Fourplay Collection paperback for a bargain!

I've set the list price for the paperback of the Fourplay Collection at $10.99 (that's a $4 markdown from last week). I decided that was reasonable and fair given the economic conditions and to make it more competitive with other works out there. You can find it for that price at the Createspace Store. However, I've done a little bargain shopping for you and found it marked down for less at the following locations:

Barnes & Noble: $9.56

Okay, that's the only place I actually found online that sells the paperback. I also realized that there aren't many places selling paperback versions of books besides Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Shocking, I know. Have you found it for sale anywhere else online? For that matter, have you found any of my other books for sale anywhere else online?

The nice thing is, I've also marked down the eBook version to $2.99 at least through the end of the year to coincide with the 99 cent sale of all my other eBooks. Here's a couple links to find it:

Amazon Kindle Only

Okay, that was another tricky note - it;'s only available on the Kindle right now. If you've got a Kindle, you're in great shape. If You've got a Prime Membership with Amazon, you're in even better luck as it's available exclusively through February for you to check out!

Check out my 99 cent sale blog post to find out about the all the other titles (including Naughty Shorts Volumes 1 thru 4) that are on sale. They're still a bargain through the end of the year at $0.99!


Happy bargain shopping!

Mangus

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The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library:

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay!
Naughty Shorts Vol 4: Voyeurific
Fourplay Collection Vol 1 (all four Naughty Shorts books in one)

Freely Kinky Volume 1

Threesomes in Threeplay!

As promised, the third Naughty Shorts erotic short stories book has just come out - currently only on Smashwords, but should be available on Amazon with the next couple of days, and everywhere else within the next couple of weeks. What's that? Care for a preview of the action in Naughty Shorts: Threeplay!?

Well, you twisted my arm here's a little except from the third story Pay Back:

“Drop your drawers, hot shot. Give it to her right in the shitter,” Danny replied. Danny started to withdraw his dick from Maria part way and then shoved it back in. Danny’s cock was definitely compressing a little to fit inside her hole, but that wasn’t concerning Maria as much as having both her holes filled at once.

“I’ve never had two at once, I don’t think,” Maria gasped. Danny grabbed the back of her head and pushed it toward him, shoving his invading tongue into her mouth, shutting her up instantly. Maria concentrated on kissing Danny, hoping it would take her mind off what was about to enter her exit.

“Damn,” Alan said as his cock head pressed against Maria’s anus. He pulled it away and got his dick slick with spit and pressed it against her again, this time getting his own cockhead inside her. Maria screamed into Danny’s mouth; Danny just kept on wrapping his tongue around hers.

Maria finally pulled away from Danny’s mouth long enough to scream. It was just enough to push Alan to get his shaft halfway inside her.

      “Oh God!” Maria cried. The two men began fucking her in rhythm. It was all Maria could do to hold on and just ride out being more filled with cock than she ever had been before and probably ever would be again. She was thankful her lanky boyfriend wasn’t as thick as he was long, or she was sure she’d be split in two.

Yeah, it's a hot book with some exciting stories. Hope you have time to stop by and take a peek!
Mangus

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The quintessential Mangus Fitzpatrick library (Amazon links below, visit Smashwords.com for other formats):

The Sexual Reeducation of Melissa

The Sexual Indoctrination of Melissa

Naughty Shorts Vol 1: Lesbian Inspirations

Naughty Shorts Vol 2: Bondage Tales

Naughty Shorts Vol 3: Threeplay! (only available on Smashwords at the moment)

Freely Kinky Volume 1

Sex Spy Inc.

Domination and control weren't just turn for Jack, they were also the recommended modus operandi for interrogating the most beautiful targets he intercepted. It was a tricky business finding the appropriate opportunities for his line of work, industrial espionage, but the rewards were worth the trouble. The rewards were both monetary and physical. He was lucky to have this job. He couldn't think of anything he was better suited for.

As he finished up his daily gym routine, giving his abs a workout to keep them tight and defined, he thoughts wandered to his upcoming meeting with Rachel Barnes. Rachel was a striking brunette with a slight red tinge to her hair. He intended to find out today if the color was natural and spread to all her body hair. Her body was smooth and well-muscled. Rachel worked out daily as well, a routine that helped keep her at the top of the game in the tough, competitive executive world she worked in. A woman like her attaining an operations director position in a major airline contractor was a singular accomplishment. She held her own among the old boys club and hd earned their respect. But her company was deep in development of an advanced air wing and his employers wanted more than just a public press release. He intended to get the inside info but all in good time. First he had to put Rachel under his control and that meant being the best thing she'd ever had in the bedroom and submitting control of her life to Jack. This was his bread and butter. He'd done it a dozen times before. There was no one better.

Jack met Rachel at a coffee shop. This was not their first meeting, but it had been weeks in the build-up to what was sure to be a sexual rendezvous. The dates had been getting more intimate, but Jack had been playing coy, building anticipation and desire. Rachel had nearly ripped his clothes off at their last get-together. He knew she was ready to do anything he wanted to get into his pants.

"Hey beautiful," Jack said as he walked up to the table. Rachel smiled as she glimpsed her beau in a tight t-shirt and slacks showed off his ripped body. Rachel was attired in similar wear, with a tight t-shirt barely contains her D-cup breasts. Her turquoise shorts looked like they were painted on. When she stood up to give Jack a hug, he checked her out quickly, impressed by what he saw. He could just imagine her tight abdomen contracting with an orgasm as he brought her dreams to life.

"Where to today, handsome?" Rachel smiled as she watched him checking her out. "I assume your going to keep me waiting again before I get to ravage you."

Jack laughed and put his hand behind her head, pulling her into a deep warm kiss that lingered long enough to make Rachel's nipples harden with anticipation. She felt a vicarious thrill responding to him like this in public. Jack took her hand and pulled her out of the shop.

"We're going to a bungalow on a private beach. I think that will be sufficiently private for us to get more intimately acquainted," Jack led Rachel outside to a waiting taxi. Holding the door open for her (always the gentleman), Jack offered a hand to help her in. The smallest gestures, kind words, and subtle innuendoes were all designed to carefully lay the trap for his unknowing victim.

On the way to the bungalow, Rachel ran her fingers all over Jack's toned, muscular body. She marveled at his supreme physical conditioning and longed to have him poised over her, thrusting his manhood into her. It had been a long time since she had a man worthy of being in her bed. His intelligence, charm, and very hot body was pushing all e right buttons in her extremely horny brain. They kissed passionately in the back seat as the taxi smoothly drove them to their destination.

Jack was careful to only brush her sensitive areas lightly, never pressing hard or urgently. He knew how to stoke her fire. He enjoyed the taste of her skin, the firmness of her butt and softness of her tongue. Every sense of his was tuned to giving her a little bit of pleasure, but not too much. He wanted her so wet she dripped on the way into the building.

When they finally arrived, jack got out first and offered his hand to Rachel. She took it and climbed out as Jack swiftly used his other hand to hand a large bill to the driver,

"Keep the change," Jack said, not wanting to break the momentum of Rachel's lust to get change and figure a tip.

"Thank you, sir!" The cabbie responded and drove off, wisely surveying the situation.

Jack led Rachel to the front door, quickly unlocked it and entered. Rachel followed, a spring tightly wound waiting to explode on Jack. As the front door closed, Rachel was on him. She wound her arms around his neck and plunged her tongue deep into his mouth. Jack returned the passion, having been just as wound up by the long courtship. She hopped up and wrapped her legs around him. He easily carried her lithe frame with him into the bedroom, his hands squeezing her ass cheeks in his massive hands.

Jack dropped onto the bed with Rachel dangling underneath him. She let go of him and dropped to the bed, reaching to his waist to help him remove his shirt. She peeled the shirt up and her mouth watered as she saw the chiseled abs and firm pecs of her lover, tanned and smooth like a modern day Adonis. She ran her hands over his incredible body, feeling the bulk of his sinewy muscles rippling as he moved to finish removing his shirt. She propped herself up on her arms and kissed his chest.

Jack allowed her worship to continue as he worked on removing her clothes as well. He grinned in appreciation at he tanned and toned body as well. They'd both been spending many hours in the gym! He smoothly caressed her body, living in the moment and worshipping her as she did him.

They explored each others bodies maybe ten minutes before they were both finally naked. When Rachel knelt down before him and pulled his boxers down revealing a cock just as thick and rippled as his body, she gasped in wonder. Her lips were on his manhood before his underwear hit the floor. She sucked and slurped on the mighty pole, trying but ultimately unable to deep throat his massive member. Her hands grasped his hard butt cheeks, pulling him into her mouth as deep as possible. He was so big around, she realized it was just not possible to get him into her throat. She resorted to licking, sucking and slurping him for several minutes before he finally pulled her up from her knees.

"My turn to taste you," he said huskily. His lust was just as strong as hers by now and he had to taste the sweet nectar of the woman he'd been priming for conquest for so many weeks. Rachel climbed up onto the bed and it was all Jack could do to keep from diving pell mell between her legs. He slowly climbed on the bed, approaching her like a prowling panther. His hands touched her smooth legs, tracing the outlines of her muscles before his lips followed the same path. He could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips. She'd been wet for quite a while anticipating his tongue and cock assaulting her nether regions. He pushed her legs apart wide. Rachel's athletic conditioning allowed her to comply with his ministrations. Her flexibility gave her the ability to pull her legs up into a 'V' comfortably, pushing her tender, moist vagina up into the air. Jack's hand rested on her legs, helping her stay in the position more easily as his mouth descended on her sweet honeypot.

Rachel was so keyed up, she came moments after his tongue hit her vulva. Jack continued to press his tongue deep inside her, playing with her clit and covering his face wi her juices. He face fucked her pussy through multiple orgasms - so many that Rachel lost count.

Jack marveled at Rachel's abdominal muscles flexing and pulsating with each orgasm. She was his physical match in the gym, her attention to her own body was beyond measure. He could've continued eating her out all night if it wasn't for the urgent pulsing between his own legs. He rose up from his position and walked his body up hers, kissing her abs and suckling her generous breasts until he finally got to her waiting face. They kissed again, Rachel greedily sucking and licking her own juices off his face. Jack pressed the length of his rod against Rachel's hot cunt and moved it up and down across her sensitive nub. Rachel came again before Jack finally maneuvered his thick stick into her hole.

The massive cock filled her up. Rachel was amazed that it even fit. It must have stretched her to the limit; nothing that big had ever been inside her. She could feel the thick veins along the side of his cock on her pussy lips. She cried out in pure ecstasy as he slowly pumped his thickness in and out of her. Her hands grasped his arms desperately as the feeling of his manhood ravaging her pussy overwhelmed her senses.  She came over and over again before Jack stepped up the tempo keeping her on the hazy edge of orgasmic euphoria for several minutes.

Even Keith his conditioning, there wasn't much Jack could do to keep from coming inside the tightest pussy he could remember fucking. Rachel's constant stream of orgasms had her powerful abdomen and kegel muscles milking his cock of semen within a few minutes after he started pounding powerful into her. The feeling of her pussy on his cock was incredible. He briefly considered giving up the job he was on and forming a permanent partnership with this executive goddess. As he looked into her eyes, he could see she was at her most vulnerable right now. She was limp beneath him. Powerless to prevent what he was about to do.

"I'm glad you're in such good shape," Jack said with a smile.

"Why?" Rachel managed to gasp between breaths.

Jack pushed her limp right arm to the edge of the bed and slid her wrist into the cuff hidden there. Rachel barely comprehended what was happening, even after Jack put the cuff on her other wrist and lifted himself off of her. He pulled her left leg down and secured her ankle in another cuff near the foot of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Rachel gasped as she tried to keep him from securing her final ankle, but was too spent to put up much of a fight. Her heart began to race as she realized she was now naked and helpless at the whims of her lover.

"My employer needs a little information from you," jack said, shrugging his shoulders.

"But we-"

"I know," Jack interrupted. "This is probably the only time I've ever considered not going through with my assignment and just stay with my target forever, or as long as the good sex lasts."

Jack walked to a wardrobe and pulled it open. It was filled to the brim with BDSM gear. Rachel's eyes got wide.

"What do you want?" Rachel asked, fear tinting her voice.

"No, not yet. You're not quite ready to tell." Jack retrieved a small disk about the size of his palm with straps attached to it. "First, we need to soften you up. The nice thing is, you will actually enjoy the next few hours of pure sexual bliss until you simply can't stand it anymore."

"Please, Jack. Don't do this," Rachel watched his every move, her eyes pleading with him even more than her voice.

"Oh, thank you. That reminds me," Jack said as he reached back into the wardrobe and retrieved a ball gag with straps. He walked to Rachel's head. She turned away, but ultimately could not stop the massive muscular arms she'd been so passionate about earlier from turning her head and forcing the gag into her mouth.

"You probably won't thank me later, but you will at least enjoy this time to a certain degree," Jack positioned himself between her legs and placed the disk on her vagina, using the straps to wrap around her legs and hips to hold it firmly in place. He stood to survey his handiwork, reached down to check the straps and positioning and then smiled. He removed a remote control from his pocket and flicked a switch. The small device started buzzing slowly, causing Rachel to gasp in surprise. The speed of the vibrations began oscillating sending Rachel into moaning ecstasy.

"Be back in a while. Enjoy!" Jack said. Rachel glared at him between moans. Jack winked at her and left the room.

For the next hour, Rachel moaned and squirmed as the device pushed her to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never quite allowed her to come. It was possibly the most exquisite torture she'd ever imagined. She thought it was a bit naive of her kidnapper to think this would send her to confess anything. Even so, she had to admit her pussy was aching to come and she was on the verge of doing just about anything to have that sweet release. Her body was warm with the exertion of the constant pleasure. Her tits had a fine sheen of sweat on them. She'd never felt sexier. If she could just get a hand free, she could cum!

Jack returned to the room. He left the device running as he positioned himself over Rachel and licked the sweat from her body, sucking and nibbling on her heaving breasts . She was nearly in tears wanting to cum so bad. Jack continued this treatment for about ten minutes before he stood up and smiled at her.

"You are delicious!" He pulled the device from his pocket again and flicked the switch. The device sped up to a constant wild vibration. Rachel came almost instant seeing fireworks behind her eyes. Her nipples hurt they were so hard. After her orgasm faded for a moment she smiled in relief at her release. Jack grinned.

"See you in a while," Jack said and left the room. The device was still buzzing in high gear on Rachel's engorged clit. She screamed into the gag as she realized she was now going to come over and over again until Jack returned to shut off the device. The next orgasm reared its head and, despite herself, Rachel thrilled to the feel of her body reacting to the stimulation. Her abdomen tightened with the oncoming rush of blood to her skin. She flushed as she felt her inner walls contracting with the pleasurable completion of the sexual roller coaster. She felt moisture dripping from her overly sensitized vagina, a buildup of fluids from the teasing of the last hour.

The next three orgasms came within minutes of each other. Rachel began to feel a dull ache in her limbs and abs as the exertion of cumming again and again began to take its toll. While she thoroughly enjoyed the orgasms, she was dreading the next ones as she was starting to feel spent and a little dehydrated. It was the most intense workout she'd ever put her body through and it wasn't over.

Ten more minutes passed and Rachel was beginning to hate the little disk nestled between her legs. She tried squeezing her legs together to lift the thing partially off her tortured clit. Her struggles were to no avail and she found herself floating in a haze of ecstasy, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure flooding her body. She experienced a near out of body experience as the endorphins hammered her cerebrum.

Somewhere in this haze, the device stopped buzzing. Her body kept the sensations going as if the device were still running at high speed. Jack stood watching Rachel's body causing itself to cum again and again from the ghost sensations still echoing through the nerve endings of her pussy. When her body's twitchings had finally subsided, he walked up to the head of the bed, removed the gag and held a straw to Rachel's lips. She drank the water hungrily, never thinking about the contents as the cool liquid flowed down her throat, quenching her insatiable thirst.

Jack queried Rachel about the advanced designs of the secret project at her corporation and she willingly gave the answers. When jack finished his queries, he smiled at her.

"There now, that wasn't so hard, was it?" Jack said.

"Quite the opposite," Rachel said. "It was quite easy. I think we're done, boys."

"What?" Jack asked. The front door opened and he heard several feet hitting the floor of the entryway. "Aw shit."

Three men in suits appeared at the bedroom door. With guns drawn, Jack knew he had no choice but but go with no fight. One of the men released Rachel as the other two covered Jack, putting him in handcuffs.

"Feds?" Jack asked.

"Not exactly," Rachel replied. "We've been trying to find the leak in our company and who is behind it."

"I'm not talking," Jack said.

 "Oh yes you will and we'll use your own techniques to do it. Ready for a night of real fun?" Rachel smiled and leaned against the bedroom wall as the men escorted Jack from the building.

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Work Slave

For Jeannie Holstedt, the world was her oyster. With her knockout body, sparkling smile and way with words, she could manipulate men to her whims and had everything she could ever want. However, she was a bit of a kleptomaniac. With all her power over the male of the species, she couldn't resist running a little scam in the innards of the corporation's computer system to elicit a few ill-gotten gains. Unfortunately, she was about to find that mischief has consequences.

Jeannie's tenure of the company was not without its ups and downs. She had caught the eye of Mister Budges, the CFO, and he was certain she could not be trusted. As it was, he knew she would make mistakes, but he was delighted to find she had committed a felony when she cracked into the company's computer system. Little did Jeannie know that Mister Budges was onto her. She also didn't know she had
cracked a honeypot he had setup just for her. She transferred a few thousand out to her bank account and was just about to leave the office when Mister Budges called.

Jeannie looked around quickly at the office. It was essentially deserted at six o'clock. No one wanted to stay late unless they absolutely had to. She picked up the phone.

"Hello?" she said.

"Ah, Miss Holstedt. I'm glad I caught you. Could you come up to my office, I have a favor to ask," Mister Budges said as pleasantly as possible. His voice almost dripped with honey.

"OK. I'll be up there in a moment," Jeannie said as she placed the receiver gently on the phone. She looked at her computer. She was certain her trace file had been erased. There shouldn't be a thing to worry about. She shook her head.

"Just a coincidence. Old Mister Budges is clueless," she said as she headed out of the office. Just the same, her heart pounded on the way up on the elevator. When she reached the top floor, she stepped out and there wasn't a sole there except for Mister Budges whose door was cracked open allowing light to shine through it.

Jeannie stepped up to the door and knocked firmly on it.

"Mister Budges?" she asked.

"Come in, my dear! So glad you could help me out," Mister Budges replied. Jeannie heard him get out of his chair as she pushed the door open. He waved his hand for her to come in and she walked up to his desk as he gently shut the door behind her and returned to his desk.

"Please, sit down. This won't take but a few moments of your time," Mister Budges said as he smiled warmly at her. Jeannie smiled back and sat down in the chair opposite him, consciously tugging her short skirt down as she sat to prevent showing the old man too much. She didn't want him to have a heart attack.

"Before we begin, I'd just like to say I have admired your work and your professional dress around the office. That skirt is delightful. The blouse is a little tight, but I suppose that suits you. I really like the way your blonde curls flow down over your shoulders onto your breasts," Mister Budge said this like it was the utmost of compliments. Jeannie's jaw dropped. This guy was old enough to be her dad, and he was hitting on her. She looked at him and noticed that while a bit flabby around the middle, his arms were more muscular than she remembered. She raised her eyebrows and looked him in the eye.

"Now Mister Budges, I don't think that kind of talk is appropriate," Jeannie said in as stern a voice as she could muster. She was flustered by the experience and wasn't sure how to handle this unexpected turn of events.

"Ahh, inappropriate! I understand completely. My apologies," Mister Budge said. "Seven thousand, three hundred fifty three dollars and twenty-nine cents. Also inappropriate?"

Jeannie went white. That was the exact dollar figure she had just transferred from the computer into her offshore bank account.

"I know your type, Miss Holstedt, thinking they have the world wrapped around their finger. Well, a felony on your record will not only end your job here, but make it damn difficult to get a job somewhere else," Mister Budges got up from the desk and walked to the large plate glass window overlooking the city. "No way to really charm your way out of a federal prison is there?"

Jeannie thought fast. He might have seen the transaction, but that didn't mean he could prove she did it.

"I imagine what's going through your head right now is 'Can he prove it?' Am I right, Miss Holstedt?"

"Uh, maybe?" Jeannie was getting a little freaked out by Mister Budges mind reading abilities.

"Video surveillance, tracking cookies, a web spider keyed to your offshore account, and a dozen other little tools to track your nefarious deeds will put you away for a long time. Did I mention I was a computer security guru in my previous position, Miss Holstedt? I believe ten to twenty years is the maximum for your crime. Do you want to go to jail or can we come to some kind of agreement, Miss Holstedt?"

He knew more about her crime than she did. She smiled faintly at him.

"Please, call me Jeannie," she tried not to squeak but failed. Mister Budges laughed a deep, warm hearty laugh.

"You're going to be my personal assistant. That's what it will say on your resume. Helping with budgeting and large financial transactions in the market, looking out for the company's interests. You'll be an asset to the firm."

"Am I getting promoted?" Jeannie looked confused.

"Not exactly," Mister Budges said as he walked closer to her. She could smell his cologne wafting through the air, a light, musky sent. "What you will actually be doing for the next year will not be on your resume," Mister Budges touched Jeannie's soft blonde locks and ran his fingers gently through it. "For all intents and purposes, you will be my slave, doing everything I ask of you without complaint and without resistance."

Jeannie swallowed hard. A year as his personal slave versus twenty in prison. With a killer resume at the end with no criminal record. She had to admit the offer was pretty good.

"What do I have to do?" Jeannie's voice quivered a little.

"Do we have an agreement, Jeannie? The offer only stands tonight until I walk out that door," Mister Budges was still as congenial as possible under the circumstances. Jeannie sighed as she realized she had gotten herself into a pickle.

"We have an agreement," Jeannie said.

"Very well, we will start immediately to test your resolve. I'm still not convinced you will be amenable to the arrangements," Mister Budges walked behind his desk and sat down.

"Please, Mister Budges," Jeannie said as she got out of the chair and leaned on the desk looking at him in desperation. "Just give me a chance. I don't want to go to prison."

"You will call me Master, slave. Is that understood?" Mister Budges tone got serious. Jeannie's breath caught in her throat as she saw the change come over him. This wasn't Mister Budges first experience. He wasn't going to be someone she could manipulate out of this.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said.

"Remove all your clothing, slave," Mister Budges said as if ordering a cup of coffee. Jeannie hesitated.

"Is there a problem, slave?"

Jeannie took a deep breath and shook her head.

"You will speak to me when I ask a question, slave," Mister Budges firm voice shook her to the core.

"There is no problem, Master," Jeannie said as she began to unbutton her shirt. Mister Budges watched her casually as she opened her blue satin blouse to reveal her 32DD black lace bra. He moistened his lips as he looked at her smooth, tanned stomach, He imagined she must work out to keep everything so well toned. Jeannie reached behind her and pursed her lips as she unfastened the clasp and her generous breasts pushed the black lace fabric forward, spilling the bra down her arms. She caught it and placed it on the chair next to  the blouse. Despite herself, her nipples hardened from the cool air and the excitement of the situation. Was her pussy getting wet?

"Continue," Mister Budges said.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie bowed her head as she reached down to remove the skirt. She unfastened the belt, lowered the zipper down the side, and stepped out of the skirt. Her legs were tanned and offset the black garters holding up her pantyhose. As she reached to undo the garters, Mister Budges frowned.

"Leave the garters and pantyhose on for now. Just remove the panties," he said as he gently rubbed on his cock through his slacks.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie said as she hooked her fingers through her panties and slid them down her legs, maneuvering them around the garters. She stepped out of them and then removed her high heels, setting them next to the chair. She looked up at him and the enormity of what she had just done hit her. She was standing in front of the company CFO naked. There was a certain thrill of the taboo and inappropriateness of the situation. She looked nervously at the door.

"Slave, when you are under my control, you are safe. No harm will befall you. I have taken care to see we will not be disturbed,"Mister Budges said as he loosened his tie.

"Yes, Master," Jeannie replied, bowing her head once more as she faced him.

"You have done well with your first task, but the night is young," Mister Budges said as he stood up. "Come over here and release my cock from these slacks."

Jeannie licked her lips nervously but did as she was told. She went over and stood in front of Mister Budges, noting that without her heels on, he towered above her. She noted his arms and legs were amazingly muscular compared to the paunch he carried around his middle. She grasped his belt and undid it.

"On your knees, slave," Mister Budges said gently. This was the moment of true submission. Once she crossed this line, there would be no going back. Not that the alternative held much promise. She got down on her knees. With trembling fingers she undid the clasp and slowly pulled his zipper down. She carefully lowered his slacks, marveling at his thick muscular legs. She fancied he might have been a wrestler at some point and time and she smiled just for a moment at the thought of him in the ring. Her hands traveled up his hairy legs to grasp at the waistband of his boxers. As she lowered the fabric, she was shocked to find a  larger and thicker cock than she had imagined, not that she had thought about Mister Budges penis before today. It was marvelous, a masterpiece of manhood.

"Master, may I suck on it?" Jeannie said without thinking. She was so mesmerized by the thick rod that the words came naturally to her.

"Yes, slave. You may," Mister Budges grunted as Jeannie immediately took the silky, thick head into her mouth. She used all her oral skills to lick and suck his rod to a rigid pole. She licked and slurped, sucked and caressed, and pumped it for all she was worth. It took nearly fifteen minutes of constant attention before she was rewarding with a thick stream of semen in her mouth, on her chest and on the floor.

"Thank you, slave," Mister Budges said as he stepped back and pulled his boxers back on.

"You are welcome, Master," Jeannie said and smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Slave," Mister Budges said as he pulled on his slacks.

"Yes, Master?"

"You spilled. Lick it off the floor and clean it off your chest. I want your body and the floor spotless," Mister Budges said as he sat down in the chair to watch.

Jeannie paused for a moment. This was the most degrading thing she'd ever been asked to do. She used her fingers to clean off the semen on her chest and licked them clean. She inspected herself before turning her attention to the floor. One thing for sure, she wouldn't let any spill in the future. She licked up the few droplets that made it to the carpet, tasting the fibers and a little bit of dirt. Luckily, this was a pretty well maintained floor, so it was almost immaculately clean. Jeannie finished cleaning the floor and sat up, pulling a stray carpet fiber from her lip.

"Very good, slave," Mister Budges said. "This looks to be a beautiful start to the next year."

Jeannie smiled as she thought about it. To be completely under someone else's control was a little bit more exciting than she first imagined. It would be an interesting year indeed.


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Son of a beach

We’re on the beach kissing passionately when I reach my hand down and rub your clit lightly through your bikini.  I know how you love the feel of the smooth fabric rubbing against you.  I can feel your heat through the cotton, and the first hint of moisture.  If it's already coming out, I know you're sopping wet inside!

I slip my unbuttoned shirt off quickly, lay it on the sand, and gently push you down on it.  You reach up to draw me closer to you, but I shake my head.  I've got more things in mind than just a quickie.  I spread your legs with my hands, and kneel down between them.  I untie your bikini bottoms and push them out of the way.  Then, inhaling that sweet perfume as I drop closer to my quarry, I kiss your thighs, keeping you in anticipation of my talented tongue.  I nibble on your outer lips, while I use my free hand to tweak your left nipple gently.  You get the idea and get busy with your other nipple, so both of your tits are getting the attention they deserve.

Finally, I lick your clit gently and you jump.  I know how sensitive you are, and dive deeper into your glistening hole, licking and probing.  All the while, my nose is gently rubbing your clit every now and then to give you just the right amount of stimulation.  We continue like this for what seems like no time at all,  but it's getting darker, so I know we need to move quickly before we can't see a thing.  Your breathing is getting heavier and your moaning fills the air.  I proceed to suck directly on your clit, firm but gentle.  I start lapping up and down from your hole to your clit and back again.  You're humping my face and moaning louder.  My dick has never been so hard.

I've got both my hands on your hips, just to keep a little bit of control.  You've abandoned sitting up so you can grab both of your own tits and play with your nipples.  You start to breathe so heavily, I think you're going to hyperventilate.  Then, you start screaming and rocking your hips as your sweet juices start oozing out more and giving me a wonderful reward for helping you to orgasm.

You continue to shudder for the next few minutes, as subsequent orgasms rock your body.  I hold you close, waiting for them to subside before moving on to the next part of our evening.  Then...

Damn, I see the lights of a beach patrol vehicle coming up the beach.  I

guess we'll have to get dressed and continue this later...

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