Note: By now I’m sure it’s apparent to anyone who might have followed this that there are moments when I’m easily led beyond the realm of common sense. Months if not years of conditioning by Jody and Katrina have literally stripped me of the ability to deny even the most foolish and outrageous demands. Jody was “in a fuck me up mood”’ Monday morning. She demanded I assemble the large dog cage and spend considerable time in there prior to the arrival of the black maids who now clean for me. Katrina apparently agreed. Following her instructions, I entered the cage around 9:15 and gave myself a wine enema, held it, took a marker and wrote slutty things on me until I expelled my mess in the cage. I stayed there until 10:00, got out, cleaned the mess off me and cleaned the cage. I reentered the cage around 10:45, locked myself in and waited naked for their arrival and what I knew would be an extremely humiliating situation. During my wait, Jody and I talked periodically.
I heard a car drive up then usual commotion of doors slamming. I sent Jody and Katrina a quick acknowledgement shortly after 1:00. The doorbell rang then I heard people come in, figuring it was Kim and her crew. I literally shook from fright and anticipation but I didn’t say anything until I heard laughter and someone call for me. I shouted back that I was downstairs. Ironically, about the same time, Jody was talking with me. I was responding when they came down, Kim with my note in hand, Danielle and Tabitha with their maid equipment, and saw me locked in cage. They went into howls of laughter and asked what the fuck I was doing. I told her giving Jody an update; she said the same Jody who made me get in a cage and that she talked to once before; I said yes.
The expressions on their faces made me feel like the most foolish thing on earth. She said to me … so fuck wad tell me what’s going on here. I blurted out what happened, that Jody had me do an enema, then lock myself in the cage. She saw some of the writing, had me move about in cage so she could read more, laughed and called me a fucking crazy white bitch.
She unlocked the cage, grabbed the pc from me and relocked the cage door. I asked her if she would let me out. She said fuck no, I was exactly where I belonged.
She started talking with Jody. Tabitha and Danielle were laughing at me, poking a mop handle and a feather duster through the cage wires and squirting Windex at me. At one point I asked what was being said but didn’t get an answer. Later Kim said something about babysitting and later about Jasmine. It wasn’t until I read the log that you left, Jody, that I got the full conversation. Thank you for doing that.
When they finished chatting, Kim asked where the marker was and I told her by my bag. She told me to press my face straight into the side of the cage. She took the marker and wrote across my forehead “pig bitch”. She worked a couple of fingers thru the cage and grabbed locks of my hair and worked portions of my hair through the cage wires. She took a thin rope and tied it around the locks of my hair on the right side of my head that she’d pulled through the cage to more locks of my hair pulled through from the left side of my head. She tied the two ends together outside the cage and parallel with my forehead. In essence, my face was tied looking straight against the cage. I could not move my face at all. She had me press my tits against the cage. Grabbing my nipples and pulling them straight out through the mesh, she put a clothes pin on each nipple. She attached a weight on each one and let it dangle on the outside of the cage, I couldn’t pull away, nor could I reach through the wire to remove them. She put a clothes pin on my nose and when I opened my mouth to protest she grabbed my tongue and snapped another clothes pin on the end of my tongue. I screamed like hell. She told me to keep squealing.
She took her jeans off and stuck her pussy right in my face and let go a stream of piss. With my nose pinched shut, I couldn’t close my mouth because I had to breathe, so most of her piss went right where she aimed it, into my open mouth. Then she encouraged Tabitha and Danielle to do the same and obviously they did. Tabitha held the clothes pin on my tongue out as far as she could and pissed in my mouth. Danielle laughed and did about the same. I was well soaked, gagging and screaming.
She asked how I enjoyed being her toilet last time. All I could do was squeal, to which she said, “I guess that means yes.” Then she took the pins off my nose and tongue and said … “now answer me fuck wad.” When I calmed down I said it was gross but it was my duty. She said … hell yes its gross but I was the nastiest filthiest white trash she’d ever known. Then she asked me what was in the bowl in the corner of my cage, I said my piss. She told me to reach back get it and dump it over my head. With my hair and nipples tied to the side of the cage I fumbled around and found the bowl with my left hand and dumped it over me.
They laughed like crazy then she said she didn’t know whether to clean my house or just keep torturing me for the two hours they’d normally be here cleaning. She taunted me asking me if I’d write the check anyway just for the opportunity to be tortured and treated like a toilet. I nodded; she said Gawd you are so much fun. That it’s reached the point she lies awake at nights thinking of ways to torture and degrade me. She said she could make more money selling my skanky ass around town than working her ass off cleaning houses and you’d given her permission.
They decided they’d do the basics in the master bedroom and kitchen but would spend most of their time down here torturing me. I groaned. Danielle and Tabitha went upstairs to clean, Kim stayed down with me.
She saw the banana in the cage and said how appropriate, grab it and fuck myself. I asked her to please take the pins off my nipples but she said we make the rules, fuck myself with the banana and if I did a good job they’d take the pins off. Again with my left hand I found the banana and started fucking my cunt. That brought all kinds of howls and comments but I fucked myself to a cumm.
True to her word she did release my nipples and also untied my hair. I thanked her. Kim asked how much I knew about Jasmine and what I did with her. I was fairly straight forward about my fear of Jasmine and that she’d beat me some and pissed on me while Susan watched and it happened three times I thought. She thinks Jasmine is a terror from what she’s heard from Monique.
She asked how badly I wanted to get out of the cage and I had two choices; either stay in after they left or be let out and shit on again and tortured. I told her I’d do anything to get out of the cage. She questioned me and said so you’re really giving me permission to shit on you again. I nodded. She said she’d let me out, give me a minute to stretch my arms and legs but she planned to tie me up, that she didn’t want me getting in her way.
When I crawled out she saw my bruised ass and asked about it. I explained the 100 swats on my hole from Katrina last Friday. She asked if I could take some more and I said I didn’t think so. She scoffed at me, picked up a strap, doubled it over and began hitting my ass hole. I was crawling on all fours and she walked behind me whipping my ass like she was herding cattle. Some of the blows hit my cheeks some hit my ass hole and when I begged for mercy she started hitting my cunt and also whipped the sides of my swaying tits. It didn’t seem to matter to her. Finally she stopped, had me kneel and tied my wrists behind me. She’s damn good with rope by the way. She undressed completely and crawled up on the sofa, pulled her legs back and said start eating me. She called me a piss headed fuck wad. I went totally wild in her cunt. All the time in isolation today and thoughts and fears of her visit had built me into a frenzy and I let it loose. I ate her pussy then she said get my mouth in her shit hole.
Danielle and Tabitha came back down and stripped. Tabitha got the dildo and tried to fuck my ass but I screamed. Kim said ignore the slut and fuck her. Tabitha did, making my hole raw again. She fucked my cunt some also. I kept licking Kim’s ass and then her pussy to another cumm. Danielle and Tabitha sat beside her on the sofa. I moved to Tabitha and started eating her but about that time Chanel called to see if she needed to come rescue me from the cage. I told her no, that I was okay.
Kim made me pay for the interruption. When I resumed eating Tabitha, she got the bright idea it would be more interesting if my nipples were clamped and weighted while I ate her. She used clover clamps and 4 ounces of weight I think. I ate Tabitha off, sucked her ass, then moved to Danielle and ate her until she squirted all over me. She’s like a fountain. It’s amazing and drives me wild.
When I finished with Danielle I was soaked head to toe. They had me stand up. Kim got the small crop and began swatting my ass cheeks and thighs. I’d scream and move which made the weights sway. I cried and begged; my nipples were in excruciating pain. They talked about how much they could sell me for and that they could probably make as much off me in a day as they could from cleaning houses.
They kept whipping my butt and pointed to the bathroom. Kim said potty time. I knew what was coming and it was a dilemma for me; if I hesitated I would get whipped more; if I hurried in there it meant I’d be shit on quicker. My mind was doing flip flops. They pushed me into the bathtub, took the clamps off and had me lie down, hands still tied behind me. Danielle quickly tied my ankles and I was face up. They decided they’d aim for the writing on my tummy where it said “Kim’s toilet”. Before they did anything however they told me to beg for it. I lay there like a ninny begging to be browned. Kim’s comment was this alone is worth a couple hundred dollars. I was almost in tears. Danielle squatted over me first and let out a turd that curled on my navel and abdomen. It stunk to high heavens. Tabitha followed and squashed out her goo in about the same place. My eyes were closed and I was trying to breathe as little as possible. Kim mercifully followed quickly and splattered me with her shit which sounded like an explosion. They wiped, tossed the toilet paper on me. Kim even wiped her ass then wiped the paper across my tits and cheek.
They said they had to go, I said but you have to untie me. Again they threatened to leave but Kim said ah damnit we have to get the check. Kim knows now where I keep the checkbook and came down with it. By that time Tabitha had carefully untied my hands and feet. I wrote her a check for $150; usually I pay her $110 for a cleaning and tip her $20.
In essence today I paid them to torment me and brown me. There was very little cleaning accomplished. Just so you all know, I still find brown gross. I don’t crave it nor do I deliberately ask for it. I do it out of a sense of obligation and servitude and obedience. Or perhaps out of a sense that I’ve become incapable of denying superior women their pleasure.
When they left, I had a hell of a lot of things to do; disassemble the cage, put away the toys, and clean the tub and then myself. Then I had to do an additional shower and scrub the words off my skin.
For your pleasure, e.
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