Dee: - A Little Bribery

 Dee: 

My husband’s new bar and brothel was coming along nicely. Still much work to do but I was starting to like the designs. Seeing them on paper is one thing but watching the builders put it together is quite another.

However, you can’t just have a few plans and some strong builders put together a brothel and bar in any town, let alone this one. There is always some red tape to cut through and part of that bureaucracy is getting licences to operate, be that for selling alcohol or even for the brothel. Prostitution is legal but there is always red tape!

The trouble is, the city’s offices are somewhat corrupt; the officials always seem to want to get something out of anything, they love getting their beaks wet and my husband, a legitimate businessman, is all too familiar with greasing the wheels.

Today, he was visiting with a number of city council members, looking to get the relevant paperwork so he can open and operate his new brothel and bar.   I don’t like to get involved in such meetings, I let him deal with the idiots in suits but I am always very much involved behind the scenes. I had plans that day to go to the gym and as my husband headed down to the bar to meet the council officials he asked me to drop by and say good bye before I headed to the gym for my work out.

I made my way down to the bar as he was in the middle of answering a question from the officials;

“Is the CCTV operational?” He said, looking around and pointing to some of the cameras in the bar area “Once the electrics have all been installed, we will be pretty well covered, however, as you can see, we are still in the construction phase and many of our systems are far from complete.”

I smiled to myself as I entered the bar as that was a great way of not actually answering the question while appearing to answer it fully. This seemed to even please the officials, who never are the smartest bunch, from what we have seen.

It was then my husband saw me entering the bar “Ah sweetheart come, come meet our guests.” Heads turned and widened as I sauntered in, wearing my tight gym clothes. I stood beside my husband and he held me close.

“Gentlemen, meet my wife, Dee..” He smiled proudly at me as I smiled warmly at the city officials. Their eyes were wandering over me lewdly “Hmm nice to meet you.” One of them said with a lewd grin on his lips. I smiled back and fluttered my lashes. I knew what they were thinking.

“Dee, here is going to the brothels’ headline whore. Aren’t you sweetheart?” He smiled proudly down at me. I nodded back with a bright smile and looked up at him. The official’s eyes quickly darted to my husband as they couldn’t believe what they were hearing. “Really? Your own wife is going to work as a whore here?”

I laughed and, as my husband smiled down at me, it was clear he wanted me to answer and I did. Casually and proudly I nodded and shrugged “Of course. I can’t wait to get going. I’m so excited!” I said, widening my big green eyes and lightly swaying my hips.

“This whole thing was her idea!” My husband added as he held me close and the gentlemen eyed me once more.

I was curious now, what had my husband planned? I knew he was going to grease the wheels of bureaucracy with this meeting, we both knew that nothing happens in this town without a bribe but did he have other ideas?

He looked down at me with a wicked grin as the officials slowly eyed me, undressing me with their eyes as they imagined me working in my own brothel.

“Say gentlemen, why don’t you all have a free sample?” My husband chuckled. I had to do a double take and look up at him but before I, or anyone, said anything he continued “I’m sure you’d all appreciate a personal taste of how my wife can entertain her clients, right?” I looked to the gathered officials and their grins grew wider. So this was his plan; offering me up to ‘sweeten the deal’ huh? I certainly wasn’t going to say no and I started to realise why he wanted me to pop down before I headed to the gym.

Before I had the chance to agree and offer myself, my husband could see they were interested but he decided to give them a little extra ‘push’. He quickly hooked one of his hands around my throat and under my chin, forcefully angling my chin upwards and he quickly unbuttoned my tight work out top. My large, rounded, dark breasts bounced free and proud.

I was so excited by the sudden display by my husband; treating me like his own personal whore and plaything to show off. It was an amazing feeling as he displayed me for the officials.   

He didn’t stop there; he reached down and firmly yanked my tight yoga pants down, perfectly exposing my pierced pussy. He was displaying me as if I was merchandise and he was the sales man trying to convince his customers to make their ‘purchase’.

“As you can see, gentlemen, Dee is the perfect whore! These large firm breasts and that tight black pussy will keep our client’s fully entertained all night long and she’ll be more than happy to give you more than just a teaser!” He grinned from under the brim of his hat.

I love to be objectified and my husband knew exactly how to excite that part of me. With his strong fingers dug into my throat firmly, my chin angled up as he displayed me to these unknown council officials, I utterly felt like nothing more than a sex object at that exact moment. It was wonderful because it was also fully unexpected.

A shiver of delight ran through me as the officials’ eyes widened and focused on my smooth, dark skin. A few moments later the lead official looked at his colleagues and then back to my husband;

“Well, it would be rude to refuse your hospitality. I think I speak for the three of us when I say we’d be happy to fully sample what your bar and brothel would offer when operational. We are nothing if not thorough!” He chuckled.

My eyes darted between the three men, now crowded closer around us and they all seemed more than in agreement. So this was my husband’s plan; he wanted these officials to fuck me and sample the brothel’s merchandise huh? Well, I wasn’t going to disappoint!

My husband let me go and firmly pushed me towards the officials with his palm flat between my shoulder blades. I quickly wiggled out of my clothing and looked up at the three officials.

“eeny meenie minie.. mo!” I giggled as I pointed my manicured finger between the men, falling on one of the officials.

He had dark hair but bleached tips, I thought to myself that style went out of fashion in the 90’s and it was clear this guy fancied himself as a bit of ‘trend setter’. With his patched tweed jacket he was clearly trying to look more important than he actually was. However, I couldn’t help but notice a gold band on his left ring finger. Ah well it seemed some poor girl had fallen for his ‘charm’ and agreed to marry him. Some women are so naïve; I bet she believes him to be more than faithful. Poor fool!

As he grinned broadly and puffed out his chest, I could tell he was somewhat nervous and trying to act cool. His colleagues encouraged him to ‘put me to work!’ I flashed a playful smile as I perched myself on a nearby bar stool, pushing out my rounded ass and leaning on the bar table. I offered my plump black pussy for the city official and he positioned himself behind me.

Meanwhile, my husband stepped back “I’ll leave you gentlemen to enjoy what Dee has to offer, I have a briefcase to prepare for you.” The lead official merely nodded as his attention seemed to be elsewhere. My husband flashed me an approving wink and smile before he slowly slipped away.

It seemed he had other plans I was not aware of. However, for now, it seemed my job was to keep these men occupied and as ‘tweed guy’ guided his fat white cock into my eager pussy and gripped my shoulder, I was more than happy to play my part!

It didn’t take long for ‘tweed guy’ to get into the swing of fucking a free whore! He seemed to enjoy my black, pierced pussy as his hips slammed into my plump, rounded ass cheeks. His married cock buried deep into me and caused me to shudder and moan. I won’t deny it; his cock was certainly hitting the right spots. I would comment that his wife is surprisingly lucky but I somehow don’t think he fucks his wife like he fucked me!

He reached around with both hands and roughly gripped my throat and side of my face. He roughly angled my head up and to the side as she squeezed my throat tight. With one of his fingers jammed into my mouth he really got motivated to fuck me. He was particularly eager to make the most out of me.

This is what a whore is for; you can fuck her like you’d never fuck your wife! You make love to your wife but you FUCK a whore and he was certainly doing the latter!

There were shouts of encouragement from his colleagues but then one pulled out a cell phone and started to hold it up in our direction. The lead official noticed that and angrily batted the phone out of his hands; “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” He screamed at his subordinate.

“Chill man, just making a record of my boy nailing that whore!” He replied, a little shocked at the lead official’s actions

“Have you got shit for brains?! Who you going to show that to?”

“I dunno, my gym bros maybe!” he replied sheepishly.

“You fucking idiot! If those pics get out we’re all fucked. Jesus! First time fucking a hoe huh?”

The ‘meat head’ seemed pretty beaten back but he knew his superior was right. “Sorry, I didn’t..”

“Yeh you never think, that’s your problem. Just watch and wait your turn, then just make a god damn mental note like the rest of us. That pretty little fiancée of yours wont accidently find a ‘mental note’ will she?!”

I would have laughed at the exchange but I was far too busy being firmly nailed by the denim and tweet clad married official.

My tits were bouncing beautifully as he had me pushed against the bar table, over the bar stool and with the ferociousness of his fucking, it was inevitable that soon he blasted my inner walls with thick, sticky spunk.

He pulled out of me once he had emptied both barrels inside my cum hungry pussy and let go of me. I caught my breath and the meat head exclaimed “Bro, did you just nut in that whore?!”

Tweed guy seemed a little worried for a moment but I piped up.

“Oh guys, don’t worry about it.” I said with a smile “creampies are going to be more than encouraged here and protection is 100% off limits, part of our appeal.” I smirked with a flick of my brows.

The officials looked at each other as if they couldn’t believe their luck!

“Well if that’s the case!...” Barked the meat head and he stepped forward. He pushed the tweed guy out of the way as he started to tuck his cum slathered cock back into his pants “Imma ‘bout to give this whore a gut full ‘o cum!”

I spun around on the bar stool and parted my thighs, offering the meat head my pussy as I leant back against the bar table. “How can I refuse such an offer?” I purred as I flashed him a ‘come hither’ smirk.

I swung my leg over his shoulder as he quickly shoved his long, thick white dick into me without a second of thought or hesitation.

“You want a cunt full of cum, whore?” He growled at me as he shoved his hips forward.

“Fuck yes!” I cooed “Both balls and don’t hold back!”

I felt that thick white dick drive deep into me and watched the expression on his face as he bottomed out inside me. “Damn! This one quality cunt!” He laughed as he started to thrust.

I grunted softly as his crown nudged deep inside me “Only the best pussy on offer here, Sir!” I cooed between moans.

Once ‘meat head’s’ Balls slammed against my thighs and his crown buried deep into my belly, he reached to wrap his hand around my throat. With his thumb gripping my cheek, he went to town!

I was forced against the bar table as he started to thrust, slamming his long, thick dick, deep into me. I imagined his fiancée was a  pretty but empty headed bimbo but it was more obvious that this guy was not shy in cheating on her.

The way he used me and the degrading words that escaped his lips, proved to me, I was certainly NOT the first whore he’d put to work. He seemed more than comfortable balls deep in paid pussy and I was rocking my hips in time to his thrusts, meeting his powerful hips as I moaned lewdly.

He had full disregard for me. I was nothing more than a hole to sink himself into and was thoroughly enjoying being put to work by this muscled meat head.

“Jesus!” exclaimed the lead official, “Don’t break her!” He laughed.

Meat head cast a quick glance over at his superior and smirked “Don’t worry boss, I have a feeling this whore can take a lot more.. Aint that right hoe?!” He snarled at me and I managed to curl a smile. Between my moans I squeezed out a reply “All day long!”

That caused the officials to laugh and the superior to shrug “Fair enough, tiny but mighty, I get it.”

 Another thick load was blasted into my uterus and I came hard on that thick, pulsing, white dick! “Hmm good girl!” Grunted ‘meat head’ and pulled his dick out of me.

“Alright, giver ‘er ‘ere!” barked the superior. He was a dumpy, over weight older man. He looked like he’d been working for the city for most of his life. Once the meat head had pulled himself from me and backed up, giving his superior room; the older official grabbed my hips and roughly pulled me off the bar stool. He spun me around and forcefully bent me over the stool. “Yeh boss man gonna take his turn” cheered the meat head as I parted my chocolate thighs and he unzipped his fly.

He angled his dick and pushed his crown into me. I let out a soft moan as his smaller cock slid inside. Sure he was smaller than his colleagues but it wasn’t like he was tiny and he knew how to use what he had. He gripped one of my ass cheeks and started to firmly massage my rump “Hmm damn, been a while since I had my hands on such a fine piece of ass!” He chuckled as he started to pound his hips against mine.

I cast a seductive smile over my shoulder, up at the older official but ‘tweed guy’ then strode up beside me. It seemed he was hard again and had decided my mouth was the next hole that needed filling. He grabbed the back of my head, curling his fingers into my thick, dark curls and yanked my head towards his proud cock. It was almost instinct at this point, as I opened my mouth and rolled my dark, plump lips over the ridge of his crown. He forced my head down onto his dick and I felt his tip nudge at the opening of my throat, ‘that’s it’ I thought to myself ‘use my throat!’ I did so much enjoy deep-throating.

The pair made short work of spit roasting me over the bar stool; ‘Tweed guy’ jamming my head down into his groin as he fucked my throat while the superior official slammed his rounded gut against my rump. His cock wasn’t doing a half bad job, I felt myself twitch and clamp down on him as I came again. The guys chuckled and high fived as I shuddered on their shafts.

“Quick! get ‘er on the floor!” Barked the older official…

He quickly pulled out of me and grabbed my shoulder, yanking me off ‘tweed guy’s’ knob with a sloppy ‘pop’!

He then forcefully pushed me down onto the bar floor tiles and started to jerk himself off in front of me. I looked up at him with my bright green eyes and fluttered my lashes. Tilting my head back, I opened my mouth and rolled out my tongue. I cupped my hands under my chin as if I was begging for his jizz!

He seemed to like my posture as his grinned down at me from over the top of his swelling tip. He farrowed his brow, made a gritted teethed grunt and shot a number of thick ropes of cum all over my delicate face. Thick drips of cum splattered on my forehead and cheeks, a rope landed across the bridge of my nose before he adjusted his aim for the last few shots to land in a perfectly neat line right down my offered throat and down the centre of my presented tongue!

With his previous load, mixed with ‘meat head’s’, dripping from my pussy onto the tiles, ‘tweed guy’ shot a nice thick rope across my nose and cheek with a satisfying grunt.

“Look at that pretty face, all covered in cum.. this whore is 5 star for sure!” commented the superior as he squeezed off the last few drops down my throat.

 “Yeh no kidding, she seems to really love what she does huh?” laughed ‘tweed guy’.

The meat head had been quietly watching the cum shot but he stepped forward once the other guys had finished. “Yeh is always better when the whore enjoys her work!” He laughs as he reached down, grabs a fist full of my long, curly hair, close to my scalp and roughly yanks me to my feet!

I wince as my hair is firmly and perfectly pulled, pulling me back to my feet. He then firmly shoved me against the opposite wall “… and we aint finished with her yet!” He snapped as he pulled my ass up and shoved his cock into me for the second time.

With cum dripping from my face, he quickly set the pace and slammed his long, thick cock deep into my sloppy pussy, I came almost instantly, these boys were putting me to perfect use and I was thoroughly enjoying every second of the rough fucking. If this is how these three were going to treat me, I couldn’t wait for opening night!

Again the meat head slammed his huge white cock deep into me, over and over, my pussy clamped and twitched around him. I will admit, it was an impressive cock! A little while after first pushing me against the wall and amidst the cheers of his peers, he came again! Another thick, heavy load of unknown cum splattered the walls of my unprotected uterus and my eyes rolled up as my jaw dropped. I shuddered and quivered as I felt him pump more and more cum into me.

“Fuck, this whore wife just loves having random nut pumped into her huh?” laughed the superior as the meat head pulled out.

“Yeh got a feeling this bar is going to be a real city treasure, you know?” Replied the meat head as I perched myself on the nearest bar stool with a proud smile.

 Now, either ‘tweed guy’ had never fucked a whore before, or he never got to fuck his wife this way but he was certainly eager to dip his wick in me:

I had barely perched my ass on the nearby stool when he stepped up and pushed me back into a laying position and spread my legs. “Yeh, I might have to get a membership.” he chuckled over his shoulder as he casually guided his cock into me again.

“No kidding there pal!” smirked the meat head “You can’t keep your dick out of her!”

He turned to look at me and I was offering him a welcoming smile as my bright green eyes twinkled in the lights. He firmly gripped my hair and started to fuck! “Can you blame me? This whore is fucking astonishing!”

There was no opposition to his comment and the other two just looked at each other, shrugged with a grin and nodded.

Once again ‘tweed guy’ put me to good use, drilling his eager cook deep into my cum hungry pussy. My large, rounded tits jiggled as he pounded me and I gripped the stool hard to retain my balance. He looked down at me, admiring the cum soaked, dark skinned whore that was more than happily taking his cock for free!

Another powerful orgasm tore through me and I panted like a bitch in heat. Mere moments after my pussy started to quiver, ‘tweed guy’ unloaded again! For the third time I felt a blast from his cock and for the second time, that blast originated from deep in my belly.

More thick ropes of salty nut butter were pumped into me as I came and, as he finished his last few thrusts, cum started to ooze from between my widened pussy lips and his slick, thrusting shaft.

 With the last jet of cum from ‘tweed guy’s’ cock, the door to the bar swung open and my husband strolled back in. ‘Tweed guy’ pulled out of me and tucked himself away  as my husband spoke “I trust my wife was  more that satisfying, Gentlemen?”

Zipping up his fly as I pulled my cum filled self from the stool he turned and nodded with a wide grin “She was… more than satisfying!”

“Indeed!” remarked the superior, noticing the suitcase my husband held in his hand “The perfect example of the quality we can expect from your establishment.. is that for us?”

I sauntered around behind my husband and to his side. Without taking his eyes off of the fat superior, he reached his arm around me and firmly grasped my throat, yanking me firmly against him. I sighed with delight as another quiver of pleasure ran up my spine, from pussy to back of the neck. His strong fingers squeezed my throat tight and dug into my neck perfectly. I love how he treated me like a sex toy in public, so firm and dominating. He really made me feel objectified and sexualized in situations such as this.

He laughed and reached out with the suit case. “It sure is. Think of it as a thankyou for helping us to get this new venue off the ground and all the paper work signed and in order.” He smirked from under the brim of his hat.

“Of course of course and we look forward to visiting your establishment and, of course, your beautiful wife, once you are fully open.”

I then felt my husband firmly yank on my throat, causing me to gasp suddenly with delight. “It would be our pleasure.” He answered “Now if you don’t mind, I have some further business to take care of.”

He showed the men out of the bar and we watched as they left. He then looked down at me and grinned “Clean their muck off your face, beautiful, and meet me in the security office.”

I nodded, he smiled, let go of my throat and headed out of the bar through a door marked “staff only”

 I cleaned myself up quickly and strolled towards the security office. I hadn’t bothered to put my clothes back on yet and strutted into the dark, smoky security office, wearing nothing but my training shoes.

The two, wide shouldered security guards were hunched over the security desk with my husband stood between them, resting his palms on the backs of their chairs. They were watching the security screens but I couldn’t yet see what they were watching, only the dim light from the screens haloing the figures in the darkened room.

My husband turned to see me walk in and he stood up straight and tapped the shoulder of one of the guards. “Alright lads, thanks for your effort now if you don’t mind…” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder and the guards stood up.

The guards turned and saw me in the door way. I smiled up at both of these huge men and they grinned back down at me, admiring my naked body before them. I continued to smile proudly as one of them grunted “Damn, looking good there Dee..” and he cheekily groped my left breast as he left the room. I giggled a little and the second security guard flashed me a wink and swatted my rump as he too, left the room.

My husband didn’t bat an eye at their comments or interactions with me; he just waited until they left. It wasn’t like he hadn’t walked in on me fucking either one or both of the security guards at one point or another.

He gestured for me to come towards the security desk. There were a number of glowing monitors lined along one side of the desk, a couple of chairs and a few security controls. I stood there, at the edge of the desk and looked towards the two monitors. They showed various angles of the bar area.

My eyes widened and I started to grin broadly as I noticed some figures on the screens. It was my husband and the three city officials. It seemed my husband hadn’t been fully truthful with the guys; it seems the security cameras were fully operational and not only that, wired for sound too! I could hear their entire conversation as I watched them on the screen.

“Oh you sneaky..” I laughed as I started to look over my shoulder at him. He grinned back down at me.

“Oh you know how it goes.” He gruffly commented “But the best is coming.. watch!” He pointed at the screen and I watched as I could see myself wander into the scene. My smile widened and I suddenly felt a hand on my hip.

Suddenly, my husband pushed me down flat against the top of the desk! I gasped as he slammed me down and placed his wide, strong palm on the side of my face, pinning me down against the desk with my face angled towards the screens. “Watch!” he barked and I looked towards the screens as the scene switched to show the men getting to work on me. “See how much of a whore my wife actually is!” He smirked as I felt his hand remove from my hip for a moment.

The next thing I felt was my husband’s huge cock drive deep into my tight, sloppy black cunt! I let out an erotic moan of pleasure as he replaced his hand on my hip and drove the remaining length deep inside me. With my head firmly pinned to the desk, he started to violently fuck his whore of a wife as I was forced to watch myself fuck three complete strangers.

Through his grunting and my moaning he explained “You see, these council cunts are a greedy fucking bunch… Not only do they expect a suitcase full of cash to do their damn job..” he growled angrily as he furiously thrust his huge cock deep into my sodden pussy, already dripping with strange jizz. “but these dicks quite often come back for more! Now this little movie here may make them think twice in making too many demands of our new business.”

This was too much! Not only was my husband fucking me like I was no more than a cheap whore but he was explaining to me that I wasn’t just part of the bride, I was also the god damn blackmail!

My eyes were locked on the multiple screens as I watched the video play, I watched those three council officials fuck me in full colour and could even hear how they spoke about me, and groaned as they came inside me.

The desk rocked violently as my husband slammed his cock into me and I was pinned so hard I could hardly move against the cold desk. He and the security guards had watched the whole scene and had been recording it for future ‘insurance’!

“Such a good girl! I’m so proud of you today!” I heard him grunt from behind me.

I was in heaven! My body was full of pleasure and quivered with delight. I really WAS his whore!

I came so hard! I was a mess of erotic pleasure and even more so when he blasted my already cum soaked uterus with his own thick ropes of spooge!

Now I really couldn’t wait for the brothel to open!

I also, somehow forgot that I was meant to go to the gym today!

I hoped you enjoyed my little story. It was a lot of fun to put together for you. I can’t wait until I get my next shoot done!

Thankyou to everyone for your continued support, it is what keeps us doing what we love to do!

*KISSES* Dee!