Oct 13, 2008: My Punishment

Last week, on two occasions, I responded to Jody in a way I should not have; I questioned her on my position in her realm. Although I was reprimanded verbally, Jody and Katrina agreed punishment was defiantly appropriate. Monday morning around 9:00 I was ordered to sit by the front door naked and plugged and wait for Katrina. I sat by front door naked and plugged. I had no idea how long it was before she arrived.

We went to great room; she sat, I knelt at her feet. She talked to me about why I spouted off to you. Said was inexcusable and I was being punished for both times I did it. I understood and apologized. She gave me the cash which I put in a kitchen drawer, I wrote her a check. The cash thing made me suspicious, since every time cash is involved, somebody gets paid and it’s rarely her. She said to go upstairs, lay out my enema kit and leave it in the bathroom, get my crop and toy bag bring down to her. I looked at the clock saw it was about 10:30.

When I came back downstairs she had taken her leather skirt off and told me to worship her pussy, nice and slow, build her up gradually. I did lots of licking, slow sucking until she put her feet over my shoulders and told me to go faster now. She took her time then had a strong cumm. She had me pause, then lick and clean both her pussy and rose. I rimmed her ass then she told me to stay at her feet. She read a magazine. Every so often she’d pick up the crop, have me present my ass and hit the plug. Said these don’t count, they’re warm-ups. I thanked her each time.

Waiting was hell. I just kept wishing she’d begin. She had me open a bottle of wine and drink a glass. She had brandy and coffee. She had me kneel, knees apart and play with my cunt, telling me to get it nice and juicy. I played with myself and she’d hiss at me to do more. I’d play with my cunt with one hand and pull my tender nipples with the other. Then I lay at her feet again.

I heard a car door shut and she asked me if I was expecting visitors, I said no Maam. I began quivering. Her face was expressionless. Then the bell rang and she said answer it, that I know the drill. I walked into the foyer and opened the door. I gasped. There were four, Suzy and Jamie plus two others Jamies age, one a chubby black girl the other a slender long haired blonde with tight shorts and dynamite legs. I halfway shut the door but Suzy barged in, the other three behind her. I slid back away from them, back toward the great room and covered myself with my hands. I couldn’t think. Suzy laughed and knocked my hands down. Jamie and these other two were in stitches of laughter.

Katrina called out from the great room to bring my guests to her. Suzy saw the plug and said what’s that in your ass, you pig. Jamie pushed me down the hall and we went into the great room, where Katrina still sat smiling. The other two girls were still giggling. Katrina told them to find a comfy chair and for me to remain standing, hands clasped behind my back. When I hesitated longer than she thought I should she picked up the crop and whacked me across my left tit. I instantly obeyed. The three girls plopped on the sofa. They shifted around nervously; Suzy took the settee. Katrina acted totally aloof, like she didn’t know what was happening. She told me to introduce my guests, I replied that I don’t know their names. She laughed and called me a dumb ass bitch, to introduce myself and get their names. So I turned to the white girl and said I’m Eve, Katrina’s slave. The girl said in a quiet voice her name was Samantha. The chubby girl was Ellie. Katrina smiled and said and of course you know Jas and Susan. I nodded a yes Maam. Apparently Katrina had not met the other two before.

Katrina said I should offer them something to drink. Susan wanted vodka and coke, Jas asked for a beer, the other two didn’t say anything immediately. Katrina asked me how I feel about underage drinking; I said I didn’t approve of it. She said get them a coke. I went to the kitchen and did so, returning with a tray of drinks. When I handed Susan her drink, Katrina said not way, kneel before a superior woman, so I knelt and lifted it to her. I did the same for Jas, kneeling to offer the coke. She snorted at me and said I want a beer, bitch, she was already looking pissed.

My nakedness and servitude was the source of one comment after the other from the three, from what an old bitch I was to why does some old woman act that way. Katrina explained this is how I get sexual satisfaction and that I have no choice but to obey others. She had me tell them that I hadn’t had clothes on since 5:00pm yesterday. The plug was one way of reminding me what a tramp I was. If they had any doubt just look at my oozing cunt. Jas didn’t hesitate to chime on that I’d sucked her pussy and she’d seen me naked before. It was obvious to me the other two already heard that story from her.

Katrina decided I should give everybody a tour of the house, so I took them to the upper level first. When we were in the main bath, they saw the enema kit and Katrina laughed that I’d demonstrate how I used that later. I shivered. We finished the upper level, then the main level and went to the lower walkout level, the one where Eliz stayed. There’s a refrigerator down there and Jas opened it and gleefully discovered it was full of beer and some wine. By this time Jas was constantly hitting my butt like she owned me. I figured she was putting on a show for the other two, trying to act superior.

I quietly mentioned to Katrina that I had to pee. She laughed and made some comment that the pleasantries of the day were over anyway and it was time to get down to business. We all went upstairs to the kitchen for a mixing bowl which was placed in the great room floor. Katrina handed me my nearly empty wine glass and told me to dribble some in it first. I could feel my face flushing, turning beet red. With the five of them standing around, and my legs splayed open, I carefully dribbled some into glass. Katrina turned to the three and said watch closely and see what a toilet whore does to please her Mistress. She told me to drink it. Samantha went oh yuck. My eyes pleaded with Katrina but she said drink it, so I drank it. You could have knocked the three girls over with a feather. Then she told me to finish peeing in the bowl which I did. I cannot begin to describe the reaction of the three girls.

We went up to the main bath, Katrina with a bottle of wine. She got the enema kit and mixed a little wine and water in the bag. She asked the girls if they’d ever seen someone do an enema, which they hadn’t. She told me to get in the Jacuzzi tub on all fours. I freaked and begged no. She said I could do it the civil way by myself or they’d make it rougher. I apologized and got in the tub. The three stood by the tub, Susan and Katrina behind them. I actually started to cry which did no good. The first thing I had to do was remove the plug which was pretty foul by that time. Katrina said lick it and I hesitated. She said okay bitch here’s the deal, you do it my way or I bet jamie and her friends might enjoy shoving it down your throat. Remembering how mean Jas was, I nodded and licked the nasty thing which brought shrieks of laughter. Samantha mad some comment that she wished this was her mom because she’s a royal bitch. They howled. I felt like some piece of shit on display at a freak fair. While I lubed my ass Katrina gave the bag to Suzy and she stuck the nozzle in me and started releasing. . I moaned and pleaded but eventually the bag emptied. I cried, sweated, begged. Susan withdrew the nozzle. Katrina commented that I’d already pissed for them now I was going to shit like a filthy pig. She made me oink. Through my tears I could see Jas pulling my hanging tits and shaking them like rags. My mind thought of all the other humiliations I’d endured and this was by far the worse, even being staked out and browned at Alanna’s. It was definitely the age difference which Katrina also kept pointing out to me as I suffered through holding the enema. Samantha and Ellie are 15, Jamie still 14. She said all their three combined ages don’t equal mine. It was a huge shameful fact.

While I stayed on all fours in the tub Katrina made me ask each of them if I could suck their pussy and lick their asses sometime. Susan didn’t help matters, she blurted out that she’d browned me and she knew I was a shit pig. Finally I was given permission to release and expelled all over the tub. The stench was terrible and the mess worse, yet my humiliation far greater. I cried and felt more like a little girl that a late 40’s woman. They went downstairs, Susan stayed for a moment to help me out of the tub since I was so drunk. I cleaned up, which took a while and also cleaned the tub.

When I came back downstairs, Susan and Katrina were in the great room but not the girls. Susan said they’re all downstairs waiting for you; we’ll be down in a little while. I went down to the lower level where I found them drinking beer. They all clapped and laughed saying things like here’s the piggy queen or something like that. I stumbled around I thought there no way I can do anything now. I stood in front of them and asked what they wanted. Jamie said well I could thank them for watching me take an enema. So I did and that was something I should have never done. In saying that what little control I had left vanished. Jamie got up and walked over to me and slapped my face calling me a bitch. Did I know why they weren’t in school, I said no. She said because they were thrown out for fighting an older girl. I thought Gawd no. I already knew there had been some gang problems with Jas. Before I could think straight she punched me in the stomach and I fell in the floor. When I tried to get up she grabbed my hair and Ellie hit my tits and pulled them like she was intent on separating them from my body. Somebody hit my stomach again and things blurred. I felt someone dragging me by my hair toward the back bedroom, the room Eliz stayed in last week. I tried to scream but no sounds came out beyond a gurgle. Samantha called me a bitch slut mom. I was in the floor. Jas took off her jeans and squatted over me and ground her pussy in my face. She trapped my faced under her and I sucked her. Gawd is she strong.

About that time someone pulled her off me and I looked up and saw Katrina. She pushed Jas aside and said that’s enough. She looked at the other two and said not right now. We have other things to do.

She led me back to the family room. She lit the four candles down there and turned off the lights even closing the blinds so the room was dim. Katrina and Suzy had wine. The five of them sat on the couches down there and I had to kneel. Katrina told me its punishment time. I nodded. The atmosphere was somber. She said first I had to confess, in front of all of them, that she’d played this over in her mind and considered several scenarios. But when she found out the girls were available, she thought it appropriate for them to see a grown white woman acting out my life as a toilet slut and a pain whore and a slave. She told everyone not to say a word during my confession. She gave me a glass of wine to sip, there was stone silence. She told me to begin. I related the events of the past two weeks and how I’d doubted my place in your life and given you attitude on two occasions. I also confessed I’d done one of those after you’d led me to have sex with my step daughter. I also stated that I could not live my life without being controlled and serving women, particularly black women. By the time I finished I had small tears in my eyes.

Katrina seemed satisfied. Then she said I would receive 75 hard hits directly on my asshole, because in all truth, I had acted like a complete asshole these last two weeks.

There’s a 42” round breakfast table by those windows, looking out on the back yard. She had me climb up on that table and stay on all fours initially then lower my face and shoulders to the tabletop, leaving my ass stuck up high in the air. I had to separate my knees about 18 inches apart. She tied ropes around each ankle which pulled my knees slightly wider, then tied those ropes to the tops of the table legs. She told me to drape my arms off the table and she and Suzy tied my wrists to the two other table legs. My face was at the edge of the table. Then she tied a rope around my waist and tied those ends somewhere under the table. I stayed like that for a couple of minutes while she dragged her finger nails over my hips and thighs. She showed me what she was going to use, my crop and a thin leather paddle, about two inches wide. I had to kiss each instrument. She walked behind me.

The first blow from the crop hit my asshole and I flinched. She waited a few seconds and hit it again, then 3 more in rapid succession. There was a long pause, probably 2-3 minutes, don’t know. She told Susan to hold my ass cheeks apart. She switched to the thin paddle and hit me 5 more times and I yelled like crazy, I was begging, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. She told the girls to stand close to my head, feel free to pull my hair, reach under me and pinch a nipple while I rested. I saw Jas and Samantha close to my face and felt fingers moving under me, to find my nipples which were hidden against the table top. There were comments about me. Did I enjoy this, I shook my head no. then Katrina hit me 5 more times and I thought oh gad that’s only 15. She paused then did 5 more. By that time I started clenching my fingers, trying to anything to absorb the pain or the thoughts of what was to come. At 25 I begged for mercy, I remember that. She said she’d give a little break if I wanted it and put something on my asshole. I nodded. But what she did was take a taper out of the candle holder and shove it in my hole and hold it up so the wax dripped down around my ring. I screamed and I remember the girls giggling and commenting about fucking my ass with a candle. Candle s wax continued to flow around my rose and run down into my cunt. Then she took it out and let th wax harden. She came to my face and said I was a bitch and did I want to take back any of my words. I screamed yes all of them. She sent Samantha upstairs to retrieve the butt plug. When she came back Katrina told her to shove it into my mouth. It was still somewhat nasty.

She asked me if I wanted the next 10 with the paddle or the crop. Then she said oh hell I had my mouth full of dirty butt plug so let me ask everybody else. They decided the crop. She hit me again what I assume to be 10 times all spaced out and by this time I’d lost track of how many I’d taken. All I knew was my hole was burning with pain. I remember her saying something about wax being on my cunt and asking the girls did they know the best way to get wax off a cunt... was to beat it off. Out of nowhere she hit my cunt several times and called me a maso pig fuck. She paused then hit my ass again 5 times and all I knew was I was screaming and crying. She told Samantha to let Jas have a turn fucking my mouth with the plug and jamie rammed it in me until I thought I’d choke. Then she hit me some more and said that’s 50, 2/3 of the way there, bitch.

She gave me another break and made Jas take the plug out of my mouth so I could get my breath. Susan came over and wiped my tears away, and pulled my hair out of my face and gave me more wine, which I almost choked on. I was dazed; I groaned is that really 50? I remember saying please hit me 25 times so I can get it over with. Katrina told me we do these on her count and I deserved to suffer. I had no idea how long the break lasted or how long this had been going on. Time didn’t mean anything to me.

Without warning she started hitting me again. I rapidly lost track and I’m not sure but I think I almost lost consciousness. I remember Suzy wiping my face with a cold bath cloth and I barely whispered, are we through. Then she hit me again and I knew we weren’t. I prayed one would miss and hit my ass cheek or even my cunt, but she never did. I thought a few hit me on the inner cheek but I couldn’t’ tell my hole was so numb yet burning. I felt more blows after a pause then more and finally she said that’s 70. Only 5 more to go. Tell KJ I’m sorry. I screamed your name again and said I’m sorry. Then she hit me 5 more times. She came to my face and kissed my cheeks and eyes.

They let me stay on the table for a few minutes before I was untied. However no sooner than I was sliding off the table into Susan’s arms she tied my wrists behind me and also crossing my ankles and tying them. She and Katrina half dragged me to the bathroom and laid me on the floor on my right side. I sensed Susan taking her jeans off and pushing me on my back. I was begging no please don’t I can’t take it. But she didn’t pay any attention. I remember Katrina saying to the girls something about me and toilet. Susan pissed on me. She said anybody else? Jas pulled her jeans down and pissed on me and encouraged the others. I was squirming, trying to wiggle out of the piss puddle I was lying in, but I really wasn’t going anywhere. Samantha slid her shorts and panties off and pissed on me. Ellie wasn’t sure but Jas said she better, so she squatted her chubby ass over me and pissed. When she moved away Susan came back and squatted over me and shit on my tummy. She pulled toilet paper off the roll and wiped then wiped the gunk on me...

I was untied and given a towel to wipe myself off. We left the mess in the floor and went upstairs. Katrina had me pay everybody, $50 to each girl and $50 to Susan for bringing them. They left and Katrina had me clean up the downstairs mess, then we came to the computer and I wrote my apology.