A couple of days beforehand, I called Kim and told her what I planned; a complete lunch and my services. Primarily I wanted to see if that would mesh with her schedule. She shifted her schedule slightly to be at my place around 11:00. I also confirmed that it would be the regular crew … Kim, Dani and Tabitha.
I began preparations as soon as I was free that morning, doing the preliminary steps on the lasagna then bathing and dressing in a red bustier, matching panties, hose and heels. When they arrived, there was lots of good natured kidding, hugging and banal chat. We agreed since I still had things to do, I’d keep working in the kitchen while they cleaned the house. After that … lunch, wine and what sex we could work in.
Without any more conversation, they immediately tackled the house while I finished things in the kitchen. By 12:30 the place was spotless and the three of them came into the kitchen. Kim directed Dani and Tabitha to clean the kitchen while she spent some time with me. We scooted across to the dining room, shared a kiss and some gentle fondling then I knelt and began helping her wiggle out of her tight jeans. She settled into one of the mahogany dining room chairs and I pulled off her shoes, jeans and panties. I started slowly kissing and massaging her pussy, building her desire and mine as well. Behind us in the kitchen I could hear Dani giving us verbal raves.
Kim slid her hips to the edge of the chair giving me more access to her sex and I took advantage of it. By now, I’d unbuttoned her shirt, pulled that off her shoulders and found the clasp of her bra. I drifted my hands over her body focused on her pert nipples and my mouth never left her pussy until she was rocking back and forth and her legs were draped across my shoulders. While I was eating her, I felt someone behind me rubbing my shoulders. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Dani standing naked behind me. She bent over and began cupping my tits as I continued to eat Kim.
When she came, Dani spun me around and pressed her pussy right into my face. I locked my arms around her hips and rapidly sucked her until she was shoving her hips into my face. In the meantime, Kim pressed the bottom of her feet against my upper back and shoved me tighter into Dani. I felt pleasantly trapped between the two of them and something about her feet on my back thrilled me. We stayed like that for a while. I knew Dani would squirt and with some degree of concern for the dining room furniture and oriental carpet, we hastily moved into the kitchen where Dani promptly hopped up on one of the kitchen counters and spread her legs. I went to my knees and devoured her until she squirted and came on me with a series of 5 or 6 strong pulses like water surging from a hose, thoroughly soaking my red bustier.
Tabitha, the shy one of the 3 if indeed anyone of them can be considered shy, was standing by the refrigerator taking this all in. The cooking timer dinged indicating the lasagna was ready. I took it out, rushed upstairs and grabbed robes for Dani and Kim, came back and served things.
The four of us ate together, Dani and Kim in robes, Tabitha still dressed and me in a squirt soaked bustier. Take about quirky! But we had wine, salad, lasagna and lots of hilarious conversation.
When we finished, Kim suggested a strappy might be a good thing, so I got mine, and she cleared things off the table. I stripped completely naked and got up on the table on my back, my hips at the table edge, legs dangling off the side. Kim gave me a cunt fuck and encouraged the other two to get involved. Dani climbed on the table, face sat me and rode me again until she came. Finally Tabitha got over her reluctant spell (have no idea what her problem was that day), took her jeans off and let me lick her. By now the strappy passed from Kim to Dani and I came from the marvelous cunt fucking.
Kim commented that she hates to fuck and run but they had another 2 places to clean. As a bye-bye present, Kim told me to get in the floor. I grabbed a couple of towels from the laundry room, spread them on the floor and willingly lay down. Both she and Dani pissed on me. Finally Tabitha dribbled some as well.
They dressed, grabbed their gear and I walked them to the door. We did a final round of hugs and kisses, exchanged seasons greetings and they left around 130. I came back to the kitchen, cleaned up the residue and shoved the dishes in the dishwasher, then took a well deserved nap.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Dec 21, 2009: Mystery Woman Again
Blog 09 12 21 Mystery woman
Through Katrina, Fran passed orders for me to dress in something special including full lingerie. I arrived at Fran’s around 3:30 and went straight to the garage apartment where she was waiting. We hugged, chatted about Christmas and shared some wine. After a few minutes she told me to undress completely. That puzzled me because usually when I dress in full lingerie it’s specifically for a purpose but I didn’t question her; I just stripped nude.
After peeing, I asked if she wanted me to attend to her but she declined and said save all my abilities for her friend. She motioned me to sit in a high backed wooden chair which she’d moved toward the center of the room and cuffed my hands around the back of the chair. Using Velcro bondage cuffs, she restrained my legs outside of the front legs of the chair leaving my cunt open and exposed. Finally she wrapped the blindfold around my eyes (one I’d never seen before; it was serious stuff) and buckled the straps behind my head. By then I’d started shaking because this thing was tight as hell. She muttered something about this being a new addition to her collection but complete privacy was essential. She left. I sat there and nervously waited and I was already on fire.
A few minutes later someone came up the stairs, entered the apartment and said … don’t I look cute, and did I remember her? By the voice I knew it was her. She walked over and ran her nails over my tummy, arms and across my outer thighs. She moved a chair closer and from what I could discern, lit a cigarette and poured herself wine. She kept raking her nails over my breasts and straight down to my cunt which by now was oozing. She knew I was getting excited.
She reminded me I’m not to speak unless she asked me a direct question. She asked some questions about what I remembered from last time … what was my mouth for (just another fuck hole and sex organ); what did she call my breasts (udders); did I remember if she was hairy or smooth (hairy).
She mildly apologized for not getting back to me sooner but that didn’t mean she hadn’t thought of me often. I thanked her. She asked how I felt being naked, tied to the chair, blindfolded and my cunt exposed. I told her it made me nervous but it built anticipation like crazy but the blindfold was extremely tight. She laughed and said “good.”
During all of this she smoked several cigarettes and continually flicked her ashes on me. At one point she pressed a glass of wine to my lips and told me to drink. While I did, she raked her nails over me again only this time it was much harder. I was on fire.
She asked if I thought she was married, I responded that I didn’t know. She laughed and said she was and one day she might want to see me suck her husbands cock and she might enjoy seeing him fuck me. I told her I don’t fuck men without expressed permission of Jody and Katrina that I was being honest in my answer. She laughed and told me I was picky then mentioned something about renting me for a short term just to see what kind of slave I’d be. I remember gasping from that comment and also because she moved the pad of a finger over my clit and began massaging it. She clamped my nipples then began rubbing my clit again. She said in her mind I was a slut and she didn’t give a crap about my feelings, she just liked seeing me dancing on a string. She kept rubbing and I kept moaning until I was on edge. She sensed it and told me not to cumm unless she gave me permission. She twisted the clamps then resumed tormenting my clit. She pressed a vibe between my labia which drove me insane. I was moaning, begging and perspiring. She kept hissing single words like ... whore, tramp, bitch, slut, pig. I was about to lose it. She rammed the vibe into my cunt and told me to cumm for her. In an instant and banging my inner thighs against the chair legs, I exploded.
When I’d calmed down she snickered that if I remembered last time she wasn’t interested in my cunt but this time she wanted to see how I responded to stimulation. Breathlessly, I thanked her for the cumm.
I could tell she began undressing. She straddled the chair and pressed her pussy toward me until I could smell her. But tied as I was, I couldn’t lower my face enough to get at her pussy. She offered me her breasts which I sucked. I could hear the vibe buzzing and I figured she had it at her pussy as I sucked her breasts. She changed positions and the next thing I knew her butt was pressed back against my face. I got a whiff of her strong musky odor. She sneered at me to lick it and I was able to get my tongue against her hole and began tongue bathing it. I know by her noises she came.
Then she wanted me out of that chair, unfastened the ankle restraints, then my wrists but locked them together behind my back. Pulling me by my hair, she tossed me on the bed and was all over me, straddling my face and I tilted my head upward trying to reach her. She laughed at me, told me I was desperate then smashed her pussy down on my face and told me to eat her. My mouth and tongue were everywhere, trying to consume her. I ate her, darting my tongue inside her, flicking her clit and devouring her. She was moaning and pressed her pussy against me and moaned. She came and told me not to stop… I kept devouring her until she came again.
We paused for a moment until she dragged me off the bed to the floor and rolled me over on my tummy and told me to get my knees under me so my ass would be in the air. I did and waited. She asked if I knew what she was going to do next and I nodded that I thought she wanted my ass. She remarked how I was the worst most depraved whore she’d known. I felt her fingers lubing my hole and then a finger penetrating my hole. The finger was followed by her strappy and she slid it into my hole until I gasped. She started fucking my ass, calling me names and riding my hips, slamming hers into mine. I went berserk and begged her to use me. And Gawd did she ever! I dribbled piss and cumm but she kept on until I know she came again.
She moved to one side of me, grabbed my hair and pressed my face into the puddle I’d created on the tile floor. She told me to lick up my mess. I started moving my tongue across the floor while she called me every name in the book and must have said the words “depraved tramp” 20 times. When she was satisfied I’d done enough she shoved the strappy in my mouth and had me lick it and tell her how vile my residue was. She reiterated I should be ashamed of myself. I sensed she took the strappy off and felt her piss rain down on me.
She went into the bathroom, came back and told me she’d put a towel on the floor and for me to press my face against it, move it around and wipe up the piss. That was extremely difficult. I faltered. She flailed my ass cheeks with something and told me I’d better keep going; she didn’t care how tiring or difficult it was; this was a test of my will. So I started again, using my face to move the towel around the floor. She snickered about how amusing this was to her to watch me in such a helpless state. Then she pulled my face back up to her pussy and had me eat her again. She came again and pushed me back on the floor.
While she went into the bathroom and showered, I lay there until she came back. She told me she was dressing and she and Fran were going to a restaurant for dinner.
Much as she did last time, she uncuffed my hands and told me to sit on my butt and place my hands in front of me. She cuffed me like that then tied my ankles and legs above my knees. She told me I’d find the keys to the cuffs by the front door on the floor but perhaps one day she’d really hide the key and cause me some serious mental anguish. This time, though, she figured I wouldn’t have any trouble finding it or untying my legs. However, she paused, gave this funny little giggle and said … well maybe. She slapped me, wished me a Merry Christmas. I thanked her. She left.
When I heard the door close behind her, I sighed and tried to remove the blindfold but I quickly found out that with my hands cuffed in front of me, I could not get my fingers to reach the two buckles on the blindfold which were at the back of my head. I couldn’t even pull it off. Then it hit me why she did the funny little laugh before she left. I frantically tried to untie my ankles and legs but she’d tied so many knots I couldn’t untie them without seeing them. I almost panicked. After a moment, I calmed down and thought through things. I knew the general direction of the front door so I started inching my way towards it. My heart was racing and I almost envisioned seeing myself staying there until they returned from dinner. After some mind bending moments, I did find the key lying on the floor against the door. I fumbled with it for a moment but got it in the keyhole on the left cuff and breathed a sigh of relief when I felt it click open. From there I reached behind me and unbuckled the blindfold then I freed my knees and ankles.
It was dark and my watch indicted 7:10. I cleaned the floor again, went to the bathroom and showered thoroughly. When I went for my clothes, once again I found $100 in cash lying by my things. I shook my head and felt like I was this woman’s whore.
I dressed and locked the apartment behind me. All the lights were off in Fran’s house so I assumed they’d gone. I got in my car and came home, mystified as hell about this person. That’s basically it.
Through Katrina, Fran passed orders for me to dress in something special including full lingerie. I arrived at Fran’s around 3:30 and went straight to the garage apartment where she was waiting. We hugged, chatted about Christmas and shared some wine. After a few minutes she told me to undress completely. That puzzled me because usually when I dress in full lingerie it’s specifically for a purpose but I didn’t question her; I just stripped nude.
After peeing, I asked if she wanted me to attend to her but she declined and said save all my abilities for her friend. She motioned me to sit in a high backed wooden chair which she’d moved toward the center of the room and cuffed my hands around the back of the chair. Using Velcro bondage cuffs, she restrained my legs outside of the front legs of the chair leaving my cunt open and exposed. Finally she wrapped the blindfold around my eyes (one I’d never seen before; it was serious stuff) and buckled the straps behind my head. By then I’d started shaking because this thing was tight as hell. She muttered something about this being a new addition to her collection but complete privacy was essential. She left. I sat there and nervously waited and I was already on fire.
A few minutes later someone came up the stairs, entered the apartment and said … don’t I look cute, and did I remember her? By the voice I knew it was her. She walked over and ran her nails over my tummy, arms and across my outer thighs. She moved a chair closer and from what I could discern, lit a cigarette and poured herself wine. She kept raking her nails over my breasts and straight down to my cunt which by now was oozing. She knew I was getting excited.
She reminded me I’m not to speak unless she asked me a direct question. She asked some questions about what I remembered from last time … what was my mouth for (just another fuck hole and sex organ); what did she call my breasts (udders); did I remember if she was hairy or smooth (hairy).
She mildly apologized for not getting back to me sooner but that didn’t mean she hadn’t thought of me often. I thanked her. She asked how I felt being naked, tied to the chair, blindfolded and my cunt exposed. I told her it made me nervous but it built anticipation like crazy but the blindfold was extremely tight. She laughed and said “good.”
During all of this she smoked several cigarettes and continually flicked her ashes on me. At one point she pressed a glass of wine to my lips and told me to drink. While I did, she raked her nails over me again only this time it was much harder. I was on fire.
She asked if I thought she was married, I responded that I didn’t know. She laughed and said she was and one day she might want to see me suck her husbands cock and she might enjoy seeing him fuck me. I told her I don’t fuck men without expressed permission of Jody and Katrina that I was being honest in my answer. She laughed and told me I was picky then mentioned something about renting me for a short term just to see what kind of slave I’d be. I remember gasping from that comment and also because she moved the pad of a finger over my clit and began massaging it. She clamped my nipples then began rubbing my clit again. She said in her mind I was a slut and she didn’t give a crap about my feelings, she just liked seeing me dancing on a string. She kept rubbing and I kept moaning until I was on edge. She sensed it and told me not to cumm unless she gave me permission. She twisted the clamps then resumed tormenting my clit. She pressed a vibe between my labia which drove me insane. I was moaning, begging and perspiring. She kept hissing single words like ... whore, tramp, bitch, slut, pig. I was about to lose it. She rammed the vibe into my cunt and told me to cumm for her. In an instant and banging my inner thighs against the chair legs, I exploded.
When I’d calmed down she snickered that if I remembered last time she wasn’t interested in my cunt but this time she wanted to see how I responded to stimulation. Breathlessly, I thanked her for the cumm.
I could tell she began undressing. She straddled the chair and pressed her pussy toward me until I could smell her. But tied as I was, I couldn’t lower my face enough to get at her pussy. She offered me her breasts which I sucked. I could hear the vibe buzzing and I figured she had it at her pussy as I sucked her breasts. She changed positions and the next thing I knew her butt was pressed back against my face. I got a whiff of her strong musky odor. She sneered at me to lick it and I was able to get my tongue against her hole and began tongue bathing it. I know by her noises she came.
Then she wanted me out of that chair, unfastened the ankle restraints, then my wrists but locked them together behind my back. Pulling me by my hair, she tossed me on the bed and was all over me, straddling my face and I tilted my head upward trying to reach her. She laughed at me, told me I was desperate then smashed her pussy down on my face and told me to eat her. My mouth and tongue were everywhere, trying to consume her. I ate her, darting my tongue inside her, flicking her clit and devouring her. She was moaning and pressed her pussy against me and moaned. She came and told me not to stop… I kept devouring her until she came again.
We paused for a moment until she dragged me off the bed to the floor and rolled me over on my tummy and told me to get my knees under me so my ass would be in the air. I did and waited. She asked if I knew what she was going to do next and I nodded that I thought she wanted my ass. She remarked how I was the worst most depraved whore she’d known. I felt her fingers lubing my hole and then a finger penetrating my hole. The finger was followed by her strappy and she slid it into my hole until I gasped. She started fucking my ass, calling me names and riding my hips, slamming hers into mine. I went berserk and begged her to use me. And Gawd did she ever! I dribbled piss and cumm but she kept on until I know she came again.
She moved to one side of me, grabbed my hair and pressed my face into the puddle I’d created on the tile floor. She told me to lick up my mess. I started moving my tongue across the floor while she called me every name in the book and must have said the words “depraved tramp” 20 times. When she was satisfied I’d done enough she shoved the strappy in my mouth and had me lick it and tell her how vile my residue was. She reiterated I should be ashamed of myself. I sensed she took the strappy off and felt her piss rain down on me.
She went into the bathroom, came back and told me she’d put a towel on the floor and for me to press my face against it, move it around and wipe up the piss. That was extremely difficult. I faltered. She flailed my ass cheeks with something and told me I’d better keep going; she didn’t care how tiring or difficult it was; this was a test of my will. So I started again, using my face to move the towel around the floor. She snickered about how amusing this was to her to watch me in such a helpless state. Then she pulled my face back up to her pussy and had me eat her again. She came again and pushed me back on the floor.
While she went into the bathroom and showered, I lay there until she came back. She told me she was dressing and she and Fran were going to a restaurant for dinner.
Much as she did last time, she uncuffed my hands and told me to sit on my butt and place my hands in front of me. She cuffed me like that then tied my ankles and legs above my knees. She told me I’d find the keys to the cuffs by the front door on the floor but perhaps one day she’d really hide the key and cause me some serious mental anguish. This time, though, she figured I wouldn’t have any trouble finding it or untying my legs. However, she paused, gave this funny little giggle and said … well maybe. She slapped me, wished me a Merry Christmas. I thanked her. She left.
When I heard the door close behind her, I sighed and tried to remove the blindfold but I quickly found out that with my hands cuffed in front of me, I could not get my fingers to reach the two buckles on the blindfold which were at the back of my head. I couldn’t even pull it off. Then it hit me why she did the funny little laugh before she left. I frantically tried to untie my ankles and legs but she’d tied so many knots I couldn’t untie them without seeing them. I almost panicked. After a moment, I calmed down and thought through things. I knew the general direction of the front door so I started inching my way towards it. My heart was racing and I almost envisioned seeing myself staying there until they returned from dinner. After some mind bending moments, I did find the key lying on the floor against the door. I fumbled with it for a moment but got it in the keyhole on the left cuff and breathed a sigh of relief when I felt it click open. From there I reached behind me and unbuckled the blindfold then I freed my knees and ankles.
It was dark and my watch indicted 7:10. I cleaned the floor again, went to the bathroom and showered thoroughly. When I went for my clothes, once again I found $100 in cash lying by my things. I shook my head and felt like I was this woman’s whore.
I dressed and locked the apartment behind me. All the lights were off in Fran’s house so I assumed they’d gone. I got in my car and came home, mystified as hell about this person. That’s basically it.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Dec 11, 2009: My Appointment with Mavis
I arrived shortly before 1:00.Mavis had given me permission to enter the house clothed since the weather was bitter and barely above freezing. Vanessa and Daphne were already there with Mavis and the 3 of them sitting in the living room. I took of my leather jacket and dropped my toy bag.
Mavis immediately began scolding me for canceling Tuesday. She nodded to Daphne who came over and shoved me a few times, poked me with her finger, cursed at me and pushed me toward Vanessa. There was more cursing, pushing and shoving and verbal scolding. It wasn’t shouting but a heavy dose of stern, low pitched barrages of words grinding me into bits. I kept apologizing. It felt like an inquisition. Finally Mavis scowled at me and told me to get my damn clothes off. I fumbled at the buttons and stripped off the sweater dress and fast as I could. My bra, heels and pantyhose followed. Daphne and Vanessa began picking at me, reaching in, grabbing me while Mavis sat and watched.
Mavis restored some semblance of order and had her nieces join her on the sofa. First she ordered me to stand and back my ass up towards them, bend over at the waist and lower my face against my knees. She had me reach back and pull my pussy and ass hole as wide apart as I could. They made me stay like that while they commented relentlessly about how humiliating it must be to display myself in such a lewd position. When they ran out of verbal insinuations about my cunt and asshole, Mavis handed me a thick dildo and had me slowly slide it in and out of my cunt and fuck myself. They continued to comment about how the dildo kept getting continually wetter. When I was just short of cumming, I begged for permission and still in the same bent over position, they let me cumm. The comments were outrageous which added to the feeling of humiliation.
They concluded this episode by having me open my legs, hold a measuring cup under me and pee in front of them. Mavis commented that she enjoyed me in this position since she didn’t have to look at my guilty face but could focus on my ass and cunt which never seemed to be satisfied.
She sent me into the kitchen to bring them coffee, banana bread and a bottle of cognac. I served them then she poured a heavy dose of cognac into my coffee. I drank mine sitting cross legged on the floor directly in front of her. She wanted to hear my version of why I didn’t show up earlier in the week and I told her there was a personal issue and feelings of uncertainty. She retorted that my behavior was incorrigible and to her, I was nothing but white trash. She made it clear that they intended to punish me because in her mind, I stood them up.
Without waiting for an answer from me, she told me to stand with my back to them and place my hands behind me. Once I did, she had Daphne take some rope from a bag next to the sofa and tied my wrists together. Daphne was none too gentle and used a ton of rope in tying my wrists and then to draw my elbows together. When she finished, I was quivering. Mavis had me separate my feet and told Daphne to take more rope, tie it around my waist and run it down through my cunt and ass crevice and tie it again to the waist rope. She ran the rope back and forth 3 times and tightly embedded between my labia.
I was still facing away from them. I heard some shuffling behind me then the next thing I knew something hit me across my ass cheeks so hard it nearly knocked me off balance. I turned to see Daphne with about a 4-5 foot length of bamboo in her hands ands saw her swing it again, catching me just under my butt cheeks. I yelled. Daphne hit me two more times and the last blow so strong I fell to my knees in tears and screams and dribbled piss. The pain I felt was white hot, searing, as if somebody cut me with a knife.
She told me to stand up again. I tried and couldn’t; the cunt harness was cutting into me. Mavis hissed again to get on my feet or she’d throw me out in the street just as I was. Shoving the pain in my cunt and my buttocks aside, I eventually got to my feet.
Mavis picked up my empty coffee cup and told me that my piss goes in here, not on her rug. She slapped the hell out of my face, poured some more cognac into my coffe cup and tilted it to my lips and told me to drink. I did. She told Daphne to hit me again. Immediately, Daphne hit me again with the bamboo stick across my lower buttocks and I stumbled forward a few steps until I bumped into a chair. I screamed in agony.
Mavis swore at me, told Daphne to stop and left the room momentarily. She returned with a skirt hanger and a handful of what appeared to be her soiled panties. She sorted through them until she found a pair that seemed to fit her purpose.
She scrunched up a pair, pinched my mouth open and poked them into my mouth. By the aroma and taste, there was no doubt they were dirty. She kept poking them into my mouth, doubled up a piece of rope, placed it over the panties between my lips and tied it behind my head. She couldn’t have me screaming and annoying her neighbors.
She gave me one of her evil looks and held the skirt hanger right in front of my nipples, opened one clamp and snapped it one my right nipple. I yelled into the gag as she attached the other clamp to my left nipple. She pulled the hanger straight out towards her until my tits were extended and nipples stretched until they turned white, and looking my in the eyes, released it and let it free fall. I screamed again. She laughed and said that’d give me something to think about and take my mind off my stinging ass. Pulling me by the skirt hanger, she walked me a few steps towards a corner of the room. The picture window in her living room was off to my left. Directly above me was a hook embedded in the ceiling, one which she used this past summer to hang a planter with a philodendron. Now the hook was just there and vacant.
The drapes and sheers were drawn but she opened the drapes and had Vanessa tie a rope over the crook of the hanger and, standing in a chair, tied the other end of the rope up to the hook. She tightened it until my tits were pulled upward and my upper body was tilted slightly back. Save for my feet being firmly on the floor, I was almost hanging by my nipples. She laughed and said not to tempt her to open the sheers so the whole street could see me.
She walked out of my view and told Daphne to keep beating me until she reached a total of 10. I grimaced and waited. I heard nothing, not even any snickering. Suddenly the next one hit my lower buttocks and inadvertently shifted my position enough to cause a sharp tug on my nipples and the teeth on the skirt hanger to bite into my nipples deeper..
Mavis warned me I had 4 more coming. I didn’t think I could stand it. Again there was a long pause until Daphne flailed at my ass and I screamed into the gag. At Mavis direction, she paused, let the pain settle. She chuckled to her nieces that who would think such an old woman could still be so sadistic. Daphne hit me 3 more times, pausing between strokes as I sobbed and screamed into the gag. By then my ass was a mass of pain and my face streaked with tears and my nipples numb with pain.
The pain across my ass was almost indescribable; first it was numb, then sharp then spread. I figured they probably drew blood. I looked at my nipples; they were totally white from lack of blood flow and distended by the skirt hanger clamps. That freaked me. Mavis came around to side, twisted my face to her, sneered at me and asked if I wanted 10 across my cunt. I sobbed and shook my head no. She had Vanessa untie the rope that held the skirt hanger to the ceiling hook, opened the clamps on the hanger, freeing my tortured nipples. I sobbed in pain. She undid the panty gag and pulled the soggy fabric out. She told me to get my sorry ass downstairs blurted out yes Maam about three times just to be sure she heard me.
Vanessa guided me slowly across the living room to the little hallway where the door leads to the basement and helped me descend the stairs one by one. My ass was still burning and my cunt was throbbing from the rope harness which made this short journey nothing more than a descent into hell.. Every step was an ordeal. When we got to the basement floor, she herded me toward the cage. I dropped to my knees and attempted to ease myself into the cage but Vanessa apparently though I was being recalcitrant and pushed me inside. She locked the cage door, went upstairs and flicked off the light.
I was face down on the floor of the cage, my nipples still throbbing, my legs slightly splayed apart and bent upward at the knee. For a long time I didn’t move. I didn’t know if I could and I was afraid any movement would aggravate the stinging pain across my ass cheeks. My shoulders ached from the way Daphne tied my elbows. Primarily due to the effect of the cognac, I lay there. I wasn’t sure what hurt worse; my ass, my cunt, my nipples or my psyche. I inched my hands back to feel my ass and definitely felt rough inflamed welts rising.
Above me, on the main floor, I could faintly hear their voices punctuated by occasional bursts of laughter. After some unknown amount of time passed I was aware of their footsteps, more verbal exclamations and laughter. I lay there and absorbed the pain. I was totally confused by now. About every time I’d been to see Mavis, things immediately began in the basement with pissing and making her cumm. This time was so different; I couldn’t figure it out.
Shortly, they turned on the basement light and came down the steps. Vanessa had an armful of some things; Daphne carried my toy bag and a bucket. My eyes followed them as they approached the cage and Mavis sat in her faded green chair. Daphne unlocked the cage and told me to wiggle out.. With all the strength I could muster I raised my hips and drew my knees up under me and started scooting back. Daphne grabbed my waist rope and yanked me backwards. That cut deep into my cunt and I yelled. She pulled at the rope until I struggled out then half dragged me to a kneeling position in front of Mavis who was sitting in her faded green chair. My heels were pressing against my inflamed buttocks and that was agony.
Mavis looked me straight in the face and started bitching at me. I didn’t think there was anything left for her to say after the verbal dressing down I received upstairs. But she went back to the summer and the days I spent with her almost on a weekly basis and recounted many of the scenarios of how she’d used me and how she’d worked me up to accept her. She went on the say she noticed a decline in my activity in recent weeks and that disappointed her. Moreover, she told me to look around the basement and realize this was about the only place I belonged and what happened upstairs was a sample of her wrath and a reaffirmation in her mind of what I needed on a constant basis.
She said all I’m going to get today is ass because they’d decided I wasn’t worth licking anybody’s pussy.
She told me to stand and let Daphne untie me. Daphne untied my elbows then my wrists and finally loosened the cunt harness ropes which I carefully slid of. The last two ropes were almost embedded in my cunt as if they were part of my body. When I was freed, she told me to stand still so they could look at me. She then had me squat over the bucket and pee. My bladder was killing me and after I peed I thanked her.
They had me follow them upstairs, down the hallway and into the bathroom. This was definitely strange; I’m never allowed on the main floor. I noticed the red bag hanging from the shower curtain bar. I froze and Mavis caught the expression on my face and said yes bitch, this is for you. She told me to fill it with warm water, shampoo, and add a splash of cognac. There’s something discretely humiliating about preparing your own enema mixture in front of other people. She bitched that I needed a good cleansing and she intended to see that I got one
She told me to get on the bathroom floor on all fours. Daphne lubed the nozzle and inserted it. The liquid started flowing immediately and I groaned until they filled me. I broke out in a cold sweat and tried to avoid the cramping. While I moaned and contorted my face in anguish, she continued to bitch at me. I begged to release but she ignored me. When she was convinced I couldn’t hold it any longer, she let me scamper to the commode and expelled it. She filled the bag again and had me return to the bathroom floor on all fours. She did another one, this time with clear tap water and I expelled that one also into the commode. Sitting on the toilet seat was murder since my ass was hurting from the beating.
I cleaned myself. Mavis ordered me back on the bathroom floor, face to the floor, knees under me and my ass up in the air. Mavis lubed two fingers and slid them up my ass and began twisting back and forth. I winced. She kept probing me. While she did Vanessa undressed partially and dropped to all fours in front of me and told me to start sucking her ass. I went to all fours and began kissing and licking her ass. Mavis warned me if I so much as let my tongue touch Vanessa’s pussy, she’d beat me again. I kept tonguing Vanessa and she kept rocking back against my face. I could smell her and it drove me wild. I wanted to press my hand over her pussy and imagined the sensation but I didn’t dare. With visions of my face at her pussy, I kept licking her until she came.
Mavis raised her dress, lowered her panties and stood with her back to me, her hands braced on the bathroom sink and stuck her ass back at me. Without any prompting I moved behind her, separated her ass cheeks and kissed her rose. She bitched at me to get my slutty tongue up her. I strained and forced my tongue against her sphincter and probed her hole. She went into series of grunts and moans and I knew I was getting to her. She kept hissing for me to keep going, to do more and I responded, sensing I was building her up to a climax. She made it last and finally orgasmed and almost collapsed over the sink breathless.
I thought Daphne would be next but they told me to get my ass back downstairs. Somewhat puzzled, I did. They followed me. There were hushed whispers between the 3 of them. They got the things Vanessa had carried to the basement earlier and tossed a shower curtain at me along with an old stained bed sheet. They moved to a spot in the back part of the basement, between two of the posts that support the main floor and told me to spread the shower curtain out on the floor and cover it with the sheet.
They told me to lie down on my back. When I did Vanessa and Daphne knelt by me with several coils of rope. They stretched my arms above my head, parallel to the floor and tied my wrists together then tied that rope to a post. I was beginning to shake almost uncontrollably. They saw that reaction and gave me tons of verbal degradation. They tied my left ankle to the other post and tie a rope around my right ankle and the other end of that rope to the drain pipe of the laundry sink. My body was roughly spread like a Y and centered on the sheet. Daphne stripped naked and stood over me with this sinister expression. She asked me if I had any idea what happened next. Weakly, I muttered I wasn’t sure. She shot back a look and said I was going to be her total toilet. My body shook.
Daphne made things clear. She said she had to shit, I said oh Gawd no. She said oh fuck yes. She walked around me, letting my anxiety build. My eyes followed her every move. She was like a cat circling her prey. Finally she said it’s time and straddled my body. Planting her feet on each side of me, adjacent to my armpits, she faced toward my body and she began to lower her ass right over my face until she was in a full squat. I was looking up at her ass, trembling like a leaf and unable to move.
Mavis came over and told me to watch Daphne’s ass open and beg for her shit. I looked but I apparently didn’t beg or say enough, I’m not sure which.
The next thing I felt was a whip or belt or crop, I don’t know which, hit my cunt. I yelled. I knew it was Vanessa. She hit my cunt again, this time right against my labia accentuating the rawness created by the earlier cunt harness. Mavis told her she wanted 10 hard ones right on my slut cunt. I yelled that I’ll beg, please don’t whip my cunt. Mavis said too late, I had my chance. Vanessa laid it on me. Every time she hit me I’d jerk and scream. Mavis called me a fucking cunt. Daphne still was in her full squat, effectively blocking my view of everything but her ass.
Vanessa finished the 10 strokes and my cunt felt strangely detached from my body for a few moments as the pain throbbed.
Mavis asked me if I wanted 10 more or would I beg. I thought, I’m fucked. I said I’ll beg. She told me to start begging.
I did, I asked Daphne to shit on me. She asked where, I said anywhere you want. She said that’s not what she asked; she asked “where”. I said my tits. Vanessa hit my cunt again with the whip and I yelled. Daphne said shitting on my tits was too mild for a whore like me. I knew what she wanted and I knew where she intended. But I couldn’t say it. Vanessa whacked my cunt again. Mavis told me we’ll keep on until my cunt is raw meat or I can tell Daphne exactly what she wants to hear.
Vanessa hit me again. I screamed …” my face… my face.” I was crying and I could hear Mavis voice chuckling something like … well how about that she wants you to shit on her face, what a perverted slut.
I was somewhere else, I don’t know where.
Mavis said, go on, and defile her white face.
Daphne lowered slightly more and Mavis told me to open my eyes and look. Her anus as about 10-12 inches above my face and I saw her rectum pucker and flare and this end of a turd poke out. It seemed to hesitate forever then slid toward me. I closed my eyes and felt her warm log plop on my nose, cheek and curl across my lips before sliding down my cheek. Another one slid across my nose, and ended up over my mouth and chin.
I sensed her wiping a few times and dropping the toilet paper on me. Then she got off. The 3 of them stood there. I reeked. I opened my eyes for a moment and saw them, like three goddesses of perversion. Daphne dropped to her knees again and using a rag, wiped it through her shit and rubbed it over my face, into my hair. They laughed and that this gives a whole new meaning to the term “being shit faced.”
One by one, they pissed on me from the neck down to my cunt, carefully trying not to disturb the reeking shit smeared on my face. Finally Daphne’s said she couldn’t resist and pissed on my face, dislodging some of what she wiped on me earlier.
They muttered that it stinks too badly down here for normal people. They left. I lay like that forever. I knew the sun had set but had lost all track of time. My focus was on my body, the pain and the smells and the shit which still coated my hair and part of my face. The pee had cooled and seeped under me matting the sheet against me. I just waited. I couldn’t even think. I could hear them above me on the main floor and I thought about the symbolism of them above me and me lying on a basement floor covered in piss and shit. That analogy was enormous.
Daphne came down and told me she had to go and did I want to thank her for shitting on me. I thanked her. She lowered jeans and panties and stuck her butt back at me and pissed again.
I lay that way until Mavis and Vanessa came down and both pissed on me again. Mavis had Vanessa untie me. She helped me up. Mavis had me rinse the sheet and shower curtain in the laundry sink and allowed me to wipe some residue off with a damp rag. I asked to shower but she refused. I begged but she still refused and said sending me off this way was simply part of my punishment. I pleaded but she told me to go before she made things worse.
What to wear home was a dilemma. I didn’t want to wear the good clothes I came over in. Finally Mavis gave me an old robe and said it was either that, go naked or stain my good clothes. I opted for the robe. I thanked her, gathered up my bag and clothes and left.
I knew I had to find some place to clean up and change clothes. As soon as I got in my car, I called Linda, praying she’d answer. I knew Katrina wasn’t home. Linda answered. I explained my situation and begged her indulgences if I could come by and shower and change. She laughed her butt off and told me to come by.
When I got to her place, she immediately got a whiff of my stink and laughed at the tattered robe which constituted my clothing and the residue and tell tale stains on my face. She demanded to see everything so I dropped the robe and showed her. She went oh Gawd and convulsed in an orgasm. I told her what happened and she came again.
She stripped immediately and wanted me to eat her. I was about as hot as she was. I frigged her and ate her in pure lust until she came several times. Then she spun around and ate me. We talked back and fourth about me, a toilet covered whore, eating her. It was so damn powerful for both of us and we both were crying and laughing at the same time. I showered thoroughly; in fact we showered together, hugged and kissed like two horny teens exploring each other for the first time and we brought each other off again.
I dressed and thanked her profusely. I asked if she wanted to meet Mavis. She definitely does. I’m going to make that happen, and soon.
Mavis immediately began scolding me for canceling Tuesday. She nodded to Daphne who came over and shoved me a few times, poked me with her finger, cursed at me and pushed me toward Vanessa. There was more cursing, pushing and shoving and verbal scolding. It wasn’t shouting but a heavy dose of stern, low pitched barrages of words grinding me into bits. I kept apologizing. It felt like an inquisition. Finally Mavis scowled at me and told me to get my damn clothes off. I fumbled at the buttons and stripped off the sweater dress and fast as I could. My bra, heels and pantyhose followed. Daphne and Vanessa began picking at me, reaching in, grabbing me while Mavis sat and watched.
Mavis restored some semblance of order and had her nieces join her on the sofa. First she ordered me to stand and back my ass up towards them, bend over at the waist and lower my face against my knees. She had me reach back and pull my pussy and ass hole as wide apart as I could. They made me stay like that while they commented relentlessly about how humiliating it must be to display myself in such a lewd position. When they ran out of verbal insinuations about my cunt and asshole, Mavis handed me a thick dildo and had me slowly slide it in and out of my cunt and fuck myself. They continued to comment about how the dildo kept getting continually wetter. When I was just short of cumming, I begged for permission and still in the same bent over position, they let me cumm. The comments were outrageous which added to the feeling of humiliation.
They concluded this episode by having me open my legs, hold a measuring cup under me and pee in front of them. Mavis commented that she enjoyed me in this position since she didn’t have to look at my guilty face but could focus on my ass and cunt which never seemed to be satisfied.
She sent me into the kitchen to bring them coffee, banana bread and a bottle of cognac. I served them then she poured a heavy dose of cognac into my coffee. I drank mine sitting cross legged on the floor directly in front of her. She wanted to hear my version of why I didn’t show up earlier in the week and I told her there was a personal issue and feelings of uncertainty. She retorted that my behavior was incorrigible and to her, I was nothing but white trash. She made it clear that they intended to punish me because in her mind, I stood them up.
Without waiting for an answer from me, she told me to stand with my back to them and place my hands behind me. Once I did, she had Daphne take some rope from a bag next to the sofa and tied my wrists together. Daphne was none too gentle and used a ton of rope in tying my wrists and then to draw my elbows together. When she finished, I was quivering. Mavis had me separate my feet and told Daphne to take more rope, tie it around my waist and run it down through my cunt and ass crevice and tie it again to the waist rope. She ran the rope back and forth 3 times and tightly embedded between my labia.
I was still facing away from them. I heard some shuffling behind me then the next thing I knew something hit me across my ass cheeks so hard it nearly knocked me off balance. I turned to see Daphne with about a 4-5 foot length of bamboo in her hands ands saw her swing it again, catching me just under my butt cheeks. I yelled. Daphne hit me two more times and the last blow so strong I fell to my knees in tears and screams and dribbled piss. The pain I felt was white hot, searing, as if somebody cut me with a knife.
She told me to stand up again. I tried and couldn’t; the cunt harness was cutting into me. Mavis hissed again to get on my feet or she’d throw me out in the street just as I was. Shoving the pain in my cunt and my buttocks aside, I eventually got to my feet.
Mavis picked up my empty coffee cup and told me that my piss goes in here, not on her rug. She slapped the hell out of my face, poured some more cognac into my coffe cup and tilted it to my lips and told me to drink. I did. She told Daphne to hit me again. Immediately, Daphne hit me again with the bamboo stick across my lower buttocks and I stumbled forward a few steps until I bumped into a chair. I screamed in agony.
Mavis swore at me, told Daphne to stop and left the room momentarily. She returned with a skirt hanger and a handful of what appeared to be her soiled panties. She sorted through them until she found a pair that seemed to fit her purpose.
She scrunched up a pair, pinched my mouth open and poked them into my mouth. By the aroma and taste, there was no doubt they were dirty. She kept poking them into my mouth, doubled up a piece of rope, placed it over the panties between my lips and tied it behind my head. She couldn’t have me screaming and annoying her neighbors.
She gave me one of her evil looks and held the skirt hanger right in front of my nipples, opened one clamp and snapped it one my right nipple. I yelled into the gag as she attached the other clamp to my left nipple. She pulled the hanger straight out towards her until my tits were extended and nipples stretched until they turned white, and looking my in the eyes, released it and let it free fall. I screamed again. She laughed and said that’d give me something to think about and take my mind off my stinging ass. Pulling me by the skirt hanger, she walked me a few steps towards a corner of the room. The picture window in her living room was off to my left. Directly above me was a hook embedded in the ceiling, one which she used this past summer to hang a planter with a philodendron. Now the hook was just there and vacant.
The drapes and sheers were drawn but she opened the drapes and had Vanessa tie a rope over the crook of the hanger and, standing in a chair, tied the other end of the rope up to the hook. She tightened it until my tits were pulled upward and my upper body was tilted slightly back. Save for my feet being firmly on the floor, I was almost hanging by my nipples. She laughed and said not to tempt her to open the sheers so the whole street could see me.
She walked out of my view and told Daphne to keep beating me until she reached a total of 10. I grimaced and waited. I heard nothing, not even any snickering. Suddenly the next one hit my lower buttocks and inadvertently shifted my position enough to cause a sharp tug on my nipples and the teeth on the skirt hanger to bite into my nipples deeper..
Mavis warned me I had 4 more coming. I didn’t think I could stand it. Again there was a long pause until Daphne flailed at my ass and I screamed into the gag. At Mavis direction, she paused, let the pain settle. She chuckled to her nieces that who would think such an old woman could still be so sadistic. Daphne hit me 3 more times, pausing between strokes as I sobbed and screamed into the gag. By then my ass was a mass of pain and my face streaked with tears and my nipples numb with pain.
The pain across my ass was almost indescribable; first it was numb, then sharp then spread. I figured they probably drew blood. I looked at my nipples; they were totally white from lack of blood flow and distended by the skirt hanger clamps. That freaked me. Mavis came around to side, twisted my face to her, sneered at me and asked if I wanted 10 across my cunt. I sobbed and shook my head no. She had Vanessa untie the rope that held the skirt hanger to the ceiling hook, opened the clamps on the hanger, freeing my tortured nipples. I sobbed in pain. She undid the panty gag and pulled the soggy fabric out. She told me to get my sorry ass downstairs blurted out yes Maam about three times just to be sure she heard me.
Vanessa guided me slowly across the living room to the little hallway where the door leads to the basement and helped me descend the stairs one by one. My ass was still burning and my cunt was throbbing from the rope harness which made this short journey nothing more than a descent into hell.. Every step was an ordeal. When we got to the basement floor, she herded me toward the cage. I dropped to my knees and attempted to ease myself into the cage but Vanessa apparently though I was being recalcitrant and pushed me inside. She locked the cage door, went upstairs and flicked off the light.
I was face down on the floor of the cage, my nipples still throbbing, my legs slightly splayed apart and bent upward at the knee. For a long time I didn’t move. I didn’t know if I could and I was afraid any movement would aggravate the stinging pain across my ass cheeks. My shoulders ached from the way Daphne tied my elbows. Primarily due to the effect of the cognac, I lay there. I wasn’t sure what hurt worse; my ass, my cunt, my nipples or my psyche. I inched my hands back to feel my ass and definitely felt rough inflamed welts rising.
Above me, on the main floor, I could faintly hear their voices punctuated by occasional bursts of laughter. After some unknown amount of time passed I was aware of their footsteps, more verbal exclamations and laughter. I lay there and absorbed the pain. I was totally confused by now. About every time I’d been to see Mavis, things immediately began in the basement with pissing and making her cumm. This time was so different; I couldn’t figure it out.
Shortly, they turned on the basement light and came down the steps. Vanessa had an armful of some things; Daphne carried my toy bag and a bucket. My eyes followed them as they approached the cage and Mavis sat in her faded green chair. Daphne unlocked the cage and told me to wiggle out.. With all the strength I could muster I raised my hips and drew my knees up under me and started scooting back. Daphne grabbed my waist rope and yanked me backwards. That cut deep into my cunt and I yelled. She pulled at the rope until I struggled out then half dragged me to a kneeling position in front of Mavis who was sitting in her faded green chair. My heels were pressing against my inflamed buttocks and that was agony.
Mavis looked me straight in the face and started bitching at me. I didn’t think there was anything left for her to say after the verbal dressing down I received upstairs. But she went back to the summer and the days I spent with her almost on a weekly basis and recounted many of the scenarios of how she’d used me and how she’d worked me up to accept her. She went on the say she noticed a decline in my activity in recent weeks and that disappointed her. Moreover, she told me to look around the basement and realize this was about the only place I belonged and what happened upstairs was a sample of her wrath and a reaffirmation in her mind of what I needed on a constant basis.
She said all I’m going to get today is ass because they’d decided I wasn’t worth licking anybody’s pussy.
She told me to stand and let Daphne untie me. Daphne untied my elbows then my wrists and finally loosened the cunt harness ropes which I carefully slid of. The last two ropes were almost embedded in my cunt as if they were part of my body. When I was freed, she told me to stand still so they could look at me. She then had me squat over the bucket and pee. My bladder was killing me and after I peed I thanked her.
They had me follow them upstairs, down the hallway and into the bathroom. This was definitely strange; I’m never allowed on the main floor. I noticed the red bag hanging from the shower curtain bar. I froze and Mavis caught the expression on my face and said yes bitch, this is for you. She told me to fill it with warm water, shampoo, and add a splash of cognac. There’s something discretely humiliating about preparing your own enema mixture in front of other people. She bitched that I needed a good cleansing and she intended to see that I got one
She told me to get on the bathroom floor on all fours. Daphne lubed the nozzle and inserted it. The liquid started flowing immediately and I groaned until they filled me. I broke out in a cold sweat and tried to avoid the cramping. While I moaned and contorted my face in anguish, she continued to bitch at me. I begged to release but she ignored me. When she was convinced I couldn’t hold it any longer, she let me scamper to the commode and expelled it. She filled the bag again and had me return to the bathroom floor on all fours. She did another one, this time with clear tap water and I expelled that one also into the commode. Sitting on the toilet seat was murder since my ass was hurting from the beating.
I cleaned myself. Mavis ordered me back on the bathroom floor, face to the floor, knees under me and my ass up in the air. Mavis lubed two fingers and slid them up my ass and began twisting back and forth. I winced. She kept probing me. While she did Vanessa undressed partially and dropped to all fours in front of me and told me to start sucking her ass. I went to all fours and began kissing and licking her ass. Mavis warned me if I so much as let my tongue touch Vanessa’s pussy, she’d beat me again. I kept tonguing Vanessa and she kept rocking back against my face. I could smell her and it drove me wild. I wanted to press my hand over her pussy and imagined the sensation but I didn’t dare. With visions of my face at her pussy, I kept licking her until she came.
Mavis raised her dress, lowered her panties and stood with her back to me, her hands braced on the bathroom sink and stuck her ass back at me. Without any prompting I moved behind her, separated her ass cheeks and kissed her rose. She bitched at me to get my slutty tongue up her. I strained and forced my tongue against her sphincter and probed her hole. She went into series of grunts and moans and I knew I was getting to her. She kept hissing for me to keep going, to do more and I responded, sensing I was building her up to a climax. She made it last and finally orgasmed and almost collapsed over the sink breathless.
I thought Daphne would be next but they told me to get my ass back downstairs. Somewhat puzzled, I did. They followed me. There were hushed whispers between the 3 of them. They got the things Vanessa had carried to the basement earlier and tossed a shower curtain at me along with an old stained bed sheet. They moved to a spot in the back part of the basement, between two of the posts that support the main floor and told me to spread the shower curtain out on the floor and cover it with the sheet.
They told me to lie down on my back. When I did Vanessa and Daphne knelt by me with several coils of rope. They stretched my arms above my head, parallel to the floor and tied my wrists together then tied that rope to a post. I was beginning to shake almost uncontrollably. They saw that reaction and gave me tons of verbal degradation. They tied my left ankle to the other post and tie a rope around my right ankle and the other end of that rope to the drain pipe of the laundry sink. My body was roughly spread like a Y and centered on the sheet. Daphne stripped naked and stood over me with this sinister expression. She asked me if I had any idea what happened next. Weakly, I muttered I wasn’t sure. She shot back a look and said I was going to be her total toilet. My body shook.
Daphne made things clear. She said she had to shit, I said oh Gawd no. She said oh fuck yes. She walked around me, letting my anxiety build. My eyes followed her every move. She was like a cat circling her prey. Finally she said it’s time and straddled my body. Planting her feet on each side of me, adjacent to my armpits, she faced toward my body and she began to lower her ass right over my face until she was in a full squat. I was looking up at her ass, trembling like a leaf and unable to move.
Mavis came over and told me to watch Daphne’s ass open and beg for her shit. I looked but I apparently didn’t beg or say enough, I’m not sure which.
The next thing I felt was a whip or belt or crop, I don’t know which, hit my cunt. I yelled. I knew it was Vanessa. She hit my cunt again, this time right against my labia accentuating the rawness created by the earlier cunt harness. Mavis told her she wanted 10 hard ones right on my slut cunt. I yelled that I’ll beg, please don’t whip my cunt. Mavis said too late, I had my chance. Vanessa laid it on me. Every time she hit me I’d jerk and scream. Mavis called me a fucking cunt. Daphne still was in her full squat, effectively blocking my view of everything but her ass.
Vanessa finished the 10 strokes and my cunt felt strangely detached from my body for a few moments as the pain throbbed.
Mavis asked me if I wanted 10 more or would I beg. I thought, I’m fucked. I said I’ll beg. She told me to start begging.
I did, I asked Daphne to shit on me. She asked where, I said anywhere you want. She said that’s not what she asked; she asked “where”. I said my tits. Vanessa hit my cunt again with the whip and I yelled. Daphne said shitting on my tits was too mild for a whore like me. I knew what she wanted and I knew where she intended. But I couldn’t say it. Vanessa whacked my cunt again. Mavis told me we’ll keep on until my cunt is raw meat or I can tell Daphne exactly what she wants to hear.
Vanessa hit me again. I screamed …” my face… my face.” I was crying and I could hear Mavis voice chuckling something like … well how about that she wants you to shit on her face, what a perverted slut.
I was somewhere else, I don’t know where.
Mavis said, go on, and defile her white face.
Daphne lowered slightly more and Mavis told me to open my eyes and look. Her anus as about 10-12 inches above my face and I saw her rectum pucker and flare and this end of a turd poke out. It seemed to hesitate forever then slid toward me. I closed my eyes and felt her warm log plop on my nose, cheek and curl across my lips before sliding down my cheek. Another one slid across my nose, and ended up over my mouth and chin.
I sensed her wiping a few times and dropping the toilet paper on me. Then she got off. The 3 of them stood there. I reeked. I opened my eyes for a moment and saw them, like three goddesses of perversion. Daphne dropped to her knees again and using a rag, wiped it through her shit and rubbed it over my face, into my hair. They laughed and that this gives a whole new meaning to the term “being shit faced.”
One by one, they pissed on me from the neck down to my cunt, carefully trying not to disturb the reeking shit smeared on my face. Finally Daphne’s said she couldn’t resist and pissed on my face, dislodging some of what she wiped on me earlier.
They muttered that it stinks too badly down here for normal people. They left. I lay like that forever. I knew the sun had set but had lost all track of time. My focus was on my body, the pain and the smells and the shit which still coated my hair and part of my face. The pee had cooled and seeped under me matting the sheet against me. I just waited. I couldn’t even think. I could hear them above me on the main floor and I thought about the symbolism of them above me and me lying on a basement floor covered in piss and shit. That analogy was enormous.
Daphne came down and told me she had to go and did I want to thank her for shitting on me. I thanked her. She lowered jeans and panties and stuck her butt back at me and pissed again.
I lay that way until Mavis and Vanessa came down and both pissed on me again. Mavis had Vanessa untie me. She helped me up. Mavis had me rinse the sheet and shower curtain in the laundry sink and allowed me to wipe some residue off with a damp rag. I asked to shower but she refused. I begged but she still refused and said sending me off this way was simply part of my punishment. I pleaded but she told me to go before she made things worse.
What to wear home was a dilemma. I didn’t want to wear the good clothes I came over in. Finally Mavis gave me an old robe and said it was either that, go naked or stain my good clothes. I opted for the robe. I thanked her, gathered up my bag and clothes and left.
I knew I had to find some place to clean up and change clothes. As soon as I got in my car, I called Linda, praying she’d answer. I knew Katrina wasn’t home. Linda answered. I explained my situation and begged her indulgences if I could come by and shower and change. She laughed her butt off and told me to come by.
When I got to her place, she immediately got a whiff of my stink and laughed at the tattered robe which constituted my clothing and the residue and tell tale stains on my face. She demanded to see everything so I dropped the robe and showed her. She went oh Gawd and convulsed in an orgasm. I told her what happened and she came again.
She stripped immediately and wanted me to eat her. I was about as hot as she was. I frigged her and ate her in pure lust until she came several times. Then she spun around and ate me. We talked back and fourth about me, a toilet covered whore, eating her. It was so damn powerful for both of us and we both were crying and laughing at the same time. I showered thoroughly; in fact we showered together, hugged and kissed like two horny teens exploring each other for the first time and we brought each other off again.
I dressed and thanked her profusely. I asked if she wanted to meet Mavis. She definitely does. I’m going to make that happen, and soon.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Dec 1, 2009: Afternoon at Linda's
This was like a “fuck the mommy sluts” open house. Linda said this has happened before.
After I arrived at Linda’s, we talked, had some wine and got into her stash. By 3:30 we both were naked and laughing about what a couple of nuts we were. Shortly after that, Stephanie, Molly and Kaitlin arrived. They immediately berated us about being needy whores and sluts of the lowest order. It was brutal, degrading and snippy. They poked at our bodies and told us to get them beers which we did. Molly made no bones about how we were now just two old whores who were destined to be at their beck and call forever and how they controlled us. Linda went to the kitchen and got them beer. Molly pushed me to my knees and had me kiss and suck her pussy through her panties.
Within moments the door opened again and Kristen, Cristal and a new girl, Megan, a friend of Cristal’s strolled into the living room. Molly turned away to greet them. My eyes meet Megan’s and I was almost ashamed. When I was told she was also 14, I shook my head; she didn’t look a day over 12 but then how would I know. From the greeting between Linda and Megan it was apparent they’d been together before. Megan looked at me and muttered something like … so this is the other old whore. I turned beet red. I unconsciously stepped back a few steps behind a chair but Molly told me to get my naked ass back in there and let Megan see me. I felt like I was in another dimension. The age of any 3 of these girls combined probably wouldn’t add up to mine. I looked at them, dressed in the catholic school uniforms, pleated plaid skirts, oxford cloth blouses with their school crest, white knee socks and black lace ups. Combined with the beer bottles in their hands, their taunting words, and us standing there naked in front of them was an alarming picture of innocence gone berserk.
I stood there totally embarrassed and self conscious. There were multiple comments about me, my body, etc. This was the worst part; the constant snipping and insults to the point I felt almost subhuman. They gloated the same way I remembered them several months ago the first time I was at Stephanie’s lake cottage. Kristen came over and slipped the neck of her beer bottle through my cunt, rolled it side to side them brought it up to my mouth. She told me to lick my goo off. I did. She snorted at me and then looked at Megan and said she didn’t have anything to fear from me, that I’d do anything she asked. Boldly Cristal walked over, Megan following, and began running their hands over my body, feeling up my tits, cunt, hips, you name it. I felt highly objectified. They asked me what I looked like when I was their age. I couldn’t even answer. Kristen bitched that neither of us had big tits, that hers were bigger and far prettier.
Still dressed, they plopped on the sofa, in chairs sucked on their beers and had us get on our knees in front of them. I felt almost embarrassed. Stephanie chided us to get more beer and some munchies. When Linda and I were in the kitchen doing it, I looked at her and said this isn’t real. She tossed me a look and said yeah, I know but here we are because neither of us knows how to get out, even if we wanted to. We’re in too deep.
We returned and sat side by side in the living room floor. After downing a few handfuls of cheese curls, Stephanie waved her beer bottle like a magic wand and told us to get busy.
I knelt in front of Stephanie and removed her panties and raised her skirt. She slid forward on the sofa and pulled my hair until my face was buried between her thighs and began tasting her. Kaitlin moved beside Stephanie and made it clear she was next. Linda was engaged with Molly and Kristen and I sensed that Cristal and Megan were watching. I brought Stephanie off and turned to Kristen who perched on the edge of the sofa and had removed her panties. One of them, I don’t know who, started slapping my ass with a belt. My yells went straight into Kaitlin’s cunt and I brought her off and got a heavy dose of squirt in the process. In probably the span of less than an hour both Linda and I had serviced the four older girls both ass and pussy. Linda had also done Cristal but I hadn’t had a chance to touch Megan.
I’d started on Kaitlin’s ass again when I heard the front door open. . I turned to see Rhonda and Melinda barging in without knocking (I later found out Rhonda has a key as does Molly and Stephanie). Rhonda came in doing some serious grousing about starting without them. For some reason, this created a little bit of a friction. (I later found out Rhonda had to run some unexpected errands for her mom after school and that’s why she was late.)
Rhonda pulled me away from Kaitlin’s ass, leered at me, smelled my face and said I was obviously enjoying myself. She dragged my face into her crotch, gabbed my hair, had me slid her panties down and I ate her while she stood over me. She eventually sank back into the sofa, dragging me with her. I ate her. Rhonda tried to start giving orders but Stephanie bitched her down and said to go with the flow.
By now everybody was half undressed; most of the school uniforms were removed. Most of the munchies were gone and there were probably a case of empties strewn all around the living room and kitchen. The sex to this point had been eating one girl after another and getting fucked with both Linda’s and my strappy. Stephanie and Molly decided Cristal would be in charge of Linda and Megan in charge of me.
Megan seemed willing but almost timid. I gathered that she was acting big to impress the older girls.
Linda went back in the bedroom fucking Molly and Melinda.
Stephanie decided it was time I fucked Megan. I’d gone to the kitchen to get more beer when she, Kaitlin, Kristen and Rhonda jumped me and held me down. By now Megan was down to panties and bra. They told her to come over and have me eat her. They sort of guided her down on me, had her pull the panties off and sit on my face. I looked up and saw her half naked body, still with that roll of baby fat around waist and hips and budding breasts. She was giggling but sat directly across my face, her butt over my face and her front of her body facing my tummy and cunt. She started wiggling down so her hole was over my mouth. Stephanie yelled for me to lick her ass. I started eating her ass and she sat straight up which put more pressure on my face. The other 4 girls were still holding my arms and legs. I gasped for breath, licked and ate her. She was making soft cooing sounds and began bouncing back and forth some. She’d slid her butt back and let me have licks at her pussy, I was going crazy. They yelled for the others to come see. I licked for all I could until she screamed she was going to cumm. I felt her flood me with thick, sweet, syrupy cumm; tons of it. Stephanie told me to suck it down. She had Megan shift her hole back over my face so I could lick her rose. It was precious, warm, puckered, pink, and so tight I couldn’t force my tongue past her ring but I kept probing. Megan came again. Stephanie asked her if she could piss and she nodded. They helped her up, turned her around and had her squat over my face. I looked up and saw this childish gleam in her eye and that cherubic face staring down. Then I felt her golden splashing on me. Stephanie told me to drink it.
They pushed Linda down against me. All of them were standing around in the kitchen, drinking, shouting at us. We were rolling around in piss, kissing and grabbing each other. They told us to do a 69 and we did with me on top. They were cheering like we were two freaks in a side show which was in some perverse way, driving us on. Cristal and Megan told us to cumm, which we did. I felt some one slapping my butt continually until Linda and I were exhausted. A couple of them pissed on us, exactly who I couldn’t tell.
The gathering began to break up at that point. Kristen had to go, so that took Cristal and Megan out as well. Molly mumbled it was too bad it was a school night otherwise they’d stay all night. She, molly and Kaitlin left and within a few minutes Linda and I were alone. We cleaned up her house, scrubbed the piss off the kitchen floor and showered. After we dressed, she suggested we get something to eat, so we drove to a Fridays and scoffed down burgers. We sat there stunned and finally started recounting the evening’s fuck session. Both of us are glad we have each other.
After I arrived at Linda’s, we talked, had some wine and got into her stash. By 3:30 we both were naked and laughing about what a couple of nuts we were. Shortly after that, Stephanie, Molly and Kaitlin arrived. They immediately berated us about being needy whores and sluts of the lowest order. It was brutal, degrading and snippy. They poked at our bodies and told us to get them beers which we did. Molly made no bones about how we were now just two old whores who were destined to be at their beck and call forever and how they controlled us. Linda went to the kitchen and got them beer. Molly pushed me to my knees and had me kiss and suck her pussy through her panties.
Within moments the door opened again and Kristen, Cristal and a new girl, Megan, a friend of Cristal’s strolled into the living room. Molly turned away to greet them. My eyes meet Megan’s and I was almost ashamed. When I was told she was also 14, I shook my head; she didn’t look a day over 12 but then how would I know. From the greeting between Linda and Megan it was apparent they’d been together before. Megan looked at me and muttered something like … so this is the other old whore. I turned beet red. I unconsciously stepped back a few steps behind a chair but Molly told me to get my naked ass back in there and let Megan see me. I felt like I was in another dimension. The age of any 3 of these girls combined probably wouldn’t add up to mine. I looked at them, dressed in the catholic school uniforms, pleated plaid skirts, oxford cloth blouses with their school crest, white knee socks and black lace ups. Combined with the beer bottles in their hands, their taunting words, and us standing there naked in front of them was an alarming picture of innocence gone berserk.
I stood there totally embarrassed and self conscious. There were multiple comments about me, my body, etc. This was the worst part; the constant snipping and insults to the point I felt almost subhuman. They gloated the same way I remembered them several months ago the first time I was at Stephanie’s lake cottage. Kristen came over and slipped the neck of her beer bottle through my cunt, rolled it side to side them brought it up to my mouth. She told me to lick my goo off. I did. She snorted at me and then looked at Megan and said she didn’t have anything to fear from me, that I’d do anything she asked. Boldly Cristal walked over, Megan following, and began running their hands over my body, feeling up my tits, cunt, hips, you name it. I felt highly objectified. They asked me what I looked like when I was their age. I couldn’t even answer. Kristen bitched that neither of us had big tits, that hers were bigger and far prettier.
Still dressed, they plopped on the sofa, in chairs sucked on their beers and had us get on our knees in front of them. I felt almost embarrassed. Stephanie chided us to get more beer and some munchies. When Linda and I were in the kitchen doing it, I looked at her and said this isn’t real. She tossed me a look and said yeah, I know but here we are because neither of us knows how to get out, even if we wanted to. We’re in too deep.
We returned and sat side by side in the living room floor. After downing a few handfuls of cheese curls, Stephanie waved her beer bottle like a magic wand and told us to get busy.
I knelt in front of Stephanie and removed her panties and raised her skirt. She slid forward on the sofa and pulled my hair until my face was buried between her thighs and began tasting her. Kaitlin moved beside Stephanie and made it clear she was next. Linda was engaged with Molly and Kristen and I sensed that Cristal and Megan were watching. I brought Stephanie off and turned to Kristen who perched on the edge of the sofa and had removed her panties. One of them, I don’t know who, started slapping my ass with a belt. My yells went straight into Kaitlin’s cunt and I brought her off and got a heavy dose of squirt in the process. In probably the span of less than an hour both Linda and I had serviced the four older girls both ass and pussy. Linda had also done Cristal but I hadn’t had a chance to touch Megan.
I’d started on Kaitlin’s ass again when I heard the front door open. . I turned to see Rhonda and Melinda barging in without knocking (I later found out Rhonda has a key as does Molly and Stephanie). Rhonda came in doing some serious grousing about starting without them. For some reason, this created a little bit of a friction. (I later found out Rhonda had to run some unexpected errands for her mom after school and that’s why she was late.)
Rhonda pulled me away from Kaitlin’s ass, leered at me, smelled my face and said I was obviously enjoying myself. She dragged my face into her crotch, gabbed my hair, had me slid her panties down and I ate her while she stood over me. She eventually sank back into the sofa, dragging me with her. I ate her. Rhonda tried to start giving orders but Stephanie bitched her down and said to go with the flow.
By now everybody was half undressed; most of the school uniforms were removed. Most of the munchies were gone and there were probably a case of empties strewn all around the living room and kitchen. The sex to this point had been eating one girl after another and getting fucked with both Linda’s and my strappy. Stephanie and Molly decided Cristal would be in charge of Linda and Megan in charge of me.
Megan seemed willing but almost timid. I gathered that she was acting big to impress the older girls.
Linda went back in the bedroom fucking Molly and Melinda.
Stephanie decided it was time I fucked Megan. I’d gone to the kitchen to get more beer when she, Kaitlin, Kristen and Rhonda jumped me and held me down. By now Megan was down to panties and bra. They told her to come over and have me eat her. They sort of guided her down on me, had her pull the panties off and sit on my face. I looked up and saw her half naked body, still with that roll of baby fat around waist and hips and budding breasts. She was giggling but sat directly across my face, her butt over my face and her front of her body facing my tummy and cunt. She started wiggling down so her hole was over my mouth. Stephanie yelled for me to lick her ass. I started eating her ass and she sat straight up which put more pressure on my face. The other 4 girls were still holding my arms and legs. I gasped for breath, licked and ate her. She was making soft cooing sounds and began bouncing back and forth some. She’d slid her butt back and let me have licks at her pussy, I was going crazy. They yelled for the others to come see. I licked for all I could until she screamed she was going to cumm. I felt her flood me with thick, sweet, syrupy cumm; tons of it. Stephanie told me to suck it down. She had Megan shift her hole back over my face so I could lick her rose. It was precious, warm, puckered, pink, and so tight I couldn’t force my tongue past her ring but I kept probing. Megan came again. Stephanie asked her if she could piss and she nodded. They helped her up, turned her around and had her squat over my face. I looked up and saw this childish gleam in her eye and that cherubic face staring down. Then I felt her golden splashing on me. Stephanie told me to drink it.
They pushed Linda down against me. All of them were standing around in the kitchen, drinking, shouting at us. We were rolling around in piss, kissing and grabbing each other. They told us to do a 69 and we did with me on top. They were cheering like we were two freaks in a side show which was in some perverse way, driving us on. Cristal and Megan told us to cumm, which we did. I felt some one slapping my butt continually until Linda and I were exhausted. A couple of them pissed on us, exactly who I couldn’t tell.
The gathering began to break up at that point. Kristen had to go, so that took Cristal and Megan out as well. Molly mumbled it was too bad it was a school night otherwise they’d stay all night. She, molly and Kaitlin left and within a few minutes Linda and I were alone. We cleaned up her house, scrubbed the piss off the kitchen floor and showered. After we dressed, she suggested we get something to eat, so we drove to a Fridays and scoffed down burgers. We sat there stunned and finally started recounting the evening’s fuck session. Both of us are glad we have each other.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Nov 30, 2009: Reunion with Katrina
Katrina and I hadn't seen each other in two weeks due to her trip and the predictable holiday hustle. After sharing hugs, kisses and brandy, We talked about her trip but she quickly brought up the email she’d received this morning about my conversation with Jody. She kidded me about the suggestion I live with Linda and fuck the Molly’s of the world for a couple of years.
After another brandy, I stood and slowly undressed, piece by piece, following her instructions and not removing an article of clothing until she told me. Every time I’d remove something she’d comment and as I progressed toward nudity her comments became more degrading until I was naked and presenting my body to her. She had me kneel then assume a modified lotus position, the back of my wrists against my thighs, my back straight, my eyes closed in a position of what she called perfect surrender. After a few minutes I could hear her undressing. She told me not to shift my position, just open my eyes and gaze at her body. She was standing nude about 5-6 feet away idly rubbing herself. I whispered how much I wanted her.
She blindfolded me, kept me in that position and teased me by sticking her pussy a couple of inches from my face and letting me get a couple of soft tongue licks between her folds. Then she turned and let me smell and tongue her ass before she stepped back. To say I was begging for her and a wanton wreck at this point is an understatement. I kept begging, whining, pleading to really eat her. But she began taunting me about being such a needy whore, bringing up things I’d done in the past, mentioning things I’d probably do in the future and how my life was simply a tableau moving from one servitude situation to another.
She had me shift my position to all fours, do a series of cat and cow poses, a child’s pose then move back to all fours with my knees widely separated and my head tilted upward. She moved in front of me, this time pressing her pussy against my face and told me to eat her and make her cumm. I moaned and devoured her, driven by her taste and scent, like some depraved bitch until she flooded me with an orgasm, and kept going until she had three. After a pause she turned her ass into my face and told me to lick.
She told me to remove the blindfold, follow her into the bathroom and lie on the floor. I positioned myself accordingly, staring up at her as she straddled me and told me to beg for her piss. She kept taunting me, calling me a despicable white trash whore and began pissing.
She got her strappy and had me cinch it around her, then show my gratitude by sucking on the shaft which I did until she began thrusting her hips and fucking my mouth. She kept telling me we’re going ‘round the world, her terminology which implied she was going to fuck all my holes. She had me lie down on my back again in the piss puddle and mounted me. My cunt was nothing but a swampy mess and responded instantly as she easily slid the dildo in and fucked me until I was begging to cumm. She made me hold off until I verbally degraded myself and screamed that I was going to be available to “fuck those little white bitches”, meaning Molly and her friends. I rocked off two orgasms until she withdrew, had me hold my legs back and slowly penetrated my ass. I winced; it’d been a long time since my hole had been fucked. After considerable fucking, I squeezed off another cumm.
We returned to the living room and she had me use a vibe to bring her off again. Although she was aware of the notes about trying to see Melissa today, her preference was that I schedule that another day because she wanted me to savor what I’d experienced with her.
Finally she told me to clean the bathroom, put away her toys, and shower. I dressed and thanked her profusely. Her final comment was she wants to meet Linda in the next week or two and I told her I’d make that happen.
My love, e
After another brandy, I stood and slowly undressed, piece by piece, following her instructions and not removing an article of clothing until she told me. Every time I’d remove something she’d comment and as I progressed toward nudity her comments became more degrading until I was naked and presenting my body to her. She had me kneel then assume a modified lotus position, the back of my wrists against my thighs, my back straight, my eyes closed in a position of what she called perfect surrender. After a few minutes I could hear her undressing. She told me not to shift my position, just open my eyes and gaze at her body. She was standing nude about 5-6 feet away idly rubbing herself. I whispered how much I wanted her.
She blindfolded me, kept me in that position and teased me by sticking her pussy a couple of inches from my face and letting me get a couple of soft tongue licks between her folds. Then she turned and let me smell and tongue her ass before she stepped back. To say I was begging for her and a wanton wreck at this point is an understatement. I kept begging, whining, pleading to really eat her. But she began taunting me about being such a needy whore, bringing up things I’d done in the past, mentioning things I’d probably do in the future and how my life was simply a tableau moving from one servitude situation to another.
She had me shift my position to all fours, do a series of cat and cow poses, a child’s pose then move back to all fours with my knees widely separated and my head tilted upward. She moved in front of me, this time pressing her pussy against my face and told me to eat her and make her cumm. I moaned and devoured her, driven by her taste and scent, like some depraved bitch until she flooded me with an orgasm, and kept going until she had three. After a pause she turned her ass into my face and told me to lick.
She told me to remove the blindfold, follow her into the bathroom and lie on the floor. I positioned myself accordingly, staring up at her as she straddled me and told me to beg for her piss. She kept taunting me, calling me a despicable white trash whore and began pissing.
She got her strappy and had me cinch it around her, then show my gratitude by sucking on the shaft which I did until she began thrusting her hips and fucking my mouth. She kept telling me we’re going ‘round the world, her terminology which implied she was going to fuck all my holes. She had me lie down on my back again in the piss puddle and mounted me. My cunt was nothing but a swampy mess and responded instantly as she easily slid the dildo in and fucked me until I was begging to cumm. She made me hold off until I verbally degraded myself and screamed that I was going to be available to “fuck those little white bitches”, meaning Molly and her friends. I rocked off two orgasms until she withdrew, had me hold my legs back and slowly penetrated my ass. I winced; it’d been a long time since my hole had been fucked. After considerable fucking, I squeezed off another cumm.
We returned to the living room and she had me use a vibe to bring her off again. Although she was aware of the notes about trying to see Melissa today, her preference was that I schedule that another day because she wanted me to savor what I’d experienced with her.
Finally she told me to clean the bathroom, put away her toys, and shower. I dressed and thanked her profusely. Her final comment was she wants to meet Linda in the next week or two and I told her I’d make that happen.
My love, e
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Nov 19, 2009: Lunch with Linda
Meeting Linda last week at Stephanie’s lake cottage was truly a pinnacle of perversity. Both of us being in our 40’s, being used and humiliated by Molly and her friends in itself was truly bizarre beyond words. After sharing the experience and knowing we were soul mates in this shameful submission, we needed some alone time to talk.
Originally we decided to meet for lunch but at the last minute decided, since the topic of conversation was rather hush-hush and best not discussed in a public setting, I’d grab some deli take out, a bottle of wine, and we’d meet at her house. That proved to be a wise decision.
Linda told me how she got started with Molly. Last fall, she’d been in a funk because her daughter (22) told her she was pregnant which thrilled initially but made her realize she’d soon be a grandmother at mid 40’s. So psychologically, she was vulnerable to something to perk her up, something different as she put it.
She was at the mall buying sexy lingerie to improve her spirits. Three girls were at the check out and one of them (who turned out to be Alexandria, yes the one we know) told her the bras and panties she was buying were hot and she had a cute butt. Linda got all giddy.
She went to a coffee shop. Alex wandered over alone and started talking. Linda said before she could think straight, the whole convo turned to how Alex thought she was a hot mom, laying it on thick, etc. Linda was flattered. Alex kept coming on to her and Linda had this unmistakable feeling this girl is trying to pick me up. She had fantasy’s about younger, never pursued them. She made sure Alex was over 18 and thought what the heck, who’ll know if I do. They ended up at hotel and Linda paid for the room. When Linda went to pee before they had sex, she heard Alex talking on her phone. They’re starting to get with it, undressing, but there’s a knock on the door. Alex answered the door and let Molly and another girl (Maria) in. Linda was shocked, and tried to dress. They knocked her clothes away. She asked Molly and Maria how old they were. When Molly said 15, Linda started to leave. But the girls calmed her down and they started fucking. Somewhere in the process Alex slipped handcuffs on her, telling her it’d make things hotter. Linda was enjoying the fucking too much to clearly think through things. They fucked and spanked her. When they finished, the girls took her clothes, laughed at her and put the key to the cuffs on the closet shelf. Linda pleaded but they left anyway.
She couldn’t reach the key. Finally she got to her cell phone and frantically called a friend to come, bring her something to wear. The friend did. She never told the friend the whole story, only that she’d acted foolishly.
She went home feeling extremely chagrined. That night Molly called and told her she was a good fuck, verbally berated her to the point she came again, and said if you want your clothes back, let’s meet again. The next week she fucked Molly and Stephanie and got her clothes back.
She fucked Molly and Stephanie again in December and again after Christmas. She also saw Alex and Maria again.
In January she got laid off from her job (advertising) and started seeing Molly and Stephanie more frequently. She got a waitress job which was okay until one afternoon Molly, Stephanie and a few other girls showed up at the restaurant and sat at one of her tables. They kept spilling cokes, making a mess, and demanding that she clean up the mess. Apparently it was quite a scene and mildly humiliating. Molly told her they’d keep making a mess until she agreed to fuck her friends, too. To keep from being totally embarrassed, she agreed. Pretty soon she was being passed around and fucked several of Molly's friends. That’s when she first heard Molly talk about another old whore they fuck (me, apparently).
She quit that job and started as a hostess at a steak house. Two weeks after she did, when she drove into the parking lot to start her shift, Molly and some girls were there and demanded her panties and bra then made her frig off before she went in to work. She was totally mortified but did it and worked the entire evening sans panties and bra. After that incident she told them she’d do anything they wanted if they would stop embarrassing her at work. She said that was the point she knew Molly had gained total control.
This past summer Molly and friends fucked her a lot, usually at her house or Stephanie’s cottage. There was one specific instance she related in great detail; one night they took her way back in the woods, driving down some pig path of a narrow dirt road. They stripped her, tied her ankles and pissed on her. They told her they would drive about a mile down this dirt road and she’d have to walk down to find them. They gave her an hour and if she wasn’t there by then they were going home. All she had on was a pair of blue high heels. She untied her ankles and stumbled down the road in the dark, scared of night noises and the fear that they might not be there. She eventually found them but by then another car full of girls arrived and about eight of them fucked her. They gave her back her clothes and took her home.
After that, she told herself it was getting too weird and she better quit. She told them it was over and to leave her alone. The following weekend they simply barged into her house on Friday night, tied her up in her bedroom, took control of the place, made it “party central” and fucked her all weekend. She said girls and even some guys floated in and out all weekend, most of them fucking her and some just laughing at her. She didn’t have any idea who they all were and she doesn’t think Molly knew them all, either. Since then, like me, she doesn’t even think about trying to stop.
She says the sex is unbelievably good for her.
I told her about my situation, starting with meeting Jody 6 years ago and you taking control of me 2 years ago, meeting Lisa, serving at her party, about Brittany, and being given to black women. I related my experience with Brittany. I told her about Jody introducing me to Katrina, being controlled by both of them. and that I’d been used by about 100 women in 2 years. I also told her I’d become a total toilet and specifically that Molly had browned me. She’d heard that; Molly and Stephanie had used that as leverage over her. I mentioned specifically seeing Mavis and Daphne this week and them beating me as an example of how I’m used.
Linda wanted to see what my body looked like. I stripped and showed her. She went wild and was all over me in a heartbeat. I literally tore her clothes off and dove into her pussy which was flowing, as was mine. I ate her and she came in about 60 seconds. She ate me then we started doing 69 until we were exhausted. I asked for her panties and she told me to eat her ass and I could have them. I sucked on her hole while she frigged and dirty talked me about being such an ass slut.
We talked a little bit more. She thinks Stephanie is the real power and is the one who thinks up all the stuff to humiliate her and push her buttons. She even met Stephanie’s mom once, prearranged to look like a coincidence, but Stephanie planned it … they “bumped into each other” at the mall. Her mom seems unable to control Stephanie. She even went out to Stephanie’s house once and it’s obvious her parents are loaded.
She asked me if they’d made me flash in public, I said no. She warned me it’s their latest thing. Earlier this week they took her to a book store, short skirt, no panties, told her to squat down and browse books on the bottom shelf and do it until somebody saw her pussy. She had to act like it was an accident. They stood in the aisle and monitored her behavior. Two different people, one was a guy, the other a middle aged woman saw her. They (Molly’s girls and Linda) left immediately. I was in stitches.
We concluded there’s little we can do at this point except continue to be their fuck toys when they want some fun. She also suspects we may not been the only ones they humiliate.
I told her about Jody ordering me to send Mavis flowers and the note. She thought that was a riot and I ought to do it exactly as intended because I’m such a slut. While she played with my pussy, I went online using her computer, ordered flowers and dictated the note … thank you for beating me, spanking me and using me like the whore I am.
I frigged Linda off again, dressed and came home. We obviously do this again.
Originally we decided to meet for lunch but at the last minute decided, since the topic of conversation was rather hush-hush and best not discussed in a public setting, I’d grab some deli take out, a bottle of wine, and we’d meet at her house. That proved to be a wise decision.
Linda told me how she got started with Molly. Last fall, she’d been in a funk because her daughter (22) told her she was pregnant which thrilled initially but made her realize she’d soon be a grandmother at mid 40’s. So psychologically, she was vulnerable to something to perk her up, something different as she put it.
She was at the mall buying sexy lingerie to improve her spirits. Three girls were at the check out and one of them (who turned out to be Alexandria, yes the one we know) told her the bras and panties she was buying were hot and she had a cute butt. Linda got all giddy.
She went to a coffee shop. Alex wandered over alone and started talking. Linda said before she could think straight, the whole convo turned to how Alex thought she was a hot mom, laying it on thick, etc. Linda was flattered. Alex kept coming on to her and Linda had this unmistakable feeling this girl is trying to pick me up. She had fantasy’s about younger, never pursued them. She made sure Alex was over 18 and thought what the heck, who’ll know if I do. They ended up at hotel and Linda paid for the room. When Linda went to pee before they had sex, she heard Alex talking on her phone. They’re starting to get with it, undressing, but there’s a knock on the door. Alex answered the door and let Molly and another girl (Maria) in. Linda was shocked, and tried to dress. They knocked her clothes away. She asked Molly and Maria how old they were. When Molly said 15, Linda started to leave. But the girls calmed her down and they started fucking. Somewhere in the process Alex slipped handcuffs on her, telling her it’d make things hotter. Linda was enjoying the fucking too much to clearly think through things. They fucked and spanked her. When they finished, the girls took her clothes, laughed at her and put the key to the cuffs on the closet shelf. Linda pleaded but they left anyway.
She couldn’t reach the key. Finally she got to her cell phone and frantically called a friend to come, bring her something to wear. The friend did. She never told the friend the whole story, only that she’d acted foolishly.
She went home feeling extremely chagrined. That night Molly called and told her she was a good fuck, verbally berated her to the point she came again, and said if you want your clothes back, let’s meet again. The next week she fucked Molly and Stephanie and got her clothes back.
She fucked Molly and Stephanie again in December and again after Christmas. She also saw Alex and Maria again.
In January she got laid off from her job (advertising) and started seeing Molly and Stephanie more frequently. She got a waitress job which was okay until one afternoon Molly, Stephanie and a few other girls showed up at the restaurant and sat at one of her tables. They kept spilling cokes, making a mess, and demanding that she clean up the mess. Apparently it was quite a scene and mildly humiliating. Molly told her they’d keep making a mess until she agreed to fuck her friends, too. To keep from being totally embarrassed, she agreed. Pretty soon she was being passed around and fucked several of Molly's friends. That’s when she first heard Molly talk about another old whore they fuck (me, apparently).
She quit that job and started as a hostess at a steak house. Two weeks after she did, when she drove into the parking lot to start her shift, Molly and some girls were there and demanded her panties and bra then made her frig off before she went in to work. She was totally mortified but did it and worked the entire evening sans panties and bra. After that incident she told them she’d do anything they wanted if they would stop embarrassing her at work. She said that was the point she knew Molly had gained total control.
This past summer Molly and friends fucked her a lot, usually at her house or Stephanie’s cottage. There was one specific instance she related in great detail; one night they took her way back in the woods, driving down some pig path of a narrow dirt road. They stripped her, tied her ankles and pissed on her. They told her they would drive about a mile down this dirt road and she’d have to walk down to find them. They gave her an hour and if she wasn’t there by then they were going home. All she had on was a pair of blue high heels. She untied her ankles and stumbled down the road in the dark, scared of night noises and the fear that they might not be there. She eventually found them but by then another car full of girls arrived and about eight of them fucked her. They gave her back her clothes and took her home.
After that, she told herself it was getting too weird and she better quit. She told them it was over and to leave her alone. The following weekend they simply barged into her house on Friday night, tied her up in her bedroom, took control of the place, made it “party central” and fucked her all weekend. She said girls and even some guys floated in and out all weekend, most of them fucking her and some just laughing at her. She didn’t have any idea who they all were and she doesn’t think Molly knew them all, either. Since then, like me, she doesn’t even think about trying to stop.
She says the sex is unbelievably good for her.
I told her about my situation, starting with meeting Jody 6 years ago and you taking control of me 2 years ago, meeting Lisa, serving at her party, about Brittany, and being given to black women. I related my experience with Brittany. I told her about Jody introducing me to Katrina, being controlled by both of them. and that I’d been used by about 100 women in 2 years. I also told her I’d become a total toilet and specifically that Molly had browned me. She’d heard that; Molly and Stephanie had used that as leverage over her. I mentioned specifically seeing Mavis and Daphne this week and them beating me as an example of how I’m used.
Linda wanted to see what my body looked like. I stripped and showed her. She went wild and was all over me in a heartbeat. I literally tore her clothes off and dove into her pussy which was flowing, as was mine. I ate her and she came in about 60 seconds. She ate me then we started doing 69 until we were exhausted. I asked for her panties and she told me to eat her ass and I could have them. I sucked on her hole while she frigged and dirty talked me about being such an ass slut.
We talked a little bit more. She thinks Stephanie is the real power and is the one who thinks up all the stuff to humiliate her and push her buttons. She even met Stephanie’s mom once, prearranged to look like a coincidence, but Stephanie planned it … they “bumped into each other” at the mall. Her mom seems unable to control Stephanie. She even went out to Stephanie’s house once and it’s obvious her parents are loaded.
She asked me if they’d made me flash in public, I said no. She warned me it’s their latest thing. Earlier this week they took her to a book store, short skirt, no panties, told her to squat down and browse books on the bottom shelf and do it until somebody saw her pussy. She had to act like it was an accident. They stood in the aisle and monitored her behavior. Two different people, one was a guy, the other a middle aged woman saw her. They (Molly’s girls and Linda) left immediately. I was in stitches.
We concluded there’s little we can do at this point except continue to be their fuck toys when they want some fun. She also suspects we may not been the only ones they humiliate.
I told her about Jody ordering me to send Mavis flowers and the note. She thought that was a riot and I ought to do it exactly as intended because I’m such a slut. While she played with my pussy, I went online using her computer, ordered flowers and dictated the note … thank you for beating me, spanking me and using me like the whore I am.
I frigged Linda off again, dressed and came home. We obviously do this again.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Nov 17, 2009: Mavis and Daphne
I got to Mavis house around 10, undressed in the garage like old times and entered naked carrying my toy bag. Mavis attitude towards me was somewhat cool which surprised me. She showed me that the baby cam was operating, focused on the cage in the basement, and sent me straight downstairs with my bag and told me to lock myself in the cage. I did. She came down and raised her skirt and pissed on me immediately. She had the blog I’d mailed to her about Molly last week and told me I was a reckless whore and would be punished when Daphne got there. She went upstairs and shortly afterwards, Daphne arrived.
Daphne came down alone and immediately began lauding over me verbally about how she relished seeing me again and how stupid I looked sitting in the cage like some animal. The more she talked the more humiliated I felt. She undressed, walked over to my cage and pissed on me and cackled about how much she enjoys doing that.
Mavis came down and I could see the vibes flowing between them. Mavis said there were two things I’d be punished for; one for being unavailable to her for so long and secondly, for seeing those white bitches again. She had Daphne unlock the cage and pull me out.
They roughly pushed me to the low table and had me kneel. Mavis began slapping my face, tits and ass. There was a look on her face of sternness which made me tremble. She grabbed my nipples and shook my tits up and down then side to side until I clutching for my tits and begging for mercy. She told me again what a despicable slut I was to fuck those white girls but in a way it gave her the perfect excuse to beat me. She and Daphne yanked my arms behind my back and tied my left wrist to my right elbow, and right wrist to left elbow then wrapped my forearms with rope. Daphne shoved me forward until my face was against the table; she shoved my knees apart and tied my ankles and lower legs to the sides of the table. The right side of my face was against the table.
Daphne showed me a yard stick and a ping pong paddle with a rubber nubby surface and told me she’d use both. She used the paddle first, beating each ass cheek thoroughly. She landed a few on my inner thighs also. By then I was groaning loudly with each stroke. Mavis wadded up Daphne’s panties, pushed them into my mouth and tied a piece of rope over the gag and around the back of my head. Daphne switched to the yard stick and began hitting my ass cheeks and thighs. Mavis grabbed my right nipple and attached a clothes pin then did the same with the left one. I hate clothes pins; Mavis knows that and I’m sure that’s why she chose them. She sat in a folding chair close to my face so she could see my agony. She told me it was time I suffered and told her niece to hit me harder. I was sweating and by now shedding tears.
The beating stopped for a few minutes and Mavis removed the gag so I could raise my upper body. She thrust a plastic cup filled with wine to my lips and told me to drain it. She peed into the empty cup then took my red ball gag and dunked it into the cup and then shoved the piss drenched gag into my mouth, buckling it behind my head. She grabbed the blindfold out of my toy bag and buckled that behind my head. Being both gagged and blindfolded made me shake with fear. I knew this was not going to be an average session. Daphne pushed my face back on the table.
I stayed like that for a few minutes while they talked about what they felt like doing. Mavis told her to start again. I sensed that Daphne moved directly behind me and began hitting my ass cheeks and hole. She cursed that the yardstick was too long to effectively hit my hole. Mavis told her to run upstairs and get a long wooden spoon out of a drawer in the kitchen. I heard Daphne bounding up the stairs and when she returned, she started hitting my hole and cunt again. I heard her laugh that the spoon was perfect. I jerked and shrieked into the gag. I yelled repeatedly into the gag. Mavis said, “More.” The sound of the wooden spoon hitting my sloppy cunt was almost sickening and the pain was worse.
They stopped. Mavis pulled my face off the table by pulling my hair until my upper body was parallel with the table top. She flicked the pins a few times and said these need to come off for a while. I nodded. She just didn’t open the pins and remove them, but grasped the ends and pulled slowly, stretching out my nipples until they popped off. Gawd that’s sadistic. She pinched both nipples, massaged my tits then told Daphne to hit them. I think Daphne used a leather bondage strap, I’m not sure, but she flailed away at my hanging tits until I was shrieking into the ball gag. To say it hurt is an understatement but it distracted my mind form thinking about how much my cunt ached.
They let me rest for a minute. They kept joking about my swollen cunt, called me a pain whore, kept sticking fingers in me and Daphne did a steady barrage of street talk about me. I sensed they were not through. Being blindfolded and gagged and tied with my ass up in the air made me feel like an object. I began to wonder how many or how long this would continue. My thoughts were interrupted by a belt hitting my cunt. I heard Daphne say that’s perfect and hit me several more times. Mavis released her grip on my hair and pushed my face back on the table. They pause for a moment while I got my breath.
I felt the something explode on my cunt again. Could have been the strap, I didn’t know at that point but she kept using it on my cunt and ass hole. I formed begging words but no one really paid attention. I screamed into the gag. Daphne alternated between my cunt, ass hole and inner thighs. I was crying, drooling, begging. This was borderline sadistic. Agony doesn’t begin to describe what I felt.
They took a break again. I hoped it was over but the swats on my cunt started again. I was yelling and begging. They ignored my protesting. This went on forever, more swats on my cunt then on my ass hole then my ass cheeks and thighs. Then there’d be a break to let me get my breath, and then it would start again. How many times I really don’t remember; it became a blur. I remember Mavis say keep going until she knows what her holes are good for.
Finally everything stopped. They removed the blindfold and gag. My face was lying in a small puddle of my own drool. Daphne came around to my face and showed me a strappy with a huge black dildo attached and said this is for white whores. I groaned. I lost track of how many times they stopped and started.
Daphne climbed on the table behind me and pushed the dildo into my swollen, raw cunt. I screamed immediately. She began fucking me. Mavis snickered and said she bet those white bitches can’t make me this way. Daphne fucked me until I came repeatedly. Mavis kept snickering, saying … look at the whore cumm. Daphne lubed my swollen throbbing ass hole. She shoved straight down into my ass hole slowly until the dildo felt like it was coming out my tummy, paused, then slowly began fucking my hole. I screamed.
She got off the table and shoved the dildo into my mouth. I really gagged from the stench. Mavis commented that I’m the only white slut she’s ever heard of who licks her own shit residue. She told Daphne to keep going and fuck every crevice of my mouth and she did, like it was some kind of inanimate object. Finally the fucking stopped. They untied me from the table but left my arms bound. I could feel their hands running over my ass, thighs cunt and hole inspecting their work. They let me kneel up, gave me more wine and helped me off the table to a kneeling position on the floor.
I ate Daphne’s pussy and ass, sucked her tits and licked her body, even her feet and behind her knees. I’m sure she came three times if not more. I sucked Mavis in much the same way and one gigantic cumm seemed to satisfy her. She looked at me sternly and said now I’d remember what my holes are for. She untied my arms and shoved me back in the cage.
They went upstairs for a long time while I tried to find a position inside the cage that didn’t bring my swollen ass and legs into play. I felt relieved that it was apparently over. I tried to think of a time when Mavis had been so mean. Eventually they both came down and pissed on me again. Now Mavis seemed content. Daphne had to go pick up the girls by 2. She told me she felt so good being able to help her aunt beat me, she pressed her pussy against the cage and had me lick her labia through the side of the cage.
I stayed in the cage until Mavis came down and told me it was about 4:00. She let me out and told me to clean up the basement and cage. I could barely walk. My movements were slow and painful and Mavis smirked that she had every intention of bringing me to this condition, she said she wanted everything I did over the next couple of days to remind me of this moment and what a totally used slut I was. I had no idea initially what her intentions were but I felt every bit of it now. When I finally cleaned the cage and straightened things out, she allowed me to use the laundry sink in the basement to clean myself off.
I wobbled back upstairs and despite my agony, I thanked her for being allowed once again to serve her. The look on her face was one of pure satisfaction; she told me to schedule some time next Tuesday with her and I promised I would.
I made my way out to the garage and dressed, then got in the car and left. Sitting in the car was extremely uncomfortable. When I got home I dashed off a note and then showered. This morning the bruises are there and I’m feeling extremely sore and stiff.
Daphne came down alone and immediately began lauding over me verbally about how she relished seeing me again and how stupid I looked sitting in the cage like some animal. The more she talked the more humiliated I felt. She undressed, walked over to my cage and pissed on me and cackled about how much she enjoys doing that.
Mavis came down and I could see the vibes flowing between them. Mavis said there were two things I’d be punished for; one for being unavailable to her for so long and secondly, for seeing those white bitches again. She had Daphne unlock the cage and pull me out.
They roughly pushed me to the low table and had me kneel. Mavis began slapping my face, tits and ass. There was a look on her face of sternness which made me tremble. She grabbed my nipples and shook my tits up and down then side to side until I clutching for my tits and begging for mercy. She told me again what a despicable slut I was to fuck those white girls but in a way it gave her the perfect excuse to beat me. She and Daphne yanked my arms behind my back and tied my left wrist to my right elbow, and right wrist to left elbow then wrapped my forearms with rope. Daphne shoved me forward until my face was against the table; she shoved my knees apart and tied my ankles and lower legs to the sides of the table. The right side of my face was against the table.
Daphne showed me a yard stick and a ping pong paddle with a rubber nubby surface and told me she’d use both. She used the paddle first, beating each ass cheek thoroughly. She landed a few on my inner thighs also. By then I was groaning loudly with each stroke. Mavis wadded up Daphne’s panties, pushed them into my mouth and tied a piece of rope over the gag and around the back of my head. Daphne switched to the yard stick and began hitting my ass cheeks and thighs. Mavis grabbed my right nipple and attached a clothes pin then did the same with the left one. I hate clothes pins; Mavis knows that and I’m sure that’s why she chose them. She sat in a folding chair close to my face so she could see my agony. She told me it was time I suffered and told her niece to hit me harder. I was sweating and by now shedding tears.
The beating stopped for a few minutes and Mavis removed the gag so I could raise my upper body. She thrust a plastic cup filled with wine to my lips and told me to drain it. She peed into the empty cup then took my red ball gag and dunked it into the cup and then shoved the piss drenched gag into my mouth, buckling it behind my head. She grabbed the blindfold out of my toy bag and buckled that behind my head. Being both gagged and blindfolded made me shake with fear. I knew this was not going to be an average session. Daphne pushed my face back on the table.
I stayed like that for a few minutes while they talked about what they felt like doing. Mavis told her to start again. I sensed that Daphne moved directly behind me and began hitting my ass cheeks and hole. She cursed that the yardstick was too long to effectively hit my hole. Mavis told her to run upstairs and get a long wooden spoon out of a drawer in the kitchen. I heard Daphne bounding up the stairs and when she returned, she started hitting my hole and cunt again. I heard her laugh that the spoon was perfect. I jerked and shrieked into the gag. I yelled repeatedly into the gag. Mavis said, “More.” The sound of the wooden spoon hitting my sloppy cunt was almost sickening and the pain was worse.
They stopped. Mavis pulled my face off the table by pulling my hair until my upper body was parallel with the table top. She flicked the pins a few times and said these need to come off for a while. I nodded. She just didn’t open the pins and remove them, but grasped the ends and pulled slowly, stretching out my nipples until they popped off. Gawd that’s sadistic. She pinched both nipples, massaged my tits then told Daphne to hit them. I think Daphne used a leather bondage strap, I’m not sure, but she flailed away at my hanging tits until I was shrieking into the ball gag. To say it hurt is an understatement but it distracted my mind form thinking about how much my cunt ached.
They let me rest for a minute. They kept joking about my swollen cunt, called me a pain whore, kept sticking fingers in me and Daphne did a steady barrage of street talk about me. I sensed they were not through. Being blindfolded and gagged and tied with my ass up in the air made me feel like an object. I began to wonder how many or how long this would continue. My thoughts were interrupted by a belt hitting my cunt. I heard Daphne say that’s perfect and hit me several more times. Mavis released her grip on my hair and pushed my face back on the table. They pause for a moment while I got my breath.
I felt the something explode on my cunt again. Could have been the strap, I didn’t know at that point but she kept using it on my cunt and ass hole. I formed begging words but no one really paid attention. I screamed into the gag. Daphne alternated between my cunt, ass hole and inner thighs. I was crying, drooling, begging. This was borderline sadistic. Agony doesn’t begin to describe what I felt.
They took a break again. I hoped it was over but the swats on my cunt started again. I was yelling and begging. They ignored my protesting. This went on forever, more swats on my cunt then on my ass hole then my ass cheeks and thighs. Then there’d be a break to let me get my breath, and then it would start again. How many times I really don’t remember; it became a blur. I remember Mavis say keep going until she knows what her holes are good for.
Finally everything stopped. They removed the blindfold and gag. My face was lying in a small puddle of my own drool. Daphne came around to my face and showed me a strappy with a huge black dildo attached and said this is for white whores. I groaned. I lost track of how many times they stopped and started.
Daphne climbed on the table behind me and pushed the dildo into my swollen, raw cunt. I screamed immediately. She began fucking me. Mavis snickered and said she bet those white bitches can’t make me this way. Daphne fucked me until I came repeatedly. Mavis kept snickering, saying … look at the whore cumm. Daphne lubed my swollen throbbing ass hole. She shoved straight down into my ass hole slowly until the dildo felt like it was coming out my tummy, paused, then slowly began fucking my hole. I screamed.
She got off the table and shoved the dildo into my mouth. I really gagged from the stench. Mavis commented that I’m the only white slut she’s ever heard of who licks her own shit residue. She told Daphne to keep going and fuck every crevice of my mouth and she did, like it was some kind of inanimate object. Finally the fucking stopped. They untied me from the table but left my arms bound. I could feel their hands running over my ass, thighs cunt and hole inspecting their work. They let me kneel up, gave me more wine and helped me off the table to a kneeling position on the floor.
I ate Daphne’s pussy and ass, sucked her tits and licked her body, even her feet and behind her knees. I’m sure she came three times if not more. I sucked Mavis in much the same way and one gigantic cumm seemed to satisfy her. She looked at me sternly and said now I’d remember what my holes are for. She untied my arms and shoved me back in the cage.
They went upstairs for a long time while I tried to find a position inside the cage that didn’t bring my swollen ass and legs into play. I felt relieved that it was apparently over. I tried to think of a time when Mavis had been so mean. Eventually they both came down and pissed on me again. Now Mavis seemed content. Daphne had to go pick up the girls by 2. She told me she felt so good being able to help her aunt beat me, she pressed her pussy against the cage and had me lick her labia through the side of the cage.
I stayed in the cage until Mavis came down and told me it was about 4:00. She let me out and told me to clean up the basement and cage. I could barely walk. My movements were slow and painful and Mavis smirked that she had every intention of bringing me to this condition, she said she wanted everything I did over the next couple of days to remind me of this moment and what a totally used slut I was. I had no idea initially what her intentions were but I felt every bit of it now. When I finally cleaned the cage and straightened things out, she allowed me to use the laundry sink in the basement to clean myself off.
I wobbled back upstairs and despite my agony, I thanked her for being allowed once again to serve her. The look on her face was one of pure satisfaction; she told me to schedule some time next Tuesday with her and I promised I would.
I made my way out to the garage and dressed, then got in the car and left. Sitting in the car was extremely uncomfortable. When I got home I dashed off a note and then showered. This morning the bruises are there and I’m feeling extremely sore and stiff.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Nov 10, 2009: Lake Cottage Again
Driving back to the cottage this morning, I realized my mood was 100% better than yesterday morning despite the gloomy weather and a steady rain. Part of it was my trepidation about meeting Linda yesterday but now it’s actually good to have someone else whom I know shares the same desires to serve younger; that pseudo mom daughter relationship.
I stopped at a grocery and picked up several frozen pizzas, a few other things and beer as Molly had demanded. By the time I arrived at the cottage, rain was pouring.
I could hear laughing inside as soon as I stepped out of my car. When I entered, I did a mental head count of who was here … Molly, Stephanie, Rhonda, Kristen, Cristal, Mattie, Kaitlin and Courtney. From the crew that was here yesterday, only Ashley was missing. Linda of course was there. In fact she was nude, hands cuffed behind her, a plug in her ass and holding a carrot sideways in her mouth. When I looked closer her breasts were streaked with faint red marks like they’d been whipped. Yet she was laughing, running through the living and dining room area with Cristal chasing her with a can of redi-whip relentlessly squirting her. I thought oh fuck, this is going to be a different day. Cristal had on pajama shorts, no bra or top, and the other girls were in pj’s, bra and panties or a sweatshirt and panties. Nobody was fully dressed which didn’t surprise me. I dropped the items from the grocery store on the counter and Rhonda yelled at me to put some pizzas in the oven; they wanted food. So I did and poured myself wine.
Kaitlin came over and rubbed her chunky body against me; she in a loose pajama top and boxer shorts. She pushed me to my knees, me still in the raincoat and clothes. I shucked the raincoat and pulled her shorts down and kissed her sweet sex. Somebody filled my cup of wine again, thrust it into my hand and I ate Kaitlin and sipped wine. The combination was strangely intoxicating. As I ate her, I could hear the shouting from Cristal, laughing from some others, and the swish of the whipped cream spurting out of the redi-whip can. Kaitlin came and squirted on my face and for that matter, over my clothes, which I was trying to wiggle off my body.
I still didn’t know why Linda was in the fix she was. Molly came over and helped me shed my clothes. Then her pussy replaced Kaitlin’s at my face and Rhonda moved behind me and started playfully swatting my butt with a metal spatula.
We stopped when the oven timer went off and ate pizza and a bunch of odds and ends they’d accumulated during their stay. That gave me a chance to cozy up to Linda, who was now free of her handcuffs, and quietly ask why she was being chased by Cristal. Apparently, Linda was supposed to bring some sex videos but she forgot and Kristen, Cristal and Stephanie were tormenting her for bad behavior. This morning before I arrived they’d pursued the internet on a website and found some on a site called xhamster tube8, and you porn or something.
Molly sounded off with a bright idea that they divide up the sluts into two teams. The eight of them huddled together and discussed who would have charge of each of us. There was some bickering back and forth. While they jousted, Linda and I build a fire in the fireplace. I noticed there were blankets and sleeping bags strewn all over the place and obviously, with only two bedrooms sleeping accommodations were find what you could.
All of them came into the living room, plopped down on sofas and sleeping bags and announced their decision. Ultimately, the way it came out, Stephanie, Rhonda, Kaitlin and Mattie would be in charge of me; Molly, Kristen, Cristal and Courtney would be in charge of Linda. Molly and Stephanie would be the team captains.
Naively, I asked, so what do we do? Molly's answer was whatever they think of.
They put Linda and me on our knees. Stephanie tied my hands behind my back and Molly tied Linda’s the same way. We were blindfolded with strips of cloth. The deal was we each had to eat each girl on our team and after we’d done all four, we had to identify in order whose pussy we ate. I thought, oh crap. Stephanie verbally guided me, knee walking, in the direction where she, Rhonda, Kaitlin and Mattie sat. I figured they’d all changed places. My face was pushed into a pussy. I tried to conjure up every clue I could, particularly body type general frame and what I remembered of who was trimmed or smooth. I knew I was eating Kaitlin and I tucked that away in my brain and went to the next one.
To my right I could hear Linda sucking on someone. All of them laughed, made insinuating remarks, and I could imagine how two grown women, blindfolded, tied and on their knees sucking teen pussy, looked to this group of princesses. Part of me was in ecstasy and part of me was mortified at how easily I’d fallen into this perversity. When I finished all four I had to state the order that I thought I ate my team. I blurted out Kaitlin, Stephanie, Rhonda and Mattie. No one said anything except ass licking was next. They all changed places again; in fact as I found out the hard way, they’d positioned themselves all over the living and dining room. To guide me in the right direction, one of them would whack my butt cheek. If it was a whack on the right cheek, that meant I needed to turn more to the right, etc. trust me, I was working up a sweat knee walking all over the place. I assumed Linda was doing the same. The first ass I ate, they told me to identify it, I said Rhonda’s, they whacked me with the crop and said wrong. It was Mattie’s.
When it was over, I’d identified all the pussies correctly, but I blew it on identifying the asses. I got Stephanie’s correct and that was it. We waited a few minutes until Linda finished. She identified each pussy correctly and guessed two asses correctly. She won; I lost. They untied us, removed the blindfolds, and decided my penalty for losing was I had to eat Linda’s ass.
Linda started out on her knees, ass pushed back at me, her upper body draped flat on the sofa. Most of the girls were standing around us, drinking, eating munchies and having me make piggy noises. I felt depraved even before I started. I spread her cheeks but before I touched her hole I had to ask her for permission to eat her asshole. I was totally humiliated. Linda loved this; I was making a spectacle of myself licking her ass and probing her with my tongue. Stephanie picked up the crop and beat my ass, jeering at me to go deeper. Linda eventually came though later she told me she was deliberately holding back. I knew she was.
They decided eating Linda wasn’t enough punishment for losing; in fact they thought I might have lost intentionally just to eat her. (Obviously I didn’t: the punishment for the loser hadn’t even been decided when we started.) They told Cristal, little devil that she is, that she got to decide the rest of my punishment. I freaking knew I was in trouble because by then I could tell she had a fondness for Linda and I was probably going to pay dearly. She tied a rope around my neck, tried to act tough and boss me around and led me into the bathroom. When she told me to kneel in the tub and Stephanie closed the tub drain, I knew what was coming.
Fist they let Linda piss on me and she delighted in drenching me head to cunt. I had to thank her. Cristal went next and aimed at my face. I closed my eyes and took it, then thanked her. Mattie and Rhonda pissed on me at the same time. After that the order they pissed me is blurred but I remember one of them pissing in my hair and Courtney standing over me, one foot on each side of the tub, holding on to the shower head and pissing straight down on me. By now there wasn’t an inch of me that wasn’t soaked with pee. Mattie had me turn back around and face her as she wiggled her pixie body back and forth spraying me. I was shaking. Molly had me lie on my back in the tub which by now was a puddle of golden pee. She had me pull my knees back and aimed her spray mostly at my cunt and asshole. Stephanie groused that my body was soaked and the only place left was my mouth. She told me to open my mouth. I don’t know how much of hers filled my mouth but it was a lot and brought tons of laughter. When they’d all pissed, they had me throw my legs back more over my head and piss. I laid there like some idiot and asked if I could get out now. Molly said if I rolled around in it first they’d let me out. I remember looking up into this array of sneering faces and rolling side to side while I listened to their snide remarks about how nasty I was.
I reached for a towel to wipe myself off but was told that wasn’t in their plan. They decided the only way I was going to get cleaned off was to go outside in the pouring rain and let nature wash me off. I looked at them like they were crazy. It was mid afternoon, though a gray and gloomy day, still way too much daylight to be safe. I protested and begged. Stephanie stepped in and said this is her fucking cottage and she’ll be the judge of what’s right. Not only did she demand I go outside, she told me to go out the back door and run down to the lake and back. My eyes caged wide open in disbelief. I balked at doing it. I said it was too risky. Stephanie said it’s a weekday in November, a crummy day and probably nobody else is up here, so it’s okay. Plus, she'd call her mother and tell her I was her sex slave and was taking advantage of her and her mom would come up here and kick my ass. I went bananas. Kristen and Molly said they’d do the same thing.
I stood there pale as a ghost thinking this insanity had gone too far. But Stephanie, taking the rope Cristal had tied around my neck, tugged me toward the back of the house and opened the sliding door. I looked at the distance between the deck and the lake; I’d guess its 200-300 feet, mostly through woods, trees mostly stripped of leaves. There are other cottages around. They shoved me out on the deck; I immediately felt the chill and the rain on me. Stephanie said go run to the lake and back. I begged once more not too. They said do it now or they’ll lock the door and won’t let me back inside and tell their moms. I though fuck; this is getting worst by the minute. Concluding I had no choices, I started running naked to the lake through a pouring rain. I was barefooted and stumbled once, rolling in mud and leaves. I got up and started again praying no one was looking; if anyone was at their door, they’d see me. I made it to the lake and started back, cold rain was washing pee off and that’s the only solace in doing what I was doing. I made it back to the deck. They opened the door and I stepped inside. Linda gave me a towel and nudged me toward the fireplace. They girls were in stitches.
I stood in front of the fire and dried off. Linda got me a stiff drink and kissed me, whispered in my ear she almost was envious of what a brazen hussy I was. For a few minutes we sat around doing nothing except talking until I dried out and felt some warmth come back into my system. The fire helped but the laughing never ceased.
They girls constantly tossed ideas back and forth. They grabbed two empty beer bottles, handed each of us one and told us to masturbate while they thought of some more things. Linda and I faced each other in front of the fireplace, legs wide apart. She easily slid her bottle into her cunt and began twirling it around. I had to rub myself a few times to build some moisture back up and worked my bottle in me. They told us to make this interesting and talk about the nastiest things we’d ever done and what whores we were. I found it easier to look Molly straight in the eyes and tell her how I had become a complete whore for her and her friends. Molly laughed and said, she’d show me a real whore and that I needed more time ass sucking. She went to Linda, shoved her back on a sleeping bag and face sat her while Linda continued fucking herself. She told someone to get an ass in my face; Courtney did and I sucked and tongued her hole. I heard Linda cumming and Molly as well. I waited until Courtney came then I did, too. .
They went to the kitchen and whispered back and forth some more, finally they came back with handfuls of rope from my toy bag. Their idea was to have us put on a show by struggling to get loose and whoever could get free first, if indeed we could at all, would be the winner. To make it fair, Molly's girls would tie me; Stephanie’s would tie Linda.
Molly and her girls, Courtney, Kristen and Cristal began tying me and Stephanie and the remaining girls tied Linda. My heart was doing flip-flops. They used bunches of ropes, tying hands behind us, elbows, and then did a cunt rope and finally ankles and legs together. We were both lying on the floor. I sensed I had an advantage. The few times in the past when Molly or Stephanie tied me up, Stephanie was much more effective than Molly. I even pressed my palms as far apart as I could when Molly and Kristen were tying me; I was determined not to lose again.
We started struggling; and for a while did everything possible to get loose. Since we were still in front of the fireplace, the heat from the fire added to the intensity of our actions and made us break out in beads of perspiration. I underestimated Kristen’s skills with rope and it was agonizing. I took a break to refocus and Stephanie hit my butt and left tit with the crop, prodding me to continue. Cristal squirted me with the redi-whip can. Yucky. After Gawd knows how long, I could finally feel my hands loosening. Linda as far as I could tell had made zero progress and was being whipped repeatedly. I was glistening with sweat and melted whipped cream, took a breather, endured more whippings on my tits and back and started again. This time I slipped one hand out and began working the other out. I tore off the crotch rope which was irritating the dickens out of me, and untied my legs and ankles. I cheered for myself and laughed at Linda who hadn’t accomplished a thing. Kaitlin, Rhonda and Mattie came over and pushed me down and gave me a reward, which was a generous sample of their tits, pussies and asses.
Linda never got free. By now we knew the punishment and poor Linda was dragged to the bathroom and unceremoniously lifted into the bathtub. I wasted no time in drenching her still bound body with pee and watched as the others, one by one, did to her what they’d done to me hours earlier. They had me untie Linda. She and I exchanged a deep lingering kiss. Some of the girls separated us and prodded Linda to the sliding door leading out to the patio. When she was told to run naked to the lake and back, she voiced the same trepidation as I did earlier. Stephanie let her know that old sluts should consider it a privilege to make a spectacle of themselves for such young mistresses. Linda pleaded but all that accomplished was them wrestling her to the floor, lubing her ass and sticking a plug in her, then they pulled her up and said “run.” Linda did. I got a good view of her running through the rain in fading daylight making an ass of her self much the same way I did earlier. Strangely I found it erotic.
I dried Linda off in much the same manner as she did me. I took excessive liberties with her pussy and nipples and began sucking her tits; I don’t know exactly why. Kaitlin, Rhonda and Courtney separated us and said if I wanted to suck somebody’s tits it’d be theirs. I gladly reached up and nursed from her breasts, then did Kaitlin's in the same way. I caught a glimpse of Linda on the floor with one of them straddling her face. It went on like that for a while; both Linda and I serving them in no particular manner and coaxing cumm after cumm from them with our mouths, fingers and a dildo. I don’t recall the order but I know I crawled to each of them. I felt like a horny bitch in heat. While I was on all fours, Molly got the strappy and penetrated my ass. She fucked me and asked me whose girl I was; I said I belong to all of you. I was literally yelling it out. I was eating Courtney’s ass at the time and telling her I would worship her ass forever. Courtney made the comment that Linda and I needed to live together in a big house so they and their friends could live there and let us be their maids and fuck toys. I came when she said that.
What daylight there was on such a gloomy day was fading. I sensed I needed to go and asked permission to leave. Molly said not until she gets sucked again, so I ate her for what had to be the 10th time in two days. Before I left I asked for panties. Mattie and Rhonda gave me theirs. Kaitlin asked where I live and I told her in general terms. She laughed and said she knows exactly where I live. I was dumbfounded and asked her how she knew that. She smirked more and said she wouldn’t tell me.
I cleaned off some and dressed, then went to the living room to thank them. A couple of them were also getting their things together and Linda decided she needed to leave also. I went back to Molly and Stephanie and thanked them for the last two days and I promised to be more available in the future. We all hugged, I gathered up my toys and left.
I stopped at a grocery and picked up several frozen pizzas, a few other things and beer as Molly had demanded. By the time I arrived at the cottage, rain was pouring.
I could hear laughing inside as soon as I stepped out of my car. When I entered, I did a mental head count of who was here … Molly, Stephanie, Rhonda, Kristen, Cristal, Mattie, Kaitlin and Courtney. From the crew that was here yesterday, only Ashley was missing. Linda of course was there. In fact she was nude, hands cuffed behind her, a plug in her ass and holding a carrot sideways in her mouth. When I looked closer her breasts were streaked with faint red marks like they’d been whipped. Yet she was laughing, running through the living and dining room area with Cristal chasing her with a can of redi-whip relentlessly squirting her. I thought oh fuck, this is going to be a different day. Cristal had on pajama shorts, no bra or top, and the other girls were in pj’s, bra and panties or a sweatshirt and panties. Nobody was fully dressed which didn’t surprise me. I dropped the items from the grocery store on the counter and Rhonda yelled at me to put some pizzas in the oven; they wanted food. So I did and poured myself wine.
Kaitlin came over and rubbed her chunky body against me; she in a loose pajama top and boxer shorts. She pushed me to my knees, me still in the raincoat and clothes. I shucked the raincoat and pulled her shorts down and kissed her sweet sex. Somebody filled my cup of wine again, thrust it into my hand and I ate Kaitlin and sipped wine. The combination was strangely intoxicating. As I ate her, I could hear the shouting from Cristal, laughing from some others, and the swish of the whipped cream spurting out of the redi-whip can. Kaitlin came and squirted on my face and for that matter, over my clothes, which I was trying to wiggle off my body.
I still didn’t know why Linda was in the fix she was. Molly came over and helped me shed my clothes. Then her pussy replaced Kaitlin’s at my face and Rhonda moved behind me and started playfully swatting my butt with a metal spatula.
We stopped when the oven timer went off and ate pizza and a bunch of odds and ends they’d accumulated during their stay. That gave me a chance to cozy up to Linda, who was now free of her handcuffs, and quietly ask why she was being chased by Cristal. Apparently, Linda was supposed to bring some sex videos but she forgot and Kristen, Cristal and Stephanie were tormenting her for bad behavior. This morning before I arrived they’d pursued the internet on a website and found some on a site called xhamster tube8, and you porn or something.
Molly sounded off with a bright idea that they divide up the sluts into two teams. The eight of them huddled together and discussed who would have charge of each of us. There was some bickering back and forth. While they jousted, Linda and I build a fire in the fireplace. I noticed there were blankets and sleeping bags strewn all over the place and obviously, with only two bedrooms sleeping accommodations were find what you could.
All of them came into the living room, plopped down on sofas and sleeping bags and announced their decision. Ultimately, the way it came out, Stephanie, Rhonda, Kaitlin and Mattie would be in charge of me; Molly, Kristen, Cristal and Courtney would be in charge of Linda. Molly and Stephanie would be the team captains.
Naively, I asked, so what do we do? Molly's answer was whatever they think of.
They put Linda and me on our knees. Stephanie tied my hands behind my back and Molly tied Linda’s the same way. We were blindfolded with strips of cloth. The deal was we each had to eat each girl on our team and after we’d done all four, we had to identify in order whose pussy we ate. I thought, oh crap. Stephanie verbally guided me, knee walking, in the direction where she, Rhonda, Kaitlin and Mattie sat. I figured they’d all changed places. My face was pushed into a pussy. I tried to conjure up every clue I could, particularly body type general frame and what I remembered of who was trimmed or smooth. I knew I was eating Kaitlin and I tucked that away in my brain and went to the next one.
To my right I could hear Linda sucking on someone. All of them laughed, made insinuating remarks, and I could imagine how two grown women, blindfolded, tied and on their knees sucking teen pussy, looked to this group of princesses. Part of me was in ecstasy and part of me was mortified at how easily I’d fallen into this perversity. When I finished all four I had to state the order that I thought I ate my team. I blurted out Kaitlin, Stephanie, Rhonda and Mattie. No one said anything except ass licking was next. They all changed places again; in fact as I found out the hard way, they’d positioned themselves all over the living and dining room. To guide me in the right direction, one of them would whack my butt cheek. If it was a whack on the right cheek, that meant I needed to turn more to the right, etc. trust me, I was working up a sweat knee walking all over the place. I assumed Linda was doing the same. The first ass I ate, they told me to identify it, I said Rhonda’s, they whacked me with the crop and said wrong. It was Mattie’s.
When it was over, I’d identified all the pussies correctly, but I blew it on identifying the asses. I got Stephanie’s correct and that was it. We waited a few minutes until Linda finished. She identified each pussy correctly and guessed two asses correctly. She won; I lost. They untied us, removed the blindfolds, and decided my penalty for losing was I had to eat Linda’s ass.
Linda started out on her knees, ass pushed back at me, her upper body draped flat on the sofa. Most of the girls were standing around us, drinking, eating munchies and having me make piggy noises. I felt depraved even before I started. I spread her cheeks but before I touched her hole I had to ask her for permission to eat her asshole. I was totally humiliated. Linda loved this; I was making a spectacle of myself licking her ass and probing her with my tongue. Stephanie picked up the crop and beat my ass, jeering at me to go deeper. Linda eventually came though later she told me she was deliberately holding back. I knew she was.
They decided eating Linda wasn’t enough punishment for losing; in fact they thought I might have lost intentionally just to eat her. (Obviously I didn’t: the punishment for the loser hadn’t even been decided when we started.) They told Cristal, little devil that she is, that she got to decide the rest of my punishment. I freaking knew I was in trouble because by then I could tell she had a fondness for Linda and I was probably going to pay dearly. She tied a rope around my neck, tried to act tough and boss me around and led me into the bathroom. When she told me to kneel in the tub and Stephanie closed the tub drain, I knew what was coming.
Fist they let Linda piss on me and she delighted in drenching me head to cunt. I had to thank her. Cristal went next and aimed at my face. I closed my eyes and took it, then thanked her. Mattie and Rhonda pissed on me at the same time. After that the order they pissed me is blurred but I remember one of them pissing in my hair and Courtney standing over me, one foot on each side of the tub, holding on to the shower head and pissing straight down on me. By now there wasn’t an inch of me that wasn’t soaked with pee. Mattie had me turn back around and face her as she wiggled her pixie body back and forth spraying me. I was shaking. Molly had me lie on my back in the tub which by now was a puddle of golden pee. She had me pull my knees back and aimed her spray mostly at my cunt and asshole. Stephanie groused that my body was soaked and the only place left was my mouth. She told me to open my mouth. I don’t know how much of hers filled my mouth but it was a lot and brought tons of laughter. When they’d all pissed, they had me throw my legs back more over my head and piss. I laid there like some idiot and asked if I could get out now. Molly said if I rolled around in it first they’d let me out. I remember looking up into this array of sneering faces and rolling side to side while I listened to their snide remarks about how nasty I was.
I reached for a towel to wipe myself off but was told that wasn’t in their plan. They decided the only way I was going to get cleaned off was to go outside in the pouring rain and let nature wash me off. I looked at them like they were crazy. It was mid afternoon, though a gray and gloomy day, still way too much daylight to be safe. I protested and begged. Stephanie stepped in and said this is her fucking cottage and she’ll be the judge of what’s right. Not only did she demand I go outside, she told me to go out the back door and run down to the lake and back. My eyes caged wide open in disbelief. I balked at doing it. I said it was too risky. Stephanie said it’s a weekday in November, a crummy day and probably nobody else is up here, so it’s okay. Plus, she'd call her mother and tell her I was her sex slave and was taking advantage of her and her mom would come up here and kick my ass. I went bananas. Kristen and Molly said they’d do the same thing.
I stood there pale as a ghost thinking this insanity had gone too far. But Stephanie, taking the rope Cristal had tied around my neck, tugged me toward the back of the house and opened the sliding door. I looked at the distance between the deck and the lake; I’d guess its 200-300 feet, mostly through woods, trees mostly stripped of leaves. There are other cottages around. They shoved me out on the deck; I immediately felt the chill and the rain on me. Stephanie said go run to the lake and back. I begged once more not too. They said do it now or they’ll lock the door and won’t let me back inside and tell their moms. I though fuck; this is getting worst by the minute. Concluding I had no choices, I started running naked to the lake through a pouring rain. I was barefooted and stumbled once, rolling in mud and leaves. I got up and started again praying no one was looking; if anyone was at their door, they’d see me. I made it to the lake and started back, cold rain was washing pee off and that’s the only solace in doing what I was doing. I made it back to the deck. They opened the door and I stepped inside. Linda gave me a towel and nudged me toward the fireplace. They girls were in stitches.
I stood in front of the fire and dried off. Linda got me a stiff drink and kissed me, whispered in my ear she almost was envious of what a brazen hussy I was. For a few minutes we sat around doing nothing except talking until I dried out and felt some warmth come back into my system. The fire helped but the laughing never ceased.
They girls constantly tossed ideas back and forth. They grabbed two empty beer bottles, handed each of us one and told us to masturbate while they thought of some more things. Linda and I faced each other in front of the fireplace, legs wide apart. She easily slid her bottle into her cunt and began twirling it around. I had to rub myself a few times to build some moisture back up and worked my bottle in me. They told us to make this interesting and talk about the nastiest things we’d ever done and what whores we were. I found it easier to look Molly straight in the eyes and tell her how I had become a complete whore for her and her friends. Molly laughed and said, she’d show me a real whore and that I needed more time ass sucking. She went to Linda, shoved her back on a sleeping bag and face sat her while Linda continued fucking herself. She told someone to get an ass in my face; Courtney did and I sucked and tongued her hole. I heard Linda cumming and Molly as well. I waited until Courtney came then I did, too. .
They went to the kitchen and whispered back and forth some more, finally they came back with handfuls of rope from my toy bag. Their idea was to have us put on a show by struggling to get loose and whoever could get free first, if indeed we could at all, would be the winner. To make it fair, Molly's girls would tie me; Stephanie’s would tie Linda.
Molly and her girls, Courtney, Kristen and Cristal began tying me and Stephanie and the remaining girls tied Linda. My heart was doing flip-flops. They used bunches of ropes, tying hands behind us, elbows, and then did a cunt rope and finally ankles and legs together. We were both lying on the floor. I sensed I had an advantage. The few times in the past when Molly or Stephanie tied me up, Stephanie was much more effective than Molly. I even pressed my palms as far apart as I could when Molly and Kristen were tying me; I was determined not to lose again.
We started struggling; and for a while did everything possible to get loose. Since we were still in front of the fireplace, the heat from the fire added to the intensity of our actions and made us break out in beads of perspiration. I underestimated Kristen’s skills with rope and it was agonizing. I took a break to refocus and Stephanie hit my butt and left tit with the crop, prodding me to continue. Cristal squirted me with the redi-whip can. Yucky. After Gawd knows how long, I could finally feel my hands loosening. Linda as far as I could tell had made zero progress and was being whipped repeatedly. I was glistening with sweat and melted whipped cream, took a breather, endured more whippings on my tits and back and started again. This time I slipped one hand out and began working the other out. I tore off the crotch rope which was irritating the dickens out of me, and untied my legs and ankles. I cheered for myself and laughed at Linda who hadn’t accomplished a thing. Kaitlin, Rhonda and Mattie came over and pushed me down and gave me a reward, which was a generous sample of their tits, pussies and asses.
Linda never got free. By now we knew the punishment and poor Linda was dragged to the bathroom and unceremoniously lifted into the bathtub. I wasted no time in drenching her still bound body with pee and watched as the others, one by one, did to her what they’d done to me hours earlier. They had me untie Linda. She and I exchanged a deep lingering kiss. Some of the girls separated us and prodded Linda to the sliding door leading out to the patio. When she was told to run naked to the lake and back, she voiced the same trepidation as I did earlier. Stephanie let her know that old sluts should consider it a privilege to make a spectacle of themselves for such young mistresses. Linda pleaded but all that accomplished was them wrestling her to the floor, lubing her ass and sticking a plug in her, then they pulled her up and said “run.” Linda did. I got a good view of her running through the rain in fading daylight making an ass of her self much the same way I did earlier. Strangely I found it erotic.
I dried Linda off in much the same manner as she did me. I took excessive liberties with her pussy and nipples and began sucking her tits; I don’t know exactly why. Kaitlin, Rhonda and Courtney separated us and said if I wanted to suck somebody’s tits it’d be theirs. I gladly reached up and nursed from her breasts, then did Kaitlin's in the same way. I caught a glimpse of Linda on the floor with one of them straddling her face. It went on like that for a while; both Linda and I serving them in no particular manner and coaxing cumm after cumm from them with our mouths, fingers and a dildo. I don’t recall the order but I know I crawled to each of them. I felt like a horny bitch in heat. While I was on all fours, Molly got the strappy and penetrated my ass. She fucked me and asked me whose girl I was; I said I belong to all of you. I was literally yelling it out. I was eating Courtney’s ass at the time and telling her I would worship her ass forever. Courtney made the comment that Linda and I needed to live together in a big house so they and their friends could live there and let us be their maids and fuck toys. I came when she said that.
What daylight there was on such a gloomy day was fading. I sensed I needed to go and asked permission to leave. Molly said not until she gets sucked again, so I ate her for what had to be the 10th time in two days. Before I left I asked for panties. Mattie and Rhonda gave me theirs. Kaitlin asked where I live and I told her in general terms. She laughed and said she knows exactly where I live. I was dumbfounded and asked her how she knew that. She smirked more and said she wouldn’t tell me.
I cleaned off some and dressed, then went to the living room to thank them. A couple of them were also getting their things together and Linda decided she needed to leave also. I went back to Molly and Stephanie and thanked them for the last two days and I promised to be more available in the future. We all hugged, I gathered up my toys and left.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Nov 9, 2009: At Stephanie’s Cottage
(To help you through this; Molly, Stephanie, Rhonda, Kristen, Cristal were there. New girls were Ashley, Kaitlin, and Courtney, Mattie, all about 16-17.)
When I arrived at the cottage, there were 4 cars in the yard, parked under the trees. That made me nervous but I grabbed my grocery bag and the two 6-packs and went in. Stephanie and Rhonda greeted me. I stuck the beer in the fridge, poured myself some wine. They introduced me to Ashley, 16, several inches taller than me and Kaitlin, a chunky brunette. All of them hovered around me, kidding me and feeling me up with Ashley and Kaitlin seemingly making observations about how free they were with me, which was somewhat embarrassing to me. They picked at me to get my clothes off but at the moment, I really didn’t feel like it.
I sipped my wine, poured another one and tried to find some other line of conversation. All the while I could hear moans coming from the bedroom. Stephanie said that’s Molly, Kristen and Cristal fucking with Linda. Stephanie yelled back to Molly that the other slut, referring to me, was here.
Molly came out naked, a beer in her hand and literally jumped into my arms, wrapping her arms and legs around me and in the process, sloshing my glass of wine all over me. She said they had a score to settle with me from back in the summer when I wouldn’t let them have a hotel party with all their friends. In a matter of minutes she, Stephanie and Rhonda had me half naked and pulled me to one of the two couches in the living room, the girls I just met, Ashley and Kaitlin, going “woo hoo.” Before I could say stop, please or anything, I was on the sofa with Molly pouncing on my face grinding her pussy into my face and bitching at me to stop being so prudish. They had my left leg pulled up over the back of the sofa, the right one on the floor and someone’s hand pawing at my pussy. Somehow in all this tumbling and jousting around, I ended up with the upper part of my body on the floor, my hips on the sofa, legs spreads apart, Molly still straddling my face and an endless series of hands and fingers poking into my cunt in what I can only call an impromptu cluster fuck. I’d been coaxed out of the rest of my clothes. Stephanie followed Molly over my face.
They pulled and slid me across the floor over to the dining room table which is basically a large wooden lacquered picnic table, chairs on one side and a bench on the other. I was on the table, on my back and by this time Kaitlin who was wearing only her bra was riding my face, my legs dangling off the end of the table. All I could see was Kaitlin’s pussy in my face but I felt my arms held against the table and someone trying to tie my wrist which was unsuccessful. I was gasping and groaning into Kaitlin's pussy as she ripped off one cumm after another plus copious amounts of squirt.
One of them, Rhonda, I think, yelled into the bedroom where the rest of the fucking was going on, for them to hurry up and get in here. I remember looking up and seeing Kristen and Cristal along with their other slut, Linda, looking down at me and laughing. Linda was naked and I got a quick glance at her body, probably b-cup breasts and a little bit hippy, but definitely well put together. Some of them forced Linda on me and told her to kiss her slut sister. Linda crawled up on the table and pressed her body over mine and we kissed and I smelled their goo all over her face and lips. All I could think of what a fucking way to meet somebody.
About this time two more girls came in. I had no idea who they were. They distributed beers to all the others and at this time I didn’t know how many girls were there, or how many more would come. Later I’d find out these two were Courtney and Mattie.
They were calling us “hot mommas” and a bunch of things. The more Linda and I kissed the more they cheered us on. Linda spun around and positioned her cunt over my face and buried her face in mine. The cheering turned to shouts and insults and I felt their hands pushing us together, pinching, and all that. With Linda mashing me to the table there wasn’t a whole lot that I could do other than eat her as she was me. We 69’ed until I came and then I sucked Linda off. It was like making love with a group of girls leading cheers.
Somebody slipped a strappy or a dildo in me, fucking my cunt in earnest. I could hear all kinds of laughter. I was kissing Linda’s pussy when someone shoved a rubber cock into her pussy and began fucking her. I’m not sure who was doing what but both of us on the table gave me this weird sensation of being a centerpiece.
It would be difficult to say who was in charge at this point, Molly, Stephanie, Rhonda or all of them. It was like fucking by group consensus. I was gasping for breath because being squashed under Linda’s body and against the table wasn’t exactly the most pleasant feeling. Eventually Linda got off and it was only then I realized I was sweating and also drenched in her sweat. Linda was pulled down on the floor and eating some body. Kristen climbed on the table and pressed her panty clad pussy at my face, pulled the fabric aside and had me lick her. She pissed on me and laughed her ass off doing it. Also I realized Stephanie was now standing between my legs dangling off the table and fucking me. Cristal was going to follow her older sister but Molly and another girl pulled me off the table and onto the polished wood floor beside Linda. Rhonda sat on the couch and I was on all fours in front of the sofa eating her then Cristal and Ashley. That much I remember. Ashley is very distinguishable because she has such an athletic body and powerful thighs. I’m sure she must be a soccer player or something.
I’m fairly positive that in this first couple of hours I ate every one of them. At one point, they took a break and had Linda and me making sandwiches for them. Afterwards they herded us both to the bathroom and had us get in the tub on our knees facing each other, hugging and kissing and fingering each other. That’s when the real pissing started. A couple of them would stand beside the tub or up on the edge of the tub and piss on us while we frigged each other. We were a total mess but I’ll tell you, it was hot.
Molly stuck her ass back and had Linda suck it then me, her goal was to determine who the best ass sucking slut mom was. I don’t think she ever intended to find out but both Linda and I did our best. Obviously that brought out another element and before long there was a constant parade of asses stuck back over the tub encouraging us to lick. I don’t think every girl there participated in this but I’d say I licked 6-7 asses and Linda the same. I could be wrong; possibly I did them all but I don’t think so. You have to realize by this time, I’d had about a full bottle of wine, was covered in sticky piss and the bathroom was a parade of girls coming in and out. My mind was in overload.
Not too much happened after that. Both of us cleaned up and I left around 4.
When I arrived at the cottage, there were 4 cars in the yard, parked under the trees. That made me nervous but I grabbed my grocery bag and the two 6-packs and went in. Stephanie and Rhonda greeted me. I stuck the beer in the fridge, poured myself some wine. They introduced me to Ashley, 16, several inches taller than me and Kaitlin, a chunky brunette. All of them hovered around me, kidding me and feeling me up with Ashley and Kaitlin seemingly making observations about how free they were with me, which was somewhat embarrassing to me. They picked at me to get my clothes off but at the moment, I really didn’t feel like it.
I sipped my wine, poured another one and tried to find some other line of conversation. All the while I could hear moans coming from the bedroom. Stephanie said that’s Molly, Kristen and Cristal fucking with Linda. Stephanie yelled back to Molly that the other slut, referring to me, was here.
Molly came out naked, a beer in her hand and literally jumped into my arms, wrapping her arms and legs around me and in the process, sloshing my glass of wine all over me. She said they had a score to settle with me from back in the summer when I wouldn’t let them have a hotel party with all their friends. In a matter of minutes she, Stephanie and Rhonda had me half naked and pulled me to one of the two couches in the living room, the girls I just met, Ashley and Kaitlin, going “woo hoo.” Before I could say stop, please or anything, I was on the sofa with Molly pouncing on my face grinding her pussy into my face and bitching at me to stop being so prudish. They had my left leg pulled up over the back of the sofa, the right one on the floor and someone’s hand pawing at my pussy. Somehow in all this tumbling and jousting around, I ended up with the upper part of my body on the floor, my hips on the sofa, legs spreads apart, Molly still straddling my face and an endless series of hands and fingers poking into my cunt in what I can only call an impromptu cluster fuck. I’d been coaxed out of the rest of my clothes. Stephanie followed Molly over my face.
They pulled and slid me across the floor over to the dining room table which is basically a large wooden lacquered picnic table, chairs on one side and a bench on the other. I was on the table, on my back and by this time Kaitlin who was wearing only her bra was riding my face, my legs dangling off the end of the table. All I could see was Kaitlin’s pussy in my face but I felt my arms held against the table and someone trying to tie my wrist which was unsuccessful. I was gasping and groaning into Kaitlin's pussy as she ripped off one cumm after another plus copious amounts of squirt.
One of them, Rhonda, I think, yelled into the bedroom where the rest of the fucking was going on, for them to hurry up and get in here. I remember looking up and seeing Kristen and Cristal along with their other slut, Linda, looking down at me and laughing. Linda was naked and I got a quick glance at her body, probably b-cup breasts and a little bit hippy, but definitely well put together. Some of them forced Linda on me and told her to kiss her slut sister. Linda crawled up on the table and pressed her body over mine and we kissed and I smelled their goo all over her face and lips. All I could think of what a fucking way to meet somebody.
About this time two more girls came in. I had no idea who they were. They distributed beers to all the others and at this time I didn’t know how many girls were there, or how many more would come. Later I’d find out these two were Courtney and Mattie.
They were calling us “hot mommas” and a bunch of things. The more Linda and I kissed the more they cheered us on. Linda spun around and positioned her cunt over my face and buried her face in mine. The cheering turned to shouts and insults and I felt their hands pushing us together, pinching, and all that. With Linda mashing me to the table there wasn’t a whole lot that I could do other than eat her as she was me. We 69’ed until I came and then I sucked Linda off. It was like making love with a group of girls leading cheers.
Somebody slipped a strappy or a dildo in me, fucking my cunt in earnest. I could hear all kinds of laughter. I was kissing Linda’s pussy when someone shoved a rubber cock into her pussy and began fucking her. I’m not sure who was doing what but both of us on the table gave me this weird sensation of being a centerpiece.
It would be difficult to say who was in charge at this point, Molly, Stephanie, Rhonda or all of them. It was like fucking by group consensus. I was gasping for breath because being squashed under Linda’s body and against the table wasn’t exactly the most pleasant feeling. Eventually Linda got off and it was only then I realized I was sweating and also drenched in her sweat. Linda was pulled down on the floor and eating some body. Kristen climbed on the table and pressed her panty clad pussy at my face, pulled the fabric aside and had me lick her. She pissed on me and laughed her ass off doing it. Also I realized Stephanie was now standing between my legs dangling off the table and fucking me. Cristal was going to follow her older sister but Molly and another girl pulled me off the table and onto the polished wood floor beside Linda. Rhonda sat on the couch and I was on all fours in front of the sofa eating her then Cristal and Ashley. That much I remember. Ashley is very distinguishable because she has such an athletic body and powerful thighs. I’m sure she must be a soccer player or something.
I’m fairly positive that in this first couple of hours I ate every one of them. At one point, they took a break and had Linda and me making sandwiches for them. Afterwards they herded us both to the bathroom and had us get in the tub on our knees facing each other, hugging and kissing and fingering each other. That’s when the real pissing started. A couple of them would stand beside the tub or up on the edge of the tub and piss on us while we frigged each other. We were a total mess but I’ll tell you, it was hot.
Molly stuck her ass back and had Linda suck it then me, her goal was to determine who the best ass sucking slut mom was. I don’t think she ever intended to find out but both Linda and I did our best. Obviously that brought out another element and before long there was a constant parade of asses stuck back over the tub encouraging us to lick. I don’t think every girl there participated in this but I’d say I licked 6-7 asses and Linda the same. I could be wrong; possibly I did them all but I don’t think so. You have to realize by this time, I’d had about a full bottle of wine, was covered in sticky piss and the bathroom was a parade of girls coming in and out. My mind was in overload.
Not too much happened after that. Both of us cleaned up and I left around 4.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Oct 30, 2009: Sophia's Girls Here; Day 2
Friday morning, I woke about 9:15 in the cage. I didn’t hear anything so I waited. Finally I gave in to the urge to piss then sat in the cage waiting. Eventually Nikki came down and released me and told me to get my ass upstairs. The other two were in the kitchen, obviously hung over. I fixed coffee and eventually fixed pancakes and eggs. After breakfast when I poured myself another cup of coffee, Sophia added a healthy splash of black velvet to my coffee and told me to drink. They told me today was going to be rough.
As soon as I finished, she tied my wrists behind me and attached clover clamps to my nipples which were extremely sensitive from the night before. To the chain connecting the clamps, she tied a rope midway and used that as a lead and tugged me around the kitchen and great room. I did everything I could to stay with her. After parading me throughout my house time and time again, eventually she gave the rope to Llewellyn and told her to pull me, that she was going upstairs to get ready. Ready for what at that point I didn’t know. Llewellyn led me around and Nikki swatted my ass with a crop. They laughed and made jokes about driving a pig to market. Eventually they led me upstairs and into the master bathroom.
I did a double take. Sophia was leaning against the vanity, arms folded across her breasts and smiling. On the floor about 3 feet away from her was a pile of shit. Obviously hers. Sophia began to retell the evening in the meeting place when she’s shit on me. She went through every detail. She told me if I really want to serve her and show her some decent respect, I’d have to kiss her shit load. If I did not she had several more public ways to humiliate me which would involve my neighbors. She said for starters think about how I’d feel if they randomly selected one of my neighbors and tied me to a tree. I was tottering between heaven and hell; I looked at the pile of her mess on the floor and then thought about being tied naked outside. Not for one moment did I doubt they’d do it.
Sophia still stood there. She went into a mild rant, telling me I should know by now she could be fair but she was capable of being a sadistic bitch who thought white women were mostly good for nothing. She called me one filthy fucking name after the other, things like an ass sucking whore, pathetic bitch, a cunt worshipping slut and a piece of dirty whore shit. Finally she said, well, what’s it going to be? I hesitated forever. Sophia gave Llewellyn a nonchalant look, shrugged her shoulders and said put the bitch in the car just like she is; we’re going for a ride. I screamed, and said don’t; I’ll do it.
She unfolded her arms and said she thought I’d see it her way. She told Nikki to take the clamps off my nipples and bring me over. Nikki did as she said and forced me closer to Sophia and her shit pile. Sophia pushed down on my shoulders until I was kneeling. She told me to look at it; I did and it was gross. I tried to think of a way out of this dilemma but knew there wasn’t one. I though about using the safe word, red light, but didn’t. She pushed my head down lower until my face was hovering above the pile. She said she wanted to see my cunt sucking lips right on her turd. She had Nikki pull my hair back. I was shaking and my heart felt like it would jump out of my body. I bent down and kissed her turd. I went blank. Then she told me to press into it harder until I felt it coating my lips. I held my breath and did. She pulled me up by my hair and looked at me. Without flinching, she wiped her finger across one of the turds and quickly painted my lips with her brown goo. I tried to move away and she slapped me, telling me not to make this moment worse than it is. She painted my lips again and I knelt there quivering. She had Nikki cross my ankles and tie them. She bent me forward until my face was about a foot above the shit pile, tied a rope around my neck and brought the long end down the front of my body, through my cunt and tied it to my crossed ankles. I couldn’t rise up. She told me if I tried to lift my head I’d slowly choke myself. I totally understood. They left me and went down stairs. I stayed in position inhaling the stench and staring at the mess.
When they came back, they untied the neck rope and lifted my head. Sophia looked at my shit coated lips and told me it was a perfect whore shade of brown. She forced a cup with liquor in to my lips and told me to drink. I did. When I finished, the three of them lifted me, still tied, and put me in the Jacuzzi tub. I was on my back. I saw them fiddling with the enema bag and I knew what was coming. Nikki lubed my ass hole while Llewellyn and Sophia mixed water, soap and booze in the enema bag. Llewellyn held the bag and Nikki inserted the nozzle. I groaned. They told me to breath through it. Meanwhile Sophia scooped up her shit pile in a bath cloth and dropped it on my tits, then smeared it around some. I kept groaning until I’d taken it all. They stood around and watched me in agony. They pissed in the tub. Finally I told them I couldn’t hold it; Sophia said when I was ready let it go. I knew when I did; it would eventually trickle down on me since my head was at the lower end of the tub. I expelled and pissed in the Jacuzzi tub while they watched, laughed and held a vibe against my cunt, I came in about 10 seconds. I lay there in tears wondering if my smarter choice was to be tied in some neighbor’s yard. That thought passed quickly. They started the name calling again.
Sophia gave Nikki an enema which she blasted on me. Then she gave her a plain water enema which she also blasted on me and pushed me down in the mess. Llewellyn straddled me and shit on me. Sophia laughed this cocky laugh and said I looked perfectly natural. She touched my clit with a vibe and I exploded again. Sophia reminded me what she said the previous morning after they arrived; that it was nice to see me all dolled up but in a matter of hours I’d be a total mess. She said this is exactly what she was talking about; from a lady to pig in less than 24 hours.
They untied me and let me shower. I thought this was all over but they dragged me to the bed and fucked me again, taking turns fucking me and me eating them. They put a huge plug in Nikki’s ass and left it until she expanded, removed it and had me lick out her clean hole. I tongued it everywhere. I was in the midst of eating them again when Sophia’s cell rang which turned out to be Katrina indicating she was coming.
Sophia said I’d probably had enough anyway. When Katrina came in we all sat in the great room. She asked me lots of questions and Sophia gave her a rundown on the activities. It was then that I learned Rosanna had been at Chanel’s the entire time as her slut. I was floored. Everyone seemed in a good mood and I have to admit, for all I went through, I felt a mixture of satisfaction and relief. The three of them dressed, slapped me good bye and left.
Katrina and I talked for a while. I went in depth with her about things. She seemed very pleased. She indicted I’d see these girls again and reminded me of the commitment that I’d be used consistently between now and the end of the year mostly by teens. After she left I surveyed what needed to be cleaned up and truthfully it wasn’t that bad.
As soon as I finished, she tied my wrists behind me and attached clover clamps to my nipples which were extremely sensitive from the night before. To the chain connecting the clamps, she tied a rope midway and used that as a lead and tugged me around the kitchen and great room. I did everything I could to stay with her. After parading me throughout my house time and time again, eventually she gave the rope to Llewellyn and told her to pull me, that she was going upstairs to get ready. Ready for what at that point I didn’t know. Llewellyn led me around and Nikki swatted my ass with a crop. They laughed and made jokes about driving a pig to market. Eventually they led me upstairs and into the master bathroom.
I did a double take. Sophia was leaning against the vanity, arms folded across her breasts and smiling. On the floor about 3 feet away from her was a pile of shit. Obviously hers. Sophia began to retell the evening in the meeting place when she’s shit on me. She went through every detail. She told me if I really want to serve her and show her some decent respect, I’d have to kiss her shit load. If I did not she had several more public ways to humiliate me which would involve my neighbors. She said for starters think about how I’d feel if they randomly selected one of my neighbors and tied me to a tree. I was tottering between heaven and hell; I looked at the pile of her mess on the floor and then thought about being tied naked outside. Not for one moment did I doubt they’d do it.
Sophia still stood there. She went into a mild rant, telling me I should know by now she could be fair but she was capable of being a sadistic bitch who thought white women were mostly good for nothing. She called me one filthy fucking name after the other, things like an ass sucking whore, pathetic bitch, a cunt worshipping slut and a piece of dirty whore shit. Finally she said, well, what’s it going to be? I hesitated forever. Sophia gave Llewellyn a nonchalant look, shrugged her shoulders and said put the bitch in the car just like she is; we’re going for a ride. I screamed, and said don’t; I’ll do it.
She unfolded her arms and said she thought I’d see it her way. She told Nikki to take the clamps off my nipples and bring me over. Nikki did as she said and forced me closer to Sophia and her shit pile. Sophia pushed down on my shoulders until I was kneeling. She told me to look at it; I did and it was gross. I tried to think of a way out of this dilemma but knew there wasn’t one. I though about using the safe word, red light, but didn’t. She pushed my head down lower until my face was hovering above the pile. She said she wanted to see my cunt sucking lips right on her turd. She had Nikki pull my hair back. I was shaking and my heart felt like it would jump out of my body. I bent down and kissed her turd. I went blank. Then she told me to press into it harder until I felt it coating my lips. I held my breath and did. She pulled me up by my hair and looked at me. Without flinching, she wiped her finger across one of the turds and quickly painted my lips with her brown goo. I tried to move away and she slapped me, telling me not to make this moment worse than it is. She painted my lips again and I knelt there quivering. She had Nikki cross my ankles and tie them. She bent me forward until my face was about a foot above the shit pile, tied a rope around my neck and brought the long end down the front of my body, through my cunt and tied it to my crossed ankles. I couldn’t rise up. She told me if I tried to lift my head I’d slowly choke myself. I totally understood. They left me and went down stairs. I stayed in position inhaling the stench and staring at the mess.
When they came back, they untied the neck rope and lifted my head. Sophia looked at my shit coated lips and told me it was a perfect whore shade of brown. She forced a cup with liquor in to my lips and told me to drink. I did. When I finished, the three of them lifted me, still tied, and put me in the Jacuzzi tub. I was on my back. I saw them fiddling with the enema bag and I knew what was coming. Nikki lubed my ass hole while Llewellyn and Sophia mixed water, soap and booze in the enema bag. Llewellyn held the bag and Nikki inserted the nozzle. I groaned. They told me to breath through it. Meanwhile Sophia scooped up her shit pile in a bath cloth and dropped it on my tits, then smeared it around some. I kept groaning until I’d taken it all. They stood around and watched me in agony. They pissed in the tub. Finally I told them I couldn’t hold it; Sophia said when I was ready let it go. I knew when I did; it would eventually trickle down on me since my head was at the lower end of the tub. I expelled and pissed in the Jacuzzi tub while they watched, laughed and held a vibe against my cunt, I came in about 10 seconds. I lay there in tears wondering if my smarter choice was to be tied in some neighbor’s yard. That thought passed quickly. They started the name calling again.
Sophia gave Nikki an enema which she blasted on me. Then she gave her a plain water enema which she also blasted on me and pushed me down in the mess. Llewellyn straddled me and shit on me. Sophia laughed this cocky laugh and said I looked perfectly natural. She touched my clit with a vibe and I exploded again. Sophia reminded me what she said the previous morning after they arrived; that it was nice to see me all dolled up but in a matter of hours I’d be a total mess. She said this is exactly what she was talking about; from a lady to pig in less than 24 hours.
They untied me and let me shower. I thought this was all over but they dragged me to the bed and fucked me again, taking turns fucking me and me eating them. They put a huge plug in Nikki’s ass and left it until she expanded, removed it and had me lick out her clean hole. I tongued it everywhere. I was in the midst of eating them again when Sophia’s cell rang which turned out to be Katrina indicating she was coming.
Sophia said I’d probably had enough anyway. When Katrina came in we all sat in the great room. She asked me lots of questions and Sophia gave her a rundown on the activities. It was then that I learned Rosanna had been at Chanel’s the entire time as her slut. I was floored. Everyone seemed in a good mood and I have to admit, for all I went through, I felt a mixture of satisfaction and relief. The three of them dressed, slapped me good bye and left.
Katrina and I talked for a while. I went in depth with her about things. She seemed very pleased. She indicted I’d see these girls again and reminded me of the commitment that I’d be used consistently between now and the end of the year mostly by teens. After she left I surveyed what needed to be cleaned up and truthfully it wasn’t that bad.
Oct. 29, 2009, Sophia's girls here. Day 1
Previously, I have mentioned that sometimes I find myself in situations as a consequence of my own spurious actions or ill-timed judgment. Such an outburst in late September led to the debilitating weekend in a cellar that I previously described; one that nearly wrecked me mentally and physically.
Katrina and Jody gave me some time off but after a couple of weeks informed me it was time to resume the next phases of my punishment. They told me a substantial portion of my next few weeks would be spent as a pawn to some of the younger types who seem so insidiously capable of degrading me.
Since I would be alone and have the house to myself on the evening of the 29th, they decided that would be the ideal time for me to entertain some “guests’ in my home. I asked who, but wasn’t told who, simply to be prepared. In the preceding days, I’d get cryptic messages from Katrina and Jody giving me instructions or hints of things I needed to do or expect. But never was I told who my guests would be.
This morning, following their instructions, I assembled my cage and set out the toys. By 9:00 I’d finished all that and informed Katrina. She told me to wait. As nervous as I’ve ever been, I did. Shortly thereafter she called me back and told me to shower, make myself up nicely and dress in some sexy lingerie for my guests. I did as she instructed and put on a black bra and thong, garter belt, seamed hose and Lucite heels. By 10:15 I’d prepared myself accordingly and called to tell her. She told me I’d be getting a call from my guests very soon. Within minutes, around 10:35, my cell rang again and this time I heard Sophia laughing, telling me she, Nikki and Llewellyn were on their way. I went into a mild panic; now, for the first time I knew who I’d be entertaining … 3 of the gang of girls who used me on two previous sessions, once at their hideout and again at that infamous session at Whitney’s farmhouse cellar. After I hung up with them I dialed Katrina to be sure and she confirmed everything. I went into a deep panic. Despite a warm, sunny autumn day with temps reaching the mid 70’s, I was shaking and my skin crawled with goose bumps.
Fifteen minutes later Sophia called again and said they’d be here in about 10 minutes. I told tell them I’d have the garage door open and to park in there. I fixed myself a stiff drink and waited, shaking like a leaf. In about 10 minutes I saw their car pull into my driveway and I went nuts, still almost disbelieving this was happening.
They entered through the door from the garage to the kitchen, laughing and chiding me. Nikki carried a canvas bag which contained god knows what. The three of them cat called me and picked at me, telling me what fun we’d have the next 24 hours. I was almost speechless. My nervousness clearly showed. They told me I looked nice and sexy and what a pleasure it would be to fuck me up. They demanded beers (which I’d previously been told by Katrina to have on hand) and I got each of them one. For a few minutes we stood in the kitchen, them commenting on my home, drinking their beers and poking insults at me. Sophia triumphantly groped my ass and cunt, commenting on how pretty I looked and indicating I’d be a mess in a matter of time and what a treat it would be to degrade me within the confines of my own home. I didn’t doubt any of this chatter and boasting. They demanded a tour of my home so they could see what they were working with. I led them on a tour of the main floor, the parlor, the entry way, powder room, dining room, great room, breakfast room, the deck and back porch, even the butler pantry and laundry room. We went upstairs. I showed them my study (where my toys were laid out), the master bedroom and bath and they hooted over the Jacuzzi tub. I showed them the other two bedrooms and baths then we descending the stairs and I opened the door to the lower level. Once down there, they immediately spied the assembled cage in the lower family room. Sophia asked me about the cage downstairs. I told her Jody had me use it from time to time and Katrina and some of her friends had also confined me in it. That brought hoots of laughter. I showed them the full bath on that level and the bedroom down there, and finished with the storage room and lower patio underneath the main deck above and off the main floor. Sophia eyes lit up when she saw the storage room.
We returned to the main great room on the main level. They demanded more beers. Sophia lit a cigarette and I didn’t dare tell her we don’t smoke inside the house. I figured before this was over getting cigarette smell out of the house would be the least of my concerns. I got her an ash tray off the back porch. I offered snacks, chips and dip. I switched to white wine and poured myself a Pinot Gris.
Sophia went over the game plan, that as she understood things we had until around 1:00 pm tomorrow. I nodded. She wanted me to put on some music, something lively so I fiddled with the radio until I found a blaring station she wanted. I stood nervously against one wall trying to assess Sophia and the others. They were cool and methodical which in a way surprised me. There was none of the outrageous behavior that characterized the previous two times we’d been together. In a way, that calmed me.
She told me come to the center of the great room and remove my bra and panties. Silently I moved in front of the sofa where she was sprawled, Nikki on the other end and Llewellyn causally draped over the comfy chair with her feet up on the ottoman. I unhooked the bra and let it fall. Although my nipples were hard as rocks she had me play with them and present my tits to her. She snapped her fingers and told me to loose the panties. I slid them down and stepped out. Following her command, I handed them to her and she examined the crotch and passed them to Nikki, commenting on how damp they were. I nodded and gave her a polite yes Maam, because my sex was undeniably secreting from anticipation. Sophia said Katrina told her earlier this morning I hadn’t been allowed a cumm in about 8 days and I confirmed that was true. She chuckled and said there’s nothing better than a horny white trash whore. I blushed. She had me open my labia and walk in front of each of them and expose myself, pulling my labia even wider apart then turn and bend to expose my nether hole. Each in their own way fondled me and commented all my holes were theirs. She asked me if that excited me and I whispered yes, scarcely believing my own words. She tucked my bra and thong into the pocket of her jeans and said these would be souvenirs of our time together.
Sophia had on tight black jeans, a white tee and a black leather vest and wore spiked heels. With her short hair she looked extremely dominant. Nikki had on faded jeans, a red pullover and lace up red shoes. Llewellyn, whom I regard as Sophia’s sidekick and main girl, had on gray stretch Capri’s, a skin tight black top and flip flops.
By this time a couple of them had gone to the powder room to pee and I’d replenished their beers. I asked to pee and they told me to get a pitcher and use that for the time being until things got serious. Following their instructions, I went to the kitchen, got one and returned and peed, squatting over the pitcher. They had me pour some of it into my wine and drink it. I figured things were beginning to heat up.
I wasn’t wrong. Fingering the neck of her beer bottle, Sophia told me to undress her. She stood and I removed her vest and top. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I kissed and sucked her nipples then took off her heels and jeans. When I lowered her panties, briefs actually, she pushed my face to her pussy and let me get a taste before pushing me back and spitting in my face. She grabbed my hair literally pulling me to my knees in the same motion and shoved my face into her pussy. I began eating her and using my fingers around her labia and ass hole. She got into a groove rapidly and began grinding on my face. I kept at her until she moaned and gushed over my face. She kicked me off balance and told me to we’d go downstairs. Nikki brought the small canvas bag she carried into the house. When we got downstairs Sophia had me undress Llewellyn then Nikki. Sophia sat on one of the sofas and told me to eat Llewellyn.
Llewellyn stood with her legs apart. I got down on my knees, level with her crotch, my eyes staring at her cunt all the time. However, she had me turn around with my back toward her and lean back under her until I was doing a back bend, arms reaching down until my hands rested on my heels and my head under her crotch. Her body was bent forward now. I was right underneath her then she lowered slightly. I began licking her pussy. I could hear her moaning and she became more forceful. I was struggling to lick her properly. My tongue would end up going up her bottom crack as she moved around on my face.
She pushed herself down and backwards. I was struggling for breath. She reached around and pulled her ass cheeks apart. I pushed my tongue in a bit further and my tongue was well inside her ass. I moved my tongue up to her cunt, just to taste the difference, then went back to her ass. This went on for what seemed ages, me switching between her cunt and ass. She clamped her legs around my head and pulled me closer. I heard her groaning and felt her cumming. She released my head and I fell back. She dribbled pee down on me. I was wet with her pee and my sweat. She looked down at me and said I was a pitiful sight but I was a fucking trip.
Sophia went through the canvas bag and took out two strappys, both with huge black ribbed dildos. Llewellyn put one on. They brushed the items off the coffee table, then jerked me onto the table and put me on all fours. Llewellyn stood behind me and lubed her strappy. She entered my cunt and began slowly and rhythmically fucking me. Then she thrust forward and held her position and ordered me to do the fucking, to rock back on her girl cock and fuck myself. Embarrassed, I began rocking back fucking myself and listening to her insults. As if that wasn’t enough, Nikki took the dildo from her strappy and slid it into her pussy, coating it with her juices a few times then tightened the huge black girl cock around her and shoved it at my face. I opened my mouth and she pushed it in. I was still rocking back on Llewellyn’s dildo, Nikki shoved hers deeper into my mouth and I began a rhythm of taking one in my cunt and one in my mouth. They bitched at me to go faster and Llewellyn swatted my ass cheeks with her hand to drive home the point. Like some mechanical robot I felt both of them splitting my cunt and mouth, I was on edge, moaning and continuing my lewd movements, my tits swaying under me. This went on for what seemed ages until they’d brought me off multiple times to a chorus of taunting and laughter. I also pissed.
Llewellyn withdrew and brought her girl cock around to my mouth. I didn’t hesitate; I’m so used to the taste of my own cumm I licked it clean without any encouragement from them. Nikki, in the meantime had taken her harness off and shoved her pussy at my face. Her body was moving, rubbing her cunt over my face. Nikki began to curse me, hurling one dirty word after the other at me. There was nothing exotic about this; it was raw sex. It was more of her hips thrusting her pussy against my mouth than it was me eating her. Nonetheless, I could tell she was getting a rush out of this and she squeezed out one orgasm after the other until she was satisfied.
By this time, they wanted something to eat. I went upstairs and made turkey sandwiches and got some slaw and baked beans I’d picked up at the deli. They sauntered into the great room listened to their tunes and talked. I brought them each a plate and more beer. Sophia told me to eat something that I’d need my strength and they didn’t want to be accused of starving me. I nibbled a sandwich and drank more wine.
Sophia took me downstairs and locked me in the cage. She said they wanted to think through some things and didn’t want me in the way, that in due time they’d come get me. After she left me caged, I drifted off to sleep. Its no wonder, all the fucking, the wine and food. What woke me was Nikki kicking the side of the cage telling me to wake up, they wanted to fuck some more. She let me out and opened the patio door and told me to go out on the patio to pee. Reluctantly, I did, and prayed that Sue or her kids weren’t looking. I got back inside as fast as possible. I also could tell it was late in the afternoon since the sun was setting.
I went back upstairs with Nikki. The three of them had been drinking and partying a lot. They shoved a glass of vodka at me and told me to catch up, there was more fucking ahead for me. I downed it and Sophia poured me another one. I had to stand there bent over with my ass stuck back at them, cheeks spread apart, largely ignoring me except for throwing chocolate covered peanuts at my hole and talking about me.
After that, we went upstairs to my bedroom. Llewellyn lay on the bed, propped up on the pillows and spread her legs wide. I crawled up and knelt between her legs and started sucking her pussy. The other two pulled my hips up so my ass was sticking up and began lubing my ass hole. Sophia took the strappy and slowly inserted the cock in my ass, letting me adjust to the fullness of what was one of the thickest dildos I’ve ever encountered. I groaned. I kept eating Llewellyn, my face between her legs, while I played with my cunt and Sophia fucked my ass. I ran my hands up to her tits and massaged them; doing everything I could to please her. After I brought her off twice, she rolled over on her tummy and stuck her ass back in my face and I devoured it. In the meantime, Sophia withdrew the cock, lubed me again and kept fucking my ass. To add to the pain, Sophia had a belt in her hand and beat my ass constantly. When she finished with the dildo, she slid a butt plug in my ass until it seated.
Llewellyn rolled to one side and Nikki replaced her. I started on her pussy. She called me a fucking white trash lezzy and locked her thighs around my face and pulled my hair. Once again she started wildly grinding on me and I began to think she gets off more on the constant friction more than she does with my tongue lapping her. It didn’t matter to me. I knew she was using me the way she wanted to. Llewellyn ate Sophia during this time. When we all recovered, they let me wash up and go downstairs to cook dinner. I cooked in the garter belt, hose, and heels and had the plug up me. They stood in the kitchen and talked. I served them spaghetti with meat sauce, salad and garlic bread. All of us ate them at the table and me kneeling, my plate on the seat of the chair.
After we ate and I cleaned up, they forced me out on the lower patio (it was dark, probably around 10:00 or so) and had me pee. They also pissed on me. We came back in the lower family room. At that point I could have easily gone to bed but Sophia wasn’t letting that happen. She said they’d been easy on me but it couldn’t continue. Sooner or later I’d need to be soundly punished. They were clustered around, hissing things at me.
Sophia begins to describe things, how I was a fuck toy and she knew deep down I really wanted to be fucked up. Their hands were all over me. My head was spinning. I got hot and my cunt was dripping. She asked me straight on didn’t I want to be fucked up and beaten. I nodded. She made me say it; I did. She kept on until I was telling her I was a pain slut and wanted her to whip me. She started talking about the storage room and what a perfect dungeon it could be for me. Nikki and Llewellyn chimed in and soon I was shaking. She whispered in my ear that they were taking me to the storage room, tie me up and beat me because that’s what I needed. That of all the places in my house, the storage room was really the only place I deserved to be.
So help me, when she said that, I came. They knew it. They grabbed my arms and led me back there.
The storage room is about 12 x 20, concrete block walls and an open ceiling which exposes the floor joists to the main level above. It’s completely isolated no windows and only the one door in. it’s virtually soundproof. In the room we have boxes of things, a few pieces of old furniture, a mattress and box springs, a weight bench and a couple of ladders. There’s one bright light over head.
I was shaking so badly I could barely walk, tottering on the Lucite heels. They got the rope and had me stand toward the center of the room. Nikki got one of the ladders and pulled it over and climbed up, they tied ropes around my wrists and Nikki took the long end and looped it over the exposed beams and tied it off. Llewellyn took the handle out of an old floor mop and used that as a spreader bar, tying my ankles to it, about 4 feet apart. They removed the garter belt but left my hose on, which by now were full of runs and sagged around my lower legs. They clamped and weighted my nipples and labia. I groaned. They left me, door open and light on and went upstairs, returning with a variety of things to beat me plus a few beers and the bottle of Black Velvet.
Llewellyn shoved the bottle to my lips and made me drink. They started chiding me again. Sophia pulled the clamps off and stared into my face. I could see her change into hard looks, sneering comments. It was if the bitch side, the hard side of her was oozing from every pore of her body. She slapped me and spit into my face. Her expressions were cold, much as they were two months ago in their meeting place. She slapped my cunt with the palm of her hand, lightly at first, then harder until it was sensitive. She’d wipe my goo across my face and do it some more. She took a flogger and began hitting my cunt, then moved behind me and began flogging my upper back, then hitting the end of the butt plug with a paddle, driving it into me with each stroke. She’d move back and forth between these 3 parts of my body. Llewellyn and Nikki were cupping my cunt and pinching my nipples until Nikki got the crop and began to smack on my tits and nipples.
Intuitively I knew they were spacing this out. I was in subspace, totally out of it. My mind was shattered by the fact I was tied in what does resemble a dungeon, them in total control of me and the sensations of pain shooting through my body. I was almost in another place and time. I had these flashes through my mind of black women living in my house and me as their servant and taking this beating on a daily basis. Sophia kept flailing the daylights out of me, I started yelling then screaming. I was electrified. Sophia grabbed my face with her hands. I groaned but was abruptly silenced as she leaned forward and planted a long, lingering, wet kiss squarely on my lips and rubbed her naked body against mine which drove me insane. She broke the kiss and spit into my face again, hissing at me that my screams excited her. She called me a lezzy pain slut then drove a knee into my cunt; she picked up a thin dowel rod and began hitting me repeatedly. I kept screaming. They ran fingernails down the insides of my arms stretched above my heads, across my tits and tummy and ended at my cunt. Things started to build inside me. Sophia switched from the dowel rod to the flogger and aimed at my tits. The swats were harder and deliberate. She started swishing the flogger all over the front of my body until I was on fire and leaning toward her as if I was lewdly asking for more. Llewellyn and Nikki went behind me, one of them separated my ass cheeks and the other began hitting my plug with the crop. I yelled more and Sophia told them to hit me harder.
I came again, partly from the intensity of the pain, partly from Sophia’s fingers reaching under my slit and squeezing my clit.
At that point they left me. When they left they flicked off the light and shut to door. That storage room is 100% dark. There isn’t a beam of light, even coming under the door. I was freaked for a moment so I shut my eyes almost as a way of pretending it wasn’t happening. I pissed. My body was still stinging. I couldn’t hear a thing, not a sound of them anywhere else in the house. This truly was a dark, timeless environment. I waited for what seemed like a long time, lost in my thoughts and the darkness.
After considerable time passed, the door opened and Llewellyn and Nikki came back in. flicked on the light switch. They had drinks in hand. I leaned towards them as far as it possibly could. Sophia stood by the door, sipping a drink. She told then to release me and her words ... bring the bitch to me.
They untied my ankles then climbed the ladder to untie my hands. I sank into Llewellyn’s arms. Nikki cuffed my wrists behind me. They half dragged me into the family room and dropped me on the floor in front of where Sophia was sitting on the love seat. She slowly spread her legs. She was sitting on a towel and had oiled her body. It was fucking glistening. Llewellyn and Nikki shoved my face into Sophia’s oiled cunt. I ate her while she drank and smoked a cigarette. She never spoke a word until she moaned in a cumm. I kept going until she pushed me away. Llewellyn jumped on me and smothered me with her pussy and told me to kiss it and thank her for being so attentive. I ate her until she gushed over me. She rolled me over and I found my face between Nikki's thighs. I began eating her again. I was being passed from one to the other as if I was some mindless piece of fuck toy. They pulled the butt plug out and took off the Lucite heels and useless hose. They shoved me into the cage and locked the door. I remember looking at the clock and seeing it was about 1:30. I was completely out of it. They turned off the light and went upstairs. I curled on my left side and was asleep within minutes.
Katrina and Jody gave me some time off but after a couple of weeks informed me it was time to resume the next phases of my punishment. They told me a substantial portion of my next few weeks would be spent as a pawn to some of the younger types who seem so insidiously capable of degrading me.
Since I would be alone and have the house to myself on the evening of the 29th, they decided that would be the ideal time for me to entertain some “guests’ in my home. I asked who, but wasn’t told who, simply to be prepared. In the preceding days, I’d get cryptic messages from Katrina and Jody giving me instructions or hints of things I needed to do or expect. But never was I told who my guests would be.
This morning, following their instructions, I assembled my cage and set out the toys. By 9:00 I’d finished all that and informed Katrina. She told me to wait. As nervous as I’ve ever been, I did. Shortly thereafter she called me back and told me to shower, make myself up nicely and dress in some sexy lingerie for my guests. I did as she instructed and put on a black bra and thong, garter belt, seamed hose and Lucite heels. By 10:15 I’d prepared myself accordingly and called to tell her. She told me I’d be getting a call from my guests very soon. Within minutes, around 10:35, my cell rang again and this time I heard Sophia laughing, telling me she, Nikki and Llewellyn were on their way. I went into a mild panic; now, for the first time I knew who I’d be entertaining … 3 of the gang of girls who used me on two previous sessions, once at their hideout and again at that infamous session at Whitney’s farmhouse cellar. After I hung up with them I dialed Katrina to be sure and she confirmed everything. I went into a deep panic. Despite a warm, sunny autumn day with temps reaching the mid 70’s, I was shaking and my skin crawled with goose bumps.
Fifteen minutes later Sophia called again and said they’d be here in about 10 minutes. I told tell them I’d have the garage door open and to park in there. I fixed myself a stiff drink and waited, shaking like a leaf. In about 10 minutes I saw their car pull into my driveway and I went nuts, still almost disbelieving this was happening.
They entered through the door from the garage to the kitchen, laughing and chiding me. Nikki carried a canvas bag which contained god knows what. The three of them cat called me and picked at me, telling me what fun we’d have the next 24 hours. I was almost speechless. My nervousness clearly showed. They told me I looked nice and sexy and what a pleasure it would be to fuck me up. They demanded beers (which I’d previously been told by Katrina to have on hand) and I got each of them one. For a few minutes we stood in the kitchen, them commenting on my home, drinking their beers and poking insults at me. Sophia triumphantly groped my ass and cunt, commenting on how pretty I looked and indicating I’d be a mess in a matter of time and what a treat it would be to degrade me within the confines of my own home. I didn’t doubt any of this chatter and boasting. They demanded a tour of my home so they could see what they were working with. I led them on a tour of the main floor, the parlor, the entry way, powder room, dining room, great room, breakfast room, the deck and back porch, even the butler pantry and laundry room. We went upstairs. I showed them my study (where my toys were laid out), the master bedroom and bath and they hooted over the Jacuzzi tub. I showed them the other two bedrooms and baths then we descending the stairs and I opened the door to the lower level. Once down there, they immediately spied the assembled cage in the lower family room. Sophia asked me about the cage downstairs. I told her Jody had me use it from time to time and Katrina and some of her friends had also confined me in it. That brought hoots of laughter. I showed them the full bath on that level and the bedroom down there, and finished with the storage room and lower patio underneath the main deck above and off the main floor. Sophia eyes lit up when she saw the storage room.
We returned to the main great room on the main level. They demanded more beers. Sophia lit a cigarette and I didn’t dare tell her we don’t smoke inside the house. I figured before this was over getting cigarette smell out of the house would be the least of my concerns. I got her an ash tray off the back porch. I offered snacks, chips and dip. I switched to white wine and poured myself a Pinot Gris.
Sophia went over the game plan, that as she understood things we had until around 1:00 pm tomorrow. I nodded. She wanted me to put on some music, something lively so I fiddled with the radio until I found a blaring station she wanted. I stood nervously against one wall trying to assess Sophia and the others. They were cool and methodical which in a way surprised me. There was none of the outrageous behavior that characterized the previous two times we’d been together. In a way, that calmed me.
She told me come to the center of the great room and remove my bra and panties. Silently I moved in front of the sofa where she was sprawled, Nikki on the other end and Llewellyn causally draped over the comfy chair with her feet up on the ottoman. I unhooked the bra and let it fall. Although my nipples were hard as rocks she had me play with them and present my tits to her. She snapped her fingers and told me to loose the panties. I slid them down and stepped out. Following her command, I handed them to her and she examined the crotch and passed them to Nikki, commenting on how damp they were. I nodded and gave her a polite yes Maam, because my sex was undeniably secreting from anticipation. Sophia said Katrina told her earlier this morning I hadn’t been allowed a cumm in about 8 days and I confirmed that was true. She chuckled and said there’s nothing better than a horny white trash whore. I blushed. She had me open my labia and walk in front of each of them and expose myself, pulling my labia even wider apart then turn and bend to expose my nether hole. Each in their own way fondled me and commented all my holes were theirs. She asked me if that excited me and I whispered yes, scarcely believing my own words. She tucked my bra and thong into the pocket of her jeans and said these would be souvenirs of our time together.
Sophia had on tight black jeans, a white tee and a black leather vest and wore spiked heels. With her short hair she looked extremely dominant. Nikki had on faded jeans, a red pullover and lace up red shoes. Llewellyn, whom I regard as Sophia’s sidekick and main girl, had on gray stretch Capri’s, a skin tight black top and flip flops.
By this time a couple of them had gone to the powder room to pee and I’d replenished their beers. I asked to pee and they told me to get a pitcher and use that for the time being until things got serious. Following their instructions, I went to the kitchen, got one and returned and peed, squatting over the pitcher. They had me pour some of it into my wine and drink it. I figured things were beginning to heat up.
I wasn’t wrong. Fingering the neck of her beer bottle, Sophia told me to undress her. She stood and I removed her vest and top. She wasn’t wearing a bra. I kissed and sucked her nipples then took off her heels and jeans. When I lowered her panties, briefs actually, she pushed my face to her pussy and let me get a taste before pushing me back and spitting in my face. She grabbed my hair literally pulling me to my knees in the same motion and shoved my face into her pussy. I began eating her and using my fingers around her labia and ass hole. She got into a groove rapidly and began grinding on my face. I kept at her until she moaned and gushed over my face. She kicked me off balance and told me to we’d go downstairs. Nikki brought the small canvas bag she carried into the house. When we got downstairs Sophia had me undress Llewellyn then Nikki. Sophia sat on one of the sofas and told me to eat Llewellyn.
Llewellyn stood with her legs apart. I got down on my knees, level with her crotch, my eyes staring at her cunt all the time. However, she had me turn around with my back toward her and lean back under her until I was doing a back bend, arms reaching down until my hands rested on my heels and my head under her crotch. Her body was bent forward now. I was right underneath her then she lowered slightly. I began licking her pussy. I could hear her moaning and she became more forceful. I was struggling to lick her properly. My tongue would end up going up her bottom crack as she moved around on my face.
She pushed herself down and backwards. I was struggling for breath. She reached around and pulled her ass cheeks apart. I pushed my tongue in a bit further and my tongue was well inside her ass. I moved my tongue up to her cunt, just to taste the difference, then went back to her ass. This went on for what seemed ages, me switching between her cunt and ass. She clamped her legs around my head and pulled me closer. I heard her groaning and felt her cumming. She released my head and I fell back. She dribbled pee down on me. I was wet with her pee and my sweat. She looked down at me and said I was a pitiful sight but I was a fucking trip.
Sophia went through the canvas bag and took out two strappys, both with huge black ribbed dildos. Llewellyn put one on. They brushed the items off the coffee table, then jerked me onto the table and put me on all fours. Llewellyn stood behind me and lubed her strappy. She entered my cunt and began slowly and rhythmically fucking me. Then she thrust forward and held her position and ordered me to do the fucking, to rock back on her girl cock and fuck myself. Embarrassed, I began rocking back fucking myself and listening to her insults. As if that wasn’t enough, Nikki took the dildo from her strappy and slid it into her pussy, coating it with her juices a few times then tightened the huge black girl cock around her and shoved it at my face. I opened my mouth and she pushed it in. I was still rocking back on Llewellyn’s dildo, Nikki shoved hers deeper into my mouth and I began a rhythm of taking one in my cunt and one in my mouth. They bitched at me to go faster and Llewellyn swatted my ass cheeks with her hand to drive home the point. Like some mechanical robot I felt both of them splitting my cunt and mouth, I was on edge, moaning and continuing my lewd movements, my tits swaying under me. This went on for what seemed ages until they’d brought me off multiple times to a chorus of taunting and laughter. I also pissed.
Llewellyn withdrew and brought her girl cock around to my mouth. I didn’t hesitate; I’m so used to the taste of my own cumm I licked it clean without any encouragement from them. Nikki, in the meantime had taken her harness off and shoved her pussy at my face. Her body was moving, rubbing her cunt over my face. Nikki began to curse me, hurling one dirty word after the other at me. There was nothing exotic about this; it was raw sex. It was more of her hips thrusting her pussy against my mouth than it was me eating her. Nonetheless, I could tell she was getting a rush out of this and she squeezed out one orgasm after the other until she was satisfied.
By this time, they wanted something to eat. I went upstairs and made turkey sandwiches and got some slaw and baked beans I’d picked up at the deli. They sauntered into the great room listened to their tunes and talked. I brought them each a plate and more beer. Sophia told me to eat something that I’d need my strength and they didn’t want to be accused of starving me. I nibbled a sandwich and drank more wine.
Sophia took me downstairs and locked me in the cage. She said they wanted to think through some things and didn’t want me in the way, that in due time they’d come get me. After she left me caged, I drifted off to sleep. Its no wonder, all the fucking, the wine and food. What woke me was Nikki kicking the side of the cage telling me to wake up, they wanted to fuck some more. She let me out and opened the patio door and told me to go out on the patio to pee. Reluctantly, I did, and prayed that Sue or her kids weren’t looking. I got back inside as fast as possible. I also could tell it was late in the afternoon since the sun was setting.
I went back upstairs with Nikki. The three of them had been drinking and partying a lot. They shoved a glass of vodka at me and told me to catch up, there was more fucking ahead for me. I downed it and Sophia poured me another one. I had to stand there bent over with my ass stuck back at them, cheeks spread apart, largely ignoring me except for throwing chocolate covered peanuts at my hole and talking about me.
After that, we went upstairs to my bedroom. Llewellyn lay on the bed, propped up on the pillows and spread her legs wide. I crawled up and knelt between her legs and started sucking her pussy. The other two pulled my hips up so my ass was sticking up and began lubing my ass hole. Sophia took the strappy and slowly inserted the cock in my ass, letting me adjust to the fullness of what was one of the thickest dildos I’ve ever encountered. I groaned. I kept eating Llewellyn, my face between her legs, while I played with my cunt and Sophia fucked my ass. I ran my hands up to her tits and massaged them; doing everything I could to please her. After I brought her off twice, she rolled over on her tummy and stuck her ass back in my face and I devoured it. In the meantime, Sophia withdrew the cock, lubed me again and kept fucking my ass. To add to the pain, Sophia had a belt in her hand and beat my ass constantly. When she finished with the dildo, she slid a butt plug in my ass until it seated.
Llewellyn rolled to one side and Nikki replaced her. I started on her pussy. She called me a fucking white trash lezzy and locked her thighs around my face and pulled my hair. Once again she started wildly grinding on me and I began to think she gets off more on the constant friction more than she does with my tongue lapping her. It didn’t matter to me. I knew she was using me the way she wanted to. Llewellyn ate Sophia during this time. When we all recovered, they let me wash up and go downstairs to cook dinner. I cooked in the garter belt, hose, and heels and had the plug up me. They stood in the kitchen and talked. I served them spaghetti with meat sauce, salad and garlic bread. All of us ate them at the table and me kneeling, my plate on the seat of the chair.
After we ate and I cleaned up, they forced me out on the lower patio (it was dark, probably around 10:00 or so) and had me pee. They also pissed on me. We came back in the lower family room. At that point I could have easily gone to bed but Sophia wasn’t letting that happen. She said they’d been easy on me but it couldn’t continue. Sooner or later I’d need to be soundly punished. They were clustered around, hissing things at me.
Sophia begins to describe things, how I was a fuck toy and she knew deep down I really wanted to be fucked up. Their hands were all over me. My head was spinning. I got hot and my cunt was dripping. She asked me straight on didn’t I want to be fucked up and beaten. I nodded. She made me say it; I did. She kept on until I was telling her I was a pain slut and wanted her to whip me. She started talking about the storage room and what a perfect dungeon it could be for me. Nikki and Llewellyn chimed in and soon I was shaking. She whispered in my ear that they were taking me to the storage room, tie me up and beat me because that’s what I needed. That of all the places in my house, the storage room was really the only place I deserved to be.
So help me, when she said that, I came. They knew it. They grabbed my arms and led me back there.
The storage room is about 12 x 20, concrete block walls and an open ceiling which exposes the floor joists to the main level above. It’s completely isolated no windows and only the one door in. it’s virtually soundproof. In the room we have boxes of things, a few pieces of old furniture, a mattress and box springs, a weight bench and a couple of ladders. There’s one bright light over head.
I was shaking so badly I could barely walk, tottering on the Lucite heels. They got the rope and had me stand toward the center of the room. Nikki got one of the ladders and pulled it over and climbed up, they tied ropes around my wrists and Nikki took the long end and looped it over the exposed beams and tied it off. Llewellyn took the handle out of an old floor mop and used that as a spreader bar, tying my ankles to it, about 4 feet apart. They removed the garter belt but left my hose on, which by now were full of runs and sagged around my lower legs. They clamped and weighted my nipples and labia. I groaned. They left me, door open and light on and went upstairs, returning with a variety of things to beat me plus a few beers and the bottle of Black Velvet.
Llewellyn shoved the bottle to my lips and made me drink. They started chiding me again. Sophia pulled the clamps off and stared into my face. I could see her change into hard looks, sneering comments. It was if the bitch side, the hard side of her was oozing from every pore of her body. She slapped me and spit into my face. Her expressions were cold, much as they were two months ago in their meeting place. She slapped my cunt with the palm of her hand, lightly at first, then harder until it was sensitive. She’d wipe my goo across my face and do it some more. She took a flogger and began hitting my cunt, then moved behind me and began flogging my upper back, then hitting the end of the butt plug with a paddle, driving it into me with each stroke. She’d move back and forth between these 3 parts of my body. Llewellyn and Nikki were cupping my cunt and pinching my nipples until Nikki got the crop and began to smack on my tits and nipples.
Intuitively I knew they were spacing this out. I was in subspace, totally out of it. My mind was shattered by the fact I was tied in what does resemble a dungeon, them in total control of me and the sensations of pain shooting through my body. I was almost in another place and time. I had these flashes through my mind of black women living in my house and me as their servant and taking this beating on a daily basis. Sophia kept flailing the daylights out of me, I started yelling then screaming. I was electrified. Sophia grabbed my face with her hands. I groaned but was abruptly silenced as she leaned forward and planted a long, lingering, wet kiss squarely on my lips and rubbed her naked body against mine which drove me insane. She broke the kiss and spit into my face again, hissing at me that my screams excited her. She called me a lezzy pain slut then drove a knee into my cunt; she picked up a thin dowel rod and began hitting me repeatedly. I kept screaming. They ran fingernails down the insides of my arms stretched above my heads, across my tits and tummy and ended at my cunt. Things started to build inside me. Sophia switched from the dowel rod to the flogger and aimed at my tits. The swats were harder and deliberate. She started swishing the flogger all over the front of my body until I was on fire and leaning toward her as if I was lewdly asking for more. Llewellyn and Nikki went behind me, one of them separated my ass cheeks and the other began hitting my plug with the crop. I yelled more and Sophia told them to hit me harder.
I came again, partly from the intensity of the pain, partly from Sophia’s fingers reaching under my slit and squeezing my clit.
At that point they left me. When they left they flicked off the light and shut to door. That storage room is 100% dark. There isn’t a beam of light, even coming under the door. I was freaked for a moment so I shut my eyes almost as a way of pretending it wasn’t happening. I pissed. My body was still stinging. I couldn’t hear a thing, not a sound of them anywhere else in the house. This truly was a dark, timeless environment. I waited for what seemed like a long time, lost in my thoughts and the darkness.
After considerable time passed, the door opened and Llewellyn and Nikki came back in. flicked on the light switch. They had drinks in hand. I leaned towards them as far as it possibly could. Sophia stood by the door, sipping a drink. She told then to release me and her words ... bring the bitch to me.
They untied my ankles then climbed the ladder to untie my hands. I sank into Llewellyn’s arms. Nikki cuffed my wrists behind me. They half dragged me into the family room and dropped me on the floor in front of where Sophia was sitting on the love seat. She slowly spread her legs. She was sitting on a towel and had oiled her body. It was fucking glistening. Llewellyn and Nikki shoved my face into Sophia’s oiled cunt. I ate her while she drank and smoked a cigarette. She never spoke a word until she moaned in a cumm. I kept going until she pushed me away. Llewellyn jumped on me and smothered me with her pussy and told me to kiss it and thank her for being so attentive. I ate her until she gushed over me. She rolled me over and I found my face between Nikki's thighs. I began eating her again. I was being passed from one to the other as if I was some mindless piece of fuck toy. They pulled the butt plug out and took off the Lucite heels and useless hose. They shoved me into the cage and locked the door. I remember looking at the clock and seeing it was about 1:30. I was completely out of it. They turned off the light and went upstairs. I curled on my left side and was asleep within minutes.
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