The Evolution of Donna Brinley

The Evolution of Donna Brinkley

By JustJake051

Part Two

Chapter Four

It had always been Donna Brinkley's hope, her ideal. It was her dream job, to work on Wall Street, in a brokerage house, selling and trading stocks. Learning about markets and building trading expertise, these were the skills that were just what she had always desperately wanted. And today she had that chance to make it all happen. A job interview. Yes, traditionally it was a male dominated field. Now was her chance to break through, to succeed.

It was a small firm on the 5

th

floor of an older downtown office building. The owner of the firm, Brian Hartley, was an old college friend of Teddy Buxton's, her husband's friend. And Brian had agreed to give her an interview as a favor to Teddy. And there she was, sitting at the conference table with the twelve male brokers of the firm, perched around the table looking at her. She fielded their questions admirably, displaying a good knowledge of market basics and stock fundamentals. She seemed to impress them with her understanding of market economics and the influences that affect stock prices. The twelve men listened intently as she expressed her desire to learn and succeed.

When the questions were over, owner Brian Hartly explained the essentials of the entry position job, the Assistant position, and the procedures of the office. She would be setting up meetings with clients. Clients never came to the office, Brian told her, it was only for the brokers, their lair to press sales and close deals. If hired, she would be doing research and office essentials. When the interview concluded, she shook each of the men's hands and thanked them.

Donna flew home, filled with excitement and hope. She wanted that job desperately, so much so she could taste it, and she was so proud of how the interview went. She knew that if given half a chance, she could succeed there. She would get her foot in the door and learn the business and move up.

That evening, Teddy Buxton stopped over at the apartment and Donna instantly threw her arms around him, the moment he came in the door, in thanks for getting her the interview. Teddy was tall, so handsome and so charming and Donna loved being around him.

"Oh Teddy! Thank you, thank you, thank you," she squealed, as she hugged his neck.

"You happy about the interview? Then show me" Teddy said sternly and stared at her.

Donna was suddenly taken aback and quite confused. "What" she asked.

"How happy are you about it? Getting the interview?" Teddy said, as a mischievous twinkle appeared in his blue eyes. It was a look that always made her nervous.

"Incredibly happy, Teddy. Thank you."

Both Teddy and her husband, Rob, stared at her in silence.

"Take off your dress," Teddy said.

"Teddy? What?"

"Take off your dress. You know, strip," Teddy said.

"Why? Can't we..."

"Because you know what you want," he said.

Slowly, Donna unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and pushed it aside with one foot.

"Now masturbate for us. Rob says you like doing that for him. And that you're very gifted at it," Teddy said smiling.

"Rob! Why Teddy?" she moaned.

"Because you want to. And you just want us to tell you to do it. So, now do it."

Donna hesitated. Then, she slowly slipped her had down the front of her panties and began to gently rub her cunt.

"No," Teddy said calmly. "All of it. Everything. Off."

She looked over at Rob.

"Do it," Rob said.

She tugged her panties down and kicked them off to one side and then removed her bra. She stood naked, looking at Teddy and her husband, hoping this was some kind of cruel joke Teddy was playing. But it wasn't.

She slowly moved her hand down and began touching herself. As she did, Teddy took out his huge cock and began stroking it, mirroring her movements. As she sped up, so did he. When she slowed with smooth circles, smashing her hand against her swollen lips and rubbing her clit, Teddy would make slow long circles, rubbing his giant cock, never breaking eye contact with her. Then she came, her orgasm becoming fast furious as she rapidly worked her clit and then squirted all over the floor. Suddenly, both Rob and Teddy were on her, kissing, rubbing, touching.

"Good girls get rewarded, bad girls get punished," Rob whispered. Still madly rubbing her cunt, Donna instantly came again.

"Good girl," Rob said, as he took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom, followed closely by Teddy.

Once on the bed, Donna found herself quickly under her husband, as he roughly fucked her. Then the two men switched. Rob crawled off and instantly Teddy was between her legs, his huge cock sinking deep inside her. One would fuck her and then they would switch, with the other man watching, stroking his cock. Soon, she was fucking one man and sucking the other man's cock at the same time.

As Teddy's enormous cock moved deep inside her cunt, she suddenly felt Rob's fingers sliding into her tightened asshole.

"Oooohhhh, Rob, nooo," she moaned, as she realized that Rob was now stroking Teddy's cock from inside her. Then, they would switch again, and Rob would fuck her, as Teddy massaged Rob's cock with his fingers from inside her rectum. Her mind was swirling, confused. Then, while she was being fucked by Teddy, Rob slipped around behind and started to push his cock into her rectum.

"Rob, Rob...I, I, I... don't think I can do this," she said, as she felt the pressure of Rob's cock against her tight asshole, while Teddy's massive cock was lodged deep into her cunt. Then she felt Rob push hard.

"OOOOOOOOOOO," Donna wailed. "Both... both... both in me. Oooooo. Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!"

"There you go, baby. That's what you wanted," Teddy said, looking up into her green eyes, now glazed with ecstasy and lust. Teddy reached up, took hold of her hardened nipples and squeezed firmly and kept squeezing, not letting up.

"Ooooowwww," Donna whimpered.

"Oh my God. Mmmmmmm. Yeeeeeeesssssss," she panted, as the two cocks in her began to move steadily back forth inside, alternating strokes deep inside her, the pain shooting through her nipples as Teddy squeezed harder and harder.

"Look at me," Teddy said.

"Oh, oh, oh," she moaned with each thrust in her cunt and ass.

"Donna! Look at me!" Teddy ordered. "Do you want us to stop?"

Her eyes were locked on his.

"What do you want?" Teddy asked, his fingers clenched tightly to her aching nipples.

"Don't... don't, please. Don't... ever stop. Don't ever stop fucking me, Teddy."

"You want all this, don't you? Both holes. Both filled with cock."

"Yeeeessssss," she whimpered.

She turned her head and looked back at her husband. "Yessss. Both holes," she said.

The syncopated dance continued for almost an hour, both men pumping steadily at Donna's holes. Then Teddy stopped and said," Now" and she felt her husband slide his cock out of her ass and saw him lie down on his back, with his head now by her feet.

"Get on top of him, so he can eat you. I'm going to fuck you and cum in you," Teddy said strongly. "You want that don't you? Then do what you're told. Good girl."

As if in a trance, Donna slipped her leg over her husband and pressed her hips down on his face. Instantly, Rob's mouth locked tightly to her swollen, dripping cunt. Rob immediately started lapping and licking at her swollen sex lips. With that, Teddy began pushing his huge cock into her now stretched asshole.

"OOOOHHHH!" Donna screamed. "TOO BIG! Nooooo! You can't, it's too big," she said. Both men stopped and froze.

"You know what you want. Make it fit. Now, you've been told. Open your ass. Say it," Teddy said.

"I want you to fuck my ass," Donna said, and instantly her husband began to increase the speed of his tongue on her clit.

"OOoooooo... Teddy, please fuck my ass," she finally said. Instantly, Teddy pushed his enormous cock into her now slippery asshole.

"AAAAHHH," Donna groaned. There was nothing gentle or slow. Teddy drove his huge cock as deep and as fast as he could into her rectum.

"Now, tighten. Squeeze a little. Tighten on my cock.," Teddy ordered.

Donna did as she was told and clenched her ass muscles on his cock.

"Yeeeesss," she panted, as Teddy began a steady pumping into her ass.

"You like that, don't you. You want that, don't you."

"Yess. Yesssss. Yes," she exhaled, as the pounding in her ass picked up and Rob continued madly eating her cunt, while Teddy fucked her ass.

"NOW!!!" Teddy yelled and she could feel her ass fill with hot a stream of semen. Burst after burst filled her rectum.

"OOOOHHHH!" Donna screamed, as she began to shake, her cunt exploding, as Rob began furiously licking and lapping at the overflowing milky cum spilling out of her ass and running down the crack and into his mouth.

Teddy always seemed in a hurry after he fucked her, Donna thought. She watched him move around the apartment picking up his things. Then he stopped and looked at her.

"Rob and I agree. You're going to get your breasts done before you start work," Teddy said casually.

"What? I..." she said, totally confused.

"Call this number tomorrow and get the appointment," he said, handing her a small piece of paper.

"Teddy, I don't want..."

"Of course you do. You always have. But you wanted to be told to do it. Oh, here," Teddy said, remembering something. He handed her a small jewelry box. She opened it. Teddy had given her a charm.

"It's for your diamond anklet," Teddy said. The charm was simply three letters, MMF, but beautiful with numerous small diamonds in the lettering.

"It's beautiful. What does it mean?" Donna asked.

"It's a friends charm, means you enjoy men friends," Teddy said casually. "Oh, yes, after your boob job, get your hair done. Cut. Styled. All that. It will help you at work."

"Teddy, what do you mean?" she asked.

"Brian called me. Said you got the job. Go over tomorrow and sign the contract. You'll start after you have your new tits." And with that Teddy Buxton was gone, out the door and down the hallway to the elevator.

No sooner had the door closed than Rob said, "Lie down on the floor. On your stomach." Donna quietly obeyed and soon her husband had his hands firmly on her asscheeks. Rob pushed his hand out and Donna's buttocks spread wide apart, and instantly Rob's tongue was buried deep in her ass, lapping at the spurts and streams of Teddy's cum that oozed out.

Later, Donna looked it up and found the charm MMF online. It was for married women to wear on anklets, to make it known that she likes to fuck two men at the same time. She read further and discovered that the MMF charm was different from the MFM charm.

Chapter Five

Donna Brinkley got the breast enhancement, as ordered by Teddy Buxton. And it was monumental, giving her spectacular double D size breasts. Donna had 650 cc implants done, and they looked enormous. Part of her reward, she was told by her husband, Rob. "Good girls get rewarded," he told her. With her slender frame, her enormous breasts looked disproportionately huge, twice their actual size. But she looked amazing, she thought. And secretly, she no longer had any of the old self-doubts she had carried for so long about her appearance, her tiny breasts and her flat chest. It was a big step toward her feeling "normal", perhaps, she thought.

Then her new job started, and she was in heaven. After two weeks on the job, Donna Brinkley was ecstatic, and she loved it, working at the brokerage firm. She was learning so much. She was doing spectacular research work and everyone seemed really pleased. She was happier than she had ever been in her life, she thought. One afternoon, Brian Hartly walked over to her small desk and handed her a sheet of paper. "Brinkley, this is the new dress code for Assistants," her boss said.

She couldn't believe what she was reading. She was to wear only sheer, see-through panties at work. Only high heels in the office, and stockings, she read. "A bra is optional, but in your case, I don't think that's needed. Your tits are great. They should always be out. You wear nothing, nothing else. Got it Brinkley?" Brian said and started to walk away.

"What? Brian, I can't do this," she said.

"You sure? You'll never work in this business anywhere in the world. Think about it, Brinkley. And you'll notice there is no Human Resource officer here. Your hiring contract stated that all of your actions are consentual and you agree to all demands designated for your job. You agreed and you signed it."

Donna remembered the massive twenty-page contract she signed without even reading thoroughly because she was so excited to get the job.

The next day, Donna Brinkley walked into the office and took her coat off and hung it up. She was now wearing nothing but a sheer, white transparent thong and high heels, with white stockings. And nothing else. She had never been more embarrassed or humiliated in her life, but she refused to lose the job over this. The night before, she put the tiny thong on and stared in a mirror, thinking about how she would have to work looking like that. She noticed that her pubic hair, while light colored, thin and wispy, was hanging out of the edges of the micro sheer thong. Ugly. She then groomed her pubic hair, and it was now neatly trimmed. Neat and tidy, she thought. Just before lunch, Brian Hartly called her into his office.

"Brinkley, we're going to have to let you go. Some of the brokers are not pleased. Shave completely or you're out." And with that, he dismissed her. Donna returned the next day with all her pubic hair gone, her clean shaved cunt was smooth and gleaming through the black sheer fabric of the tiny thong she was wearing.

"Brinkley, I'll admit it's not the typical dress code, but on you, it's fantastic. Great legs. Super tits. Teddy said you were quite a hot fuck. Tell your husband you'll be late tonight," Brian said standing next to her desk, his huge erection tenting out of his trousers.

That evening, Donna was indeed working late. All the other brokers had left. And she now found herself, legs spread wide apart and being wildly fucked by her boss, Brian Hartly, on his desk. He had a huge cock, and he could fuck nonstop, for hours. He did stop at one point to take a picture on Donna's phone. The picture was of her, naked, sucking is enormous cock.

"Now, send this to Rob and tell him not to worry. You're in good hands tonight," Brian said. She hit send and within seconds Brian Hartly was pushing his rigid cock back into her swollen, dripping cunt.

"Ooooooh. My God. My God," she gasped, as his massive cock pushed deeper and deeper and he began the steady pumping again. She tilted her hips up slightly and welcomed every thrust with one of her own. She was now lost, slipped into a strange place where she loved being told, ordered, what to do. She felt it, it heightened her thrill when it happened. But she knew she had to come down.

Later that night, Donna Brinkley walked through the apartment door, exhausted. She flopped down on the sofa and instantly started sobbing.

"What are you doing?" Rob asked, walking over to her. "Stop that," he said.

"Rob, my boss fucked me. Over and over. What do I do? What do we do?" she sobbed.

"Say it. Say it. You know you wanted to," Rob said.

"Please Rob, I can't."

"Say it. You liked it," Rob said.

Silence. Then Donna looked up at her husband in shame.

"Yes, I liked it," she said softly.

"What else? What else do you like?" Rob pushed.

"I like that he told me to do it. I like sucking his cock and sending you the picture," she said. "And I knew you would like it."

"Good. So, there's no reason to cry, is there? Did you come for him?" Rob asked.

"Oh, God, Rob, please."

"Did you?"

"Yes," she said softly, her eyes cast downward.

"Down on the floor. Now!" Rob ordered. "Now, open your legs. Now, masturbate for me, with his cum in you."

Donna crawled off the sofa and onto the floor. The black, sheer thong she was wearing was soaked with Brian's semen and her own juices.

"Good girl," she heard Rob say, as she closed her eyes and began rubbing her tender cunt. Faster and faster, her hand swirled in the slippery pool between her legs as she masturbated. Quicker and quicker, her hand moved over her tender clitoris, her heart racing, as her husband watched.

"Good girl," she heard him say again. And then she went off, her orgasm tearing into her and taking control of her body. Her legs began to shake and twitch violently, knowing her husband was there, watching her, ordering her to do it. Then she felt Rob on her, grabbing her, turning her over and pulling her hips upward, now on her knees. Instantly, Rob was behind her, fucking her wildly from behind, smacking here ass violently with his hand as he fucked her.

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!

"Good girls get rewarded, bad girls get punished," she heard him say.

From behind, Rob couldn't see the look of pleasure and satisfaction on his wife's face. Moments later, Donna's smile vanished, and her eyes rolled back, as another orgasm took her away.

Chapter Six

A week later in the office, Donna was wearing a sheer, pink Ouvert crotchless panty with open back from

Fleur du Mal

. Only two thin bands of elastic ran up her asscheeks, with both cheeks totally exposed, her crotch open. Rob bought them for her and told her to wear them to work. The pink, open cup bra that he bought for her only outlined her enormous breasts and covered nothing up. With the pink stockings she wore and her heels, she moved quickly from office to office, her huge breasts bouncing as she moved. She made her usual rounds around the office, passing out research that she had worked on. Everyone was impressed with how sharp she was, picking up details and clues regarding a client or a stock that others had missed. She had begun studying for the General Securities Representative Exam which would allow her to become a broker and the Series 63 exam that would allow her to trade in New York. She was elated and feeling that nothing could stop her. When she returned to her desk, Brian was there.

THUD!

Her boss clapped a heavy metal object down on her desk. It was a two-inch-wide, stainless steel anal plug, now resting on top of her desk.

"Brinkley, tell you husband you'll be working late again tonight. You know what to do with that," Brian said, pointing to the anal plug.

That evening at the office, it wasn't just Brain Hartly there waiting for her. Four of the firm's brokers had stayed and that evening Donna Brinkley got the fucking of her life. It was far beyond anything she could have imagined. Far beyond Teddy and Rob. The five men gangbanged her, for hour after hour that night. She was passed from man to man, and they did whatever they wanted. Her cunt, her ass, her mouth were all taken, repeatedly, over and over again. Numerous times that night, she found herself "airtight" as the men referred to it, while they fucked her. She had a cock in the cunt, one in her ass and one or two in her mouth, all at the same time. All holes filled, they said, as they laughed and swarmed all over her body.

Brian took a short video of her on her phone, fucking three men at the same time, all of her holes filled. He then sent it to Rob, with the note. "In good hands. Having a wonderful time," the text read.

Donna arrived home exhausted, so tired she could barely remember her name. She laid down on the sofa, naked except for her torn stockings and the semen soaked crotchless panties, cum oozing out between her legs. The skimpy bra was taken as a prize by one of the brokers.

"I gave myself to them. They all wanted me, and I couldn't stop," she cried, hoping for forgiveness. "They fucked all my holes at once. Again and again. They didn't stop."