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 The Caller 10
Author: AnnaSiciliana ( https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Anna_Siciliana/www/ )
Title: The Caller 10
Summary: Submission, mindfuck, mind control, domination, anal, cum, cum
swallowing, oral, threesome, foursome, coercion, group sex, food sex,
pissing, piss drinking
Keywords: hirs, hair, breast, humil, rough, mast, ds, dom, true, real,
oral, public, anal, FF, FFF, ws, FMM, cum
   Looking down at Sherri, I saw her lipstick smeared from my pussy juice
and her mascara running.  "Mmh, I think you're going to love it here then"
I said, "because right down there is where you'll be working from now on."
   She smiled and kissed my clit.  "As long as it's your order, Ma'am, I'm
more than happy to be of use to you down here.  Shall I keep going or are
you okay for now?"
   I ran my fingers through her hair gently, caressing it for a moment,
then held her head in my lap while Kaylee still made some sucking noises
around her ass.  "Mmh, I'm good for now," I purred, smiling.
   She smiled as well and closed her eyes, resting her head in my lap. 
"Then I shall sit here and wait for your next order; it's my job after all
to follow your orders."
   I grinned a little.  She was more willing than I had anticipated.  Even
though Amanda said she would be "very eager", I didn't expect her to be
that much of a slut.  Something within me stirred, wanting to try and see
how far she was willing to take it.  "You seem to like that," I remarked,
looking down at her.
   She blushed softly.  "I can't help it," she replied.  "When I first
walked in here, your eyes told me I was going to be unable to say no to
you. It would just feel wrong."
   I smirked, then got a naughty glimpse in my eye as I spread my legs
towards her.  "Mmh, then open your mouth," I said cheekily.
   She looked up at me a little confused but nodded.  "Yes, Ms.  Day," she
said as she sat back and opened her mouth, ready for whatever I would ask
of her.
   "You want more of this cunt, slut?" I hissed, spreading my labia with
both hands, giving her a good deep look.
   She blushed deeper.  "S-slut," she muttered as her eyes locked onto my
pink butterfly.  "Y-yes, Ms.  Day, I want more of your wonderful pussy. 
Please keep allowing me to service you."
   I was breathing out slowly, closing my eyes as I relaxed.  This part had
become almost routine with Kaylee, ever since I had her under my desk the
first time, but it was embarrassing and risky with a new woman, and I
suddenly felt very nervous.  She was looking up at me, wondering what was
going to happen, when finally the strange feeling within me won over and a
thin stream of pee shot straight at her, hitting her against her cheek.
   She gasped, not sure what to do.  The warm liquid sprayed across her
face and got into her hair as it ran down her chin and began to soak her
blouse.  For a moment she looked like she was going to back away from it,
but then she eased up and began to rub it onto her skin.
   I groaned, watching her.  "What're you waiting for?" I asked, a little
too harshly.  "Swallow..."
   She nodded, whimpering, as she opened wide and began collecting it in
her mouth.  And then, looking up at me, with all the obedience of a truly
devoted slut, she closed her lips and swallowed it.  Just as I felt a
strange rush of excitement and power from her devotion, she opened her
mouth again, drinking and slurping at the lessening trickle between my
pussy flaps.  Finally, as the stream subsided, I leaned back relaxed.  
-�Mmh, seems I was right, -� I say.  "You are the perfect match for this
job."
   She finished with one last gulp and then licked her lips.  "I...  I
never thought I would do something like that.  I didn -(TM)t dislike it..."
she replied, blushing, embarrassment, confusion and satisfaction playing
across her sweet face, looking innocent despite her age and the wet pee
stains.  "Why was I the perfect match?"
   I smile as I looked down at her, soaked and messed.  "Mmh, because
secretly you're a dirty little slut who's not afraid of anything,
regardless of how dirty.  And you're willing to obey, which is a rare
commodity these days." Grabbing my handbag, I finally asked casually:
"So... want to go out for lunch?"
   Sherri got to her feet, looking down at herself.  "Like this?" she
asked. Her white blouse was wet and stained yellow from piss, her skirt was
torn and flapping a little along her left side, her makeup smeared and
messy.  "Should I not get cleaned up first?  Oh, and sorry about the
puddle, I can clean that up before we go too, if you want," she said,
eyeing the mess on the floor.
   I nodded at Kaylee, then leaned against my desk.  "Good," I said. 
"Clean it.  With your tongue."
   Sherri looked down and finally went back on all fours again, diligently
lapping up the few drops of cum and the puddle of piss on the floor
underneath my desk.  For good measure, and just to see how far I could take
her, I thumped her nose into it, pushing her head down with my heels at her
neck.  I felt, suddenly, like Missy must feel with me, only more immediate,
more...  visceral.  Frightened at my own thoughts, I quickly stopped and
composed myself.
   Meanwhile, Kaylee had returned from the lobby with a leash hanging from
the thin, frilly collar around her neck.  Ever since she's started working
for me, the idea of wearing a collar that would designate her as my slut
was so arousing to her that she had bought herself a whole assortment when
we finally got down to it.  In her hand, she carried another leash, with
another collar, this one wider and made out of studded leather.  I took it
from her and, just as Sherri was sitting back up, began to fasten it around
her neck.  "I...  I am getting a collar?" she asked surprised, but
obviously aroused at the thought.  Running her fingers across the tight
leather strap, she muttered: "T-thank you..."
   "So, where do you plan on eating?" Kaylee asked, standing by the door.
   "The grill," I replied as I slung my handbag over one shoulder, pulling
Sherri's leash with my other hand.  I slowly walked out of the door, my
heels clacking on the floor and I grabbed Kaylee's leash as well as I
passed her.  Pulling the two women behind me as we exited my office, I
walked them out of the building.  The regulars in the office condo were
already used to see me and Kaylee like this, but they still turned their
heads at Sherri, messed and revealing as she was.  Nobody said a word,
though, our reputation was preceding us widely now.
   The grill was a mongolian restaurant which offered some "exotic
massages" on the side.  It was just down the block and I've had a little
deal with the owners, since some of their girls were attending callings as
well and I helped them out with their rent.  I decided to just walk the
short distance, exposing Sherri to all the strangers that were passing us
by.  Cars slowed down as the drivers rolled down their windows to stare at
her, customers peeked through the shop windows as we were walking past,
mothers ushered their kids off and the few pedestrians got out of our way,
but stayed close to be able to catch a glimpse of her wet, perky breasts
through her open blouse or her round butt, dripping cum down her legs,
exposed from the slit in her skirt.
   "W-where do you plan to eat today?" Sherri asked shyly, her hand still
at the collar.
   "There's a really nice, classy restaurant down the street," I replied
cheerfully.  "I usually have business meetings there.  But as for where I
plan on eating..." I looked at her sideways, grinning.  "Probably between
your legs," I finished.
   She gasped, taken aback.  "Oh.  I had no idea you would be giving me
such a pleasure," she said.  "I thought I would always be between your
legs. You're far too kind to me Miss Day, thank you very much." She
blushed, keeping her head down so she would not have to look at people as
we passed.
   "Ah, you got the wrong idea about me," I laughed, slapping her breasts
cheekily.  "I treat my employees well." Kaylee smirked and nodded, then
rushed forward to open the door for us as we arrived at the mongolian
restaurant.
   The waitress was greeting us with a smile and led us to a small separee,
where a table was reserved for me.  Kaylee pulled out my seat and I sat
down, nodding gracefully as she took a seat next to me.  Sherri, not
knowing what to do, was pulling out a chair for herself.  "Ah, what're you
thinking?" I asked, slapping her "You're on the table, of course."
   Squeaking slightly at the slap, she nodded and began climbing onto the
table.  Laying down on her back, she spread her legs dowards me, giving me
a good view of her pussy for the first time.  Her pubes were longer than I
had thought, as she seemed to not trim them very often, forming a nice
thick triangle above her puffy, long slit.  Kaylee was already busy
preparing her, pulling her blouse wide open and her skirt up all the way.
Meanwhile, the waitress was back, asking for the order, not even flinching
at the naked woman on the table.
   I tell her to bring our usual and she nods and leaves, already knowing
the procedure.  In just a moment she is back with some sticks and a drink.
I thank her, then pour some of the sparkling liquid across Sherri's pussy,
leaning in to lick it off her labia as I began to suck her clit.  She
gasped hard as she arched her back up.  "Oh god," she moaned happily,
running a hand through her messy, auburn hair.  "That...  that feels
wonderful Ma'am."
   "Mmmmh," I groaned, my lips closed around her clit, sending tiny
vibrations through her crotch.  I began to slip my fingers into her wet,
hot pussy, probing her deep.
   She was gasping hard and closed her eyes, enjoying the treatment. 
"Yes...," she begged.  "More.  Please more.  It feels so wonderful Ma'am."
   Looking up, I could see her hands wander to her breasts, tweaking her
nipples to add to her pleasure.  Kaylee moved in to assist her, her slender
hands running along Sherri's breasts while I pushed mine back into her
twat, licking long and wide across her pelvis.  I loved the feeling of her
frizzy pubes tickling my tongue while Kaylee started sucking in her nipple,
pulling at it with her lips.
   I pushed my fingers faster and faster into her, crooking them slightly
to rub against her spot.  She must've already been significantly aroused,
because it didn't take much for her to cum, writhing and gasping on the
table.  "Yes!  Oh god...  yes!" she cried out as her body was shuddering,
panting and moaning in bliss.  "T-thank you for this..." she whimpered as
she tried to catch her breath.
   "Mmmh," I said smiling, "now let's have our appetizer." Kaylee moved in
closer to me between her legs, seemingly excited.  "Let it flow, slut," I
whispered, harshly, up at Sherri, patting her creamy cunt.
   Sherri whimpered, not quite sure what I meant.  Finally, she began to
pee, hoping on a whim that it was the right thing to do, her stream coming
out towards us.  Kaylee caught it greedily in her mouth, gargling on it
before kissing me and letting it run over to myself, where I swallowed it
finally.  Her piss was watery, faint, still noticeably salty, and I began
to take little sips right from the source, letting it sprinkle across my
face a little.  We indulge ourselves on Sherri's leaking cunt while the
waitress returned, placing a little bit of warm rice on her breasts, crotch
and belly and pouring some gravy across it.
   Using the sticks, I took little bits of rice and dipped them into her
pussy, savouring them long and slow, licking across her as I did.  Kaylee
seemed to enjoy her even more and began to lick all over her skin, up from
her crotch to her armpits.  The girl had developed a real knack for all
things sexual and an insatiable curiousity.  "M-my armpits," Sherri giggled
embarrassed, almost trying to move away from Kaylee's head.  "I had no idea
people liked that place."
   "Mmh, you have no idea," I replied, raising one of my arms until she
could see that I wasn't even shaved under there.  Ever since the callings
began, I became bolder and more confident about my body and finally stopped
shaving altogether, making a point about not conforming to whatever beauty
standards society was putting on us.  Kaylee, eager and obedient as ever,
followed suit and it's become a common thing among the women attending our
callings, even though it wasn't an official rule.
   My young assistant leaned in to lick my armpit as well, smiling happily
at me before turning back to Sherri and sucking a little rice off her
nipples.  Her pussy began to drip more with juices and pee as I continued
to dip into it, twisting and turning the sticks inside her until I finally
slipped two fingers up into her tight, hot asshole, fucking her fast. 
"PLease don't stop," she begged again, her pussy soaking with juices.  "My
ass feels amazing!"
   I nod and let some saliva drop down onto my fingers, lubricating them as
I pushed deeper and faster inside her.  "Mmmh," Kaylee moaned next to me.
"Finally the desert."
   Looking up, I saw a few male patrons surrounding us, led there by the
waitresses who knew about our little secret desires.  They all had their
pants open and their cocks in hand, stroking them as they were watching us,
ready to cum.  As I kept on pounding Sherri's ass with my fingers, the
first one stepped up to her side and came hard onto her tits, his stingy
sperm running across the rice and skin.  Soon, he was pushed aside by a
smaller guy, who tried to aim for her head but hitting her armpit instead.
   Kaylee moved in to lick it off, while two more guys took his place, one
of them dumping his load across Sherri's crotch, a few drops of cum hitting
my cheek as well.  I smirked, not giving him a second glance as I looked up
at her, watching the other guy shoot his creamy nut butter into her greedy
open mouth, letting himself get sucked clean.  To more guys, two more shots
of cum, across Sherri's face and hair, messing her up even more than my pee
already had.  She moaned, letting the sperm sit in her mouth for a moment,
enjoying the smell and taste.
   Kaylee and myself finished eating the rest of the cum-soaked rice off
her body, licking her moderately clean but making sure to leave splashes of
sperm all over her face and tits.  Shuddering and moaning, Sherri smiled at
us happily.  She looked like she was torn between getting drunk on cum and
wanting to let it dry on her body to be marked with it, just like she got
marked with pee.
   We finally gathered our stuff again and helped Sherri off the table. 
Her legs were a bit weak and she needed to hold onto a chair for support,
but was good again in a minute.  "Thank you for taking me out, Miss Day,"
she said gracefully.  "I had a wonderful time."
   I nodded.  "Good," I said.  "Then we'll see you at work tomorrow, or at
the calling later." And with that I walked Kaylee back to my office,
leaving it to my new slut to find her way back home as soaked, used and
exposed as she was.  
  
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