Following the Rules Pt. 04

The social gathering, attended by this particular group of neighbours was unusual in that someone had thought it a good idea to invite Ned. As is the case in many neighbourhoods there are those who consider themselves a cut above the rest. Some, like Mike Smith and his wife Susan tend to get invited just to make others feel superior - no-one wants to be the lowliest in the room, so inviting the odd couple who don't really make the grade does wonders for the ego's of the 'elite'.

The evening went slowly, though they usually did, given the gatherings were boring and tedious. Ned wandered over to Mike and Sue, the first time they had acknowledged each other all evening.

'I can offer you an opportunity to earn a few pounds this coming week, if you're interested.' Ned told them.

Mike looked uncomfortable, knowing what that involved.

'What will she have to do?' He asked cautiously.

'Well, you can't expect a detailed itinerary, every time I offer you a job,' Ned said sniggering. 'Anyway, it's largely up to your wife - remember, the more she's willing to do, the more she'll be rewarded. What do you expect me to tell you? That she'll start with giving a man a wank, then get on her knees and suck his cock? Get her tit's out and let another man play with them at the same time?'

'Okay, shut it! ' Mike snapped, 'You've made your point.'

Ned, addressed his conversation to Sue. 'It's Wednesday night, I'll let you know what time, I'll pick you up.'

Looking back at Mike Ned grinned. 'You should be glad your wife has the body and looks that other men notice - and will be willing to pay money for her favours. See that guy over there with the haughty looking wife, wealthy property developer - he's been giving your wife the eye all night, I've been watching him - she gets noticed. You'll feel better about it when she brings money home.'

The husband said nothing - his wife had yet to go out on her first assignment.

Wednesday soon came round. At seven pm Susan was in her bedroom choosing her outfit. Mike appeared in the doorway looking very restless.

'What has he told you to wear - I thought he wanted you in some sort of sexy waitress outfit, stockings and suspenders.'

'He's told me to wear something nice of my own - just to make sure it's a short skirt and suggested something with buttons then I can undo them and show plenty of cleavage. Yes, you're right about the stockings and suspenders.'

'So he's expecting you to give quite a show, then? Did he say how many men will be there?'

'I'm not sure, I think only two.'

Mike became very agitated. 'This is weird! Who would have believed we'd have to resort to this? Standing here in the bedroom, dressing up in sexy clothes and talking about how many men you might have to satisfy.'

'We have lived beyond our means, trying to pretend we can keep up with the Joneses. We have a lot of debts and this is what we have to do to keep our head above water.'

Mike went silent while his wife dressed. She was about to put on her skirt, adjusting her stocking tops when suddenly she stopped and stared at him.

'Hell Mike, this is turning you on! You've got an erection! I thought you were upset and against all this?'

'Of course I fucking am.... but...!'

He lunged forward grabbing her pushed her toward the bed and unfastened his fly.

'I've just had a shower and done my hair!' Sue complained.

'I want to fuck you, I'm your husband aren't I?'

He pushed her on the bed and pulled her panties to one side, kissing her neck and taking hold of his cock penetrated her. Breathless and very aroused he thrust his cock in and out of her wet vagina. His voice was a harsh whisper.

'I can't help picturing that later tonight there will be some other man fucking you - maybe with your skirt and knickers off! Maybe even more than one man - one watching, playing with his cock, waiting his turn!'

Susan now was breathless. 'Yes, Mike, but we have no choice, it's a quick way to earn some money. But you're right, yes, maybe there will be more than one man that Ned wants me to fuck.' Sue whispered in her husband's ear. 'Does that excite you?'

'I don't understand why. Tell me honestly, Sue, what about you; does it excite you - make you feel aroused?'

'I don't know, maybe it will a little, I'll have to wait and see. I will have to keep telling myself - the more I do, the more I'll get paid. I'm just thinking of the money. But we have to face facts, Mike. I'm not going out to sit holding hands and give them a kiss. Let's not torture ourselves.' Susan took a deep breath. 'Don't worry about it just now - fuck me!'

The married couple bucked and bounced groaning and grunting until they both erupted, almost simultaneously, reaching the heights of sexual pleasure. They dared not reveal to each other the lurid pictures that passed through their minds.

Susan was very late and had to rush back into the bathroom to freshen up and wipe the sperm from her vagina then quickly repair her make-up and redo her hair. When she answered the door to Ned he noticed her haste, but said nothing.

'Where are we going?' Sue asked after they had been driving for more than fifteen minutes; they were now in the countryside.

'A big house, rich people. No names, just do what they want and you will go home with a purse full of money.'

'I'm very nervous.' Sue confessed.

'That's good. That will make it more exciting for them. Submissive and frightened. Don't hide it, let them see you are. Pretend to cry if you can carry it off convincingly.'

'I don't need to pretend - I will be scared!'

The big man smiled and said nothing to reassure her.

As the car made it's way up the drive the headlights picked up the shapes of people milling about, some obviously had too much to drink, running around the grounds, others indulging in sexual acts. They alighted from the vehicle and Ned threw the keys to a security man who drove the car away to the parking area. Susan had never seen the likes of this before.

'I expected you'd be taking me to a house to meet just one man or maybe two,' Sue meekly stated.

They entered the house and Ned guided the woman across the large hallway and down a corridor. All around stood small groups of guests whilst flitting between them and dancing around individuals moved about, many, Sue soon noticed, partly dressed, even almost naked.

'My God, it's like a Roman orgy!' Susan exclaimed.

Ned stopped and pulled her close.

'Never forget, Mrs Smith,' Ned said, lifting her skirt, 'That no matter how many men you fuck, and indeed enjoy fucking, that I will always be the one who you need to keep you satisfied and happy, more so than your husband even. I am the one who can provide you with everything you need, I am the one who can show you how to use your body to create intense sexual pleasure and, just as importantly money, lots of money. But never forget, I'm also the one who can bring it to an end instantly. Oh, and last but not least, I will always enjoy fucking you myself. Part of you will always belong to me. Let me give you a demonstration of how I can make you attractive to men, men who are generous with their money.'

'Please, everybody can see up my skirt!' Sue told him, blushing.

'That's a good thing, sweetheart! We'll start here, in full view.'

Ned held her skirt high above her belly while his hand delved inside her dainty, silky panties, feeling her cunt, seeking her clitoris.

'People are looking!'

'Do you feel sexually humiliated, Mrs Smith?'

'Yes!'

'Well that's what turns you on, isn't it?'

Before she could respond a voice bellowed in her ear.

'Ah, Ned! Who's this delightful woman whose cunt you're exploring?'

Standing next to the couple were an old distinguished looking man, accompanied by two others who by their attitude were underlings.

'A new guest, My Lord. An innocent housewife whose here to offer her favours to help pay the bills. Her husband has been made redundant so she's willing to please any generous gentleman in any way they desire. Well almost, there are techniques she hasn't yet been trained in.'

'Does she take it in the back passage?'

'Not yet my lord, but she likes her arse tanning, with a strong hand or a paddle, and sucks cock like an expert. Would you like to feel how juicy her cunt is?'

The very respectable country squire thrust his hand up her skirt and felt the wetness of her vagina.

'Get my cock out woman and give me a wank!' The titled gentleman demanded.

Sue glanced at Ned, who nodded reassuringly.

Without wasting time the housewife dug out the cock of the aristocrat and, eager to make a good impression used all her experience to slowly wank the old man's foreskin back and forth, making sure he would last the pace.

'She's good, Ned!' Breathed the nobleman.

'She had to learn quickly, m'lord, she has to pay the bills.'

'Does she do more, I'll give her a generous wad!'

'Perhaps she can give your cock a suck - then if you like what she does we can take her somewhere more private and you can test the limits of what she is prepared to do to help her husband.'

'That sounds very erotic, giving her body to other men. And does her husband know his good wife is sacrificing her reputation and submitting her body to extreme sexual abandon?'

'Indeed he does m'lord. He sits at home imagining the sexual horrors men are putting her through to satisfy their depraved lust.'

Ned pressed Sue's left shoulder as a signal for her to squat down and take the man's cock in her mouth.

'See how eager she is to please, m'lord.'

The man signalled to one of his lackey's, who understanding the order undid his trousers and took out his cock. Reaching down he took hold of Sue's left hand and wrapped it around his pole.. Now she had one in her mouth wanked by her right hand and one in her left hand, wanked with equal enthusiasm.

'Yes, let's take her somewhere more private!' The Earl said, waving on his minions.

'May I say, m'lord, women like this are so much more enthusiastic and wanton if they get a donation upfront.'

'Yes, quite, banknotes or cheque?'

'Cash would be preferable, m'lord - her husband has pressing debts.'

'No problem. Follow me!'

The group wandered down a corridor and into a sparsely furnished room. There was a dining chair with shackles fixed to the back; a stool, other assorted items, but the largest was a single bed, again, with restraints attached to the headboard, and curiously an overlarge large cushion styled pouffe.

The older man began to undress.

'Get her to take off her knickers!' He ordered, clearly becoming sexually aroused.

Ned, simply nudged his female companion; she knew what she must do. The man, now devoid of his trousers and underwear, sat in a small upholstered seat and began to wank his cock.

'Lift up your skirt, girl,' he ordered, 'Show me your cunt.'

Sue lifted her skirt as directed and went to stand in front of the old man.

'Play with yourself! Masturbate, while I watch.'

Feeling very self conscious, having two other men also staring at her naked midriff Sue nevertheless obeyed. Her fingers rolled over her clit, which was now responsive and swollen. The door opened and two other men entered the room. To Sue's surprise one carried a large envelope, which was thrown down at her feet.

'Here's your money. Now come here and kneel between my legs.'

For some weird and unfathomable reason knowing the envelope tossed down on the floor contained her money gave her a thrill. She felt depraved and perverted, standing before the group of men skirt held high, masturbating her cunt while a little old man sat with his cock out, wanking away.

Stepping toward the seated man, she continued to rub her labia as she walked. Out of the side of her eye she became aware that the men had begun to take off their trousers too. Her heart pounded - there were four younger men - who it seemed would be taking her in any way they cared to, given that a large wad of money was now lying at her feet - she had been paid in advance to submit to whatever sexual acts the men required of her. And the little, very wealthy old man would get his kicks from watching.

Sue sat on the floor and took the old man's semi-hard penis in her mouth, sucking hard, she couldn't help but look sideways at the erect penises of the undressed men, feeling excited anticipation of what she expected would happen next.

The old man spotted her distraction. 'Look, she can't take her eyes off the hard cocks, she's dying for it! She needs a smacked bottom! Boys - give her good spanking then a good fucking!'

Sue began to tremble, partly in fear, not knowing how hard these men would spank her backside, and partly with the sexual thrill of knowing, or at least hoping all four cocks would shortly be taking turns to fuck her. She carried on sucking the old man's dick, expecting any second to be lifted up and positioned for a spanking. Instead, she felt her rear end gripped and raised up before a mighty hard whack landed on her arse cheeks; she gasped and the cock fell from between her lips. Another hard smack followed making her soft flesh sting then a whole half dozen followed burning her posterior. She had collapsed on the lap of the old man who now unfastened her top and mauled her tits.

'You told me she doesn't take cock up her arse Ned - you need to do something about that. Or shall we test her out now?'

'Perhaps not tonight m'lord, ' Ned advised.

'Just try! Boys, one of you stretch her back passage.'

'No! No!' Susan cried out. 'Please, no!'

'You've been paid, so deliver the goods girl!' Shouted the old man.

She was bodily lifted and dumped on her belly over the large pouffe. Her arse was smacked constantly for a full five minutes then cold creamy ointment was smeared on her burning throbbing red flesh. The fingers of the hand spreading the cooling gel pushed up against her anus. Sue cried and begged for mercy. A finger forced it's way past her anal ring, she was slapped again, and as her arse recoiled her brown hole automatically relaxed just for a second. It was at one of those moments that finger was replaced by penis, pushing smoothly up her tight hole.

The poor woman screamed out but was unable to eject the invading stiff weapon. Now it moved like a piston back and forth in her rectum. Exhausted she sank down in the softness of the pouffe, sobbing, with her backside on fire. A hand belonging to another man gently pushed under her belly and felt her wet cunt; it began to rub in just the right place agitating her clitoris. Some other hand, spanked her left cheek then another hand spanked her right cheek. The pain was different, not pain at all, now it caused a strange electric-like shock that gave her an immense feeling of sexual joy - pain was turning to pleasure.

Her anal muscles now also relaxed and she began to push back gently enjoying the feeling of realising the cock of an unknown man was filling her back passage. Her cries became softer, turning into moans of sexual ecstasy.

'The filthy bitch is loving it!' Cried the degenerate perverted old man. 'Piss up her arse!'

Mrs Smith, a once respectable very ordinary housewife, sighed loudly, as she felt a stream of hot urine squirt up her intestine. She smiled involuntarily.

'Finish yourselves off boys!'

The men knew their ageing master was tiring and had reached his limit, so best to bring the proceedings to a conclusion. Quickly a cock appeared before Susan's face and forced it's way into her mouth. The man whose penis was up her bum, came and fell away making room for another,who this time was happy to fuck her very wet cunt. The sex slave was very vocal when she reached a powerful orgasm and sang out with a manic laugh.

It took a few minutes before anyone felt like moving. Susan suffered a final very humiliating experience when she pulled her self upright and lost the watery contents that filled her back passage. But that's what turned the perverted man on.

'What's your name, madam, Mrs, what?'

Suddenly Susan was conscious she was talking to a member of the British aristocracy.

'Mrs Smith, m'lord' she answered.

Well, Mrs Smith, you did very well. I enjoyed watching my men ravage you - and, you seemed to enjoy most of it - you dirty little whore of an housewife. I'd love to meet your husband. But I think you deserve a small bonus.'

He waved the first man who had dressed and whispered an instruction.

Ned appeared from the background and directed Sue to a door. 'There's a bathroom you can use to freshen up.'

When Sue came out she was still trembling and overawed Ned guided her out and back down the corridor to where the main gathering was. There was a bar and buffet food. Though it was getting late there were many people half dressed, and some almost totally undressed.

'I think you need a stiff drink after that - two even. Take your time, then I'll drive you home.'

Sue gazed in wonderment at how free and uninhibited the guests were, enjoying sexual frivolity, while others appeared from darker corners obviously having taken part in more intense and depraved private little gatherings - 'Just like me!', thought Susan, smirking to her self.

'You have made one major blunder, Mrs Smith, let yourself down!'

Susan looked crestfallen. 'He was pleased with me!' She argued. 'What did I do wrong?'

Ned laughed. 'The worst thing ever!' He handed her a big envelope, and a small envelope.

'You came out without picking up your money!'

Susan felt so grateful that she threw her arms around Ned's shoulders hugging and kissing him. Suddenly feeling rather awkward she quickly calmed down. That really wasn't the way she should be reacting to the man who had blackmailed her and forced her into sex.

'You see why you need me, my dear Mrs Smith. I'm here to look after you. You couldn't do this on your own.'

Ned too felt uneasy, though admittedly he enjoyed the friendly intimacy.

'How much of this is mine?' Sue asked, peering into the envelope, surprised by the amount of money.

Ned, gave her yet another of his rare genuine affectionate smiles.

'All of it - it's all yours. I get my money separately and make it in many other ways. I told you it would pay well. Now you can go home and your husband will be convinced it's worth while. But do yourself a favour.'

'What's that?'

'Keep some for yourself. Don't let it all go toward paying your bills. You've earned it - you deserve to spend some on yourself. I'd suggest you give Mike the big envelope but keep the 'bonus' envelope for yourself - after all, you went the extra mile for that - you'll find it quite a generous tip.'

Susan saw Ned in a different light. This time she was fully aware of her actions and in spite of the odd relationship she had with the man she once again embraced him and kissed him on the lips. She quietly revealed to him a secret.

'I'm not embarrassed to admit to you that I have enjoyed most things I have done tonight.' She giggled before adding coyly, 'Having a penis up my back passage made me a bit sore though!'

'Well, Sue,' Ned whispered, 'That's something we'll have to work on!'

Sue took a deep sigh, then squeezed him tightly. 'Yeah! I suppose I'll have to get used to doing it.' And she gave Ned yet another passionate kiss.

An hour later Susan quietly opened her front door and crept into the living room, trying not to wake her husband. However, he was still up waiting for her return. Sue was startled when he suddenly spoke.

'How did it go?' There was a solemn tone in his voice.

'I thought you'd be asleep, I was trying not to wake you.' Sue said.

'You think I could sleep, knowing what you'd gone out to do?' Mike snapped.

'You ask how it went? How am I supposed to rate it, tell you, yes, it was a very nice fuck? A pleasant fuck? Bit disappointing because his cock was very small? I did as I was asked.'