Chapter 1

"Aw, come on, Kathy, I know you want to fuck me," Jack Johnson whispered as he slipped his hands under her sweater and rubbed his sweating palm over her tits. Jack finally had Kathy where he wanted her-sitting on the couch in his apartment. "Give in and fuck me, Kathy. You can't imagine how bad I want to fuck your sweet pussy, baby. God! I'm just dying to fuck you, Kathy."

"No way, Jack," she purred. "I'm a virgin, and I'm going to stay that way. I'm saving my cherry for my husband, and you and I aren't married. Not yet, anyway." She arched her back and luxuriated as Jack massaged her luscious tits which heaved and bobbed in his grasp. Her nipples became taut, pointed buttons. Her ripe, virgin pussy throbbed with desire. She breathed heavily because she really wanted to fuck Jack. He was a handsome man and a very successful junior executive at the firm.

But, in Kathy Kramer's mind, Jack simply wasn't successful enough. She wanted to land the man at the top of Benson's Quarterly Magazine, the most prestigious horse-racing publication in California, with offices in glamorous Beverly Hills. No, she simply would not allow herself to get carried away by lust and passion. Kathy wanted the renowned Mr. Benjamin Benson, the founder and president of the corporation where she was employed as a secretary. She could wait. She had waited this long, six months. Kathy Kramer was a beautiful, scheming young woman who knew what she wanted and had a well-thought-out plan for how to get it.

"Damn, Kathy!" Jack Johnson exclaimed breathlessly. "You are so fucking beautiful. Jesus, I love you so much. And, I know damned well that you love me, too. Please, let me fuck you, baby. You'll love it, darling. I'll be real sweet and gentle. I promise. You said that you might marry me. Doesn't that mean anything?" His damp fingers gripped her lovely pink nipple and twirled it about. He licked the soft curve of her neck adoringly.

"Sure, Jack. I...I like you a lot. But, don't rush me. I said that I might marry you. I...I'm not really sure yet." But, she really was sure that she wouldn't marry Jack Johnson. Jack was a nice man, but he wasn't the man she wanted. She was only using Jack Johnson to get to the top. Kathy had no scruples about using the junior executive as a means to an end, that end being the fabulously wealthy Mr. Benjamin Benson. Still, she had to be careful. She couldn't afford to offend Jack, or he might fire her and destroy her carefully laid plans. She had to soothe his huge male ego, but she knew exactly how to do that. Reaching across his heaving chest, she slipped her hand down his upper torso and slid her pretty, well-manicured fingers across the crotch of his trousers. His prick was throbbing mightily inside his pants.

"Ohhhhh, Kathy," he gasped as he felt her hand rubbing at his crotch. "I want to fuck you so bad, baby. Please. I...I can't take much more of this."

"Shhhh. Relax, darling. Relax and enjoy my fingers. You love my pretty fingers, don't you, Jack?" she whispered. She pouted, opened, her deep blue eyes wide and pretended to act hurt.

"Y-yes...I love your fingers, Kathy," he stammered in reply, wriggling his ass on the deep cushions of the touch. "But, I just..."

"I know. You want more. You want to fuck me. But, you can't, Jack. Not now. You know how I feel about my virginity. You'll just have to be satisfied with this for now, darling."

Her soothing voice seemed to placate the nervous man for the time being. He slouched on the couch, his eyes rolling in his head. A thin line of perspiration formed on his,brow and he clenched his teeth, his mind aswirl with desire. Her deft fingers found his zipper and she tugged it down. Reaching inside of his pants, she cupped his balls and pulled out his constricted ball-sac. Stealing a fleeting glance at his crotch, she shuddered happily as she caught sight of his raging hard-on. His cock-knob was purplish and rubbery. His lengthy cock was lined with veins. Tenderly, gently, lovingly, she ran her long, lacquered fingernails along his throbbing cock-shaft, raking her nails lightly across his sensitive prick which pulsated in response to her well-practiced caresses.

"Unnggghh! Oh, yeah! Goddamn!" he gasped with pleasure. "You do that so well, Kathy. Ummm! Damn, I love you, baby! I can't wait until we get married, honey." His features became contorted as he sucked in a deep breath of air. He squeezed her nipple and bent down to suck her luscious, thrusting tit.

Jack Johnson adored his beautiful young secretary. She was the loveliest, most adorable woman in the whole office, and Jack was proud that she was his girl. He was aching to fuck her sweet pussy, but she wouldn't allow it. Kathy Kramer was an old-fashioned girl, he thought. She was un-like any of the other women that he had dated. He never had any trouble fucking the secretaries at the office. He knew damned well that he could have married any one of them if he had wanted. He was a well-respected junior executive, confident of his own good looks, with a good salary. In short, Jack Johnson was a good catch. The only thing that he wanted was to marry the voluptuous Kathy Kramer. Then, he would be able to fuck her sweet cunt any time he felt like it and all the guys at the office would envy him.

"You like this, don't you, Jack?" Kathy purred softly. She gripped his prick in her fist and pumped the heated flesh of his lengthy shaft. She licked her lips and smiled at him, her tits heaving as he stroked and tenderly pinched her taut nipples.

"Yeah, I...I love it, Kathy," he stammered. "I love you, darling. Ummm!" He sighed and moved his hips back and forth to derive the maximum pleasure from her caressing hand. At the same time, he sucked hard on her nipple, slurping her taut pink tit-button deep into his hot mouth.

Gripping the base of his throbbing cock tightly in her fist, Kathy pulled at his raging hard prick. She loved to toss Jack Johnson off. She got a kick out of making the cocky man squirm about in her grasp as she jerked hard and fast on his mighty prick. She knew just how to manipulate his cock so that she brought him to the verge of coming. Then, she would back off, slow down, and leave him hanging. Clamping her fist around his bloated cock, she fingered the sensitive spot beneath his cock-knob and smiled as she heard him gasp with sexual pleasure. This time, she decided, she would toss Jack off properly. She would make him come. She had to keep the man somewhat satisfied. She simply had to keep him wrapped around her little finger. It was a shame, she thought, that she had to use Jack so ruthlessly to get to the top. When she got what she wanted and finally dumped him, she knew that he would be heartbroken, but that was just too damned bad.

"Oh, Kathy. Please do something for me, darling," he pleaded as he released his sucking lips from her nipple and stared into her lovely, blue eyes.

"I told you, Jack," she replied in anger. "I'm not going to let you fuck me."

"I know. I know. But, will you...will you suck my cock?" he blurted. "Please give me a blowjob."

She thought about it for a moment as she looked at his throbbing prick. Why not? she thought. That would keep him happy for a while. "Okay," she said.

She bent down and slipped his prick-tip between her ruby lips. Jack's cock lurched and spasmed in her mouth. She could actually feel his prick growing and filling with blood as she slurped his cock into her mouth. His cock-knob hammered away in her mouth, banging against the insides of her cheeks and the roof of her mouth. She almost gagged as he bucked, slamming his rock-hard prick deep into her mouth.

"Unnggghhh! Yeah! Ohhhh! Hot damn!" he snorted as he twisted and turned on the couch, face-fucking her with his stiff, throbbing cock.

Kathy was stunned and bewildered. Jack had never acted so lewdly before. He was mouthing crude obscenities as his prick slammed hard and fast into her sucking mouth. Jack seemed to have lost all control. He was overcome with passion and lust.

"Yeah, suck it! Suck my cock, Kathy. Ummmmm! Damn! Give me a good fucking blow-job, baby! Suck it harder! Go for it, bitch!"

Kathy could hardly believe her ears. Jack had just called her a bitch! He was acting like a wild animal! How could he call her such a terrible thing? She didn't deserve that kind of treatment. She wouldn't stand for it! She quickly pulled her mouth away from his cock and stared at him in disbelief.

"What the hell's come over you, Jack? Why are you talking to me like that?" she demanded.

"Shut up and suck my cock, dammit! You started the job. Now finish it!"

He had a most angry tone in his voice and Kathy knew at once that Jack meant business. His eyes were glazed over and beads of sweat dotted his forehead. His features were contorted in a vengeful mask of unbridled lust.

"But, Jack...I don't understand. Why are you behaving in such a crude manner. It doesn't make any-"

"I said shut up, bitch! Suck my cock!" he commanded. He grimaced and, without warning, slapped her hard across the mouth.

Kathy winced as the open-palmed blow struck her, rattling her perfect white teeth. Her cheek turned crimson and a sharp pain lanced through her face. Tears formed in her eyes and she glanced at him, appealing for mercy, fully expecting to see him anxiously attempting to apologize for his horrid behavior.

But Jack Johnson was in no mood to apologize. He was angry and at the end of his rope with his lovely young secretary. She had pushed him too far, and now he had snapped. He seemed to have no control over his actions. Gripping a thick handful of her curly blonde hair in his fist, he shoved her face down toward his stiff prick. "Suck my cock! Now!" he bellowed, his throaty voice threatening and filled with menace. He punctuated his command by slapping her again, and shoved her roughly to the floor. Her knees scraped across the carpet and he pulled her head upward thrusting his hips forward so that his prick was positioned before her tear-filled eyes. She knelt before him, scared out of her tits. "Suck my cock! Suck it!"

"Wh-what's come over you, Jack?" she stammered.

"I've had it with you, you fucking prick-teaser!" he snorted. "I'm not the sort of man that a woman can play with, Kathy. I've just about had it with you. I'm going crazy. Now, if you know what's good for you, you better start sucking my cock right now, before I completely lose my temper and decide to rape your cunt!"

Kathy could tell by the angry tone of his voice that Jack wasn't kidding. He meant every word of his vile threat. She knew that she had no choice but to obey his lewd command. The last thing that she wanted now was to be raped! That would ruin her plans to snare the rich and powerful Mr. Benjamin Benson. Benson had a reputation for wholesomeness. He often spoke out against loose sex, and it was a well-known policy at the office that any woman caught fucking around would be immediately fired from her job. If she hoped to marry Benjamin Benson, she would have to remain a virgin.

"Okay, okay!" she exclaimed. "I'll do it, Jack! I'll suck your cock." She bent down and, once again, sucked his mighty prick between her ruby lips. Immediately, Jack began to face-fuck her furiously, ramming his lengthy prick between her lips, deep into her hot mouth.

"Ggghhhh! Yeah, shit! Hot fucking damn!" he snorted as he brutally face-fucked the beautiful woman, slamming his cock into her mouth, his tight, sweat-dampened ball-sac slapping lewdly beneath her chin.

Jack's hairy crotch obscured her vision, so she closed her eyes tightly and went about the vile task of sucking his throbbing prick. His cock probed about inside her hot mouth, slithering across her tongue and impaling her throat, cutting off her intake of oxygen. She coughed and gagged, trying desperately to breathe in air, but she could only manage short breaths. Her head ached and her mind raced with fear. This was a dreadful situation, but she had to keep sucking Jack's raging prick. If she stopped, he would beat her some more. What was even worse, he might insist on raping her virgin pussy. She couldn't have that!

"Yeah, my lovely little bitch! Give your man a dynamite blowjob, Kathy. Go for it, cunt!" he bellowed obscenely.

As Jack's prick sluiced in and out of her slurping lips, Kathy felt humiliated, terribly degraded and horribly frightened. Jack was behaving like a madman! Feelings of hate and fear welled up inside of her as she bent to her debasing task. His cock was growing to enormous proportions in her mouth. The tip of his cock pressed far into her throat and she coughed and wheezed as she struggled to maintain her composure and draw air into her lungs.

"Go for it, slut!" he rasped lewdly. "Give me a damn good blowjob and I won't fuck your pussy! Suck my cock, you bitch! Cock-teasing fucking whore!" He jerked his hips forward and his balls slapped at her chin, making an indescribably lewd noise that filled the living room of his apartment. Jack was halfway off the couch now, slouched down, his eyeballs deep in their sockets as he face-fucked the young woman. He swung his thighs up and wrapped them around Kathy's neck, pressing tightly against her ears until her head spun and she could only hear muffled sounds of Jack grunting and groaning as he fucked her mouth with his throbbing, stiff prick.

"Unnnggghhh! Ummppphhh! Unnnnnnn!" he grunted, tightening his pelvic muscles and thrusting forward again, impaling her mouth with his raging hard cock. "Suck! Suck! Suck my cock, bitch! Suck it harder!"

Suddenly, he slipped off the couch and fell down on her, knocking her over backward. Her head hit the floor with the force of a hammer and she blacked out for a second, but, when she came to her senses, she realized that Jack had not missed a single stroke into her sucking mouth. He was straddling her face now, his knees pressing into the carpet on either side of her head, his balls slapping at her chin, his cock ramming deep into her ravaged throat as she continued to suck his prick.

"Yeah, shit!" he hissed. "Get my rocks off, bitch! Come right in your sucking mouth, baby! Shoot my wad down your fucking throat! Hot fucking damn, bitch! Suck my prick! Hard! Harder!"

She looked up at him and shuddered with fear as she watched him lunge forward, ramming his mighty cock-shaft into her sucking mouth. His prick sluiced hard and fast, parting her lips as his lengthy cock-shaft disappeared again and again in her mouth. His face was covered with perspiration and rivers of sweat streamed down from his forehead, running down his cheeks to his chin and dripping onto the floor. His eyes were glazed over and he appeared to be lost in a world of his own-a world of unrestrained lust. He seemed to be totally unconcerned that he was brutally and forcefully fucking the mouth of the woman that he had proposed to.

Kathy now hated Jack Johnson! Hated him with all of her heart! She would never have imagined that Jack was capable of treating her so roughly and cruelly. He had always had sex on his brain, but all men were that way, she thought. Now she knew the truth. Jack Johnson was an evil, wicked, crude, depraved man who had absolutely no control over his decadent sexual desires. He was brutal and vicious, and now she no longer felt guilty about using him. She tried to console herself with the thought that, some day, she would be married to Jack Johnson's boss. Then, she thought smugly, she would get Jack fired from his job.

The brutal reality of her present situation returned to her suddenly as she felt Jack's cock-knob begin to twitch with spasmodic convulsions, rubbing against the roof of her mouth. "Unnggghhh! Shit! Any...second...now! Yeah! Gonna shoot my load right up your throat, bitch! Fucking cock-teaser!"

She sucked hard on his cock, slurping his bulbous cock-knob deep into her throat. His balls tightened into a leathery sac and smacked under her chin. She wondered how she had managed to get caught in such a situation as this...actually being forced to suck Jack's prick. It was a nightmarish experience over which she had no control. This thought frightened her terribly. Never had she been so horribly abused before. In the past, she had always managed to control her men. None of them had ever dared to treat her badly for fear that they would lose her. That was the way that Jack Johnson had behaved too...until tonight.

Jack was panting lewdly as he stabbed his mammoth cock into her mouth. His hips jerked rhythmically as he face-fucked her, grinding his pungent crotch into her face.

Suddenly, Jack caught his breath. His body stiffened. He gasped huskily. Then, plunging forward with a powerful cock-thrust that sent his raging prick slithering deep into her throat, he shouted, "Aaaaggghjhh!" He grabbed her by the hair, his clammy hands clenching her beautiful, curly blonde locks, and pulled her face forward. Without warning, his constricted balls released their load of scalding jism. His cum shot out of his cock-slit and spattered across the roof of her mouth. She gagged and tried to spit out his prick to avoid being forced to swallow his jism.

"Swallow my cum, dammit! Swallow it! Drink it all down your fucking throat, bitch!" he snorted loudly as he came. His jism flooded her sucking mouth, coating the insides of her mouth with sticky cum. "Swallow it!" Slap! Slap! Slap! Three times in quick succession, he smacked her face, all the time holding her chin in place so that his spewing prick could not slip out of her lips. "Swallow my cum, damn you!"

Resigning herself to the vile task, Kathy swallowed his cum...and her pride! She slurped his scalding jism down her throat, tasting the salty cum that stuck to her tongue.

"Unnggghhh! Aaggghh!" he grunted and gasped, and lurched forward again, depositing another huge wad of cum in her ravaged mouth.

"Swallow it! All of it! Drink my cum down, bitch!" he commanded.

She hastened to obey before he could slap her again. Gulping down his cum, Kathy reflected on her situation. Then, she thought of how much she hated Jack Johnson for raping her mouth and making her drink his sticky cum. She really despised the man.

"That was nice, Kathy," he said unashamedly as he sat down on the floor, his glistening prick slipping out of her mouth and coating her ruby lips with drooling cum.

She didn't know how to respond. She pouted and wept, wondering what Jack would do next. How could he justify his vile actions?

Jack ran a sweaty palm over his forehead, brushing his hair away from his face. He sighed, shrugged, and took a deep breath of air. He looked straight at her. She averted her eyes with shame. "Listen, Kathy. I don't...I don't know what came over me just then. I hope you'll forgive me. Okay?"

She didn't answer.

"Okay?"

Kathy was perplexed. A jumble of mixed emotions coursed through her befuddled brain. How should she answer him? The brutal reality dawned on her and she shuddered with disgust. Jack was her boss at Benson's Quarterly. She was his secretary. She couldn't very well tell him that she never wanted to see him again. If she did that, she would lose her job. That would be the end of her ambitious plans. Hell, she hadn't even met Mr. Benjamin Benson yet. She would have to be patient with Jack Johnson.

"It's all right, Jack," she replied with a weak shrug of her shoulders. "I...think I understand. You really couldn't help yourself, I guess. Right?"

Jack leapt at the opening. "Yeah. I'm glad you didn't get too mad at me. Hell, I wouldn't want to lose you, Kathy. You know how much I love you."

"I know," she replied. "Everything's all right, but I'm a little shaken up. I'd like to go home now."

Jack kissed her cheek and stood up. He pulled his zipper up, smiled weakly, and said, "That was great, Kathy. Really great. I feel terrific."

Kathy smiled weakly and fought back the desire to tell him off. She despised Jack Johnson, but she couldn't let him know the truth. Not yet. She would swallow her pride this time, and she would seek her revenge after she was married to Benjamin Benson. Then, she would have the power that she sought. Then, she would destroy Jack Johnson for brutally raping her mouth.

Now, she realized, she would have to accelerate her plan of action. Tomorrow, she would approach Joel Peterson, the executive vice president.