On the trip back to the office he mentioned I looked flushed and asked why it took so long. I told him that the doctor had a hard time getting it to pop back in to place and finally had to give me a muscle relaxer and wait for it to take affect. I didn't want to tell him the truth but I didn't lie to him either.

It wasn't until we were in the car that I noticed it was 5:45 and realized the office was closed. I asked Mike where he lived and it happened that he lived near me so I asked him if he would just take me home instead to which he agreed. I really didn't want to ride the bus since my car was still in the shop.

It was about a 45-minute ride due to the traffic jam and it gave us time to talk. I asked him what he was doing tonight and he said he didn't have any plans so I invited to make him supper since he had to stay late for me. After a little convincing he finally agreed.

I learned that he was only 18 and just out of high school. His dad kicked him out of the house as soon as he graduated and he moved to the city and got the job in my building. He didn't have a girlfriend and didn't know many people so I got the idea that he spent a lot of his nights alone at home just like me. I figured it would be a good way for both of us to have company for a while. Besides I needed something to take my mind off my burning pussy and sore nipples.

Once at my apartment building we parked in the garage and walked up to the fourth floor to my apartment. I gave him the nickel tour of the place and told him to make himself at home while I changed into something a little more comfortable. I invited him to find something on TV if he wanted and then headed for my bedroom.

I wanted to just put on a dorm style shirt but didn't think it would be appropriate so I found a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. I slipped off all my clothes and looked at myself in the mirror to assess the damage to my body. I was surprised that my breast looked normal with the exception of my nipples being erect. They were not discolored like I thought they would be. I reached between my legs and found that my pussy was still very wet so I grabbed my panties and wiped it as dry as I could before grabbing a clean pair of panties and bra and got dressed.

As I opened the bedroom door I could see that Mike had found the Playboy channel and as soon as he heard me coming out he quickly changed it.

"You can watch it. I don't care," I said. His face was red but he didn't say anything. "I'm serious. There should be a good comedian show coming on about now. Let's watch it," I suggested.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes. They are usually pretty funny."

"You mean you watch this channel? Well, I mean, I can't believe that you even get this channel."

"Actually, to tell you the truth, I don't pay for any of it. When I moved into this apartment the cable was hooked up and I have never gotten a bill. My guess is that I am tapped into someone else's cable. I get whatever they order." I said.

"That's cool! Any idea of whose it is?"

"I'm not sure but it could be the people on the other side of that wall. I hear the lady in there screaming in ecstasy quite a bit."

"Is she loud or are the walls paper thin like my apartment?" he asked.

"No, generally I don't hear a thing so I think she is loud."

"I wonder what he is doing to her," he said.

"She's not being tickled, silly, she's being fucked!"

"I know that, I wonder if he is doing anything else. I've seen pictures on the Internet of women being whipped and things like that. I've often wondered if there are actually women that do that sort of thing."

"Really?" I said. "I should get you to show me some of that stuff sometime. I'm not very good at the Internet."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yeah. Sex is not a dirty thing. I like to look at other naked people too." I confessed.

"I like you. You are so easy to talk to and you surprise me."

"Thank you. I like you too. You are a good friend. It's fun to be able to talk to someone about anything."

I started to make some spaghetti for us while we both watched the comedians on the Playboy channel. When we were done eating I cleaned up quickly and sat down to watch the last comedian. The next program was a porn movie.

"Do you ever watch the movies on Playboy?" he asked.

"Sometimes. Depends on the mood I am in," I replied.

"Do you want to watch it or should I find something else?" he asked.

"Your choice. I'm fine with it if you're comfortable too. If you're not, then feel free to change it."

"Well, let's see what it is about," he suggested.

We ended up watching the entire movie. It was about a young girl that moved to town and rented an apartment from a man that required her to give oral sex as a punishment for being late with the rent. By the end of the movie she is also orally pleasing the landlord's wife as well.

"I can't believe you are not embarrassed to watch a porn flick with me," he said.

"Like I said before, sex is not dirty. I am not embarrassed but I will admit that is was kind of weird," I confessed.

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

Just then the lady in the apartment next to me started screaming. Mike looked at me and we both start to laugh. We continued to listen for a few minutes before he got up and walked over to the all and put his ear up to it.

"Sarah, come and listen! She is being spanked!"

"What!?" I jumped up and put my ear to the wall as well. He was right. I could hear slapping and between screams she was counting the swats and begging for more.

Mike went to the kitchen and grabbed two glasses and we put them up to the walls and listened with even clearer audio. We were facing each other as we listened and several times I noticed that he was looking downward towards my breasts. I didn't try to hide the fact that my nipples were hard. The fact was that I was still horny from this afternoon and after watching the porn movie and now listening to my neighbor, I was fighting the urge to want to fuck Mike. He was ten years younger than I was after all.

When she had been spanked 25 times, we heard her husband order her to 'suck his cock' and then there was silence for a little while. We both continued to listen for a little be before we heard him fuck her.

The whole time he made her beg for his cock to come in him. It was quite erotic.

When it was over I suggested that Mike show me some things on the Internet, which he eagerly agreed to.

He showed me some of his favorite sites that indexed other sites and showed me a variety of pictures.

"I can't believe all the pictures that you can view!" I said with amazement.

"Yeah, there are millions. I can't believe how many different women there are," he said.

"I know I'm not really that experienced when it comes to sex, but there are so many different things that I never would have thought people did. I can't believe there are women that drink pee! It's so disgusting!" I said.

"Yeah, but it shows how devoted they are to their men. They are willing to allow themselves to become a toilet just for their pleasure," he stated.

"I see what you mean. It kind of turns you on, doesn't it? Tell the truth." I encouraged him.

"I have to admit that it does," he finally admitted after a few seconds of pondering his answer. "Do you think bad of me?"

"No. Not at all." I replied as I clicked through a few more sites of women in bondage.

"Which type of pictures do you like?" he asked.

I had to think about it a little bit. Finally I answered him.

"I think I like the bondage pictures the best. Some of my fantasies are where a man takes me and he orders me around and rapes me. Sometimes he hurts me but most of the time he just controls me and I am forced to do as he instructs." After I told him that I realized that I just told him a very personal thing about me and wished I hadn't. He didn't say anything. I hoped I said it quite enough and that he wasn't listening.

We continued to surf the net for a few more minutes before we came across a whole site of just women with sperm all over their faces. I was amazed.

"I like these too," Mike said.

"That's incredible!" I said. "I have to confess that I've never even given a blow job before."

"You mean you have never, ever, give one?" he asked shocked.

"No." I replied a little embarrassed.

"Why not?"

"I've never been with a man that demanded it and I'm not going to volunteer to suck on something that a man's pee comes out of." I said.

"Well, its time you learn, then," he said as he grabbed my wrists and pulled me up and out of the computer chair and forced me to my knees in front of him.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I can't take it anymore. I need to fuck you. You're driving me crazy!" he said.

"Maybe you should leave," I said.

"I'm sorry, but I can't. You may hate me in the morning, but I need you. Now you are going to start with learning to give me a blowjob. Now pull my pants down and get to work," he ordered.

I unzipped his pants and slid them down along with his underwear and stare at his hard cock that was bobbing just in front of my lips. He intertwined his fingers in my hair and pulled my head forward and forced his cock inside of my mouth. He instructed me what he liked and disliked. My jaw was already sore from my gag this afternoon so I was glad he came as quickly as he did even though I had to swallow his sperm.

After I licked him clean he stood me up and undressed me so that I was now naked in front of him.

"While we are in your apartment, you will remain naked in front of me. Is that understood?"

"Yes." I said, as I looked him in the eye.

"Good. Now sit back down at your computer and surf some more porn."

He taught me how to download pictures from the Internet that we liked. I had to admit that it was kind of exhilarating being treated like this. After a while I found myself just saving every picture we came across. From time to time he would lean over my back and play with my sore nipples. A couple times I complained that it hurt when he would roll my nipples back and forth between his fingers and his reply each time was to squeeze them harder and say 'shut up bitch!'.

After an hour of downloading pictures he left my side and headed to my bedroom after ordering me to continue downloading pictures. He was gone for several minutes before returning with a few of my belts that I keep on a hanger in my closet. I wondered how much of my stuff he went through. He took one belt and wrapped it round my neck and tightened it until it was snug but not enough to cut my air off. Then he grabbed my wrists and with another belt fastened them together behind my back. Then he helped me to my feet and walked me over to the back of the couch. At this point he put a belt around each of my ankles and placed the loose end of each under the feet of the couch holding my legs apart. He pushed me over the back of the couch so that my but was up in the air facing him. He walked around to the front of the couch and kneeled in front of it and played with my nipples some more.

"Time for your neighbors to hear you scream for once. Make sure you count them for me and them to hear." He got up and walked back around the couch. I heard him searching through the remaining belts before I hear a swoosh followed by a stinging in my ass.

I was able to keep from screaming and I simply counted "One" for him. The next stroke was harder. I felt tears in my eyes as I said "Two." By the time I got to ten he was whipping me so hard that I couldn't help but scream out in pain. By the time he quit, I was counting twenty-five and my ass and upper thighs were on fire.

He took all my belts off of me and stood me up to face him.

"Go get a towel from the bathroom and wipe your pussy out. It's so wet I'll never even feel you. Then go lay on your bed spread eagle for me and wait. When I'm ready I'll come and fuck you."

I turned and headed to the bathroom and wiped myself dry. I soaked the towel. Then I proceeded to the bedroom and waited for him as he ordered. I couldn't believe the way he was treating me. It was so exciting and scary at the same time. It had just been quite the day.

I laid there for fifteen minutes before he came in the room and climbed on top of me. He shoved his cock inside of me right away and slowly fucked my pussy with it in long gentle strokes. It felt so wonderful. Before long I was having my fourth orgasm of the day and the first with him. When I was coming back down he came inside of me filling me full of his hot sperm causing me to shoot back into an orgasm. When he was satisfied he climbed off the top of me and laid down next to me on his back.

"Clean me off." he ordered. I grabbed the towel but he pulled it away from me. "No. With your mouth."

For some reason I didn't hesitate and for the second time in my life I had his cock in my mouth as I cleaned off all my juices and his remaining sperm. When he was satisfied with my cleaning he had me lay next to him and he snuggled up behind me, grabbed my breast with his hand and went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up to him climbing on top of me getting ready to fuck me again. He was already hard and this time he took a little bit longer before he came. I was a little disappointed though because I didn't get to come myself before he climbed off of me and ordered me to suck him clean again. I was starting to realize that having to clean him up orally was becoming a pattern. As I licked his penis clean I couldn't help but think back to his comment the night before about a woman willing to become a toilet just to please her man and wondered if he was thinking that I would be willing to go that far. The thought made my stomach turn and I knew that I didn't want to go that far but so far I wasn't in control of my body and that scared me.

When I was done he told me to take a shower and then I made breakfast in the nude for us as he took his shower. Neither of us spoke as we ate and then he said that he was going to run to his place and grab some clothes while I got ready for work and he would pick me up on the way by and with that he left.

I quickly finished getting ready and had just a minute to finish cleaning up after breakfast before he called that he was pulling into the parking lot and that I should come down.

The ride to work was another traffic jam one so we had plenty of time to talk.

"Sarah, are you made at me for last night?" he asked kind of nervously.

"No. Not at all, Mike. In fact, I loved it. When I invited you up for supper, having sex with you was the last thing on my mind. I was so glad that you took the imitative and took control of me. You made me feel like a woman, Mike. And for that I am grateful. But I do want to know, was it a one night stand or are you looking for something more?"

"I'm not sure. I liked the way you allowed me to control you. It makes me want to come back for more but at the same time, you are ten years older than I am so I know that there is a problem there. What do you want?"

"I'm not sure," I replied. "Why don't we just play it by ear and just keep things private between us for now until we both know what we want," I suggested.

"Sounds good to me. Am I still allowed to come over to your place?" he asked.

"Sure. You are fun to hang out with."

The rest of the drive we just chitchatted about little things and work. Once at work we both went our separate ways.

We didn't really see much of each other for the rest of the week. I had meetings and he just wasn't around much at all. By Friday I was feeling horny from thinking about all that had happened to me early in the week and I finally got up the nerve to call the chiropractor and make an appointment for 'SR' as they call it. It stood for Sexual Relief. My appointment was for 4:00 so I took off work at 3:30 and made it to the chiropractor just in time. I almost chickened out just as I got there but forced myself to walk through the door knowing full well what was in store for me.

"Welcome back, Sarah," the receptionist greeted me. "We are all ready for you. Just follow me."

I followed her down the hallway, down a flight of stairs to the basement, and then down another hallway to a door at the end. I could hear other women moaning and a couple even screaming in ecstasy. I knew that shortly I would be joining them making noise.