Bess on hearing that, had to work her way through her own orgasm as she licked the wrinkly puffy snatch in her face. Eunice soon arched, pulling the back of Bess’s head into her core and left her orgasm on Bess’s face.
Eunice pushed the woman’s face off her now tender crotch. “You, my dear, are more than adequate at that. I want to piss in your mouth now. Is that a problem?”
Bess leaned back on her heels, put her hands behind her back, grasping each elbow and opened her mouth while tilting her head back. Her tongue exposed two of the three posts as it stuck waiting for the urine to splash against it.
“That was a test, I don’t really want to piss in your lovely mouth, I just wanted to know I could.” Eunice said.
“My turn.” Joe stated.
Bess crawled to the side of the large desk and knelt in front of Joe. He reached down and pulled her nipple rings upward.
“Remove my pants with your teeth, keep your hands behind your back.” Joe demanded.
Bess had been practicing this on a mannequin at home. Joe’s slacks had the button and hook security. It had been a little trickier to figure out. She had the waist band opened in two tugs and a push with her tongue. The zipper was easy. She bit the crotch and waited for him to lift his ass off the seat.
When he lifted, she pulled, and his trousers slid to wad up around his ankles. He was wearing boxers.
“May I remove your boxers with my mouth Sir?” Bess asked.
“Yes, dear. You may.” Joe responded, standing.
Bess did not work on the legs, she put her mouth directly on the crotch. Carefully bunched the material away from his scrotum and bit hard. She pulled downward and the boxers joined the slacks on the floor. He kicked free of both.
“May I touch your cock with my mouth Sir?” Bess asked.
“You may.” Joe answered.
“May I suck your cock, like mine and my husband’s lives depended on me doing a good job?” Bess asked.
“Well put and they may well depend on it.” Joe reminded her.
She started as Candy had shown and Inga had taught. Lift the glans from the scrotum with the first 1/4″ of your tongue. Keep your hands behind your back and hold the tender tissue in your mouth.
Flick the first post across the final half inch of the glans and suck any liquid out of the slit. As the cock hardens use the first two posts to stroke the underside, while slobbering in the shaft. Start to make the gurgling slutty sounds seen on porn videos. Once the cock is hard, drive your lips to the base and lick the scrotum.
Now that the cock is hard, fuck your face. The harder the better. Randomly stay buried until the man pushes your head back to give you a breath. If he lets you pass out, that is ok also. Inga had Bess pass out many times with a cock buried in her throat. Bess plunged into Joe’s abdomen. She held forward with a small amount of slobber flowing down her lower lip and dangling on her breasts.
Joe watched into her eyes. She had not taken them from his face the entire process of servicing his cock. He could see her fighting for air. She did not waver or move her eyes. The slut’s face started to turn purple. She lost consciousness with her eyes still on his face. The lids fluttered occasionally, but she held position.
Joe lifted the unconscious woman to his heavy desktop. He opened a drawer for some lubricant. He pulled the 4″ plug from her ass and shot lubricant into the collapsing hole. Setting the plug aside he pushed his cock directly into the maw.
She woke to a 9″ thick cock pounding into her asshole. Bess moaned in pleasure. Joe was using her large tits for leverage to bang that asshole. She began to twitch and buck having an anal orgasm on Joe’s cock. She had done a 2-gallon enema so there was no chance Joe was getting shit on his cock.
She felt him bury in her and his index fingers through the rings on her tits, pulled her nipples as he squeezed and released them with each shot of the liquid from his cock. He let go and stood back from the used woman.
Bess looked up at him with doe eyes and asked, “Sir, may I clean my mess from your cock?”
“Yes, be careful of the tenderness.” Joe said.
Bess licked and sucked the lubricant and her anal juices off the semi hard phallus. Joe put his boxers on. His pants followed.
“You may dress for dinner; we will continue this after.” Joe told her.
Bess crawled to the Matron. “Is there anything else you require Ma’am?” Bess asked.
“No, do as Joe said, and I will see you at the table. Now go freshen yourself. The maid will show you to the restroom.” Eunice told her.
A young woman in Victorian maid’s dress was at the door to escort Bess to a restroom when it opened. Bess had just wrapped her dress around herself and risen from her knees. She grabbed her clutch and followed the 6″ heeled hobnailed boots across the highly polished wood. The restroom she was shown was in the hall, amongst the bedroom doors, she assumed.
Bess, taking direction from Inga had a small ten-ounce bottle with a nozzle in her clutch. She filled it with warm soapy water and irrigated her ass. This allowed the cum to flow into the toilet. Joe had not plugged it back after using it. Bess felt empty, but this is how he wanted her, or he would have plugged her.
Wetting paper from the restroom Bess cleaned her thighs from the juices she had dribbled on them. She knew that she had at least two orgasms in the Den. She was still aroused as hell. This for real shit was a great turn on. She checked her make up and the stylist had done a great job at it. She applied more gloss to her lips and opened the restroom door.
The maid was right there to take her to the dining room.
Bess walked in and saw three women and two men at the left side of Joe. All were in pet gear. Some leather, some fake fur. There were two cats, two dogs and a bunny. They waited for their bowls to be filled. Eunice had a male, near her age at her feet, naked except for a cage over a shriveled cock and tiny testicles.
Eunice was pulling on what had to be a 6″ around plug in the man’s ass. Just as it would almost escape the ring she would release, and he would grunt.
“This is my husband, he is not Joe’s father, that was my lover, Tony. This imp couldn’t produce anything but money. I kept him for that and got satisfaction elsewhere. How long has it been since I let you orgasm in my pussy Bernard?” Eunice asked.
“52 years 6 months and 12 days Ma’am. I was allowed to consummate our marriage and it did not produce a child, so you cuckolded me.” Bernard replied, from the floor.
Bess stood with her hands behind her back in the box tie position, legs shoulder width and waited for instruction.
“Would you like to eat with the pets. Or the adults?” Joe asked.
“I would like to please yourself and Ma’am, I will eat how you decide.” Bess answered.
Eunice responded, “Quit teasing the girl. Bess sits between my son and I. Pull your dress up so I can enjoy the wetness you seem to always have and eat a steak with us.”
Bess did as instructed. Her filmy dress was bunched around her waist. Leaning forward her clit ring would tap the hard wooden seat. The flesh tunnels and rings in her Labia Majora and Minora scraped as she wiggled. She only wiggled because of Eunice’s busy fingers.
“You really are a high-strung thing aren’t you. How did you ever make it before you found out?” Eunice asked.
“I focused on work, cooking, and cleaning. Now my piece of shit husband cooks and cleans, hopefully I will work for you two! So now I focus on work, and it brings me pleasure.” Bess answered.
Eunice would play with the rings and folds of Bess’s pussy. She would then raise her fingers for Bess to clean or lower them for her husband. Bess was allowed wine and Joe ordered her a rare steak for dinner.
Before her conversion Bess only ate fish and the rest of her diet was vegetarian. She quickly and efficiently ate the bloody red meat.
Joe smiled and said, “You will spend the night in my bed. Your servicing of the debt will start tomorrow. I am starting you at the top. Congratulations. You and Jim will be debt free before you know it.”
“Add $20K to the ledger. Inga starts on him tomorrow. In 6 weeks, he goes into service in the port district. Inga and I have an agreement. We will see what he earns. It will all go to the debt.
Eunice asked, “Would you consider selling the pathetic man?”
“I might, what are you thinking?” Bess asked.
“I save you the $20K of training and give Joe the $92K of your enhancements for your pathetic husband?” Eunice offered.
“Throw in the maid to keep my house clean, do laundry and cook. I will agree.” Bess countered.
“Send the worm here tomorrow, pay for a one-way uber and I will receive him at 4pm. You will never see him again. The maid will ride home with you tomorrow. Shake?”
Bess dropped to her knees under the table and crawled to Eunice’s crotch.
“Please allow me to seal the deal Ma’am” Bess said into the older woman’s crotch.
“You already have, crawl from under the table. Leave the dress and clutch. Follow my son upstairs and get your brains fucked out.” Eunice said.
As Joe got up from the table Eunice motioned him over to whisper in his ear.
“She is rare, a true submissive, not a slut, not a subbie slut but a person that is most excited to submit to the will of another. Do not break her and she is worth millions.
Joe entered the master suite to find Bess as she left the dining room. Wearing heels and her rings. He took her hand and lifted her to her feet. He lovingly removed her heels. Took her to the shower and they washed each other.
For the first time in a long time, Joe made love to a woman and did not fuck her or use her. Bess was pliable. She became what he needed. When he used her mouth and ass earlier, she became fuck meat. Now she was a loving beautiful woman.
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