Falling for the EX     Written By Blond22bi@hotmail.com

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I never could have imagined the things that would ever get this far
out of hands. I have always been in control of things and now
suddenly I find myself in the complete control of my Ex-husband.
My name is Jan and I met my Ex while we were in college. Within
a year we were married and life couldn't have been any better.
We both graduated college when we were 22 and both started our
professional careers.

Tim went to work in the court system as a legal assistant. I went
to work in the government branch as a graphics artist. Life was
really great and we both worked hard and played hard. Our sex
life was good and I tried hard to please Tim anyway I could. One
thing we got into was photography. Of course one night Tim
brought the camera out as we were about to have sex. At first
I was against it, but slowly my defenses dropped and soon he
was snapping pictures of me posing for him nude. I made the
comment a couple times that I was only doing this because he
was such a BULLY over me. This phrase soon became the phrase
he would use if he wanted to play around. We would be out shopping
and he'd suddenly say that he wanted to BULLY me around. I knew
then what would be happening once we got home.

Over the next year, the innocent poses turned into some hardcore
pictures of me giving Tim blow jobs and playing with myself. I
somehow didn't see how far I had gone in playing in front of the
camera. It all seemed normal now and everytime I heard him say
he was going to BULLY me, I would pose or do about anything he
asked me to, usually without question. I would erase the camera
pictures the next day when I woke up. It was fun for Tim and
because I was in control of erasing the camera, I didn't think
it would harm us in any way. I knew Tim loved the feeling of
being in charge and semi making me do the things he wanted. Again
it was all in fun and he never pushed me to do anything I didn't
want to do, his main thing was taking pictures of me while I
carried out whatever he asked me to do.

A year went by then two. I was usually posing for the camera
about twice a week. Thats how often we had sex now. Of course
the next morning, I would wake up and delete all the pictures
off the camera. But things started to change. My sex with Tim
started to get very limited and now maybe just once a month or
so he would come asking for a good time. At first it was fine
and sort of a releif, but after four months, I knew something
had to be wrong.

At first I didn't catch on to the hints, but one day Tim came
home and on the side of his face was what had to be bright red
lipstick. I wanted to scream and yell. I couldn't beleive that
he might be having an affair. But I was cool, didn't say a word
but started making plans. I called a private investigator and
gave him the job of finding out if Tim was seeing someone else.
It took the investigator less then a week to come back and tell
me Tim was out every lunch with his young secretary and then
in the afternoon they would drive to her apartment and stay for
about two hours. Suddenly my life was devestated.

I cried for hours after he told me the news. I had to make a
decision. I had about five hours before Tim would be home. I
made my mind up and started packing. I went around the house
and filled my minivan with everything I wanted out of the
relationship. I knew I could settle the rest latter on in
court. I packed my clothes, pictures, jewlery, and anything I
thought I deserved. I then drove to the bank and pulled out
half our savings and checking.

When I left our home, it was just about completely empty except
for the large furniture items. I didn't leave a note of any
type and after I left the bank, I decided this was a mistake. I
drove back home, wrote a long note to Tim telling him our
marriage was done, then told him I'd see him in court. I then
drove 600 miles to a close girlfriends home. I had called her
and told her the entire story and she offered to let me live
with her for a few months. I also called my job and told them
that due to family problems, I had to leave the area and wouldn't
be back. It sort of shocked them that I would quit so suddenly
but there was nothing they could do.

That night around 5:00pm, Tim got home and was amazed to see
the house so empty. It looked like the house was robbed or
something like that. When he read my note, he fell on the couch
and didn't know what to do. He knew he had been caught and now
he was having to pay the price. He had no way of getting in
contact with me. I didn't leave him a forwarding number or
address. As much as Tim wanted to talk things out, I never gave
him the chance. I was too hurt and just wanted to punish him
the best that I could.

Within a week I had another nice job in the new little town I
was now living in. I also hired a lady lawyer and she took care
of all the hard work in the divorce. I never once had to show
my face or talk with Tim. The two lawyers fought over everything
and finally my lawyer got the best agreement she could and in
four months we would go to court to finalize everything. I never
did look back even for a second. I had a real hatred in my mind
for Tim and what he did to me with his young secretary. I was
now completely ready to start a new life without him.

Finally our day in court arrived and it would be the first time
in over six months that I had to see Tim. Luckily, the court
preceedings took less then 30  minutes and when Tim tried to
talk to me, my Lawyer stepped in between us and forced Tim to
back off. He barely got "I'm Sorry" out of his mouth before I
disappeared down the elevator. It was now over and we were
divorced. I drove back to my girlfriends house and now really
concentrated on getting my new life back into shape.

Within two months I was looking for my own house but never moved
from my girlfriends apartment. Two months after that I actually
began dating again. It felt weird because I had not dated in about
six or seven years. I went on a few dates with different guys
but none of them really meant anything to me. What started out
with me staying with a girlfriend for a few months turned into
one, then two years. We lived OK but none of our jobs were very
good. This was a rather small town and I couldn't be too selective.
It really took both my income and my girlfriends income for us to
even begin to live comfortably.

I had a lot of free time on my hands so I worked out some and
did arobics classes. I think I looked better now then at any other
time of my life. But I just couldn't find a guy in this town that
I wanted to go out with more then once. So my two years being
divorced were very lonely years. The only sex I had was with myself
late at night. Oh, I could have had sex with any number of guys,
but none of them did a thing for me so I just didn't let it happen.

Another year went by and I was now 28 years old. I was watching my
youth slip by and I still didn't have a boyfriend, husband or kids.
I really started to worry about what was going to happen with me
in the future. I had never cared about any of that before but now
I was starting to feel old. I began worrying about my future and
the slump I was now. But when I opened up a newspaper my mom had
sent me from home, a sudden twinkle came to my eye. Back in our
hometown it was our 10th high school year reunion. I reread the
ad a dozen times. Next friday, saturday, and sunday there was to
be a huge reunion and all class graduates were invited. I didn't
think about it very long at all before I decided I was going to
go.

I called an made reservations at a nice hotel in the area and
then started getting things ready at my end to go back and see
the people I had not seen in ten years. I bought new outfits,
worked out even harder and right before I left, I had my hair,
nails, and feet done up nicely. I felt really good and was really
happy with the way I looked. I couldn't wait to get there and see
the people that would show up. The drive took about six hours but
I got there late thursday night. I slept really good and dresses
as cute as I could before heading to our old high school.

Once I got there I saw about 40 people standing around waiting
for everything to get started. I walked up and recognized about
half of them. It was so much fun. I then noticed a hot little
sports car pull it. It was bright red and everyone knew it had to
be a very expensive car. The windows were tinted and everyone was
waiting to see which one had made himself into something over the
last ten years. Suddenly the door opened and I saw the back of
a fairly tall guy. I could tell right away he was buffed and must
have been in great shape. We all watched and waited for the guy
to turn around.

When he did, my mind suddenly stopped functioning and all I could
do was stare. It was TIM! But WOW, had he changed. He was tanned,
well groomed, and his body had filled out like he was a weight
lifter. I just couldn't beleive it was him. Well, just like me,
after the divorce he started working out and soon fell in love with
weight lifting. He got serious and his body grew and filled out
perfectly. He now even entered competition every chance he could
get away from work. And that was the other thing that happened to
Tim a few years after I left him. He was made a full member of the
legal firm he worked out. He now has his ticket punched so to speak
and he was on the fast lane to becoming a multi millionaire.

A lot of the people around me knew Tim because of how BIG he had
made it locally. He lived in a monster house and I didn't know it
but he had his choice of girls. They all would throw themselves at
him hoping to land him and become his wife. Of course Tim was
having way too good a time to get tied down again. Plus he still
had a bad taste in his mouth from his first marrage to me. It took
him over a year to forget about the way I left him. And every
now and then, he still remembered how I used the lawyer to keep
him from even talking to me. He was very bitter about that part
of the divorce.

Even though I noticed him immediately, he didn't spot me for
another five minutes or so. When he did he looked me over real
closely and was amazed at how great I still looked. If he only
knew how very HOT I thought he was. I got the entire scoop about
him from one of my old girlfriends. She told me about how Rich
he was, how he was a partner in the firm, and that he lived in a
very rich neighborhood that was a gated community and only the
very affluent could buy a home in that developement. It all made
Tim that much more attractive to me. I completely forgot about
our bitter divorce those many years ago and couldn't take my
eyes off of him. I knew sooner or later we would end up running
into each other more closely.

That happened about two hours later. Suddenly there he was
right behind me talking to one of his friends. I just decided
to work up the courage and I turned around and said HI. He
turned around and his smile and charm was perfect. I could tell
all his teeth had been worked on and he didn't have a line on
his face. He was completely tan and a large smile came to his
face. A quick " HI JAN! " came out of his mouth and suddenly we
were talking just like nothing had happened. Neither of us brought
up the past and we both talked a little about what we were doing.
Of course my side was rather boring but his life was alive and
he had so many things on his plate. Next week he was flying to
Thailand and then on to Japan to do some work for his company.

This was a totally different Tim then the one I knew from the past.
He was so self confident and just the way he carried himself made
him so sexy to all the girls. I never once saw him alone without
at least one girl chatting with him. I knew why too, he was a
hottie now and would be a fine catch for anyone who could get
close enough to him. I suddenly felt terrible that I left him
the way I did. Sure he was fooling around on me, but now I wished
I had stayed and worked harder on keeping us together. Tim never
came back and talked with me so that evening at our first dance, I
made a point to search him out. Of course he was dressed perfectly
and really looked great. I didn't have any problems going up and
asking him to dance with me. He was a perfect gentleman and walked
me to the dance floor before pulling me close and dancing the very
slow song with me tightly pulled into his body.

I could feel his muscles and the expensive cologne he had on really
smelled great. I was melting in his arms and didn't want the dance
to end. It seemed to be over before it even started. Time flew by
during the dance and I didn't want it to leave. I just sort of
stayed in his arms till he slowly pushed me away. The song had
ended and he just sort of stared at me. It took about ten seconds
as he had to think about what he was going to ask, but then to my
great surprise, he asked if I'd like to join him at his table and
we could talk some about old times.

The smile on my face told it all. I shook my head yes and he grabbed
my hand and guided me to his table. He had become the perfect
gentleman. He pulled my chair out for me, pushed it in after I sat
down, then called the waiter over and ordered a very expensive
bottle of champaign. We started off with small talk, but soon we
got to talking about all the great times we had together thru the
couple years of our marriage. Every few songs he'd pull me up and
we would go dance another song. I was having such a good time. I
hadn't felt this comfortable with a guy since I left Tim. The
champaign kept flowing and as the evening got later, I got closer
to Tim.

Soon I was cuddled up by his side and he had me all curled up
in his big strong arms. I felt so secure with Tim and it was a
feeling I didn't want to go away. But finally the dance was over
and it was around one in the morning. Tim had me in his arms as
he said goodbye to all his friends. He then looked at me and said
it was time for him to go. I looked up with very pleading eyes
and asked if he had to go. He looked me directly in the eyes and
said I could come home with him if I wanted. I should have put
more thought into it but I just shook my head up and down YES.

We were at his house 20 minutes later and I had never seen a nicer
home. Very big, very fancy, and he had it decorated perfectly.
He now had enough money he let other people take care of things
like that. He picked me up at the doorway and carried me thru the
door just like it was our wedding night. We both laughed until
he laid me on the bed. Then it went from funny to romantic. Soon
I felt him unzipping my dress and I had this one last chance to
say NO. I didn't. And in less then five minutes, his big firm
body was ontop of mine and he was guiding his dick into my very
tight pussy. Nobody had fucked me since the last time Tim had.
I wasn't about to tell him that but the tightness of my pussy
probably gave that away. I was totally wet and Tim had no problem
sliding up into me.

For sixty seconds he slowly fucked me then I came like I never
remembered doing before. Without even having to touch my clit,
Tim's rock hard dick pushed me over the top and I expoded as
he slowly fucked me. He knew immediately when I came because my
body went into small spasms and I couldn't stop from moaning
loudly as I went over the top. It was about 30 seconds later I
felt Tim stiffen up and then explode deep inside of me. For the
first time my mind came back down to ground zero and I just
remembered that I wasn't protected in any way at all. I wasn't on
the pill and Tim wasn't wearing a rubber. I had just let him fill
my pussy with his hot slippery sperm and never even tried to get
him to pull out. It was too late to say anything about it so I
just let it drop. But I knew if he did this again, I would have
to tell him to be careful until I could find some type of
protection.

To my surprise, after we made love we got up showered and Tim
actually took me back to my car that was still at the hotel where
the dance was held. I would have liked to stay the night but he
was done with me and took me back to my car. I kissed him goodnight
and asked if I would see him tomorrow. He smiled and said we would
for sure run into each other somewhere along the line. Then I
watched him walk to his car, get in it and drive away. My body
felt so good to finally have a man touch it and I had a great night
with Tim. I didn't really want him to drive away, but I knew I
wasn't married to him and I couldn't keep him from leaving me
there wanting more.

That night I really slept good. I got up, showered, dressed, and
went out for breakfast. I then headed to todays reunion activities.
It was at a pool at a very expensive hotel and everyone was there
in their swimming suits. I was so glad I had worked on my body
because my suit fit me perfectly. It was a normal size blue
bikini that I thought was perfect for my body. I didn't see Tim
there but about an hour later he showed up. He had on a pair of
trunk shorts but with his thick hard body, they looked great on
him. Again within minutes he had three or four girls chatting with
him. I said hello to him and he said hi back but that seemed like
the end of our conversation.

I watched for a few hours as he played with all the girls and
bought them drinks. They all stayed right by his side and I could
find no way to get him away from them without really looking silly.
I tried to think of a way to get him to come over and talk but
nothing seemed to work. Then suddenly the old memories came back.
No, I couldn't. No, that would be way too bold. I kept telling
myself not to do it, but the thought kept popping up in my mind.
I knew there was no other way to get Tim away from all the cute
looking girls that now surrounded. I took out paper and a pen,
started writing a small note, then folded it up and gave it to
the waitress to deliver to Tim. I sat back in my chair and closed
my eyes. I couldn't beleive what I had just done.

The waitress took the note to Tim and just handed it to him. Tim
didn't know who it was from but he opened it and when he read it
he knew immediately who had sent it. All it said was:
"I'm hopeing the BULLY would like to come out and play!"
The old memories came back to Tim and he started looking around the
pool for me. He finally saw me laying there on a chair with my
eyes closed. He quickly excused himself from the girls all around
him and walked directly to where I was standing. He stared down on
me then he startled me when he loudly spoke out, "THE BULLY IS HERE".

My eyes opened and I watched as Tim sat down next to me and asked
if I was serious about what I said in the note. My face started
to blush some and he again asked me if I was serious. I didn't
answer and he stood up and started to walk back to all the girls
standing at the other end of the pool. His back was to me when
he heard me call his name. When he turned around, I knew I had to
answer his question. With my eyes not daring to look directly at
him, I answered that YES, I was ready for the BULLY. He quickly
walked over and moved in close to move. He whispered in my ear,
remember, you have to do as I ask. No questions, just do the things
I want. If you agree, you have me for the rest of your time in town.

WOW, thats exactly what I wanted out of him. To be his sole source
of attention. If I could get that, I might be able to rekindle some
of the fire that was in our relationship before. I quickly told
Tim I agreed. He then made me suffer a little by asking what I
agreed to. I had to tell him that I would do as he wanted, no
questions asked. Just like the other times he was the BULLY. As
soon as I said that he grabbed my hand and we were out of there.
He took me directly to the big expensive mall that most people
could just window shop in. The prices were too expensive for the
average to buy anything. But everything the stores sold were top
of the line.

He first bought me a tiny white dress. It was very short but
very expensive. He then bought me shoes and finally took me into
the fancy ladies store that dealt with sexy under garments. He
picked out some frilly hose that only came up to my thighs and
then started looking at sexy underwear. Why he was looking at
the underwear, he handed me the hose and told me to put them
on why he looked for me something sexy to wear under my dress.
He also told me to take of my undies and bring them out to him.
I assummed he would give me something to put on once I brought
the undies out to him. The outfit was a really head turner. Bright
white, very short, with sexy hose and medium height high heels.
Once I got the hose on I slipped off my black undies and balled
them up in my fist. I didn't know it but Tim had already paid
for everything. When I walked out, he grabbed the undies out of
my hands and stuffed them into his pocket. He then started to
lead me from the store.

At the door I sort of stopped and asked Tim about my undies.
He looked at me and said I had on everything I was getting. He
then pulled me out the door and with a very surprised look on
my face, I was walking down the mall in a tiny short skirt minus
any under garments. I had never done this before and it really
scared me. But for the next hour I was guided thru the mall and
watched as Tim bought some other outfits for me. Then he stopped
into a camera shop and at first I didn't know what he was doing.
But then he whispered in my ear, BULLY needs a camera for later.
Suddenly it all came back. My face went white and I stood there
as Tim bought one of the most expensive cameras there. Close to
$1000.00. It took pictures of higher quality then most 35mm cameras
did. I didn't know what to say. I knew what he was planning but
I had really already agreed to it. I just held on tightly and
hoped that things would work out like I wanted them to.

We left the mall but on the way home Tim stopped at a large
adult store. I remembered this store from years ago because this
is where we'd go to buy toys and outfits for Tim's BULLY nights.
It didn't really shock me back then to go into the store and even
today, it didn't seem like that big a thing. Tim started throwing
things into a small basket. Vibrators, dildos, slippery lotions, and
finally two very erotic outfits. One was a maid's outfit, completely
decked out with heels, stockings, tiny maid skirt and apron and
it also came with a small black and white hat and white elbow
high gloves. It was a great outfit but it was made of real leather
and cost over $200.00 . Of course Tim didn't care and picked it
up and threw it in the basket. The other outfit was a tiny plaid
skirt and a thin white see thru shirt. It was a school girls
outfit that left about nothing to the imagination. This outfit
wasn't near as expensive. Only around $90.00.

Finally Tim paid for everything and we were out of there. He took
me to his home and fixed up the camera and all the outfits. I was
right there watching and we chatted and made small talk. I was
starting to get scared about the promise I made. But I didn't want
anything to stand in the way of me and Tim maybe getting back
together. Tim saw I had a scared look on his face. He decided to
make me verify again that he was in charge. He did it very smoothly
and in a way I couldn't disagree. He started talking about how he
might like to try things again but first he had to see if I was
really committed to him. He was going to give me tonight and
tomorrow to prove to him that I really did want him back. He was
going to play Mr. BULLY to the hilt. If I came thru it without
upsetting him, he would then like to see if we could get back
together. But if I couldn't even do that for him, then he'd rather
we just leave it like it was and I go my own way.

I knew his life was so much better then mine. And Tim was now
such a hunk of a man. I had my reservations but I finally told
Tim that I had made him a promise and I intended to keep it.
Whatever Mr. Bully asked, I would do. It was only fair since I
promised. At that moment, Tim knew he had me. His mind was already
racing far ahead of mine. He had me watch TV while he went into
his master bedroom to make a few business calls. I didn't know what
I was getting myself into, but it wouldn't be that long before I
found out. Tim was in the room for around fifteen minutes. When
he came out, he grabbed me by the hand and said we were going out
to eat. I didn't even notice when he didn't lock the door behind
him as we left.

We stayed out eating and drinking for a couple hours. I was finally
use to the tiny white skirt with no undies. I was feeling more
comfortable as the alcohol slowly started to take hold. Tim
looked at his watch and said it was time to go home and Mr. BULLY
wanted to play. I knew what this meant and just shook my head OK.
In a way I wanted this as bad as Tim did. It felt so good to CUM
yesterday night and I wanted that to happen again. The feeling of
a guy holding me in his arms was something I really missed badly.
It took twenty minutes to get to Tim's house and at first I didn't
notice all the cars parked all around his house. But when I was
helped out of the car, I could see the cars and a few people
thru Tim's front windows. I didn't say anything and when the
door opened there must have been 30 or more people there already
drinking and listening to the loud music.

Tim had set up this party on the spur of the moment. He called many
of our old friends over from the reunion and also some of his
new friends I didn't know yet. We walked in and everyone was
cheering and having a good time. I didn't know why they were
cheering but I too started to have a good time with most the
people there. Tim let me mingle with him for about an hour.
During the entire time he kept me drinking champaign and introduced
me to just about all his friends. At exactly 10:00, he grabbed my
hand and took me back to the master bedroom. I was feeling no
pain and Tim sat me on the bed laughing. He said it was Mr.
Bully time. I saw the door was closed so I didn't want to mess up
his night. I just sat there as my short white dress came off and
Tim dressed me in the thin see thru Maids outfit. I saw the
camera in his hands and he took pictures after each new part of
the outfit was on me. I could hear the party going strongly in
the other room but I just tried to do as Tim asked me. I felt
fairly confident I would be ok inside his bedroom.

For thirty minutes I posed for Tim and his new camera. I remembered
the routine well, he'd take pictures, pose me however he wanted,
the make love to me before we went to bed. He would leave the
camera on the dresser next to me so I could erase them. I just
assummed everything would be about the same. It was hard at first
playing with myself in front of Tim and the camera. But after
twenty minutes I got use to it and was soon using a dildo on myself
as Tim and his camera watched and clicked. What happened next just
about made me sick. I was standing close to the door and Tim
was taking some pictures. He came up and asked me if I was glad
he was there and we were acting just like it was old times. I
quickly said YES then he again asked if I'd like to stay with
him forever. A huge smile came to my face and I quickly kissed
him and said that would be the most wonderful think that could
ever happen.

He pulled away and reminded me of my promise. Do you promise to
do everything I ask tonight and tomorrow? If you do, then you
wish just might come true. I was just so happy I couldn't respond
other then to tell Tim I was his for the next two days. Then
kiddingly, I told Tim, "Make Mr. BULLY happy." Tell me what to
do and I will do it. From that second on, my fate was sealed. We
were only a few feet from his bedroom door. He looked at me and
told me not to say a word, just do what he wanted or leave. I
was sort of silenced by the sound of his statement until he
grabbed my hand and led me to the door. Before I could say a
word, he reached for the handled, opened the door wide and
pulled me out into the living room.

My mind went into immediate shock. There in front of me were about
40 people and I had on a see thru maid's outfit and everyone
could see every inch of my body. I could barely move but I felt
my body being led into the center of the living room. A huge
cheer went up and I heard someone yell the entertainment was
here. I was so petrified I couldn't move my body. Sexy music
started playing and Tim was right behind me telling me to dance.
My body wouldn't budge an inch. I was frightened and scared more
then ever in my life. Tim pushed his mouth right up to my ear.
Dance you slut or I'll kick you out forever. The words stung me
but amazingly my body started to move. Suddenly I was slowly
dancing to the music and out of the corner of my eye was Tim
with his camera taking pictures.

I couldn't beleive the situation I was in. Suddenly I heard Tim
barking orders but at first I didn't do anything but move my
body to the music. Tim ran over and shook me some from behind.
You better listen to MR. BULLY or your chances of staying here
are gone forever. Tim shook me twice more then I shook my head
OK. Suddenly I heard Tim's voice clearly and even to my amazement,
I started doing as I was told. My fingers found my pussy and in
front of the 40 guests, I started to finger my own pussy. I just
couldn't look at anyone. Half the people in the room were my old
friends from high school, the other half were Tim's good friends.
I didn't even know how wet my pussy was. My hand was covered in
slippery juices from my own pussy. But one thing that was easy to
notice was the bright flash from the expensive camera every time
Tim took a photo.

I must have been too scared and embarrassed to cry. I just kept
doing everything I was told to do. Everyone was all around and
kept cheering me on. Suddenly in my hand was one of the long
thick dildo's that Tim had bought earlier today and right on queue
it was slowly being worked up inside my pussy. And the thing that
surprised me again was that it my own hand guiding the dildo. I
just listened to Tim's voice and did what it said. I was now
fucking myself in front of all the people at the party. And I
soon noticed that my body was starting to respond to the large
dildo. I didn't think I would ever have to worry about that but
I was starting to get very turned on.

Tim had me on my knee's and again I guided the dildo to my pussy
from behind. Before I knew what happened, there was Tim in front
of me and suddenly my mouth was filled with his dick. He told me
not to stop fucking myself with the dildo. He still had his
camera in his hand and he was snapping one picture after another.
I couldn't stand it and I closed my eyes. With my eyes closed, it
was easy for Tim to point to one of his friends and guide him to
right between my spread out legs. He silently lipped what he
wanted the guy to do. FUCK HER UNTIL YOU CUM!

Tim handed his camera to another guy and asked him to keep taking
pictures. He then guided his hands to my head and started pulling
me deeper onto his very stiff dick. My eyes were tightly shut
and the cheers and vulgar language in the room kept getting louder
and louder. I kept hearing chants of FUCK THE SLUT, FILL HER MOUTH
FULL OF CUM! It just didn't register in how much trouble I really
was. I then felt a hand remove my hand from the dildo in my pussy
and suddenly somebody else was pushing the dildo in and out of me.
I felt the dildo removed then quickly felt it back at my pussy
lips. But with one quick shove, I knew this wasn't a dildo. I
had a guys dick pressing up inside me. I started to move around
trying to escape but suddenly my hair was pulled hard and Tim's
voice was right in my ear.

Don't upset MR. BULLY. You wouldn't want anything bad to happen
to these pictures would you? Suddenly it hit me that I wasn't
in control in any manner at all. And if I fought back, Tim was
threatening to do something with the pictures he was taking.
As suddenly as my fighting movements started, they suddenly stopped.
The cheers went up and both guys started to fuck me really hard.
The last little defeat came when someone quided my own hand to my
clit and I was told to rub my pussy until I came. With everything
happening like it was, I lasted about 30 seconds and exploded on
my own finger rubbing my clit. My pussy had a cock buried in it and
so did my mouth. My entire body shook as I orgasmed on the two
dicks inside my body. Tim was the first of the night to shower
my body with sperm. Deep down my throat a large gooey coating of
sperm slowly dripped from Tim's cock. Then the hands on my hips
pulled my body tightly back and I could feel his cock pulse as
my cunt was also coated with the nasty stuff.

Just like last night, I didn't think of not being protected until
the stuff was already inside me. I now remembered that I had
brought some condoms with me for Tim to use but they were in my
purse. They were of no help to me now, I already had a huge load
of sperm swimming around deep inside my unprotected body. My
body went limp as my orgasm subsided but to my surprise a fresh
cock was first pushed into my mouth and then into my just fucked
pussy. Suddenly four hands were pushing me this way and that way
and I heard Tim's voice tell me to make his friends feel good. I
was totally defeated. And for the next hour I took more cocks then
I could count. My throat and pussy had so much white goo on them
that it nearly covered them from view to the camera. Then just
as quickly as it started, it was over. I was laid flat in the
middle of the floor and everyone gathered around my white gooey
body and Tim took picture after picture of his party slut in all
her glory. And that by the way was me!

He left me there and went into the bedroom. He didn't come out
for about ten minutes. I never moved and never opened my eyes.
I was afraid to think of what my old friends were now saying
about me. When Tim came out of the bedroom, the party quickly
broke up and as everyone was leaving, he told them to show up
about the same time tomorrow night. It didn't even register
that he was suggesting I would be here then also. When everyone
was gone, he lifted me up and took me to the shower. He showered
with me and it was then I couldn't hold it together any longer.
I fell apart and cried like a newborn child. I really let it out
and Tim had to help me out and dry me off. He then put me on the
bed and told me to look beside me. There on the dresser was the
digital camera. He told me when I woke up tomorrow morning, I
had full control over the pictures he just took. To erase them,
I just had to hit the erase memory button.

He then pulled me close and he had a very long talk with me. I
was still sobbing and he was soft and gentle with me, not like
earlier tonight. He went on to say tonight was my first test. I
made it thru with flying colors. Tomorrow and tomorrow night would
be my next tests. He was going to play MR. BULLY until midnight
tomorrow night. If I made it all the way till then, he was
PROBABLY going to ask me to stay with him and we could then see
if things really worked. But it was all up to me. This was his
test and I could leave at any time I wanted. But once I left, it
would forever seal our fate as a couple. Tim knew how much I wanted
to become part of his world. In fact, he knew how much EVERY girl
wanted to be part of it. He was now secure in knowing that every
single girl would give he ALL to get a chance to be his wife. Tim
was going to use every last bit of that knowledge to use me in
every way he could. The more he humilated me and made me do things
I normally wouldn't do, the better he was going to feel.

This was all about payback. He now was in the drivers seat and he
was doing his best to give me triple the pain that I gave him.
Tonight was a super start and he knew he still had all tomorrow
during the day and tomorrow night. He wasn't going to waste a
second of either. He only had to hear from me if I wanted him to
take me back to my hotel room. He would be more then happy to if
that is what I wanted. Again, I had a way out. I should have jumped
at it and left right away, but I kept hearing the words that if I
could just make it till Sunday night at midnight, we would be back
together. In my mind, it meant back together like we were before
all this ever happened. Back before we were divorced. But in Tim's
mind, if I made it thru these two days, I would make the perfect
little playtoy that he could use whenever friends were over. He
definately was going to take control and I might live in the house,
but I'd never have any free will again. Of course I didn't know
what he had planned, I just knew this was my one chance to really
improve myself by catching Tim again.

As stupid as it was, when Tim asked me if I wanted to go back to
my hotel, I shook my head no. Then when he again asked me if I
was going to obey MR. BULLY fully until late Sunday night, I just
closed my eyes, let my head fall some, and shook my head yes. I
had just SEALED my fate and I had nobody to blame but myself. Tim
undressed and jumped into bed with me. He held me close and started
talking about how things would be back to normal in no time. This
did cheer me up and soon I was pulled as close to him as I could
get. We slept until around nine in the morning. I suddenly awoke
to somebody messing around in the kitchen. I woke up Tim and told
him that somebody was in the house. He pulled me close and told me
not to worry. He knew who it was. Again, my stomach pulled into
knots and I wasn't sure what was about to happen. Then my nose
started smelling bacon cooking. Then eggs. Tim was laughing the
entire time. Soon a young woman showed up with a large tray with
plenty of food for both me and Tim to eat. Tim introduced me to
Marie and told me she cooked every morning for him and then cleaned
the entire house. After Marie said hi, she was out of the room
to clean the rest of the house. I was so impressed even though I
was totally nude laying in bed beside Tim.

Tim told me that Marie came every morning but Monday morning. That
was her day off. She did all the cooking, cleaning, and washing.
I didn't know what to say. I just watched Tim dig into the food and
I followed his lead. The breakfast was great. It was then Tim got
up and went to the restroom. When I looked around the room, there
was the camera sitting on the dresser just like it use to. It felt
good when I heard Tim yell out and tell me not to forget to erase the
fun pictures he had taken. I grabbed the camera and looked at about
two pictures stored in the camera. Yep, they were still on there.
I then pressed the erase button and waited for about 30 seconds
till a message popped up on the camera screen that said all pictures
were erased. I tried to play them back but the camera said it
was empty. PERFECT! I again felt much better and tried to forget
about last night. But I still had another 18 hours or so before
my promise to Tim was up. And my next tasking was just about
to start. I justed didn't know what it was yet.

When Tim came back into the room, he was already dressed. He sat
down next to me and I said quietly that I was very scared. He looked
at me and started up another serious discussion. He told me that I
had the chance to live the style of life I always dreamed about.
Today and tonight I would be pushed beyond my wildest dreams. If
I never complained, if I proved to Tim I could be a great wife
and companion, I would soon be moving in and also living my life
like I had always dreamed. But he lifted my head up and looked
right into my eyes. It's all up to you. I want you to promise not
to object to anything. To play every role to the hilt. To do things
you normally wouldn't do and actually act like your enjoying it.
I'm going to put you into many roles and I want to see you act them
out perfectly. If you can do this, then I'd have no problem with
you staying here with me. You can move your stuff from you little
apartment you share with you girlfriend and move in with me. Tim
again said I was in control of my own destiny. He then had me
repeat after him, I want to stay, I will play the roles and enjoy
it to the fullest. In a few mintues I was saying those words with
gusto and I tried to make myself beleive them. I was just so damn
scared of what I would be made to do.

Before I was to be dressed, Tim took me to the bathroom and turned
on the bath. He put me in the water when it was only about an inch
up inside the tub. He soaped me up and it was then I knew what he
was about to do. He told me to lay back, spread my legs and close
my eyes. This was the start of many things today that I had no
control over. I felt the tip of the razor and it pulled thru my
fairly thick pussy hair. With long full strokes, he pulled the
razor thru my pussy and the hair fell off into the bottom of the
tub. I could tell by just the feel of the razor that he was moving
lower and lower. I refused to open my eyes and laid there for about
five minutes. Thats all it took. I felt him rinse my pussy up and
when he told me to open my eyes, my pussy was completely bare. Never
had I shaved my pussy before. I had trimmed it many times so I would
look ok in my rather large bikini, but never had I cut all the hair
off. It looked very funny to me but I could tell by the budge in
Tim's pants that he really liked the look. Tim dried me off and took
me back into the bedroom.

My little white dress was put on me and we headed out the door. I was
use to this short outfit and it didn't bother me near as much that
I didn't have undies on. My transformation into Tim's hot slutty
girlfriend was definately in high gear. He could even see the 
difference as I walked. My hands weren't pulling the short skirt
down every other step I took. This time Tim drove me to the beach.
It was about an hours drive away and when we got there, it was
around noon. He parked and took me into one of those small bikini
shops located on just about every beach road in any area of the
beach you went. He looked over racks of bikini's but ended up picking
a tiny little bikini. It was a small string and the cloth that
made up the material was made of thin pink material. I didn't
get to examine the bikini but it was a SHOW ME OFF bikini only. It
had no lining inside to keep it from becoming see thru. The thin
pink material as about a light as they could make it. And the bikini
couldn't be any smaller and still cover me. In just seconds, Tim
paid for the bikini without me even trying it on. 

He then handed me the suit and the bag it came in. He told me to
go into the changing room, put on the suit and put all my clothes
back into the bag. I took everything with me, closed the door and
slid out of my clothes. I slid the suit on and it fit me as tight
as it possible could. My body was pressing at the top and bottoms
and really wanted to break free of the tiny little suit. I yelled
out to Tim that it was too small. I needed the next larger size.
Tim told me to let him see. When I walked out, his eyes told the
whole story. I was not on display for all to see. The little string
ran up my ass and disappeared and the three small triangles just
barely covered my body and the suit was just small enought that
my body filled it completely. It felt really tight but I didn't
get to say another word. I was now being guided out the door and
all I had on was this tiny string bikini. I didn't know it but the
tiny suit I had on was called a wicked weasel. They sold them on
the internet and in young girls stores, but this suit wasn't
meant to really wear out in the general public area. It was
meant for the backyard or a private beach with just a few people
at it. I was in for a very rude awaking of just what a wicked
weasel suit was all about.

The wind felt like it was blowing right thru me. I could feel it
hitting my shaved pussy and of course my ass was right out there in
the open. Tim took me down to the very crowed area around the
local pier where all the youngs kids like to gather and the surfers
were doing their thing. When we got to the main part of the beach,
every eye was on me. I knew it and I had never been in this position
except for last night. I knew I was being closely watched and I
again had no control of what was about to happen. Tim took me sort
of right in the middle of the group of kids and he laid down a
towel and had me lay back on it. Once I was completely down, he
whispered in my ear, don't disappoint me. I really want you to be
with me Monday morning. He then pulled my hands over my head and sort
of pushed both hands under my head. This sort of acted like a
small pillow. I had my eyes closed when he pulled my legs open
fairly wide and put them on each corner of the towel. He then
told me not to move one inch and to enjoy the sun. I didn't hear
another word from him for about five minutes. He now took the
camera out of the beach bag and snapped many pictures of me right
there between all the other youngs guys and girls on the beach.

I did as he said and just laid there. The sun was getting hot and
I was starting to sweat. Suddenly I felt his hand on me and he
said not to worry, it was only him. I didn't move and he pulled out
a bottle of store bought water. He slowly started to pour it over
my body and it felt great in this hot weather. He started at my
feet and slowly worked up my legs. Soon the water was being splashed
over the small patch that covered my pussy. He continued working
his way up and covered both the small tit patches with more of the
cool water. It really did feel great and I was happy to get the
water. Tim told me to soak up the sun. Keep my eyes closed and he
would tell me when I could turn over. He got up and immediately
grabbed his camera. The water did exactly what it was suppose to
do to the thin wicket weasel suit, it went completely see-thru.
Right before his eyes was my shaved pussy lips and the long crack
that ran right up the middle of my pussy. It was just about like I
didn't have anything on.

After a few pictures others noticed what he was taking pictures of.
Soon guy after guy was getting up and walking by. Of course Tim
had to snap a picture of every one of them checking me out. He
soon picked about five guys out and whispered something in their
ears. Of course a huge smile came to their faces and they shook
their head yes. In fifteen minutes, my suit was dry and again hiding
most the stares of the kids that by now couldn't take their eyes
off of me. Tim had me get up and he packed his beach bag with our
stuff and we started walking down the beach. We only went about
two minutes past the end of the crowd. They were still within
view easily but nobody was around us. I watched Tim lay the towel
down and soon I was back down on my back. I was put into the same
position but this time the water was poured on me immediately after
my eyes were closed. Tim waved down the beach and while I layed
there, five guys slowly walked down by the water and up to where
Tim was standing. Within seconds Tim was at my side and he bent
down and told me, "DON"T FIGHT BACK"!

I felt hands on my hips and two firm tugs on the bows on my bikini
bottoms and the small bikini fell off me and into Tim's hands.
Suddenly I was bottomless on the beach. I really felt exposed again
and I was scared to death. I tried not to let it show but I don't
think I hid it from Tim very well. I didn't get much time to even
think about things, suddenly one hand was pulled from under my
head and it was guided to my bald hot pussy. I heard Tim tell me
to rub myself and give him a great show. Without questioning him,
I moved my finger up and down my pussy and was amazed at hot wet
it became. Tim was snapping picture after picture. Many of the
guys were looking down at me and what I was doing. I was so scared
about being seen but also my body was so hot from being put on show
like this out in the public. I wasn't that far from coming when
out of nowhere a dick was pressed to my lips. I heard Tim told me
to open my mouth and suddenly it was filled with a hot hard dick.
I prayed this was Tim and I also prayed that nobody would see us
here. But Tim's next words totally ended all my hopes. He had me
open my eyes and I saw the young blond 17 or 18 year old boy that
I was sucking then glanced around and saw about four other boys
his age all watching. I completely turned a bright red and all 
thoughts of me cumming suddenly stopped.

I sort of pleaded into the dick that was my mouth, NO, PLEASE NO.
Of course nobody could make anything out. Then I heard saw Tim
again snapping away more pictures with that damn camera of his.
But my eyes got huge when I suddenly felt hands on my spread out
legs and they were pulled high above my body. I couldn't look down
to see who it was but there above me I could see Tim with the
camera in his hands. I then saw his lips, they kept saying something
over and over again. DON'T DISAPPOINT ME, DON'T BREAK YOUR PROMISE!
I wanted to scream and say no but instead my body sort of went limp
and I was now letting the two young boy control all the action. The
boy that was about to fuck me was barely 18. He was over ten years
younger then me. I just barely had time to think about anything when
my throat suddenly was on fire. A huge wad of young thick sperm was
blasted to the back of my throat and I either had to swallow it
all or drown. It was like it was broken faucet. The sperm just 
never seemed to stop flowing down the back of my throat. And the boy
kept my head buried as deep on his dick as he could. He used his
hands on my head to control my movements.

When my head was finally released, I came up gulping for air. But
my freedom was shortly lived. Another boy pulled my head roughly
up to his stiff dick and pushed my mouth down onto him. Just as I
got him all the way into my mouth, my hips were pulled as hard as they
could towards the young boy that was fucking me. In less then a
second his dick exploded sending his entire load of young fertile
sperm deep inside the back of my hot wet pussy. Again my mind 
reminded me way to late that I should have some sort of protection.
I kept telling myself today was the last day of this. I just had
to get lucky one last day and it would be all over. I kept telling
myself I wouldn't get pregnant and I'd soon be living in the huge
house my Ex-Husband now owned. For the next ten minutes, I was
filled in both my mouth and pussy by the five young boys. Some
took a second trip and the only thing for sure I knew was that
Tim had his camera and the was snapping picture after picture.
Sudden all the boys stopped. I was breathing hard from the workout
I had just been put thru. There was no real talking going on.
I was just laying there and there was cum all over my face and
pussy. Sudden Tim was there and to my bewilderment, he led my free
hand to my very gooey pussy. 

He said out loud that as soon as I made myself cum, we would leave
the beach. But until I did, I would lay there on complete show for
anyone that might walk by. With all the sperm all over my body, my
fingers started working and it took about five minutes for me to
get worked up. I could hear the camera clicking and when I was 
finally about to cum, Tim told me to push my hips up off the towel
and give them all a great show of how good I was about to feel. 
Just wanted to get it over with, when I did start to orgasm, my
hips left the blanket and did my body really did take over. My
pussy spasmed and pulled as much sperm as it could even deeper into
my body. I never even thought of that as my body reacted to my
fingers on my clit and it exploded in a very large orgasm. As my
shaved pussy quivered, it slowly pulled more of the young boy's sperm
deep up inside me. I must have shook for about 30 seconds before
my body final fell flat on the towel. It was then I heard the boys
for the first time tell Tim what a hot slut girlfriend he had. I
just about cried at that remark but I barely kept myself from
doing so. I felt water splashed all over me and the tiny bikini
bottom put back on. Then my eyes opened and the main group of
people were still about two minutes down the beach.

Tim looked me in the eyes and told me I was perfect. He didn't kiss
me but he did hold me tightly as we walked back up the beach. I
dreaded walking thru all the kids and I knew at least five of them
had just fucked me a few minutes ago. Of course every eye was on
my tiny little suit and Tim finally got me back to his car. He
handed me the bag from earlier and instead of going home, he had
me put my white dress and heels back on. I felt a mess but I knew
I couldn't say nothing today. I again knew I just had to make it 
thru the next twelve hours or so. That little amount of time for
something that might change my life forever. Well, I was right
about something. The next twelve hours would definately change my
life forever. Just not the way I was thinking it would.

Again Tim drove me to the sexy adult store and we went inside to
look around. Tim already knew exactly what he wanted. He went to
the area's of the store and started buying items with me even
trying them on. Then before I knew it we were heading back to
Tim's house. When we got home it was around two in the afternoon.
I took a quick shower then was sat in front of the bathroom mirror.
I was told to start putting makeup on but Tim had a special look
in mind. He wanted my face painted very brightly. EXACTLY like I
was a street hooker. He wouldn't let me stop putting the bright
makeup on till he thought I had that perfect street look. I didn't
even know who the woman was in the mirror. But in a way, it made
me feel better because to me it was hard for me to recognize 
myself. I small smile came to my face. This was sort of like having
a mask on. Maybe people wouldn't recognize me. It really picked
my spirits up when even Tim said I looked completely different.
He didn't mean I didn't look like myself, he meant I really looked
liked a hooker. But I took it the way I wanted to now I felt more
confident because I was sure people probably would not recognize
me like this. In reality, it didn't hide my face at all. Anyone
who knew me would easily tell it was me under all this war paint.

Once my face was done, Tim pulled me to the closet and the tiny
dress from the adult store came it. It was the little school girl
outfit that Tim bought when he bought my maid costume. He put the
thin see thru white lace shirt on me and I could make out my
nipples and breast very easily by just looking down at my body.
Then he slid the short plaid dress onto me and it barely covered
the bottom of my ass cheeks. It had a large black belt that came with
it and when Tim had me sit on the bed, the skirt blew up halfway up
my butt. There was nothing I could do about it, there was no material
to pull down. If I sat down, most of my body would be on show. Tim
slowly pulled some bright white thigh high hose up my legs and topped
it off with the tallest white stilletto shoes I had ever seen. They
must have had five inch spikes on the heels. I found out how bad
they really were when I tried to walk. It was like walking on a nail.
It took me a few minutes just to figure out how to stand in them.
After a good coat of sweet smelling perfume, Tim had me stand back
and he looked me over real good. I was definately now dressed to 
the part that he wanted me. I looked like a hot little hooker from
down at fifth street. And little did I know what Tim had on his
mind for me tonight.

He snapped many pictures of me in wild poses that he positioned my
body in. Then with a small look of horror in my eyes, he guided
me outside to his car. It was still early by the time we got to
the middle of the city. It was only around three in the afternoon and
I was dressed up exactly like a hooker. I was driving around with
my ex-husband just hoping I could survive the day. He pulled into
a small parking lot and I saw it was a small adult store. I had
never been in this one. He took me inside and every guy in the
place again stared at me without even blinking. This time they
really knew I was a hooker and each of them had only one thing on
his mind, how much would I cost. I never thought about any of that,
I just walked in Tim's arms and went where ever he told me to go.
He had me look at sexy outfits and he disappearred for two minutes
to go chat with a few of the guys that were in the store. I didn't
know where he had gone but again I was scared to death at what might
happened.

He came back and told me in five minutes, a few of his friends from
the party would be here. He looked at me and asked me if I was 
ready to move in with him tomorrow. A very faint smile came to my
face and I shook my head yes. He then told me to play my part good
and it would really come true. I again shook my head and Tim
immediately started reeling off more orders. Suddenly I had to
bend at the waist and pretend like I was looking at some
clothes on the bottom shelf. I knew exactly what would happen but
I slowly did as he requested. My tiny skirt flew halfway up my
asscheeks and everyone stareing at me got a complete eyefull of
my tight little ass and shaved pussy. I felt completely helpless
but I knew better then to move. Finally Tim pulled me up and he
walked me back to some back rooms where you could watch dirty 
movies. We went into a stall and Tim put some quarters in the
machine. A very low budget movie came on and it was rather loud.
Tim said he saw his friends arrive and it was now time for another
little show. My face pleaded with him but my mouth didn't say a
word. He told me for the next ten minutes, I was to close my eyes
as do as he said. Slowly my eyelids closed and the second they
did was the exact moment a large thick dick was pushed thru a
hole in the wall into our stall. I didn't know it but I was about
to experience a glory hole.

My head was guided down and I felt the large round dick poking at
my lips. This dick was bigger then anything I had put in my
mouth so far. I kept my eyes closed and soon my head was bobbing
up and down on a large dick that was sticking thru the wall. I
just assummed this was one of Tim's friends. But one look at the
dick would have told me better. The dick was very thick, very
slick, and jet BLACK. This wasn't one of Tim's friends, it was the
very large black guy that I had noticed as soon as I came into the
store. He was very mean looking and had a football players type of
build. I didn't know he was the stores security guard. He was
taking full advantage of the free hooker that had walked into his
store. This didn't happen that often. My head bobbed up and down
and I could hear Tim's camera snapping one picture after another.
Before my mouth was filled with creme, Tim pulled me off the large
dick and I trembled as he turned my body around. I was praying that
it wasn't going to happen, but Tim used his hands to guide my body.
He bent me forward and then slipped my ass backwards towards the
wall. I then felt the thick dick pressing up against my freshly
shaved pussy lips. It took one good push from Tim's hands and
my pussy lips parted to let the thick black monster slide up
inside me. Tim had me not move until he got four or five great
pictures of the big blast beast just inside my pussy lips. Then
he told me to fuck his friend just like it was him. He wanted to
see a real sexy show too.

I started off slowly but Tim yelled and said I wasn't even trying.
He was completely right. But he threatened to just walk away and
that made me start to put a little more effort into it. Suddenly
I was fucking back onto the thickest dick I had ever felt. I
was completely full and as my pussy pulled at tugged at the
huge black dick, Tim continued to press the shutter button on
his digital cam. I was really attacking the dick fast when suddenly
my entire backside became very wet. The large dick inside me
had blasted his entire load deep up inside my tight white pussy
and now the huge load had nowhere to go but back outside of me.
His cum soaked my cunt and much of it dripped down my legs. I
felt the large dick pull away only to shortly be replaced by one
half it's size. Again I fucked on this dick and within two minutes
another hot gooey load of sperm was pushing it's way up inside me.
Finally Tim pulled me away from the small glory hole opening.
He cleaned me up with the tissue that was in the stall then quickly
led me out of the building. I was never so glad to get out to his
car. He pulled me close and told me I was perfect in there. Again
he didn't kiss me or anything like that. He just told me how
well I did and that he loved the way I did as he said. I again
just wanted to survive the long night that was still in front of me.

It was just getting dark and we drove around for a while. He had
me get in the back seat and close my eyes. He laid me down and
positioned me so my legs were up on the window and I was spread
pretty far apart. He only had to drive about one block. I didn't
know where we were, but Tim knew exactly what was going to happen.
He pulled right under one of the street signs and parked. We were
at Fifth and Center straight. It was the exact middle of the 
redlight district. It was also known as the large hooker hangout
area. Tim told me not to move and not to open my eyes. The engine
was still going and I heard his door open. It only took a few
minutes before the first guys walked up to the car. They looked
in the back at me then followed Tim away from the car. Tim told
them it wouldn't cost them a penny. Just allow him to take a few
pictures and they could have their way with me. The two street
wise kids couldn't beleive their luck. Suddenly the back door
was open and Tim told me not to move or make a sound. In an
instant a body was on top of mine and my legs were pulled up high
into the air. Then I heard Tim's voice, give my friend the ride
of his life. Don't stop till I tell you too. 

It was the hardest roughest fuck I ever got. The young guy really
used me hard and forced my pussy completely down onto his seven
inch dick. Tim yelled twice for me to FUCK HIM back and I then
moved my body to match the boys. With pictures flashing from both
close and far away, I fucked the boy on top of me until he finally
unloaded deep inside me. I had given up worrying about getting 
pregnant. There was nothing I could do about it tonight and with
any luck at all, after tonight I would have full control over things
in my life again. Tim had me keep my eyes closed and he pulled
me out of the car and quided me to under a large street sign.
There on top the sign were the two familar street signs, 5th and Center.
Suddenly I was pushed to my knees and right there under the light,
I was sucking on a guys dick pushed into my face. Tim moved back
to catch everything. He even had the guy hold $50.00 in his hand
even though he wasn't going to take it from the guy. It was all
for the photos he was taking. His revenge on me was growing by
the minute. My reward for being so cooperative was two quick
throat fulls of sperm. Then just as quickly as it began, I was
pushed into the front seat and we drove away. We had only been there
about fourty five minutes but Tim had gotten way more then he ever
hoped for with the hot pictures he now had in his camera.

I didn't know it but I really played my role to the hilt tonight.
I actually was forced to work the same streets that all the real
hookers worked. And as far as the guys tonight knew, I was a new
local hooker and they were lucky to get to use me first. I was now
total beat and prayed that we were heading home. It was only around
Eight in the evening and I didn't even pay attention where Tim was
suddenly parking. He pulled me close and said we had one last thing
to do before we went home. And he told me after I completed this
task, we were done for the night and he would invite me to move in
with him. As tired as I was, I now saw the end right there in front of
me. He asked if I was ready and I shook my head YES just so we could
get it over with. It was dark and when we walked in the store I now
knew what type of place we were in, it was a small TATTOO parlor. I
suddenly got a very cold chill in my body. Tim looked around and I
stood over in the corner. Ten minutes went by before Tim saw something
he liked. He pulled me over and there on the wall was a small rose
Tattoo with the words "I LOVE YOU" running down a small banner inside
the rose. 

Tim pointed it out and said, "I want that on you"! I didn't want a
tattoo at all and told Tim that. The look on his face said it all.
He turned angry and said we might as well leave then. He also said 
that would do it for us. If I couldn't do this for him, then there's
no way I would be the girl he wanted beside him "FOR THE REST OF HIS
LIFE". Those words sunk hold quickly. Tim grabbed my hand and we started
to leave. We just about got outside the front door when I lowered my
head and told Tim, "OK". I didn't even have to say it twice. His face
perked up and suddenly we were walking back into the store. I went back
over to where I was standing before while Tim went and talked to the
guy running the store. The guy invited him into his office and they
stayed in there for about ten minutes. Finally Tim came out and said
everything was all set up. Tim quided me to the empty room where they
had something like a small doctors table. Tim laid me down and told me
he was so happy I was going to be with him from now on. This was the
only thing that made me even begin to have a good feeling. Knowing I
was about to get a Tattoo was not something I looked forward to at all.

Suddenly the guy who was going to give me the tattoo came in. He set up
a few tools and things while Tim stayed by head and kept telling me
how happy he was with me. Then suddenly the guy was putting small 
headphones on my ears. I could hear music playing loudly and as he
guided them to my head. He told me it would mask the sound of the
tattoo gun and would also give me something to take my attention off
the small pain the tattoo would cause. Suddenly with the headphones
on, all I could hear was the music. I couldn't even hear Tim and the
guy talking. Tim lifted one of the headphones and whispered for me to
close my eyes and keep them closed till the guy was done. I didn't
move a muscle. I just closed my eyes and wished for this time to be over.
I just then remembered that I didn't even know where the tattoo was
going. Was it going on my arm, shoulder, maybe my ankle. I just had
to lay there and wait for things to start to happen.

It didn't take long. Sudden my tiny short skirt was moved up to
above my belly button. I wasn't that shy anymore but it still wasn't
something I wanted to happen. Another guy seeing my completely shaved
pussy. Then I felt hands on the top of my pussy and felt a felt pen
or something drawing right above my pussy crack. OH PLEASE NO, not there.
But that was exactly where Tim wanted it. The guy drew on my shaved
skin for about five minutes. I never moved but again I didn't want
a tattoo, especially not RIGHT THERE! But Tim knew he had me over a
barrel. I couldn't say no. I just slowly shook waiting for the pain to
start. In about five minutes, it did. The tattoo gun hit the top of my
pussy and it felt like a million needles sticking me at the same time.
Of course my eyes filled up with tears and for about five minutes I
cried fairly good. But this was nothing unusual for the Tattoo guy. He
see's a lot of both guys and girls cry as the Tattoo is permanetly
put on. For 30 minutes I endure the pain. I sort of become numb to
it and even though it still hurts, my tears have stopped flowing.

It is finally done. Both Tim and Tattoo guy are very excited over it
and I still have my eyes closed listening to music. Tim gives the
guy a $100.00 bill and pulls me up real quickly. The area right above
my pussy crack is very sore. I start to lift the dress but Tim tells
me not yet. We slowly walk out and to Tim's word, he drives me to his
house. I'm sore but we get inside ok and Tim has me follow him
around the house as he gets everything turned off for bed. He takes
me into the bedroom and turns off all the lights. Its really dark
and he undresses both of us and we slip under the covers of his bed.
That night Tim talks about our future like it was going to be something
special and tells me my new life is going to be so much better then
my old one was. I asked Tim if I could see my tattoo and he said he
wanted to surprise me in the morning with it. I must admit, once we
were both in bed, it turned very romantic and I enjoyed the rest of
the night. We both fell asleep and Tim woke up first around seven in
the morning. He slowly slipped the sheet off me and there on my body
was my new tattoo. Tim had to get up and get his camera again. Right
there with me sleeping he took many close-ups and far away shots. I
was so tired it didn't even come close to waking me up.

Tim looked and knew he had succeeded in really changing my life for
good. He had pictures that would soon be released of me doing 
everything a good slave/prostitute would do. I also had a lifelong
tattoo that I hadn't even seen yet. When Tim looked over the tattoo
again, a huge smile came to his face. He couldn't wait for me to see
it. The one he showed me wasn't even close to what he put on my body.
There was a small tattoo of a girl on her knees, with her mouth wide
open like she was about to give a blow job. Then right above the girl
were the words:   PROPERTY OF    and then right under the girl in very
large letters was the name:  TIM

I was now going to have to live with that forever. Whenever I went to
the doctor, whenever I went to any type of public facility where I
would have to undress, I would always now be sporting that tattoo with
Tim's name on it. Once I woke up, Tim was going to show me the tattoo
and explain the rules for my new "SLAVE LIFE" with him. Last night was
to be my last night with any free will. Tim had pulled off his plans
to perfection. It was either go live with TIM and put up with anything
Tim wanted me to do, or find out just how cruel and bad he could
really treat me. I had about another hour of sleep till everything hit
the fan. If only I hadn't come back to the reunion get together. If
only I had listened to my girlfriend. If only, if only. I could go
on, and on, and on.......





  
CallingTheEx