Betrayal Ch. 02

She wondered now, if he had seen the changes that had come over her, over the next few weeks? It seemed that, night after night, "Master Marcus" repeatedly wanted her to perform. She was lost in his world of depraved requests. There seemed to be no end to the things he wanted her to do, or those she would do!

She had just sent Brent off to work with a kiss. They had shared a few minutes having sex after the kids had gone to sleep. It felt good to her, to have something real inside of her, after all the nights of dildos, and anything else that Marcus told her to use. She knew he was waiting for her, like he always was. She logged on naked, as she had been instructed, her "Toys" neatly arranged to give her easy access to any he deemed appropriate.

Marcus was there, waiting for her. "Hello slave! I've been waiting. It's not good to make me wait!" he said without emotion. She felt the knot in her stomach tighten at the thought of displeasing him. She eagerly told him about what had delayed her from getting there.

"I apologize Sir, my husband wanted to make love to me! I did my best to hurry him along, so I could get here on time!" she admitted demurely. She hoped that her reason would be enough, and he wouldn't be upset with her.

"Well, it seems we have a problem then slave!" he sounded wounded. She heard the hurt as clear as day in his voice. She quickly decided to do whatever he wanted, to take away the pain she seemed to have caused him. She wanted only to hear his approval. She waited for him to speak again, hoping she could make him feel proud of her again!

The next sentence she heard rocked her world as if she had been pole-axed! "You have hurt me badly slave! I do not think we should continue this anymore!" She was stunned; her world seemed to be crashing down around her ears. The sound of that statement nearly ripped her soul apart! She felt as if she was falling apart.

Without even thinking she said, "Please Sir, I'll do anything you tell me. How can I make this up to you? I'll do anything!" She was nearly in tears at the thought of him deserting her! She felt as if she would be lost without him. "Please Sir, what can I do?"

Marcus told her in an even, yet firm voice, "Meet me tonight! I don't care how you do it, just meet me tonight! At the Mall, the west side men's room, in one hour. Just wear that long white T-shirt and a belt. Wear whatever shoes you like but, no underwear understand? If you are late, or do not show up, I will be finished with you!" The last statement held a note of finality that hurt her to the core.

She quickly called Brent's sister, telling her that she needed to go to her friend's house to watch her kids, because her husband needed to go to the hospital. Shannon quickly agreed, and hoped he would be ok! She felt guilty deceiving her sister-in-law. Yet the need to do what Marcus had told her was over-powering! She quickly dressed as she had been instructed, and headed to her appointed meeting.

"She was finally going to get to meet Marcus!" The excitement of that made her so excited, she was already feeling the beginnings of an orgasm coming on. She wondered what the man would look like? Would his appearance match the voice that had so ensnared her? Her hardened nipples pressed against the fabric of the long cotton sleep-shirt she wore. She had never gone naked out of her house before. The thought of being so exposed in public was something she would never have considered doing, with Brent! She wondered how she now, so freely did it for Marcus?

As she made her way to the bathroom Marcus had instructed her to, she wondered at why he had chosen a public bathroom? She didn't really care, she would meet wherever he instructed her to, and she would gladly obey, if it gave her a chance to finally meet him!

She looked up and down the empty hall, and entered the Men's room, as she had been instructed to. She felt no need to worry, because she knew Marcus would protect her! He would never let anything happen to his prize slave! She ducked in without anyone noticing her!

There beside the washstand stood a tall, well muscled man. In shape and size, he was nearly Brent's twin She smiled at all the similarities. He had closely cropped hair, where Brent was shaved bald. He had a slight tan, where Brent was dark from the long days spent under the glare of the sun. His eyes were where the similarity stopped! Where Brent's eyes were soft and brown, Marcus' eyes seemed penetrating, and of the deepest blue, she had ever seen. Those eyes seemed to pierce her to the very marrow of her soul!

"Master?" she said almost in a whisper. His eyes were harder than granite, seemingly looking through her. She felt the tremors of an uncalled for orgasm, rip silently through her. The wetness of her excitement slowly made it's way down her inner thighs. She felt a slight embarrassment at her own bodies' willingness to act so wanton. She reflexively squeezed her knees together hoping to stem the flow of her orgasm. His voice rang out like a melody as he said, "Hello slave!" Her knee's nearly melted at the voice of her Master. The flow she had hoped to stop from her soggy womanhood, now began in earnest to flow. She felt the urge to fuck this man, in any way he requested without question. She knew any depravity he wanted was but a moment away. She would do anything he wanted, and she knew it!

She began to walk towards Marcus. His raised hand stopped her in her tracks. His eyes held her as if rooted to the tile floor of the bathroom. He looked as if she had stabbed him, his face showed so much hurt. She felt the desire to erase that look hit her. There was nothing she would not do to make him happy with her, so she could see him smile for her! The need to please him was something she no longer understood or cared to.

"I had hoped our first meeting would be as pleasing for me, as it surely would have been for you! Yet now here you are before me, with the results of another man plainly visible on your legs!" his voice commanded her to look at where his eyes now looked. She saw immediately what he had referred to. Kelly had a river of cum, running down her legs. Both hers and Brent's! She was shocked at the sight, "Why didn't I clean up before I left?" she grimaced to herself. Then looked back at Marcus' face with abject horror.

"Please Sir, I just came as fast as I could. I didn't want you to be mad at me for being late!" she pleaded with him. He looked at her with a look of disgust. She almost broke out in tears at the sight! Her head swam at ways to make up for her affront to him. "I'll do whatever you ask Sir, please don't be mad at me!" she sobbed.

"Will you now?" he said. "Then begin by removing that shirt, so that I can see you for real and with no distractions!" She did not hesitate in the slightest, and slipped the shirt quickly over her head, belt and all! She was now completely exposed to Marcus and any other man that chanced to walk in the bathroom. Yet she stood her ground, hoping that her nakedness pleased him. She now just wanted to feel his touch, feel the warmth of his caress. The bliss of him filling her with the cock she knew she would love, without having ever seen it. She wanted to be used by him now, in any way he wanted!

She stood tall and proud as she felt his eyes trace the length of her nude body. She was still in almost the same shape she had been prior to having the boys. Her five foot six, medium frame held the soft roundness of her body well. She still had somewhat full 36D tits, which were only now beginning to show the effects of gravity. The wide nearly silver dollar sized brownness, that surrounded her inch long nipples, only made them even more tender to the touch. She admitted having a somewhat fuller shape than she once had, but it complimented her full ass.

She was proud of the way she had kept up her looks, she had taken to keeping herself shaved, as it made her even more sensitive! The lips of her womanhood and the hardness of her clit, as it peeked from its hood, had given Brent years of pleasure, and her as well! She knew that Marcus was enjoying the view as well. The massive bulge that lined his pants was a testament to that! She again felt a surge of pride at his apparent approval.

"Ah, you are more than beautiful slave! Yet I find the need to punish you, for your indiscretion! Put this on!" he held out a blindfold for her to take. She hesitated only briefly, at what he might have in mind. Then took the blindfold and placed it on her own head. She made sure she had it securely in place, so she would not displease him by having it fall off. His voice took on a new tone as he said, "Now you must be punished slave! You will allow whatever happens without so much as a single protest! At the first sign of hesitation, I will leave you here as you are, alone and naked."

She could hear the sound of his feet, and then feel the shifting of the air as he removed her clothing from in front of her. She was now at the mercy of this man, with not even the slightest urge to run. Her excitement built even higher at the lack of her vision. She felt ready to explode again, she was so ready to be his.

"On your knees slut!" he whispered. She obediently obeyed, sinking to the floor of the cold tile floor. She hoped soon to be tasting the cock she had wished for, for so long! She waited with trembling lips as she felt the hot flesh of a cock being pressed to her lips. Without a thought she opened her mouth to receive it. The taste of his wide organ made her moan slightly with anticipation. She opened her mouth wider as he pressed the massive head between her welcoming lips. She felt the mushroom head slip between her lips like a length of top choice sirloin! She eased her mouth open even wider to accept him.

Slowly, almost painfully, she felt as the heavily veined and diamond hard cock slid inch by inch towards her waiting throat. He tasted a bit sweaty, yet not so much so that it was displeasing. As her teeth lightly scraped over the foreskin, she heard him groan slightly. The sound was deeper than she had expected. She wondered if he had somehow changed his tone? Without a second thought she engulfed the length of his cock. The heat of it in her mouth was like an aphrodisiac! She began to bob her head faster and faster, hoping to bring him to a massive orgasm.

She slid her hands up to his hairy ball sack, she had hoped he was shaved like her, and began to caress his balls. The feel of those huge nuts so close to her face drove her to swallow him as deeply as she could. Her head became a slippery casing in which his shaft began driving faster and faster into her mouth. She felt the slippery wetness as her mouth filled with saliva, coating his shaft. He seemed determined to reach an orgasm! She gripped his shaft with her other hand and began pumping his length as she took his cock to the hilt into her waiting mouth. For nearly ten minutes she continued her assault on his cock, awaiting the gooey prize that awaited her.

From somewhere in the depths of her hearing she made out the moan of pleasure she had been waiting for. With a grip of his "huge?" hands, he slammed the length of his cock into her throat. She nearly gagged as he held it there in place. Then he shuttered as he began dumping wad after wad of sticky cum into her throat. She didn't know if she could take all of it! She felt her gag reflex kick in as his endless stream of cum continued. His powerful grip held her head in place with no chance to escape! She hoped that he was nearly done, as she could feel consciousness quickly ebbing away.

Finally, he stepped away from her, grunting with the pearl bridge of his cum between her lips and the cock she held. It was only then that she heard someone else in the room. She nearly froze at the sound of another voice say, "Damn she's good! Think I could get some of that mister?" the voice of a man that sounded in his twenties asked.

The next shock was when Marcus answered from across the room! He was to far away to be part of the body that belonged to the cock presently in her hand! She knew then that she had been deceived, and had just given a perfect stranger her talents! She nearly jumped up as the voice of an old man said, "Thanks sweetie! I'll always remember this bathroom with a smile from now on!

She began to rise, reaching for the blindfold and ready to confront Marcus with this horrendous deception! It was then that she felt the fingers of strong hands grip her shoulders and push her back to the floor. "Stay where you are slave! Your punishment isn't over yet!" She couldn't believe it, as her body sank back down in response to his commands! She shuddered as her own voice replied, "Yes Sir!'

Her mind reeled at what she had just done. She had accepted being used, accepted the fact that a total stranger had used her. And now, she accepted being humiliated even further by remaining on the floor, ready to be used by yet another total stranger! All because she still wanted to please her Master! Now she truly felt lost, and resigned herself to do whatever punishment he dished out, so she wouldn't lose him. She could feel tears beginning to well up, and knew she was never going to be the woman she had once been.

She felt hands slide onto her hips, tenderly kneading her ass cheeks. This had to be the hands of the young man that had asked Marcus' permission to use her. She felt a flush of embarrassment shoot through her as she felt the head of his cock push at her saturated pussy. She relaxed a bit as she felt him easily push his length into her. He was not big by any means, she felt him slide his length into her in one thrust. A moan of unexpected pleasure escaped her lips. He might have been six inches, and thin, yet the unexpectedness of his motion caught her by surprise. She felt her body involuntarily flex back at him. She hadn't imagined the need that had built inside her for getting fucked. She found herself grinding back at him with all her strength.

The young man was a testament to stamina. He began to pound away at her furiously. She knew that he wouldn't last long, and gripped her inner walls to help speed him along in the process. After nearly twenty minutes of this pace she was in a climactic delirium! She heard her screams of pleasure echoing back at her off the walls of the bathroom. She felt wave upon wave of orgasms crash into her wanton body. She didn't care anymore if this was a total stranger, she was in heaven! She heard herself screaming at the young man to fuck her harder. She wanted the orgasm's to never end.

She barely heard the door open, or the sound of the two men as they cried out greedily at the sight of her. She was not even aware as they pulled the young man from in her. It wasn't until she felt the iron grip of another total stranger, grabbing her swinging breasts that she realized, another total stranger was again using her! She no longer cared, she felt the thrust of the new cock with wanton abandon. She moaned as this new stranger slammed into her.

The difference was immediately noticeable! This man knew how to fuck a woman, his powerful thrusts and determined pace quickly brought her to even more rapid-fire orgasms. She was pushing back hard at each of his thrusts. Her pussy was now raw from the abuse it had received tonight! She didn't care, she wanted more. She was not even surprised by the feel and smell of the young mans still hard dick pressing at her lips. She opened her mouth and simply swallowed him to the root!

The two men kept up an amazing pace. She was surprised at the young man's ability to stay hard. She was now determined to correct that! She poured all of her talents into getting him off! Within a few minutes, her determination paid off, as she heard him yell and dump his healthy load into her waiting mouth. Yet another man's seed was added to this mix. She no longer cared as she licked all she could get, cleaning his softening cock. She was the roughly flipped over and pulled on to her newest lover. The force of his cock pounding up at her sent her into a furious orgasm. She could feel her body jerking like a live wire in his grip! She slammed herself repeatedly onto him, skewering herself like a pig. She was beyond any sense of morals now, she just wanted more!

From the recesses of her consciousness, she felt the press of another cock on her tight ass. She had done this with Brent often enough that she quickly relaxed and allowed the cock to make its way in. She was ready for anything now and she wanted it all. She relaxed pushing back into the newest invasion like the whore she was becoming.

The massive head popped past her tiny opening, nearly ripping her apart! Whomever this was had to have a cock the size of a baseball bat! Tears began swelling in her eyes from the sheer pain of its entrance into her. She distantly heard someone screaming in agony. It was as her body began relaxing around the unified fucking she was getting that she realized it was her that was making the animal sound! She could no longer even remember how many times she had cum, and no longer cared, that any stranger that came into the bathroom was fucking her. She had never felt so satisfied before tonight!

It was Marcus voice on top of her back, which brought her somewhat back to reality. "Now my slave you are truly mine!" She nearly fainted as he began madly slamming into her tight ass. Lights began spinning and she swore she could hear laughter as she passed out!

That had been almost a year ago, she remembered. She could almost feel it still, as if it had happened only yesterday. She looked again at Brent's picture on the nightstand. She wished she could somehow take that night back. She missed the warmness of him beside her at night. Another long night awaited her, as she rolled crying between the covers! She had another meeting with Brent, and the boys tomorrow. She needed to at least not look so frantic around them. She pulled the blanket tighter and cried herself to sleep!