Cara Loft - Crypt Detective

"I'm sure you suspected the bankruptcy was the work of The Guild, after all, how could so many things go wrong in just the right order? The truth is that they couldn't by themselves, The Guild paid off dozens of managers and staff in key positions to ensure the companies failure. They are all now well-paid employees of The Guild of course." George Stanton said with a wicked grin on his face.

Suzi shook her head as she spoke again, "You never even recognized me, did you? No, of course not, why would you recognize poor little Suzanne Watson?"

Cara recognized the name instantly, she'd gone to grade school with her, Cara had tormented the scrawny little tomboy just like all the other students. But unlike the others, Cara's father had taken over Suzanne's father's company in a hostile move that left the family nearly penniless.

"Th... that... that wasn't... my fault..." Cara managed to get out once more.

"Nor was it your fault that your great-great-grandfather stole the title of Duke of Norfolk from my family, but alas I cannot take my revenge on him nor can Suzi take revenge on your father. So it is just a happy coincidence that we both get to take it out on you." George Stanton said with the same self-satisfied grin that was on Suzi's face.

"Wh... when I... I get... free..." Cara tried to form a threat but it was weak and not intimidating at all.

"When you get free?" George Stanton chuckled, "What makes you think you are going to get free? This has all been planned down to the most minute detail, including this little interlude."

"Oh yes, that's right Cara. I moved in here two weeks before you arrived and made sure everything was set up perfectly. The Guild had to buy out the previous owner of this condo at quite a premium just so that I could have it. The subsonic subliminal message generator that I placed under my bed right up against the wall wouldn't do any good if it wasn't directed right at you each and every night."

Cara winced at how much planning must have gone into this just as she let out another gasp.

"Yes, The Guild balked at the cost of all this at first. They had suggested a more... direct, solution to the problem. I managed to convince the council that such a move would bring too much attention to The Guild. Then, after your last escapade cost The Guild millions, the last roadblocks were cleared for me. I guess I should thank you for being so dogged in your pursuit." George said, ending with a little chuckle.

"And when Lord Stanton approached me with his plan, well, I just couldn't wait to get started!" Suzi beamed at Cara.

"Bu... but... you did... that to... yourself... just... get even?" Cara stuttered as her hand landed a slap on her tit and her whole body shuttered from the pleasure.

"Oh my dear, no! Why I had done this long before Lord Stanton approached me. Without my family money, I had to make do with what I had after all. No, all that teasing from the children made it very clear to me that you either fit in or get left behind. These were a sweet sixteen present from my father and the rest was just plain old hard work." Suzie said, waving at her tits, "Of course lowering myself to associate with the likes of you... well, there had to be some sacrifices to be made I guess."

"Of course the subsonics could only take you so far. To really get into that pretty little head of yours we needed a more direct route." George said as he tapped the side of his head and Cara instantly knew what the headphones were for.

Not for any kind of pain management, but a more direct route into her mind. And it was true, it had taken them months and months of slow work to get her into a dress and out to a club where she longed to be more like Suzi. But once Suzi had placed the headphones on her after the surgery things progressed much faster. In mere weeks she'd become a complete slut, eager to take any cock that was presented to her.

"Now then Cara, if you ask me very nicely, I'll tell you what's going to happen next." George said as he leaned over towards her, his hands clasped behind his back.

She wasn't sure she wanted to know, but something of her old self managed to bubble up and form the words, "You... you... bastard... tell... tell me!" she managed to get out between gritted teeth.

"Haha, of course Cara, do you recognize this?" he said, whipping his hand from behind him and presenting an envelope to her.

Her eyes widened with recognition of the fancy scrollwork on the invitation, "The Loft Family Charity Masquerade Gala".

She managed to shake her head from side to side, her family had been holding the gala since she was a small girl and there had only been one year where she had not attended, the year she spent in the jungle. And while she was no longer involved in it, she had agreed to let them continue to use the family name for a good cause.

"It's just in a few days and I find myself in need of a plus one. I think a busty bimbo slut like yourself would make a perfect accessory for me to take."

"Oh I agree." Suzi nodded her head, "I think a slut like this one might even get under the table and give you a blow job while the important men are giving their speeches."

Cara was near panic as well as near orgasm as they laughed between themselves.

"Of course, that's just over the next few days. I have longer-term plans for you as well, including our imminent marriage. After all, I do still need to reclaim my family's rightful title. But don't worry, it won't last long. There will be a nice little signing ceremony for the prenup where you agree to get nothing if I divorce you as well granting my existing son the title of Duke of Norfolk."

"You... you won't get... away... Richard!"

"Oh, you mean that nice young man that you went on all of those adventures together with? Well, you went on the adventures, you left him behind in the mansion or RV or whatever you were using as a control room at the time. It turns out that after a half dozen years of leading a man on, only to dump him with nothing but the clothes on his back and no job, does not lend him to be particularly sympathetic to your situation."

"Nugh... nugh.. not my...fault..."

"True, but he didn't know that. Well at least at first. Once The Guild hired him through one of our many fronts, at quite a pay raise I might add, he was much happier about his life in general. By the time he had figured out the truth it was only a matter of letting him in on the plan and assuring him he'd have you to himself for a few weeks once I was done with you of course, to bring him fully on board."

Cara's gasped once more as another pillar of her world collapsed from beneath her. She had always known that Richard had a crush on her, but she never led him on, at least not intentionally. But she had to admit he'd stayed longer than any rational person would have and she had let it go on.

"Ngh.. ugh... ugh!" Cara let out several grunts as she bucked her hips against the dildo, desperate to cum but with no relief in sight.

"Oh goody, she's ready!" Suzi cried out as Cara continued to pound away at her pussy with the dildo.

"Yes, she looks like she is." George replied and sat down on the bed beside Cara.

He reached out and gently took one of her nipples between his thumb and finger, "Now Cara, how does this feel?"

She let out a cry of pure bliss as the pleasure coming from her nipple caused her whole body to spasm again and again until he released it.

She hadn't cum, but it had been so close, "Please... please..." she looked at him, her eyes begging for more as something Suzi had said before rose to the top of her mind, "the magic touch".

Oh god, he had it! Whatever it was, he had it and she knew that if he fucked her she'd be lost forever in the pleasure it would bring.

He smiled at her, "Please what Cara?"

"Please..." she begged, not sure what she was begging for until his hand gently made it's way down from her tits, across her stomach to find her swollen clit awaiting him. As so as he made contact she arched her back, pushing herself on to his hand as hard as she could.

"PLEASE FUCK ME! PLEASE FUCK ME!" she cried out as she flung the dildo across the room, it's useless ministrations lost in a haze of need from the simple touch of his hand.

He mounted her and rode her hard and fast, each thrust wiping away more and more of her old self, replacing it with the new Cara.

The Cara that fucked and sucked any cock that she saw.

The Cara that wiggled her ass and jiggled her tits for any man that would look at her.

The Cara that lived only for her partner's pleasure.

The Cara that didn't have a thought in her head other than how to look pretty and hang on her man's arm.

The Cara that would do anything she was told to because that's what good sluts did.

The Cara that was above all else, a very good slut.

Cara's orgasm burned through her body and mind until she was left alone in her room, cum dripping from her pussy just like the good slut she was.

Chapter 5 - Going Home

Cara pushed her tits out as she smiled, the mask covering her eyes as she hung off of George's arm as they entered the grand ballroom of what had once been her home. Her long pale blue dress, with the built-in corset, squeezed her stomach tight and ended just above her nipples to show off the maximum cleavage she could.

Of course, that thought hadn't crossed her mind as they did so, instead, the only thought that was there was exactly how horny she was. But then again any time she wasn't sucking on a dick or getting fucked, the thought of how horny she was always seemed to make its way to the top of her mind.

She let out a soft giggle and leaned into George's shoulder, in return he leaned his head over to her as well, "How's my little slut doing?" he whispered into her ear.

"I'm so horny George! Can't I suck your cock?" she whispered back and looked up into his eyes as she licked her painted lips.

"Not yet, but soon." he replied and patted her hand as he led her around the room. He introduced simply as 'CL' to several people and she giggled and said hi with a little wave each time. A few of them tried to start a conversation with her but she just jiggled her tits and giggled a bit and they got the message.

Eventually, the entire group of people were ushered to their tables, dinner being ready to serve and George guided her to one of the back tables that had no one else sitting at it.

Waiters brought around dinner, a juicy steak for George and a sparse salad for her, which she spend extra time on, sucking the fork with each leafy green bit she took.

When dessert came, a rich slice of chocolate cake, she used her fork to take the smallest sliver of it should could and moaned as she sucked the fork of every last bit of taste that she could.

Soon the speaches started and with a quick look around, she slipped under the table, unzipping George's pants and taking his shaft between her painted lips.

The taste of it made the cake pale in comparison.

The room filled with the announcer's voice as she bobbed up and down, "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to our annual charity gala. The Loft family would like to wish you all the best, even though the current Lady Loft, Cara, could not be here tonight to do so herself. The Loft Family Charity Masquerade Galla has a long history of setting the highest standards of moral character and charitable giving."

Cara paid no attention as minute by minute she knew she was getting closer and closer to the only thing that matter at the gala, George's cum.

* * *

Cara signed the papers and giggled, happy that she was finally going to be Mrs. George Stanton in just a few days and eager for her wedding night. George had promised to finally take her virginity and she was on edge just thinking about it.

Of course, her pussy wasn't a virgin, god no. Her pussy had been pounded by stud after stud from the clubs, let alone George's own cock that slammed into it each night, but her ass was and that was the next best thing.

She looked over at George and smile, "Anything else baby?" she asked as he shook his head from side to side and she stood up as the other men began signing, attesting to the fact she had signed of her own free will.

Of course, she'd signed the papers, she hadn't read them, nor did she want to, all she needed to know what that George wanted her to sign them before they got married. And that was more than enough for her.

She wiggled her ass as she left the room, hoping George got a good look at it, but honestly she'd have been happy as long as at least one of the men stared at it as she left.

She headed right out to the car and off to the dressmakers to get a final fitting before the big day, it wouldn't do to have the dress not fit perfectly. She'd be sown into it of course on the day of the wedding, she couldn't wait for George to literally rip it from her body when he got her back to their bedroom.

The next few days flew by as she prepared, her maid of honour Suzi helping her get everything perfect for the big day. When it finally arrived, there were only five people in attendance. The minister, Suzi, Richard the best man, George and herself.

Secretly she was hoping that Richard would take advantage of the position of best man and fucker her before the ceremony. But to her disappointment, he did nothing more than stare at her tits through out the whole thing, which was nice of him of course.

They were easy to stare at when they were fully exposed by the dress, the two silver bars that Suzi had picked out for her peirced through her exposed nipples. The bars matched the one that was in her tongue as well as the one in her navel and even the one that adorned her clit.

Her dress ended just above her navel, it was more of a corset than anything, leaving her pussy and ass bare for everyone to see. The rest of her dress was just a long frilly train that came from her tiara and flowed all the way down to the 12-inch wedge ballet heels that she was wearing. All in white of course.

Around her neck was a collar made of diamonds and rubies, the red gems spelling out the word "SLUT" in all capital letters.

Suzi walked her down the aisle and as soon as she got a look at George, standing there in his black tuxedo, her knees almost failed her as her pussy moistened and she let out a gasp. But Suzi kept her on track as always and in no time she was eagerly saying "I do" to the vows he had written for them.

"Do you Cara Loft, take George Stanton to be your legally wedded husband. To serve and obey him, in sickness and health, to put his needs above your own, to be his loyal slut, to use your body in any way you can to bring him happiness and pleasure?"

The words rolled over her and she almost dropped to her knees and sucked George right there at the altar, but she managed to stay upright and say the words, "I do."

"Do you George Stanton, take Cara Loft to be your legally wedded wife. To use her for your own pleasure, to command and discipline her as you see fit?"

"I do."

The words from his mouth almost caused an orgasm to crash over her, but instead the minister continued, "The rings?" he asked of Richard.

Richard took a box from his pocket and opened it, handing a ring to Cara who slipped it on George's finger. Richard handed the remaining ring to George, but instead of putting it on Cara's finger, he replaced one of the bars through her nipples with it.

"You may now blow the groom." the minister said and the moment she had been waiting for finally came as she dropped to her knees and fished George's cock from his pants.

She was now officially Mrs. George Stanton and she'd soon be receiving her first load of cum as such.

* * *

Cara tossed her tiara to the side as her husband carried her across the threshold of their bedroom, then he set her down and gave the ring through her nipple a hard tug, releasing it only to give her tit a slap as well.

She moaned in appreciation and leaned in, sending her tongue between his lips and probing his mouth as he pushed her back towards the bed.

She knew what was coming and her pussy was dripping wet with anticipation, she was finally going to lose her virginity to her husband.

When they reached the bed she turned around and bent over face first, sticking her ass as far up into the air as she could, "Please hubby, pop my cherry and make me your lawfully wedded wife!"

She wiggled her ass and he brought his hand down on to it, the slap echoing through the room, "Oh god yes!" she cried out just as his pants hit the floor.

Moments later she felt his cock pushing up against he sphincter and she let out a gasp, "Do it baby! Do it! Shove that cock in my virgin ass!"

She felt him push in and her world exploded in pleasure, "Oh god baby yes! Fuck your slut's ass! Fuck it hard!"

Orgasm after orgasm crested as she knew that this night would be the best night of her life, no matter how many times he fucked her in the ass, no matter how many cocks she sucked of fucked, this first time as his wife would never be topped.

She let the pleasure roll over her, permeate her, taking it all in, vowing to never forget what it felt to be fucked so perfectly and to make sure that each and every time she was used that she would try and match the intensity of this moment.

She felt his cum enter her bowels and the final orgasm that crested was too much, her world collapsed around her and darkness consumed her.

* * *

Cara felt Richard drive his cock into her pussy as she laid back on the bed, her legs beside her head as he grabbed her tits and squeezed them hard, "Yeah baby, fuck my pussy good! Your cock is so big it's filling me up!" she cried out as she gasped and moaned.

God she loved his cock inside of her, not as much as her ex's of course, but then who could really compete with George?

Richard grabbed hold of the two rings that adorned her nipples and pulled on them hard, "That's it baby, pull those nipples all the way!"

Gone was her wedding ring of course, George had taken it back from her when he had divorced her, but she'd gotten two nice new rings to put in her nipples in the settlement so she couldn't really complain.

She felt Richard release inside of her and she cried out and arched her back as her orgasm came over her.

She let out a giggle as he rolled off of her and she wiggled her way down to his deflating cock, taking it between her lips and sucking the last of his delicious cum from it. When the last of it was out of him, she moved down to his balls and suckeled on them as well.

Eventually, Richard grabbed a handful of her platinum blonde hair and pulled her free of his sack before standing up and slapping her ass good and hard, "Not bad slut, I guess I'll keep you another day."

She let out another giggle as the words sent a shiver down her spine and right into her pussy, "Thanks Richard, I don't deserve you!" she replied as she spotted a stray drop of cum on the sheets and moved over to lick it up.

As soon as the divorce had been finalized, Richard had picked her up from George's home and brought her over to his own. She'd been lucky he'd wanted her and she'd eagerly agreed to be his personal sex toy for as long as he wanted her.

She'd been dreaming of his cock since the wedding and when they finally arrived at his place she could hardly restrain herself long enough for them to get to his bedroom. Each day since then he'd fucked her, slapped her ass and said the same thing, "Not bad slut, I guess I'll keep you another day."

She knew he'd meant it each time too, she wasn't a bad slut, but the first day that she was she'd be out on the street on her ass.

Though walking down the street, showing off her body to every man that walked by until she found one that would take her home for the night did have a certain appeal to it. Another shiver ran down her spine at the thought but she knew she'd have a place to sleep for at least one more night.