Chapter 1

I turned fifty a few months ago. I have worked on my own for the last ten or so years as a consultant. Things had been good with my work in demand and my needs small.

I hadn't been feeling well and went to a doctor here. Here is Opelika, Alabama. It's right next door to Auburn and its university. There are lots of pretty girls around. I live about twenty miles away on Lake Martin. I am planning to live here most of the time though will maintain my condo in Atlanta. When I am not traveling and have time, the lake is the place.

I was married until a drunk driver wiped out her and our car one night. After that, I never found the right one though I have played with many. Over the years, I had become kinky to some extent.

Anyway, I'm at the doctor's office for a final check and was feeling well. As usual, before you see the doctor, you spend time with his assistant who does the preliminary check of your vital signs. I didn't mind because this one was a pretty, younger woman in her middle twenties. We had talked and flirted on my prior visits. We picked up on that but she wasn't her usual cheerful self this morning.

Finally, I said, "Bethany, what's wrong?"

"Oh, she answered. "The guy I was living with left me. The apartment lease is up at the end of the month. I can't afford it by myself and don't know where I'm going to go."

"Well, you could move in with me." I chuckled.

"I'm ready."

I said, "You don't know what you would be getting into even though there would be free rent."

She laughed softly and answered, "If there's not rent, then you'll be getting into me instead. I'm off at noon. Will you wait to talk some more about this?"

I'm human. "Okay, I'll be outside at twelve."

She said, "No. Meet me at the Kroger lot in Tigertown. I drive an older red Ford pickup. What should I look for?"

"I'll be in a white Corvette convertible with the top down."

"Wow! That is way cool! See you then."

The doctor came in and gave me a positive report releasing me. I resumed my clothes, paid my part of the bill, and left. An hour and a half later, I was parked in the Kroger lot at Tigertown waiting to see if she shows up or if my string got pulled. I figured that it didn't matter. I had run some other errands and needed to pick up some food items for the week.

A little to my surprise, she drove up in an older red Ford pickup. She got out and I did a double take. She had lost the doctor's office outfit. She was wearing a pair of short shorts with a running bra on top. She was still wearing the same sneakers she wore in the office but the rest was different and much hotter.

She left her truck and bounced over to my 'Vette. If she was wearing a bra, it wasn't up to the job. She said, "Okay, we both know we're serious enough to find out more. Why don't you take me to my place? I can make us some soup and sandwiches for lunch and we can talk.

I followed her directions to the apartment and parked. We went inside. It was scantily furnished. It would appear that her former live-in cleaned out his stuff and it was the good stuff. She confirmed it when she said, "He's gone and took his stuff. What's left isn't really worth having but it's what I've got."

She said, "Have a seat and I'll fix some lunch."

I said, "I'm not hungry. Stand in front of me."

She looked a little shocked but did as she was told. I had seen a look in her eyes I hadn't seen in a few years and never often. I decided that it was worth a try. "Strip!" I commanded her.

She looked surprised but pulled her sports top over her head. She was braless. They weren't big but were firm. They bounced lightly when the top came off. She looked at me but my expression gave not a bit. She hooked her thumbs on her shorts and pushed them down until they were far enough down for gravity to do its thing. She stepped out of them. She eased her panties down her legs until they, too, dropped. After stepping out of them, she looked at me.

"On your knees!" I said it in a commanding voice. She dropped to her knees. I said, "Put your hands at the back of your head and open your knees." She did both without any complaint or hesitation. I said, "That is the greeting position. You will assume it, naked, when you first see me. You will hold this position until told differently." She gulped but said nothing.

"The next position is "present." Turn around and place your cheek on the floor. Your hands should reach back and spread your butt cheeks with your legs open. Now, present!"

She gasped but, without rising, she turned away from me, lowered her face to the floor, and brought her hands back to spread her butt cheeks. She had her knees apart. I shuffled to her and pushed a finger into her cunt. She was soaking wet! She was turned on. I lightly slapped her pussy upwards between her legs and she groaned with the little bit of pain and the passion she was feeling. I slipped two fingers into her cunt and found her even more wet.

With my fingers in her pussy, I said, "You know that, if you come with me, you will be my slut and my slave. The only limit is I will not do something that will mark you permanently. I will show you off to others who may be allowed to play with your body also.

"You will be available for sex games any time you are with me." She gasped to the continued ministrations of my fingers and, I think, my words. "You will be my personal slut, my sex slave, submissive to my desires regardless of the pain and humiliation you suffer. You will obey me in everything. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Conroy."

"Do you agree? This is your last and only time for this to quit."

"Yes, Mr. Conroy. I understand and agree. I am yours."

I wiggled my fingers. "Whose pussy is this?"

"It's yours, Master."

I slapped her ass. "Whose ass is this?"

"It's yours, Master."

"Very good, Bethany. Turn around and get in the greeting position." I pulled my fingers out and she quickly turned around and assumed the position. I put my fingers to her mouth and said, "Suck!"

She sucked my fingers until they were clean of her juices. I said, "Do you suck cock?"

She dropped her eyes for a moment. She said, "I haven't done it much. I have never liked it. For you, I will suck any time I'm told." She looked at me, saw the look on my face, and gulped. "I will swallow, too." She exhaled. She continued, "I will fuck without protection as you may command." She stopped. "I will even take cock in my-my ass."

I said, "And you will suck me clean after I cum in your ass."

She took a deep breath. "Yes, Master. I will do what you want any time, any where, any way."

I said, "Very well, Slut. Now, make us some lunch." I grabbed her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger and lifted her to a standing position. Releasing her nipple, she turned to go to the kitchen. As she went, I have her ass a swat making her moan.

I followed her into the kitchen. She opened a can of soup and put it on the stove to heat. She went to the refrigerator and removed sandwich makings and prepared two nice sandwiches. She looked over at me as she put each one on a plate. After I smiled, she put the bread, meat, and dressings away. She walked to a cabinet and retrieved two bowls. She placed them on the counter close to the stove. She started back to the table as I stood. I took her arm and pulled her to the table. I bent her forward over the table and, moving behind her, unzipped my pants, and pushed my hard cock into her pussy. She moaned as I went in and grunted when she felt me go balls deep. I have an abnormally thick cock and it's longer than average at just over seven inches. She hadn't seen it before feeling it filling her pussy. I wasn't gentle but fucked her hard until I shot my load deep into her. When I pulled back, she knelt and licked and sucked my cock until it was clean swallowing all the juices without being told.

She went over and checked the soup. A minute later, it was ready and she spooned it into the bowls and brought them back to the table. She set them down, got the sandwiches and spoons and we ate.