Jewel Ascending Ch. 10

Saul held onto her and Olivia felt both the impact and the warm wetness as rope after rope of cum was ejaculated deep inside her rectum. The executive just held her, balls deep in her ass, holding her there for minutes as he emptied the reservoir of semen from his balls into Olivia's dark tunnel.

As if on cue Nancy came as well. She clicked something and Olivia felt the dildo vibrate inside her mouth and throat. A few moments after that Nancy cried out in pleasure as an orgasm must have wracked her body. Olivia could both smell, feel, and taste the flood of girl cum as Nancy's fluids flooded from her pussy, over her strap on dildo, and onto Olivia's face, nose, and mouth.

Olivia was just held there like a spring compressed between two pistons when, with a sudden whoosh, Saul withdrew his cock from her ass as Nancy withdrew her strap on from Olivia's mouth.

Olivia felt the warm cum in her ass leak out from the gaped hole that was her ruined backside. She felt warm liquid flow slowly from her ass and down her ass cheeks, down her thighs, and down into her stockings. Saul spanked her ass...hard! The sound of the slap echoed from her office walls.

"Pull up your Panties...Neil" The Executive commanded.

Neil pulled up his full cut sky blue silk panties and trapped Saul's cum in his ass, preventing any more from leaking out. Upon hearing his name it was like a switch had been flipped off.

He wasn't Olivia anymore. He was Neil. His real name...Neil.

Neil felt the effects on his body from being fucked and then felt the shame of his fucking flood his mind and senses.

"That was good, wasn't it Neil?" Saul asked although it wasn't really a question.

Neil wanted to scream, to cry out, to roll over and die.

"It was wonderful sir." He agreed.

Neil was still kneeling on all fours waiting for new instructions. His lipstick was smudged from Saul's blow job and Nancy's face fucking and his eyes had teared up and watered ruining his mascara, and running down his cheeks. Nancy's natural lubrication and orgasmic fluids had also smeared his eye-shadow.

"Damn...she's a hot mess." Nancy observed.

"Thank you." Neil heard himself say despite his feelings to the contrary.

"You remember why I have Nancy here each time don't you?" Saul asked Neil.

"Yes sir, I do."

"The please tell Nancy the story again."

Neil turned his attention to Nancy as she stood up to get dressed.

"You were a convict. You were a member of a radical feminist organization know as the Women's Liberation Army. You and members of your group were conducting counter-rape operations against suspected rapists. You were caught sodomizing a known rapist, convicted and sent to prison. You had been volunteered for an experimental behavioral modification treatment that my company...I...developed."

Neil watched Nancy's expression harden. She had finished getting dressed and was standing before him in her business suit of pencil skirt, blazer and heels.

"Go on Neil; tell her why you picked her for the test trials."

Neil tried to struggle against the command but failed.

"You were hot. I knew if the trials worked and we were successful I could have you for my own."

"And by own did you mean wife?" Saul asked.

"No." Neil tried to look away but he couldn't. "I was already engaged to be married. I intended to keep you as a...pet...a toy...for my own amusement."

"And it worked, didn't it?" Saul prompted.

"Yes. You became a compliant and obedient subject. You became a model prisoner and per the terms of your participation in the experiment you were paroled."

Neil watched as the hardness in Nancy's expression turned cold and remorseless.

"And then what happened?" Saul prompted again.

"I hired you to be my administrative assistant because I felt I deserved a sexy secretary to play with."

"Ah...there it is...confession is good for the soul, don't you think? But with confession comes penitence. You have done wrong...and not just with Nancy, but something must be done, don't you think?"

"Yes sir. Something must be done."

"Good. We are in agreement. Nancy, in this desk drawer there is a riding crop. I want you to give Neil 20 stripes across his ass, 10 on each cheek, all where they may be covered by his panties. Afterwards there are some instructions here for you to read. Read them and then send him home. Do you understand?"

A look of pure malevolence now flitted and broke Nancy's cold expression.

"Yes sir, with pleasure." Nancy answered wholeheartedly. Her sudden enthusiasm made her expression radiant with glee.

Neil felt worry, then fear, and he still couldn't move from his spot.

"Good. I'll leave you to it then." Saul finished getting dressed and then left without as much as a backward glance at Neil or Nancy.

Neil watched as Nancy found the riding crop and then took a standing position over him.

Neil wanted to rise up, to run away, but his body refused to move.

"Let's get started then shall we..."

**

Neil drove home slowly, carefully observing the speed limit and all appropriate traffic signs. Sitting in the driver's seat was painful. Neil's bottom was in agony from the whipping his ass had received from Nancy. 20 strokes with a riding crop had left 20 welts on his bottom.

Per Saul's instructions all the stripes were where they could be covered by Neil's sky blue full cut silk hipster panties. Nearly ½ of the available space of his bottom, his tush, now sported welts from Nancy's judicious use of the riding crop.

Neil had lowered his cum soaked panties for Nancy and when Nancy finished delivering him his spanking she ordered him to pull his panties back up as she read the instructions that Saul had left for her on Neil's desk.

Simply pulling up his silk panties over the welts had caused the new flames of pain on his bottom to momentarily surge.

"Stand up Neil." She commanded.

Neil stood up, his butt aflame with heat and pain.

"Turn and walk to the elevator. Don't look back."

Neil turned and walked out of his office, his body obeying the command while a part of his mind screamed for it to stop. He walked down the hallway, and stopped at the elevator doors. Neil felt his adrenaline surge and his blood pressure spike.

Dressed in only his matching full cut hipster sky blue silk panties and brassiere set, powder blue basque, snow white thigh high stockings, and 4 inch high snow white leather rounded toe sling-back stiletto heels he was walking through areas of his company offices where any of his executive staff might chance to see him.

Saying Neil was feeling humiliated may be an understatement.

Nancy pressed the recall button for the elevator. Together they waited for the car to arrive on their floor. When it arrived and the doors opened Neil had to take a deep breath, he wasn't even aware he had been holding it, until it became apparent that the elevator car was empty.

"Step inside and face the back wall." Nancy again commanded.

Neil felt his body obey the command as he stepped into the elevator car. He heard a click of one of the elevator buttons.

Nancy must obviously be sending the car to another floor! With him inside it! Dressed only in lingerie! Oh shit! She's sending me out in public dressed in Lingerie! Neil felt his feelings of humiliation and shame redouble.

"Count to 10 and then turn around. Get dressed. Go to your car. Go straight home!" Nancy commanded as Neil heard the elevator doors close.

Neil counted to ten. He then turned around and could feel that he regained some measure of control over his body. A moment of fear at being caught dressed in lingerie spiked and then held steady as he noticed that his Armani Suit was sitting on the elevator floor before him. Neil followed his instructions and dressed quickly. Unfortunately his men's shoes and his shirt and tie were not there. Neither was the spandex breast binding wrap he used to conceal his C cup breasts.

Neil put his pants on and then his suit coat. Without the shirt for coverage his sky blue plunge cut brassiere, his ample cleavage and the top of his powder blue silk basque were visible between the lapels of the suit jacket.

And just as bad were the high heels that he was wearing. Putting his pants on over the heels (he hadn't been given permission to take the high heels off after all) was difficult, but now he realized he would have to walk from the elevator through the lobby to the front entrance of the building in front of people. He would have to speak to the concierge or the doorman and one of them would send for the valet who would retrieve his car and bring in to the front curb...and who knew how many strangers would be out walking along the sidewalk at this time of day!

Shit! He was still wearing makeup! His face had been fucked and his eyes had watered! His makeup was probably smudged and ruined and...the elevator doors opened to the lobby.

Oh shit oh shit oh shit...

**

Neil's thoughts returned to the here and now...His welt covered bottom stung and he could still feel cum that had been temporarily trapped inside his ass by his sky blue silk panties had finally soaked through and into the seat of his trousers. Cum that had already ran down his legs to his stockings earlier in his office was now also soaked into his trousers.

His panties and pants were now sodden with the load...loads...of cum that Saul Wright had deposited inside him. Neil's trousers were now quite sticky as cum on his legs and in his ass slowly dried.

And the expressions of surprise of the people in the building lobby still haunted his memory. His body walking as an automaton as his mind screamed for freedom, for help, to make everything stop or go away...

How did this come to be? How could this have happened to him?

**

Neil thought back to the beginning....college...the professor who would change the course and trajectory of Neil's life; Dr. Hung Lo.

Neil felt he was already a success when graduating high school he founded his software company. Just him and a few friends and their skills developed a new algorithm that increased software security a hundredfold.

His business attracted investors and in less than a year his software would become the dominant and most secure software in the banking and financial industry.

But his parents were rather traditional and they insisted that he go to college anyway. Refuse and he could forget about his inheritance and his trust fund.

It was not a problem. He would work part time at his Software Company and full time at college. Neil managed quite well.

Neil was a gifted student and would graduate from college with his degree in computer engineering. But being young and now having a trust fund from his deceased parents, and money from his software sales Neil decided he wasn't ready to give up the wild college party scene. College was easy for him, he hardly needed to study. He decided to go straight to grad school and pursue a master's degree.

Being easily bored Neil chose to pursue a masters in medical engineering. It looked like it was a fascinating subject and what should have been a difficult and challenging course for most had been almost too easy for Neil. It had been so easy that he had attracted the attention of his Professor.

So in addition to becoming Dr. Lo's teaching assistant Neil had been invited to participate in the good doctor's ongoing research...Medical Nanobots.

The doctor had already designed several prototypes but there were two limiting factors of the doctor's designs, power and size. To make the nanobots work they needed power. To provide a power supply increased the size. And as they became larger they inevitably drew the attention of the human body's own immune system, and a commensurate response.

The problem seemed insurmountable, but not to Neil. He realized that the human body naturally produced a small electrical current and that by changing the design of the nanobots to capture and use that charge would eliminate the need for a nano-battery.

Neil's Idea worked and soon the design of the nanobots were changed as each became smaller than the individual red blood cells of the body. Neil refined his ideas and his designs and soon the nanobots were almost as small as some virus' in diameter.

Dr Hung Lo's work was focused on using the nanobots to provide cures for neurological and other forms of mental disorders. Alzheimers, Parkinson's, Schizophrenia, Epilepsy. All of these were targets in Dr. Lo's eyes. Demon's to be slain by his work!

And that was what offended Neil the most. Having more than enough money he was actually rather late in realizing that as a student, not only was he not going to benefit financially from his work, because of tuition he was actually PAYING to participate and make these discoveries.

Complaints to Dr. Lo, the school administration, and even consulting his lawyer didn't help. He was a just a student after all...

Neil seethed internally. That was a terrible business model...for him. It wasn't fair! He did all the work to make the nanobots actually perform and he would get nothing but a good grade for it.

But Neil was smart and ambitious. He realized that, by design, the nanobots were being used to form new neural pathways to replace the ones damaged by disease. Nanobots would replicate the old pathways by building a new replacement pathway and restore healthy brain function.

Could nanobots be placed in a healthy brain and form completely new mental pathways as well?

Could they be used to remap the brain's thought processes?

As it turns out they could.

In a caffeine fueled sleep deprived weekend spree of continuous uninterrupted lab time Neil found that he could pre-program the nanobots to seek out and usurp control of targeted mental pathways and institute new ones in their place. It was all a matter of programming really.

And who better to test out the new improved nanobots than on that ungrateful asshole Dr. Hung Lo!

Slipping the preprogrammed nanobots into Dr. Lo's tea had been laughably easy. Watching them take hold and change the good doctor into someone who could actually see reason...priceless!

Neil got what he really wanted. Dr. Lo, in a public announcement, credited his lab assistant; Neil, with the Discovery and made sure that Neil also received full compensation for ALL of the work involved in making nanobots possible.

Neil quickly formed his second company; Nano-Analytics Limited, and soon his real fortune would be made.

**

Neil's train of thought was interrupted as he arrived home. His home was a palatial mansion befitting someone of his intelligence and wealth. He pulled his car into the 6 car garage, shut off the engine and exited his vehicle. With the garage door open Neil walked to a cabinet set against the back wall of the garage and slowly stripped off his cum stained and sticky suit pants.

The dried cum clung tenaciously and pulled painfully on the skin of his hairless legs. Neil doffed his suit jacket as well and placed the suit into the hamper. He would have to take it to the dry cleaners later to get the cum out.

Neil stood in his garage clad only in his sky blue full cut hipster panties and matching sky blue plunge cut brassiere set with C-cup breasts (for an appealing and proportionate bust and cleavage curvature), powder blue basque (cinched tightly around his middle to provide slight figure control and emphasize the narrowness of his waist) with the basque's holdups slipped under his cum soaked panties and clipped perfectly to the lace hem of his snow white and now cum stained thigh high stockings. The lace hem and adorable delicate lace bow were also cum stained from cum that squished free from his pert bottom when he sat down on his drive home.

Neil opened the cabinet to reveal a wardrobe of similar intimate apparel. The inside door of his garage wardrobe had a mirror. With his makeup in disarray and his lingerie equally stained Neil looked like a hot mess in his 4 inch high snow white leather rounded toe sling-back stiletto heels.

Neil quickly noted that the hangar that would have the outfit his wife had selected for him to wear was empty. With a sigh Neil closed the door to his wardrobe and entered into his house in search of his wife.

Neil found her in her master bathroom; her bathroom, not his...not anymore anyway.

"Darling, you're home." Goldie Smith smiled as her husband entered the room and stood submissively before her awaiting her directions. She admired her husband's disheveled appearance from what must have been a vigorous and intense fucking session.

"Turn around now, let me see." She commanded.

Neil obediently turned around.

Goldie was able to see an impressive quantity of drying cum staining Neil's sky blue full cut hipster panties and the lace hems and adorable bows of his snow white and cum stained thigh high stockings. Cum appeared to also have dried and stuck to the back of his thighs and to his inner thighs as it ran down and out from his ass.

"You look like a hot mess; you must've had a lot of fun." Goldie smirked.

NO! Neil wanted to scream. Instead he looked back demurely over his shoulder and answered "Yes Dear."

"Come here and do my makeup and tell me all about it. I am going out clubbing tonight so I need a dramatic look. I need something that says 'I'm better than you', not slutty but still with a 'come fuck me' look."

Neil turned and busied himself with his wife's cosmetics as he began to recite his ordeal to his wife, but to hear him tell it, it was no ordeal at all.

"So of course I got down on my knees..." Neil recounted.

"O.M.G. You are such a slut...then what? Goldie prompted.

Neil blended Goldie's contouring then applied her blush.

"So then Nancy came in with her strap on..." Neil continued.

"She didn't!" Goldie feigned astonishment. "Then what happened?"

Neil blended Goldie's eye shadow, then winged the eyeliner and applied the mascara.

"And then I walked out the lobby in my heels to come home."

"And all those people saw you do a walk of shame...so slutty."

Neil applied lip liner and then carefully applied lipstick to Goldie's lips. A touch of gloss and her make-over was complete as Neil concluded his story.

Neil was glad he didn't have to do any work to his wife's hair. She had completed it before he arrived. Sticking to her cosmetics he enacted the role of a gossipy beautician and entertained her client with her steamy story of Neil/Olivia's raunchy sexual escapade.

As Neil completed his wife's makeup he picked up a hand mirror and showed his wife her make-over.

"You look amazing!" He complimented.

"Mmm...yes...yes indeed...this IS amazing." Goldie agreed. "Dramatic, sexy...perfect."

Goldie stood up from the makeup chair before her vanity and walked past Neil and into her walk in closet. Neil followed dutifully.

"On the bed is a bag. Fetch that will you dear." Goldie stated firmly.

Neil went to the bed of the master bedroom and retrieved the shopping bag and returned with it to the walk in closet.

Goldie had doffed her robe and was standing naked in front of a tall oval floor mirror, admiring her body.

Neil had to admit that she was stunning! Her physical beauty was what had attracted him to her in the first place.

Standing at 5'8" she was naturally taller than Neil was at 5'7". She had long, wavy and healthy shoulder length naturally blonde hair that she had styled to perfectly frame her lovely oval face. Her deep blue eyes, blonde eyebrows, Nordic nose, and full pouting lips that elsewhere could only be found on a goddess.

"Fetch the garter belt and stockings from the bag." She commanded simply.

Neil opened the shopping bag and found it contained a new set of intimate wear.

Neil retrieved the black garter belt and without needing to be told fastened it around Goldie's waist. Next he dropped down to his knees before Goldie and opened the new black seamed thigh high stockings and each in turn, rolled them up, slipped one over her foot, and then rolled them up her leg, seam perfectly aligned with the back of her legs, and attached the suspender from the garter belt to the lace hem top of the stocking.