Authors note: To fully enjoy this story, I advise that you read Case #1. The story is available at Crystal's StorySite www.storysite.org. This tale did not start out as a series, but the characters in the story cried out to be expanded upon. Please let me know if you enjoy it. Send comments to www.robynconners69@yahoo.com. Flames will be deleted. This story cannot be posted to any site without permission of the author. Especially Pay Sites!

Case #2 Proves the old saying true that there is a fine line between love and hate. Donna Mulligan and Jay Edwards learn this lesson. We also get to check on the progress of Shelia and Sam(atha).

Disclaimer: This story is fiction! It is not real life!   It is a product of the author's deranged mind. This story is for ADULTS ONLY!

 

The Peachtree Training Center Casefiles

Case #2 - The Line Between Love and Hate

by: Robyn Conners

 

Chapter 1 PRIDE AND PREJUDICE

Jay Edwards (Commander, USN (ret.)) pulled up to the gates of the Peachtree Estate, home of the Peachtree Training Center. The gates were made of heavy steel and would look formidable to most people. But to a member of the US Navy's elite SEALS trained in demolition among other things it would be an easy task to blow them open. Jay shook his head. As the new operations director of the Foxworth Group INC. it was his job to look at the other side of the coin. His first concern was keeping people out, instead of trying to get in.

If that was Jay's biggest problem he happy. Unfortunately his biggest problem was going to be a lot tougher. Her name was Donna Mulligan Foxworth, also know as Mistress Mulligan.

Donna Foxworth once had been Donald (Donnie) Foxworth. He had been Jay's best friend, almost his brother. They had grown up together, with Jay living on the Foxworth estate most of his childhood. Jay's mother had died when he was nine years old, and Jay's father was a career Navy Officer who was gone most of the time. The Foxworth's were old friends of his parents who had taken the boy into their home and treated him like their other child.

Jay had destroyed all that one-day when Donnie was 21 years old. He had found out that Donnie had started hormone treatments and planned on having a sex change. All of Jay's Homophobia and Prejudices had come out. Not only did he leave Donnie in a bloody pile, but also worse, he had told Donnie's father that his son was a Panty wearing sissy fagot. This had caused a 10-year estrangement between father and son. Neither had spoken to Jay since.

If there were one thing in the world Jay could change that time would be it. But he couldn't and there was no need to cry over spilt milk. But Jay had found out that Mistress Mulligan owned 30% of Foxworth Group. She also owned the Peachtree Estate. It would not be pleasant.

Jay blew the horn and a large man in a generic looking uniform came out through a small gate. The guard asked Jay's business and checked his ID. He then signaled and the gates opened. He told Jay to follow the drive around to the front of the house and he would be met.

Jay followed the drive to the front of the Tudor Style mansion built by some crazy rich guy over an old Nike Missile Site. Standing by the drive was one of the most beautiful women Jay had ever seen.

She was about 5'7" tall with shoulder length black hair. She was dressed in a blue business suit with dark stockings. She had on 3" heels and wore gold jewelry and matching glasses.

Rebecca Ann Thompson, Becky to her friends, was a total knockout. She was also totally OFF LIMITS. Becky was the boss's lady.

They had met in Atlanta two weeks ago, after Jay had interviewed and taken his new job. Andrew Summer, an old friend and SEAL colleague was the boss. They had dinner and had gone to a Vince Gill concert at the Historic Fox Theater. Jay had been impressed with Becky. Not only was she a stone fox, but was also very intelligent.

Becky gave Jay a quick handshake. "Welcome to the Peachtree Estate. Andrew is off site on business. Let me show you to your room so you can freshen up. Lunch will be in about 45 minutes. I'll send someone up to get you."

She led Jay up a wide stairway to the second floor. Jay said" This is some place. I bet it takes a ton of help to keep it going?"

Becky answered, "Fortunately servants are no problem. We have plenty to go around." She showed him into a large room as opulent as found in any four star hotel. It had a large bed, fire burning in the fireplace, and a wet bar in the corner.

Becky said, "Just leave your bags on the floor someone will unpack for you. If you need anything just dial zero on the phone and ask for the housekeeper. See you at lunch."

Jay stopped her before she reached the door. He asked" Is there some particular reason that you don’t like me or that you just generally think I'm an asshole."

Becky answered "You hurt a good friend of mine, my best friend. I know Andrew hired you because you were the best man for the job. But that doesn't mean I have to like you".

 

 

Jay looked her in the eye. " I sure you mean Donna Mulligan. You're right I did hurt her. I also hurt myself. I lost my best friend, also lost a man who was more like my father than my own; I also caused the breakup of his marriage and caused father and child not to speak for ten years."

"My only excuse is that I was young and full of myself. My pride was also hurt. How dare he do this to me, make me look like a fool before my macho shithead friends. I could hear them now " Jay best friend is a sissy faggot. On and on."

"If I could go back and change what I did, I would. No matter what it cost me. But unfortunately I can't. I have to live with what I did and pay the price till the day I die."

"So If you want to dislike me for what I did, Join the club, I all ready hate myself .So nothing you could say or do could be any worse than that."

Jay turned and walked to the bathroom. "See you at lunch."

Becky turned and walked out. But you could see that she was deep in thought.

Maybe a leopard can change his spots. This may get interesting after all. Again the fine line between love and hate, thought Becky.

 

CHAPTER 2 FIRST MEETING.

At exactly five till noon a young woman dressed in a black French maid outfit led Jay to the dining room.

Seated at the table was Becky and another women who was also dressed in business attire.

At that moment Mistress Mulligan made her entrance.

Jay about dropped his teeth. She was beautiful!

Dressed in a black leather figure hugging dress that stopped about 6" above the knees. She had a figure that would stop a train. About 36C-20-34. Waist length auburn hair and sparkling emerald green eyes. But the most striking thing about her was the aura of command that surrounded her. There was no doubt that she was in charge.

Jay wondered how he should play this. Should he speak first or let her take the lead. He never got the chance to decide.

Mistress Mulligan spoke first. "Well Jay long time no see. How the hell are you?"

She held out her hand to him.

Jay took it in his, instead of shaking it, turned it over, and kissed it.

Donna looked shocked. The fire in her eyes flamed. She snatched her hand back and moved to her seat at the head of the table.

Becky hid a small smile as she watched the two of them. This really might get interesting.

Becky said "Jay Edwards, this is my mother, Beatrice Thompson." Nodding in the direction of the other women at the table.

Jay answered, "Nice to meet you ma'am. You have a beautiful daughter Mrs. Thompson."

Beatrice smiled and said, "Yes I do. But it wasn't always so. All Rebecca is today, she owes to Mistress Mulligan."

Donna smiled. "I had a lot to work with. Becky did most of it on her own. All I did was give her a little nudge in the right direction. (For Becky's story see Case 1).

"Jay Edwards is the new operations manager for the Foxworth Group. Commander Edwards just retired from the Navy Seals. Andrew and he are old friends and also served together in SEAL Team 6." Said Donna.

Jay noticed that Mistress Mulligan didn't mention their connection. He really couldn't blame her.

Several women in black French maid uniforms served lunch. The food was excellent.

Jay caught Donna watching him out of the corner of her eye several times when she thought he wasn't looking. He was also doing the same.

Jay sighed to himself. Might as well get the groveling over with.

"Mistress Mulligan, might I have a few minutes of your time. I have a couple of things to discuss with you."

Donna must have been thinking the same thing. "I have a few minutes now."

She rose from the table and motioned for Jay to follow her.

Jay said, "Nice place you have here".

Donna answered, "Yes it is. I bought it from the estate of a wacko billionaire who was convinced the world was coming to an end. So he built several of these places all over the country as a refuge when the end came. Too bad for him that the world lasted longer than he did".

 

 

They entered a paneled office. At the desk, standing almost at attention was a women dressed in a form fitting latex jump suit. It hid none of her very attractive features. She was a Very light skinned African-American women about 5'4" tall with a nice 36C-20- 34 figure. She had long straight black hair with auburn highlights. She was a stone fox.

"Anita, this is Mr. Edwards. He is the new operations manager for the Foxworth Group. He is to have the same access as Andrew. Understood?"

"Yes Mistress. Would you like coffee or tea?" she asked.

Donna looked at Jay with question in her eyes.

"None for me thank you." Answered Jay.

The entered her office. Jay was impressed. It was very large and tastefully decorated.

She motioned Jay to a comfortable looking leather chair as she seated herself behind her desk.

She looked at him; "Alright Jay lets get this over with. I told Andrew that I didn't want to see your face. But after much thought I decided that we were going to have to interact. If for nothing else because you are in charge of security. But that doesn’t change the fact that I hate you and the sight of you makes me nauseated".

Jay smiled. "Damn Donna. You need to stop holding yourself back. Might cause your blood pressure to rise." He laughed.

Before she could return with a cutting remark, Jay held up his hand. " Listen, I understand how you feel. I deserve all the hate and contempt you can heap on me .It was a really rotten thing that I did. If I could go back in time and change it I would. But we both know that I can't. So I have to live with it every day."

"But your right we do have to work together. I'll try to stay out of your way all that I can. And I will treat you with all the respect you deserve. Not just as one of my bosses, but because you area a human being with feelings and emotions."

"I've learned a lot about life and about myself over the last 20 years. The most important is how much friends and family mean. Especially old friends".

"I don't expect you to ever forgive me but I felt that I needed to say that." Jay answered.

Donna Mulligan had a strange look on her face. For once it looked like the masterful mistress was speechless.

Donna finally recovered her composure. She answered Jay in a soft voice.

"Well I never thought the day would come when the macho man himself would apologize. I thought it was against the tough guy code of ethics." She sneered.

Jay answered, "Look all I'm trying to do is to ease the tension. I'm not trying to win brownie points. I know I deserve your contempt. But at least give me credit for trying."

Donna thought for a minute. A strange feeling came over her. She though of how close she and Jay used to be. All the secrets they shared and all the adventures. She also needed to be honest with her self. Donna always knew that she felt more than brotherly love for Jay. When he betrayed her, she thought the world would end. But later she realized it had made her strong.

"Your right. At least you are trying. And me being a bitch isn't going make things any easier. We need to put the past in the past, and leave it there. " She answered.

Donna stood up from behind her desk and walked toward Jay. He stood up. She opened her arms. She and Jay came together in a long hug. Jay kissed her forehead.

Donna, with tears in her eye, looked at him and said, "I missed my best friend. You don't know how much."

Jay answered, "Your wrong. I do know. I missed you more than anyone. I was so stupid. So full of pride and prejudice. I hope I can find some way to make up for what I did to you and your family. No price would be too high. It wounds my soul everytime I think about it."

Donna looked at him. Was this the same Jay Edwards she knew? They say people could change. Jay must be one of them. She thought.

She asked Jay, "How about I give you a tour of the place? I've got time now."

Jay answered, "That would be great if it's no trouble".

Donna said, "No. I need to check on a couple clients. Come on."

They left the office and walked hand in hand down the hallway.

Becky was coming down the hallway from her office. She saw Donna and Jay leaving her office. Hand in hand no less. This really was getting interesting, she thought.

 

 

CHAPTER 3 NEW OULOOK

Jay and Donna entered the elevator. They started down. The elevator stopped on the third level.

Mistress Mulligan told Jay, "The house is built over an old Nike missile site built during the cold war. It has 25 bunkers and miles of tunnels. It was designed to survive a nuclear hit. It works perfectly for what we do here."

Jay asked "What exactly do you do here? Andrew said it was sort of a training center. But he didn't go into specifics. He did say you were a dominant mistress."

Donna looked at him. "What we do is train men and women to be sex slaves. Some are here voluntarily some aren't. But I am the best at what I do. We take useless pieces of garbage and make them into something useful. It's a long lengthily process. But it pays well."

Jay looked at her thoughtfully. "Sounds like good work if you can get it. That answers a lot of questions. All the French maids and you assistant in her latex outfit. You'll have to tell me the story of how you got into this profession."

Mistress put a control card into a hidden slot in the door. Jay heard the lock click.

They entered a room with wall to wall and ceiling to floor windows. It looked like a television control room. A large number of monitors and control panels filled the room.

Mistress said, "This is the central control room. We can control all aspects of the client's initial training from here. We currently have 18 clients undergoing initial training at this time. We have 16 in second phase and 11 in third phase. We have three who are training assistants. Anita in my office is one."

"The two I want to check on are special. One is Andrew's wife. The other is her black stud muffin. They tried to cuckold Andrew. Unfortunately for them they didn't know his background or what he did for a living. Andrew called me and I arranged for them to be brought here for training."

Jay laughed, "Of all the people in the world to try to cuckold Andrew isn't the one. He is with out a doubt the most efficient killer that I've ever seen. The reason he got kicked out of the Navy was because he liked assassinations too much and killed too easily.  What a couple of dipshits!"

Donna said, "He never told wifey what he did for a living, just that he was a business consultant. He was out of town a good bit. So wifey was screwing around and Andrew came home early and caught her with her stud muffin. They surprised him and tied him up. Studley left and Andrew got loose. The rest is history."

"What are you gonna do with them? asked Jay.

"The Mrs. is going to be a lesbian sex slave while the stud is going to be a shemale prostitute. That’s what Andrew wants. We're going sell them at the slave market. Should bring in big bucks." Mistress answered.

Jay laughed, "Andrew is on nasty bastard when he's pissed off".

"What's the deal with Becky and he. They sure act like they're in love. She is one beautiful woman. Andrew is one lucky guy to score a woman like that. She also seems very smart."

Mistress looked at him and smiled. "Becky is very smart. In fact she was a child prodigy. She finished high school at 10, her MBA from Harvard at 15, and her JD from Columbia at 18. She is a member of the bar in six states. Becky is the administrator of the center, and owns 49%. She also keeps a check on our attorneys and handles special projects. She is my good right hand."

Mistress decided the rest of Becky's story was hers' to tell. If she wanted Jay to know that she probably had a bigger dick than he did , it was up to her.

Mistress changed the subject. "Wonder how our two special clients are doing? Let's look and see." She walked to a control consul and started pushing buttons.

A picture appeared on the big screen monitor in front. It showed what appeared to be a woman in a hospital bed with a pair of headphones on. But the strange thing was the black women had no hair, but had very large breast. There were bandages around parts of her face and casts on both her ankles and feet.

Mistress explained, "That’s the stud. He or should I say she has had most of her surgery done. Samantha has had a nose job, lip implants, all of her teeth removed and fetish dentures installed. She has also had EE breast implants installed, hip implants and has been castrated. She also has been on large doses of female hormones. All of her body hair has been permanently removed. Including her head. The ligaments in her ankles have been shortened and now she will have to wear at least 6" heels to be able to walk without pain. She has also been on mind control drugs and watching and hearing subliminal messages."

"The next step will be to train her how to be a slut. Samantha will be one good cocksucker when we're done. She will learn how to walk, talk and dress like a sissy whore. The best part is she will remember how she used to be, but will be unable to act on it. Her body will trap her into her new life." Mistress explained.

Jay shook his head. He told Mistress, "Damn, I glad you never wanted to do that to me."

Mistress looked at Jay with a sly smile on her lips. "Maybe I once wanted to."

Jay wasn't sure if she was joking or not. He decided with her , you never could be certain.

Donna then laughed. "No Jay. No matter how pissed I was at you I couldn't do this to you. After talking to you, I think you have punished yourself more than I ever could."

She then turned to the console and punched up a new picture. On the screen another women appeared on the screen.

"This is the Mrs." Said Donna. " She has had EEE breast implants installed, Permanent makeup applied, tendons shortened, nipple and clit rings installed and a total hysterectomy. No more problems with periods".

"Also a large stud in her tongue, and a belly button ring and five rings on each side of her cunt lips and one in her peritoneum. This way a chain can be run from her belly ring through her clit ring , through the lip rings and secured in the peritoneum ring. Nothing can go in or come out of that pussy without the chains being undone."

She has also been on mind control drugs and subliminal image training. She will soon love to eat cunt and rim out assholes. She will hate even the thought of a man touching her. The perfect Lesbo slave. Andrew said she couldn’t stand Lesbians. Soon she'll be one. Poetic justice I say."

"Sometimes this is so fun. I love to see people getting what they deserve. Especially those who abuse others because they are different or don’t meet societies norms. Or those who lie or cheat. I guess it fulfills my sense of justice." Mistress said.

 

CHAPTER 4 THE MATING

 Jay looked at her closely. This women has a lot of different sides he thought. I wonder if I'll ever see them all.

They left the control room and headed for the elevator. Jay had his arm around Donna's waist and she had her head on his shoulder. To each of them it felt totally natural. Like they had been doing it for years.

They rode the elevator to the second floor of the mansion. Getting off they walked to her quarters. Mistress opened the door and let them in.

Once inside Jay turned her toward him and softly kissed her lips. His first thought was she tasted like honey. They kissed for what seemed hours, the kiss becoming deeper and deeper. Their tongues dueled. It was like everything in the world had disappeared except each other.

Without conscious thought clothes began to disappear. Soon there was nothing between each other but air. And heat. Lots of heat.

Jay said to her, "My God! You are so beautiful. A goddess".

Mistress answered with a smile, "So glad you think so. I am walking example of what a good plastic surgeon can do."

Jay picked her up and carried her to the huge King size four poster bed.

Gently laying her down, he ran his tongue across her inch long nipples. He sucked and licked them. He just couldn't get enough. He then began a slow trip across he tight belly to her shaved pussy. He slowly ran his tongue up and down her moist slit. Her love button stuck up like the fins on an old Cadillac. Jay began to lick and gently suck her clit. Donna began to wiggle and moan.

She cried out, "Oh Jay. Lick my clit. Eat my pussy. So good. Don't stop now. I'm on the edge."

Jay kept her on the edge for what seemed like days. Finally she fell over.

She screamed, "Jay, I'm cumming. Oh God, so good. Eat my Pussy you fucker!"

Laying back on the bed she tried to slow her heart rate and catch her breath. It felt more like she was trying to find her brain. Damn that boy could eat pussy. She might have to have him give lessons to the slaves.

Donna looked down into Jay's smiling face. "Proud of yourself are you? Well now it's my turn. Get your ass on that bed and lay down. I fixing to rock your world homeboy." She said.

She then proceeded to do just that.

She ran her tongue up and down and round, and round his 11" cock. She then began to suck and lick on the head. Precum began to come out. Donna licked it up. It tasted like sweet and sour sauce at the Chinese restaurant. Down and down she went . More and more of his big dick disappeared into her mouth. Soon he could feel it entering her throat. He felt the muscles in he throat pulse just like a pussy would.

Jay had been all over the world and had hundreds of women. But nothing had ever felt like this. He could feel the pressure in his ball increase. Felt the sensation travel up his dick.

He told her, "Sweetheart , I'm fixing to blow".

Donna just nodded her head and kept on sucking. She placed her fingers around the base of his cock and squeezed. That slowed it down for a minute.

Jay finally yelled, "Here it comes!"

Donna sucked down what felt like quarts of his sweet sauce. She pulled his cock out till only the head was left in her mouth. Her cheeks bulged as she tried to swallow it all.

 

 

Finally after what seemed hours it finally stopped. After she swallowed the last of it, She licked her lips then smiled at Jay.

Jay lay on the bed like he was having a heart attack. He finally was able to catch his breath.

He finally looked at her, those perfect red lips, and her flashing green eyes looking at him. 

 "Proud of yourself are you? Not bad at all". He said . Then he laughed. "I'm getting too old for such excitement. I believe you are trying to do me in."

Donna moved up the bed and slid into his arms. She felt so protected there, so secure. It was very strange how things were working out. Here she was making love to a man, whom up till a couple hours ago she thought she hated. Life was really strange.

Jay looked at her thinking pretty much the same thing. She was so beautiful, so sexy, and so all together wonderful. Who would have thought Donnie would become the beautiful Donna. And that I would be making love to her. Maybe falling in love with her.

No not possibly falling in love, IN LOVE with her.

 Jay sat up suddenly. He looked down at Donna and realized what had happened.

HE WAS IN LOVE! In capital letters LOVE!

Jay had never been in love before. He was more of a have a few drinks, laugh some, fuck a lot, then move on, kind of guy. Not a LOVE guy. It was kind of scary. But it was also nice.

Donna saw that Oh Shit look on his face. Then he smiled. She asked him, "What in the hell is wrong with you? Muscle cramps?"

Jay laughed and said, "Yeah, Muscle cramps alright. Muscle cramps in my heart. I just realized I’m head over heels in love with you! LOVE in capital letters. A'int that something!"

Donna first looked at him like he was nuts. Then realization sank in.

Oh Shit! She was in love with him too. Capital letter LOVE! Was she crazy. The independent, always in control, Mistress Mulligan in love?

They looked at each other then laughed.

They then grabbed each other and fell back on the pillows. Jay pulled her on top of him. He slowly entered he moist center. God she was tight.

Donna felt his big cock enter her. She had allowed very few dicks in her since her surgery. If anything she usually just gave a blowjob. And not many of them. She was The Mistress. She was usually the receiver of pleasure, not the giver.

But damn that big cock felt good! More and more entered her .She wondered if it was going to come out her mouth. Damn that boy had a monster cock.

Jay asked her, "You okay babe? Am I hurting you? Want me to stop?"

Donna shrieked, "You can stop if you want to die! Give me that big dick! Fuck my pussy! Make it fit that monster cock! Fuck meee! Oh Jay fuck me hard! I need it! I haven't ever had this much cock! It feels so GOOD! Don't you DARE stop! I'm cumming! "

Donna lost her mind. She felt herself moving onto a different plane of existence. Time slowed, all she could feel was that dick and the pleasure it was giving her. It felt like she was having one continuous orgasm. On and on it went. Deeper and deeper down she went.

Jay was in heaven. She had the perfect pussy. It was tight ,but not too tight. It was slick but not to slick it was perfect. Jay felt himself reaching climax.

Jay told her, "Donna love, I'm cumming! Hold on! "

She felt him spew into her pussy. Load after load was pumped into he hot slit. She had one last orgasm. But it was a killer.

Jay tried to pull out and roll off her. Donna wouldn't let him.

She whispered to him, "Jay don't you dare move. Just hold me. Just hold me. I love you so much."

He whispered to her, "I love you too. More than life itself".

Finally after a few minutes he became limp and she allowed him to move. He held her tightly in his arms and rained kisses on her forehead and lips.

Jay knew. This was his soulmate. The one he had waited for his whole life. The one he wanted to keep forever. Every time he looked at her his heart swelled with more love than he knew he possessed. Jay knew that he would give his life for this woman. Everything he owned.

Donna looked at him still amazed by the turn of events. She knew that this was her man. Friend and lover. The love of her life. The one she needed to make her life have purpose. She had plenty of money and a profession she was good at and loved. But before now she always felt something was missing. Now she knew. It was love. It was a man to share her life with. It was Jay.

They fell asleep in each other's arms. Legs entwined. Heart to heart. They're breathing even matched.

 

 

CHAPTER 5 RESPECT

The lovers awoke to the sound of a ringing phone.

Donna rolled over and picked it up. It was Becky.

She asked Donna, "What are you doing? You never nap in the afternoon. Where did you hide Jay? You didn't lock him in one of the punishment rooms did you?"

Donna laughed. "No he's not locked in the punishment room, he's here with me. In my bed. That's why I'm napping in the afternoon. You sure are getting nosey missy. Don't make me have to try my new crop out on you. I still can turn that cute butt red!"

Becky laughed at her. "So that's how it is? This is a big surprise. Are you two going to surface for dinner or all you going to rut all night? I need to tell the cook where to send the food."

Donna laughed. "We'll be out for dinner at the regular time. Did Andrew make it back yet? His due isn't he?" she asked.

"Yeah, he just came in about 15 minutes ago. That’s why I was asking about Jay. Andrew wants to see him tonight. He has some mission in mind for him." Becky answered.

"We'll see you in about an hour. Then they can have their man talk after dinner." She answered.

She hung up the phone and looked at Jay.

"We've got to get cooking. Dinner is in an hour. Andrew is back and needs to talk with you." Donna told him.

Jay got up and started to put on his clothes.

Donna told him, "I'll get on of the maids to move your clothes in here while we're in the shower. That's okay with you? Moving in here with me isn't it?"

Jay smiled at her, "It's only about the best thing I've ever heard. Sleeping with you every night. Smelling your scent. Feeling that wonderful body next to mine. We'll be able to talk and share things with each other. What could be more perfect?"

Those emerald eyes flashed her joy at his answer. She really loved him.

Mistress picked up the phone and dialed the housekeeper.

She instructed that Jay's belongings be brought to her quarters and put away. She told the housekeeper they were getting in the shower and by the time they got out Master Jay's clothes better be here, or there would be some severe punishment for everyone! She then hung up the phone.

She saw the look on Jay's face and laughed. "Got to keep them on their toes. If I don't bust their buns every so often they tend to get slack. They know they don't want to piss me off. I can be a real mean and vicious bitch when I'm provoked. They also never know when it's going to happen either." Donna told him.

Jay just shook his head. "You know I told myself there were a lot of different sides of you. There may be more than I ever imagined. What is this Master Jay stuff?" He asked.

"If you're gonna be my man, you must be respected by the slaves and staff and you must require that respect from them. At all times. This Mistress stuff is 99% attitude and show. But it's very important. Without it I can't get the results that I need. That’s why I’m the best. It's also why my slaves always get top dollar at the market. Everyone knows what to expect when they buy one of my slaves. I demand and get only the best." She explained.

Jay looked at her and nodded his head.

"Baby I'd never do anything to mess you up. But you're going to have to teach me about this master stuff. I admit it does hold some interest for me. But I've never been involved in such stuff. But I'll be your willing pupil. Just be willing to allow mistakes. " He told her.

Donna flashed him her mistress look.

"You will be allowed mistakes. But you will pay for them. And pay dearly. I expect perfection. I accept nothing less. Keep that in mind." She snapped.

He looked shocked and suprised.

Then all of the sudden Donna burst out laughing.

"You should have seen your face! I told you 99% of this mistress stuff was show. Now you see how effective doing the unexpected is." She laughed.

Jay jumped up from the bed. He started chasing her toward the bathroom. He did not look like he thought it was funny.

Donna screamed, "Come on Jay. Where is your sense of humor. I was only trying to show you."

Jay caught her in the bathroom. Sitting down on the toilet he pulled her across his lap face down.

He told her. "let's see how the Mistress likes getting her butt spanked."

She pleaded, "Please Jay no. My butt is sensitive. Please don't spank me."

He popped her on that beautiful ass about ten good licks and stopped.

Jay asked her, "You gonna behave now? Do you know who your Master is?"

Donna looked submissively into his eyes.

She answered "Yes Master. I belong to you and no one else. I'll be a good girl from now on. But you may have to remind me every now and then. Sometimes I forget."

Jay looked at her in surprise. Another side of this women to explore. It was going to be fun. No doubt.

 

CHAPTER 6 DINNERTIME.

Jay and Donna just made it to dinner on time. Andrew and Becky were already there.

Mistress was seated at the head of the table with Jay on her right. Becky and Andrew were seated side by side on her left.

Becky looked at Jay and Donna. She smiled. That cat that just ate the carnary smile.

"Well, well, well. This is a major change. Last time I heard, Mistress. You didn't even want to see his face. After about half a day, he's in your bed. Boffing your brains out. You do have that "Just had my brains fucked out" look on your face, you know?" Said Becky.

Mistress raised an eyebrow at her emerald eyes flashing fire.

"Remember Miss Becky. I still can wear your ass out , if you get too lippy. You are not above it." Mistress told her in her most stern Mistress voice.

Becky got an uncertain look on her face. You never know with Mistress.

She was starting to apologize, When Donna burst out laughing.

"Gotcha! " She laughed.

Jay laughed. "Don't feel bad, Becky. She already got me too."

 

 

They were served dinner by maids dressed in light pink French maid's uniforms. It was of course delicious. They had a chocolate torte' for dessert.

After dinner they retired to the sitting room for after dinner cocktails.

 

Jay and Mistress sat on one leather sofa while Becky and Andrew sat on the other.

Becky asked Donna. "All kidding aside. How did all this come about? I thought it would be rough for you two to be in the same state together. Now you're acting like two love birds."

Donna thought for a minute.

"Well Beck, I guess we found out that we that we really care about each other. That during our time apart, we both grew up. Leaving childish thing behind. When Jay talked to me after lunch, I realized how deep my feelings for him ran and how deep his for me. How a part of my life has been missing. We both came to the conclusion that we are head over heels in love with each other. That we are the best part of each other. That our lives have been incomplete until today. I love him with all my heart and know that Jay feels the same." answered Donna.

"Wow!" said Becky. "That is heavy. But I glad for both of you. I've figured that out since I've found Andrew. He is the part of me that’s been missing. I guess when you know it's right, the amount of time doesn't make any difference."

Donna said "Thanks Becky. I appreciate your support. But let's leave these gentlemen to their man talk. I have a few questions about the quarterly statement."

After Donna and Becky left the room, Andrew looked at Jay and shook his head.

He said, "Damn boy it didn't take you long to overcome the opposition. Last week all she would say when I mentioned you, was to keep you away from her. Now you are as smitten with Donna as I am with Becky. Must be in the water around here."

Jay smiled, "Must be. It didn't take long for an old whore dog like me to fall head over heels in love. But I couldn't help myself. It's like pieces of the puzzle all fell together. Donna really is wonderful. Beautiful and sexy. But she has what seems like a thousand different facets of her character. The Mistress one kind of makes me nervous. You've known her for a long time. Is she really that tough?"

Andrew laughed. "Son you just don't know. She scares the shit out of me sometimes and I know she loves me like a brother. You don’t survive in her business without being able to handle yourself. And she is the best. No doubt".

He laughed again, "You're lucky she decided to love you. Because you do not want to get on her bad side. You really don't want to piss her off. I've seen her bring 250 pound men to their knees with just a look."

"She becomes a totally different person when she is working. Becky told me the first time she saw her she pissed her pants. Then she made two big mistakes. First Becky yelled at her. Then she made the almost fatal mistake; she tried to grab her. Mistress zapped her in the nuts. As Becky lay on the floor shitting all over the place, Mistress stepped on her throat and pressed with her foot. She said she looked up into Mistress eyes and saw Death. She knew she was dead." Andrew explained.

"Lucky for Becky the person who sent her here didn't want her to get off that easy. So she woke up tied to a cross X. A female voice told her she had better learn to be a good slave or she was dead. Becky changed her attitude and the rest is history." Andrew finished.

Jay looked closely at Andrew.

"Did you say she zapped Becky in the balls? You're joking right. There is no way Becky could ever have been anything but a real girl. You're just trying to shit me right?" Jay asked.

Andrew answered, "Damn Jay, I thought you knew. Becky went through slave training. She started out as a boy. But after training, plastic surgery, and hormone treatments you would never know till she drops her panties. Then a great big 10 incher pops out along with two big nuts. Shit Jay, her cock is bigger than mine."

Jay looked surprised. As far as he knew Andrew was as straight as an arrow.

Andrew seemed to know what Jay was thinking. He told him, "I know what you're thinking. I always was and still am straight. But with Becky it's different. Maybe it's the way she looks. How feminine she is. But I really don't give a shit. I love her more than life and she feels the same about me."

Jay laughed. "I know what you mean. I know Donna used to be a boy, my best friend in fact, but it really doesn't matter to me either. I love her more than anything in the world. She's the part of me that’s always been missing. And if anyone doesn't like it, fuck em. So old friend, you and I now have something else in common."

"Now what is this mission you're setting up?" Asked Jay.

 

 

 

CHAPTER 7 PLANNING FOR THE FUTURE.

"Well Jay, I know you remember Solomon Ruiz. That scumbag piece of shit drug dealer." Asked Andrew.

"How could I forget. I almost got my balls blown off by one of those Bouncing Betty mines he had scattered all over the place. If you hadn't stopped the bleeding, they would have buried me in fucking Columbia." Answered Jay.

"Yeah, now he is expanding into the international arms trade. But unfortunately for him, he has stepped on some big toes. Not only are they pissed off about him trying to muscle in on their territory, but he's stealing their shipments too. From more than one other dealer". Explained Andrew.

Jay answered, "I always knew he was a dumb fuck, but I didn't know he had a death wish too. You just don't fuck with these guys. They don't play!"

Andrew smiled. "Yeah I know. That’s why they called me. They want him dead, his compound destroyed, and if possible their merchandise returned. They want a very public display."

"This is going to be a very big job. I want only top quality men. And I want them well trained and disciplined. NO drunks, druggies or idiots. I want mostly ex Rangers, Special Forces and as many SEALS as we can get. We'll even take Force Recon. But not to many. You know Jarhead's give me hives."

Jay laughed. It was a standing joke in the SEALS about the Force Recon Marines. But in all honesty, the Seals respected them for their level of training and work ethic. But no self respecting SEAL would ever admit it.

Jay asked, "Speaking of Jarheads, Gunny Williamson just retired last month. I saw his big ugly face right before I retired. I know he doesn't have any family and he didn't appear to be happy about being put out to pasture. Gunny would be great to use in the Sargent Major role. He has no problem kicking the troops in the ass when they need it. But he's also fair and believes in taking care of his troops."

"I also know with all the cutbacks a lot of SEALS are being returned to the fleet. Same with Special Forces and the Rangers. Most of them are getting out or retiring instead. My last assignment was at the joint special operations center. I was involved with the reductions. I talked to a bunch of these guys. I know probably 15 or 20 who might be interested." Said Jay.

 

 

Andrew was again glad that he had hire Jay. The boy was sharp. The only potential problem lay in the fact that with Jay and Donna's relationship, that Donna being part owner of the company, might cause some friction between Jay and he. Best to get it out in the open, before it became a problem.

Andrew asked Jay " Will Donna being part owner of the company cause us any problems? With your relationship with her you're more than an employee is. But I’m still the boss. I will always ask for your input. With your experience, I'd be stupid not too. But the final decisions and responsibility rest with me. Is that understood?"

Jay looked him in the eye. "Andrew you and I have been friends for a long time. I also understand about chain of command. I also realize you’re the boss. Donna has nothing to with our professional relationship As long as you give me enough slack to do my job we'll be fine."

Andrew was very pleased with Jay's attitude. He was a good guy. Plus he had saved Andrew's ass on several occasions. With that out of the way, they could start planning their mission.

Andrew asked, "How soon can we get Gunny Williamson? I'd like to start hiring the troops as soon as possible. I want everyone to be used to working together. The more training time the better.

Jay asked, "What's our budget? Hiring good quality guys isn't going to be cheap."

Andrew smiled, "Unlimited budget within reason. We're on cost plus. Our fee is 6 Million plus cost. They also supply all the weapons, which we get to keep."

Jay whistled, "Damn Andy, how the hell did you get them to do that. You must be one hell of a negotiator."

"It was actually very easy. Our company has the best reputation in the business. Plus our cost versus what they're losing, it's a no brainier. Foxworth built a solid business. But I always felt we needed more training and a higher quality of men .After this mission I plan on going to the team concept. We can keep the best out of this group. So this mission is actually a free tryout for the new guys."

Jay laughed, "Damn boy, I always knew you were slick. Just not this slick. I'll start working on the requirements for weapons and equipment. What's our planned date?"

"We have 180 days of preparation time. They want him done by the end of next year. But we'll run several operations just to fuck with him. It'll be good practice plus we can gather intelligence at the same time." Said Andrew.

 

 

"I'll start on it in the morning. Where is my office? I hope not down in one of those fucking bunkers. I hate working in a windowless hole in the ground." Said Jay.

"Naw, I wouldn't do that to you. Your office is down the hall from Becky and mine. You'll really be impressed. Only first class." Answered Andrew.

If you have no further questions, I vote we find our beautiful ladies and take them to bed and fuck their brains out. My dick gets hard just thinking about her." Said Andrew.

 

CHAPTER 8 BEDTIME!

Jay and Andrew found Becky and Donna in the observatory, a large glass structure built on top of a concrete tower. Originally built as a watchtower, it now was used to star gaze. It had a glass roof and sides as not to restrict the view of the heavens.

Jay said, "HI beautiful ladies. Want to fool around? I know to lonely SEALS who would love to get in your pants!"

Becky laughed, "You better watch what you say Jay. Mistress will have you wearing her underwear before you know it. She's real persuasive."

Jay laughed, "So I've heard. I also heard not to piss her off. And that I better be glad that she decided to love me!"

Mistress looked at him through her lashes. This is really strange she thought. Before today I had never even considered taking a mate, Especially not Jay. But here I am deeply in love with a man I used to hate. That old fine line between love and hate. I guess it was my time to cross it. Thank God!

She looked at Jay. "Ready for bed big boy? Let's see if you can keep up. Last one in the bed has to be the bottom!"

With that she took off her heels and ran toward the bedroom.

Jay took off after her. It was almost a tie but Jay used his bulk to nudge her out of the and enter the room first.

It was a night to remember. They made love over and over again. In as many ways as they could think of. Every time they climaxed it seemed that the connection between them became stronger and deeper. It was like they were joined at the heart and soul.

 

 

Donna awoke as the sun came through her windows. According to her clock it was 10 AM. Damn she had overslept. She never slept past 8 AM on a workday. She didn't receive her wake up call either. Someone's ass was going to be on fire!

She looked over at Jay as he lay sleeping next to her. She immediately lost her rage. God she loved that man. He turned her inside out. Plus she had never been fucked like she had yesterday. Donna thought she would be lucky to get out of bed and get to the shower.

Jay awoke and rolled over.

"Hi beautiful lady, queen of my heart , love of my life. How are you on this wonderful morning? You are so beautiful! I love you!" said Jay.

Donna couldn't help but smile at the love radiating from Jay. She loved him so much! The thought of ever trying to live without him was unthinkable.

Donna smiled, "Late is what I am. I'm usually at work by 8AM. I have tons of paperwork to do plus several training sessions. I'll be behind all day. I'm gonna smoke someone's ass over this!"

Jay rolled over and showed her his butt.

"I guess you better get smoking then. I am the guilty party. Someone called about 6AM. She said it was your wakeup call. I told her that you we're sleeping in and to reschedule your appointments. I just couldn't stand the thought of you leaving me here in this big ole bed. Plus we didn't get much sleep last night and didn't want you to be cranky all day. Sorry." Admitted Jay.

Donna didn't know whether to be mad or touched by his concern. It had been a long time since she had anyone to care about her welfare.

She said, "Darling thanks for being concerned. But I have a company to run. Deadlines to meet. Please don't do that again without asking me first."

Jay looked her in the eye and said, "One day isn't going to ruin the company. Becky said you rarely take a day off and she never remembers you taking a vacation. I know how important this place is to you. But all work and no play makes Mistress a dull girl. Work is important but so is charging your batteries. And don't forget, I'm gonna be doing all I can to run them down!"

Donna laughed. She couldn't even pretend that she was upset with him. And what he said was true. She probably needed to recharge her batteries. But before she never had anyone to share those times with. Now she had Wonderful Jay to share her life.

 

 

Donna said, "Your right Honey. How about Maui for a week. Lots of fun and sun and sex. We can leave as soon as we can get a flight. How about it?"

Jay looked at her, "Baby did you forget that I just started a new job? I haven't even been to my office yet. I sure can't leave for a week after only working one day. That wouldn't make a good impression on my new boss."

She told him "Yeah, but your sleeping with one of them. And I happen to be good friends with the other one."

Jay looked serious, "Donna, You have to understand our relationship has nothing to do with my job. They have to be kept separate as much as possible. Andy and I discussed it last night. I told him that it wouldn't be a problem. So please don't make this hard for me okay?"

Donna didn't like it. But she understood it. She also understood Andy's position .

Jay said, "But, there will be lots of opportunities for us to recharge. I'll be making tons of trips and we can turn them into mini vacations. We won't get bored that way."

Donna doubted that she could ever be bored with Jay. But he was right . It would be fun.

She said, "Alright love. I'll let you slide this time. But I'm holding you to that offer. Let's get something to eat and lots and lots of coffee."

Damn, Jay thought, I really LOVE this woman.

 

CHAPTER 9 GETTING IN THE GROOVE.

Jay finally got into his office about 11AM. Andrew saw him come in and decided to bust his nuts.

"Well Commander, Is this how the new Navy operates? Drag your slack ass in to work whenever you decide I might also add that you look like shit. Like you had been engaged in carnal congress with some babe all night instead of getting your beauty sleep. And as ugly as you are you need all the sleep you can get!" Andrew told him.

 

 

Jay looked at him.

"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. If you got any trees in front of your house, piss on them too. You fucking Jarhead looking fucker!"

Andrew gave him a look, like he was amazed.

"Commander, I have never heard such language come out of someone who is supposed to be an officer and a gentleman. You should be ashamed! What if some female types were in the area. You could be brought on harassment charges. Shame shame. " Andy laughed.

Jay asked him, "You through fucking with me now? I'd like to get some work done if you don't mind Bossman."

Andy laughed. "Okay. All kidding aside your hours are pretty much your own. Long as the job gets done I could care less when you work. I don't want to have all that beauracratic bullshit like in the Navy. The end result is all that matters."

Jay answered, "I'm glad to hear that. All those REMF"S (Rear Echelon Mother Fuckers) used to drive me crazy. I spent so much time doing bullshit and going to officers call, that I never got anything done."

Andy said, "We don’t have time for that crap. See Becky today and she'll give you your Control card and the access codes. She'll also give you your credit cards. I'm not telling you to abuse them, but don't be afraid to spend what you need. I DO NOT want you spending your own money on company stuff. That’s what the credit cards are for. Also decide what type of vehicle you want. I would suggest a full size SUV with 4 Wheel drive. Try to buy American if possible. We're also going to need some trucks and a couple of vans. Try to get a group price. Anything else?"

"I'm gonna get hold of Gunny Williamson first thing. I have an address and phone number for him. It's not really that far from here. Over in Midville. Has a small farm that he and his brother inherited. But Gunny hates the farm. He says the smell of cow shit makes him want to puke! Do you want him to go to Atlanta or come here?" Jay asked.

Andy answered, "Bring him here. No sense in one of us having to drive to Atlanta and him also. Hell he's only about an hour, hour and a half from here. Tell him to pack a bag and bring his Jar head ass on."

Jay thought, this is the way to do business. Do what needs to be done without a bunch of bullshit regulations. This will work.

 

End of Case #2.

Case #3 is next. Also another Shelia and Sam(atha) update!

 

 

 

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