Enslaved

They were in harmony once again! His emotions crashing over him like tidal waves... not only orgasmic... but literal! He loved Zara!!! He knew it... there was no denying it!!! So... why did he have this horrible sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as the orgasmic tidal wave returned to calmer waters...

He turned her around, sat her up on the vanity and leaned in, kissing her passionately! His fire bubbling just under the surface!!! He smiled as he let his hand run through hair and got caught in a nest in her hair that could only be created from either powerful sex or very deep sleep! He suspected it was the later...

He kissed her forehead and said, "I will make all the arrangements for Ireland then my dear... I will make all your fantasies come true..."

******* 4 hours later *******

George sat in Zara's home... key in hand... one of the many documents that she had been forced to sign included permissions to her landlord to have full access to her personal residence... He stared at the door from the overstuffed sofa and watched as the door chingled... and slid open. He smiled as she entered the room, priss and pretty as can be. She walked towards the kitchen... and froze when his eyes locked on hers...

He said, "You gave me permission to all aspects of your life... when you signed those forms... so don't be surprised... I am going to be anywhere and everywhere with you. This is a nice place... deepthroat..." He wandered if she would remember her instructions...
 
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"I will make all your fantasies come true..."

Those words reverberated in Zara's minds all the way home. The irony was, he already had. With Keith, she imagined everything she ever wanted, her very own 'happily ever after!' She wanted him, not just for a short period of time, but in her life on a daily basis. She loved sex with him, but far more than that, she loved him.

She was fucked!! How unfair was it that that she met him now, in the current circumstances, when everything would be sullied by her current circumstances.

It was critical that Nathan and George never discover that she actually had feeling for Keith. As long as they thought she was just using him, there was a chance for them, slim though it may be.

She imagined her week away in Ireland with him, and her heart beat hard. She'd do a little research, and help him with the reservations.

She pulled into her garage, and let herself into the house, and there he was, George!!

"What are you doing here?" she asked, annoyed that he was here before she could shower her sex with Keith away, she didn't want George contaminating that!!

This is a nice place... deepthroat..."

Oh Shit! That was her slave name! What was she supposed to do again?? She went to her knees and whispered "Thank you Master!"
 
George was pleased. He said, "I trust you had a good time with Keith. Good... I can see it in your eyes. You may crawl to me and sit at my feet..."

He watched her do just that... though albeit with obvious reluctance... He leaned in and said, "Don't get to used to Keith... or Nathan for that matter. Soon... there will only be one CEO and you are looking at him. But shhhhhh.... that is our little secret..."

The thicker black man looked down at her and said, "Well... is this any way to greet your Master... Undress and serve your Master well..."

He let his eyes dance over her body... and could catch the scent of a man on her as she peeled off her clothes... and tossed them aside. Naked and kneel, he watched her move up with his permission... undo his pants... and then slowly start pull his massive cock from his pants.

She seemed more... reluctant than when he had had her before and wondered even more about just how much of a 'romantic' play Keith really had done for her? Was she in love with Keith? That would be a hoot... particularly sense it was his idea to begin with...

He felt his cock slide into her mouth... her tongue dancing across his manhood... her throat massaging his rod!!! He was going to completely enjoy everything he was going to do to her and when she saw what he had brought with him... she would go nuts....
 
She didn't want this, she didn't want him here, and she sure as shit didn't want it now!! Did he have to arrive hot on the heels of her date with Keith??!!!

She found it desperate, but she was in a catch 22, and she knew she was to serve him, and she would, desperate to get through it all, needing to find that light at the end of the tunnel, and to focus solely on it.

She freed his cock, and began to work it, licking and sucking it, getting progressively more and more into her role, taking him to the root, working his shaft with all she had, until he lifted his hips, filling her with his seed.

She looked up at him, and moaned a little as she swallowed all he gave her, before kissing the head of his cock, reverently, and worshipfully.
 
He let her take him into her mouth over and over, and slowly his tool swelled further into her! He found himself sitting up firmly, taking her head in his hands... and pushing her deeper onto him!!!

After 15 minutes of solid felatio, George gave a hard grunt... and shot his massive load of seed down her throat... keeping her tight on him. When he had finished... he said, "Oh deep throat... you are good! Damn good..."

He reached to the side of the chair, picked up a black pack that was chock filled with stuff and then looked down at her and said, "Come with me... and stay on your hands and knees pet..."

He walked towards her bedroom... glancing back to see her crawling for him. His eyes danced across her ass cheeks as they bounced with each step... He said, "You know... When I heard you were going to with Keith, I got to thinking about it. This could be a good thing... Keith is a sweetheart of a kid... but naive and stupid..." He noted her pause a moment... verifying to him that she was attached to him.

He turned, set his case down and then opened it... revealing a rather interesting rigging which he began to set up on the cross bar of the footboard A set of chains ran from the center to the posts on either side of her bed. Hanging in the middle of it... was a large metal hoop...

He pulled out another device... a black armsleeve with chrome links on it. He turned to her and said, "Stand up... turn around, pull your arms behind you slave..."
 
She swallowed all he gave her, gulping it down as he filled her mouth!

"You know... When I heard you were going to with Keith, I got to thinking about it. This could be a good thing... Keith is a sweetheart of a kid... but naive and stupid..."

What was it with them? Now George was having a cut at Keith!! Some partners to have, both Nathan and George casting aspersions on his character, looking for flaws. Keith was worth double what the other two were, put together!!

Still, she couldn't afford to betray her fledgeling feelings for him, and she continued crawling into her bedroom.

She watched what George was doing - ropes being tied here and there, and when he was done, her bed reminded her of a spider's web. How appropriate, she thought.

"Come into my web," said the spider to the fly



"Stand up... turn around, pull your arms behind you slave..."

She did, standing, putting her arms behind her, as he fitted them into the sleeve, and fastened it, forcing her arms hard behind her, straining her shoulders, pushing her breasts out in front, and leaving her helpless.

She looked at George, her eyes big, as she wondered what, exactly he had in mind for her!
 
After setting those two things up... he said, "We are going to have a little fun..." He reached for his phone and made a call... "Yeah Peter... she is ready. Come on up..."

He could see panick in Zara's eyes as he reached into his bag and pulled out a half mask. Jet black with a cheek strap on it. It covered the eyes and part of the rest of face, but left her jaw fully exposed. He slid it onto her head, securing it to her head and then said, "I have always thought you were very photogenic. You are going to be in a sex scene... with me..."

He walked ot the bag, pulled out a fully mask which was similar to hers... and then slid it onto his own face. He tore off his shirt and stood there in just his pants and boots.

Peter Smith walked into the apartment with 2 large black bags of his own. He said, "Is this her?"

"Yeah... Say hello to deep throat and yes.. she has earned that name..." George reached into the bag and pulled out a cane. He said, "Set up your camera friend..."

Peter said, "First... Otunga... we have to take care of some business..."

George... aka... Otunga... looked annoyed and then said, "Go on with it..."

Peter turned towards Deep Throat and said, "Sugah... you realize that these photos are for BDSM Factors website for their exclusive use... correct? I need to know you are okay with that we are about to do..."
 
What the Hell was she supposed to say? No, she was certainly NOT okay with it, but what was she going to do? This was George's thing, and she had to obey him!! She nodded her head.

"yes, Sir, I am okay with it, once my face is covered!"

thank God for small mercies, she thought to herself, and then nodded to George, thinking, secretly, that it was pretty exciting to have this filmed. She 'd be able to see it, and no one would know it was her!!

She smiled for the first time since she'd come home!!
 
When the camera and flashes were set up... Peter said, "So.... I think we are just about ready... Otungo... stand beside her... let's get some prelimary pictures of things behind nicey nice..."

George walked over and ran his hand along the small of the Zara's waist and said, "Say cheese... smile..."

There were about six or seven shots of them smiling, relaxed, and easy going. And then... they started the pictures and the movies... George demeanor shifted instantly..."Pet... tell the camera who you are... tell them who I am to you... and finally what you want done to you... "

George moved his hand along her neck... only slide the collar around her neck... fastening it as she put her words together....
 
"Pet... tell the camera who you are... tell them who I am to you... and finally what you want done to you... "

Zara looked at the camera, and smiled, now feeling a little more relaxed, having donned her "Deep Throat" persona.

"I am Deep Throat, and I am a slave, this is my Master Otungo.."

Now came the difficult bit. She sucked in a deep breath, stedied her nerves, reminding herself that no one would know this was her.

"I want Mster Otungo to use and abuse me, anyway he desires. His will, is my will! I want him to fuck all my holes, to make me scream, to make me cum!"

There! That wasn't so tough!!! She smiled, relaxed a little now!!
 
As a response... Otunga took that cane... and started swatting her ass.... not too hard... but enough to burn those cheeks... He was going to make this a show... which meant he would start off easy... saving the good stuff for later...

In the meantime, he enjoyed her performance... SHe seemed to overly act at times... which was fine... better for the people!! He ran that cane on that ass till she was seriously wincing and whimpering... then he moved it to her breasts... demanding she spread her legs wide!

She followed his every command... being marked, being punished, being teased... He knew exactly what he was doing... and why... He spanks her... then made her tease his cock... then thrust into her pussy... then torment her breasts.... taking the time to ensure that they were also marked just as hard as everything else!

Just as George was getting ready to bring her to climax... something terrible happened!!!! There was knock at the door!!! "Hello!!!! Zara??? It's Keith.... You left your keys..." It was a bad excuse... she had had her keys the whole time... he just wanted to see her.

George looked over at her and mouthed... 'Get rid of him... now..." He glanced to the cameraman and whispered, "Cut it... now..."
 
Zara went from being on the brink of a massive orgasm, to feeling like she was about tot be sick, in a split second!! What on Earth was Keith doing here?? And talk about bad timing!!

She needed to think of an excuse, and fast, and she needed it to work. No good saying she was feeling sick, as she believed that he'd insist on coming in and making chicken soup, or something stupid like that!! No point saying she had family visiting, as he'd most likely expect to meet them. She was conjouring excuses, and then discarding them almost as quickly. She even thought of remaining silent, hoping he'd think she was out, but that'd never work, if he had her keys, he might decide to let himself in and wait for her!!! That'd be disasterous.

Finally, she thought of something!

"Keith, I cant come to the door, and you can't come in just now!! Sorry! I've a face pack on my face, a conditioning treatment in my hair, and I'm in the middle of a home wax job, and there is no way I could ever face you again, if you saw me like this!!! I'm so embarrassed!! I wansn't expecting you!! Will you give me a couple of hours, and call back, or I'll call to you! Please!!"

There!! She sounded suitably embarrassed, and she was, and at the thought of the picture she had just painted, she cringed!!
 
Keith listened to her excuse and he said, "Come on now... don't be silly baby... You should know I would love to see you in all your glory! I was just returning your cell phone. You dropped it in the car. I thought it would be important."

She seemed to have a strange tone in her voice, Keith could tell something was wrong. He had her voice recorded in his heart and now any deviation of what his heart knew, was an alert to something out of place. He said, "Come on baby... let me in... This would be just one funny story later on in our lives..."

"No!" he heard her bark and it took him a bit off beat. He finally said, "Ummm... okay... Are you alright? You sound distressed..."

:: George ::

Feeling the anticipation and excitement of this situation, he walked up behind Zara, grabbed her hips and thrust his cock into her... his shaft harder than diamonds and he started ucking the hell out of her... all the while the photographer began snapping pictures as well.

:: Keith ::

"Baby... okay... if you want... I will slide your cell phone under your door. There is a little gap here..." He knelt down, put the phone under the little gap and slid it inside. At that point, he saw what appeared to be several flashes of light slip from inside the place. Keith said, "Well... ummm... I will let you go then. Are you sure?"

He heard some kind of gasp and her scream out, "Yes... I am fine... see... you... tomorrow.... Keith...." What the fuck was she doing in there? He said, "Okay... bye..."

He was on his way out to his car when it all came into view. George's car was parked just outside. Rage grew in him and he knew exactly what was going on...

:: George ::

The excitement was far more than he had anticipated and as the camera flashed and the movie rolled, George came hard!!! VERy hard... just as she clamped down on him and exploded her juices up down his spear... he blasted load after load inside her!!!

George grabbed her hair, forced her to look back at him and he smiled. "You are a slut... you will never forget that... will you? Tonite... when you are alone and watching this movie, you will feel that nervous... that excitement... and you will make yourself cum..." He chuckled as he retreated rom inside her body...
 
It was damned near impossible to get rid of Keith!!! She'd been sure the suggestion of her looking less than great would be enough to put him off, but oh no, he had to be the type who wanted to come in!!!

Her heart had been crying out for him, hearing the change in the tone of his voice as she left him with the impression that she was eager for him to leave!! She was, but only because she didn't want him to know that George had her strung up while he fucked the living daylights out of her, and filmed it!!!

She was going to have to give Keith one hell of a blow job to fix this debacle!!

She came hard, her body on the edge since she'd been trying to act normal with Keith, while his business partner fucked her hard!! That shouldn't arouse her..... but it did, and she felt awful about it!!

When she finished moaning out her pleasure, and George had pulled out, he whispered in her ear, words she didn't want to hear, and was unable to deny:

"You are a slut... you will never forget that... will you? Tonite... when you are alone and watching this movie, you will feel that nervous... that excitement... and you will make yourself cum..."

She glanced at the photographer, and he was grinning at her, clearly amused by the situation.
 
George chuckled as he spent the next 4 hours fucking her in every hole and making her suck him till her jaw damn near fell off. He drove that cock up her ass... down her throat, shooting 4 seperate times inside that hot woman! He had put her on her hands and knees... on her back... fucked standing up... tormenting her pussy with toys and fingers... hell, even got in a few shots of her fucking George and the camera man himself.

When they were done... she was literally passed out on the bed, naked and exhausted. She lay in a pool of her own juices and George for the first time since he fucked Two Lips into exhaustion this morning, was limp. Getting into his clothes, George walked to his case, pulled out a thick envelope of cash while Peter made four copies of the nights activities, then gave them all to him. He made a CD of photos as well and gave them up to George as well. It was a good thing he brought his computer with him.

Unfortunately for George though... Peter kept a copy of all the files on his computer as well... and he would use them... later...

Sending the man on his way, George returned to Zara, pulled her out of the arm sleeve and laid her in her bed. She didn't even try to bother with waking up. He just chuckled. He left her collar on her neck, then walked to the DVD player on the TV, put in one copy of the movie, hit auto repeat and turned the volume down to a reasonably low level.

He dressed himself and then walked to the door. Before he did, he went through her purse, checked a few of her files, and then left without taking anything but what he walked in with.

:: THE NEXT MORNING ::

Nathan was the first one to see her coming in and quickly waved her towards his office...
 
She ached, from head to toe, and everything inbetween, expecially the everything inbetween. She heard a female voice, crying out in orgasmic bliss, and realised that voice was hers. Cracking an eye, she focussed on the TV screen, and was shocked to see herself starring in her very own porno!!

Jesus!! She sat up, wincing at how sore she was, bending forward, she could see her pussy looked raw!! Her ass felt the same, and her jaws ached like never before. She was covered in dried sweat and cum, and she realised that she had been ridden hard, and put up wet!!

She watched the movie for a few minutes, blushing deeply, then she stumbled out of bed, on shaky legs, and reached the remote control and switched it off, before staggering to the bathroom.

She turned on the shower, and climbed in while the water was still cold. She needed the boost, to wake herself up.

Exhausted, she sat cross legged on the floor of the shower. She got out and went to her freezer, and got out a cold compress, then returned to the shower, and sab back on the floor, this time pressing the cold compress to her abused pussy and ass, instantly feeling a little relief!

She wasn't sure how long she remained there, but she was wrinkled as a dried prune when she got out. She applied moisturiser to her skin, and then dressing in a track suit, before going and sleeping on the couch for the rest of the night!

She was still walking a little oddly when she went into work the next morning, but she was feeling dramatically better than she had the previous day, and her swollen pussy was beginning to revert to normal! She was on her way to her office, when she heard his voice booming out.

"Morning Zara!! I need to have a chat, come on in!"

He indicated she should close the door, and offered her a coffee, which she declined, seeing as she had her cup of Starbucks in her hand. She sat down opposite him, waiting to hear all about the trip to Japan!
 
Nathan gazed at her for a long moment, his mind racing towards the initial time he had forced her to do everything in his bidding. He felt his pecker already swelling just at the thought of it. He said, "How was your day off? I trust it went well..."

She gave a nod and seemed to blush a bit. What she didn't know was George had already been in his office and shared clips of the movie he had had made and to be honest, it turned him on like no man's business. But he could never let her know it. He said, "Good. Well... I have been talking with the Samsung company..."

He started going over the plans for the trip, from the departure on the company jet, to the actual arrangements once they got there, to the meeting itself. He had a couple of translators lined up for the trip as well. When it was all said and done, Samsung will be one step closer to being in line their firm.

"Which leads me to why you are going." He let his eyes shift from her eyes, down her neck, along her shoulders and over the swelling of breasts... He said, "You are going to bring your sexiest outfits you can bring. Thigh highs, heels, low cut blouses, things like that. I want you distracting these men while they are trying to close the deal with us."

She looked away as he spoke and he shifted his head, "Do you have a problem with that?"

There was a long pause. She finally shook her head. Nathan said, "Good. I am going to utilize your brains in this as well... but you make a mighty nice distractor too so I want to use that for us as well."

He thought about her body at that instant... it was marked, bruised and very sore. He imagined she was nervous about what he would demand of her right now. He smiled and said, "Zara, look at me."

She slowly looked up to him and he said, "I am taking you up on the arrangement we made... but don't think of this too badly... this is your chance to shine above everyone else. We are leaving tomorrow morning at 0800 and we will be gone a week... take today to make arrangements for while you are gone. You can go... sugah."

He watched her get up... almost too quickly. Too eager to get away... He watched her ass cheeks bounce as she disappeared from the room and gave a whistle, before returning back to his work...
 
She was relieved when he ran through the plan for Japan. They would be staying in Kyoto, where the meetings were to be held. She wondered why it was happening there instead of Samsung's HQ in Seoul, but perhaps they wanted to keep it low key.

She bristled a little out of habit, when she was told to sex up her wardrobe for the rounds of meetings. It was something she often employed herself, finding it easy to distract men with a good shot of clevage, but someone else, in this instance, Nathan, asking her to do it, made it sleazy rather than a tactical business move! Still, she was pleased to have the rest of the day off!!

She spent the morning getting organised, getting everything packed, and ready to go, passport in purse, credit cards, laptop and suitcase packed and waiting by the door.

Now, she had only one other thing she wanted to get done before she left, she rang Keith. She was disappointed when she got his voicemail, but she left a message.

"Keith, hi! This is Zara. I'm just ringing to say that I really enjoyed being with you the other day.... it was... it was special, you know?! I know I shouldn't say that, I should be a bit coy, but, well that's not who I am. I couldn't come to the door the last day, as I said, I was tied up.
." she almost chuckled at that, because it was literally true!! "......and I was sorry I missed you!

I'm going to Japan early tomorrow with Nathan, on the Samsung thing... so I was hoping I could meet you before I go. I understand totally, if you're tied up, I just gave you a call on spec.

So, I hope to see you before I go, come on over anytime! And if I dont see you, you can ring me, or email...okay? I'm going to miss you!! Ciao!"
 
Keith had heard the message and to be honest it hurt to hear it. She was trying to pretend like nothing happened when he damn well knew it did... He knew it too! He had seen George's car! it was fucked up!!! HE was not supposed to actually be in love with her!!! He was not supposed to be thinking about her magnificant hair, her beautiful eyes, her soft skin!

He held the disk George had given him in his hand and he knew exactly what was on it. He slipped it into the DVD player and watched it as George fucked her senseless... while he was at the door. The cameraman had recorded the entire thing!!! He said, "Fuck!!! fuck fuck fuck!!!"

He turned to his phone, picked it up and dialed up her number... only to close his phone before he sent it through... He didn't want to talk with her. He had to get away from her. He was going to fuck up the plan if the plan was going to be intact if he did not get away from her. Of course, this was a debate that ran through his mind all night long...

********** THE NEXT MORNING **********

Nathan sat on the corporate plane as it was sitting on the tarmac ready to lift off. He was one of two passengers on the plane for the trip to Japan. He smiled as he watched her climb on board and he gave the go ahead. The pilot closed the ladder and sealed the hatches before contacting the tower for permission to depart.

After she was in place and seated next to him... he looked at her and noted that her sleazing it up a bit... didn't seem to include her trip out. He looked at her and said, "What the hell kind of outfit is this? I thought I told you to wear sexy?"

She looked stunned at his statement. He felt the plane roll onto the flightline... and then with a powerful thrust... lift off to 35,000 feet...

As soon as the seatbelt signs were off... Nathan said, "Get your bag out... I want to see what you brought with you..."

She eventually did as she was bid... and started showing him the garments... He chuckled and said.. "NO... show me your garments... on you... NOW!"
 
Zara had slept fitfully. It had been a dreadful day!! She had picked up her phone half a dozen times, disappointed that Keith had not returned her call, and half thinking she would ring or text Keith herself, but then she closed it again. She drove past his house, initally intending to stop by, but changing her mind.

All through the night, she replayed him knocking on the door while George was fucking her, and she knew, from the tone of his voice, that he suspected something was up. She cried into her pillow, mouring the loss of something she had never really had, gutted to have spoiled things with someone so perfect for her.

She'd be away most of this week, and she would be very surprised if there was a next week trip away with Keith. She had contacted him once, and she wasn't about to make a fool of herself, by repeating that. The ball was in his court now, and, dejectedly, she thought he would let it lie there. Still, she knew she couldn't make him want her, he either did, or he didn't, and that would be Keith's decision, and not something she could influence.

She dressed that morning, absentmindely, pulling on one of her tailored business suits, taking her suitecase, and purse, activating her alarm, and driving to the airport. She parked, checked her phone once more, in the hopes that there was a message from Keith, before she switched it off for the flight. He's not going to call, Zara, accept it, and move on!

She sat next to Nathan, and smiled, trying to be positive about this trip to Japan.

"What the hell kind of outfit is this? I thought I told you to wear sexy?"


"What?? Yeah, I brought stuff, in my case!"

"Get your bag out... I want to see what you brought with you..."

She unzipped the case, pulling out one item after another.

"NO... show me your garments... on you... NOW!"

She put on a short, black, almost backless dress and walked up and down aisle, then she stripped out of that and put on a leopard print, short, off the shoulder dress. Then she put on the final dress she had brought, a short zipped fronted black and plaid dress that reminded her of a schoolgirl, somehow!

She modled the swimsuit she had brought, a couple of Christian Dior business suits, and an evening dress. a an ultra short fitted day dress and a spray on red leather skirt and see through top and finally a black business suit, with stockings, and short skirt. She also had a couple of very short pleated skirts, and a couple of sheer tailored blouses, and an array of sexy underwear, and several pairs of fuck me shoes, and sandals in a variety of colours, none of which had heels less than 4 1/2 inches!!
 
Nathan watched her get into her last outfit... the business suit and thigh highs and that was all he could handle! He said, "Okay! Okay... damn... you get hotter in each of these outfits!! fuck..."

He looked at her and said, "Come here..." He pulled her onto his lap and kissed her lips hard! He felt her start to resist him and he grabbed her hair and pulled her taunt, forcing her to start towards him and he said, "Get on your fucking knees..."

She obeyed him and he said, "Good... Now... out of the suit... leave the heels and thigh highs..."

She looked at him and realized a terrible truth. She had 18 hours on a plane with him and he was going to use her the entire time! He watched her surrender, stripping from her clothes, leaving the hose and heels in place. He said, "Good. Strip me down..."

A few minutes later, she had his clothes in a neat pile a few seats away. His cock was hard and his cock was ready. He had remembered those video with her and George and it had him hard as a fucking rock! He looked up at her as she looked away. She knew what was coming. He knew it was killing her inside what was about to happen.

He looked at her and grabbed her chin once more... and said, "Did Keith fall in love with you?"

She said nothing... just shifted her eyes...

"Did you fall in love with him?" She said nothing...

Nathan laughed as he put the pieces of the puzzle together. He said, "Oh this is rich! So fucking rich!!! Tell you what whore..." He jerked her face back towards him so she had to stare into his eyes. He said, "I want you to fuck this cock like you fucked Keith. I want you to suck, lick, fuck and screw this cock as if the man in the chair was Keith. Show me how good of an... actress... you really are..."
 
"Okay! Okay... damn... you get hotter in each of these outfits!! fuck..."

Despite herself, Zara found herself blushing at his flattery, incredibly pleased. What did it matter what he thought? Still, it was nice to be complimented!!

"Get on your fucking knees..."


From flattery to demands in seconds! Still, she obeyed,

"Good... Now... out of the suit... leave the heels and thigh highs..."

She stripped down, feeling more exposed like this, than she would have felt fully naked!! Resenting Nathan, but hiding it well. It was going to be a LONG flight!!

"Good. Strip me down..."

She undressed him quickly and efficiently, putting his clothig aside.


"Did Keith fall in love with you?"


What?????

"Did you fall in love with him?"

Would he ever shut up about Keith!! Leave him out of this!! Please!!

"Tell you what whore.....I want you to fuck this cock like you fucked Keith. I want you to suck, lick, fuck and screw this cock as if the man in the chair was Keith. Show me how good of an... actress... you really are..."

Zara bristled at his calling her a whore, but more than that, his words cut deep. He was like a blight on her relationship with Keith, if she still had a relationship with Keith, given what George had done!

She wanted to ask him not to do this, but she knew that however much fun he was having at her expense when he was shooting in the dark, if she asked him to lay off, he would have a clear target for his barbs, and that would be much worse. It was better if he thought it didn't bother her.

She managed to laugh, rolling her eyes.

"Oh really Nathan! Okay, here we go!!"


And with that, she bent her head and began to lick his cock from balls to tip, kissing and nibbling the length of his shaft, sucking his balls, one by one into her mouth, and massaging them with her tongue, before she licked the length of his rod. She took his cock head into her mouth, just the bare tip, and she allowed her hot breath to play across his sensitive flesh, sucking in cool air, and probing the slit in the head with her tongue. She blew a long stream of cool air, dancing it over his cock head, before she sucked his shaft deep in her mouth, her fingers playing with his balls, as she bobbed her head on him, taking him progressively deeper
 
Nathan laid his head back and felt her working his cock to fruitation, his head hot... hard... and ready to go! However he did not want to cum into her mouth... not yet. He grabbed her hair and pulled her off him and said, "No! no... fuck no... not yet..."

She looked puzzled at him and he said, "I have had your mouth... I haven't had the rest of you..." He laid his seat back as far as it would go, his cock erect and straight as a flag pole! He said, "Get on it... ride it..."

She looked a bit shocked when he said that. He was the largest of the three men and to be honest, he could see her eyes looking fown on his shaft gauging whether or not she could take him into her.

He lifted both armrests and said, "He is getting cold... Warm him... now..."

He watched her stand up and crawl up over his shaft, spreading her legs out so that her knees rested in the sides of the seat. She moved her hand to his shaft and he felt it tingling from just her touch. She directed it towards her tunnel... which was mostly wet and ready to use. He felt her hips lower down onto him and his cock slide to the head inside her.

He watched her as she leaned forward, putting her hands on his chest and then inch by inch slide down his shaft, spreading her tunnel further and further... He had a slightly different feature about his cock that most men did not. Most men's shafts were straight, thin and long. His was long, moderate in width, but it flared a bit. So the further she went down on him... the wider her tunnel would get...

He felt her come to a stop on him... 7 of hte 10 inches inside her. She clenched down on him and he looked at her, slapping her face enough to sting and said, "Keep going..." She hestitated and so he grabbed her hips... and thrust her down on him!!! She was forced to take the entire 10 inches in her and it was evident from her face, that it was not pleasant... at least... not yet...
 
While she had not been dwelling on it, it had not occured to her that she would be fucking Nathan! Yes, she had sucked him off that first day, but since then, their relationship had been plutonic and businesslike. She had thought that perhaps the odd blowjob might come into it, but beyond that, she had thought he was not overly interested in her.

She was shocked when instead of pushing her head down on him, forcing her to take him to the root as she shot down her throat, he stopped her, demanding that she ride him.

She stood up, and crawled up the length of his body, straddling his hips, and working his cock into her. She was wet, and it would not have been possible otherwise, but he was wide, and she had to keep bouncing to take him, incrementally further each time, until he bottomed out.

"Keep going..."

Those two words, the only warning she had before he grabbed her hips and forced her down as he thrust upward, impaling her, making her take him to the hilt.

She screamed! He had been pressed against her cervix, and now, another three inches driving in, forced her womb to tilt, and her tunnel to stretch still further, to accommodate him.

"Oh Fuck!!" She was panting, trying to keep the tears at bay, as she felt as though she was being ripped apart inside. She was trying to lift up on him, not to fuck him, but to relieve the pressure, and her enterance felt as though it had reached, and surpassed its elastic limit. How did he ever get women????

She glared at him, thinking to herself that hopefully he had no interest whatsoever in anal sex, because there was no way on earth she could accommodate that without suffering severe damage!
 
Nathan gave her hips a bit of reprieve and felt her slide back up the shaft a bit! Nathan watched her as she started moving up and down his pole... and her realized she was just going through the motions rather than showing any enthusiasm what so ever...

He watched her trying to fuck him but to be honest, he had more enthusiasm from a hooker than her. He yawned a couple of times which only made her irritated....

Nathan finally said, "You know. If this is any thing like you fucked Keith... then holy fuck you must be a boring fuck in bed." He slapped her tits again and again... then slapped her face! He said, "Focus cunt! Fuck it like you mean it!!"

She was appalled, embarassed, humiliated and it was exactly like he wanted her. She started fucking him again... harder... with more intensity... and as she did, he watched her face changed from annoyed ... to turned on... to finding herself on the verge of climax herself! And the more she fucked him, the looser she got... and the deeper she went!!!

When she let out a scream... he felt her body clench down on him... and her juices exploded on his shaft!!! He watched her eyes turn towards him and realized... he was done with her! He shifted her to the side... and forced her to her hands and knees... grabbing her hands behind her back and pierced her again! He took all control as he started fucking ehr again!!!!

This time he controlled how deep it went in and found himself plunging to the hilt. He fucked her into one... then two... then three... four orgasms... before he finally swells up inside her... and shoots his load inside her!

He pulled out even and shot load after load onto her back and inner thighs!!! It was exactly how it should be!!!! He smiled and said, "And now... hole three... and my personal favorite..."

He pushed his head towards her rectum and saw her eyes shift and look at him, wiggling her ass back and forth to avoid him. He stopped and said, "You know what? No..." He moved to the seat next to her, letting her fall onto the seat she was in and let her eyes watch him. He said, "No... I will save that one for next time. Yeah... next time..."
 
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