A Story for Betty

"Well that is not my cock, it is a carrot and you will continue to suck it as if it was my cock until I tell you to stop. I believe in and practice safe sex and I am not about to put my cock in you anywhere until you and I have been tested. And even if we got tested tomorrow the results take longer than I am going to be in Columbia on this trip so there will be no physical sexual contact between us this week. I will get you off this week, or maybe not. I may do it just once or it may be a hundred times, but it will not be with my cock or my mouth until we both pass the series of tests. Do you understand?"

She spit the carrot out and asked, "May I speak?"

"Speak," I said.

"I am sorry Mister Jake. I just presumed that you were clean and as usual you are correct. For that I deeply apologize. But I am on the edge of an orgasm and I need to cum so badly and I was willing to do anything to please you just so that I can cum," she said.

"Well if you want my cock in you or my mouth on anyplace but your tits, then we need to get tested together. And since I travel so often, you have no idea where I have been or with whom I've been. Thus the need for a test each time I come back to Columbia. And the same for me with you. We need to watch out for ourselves and for each other. If you stick with me all week and follow my instructions, you will most likely get off more than once but you will not be able to control when you do cum. I already expect that you will not be able to control yourself and I am expecting that you will cum many times this week without me even being near you provided you follow my instructions. And you will cum without my permission, even with me instructing you not to cum. You will enjoy them when they happen and you will pay for them with discipline later on. All I demand is that each night when I ask you, you tell me truthfully exactly how many times you have experienced an orgasm since the last time I asked you how many times. I may even ask you to tell me the most embarrassing or humiliating time that day," I said.

Betty made no reply for a very long time. Then she finally said, "Yes Sir, I understand the need to be sure that we are both clean to have real sex. I will stick with you this week and whatever you decide I will try my best to comply with your instructions."

"Very good. I am pleased that you agree, and your feelings are for safe and fun sex. I am happy to have you this week. Tomorrow night, that is Wednesday night, if you are still with me, then you will be here at six o'clock on your knees, with your head on the floor, hands holding your ankles if you can reach them, fifteen paces from the door dressed as you are now. We will go to the Italian place near the Brook-something mall for dinner and then come back here. I will drive and you will ride with me. I will tell you how to dress after I get here. Dress, or skirt and blouse, bra, panties, hosiery, and heels are required when you arrive. One item will be yellow in color and must be on the outside. I will decide what you actually wear to the restaurant before we leave here," I said.

"Your purse is on the table near the exit door. You may take it and my key on the way out tonight when you leave unless you do not intend to serve me as I wish."

"Now, Position One," I said.

"Pardon me, Mister Jake, but my arms are stuck behind my back so I can not bend over and grab my ankles as required," Betty said.

She was right. I had forgotten to cut her loose. Using a pair of scissors I cut the tape at her elbows and wrist.

Betty hopped up and grabbed her ankles fast. I pulled down her pantyhose to her knees. I stuck the long carrot up her cunt, the wide end in first, until her cunt lips covered the carrot. "Stand Up," I said.

Betty stood up.

"Pull up your pantyhose," I said.

She followed my instructions and pulled up her pantyhose.

"What do you usually have for lunch?" I asked.

"That depends Sir. I usually bring a sandwich to work but if I am out with a customer then it is potluck, because I don't take my lunch out with me and the customer. Usually I eat the leftover sandwich the next day or two," she said.

"Right then. The carrot in your cunt remains there until I remove it. Do you understand?" I asked.

"Yes Mr. Jake. I understand the carrot in my cunt is to remain there until you remove it," she replied.

I pushed her panties back into her mouth. "Go put on your jacket, and only your jacket. Take the rest of your clothes over your arm and follow the hotel tour route in reverse back to your SUV. When you get to your SUV, you will drive home wearing only your heels, hosiery and jacket. You can remove the panties to eat or drink and put them back in you mouth after you wipe up all your sex juices when you are done. When you take your shower tomorrow morning, you may remove the panties from your mouth and put them with your other dirty panties. You may not remove your panties for any other reason, including phone calls. Understand?" I asked.

Betty nodded her head but she did not move otherwise. I waited to see what she would do next. After a few minutes, she waved her arms and kept pointing at her mouth and the panties in her mouth.

"Trying to tell me something?" I asked.

Betty nodded and kept on pointing to her mouth.

"Trying to speak?" I asked.

Betty nodded.

I reached in and pulled the panties from her mouth.

Betty asked, "May I speak, Sir?"

"Speak," I replied.

"I cannot see where I am going with the blindfold on. May I remove it?" she asked.

"Yes," I replied.

Betty carefully took the duct tape off her face and eyes as I stuffed her panties back in her mouth.

She went into the second bedroom and came out with just her jacket on. It barely reached down over her arse. If she had to bend over, her arse would be in full view. Her bra, skirt, and blouse were hanging over her right arm. Betty picked up her purse and my suite key, moved next to me and kissed me hard on the lips, snaking her tongue down my throat, through her panties. When she finished her kiss, she left my suite.

I went to my laptop and watched via the hotel security system cameras as Betty retraced her way back to her SUV. She went down all the halls of the six floors on this side of the hotel. Then she looped through the lobby. Then she went down the halls of the six floors on the other side of the hotel. Then she went out the door to the parking lot and walked the sidewalk to her SUV at the far end of the car park. The total time was about fifteen minutes.

Just as she reached her SUV, I rang her mobile. She had to fish it out of her purse and in the process she dropped her bra on the ground. She answered with what sounded like a grunt.

"Is that you, Slut?" I asked.

She replied with two grunts.

"Take out your panties and talk to me properly, Bitch," I commanded.

I watched her pull her panties out of her mouth and place them on her arm. "Yes, Sir. My mouth is clear now," she said.

"Having fun?" I asked.

"Yes Sir" she replied.

I could tell in the way she answered and the tone of her voice that she had some reservations. "Unlock your SUV and then go around to the passenger side and open the door," I said.

Betty followed my instructions.

"Now put your blouse on the seat folded up nicely," I said.

Betty did that.

"Now put your skirt on the seat, also folded up nicely," I said.

Again Betty did as she was told.

"Now put your bra on the seat folded up nicely."

"I can't Mr. Jake sir. I dropped it and I don't know where I lost it," she said.

"You dropped it on the other side of your SUV. Go get it and follow my instructions," I said.

Betty threw her purse in the SUV and walked over to her bra on the ground. I watched her look around then bend down and pick up her bra. Then she walked back to her SUV and put the bra on the seat, folded.

"Now take your panties fold them to go back in your mouth. Then wipe your sex with the part of your panties that will be on your tongue. Be sure that you get all of your juices wiped up. Then put the panties back in your mouth, but remain on your mobile until I hang up," I said.

"Yes Sir," she said and went to work.

Through the video camera, I could see her look around, bend and spread her knees, and then her hand went down to her crotch. Her back was to the camera and since I knew what she was doing, I could see each time she wiped herself. I knew that she was hitting the carrot that was buried completely in her cunt by the way she jumped. When her hand went to her face, I knew she had put the panties in her mouth.

"Now grunt once for yes and three times for no. Understand?" I asked.

Betty groaned once.

"I almost forgot the reasons why I called you watching you do all that on the security camera. Now you know why I like black hosiery. You know that you were flashing the world when you bent over to pick up your bra but the rest of the world was not close enough to see anything in detail because of your black pantyhose. I was calling to tell you to bring all, repeat all, of your sex toys with you tomorrow night. If you do not have any sex toys then you have all day tomorrow to buy a very big vibrator at the very minimum. When you get here tomorrow you will put your toys on the coffee table before you get into position on your knees. Also, you will remove the cotton crotch from all of your pantyhose and you will wear nothing but the color black. You know how I feel about rips, tears, holes, or lines in hosiery, so I suggest that you have at least two spare pairs in your purse so that you can change your hosiery as soon as you get a rip, a tear, a hole or lines in the pair you have on. Do you understand?"

Betty groaned once.

"Right then, have a safe drive home and a good night," I said and hung up. I watched her walk around the SUV and drive off.

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