TG ARCHIVES: "Second Life

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The Second Life -- Part 1 by Hermes

******** Vic & Karen ********

Vic had another day to sit around and loaf. His next job would probably come in another month or so. Karen had left for the clinic early, 4 a.m. if he recalled correctly. He knew she was performing surgery all day since it was Thursday. He and Karen led quite an upscale life. Vic was a consultant physicist for the construction of neuclear power plants. A job that paid extremely well. He had cleared over $300,000 last year and he was only called on for four jobs, the longest of which required a month of his time. All total, Vic had earned his entire income in just over 14 weeks of work. His job was important, but he was always amazed at the amount of money he could demand. He was definitely living the good life.

When he had met Karen six years ago, he had the feeling she was going out with him for his money. After a month of dating, Karen had finished her residency, became a partner in a major plastic surgery clinic, and within a year after that, was making twice what Vic was pulling in a year. Eighteen months after they met, they were, almost secretly, married in Vegas. Neither had any family, both being only children with now deceased parents. Perhaps that's what drew them together, that commonality they shared and the loneliness it could bring. Karen and Vic spent much of their time together. Vic was home nearly three-quarters of the year and Karen only worked Wednesday through Saturday and although she started quite early most days, she was home by 2 p.m.

They had traveled to nearly every country in the world these last six years and now had begun their "home-sweet-home" phase. Two months ago, they purchased six secluded acres in the "country" and built their "house". The word house in an obvious misnomer. This was an estate. It was hour and fifteen minutes to the city, but Karen didn't mind since she always beat rush hour coming and going. The lot was well wooded. Trees lined the drive to the house like wooden sentries at attention. The drive opened at the end to accomodate a large circular drive at the front of the house. The blacktop drive detoured at one arc into a red-bricked drive which led to the huge garage. (Vic remembered his own childhood home was smaller.) The house was elaborate.

The simulated marble steps led to a set of towering oak doors that stood twelve-feet high. The doors opened into a huge reception area. One would then immediately notice the running balconey of the upstairs, both ends finishing in huge spiral staircases ending at either end the reception area. Mahogany and oak comprised the stairs and rails, contrasting to the white marble-like stone floor. It actually inspired awe when one entered the room. Doors at either end opened into Karen's south office and Vic's north office. Besides these, there was also the kitchen, dining and living room areas. The upstairs consisted only of four huge bedrooms, each with their own sunken bath. The basement,(Karen was a born and raised midwesterner and no midwesterner in their right mind would not have some kind of shelter from the always dreaded tornadoes), was a fully furnished recreational area complete with the latest music systems, big screen TV, pool table, computers, and the most luxurious bar one could find. Of course, hidden in the west corner in a small room, were the mandatory washer and dryer.

Thanks to the weekly maid service and landscapers, the place was just a crash pad where Karen and Vic could unwind and not worry about trivial things like laundry and grass mowing. In the back of the house was a mosaic tiled patio which after running twelve or fifteen feet from the house, opened to form a six foot border around the sunken kidney-shaped pool. On the far northern edge of patio, the jacuzzi was sunken-in, surrounded by a grass-like hut making a three- quarter circle around the tub. Karen wanted the house to run north and south so the sunrise would illuminate the front windows and they could sit by the pool and catch some rays until the sun set. This was a far cry from the lakefront condo they owned in Chicago. For both to drive, but they still ended up buying a Lincoln just, as Karen had said, "to fill up the garage". They really made a major investment here and both wondered if their wanderlust was indeed ebbing.

Karen was a very self-assured woman. Barely thirty, her 34C-24-32 figure fit her five-foot four-inch frame perfectly. Her raven-black hair was cut close to her head giving her that professional businessman's image, although it was obvious to anyone she was indeed all woman. Vic on the other hand was a bit unkempt for his 32 years of life. His weight had increased to 190 pounds and his waist was an ever expanding 36 inches. This put a bit of a belly on his five-foot eight-inch build and where there were muscles in his active years, was now occupied by flab. His brownish-till longer than Karen's. He was never too enthused with his body anyway, which made him a prime candidate for plastic surgery according to Karen. She had always told him people who are not happy or contented with their bodies lose their confidence, or self-worth, that's where a physical change can make the mental change. When a person is pleased with their appearance, they exhibit a self-confidence that can't be brought about by any psychotherapy.

Vic knew Karen would never suggest surgery for him, he was always this way. It's not that he was upset with his appearance, he just never cared what he looked like. He may have looked a bit shaggy in his suits, or a bit out of place, but he knew his job and knew it well. He always had confidence in his work and many of his peers envied his reputation which he also knew. Vic just never took any time to work on his appearance. He knew who he was, what he did, and that was that. Karen on the other hand took great pains to look good. Not that she was unhappy about her appearance, but her profession as a key plastic surgeon partly relied on her own looks, a sort of advertising. She laughed at how many people asked her if she had under gone any surgery. In her years as a surgeon, she was surprised at how many people wanted to alter their appearance in some way or another. Many of whom she advised not to have the surgery for in her eyes, they looked fine. Some did change their minds, but most did not.

Vic would always revel in his wife's appearance. He thought she was so good looking. He also loved to buy her clothes and jewelry. He knew he could always improve just a bit more on her beauty. Karen loved his taste and was always proud to wear anything her husband bought for her. She would always tell Vic his taste was exceptional and then use the example that he married her. Vic always laughed and definitely agreed.

For all their happiness and wonderful times they spent together, there was one thing that Karen did not know about her egg-head husband. He had managed to keep the secret all these years, and would never want it revealed to his darling wife. Perhaps Vic never cared much for his GENERAL appearance for another reason. Sometimes Vic actually went through pains-taking efforts to look good. To have his hair just right, to have his face baby-smooth, to have his waist nice and trim, to have his eyes look theiand his nails ruby red, to look like the most gorgeous woman he could be. Ever since Vic can remember, he loved women's clothes. The soft silky undergarments, the touch of nylons on his legs and the blouses that would reveal the bra shadow underneath.

Vic had toyed with his mother's underwear when he was oh so young. Then dressing up with make-up and all when he was in high school. He never let anyone ever know his kinky pasttime. After college and his parents' tragic accident, he would actually order clothes through catalogs and magazine ads. The make-up, false eyelashes, and nails were also acquired by the same means. He pondered his little quirk many times, wondering if he were gay - he never LIKED men, or was this a mama's boy fetish? He never could resolve the reason he liked to dress as a woman, nor would he EVER expose himself to some psychotherapist to find out! He just knew he enjoyed it and it turned him on.

******* That Thursday *******

Since Karen was in surgery all day, Vic knew she wouldn't be home before one o'clock. This was the only day of the week Vic would or could indulge in his vice. Glancing at the alarm clock, he saw he had four hours of fun before he would have to use the remaining hour to "clean-up". He popped out of bed, naked as usual, and wandered down the hallway to the spare bedroom at the other end of the hall. This room was least liked by Karen due to the lack of sunlight which entered it. This fact was utilized by Vic to make this room "Victoria's" room. The maid and landscapers wouldn't be around. They came on Monday so Karen and/or Vic could keep an eye on them. These four hours were all his. Vic approached the dresser and inserted his key. All their dressers had locks on them to keep the maids out, but Vic had the only key to this one.

He had the drawers neatly arranged: bras, panties, garters, stockings in the top drawer; the second contained blouses and tops; the third held the skirts and a couple of short dresses; and the last held three different colored pairs of 3" heeled pumps; black, red, and purple and a bag of assorted nighties. He moved through his normal paces. Nestled among the bras was a package of red "round" balloons. He quickly pulled two from the bag and proceeded to the bathroom. Pulling them over the sink faucet, he filled them to a three-inch diameter with water and knotted the ends. (In his early days, Vic would fill the balloons to huge dimensions, but now found this size best for his figure and clothes.) Tapping the balloons dry in a towel, Vic re-entered the bedroom. Pulling out a black lace underwire bra and matching french-cut panties, he put them on. After inserting the balloons into the bra cups, Vic closed the bedroom door which had a full length mirror on the back to admire his appearance. It was at this time only that his "belly" displeased him. He sucked in his stomach and looked again, smiling.

The black garter belt was next, a bit tight, but nice. He then took a pair of black stockings, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled them on. As he was securing the tops to the garters, he wondered what it would feel like if his legs were shaved. He had never shaved any part of his body in fear it would give him away at the doctor's or the health club or somehow. And now that he was married, it was out of the question. He thought about his "outfit" last night and knew exactly what he was going to parade around the house in today. Glancing off and on in the mirror, he pulled a white blouse trimmed with lace at the neck and sleeves from the drawer and buttoned it on. The final article was a black denim mini-skirt which was extremely tough to get around his waist. A deep breath, a zip and a snap and it was on. He then tucked the blouse into the skirt, inhaling to allow room for the extra fabric and he was done.

As he looked himself over in the mirror, he began to get an erection as his eyes could see the black bra contrasting the white blouse over it. He reached into the bag of nighties and removed a small make-up kit which contained all he would need. He returned to the bathroom and unzipped the kit. From it he pulled a set of red press-on fingernails, false eyelashes, Covergirl make-up, lip gloss and a variety of eyeshadows. He went about his methodic paces; make-up, rouge, lip gloss, line the eye brows, eye shadow, the lashes, and lastly, the fingernails were applied. Smiling appreciatively at himself in the bathroom mirror, he wet a hairbrush and brushed his hair, not parting it on the left as usual, but down the center, and brushing down his set of "bangs". He then headed down the hall to he and Karen's room. Karen had a few sets of clip-on earrings in her collection and he quickly clasped on a pair of half-inch pearls. He pulled a string of similewelry box and looped them around his neck. Quickly, as if this was very valuable time, he darted back to "Victoria's" room. He then pulled the black pumps from the drawer and put them on. Almost teasingly, he slowly closed the door to view his new self in the mirror.

He loved the way the high heels made his butt stick out in the tight mini, and just at the hem, he could see the alluring stocking tops and garters. He, She was now ready for the world. Or rather the "world" of the house, for Victoria would never leave the grounds or the house. For all the years of "dressing up", Victoria never entered the outside air. She shuffled her way down the spiral staircase in an almost dancing manner, elated in the rubbing of the skirt against the garters, the bobbing of the "boobs" in her bra. Feeling brave and confident in her mastery of the high heels, she hopped over the last three steps and landed gracefully to the shining stone floor below - coming face to face with Karen!

****** Karen Meets Victoria ******

The rain poured down outside with an occasional rumble of far away thunder. Karen stood dripping from the mad dash from the garage to the house. The initial look on Karen's face was almost quizzical. Then, the eyes began to widen and the mouth drop open, matching Victoria's expression of complete and total shock. They stared at one another in this manner for hours, which were actually a few seconds. Karen started, "Vvviicc?????" Vic's knees buckled and he wobbly fell back to sit on the second step of the stairs. His head fell into his hands, shaking back and forth in disbelief. Again Karen spoke his name, "Vic? Vic? Is that YOU???" The back and forth motion of Vic's head ceased and started an affirmative up and down motion. "I... I... don't understand," Karen continued. "What are you doing? Why?" The questions began to flow from Karen's mouth.

Vic had tears welling in his eyes as he lifted his made-up face to speak. He then spilled the beans about his other self, the female half that he just had to let out once in a while. The tales of his past flowed from his glossy lips as Karen still stood in the same spot and absorbed these new bizarre revelations about her husband. Stopping somewhere in his high school days, Vic's confession turned to apology. "I'm sorry...please forgive me... I'm sorry..." Karen, feeling a bit woosy herself, grabbed Vic's hand and led him to the leather sofa directly beneath the balcony. They sat and talked for more than two hours. Looking in from the rain into the open reception area, one would see two women, one consoling the other.

Karen spoke of gender dysphoric men and how some had actually entered her clinic asking to become women. Was this what Vic wanted? His replies were negative and positive. He didn't even know himself. All he knew was he felt SEXY when he dressed as a woman and he liked the feeling. Karen could almost understand, but there were still many questions to be answered. Vic repeated over and over again how much he loved Karen and how he didn't want to lose her. Sometimes his pleas seem to fall on deaf ears. Karen would call him a transvestite and shake her head. The conversation continued until there was nothing left to say. Vic stood up, and slowly climbed the winding stairs and without hesistation, instinctively entered "Victoria's" room and into the bathroom. He closed the door and removed his nails and lashes. Filling the tub, he removed his feminine attire piece by piece and folded them neatly on the sink. Vic entered the tub and began to remove the make-up. He then just lay back and pondered the last hours. He couldn't believe that Karen had told him the storm prevented any surgery being done because the back-up generator was down and they couldn't risk losing power during an operation. A lousy generator and a Spring storm ruined his life, his marriage, his secret was no more. A calm had now come over Vic. His secret was out and what's done is done. What could he do except accept the concequences of his actions and try to hold his marriage together.

Karen climed the stairs minutes after Vic to continue with new questions that had entered her mind. When she didn't find Vic in their room, she continued down the hall, checking each bedroom along the way. When she reached the last room, she saw the opened dresser. Seeing the bathroom door closed and the sound of water splashing around now and then, her curiosity got the best of her. Gingerly she made her way through each of the drawers, almost laughing out loud when she saw the balloons which explained her husband's tits. Many of the items, underwear and outerwear, were very similar to clothes she, herself wore. Some had been given to her from Vic, others she bought herself. Vic must have been living his fantasy through her, she thought. She made her way to the bag of nighties. There were a couple of baby-dolls with ruffled panties, but most were just silken throw-overs for sleeping, not extremely sexy, but comfortable she thought.

The sight of her husband dressed as a woman was shocking. But all he really did was act out a fantasy. Karen had many fantasies, but would never dare act on them... or would she? Maybe SHE should act out some of her own fantasies. Would Vic understand?? If she helped Vic live out his fantasy, perhaps he would be more receptive to ones of her own. She found her hand had wandered down to her skirt and was rubbing the knit fabric against her crotch. This was now exciting her as she held a pair of opaque pantyhose in her unbusy hand. She rubbed harder and stared at the pantyhose. She thought about Vic and how she always loved him. He was a gentle, caring guy. He also was a pretty good lover in bed. She never did get as exited though as she did in some of her mastabatory fantasies. Looking at the opaque hose, she thought to herself how she would sometimes wear a pair like this if she hadn't had time or didn't feel like "Nairing". She rubbed her crotch harder and then a curious smile crossed her face.

Just then she heard some motion in the bathroom. Vic was getting out of the tub. She was going to make her move. Karen grabbed the knob and opened the bathroom door. Vic was standing in the tub naked reaching for a towel. The make-up was gone and her husband was back to normal. Was she too late? She began to tell Vic how much she loved him, pushing him back down in the tub at the same time with her gentle touch. Karen now began to question her husband about whether he really LIKED to get dressed as a woman or if it was just a kind of fancy. Vic responded a yes to each time she asked, but she kept up with "Really like it??? Reeeeaaalllly??" until he blurted out, "I LOVE IT!!!" Karen smiled and explained she understood and wanted to help. She pointed a finger in Vic's direction as if to say, "Stay" and exited quickly out of the bathroom.

When Karen returned, she held her husband's electric razor and a can in her hands. As she motioned her husband to rise, she pulled the plug from the tub. Vic couldn't believe what he was hearing. His wife was telling him he should have his fun and if a wife couldn't help, who could? As she turned on the portable razor, she explained that now that she knew, he had nothing to hide. Vic was almost in shock as his wife began to move the buzzing razor across his chest. She moved the razor gently and deliberately as she stated he would be a far more presentable woman if he were clean shaven. Karen also explained since it will be quite a while before he would be called for work, he should enjoy his time off. Before he knew it, she was holding his arms up and shaving his armpits with the sideburn trimmer.

She then used the same to trim down the hair around his cock and balls. His prick was standing up straighter than either could remember. When his wife was done "trimming" his underarms, arms, legs, chest, cock and balls, she used the shaving head to retrace her steps and remove as much stubble as possible. Pre-cum was dripping from his cock and he very nearly lost control when the buzzing shaving head caressed his balls. Some of the hairs were being pulled out due to some obviously dull blades, but the sensation was wild. As the tub drained, pulling the fallen hairs down with iit, Karen filled her hand with cream from the can and rubbed it all over Vic's body, from the nape of the neck, around the crack of his ass, across his balls and dick, and down to his toes.

Vic stood motionless and looked like some sort of mummy covered in the cream. "I'll buy more, but you be sure to use this every day," Karen said as she washed her hands off over the two water balloons in the sink. The tingling began and Vic started to fidgit in the tub. "It looks like you are learning what it is a woman has to go through," Karen smiled. "Just stay there a bit longer and we'll wash it all off you." What was minutes to Karen seemed like hours to Vic as he wanted to scratch his entire body. Release came when Karen turned on the shower. Vic vigorously rubbed the water all over to remove the cream. He was amazed at how smooth his skin felt under his touch. When his body was foam-free, Karen handed him a towel reiterating that he would have to do this himself from now on. A towel never felt like this against his body. It was soft and warm. He felt a coolness over his now hairless body. It felt wierd and wild.

Karen examined the make-up kit on the sink, took Vic by the hand and led him out of the bathroom, the bedroom, and down the hall to their own room. She told him none of his make-up was any good and if he wanted to look good, he had better get some good make-up. Karen sat him down in front of her make-up desk in the corner of the room. Vic was always secretly jealous of the huge arsenal of make-up Karen had at her disposal. "You can't be using my make-up all the time. I think that's the first thing we should go and buy," Karen quipped. She turned the lights on on the mirror and stared at Vic's reflection. "First the eyebrows," she stated as she produced a pair of tweezers. His wife then methodically began to pluck hairs from his brow. Vic just remained silent as he was still dumbfounded about the shaving and still did not grasp exactly what was going on. He was like a puppy being led from place to place and just obediently following.

Karen then worked on his face. The base, then a darker brown accenting his cheekbones, the eyes were expertly done and his own lashes looked great from the mascara alone. The eyeliner, the lips and he was done. Vic was amazed at the face in the mirror. As he stared in awe, Karen produced a pair of scissors and began to cut his hair. Within ten minutes, his hair, still longer than his wife's, was moussed into a beautiful feminine style. "Now go and get yourself dressed, but this time, don't look so whorish," Karen laughed. Vic walked his naked, hairless body back to "Victoria's" room and began to rummage through the still open dresser. This time the bra was white as well as the panties. He shook his head as he stared at his prick poking half way out of the panties. "Are you ready yet?" he heard Karen call. "Not yet," was his reply. He thought about garters, but decided on a skin tone pair of pantyhose. He couldn't believe the feeling on his legs as he pulled the hose up to his thighs and then his waist. He never was pleased the way his legs looked in this pair, but this time they looked great. He couldn't believe the difference hair made. He went to the bathroom, inserted the "boobs" into his bra and donned the white blouse once again. He then returned to the bedroom and put on a knee-length pleated navy knit skirt, slipped on the black pumps again, and Karen's pearl earrings and necklace. Before leaving, he looked himself over in the mirror. HEAVEN!!! He was the best looking he could possibly be! Except for the bit of a belly, which the control-top panty hose helped to conceal, he was a pretty good looking woman.

Vic walked with confidence down and into their bedroom. Karen wasn't there. He then decided to go downstairs and there he found his wife on the leather sofa. She smiled and said, "You look great, Viki. That's what I'm gonna call you when you're in your woman mode - Viki." Vic liked Victoria but the name Viki sounded good coming from Karen. "Not V-I-C-K-E-Y, but V-I-K-I. I want you to be sure you know how to spell your own name," Karen finished. "I like it," Vic responded in an almost feminine whisper. Karen took notice of his desire to sound feminine. The hall grandfather clock chimed twelve. Vic could hardly believe all this transpired before noon. He smiled to himself remembering that noon chiming was his warning to change back into Vic. He now didn't have to worry about it. "Catch!" Karen shouted as she tossed Viki a purse. "You can't go out without one of those," she added. "OUT???" was Viki's response. "I TOLD you that you needed make-up," was his wife's response. "We might as well get some clothes, too while we're out." "OUT??" was all Viki could say. Karen pulled some keys from her own purse, grabbed Viki's hand and headed out the door. The rain had stopped and Viki could feel the cool breeze run across her legs and up her skirt. Her prick got even harder. She was happy she decided to wear the loose skirt.

Viki had an entirely erotic feeling going out and shopping. Her prick was always at least partially erect the whole time. She was mostly silent during the time out, but did speak a little to a few people who didn't blink an eye. She definitely passed as a woman! There were a couple of incidents on their trip which did catch Viki by surprise. She and Karen purchased the make-up easily enough, and Karen spent time showing her the different types and which were best. When they went to the clothing store, however the first incident occurred. Karen had Viki try on several skirts, dresses, blouses, and jeans and model them for her. This was fine, but then Karen called one of the sales ladies over and asked her to measure Viki. Viki was terrified, especially when she measured the bust, but the sales lady never flinched as if all were normal.

Viki was just breathing a sigh of relief, when Karen, armed with the measurements, handed her a very small, short skirt of clingy knit. Viki went into the dressing room and jacked-off her prick so she would be limp enough that her prick wouldn't stick out. After she came on some loose papers in the dressing room, she tucked her prick between her legs and slipped on the skirt. She was so hot, it took seconds to come, so she barely missed a beat when she exited the dressing room to model the skimpy skirt for Karen. Karen had other plans however. As she looked Viki over, she slowly moved her to a rack of clothes, reached under her skirt and pulled her prick out from between her legs, ripping the crotch of the pantyhose in the process.

It now hung out from the pantyhose and the panties were pushed aside so it hung dangling between her legs beneath the skirt. As Viki tried in vain to regroup, Karen called again for the sales lady. Viki froze. When Karen asked the sales lady's opinion of the skirt, the lady turned to look at Viki. As the sales lady looked at Viki, Karen, behind the lady, raised her skirt to reveal a freshly shaved pussy and fingered it quickly in front of Viki. Viki could feel her hard-on begin, poking against the fabric and up to the waist of the short skirt. Viki quickly spun backwards as if to model the back, but was busy trying to hide her now obvious bulge. She stayed that way, looking at clothes on the rack in front of her, ignoring Karen's pleas to turn around. The sales lady finally left, and Viki ran to the dressing room hearing Karen laugh hysterically.

Another episode was in the car on the way home. Viki was quite distressed about the earlier incident and Karen was very apologetic. They began to talk about the clothes purchased for Viki when Karen asked to see the damage to Viki's pantyhose. The wide comfort of the Lincoln allowed Viki to hike up her skirt and show the ripped crotch. Karen then reached over and pulled Viki's cock out from beneath the panties and began to stroke it. Viki just about came at her touch when the sound of a diesal horn from a truck broke her trance. The silence of the Lincoln allowed Karen to let a truck pull along side them and see the entire show! Viki thought she would die from the embarrassment, and Karen would not speed up until Viki had her skirt back in place.

The last episode, was exiting the interstate. Just as they hit the main drive off the interstate, the car died. Karen maneuvered it into the parking lot of a roadside tavern. When Viki asked what was wrong, Karen replied she didn't know. She then popped the hood and exited the car. Cars were more Viki's forte so she hopped out to look under the hood. Karen hopped back in the car and tried to turn it over to no avail. She then grabbed both purses, locked the doors and handed Viki her purse. They would have to call a tow truck. Karen said she had the number in her purse and they entered the tavern. The bar was a red-neck suburban bar, and as Karen approached the phone booth, she handed Viki some money and said to order a couple of drinks for the wait. Viki went up to the bar and ordered two beers.

As the bartender poured the beers, Viki could feel eyes on her. As she turned from the bar with the drinks in hand, she noticed that not only were there only men in the bar, but they were all looking at her. It was scary, but erotic. She walked up to Karen in the phone booth and handed her a beer. As they drank their beers in a side booth, Viki could see men making "eyes" at her and smiling her way. A couple motioned for her to come over, but she shook her head no. Karen wanted to go out and try the car again and Viki followed. When Karen turned the key, it started. They both got in and left for home.

******* The New Girlfriend *******

Karen had told Viki to stay Viki for the remainder of the time she was going to be home. So, Viki slept in women's clothes and would continue to wear nothing but women's wear until, due to work, she was to return to being Vic again. Vic was all of Vic though Thursday night. He and Karen had not made such passionate love in a long time. Karen was wilder than he had ever seen her. He thought she must really like this new revelation about his crossdressing.

Friday began as any other day, except Vic was to be Viki from beginning to end. His first full day as a woman. Viki awoke, put her make-up on, dressed in a simple blouse and jeans and headed down to breakfast and a new day. When Karen returned from work at about one, she had a couple of surprises for Viki. She walked up to Viki and roughly grabbed her "tits". "We can't risk one of these breaking open and spilling water all over the place, especially since I want you to be a pure woman in bed tonight," she stated. "Here, I got you some real boobs," she said as she handed her husband a box. Inside were indeed two boobs. Perfectly shaped C-cup boobs complete with nipples! Karen had taken them from the clinic. She explained they were for mastectomy patients. They even had adhesive on the backs to keep them in place. "You can go braless now!" Karen said with a gleam in her eye. Her other surprise was that she was beginning her vacation starting today. She didn't have to return to the clinic for 30 days. She had mentioned earlier that she might take some vacation to plant a garden in the spring. Well, it was spring and now she was on vacation. Viki was thrilled that his wife, her girlfriend, was going to be home with her for the next 30 days.

That night, Karen wanted him dressed in one of the ruffled panty baby-dolls from his bag in Victoria's room. Viki looked great in the baby-doll and her new, weighted silicone breasts made her even feel more like a woman. When she got on her hands and knees, her breasts would actually dangle and swing like real breasts. Sex that night consisted of eating Karen's smooth pussy and sucking her tits. She refused to be fucked "by a woman". The next couple of days consisted of more questions and Karen seemed to want to "help" Viki "want" to be a real woman. The questions were strange and repeated many times throughout the days. Viki wondered how much more of a woman she could be. Karen kept seeking her willingness and commented constantly on her body:

"Maybe we should suck some of that fat out of you..."

"Wouldn't it be better to have REAL TITS..."

"We should work on that butt of yours..."

"Wouldn't you want a skinnier waistline..."

"I should pierce your ears..."

"I'd love to suck YOUR tits, not those glued on ones..."

"Talk like a woman, you sound like a man..."

From the beginning, Karen knew her husband really desired to be a woman - a real woman. Enough "pushing" and he would gladly succumb to the wish to be a woman. Her coaxing was getting results. Viki was on a strict diet to control weight. The next concession was having her ears pierced. The big step was talking Viki into a trip to the clinic for "waist reduction". Viki was enjoying using pierced earrings and really wanted to get skinny faster. Going out was no problem for Viki now, but she always felt selfconscious about her appearance, especially since she was always accompanied by his gorgeous wife. A week to the day he was "discovered", Viki agreed to go to the clinic with his wife. Karen told her associates she had a girlfriend who wanted a little work done and she would require the lab Saturday, which was agreed to since the place was usually empty by noon and no one would be there until Monday morning.

Saturday came and Viki was now anxious to get it over with and get her shape in better proportions. Karen and Viki entered the clinic and the remainder of the staff had exited the building in less than ten minutes after their arrival. Karen administered the sodium pentathol and Viki was soon asleep dreaming about her new waistline. When Viki awoke, her hips were stiff and her chest hurt. Karen assured her it was normal and gently helped Viki off the table and into a wheelchair. The room spun around as Viki sat up. It was then she realized her wrists were secured to either side of her neck. Karen explained it was a precaution to not rip the stitches. They made their way to the car and drove home. Upon arrival, Karen pulled the wheelchair from the trunk and again, helped Viki in. Ever so slowly, Karen pulled the wheelchair up the steps into the house and then up the spiral staircase. Viki was amazed how strong Karen was to pull her body up the stairs. They then went into, not their bedroom, but Victoria's room. There, Karen helped Viki into the bed where she fell fast asleep.

Viki's wrists were held to her neck the entire three days of recovery. Viki felt much stronger the third day and was happy the stitches were coming out. She also didn't like using bed pans and peeing in a pot. Karen entered the room with a big smile on her face and asked if Viki was ready to get a good view of the new her. Viki was indeed anxious and Karen leaned over to remove a large pad from around Viki's waist. The gown was pulled up and covered Viki's face. Karen assured her she wasn't missing anything. Viki could feel a couple of twinges at her hips and then at her chest. "Ready?" was all Karen asked as she pulled the gown off Viki's face. "Yes," Viki replied expectantly. Karen undid the wrist straps and Viki's arms came down to her sides for the first time in 72 hours.

It felt great to move her arms and she felt no pain which was a good sign. Viki then stood up and walked to the full-length mirror on the back of the bedroom door. Karen reached behind Viki and undid the straps to the gown. It fell to the floor. Viki stood amazed at what she saw. Her waist was now as narrow as Karen's. She had a perfect hour glass figure and could see no scars. As she admired her flat, firm stomach, she winced a bit looking at her limp prick between her legs which now definitely didn't look like it belonged on this body. Her glance moved up her body to the stuck-on boobs. They WEREN'T stuck on! They were real!!! They were a bit larger than the stick-on boobs she had worn and the nipples were slightly larger and pointier. The limp dick between her legs now rose as she rubbed the new tits and squeezed the nipples. "I knew you'd like them," she heard Karen say.

Part 2

******* A NEW BEGINNING *******

That entire day, Viki marvelled at her new tits. The 36C bras she had in her drawer now fit a bit snugly. Happy to be an extremely presentable woman, she immediately went to the store to buy new outfits. The waist and hips of her old outfits were far too loose. For the first time Viki went out without Karen. She told Karen she wanted to surprise her with the new outfits. Karen said she had errands of her own to run and off both went into town.

During her shopping, Viki found she was not skinnier than Karen, but had the same 24 inch waist. It was just that it was on a bigger, taller frame and her hips were 2 inches wider. The larger chest and wider hips did form a splendid slope to the narrow waist. Little did Viki know that Karen had a little more than shopping on her mind. It was time she was working on HER fantasies. Nearly half her vacation was over and she was determined to spend a solid two weeks of ecstacy. This meant she only had these two days to get everything in motion.

When Viki arrived home, Karen was nowhere to be found. She quickly made her way to her room and put away her new apparel. She then undressed and put on her new black bustier. The matching panty barely contained her prick in it's limp state. She tucked her prick down between her legs to give herself a smaller bulge. Next she pulled up a pair of black stockings with rose patterns on them and attached them to the garters. Looking at herself in the mirror, she was amazed at the transformation. She was more attractive than Karen she thought to herself. She then pulled on a black shirt dress, secured a four inch wide belt around her narrow waist and put on a pair of 3 inch heeled black patent pumps. Karen was sure to be surprised when Viki removed the dress.

It was just dusk when Karen arrived home. She carried several packages to her room. (It was no longer THEIR room since Viki had her own.) Viki met Karen at the front door, but Karen barely took notice, running by her and up the stairs. Viki shouted that she had a surprise for her and Karen's response was that she also had a surprise. Viki now had wild thoughts of what Karen could have in mind. Her nipples grew taught against the lace of the bustier. Her prick began to pull up from between her ass cheeks. The moment had come.

In thirty minutes, hours to an awaiting Viki, Karen finally emerged at the top of the stairs. Viki was amazed to see Karen wearing what could only be described as a man's suit. It was blue pin-striped, she also had on a white shirt with a red paisley man's tie. The shoes were men's black loafers and her short raven hair was greased down and parted on the left rather than the right as usual. She also wore absolutely no makeup. At first glance, Viki thought Karen had brought someone home. It was only after a staring session that she realized it was Karen.

Karen said in a studied low voice, "How about some wine my darling beauty?" The two retrieved a bottle of wine and some glasses from the kitchen and also a block of cheese and some crackers on a cutting board. They moved to the backyard patio and sat near the jacuzzi. Karen had set the sound system on to play in the jacuzzi hut, romantic music, and the two sat to watch the remainder of the sunset. As the two chatted, sexily to each other, they were soon illuminated by only the lights inside the jacuzzi hut. When just the right song was playing, Karen asked Viki to dance to which she accepted.

As they danced, Karen would move her hands across Viki's chest and tell her how she loved her "tits". The ass was the next area of exploration for Karen and then back up to the tits. Viki could barely stand it. Her nipples felt like they were about to pop off! Her prick was now erect but held firmly at her ass by the crotch of the tight panties. After several long tongue kisses and more massages by Karen, Viki was lost in the part of being a true woman. Still dancing after several songs, Karen made her move. She backed away slightly from Viki and undid the belt from Viki's waist.

"Let's see the beautiful body you're hiding under that dress," Karen said in her low voice and pulled the dress over Viki's head. Karen was impressed with the bustier and immediately pulled Viki's tits out of the restraining lace. Karen sucked each nipple, nibbling a bit with her teeth. All Viki could do was hold Karen's head to her breast and moan. As Karen worked on Viki's tits, she grabbed Viki's hand and moved it to the crotch of her suit. Viki's hand instinctively moved hard into Karen's crotch. Viki found the surprise. She could feel at least an eight-inch hard on in Karen's crotch.

TO BE CONTINUED

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The Second Life -- Part 2 by Hermes

"I want you to blow me bitch, like never before," Karen said as she undid her pants zipper and pulled out the eight-inch long, two and a half inch wide dildo. Karen methodically pushed Viki to her knees and held her head in her hands. "Suck it bitch," Karen commanded and Viki complied. Viki was licking the flesh-like dong all over and sucking the head off and on. "I want you to SWALLOW it bitch," Karen grumbled low and forced Viki's mouth down over the shaft. Viki gagged a couple of times, but her prior licking had lubricated the dong so that it began to slide easily down her throat. Viki was amazed how easily she became accustomed to the shaft thrusting down her throat. Not only was she amazed, she was really getting hot now.

Viki could feel wetness on her ass cheeks as pre-cum dripped from her rock hard dick. After several minutes of throat thrusting, Karen pulled Viki to her feet. "Let's see what you got for me," she said as she reached for the knife on the cutting board and cut both sides of Viki's panties. As they fell to the ground, Karen stated in acting surprise, "My God, the babe has a PRICK!"

"No matter. I've got a way I can relieve my prick," Karen said as she spun Viki around. Viki did not know what to think. All she knew was she was HOT! She wanted relief somehow and now it appeared her virgin ass was about to be violated. Her freed prick was standing straight out in front of her. Karen massaged Viki's ass cheeks and probed her asshole with a wet finger. Viki tensed as Karen inserted a second finger and then pushed both deep into Viki's virgin asshole. As Viki felt Karen's fingers slide from her puckered hole, they were quickly replaced by the probing head of the dildo.

"I heard you were a virgin, so I'm gonna take it easy on you," Karen wispered. "But get ready for a great fuck!" Karen pulled Viki's ass cheeks apart and pushed the head of the dildo closer to it's target. As the head rested at the entrance to Viki's asshole, Karen moved her left hand to the shaft and her right arm encircled Viki's narrow waist. Pulling Viki in with the right arm and pushing the shaft with her left hand, she squeezed the first two inches into Viki. Viki groaned at the sensation and felt like she was being torn in two. It was painful, but erotic. Slowly more of the shaft entered until Viki could feel the fabric of Karen's pants against her ass.

Karen then slowly began to withdraw the dong until just the head was in Viki and then quickly shoved the length into her asshole. Viki moaned loudly and Karen picked up the pace. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper Karen forced in the dildo. Viki was now bucking and after a few minutes shot cum from her own prick all over the patio. Karen was relentless and just kept up the pace. Viki had slowed her bucking after she came so Karen reached around and began to squeeze Viki's prick and balls. She masturbated Viki to another hard-on and soon Viki was ready to shoot again. Karen had cum three times herself during this session and her thighs were soaking wet. Karen reached around Viki and took her now solid prick in both hands. It felt larger than Karen ever remembered and she knew Viki was loving this fuck.

Just as Viki let out another loud moan, Karen cupped her hands over the head of Viki's prick. Cum filled her hands as Viki erupted in another orgasm. Viki's legs buckled and she slumped to her knees on the patio, pulling the dildo from her ass in the same move. Karen then took her cum soaked hands and rubbed them over her rubber prick, coating it in sticky semen. Viki was breathing rapidly, trying to catch her breath when Karen said, "Get over here and clean me off bitch!" Viki turned to see the cum covered dildo staring her in the face. "What are you waiting for bitch, SUCK IT DOWN YOUR THROAT!!!"

Hesitantly, Viki opened her mouth and lightly took the tip of the dong in her mouth. She was surprised the taste wasn't bad. A bit salty and she could smell a slight shit odor, but it wasn't bad. Karen grew impatient and grabbed Viki's head and forced the dildo to the back of Viki's now experienced throat. Karen humped Viki's face for a couple of minutes until she came for the fourth time, letting out a moan and releasing Viki's head. Viki's head was swimming as was Karen's. This was beyond a doubt the wildest and best sex either of them had ever encountered. Karen wanted even better though.

Karen never removed the dildo that night. She fucked Viki in the ass five more times, twice in the jacuzzi and three times in bed. Viki's ass was sore in the morning but she thought it was a small price to pay for the great sex she encountered that night. Karen and Viki went into a sucking session in the morning. Karen sucked Viki's ass but would not go near her prick. Viki on the other hand sucked Karen all over. She was a prolific pussy eater and Karen always seemed to shout the orders and Viki would just obey blindly. After the morning session, Karen said something that utterly confused Viki.

"You are a great pussy eater and last night it was obvious you are a great cocksucker. Are you bi-sexual?? No you can't be. You're a woman... no, a man ... what are you? Maybe you're bi-bi-sexual??? Whatever you call it, I love it!!"

For the first time Viki pondered what she was. It was rather a strange situation to be in. She liked eating pussy, sucking cock had turned her on, getting ass fucked was wild and she loved sucking tits. Her concentration was broken when Karen handed her a box and told her she wanted her to wear the enclosed outfit all day. Viki found one of those French maid outfits in the box; complete with fishnet hose, ruffled panties, ruffled skirt and various accessories. She was anxious to try it on.

After bathing in her own room, she donned the outfit. She looked sexy with her tits pushed way up high and the lace apron, bowed in the back really accentuated her waist. The slightest movement of the skirt revealed her ruffled bottom. The last items were the white lace fingerless gloves, a black choker surrounded in white lace and a headband which held a fan of white lace on the top of her head. After her make up, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her nipples stiffened along with her prick.

After meeting Karen downstairs, Viki was told she was to be the maid today and was to do whatever Karen wanted. Viki was pleased to serve. Karen was helping her discover her sexuality. After a cup of coffee and a short glass of orange juice and before it was 10 a.m., the doorbell rang. Karen told Viki to answer it. When Viki opened the door she was stunned at what she saw. Three men, all in jeans and looking rather raggedy. They were all well built. They looked in their mid 20's. When they asked if Karen was in, Viki told them to wait. Viki ran to Karen in the kitchen and told her who was at the door.

"I'm expecting them, Viki. Show them into the kitchen and then make my bed upstairs," Karen ordered. Nodding, Viki went back out, led the men to the kitchen and departed to her chore upstairs. As she left the kitchen, she could hear the men greet Karen with, "Hey, baby..." and "Karen, sweetheart..." and "Sexy mama..". While she was making Karen's bed, Karen had called up to her and told her when she was done, she was to make a pitcher of Margaritas and take it, three beers and a glass out to the jacuzzi.

After her upstairs task, Viki followed her latest order. When she arrived at the jacuzzi with the tray of drinks, she couldn't believe her eyes. Karen was being gang-banged in the jacuzzi. Everyone was naked. The short, stocky blond guy was face-fucking Karen, while she sat on the dick of the tall, dark haired guy who was also sucking her tits, and the shorter, dark haired guy was standing in the water behind her, fucking her ass. All that was heard were moans and grunts. Viki stood mesmerized. The sight of Karen fucking like a whore in heat was turning her on. Viki's prick rose to attention but was well contained in the rather large ruffled panties. Her nipples pushed against the nylon fabric until it looked like two little fingers were poking their way out of her top.

The blond guy let out a loud groan and soon the others joined in unison. Suddenly cum was flying all over Karen's face and back. As the motion slowed and the water became calm, Karen smiled at Viki and said, "Hey guys, the drinks are here." Some comments about Viki's tits were almost immediately quelled by Karen's order, "If anybody touches my maid, I'll have to ask you all to leave. There's plenty of me to go around!!" The guys seemed happy with that statement and Viki placed the tray on the table.

"Will there be anything else, ma'am," Viki asked Karen.

"Yes, there is Viki. Come here and clean me up... with your tongue," was Karen's reply as she walked out of the jacuzzi. That statement got a rise from the boys. Viki walked over to Karen and followed her step-by-step instructions. First was her face. As Viki licked the cooling cum from her eyebrows, cheeks and then the lips, Karen grabbed Viki's face and stuck her tongue far down her throat. When Karen released her grip, she turned so Viki could suck the cum off her back. When it appeared all the cum was removed, Viki rose for further orders. Karen then told her she missed some and proceeded to pull open her pussy lips.

Viki got the message and went to her knees and began to suck Karen's pussy. Viki could feel precum from her prick dripping on her stomach as she tongued Karen's wet box. Each man's cum had a different taste than the other's. The cum from Karen's snatch was mixed with her own and that tasted very good to Viki. She hungerily ate until Karen grabbed Viki's head and forced it tight to her pussy. Viki could barely breathe as Karen ground her smooth cunt tight into her face. Karen's hips began to buck as she reached another orgasm. Viki could barely keep up with the flow from Karen's swollen lips. When her head was released, Viki knew she was done with her task.

"I think the boys need more beer, Viki," Karen said as she regained her composure. "Just be sure we never run dry out here." Viki walked back to the house and she could hear them talking about what they had just experienced. When Viki returned, she put the beers on the table. Before she could pick up all the empties, Karen told her the boys wanted to see her body. Karen told Viki to remove only the skirt. Viki set the empty bottles down and undid the snaps at the back of the short dress. She pulled it off to a chorus of "oohs" and "ahhs". As she stood in her thigh high fishnet stockings and ruffled panties, Viki was glad the briefs were as big as they were. They still hid her now rigid prick and the ruffles aided in the concealment. Karen then dismissed Viki telling her to take her skirt and empties into the house.

All day long Karen fucked her brains out and Viki kept the alcohol moving. As Viki sat in the kitchen glancing to the backyard for empties, the men would file past her to use the bathroom every once in a while. At around 4 p.m., the smaller, dark haired guy came in and used the john. He was the skinniest of them all and the best looking. When he returned from the john, he turned to Viki and asked if she always did as she was told. Viki responded with a "Yessir" and with that the man grabbed her by the hair and said, "Then suck my dick!!"

Before Viki knew what was happening, she was pulled from her chair to the floor and was staring at a limp four inch prick. "I said suck it!!" Both hands were now on her head and she pulled the member into her mouth and began sucking. Viki couldn't move her head because of the man's grip, but he was bucking his hips, fucking her face. As he continued to pull out and push in, his prick began to grow in Viki's mouth. Soon it was nearly three inches around and ten inches long. Viki's jaw was hurting and her teeth scraped the shaft as it pushed in and out of her mouth. He seemed to like it and Viki also found she liked it. Her panties were now dripping wet with cum and her own prick was straining at the waistband of her briefs. The thick prick was now pushing far down her throat and banging the back. A new sensation for Viki was having a pair of balls slapping her in the chin. It was wild and wierd. After only two or three minutes, far less than when Karen had fucked her throat the night before, the man began spurting cum down her throat.

When the man had finished shooting, he pushed her down to the floor and just walked back outside. Viki was catching her breath as she stood to sit back down in her chair. As she glanced back outside, she saw empty bottles sitting on the table. She quickly grabbed three more beers and headed back to the jacuzzi. When she arrived, she heard Karen say, "Remember guys, I said only one of you can stay for dinner and now I've made my choice. I choose Phil." With that, the guy who had just face fucked Viki took some bows to the boos of the others. "We'll finish these drinks and then you'll have to go," Karen said. Viki took the empties to the house and returned to her chair.

About 20 minutes later, Viki rose as they all entered the house. Karen and Phil were still naked, but the other two guys had dressed. Karen led the two dressed men to the door with Phil following. When they had left, Phil asked what was for dinner. Karen told Phil to stay right where he was and she ran upstairs. Just as Phil was approaching the kitchen and Viki, Karen came running down the stairs with a duffle bag in her hands. "I'm going to have YOU for dinner," Karen laughed to Phil. Phil smiled a big grin as Karen motioned him to lay on the kitchen table. He hopped up and lay on his back awaiting Karen's next move. She instructed Phil to roll over on his stomach. After pulling two pairs of handcuffs from the bag, Karen walked to where Phil's head was. "Let's have fun," Karen said as she held the handcuffs in front of Phil's face.

"You ARE a kinky broad aren't you," Phil laughed as Karen bound his left hand to one table leg and then the right to the other table leg. Karen had to tug the right arm a little because the table was so wide. Phil's arms were stretched out to nearly their limit. Karen then put leather ankle cuffs on each leg and also secured them to the appropiate table legs. Phil was now sprawled open on the kitchen table and Karen returned to her bag of tricks. Viki just stood amazed at what was happening, but she was also aroused as she had never seen Karen act in such a manner.

"Are you ready?" was all Karen said. Phil could hear her but he couldn't turn his head to an angle where he could see her. Before he could answer, Karen produced a riding crop and brought it down full force to his ass. Phil screamed in protest.

"Hey, that hurts," Phil screamed at Karen.

"It's supposed to you bastard," was Karen's stern reply. "I told you not to touch my maid and you did. Don't you think I didn't notice you were the only one to return from the house with a hard, wet dick??"

"I couldn't help it. She begged me for it," Phil stuttered.

"Not only are you scum, you're LYING scum." With that Karen brought the crop down again.

"OWW!! What do want me to do, apologize? I'm SORRY... OK?"

"No. I want you to reciprocate," Karen said.

"I will... I will! Tell her to come over here and sit on my face!"

"That's not necessary," Karen laughed. "You'll do for her what she did for you or you'll be screaming all night. Viki, move over there."

Viki was getting hot watching and listening and she moved near Phil's head as Karen instructed. "Remove those panties," Karen ordered and Viki complied. As Viki pulled her panties down, she watched Phil's face as his eyes nearly lept from their sockets. Viki's rigid prick was standing straight up, extending nearly nine inches and swollen at least two and a half inches wide. "I'm not sucking THAT," Phil shouted. Karen followed his statement with three rapid, hard blows to his ass and Phil screamed again.

"Open your mouth and SUCK IT DOWN...NOW!!!" Karen landed three more in succession. As Phil's mouth opened to scream, Viki took the initiative. She grabbed Phil's head and shoved in her hard prick. She needed relief badly and she wanted it badly. Phil tried to resist by craning his neck and forcing Viki to rise up to keep her prick in his mouth. Five more blows were landed to Phil's ass and Karen screamed, "SUCK IT!!! SUCK IT DOWN YOUR THROAT OR YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO SIT AGAIN!!!"

Phil came to the realization that the faster he got it over with, the faster he'd get out of this bizarre situation. He began to suck Viki's prick in earnest. Viki was using his head as he had hers. She moved his head up and down on the shaft, pushing it slightly deeper down his throat with each motion. The wild day had taken it's toll on Viki and she quickly began shooting down Phil's throat. Phil began to gag as Viki's cum gushed from her prick. Karen took notice and whacked his ass twice more shouting, "Swallow it ALL or you'll pay dearly!"

Viki could feel Phil begin sucking to get as much come as he could and not to piss off Karen. When Viki slid her dwindling prick from Phil's mouth, Karen said that the show was too fast. She ordered Viki back to Phil's head and told Phil he had better get Viki hard soon. She told him she would whip him once every ten seconds until Viki's prick was hard again and she started with the first blow. Phil was resigned to his fate and worked hard at the task at hand.

A total of 11 blows landed before Karen was satisfied at the size of Viki's prick. Between blows and when she was satisfied at Viki's rigidity, Karen would poke the crop between Phil's ass cheeks. Viki was now working her prick against the back of Phil's throat. Every time Karen would push the crop between Phil's cheeks, his body lunged forward, forcing more of Viki's dick deeper down his throat. Karen walked around to the head of the table and took several pictures of Phil's activity. After nearly ten minutes, Viki began to cum again. Once again Karen shouted to Phil to swallow all of it or be sorry. When Viki's prick went limp, she kept it in Phil's mouth this time, noticing Phil would suck it back in when she pulled it out a bit.

Karen moved back to the head of the table and pushed Viki away from Phil's face. She bent down, and wiping a finger across the floor, produced a strand of dripping cum on her finger. "I told you to swallow it all and you just wouldn't listen. What am I going to do with you?" Karen was sounding like a scolding mother. "I know what to do," she said as she approached the refrigerator. She opened the freezer, removed an ice cube tray, cracked it, and poured the separated two-inch by one-inch cubes into a bowl. She then brought the bowl to the table and placed it between Phil's spread legs. Karen then took a cube and began to work it into Phil's asshole. Phil's protests were quickly silenced by a few well placed blows and a hard squeeze of his balls.

After a few moments, Karen managed to insert the cube. Phil breathed a sigh of relief, but Karen wasn't finished. She picked up a second cube and also worked it into his bunghole. Then Karen pushed a third cube in, a fourth a fifth, and just as Phil thought he would pass out, a sixth cube was worked into his hole. Karen then walked around to face Phil and she could see him gritting his teeth. Karen smiled and motioned for Viki to lie down on the floor so that her prick was directly down below Phil's head. She then squatted over Viki's face and Viki immediately went to work licking Karen's pussy and nibbling on her clit. Karen was swaying her pussy back and forth across Viki's mouth when she told Phil she wanted him to watch Viki's prick grow while she was being eaten. Phil's eyes widened when she told him that after she had her orgasm, Viki's prick should be good and hard and she was going to thank Viki by letting her fuck him.

The last statement got Viki hard fast. She hadn't fucked anything in a week except Phil's mouth tonight. She was imagining how tight Phil was going to be and she quickend her pace on Karen's snatch. Karen stopped rocking, closed her eyes and then sat with force on Viki's open mouth. Viki knew Karen was also greatly aroused because she poured like a waterfall into Viki's mouth. Karen rose to her feet and pulled Viki to her's and walked her to the other end of the table. Karen told Viki she deserved a good fuck and then sarcastically told Phil the same thing. Viki climed up on the table and Karen went to pick up the camera once again. Viki's prick was so stiff, she thought she could just push it into Phil's asshole without using her hands. She was right.

Phil's ass was sopping wet and well lubricated from the melting cubes. As Viki entered Phil's rectum, she experienced an extremely erotic feeling. Phil was cold on the inside. The sensation was wild and as she began moving forward and Karen was snapping pictures, she encountered an ice cube still not completely melted. She moved forward and encountered another. She could feel several cubes bouncing off each other as she plunged deeper into Phil's chilly ass. When she was all the way in to her balls, Phil's groaning became its loudest. Viki pulled back quickly and then rammed home to Phil's grunt. As Viki picked up the pace, the flesh around her prick was getting warmer and water began to slide from Phil's ass. Viki was suddenly pounding into Phil with a hard rhythym and after a several minutes, was cumming once again.

Karen put down the camera and told Phil he was a good boy. She then offered him a drink which he gladly accepted. Karen mixed a concoction at the counter, placed a straw in it and handed it to a now upright Viki. Viki knew she was to hold it while Phil sipped it in through the straw. As Phil sucked down the remainder of the drink, he began to feel drowsy. Slowly, he lost conciousness.

When Phil awoke, he was in the parking lot of the bar where he and his buddies had met Karen. He was fully clothed, but felt something stabbing him in his pockets. What he found was a set of photos that quickly jarred his memory. They showed him sucking a big cock, getting fucked in the ass, one shot of him laying on his stomach with lipstick drawn arrows on his ass cheeks pointing to his asshole and words written above the crack of his ass saying "Viki's Hole", another shot of him laying on his back with more red lipstick arrows running from his stomach to his neck with words written on his stomach "To Viki's Hole". He also found a note that told him neither he nor his buddies were to come to the house again unless invited and if this rule was not followed, the bar where they met would receive several copies of photos sure to be a topic of conversation.

Phil slowly stood up, a bit groggy. He burned the pictures and the note and as he put his lighter back into his shirt pocket, the shirt opened a bit revealing red arrows running up his chest. He immediately got to his car and headed home for a shower.

Viki knew she had found a new lifestyle thanks to Karen. Karen was also fulfilling her own fantasies and intended to continue. Viki was allowed to eat Karen twice more that night and Karen fell asleep while suckling on one of Viki's nipples. It was the first time in a few nights that they actually slept together.

Part 3

******* The New Life *******

When they awoke, Karen told Viki to bathe but not to get dressed. Karen was to pick out what Viki was to wear. As Viki lay in the tub, she pondered how this day could be any wilder than the previous. When Viki had finished drying herself off she entered her bedroom to find Karen already there. She was sorting through Viki's clothes and tossing items onto the bed. Karen was already dressed in a red tank top and denim mini skirt. When she bent over to a bottom dresser drawer, Viki could see white garter straps attached to the red stockings on Karen's legs. Karen was also wearing shiny black three inch heeled pumps.

"You'll not wear any pantyhose anymore," Karen explained as she tossed pair after pair to the floor. "Only stockings."

Lying on the bed was Viki's outfit for the day. Most of which she had bought just earlier and she was pleased Karen obviously liked them. The black vinyl mini skirt, the black patent belt that formed a large diamond on her belly, and next to the bed, the calf-high, three-inch heeled black leather boots. Karen handed Viki a lacy white garter belt which Viki quickly hooked in place. Next came a pair of white stockings that had glittery material woven in them that made them sparkle as she walked. As Viki rolled the stockings up her legs, Karen told her she'd be right back. Karen left Viki's room carrying many now forbidden pairs of pantyhose. Viki had just finished securing the last garter in place when Karen returned with another tank top similar to the one she was wearing, only white.

"Put this on," Karen stated methodically as she returned to looking in Viki's dresser. Viki wondered why she wasn't given a bra, but she was not going to question Karen. As the tank top was pulled on over her head, Viki had a bit of trouble pulling it down over her large tits. The fit was skin tight and Viki recalled it was Karen's size, not hers. The white fabric stretched across her chest making it virtually see-through and her nipples were prominently on display. Karen finally turned to Viki with a pair of high cut white lace panties and handed them to her. "When you finish dressing and putting on your face, I'll meet you downstairs." With that, Karen left the room.

Karen's thighs were instantly dampened when she saw Viki at the top of the spiral stairs. As she walked down, Karen could plainly see the stocking tops and garters. They kissed each other at the foot of the stairs and Karen handed her a pair of earrings which had three-inch silver lightning bolts dangling from them. When Viki had finished putting the wires through the holes in her ears and locked them in place, Karen explained they were going to the mall to get more stockings to replace the now discarded pantyhose. Viki grabbed her now fully organized purse and they headed to the garage and Karen's Porsche.

Karen parked on the lower level even though she knew the store they were going to was on the second floor. Instead of taking the escalator, they walked up the set of open stairs in the center of the mall. Both Viki and Karen could feel the stares of sitting shoppers, their hips swaying from the high heels they wore as they climbed each step. Viki bought several pairs of stockings, some common, others extremely sexy. Karen also took some time to buy some panties for herself. Karen also could swear she could smell sex in the room and wondered if it was her.

When they left the store, Karen told Viki they were going to the bathroom. The ladies room was just around the corner to the lingerie store. As the two entered, Viki actually began to get hotter. This was the first time she had been in a ladies room. Both of them eyed themselves in the mirror to see if any adjustments were required to their make-up and Karen went into a stall to wipe down her dampening thighs. Viki also thought it would be a good time to wipe off her panties and relieve the pressure on her rigid dick. Just as Viki finished masturbating into a handfull of tissue, she heard Karen tell her to hand her the white panties she was wearing. Still stretched between her knees, Viki pulled them the rest of the way off and handed them to Karen under the stall door. She could then hear Karen's purse snap shut as she walked away from Viki's view. The ladies room door was then heard opening and closing.

Viki sat a moment after cleaning her prick up. She called Karen's name to no avail. There was nothing she could do but leave the safety of the stall and the ladies room. When Viki returned into the mall, she saw Karen from the back. Karen was leaning over the railing, looking down at the first floor shops. Viki approached Karen and stood next to her at the railing. It was a strange feeling having nothing on under her skirt and the random breezes periodically worked their way up her thighs. This was far more erotic than when Karen ripped her panyhose in the store. At least then she "felt" like she had some protection. Now, her prick dangled, semi-hardening, with nothing between it and the floor. Viki's pondering was interrupted when Karen pointed nearly directly below them and walked away. When Viki looked down, she saw three teenage boys looking straight up at her with their mouths wide open. It was then Viki realized that the only thing between the railing and the floor was plate glass! Karen had surely gotten the boy's attention by giving them a clear view of her panty covered pussy, but my what a view the boy's were getting now. Viki turned and ran to catch up to a laughing Karen.

Viki was as self-concious as ever as they decended the stairs to the lower level. Karen was grinning ear to ear and loving the show both of them were giving the mall-goers. Viki briefly thought of voicing some sort of protest but thought better. After all, Karen had done so much for her and it WAS a bit of a turn-on. She did breathe a sigh of relief when they hopped into the Porsche. As they left the mall, Viki could see they were not headed home.

"Where are we going?" Viki inquired.

"We've got a whole day ahead of us," Karen replied. "I thought a nice drive into the city would be nice."

Viki didn't know what to think. She couldn't even guess what Karen had on her mind. Whatever it was, it was bound to be erotic and probably a bit bizarre. Viki's train of thought was once again derailed by Karen's voice. "Let me see that prick of yours," she said as she drove down the freeway. Viki was pleased they were in Karen's Porsche because the windows were tinted and nobody could see in. Viki hiked her short skirt up to her waist to reveal a hardening dick framed in garters. "Beat that prick for me," was Karen's next command and Viki commenced to stroke her meat. The air from the car's vents was then directed by Karen to shoot directly between Viki's legs. Karen would glance down and then back up to the road in front of her. As Viki started to put more movement into her hips, Karen reached into her purse and removed Viki's crumpled panties. "Cum in these," Karen said as she handed them to Viki.

The view of the passing cars was very erotic to Viki. She was in public, but not in public. "Open those panties and cum only in the crotch," was Karen's next direction. Viki had to let go of her prick to unravel the lacy underthing and expose the cotton lined crotch. When her hand returned to her prick, the next stroke brought a stream of warm white cum held back from flying by the crotch of the panties now held over the purplish head. She squeezed the last drops and wiped the tip of her shrinking prick into the panties. Viki sat silent. Her skirt still at her waist and a pair of soaking panties in her hand.

Forty-five minutes later they neared the city and as usual, the traffic was backing up. During one of the stops in the stop and go traffic, Karen took the still wet panties from Viki's hand, holding them sideways, put Viki's head through both the high-cut leg holes so the crotch was directly over her mouth. She then proceeded to shove the entire cotton crotch area into Viki's mouth with two deep probing fingers. A touch under Viki's chin resulted in her closing her mouth over the sopping fabric. "Now suck it all off for me like a good girl," Karen requested. "Cum is all you'll be eating and drinking today anyway so you better get as much as possible."

Viki kept sucking the material for the next 15 minutes until Karen had finally parked the car. As Karen removed the lacy gag from her mouth, Viki knew where they were. This was the X-rated part of town. Porno theaters, adult book stores, hookers, peep-shows, the whole bit. Karen used to refer to this area as the "seedy" part of town and NOW she was driving here purposely. Karen hopped out of the car and walked around to Viki's side and opened the door. Viki scurried to pull her skirt back down to her thighs. She stepped out of the car and Karen closed the door. "Come on," was all Karen said as she walked down the sidewalk. Viki quickly took off after her.

Half way down the block, Viki could see the movie theater and the titles of the films showing: "The Tonsil Ticklers" and "The Big Gulp". She was quite, yet not surprised to see Karen turn into the theater. The women reached into their purses and paid the $15.00 for their tickets. Karen continued to lead the way as they entered the darkness of the theater. After a moment to accustom their vision, Karen moved Viki into the back row of the far right corner of the theater. As Viki's head leaned against the wall, Karen wispered to Viki, "I'll be right back."

Viki glanced at Karen as she slid down the seats to the aisle but her gaze was quickly directed to the screen as a fifteen inch "sword- swallowing" act had begun. Viki was amazed the girl on the screen could swallow such a long prick. On the close-ups, she could see the outline of the prick on the girl's throat. Karen had slipped out the door to the right aisle and reentered the door of the left aisle and sat down. Sitting down, she scoped out the viewers.

To Karen's surprise, there were a good 20 people in the theater. It was only noon. Karen saw a man alone in the middle seating area in the back row and she moved from the aisle to sit next to him. He was definitely not very appealing in the face and was also quite overweight. She wispered to the man that for ten dollars he could get a blowjob from the girl in the corner. When the man looked down at Viki, he gave Karen the ten dollars. Karen told the man to tell Viki, "Karen said to blow me." With that, the man scurried across the seats, the aisle and then sat next to Viki. Viki was scared as the man approached, but when he said that Karen told her to blow him, she knew she had to do him. Viki was already hot after watching just a bit of the movie. She slid to the floor and undid the fat man's zipper. His prick was only about five inches long and it was hard. She went to work with her now expert mouth.

Karen leaned over to see the action in the last row in the corner and her thighs again began to dampen. She moved to the next closest man, whom she also found unattractive, made the same proposition, and he also, gladly paid the saw-buck and headed for the corner. It wasn't until the seventh guy, or maybe she was becoming desperate, that she found someone to her liking. He was at most 19 years old and also appeared quite shy. She sat next to him and smiled. The boy returned a nervous smile and resumeKaren slowly moved her arm to the knee of the boy. She could feel his body tremble. Karen glanced back to the corner of the theater and could see only three men sitting in the corner. Viki was busy on the floor sucking off her fourth "customer".

Karen moved her hand up to the boy's crotch and began stroking his hardened prick through the fabric of his jeans. The lad seemed paralyzed. He was breathing a little more rapidly as Karen began to slowly pull his zipper down. She loved being in control. Her hand slid inside his pants and could feel the damp underwear covering his prick. After a couple of gripping moves on his dick, she pulled her hand out and began to undo his belt. The snap on his jeans was next. Karen then plunged her hand down the waistband of the boy's underwear until she had a firm grip on his eight inch dick.

Viki's jaw began to throb as she sucked down the skinny seven inch prick of the fifth man. She was surprised how fast each man was cumming. The longest any of them lasted was three or four minutes. Again, she was puzzled by the distinct difference in the taste of each man's cum. She could also feel her own cum dripping on her thighs and stomach. She was fully erect and dripping constantly.

As Karen pulled the boy's prick from his underwear, he lifted his hips a bit. That was all Karen had to see. She slowly slid down in front of the boy and with both hands, pulled his jeans and shorts to his knees. She then poked her head between his thighs and grabbed hold of his cock in her mouth. The boy sucked in a deep breath as Karen went to work. Before she could get the shaft working down her throat, the boy was cumming in gobs. She sucked and sucked until his spasms died down.

Viki was happy she was finally done with her visitors and sat back down in the seat. She scanned the theater for Karen, but she was nowhere to be found. Again, she lay her head on the wall and began to watch the movie once again. Her throat and jaw were tired and she was happy to see a fuck scene on the screen. She saw enough blowjobs already and she wasn't even watching the movie.

Karen was not satisfied. The boy's dick had gone limp but she was not about to quit. She continued to tongue and suck the lad's prick until life began to return. Now she sucked down the shaft in earnest and pounded her throat hard on his swollen member. The kid did not know what to do and in Karen's eyes, she was virtually raping him. It took a bit longer this time, but the boy came and Karen lapped up every drop. When she was done, she kissed the boy, plenty of tongue, smiled, and left.

Viki wanted and needed relief soon. The fabric-backed vinyl skirt was soaked on the inside and her balls were sticking to her thighs from the constant dripping cum from her prick. As a huge prick plunged in and out of a blond's pussy on the screen, Viki's prick was stiff once again and aching for relief. She looked for something to masturbate in as Karen entered their aisle once more.

Karen grabbed Viki by the hand and told her they were going to the bathroom. Viki was very concious of her cum soaked thighs and hoped she had not misssed any of her customer's cum as they passed through the lobby to the ladies room. Karen told Viki to get into a stall and clean up. Viki was happy to do this since it would give her a chance to masturbate. "And you better not cum in there!" Karen's words saddened Viki who pulled her skirt off and began to wipe the gooey mess from the skirt and her thighs.

Karen was checking her face in the mirror when a girl of nineteen or so entered. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a Chicago Bull's tee shirt. She had long blond hair and was as skinny as a rail. Karen stood a good four inches taller than her. As Karen looked into the mirror, she found herself staring at the sharp projections sticking out against the girl's shirt. Her tits were virtually non-existant, but what a set of nipples!

The girl was staring into Karen's eyes and as their stares met, they returned smiles to one another. "You're beautiful," the girl spoke. Karen paused a moment, and then as an animal in heat, pulled the girl to her and kissed her fully on the lips. The girl struggled a bit at first, but when she opened her mouth to suck in Karen's tongue, the brief battle was over. Both their hands began to massage each other's tits and nipples when Karen suddenly pushed the girl back.

"You think I'm beautiful," Karen asked seductively.

"Yeesss," the girl responded.

"I would like to say you are beautiful, too, but I can't," Karen stared into the girl's eyes. "If you remove those baggy jeans, maybe I could then."

Viki could hear the conversation from her stall. She was really getting turned on listening to what was going on and she so wanted to jack-off, but she would not disobey Karen. The girl slid out of her jeans as if she were hypnotized by Karen. "Now that shirt my dear," Karen continued and the girl obeyed. She stood in her pink bikini briefs until Karen pointed at them and she stepped out of them. The girl had very small mounds on her chest but they were topped by two inch long, thick nipples. Her pussy was covered in curly blond hair. "You ARE beautiful," Karen said as she approached the girl.

TO BE CONTINUED

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Second Life -- Part 3 by Hermes

Karen hiked her denim skirt up and told the girl to remove her panties. As the girl leaned forward, Karen finished the command, "...with your teeth!" The girl went to her knees and began to suck at the crotch of Karen's lacy red panties. She nibbled at the fabric brushing Karen's clit. The girl finally got a grip with her teeth and pulled the panties down. Karen stepped out of them and just said, "Well..." The girl took the hint and busily began to eat away at Karen's bald beaver.

Karen had hold of the blond locks of the girl and was near cumming when she stepped back and said, "You deserve a bit of pleasure, too. I think you should be getting a good fuck while you eat me."

"I'll go get my boyfriend and ..." the girl was cut off by Karen.

"That won't be necessary. I'll call my girlfriend... Oh Viki... come out here my dearest."

The girl was even more impressed with Viki's appearance. Viki approached the two and Karen motioned to her to stand next to her. When Viki was in position, Karen reached behind her and undid the black vinyl skirt. The girl's mouth dropped open when the skirt hit the floor. Viki stood silent with her erect shaft rising from her crotch. "How... what...how.."

"It's of my own creation," Karen spoke. "Do you like it?"

"YES!!" the girl nearly shouted.

"Then you shall have it. Viki, go around and fuck my girl here while she eats my pussy!" Viki moved quickly behind the girl and had to squat down quite a bit before her prick was at the bushy entrance. The girl was craning her neck to get best access to Karen's smooth lips and budding clit. Karen was assisting by holding and guiding the girl's head. Viki slid into the girls sopping hole with ease. She was surprised such a small girl had such a large pussy.

Karen loved the girl's head being shoved into her cunt by the force of Viki's thrusts. Each inward thrust would bring a squeak from the girl which sent a vibrating feeling to Karen's pussy. Viki's legs were sore from squatting up and down to keep pace in the small girl's snatch. She finally grabbed the girl by the hips and lifted her up off the floor and began to impale her on her prick. Karen's hold of her head kept the girl suspended in mid air. The girl and Karen had already cum once and were near a second burst when Viki's breathing staggered. Viki shot a load of cum into the girl like she never did before. The girl, feeling the hot semen filling her, came for a second time, moaning loudly. The moaning against Karen's cunt was just enough to bring her off for the second time.

As the girl was released, she went to her knees on the floor. Viki was leaning with her back to the wall and Karen used the sink to keep her balance. The ladies room door cracked open and a voice called in, "Ellen, are you alright?" "My boyfriend," the girl wispered. "GET IN HERE AND CLOSE THE DOOR!" Karen commanded. The lad entered as if drawn by the voice. The look of shock crossed his face and became a bit more extreme when he saw Viki with her now limp prick hanging between her legs. "Get your clothes off...NOW!" Karen shouted. Horny from the movie, and the bizarre scene confronting him, he gladly peeled off his jeans and tee shirt.

The boy's prick was forming a tent in his BVD's when Karen told him she wanted ALL his clothes off. The boy jumped at the order, removing his socks also and he stood naked among them. "What.." the boy began to ask but his girlfriend saw he was looking at Viki and cut in with, "Neat, isn't it." Karen now reached behind, undid her skirt, stepped out of it and laid it on the sink.

"Would you like to fuck me?" Karen asked staring at the boy. He was about to speak when he looked down at his girlfriend. "It's OK, Ray. Do it, I'll play with Viki over there."

"Well, what'll it be BOY!" Karen sounded angry.

"Sure"

"Sure WHAT??" Karen grunted.

"Sure I'd like to fuck you!"

"You'd LOVE to fuck me, but I don't know now," Karen stared at the boy's long, rock-hard prick. "Ellen, suck Ray's dick for me." Ellen crawled across to where her boyfriend stood and took his dick into her mouth. She sucked and tongued the head but that was about the extent of her oral activity. "STOP!" Karen ordered. "Let a pro show you how... Viki, get to work on that pole and show Ellen how it's done." Viki's throat was just barely coming back to feeling normal when she swallowed Ray's shaft to the hilt. Ellen was amazed that anyone could swallow a shaft, near 10" long, and not choke to death. Viki began to bob up and down as she had done earlier in the theater. This was by far the longest, but not the widest prick of the day.

"Start sucking Viki's prick, Ellen," Karen continued running the show.

Ellen easily sucked down Viki's prick, but it was still limp. As she continued, the prick grew in her mouth and she tried, but failed, to swallow Viki's entire shaft. Ray grabbed Viki by the head and face- fucked her for about thirty more seconds and then shot his load into Viki's mouth and down her throat. Viki was still on all fours as Ellen continued to suck her off. Just as she was ready to cum, Karen spoke up. "Take all her cum in your mouth Ellen, but don't swallow it!" Viki shot a gusher as Ellen held her mouth over the head of her prick. As Viki's dick fell from Ellen's mouth, pulling a few strands of cum with it, Karen ordered her to kiss her boyfriend. Ray was hesitant as Ellen approached smiling. Ellen was loving this.

"If you want to fuck me, you have to learn to do as you're told," Karen said. "Now kiss Ellen and I want her to push all the cum in her mouth into your mouth and you had better swallow all she gives you." The two embraced and Ellen's tongue shovelled the cum into Ray's mouth. Ray was grossed out at first, but overall it didn't taste bad and Ellen was fucking his mouth with her tongue like never before. When they finished their kiss, Karen told them they had performed well and deserved a reward.

"Now let me see..." Karen started. "Ellen ate me, so I should at least return the favor. Ellen, you sit in the sink here. While I'm eating you, Ray can fuck me. Yes, that sounds good. No wait. Viki's left out... I know! Viki can fuck Ray! Yes, perfect."

"I'm not gonna let that broad fuck me in the ass!!!" Ray objected.

"Then we're done here. Come on Viki, let's go," Karen said coldly.

"Pleeaasse Ray," Ellen began. "It'll be fun. I promise... for meeeee?"

Ray looked at his girlfriend's sad eyes and he DID want to fuck Karen. Karen knew he would give in but maybe one more push. "Viki will be gentle, Ray. Viki, I want you to tongue Ray's asshole real good and when you fuck him, you had better be gentle."

"Seeeee..." Ellen encouraged.

"OK" was all Ray said and Ellen hopped up on the vanity and sat over the sink. Karen immediately went to work on Ellen's golden bush as she could feel Ray positioning himself behind her. Viki grabbed Ray's asscheeks, pulled them apart, and shoved her tongue up his asshole. The feeling forced Ray to lunge forward a bit which was all he needed to begin to enter Karen's smooth cunt. Ray was surprised the older woman's cunt was actually tighter than his girlfriend's. As he worked halfway into Karen's snatch, he could feel two wet fingers probing his asshole.

Karen's fantasy role-playing had gotten her so hot she came even before Ray was half way in. Ellen was also dripping so much from her first cum that some dribbled off Karen's chin into the sink. Ray could now feel the wet knob of Viki's prick at his backdoor. Karen knew Viki was about to enter Ray because he stopped entering her, no doubt concentrating on relaxing his asshole as much as possible. Ray then felt Viki's prick-head pass through his anal opening.

Viki began to pump into Ray's ass in small half-inch strokes. When she had more than half of her prick into him, she picked up the pace. Ellen could tell her boyfriend was getting fucked and fucking Karen deep because Karen's head was now bouncing against her soaking bush. The thought alone was enough to carry Ellen to her second orgasm. Viki was the driving force of the chain. As Karen felt Ray's long prick plunge into her tight hole up to the hilt, she knew Viki was doing the same to his ass. Karen's second orgasm soaked her stockings to her knees.

Viki kept pumping into Ray wondering if she had any cum left in her. She wished she could cum the same amount she swallowed today. It probably would have filled a drinking glass. The timing started to break down as Ray started jerking and Karen and Viki knew he was cumming. Viki picked up the pace as much as possible and Karen squeezed her pussy muscles to prepare to keep Ray's prick in her after he came. Karen could feel the spurting fluid enter her cunt and once again she also came. She then took hold of Ellen's clit between her teeth and commenced rolling it between them. Ellen actually "shot" cum into Karen's face. Her squirting orgasm caused her body to convulse and shake so much that Karen let go of the girl's pussy lips and grabbed her by the hips for fear she would fly out of the sink.

Just as Ray finished pumping the remainder of his load into Karen, he felt a warm, squirting liquid enter his ass. He felt Viki shudder and felt her large tits fall in force on his back, exhausted. Ellen was coming back to reality when Karen, after a couple more flexes of her vaginal muscles, pulled off of Ray's contracting member. "Viki. I want you to suck out all of that cum you put in Ray's ass and Ellen, you can suck your boyfriend's cum out of my pussy. Let's get to it," Karen directed.

As Ellen climbed down, Karen hopped up on the vanity and spread her pussy lips wide for Ellen's mouth. Viki went to her knees and as Ray bent in half, she pulled his cheeks apart, fused her mouth to his asshole and began sucking and inserting her tongue. Karen and Ray were both flexing the proper muscles to force as much cum from their holes as possible. Karen came twice more to the talents of Ellen's mouth, tongue and teeth.

Karen jumped down from the vanity as Ray stood up. Ellen was sitting on the floor, as was Viki. Karen could see Viki had done a good job because Ray was sporting another hard-on. Karen had a few more orders. "Ray. I want you to go in the stall and sit on the john. Ellen. I want you to join him and sit on his prick facing him." The two did as they were told and as Ellen sat down on the rigid pole, Karen finished her orders. "Ray. You are to just sit there. Ellen is to do all the work. You are to squeeze both of her nipples and not to let go until she makes you come twice. When you have finished, you are to suck each other clean. Now lock the stall door and get to work. If either of you fail, you will be sorry."

Karen smiled, for as she was giving the instructions, and Ray squeezed Ellen's nipples, Ellen let out a moan and liquid poured from her pussy, down Ray's shaft and onto the toilet seat cover. Amidst the moaning and grunting, Karen and Viki cleaned-up, dressed, straightened their faces and left the ladies room and the theater.

Karen was laughing out loud as they walked down the sidewalk past numerous adult video stores. "This is fun, isn't it Viki," Karen asked. Viki nodded her head and smiled back to Karen. The cool late April breezes blew up Viki's skirt chilling her dick and balls. They walked a bit further until Karen turned into one of the shops. Viki followed close behind.

It was an adult book store. Magazines of every sexual taste lined the walls. There were also video tapes and a doorway at the back of the shop which had a sign over it stating it contained the viewing booths. Karen told Viki to look around as she carried on a conversation with the cashier. When she looked at Karen at the counter, she could see dildoes of every variety under the counter glass. She also noticed she and Karen were the only women of the 15 or so patrons. It was rather a large place and Viki laughed to herself that sex sure is popular.

Karen returned with a bag in hand and told Viki they were going to view a video, rather loudly. As the girls entered the booth marked #3, Karen told Viki to remove her skirt. The video began with some type of phone sex ads and Viki removed her skirt. Karen had opened the bag and pulled out some sort of harness. She told Viki to step into it. It secured like a belt around her waist. In the back were two straps that ran up the crack of her ass. In the front was a four-inch wide leather strip with small leather straps running up it's length. Karen pulled Viki's prick up and secured four of the smaller straps around her prick. She then pulled the straps tight and Viki's mostly limp prick looked segmented from the strain of each half-inch strap. Viki then saw Karen tying loops around each of her balls. With a quick pull, her balls were pulled around the four inch center strap until they almost touched each other in front. It was uncomfortable but stimulating to Viki. The problem was, she was getting hard and all that was happening was each of her "segments" were getting thicker and darker and the head of her prick was turning a deep purple.

Karen then moved to the back of the harness and pulled up on the straps in Viki's ass crack. The force pulled her ass cheeks so far apart that Viki thought she would rip in half. Karen then secured the straps. Out of the bag, Karen produced a studded leather collar and secured it around Viki's neck. A steel loop hung in front. Back in the bag, Karen pulled a small packet from which she removed a clear capsule-shaped object and proceeded to shove it into Viki's asshole. This was quickly followed by another but this time Karen pushed the capsule deep into her hole with her finger so both capsules were deep in her ass. Karen then produced a pair of leashes with adjustable straps.

As Viki watched, her prick bulging against the restraints, Karen looped one leash around a ring on the wall. Above the ring, there was a three inch hole leading to the neighboring booth. Karen pulled Viki's head down and secured the hook of the now short leash to the loop on her collar. Viki's nose was nearly touching the wall. Karen moved to the other wall and pulled Viki's butt so that she was wall to wall in the small booth. A moment later, Viki could feel a strap being secured to the belt of her harness and with a tug, her ass was up against the opposite wall. Viki could barely move side to side, and back and forth was out of the question. Karen took some cuffs from her purse and locked Viki's wrists behind her back. The very last steps Karen did was pull Viki's tank top up past her tits. From the bag, she produced a pair of nipple clamps which she quickly attached to both of her nipples. The next items out of the bag were two, inch long tear-drop shaped weights that were attached to the clamps. Viki felt as if her nipples were being pulled from her tits. "I want you to have nipples like Ellen had! Now you behave yourself and do your thing you little tramp you, and I'll be back later to get you. Bye bye." Karen exited the booth.

Viki was now stretched the width of the booth and could just barely see the video screen. It was an S&M movie about transsexuals. Suddenly she felt a coolness in her ass and some type of liquid moving around in there. It made her itch way up in her ass and she began to sway a bit from side to side if just to do something.

Karen walked to the counter again and told the cashier everything was ready and not to forget her cut was 50% of the take. He nodded his head in agreement and Karen walked out of the shop grinning ear to ear. As she walked down the sidewalk, she spied two hookers standing ahead of her. Funny, they were dressed pretty much like she and Viki were. Karen approached them and asked them how much for an all-day affair. After handing them the agreed upon five hundred dollars, the petite oriental led the way to a doorway, up the stairs, and into a reserved room.

Viki's nipples were burning as the video played on. A bright flash of light from the hole under her nose told her someone had entered the booth next to hers. Her ass was still itching inside but she had ceased her swaying movements because it caused the weights on her nipples to sway and pull. Suddenly Viki felt something press against her lips. Glancing down, she could see a long, thick, black prick poking throught the hole in the wall. It lunged forward again, this time grazing off her teeth and cheek. Viki was resigned to the fact she was not going anywhere soon and on the very next thrust, opened her mouth and swallowed the prick facing her. As the thrusts increased, the prick actually grew thicker and just barely fit down her throat.

As the stabbing prick picked up the pace and Viki prepared for a mouthful of cum, she felt a stabbing at her asshole. Another prick was trying to gain entry. After a slow, deliberate move, the dick slid into her asshole all the way. The capsules had lubricated her hole and now the prick in her ass was at least scratching that itch she felt since the capsules melted. Gobs of warm, slippery cum flowed into her mouth and before she could catch it all, the man pulled out and shot some up her nose and across her cheek.

She now concentrated on the cock in her ass. She could only flex her rectal muscles because the strap held her right to the wall. She must have been moving a bit though because the weights on her nipples were swaying wildly. Her prick was straining at its bonds. Her eyes were closed as the itch in her ass was finally getting scratched. Again she felt a poking at her lips and without opening her eyes, her mouth accommodated the intruder.

After having a bit of fun with her hooker friends and leaving them with some explicit instructions, Karen stepped out of the building into the cool April night. A shiver ran down her back as she crossed her arms in front of her in an attempt to keep warm. She then remembered Viki and looked at her watch. Had she really been upstairs for five hours! She began to run to the book store.

When she entered the store, she went straight to the third booth and opened the door. Viki was rocking back and forth. The walls were actually moving. The scene was one Karen would not soon forget. She could see the prick entering Viki's mouth, but Viki's ass was flush up against the other wall and she knew there was a prick in there somewhere. Viki's face was completely covered in cum. Blobs would drip from her chin to an ever widening puddle on the floor. Cum also dripped from her secured balls to another puddle on the floor as her asshole was continually overflowing with cum.

Karen closed the door and went to the cashier. She told him no more and she was taking Viki when these last two were done. The man told her it was a pleasure doing business with her and handed her an envelope. When the men in the adjoining booths exited, Karen returned to Viki. She undid the handcuffs and both the short leashes. As Viki began to stand erect for the first time in four hours, Karen reached under her own skirt and removed her panties. She balled them up, pushed them into Viki's mouth and told her to bite down on them. As Viki did as she was told, Karen removed the left nipple clamp. The muffled scream from Viki's mouth was still extremely loud as was the second scream when the other clamp was removed.

Karen removed the harness from Viki's balls, prick and ass and put it into the bag she had left in the booth. She pulled her tank top down over her tits and put her vinyl skirt back on. Viki was shaking her arms trying to get the circulation going as Karen pulled the panties from her mouth and began wiping the cum from her face. Although Viki still looked like hell, the two girls dashed from the booth and out the door. They ran down the walk until they reached the Porsche. In an instant, the car was moving. Viki leaned her head against the window and quickly fell asleep. "Poor girl," Karen thought as she looked at her dissheveled girlfriend. She felt she probably went too far with Viki today and was sorry she did.

An hour later they were entering the house. Karen walked with her arm around a limping Viki and sat her down on the leather sofa while she locked the front door. She ran upstairs to Viki's room and began to run a bath loaded with bath salts and oils. She then returned to help Viki up the stairs, undress and get into the tub. As Viki lay back and began to sponge her legs, Karen leaned over and kissed her on the forehead and then went off to her own room.

After a long bath herself, Karen threw a terry cloth robe on and headed for the stairs to the kitchen to get a sandwich. Neither of them had eaten all day. Karen stopped by Viki's room to see her naked, lying on top of the bed. She moved her slightly, pulled the satin sheets and blanket back, and then tucked her in.

Karen was just finishing a ham and cheese sandwich when she remembered the envelope the cashier had handed her. She retrieved it from her purse, returned to the kitchen table and counted the money. There was a total of $705.00! She thought a moment...$30 per customer... half of the $30 was hers.. She began to pencil some calculations and then the full impact hit her. Viki had serviced 47 customers! If Viki had any reservations of her new life, she was bound to tell Karen in the morning. Karen had wondered whether or not the fantasy sex games she was playing were going to come to an end. How Viki reacted in the morning would tell her.

As Viki slept, she relived her moments in the video booth. At one point she wondered whether or not the prick in her mouth would ever cum at the same time as the one in her ass. She remembered how quickly she got her answer. The fourth couple of pricks shot at the same time and she remembered how aroused she was. It then became a game to her to try to get both cocks in her to shoot at the same time. She lost count after the eighth "double cum". She recalled how the pain in her nipples had disappeared in less than thirty minutes after the clamps were applied. They had become numb but it was erotic the way she could still feel the pulling on her tits. She had also lost most of the feeling in her own tied up prick and balls. Her only concern was to make the cocks at either end of her body cum like mad.

She recalled in the first hour of restraint, a monster cock had invaded her ass. The prior lubrication helped the entry, but her rectal muscles strained at the stretching she was going through. That prick must have been as thick as her wrist. She never got a prick that large in her ass for the rest of the day, but wondered if she did and her ass was just used to the larger sizes. The variety of cocks was unbelieveable. She recalled how she started to catagorize them: the wobbler, never got totally hard; the rod, so hard she thought it would break; the plug, short but fat; the pencil, long but skinny; the hook, a prick with a curve to it....

She remembered the different colors, the way each spasmed, the varying amounts of cum each would shoot, the taste of each. She recalled liking the taste of one cock so much she held it in her mouth and sucked on it until it got hard again and gave her another taste. She remembered a cock shooting so much in her ass she thought the guy was pissing in her and when he pulled out he released a flood from her asshole that flowed down to her balls. Viki was tired after the first hour, but something happened to her to where she became anxious for the next prick and she began loving it. She recalled how upset she became when she was sucking a cock with no cock in her ass. She was a bit upset when Karen came in and undid the bonds. When Karen first opened the door and then left, Viki thought she was just checking up on her, but when no more pricks came through the holes and the door opened again, she knew Karen was taking her out. Viki's thoughts faded as she fell into a deep sleep.

Part 4

******** The Continuing Journey ********

That morning, Viki awoke Karen with a kiss and breakfast in bed. She told Karen she loved her and Karen realized she had created one wild woman. Viki was wearing the french maid's outfit again and was beautifully made-up. Karen noticed a glow in Viki's face which radiated a sense of contentment. Was Viki this wild because she was half-man, half-woman? Did she have twice the sexual drive? Karen had discovered a renewed love of sex herself, but she could never have survived what Viki went through in that booth.

As Karen was finishing her coffee, Viki arrived with the pot in hand and began to refill Karen's cup. She picked up the tray and asked if there would be anything else. Karen looked her over in her frilly outfit and responded. "Why are you dressed this way?"

"M'lady was asleep and had not laid out any clothes for me to wear, so I thought this would be acceptable."

"It is Viki, and if you do not see clothes laid out for you, you are to wear that uniform always. Do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am. Will there be anything else?"

"Yes Viki. Turn the heater for the pool on, clean off the cushions for the lounges and put them in place. I've got a bit of shopping to do and I want my bed made and the house cleaned up before I return."

"Will that be all?"

"Yes"

Viki left the room with the tray and headed downstairs. Karen gave herself a smile, took a sip of the hot coffee, hopped out of bed and into the shower. Before Viki had finished the breakfast dishes, Karen was out the door and gone. Viki went about her chores and in little more than an hour, she saw Karen pull into the garage and approach the house. Karen went upstairs to the sound of Viki vacuuming her office.

When Karen came down the stairs, she was clad in the skimpiest swimsuit Viki had ever seen. She knew Karen would never have bought a suit like that before. It had a thong-backed skimpy bottom that plunged down toward her crotch. Most of Karen's bush would have shown if she hadn't shaved herself. Attached to the bottom were two metal loops in front, one at the top of each leg. What only could be described as a belt, a 2" wide piece of the same fabric as the bottom, was hooked to one loop, then went up around the back of her neck, and was secured at the other loop. All the belt did was barely cover Karen's nipples. Viki felt her nipples harden as well as the prick between her legs.

"When you're finished you'll find something laid out on your bed. Put it on and join me in the yard."

Viki quickly finished her chores and went to her room. There she found her bathing suit. She put it on with some difficulty. Her's was similar to Karen's, but different. This suit had a collar on it with one metal loop in front. The thong backed bottom held her prick between her legs and had one metal loop above each buttock. A hook with a pair of two-inch wide strips of fabric hanging from it was attached to the collar. The strips of fabric were then pulled across each tit and hooked to the loop in back. This caused Viki's tits to be pulled apart the more she leaned forward.

Karen was laying by the pool when Viki joined her in the lounge next to her. On the table between them was an ice bucket, a pitcher of lemonade, and a couple of glasses. As the music played, the two enjoyed the rays of a warm May sun. Karen looked at Viki and the tucked bulge in her bottom.

"Would you like to fuck me, Viki," Karen asked. Puzzled, Viki looked at her and responded, "Yes".

"Is your man-clit getting hard?" Viki nodded yes. "Would you like to put that hard clit in my pussy?" Again Viki nodded. "Would you like to CUM in my hot, tight pussy?" Viki's prick was rigid, bent over between her asscheeks. She nodded again. "Then we must do something about it shouldn't we?" Karen said, gulped down her drink and turned to fill it with ice once again. Viki was beginning to squirm in her seat in anticipation of Karen's next move. The move wasn't exactly what Viki had expected. Karen spun around quickly, pulled the low-cut bottom away from Viki's stomach, and poured the full glass of ice down the front of her suit and let it snap back in place. Viki jumped up from the shock of the cold cubes on her skin. "LAY BACK DOWN HERE!!!" was Karen's order and Viki did as she was told.

"I told you I don't allow women to fuck me. You knew better, yet you still want to fuck me. Maybe that'll cool your hot desires."

As Viki lay on the lounge, the ice was melting and running down the crack of her ass and down her prick. The cubes were melting and nestling at her balls. The constant cold dripping was saturating her suit and it also became cold. The ice did the trick, as Viki's cock grew limp. The rest of the day was uneventful as they swam and ate by the pool. Karen had undone the hooks on both their suits so they could minimize those nasty tan lines. Karen noticed Viki's nipples seemed a bit longer and wondered if she should weight them again soon.

That night, after bathing, Viki saw that Karen had laid out a plain blue chemise for her to wear to bed. She donned the garment and went fast asleep. Viki was shocked awake by a large hand covering her mouth. "Scream and you gonna pay, bitch," the voice angrily stated. Viki was pulled to her feet by the man and her arms were held to her back. He brought her downstairs to where there were two other people standing over a naked, kneeling Karen. She had a ball gag in her mouth. Leather cuffs were attached to her wrists and ankles and they were all hooked together. A spiked collar was around her neck and the smaller of the two people applied nipple clamps to her tits. Karen let out a muffled high-pitched scream as each was attached.

The chemise was roughly pulled off Viki and she saw the other two people point at her prick. The man leaned over her shoulder and saw her prick. "This bitch got a prick! This is gonna be fun, man." He pushed Viki to her knees and the other two joined him. They methodically prepared her: a spiked collar, a small collar at the base of her cock, wrist and ankle cuffs. She was then brought over to the kneeling Karen. Her cuffs were all locked together at her ankles and before they applied a set of clamps to her nipples, they pulled the chained pair between the chain of Karen's clamps and then attached them. They were now intertwined together. They pulled Viki away from Karen until the chains between them were taut. Viki let out a scream to match Karen's muffled one.

"I think I better shut this man-bitch up," the big man said as he undid his zipper and pulled out the longest, thickest, black dick Viki had ever seen. "You better be a good suck or I'm gonna play tug-o-war with these nipples here and see whose falls off first," he said as he plunged the huge prick down Viki's throat. As she kept working on the huge dick, the man was getting undressed. The prick expanded until it was rubbing every spot in Viki's throat. She feared if it got any bigger, it would rip her throat open. Her throat muscles were being pulled up and down with each stroke. Her rocking would cause the chains to pull and she could hear Karen scream, but the pain wasn't too bad for Viki. After several minutes, the man pulled out of Viki's throat and turned to Karen. She had fear in her eyes as she stared at the giant pole. He pulled the gag from Karen's mouth and shoved his tool home. After just a few more strokes, cum gushed from the tip and down Karen's throat. She gulped several times which seemed to make the man cum more. The gulping motion of her throat was squeezing the cum from his prick.

As Viki looked around, she could see everyone was naked. The other two intruders were women. One was a small oriental girl with tiny tits and a bushy black bush. The other was a very tall brunette white woman. She stood nearly six feet and had a huge set of tits. Other than the monsterous DDD's, the women was well proportioned. The man cumming down Karen's throat was a black man. He was big. At least six-six and 250 lbs.

The man pulled his cock from Karen's mouth and the oriental removed the clamps from both women. The tall woman produced a riding crop and as the oriental undid the hooks on Karen's cuffs, she brought it down on Karen's ass. "Suck off your roommate!" she commanded. Another swift blow and Karen went to work on Viki's prick. The oriental gripped Viki's dick with one hand and Karen's hair with the other. She forced Karen's head deeper onto Viki's dick. Viki was trying to get hard, but the situation scared her. Eventually, her prick began to grow in Karen's mouth.

Viki's cuffs were also unhooked and she felt the crop hit her ass. "Now you fuck your friend here," the tall one shouted as the oriental spun Karen around. Viki approached her cunt. She hadn't fucked Karen since the surgery. "NOW!" Another blow landed and Viki shoved the length of her cock into Karen. Karen let out a moan as Viki rode her. The black man walked over to Karen and again shoved his semi-hard dick into her mouth. The rhythm was such that Karen felt she had one long dick sticking through her body.

As the black prick grew to rigidness, he pulled out of Karen's mouth. His prick was replaced by the pussy of the oriental girl. She held Karen's head tight to her pussy. "You betta hope your girlfriend did a good job of lubing me up," Viki heard from behind her as she felt the probing dick at her asshole. The black man grunted as he forced his shaft into Viki's ass. Viki was surprised she took it with little pain. The man began pumping in and out of Viki's rectum, forcing Viki to keep the same rhythm as she fucked Karen. There was cum dripping off Karen's chin as the little oriental continued to mash Karen's face into her pussy.

Viki started cumming and she could feel the sopping wetness of Karen's pussy meant she was getting into it also. The black man picked up the pace a bit and then withdrew from Viki's ass. Again he walked over to Karen, pushed the oriental aside and shoved his prick back down her throat. The oriental then straddled Karen's back and forced Viki's face into her soaking cunt. Viki licked hard and bit the girls clit. The girl just seemed to cum constantly. There was a constant flow from her pussy. The black man moaned and shot his load again down Karen's throat. Viki grew limp in Karen's pussy.

A sharp pain across her ass reminded Viki the other woman was still present. "Eat your friend and suck your cum back out of her," she commanded. Viki rolled onto her back and Karen moved back to sit on her face. Viki sucked with all her might and nibbled Karen's clit until she flooded Viki's face twice with her cum. As Viki continued to suck, she felt a hook being attatched to her cock leash. Karen was pulled off Viki's face by HER newly attached leash and dragged to the room's center. Viki's cock leash was then pulled through the ring on her collar and she was pulled to a crawling position. She was pulled to the stairway and a set of handcuffs was attached to the railing and the open handled leash. Her wrist cuffs were secured behind her back. She turned as best she could to see what was happening to Karen.

Karen was in kneeling position in the center of the room. Her wrist cuffs were hooked together behind her back and her ankle cuffs were also hooked together. She had knee pads on to which was hooked a 3 foot wooden pole that forced her thighs open. The tall woman whipped Karen at least 20 times across each ass cheek until they were bright red. The oriental came in the room with a kitchen chair. She put the chair in front of Karen and sat down. The girl then took hold of Karen's leash, slid it under her own pussy and then over her shoulder. She then pulled down on the leash which forced Karen's face to the girl's still dripping pussy. The black man took position behind Karen and proceeded to fuck her silly.

The tall woman approached Viki and shoved a plug up her ass. There was a pumping sound and the plug swelled in Viki's ass until it was vitually locked in place. A switch was turned on and Viki felt as if a hundred buzzing bees were let loose in the balloon in her ass. As her prick began to rise, she felt the first of dozens of blows from the tall woman's crop. Viki was lost in agony and ecstacy. When the beating stopped, Viki looked over to see the tall woman change places with the oriental. Karen sucked the tall woman immediately, not missing a beat as the women changed. The black man was now alternating every five strokes or so from Karen's pussy to her asshole. She was bucking like a dog in heat.

The oriental approached Viki. She grabbed something and Viki could feel the bulb in her ass get larger, if that were possible and the buzzing was sped up. She grabbed Viki's prick and stroked it. She then moved to her tits and squeezed Viki's nipples. She smiled devilishly at Viki and walked into the kitchen. She returned with a tray and placed it on the lamp table next to Viki. Viki could see a bottle of rubbing alcohol, numerous silver rings (some solid, others looked like earrings), numerous diamond stud earrings, and a cloth. The oriental unfolded the cloth to reveal several needles. Viki was very nervous now. The girl smiled as she picked up a small needle and wiped it with the alcohol. She approached Viki with the needle in hand.

She grabbed Viki's left ear and Viki felt a sharp pain in her lobe. The girl picked up a stud and another prick was felt. This continued until five studs were placed climbing up her earlobe. The process was repeated on the right ear. She then grabbed Viki's tit and squeezed very hard. The needle was pushed through her nipple and Viki let out a yelp. A ring earring was put in place and the second nipple was done the same way. Viki was fading in and out of conciousness. Through hazy eyes, she could see the continued assault on Karen. The tall woman was whipping her off and on with her right hand while her left hand had hold of Karen's hair and was forcing it tighter to her raven bush. The black man must have shot his load and tired because he was now plunging huge dildoes in and out of Karen's ass and cunt. The marble-like floor reflected the puddle between her legs.

A pill was shoved down Viki's throat. Her head began spin. The buzzing in her ass was magnified. The last sight she saw was the oriental carrying the tray over to where Karen was being attacked. Her eyes began to close and she passed out to Karen's continual moans.

Viki awoke, dizzy and still tired. She was laying on the floor in the front room. The entire room was illuminated by the rising sun. She tried to recall the nights events. She looked down at her nipples and her new rings. Her wrist and ankle cuffs were gone. She no longer had the plug in her ass but she did have the cock leash still on. As she went to remove it, she noticed it was attached to a solid metal ring that encircled her cock. How did this small ring get around her prick and balls. The size of it would barely get over her now limp prick. As she studied it aleash, she could see it was somehow welded together and she saw no way of removing it. She tried but it was impossible.

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The Second Life -- Part 4 by Hermes

She remembered Karen and looked around the room. She was nowhere in sight. Viki ran up the stairs, her tits and rings bouncing all the way. She looked into Karen's room and she was not there. She ran to her room and saw no clothes laid out. She thought she had better get dressed in something, so she put on the maid's outfit again, slipped into the black heels and went to the bathroom. She then noticed the diamond studs lining her earlobes. She stared in fascination and actually liked what she saw. She was brought back to reality remembering Karen and ran back downstairs. Karen wasn't in the kitchen, her office, the basement, or out by the pool. She decided she should check the garage to see if Karen's car was there.

When she pushed the button and the garage door opened, she was dumbfounded by what she saw. Karen was suspended in mid-air in the middle of the garage. She still had the cuffs attached and the thigh-spreader. She had on a pair of black rubber panties and Viki could detect movement at the crotch and ass area. Electrical wires were running from the panties to an outlet in the wall. She also had a gag in her mouth with another cord running from it. It was then Viki realized that when she opened the garage door, Karen was pulled to the ceiling. Viki pushed the button again and as the door closed, Karen slowly descended to about a foot off the As Viki began to undo the hooks of the cuffs, she heard a buzzing at Karen's head. She undid the gag to reveal a penis shaped object attached to it that was continually extending and contracting in length. Karen was throat fucked all night long, Viki thought. As the gag was removed, Karen let out an almost seductive moan. She also noticed Karen had diamond studs in her nipples. As she undid the ankle cuffs and thigh- spreader, she saw close-up the movement in her rubber panties. Karen was still moaning softly as Viki pulled the rubber pants off Karen. They were soaking and liquid was pouring out as she pulled them past her thighs. The familiar smell of Karen's sex filled the garage. There were two, still rotating, still plunging dildoes in her ass and cunt. Viki couldn't believe Karen had every hole filled and moving all night long.

Karen grunted as Viki slowly slid the well-lubricated dongs from her holes. When the one in her sopping cunt was removed, Viki could not believe her eyes. Karen had three rings on each of her pussy lips. They were rather thick and about three-quarters of an inch around. As the rubber thrusting penis was removed, the lips closed and the six rings fell together looking like all six went through both lips. A closer inspection revealed another surprise. Karen's budding clit had a stud through it with diamonds on either end. When Karen was finally free of all her bonds, Viki helped her stagger into the house and up to her room.

Viki ate some breakfast and attempted to remove the rings from her nipples. Try as she did, they just didn't unclip. It looked as if there was a clear glue poured over the clip. She decided to put some breakfast on a tray and see if Karen was awake and hungry. She entered the room with the tray and asked Karen if she was hungry. Karen was staring and smiling at Viki as she entered the room. "Yes, I'm hungry," Karen replied. "GET OUT OF THOSE CLOTHES NOW!!!" Karen shouted. The tone of her voice had Viki completely naked in seconds. Karen looked Viki over. She liked the rings, she knew she would. The multiple studs in her ears was a nice touch also. Viki stood still as Karen's eyes roamed over her body. Karen reached down to her ringed pussy lips, looped her fingertips in the rings and pulled her pussy so wide open Viki could see deep inside her. "Eat," was all Karen said.

Viki dove into the gaping hole, her tongue played with the clit stud and she pulled on it with her teeth. Karen came almost instantly. Viki was sucking up the fluid as she felt Karen shifting around in the bed. The ring at the base of Viki's prick seemed to tighten as she got hard. When she was stiff and solid, her prick appeared broken-off at the base. It was rock-hard but swung freely in all directions as if it were limp. Karen grabbed Viki's prick with her lips as they became locked in a sixty-nine. Viki pumped Karen's throat and could feel the cum building in her, but it wasn't moving. She was trying to cum, but couldn't. Suddenly, like a hose becoming unkinked, Viki could FEEL the cum shooting up her shaft. The delay was erotic! The cum sprayed down Karen's throat. The force of the jet of cum told Karen the advice of the cock ring was correct. Karen would not let go of her prick even as it went limp. She sucked the limp prick and both her balls into her mouth until she locked the steel ring at the base of Viki's cock between her teeth. She just held the ring in her teeth as Viki's prick began to grow. Viki was stunned when her prick reached its maximum size and Karen still had her balls in her mouth and the entire shaft down her throat. Karen just lay there and started a swallowing movement in her throat. She was jacking off Viki's prick with her throat! Her hands were still locked in the rings of her pussy lips.

Viki shot another "rocket" load down Karen's throat just as Karen orgasmed the third time. Again Karen kept her lock on the ring until Viki was hard again. This took much longer than the last time and Karen had come a fifth time before the shaft worked back down her throat. Just as Viki was pouring a third load of cum down her throat, Karen began to convulse and the cum flowed out of her pussy in a steady stream. She shook and came for nearly five minutes. Viki couldn't keep up with the flow and cum covered her neck, shoulders, and tits. Karen was violently rubbing her pussy into Viki's face. Finally, she released her grip on Viki's prick and rolled over, exhausted.

Viki climbed off the bed, picked up her clothes and headed for her bedroom. She entered the bathroom and cleaned herself off with the wash cloth. As she wiped the pussy juice from her tits, she thought of Karen. An entire night of fucking; hours and hours of having her holes probed and she STILL wanted more. Viki wondered if Karen had experienced the same thing she had while bound in the video booth. Had they both become insatiable? Viki grabbed the ring at the base of her cock and thought of it as a release valve. She began to masturbate and as it grew solid, she let go of it and with her hips, swung the rigid member around and around. She was amazed how it seemed hinged at the ring. She resumed stroking her prick until she, literally, shot her load. The stream traveled a good six feet until it hit the wall above the toilet. Smiling, and looking a bit amazed, she grabbed the wash cloth and wiped off the wall. She dressed again and returned to Karen's room.

Karen was in the shower and Viki took the breakfast tray down to the kitchen. As Karen moved the wet cloth across her ringed pussy lips, she bent to examine them. They appeared solid. She spun a ring around in the lip and was surprised at the size of the hole in her lip. The quarter of an inch thick ring rotated, gripped tightly by the skin. She slipped her middle finger through the center as if trying out a new ring. Just the right size she thought to herself. The piercing of HER body was never discussed, but she did recall telling her hooker friends, "Anything goes." Her pussy was getting hot as she played with the studs in her nipples and as she toyed with her clit stud, cum ran down her leg and mingled with the running water. "A REAL hot button," she thought to herself.

Viki was wiping the last dish in the sink when a pair of hands gripped her shoulders. "Don't turn around!" she heard Karen say. Quickly the skimpy maid's skirt was undone and pulled down over her shoulders and to the floor. Next her ruffled panties were pulled down. She stood in her thigh high white lace stockings and black heels. A dull grey ball, the size of a large marble, with a hook on it was placed on the ring in Viki's left nipple. The nipple stretched as the weight was released. A second ball was placed on the ring in the right nipple. Viki felt a slight pain, but was getting turned on as her prick began to rise. A buzzing, probing rod was felt at the entrance to her ass. When it entered, she could feel the base of the plug rub her cheeks. Then, as the previous night, a pumping until Viki let out a groan to tell Karen the swelling plug was big enough.

"Turn around," Karen ordered and Viki complied, the weighted nipples swinging from the movement. Karen was dressed in all leather; a leather bustier, mini-skirt, and choker. She wore black nylons with rose patterns on them and calf-high patent boots with four-inch heels. She held a rubber bulb with a hose attached in her right hand. "You will remain like this the rest of the day or until I say different," Karen began. "Finish your chores and go out to the patio and STAND in the sun. I like my women tanned." Karen left the kitchen and went to the phone in the hall.

Viki was just finishing the remainder of her house cleaning and Karen was finally off of the phone after making several calls. As Viki headed to the patio, Karen grabbed her and began to suck her flaccid dick. Again, Karen sucked in her balls and locked her teeth on the ring. Viki's prick began to grow down the length of Karen's throat. Karen began her swallowing motion and Viki was reaching the breaking point. She began to jerk her hips forward a bit as the pressure built. Karen now knew how to read the delay and popped Viki's balls from her mouth and pulled off the shaft until just the head was in her mouth. Cum spurted with force to the roof of her mouth. When the flow ceased, Karen rose and kissed Viki, pushing her cum into her mouth. Viki eagerly sucked the cum and her tongue.

"You were very good, my dear," Karen smiled. "I must reward you for your performance." With that, Karen pulled the bulb and hose that was hanging through her belt loop, attached it to the plug in Viki's ass and gave it four more squeezes. Viki's ass shot up as she grunted from the size of the expanding plug. The hose was detached and Karen produced two more of the round, grey weights. She attached another to each nipple ring and Viki thought the rings would pull off her nipples as she leaned sharply forward when each weight was released. "You see, I am allowing you pleasure that I did not before yesterday. I realize now that you need release, too. Just as now, however, should I allow you release, there will always be a price to pay."

Karen explained further, "There are only three days left of my vacation and I want to enjoy them. You needn't worry about your now femine body as far as work is concerned. I called the agency and told them to remove your name from their list. You are now retired as far as your job is concerned, but not as far as your maid duties are. I'm heading out into town now and I want you to behave yourself. No masturbating - EVER, unless I give you permission. Now get out in that sun and get that body dark. You may lean on a chair, but you will not sit down. I want those weights to get those nipples at least three inches long. As you can see by the way they are stretched now, it is possible. You may also want to flex those ass muscles of yours. We'll get that hole big enough for anything. Now get!"

For the first time since this escapade began, Viki thought of work. She was happy Karen had retired her because she could never go into a job looking the way she did now. All ties to her past life were gone and she was now Viki forever - and happy. She never knew she wanted to be dominated. It was a revelation. The first time Karen began to order her around, Karen became more sexy to her, and she was turned on whenever she heard a command. She never thought she would like men as she does now, but she thought about if she really wanted to be a woman, it was the next logical step. As she completed rubbing the lotion on her body, Viki arched her tits to the sun.

Karen arrived downtown and met with her hooker friends. She handed the women $200.00 and began to unhook her bustier. The big boobed, raven haired girl stopped her and told her the plans were changed and to follow them. They sat her down in front of a mirror and began to alter her make-up. The fleshtone shades she wore were now replaced with deep rouge on her cheeks. Her eyes were outlined in purple and her lids powdered with purple and blue. Her lips were glossed bright red. The oriental pulled Karen's boobs from the bustier and unscrewed the studs from her nipples, replacing them with inch and a half diameter rings which also had a screw-lock. When the material was pulled back over her tits, the outline of the rings was plainly visible. The tall woman pulled a shoulder-length blond wig over her head. Karen looked in the mirror and didn't recognize herself - she looked like a real hooker.

The three women exited the building and walked to a corner. Karen realized she was going to "work" with the girls. A car pulled up and the oriental leaned into the open window. She walked away and told Karen to get in the car. Karen hesitated and the big woman spun her around and squeezed her nipples hard. "Get in or I'll rip these off!" When she was released, Karen turned and got into the car. The man pulled into an alley and said, "OK, give me my $50.00 blowjob." Karen leaned over and pulled the man's prick out and began sucking. He grabbed Karen's head and roughly pounded it on his short, stubby prick. Karen couldn't even get the short rod in her throat. It barely made the back of her mouth. The man shot wads of cum however and Karen was surprised how much came from the little dick. "Get out," the man said and drove away.

Karen met up with the girls again. They were talking to a policeman. When she arrived, the big girl ordered her, "Take him upstairs and show him a good time." This time Karen didn't hesitate and walked up to the girls' apartment with the cop. As Karen closed the door, the middle-aged cop began to undress. He told Karen to remove her clothes and get ready to pay for the protection he was giving the hookers. Karen stripped down. As she pulled her panties off he told her to leave the garters, stockings and boots on. Karen complied. The man stood naked with his limp dick hanging. "Suck me hard," the cop said and Karen went to her knees.

The cop's prick was getting longer and larger. It was about eight or nine inches long and extremely big around. Karen sucked the thick prick down and began her swallowing motions. Before he came, he pulled out of her mouth and pulled her to the bed where his clothes lay. He squeezed her tits as he positioned her for entry. The thick shaft squeezed into Karen's tight cunt. She loved the feeling of her rings and the cock. She sat up and began to bounce up and down on the cop's pole. After a minute or to his chest and she continued to hump away. Suddenly she felt something at the entrance to her ass. The cop had hold of his nightstick and was pushing it into Karen's butthole. She stopped her humping, waiting for the rigid plastic tool to enter. As it slid an inch or two in, Karen slowly resumed her humping motion. With one push, the stick rode at least ten inches into her ass and Karen let out a yelp. The cop picked up the humping and before Karen could adjust to the rod in her ass, he shot his load into Karen. Karen could feel the cum enter her and she also came and soaked his dick and balls with her juice.

"You are a juicy one, aren't you," the cop said as he pushed her off him. He began to dress and as Karen rose, he told her she wasn't done yet. She sat on the bed after removing the nightstick until the cop was fully dressed. He then told her to put the nightstick back in her ass. She did and slid the pole four inches in. He told her to put it in deeper until Karen had at least a foot of the stick in her ass. He walked over to her, looked at the stick in her ass, and produced his revolver. Karen stopped humping the nightstick. She was afraid of guns. He approached her and held the barrel to her pussy lips. It clanged as it touched the rings. He moved the gun closer until it parted her lips and entered her pussy. The cold steel was getting Karen hot and she started to move her hips to get more of the barrel inside her. The cop held the gun still. The nightstick still buried in her ass, Karen began to hump the gun. The rings were clanging against the chamber as she pushed the barrel deeper. She began bucking and before long, cum dribbled out of her pussy. She was catching her breath when the cop raised the gun to her lips and inserted the barrel into her mouth.

As the gun was pointed downward, Karen could feel her juices flow from the barrel to her tongue. After a little more licking, he pushed her back down to the bed and roughly yanked the stick from her ass. He wiped the gun and the stick with her panties, holstered them, and left. Karen laid still for a moment, took a deep breath, and got dressed, putting her soiled panties in her purse. She looked herself over in the mirror, smiled and left to join the others.

When she exited the hallway to the street, the oriental was alone. Then Karen spotted the tall woman exiting a phone booth. She joined them and just said, "Come on." Karen and the oriental followed the big titted girl down an alley and into a backdoor of a building.

The room was dimly lit. The tall woman ordered Karen to get undressed. Karen and the oriental both stripped down. This time Karen was completely naked. The big titted girl unzipped her leather jacket to reveal her mammoth jugs. "SUCK MY TITS!" the woman commanded and Karen started on the huge breasts. She loved handling the girls big tits and sucking her long nipples. It was almost a passion with her. She started cumming from just sucking the big girl's tits. The oriental moved between Karen's legs and lapped up her dripping pussy.

Karen tried to catch the escaping tit as the girl walked away. The oriental continued licking Karen and the girl returned with a wide leather belt with heavy steel rings at the sides. As she orgasmed a second time into the oriental's mouth, the girl strapped the belt around a swooning Karen. Before Karen regained her composure, she had the familiar wrist and ankle cuffs on and the collar with inch long spikes protruding all around it. The girl led Karen to the center of the room where two chains were hanging. She clipped a chain to each of the loops on Karen's belt. Karen had to stand tippy-toe when the chains were in place. The girl then pulled a chain from the right side of the room and attached it to Karen's right wrist cuff. A chain from the left side was attached to the left wrist. The oriental and the girl disappeared behind Karen. Suddenly, with a jerk on each arm, Karen was flipped backward. Her legs dangled as she stared at the ceiling.

Karen's arms were stretched out at her sides as the oriental and the girl attached more chains to her ankle cuffs and with a pull, her legs were spread wide, suspended with the remainder of her body. The girl returned to Karen's side with a set of wires with hooks on the ends. She hooked one of the wires to the ring in Karen's left nipple and threaded it high through the chain attached to Karen's left hip. The same was done to the right. Karen almost died when she saw the tennis ball-sized weights the tall girl carried to her side. First the left, then the right and Karen screamed as her nipples lept from her chest and stretched down toward her hips.

The girl then took a group of shorter, two-foot wires and attached one to each of Karen's pussy rings. Golf ball-sized weights were attached to each and the wires were tossed over the appropiate side. Karen thought her lips were being pulled to the floor. Three balls bobbed below her left ass cheek and three below her right. Karen was being stretched everywhere, her nipples, her arms, her legs, and now her pussy lips. The oriental appeared between Karen's legs, smiling and waving a small wire ring in Karen's direction. Suddenly Karen felt the oriental working on her clit. Karen began to cum again and was shaking as all the weights began to sway. Finally the oriental released her clit, holding the diamond stud in her hands.

The tall girl took another wire and hooked the ends to the two chains at Karen's hips. It crossed four-feet above Karen's waist. A small pulley was attached at the center of the wire. Karen bucked as a small hook was attached to the ring in her clit. The girl threaded the wire through the pulley and Karen was glad to see she was about to attach a much smaller weight than the others. It looked like a small marble. When the weight was attached, the girl let it fall. It stopped six inches above Karen's belly, but the force on her clit felt like the weight was ten pounds! Karen screamed and bucked at the force. Now she knew why such a small weight was used. It provided just the right effect.

She lay suspended looking at the ceiling when the tall woman stood at her head. She was naked. She moved in until Karen's head was directly underneath her raven pussy. Karen lifted her head to lick the girl's bush but she was too tall. The woman squatted a bit and Karen ate her hungrily. She rose again and Karen's tongue was lapping wildly at the air between her mouth and the girl's pussy. The girl laughed and squatted down again and up again. Karen wanted that pussy badly and screamed, "Please let me eat your pussy!" "Only if you're a good girl," the girl replied and walked away. Karen heard a door open and the tall girl shout, "Come and get it!"

Part 5

Suddenly Karen was surrounded by men. Zippers were coming down in unison and quickly there was a cock in her mouth. She sucked hard on the dick and as it grew to its nine-inch length, she easily slid it down her throat. The suspended position allowed easy access to her throat. A prick had entered her spread pussy and she came immediately. The pricks rocked her body causing all the weights to sway and providing an electrifying feeling all over Karen's body. As cum filled her throat and pussy, Karen closed her eyes and was lost in a sexual frenzy.

The fifth prick at her cunt entered her ass instead. The rocking became much more intense because of the tight fit. The extra stretching caused Karen to go into a five minute orgasm. Cum poured out of her pussy and down to the prick in her ass, adding a bit of lubrication. Karen lost count after the thirteenth prick entered her mouth. Suddenly her eyes were popped open by the pressure on her clit. She saw the tall woman laughing as she walked away and a golf ball-sized weight was now attached to the clit wire. The sharp pain subsided after two more pricks entered her. Her pussy lips were feeling so stretched she thought they would hang down when she walked. The stress was far greater now than when they first began this fuck session.

Close to two hours into the act, Karen felt a monster prick at her mouth. She couldn't get her mouth open wide enough to accomodate the massive tool. Her jaw felt as if it were dislocating as the head squeezed into her mouth. The fucking she was getting at the other end forced inch by inch down her throat. He then began to thrust the monster in and out of her throat. Air was being forced out of her body as the prick pulled from her throat. Her teeth were scraping hard along the shaft, but the man kept up the pace until he shot his load down her throat. As the massive member was pulled out, she saw the next man in line. It was one of the doctors from her clinic!

He never hesitated as he thrust his cock into Karen's aching mouth. She stared at his balls as he moved faster. Karen realized that the way she was made-up and with the blond wig, he didn't even recognize her! She started her gulping motion, giving him the blowjob of his life. She giggled a bit as he continued to buck into her. She always knew he would have a good sized dick. Not too big, not too small, just right she thought as a prick entered her ass. He shot his load, but Karen continued to suck his prick, closing her mouth on it to give him the hint. He panicked and pulled out of her mouth with a pop and Karen actually laughed out loud causing many of the men to laugh also as the doctor ran off. A black prick rode down her throat as she felt a spurting deep in her ass.

Cum covered her face, chest, and belly from the guys who liked to shoot their cum on her. She was rocked again with pain in her clit which also caused an immediate orgasm. She leaned her head forward as a limp cock left her throat to see a tennis ball-sized weight now on her clit wire. It hung only two inches above her belly. She wondered if her clit was really being stretched that far. Another invading dick brought her back to the job at hand.

Karen began to convulse about three hours into the fuckfest. She began an orgasm that wouldn't stop. She had heard about this, but never believed it. She loved it. She began bucking hard on the dick in her pussy and sucking and nibbling on the cock in her mouth. Now when a prick left her mouth, she moved her head forward to get the next one into her as fast as possible. Now and then between blowjobs, she would shout, "FUCK MY ASS!" or "FUCK MY CUNT!" or "FUCK ME HARDER!" The tall girl and the oriental, sitting at a table in the corner of the room, laughed to each other.

Nearly five hours later, a prick slid from her pussy and was not replaced. Karen gulped down on a spurting prick and as it slid from her lips, she screamed, "SOMEBODY FUCK MY CUNT!!!". Nobody came, nor was there a prick for her mouth. The weight on her clit now rested on her belly. She looked at her nipples, extending at least three and a half inches. She looked and saw the reason for the added pull on her cunt lips. The golf ball-sized weights had been replaced with the tennis ball ones. The oriental and the big titted woman stood on either side of Karen.

"I need a fuck. Somebody please fuck me. Please let me eat you," Karen pleaded the two. They stood silent and Karen screamed, "I NEED SOMETHING IN MY PUSSY! FUCK MY CUNT! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I HAVE TO SUCK A HARD PRICK! SIT ON MY FACE!" The women smiled to one another. The tall one again stood over Karen's mouth. Karen jerked her head up barely touching a cunt hair with her tongue. She continued jerking until the girl said, "You were a good girl and now we'll give you a reward." With that, she walked away and in a moment, returned with a hood in her hands and wearing a belt with rings around it. The hood had two straps on each side, one near the neck and the other above the ear. The girl placed the hood over Karen's head and zipped up the back, catching a few hairs of the blond wig. She then straddled Karen's face with her butt facing her stretched tits. She pulled the straps up and Karen's mouth quickly went to work like a starving dog. The straps were hooked into place on the girl's belt and Karen had her head locked between the legs of the buxom one.

The girl rubbed her huge tits and fingered her nipples. She started cumming and poured sticky fluid into Karen's eager mouth. "Do you want a fuck?" the girl asked after her first orgasm. "MMMMMMPPPPPHHHH!" was all Karen could say. Again she asked, "I thought you wanted a fuck?" Karen tried again, "MMMPPPPPHHHH!!!" "I guess that means you don't," the girl said, teasing Karen and loving the vibrating moans against her pussy. Karen shook wildly and screamed, "MMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHH!!!" The girl motioned to the oriental girl and Karen could feel a massive prick trying to enter her cunt. She bucked trying to get it in her. Slowly, the massive intruder worked into her spread pussy. Before long, Karen felt like she had pushed at least a foot and a half of the thick, massive thing into her cunt.

As the monster stretched and squirmed in her cunt, cum poured into her mouth a fourth time already. Karen was cumming constantly and heavily around the monster intruder. Suddenly, she felt the tip of the monster move. It caressed the deep insides of her pussy. She was shaking from the constant orgasm as her head was released from the hood. She shook her head to move the hair from her eyes. As she craned her neck to watch the invasion on her pussy, she saw the oriental girl with her arm up to the elbow in her pussy. Karen came even harder. "FUCK ME!! FUCK MY CUNT!!" she screamed. "DEEPER... DEEPER!!!"

The tall girl came from behind Karen and lifted her head a bit so she could get a better view of the fist fucking. Karen began to convulse, twisting her body and causing the wieghts to bounce and sway. Loud moans and gushing fluid poured from Karen as she watched the oriental slide her other hand along the arm already in her pussy. Both arms began to move in and out in unison. The fingers of each hand flexing now and then driving Karen over the edge. "FUCK MMEE...FUCKKK MMMEEEE...DEEEEPPERRR...FUCK MY CUNT DEEEEPPPEERRR!!" Karen screamed just before she passed out.

Viki thought she heard some cars out front, but nobody came into the house. She then thought she heard them leave. Her nipples were stretched to their limit and were now numb. She had adjusted to the plug in her ass and the buzzing was dying down. The sun was beginning to set and she thought it would be OK if she left the patio now. The weights swayed as she entered the house a little bow-legged. She looked through to the front room and saw Karen's car. She walked outside to find a naked, cum-covered Karen squirming on the lawn. As she approached, she noticed the studs in Karen'er nipples were huge thought Viki. They were even longer than her own stretched nips. Karen was moaning, wiggling her ass into the ground. Viki did not know what to do when she saw a long steel rod with a flattened top, like a giant nail, had been threaded through each of Karen's pussy rings and pounded into the ground. There was a ring now in Karen's clit and a rubber band had been looped through it and attached to the top of the rod, pulling her clit straight out.

Viki pulled the rubber band off the top of the rod. Karen moaned loudly and liquid poured from her cunt. Viki tried to lift Karen to a sitting position when she noticed she wore wrist cuffs that were locked together behind her back. Karen pulled her hands out in front of her, grabbed Viki's prick, and shoved it into her mouth. Again, she locked her teeth to the ring at the base of her cock. Viki hardened instantly, but due to the ring, didn't cum for about 10 minutes. Karen kept her gulping motions going the entire time. When Viki shot her load down her throat, Karen remained locked onto the ring until Viki came twice more. Nearly an hour had gone by and Karen seemed as if she were happy. After Karen had released her prick, Viki pulled with all her might to yank the rod from the ground. After fifteen minutes of wiggling it, (Karen came three times due to the wiggling) the rod finally began to move up out of the ground. As Viki pulled the rod through Karen's pussy rings, an eight-inch buzzing, twisting dildo squirted from her lips. It looked as if she was giving birth to the massive thing. Once again, Viki helped Karen into the house. She put Karen into a chair in the kitchen and poured her a glass of water. Karen was coming around and rose to her feet. "Are you OK?" Viki asked as Karen slowly moved to a drawer in the hallway. "Come here," Karen whispered, still out of breath. Viki approached and stood next to Karen. "I told you if I give you pleasure, you have to pay," Karen said silently. She then produced the bulb and hose, attached it to the plug in Viki's ass, gave it six hard pumps and disconnected it. She stopped at six because she could see Viki's asshole open wider than her mouth as the plug expanded. Viki was breathing rapidly from the pressure in her ass when Karen added another marble-sized weight to each nipple. Viki nearly fainted.

"Draw me a bath and then make some dinner for us," Karen wispered as she wobbled back to the kitchen chair. The bath was drawn and dinner served. After they ate, Karen told an excited Viki what had happened to her. She said Viki could have the day off tomorrow and that they should spend it by the pool. This told Viki to wear her swimsuit tomorrow. Karen didn't remove the weights from Viki's ring's until she was ready to prepare for sleep. Karen told Viki she had to go into the office in the morning, but would be back probably before she even got up.

*** The Final Change ***

Viki donned her bathing suit and headed downstairs for a day of sun. As she pulled the fabric that covered and separated her tits, she noticed her nipples were huge. They stuck out nearly three inches and seemed to stem from small mounds at the end of her tits. They were sensitive, but she like them. Karen was already outside in a lounge as Viki poured herself a cup of coffee. As Viki said good morning to her and lay in the lounge, she noticed that Karen also had bulging nipples. Her eyes drifted to Karen's crotch and she could see a little protrusion sticking out.

Karen noticed Viki's stare and asked her if she wanted to see her nipples and clit. Viki nodded like a kid being asked if he wanted candy. Karen slowly removed the strap of her suit. Her nipples were big, but not as big as Viki's. She then removed her bottoms. Viki could hardly believe the size of Karen's clit! It stuck out two inches from the top of her pussy. Karen asked to see Viki's nipples and her eyes widened as the little rods were unveiled. Viki removed the rest of her suit and lay naked along with Karen under the warming sun.

Viki had just finished her last cup of coffee when she felt a bit dizzy. Karen put down her juice and helped her up. Viki said she was feeling queezy and Karen told her she had better lie down. She thought it must be the sun as Karen helped her to her room. When she hit the bed, she was out like a light.

Viki would awake hazy eyed and fall back asleep. Once in this dazed state, she tried to move her arms but couldn't. She kept drifting in and out of conciousness. The darkness finally gave way to light. Karen was standing next to her smiling, dressed in a business suit. "I just got back from work and thought I'd better get you up," Karen said. Viki tried to move but indeed her wrists were tied to the bed. "I have to tell you Viki, I gave myself a present and I hope you like it, too." Viki, who was propped-up in the bed and still groggy-eyed, saw Karen hold up a pink, lacy bra. It was not an ordinary bra. Viki looked at it and thought she could fit her head into one of the cups! Karen moved the label between her fingers and held it in front of Viki. Besides the manufacturer, the label read "36EE". Karen flipped the sheet off Viki to reveal a set of huge tits! Viki stared at her now enormous jugs.

"I LOVE them!!" Karen said gleefully as she released the bonds from Viki's wrists. Viki's hands went straight to her massive chest. She massaged the huge mounds and the long thick nipples. The rings were still there, but they seemed so much smaller now. "I have a tub filled for you," Karen started. "Get in there and I'll lay out some of your new clothes to wear." Viki rose slowly from the bed and made her way to the tub. As she sat in the bubbly, fragrant water, she felt something touch her dick and nipple. They were touching each other! Her prick rose to rigidness and, bending over, she tit-fucked herself. Staring at her prick bobbing up and down between the two massive boobs, she forgot about the effect of her prick ring and cum shot from between her tits and hit her in the nose and mouth. She wiped her face with her hands and licked them clean. When she finished licking the last cum-soaked finger, she noticed Karen standing in the doorway of the bathroom. A smile rose to her face. "I knew YOU'D love those tits, too," Karen said as she turned and left.

When she returned to the bedroom, the only thing laid out was her old bathing suit. She slipped the bottom on and pulled the straps from the collar ring down to her butt. They didn't reach. She adjusted the straps to their longest point and tried again. This time she succeeded. The straps pulled her massive mounds apart and pushed them a bit flat into her chest. The nipples were protruding from the fabric which only covered a fourth of her huge tits. She was about to leave when she saw a pair of high-heeled sandals and slipped them on.

Viki found Karen laying on a lounge on the patio trying to catch the last four hours of sun. She was naked and oiled. Next to her on the table was a bottle of Molson, condensation running down the side. "I actually thought you wouldn't be able to get in that suit," Karen started. "Looks as though you did...barely. Take that thing off and I'll oil you up. You've been inside the last three days and you need more sun."

Viki did as she was told, and as she unhooked her straps and freed her massive melons, she could swear she saw Karen's already huge clit grow another inch. Karen began to rub oil over Viki's naked body. She spent a long time rubbing it on her tits and in and around her ass Viki thought. When she had finished covering Viki in oil, Karen stood up and said, "Come with me." Viki rose and followed Karen to the middle of the large yard until they came upon a three-foot square of plywood laying on the ground. Karen positioned Viki facing the sun. Viki noticed two wires clipped to rings on either side of the board. It was then she realized she was standing between the poles that normally held the clothesline. She followed one of the wires with her eyes until it reached the pole. She could see a pully and nearly died when she saw the baseball-sized ball suspended between the top of the pole and the ground. Karen had been busy the last few days she thought.

Karen reached down and removed the right clip from the board and brought it up to the ring in Viki's right nipple and attached it. The force pulled Viki off the board, following the moving wire. The weight hit the ground and Viki stopped. Karen stood with her arms crossed over her greased boobs. "GET OVER HERE, NOW!" Karen shouted. Viki began gingerly walking back to the board. The pulling on her nipple was such that it lifted the giant tit completely off her chest. She finally reached the board and Karen quickly clipped the other wire to her left nipple ring. Viki's big boobs were pulled out toward either side of her chest, the nipples stretched to nearly four inches long. "Stay" was Karen's order as she walked back and into the house.

Karen returned from the house with a small black duffle bag. Viki's hands were quickly handcuffed behind her. She then felt the plug enter her greasy asshole and the pumping begin. The plug swelled and Viki remained silent. Karen was surprised how much she had pumped up the plug without a moan from Viki. Finally, Viki moaned, and giving the bulb three extra squeezes, Karen detatched the hose and turned on the vibrator. Viki knew the batteries must be new because the buzzing was the most intense she ever felt. Karen looked at Viki's asshole and was surprised to see the hole opened to nearly three-inches in diameter. The flesh-toned plug was plainly visible on either side of the base.

Karen faced Viki and said, "I thought I told you never to cum unless I told you to! You fucked your gorgeous tits without my permission and now, as always, you have to pay. That stretched skin could use some sun anyway." As Karen walked back to her lounge and beer, Viki was moving her body slightly from side to side and noticed her boobs didn't move with her. They were locked in place from the weights on either side. As before, the weights hung in mid-air between the ground and the pully above.

As Karen lay in the sun, finishing her beer, she pondered whether or not she had Viki completely converted to a feminine role. She was not going to get rid of her dick, she wanted one around at her disposal. She kept her away as much as possible from fucking pussies and women. She kept referring to her prick as a clit, or man-clit. She decided that Viki would not have an asshole, it would be a pussy. Maybe that would help a bit. After so many pricks had been in there, it shouldn't be hard to convince Viki. Karen went over to Viki and gave her butt plug a few more pumps. She did this twice more and then got an idea.

Viki was sweating and her nipples had reached the numbing point when Karen approached her with a cold bottle of Molson. Viki licked her lips. Karen spoke, "Is my girl thirsty?" "Yes ma'am ," Viki replied. "You haven't been fucked in quite a while," Karen continued, "I'll bet your pussy is thirsty, too. Is your cunt thirsty for some hot cum?" "Yes ma'am," Viki repeated. Karen deflated the butt plug and it fell from Viki's ass. She then placed the condensing bottle on the board directly below Viki. Viki craned her head between her deep cleavage to watch Karen. Karen smiled and said, "I think we should give that hot cunt of yours a drink first to cool it down. I see by your clit that you're one hot bitch," With that Karen slapped the stiff rod and it wobbled, hinged at the ring.

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Article 44819 of alt.sex.stories: Message-ID: 213611Z22011995@anon.penet.fi Path: usenet.ufl.edu!usenet.cis.ufl.edu!caen!uwm.edu!cs.utexas.edu!news.sprintlink.net!pipex!sunic!news.tele.fi!news.funet.fi!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an105831@anon.penet.fi (The Archivist) X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous contact service Reply-To: an105831@anon.penet.fi Date: Sun, 22 Jan 1995 21:32:27 UTC Subject: TG ARCHIVES: "Second Life" (5/5) Lines: 379

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The Second Life -- Part 5 by Hermes

"I want you to sit down and get your big pussy cooled off. NOW!!!" Karen commanded. Viki slowly began to squat down. Her tits were now not only being pulled from her sides, but upward as the weights climbed closer to the pulleys. The strain on her nipples was intense as she squinted in pain and felt the tip of the bottle at her asshole. "SIT ON THAT COLD DICK!!!" Karen shouted and Viki continued down. The bottle neck entered her already stretched hole easy enough and as she continued, she could feel her hole widening to accept the cold invader. "It looks like your pussy is eating that cold dick," Karen stated as Viki moved down until half the label dissappeared.

Viki had more than half of the bottle in her ass and found she could not squat any further. The coolness in her "pussy" was causing her "clit" to get even harder. When Viki stopped moving and her ass rested on her heels, Karen shouted, "SIT DOWN ON THAT PRICK!!" Viki carefully moved her feet further in front of her and another inch slid in. "ALL THE WAY!!" Karen ordered and Viki's feet were kicked out from underneath her.

As her ass slammed against the board, the bottle's last few inches shot into her ass and the hole closed around it. Karen was smiling and said, "On your knees!" Viki's "cunt" was chilling from the bottle as she pulled her legs back to her sides. Her ass rose about inch off of the board. Karen examined Viki's puckered hole and could barely see a bit of the bottle. She then began to have her fun. "It didn't cum yet...we'll take care of that," she said as she held the back of Viki's neck. She then reached between Viki's legs and grabbed her balls and pulled up. "Up," Karen said as she lifted Viki by her balls. As her legs rose to a standing position until she was nearly bent in half, Viki could feel the cold fluid begin to pour in her ass. After a few minutes of this position, Karen said, "Down," and pulled Viki's nuts downward. When Viki's ass was again an inch above the board, she felt some of the fluid draining back into the bottle.

Karen released Viki's balls and neck and after another few minutes said, "Up," and Viki was again bent in half. A few minutes later, Karen continued with, "Down." The fluid poured from the bottle and then back in again. Karen continued her "Up" and "Down" orders as the fluid poured in and out of Viki. The fluid had become warm and Viki felt as if the entire contents were emptying and refilling in her ass. After nearly twenty minutes of this, Viki's prick was thick and purple and just as it began to jerk in an up and down motion at her hinge, Karen ordered Viki to open her mouth. Her mouth open and stuck in the "Up" position, Karen grabbed Viki's prick and pointed it at her open mouth only eight inches away. The cum shot from Viki's swollen prick directly into her own mouth. Very little missed its target as Karen directed the streams. Some dribbled down to her nose and dripped from the tip. "Good shot, ain't I," Karen laughed as she walked away and returned to the lounge.

As Viki swallowed the cum, she began to rise to a standing position, the bottle still in her ass. It actually seemed to move deeper in as she was cumming. She remained there, many times squeezing her ass to hold the bottle in for fear of reprimand, until the sun went down. Karen released the hooks to Viki's nipple rings and Viki screamed as the pressure was released. She was told to go upstairs and get cleaned up. Viki did as she was told. It was a trick to remove the bottle as she sat on the john, but she didn't want it to break. She bathed and removed the oil from her skin. When she returned to her room, clothes were laying on the bed.

The pink lacy bra that Karen had first shown her when she awoke was laying next to a pair of matching high cut panties and garter belt. The stockings were a white lace. Viki stared at the dress. It could only be described as a long, hot pink tank top. The shoes next to the bed were black patent pumps with silver five-inch heels. On the dress were a set of earrings consisting of three pink, pea-sized hanging beads. The bra was a tight fit and Viki had difficulty hooking it in back. Her huge mounds were pushed up and together. The panties had ties at the side but she slid them on anyway. She decided to wear the panties outside of the garter belt. When she pulled the "dress" on, she struggled to get it over her massive chest. Once it cleared her tits, it was still a struggle to pull it the rest of the way down. It didn't cover her garters! She pulled on the stretchy fabric until the stocking tops were no longer visible. The top portion, however had scooped down to expose her giant boobs right to the edge of the lacy bra. She played with the dress until she realized it was either show the garters, or show more tit.

She applied pink nail polish to her now long nails. (She loved not having to wear those press-on ones.) She finished her make-up, curling her near-shoulder length hair, slipped in the beaded earrings and into the patent shoes. She stood at least six-foot tall in the sloping shoes! She stuffed her essentials in a black patent clutch purse and headed downstairs. She was amazed how much her butt swayed from side to side with each step due to the heels. The shoes also seemed to force her to stick her chest out.

As Viki strutted down the stairs, she saw Karen standing by the door, staring and smiling. She was dressed in black slacks, white blouse and a matching black jacket. "You look beautiful as usual," Karen said as she kissed her on the lips. "You too," Viki followed. Karen probed, "Is your pussy ready for some dick tonight?" "Yeah," Viki replied. "What KIND of dick does your pussy want, Viki?" Viki answered as if rehearsed, "Big, hard, fat ones!!" "Where do you want those dicks?" Karen continued. Viki didn't miss a beat, "In my mouth and in my ass!" Karen grew angry, "ASS??...ASS??" Viki, realizing her blunder stuttered, "In...my pussy!" "YOUR WHAT!!" Karen shouted.

"My pussy!!" Viki repeated.

"Your WHAT pussy??" Karen coached.

"My HOT pussy!!!" Viki answered.

"Your hot WHAT pussy??" Karen shouted.

"MY hot, TIGHT pussy!!!" was Viki's response.

"TELL ME YOU WANT YOUR CUNT FUCKED ALL NIGHT!!! TELL ME YOU WANT TO SUCK COCKS ALL NIGHT!! TELL ME YOU WANT YOUR TITS FUCKED ALL NIGHT!!!"

"YES, I WANT MY CUNT, MOUTH AND TITS FUCKED ALL NIGHT LONG!!" Viki was now trying to convince Karen, she KNEW she wanted cocks.

"TELL ME YOU'RE MY LITTLE CUNT!!!" Karen commanded.

"I'M YOUR LITTLE CUNT!!!"

"TELL ME YOU'RE MY LITTLE CUNT WHORE!!!" Karen kept up the verbal bashing.

"I'M YOUR CUNT WHORE WHO WANTS NOTHING BUT BIG PRICKS STICKING IN ME UNTIL I RIP OPEN!!!"

"Is your clit getting hard," Karen quieted.

"Yes, my clit is hard," Viki said lowering her own tone.

"What does that mean, Viki?" Karen kept up.

"It means I'm HOT! HOT FOR BIG, HARD DICKS! HOT TO GET MY PUSSY FUCKED! HOT FOR FUCKING AND SUCKING ALL NIGHT LONG!!!"

"Then I guess we'd better be on our way," Karen smiled as she opened the door.

They drove only a half hour or so and they came to a lounge Viki had known was for sale for a long time. It was all lit up and the parking lot was crowded with cars. Karen pulled the Porsche right up to the door and parked in a spot marked "RESERVED". The women exited the car and entered the building. The bouncer who was collecting cover charges greeted them with, "Good evening, Miss Karen." Karen greeted him and continued past, Viki following close behind. Karen walked behind the bar and was greeted by the four bartenders and two of the many topless waitresses. Before they entered the office behind the bar, Viki could swear she knew the little oriental stripping on the stage.

They entered the office and Karen sat behind the desk. Viki took a seat in a chair in front of it. "I bought this place just after I started my vacation when, thanks to you, I realized how much I liked sex," Karen started. "It's only been open two weeks and we're doing a booming business. I met some people who had connections with the police and also helped me staff the place. We're well protected here. When I told you this morning I just got home from work, I was talking about this place. I go back to the clinic on Wednesday. We're making good money here, but this is more a hobby for me. Remember I said you were retired?" Viki was absorbing the story.

"Well," continued Karen, "I've found you a new job doing what you like to do best. Just a tip between you and me, the short blond bartender is a great fuck! Anyway, that's the scoop and the list outside the dressing room will give you your schedule. Now let's go and get you introduced." Karen strode from behind the desk and Viki followed. "Here," Karen pointed to a clipboard outside a door marked "DRESSING ROOM - EMPLOYEES ONLY". A bouncer stood poised nearby and smiled to Karen.

The now naked oriental was just leaving the stage. Karen proceeded up the steps to the stage and Viki froze at the bottom of the steps. "May I have your attention please," Karen shouted into the microphone. "As I introduced myself to you all," cheers and whistles followed Karen's words, "I have a new member of our group to introduce." The cheers and whistles grew even louder. Karen continued, "At this time, I would like to introduce...VIKI!" She motioned and a nervous Viki climbed the steps. "Knock 'em dead," was all Karen wispered as she stepped from the stage.

The music, "I TOUCH MYSELF" by the DeVinyls, began to play extremely loud and Viki found herself swaying to the beat and getting hot listening to the cheers and whistles. She started to strut to the music and teasingly began to raise her skirt. The crowd was going into a frenzy. She glanced at her chest and could see her nipples were driving hard into the lace of the bra and the stretchy fabric. The length of them caused them to "bend" over in the material. Her man-clit was solid but still remained secure tucked between her legs. The stretchy fabric was just under her chest and with a mighty pull, she yanked the dress over her shoulders and head.

The cheering increased as her giant tits slowed their bouncing. She knew the song was half over and she reached behind her and unhooked the bra. Just before she was about to fling it off, she saw Karen at the steps holding her hand like a traffic cop telling her to stop. Viki held the unhooked bra to her chest and continued to sway and lean over until Karen gave her the "go" sign and she dropped it down her arms. The crowd went wild as Viki's huge tits swayed as she shook her shoulders, her nipples protruding three inches, the rings still in place. A bit more tit-shaking and Viki could see Karen moving her right hand in a circular motion and pointing at her pants. Viki got the hint, she crossed her legs and pulled the ties on the sides of the pink panties.

Uncrossing her legs, Viki let the panties fall to the stage and her rigid man-clit swung solid between her legs. The applause and whistles died down to almost silence and then picked up louder than it was before. Viki knew she found a new life as did Karen who gave her the "thumbs up" sign before she headed back to the office. The music died down and Viki stepped down from the stage waving. At the foot of the stairs, dressed in a leather bustier with cut-out nipple holes and black fishnet stockings that led up to a black leather mini-skirt, was the little oriental. "Come on, we go," she said to Viki, grabbing her arm. Viki started to protest, but before they entered the dressing room, the oriental pointed to the schedule on the clipboard which read, "NIKI & VIKI - BANQUET ROOM 9:00 pm - 3:00 am."

Niki removed the remaining articles of clothing on Viki and proceeded to secure leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles. A harness with a studded triangle of leather in front with a hole at the base was next. The oriental pushed Viki's still rigid member through the hole in the harness and belted it around her waist. Viki's balls were mashed to her body as she felt the familiar straps down her ass crack being pulled tight, separating her ass cheeks. A short chain was attached to both of Viki's nipple rings. A spiked leather collar was attached to her neck and Niki then hooked a six-foot long leash to the ring in the front. The oriental grabbed a riding crop, pulled the leash, and led Viki down the narrow hallway and through another door.

Upon entering, the oriental whipped Viki on the ass and said, "Down!" Viki responded by going down on all fours. Niki pointed at her to stay and walked onto the stage. Viki could hear mumbling conversations as she saw the oriental take center stage and raise her arm. The curtain raised to applause and cheers and bright white lights illuminated the stage. The oriental bowed and began to parade around the stage. It was then Viki noticed the back of the black mini-skirt Niki wore was cut-out, revealing her tiny, tight ass cheeks. The back of the stage consisted of a semi-circle of mirrors making the lights even brighter. Viki noticed several large steel rings mounted to the floor and she actually became excited.

The little oriental then slapped the crop against her side and motioned for Viki to take the stage. Viki crawled out wishing she had polished her now exposed toe nails. Niki held the crop to Viki's shoulder and the crawling stopped. When the shiny black boot was held under Viki's nose, she knew what to do. As Viki licked the boot, the crowd was whistling and screaming commments at the stage. The boot was pulled away, and the little oriental hooked a short chain to the one connecting Viki's nipple rings and the other end to a steel loop in the floor.

She cracked the crop across Viki's left buttock which pushed Viki to the right. Niki continued to whip Viki's left cheek until Viki had made a complete circle. She then whipped her right cheek until, again, another crawling circle, in the opposite direction, was made. When the riding crop hit the part of the leather triangle concealing Viki's balls, Viki lunged forward. The chain attached to her nipple rings grew tight and stretched her nipples. The oriental continued the whipping until Viki's face and tits were on the stage floor, her butt high in the air.

Although Viki couldn't see her, the oriental was smearing oil on her gloved hands and when she knelt down behind Viki, the crowd roared in anticipation. Viki could feel a probing at her asshole and relaxed her muscles as much as possible. Three fingers were in her ass as she felt them twisting around. The fourth finger entered and several half-rotations were felt at her lubricated "cunt". Suddenly, she felt the fingers lunge forward. The fingers in her ass began to move and then she felt them form a large knob. A thrusting movement began. The pushing in her "cunt" and the stress pulling harder on her nipples was too much. Viki shot a load from her prick onto the stage with a splash to a wild round of applause.

Viki was getting aroused at the show she was putting on and the plunging arm in her ass. The plunging stopped and the crowd roared again as Viki felt her ass pushed wider. She turned her head to the mirrors and could see Niki with both arms up her butt. When both her tiny arms were in her the same distance, Niki locked her hands together and started thrusting again. Viki came again making a bigger puddle on the stage floor and creating more of an uproar from the crowd. Niki pulled her arms out of the flexing asshole and unhooked Viki from the floor.

As Viki slowly raised her head, the oriental cracked her on top of her head with the crop until her head was over the puddle she poured on stage. A couple of swift blows to the back of the head told Viki to begin sucking up the puddle of cum. Again the crowd roared. A short table, a coffee table thought Viki, was brought out to the stage. A few chest whippings and other guiding blows had Viki laying on her back on the table. A condom was placed over her semi-rigid prick and her cuffs were secured to select rings in the floor. Viki's ass hung over one end of the table while her head dangled at the other.

The oriental disappeared under the lights and into the crowd but returned shortly with two men. The crowd was in hysterics as the men waved back shading their eyes from the bright lights. Niki led the men to Viki's head and unzipped their flys. She deftly pulled their pricks from their pants and pulled them to Viki's mouth. Standing on either side of Viki's head, the two men pushed their hardening pricks into Viki's mouth. Viki did her best to tongue both. As she lay her head back, one prick lunged down her throat. As it was pulled back up, it was replaced by the other dick. Viki was lost in ecstacy and became oblivious to the crowd noise.

Suddenly, she felt another probing at her ass. It felt as large as the orientals arm! Viki began to rock violently as the huge intruder in her ass moved in and out and the two pricks in her mouth alternated entering her throat. Her prick shot a load into the condom just as the two pricks began pouring cum down her throat. When the two pricks left her mouth, Viki craned her neck to see the anal invader. There was a middle-aged women shoving a gloved hand in and out of her ass. More men were at her head and again her mouth was filled with two pricks. The arm left her ass and was followed by a much smaller weapon. The quick bucking and the spurting in her ass told her she gave someone a good fuck.

Viki shot another load into the condom and the two pricks playing her throat flooded her gullet again. As Viki leaned up to see a man entering her ass, her head was pushed down and she was staring at two sets of balls again. Viki's prick grew rigid as the third set of cocks in her mouth coated her throat with cum. When the fourth prick in her ass shot, she came again into the condom. Quickly her holes were filled again, and the periodic pulling on the chain connecting her nipples got her hard again. After the next two loads of cum shot down her throat, there were no pricks to replace them. The bucking rod in her ass began shooting and Viki again shot a load in the condom. No cock replaced the one in her ass and she lay with all holes open.

A drum roll started as the oriental removed the condom from Viki's semi-hard man-clit. She brought it to Viki's face, and holding it over her open mouth, shoved two fingers into the condom and turned it inside-out into Viki's mouth. Viki sucked the latex sheath and licked it dry to the roar of the crowd. The condom was returned to her man- clit, two pricks again entered her mouth, and a third stretched her man-pussy.

Off stage right, Karen watched the show smiling. She knew she had a star attraction on her hands. She was really living a fantasy life now. If business picked up a bit, and with the money they had saved, maybe she could quit her job at the clinic and stay here full-time. She laughed a bit to herself as she looked out on the stage. She remembered what she said after doing her own strip-tease on opening night and introducing herself as the owner, "I owe all this to my husband."

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