The start of Liam having fun with what Sandra has to offer

With Bennard and Sandra talking about the contract dying down, on top of Liam's statement. The **** and struggling sounds Lena makes starts to come back to the forefront. The spouses are now reminded of their trusted assistant's plight under the table. Liam meanwhile is still forcing his cock to 'rest' inside of her throat, enjoying how she struggles to breathe because of it. He's not worried about her, he's not even paying attention to her. He's just enjoying the feeling of her warm, wet mouth. The way her throat muscles are working around his cock. The feeling of her throat being blocked, and the way her body is jerking around.

Thanks to the clear nature of the table they also can see how her body writhe around, how her body showing a sign of trying to struggle away, to find air. But at the same time, it's obvious how hard Lena tried to keep herself pleasuring Liam. Going against her body's natural impulse to save itself. Even in this dire situation her drive to pleasure Liam is unwavering, all thanks to The Click. Her womanly instinct to please and serve Liam is as strong as her natural instinct to keep herself alive, stronger even. If the way her head is still trying to stay where it is of any indication. Her lips are stretched wide around his cock, and her tongue is working around his shaft, lapping at the underside of his cock. All of this just shows how much she's trying to keep servicing him, to keep pleasing him. Even with the obvious signs that her body is **** for air. She keeps on doing it as much as her body would allow it.

Liam is amused by how the two people react to Lena's situation. How Sandra looks proud at her, as if it's some womanly sisterhood between the two women. A shared experience, a shared feeling, a shared understanding. The fact that one of her most trusted employees is struggling to breathe thanks to Liam's cock being stuffed down her throat is not something that alarms her. If anything, Sandra is impressed by her dedication and service. She's proud of her, of how far she's willing to go to please Liam. How much she's willing to suffer, to be used, to be broken. Liam can also see the envy in her, of how she's being used, how she's being treated, struggling for her life in the service of Liam. He can see Sandra's eyes getting misty, and her breathing getting heavier, how her arousal is growing with each passing moment.

Meanwhile, Bennard is horrified, "Liam, she's ****. You have to let her go, she can't breathe." Bennard said, his voice full of concern and worry. He can't believe that Sandra is not alarmed, he can't believe that she's just watching and not doing anything.

"Well duh, but don't worry I won't let her die, promise." He chuckles, "I'm close to being done anyway..." His words are nonchalant.

"See how gentlemanly Liam is honey?" Sandra chuckles, "So considerate to her."

"I always respect women as they are. A nice fuckhole that is only good to dump cum into." Liam starts to move her head again as he gets close to shoot his load, "Ahhhhh, Lena, you're quite the treat." Liam chuckled, "The way you struggle, it's perfect."

The spouse can see how harsh Liam moves Lena's head as he gets closer to cumming. His face shows a look of pure enjoyment and delight. Savoring the feeling of her fighting to give him as much pleasure as possible while at the same time fighting for her life. Before long, with a grunt, Liam slams Lena's head one more time. Deep into his crotch before shooting his load deep inside her throat. With his cock completely blocking her airway, Lena has **** but to swallow everything he's got to give.

The audible gag and **** swallowing sounds from Lena can be heard within the room as she struggles to accommodate the thick, sticky load of his sperm. Liam's grip on her head is tight, his hands wrapped around the back of her skull. Keeping her in place as he fills her with his cum. Lena's struggling, her body writhing, her hands gripping his thighs as she tries to take as much of him as she can. Her throat is working overtime to keep up with the thick stream of sperm that's flooding into her. She can feel her body being pushed to its limits, her stomach churning, her lungs screaming for air. But she doesn't want to disappoint Liam. She doesn't want to fail him, she wants to be a good cocksleeve, a good cumdump for him. And so, she keeps on swallowing, keeps on taking, keeps on serving, until finally, he's done.

Liam let go of Lena's head with a satisfied sigh, "There we go. Nice dinner, good desert. Heh."

The moment Lena felt the hand at the back of her head gone, she immediately pulled her head away, falling into her back with a thud. She gasps for air, her chest heaving, her eyes watering, and her body trembling. But despite all of that, she has a smile on her face. She did it, she served him, she pleased him. That's all that matters to her, that's all that she wants.

She can't wait to serve him more.

"Lena! Are you alright?" Bennard asked, concerns in his voice as he saw her fall into the ground.

"I'm perfectly fine Mr. Bennard." Lena answers, her voice is weak as she crawls out from under the table, "Thank you for asking. I'm sorry if I caused you any concern." She continues as she stands up, her body still wobbly from the ordeal, "But as you can see, Liam proves his words. Besides sir, as Ms. Sandra put it, Liam is a gentleman you can trust." She smiles weakly, but sincerely at him.

Bennard is speechless, he doesn't know how to respond. He doesn't know what to say to Lena, to his wife, or to Liam. He's feeling lost, confused, and overwhelmed. Not only that, but he can't understand how anyone can be okay with this, how anyone can see this as normal, how anyone can see this as acceptable. He's feeling helpless, powerless, and hopeless. He's feeling like a stranger in his own home, in his own marriage, in his own life.

"Sandra, now that I'm finished with my dinner, and you're finished with the contract, let's get started with the real fun, shall we?" Liam grins.

"Yes! Please! I've waited so long for this." Sandra exclaimed, her voice full of excitement, "What do you have in store for me?"

"Well first, some financial irresponsibility, heh. How about you give me... Oh I don't know, a couple millions for a start?" He asks, his voice is casual, as if he's not asking for a significant amount of money.

"Consider it done." Sandra is practically giddy with excitement, "Lena, be a dear and give him 4 millions, will you? Let's start from my personal account, or do you want to make me suffer Liam and take it from one of the companies instead?"

"Hmmm, how about your personal account first? I'm not in a hurry after all." Liam chuckled, "I wanna take my time, we can't have me ruin your business that quick." He laughs, "Not until I have my fill of you at least."

Sandra can't help but laugh, her heart is filled with joy and anticipation, "That's more than good enough for me." She said, "So Lena, if you please." Sandra is looking at Lena, who nods.

"Right away ma'am. Liam, if I can have your details please." She quickly takes out her phone.

"Sure, and make sure I don't gotta take care of the taxes, admin fee bullshit, whatever. I just want the money, whole." Liam adds while giving Lena his details.

"Of course Liam." Lena nods and begins to type on her phone. After a moment, she shows her screen to Sandra, "Here you go ma'am, I've sent the transfer request to you, just need you to approve it."

"Perfect." Sandra said, approving the transaction and returning the phone to Lena, "There we go Liam, the money should be on your account now, the transfer was instant." Sandra smiles, feeling a rush of excitement as she sees the transaction complete, "Four millions of yours." She said with a sense of satisfaction.

"Perfect, now that's a good start." Liam said, "Now, let's see what else I can do." He's thinking to himself, "How about, I take a look at your schedule Lena and then decide which important meetings I can make Sandra miss. Sounds good, no?" He grins.

"Absolutely, she has two important meetings set for tonight after dinner." Lena quickly replied, "One with a new investor, a Mr. Randal and the other one with Ms. Yvonne regarding a new business venture. Both are highly important."

"Sounds like big dealings. Sandra, obviously you're going to miss that, but let's escalate it a bit, I want you bitches come up with the worst, flimsiest excuse for it." Liam said, his voice full of mischief, "Something that will make them want to cancel all deals and never want to deal with you again, or at least, very unlikely." He added with a laugh.

"Sounds like good fun." Sandra giggled, "Lena, dear, let's brainstorm, shall we?" Sandra said, her tone is playful and full of amusement, "What's the most outrageous thing we can come up with?" She's asking Lena.

"How about couples therapy? A very important one, you can't possibly miss." Lena offered, "I could 'accidentally' let it slip to the two that it's because you want to try polyamory" She's grinning.

"Ohh, that's a good one." Sandra exclaimed, her eyes filled with joy, "But let's make it even more outrageous." She's clearly enjoying this, "How about we make it that, on top of it's because Bennard is having trouble performing. And that the reason I want to try polyamory is so that he can learn from a younger, more virile man how to properly please a woman." She's giggling.

"Sandra!" Bennard gasped.

"Oh honey, of course not, you satisfy me plenty. Obviously incomparable to Liam, but what man can compare to him anyway? But you're plenty for me." She reassures him, "It's just an excuse, to make the other parties think I'm flimsy, unreliable, and untrustworthy. That my mind is too occupied being such a whore to do business." She said, her voice is reassuring, but also amused, "Just like Liam wants it to be." Sandra can't help but smile.

The thought of missing an important meeting, of sabotaging her own deals, of ruining her own business, it's exciting to her. She wants to see how far Liam will push her, how far she'll push herself. She's ready to give up everything she's worked for, everything she's built, everything she's achieved, just to please him. And the fact that Liam is asking her to come up with an excuse for her own self sabotage. Something that will make the other party want to cancel all deals, never to deal with her again; or at least, very unlikely, is thrilling to her. It's an opportunity to test her own creativity, her own ingenuity, and her own audacity.

Bennard on the other hand, put his hand over his face in defeat, at this point there's nothing he can do, or even want to do. He can't even feel mad at the insult she hurled at him, not when Liam is the reason. Not when it's Liam that told her to do it. He just feels helpless, and defeated. The realization that his wife is willing to ruin her own reputation, her own business, her own life, just to please him, it's overwhelming.

"That sounds good enough. Do it." Liam laughs as he's enjoying seeing Bennard getting more and more dejected by the second.

"Excellent, then I believe you can take care of that Lena?" Sandra turns to Lena.

"Of course ma'am." Lena replied with a smile, "I will make sure that they will know that the only thing in your head right now is to become a proper slut, to fulfill your needs that Mr. Bennard clearly can't." She said, her voice is mocking, but also playful.

"Great! And what's next Liam?" Sandra's tone is eager.

"Oh I have more, but it needs to be done in your marital bedroom. So if you may, lead the way. Oh, and I will need some camera." Liam said, his voice filled with anticipation, "And if you have a tripod to go with it, great."

"Of course, I'll lead the way." Sandra says, her voice is excited, "And Lena can take care of the camera and the tripod." She added.

"Very well ma'am." Lena nods, "I'll have it ready in a moment."

With that, Sandra and Liam stand up and head towards Sandra's bedroom, leaving Bennard and Lena in the dining room. Lena busy herself with her tasks, while Bennard stays put, still trying to process everything that's happening. He's feeling lost, confused, and overwhelmed. He's feeling like a stranger in his own home, in his own marriage, in his own life.