A business partnership succumbs to sex
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Undone Kate and Frank had come to know one another in business college, and grew to respect each others special complimentary abilities almost immediately. A whirlwind romance lasting for a few short weeks followed, but they found they lacked the “special chemistry” required for a life long relationship and settled for a productive partnership instead. At first, the long nights and exhausting weekends made them question their commitment to the small dilapidated restaurant; but as their efforts began to pay off and they began to expand to other locations, they marveled at how quickly their mutual success had been realized. With the unique ability to anticipate each others’ decisions, they became inseparable as partners, although their personal lives were as different as night and day. Frank had met a charming gal during a business trip and they soon fell fast in love. They married in a quiet ceremony accompanied only by closest friends and family members which included Kate. The ensuing relationship between Frank and his lady blossomed into maturity amidst the challenges brought about by the growing business, and soon to young daughters graced his comfortable home in the better part of town. Meanwhile, Kate had chosen to remain single, repulsed by the idea of a man dominating her in any way - especially sexually. The thought of a mans filthy organ invading her most delicate and intimate places sickened her to a point of vomiting. She had explored female companionship secretly, but found it held no special allure for her, and opted to live her life her way, by herself. As the years rendered their youthful ambitions to be highly successful, both Kate and Frank found time to pursue their dreams, and were able to boast of living with the upper crust of society. With both of Franks’ daughters rapidly approaching puberty with their acceptance at one of the finest Ivy league colleges assured, and his dedicated wife on the board of trustees at the second largest church in the state, his family was the epitome of the American success story. Kate, on the other hand, explored the world at leisure, accumulating information on its on its diverse mysteries for a book she some day hoped to write. Her knowledge of customs and eccentricities grew steadily, and she was often sought out by the scientific community to aid in specific research that would otherwise go unsponsored. On the night of Kates’ 35th birthday, Frank surprised her with an offer for an intimate candlelight dinner at one of the best restaurants in town. She accepted for lack of any other offer, and he met her there at eight sharp dressed in a formal suit with a bouquet of roses. Despite her frigidity, she was almost beside herself in surprise, and warmed to his overtures as the delicacies were slowly consumed amidst talk of past dreams and future goals. As the round of deserts was being prepared, she excused herself to the “powder room;” affording Frank the opportunity he awaited to dispense the tasteless white powder discreetly into her bubbling refreshment. The sedative took surprisingly brief moments to affect her judgement, and soon they were en route to his home while his wife and daughters were away for a week stay with the in-laws. Kate awoke naked and securely bound by her wrists and ankles in a large bed with a soft towel under her slim rump. She was blindfolded but outside of being cold and embarrassed, she was otherwise unharmed. Frank entered dressed in only a flannel robe with a jar of muscle ointment in his hands. He sat next to her on the bed, and she recognized him immediately by the fragrance he always wore. “Why, Frank?” she asked with rage barely masked in her shaking voice. “Oh, I figure it’s time to dissolve the partnership,” he quipped. “What?” she squeaked as she felt her throat tightening in anger. “Why?” “It’s time for me to retire once my girls head off to college, and I won’t be able to without your approval, he replied.” “Well let’s talk about it; isn’t this an extreme approach to a simple problem?” “Not at all,” he returned, “You see, over the past few years, you’ve become almost unapproachable by both our customers and suppliers as well as myself. Your self-righteous attitude has crippled our business, and I’m having to spend much of my time repairing the disasters you regularly create. Despite my many attempts to remedy this, you continue to blatantly disregard me as being a sentimental humanist; embarrassing me in front of our business associates and my family.” “Look,” she defended, “We both have a faults, but they don’t justify that we take liberties with each others bodies!” “Oh?” he retorted, “I’ve exhausted all of my other options, and after contending with your frigidity and frustration for all these years, the limits to my patience have finally been exceeded. Further, I’m tired of justifying my motivations to someone as judgmental and narrow-minded as yourself.” “So just what do you intend to do?” she queried, half rebuking this once unstoppable partner she was trying to intimidate now. “Reckon it’s time to put you out of your misery,” he responded. “Now you don’t mean that, really, do you Frank - after all we’ve been through together?” she queried with a hint of fear in her voice. “Oh yeah,” he replied. “Now we can do this nice and easy, or make it tough; how would you like it?” “Now come on Frank, don’t do this. What, what would your wife and daughters say?” she asked as her voice trembled more noticeably and her defenses began to crumble. “I really wouldn’t worry about that, Kate; I suggest you take a few moments to consider your options now - easy or tough.” With that he sealed her mouth shut with a strip of duct tape, and she felt the bed rebound as he left her side. Somewhere in the distance she heard the phone ring, and then hear his subtitle monotones indistinctly fill the otherwise silent air. Minutes seemed like hours as Kate considered the events that led to her capture, and the conversations that had followed. Trying to make some sense of the partner that she had always taken for granted, she considered the sincerity of his threats, and, knowing him to be a “man of his word,” tried to conjure some way to derail his anger towards a more productive end. Objectively, Kate then decided not to offer any resistance to him and accept his “easy” option in hopes that the gentle man would emerge and reconsider her fate. Somehow, she could never believe that he would take her life, and calmed her racing thoughts with memories of some of their good times. By the time Frank returned, she had drifted into an uncertain sleep. The captor smiled inwardly as he viewed his captive; for a woman with thirty-five years, she had weathered the seasons well. Her physique was that of a woman ten years younger, tempered with regular exercise and a healthy diet. Her face reflected the years however, and her eyes had lost much of the brilliance they contained when they first met so long ago. Frank studied her slight frame distastefully at first, but as her physical beauty filled his senses he gradually became aroused, deciding to take her guarded virginity before the night was through. He sat down beside her and she awakened quickly. Removing the duct tape slowly, he quietly studied her tired face until she finally spoke “I’ll do what you wish, she uttered in resignation, but at least give me some clothes and untie me, would you?” she offered as she tried to restore some moisture to her mouth along with her fleeting dignity. “I don’t really think you’re in a position to bargain,” he countered, “But I will respect some of your wishes.” With that he untied her right wrist, threw his robe over her so that he was now naked, and then lowered her blindfold. As she struggled to support herself on her free elbow, she was confronted with a well written contract dissolving the partnership with her share to be a fraction of his. As she tried to read through the volumes of fine print, Frank jammed a pen into her free hand and dropped the papers onto her creamy thighs. “Sign them,” he hissed. “Not without reading them. . .” He slapped her with enough force to bruise her cheek and loosen some of her dental work. “Sign it, now,” he insisted between his clenched teeth. Realizing her alternatives would only feed his anger, she scribbled her name across the appropriate lines and threw the pen at him. Frank smirked as he rose from the bed and put the contract on the dresser, knowing that she was no longer in control of his professional destiny. As he stood in front of the dresser, he could see her sizing up his flanks in the mirror as she repositioned his robe to cover her more completely with her free hand. He slowly strolled back over to the bed and firmly sized her free wrist, resecuring it to the bed frame before re-applying the duct tape amidst her protests. Removing the blindfold and his robe completely, Frank situated himself comfortably next to her trembling body, savoring this moment that he had planned for so long. He would exact his revenge for her countless humiliations methodically, and insure her final moments of erotic agony would offer him a lifetime of memories. Kate was trembling quietly now, half from fear, and half from the chill as the cold air swept over her delicate skin. She couldn’t speak, but could only utter senseless grunts and squeals, delighting her captor who would no longer be forced to deal with her meaningless chatter. Frank began to explore the contours and recesses of her body with his fingertips, impassively observing her futile attempts to free herself. Her deep brown nipples became noticeably crinkled and erect as he traced concentric circles around their base. Despite her grunts of protest, he knew that her body was responding to his gently stimulation from his previous experiences with his many different partners. Every time he witnessed a girls unconscious arousal, he silently thanked the heavens he was a man. He leaned over her torso and slowly licked the straining nipples into an even higher state of arousal, savoring the delicious salty flavor of her skin as she arched her back in a final protest. Franks hands slid away from the two heaving mounds while his mouth continued to administer to the firm brown nipples. Her belly quivered every time she exhaled in a visual testimony of her growing desires, as Franks fingertips continued their downward exploration of her torso on to the well-trim mound of virgin flesh already damp in unconscious anticipation. The scent of Kates womanhood filled the air, and she began to undulate her hips as Franks fingers began to explore the pouting lips and recesses of her swollen virginity. Her clitoris was now fully erect raising its reddish hood above the silky valley that she had guarded so carefully for so long. As Franks fingers invaded her deepest recesses, her will to resist quickly faded to be replaced with unwanted lustful desires. Sweat began to form along her hairline and her eyes closed to fully focus on the arousal she had denied herself for so long. As her hips undulated more forcibly against his probing fingertips, Frank new that she would soon go over the edge. Kates muffled sighs were reaching a high-pitched crescendo when Frank dropped his mouth over her throbbing womanhood and drew the abundant nectar of her arousal across his flickering tongue. She was no longer in control of her responses as she began he final ascent into ecstasy. Frank continued to guide her slowly to the brink, and at the moment of her impending orgasm, he deftly arose and swiftly guided his engorged penis into her; forcing its full length deep inside her while tearing the remnants of her hymen away from the silky walls of her vagina. Her eyes shot open and her body froze as Franks manhood robbed her of the last vestige of dignity; yet despite her anger at the unwanted invasion, her body yielded to the erotic overload, and exploded in a monumental orgasm that drained her senses and made her pass out. The silky glove that so firmly gripped Franks’ manhood continued to spasm uncontrollably, and brought him to an explosive orgasm that virtually overflowed her virgin womb with his life giving seed. He collapsed on to her trembling body, and allowed the fullness of the moment to abate gradually. When Kate finally begin to stir several hours later, she was awash with conflicting emotions; angered at the invasion and her reaction, yet utterly fulfilled by her former business partner. No longer could she understand why she had so despised male sexuality and made a personal commitment to pursue her sexual fulfillment if she ever escaped from her position. Perhaps, she thought to herself, she could reason with her captor; yet the events leading up to her first mutual orgasm reminded her that it would not be an easy task. She could feel the nectar of their delicious encounter, once warm and full of life, now crusting on full bush covering her pubis, creating a disquieting feeling. Suddenly, Frank reentered the room with a small washbasin and a hand towel, his flaccid penis bobbing from side to side as he walked. “I truly hope you enjoyed that as much as I did,” he said but before she could respond he gently straddled her and began to apply cool shaving cream to her vulva. Her eyes opened wide, half in terror and half in surprise, as Frank began to shave her silky brown pubic hairs away with unhurried precision. Soon the cool air bathed her fully exposed genitals and she flushed with the thought of the last vestiges of her modesty being removed so cleanly. Now fully exposed and vulnerable, she trembled at her helplessness, and realized Frank had stripped her of all that she once held sacred. She began to silently cry to herself, wishing she would wake up from this nightmare and return to the life she had once known. Yet, even as she wallowed in her self-sympathy, Frank had opened the container of Icy Hot that he had brought in earlier, and began to liberally massage the ointment into her naked pussy lips and vulva. As the first sensations began to awaken her consciousness, panic set in and with wide-eyed pleading gestures, she erupted with a series of high-pitched protests. Frank continued his thorough administrations, humming to himself quietly despite her futile attempts to close her legs. Finally, with a flourish, Frank rose, and after briefly massaging the slick cream into her now aroused nipples, he picked up the basin and disappeared around the corner, still humming to himself. Panic overwhelmed Kate, and she began sobbing uncontrollably as the chemical chill became increasingly painful. Soon the freezing sensation was replaced with that of a painful burning, and despite her struggles and protests, the sensations increased. For an eternity, she felt the balm burning her delicate tissues unmercifully until, at the end of her resiliency, she collapsed and surrendered to the agony. When she awoke, it was dark save for a small night light the dimly illuminated the large room. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark, she saw a figure moving in the shadows and began to panic. Finally, Frank stepped into the small circle of light, and smiled down at her as he unceremoniously applied more of the torturous balm liberally to her vulva. She muffled a desperate protest and faded into unconsciousness before he had completed the application. It would be dawn before she would reawaken, numb and exhausted with Franks engorged penis throbbing a few inches from her face. Before Kate could shake the haze from her eyes, the duct tape was peeled away, and her mouth was filled with his pungent manhood. He forced his penis deep into her throat, effectively restricting her from biting down forcefully, then swung his leg over her head to straddle her face before he grabbed two handfuls of hair silky hair. Rocking her head up and down the length of his penis, he ground his glans against the back of her throat, coating it with his pre-cum, and making her gag with every forceful thrust. Kate fought for air, despising the animal that was so insensitive to the last vestiges of her femininity. Thankfully, Frank climaxed within just a few brief moments, spurting his cream down her throat amidst her desperate gulps and grunts. Satiated, he pulled out of her, as several pubic hairs mixed with a slick tendril of cum that dribbled from the side of her mouth. She gagged, and tried to vomit onto her chest, then spat at Frank in defiant disgust. He stumbled out of the bedroom, and in the distance she could hear the sound of bath water. In a flash of both desperation and logic, she realized that she was able to speak again, and decided to use this freedom carefully, lest it be removed again. When he returned, she mustered a smile with her dry and chafed lips. He looked at her, then at the roll of tape, then turned and disappeared down the hall, only to return a few moments later with a sweet roll and a glass of juice on a small tray. Feeding her slowly, she felt some of the gently benevolence of this man she had trusted for so many years returning. She felt real hope for the first time since her capture, and decided to use utmost discretion with her words in the future. “I never knew sex could be so good,” she stammered as a small piece of pastry fell from her lip and onto her chest. Frank said nothing, apparently lost in thought, and quietly continued to feed her until the plate was empty save a few crumbs. “I’m sorry; I never realized I hurt you so,” she offered softly, hoping Frank could find an ounce of understanding beneath his angry shell. Without a word, Frank reached over and grabbed the tape, and despite the pleading look in her eyes, her firmly applied the new strip across her mouth. He then grasped the tray and disappeared down the hall as her hopes faded into memory. He returned several minutes later, now humming to himself with a towel over his shoulder and still as naked as the day he was born. Kate regarded his body with disgust; no longer did she see the innate differences between a man and a woman, but rather, she saw a cruel that had stolen her virginity. Deep within her soul, she silently swore revenge that she would never be given an opportunity to serve. Even as Kate allowed her anger and revulsion to dominate her thoughts, Frank scooped out more of the muscle balm and liberally applied it to her swollen vulva with gentle circular strokes. Before the searing heat began to build in her tortured flesh, Kate felt momentary arousal at the attention Frank was giving her genitals. She secretly began to wonder if she could ever be the same, as the burning pain continued to build inside her. The warm breeze drifted across the room when she awoke. Frank was sitting beside her stroking her thighs absently. His eyes studied the intricacies of her body silently, savoring the still firm breasts and gentle lines of her torso. The puffy lips of her womanhood beckoned him into her depths, and he felt the familiar pressure building in his loins as his manhood became engorged. As his arousal increased, so too did his attention to his unwitting partner, and soon Kate felt his fingers probing deep into her moistening recesses for the tiny bud of pleasure. Despite the throbbing pain, she felt her body responding as his fingers encircled her clitoris and explored her vaginal tunnel simultaneously. Her hips began to undulate slowly, and her breasts sprung to life, becoming firm while displaying her two engorged nipples proudly. Frank straddled her and, using his arms to support his weight, he guided his penis along her tortured pussy lips. Kate struggled against the bindings that held her so firmly, angered at his anticipated violation while angered at herself for desiring the feel of his manhood deep within her. There was no love, only the physical fulfillment she desired, and at this point, she no longer cared who her partner was, as long as he could fulfill her burning need. It was then she realized the parallels between the balm that Frank had applied and the penetration he had supplied. There was warmth within, and that is what she now craved. In reckless abandon, she relaxed to allow Frank full access to her charms; savoring the moment his manhood cleaved into her deepest recesses where her nectar now so freely flowed. Within moments, the pain she had previously experienced was transformed into lust and she arched her back to meet his thrusts as the first of many orgasms began to build within her. With tiny squeaks Kate exploded with her first orgasm, pressing her vulva firmly against Franks’ pubis for more direct pressure on her clitoris. As her body rocked from the first orgasm, a second and even stronger one was building within her, making her grit her teeth and snort desperately for air. The successive orgasms that followed gained strength until, fearful of her sanity, she collapsed beneath her captor as his seed boiled deep within her to mix with her delicate nectar and form a creamy mixture of orgasmic delight. Sensing her abandon, Frank rolled onto his side, and allowed the euphoria to fade. Kate was so tight despite his “treatments,” and he couldn’t seem to get enough of her. Upon a whim he arose and headed into the kitchen to the bottle of Viagra he had hidden in case he ever needed it. Doubling the dose to insure its effectiveness, Frank downed the pills with a flourish, and returned to the bedroom to await his impending erection. When his erection returned, Frank swore it was larger and harder than any he could ever remember, and, with a flair for the unusual, he put a dab of Icy Hot on the very tip of the throbbing glans before inserting his manhood into her dripping pussy. The erotic sensations of her silky vagina grasping his meat gently were more sensual than anything he could ever remember, and he began to thrust deep inside her as a man possessed, smashing his pelvis against her distended pussy lips as he crushed her breasts against his chest. When the orgasm arrived, the intensity of the sensations along with physical exertion to which he was unaccustomed was to great for his heart to withstand. Amidst flashing lights and the sounds of distant memories, he succumbed to his self-made ecstasy, his heart exploding within his chest as the last of his life-giving seed exploded deep within the silky confines of Kates womanhood. Franks lifeless body would pin Kate helplessly to he bed for endless hours before her rescue was effected. When Franks’ wife arrived home early after a clash with her Mother, she was surprised to find the house silent. As she and her daughter made their way into the kitchen, they heard the muffled screams of Kate and were soon at the grotesque scene of depravity. At first the family just stared at the naked backside of their beloved father with his penis still imbedded in the tortured pussy of his restrained business partner. Then, with nary a word spoken, they tore the remains of their now deceased father and lover off of his hapless victim, ripping his genitals from his decomposing body during the struggle. After a hushed investigation, the entire matter was dissolved with Kate assuming the business and Franks family financially secure for the remainder of their lives. Once the two daughters graduated and made their way successfully into the world, their loving mother retired to the autonomy of a convent. Neither of Franks’ daughters would ever take a husband and lived very private lives of celibacy. On a fine gold necklace that Franks’ wife always wore were the shriveled and preserved remains of her beloved husbands genitals. Kate quickly recovered from the experience, and used her new found knowledge to help her gain more respectability and prominence in the business world. Within a few short years she became one of the worlds most successful women, and continues to live a life of luxury to this very day. Most nights, her now aging but still alluring form can be found in the seedy parts of town, disguised with makeup and a blond wig; and always accompanied by an abundant supply of Icy Hot balm.