A Weekend of Frustration *Guy Needed*

[neonmartian]

"I'm just saying, I think that you work too hard. Will you just say 'thank you' for the all expense paid vacation?" barked the voice on her cellphone.

"I, uh, I guess, Sis. It's just... I really don't think I belong here." Sitting in the hotel lobby nothing seemed quite right, from the tinted lights and people donned in leather clothing. "A fetish hotel...? Most people go to the shore when they want to relax."

"Come on, Jane! You've had a bug up your ass since the start of the semester. I just think that you need a weekend to unwind and relieve some stress. And I don't mean by getting sand in your bikini bottom."

Before Jane could protest her sister hung up the phone, leaving her to sign and put it back in her purse. "Well, I guess I should check in..."

She nearly missed tripping over a man on a leash as she walked over to the check-in desk, and hastily apologized to the woman tugging him along. "How am I supposed to enjoy this?" she whimpered to herself. "I don't even know where I stack up in this world."

Taking her room key she decided that she would at least be able to take a hot bath and get a good nights sleep before finding out if there was another place for her to stay.

 

[neonmartian]

Jane was walking up the stairs when her suitcase handle broke, falling from her hands and spilling her clothes on the stairs. After seeing all of the questionable people in the hotel she was unsure about all the floor and all of the questionable stains and spots. Stuffing her clothes back in her suitcase she went back to the front desk to inquire about a dry cleaner.

Just as she was walking back into the lobby she could make out someone standing at the very front, both hands gripping down on the check in desk. Her outfit could only be described as a series of robes, tied around her legs and looped around her breasts. Jane blushed when, upon further inspection, she could make out the soft sound of buzzing and could see two moving dildos filling up both of her holes.

"Wait," Jane said, tentatively stepping further into the lobby. "is that... Taylor?"

Her voice caught the attention of the girl and she looked up from the desk. There was drool dripping down her face and her eyes were so hazy and glossed over that Jane was almost sure that she had made a mistake. That was until the girl opened her mouth and let loose a catty comment.

"Plain Jane? What the fuck are you doing here? And what do you think you're looking at?" Taylor asked, as if it were common to walk in on classmates decked out in bondage gear and sex toys.

"You... you're..." Jane hardly had any words for what she was seeing. "You hardly look like the Dean's daughter." As the words came out of her mouth it occurred to her how true they were.

Back at school Taylor was an A+ student and pretty much certified as the kind of girl that boys would want to take home to impress their mother.

"I wonder what your father would think if he could see you right now..." Jane remarked, digging her cellphone out of her purse.

"You put that phone away right now. A bitch like you with a bug up her ass could never begin to understand what it's like to cut loose and have some fun."

"This is fun?" Jane said, though Taylor was already starting to walk towards her.

"Just shut the fuck up!" Taylor said, her hand up and ready to strike.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

A hand came out of no where grabbing "Taylor: by the hair, and pulling hard enough to almost jerk her off her feet. The mam standing behind her looked like an odd mix of god and serial killer. He held an authority that wouldn't be out of place on a king or politician. Pulling Taylor close he said, loud enough for Jane to hear, "Fuck slut, what the FUCK are you doing apologize for being a dumb skank to this nice woman, I take you out on a reward and you act like your anything other than a cum repository as soon as we see other people?"

He twisted his hand in her hair, pulling a controller from his pocket he pressed button, and the vibrators sound grew four ties as loud. Most would see this s a reward, but the sex deprived pet would know it was a punishment. If she came without permission she'd be in truly deep shit. He looked at his pet, "And beg for my forgiveness for embarrassing me, remember the rules, you cum without my permission and you'll be screaming for days!"

Thomas released "Fuck Slut's" hair, ignoring the woman, submissive and master knowing if she ignored him she'd barely be able to sit for a week. Thomas offered his hand to the "normal" woman saying, "The name's Thomas Alexander Smith, it's always a pleasure to meet an acquaintance of Fuck Slut's, I apologize for her actions she's still learning her place what do you s ay to punch on oh."

The dom checked his watch, and said, "How about an hour will that be long enough for you to get steeled into your room and meet us at the bar?"

He wore a crimson button up shirt, dark blue jeans that were loose enough to not be skinny jeans, but still showed off a well developed body. He was tall at 6' 6", he had dark blue eyes, and his hair was brushed back, and the back was kept in a mid back length ponytail. A fedora rested on his head, black with a king of heart in the band. He smirked charmingly at the woman saying in a voice devoid of the charm that had been in it, during his introduction "What do you say slut, you'd better show her appropriate respect, plead with her to forgive you, she decides with that choice if your shower has any hot water at all and what you wear to meet her for lunch."

He looked at Jane, sizing her up based on what she said He spotted the cell phone, "Oh Fuck Slut, your so lucky your friend wanted to take some pictures of you, take those rags off, and give her a few god shots, after all, it's only right, and keep apologizing while you do."

 

[neonmartian]

A strangled cry passed from Taylor's lips and for a moment she almost seemed childlike in her fear. It was clear, to Jane at least, that a part of Taylor wanted to plead with Thomas that it wasn't her fault and that Jane was beneath apologizing to. This brief twinkle of rebellion was quickly gone as Taylor almost seemed to move into him, her cheeks flushing red as he called her several filthy names.

Jane's eyes widened as he pressed a remote which amplified the speed and sound of the vibrator in Taylor and Jane at least had the common shame to look away. "Oh, my." she whispered under her breath. "What would your father say, indeed."

Taylor was caught in between her hatred for Jane and her fear of being punished by Thomas. The sound of her wetness seemed like a dripping faucet in her ear and she wasn't sure how much longer she could take it.

"J-Jane," she gasped, falling to her knees. "P-puh-lease, forgive me for being such a d-dumb skank." Taylor said, her entire body trembling and slick with sweat. "I-I'm just such a d-dumb ska-a-ank!" she gasped.

Jane could hardly look at Taylor, her pulse beating loudly in her ears. She almost wanted to walk away but felt an uncharacteristic worry for her peer. "It's uh, I guess I shouldn't have stumbled in to something that wasn't my own business." she said.

It was then that she noticed that Thomas was talking to her. "The bar?" she mumbled, looking over at him. How could he possibly think that she would want to sit down and have a drink with someone as perverse as he? Just as Jane was about to turn him down she heard a strangled cry from Taylor and made the mistake of turning to look at her.

Her pupils were dilated to the size of olives and it seemed like at any minute she was going to wet herself. Shaking her head Jane looked away at her once more took in a deep breath.

"I-I suppose I could take some time to have a drink and catch up with an old classmate." she mumbled, her eyes unable to meet Thomas's. When he went further to encourage her to take pictures of Taylor, Jane shook her head, her eyes wide.

"O-oh, no. That isn't necessary. I've, uh, seen enough that there is to see for now. Excuse me." Giving a quick bow to Thomas (it seemed the only appropriate to dismiss herself from such a man) she left the lobby, wanting to be away from the man for what little time she had.

As she left Taylor looked up from the floor, her cheeks flustered a deep red and her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. She couldn't understand her Master's fascination with Jane, but she could see it in the way that he sized her up.

To her Jane seemed to be a very bland girl with her creamy white skin, narrow hips, flat chest, and frizzy black hair. She supposed that it might have been Jane's eyes that were anything worth looking at, a startling shade of hazel so fine that it was practically golden, though she kept them hidden well underneath her Buddy Holly glasses.

Looking back over to Thomas she whimpered, wanting to beg him to stop the vibrating, but being smart enough to know better.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked a bit, using his boot foot to lift Taylor's head he said, "If you want something, you'd better beg for it, as you grab our bags and head towards the elevator."

Thomas himself only smirked, s he headed towards the elevators himself. Jane may be plane, but Taylor should know the repressed ones were always the most fun. By the time they reached the room he'd relented and turned the toys to low. Removing his pants he allowed his hard 12 inch and plenty thick cock out of his jeans. He was hard as he said, "Hm pet, on your knees, give me a tit job while you tell me your most humiliating stories of us being together, I think of one more humiliating then I will send your father pictures of your well fucked ass hole myself, understand?"

He sat down on the silk bed sheets, relaxing he added "Oh, and since we're at the hotel now your not to wear anything inside or outside of the room, unless I give you explicit instructions, so strip."

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor gathered up their bags without a word, looping several of their straps over herself and doing her best not to sigh as they brush against her hardened nipples. She stood trembling next to Thomas in the elevator and could hardly keep in her sound of relief as he turned the toys down to low.

As they reached the hotel room she was carefully to place down his bags, though mostly regarded her own as she placed them out of sight. From across the room she could hear the sound of unzipping his pants and licked her lips before turning around to look at him. Her eyes widened at the sight of his erected cock and she fell to the floor once more, though this time in praise.

"Y-yes, Master." she whimpered, inching herself closer to the bed. Kneeling in front of him she shuddered, her fingers cold against the warm flesh of her chest as she began to kneed her breasts around his cock. It was so impressive that she was hardly able to wrap her breasts all around, though she did her best, trying the entire time to not give into her desire to suck him off as she had not been told to.

Her pussy was throbbing at this point and even with the toys inside of her she felt that it couldn't possibly be enough. For a second she considered sneaking a finger down to stimulate her clitoris but knew that Thomas was too smart for that and would promptly punish her for her disobedience.

"M-my most humiliating story with you... just happened right now!" she gasped, grunting as she rubbed her tits up the shaft of his dick. "Not only did someone from school see me, but I know that everyone in the hobby was looking. I-I could practically feel their breath on me. Th-they were laughing at me, l-laughing at my patheticness." she whimpered, cringing as she began to feel her pussy tighten. No, not now...

--

Jane was just stepping out of the shower back in her room. She glanced briefly over at the mirror and then thought better of it, knowing better than to expect a sex goddess looking back at her.

"What am I doing here?" she mumbled to herself, shaking her head as she toweled off.

Fanning herself, she looked through her suitcase and selected a light blue dress that was only slightly wrinkled. Holding it up to her body she decided that it would have to do and why should it matter what such a sex pervert though of her anyway?

She dressed quickly and then brushed her hair, tying it back with a black hair ribbon.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked, seemingly psychic, but the truth was the man new her body language Being a master was all about something so simple and yet so hard to master. Knowing a pet's limits knowing what she could endure and beg for more. Few readied how easy it was to break the human body, and Thomas a fully trained doctor, as well a physical therapist knew how truly easy it was. He may not love Taylor, and certain times the girl needed to be punished, however no one deserved to be broken. The man groaned as Taylor's tits worked his shaft. Petting her lightly as he said, "Slut, I meant stories we could tell your friend at punch I think she deserves to know the real you, don't you?"

He killed the toys in her cunt and ass right before she came. Less than a "Knife's edge" and he stopped it dead. He smirked to himself as he said, "Move a bit faster you sexy whore, I want to nut on your tits so your friend can see why I keep you around."

Thomas enjoyed the casual tit fucking, he was relaxed and just comfortable. He seemed to be zoning out, however the truth was he was trying to decide if he should play the lunch straight, let his girl act normal, or some mix of both. A bowl of beef and water on the floor was probably a bit much or a "non anticipated", but at the same time he new Fuck Slut would take a mile if he gave her an inch.

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor was passed crying when it came to her activities with Thomas. Perhaps there had been a time when she had first started out with him that she would have shed a tear or two, but after a year she was beyond that. Despite this however, her eyes did widen a mite when she felt him pat her head reassuringly. She fought the urge to look up at him, though she felt her chest swell a bit.

"I-if Master thinks that I should show my true self to people, th-then Master must be right." Taylor said, gasping as she felt the stilling of the sex toys in her two holes. Her shoulders drooped a bit and there was a small sigh, but it was a blink and miss it kind of thing. Without a wink of an eye Taylor was back to work, grunting as she moved her tits faster.

"W-when you made me wear a vibrator in public f-for the first time." she gasped. "It was too dinner with my parents. I almost lost it right there. But I know you were someone in the restaurant watching me. I-I know it." she gasped, rubbing her tits harder against his dick.

--

"This place is so shady..." Jane remarked, looking through the window of her room. It was just as she was about to leave for the bar (a little early, but what did it matter?) when she heard grunting. After spending an hour in the hotel she had already become desensitized to sex sounds, so to speak, but what made these grunts stand out was the undeniable fact that they belonged to Taylor.

"G-good god, are there right outside my door?" she whimpered, tip toeing over to just the hallway through the peep hole. There was no one there, which could only mean... looking over to the left bedroom wall, Jane shuddered and shook her head, pressing her hands to her ears.

What had she gotten herself into by agreeing to a drink with these people?

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas groaned cumming on his slut's tits. He knew going to lunch with his drying cum on her chest would embarrass his pet. A black silk thong, and two alligator clips on her nipples, and of course 12 inch heels and she was ready.

Thomas himself simply slid on a dark red robe but was naked under it.

He slid his wallet int one of the robes pockets and after making sure the thick leather collar he'd recently bought for Taylor was firmly on her neck he headed out the door. On the front of the collar in small diamonds "Fuck Slut" was spelled out.

Reaching the small restaurant he took a table on the deck but still see-able from the door. He pulled one chair away from the table saying to Fuck Slut, "You are to stand, heels down, legs spread on your haunches for the meal, be glad your getting to eat at the table like a person your to be polite and kind, and if you insult or say anything rude you will be punished."

he knew the recent rain and the heels plastic bottoms would make standing a constant chore, also that resting in such a position would cause just the right amount of strain on her body. Relaxing he ordered a glass of room temperature water for his pet, and a mountain dew extra ice for himself. Leaning back he waited for the third member of the group. His hand absentmindedly pinching his pet's ass, or the tiny bit of stomach flab he could find. Just to add to her discomfort.

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor groaned as she felt him shoot out his load against her tits, closing an eye as a small amount flecked on her cheek. Her chest heaved in and out and she fought the urge to bring her hand to brush away some of his semen and taste it, knowing it would only result in more punishment which would them late for their lunch which would once again lead for more punishment.

She was just catching her breath when he brought her what she would be wearing for lunch. Inadvertently gulping, Taylor pulled on the thong and then put the two clips on her breasts, wincing at the weight. She saved the heels for last, steadying herself against the dresser. Looking back she saw her Master slip on a simple red robe and felt herself throbbing once more for him.

When he put on her collar she was still, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of his warm fingers against her neck.

As he lead he through the hallways she could once again feel those phantom eyes on her body, laughing at the cum soaked whore and her dirty body. She held her head up high, silently cursing them for their judgement.

When they reached the restaurant she looked around thoughtfully before following him to the deck. After being instructed on how to sit she grunted and nodded her head, getting up. Her thighs trembled a little and she held the arms of her chair, doing her best to stay up. It didn't help that every now and then he would pinch her, leaving waves of warm underneath his touch.

Jane arrived not too long after, looking sorely out of place among the few patrons in the restaurant. When her eyes fell upon Taylor she shook her head and briefly looked away, wondering how she could have ever felt inferior to such trash.

Taking a breath she walked towards the table and said a quiet greeting, realizing for the first time that Thomas was wearing a robe. Her eye twitched a bit as she worked to keep her few up at his eyes and not down lower to see if he was wearing anything underneath.

"I, uh, apologize for my lateness." she said, wincing a bit as she heard a soft squeal from Taylor's lips as Thomas pinched a small bit of stomach flab.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas shrugged his hand moving inside of his pet's panties, he slid a finger into her soaked fuck channel and said, "Don't worry about it, I'm often early helps me control a situation, and I enjoy control."

Thomas saw the disgust in her eyes, and said, "You really shouldn't' judge before you know the story, tell me do you know Taylor's home life?"

Thomas smirked as he said, "A mother who was the top of her field, a University dean as he father, when little Taylor was born they expected great things, things they screwed up, things they could provide they could provide them assuming she wasn't too lazy, wasn't too selfish to earn them of course."

Thomas added a second finger to Taylor's fuck hole, "Imagine from the moment of your birth being taught, being told you could be better, you could be smarter, B's, what were B's, you could male A's, A's weren't good enough you could do BETTER, that if you didn't do better you were a failure, you brought shame to your family, to those who loved you, they gave her so much, and yet she was just too lazy to appreciate it."

Thomas laughted sharply, as he said, "People like that people who have to deal with that can't relax, it's like always walking sharp blade you take relaxing bath or read a book, she can't, she's a high strung bitch, most people like that turn to drug use, which is what Taylor here tried, alcohol she landed herself in the hospital when her father realized the issue, he referred her to me, see I'm what's known as Professional Dominant, I help people who are so stressed so busy that they feel like they can never relax TO relax."

He smirked that knowing smirk Taylor knew so well, s he added a third finger, "I understand that you might not get it, your normal you don't' run a fortune five hundred company, have a high budget movie depending on your smile you are normal and that is great for you, but Taylor here, she's got people with expectations on her, she's expected to take over as a lawyer within two years, it typically takes four, then she's expected to be credible enough to open her own firm in three years instead of five, then fall in love, and have three kids then represent her mother's company, realize what that's like, having that plan from the moment your conceived, that's a lot of stress."

Thomas popped his knuckles, licking his fingers that had been in Taylor's cunt he said, "My name is Thomas Alexander Smith, I was born to THAT Smith family, the company that makes THOSE computers the ones that your cell phone use, that every GPS uses I am literally a progeny, my father is a third generation genius, my mother is an award wining actress and director, my brother graduated from harvard, and my sister owns one of the major porn companies in the U.S., me, I'm the family black sheep, a techie, I preferred to design offensive things guns, bombs, until one day I shredded half the muscles in my had when a prototype exploded."

He chuckled a bit, "I became a doctor and psychologist, and realized the reason for my accident was a form of suicide, I knew power pack would over load, I in essence attempted suicide subconsciously, I decided to open a special type of health center I have normal therapy secessions, but some people people who could take every cent you've ever made and spend it on a shiny toilet and survive easily, they need a bond, a bond with boundaries, thus where the style of therapy me and Miss Taylor here have."

He ran his "Clean" hand through his hair, "Taylor here is a bitch, I know it, you know it, but it's not all her fault, she was told to be the best, so she identifies with the best, your not that, well in her mind anyway so she sees you as lower than her, part of the reason why I wanted to invite you to join in on Miss Taylor's therapy secessions."

Thomas pulled a contract from his robe's pocket and handed it to the woman. A number in red as Thomas said, "That would of course be your payment for helping."

The number, well the number would allow her to single handedly pay off her entire student loan, pay for another two years of collage, and still if used frugally buy her six months rent and food.

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor's cheeks were flushed red and she bowed her head, as if in a small apology to Jane. There was still a regal tilt to her head and Jane almost fancied that deep, deep down in Taylor's eyes there was still that spark of someone from a well off family that wasn't used to explaining herself or being at the butt of a joke. Her head was turned to the side, more focused on Thomas, though without outright staring at him, anything easier than seeing Plain Jane from school, looking at her with an unbearable mixture of pity and disgust.

She was just starting to relax in her breathing when she felt Thomas's fingers slide down her ass, pushing aside her thong, and inserting into her wet pussy. Her eyes widened and a choked sound passed her lips as she nearly fell, ass down, onto her chair. Clenching tightly on to the chair's arms, her knuckles seemed ghostly white, and Jane was sure that she could see sweat forming on her. For the first time since Jane had arrived to lunch Taylor wasn't concerned with what she thought, more focused on her master as he added more fingers, clenching as she realized she still wasn't sure if she was allowed to come or not.

Jane's nose wrinkled as Thomas rattled off about Taylor, the usual sob story about constantly being under pressure by her parents, never feeling adequate enough. Her hands rested in her lap, fiddling with the hem of her skirt as she tried to focus on what he was saying and not notice the small, breathy sounds passing Taylor's lips as she was worked over right in front of her classmate.

"Therapy?" Jane finally asked, looking right into Thomas's eyes. "Her father found you? He knows what you're doing to her?" There was a slight edge to her voice, once again judgmental.

"How is this supposed to be relaxing? She looks like she hasn't showered in months when the semester ended only a week ago! L-look at her!" Jane said, her voice cracking a little at her discomfort as she motioned to the drying jizz on Taylor's breasts. "Do you just molest your 'clients' for your own fun and then write it as a humble building exercise?"

Taylor had been looking over at Thomas, breathing in shakily when he moved his hand from her, licking his knuckles. There was a sort of pleased look in her eye, a certain expectation, or hope, that he thought that she tasted good, despite her filth. As Jane began to go on about morals and her questionable therapy sessions Taylor tensed up even more, jerking her head a little to look at her classmate.

She almost looked as if she were ready to bark at Jane again to mind her own fucking business and to not criticize her master, but only almost as she knew it would only lead to more punishment for her. It was true that to people outside of this dingy world of fetishes and pleasure that she must look like an alien, dirty and reeking of semen and sweat, but to Taylor it was the first time that she'd ever felt a real freedom. Her father may have stumbled across Thomas, but he couldn't possibly know the extent of his sessions. He had no power over whether or not Taylor left or stayed. There was something refreshing about having this secret and keeping it from her father. To be going against the standard morals of "waiting until marriage" and a white wedding and popping out a few kids when the right time showed itself.

Jane bit her lip and looked away from Taylor, still finding it hard to believe that this was the girl who walked through the corridors of their college with a Gucci bag slung over one shoulder, Chanel clothes on her body, and Prada shoes on her feet.

"You, you want to invite me to Taylor's sessions?" Jane asked, looking up at Thomas again. How much humiliation was Taylor supposed to take? Jane didn't even like the girl, and never had, but in some ways it was almost heartbreaking to think that her father had found her this man and that she was so deluded into thinking that all of this was for her benefit.

As he slid the contract on to the table Jane felt her lip twitch, cautiously bringing it closer and peering down at the printed words. The figure in red made Jane's gazing eyes stop immediately, and she felt her pulse beating in her ears. "P-payment?"

Jane came from a poor family in Kentucky, her parents were farmers. Her older sister was a child from her father's previous marriage who lived with her mother and whom Jane had only seen in the summer up until the age of sixteen. Aside from her cousin Kendra, Jane was the first generation in he r family to be going to college and unlike Kendra her's was out of state and not community. After years of studying and scrimping and turning down invitations to go out with friends on the weekends and party, Jane had finally been able to get herself a scholarship at Taylor's father's college. A payment such as the one placed before her was more than she could have ever hoped to see before ending college. She could finally wire something home to her parents, get her father some treatment for his arthritis and maybe even get the hole in the roof fixed.

"I-I..." she gasped, seeming almost as tense as Taylor. Money like this never came free. Surely she would have to do more than just watch Taylor suffer or be humiliated. Was she willing to go through any of that for the sake of money. "I-I'm supposed to be here on vacation," she mumbled, biting on her protruding bottom lip. This felt more like Hell to her than anything that had been preached to her in church back in Kentucky. "I don't think I'll ever fully know what I'm agreeing to."

She was starting to rationalize and was almost beginning to push the contract back to him when felt her cellphone vibrating in her purse. Jane thought back to her sister, her perfect sister who came from riches and practically burnt her money because she had so much of it. Her sister who had shelled out all of this money to comfortably keep her at this humiliating place as a way of cutting loose after a hard semester. She was probably calling to see if she had checked out yet, not believing that someone as high strung and vanilla as Jane would stay for more than an hour before running away in terror. It didn't even matter to her sister about all of the money that went to waste, it was all just a game. Her fists clenched at the very thought of her sister laughing at her.

"I-if I sign this contract... I want half of the money immediately sent to my parent's bank account in Minnesota. I want this done or else I'll leave right now." she said, her voice shaking even as she tried to stay strong.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked, "Jane, I'll go one step above and me personal call to my friend whose an hour away or your family's home, he's a well known arthritis specialist, I'll have him check out your father's case write him a prescription for a years worth of meds and have my company pay for them and have the money wired with call, do you really think all we work with are spoiled princesses who have stress issues?"

Thomas knew the woman would be surprised as he said, "I just said I work or the government and top private companies in the world, do you really think I couldn't put the word out and get a back ground check, I know everything from how fr your mother dialed when she had you, to when you touched down in this city, I had to make sure you didn't have any STD's after all."

Looking at the farm raised girl he said, "Honestly her father knows ore than she thins but less then you do, after all my counseling sessions aren't cheap her father pays ALOT of money what we're paying you is ten percent of that of what I get per secession, d we have 3 a week during the school year five a week when school's out."

He smirked a bit as he said, "I partially wanted you involved in Taylor's treatment for three reasons, the first is your the same but opposites, your putting the stress and work ethics on yourself, but your just as close to snapping as Taylor was, however the cost for you will be much worse, the second is it will help Taylor and you, you are someone she sees below her I see you for the woman you are while you see yourself as a hard worker who has to focus 100% on doing well, she needs reigns you need fun, a chance to let your hair down and relax a bit this will do that."

He relaxed a bit as he said, "The third reason, well it's a bit selfish, I want to fuck you hard, see I know the quieter more reserved ones are the ones who scream and cum the hardest."

He relaxed a bit as he slid his middle finger into Taylor, letting his middle finger work her G-spot. He wanted to start issuing Jane some orders, but at the same time didn't want to scare the girl off contract or no, so he'd wait until she signed, then issue simple order.

 

[neonmartian]

Jane tensed as he listed off the knowledge he had collected about her, only looking up when he mentioned her father. "And you'll help?" she asked. "No matter what you'll help him?"

Taylor seemed to be watching her cautiously now, obviously not highly in favor of Jane becoming a partner of sorts but knowing that if it was what her master wanted it didn't really matter what she thought. Despite the pleasure she felt when Thomas inserted his middle finger inside her, she remained focused on Jane and her decision which would ultimately effect the both of them.

Jane's cheeks colored at Thomas's admission to want to bed her, and to bed her rough. "I-I'm not sure where you're going make such assumptions about me. I know where I stand in that sort of thing, and I'm sure this will only help to reaffirm your, shall we say, affection for Taylor." It was becoming apparent to Jane that this was really happening though she still wasn't entirely sure what that meant. Would she be like Taylor a week from now? Well, she thought to herself, all vacations had to end and eventually she would be free of her deal with him.

Her tongue darted out to lick her lips and she sighed as she reached for the pen. "Just one last thing," she said, her pen poised over the dotted line. "Please don't let him find out about what I'm agreeing to." Nodding her head, she wrote out her signature across the line, a sinking feeling growing in her heart.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smiled, "Jane, don't worry believe it or not I can be subtle."

He gently took Jane's hand rubbing it in a way that was oddly arousing. Pressure points and tense muscles in the hand. Thomas knew him stuff well s he said, "Taylor has been with me a year, it will be easier for you."

Sitting back he said, "Slut, accompany Miss DuBois to the bathroom, show her what pleasure your skanky tongue can bring, you have ten minutes for two orgasms and."

He leaned into Taylor's ear, "I expect you to show her what pleasure can come from both her lower holes."

He looked at Jane, "Jane, you are to go to the bathroom, remove your underwear ad bra, and later after Taylor has achieved her secret orders you are to bring them to me and record Taylor doing as she was ordered with her Cell Phone."

He'd been nice with Jane but definitive, while with Taylor he'd bee cold but caring and devious at the same time. Leaning back he said, "I'll see you ladies in fifteen minutes."

 

[neonmartian]

Jane shivered when he took her head, expecting him to kiss it. Her left brow lifted a bit as he merely gave her hand a soft rub, though she did feel a little better after it. At least well enough to not question him until she reached the bathroom with Taylor. It wasn't until she was coming out of the bathroom stall with her folded bra and underwear (not much of an impressive set, just plain white cotton) and she saw Taylor looking at her that it occurred to her that something was about to occur that she wouldn't like.

"Sit down," Taylor urged, her voice only a bit haughty as she got Jane to sit down in a plastic white chair. Handing Jane her cellphone she instructed her to start recording, though Jane was unsure of what it was that she was supposed to be observing.

Taylor dropped to her knees in front of Jane, looking at her thoughtfully before opening her legs, both of her hands on either of Jane's knees. "Try not to have such a bug up your ass and let yourself enjoy this, alright?" she said, mindful of the camera and to be at least somewhat considerate towards Jane.

What occurred after this left Jane positively red and stunned, unable to describe what had just happened to her. "D-did he just tell you to do that?! Without even telling me." she gasped, leaning against the sink and staring at her flushed red reflection in the mirror. It was when Jane had her back to Taylor that Taylor just to creep up behind her and lift her skirt, promptly fulfilling the second of her assignments from Thomas.

When they left the bathroom 15 minutes later Jane had an unreadable expression on her face and it took her a while to talk. When it seemed she was going to talk she froze mid word and fanned herself, leaning back in her chair and simply muttering, "Oh my god." her voice trembling with thinly veiled confused pleasure.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked as he said, "Okay pet, you earned a Hamburger, instead of a loose met sandwich, Jane enjoy your after glow, but would you like a burger as well?"

The waiter had returned and looked slightly put out, but also caused. Thomas tucked Jane's bra and panties into a robe pocket. He knew the woman was confused and aroused, and surprised and a dozen other things. People often thought he told his pets to "Use descriptive words" because he wanted to her all the sordid details. While that was part of it, he also knew things were different for different people, and to have them describe what happened showed how they felt better than just conferring what they seemed to show. Leaning back he said "When your ready Jane I'd love to her what happened in the restroom."

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor seemed pleased with her praise from Thomas and was even able to stand a little taller, despite the uncomfortable position that she was in. Jane on the other hand still looked as if she were about to faint, absentmindedly fanning herself with a collection of napkins.

"A-ah, no thanks. J-just water." she mumbled, looking down.

When he asked Jane to tell him what had happened in the bathroom a part of her wanted to snap at him that he knew damn well what had happened seeing as he was the one who had told Taylor to do it. Shaking her head she took a deep breath, shuddering a bit.

It had been a while since Jane had sexual contact of any sorts and the fact that it had come from someone who she considered to be her enemy was more than disconcerting. "I don't, I don't really know..." she whispered, her hands flying to her cheeks, which were burning red. "I-I've never been touched like that in my entire life. A-and I just don't understand. I'm not attracted to women, not that there's anything wrong with that... it's just... I don't understand why it felt so..." she buried her face in her hands, unable to continue and Taylor had to stifle a laugh.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked at the befuddled Jane, "Silly girl, I've trained Slut here to do goo, that's the point enough friction and force applied to the right place whether it's your soul mate or a horny dog, this week is all about relaxing kicking back, and having fun, so don't worry I will show you exactly how far this rabbit hole goes Alice."

Thomas smirked at Taylor, "Since she doesn't seem to understand what happened, why don't you "Show" her again this time giving her a nice play by play, your used to being on your knees under table right slut?"

 

[neonmartian]

"Y-you can't possibly mean for her to do that right here." Jane said, looking around at the few other people that there were. Already in the public bathroom had been too wild for her comfort and she could already feel her pulse picking up.

Taylor nodded her head to Thomas, getting up from her seat. "Yes, Master." she said, licking her lips before getting under the table. It was clear when she was to Jane when a cry passed Jane's lips and she pulled apart her legs when her hands.

Jane's legs were trembling and Taylor bit down on her inner thigh to stop them. She licked her tongue around the bite, tasting some excess cum. There was the desire for her to taunt Jane but she knew that it wasn't here place. "I'm going to start now. Don't make too much noise or else everyone is going to look at you and that cute little face." Despite her dislike for Jane it was cute that the innocent girl's cries and faces were enough to get anyone off.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked a bit, enjoying the reactions, he let his foot lazily rub Taylor's crotch. Teasing her over sensitized cunt with his big toe. He leaned back. Looking at Jane he said, "Pay attention Jane I want you to be able to tell me everything she does okay?"

Thomas smirked as he looked at Jane, "So Jane sweetie, tell us your secrets, I want to now what makes your thigh's soaking wet."

 

[neonmartian]

Taylor was just starting to get down to business, kissing his way to Jane's soaking pussy, sucking down on her clit. "You're so easily excitable," she grunted, the scent of Jane's excitement very pungent. She began to let her tongue sneak into Jane's cunt, slamming it in practically when she felt Thomas's big toe stimulating her from behind. She growled against Jane, deciding that now was a good time to take out her frustrations.

"O-oh no, Taylor, please..." Jane gasped, her voice shaking. Her hand covered over her mouth, her blush reaching her entire face. "N-no one's ever done this before..." she answered, her face burning at the humiliation of admitting this to someone so obviously experienced as Thomas. "I-it's indecent, b-but..." she shyly looked down at Taylor and then back up, her eyes wide at the sight of Taylor lapping at her pussy juices, her cheeks flushed with an emotion that Jane couldn't place.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked, "I think you like public Miss Jane."

Thomas new he should show a bit more restraint, but he couldn't help it. Moving he took Jane's ankles, and put them on the table. Her cunt flashing anyone who looked that way. He then put Taylor on the table, pushing her face into Jane's cunt. This somewhat effectively hid the shy girl's cunt Taylor would get no such mercy however as her panties were slid down and Thomas's large ember took her cunt. Groaning in pleasure.

Thomas road Taylor hard. Handing a belt to Jane he said, "Talk to her, tell her how good she's doing and spank her back with hat."

 

[neonmartian]

Jane's faces were contorting in the sweetest ways, her moans a mix between pleasure and embarrassment as Taylor continued to tease her soaking pussy with her tongue. It was just as Taylor was starting to nibble at the lips of Jane's cunt that she felt Thomas pull her ankles up on to the table. "N-no...!" she cried out, her head going back and her face burying into her hands in embarrassment. Her skirt fell back to around her hips, but she was hardly able to complain as Taylor was forced into the table and back into her cunt.

"T-taylor..." Jane gasped, her hands burying themselves in Taylor's long blonde hair. She could hear Taylor gasp into her pussy and her eyes widened and a cry passed her lips as she saw Thomas grunting behind her. Jane licked her lips watching him, nodding her head as he handed her the belt. She focused back on Taylor, her thighs squeezing her a bit as she started to urge her on.

"F-faster..." she gasped, her voice sounding strangled. "F-faster!" she repeated, as she gave Taylor a swift whip to the hips.

 

[ThomasRHellsing]

Thomas smirked a bit, the girl going with this extremely well. He figured she was so lost in he cunt eating she didn't know what was happening. He continued slamming his cock into Taylor's cunt, at about half his maximum speed, however he me sue his shaft ground into her G-spot. Deep had thrusts that let everyone around know what was happening.

Deciding Jane's tits looked ignored he reached over. Lowering the strap on her sun dress he let his thumbs circle his nipples. Before pinching them lightly and tweaking them. Rubbing them with his thumbs wondering how hard he could get them. He sired saying, "Plain Jane, you'd better not cum without permission Taylor knows better but I'm warning you."