by MrDeep ©
Hello again. If we haven't been introduced, I am C.C. I don't use my real name or where I work for security reasons.
What do I do, you ask? I am an executive for a large investment bank. I manipulate stock and gold prices. I turn stocks into gold. I hoard gold. I also manipulate woman. I turn women into sluts. I prefer married women. I hoard sluts. I sell the best ones on the "market" to the highest bidder.
My current project at work is to drain a hedge fund until the investors are bled dry. My second project is Marlee and her daughter, Sindi. Marlee works here. I'm not her boss. I'm her boss' boss. Relax! This is not sexual harassment. Marlee was curious about men like me. She wanted what I could give her. She relished being submissive to a powerful man. She willingly became my sexual slave. In fact, she willingly signed a consent form.
Sindi works as an exotic dancer in a live sex act. I got her that job. When she's not dancing, she's turning tricks for me. She has been a very lucrative investment.
"I heard from Fred today," Marlee sent me a text. She sends text messages while at work. Fred is her husband. He is doing hard time for drunk driving. It's a long story.
"Oh! What's up with him?" I worded the text ‘like I didn't know’. Actually, I manipulated his jail sentence like I manipulate stocks.
"He's wants me to visit him," Marlee texted.
"Are you going?"
"No!"
"How long he been in jail?" I had lost count of how long he had on his six-month sentence for drunken driving. Marlee and daughter, Sindi, have been living with me.
"Six months."
"Too bad. Is he adjusting?" I was lying. I knew Fred would never adjust. He could accommodate, but never adjust.
"He said they are turning him into a male hoe."
"LOL," I texted. I knew that would happen.
"LOL See you later."
How calloused can she be toward him, I thought. In just a few months, Marlee had started as a demure wife and mom, working for a banking firm, to become a slut and a whore with no compassion for her dumb-ass husband.
After five, I met Marlee in the parking garage. It was our usual dark corner where I parked my Mercedes.
She looked hot! On my suggestions, Marlee had made a number of changes. For one thing, I got the company to allow shorter skirts. Her miniskirt was totally "policy" and was just barely covering her hot pink thong. Her hair was almost platinum on the left side and red streaked on the right side. It was long and fell over her shoulder on the right and cascaded down her back on the left. Her eye shadow was a multi-tonal blue and green. Her eye-liner was thick and black, enhancing her wide, blue eyes. Her lips were full, pouty, and inviting, and they were enhanced with collagen that I paid for. She had a nose ring with a chain that hung from her nose across her face to her left ear. Her face was clear and smooth. Her makeup gave her face a post-orgasm glow.
I wanted her to not only be a slut; I wanted her to look like one, too.
We fell into each other's arms and began kissing passionately. I could feel my cock hardening. Every time I kissed Marlee, I thought about Sindi. Every time I thought about Sindi my cock stood up. I wanted to badly to get home to fuck Sindi.
I reached into Marlee's top and took her breast in my hand. I felt her nipples. They had bar bells holding gold shields. I broke off. I opened the door for her and watched how sexy her thighs looked as she sat down in my Mercedes. She worked out two hours each day and her thighs and legs were slim and athletic.
On the way home, visions of me fucking Sindi kept running through my mind.
Sindi had finished her work out and was lying across a massage table getting fucked. She had worked out hard for two hours. I hired a personal trainer. She paid him in hot cunt. Sindi was buff. Her legs were long and slender. She was five-foot tall, with wide blue eyes and blonde hair which cascaded down her back. I paid for a set of Double D breasts which looked beautiful on her. Her lips were enhanced with collagen giving her a sensual pouty look. I paid for that too.
Sindi's pelvis was rising and falling to provide more pleasure to her "trainer". She was too much for him. She squeezed his black shaft and caused him to prematurely ejaculate in her pussy.
I rolled my eyes. She was a pro!
In the back of my mind, I wanted to get Marlee out of the house. I wanted Sindi all for myself. Marlee had come a long way. My training had given her a lot of confidence. She could suck cock with the best of the hoes. Her ass was tight. Her asshole was slack. Her cunt was "tuned" with Kegals, but she was not in the class with Sindi's tight cunt and ass. I had to have that young hoe's tight white pleasure pits squeezing my shaft.
Sindi finished her work out and ran up to me. I embraced her and our lips met. Her lips – or rather the lips that I paid for – were soft and sensual. My cock began to rise immediately. Sindi reached down and felt my manhood only to make it go wild in her tiny hand. She knew what to do.
Sindi's eyes stayed affixed to my face as she sank down to her knees and took out my cock. Her mouth just barely fit around my glans. She sucked and then started laving my cock with her tongue, starting at the base. Then she put her mouth over my velvety balls and gently sucked on them.
I was going over the edge quickly. I strained to hold on.
Sindi stood up and we kissed passionately. I wanted to be inside her voluptuous body. I was highly aroused.
***
I pulled into the parking lot at the exclusive trendy strip club, the Booty Club, where Cindy worked. Both hoes were in the front with me. I had Sindi to wear a hot red chemise that consisted of two, two-inch wide strips of lacy material that crisscrossed at her cunt, leaving a gorgeous camel toe. The remainder of the lace barely covered her nipples. Then it went over her shoulder and gathered in the back.
For shoes, she wore patent leather pumps with five-inch elevator soles and 10-inch micro stiletto heels. Before we got out of the car, I gave her toke from my joint.
She was talking fast and giggling when she walked in the club. All eyes were on Sindi as she walked right up to the stage door and entered. She lost her way. I helped her "find" the dressing room.
Marlee helped her dress and get ready for her first act.
Marlee's ass was hot. She was wearing a black low-slung skin-tight micro mini skirt that stopped just below her slick, bare cunt. The Club Booty clientele knew her and how she could perform. I collected the money and directed them to Marlee's "payoff pit". Her specially trained ass had the greatest return on investment (ROI).
I saw Sindi finish her act. I knew where she would be. I walked behind the stage and found the little hot hoe in a stall in the ladies room. I pulled my cock out. She took it while sitting on the toilet. Sindi let the cock slip down her throat and tightened her muscles.
"Oh! Momma! You are so fucking hot," I moaned.
I pulled out and stood her up. She was nude. I pushed her over the bathroom sink and aimed my black cock at her pussy. It entered easily. I almost lost it right there. I gasped!
"Yeah daddy! Fuck me, daddy! Make me your baby momma," she said. I pushed in until I hit the bottom. I knew if I shoved further, it would open her cervix and slide into her momma womb. I wanted that so bad! Once I get those swimmers in her womb, the sky is the limit!
I grabbed a fist full of her blonde tresses and jerked her head back.
"That's right, daddy! Fuck me! Fuck me like a hoe! Cum in me and make me your baby momma," she said.
"Take it bitch! Take this black snake packed full of venom!" I screamed.