I wore the modified bikini, black fishnet hose and my new 5” platform Lucite heels. I resembled something between mindless whore and positively ridiculous. I had the butt plug in and my toy bag. I also took a black sheer blouse but had no idea what good it would do. I called Mavis to let her know I was on my way to Daphne’s as she asked. She simply snorted and told me to see her tomorrow. I needed cash and after I got off the freeway close to Daphne’s, I found a drive up ATM at a bank. I know they have cameras that record every transaction but it beat walking into the bank dressed as I was.
When I pulled into the alley behind the garage, I heard commotion coming from the garage. I walked the 20-25 feet to the garage in the bikini, hose and skyscraper heels carrying my bag thinking I don’t have an ounce of common sense left in me. Somebody shouted out here comes the entertainment. I opened the side door and froze. There were six of them and I counted twice to be sure I wasn’t dreaming; Daphne, Vanessa, Christine and Charlene; all these have used me several times. There were two new women I’d never seen. Daphne introduced Joan, also Daphne’s first cousin and Shanice, a friend of Daphne. I was shaking so badly I couldn’t say a word. I stared at them and wondering how I’ll survive this day.
The old iron frame bed and dirty mattress was still there. The work bench on the side of the garage was a well stocked bar and there were subs from subway and two coolers which I presumed had ice; they obviously had started partying. There was also a collection of dildos lying there that would put an adult toy store to shame. The comments about my attire were about as raunchy as they get. I thought what a horrid way to meet somebody new dressed in such a ridiculous fashion. Joan stared at me and I was afraid to meet her gaze. She quite frankly is an extremely attractive mature black woman. In brief conversation later I found out she’s 50 and models. Shanice, (something like that) is rather fat and generally unattractive, probably about mid 30’s.
Daphne handed me a vodka tonic and said catch up. Vanessa and Charlene had a field day pulling at my nipples poking out the holes in the bikini top. When Daphne discovered the slit in the bikini bottoms she wasted no time poking her fingers at my cunt. When I’d finished my first drink I had to strut around the garage which by this time was already sweltering hot on a day predicted to be around 90. I kept strutting, posing and it knew they were getting worked up, especially when the conversation turned to what happened the last time I was there.
Daphne put clothes pins on my nipples poking out of the bikini top. She took the big chip clip off a bag of potato chips and reached down, pulled my labia through the slit in the bikini bottom and snapped it on my labia. That made me wince. I had to strut around again while they commented. That’s when they really noticed the fading bruises on my ass. I responded that I’d been spanked for bad behavior but I didn’t say by whom. Daphne lowered my bottoms and discovered the full extent of the bruises and the plug. She left the back of my bikini bottom lowered.
Daphne, never the shy one, slipped her loose dress over her head and said she wanted some action. She sat in an old folding chair and spread her legs. I felt almost awkward in front of two strangers but I went over and dropped to my knees and pulled her panties down. Still in the bikini I started sucking her tits then moved to her pussy.
While I ate Daphne, Charlene pulled up another folding chair and established her position as next in line. I brought Daphne off and moved to Charlene and started on her hairy pussy. The other four were standing around watching and name calling me. Daphne started chiding them in street language to try some of this white woman’s tongue. I heard chairs being dragged over. I brought Charlene off and asked if the pins and chip clip could come off. Charlene slapped me and said no. Vanessa was next in line. Wincing in pain I started sucking her pussy and kept going until I sucked off Christina and Shanice.
Joan stood there watching. When they finished she stood in front of me and pulled her beige cotton dress off and revealed gorgeous beige lingerie set and a body to absolutely die for. I mean full breasts, a trim waist and flaring hips and a trimmed pussy that showed through her nearly transparent panties. Making sure she had my full attention, she removed the bra and two magnificent breasts spilled out. When she lowered the panties I moaned. She sat and had me face her. She pulled my hair back and spit into my face telling me she’d never witnessed such debauchery before. She pointed to her pussy and said suck her. I couldn’t get there fast enough. She was like perfumed bliss, I don’t know how else to describe it. I ate her like I hadn’t seen a pussy in months. When I finished making her cumm, she told me I needed a good fucking as a reward.
Somebody yanked me to my feet and Charlene took the clip off my cunt and said lets see the goodies. They literally ripped the pussy slit in the bikini wide open absolutely destroying the bottom. I screamed at them not to but it was already in shreds. Daphne pulled the clothes pins off my nipples and stuck her fingers through the little holes and yanked until the top ripped. She unhooked it and yanked the straps until she broke them and tossed what was left on the floor. I looked at the totally useless remnants on the floor and knew I had almost nothing to wear home. They gave me another vodka tonic.
Several of them pushed me over to the single bed. I felt hands everywhere repositioning me until I was at the end of the bed, my knees on the floor. They tied my wrists and elbows behind me then tied ropes above each knee and pulled my thighs apart and tied those ropes to the legs of the bed frame so I was spread. My tummy and face were resting on the bed. They pulled the plug out and lubed my hole. I glanced over my right shoulder and saw Daphne putting a strappy on. I struggled but it was useless.
Daphne said lets blindfold the bitch and make her guess who’s fucking her and we can take turns making her eat us and guess who she’s eating. Since I’d eaten everybody once I’d be familiar with the taste. They bantered around and decided if I guessed wrong, I got 5 spanks on my ass. Charlene added part of the punishment for guessing wrong was that I got pissed on. I heard Shanice ask if I took piss. Daphne laughed and said I took shit too. A piece of somebody’s dark clothing was wrapped around my eyes a couple of times and knotted behind my head.
Somebody slide a dildo in my cunt and about the same time someone lifted my face and slid a pussy under me. I had to guess each one and missed both guesses. I felt 5 swats on my ass and someone pissed on the back of my shoulders. The second time I guessed right … Daphne. But the fucking guess was wrong and I got 5 more spanks. This kept on until I was pissed on about 5 -6 times and spanked countless times on my ass. Someone raised my upper body so it was almost upright and stuck an ass in my face, asking me whose ass was I eating? I hesitated and said Vanessa. Someone pissed on me and said guess again. I guessed Shanice and got slapped on my butt. I couldn’t get it right. The fucking shifted back and forth from ass to cunt and at times my mouth. I got the sensation they used several different dildos. I lost track of the number of times an ass or pussy was shoved in my face. I was sweat drenched as were their asses and pussies.
Daphne wanted to know who beat my ass. I said it was someone who was punishing me. She slapped me repeatedly and wanted to know who. At first it was joking, kidding but the more I refused the more I was slapped and my nipples twisted until they ached. She and Charlene slapped me and demanded to know who. She asked if it was Tisha and I said no. Daphne said … bitch, I’ll get the truth out you one way or the other. Things got quiet although I heard muffled laughter until Daphne said open my mouth. When I did someone pissed straight into my face and that was followed by another piss. I felt an ass against my face. I opened my mouth as if to suck but what I got was an explosion of shit blasting me. My mouth instinctively closed and I pulled back. I heard Daphne yell “bitch think you’re too good to take my shit.” Someone held me and arched me backwards until my back was bent back like a bow and my fingers were brushing the floor. Someone, Daphne I presume, straddled me and shit again, this time all over my neck tits and tummy. I was screaming. Daphne said are you going to tell me I said no. she told Charlene to shit on me. I felt an ass against me again, presumable Charlene, and felt shit spewing across the front of my body and face. I gagged. What I did not know at the time was Daphne and Charlene had gone into the house and gotten suppositories.
Daphne pulled the blindfold off and asked me if I was going to tell her. I looked at what I could see of my body and figured more was coming. But before I could answer, she held up a jar of marinated jalapeno peppers. She took one out and rubbed it across my mouth. My lips immediately started burning. She said how I thought one would feel on my cunt or stuffed up my asshole. She took another one and reached between my hips and the bed frame and rubbed it lightly over my labia. The pain was almost instantaneous. I screamed. She told Charlene to sick a jalapeno up my asshole but before she got it inserted I screamed out stop please, it was Mavis.
She looked at me with disbelief. I screamed it was Mavis, Mavis! I was crying burning stinking from shit. Daphne said that damn rotten bitch been seeing you. I nodded. She asked how many times, I said I didn’t remember maybe 4 or 5. She went into a rage and threw the jar of peppers against the wall smashing it into a zillion pieces. She came back and said to untie my legs from the bed frame and drag me out in the alley. Someone, Vanessa I think, untied them. I was afraid.
Daphne turned to everybody and said we’ll take her out in the alley and everybody shit on her. Joan said no, she was not going to, not like this. Daphne looked at her and yelled something like ‘you can’t come into my house and tell me what will and won’t be done.” Joan stood there with her arms folded across her breasts as calm as could be which infuriated Daphne. Daphne picked up fairly large piece of the broken jar and waved it at me telling me to get my ass out on the alley. Joan stepped between us and told Daphne to get control of herself. Daphne lunged at her. I thought oh my Gawd, no. Joan sidestepped her and did some kind of a self defense maneuver that put Daphne on the floor. It was too quick to describe. Joan told her don’t get up. Daphne did anyway and Joan floored her again. Charlene jumped at Joan and knocked her off balance but when Charlene tried to jump her again Joan kicked her in the crotch then drove an elbow into her neck. Charlene fell like a rock. She tried to get up but fell back against some of the folding chairs. All this happened in less than a minute. When Daphne got to all fours Joan asked her if she’d had enough and Daphne nodded.
Joan turned to me and asked if I was okay. She asked Christina to untie me and rub my wrists. They gave me a bottle of water to drink and wet some paper towels to clean myself off. Christina and Vanessa helped me; Shanice stood there like she’d been cheated out of her life savings.
Joan said I probably should go and asked if I was okay to drive or should one of them drive me home. I said I could but I had no clothes. She picked up Daphne’s dress and handed it to me said wear this. I thanked her and dressed. My new hose were in tatters but it didn’t matter right then, the bikini was hopeless.
Joan followed me to my car and said she was sorry but this wasn’t the first time Daphne showed bad judgment. I thanked her and apologized for creating such an untenable situation between Daphne and Mavis, but I’d promised Mavis I wouldn’t tell about seeing her. She told me I did all I could not to and she’d let Mavis know. I broke down and cried, resting my head on her shoulder until I finished crying.
I drove home, called Mavis on the way. She’d already heard about it and said she still expects to see me tomorrow, that we need to talk.
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