March 3 2010 Sophia and the Gang

The build up for this had gone on all week and left me with a feeling of anxiety. I spoke with Jody this morning, expressed my nervousness. She calmed me, and reaffirmed the importance of the day and told me I could do this. We reaffirmed out feelings for each other and I left around 9:30 dressed in a mini, blouse, thigh highs and heels and a coat. I arrived at Katrina's just before 10:00. I offered to serve them before we went over but Tisha said I’d have more than my fair share today.

She and Joan drove me to the place Sophia was staying. The neighborhood was basically crummy; small houses most of which needed attention, yards were rather shabby and overgrown. To me it was one step away from a slum if not that already. She parked in front of an old wood framed house that looked more abandoned than occupied. Toy bag in hand, I followed them over the broken front walk down a sloping yard to a front porch with a sagging roof.

A woman none of us knew answered the door. Katrina asked who she was and where was Sophia. The woman introduced herself as Paula, a friend, and that Sophia went to get coffee. She was short, slightly heavyset, had on pajama bottoms and a tee. She obviously wasn’t wearing a bra and I doubted panties. She seemed to have average breasts but with fairly large butt and short disheveled hair.

Katrina immediately got Sophia on her cell to verify she was indeed on her way back. From what I saw of the main room, and what I could glimpse through two open doorways into a bedroom and kitchen, the place was a mess. The room we were in had a sofa, couple of tables and a chair with an old TV. Rap music played in the background.

Within a couple of minutes Sophia arrived with Llewellyn carrying a jug of take out coffee and a bag of donuts. They gave me some playful bitching, pawed me a little bit, and checked for panties of which there were none.

Paula took the breakfast goodies and coffee and tossed the bag on the floor. Somehow that seemed natural. Sophia wandered into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of Canadian club, a bottle of vodka, plastic cups and a carton of orange juice. The top of the TV became a bar of sorts. She laced their coffee and asked us if we wanted some; Tisha and Joan declined and I decided on an OJ and vodka.

Katrina herded Sophia and Llewellyn into the kitchen; Joan and Paula followed and they talked in low tones. I smoked a cigarette. After a few minutes Sophia, Llewellyn and Paula came back into the living room and Katrina summoned me into the kitchen. We walked as far away from the door to the living room as possible.

She told me this wasn’t quite what she expected but she had Sophia’s assurance that they understood the rules. I would remain in this location, no guys, and random checks by phone and there might be some money involved. She asked if I was still willing to go through with this because it’s going to get serious. I knew I owed Sophia some time and didn’t want this hanging over my head and become a series of delays that caused my owners to bitch at me. She joked that the place was a dump but that might be appropriate for what was in store. I totally understood. She kissed me.

We returned to the living room. She told Sophia it’s a go, and she and Joan would stay and watch for a few minutes. However, I was all theirs and she wouldn’t interfere..

Sophia took over. She told me to strip. I shed the blouse and mini, but kept the hose and heels on at her request. Then she laughed and said they’d probably be ripped to shreds anyway.

Paula mouthed at me a lot, calling me a worthless honky fuck and remarked that I had one nasty looking pussy. She wanted to see what was in the bitch bag, referring to my toy bag, and dumped it on the floor. She laughed that I must be one hard core piece of shit and she’d use all this stuff on my sorry ass plus they had some toys of their own and I was going to be one fucked up bitch. Her accent was thick and she chopped syllables off any words longer than two syllables. I had a hard time understanding her at first.

Paula took me into the front bedroom. In one corner was a mattress, crumpled sheets, blankets and pillows. There was no other furniture except for an old end table. She took her pajama bottoms off, sat on the mattress and pulled me into her cunt. As I licked her she told me she loved using white bitches because they’re so entertaining but good ones are so hard to find and I had a lot to make up for. She was hairy but definitely slick with her juices. I munched around her pussy, tongued her and brought her off. Joan stood in the door and watched.

I was kissing her ass when I heard a car stop out front and a black woman’s booming voice. Within seconds there was a rather plump black woman standing in the doorway. She called me bitch and said she was Ophelia. I’d guess she was in her 40’s. She gave me the once over, sat on the table and told me to come over. She ran her chubby black hands all over my body like she was examining something she was buying at the grocery store. She muttered … oh yes, you’ll do just fine.

We went back into the living room. Llewellyn was smoking and passed her pipe around. Within a couple of minutes things mellowed out.

There was some bitching about what to do next. They even asked me which I wanted first but I didn’t reply.

Sophia told them to stop bitching, we had all day. She pulled me into the back bedroom which had an old iron framed bed, stained sheets and blanket plus an old chest and a chair. They pushed me over the rounded foot board, kicked my legs apart and tied my ankles to the legs of the footboard, then pushed my upper body face down on a the mattress and tied my wrists behind my back. Paula told me they were going to really show me what it means to be an inferior white bitch and wanted to get their kicks off on me. She got her strappy, came behind me and rammed the dildo into my cunt and began fucking me, cursing all the time. One of them spit at my hole. Sophia got on the bed, spread her legs and slid her pussy under my face and I ate her. Paula withdrew from my cunt, lubed my ass and slid deep inside me and started fucking my ass, telling me over and over how much she loved doing this to white women. She and Ophelia started taking turns fucking my ass until I screamed I was going to lose it. They laughed and said they intended to literally fuck the shit out of me. Finally I couldn’t hold back and felt everything inside me rush to my anus. I lost it and when one of them withdrew, I started spewing my mess. They roared.

Embarrassed, I looked at Katrina and Joan. They’d stayed in the room witnessing all this. Joan gloated. Katrina asked her if she’d seen enough, Joan nodded. I caught a glimpse of Sophia handing Tisha some money. Tisha told me they’d be back later and left with my clothes, Joan laughing all the way out of the house. Personally that was a dark moment.

Sophia left me like that, tied over the end of the bed, my goo streaked down my hose. It was awful. The four of them went into the living room to drink or do something. I could hear them talking, plotting, scheming. I heard Sophia make a phone call to someone and ask when they’d get over. I thought … what the fuck!

Llewellyn came back in and raised a window to let the stink out. After a few minutes the rest of them came back in. My mess was bothering me but no one seemed to give it a second thought. Paula settled on the bed in front of me and had me eat her pussy again. She said I was as good as advertised. Llewellyn followed her and I ate her. Eventually one of them wiped my ass with a wet rag. It wasn’t an act of kindness; all they were doing was getting my crap out of the way so they had clearer access to my cunt. One after the other they attacked my cunt with a combination of strappy’s and dildos.

I’m not sure who was fucking me next but I heard some more people arrive. They came into the bedroom. I recognized Nikki but I didn’t recognize the other woman who was introduced as Ginny. They exchanged greetings, seemingly talked all at the same time and the room was filled with jabbering and insults about me, especially that they’d fucked the shit out of me which was painfully obvious by the stink. Ginny took her jeans and panties off and plopped up on the bed, her hairy pussy under my face. I licked her and she kept thrusting her cunt up in a rhythm until she came.

Sophia stood up on the bed in front of me, pulled me to a nearly upright position by my hair and told me this was the crew and most of them had a score to settle with a white bitch in one way or the other; wasn’t I lucky. To emphasize her point she slapped my face with her other hand and spit in my face. When she asked me if I was going to satisfy all of them, they laughed, told me they didn’t think I could last all day and it was a pity I couldn’t stay the weekend. Then Sophia pissed on me, drenching my face. It trickled down on the mattress but nobody seemed to care and Sophia commented that it didn’t make much difference since they were just borrowing this dump anyway and had some other digs lined up. I could not fathom what she was talking about.

Nikki got on the bed beside Sophia and pushed my face into her pussy. Someone started hitting my ass with a belt or a strap; I don’t know what it was but it stung. I listened to a chorus of insults as I ate Nikki. Then Ginny crawled up again, pulled my face up by twisting my hair back, spit in my face and called me a piece of white trash. She was on her knees on the bed, scooted her pussy up to my face, forced my neck back and told me to eat her, that she’d paid good money for this. Somebody started fucking my cunt again; hands were under my body pulling at my swaying tits, pinching and twisting my nipples, then hitting my tits with something. Ginny was rough, forceful and almost demonic. It was more of a case of her grinding off on me than me eating her but I brought her off. Without hesitating she pissed straight into my face. I told them I had to pee which brought laughter.

They went back for more drinks, squabbled about who would get some food. I heard one of them call in an order and eventually someone left to get it.

I lay there alone in the room for a few minutes, assessing the situation. The ropes were uncomfortable but I endured it. The mattress was pee soaked and my upper body and face were lying in chilled piss; not a great sensation but again, endurable. As best I could figure, I’d eaten everybody except Ophelia but I knew she fucked me. The house was indeed a dump, sparsely furnished, and what furniture was there was dilapidated. There didn’t seem to be any strong evidence of life in the kitchen when I was back there talking to Katrina. There were no carpets or rugs on the old wood floors which creaked when anyone walked. It didn’t seem to make any difference to them about piss on the mattress and I surmised that some of my mess must have made its way to the floor but nobody gave a shit about cleaning it up. Obviously this wasn’t their place. I began to wonder if the house was abandoned and they just took it over. Yet there was running water since I’d heard that back in the kitchen so I assumed the bathroom worked because I’d heard the commode flush. I couldn’t figure it out and gave up even trying.

I could not shake the feeling that if Tisha and Kammy weren’t what they were, these girls could fuck me here for days on end, come and go as they wished and allow anybody in. I had no clothes and really didn’t have a way to leave. That was a scary feeling.

Whoever went out for food was back plus I sensed they’d brought back some beer. I thought oh goody. Even tied as I was, I’d been thankful for the break but I knew as soon as they ate, things would start again.

However, something strange happened. I heard a car door slam and voices outside. I heard Sophia talking on the front porch then in the living room. From what I could figure, some more women had arrived but for some reason Sophia argued with them in the living room. I heard one person say … is that her… and obviously standing in the living room, you could see straight back into the room where I was tied over the bed. Sophia said yes but it’ll cost you. A black woman walked into the room, I turned to look. Sophia and Nikki stood between me and the woman and said that’s as close as you get. I didn’t get a clear glimpse at the woman. She (and I don’t think she was alone) went back and talked to Sophia some more over money; it was clear to me that they wanted to fuck me but apparently didn’t want to pay. I was shaking all over. They hassled some more until Sophia told them to either pay up or hit the road. I heard $200 mentioned, and then the woman left. I stopped shaking and started breathing again.

When Sophia came to me, I asked what that was all about and she replied none of my business. She asked if I wanted something to eat, I nodded, and she untied all the ropes. For the first time in probably 2-3 hours I was able to stand and move around. She brought me part of a sub sandwich and some water and let me sit on the bed and eat. A couple of them mouthed off about how much they loved seeing me helpless and totally dependant on them and didn’t think I should be untied. Sophia told them I needed a short break, some food and after that I was fair game again. All six of them were in the room and brought in a couple of other mismatched wooden chairs from somewhere. When I finished eating I asked nicely to let me clean the rest of my dried mess residue off my inner thighs and I was allowed to wet some napkins and wipe off which helped.

I told her I had to pee again. Sophia said this was the official bathroom and to squat on the floor. I just squatted and pissed right on the floor in front of them. A couple of them also had to piss and didn’t hesitate to drench me while I was pissing.

Paula told me to start pumping my clam. I looked at her completely puzzled until she mouthed that meant to frig my cunt off and entertain her. She told me I was dumb as a rock and did I have a problem. I told her no Ma’am; I just didn’t understand what she meant. She called me insolent and slapped me. I sat in the floor and frigged. She told me to pull my nipples too and make it good; this was to get everybody revved up again. I frigged while they watched, shouted obscenities and spit at me. Paula called me a sick fuck bitch. I kept frigging until I told them I was about to cumm. She told me to shut up, keep going and put some ambition into it. I frigged off some more and begged again. This time she let me. I plunged 3 fingers into my cunt and rocked off a huge cumm. Not surprisingly, they wanted me to lick my fingers clean.

Ophelia said that was a shitty job of frigging, that her 16 year old daughter can do that good. She said things like ...is that the best you can do, is that how you treat your cunt, you needed to be taught a lesson. This charged up the room. She slapped me and before I could say anything, I was face down on the floor with her and someone else on top of me. One of them tied my hands behind me again plus tied my elbows. She rolled me over and picked up a strap and began swatting my cunt. Sophia was into this and held my right leg up and someone else grabbed my left leg. Ophelia kept swatting my cunt repeatedly until I was begging her to stop. She did but picked up a handful of my clothespins and repeated that she was going to teach me a lesson, that when I frig in front of a black woman I need to do it with soul. She put 4 pins on each labia, one centered on each nipple, then one of each side of the nipple … 3 in a row, then one on my clit. She pulled me to a standing position, bent me over and pinned two on the rim of my rose. I was in agony and tears came to my eyes. She got the duct tape off the floor and taped the 4 pins on each labia against my upper thighs. I was still standing; legs slightly apart, cunt lips wide open. She picked up a crop and began hitting me, I moved away, she yelled ... that’s right dance you stupid bitch and kept hitting me. When I’d backed myself into a corner (literally) and no place to go, she grabbed my hair and pulled me away from the wall.

She took a dildo and began fucking my cunt, calling me a stupid white bitch and it didn’t matter how I felt, she’d do what the fuck she wanted. I was screaming, so much that she took her panties off which were huge and stuffed them partway in my mouth, they wouldn’t all fit inside my mouth, then ran a piece tape over my mouth and cheeks. Her panties tasted foul. She kept fucking me and my cunt felt extremely tight due to the pins and painful beyond belief. Her face was absolute evil. For pure meanness, she’d flick the pins on my nipples, rim of my rose and clit. I came in a blinding orgasm, fell to the floor which wretched the pins on my rim against the floor. I lay there sobbing. Some of them pulled me to my feet and made me walk around the room. They’d thump the pins and I’d shriek into the panty gag. Sophia said to let the pain soak in so I’d understand who was in charge. They fixed drinks and stood around mocking me.

Finally Ophelia undressed and I swear I have never seen such a flabby body. She told me she had 6 kids (where they were god only knows) and the stretch marks, sagging ass to prove it plus her breasts looked like two 5-pound bags of flour laying against her stomach. She asked me if I wanted the pins off, I nodded. She told me I’d have to eat her. She removed the tape and panty gag and fed me her tits. I sucked her like a baby until she smothered me with her enormous pussy. As she straddled me her huge thighs hit the pins on my tits causing me more pain. Finally she just yanked those off to get them out of the way. I couldn’t see nor breathe for that matter, except draw air from around her hairy pussy. I heard the rest of them laughing and somebody was flicking my wide open cunt again with what I’m sure was the crop. They weren’t hard flicks but against my pinkness and stretched open labia, it was torturous.

I ate at her pussy and had the impression my entire head would probably fit inside her cunt if she squeezed down on me hard enough. The pins were still on my labia to the point my lips were hurting so badly they were numb. Despite all this, I brought her off. She got off and bent over the edge of the sofa with her hips stuck back. With one hand she reached down and grabbed me, pulled me to a kneeling position behind her and told me to suck her ass.

Some of the other girls separated her ass cheeks and shoved my face in between her cheeks and told me to eat that fucking ass. Her rose was nasty, smelly and awful. But Sophia bitched at me and told me to suck or the pins stay on another hour. I began licking and probing until she had another orgasm. I fell to the floor and true to her word, she took the pins off my labia and I yelled in pain when she did. I thought my cunt will never be the same.

For a long time I just lay on the floor thinking it can’t get any worse. My face was a combination of tears, sweat, her cumm and her ass scent. I don’t think I’ve ever been so overcome or felt like such a total fuck toy. Ophelia said she wanted to shit on this bitch and Sophia suggested we use the bathtub. They pulled me up to my feet and shoved me down the short hall to the bathroom. It was absolutely squalid. But they lifted me into a tub that was half caked with grime and rust and placed me on my back looking upward. I begged them not to do this but that meant nothing. Ophelia climbed into the tub, squatted with her ass toward me and pissed on my tummy and cunt. I winched but while she was still pissing she farted and I looked up and saw her hole flare open. I saw her log emerging before I screamed and shut my eyes then felt her load plop on my cunt. She told me to open my eyes and laughed hysterically when I did. She left a grossly huge pile on my lower abdomen and cunt, then took a napkin and smeared it around. She told me now maybe I’ll understand what my cunt is for.

Llewellyn wanted to shit also and unloaded a small amount on my tummy. Paula climbed in and settled toward my upper body then bent with her ass over my face. She told me plainly she wanted to crap on my fucked up face. She pissed and began shitting at the same time. My eyes were closed by there was no mistaking the feeling of her mess landing on my face. She used her foot to smear it around and pressed her nasty toes over my mouth and worked them back and forth. Regardless of how hard I clamped my lips shut the action of her working her foot over my mouth pried my lips open enough to work some inside my lips.

It was gross and smell was awful. The bathroom was small and there was one little window over the commode. Someone opened that to get some stink out but they left and shut the bathroom door, laughing their butts off.

I lay there recalling Tisha’s words that this would be serious. My cunt, ass and nipples still throbbed from the pins and the stench was terrible. I half rolled to one side and eventually managed to get to my knees to get my head above the worst of the odor. But with minutes, Sophia came in and shouted where the fuck did I think I was going. That brought the other running back into the bathroom. Sophia pushed me back down, got some rope and tied my ankles together, then my knees. There was no way I could attempt to get up again. She was pissed off. I knew Sophia, Ginny and Nikki had not shit yet but I saw them unwrapping suppositories and I knew it was all over. Within minutes Sophia was over me directly above my head. I didn’t have long to wait until she farted and spewed her brown over my face and hair. I was crying. Ginny in turn hit my feet and legs and Nikki let go on my cunt again. All of them pissed in the tub, told me they were done being nice to me (I was like, huh?). They slammed the widow shut and shut the door. Now it was worse than ever. Within a few minutes Sophia reappeared, the others behind her, and asked me if I wanted out of the tub. I cried yes, please.

Sophia raised the window, sat on the commode and told me she was being nice to me, that those other 2 women who came by earlier wanted to use me but wouldn’t pay. And this is the thanks she gets … that I try to wiggle out of the tub. She said if she were a lesser person, she could drag me out of the tub and throw me out in the yard stark naked and covered in filth but she made a bargain with my owner and she's a person of her word. She knew my cunt was probably aching but they were going to fuck me again just to get my attention. Also, she intended to ask Tisha for a longer period of time for her friends to use me. Through tears I blurted out I wasn’t trying to get out of the tub, just trying to get about the level of the stink. She said I was stink, I was filth and there was no way I could ever rise above that level. None of that quite fit but I meekly said yes Ma’am.

She pulled out her knife and cut the ropes on my ankles and knees, then had me get back on my knees. When I did she cut the ropes on my elbows and wrists and told me to stand up. She turned the water on, handed me a tiny bar of soap and told me to wash off. I dried off with a hand towel. They told me to wash out the tub a little bit and left me. I washed most of the filth out of the tub and truthfully it was cleaner when I finished than when they put me in it. I called down the hall that I was finished and they told me to go back to the bedroom.

Sophia said they voted and regardless of what I said, they concluded I was trying to get out of the tub, not just get to my knees, and they wondered if I wasn’t trying to escape. (Utter nonsense ... where in the hell would I dare go, naked, covered in crap and hands tied behind me.) They’d give me a break but I’d have to stay tied. They positioned me on the bed so my body was parallel between the footboard and headboard and put leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. My left wrist cuff was roped to the headboard, my right wrist cuff to the foot board. My ankles were done the same way but the ropes had more slack. Nonetheless I was still loosely in an X position.

They knew my pussy was sore but that’s my tough luck because they decided they’d fuck me and I’d suck pussy and ass nonstop until Katrina came for me. I sighed; I knew the sun was going down but I had no idea what time it was or exactly when Katrina was coming back.

They started. I know Nikki went first, and Sophia and Ophelia were last but I truly can’t remember the rest of who went after whom. My mind was kind of a blur by this time. They repeatedly fucked my mouth, cunt and ass it seemed I was eating one pussy or ass after another; plus sucking tits and in one case, someone’s toes. Ophelia’s tits were unmistakable; they were like pillows being pressed in my face. But most of the pussies became a blur except for the awareness of hairy verses smooth. When one would get off, another would mount me. There was no way I could keep up; my lips and tongue were numb and they were grinding off on my face.

I do specifically remember Ophelia staring into my face and telling me how her 16 year old daughter was a better fuck and smarter than me, because she’d have enough sense not to come to a place like this; that if I was dumb enough to come here, I was dumb enough to get fucked and whatever the hell else they wanted. I guess she was right.

By the time it was dark I was totally numb. My face was raw, my tongue felt strained and my cunt was beyond feeling from cumming so much. I was exhausted. I didn’t even hear Katrina and Joan arrive but when I heard her say hello salope, I breathed a sign of relief. Joan snickered and said I looked as ragged as any person she’d ever seen who was still breathing. Sophia and Katrina talked. I was untied and Joan gave me my clothes. I was too tired to put them. I stumbled to the bathroom and pissed in the commode, splashed cold water on my face and came back. Joan gave me her long jacket to wear. One by one I said goodbye to everyone there.

Katrina took me back to her place. I showered and ate some soup. We talked, that’s when I found out Rosanna, one of Sophia’s girls was at Chanel’s as insurance. I filled them in on everything that happened. She asked if I needed to stay the night; I wanted to but felt I’d better get my ass home. She handed me $350 and said that’s my cut for being such a good slut. She told me to get some rest and I’d probably be doing this again. I thanked her for being there and wished them both a wonderful vacation.