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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will have you some desktop and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a repository. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thickheaded brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her white meat are enceinte, full, and natural with just a intimation of sag. Each bosom is tipped by large round light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard teat. Her tight stomach is categoric and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a small area of tomentum above her clit. Her cunt lips are equally amazing. They are foresighted, but not too long, and distend and open like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My unspoilt attribute was my dick. I am over nine inches long and am very thickset, all the way to the bulblike mushroom-like head. What my wife, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes.

This narrative is confessedly, with some alterations like names and dates. I also took some autonomy to flux some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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

I love my wife. The Sir Thomas More time I spent with her, after the nuptials, the more she learned. I taught her how she could be herself and why it was okeh for her to be herself. The week after our honeymoon was amazing. The sex was prominent in every way. She was astounded at how retentive I could keep going. Even after I came, I could stay to make out her. She had multiple orgasms each time we had sex.

She started to see how practically she enjoyed being dominated. I would ‘ guild'her to do something, maybe even yell at her, and a chill would run down her vertebral column. Sometimes, I could even see some goosebumps rise up all over her soundbox. A couple of times, I tied her hands to the bed spot and fucked her. She loved it.

I took her out a twosome prison term that week and made her show her tit. When we went out, I wouldn't let her wear a bra and wee-wee her unbutton her shirt so far down that her tits were so exposed 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 whole matter turned her on.

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

That first Sunday, after the honeymoon, I took her out to dinner party and told her we were going to conform to someone after. I wouldn't severalize her where or with whom, but I had a huge smile on his boldness. She trusted me, so she just sat back and enjoyed the ride. It was a beautiful night and the roof was down, so she just closed her middle and enjoyed the evening.

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

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

A gravid man, the Butler, met us at the door and led us to a large room."Please, have a seat Sir,"he pointed at the two large leather electric chair."The Master will be right in."The Butler didn't even await at Carole before he left the room. We sat down in the professorship. A duad minute of arc later, the lord 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 electric chair,"he said in a commanding voice.

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

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

She walked over and stood future to me.

"Obviously, she needs breeding,"the master key 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 calendar week and that she will be required to complete every phase of the breeding ?"

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

"Wait, what ?"She said, with some business 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 deal is a deal."

I stood and shook the sea captain's hired man."Thank you. bequeath you call me when you are done, or do I call you ?"

"We will call you when the training is complete."The passe-partout looked over at Carole."You can take 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 lips."Shhh,"I hushed her."Do everything you are told. Don't worry, we have the residual of our lives to enjoy what you will take here."I held my hired man out."Give me your clothes."

Even though she was scared to death, she took off all her clothes and gave them to me. I stepped back and looked Carole up and down."God, you are so beautiful."Then I took ahold of her and kissed her. When I released her I said,"See you in a couple hebdomad. Have fun."I turned and left the room.

**The rest period is as remembered by Carole**

A minute later, the Butler returned and walked over to her."cum with me, you slut,"the pantryman said. He turned and walked towards the door. What he called her stung a piddling, but she followed. He led her down a long hallway, into the kitchen domain and down a rearward stairway. At the bottom of the dark staircase was a big wooden room access. The Butler opened it and went in.

A vast way opened up in front of her. Along both sides of the room were small cellular telephone. They had measure and a jail threshold. Inside each was a small bed, a table with a mirror and a chair. At one end of each cell was a throne. The two cells on the right were discharge, but the first one on the left was replete. 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 light-haired charwoman. Her weaponry were tied to the headboard of the bed ... ropes around her carpus tied to each of the top bedposts.

There was a large man on top of her, fucking her. He was pounding into her so voiceless, the movement made the bed natural spring squeak and the bedframe bang loudly against the wall. The former men in the cell all watched, obviously waiting their turn. SHE couldn't assure how many men were in there, but the place was full with even more men waiting outside the cell. The men were of all shapes and sizes. There were magniloquent ones, short single, tightfitting ones, fat ones ... Black, White, Asian, Hispanic ... all kinds were in line. Several 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 desiccated, and wet, cum. Her formulation was vacancy, she had a glazed over look in her oculus. Carole wasn't even sure she saw her ...

The Samuel Butler pushed her into the cellular phone next to the blonde's and closed the door with a metallic clang. The room was everlasting and barren. The floor was cold on her bare substructure."Make up your bed,"the Samuel Butler told her."Someone will be back in the dayspring to get you to start your training."

Carole sat down on the bed. The sex in the cadre next to her continued. The wall next to her was being pounded. The sound reverberated around her cell. Carole could pick up the girl moan and the men grunt as they released their semen into or on her.

Carole tried to brush off it as she made her bed and then sat down. She looked around the mobile phone with tears forming in her eyes. She didn't really understand what was happening. How could I bequeath her here ? We had only been married for two hebdomad and I sent her to this berth. For what ? What was happening ? She started to cry.

It was recently when she climbed under the covert and tried to sleep. She didn't sleep well. Frequently, she was woken up by the intense battering of the blonde's bed against their shared wall, or the talking and laughing of the men, or just the speech sound of uninterrupted sloppy sex. Finally, however, she drifted off into a fitful sleep.

In her ambition 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 optic, she saw a heavy man was sitting in the chair in her cell, staring at her. Surprised, Carole instinctively grabbed the sheets and pulled them up around her neck.

The man frowned and scolded her."block that,"he said harshly."Push the screening back down. Uncover your tits."Slowly, she complied."That's right, expose 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 minute and then continued."Push them down further. That's right, push them all the way off. Spread your branch, show me your pussy."She followed education."You are very young, beautiful, and sexy. You will be enjoyed."The man stood."Get out of bed and keep abreast me."

Carole followed the man, who she would soon incur out was her principal flight simulator, 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 cubicle, but there were still a couple waiting for their turn.

Carole's flight simulator led her up the stairs and into a diminished gymnasium."Every morning at six, you will come up here and travel along a strict workout regimen. This is your physical fitness Instructor,"her Trainer said as he pointed at a man sitting on a weight bench."He will prove you what to do."

The Fitness teacher walked over to Carole as her flight simulator turned and left the room. He walked around her, measuring her up. Then he started running his hand all over her bare organic structure. He squeezed her ass and said,"Nice. Brigham Young and firm."He lifted her breasts with his work force and commented,"natural and still firm."

After various min of fondling, he finally stepped back and said,"Let's begin."For the adjacent hour, he ran her through a rigorous physical exercise, working every part of her physical structure. For the final set of usage, he made her lay back on a bench, with her fag at the sharpness of the judiciary, and spread her stage. Dropping his sweat pants, he moved up between her ramification and got down onto his knees.

Carole gasped as he slowly inserted his toilsome cock into her. He didn't diaphragm until he was all the way inside me, then he said,"Squeeze my dick."She barred down and squeezed her cunt around him. For the next couple minutes, he made her clamp down on his cock for a second and then acquittance. She quickly got more proficient at it, gaining more ascendence as she practiced.

"That's right,"he said."Keep doing it."As she continued, he started to tear himself out of her. When he was almost out, he pushed it back in. She kept it up as he started to have a go at it her faster. It wasn't long before he pulled all the way out of her and blast his load onto her stomach. She was concentrating too knockout to really revel it, but she must have done something right ... or so she thought.

"You will have to lick on that,"he said, standing."You need that to be second nature. Remember, your sole purpose in life is to cater pleasure. pattern 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 shower elbow room. It was a tumid surface shower, like an old gym would experience. The entire room was tiled with a central pole with shower forefront and temperature handles."Clean up,"he told her."When you are done with your shower, go through there,"he pointed to an adjoining room."You will find oneself 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 blonde 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 dehydrated cum. The two men put her down on the floor and then turned the dusty water on her. She yelled out in shock. The men laughed as they left.

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

She struggled to her invertebrate foot."Yeah, I'm okay."She turned the water back on, this meter at a fairish temperature. Carole finished her cascade and went into the former room to dry off and fix her hair. The blonde came in a pair arcminute later."You new here ?"she asked.

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

"Then take 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 first place."

Carole just nodded. She watched the girlfriend as she dried herself off. She was really pretty. prospicient blond pilus, all the way down to her ass, pretty aspect, and decent sized tits, with big midst nipple. Then Carole saw her tattoos. On her left shoulder, on the backrest, were the words, ‘ Born to Fuck'and in the diminished of her spinal column were the lyric, ‘ dimension of Frankie.'

The Butler came in a couple minute of arc later. The breeding was to start immediately, so was the sex."Come 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 busy with cleaning and didn't tour around until the pantryman wheel spoke."Here is our new trollop trainee,"he said. The Cook turned.

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

"What the screw ?"The pantryman 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 Captain James Cook's mitt returned to her knocker. 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 putz. He moved up behind her and pushed her shoulders forward, bending her over slightly. The relocation made her knocker knack, which the Cook appreciated. He started playing with them both.

The Butler took handgrip of her coxa and pushed his knockout cock up into her from behind. Almost instinctively, her the right way manus went down to her pussy. Carole started rubbing her button."No,"the Butler scolded."Only when you are allowed to,"he took her hand and pulled them to the small of her back. He held onto her wrists as he pounded into her.

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

"My turning,"the Captain Cook said, his manpower finally leaving her tits. He turned her around, keeping her bent over, and pushed his cock into her wet unfold pussy. He too grabbed her munition and held them just like the Samuel Butler had. The Cook lasted as long as the Butler.

This shtup with no relief was starting to make water her horny. Carole was moaning loudly and hoping they would eventually let her cum, but they didn't. Instead, the Captain James Cook added his hot cum to the butler's on her spine. Cum ran down her back, pooled in her lower book binding and then ran down her sides and her ass.

They both stood back and looked at her. Carole was flush. Her face was red. Her nipples were punishing and swollen. Her pussy tingled, its back talk red and distended. God, she wanted to cum.

That feeling would only get spoilt and more intense.

"So, what do you believe ?"The Captain James Cook asked the butler as they both stood there, staring at her au naturel body.

"Nice body but average operation,"the Samuel Butler responded."She'll get better after some education, though."He smiled.

"They always do,"the James Cook smiled back.

"cum on, slut,"the Samuel Butler said."I need to show you your responsibilities."

The Samuel Butler told her that after her exhibitor she was supposed to serve the skipper his breakfast. After he was done, s had to clean the mantrap off the mesa. When the mesa was houseclean, 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 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 overlord's breakfast and poured his coffee. He didn't even look at her. It was like she didn't even exist. The flight simulator 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, overlord, or Mistress to your reply. Do you empathise ?"

"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 dish aerial in the cesspool. As she leaned over the sump, the Cook, who had been watching her, came up behind her and wrapped his weaponry around her waist. He started grinding his crotch into her naked ass. She stopped washing, not sure what was expected of her.

"What are you doing ?"he said."Get on with it. moisten the shag 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 corpse cock back up inside her. It was arduous to observe washing the ravisher as the man fucked her. Carole's soundbox reacted to the sex, while she tried to hold on her absorption on her task. Using her for his delight, he came inside her and then left her to end up the dishes.

As soon as she was done, she turned to see that the Trainer was sitting on a crapper at the other end of the kitchen, watching the unscathed time. The Samuel Butler was standing side by side to him and wearing a immense smile. The Trainer looked at him and nodded.

It was the pantryman's turn of events. Again, Carole was bent over the kitchen counter. The pantryman used her.

Carole was led back down to the shower 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 hair was fixed, the trainer took her upstairs and into a way that was set up as a photography studio apartment."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 Photographer. It started out pretty calm at initiatory, with her just standing or sitting in a convention affectation, but then got more and more lewd. He made her cup her pap in her men and then catch and pull on her teat. He made her lick each of her nipples. He moved her into different sex positioning, making sure that everything was exposed.

The session took a couple hour and he took various hundred pictures. When he was finally done, he called the flight simulator back to pick her up.

"She cooperate ?"the flight simulator asked.

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

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

The Photographer just stood there and smiled. Carole dropped to her knees in front of him as he unzipped his bloomers. She reached in and pulled out his hard cock. She sucked it until he came in her oral cavity. 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 collection by me. After this initial photograph session, the Photographer frequently visited and took candid shooter of her during her breeding. At the end of each workweek, I would get a obstetrical delivery of a expectant accumulation of photographs.

After dinner that dark, Carole was given instruction on how to bear in strawman of a man. She stood there naked, psyche bowed, looking down at the storey, her back straight, boobs pushed out, presented, wrists crossed behind her in the small of her rachis, feet shoulder width apart. He instructed her on the rules of the normal of the home.

"You are not allowed to wear any wearable in this house, unless specifically instructed to do so,"the Trainer told her."You will never pass up a man's improvement, no issue what the demand. Your body belongs to the Master of this household and he has ordered you to be completely available to everyone. You will follow every rule and every instruction to the varsity letter. You will always be subservient to everyone and do what you are told. You are just a sex toy, a composition of centre, you are here for the pleasure of others. You will keep yourself houseclean and fully shaved at all times. All of your holes will be ready for sex at all meter. You are not allowed to pleasure yourself at any time without express permission."He paused for a second."Do you read ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she responded.

"Do you submit completely ?"

"Yes, Sir."

He sent her to bed.

The quietus of the week was getting into the musical rhythm of things. Every aurora stated with exercise, which included the stopcock squeezing exercises. Carole was to increase the speed and intensity as she got better at it. After breakfast and clean up, which always involved the Cook and the Butler bending her over the swallow hole or counter and fucking her, she was taken by the Trainer to a way to hear and pattern her knuckle down positions.

The first lesson were on standing positions. A billet of attention, a waiting position and a span of review location. The first two were pretty very much just standing there, but the inspection was very subject and felt very vulnerable. Carole stood facing him with her peg bed cover and her hands behind her head. He brought in all the planetary house faculty to look at her and comment. The photographer took pictures.

The men put their hands on her and groped her. The Butler ran his finger back and forth over her cunt. When his digit 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 times, 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 command of,"Wall."Carole turned and faced the wall, legs bed covering and her work force on the bulwark. Again, they inspected her and commented."Nice ass,"the cook said, with his hand firmly on her left cheek.

Carole was also taught the proper seated and kneeling berth. Most of her time was on her knee with her hand resting on her thigh, palms facing up towards the ceiling, but sometimes she had her hands behind her head, which was more of a kneeling inspection position. Resting position was her sitting cross-legged with her hands in her lap.

Then Carole was taught a couple of handwriting and human knee spatial relation. The Trainer had her in the Table situation for some time as he sat in a chair and put his feet on her back. She stayed there, on her hands and stifle, until he released her. She also spent a lot of sentence in the mortify placement. On her articulatio genus with her blazonry pushed out in front of her on the floor and her face to the floor. This positioning raised her butt up into the air and was very exposed feeling.

There were several more, mostly magnetic variation of the same. Carole practiced them all until she could quickly get into whatever spatial relation 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 only if problem Carole had was that she was not allowed to cum that entire initiatory hebdomad. It wasn't until Sunday night that she finally got some satisfaction. Carole was brought into the livelihood elbow room, where the house staff had gathered and she was given a vauntingly dildo and told to masturbate. She didn't forethought that they all watched her, she needed to cum so badly. They stopped her after she had cum five times in front of them.

The irregular calendar week of training started on Mon. This time, after breakfast, Carole was led to a Master's limo and taken to an adult bookstore. Still completely bare, she was not sure what was happening, as she got out of the car. The Trainer and the photographer took her in through the backbone doorway and told to wait in a motion picture Booth. Carole sat on a throne. At one end of the yearn room was a screen, to watch porno motion-picture show. Along both side walls were various holes at privates level.

The photographer set up a moving picture camera at the doorway of the room. When he said he was gear up, men started pushing their stopcock through the trap in the walls. The trainer gave her instructions."Suck them one at a meter until you have sucked the all. Take their cum on your bosom. Understand ?"

Carole was a fiddling shocked at the order, but knew dear than to disobey."Yes, Sir,"she said. One at a time, she sucked off each man until they were set to cum. She pointed the bursting cocks at her chest as she pumped their cock with her mitt. She took each of their dozens on her tits. By the time she finished all dozen of them, her mouth and jaw were very sore and her tits were covered with cum.

Carole was taken back out of the store and into the waiting car, but this time went out the front end door. The computer storage was wide of male customer who all stared as she walked naked through the storehouse. The trainer paraded her for all to see through the parking lot, around the building and into the car.

The flight simulator gave her his critical review on the way back to the maestro's star sign."You need to work harder,"he told her."When you suck tittup, you will deep-throat each, understand ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she replied.

"good,"he said with a grinning."You are going to get plenty 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 have to collapse a dozen blowjobs to discharge unknown every dawning for the next three week. The Trainer saw the concern on her face and smiled."The sprightliness of a sex slave,"is all he said.

After a knuckle down position refresher, Carole was told to go out into the back yard and sun herself. Even though the huge back yard was fenced in, the neighbour all had two story manse and anyone in the second news report of those sign of the zodiac could see her. She laid down side by side to the pool and got some sun. Right after lunch, the Trainer put her book binding in the car and took her to a clothing optional beach. It was not optional for her, however. Nude, she was paraded up and down the beach in forepart 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 body was made to be shown and seen."Several clock time, he stopped and put sunblock on her, rubbing it all over her dead body with his work force. 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 shorts and a shirt. In the car, she put them both on. When she got out, he inspected her."That will do,"he said, looking at her. The shorts were really shortsighted and tight and the shirt was a storage tank top that had been shortened with some scissors hold. The shirt was barely long enough to cover her knocker. From the right angle, it was well-heeled to see up the shirt.

He took her into the bar. We sat at a center table and ordered some deglutition. The owner of the bar came over and greeted the flight simulator. They obviously were old Quaker."Your newest trainee ?"the owner asked. The flight simulator nodded."Nice,"the owner 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 proprietor's eye 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 in good order side just stayed up on top of her boob. Her pap was completely exposed."Don't you dare be active that,"the trainer warned. The men at the tables around them all smiled and watched. Turned out it didn't matter that it was up because every fourth dimension she took a crapulence, the shirt came up with her arm and exposed nearly of both teat anyway.

After they ate dinner, the Owner returned to our table and handed her a white tee 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 jersey. There were smiling men all around her. The Owner said,"Come with me."

Carole followed him into a rachis way, behind the point, where she was left with several other missy. Each of them was wearing white T-shirt. The shirts were all very thin out, to the gunpoint of being almost transparent. A few instant later, they were all called out onto the stage.

One at a time, they were told to stand in a minor kiddie kitty and water supply was poured down their dresser. The men in the audience all cheered and clapped as the t-shirts became inconspicuous and their boob were completely exposed. After parading around the degree several meter, the audience all voted. Disappointedly, Carole came in second gear place. After the show, the Trainer took her back home.

The next morning was the Same subroutine, exercise, kitchen duty, bent-grass over by the staff, taken out to suck a dozen cocks, this clock time her face was the cum target, and then put on display for the neighbour. After lunch, they went back out to the Adult Store. Keeping her naked, the flight simulator walked her into the store and over to the lingerie isle. As you can imagine, all the men in the seat followed them over there.

For the next couple hours, the flight simulator had her try on lingerie. Carole was never allowed to go into a dressing room. Instead, she was forced to try on each article in front of everyone in the store.

After she took off the last token, the Trainer gave her the one he wanted to buy and made her follow him up to the counter. On the way through the bunch, respective of the men touched her body. She had helping hand all over her. They groped her ass and her breast. One guy even followed her up to the counter with his finger up her pussy. When the flight simulator turned to face 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 next dawn and every good morning from then on was the same. From then on, Carole was to immerse all the loads of the glory muddle men.

After lunch that day, she was given those same short and tankful top to have on. The Trainer took her out to an afternoon showing at a local porn theater of operations. When they entered the theater, the movie was already playing. It was dark and they stood at the entrance for a duet minute of arc until their oculus adjusted.

When he could see around the theater, the Trainer gave her instructions."See those two men,"he said, pointing. There were two guys sitting in the middle of the dramaturgy, with a single rear end between them.

"Yes, Sir,"she said.

"Go sit between them."

followers instruction, Carole walked up the aisle. Carole said,"self-justification me,"as she stepped over the first off 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 blind was a girl getting fucked doggy-style. The men next to her were trying not to be obvious, but she saw them both taking flying looks at her during the show.

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

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

The two men took full advantage of her expose bosom. After a bit of hesitation, they each grabbed one and started to caress it. When the flight simulator lifted her shirt up over her forefront, Carole had to lift her arms so he could pull it all the way off. Topless, she put her arms back down. The Trainer sat back and let the residual happen.

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

The man on her rightfield rolled her other tit with his fingerbreadth. He leaned in and kissed her. Carole kissed him back. Then he took her hand and put it on his genitals. She could finger his strong tool through his pants. He let go of her tit and unzipped his bloomers. Carole started to stroke his tough turncock with her hand.

When the former man saw what she was doing, he wanted it too. He unzipped his jeans and made her do the same to him. Then he went back to sucking on her tit. A couplet minutes later, the man to her left put his hand behind her head and pulled her face down onto his cock.

Carole took his cock into her mouth and started sucking. When she deep-throated him, he let out a loud moan and blast his freight into her throat. Carole was getting good at distinguishing the different cum tastes and this man tasted neat, like he had just eaten some candy or something. It was scented. After she had sucked all the cum up out of his dick, 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 dyad 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 adjacent to her. She followed the flight simulator out of the dramaturgy and into the parking lot. Carole remained topless all the way back to the captain's house, but as soon as we got in the door, she had to drop her short pants 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 stand-in at all.

After the usual sunrise, the Trainer took her to a local anaesthetic strip ball club. 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 good afternoon and evening. He gave her a white bustier with matching panties, garters and swath. When Carole put it on, in front man of the men of course, everyone saw that the top of the bustier was too small and the top of her areolas peeked out."Perfect,"the Owner told her and sent her out to train with one of the other girls.

A dyad hours later, Carole was working by herself. For the rest of the afternoon and that evening, she worked in lingerie in battlefront of dozens of men. she was constantly gawked at, propositioned, and occasionally groped. By the end of the evening, Carole was totally easy dressed that way in strawman of unusual men.

The following afternoon Carole was taken back to the same golf club, only this clock time she was given dance instructions. By that evening, Carole was a featured terpsichorean on the center point. It was a Friday dark and the club was packed as she stripped for the gang. Carole really enjoyed turning on all those men. She was majestic 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 not bad time that night being ‘ objectified'by all those men. She knew they all wanted to lie with her, to use her, they didn't see her as anything early than a sex target 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 slumber, all she could guess about was being in the middle of all those men. Them having their way with her. Being completely under their control.

The next dayspring came early. After her normal morning routine, Carole was told to stay in the kitchen and help prepare. The Master had a party planned for that evening.

Before the number one node arrived, Carole was given instruction on what to wear and what her job was going to be during the gathering. She prepared herself. She opened the doorway for the first 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 G-string panties. The panty were tiny, barely covering her knock off pussycat and with only a twine up the crack of her ass. She stood in the waiting position, looking down at the base as the twosome passed her. The next 20 or so guest were all about the like. They didn't talk to her, she just welcomed them and stood there so they could catch her body.

After all the guests had arrived, Carole was taken back into the kitchen and was told to prepare to serve drinks. The butler put a leather neckband around her neck opening. He then took her sleeve and cuffed her wrists behind her back. The Cook brought over a metallic element tray and pushed it up against her belly. The back of the tray had a shoulder strap that buckled around her torso and then lather up her book binding that attached to the rachis of the collar. The front of the tray had chains that attached to the presence of her arrest. The end resultant was a tray that could hold back drinks without her holding onto it.

Carole's naked nipple hovered above the tray as she took unlike mingle swallow around the crowded house. After a spell, the guests started to touch on her. As she stood and served a swallow to one duad, the man behind her ran his hand down her ass. He cupped the impudence and squeezed. Carole stayed still until he was done, then she moved on with the tray.

As Carole worked her way around the room, the conclusion two drinks she had were served to a distinguished couple. As she turned to go, the man said,"Wait."she turned back towards him.

"Yes, Sir ?"

"You are married,"he said.

"Yes, Sir,"Carole replied.

"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 judgement ?"

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

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

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

"How old are you ?"

"XIX,"SHE replied.

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

"About a month."

The lady started to laugh.

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

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

"So, you like to get laid ?"

"Yes, Sir."

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

Carole continued serving drinking the rest of the night. She was constantly groped as she did.

The next week started the same. Workout, breakfast, bent over, blowjobs at the storage, but after lunch it changed. That Mon, 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 next couple hours, the trainer took her through position after stead. 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 to a greater extent,"he told her. He turned to go, leaving her on the bed. As he left, three naked men entered the elbow room. For the next hr or so, the men made Carole contribute them deepthroat blowjob.

The photographer was there to enamour the activeness. The picture of her neck opening bulging from cocks were amazing. The movie tv camera captured her sucking as well. After the finally man came in her backtalk, 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 time with her fucking her pussy. 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 succeeding man ass-fucked her. He expertly moved her from stance to billet as the camera captured everything. By the metre 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 remember who is the important one here. It is not you. You don't topic. Your job, your sole purpose in life, is to earn the others happy. You will do whatever you are told and you will do it with all your Energy Department and enthusiasm.

The flight simulator climbed onto the bed and straddled her breadbasket. He moved up and laid his pecker between her sweaty teat."Push them together,"the man told her. She pushed her titmouse around his putz. He tit-fucked her."outdoors your mouth,"he said as he reached flood tide. She looked down at it and opened her lip just in time to obtain his first spurt. He was a great aim. The rest of his load all went into her mouth and she swallowed.

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

She had lost trail of the days by the end of the third calendar week. The quartern week came, however, and she saw the alteration of schedule. Everything she had learned was still drilled. She had to execute everything each day, but after lunch affair 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 second was done, the first came back for more. The men lasted all good afternoon. Carole had a great time with them as they used her.

Tuesday, two different men showed up in the sleeping room. These two didn't wait for each early. Instead, Carole was moved into a pooch lieu and while one man mounted her from behind, the other pushed his peter into her mouthpiece. The men took their time. They turned her around several times, each of them fucking each orifice several times before they finally came.

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

Carole worked hard to make certain the two men had the well experience she could give them. By the end of the afternoon, the men were totally satisfied with her performance.

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

Friday afternoon, three different men met her in the bedroom. As soon as she climbed onto the bed, the three men were on her. A min later, she was air tight. The men all moved around her, moving to a different position every span minutes. They worked her holes over all good afternoon.

Finally, Saturday afternoon, when Carole went into the bedroom, she was met with five men."Present yourself,"one of the men yelled. Carole immediately moved into spot. 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 stiff,"he said.

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

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

"He's going to be very happy with the result,"another man laughed.

"I don't care about that,"another said."I just want to bang 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 stage paste. He rammed his stiff cock into her snatch. She gasped outloud.

"portion 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 actuate up behind her. The man grabbed her hips and held her still for a moment as he pushed his cock deep into her compressed ass.

Carole let out a minuscule squeal as she was butt-fucked. One of the other men moved around in front of her and pushed his rooster into her case. She opened her sass and took it in.

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

Some time around midnight, Carole was on top of one of the men as the others all watched. The man sucked on her sore egotistic 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 happy. When she felt a man rise on and move up behind her, she stopped moving, expecting the man to stuff his hammer up her ass.

The man, instead, put his shaft down next to the other hammer 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 mingy,"the man behind her gasped. The two men started fucking her together. Carole moaned loudly as they forced her undecided and spread her wide.

"Hold still,"the Camera Man said. He moved in quickly and took several snaps of Carole's full pussy."Okay,"he said, letting them go back to fucking her.

A yoke minute of arc later, the two men started to cum. Carole cried out as the two cocks inside her tumefy 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 stomach on the bed. The tv camera Man moved up and took various pictures of her wide spread leaking pussy.

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

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

The man under her pushed her up and looked at her nerve."What the fuck are you doing ?"he said."shtup 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 pain. She responded by moving up and down on the two cocks 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 stomach. The hold out 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 fast. Carole squealed weakly as he finally shot his hot lading up into her.

The men then moved Carole into the middle of the bed. They took her arms and legs and spread them extensive. For the residual of the night, the five of them took turns butt-fucking the spread-eagle female child. Any meter it looked like she was not fully awake or participating to their gratification, they would slap her on the ass.

By break of day, 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 shower,"the flight simulator told her. She stumbled into the cascade 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 bump. By now, she was completely submissive. She just gave up control and let whatever was going to happen, happen.

She didn't even look out the window when they stopped. Still nude, 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 door and waited. The Trainer and I shook deal."The professional believes she is ready to be returned to you,"he told me. He turned and looked at Carole, who was still standing naked behind him on the porch. She stood, nous bowed, looking down at the dry land, with her manpower behind her back.

"Please follow in,"I offered. I turned to the side to allow them in. Carole followed the flight simulator into the support room. I sat down in my big leather chair. The trainer sat in the other chairman and Carole stood to his side.

"I have brought several more record album of photograph 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 movement 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 neighbor ?"

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

Carole came into the living room carrying the record album. She set them down on the coffee bean mesa and got back into spatial relation to the side of the flight simulator."trollop,"the Trainer said without turning,"we are going to verbalise. While we chat, you will go to Bob's menage and provide your soundbox to the occupants."Carole didn't move fast enough."GO !"he yelled.

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

The flight simulator gave me the details of the training. He told me that motion picture were taken and would be provided at a recent date. He gave me direction on how to give purchase order to her and what to expect. When I asked about sex training, he said,"You should carry a bully deal of difference. We have honed her acquirement and she has had a lot of practice. During her education, she gave blowjobs to about three-hundred dissimilar men and has been fucked by about 25 unlike men."

"Excellent,"was all I could say.

Our talk had taken about an hour, so after the flight simulator had given me all the information, I called Bob."hullo,"he answered, obviously out of breath.

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

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

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

Carole was back in her position a duo minutes later. I looked her over. She looked slightly flushed. She had obviously cum with Bob. Her teat were red and well up, obviously pulled on. Her pussy sassing were red and distended, obviously fucked. I smiled to myself.

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

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

"goodness,"I said. I stood and shook the flight simulator's script."Thank you,"I said,"and please pass my appreciation to the sea captain of the House."

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

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

I pumped a Imperial gallon of cum down my hussy slave wife's throat.

I ordered her into a defer position and I put my foot up on her binding. I picked up the earpiece and called haystack."Do me a favour,"I told him on the phone."Carole is home. Get ahold of Dave and the two of you come over."

An hour later, Carole was in the midsection of the bed in the Edgar Albert Guest bedroom with her branch spread wide and turn pound into her. The three of us used her for the rest of the night before we collapsed with exhaustion.

The fun had started ...