Prim and proper Miss P, my whore to be and a means

I had known Miss P for many years, she had been the receptionist at my doctors for a while and never really liked her - you know the sort - why are you bothering the doctor !. It was a miracle anyone ever saw a doctor after the inquisition from her. She was in mid 30's I guess, had strangely never married, was on the parish council, local charities etc. and well respected by those who didn't have to deal with her.

Anyway it was by sheer chance one day that my time for retribution came. I have been into dogging for some time and one late summer evening was passing a local well known spot when I saw P. She was at the side of the local tennis court behind some bushes peering through to the car park where the action was taking place, she had her hand inside her skirt and was unaware of anyone around her. I grabbed my camera and took some photos before moving off, I returned each night for the next couple of weeks and sure enough she was there. I snapped away - this was too good to be true.

I bided my time and a few weeks later made an appointment to see the doctor, eventually convincing her that I was ill !. Bright and early I got up on the day and made my way to the surgery. She was sitting at the desk, asked me my name and told me to take a seat. There was nobody else there so I plucked up the courage and asked how she was and whether she had anything planned for the weekend. She gave me such a look but I thought what the hell, and passed her an envelope containing the first nights photo's, I smiled and said she should look at those and I would see her after the doctor had seen me. Before she could open the envelope the doctor called me in, I spent much longer than I had planned with the doctor just to keep her waiting.

I said goodbye to the doctor loud so that she could hear me. Before I got to reception a side door opened and she ushered me in.

"What's the meaning of this" she said nervously

"Just some pictures I took" I said, "recognise anyone?"

Her face went white, "it proves nothing she said. I was caught short and needed to urinate so used the bushes. Nobody will believe anything you say...."

I smiled and took out the second nights photos, then the third, fourth, fifth.

"You seem to have that problem every night in the same place I laughed...."

She stumbled slightly as her legs appeared to buckle and she sat down.

"What do you want ?"she asked hoarsely as her throat seemed to dry up, "money, information, sex?".

"I don't need money or information and yes sex eventually but only when you beg me for it will I plant my seed deep in you and give you the bastard k** you deserve - i'll enjoy hearing you explain that to all your posh friends".

"No my dear" I said as I stroked her cheek, "you will bring me a lot of enjoyment before you finally get your womb filled and then complete the piece of the jigsaw that I need you for. You my soon be my whore are the key to a very enjoyable adventure I say looking towards the doctors rooms (another story....)".

I decided to test her, "Stand up" I said. She did as she was told more or less immediately,

"Now remove your knickers for me" I demanded. She hesitated then lifted her skirt slightly and pulled them down stepping out of them and picking them up. I smiled inwardly,

"Good girl now you will stay naked under there all day" taking the knickers from her.

"What's your mobile number" I asked, she meekly read it out and I saved it in my phone.

"I will be in touch" I said and opened the door to leave, "but make sure nobody knows about our arrangement or I might have to send the photos to your employer, press, police - who knows what might happen". I felt as if I was walking on air and punched my fist skywards, this was going to be fun.

I did nothing for a few weeks then rang her number one evening. She was in another one of her parish meetings deciding when the fete should be this year or something equally irrelevant.

"Miss P I said, I have something for you to do tonight, make sure you are outside the bank in 20 mins or....."

"I can't she protested" so I hit the send button on my phone sending her a text and photo.

"Take a look and make a decision"

"Ok ok I'll be there" she stammered "but I have my best clothes on and don't want them ruined".

I laughed, "you won't be in them for long" and hung up.

I got to the bank 5 minutes later than planned just to keep her waiting. I pulled up, "get in" I said and had to say she looked stunning. She wasn't exactly a model figure but she was very well proportioned in a blouse, skirt, tights and heels.

"You look nice" I said, she snapped back at me

"Just drive off please before we are seen".

I drove around for ages and she got more nervous.

"Where are we going"she asked.

"The usual place"I said "the usual place but the other side of the fence" as I drove into the car park. "Recognise it ?."

I stopped the car at the car park entrance,

"We can end this all now if you wish" I said moving my hand up inside her inner thigh. She grasped my arm and pushed it away.

"Fuck you" she snarled.

I smiled, "Oh yes my dear you will willingly" I said "but remember my promise to you, you will beg me for it before long".

I drove the car to an area under some trees.

"Ok get in the back seat and undress" I commanded. She looked horrified,

"You can't be serious ?!".

"Very serious I said now don't piss me off anymore and do it !!." She opened the door and got into the rear and undressed as I watched in the rear view mirror. Her body was perfect, white skin, perfect breasts, trimmed pussy and legs that most women would die for. I told her to kneel sideways on the seat and secured her hands to one door and spread her legs and secured them to the other. I placed one of those small walkie talkie monitors in the car and put the other in my pocket

"Its good to talk" I laughed, "if you need me just yell". I got out of the car and started to walk away

"If you are trying to scare me it won't work"she shouted.

"Scare you my dear I said, god no, I want to see you in ecstasy....." before the night is out.

I wound down the windows slightly and walked away, remotely locking the doors. It wasn't long before the local diggers started to congregate and as they did I pressed the key lock in order to make the car lights flash which was the signal for two or three to wander over to the car.

I could see them looking in and calling P all sorts of names whilst wanking by the side windows, she was crying and sobbing as i listened on th walkie talkie. They could just about get their hands in to touch her but not enough to feel her most sacred parts. This went on for about an hour or so when I decided it was time for the next stage, I pressed the car door open button. I heard her gasp,

"Please no" so I quickly shut it again.

"What was that P" I said over the monitor, "is there something you wanted to ask ?". There was silence for a second, then I heard the words that I had wanted to hear since I had wanked over the photo's of her in the bushes.

"I want you to fuck me, please stop this now, please she started to cry, please !".

"Oh my little miss prim and proper I will" I said "I will but first you need to be taught a lesson. I gave you a chance when we got it so now you have to pay the price....". I opened the doors again and the pack pounced. Calling out I told all the guys that they could cum all over her but her pussy and arse were off limits.

For the next hour she was covered in cum and made to swallow buckets of it. When they were finished I wandered back to see her looking broken and bedraggled. I snapped away to add to my collection before releasing her and taking her across to the tennis courts where I made her beg me to fuck her pussy and arse for what seemed like hours. She wasn't a virgin but she was so tight, she pleaded with me not to cum in her as she was in her most fertile time of the month. That made me even hornier and I proceeded to cum harder and longer than ever, snorting like a raging bull as I did.

We lay there for ages with her saying her life was ruined, I told her the fun was just beginning - I had friends who would pay good money for a whore like her. We dried off and went back to the car where she dressed and I said there was one more thing she needed to and I handed her a small clear bag with white powder in it.

She looked at it and said "I don't do d**gs". I rubbed her cheek, "silly girl remember what I said. Whilst you got what you deserved and will be my whore, you are a means to an end though a very delightful one. I want you to put this little package under the seat of that new female doctors car tomorrow. I think she may be stopped by a police friend of mine...."

To be continued if people wish.