Nov 19, 2009: Lunch with Linda

Meeting Linda last week at Stephanie’s lake cottage was truly a pinnacle of perversity. Both of us being in our 40’s, being used and humiliated by Molly and her friends in itself was truly bizarre beyond words. After sharing the experience and knowing we were soul mates in this shameful submission, we needed some alone time to talk.

Originally we decided to meet for lunch but at the last minute decided, since the topic of conversation was rather hush-hush and best not discussed in a public setting, I’d grab some deli take out, a bottle of wine, and we’d meet at her house. That proved to be a wise decision.

Linda told me how she got started with Molly. Last fall, she’d been in a funk because her daughter (22) told her she was pregnant which thrilled initially but made her realize she’d soon be a grandmother at mid 40’s. So psychologically, she was vulnerable to something to perk her up, something different as she put it.

She was at the mall buying sexy lingerie to improve her spirits. Three girls were at the check out and one of them (who turned out to be Alexandria, yes the one we know) told her the bras and panties she was buying were hot and she had a cute butt. Linda got all giddy.

She went to a coffee shop. Alex wandered over alone and started talking. Linda said before she could think straight, the whole convo turned to how Alex thought she was a hot mom, laying it on thick, etc. Linda was flattered. Alex kept coming on to her and Linda had this unmistakable feeling this girl is trying to pick me up. She had fantasy’s about younger, never pursued them. She made sure Alex was over 18 and thought what the heck, who’ll know if I do. They ended up at hotel and Linda paid for the room. When Linda went to pee before they had sex, she heard Alex talking on her phone. They’re starting to get with it, undressing, but there’s a knock on the door. Alex answered the door and let Molly and another girl (Maria) in. Linda was shocked, and tried to dress. They knocked her clothes away. She asked Molly and Maria how old they were. When Molly said 15, Linda started to leave. But the girls calmed her down and they started fucking. Somewhere in the process Alex slipped handcuffs on her, telling her it’d make things hotter. Linda was enjoying the fucking too much to clearly think through things. They fucked and spanked her. When they finished, the girls took her clothes, laughed at her and put the key to the cuffs on the closet shelf. Linda pleaded but they left anyway.

She couldn’t reach the key. Finally she got to her cell phone and frantically called a friend to come, bring her something to wear. The friend did. She never told the friend the whole story, only that she’d acted foolishly.

She went home feeling extremely chagrined. That night Molly called and told her she was a good fuck, verbally berated her to the point she came again, and said if you want your clothes back, let’s meet again. The next week she fucked Molly and Stephanie and got her clothes back.

She fucked Molly and Stephanie again in December and again after Christmas. She also saw Alex and Maria again.

In January she got laid off from her job (advertising) and started seeing Molly and Stephanie more frequently. She got a waitress job which was okay until one afternoon Molly, Stephanie and a few other girls showed up at the restaurant and sat at one of her tables. They kept spilling cokes, making a mess, and demanding that she clean up the mess. Apparently it was quite a scene and mildly humiliating. Molly told her they’d keep making a mess until she agreed to fuck her friends, too. To keep from being totally embarrassed, she agreed. Pretty soon she was being passed around and fucked several of Molly's friends. That’s when she first heard Molly talk about another old whore they fuck (me, apparently).

She quit that job and started as a hostess at a steak house. Two weeks after she did, when she drove into the parking lot to start her shift, Molly and some girls were there and demanded her panties and bra then made her frig off before she went in to work. She was totally mortified but did it and worked the entire evening sans panties and bra. After that incident she told them she’d do anything they wanted if they would stop embarrassing her at work. She said that was the point she knew Molly had gained total control.

This past summer Molly and friends fucked her a lot, usually at her house or Stephanie’s cottage. There was one specific instance she related in great detail; one night they took her way back in the woods, driving down some pig path of a narrow dirt road. They stripped her, tied her ankles and pissed on her. They told her they would drive about a mile down this dirt road and she’d have to walk down to find them. They gave her an hour and if she wasn’t there by then they were going home. All she had on was a pair of blue high heels. She untied her ankles and stumbled down the road in the dark, scared of night noises and the fear that they might not be there. She eventually found them but by then another car full of girls arrived and about eight of them fucked her. They gave her back her clothes and took her home.

After that, she told herself it was getting too weird and she better quit. She told them it was over and to leave her alone. The following weekend they simply barged into her house on Friday night, tied her up in her bedroom, took control of the place, made it “party central” and fucked her all weekend. She said girls and even some guys floated in and out all weekend, most of them fucking her and some just laughing at her. She didn’t have any idea who they all were and she doesn’t think Molly knew them all, either. Since then, like me, she doesn’t even think about trying to stop.

She says the sex is unbelievably good for her.

I told her about my situation, starting with meeting Jody 6 years ago and you taking control of me 2 years ago, meeting Lisa, serving at her party, about Brittany, and being given to black women. I related my experience with Brittany. I told her about Jody introducing me to Katrina, being controlled by both of them. and that I’d been used by about 100 women in 2 years. I also told her I’d become a total toilet and specifically that Molly had browned me. She’d heard that; Molly and Stephanie had used that as leverage over her. I mentioned specifically seeing Mavis and Daphne this week and them beating me as an example of how I’m used.

Linda wanted to see what my body looked like. I stripped and showed her. She went wild and was all over me in a heartbeat. I literally tore her clothes off and dove into her pussy which was flowing, as was mine. I ate her and she came in about 60 seconds. She ate me then we started doing 69 until we were exhausted. I asked for her panties and she told me to eat her ass and I could have them. I sucked on her hole while she frigged and dirty talked me about being such an ass slut.

We talked a little bit more. She thinks Stephanie is the real power and is the one who thinks up all the stuff to humiliate her and push her buttons. She even met Stephanie’s mom once, prearranged to look like a coincidence, but Stephanie planned it … they “bumped into each other” at the mall. Her mom seems unable to control Stephanie. She even went out to Stephanie’s house once and it’s obvious her parents are loaded.

She asked me if they’d made me flash in public, I said no. She warned me it’s their latest thing. Earlier this week they took her to a book store, short skirt, no panties, told her to squat down and browse books on the bottom shelf and do it until somebody saw her pussy. She had to act like it was an accident. They stood in the aisle and monitored her behavior. Two different people, one was a guy, the other a middle aged woman saw her. They (Molly’s girls and Linda) left immediately. I was in stitches.

We concluded there’s little we can do at this point except continue to be their fuck toys when they want some fun. She also suspects we may not been the only ones they humiliate.

I told her about Jody ordering me to send Mavis flowers and the note. She thought that was a riot and I ought to do it exactly as intended because I’m such a slut. While she played with my pussy, I went online using her computer, ordered flowers and dictated the note … thank you for beating me, spanking me and using me like the whore I am.

I frigged Linda off again, dressed and came home. We obviously do this again.