A Walk in the Dark

Othello City the sign had once read when the paint was fresh long ago.

It was a city with great hopes when created. A community that would grow and become a model for all others, a leader in industry and humanity.

It started right enough. Set beside a river it had access to the sea, the railroad was easily coaxed into placing it's iron tracks as well, elctricity and running water was brought into the borders even at the turn of the century.

It grew. And Grew. And GREW.

And somewhere in all the growth the ideals were lost, greed replaced compassion, sin replaced sympathy.

Now in present day the letters had faded along with the hopes, and some resident in ironic humor had lifted a hand to alter the sign to a more fitting description.

Hell City

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It's in this modern day setting our story plays itself out. In the midst of all the modern conveniences and the "great" knowledge humanity had aquired.

***

Richard "The Boss" Shanus looked at his ledger for the third time and smiled.

The smile if anything was far from one of pleasure, more like an anticpation of something evil, and yet it filled his face and eyes.

It remained on his face even as he lifted the phone off of it's cradle and punched in a number, waiting patiently for it to ring on the other end.

"Brown? I just looked over my accounts and see that there TWO severely PAST DUE. I want you over to my offices so we can discuss them before paying a social call."

He didn't wait for a reply. Instead he dropped the phone back in it's cradle and lifted the paperwork that went along with each account.

Inside the folders the dollar amounts and date of the "loan" was dutifully noted.

As was the address of each "borrower" and a current picture and description.

Shanus was deliberate and meticoulus in that department, the information carefuly recorded as was the choice of each person that received a "loan"

A loan he knew they'd never be able to repay.

At 40 percent interest cmpounded daily they never had a chance and add to that it was ALWAYS due in FULL at the end of 90 days?

Shanus laughed and lifted out the first picture, laying it on the desktop and admiring the features of the woman who owed his so much money.

He could hardly wait for his man to arrive. It was ALWAYS a pleasure doing business with his clients.

John Brown

John Brown was resting when the phone rang he lifted the receiver but before he could speak he heard.

"Brown? I just looked over my accounts and see that there TWO severely PAST DUE. I want you over to my offices so we can discuss them before paying a social call."

He didn’t need telling who was speaking and didn’t get a chance to respond as the phone went down at the other end. It wasn’t like The Boss to let two accounts go overdue, John knew that there must be something special about them if they’d gone overdue.

John changed from his casual wear and dressed in his business suit, if The Boss was going to pay a visit to these debtors he needed to look the part. He drove over to the companies office and parked in the lot reserved for him.

John knocked on the door and walked into the office.

“Sounds important boss,” John said as he entered.

"Kammie White & Linda Howard"

Shanus didn't waste time in thanking John Brown for arriving so quickly, he never would thank the man for doing his job efficiently or without complaint, it was after business wasn't it?

"Both owe me a sum over one hundred thousand, plus interest of course and neither have paid a dime, I want you to go the residence of Kammie White first and do an assessment of her assets and notify her I expect to see her in my office first thing tommorow.

He handed the paperwork and picture to John, letting him read the file and knowing he was memorizing it as quickly as he read it.

"Here's a notarized copy of the loan with her signature on it. All proper and legal, of course. I'll give the second woman a phone call and verify her business still exists while you attend to Miss White"

The file hit the desktop and Shanus reached for the phone, no need to look up and see if John Brown was gone.

He was.

John Brown was an excellent employee, that's why Shanus had hired him and kept him for so long. he never questioned "the Boss" and took a personal interest in taking care of business.

An interest that interest made it very profitable for both of them.

John Brown visits Kammie White

John took the file and read the address as he left the office, he sat in his car for a few minutes while he made sure that he had everything that he needed. He had the copy of the loan showing that she owed over 100,000 plus interest, that was a lot of money for a young lady to find.

He had his camera so he could photograph her assets, from the look of her in the portrait he had he was going to enjoy getting her to pay up. He didn’t think he’d have any trouble persuading her that she needed to be in the business office first thing the following morning.

It didn’t take him too long to drive across town to the address that they’d been given, what surprised him was the area wasn’t the usual type that went to Shanus for a loan. The area was quite well to do, he knew the apartments weren’t small and the rent would have been enough to pay off Shanus, but that wasn’t his problem he was here to collect.

He parked his car on the street and walked over to the entrance to the apartments, knowing if he rang the bell he wouldn’t get into the building he waited until somebody came out and pretended that he was just going to put in the entrance code.

“Thank you,” he said to the guy who held the door for him.

He was now inside the building and it didn’t take him long to find Kammie White’s apartment.

He rang the bell and waited, he could hear the sound of music inside so he knew she was in.

Shanus opened the second file and slid his finger down the application until he found the name and number he needed.

"Linda's Boutique, how UN-unique" He chuckled and dialed.

One the second ring a sultry voice picked up and assured him it was indeed "The Boutique" and open every day until 6pm, Sundays excluded.

"I'd like to make an appointment with you for Thursday Night, perhaps SIX-thirty?"

Again the voice was sultry yet professionally stern as she reminded him it was "SIX, not SIX-thirty"

And that was when he lied, smoothly telling her there was a "HUGE" wedding party and he needed her to cater a party that would total in the "tens of thousands". He even dropped a few names alluding it was an actor and actress that had been linked several times in the tabloids. She was hooked, or at least greedy enough that she agreed to meet at the later hour, and the date was set.

Shanus congratulated himself on a hard days work. Either himself or John would be able to make the date and then the fun would begin, from her picture "Linda" was well shaped and would a handfull behind closed doors.

With that thought still in his mind the door opened and a womans voice called out.

And at his reply he heard a set of high heeled shoes clicking across the floor towards him.

"Pardon me is this Shanus Loan & Mortgage Service?"

The voice was sweet and pleasant, but as Shanus looked up he quickly discovered the owner looked even tastier.

"Shit," Kammie growled as she heard the doorbell.

She had been trying to choose an outfit to wear that night and just as she found one some asshole had rung the bell. She cquickly fastened the other stileto. Turning down the music as she swiftly walked to the door just a little unsteady on her new shoes. As she was about to open the door she caught a look at her self in the mirror in the hall.

"Cant answer the door like this she mumbled.

Although she had yet to put the dress on she had been getting ready for some time slipping on some stockings and a black sheer silk thong and bra. she could'nt help admiring herself in the mirror fo a moment until the doorbell brought her back to her senses.

"Just coming," She yelled grabbing her robe from the bathroom slipping it on as she answered the door.

"Hi, how can I help you."

John & Kammie

As the door opened John was greeted by a black haired blue eyed young lady, the rest of her body was covered by a bath robe that it appeared she had only just put on. There must have been a draught from the door opening because the robe suddenly opened leaving him speechless for a few moments. The sheer black underwear left nothing to his imagination, leaving him wondering if he’d manage to get it off her before he left.

“Hello Miss White, It is Kammie White isn’t it?” John asked and saw her nod her head in agreement. “I’m John Brown from Shanus Loan & Mortgage Service. According to our records you took out a loan with us, but haven’t made any repayments,” John told her. “Do you mind if I come in, I need to check your assets to see what we can do to help you,” he added with a smile.

What he didn’t say was that he’d seen all the assets that he needed to see when her robe had opened all he wanted now was to get his hands on them. He was sure they could fit her into net so that they could get some return from the use of her body, she had the look and grace of a dancer so she’d probably fit in at the strip club as a pole or lap dancer.

Kammie had moved to one side to allow him to enter and as he passed her she closed the door behind him, John turned and took hold of the robe gently removing it from her.

“You don’t really need this robe on do you Kammie? You don’t mind if I call you Kammie do you? Would you like to show me around?” he asked questions in quick fire preventing her from answering properly.

“Now where should we start?” he asked enjoying the sight of the near naked client in front of him.

"Pardon me is this Shanus Loan & Mortgage Service?"

Monique Bardot asked with hesitation as she entered the offices of the Shanus Loan & Mortgage Service. She spotted a tall, dark and handsome man at his desk, seemingly lost in thought. She was glad he wasn't a stuffy old banker, it would make asking for a loan that much easier. In fact, he had a ready smile and his neat, white suit gave the impression of a man about town.

"Yes this is the place," Richard Shanus said. "How can I help you?"

"Well, my name is Monique Bardot and I'm in need of a loan really quick or I'll be in a lot of trouble because my husband's restaurant will go bankrupt and I'm the bookkeeper and it'll be my fault that we'll be ruined and I don't know how I'll ever live it down if I ever will because Mr. Shanus I'm depsterate."

Monique in her nervousness had blurted out the whole scenario without ever taking a breath. Shanus told her to slow down as there was no hurry.

"I'm sorry," Monique said. "It's just that I'm so worried. I'm afraid I gambled away the profits from my husband's business and I don't know how I'll ever get it back.

"I thought if I could borrow the money I'd find a way to repay it later," Monique said. "I'm not totally without skills, you know. I'm certain, little by little, I could get myself out of this trouble."

Shanus just sat and listened while Monique told her story. And he watched her. Monique was a hidden beauty with fiery red hair pulled back from her face. Her skin was very pale, almost porcelain in its whiteness. Through her silk blouse he could see the hint of her bra which encased what looked like average-sized breasts. Her black, pencil skirt was not too short, not too long and it allowed an ample view of her long legs. Her high heels were delicate and encased her feet beautifully. Monique's chest heaved in her discomfort. She was clearly on edge.

"I don't mean to rattle on so, Mr. Shanus," Monique said. "But I simply must find someone who will loan me the money I need.

"Can you help me?"

It wasn't very often that a good looking, desperate woman came to his office, Shanus reflected, *Good Looking on occasion, but the desperate part usually came later, AFTER they lost the money he loaned them*

"Have a seat Mrs. Bardot, I can see you need help but there are rules and regulations to attend to first I'm afraid."

At least his opening was honest enough, he'd rather rip her clothes off and flip her over the desk then waste time with paperwork at this moment.

"If you don't mind I'll help you fill out the application, it goes quicker that way and then we can see what I can do for you, and you for me."

He flashed his white teeth, the million dollar smile, and let the warmth spread to his eyes as she slid into the single chair and gave him a GOOD look all the way up her long, long legs.

"Full name...date of birth...residence...own or rent...assets...name of business...dollar amount needed...expected rate of repayment..."

With each question he took another look at his guest, his mind all business as he mentally noted she didn't come with her husband and the nature of her losing the profits adding up to a HUGE amount of desperation.

"OK, let me sum this all up. The restaurant you and your husband own is on the verge of bankruptcy making it almost useless as collateral, the profit it does generate is a tidy sum but after payroll, expenses and taxes leaves a small cash flow. And the amount you need is nearly five.....hundred....thousand..."

If Shanus wore glasses he would have taken them off at that point, as if to better focus on the woman and her HUGE problem. But he didn't. So he laid the pen down and smiled softly, this time his eyes staying cold and assessing.

"I'm assuming you've been to the usual channels. That the banks on Main Street have refused your requests due to your small amount of collateral and even smaller ability to repay, correct?"

"You're correct on both statements Mr. Shanus, does that mean you're turning me down as well?"

Give the leggy woman her due, she kept her face pleasant even as she suspected she was about to be turned down, and her voice only quivered the tiniest bit.

"No Mrs. Bardot it doesn't, it only means I need to make a clear assessment of your situation before I can make my offer and the terms of it. Unlike the "banks" I can look at the value of "other" hidden assets, and if we come to terms...use those as collateral. All agreements are kept VERY discreet of course the less people in a deal like this the better, don't you agree?"

She nodded and he smiled, he could see by her eyes she knew *something* was coming and yet he knew now just how desperate she was.

"You've crippled your husbands business Mrs. Bardot. It needs a cash influx of over 250 thousand JUST to meet its current obligations. After that IF you keep your hands out of the cookie jar it MIGHT make it, but then it would fold trying to pay off the huge loan. The only other asset I see you could possibly offer as collateral is yourself...IF you're willing enough AND you pass the standard probationary testing. I'll LOAN you the 250, INTEREST FREE, but in return you'll be working for ME for a period of no less than one year, all the while your business is paying off the loan. Fail to meet my terms and you forfeit the title to the business...and yourself, agreed?"

"um yeah, you can call me Kammie" Kammie stuttered instinctively reaching for her robe, her cheeks turning red as it was moved out of her reach. She was surprised by her reaction. normally she was never shy about her body she supposed it was because this out fit was something only a select few were ever supposed to see.

"Okay lets go to the loving room," she said quickly turning away, figuring it was better to get this over with as soon as possible.She smiled to her self as she led him to the living room a thought suddenly coming to her, maybe this was'nt so bad if I show a little skin maybe he will help me extend the deadline .

as she walked through the door she exaggerated the sway of her hips, pleased as she felt his eyes on her."so in here with have the tv, dvd player and my stereo," Smiling at him as she pointed at the expensive equipment. "Are they any good Mr brown."

John & Kammie

John followed her through the door to the living room, watching the exaggerated sway of her hips and feeling his manhood getting more interested by the minute.

Kammie said:

"so in here with have the tv, dvd player and my stereo," Smiling at him as she pointed at the expensive equipment. "Are they any good Mr brown.”

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“Why don’t you stand by them,” John suggested and as she moved to comply he took out his camera and prepared to take some photographs. “You do want me to help you, don’t you?” John asked as she saw the camera and started to object. She stopped her objections and posed by each item as he took photographs, she might as well have not been wearing her underwear as the sheer fabric showed everything with the flash.

“Let’s sit down and talk about your situation,” John suggested after he’d taken enough photographs. He sat on the settee and patted the seat beside him indicating that she should sit next to him. Taking out the documents he looked at them and shook his head looking worried and seeing Kammie start looking worried as well.

“You borrowed 100 thousand to repair your fathers car, I assume that he won’t help you out of the debt otherwise you wouldn’t have had to borrow the money. You’ve failed to make two payments and a third is due, so with the interest on the loan and the failed payments you now owe 150 thousand, you can look at the figures if you want, but it’s all legal. So you have to find 75 thousand by next week and you offer me a few pieces of electronic equipment expecting that to help,” John explained the situation to Kammie seeing her looking really worried he decided that now was the time to suggest how she could help herself.

“From what you’ve shown me the assets you have in the apartment aren’t going to help you get out of the debt. But we like to help our clients as much as we can. The only asset that is any good to us is yourself, I do mean your body, and you’ve got the looks and the figure to be a big asset to us. Now if you agree the loan will be paid off in two years, but during the two years you work for us doing whatever we decide,” John laid down the conditions for Kammie to get herself out of debt. “The debt will still be there until the end of the two years so if at any time you don’t please us we’ll still be able to call in the debt. Now it’s up to you, but remember if you agree I’ll be sampling the goods before I leave,” John told her watching her face and feeling sure that as she had no other outlet she was going to agree.

Monique accepts the offer

"I can't believe it! I KNEW it was the right idea to come in here for a loan!" Monique thought to herself after hearing Mr. Shanus make his proposal. "And, he wants to give me a job!

Monique was overjoyed, but she worked hard to hide her elation as Shanus laid out the terms of the transaction. She was, in fact, incredulous at her good fortune. Shanus had only mentioned a year as the term of her new employment but she knew she would do a good job for him and hoped to lengthen the terms of her service. After all, he all but said he wanted her to be his assistant and she vowed to herself she would be the best assistant ever. The only hurdle was to pass the standard probationary test and, frankly, how hard could that be, she thought.

It's too bad that, in her naivete, she completely missed the true intent of Shanus' offer.

"I don't know what to say, Mr. Shanus," Monique said, blushing innocently. "I feel very lucky that you have made me such an enticing offer without even really knowing me. But I promise you I will work very hard at being your assistant. After all, in addition to my bookkeeping skills, I have many other talents."

Monique watched Shanus expectantly, but he just sat there behind his desk with a kind of startled look on his face. Soon, however, he broke out into a wide grin and suddenly began to laugh out loud. Now it was Monique's turn to be startled but Shanus' laugh was infectious and she, too, burst into laughter.

"Monique, you are priceless," Shanus said, smiling brightly at the red-haired innocent who sat before him.

After the light moment, Monique assessed her situation. She felt like the luckiest woman in Hell City. She now had a good paying job, she'd have the money she needed to repay her gambling debts and she would save her husband's business. Plus, she would be the personal assistant to a successful businessman who clearly was interested in helping her out of a serious jam. God knows it was hard enough to live among the sin and deparavity of this hellhole of a town. How fortunate she was to have found one of the good guys.

"So, do you accept my proposal, Monique?" Shanus asked, bringing out a contract and laying it on the desk. "If you do, please read this and then sign here."

Monique hesitated only briefly.

"There's really no reason for me to read the contract, Mr. Shanus. I trust you," said Monique, although she really had no reason to trust her new boss. "I'll sign gladly."

"Wonderful," Shanus said, again grinning widely at his new "assistant." "I think I'm going to enjoy having you around."

Without further adieu, Monique signed.

"That settles it then," she said. "As I said before, Mr. Shanus. I want to be the best assistant you have ever had. With my accounting skills and the other talents I have gained through experience, I think you'll find me to be extremely valuable to your organization. Use me as you think best."

Kammie couldnt believe what she was hearing, but she couldnt see what choice she had. She couldnt pay off the debt on her own and the only person who could help her was her father and yet he was the one person she could never find out.

Her father was a surprisingly trusting and affectionate man but when he felt betrayed he wolud grow cold and cut that person out of his life. kammie as his daughter had always had a little leway but she had no doubt he wouldnt hesatate to cut her out of his life.

She looked around her apartment fidgeting as she thought, there was'nt a thing in here that was'nt bought with her fathers money. She sighed looking at john brown the arrogant smile on his face telling her he already knew her decision.

"okay I agree I will do what you want."

John & Kammie

"okay I agree I will do what you want." Kammie told John.

He smiled at her words and licked his lips in anticipation of the enjoyment he was going to have with her shortly. Now she’d submitted she needed to sign a new contract, opening his case once more he took out the contract and the camera.

“Here is the new contract that you’ve just agreed to with the company, the company is Richard Shanus and myself. What it says is that in return for not calling in your debt, you agree that we can use your body and figure any way we choose for the next two years. It also says that any failure on your part not to fully live up to the agreement, then the debt will immediately become due in full along with accrued interest that would have been due at that time,” John explained. “Now you can read it fully if you wish and delay the inevitable or you can just sign it. It makes no difference to me,” he added passing two copies of the contract and a pen over to her. “Sign them both one is your copy,” he said as an after thought.

John waited while she quickly read the contract and then signed them both, giving them back to him. He smiled as he looked to make sure that she’d signed them both properly, the smile got wider when he saw that she had. He put one copy into his case and gave the other back to her. Now that was over it was time to initiate her into the company properly, although he knew that she expected him to have sex with her before he left he was going to lengthen the tension for her.

“Now Kammie, I’m going to take photographs of you as you slowly do a strip tease for me to get you out of those thin bits of underwear you’ve got on,” John told her picking up the camera. “Oh! I want you to look happy while you’re doing it,” he added smiling, she’d be as nervous as a kitten knowing what was coming next.

“Have you done modelling before?” John asked as Kammie managed to look happily at the camera as she removed her suspender belt. “I’m sure we can find photographers who’d like to use you,” John added thinking more about porn movies than anything else.

“You’ve got lovely long legs, have you done any dancing?” he asked as she rolled her stockings down her legs. He could see that his questions and her answers were starting to make her relax, she might even be enjoying it he thought.

She now had to start removing her bra, and John could see she was fighting her own reluctance, but eventually her well formed breasts were free of the slight restraint of her bra. The fact that her nipples were standing out was enough to tell John that she was excited. He had he cup her tits and massage her nipples while he took more photographs, she was only left now with the thin panty thong. She appeared to be getting into it now as she did a real tease as she removed the thong from her body, eventually letting it drop to the floor so she could step out of them.

“I think we should go to the bedroom now,” John told her. “You can strip me once we’re there, then I’ll lie on the bed while you suck my cock, then you can get across me and feed my cock into your pussy, after you've riden my cock for a while we'll roll over so I'm on top, then I'll keep going until I shoot my load into you,” John instructed. He wasn’t surprised at the look of dismay that passed across Kammie’s face as she led him to the bedroom.

"Use me as you think best."

Shanus rose and took his copy of the agreement, placing it in a wall safe and firmly locking it before turning to step behind Monique and place his hands on her shoulders.

"Use you I shall Monique. You've got some great "assets" and I think some hidden potential that you aren't even aware of yet."

He let his hands warm her then began to stroke her neck and cheek as he continued, a sure test of how much she would allow to happen and at what pace.

"I'm looking forward to working closely with you, helping you show those hidden skills to all of us, and developing them to thier greatest potentials."

Was that a sigh? Or was it a gasp as he dropped his left hand to the swell of her breast and let a finger wander under the neckline of her silk blouse.

"I'm counting on you to keep an open mind and give me your best effort with each task I present to you, my businesses are not as noble as your restaurant venture but rest assured I run them strictly and expect each to reward me financially."

Monique shuddered, Shanus was sure he heard her moan as well and yet she had yet to offer a protest verbally or physically and he had an inspiration as to the relationship she shared with her husband.

"You impressed me Mrs. Bardot, with your courage to come her and the way you approached me, even though it was difficult you presented your case quite well. It's funny your husband doesn't keep such a well shaped woman like you under lock and key at home. Perhaps he spends too much time at work to give you that full attention you deserve?"

And with the question he slid his hand under the blouse to carrress the fullness of her breast, his touch discovering the skin of her breast was just as smooth and pleasant to touch as her blouse was.

"Be honest with me Monique, would you like more attentiom then you're geeting?"

Jensan

~ It seemed alot of people thought, when hearing only her name, that she was a man.. Jensan equals man, male. They could not be more wrong. True, her father had wanted a son. He was a big shot lawyer, that had wanted a strong son to take over his practice. Disappointment was evident on his face the day that Jensan was born. She would be his only child. And she knew from a very young age that her daddy was disappointed. She did her best to change that mindset. Excelling in school.. sports.. anything that she did. But becoming a lawyer was the furthest thing from Jensan's mind. She wanted something a bit more exciting...

She ended up working for the government.. after trying for the state police... her apptitude tests showing a surprising intelligence and ability to think on her feet and outside the box.. she was recruited.. and she happily accepted, at the tender age of 19.

It was now 4 years later. She was 23 years old, still looked 19 with her long ebony black mane and her clear crystal blue eyes.. plump moist pink lips.. and a figure that betrayed her at times, making her look more like a stripper or model than the undercover agent she was.

Undercover, in Hell City as many called it. Sent in to try and infiltrate a particularly sleazy Boss man... She was to borrow money to set up a club... she was to get as close to Him as she could.. and bring Him down. The plan was simple.. it had to be... it would take some time... Jensan had no family ties now. As far as she was concerned, her father was dead to her, she having cut all ties.. She had no husband or even a boyfriend. She had no time for that... Sex did not interest her, for so many reasons, she avoided it completely..

The Club, known as Vixen's, was set up in a large, old, victorian manor that had been rehabbed. The set up was perfect. The downstairs consisted of the very very large entrance foyer that opened into the main club, formally the living and dining room, there now was a bar at either end, a large dance floor and plenty of places for the patrons to sit and enjoy their drinks.
Upstairs there were several more rooms, formally bedrooms of course. Jensan had not explored the use of those rooms quite yet. On the 3rd floor was one large room that she currently used as an office and a place to sleep for herself. That room was a puzzlement to her.. she wondering just what went on there so long ago. She had found some curious items when in there...., whips.. chains.. leather cuffs.... all making her wonder just what when on up there... but those things were packed away for now... she had other things to think about. Much more important things...~

(to be continued)

~ The money was easy enough to borrow and that had been settled several months ago, as a front for setting up the Club. Jensan had done just that and was open for business, she had been for weeks now.

The time was approaching, she knew the Boss would be by to see her. That had been the original plan. But something just was not sitting right in her head. She had attempted to get ahold of her own Boss.. the head of Intelligence for the Agency she worked for. But for some reason, her passwords no longer worked, her clearance was not up to date.. via both phone and PC she could not reach the people she needed to reach in order to have the payment ready for the *Boss* when He did arrive. Jensan did not panic, figuring that the Agency was laying low due to the connections this particular Bad Guy had. It had to be that. So Jensan went on with business as usual, overseeing Vixen's and all that went on within. ~

Her cheeks flushed with shame as she led him to the bedroom, she had enjoyed stripping for him, a delicious excitement had run through her as she slowly revealed her body to him her nipples hardening as the lens clicked. What made it worse was that he knew leering at her erect nipples as a long thick bulge formed in his trousers

His words brought her back down to earth brutally reminding her that this wasn’t a little bit of fun, she was his plaything.

As they reached the bedroom she turned to him steeling her self for what she was about to do. She stepped close to him doing her best to smile as she ran her fingers down his chest slowly unbuttoning his shirt, leaning forward to pull it off his arms her breasts pressing against his chest the thick bulge rubbing her thigh.

She knew it was in her best interests to please him tracing a finger around his bulge as her other hand nimbly undid his belt, pulling it from around his waist as she knelt before him.

Her fingers trembled a little as she unzipped his trousers pulling them down
to his ankles his bulge slapping against her lips as he stepped put of them.

Kammie sucks cock

John was pleased with Kammie she’d gone further than he’d expected, usually he would have to restate what was needed and remind the girl of her contract. She’d stripped him and was kneeling in front of him with his cock resting against her lips and she wasn’t pulling away.

“Go on then,” John said in a quiet voice, hoping that being quiet and gentle she’d relax and carry on.

Kammie licked her lips as she moved back slightly and looked at the tip of his cock only an inch away from her lips now.

"Come on Kammie, you know you want to do it," John said gently encouraging her to take his cock into her mouth. He knew that eventually she'd realise that she had no choice but he wanted her to do it before that point.

lil rich cocksucker

She knelt before him running her tongue over the length of his thick cock, parting her lips just the tip between them moaning a little as she taste his precum.

She stopped suddenly pulling back suddenly, her indecision clear on her face. She couldn’t help but feel she would be crossing some line by doing this that this was her last chance to stop.

Her train of thought was broken as he urged her on, the head of his cock pressing against her lips. fuck she thought wrapping her soft lips around his swollen cock slowly sliding them down his shaft two thirds of his cock buried past her lips before she looked into his eyes slowly drawing them back as she built up a rhythm moaning around his cock, taking a little more with each past until she gagged her nose pressed against his crotch his fat cockhead buried in her throat.

Throat Fucked.

“Oh! Yes!” John moaned as Kammie wrapped her lips around his cock and slowly started to move back and forth sliding his cock in and out of her mouth.

He felt his cock slide down her throat and her nose bury itself in his pubic hair. He was surprised at how far she’d gone on her own initiative, he’d expected her to stop after getting just an inch or two into her mouth.

Putting his hands on the back of her head he withdrew his cock from her throat giving her just enough time to take a breath through her nose before he rammed it deep into her throat once more. He then started to really fuck her throat pulling out and slamming back in, feeling her tongue licking his cock as it moved back and forth. He felt her hands grip his ass cheeks to steady herself from the battering his body was giving her.

He’d intended to have her suck his cock for a few minutes then get her on the bed, but he was enjoying fucking her throat so much he forgot all about that.

“Oh! No!” he moaned as he felt his cock about to cum. He slammed it deep into her throat and shot his cum straight down to her stomach. Before he finished ejaculating he withdrew from her throat depositing the last few spurts into her mouth.

“Swallow and lick me clean,” he said gently as he stroked her hair, he was beginning to like this girl.

Kammie moaned as she felt his cock pulse in her throat, instinctively squeezing his ass as he pumped his load into her belly. Her hard nipples brushing his legs as he pulled back coating her tongue with his load.

"Swallow and lick me clean" he instructed.

She obediently began to swallow his thick cum. "Did you like that" she said licking her lips before leaning forward running her tongue over his shaft licking up every trace of his seed. Giving his whole length one last suck , before she stood up a little unsteady on her feet.

"so what happens now?"

"so what happens now?"

"I hadn't intended to cum in your throat, but you turned me on so much I couldn't help myself," John replied. "Now I'll have to recover before I can cum where I intended, so I think we should dress and go out to the vixen's for a few drinks," he suggested.

His hands had finally taken hold of her tits when she stood in front of him and he teased her hard nipples before sliding one hand down her firm belly to stroke her clit and eventually probe her pussy. He was surprised at how wet she was down there, haveing him cum in her throat must have really turned her on.

"Let's get dressed, I'm no use to you at the moment," he said suddenly releasing her. "Just put on a thin dress don't bother with underwear," he suggested as an after thought, as he started to dress himself.