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(C) Knave of Hearts, 2000
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I was early for work this morning. Another
sleepless night. Too much caffeine. My
stomach had an acid, sour feeling. Hyped up
in anticipation of my showdown with Dot
Forman.
Ava's plan was to get Dot to a secluded
place. Ava would do the talking. I would be
there in dark glasses trying to play the
strong, sinister type. We would show her
the tape we'd made of her and Carrie. Then
we'd threaten to expose her as a sexual
harassing lesbian who used her position to
force young women to have sex with her. I
thought that the plan was rather extreme but
Ava assured me that it had to be a little
theatrical in order to scare Dot. Ava told
me that she had entered a meeting with some
new clients into the corporate calendar as
an excuse for me to leave work for the day.
Ava called my office at 9:30, giving me just
enough time to establish my alibi with the
secretarial pool. I left for the parking
garage and went to my car according to the
plan. Ava was hiding under some blankets
behind the front seat of my car. She didn't
want to be seen leaving with me, she had
said. She stayed back there until we were
on the interstate, heading into the suburbs.
Once she crawled up into the passenger's
seat, I asked her where we were going to
meet Dot. Ava smiled and said that she was
taking me to the company's apartment; a
small, furnished place that the company kept
for visiting VIPs.
As I drove up to the place, a smart looking
townhouse that sat above a garage, Ava
produced the garage door opener and let us
in. She used it again to close the garage
door before she let me out of the car. She
had started putting on her costume.
Seeing me sitting there, she said, "Put on
your glasses and hat." I thought that we
were taking this cloak and dagger bit a
little too far. Annoyed, I asked her when
Dot would arrive.
With one of her trademark smiles Ava
replied, "Dot's already here with us."
She laughed at my puzzled look and told me
to open the trunk. When I did I saw Dot
Forman there, dressed for work, bound with
white cord and gagged with a piece of shiny
duct tape.
"Holy shit! You've kidnapped her! We were
just supposed to scare her, not this!" I
was near hysterics.
"Calm down and help me get her out of the
trunk. We've got work to do. And don't
think about backing out." She looked me
right in the eye. "You're the one that is
the reason we had to do this." That brought
me up short. Between the guilt and
confusion, I surrendered.
From then on I followed Ava's orders. I got
Dot out of the trunk, slung her over my
shoulder as carefully as I could, and
carried her up the stairs into the
apartment. Ava steered me into the small
dining area. A pull-up bar with extra eye-
bolts was set high across the doorway that
connected the dining area with the living
room.
Ava instructed me to secure Dot's wrists to
the bar and shackle her feet to the bolts
that were in the doorframe at ankle level.
Dot started to struggle when she heard this
but there wasn't much she could do since her
hands were tied behind her back. I put some
bulky leather manacles on her wrists and
ankles, holding Dot securely while Ava
locked them to the bar and the eye-bolts.
Dot thrashed around as much as she could,
her sounds of protests came through the tape
across her mouth as squeals and moans. Ava,
still in her dark glasses, stood in front of
Dot and inspected her. Reaching into a
knapsack that lay against the wall she
pulled out a pair of surgical scissors, like
the ones in a first aid kit. Handing them
to me, she retrieved a second, identical
pair.
"Cut the bitch's clothes off." Her voice
sounded cold. Not at all like either the
professional secretary or the cock hungry
slut that I'd seen her be.
Ava started on Dot's suit jacket. The
scissors' keen edges parted the suit's seams
easily. Watching her throw the pieces of
tan material into the corner, I started
disassembling Dot's skirt. I tossed the now
useless material into the corner along with
what was left of Dot's jacket and blouse. I
reached for her garter belt and Ava stopped
me.
"No. Cut off her bra and panties but leave
the garter."
She stepped back to admire her handiwork. I
snipped through the bra straps, adding them
to the pile in the corner. Rather than use
the scissors, I put my hand into the
waistband of her panties. I gave them a
clean jerk, ripping the white cotton away
cleanly.
I had to walk around the kitchen divider to
join Ava, but the sight was spectacular. I
had some idea of what Dot looked like in the
buff, but the video monitor hadn't prepared
me for the real thing. She was fair to the
point that I could see her blood vessels
through her pale skin. She was also trim,
her breasts standing proudly on her chest.
"Look at her," Ava sounded nasty again, "the
slut is getting wet." She was right, I
could see Dot's pussy start to get damp.
In my best tough guy voice I decided to
start the show. "Let's get started." I
could feel my cock twitch. I wondered if
Ava's plan would let me sample some of Dot's
'strawberry pie.'
Ava started talking, telling Dot about the
video of her and Carrie in the interview
room. She sounded like a bitch goddess,
calling Ava a whore and a slut. Ava keeps
telling Dot that the only option that she
has is to cooperate with us, but Dot keeps
shaking her head.
"Fine, you want to play games." Ava grabbed
Dot's crotch, covering her mound with her
petite hand. "We'll show you what we have.
It'll make you wetter than you are already."
At her signal, I turned on the VCR. Dot
tried to turn her face away, but Ava held
her head still. Stepping through the
doorway, Ava stood behind Dot. Whenever the
redhead tried to look away, Ava would strike
her ass with a loud smack. I sat in the
living room, watching as Dot become more and
more aroused. I had never watched a woman
get turned on like this and the sight of her
cunt, engorged by lust, swelling and
lubricating mesmerized me.
When the movie showed Carrie and Dot on the
couch, Ava increased her punishment,
pinching and slapping the redhead's nude
body. At the end of the video Ava demanded
that Dot sign a "confession", an admission
that she used her position to exploit other
women. Dot refused with a sharp shake of
her head.
Stepping back from our captive, Ava sharply
gestured to me. "Use the whore."
Dumping the contents of the knapsack onto
the dining room table, Ava sorted through a
variety of dildos and vibrators. I moved
from my seat toward our captive. I had
stopped thinking about her as Dot, a woman.
Now she was a piece of meat, a cunt that I
was going to fuck while Ava watched me.
Standing a few inches in front of her I
cupped her left breast, gently feeling its
firm shape and soft skin. I leaned forward
and took the nipple into my mouth, sucking
it slightly and teasing it with my tongue.
Dot responded by closing her eyes and
moaning softly. Once I had gotten her
nipple erect, I switched back to caressing
it, lightly taking the nipple between my
thumb and forefinger. Without warning, I
squeezed as hard as I could, pinching the
nipple in a vise like trap.
Dot's body stiffened, her limbs pulling
sharply against their bonds. I kept my face
blank as she looked into the dark sunglasses
with tears welling up in her eyes. I eased
my grip on her tit without releasing it, but
she stiffened again as I traced my left hand
across her stomach to her snatch. Gently
winding her auburn pubic curls around my
fingertips, I massaged her clit before
dipping my fingers into her wet slit. Ava
was right. Dot was wet already.
Selecting a long dildo and a slender 'anal
penetrator', Ava told me to get Dot ready.
Running my hand along her pussy, I spread
her juices around her ass with my fingers to
lube her for the vibrator. Inserting it, I
secured it with a piece of duct tape while
Ava set up a camera to record Dot's torture.
The vibrator hummed in her ass, sending its
ticklish sensations throughout Dot's body.
I gave her a moment to get used to the
feeling before I knelt in front of her cunt.
Pressing my face into her red snatch, I had
to agree with Carrie. Dot was definitely
sweet and hot. I allowed myself only a few
seconds of muff diving before getting back
to the bondage scene.
Making sure that the vibrator was in as far
as it would go, I bent my legs slightly,
held her hips so that she couldn't move, and
pressed my cock into Dot's wet pussy. She
was so wet my cock slid all the way in on
the first stroke. I plowed her depths as
she moaned and thrashed, hanging from her
restraints like a marionette from its
strings.
Reaching around her I fingered her erect
clit, making quick circles on her clitoral
mound and sliding my fingers across her
slit. That did the trick. Within seconds I
felt her cunt flutter, milking my cock with
her vaginal muscles. I threw my head back
and came with a roar, shooting my jism deep
inside her.
Ava, who had been filming all of this, told
me to bring Dot into the living room. I
pulled my still turgid cock from her pussy,
my thighs covered in our juices. While Ava
undressed in the living room, I took Dot's
wrist manacles off the bar, shackling them
behind her back. I released her ankles as
well, leaving them unattached so that she
could walk. Around her neck I fastened a
large leather dog collar. Clipping a chain
leash to it, I led Dot into the living room
and handed Ava the leash.
Ava spread her legs, resting each calf on an
arm of the chair she was sitting in. She
wound the leash around her fist, reeling Dot
in closer to her. Finally Dot's face rested
against Ava's sheer stockings. Dot
whimpered, like a dog that had been
punished, and kissed Ava's tan thigh.
Straining against her leash, Dot tried to
kiss Ava's spread cunt but couldn't quite
reach it.
"Eat me whore." Ava hooked her fingers into
Dot's collar, and held the redhead firmly
against her pussy. I picked up the camera
and took some shots of Dot frantically
lapping Ava's shaven pussy. Ava, her eyes
closed in ecstasy, held tightly to the
collar and moaned. Before she could come,
however, she wrenched Dot's mouth away from
her wet snatch and kissed her. I watched
their tongues duel, as Ava tasted herself on
Dot's tongue and lips.
"Sign the paper and we'll be friends." Ava
rubbed her cheek against Dot's whispering
sotto voce in her ear.
"Noooooooo." Dot groaned. She twisted as
if to escape Ava's grip on the dog collar.
Ava looked up at me. I put the camera down,
ready for her command.
"She needs some more convincing." I nodded.
Dot, scared of what I might do, pulled
against the collar, trying to look over her
shoulder to watch me.
Without saying another word, I knelt behind
the now struggling redhead, between her
legs. Pushing her face back towards Ava's
pussy with my left hand, I cocked my right
behind my ear. <<SMACK>> My open hand
landed on Dot's pale ass cheek. My red
handprint remained as I drew back for
another. <<SMACK>>
Dot struggled harder, forcing Ava to get on
the floor to control her. She pressed Dot's
head to the floor, holding her still while I
spanked her with slow, measured blows. Dot
tried to close her legs or move out of the
way, but I held her shackled wrists and kept
her from crawling away. I had landed six or
seven solid whacks on her right cheek before
I switched to her left. By the time I had
reached 10, tears were flowing down her face
and her ass was as read as a cherry. My
hand stung by this time, so I stopped to
flex my hand and look around for something
else to flog Dot with. Grabbing my wrist,
Ava stopped me for going after my belt.
"Fuck her in the ass."
I looked down at the red abused ass but I
was so intoxicated with the feeling of
domination that I just nodded. Feeling
between her legs, once again I used her
pussy juices to lubricate her. Ava held
Dot's torso while I rubbed the large, plum
shaped head of my cock against her puckered
asshole. I massaged her anus with my
fingers, slowly working my middle finger
past her tight sphincter. Once it was all
the way inside her I pulled it out bit by
bit and added another digit, gradually
stretching her to allow my cock inside.
After I'd put three fingers inside her, I
heard Dot moan and rock back against my
hand. I knew that she was ready for my
cock. I smeared some more pussy juice on my
cock and pressed my cock head against her
rosette. I pressed slightly and felt her
stiffen. Despite the preparation, I knew
that my cock was a lot bigger than my
fingers, so I held still and let her relax.
After a few more breaths, I pressed again
and slid my cock inside her tight ass. Inch
by inch I worked my long thick cock inside
her back passage, holding her still and
rocking my cock in and out despite her
muffled protests.
When I finally had the entire length of my
cock inside her, I paused to let her feel
the fullness of it. Then I started to pull
out until only my cock head remained inside
before reversing course. I started slow,
letting her get used to the feeling, but as
my orgasm grew nearer I picked up the pace
until I was fucking her ass with long hard
deep strokes. I roared as I blew my load,
holding her hips so that my cock was planted
as deep inside her as I could be. Dot
thrashed and convulsed, impaled by my dick.
She screamed as she came, her auburn hair
flying as she collapsed against me.
I took a whore's bath with a washcloth as
Ava chained Dot to a dog bed that she'd set
in the corner of the bedroom. I watched Dot
curl up on the large cushion, my cum leaking
from both her pussy and ass. Her ass was
still bright red from the spanking I'd given
her.
"What about the paper?" I asked. I hadn't
paid much attention to what Ava was doing
after I'd finished fucking Dot in the ass,
but I didn't see any sign of the paper we'd
been asking Dot to sign.
"Don't worry about it. With the pictures we
got today and the tape, she won't be telling
anyone about anything we're doing."
Ava and I dressed quickly; leaving the town
house after Ava dropped the manacle keys
within arm's reach of the sleeping Dot. We
drove away from the apartment in silence. I
dropped Ava off near a mall, so that she
could catch a bus home, and drove myself
home.
As I returned to my own, empty house, I was
surprised that I didn't feel elated or hyped
after that incredible sexual experience. I
was dazed. Numb. I took a shower, poured
myself a drink, and slumped into a chair.
Sitting in the living room I discovered that
I wasn't at all proud of what we'd done,
regardless of why we did it.
Taking a healthy pull on my whiskey, I told
myself that I needed to find a way to stop
having sex with my secretaries, keep my job,
and think of a good story to tell my wife
when she returned on Sunday.
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