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Subject: {ASSM} Betty becomes a Slut, Chapter 3 (F/F, Mild BDSM, Voy, Mast, Erotic Domination)
Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2001 21:10:04 -0400
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Betty Becomes a Slut, Chapter 3
By: Jibsheet
(c)2001 - No commercial reposting permitted

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Author's Note: Although I also write purely fictional 
erotica, my primary vehicle is erotica written for and 
about real people, using them as the characters and 
basing the story on their lives, fantasies, and 
desires. Of course, I'm doing the writing, so I get to 
mix in my own fantasies and desires as well! This 
story is one of the "Real People" series.

Comments are always appreciated at:
jibsheet26@hotmail.com
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The "Betty" series are being written for Betty's 
husband, Tom. She does enjoy flashing at her office, 
and Tom is encouraging her to continue to explore her 
sexuality and become more of a "hot wife."

You should read this series from the beginning, but if 
you're picking it up in the middle, you should know 
that Betty is a pretty, lightly built, Asian-American 
woman. Please note that use of some racial slurs is 
based on information given to me by Tom & Betty.
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For the next week or so, our routine remained the 
same. Each day, Betty would go about her business, 
showing her body to everyone in the office as she did 
so. Each day, I'd have her show a little more or a 
little less; and each day, I'd have her come to my 
office late in the day and tell me about her flashing.

I'd have her sit in the chair, with her legs spread 
wide as always, and make her touch herself while she 
told me who had seen her body, and what they had done. 
Some days, she'd be so hot from the flashing that she 
would cum the minute her fingers found her cunt, 
moaning softly and stiffening in the chair as the 
pleasure rushed through her. Other days, it would take 
a while, and I'd talk to her in the crudest ways, 
exciting her even more with images of what was to 
come. I didn't fuck her every day - some days I was 
content to watch her cum, and keep her at that fever 
pitch...

One time, as her fingers flashed in and out of her 
dripping cunt, she told me that she'd had to go down 
to the shop floor again, and Sam and Red, whose cum 
she'd worn that day, had pushed her in a corner and 
felt her up. She said Red was as insistent as he'd 
been before, and wouldn't let her go until she spread 
her legs, held the crotch of her panties aside, and 
let him thrust his fingers in and out of her cunt. She 
admitted, too, that she'd enjoyed it thoroughly, and 
let it slip that it had made her feel like she was 
back in school with her old boyfriend. I filed that 
little admission away, realizing that it meant she 
wasn't quite the sexual innocent she made herself out 
to be.

Another time, as I was pulling her head down towards 
my cock, she told me that Fred was after her to suck 
him off, too, and she wanted to do it, "like before."  
That, too, was filed away as I filled her mouth with 
my cum, and I told her that she'd soon be tasting 
Fred's cum on a regular basis.

During that same week, I also had several long, 
interesting conversations with Sherri, Fred's 
secretary.

--++--

That Friday afternoon, I had Betty bent forward over 
my desk, sliding my cock in and out of her dripping 
cunt. Her skirt was thrown up over her waist, and her 
panties lay on the floor by the chair, where she had 
earlier given herself a hard orgasm as I watched.
I fucked her slowly and deeply, driving her closer and 
closer to her second orgasm. She groaned each time I 
plunged my cock deep into her body, panting as my 
hands held her hips firmly down on the table.  After 
fucking her steadily for several minutes, I suddenly 
stopped, with my hips pressed against hers.

"Ohgod," she moaned, "don't stop now.so close.."

"Hmmm, I don't know if you deserve to cum again, 
slut...after all, you've been less than truthful with 
me!"

"But how...what do you mean?"

"You told me you hadn't had much experience before you 
met Tom...but - that - wasn't  - true - was - it?" I 
emphasized each of the last words by slamming my cock 
in and out of her cunt with each word.

"Oh...ahhh....no.no it wasn't true...I...I did some 
things with other guys..."

"Not 'some things' slut...you know better..." I pulled 
my cock almost all the way out of her cunt, and 
slapped her ass, hard. 

"Ouch...I'm sorry...you're right...I..I used to jerk 
my boyfriends cock for him.and....and...let him cum in 
my hand.."

I slapped her ass again. "Don't give me that, he would 
have wanted more. Not just your hand, right?"

"Oh god...no....in my mouth, too..."

"You used to drink his cum, didn't you, slut? And you 
liked it, right?"

"Yes! I loved it...oh, please fuck me again!"

I began fucking her again, slowly. She groaned and 
arched her hips towards me as I spoke: "There was 
more, wasn't there, you little cunt? You were a slut 
then too, weren't you?"

"Uunnh,oh god...yes...yes I was."

"Alright, slut...I warned you, didn't I, that you 
would be punished if you displeased me?"

"Yes...yes you did...you told me I'd be punished."

"And you will be. When I'm finished using your body, 
you're going to call Tom, and tell him you won't be 
home this evening. Tell him you'll be at my place, 
being punished. Understand?"

"Oh God...yes...but please...please make me cum again 
before you punish me.."

In response, I seized her hips, and began to fuck into 
her, hard. The room was filled with our groans, and 
the slapping sound of my hips meeting her pretty 
little ass, still red with the handprints from my 
slaps. After several minutes, I spayed her cunt with 
my hot cum, and sent her over the edge into another 
orgasm.

--++--

Betty rang the bell at my apartment precisely at 7, as 
she'd been told. Sherri and I had been chatting 
casually and sipping our wine as we waited for Betty 
to appear, and now we smiled at each other in 
anticipation of what was to come.

I led Betty into the living room, and enjoyed the look 
of confusion that crossed her face when she saw 
Sherri.

"But.I thought you said.."

"That you'd be punished, slut? You're right, I did. 
But I didn't say WHO would be doing the punishing, did 
I? Now stand over here next to Sherri."

Betty took her place, and Sherri and I looked her up 
and down for a few silent minutes, enjoying her 
obvious discomfort as she wondered what was going to 
happen, and we undressed her with our eyes. Not that 
you had to go far to have the little slut undressed, 
though. Her white blouse was sheer enough to reveal 
the swell of her small breasts, capped with stiff dark 
nipples, and her short skirt seemed to invite our 
hands to explore the delights hidden between her legs. 
I noticed that Sherri was once again lightly caressing 
her own breasts, as she looked Betty up and down, and 
I decided to give us both a better look at the slut's 
hot little body.

"Move closer to Sherri, face me, and raise your 
skirt," I ordered.

Slowly, Betty complied. As she pulled up her skirt, it 
was my turn to be surprised.she had put on a pair of 
brief white cotton panties, in spite of my orders for 
her to be naked under her clothes.

"Where did those panties come from, Slut? I didn't 
tell you to wear any! Now you'll have to be punished 
for that, too." A small smile played across Betty's 
face, and I suspected that was exactly what she had 
hoped her disobedience would bring.

"What do you think?" I asked Sherri.

"Mmmmm,  I LIKE the panties," Sherri said. Her hand 
went out, and she gently caressed Betty's ass, which 
caused Betty to jump just a little. "It will be so 
much more fun to pull them down as I punish her!"

"I think we should get started, don't you?" Sherri 
asked, and I gave her a smile in reply.

"Come here, you pretty thing," Sherri ordered Betty. 
"Come here and lie down over my knees!"

I watched as Sherri hitched her own skirt up a little, 
and pulled Betty by the hand across her lap. She bent 
Betty forward until her hands rested on the floor on 
one side, and her toes barely touched the floor on the 
other. In this position, her delicate round ass was 
raised for our view, framed by the thigh-high hose she 
wore, and partially covered by the white panties.

Sherri brought her hand down to rest on Betty's ass, 
slowly caressing it as she spoke.

"Now, I think you wanted my help in getting this slut 
to tell the truth about her sordid past, didn't you?" 
Her hand continued it's travel over Betty's ass, 
fingers occasionally slipping under the white fabric.

"After all, we can't have a slut who doesn't tell the 
truth, can we? How hard do you suppose we'll have to 
punish her to make her tell us, hmmm? Let's find out."

We could both see Betty tense, as Sherri's hand left 
her ass. She knew what was coming, of course, but 
nothing could prepare her for the shock of it. Sherri 
brought her hand down hard, and the crack of flesh on 
flesh was only slightly muffled by the panties. 
Betty's cry of pain was instant, and repeated, as 
Sherri quickly spanked her several times, moving her 
hand about so that each blow landed in a different 
place. Then she stopped, and resumed her slow 
caressing.

"Now tell us, pretty thing, " Sherri demanded, "tell 
us just how slutty you've been."

"ohgod," Betty whimpered, "I told you.I used to make 
my boyfriend cum.Ohhhh!

Betty's cry came as Sherri gave her another quick 
slap. "Not good enough, Betty. I think you have more 
to tell us, don't you?"

"Slut," I chimed in, "When I was fucking you earlier, 
you said that Red had fingered you in the warehouse, 
remember?"

"yessss.ohgod.yesss" Betty wiggled on Sherri's lap, 
then jumped as Sherri began to spank her again, 
speaking between each slap.

"You also told him that 'it made you feel like you 
were in school again' didn't you? Tell us about that, 
you little whore."

"Ahhhh.I used to let my boyfriend feel me.feel my 
body."

"You let your boyfriend put his fingers in your cunt, 
like Red did?" Sherri asked.

"Ouch.yes..yes, I did.oh god.it felt good, I liked 
it!"

"Were your clothes on when he did this?"

"Yes.Ouch, ouch.ok, sometimes.sometimes I took them 
off for him."

"Sherri," I interrupted, "I think she should do the 
same for us, don't you?"

"Mmmm, yes, but not everything yet. This little slut 
has more to tell us. Betty! Stand up and take off your 
panties, just like you did for your boyfriend!"

With a groan, Betty struggled to her feet, rubbing her 
ass with both hands. Sherri and I watched as she slid 
the white panties down, and stepped out of them. 
Sherri licked her lips at the sight of Betty's ass, 
and then looked at me.

"Do you mind?" Sherri asked.

"Not at all, Sherri.you know she's yours to use and 
punish as you please tonight."

With that, Sherri pulled Betty around to face her, 
standing in front of her.

"Mmm, what a pretty little cunt!" Sherri exclaimed, 
and I saw the tips of Sherri's fingers appear between 
Betty's legs, as she caressed the slut. I watched 
Sherri enjoy herself, while I enjoyed the view of 
Betty's ass. Sherri's handprints were clearly visible, 
red and insistent even against Betty's amber skin.

Betty's head fell back, her dark hair cascading across 
her back, and her groans of pleasure began to fill the 
room as Sherri's fingers continued their exploration. 
But not for long.

"Enough!" Sherri ordered, "Get back across my knees!"

Betty whimpered, but she complied, taking the position 
she now knew well, and even, I thought, raising her 
naked ass a bit for Sherri's use.

"Now tell us how you were a slut for your boyfriend!" 
Sherri ordered, reinforcing her words with a quick 
hard slap on Betty's ass.

"Owwww.we used to go to his house.to study."

"Yes?" This from Sherri, accompanied by another hard 
slap.

"He used to help me.with my homework.and then he'd 
tell me I had to help him.Oww!"

"He wanted to fuck you, didn't he?"

"Yes.but I wouldn't let him, so he said I had to help 
him another way.Oww.that hurts!"

"Tell us what you did, or I'll make it hurt even 
more!" Sherri replied.

"He made me take out his cock, and made me jerk him 
off," Betty groaned, tensing and waiting for the blow. 
This time, though, Sherri surprised her, and lowered 
her hand to caress Betty's tingling ass.

"That's it.tell us what happened."

"I jerked him off..he came in my hand, but he said 
that wasn't good enough, and I had to help him more." 
Betty's words came in a rush, as she pushed her ass up 
against Sherri's stroking hand. 

"He said I had to suck him.suck his cock.so I did.I.I 
liked doing that."

"You let him cum in your mouth, didn't you, slut?" I 
asked.

"Yes! Yes.he used to cum so hard, I could barely 
swallow it all...but then.he said it wasn't enough, 
that I owed him more.he made me undress.OWWW!!

"That was for lying again!" Sherri said. She continued 
to spank Betty again, as she spoke:

"He didn't MAKE you undress, did he? He suggested it, 
and you WANTED to, didn't you? You wanted to be naked 
in front of him, right?

"Ow.owww,  YES.yes, I did.I wanted him to see my 
body.wanted to make him hot."

"Good. Now get up, and undress for us, just like you 
did for your boyfriend."

Betty stood, her legs trembling slightly, and began to 
undress. As she did, I got up and crossed the room, 
and stood behind her, looking at her reddened ass. I 
slid my hand down across the warm flesh, and between 
her legs, finding, as I expected too, that her cunt 
was dripping wet, so much so that her juices coated 
the insides of her thighs.

"You're doing a very good job, Sherri! The little slut 
is dripping wet!"

"Mmmm, so am I," Sherri answered. She stood, and 
reached under her skirt to slip off her panties, 
sliding her fingers through her cunt and gathering her 
wetness. When she held up those fingers, I could she 
that she was right, and that punishing Betty was 
something she enjoyed.

Sherri pulled her skirt up around her waist, and sat 
down again, spreading her legs.

"Get on your knees in front of me, you naked little 
slut!"

Betty dropped to her knees in front of Sherri, who 
reached up to caress Betty's face, then dropped her 
hands to her own cunt. Standing to one side of the 
women, I watched as Sherri's fingers flew over her 
cunt, opening the lips and spreading her wetness over 
them. Betty's eyes widened as she watched.I don't know 
if she'd ever seen another woman's cunt in this way, 
but she was obviously fascinated.

"You see what you've made me do, little slut?" Sherri 
asked. "Now you put your hands on your own pretty 
little cunt, and tell us more about what you did for 
your boyfriend."

Betty slid her hand down over her own soft mound, 
fingers running through the sparse dark hair. She 
groaned and began to pleasure herself, eyes still 
fastened on Sherri's open wet cunt.

"You wanted to be naked for him, didn't you?" Sherri 
prompted.

"Yes.I like how hot it made him.and.and I enjoyed 
being naked when he was dressed.I used to suck his 
cock like that.naked."

Sherri sighed, and eased down in the chair, her 
fingers moving faster now.

"He used to touch you, didn't he?"

"Yes.he used to tell me I had to let him."

The flash in Sherri's eyes warned Betty, and she 
added: "But I wanted him to touch me.I liked it.I 
spread my legs for him, and let him put his fingers in 
me."

"Just like Red did in the shop?"

"Yes.ohhhh, that's  why I liked it.it was the same."

Sherri's head was laying back on the chair now, her 
eyes slits as she watched Betty. Both of them were 
panting, enjoying the pleasure of masturbating for 
each other. I slipped my cock out of my pants, and 
joined in the fun, stroking slowly as I watched.

"How often did you 'help' you boyfriend, Betty?" 
Sherri asked.

"ahhhh.feels good..I helped him a lot.every 
afternoon."

"Mmm, you were a little slut.oh, look.look Betty, look 
at how hard my clit is from you." Sherri's fingertips 
flicked the little nub out into the open, and Betty's 
eyes widened as she watched. 

"Did you drink your boyfriend's cum every afternoon?"

"No," the answer came, with a small smile, "sometimes 
he wanted to cum on me."

"Oh god.where, Betty, where?" Sherri's hips began to 
arch toward her fingers, and she drove the fingers of 
her other hand into her cunt.

"On my breasts.sometimes on my thigh, near my cunt, so 
he could pretend he was fucking me.and 
sometimes.sometimes on my face!"

"Ahhh, you little slut! Oh god.make me cum, you little 
slut, just like you made your boyfriend cum!" With 
that cry, Sherri reached out with both hands, and 
pulled Betty down towards her cunt. Surprisingly, 
Betty offered no resistance, and her fingers kept up a 
steady pace on her own cunt as Sherri pulled her down.

With a cry of pleasure, Sherri pulled Betty's face up 
into her cunt. Betty knew instinctively what Sherri 
wanted so badly, and her tongue lashed out, seeking 
Sherri's clit through the folds of her cunt. I stepped 
behind Sherri, and watched as Betty serviced her, 
running her tongue along the length of Sherri's cunt 
lips, spreading them to dive into her cunt, then 
pulling out to flick repeatedly at the hard nub of her 
clit.

Sherri's groans told us both that she wasn't far from 
cumming, and I reached down, unfastening the buttons 
of her blouse and pushing my hands down under her bra, 
seeking out her nipples, enjoying the contrast of 
Sherri's full breasts against the sight of Betty's 
small ones.

"Yes.yes..oh god, pinch my nipples.lick my cunt, you 
little slut! Eat me! Like that.yes!"

My hands found her nipples under the bra, and 
together, Betty and I drove Sherri over the edge. With 
a deep moan, her hips snapped upward, and she drove 
Betty down hard into her cunt.

"Aggghhhh..oh god.cumming!! Ahhhhhhhhhh! Again and 
again her body jerked, as Betty continued to lash at 
her cunt, and I twisted her nipples under her blouse. 
Finally, she collapsed back against the seat, a smile 
slowly spreading across her face.

"Oh god, that was fantastic.come here you lovely 
little slut!" I stepped back and watched as she pulled 
Betty's face, covered in the wetness from her cunt, up 
to her own, and their lips met in a long, deep kiss. 
Betty melted into Sherri's arms, and they continued to 
kiss for several minutes, as I slowly stroked my still 
hard cock.

At last, Sherri pulled Betty back just a bit.

"Mmm, you are as good as he promised you would be," 
she said, "but I think you still have more to tell us, 
don't you?"

Betty smiled, and lowered her head. "Yes, there's 
more."

"In that case, I'll just have to punish you some 
more.but I think I'll punish you while you serve him," 
she said, looking over at where I stood with my stiff 
cock in my hand.

"Why don't we use your bedroom for a while?" Sherri 
said, as pushed Betty back and stood, shedding the 
rest of her clothes as she did. Naked, Sherri walked 
over to my desk in the corner, and picked up a short, 
flat wooden ruler. 

"Come with me, you little slut!" she said to Betty, 
"I'm going to make you tell us the rest of your sordid 
past."

---end---

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