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From: sandia@texas.net
Subject: {ASSM} Contracts, by Sandia (M+/F, wife,reluc)
Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2001 20:10:03 -0400
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Warning:  For Adults Only.  Explicit Sex.  Do not read this if you're offended 
by sexually explicit stories.  Do not read this if you are underage.    

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Feedback appreciated at sandia@texas.net.
Story codes:  M+/F, wife, reluctant.

By Sandia.


Contracts

I've learned to love being a whore.  When my husband calls me his "slut" 
or "cunt" it makes my pussy wet.  

I wasn't always this way.  It all started about three months ago when I lost a 
bet.  My husband had some men over for a night of poker.  I didn't have money 
to go out that night, and so I decided to play.  Harry wouldn't give me any 
chips to play with, so I "traded" for them, basically flirting with the guys 
and getting them drinks and stuff so they would give me chips to play with.  

I started drinking too much, which always makes me horny, and my husband didn't 
stop me.  I started talking dirty with the guys, and wound up playing a game of 
strip poker against one of them.  I lost that bet, and had to take off my 
clothes, down to my panties, in front of all of them.  My husband tried to stop 
me, but I did it anyway, partly because of the alcohol, partly to make a 
point.  Of course I was embarrassed, but they all appreciated my body, and I 
started to feel more comfortable after a while.  I wound up getting more chips, 
and sitting there half-naked in front of several strange men was strangely 
arousing.  I found myself getting up more than I needed to, and "showing off" 
in front of them.

When I got the best hand of the night, I decided to get revenge.  Daryl, whom I 
didn't like, but who had made a pass at me earlier, said he'd bet his truck 
against me.  I thought he was thinking with his dick, and besides I really 
wanted that truck, which was brand-new and worth a lot of money.  I wound up 
betting my body against it.  Basically I had to be his sex-slave for the 
night.  He beat me, of course, but I was shocked when I saw his cards.  I was 
scared shitless then, though still kind of turned on.  I had fantasized about 
cheating on my husband before, but never with a man like Daryl.  He immediately 
made me get up and take off the rest of my clothes, showing all the guys my 
pussy and ass, and holding up my tits for them, and then he made me get in his 
truck.  

I slouched down as low as I could in the seat, terrified someone would see me.  
Daryl made me suck on his cock "like a baby," telling me he would let me out 
butt-naked if I didn't suck it good.  I was more ashamed of myself than I had 
ever been, and probably wouldn't have been able to do it at all if it hadn't 
been for all the liquor I'd drunk.  

When we got to his house he ordered me into his bedroom.  I was scared because 
his cock was much fatter than my husband's.  I'm small and even Harry, has to 
be careful with me.  I was wondering if it would hurt and hoping he wouldn't be 
too brutal about it when he came in with several lengths of clothes line.  

I pleaded with him not to tie me up, but he ignored me.  Daryl is a big guy, 
and very strong.  He tied my wrists and ankles to the bedposts and then stood 
over me awhile, looking at me.  "You're going to be a lot of fun to fuck," he 
said.

I asked him not to hurt me.  He said he wouldn't as long as I did exactly what 
he wanted me to do.  He got out a couple of vibrators and a video camera.  I 
was scared of the video camera.  I begged him not to tape me, but he did it 
anyway.  He took the vibrator and put it in my face and told me to suck it.  I 
hesitantly obeyed as he ran it over my lips and tongue and slid it in and out 
of my mouth.  "Good girl," he said.  He took it out of my mouth and started 
sliding it along the lips of my pussy.  I felt myself spasm involuntarily as he 
slid the tip into me.  He twisted it back and forth and rubbed my clitoris with 
his thumb as he gradually worked it into me.  He started pushing more and more 
of it into me, and it started to feel good.  I felt my hips moving against his 
hands and he started fucking me with it for real.  He was fucking me with the 
vibrator and rubbing my clitoris and I couldn't help myself, I started to 
come.  Then he took it out of me.  I gasped.  "Does your husband ever fuck you 
like this?" he asked me.  I said no, and asked him not to stop.  He laughed and 
got the other vibrator out.  It was smaller and shaped different.  "Does your 
husband ever fuck your ass?" he asked.  "No!" I said.  I asked him not to put 
anything in my ass, but the truth is at that moment I wanted him to.  

I tried to get away from him, but there was nothing I could do.  When he first 
started pushing it into me, I thought I would die.  I had never had anything in 
my ass before, but after he turned it on and left it there, it started to feel 
good too.  I could feel the vibrations in my pussy.  Then he took the bigger 
vibrator and started fucking my pussy again.  It felt so good I stopped caring 
about the camera or the fact he wasn't my husband.  He asked me if I had liked 
sucking his cock in the car, and I told him yes, so he wouldn't stop.  He told 
me I had to tell him what fucking Harry was like, and I told him it was 
boring.  He asked if I was looking forward to fucking him, and I said yes.  He 
told me to beg him to suck his cock, and I did.  Leaving the vibrators in me, 
he climbed up to my chest.  "Beg for it, bitch."  I begged him put his slimy 
cock in my mouth.  "Beg me to fuck your face," he said.  I begged him to fuck 
my face, and he did, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth like it was a 
cunt.  When he came, it got in my mouth, as well as my lips and cheeks and 
nose.  I spit some of it out, but it only made a bigger mess.  He grunted and 
got off me.  He left the room.  While he was gone, I found myself humping the 
vibrators, still in my pussy and ass, desperate to come.  I closed my eyes and 
tried to think about my husband, but all I could think about was Daryl's fat 
dick fucking me.  When he came back he took pictures of me, including several 
close-ups of my face.  He laid his limp dick across my face and took pictures 
of me like that.  I opened my mouth for him.  I licked the tip of his cock and 
a long strand of come came out of it.  He wiped the come off on my face and in 
my hair.  I would like to say I was grossed out but the truth is I was 
amazingly turned on.  I had never had anyone do anything like that to me 
before.  The vibrators were still buzzing in my cunt and ass.  He asked me if I 
wanted to come and made me beg for it.  I told him I would do anything if he 
would finish me off.  I told him I'd be his whore and let him fuck my ass only 
if he would make me come.  Then we heard banging on the door.

It was Harry.  Daryl told me to make him go away unless I wanted him to show my 
husband what a slut I really was.  He made me hold the vibrators in while I 
talked to him.  

I put the chain on the door and hid behind it, hoping he couldn't see the come 
on my face and in my hair in the darkness.  I had my hands between my legs to 
keep the vibrators in and the truth is I wanted nothing more than for Harry to 
go away so I could get back to getting fucked by Daryl.  I begged him to leave 
and lied to him about what Daryl was doing to me.  He finally left after I said 
Daryl was calling the police.  

After he left Daryl put his hands on my ass and stroked my pussy.  "Good girl," 
he said.  I turned around and kissed him, opening my mouth and sucking on his 
tongue.  The vibrator fell out and he stuck in fingers in me.  He took me to 
the bed and fucked me, first face to face, then he turned me on my stomach and 
fucked me from behind.  It didn't hurt like I thought it would, just a little 
when he put it in at first.  I was bucking against him and begging him to come 
inside me, which he did, twice.  I came hard against him, begging him to fuck 
me harder and begging him to shoot his spunk inside me, even though I wasn't 
using birth control.

When he was done he took more pictures of me doing all sorts of things for 
him.  He had me write dirty words on my thighs, stomach, and ass, gave me an 
old robe and then he took me home.

When I got there Harry was at the door.  I was afraid he wouldn't let me in, 
and I did the only thing that made sense at the time.  I dropped to my knees 
and sucked him off right in the doorway.  It was something I had never done for 
Harry before, and I knew he would love it.  I let him come on my face like 
Daryl had done, and looked up at him, licked my lips, and begged him to let me 
in.

He did.  But when I tried to go clean up, he stopped me.  He jerked the robe 
off me and looked at everything.  He saw Daryl's come and my come dripping out 
of my pussy, the "slut" and "cunt" and "whore" I had written on myself, and the 
come stuck in my hair and dried on my face.  I watched as his cock got hard 
again and then he twisted me around and pushed me down on the couch.   He 
fucked me doggie style over the arm of our couch.  I took it much easier than I 
usually do, and frankly enjoyed it more, even though he was much rougher than 
he had ever been before.  When he came, he left me there on the couch and went 
to bed.  I finished myself off after he left, thinking about Daryl's slimy fat 
cock spraying semen on my face.

I was sore the next morning but not unhappy.  I sort of liked the slutty, well-
fucked feeling I had.    

Things changed between Harry and me after that.  He fucked me on the kitchen 
floor in the morning, and made me play with myself and talk dirty in front of 
him.   He made me call myself a whore and said that's how he was going to treat 
me from then on, and that from that day forward I was never to say no to him 
again.  I agreed to everything.  

Daryl mailed us a package a few days later.  Harry was home when it was 
delivered.  I came into the living room with packages when I saw a tape playing 
on the VCR.  It was me.  I was begging Daryl to fuck me, telling him how I 
liked his fat dick, while his fresh come still dripped down my face.  

Harry spanked me after that, hard, so that I cried out.  Then he fucked my 
freshly spanked cunt.  I came violently, harder even than I had with Daryl.

It turned out that Daryl was threatening to send the tape and some pictures he 
took to Harry's colleagues if I didn't go back to his house that weekend.  

Harry said I had to go, that he didn't want people to know what a come-sucking 
slut I was.  He even drove me over there.  The truth was I was sort of looking 
forward to it.

When I got there Daryl made me wear a sluttish outfit he'd picked out.  It was 
a white oxford tied loosely under my breasts unbuttoned and a very short tennis-
style skirt with no panties.  He made me wear some stiletto heels with white 
stockings that came to just below the hem of the skirt.  Then he told me he was 
having a party and I had to "play along" to finish out the bet.  He told me if 
I played along I'd leave with my virgin ass intact, otherwise he'd "tear it up."

He introduced as his new girlfriend to the guys as they started to arrive.  
They were all salesmen at his company, mostly young.  Daryl made it clear to 
them what kind of girl I was by the way he treated me.  He patted my ass and 
handled my tits in front of them, and ordered me to get drinks and food for 
everybody.  I meekly obeyed.  They watched a football game, even though their 
eyes were mostly on my skirt and tits.  Daryl grabbed me and pulled me onto his 
lap.  He started feeling me up and kissing me.  I was humiliated, but it was 
strangely erotic to be handled that way in front of other men.  He put one hand 
on my thigh and gradually moved it up to my cunt.  He separated the shirt and 
squeezed one of my breasts with his other hand.  I was humiliated but 
enormously aroused.  It was turning my on so much I started kissing him back, 
taking his tongue in my mouth and sucking on it.  I moved my hips so he could 
get access and he put his hand on my clit, making me groan out loud.  He 
started rubbing my pussy and squeezing my breast harder, and I have to admit I 
didn't care anymore about the guys looking at us.  He pushed one finger inside 
me and I started making noises around his tongue.  Suddenly he pushed me off 
him. 

"Guys," he said, "Denise has agreed to give us all a show.  Haven't you, baby-
doll?"  I nodded dumbly.  Daryl turned on some music and had me dance for 
everybody.  After a while, Daryl said he thought I needed a drink.  He held my 
arms behind my back while the guys took turns pouring vodka shots down my 
throat.  I had to keep wiggling while they did this.  I coughed a lot up, but 
Daryl said I had to take another every time and I lost track of how many shots 
they poured down my throat.  The liquor ran down my throat and chest as well.  
Pretty soon the room was drunk and when Daryl let go of my arms I wasn't nearly 
as embarrassed anymore.  They told me to put on a strip show and to be sexy 
while I did it.  I didn't have much to take off and pretty soon I was dancing 
naked in front of them, except for the stockings.  Daryl told me to start 
fingering myself and I slipped one hand to my pussy, stroking my clitoris.  
Pretty soon I was moaning out loud and squeezing my own tits in front of them.  
He made me lie down on the floor and show them my pussy, while I played with 
myself.  He pulled out his cock and told me to suck it.  I licked and sucked 
his cock until he came in front of everybody.  When he was done he asked if 
there was anything I wanted to do.

"Please, I'll do anything," I said.

I fucked every guy there.  The men came in my pussy, in my mouth, on my face 
and in my hair.  They fucked my tits as well as my pussy and mouth and I begged 
them to come on me and in me and I licked their dicks clean.

I knew Harry would punish me, which he did, but at the time it was worth it and 
I enjoyed every minute.  Now I'm more Harry's slave than ever.  He uses me 
however and whenever he wants, including my ass.  I've never been back to 
Daryl's house, but Harry says he might have a party of his own for me one day.  

I'm looking forward to it.

--Denise

 

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