Merry Weekday Widows by J J Lacey (top 5 books to read .txt) 📕

"Have you seen enough Janet, are you still thinking of defying me, I told you before to do as you're told, and you won't get slapped. I don't want to start slapping you into submission Janet, I know you like being fucked so just open your legs when told too and enjoy it. Unless of course, you would like to feel a little pain while you're fucked, I can arrange that if you wish. I have friends who like to make girls beg for mercy, while they are tied up and helpless."

"Would you like that Janet, 'no' then get on your knees," Alex said taking out his cock for her to suck? Janet was on her knees again after he had fucked her over the back of the settee, to suck his cock off. She was swallowing hard, as his cock pumped spunk into her mouth when he said. "Had a phone call from Frank he wants to set a date for an orgy, last Tuesday was a freebie for him, a trial run so to speak? He runs a men's club, and wants to put on some erotic entertainment."

"You can do a striptease act before letting the men there fuck you, Frank and I will split the takings. He has forty members, most nights there are ten to fifteen in there. His busiest night is Saturdays, I've told him we can't do it Saturdays, but we can do every other Monday Wednesday and Thursday." Janet shook visibly as she sucked hard on his blotted shrunken cock; she had drained it of all his sperm, but she continued to suck him as she listened to him.

A short time ago, she had defiantly hating him for what he had made her do with those men. Then he had taken out his penis and made her suck it, before bending her over to fuck her. The sight and feel of his cock; had once again turned her feelings towards him. The orgasm he gave her just before he pulled his cock out of her; was intensified when he ejaculated inside her mouth. His deception of her doing a striptease, then being fuck by all in the men's club strangely excited her.

Now she realised how weak she was, how addicted to sex she had become. When stimulated by the sight of a penis, all a man had to do it seems was to expose himself. Alex knew her weaknesses, those photos had made her temperature rise, and she had dropped to her knees at the sight of his cock. Her vagina was tingling now, as fresh vagina juices oozed from her. As he continued to excite her, with examples of other venues he could make money from her having sex.

He dragged her upstairs, to continue giving her orgasm's, with his mouth fingers and the sex toys from his bag. By five-thirty, he had fucked her another three times but had used her cunt tits and arsehole as playthings continually. She had sucked him off after each fuck, and he had scooped her orgasmic juices from her cunt with his fingers and made her suck it off them. He left her truly sexually satisfied, and kissing her cunt goodbye, promised to return to fuck her again.

The telephone had rung several times while Alex had her on the bed, it rings again fifteen minutes after Alex left her. "Hello," Janet answers, and heard an agitated Sandra, on the line. "Are you alright Janet, you haven't answered your phone all afternoon. I was going to come around to check on you, only Roberto stopped me. We must meet tomorrow for a chat; I can't to-night Roberto's staying until ten." Sandra said and Janet heard his voice, telling Sandra to hang up.

Janet wondered if he had said anything about seeing her last night, and the state she was in, was that the reason Sandra wanted to talk to her. Now, what could Janet say her season for going to the gateway motel was. Sandra knew Alex came to Janet's home to have sex, as Roberto went to Sandra's for the same reason, so telling her it was to meet Alex would not work. She could not tell her she had to meet three drug dealers there, and spend hours in a room with them.

Janet would have to wait until tomorrow to find out what Sandra wanted, and then she would have to tell little white lies to disguise to the truth. She put the phone down, and put Sandra and her questioning to the back of her mind. Then she went for a shower, then downstairs for something to eat. As she was finishing her meal, the phone rung again and thinking it was Sandra on the line. Only to be surprised to find it was Alex, and she was speechless as he told her.

"Frank has phoned me he wants a meeting; he wants to show us his club and to get some ideas from you. He wants' to know what you would like in the room, you will be entertaining men in.  He has some suggestions he wants to put to us, of what you could do on the stage, in front of the members. I have told him you are unenviable at the weekends, and I am away all next week."

"He going to pick you up on Monday at four, it's a half-hour drive to the club. He will show you around, and get your impressions on what you want in the room to entertain the men and when you wanted to start. He opens the club at seven; you might want to stay to see what the members are like. Alternatively, he will bring you home before, it would be up to you. Be pleasant to him Janet, I'll see you next Tuesday week." He said blowing her a kiss over the phone, before hanging up.

'Oh my goodness, Alex wasn't joking,' Janet thought, he really was planning with Frank, for her to perform at Frank's club. He would force her to do it, with the threat of showing those photos of her. She began imagining men cueing at the door to a room, just waiting to have sex with her. 'Oh my goodness, how am I to cope with men having sex with me night after night.' When her vagina was still feeling the effect of being with Alex, Janet thought, still looking at the phone in her hand.

A few glasses of wine settled her nerves somewhat, but though the night she had dreams of men abusing her. She woke several times to look around her, only to find she was alone. At ten in the morning, Sandra knocked on her door and entered with a large bottle of wine. She came straight to the point, as she poured out two glasses.

"Roberto said he picked you up at the gateway motel, just before midnight and you didn't look as you normally do. He was not going to tell me any more, but I pressed him to tell me. He said he was shocked to see the dress you were wearing; he never would have imagined you wearing such a revealing dress. Let alone wearing nothing under it, he was shocked at what it revealed to him. You were in such disarray; he could only guess at what happened to you in that room."

Sandra said handing Janet her glass and watching her drink half of it straight down. Janet had her eyes downcast, looking almost afraid to look at Sandra. "Well?" Sandra asked, her voice razed a little. Janet drank the rest of her wine and held out the empty glass; Sandra filled it and waited for Janet to drink more of it, before asking again, "well"? Janet timidly looked at her with a hint of a tear in her eyes, and then seemed to make up her mind to tell her friend all.

"Alex took lots of photos of us when we were having sex, and not just normal intercourse. He made me give him oral and photographed me doing it. I had to pose in revealing posses after we had had sex, and he took close-ups of my privet parts. They were most revealing, but he insisted on taking more of my vagina after he had taken his penis from me. I tried to make him stop, but he said he would show you all the photos if I didn't do as he said."

"Last Tuesday he must have put a drug in my drink, which made me sexy when I met him out the back of the casino. While we were having sex, a friend of his turned up and watched us. Alex was holding me down on the top of an air considerer unit, and I was shocked when he told his friend to have sex with me. That is why I was so long Sandra; they both had intercourse with me for a long time. Then when you took me home, he and Alex turned up and stayed all night."

"Wednesday Alex threatened me with the photos if I didn't go along with his plan to buy drugs. I had to wear that dress with nothing under it and meet some drug dealer at the motel. He drugged me and give me to them as part payment for his drugs, they kept me there for three hours." Janet finished with a tear in her eyes, almost relieved to have told someone her woes.

Sandra had listened quietly sipping her wine, but looking serious and shocked. Then when Janet had finished, she put down her glass and took Janet hand saying. "You poor dear, that must have been harrowing; I thought Alex was the right lover for you. Seems he has turned out to be a right bustard, by the sound of it. You must hate him now Janet, for doing that to you?" Sandra said seizing Janet's hand, in an act to console her.

"That's just it Sandra I can't hate him I love having sex with him too much. I tried to finish with him the other day, but as soon as he gets me passionate, I forgave him. I just surrender to his will when he takes his penis out, I just cannot get enough sex when he is with me Sandra, I just can't. He makes me do things I would never do with John, and I love him doing all those things."

"Do you think I'm a sex maniac, Sandra, I know I was drugged, but I never resisted the men having sex with me. In fact, I think I enjoyed having sex with them all, and I get hot and bothered thinking of them doing it" Janet said and seized Sandra's hand back. "Darling you said drug dealers, how many of them were there?" Sandra asked, and Janet lowered her eyes and she blushed and quietly said. "Three of them Sandra, they were three big Samoans with big penises."

Sandra sat upright and gasped, "three of them o my god, and they fucked you for three