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The Conspiracy Upended

5/1/2005

The story of a set-up that didn't go as she expected,
but was just what she needed.
<br>
<br>
<br>
The work week was finally over ‒ Friday and time for cutting
up with some friends at our local bar, as was our custom on
most Friday nights. I was sitting on the sofa when a knock
came on the door. It was my friend Bob who lived next door
with his wife. Bob worked at the same place I did.
<br>
I opened the door and said "Come on in. Want a beer?"
<br>
"Sure."
<br>
So I took a couple of cold ones from the fridge.
<br>
"Will I see you and Emma later?" I asked.
<br>
"Yeah, and that's what I came to talk to you about, "
said Bob. "The women have launched a conspiracy and
it involves you directly."
<br>
"How's that?"
<br>
"I'll take a lot of shit from my wife if she ever
finds out I told you, but the women have arranged it so that
you are left alone with Lynne tonight."
<br>
Lynne was one of the secretaries from my office, and although
good looking, she was a little too conservative for my taste
and never really let loose. However, it had also become
apparent that she had been trying to get a date with me for
several months.
<br>
"Then I guess I'll find a reason to leave early
or not go at all, " I said.
<br>
"That's not a good idea ‒ Emma will figure out
I told you and then my nuts will be in the wringer!"
<br>
"OK, I'll hang around, but she'll be disappointed.
I just don't have that much interest in her, she's
too reserved for me. I mean she's OK socially and can
be fun when we're doing things as a group, but you know
the kind of women I date. They're more into partying
and not afraid of sex."
<br>
"Oh get off it! You know she's not a virgin and
that whenever you're around she gets so wet she needs
to sit on a bucket."
<br>
"That may be, but I can't imagine sex with her
as anything but boring - strictly the missionary position."
<br>
"I think you're going about it all wrong. Call
her bluff. Maybe she just needs someone to show her some
new tricks."
<br>
"I don't know if I have that kind of patience."
<br>
"Listen, just stay cool and let her come to you. You
can always let her know you're not interested in one
way or another. But at least this way, I stay out of trouble
and you can bring it to an end tonight and not have to deal
with it again."
<br>
"You're right. But tell me how the women have
conspired to arrange it."
<br>
"My wife had to tell me because we're going to
make up some bullshit story about promising to meet some
relatives who came in to visit for the weekend. Jane will
develop a headache so she and her husband will have to leave.
Joan will call later to say that Mike's flight is delayed
and she doesn't want to go out alone. The others just
won't show."
<br>
"Got it."
<br>
"Thanks for the beer, I'd better get home before
my wife suspects something."
<br>
After Bob left, I began thinking about what he had said and
I began to form a plot of my own. If Lynne wanted to get me alone,
I would make it a challenge and make certain that it was on
my terms. Once I got some ideas and figured out what I would
say, I went out to pick up a few items that would be needed
if she agreed. If it failed, then the twenty bucks would
be worth preventing further complications.
<br>
I arrived at the bar around 8 o'clock. Bob and Emma had
already arrived, but no one else from the usual crowd.
<br>
"Hi George! How are you?" said Emma with a little
too much enthusiasm.
<br>
"I'm good, but I need a drink. Who else is coming
tonight?"
<br>
"Just Jane and Bill ...and Lynne., " said Emma.
" Joan called and said Mike was late so they're
not coming. I don't know what anyone else is doing."
<br>
So I ordered a beer and grabbed a barstool. Soon Jane and
Bill arrived and Emma took Jane aside. I didn't hear
what they said, but they kept glancing in my direction.
<br>
Bob sat down next to me and asked, "So what did you decide?"
<br>
"I think its best if I kept that my secret, although
you could hear some strange talk about me on Monday, depending
on how my plan goes."
<br>
"Good. I don't like the girls thinking they can
put one over on the guys."
<br>
Just then Lynne walked in. I was relieved to see she was in
a skirt and blouse as these would fit nicely into my plan.
She immediately headed to Jane and Emma. Again, they talked
in hushed tones so it was hard to hear, but I did manage to
hear Jane say, "It's all arranged." I noticed
Lynne start to smile.
<br>
I leaned over and loudly asked if I could get Lynne a drink.
All the women got smug expressions on their faces and Lynne
gave me an enthusiastic yes. So I ordered her a Seabreeze
(the same thing she always drank). When the drink arrived
she walked over, took it and went back to talking with the
women. After about ten minutes they came over and joined
the guys.
<br>
Lynne came up to me and asked, "Would you get me another
drink please?"
<br>
I was very surprised as she usually nursed about two drinks
over the entire evening.
<br>
"Sure, no problem."
<br>
Lynne took the drink and remained standing next to me.
<br>
Just then, Emma said to Bob, "Don't you think
it's time for us to go to your dad's house?"
<br>
"Leaving so soon?" I said.
<br>
"Yeah, " said Bob, "some nitwit relatives
of mine are down from New York and my mom insisted that we
stop by to visit. What a waste of a perfectly good night.
I'd much rather be here where there should be some excitement."
<br>
Bam! Emma whacked Bob on the arm. "It won't be
that bad and I like your aunt. Good night everyone!"
As Bob and Emma headed towards the door, I could here Emma
saying something to Bob about "ruining everything."
<br>
For the next fifteen minutes, those of us remaining started
talking about the weekend and what each of us were planning.
When I asked Lynne if she had any plans, she said no, but was
hoping something would come up, otherwise just doing laundry,
cleaning her apartment and "reading one of her stupid
romance novels.". She then turned and took a long
swig of her drink.
<br>
Jane then took Bill aside, after which Bill anounced, "Jane's
getting a headache, she didn't sleep well last night,
so I guess we're headed home."
<br>
"Too bad." I said, "Looks like no sex for
you tonight." Lynne blushed, while the rest of us
enjoyed the time-honored joke. "See you Monday,
Bill." They left with the usual good byes.
<br>
I finished my beer, turned to Lynne and said, "Looks
like the night's ending early. I think I'll go
home and catch the end of the Yankees game."
<br>
"Don't go!" she blurted out and lightly
grabbed my arm. Quickly composing herself, she said, "What
I mean is I've still got half my drink left and I don't
want to finish it alone. How about if I buy you a beer?"
<br>
"Sure, but I hope you're not trying to get me drunk
so you can take advantage of me."
<br>
"The thought has crossed my mind." She took
another long drink, almost finishing it.
<br>
"It will take more than a few beers to do that. A lot
more."
<br>
"What do you mean?"
<br>
"It's a long story. I thought we were just gonna
finish these drinks and head our separate ways. Are you
certain you have the time?"
<br>
"I don't have any plans for tonight, so I have
the time."
<br>
"OK. In that case, let's get you another drink,
so you won't get thirsty." I ordered another
round and began, "First I need your promise that what
I tell remains strictly between us."
<br>
"OK, I promise."
<br>
"Also, just listen to what I have to say and don't
stop me until I have finished." She nodded in agreement,
as I continued, "It's been pretty obvious that
you've been trying to get a date with me for some time,
but have you ever wondered why I haven't asked?"
<br>
"Almost daily, " she replied very softly.
<br>
"The reason is that I doubt if we'd be compatible
on a physical level. I'm not some gallant romantic
who will ride in and sweep you off your feet as I imagine the
heroes in your romance novels do. I'm much more basic
than that. You've heard about or seen some of the women
I've dated and must know that I go more for women a little
on the trashy side. I'm not the lovey-dovey type. I
expect a woman to be my personal slut and sex slave.."
<br>
"But.."
<br>
"Hold on, I'm not finished." I took several
swallows of beer to calm myself and build my courage to continue.
Lynne did the same with her drink, although she had a sort
of deer in the headlights look.
<br>
"Anyway, Lynne, it really becomes a question of not
only if you think you might want to try this, but whether
you can willing give yourself to me in that way and be ready
to follow my commands as far as sex is concerned. In public,
we would be just another average looking couple, although
you would have to dress in a sexier, more revealing style."
<br>
Another slug of beer. "Now before you give me an answer,
I want you to think about it carefully. I'm going to
the mens' room. When I get back, if you're still
here, that will mean yes. BUT... there will be a test before
we leave to make certain I am convinced of your commitment.
If you're not here, that means no, and we can forget
this conversation ever happened, along with any possibility
of our dating."
<br>
"What will the test be?"
<br>
I couldn't believe my ears. Could she actually be considering
staying?
<br>
"I cannot tell you. You've got to be ready to accept
your position, but you can trust that it will be relatively
simple, although you may find it a bit disconcerting - if
I know you like I think I do."
<br>
With that, I got up and walked to the back of the bar towards
the head. My pulse was racing as I couldn't really believe
I had just given my ultimatum, and even more, Lynne had actually
sat and listened to the whole thing without storming out
or, worse, tossing a drink in my face. Because of the alcove
at the entrance of the men's room, I could catch a glimpse
of the bar as I entered. She was still there. I took several
deep breaths and then a much needed piss.
<br>
As I left the head, I again used the alcove to look into the
bar. So far, so good; she was still there. I had to watch for
a minute and enjoy her anticipation as she sat fidgeting
on the bar stool and taking quick, nervous sips of her drink.
I headed back to the bar. She saw me and smiled, although
there was some fear in her eyes.
<br>
"I must admit I'm surprised that you're
still here, but it's a very pleasant surprise, "
I said and then gave her a full deep kiss. She responded in
kind.
<br>
"Now it's time for your test Lynne. Are you sure
you want to go on?"
<br>
"I think so, " she said. "I'm nervous
and excited all at the same time. I can't seem to stop
shaking and my heart's pounding."
<br>
"Try to relax. Take some deep breaths. I am hoping
tonight will be very pleasurable for both of us, but it's
more than your heart that will get pounded tonight. Now,
what you must do is go into the ladies room and bring me back
your underwear, both the bra and the panties."
<br>
"Do I have to? People will know I'm not wearing
a bra and this skirt is too short to go without my underwear."
<br>
"Your choice. Either you do and soon we'll go
back to my house, or I go home alone now. Besides, do you think
anybody else in here really knows what you're doing,
let alone, cares?"
<br>
"What should I do with my ...things.. when they're
off?"
<br>
"Just put them in your purse and bring them to me. NOW
GO!"
<br>
Lynne got up and went to the ladies' room. She walked
a little unsteadily. I just wondered if it was the drinks
or her anxiety, but probably both. About five minutes later
she came back, her stride shorter than usual and looking
around to see if anyone noticed the difference. By the way
she was acting, you'd have thought she walked out naked.
I liked the way her tits jiggled as she walked, 34B came to
mind.
<br>
"Well, have a seat, " I said. "Let's
have another round and then we'll go."
<br>
"I'd rather stand, but I could use another drink."
<br>
"No, you'll sit on that barstool. If you're
so scared, just get on carefully and keep yourself facing
the bar, " She awkwardly slid onto the bar stool.
<br>
The drinks came and Lynne immediately took a long pull on
hers.
<br>
I turned to her and said, "That wasn't so bad now
was it? It's all in your head ‒ no one in here has even
looked our way. Although I must say your tits look much better
free than confined."
<br>
Lynne leaned up against the bar and blushed. She folded
one arm across her chest and used her other hand to take another
drink.
<br>
"OK, now give me your underwear."
<br>
She handed me her purse and said, "Please be discreet."
<br>
I held her purse under the bar. Taking them one at a time,
wadded in my hand, I stuck them in my jacket pocket. I noticed
her panties were slick with her juices. I rubbed my nose
to get whiff of my fingers ‒ definitely pussy juice.
<br>
"Alright then, I've finished my beer, why don't
you finish your drink and we'll go."
<br>
"What about my car?"
<br>
"We'll leave it here and fetch it in the morning."
<br>
As I drove through the dark night, I said, "Unbutton
your blouse and show me your tits."
<br>
"I couldn't, some one might see."
<br>
I pulled the car to a stop on the shoulder. "This is
the last time I'm going to tell you. You do as I say or
we can go back to your car and forget this whole thing. Besides,
it's pitch black out so no one except me will see. That's
the fun. It seems so naughty and dangerous, but it's
really safe. You can trust me that I will never put you in
an unsafe position, I promise. Let yourself go and enjoy
the excitement. God knows you certainly need it. Now are
you ready to go on?"
<br>
"Yes."
<br>
I started out again and Lynne began unbuttoning her blouse
without further instruction.
<br>
"Open it wide, I want to see all of your tits."
I periodically glanced at her, but kept my concentration
on the road and on making Lynne get accustomed to showing
me her body. "Now, play with your tits, rub them, pull
on the nipples, show me what feels good."
<br>
"I..."
<br>
"DO IT. NOW!"
<br>
She started rubbing them softly, then slowly began to play
with her nipples, lightly flicking them with her fingertips,
as her breathing became more rapid with occasional gasps.
<br>
I then pulled into the driveway.
<br>
"Don't button your blouse, just follow me in."
<br>
I took her into the living room and dimmed the lights just
enough so that we could still see each other.
<br>
"Now that we are alone, I will give you the rules of
how to conduct yourself when we are here alone. Get on your
knees here in front of me." She knelt. I picked up the
velvet choker I had purchased earlier and put it on her neck.
"When I put this on you, you are in your sex slave mode.
While wearing it, when I give you an order, you will carry
it out immediately and reply by saying 'Yes Sir.'
You will be known as 'Slut.' Do you agree and understand?"
<br>
"Yes. I mean yes, sir"
<br>
"That's good. Now stand up. When referring to
parts of your body, you will only use tits, cunt, ass, and
asshole. Do you understand, Slut?"
<br>
I think she gasped slightly when I said asshole, but did
not give any other alarm, and replied, "Yes sir."
<br>
"Good. Now what are these, slut?" I grabbed
one her tits lightly in each hand.
<br>
"Tits."
<br>
"Tits, who?"
<br>
"Tits, sir"
<br>
"Much better". I reached under her skirt and
rubbed her cunt, sliding my fingers in her moist lips. She
nearly collapsed as I found her clit. "Now what is
this, Slut?" <br>
"Cunt, sir."
<br>
I walked behind her, raised her skirt and grabbed an ass
with both hands. "This?"
<br>
"Ass, sir."
<br>
"Now bend over and spread your ass for me."
<br>
She hesitated, so I gave her a quick slap across each asscheek.
<br>
"Ow!"
<br>
"Disobedience is not allowed and will be dealt with
by a firm spanking. Remember rule number one: all orders
are to be followed immediately. Now bend over and spread
your ass with both hands, Slut."
<br>
She leaned forward and tentatively pulled open her ass.
<br>
"Now hold that position.” I rubbed her asshole. She
shivered. "What's this?"
<br>
"Asshole, sir."
<br>
"Excellent. Let's review."
<br>
"Tits, sir. Cunt, sir. Ass, sir. Asshole sir."
<br>
"Now kneel. While in your collar, your body belongs
to me. Your tits, your mouth, your cunt, your ass and your
asshole are mine. Do you agree?"
<br>
"Yes, sir."
<br>
"Who do you tits belong to Slut?"
<br>
"They belong to you sir."
<br>
"How did I tell you to call them? And refer to yourself
as slut."
<br>
"This slut's tits belong to you sir."
<br>
"Your mouth?"
<br>
"This slut's mouth belongs to you, sir."
<br>
"Your cunt?"
<br>
"This slut's cunt belongs to you, sir."
<br>
"Your ass?"
<br>
"This slut's ass belongs to you, sir."
<br>
"Your asshole?"
<br>
"This slut's a..a..ass..."
<br>
"Say it, slut!"
<br>
"This slut's asshole belongs to you, sir."
<br>
"Very good. Now stay where you are. I think you need
a reward." <br>
Part III
<br>
I walked over to the sofa and sat down. "As your reward,
I will let you suck my cock. Would you like to suck my cock?"
<br>
"Yes, sir."
<br>
"Now ask me nicely, what would my little slut like."
<br>
"Please sir, may your little slut suck your cock?"
<br>
"Yes, slut, you may."
<br>
She started to rise. "No, crawl over here, like a good
slut."
<br>
She crawled over and sat on her knees by my feet.
<br>
"Now, open my pants and take out my cock. That's
it. Kiss the head. Now suck on the head and make me hard."
Damn she was good! It didn't take long for my cock to
become fully engorged. "Now fuck my cock with your
mouth. Show me how much of it you can take. Eventually, I
will expect you to learn to take it all, but you will get lots
of practice." Her head bobbed up and down on my cock
enthusiastically, several times she pushed down too hard
and gagged, but never stopped. I could feel the cum boiling
and ready to burst. "I'm going to come. Pump my
cock with your hand and spray it into you mouth." Lynne
started jerking me off and holding her mouth near the end
of my cock. Come started spurting, she kept pumping and
only some went in her mouth, the rest on her nose and chin.
Long gobs hung on her face. "Slut, wipe the come from
your face and swallow it."
<br>
After Lynne had gotten the cum off her face, I told her to
crawl into the bedroom, pull back the sheets, get undressed
and lay face up on the bed with her legs spread wide. I would
be along shortly. I watched her crawl down the hall. Nice
ass, I thought. I went into the bathroom, filled a bowl with
hot water, and gathered up the tray I had prepared ‒ scissors,
shave cream, a razor, and a mirror. I covered it all with
a towel. She was going to get her cunt shaved to further mark
her as my slave.
<br>
I entered the bedroom and found Lynne laying on the king
sized bed with her legs slightly parted. Her eyes were closed.
She had quite a good body with firm tits, the nipples nicely
erect, a slim waist and attractively long legs. "I
said your legs were to be spread wide. Now do it, slut., or
do I need to spank you ass to get cooperation?"
<br>
"No sir." She slowly spread her legs. I could
see her pubic hair and cunt lips glisten with moisture.
<br>
"Now bend your knees. That's it. Looks like your
cunt is very wet, isn't it slut?"
<br>
"Yes, sir. My cunt is very wet."
<br>
"I like wet cunts, but I don't like them hairy,
so we'll take care of that now."
<br>
Her eyes flew open and she saw the tray in my hand. "What
is all that?...sir?"
<br>
I removed the towel from the tray.
<br>
"It's scissors, shave cream, a razor and cocoa
butter. I'm going to shave your cunt bald so you have
a constant reminder of your servitude. I will do it for you
this one time, but after that, it is your responsibility
to keep it that way. Of course, if you have trouble, you can
always beg for my help. Do you promise to keep your cunt shaved
for me?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, I promise to keep my cunt shaved."
<br>
"Good. Now raise your ass so I can slide this towel
underneath you." She lifted her ass and I spread out
the towel underneath her. First, I took the scissors and
closely trimmed the hair. When I pulled on her pubes to get
the scissors close, she moaned softly. I then lathered
her cunt and shaved it bare. My pulling her lips during this
obviously aroused her further, as more juice appeared
and rolled down to her asshole.
<br>
"Now, bring your knees up to your tits so I can finish
around your asshole, I don't like hair on that either."
I finished shaving, wiped the remaining shave cream away,
and then rubbed on the cocoa butter. "This will help
keep the skin soft and help prevent any razor burn."
Picking up the mirror from the tray, I said, "Now look
at your cunt. This is how it must look from now on. You can
put your legs down."
<br>
"It's time for you to entertain me. Take one hand
and play with your tits and with the other, finger fuck your
cunt. I want you to show me what feels good and cum for me."
<br>
Slightly hesitantly, one hand moved to her tits, while
the other began to rub her clit.
<br>
"That's it spread your cunt juice around. Now
fuck you cunt with your fingers."
<br>
Lynne took two fingers and began to slowly fuck herself.
In less than a minute her speed increased and she started
moaning loudly. She pulled harder on her nipples. Her hips
bucked and twitched as the orgasm washed over her. When
she finally wound down and began to relax, I removed my clothes.
Her performance had made my cock to begin to getting hard
again. I moved up the bed and knelt by her face. "Would
you like to suck my cock some more?"
<br>
"Yes, sir."
<br>
"Open wide and look me in the eyes while you suck."
Her eyes shined with lust as I worked my cock in and out of
her mouth. "Do you like sucking my cock?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, I love sucking your cock." <br>
When she had gotten me hard again, I asked "Do you want
me to fuck your juicy cunt with my cock?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, please fuck my juicy cunt with your cock."
<br>
I rolled onto my back. "OK slut climb on and ride my
cock. Tell me to fuck that hot, juicy cunt while you play
with your tits."
<br>
Lynne knelt over my cock and put it up to her cunt. I slid in
very easily. "Fuck my hot, juicy cunt." she
said as her hands came up to her tits.
<br>
"Now pinch and pull on your nipples and keep telling
me to fuck you. Keep your eyes on mine"
<br>
She vigorously began to pull on her nipples and started
rambling, "Fuck my hot juicy cunt....fuck my cunt...
fuck.. cunt...." The look in her eyes was fantastic,
alternating between lustily looking at me and rolling
up in her head. I took my hands and started caressing her
ass, "Oh yes...fuck my cunt...squeeze my ass."
My hand wandered closer and closer to her asshole while
she rode more cock more and more vigorously. When I finally
began lightly stroking her asshole, she fell forward onto
my chest. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." she cried.
I lubed a finger with her juice and slowly inserted the tip
into her asshole. Lynne started rocking back and forth
on my cock, as another orgasm took control. When it subsided,
she sat back up on me. Her chest and tits showing a deep pink
flush and her eyes were a little glassy, with a contented
grin on her face.
<br>
"Did my little slut have a good cum?"
<br>
"Oh yes....sir. I had never experienced anything
like it."
<br>
"But your not done yet, slut. Get on your hands and
knees and get ready to have your asshole fucked.."
<br>
"But, sir, I have never done that. I'm afraid
it will hurt."
<br>
"There's a first time for everything, and if
you follow my instructions it should become pleasurable,
although it may be a little painful at first. Hasn't
my little slut enjoyed everything so far?"
<br>
"Well, yes, sir, but I am still scared."
<br>
"But that same fear has eventually given you many
pleasures tonight, so get on your hands and knees with you
ass high in the air."
<br>
"Yes, sir."
<br>
Lynne got on all fours as I knelt behind and opened the lube.
I dribbled a little on her ass crack and let if flow over her
asshole. The cool fluid gave her s light chill as I began
to rub it around her asshole, which tightened immediately.
"How does this feel my little slut?"
<br>
"Good sir, but also strange."
<br>
"I'll do this slowly, starting with my fingers
to help you get loose. Try to relax, keeping yourself tight
will make it more painful. I'll work on your cunt at
the same time to make that easier."
<br>
I put some more lube on my finger and started to gently tease
the opening of her ass. With my other hand I started to rub
her clit and cunt lips. Soon, Lynne started rocking back
and forth to the rhythm of my fingers, so I started to slightly
penetrate her ass. There was some initial resistance but
soon I had worked up to the first knuckle. Very slowly, I
started to work in and out of her ass while she continued
to rock her hips.
<br>
"Feel good, my little slut?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, surprisingly so."
<br>
I started to ease my finger a little deeper into her asshole
with each stroke, but she continued to maintain her rhythm.
She had definitely relaxed, so I put lube on a second finger
and started to work it in with the first.
<br>
"Mmmm. I'm really starting to enjoy this, "
said Lynne.
<br>
"Didn't I tell you that you would, my little slut?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, but I was not convinced."
<br>
I now had two fingers in her ass up to the second knuckle,
so it was time for her to experience the real thing.
<br>
"I'm going to fuck you asshole with my cock now.
While I get ready, I want you to rub your cunt. I'm going
to make my cock very slippery and when I put it up to your asshole,
you will push back and ease it in on your own."
<br>
Lynne started frigging her cunt and I placed the head of
my cock up to her asshole. She pushed back slightly. "Ugh..ugh...I
don't know if I can get it in." she said, so I grabbed
her hips and started pushing until the head was in. Damn
she was tight. "Oh...ow...it feels so big!"
<br>
"Just keep fingering your cunt and let your asshole
adjust. I won't go too fast."
<br>
After a while I could feel the grip on my cock loosen, so I
started to push in a little more. I could hear the intensity
of her breathing increase, so I slowly fucked her ass with
the first couple of inches.
<br>
"Feeling better my slut? Ready for more?"
<br>
"Yes, sir, it does feel good. I think I can take more,
but please go slow."
<br>
I kept fucking her ass with slow strokes, and every few strokes
pushed in a little deeper. After a few minutes, I had entered
her fully, and could feel her hand on her cunt brush against
my balls. I stopped fucking her and said, "My whole
cock is in your asshole now, so it wasn't so bad, was
it?"
<br>
"No sir.."
<br>
"So my little slut, look back at me and start fucking
my cock with you ass. Keep working your cunt with your hand."
<br>
Lynne slowly started riding my cock, only moving a few inches
on each stroke, but gradually finding how to move my entire
length in and out of her ass.
<br>
"Faster, slut." I held her hips and helped increase
the pace. My cock felt so good in her tight ass that I knew
I would not last much longer
<br>
"Oh...ugh..OH god I'm coming!" she cried,
so I really started slamming her with each stroke and a monstrous
orgasm took hold of me. I pressed my cock in as deep as possible
and immediately started shooting blasts of cum deep in
her ass.
<br>
As we both began catching our breaths, I again started to
slowly work my shrinking cock in her ass. It felt so good
I didn't want to stop, but eventually it popped out.
Lynne collapsed onto her stomach and let out a long deep
sigh.
<br>
"Roll over slut, " I said somewhat weakly,
my legs feeling like Jell-O. I moved up the bed, kissed her
gently on the lips and began removing her collar.
<br>
"You don't have to take it off me, sir."
<br>
"But I want to." <br>
"All right, but don't wait too long to put it back
on."
<br>
I placed the collar on the night stand and turned out the
light.
<br>
We spooned against on another and fell into a deep sleep
while gently caressing each other.
<br>
Epilogue:
<br>
About a year later, I'm sanding at the alter and Lynne
is walking down the aisle. She proceeds up to me and I raise
her vale. I see she is wearing a white velvet collar under
the lace of her gown. I know this was not original part of
the gown. As we turn to face the minister, she whispers,
"I hope this collar works as well in white, sir."

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