When I first saw her that evening travelling home on the train, she was so prim and proper, some might call her appearance boring even! Dressed in jeans and a sweater, like a thousand others these days. You know the type. But I could see that there was something very special about her. It was her pale blue eyes, begging for life to begin which caught my attention. I offered her my seat and she accepted, so we talked. How often does that happen these days?



Then a couple of lunch dates, followed by dinner and the theatre and the pot began to boil.



Donna's is a familiar story; A forty something, bored and lonely wife and mother of two, just bursting to be fucked til she screams, desparate for some sweet talk and compliments, to be desired, to be used even. Yes, that's a big thing for Donna Marie. She likes to be used. It's all about her alter ego or something. By day, a `goodie two shoes` in whose mouth butter wouldn't melt, at night a whore in whose mouth soaking wet cum melts very nicely.



Buy her expensive gifts, provide the excitement she craves, and bring her back to life. It really wasn't very difficult to get her to let go, with me at first, then with whoever I chose for her. It happened gradually; the first thing I did was change her clothes. I had her bring me all her jeans, sweaters, tights and underwear. Then I took her shopping, which nobody had ever done before. I bought her silks and satins, short skirts and stockings, pretty dresses, sexy desses, silk blouses. For a woman to be your slut, she has to feel it agaisnst her skin, she has to feel feminine and vulnerable, and wool and denim do not a slutty plaything make. I have forbidden her to wear a bra and panties at all, and she is crazy about that. She tells me she has never felt so sexy, and loves the reaction she gets from men and women as her big tits jiggle and bounce throughout the day and night.



It really turns her on knowing I control even what she wears. Funnily enough, from what she tells me, her sexlife at home has perked up also. I can understand that, she is now very tasty, and while her husband's away at sea, Donna plays with me.



Then it was the clandestine liasons in seedy hotels, and bustops, and wherever else the need to have her occured. I must have fucked her just about anywhere it is possible to fuck someone, and she just screamed for more. Then one evening, as we were walking to the car, a couple of lads made mention of how her tits jiggled when she walked. I said jokingly, £10 each for a sqeeze, and it was all plain sailing from there. Selling her tits was the first step. Then her mouth, then her pussy and now she sells it all, and she plays my games whatever and however.



Donna Marie is a beautiful slut who dresses as I tell her, does what I tell her, with whom I tell her, and the more I use her, and share her, the more she submits to my increasing demands. In fact, the more I debase her, torment her, humiliate, use her and share her, the more she seems to need it.



Right at the very beginning, I asked her to repeat very gently and softly: "Do with me as you will," which she did, and which I do ever more so. No bra, no panties, not ever; just a garter belt and nylons, and no little adventure is too small and no corrupting of her lovely self too big. From a free squeeze of her big tits, to a weekend where the client gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants, to the shame of blowing some not allowed in some back alley somewhere. Donna Marie is every man's perfect whore, and is yet still the perfect lady, at least on the surface.





At the moment, there is a party of business associates very interested in taking her away to the Canaries for a batchelor week filled with debauchery. Donna Marie will provide the entertainment, and they are more than willing to pay her and my `expenses.` This is a very exciting possibility, as a whole week of being used, fucked, sucked paraded and probably whored to pay the bills, and doing whatever is demanded of her will only help consolidate everything I have acheived with her so far and there will be no turning back.





But it's not the cash, it's the control over her which is so addictive. The more she agrees to do. The more I want her to do!

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