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Today, Mags needed to make some money.

With Carl gone again, she had free reign of the building, and for one of the very few times she could ever remember, Carole was nowhere to be found, all factors working in her favor.

Mr. Fujimoto had indicated that there was an incredible demand for Female Dom and Male Sub action, with the very lucrative requests for new, fresh, and totally unscripted action, not the usual tired, old routines, with a seasoned individual taking it and acting like it was their very first time.

Mags had an idea that she knew would pay very well … very well indeed if it went as she wanted it to.

It was going to be quick and painless … at least for her.

She had already set up the video and audio feeds, consisting of multiple cameras at various angles, all controlled by a tiny remote which would allow her to change angles and control close-up shots, very professional, and for the most part … extremely discreet.  In most instances, the individuals involved in the action had no idea they were being recorded … and today … this was certainly no exception.

Mags had already prepared the room and on the large bed she had set out nothing more than a big tub of lubricant, and a shiny pair of elbow-length black latex gloves.

As if on command, James slowly walked through the doorway, extremely self-conscious, clad in nothing for the exception of a small, tight, black jockstrap, its narrow waistband snugly clinging to his firm, toned waist, and the ass-straps grabbing his ass cheeks just so nicely.  The best part was his generous package, filling the contoured, ribbed pouch almost to the point of overflowing, the outline of his shaft and the ridge of his head clearly defined in the stretchy fabric.  Picture perfect!, Mags thought to herself, eyes sparkling at the very sight.

Mags was already totally decked out as usual, leather and boots, not as a character any more, but now more of an extension of her own true self, the fully in-command Dominatrix of which she had evolved, no longer the quiet, meek Mags with a tiny digital camera hanging around her neck, looking for the perfect picture but the new Mags, with the totally banging body that had it all going on.  And going on she did …

This morning, she had promised James a play session.

He had no idea what he was really in for …

Mags took him by the hand, and led him to the bed, quickly getting him on his knees and elbows, adjusting his position just right, with his tight, well defined, slightly rounded ass raised in the air as she slipped on the pair of gloves, and made a show of lubing up first, her finger, then his tightly closed pucker hole, circling the rim more and more, then finally, slowly sinking her single finger inside of him, feeling his tight ring firmly grasping and sliding down the length of her digit as she sank it all the way into him.

James twitched, shuddered and moaned as he was massaged, then penetrated, continuing the moaning as she rubbed his opening with a non-stop sliding and twisting motion.  He moaned louder as she added more lube then a second finger, stretching his opening out a little more.

This was not his thing … not in the least.  But he always seemed to give in to Mags.  She was purely magnetic.  Every time she was near him, he relented control and allowed her to do whatever she wanted to do, and so like all the other times, he took it, no matter what she was going to give him.

Soon enough, he felt another stretch with the third finger sliding in, and now strangely enough, he found himself really enjoying the special treatment he was receiving.

His attention went back to her as she reached between his legs and grasped his package in her free hand, handling his cock and balls through the thin, stretched fabric, causing him to instantly harden up, filling the pouch to the point of ready to burst apart, as she continued to finger fuck his asshole, which was getting very slick from the lube, but she could tell that he was still extremely tight … still too much tight for what Mags had in mind, so she continued to work him over, adding more and more lube as she continued to finger his hole.

Mags was now four fingers into him and could tell that he was beginning to loosen up a tiny bit when she slowly and deliberately sank her knuckles into him with a twist and push, assisted by the incredible slickness of the Boy Butter lube she was using, causing James to moan louder and louder, then gasp out loud as his ass-ring went over the sharp tips of her knuckles.

James was now becoming more vocal, while feeling his asshole being stretched out beyond proportions known to himself, and at the same time, wanting more and more of Mag’s hand.

She slowly slid her fingers out.

James knew what he was in for.

He did all along.

It was certainly no secret what they all liked to do here.

Based on his last experience, he knew it would hurt … a lot.

Still, he braced himself for the inevitable.

Only because it was Mags … totally smoking hot Mags … someone, who on the outside would be totally unapproachable, someone who probably never give him the time of day, or not much as make eye contact with him … someone … named Mags … who at this moment, was about to do something incredibly extreme to him.

Adding a huge glob of lube to his partially opened hole, she duckbilled her hand, sank all five fingers to the knuckles, then started with a pushing, twisting action, asking James if he wanted more.

“Yes” was his almost breathless reply.

“What do you want?” Mags asked in a commanding tone.

“MORE!” James exclaimed, using the exact phrase Mags hoped he would use.

Suddenly, Mags went for the big, final push, feeling James’s extremely tight band gradually stretching out and very slowly sliding over the widest part of her hand.

Meanwhile James, totally caught off-guard at the very sudden and intense intrusion, went from moaning, gasping and huffing to almost yowling, ramping up and escalating as she continued to push harder, curling her fingers at the right moment, and faster than either could imagine, her fist slid in and she was instantly buried past the wrist-bone as she expertly stuffed her fist into a very tight place.

Although he had been fisted once before, that time was his very first time, and it was just the hand. 

Now, he had just taken the full fist.

Still, he was extremely inexperienced, and every bit of it showed.  Very simply put, there was absolutely no faking what had just happened.  James had reacted, and quite loudly at that.

Although he was possibly experiencing more than a degree of physical discomfort, Mags didn’t back off and started pushing, pumping and twisting her fist inside of him, working him over for a good five minutes before slowly and deliberately backing out her entire full fist from his now used and maybe, well, no, definitely abused hole, leaving his body with a huge, squelching pop.

Then she backed away from his body, with her hand still balled-up, fully exposing his now not so puckered hole which was shiny slick with excess lube, gaping wide open, and rapidly twitching to the rhythm of his extremely heavy breathing, which was almost bordering on panting.

James was trembling and his entire body was slick with sweat.  His totally ravaged asshole felt like it was on fire.  Mags, however, was cool, calm and collected, totally comfortable in her role as the ultimate professional Dominatrix.

Done exactly what she had set out to accomplish, she stripped off the gloves and left them on the bed besides James, turned heel and click-clacked her way across the room, the staccato beat of her knee-high stiletto boots echoing throughout the room as she exited through the doorway, leaving an extremely used James there on the bed, unmoving and softly moaning to himself.

Entering the video room, she settled herself into the large, comfortable leather chair, turned to the bank of monitors and reviewed the footage, extremely pleased at what she saw.

It was in his body language.

It was in his vocal sounds.

Best of all, it was in his facial expression.

All put together, the camera caught him with his mouth wide open, eyes bugged out, almost shocked expression, his entire body shuddering, the exact moment that her full fist completely entered his small, inexperienced opening.

Her video editing was fast and efficient.  Slow-motion shots on his face, then the actual penetration of the fist, stretching out his hole as the thin border of his ass-ring ever so slowly slid over her slick, black-gloved fist before it entirely disappeared inside of his body.  Her working him over while he totally took it.  Then, the best of all, another slow-motion shot of her balled-up hand being pulled out, his ass-ring pursing outward, totally distorted as she slowly extracted her full fist, leaving him with a hugely gaping hole.

Mags smiled to herself, totally pleased as she accessed the internet and quickly uploaded the file to the secure FTP site of one Mr. Fujimoto.

Exiting the video booth, and closing the door behind her, it was amazing that she completely missed a pile of several assorted items in the far corner – a large gallon-sized glass jar, almost completely full of wet-looking marbles, seventeen point one pounds to be exact, an extra-large inflatable butt plug, a large, mostly deflated red rubber ball, and a dark blue nylon mesh bag, held tightly closed with a black drawstring, containing a dozen baseballs, nine of which, looked slightly used …

Buzzzz! I'll get it said Carl.
Carl walkes down to the main floor of his building and opens the door. Its the delivery man. I have a pacage for you and it is quiet heavy. Carl had been weighting for this for a couple of days now. It was from Mr. McFeely in Ireland he has been a customer befor having a male slave and female slave trained by him. He carts the package upstairs to the second floor and into a small room with a long table and four chairs. Tell everyone there is going to be a staff meeting in five minutes.
Mags, James, and Carole walk into the room and sit in there respective chairs. One by one they each press a red putton on the armrest. Instantly in Mags chair a large prelubed dilo incerts itself into her ass and one into her pussy. Carole gets the same but James gets a vacuume pump on his large cock. Carl opens the package, inside is a beautiful long blonde haired young woman. She has a ball gag in her mouth, massive double D tits tight abbs small round ass and shaved pussy with rather large lips.
Ok you three we have a mission as you know we have done some very extensive training for Mr. McFeely but this one will be the hardest. We have six months to have her complete she has already had some training but not enough. If we succede we are invited to a party at his castle. She is to be streched and trained to be a beverage server for his wild parties. James you are to install the cooling units into her ass and pussy all you will need has already been shipped and is in the OR. Mags, Carole you to need to train her ass, pussy and tits she needs to hold nine beer cans in her ass and nine in her pussy ok any questions.
Carol pipes up and says when do we start? Now
Mags and Carol walk her to the training room tie her to a table on her hands and knees, place two clamps on her nipples and attach them to cables through the table and cranks them tight.
Carol grabs Mags and says this will be fun and then kisses her deeply. I get her ass first Mags said and you can have mine Carole no reason whe can't have some fun too. Lets just see what she can take Mags grabs an black very snake like dildo about 36 inches long with white inch marks on it and starts to stuff it up the trainees ass.