Consent & Trust

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.

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consent & trust

'My place, dinner, drinks and date rape...' Text had been sent. Jake had known Traci for over six years. Traci started in account receivables at the industrial product factory soon after her marriage had been annulled.

Various and expensive fertility doctors had failed, her husband would never get his inheritance if he didn't produce offspring. Out with the dishwater as the old saying goes...

Jake was the number one salesman, a career of overcoming objections and never letting a 'No' stand in his way. Also master of the rule book. Cute red head was safe behind the 'No Fraternization' policy, still they became friends.

Occasional lunches, his mentorship as Traci began rising in the ranks. Soon a deep personal relationship as they bonded. Still strictly professional Traci commiserated with Jake over his fiancé moving to a new city and career opportunities.

Traci losing faith in her religious upbringing, tales and travails of her single life. His kindness and support as she went back to school. Not a virgin by any standard but still wore 'Prude' as a badge of honor.

This was the day, her last day at the factory. Newly minted Certified Public Accountant diploma had earned her a career with another company. "Dinner and drinks is a big yes." Twinkle in her blues eyes, "No on the date rape you nasty man..."

Traci loved tearing apart his expense reports, 'NO! Dinner dates don't count!' She knew he didn't lack in female companionships. "I've never been to your house, I'll follow you home." Today she was especially attractive in her pencil skirt, silk blouse and matching jacket.

Secretly her breasts were about to explode in her new Victoria Secrets bra and panty set. Four years of longing and anticipation, he noticed the way her thighs were tightening and grinding. "I may not take 'No' for an answer.." Both his hands in his pockets.

She loved that his eyes weren't focused on the last box of personal belongings that was pressed to her chest. "Carry this out for me?" Finally his eyes rose, her covered breasts, lip gloss that she never wore in the office.

Traci was elated at him loosening his tie, forgetting his jacket hanging by the office door. Deep regrets that her last chance for him to take her over his desk were slipping away. Wobbling on the high heels she never wore towards the elevator.

Overt glances of her former co-workers giving her butterflies in her stomach. Many of them had confided that it would be worth losing their jobs for a chance at the handsome man. "Going down!" Traci loudly proclaimed, heard him catch his breath and the stifled giggles behind him.

All those romance novels she had read, the vixen that had men falling to their knees, for the first time in her life she felt sexy. Jake hopping from his vintage sports-car so he could open the door of her Toyota, always awkward getting out of a car with a skirt. Traci cooed, "Always a gentleman." Smoothing her skirt, first time he ever saw her gym toned thighs, might of glimpsed the black lace too.

"Fuck you are gorgeous!" Lips meeting for a tentative first kiss, neither of them could wait any longer, "I'm not always a gentleman." Searing embrace almost knocking her over the fender, tongues probing and tangling, collecting themselves as the housewife next door stares at them.

"I'm fucking hungry!" Eyes wide open in surprise, laughing at herself using such brazen words, "You said you would cook me dinner!" Neighbors screen door slammed, Traci could see the curtains crack open for a peek.

"Elizebeth flirts with me all the time, even her husband laughs about it." Front door opened to a stylish and well kept home. Large L shaped couch, several chairs and the big screen TV on the wall. "Gin and Tonic?"

It was a dance of tension and approach as he prepared a simple salad with a quick broiled halibut dinner. Small talk about her new career. Laughing about the rumors that he would face when he returns to the office on Monday. "Don't do that.."

All through dinner she had slowly been releasing blouse buttons, black lace bra peeking in her cleavage. "See if any movies are on." Traci was flashing thru the cable guide as Jake picked up the dishes.

"My favorite movie." With the last splashes of white wine gone she settled in the corner of the couch. "Can I have another gin and tonic, make it stronger this time." Feet tucked under, her skirt scrunched halfway up her thighs, movie of their lives was about to start.

Sweet and tender kisses, moans reverberating as he kissed down her neck, her chest, "Please.." She moved his hand to cup her covered breast.

Slowly and surely buttons and tops were removed, lips on the edges of the black lace bra she released the front clasp. "Oh yes.." Nipples where diamond hard between his lips.

Sexy scene on the screen, "Do you like lacy stockings like that?" Forcing Jake to look at the screen. "Oh yes.." Traci moaned. His fingertips would be above the stocking if she was wearing them. "Yesss.." When his touch found the soaking lace of her panties.

"Tell me." Jakes breath in her ear sent a shudder through her body, rippled her to the core. His index finger slipping under the gusset, knuckle splitting her vulva, thumb swirling her covered clitoris.

"In me.." Spastic hands ripping at his slacks, lump in pocket has been intriguing her all night. One finger pressing past her folds, pinching her bone, front wall of her inner depths quivered in delight.

"So tight.." Jake's next words were stolen with a gasping kiss. Wedging a second finger her hips gave a rhythmic approval, forcing his fingers deeper.

"Sinful when I touch myself like that." Traci pushed his head down to suckle her engorged areola, "Brings out the devil in me.." Sudden gush and her inner demons shook her whole body.

"Sorry I made such a mess." Truly embarrassed, skirt up to her hips, black lace panties stretched to the side exposing her glistening labia. Jakes tender kisses trailing down her heaving tummy, "No.."

Jake had found the clasp and zipper of her skirt. Adding kisses as he tugged the material lower, tracing the top hem of her panties, "No one has ever kissed me down there.." Jake chuckled at the revelation slipping her panties past her bubble butt.

"No one has ever eaten your sweet little peach?" Jake inhaled her soaked panties finally removed past her ankles, kisses creeping up to his destination.

"It's dirty.." Traci mumbled pushing him away with her foot. Her eyes were doing a cartoonish circus trick, exposing himself, seeing his penis in full for the first time.

Pink shaft pointing to the ceiling with a purple kings crown. Waving to her as he struggles his pants away, on his knees in front of her both of them completely naked for the first time. "Make love to me..." Traci softly begging, "In your bed..please."

Traci was mesmerized as Jake stood, taking both her hands rising her from the couch. "Your tits are perfect melons, sweet had juicy." Jake walking backwards, he knew the way. "Your waist and belly are perfectly fit." Down the hallway, she didn't know where she was going, in a trace.

"Your hips sway with a sensual seduction." Her eyes never wavered from his cock not noticing how he had turned down the sheets as a sexy invitation. "Your pussy is dripping with need.."

Jake was perplexed when Traci laid herself on the bed, hands at her side, legs spread wide as if she was doing her womanly duty. Totally submissive ready to accept his seed. "Please be gentle..I don't think it will fit."

Last thing Jake wanted was some scene from a handmaids tale, positioning himself over her lowering down for a kiss she turned her head. Jake asked with a bit of anger, "Do you trust me?" Their whole friendship was built on trust.

Silence, her eyes flickered with some unanswered question.

"Touch my dick." Jake was in real danger of going soft, nervously she reached out, "You put it in.." He bit his tongue keeping himself from calling her a bitch. Traci's fist gripping his manhood, fingertips barely contain the thickness.

Wiping the tip up and down her vulva finding the opening she pulled slightly. Jake demanded, "More.." Impossibly tight with the crown piercing her, Jake's mind was wandering back to deflowering a virgin years ago.

How cruel he had been, shoving past the barrier, her tears. Jake shoved a couple inches deeper, Traci sucking in a breath holding him from going any further, Jake almost ejaculated. "How many men have you been with?" All those years it was a question he had never asked. Tenderly, forcing her to look into his eyes, "Tell me please.."

"Two." Traci nearly choked at the admission. Jake brushed his lips across hers, just like their first kiss. Rocking his hips slightly she returned the kiss with a bit of tongue. Lost in the next passionate kiss her grip relaxed feeling how much manmeat was still outside her vagina.

Jake retreating then reentering her pussy several times, kissing down her neck to her breasts, Traci's hips began meeting his plunges. Her fingers either scissoring his dick or swirling her nubbin. "Take me.."

Traci dug her fingernails into his ass forcing him to bash her cervix and grind their pelvic bones together in a deep grinding orgasm. Bliss Traci had never felt before, her screams smothered by his kiss. His seed drowning her womb sent her on another breathless journey around the world.

Sometime during the night she woke him for another round, "I'm cold, will you be my blanket?" It was more spectacular than the first time.

Near sunrise Traci was feeling sexy, one of the characters from her romance novels, "Wake up brute! Give me your fat fucking dick!" Rolling him over on top of her she had to stroke him for a bit, she was learning about morning wood quickly.

Laughing he rolled her on top, "Ride'm cowboy!" Traci was insatiable, swivel hips hitting spots inside building towards the next blowout when Jake spanked her ass hard.

"Fuckin Yeah!" Traci yelled, words she would never use. Several more spanks and she collapsed in an exhausted squirting mess. Jake carried her to his walk in luxury shower.

"God this is embarrassing, could you leave me alone for a few minutes so I can pee?" En-suite rivaled any Better Homes and Gardens remodel.

"Sure, I'll use the guest bathroom this time.." Jake saw her blush at his statement, Traci pondered about letting him see such an intimate act. "Nice ass!" Traci yelled as he was walking away.

"You don't need to do that." Jake reappeared as Traci was reaching for the toilet roll. "We're going to take a shower together."

"But..but it is so dirty back there." Jakes heart melted at her cuteness. He knows how hard she worked for her degree, earned her way nearly to the top of the accounting department.

"Hop in the shower." Jake was gathering some shaving supplies.

"Don't shave I like the stubble." Traci had figured out the various nozzles and temperature controls, she likes hot showers.

"Not for me, you.." Jake laughed a little seeing her react. Traci was desperately hoping she could get her butt crack clean before he noticed. Implications of him shaving her most intimate areas and getting caught with her hand up her butt she froze. 'His dick is getting hard!' She thought.

"Fuck you don't know how gorgeous you are!" Jake was fighting the urge to fuck her up against the tiled wall.

"Let me take care of that for you." Traci had the body wash and her hands on his dick before he could set the supplies down. Two hands twisting and turning, strong fingers stroking up while her palm did something to the mushroom head that was simply amazing.

"I'm good at hand jobs." Traci beaming her smile. "That's how I stayed out of trouble, beating the boys off! Get it?"

She thought his expression was confused explaining further, "When I had dates I would give them hand jobs." Jake was going to blow any second.

"Sometimes I had to show them my boobs! Wouldn't let'em touch though!" Traci did something to his nuts that sent him over the moon. "Get it? I've been beating the boys off for years, dinner, a movie and a hand job!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Jake's knees were getting weak. Shaving supplies clattered to the floor so he could hug and kiss her under the shower spray.

"I've been saving myself for you.." She whispered in his ear. Cute and innocent had become a woman over the past few hours. Jake's instant hot water heater was getting a workout.

Pointing to the small ledge, "Sit right there." Jake commanded. Traci felt humiliated with Jake on his knees spreading her legs apart, snip, snip, as the hairs dropped to the floor. 'He's staring at my'..words wouldn't come to her mind...cunt.

Traci's hips jerked on their own,"Careful don't move.." Was it him ordering her around or the shaving cream disappearing with the scratching of the razor blade. More shaving cream over her little butthole, 'why is my pussy juice leaking so much? Is he going to call me bad names?'

"Don't move! Hold your legs open!" Jake using the hand wand to rinse her clean.


"Can't help! " disjointed words, "Feels so fucking good!" Traci's roommate had told her how to use the water spray. "Fuucck!" His lips around her button, 'why do I keep using that word?'

Jake moaned, "Tastes so good.." Is that my pee he's drinking? 'No don't put your tongue on my asshole!' Seeing stars like never before Traci wanted more.

"Did I pass out?" Traci opened her eyes. Jake has, dare I say it, a shit eating grin! "Fuck me, fuck me, right now, fuck me!" Traci is losing her mind.

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"Tell me about losing your virginity?" Jake knows about Traci's arranged marriage and annulment based on her inability to get pregnant. Heartfelt conversations they have had over the years.

"He had a huge cock!" Traci laughing, picking up the dishes from our brunch wearing nothing but high heels, "My new boss bent me over his desk and ripped my virtue away!" Traci put both hands on the edge of the sink pushing her perfect ass back until she was bent ninety.

"It hurt at first, so deep I thought my heart would burst!" Laughing over her shoulder making up a story. Jake couldn't resist her long sinewy legs, "When it was over I wanted to do it again and again..."

'Don't ever let this sexy woman out of your sight!' Jake thought, he also thought it was crazy how she could give him unlimited hard boners. Waistband of his gym shorts snapped under his balls, waste of time to pull them all the way down, plunged his sword to the hilt.

"Ugh..harder." Traci yelped between gritted teeth. Swiveling her hips, pushing back, she hoped he was leaving finger marks on her hips. Jake was pounding her so hard her shaking legs were coming off the floor.

"Slut!" The words slipped from Jake's lips, he didn't mean to say that. One of his hands slipped to her nubbin and Traci exploded. Supercharged Jake couldn't stop until he had given her everything.

"I'm your bitch!" Traci's yell echoed past the open kitchen window. Jake could see his neighbor Elizabeth in her kitchen window. Biting her lower lip in ecstasy, pawing her breasts over her milf apron, elbow thrashing connected to the hand he couldn't see under the counter.

"Look!" Jake fisted Traci's red hair pulling her dangling head up so the two woman could see into each other eyes. Too much for Jake, spewing everything and anything deep in Traci's gushing volcano. Collapsing on the floor out of sight both in a smoldering heap.

Collecting their wits, "She saw us fucking." Traci whispered. Jake started laughing out loud, he heard Elisabeth's kitchen window slam shut. "She could see my tits bouncing.." Getting untangled crawling to the front room. "I liked it..am I a pervert?"

"You are the sexiest woman on the planet..I'm in.." Jake caught himself just in time before that word could be uttered. "Tell me all your secrets I'll tell you mine.." Cuddled on the couch, gin and tonics on a Saturday afternoon.

It was hard for Traci to confess the deep dark secrets of her wedding night. Mother's teachings how Traci would be a receptacle, her body was only for creating babies. Her duty to produce at least one male offspring.

The indignities she had to face spread out on the martial bed while the cult leader father in-law inspected her hymen, virginity confirmed before consummating the marriage.

Traci recalled how his penis was not much longer than her finger, how he hovered above her lining up his little dick before stabbing her womanhood with one vicious thrust. It only took a minute before he was in the closed bathroom cleaning himself.

Traci had told him earlier about her marriage, months of taking his deposit morning, noon and night, rarely took more than five minutes from her busy day of cooking and cleaning. Doctors appointments and getting kicked out of the religious cult.

Finding herself on the street with no job. Starting at the factory becoming a strong independent woman all on her own, a toughness she carries with her to this day. Getting an education, she was smarter than most.

Laughing about her first boyfriend, "He was a little dick too!" Told him the story about her boyfriend, calling her a dead fish, wanting her to get fucked by his friends and like it for once. "He told me that he loved me..."

Traci kicked him in the nuts, that's when she started taking karate classes. Still goes two or three times a week to stay in shape and limber.

"Can we order in for dinner? That Thai place? Hot and Spicy?" Jake could never refuse his cute and innocent friend. The sexy adventurous woman now had her fingers wrapped around his heart.

"Only if you'll be my girlfriend forever and ever!" Even her giggle give Jake a hard-on.

Traci is a classic bombshell and fun to be around too! Wearing one of his white office shirts with one button attached at her belly button, she topped it off with her high heels. "You're a fucking prick tease!" Jake laughed.

"Keep talking like that and all you'll get is a hand job buddy!" Delivery driver doesn't know what's waiting for him behind the door.

Teenager was shell shocked! Did she know when she put her hands on her hips it exposed her dripping snatch? Poor guy was about to fall over, "Oh I forgot your tip!" Traci flashed him one boob before slamming the door in his face.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! That makes me hot!" Traci straddled Jake on the couch, her hands doing wonders till she could slot him home, "You like that? Showing me off to strangers.." Traci was a madwoman fucking Jake into the couch.

"Dirty cock teaser!" Jake slapped her ass, "Fucking Slut!" His hands raining down on her buns, Jake could barely hold on to the demon possessed. Pinching and biting her nipples she became the devil incarnate.

"Dinner is getting cold." Jake is worn out. Microwaving the food, getting more drinks. Traci is sprawled on the couch sexier than any delight in a pinup magazine.

Disappointed his cock isn't standing up for her, "Now that I don't work at the factory can you tell me why Betty-jean got to keep her job and the guy she was sucking in the break room got fired?"

"Because she is a single mom with two teenagers at home," Jake was happy to spill on the rumors, "She's on probation for six months, got down on her knees and begged if you know what I mean."

"So she's sucking cock to keep her job?" Traci gave his limp dick a little squeeze.

"Almost the whole top floor." Jake laughed.

"Your office is up there, is she a good cocksucker?" Traci said with a devious grin.

"Don't know.." Jake was about to make a confession, "Something you should know, when they wouldn't change the fraternization rule for me I vetoed the promotion they were going to offer you.."