Message-ID: <12076eli$9806111501@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Tim Richards Subject: 2 time story Ch 1. M/F rom? Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: Hi, I enclose Chapter 2 of 2time story and I shall also send a repost of Chapter 1, plus "Pc Fuck". >>>>>>>>> Please don't read this if you are offended by explicit descriptions of sex. All the usual disclaimers apply and please note that this is copyright protected. Any similarities to known politicians, including Bill, are coincidental. Comments to Tim@iforbach.demon.co.uk. 2time story Chapter 2 Joni was delighted with the response to her story - it was the real low-down on Peter and, although he made out that he wasn't altogether happy, he agreed to the main points and allowed it to go ahead. In reality, he was perfectly happy with the story which built him up to almost heroic proportions, but, as he got on with kick-starting his political career, he made sure that he had his spies look out for the other side of the story to come out. It was nearly a year later, at a time when he was riding high in the media and getting a bandwagon rolling that he received the first warning. "She's planning to do the follow-up" was his first warning that Joni was moving towards Plan B, which he had always anticipated. Peter had known that she had recorded their lovemaking on audio tape, but he didn't know how she was going to use it. Now he did. Joni had approached her editor, Kevin, and told him about the tape and, inevitably, he had fallen for it. It was to be the latest political sex scandal - the new politician who used and abused young women for his power-crazed lust. But, Peter had been warned and now was the time to go into action. A phone call to Kevin, to warn him of a libel law suit before he printed, was just a shot across the bows. Peter made sure that Kevin knew what he was getting into, but he wasn't worried when he said he was publish and be damned. Peter was perfectly happy when the lurid story hit the front page of the Daily Slur, an English tabloid which was owned by Dennis Thomas, an international magnate who could well afford the damages which Peter intended to extort. While his political advisers rushed around like headless chickens, Peter was calm. "We'll get a front-page apology and turn it to our advantage." he reassured them, but they were still uncertain until he told them about the trump up his sleeve. Joni was relaxing in the bath, celebrating her triumph when the phone rang. Putting down the glass of iced champagne, she picked up the phone and got a shock when Peter spoke. "Congratulations on your scoop" he laughed. "What are you doing? " she asked. "Aren't you angry with me? " Joni was totally disoriented. She had expected anything but this. "No, seriously, you've done a great job." replied Peter. "Its just that you have got the spin wrong." Joni was now alarmed "What are you talking about?" Peter was now thoroughly enjoying himself and replied at his own pace. "The stuff about taking advantage of you. You make it sound like rape and you know it wasn't like that." Joni straightened up in the bath and felt some confidence. "But I've got the tapes and you can't prove otherwise." Peter allowed himself a drink of whiskey as he listened to Joni waiting for a reply. "Ah, yes, audio tapes, weren't they?" Joni admitted her deception, but was unprepared for what came next. "Well, I think we can check out your friend's editing skills because I've got the videotapes" Peter replied. It took Joni a full five minutes for this to sink in and, in the meantime, she blustered until she realised that all her golden plans were no more than dust and that she would have to react quickly to limit the damage she had done to herself. "So what are you going to do? " she finally asked. "Oh, I am going to sue your boss for about a million pounds damages and I am going to teach you a few lessons." "What lessons?", she asked, knowing in her heart of hearts, what they might be. " A little lesson in humility " said Peter. "You are going to learn how to behave and if you are good, then I may save your journalist career." Joni knew she had no choice but to accept whatever Peter proposed and hope that he would, in fact, save her career. The first step in the initiation of Joni was relatively easy. She was confronted with the videotapes that Peter had set up with his old friend, the hotel manager, over a year before. Joni was embarrassed and humiliated by watching her efforts to arouse Peter and she knew she had no hiding place when Peter switched off the TV. "So, what do you think?" he asked "Weren't we a lovely couple?" he smiled. Despite herself, Joni had got turned on while watching the video and she smiled back. "Well, I can't complain. I did enjoy myself." She knew what would happen next and she had mixed feelings. Joni was used to being in control - of everything and while that had delighted some of her boy friends she knew that some of them couldn't handle it. As she looked up and saw Peter smiling at her she was caught in a mix of emotions and was unsure what to do next. "Come here, you sexy little slut " Peter demanded. Joni immediately obeyed and slid over to the chair where he sat. Instinctively, she hugged his waist and leaned her head down until she was looking at the bulge in his pants. "Now you know that I can destroy your career with just one phone call but I don't actually want to do that." Peter whispered. "I'm sorry" Joni muttered, really meaning it. "I know and I understand" said Peter and he wasn't lying either. He remembered being young and ambitious and he suddenly felt a tenderness to this gorgeous young woman who was ready to give herself to him to make something of her life. "So, I won't release the videotape and I'll do a deal with you. I'll use my power over you wisely. You can always walk away, but, if you are honest with yourself, you will want to atone for your sins." Joni was amused. "Don't tell me you are a Catholic!" she laughed, but was shocked to see that Peter was very earnest and not smiling. "You were perfectly happy to ruin my life in order to further your career" he said, quietly, looking into her eyes. "Accept your responsibility and learn" he commanded. Peter stood up and fetched a drink. "The preliminaries are over. You will strip for me and show me the delights that you can offer". Joni was stunned. "How about a drink?" she asked, knowing that this cold baring of her body would be a torture if she couldn't loosen up. Peter sat down, opened a bottle of whiskey and started to roll up. He offered her a glass of the hard stuff and passed her the dope. "OK, let's have another look at that beautiful body of yours." Peter smirked as he turned on the music and turned up the volume. It was a strippers song from the seventies, "Big Spender", by Shirley Bassey and Joni soon got into the rhythm, bumping and grinding as she removed her top and skirt. When she took off her bra, she was determined to better her first performance for Peter and by the time she got down to her knickers, she realised that, once again, she was getting a perverse pleasure from the striptease. "Show me your cunt" Peter asked and Joni lad down on the floor to open her pussy lips wide, rubbing her clit. "Now fuck yourself" he demanded and smiled as she began to burrow her fingers inside her wet hole, corkscrewing them and teasing her love button. "That's enough." Peter ordered and leant forward to drag her hand out of her sloppy cunt. Joni was too dazed to feel humiliated, but when Peter told her to crawl over the carpet and turn around on all fours, the reality of her submission made her even more horny. Waving her arse in the air, waiting for Peter to handle her, Joni recognised that deep within her, her sexual appetite was to be dominated. Though she knew she was as good as any man at her job, when it came to sex, she was unable to hide her other side and as Peter played with her body, she relaxed, knowing that this was only part of her and that she was happy with it. "OK, turn around and getting your laughing gear round this." Joni was shocked by Peter's crudity but also excited when she turned around and was faced with a perfectly presentable cock, of average proportions, but straining at the leash, red and warm and hangng out of his pants. She moved forward and began to kiss and lick his rigid manhood. He slid down on the chair to allow her better access and was delighted when she began to kiss his balls and lick below to the sensitive part of his thighs and arse. But, when she came back up and started and nuzzle his prick, slobbering over the tip and slowly sucking him into her mouth he began to thrust himself into her waiting mouth. Maddeningly, she went back down and around his genitals, kissing, sucking and licking until he thought he would go mad with the tension and he forced himself up to start pushing his prick into her mouth. As Joni panted with the effort, Peter began to get in rhythm, fucking her mouth and told her so. "OK, you two-timing bitch. This is pay-off time. Suck me until I come in your mouth." As Joni relaxed and let him fill her mouth, she was able to take him down her throat and began to moan in excitement when Peter moved his hand down to caress her clit. When his hand began to thrust into her, Joni finally lost it and became her worst nightmare, a lust-filled slut who wanted nothing more than to go on and on, sucking and being fucked and it was with total abandon that she gave herself up to Peter's hand and sucked madly on his prick until she felt his orgasm in her mouth and, soon after, went over the brink herself. It was only as she began to slow down that she realised that her mouth was full of spunk and she swallowed it, accepting her new role as a slut. As her breathing returned to normal, Joni relaxed and began to regain her consciousness, and she reminded herself that she still had something to fight for - her career and she was willing to do anything to save it. But, if all she had to do was what she had just done, then maybe it wasn't such a bad situation after all. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----