Chapter 3

I had just been made to strip naked, be flogged on my butt, tits and pussy, and be gangbanged in the function room at the local Red Lion Pub; by, and in front of, most of my former college class mates and some of my current work mates.

It was the most humiliating thing that has ever happened to me.

Now I was sat, still naked, on the sofa in my boss’ apartment and he has just offered, no, told me; that I was going to live there and be his personal fuck-toy, his sex slave.

How was I supposed to respond to that? How could I tell my very straight-laced parents that I had to move in to my boss’ apartment, be naked all the time and be his fuck-toy?

How could I refuse to do it and get my life back to that of your average young woman?

I couldn’t. I had done some very stupid things and the alternative was to get reported to the police and probably get locked-up; and that’s not to mention the shame that it would bring on my parents. The court case, me going to prison and those videos that show me begging people to do those things to me; it would kill my parents.

The other thing that I had to take into consideration was the embarrassment and humiliation of the things that Tony was making me do. Yes, they are extremely embarrassing and humiliating but they’re so exciting and really do make me horny and wanting more. How the hell can a woman be like that? Where’s the logic in that? I don’t understand it but I crave more of it.

“Yes Tony, I will do as you ask. I will find a way to tell my parents that I am coming to live here. Thank you; I will be your fuck-toy.”

“I’m not asking you Claire, I’m telling you what you will do.”

“Yes Sir, that’s what I meant.”

“Right, there will be a few rules for you to obey but they will keep for later. Now you will come over here and give me a blowjob then you will sleep on the sofa tonight.”

I got up then got on my knees in front of Tony. He held my hair and pulled and pushed my head up and down until I felt his cum slide down my throat.

As I lay on the sofa trying to get some sleep I thought about all that had happened that day. The shame, the humiliation, I felt sick; and what was I going to tell my parents? I eventually fell asleep thinking about that problem.

“Claire! CLAIRE! Come on, wake up and get me some breakfast.”

I slowly opened my eyes and looked up.

“Claire; get up and put the coffee on, then get me some eggs and bacon.”

“Yes Tony.” I replied as I slowly came round.”

I looked around, then down at myself. Yes, I was in Tony’s apartment and yes, I was start naked, and yes, my tits and pussy were still a bit red.

“OMG, it’s all real, it wasn’t a dream. Fuck, this is going to be my new home, and dressed like this.” I thought. “My parents; shit, what am I going to tell them?”

It’s true what they say about your brain solving problems while you sleep; I knew what I had to say to them.

I sat opposite Tony eating breakfast in silence to start with. I thought more about what I’d got myself into and looked around the room. It was quite a nice place really, all modern and clean. It wouldn’t be too bad living there if it hadn’t have been for the horrible situation that I’d got myself in to. But living there naked, and having to do anything and everything that Tony tells me? What if he has friends or neighbours over? Would I still have to be naked then? Would he expect, no, order me to have sex with them? Would I have to travel to and from work naked and be totally naked at work? In effect being a permanent nudist, a Permanude as Tony calls it. It was soo humiliating even just thinking about it; but at the same time, my pussy was tingling and getting very wet. What was wrong with me?

I was a bit puzzled about the 4 very large monitors that were mounted on one wall in a big rectangle; none were switched on so I had no idea why Tony needed 4 televisions. I didn’t ask.

After a while I said,

“Tony, please can I wait until next Saturday to move in? If I can it will give my parents time to get used to the idea of me moving out. I’ll tell them that it’s time that I started to look after myself, learn to live away from home; after all, I’m 19 and should be learning to become independent.”

“Independent;” I thought, “Tony was making me become his slave, his naked slave.” The tingling got stronger.

“Hmm,” Tony replied after a while; “I’m not trying to punishing your parents, only you, so okay Claire, that works for me; next Saturday it is.”

“Can I bring all my clothes please? I won’t wear any of them unless you tell me to; it’s just that If I don’t my mum will become suspicious.”

“Fair enough, you can leave them in your suitcase.”

“Where will I be sleeping Tony?”

“Wherever I want you to; maybe on the sofa, maybe on the floor, maybe in my bed or maybe even in the spare room where you can keep your things. Each night I’ll tell you where to sleep.”

“Thank you Tony.”

“Right, when we’ve finished here get things cleaned-up then go and have a shower. After that, come and bend over the back of the sofa with your legs spread and wait for me. After I’ve fucked you I’ll drive you home.”

“My car is in the Red Lion car park, can you take me there please?”

“Okay.”

“Where are my clothes?”

“No idea, didn’t you keep an eye on them last night?”

“I was a little busy last night.”

“So you were; I guess that you’ll be going home like that then.”

I was about to say something but then I remembered the spare set of clothes that I keep in my car.

“Thank goodness that I’m an organized person.” I thought.

I stood up after Tony had fucked me and felt his cum start to leak out of my pussy.

“Can I go and get cleaned up please Tony? I asked.

“No, you can go home like that; my cum will remind you of what you have to do.”

“Can I borrow something to wear until I get to my car please?”

“No, you arrived here like that so you can leave here like that.”

“But its day now, it’s light out there.”

“And?...”

“And people will see me.”

“And?...”

“And I’ll be embarrassed.”

“And?...”

I knew that I wouldn’t win so I gave up.

I was lucky, no one saw us leaving the building. I couldn’t tell about the short walk to Tony’s car, there was no one out there but the whole area is surrounded by houses and apartment blocks. Who knows?

I slunk down in the passenger seat of Tony’s car as we drove along. It wasn’t that far, only about 15 minutes, but Tony told me to spread my legs and play with my pussy. Fortunately, or unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time for me to make myself cum even though I hadn’t orgasmed yet that day.

Tony pulled into the Red Lion car park but he parked at the opposite end to where my car was. I nearly asked him to move to beside my car but I knew that it would be pointless. Just as soon as I got out of Tony’s car he was off, leaving me to fend for myself.

I looked around then made a dash for my car. Fortunately, my dad had got a spare key cut and had shown me where I could hide it,

“Just in case.” He had said.

I was very grateful to my dad that morning.

I quickly put the dress and shoes on that were in the car then decided that I’d go into the pub and ask if anyone had found my bag, skirt and top. Fortunately, the pub opens early, trying to catch the breakfast trade.

As I walked in I wished that I’d put some knickers in the car with my spare clothes, Tony’s cum was still creeping down the insides of my thighs and the light breeze was making it cold and making my nipples tent my thin tank top.

There was a middle-aged man behind the bar and I blushed as I asked if anyone had handed in a handbag and some clothes, saying that I left them in the function room.

“The cleaners found a bag but no clothes.” The man said, then continued,

“The cleaners found a dildo as well. That wouldn’t be yours as well would it? What on earth were you lot doing up there last night.”

My face felt like it was on fire.

“No, no, I wouldn’t know anything about that, just my bag. It was a sort of school reunion party last night.”

I checked my bag and was pleased to see that nothing was missing. I also remembered my dad always telling me to only take what I would need when I went out.

When I got home I went and had another shower then made mum and me a coffee. As we talked I put my plan into action. Mum was very understanding and agreed with my reasoning but she kept saying that I could move back in whenever I wanted to. She told me that she’d talk to dad when he got back from the football.

When I saw dad the next morning he hugged me and repeated what mum had said about me always being welcome back there and that he hoped that I would visit them very frequently. I had a flash thought of Tony ordering me to visit them whilst naked but quickly dismissed it; Tony wouldn’t be that cruel.

I spent the rest of the day thinking about what I would take and what I would leave there, hoping that Tony would soon decide that I’d been punished enough, but at the same time my pussy was telling me that I wanted to be naked forever and everywhere. My poor brain was soo confused.

I put some things, and clothes, into a suitcase that mum said that I could take, and put some things into cardboard boxes that dad gave me. As I went round my room I came across the clock and the teddy bear that Tony had given me as birthday presents. I decided to leave them where they were having seen quite a few clocks in Tony’s apartment and hoping that I wouldn’t get upset and need something to cuddle.

The next week flew by. As what has become usual, I strip naked as soon as I get there and put on the ‘2 rectangle’ skirt and spend the day dressed in only that. It does just about cover my pussy and part of my butt when I’m just standing there but the delivery guys always manage to get me to bend over or squat down to do something and my tits quiver as they stare at them and whatever the 2 rectangle reveal as I move about.

Rajeev, the snack van man is still managing to find something sexist to say to me each day. Whenever it’s cold outside (usually) the comments are usually about my rock hard nipples and the goosebumps on my tits. I’m dreading having to go out there when the frost and snow arrives.

More and more of the workers in the other nearby units are walking over to where Rajeev stops outside our unit and I’ve sort of got immune to their comments and suggestions about what they would like to do to my body, but I still listen and they always make my pussy tingle and get wetter even though my brain hates me being there. It keeps telling me to just walk away and move to a different town, somewhere Tony can’t find me and where I can live like a normal young woman.

The gangbangs are still the highlight of the installation guy’s days and I’m sure that they are getting better at planning their days so that they can get back in time to fuck me before they go home. My brain keeps telling me that it’s all wrong and that I should refuse to be the object of their depravity but my pussy keeps telling me that I love every second of it and that I want more and more.

Just before the Friday after work gangbang, Tony called me into his office and told me to take my skirt off. He then got me to lie on his desk and hold my knees near my shoulders. He then fucked me until he’d cum deep inside me.

I had to stay like that while he left for home after telling me to be at his apartment at 10 o’clock in the morning with my belongings. He told me to phone him just before I left home.

Five minutes later Pete and Duncan came into Tony’s office, laughed at the position that I was still in, then picked me up and carried me to the kitchen where all 4 of them took it in turns to fuck my pussy and mouth.

Again, as usual, they left me to recover, clean myself then lock up.

That Friday evening was a family one, albeit a bit subdued, as all 3 of us were sad that I was moving out.

On the Saturday morning dad helped me load my car then after a few tears from both mum and me, I drove off. I was a couple of streets away when I remembered that I was supposed to phone Tony before I left home so I pulled over and phoned him.

“Drive round a corner, stop, and get naked then drive here naked.” Tony told me.

“I can’t do that, it’s the middle of the morning and I have to drive through town. People will see me.”

“Claire, do you want me to hang-up then phone the police?”

“No, please Tony, please don’t make me do it.”

“Claire...”

“Okay, okay; I’ll do it.”

“And phone me as soon as you switch your engine off.”

The phone went dead and I just sat there. I started to think of routes that I could take where there was less chance of me being seen, where there were no 2 lane traffic lights. I’d just worked out a route and was putting the car in gear when I remembered that Tony had told me to get naked.