His eyes now were fixed on me as he again took another puff of his cigar.
“What do you think Bruce?”
“Would Carol take of that pretty dress for say $200?”
“I don’t know Rob you will have to ask her.”
I was beginning to feel uneasy as I glanced in Ann’s direction, however her smile didn’t give me any comfort that she would put a stop to this whole thing.
“What do you think Carol?”
“Would you take your dress off for $200?”
I was feeling uneasy as I looked to Bruce for support. There was none forth coming and I could see that look which told me that I was on my own. I smiled at Rob trying to take his comments in a lighthearted way.
“Please Mr. Foster, I mean Rob.”
“I think this may have gone a bit far.”
“Oh I don’t think so,” he replied.
“I’ll ask you again.”
“Will you take it off for $200?”
I could feel the tears well in my eyes and I knew I would not be supported by any of them. I should take control and leave, but I would have to walk past Bruce and I know he would prevent me from doing so.
“Come on honey,” Bruce told me.
“What’s the problem?”
“Just take it off.”
“I’m sure you have nothing to hide.”
“And after all he just wants to see what you have on.”
I now knew where I stood and that Bruce was giving his consent for his boss to do what ever he wanted.
My eyes searched his and I again saw that look which told me I should obey my husband.
I rose to my feet and reached behind my neck, where taking the zipper I pulled it down and then peeled the dress form my shoulders letting it slip to the floor where I stepped out of it.
Rob Foster’s eyes again roamed my body.
“Oh my yes.”
“You are beautiful.”
“Isn’t she Ann?”
“Yes Rob she is very beautiful.”
“See Bruce I told you that those things would look good on her.”
I now realized that my husband had set things up and that this whole evening had been planed to further his career. The tears flowed down my cheeks as I stood there before them dressed in my bra and panties with stockings and heels. Rob Foster gestured to me.
“Now let your hair down and ruffle it.”
I pulled the clasp holding my hair up and let my locks fall free as it fell to my shoulders. I ran my hand through it until it fell naturally.
“Now the bra Carol.”
“I want to see your tits.”
I looked into Bruce’s eyes and then mustered the courage to protest.
“Please Bruce,” I begged.
“If you love medon’t let him do this.”
“Please don’t make me do this?”
“Don’t talk to him bitch,” Rob Foster snapped.
“You belong to me now.”
“I paid for you and I own you now.”
“So you will take the fucking bra off.”
My shaking hands moved to the clasp joining in front where the two cups of my bra met. I unclipped it and pulled the ends apart releasing my breasts to his full view. I dropped the bra next to my dress on the floor and stood shaking nervously before him.
“Oh yes Carol.”
“They are wonderful.”
“So hard and firm.”
“Touch them.”
“Touch your nipples and make them hard for me.”
My fingers moved to my nipples and I played with each. They are very sensitive as I was still breast feeding Emma and soon began to become erect.
“Now put your hands behind your head and spread your legs,” he commanded.
I obeyed his direction as he pulled a small digital camera from his pocket. It clicked away as I was given further instructions.
“Turn around and bend over.”
“Now grab your ankles.”
As I complied I soon realized that he had a good view of both my bottom and my pussy. The camera continued to click away as he photographed every inch of my body.
“Oh yes very nice.”
“Turn back for me,” he hissed.
As I again faced him and was told to crouch, where he again had an uninterrupted view of my vagina. He took the last of the pictures and put the camera on the table.
“Now come over here and let me taste your mouth.”
I was frozen to the spot and didn’t see Rob arise from his chair as his hand lashed out slapping my face sharply. The blow brought me back to reality as my hand pressed against my cheek.
“Bruce you haven’t trained her very well have you?”
Bruce looked away as if to say that he hadn’t.
“Well then I guess your bitch should be taught her place.”
He grabbed me and I was pulled to the table, where his hand cleared the dishes and he pushed my head down onto the hard wooden surface. He gripped my neck, forcing my head down and preventing any movement on my part. His hand grabbed the soft lace material of my thong and in one swift movement he tore it from my body. I could hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down and then felt him move close to me. Freeing his cock, he reached for the butter dish taking some of the golden yellow substance and applying it to the length of his cock shaft. The head of his cock now pressed against the entrance my anal opening as he pushed it forward against the resistance.
“Oh god no please Rob not there I beg you,” I cried out.
“Oh Carol you need to be taught a lesson and I’m sure when I’m finished you will be doing what you are told.”
I began to whimper as the head pressed harder against my anal opening and the resistance was being broken. Bruce had often pressured me for anal sex; however I had managed until now to avoid the painful experience. Rob Foster would be the first man to fuck my arse and it would be against my will.
“Please oh god no.”
“No please it’s hurting me,”I wailed.
“That’s it baby tell me you want it.”
“You know you do?”
“No Rob I don’t.”
“Please I’ll be good.”
“Oh Carol I’m afraid it’s too late now,” he laughed.
His cock head started to enter me and it was pushing past any resistance. The butter was making it easier and it felt as if it was tearing me as it made its way into my anal opening.
“God Bruce your wife’s arse is so fucking tight.”
“Haven’t you fucked her there before, have you”?
“No Rob I haven’t,” Bruce blurted out.
“Ah a virgin,” he laughed.
“I love breaking virgins.”
“Ann I think Bruce could use a nice cock sucking while I fuck his wife’s cute little arse.”
Ann Foster made her way to where Bruce sat on his chair and as she knelt before him her hands reached up and unzipped his trousers. She reached inside and dragged his cock free moving her head forward to his hardened cock at the same time opening her mouth and took it eagerly between her lips. She started to masturbate him as she used her tongue to lick the head and shaft. She looked very experienced at what she was doing and I could see Bruce was starting to enjoy her work as he began to moan loudly. She hitched her dress up around her waist and she wore no panties just suspenders and stockings under it as her hand between her legs and proceeded to finger her pussy as she licked and sucked my husbands cock. Rob continued to push his cock into me where I bit my lip and arched my back as he entered me even further. I was trying to relax, as the pain was unbearable hoping to make his penetration of me a little easier and at the same time hoping his cock would not damage me in any way. His balls now rested against my buttocks and I could tell that he had fully entered me.
“Oh yeah baby.”
“I’m soon going to cum inside you,” he hissed.”
“You are one piece of arse and by the time we are finished you will begging to be fucked in all your holes.”