Feb 12, 2010: Evening at Frayne's

The anticipation of this evening had built for a week or more and to make matters worse, the date had changed a time or two. Both Katrina and Jody had given me a hint that whatever Fran had planned, it’d be a rather demanding evening. I was told to be there at 6 to help Fran get things together. She told me it doesn’t make too much difference what I wear, other than my Lucite heels, since she had something for me to change into once I arrived. I could only imagine. Additionally I wasn’t required to bring my toy bag.

When I arrived Fran immediately put me to work in the kitchen helping her do last minute things, arranging hors d'oeuvres on trays, etc. Around 630 or so, Katrina and Joan arrived. We exchanged hugs and kisses. Katrina suggested that Joan take over helping Fran and that I go dress. Fran said my things were laid out in the guest room.

I stopped to pee and went into the guest room. On the bed I found a lavender colored bra and thong set, garter belt and gorgeous matching lavender hose. Given Fran’s impeccable penchant for lingerie, I wasn’t too surprised. There was also a black leather collar, leash, a couple of bondage straps and a pair of handcuffs. I stripped nude and started putting on the lingerie.

Katrina came in with a martini for me and closed the door. I drank it and we talked. I told her that due to the snow storm I was prepared to stay overnight which delighted her. She reaffirmed this evening was something Fran had wanted to do for a long time and I’d better not screw up. Although she’d be around during the evening, Fran was in charge. If I had any questions, that’s who I should look to. I understood. I asked who was coming but didn’t get an answer. She sat in a comfy chair in the corner of the guest room raised her leather skirt and told me to eat her. I came over, and with as much love and respect as possible, licked on her pussy until she came.

Katrina fastened the leather collar around my neck, pulled my hands behind me and snapped the cuffs on my wrists. She cinched one of the bondage straps around my upper arms, pulling my elbows close together which thrust my tits out. While she was doing this I heard the door bell ring and Fran greet someone. My heart started beating a mile a minute. Katrina asked me if there was anything else I needed to say and I said not at the moment. She pushed the ball gag into my mouth, buckled it behind my head and told me to wait until she came back. She left the room and closed the door.

I heard someone else arrive, and the conversation picked up. There was a lot of subtle laughter. I tried to pick up on what I could hear, voices that I might be familiar with and all that. I thought I heard a voice that sounded like Francine, one of her friends. The mental impact of sitting there dressed the way Fran and Katrina wanted me plus being bound and gagged and listening to people arrive simply created an explosive tension and anticipation inside of me

Katrina returned and noticed drool seeping out of the corners of my mouth which was exactly what she wanted. She ordered me to stand and separate my legs. As soon as I did, she slipped her fingers under my panties and started rubbing through my cunt and pulling my labia until I was juicy. She snapped the leash on to the collar and told me everyone was here. She kissed my cheek and led me out the door.

I tottered out behind Katrina. My eyes caged wide open. The living room was filled with black women, some standing, others sitting but all of their eyes glued on me. I felt total shame and humiliation sweep over my face. There was laughter, refined giggles and smirks coming from faces that lit up like Christmas trees. I felt like a lamb being led to a slaughter. In addition to Fran and Joan, I recognized her friends Francine and Bernice but there were three other women I’d never seen before. Katrina led me to Fran who took control of the leash and in essence, me.

Fran introduced me as Yvette, her serving maid and whore. She slapped my face then turned me toward the center of the gathering then led me around in a circle which gave me the feeling I was some bitch in a dog show. She asked the group if I met their expectations. I can’t recall the specific responses but it was like everybody trying to talk at once and they all kept staring, giggling and smiling.

She first introduced me to Nora, one of the new women standing by the living room window. This woman was stunning, slim, short feathered hair, high angular cheekbones, probably around 40 and exquisitely dressed. Something about her reminded me of a grown up refined version of Sophia. She commented about my drooling mouth and wondered if my cunt was the same way, swiped a finger through my cunt and nodded yes. Next Fran introduced me to Trudie, probably my age, buzz cut hair and huge hoop earrings, slightly heavyset. She palmed my cunt. The other new woman was introduced as Rita, reddish tinged hair, also around 40 but it was hard to tell. Figure wise, she had the classic bubble butt but a shapely body and large breasts. She told me despite the elegant lingerie I had $40 hooker written all over me.

Fran took me over to Bernice who I’d been with once before. I know she’s mid 50’s and I remembered her body was somewhat flabby, large saggy tits that lay against her belly, numerous stretch marks but had unhesitatingly made me suck her ass back in April.
Fran led me to Francine. I’d been with her a few times and I know she has a penchant for being rough. She reminded me about the first time she was with me, fucking me with a strappy and paddling my ass until it was red. She didn’t have to; I well remembered.

Joan and Katrina were standing next to Francine and Joan took the opportunity to slap me, something very uncharacteristic of her. She snickered that I looked so natural and just to drive home her status she turned to Katrina and kissed her then turned back to me, stuck her tongue out at me and said something like she was going to really enjoy seeing me get fucked this evening. I felt about two-inches high.

Throughout theses introductions, I continued to drool and by now copious amounts had streaked down my tits and found its way through my valley, under the bra and streaked down my tummy like tracks of slime.

The conversation turned to curious questions about me, sex and slavery. For the benefit of the new women Katrina went into a diatribe about my time with her, how she came to meet me, what she knew of my time with Jody, how she and Jody team me and really gave a lot of credit to her for conditioning me. Then she shared explicit details about some of our most intimate and outrageous moments … the beatings, humiliations, the teens, even the toilet play and browning. Joan and Fran added tidbits to it. Occasionally some one would direct a question to me which of course being gagged I could not answer, only grunt, nod and drool. On the subject of teens one of the women referred to me as the family fuck. Another one asked me if I got off on this stuff and I nodded.

Fran indicated she had a little demonstration in mind to show them what a whore I was and then she’d turn me over to them. I started quivering inside. She led me over to the credenza where she had some toys set out and picked up a crop and led me back to the center of the gathering. While lecturing the group on what a pain whore I was, she pulled my tits out the top of the lacy bra and let them flop over the edge of the fabric. My nipples were rock hard but she grasped them and shook my tits like two worthless mounds of flesh. I winced in pain. She made sure everybody saw the damp spot on my panties then pulled my panties down and told me to step out. I swear by this time I was throbbing all over

Fran swatted my nipples with the crop then landed a few strokes on my tits, still pulled out over the top of my bra. She pulled me around a few steps and swatted my nipples again, then led me some more and flailed my cunt with the crop a few times. I winced and screamed into the gag. Her audience was obviously amused. Then she turned me so my ass was to most of the women and went after my butt, landing multiple strokes on each cheek and continued down my upper thighs. Finally she released the leash and told me to bend at the waist and lower my head. She pushed me until my face was almost against my lower thighs and my butt a perfect target. Then she really went after my ass with the crop until I was constantly moaning into the gag. She had me separate my legs then tapped my cunt repeatedly with the crop until it made a squishy sound.

She left me standing and disappeared into the dining room, took something out of her china cabinet and returned with a large enameled bowl and set it on the floor. She pushed me down to a squatting position over the bowl and told me to piss. Struggling to maintain balance, I tried but the embarrassment of the situation somehow affected me. She swatted my cunt again and said piss bitch. And I did … at first in dribbles then a solid stream of piss filling the bowl. The new women laughed and Nora told Fran she wanted to fuck me but Fran told her not quite yet.

She removed the bowl and pulled me to a standing position, grabbed my leash and told the others to follow us. I had no clue what was going on. She led me out of the living room and down the hall to the bath at the end of the hall. They followed with their drinks in hand. When we entered the bathroom, I immediately saw her red bag hanging on the shower curtain rod and I though OMG. The women quickly picked up on it, too. Fran told them she wanted the clean me out because she figured my ass would get repeatedly fucked and she didn’t want any accidents. She asked if anybody wanted to do the honors and Francine quickly volunteered. She pushed me to my knees then pushed my upper body forward until my face was on the floor. Francine and Nora did the enema. I groaned into the gag, my face turned to my left side and looking toward the door where most of the women were standing. Fran told me to hold it 5 minutes. I was sweating when 5 minutes was up. They pulled me over to the commode and let me release and my Gawd was that embarrassing.

She placed a mirrored tray on the bathroom floor right under my face then removed the gag. When she did huge blobs my drool spilled out onto the tray. She swatted my ass and told me to get down and lick it off. In the mirrored tray I could plainly see my reflection and I have to say that was scary. I lowered my face to the floor and began licking.

She pulled me back to a kneeling position, raised her skirt exposing her sheer panties and told me to thank her properly. I licked and kissed her panty covered pussy then when she turned, I kissed her ass. But she turned back around, moved her panties aside and told me to open my mouth. She thrust her hips forward and released her piss at my face, bitching at me to get my mouth over her stream and drink her fucking piss. I did and they cackled.

When I finished Fran told the women that this is the caliber of whore they’re dealing with tonight; virtually anything goes.

Fran told me to stand. She unfastened the bondage straps around my upper arms and removed my handcuffs. Then she unfastened the bra and pulled that off me, leaving me with just the garter belt, hose and heels. She cuffed my hand in front of me this time, picked up the mirrored tray and told me to hold it in front of me with both hands, make myself useful and serve. I started taking drink orders and going for refills. There was lots of name calling and comments that Fran gave to neatest parties.

By this time the liquor was flowing nonstop and the whole mood of the party was really becoming loose. I got pinched and prodded. Nora told Fran she wanted to fuck the bitch; Fran said have a ball. So Nora beckoned me over, raised her skirt and pulled her panties to one side. She grabbed my leash and drew my face tightly against her pussy and I started licking this heavenly scented cunt that smelled like fresh pears or peaches. She was well trimmed and I had no difficulty in getting to her. I got Nora off fairly easily. Francine, though, wanted her turn. I was eating her when I felt someone stick her finger in my ass, lube it and shove a dildo in my ass. Francine had my face squeezed between her thighs and I don’t know who was fucking my ass. After I made Francine cumm they pulled me back on my feet, hands still cuffed in front of me. I was thrown over a low backed chair in the living room, my knees in the seat, my upper body facing the back of the chair. They wanted better access to my cunt and ass. Joan raised her skirt, had no panties on and shoved my face into her pussy. Someone had put on a strappy and shoved it in my cunt and slid it into me, it was huge. I screamed but whoever had the strappy on laughed and told I should be able to take it. I turned around for a moment to see who was fucking me; it was Trudie. She literally reamed me. When I’d made Joan cumm Rita took her place and I sucked on her cunt, munched on her labia (which she told me she wanted) and brought her off. Trudy in addition to fucking my cunt had stared whipping my ass with something. I screamed that I was going to cumm, lots of laughing and I did.

Joan by now was naked, put on the strappy and bitched at me how I was nothing but a fuck slave and how dare I think I was anything else. I’m sure she wanted to prove a point that she's now Katrina lover and number 1 and I’m reduced to fuck slave status. She rammed my ass. While she did, Trudie came in front of me, raised her skirt and had me eat her.

By now I’d eaten Katrina, Fran, Francine, Joan, Rita and Trudie; everybody but Bernice. .

All this was interrupted when Fran announced that dinner was ready. Katrina pulled me off the chair and removed the handcuffs. My face smeared with cumm and my cunt and ass were already sore. They sat down for dinner and relegated me to pouring wine at setting food on the table. When I was not doing something, I had to stand in a corner with my face pressed into the corner and my hands on my ass cheeks pulling them apart to give everybody a clear view of my whipped ass. When any of the women needed something, I’d go do it.

Once during dinner when I was filling Joan's wine glass I inadvertently spilled some on her. She called me a clumsy bitch and told me to go get the crop. When I returned she threw me face down over the edge of the table, stepped back and beat my ass and upper thighs. The other women laughed their butts off. I moved my hands back to shield my ass from the blows but Francine, who was sitting directly across the table, reached across and grabbed my wrists and extended them across the table. Joan kept flailing away at my ass until I was begging and screaming. She pulled me back down to the floor, kicked me under the table and had me eat her pussy. I felt totally wretched. When she’d cumm, she told me to stand back in the whore’s corner. I did, facing the wall, my ass and legs above the tops of my hose totally stinging. When she finished eating, she called me back over, put her plate on the floor which still had some food on it and told me to get down on my belly and eat her left over’s. Gawd was she wicked! That idea caught on and Rita summoned me over next and told me to do the same thing. Rita said I was like a fucking bitch dog. Her words just humiliated me more. After I licked her plate clean she had me lick her pussy again.

Fran told them to keep going and she’d take care of getting the dessert, a cherry cheesecake. I got pushed and shoved from one woman to the other, sucking food off their fingers, eating it out of their hand or off their plate. The comparison to me and a hungry dog was constant and totally humiliating. As they ate dessert and drank coffee and brandy, the whole atmosphere turned wicked and what remaining clothes they had on, came off. Also, they took my heels, hose and garter belt off leaving me totally naked.

Fran, however, wanted me to take a few minutes to clear the table, rinse off the dishes and load the dishwasher. So while I did that some of them watched me and others went back into the living room. Those who stayed in the kitchen, Francine and Rita, really got raunchy. Francine bent over, smeared cheesecake into her ass and told me to lick. Rita watched. She started yelling and pinching and pawing me. Katrina came back to the kitchen and smeared more cheesecake in Francine’s ass for me to eat. I was protesting that I had to pee again and Katrina brought me the enameled bowl.

I ended up getting hauled into the space between the living room and dining room. Bernice, who I believe was the oldest one there and probably the flabbiest, was naked and down on knees and elbows, her huge ass stuck back. It wasn’t exactly a pretty sight but I knew what would follow. They pushed me down and held my face against her ass and I started eating her. I knew the others were hovering over me, directing me to eat deeper, shouting, spiting and cursing at me. I remember someone saying that I was a piece of ass eating filth. I slipped a hand under Bernice and massaged her and kept working my tongue in and out of her plump ass. They’d pulled her ass cheeks as wide open as possible. One of them knelt behind me and began fingering my ass. I kept tonguing Bernice’s ass and frigging her pussy until she moaned out that she was going to heaven (which I took to mean she was about to cumm.) I made sure she did. but as soon and she crawled away and slumped to the floor, whoever was fingering my ass stopped, pulled my head back and slipped her fingers that had been in my ass into my mouth. I started sucking them clean.

I felt one of them behind me with a strappy. I heard someone say fuck that old white bitch’s ass. Someone handed me a drink and I drained it, don’t even know what it was. Rita got on all fours in front of me, stuck her bubble butt in my face and I began licking her ass. It was a series of cat calls, cursing, jeers. Someone was beating my back and my butt, there was a hand under me pulling my tits, it just seemed like hands were everywhere but the focus was me tonguing asses and them fucking my ass and cunt. I suppose it’s fair to say this was becoming an orgy, at least in my mine it was. I remember one of them blurting out that I was pathetic and it was pretty obvious I was getting in my grove; I told them I did not care what they did. I ate two more asses and I swear I don’t even remember whose. Trudie and Francine, I think. I’m pretty sure Joan was doing most of the ass fuck and so were Francine and probably Fran.

Fran said if we want to turn this into a pee party then get downstairs to the basement. I felt like a million hands were all over me and. I’m not sure my feet touched the steps on the ways down but we ended up in the basement, which like the rest of Fran’s house is neat as a pin. Fran put an old shower curtain down on the linoleum tile basement floor and some towels over that. I was shoved down on my back and I felt a stream of piss hit me. My eyes were closed and I remember cupping my tits and rubbing my hands over my body as one stream of piss after another soaked me.

Joan mounted my face and had me eat her and Fran followed her. I was lying there exhausted, covered in sweat, piss and cumm. My mouth tasted like a sewer and probably smelled as bad. Katrina had a vibe and pressed it against my cunt and told me to cumm. Rita leaned over me and I sucked her tits. I’d get right to the edge of a cumm and Katrina would stop, I’d beg and suck Rita some more and finally Katrina told me to let it go and cumm. I went into spasms and rocked off 3 cumms then literally melted against the floor.

That pretty much finished the evening. Nobody wanted to drive home because of the snow except Bernice who called her son and daughter-in-law to come pick her up. She left. I staggered into the bathroom and rinsed my mouth out with some Listerine.

Fran said she had plenty of bedrooms. I ended up back in the guest room with Nora and Trudy. I have no clue where everybody else slept. When we went into the guest room I saw it was about 1230 in the morning. I thought we’d sleep but Nora wanted to use me some more so I did her again and then Trudy. Once during the night when Trudy got up to pee she came back and had me eat her again. I was half asleep but somehow succeeded in getting her off. I woke up about 730 to pee, found my cell and sent Jody a message then I crashed again and didn’t wake up until around 1000. I ate both Nora and Trudie again then staggered out for some coffee and toast.

Francine and Rita had gone home so it was just Fran, Katrina, Joan, Trudie Nora and me. We talked some. I ended up eating Joan at the breakfast table. But I tell you, I was so fucked out I was numb while I did.

I showered and Gawd did that ever feel good. I dressed and thanked Fran and each one of them. I made it a point to see that everyone had my number.