The Client Pt. 04

The Client

Part Four

(The story of a man who went to a lawyer for help, told by the attorney and the principles)

They both discover a new world of possibilities

Sean's Account of his morning

I split up with my sex slut of a wife at the station to catch our perspective trains to get to our offices. My day was to be full of anticipation and desperation to make sure I not only handed off my cases to others, but making sure they understand the nuances of each, but that wasn't the only thing on my mind. I was full of sexual tension and anticipation; let me explain why.

Our office was always full of sexual innuendo and blatant flirting, mostly because each of us knew our jobs would be on the line if we took it any further, but now I didn't have that worry, and I figured just a quick fuck wouldn't hurt anyone, and Pats would never find out, so why not take advantage of any opportunities. One of those opportunities was a woman named Arlene, who constantly dared me to indulge in obscene acts with her. Today she was going to get a surprise like no other.

She was wearing a suit with skirt down to her knees which was pretty much her style, but that wouldn't deter me, not anymore. She had huge "DD" tits and would always have her jacket on the back of her chair to make sure everyone knew about them. Today she was wearing a button-down sheer blouse, designed to display her small black bra straining to keep those girls harnessed in place, and with her three top buttons undone, she was showing as much as she could without starting trouble with management. She was going to be a conquest that I took as a win before I left this job.

She was walking down the hall towards a maintenance room when I pushed her in and pinned her up against the electrical boxes on the wall. Surprised she quickly recovered with her snappy comebacks and flirting.

"Well big man, I've been waiting years for you to do this. What are you going to do now, run back to wifey?"

"You would love that wouldn't you bitch, being able to tell everyone you scared me back to my wife, well I got a different plan for you."

"Oh yeah, going to get so excited you cum before you ever get into my pussy?"

"Women like you don't have pussy's, you just have cunts there for any man to use anytime he wants."

"Oh, so I'm just a worthless whore then?"

"You said it bitch."

"Well then, show me how you treat a whore."

I reached around her to unzip and unbutton her skirt on the side, then let it drop to the floor. I quickly undid the rest of her buttons on her blouse as well, pulling it open to completely show her bra and cleavage, then pulling it off her body.

"Step out of that skirt whore."

"Oh, taking charge, are you? What got into you? Now that you're going to working at a high-end law firm you think you can force me to be your whore?"

I span her around and pushed her tits tight against the breaker now in front of her.

"Cunts like you don't need to be forced into being whores, you're born that way. Now what did I tell you bitch?"

She stepped out of her skirt one leg at a time, and I pushed it behind me with my foot, then I saw a box cutter on the shelf next to me. I turned her back around and ordered her to take off her bra.

"Get the bra off whore."

"Now wait, I can fuck with my bra on. Aren't you taking this a little too far?"

I reached for the box cutter and cut her panties off at each hip and yanked them from between her legs.

"Should I remove it cunt?"

"No, no...I'll take it off."

She did remove her bra standing naked in front of me with those huge tits just dangling there, and of course I grabbed her nipples and started rolling and pinching them until I saw the grimace on her face.

"You walk around teasing Men with these things every day. Is this what you want men to do to them, pinch and pull at them until they're black and blue?"

"I want you to fuck me big man, just fuck me."

I grabbed her by the back of her hair and drug her over to a table which I bent her over at the waist.

"You want to be fucked you whore, then a fucking is what you'll get. Put your elbows on that table, spread your heels as far as they will go, and push that ass out.""

I wasn't gentle in the least about entering her cunt, after all she is just a whore and nothing more. I rammed my cock knot her bottoming out on the first stroke.

"Easy boy, you don't have to ruin it."

"Shut up whore, that thing is already ruined. It took my cock dry without any resistance, so it's already stretched out."

I kept pounding her loose cunt with full strokes that threatened to push her over the table with each thrust and just like a true whore she was building her orgasm.

"Oh, fuck, Jesus, fuck my cunt you bastard."

I kept thrusting in and out sending her over the edge and across the pint of no return. She was grabbing into the table edge to keep herself in place while huffing each breathe and enjoying the brutal fucking she was getting.

"Of god, oh yeah, make me cum mother-fucker."

"Then cum in my cock like a good whore would."

"Oh fuck, oh yes, I'm Cumming."

She started her orgasm thrashing about the table while I held onto those tits with a tight finger grip around each nipple which caused me to pull on her tits to hold her in place. While she was bucking and heaving for air, I pulled out my cock covered in her cum, spread her cheeks and lined it up behind her asshole.

"Oh, no, not, I'm a VIRRRRRRR-GINNNNNNN."

"Well, you can't say that anymore, can you slut."

I hit my full length on my first stroke opening her up for what was to come. I withdrew leaving just the head in her ass and forcefully drove it back into her now used brown hole.

"Please, take it easy, it hurts so much."

"Shut up bitch, a whore like you should already know how to take it in all holes. You just stay there and take it like you should."

"Ple, ple, please...it hurts so much."

With her pleas I couldn't hold back and shot a huge load up into her bowels, spurt after spurt as she lay there whimpering. I pulled out and moved her off the table onto the floor and positioned my cock just outside her lips, but she turned her head to refuse me entry, so I grabbed her skirt and wiped my cum and hers on the front of it and threw it to the ground. With her sitting there, legs spread, slumped back against the table I just fucked her over, I noticed some blood trickling from her tits and areolas from my finger nails, so I got out my phone and took a few pictures.

"What are you going to do with them?"

"Send them to your husband of course you nasty whore."

"No Pease, you can't do that."

"These are special pictures, blood coming from your tits and my cum running from your asshole. How could I deprive him of seeing you at your best."

"Please, I'll do anything, just don't send them to him, please?"

"If you don't want them sent, then you're going to be my whore anytime I want, anywhere I want, and for as long as I want. Do you understand me?"

"Fine, you win. I'll be a whore."

"Bitch, you were a whore long before I ever met you, you'll just he my whore now."

"I hate you mother-fucker."

"Maybe, but you love my cock inside your cunt, don't you?"

I straightened myself up and walked out of the room, leaving her there to try to put herself back together and try to look somewhat normal. I was happy just having out her in her place. She wasn't going to be leading me on and teasing me with those tits any longer.

I saw her in the hall about an hour later and hurried to catch up to her. I stepped im front of her to force her to stop walking.

"Your walking a little funny there Arlene, is there anything wrong?"

"No, nothing wrong."

"And you have a stain in the back of your skirt as well? I guess you sat down and my cum leaked out of your ass. A good whore would know how to clean herself so that wouldn't happen."

I could see the anger in her eyes from my ridiculing her, but she mustered the strength to smile and answer me.

"It's just the life and problems of a whore."

"Yes, I guess it is a unique problem to your kind."

"Yes, it is sir."

"Well, practice makes perfect. Besides it will let everyone know you're not just a teasing cunt, but you're a full-on whore as well."

"Yes, I guess they will know for sure looking at me."

"I'll see you later bitch."

I went back to my office to write summaries on some of the cases I was handing off to mothers when one of the office girls came in to talk to me.

"Excuse me, do you have a moment?"

"Yes Carrie, what's on your mind?"

"Can I close the door?"

"If you feel it should be yes, go ahead."

Now let me describe Carrie to you. Five foot three, couldn't be one hundred and ten pounds soaked and wet, very nice "B" cup tits, blonde hair, wonderful ass, and legs to die for. I've wanted to fuck this woman for as long as I've known her, and this might be my chance.

"OK, if I'm out of line, please tell me and I'll go away."

"Well, I'll help you out of I can, go ahead and tell me what you want to discuss."

"Well Sean, me and the other girls had always hoped you were the man who could take down Arlene."

"What do you mean take down Arlene?"

"Come on, you know she gets what she wants by wiggling and showing of those tits of hers."

"Yes, I have noticed."

"Well, someone put her in her place."

"What do you mean?"

"Have you seen the way she's walking?"

"Yes, maybe she sprained something?"

"At the same time, she has cum on her skirt front and back?"

"So, what are you assuming Carrie?"

"I'm surmising someone gave her a good fucking, a fucking she deserved."

"You are? Let me ask you a personal question in return?"

"Sure Sean, anything."

"If there was someone man enough to let's say force her over a table and use her like a whore, why wouldn't that person want to be fucking you? You're much prettier, a hell of a lot sexier, and a whole bunch more pleasant than Arlene is?"

"If there was a man like that in this office, and he were willing to humiliate Arlene, I would give him any part of my body he wanted...Any part."

"Is that just a woman who wants the dirt on another, or is that a serious promise?"

She stood and slipped her dress off over her head and posed for me in panties and bra.

"Does this look like I'm not serious?"

"Well, it certainly looks serious to me. Put your dress on Temporarily and sit down.

"Oh, I like them sound of Temporarily."

She put it in and sat with her dress high enough that panties on full display to me, and I picked up my office phone.

"Arlene, come in my office please...no right now bitch."

I hung up the phone and looked to see Carrie rubbing her pussy through her panties. I decided to see how real this was going to be.

"Get those panties off before she gets here. If you're going to tease me by stroking your pussy, you're going to do it without panty's."

She quickly stripped them off and threw them in my desk, then positioned her dress so I could see all the way up it. Arlene knocked on the door and I told her to come in and close the door behind her.

"Arlene, do you know Carrie?"

"Yes, I know her."

"It sounds like you don't like her, is that true."

"Little miss perfect, who couldn't like her?"

"What do you mean by that Arlene?"

"Just look at her, perfect legs and ass, perfect tits to match, walking around looking like the perfect girl next door? What's not to like?"

"She's also got a perfect looking pussy, all manicured and all."

"So, now she's out flashing her pussy all over the place?"

"No, just to me Arlene. Now listen to me, you remember our conversation earlier?"

"Yes, I remember it."

"And you remember what you promised me you would be?"

"Yes sir, I do."

"Then remove your blouse and bra...Do it now Arlene."

She reluctantly removed her clothes stripping down to the waist, clearly embarrassed to show this young girl her middle-aged body.

"Look at her tits Carrie, I got a little carried away at grabbing them when I was fucking her."

"Wow, just like an old slut."

"Carrie, Arlene is not a slut, she's a whore."

"Oh, I see."

"Arlene, loose the skirt."

"But..."

"Arlene, I said get rid of your skirt!"

She did what I told her, and she knew what I wanted so she turned around, bent over, and spread her ass cheeks. She was bruised and swollen from the anal sex earlier and it was plain to see.

"Oh my god, you fucked the old bitch in the ass?"

"Yes, and apparently it was her first time doing that, but I loosened her up a bit."

"That must have been something to see."

"That's why I took pictures."

"You have pictures, oh please share them with me?"

"After you follow through little girl."

She pulled her dress and bra off standing naked except for heels, then looked at me punting at Arlene.

"Arlene, get dressed and go back to work. I don't think we need you for what comes next."

Just being humiliated in front of this beautiful young girl was almost too much for her but she composed herself enough to get dressed and left my office.

"Now, get over here and let me sample all of your Talents Carrie."

She seductively walked over and fell to her knees between my legs and fished my semi-hard cock from my pants and started slowly lovingly sucking me. She held my shady as she licked like she had her favorite lollipop in her hands. She used her thumb as a well-designed machine to wipe up and saliva that ran down from her mouth, but never missed a beat in her rhythm of her talented actions. Meanwhile her tongue, just as talented as her lips and fingers, massaged every bit of my cock head keeping me perfectly in edge but not allowing me cum just yet.

"I want you to go down fully on my cock when I cum Carrie, get it as far knot your mouth as you can."

She started shoving her head down in my cock and I was hitting then back of her mouth with two inches still to go. Just as I was ready to cum, I was contemplating forcing her head down so I could get it all the way in until she surprised me. She went down on me, hit the back of her mouth, then held there gulping taking a more and more until she had me in her throat and just stayed there. And when I started to cum, she took that well lubed thumb and shoved it up into my ass causing me to spasm and shoot my cum more than normal. I kept Cumming with what I counted to be twelve impressive spurts and all of them directly down her gullet. It wasn't until I was done that, she pulled back to take a breath and then right back in to suckle any cum that might be left for her. She never left my cock just kneeling there making it as clean as it could be.

"Wow Girl, I don't think many women can do what you just did."

"Just because it says Good Girl on the outside doesn't describe what's on the inside."

"Well, I certainly intend to investigate that, for sure."

"Anything you want Sean; I'll do anything you want."

"Go get your panties and bra and bring them over here."

She gathered them and brought them to me, and I proceeded to put them in the bottom drawer of my desk.

"I like me girls in dresses or skirts with tops and no underwear, can you do that Carrie?"

"Oh yes, I'll work naked if you want me to."

"That wouldn't go over well with the higher ups, don't you think?

"Not unless they want to experience my talents also."

"Well let's leave that question for another time, but I'll be calling on you this afternoon."

"Of course, Sean, I'll be available any time you want me."

"Put your dress on and get back to work for now."

"Anything you want Sean, for as long as you want it. Don't forget me this afternoon."

"Carrie, no man could possibly forget what you just did."

She left holding her dress up to her waist until she opened the door, then shot Me a smile and an air kiss before she walked out. I couldn't believe this young girl who has never shown me any sign of affection was giving her body to me some freely and lovingly. I couldn't figure it out and although I thoroughly loved what she had done, it still bothered me in the back of my mind. It was then that I received a text from Pat's.

Pat's text

How is your morning going my sexy man?

My response

I'm working through some employee issues, but I'm making good progress, how

about your morning?

Pat's response

Well, I had, some coworker's issues but I handled them. I guess it's just jealousy on

their part me going to a high-end job and stuff. Are you free for lunch?"

My response

I don't see how, I have so many summaries to write and then the briefing of the

people taking those cases, I have two heavy filled days ahead."

Pat's response

I understand my lover, just missing you.

My response

I miss you too sexy girl. I'll see you tonight.

Pat's response

Okay, see you later at the station.

Pat's Morning Account

I hadn't forgotten about Mike and his plans to make me his plaything, though my newfound job prospect and my hatred of this slob of a man just made my blood boil. I didn't care if I got fired, and I wanted to extract some revenge from this guy who thought he could blackmail me. So, I got in early and went to the security room to find the recordings of the happenings in the hall, knowing I could delete anything I wished. You see, Mike is a lazy bastard, and he always pushed his own work off on others and he had me do some work on the security recordings once before even though it was his job to do. So, I had his ID login and was going to use it to do what I wanted this morning. I found the recording, made a copy, then deleted it from the memory, keeping the copy in an old, closed file in memory. Then I sent a copy of that to my phone where I could edit it at my leisure. I Ended my work and left to go back to my area when I came across Mike in the next hall, he was standing there smirking and rubbing his tiny cock through his pants.

"Hey girl, we have an appointment this morning, or did you forget?"

"No, I didn't forget, in this room here."

He walked in and I followed. As he started to speak and turn around, I slapped him across the face as hard as I could. He again tried to speak, and I gave him the back of the same hand, sending him to the floor.

"I'm going to get you fired bitch."

"Listen up little man, I'm giving my notice today to go to a real job with a big firm, so I don't care what you say, although it won't make a difference."

"Wait, how? But I can still cause you problems if I show the security video."

"What video? I think you'll find a huge gap on that video not showing anything you would describe. But maybe I'll just tell the boss you tried to rape me, pulled my jacket open to maul my tits and finger-fucked me right there in the hall. With them knowing I'm leaving to go to another law firm they will do anything to avoid a lawsuit, so they'll fire your wimpy ass."

"How did you erase the video?"

"Remember six months ago when it was your job to update the system but you were too lazy you gave me your ID and login so I would do your job for you. Now if anyone looks it will show you deleted the recording, further backing up my claim. And let's talk about how the police would react to an attempted rape."

"Ok, ok, I give."

He quickly turned into the crying ball of pussy I knew he was. He got on his knees begging me not to ruin his life with his knees spread cause this fat fuck couldn't close his thighs if life depended on it, and that's when it struck me. I kicked him in the balls like I was trying to kick the game winning field goal at the Superbowl. He collapsed there on the floor, and I grabbed him by the hair to pick his head up so he could look me in the eyes.

"Now get this you little cunt: From now until I leave, you're going to be my bitch. You will do whatever I want when I want. You got that bitch?"