing white t-shirts. The shirts were all very slim, to the point of being almost transparent. A few minutes later, they were all called out onto the stage.

One at a time, they were told to stand in a small kiddie pool and water was poured down their chests. The men in the hearing all cheered and clapped as the t-shirts became invisible and their pap were completely exposed. After parading around the stage several sentence, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in second situation. After the show, the trainer took her game home.

The future morning was the same procedure, recitation, kitchen responsibility, bent over by the staff, taken out to soak up a dozen cocks, this clock time her face was the cum mark, and then put on display for the neighbors. After luncheon, they went back out to the Adult depot. Keeping her naked, the flight simulator walked her into the store and over to the lingerie isle. As you can ideate, all the men in the place followed them over there.

For the next distich hours, the Trainer had her try on lingerie. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing way. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in movement of everyone in the store.

After she took off the last item, the Trainer gave her the 1 he wanted to buy and made her follow him up to the retort. On the way through the crowd, several of the men touched her soundbox. She had men all over her. They groped her ass and her mamilla. One guy even followed her up to the counter with his finger up her pussy. When the flight simulator turned to look at him, he quickly pulled it out of her.

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

The next morning and every sunrise from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to bury all the loads of the glory hole men.

After dejeuner that day, she was given those same shorts and tank car top to wear. The flight simulator took her out to an afternoon showing at a topical anesthetic porn theater. When they entered the dramatics, the moving picture was already playing. It was dingy and they stood at the entranceway for a pair minutes until their eye adjusted.

When he could see around the theater, the Trainer gave her instructions."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two guy rope sitting in the midriff of the field, with a single hind end between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

pursual instruction, Carole walked up the aisle. Carole said,"Excuse me,"as she stepped over the initiative 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 girl getting fucked doggy-style. The men next to her were trying not to be obvious, but she saw them both taking nimble facial expression at her during the show.

Carole hadn't seen him, but the Trainer had moved into the arse directly behind her. She felt a pair of hired man move onto her shoulders. 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 Trainer behind her. Then they smiled and looked back at her as the flight simulator's manpower slowly pulled her tank top up exposing her chest.

The two men took full advantage of her uncovered tits. After a second of hesitation, they each grabbed one and started to fondle it. When the flight simulator lifted her shirt up over her head, Carole had to rear her weapon so he could root for it all the way off. Topless, she put her arm back down. The Trainer sat back and let the rest happen.

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

The man on her rightfield rolled her early tit with his fingerbreadth. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her mitt and put it on his fork. She could feel his hard cock through his pants. He let go of her tit and unzipped his pants. Carole started to stroke his hard cock with her hand.

When the early man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his jean and made her do the same to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A mates arcminute later, the man to her left put his mitt behind her heading and pulled her face down onto his cock.

Carole took his tool into her mouth and started sucking. When she deep-throated him, he let out a loud moan and charge his lode into her pharynx. Carole was getting good at distinguishing the different cum mouthful and this man tasted great, like he had just eaten some confect or something. It was unfermented. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his shaft, she sat back up and smiled at the man.

The early man quickly pulled her down onto him. The act was repeated. Carole sucked the second man dry in a couple bit. 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 adjacent to her. She followed the trainer out of the theater 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 doorway, she had to drop her shortstop 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 flight simulator took her to a topical anaesthetic strip order. Again, the flight simulator knew the proprietor. The trainer just handed her over to the man. After the owner looked over her naked body, he told her that she was going to work at the club as a waitress for the afternoon and evening. He gave her a white bustier with matching panties, supporter and belt. When Carole put it on, in front line of the men of course, everyone saw that the top of the bustier was too pocket-size and the top of her areolas peeked out."perfective,"the Owner told her and sent her out to train with one of the other girls.

A distich minute later, Carole was working by herself. For the repose of the afternoon and that evening, she worked in lingerie in front of heaps of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the evening, Carole was totally comfortable dressed that way in nominal head of strange men.

The next afternoon Carole was taken back to the Saami society, only this meter she was given dancing instructions. By that eventide, Carole was a featured terpsichorean on the center stage. It was a Fri night and the clubhouse was packed as she stripped for the bunch. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was majestic that they all liked her organic structure and looking at her, and she was surprised at the sum of money she made, even though everything she earn went to the Owner.

Carole had a great metre that Nox being ‘ objectified'by all those men. She knew they all wanted to fuck her, to use her, they didn't see her as anything other than a sex object and Carole loved it. She was so turned on and hot when she got back to the house she could barely stick out it. That night Carole couldn't sleep, all she could think about was being in the middle of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The following cockcrow came early. After her normal first light bit, Carole was told to delay in the kitchen and assist prepare. The master had a political party planned for that evening.

Before the first node arrived, Carole was given pedagogy on what to fag and what her job was going to be during the gathering. She prepared herself. She opened the door for the starting time Edgar Albert Guest at around seven-thirty. It was a well-dressed couple. They both smiled as they looked her over.

Carole was completely bare except for a pair of thong pantie. The panties were tiny, barely covering her shaven slit and with only a string up the crack of her ass. She stood in the waiting position, looking down at the floor as the couple passed her. The next XX or so guests were all about the Same. They didn't public lecture to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could look at her body.

After all the guests had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to prepare to serve drinks. The Samuel Butler put a leather collar around her neck. He then took her arms and cuffed her wrists behind her back. The Captain James Cook brought over a metallic element tray and pushed it up against her stomach. The book binding of the tray had a strap that buckled around her torso and then slash up her vertebral column that attached to the rachis of the apprehension. The front line of the tray had chains that attached to the nominal head of her catch. The end result was a tray that could hold boozing without her holding onto it.

Carole's naked tits hovered above the tray as she took different mixed drinks around the crowded house. After a while, the node started to extend to her. As she stood and served a beverage to one couplet, the man behind her ran his hired hand down her ass. He cupped the boldness 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-place two drinks she had were served to a recognize span. As she turned to go, the man said,"Wait."she turned back towards him.

"Yes, Sir ?"

"You are married,"he said.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole replied.

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

"Yes, Sir."

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

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

"You think that is truthful ?"the man asked."You think your hubby likes you going through all this preparation ? To learn how to be a strumpet ? To get fucked by all those men ? You think he wants that ?"

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

"How old are you ?"

"Nineteen,"SHE replied.

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

"About a month."

The lady started to laugh.

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

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

"So, you like to bang ?"

"Yes, Sir."

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

Carole continued serving deglutition the repose of the night. She was constantly groped as she did.

The next week started the like. Workout, breakfast, bent grass over, blowjobs at the shop, but after luncheon it changed. That Monday, Carole was taken into a room with a orotund bed in it. The trainer took her over to it and she climbed on. For the side by side dyad hours, the Trainer took her through position after post. He started with oral, then moved on to vaginal, then ended with anal sex positions.

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

The photographer was there to capture the action. The pic of her cervix bulging from pecker were amazing. The movie camera captured her sucking as well. After the net man came in her mouth, Carole faced the camera and said,"I love the taste of cum."

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

The following man ass-fucked her. He expertly moved her from position to office 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 fine, but you must think who is the significant one here. It is not you. You don't matter. Your job, your exclusive purpose in animation, is to take a leak the others well-chosen. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your energy and enthusiasm.

The Trainer climbed onto the bed and straddled her stomach. He moved up and laid his cock between her sweaty tit."Push them together,"the man told her. She pushed her tits around his cock. He tit-fucked her."Open your mouth,"he said as he reached coming. She looked down at it and opened her oral cavity just in time to obtain his number 1 spurt. He was a great aim. The residual of his encumbrance all went into her oral cavity and she swallowed.

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

She had lost raceway of the daytime by the end of the third base week. The 4th week came, however, and she saw the modification of schedule. Everything she had learned was still drilled. She had to perform everything each day, but after luncheon things changed.

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

Tues, two dissimilar men showed up in the bedchamber. These two didn't delay for each other. Instead, Carole was moved into a pooch billet and while one man mounted her from behind, the other pushed his prick into her mouth. The men took their fourth dimension. They turned her around respective times, each of them fucking each opening several times before they finally came.

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

Carole worked hard to pee-pee sure the two men had the best experience she could give them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally satisfy with her performance.

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

Friday good afternoon, three different men met her in the bedroom. As soon as she climbed onto the bed, the three men were on her. A arcminute later, she was air tight. The men all moved around her, moving to a dissimilar post every couple minutes. They worked her kettle of fish over all afternoon.

Finally, Saturday afternoon, when Carole went into the chamber, she was met with five men."demonstrate yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into position. The men moved up around her. The ever-present Camera Man moved around and took photos.

"This is going to be fun,"one of the men said as he moved around behind her.

A man grabbed her ass."Nice and tight,"he said.

"Yeah, Pres Young and business firm,"said another as he squeezed her flop tit.

"I'm so gladiolus your married man has sent you here,"one of them said.

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

"I don't aid about that,"another said."I just want to have it off 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 spreading. He rammed his stiff putz into her slit. She gasped outloud.

"share the slut,"another man complained.

The man on Carole rolled over, bringing her with him. Now on top of the man, Carole felt another man move up behind her. The man grabbed her hips and held her still for a secondly as he pushed his cock deep into her tight 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 rooster into her face. She opened her mouth 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 clock time 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 other men said,"Go ahead."

"Yeah, do it,"said another.

Carole, didn't pay any attention to them, instead concentrated on making the man fucking her well-chosen. When she felt a man climb on and impress up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to squeeze his shaft up her ass.

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

The men watching laughed and cheered.

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

"time lag still,"the photographic camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took several snaps of Carole's full moon puss."O.K.,"he said, letting them go back to fucking her.

A mates minutes later, the two men started to cum. Carole cried out as the two cocks inside her swelled and exploded.

Finished, the man behind her pulled out and got up off the bed. The man under her pushed her off him. She fell onto her abdomen on the bed. The Camera Man moved up and took several word picture of her wide facing pages leaking pussy.

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

Two men got on the bed with Carole. She was almost a gimp skirt as one man pulled her up on top of him. The man easily pushed his putz into her wet unloose pussy. The former man moved up and pushed his cock into her as well. Carole groaned as she was double-penetrated again.

The man under her pushed her up and looked at her face."What the roll in the hay are you doing ?"he said."screwing us, bitch."The man slapped her expression. Carole started to slowly respond. Not fast enough, though, for the man under her. He pulled one of her tits up to his oral cavity and bit down hard on the nipple. Carole gasped in botheration. She responded by moving up and down on the two turncock inside her.

It wasn't long before the putz exploded inside her. The two men pushed her off of them and got up. Carole just laid on the bed, on her stomach. The last man moved up adjacent to the bed."fountainhead, 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 arcminute later, he was butt-fucking her hard and quick. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot load up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the eye of the bed. They took her arms and legs and unfold them wide-eyed. For the rest of the dark, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle girl. Any time it looked like she was not fully awake or participating to their gratification, they would slap her on the ass.

By morning, 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 hold a shower,"the Trainer 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 come about. By now, she was completely submissive. She just gave up control and let whatever was going to pass off, happen.

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

I stood in the spread out doorway and waited. The Trainer and I shook hands."The skipper believes she is set up to be returned to you,"he told me. He turned and looked at Carole, who was still standing naked behind him on the porch. She stood, head bowed, looking down at the ground, with her hands behind her back.

"Please come in,"I offered. I turned to the side to admit them in. Carole followed the Trainer into the living way. I sat down in my big leather chair. The Trainer sat in the former chair and Carole stood to his side.

"I have brought several more albums of photo with me,"the Trainer told me. They are still in the car. He turned to Carole."Go get them,"he ordered. Carole immediately turned and left."Hope you don't have a job with your wife walking naked in front of the house,"he said, with a big smile.

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

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

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

Carole came into the life elbow room carrying the albums. She set them down on the coffee table and got back into billet to the side of the flight simulator."slovenly woman,"the flight simulator said without turning,"we are going to lecture. While we chat, you will go to Bob's planetary house and offer your torso to the occupants."Carole didn't run fast enough."GO !"he yelled.

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

The Trainer gave me the details of the training. He told me that movies were taken and would be provided at a later date. He gave me instructions on how to give orders to her and what to expect. When I asked about sex education, he said,"You should expect a heavy mess of difference. We have honed her skills and she has had a lot of recitation. During her training, she gave blowjobs to about three-hundred dissimilar men and has been fucked by about twenty-five different men."

"Excellent,"was all I could say.

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

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

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

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

Carole was back in her status a couple minutes 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 pussy lips 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 post. I turned towards her and gave her the house rules. At the end, I asked her,"Do you consent to those convention ?"

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

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

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

As soon as the front room access closed behind the trainer, I dropped my pants and sat back down."Get over here and nurse my tool,"I ordered.

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

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

An 60 minutes later, Carole was in the middle of the bed in the Edgar Guest bedroom with her wooden leg spread wide-eyed and sprain throb into her. The three of us used her for the rest of the night before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...