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the keyboard and then
quickly replied. I’m supposed to have sex with him?
    Yes. That’s not a problem. The second sentence
wasn’t a question; it was a statement of fact.
    What if he’s not safe or crazy or something?
    I can see you and him on my security system. He’s a
nice man. He’s clean and safe. You are to have sex with him. You are my
property and will do as I order.
    *Joseph has disconnected.
    As Kassie walked slowly upstairs wondering how many men
and women she would be expected to have sex with over the next year. She wasn’t
sure if she was scared or excited at the prospect. When she walked into the
bedroom Doug was sitting on the bed, shirtless and shoeless. He was nice to
look at. Doug’s appearance was nothing special, plain, hardly noticeable beyond
his dark hair and blue eyes. “Take off the robe,” he said. “I want to see your
tits.”
    She unbelted the robe and dropped it to the carpet;
standing casually in front of him she heard herself asking, “How do you want to
have sex?”
    “You’ve got nice tits, not too big, not too small. I like
that. Take off your panties.”
    The g-string joined the robe on the floor. Kassie was
excited to be naked in front of a stranger knowing she’d be having sex with him
shortly. She had no will of her own. She was a possession of Joseph. It was
easy to step outside herself this was.
    “Thank you.”
    “Get on your knees and suck my cock,” he ordered. It
wasn’t a harsh, crude command of a man demanding something of a woman he saw as
weak and inferior, something to be used and thrown away. It was the direct
request of a man who knew what he wanted from her.
    She obeyed. It was easy to get down on the floor,
unbuckle his belt, unbutton and unzip his pants, shuffle down the material and
expose his semi-hard cock. It wasn’t big or small. It was just nice.
    When she lowered her head and took him in her mouth it
was only necessary to suck him for a minute before he was good and hard. He
didn’t look terribly old, thirty, thirty-five at most. He was probably horny
and excited about getting to fuck an eighteen year old, Kassie reasoned.
    “Get on the bed,” he said. “On your back.”
    She found she was excited. Her pussy was wet and the idea
that she was going to have sex with a stranger was so deliciously obscene she
found her stomach doing flip-flops. When he stood up and pushed his pants off
she watched him carefully. His cock stayed erect and as he clambered on top of
her she grabbed his erection to guide it directly to her pussy.
    Just before he entered her he said, “This is great. The
last time I fucked an eighteen year old I was eighteen.”
    “How old are you?” Kassie asked.
    His cockhead pushed inside her pussy. Her sex was wet
enough that he slipped in without any problem.
    “Thirty six.”
    That was when she realized she was half his age.
Theoretically old enough to be her father. She knew that Joseph was older. She
was fucking men more than twice her age and it didn’t bother her. That was the
moment she realized there must be something wrong with her brain; this wasn’t
normal.
    When Doug started thrusting his hard cock into her again
and again, faster and faster she changed her mind. It wasn’t normal. Normal was
boring.
    It was better than normal.
    The orgasm she had when he came wasn’t that great, but
his was so powerful she could feel the cum overfilling her pussy and oozing out
between her lips as he continued to thrust into her body. She wrapped her legs
around his waist and let him spend himself until he was too exhausted and too
flaccid to continue.
    They rested together a while. She was fairly certain she
fell asleep and he watched her as she dozed. He didn’t do anything to her body
while she was asleep. She was disappointed in that. It would have been exciting
to have been woken by his fingers exploring where they didn’t belong. Instead
it was him getting out of bed and pulling on his pants that woke her.
    “Why did