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Lucynda, My Wife

Chapter I: Slave-4-A-Day

My name is Murphy Peterson. I work as a computer programmer for AmPro here in Silicon Valley. And, this is the story of how my 22 virginal year-old wife, Lucynda, became a notorious slut.

Lucynda and I are part of a prominent class of society, well, at least, it's more me now. I'm 32, I have an average build with black hair and brown eyes. I also stand at 5'6" and keeping fit from walking at the office.

Lucynda; 22, or was when I last saw her, I was 26 at the time. Her figure was between slim and boyish, her masurements were 32-21-32 and stood at 5'9". She had long bright red hair, that went down to her waist (which she didn't ever want to cut) and ocean-blue eyes, which could make you melt just by looking at them.

Lucynda was one of those girls who liked to stay at home and play housewife, she loved it. She was naïve and charitable. Whenever a charity came around, she immediately volunteered spontaneously. Lucynda attended church every Sunday and got involved in a very few of the church groups. She wouldn't ever subject to sex.

One day, six years ago, Jack Pierce, a millionaire, another among our society class, had organized a charitable auction for a nearby orphanage. It was called "The B-A-Slave-4-A-Day Auction" People would bid on their friends and neighbors to buy them as slaves for a day for a price that would go to the orphanage. The slaves' tasks were to go to their Master-for-a-day's and clean house. Lucynda signed up right away to be one of the slaves.

Jack was so jealous of me being married to her. He has told me over and over again that he wished that we could trade places for a day or just for a few hours. He always wanted to see my prim and proper Lucynda on the end of a cock just begging to be screwed silly.

The auction was held at his mansion. That night, he made sure that he paid $200M for Lucynda when he heard that she volunteered to be a slave. He bid that much for her so that no one else could buy her for her services. Jack didn't want to miss this opportunity to bring his fantasy to life.

The next morning, Lucynda immediately put on her polymetallic string bikini and cut-offs after stepping out of the shower, grabbed her soaps and cleanseners and headed down back to Jack's after kissing me goodbye and wishing me a happy day at the office.


Jack had complimented Lucynda on how she looked in her sizzling bikini. He then offered Lucynda to relax on the couch in the livingroom and have juice before she got started. And, she accepted.

Little did Lucynda know that Jack had spiked her juice with a hypnotic/sleeping drug. Half way through their neighborly conversation, Lucynda was getting dizzy. Jack saw that the drug was working. He then helped her relax on the couch.

"Lucynda?"

"MMMMMMM......."

"Are you feeling alright?"

"MMMM...MMMM..."

"Do you want to have someone make decisions for you? To have a stress-free life?"

"MMMM...MMMM!!!..."

"OK! For this to happen, I need you to take deep deep breaths, Lucynda. That's a good girl. Continue to breathe in deeply. Each time you inhale, you relax more and more until your limbs go numb. That's a good girl. Deep, even breaths. It's such a wonderful feeling Lucynda. You feel wonderful, just wonderful. Your limbs are feeling heavy now, your body, your shoulders, your mind. All the little muscles around your eyes becoming more and more relaxed. Your breathing becoming smoother, easier. You feel so safe here, Lucynda. So comfortable, so relaxed. And now, Lucynda, I want you to close your eyes...Close your eyes, Lucynda."

"You now think the only way to live a stress-free life is to obey by command. Understand?"

"MMMM...MMMM..."

"I am now going to count down to one from five and you will awaken. When you awaken, I want you to be a cum-loving, cock-impaling slut. I want you to beg me to let you to suck me dry, then beg me to let myself to have my way with you. Understand?"

"MMMM...MMMM..."

"Five...four...three...two...one"

"Mmmmmmm......," moaned Lucynda as she awoke. As her eyes flutter open, she caught Jack standing in front of her. Lucynda immediately fell to her knees and started to rub his cock through his pants as she looked up at him with sultry in her eyes and licking her top lip. Feeling its swelling, she then begged, "Oh Jack, may I PLEASE suck your wonderful cock? I MUST have it! I can't go one awakening second without sucking and fucking on a big cock!!" Here was my prim and proper 22-year-old wife, who never would subject to sex, just begging to be used, begging like a wild woman in animalistic heat.

"Yes you may slut."

With a big smile on her face, Lucynda unzipped Jack's trousers and gave him the best and first blow-job she'd ever given. When Jack came, she swallowed every drop.

As soon as he could cum no more, Lucynda stood and both of them helped strip each other until both were nude. At the time that she stood, her pussy was hot and wet.

"Fuck me Jack!!! Don't let me go another fucking second without a big cock filling up my pussy!"

At that, Jack lifted Lucynda and positioned her on his wet and slippery pole. She just wrapped her legs and arms around his neck and waist and enjoyed the ride.

Oooohhhh yeahsssssss...Ooohhh...You feel so good!! Oh yesss...Uuuhhhngh baby yessssss...Oooo... Come on give it to me give it to me...sssss...give me... Gimme gimme gimme...ssssss...UUUHHHNNnnngh yeah...Yes...Aaahhhh...fuck me... FUC'ME FUC'ME FUC'ME!!!... sss... Oohhh my gawd!!!...ssss...Oooo baby fuc'me...Yes yes yes aahhsssssss... Oooo yesssss... I love it! You're soooo BIIIGGG!! Sssssss...Aahh aahh aahh........................Uuuhhhhsssss...Yesssssss........

Soon after, Jack broke her hymen. For the rest of the day, they pleasured each other. Jack's cum was like candy to Lucynda. She swallowed his load at least eight times, had multiple orgasms while Jack fucked her either up her cunt or up her ass.

They fucked from the livingroom to his den. They continued on into the kitchen where they raided the fridge. From the kitchen, they went to his sauna, then went out by the pool in the jacuzzi, then into the pool. From there, they continued into his shower and eventually ended up in his bed with Lucynda riding him.

As soon as Jack fell asleep around 5:00p, Lucynda went, took a cold shower and came back to bed to sleep off the ecstasy.

Jack awoke an hour later. After getting dressed, he took Lucynda's sleeping body back down to the couch and dressed her back up like nothing has happened. After what happened that day, Lucynda shouldn't awaken.

"Lucynda?"

"MMMMMMM......."

"How are you feeling?"

"...great!!!..."

"GREAT!!! I am now going to count down to one from five and you will awaken. When you awaken, I want you to go back to being your own prim and proper self. I want you to forget everything that happened here today. Understand?"

"MMMM...MMMM..."

"Also, when you awaken in the morning, you'll feel like treating yourself to a haircut and to get your nails painted. And, you will surprise Murphy when he comes home. Five...four...three...two...one"

"Mmmmmmm......," moaned Lucynda as she awoke soarly. As her eyes flutter open, she noticed that it was nighttime. She looked at her watch and saw that it was nearly 6:30p.

"You had a long day being my slave-for-a-day cleaning my mansion, so I let you rest for a few hours on the couch."

"Well thank you! I now better be going back home to Murph-. Bye Jack."

Just as she grabbed her things and before she left, Jack said, "I'm gonna have a small gathering tomorrow night, and, I was wondering if you would be hostess? It's nothing fancy, couple old friends over with their wives and girlfriends. I had asked Murphy and he said it was ok with him because he said that he would be in the den all night working on a new program for the company. But, he also said that I had to ask you."

"Well--OK. What time do you need me over?"

"Let's see-- The guys will all be here by 7, so-----I'd say 6:30."

"6:30--OK. I'll feed Murph-, and I'll come right over."

"Great! Thank you! See ya!"

"No prob. Anything for a friend," said Lucynda and left.


It was nearly 6:45p when Lucynda got home. I was in the den working on a program. She came in and sat on my lap, then kissed my forehead.

"It's nearly 7, why are you home so late?"

"Oh Jack had lots for me to do and I fell asleep on his couch towards the end. Say, I accepted to be Jack's hostess at tomorrow night's gathering. Is that ok with you?"

"What--?"

"Tomorrow night's gathering? I thought he told you and asked you if I could be his hostess?"

"First time that I've heard about it! But, know what? It doesn't matter to me, because I'll be in here working on this again. Have a good time Hon-."

"Thank you Baby."

"I don't want my wife to be bored all the time." And she left me to work.


As Lucynda looked into the mirror the next morning, she felt that it was time for a haircut. She then decided to treat herself to one.

Lucynda helped me off to work, said and kissed me goodbye. Soon after that I was long gone, she drove off to the nearest salon. She thought that she was a walk-in when she mentioned her name. But, they said that Jack had called in for an appointment for her. They told her that the computer had her down for a haircut. Lucynda was surprised, because that was actually what she came in for. She then followed the hairdresser into the back.

Halfway through, when they were washing her hair, they said that they were having a special that day, nails painted for free. And, they asked if she would like to have hers painted. Lucynda agreed.

Five hours later, Lucynda's hair was cut to her shoulders and frizzed, and her nails were painted silvery. She liked how she looked in the mirror, but Lucynda felt odd having her lips and eyes not matching her nails so she asked if they had any lipgloss and eyeshadow to match. And, they obliged.


When, I got home that evening, I was surprised with her new look.

"Whats with the new do?"

"I thought it was time for a change. So I went and got it cut and frizzed."

"Then why the silver make-up?"

"Well they were painting nails for free. And I couldn't resist. Then when my hair look good with my nails, I felt awkward without facial mascara to match. I think that I'm going to keep this new look for the new millennium. How do you like it?"

"If my pretty wife loves it, I love it too."

By 6p, my dinner was cooked and Lucynda was dressed in all white. She was wearing a white tee, matching denims, a white leather jacket with fringes and hushpuppies. And, her new do was teased up. She put my dinner on table, kiss me goodnight, told me not to wait up and left for Jack's.