Captured

She wondered if she might be allowed to sit up front, but she didn't want to ask. She was relieved that he was giving her another chance, and she was determined not to fuck it up.

She angled her head, trying to see him, unable to make out his face.

"Thank you Master. I swear I wont let you regret giving me a chance to prove myself. I swear it!!"
 
JW turned onto the county road and replied, "We'll see soon enough."

It was a quiet drive, JW drove through town and headed toward a small farm implement store that a friend of his owned. He smiled when they arrived at the store, seeing three other vehicles in the lot.

Parking, JW got out of the van and walked around opening the side door, "Come on, bitch," he said holding his hand out for Barbara.
 
He pulled up outside a typical country store, full of farm machinery, the kind of place where a woman would be totally out of place.... let alone a naked woman.

She inhaled sharply when she realised he intended to bring her into the store with him, naked.

"Come on, bitch,"


Oh God!! Could she do this?? Could she walk, naked into that store, knowing that there were at least a couple of men inside there, men, who would, no doubt, be shocked by her nakedness. If she resisted, he would get rid of her, of that she was certain, so, with her face hot and crimson, her knees trembling, she got out of the back of the van.

"Yes Master!"


She paused, chewing on her lower lip, before continuing.

"Would it please you for me to go into the store with you.... as I am? Naked?"

She swallowed hard, desperate to prove herself to him, and yet terrified of what lay before her.
 
JW made an exaggerated show of looking around and quipped, "Do you see anything for you to wear?"

Not waiting for a response, JW headed into the store and was met at the door by a large man, who never saw a meal worth skipping. JW's hand slid into the mountain of a man's hand, saying, "Bob, how are you?"

Bob didn't look at JW but instead at Barbara. His voice was uncomfortably high to listen to as he whistled then said, "My, isn't she a beauty?"

JW ignored the question and said, "I need a special tag for her. One side to say 'Bitch,' the other to say 'Sweetie'."

Bob nodded and said, "Come on in, JW."
 
"Do you see anything for you to wear?"

It wes a rhetoric question, she knew that, but still, she had to fight not to answer it.

He was out of the van, and entering the store in no time, and she hung on as long as she dared, untils he knew that a second's more hesitation would result in her being sent away, something she couldn't bare! She sucked in a deep breath, and hurried into the store behind him, clinging to him for courage, needing the emotional support.

She was crimson from head to toe, tears shimmering in her eyes, and yet she stood there, in a 'men's store', surrounded by men, and she remained there, naked as the day she was born.

"My, isn't she a beauty?"

He looked her over, totally unconcerned with her discomfort. This was unlike anything she had ever experienced, this was nothing like the primarily polite looks she was used to getting from guys, those who might look at her cleavage, and then, when caught, look guiltily away, no, this man looked her over, eyeing her tits and pussy with appearant interest, not making any attempt whatsoevver of hiding from her, the lust shining in his eyes.

"I need a special tag for her. One side to say 'Bitch,' the other to say 'Sweetie'."

She reddened even futher, and moved a little behind him, tying to shield her body from Bob's gaze, desperate to hide herself behind her Master.

He was buying her a tag?? She was pleased, but embarrassed, and the fact taht it was to say bitch on one side and Sweeitie on the other emphasised for her, that she had to make amends
 
JW walked away from Bob, knowing that Barbara was right on his heels. He could almost feel her need for him as they walked to the back of the store. At the back he picked up some metal stock, bronze, copper and steel, dropping a few pounds worth of each into a cart.

They then went to the clothing area and JW picked up an over sized tank top that would cover very little of Barbara. He held it up to her back then took a pair of shears cut two inches off the bottom and then held it up again to her.

Turning her around, he said softly, "This absolute need you feel for me now, is what I want you to feel all the time. Understand?"
 
Barbara stuck to him like glue! She was terrified in the store, needing her master to protect her. As he moved away from Bob, she hurried after him, acutely aware of Bob's eyes eating her up.

The went right to the back of the store, and then to the clothing, and when he picked up a massive tank top, and held it against her, her eyes lit up, and she thought that he might put it on her, and as scant as it was, it would be better than being naked!

He sheared a couple of inches off of it, but it was intended for a man, and against her small frame, it would be obscenely low cut, and she would have to be careful to keep it covering her.... but instead of pulling it over her head, he dropped it into the shopping cart, with the metal he had purchased.

"This absolute need you feel for me now, is what I want you to feel all the time. Understand?"

"Yes Master!! I understand!! Could I please put on the tank top now? Bob is staring at me, and I feel so vulnerable!"
 
JW stepped up to Barbara and ran his hand along her inner thigh until his thumb came to a rest against her lower lips. He pressed against her wiggling his thumb back and forth. "But I like seeing you naked myself," he whispered hotly in her ear.

Cranking his wrist down, and extending his thumb up, he pressed into her softly. "Follow me," he whispered; then turned and headed toward the changing rooms.
 
Barbara moaned and whimpered as her master pressed his thumb up into her pussy, and used it to lead her toward the changing rooms. She was mortified being naked in the hardware store, but she wanted to prove to him that she would do anything for him, and she didn't know any of these people, she could cope. She would manage!!

She reached the changing rooms, basic, with a little curtain where the door would be. Did he have something for her to try on?? Or did he have other plans??
 
JW motioned for Barbara to enter the changing cube, and then followed her inside. "Bend over" he whispered softly.

Once she complied, JW stood behind her and began massaging her ass while grinding his cock against her. He could feel her core warming up slightly as he pushed against her, his hands spreading her ass wider and wider.

Bob walked up behind JW and stood a moment, leering at the scene before him.

"Go ahead Bob, sit in front of the bitch."

With a "HOTDAMN" Bob dropped his coveralls and slid in front of Barbara and sat down, his cock swaying at her.

"Suck his cock, Bitch," JW said while he dropped his pants, aiming his cock at her pussy.
 
Barbara was pleased to be entering the cubicle. Perhaps Master would give her the short tee shirt to wear? Or if nothing else, at least she would be out of view of his friend Bob for a few minutes.

Master bent her over, facing the mirror. His hands were on her ass, and she wondered if he was going to spank her or fuck her. He began to pull her ass apart, and she felt panic build, as she imagined him fucking her ass here in the changing room. She'd never manage to stay quiet, and everyone would know what he was doing to her!! She wanted to protest, but she had said she would prove herself to him. She squeezed her eyes closed.

"Go ahead Bob, sit in front of the bitch."

His exclaimation of "Hotdamn" drown out her shocked "What?" and the big man moved quickly in front of her, sitting on the bench, his cock out, hard and ready. Horrified, she glanced in the mirror, hoping that her master would laugh, and change his mind, knowing he would not. This was it, decision time, prove yourself time. Could she do it?? Could she manage if she failed.

"Suck his cock, Bitch,"

Master's words confirmed her worst fears, and she looked at the hard, almost purple headed cock in front of her, and hesitated. Seconds stretched, and she knew that if she failed, she would be cast out. Squeezing her eyes tightly closed, she bent her head, and sucked Bob's cock head between her lips, sucking tentatively, trying to do the absolute least she thought she'd get away with. Bob, it seemed though, was not about to be short changed, and she felt a big, strong hand on the back on her neck, pressing her to take more.
 
"Don't let him cum in your mouth; the inside of your body is mine, all mine." JW whispered hoarsely as he rubbed his cock up and down Barbara's slit and then slid it deep into her hot wet pussy.

"That's it Sweetie, fuck me, suck him."

JW fucked her slowly, driving her toward an orgasm. "Faster, Sweetie," JW whispered, "Suck him faster, pump his cock!"
 
Barbara had never imagined anything like this!! She was like she was on a spit, one man's cock deep in her throat, and the others ramming her cunt, fingercuffing her, as they shoved inward in tandum.

She was chocking on Bob's shaft, mainly as she was being shunted forward by her Master. She wrapped her hand firmly around the base, limiting how deep it could go in her mouth, making it easier to manage, with out choking on it!

He wasn't to cum in her mouth. She would need to be very careful with that. She didn't know Bob well enough to know when he would cum!!
 
Slow hard thrusts, much like a haymaker punch, JW's cock fired in and out of Barbara's pussy, his balls slapping against her with each thrust. His fingers turning white with the grip on her sides.

Sensing as much as seeing movement, JW turned his head to see who was there. Caroline, Bob's petite redheaded firecracker of a wife was walking toward them.

"You're fucked son, Caroline is commin'," JW grunted.
 
"You're fucked son, Caroline is commin'

Barbara just about made out her Master's words, and began to pull off of Bob's cock, when he exploded, shooting jet after jet of his hot, sticky cream all over her face, tits and hair. She looked up, catching sight of her reflection in the mirror, shocked, and ...... if she was honest.... a little aroused at her image.

Master continued to hold her by her hips, fucking her happily, and she watched the two of them in the mirror, until a sharp female voice sounded behind them.

"Bob?? Bob? What the Hell's goin' on here?"

Barbara took just that moment to cum, her entire body shaking and her suppressed moan filling the little cubicle.
 
JW grinned as Barbara's body convulsed with her orgasm rolling through her body. He suddenly ripped his cock from her and scowled, "Who gave you permission to cum, bitch?"

JW turned to Caroline and said, "Hello, Caroline." His eyes rolled over the small redhead, mentally fucking her over and over. His cock bobbed up and down between them as he asked, "So, do you want to show the bitch how to suck a cock?"

Caroline snorted and replied, "I should let you fuck me instead." She walked over to JW and wrapped her hand around his cock and began stroking it slowly, twisting slightly at the head.

JW grinned and said, "Better idea." He stepped in front of Barbara and said, "Keep stroking me Caroline, I'll cum all over her, and then you can lick it all off her."
 
She was in trouble for cumming without permission... her heart sank. Had she let her master down yet again?

She flushed with shame. The presence of the other woman, whose husband had gone suddenly silent, was unsettling. She wondered what the dynamic was between these too, and how her Master fitted into it all.

"Keep stroking me Caroline, I'll cum all over her, and then you can lick it all off her."

Barbara knelt there, denied his cock, waiting while another woman stroked his cock rhythmically. she opened her mouth, hoping that she could catch most of his cum in her mouth, and in so doing, deny Caroline getting any! Envy and jealousy flared within her, and she leaned closer, glaring at the other woman, as she waited.
 
JW looked down and saw the possessive look in Barbara's eyes which caused his balls to contract and his cock to jump in Caroline's hands. "Close your mouth Sweetie," he whispered. "Don't you want to please me?"

He saw her eyes jump back and forth from Caroline to him. "It would make me very very happy to watch Caroline lick my seed off of your beautiful body. Or would you rather lick it off hers?"
 
"Close your mouth Sweetie,"

Sweetie! She was sweetie, and she intended to stay that way!! Barbara snapped her mouth shut, automatically doing what she was told, although she would have preferred to keep her mouth open, to swallow what she thought of as hers.

"Don't you want to please me?"


She looked up, her eyes big and wide.

"Yes Master! Whatever you desire!"

She mentally kicked herself. Wasn't this all about proving herself to him, to show him that she wasn't a waste of time, that she needed to be his in each and every way, and that did not include trying to impose her preferences on him.

"It would make me very very happy to watch Caroline lick my seed off of your beautiful body. Or would you rather lick it off hers?"

Looking demure, she smiled up at him.

"I am happy to do whatever pleases you Master!"

Surprised to find that that was actually true, she felt her pussy spasm excitedly. She had never been attracted to women, but if this was what Master wanted, then this was what Master would get!! She watched, seeing the first blob of cum hurtling toward her. At that moment, she shuddered again, cumming again, as aftershocks hit her. She managed to keep her eyes open, but couldn't stop her tongue from darting out, and licking a little from her lips. Soon she felt the hot splash of his cum hitting her in the face, over and over again, dripping slowly off onto the upper side of her tits, and she watched as it moved inexorably toward her nipples.
 
Caroline's tiny hand pumped up and down JW's cock as his cum exploded out and began soaking Sweetie. Bob groaned, a soulful hungry groan which ululated with each of Caroline's strokes on JW's cock.

JW grabbed Caroline's ass and squeezed it firmly eliciting a gasp from her. Caroline's head turned up to JW and she smiled, "Sir, I think my husband is going to pound me tonight." Her voice was low, excited and her eyes danced.

"Well, then we better stoke his fire then," JW responded. "Strip," his voice carried the tone of command, a tone that expected obedience.

Almost instantly her dress pooled at her feet revealing her naked body. JW's eyes, and he was sure Bob and Barbara's, roamed across her tight body, taking in her pale skin, flushed pink with excitement. "Good girl," he praised, whether at her obedience or her nakedness beneath the dress, he would never comment.

His eyes turned to Barbara and drank the sight of her cum covered body in. "Now clean her using nothing but your tongue," he ordered.
 
Barbara watched, stunned at the way Caroline jumped to do his bidding.

"Strip,"

With that her clothing was rapidly gone, and Barbara found herself wondering just how well her Master and Bob's wife knew one another. A little flare of possessiveness took root, and she made a conscious effort to press it aside, knowing that it would possibly anger him. She was his thing, to do with as he pleased. She needed to remember that!

Cum slid down her face and chest, and she blinked, trying to keep the sticky, salty substance out of her eyes.


"Good girl,"


She saw how his praise pleased Caroline, and she watched, in slow motion as the other woman leaned in closer to her. Barbara's heart was hammering, fear and excitement warring with each other. She held her position, though, and soon felt the little, warm cat like tongue, lapping delicately at her face, working down over her neck and breasts, sucking on her nipples, and soon Barbara, red faced, felt her body responding to the other woman's mouth and tongue. Her back arched as she pressed her nipples deeper into Caroline's mouth, and moaned.
 
JW saw the flash of jealous possessiveness in Barbara's eyes as Caroline did as he said. Those eyes did not stay on him long though. Caroline's looming presence garnered all of Sweetie's attention just before the petite woman's lips brush against Barbara's skin.

One of the hottest scenes JW could imagine played out in front of him and Bob as Caroline slowly licked, kissed, and teased her way down Barbara's face, neck and then breasts. Before long all four were panting in need as Barbara moaned and squirmed under Caroline's attention.

Taking his once again hard cock in his hand, JW walked around Barbara and sat on the stool in the dressing booth, displacing Bob. His voice was low and deep as he said, "Come here, Sweetie, I have a treat for you."

Her body was trembling as Barbara came to him. JW turned her around so she could face Bob and Caroline then guided her onto his lap, and his cock into her soaking womanhood.

Placing her knees outside his own knees, JW spread his legs wide, splaying both of them so open that neither Caroline or Bob had a problem seeing his cock submerged in Barbara. She wiggled on him a moment quim flowed out and collected between his nuts.

Cupping her breasts he said, "Caroline is going to kneel in front of us, and she is going to work your pussy over with nothing but her mouth and tongue. You may cum Sweetie, as often as you want."

Barbara's head turned toward him, eyes wide. "But when you do, Sweetie, I want you to soak her face, Bob is dying to taste you, and for now, that is the only way is going to be able to."
 
"Come here, Sweetie, I have a treat for you."

Barbara hurried to her master, and turned, sitting on his lap, so she faced the others, and she moved as her master arranged her so that her legs were held outside of his, opening her, so that the others could clearly see her master's cock deeply embedded in her wet cunt.

"Caroline is going to kneel in front of us, and she is going to work your pussy over with nothing but her mouth and tongue. You may cum Sweetie, as often as you want."

She blushed, and watched as Caroline dutifully knelt between their knees, and began to lap at them, running her tongue from Master's balls, to Barbara's clit. She needed to press her legs together, but master held them open, making her endure and enjoy it all. He was fucking her, bouncing her on his lap, while Caroline pleasured her with her mouth. She quivered, and moaned as she rushed toward her climax, arching her back, and crying out, cumming hard, and gushing her juices all over Caroline's face.
 
JW felt her pussy palpitating around his cock, squeezing it harder than any other pussy he could recall. He moans of pleasure filled the dressing booth and and overflowed to the store at large. Part of JW wished there had been more of an audience, say someone coming in to get feed, but he was mightily impressed with her willingness to please him.

"Good girl, Sweetie," he crooned into her ear as her body exploded, a massive orgasm shaking both of them, flooding Caroline between their legs. Caroline leaned back slightly, her upper body glinting wetly in the light and tugged gently on JW's balls.

Barbara leaned against JW, her strength completely gone. His hard cock was planted deep inside her still and JW flexed his ass muscles every now and again, driving him a little deeper into her. He turned her head toward him, kissing her deeply.

"Fuck yeah, Sweetie, did you like Caroline's mouth on your pussy?" JW moaned out. His eyes turned to Caroline and Bob, both of them looking expectantly up at him, "GO ahead Bob, clean her up."

Ravenously, Bob attacked Caroline's face and neck, licking Barbara's sweetness off the petite redhead. "I think Bob likes the way you taste, Sweetie," he whispered as he pulled her legs up, driving her completely onto his hard member.
 
"Fuck yeah, Sweetie, did you like Caroline's mouth on your pussy?"

Barbara blushed deeply, but despite her embarrassment, she answered her master honestly.

"I did Master, It felt wonderful!"

She watched the interaction between Bob and Caroline, and then she lost interest, as JW bounced her on his cock, which was still hard.

She moaned, her body still clamping down tightly on him, enjoying him, taking the greatest of pleasure in the way her master used her body.
 
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