Bree Bellucci

Fucked by Force

Mandy hurried down through the thinly wooded park that led to the edge of the river. She was becoming increasingly nervous, it was ten of eight and already getting dark out. She knew she must be crazy to be walking out here alone at night, especially to meet with Brad. What would happen if Justin found out?

The entire afternoon at work she had been consumed with anxiety about meeting Brad. At first, she decided she would meet him and hear what he had to say. However as she watched he and Justin end their meeting, and caught Justin’s cold, calculating eyes surveying Brad as he left the office, she had second thoughts about the rendezvous. She was starting to care deeply for Justin and she knew he felt the same way, but deep down she had a feeling that Justin was not a man to cross.

When Justin had returned to the alcove after his business meeting with Brad, he was back to his normal moody and demanding self, which was a relief to Mandy. But Mandy was wise, and she knew that Justin had sensed something the night she mated with his pack. She and Brad had made a palpable connection that night, anyone there could’ve sensed it. Now that she was Justin’s Property, she knew that he was even more watchful.

The rest of the afternoon at work passed by without incident. Mandy had almost made up her mind not to meet with Brad. Somehow she would find a way to explain to him, perhaps at the next party or “Property gangbang fest”, whatever the men probably called it, it didn’t matter.

Mandy missed being able to talk to Chrissy, but she knew she was now part of a deep, dark world that Chrissy would never understand. What was even more frustrating was the fact that her coworkers were now treating her strangely. Mandy wished she could talk to Ally, Meghan or Jen, but they were skittish around her ever since she had become Justin’s.

Mandy turned into the parking lot, she decided that she would meet Brad, if only to tell him that they could not plan secretive meetings and that Justin was the man, or should she say wolf, that she had chosen. It could not be any other way, no matter how attracted she was to Brad. She thought about Brad as she dressed that evening, and she realized that she had probably made up most of the mutual attraction in her head. Of course all of the men had been attracted to her, at least enough to fuck her. Brad was no different, and he had probably found himself attracted to other Properties before herself.

Everything was so confusing, why couldn’t she just be a normal young girl who dated normal young guys? She continued walking through the park and caught a glimpse of the river up ahead. Mandy felt her heart quicken and her face flush as she imagined Brad waiting for her there. Tonight she had purposefully dressed plainly, clad in a pair of jean shorts and blue tank top with sneakers. Suddenly she desperately wished she had chosen her clothes more carefully.

Mandy rounded a bend and the river came into full view as large, graceful trees bowed down to meet the flowing water. In the growing darkness Mandy could just make out Brad’s shape tucked behind a large tree. Brad turned his head and he stiffened as he saw Mandy approach. Once Mandy became closer, she saw a huge smile spread across his face. She felt happy to see him but at the same time she was terrified of the implications. What if Justin found out?

“You came,” Brad breathed as Mandy reached him.

“Honestly, I wasn’t sure if I would,” she said, as she moved behind the tree with him. Brad looked handsome as ever, his light hair slightly windblown, and wearing a white polo and khakis. His body looked relaxed, but Mandy noticed the hesitation behind his eyes.

“I don’t think this is a good idea!” she blurted out and she could tell that Brad felt the same way.

“I know! But I had to see you. I had to explain about our connection.”

“But you did explain today in the office. You said that our connection was real and that my ties to Justin made it stronger and more noticeable.”

Brad hesitated before he spoke, “Yes. You could still get out of your relationship with Justin,” he said softly.

“I know that I can get out anytime I want,” Mandy said a bit too defensively. “I’m just not sure that I want to get out.”

Brad lowered his eyes, discouraged at her words.

“That doesn’t mean that I’m not attracted to you. It’s just that I chose Justin, and I don’t think it’s wise for us to be doing this. Not now. Not this soon after. It hasn’t even been forty-eight hours!”

Brad nodded and he turned towards the river so Mandy couldn’t see his face.

“You’re right. Justin already has suspicions. I can tell.”

Mandy sensed that Brad wanted to say more, so she waited.

“Justin had another Property before. It did not end well. She had an affair with another pack member, which I’m sure has made Justin paranoid.”

“Well, how did it end?” Mandy asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.

Brad shrugged, indifferently. “There were rumors.”

“What kind of rumors?”

“Rumors that are not easily forgotten. You were right. This was not a good idea.”

Hearing Brad agree with her made Mandy feel and even greater pull towards him. She didn’t want him to agree and be sensible. She wanted Brad to want her, to not care about disobeying Justin.

“But — I don’t think I can just walk away from my feelings,” she said in a small voice, and Brad looked at her with pure longing and desire. Mandy gasped at his expression, and before she knew what was happening, Brad was pulling her into a tight embrace, his lips pressing down on hers as his hungry mouth pushed apart her lips while his tongue took possession.

Mandy kissed back, the fire flooding through her body. She tangled her fingers in Brad’s hair and knotted tightly as she pressed her body against him. She knew that Justin would never accept this, and that made the kiss all the more thrilling. Mandy moaned into Justin’s mouth and she felt his hands travel down her backside, squeezing tightly before they grazed up her shorts, gently rubbing her smooth firm ass.

Mandy was not sure how long she and Brad embraced, but she knew that she had not needed to come up for air. More than once she had envisioned pushing Brad into the grass and climbing astride him. It had been a smart choice to meet in a public place. As they broke apart, Mandy gently touched his face, feeling the raw redness on his skin from the furious and passionate kiss.

Brad was panting heavily, and Mandy noticed the large erection in his pants. Her passions wanted the best of her and she longed to unzip his fly and wrap her lips around Brad. But she had never been a cheater, and already she felt beyond guilty about the kiss. Screwing Brad in front of the other wolves had been one thing, but meeting him secretly in a park was quite another.

“Please Mandy,” he said gruffly, “Can’t we meet each other again? You feel the connection now. You could come to my house. It would be more private there.”

“I don’t trust myself, Brad. I’m sorry. I am attracted to you and care for you, but I can’t let my desires get the best of me. I’m sorry!” she exclaimed. Feeling ashamed, she quickly ran back towards the path without looking back. She couldn’t bear to see Brad’s face and she hated herself for coming. It was wrong to act on her feelings for Brad, and she knew that now. Just because she was a whore for Justin, didn’t mean she could go running around with other men.

It was almost pitch-black now and the darkness was becoming eerie. As Mandy rounded one of the last corners she thought she saw a flash in a nearby bush. She yelped and jumped back quickly, almost having a heart attack. She squinted into the darkness making out a dark shape — almost like a large dog. Mandy shook her head, hoping she was seeing things, she wasn’t about to go investigating wild animals. A large dog or a wolf, and Mandy did not want to think about any wolves being in this park, especially if it was Justin. Mandy hurried to her car and jumped in, she would explain herself to Justin if it became necessary, but for now she wanted nothing more than to put this night behind her.

The following day, Mandy got into the office early so she would be better prepared for the girls and for Justin. She still had an uneasy feeling that Justin knew she had met Brad last night and she couldn’t shake the thought from her mind. Feeling guilty certainly wasn’t going to help her case, it would do better to act natural like nothing happened. Justin was a powerful and busy man; he must have had bigger business to attend to other than follow Mandy around in the evenings.

Relieved to see she had in fact arrived before the other women, Mandy sat herself at her desk and began going through Justin’s schedule for the day. It was fairly light, and he would be out of the office for part of the day. Mandy couldn’t help the small feeling of relief knowing that he would not be around to look at her guilty face. She also hoped that Meghan and Jen could act normally. Mandy became engrossed in her work and she hardly noticed as Jen and Meghan slipped in and quietly sat down to work. They mumbled their hellos, but seemed much more subdued, which was preferable today.

Not long into the morning, Ally popped down the hall before seating herself in front of Mandy.

“So, Justin has asked me to take you out this afternoon and help with your wardrobe.” As Ally spoke, she had the decency to look at the floor as if this request to help Mandy shop was embarrassing. Surely, Ally did not mind one bit, but Mandy’s face flushed at the idea of someone needing to help her pick out clothes.

“Well, okay,” Mandy said slowly, “He would know best if I need to be in the office or not.”

Smiling and satisfied, Ally went back down the hall to her desk.

“I can’t believe it’s a costume party!” Jen was whispering to Meghan.

“I know! I don’t have any idea of what I’m going to wear!” Meghan whispered back.

“What about you, Mandy? Do you know what you’re wearing yet?” Jen asked kindly.

“Actually, I sort of forgot about it. I guess I’ll need to dig through my closet and look for something.”

Jen let out a small giggle and Meghan looked like her eyes might pop out of her head.

“You’re not going to buy something new?” Jen asked incredulously.

“Oh, well, I wasn’t-“ Mandy tried to backtrack. Once again, she felt completely out of the loop. Obviously, she had no clue of the dress code de rigueur. “I mean, yes, I guess I’ll buy something then,” she said stiffly, her mind already racing to what ridiculous purchase she may need to make. She made a mental note to consult Ally on this issue when they were out this afternoon.

No longer could Mandy dwell on her costume dilemma, as Justin came sweeping down the hall, his gaze cold and steely, but not so unusual.

“Meghan! Jen!” he snapped. Both girls jumped out of their chairs and followed Justin into his office, but not before shooting puzzled looks at Mandy. Shrugging she tried to appear unperturbed, but once Justin’s door shut, she began to sweat nervously. Did Justin know? Why would he exclude her from a morning meeting? Mandy was unable to work as Justin, Meghan and Jen met behind closed doors. Mandy had a sickening thought about what could be happening. Both Meghan and Jen had been clear in their desire for Justin. What if Justin was getting his revenge by fucking both Meghan and Jen at this very moment? Mandy forced herself not to think such horrible thoughts, and she nearly fainted with relief when Meghan and Jen exited the office; neither looking in the least bit like they had just been fucked.

“He wants to see you,” Jen whispered as she smirked at Mandy. Obviously Jen thought that Justin wanted to see Mandy private for sexual reasons and Mandy tried to muster her dignity as she walked into her master’s office. Justin was facing the windows but she saw his body tense as she walked in.

“You wanted to see me,” she said quietly, her face flushing with shame. Justin wheeled around in his chair and surveyed Mandy shrewdly.

“You are going shopping today?” he asked. Mandy nodded, embarrassed. She was wearing black pants and a fuchsia blouse borrowed from Chrissy. She tried exceptionally hard today to look her best.

“Good,” Justin murmured, rising. He strode towards Mandy and roughly pushed her face back, kissing her hard on the mouth.

“I am in a peculiar mood today,” he breathed into her mouth as he kissed her and Mandy gasped from the roughness. She kissed back eagerly, wanting to please Justin while also wanting to rid any doubts from his mind.

“Why?” she panted, afraid of the answer. Justin grabbed her hair and yanked her head back before moving his lips to the base of her throat.

“Mmmm,” he growled, ignoring the question. “You know that you belong to me now?” he asked as his other hand ran up Mandy’s exposed forearm, giving her goose bumps.

“Yes,” Mandy squeaked.

“And as my Property you will do as I command?”

“Yes!”

“Good. Unless I give you permission, you are not to be alone with another pack member,” he breathed, squeezing her tightly as he inhaled at our neck.

“O-okay,” she stammered.

“And you will let me fuck you whenever I see fit!” With that, Justin spun Mandy around so that he was behind her and she was facing his desk.

“Hands on the desk,” he growled, and Mandy obeyed, bending over so that her hands were pressing against the smooth, polished wood. With violent urgency, Justin reached around, undoing Mandy’s pants and yanking them down. Trying to keep up with Justin, she quickly stepped out of her pants so that she was only standing in her heels, thong and blouse.

Justin pushed her blouse up over her breasts where it remained, and then yanked her bra down, freeing both of her breasts. Her breasts bounced from their restraints and Justin groaned as each of his hands cupped her soft, supple mounds. Mandy groaned in response to Justin’s groping and kneading, his fingers deftly pulling at each of her hardened nipples, lengthening them. Justin pushed his body against Mandy’s ass, and she could feel his erection through the thin material of his pants.

Mandy could tell that there would not be much foreplay. Justin was rough and urgent, different than past experiences with him. He twisted her nipples, and Mandy winced with the pain; it was as if Justin was punishing her. He aggressively pushed his hand between her legs, his fingers hungrily grasping at her inner folds. Mandy’s body was already anticipating Justin, and she was slippery wet. Justin groaned appreciatively, and Mandy spread her legs further for her master.

“Yes,” Justin groaned and he skillfully undid his belt before pulling his fly down. Seconds later, Mandy heard his pants hit the floor and she could feel him pulling down his boxers behind her. Mandy panted with her desire. Her body hummed to life around Justin, even when he was angry and possibly vengeful. Mandy ached for Justin to fill her and she spread her legs further still in desperate need of Justin’s ready cock.

Justin took hold of her hair, snapping her head back, before pressing down on her back with his other hand. Forced to bend over, Mandy obeyed, and Justin ran his hand from her back down to her ass. He squeezed tightly in admiration, and then bent over Mandy’s back and brought his hot mouth to her ear.

“This fuck is for my pleasure only,” he said gruffly. Mandy could only nod, her desire and lust so great she was unable to speak.

Roughly, Justin yanked Mandy’s thong to the side and then he pushed his entirety inside Mandy, making her cry out from his sudden invasion. Withdrawing, Justin reared up once more and slammed into Mandy again, who braced herself against his desk, moaning softly. This was a type of roughness she had never known. Again and again, Justin pounded into her, and she felt herself stretch for him repeatedly. Moaning softly, Mandy steadied herself against the desk. She was unsure whether she was moaning from the pain or from his complete possession of her. Justin, the alpha male, was really showing his Property who was in charge.

Reaching down to her ass, Justin squeezed tightly and Mandy yipped with pain. Surely, she would have marks tomorrow from where his fingers dug into her flesh. Justin was panting loudly in her ear, and she felt as he reached his hands up along her stomach and then to her breasts. With a desire to inflict pain, Justin squeezed her breasts firmly and Mandy was unable to hold her in cry.

“Does it hurt?” Justin asked.

“Yes,” she gasped, but to her surprise she wanted more. For some perverse reason that she was unable to comprehend at the moment, she wanted more of Justin’s sadistic screwing. Sensing that Mandy was enjoying herself, Justin groaned deeply and then thrust himself into Mandy with such force, that Mandy fell against the desk. Grabbing her, Justin pulled her back up before slipping inside her once more, easily entering her from behind as he glided through her arousal.

Justin steadied Mandy by gripping either side of her ass, and then grunted as he pounded into her as fast as his body would allow. With a final thrust and animalistic grunt, Justin emptied himself inside of her, and Mandy felt Justin still as his orgasm came to an end.

Afraid to move, Mandy stood still as she felt Justin begin to soften and then finally slip out of her. Mandy was sore from the rough sex and she was tense from not having her own release; Justin clearly planned it this way. Mandy picked up her palms to see sweaty marks left behind on the polished desk. She could feel Justin moving behind her, already zipping his fly and righting himself. Mandy gently pulled her thong back in place, before fixing her bra and shirt. She tugged her pants on, and knew she would need to go to the bathroom to fix herself up, not to mention to clean herself up. She could already feel Justin’s fluids running out of her.

“That will be all,” Justin said gruffly, moving behind his desk.

“Justin-“ Mandy began timidly, “Is something wrong?”

“Everything is fine!” he snapped. He looked at her and his gaze softened. “I’m sorry, Mandy,” he said, his voice somewhat mollified, “I’m having a bad day. Enjoy your shopping.”

Mandy nodded, before hurrying out of his office. Meghan and Jen quickly looked busy and Mandy bee-lined for the restroom. Once inside, Mandy locked the door so no one could disturb her. She fixed her hair and straightened her blouse, before taking care of the mess of Justin’s fluids. When she finally felt presentable, she left the bathroom, but swung by Ally’s desk first.

“What time are we supposed to go today?” Mandy asked, referring to their shopping excursion.

Ally smiled widely at her. “How about noon? We are going to King’s Lake, so I thought we could grab some lunch there, too.”

Of course, Mandy thought to herself, Justin would have them shop at King’s Lake. It was the most exclusive shopping mall for miles. It was filled with expensive, designer stores. Mandy nodded before heading back to her desk. Jen smiled at her, while Meghan busied herself with typing. Jen motioned to Meghan and rolled her eyes. Grateful for the alliance, Mandy smiled before settling into work. She had been at work for over an hour, and all she had manage to accomplish was being violently fucked by her boss, who also happened to be her so-called Master.

Noon rolled around quickly, and anxious to escape the awkwardness that had set in at the alcove, Mandy grabbed her bag and said a sheepish good bye to Meghan and Jen. She felt bad leaving the two girls to cover her, but then again she was now Justin’s Property, and Justin had requested she go shopping with Ally today. Clearly, Justin found this more important than her working in the office.

As Mandy approached Ally’s desk, she quickly shut off her computer and grabbed her purse, smiling all the while. Ally seemed perpetually happy.

“Are you always this happy?” Mandy asked, unable to stop the words from coming out of her mouth.

Ally didn’t look bothered in the least. “Yes, I guess I am. I don’t know. It’s just my personality!” She shrugged as they stepped into the parking lot, Ally’s pointy and expensive heels click-clacketing across the asphalt. As always, Ally was perfectly coiffed. Not a hair out of place in her sleek ponytail, and her charcoal grey pencil skirt complimented her blue blouse perfectly.

“I’ll drive,” Ally said in her chipper voice, and Mandy was relieved. She climbed into Ally’s Audi and they sped off towards King’s Lake. King’s Lake was a forty minute drive, but Mandy didn’t have to say much as Ally was more than happy to carry on the conversation. She chattered on about all the stores they were going to visit, as well as the ones they would stay away from. She debated on what to have for lunch, salads or sushi, and where to park the car, at Nordstrom or Neiman Marcus?

Mandy smiled and nodded at the appropriate moments and she was more than happy to listen to Ally. As they neared the mall, Ally began talking about the costume party, which reminded Mandy that she needed to ask about buying an outfit.

“I wanted to ask you. Is this an occasion where I need to buy a new outfit? Or can I just find something that I have at home?” she asked, as she played with her nails.

Ally giggled, “Do you happen to have a ball gown lying around at home?”

“Ball gown?” Mandy screeched, “I thought it was a costume party!”

Ally nodded solemnly, as if explaining something of great importance. “Yes, it a costume party, but think of it as a masked ball.”

Rolling her eyes, Mandy sunk back into the seat. Of course this couldn’t be a party where she wore all black with some cat ears and a tail. This was going to be a full out event.

“Don’t worry. It’s on my list of things to pick up today. You’re going to have to look ravishing considering that you’re the — “

“Property. Yadda, yadda, yadda,” Mandy said, cutting her off.

“Mandy do you know just how big an honor this is?” Ally admonished.

“What I do know is that it’s becoming more of a nuisance by the hour,” she said. “I don’t know why I even agreed to the damn thing,” she muttered under her breath.

“Do you know how many of us would die to be the Property?” Ally asked shrilly, her normal peppy voice gone.

“Then why aren’t any of you?” Mandy burst out, unable to hold in her feelings. “I don’t get it! Why did Justin choose me? I’m not nearly as pretty as any of you and I dress like crap! All of you look perfect! I don’t fit in at all. I can’t figure out what Justin sees in me!” Mandy knew she sounded like a petulant child, but she couldn’t help herself. She had been wrestling with these thoughts since the day she walked into McIntyre Technologies.

Ally pulled into a parking space and shut the car off before turning to look at Mandy directly. Embarrassed, Mandy looked out the window so she wouldn’t have to meet Ally’s gaze.

“It’s clear to the rest of us. Why isn’t it clear to you?” Ally asked softly, almost to herself. Mandy felt uncomfortable, as if she should be having this conversation with Justin instead.

“He chose you because you are far more interesting that the rest of us. We all threw ourselves at him, but you didn’t. He’s used to idiots like us throwing ourselves at him. You have character. Not that the rest of us don’t, but you are certainly more charming than me, Meghan or Jen.”

Mandy rolled her eyes; that was definitely not true.

“Don’t roll your eyes! It’s the truth! You can handle Justin. None of us could handle him the way you do, and while we envy you, we know deep down it’s the truth. Do you think Meghan could take his orders and do what you are doing behind closed doors and then come back out and do her job? Of course not! And neither could Jen. She’d be flitting around the office, buzzing like a bee, unable to focus. You are exactly what Justin is looking for. Someone who can handle his personality, meet his demands and desires and then come into the office and do your job.”

Embarrassed again, Mandy looked away. Could Ally’s words be true? It didn’t make sense. Guys fell for girls like her, not girls like Mandy.

“It doesn’t make sense!” Mandy argued. “And even if it did make sense, I’m not nearly as pretty as any of you.”

“You are a natural beauty. It takes hard work for the rest of us to look like this, but you’re naturally pretty. That’s what Justin likes. He’s a werewolf for Christ’s sake. He doesn’t want a woman that takes hours to get ready!”

Mandy didn’t believe Ally would lie to her, and she felt relief begin to course through her. Maybe she was worthy of Justin after all.

“Alright, enough!” Ally said playfully, “Let’s get inside and spend Justin’s money! We have a wardrobe to buy you!” She hopped out of the car and Mandy followed.

“That’s another thing — why do you all dress so well?” Mandy asked as she nearly ran to catch up with Ally.

“Oh. Well, we have a wardrobe stipend.”

“A what?”

“You know, we have a special allowance for clothing. Justin prefers his employees to be dressed well and to set the right tone in the office. Many of us have a stipend for clothes,” she said matter-of-factly. Mandy realized that it made perfect sense.

“Well, why don’t I have a stipend then?” she asked suddenly.

“Because you’re the Property! You don’t need a stipend. You have Justin’s wealth at your disposal!”

Mandy wasn’t sure if she liked the idea of having access to Justin’s money. It seemed too big of a responsibility.

“But, I wasn’t the property when I first started! I was just a regular worker and I didn’t have a stipend,” she argued.

“Justin doesn’t usually give stipends until employees have been with the company for four weeks. He likes to make sure they are a good fit before he offers the stipend.”

Somewhat appeased, Mandy followed Ally into the mall. Ally was clearly in her element as they moved from store to store, their arms becoming more and more laden with bags. They purchased pair after pair of shoes, skirts of all shapes and lengths, various dresses, multiples pairs of pants with an array of blouses and shirts. Mandy stopped looking at the price tags because it was too unbearable to see the costs. She constantly reminded herself that this was what Justin wanted.

The women needed to make three trips back to the car to drop off bags, and Mandy realized it would have been impossible for anyone else to join them. The trunk had been easily filled, and the bags were now spilling into the backseat and piling precariously high. They were just finishing up with jewelry and accessorizes when Ally smacked her head with recall.

“I almost forgot! We have to find you a gown for the party!” she exclaimed. Mandy was tired and it was already past four o’clock. She trudged behind Ally as Ally led her to a fancy store with racks of long gowns. Ally rifled skillfully through the racks before extracting two gowns. One was a deep plum shade, while the other was a jeweled-indigo shade. The plum dress was stunning, but the indigo dress was beyond words. Even Mandy gasped at her own reflection. The dress was strapless with a sweetheart neckline that was adorned with twinkling crystals. The dress was rouched and fitted through the waist, but once it reached her hips, it fanned out, cascading down her frame in gentle ripples. The material seemed to float above the ground, and Mandy looked ethereal.

“It’s perfect,” Ally breathed. Mandy could not believe her own reflection.

“I’ll find you the perfect mask. Don’t worry!” Ally exclaimed. The women made their purchase, along with matching shoes and were back in the car heading towards the office by five o’clock.

Mandy shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

“Can I ask you something?” she asked Ally. Before Ally could respond, she barreled on. “What happened to the last Property?” She noticed Ally slightly flinch.

“It was bad,” Ally said quietly. “I knew you would ask at some point. There are rumors.”

Mandy waited while Ally gathered her thoughts.

“She was really pretty. Josephina. Almost too pretty. She attracted a lot of attention, and Justin didn’t like that. She also flirted way too much for her own good. Justin thought he could tame her but Josie was even too much for him. She began an affair with another pack member and Justin found out. It became really ugly, or at least that’s what the few people who witnessed their fight say. The next day Josie’s desk was cleared out and she was gone.”

Ally paused and took a deep breath. “We all just figured she quit or she was fired. The pack member stopped coming around, too. Justin banished him from the pack. Apparently, he has the authority to do that, and it’s a huge dishonor and embarrassment. But a few weeks after that all happened, I went by Josie’s house to drop off a bracelet I had borrowed. The house was empty, but everything was still there. I had a key, so I let myself in. It was as if Josie had never returned to her house. There were dirty clothes on the floor and dishes in the sink. The house was lived in, but there was a layering of dust over everything.”

Ally’s voice dropped an octave. “I don’t think she returned to her house after their fight.”

Mandy swallowed fearfully. “Do you think Justin did something to her?”

Ally shook her head slowly. “I just don’t see Justin capable of that, but it doesn’t make sense. Maybe she feared him and she fled. Maybe she ran away with the pack member. I truly don’t believe Justin was involved, but regardless, the situation is unpleasant.”

Unpleasant? Mandy found it downright frightening.

“I think I would run too if I crossed Justin. Wouldn’t you?” Ally asked gravely. Mandy nodded, but her stomach turned in knots as she thought of her meeting with Brad the night before. She was playing with fire, and this was a flashing red light for her to stop.

“Anyway,” Ally said cheerfully, “I’m sure you’ll never have to worry about that! You are so much smarter than Josie!”

Mandy smiled back weakly, and she resolved to be anything but cordial to Brad in the future. The remainder of the ride was spent in silence as Mandy mulled over what she head learned today.

Wednesday was a day of tension and awkwardness within the office. Ally was pleasant as usual, but Jen skittered around Mandy, while Meghan gave her the silent treatment. Mandy felt strange showing up to work in her new, expensive clothing. Today she was wearing a lightweight cream-colored dress that draped around her body tastefully. It had a simple neckline and the hem came just before her knees. Mandy had accented the outfit with gold sandals and a long, chain-linked gold necklace.

Mandy chuckled to herself as she thought back to Chrissy’s reaction when she had come home with a carload of clothes. At first, Mandy had considered hiding the clothes from Chrissy, but once she realized how much she and Ally were purchasing, she had known that would have been impossible. With a ridiculously small apartment, and less than ample closet space, Chrissy would have immediately noticed Mandy’s new wardrobe.

Mandy had stuck to the truth somewhat by explaining that her company had an impressive wardrobe stipend. Chrissy had eyed her warily, but Mandy shrugged it off. Mandy explained that her wardrobe had been in such dire straights, that she was advanced a year’s worth of her stipend. When Chrissy asked what would happen if Mandy left before a year, Mandy said she would have to pay the remainder back. Chrissy eyed the boxes and then laughed saying that Mandy had better stick around for at least a year then.

As Mandy settled herself into her desk, she glanced at Justin’s doors wondering when he would return from his morning off-site meeting. The morning ticked by slowly and Mandy yearned for the early days of her new job where she Meghan and Jen got along so well.

By lunchtime Mandy had had just about enough. Even Ally’s perky personality couldn’t carry the uncomfortable lunch conversation. Jen laughed way too loudly at anything she said and Meghan seemed to want to eat her lunch as fast as possible so that she could disappear.

“I’ve had it!” Mandy exclaimed, pushing her salad aside. The women eyed her nervously. “This is ridiculous! Why are you treating me so differently? I thought we worked this all out on Monday morning? What happened?”

Jen, looking even more embarrassed than she had on Monday morning, spoke. “It’s just — we’re not sure what we can and can’t say around you.”

Mandy rolled her eyes. “You can say anything you want! Just because I’m the stupid Property doesn’t mean you need to censor your thoughts! I’m not going to run to Justin and blab everything you tell me!”

“Well, that’s what the last assistant did and she was really close to becoming the Property,” Meghan spoke up. Mandy stopped, realization dawning on her. She looked at Ally for assistance.

“Oops. Forgot to mention that yesterday. We all kind of spoke in confidence and then she told Justin. Plus she couldn’t handle the whole orgy thing,” Ally looked sheepish at the lapse in her memory.

“Great,” Mandy said, frustrated. “Now none of you are going to trust me. I’m not one of those girls who runs and tells my boyfriend everything.” She looked embarrassed. “Not that Justin’s my boyfriend — I just meant — you know — I’m not like that!” she stuttered. Certainly, she and Justin were nothing like boyfriend and girlfriend. She knew next to nothing about him.

Finally, Jen seemed to be at ease for good, and even Meghan seemed to lighten up a bit. The rest of the lunch passed in easy conversation and Mandy felt relieved when she returned to her desk. Not five minutes later, Justin came striding down the hall. He went behind closed doors and didn’t emerge until five o’clock. He barely even looked at Mandy and she felt hurt. Here they were, supposedly starting some type of relationship, and Justin could hardly look at her, especially after a hard fuck the day before.

Annoyed, Mandy stormed out of the office once her work was finished. She fumed all the way home, and was in a foul mood all evening. Chrissy took care to avoid her, and Mandy turned into bed early. Not even the glamorous evening gown hanging from her closet could lift her spirits. At the moment, she had no desire to attend the ridiculous costume party.

Mercifully, Thursday was a much better day between the women in the office. Jen was back to normal, and Meghan was back to her normal self as well, though she was never as kind or friendly as Jen was. Justin was only in the office for an hour, and he spoke to his three assistants collectively before he left for the day. Not only was Meghan annoyed, but she was hurt even more than the day before. She was beginning to regret her decision to become Justin’s Property. It wasn’t worth the hassle or stress, and she didn’t need Justin’s help in making her feel worse about herself.

Near the end of the day on Thursday, Ally swung by her desk to drop off the mask she had found for Mandy. It was beautiful, with large blue and green feathers, and intricate painting around the eyes. It was attached to a slender rod.

“Justin picked it out himself,” Ally said proudly as she handed the mask to Mandy.

“Thanks,” Mandy said softly. “I think he’s mad at me though, so I don’t know how I feel about the party right now.”

“Why would he be mad at you?”

Mandy knew exactly why, but she shrugged instead. She didn’t know how Justin could know about her meeting with Brad.

“He’s very moody, Mandy. I’m sure it’s nothing you did,” Ally said gently. “Go home, have a glass of wine and tomorrow’s Friday. Plus, you have looked amazing the past two days in your new clothes!”

Mandy smiled at the mention of her new clothes, but then her face fell as she thought of how Justin had neither noticed nor commented on her new attire. Mandy thanked Ally and went home. She spent another miserable night at home, staring at her completed costume, wondering how she would attend a party with Justin when he barely seemed to be speaking to her.

Friday morning Mandy woke up and resolved to say something to Justin. She dressed in a teal sleeveless dress with a thin silver belt. The slipped on silver sandals, and even blow-dried her hair. Mandy always felt better when she knew she looked her best. She strode into the office with a purpose, and sat down to begin work, being highly efficient for the morning.

Justin arrived and barely looked at her, or Meghan and Jen for that matter. Mandy gave him a few minutes in his office to get himself situated, and then she matter-of-factly walked to his office and knocked on the doors.

“What?” Justin barked. Through the half-open doors, Mandy could see him peering at the computer screen and tapping his fingers impatiently.

“Can I speak to you please?” Mandy asked, her voice sounding much more calm then she actually felt.

Justin looked up and for the first time in days, he seemed to actually notice her. He took in her dress and her hair, and a happy look seemed to flit across his face before his usual stony at-work glare came back.

“Yes. Shut the door behind you, please.”

Mandy stepped into the office and pulled the door shut with a resounding click. Justin looked at her, his eyes curious yet wary.

“And what can I do for you, Ms. Ray?” he asked, his voice almost playful.

“I want to know what the hell is your problem!” Mandy demanded, and she couldn’t keep the anger or frustration out of her voice.

Justin looked taken aback. Perhaps he wasn’t used to people speaking to him this way, or perhaps he was surprised at Mandy’s outburst. Either way, Mandy didn’t care.

“What do you mean?” he asked slowly.

“That way you have been treating me ever since I became your Property!” she exclaimed, even though a small voice inside of her head said ever since I saw Brad on Monday night.

“I don’t know what you mean, Mandy. I’ve been busy at work.”

“Yes, you’ve been busy, but you’ve barely said two words to me. Is that how you treat Properties? If so, tell me now. You fuck me with unusual roughness on Tuesday, and then hardly speak to me all week!” She was furious.

Justin almost looked amused as he wheeled his chair back away from his desk and surveyed her. He steepled his finger under his chin as his eyes roved over her.

“You look incredibly sex,” he said softly. Mandy was caught off guard, not expecting this response.

“Thank you,” she said, confused.

“You’re wearing your new clothes. You look very polished and elegant. In fact, my dick is getting hard at this very moment.” His voice was low and gruff. Mandy shifted, unsure of how to handle this new direction in the conversation.

“Do you want to be my Property?” Justin asked slowly, and as he spoke, he moved his hand down to the bulge in his pants.

Mandy merely nodded.

“My dick just hardened even more.”

Mandy’s eyes widened and Justin parted his lips, his tongue grazing his top teeth.

“As your master, I command you to come over here,” he breathed.

The slow burn that had begun unnoticed in Mandy’s groin, burst forth and she felt a hot rush of desire blossom within her. She walked towards Justin, waiting for his next command. This is what she loved; pleasing Justin.

Justin had unzipped his pants, and pulled his pulsing cock from his boxers. He was stroking it softly, and Mandy noticed his chest rising and falling faster than normal.

“On your knees,” he ordered. Mandy dropped to her knees, eyeing Justin’s cock with reverence. Her lips ached to ensconce it and she could already feel the moisture seeping through her panties. She kneeled before Justin, and like an eager puppy, waited for him to give her the okay.

“Make me come,” he breathed. Instantly, Mandy had her lips wrapped around Justin, sucking him as if were the last of the water on a desert earth. She sucked and sucked, dragging her mouth up and down his shaft as she ran her wet tongue in wake of her lips. Reaching her hands up, she grasped his shaft firmly with one hand as she extended his pleasure, and reached her free hand down to play with his balls.

Justin moaned as his head rolled back and Mandy wished she had a third hand so she could rub her dripping pussy. All thoughts and anger were forgotten and the only thing that mattered was the solid mass in her mouth, and her desperate desire to please Justin as best as she could.

Stretching her mouth wide over Justin, she took Justin deep into her throat, his cock pushing down into the depths of her.

“Holy fuck, Mandy!” Justin gasped. Mandy took pride in his outburst and sucked even that much harder. She tasted a few drops of sweet saltiness and felt him twitch in her mouth. Mandy was beginning to read the signs of Justin’s body and she knew his release was only moments away. She moved her mouth faster and faster, as she swiftly flicked her tongue against his thick skin.

“Swallow all of me!” he choked, before emptying himself into her warm and waiting mouth. Mandy pushed him deep into her mouth, as she felt his thick fluid run down her throat. She moaned against his cock as she swallowed all of him, obeying his every word and taking pleasure in his pleasure. Finally, Justin seemed to be emptied and he slowly pulled himself out of her mouth.

Mandy gazed up at Justin coyly through her eyelashes.

“Best. Fucking. Blowjob. Ever,” Justin panted, laying back in his chair, his cock hanging out. Mandy was so aroused and she was aching to come herself. She couldn’t remember ever being so turned on from giving a blowjob. She didn’t know how to ask Justin to help her orgasm, so instead she decided she would have to just deal with it for the rest of the day. As if reading her thoughts, Justin opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small, pink bullet-shaped object.

“Come on, baby. I bet you want yours too,” he crooned, motioning to his lap. He zipped himself back up and eager with her carnal desire, Mandy climbed onto his lap, straddling him, as he pushed her legs apart, revealing her soaked underwear. Justin’s breath caught in his throat as he observed her drenched panties.

“Oh, Mandy. You were so turned on,” he said softly, pushing her panties to the side as he pushed the object against her, which instantly hummed to life.

Mandy gasped loudly, the vibration feeling unbelievable against her swollen nub.

“That’s right,” Justin murmured, as Mandy began to grind against the small vibrator, moaning softly. Justin’s other hand played with her opening, his fingers sliding in and out of her juices. Mandy knew she would orgasm quickly and her breath quickened as she felt her nipples harden against her bra.

“Oh! Oh! Oh!” she gasped in small breathy moans before her orgasm crashed over her. Moaning softly, she grinded against Justin, trying to push his hand away as the sensation became too strong for her to handle, but Justin kept the object pressed firmly against her clit. Mandy felt her orgasm push higher and then she was coming again as a second wave descended upon her. She was swept up in her pleasure and when she finally came to her senses again, she saw Justin watching her appreciatively.

“Now, that’s how to start a Friday morning,” he said slyly. Mandy swatted at him, before slowly stepping off him. Once more, her panties were worthless and she yanked them down her slick thighs before throwing them on Justin’s desk.

“Add these to your collection,” she said wryly, as she tried to fix herself. Justin grinned and stuffed the pair in his pocket. Even though Mandy didn’t feel like she got any real answers to Justin’s behavior, things certainly felt more normal now, or at least normal for she and Justin’s bizarre relationship.

Mandy left his office and this time Meghan and Jen didn’t even bother to look up. The day passed quickly, and Mandy felt ridiculously kinky working the entire day without any underwear. Justin smiled seductively at her more than once as he tapped his pocket, which contained her damp panties. Mandy could only shake her head in bemusement. She wished every morning could start with His and Hers orgasms.

The end of the day quickly approached, and it seemed all the plans were set in place for the party the following evening. Justin warned the women not to be late, especially Mandy. She went home that evening feeling lighter than she had all week, all thoughts of Brad forgotten. Only Justin was on her mind, and she could not wait for him to see her in her costume.

Saturday flew by and Mandy found herself a jumble of nerves for most of the day, snapping at Chrissy and then apologizing for her bad behavior. Finally, Mandy began the long process of getting ready. She carefully blow dried her hair and then twisted it up before piling it on top of her head and curling the ends. Chrissy even offered to help Mandy apply her makeup. Mandy was more than grateful, especially considering the way she had treated her earlier. As Chrissy expertly swiped on mascara and then curled her lashes with a heated eyelash curler, Mandy felt a fresh surge of guilt. She wished she could tell Chrissy exactly what was going on, but she knew she could not.

The moment arrived for Mandy to step into her dress. She carefully extended her long, slender legs into the soft material, before Chrissy helped pull the dress up and zip her.

“Oh my god, Mandy, you look gorgeous,” Chrissy breathed. Mandy nervously glanced towards the mirror and her jaw nearly hit the floor. The creature in the mirror could surely not be herself. This woman was tall and elegant with perfectly coiffed hair and alluring makeup. Her gown ebbed and flowed around her and her entire being seemed to glow from within.

“Chrissy, you’re incredible!” Mandy whispered.

“Me? I didn’t do this! You are the incredible one!”

Mandy wanted to squeal with excitement. She slipped her feet into her delicate silver shoes before grabbing her mask and her evening bag. Just as she was about to reach for her keys, there was a knock at the door. She shot Chrissy a quizzical look before going to the door and opening it. Standing in the hallway was a man dressed in a smart black suit, with a chauffer’s hat in his hand.

“Ms. Ray?” he inquired.

“Yes, that’s me.”

“I’m your driver, Miss. I’ve been sent for you.”

“Really? You’re driving me to Justin’s?”

“Yes, Miss. The car is outside whenever you’re ready.” And with that, he gave a small bow before turning towards the stairs. Shocked, Mandy turned back into the apartment where Chrissy was standing, her jaw hanging open.

“Holy shit!” Chrissy squealed.

“My own driver!!” Mandy squealed back momentarily caught up in the excitement. She gave Chrissy a quick kiss on the cheek before turning and carefully making her way down the steps.

“Have fun!” Chrissy cried after her, and Mandy could hear the slight envy in her voice. Mandy wished she could have invited her friend, but she knew it wasn’t possible.

She carefully climbed into the town car and sat down. She turned to look around the rest of the interior and nearly screamed. Sitting in the car beside her, grinning, was Brad.

“What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed. “If Justin knows you snuck into this car, he will kill you!”

“Justin won’t know because he didn’t send for the car,” Brad said smiling. Mandy looked confused. “But if he didn’t send for the car-” she began slowly. Brad only smiled.

“I sent for it,” he finished. Mandy looked uneasy, but she couldn’t help the pull she felt towards Brad. Slowly, Brad scooted even closer to Mandy and Mandy felt her heart skip a beat as her skin flushed. As soft as a breeze, Brad lowered his lips to Mandy, waiting for her to turn away but she didn’t. Mandy found herself moving towards Brad’s mouth and the kiss started slowly before it began to intensify. The fire grew between Mandy’s legs and she wanted it to stop but she knew it couldn’t.

“Mandy,” Brad gasped and Mandy could only moan back. Ever so slowly, Brad ran his hands up Mandy’s leg, slowly pushing the material up her smooth skin, exposing her thigh inch by inch. Mandy moaned again. Brad’s fingers caressed her upper, innermost thigh and Mandy couldn’t help but push her hips forward, wanting Brad to touch her between her legs. As if reading her mind, Brad’s fingers gently grazed against the soft material of her underwear and Mandy moaned loudly as she felt her nipples harden.

“Touch me!” she begged and Brad was more than willing to obey. Slowly, he rubbed her through her underwear and Mandy groaned and writhed, her greedy body wanting more.

“I don’t trust myself,” Brad said gruffly, and with that he tugged her underwear down her legs, exposing her most delicate parts. His fingers brushed against her buzzing skin and they made their way towards her nub. Gently, he began rubbing small circles with one hand as his other hand explored her folds. Mandy gripped onto the car seat, desperate for anything to squeeze. She felt scandalous, but she couldn’t stop herself.

Mandy felt Brad’s fingers explore and discover her, push and prod at her innermost parts and elicit numerous pleasurable sensations. Over and over again she moaned Brad’s names, his fingers taking her higher and higher. Teasingly he caressed over her opening as his other hand continued to work her clitoris and Mandy could feel how wet she was. She wanted Brad to fuck her, but she could tell he wasn’t going to take that risk tonight.

“You’re so wet,” he said huskily and then pushed two fingers deep into her opening, her wetness encasing them.

“Aggh” Mandy cried out, not caring what the driver heard or saw. In and out, Brad fucked her with his fingers and the penetration timed with the clitoral stimulation would soon sweep her away. The wet sounds of her arousal filled the backseat, and Mandy’s own moans were becoming more carnal.

“Come for me, Mandy,” Brad breathed. Those words sent Mandy over the edge and she bucked on the car seat, her thighs trembling as she came for Brad while his fingers still pushed in and out of her soaking pussy. Her body shook and she grabbed for Brad’s arms to have something to hold on to. When her orgasm finally ceased, she heard the driver awkwardly clear his throat, before saying

“We’re almost there Mr. Stevens.”

“Thank you. I’m going to have you drop Miss Ray off first, and then I’d like us to drive around another half hour or so before you drop me off,” Brad said, his voice gruff from their escapades. The driver nodded.

Satiated, but embarrassed, Mandy began to right herself. Brad pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and gave it to her.

“You’re going to want to wipe yourself up. Justin will never understand why you are so wet.” He smirked as he said it.

Mandy snatched the material from his hand, knowing he was right. She wiped herself gently, the handkerchief becoming drenched with her wetness.

“I’d like it back,” Brad said huskily and somewhat uncomfortably, Mandy handed it back to him. She pulled her panties back on, and then checked her reflection in her compact. Besides the rosy glow due to her orgasm, she looked otherwise untouched. She was pleased.

“This was wrong,” she whispered as she worried whether Justin would notice the same town car, or the fact that she had a town car to begin with.

“No it’s not. Just tell Justin that you hired the car yourself. He’ll think nothing of it. You know we have something special between us.”

Mandy nodded nervously. They were now pulling up the long drive to Justin’s mansion. Mandy got ready to exit the car, still keyed up from what just happened. Brad quickly pulled out his mask — it was an elaborate looking tiger mask.

“Look for me,” he whispered. Mandy gave him a nervous smile before getting out of the car. She was too embarrassed to look at the driver.

Other cars were pulling up and she was relieved to see Justin nowhere in sight. She quickly scurried inside the house, looking for anyone she knew. It was a beautiful night out, and Mandy could see through the large, expansive windows that everything was set up out back, just like the previous party. There were maybe twenty people already there, and Mandy noticed that none were having sex yet, even though the beds were set up around the perimeter.

She walked out onto the patio and wondered how she would find anyone among the colorful and somewhat creepy masks.

“Mandy,” Justin breathed, and his arms were around her waist instantly. Mandy felt a small sigh of relief, and she couldn’t understand how both Justin and Brad made her tingle so.

“Thank you for being on time,” he said softly, before turning her around so he could fully look at her. He let out a low whistle as he shook his head in amazement.

“You are a gorgeous woman, but tonight you are exceptionally gorgeous,” his voice was low and sexy and once more Mandy felt her desire bloom.

“Oh, the things I plan on doing to you later,” he said, and Mandy had delicious hopes. “Let me see your mask,” he ordered, and he was back in business mode. Obligingly, Mandy pulled out her mask for him to see. He nodded in approval, before brandishing his own. It was of course, a large, dark wolf face. Mandy giggled and Justin smiled wryly.

“I need to say hello to some more guests, but I see Ally, Meghan and Jen over there,” he said steering Mandy towards the bar. Mandy gave him a quick wave before making her way over to the women.

Jen made a huge fuss over her dress, and Meghan even managed a smile. Ally knew how beautiful it was since she had helped her pick it out. The women looked beautiful as well. Ally was in a deep plum shade, while Meghan’s dress was a sky blue. Jen had opted for bright pink and Mandy figured she could be seen for miles thanks to the bright hue of her dress. The women got their drinks and then began to check out the scene. Mandy, of course, was spoken for, but the other women were not, and they tried to decide which men they wanted to bed tonight. Mandy shook her head at the strangeness of the whole situation. She wondered what other people would think of this party and this lifestyle. She was shocked herself that she had moved into this world.

Mandy’s body began to warm from the alcohol and it wasn’t long before she found herself sipping on her third drink.

“Better slow down,” Jen giggled and Mandy decided she was right. She went off to find some food to fill her stomach and soak up the alcohol. She saw a tiger pass by and she knew it was Brad. Keeping her head down, she picked a few small bites for her plate and went back to the women. Another woman was with them, but she had her mask on so Mandy had no idea who she was.

Again, she saw the tiger in her peripheral vision and she purposefully turned in the opposite direction. She knew she needed to be careful now. A few minutes later, Justin appeared, wearing his wolf mask. The other women laughed at the mask, as it was no surprise as to why Justin had chosen it. He bent to whisper in Mandy’s ear.

“I’m desperate for a run. I think I may slip into the woods and shift. A few laps will help me relax and then I have other types of exercise in mind.”

Mandy smiled and nodded. She watched Justin move into the woods and then she turned back to the group. The other woman turned out to be a business acquaintance and frequent partygoer. She seemed to know many people and Mandy tried to focus on what she was saying. The conversation turned to old employees that Mandy knew nothing about and she slipped back to the food table for more stuffed mushrooms.

Again, she saw the tiger mask move past her. Brad beckoned to Mandy with his head, and in a small slip of better judgment, Mandy put her plate down and hastily followed him inside. Brad led the way downstairs, twisting and turning down a hallway Mandy had never seen before, until they came to a small bedroom. Mandy knew Justin was out in the woods and she knew the alcohol was playing a part in this rash decision.

Brad didn’t speak but beckoned Mandy to the bed. Mandy dropped to her knees, reaching for Brad’s fly, but Brad pushed her away. He ran his hands up her dress and pushed her down on the bed. He pushed her dress up her hips and Mandy moaned as she thought of the pleasure he had brought her earlier. He delicately pulled her panties off before stuffing them in his pocket.

Roughly, he pushed her legs apart before bringing his mouth to her pussy, his lips moving under the cut of his mask. Mandy moaned from the sudden onslaught, she had not expected this, nor has she expected it so quickly. Brad’s tongue snaked out of his mouth and rolled across her sex, causing her thighs to quiver. His silence was a turn on and Mandy felt her body quickly respond to his tongue. Again and again, his tongue licked and flicked against her sweet spot. He sucked and tugged with his teeth, using every inch of his mouth to pleasure her.

“Oh, God!” Mandy screamed, not expecting to come so quickly. She shook and trembled, her body writhing on the bed. The pleasure was so intense and all consuming that she could not process what happened next.

Brad tore the mask off but it wasn’t Brad’s face underneath. It was Justin’s face. Justin who was supposed to be out running. Justin who had just tricked her. Justin who had just stuffed her panties into his pocket like he always did. The blood drained from Mandy’s face as her pleasure came to an abrupt halt. Justin’s face was twisted in anger, hurt and confusion.

In her panic, Mandy jumped off the bed and tried to run for the door. Justin jumped in front of the door and blocked her exit. “You have some explaining to do,” he growled menacingly.

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Bree Bellucci
Fucked by Force