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I had been back in Toronto for two weeks. Aiko had emailed me pictures and videos of her masturbating, and in teasing states of various dress and undress. She also teased me about coming to Toronto for her summer break. I offered her a place to stay, if she did make the journey. Heather and Jessica had anxiously awaited my return. They were eager to meet with me again, eager to be Sir’s cunts again, to be exact. Unfortunately, their husbands had surprised them with a trip to Europe the same day I arrived back home. They promised to make it up to me on their return. I had no doubt that they would. I was on the balcony of my condo, enjoying a whisky, late that night. My cell phone rang. It was Brenda calling. I hadn’t seen Brenda in close to a year. She was the top entertainment lawyer in, Canada, very wealthy and very powerful. We met at an after party, at the TIFF Film Festival, three years ago. Her husband couldn’t attend that evening. Brenda approached me and introduced herself. She flirted and teased me all night. I had promised to put her over my knee and spank her shapely ass thoroughly and hard, if she rubbed her large breasts against my arm one more time. She coyly smiled and informed me that she would more than enjoy a good, hard spanking from me. I hinted that her ass wouldn’t be all that I spanked. She pressed her tits against my arm and boldly dared me. I grinned, grabbed her by the arm and walked her to a secluded corner of the theatre, behind red velvet curtains that hid the fire escape. Brenda turned around, placed her hands against the wall and pushed her ass out towards me. I lifted her gown, tore off the silk thong she was wearing, and spanked her pussy till she came. I pushed her to her knees, tied the torn thong around my cock, and fucked her mouth hard. Brenda swallowed the load of cum from my balls, and thanked me. She offered to be my whore, if I wanted her to, and that she was eager to be trained to please me. I agreed. Over the last year, Brenda had been incredibly busy with her work. She traveled frequently between her, Toronto, and Vancouver, offices. Our time together came to an end, but we still kept in touch. “Hello, Brenda,” I answered her call. “To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?” “Hello, Sir,” Brenda giggled, “I need your assistance in a very personal matter. Discretion is of the utmost importance.” “Discretion is always assured with me, Brenda. Tell me how I may be of assistance,” I replied. There was a short silence before Brenda replied, “It’s Harold. He’s having an affair with one of the young lawyers I hired.” “I am sorry to hear that, Brenda. How are you holding up?” I asked sincerely. “I’m better than fine, Gil. I could care less about Harold’s piece on the side. He can keep seeing her if he wants to. I’m hurt that he fucked in our bed, and that he didn’t have the balls to tell me. I want to teach them both a very valuable life lesson. That’s where you come into play.” I could hear the nasty sexiness in her voice. “Let me know if you’re interested in contributing to her,” Brenda paused for a moment, and coyly finished the sentence, “education.” “What do you have in mind?” I grinned. “Simple, Gil. I want them both to know that I am the boss. Harold needs to be reminded that I made the fortune he gets to share, that I hold the power to take it all away from him, if I file for divorce. And that little slut needs to know that I can ruin her career, no matter how smart the little twat thinks she is. I hired her because she is a brilliant lawyer. I gave her a good career, with the potential to make partner. I want her to know Karaköy escort bayan that I could destroy her, get her disbarred. Let her understand that no other law firm on the continent will hire her, if I so desire. I want them both to grovel at my feet and beg for my forgiveness. I want them to worship me out of fear. You can get as nasty as you want with her. I want you to punish the ungrateful slut.” She paused again before she finished telling me what she wanted. “Hurt her, Gil. While Harold is handcuffed to a chair and forced to observe you degrade and humiliate her with your beautiful, big cock.” “That’s a tall order, Brenda,” I smirked. Brenda quickly replied, “You don’t think you could hurt her for me, Gil? Or you don’t want to?” Brenda coyly asked. “They’d have to agree to your terms, Brenda,” I smiled. “I have very few limits when it comes to satisfying my needs or correcting unflattering behavior in young ladies.” Brenda sat back in her chair and placed her bare feet on her desk, “They already have agreed, Gil. How could they not? I confronted them, showed them pictures that a PI took, and gave them both copies of the divorce papers and the official request to have little Miss Slut, brought before The Law Society Tribunal.” “I assume you will be in attendance for the edification of little Miss Slut?” I chuckled. Brenda giggled and replied, “Of course! I plan to enjoy every second of her suffering.” “On one condition, Brenda,” I calmly said to her. “What’s the condition, Gil? I am open to negotiations, but, be warned my nasty friend, I negotiate for a living, and am quite good at it.” “My term is non-negotiable, Brenda. I want you to be available to me during the session, if and when I decide I want you,” I sternly informed her of the nonnegotiable condition. Brenda took a moment to protest, “That would be counterproductive. I want them to fear and respect me. How will they, if I am used alongside the slut? I can’t agree to that, Gil. However, I will meet you at another time and you can punish me as hard as your big, beautiful cock desires,” she seductively tried to entice me. “My term stands, if and when I want you, in the presence of your husband and his piece on the side. Agree to it, or find someone else. I’m beginning to get bored, Brenda. Make a decision now or I’m hanging up,” I sternly replied to her counter-offer. “Gil, you are a wretched cad!” she hissed. “Yes or no, make a decision now, Brenda. I am officially bored,” I calmly replied. “Yes, okay! You prick! You can have me too, if you wish, along with Lisa!” Brenda begrudgingly agreed. “Is seven pm., tomorrow night, acceptable for your highness?” she hissed. “Sir, will suffice, no need to pretend that I am royalty, Brenda. I’ll be there,” I chuckled and hung up. I arrived at Brenda’s extravagant home a few minutes before seven pm., the next evening. She greeted me dressed in a long, gold colored gown. It was strapless and had a slit on the left side that started just below her hip. Gold stilettos enhanced her long and shapely legs. “Glad you can make it, Gil. It’s been far too long since I’ve seen you,” Brenda greeted me and placed a long, hard kiss on my lips. “Good to see you, Brenda. You look stunning, as usual,” I grinned and slapped her ass. “Such a naughty man,” she giggled and pressed her large breasts against me. “Let’s get started. I can’t wait to see what you have in store for little Miss Slut,” she purred into my ear. I followed Brenda up the circular stairway to the master bedroom. Harold, her husband was seated in a chair that was positioned Escort Kayaşehir against the wall facing the foot of their bed. Lisa was standing next to the seated Harold, with her left hand on his shoulder. Lisa was lovely, young, late twenties or early thirties. She was multiracial; her light caramel skin was flawless. The tight, long curls of her black hair framed her delicate facial features perfectly. Her dark eyes pierced into yours, when you looked into them. She had on a black, leather mini skirt that hugged her waist and slim hips, red stilettos, bare legs, and a tight, white tank top. My cock began to swell at the sight of her. I was going to enjoy putting Lisa through her paces. Brenda cuffed Harold’s wrists and ankles to the chair’s arm rests and legs. She grinned at Lisa and sauntered to the bed, slowly turned around, sat on it, and gracefully crossed her long legs. She patted down her gown as she introduced me to the two guilty parties, “Gil, you know Harold. Let me introduce you to Lisa. She’s the slut that seduced my husband and fucked him in my bed,” she calmly informed the room. A wicked grin formed on her face as she continued, “They have both agreed to playtime with you. The slut is yours to use as you please, and my poor hubby has to observe as you tarnish, mar and defile his precious little slut.” Lisa huffed and rolled her eyes at Brenda’s introduction. “You have something you wish to say to Gil, Lisa?” Brenda coyly asked. Lisa snarled her reply, “Let’s get this over with, Brenda. What’s the worst your goon can do? Make me suck his cock, fuck me, be a bit rough? I expect you to keep your word, Brenda. I get to keep seeing, Harold, I keep my job, and you don’t divorce Harold.” Daggers shot out of Lisa’s eyes at Brenda as she spat out her reply. “Oh my, Gil. Lisa is a feisty one. She called you a goon, and isn’t the least bit worried about what you are going to do to her,” Brenda feigned shock and fear. “I’ll keep my word, Lisa. I expect you to keep yours.” Lisa huffed and crossed her arms across her chest. The tops of her firm, medium sized breasts swelled upwards. My cock twitched at the sight. Lisa waited for me to reply. I remained silent, slowly took off my jacket and handed it to Brenda. Lisa smirked and said, “You can dress a gorilla up in an Armani. It won’t make him a gentleman.” She took a step towards me, lifted her t-shirt over her head and tossed it at my feet. Then she pulled down the zipper at the back of her leather mini-skirt and wiggled out of it. She placed the toe of her stiletto under it and kicked it towards me. Her body was stunning. Soft, perky breasts with large, dark nipples, tight, flat belly, long, lean legs and a girlish flare to her hips. All wrapped up in caramel colored skin. She boldly stared at me and grinned at the bulge in my pants. “You’re already hard, old man. This will be over soon. I bet you’ll blow your load before you get the chance to slide your cock in my tight pussy,” she mockingly chuckled. I stared at Lisa and smiled, “A very tall order, Brenda. The proverbial task of turning a sow’s ear into a silk purse. Only in this instance, it’s transforming a common slut into a proper whore.” Brenda laughed and replied, “Enjoy, Gil. She’s agreed to be all yours. Have at her.” I turned to Brenda and grinned, “I will enjoy every second of it, Brenda.” I turned to my left, allowing Harold a side view of Lisa and my cock. “On your knees, Lisa, at my feet,” I calmly ordered. Lisa boldly walked to me, stared at me for a few seconds and kneeled in front of me. “I guess Küçükçekmece escort you want me to suck your cock. Go on, pull it out.” Her voice cracked a bit as she spoke. Her cheeks suddenly got hot and flushed. Lisa was angry and confused at the arousal that shot through her, as she kneeled before me. Her pussy flared with heat and she felt the inner walls of her pussy begin to slicken with moisture. “I want you to pull my cock out of my pants, Lisa,” I calmly replied. She huffed and pulled my zipper down; she reached into my pants and freed my cock. Lisa gripped it at its base and shoved it into her mouth. I grabbed her tight curled, shoulder length hair, pulled her mouth away from my cock and struck her cheek with an open hand. “Brenda!” Harold screamed out in protest, as Lisa looked up at me in shock and placed both her hands on the sting in her cheek. Brenda calmly replied to Harold’s protest with a smirk, “You both agreed to this, hubby. Now, sit there like a good little boy and enjoy the show.” I tugged Lisa’s head to the side and calmly asked, “Did I tell you to suck my cock, slut?” “I’m not a slut! You said to pull out your cock and suck it!” Lisa hissed at me. “You must be more attentive when I give you a task to perform. I ordered you to pull my cock out. I did not give you permission to suck it,” I explained to her with a slight snarl in my voice. “Make no mistake, Lisa. All you are right now is a common slut of no worth to me and my cock.” “Whatever! Tell me when you want your cock sucked. The sooner this is over, the better. I think you’re a pig! Harold never treated me like this. No man ever has!” Lisa hissed. “I can assure you that I am unlike any man you ever met. Now you may suck my cock,” I snarled my words at her with a grin on my face. Lisa grabbed my cock and squeezed it hard, pulling the skin back. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth sucked my thick meat into her mouth. I grabbed her hair and pulled her mouth away from my cock. I struck her cheek again, harder than the last blow I had landed. Lisa brought one hand to the hot sting in her reddening cheek and looked up at me. She opened her mouth to protest, I growled at her, “Silence, slut!” before she could get a word out. I turned to Brenda and sternly ordered, “Come here, Brenda, and show Lisa how a proper whore worships and sucks a cock.” Brenda walked to us, knelt in front of me and cooed, “Mmm, with pleasure, Sir.” With her eyes locked on mine, Brenda pulled my cock upwards and against me, giving her access to my balls. She licked my balls and lifted them with her tongue. The upward journey of her tongue stopped at the base of my cock. She kissed, licked and nibbled at it for a few seconds. She licked up my shaft and gently sucked the underside of my twitching, purple head. She opened her mouth wide and slowly took my cock deep in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, as her eyes smiled at me. “That’s enough, Brenda. Thank you,” I grinned down at her. “My pleasure, Sir,” Brenda replied as she stood up, licked her lips and made her way back to the bed. Lisa had begun to breathe a bit heavier. Being so close to Brenda’s mouth working my cock, had sent quivers through her pussy. She was getting very wet between her legs. She got angrier at herself for allowing herself to be so aroused. She squeezed her thighs together, in hopes of smothering the heat that was radiating from deep inside her pussy. The pressure on her clit sent an electric shock through her insides. “Fuck!” she cursed in her mind. Brenda looked at Harold and asked in a sultry voice, “Oh my, hubby. Look at the bulge in your pants. Are you hard because Gil slapped your little slut, or because you enjoyed watching how I worshiped his beautiful cock with my mouth?” Lisa turned to look at Harold. She was shocked to see the bulge in his pants. “Is he enjoying watching me being humiliated?” The words echoed in her mind.
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