Clover Lane Ch. 15

Chapter Summary: Jim has more control at work as COO. To compensate he craves more domination at home. Alison hires thugs to attack Jim and Kris, Emily dominates Jim after a run, Kris continues her plans to peg Jim.

The week passed with Jim exhausted every evening due to long hours at work, but he didn't incur any additional penalties. On Friday Kris told him the 4 lashes for lying would be moved to another Friday. Sarah would still be invited to deliver them but not tonight. Instead he just got the 2 other lashes he had earned. Kris knew Jim was exhausted and didn't need a hard caning right now. Also, he wasn't going to the gym. She would wait until work calmed down and he was seeing Sarah regularly at the gym again. Having to strip in front of Sarah, having Sarah cane his ass, and then seeing her the next day would maximize the humiliation.

Jim spent much of Saturday catching up on lost sleep. Sunday morning he managed to meet Emily for a run.

"Good morning Miss Em."

"Hello Jim. It's good to see you getting some exercise again. I hear work has been tough."

"It's been a lot of long hours this past week. I expect it to calm down pretty soon."

"Good to hear. Did you have breakfast this morning, something other than Kris' pussy?

"I did."

"But you had her pussy first, like every morning?"

"Yes Miss Em, I did."

"Good slut. Let's go loser." Emily took off grinning back at Jim who followed at a bit slower pace.

When Jim got to the end Emily was sitting on the bench with her booty shorts around her ankles.

"What's up with that Miss Em."

Emily showed Jim text messages on her phone. Emily had sent Kris a text asking "Can I use your slut this am?

With the answer "Jim, service Emily as she commands before coming home. Kris."

"On your knees slut, this sweaty pussy and ass needs a good licking and Jack is busy with a client emergency. I know it won't be as good without your cum on it, but Jack says it's still tasty without it."

Jim dropped to his knees and immediately dove in to Emily's pussy. Grabbing her ass cheeks he pulled her into his face and ran his tongue from Emily's clit to the top of her ass crack, slurping and sucking her pussy lips and probing her rosebud like a starved man. Emily was enjoying every second of it but wondered what had him so worked up. As her orgasm approached she grabbed two handfuls of hair and held Jim at her clit while he tongued and sucked it. When her orgasm hit she sprayed his face and hair and released him. Jim went back to licking and sucking her pussy lips until she pushed him away,

"That's enough slut. I don't want to keep you. I know you are anxious to get home and get your butt plug back in. Can't do too much preparation for the big day, and it's coming soon. Now go home and show Kris that wet face of yours. Show her how you made me spray."

"Yes Miss."

As they both headed back to their houses Jim saw Claire walking his way. She looked to be dressed for a run herself, or a walk at least. "Good morning Miss Claire."

"Good morning Jim. My, you are a wet mess. What caused that?"

"Um, well.."

"Speak up now, don't be rude."

"Sorry Miss Claire, it was Miss Emily. She sprayed me."

Claire responded "Sprayed you did she? What caused that?"

knowing full well what caused it and just wanting to make Jim say it.

"Me licking her Miss Claire, after our run."

"Oh my, maybe I need to be running with you two. Do you think I could get my sweaty pussy licked at the end? Would you like that Jim?"

Blushing, Jim replied "I would Miss Claire, very much."

"I'll be talking with Kris. Off home with you now. I know Kris will want to see the result of your good work."

Jim came in the house and stripped off as expected. Kris met him at the door and admired his slick face and hair. "Looks like you did a good job on Emily. She doesn't often spray like that."

"Thank you Miss. I'd love to do the same for you."

"Down boy, you already did that once this morning. Maybe later, if you beg nicely. Now bend over and take your plug."

"Yes Miss."

After inserting his butt plug Kris gave Jim a hard slap on the ass saying "off to the shower now slut."

While Jim was in the shower Kris heard from Emily. "He went at my pussy and ass like it was his first meal in a week. What's got into him? Not that I'm complaining, he gave me one of the best orgasms I've had in months. Jack's going to have to up his game."

"I don't know Em, he was like that with me this morning, and he was asking to do me again when he just got back. Maybe it's a temporary thing or it may have something to do with the new job. Got to wait and see and enjoy it in the meantime. How about I tell him he is at your service at the end of every run until further notice?"

"Oh Kris, that is most generous, I'd love it. By the way, Claire saw him on his way home and made him tell. She said she wants to run with us sometimes, or at least meet us at the end."

"I'll tell him to serve Claire then too."

The following week Jim's hours dropped a little and he got home closer to normal time but still wasn't able to make the gym. Kris didn't push him but did notice his appetite for pussy didn't diminish a bit and perhaps even seemed to increase. Emily and Claire were helping keep him busy when he had time to run.

The next week Carrollton was back to normal production with the proper feedstock being supplied and Mike Smith began filling in as Engineering VP.

Jim moved into Alison's old office with Janine as his new secretary. He was sad to leave Helen behind but her job was secretary to the Engineering VP. Janine was pleasant but very reserved. A tall, willowy blond, she kept her long hair in a bun. Janine dressed very modestly, almost dowdy, especially for a 28 year old single woman.

Jim asked Helen about Janine and what to expect. "I don't know much really Jim, other than she seems highly competent. She became withdrawn after moving to her present position and was more open and friendly before. Janine is much more attractive than she shows now too, the way she dresses and does her hair have changed. I think that is all due to Alison, but I don't know. I do know she has been asking about you and what to expect, just as you are asking about her. I told her you are a terrible ogre, impossible to please, and awfully rude, and Jamie confirmed it."

Grinning, Jim said "Thanks Helen. It's been great working with you too. I think you will find Mike Smith is a terrible ogre also."

"No doubt. It's been wonderful working with you Jim. I hope you get the position permanently."

"Thanks Helen."

Jim called home on Friday to tell Kris he would only be working 30 minutes over and would be home soon. It was second week in a row with no punishment due and Jim's hours were getting back to normal, so Kris asked Sarah to come over and give Jim the 4 lashes that had been put off.

Jim was shocked when he came in the house and saw Sarah sitting on the couch grinning at him. He almost failed to strip off in time. The humiliation was clear to see and let Kris know she had done exactly the right thing. Jim could hardly look at Sarah as Kris removed his cage, but it didn't stop his cock from going fully erect as soon as it was released.

"Over the couch arm on the towel, you know the routine. Sarah will be giving you the four lashes you deserve, then she will put your butt plug in."

Jim managed to choke out "Yes Miss," as he moved into position.

Sarah dealt four hard lashes to Jim's ass, taking her time in between to admire her handiwork.

"Thank you for helping me correct my behavior Miss."

Saying "Stay right there Jim while I stretch your ass," Sarah pushed the plug in until it popped in place.

"You can stand up now Jim."

"Wow Kris, look at that precum. That's a precious man you have. Very well equipped too"

Then, heading for the door, Sarah said. "See you soon Jim" with a final glance at his erect 8 inches before leaving.

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Jim got up Saturday morning feeling like his old self. Work had been tough, and he expected it would be for weeks to come, but was back under control. After giving Kris her usual morning licking, he begged to be allowed to give her a second orgasm. Kris just grinned and said, "Yes, but you are going to do me from behind on your knees while I have my morning coffee at the kitchen counter."

As they made their way to the kitchen Kris told Jim, "Open the front door. If company comes by I can just tell them to come in and you won't have to stop."

Kris leaned on the counter with her legs spread and filled the coffee machine while Jim knelt behind her worshiping her ass and pussy. Jim was unaware she was texting the other women of Clover B inviting them over. "Jim is craving pussy and ass this morning. He is on his second helping at the moment. I am going to the gym shortly. If any of you would like to be serviced, please come over now."

Carol, Janice, and Claire were at their front door as Jim brought Kris to her second orgasm.

Recovering from a shaking orgasm Kris called "Come in ladies. Sit where you like, including on my slut's face. I'm going to go work out Jim. These three ladies own you until I get back in a couple of hours. Serve them well."

When Kris came home Claire and Janice had been satisfied and gone home, but Carol had Jim on the queening bench and was busy fucking his face. "Take you time Carol, I'm going to shower."

Carol was gone when Kris came out from showering and dressing. Three thank you notes lay on the counter. Jim was washing up in the other bathroom.

"Sounds like you served them well lover."

"Thank you Miss. I think Miss Carol could have stayed all day."

"How would you have felt about that?"

"I would have rather been licking you, otherwise I would have been thrilled."

"I'll let Carol know. Maybe next time. You going to work out today Jim?"

"Later was my plan. After dinner if I may. I'd like to get your car vacuumed out and wash and wax both while the sun is out."

"Good plan lover. Permission granted."

"Thank you Miss."

"Let's do lunch. I need to go talk with Kathy this afternoon."

"Yes Miss."

After lunch Jim went to work on the vehicles and Kris walked over to Kathy's house on Clover C.

"Come in Kris. You said you wanted to talk about Jim?

"Thanks Kathy. Yes, Jim has a new job with more responsibility and a greater span of control. It might be permanent or it might not. We won't know for several more weeks.

Since being in the job, Jim seems to crave even more submission. His appetite for servitude, licking pussy and ass, is insatiable. In the past he would beg to service me after three weeks of orgasm denial, but now after one week he is already begging. He brings me to orgasm and begs to do it again.

This morning, after licking me out twice, I asked Carol, Claire, and Janice over and he spent most of the morning servicing them repeatedly while I went to the gym. He was disappointed they didn't stay all day. What do you think is going on?"

"Wow, that's an interesting situation. Was Jim submissive before you moved here, before he became a VP?"

"No, not really, but I never pushed him to be either."

"So with a new job with more responsibility he accepted the cage and readily accepted a submissive role, like he needed it. I've never seen a man dive into subspace like Jim. You had to coax him along a bit at first, just to get him in the cage, then his resistance collapsed as he found out it was what he needed. Most men have to be coerced in some way, but not Jim. Now he has a job with even more control of others and their work activities."

"Kris, it seems to me there is a dichotomy here. I think it is the way his psyche seeks balance. He's not naturally either dominant or submissive. He takes charge at work because it's what the job requires, he is good at his job, and it increases his income. He likes his work because it helps others do well, not because of the power he wields. So at home he craves being controlled to balance his power and control at work."

"So you think his power at work increased so now he craves more submission, control, and humiliation at home."

"Exactly Kris."

"What do you think I should do?"

"If he was my man I would give him what he needs and love every second of it. I would be careful to let him show me how far to go and not go too far too fast, but only because you said the job may not be permanent. If he goes back to the old job his desire to submit at home may lessen. You can take him to any point you want regardless, but if he isn't craving it you need to go slower."

"What about when he retires, years from now?

"After a long period of being completely submissive to you and to other women, it will be an ingrained behavior that will never change without intentional reprogramming."

"That's excellent news Kathy. If this new job becomes permanent, I will probably be back for advice on how to push him deeper, although I already have some ideas."

"Is taking his ass, making him your bitch, part of that?"

"Definitely."

"Good plan. Pegging and cucking are very effective at increasing submission. Both will be fun for you and give him what he craves."

Kris walked home with a better understanding of the change in Jim. She was really hoping the new job would become permanent.

Once home, she saw Jim was finishing up on the vehicles. "Nice job lover, they look great. Next time I think you should do them naked. It's getting warm enough for that some days."

"Out here Miss, in the driveway?"

"Yes, is there a problem that the cane needs to address?"

"No Miss, if naked in the drive is what you want; it's what I will do."

"You're a smart man Jim Evers, I'm going to go cook supper."

After supper, Jim got ready and headed over to workout. Things were rather quiet at the gym, typical for a Saturday night. Kim was at the front desk and only one or two others were there working weights. Jim worked weights for a while then went in the back to do some bow staff work. He again found Sarah with her young student. She was sparing with him and stopping frequently to coach him on fighting techniques. She brought the lesson to a close shortly after Jim arrived. The young man left and Sarah came over to talk with Jim.

"Good to see you back working out Jim. I didn't know if you would come back after yesterday. By the way, your red striped ass looked awesome, not to mention the big boner you were sporting. Quite impressive."

"As far as yesterday goes, I got what I deserved. Once the punishment is delivered, all is forgiven, so I don't dwell on it and just try to do better. As for the gym, it's good to get back Sarah. Work has had me tied up for a few weeks."

"I could tie you up Jim. Would you like that?"

"Maybe, but it's not gonna happen. I see you've started teaching your student something more useful."

Tapping a key on her necklace above her jog bra Sarah replied "I'm teaching him lots, including how to defend himself, now that I am his keyholder. He is working out nicely and will by my little bitch soon. So, how about we spar and I show you what I've learned."

"Think you figured something out?"

"Yup."

"OK, we'll see."

They donned their gear and stepped into the ring. Jim adjusted his stance as Sarah stalked him looking for an opening. Jim intentionally began leaving an opening, as he had the other time they sparred. This time Sarah's attack towards the opening was a feint and her real attack came close to making contact with Jim's head. He slipped it, and took advantage of the opening her attack had left to tag Sarah on the head with a backfist, stopping her attack.

A similar scenario repeated but this time Jim's counter was a flurry of punches and kicks that had Sarah's defense overwhelmed.

"You did learn something Sarah."

"I may be getting beat but at least I'm not getting suckered. Thanks for the hint."

"That's progress."

They went a few more series with the same result before Kim came in the room to ask, "Miss Sarah, can I leave a little early? I know it's still an hour till closing but there is no one else here."

"Sure Kim, just lock the door and put up the closed sign."

When Kim went out she noticed a white van with a big Harley Davidson emblem on the side. It was about 50 yards away by the empty storefront adjacent to the gym. The van appeared to be empty so she didn't thing any more of it.

"Jim, can you give me a lift to Kathy's when you are finished? My car is in the shop and I am staying the night with her. You can save her the trip."

"Sure Sarah, I'm close to ready to go."

"Let me call her and let her know she doesn't need to pick me up."

Sarah and Jim put up their gear and Sarah made the call.

"I need to turn off the lights and set the alarm and we can go. The doors will lock automatically as soon as the door closes behind us." Sarah and Jim exited the gym and heard the automatic latch engage.

In the van, the leader of four thugs said "There they are. The executive and his trophy bitch. Let's go."

One of the men asked "Are you sure that's his wife?"

"Who else would he be with shithead? Besides, look at those tits. Didn't she say the bitch had a great body and big tits? Shut the fuck up and let's go."

Four bikers clamored out of the van and headed towards Jim and Sarah. The biggest of the four pulled out brass knuckles and told the others, "The client said to destroy the bitches' face and make him watch it happen. Bob, you and Al bust his legs. Tom, you grab the bitch. I'm gonna fuck her ass. Then you boys can do what you want with her. After we've had our fun, hubby there can watch me bust up her face so she will never look pretty again.

All four men were taller than Jim, the big one several inches taller. The two the big guy had called Bob and Al came walking towards Jim, one with a piece of chain wrapped around his wrist, swinging the loose end, and the other carrying a nightstick. Jim had named them in his head Fat Boy, Skinny, Chainman, and Nightstick. Fat Boy and Skinny were headed after Sarah.

"Sarah?"

"Yeah?"

"No rules in this fight."

"Got it."

"We need to spread out. Separate them where the two after you can't help the two after me. Use the wall to protect your back and keep moving side to side. I'll come help as soon as I can. Try to buy me 60 seconds."

"Any other advice?"

"Don't let Fat Boy hit you."

Jim opened the car door and grabbed the long windshield scraper he kept in the car. Not waiting, he charged at Chainman. Chainman braced and started to swing but Jim's attack was a feint. At the last he turned to Nightstick catching him by surprise. He struck Nightstick in the face with the metal edge of the scraper cutting a gash from eyebrow to jawbone slicing his right eye on the way. Nightstick screamed and dropped to the pavement clutching his face and ruined eye. The scraper had broken and Jim tossed it away.

Chainman was swinging at Jim as soon as he turned. Jim ducked his head covering it with his elbow held high and arm bent back so his hand covered the back of his neck. The blow glanced off his arm and shoulder without doing serious damage. Chainman tried to grab Jim with his left arm but Jim swatted it away. Then another blow was coming with the chain. Jim stepped inside of it taking the arm wide with a brushing block, then following with his left hand to grab the wrist. Pulling the wrist past him with his left hand he delivered a right elbow strike to his attacker's face. A second strike was delivered and Chainman sagged but didn't drop. Jim took the arm up, stepped under it lowering a little, then rose up as he pulled the arm down on his shoulder with both hands. Everybody heard the bone break. Chainman staggered back clutching the broken arm; fell on his butt and rolled onto his side.

Sarah had tried to keep Fat Boy and Skinny at bay but Skinny was fast, very fast. Fat Boy had told him to rip off her shirt and Skinny had gotten a hold on it and ripped it down. Knowing what he intended she made him pay with a broken nose, busted lips, and at least one tooth, but her jog bra had been almost ripped off and both tits were out. Skinny still had hold of her by her shredded jog bra and Fat Boy was closing in when he heard the snap of Chainman's arm.

Leaving Skinny to deal with Sarah, Fat Boy charged at Jim intending to tackle him. Jim saw him coming just in time to step on a left diagonal and catch Fat Boy with a right closeline to the neck. Fat Boy's feet went out and he landed flat on his back giving Jim a chance to check on Sarah. Skinny was tall, lean, and fast but Sarah was giving him all he wanted and more from the look of it. She looked like an Amazon warrior woman with both tits out fighting like a demon.

Fat Boy was getting up from his knees when Jim looked back, grabbed his head and delivered a jumping knee strike to the jaw. Fat Boy's head snapped back and he went down out cold.

Jim noticed Nightstick was crawling around on his knees and starting to get up and growled "Lie still asshole or I will take your other eye." Nightstick took the hint.

Skinny had glanced over and seen Fat Boy go down, then realized he was the last one standing. Outnumbered and outclassed he let go of Sarah's torn jog bra and made a run for the van.

Jim caught him as he reached the van with Sarah right behind. Jim carried Skinny straight into the side of the van, smashing his face against the metal. Jim pinned Skinny against the van with his thumb on the mandibular pressure point and one arm chicken winged.

"Looks like you're the lucky one. Just a busted face. That makes you the designated driver for your fellow assholes. They need to go to a hospital in a bit, but not quite yet."

Looking back at Sarah, Jim mouthed "Field goal," and Sarah nodded in understanding.

Jim hooked one of Skinny's legs with his ankle and pulled it over and Sarah delivered through the uprights to Skinny's ball sack, apparently a move she and big sis Kathy had learned well. Skinny collapsed in a heap and puked on the pavement.

Jim wasn't quite done yet and went over and found the nightstick dropped earlier. Sarah had seen the knee strike and was afraid Jim had broken Fat Boy's neck and killed him, but he was still breathing.

Fat Boy had a long leather belt that Jim pulled off. Laying the middle over Fat Boy's throat and with the ends crossed behind his head he told Sarah, "Sit there behind his head and put a foot against each shoulder. Take a belt end in each hand and get ready to pull it tight. When Fat Boy comes to I am going to get some answers."

Jim stood by with the nightstick and began poking Fat Boy in the face. As Fat Boy regained consciousness, Jim asked him, "Who paid you to take this beating?"

"Fuck off."

"Fuck off means air off. Sarah?"

Sarah pulled the belt tight and Fat Boy began to choke and struggled to get up. Jim wacked Fat Boy's right kneecap with the nightstick and put an end to that. After 30 seconds Jim nodded for Sarah to let up.

"OK let's try again. Who paid you?

"Fuck off asshole."

Jim nodded to Sarah. After 30 sec he nodded again and Sarah let up. Jim let Fat Boy get one breath then nodded again and Sarah cut of his air for another 30 seconds.

"Last chance to live. Who paid you?"

Fat Boy croaked "A woman."

"Take a breath and tell me her name or it will be your last."

"Alison, Alison Atkins he croaked."

"How much?"

"40K"

"Shit, that won't pay your medical bills. All at once?"

"20 before and 20 after."

"Doesn't look good for the 20 after."

"Motherfucker."

"Well Fat Boy, you were going to smash my wife's pretty face with your brass knuckles after raping her. That got me riled up. One problem with brass knuckles though, if your hand swells, they have to be cut off. I think your hand might swell. With that Jim brought the nightstick down on the back of Fat Boys hand, then again across his fingers, breaking all four, and once more just above the wrist.

Fat Boy began shaking with shock and passed out again.

Sarah looked shocked herself. Jim just said "I think we are almost done here except for the cleanup. Bring the belt. I'll get the nightstick and my ice scraper. Anything else with prints on it?"

"Don't think so."

"Is there surveillance video?"

"Yup. Two cameras with SD cards."

"Go back in and get the cards. Leave the cameras empty."

While Sarah was retrieving the SD cards, Jim went to where Skinny lay in his puke on the pavement and grabbed him by the hair. "A message for you and your fellow assholes. If I ever see one of you again it will be your last day above ground. Someplace west of the Mississippi would be a good move."

Sarah came out a few minutes later saying "Got them."

"Then let's go."

They got in Jim's car and Sarah was shaking, the stress finally getting to her now that it was over. As Jim pulled away she said "God damn Jim. What the fuck? Those guys were bikers, they've been in a shitload of fights and you destroyed them in seconds."

"Lucky hit with the ice scraper made all the difference."

"That's bullshit. Whatever, I need a drink."

"Are you OK other than the shirt?"

"Yup, you?"

"Bruised shoulder from the chain strike I took, and a sore butt."

"What happened to your butt."

Grinning, Jim said "You happened by."

"Oh yeah, but I didn't happen by, I was invited to have a bit of fun at your expense."

"You might want to put something on. There's a sweatshirt on the back seat."

"What, you don't like looking at my tits?"

"They are awesome, but I thought you might want to cover up. What happened there?"

"Fat Boy told Skinny to rip off my top. I anticipated his move and took the opportunity to break his nose. Somebody made a point of that to me recently, but he managed to get ahold of it rip it down. My tits being out distracted Fat Boy for a few seconds until he noticed your two were not doing so well. I guess nice tits come in handy."

Sarah pulled off the remains of her jog bra then reached back to get the sweatshirt.

"Listen Sarah, I'm sorry you got involved in this. Kris was obviously the real target to get her face busted."

"I'm glad I was here instead of Kris. Things might have turned out differently, unless she's a freakin' ninja too.

"She's not, and I owe you for being there."

"Nothing owed other than an explanation, and a drink or three."

"That you will get for sure. Our house OK?"

"Fine with me."

"Why take the video record?"

"I'm not really interested in the police being involved. The less information available to them the better, but they belong to you so it's your decision."

"That's why you wanted everything with prints?"

"Yup. The story of a corporate execs being in a fight with bikers isn't something I want on the news. It tends to limit upward mobility. I also don't want the assholes client to have any additional information. The bikers won't tell the police anything. Let them think it was a rival biker gang."

"What if the police ask about video?"

"Tell them the truth by saying the SD cards weren't in the cameras when you got there in the morning. They get swapped regularly. Someone may have screwed up."

"That isn't a lie."

"Right. Never lie to the police. They can lie to you, but you can't lie to them. That's why I never answer their questions. You don't have to answer, but if you do, make sure it's the truth.

"Here we are Sarah. Let's get those drinks. You like bourbon?"

"I do today."

As they entered the house Jim almost forgot to strip off then hurriedly met his time limit. Sarah just grinned at him as he stripped.

"Kris has you strip off every time you come in?"

"Yup."

"Why the rush?"

"Missing my time limit means lashes on Friday."

"Damn, good for her. Let me see that shoulder. It's bruised but doesn't look too bad. Your bum though, it's a thing of beauty."

"Hi Sarah. Jim, what are you two up to?"

"Miss, Sarah and I were attacked outside the gym tonight after she locked up. We are both OK but need some bourbon to calm down and we will tell you all about it."

"I'll get the bottle and three glasses."

After relating the events of the evening Kris asked, "What do you think is going to happen now?"

Nightstick lost an eye. Can't fix that. They will stitch up his face. Fat Boy's knee will heal but he will never jerk off with his right hand again. Chainman's arm will heal eventually, but he will be in a cast for months. Skinny will recover pretty quick, even if Sarah's kick ruptured a ball, a doc will just pluck it out."

"Those assholes are going to owe big money for their patch up. Alison sent them into something they didn't expect, probably told them to expect a soft corporate exec and his trophy wife. They will feel set up and be pissed. They will demand the rest of their money. Alison will probably refuse because the job wasn't done; maybe even make fun of them for getting busted up. There is no telling what they will do at that point."

"You think they will hurt her, or maybe worse?"

"It would not surprise me if she is in the news within a month."

"You mean her murder. Jim, should we do something?"

"Miss, I think we should continue to watch our backs and wait. Alison paid them to rape you, smash your face so that no amount of cosmetic surgery could make you pretty again, and to make me watch it happen. That is a terribly cruel and heartless thing to do. Knowing Alison's history, and taking everything into consideration, I think whatever she gets, she deserves."

"OK lover, I agree."

Sarah sipped her drink, now her third, and just listened, finally asking "Who is this Alison bitch?"

Kris answered "She worked for the same company as Jim and was his boss until recently. Jim was asked to investigate problems at one of the plants under her. The findings resulted in her dismissal and Jim now fills the job she had."

Jim added "She was implicated in a fraud she perpetrated to blackmail another employee. People like that always blame others when they get caught. The person who catches them is to blame for their troubles instead of their own actions. I thought she might try to get revenge of some sort, but tonight was worse than what I expected."

"An alpha male at work, the most dangerous fighter I have ever seen in action, and here you sit naked and cock caged in your own home, totally submissive to your wife and soon to be her bitch. You are an interesting man Jim Evers, an enigma."

"I think I have calmed down enough to go to Kathy's. I want to hear how you learned to fight like that, but not tonight. Kris, would you drive me over please?"

When Kris got home after dropping Sarah off she told Jim "Sarah is still in shock about what you did to those assholes, and how easily you did it. She told me she expected to get raped and her face busted tonight and for you to get busted up."

"I grew up in a different environment where I experienced things most Americans never experience. Sarah is a good fighter. I'm so thankful she was there and not you. We both got out unscathed because of that."

"Yes, but it wasn't fair to her Jim."

"No, it wasn't. We owe her and I have no idea how to repay that debt."

The next week went by without any inquiries about the fight outside the gym. It appeared the bikers had made it to a hospital on their own and were not talking about what happened, with who, or where.

On Monday there was an emergency meeting of the board of directors and Jim was named COO and Mike Smith VP of Engineering. Kris was ecstatic at the news. It meant a hefty raise for both Jim and Mike and she knew Jim's new appetite for submission was going to be sustained or might even increase. On top of that, Mike and Cindy would be relocating to the Nashville area and Kris was looking forward to spending a lot more time with Cindy.

Pete had also informed Jim that the threat to sue Maise had caused some internal investigations on their part. The investigation resulted in the firing of Ron Dickert and his boss and Maise had offered an acceptable financial settlement.

Kris had backed off of pushing Jim to beg to be pegged but began planning again on how to make it happen. It started with a call to Jasmine. "Jas, tell me girlfriend, is there a Clover Lane woman that can deep throat Harold, all the way I mean, the whole meaty thing?"

"Just one Kris."

"Let me guess, it's Melanie."

"You got it, that bitch could swallow a sword."

"Thanks Jas."

The next call was to Melanie that evening, "Mel, can I come visit, I have a favor to ask."

"Come any time Kris."

"I'll be over in a few."

Kris cut through the back path to Melanie's house in Clove A. "Hi Mel, I came to ask what you would trade for teaching me to deep throat a dick as long as Harold's."

"Teaching you and you doing it are two different things. I can't guarantee success, but if you are committed you could be successful. It will take a while."

"Name your price."

"Why do you want it so bad?"

"I think it will help me get Jim to beg me to take his ass."

"OK, here is my price. My bestie Breanna and I often double team each other's sluts. The slut eats ass and Bre and I do each other's pussy at the same time. You and Jim will do me whether you are successful or not, payment up front. If you are successful and you take Jim's ass, I want a chance to take it too. One more thing, to seal the deal you lick me out right now."

"Let me at that pussy Mel, you've got a deal. Tell me when you've had enough."

An hour later Kris' face was drenched from the three orgasms she had given Melanie. "The deal is sealed Kris. You've done your part, and expertly too."

"I know I said payment up front, but let's get you started. Before we get into deep throat training, let's talk about cock sucking. Some women think jerking a guy's cock with the head in her mouth till he spurts is a blowjob. I feel sorry for those guys. They are just getting a handjob where she catches his cum in her mouth. A real cock sucking should be done with the mouth only. Those soft warm parts should be doing all the stimulation until his cum boils out. If you can't suck the cum out of a man without using your hands, you can't really give a blowjob."

"To learn to deep throat Harold you need to get a 12 inch dildo as fat as Harold's dick. Get silicone, it tastes better than plastic. Stick it in your mouth and keep it there for hours at a time. Day after day push it as deep as you can without puking and keep it there as long as you can, all day if possible. Try to take and hold it deeper every day. Use marks to track your progress. When you get your gag reflex under control and get it where it's cutting off your air, I'll help you with the next part."

"OK Mel, how long do you think that will take?"

"It will take as long as it takes. I can't predict. It is up to you Kris, but some can never overcome the gag reflex. Once you control the gag reflex, the rest won't take long at all. Good luck with it."

"Thanks Mel. By the way, you have a delicious pussy. When do you want to get with Jim and I? "

"I'll call and let you know. It will be soon. Then I'll be looking forward to pegging that handsome slut of yours."

Wednesday evening was the next HOA/CLFC meeting. Kathy had opened the HOA meeting and said there was nothing new to report. The meeting was closed and they moved on to CLFC business.

Jess reported on the Slut Swap plans saying that the proposed date was the first Saturday in May. That date was approved. She went on with "Ladies, here is what Kris, Jasmine and I propose.

All sluts will be denied orgasm for a minimum of two weeks prior to the event, and if you would be so kind, they should be teased and edged mercilessly.

Sluts will be delivered hooded, gagged, hands cuffed behind, with collar and leash. The collar should have "slut" or "bitch" to show whether or not their ass is available for pegging. They are not to know anything in advance in order to increase humiliation and submission.

We will meet in a separate room out of earshot of the sluts. We will have a board with the slut's name, a slut or bitch designation, and a nail above it. All women will hang their keys on the nail above her slut's name. Every man is available for anything except that pegging is only allowed for those with the bitch designation.

Each woman or team will have a number. Numbers will be pulled at random and whoever has that number will take the key of their choice and go get their selected man slut, and lead him away by his leash. The sluts will know they are to serve when the woman shows the key she has. Man sluts are to be returned hooded, gagged, cuffed, with collar and leash to the same location by noon Sunday. Keys are to be returned and hung on the board.

A single 100mg dose of Viagra may be given at any time during the 24 hour period.

After retrieving our man sluts and taking them home, we will return for an after party at 1:00 PM. We will have wine and snacks, discuss how things went, improvement suggestions, any performance issues, share videos, etc.

Kathy was the first to speak up. "Jess, Kris, Jasmine, you girls have knocked it out of the park. That is an incredible plan."

A murmur of approval swept through the room.

Jess asked, "Are there any questions or concerns?"

None were raised and the proposal was accepted as presented.

Kris addressed the group with "Ladies, my slut has taken on more load at work, more responsibility and a greater span of control. It seems the more he controls at work, the more he craves being controlled at home. It used to be that Jim would constantly beg to be allowed to provide oral service after 3 weeks being denied an orgasm. Now, it only takes one week. Snicker."

"Poor woman, how to cope?" came from someone in the back.

"I have come up with a plan to address this issue, but I need help, so I am asking for volunteers. My plan is to make Jim learn to distinguish a Clover Lane woman by the taste and scent of her pussy."

Julia, sitting in the back spoke up "Such a needy slut. I think we can help him out. How would this work?"

"I would like to start with 5 women, a different one each evening, Mon through Friday. The first week Jim would service you from the queening bench while able to see you and know who you are. The following week he would service you blindfolded and must guess who is being serviced. A lash to be the penalty for a wrong answer, to be delivered on the spot by the woman."

This brought ohhs and ahhs and one "Hell yes" from the women.

Erin asked "And an additional lash until a right answer is provided?"

Kris responded with, "An excellent idea."

Jess asked, "How long do we keep this up?"

Kris responded " What do you ladies think? Maybe until he gets it right for all of you three times in a row?"

Carol was heard "Bare minimum, that" and was grinning ear to ear.

Nancy asked "When do we start."

Kris answered "Soon, but not before I make him my bitch."

Carol was next with "Hurry up and do it."

Then Donna asked "Will his ass be available for the Slut Swap?"

Kris answered "That's my plan."

Then the chorus began "Sign me up, me too, I'm in... until all 13 women said they wanted to participate.

Kris and Emily went shopping on Thursday for a giant dildo to start Kris training. The clerk was a short curvy woman in her 50's who asked "Can I help you gals find something?"

Kris answered "I am looking for a large dildo, 12" at least, and thick. Silicone if you have it."

Emily asked Kris "Do you want a giant black one to match Harold or does it matter?"

"If I got a black one I could tell Jim what I'm doing with it, that I want to deep throat Harold. Do you think that would be a good idea to increase his humiliation and submission?"

"Absolutely."

Turning to the clerk Kris said "Black it is."

The woman was grinning from ear to ear. "I believe we have just what you are looking for, please follow me."

Leading them to the selection of dildo's she pointed to one in particular. "Does that meet your needs."

"Wow Em, it could have been molded from Harold's dick except it's an inch longer."

Looking at the clerk Kris said "I'll take it."

Leaving the store Emily reminded Kris, "Don't forget to mark it to keep track of progress."

"I'm going to keep track on paper. Letter paper is 11 inches, I will match the base of the dick to the left edge and put a mark and date as I go. Anything off the paper is extra, but I think if I get that far I could swallow a sword."

"So what happens when you can take it all?"

"I'm gonna borrow Harold and make a video of me sucking him, deep throating him, sucking his balls, rubbing his dick all over my face, me just going nuts on his monster dick. I've got a video of Harold fucking me, and of me pegging Rick Dobbs."

"What you told Rick before pegging him is so fucking hot, I'm glad we videoed it."

"I'm going to use that too. I want you to help me put together a compilation of the three videos."

Then, for two weeks I'm not going to let Jim service me or anyone else. I'll have Donna and Janice and maybe some others over for my morning lick out and make Jim watch. Maybe do the same some evenings. He's addicted to my pussy, pussy in general actually, and he's going to be going crazy. When I think he's ready I'll tie him spread eagle to the bed, uncaged, and put the compilation on the TV and leave him watching it for an hour of two."

"I bet you a lick out when I go back and start teasing him he begs to be my bitch. I plan to make him beg for regular cucking too."

"Damn girl. That is HOT. So, is the cucking part of the bet too?"

"Yup."

"OK, I'll take that bet. Not because I think you won't succeed, but because it's a win-win. It sounds like you are going to owe a lot of Clover Lane women favors before you're done."

"Yup, but I'll have Jim's ass available to pay them off with."

Snickering, Emily asked "Do I get first crack at it?"

"First crack. You're funny. You know you do, right after me. He'll know it's coming to, seeing you standing there watching us while wearing your strap on. It's making my pussy leak just thinking about it."

"Well then, let me clean it up for you girlfriend."

"Oh, I'd like that Em. Have at it."