Prisoners of a New Job
Copyright© 2025 by Vulgus
Chapter 8
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8 - A man who has worked for a company in New Jersey which closed down accepts a job in Ghana after being unable to locate work at home. What they don't realize is that the wife and daughter will serve as sex slaves to the owner of the company he is going to work for.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/ft Coercion NonConsensual Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Daughter DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Interracial Black Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex
Kojo dropped to his knees beside Vicky. Abeiku knelt beside me and said, “That was the most exciting thing I’ve ever seen in my life. You two young ladies are amazing!”
He leaned down over me and we began to kiss. I think he’s even more turned on by the traces of the juices from Vicky’s pussy he’s finding around my lips. While we kissed passionately I reached out and wrapped my hand around his hard, throbbing cock. I guess he really is enjoying the show. His large cock is nearly covered in the lube oozing out of the large hole in the tip.
We kissed for several minutes before I paused for a few breaths and pleaded, “Please, Abeiku. I need to taste your cock. Let me relieve the pressure. Then we can enjoy a nice, long, slow fuck.”
He grinned down at me for a long moment before he exclaimed, “Damn! I hope there’s another woman out there like you, Lexi. If I can’t find someone like you I’m never going to get married.”
I smiled up at him and said, “I’m a hell of a lot different than I was when I got on the plane to come here. All three of us are different now. We were all very conservative ... well, maybe not very conservative. But we were a lot closer to normal than we are now. I wasn’t like this until we moved here. I became the woman I am now in order to survive. I imagine that if I can change other women can. One of the reasons ... the main reason I can react the way I am to the things I’m doing now is my wonderful husband. I get my strength from him. We love each other totally and as hard as it must be to believe we trust each other. You think I’m the perfect woman. But I’m only this way because I have a perfect husband.”
While he was thinking that over I turned and took his not quite as hard cock into my mouth and started giving him the most erotic blowjob I’m capable of giving to a man. I tried to take the head of his cock into my throat but as soon as he realized what I was doing he pulled my mouth off of his impressive cock and with obvious concern on his handsome face he said, “Don’t do that, Lexi. I’m impressed. And I appreciate the effort. But the last thing in the world I want is to cause you pain. I’ve been very impressed by you and your daughter. In spite of the unusual circumstances you’ve been very nice to us. You’ve made us feel welcome in your home. And I swear you are two of the bravest, most honest women I’ve ever met. If I’m lucky enough to get married and have a daughter I want my wife and daughter to be just like you and Vicky. Now, please get comfortable. I want very much to make love to you.”
I leaned down, kissed the head of his very impressive cock, then straightened up, smiled at him and said, “I think I had a better idea a few minutes ago. Let me suck your beautiful cock. I want to taste you. You are two very impressive young men. I want to please you. I promise I won’t try to take your big cock down my throat. I’ll just do it the old-fashioned way. Then, after you cum and I’ve teased you for a little while so that you’re ready to play some more, we can make love and I’m certain it won’t be nearly as frantic as it will probably be if you don’t let me suck your cock first. Or if you prefer, you can trade with Kojo. Remember, Vicky and I are just sex slaves. You can do anything you want with us.”
Abeiku looked over at Kojo and said, “Isn’t she remarkable?! I swear, if I can’t find a woman like her I’m never going to get married. She has just spoiled me for just about every other woman in the world.”
I chuckled and said, “You give me too much credit. There’s nothing special about me. I’m a product of my environment, perhaps made slightly more desirable to open minded men by circumstances and by the strength I’ve drawn from my wonderful husband and my incredible daughter.
“Now, kind sir, please release your grip and get comfortable so that I can spend a little quality time getting to know your impressive cock a lot better.”
The two men are laying side by side. I’m kneeling at Abeiku’s hip. Vicky is on the other side of Kojo and we’re looking into each other’s eyes, watching each other as we suck on two very nice black cocks. I find it hard to believe that, considering the short amount of time since we arrived here, I can watch my daughter sucking on a big black cock and not freak out. Quite the opposite in fact. I see that she’s enjoying herself and I can’t help but be happy for her. I realize that’s in large part due to the things we’ve experienced since we arrived here and how much those things have changed us. I wonder what I’ll be like when we finally return to Norwood. I can’t imagine once more becoming the conservative, easily shocked, narrow-minded woman I was when I boarded that plane for Ghana. I like me much better now. I like it that I can suck the impressive cock of a young man I met only minutes ago and enjoy it. It kind of makes me sad to think I won’t be able to do things like this when we go home.
I watched then as Kojo whispered, “I’m going to cum, sweetheart!” Then he moaned loudly, tensed up and filled Vicky’s mouth with cum while he caressed the back of her head and muttered, “Young lady, you’re fantastic! I haven’t had many opportunities like this ... no, that’s not right. I’ve never had an experience like this before. But I have been lucky enough to enjoy sex with several very nice young women since I became sexually active. I hope you aren’t offended, but that was the best blowjob I’ve ever had!”
Vicky lifted her head, grinned at him and replied, “I’m definitely not offended. And I promise you I enjoyed it almost as much as you did. Your cum is delicious!”
I noticed Abeiku watching me, watching my reaction to seeing my sixteen-year-old daughter sucking the large black cock of an adult male she just met while they’re close enough that I could reach out and touch them.
He saw me watching his reaction and asked, “Doesn’t that bother you?”
“It did at first. Now it only bothers me when the man is an asshole. We have gone through some changes lately. Changes which we both think are necessary if we aren’t going to be destroyed by the things Mr. Boateng is making us do. Vicky decided that the only way to cope with our new life was to let go, learn to enjoy the things we have to do. Or in her words, turn into sluts and enjoy sex the way men do. It made sense to me. It’s a little harder for Todd, but he’s coming around. He sees the sense in not letting this new life destroy us.
“For exercise I go for long walks. I quickly noticed something. If you come here some afternoon and walk around you won’t see a soul. It’s like a ghost town. I’ve only seen one person who lives in this large compound. The ditz who lives next door to us came scurrying out the first day I went for a walk and introduced herself. The only other people you see if you go for a walk are the kids walking back and forth to school. It’s scary. And I can’t help thinking those poor women hiding in their homes waiting for some man to come to their door and demand sex from them are not going to survive their time here intact. It’s going to destroy them.
“The only way we can maintain our sanity is to stop letting the things we do here traumatize us. And I’ve already learned that it’s a whole hell of a lot easier when nice guys like you two drop by.
“Todd understands and he agrees with the plan. It’s just a little harder for him because he’s the man of the house and he feels it’s his job to protect his wife and his daughter. In this case, however, that just isn’t possible. We can’t fight them. We’ve seen what happens to men who try and it isn’t pretty.”
After a long pause Abeiku said, “Now I feel guilty all over again.”
I leaned over, kissed him and said, “Please don’t. Thanks to Vicky’s plan to cope we’re learning to enjoy our new life here. I don’t doubt there are going to be more than a few assholes dropping by. I know all the men aren’t going to be as nice and as much fun as you and Kojo. But what the hell! It’s just sex. Most people like sex. We just have to start looking at it more like most men do. It’s just a game, not a personal attack.”
After a long pause, Abeiku said, “I’m not sure how I feel about this now. For some reason I wasn’t thinking of you ladies as rape victims, in part I suppose because that means I’m a rapist. I can’t help it, I’m starting to feel guilty all over again.”
I kissed him and said, “I appreciate your concern. But it’s okay. We’re okay. Vicky was right. If you have the right attitude sex is a lot of fun. It’s more fun when the guys are as nice as you two. But even with the assholes it can still be fun. And I want you two guys to excel at your work so Mr. Boateng will feel like rewarding you again. Vicky and I are both having fun. Now, I think it’s time to switch partners, okay?”
Both men were more than okay with that. But before the men stretched out beside their new partners I looked down at the mess Abeiku left behind and said, “Gentlemen, it looks like we need to take a short intermission.”
I stood up, helped Vicky to her feet and said, “We’re going to take a quick shower. We’ll be back in fifteen minutes.”
They both tried to tell us it isn’t necessary but I know I’ll feel more comfortable getting to know Kojo better after a shower. I waited until we were in the bathroom and the water was running to ask Vicky if she’s holding up okay. I guess she didn’t want any one at Boateng Electronics to hear her answer so she whispered in my ear, “I’m having a ball! You’re going to like him. He’s very good. You probably don’t want to hear this but I’d feel a lot better about our new life if everyone they sent over here was more like Kojo.”
I kissed her and whispered back, “You’re going to like Abeiku, too. He’s almost as good as Gee.”
We took a quick shower, dried off, rinsed our mouths out and dabbed a little perfume here and there. Then we hurried back downstairs. I stopped in our bedroom on the way to check on Todd. When he saw me he smiled and asked, “I didn’t hear them leave. Changing partners?”
“Yes. They’re very nice. We want to show them how much we appreciate it. How about you? Are you doing okay?”
“Believe it or not it doesn’t bother me as much when I know you’re enjoying yourself. I don’t know if I’m getting weird or just adjusting.”
I didn’t even have to think about my response. “Maybe we’re just adjusting to a situation we can’t change. I’ve noticed I don’t even mind anymore when the guys they send over aren’t assholes. Now I just have to learn how to tolerate the assholes. I worry about you, though. I think we need to find a girl for you. She can be on call whenever some guy shows up at our door to distract you.”
“Don’t worry about me. I still have Stephen King.”
“You deserve someone just a tad sexier than him when we have unexpected guests. I’m going to start looking.”
“No, Lexi. I’m fine. Really. As long as you’re not being hurt and as long as you’re having fun I’m good with it. It only becomes a problem for me when some asshole drops in and starts acting like a pig. The problem is, so far the pigs seem to outnumber the nice guys. I suspect that was a large part of the plan when they started hiring American and British citizens based on the appearance of the females in the family. They brought them here to serve as sex slaves. I assume that throughout history sex slaves ... or any slaves for that matter, have not lived very pleasant lives.”
I returned to the family room and the four of us had just as much fun the second time around. After another very satisfying round of hot sex Vicky and I took them upstairs for another quick shower. Vicky and Abeiku used the shower we used earlier. I tapped on our bedroom door and peeked in. Todd looked up, smiled and asked, “Are your guests gone already?!”
I replied, “Not quite. We all need a shower. Do you mind if Kojo and I use our shower?”
“As long as he doesn’t use my toothbrush I’m fine with it. Come on in.”
I grabbed Kojo’s hand and tried to pull him into the room but he whispered, “That’s okay. I can wait until the other bathroom is free.”
“Don’t be silly.”
I pulled him into the bedroom and introduced them. Todd was very cordial. He smiled and said, “Relax, Kojo. I only bite her.”
Kojo chuckled. Then he noticed what Todd is reading and exclaimed, “My favorite author!”
Todd put the book down and replied, “Mine, too. Or at least he’s my favorite fiction writer. I’m also addicted to nonfiction books about World War II. I have hundreds of them in storage back in our hometown. I brought a bunch of my King books with me if you’d like to look through them and see if I have any you haven’t read.”
“I’d love that! Thank you. You probably have some I haven’t read. They can be difficult to get your hands on here.”
I dragged Kojo into the bathroom and we took a quick shower. When we got back downstairs Vicky and Abeiku were already dressed and sitting at the kitchen table sipping iced tea and talking like they’d known each other for years. I poured glasses of tea for Kojo and me and we sat with them and talked for almost an hour. Before they left I told them what little I had learned from Gee about scheduling another visit if they were interested. It’s obvious both men are interested. We sat and talked for about another half hour. Then we showed them to the door, told them we had a wonderful time and kissed them goodbye.
After they left Vicky and I talked about how nice they were and how much we enjoyed their visit. It’s nice to learn that all the men we entertain aren’t assholes. I really enjoyed my time with Gee. And Kojo and Abeiku were just as nice, though not as good as Gee. But all three men were pleasant and friendly and considerate. I hope all three of them can come back ... often.
I said goodnight to Vicky and went upstairs. I had already showered and brushed my teeth so I just jumped in bed naked and with his cock in my hand I told Todd all about our visit from the two latest men his boss sent here to rape us. I can’t help but resent the situation we’re in but I must admit I don’t hate it nearly as much when the men Mr. Boateng sends to have sex with us are attractive and pleasant. It’s too bad he’s never going to understand that. No, that’s not right. I’m sure he understands. The problem is he enjoys tormenting us. The more we hate what he’s making us do the more it turns him on.
After I described our evening without going into too much detail we had another talk about how he feels about it, about the things Vicky and I have to do avoid pissing off his boss. He told me again that he wishes we weren’t sex slaves but as he said before, he much prefers it when our evening are interrupted by men like Gee, Kojo and Abeiku than the assholes who drop by.
After we talked I gave him one of my much-improved blowjobs and we turned out the lights. He held me in his arms and that was how we went to sleep.
I drove Kisi crazy the next day. I bugged her every chance I got to let me help her do something to help her. Finally, she gave me a very stern look and said, “If you don’t put your suit on and go out back and swim laps for at least half an hour I’m going to drag you out there and tie you to one of the lounge chairs ... in the sun!”
I growled at her for a long moment. Then I said, “I give up. I’m going to go for a walk. When I return I’ll lay out by the pool.”
Then we both smiled, hugged and she said, “It’s a very warm day. I think you should take some water with you.”
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