My New Life

It appeared Cheryl was going to direct the action, so I relaxed and went with the flow. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tom move to sit on the bed beside her head. He was hard again, with his cock was bobbing like the spear of a soldier in a Greek phalanx moving to the attack. He was bare from the waist down, and his lower body was very muscular, with an ass to die for—not at all my image of a big city lawyer. I wanted him to fuck me.

"That's it, Cheryl honey. Tell her what you like." He was bending down and kissing her neck and ear. "I'll make sure she does what you want."

"Oh Tom, I am so hot. You do know how to set a scene. Right there Candy.... ahhhh..... a little harder.... yes.... YES......"

I raised my eyes and saw him stroking her hair as he whispered in her ear. "We do have fun on our little weekend trips, don't we?"

"God yes," she moaned. "You always seem to find someone to play with. But never one so young and gorgeous and innocent. The way you have her under control with her hands tied behind her doing whatever you tell her is driving me crazy."

As if to emphasize his control, he placed the switch in the crack of my ass and sawed it back and forth, pressing just hard enough to get my attention. In response I wiggled my nose against her clit and French kissed her. Her body bucked and I had to struggle to maintain contact.

"I'M CUMMING," she screamed. "DON'T STOP.. AHHHHHH....."

Somehow I managed to keep diddling her with my nose and twirling my tongue as she shivered and writhed under me. Tom was kissing her and absorbing her cries into his mouth. Finally I felt the tension leave her. Her limbs seemed to melt into the mattress. I could imagine how she felt and wanted the same.

Tom continued to kiss her and stroke her hair. It was a tender scene, with me as an insignificant bystander. He obviously cared for this woman and delighted in giving her pleasure. My sexy ripe body did not distract him from his attention to her. She must have loved it.

"That was incredible," she sighed. "Our new friend really got into it."

He chuckled. "I had a feeling about her. What should we do with her next?"

Cheryl raised her head and looked at me. I was sitting back on my heels with her juices all around my mouth. My eyes were hot, and my pussy was wet. The video camera was recording all this, so I knew I had no chance of claiming I was forced. They could do whatever they wanted without fear of reprisal.

She smiled knowingly and took Tom's stiff cock in her hand. "I think she is ready to be fucked, and you are clearly ready to do the fucking. But I want to direct the action. I want her completely helpless and open."

"Perhaps the modified hog tied position?"

"Yes. Perfect. Help me get her ready."

The two of them maneuvered me onto the bed on my knees, my ass in the air. While Tom held my head down on the mattress, Cheryl undid the binding that held my wrists together and then pulled my arms under me so that they were between my legs. "Raise your ass more," she commanded. Two sharp spanks reinforced her command. "Okay, okay," I wailed.

By bending my body more I made it possible for her to tie my wrists to my ankles. Now my ass was pointing at the ceiling, totally exposed and vulnerable. My face was turned to the side and pressed tightly against the mattress, but there was enough space under my chest for Tom to reach in and squeeze my tits.

"Very good," he said as he pinched my already sore buds. "Let's drag her to the edge so I can stand on the floor and get a solid purchase for my feet while I ream her."

If I was wet before, now I was flowing like a mountain stream. Being in this position was turning me on like I couldn't have imagined. I was open, vulnerable, and helpless... and I loved it. Cheryl knew just what I was feeling and spoke to me softly as she kissed my closed eyes.

"I knew you would like this," she said. "I like it too. This position lets you open like a flower for the bee to go deep to take your sweet honey. Tom is big and long and hard. Let yourself go and savor the feeling. You can't do anything to stop it anyway."

"Ohhh...", was all I could manage to say. Then she stood up and I heard her talking to Tom.

"Step in a little closer. I'll guide you in and stimulate your balls while you do her."

"GGRRRR....," Tom growled.

"Should I finger her ass at the same time," she asked like she was a waitress serving lunch.

"Yea, get your finger wet before I go in."

After that my mind went into another place. I was conscious of being filled and ridden and sexually stimulated until all thought were purged from my brain. Almost immediately I had a small orgasm, and then another, and another, each one stronger than the last. When he finally erupted into me it was like going over the top in a roller coaster.

I must have passed out, because the next thing I knew I was lying on the bed between them. My hands were free, and my skirt was gone. They were both naked as well, slithering their bodies against mine as they hugged and caressed me.

"We will sleep for a while now," said Tom. "Later Cheryl and I will play with you some more."

"Okay," I said, and couldn't believe I had said it. Why was I being so compliant? A little voice inside gave me the answer. 'Because you love it,' it said.

Tom picked up on my submission. "Tomorrow you will give notice that you are quitting your job. You will also give up your apartment and pack your things. I will give you my address in Chicago, and you will drive there next weekend. You will work for me and stay with me until you get your own place. Cheryl will help you. Is that clear?"

"Yes Sir," I said.