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| Bad Saleswoman 2
By: Indymale
Bad Saleswoman 2: Pain and Pleasure
Krystal was the always-busy Administrative Assistant. Between her kids and work, she never got out. Most of her weekends were spent in at soccer games or in her home version of the office. She was a divorced woman of mid 30's with dark hair and medium muscular build. She wasn't unattractive but because of the rim glasses she wore and the fact she kept her hair tucked up, you would not think much of her to look at her. All the salespeople counted on Krystal. Her position with the company was pivotal. Of course being the AA meant she also collected the least pay. It was not bad, but when surrounded by cocky salespeople in BMW's and Porsches while you are driving the Ford wagon could get a bit overwhelming. Especially when she worked harder and put in more hours than they did. With sales being behind, she was staying later at work. In fact several times I had locked her in the building by accident, as she was not prone to making much noise as she did her work. She would call me and I would begrudgingly come back and let her out. Krystal was working late the evening when Janie and I had our encounter. Neither Janie nor I knew she was there. She heard glass break in my office. She peered through the blinds and watched as Janie had passionately fucked on my desk. When she saw we had finished, she raced out of the office and home. She went to the one safe haven she had from her kids, it was an old barn she now used for storage. With Janie and I still on her mind, she pulled a vibrator she had hidden in one of the storage boxes and laid down on the old table. She muffled her screams of pleasure as she vigorously stroked her clit. Her orgasm came from deep inside her as she replayed the image of Janie and I in her mind. She awoke the next day troubled about how she would work around her boss and Janie. How could she sit across from his desk and listen to his lectures on being professional when all she would see in her mind was his large cock thrusting in and out of Janie's pussy? She decided to take a sick day and think about how to clear her head. She did the same the next day. After the first day the office began calling to ask her questions about work. Everyone who called seemed falsely sympathetic to her being sick. She got upset by this, but subdued her rage and said she'd be in tomorrow. She was home alone when she heard a knock at the door. It was raining when she opened the door to see me standing there a bit drenched from the rain. "Hello John" she said. "What brings you here?" "I'm here to see if you are planning to come back to work?" I said in my boss tone. "I think you had better come inside." She opened the door and let me in. She pointed me to the kitchen table. "I have a business proposition for you" she said sternly. I had just sat down as she said this. I leaned back in the chair. "Let's hear it" Krystal told me everything she had seen. I had a gaunt look on my face as she told me about every sweaty detail of what happened between Janie and I. Just hearing the story sent a shiver down my spine. This was a woman who had me by the balls. Yet there was an odd overtone of sexuality about the way she described it. It was not long before I felt a bit if stiffness in my pants. "So what do you want?" I said coldly. "I want you, John." "What do you mean?" "If you come out to the barn and follow my orders, I will forget all of this happened" Forcefully I said, "What the hell does that..." "Stop! No need to get angry, just a few hours in the barn and you will be in the clear. If I hear you say another word without me asking you a question, then the deal is off, got it?" I nodded my head. "SAY IT!" "Yes?" "YES WHAT?" "Yes Krystal?" "That's better, now go out to the barn and strip!" I looked into her eyes to see if she was serious. There was a cold look in her eyes. It kind of frightened me. She pointed out the door and to the barn. I got up and headed out through the rain. I stopped when I entered the barn. It was an old horse barn, but it had been a long time since any horses were there. There were boxes stacked in the stalls on either side. All of them had writing on them as to their contents. I looked around for a light and after I turned it on realized it did not provide much more light. In the center of the barn was an old lab table. It looked ancient, but very sturdy. On the back wall was a bunch of horse tack, leather and nylon lines and bridals used for moving horses about. They looked new, like someone had forgotten to add the horses. Ten minutes had gone by when the barn door slid open. There stood Krystal in a full-length trench coat. Her eyes fixed on me as she slammed the door shut."I thought I told you to strip!" "Yes Krystal." I said fumbling around with the buttons on my dress shirt. "Did I ask you a question?" "No Krystal." "Then shut up and get those clothes off!" I got undressed so hurriedly I nearly fell over trying to get my shoes off. My jacket and dress shirt came off as one. I undid my pants and they fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and stood there in my boxer briefs. "All of it!" I pulled down my boxer briefs and stood there. "What happened to the hard cock I saw when I talked to you in the house?" "I don't know Krystal." She pulled undid her trench coat and let it fall off her arms onto the floor. She wore a shiny PVC bra and matching panties with a zipper running down the center, thigh high black boots with a long stiletto spiked heel. Her hair was down and her straight black hair hung down to her breasts. She stepped over and picked up a riding crop that hung from a nail in the wall. "Well you had better find it quick. Lay on the table!" I climbed backwards onto the table. It was cold against my bare flesh. I sat upright. She walked across the room and pointed the crop into my chest. I lay down against the cold table. "You are my slave, you got that?" "Yes Krystal." "Put your arms above your head." She walked by me as I put my arms up. She grabbed a leather line from the back wall and came back to me. She wrapped the line around my left wrist and then threw it under the table. She walked around to the other side and grabbed the other end of the line and tied it to my right wrist. "I still don't see a hard cock! How are you going to pleasure me with a soft cock?" "I don't know Krystal" Smack! She hit my thigh with the crop. I jolted as she hit me. The pain did not register at first, but now it filled my head. "I want a hard cock! Now!" She hit me again on the other thigh. I concentrated hard on any sexy image I could trying to harden my cock. Every time I would pull one up in my head, a rush of pain would fill my body making me think of nothing but the pain. "Tell me how you are going to please your Mistress." "My tongue, mistress." She smiled at this suggestion. She climbed onto the table and sat on my stomach. "Let me see it." I stuck out my tongue. "That might do, I'd better test it first though." She said as she moved up and straddled my face. "Lick my panties like you would lick my pussy." I licked my tongue up and down her panties along the zipper than ran the length of her pussy. The smell of the PVC and her pussy made my mouth water as she began to grind her hips on my face. I could feel my cock begin to harden. She looked back to see it was now hard and jumped off of me. "I knew you could please your mistress." She walked back to the wall and grabbed a piece of thick twine. "I'll save this for later" she said as she tied my cock up tight. "First I am going to use your tongue." She climbed up on top of me and reached between her legs and unzipped her panties. Her pussy was open to me and I stared at it. She had large inner labia that protruded from her lips. It was already very wet and begged to be licked. She also had a large clit that was now exposed. She moved forward quickly and sat on my mouth. My tongue licked her hard as she ground her hips against my tongue. She reached down and closed off my nose. I began to feel light headed as she moaned against my slowing tongue. She lifted herself just enough so I could breathe and I gasped as she kept her wet mound of flesh above my face. As soon as I began to catch my breath she sat back down grinding her sweet pussy into my face. She tasted so good. If I was going to die, this was suddenly how I wanted to go. I could her moans deepen as she ground quickly against my mouth. She released my nose and the smell of her drifted into me. I looked up and she was squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples under her now lifted bra. Her eyes were closed and her head tilted back as she screamed. I felt her body shutter as her pussy tightened. Juices ran down my cheek as her orgasm persisted. All of a sudden she fell forward onto her hands and lifted her pussy above my face. Her pussy was so wet it dripped around my face. My mouth was still open and I could taste some of the sweetness as it fell onto my now sore tongue. "Good work, slave" she commented as she got off the table. She pulled off her panties and hung them on the wall. She then pulled down her bra to once again cover her white breasts. She walked to the back and grabbed another leather strap. She pulled me to the edge of the table, just enough so my butt was half on and I felt I was about to fall off. She tied my legs to each of the table legs. Then she walked into one of the stalls and started looking through one of the boxes. My cock was in pain by now. It was the hardest it had been in a long time and was turning purple from a lack of blood flow. I began to moan in pain from it. Krystal stopped digging in the box and opened up another. She pulled out a leather strap with a hard rubber ball sewn into it. She walked up by my head and said "I am sick of your moaning so I guess I'm going to have to put a ball gag on you." The ball barely fit in my mouth and kept it open. She latched it behind my head and went back to the first box. She pulled out a rubber dildo with a curved tip. She turned around and held it up. And looked at me. A look of terror came over my face and she smiled. "Yes this will do" She walked over to my now spread eagle legs and said "If you are going to whine like a bitch then I'm going to fuck you like one" She spat on the dildo and moved it down my ass. When she got to my anus she pushed on it a bit with the tip. "Hmm you've got a tight one," she said in a sexy way. Her open hand slid down her body and I heard her unzip her panties. She moved the dildo down and slid it around her still soaked pussy coating it in her juices. She brought it back up to me and pressed the tip against my now clenched anus. She pushed and it began to slide into me. I bit down against the ball gag as a mixture of pain and surprise filled my head. She worked the dildo in and out of me each time going a bit deeper than before. I began to relax and was getting a weird feeling like I might cum at any moment. She continued to work it in and out as her other hand slid up and undid my cock from its twine. A feeling of both pain and pleasure filled my body as my cock was released. My stomach muscles clenched tight as I came hard throwing cum all over my chest. Krystal was unrelenting as this only made her push into me harder and deeper. The orgasm was unlike anything I had experienced. My orgasmic muscles clenched every time she pushed into me. After a minute of orgasm that seemed like an eternity, she slowed and eventually slid the dildo out of me. I was exhausted. My body ached. I just wanted to go to sleep. Darkness enveloped me and I passed out on the table. I was awakened by a bucket of water to my face and a slam of the barn door. After my brain regained full consciousness, I realized my ball gag had been removed. My wrists were now tied in front me, my ankles were tied and now I was laying flat drawn out on the table. My cum that had almost covered my chest was now cleaned up. I heard the door open and Krystal walked in wearing the trench coat. "Nice of you to wake up, slave". She opened her trench coat revealing a lacy red bra, panties with a matching red garter belt and thigh high stockings. My cock almost immediately got hard at the site of this. When it did I felt a pain coming from the region of my cock and pelvic muscles. I had just had the orgasm of a lifetime a few moments ago and I was not ready for sex again. This did not stop Krystal however. She walked to me. "Nice slave, you got your cock all ready for your mistress". With that she climbed on the table and spread her legs. What I did not realize were crotchless panties opened to reveal her beautiful pussy. She straddled my body and moving forward to from my thighs pushed my cock against my stomach. She moved her pussy back and forth over it coating it with her sweet juices. Every time she would slide against the head of my cock a shock of both pain and pleasure pulsed over my body. No matter how much it hurt I wanted to be inside of her. She slid forward just enough for my now pulsing cock to move across her pussy. She leaned down to my face. "Now its time for you to please your mistress". At that moment she pushed back hard against my cock driving it deep into her. She slid forward slowly and then back violently driving me all the way into her. She rocked against me driving me quicker and quicker into her. Soon a small moan could be heard from her lips. She leaned back and ground her hips against me. She reached behind her back and undid her bra. She let it fall from her arms exposing her amazing breasts to me. I stared at them and she moved my tied hands to her left breast. I massaged it as I lightly rolled the nipple in my fingers. Her breast was firm and the nipple was long and hard. I wanted them in my mouth so bad. I gave the nipple a little squeeze and she moaned. I was looking at her face as I felt my fingers get wet. I looked down and saw breast milk appear from her nipple. This excited me and I pulled more firmly on her nipple. A small stream of milk strew out and landed on my chest. "Please, Mistress, please." I said. She smiled and leaned forward. She hovered her breast above my mouth and I lunged at it. She pulled back teasing me. "Do you need this?" "Yes mistress, please" She slowed her ride on my cock and balancing on one hand grabbed her left breast with the other. "Open wide, slave" I opened my mouth as she squeezed her breast and nipple. At first a few drops fell into my mouth. It was warm and sweet. She regrasped and squeezed. A stream of milk fell across my face and outreached tongue. I savored it for a moment and licked what had landed on my lips. No sooner had I opened my mouth again and she shoved her swollen nipple into my mouth. I suckled at like I had been starved. "Good work slave" she said as she began to grind her hips against me. The milk flowed down my throat as my cock screamed in pain. I could feel an orgasm building in the both of us. Her breaths became quicker and she moaned deeply as ground my cock deep into her. My body began to tighten as I felt my orgasm climb. She pulled her breast off my face and began to move wildly up and down. I could no longer control my body I thrust my hips up as my now sore muscles pumped what ever I had left into her hot pussy. She felt my cum and smiled, but kept grinding. My body convulsed with orgasm every time I entered her. She went faster and faster. I was screaming from both pain and pleasure. She was loosing her breath as she came screaming, her body trembling from an orgasm. She rolled her head back as she slowed. Waves of trembling still enveloped her body and I could feel her pussy grabbing tight to my cock. She fell forward onto me breathing. She lay there for a couple of minutes. Catching her breath. Like a changed woman who awoke from a trance she arose and asked: "Are you Okay?" "Yes" "I am going to untie you in a bit, but you need to promise me thing some things are going to change." "What's that?" "Two things; One, you will respect all the work I put in to making you and the others look good. Two, you will not tell any of the others what went on today." "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes mistress" "Good, now you only have one more task to do before your mistress lets you go." I looked puzzled into her eyes. "You only suckled the left breast, you need to finish the job, okay?" "Yes, mistress." |

