Sept 30, 2009: Kim and her crew

Blog 09 09 30 Kim and crew

Jody told me to dress classy for their arrival, which is unusual; generally the demand would be just the opposite, that I be naked. But I didn’t argue and the change of pace felt good to me. After I showered and fixed my hair, I put on a bra, panty and garter belt set which was a turquoise trimmed in black lace. I added seamed black hose and my Lucite hooker heels. Over that I wore a silk above the knee length robe with oriental designs in purple, turquoise and gold.

When I greeted Kim, Danielle and Tabitha, they were stunned to see me so lavishly dressed. We came into the kitchen where I had coffee, Danish and juice waiting and I served them. After some brief conversation and filling their tummies, Kim sent Danielle and Tabitha upstairs to start cleaning. She lingered in the kitchen and asked me why the sexy look and I told her Jody instructed me to dress this way. We hugged, kissed and she ran her hands over my body and whispered what’s going on with me? Was there something special I had in mind?

I told her the whole ragged story of my situation with Jody and the looming punishment with Jasmine and her friends which I somehow couldn’t bring myself to anticipate positively. She passed on admonishing me for dissing but dwelt more on her concern that I had to stop seeing these girls before something serious happened. I acknowledged her concerns and although I shared many of the same, I had to work through it and have no choice but to follow instructions. She shook her head.

After a pause, I sheepishly looked at her and asked if she would do me a favor. She replied … anything. I asked her … would you punish me … like really punish me? She looked over the top of her coffee cup and asked if I had something stronger to lace the coffee. I added Kahlua to both our cups. We went on the back porch, lit cigarettes and drank coffee. She said tell her what’s on my mind. I told her I’m not feeling right, there is something deep down bugging me and I feel guilty as hell for not addressing the concerns that sparked my rant in a different way. And the looming punishment from Jasmine, who had nothing to do with it, scares me and leaves me with a sense of foreboding.

With an all-knowing expression on her face she clarified that I felt a need for punishment and I was asking that she be a part of it? I said yes. By that time we’d finished our coffee. She quickly acknowledged she could and would punish me if I thought it would help. I nodded and said it’s a start. She snubbed out her cigarette and told me to go upstairs to my bedroom, get some rope, a hair brush, a heavy belt, my crop and a strappy.

I went upstairs, got the toy bag, removed the items and also got my cane which I rarely bring out. Kim came upstairs and talked to Danielle and Tabitha who by that time had finished the master bedroom and bathroom and were across the hall in my study. She’d told them to finish my house that she was going to do some things to me and they’d be involved later.

She came into the bedroom, saw the items on the dresser and nodded approval. She had me take off the robe, panties and bra and tied my hands behind me. By then I was quivering. She said she’d never seen me like this. She said you really need this don’t you and I said yes, in the worst way. She said if she starts spanking me she might really fuck me up, that I needed to be forewarned. I told her I understood. She had me stand at the footboard, which is a low poster brushed metallic finish with lots of scrollwork, facing the bed. She had me step my legs as wide apart as possible. She tied my legs, just above each knee, to the scrollwork and ran ropes around my ankles and tied those to the bottom of the posts. She rummaged through my toy bag, found sliding peg clamps and attached them to my nipples, then tied a rope to the short chain that connected the clamps. She pushed me forward until my face was on the bed. She reached under me and pulled the rope that was tied to the connecting chain to the top bar of the footboard. She tied that rope off tightly which created tension on the sliding clamps. That seriously brought my nipples into play and she said each time she hit my ass and I flinched I’d feel it in my tits when I jerked. I knew damn well she was right.

She ran the flat surface of the hairbrush over my ass, over the garter belt, against the tops of my hose, down my thighs and through my anal slit. The anticipation was immense. Then she hit my ass hard. I yelled. She continued swatting my ass and every time I jerked, I’d feel the tugging sensation on my nipples. She must have hit me 20 times with the hairbrush which really warmed my ass all over. Then she switched to the heavy belt and slowly and methodically flailed the daylights out of my ass and inner thighs. I was yelling with each stroke. Danielle and Tabitha were now in the room watching. Kim let them watch for a while but tactfully reminded them to finish cleaning my place and come back for their reward.

She beat my ass and inner thighs with the belt countless times until my ass was on fire. She took a break, ran her hands over my ass feeling the welts then picked up the cane. She stood off to one side and hit me and I screamed like hell. She told me it was what I needed and I’d literally begged for it. She hit me about 10-12 more times with the cane and I could feel serious welts rising. Then she picked up the crop and swatted my ass hole. That drove me insane and I jerked with each stroke. My nipples were in excruciating pain by then. She moved down to my cunt and beat it until I was sobbing. She removed the clamps from my nipples, left me tied as I was, and went downstairs. She came back with two glasses of OJ and vodka, pulled me up and gave me some told me to drink, it’ll numb the pain. I guzzled it.

She undressed, stood behind me, fingered my cunt briefly then slipped on the strappy. Without saying a word she slid it into my aching cunt and fucked me. I was delirious and felt like I was on a ledge between heaven and hell. She called me a hapless pain addict and started hitting my ass again with the hairbrush fucking me at the same time. I ripped of an orgasm then another one and melted into the bed. She undressed and got on the bed, spread her legs and wiggled her pussy under my face. I started licking her. Dani and Tabitha came back, watched me eat her and also examined my butt. She told them to undress, get busy and had Dani whip my ass with the crop again. The pain drove me into orbit and I kept eating Kim until she orgasmed.

While still on the bed, she pushed my upper body back so I was in a standing position. She picked up the crop, knelt on the bed facing me and beat my tits and nipples. Dani pulled my hair, holding me stable. Kim kept on until my tits were reddened and swollen. Tears were flowing down my face. She told me again the enjoy it and reminded me she said she might fuck me up. Dani reached around me and pinched my clit and rolled it back and forth between her thumb and fingers until I’d cumm again. Kim stopped her beating and asked me if I’d had enough. I sobbed yes. She held the empty glass under me and told me to piss in it. I filled it, she emptied it then held it again and I finished pissing.

She told Dani to come get her reward. Kim slipped off the bed and Dani pulled me back down, face to the bed and slipped her pussy under me and I ate her. While I was like this, Kim put the strappy back on, lubed my ass and slowly slid the dildo in me. Like some crazed bitch, I ate Dani and she squirted like somebody turning on a spigot, drenching my face time and time again. She came twice then slid of the bed. Kim, still fucking my ass, told Tabitha to take a turn and I ate her to a cumm.

Kim withdrew from my ass, and shoving Tabitha aside, forced the stained dildo into my mouth and told me to taste my ass goo and clean the thing off. I was numb, totally out of it by this point. I just responded to everything she said. Kim toyed with the idea of keeping me tied up all day and returning to free me when they’d finished the other 3 houses on their schedule for the day. I freaked. She laughed and said how interesting that would be. Instead she untied me completely and held me in an upright position and asked me if was sure I’d had enough. I weakly said yes and I thanked her for taking the time to attend to me. She said it’s always a pleasure to fuck me. She let me lie on the bed and cuddled me for a moment while Dani and Tabitha dressed. The two of them left and Kim stayed with me for a few minutes. We didn’t say much; she just held me. After a few minutes of alone time, I slipped down to her pussy and ate her off again then licked her ass in appreciation.

She said she had to get going so I wobbled to my study wrote her a check with a generous tip and thanked her again. She told me to be careful; she didn’t want to see my name in the headlines for the things I was doing with Jas. She told me above all else I have to follow my instincts that I’m the one at risk if something goes wrong. I thanked her. We hugged. She thanked me for the tip, called me one crazy bitch, reminded me to use caution and left..

Sept 28 2009: Melissa

We met at Fran’s garage apartment and it was so much better to have a decent place to fuck rather than that overheated oven of a storage room at her work place.

I arrived a few minutes before her, undressed and set out the sandwiches and wine I’d brought. I took a few items from my toy bag and placed them on the table by the bed then lit two candles. When she arrived the atmosphere was as perfect as we’ve experienced in a long time.

When she arrived I hugged her then knelt, unzipped her jeans, took them off and kissed her pussy through her blue cotton panties then stripped her naked. She sat on the edge of the bed and I sucked her mammoth breasts, cuddled and worshipped them. I went back to her pussy. She stretched back on the bed, keeping her feet on the floor and legs apart. I used the rabbit and she instantly started moaning. in pleasure. She called me a fucking whore. I nodded that I was her whore for the moment and truthfully, I felt like one. While I used the rabbit on her pussy I licked and nibbled at her clit. She came like a sky rocket and told me to keep going. I brought her off again and told her I wanted her ass hole.

She rolled over on the bed and I buried my face between her sumptuous ass cheeks, pulled them apart and licked her hole. That was getting to her so I slid one hand between her pussy and the sheets and squeezed her pussy and kept licking her hole until she told me she was on fire. I told her that’s the way I want her and kept going until she exploded again.

She looked at me, squeezed my face in her hands and told me I was so damn good. I told her I wanted to be.

She put on the strappy and had me get on all fours. She took me from behind, sliding the dildo into my cunt and started stroking it in and out of me. I braced, stuck my hips back and let her take me as long as she wanted. By then despite the air conditioning, we both were sweating. She fucked me until I came twice.

I rolled over and pulled her to me. I sucked her nipples, rolled them and she said if I keep doing that she’d cumm again. I pressed as knee into her pussy and ground it into her and kept sucking and sure enough she came again.

We lay against each other and relaxed briefly. She went into the bathroom to pee and I followed. I held my hands in her stream and sucked my fingers afterwards then I peed. We came back, sat at the small breakfast table and ate sandwiches and sipped wine and water. While we ate I asked her if sometime her friend Rachael might join us for a 3-way. She said she’d ask. She dressed and left to return for work. I straightened up the place, made it neat and tidy, then showered and left.

Fran wasn’t home the entire time; she’d told me earlier she wouldn’t be. I’ve called and expressed my thanks for her hospitality. Kisses. E

Sept 27, 2009: Maria and Alexandria

They came to the house around 1045 and entered through the side door of the garage. I met them naked with a bottle of wine. I explained to them I was on cumm restrictions until midnight for bad behavior. That didn’t really bother them.

The garage was too uncomfortable. Taking a huge chance on my part, I came back through the house and went down to the lower level and unlocked the French doors. They in the meantime went around the back of the house and came into the house that way. We went back to the bedroom down there and started drinking wine, kissing and fondling. I undressed them, fondling, kissing and licking their bodies as I went. They both propped up on pillows, sipped wine. We didn’t have any toys down there and I deemed it too risky to go back upstairs and get my toy bag. I ate both of them, alternating from one to the other several times, sucking and fingering them, until I focused on Alexandria and brought her off. I got a towel and slipped under Maria and brought her off and she doused me with her squirt. She raised her legs and I licked her ass, and then did the same to Alexandria.

We sipped wine and talked for a while. They asked why I was on cumm restrictions and I explained. Alex noted it was now way past midnight and said they’d bring me off. I lay on the bed and Alex straddled my face and began grinding back and forth on my face while playing with my tits. Maria moved between my legs and began playing with my cunt, nibbling my clit and plunging fingers into me. She’d bring me to an edge then back off and the more she did that, the more furiously I ate Alex.

Alex made it clear she was in charge and no matter how worked up I got, no matter how ready I was to cumm, I had to ask her. She said Katrina would probably want it that way. We kept on, them teasing me. I was forever on the brink until Alex said for me to ask her ass if I could cumm. That was insane; I moaned right into her ass hole how badly I needed it. Alex farted, I shrieked and she told me to cumm. I went berserk. Maria said she had 4 fingers in me and I came over and over until I was gasping for breath.

Alex told me to thank Maria properly for such a huge cumm. She lay on her tummy with pillows under her hips and I sucked on her ass, licking, darting my tongue against her rim. She wanted to change positions and cumm so she got off the bed, stood with her legs apart against the brass footboard and I knelt between her legs, tilted my head back and ate her. She flooded me again and I rubbed her juices over my face, tits and tummy like I was showering. She released some piss as did Alex and I ate Alex again.

We didn’t exactly plan for this become a sleep over. The last time I looked at the clock it was shortly after 1:00. We were lying on the bed intertwined, smelling of sex and the next thing I knew somebody stirred, I looked at the clock and it was 5:10. I went into mild panic and awakened them. They dressed and slipped out the back. I immediately showered in the downstairs bathroom to wash the telltale evidence off me, ran back upstairs grabbed a sleep shirt, sent you a note and slipped into bed.

Sept 24, 2009: At Fran's Apartment

This morning Katrina called and ordered me to Fran’s. Moreover, she told me to wear old clothes since there would be a lot of work for me. When I got there around 10:15, Fran told me she understood I’d fucked up again but made no other comment. She slapped me and took me to the garage apartment. Once inside the apartment, she told me the color of the bathroom didn’t suit her and she wanted me to repaint it a deeper shade of green. Additionally she wanted the closet repainted, including the closet ceiling. She had all the painting supplies ready, showed me what she wanted, then told me to strip completely and get busy. When I undressed, she took my clothes back to the house with her.

Naked, and muttering to myself, I started my task, first taping things off then painting the bath a moss green. I moved to the closet and painted that a shade of off white; doing the ceiling was a bitch. I won’t bore the blog with the details but I finished around 1:00. I wiped the paint off me and used my cell to call and let her know I was finished. She came out and inspected my work. Although it looked perfectly fine to me she insisted the bathroom needed a second coat of paint. She knew of my cumm restrictions and told me doing work would keep my mind off my sexual frustration and provide time to focus on my misdeeds as she called them, apparently referring to my rant.

She told me to get busy with the second coat but before I did, there was one other task I had to perform. She leaned against the bathroom sink and had me remove her slacks and panties and suck her pussy. As I did, she kept chiding me that my own restrictions on cumming should have nothing to do with her own personal needs and right now she needed a cumm. I brought her off with my fingers and mouth. She pushed my shoulders, forcing me to a sitting position on the floor and casually pissed on me. She laughed and said this is why she had the whole apartment floor covered in tile. She dressed, told me to clean the floor and start painting.

She left. I was dismayed. Fran was as non-conversational as I’ve ever see her. Around 3:30 I finished painting for the second time and called her on my cell. She told me to wait. Without my clothes I had little choice so I smoked a cigarette and drank water. At 4:15 she came up the outside stairs again. We talked for a moment and she tossed my clothes at me. she said she had never seen me in such a crappy mood and I’d better get over it. She had tried to reach Melissa but wasn’t getting an answer. She reminded me that Melissa had helped her by keeping an eye out for the iron bed headboard and footboard. Her suggestion was that I try to reach her in the near future and make arrangements to meet her at the apartment, even if all I could work out was a quickie lunch break. I told her I would.

I showered and left around 5:00.

Sept 16, 2009: Mavis

Blog 09 09 16 Mavis

I arrived at Mavis at 11, parked in the garage and stripped naked. When I entered her house she smiled and told me we had a lot of catching up to do. I responded that I’d missed her and let her know of my lingering desire to be under her control. She replied yes and that’s the way it will always be. She had coils of the hemp rope on the sofa beside her and told me stand with my back towards her and place my hands behind my back. I did and she tied my wrists together tightly which triggered all kinds of desires within me. She saw me shaking and asked why. I told her this gets to me, something as simple as her tying my hands. She slapped my butt a few times and told me she was well aware of that. She ran her hands around to my tits, compressed them and pinched my nipples and manipulated them until I was moaning. She checked my cunt for moisture and called me a desperate bitch.

While she was squeezing my cunt, she mentioned Daphne’s name and said they’d talked recently and perhaps I’d see her very soon. She said Daphne gave her something that might interest me. She led me over to a table and showed me a device with a little 2” x 2” screen which was displaying an image of the empty cage in the basement. I about freaked. It was a remote cam, a baby cam that Daphne didn’t need since her girls were past the age of needing to be monitored. Mavis told Daphne she had a use for it and had Daphne install it in the basement. Now every thing I did in the cage or the basement for that matter since it was adjustable and had video and audio, could be witnessed upstairs. I shook all over and thought there’s no end to this woman’s creativity.

She sent me downstairs to crawl in the cage so she could check it out. I went downstairs and wiggled in the cage and heard her laugh and call out “perfect!” She came down, locked the cage, raised her dress and pissed on me. She snickered and went back upstairs.

I knew she was watching me on the cam. I felt freaky, like some sideshow in a circus. I thought about the number of times I’d been confined in the cage and people came over and talked to her upstairs. I wondered what she’d do or how she’d handle that. That chilled me. I heard her singing then talking on the phone. I’m not sure who she was talking to but I heard her exclaim … it works great. I shivered. I looked around the basement for where the cam might be; I didn’t know what to look for but I figured I’d know it when I saw it. Eventually I spied a small white object with what I presumed to be a lens in the center mounted under the stairs. I froze. From what I could tell, it was pointed straight at the cage. I lay back knowing there wasn’t a damn thing I could do.

I listened to her footsteps traipsing throughout the house. I determined she was in the kitchen, presumably fixing lunch. After a period of time, she came down and unlocked the cage and, waving a stick (thin dowel rod) in her hand, motioned me out. She undressed and sat in the chair and motioned me over to her with the stick. She spread her legs and I knew exactly what she wanted. I started eating her pussy. While I ate her she beat my back and buttocks with the stick, sometimes sawing the stick through my anal crevice, urging me on and calling me names. Somehow that excited me. I moaned into her pussy. She kept calling me a greedy slut who needed this and how much she loved to degrade and defile me. I kept moaning, yes I needed this and she hit me harder. She came and I lapped at her flow. She pushed me back, rested a minute then pissed at me again. She told me to get back in the cage and I knee walked over and wiggled my way inside. After locking the door, she went upstairs to take a nap.

I lay there in the cage, hands still bound behind me, soaked with pee and recovering from what was a powerful moment in serving her. My back and butt stung from the whipping. I desperately wanted a cumm but there was no way possible so I drifted into a restless sleep. I was awakened by her moving around upstairs. I heard her door bell ring and someone entering. I froze, wondering if this person was aware on my image on the cam. They talked in hushed tones and I couldn’t pick up a word until I heard laughter. I shifted around in the cage trying to hide myself even though I figured it was useless. When I did I heard laughter again and intuitively knew they were watching. Just to be sure I shifted my position again and heard more laughing and talking. I felt like some porn star in an adult movie. My skin crawled with goose bumps. I slumped back against the side of the cage and drew my knees together which produced more laughter from the living room. I felt totally helpless. Then oddly, I heard the front door shut and silence. I presumed whoever was upstairs with Mavis was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Within minutes, Mavis came downstairs with a huge smirk on her face. I asked her who was that and she sat in her chair and continued to smirk and laugh. She ignored my question completely. I said please tell me what’s going on but she replied that she was just testing the effectiveness of the cam.

She asked me if I wanted to cumm. I said yes, please. Still wearing that silly smirk, she came over and unlocked the cage and had me turn my body around so my bound hands were close to the door. She untied me then locked the door, leaving me inside. She sat down and told me to masturbate for her. I turned my body toward her, spread my legs and began playing with myself. She watched intently and coaxed me on using a variety of words to tell me I was a dirty whore. Her words really got to me, I was moaning and repeating that I was her whore and I needed her treatment. I had my right hand fingering my cunt and my left hand rubbing my tits and nipples. She smiled and told me to keep going and make myself cumm. I nodded and really rammed my fingers into my cunt, squeezed my tits until I came and moaned. Within seconds I hear an outburst of laughter upstairs. I screamed and Mavis laughed so hard she nearly slipped off the chair. I screamed …. No, damnit! Whoever was upstairs hadn’t left; they made it seem like they did. I was mortified! Laughing her butt off, Mavis went back upstairs and I heard her laughing along with whoever was up there. I heard an … Oh Gawd she really did it! There was more laughing and finally someone said they’d loved every minute of it. I felt about as humiliated as I ever had in my life.

The door closed and then silence. I heard her footsteps on the main floor and no voices, so this time I figured whoever it was had really gone. I slumped against the cage and peed. My face was hot from the embarrassment. I couldn’t get over the diabolical nature of what happened. I was almost mad at her but then again I’d told her I needed this; I just never conceived she’d humiliate me like this. In a million years I’d never have figured it.

I wanted to talk to her but she didn’t come down. I sat there and let my emotions subside. Finally, after a long period of time she returned. I asked her to please tell me who it was. She sat and looked at me. She asked me why I thought it was just one person. What if it was more than one? She said after all, I was her property when I was here and she could use me anyway she wanted. I sheepishly nodded. She said she had locked me in my pen in broad daylight, given me an enema under the maple tree in the rain, had her friend Hannah come over and babysit me, she’d beaten me, pissed on me, had Jas use me, so what’s the big deal about this? I tried to tell her I didn’t know anything about this; I didn’t know they were watching. She shrugged her shoulders and said a lot of people may have seen me before. She said this is just another part of my life with her and she’d share me with anybody she liked anyway she wanted so get over it. I knew she was right.

She unlocked the cage and told me to get out and eat her ass. I crawled out and knelt behind her while she bent over. She told me to crawl under her skirt, let the skirt fall around me while I ate her ass. I did and imagined how this looked if someone were watching this; most of my body hidden under her skirt and my face pressed into her butt. For all I knew there could still be somebody up there watching. That drove me insane and I licked her hole and played with her pussy until she came. When I finished, she pushed me away and asked if I got a good taste of her, I said yes.

She told me that would be enough for today and she felt her point was made that I was her property to use however she wished. I nodded. She told me to clean up the cage, the basement then wash myself off in the sink. I did all that she wanted and went upstairs. Timidly I asked if she was ever going to tell me who watched me, she broke into laughter and said maybe some time I’d know. Then she told me she wanted me next week.

I thanked her for using me and went to the garage and dressed, then left around 4:00.

Sept 15, 2009: Fran and Friends

For some reason I had tons of nervous energy this morning; partially due to not having sex for a week, being on restrictions for 36 hours and the buildup Jody and Katrina gave me. Some of it also was reflecting on recent conversations with Jody about humiliation. I dressed as instructed, wearing a black skirt, a turquoise patterned blouse, black bra, black garter belt and taupe seamed hose. I didn’t wear panties. I slipped on black high heel pumps, grabbed my toy bag and enema kit and left.

I arrived a few minutes early. Fran was immaculately attired in a beige skirt and lime green blouse and multi colored high heels. She admitted me, examined my attire and complimented me on my elegance but reminded me that within hours I’d be a groveling slut. I trembled and thanked her. She directed me to a chair where she sat and I knelt in front of her. She stuck her foot at my face and had me lick and kiss her toes. She asked how much I missed her and I told her bunches. She asked my mood and I said I was ravenous for sex. She had me be specific and I said I really needed to be used hard, that I was craving it. She smiled.

She sent me to the kitchen to prepare things for lunch. She told me Katrina would be stopping by (which I knew) and a couple of friends. My eyes went wide open. She smiled, asked me if I didn’t know and I said no Ma’am, she said of course you didn’t.

She also reminded me that when I serve her and friends my name for the day would be Yvette, which she considered a perfect name for a servant and if she had the power she’d rename me. Katrina arrived while I was doing things in the kitchen. I wanted to hug her but she directed me to my knees with my face to the floor and slipped her platform heel off and stuck her foot under my face. I licked her toes. They commented how natural I looked and how frustrated I must be when I probably wanted to be sucking pussy and ass and all I was allowed was toes. I was directed to stand and raise my skirt showing them that I wasn’t wearing panties. I kept my skirt raised while they talked about my cunt which by now was shamelessly oozing.

They sat in the living room and I served them apple tarts and coffee laced with brandy. Fran suggested we all walk over to the garage apartment and see how she had it finished off. The three of us walked over, me with my toy bag, went up the outside stairs. She hit some numbers on a keyless entry pad and opened the door. The apartment was amazing. In the main room which she said was 24x17 she’d finished the floors off in tile and used area rugs and a folding screen to create a sleeping space with a queen sized iron bed, and a small sitting area with a love seat and overstuffed chair and ottoman, a couple of end tables and a small breakfast table with two chairs. In the remaining space, 7 x 24, she’d divided it into a full bath, a large closet and an efficiency kitchen - all of which opened into the main living sleeping area... She’d had drapes hug at the windows on each side of the main room. It was simply cozy and immaculately decorated.

Fran giggled and mentioned that the iron bed was the perfect bondage bed and she'd picked it up at the goodwill store and Melissa had been on the lookout for her.

Looking straight at me, Fran said this is your (my) whore house. I did a double take. She said she was serious. I looked at Katrina and she smiled. Fran said it was mine to use when I needed it whether for a day a week or a year. I broke down in tears and hugged both of them.

We had several weepy moments until I dried my eyes and I noticed Fran was wiping tears from her eyes as well. All she said was there are no commitments expected from me but it’s available and completely furnished included towels, linens and kitchen items. There’s even a DSL. She chose a keyless entry since I’d never have to worry about a key and there was space in the garage for my car. I was blown away

I thanked her again. She said now let’s christen it in a proper manner, went to the small fridge and pulled out a bottle of champagne and three flutes. She popped the cork and filled the glasses and we toasted the event.

Fran told me to undress and I wasted no time in stripping down to the garter belt and hose which she wanted me to keep on. We drank another round of champagne, undressed and the three of us fell across the queen bed. I got on my hands and knees and started to eat Katrina but she said, no, do Fran first who was lying across the bed on her back and separated her legs. I started eating her. It was more than eating; I was feasting on her pussy and I slipped my hands under her hips and raised her to my mouth. She was in ecstasy … she moaned, closed her eyes and played with her breasts. I know she came twice before she flipped over and stuck her ass at my face. I went after her hole like some crazed animal and sucked, licked tongue fucked as deeply as I could. I reached under her and began sliding my hand through her cummy pussy and brought her off again. When she’d had enough and lay across the bed face down, I rested my face on her ass cheeks and kissed and soothed her.

She cradled me against her and had me suck her nipples. She got off the bed said to show Katrina some gratitude. Fran went to pee and Katrina and I started hugging. She sat in an upholstered chair with a towel under her saying we might as well christen as many pieces of furniture as possible. I knelt in front of her and went immediately for her pussy. Fran watched for a while, whispered something to Katrina, then dressed and went back to the main house. I was eating Katrina’s ass when she returned and when I looked up, Francine and another woman were with her. Francine’s plus sized body was clad in black dashiki trimmed in red, green and yellow. Francine had used me a couple of times before and has a tendency to me rough and enjoys name calling and paddling me. How well I remember. The other woman I’d never seen. Fran introduced me to Liza and introduced me as Yvette, the slut. Liza is about my height, slender, well formed, dark skinned and dressed in raspberry colored skirt, blouse and matching heels and had her hair dyed a golden color. She was quite a sight. Fran had my toy bag and enema kit plus the brandy. I finished eating Katrina’s ass and knelt back.

Katrina was grinning ear to ear, and Francine and Liza eyed my body. I had flashbacks of performing for Fran’s guests more than once in the past and deep down I know this is how she operates.

Fran instructed me to get my enema kit. For a moment I was stunned. I wasn’t sure what was going on. Katrina wrinkled her brow at me and nodded her head toward the bathroom. I got the silent message. Fran said before I fucked Francine and Liza I was going to christen the bathroom by taking an enema. Now in just my hose and garter belt I got the kit and went into the bathroom. They followed. Fran instructed me to squirt some liquid hand soap in the bag, add some brandy and fill the bag with warm water. She told me to remove the garter belt and heels, lower the hose, then lube my ass and lie in the floor. I looked around and thought oh my Gawd she can’t be serious … I’m going to get an enema in front of four people and one I just met?

Katrina pointed to the bathroom floor. I lubed my hole and inserted the nozzle while she held the bag. I felt the mixture entering me. I was on my knees with my hands wrapped around her ankles, taking it slowly yet still groaning. I couldn’t look at anything except her feet. I was sweating, feeling the brandy making me feel woozy. Finally she gave me permission to expel and I clenched my hole as tight as I could and darted over to the commode. Holding my head in my hands, I released amidst a chorus of snickers and comments. When I was finished I wiped myself with all of them watching. I raised my head in a daze and Katrina helped me to my feet. I flushed the mess and Fran told me discard the hose and wash my face and hands.

We all went back to living area. I felt humiliated as hell but somehow there was a sense of fulfillment. They had me lie across the small breakfast table on my back, lubed my hole and Fran, who had stripped nude again, put on the strappy and applied more lube to my hole. She started sliding in me commenting that there’s nothing like fucking a squeaky clean ass. And lord did she fuck me. Francine and Liza had halfway stripped by now and Francine came to the edge of the table and I slid so my head was halfway hanging off the table and began eating her pussy. She manipulated my tits and I reached up and tugged on hers as well. She eventually came and made way for Liza. I began eating her. She rocked against my face and moaned something like … this slut is a dream. As I kept eating her she started shouting and laughing. It was weird but I knew she was enjoying it.

Fran, though, stopped fucking my ass. She commented that my hole was well stretched then inserted some anal balls in me one by one. They felt as huge a golf balls though at the time I had no idea they were almost that big. She put 7 of them up me and began massaging my pussy and pulling the string, extracting the balls slowly. I thought I’d go into orbit. She’d slowly pull several of them out and reinsert them. It was constant. She told me to cumm and I exploded twice.

While I was exploding, Liza soaked my face with her cumm. Fran relinquished her control of my ass and the anal toys to Liza who began the same routine. I exploded again and by this time I was eating Katrina. Fran started fucking my cunt with the neck of an empty champagne bottle. After I’d cumm again I pissed in a champagne flute and drank it to the amazement of Liza. I was in lala land.

I ate Katrina again and shortly after that she excused herself to go back to Fran’s kitchen and get the food I’d prepared earlier that morning, laughing that I was seemingly in good hands. Francine pulled me across her ample lap and used her hand to warm my ass until it was glowing. We just kept on and at one point Liza was eating Fran. I slipped under Liza and licked her ass while she did.

Katrina came back with the food and we munched for a while. I ended up licking yogurt dip off Fran’s pussy. Every time I’d get her clean she’d drip gobs more and I did that until she came for what I think was the 5th time.

We called it quits at that point with the exception that Katrina had me lie in the tub and one by one all of them pissed on me. Somehow I felt cleansed; odd as hell but that’s about the best way I can describe it. Francine and Liza had to leave and I thanked them both for using me and offered myself to them.

Katrina and Fran went back to the main house. I cleaned up the things in the little whore house and showered. I didn’t bother with the hose and garter belt or bra, just threw on the skirt and blouse and heels and went back to the house. I tried to convey my appreciation of the apartment but Fran laughed and said what I’d done this afternoon was what she had in mind. She reiterated that it was there and if I needed it, use it, and if I ever needed a place to escape to or crash, regardless of how long it was, the place was mine. She did tell me there will be other people like Liza who may want to sample me and the apartment is an ideal place to use for those meetings.

I left around 4 and in what is probably the best mood I’ve experienced in weeks.

Sept 9. 2009: At Alexandria's Apartment

I found Alexandria’s new apartment with no problem. It’s only about 10 minutes away. I went in and we had a drink then I stripped as did she and we went back to her bedroom. She lay back on the bed and the first thing she wanted was for me to eat her pussy. I did that and fingered her ass at the same time. Maria came home and immediately came back to the bedroom and watched me doing Alex who by this time had cumm twice. She got a towel, put it under her and also lay on her back. I went directly from Alex’s pussy to Maria’s. While I ate Maria, Alex slipped behind me and fucked my pussy with her strappy. She went deeply into me which just fueled my desire for eating Maria who exploded cumm and squirt at me like a fountain! I had an orgasm from the fucking and started kissing Maria’s ass.

I was on all 4’s sucking her when Sheila came home. I’d never met her before. Alex introduced us. She's a bleached blonde, 27, stocky, fairly well built, is slightly crude and very aggressive. She’s a house painter, has two helpers, and mainly does vacant houses that some Latina realtor is trying to fix up and sell.

Sheila undressed and fell on the bed with us and spread her legs. I ate her, played with her tits, sucked them and used a vibe on her pussy. She came again. We took a rest for a minute and she’d heard a lot about me and threw a lot of questions at me. I confessed that I’d become controlled by both of you and had fallen into a pattern of being used and abused, predominately by black and Latina women. Alex let it be known she’d pissed and browned me. Shelia called me a fuck face, slapped me and wanted specific details of what I did and what had been done to me. I think she already knew, she just wanted to see what I’d say. She pinned me to the bed and the three of them really got rough with me and pinched my nipples and clit with a vengeance. Sheila face sat me (“queened” is the term she used) and smashed her ass against my mouth. I ended up eating hers then Alex’s and Maria’s one right after the other. They wanted to keep going but I begged off saying I didn’t have a lot of free time today. To make it up to them, I promised that I’d entertain them at my house after my beach trip. I cleaned up some then left around 7.

Aug 31, 2009: Weekend with Jas. Monday Wrap up

Monday August 31

There was no sex with Jas in the morning. She has to get up about 6:30 to catch the bus to school so we didn’t have time. The few minutes she was up, it was to get ready for school. She bragged to me how powerful she was now. The last thing she did was piss on me and told me she loved every minute of the weekend. I thanked her. When she left, Susan let me out and we dissembled the cage, cleaned it and she stored it in the outside shed. I showered and ate some cereal. I was starving; I don’t think I ate Sunday.

Monique came over and Susan filled her in on all the gory details. They knew I was sore but Susan insisted on having sex. I told them my cunt and ass was totally out of commission. Truthfully my mouth didn’t feel much better but it was in better shape so I ate them both. I gathered up my toy bag, found my purse and Monique and Susan let me crawl naked in the back of Monique’s van for the ride over to Mavis.

They repeated the drill of backing her van into the garage and I walked into Mavis naked. It was around 11:00 I think. They left and Mavis spared me the discomfort of having sex and was concerned about the bruising around my slit and the swelling and discoloration around my right breast. I took a warm bath and she rubbed me lotion which felt rather soothing. She’d fixed some kind of a chicken stew and I downed two servings and about half a gallon of iced tea. We talked at length about Jas. I gave Mavis all the details she wanted. I lay down for a nap and woke around 3:30. Mavis gave me my clothes and I dressed. It was the first time since Friday afternoon around 2:00 that I’d had clothes on. I thanked her for checking about me over the weekend.

Aug 30, 2009: Weekend with Jas. Sunday

Sunday August 30: from midnight to late Sunday morning

Guided by flashlights which I could dimly discern, they led me through this building and my heels echoed through out his place. Somehow that made it more frightening and creepy. Their hands were around each upper arm steadying me, we made several turns and with each one I felt like I’d sunk into abyss. Finally we stopped walking. I heard footsteps approaching from somewhere and stop close to us. I felt a hand touch my tits and then my cunt. Nobody spoke. Someone checked the security of my bound wrists.

Finally a very soft female voice, definitely black, said she wanted me to consider my situation … that I didn’t know where I was other than in an old abandoned building and I didn’t even know where I was within that building .. that my hands were tied, that there were no lights, they used lanterns ... and most importantly that I didn’t have a stitch of clothing. Then she asked me if she was getting her message across. I nodded.

Someone removed the hood. I was staring into the face of an extremely tall black girl dressed in skin tight black Capri pants, ankle high boots and a black tee with an emblem of some sort. This girl looked me up and down and smiled at Jas. Behind her were three other black girls whom I didn’t know. All of them carried lanterns plus there were several lanterns on the floor.

The taller girl stood there with arms folded across her breasts, looking at me as if I were a freak in a circus. She said for me to open my legs and show her my cunt. I did. She didn’t say a thing except ‘well trained.’

She introduced herself as Sophia, leader of this group, and the 3 behind her were her ‘associates”. She’d heard about me from Jas and that I was a pathetic bitch she might enjoy using. She told me I’d be raped and beaten when they felt like it. She spit in my face and pulled the black bag back over my head and tied the strings under my neck.

She laughed and said don’t go wandering around. Like I could since I couldn’t see, was tied and didn’t know where I was. They all left me alone and went somewhere else in the building. I felt abandoned and overwhelmingly alone. I wondered if I’d gone too far. I simply stood there. I heard noises coming from somewhere that sounded like somebody getting fucked. It stopped for a bit and started again. Sometime afterwards, I could hear them coming back. I was still standing right where they left me. They pulled the bag off my head and untied my hands.

They slapped me and made me walk over between two steel columns about 20 feet apart running from the floor to the high ceiling. They wrapped leather cuffs around my ankles and wrists then strung the ropes from the cuffs to the columns until I was stretched out like an X. I shifted my feet and flexed my wrists in an attempt to ease the discomfort, but nothing helped. I was scared and felt extremely vulnerable.

Sophia started massaging my nipples and tits. It was slow and deliberate and I almost felt passion began to rise within me. She sucked them then clenched her teeth over the left nipple and slowly tugged until I emitted a low moan. She kept sucking and pulling them until I screamed. She clamped both nipples, slapped me and slid her hands down to my cunt and circled my zone until I was wet. Her fingers toyed, plunged, withdrew and started again.

She kept slowly fingering me, never really penetrating me deeply; just teasing me. I was frantic and couldn’t ignore the sensations she created inside of me. She kept gauging my reactions and slowed the probing when my breathing increased. She raked her nails up and down my outstretched thighs then slowly dragged her nails back to my cunt. Then she went back to the clamps on my nipples and tugged the chain connecting them until the clamps slid off. That was excruciating and I yelled. She liked that and did it several more times until my nipples were in agony. As scared as I was, I was about to explode. She knew it and sneered wickedly as she saw my hips strained forward, increasing the pressure against the ropes. She kept toying with my cunt until she sensed I was right on edge. Then she pinched my clit and I went wild, thrusting my hips forward. She laughed and stuck a vibrating egg in me and I exploded and squirted again.

She called me names, let me subside then moved behind me, separating my cheeks and moved her fingers through my crevice until she found my rose. She lingered, pushed a finger inside me ass, then pulled it out and had me suck it. She tilted a bottle of whiskey to my lips and poured some down my throat. Then she moved away, telling me how much she loves to fuck over white bitches.

They stood and talked about me. I had to pee and the pressure in my bladder increased as time passed.

Sophie returned again and pressed her clothed body against me, wrapped her arms around me. When she did, someone, I don’t know who, hit me across my ass with something so forceful it nearly jerked me off my feet. It was like an explosion and the pain shot everywhere. I screamed and they stuffed a gag into my mouth. One of the girls handed Sophia a flexible piece of leather not more than 2 or 3 inches wide and probably not over a foot long before the flat surface disappeared in to a short handle. She rubbed it over me softly then did it again, this time tapping slightly harder. Then she started beating me, mainly hitting my lower abdomen. I lost my battle to hold back my stream and pissed all over the floor, some of which hit her boots. She retaliated by hauling off and smacked my cunt as hard as she could several times and called me a stupid bitch. Whoever had the wicked whip hit my ass again 4 or 5 times.

Sophia struck my right tit as hard as she could with the leather thing she had. I saw a red mark and a thin trace of blood. She hit the left one with about as much force. Then I heard the whip splitting the air and felt it curl under my slit and I screamed into the gag. She handed the leather paddle thing to Jas and told her to beat me. Jas wanted to use the whip thing, a quirt, but Sophia said she wasn’t experienced enough, use the leather paddle instead. So Jas started hitting me around my tits, then down on my tummy and my mound. I kept screaming and straining at the ropes. She kept tapping my cunt until I was frantic with desperation for a cumm. I tensed and had another cumm which left me in shambles. Sophia took the gag out and drool splashed down me.

They untied me and forced me to hands and knees. Llewellyn, one of Sophia’s assistants put on a strappy and said she was going to rape my “dirt canal”, referring to my ass. She poured some lube on my hole and shoved it in, did not give my ass a chance to adjust and rammed me savagely until I was in tears and my ass was burning. The she moved to my face, pinched my cheeks, shoved the stinky dildo into my mouth and fucked my mouth. She gave the strappy to Rosanna who knelt behind me and fucked my cunt and mouthed obscenities at me. Nikki put on the strappy and fucked my cunt then my ass while I was lying on the floor. Sophia said they wanted to see me shit and had me get in a squatting position. With all the ass fucking, it wasn’t too difficult. They cat called me while I did.

I was exhausted and humiliated but Sophia wasn’t through. She pushed me flat on the floor, kicked my cunt and tied my wrists behind me again. Llewellyn undressed and told me to eat her out. I did until she cummed on my face. The other two girls, Rosanna and Nikki, took turns and on me and I ate both of them. They never offered Jas and her friends a chance to fuck me.

When I’d done each of them, they pulled me up to my knees and dragged me across the floor to one of the columns and backed me up against it, still kneeling. Someone ran a rope around my upper body, tying me to the column. They started all over again and I ate Llewellyn, Rosanna and Nikki. Some how I got the feeling this was their pecking order. They drank some whiskey, talked, then came back and repeated the process and I ate them again. They bitched at me and had me lick their asses. The verbal was extreme.

Sophia asked if anybody else had any need of my mouth because things might get messy from here on out. Whitney wanted me again and I ate her. Jessie came over and I ate her. Cherie followed and finally Jas.

Sophia started undressing and slithered out of her skin tight black Capri’s and boots. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She told me I wasn’t worthy to touch her pussy but sucking on her ass seemed a reasonable thing for me to do. She stuck her ass in my face, pressed the back of my head against the column and told me to worship her goddess hole. I sucked on her rose until she turned and told me to open my mouth. She pissed directly into my mouth. When she finished, she gave her girls permission to piss on me. Llewellyn came first and pissed at my face and hair. I drank some of hers. Rosanna followed and I realized I was being slowly and deliberately turned into a toilet. I just stayed in kneeling position and took it.

Sophia took Jas aside and they whispered back and forth. When they came back, they untied me from the column and laid me in the floor, hands still tied behind me. Jas stripped and rolled me over on my back and kicked my side. They ran ropes from the ankle cuffs and Jessie and Whitney pulled my legs apart and just held the ropes so I couldn’t close my legs. Sophia said for everybody to watch because they were going to see if Jas had been telling the truth. She pulled my face off the floor by my hair and asked had Jas shit on me before, I nodded. She called me a honky bitch and said they were about to see for themselves. Jas straddled me and squatted with her ass right over my cunt. She was facing me. She started shitting right on my cunt. I felt a warm log plop beside my cunt and another looser one land on my mound. They handed her some paper towels and she wiped her ass and dropped the paper beside my face, then pissed on me.

Sophia congratulated Jas. They did some kind of hand jive between the two of them.

Then Sophia stood beside my face and stripped. Even by the dim light I could see her body was muscular and tight like she spends a lot of time in the gym. She told me I was going to take her brown directly in my face. She straddled me and faced toward my cunt and lowered her ass to about a foot over my face. She told me to keep my eyes on her hole. I was scared but I didn’t dare disobey. The girls were still holding my legs apart with the ropes. I saw her hole flex open and pucker then this turd emerge toward my face. I closed my eyes and felt it plop on my forehead and slid down beside my face. I felt two more follow and I was holding my breath. I heard her say somebody hand her some paper. She wiped and then held the messy paper on my lips and had me kiss it.

Sophia said that’ll do for now. She had the girls holding the ropes tied them around a single column which brought my ankles back close together. They dressed and drank some more whiskey. Sophia told me to open my shit mouth and poured some whiskey down my throat to cut the shit taste. Sophia’s girls did more verbal then all of them went away and left me like that.

I stunk. I was afraid. I can’t begin to describe how rotten I felt. They never came back but I heard them laughing and talking. Pretty soon everything was quiet and I prayed they’d gone to sleep and hadn’t left the building. My feet were tied very close to the column and I couldn’t move too far. I squirmed away from the worst of the mess but I still smelled the mess on me. It was wretched. I couldn’t sleep because the floor was so cool. I stank and had pissed twice. I remember looking up at the skylights in the old building and seeing dawn breaking. I felt so fucked. I drifted off to sleep.

What woke me was Sophia pissing on me. By then it was broad daylight. Even with all that I was relieved to see her and know they were still there. She asked me how it feels for someone my age to be used as a fuck hole and a toilet by much younger black girls. Before I could answer she said I probably love it since its terribly degrading and she had me figured out from the beginning.

She said she and her girls were going to leave, it was about 11:30, and it’d be up to Jas how I would get cleaned up. I nodded. She said I was a trip and she’d see me later. She spit on me and turned around and left. I heard her footsteps echoing out of the part of the building I was in and down a corridor. I was chilled and shivering.

Sometime later Jas and her group came where I was. The problem was how to get me home since I had smelled terrible. Finally they untied me, left the ropes where they were, picked up my toy bag and walked me through this old factory or whatever it was to a place where rainwater had leaked in through a broken skylight. I dabbed paper towels in this putrid puddle of water and got most of it off me. They put the bag over my head and led me out of the building and stuffed me in the trunk of Jessie’s car.

We got back to Susan's around 1:00. Susan was a mixture of laughter about what Jas told her and motherly advice about being gone so long. Jas and her friends took it with a grain of salt but I guess it made Susan feel better.

I showered and Jas locked me in the cage. I don’t know where everybody else went but I fell asleep instantly. Eventually Susan came back to check on me and when she found me awake; she said the other girls had gone long ago. Jas was asleep in her bed and I hadn’t even noticed. By then it was almost dark. Jas got up and sauntered into the kitchen for something to eat. A few minutes later she came back, let me out of the cage to pee and called Ellie.

When Ellie came over, she and Jas sat on the bed and had me eat them again. Jas fucked my cunt with the strappy. My cunt was sore as hell and it wasn’t a pleasant fuck. I lay there and took it. I fell asleep on Jas bed. Jas woke me up and told me to get back in the cage and that’s where I slept.

Aug 29, 2009: Weekend with Jas. Saturday

Saturday August 29

When I woke this morning, Jas was sound asleep and a couple of other girls were sacked out in the room. I lay in the cage desperately needed to pee and not daring to wake them so I pissed in the measuring cup and just waited. I knew Susan was up but I decided not to call out for her either. Some time passed and then I heard the front door open and Katrina’s voice. She cracked the door to Jasmines room and saw me in the cage, tiptoed in and let me out. I dumped the pee cup in the hall bathroom, peed again and the 3 of us had coffee, eggs, and toast. I gave Katrina an update on Friday. She asked if I was keeping things straight so I could blog. I told her most of it but some things were fuzzy, like I didn’t know everybody’s name and age. She asked Susan to help fill in some blanks then went online and showed her what we were talking about … my blog. Susan was in stitches and said she’d do some serious reading over the weekend plus send the link to Monique.

They put me back in the cage and Katrina left. Around noon Jas rolled out of bed and got the other two up which turned to be Jessie and Whitney. They peed then unlocked the cage. Jas, Jessie and Whitney sat on the edge of the bed and Jas had me kneel in front of them. She grabbed my pigtails and drew my face into her, telling me to lick her off. She passed me to Jessie who lay back and told me to eat her. She moaned that she’d love to wake up every morning and have a white whore suck her off before she got out of bed. I went to Whitney and began licking her while Jas and Jessie talked about mean things they wanted to do today. They threw me back in the cage and rambled off to the kitchen for something to eat. I didn’t hear Susan and didn’t know where she was.

In a few minutes, Jas and Whitney came back and crashed for a nap. I assumed Jessie left. I stayed in the cage. Jas eventually woke up and showered.

Susan came back and told Jas Mavis was here, I breathed a sigh of relief. Jas went to talk to her. From what I could hear, she filled Mavis in on what happened after she left yesterday. The conversation lasted forever until Jas came back and unlocked the cage then led me to the kitchen. Although Mavis barely acknowledged me beyond a smile, having her back was reassuring.

Mavis reminded me that my behavior last night, hesitating to dance for Jas and her friends, was inexcusable and she expected me to obey Jas just as I would her. Moreover, I’d be punished for bad judgment. Jas was beaming. Whitney came in also and heard this. I expected the punishment to begin immediately but Mavis told me to take care of Susan and then wait in my cage. Susan and I went back to her bedroom and I ate her, and then pissed. She took me to the cage and locked me in. I dreaded what came next because I knew Mavis had something in her mind.

I waited forever and had no idea what was going on. A lot of time passed and I dozed off until Susan came back and unlocked the cage. She brought me a sandwich and a glass of tea and told me Mavis wanted me to shower and clean up. I found that odd since last week Mavis thrived on having me look one step lower than a pig. Nonetheless, I didn’t argue. She unbraided my hair and took me to her bathroom to shower. She told me Whitney had gone home for a while and Mavis and Jas had gone shopping for me. I was completely stumped about what was happening. I bathed thoroughly and washed my hair. A few minutes after I finished bathing, Susan came back and handed me a pair of black nylon seamed hose and a pair of cheap fuck-me-quickly black patent leather high heels that Mavis had purchased. She led me out of her bedroom and into the living room where Mavis and Jas were sitting.

Mavis said I looked sufficiently slutty, referring to my heels and hose. She gestured to a bottle of wine and told me to pour myself a glass and sit down. After I’d taken a few sips of wine Mavis lowered the boom. In a few minutes all of the girls who were here last night would be coming back. The punishment she thought was appropriate was that I was to apologize to each of them and ask Jas to be spanked. After my punishment, I was to offer to dance for them again and would do it without question; that’s why she allowed me to get cleaned up and look sexy.

I started to say something about Jas beating up on me but I figured I better keep my mouth shut. So I thanked Mavis for her wisdom and for being so concerned. Yet inside me, I wanted to absolutely scream. I think Mavis sensed this and tactfully reminded me where I was, what few resources I had and the alternative of being thrown out in the street naked.

By now it was around 6:00. Mavis took me to the kitchen and gave me another glass of wine. In a few minutes girls started arriving and I could hear nothing but black teen chatter and laughter. My heart was pounding. Mavis and Susan escorted me from the kitchen into the living room where the girls were waiting. When they saw me the catcalls and insults poured out of their mouths. I looked around and mentally counted off Jas, Jessie, Whitney, Ellie, Tamara, and Cherie. I apologized for not wanting to dance in the first place and for not shaking my booty enough. Finally I mustered up the courage to say … and I’ve been bad and deserve a spanking. As Mavis had told me to do, I walked over to Jas and offered myself to her. Jas pulled me across her lap and began flailing the daylights out of me with a bondage strap. The girls were cheering her on. When she finished beating my ass she pulled me back on the sofa and slapped my cunt and tits then pushed me down on the floor. She yelled at me, now dance you bitch. She turned on the rap station and I got up and danced. This time I really threw my body into it.

They ordered several pizzas which I paid for. Susan left to take Mavis home. Her final word to Jas was be careful and don’t get in trouble.

After she left they fucked me until around 11:00. By then I’d eaten every one of them and they’d given my pussy and mouth a good workout with a strappy, the jack rabbit and dildo. They also pushed me around a lot.

Tamara and Ellie said good bye, wished they could come but Jas said its members only. I had no idea what they were talking about and even less of an idea where we were going at 11:30 at night. Whatever it was I figured it involved me and it wasn’t good. Jas tied my hands behind me and opened the front door. My heart was beating like crazy. I was still stark naked except for the hose and heels but Jas pushed me out the front door to Jessie’s car which was parked in the street. Five of us … Jas, Jessie, Whitney, Cherie and me plied into Jessie’s car. I sat in the back seat between Jas and Whitney. Without warning, Jas pulled a black cotton bag over my head and tied the draw strings around my neck. I begged her please not to but she said I wasn’t suppose to see where they were going since the meeting place was secret. I asked what meeting place and she laughed … our gang meeting place. I absolutely cringed. Deep within me I was afraid of this happening. I was shaking and I’m being honest when I say this wasn’t something I was looking forward to. We drove probably no more than 10 minutes and parked in a gravel surface. They led me out and pushed me step by step until I heard a metal door creak loudly and Jas told me to duck my head. I did and stepped onto a paved floor.

Aug 28, 2009: Weekend with Jas. Friday

Friday. August 28

I got to Mavis around 2:00 as she wanted. There was a van backed into her driveway so I parked in the street, took my toy bag and purse and went thru the side gate. Once I was behind the fence I stripped off my blouse and skirt. When I entered I found Susan and her neighbor Monique in the living room with Mavis. I asked why they were here and why I was here when the weekend was supposed to be a treat for Jas. Mavis told me to shut up, wait and see and don’t ask questions.

Mavis said they had to get me ready immediately and time was wasting, to put my hands behind my back. There were several coils of the hemp rope lying on the coffee table which she picked up while Susan positioned my arms in the center of my back, left wrist to right elbow and right wrist to left elbow, parallel with my waist. Mavis tied them in that position and finished by running rope from one forearm to the other, then wrapping it around my upper body above and below my tits. I couldn’t budge my arms an inch. Susan and Monique got a comb, parted my hair in the middle and fashioned two pigtails which they carefully braided. As they did, they chided me more about my childish appearance. I asked why this was necessary and the answer was that’s was wanted. Mavis made it clear my car and what clothes I wore over would remain here. . .

Monique left to back her van inside the garage. Susan and Mavis escorted me across the back porch toward and down the steps. She tossed my clothes back onto the porch and Susan guided me across the grass and through the side door of the garage. They raised the rear hatch of the van and unceremoniously loaded me in the back, tossed my purse and toy bag at me then shut the hatch. I felt like I’d just been kidnapped.

They piled into the van and we drove to Susan’s. I lay in the back of the van listening to them talk back and forth during the short trip. Monique backed her van into Susan’s carport and with Susan standing guard, Mavis and Monique quickly pulled me out of the van and into Susan’s house. They shoved me through the house and into Jasmine’s room. The cage was assembled and in clear view of the doorway to her room. While I was staring at the cage Mavis slipped behind me and forced a ring gag into my mouth, positioned it behind my teeth and buckled the strap behind my head.

What I feared for months was now happening. With Mavis giving directions, Susan and Monique caged me. I was in a sitting position against one long side with my back to the wall of the bedroom. Through the two doors, one on each end of the cage, they tied more of the hemp rope around each ankle individually pulled legs apart as far as the cage would permit then lifted each ankle up to the cage where Mavis pulled the rope through. The cage as I recall is 54” wide and an ankle tied to each top corner leaving my legs high in the air, my cunt was extremely exposed. They closed and padlocked both end doors.

I was scared. I never saw this piece of the plot coming. I couldn’t move an inch in any direction. I could only sit facing the door and wait. Drool began forming and trickling out of my mouth and down between my tits finally working its way over time to my naval and beyond. I was helpless to stop it or anything else. They commented on what a total slut appearance I projected like that. Susan looked at her watch and told me Jas would be along in about 10 minutes. Mavis laughed and said once again I was trapped in a predominately black neighborhood without clothes or car. I felt the situation entirely and wondered who masterminded this scheme. I waited nervously while they went into the living room to wait.

In minutes I heard them say, she's here, the front door open and Jasmine‘s booming voice call out … where is she! She bounded into the bedroom like she was running a race. The evilness of her laughter chilled me. Susan kissed her. Jas spit at me and said … you’re mine, bitch just like I always wanted. I shivered; I couldn’t say anything except groan and drool. If I live to be 100, I’ll never forget that moment.

Jas wasted no time in unlocking a door, halfway crawling in the cage and twisting my nipples until the pain was excruciating. I groaned. She kept twisting and pinching at the same time and pulling my braided pigtails until my hair hurt. She pushed her fingers inside my mouth but quickly withdrew them and worked them inside her shorts then shoved them back inside my open mouth again and told me to lick. I did and her essence was all over them. She worked the index finger of that hand into my ass hole. I groaned until she withdrew the finger and stuck that one back in my mouth. She was as animated as I’ve ever seen her, wicked, exploring me.

She rammed her fingers into my cunt which by now was oozing and began shouting at me to cumm. She kept roughly frigging me and spit in my face again. I nodded and groaned and drooled until I got right on edge. She hissed at me are you ready? I nodded and tensed, getting to that final moment before I released. And damn it she stopped fingering me and left me on edge. She watched my desperation and hissed at me again she owned my cunt. She shouted she could do anything she wanted and I nodded. Then she rammed her fingers, this time 3 of them, back into me and pumped me about 10 times, then hooked her fingers up to my g-spot and so help me, I squirted and I exploded and screamed. It wasn’t a lot but I haven’t squirted in about 10 years. I’m not sure but I think it was all the anticipation mixed with fear.

I sat there ebbing and sweating like some cumm crazy whore. When I opened my eyes again all I saw was her sinister face staring into mine. She backed out of the cage and my vision focused to Mavis, Monique and Susan standing by the doorway snickering. All I could think was, oh my Gawd, this is just the first hour.

She told Susan she wanted her friends over. Susan said whatever you want to do, baby. Jas grabbed her cell and started calling. Within minutes I heard noises at the front door and Jas rushed from the bedroom. There was nothing but excited voices and laughter until Jas returned with three black girls behind her. One of them shouted something like … oh shit she is real! They followed Jas over to the cage and laughed, giggled and stared. I felt like a fool. Jas quickly said watch this and scooted halfway back in the cage and stuck her finger in my ass again then stuck it into my drooling mouth. She yelled lick it you bitch. I licked at it. She proudly boasted that I’d do anything she told me and they could do anything they wanted. She said I didn’t have any clothes over here. Jas dumped my toy bag on the bed and showed the girls. I could here lots of “look at this” or “let’s use that on her” but couldn’t see what items they were talking about.

Monique told Susan she wanted to stay and see what happened but her kid was probably home by now and she needed to go check on her. Susan said bring her over. But Monique said she wasn’t so sure. She left, saying she’d be back when she could.

Jas and her friends were still rummaging through my things and I saw Jas with the strappy. I was grunting into the ring gag that I had to pee which nobody seemed to understand except Mavis. She told Jas, who said I can piss right there, but Mavis took Jas aside and whispered something in her ear and I saw Jasmine’s face light up.

Jas and one of the girls untied my ankles from the cage and pulled me out of the cage. She prodded me to my feet and the girls got a good look at my naked body hurling all sorts of derogatory comments. They began touching me everywhere. Jas grabbed my right pigtail and led me down the hall to the bathroom. The other three girls followed her like glue. They had me step into the tub then face them and pee. Out of sheer necessity, I began peeing and humiliation doesn’t begin to describe what I felt.

Jas led me back to her bedroom and slapped me face a few times asking me if I wanted a fuck... Jas wanted to hear me scream so Mavis helped her remove the gag. When it came out a mouthful of saliva poured down my chin and drooled on to my chest. My jaws ached and I had a hard time forming words. Jas said speak up, old bitch. She grabbed my nipples again and twisted them until I clearly yelled ouch. She and the girls were groping me like crazy. She undressed then pushed me down on the bed, straddling me and grinding her pussy against my face. She started riding me and pulling at the chain connecting the clamps, yanking it so hard that at one point she completely pulled them off my nipples. By then she was riding me so fast I couldn’t follow her and she but I knew she’d cumm.

She challenged the other girls to ride me. One girl, the tallest, who I later found out, was Jessie, stripped. She lowered over me and sat on my face. Initially she was more controlled in her motions. Then I heard Jas shouting at me and hitting my cunt with something. I screamed into the girl’s pussy I was eating. I recall she was insatiable and came several times.

Jas grabbed her strappy and started fucking my pussy which was already hurting from her beating. She pulled me until my hips were at the edge of the bed and I felt the strappy shoved into my cunt. My bound arms trapped under me and were numb. Another girl stripped and came onto the bed, pulled my head back by my pigtails and told me she wanted to see what it was like for a white bitch to eat her. She straddled me and lowered her hips over my face. She was hairy and already oozing and I began licking her. The other girl did nothing at this point.

Jas continued to fuck me moving from pussy to ass. The other three girls took turns face sitting me until I sucked each of them and they’d fucked me. I was wasted. I pleaded for someone to untie me to get some circulation back in my arms.

Mavis intervened at this point and told Jas not to use me up in the first afternoon because there was more than adequate time over the weekend. They untied me completely. I felt awkward; I really didn’t know what to do so I thanked them. Susan brought me wine and a 16 ounce measuring cup to pee in. Jas protested that she like me tied up better, to which Mavis replied that wasn’t a problem; give me a moment to regroup. She had Jas cage me again and she, Susan, Jas and the other girls went into the kitchen to talk. I have no ideas what was said.

It was pouring rain by this time. Eventually Susan came back in and told me she was taking Mavis home and would pick up some KFC for supper.

That left me alone with Jas and her three friends who I now knew as Jessie, Tamara and Cherie. Now I was really scared. They unlocked the cage and pulled me out. I was slapped, pinched, spit at and led, again by my pigtails and nipples, through the kitchen and out to the carport. It was still pouring rain. Jas intended to piss on me in the carport but it was too wide open since Susan’s car was gone. Overall I quickly surmised there’s very little outdoor privacy around Susan’s. However nothing deterred Jas and I knelt at the back of the carport. I peed then they pissed on me, shoved me out in the rain. I went sprawling in the grass and crawled back into the carport.

They took me to the breakfast room; Jas got a huge bunch of rope and tied me to a straight chair. Susan came back with a bag of stuff from KFC … chicken, mashed potatoes, biscuits, gravy and slaw. Susan and the 4 girls, who had dressed by this time, sat and ate. They rubbed greasy chicken on me, had me lick their fingers clean and slung gravy and mashed potatoes at me. Finally Jas pulled some chicken off the bone and held it in her hand and fed me, she did the same with potatoes and gravy then wiped her hands all over my face and tits. They kidded me that this was like feeding a dog. I’d already drawn that comparison.

By the time we finished the meal it was almost dark and the rain had stopped. I stayed tied to the chair with the food mess on my body. Two more girls came over both of them carrying beer which didn’t bother Susan. One was Ellie who I’d been with before and Jas introduced the other girl as Whitney. Jasmine introduced me as her pet bitch. Now there were six girls, Jas plus five friends and she quickly filled them in on what they’d done. She slapped me just to show them her dominance then untied me from the chair and had me stand. Ellie and Whitney started feeling me up. All the girls grabbed beers and took me back to Jas’s room where she pushed me to my knees. Ellie lowered her jeans and panties and stuck her pussy in my face. I ate her pussy then she turned and stuck her butt in my face and had me kiss her ass while the rest of them watched. When she moved away Whitney came over and bitch slapped me and had me eat her. Susan stood at the door and watched.

Jas picked up my toy bag and took me to the living room with her pack of friends following. She had me sit in the floor. They turned on a rap music station and got more beer. Susan said she was going over to Monique’s and would be back later. That chilled me. For a while they yakked back and forth about a bunch of things. Jas told me to stand up and dance for them. I sighed and mutter under my breath and was too slow getting to my feet. She slapped me back in the floor and attacked me like the Jas of old. She told me that when she tells me to do something, I do it. I think this was more of a show for the other girls but I didn’t question her, I got up and started dancing around while they drank beer. They bitched at me for not putting enough booty into my dancing so I started making more of a fool of myself. This lasted through several rap songs until I was perspiring. They had me get them more beer then dance some more. Finally they had me start playing with my tits, shaking my ass and spreading it for them so they could see my hole and opening my labia. Somewhere during this I had a couple of beers also. Jasmine tossed a gel dildo at me and told me to fuck myself. I did it while they cheered me on. I ended up cumming for them twice then had to fuck my hole.

They took me into the back yard to pee and to my knowledge, all of them pissed on me. By now the beer was gone but one girl said there was some at her house and her parents weren’t home. I thought oh fuck. They tied my hands again behind me and led me across a few back yards in the dark until we got to this other girls house.

We went inside and I was scared shitless. I had no idea where I was and somehow the cage at Jas’s seemed like a safer place. They raided the fridge and we stood in the kitchen drinking. A couple of them needed to piss and took me back to the bathroom and pissed again. Susan called Jas on her cell and by the conversation and told them to get home immediately. So with a case of beer and leading me back through the dark and stopping to piss on me along the way, we went back to Susan's. They kept partying until after midnight. This party thing went on until 2 in the morning when everybody finally either left or passed out. Jas untied me and I slept in cage.