Chapter 4: Romantic Reward

Tawny went to work a little worse for wear but ultimately powered through her Monday. She was about to take a break when she received a text. It was Samson.

“Hey my little fuckslut. I need you to go to the bathroom and take a selfie.”

Tawny gulped as she tried to hide her fear in the middle of the office, but she powered through and walked to the bathroom and took a selfie and sent it to Samson. She was not prepared for what she got back.

Unacceptable. Go home at lunch and wear what is laid out for you on the bed. After work we will work on the rest of your wardrobe.

Tawny stood silently in the bathroom looking at herself in the mirror as if she was talking to her inner self. For some odd reason, she had been made to visit a gang clubhouse wearing nothing but heels, made to strip in public, take illegal drugs, and get gangbanged six ways from Sunday. But this was a level of control that shook her to the core more than anything before.

Tawny dressed impeccably. She had wonderful taste and considered the act of dressing herself one of the more empowering parts of her life. She knew now that was about to be taken away. But her son had been texting too. He had found a girlfriend, and no one was bothering him. He even said Samson’s thugs scared another group of would be bullies so bad they are afraid to be within eyesight of him. Her son was safe, he would graduate college and get a family and all Tawny had to do was “play the game” until Samson is bored of her.

Tawny squirmed in her seat as she found herself getting aroused at being ordered around. She caught the attention of her boss, Frank. Frank Collier was an older gentleman in his mid-fifties. He was one of those no-nonsense types that like to cut to the chase abruptly. Tawny always felt he had an attraction towards her. She hoped that whatever they changed in her wardrobe it would not create “Problems” at work.

Tawny was lost in thought on the way home. She worried about problems. She had a feeling those problems were just starting.

Tawny raced home, her heart racing in anticipation. She practically ripped open the package waiting for her in her bedroom. Inside were a pair of black pumps with dangerously high heels, stockings made of sheer smoke-colored fabric, crotchless panties that left nothing to the imagination, and a see-through lace bra that barely covered her hardened nipples. She quickly slid into the leather skirt that rode up to her mid-thigh and struggled to button the silk blouse that showed off ample cleavage with its top four buttons missing. As she stood before the mirror, Tawny couldn’t help but feel a surge of arousal as she admired herself in the provocative outfit. She knew she didn’t have much time, but she couldn’t resist running her hands over the soft stockings and feeling the cool air against her bare sex. With a mischievous smile, Tawny grabbed her coat and headed out for what promised to be a wild and unforgettable evening.

She hurried back to work as to not be late. About ten minutes into her second half of her work she received another text with one simple request.

Selfie now.

Tawny looked around at her co-workers and stood up and straightened her dress and strode towards the bathroom. Tawny felt betrayed by the spikes beneath her heel, echoing a constant Click on the hard tile of the office. Tawny did not know why she did it, but when she took the selfie she pursed her lips and posed in a sexy manner like she was in an old heavy metal video.

When she exited, she could feel every male in the office ravaging every inch of her body with their eyes. She strode with her head held high. One of the onlookers was Frank her boss who gave her a stern gaze that shook her to her core. It was not anger, it was something else, it was different than the other men in the office, his seemed a bit more steeled in something sinister.

The rest of the week repeated itself with Samson ordering her to the bathroom. She was made to do the sexy poses in every selfie sent. Tawny could do sexy to most people she was already a volcanic eruption on the hotness scale. She felt herself getting more turned on every day. He would also send naughty pictures of her being fucked by him. Tawny’s mind instantly returned to that wonderful hard meat filling her up. She was becoming flushed much more often.

Friday Night.

When she arrived at home. Samson’s car was already in the driveway. Tawny stopped and forgot they had access to her home anytime they wanted. When she walked into her own house Samson had already helped himself to the main recliner and forced him to sprawl.

“Ah I have your outfit laid out for you. Why don’t you go upstairs take a shower and meet me down here after you get ready.” Samson said acting like a gentlemen.

Tawny nodded, feeling a wave of arousal wash over her as she climbed the stairs. She stepped into the steamy bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the hot water cascade over her skin as she stripped out of her work clothes. The cool air hit her naked body as she stepped under the stream of water, sending shivers down her spine. She let out a soft moan as she lathered up the soap, thoroughly cleaning every inch of herself. Her fingers trailed down between her legs, finding how wet she already was. She couldn’t help but imagine what Samson would do to her tonight - a mixture of fear and excitement coursed through her veins.

She rinsed off quickly, scrubbing every bit of sweat from her workout out of her hair before turning the shower off and stepping out. Her body was still humming pumped full of adrenaline; it was hard to focus on drying off. Tawny straightened her back, slowly sliding into the lacy bra and panties that clung to her skin, making every curve visible. Feeling herself up in the mirror, she couldn’t help but admire how good she looked in this new wardrobe - so much more confident and desirable than ever before. With a deep breath, she slipped into the high heels that made even simple movements feel sensual and walked downstairs.

The scent of cologne filled the air as she descended the stairs, making it clear that Samson had been waiting for her. He stood up from the couch and held out a black dress that hugged her curves tightly, accentuating every bump and curve. It dipped low in the back, showing off just enough cleavage to be enticing while still leaving something to imagine.

She pirouetted for him when slipped into it. She then could not help but trace the flawless muscles on the gang leader.

“Good now turn around I have nice accessories to go with that outfit. It was a white gold choker with a plate that was engraved. It read, “Daddy’s girl” medallion hanging from it resting right between her breasts. He gave her a cute anklet that had the word, “Slut” in cursive letters.

Samson leaned in and gave Tawny a nice long romantic kiss. She swooned hard. This felt different. This was nice. Samson broke off the kiss and informed Tawny that they were about to have a night out on the town.

The Lagoon

It sounded weird but it was a very expensive restaurant mainly because the guests were spread throughout a nature filled garden. It was outdoors and it could only be used on clear nights. They let us in as Samson led me to our seat. I was shocked on how cultured Samson was, I would have not in a million years thought that he knew wines.

We ate and the buzz from the wine was making me feel very giving.

Samson had a way of making Tawny feel desired and wanted, but also powerless and submissive. As they ate their meal at the Lagoon, his eyes never left her body, undressing her with his gaze and sending shivers down her spine.

Halfway through the meal, Samson leaned in close to Tawny’s ear and whispered, “I want your panties. Give them to me.” His voice was low and commanding, leaving no room for argument.

Tawny felt a rush of excitement as she discreetly slid her panties off under the table and handed them to Samson. He smirked triumphantly as he pocketed them, enjoying the power he held over her.

But the night was far from over. After dessert, Samson led Tawny to the restroom. With each step, she could feel his eyes raking over her body.

Inside the restroom, there was something unexpected – an attendant. Tawny blushed as she realized what was about to happen.

“Come with me,” Samson said as he led her to one of the stalls. The attendant looked at them curiously but didn’t say anything as they entered.

Once inside, Samson wasted no time in pushing Tawny against the wall and kissing her passionately. His hands roamed over her body, causing a heat to rise between them that couldn’t be ignored any longer.

Without breaking their kiss, Samson lifted Tawny up against the wall, causing her dress to ride up even higher around her waist. She wrapped her legs around him as he pulled down his pants and entered her roughly.

The sounds of their passion echoed in the small bathroom stall as they moved in perfect rhythm. Tawny couldn’t help but moan loudly as Samson’s thrusts became harder and more urgent.

As Tawny came down from her second orgasm, Samson didn’t let up. He continued to move inside of her, hitting all the right spots and sending her into a state of pure bliss.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had felt this much pleasure. Samson knew exactly how to touch her, how to make her lose control.

Feeling a wave of pleasure building inside of her once again, Tawny clung onto Samson tighter, her nails digging into his back. He responded by biting down on her shoulder, causing an extra surge of pleasure to shoot through her body as she came for the third time.

But still, Samson didn’t stop. He kept going inside of her relentlessly, pushing Tawny to the brink of ecstasy over and over again.

Tawny lost track of time as they continued in their passionate embrace, the sounds of their lovemaking filling the small bathroom stall. She was lost in the moment, completely consumed by the pleasure that Samson was bringing her.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they both reached their peak together. Tawny cried out as she climaxed for the fourth time that night and Samson followed suit soon after.

They leaned against each other for support as they caught their breaths and regained their senses. The attendant outside must have heard everything but neither Tawny nor Samson cared at that moment.

As they composed themselves and left the restroom separately, Tawny couldn’t help but feel grateful for what had just happened. It was wild and unexpected but it was also exactly what she needed.

Samson led them back to their table at the Lagoon where they finished their meal with smiles on their faces and knowing looks exchanged between them. And even though they were in a public place surrounded by people, it felt like it was just the two of them in their own little world.

As they left the Lagoon, Samson handed Tawny her panties back with a pill inside of it.

“What’s this?” Tawny asked.

“It is a nice pill to make the night even better, take it, I am not asking.” Samson said with a stern look on his face.

“Ok” Tawny went to go get the bottle of water and downed the pill. Samson explained they were going to drive to one of his favorite spots and that the pill would make everything so much better. About thirty minutes later on the drive the MDMA hit her body just right. She moaned as the feeling of euphoria engulfed her entire body.

“That’s my good girl.” Samson said reaching over and grabbing her chin as he drove. They were approaching a secluded spot, it appeared to be a lake and some woods around. They ended up settling down near a cabin.

“I booked it for the entire weekend. We will return Sunday Night. I promised you a romantic weekend starts here. “Samson said kissing Tawny on the lips she swooned. She was addicted to her son’s bully.

Samson unpacked his suitcases in the cabin and unpacked their stuff in the master bedroom. It was in the woods surrounded by waterfalls. It was gorgeous. Tawny was feeling like she was on cloud nine.

“Take off your clothes, leave your heels on and meet me in the living room.

Tawny felt a sense of excitement and anticipation as she walked out of the bedroom into the living room, naked except for her heels. The MDMA in her system made her feel more confident and daring, and she was ready for whatever Samson had planned.

As she entered the living room, Samson’s eyes widened at the sight of her. He stood up from where he was sitting and walked over to her, taking in every inch of her naked body. He pulled her close to him and kissed her deeply, his hands roaming over her curves.

Tawny moaned into his mouth as she felt his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. She could feel herself getting wet with desire as Samson continued to kiss and touch her.

“Let me make love to you,” Samson whispered against her lips.

With no hesitation, Tawny nodded in agreement. She trusted Samson completely and was ready to give herself to him.

Samson lifted Tawny up in his arms and carried her over to one of the bear pelts that were laid out on the floor. Gently laying her down on top of it, he started kissing his way down from her neck to her breasts.

Tawny arched her back in pleasure as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. She ran her fingers through his hair, moaning out loud as he continued to pleasure her.

As he moved lower down her body, Tawny spread her legs eagerly for him. She couldn’t wait any longer for him to be inside of her.

Samson positioned himself between Tawny’s legs, looking into each other’s eyes as he slowly entered inside of her. They both gasped at the feeling of their bodies connecting intimately.

They moved together in a slow rhythm at first, savoring the feeling of being joined together. But soon their movements became faster and more urgent, as the passion between them grew.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room as Samson thrust into Tawny with a primal, almost animalistic intensity. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her.

“Oh god, Samson,” Tawny moaned. “You feel so good.”

He leaned down to capture her lips in a searing kiss as he continued to move inside of her. Their bodies were slick with sweat and their hearts were beating in perfect sync.

Tawny could feel herself on the brink of orgasm already, unable to control the pleasure that was building inside of her. Her moans grew louder and more urgent, urging Samson to take her harder.

He obliged, picking up the pace and thrusting into her with even more force. Their bodies were moving together in perfect harmony, each one giving and taking pleasure from the other.

As they reached their peak together, Tawny let out a loud cry as she came for the first time. The intense waves of pleasure washed over her body, leaving her gasping for breath.

Samson’s movements became more erratic as he chased his own release, until finally he groaned loudly and collapsed on top of Tawny as he climaxed.

They lay there for a few moments catching their breath before Samson rolled off of Tawny and pulled her into his arms. They lay there in silence for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

“I love you,” Tawny whispered, breaking the silence.

Samson’s eyes widened in surprise at her words. He had never expected to hear those three words from anyone. He smirked. Poor Tawny did not know the Devil always gives you hope before he torments you.

But Samson responded by looking into Tawny’s eyes and feeling her body pressed against his. He leaned down to kiss her softly before whispering back,

“You are mine now got it.” Samson said kissing her hard. Tawny whimpered submissively and repeated back weakly,

“Yes Daddy I am all yours.”

Saturday Morning...

Tawny was on cloud nine. She even slid under the covers and gave Samson a wakeup by blowjob. Samson was quick to thrust his hand on top of her head and fuck her face as she did so. He came hard. They both got up and he prepared a shower. When they were dressed again, He was in a nice outdoor outfit and Tawny was given a pair of very short booty shorts, high heels, and a tie off shirt.

“So what is the plan for today.” Tawny asked.

“Well the boys are on the way here. We are all going to have fun.” Samson said looking at his phone.

“I see. About last night ... I ... I...” Tawny was trying to diplomaticly withdrawl her declaration of love for her son’s bully.

“You said you loved me.” Samson reminded her.

“Yes. Look it was stupid. I got carried away.” Tawny blurted out.

“I see” Samson replied before not saying another word.

Two Hours Later...

Company Arrives

Five rough looking thugs arrived in a old SUV. They all got out carrying sleeping bags and camping gear. One of them had ropes with him.

“Hey Jason, get the firepit set up.” Samson ordered. The thug went to the car and took out a long stick. Then started grabbing pieces of wood and carving woodshavings for tinder. Five minutes later a firepit was going full swing.

“Take my bitch to the stump” Samson said smacking her ass.

“What?” Tawny gasped out.

“You were trying to take back loving me bitch. I do not like my feelings played with.” Samson did not really care one way or the other, he was a real-life pimp and thug but he knew to take an opening when it presented itself, feigning injury was all the justification he needed.

“Look I am sorry. I did not mean Yeaaiii” Tawny squealed as one of the men grabbed her arms and led her outside.

A giant tree stump, it looked to be from a giant spruce protruded from the ground not too far off from the fire pit.

One of the other thugs ripped Tawny shirt from her body. She gasped as her breast plopped out. She got scared but stopped once Samson yelled out. “I can always go back to hurting your son”

Tawny stopped immediately.

“Good girl, you can take it off on your own if you want.” A chubby thug said.

“Thank you” Tawny said softly. She was a hot woman, tan, blonde and curves in all the right places. Once she was naked they placed a padded blanket on top of the stump so Tawny would not get splinters. They then tied her arms and legs to stakes in the ground on all sides of the stump. The result was that she was on her back spread eagle with absolutely no way of preventing anyone access to all her holes.