Drugged Into Submission, page 15
He grabbed her and pulled her forward, one hand grabbing his cock, smearing the head across her cheek and to her mouth. She clasped her lips tight, but he didn't care, rubbing the head over her lips. She wished she could open her mouth and lick off the trail of cum on her lips, but she continued to play the game.
He had traces of red lipstick on his cock, her tightly clenched lips painted with the juices that leaked from his cock. He couldn't believe his luck, the second time in less than a week that a woman was going to suck his cock. He pushed one finger into the corner of her mouth, forcing her lips to part until he could squeezed the head of his cock between them. "Take my cock in your mouth." He reached down and pinched one of her nipples, her mouth opening up in unexpected pain, slipping his cockhead into the hot, moist opening, the head slipping over her tongue. He could feel her hot breath on his cock, feeling his cock jerk and hit the roof of her mouth. "Close your lips around it or I'll pull your nipples off." His hand went back down to her nipple, two fingers closing over the hardened nipple as he squeezed gently at first. He felt the softness of her lips closing around the head of his cock. "Yes, now go to work on my cock. Use your tongue and rock your head back and forth on my cock. Show me how you suck cock."
It surprised her when he pinched her nipple, the unexpected pain lacing through her breast, but she loved the pain. Hannah closed her lips around his cock, feeling it growing in her mouth as she began to use her tongue to explore it, feeling it jerking inside her mouth. One hand held her head while the other was latched onto one breast, his fingers digging into her flesh, squeezing and pinching her nipple until it felt like her nipple was trapped in a steel vise. Keith was really getting into this. Just like his wife. She went to work on his cock, her head moving forward until she almost swallowed it, her tongue working it over as she pulled back. His balls slapped against her chin with each thrust as Keith began to join in, yanking her back and forth onto his cock. It didn't take long, Hannah feeling the first telltale signs of his impending orgasm.
She was good, sucking and licking his cock with such vigor that Keith couldn't hold back the pleasure in that was building in his balls. The drugs made the pleasure so more acute, able to feel every touch of her tongue as it explored his cock from the smooth head all the way down the shaft, her tongue running along the thick veins. He wasn't going to last and he didn't care. She was kneeling before him to serve his pleasure. He shoved hard with his cock, jamming it to the back of her mouth, both hands holding her head submissively as he spilled his cum into her mouth. He felt her try to pull back, but he refused to release her, his cum jetting into her unwilling mouth, her cheeks ballooning with each discharge in her mouth. "Swallow it all, Hannah. Swallow my cum." His hips began to move, frenzied movements as he jetted two more times, bathing her tongue with his cum as he held her head up so he could look into her eyes as he came in her mouth. "Good girl, Hannah. A little more and then I will let you lose." He jerked into her mouth one last time, his balls emptied. He stayed in her mouth, surprised that his cock refused to shrink. "Lick it clean, Hannah. Lick all my cum and swallow it." He couldn't believe the pleasure he felt at cumming into her mouth as he had her kneel, half-naked before him, bound for his pleasure.
Keith fell for the trap. Now his young bride and he were theirs. Keith untied her wrists, Hannah pulling on her dress. She looked at her watch, the meeting to start in ten minutes, just enough time. She licked the cum from her lips, but she was unsatisfied. It would be Keith's turn to satisfy her next. "I would have never expected that in you, Keith. You are such a man." She could see the pleased look on his face. "The meeting starts in a few minutes. I know where we can watch it in private."
Keith stuffed his hard cock back in his pants, following Hannah as they went down the deserted hallway, but all he saw was her ass and imagined he was behind her, his cock between her legs, fucking her as she bent over submissively for him. She led him into a darkened room, the light coming on, a curtain covering one wall. "Where are we?"
"On the other side of this one way glass is the sales room. Michael has two city buyers in there and a model will be showing off our line. I think you will find it interesting and arousing." She bent over to pull the curtain open, the dark black drape sliding effortlessly until the window into the room was revealed. "It's a mirror on the other side, so they can't see us or hear us." She turned on the speaker, Michael's voice booming loudly as he talked to the two buyers. "Come closer, Keith." She felt him move behind her, pushing back her ass until she could feel his hard cock pushed against her ass cheeks. She shook her hips sideways suggestively, masturbating his cock with her ass cheeks.
"We'll start with our nightgowns, and then move onto our lingerie. Feel free to stop the model anytime so you can inspect the garments more intimately," he suggested to the two buyers. It wasn't needed, both of them knowing exactly what they could expect.
Brooke stood nervously, standing in the long negligee. It covered her from her neck to her ankles, but beneath it, she was naked and the top of the negligee was sheer. Just the touch of the silk on her nipples made them stick out like hard rocks. She had on four-inch heels, but she balanced on them with such ease. The coke that Michael had given her before helped, calming her nerves about exposing her body to strangers, but it also gave her the nagging desire between her legs that needed to be quenched, quenched before Keith came home. The light came on, signaling her to enter. She opened the door and walked into the room, empty except for Michael and two other men, all of their eyes on her as her heels clicked on the wood floor. They were about the same age as Michael. She smiled as her body swayed, her breasts bouncing gently, her hips swaying seductively. She stood in front of the men, turning her back to them, letting them eye the gentle rise of her buttocks through the thin material.
"That's Brooke!" Keith said in a shocked voice, but his hands went to Hannah's hips, holding her ass against his cock. She was only wearing a negligee in front of three men and he was sure that she was naked beneath it.
"Yes, lovely, isn't she."
"What is she doing?" His hips still moved from side to side, rubbing his cock on Hannah's ass as he watched his wife showing her ass to the two men and his boss.
"She is doing it for you, Keith. She knows what she must do to further your career. Michael paid her to model our fashions. She has a beautiful body and our clothes are flattered by it. It gives her a chance to help your career."
"She never did anything like that before. I barely saw her naked." His cock grew at the sight of his wife parading half-naked in front of strange men.
Hannah pushed her ass back against Keith. "Watch and enjoy. It's a little perverse, as if we are peeping on her. She doesn't know we are here."
Jim moved closer to her. "Come closer, Brooke, isn't it?"
"Yes, sir. She moved until she was standing in front of her.
"I like the top, Michael. Very sexy. Lean over, Brooke. Let me see how low it is."
She leaned over, feeling her naked breasts dangling down in front of her, feeling the bodice of the nightgown pulling away until a generous amount of her naked cleavage was revealed.
"Hold still," Jim ordered her. He looked in the nightgown, ogling the finest pair of tits that he had seen in a long time. He could almost see her nipples, just a hint of brown areolas. He waited patiently for when he would see much more soon enough. Still, he couldn't resist the desire for his fingers to trace across the lovely naked flesh of her upper bosom. "Yes, very sexy, Michael. Women will love it. I like that the top is transparent. I can make out Brooke's big brown hard nipples through it."
"He can see her breasts. She is dangling them in front of her." Keith couldn't believe that she was showing off her breasts like that.
"Yes, and the men love it and from the way your cock is jerking against my ass cheeks, so are you." There was no denying that it was also arousing Keith, seeing his wife displaying all her charms to strange men. She pushed her ass harder against Keith's cock.
"Thank you, Brooke. Show us the next." Michael watched as she walked out of the room, all eyes on her ass as she did.
It took her only a couple of minutes before she walked in, not a lot to take off and put on. All eyes were on her even before she walked through the door.
"This is our baby doll pajama. Very popular and the panties are also silk." Brooke walked in wearing the white baby doll pajamas, the bottom of it barely covering her crotch. Her long legs showed it off enticingly. The panties were cut tight, molding over her mound, but the men would soon examine her more intimately.
It made her wet to parade in front of the men. It was a bit shameful, but also she was so proud that her body could make men so excited. She never knew that she could do such a thing. The baby doll was so short, but she strutted up to them. They didn't even see her eyes, they were glued to her crotch. She stood in front of them, not sure what to expect this time. Last time she had to tease them with her naked breasts. What would they expect from me this time?
It was Henry that spoke this time. "It certainly accents her long legs, though it would also be just as sexy for a short girl." The top of the baby doll pajamas were lace and spaghetti straps, the sheer material unable to hide the hard nipples that poked out provocatively. The silk made it flow over her naked body like a second skin.
"Yes, I like it too, but is it too short? Turn around and bend over at the waist, Brooke. Let me see how far it rides up in the back." His cock was growing harder. He didn't have to wait long before she turned her back to them. She bent over, her lovely ass pushing out, the tiny pajamas riding half way up her back before she was bent over at a right angle. The panties pulled tightly over her ass cheeks, twin mounds split by the delicious crack of her ass. She didn't move as they ogled every inch of her body. Her legs were slightly parted, able to make out her slit from behind, the silk clinging to every crack and crevice in her lovely body.
She could almost feel their breath blowing on her ass cheeks, the men leaning over so close. Her legs were spread slightly, but she felt the panties digging into her crotch. Her juices were flowing from her profusely. It was so shameful what she was doing and she was enjoying every shameful minute of it. She stayed in position for a long time before someone finally said something.
"Yes, a little too short for most of our customers."
"Thank you, Brooke."
She walked out, this time taking longer for her to change. She finally got everything on, the silk bra clinging to her breasts, her nipples brazenly thrusting out. The panties clung to her mound, snuggly pushing against her slit until she was afraid they would slide in and show her shame as they soaked up her wetness. The stocking were attached to the garter belt, her long legs looking so sleek in them. This was the final change. Michael said she had to impress them with this or in order to make the sale and her bonus. She strutted out as if she owned the place, shaking her ass. All of the men's attention was on her and rightfully so.
Keith was humping Hannah almost absently, his hands on her hips. He couldn't believe what Brooke was doing, but he was getting excited by her new demeanor. This time it was bra and panties, and they barely covered up anything. They clung to her and showed off everything that was beneath. He wondered what the men would do this time.
"This is the last garment she is going to model. Why don't you slip my dress up, pull my panties down, and fuck me with your magnificent cock. You'll enjoy what the men will do to your lovely wife." She felt his hands already lifting her dress up, putting her legs together until her silk panties were dropped to her ankles. She kicked them off, spreading her legs, not surprised to feel Keith's naked cock already sliding up and down her slit from behind. He waited before entering her.
"Now this is what I like, Michael." It was Jim commenting as Brooke stood in front of her. He stood up so he could see better. His hands touched the naked skin of her side. She jumped for a second, but he kept his hand on her flesh until she got used to it.
One of them stood next to her, the other one standing up when he saw that she didn't move away. Michael didn't move or attempt to stop them. His hand made her jump when he touched her unexpectedly, but he didn't try to move it from the spot. It stayed on her naked waist, but his eyes were looking down the front of the low bra.
Jim's hand slid over her belly, feeling her muscles tighten, but he already moved up until his hand cradled one of her breasts. He squeezed it, Brooke not moving a muscle. "Yes, the silk is so soft and molds around her flesh just as my hand does." He squeezed again, feeling her hard nipple pressed in his palm. Both hands came up and cupped both of her young, firm breasts, squeezing the lovely flesh so tight, but she stood her ground, allowing him to feel the material.
"The material doesn't wrinkle either," Michael said. It gave Jim another chance to feel her young tits as he checked out the material.
"Let me see how the bra is made," Henry jumping in. He unclipped the bra in the back and slid it down over her arms.
Brooke found herself being stripped naked to the waist, her hands cupping her naked breasts in shame before she knew what she was doing. One of the men was inspecting her bra, but his eyes kept drawing back to her breasts.
"Show me the waistband of the panties, Brooke." Jim was going to make her take her hands away.
She did what she had to, her hands releasing her breasts, slipping into the waistband to turn it inside out so he could inspect it. Her nipples throbbed in excitement as the men stared at her breasts.
"Yes, that is nice," but his eyes never left her breasts. "Lovely panties, Brooke. Is the material made to cling so nicely, Michael?"
"Yes, not only on Brooke, but any women. Put your hands at your side so Jim can see them better."
"EEEHHH," Keith entered Hannah the minute Jim's hand slid over the front panel of Brooke's panties, his fingers exploring her sexy mound that was already molded by the tight panties.
She tried to push away from the hand that touched her mound, but the other one was behind her, feeling him pushed against her ass when she arched back, pushing back to shove her mound into the wandering hand.
"Hold still, Brooke." He could feel the heat of her pussy through the panties, his fingers exploring every crevice and fold of her pussy with his finger. "Spread your legs, Brooke, so I can check out the seam along your leg." His fingers slipped between her pussy lips when she spread her legs submissively.
The one behind her moved away, but his hand returned, clenching on her ass cheeks, but she was worried what he would do next, Brooke finding that men were more interested in what was between her crack. She was standing there as two men felt her up and she could only allow them to have their way with her, not as if she weren't enjoying it.
Keith began to fuck Hannah as he watched the men strip and fondle his wife. It was so perverse that it was exciting and Hannah's pussy muscles gripped his cock fondling each time he withdrew from the hot, tight hole. He couldn't believe what he was allowing men to do to his wife or what she was allowing them to do to her. She stood half-naked between them as they fondled her intimately as Michael watched. He was glad he had cum once, hoping he could last long enough to see what else they would do to his wife.
Jim felt her juices flooding the panties he pushed between her slit. She was aroused and so was he. "Over here, Brooke." He sat down on the chair. "Drape your body over my lap. I want to inspect the back of your panties."
This was going to be more than that, but she was beyond the point of stopping. She lay down on his lap, feeling his cock pushing against her abdomen. He pushed one leg out, as her head hung down to the floor, her ass pushed up, his hand already running freely over her buttocks. She couldn't stop her muscles from contracting. His hand slid lower, pushing between her legs, his fingers running along the edge of her panties, pushing them back farther each time until she felt his fingers on her naked mound.
"I like the double panel in the crotch," Jim's fingers running over her perineum, and back down to her pussy, her panties drenched in her juices. He slid back up again, this time playing over her perineum before he pushed apart her cheeks as he slid up her crack. She clenched her cheeks tight, but it was too late, his finger trapped between them, feeling the hot flesh of her tight ass muscles. He kept it there as he felt her anal muscles spasm.
She felt his finger on her asshole, reminded of the men that sodomized her. Is that what he wanted? Would I have to allow them to sodomize me for the sale?
Keith shoved in so hard that Hannah grunted, but he grew more excited as the men stripped the panties from Brooke, her ass naked, his fingers digging into her buttocks, one leg spread to show her pussy opening up from behind. He never saw her like this before and she was allowing strange men to do it to her.
Henry picked up her panties, inhaling her aroused scent but his eyes were on her open pussy, the pink lips pulled back by the spread of one leg.
It shocked her, her body jumping when his palm slapped hard against her naked ass cheek, feeling the lingering pain even when his hand left.
"Relax your cheeks, Brooke." Jim needed relief, but he couldn't pass up a young ass on his lap. Those cheeks were meant to be spanked. He felt her cheeks relax, his fingers pulling them apart until the tiny brown hole was relieved. It was slightly swollen and red; someone had already taken her virgin asshole. His finger ran around the tiny hole, seeing her muscles contracting, the tiny hole opening and closing. He slapped her other cheek, just because he could. Two more slaps before he stopped, his cock ready to bust through his pants.
He was openly spanking her and now that she gave in, his finger was exploring her anus. More spanks and then his fingers returned, this time entering her pussy, sliding in on her abundant juices. Would he fuck me?
"I think we have a deal. I just need Brooke to seal it."
"She's more then willing to do what you want to get the deal." It was Michael responding fore her.
