JOANNE'S FALL PT. 07 – THE DEMOTION

After leaving the tattoo shop Joanne got into her car and looked at herself in the mirror. A mix of shame and humiliation had taken over her entire being.

I can't believe I have two tattoos now. I literally can never have my body out again in front of my friends of family! She thought to herself, Is this ever going to end?

She turned the engine on and started to drive home, although every time she sat back on the seat her new lower back tattoo would sting a little.

When she got home, she saw her husband's Freddy's car on the drive way, what am I going to do? Surely eventually I am going to get found out, then what? Divorce?

She did her best to brush those thoughts to one side, deciding that right now there is nothing she can do about it.

"Hey." She said when she entered the house.

"Where have you been?" Freddy shouted from the living room, "Your assistant asked me to come and pick something up for you, she sent me all over town and eventually told me that you were mistaken?" He moaned.

"I... I'm sorry, I thought I needed something for work but it turned out I didn't." She replied back, she made the conscious decision to go into the kitchen as she wasn't sure she could look at him in the eyes.

"Well, she was rude with me on the phone, maybe you should give her some form of warning." Freddy said.

"Yeah, maybe." Joanne replied.

Joanne cooked them both dinner, which Freddy ate in front of the TV and Joanne ate on the dining room table. Afterwards she went to bed by herself, looking at herself in the mirror and feeling nothing but guilt.

The next day.

Joanne was sitting at her desk, doing her best to focus on work, something she has worried she'd not put enough attention into since her blackmail had begun.

At 9am, when her door was abruptly opened, she looked up from her desk and saw Claire with an evil grin walk in.

"Good morning slut." She said closing and locking the door.

"H-hi Mistress." Joanne whispered back.

"Stand up and get out of the way." Claire ordered.

Here we go again. Joanne thought, with shame running through her body she stood up and allowed her assistant who was young enough to be her daughter sit down at her desk.

Claire leaned back and spread her legs, exposing her smooth thigh, and her skirt rose up a little.

"Well, get on your knees." She ordered.

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne whispered again, she didn't have any fight in her this morning and just hoped to get this over and done with.

She lowered herself to the ground and crawled over to her young mistress, she looked up and saw that she wasn't wearing and underwear and her smooth, tight pussy was free.

Knowing that there was no point in even attempting to argue, Joanne stuck out her tongue and leaned forward. She pressed her soft, wet tongue against Claire's clit and slowly massaged her.

"Mmmm good girl, I'm glad you're learning your place." Claire moaned as her bitchy boss licked her clit.

Joanne had no desire to be with a woman but she was grateful that at least Claire's pussy did taste delicious, only making this task a little less unwanted.

She ran her tongue all around Claire's throbbing clit, down to her hole and sucked her wet lips into her mouth.

"Oh god, you're getting good at that." Claire moaned, grabbing onto Joanne's hair and pushing her deeper into her cunt.

"Mmmhmm." Joanne moaned, knowing that if she just goes along and behaves, then things will go easier.

"Finger me you fucking whore." Claire ordered.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne whispered back, bringing her hand up and sliding two fingers into Claire's drenched pussy.

She kept flicking her wet tongue over Claire's clit over and over as she fingered the young woman.

I can't believe she's sitting at my desk, making me do this to her! My assistant! Joanne thought as she pleasured her Mistress.

"Oh yeah, right there. Don't stop you fucking slut!" Claire moaned.

She tightly gripped Joanne's hair and pulled her in deeper and suddenly Joanne was rewarded with a delicious taste of Claire's cum hitting her tongue.

"Fuuuuckk yeeess!" Claire moaned and her legs twitched around her older slave.

Like a good slut, Joanne kept licking and licking until Claire's clit became too sensitive and she pushed her away.

"Good girl," Claire said, she then stood up and pulled her skirt back to normal length as Joanne remained on her knees.

"Can... can I get up now Mistress?" Joanne pathetically asked, even just saying those words filled her with shame.

"You may, and good girl for asking." Claire said and patted her head like a dog.

Joanne wiped away the pussy juices from her mouth and sat back at her desk.

"Your Master and I have been talking," Claire said, those few words bringing fear to Joanne, "We've decided you need to lose some weight."

"What?" Joanne asked, shocked and hurt as her assistant pretty much just called her fat.

"You heard me, you need to lose some size from those thick thighs and belly of yours." Claire said.

"I... I think I'm in okay shape." Joanne whispered.

I've still been going the gym twice a week, She thought, I may not be in the shape I used to be, but I'm not fat.

"You are, but you could lose a bit of fat. So, you're going to lose 7 pounds by the end of the month." Claire told her.

"B-but that's only two and a half weeks?" Joanne asked, not thinking she could possibly lose that much by then.

"Yes, you will be going the gym nearly every day and we will tell you when and what you can eat." Claire told her.

"I don't have time to go the gym that much Mistress, I have too much work to do." Joanne told her, hoping that if she makes it sound as though the company will be affected then Claire might take sympathy on her.

"Don't worry, we've worked that out." Claire said and another grin came over her face.

"W-what do you mean?" Joanne asked.

"My friend completed a business degree and has a couple years of experience, she you are going to hire her as the office manager. She will take on most of your jobs so you have more free time." Claire said to her, not a request, an order.

"Mistress," Joanne said, feeling a huge part of her life being taken away, "This is my company, I built it from the ground up, I don't want to risk leaving it in the hands of a kid."

"Good thing you don't need to think anymore," Claire said dismissing her worries, "She is very good at what she does and is very smart, she will do well."

"Please Mistress, don't take my company away." Joanne begged and tears started to fill her eyes.

"Oh don't be so pathetic, I'm not taking anything from you. I'm giving you a hard working employee so you have more free time, so shut up." Claire barked at her.

Joanne went to speak but Claire shot her a glare that put the fear of god into her.

"Good." Claire said before she turned around and left Joanne alone in her office.

Instantly Joanne drops her head into her hands and lets a few tears out.

She's taking my company away, is this ever going to end without me losing everything? This is hell! She thought.

Joanne was able to spend the rest of the morning alone in her office and managed to get a lot of work done. It wasn't until 2pm when Claire came back in.

Joanne looked up and saw she wasn't alone, behind her was a young and very beautiful black woman.

They closed the door and turned to look at Joanne.

"Slave, this is Michelle. She will be your new office manager." Claire told her.

"I... I.... I..." Joanne wanted to argue but she couldn't find the words. Instead, her mouth just hung open.

"Well, get up." Claire ordered.

"W-what do you mean?" Joanne asked.

"Michelle is going to need your desk if she is to run your company." Claire said as though it was obvious.

"B-but this is my office, where do you expect me to work from?" Joanne asked.

"You can work on my old desk just outside your office." Claire said, plunging another knife of humiliation into Joanne's heart.

"Please Mistress, don't do this. My staff, they won't respect me if I sit out there." Joanne pleaded, although the shame of doing this in front of this Michelle burnt her very soul she needed to try.

"Do you think I care?" Claire said back to her, "Get your stuff and take it out there, now!" Claire ordered.

NO! This is not fucking happening!! Joanne thought.

She stared at both young women, Michelle was smiling at her with the same evil grin that Claire has.

Michelle had a dark complexion, her skin looked smooth and young and she had a face full of makeup. She had jet black hair than ran down to her lower back, though she was dressed in a grey pencil skirt and a white blouse, so she did look very professional.

"Please Mistress...." Joanne went to beg again before Claire interrupted.

"Now! Whore! Or you will be punished again." Claire threatened.

This shot more fear into Joanne, not wanting any more tattoos or piercings. She hung her head in shame and stood up from her seat, she grabbed her coffee mug, and work diary and walked to the other side of the office.

Michelle walked past and her intoxicating perfume filled Joanne's senses. Joanne just watched dumbfounded as this young black woman sat at her desk.

"Don't worry, I am great at what I do. Your business is in good hands." Michelle said, her voice soft and delicate.

"What do you say?" Claire said grabbing Joanne's wrist.

"T-thank you." Joanne whispered, completely filling her with humiliation.

"Good," Claire said with a chuckle, "Now put your stuff on your desk, we're going out."

Joanne didn't reply, What's the point, She thought.

She left what was now Michelle's office and put her items onto Claire's old desk, a desk that should be used for the Directors assistant.

"Let's go." Claire said walking past Joanne.

As she walked through the office she could see some strange looks from her staff members, members that once respected and probably feared her. What must they think of me? Joanne questioned.

They both walked to Joanne's car and got in.

"Where are we going?" Joanne asked.

"The gym, let's go." Claire told her.

"I don't have any gym gear with me?" Joanne said.

"Well let's stop by your house and pick it up." Claire ordered.

Deciding not to say anything else Joanne drove them both to her house. She went to her room and undressed, she bent over to pick up her gym leggings when she heard a voice behind her.

"That tattoo is looking great." Claire said startling Joanne.

Joanne froze stiff, knowing that Claire was behind her and wondering what sick games she had in mind. Then she felt a pair of hands grabbing her curvy arse cheeks.

"Mmm look at this juicy arse, soon it'll be rock solid." Claire said, her hands going in between Joanne's cheeks as she stood still, until she felt Claire's finger touch her arsehole and instinctively she clenched and moved forward.

SPANK!

"Do not fucking move!" Claire ordered.

Joanne had to control her body to stay still, her chest was heaving up and down and her breathing was heavy as she feared what Claire was going to do to her.

Suddenly Claire's finger appeared at her mouth.

"Cover it in your spit, whore." Claire ordered.

Joanne let Claire's finger into her mouth, she gathered spit onto her tongue and spread it around.

"Good girl." Claire whispered and pulled her finger out of Joanne's mouth.

Claire's left hand was grabbing and pulling on Joanne's arse cheek.

"Fuuuck!!" Joanne grunted when without any warning Claire's finger sunk knuckle deep into her untouched arsehole.

"Stay fucking still!" Claire barked at her as she held Joanne's hip and kept her finger inside of her arsehole.

Fuck, fuck, fuck that burns!! Joanne thought, her arsehole was quivering and tightening around her finger.

Then Claire started to push her finger in and out of Joanne's arsehole, showing no care for the pain it was causing.

"Fuck... fuck... please..." Joanne whimpered in pain as her finger was quickly fucking her arsehole.

"Bend over you stupid fucking whore!" Claire ordered.

Please god don't let this happen! Joanne thought, but she did as she was told. She leaned as far forward as she could as Claire kept fingering her arsehole.

Suddenly Claire's other hand appeared on Joanne's back an harshly pushed her forward, so hard that she fell over and had to use her hands on the floor to stop her fall.

"Fucking hell, we will have to work on your flexibility." Claire shouted as her finger slipped out of Joanne's arsehole, "Stay there, bitch."

Joanne remained bent over with her hands and feet on the floor and with her thick arse in the air, wondering where Claire had gone. When she heard her come back into the room more fear hit her.

"Now this is going to string at first but I don't want any fucking moaning." Claire ordered.

Joanne felt Claire spreading her arse cheeks from behind and felt something cold and hard touching her arsehole.

"FUUUUUCCKKK!!" Joanne shouted as a thick fucking object was harshly shoved deep inside of her arsehole.

SPANK!

"I said no fucking moaning!" Claire shouted.

Her hands had left Joanne's arse but the object remained filling her hole.

"What is it?!" Joanne panted out, her arsehole felt stretched and burnt with pain.

"It's a butt plug," Claire said, "It's not even a big one so stop your fucking whining."

Come on Joanne, control yourself. She thought as she attempted to control her breathing.

"Get up and get dressed." Claire said and Joanne heard her leave the room.

When she stood up she felt the plug inside of her move, bringing more pain to her poor arsehole. She reached round and touch the end of it with her fingers.

Anal had been something that Joanne had no interest in whatsoever, but this now gave her fear of what her blackmailers had in mind next.

She got dressed and went to the gym with Claire, more annoyingly, Joanne had to pay for Claire's membership.

"Right, get on the treadmill." Claire ordered, "You're going on there for thirty minutes and no breaks."

"But Mistress, I'm not that fit." Joanne said to her.

"Well, you will just have to push yourself." Claire told her.

Claire set Joanne up to a steady jog, the first five minutes were easy but it very quickly became hard and Joanne was struggling. She normally just walked on the treadmill and her big tits felt like they were bouncing all over the place.

She just about managed to last thirty minutes although her legs felt like they were about to give in and she was covered in sweat.

"Good girl, tomorrow you're doing forty five minutes." Claire said.

Joanne wanted to argue but she was too exhausted and inhaling too heavily to get any words out.

They both go to the changing rooms and Joanne has a look at her phone, she sees a missed call from her son. I don't know if Claire knows I have a son, I don't want to give her any more ammunition to blackmail or humiliate me with. Joanne thought, so she put her phone back into her bag and prepared to get dressed.

"No, no." Claire said to her.

Joanne just looked at her confused.

"You need a shower you stupid slut," Claire told her, "Come in the far left one with me."

Is she joking? Joanne thought, but Claire's evil grin showed that she wasn't.

"Hurry up and take your clothes off." Claire spat out.

Joanne watched the young woman pull her gym clothes off and she stared, awed at her amazing body. Her body was so toned and smooth, a body Joanne could only wish for.

With her jaw hung open, Claire told Joanne to hurry up. She was self-conscious getting naked next to this beauty, but she knew she didn't have a choice.

She lowly took off all of her clothes and stood in the changing room naked.

"Your tattoos look to be healing well," Claire said, "Come on."

Joanne hung her head in shame as she followed Claire into the cubicle. Claire turned on the shower and the water started to hit them both.

Joanne stared at Claire's smaller but perky tits as the hot water bounced off her.

"Clean me." Claire said and handed Joanne the shower gel.

Without saying a word, Joanne poured the gel onto her hands and then proceeded to rub it over Claire's body. She started with her shoulders and her arms, doing her best to avoid her tits but eventually there was nothing else to clean.

She brought her hands down and rubbed them along Claire's perfect, soft tits. She could feel drool forming in her mouth as she squeezed and pressed into the young woman's tits.

Without saying anything Claire turned around and Joanne knew to start cleaning her back. She looked down at her perfectly sculpted arse. She looked like a man created the perfect woman.

Joanne started to rub the shower gel all over her mistress's smooth back, going lower and lower until her hands eventually cupped around her arse cheeks.

This went on for a few more minutes before Claire turned around with a huge grin on her face.

"Get on your knees." She said, a lot louder than Joanne wanted and she worried if anyone was in the changing room they would hear.

"H-here?" Joanne asked.

SLAP!

Claire stuck one of Joanne's big, hanging tits and caused a sharp pain throughout her body.

"Now." Claire barked at her.

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne whispered, feeling so weak to this younger woman.

Joanne lowered herself to kneel on the hard surface which instantly hurt her knees, she looked up at Claire who was smiling back down at her.

Suddenly, Claire gripped Joanne's long, brunette hair and pulled her head back so the water was spraying directly onto her face.

She had to close her eyes and the shock made her gasp for breath but only sucked in water. She struggle to breath from fear for a few seconds as her face and hair got soaked.

Claire pulled her head forward and out of the water again but still tightly tripped onto her hair.

Fuck's sake, I only washed my hair yesterday. Joanne thought.

Her eyes still struggled to see as she wasn't able to wipe the water away, she could just see blurriness as Claire spread her legs a little and suddenly Joanne's face was harshly pulled into her smooth pussy.

"Eat my cunt, dyke." Claire ordered.

Again?! How much does this girl want me to make her cum! Joanne thought, but knowing better than to argue she stuck out her tongue and pressed it against her assistant's clit.

"Good whore." Claire moaned.

She kept a tight grip on Joanne's hair and shoved her face deeper into her cunt as Joanne started to lap away at her clit.

Thanks to the shower she tasted incredibly clean and Joanne kept running her tongue all around her pussy lips, then back up and flicked along her clit.

As her tongue flicked up and down the young woman's clit she looked up and saw her Mistress smiling down at her, biting her lip.

The more Joanne licked the more she tasted Claire's pussy on her tongue. She was clearly getting wetter and wetter from Joanne's oral skills and Joanne was now enjoying the taste.

She almost forgot where she was and closed her eyes as she enjoyed licking this young woman's pussy.

"That's it, make me cum again you fucking whore." Claire moaned.

"Mmmm." Joanne accidentally moaned into her pussy as she kept attacking her clit.

Why am I moaning? She questioned, I can't possibly be enjoying this!

She sucked Claire's clit into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue and she felt Claire twitch around her.

"Oh yeah, you're getting good at this." Claire moaned.

Faster and faster Joanne licked her Mistress's clit and Claire's moans were getting louder and louder.

"Oh yeah, right there," Claire moaned, "That's it, fuck... you're going to make me cum!"

Suddenly Joanne's hair was yanked back and she looked up and Claire in confusion.

"Do you want to make me cum?" Claire asked her.

Joanne didn't want to answer but she knew what she had to say.

"Y-yes Mistress." She whispered.

"Yes what?!" Claire moaned.

Oh fuck, why am I so horny?! Joanne thought.

"Yes, I want to make you cum mistress." Joanne admitted.

"Good whore." Claire said and shoved her face back between her legs.

"Mmmm!" Joanne moaned as she revelled in licking this young woman's pussy faster and faster.

"Right there... right there... YYYEEESSSSSSS!!" Claire moaned loudly and Joanne was rewarded with yet another taste of Claire's cum on her tongue.

"Mmmmmm." Joanne moaned, although Claire had let go of her head Joanne remained licking at her pussy until her orgasm slowly died down.

"Fuck, that was good." Claire moaned and pushed Joanne's head away, "Get yourself cleaned and meet me outside."

Joanne didn't have time to react and get up from her knees when Claire walked out of the cubicle and left the door wide open.

At least it's the middle of the day and no one else is here. Joanne thought then stood up and closed the door.

Joanne started to wash herself in the shower and was getting lost in her thoughts, when she washed between her legs she realised how sensitive her clit was and her legs twitched at the touch.

Oooh god, why am I so horny? Joanne thought, she pressed against her clit a few more times and had to bite her lip to stop from moaning.

No, come on Joanne, this isn't you. She thought and pulled her hand away.

She managed to finish off the shower without touching her pussy again and met Claire back outside.

"Right, I'm going back to work. You can do whatever you want." Claire told her.

"Can I not go back to work?" Joanne asked.

"No, leave Michelle today to get used to running the company," Claire told her, "You can go back in tomorrow."

It's my fucking company!!! Joanne screamed in her head but just managed to keep it inside.

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne whispered.

"You can have a lie in tomorrow, be at work for 9am." Claire told her. Another hit of humiliation having her assistant tell her what time to go to work.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne said with shame.

"Good whore, see you tomorrow." Claire said and walked away.

Fuck! Joanne cursed to herself.

The Next Day.

Joanne tried to have a lie in but years of being at the company at 6am meant she automatically woke up early.

Freddy was already gone and as she lay in bed, she thought of everything that's happened to her the last few weeks.

What's worse, rethinking of everything that's happened, Joanne realised how horny she was.

I can't be getting turned on by this? No, that'll be letting them win, I can't have that! Joanne thought, although her pussy begged for attention.

She got to work for 8.45am and walked through the main office and saw her "new" desk outside of her old office. She knocked on the door and heard Michelle shout "Come in."

Joanne nervously opened the door and walked in, closing the door behind her.

"Joanne, how can I help you?" Michelle said in a soft and delicate tone.

Joanne looked at the dark skinned, beautiful woman sat at her desk.

You can help me by giving me my company back! Joanne thought.

"D-do you know what Claire and Jason are doing to me?" Joanne asked her, hoping to get sympathy from this woman.

"I think you mean your Master and Mistress." Michelle said with a smile, once again dashing any dreams Joanne had of freedom.

Joanne hung her head and had to stop herself from crying, Why are they all so evil! Joanne thought.

"Actually," Michelle said, "I'm glad you're here, there is something I need you to do for me."

"Yes?" Joanne said, hoping to stay as much involved with her own company as possible.

"Well, I know about your morning ritual with Claire, and I need the same." Michelle said.

"My... My morning ritual?" Joanne asked, She can't be serious.

"Yes, come here and get on your knees." Michelle said, her voice still soft yet more demanding.

"Please, not you too." Joanne whispered.

"I will be reporting everything back to your owners, they will know if they need to punish you." Michelle threatened.

"No!" Joanne shouted, knowing what their punishments entail, "I... I'll do it."

"Good girl, crawl to me." Michelle ordered.

This is a nightmare, Joanne thought as she lowered herself to her knees once again in her own office.

She crawled over to the beautiful, young black woman who rolled her chair away from the desk.

"Get under my desk." Michelle ordered.

Your desk? Joanne thought with humiliation, This is my desk.

Even though she wanted to argue, Joanne silently got under the desk and Michelle rolled back towards her. It was almost complete darkness, all Joanne could see was up this young woman's skirt.

"Pull my thong off." Michelle ordered.

Without saying a word Joanne reached up and pulled her thong down, for the first time in her life seeing a black woman's pussy. It was as neat and as smooth as Claire's.

"You know what to do." Michelle said.

I hate my life. Joanne thought.

She put her hands onto Michelle's toned thighs and was amazed at how smooth her dark skin was. She leant forward and softly pressed her tongue against the black woman's pussy.

"Mmmm." Joanne accidentally moaned yet again. Her pussy tasting very different to Claire's but there was an instant intoxicating taste that Joanne loved.

"Oh yeah, I can get used to this." Michelle moaned as Joanne slowly explored the black woman's pussy with her tongue.

Not being called a whore or slut and not being shoved about the place meant that Joanne could take her time. She actually made the decision to take her time and enjoy what she was doing.

Her soft, wet tongue ran from the bottom of Michell's pussy and up along her lips before finally flicking against her swollen clit. She then did the same to the other side.

Softly, Joanne sucked Michelle's black pussy lips into her mouth and massaged them with her tongue. After a few minutes Michelle's entire pussy was soaking wet with a mix of Joanne's spit and her own pussy juices.

"Oh god, I can see why Claire has kept you." Michelle gently moaned.

"Mmmm." Joanne moaned from under the desk, surprising herself with how much she is loving this.

After a few more minutes of lovingly licking her pussy Joanne was startled when the phone started to ring above her head.

"Keep going while I'm on the phone, but don't make me cum." Michelle ordered.

"Mhmmm." Joanne moaned back to agree. This wasn't like with Claire and Jason, Joanne was actually enjoying pleasing this woman who was almost being nice to her.

She extended her tongue again and massaged the black woman's clit as she answered the phone.

"Hello?" Michelle said down the phone, "Ah yes, Mr Johnson. How are you?"

Mr Johnson? Joanne thought, He's one of my biggest clients!

She stopped licking in panic but then felt a light tap on the top of her head to tell her to continue.

"Yes, my name is Michelle. I'm taking over most of the business duties with Joanne, you will be dealing with me from now on." Michelle said.

Joanne couldn't believe what she was hearing, Michelle was telling her biggest client that she was pretty much in charge!

Once again, she felt a firmer tap on the top of her head and Joanne continued to slowly lick Michelle's pussy whilst trying to listen to the conversation.

"Yes, Joanne needed some help so she brought me in help her." Michelle said.

I do not need help! Joanne thought but still didn't stop licking.

Although she hated everything she was hearing, Joanne couldn't help but get distracted by the delicious pussy she was eating.

"Of course, I can come and meet you next week?" Joanne heard Michelle suggest, "Perfect, I'll see you then."

Joanne heard the phone go down.

"Right, enough teasing," Michelle moaned. Clearly, she had been holding it in for a while, "Make me fucking cum."

She lightly pressed the back of Joanne's head and guided her deeper into her pussy.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned, almost forgetting about losing her company and becoming addicted to this black woman's pussy.

Over and over, she flicked her wet tongue against Michelle's clit and felt her legs twitch around her.

"Oh yeah... fuck.... That's so good." Michelle panted over and over.

Without any instruction Joanne moved her hand forward and slid two fingers deep inside of her soaking wet pussy.

"Fuuuuckk yes!" Michelle moaned.

Her legs spread wider and wider as Joanne finger fucked her whilst attacking her throbbing clit.

Oh god, she tastes so delicious! Joanne thought to herself as she fingered this young woman.

"Yes... Yes... yes..." Michelle moaned and Joanne knew she was on the verge of cumming.

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuucccckkkkk!" Michelle moaned and gripped onto Joanne's head.

Yet again Joanne got to taste another woman's cum and kept lapping at her drenched pussy as she fingered her faster and faster. Joanne loved the feel of this woman's body twitched from an orgasm because of her.

"Fuck.... Stop..." Michelle panted and pushed Joanne's head away.

Joanne just looked up at the young woman who was gasping for air, she could still taste and smell her juices all over her lips.

"Sit on the desk and spread your legs." Michelle ordered.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne instinctively replied and stood up.

"You don't have to call me Mistress, boss will do just fine." Michelle said with a smile.

"Yes... Boss..." Joanne whispered, although calling her boss seemed to feel more humiliating.

Joanne sat on the desk and spread her legs wide in front of this young woman, showing that she has no underwear on.

"Mmmm look at that delicious pussy." Michelle whispered

"Oooooooh god!" Joanne moaned louder than she intended as Michelle's head disappeared between her legs and she felt a soft, wet tongue against her needy clit.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck..." Joanne moaned over and over.

It's been so long since anyone has licked her pussy, it's all been rough fucking and Joanne is loving what this woman is doing with her tongue.

She looked down at her dark skin on her pale thighs as she felt a delicate tongue massaging her throbbing clit. Joanne's body twitched and spasms at every lick and was in fucking heaven.

She leaned back on the desk and spread her legs wider, she could see Michelle's tongue licking at her clit like it was an ice cream. Her own juices spreading all over her.

"Fuck!!" Joanne moaned when Michelle slid two fingers deep into her pussy.

"You like that?" Michelle whispered.

"Yes..." Joanne panted, "Please keep fingering me." She moaned.

Michelle looked up at Joanne and Joanne watched her fingers quickly fucking her desperate pussy. She's gotten so unbelievably horny the last week she knew it wouldn't take long to cum form this young woman.

Then, Michelle pushed a third finger inside of her. Joanne felt like her pussy was being stretched wide and it tightly wrapped around Michelle's fingers.

"Fuuuckkk." Joanne moaned out as Michelle started to fuck her pussy harder and harder.

"Oh yeah, your pussy is fucking soaked." Michelle whispered.

"Please... oh fuck... please make me cum." Joanne moaned. Her chest was heaving up and down because of this amazing woman.

She felt like her body was about to explode and could feel her orgasm about to go.

Then Michelle pulled her fingers out and moved away.

"Noooooo." Joanne moaned pathetically.

She looked down at Michelle with pleading eyes, her mouth was covered in Joanne's pussy juices.

"Why did you stop?" Joanne asked her, any shame out of the window.

"Your owners told me to get you on the brink of cumming and then stop." Michelle told her.

"What?!" Joanne blurted out.

She... she used me? Joanne thought, feeling betrayed by someone she thought was going to be nice to her in all of this.

"I owe them for getting me this job, that's just the way it is." Michelle explained.

"I... I... I...." Joanne wanted to plead but couldn't find the words.

"You can get back to your desk and do some work now." Michelle said bluntly.

"I...." Joanne against stuttered her words, "Okay." She whispered pathetically.

She stood up, still shocked with what's happened and hornier than ever.

Joanne embarrassingly left her old office and sat down at the desk that once belonged to Claire. She looked out at all of her employees who were staring at her, clearly confused as to why she was sitting there.

This is so embarrassing. Joanne thought to herself, just wanting to curl into a ball and cry.

The next day.

Joanne was sat at her new desk when she was summoned into her old office by Michelle.

"Good morning Joanne." Michelle said softly.

"Morning." Joanne replied.

Michelle stood up from her seat and walked to the other side of the desk. She sat up on it and spread her legs.

"Come here." She ordered.

"Y-yes boss." Joanne replied.

She walked over to the beautiful black woman and got onto her knees in front of her. Without any further instructions Joanne pulled down Michelle's thong and started to eat her delicious pussy.

"Mmm fuck yes, I love this." Michelle moaned and she ran her hands through Joanne's hair.

"Mmmmm." Joanne moaned back, she explored Michelle's black pussy with her tongue. Licking her all over and tasting her delicious nectar.

"Fucking hell you're so good at eating pussy." Michelle gasped out.

Joanne hated to admit how much she loved Michelle's taste, she pushed her tongue deep into her wet hole and grabbed onto her smooth thighs.

"Oh fuck yes... make me cum... make me fucking cuuuuuummmm!" Michelle moaned and Joanne was yet again covered with her delicious cum.

"Fuck, thanks for that." Michelle moaned and went back to her desk.

"T-thank you." Joanne replied and in pure shame went back to her desk outside.

For the next few days Joanne had a new routine. She would go in and make Michelle cum, each time Michelle then edged Joanne but never allowed her to cum.

By the end of the week Joanne almost looked forward to tasting the young black woman's pussy. Making her cum being a nice part of this blackmail.

Claire had almost stopped entirely coming into work, she came in every now and again and made Joanne make her cum.

Every afternoon Joanne would go the gym and do her best to lose the weight that her owners have told her she has to lose.

On Friday, Joanna had just finished making Michelle cum when Claire came into the office.

"Hey," She said closing the door as Joanne got to her feet, Michelle's pussy juices all over her lips, "How's the whore doing?"

"Good, she's fucking amazing at eating pussy." Michelle said.

"I know, she's a quick learner." Claire said and then turned her attention to Joanne, "Your Master and I are coming to your house for dinner tonight."

"What?!" Joanne blurted out, not believing what she just heard.

"You are going to go home early and make a dinner for us to both come and share with you and your husband." Claire said, talking to Joanne as if she's an idiot.

"Please," Joanne begged, "Please don't tell Freddy."

"You stupid slut," Claire laughed out, "We aren't going to tell him. We are just going to have a good evening together."

With that, Claire left the office and Joanne hung her head in shame.

She went back to her desk outside of now Michelle's office and carried on with her work for a few hours before going to the shops to get food for dinner and then headed home.

On her way back she called Freddy in the car.

"Hey." He replied.

"Hi, we are having company for dinner." Joanne told him, she tried to keep her voice normal when really she was scared she would give anything away.

"Who?" Freddy asked, clearly a bit annoyed by it.

"My assistant Claire and her boyfriend." Joanne told him.

"Really? Why?" Freddy grunted out in annoyance.

"I thought it would be fun." Joanne told him, when really she couldn't think of anything worse.

"Fine." Freddy moaned down the phone.

"See you later, I love you." Joanne said to him, guilt wrecking her body.

"You too." He said and put the phone down.

A few hours later Joanne had cooked a roast chicken, Freddy was sat watching TV and Joanne was visibly shaking as she waited for her blackmailers to arrive.

She hid in the kitchen the entire time to not let Freddy see her fear.

When a knock on the door came Joanne nearly jumped out of her skin.

She slowly answered the door and saw her Master and Mistress smiling at her. Both were surprisingly dressed nice.

"Hi." Claire said with a grin.

"H-hi." Joanne stuttered back, fear had taken over her body with what could happen tonight.

"Are you going to invite us in?" Jason said.

"Y-yes, come in." Joanne whispered.

They both barged past Joanne and into her house.

Here we go. She thought.

"Freddy, our guests are here." Joanne said, she had to hold her hands together to stop them from shaking.

Freddy appeared from the living room, dressed in ripped jeans and a random creased t-shirt.

"Freddy," Jason said loudly, "It's great to see you again."

Joanne's Master proceeded to shake her husband's hand, I wonder if Freddy remembers ever meeting them? She thought.

She looked at the black man who has fucked her so many times shaking hands with her husband and felt ill.

"D-dinner is ready, if you want to take a seat." Joanne nervously said.

"Perfect, thanks Joanne." Claire said, "I'll give you a hand."

Oh god, I'm leaving Jason alone with Freddy? Joanne panicked but she didn't have a choice.

Claire followed her to the kitchen and went to get the chicken out of the oven.

"Stand still." Claire whispered in a blunt tone.

"What?" Joanne asked.

"You know I don't like to repeat myself." Claire said threateningly.

She walked over to Joanne who was stood frozen in fear.

"P-please, not here." Joanne begged.

"Shut the fuck up." Claire whispered.

Claire's hand went into her bag and then pulled out a metallic egg shape.

"What's that?" Joanne asked but Claire didn't answer. Instead, her hands lifted Joanne's skirt and pushed the egg shape inside of her pussy.

Joanne had been edged every day by Michelle and was now pretty much constantly wet.

"Oohh." She accidentally moaned when her pussy took in the egg.

"That is staying in all night." Claire whispered.

"What is it?" Joanne asked, her body still frozen in fear.

"You'll see." Claire said with a grin.

Joanne watched Claire grab a few plates and take them into the dining room.

This is fucking hell! Joanne thought.

She grabbed the chicken and took it into the dinning room, not wanting to leave them alone with her husband for too long.

When she put the chicken on the table and sat down for Freddy to carve, Jason looked at her with an evil grin.

"Joanne," Jason said, "Freddy here was just telling us your son is coming to visit you in a few weeks?"

Oh no! Joanne panicked.

"You never told us this?" Claire said to her.

"I... must've forgot." Joanne whispered, wondering what evil game these two are playing.

"Well, hopefully we will get to meet him." Jason said.

No! Please god no! Joanne panicked.

Then suddenly, a small vibrating appeared inside of her.

Whhaaaatt the fuck?! Joanne thought to herself as the egg that Claire put in her was sending waves of pleasure inside of her body.

Her eyes shot wide and glared at Claire who was clearly holding in a laugh.

Oh my god! Oh my god! No, please not here! Joanne thought as the vibrating with giving her immense pleasure.

The vibrating was at a steady, low setting but enough to get Joanne's legs to twitch under the table. She had to squeeze her thighs together to make sure the vibrating sound didn't get out.

"Everything okay?" Jason asked her.

Ooooh fuuuckk! Joanne moaned in her head as the vibrating increased.

"Y-yeahh." Joanne replied doing her best to hold in a moan.

"You sure honey?" Freddy asked her with a confused look on her face.

Fuck.... Fuck.... Fuck... Joanne moaned in her head over and over. They're going to make me cum here!

"I'm fine." She blurted out.

The vibrating rose again and Joanne had to grip onto the table leg and squeeze her legs even tighter.

Jason started a conversation with Freddy but Claire was staring at her intensely. Joanne just pleaded back with her eyes as she felt her orgasm building and building.

Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum! They're going to make me cum in front of my husband! Joanne thought to herself as her legs started to twitch under the table. She could feel her soaking wet cunt dripping between her thighs as her body felt like it was about to explode.

Then the vibrating stopped.

"Urgh." Joanne accidentally moaned in in both relief and annoyance of being stopped on the brink of cumming yet again.

"What?" Freddy asked her with another confused look on his face.

"N-nothing." Joanne said back, although she couldn't look at him.

Claire was still just grinning at her.

They continued dinner as though nothing was out of the ordinary. Joanne could barely speak and just allowed them to chat amongst themselves. Freddy seemed fairly disinterested in the entire meal.

Although Joanne tried to distract herself, all she could think of was how badly she needed to cum. Her pussy ached for release and being on the verge so many times had her feeling weak for it.

As soon as they all finished eating Joanne stood up and grabbed onto some of the plates.

"I'll help you with that." Jason said and stood up.

Joanne wanted to argue but she knew not too.

She walked into the kitchen with the plates and Jason followed behind her. She turned around and saw he closed the door.

"Get on your knees whore." Jason whispered.

"No, he will catch us!" Joanne whispered back.

"Claire's going to make sure he stays in there, don't worry." Jason said.

"Please, it's too risky." Joanne begged.

"That's another punishment." He replied with a grin.

Oh no, I can't take another tattoo! Joanne thought.

"Okay, I'm sorry." Joanne whispered, defeated.

She quickly got onto her knees in her own kitchen and undid her master's jeans. She pulled them down just enough to release his big, black cock.

Not wanting to waste any time and risk getting caught more, she grabbed onto his thick shaft and wrapped her lips around his dick.

"Mmmm." She accidentally moaned around his cock, feeling so fucking horny she couldn't help but love having a thick cock in her mouth.

She bobbed up and down on his thick, delicious dark meat for a few seconds until she felt him grip onto her hair. Without any warning, her master held her head still and started to roughly fuck her throat like a dirty little whore.

"Glllg....glllgg...glllgg..." Joanne tried to keep her noises down but Jason was fucking her mouth like it was a pussy.

She felt her spit start to trickle down her chin as his entire black dick went down her throat and his balls hit her.

Then the vibrating egg turned on again inside of her pussy.

"Hhhhhhhhhmmmmm." Joanne moaned around his cock as he kept fucking her face over and over.

It must've been for less than a minute when her master pulled his cock out of her mouth and a trail of spit fell down her chin.

"Get up, don't want Freddy to wonder where his whore wife is." He said with a laugh and put his cock away, then the vibrating egg turned off again.

Oh fuck, I'm so fucking horny! Joanne thought and picked herself back up.

She looked at herself in the mirror, grabbing a paper towel she wiped the spit from her chin so she looked presentable again.

They went back to the table, Joanne sat down but Jason remained on his feet.

"Freddy, could you show me the bathroom?" He asked.

"Sure." Freddy grunted out, obviously still unhappy of having them as guests.

As soon as they were out the room and the door was shut the vibrating egg turned on to a whole new level.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhmmmm!" Joanne moaned and bit her lip to stop from being too loud.

"How was your Master's cock you fucking slut?" Claire whispered to her.

Joanne looked up at her Mistress as her legs spasmed uncontrollably. Her pussy was fucking drenched and she knew she could cum any second.

"Pleaaseee." Joanne moaned.

"What whore?" Claire said with a smile.

"Please let me cum." Joanne begged, not caring how pathetic she sounded.

"Are you close?" Claire asked.

"Sooooo close." Joanne moaned, feeling her pussy leak onto the chair beneath her.

"What will you do for it?" Claire asked.

"Anything." Joanne blurted out without thinking of the consequences.

"I'll hold you to that." Claire said with an evil grin, then suddenly the vibrating ended.

"Pllleeeasseee!" Joanne begged.

"You'll cum, just not yet." Claire said with a smile.

Suddenly the door opened and Freddy walked in, Joanne jumped to get back into a normal position and act like nothing had happened.

Oh god, I'm so horny! I need to fucking cum! Joanne thought to herself.

For the next five minutes they all sat there in silence, Joanne couldn't think of anything other than her desire to finally cum.

Then Jason came back into the room.

"Well, I guess we should be getting back." He said.

"Yes," Claire replied and stood up, "Joanne, do you mind giving us a lift?"

"A lift?" Joanne said bringing her back from her daydream.

"Yes, if you don't mind?" Claire asked again.

"Of course." Joanne nervously replied.

"It was great to see you, Freddy." Jason said and shook his hand again.

Joanne nervously stood up and went to her car, followed by her blackmailers. Both of them sat in the back as Joanne drove.

As soon as they were off the drive Joanne could hear movement behind her. She looked in the mirror and saw that Claire was undoing Jason's trousers.

"So, our slave here said she would do anything to be allowed to cum, isn't that right slave?" Claire said fishing out Jason's cock.

"I... I..." Joanne went to argue but she knew it was true, then the small vibrating in her pussy started again, "Ooooh god."

"Careful," Claire said, "Don't want to crash."

Oh god, this is too much! Joanne thought as the pleasure in her pussy continued.

She could hear something and looked in her mirror to see Claire's lips wrapped around Jason's big cock and bobbing up and down.

"Like what you see slave?" Jason moaned.

Oh god, I'm too fucking horny! Joanne thought to herself, trying to focus on the road but getting distracted by the sex act behind her.

Every time she glanced back, she could see Claire's soft lips around his black cock, moving up and down and leaving him covered in her spit. Jason's moans started to get louder and louder as he received the blowjob.

"Ooooohhh fuck!!" Joanne moaned as the vibrating increased inside of her, "Please can I cum!" She begged.

"Do you agree to do anything we want?" Jason said to her.

FUCK! I NEED TO CUM!! I don't get a say anyway! These two evil bastards will do whatever they want to me anyway!

"Yes!" She almost shouted back at them.

"Good whore, pull up somewhere quiet." Jason ordered.

"Yyyeess Master." Joanne moaned.

The pleasure in her pussy making it hard to focus on driving, that mixed with the sound of Claire giving her Master a sloppy blowjob was sending Joanne's mind wild.

How is this happening! She thought as she drove to an empty, dark carpark and stopped the car.

"We here?" Claire said pulling her mouth away from Jason's cock and wiping her mouth.

"Yeah. Joanne get back here." Jason ordered.

"Yes Master." Joanne said back, way too horny to think straight.

All three got out of the car. Claire got back inside in the back, lay back and spread her legs to face Joanne.

"Bend over and eat my cunt." She ordered.

"Yes Mistress." Joanne moaned as the vibrating continued in her pussy, willing to do anything to cum right now.

She instantly leant forward and buried her face into Claire's pussy, sticking out her tongue and running it all over her wet hole. She must've gotten horny sucking his cock. Joanne thought.

She then felt her master lift up her skirt, his fingers went into her pussy and pulled out the vibrating egg.

A few seconds later she felt his hard cock pressing at her absolutely drenched pussy.

It was only a week or so ago Claire held me down in this position as I unwillingly had Jason fucking me, now I'm willingly letting him do it. What am I becoming? She thought.

"FUUUUCKKK!!!" Joanne screamed out in pure pleasure as her Master's entire black cock went balls deep into her desperate cunt.

"You fucking whore!" Claire shouted, she grabbed Joanne's face and pulled her back to her pussy.

Joanne did her best to keep her tongue extended and lick her Mistress's cunt but her Master was hammering in and out of her pussy was a passion.

Her pussy clenched around his thick cock as he delved deeper and deeper inside of her.

"Fuck.... Fuck.... Fuckk..." Joanne moaned over and over as she allowed this young black man destroy her pussy again.

SPANK!

"Such a tight fucking cunt!" He moaned as he hammered into her.

"What a cheating whore," Claire moaned, "Begging for it like a pathetic slut."

Claire grabbed Joanne's hair and held her head up, her mouth was wide open and just moans were coming from her as Jason fucked her cunt.

"Look at you whore, cheating on your husband." Claire said to her, "You've got tattoos, you've had so many cocks inside of you and you have lost your company."

"Plleeeeasseeee." Joanne moaned, not knowing how much more of this torment she can take.

"You're fucking pathetic!" Claire said to her, "You're a worthless little whore that is only good for fucking!"

"Fuuuckk pleaaaasssee stop." Joanne begged but couldn't stop herself from moaning.

"You're fucked, you are nothing more than a pathetic little whore!" Claire said.

Something about Claire's abusive words had some sick affect on Joanne, mixed with a giant black cock destroying her soaking wet, married pussy sent her over the edge.

"FUUUUUCCKK MEEEEEEEE!!!" Joanne screamed at the top of her lungs as she came around his cock.

"You worthless fucking slag!" Claire shouted at her, "What are you?!"

"I'M A WORTHLESS FUCKING WHORE!!" Joanne moaned as her earth-shattering orgasm battered her body, "I'M A DUMB SLUT! I CHEATING SLAG! A COCK WHORE FOR BLACK COCK!!"

Joanne didn't care what she was admitting, each word just enhanced her amazing orgasm and Jason never let up hammering into her pussy.

Claire shoved her face back to her pussy and Joanne willingly licked and licked all over her clit and soaking wet hole as her Master kept fucking her pussy.

"Fuck yes, make me cum you stupid slut!" Claire moaned, "Make your owners who have ruined your life cum!"

"Fuck her pussy is clenching around my cock." Jason moaned.

"Fill her up babe," Claire moaned back, "Cum in her dirty little whore cunt."

Joanne kept licking Claire's clit as Jason thrust in and out of her pussy. Both of their moans grew louder and louder and she knew they were close to cumming.

"Fuck yesssss... I'm gonna cuuuuuuuummmm!!!" Claire moaned loudly as her pussy gushed over Joanne's mouth.

She willingly took it and loved every bit of the taste.

"Your Master is about to cum in your unprotected pussy, what do you say whore?" Claire said holding Joanne's head up by her hair.

"Please cum in me!" Joanne moaned, she felt like the pathetic whore they told her she was, "Please cum in my unprotected pussy and send me home to my husband leaking your black seed!"

SLAP!

Claire struck her face hard.

"You're so fucking pathetic." Claire said to her.

"YYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!" Joanne screamed as yet another orgasm ripped through her body, the sting from the slap just increasing her pleasure.

Then, she felt her Master's cock expand inside of her and the first shot of his cum in her womb making her orgasm last even longer.

"Fuuuck yeesss!" Jason grunted as he shot load after load of cum in the married woman's cunt.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck..." Joanne panted as he kept fucking her, making sure to get every last drop of cum inside of her.

Her master pulled out of her pussy and Joanne collapsed forward in a mess.

For a few minutes they left her there, panting for air.

"Come on whore, drive us home," Claire said, "Don't want your husband wondering what his whore wife is up to."

"Y-yes Mistress." Joanne weakly said, feeling totally and utterly defeated by these two.

The rest of the drive back was in silence, Joanne's head was spinning. She couldn't believe the words that left her mouth, the fact that she could still feel cum leaking out of her leaving a reminder of what a whore she was.

When she pulled up to their house, they both got out and Claire put her head into her window.

"Don't forget, you said you will do anything we want, we'll hold you to that. There's still one more hole that needs fucking." Claire said and then left.

What the fuck. Joanne thought.

She looked at herself in the mirror and felt tears start to form in her eyes.

I'm so fucking pathetic, I begged for it. I wanted it. I'm a horrible person. How could I do this to Freddy.

She wiped away her tears and looked at herself again.

Come on Joanne, you just have to endure. Who knows if this will ever end. You just have to... get through.