Clare stood next to the changing cubicles in the tacky department store. She held up a lacy see-through black top in front of her and a small red stretch mini-skirt in one hand, and in the other hand she had a rather modest dress. She wanted to try on the dress, however her programming was compelling her towards the slutty outfits. Despite all she had decided to put up a fight, if only to convince herself that she actually did not want do dress like a whore.

Suddenly the cubicle curtain next to her opened and Angie who was standing inside spoke.

‘Tell me the truth. Do I look slutty in this?’ Angie said.

Clare looked at Angie stood in the low cut but relatively modest knee length blue dress.

‘Not really,’ Clare answered honestly. ‘It looks relatively modest.’

‘Oh,’ Angie said, her face falling. ‘I’d better try on something else then.’ With that the curtain closed again.

Two hours later after both girls attempted vainly to try on and buy relatively modest and normal clothes both relented and were forced by their programming to instead buy clothes that looked hardly even suitable for professional escorts. Clare bought the see through lace top and the red stretch mini-skirt, along with a red stretch mini-dress. She also bought a French maid uniform from a uniform shop and a blue one piece licra body stocking with playboy bunnies around it and a fluffy bunny tail. It also had a practical zipper running from its low cut top between her breasts down between her legs and up to the top of her butt crack. Angie bought two stretch mini dresses, two mini-skirts and similar maid uniform and one piece body stocking to Clare’s, though her body stocking was in pink.

‘I can’t stand these clothes,’ Angie said. ‘I would never wear anything like this in my wildest dreams given the choice. And now I’m getting the urge to go down to the sex shop to buy the underwear for tonight. Oh god! I can’t do that with Bill. I simply can’t.’

‘Like I said, good luck resisting because I tried and it didn’t work,’ Clare replied.

Clare put down the lipstick she had just applied and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a red stretch mini-dress that was extremely low cut and showed off the tops of her boobs nicely and the overall curvature of her figure. Underneath she wore her front opening uplift bra which assisted her tits to be nicely demonstrated.

The tops of her patterned stocking and the suspenders holding them were revealed below the mini-dress, which only just covered her crotch.She was happy that she looked suitably slutty for her date – that is happy that she met the demands of her programming.

It was 5:30 and Clare was just about ready to leave. Next to her stood Angie. Angie was made up beautifully with red lipstick, nail varnish and blue mascara, but was wearing nothing but the underwear set identical to those Clare had worn two days before. Although she was not due to leave for another hour Angie had readied herself early so that Clare could agree that she was dressed appropriately.

‘Is this how I’m supposed to dress then?’ Angie said with a tone of desperation in her voice.

‘Well you look exactly the way I looked,’ Clare replied. ‘I dare say you feel the same way as well,’ she continued thoughtfully.

Angie was flushed red below the makeup, quite clearly embarrassed at standing there in nothing but a bra and panty set, stockings and suspenders and her four inch heels. Clare knew from experience that the embarrassment would also be having its other wicked effect.

‘I can’t go to Bill’s like this and do what you said!’ Angie replied looking at herself in the mirror and flushing even redder. ‘I just can’t.’ She then turned angrily to Clare. ‘I think I will go to Kempton Towers and jump of the roof instead. I mean it you know!’

‘Somehow, even if you do mean it I don’t think you will get away with it. I have a funny feeling from personal experience that the programming we have would see that as disobedience by inaction. You’ll probably find yourself stood there and unable to jump even if you get over the fear of doing so.’

Angie screamed shrilly and stamped her stiletto on the floor; something Clare was getting into a habit of seeing Angie do.

‘Look, I have to go now. And I’ve a feeling things aren’t going to be much better for me. Why don’t you phone your mom and tell her you’ll not be home tonight? By all means tell her you’re staying over at mine again.’

‘Yes I will,’ Angie said as she looked at herself in the mirror, blushing and breathing quite heavily. ‘I think I will just have to use the bathroom first, though.’

Clare looked at her pitifully. She knew instinctively why Angie needed the bathroom. She was intensely embarrassed and humiliated by the way she was dressed, and combined with this the thought of what she was going to have to do tonight was arousing her unbearably. She clearly intended to use the bathroom to masturbate and relieve the frustration.

‘Okay.’ Clare replied with a sigh. ‘I’ll see you back here in the morning,’. She then went for her coat and made her way to the door. As she was leaving she heard distinctively Angie moaning from in the bathroom.

Clare knocked on the door of Graham’s apartment. It was on the fourth floor of a block of plush apartments that appeared to be suitably expensive for someone of his standing. The door opened and Graham was stood in his dressing gown sipping what appeared to be champagne from a glass, much as she had found Bill two days earlier.

‘Come in please, Clare,’ Graham said. Clare entered.

Clare was wearing a longish coat to hide her slutty attire and immediately after closing the door Graham indicated to take it. ‘May I?’ he said.

Without answering Clare slipped off her coat and handed it to Graham. Graham took it and hung it on a coat rail behind him without taking his eyes of Clare.

‘Well, well, well. What do we have here?’ Graham said looking Clare over. ‘You look absolutely delightful. You really have made yourself look a complete slut. I’m looking forward to you behaving similarly as well.’ He then sniggered before saying, ‘Follow me into my lounge.’

Graham made his way out of his hall into his lounge, which was dimly lit and had relaxing soul music on in the background. It had expensive looking paintings on most walls, and a deep shag pile carpet underfoot. A large flat plasma screen TV was on one wall, and a large comfortable leather lounge suite was in the centre. A mock fireplace with what Clare presumed must be a gas imitation fire was on another wall, above which was a clock showing the time as exactly six.

After making his way over to a large leather settee Graham seated himself in the centre and indicated for Clare to seat herself at his left side. Clare compliantly did so. As she seated her short mini dress drew up even further revealing clearly her lacy panties, stockings and suspenders to Graham’s gaze. Clare instinctively tried to pull it down hoping Graham would not see, but the springy material simply rose again. Looking up Clare saw Graham had been watching and was smiling, and the inevitably embarrassment Clare felt caused her to dampen with arousal under the gaze.

Graham placed his left arm around Clare and drew her in close. ‘Well, Clare, what shall we talk about. Tell me about yourself. There’s not much I don’t know, but you might surprise me.’

Clare was slightly taken aback by this. She had expected Graham to make a pass at her immediately.

‘Well. Err. I suppose you know I’m from Dallas. I used to live with my parents before I moved here to take up my job.’

‘Ah, yes. Your parents. Your father is into real-estate, isn’t he? Garner Real-estate. And you live in a mansion with servants when you are there don’t you? They bought you your flat here in Texas City as well didn’t they? A two bedroom flat as well – worth quite a bit.’

Although she remembered Graham had considerable information on her Clare still felt some surprise at the extent of his knowledge.

‘Yes. I moved here to take up my job in the typing pool six months ago for a change of scenery and to try something different.’

‘Ever thought of sharing with Angie? I know you don’t need the money but it would put your other bedroom to use, and living with her mom she will need somewhere to take her dates.’

‘I suppose so, but the room’s full of junk at the moment.’ This was true. Though it contained a bed the room was presently used for storage. Why was she having this conversation with Graham though? Clare decided to be bold and change the conversation to him. ‘What about you, are you married?’ Clare said.

‘Not anymore,’ Graham said unmoved. ‘My wife and I separated five years ago and I haven’t seen her since. She was very controlling and I don’t like to be controlled I like to be the one in the driving seat; as I’m sure you are well aware by now. I had the fantasy of somehow being able to hypnotise her, but back then I didn’t have the means. Running into you and finding the means simultaneously was a long term fantasy become reality. You’re a lot like her in character, Clare – at least you were before my little adjustments.’

A cold silence followed for a while with Clare sitting uncomfortably in Graham’s arm, and Graham staring at her leering.

‘Well.’ Clare said to break the silence. ‘This is a nice apartment.’

‘It is isn’t it,’ Graham said looking past her at the wall clock. ‘My look at the time. You’ve been here ten minutes already.’ Graham then sat grinning at Clare.

Clare immediately recognised Graham’s intentions now and following Hilary’s command to take the lead after ten minutes if her dates had done nothing she helplessly turned to her middle aged boss, put her arms around his shoulders, leaned over and began kissing him. Graham moaned slightly as Clare shakily stuck her tongue into his mouth passionately.

‘Mmmm. That’s nice Clare,’ Graham said as Clare paused. He gently began to feel her left breast with his right hand before he continued: ‘So, do we get straight onto it now, Clare?’

Graham was smiling as he said this with Clare leaning over him, her arms still around his shoulders. He well knew the answer. Clare heard herself helplessly begin to speak. To Graham Clare’s face was a delicious confusion of emotion. She looked reluctant to say what she was, but nevertheless the words came tumbling out sensuously, as though she were incredibly aroused by them. Graham knew only too well that this was the case through the embarrassment they produced.

‘I’ll do whatever you want,’ Clare said as she helplessly and sensuously embraced him. ‘I enjoy sucking cock and swallowing and am happy to be fucked in the ass if you want. I’ll even do kinky stuff like being spanked if you prefer.’ Clare saw Graham’s grin broaden as she obeyed word for word Hilary’s programming. Her crotch was now saturated from the arousal being produced by her obedient self humiliation. She wanted desperately on one level to stop talking as she knew it was going to get worse – but she could not. Worse still another part of her was almost eagerly anticipating the thrill of the arousal it would produce.

‘Please feel free to continue,’ Graham replied, still fondling gently Clare’s left breast and pressing her close. ‘So are you interested in me for a serious relationship?’ he said with a snigger.

‘No, I’m not interested in a serious relationship or even having a steady boyfriend,’ Clare heard herself reply feeling yet more aroused by the words. ‘All I want is casual sex. The reason is that I’m a submissive slut and like being used and abused by guys.’

Clare was now almost on the brink of an orgasm as she embraced Graham and watched in embarrassment him enjoying her helpless programmed self humiliation.

‘My friend, Angie, and I are both of the same opinion. We have discussed it and come to the conclusion that we are both going to live a slutty life fucking any guy that wishes to use us and dressing the part. That’s why we dress the way we do for work. Because I’m a submissive slut I would also like it if I could call you either “sir” or “Master” for the evening. Ohhh!’ The last words had been too much for Clare, and an orgasm had overwhelmed her. She gripped Graham more tightly as she came and gently pumped back and forth for a few seconds.

‘Yes, Clare enjoy it. Enjoy being used and humiliated, you gorgeous little slut.’ He then kissed her passionately rubbing her tit more aggressively, and Clare helplessly responded as though Graham were the love of her life.

Graham paused and then spoke again. ‘You will call me “Master” for the evening in answer to your question Clare. Now is there anything else before I introduce you to another room in my apartment more suited to our play?’

‘Yes, Master,’ Clare helplessly replied. ‘I’d like you to pass it on to your friends that my friend, Angie, and I are both easy sluts, and that any of them can ask us out or even simply molest us around the offices if they happen to be employees and wish to do so.’

As she spoke the enormity of the words she and Angie had been programmed to speak to their ‘dates’ began to sink in. She would have to do this again tomorrow with Derek, as would Angie with John Garcy. Then there would be more and more dates and they would have to go over the same words with each. Soon they would be seen as the biggest sluts in the state and be used as such.

‘I will certainly bear in mind your words, Clare, and pass them on at every opportunity I get. Now follow me,’ he said rising and pulling Clare roughly by the wrist after him. ‘I’ve prepared a room especially for my pleasures with you. I think you will be impressed.’

‘Yes, Master,’ Clare heard herself reply as she helplessly followed Graham. Clare followed him out of the lounge and he approached and opened a pair of double doors in the hall of his apartment and strode meaningfully into a room, with Clare tripping after him on her heels.

‘This my dear is our playroom,’ Graham said indicating the large spacious brightly lit room. It was around twenty feet square, with mirrored walls and a white ceiling. Against one wall was a large king size bed. Several other pieces of furniture or possibly better described as equipment were around the room, which appeared clearly to be either for sex or corporal punishment.

‘Over here, Clare,’ Graham indicated to the bed which he now lay upon.

Clare compliantly walked over to the bed and got onto it defensively and lay next to Graham.

‘Now Clare I am going to do something a little different tonight. Up to now you have been obeying commands because you have to despite not wanting to do so. Tonight that will not be the case. Are you listening carefully, Clare?’

‘Yes Master,’ Clare replied. Her stomach had dropped with dread at what Graham was going to say to her.

‘Good. From now until you walk back into your flat tomorrow morning you will be madly in love with me and want to serve me as your Master with all your heart. You enjoy pleasing me and wonder why you ever did not want to do so. You want to gratify my sexual needs and any other desires I might have of you, and feel an overwhelming need to do your utmost to maximise my gratification. Providing such gratification will give you intense pleasure as well, and an intense feeling of personal fulfilment. You will feel this way about me right up until you walk through the doors of your flat tomorrow morning. At that time you will return to the way you were before you arrived here tonight, but you will remember everything you did. Do you understand Clare?’

Clare looked at Graham as though for the first time. Why had she never appreciated how gorgeous he was? And he was such a beautiful person. Why had she never wanted to please him before? Why had she made him have to hypnotise her to get her to do things? He was so gorgeous and such a lovely person it would be a pleasure to obey him and please him – to think that he wanted her of all people to satisfy his needs! He desired her! It was such a privilege.

Clare’s face melted into a rich smile as she purred sensually, ‘Yes Master. Of course Master. How can I please you? Just tell me what you want me to do?’

Graham licked his lips. ‘Well where shall we start? I know you’ve already had one spanking today, but I really would like to give you a second. How about I sit on the edge of the bed and you lie across my lap?’

Clare’s heart skipped a beat. He had told her a way she could please him, and she knew already that he really enjoyed giving her a good spanking. ‘Why of course, Master! My bottom is still a bit sore, but that’s not a problem,’ Clare said jumping off the bed quickly.

Graham moved to the edge of the bed smiling, seated himself and then patted his lap.

“Graham really enjoys spanking,” Clare thought, “but how can I make it as pleasing as possible for him?” Clare decided to ask him.

‘Would you like me to lift up my skirt and take down my panties first, Master?’ Clare said. ‘And perhaps if Master tells me what he enjoys about spanking me I could make it more pleasing for Master,’ she continued, desiring with all her heart to maximise his gratification.

Graham chuckled slightly before answering. ‘Yes, you can lift your skirt, and take down your panties, Clare. And you are right. I do enjoy spanking young sluts like yourself. I suppose what I enjoy about it besides smacking a nice shapely bottom is the response from a stinging slap. I’m a bit of a sadist I suppose.’

Clare beamed at Graham in thanks for the information. ‘Oh it’s so good that you told me that, Master. I can help you get the most out of spanking me now! What if I tell you which parts of my bottom are sorest whilst you spank me? Then you’ll be able to target them and get the best reaction out of me. What do you think, Master?’

Graham chuckled again, wide eyed at Clare’s willing compliance. ‘That sounds like an excellent idea,’ he replied.

Clare immediately pulled up her stretch mini dress, tugged down her panties and with an enthusiastic grin from ear to ear lay across Graham’s lap. She then stuck out her butt as best she could unaided by a posture cushion through her suspenders. ‘Is that alright Master?’

‘That’s excellent Clare,’ Graham replied enjoying the view of the round pinkened peach on his lap. He then began firmly spanking it, and a loud CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! noise filled the room.

‘Yow! That bit is really sore. You should concentrate on that Master. Yowww! Ouch! Yoww! That’s it’ Clare said as Graham spanked the sore central areas of Clare’s butt cheeks.

Graham continued to spank Clare until his hand was too sore to continue and her butt was lividly red. Throughout Clare continued to tell him how sore it was getting, and though the spanking was painful she knew that Graham was enjoying it and this made it all worthwhile. After finishing Graham instructed Clare to rise.

‘That really hurt, Master,’ Clare said. ‘The last few spanks were really painful, but I did my best to stay in position and take them nicely. Are you pleased Master?’

‘Yes immensely,’ Graham replied with genuine satisfaction. Clare clapped her hands in front of her and gave a little jump for joy as she beamed a smile.

‘Now if you could just do a nice slow striptease for me Clare,’ Graham continued.

‘Oh of course Master,’ Clare replied enthusiastically. She then immediately compliantly did so after giving her butt a quick rub, wiggling her hips and licking her lips.

‘That’s great Clare. That is just so sexy.’

‘Oh I’m so turned on that you like this Master,’ Clare replied with a look of genuine satisfaction that she was pleasing Graham.

Once she was down to just stockings suspenders and heels Graham threw off his dressing gown and said, ‘on to my lap Clare. Straddle me and do your best to please me, but slowly.’

‘Oh yes Master. Oh, thank you Master. I’ll do my absolute best,’ Clare said enthusiastically. She then mounted him, slipping her legs either side of his waste on the bed. His enormous cock pressed against her belly. She was already extremely aroused by having pleased her Master so well, as she now found pleasing him such a turn on, so she able to guide his enormous cock easily inside herself being as wet as she was. Once in Clare then clutched at Graham and began to move her hips back and forth, fucking herself on him slowly. ‘Is that nice, Master? Oh, oh yes. Is that good Master?’

‘That’s very nice Clare,’ Graham said as he watched Clare fuck herself. ‘You really are pleasing me.’

‘Oh that’s just so great!’ Clare replied, genuinely, and began kissing Graham. ‘I love you so much, Master. All I want is to please you. I don’t know why I was ever any different.’

‘Excellent, Clare. Just keep going like that,’ Graham said with a snigger.

‘I swear I’ll do everything I can to please you from now on Master,’ Clare said. ‘Just tell me what you want of me. I’ll do anything! Oh I love you so.’ Clare then began to pump more urgently in her enthusiasm.

‘Slow down, Clare there’s no rush. Just fuck yourself slowly and continue to tell me how much it pleases you,’ Graham replied.

‘Oh I’m so sorry Master. I was just getting carried away. I’ll do it nice and slow from now on. Is that better Master? Oh I do love you so much!’

‘Yes that’s just perfect,’ Graham replied as Clare slowly worked his manhood in and out of herself with gentle slurping sounds.

‘Oh I’m so so pleased I’m satisfying to you, Master.’ Clare then began to kiss lick and stroke Graham as she slowly moved back and forth on him, doing everything she could think of to make the sex as enjoyable as possible for him and delighting in the fact.

Clare slowly fucked herself on Graham’s cock for fifteen minutes, continuously kissing him and telling him how much she loved him before he finally blew his load inside her. As he climaxed Clare clutched at him even more passionately and said with genuine feeling, ‘Oh Master! I’ve pleased you! I’ve satisfied you! It’s such an honour!’

Shortly after Clare lay next to Graham nuzzling him on the bed.

‘I’m so pleased I was able to satisfy you Master,’ Clare said contentedly as she rubbed against him.

‘Well I’m not completely satisfied yet. There are a few other things I think we need to do when I have sufficiently recovered. Go fetch me another glass of champagne and be quick about it Clare. When you get back you can begin kissing me all over to get me warmed up again,’ Graham replied.

‘Yes Master,’ Clare replied jumping up and going to fetch the drink.

After she returned she gave Graham the drink. She then began kissing him all over starting at his feet.

‘Is that nice Master?’ she said in between kisses. She paid particular attention to kissing Graham’s cock, and around it, asking him particularly if that area was pleasurable. After five minutes of her ministrations Graham had another hard on.

‘Okay Clare. I think we are ready for round two now. You’ve done an excellent job of getting me turned on again. That and some sildenofil I took earlier anyway.’

‘Oh, Master. I’m so pleased that it worked. What would you like to do with me to satisfy you?’ Clare responded again with enthusiasm and smiles.

‘Well I think I would like to ass fuck you for a while Clare. Get on to the bed and present me your ass so I can fuck it. There’s a good girl.’

Clare immediately jumped onto the bed, her large firm tits bouncing from side to side, and knelt with her back to Graham. She then spread her knees and then her ankles wider as she had done days before for Bill, before bending over to put her head to the bed and then arched down, jutting out her asshole for use. Graham quickly got some lubricant from a bedside cabinet filled with sex toys and knelt behind Clare and began to lube her up.

‘Oh yes Master. Use lots of lube so that you can ram the whole length of your cock up my ass,’ Clare said enthusiastically.

Graham sniggered as he applied copious amounts of lube to the little hole. He then positioned the glands of his cock against it and began to push the well lubed little sphincter. Clare held herself still on the bed and leaned her weight back to assist the enormous cock violate her. As with Bill she then felt her small asshole being painfully spread by the wide girthed cock. At last she felt it spread wide enough and her little sphincter yielded to allow the giant cock to slip in her. It was painfully tight fit as with Bill and made Clare’s eyes water, but Graham was enjoying it and that was the main thing.

‘That’s it Master you’re in. Now ram it right up and use me for your pleasures,’ Clare said in satisfaction at the way she was providing fulfilment to her lovely Master.

Graham did as Clare suggested managing to ram the full enormous length of his cock in up to the balls. He then began to fuck Clare eagerly. As he did so Clare again began to tell him of her delight at pleasing him.

‘Oh Master. It’s so gratifying to know I am pleasing you. You are enjoying using my ass aren’t you Master?’ she said, hoping he would make her heart leap with the knowledge.

‘Oh yes. I’m absolutely loving this,’ Graham replied with a snigger as he began to pump aggressively in and out of Clare’s asshole pausing only occasionally to slap the two lividly red well spanked cheeks.

‘Ouch!’ Clare said as Graham smacked her sore left cheek before recommencing pumping his cock in and out of her asshole. ‘Oh Master! It’s such a joy to know I’m gratifying you!’ Clare repeated. She then attempted to spread her legs and arch down still further to present her asshole for use more perfectly.

After a further quarter of an hour of assfucking Clare Graham pumped in and out with greater rapidity for a while to finish himself off, before sinking his cock to his balls up her to blow his load as deep up her ass as possible with a grunt of satisfaction.

‘Oh Master! I’ve pleased you again. That’s so wonderful!’ Clare said as she felt Graham’s cock sunk deep up her ass swell and discharge inside her.

After finishing and getting his breath back Graham withdrew and lay back on the bed to sip some champagne.

‘Go and clean your ass, Clare, and then come back and begin kissing me to warm me up again,’ he said as he lay back on his arm sipping the champagne.

‘Of course Master,’ Clare answered, still with total enthusiasm. Her asshole was quite sore after the assfucking but she was a really lucky girl. She had been able to please her wonderful Master twice already, and he wanted her to serve him yet again. How lucky could a girl get? Why had she never felt this way before?

Clare ran out quickly to find the bathroom tripping along in her stilettos, her large tits bouncing from side to side. As she went she thought of Graham’s commands for her to feel this way a few minutes ago, but that surely couldn’t be the reason. He was so lovely and pleasing him so satisfying and gratifying. She had just never realised before now for some reason, that was all.

After quickly cleaning in the bathroom Clare returned to the playroom to Graham as speedily as she could and began to kiss him from toes upwards again.

‘Now Clare,’ Graham began as Clare had reached his thighs. ‘As you can see my cock is a bit dirty thanks to having been up that lovely butt of yours. It would really please me to see you clean it up for me.’

‘Why of course Master,’ Clare replied eagerly. ‘I’ll just go and get some wet tissues.’

‘No. I don’t want you to clean it that way Clare. I want you to lick and suck it clean and swallow all the filth so it doesn’t get on my bed sheets. Hopefully if you do it that way you should get me horny again quickly as well, and you can then simply continue to give me a blowjob once you have got me nice and clean.’

‘Of course Master,’ Clare said, but looking slightly repulsed this time.

‘It would really please me, Clare,’ Graham reiterated with an evil smile.

This was enough and with a big grin Clare moved up to Graham’s crotch and began work. She felt slightly sickened by the smell of her shit on his cock, but Graham said that it would really please him and that made it worthwhile. Besides which her bottom had left her lovely Master’s cock so dirty and it needed cleaning. Master would be pleased if she cleaned it. That was all that mattered.

Clare began to eagerly lick the lube and shit from Graham’s cock like it was a lollypop, and swallowed it down like he had told her. The taste of the shit turned her stomach, but looking up she saw that Master was smiling and was pleased, so Clare began to lick and suck his cock clean more thoroughly.

The cock quickly began to harden, which Clare found immensely satisfying. Her work was pleasing her Master! And with his cock hard rather than flaccid Clare could see clearly where it was still dirty and needed her attention.

‘Oh wonderful, Master. You’re getting turned on again. And I can see better now where your poor manhood is still dirty from your pleasurable use of my bottom. But don’t worry. Now you’re hard I can see where it still needs cleaning clearly, and I’ll have it beautifully clean in a moment. Watch.’

Clare then began to lick off a brown smear of lube and shit from the left side of Graham’s cock eagerly, licking it up and down until it was clean and swallowing it down with a slightly repulsed look, before looking over the cock for any other areas. After a couple of minutes Clare looked over the cock proudly.

‘There Master. It’s nice and clean. Now to give you a lovely blowjob,’ Clare said with a wide smile.

‘There just a little bit you missed here though,’ Graham replied, pulling back the foreskin of his dick to display areas of brown slime behind it.

‘Oh I’m so sorry Master. Please forgive my incompetence. I’ll make up for it, though, and give you the best blowjob I possible can at the same time.’

Clare then eagerly licked off the remaining filth from around Graham’s glands until it was clean before commencing her blowjob in earnest. How slovenly of her to not pull back the foreskin and make sure Master was clean there. What was she thinking of. She would make up for it though. She would use every trick from Better Fellatio she could think of.

Clare did just that, and despite having come twice already Graham was brought to orgasm within five minutes by her enthusiastic ministrations. After ensuring she suckled out every drop of the large load from Graham’s dick as it became flaccid again Clare looked up with a broad grin. She then slowly opened and displayed the load and slowly swallowed it down with her chin raised so that Graham could see it go down, knowing instinctively that making it a slow process would maximise Graham’s satisfaction from the spectacle.

‘Truly excellent Clare,’ Graham said with genuine admiration for Clare’s compliance.

‘Oh Master!’ Clare said, her heart leaping with joy. ‘I am just such a lucky girl. I’m doing so much right and pleasing you so deeply! Oh, I think I’m going to cry with joy.’

Graham gaffored with laughter for a few seconds at this reaction, before speaking to stop Clare getting too emotional.

‘Clare, calm down. You haven’t fully pleased me yet. There’s still a some things I want to do with you. First, though, I want you to go to the bathroom, clean your mouth thoroughly and brush your teeth so I can feel comfortable about kissing you. When you get back start warming me up again the same way as before.’

Clare stopped the ridiculous show of emotion immediately as she recognised there were still uses her lovely Master had for her. She then ran for the bathroom again as quickly as she could on the heels and washed out her mouth and brushed her teeth once there. She made sure her mouth felt thoroughly clean, to some extent for personal reasons to get rid of the awful taste of her own excrement, however mostly because her Master had told her to and the last thing she wanted would be to displease him.

Once this was done Clare then ran back to Graham, and alighting the bed began kissing and licking him to attempt to arouse him again. This time it took Clare a while. But after 20 minutes of servile attention from Clare eventually Graham had another hard on.

‘That’s wonderful Clare. Now I think we will utilise one of my play tables. Over here girl,’ Graham said jumping off the bed with his cock swinging to walk over to one of the room’s pieces of equipment. This was a X shaped table situated at a tilt of 45 degrees from the floor on the opposite side of the room.

Graham knelt between the bottom cross sections and beaming with a smile and her large firm breasts bouncing Clare moved in front of him to lie on the table. On the table were situated restraints at various locations: on the two bottom crosses of the X clearly designed for legs and spread at well over 45 degrees were straps at ankle level, knee level and upper thigh. On the main part of the table was a chunky belt strap for the waist, and above were vertical straps to go under the arm and over the shoulders, and clip together across the upper chest. Between these was a collar attached to the table by a small chain. The upper cross sections, for the arm just had chains dangling from their upper areas, which were about two feet long and had fur lined handcuff restraints on their ends.

‘Now, Clare. If you would be so good as to restrain yourself nicely to the table. I think the restraints are self explanatory.’

‘Oh of course Master,’ Clare replied eagerly, spreading her legs and putting them on the bottom cross sections. She immediately began strapping on the restraints with, a beaming smile still on her face. She knew Graham liked being in charge. This would make it really satisfying for him, she thought. He would really enjoy this.

After quickly restraining her legs and buckling the belt snugly around her slim waist Clare secured the straps over her shoulders and clipped them together across her chest. She then fastened the collar around her neck and reached for the left chain to secure on the fur lined cuff.

‘No. Leave your hands free, Clare. You remember I said that Bill told me about the power game he played with you and that I said I like the sound of it?’

‘Oh yes, I do remember,’ Clare replied with an excited laugh.

‘Now how did it go? It was something about using three commands wasn’t it, resist, surrender and submit if I remember correctly. Is that right Clare? And how did he use them, could you explain for me? Bill didn’t really go into much detail.’ Graham had another evil smile on his face as he said this, and his dick pulsed and bobbed with his arousal.

‘Oh I’d be glad to,’ Clare said eagerly. This wasn’t entirely true as it reminded her of what she had been compelled to do with Bill two nights earlier. Still it would make Graham happy if she went into details about it and this thought brought genuine gladness to her heart.

‘Well like you said Bill gave me those three commands. When he said resist I had to attempt to stop him from entering me and taking me, but I could only use my hands to defend myself and couldn’t fight him off any other way. When he said surrender, though, I had to stop struggling and put my hands up like this.’ Clare demonstrated, putting her hands up at the sides of her head against the two upper cross sections. ‘Then when he said submit I had to clutch at him and say the phrases you told me to memorise.’

‘Which were?’ Graham responded.

‘Well there were a few. Clare a slut yields herself to Bill her Master. That’s it Master teach Clare her place ...’

Clare was blushing as she said this, remembering the experience, and so was inevitably becoming more aroused.

‘That’s fine Clare. I remember them now. But how did he use those commands with you? What did he do? Give me some ideas so that I can use you the same way.’

Clare’s heart jumped as he said this. She would gladly say those sorts of things to Graham, and she would mean them. And she had a pretty good idea Graham would enjoy using the commands with her the same way Bill had.

‘Well Master,’ Clare said with enthusiasm, ‘Bill started by leaving my hands free like this, so I could offer up a struggle, and then he commanded me to resist. I was quite successful as well and managed to keep him out of me. So then he commanded me to surrender and he entered me and commanded me to resist afterwards. I managed to get him out with a struggle, so he again commanded me to surrender and this time handcuffed one of my wrists to the headboard before commanding me to resist again.’

‘How amusing,’ Graham answered intrigued by the enthusiastic way in which Clare told the story.

‘Oh you are pleased Master! I will carry on then. Well Bill then was able to easily prevent me defending myself and so he toyed with me for a while before securing my other wrist and entering me again. He then commanded me to struggle whilst I was secured and helpless so he could enjoy taking me in peace whilst I was completely under control. Eventually he allowed me to have my hands free of the cuffs again and commanded me to submit. Is that what you wanted to know Master?’ Clare said with her eyes wide looking for her Master’s appreciation.

‘Yes Clare it is. That’s excellent. I think we will do the same.’

‘Oh wonderful Master! It would be a joy!’

‘The only changes I will make to the game are that when you are entered you will have an enormous orgasm. Also you can only move your arms slowly,’ Graham said lustfully. ‘Okay Clare. Surrender,’

Clare immediately assumed the position with an enthusiastic, ‘Yes Master.’ Graham then moved forwards on his knees between Clare’s spread legs before snuggling up against her with a grunt of satisfaction, allowing his cock to lie on her pubes and belly.

‘Ohhh. That’s nice Master,’ Clare responded.

‘Okay Clare. Now resist,’ Graham said as he reached down to guide himself into her.

Immediately Clare attempted to reach down as fast as she could to defend herself, but her arms obeying unconsciously Graham’s command moved extremely slowly and by the time she had only reached her shoulders she felt Graham’s enormous erection enter her. Instantly she spasmed into an enormous orgasm.

‘Ohhhhhhhh! Master!’ she cried her hips bucking up and down impaling her deeper on the cock, her arms temporarily unable to continue their descent to her defence. As she came down from her orgasm she recommenced attempting to reach down to defend herself, but was already being aggressively taken by Graham who was grunting with satisfaction.

After a few thrusts Clare’s slowly moving hands reached her crotch. Graham responded by ramming himself securely in her to the balls, and then with a grunt of satisfaction at the feeling of control and power took a firm hold of Clare’s left wrist and brought it quickly back up to her head. Holding it there with Clare wriggling uselessly he then did the same with her right wrist. Once Graham had both hands up to the sides of her head he let go, put his hands back under her shoulders quickly and recommenced aggressively fucking her, watching with satisfaction Clare’s hands only able to move slowly down to defend herself again, despite all Clare’s best efforts to obey the command to struggle.

Graham did this repeatedly over the next few minutes grunting and snorting as he took Clare in bloated satisfaction at the feeling of absolute control. Clare could sense his satisfaction and could not help feeling pleased herself at the way she was satisfying Graham so. Graham clearly appeared to be enjoying watching her struggle to bring her hands down so she also enjoyed fighting more vigorously against the command to move slowly to emphasise her helplessness to Graham and make it more satisfying for him. After about the fourth time her hands were roughly pulled back up to the sides of her head and left, and Graham recommenced rutting her aggressively Clare climaxed.

‘Oh Master! I submit to you Master! Ohhhh!’ she cried bucking up and down rhythm with Graham’s thrusts.

‘Excellent Clare,’ Graham replied as the rhythmic slurping and thrusting continued. ‘Now into surrender position.’

Clare immediately did as commanded with an obedient, ‘Yes Master,’ and a cry of pleasure. Graham then secured the two cuffs around Clare’s small wrists. As he did so he gently continued to fuck Clare who moaned in helpless pleasure, her head moving from side to side as she did so. Once she was secured Graham moved his hands back under Clare’s shoulders and began to fuck her more vigorously again, with a grunt of satisfaction, before issuing her the command, ‘Resist.’

‘Yes Master!’ Clare cried passionately. She then began to slowly move her hands down to defend herself until the chains on the cuffs were pulled taught and she could go no further. She then began to vigorously fight the restraints moving her hands from side to side as she fought the cuffs to reach down to her crotch. As she did so her head moved from side to side and her moaning became louder. Graham was now taking her with quick thrusts, his breathing heavy, a look of intense pleasure on his face as he watched Clare helplessly fight the restraints.

After a few seconds of fighting with the cuffs and Graham’s relentless aggressive fucking Clare was overwhelmed by another intense orgasm. She cried out a loud ‘Ohhhhhhhhh!’ as her hips reared up on the pumping manhood and her wrists tugged furiously on the cuffs. All Clare could feel was the most fulfilling satisfaction at pleasing her Master, and the way the restraints ensured that she was unable to do otherwise made this complete for her. Clare found herself relishing their restriction and the way they guaranteed her lovely Master’s conquest.

‘Oh, Master! I love you so!’ Clare cried as Graham now frantically pumped himself inside her.

Graham suddenly paused, though. He reached up to the cuffs and as he did so he ordered Clare, ‘Surrender.’

Clare obediently responded by placing her hands passively at the sides of her head sighing a ‘Yes Master’ to him.

Quickly Graham undid the cuffs and after doing so roughly took hold of Clare under her shoulders again. He then began rutting her with wild abandon like a man half his age, panting with the effort.

Clare was again moving her head from side to side, emitting little cries in rhythm with Graham’s quick thrusting movements. She was becoming more and more aroused with each thrust, and was feeling a desperate urge to clutch at her lovely Master. She could barely contain herself so desperately did she want to clutch at Graham, but his command prevented her. In desperation she began to beg him.

‘Please Master! Please let me clutch at you! Please let me submit to you!’

‘Not yet girl. Hold position,’ Graham commanded in between pants.

‘Ohhhh!’ Clare cried in desperation. ‘Please Master! Please don’t make may stay like this. I need to show you how much you mean to me! I need to submit myself to you!’

Graham’s thrusting became suddenly more urgent as he approached his climax. As he was close to the brink Graham clutched Clare tighter to himself. Then he commanded firmly before his climax, ‘Submit!’

Clare clutched at Graham instantly and cried out deafeningly, ‘I submit Master! I’m yours! Clare a slut yields herself to Graham her Master! That’s it Master teach Clare her place!’ As she spoke Clare clutched at him as tightly as she could, clawing her nails into his back.

Graham instantly came with a grunt of satisfaction. His orgasm lasted for seconds as Clare told him how much she loved him and submitted herself to him.

When finished Graham and Clare held each other like lovers, both slowly getting their breaths back. Graham then rose.

‘Wow! That was amazing Clare. I just can’t wait to see your face on Monday though. Hahhh!’

Clare looked at Graham puzzled. ‘What do you mean Master? I’ll be just as happy that I pleased you as I am now. In fact I’m not just happy, I’m ecstatic. I can’t tell you how proud I am I pleased you so much.’

‘Great,’ Graham replied. ‘I’m going to get some sleep now. You can stay there until the morning. I’m pretty much satiated now and I don’t want you pestering me. I’ll let you go in the morning. Goodnight.’

‘Goodnight Master. It will be a little uncomfortable to have to be like this all night. But if that is what you want.’

Clare drove back to her flat with a broad grin on her face occasionally sighing in satisfaction at the pleasure she had given to Graham that night.

She felt a little stiff after having lain for a few hours tied to Graham’s play table. Still it was what he wanted, and it had pleased him. Half an hour ago he had rose, yawned, and untied her, before telling her to leave and flopping back on his bed to fall asleep again immediately with a grin on his face. She remembered the content smile as he lay in bed. She felt so pleased with herself. Perhaps her behaviour during the night made up to some extent for her stupid selfish behaviour prior to it.

Fancy having to have made such a lovely man have to hypnotise her to please him? Why had she not wanted to please him without him having to do that? She would make up for it every day from now on though. She would constantly ask him if her behaviour was satisfying or not and make it absolutely clear that she enjoyed satisfying him.

Clare paused from such thoughts, suddenly again remembering Graham’s commands to her before any of the night’s events. As she remembered her brow furrowed slightly. He had told her to love him and enjoy serving him until she got home and entered her flat. But that couldn’t be the reason she felt the way she did about him surely? He was so lovely, so gorgeous looking, such a lovely person. How could she not want to please him?

As she thought these thoughts Clare realised that she had parked her car. She quickly walked up to her flat still shaking her head at the nonsensical idea that she felt the way she did about Graham because he had told her to. ‘Ridiculous’ Clare heard herself suddenly speak out loud as she began to unlock the door. She couldn’t be feeling these intense emotions about Graham because he told her to. Clare shook her head again and smiled. She loved Graham and that was that. Nothing he had told her made her this way. She felt this way because she loved him. He was so gorgeous. Such a lovely.......

Clare stood just inside her flat. Her mouth and eyes were wide in shock and horror and her face was in her hands as the feelings of love for Graham dissipated like the memories of dreams upon waking. She stood there now left with the same feelings of fear and anger at her middle aged boss that she had felt every day that week before tonight.

She thought about all the things she had just done with Graham and how she had felt about it. Licking her shit of Graham’s cock and supinely asking if it was pleasing him and feeling joy when he said it was. This had been a demonstration of a new scary level of Graham’s control over her. He could make her think what he wanted as well as do what he wanted.

As she thought of the things she had done and how she had felt about it Clare plumbed a knew depth of feelings of humiliation – and so within a matter of seconds found herself so turned on that she was engulfed by a powerful orgasm.