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CHAPTER SEVEN Mathew and Jamie spent the better part of Saturday at a pool party/barbecue thrown by one of his more upscale clients. The food and drinks were next to none, as expected. What wasn’t expected, was the dozen or so bikini clad girls who were hired to mingle and look good. Some of the female guests thought it was chauvinistic, but this client had so much money, he couldn’t care less. Jamie started “picking a fight” with Mathew half way through the event. She doesn’t really look for a fight, it’s just one of her favorite ways of giving Mathew a reason to punish her and start a protracted scene. It had been almost two weeks since Amy had been summoned to play by Mathew. Mathew allowed Amy to go on vacation with her husband since it had been planned for sometime. However, he did instruct her to blow her husband every morning and to tell him that he could fuck her whenever and wherever he wanted. They couldn’t wait to hear the stories when she returned. Amy was developing into a very obedient slut. Jamie teased Mathew about being too old for the bikini girls to want anything to do with him. “I’ll take care of you when we get home,” Mathew said lightheartedly. Jamie challenged him, “You won’t do anything…you’ll be too limp from staring at the beach whores all day.” About an hour later, Mathew had Jamie put her drink down. She had probably had one to many awhile ago. Mathew was glad they lived just around the block and had wisely decided to walk home. The exercise and air would do them both good. Jamie continued her teasing all the way home. What she didn’t know, was that Mathew had expected her performance and had made preparations. Once they had arrived home, he poured two more glasses of wine and handed one to Jamie. “Sit here and drink this. I am going upstairs and will call you when you are to come. The wine had better be gone and you had better do what you are told. Your “beach whore” comment was over the line. Tonight you will find out how “limp” I am.” Jamie started to say something when Mathew told her that mouthing off would not be in her best interests. “Now drink the wine and listen for my instructions.” Mathew turned and went upstairs. Jamie loved it when Mathew kept her in the dark like this. She had a feeling that this would not be a repeat of any other scene. Mathew laid four towels out in the tub and filled the enema bag. “We’ll see who’s limp after tonight,” Mathew muttered to himself. When all was ready, he yelled downstairs. “Jamie, get your ass up here now! And, you’d better be naked when you get here!” Jamie knew this was not a time to mess around. She tugged her top over her head and pulled her skirt down and left them right there on the floor. Her thong came off and she was removing her bra as she ran up the stairs. When she got to the bedroom door, she didn’t see Mathew. “In here,” she heard. The voice was coming from the bathroom. The lights were off and the four candles Mathew had lit were providing just enough light for her to see his face. Mathew had changed into his black jeans and t-shirt. “In the tub. All fours. Use the towels for cushions.” Just as she got down, she felt the unmistakable feel of the leather paddle coming down on her ass. “You made an ass of yourself tonight slut. So I’ve decided this is going to be “ass” night.” The paddle came down again. And again before Mathew spoke. “The idea was to give you 10 of these, but since you haven’t started counting yet, I get you’ll be wanting more.” Jamie couldn’t believe she didn’t start counting right away. That last glass of wine might be betraying her. Mathew was happy when the count got to twelve…at least for now. He put a good size bit of lube on his finger and reached down to her ass. With his left hand holding her ass cheeks apart, he rubbed her anus with the lubed finger. “What is this, Jamie?” “That’s my ass, Sir.” “And what should I do with your ass?” “Sir, the girl is all yours. You can do anything you want with her.” Mathew eased his finger into her rectum and felt her anus relax just enough to accommodate him. After a moment of this he removed his finger and inserted the nozzle of the enema. Jamie could feel the smaller diameter, but was surprised by how deep it went. “Am I getting an enema, Sir?” “Yes you are, little one. You want to be an ass, fine. But you’re going to be a clean ass.” Mathew started the flow and could sense Jamie’s sudden alertness at this new experience. Mathew had always been turned on by the thought of giving and enema to a girl. Unfortunately, he only had the one opportunity with his college sweetheart, but the memory remained a reliable turn on. The sight of the nozzle and flow of the water was erotic for some reason, but the complete submission and humiliation was just plain hot. He could feel his heart rate increase. “Oh, it’s filling me up big time.” Jamie said. Mathew checked the bag and said, “You have a long way to go.” “I won’t be able to, Mathew, I going to have to go!” Jamie started to plead. Mathew swatted her ass. “Where do you get off calling me Mathew?” He slapped her again while saying, “You will take as much as I want you to, and you will hold it for as long as I want you to. Release it before I tell you to and you’ll stay here all night in the tub with it.” He pushed the nozzle in a bit more and increased the flow from the bag. He patted her now extended gut to feel the effect of the water. Jamie clenched her ass and eyes as tightly as she could. She knew that her energy was better spent on that than whining. She leaned down on her elbows to keep her ass as high as possible. Mathew removed the nozzle and held Jamie’s face between his hands. “Do you think the “Beach Whores” are getting water shot up their asses? Do you really think I’d be too limp. Now just hold it!” Mathew brushed his teeth and shaved while Jamie felt the cramps increasing. He told her lie on her side…it might relieve her discomfort. Finally, Mathew led her to the toilet and had her sit. As an added humiliation, he blindfolded her and put a small dildo in her mouth. “There, you look just perfect for the pictures. Just wait until Amy sees these.” Initially, Jamie couldn’t believe Sarıyer escort Mathew stayed the bathroom with her. But the fact that he took pictures drove home the fact that she had given herself completely. Instead of being angry or humiliated, she fully realized that she had crossed a new threshold. She hoped only that this would please Mathew. “When you are done, clean yourself in the shower, put your collar on and present yourself for inspection. And remember to bring your blindfold and dildo.” “Yes, Sir.” Jamie returned to the bedroom and saw that Mathew was sitting in the only chair in the room. She stood before him, placed the blindfold and dildo on Mathew’s lap and put her hands behind her head. “Do you feel cleaner Jamie.” “Yes, Sir. The girl feels very clean. She hopes she passes Master’s inspection.” Mathew stood and lifted her breasts as if he were looking underneath them for hidden treasure. He walked around her keeping one hand on her at all time. “Bend over.” Mathew said in a quiet voice. Jamie complied with her hands on her knees. “Hold you ass cheeks apart. I need to get to that asshole again.” Jamie held the cheeks apart and waited for Mathew’s comments on her presentation. Mathew quickly pushed a newly lubed plug up her ass. “Now on your knees bitch.” Mathew wasted no time making sure she had firmly secured the single ring collar that he left for in the bathroom. It took no longer than a minute or two for him to tie her hands together and then to her ankles. “Kneel up straight little one. Open your mouth.” Jamie felt the rubber ball as it was shoved in her mouth and bound with the leather straps behind her head. The blindfold was next. Mathew attached the nipple clamps to each tit and dropped the chain a couple of times to be sure she knew they were there. Her muffled screams turned him on beyond belief. He leaned down to her ear and whispered, “You can take a lot more than that slut. Now get those knees apart.” Mathew reached down and plunged two fingers in her cunt. The scene was a certain turn-on for Jamie; the river between her legs made it obvious. After a few strokes, Mathew replaced his fingers with a new dildo. The battery operated dildo rotated at the tip and had a series of ball bearings just under the plastic skin that revolved and therefore stimulated every crevice of her pussy. The killer was the smaller vibrator that focused only on her clit. Mathew stroked it in and out of her, alternating the rhythm and pace. Jamie was completely lost in a complete sensory overload. Every hole was plugged, her tits were in constant play and her restraints prevented her from doing anything about it. After a few minutes, Mathew turned the dildo up to it’s highest settings and Jamie crashed into her first orgasm. He was glad he got everything on video. She was going to love seeing how hard she shook. He pulled the dildo out and replaced it with a conventional one. Slowly he moved it in and out, and with Jamie’s small “crotch rocket”, he gradually brought her clit back to life. Once she was well under way to another climax, the new dildo went back in. Mathew stood and after removing his clothes, pulled the ball gag out her mouth and was immediately greeted with a grateful moan. He put one hand on each side of her face and said, “Open up.” As her lips parted, his dick was in her mouth. Jamie sucked him in and ran her tongue around him as if she was dying of thirst and his cock was the only source of water. Mathew removed each nipple clamp at the same time, causing the blood to rush back in and remind her how much they could hurt. She was in the middle of yet another orgasm. Of course, Mathew was careful to be sure this was clear to the video camera too. As much as Mathew would have loved to spray the back of her throat with his load, he wanted to save it for a bigger adventure. He reached behind her and released the lanyard that connected her bound hands to the ropes on her ankles, pulled his dick from her mouth, and had her rise. After removing the ropes and blindfold, he noticed how Jamie had held her legs together to keep the dildo from falling out. Mathew removed it anyway and told her to get on the bed with her ass in the air. “Rest on you elbows, I want this ass up her where I can see it.” He removed the butt plug and worked a generous amount of lube into her anus while he said, “Guess where you’re getting fucked.” After waiting for Jamie to say something, he smacked her on the ass and said, “I asked you a question, bitch…where are you getting fucked?” She kicked herself for not realizing that she should have answered the first time. “In the ass, Sir.” “Tell me how much you want to be ass fucked, slut!” “Please Master, please put your cock in the girl’s ass. Please make her take it all. Fuck my ass, please!” Mathew replaced his two fingers that had made their way through her anus with the head of his well lubed dick. Jamie’s pleas were the last straw, his cock was as hard as steel. As much as he wanted to shove it all in at once, he went slowly and edged it in inch by inch to allow her to dilate and not cause too much pain. After all, he knew that this was not going to be the last time he did this. Getting your Master’s penis shoved into your ass whenever he has the inclination, is the quintessential act of sexual submission. Jamie was his. Once he started to establish an even tempo, he was surprised to hear Jamie’s moans of pleasure. He didn’t quite expect her to get into it right away. Hell, he thought, let’s give her a thrill too. Mathew picked up the dildo and worked it into Jamie’s cunt. “Fuck yourself with the dildo, slut.” Jamie reached between her legs and grabbed the end of the plastic dick and rammed it in and out of her pussy. It was obvious that no lube was needed. Mathew now concentrated on the incredible sensations coming from his crotch. Jamie’s tight ass was a new and exotic experience. He could feel the dildo through the wall separating her ass from her cunt and it drove him over the edge. “This load’s going in your ass, Jamie! Take it!” Jamie speed up her self fucking and felt herself on the verge also. “In Escort Silivri my ass, Mathew! Please.”, she screamed. Mathew swatted her ass with both hands as he arched his back and shot the biggest load he had shot in ages. Her ass seemed to suck it out of him as he could feel the contractions of her vagina from her latest orgasm. As he removed his now limp member from her stretched asshole, Jamie collapsed with the dildo still in her pussy. Mathew laid on top of her and gently kissed the back of her neck. “Jamie, I love you.” She could only moan his name as an indication of her acceptance and immediately drifted off to sleep. Mathew rolled onto his back and realized that he had a lot of thinking to do…how was he going to top this scene?” ———————————- CHAPTER EIGHT Mathew called up the stairs, “Jamie, I don’t want to go to this any more than you do, but I still don’t want to be late. Cindy doesn’t handle late very well. I’m sure you look beautiful…now let’s go…please?” As long as Cindy was as important a client to Mathew as she is, a night of bridge is not too much to tolerate. Both Mathew and Jamie have played, but it wasn’t exactly their idea of a great time. Mathew enjoyed Cindy’s company all right, but Don could be pretty strange sometimes. Never could put his finger on it though. Jamie looked great in her full length summer skirt and patterned top. The sandals were hot even it they didn’t have 4 inch heels. The drive to their house was just long enough for Jamie to finish her lipstick and eye shadow. It always amazed Mathew what she could get done in a moving car. Cindy’s husband Don met them at the front door and welcomed them in. Cindy was soon there making everyone comfortable and serving drinks. The conversation was actually enjoyable and the fact that no one ever had an empty glass, made the evening much more enjoyable then they expected. Just when they thought that maybe everyone would forget about bridge, Cindy announced that card table was in the game room and that we should make our way there. It was quickly decided that the men should play against the women since, no matter what anyone said, someone always gets competitive and gets pissed off at their partner. By not playing with your everyday partner, the game doesn’t carry over to the home. As the game went on, it was quickly established that the dummy hand would make sure that all drinks were at least half full. The more they drank, the funnier things got. And the funnier things got, the more the humor turned to sex. Jamie piped up, “What does the winner get anyway?” Cindy answered, “Great question. We never did establish the prize.” Client or not, Mathew was never one to shy away when opportunity knocks. Besides, this was the perfect cover. He could always hide behind the “too much to drink” line. “Strip bridge seems like the perfect award to me!” Cindy surprised Mathew at her quick response. “Perfect! Jamie, are you in?” Jamie knew better then to be contrary to Mathew, but the idea finally gave her a reason to enjoy the game. “I’m all in!”, Jamie bubbled. Mathew said, “Wrong game but right attitude, sweetie. How about it Don, are you in?” Don looked at Cindy as if he were looking for an answer. Mathew wrote it off to the liquor. “He’s in.” said Cindy, while she reached out to give a squeeze to Don’s hand. Mathew was nowhere near as drunk as the others. In fact, he switched to water with an olive in it over two hours ago. That, and the fact that he was a lot better at Bridge then anyone at the table gave him the advantage of control. Just where he likes to be. For the first two hands, the men won easily. Neither Jamie nor Cindy were playing or bidding as well as they would have a half dozen drinks ago, so Mathew and Don had no problem making their bids. The girl’s shoes and skirts went first. While the idea was hot, there was nothing to see since they remained seated at the table. Mathew noticed that neither of the girls were wearing stockings, so he needed to win three more hands to have them naked. It made little sense to have them naked while Don and he were fully dressed, so Mathew “lost” the next two hands due to some bonehead plays. The men were now down to their shirts and underpants. The girls were beginning to believe they had some ability at this game. After Mathew prevented the ladies from making their bid on the next hand, he leaned back in his chair and said, “Looks like top time, girls. One at a time or both of you going at the same time?” Cindy glanced at Jamie and shrugged. They both started to remove their tops. Mathew could not help but notice that Don could not take his eyes off the girls, but he never took the initiative. Cindy’s cleavage was more exciting then Mathew had imagined. They were not in Jamie’s league, but they were breathtaking none the less. Neither of the girls showed any sense of embarrassment. The bidding on the next hand went to game. Mathew could tell from the cards in his hand that he needed only the King of Hearts in his partner’s hand to make the bid. Instead of passing, Mathew was pleasantly surprised when Cindy doubled the bid. After Don and Jamie passed, Mathew waited a few moments for dramatic effect and said, “redouble.” Jamie said, “So what does that mean?” “I means that the losers of this game are naked and that their real life partners get to take off the remaining clothes.” Don looked at Cindy. Cindy said, “No weird switching stuff, so we’re in.” Don said nothing and laid his dummy hand on the table. Mathew’s eyes fell on the King of Hearts. “Don buddy, I think it’s time to refresh the drinks.” He jumped up and collected the glasses. Mathew couldn’t help but notice that Jamie was more engaged in the game then she had been all night. Cindy watched Don leave the table (as did Jamie…she was never one to miss a good looking ass) and then looked at Mathew and nodded knowingly. One of the things Mathew liked about Cindy the most was that she was nobody’s fool. Mathew played four tricks then laid down his cards. The men’s hand was unbeatable. The women had lost. Jamie was not really broken up about losing. She was Topkapı escort bayan the first to speak. “So, you want us standing or sitting here?” Mathew waited for Don to speak, but he just looked to Mathew to handle it. He was more than interested, just not interested in making a decision. Mathew said, “Standing….but not here. Let’s go over to the couches.” Like all the rooms in their house, the game room was huge. At end away from the card table were two couches facing each other with a small chess table between them. Don and Cindy sat on one couch and curled up with each other. Mathew moved the chess table to the side and said, “Since it’s your house, we should go first.” He guided Jamie in front of their couch and held her from behind. Mathew reached around her and made a show of working each breast through her bra and running his hand over the front of her flesh colored thong. Don was doing the same to Cindy and Cindy was rubbing Don’s cock through his nylon briefs. Jamie closed her eyes and reached behind her to caress the back of Mathew’s head while he kissed her neck and traced his tongue up to her ear. Neither Cindy nor Don took their eyes off of them. Mathew unclasped Jamie’s bra and eased it off her shoulders. As he let it fall to the floor, he used his hand to cover her breasts and to give Jamie the full handed pinch that he knew she was expecting. He uncovered them and put his hands beneath them and held them up for their host’s inspection. “Are these beautiful or what?”, Mathew asked the couple on the couch. Cindy said, “They are beautiful Mathew. You are very lucky to have a woman like Jamie.” Don finally spoke, “She is very pretty, Mas….” and then cut himself short. Cindy looked at him for a moment. She was neither approving nor disapproving. She just looked surprised. Mathew was enjoying the looks in their eyes, but it was time for him to see something too. He hooked his thumbs in the sides of Jamie’s thong and worked it slowly down her legs. Once she stepped out of it, he worked her labia with his right hand and her nipples with his left. Jamie quietly moaned. After a minute or two, Mathew fell back on the other couch and pulled Jamie down on his lap. “Your turn, guys.” Cindy whispered in Don’s ear, “Be as hot as he was with her and I’ll fuck you all night.” They stood and Don seemed to be the one that was weak in the knees. Once he got Cindy’s bra off, he turned her around and assaulted her tits with his mouth. Obviously, Cindy was really into this. Not to be upstaged, Mathew whispered in Jamie’s ear, “Take off my underwear and lick my balls.” Jamie yanked his boxers off with one move while she fell to her knees in front of Mathew. Don and Cindy looked like they were going to have a stroke. Mathew knew that the next moment would determine the rest of the evening. If they couldn’t handle it, it was over. If they could…. They each glared at Mathew and Jamie as Jamie began her assault on Mathew’s balls. Just as quickly, Don went to his knees. Mathew could not tell if he went on his own, or if Cindy’s hands on his shoulders was pushing him down. Don pulled her light blue panties down. Don chowed down on her shaven pussy. Cindy’s head went back and Don grabbed her ass to pull her tightly to his furiously exploring tongue. Mathew spoke to Jamie, “Sit on my cock, baby. Face the hosts so you don’t seem rude.” Jamie stood and turned her ass toward Mathew and then squatted down to engulf his cock in her cunt. Mathew reached around her and played with her nipples. Cindy watched intently, but Don’s eyes were buried deep in her crotch. Mathew thought this was perfect. Watching live porn while fucking the hottest cunt on the planet. Cindy’s moans became louder and louder and then she pushed Don away from her pussy and on his back. She wasted no time in mounting him and fucking like a bronco. Don was lost in a fog of pleasure. Mathew worked Jamie’s clit and it was only a moment before she came while Mathew shot a respectable load in her pussy. Cindy and Don must have climaxed at the same time. They were both out cold. After Mathew and Jamie dressed, they checked to be sure their hosts were breathing, kissed them goodnight and left for home. Mathew left a note behind for Cindy. “Had a great time. Dinner next Saturday at our place. 7:30.” ————————————- CHAPTER NINE Mathew had spent all day locked up in a room closing a large financing package for one of his larger clients. It was close to 9:00 when he returned home. He was a bit tired, but in no rush to lay down since he’d been sitting on his ass all day. “How did it go?”, asked Jamie as she handed him his well deserved bourbon. “All the usual egos, hassles and last minute changes..but it all came together at the end. Guess who the broker’s outside financial advisor was?” Jamie simply looked at him with curiosity. She hated it when people try to answer completely rhetorical questions. “Sam Criederman…Amy’s husband!” “Wow…how did that go?” “We didn’t talk very much. He seems like a nice enough guy; good looking and very smart. I’m afraid you’d like him too much.”, he joked. “He knew of your friendship with Amy and that you were with me, but that was about it. The whole day was wording, numbers and sidebars…not much time for socializing.” “Do you think Amy told him anything?”, Jamie asked. “He sure didn’t act like it. And besides, there’s no way Amy is going to take a chance on losing that meal ticket.” Changing the subject, Mathew said, “Did you send Cindy and Don that thank-you note for the other night?” “I forgot. I promise I’ll do it first thing in the morning.” Mathew was genuinely annoyed. “Jamie, she’s a really huge client, and potentially a good playmate. It’s really important to me that it get done. Do you want me to do it?” Jamie felt like crap. Mathew was not really asking for much. “I’m sorry. I’ll write it now and put it in the mailbox.”, she said. “Please let me see it before you mail it. Speaking of which, where’s today’s mail?” “Still in the mailbox. I’ll get it when I mail this.” “What made you so busy today that you can’t do two simple little things?” She had slept late, went to lunch with Amy, returned some clothes she didn’t like, window shopped and watched TV. She decided not to answer with that. “I’m sorry, Mathew. I really am.” She knew there was one sure way out of this. She lowered her gaze to the floor and said, “I did nothing all day while you worked to provide for me.
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