Happiness in Slavery (closed)

"Are you absolutely sure we have to go to dinner first?”

Kane's cock instantly reacted to the soft touch of Samantha's fingers wrapping around it beneath his pants. There was barely any room at all due to its growing size coupled with her hand. He took a hand off the steering wheel and free'd his dick through his zipper. The thick bulging veins circling it all the way down its shaft and to his balls. He gripped Samantha's palm firmly around him releasing her to stretch his arm out and search for her thigh.

"Maybe....just maybe.... We'll skip the dinner."

He ran his fingers lightly along her leg, moving closer and closer to her inner thigh.

"You have to tell me you'll be a good girl tonight though... You have to tell me your gonna do what your told and you have to tell me your desperate for my cock."

They sat at a red light and he lowered both their windows from his side. The night air was slightly humid and warm. In the next lane was another car sitting at the light.

"Your gonna have to speak up too, cause I'm having trouble hearing with all this music."

Kane turned the radio on getting the couples attention. He looked at Samantha, a grin on his lips and her hand on his cock.

Kane reached down and slipped his cock out of his fly and she used the freedom from the tight confines of his pants to stroke him faster. He was already incredibly hard and her hand was barely able to encircle the thick shaft.

"Maybe....just maybe.... We'll skip the dinner,” he said as he moved his hand to her leg and let his fingers start teasing up her thigh.

Her feeling of victory was short lived though.

"You have to tell me you'll be a good girl tonight though... You have to tell me your gonna do what your told and you have to tell me your desperate for my cock."

She had no problem telling him how very desperate she was for his cock, it was the rest that gave her pause. She was too pragmatic to feel comfortable blindly agreeing to anything he asked of her. Her hesitation grew as he rolled the windows down and got the attention of the passengers in the car next to them.

"Your gonna have to speak up too, cause I'm having trouble hearing with all this music."

It was very tempting to just reach out and turn the radio off, after rolling her window up of course. She was starting to understand how this game was played though, taking the easy way out ruined the game. She really, really needed him to fuck her, badly enough that she could get over her embarrassment of the onlookers seeing or hearing her. Once she realized that she met his eyes and smiled at him.

“I am so desperate for your thick, hard cock. I need to feel it filling me up.”

She continued to move her hand up and down his dick as she tried to fulfill his other request. Her mind kept flashing back to the video he’d held over her head or Eric walking out of the bedroom. If she wanted to keep fucking him she was going to have to start trusting him though. Her resolve was already weak from the feeling of his cock in her hand.

“I will be a good girl and do what I’m told.”

"I am so desperate for your thick, hard cock. I need to feel it filling me up. I will be a good girl and do what I’m told.”

Kane was clearly surprised at Samantha's compliance. If he would of been standing he would of taken a few steps back. In all honesty he didn't expect her to given in. It wasn't that he felt she had given in easy. It had been an uphill back and forth which he was beginning to enjoy. He knew she wanted him, he knew her lust was full of him and knew he was well beneath her skin and inside her blood at this point. Sure it had taken a bit longer to get there than he would of liked but the issue was the woman's stubbornness. It was absolute. Or at least that's how Kane saw it, it was difficult for one as vain as Kane was to believe a woman could resist him for so long. And the breaking of her will was required in order to begin grooming her but Sam was a tough cookie... Which deep down Kane respected. Even relished. It would make his victory all the sweeter as well as more entertaining.

But it seemed he had over estimated Samantha. Part of his disappointment stemmed from that, which felt foolish admittedly. Akin to a child who finally receives what he wants and then finds possession of said desire to be hollow. The other part of it was because he had a delightfully torturous evening planned at the diner.

The couple in the car next to them clearly heard Samantha's plea. The girl blushed and her spouse or boyfriend's eyes were now transfixed on Sam. No doubt dying for a glimpse of the face of such a deliciously desperate cock slut. All he received however was the back of her head as Kane pulled away once the light turned green. The last image he could see was the poor fool's partner hitting him from the seat beside.

The young man was torn. He turned a corner and slowed to a stop in front of a random house's driveway. Sam was working his gigantic erection faster now and he was loosing concentration. He looked at the gorgeous creature in the seat next to his and smiled.

"That's a good girl," he said happily. The words were full of praise and pride and not a single sign of disappointment was left on his face.

He couldn't withhold a reward, not this the first time she had finally given in. Yet he really wanted the evening to go as planned. It would of been a proper lesson for her. However... She seemed to be genuinely improving as far as willingness and respect went.

"Well..." He began, still unaware of exactly what he was decided on "I DID say maybe... Not definitely."

He paused a moment then took her hand off him and struggled to stuff his dick inside its prison. After zipping up he continued with a sigh.

"...but I'm really proud of you tonight and you earned my cock...so we're going back to my place... We'll skip the diner for tonight."

He pulled away from the curb making a u turn and sped back down the opposite way heading back towards his apartment with a smile.

Samantha continued to look at Kane once she’d given in, trying to pretend like the people in the car next to them weren’t there and hadn’t heard her. Finally, the light turned green and she let out a sigh of relief as they pulled away. The audience was one hurdle overcome and now she just had to wait for Kane to follow through with what he’d said. She was still stroking him and some precum was starting to gather at the head of his luscious cock. A part of her wanted to lean down and taste it but her lust hadn’t quite consumed her that much yet. Kane pulled up in front of a house and Samantha started worrying again. If he was going to try another surprise guest she was going to lose it. Just as she was about to let loose a tirade of anger at him he finally said something.

"Well..I DID say maybe... Not definitely."

She held her tongue lashing at bay for the moment waiting for him to continue. She frowned as he took her hand off his cock and spent a moment struggling to get it back inside his pants.

"...but I'm really proud of you tonight and you earned my cock...so we're going back to my place... We'll skip the diner for tonight."

Her worry eased as he pulled away from the house and started heading in the direction of his place. She would have been completely devastated if she would have had to pull another replay of the other night. Hopefully, her walking out the one time had taught him his lesson though.

She was strangely...happy that he was proud of her. And being rewarded with his cock without having to sit through dinner first made her very happy. She was hoping her indiscriminate agreement wouldn’t end up making her regret giving in. She thought about mentioning some ground rules about what she requests she'd actually follow through on but she really didn’t want to ruin the mood, hers or his. She figured he probably wasn’t going to ask for anything too drastic tonight so she should be fine.

She wished he hadn’t put his cock away, his apartment wasn’t that far away but the drive seemed to be taking forever.

“Why’d you want to go to dinner anyway? You don’t seem like the, uh, romantic type,” she said, hoping conversation would make the ride go faster.

"Why’d you want to go to dinner anyway? You don’t seem like the, uh, romantic type."

He laughed.

"Such a HIGH opinion you have of me, I'm flattered," he spoke through a wide smile "but if I wasn't planning on using the surprise for later I might actually tell you. Unfortunately Sam I am so I won't."

The drive wasn't going to be a long one but considering how eager she seemed he took the scenic route to prolong it. He didn't think she knew the area and figured Samantha wouldn't be able to tell.

"Im really very happy with how much of a cock hungry slut your proving to be. I wonder though... If you mean what you say that is."

At another light he turned to face her.

"I'd be really disappointed if you didn't mean it."

"Such a HIGH opinion you have of me, I'm flattered but if I wasn't planning on using the surprise for later I might actually tell you. Unfortunately Sam I am so I won't."

Samantha couldn’t help but smile back at him, enjoying the fact that he didn’t mind her teasing comments. Tim always took everything too seriously, acting as if showed some kind of weakness. It drove her a little nuts that he wasn’t going to tell her whatever surprise he had up his sleeve...she liked to know things right away, not wait in suspense.

"Im really very happy with how much of a cock hungry slut your proving to be. I wonder though... If you mean what you say that is. I'd be really disappointed if you didn't mean it."

“Oh trust me, I really am desperate for your cock.”

She still felt pangs of shame shoot through her at the admission but it was still the truth. She was pretty sure a little shame was totally worth it in the end. She purposely hadn’t mentioned the part about doing as she was told. She couldn’t imagine she wouldn’t be able to abide by that for one night. She looked out the window but couldn’t tell if they were close to his place yet or not.

“Aren’t we almost there yet? I’m pretty sure this is taking forever…”

Her smile made him happy.

It was an unexpected reaction though anything that made Sam happy would ultimately help his task of getting his dick wet, though he realized it was a just an excuse. Having dirt on her is what would ensure her loyalty. He dismissed the swell of a desire for mutual affection and continued driving.

"Oh trust me, I really am desperate for your cock.”

"We both know that's not what I mean Hun." He let the issue drop there. Baby steps he told himself.

While it WAS disappointing that he wouldn't get to torture her in the company of others it was still no small victory that Samantha's desperation was at an all time high. Still he considered it part loss instead of actual gain, if there wasn't some kind of new progress being made. Ironic considering he had no desire for advancement in the workplace. Of course that was merely due to the fact he knew exactly what he wanted to be. And a corporate shill wasn't it.

He wondered what he could do...how he could push her. Baby steps aside.

"Aren’t we almost there yet? I’m pretty sure this is taking forever…”

They were passing a park about two blocks away from his house when the sounds of her hunger for his dick, made his head start spinning. He slowed down and pulled another u turn. Pulling into the park which was nestled in a quiet neighborhood. He found a secluded spot behind some hedges just outside of a baseball diamond and shut the car off.

"Let it never be said that I'm not sensitive to my pet's needs."

She was relieved he had refrained from having a big discussion on how much she meant it when she’d said she would do what he told her to or at what point she would put her foot down. She knew it would come up at some point though...probably more than once.

Kane made another u-turn and Samantha looked at him quizzically as he pulled into a parking lot next to a park. She was pretty sure he meant for them to fool around here though she had no idea why.

"Let it never be said that I'm not sensitive to my pet's needs."

“Okay, well for starters, I’m not your or anyone else’s “pet”,” she said, giving him an annoyed look.

“Also...why did you stop here, we can’t be that far from your apartment. I appreciate your...kind gesture but I think I can wait a few minutes longer.”

She didn’t necessarily want to do anything here, car sex had lost its appeal long ago but the spot was pretty secluded and dark so if he pushed she wouldn’t mind backing down.

"You are most certainly mine Sam dear, but if you don't like the title of pet I can think of something else...I aim to please after all."

Kane smiled, he still enjoyed when he aggravated her. There was something sexy about it, mostly because she was so much older than him and in a perverse way it turned him on when she admonished him. Even if the cat had no claws so speak.

"You can't have it both ways," he began as he exited the vehicle "You didn't want to wait so now you don't have to."

He walked over to the passenger door and opened it, seizing her arm and pulling her out of the car. Kane shut the door still holding a firm grip on Samantha. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, his eyes meeting hers as his crotch pressed hard against her abdomen.

"See... If you act like a desperate fucken whore I'm gonna treat you like one."

He pushed her against the hood and turned her around, effectively bending her over. Kane pressed himself against her, the bulge of his dick pressing against the crack of her ass beneath her panties.

"I'm pleased with what you wore tonight," he said as he regarded her garter and stockings.

"You are most certainly mine Sam dear, but if you don't like the title of pet I can think of something else...I aim to please after all."

She resisted the urge to slap the arrogant smile off his face. She refused to even acknowledge how ridiculous his comment was, it would only encourage him to continue like he had with his insistence on calling her Sam once she’d made it clear she hated that nickname.

"You can't have it both ways. You didn't want to wait so now you don't have to."

He got out of the car and she watched him walk over and open her door. She realized he wasn’t just planning on fucking around in the car as he pulled her roughly from the car. Her body was soon pressed against hers and she could feel his cock pressing against her. He was still nice and hard and she moaned softly.

"See... If you act like a desperate fucken whore I'm gonna treat you like one."

She felt a shock of pleasure low in her body at his words as he turned her around and bent her over the car hood. She pressed her ass back against his crotch, eager to feel him inside her. Her more rational self was yelling at her that it was not a good idea to have sex out in the open at a park. She told herself she would probably be able to see or hear someone coming close and it’s not like Kane wouldn’t be paying attention too. As much as he might enjoy all these kinky things she assumed he didn’t want to get caught by a cop any more than she did.

"I'm pleased with what you wore tonight.”

“Mmm, I’m glad you like it. I thought you might.”

"Mmm, I’m glad you like it. I thought you might.”

Kane slapped her buttocks and raised her skirt, exposing the thong stuck up the crack of her ass. He pulled on it and could already smell the aroma of her... Her cunt wet and he hadn't done hardly anything yet.

"Your such a hot little slut you know that? A better question is does hubby know it? What do you think he's doing right now? Beating off to porn in your bedroom like the pathetic creep he is....while his slut wife is about to get fucked like a whore? D'ya think?"

He slid his index finger along the slit of her pussy and licked her juice off.

"What a waste....well...actually not anymore....right Sam? Cause your gonna get used just like you should from now on....right?"

He shoved two fingers up her ass and asked again, yanking her hair and pulling it for punctuation like he enjoyed to do.

The air was cool now and the night quiet... Any gasps and moans would be terribly loud.

Samantha let out a soft moan when Kane slapped her ass. As much as she didn’t want to get caught she couldn’t help but get turned on by the fact that she was bent over a car with her ass out being teased.

"Your such a hot little slut you know that? A better question is does hubby know it? What do you think he's doing right now? Beating off to porn in your bedroom like the pathetic creep he is....while his slut wife is about to get fucked like a whore? D'ya think?"

He punctuated his words by sliding his finger along her pussy, which was already nice and wet. The more Kane talked about it the more she was starting to enjoy the thought of doing this with him while Tim was totally oblivious.

"What a waste....well...actually not anymore....right Sam? Cause your gonna get used just like you should from now on....right?"

She gasped as he pushed two fingers into her ass and pulled her hair sharply. Anal wasn’t something she did with Tim, or at least not in a very long time. She was turned on and desperate enough that she actually kind of liked it.

“Mmm, yes. I want you to use me, god, so much. Please fuck me, I need your cock so bad.”

"Mmm, yes. I want you to use me, god, so much. Please fuck me, I need your cock so bad.”

"That's a good fucking slut," Kane teased as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his zipper. "Your gonna enjoy all the things I do to you... But some of them are going to be a little scarier at first than others."

A car door slammed in the distance. He wasn't worried, he knew the neighborhood and seriously doubted anyone would call the cops if they were found. Even though he glanced about as he fished out his cock through the fly of his dress pants.

Kane pressed the swollen head of his enormous dick against her. Smearing the pre cum along the soft supple skin of her ass. He pulled the thong aside and parted her cheeks with his hands before affixing himself behind her... Letting the tip of his prick touch her asshole. He decided it was time test her threshold again.

"Now...I'm gonna fuck your ass.... without lube... And your gonna make sure you don't scream or yell out too much. Unless you want to get arrested."

He didn't plan on this, he simply improvised it. Had he had any lube he'd of rather made this easier on Samantha since it was her first time doing anal with him and he doubted she'd ever had someone as big. Despite his reputation it's not like he kept KY in the glove compartment or anything.

He started pushing gently...her ass much much too tight to even let his head in without a lot of help. He figured she was going to find this night hard to forget for the next few days due to pain.

"If you ever want me to fuck you again, your gonna take me right up your ass... Is that clear Samantha?"

He grabbed her ass in both hands and started pulling her against him as he thought of something.

"That's a good fucking slut. Your gonna enjoy all the things I do to you... But some of them are going to be a little scarier at first than others."

A tingle of pleasure ran through her at being called a good slut. The rest of his words, however, made her nervous. She and Kane clearly had different ideas of what crossed the line. She felt his dick rubbing along her bare ass and she automatically pressed her ass back against it. After a few seconds, it became clear he wasn’t planning on fucking her pussy.

"Now...I'm gonna fuck your ass.... without lube... And your gonna make sure you don't scream or yell out too much. Unless you want to get arrested."

“Have you lost your fucking mind?!?”

She was sure he must be kidding, his cock was huge and even with lube, she would’ve been pretty fucking hesitant to let him fuck her ass. As he started pushing the head of his cock into her ass she realized he was actually serious. Being stuck between Kane and the car meant she couldn’t really pull away but she tried anyway.

"If you ever want me to fuck you again, your gonna take me right up your ass... Is that clear Samantha?"

He started pulling her back against him before she could even answer. Her lust turned to anger at his threat to take his dick away if she didn't comply. Part of it was she really didn’t want to give up fucking him, she could accept that she craved sex with him after such a short time. The other part though was that he thought he could treat her like a misbehaving child, threatening to take away her toys if she didn’t listen. She struggled harder against him.

“If you go through with this you’ll never fuck me again. Is that fucking clear, Kane?”

Kane stiffened and his eyes narrowed.

He backed up, dick still in hand as he looked at the still willful woman draped over his car's hood, her ass exposed to the night air waiting him.

"I seriously doubt that,"......he began "in fact I'll bet you'd be more addicted to me than you already are."

He glanced around a bit. He figured he would be fucking her by now and checked to make sure they're voices hadn't garnished anyone's attention. Eric wasn't the only fool with a camera and he preferred his perversions on his own recordings.

Satisfied they were still alone, he turned to stare at her.

"I've been pretty patient with this, I know you aren't very kinky or nothin just by your choice in husband and I realize fucking someone else was a bit much for you the other night. That ASIDE..."

He shoved his cock in her cunt. All the way. Not violently but abruptly. Once he had bottomed out he slowly slid outwards and simultaneously reached around so he could play with her clit.

".... Your the one who's never gonna have this again if you don't do what your told. You fucked up my plans for the diner which would of been really fun you fucked up the other night which would of also been pretty fucken enjoyable...."

He didn't actually intend on fucking her ass... Without lube there was just no way unless he wanted to hurt her more than he cared to. But he didn't want HER to know that. It had occurred to him as he saw her leaning over his ride that this would be her next test. Things were either going to progress organically or through manipulation or so he had hoped since it didn't appear Sam was giving in just yet.

He removed his cock, leaving her cunt a vacuous hole.

"We do this or I'll take you back to little Timmy and you can forget the whole thing. I mean... I might not even send anyone that movie of us, I mean... That's not the worst part anyway, the worst part is not having this," he slid his dick inside her still working her clit ".... Again."

He stopped, entirely.

Taking a step back he left her untouched and spoke.

"Am I fucking your ass, or are we done?"

"I seriously doubt that......in fact I'll bet you'd be more addicted to me than you already are."

He had at least stepped back and she relaxed a little as she rolled her eyes at his statement. As much as she hated his cockiness a part of her found it admirable and attractive.

"I've been pretty patient with this, I know you aren't very kinky or nothin just by your choice in husband and I realize fucking someone else was a bit much for you the other night. That ASIDE..."

The audacity of that statement irritated her to no end but any harsh words were replaced with a loud moan as his cock slammed all the way inside her in one thrust. He started rubbing her clit as he moved his cock and her lust came back full force.

".... Your the one who's never gonna have this again if you don't do what your told. You fucked up my plans for the diner which would of been really fun you fucked up the other night which would of also been pretty fucken enjoyable...."

She couldn’t believe he was playing the guilt card and even worse that she was starting to feel the stirrings of guilt at the list of things she’d ruined. On the one hand he had made certain plans that she had then basically ended before they started. On the other hand he clearly knew she wasn’t kinky so he should’ve known she wasn’t going to be okay with, say, a surprise threesome with a co-worker. He pulled his dick out and she tried to ignore her disappointment.

"We do this or I'll take you back to little Timmy and you can forget the whole thing. I mean... I might not even send anyone that movie of us, I mean... That's not the worst part anyway, the worst part is not having this... Again."

He pushed his cock inside her again as if to make sure she knew exactly what she would be giving up if she refused to go along with this. His veiled threat to send the video of her blowing him triggered her stubbornness but she did her best to push it away. She didn’t want to make a knee-jerk decision just because she was stubborn. Still, what an ass bringing the blackmail up again. If he didn’t have such a great cock she would’ve had a much easier time just blowing him off. He stopped fucking her and took a step back, clearly her time to make a decision had arrived.

"Am I fucking your ass, or are we done?"

She took a few deep breaths in an effort to answer him in an even tone instead of a “you’re an asshole” tone.

“I’m shocked at how quickly you went back to playing the blackmail card, Kane, I thought we were past that,” she said in an only mildly sarcastic tone.

“Since we’re not, it seems you will be fucking my ass and I will get to continue to enjoy your cock.”

"I’m shocked at how quickly you went back to playing the blackmail card, Kane, I thought we were past that, Since we’re not, it seems you will be fucking my ass and I will get to continue to enjoy your cock.”

"I thought so too, I really did, but you started to forget your place in all this... I mean, don't get me wrong..." Kane nonchalantly stepped forward once more. He placed the already oozing and bulbous tip of his cock between her asscheeks, teasingly parting her buttocks and worming himself between them hands free till his bead of precum smashed against her anus. The only lubricant she would be getting. "I can sorta understand why. I mean I'm much younger than you, and I'm just a mailroom goon and on top of all that your kinda one of those bossy bitches."

He pushed down on the thick shaft... Forcing his cock along her backside till it found its actual target. He slipped once more home, once more into her sopping wet cunt, pushing easily past her lips and taking his time to envelope his fat fucking dick with the soft folds of her womanhood.

"But until your simply a good girl, and addicted to this big fucken dick... Until your mine and wouldn't dream of misbehaving cause it would mean you won't get the cock you desperately need so much... I'll just have to rely on that recording Eric's got."

He let it slip he didn't even have it, but it didn't make any difference it's not like it mattered either way. His head was already swimming. The sight of her dress hiked up, revealing her stockings and creamy ass, the feeling of the cool air and his prick sawing Samantha in half again... It was all too much. Her pussy was so nice and tight and soft and warm... There was something else... He was rock fucken hard from finally forcing his will upon her. Every vein of his dick throbbed from it and he wanted nothing more than to cum deep inside her while she knew full well he could do anything he wanted to do to her and there wasn't shit she could do about it.

"See Sam, dearest," he mocked as he started thrusting harder... Driving himself deeper and deeper, not yet completely filling her but getting close "I'd truly fuck your shit up if I just raped your ass right now...I don't roll like that. But the lesson here is if I want it... It's mine, and now you know that. So you can have your reward."

He plowed inside her, his abdomen crashing against her ass, sending the soft flesh rippling. He fucked her hard, as hard as he could against the cars hood which was causing the entire vehicle to rock back and forth some. He hoped his alarm would hold out from all the vibrations. It wasn't overly sensitive but he was really drilling Samantha.

"I'd love to cum in your cunt, I'd love to give you a fucken baby and watch that moron raise it like its his. Wouldn't that be fucked up? Tim's slut wife getting knocked up by some stud and you never telling him?"

He had said dirty shit before but it just kinda slipped out. He already felt comfortable enough with Samantha to say all this junk to her. It surprised him. He had no intention of knocking her up, but Kane thought all kinds of sick shit when he was horny.

He continued to open her up. Continued to thrust his huge manhood inside her tight pussy with vigor. He reached his hand under her once more, bending over a bit so he could work her swollen clit.

"Look where you are Sam... Your getting fucked in some park at night, and your loving every second of it. Tell me I'm wrong."

"I thought so too, I really did, but you started to forget your place in all this... I mean, don't get me wrong...I can sorta understand why. I mean I'm much younger than you, and I'm just a mailroom goon and on top of all that your kinda one of those bossy bitches."

Kane’s words did not help to lessen her irritation, in fact, they actually pissed her off more. To imply she didn’t know her “place” by pointing out their age difference, which was not in her favor. As his cock moved to press against her ass her nervousness won over and she was able to keep any bitchy reply to herself. After a few moments, he began pushing his dick down farther until plunging it into her pussy. She couldn’t help but moan loudly as his cock filled her again, stretching her tight, wet hole.

"But until your simply a good girl, and addicted to this big fucken dick... Until your mine and wouldn't dream of misbehaving cause it would mean you won't get the cock you desperately need so much... I'll just have to rely on that recording Eric's got."

Her pleasure took a backseat to her anger again for a second as she realized that Eric had the video of her blowing Kane. So now not only could Kane fuck up her life so could Eric. The fact that Kane could be so careless with something that could turn her life upside down reminded her why, other than his cock, she couldn’t stand him. As he began pounding into her she pushed the negative thoughts away until a more appropriate time. His cock felt so good pumping into her and even the discomfort of being pressed against the car didn’t seem to matter. She didn’t try to keep from moaning though she did keep it a little quieter than she would have.

"See Sam, dearest, I'd truly fuck your shit up if I just raped your ass right now...I don't roll like that. But the lesson here is if I want it... It's mine, and now you know that. So you can have your reward."

She couldn’t help but grit her teeth as he rubbed in the hold he had over her. She knew that if his cock hadn’t been buried balls deep inside her right now they would’ve had words. The fact that he was fucking her hard and deep made it hard to think about anything except how good he felt inside her though.

"I'd love to cum in your cunt, I'd love to give you a fucken baby and watch that moron raise it like its his. Wouldn't that be fucked up? Tim's slut wife getting knocked up by some stud and you never telling him?"

Samantha had mixed feelings about that. A part of her found the thought abhorrent and cruel but another part, one that she hadn’t known was there, found the idea...interesting. She knew that as horrible as she might think it was that she would be thinking about it later. Kane began to play with her clit and she knew he would make her cum soon.

"Look where you are Sam... Your getting fucked in some park at night, and your loving every second of it. Tell me I'm wrong."

She was slowly having less and less of a problem with things that most people would consider depraved. Getting fucked really good while doing the depraved things was a helpful incentive.

“Mmm, I do love it. It makes me so wet thinking how dirty it is. I want you to make me cum all over your big, thick cock like a nasty slut.”

"Mmm, I do love it. It makes me so wet thinking how dirty it is. I want you to make me cum all over your big, thick cock like a nasty slut.”

"Mmmm THAT'S my good slut," Kane encouraged happily "That's the cock hungry whore I wanna hear more of. Doesn't my dick feel good? Isn't this the best fucken shit you've ever had splitting you open? It's much better than lame boring sex with hubby... and if your a good girl this will be just the beginning."

He slammed himself as deep inside her as he could, pushing against her cervix again as he bottomed out and held himself there pressing into it, while he furiously made circles on her clit with two of his fingers. He rubbed her pussy juice from inside her cunt over her swollen button to wet it and the slick clicking sound filled the air with the sounds of her body rocking the car back and forth as he thrusted in futile attempt to push past her deepest gate.

"Do you want my cum? You do don't you? You love having another man...me... Cum inside you, brand you from the inside out with all my thick nasty delicious cum. You go home and shower but I'm sure not before you shove your fucken filthy fingers inside you searching for some of it...isn't that right my sweet Samantha?"

He spoke to her trying to push her over that emotional edge, trying to spark her orgasm so he could finish...he was close but was holding on. Suddenly he himself passed the corner and he knew he was already about to explode deep deep inside her. The kinkiness of fucking her outside and his domination of her this night, despite resorting to blackmail for the win, was driving him to new sexual heights. He pinched her clit before seizing both her hands to use as reins and yanked her shoulders towards him to start fucking her hard again. The obscene slapping and squishing echoing into the night from their sloppy coupling.

"Take that big dick you fucking slut... Think about how you got into this situation in the first place... Think about how I own you now and take all my fucken cock you dirty fucken skank."

He fucked her faster and his cock felt electric, he started cumming inside Samantha and stopped, still playing with her clit but holding his dick far within her. The pulsing rod and swollen head shooting large amounts of his seed deep deep inside the married woman. He yelled her name and tugged hard on her arms as he involuntarily spewed his final spurts of ejaculate and shook.

"Mmmm THAT'S my good slut. That's the cock hungry whore I wanna hear more of. Doesn't my dick feel good? Isn't this the best fucken shit you've ever had splitting you open? It's much better than lame boring sex with hubby... and if your a good girl this will be just the beginning."


She couldn’t disagree with any of his statement, it really was the best sex she had ever had. She was still confident that if necessary she could give it up. She might not be able to just be satisfied with Tim but she could at least sleep with someone else who wasn’t blackmailing her. She was really hoping it didn’t come to that though, she would hate to have to give up sex with Kane.

She was past worrying about someone hearing or seeing them, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. As his fingers moved faster on her clit he started pounding his dick into her even harder. She could feel him hitting her cervix mixing her pleasure with shocks of pain. She had never thought pain was her thing but then again she’d never actually experimented with it. She still didn’t think it was necessarily her thing but a little bit of it seemed to increase her pleasure.

"Do you want my cum? You do don't you? You love having another man...me... Cum inside you, brand you from the inside out with all my thick nasty delicious cum. You go home and shower but I'm sure not before you shove your fucken filthy fingers inside you searching for some of it...isn't that right my sweet Samantha?"

His words made her almost pant with desire, which was probably the point.

“Fuck, I want your cum so bad. I can’t wait for you to fill me up with all your hot cum. Fuck me just like that, I’m going to cum for you soon.”

He continued plunging his hard cock deep inside her and she could feel her orgasm getting closer. She felt him start to cum a few moments later and she moaned loudly as she savored the feeling of him filling her with it. He gave her clit a hard pinch and that pushed her over the edge. Her nails dug into her palms as she came, her body shaking in pleasure.

"Take that big dick you fucking slut... Think about how you got into this situation in the first place... Think about how I own you now and take all my fucken cock you dirty fucken skank."

It took her a minute to recover and catch her breath. Once she had she felt some of her apprehension about being so out in the open return and she looked around hoping no one was standing around watching.

“That was...really good. Are we going to your place now?”

Kane felt Samantha around his throbbing cock, squeezing with her own rhythm as she rocked through her own orgasm. The walls of her cunt gripping him like a palm and forcing the last drops of cum out intensely as she cried out. It was amazing, cumming nearly together there atop and against his car. He loved every second of it and while his post-coitus rush of reason and sense was evident he still wanted to fuck her more. He had never felt that way before... He came inside her... And now he was done... Yet... He wasn't. He didn't want her to go home yet. He liked her smell, the feel of her... And he adored how he had bent an older woman to his will.

As he slid his still hard root out of her pussy, he could feel the juices already cooling in the night air. A long thick strand of cum still connecting his glistening head to her.

He wrung the juice from his cock and cleaned his hand off on the back of her dress. He shook the remnants of it off his now softening erection and against her ass before beginning to stuff his huge dick in his pants and zip up.

"That was...really good. Are we going to your place now?”

"I thought you were in a rush?," he grimaced at the obvious eager expectation his question held. "I mean... Don't you have to get your ass home before Tim is lost without you?"

He HAD planned a long dinner and an even longer evening at his place but he assumed now that he had cum she figured her role in tonight's events over. The circumventing of his "festivities" had caused Kane to think on his feet but the thought of more seemed to make sense, it was still early.

He began weaving a fantasy for later. She was after all his toy for all intents and purposes. He wondered if he could figure a way for her to stay the night.

"I thought you were in a rush? I mean... Don't you have to get your ass home before Tim is lost without you?"

She realized he had expected her to go home now and now she must look like some clingy, pathetic slut. Kane already had too much power in this relationship, the last thing she wanted was for it to seem like she’d stopped resisting and embraced her role as his...plaything.

Having to wait all week for this had made her expectations fairly high and she was actually disappointed that they were done so quickly but she would never admit that to him.

The thought of going back home already did not make her happy but she forced herself to act like it was exactly what she wanted.

“I would like this to be over as soon as possible. You were the one who had all these plans so I assumed you were going to force me to spend another hour or two with you but by all means, take me back to my car and I’ll go home,” she said with a glare as she tried to use a tissue from her purse to clean off the cum he’d wiped on the back of her dress.

She finally gave up on wiping at the wet spot, there was no way she was going to get that off with a tissue. She figured she could do a better job in the bathroom at work before she went home.

“You’re such an asshole,” she said as she opened the passenger door and got in.

If he didn't know any better, Kane could swear Samantha was upset about something. I mean, that went without saying, he was blackmailing her into fucking him, though he was certain she absolutely loved it at this point, but the fact remained she seemed actually pissed about more than just the situation.

It was entirely possible he offended her again and was simply making this into more than it was, he thought as he walked to the drivers side and hoped in. He was dressed and checking his hair in the rear view when he glanced over at her. He had noticed her trying to get a stain out of her dress a moment ago... It was probably his cum. He felt a bit guilty, maybe the dress was special...perhaps she thought it would lead to her getting caught once she was home.

A more important question was why the fuck was concerned at all. Her bullshit problems didn't concern him so long as she was still free to open wide. She got exactly what she came here for and tonight in bed she'd cum again no doubt thinking of it. It was ridiculous to think of anything else.

He looked at her as he placed the key in the ignition. He still felt like he should say something.

"Was...was the dress special or something? I mean that'll come right out yknow?"

He turned the key and his little shit box roared to life.

He thought for a moment as he started down the street and made a u turn at the first available light.

"I don't get it....you acted like you had more time a minute ago, now your dying to get home...what the fuck? Why are you cheating me out of time? I mean it's not like I don't make it worth your while."

He was getting aggravated. Sure they argued before but that was playful... Least for him it was since he adored pissing her off. This was different, it was like... Like an actual argument and he didn't like it.

He slammed on the breaks and the car came to a screeching halt between an empty intersection and a derelict church.

He was watching the road but waiting an answer.

Kane ignored her snippy comment which seemed to irritate her even more. She knew if she traced the source of her anger it would be because Kane was ready to send her home. She did not want to admit that to herself though because it would lead her to even more horrifying realizations...like the fact that despite all the shit he’d pulled she still looked forward to and wanted more time with him.

She stared intently at her fingernails and tried to go over what she had to do this weekend. Kane got in the car and she forced herself not to look over at him even as the silenced filled the car.

"Was...was the dress special or something? I mean that'll come right out yknow?"

“No, it wasn’t like special, really. I know the cum will wash out, that’s not the point. What if Tim notices it when I get home,” she said in an exasperated tone.

She realized it was a pretty weak point...it wasn’t as if she couldn’t wash the spot off before she went home or that she couldn’t explain the stain away as any number of things if Tim even bothered to notice. It was better than telling him she was just irritated at the night ending earlier than she’d hoped.

He started the car and she leaned back into the seat trying not to pout as he started driving. At the next light, he made a u-turn and she looked over at him quizzically.

"I don't get it....you acted like you had more time a minute ago, now your dying to get home...what the fuck? Why are you cheating me out of time? I mean it's not like I don't make it worth your while."

His little outburst surprised her, mostly because he actually sounded pissed off. When he slammed on his brakes in the middle of the street she was pretty positive he was pissed off. She got a little bit of pleasure at the thought that for once he was pissed off too instead of just getting to enjoy the anger he caused her. She realized he wasn’t going to start driving again until she responded.

“Worth my while?!? So all this sex you’re giving me makes up for blackmailing me and threatening to blow up my life? The sex is really good, don’t get me wrong but it’s sure as hell not good enough to throw away everything I worked for. I get this is just some game to entertain you but it’s like you don’t even care that you could fuck up my life...my husband and kid’s lives. It might be a really pathetic life to you but I like it for the most part. And you just entrust the evidence that could ruin it with that idiot you work with, seriously?!?”

She hadn’t actually planned on saying all of that but it was like once she got started it just came out. She couldn’t take it back now and it wasn’t as if any of it was untrue so she pushed her embarrassment aside and waited for Kane’s inevitable mocking response.

"No, it wasn’t like special, really. I know the cum will wash out, that’s not the point. What if Tim notices it when I get home."

Soooooo it wasn't the stain...not really, but she was upset by it. He didn't really consider what would happen to her if she ever got caught... In all honestly he didn't care... That is... He didn't THINK he cared, but as she spoke he found he was wrong. In fact he really didn't want to fuck her life up. He just wanted to have a good time, what was so wrong about that? He thought about it and realized with all the maturity he could muster that it was at her expense. Normally he fucked some slut or got some bitch addicted to him and had some laughs then moved on, he'd fucked married women before but he never had them risk as much as Samantha was risking. Kane scratched his figurative head in puzzlement as she suddenly turned and blasted him, popping his fugue state and clearing the air.

"Worth my while?!? So all this sex you’re giving me makes up for blackmailing me and threatening to blow up my life? The sex is really good, don’t get me wrong but it’s sure as hell not good enough to throw away everything I worked for. I get this is just some game to entertain you but it’s like you don’t even care that you could fuck up my life...my husband and kid’s lives. It might be a really pathetic life to you but I like it for the most part. And you just entrust the evidence that could ruin it with that idiot you work with, seriously?!?”

He sat there silent for a moment. The headlights from a car behind him forced him to actually pull over closer to the curb and park it.

Still he was silent.

He wasn't expecting the fun to end yet but she had finally called his bluff... Not literally mind you but she put some light on the fact that he was coercing her to have sex, and for reasons he couldn't explain to himself, he couldn't have her thinking he was such a big tool he'd actually ruin her life. Once she knew this... He'd have no power...hence the bluff. So what now? He could feign indifference and see how she choses to play this... But that may end it all anyway. He could always go back to scouting the other milfs in accounting, HR and every other department back at work... But it was the dampest thing.

He wanted Sam.

"Fine...fuck it. Your never gonna let this go....so...." He started the car after what seemed like forever and continued to drive, only this time towards Eric's house. His folks would probably be asleep so Kane pulled his cell out and started texting his buddy to get up and find the recording for him, he needed it ASA fucking P. He hit send. "You must REALLY think I'm an asshole. I mean, you GOTTA know I was never gonna actually use that against you. I mean ok that was the whole point but for reals... Do you think I'd ruin your marriage and your career because you didn't wanna fuck me."

He was driving a bit fast now and blew right through a stop sign. He realized it was an absurd statement, of course she believed him she was supposed to, otherwise this would never of worked. He was beginning to confuse himself. He only hoped he confused her as well and that that would take the focus off the fact that he didn't want this to end.

In truth it was the threat that was important. The recording was the point, it was his leverage but if she chose to be faithful, truly faithful, Kane didn't think he would of ever showed Sam's husband or boss. Maybe he would have but he didn't think so. At this point he wouldn't, for whatever that was worth. It was more an excuse for her to give in to what she wanted anyway... Least that's how he justified it to himself.

"Your funny you know that? You could of told me to fuck off right off he bat...way before I had any recording of us... You could of let it go, not done anything in the car and more than likely gotten off with just a very bad argument with Tim. IF I even lied to him about the bathroom like I said I was going to. But no... you chose to give me a handjob...and then a blowjob and then you fucked me... go ahead and tell yourself it was all me. But think about this... You made it very easy for me."

They arrived at the small mansion from the other day and Kane almost beeped the horn he was so upset but he stopped himself. A few moments later the side entrance gate creeped open and Eric slunk up to the car. He glanced at Sam and said nothing tossing a small flash drive onto her lap through the rolled down window.

Then he nodded to Kane with a very worried expression and was gone as quick as he appeared.