JOANNE'S FALL PT. 18 - OFFICE BONDA

A blaring alarm went off next to Jo's head and she groggily turned it off. Sunlight was started to come through the curtains. It was getting towards winter and the mornings and nights were getting darker.

Jo stood up and went to open the curtains.

"What?" Suddenly the abruptly woken voice said from her bed.

She looked over and saw Ryan, rubbing his eyes, his hair was a mess.

She had moved into the apartment a few weeks back and she liked it. Definitely not nearly as big as the house she shared with Freddy, but she didn't have two incomes to pay for a nicer place.

Ryan, her son's best friend slowly sat up.

For the last month and a bit she had been sleeping with him or the personal trainer, also called Ryan, constantly. In her mind she differentiated them by their skin colour.

Personal trainer Ryan was "Black Ryan", Tom's friend Ryan was "White Ryan".

She knew how risky it was having such an affair with her son's friend, but Jo still worried that White Ryan would let slip to Tom about what happened. He never threatened or even hinted that he would, but Jo couldn't take the risk.

Plus, the sex was pretty good. Between them two, Claire and Jason, Jo was having sex very, very regularly.

She opened the window, put a cigarette into her mouth and lit it up.

"What time is it?" Ryan asked.

Jo looked over at his naked body, his young, muscular body and her eyes immediately got stuck on his cock that was already hard.

One of the perks of having a boy toy, he's always ready to go.

"8am, I'm heading into work today." She told him as she smoked out of the window.

She saw Ryan's eyes, after they had adjusted to being woken up, staring at her naked, slim, toned body.

Jo was no longer had the fat, jiggling body that she once had. Sure, she still had thick thighs, but they were toned.

A few weeks back, Claire got Jo to start going to get a fake tan, so her body was dark, which just made her seem slimmer somehow.

"Fair enough," Ryan said, practically drooling over Jo, "how long until you have to go?"

Jo knew she had to get to work, another person handed in their notice and she had a lot to catch up on. However, as the young stud stared at her, Jo couldn't help but get turned on.

"I have time." She said with a smile, then put the cigarette out and walked back to the bed.

She straddled her firm thighs either side of Ryan and grabbed hold of his hard cock. Lining it up with her pierced hole, Jo sat down and felt him fill her up.

"Oooh god, I'll never get tired of this." Ryan moaned and reached for Jo's big, heavy tits.

She slowly rose herself up and down on his cock, allowing her juices to spread over him before she properly started to ride the younger man.

"You love fucking me don't you?" Jo moaned as she bounced up and down on his cock.

"Oh yeah, you know I do!" Ryan moaned back as he played with her nipples and her nipple piercing.

"You like having this older woman's body riding you?" She moaned, then rested her hands on his chest for support.

"Fuck yeah!" Ryan moaned back, "you're so fucking hot!"

Jo loved it, hearing this younger man so in love with her body. She rode him faster and faster, taking his entire cock inside of her over and over again.

It didn't take too long for Jo to orgasm around his cock as she felt him cumming inside of her.

After that they both showered and went their separate ways.

Jo got into the office around 10am, much later than she intended.

She wore a tight, grey pencil skirt and a white blouse.

As she looked around her offices, it felt like a ghost town. So much of her staff had left, she really had started to worry about the company.

Sitting down at her desk in her office, she got a glimpse of herself in the reflection of the computer screen before it turned on.

Her slim face with a good jaw line, no hanging double chin. Thick, plump lips and blonde hair. That was who she had become, the old Joanne was well and truly gone.

The £1,000 she got for working as a whore was completely missed. No one noticed it and Jo all but forgot she illegally put it through the company.

She ended up staying in her office until 8pm that night, trying to do the job of the multiple people that had quit.

When she finally got home, she made a quick meal, had another cigarette then went to bed.

The next day she fucked Black Ryan in the gym storage room before her work out then went to the office.

For the next week she didn't hear anything from Claire or Jason, she wondered what they were up to.

Then, on a Wednesday, Jo went into her own office and was surprised to see Michelle sat on the sofa.

She quickly looked around the room, where's Claire and Jason?

"They're not here." Michelle said meekly.

I still can't believe what she has become, Jo felt sorry for Michelle. If Jo could've gotten pregnant by Jason, maybe their roles would be reversed.

"What are you doing here?" Jo asked.

Michelle was dressed a short skirt and a tight, white t-shirt. Jo assumed she had no underwear, just like herself.

"I am to... keep you busy for the next two hours." Michelle told her.

"What does that mean?" Jo asked, assuming she meant sexually.

Michelle quickly stood up, but her body language was of a weak, frail woman. Not the proud business woman that Jo first met.

"We're going to get some breakfast and a coffee." Michelle told her.

"Okay..." Jo replied, "Why?"

"I can't say," Michelle whispered, "Mistress says you will find out."

What do they have planned?

"Okay then," Jo said, knowing better than to argue with the wishes of her owners, "where do you want to go?"

"You decide." Michelle replied instantly, as though she was unable to make a decision anymore since Claire and Jason controlled her.

"Okay, let's go." Jo told her.

They got into Jo's car and went to a café not too far away. The entire drive was silent. Jo could see that inside, Michelle was still there, just locked away.

When they ordered some breakfast and sat down at a table Jo looked at the weak, broken Michelle and her heart ached for her.

"How are you holding up?" Jo asked.

"I'm fine." She whispered back.

The beautiful, young black woman, was most certainly not fine.

"Michelle..." Jo went to speak but Michelle cut her off.

"It's black slave." Michelle firmly told her.

I need to help her find a bit of herself again. When I spent just 1 week at their apartment I was broken, what must she be like inside?

"Michelle." Jo said firmly and reached over to grab her hand, "we are alone, you don't have to worry."

"No," Michelle whispered, but gripped onto Jo's hand, "They always know, they always punish me."

"Not right now," Jo told her, "It's just you and me."

Michelle looked like a tear was forming in her eye.

"I... I miss you." Michelle told her.

She really did want to be with me at one stage, that feels like so long ago now.

"I miss you too." Jo told her.

"They haven't been hurting you, have they?" Jo asked. She knew that Jason and Claire could be rough, but they never did any proper damage, but the way Michelle was, Jo didn't know what they had done.

"No," Michelle replied and Jo let out a sigh of relief, "they just use me for their pleasure, trying to breed me." Michelle paused for a moment, "I thought when they wanted to breed me then at least it would just be Jason I would have sex with, but he just lets his friends use my arse."

Poor Michelle.

"And are you, you know, pregnant?" Jo asked.

"I haven't done a test in a few weeks," Michelle whispered then look away ashamed, "but I'm late."

That's not a good sign.

"Michelle, it'll be okay." Jo told her and grabbed her hand tighter.

"How? I'm going to be pregnant and a slave." Michelle whispered out.

"You have me," Jo told her, "I will always be here for you."

Michelle actually let out a slight smile when she heard that, it's working, I'm getting through to her.

Jo could see some of the guards coming down in Michelle's eyes.

"I'm really sorry," Michelle told her, "Before I was their slave, I treated you badly, I didn't realise what it was like."

"Don't apologise," Jo replied, "You were always nice to me."

"I wish it could just be you and me." Michelle said, firmer.

Jo paused for a moment, she wanted to help Michelle, but she didn't want to give any false hope.

"Do they give you any time to yourself?" Jo asked.

"Yes, every now and again." Michelle told her.

"Well, whenever you're free, you come to my place. Just me and you, and you'll be safe." Jo said.

Michelle's eyes welled up more and a tear ran down her cheek.

"Thank you, Joanne." She said with a croak in her voice.

Joanne? Joanne doesn't exist anymore.

"Actually, I prefer Jo, now." She told the young, black woman.

"Fair enough." Michelle said with a little smile.

Their breakfast arrived and they both dug in. Jo had an avocado on toast, a breakfast the old Joanne wouldn't touch. A year ago, Jo would've ordered a full English, but now she watched her weight she wanted to stay healthy.

As they ate, Jo looked up at Michelle every now and again, she was still being so quiet and awkward.

"So," Jo started, wanting to help Michelle, "you won't believe what happened to me at the gym the other day."

Michelle looked up with a blank face, as though she forgot how to have fun.

"I was on the treadmill and I saw this guy checking me out," Jo said with a forced smile, "I smiled at him, but then I lost my footing and flew off the treadmill! Nearly whacked my head on the floor!"

Michelle let out a little half smile.

"Safe to say, he wasn't checking me out after that." Jo said with a laugh.

It went back to slight awkward silence, but Michelle would look up occasionally from her breakfast.

How can I help get her back out of her shell?

"One time," Michelle suddenly whispered and Jo's eyes lit up, "When I was at university, I was trying to flirt with this girl all night, I didn't even know if she was gay or not. Eventually I made my move and kissed her and I was very excited to have her kiss me back. That was until about 20 minutes later, we were making out and suddenly she moaned in my mouth, "oh, Dave."

Jo nearly spat out her food in a laugh and Michelle gave out a little high pitched giggle.

"Wait, he thought you were a guy?!" Jo laughed out.

"Seemed she was drunker than I realised," Michelle said with a laugh, "at least I hope, either that or I look like a man!"

Jo and Michelle sat laughing for a few seconds, smiling so hard it hurt.

"I think it's safe to say you don't look like a man." Jo said with a big grin.

"You didn't see me back at uni, with my short, spiky hair and no make up." Michelle said.

This is nice, maybe I can help her.

They sat and ate breakfast and had a coffee, for just over an hour, they seemed like two normal friends. Michelle always had a bit of an off look about her, but the more they spoke, the more relaxed she got.

Then, Michelle's phone buzzed.

"It's Mistress, we need to go back to your office." Michelle said.

"Do you know what they have planned?" Jo asked.

She was nervous, her company was already failing and didn't want to risk anything worse by having something done in the office.

"I..." Michelle stuttered, she seemed afraid, "I can't tell you, I'm sorry."

"I understand, don't worry." Jo told her.

She knew that she was Michelle's only friend left that she could trust, so she wasn't going to ruin that.

"And Jo," Michelle said as they stood up, "I'm sorry for telling them, about you trying to get free when you were tied up."

Jo let out a forced smile and touched Michelle's arm.

"It's not your fault, it's there's." She told the young girl.

"When we get back, with them," Michelle said, "I will have to do anything they tell me, I hope you understand."

"I do," Jo said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will never hold it against you."

With that and wanting to bring some form of joy into the young woman's life, Jo leant in and gave her a quick peck of a kiss.

Michelle let out a huge smile, not a half smile like normal, an actual happy smile.

They got back into Jo's car and went to the office.

As they walked through Jo could see the funny looks people gave to her.

They are probably wondering why Michelle is back.

When they got into Jo's office she saw Claire sat at her desk. Without saying a word, the two women stepped inside and Michelle locked the door.

"Slave, I hope you had a nice breakfast?" Claire asked with her feet on Jo's desk.

"Yes Mistress, it was very nice, thank you." Jo replied.

"I hope you're ready for some fun." Claire said with a wicked grin and stood up.

Jo then got confused, when Claire stood up she saw a green, thin rope that went all over her desk chair. It circled the arms and the back.

"I just don't want it to affect my work Mistress, I hope you understand." Jo said, trying to be as polite as possible.

"Don't worry, that's why the door is locked." Claire said and walked across the office floor, "black slave, undress the newly single whore."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle replied robotically.

Jo stood perfectly still and allowed Michelle to undress her completely.

It only took a few minutes for Jo to be stood there, completely naked in front of them both.

Her big tits hung, Michelle's eyes darted all over Jo's tattoos and piercings.

"Very nice," Claire said with a grin, "I must say, you are starting to look very, very hot."

"Thank you, Mistress." Jo replied. She was so used to hurtful abuse from her Mistress that she actually took the compliment well.

"Except your tits are hanging a little low, maybe we should get that fixed." Claire said and tapped a finger against her chin.

She can't mean that? I'm way too old for a boob job!

"Anyway, take a seat," Claire said and pointed at the desk chair, "I saw a porn video the other day and wanted to try it on you."

Jo didn't argue, she knew better than that. Silently she walked over and sat down on her office chair.

"Black slave," Claire barked out, "You know what to do."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle obediently said.

As Michelle reached Jo their eyes locked. Michelle had an apologising look about her, but Jo just smiled to calm her nerves.

With the loose rope, Michelle tied Jo's left forearm very tightly onto the arm of the chair. Then did the same with her right forearm. It was tight enough that Jo couldn't move at all. Her arms were very firmly fixed against it.

Then, Michelle grabbed some of the loose rope that went behind the back of the chair. With one length the brought it over Jo's left shoulder, crossed against her chest and then under her right breast. Then did the same on the other side and tied it up behind the back of the chair.

The rope was a cross against Jo's chest and it was so tight it dug into her skin, it also forced her tits up a little and made them look firm.

She then got a length of rope from the back again and ran it in front of Jo and across her stomach. With all the exercise and dieting, Jo as actually happy to see her now firm stomach holding the rope. Rather than a few months ago where her belly fat would've hidden it.

The office chair had 8 legs at the bottom that each had wheels on. Michelle forced Jo's left foot onto one and then tightly tied it up. Followed by the other foot.

After that, Michelle wrapped some rope around Jo's left thigh and tied it to the arm of the chair and did the same with the other.

Then, she stepped back.

Jo was completely locked in with her knees spread wide open. She attempted to move just to see if she could, but she couldn't move an inch of any of her body.

"Look at you, so helpless and stuck," Claire said with a chuckle, "and no arguing, you are getting to be a good slave."

"Thank you, Mistress." Jo told her.

Inside, Jo's mind was fighting. Part of her was afraid of what was to come, of risking something like this at work. While the other side made between her legs on fire with excitement.

"Black slave, get the mirror." Claire ordered.

What mirror?

Jo watched silently as Michelle went behind the sofa and pulled out a large, full length mirror. She then placed it to rest against the sofa. Without any further instructions Michelle then wheeled Jo over so she was in front of the mirror.

Jo looked at herself, tied up, naked and helpless. She looked at her toned, tanned body, her blond hair, her thick lips, all of her tattoos and piercings. In fact... she was getting turned on looking at herself like that.

"And the final piece." Claire then said with a happy tone.

She pulled out a black, ball gag from her pocket. Jo automatically opened her mouth and allowed her mistress to put the ball in then tie it behind her head.

"Hhhggg." Jo groaned into the gag.

She had worn a few gags now with her time with Claire and Jason, so this was nothing new to her. Her only worry was that she was at work and the few staff members she had left were just outside.

Her worry quickly disappeared when she felt Claire's smooth, warm hand grab onto both of her tits. Her thumbs lightly ran around her nipples that stiffened.

"Mmm you have become quiet a sexy slut, for an old woman," Claire said as she played with Jo's tits, "You should be thanking us for getting rid of your fat."

"Mffmmmff." Jo attempted to say thank you through the gag.

Each time Claire squeezed or flicked one of the nipples, Jo's pussy twitched with excitement.

I can't believe I'm in my office like this! A year ago this would never have even been a thought, but it's almost like I expect it now!

Claire kept playing with Jo's tits, which just turned her on more and more.

Then Claire suddenly leant forward and pressed her soft, wet tongue against Jo's cheek and licked up her face.

"Mmm, you dirty little slut," Claire moaned and licked her again, "Seeing the once high and mighty Joanne Hardy being a complete whore is one great sight."

"Mmmmff." Jo moaned into the gag.

Feeling her Mistress lick her face and neck as she played with her tits had Jo's pussy on fire.

"MMmmff!" Jo moaned in shock when one of Claire's fingers so easily pushed inside of her soaked cunt.

"That's it whore, moan for your Mistress." Claire whispered as she roughly finger fucked the helpless Jo.

Jo looked at herself in the mirror, her hot, toned body as a girl, young enough to be her daughter, fingered her.

"Mmmm." Jo moaned at the sight.

Michelle was stood at the side of the office watching, Jo occasionally glanced over to her and saw hunger in the younger girls eyes.

"Right then," Claire said and pulled her finger out of Jo, "Black slave, come lick this whore's cunt."

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle replied eagerly.

"You little dyke slut, this is a reward for you isn't it?" Claire laughed out.

"Yes, Mistress." Michelle said as she got onto her knees between Jo's spread legs.

Jo was letting out little pants and moans as she watched the beautiful, young black Michelle lean forward and press her tongue against Jo's pussy.

She could feel the two hoop piercings move as Michelle's tongue ran up and down.

"Mmmm." Jo moaned into the gag.

She just watched Michelle slowly and perfectly lick her pussy. Her soft, wet tongue ran all over her lips and occasionally flicked against Jo's clit.

"That is hot to watch," Claire said, "it really is a shame we never managed to knock you up, I would've loved to have seen those heavy tits get even bigger and filled with milk."

"Mmff!" Jo moaned in shock and pleasure.

What if they had gotten me pregnant? That would be even worse, wouldn't it?

"But I'm sure Michelle's perky, smaller tits will still look good when she's pregnant." Claire laughed out.

I guess she doesn't know that Michelle is late.

When Jo looked down, she saw Michelle look up at her, even through everything, she had a happy look in her eyes from being with Jo.

Her perfect tongue worked wonders on Jo who was finding it hard to keep her moans hidden. After a few minutes of Michelle licking her pussy, Jo felt a small amount of spit trickle past the gag and onto her chin.

"Enough!" Claire barked and Michelle instantly moved back.

Jo was breathing heavily from pure pleasure, her chest was heaving up and down as she eyed her young Mistress, wondering what was going to happen next.

Claire just kept smiling as she reached into her pocket and pulled out two nipple clamps.

Oh fuck, Jo tried to control herself and prepare for the pain.

Claire grabbed Jo's nipple that didn't have the black bunny piercing on and flicked her nipple sot it was rock hard.

"Here we go." Claire said and then let the clamp close around Jo's nipple.

"Mmmmffff!" Jo moaned out in pain.

Fuck that burns!!

Her nipple felt like it was on fire and she could feel it pulsing onto the clamp. Jo was breathing even heavier through her nose as stared at Claire. The pain forced a single tear from Jo's eyes.

Claire just laughed and then without any warning put the clamp onto Jo's other nipple.

"MMMMFFFF!!" Jo called out into the gag.

The pain had all of her hairs stand on edge as she breathed through burning.

Then, Claire shoved two fingers deep into Jo's soaked pussy and she let out a shocked moan.

"Mmmm!" Jo moaned as Claire finger fucked her.

The fingering was so hard that Jo's tits bounced slightly, causing the pain to never truly fade.

After a few minutes though her nipples felt slightly number and to her surprise, the pain actually added to her pleasure.

"Mmmm, mmm." Jo moaned as Claire slowed down on fingering her.

Claire stepped back and Jo saw herself in the mirror again, the nipple clamps stuck to her as her chest moved up and down with each breath.

Fuuuuck I'm so fucking horny! Jo thought as she looked at herself, This really is all I'm good for, just a whore!

"How is that feeling?" Claire asked.

"Mmff." Jo grunted back to her and Claire just laughed.

Claire then went into Jo's desk, although Jo didn't know what she was getting. Claire then returned with a curved sex toy of sorts.

With ease, Claire pushed the thicker part into Jo's soaked pussy and then the curved bit pressed against her throbbing clit. It felt rubbery, No it's too hard for rubber, maybe metal with a rubber casing?

Jo's drenched pussy clenched around the toy and when Claire moved, the toy stayed perfectly still.

It was a bright green toy and Jo could see it easily in her reflection. She looked like a completely, slutty mess, that's because I am one.

Suddenly, the toy started to vibrate both inside her pussy against her G-spot and the part touching her clit.

"MMMM!!" Jo moaned in surprise to the huge pleasure.

Then as quickly as it started, it turned off.

"Ha! It works!" Claire said with her phone in her hand, "I control it from this."

She pressed the screen on her phone and the vibrating started, then she pressed it again and it turned off.

Jo was breathing even heavier, her pussy was begging for attention and she just prayed that Claire would let her cum.

"Black slave, undress me." Claire ordered.

Without saying anything back, Michelle started to undress Claire until she was stood completely naked.

Jo took a minute to marvel at Claire's young, sexy body. She truly was a 10 out of 10, even if she was a psychopath that got off by ruining people's lives.

She then sat down on the sofa and spread her legs. Her tight, shaved, white pussy was there for Jo to stare at.

I have pleased that pussy so many times, too many to count. To think that was the first pussy I ever tasted, I can't believe I never tried it before.

Claire simply clicked her fingers and Michelle moved between her legs. Her face moved and Jo knew that Michelle was licking Claire's pussy.

"Mmm that's good." Claire moaned.

She pressed her phone and the toy inside Jo started to vibrate.

"Mmmm!" Jo moaned from the pleasure.

Jo watched her young Mistress getting pleased. Claire grabbed her own tits and started to squeeze her nipples.

"Oh yeah, that's it," Claire moaned, "Look at you, you pathetic whore."

"Mmmmf." Jo moaned again.

"Tied up in your own office, worthless slut just to be used." Claire moaned again.

Her words hurt Jo butat the same time turned her on even more.

Claire pressed her phone again and the vibrating increased and forced a louder moan out of Jo.

"Mmmmmffff!!" Jo howled into the gag.

Her legs started to tremble and shake as her pussy twitched around the toy. It was sending perfect vibrations to her G-spot and throbbing clit. More of her spit drooled around the gag and down her chin.

The pain of the nipple clamps forced more pleasure throughout her.

"Oh fuck... yes, eat my cunt you fucking black dyke!" Claire moaned.

Jo's eyes darted from watching her beautiful Mistress getting licked to then looking at herself in the mirror. Shaking and moaning like a whore.

"Mmmmm!" Jo moaned louder.

Then... knock, knock.

Oh fuck!

Claire shut off the vibration but Jo's breathing remained heavy.

Knock, knock again at the door.

"Joanne?" She heard her employee Sarah's voice ask behind the door, "are you free?"

"Fuck sake," Claire moaned and stood up, her perky tits slightly shook as she walked to Jo, "Shout out and tell her your busy."

Oh god, this is risky!

Jo nodded at Claire as she untied the gag. Once it left her mouth she stretched her jaw.

"Joanne?" Sarah called out again.

"Sorry," Jo shouted back, "I'm about to have a meeting."

"It's really important." Sarah said back.

"Urgh," Claire moaned, "This fucking bitch, get rid of her!"

Jo sighed, her body tried to move but the rope was to tight that she couldn't.

"I'm sorry Sarah but I can't right now, maybe later." Jo shouted out.

Sarah didn't reply, but she let out a little huff before they heard her walk away.

"Finally," Claire sighed, "If only she was a big a whore as you."

Claire then put the gag back into Jo's mouth and tied it behind her head.

"Mmmmm!!" Jo moaned as Claire turned the vibrating back on.

Claire went back to the sofa and Michelle returned to licking her pussy as the constant vibrating had Jo moaning.

Fuuuuucckk this feels so good! Jo moaned internally. Feeling herself so fucking horny and helpless to her Mistress, Jo felt the same as she did when she spent a week at their apartment. She felt like all she was worth was to be their slut.

"MMMMM!!" Jo moaned even louder when the vibration turned up even higher.

"That's it you little slut," Claire moaned, "You like this don't you?"

"Mmmmhmm!" Jo moaned back and nodded to her young Mistress.

The pleasure started to grow to much, Jo's body was shaking as she felt her orgasm growing and growing.

"Do you want to cum you whore?" Claire moaned and grabbed onto Michelle's head, pulling her deeper into her pussy.

"MMMMHHM!" Jo moaned and nodded furiously.

"Fuck... fuck... yes right there you little whore!" Claire moaned even louder, "Oh fuck...I'm gonna fucking cuuuuuumm!!!"

Jo watched in awe as Claire's body shook, her moaning grew animalistic as she pulled Michelle deeper inter her.

Jo's own orgasm was building and building, she breathed heavier through her nose and then, the vibrating stopped.

"Hmmmff?!" Jo grunted through the gag.

"Mmm oh yeah, that was what I needed." Claire said and stood up.

Jo kept panting through the gag as she watched Claire start to get dressed.

What is she doing?

"Right, I'll be back later," Claire said once she was fully dressed, "black slave, come on."

Jo watched in pure shock as Claire and Michelle left the office, opening the door as little as possible and then once it was shut, Jo heard it lock.

Oh my god, I'm stuck in here!

Jo started to panic. She was locked in her own office, completely tied up, gagged and helpless. She had no idea how long Claire would be gone, what if Sarah wanted to try and speak to her again?

It was hard to tell how much time had passed, whilst tied up and unable to move it felt very slowly. The toy inside of her drenched pussy constantly gave her some sense of pleasure, but what she really wanted was to cum.

As time went on, Jo kept looking at herself in the full length mirror.

Look at me, I'm a fucking whore! Literally, I have been a whore! But... I do look good.

Looking at herself in that state, Jo felt more and more helpless and more turned on.

Some hours had passed, it felt like forever and Jo jumped at every sound of someone coming near the door.

Then when she heard the office door start to unlock her nerves took over.

What if that's not Claire, what if one of my staff see me? This could go very badly!

As the door slowly creaked open, Jo was relieved but also surprised to see Jason walk in. He shut the door before anyone could see in and locked it.

"Well, this is a good sight," Jason said, "when Claire first thought of this I wasn't too fussed, but I must admit, I like it."

Jo watched the beautiful, big black man walk around the room. His eyes roamed over Jo's naked, tied up body.

As she looked at him, she couldn't help but think of Dwayne.

He did betray me, but I do miss him. Jo felt a connection with Dwayne that she hadn't felt in a long time. It was more than just sex with him, but Jo didn't think she could get over his betrayal.

Jason reached over and slightly twisted the clamp on Jo's nipple, forcing a little moan out of her. Her nipples had gone numb and she forgot about the clamps.

His hands left her nipples and Jo watched as he started to undo his jeans. In a matter of seconds, Jo was face to face with his big, black cock.

"Mmmm." Jo moaned as she felt him drag his hard cock around her face. She could feel his sticky precum spread around her face.

It was degrading, humiliating, but Jo's pussy was on fire.

"That's it whore, right where you belong." Jason whispered. His cock kept dragging around her smooth, soft, tanned face.

He reached back and untied her gag, once again Jo stretched her jaw once the ball was out. Before she could speak, Jason pushed his big, hard cock into her mouth.

"Mmmm." Jo automatically moaned and wrapped her thick, fake lips around his shaft.

Oh how Jo really does love to suck on a big, hard cock.

She couldn't move much in her position, but she dragged her tongue around the head of Jason's cock. He started to slowly thrust himself in and out of her mouth.

Jo went to bring her hands up and grab onto her Master's perfect cock but they were stuck by the ropes.

"You stupid whore," Jason laughed as he thrusted in and out of Jo's mouth, "You're so fucking pathetic."

"Mmmm." Jo moaned again, his words turned her on more as she did the best she could to please him with her tongue.

His hands ran through her blonde hair as his cock started to go deeper and deeper.

"Gllgg!" Jo gagged when his cock hit her throat, but Jason didn't stop.

Actually, he gripped her hair tighter and pushed his cock deeper.

"Gllg...gllg...gllg...glllg!" Jo gagged over and over, each thrust has his cock go deeper down her throat.

She did her best to keep her thick lips around his cock and before long his big, black balls slapped against her spit covered chin.

Her spit started to splash around her and down onto her tits as he fucked her face.

"That's it you fucking whore, take that black cock." Jason moaned.

He ruthlessly fucked her face over and over so Jo was covered in spit.

Then he pulled his cock out and started to slap it over her face. Spreading his precum and her spit all over her.

"You want my cum you dumb slut?" Jason shouted as he slapped Jo's face with his cock over and over.

His big, black cock was so fucking hard that each strike hurt Jo a little but she fucking loved it!

"Yes Master! I want your fucking cum!" Jo moaned.

Jason gripped her blonde hair and shoved his cock completely down her throat again.

"Gllllggggggg!!" Jo gagged as he held himself balls deep down her throat.

He furiously fucked her face over and over, Jo barely even gagged after a while but suddenly Jason pulled out.

"Oooohh yeah!" He roared and Jo was shocked when she felt his warm, thick cum land on her face.

Ohhhh fuuucckk!! Jo moaned in her head as shot after shot of thick cum started to cover her face.

She felt it hit her hair, over her eyes, down her nose and over her lips. After a few seconds Jo felt like her face was completely coated in his delicious cum. She even licked her lips and swallowed down some of his seed.

"You stupid slut." Jason laughed out.

He quickly put the gag back onto Jo and tied it behind her head.

She once again looked at herself in the mirror, her face and hair was covered in cum and her pussy was begging for attention.

When she looked back at Jason she saw him clearly taking photos of her on his phone.

It's not like he can blackmail me anymore with those, Jo thought, he just likes to humiliate me.

"Right, I'll see you soon." Jason said with a smile and then left.

What must everyone think in the office seeing these come and go? Jo pondered on that as she looked at herself in the mirror.

Again, for what felt like hours, Jo sat there, the smell of cum over her face that slowly dried until the door unlocked.

It had gone dark outside and Jo wondered what time it was, or if any of her staff had gone home.

Then Claire and Michelle came in with a plastic bag.

"Well, don't you look like a cum slut." Claire laughed.

Jo watched in silence as Michelle brought out a pink, long and thin candle from the bag and lit the end. Watching the lighter, Jo had a sudden urge for a cigarette.

Why do they have that candle? Jo thought.

But before she could think too much about it, the vibrating toy in her pussy started again and she let out a loud moan.

It wasn't enough to get Jo to cum, but enough to keep her desperate pussy fucking soaked.

After a minute or two, Claire grabbed the lit candle and smiled as she walked over to Jo.

"Now this is something I wanted to try." She whispered.

She held the candle over Jo's legs, she could feel the heat coming off of it which panicked her. Then, Claire tilted the candle and a single drop of hot, melted wax dripped onto her bare thigh.

"Mmmmm!" Jo moaned into the gag loudly as the molten hot liquid stuck to her.

She looked down and it dried quickly on her leg.

Then another drop fell down onto her other thigh.

"MMMM!" She called out into the gag.

Fuuuckk that's hot! She screamed in her head.

The vibrating toy got stronger and Jo's legs started to tremble.

The clamps on her nipples suddenly started to hurt again and another drop of hot wax hit her thigh.

"MMMMFFF!!" She cried out.

It was a strange feeling, a mix of massive pleasure from her pussy and the pain from the clamps and the wax.

All of which had her body on edge, she writhed and shook, moaning like a whore.

"Oh, you like that?" Claire laughed and tilted the candle again so more wax fell onto her.

"MMMMFGG!" Jo called out again.

Oh fuck! Oh fuck! It hurts! But it feels so good as well!

Claire dripped another couple of drops onto Jo, each one making her moan in pain and pleasure.

Then... SLAP!

"MMMMMFFF!!" Jo screamed out as Claire slapped one of her tits fucking hard! Making the clamp pierce into her more.

"Mffff.... Mffff!" Jo breathed heavily through the gag. Her body felt like it was going to explode.

Another drop of wax hit her, but this time on her chest.

"MMMFF!" Jo moaned out and the vibrating toy got stronger.

"Do you want to cum? You little whore?" Claire asked and another drop fell onto her right tit.

"MMMMMM!!" Jo moaned and nodded her head.

SLAP!

Claire slapped her other breast and Jo called out.

Suddenly, Claire's free hand gripped onto Jo's nose and held it closed. With the ball gag in Jo found it very, very hard to breath.

Another drop of wax hit her inner thigh and the vibration got stronger yet again.

"MMMMM!!" Jo screamed into the gag.

The pain, the pleasure, it was too much!

Claire held her nose shut and Jo felt herself start to run out of air.

"That's it whore, you want your Mistress to let you cum?" Claire whispered.

"Mmm!" Jo moaned and nodded her head.

As time went on, Jo really started to lose air.

Another drop of wax hit her and Jo's entire body tensed up.

"Mmmm!" Jo moaned, her orgasm grew closer and closer.

Claire turned the vibration to it's highest setting and watched Jo and writhe, desperate for air.

"You belong to me, I could do whatever I want to you right now." Claire whispered into Jo's ear.

SLAP! Another crashing hit against her tit followed by another drop of hot wax on her inner thigh.

Then... it hit her.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!" Jo screamed as loud as possible into gag.

She felt light headed, mixed with the pain her orgasm was fucking huge and her entire body shook on the chair.

"Yes you fucking whore!" Claire shouted.

She let go of Jo's nose but slapped her across her face.

"MMMMM!!" Jo screamed into the gag again as she breathed heavily.

Her orgasm crashed throughout her body, like wave after wave of intense, earth shattering pleasure.

Jo was completely at Claire's mercy and she knew it, something about being so helpless made her orgasm feel even greater.

Eventually though, the orgasm ended and Jo's breathing went back to normal. Claire took the wax away and laughed at Jo.

Looking down, Jo could see the cooled, pink wax all over her legs.

Oh god, that fucking hurt!

"Black slave, untie the whore then let's go." Claire ordered.

Jo was still catching her breath as Michelle completely untied her. There was marks left on her skin from the rope and Jo had to stretch her entire body after being left like that for so long.

"Right, I'll see you soon." Claire said.

Michelle gave Jo one last look, almost a smile before she left.

When Jo grabbed her phone she saw it was 8pm and was actually grateful, she knew no one would still be in the office.

She quickly got dressed, went back to her new apartment and showered. But, something wasn't quiet done for her.

Although she had cum, the constant all day teasing, Jo was still horny.

She grabbed her phone and called the personal trainer, Black Ryan.

"Jo, hey what's up?" He said when he answered it.

"What are you up to?" She asked.

Jo was looking at her naked self in the mirror as she spoke to him, desperate for a big hard cock.

"Not much, just finished work." He said, it sounded like he was getting into his car.

"Why don't you come round to mine? I need one of your special sessions." Jo said as seductive as she could.

"Are you sure? I've just finished a workout, I could do with a shower." He said back to her, but Jo was too horny.

"That's fine, get over here," She told him, "I need that big, black cock in me."

Ryan let out a laugh and said he would be straight over.

Jo had washed her hair since she got so much cum in it, but she assumed Ryan wouldn't care that it was still wet.

Less than thirty minutes later he was over and knocking on her door.

Jo pulled in the handsome, young black man and pressed her lips against his.

"Mmm!" She moaned into his mouth as they passionately made out.

"Oh yeah, I'm glad you called." He said as Jo started to undress him.

She was just in a towel, but she quickly let that fall. As she undressed Ryan she could feel the sweat from his body, and his bulging muscles.

Without a second thought, Jo got onto her knees and took his big, black cock into her mouth. Bobbing up and down on it like a whore.

"Oh yeah, you really did need it." He laughed out.

"Oh," Jo said between licks, "You have no idea."

She kept sucking his hard cock for a few minutes until it was nice and wet, and then she looked up at him.

"I want you to fuck me." She said bluntly.

Jo slowly walked over to the bed. She lay back and spread her thick legs, "now, get that big, black cock in me."

Ryan just smiled as he walked over to her. When he reached the bed, Jo let out a shocked moan when she felt his tongue press against her drenched pussy.

"Ooooh fuck!" She moaned.

"Just getting you ready." He said with a smirk.

Jo felt Ryan lift her legs higher and then his wet tongue pressed against her arsehole.

"Fuuuckk yes! Eat my arse!" Jo moaned.

Jo considered having him fuck her arse, which made her think back to when she did anal with Dwayne. But her pussy was desperate for a cock.

"Fuck me!" She moaned out.

Ryan lifted his body up until he kissed Jo passionately. She felt his cock easily slide into her whore cunt and she let out a loud moan.

"Yyeeeess! I fucking love your cock!" Jo moaned out.

She wrapped her thick, toned legs around the young black man and pulled him in deeper with every thrust.

"You're so fucking wet!" Ryan moaned out as he went balls deep over and over.

"That's because of you!" Jo moaned back to him.

At one stage, Ryan lifted Jo's legs onto his ankles so she was pretty much folded in half and fucked her even harder. He felt so fucking deep it was like he was in her stomach.

Over and over he fucked her and Jo loved every fucking second of it. With no guilt of cheating on Freddy, Jo just enjoyed the pleasure.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... I'm gonna cum!" Jo moaned as his perfect, black cock battered her pussy.

"Oh yeah, you want me to cum inside you again?" Ryan moaned back as his cock felt even deeper.

"Yes baby," Jo panted out and kissed him, "cum deep in my little whore cunt!"

Ryan never used abusive names on Jo, but she knew he found it hot when she did.

So she kept moaning and moaning until she felt her orgasm burst through her. At the same time, she felt her insides get coated with his hot, thick cum.

"FUUUCKK YEEESS!!" Jo screamed, "fucking cum in me!"

Both of them panted and moaned as they fucked throughout their orgasm.

"Fucking hell," Ryan finally said as he pulled out of her, letting his cum leak out of Jo's well used pussy, "I'm so glad you called."

"I'm glad you answered." Jo said with a smile and kissed him.

For a few minutes they slowly made out and held each other.

Ryan was nice, handsome and a great fuck, but Jo didn't feel any sort of emotional connection to him, not like Dwayne.

After ten minutes Ryan said that he needed to get home. So Jo kissed him goodbye and then lit up a cigarette to smoke out of the window.

She was nearly done with it when her phone started to ring.

"Hey sexy." She heard Tom's friend, White Ryan say when she answered.

"Hey." Jo replied, she felt tired after that day and wasn't in much of a conversation mood.

"Are you free for me to come round?" He asked.

"Now?" Jo asked, she felt pretty worn out after the day and after Black Ryan, plus she could still feel his cum leaking out of her.

"Well I was just having a catch up with Tom and it made me want to come see you." White Ryan said to her.

Is that a threat? I never can tell with him.

Not wanting to risk it, Jo told him to come over.

As soon as he was through the door they were both passionately making out.

I really have become a slut, call one guy to come fuck me. As soon as he's gone I have another guy here.

Jo found herself getting turned on by her own slutty actions.

She then sunk herself to her knees. Pretty much in the exact same position she was in less than an hour ago with Black Ryan. Jo started to suck this Ryan's cock and had him moaning in no time.

Although, Jo knew her pussy was still filled with cum and she didn't want this Ryan to get upset and risk telling Tom her secret.

So, she looked up at him, past his white, hard, spit covered cock.

"I want you to fuck my arse." She told him.

"What? Really?!" Ryan said with a huge grin.

Jo hadn't done anal yet with this Ryan so she wasn't surprised by his reaction.

"Oh yeah," Jo said, and for the second time that night she walked to her bed, lay down and spread her legs for a man, "get that big, hard cock in my arsehole."

"Fine by me!" Ryan replied.

He pretty much ran to the bed, his eyes stared at her with hunger.

Jo almost let out a scream of shock when without any time to react, White Ryan's head went down and she felt his tongue press against her freshly fucked pussy.

"Mmmm!" Ryan moaned out.

Ooooohhhh fuuuucckkk!! Jo moaned in her head, Please don't taste the load of cum that's in my cunt!

Something about how nasty it was having this young man, unknowingly lick her cum filled pussy had Jo's body on fire.

Ryan mustn't have been able to tell as he hungrily at her pussy. His tongue ran all over her, up and down her lips and around her swollen clit.

Jo was moaning like a whore, loving what a filthy, depraved slut she had become.

"Get that fucking cock in my arsehole!" Jo finally moaned, not wanting to push her luck.

Ryan sat up, lifted Jo's legs into the air and easily pushed his cock into her tight arsehole. Ryan had a good sized cock, but Jo has had much bigger in that hole.

"Fuuuck! I can't believe I'm fucking your arse!" Ryan moaned out.

The rim of Jo's arsehole clenched around his white cock as he fucked her good and hard. She actually fucking loved it. Having a young, handsome man love fucking her so much made Jo moan like a whore.

Over and over he fucked her arsehole. Until he flipped her over and fucked her from behind. His cock fired in and out of her tight arsehole and Jo fucking loved it.

"Yes! Fuck my whore arse!" Jo moaned out.

She clenched her tight little hole around his cock and Ryan let out a loud moan.

"Oh fuck... I'm about to cum!" He warned.

Jo smiled to herself and clenched her arsehole again.

"Fucking cum in my arsehole! Fill me up like the dirty whore I am!" She moaned to him.

"Oooooh fuuuucckk!!!" Ryan roared out and Jo felt her second hole getting filled with warm, sticky cum.

She constantly tensed her arse around his cock, milking every last drop of cum from the young man until they both collapsed onto the bed and panted for air.

So, I've had Jason fuck my mouth and cum over my face. Black Ryan fuck my cunt and fill that hole with cum, and now White Ryan fuck my arse and fill that hole with cum.

Jo smiled to herself as she felt the cum leak out of her arsehole.

Other than Jason, I actually wanted it. Fucking hell, I really am a whore.

Ryan decided to stay the night, although Jo wasn't much in a cuddling mood. They both lay back and closed their eyes.

Jo's body was well spent after that day and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

She was abruptly woken up to a loud buzzer coming from the front door.

Who's that? What time is it?

Jo looked to her side and saw that the buzzer had woken Ryan up as well, although he just had a smile on his face as he stared at her naked body. Jo looked down and saw he was hard yet again. Which made Jo's pussy twitch.

"You want to fuck my arse again don't you?" She said with a smile.

"Oh yeah, definitely." He said and then leant over to kiss her.

As they made out the buzzer at her front door went again.

"Let me get that first." She said.

Jo clicked on her phone and saw it was only 7am. Then she walked over and pressed the button on the buzzer.

"Yes, who is it?" She asked.

"It's Freddy." Was the reply and Jo's heart sank.

She looked over and saw their son's best friend lubing up his cock, getting ready to fuck her arsehole. Then she looked back at the buzzer.

"Can you let me up please?" Freddy voice asked.

Fuck my life.