Blog 10 06 24 family
Tonja was at work all day; Whitney was supposed to have the day off but her supervisor called last night and told her to be in at 11 and work until 5.
So when I walked in at 1040 Whitney was walking out the door bitching. I told her relax we have all summer and I’ll be here when she gets home. She told me to take extra good care of Karen.
So there I am, naked in their house looking at this precious child who knows, absolutely knows I adore her! And my cunt is tingling. She's giving me the royal treatment with teasing behind pale pink cotton panties and a sleep shirt. This was the first time the 2 of us were alone together.
She looks at me and says, play with yourself. As I’m doing it she starts this routine of “why would a grown up white woman play with herself in front of a 15 y/o girl.” I kept going and she would ask wouldn’t you rather be touching my cunt that yours. And I said yes. Always. She asked how I’d like to touch it and I said I’d like to lie in the floor and have you sit over my face. I told her explicitly how much I love her pussy, that she's the sweetest thing ever. She told me to keep telling her stuff while I played with myself, and suddenly there I was playing with myself, my cunt and tits, as she talked to me and it didn’t matter.
As I went on, she said her sister says that I love her; did I love her (Karen), too? I told her I did. But she shot back at me that I probably didn’t love her, I just loved her pussy. This went back and forth until she told me to say that I loved her pussy and ass more than I loved her. I said exactly what she wanted.
She kept on saying would I do anything for her, I said yes, anything… she asked of I would fuck her friends and I said yes. Would I do anything for them; again, yes? So she called a friend and talked to her while she had me still playing with myself. Then she said tell Monica you’ll fuck her. I was embarrassed. When she put the call on conference, it was like Monica was in the room. Karen told Monica that she was going to be in charge of me someday and tell me when to cumm, when I could pee and shit, when I could wear clothes and when I couldn’t and who I’d fuck. She said her mom was being too nice to me and she and Whitney were going to change all that.
Finally she let me cumm and scream out an orgasm while the call was still on conference. At this point I was fucking lost, I knew I’d been manipulated and didn’t care. She told Monica she was going to sit on my face because that’s how I wanted to eat her then later we’d go to the mall. (news to me at that point.) Karen told Monica she was going to face sit me but they’d keep talking. So here I am on the floor, with Karen sitting on my face still talking on the phone. This goes on forever but I’m not caring. Some of the conversation I could hear, some I couldn’t especially if Karen would trap her thighs around my face. Karen came and came again. Monica got the details.
She hung up and asked me if I’d take her to the mall, the nice one. I said of course. (Flashbacks of doing this for Britney if you remember)
The discussion centered then on what I’d wear. After all if you recall the rules, they have the right to dress me. After going through closets and drawers, Karen decided on me wearing a sundress with no bra or panties, the dress she chose was yellow and white, low cut, and ankle length but buttoned all the way up. (13 buttons ... trust me I counted) She decided the bottom 6 would remain open. I slipped on white low heels.
She threw on white shorts, and a tie-dyed blouse. On the way over she played with me in the car.
We’re shopping, I’m buying her things and Whitney calls me on my cell (Karen lost hers), asks how things are going, am I taking care of Karen. I relate what happened so far. She's pleased then she wants to talk to Karen. They talk, I don’t know what’s said then I get the phone back and Whitney tells me to be on my best behavior. We hit another store then head for the food court and are sitting there eating chik-filets, fries and cokes.
This black teen comes up with a younger sister and mom. In the midst of giggling I’m introduced to Monica and her younger sister, Shana, and their mom, Eudora. I about fell through the floor. I’m introduced to Eudora as a good friend of Tonja’s doing a neighborly thing of taking Karen shopping. Monica can’t take her eyes off me and I blush every time I look at her. The three of them sit down and I’m doing to best I can to stay on track. Eudora and Shana go over to get drinks. Karen takes my phone, calls Whitney and says … it worked. Hands me the phone. By now it’s apparent to me Whitney did a behind the scenes thing and made the connection with Monica about meeting at the mall. She tells me to take a good look at Monica and Shana because I’ll be fucking them soon then she tells me to hand the phone to Monica. They talked about 30 seconds, Monica giggles, Eudora and Shana return then the call is over.
We sat there for a few minutes, the girls are in their own world, Eudora and I try to carry on a conversation. Eventually the 5 of us leave the food court together and hit another store. My nervousness passes but in one store where the clothing racks are crowded together, I feel a hand slip through the opening in the sundress and squeeze my cunt. When I look, it’s Monica. Karen is giggling behind her, so is Shana. I try to give her the evil look but there’s little I can do at that point except stay out of tight corners and crowded clothing racks.
We parted. Monica gives me this … nice to see you, can’t wait to meet you again.
On the way home Karen confirms she had Whitney set things up so I wouldn’t know anything and the plan was to meet at the food court at 3. Now I put nothing past these girls. Again she opens my dress and plays with my cunt, telling me how wet I am and that’s what Monica noticed too.
We weren’t home 30 seconds before I was naked again as was Karen. she sits in my lap and is playing with my tits when Whitney arrives. She and Karen hug and Whitney lays down the rule that I will fuck both of those girls. In the conversation I find out Tonja isn’t aware of what’s being planned but Whitney isn’t concerned; that Monica is 15, Shana is 13. I rolled my eyes. She asked if I’d done someone Shana’s age and mentioned Cristal I have to find out Cristal’s birthday and the day we fucked so they can determine who would be younger. Oh joy.
Whitney stripped and I ate her while Karen watched. Then she fucked me from behind doggy style while Karen sat on the sofa and I ate her. Whitney hurled dirty talk at me about what I’d be doing all summer, that I had no shame so I might as well stop pretending. To add insult to every thing that happened, they called Monica and had me tell her I was getting fucked again. Monica hung up abruptly so I think her mom was close.
When Tonja came home she wanted to hear about what happened today. She wanted her turn and I followed her up to her bedroom. I sensed she wanted private time with me but while I was kissing her breasts, Whitney barged in. Whitney told me to continue. While I did she leaned over her mom telling her what a slut she was. I kept working Tonja off. Whitney caling her mom slut in the middle of sex is new.
That’s about it. I didn’t do any cooking or cleaning, other than substantial time out for shopping, it was a rather sex filled day. Obviously I loved it and adored being around Karen in a one on one situation. There’s no set date for getting together next time but we’ll work that out.
I’m beat, totally wiped. Kisses
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
June 23 2010: Mavis Basement
I arrived around 1130 and entered nude as always. She asked me if I still felt the same way I did when we talked on the phone earlier in the morning. I said yes. We went into the kitchen and she poured me a large glass of wine. I drank and she refilled it.
Without too much fanfare she escorted me nude to the basement where she assumed her position in her chair. I raised the hem of her ankle length caftan and found she wasn’t wearing any thing underneath. I knelt and began eating her slowly, listening to her direct where she wanted my tongue and my hands. I worked her for a very long time, running my hands under her garment to arouse her nipples and bring her breasts into play. I focused my lips and tongue on her pussy and ass until she had an orgasm.
She stroked my hair then had me stand with my hands clasped behind me and my legs separated. As soon as I did, she got up and cuffed my hands behind me then started spanking my cunt until I was throbbing. Some of the spanks were in rapid fashion, one right after the other. Then she’d slow her pace and deliver one about every 4 or 5 breaths. When I’d approach an orgasm, she’d stop, then resume with more spanks. Finally, she rammed 2 fingers in me and kept going until I came.
She got my glass of wine and poured the rest of it slowly down my throat.. Then she wrapped leather cuffs around my ankles, motioned me to the cage and locked me inside. I was sitting against the side of the cage, the long side, and she had me place my feet into the opposite corners where the sides of the cage meet the floor pan. From there she worked ropes through the d-rings on the cuffs, tying the ropes off on the outside of the cage. She pissed at me.
She said she’d like to gag me but for safety reasons she wouldn’t since it may be quite some time before I saw her again. I nodded. She told me to have a pleasant afternoon and went upstairs, turning off the light and shutting the door.
The basement was cool, a welcome change from the high 90’s heat outside. I pissed. Then I just sat there. For some reason I felt I needed this; to be locked away from everything and time to sort out my thoughts. I could hear her singing and puttering around upstairs for a while then I heard nothing and figured she was napping. I did the same, floating in and out, ignoring the position when became more demanding as time passed. I’d asked for the confinement; however, my legs spread and my feet tied to the corners of the cage … totally her twist.
Once she opened the door at the top of the stairs and asked if I was okay, I said yes. She shut the door.
I drifted back to the beginning of all this, what I call the beginning … 32 months ago … when I had my first encounter with Lisa. I worked my way forward from that, sorting out the good times, the not so good times. I went through a bunch of stuff, trying to determine where I am right now in my relationships. I probably dozed off 3 or 4 times, pissed twice more. My legs ached, inner thighs, but there was nothing I could do about it so I endured. I thought through more things. I faded
I heard people upstairs … like another set of footsteps in addition to hers. I wondered if the baby cam was on. I didn’t really see it but that didn’t mean she hadn’t positioned it somewhere else. I could hear muffled conversation and some laughing. I figured the baby cam was somewhere, so I shook my tits back and forth and sure enough, I heard a fresh burst of laughter. I heard more talking then the front door shutting. Then there was nothing. I expected her to come down but she didn’t. I calmed down and dozed.
The light and sound of her footsteps on the stairs woke me. She didn’t say a lot, just came over and pissed on me again.
I asked her who that was. She shrugged it off and said someone with a wicked idea. I asked what that meant. Her answer was … someday very soon I’d find out. Then she laughed and said they were two Jehovah's Witnesses women who came to convert her but she saw them staring at the baby cam monitor like they couldn't figure out what it was. When I moved and shook my tits, one of them screamed, one laughed before she caught herself. Anyway, they left but they’ll be back. I didn’t know whether to believe her or not.
She unlocked the cage then bent and untied the ropes restraining my feet. Moving my legs hurt but things came back to normal fairly quickly. I rolled toward the open cage door and worked my way out. She uncuffed me and let me stand and move around. I spent some time cleaning things and asked if I could take a real shower. She was in a good mood and let me.
We talked about the party last night. I thanked her for the afternoon and she assured me another one would soon follow. I went to the garage, dressed and left.
Without too much fanfare she escorted me nude to the basement where she assumed her position in her chair. I raised the hem of her ankle length caftan and found she wasn’t wearing any thing underneath. I knelt and began eating her slowly, listening to her direct where she wanted my tongue and my hands. I worked her for a very long time, running my hands under her garment to arouse her nipples and bring her breasts into play. I focused my lips and tongue on her pussy and ass until she had an orgasm.
She stroked my hair then had me stand with my hands clasped behind me and my legs separated. As soon as I did, she got up and cuffed my hands behind me then started spanking my cunt until I was throbbing. Some of the spanks were in rapid fashion, one right after the other. Then she’d slow her pace and deliver one about every 4 or 5 breaths. When I’d approach an orgasm, she’d stop, then resume with more spanks. Finally, she rammed 2 fingers in me and kept going until I came.
She got my glass of wine and poured the rest of it slowly down my throat.. Then she wrapped leather cuffs around my ankles, motioned me to the cage and locked me inside. I was sitting against the side of the cage, the long side, and she had me place my feet into the opposite corners where the sides of the cage meet the floor pan. From there she worked ropes through the d-rings on the cuffs, tying the ropes off on the outside of the cage. She pissed at me.
She said she’d like to gag me but for safety reasons she wouldn’t since it may be quite some time before I saw her again. I nodded. She told me to have a pleasant afternoon and went upstairs, turning off the light and shutting the door.
The basement was cool, a welcome change from the high 90’s heat outside. I pissed. Then I just sat there. For some reason I felt I needed this; to be locked away from everything and time to sort out my thoughts. I could hear her singing and puttering around upstairs for a while then I heard nothing and figured she was napping. I did the same, floating in and out, ignoring the position when became more demanding as time passed. I’d asked for the confinement; however, my legs spread and my feet tied to the corners of the cage … totally her twist.
Once she opened the door at the top of the stairs and asked if I was okay, I said yes. She shut the door.
I drifted back to the beginning of all this, what I call the beginning … 32 months ago … when I had my first encounter with Lisa. I worked my way forward from that, sorting out the good times, the not so good times. I went through a bunch of stuff, trying to determine where I am right now in my relationships. I probably dozed off 3 or 4 times, pissed twice more. My legs ached, inner thighs, but there was nothing I could do about it so I endured. I thought through more things. I faded
I heard people upstairs … like another set of footsteps in addition to hers. I wondered if the baby cam was on. I didn’t really see it but that didn’t mean she hadn’t positioned it somewhere else. I could hear muffled conversation and some laughing. I figured the baby cam was somewhere, so I shook my tits back and forth and sure enough, I heard a fresh burst of laughter. I heard more talking then the front door shutting. Then there was nothing. I expected her to come down but she didn’t. I calmed down and dozed.
The light and sound of her footsteps on the stairs woke me. She didn’t say a lot, just came over and pissed on me again.
I asked her who that was. She shrugged it off and said someone with a wicked idea. I asked what that meant. Her answer was … someday very soon I’d find out. Then she laughed and said they were two Jehovah's Witnesses women who came to convert her but she saw them staring at the baby cam monitor like they couldn't figure out what it was. When I moved and shook my tits, one of them screamed, one laughed before she caught herself. Anyway, they left but they’ll be back. I didn’t know whether to believe her or not.
She unlocked the cage then bent and untied the ropes restraining my feet. Moving my legs hurt but things came back to normal fairly quickly. I rolled toward the open cage door and worked my way out. She uncuffed me and let me stand and move around. I spent some time cleaning things and asked if I could take a real shower. She was in a good mood and let me.
We talked about the party last night. I thanked her for the afternoon and she assured me another one would soon follow. I went to the garage, dressed and left.
June 18, 2010: Six of them here
To begin with I was tired; had about 4 ½ hours of sleep with Alex and about an hour nap after I’d showered. In my exchange of text messages with Stephanie she was well aware that Alex had fucked me. She came over about 10:00 with Molly, Alex and Maria. I wasn’t aware of any of that but I knew from previous encounters the four of them together are hell on wheels.
I met them naked. The bitching, shoving and bossing began immediately. They herded me back to the kitchen where they broke out the booze and raided the pantry. Molly and alcohol are inflammatory but there wasn’t a lot I could do. Along with the bitching they told me Linda was coming.
At first it was mayhem. Stephanie had me get my toy bag. Alex recounted what happened during the night and Stephanie and Molly vowed to get even with me. Stephanie, wiry little demon that she is, pinned my arms behind my back so Molly could spit at me and rake her nails over my tits and cunt. She's mean but so absolutely adorable. She had on the tightest pair of white short shorts imaginable, a tight green top, and cork soled wedge sandals and her toenails painted a bright red. Gawd, was she looking hot!
In the midst of them mauling me, Linda arrived, carrying her toy bag and wearing basically next to nothing which quickly disappeared. When I saw the toy bag, I thought sarcastically to myself …. Oh goody more toys, just what we need.
A few minutes later, Cass and Kaitlin arrived. I was totally unaware of this. I tried to kiss her but she laughed at me, palmed my cunt and fingered me. It was fairly apparent whatever differences existed between Cass and Molly was long gone. Stephanie and Molly talked about calling some others but I intervened and told her not too. There were already way too many girls there and a pile of strange cars in the drive would arouse suspicion of my neighbors. Stephanie agreed on the condition that the next time I would be available for a party and she got to invite all her group.
Linda was getting milder treatment and eating it up. I attributed that to her more frequent availability to these little hellions. However, Alex and Maria trapped her against the kitchen counters and fingered her off while Molly and Stephanie were picking at me. I recall Cass and Kaitlin were mostly watching, saying a few things, laughing some.
After Linda had orgasmed they pushed me to my knees and had me clean her. Something about this flipped Cass and Kaitlin into more active participants and they lifted Linda, sat her on the edge of the counters and pushed my face deeper into her slit. By now I was way past cleaning her and she was cumming again.
They pulled my hair and dragged me away from her, pulled her off the kitchen counter and we both ended up on the floor, originally with her cunt over my face, her face down at my cunt in a classic 69 position with me under her. They wanted a show and told us to get with it and threatened us with worse things if we didn’t.
I was on the bottom initially, Linda on top of me. I remember the verbal went wild. None of the girls had removed a stitch of clothing. They were all standing around, cheering at us, drinking and looking down on us - two supposedly mature women, rolling around naked on the floor and eating each other, taking their insults, slaps, spit, an occasional kick. If we weren’t going after each other hard enough, they’d yell at us. Somebody poured a drink on us. Alex handed me a dildo and told me to fuck Linda while I ate her and I know somebody gave Linda one as well because I felt it slid inside me. It was absolutely crazy. At one point I was on top of Linda eating and fucking her, she doing the same to me from the bottom, when I felt what I thought initially was someone pouring another drink on us but I quickly realized someone was pissing on us.
Alex told us not to go anywhere, they had to strategize. They went into another room and talked. When they came back, they tied our hands behind our backs. They walked Linda over to the stairs, had her go up about 4 steps and kneel on a step, face against the stairs and her ass pouched back. They pulled her cheeks apart and told me to eat her ass. I knelt on a stair step behind her and pushed my face into her ass. My ass was stuck back and a couple of them, Cass and Maria, started spanking me plus reaching under me and pulling my nipples out and attaching clamps. Molly and Stephanie let me know this was because I hadn’t seen them in weeks and I owed them some amusement. Their verbal was progressively worse. I remember “ass sucking old whore” in particular. One of them lubed a dildo and eased it into my ass and shouted they wanted my tongue fucking Linda’s hole. I remember the words “tongue her ass, pig” shouted at me repeatedly.
When they’d had their fun with this they led us up the stairs, me by my clamped nipples, to the master bathroom and had us sit in the Jacuzzi tub facing them. Keep in mind that all of them were still dressed. They made us beg about how much we wanted to see their ass and pussies and how much we wanted them to piss on us. Most of this insanity came from Alex, Stephanie and Molly.
They undressed and sat around the edge of the tub until they were almost shoulder to shoulder and again Linda and I in the middle of them. They unclamped my nipples. We begged. Molly demanded I eat her first. I think Linda was eating Alex, pretty sure she was. I was eating Molly, begging for her pee and she said all I was good for was cheap entertainment for her and her friends. Wow; low. While I was eating Cass she laughed that she used to think I was nice. She threw out the idea that Linda and I should live together permanently. Every so often one of them floated in and out getting more drinks for everybody and a couple of them went through my closet just for the heck of it.
For me and for Linda too I learned later, it was agonizing. My mouth and jaws ached and my knees hurt. Maria was a fire hydrant of squirt and she made Kaitlin squirt, too. Linda and I made the rounds, satisfying everybody but then it started all over again. Molly was particularly mean to me. I remember her commenting once that its too bad kids can’t divorce their parents because if she could, she’d do it and have me as a mom. When she pissed it wasn’t just on my body like Cass or Kaitlin, but into my mouth or on my face.
When they had all the fun and games from this and had called bunches of their friends while we were eating them, they untied us and went downstairs. Linda and I wiped off with wet towels. By the time we got downstairs Cass and Kaitlin left which I thought was a little odd. Molly puked on the kitchen floor which I cleaned up, oh joy. She rested on one of the sofas, I wiped her head with cold clothes, actually tended to her even though she spend most of the last 4 hours making my life a cacophony of insane humiliation. Around 2:45 Alex said it would be wiser to sleep it off at her place, so we dressed her and they left.
Linda stayed and helped me clean up. The kitchen and great room were trashed as was my closet and study. The place smelled like an outhouse and we finally got things back to normal, took a shower together and discussed things. There is no doubt in her mind that Molly and Stephanie are hatching some event. What Linda has heard mentioned is Stephanie’s family recently purchased a vacation rental property around the lake and another in the mountains. She suspects Stephanie will sweet talk her dad out of the keys for one.
As for me, I’m a mental wreck. This is one of those things that got all over me … how easily I succumbed to them, let them humiliate me, let them take over my house and make a spectacle of me, plus Molly calling me “entertainment” was mind boggling. The whole thing has bugged me all weekend. I’m sure this will pass. Anyway… my best.
I met them naked. The bitching, shoving and bossing began immediately. They herded me back to the kitchen where they broke out the booze and raided the pantry. Molly and alcohol are inflammatory but there wasn’t a lot I could do. Along with the bitching they told me Linda was coming.
At first it was mayhem. Stephanie had me get my toy bag. Alex recounted what happened during the night and Stephanie and Molly vowed to get even with me. Stephanie, wiry little demon that she is, pinned my arms behind my back so Molly could spit at me and rake her nails over my tits and cunt. She's mean but so absolutely adorable. She had on the tightest pair of white short shorts imaginable, a tight green top, and cork soled wedge sandals and her toenails painted a bright red. Gawd, was she looking hot!
In the midst of them mauling me, Linda arrived, carrying her toy bag and wearing basically next to nothing which quickly disappeared. When I saw the toy bag, I thought sarcastically to myself …. Oh goody more toys, just what we need.
A few minutes later, Cass and Kaitlin arrived. I was totally unaware of this. I tried to kiss her but she laughed at me, palmed my cunt and fingered me. It was fairly apparent whatever differences existed between Cass and Molly was long gone. Stephanie and Molly talked about calling some others but I intervened and told her not too. There were already way too many girls there and a pile of strange cars in the drive would arouse suspicion of my neighbors. Stephanie agreed on the condition that the next time I would be available for a party and she got to invite all her group.
Linda was getting milder treatment and eating it up. I attributed that to her more frequent availability to these little hellions. However, Alex and Maria trapped her against the kitchen counters and fingered her off while Molly and Stephanie were picking at me. I recall Cass and Kaitlin were mostly watching, saying a few things, laughing some.
After Linda had orgasmed they pushed me to my knees and had me clean her. Something about this flipped Cass and Kaitlin into more active participants and they lifted Linda, sat her on the edge of the counters and pushed my face deeper into her slit. By now I was way past cleaning her and she was cumming again.
They pulled my hair and dragged me away from her, pulled her off the kitchen counter and we both ended up on the floor, originally with her cunt over my face, her face down at my cunt in a classic 69 position with me under her. They wanted a show and told us to get with it and threatened us with worse things if we didn’t.
I was on the bottom initially, Linda on top of me. I remember the verbal went wild. None of the girls had removed a stitch of clothing. They were all standing around, cheering at us, drinking and looking down on us - two supposedly mature women, rolling around naked on the floor and eating each other, taking their insults, slaps, spit, an occasional kick. If we weren’t going after each other hard enough, they’d yell at us. Somebody poured a drink on us. Alex handed me a dildo and told me to fuck Linda while I ate her and I know somebody gave Linda one as well because I felt it slid inside me. It was absolutely crazy. At one point I was on top of Linda eating and fucking her, she doing the same to me from the bottom, when I felt what I thought initially was someone pouring another drink on us but I quickly realized someone was pissing on us.
Alex told us not to go anywhere, they had to strategize. They went into another room and talked. When they came back, they tied our hands behind our backs. They walked Linda over to the stairs, had her go up about 4 steps and kneel on a step, face against the stairs and her ass pouched back. They pulled her cheeks apart and told me to eat her ass. I knelt on a stair step behind her and pushed my face into her ass. My ass was stuck back and a couple of them, Cass and Maria, started spanking me plus reaching under me and pulling my nipples out and attaching clamps. Molly and Stephanie let me know this was because I hadn’t seen them in weeks and I owed them some amusement. Their verbal was progressively worse. I remember “ass sucking old whore” in particular. One of them lubed a dildo and eased it into my ass and shouted they wanted my tongue fucking Linda’s hole. I remember the words “tongue her ass, pig” shouted at me repeatedly.
When they’d had their fun with this they led us up the stairs, me by my clamped nipples, to the master bathroom and had us sit in the Jacuzzi tub facing them. Keep in mind that all of them were still dressed. They made us beg about how much we wanted to see their ass and pussies and how much we wanted them to piss on us. Most of this insanity came from Alex, Stephanie and Molly.
They undressed and sat around the edge of the tub until they were almost shoulder to shoulder and again Linda and I in the middle of them. They unclamped my nipples. We begged. Molly demanded I eat her first. I think Linda was eating Alex, pretty sure she was. I was eating Molly, begging for her pee and she said all I was good for was cheap entertainment for her and her friends. Wow; low. While I was eating Cass she laughed that she used to think I was nice. She threw out the idea that Linda and I should live together permanently. Every so often one of them floated in and out getting more drinks for everybody and a couple of them went through my closet just for the heck of it.
For me and for Linda too I learned later, it was agonizing. My mouth and jaws ached and my knees hurt. Maria was a fire hydrant of squirt and she made Kaitlin squirt, too. Linda and I made the rounds, satisfying everybody but then it started all over again. Molly was particularly mean to me. I remember her commenting once that its too bad kids can’t divorce their parents because if she could, she’d do it and have me as a mom. When she pissed it wasn’t just on my body like Cass or Kaitlin, but into my mouth or on my face.
When they had all the fun and games from this and had called bunches of their friends while we were eating them, they untied us and went downstairs. Linda and I wiped off with wet towels. By the time we got downstairs Cass and Kaitlin left which I thought was a little odd. Molly puked on the kitchen floor which I cleaned up, oh joy. She rested on one of the sofas, I wiped her head with cold clothes, actually tended to her even though she spend most of the last 4 hours making my life a cacophony of insane humiliation. Around 2:45 Alex said it would be wiser to sleep it off at her place, so we dressed her and they left.
Linda stayed and helped me clean up. The kitchen and great room were trashed as was my closet and study. The place smelled like an outhouse and we finally got things back to normal, took a shower together and discussed things. There is no doubt in her mind that Molly and Stephanie are hatching some event. What Linda has heard mentioned is Stephanie’s family recently purchased a vacation rental property around the lake and another in the mountains. She suspects Stephanie will sweet talk her dad out of the keys for one.
As for me, I’m a mental wreck. This is one of those things that got all over me … how easily I succumbed to them, let them humiliate me, let them take over my house and make a spectacle of me, plus Molly calling me “entertainment” was mind boggling. The whole thing has bugged me all weekend. I’m sure this will pass. Anyway… my best.
June 17, 2010: Alex here
She came over around 11:00pm. I had some wine opened and my toy bag down there just in case we needed it. I met her at the French doors on the lower level. I was in a robe which I shed immediately. She wanted something other than wine so we went up to the butlers pantry and she selected what she wanted. We quietly slipped back downstairs.
I undressed her, she sat in one of the comfy chairs down there and I knelt and ate her, really went after her pussy and pushed her legs back until her hole was exposed and I tongued that, too. She wanted a more comfortable position so we scampered back to the bedroom. She lay down and pulled her legs back. I kissed her again then used a vibe as well and between my fingers, mouth and had her cumming and I licked every thread of her I could. When she was ebbing and coming down I was licking around her cunt, from her mons to her ass and frigging myself but she told me to stop short of a cumm. We kissed until she rolled me on my back and attacked my cunt with the vibe until I exploded.
We pissed, drank and started again, this time she behind me on the bed with a dildo and fucked my cunt, slapped my inner thighs, pulled my lips and generally played rough with me. she made me hold back though I was begging her for another one. But like the haughty girl she’s quite capable of being, she had me bring her off again, demanding that she get hers first. I paid attention to her breasts, her neck, ears, shoulders, back to her pussy. she flipped me over and pounced on my face and rode me through another series of cumms then fucked my cunt while I sucked on her holes. this time she gave me permission to cumm.
We fucked until about 1:00 in the morning then collapsed in the bedroom down there. I think we both fell asleep in minutes. The next thing I remember was getting up to pee and discovering it was about 5:30. I got her up and out of there fast then went back upstairs
I undressed her, she sat in one of the comfy chairs down there and I knelt and ate her, really went after her pussy and pushed her legs back until her hole was exposed and I tongued that, too. She wanted a more comfortable position so we scampered back to the bedroom. She lay down and pulled her legs back. I kissed her again then used a vibe as well and between my fingers, mouth and had her cumming and I licked every thread of her I could. When she was ebbing and coming down I was licking around her cunt, from her mons to her ass and frigging myself but she told me to stop short of a cumm. We kissed until she rolled me on my back and attacked my cunt with the vibe until I exploded.
We pissed, drank and started again, this time she behind me on the bed with a dildo and fucked my cunt, slapped my inner thighs, pulled my lips and generally played rough with me. she made me hold back though I was begging her for another one. But like the haughty girl she’s quite capable of being, she had me bring her off again, demanding that she get hers first. I paid attention to her breasts, her neck, ears, shoulders, back to her pussy. she flipped me over and pounced on my face and rode me through another series of cumms then fucked my cunt while I sucked on her holes. this time she gave me permission to cumm.
We fucked until about 1:00 in the morning then collapsed in the bedroom down there. I think we both fell asleep in minutes. The next thing I remember was getting up to pee and discovering it was about 5:30. I got her up and out of there fast then went back upstairs
Friday, June 18, 2010
June 16, 2010: Lunch at Tonja's, Whitney
Tonja did call me and made a rather persuasive demand for sex. I had to postpone Cassidy.
I got there around noon, stripped in the garage and entered. Whitney was home, Karen babysitting and not there. Whitney had to leave by 130 which gave us a limited amount of time before she left and she wasted no time with me. .
We went straight upstairs to her bedroom where I undressed her and knelt in front of her pussy. she had me tell her how much I wanted her, how horny I was for her and asked me if I loved her. I told her yes. She called me a begging old bitch who was hooked on her and that perhaps all I’d get today was her ass; I told her I’d take anything she wished to give me. she laid face down on her bed, drew her knees up under her until her ass was pouched up. I was sucking, tonguing and muttering back to her that I was her ass slave. She made me dwell on her ass, did I remember her crapping on me, and how filthy she thought that was. I kept sucking until she let me use my fingers on her pussy. I know she rocked off 3-4 orgasms.
Tonja came home shortly afterwards and Whitney made me tell her mom what I’d just done. It’s a funny feeling telling a mom I just sucked her daughters ass and made her cumm multiple times.
While Whitney showered and dressed for work Tonja and I went back to her bedroom. I was lying on the bed with Tonja straddling my face, moaning slightly and my mouth, my nose, chin was soaked from my own saliva and her cunt. Theres something about afternoon delight that I believe turns Tonja on. I continued licking in circular motions around and on her clit and she started responding in banshee-like screams. That brought Whitney in. she grabbed my labia and pulled and shook back and forth then stuck a dildo in my cunt and fucked me. after I’d cumm she told me I’d better make her proud.
She kissed her mom and left. Tonja and I peed and came back to bed. We napped for a while then lay in bed and talked about things … this arrangement, how I feel (wonderful), that Eloise enjoyed meeting me and things. She's somewhat aware of that abbreviated weekend at her moms house (cellar) but not the whole thing. We talked about Jas and she thinks Jas is bad news. However I do not think she’s aware of Sophia, nor aware of Whitney's weekend with Jas back in August of last year which was the first time I met Whitney. I’m not spilling the beans, either but I’ll ask Whitney how I should handle it.
After an hour or two of conversation and drinks (talked about Karen and her right to have friends over, who else I was seeing and how often, just Tonja and I going out for an evening, etc) we went back to bed and I sucked her again.
I did do a couple loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen and a few things on a more nonsexual nature. I may go back over on Saturday but Sunday isn’t an option for her or me.
I got there around noon, stripped in the garage and entered. Whitney was home, Karen babysitting and not there. Whitney had to leave by 130 which gave us a limited amount of time before she left and she wasted no time with me. .
We went straight upstairs to her bedroom where I undressed her and knelt in front of her pussy. she had me tell her how much I wanted her, how horny I was for her and asked me if I loved her. I told her yes. She called me a begging old bitch who was hooked on her and that perhaps all I’d get today was her ass; I told her I’d take anything she wished to give me. she laid face down on her bed, drew her knees up under her until her ass was pouched up. I was sucking, tonguing and muttering back to her that I was her ass slave. She made me dwell on her ass, did I remember her crapping on me, and how filthy she thought that was. I kept sucking until she let me use my fingers on her pussy. I know she rocked off 3-4 orgasms.
Tonja came home shortly afterwards and Whitney made me tell her mom what I’d just done. It’s a funny feeling telling a mom I just sucked her daughters ass and made her cumm multiple times.
While Whitney showered and dressed for work Tonja and I went back to her bedroom. I was lying on the bed with Tonja straddling my face, moaning slightly and my mouth, my nose, chin was soaked from my own saliva and her cunt. Theres something about afternoon delight that I believe turns Tonja on. I continued licking in circular motions around and on her clit and she started responding in banshee-like screams. That brought Whitney in. she grabbed my labia and pulled and shook back and forth then stuck a dildo in my cunt and fucked me. after I’d cumm she told me I’d better make her proud.
She kissed her mom and left. Tonja and I peed and came back to bed. We napped for a while then lay in bed and talked about things … this arrangement, how I feel (wonderful), that Eloise enjoyed meeting me and things. She's somewhat aware of that abbreviated weekend at her moms house (cellar) but not the whole thing. We talked about Jas and she thinks Jas is bad news. However I do not think she’s aware of Sophia, nor aware of Whitney's weekend with Jas back in August of last year which was the first time I met Whitney. I’m not spilling the beans, either but I’ll ask Whitney how I should handle it.
After an hour or two of conversation and drinks (talked about Karen and her right to have friends over, who else I was seeing and how often, just Tonja and I going out for an evening, etc) we went back to bed and I sucked her again.
I did do a couple loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen and a few things on a more nonsexual nature. I may go back over on Saturday but Sunday isn’t an option for her or me.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
June 11-13, 2010: The Family Pet Weekend
Friday 6/11
By previous conversation with Tonja, I knew she’d run back to the office for a couple of hours and the girls were sleeping in. I got a coffee, bought some flowers and chatted with both of you. Whitney called and said they're up and ready. I got there about 1015, stripped and entered naked.Jessie was there, too. I hadn't seen her in about 3 months. I don't know if it was her presence or not, but the girls were in a more devilish mood than Wednesday. It was also apparent that Jessie was clued in on the weekend. I'd never considered the possibility of the girls telling friends so soon; I figured that it was a family affair and wouldn't be broadcast.After enduring their kidding and humiliating comments to the point I was shaking, they took me upstairs to Tonja’s bedroom as they did on Wednesday. We all piled on the bed again and in a wiggling mass of heated flesh, I ate Jessie, Karen and Whitney.
They arranged me on my back, head propped upon the pillows, a pillow under my hips, and my arms and legs spread. They put the leather cuffs from my toy bag on my ankles and wrists, and then tied my wrists to the corners of the head board. The three of them worked together and pulled my legs wide apart, up in the air until they formed a wide “V” and ran ropes from those cuffs through the d-rings of the wrists cuffs and then to the corners of the head board as well.
I was totally exposed and the pillow they placed under my hips left my asshole equally as exposed and vulnerable and my cunt. They played with me some, enough to work me up and get my juices flowing. I was almost to the verge of an orgasm. They’d stop, let me cool down and start again teasing both my cunt and rose. Then diabolically, they stopped and left the room telling me Tonja would home soon.
Shortly afterwards I heard Tonja downstairs, laughter, chattering then she came into her bedroom alone. Our eyes met and hers were full of glee, mine full of embarrassment. She looked and smiled said she was really going to enjoy this new arrangement. She ran her nails over my inner thighs, across my mound and tantalized me until I was shivering. Whitney, Karen and Jessie came into the room but after a few minutes of watching Tonja told Jessie to come back later. She left.
Tonja undressed and returned to the bed and gave my cunt more attention. She had Karen spank my cunt and asshole, some with hand, some with hairbrush … light taps, not sadistically. She got a dildo and fucked my cunt in front of Whitney and Karen, made lots of comments that my cunt was really their fuckhole. I didn’t own them anymore. I’m sure she, and Whitney as well, was reinforcing their superiority and my status. Whitney made reference to the time Karen fisted me and Tonja wanted to see that. With encouragement form Whitney, Karen fisted me and had me screaming. Whitney slid on the bed, had me suck her fingers and worked another one in my ass hole. Tonja took her dildo and shoved that into my mouth, said how convenient it was that I had 3 fuck holes and all of them were being used. (If you’re looking for firsts, this is certainly one … all three of my holes being used by the same family… quite a feeling.) Untied my legs from the “V” position and tied to footboard. I ended up eating all 3 and they took turns face sitting me.
After untying me, they had me in and out of cage which was located in the kitchen breakfast room family room area. This wasn't cage time like Mavis just girls having fun. Does doggy bitch need to pee and such? They'd eat and throw food at the cage for me. Really degrading stuff like that. Karen led me around on leash.After the initial flurry of sex things settled down. Jessie was in and out all afternoon and evening. Things became almost a household routine. Shortly after I wrote u Friday around 830 we went out on the patio, the privacy fence providing some security. Tonja grilled and we ate some of the things I'd prepared ahead on Wednesday.Saturday morning.
I’d slept with Tonja and woke in her bed, both of us naked. I'd eaten her during the night. As I lay there I reflected that so far this really wasn't or hadn't been one of those vindictive “abuse the crap out of me” situations. It had been warm, learning and sexual. I woke Whitney by pulling the covers back and licking her. She got up to pee and came back until I licked her off. Karen heard the commotion, peed and came onto her sister’s room and snuggled under the covers. I went down under the covers and ate her. When I came out Tonja was watching.We went into Tonja’s bathroom and I bathed her, then the girls. She let me shower and clean up which kept me fresh mentally. I fixed breakfast. It's fair to say I felt purposeful.
Jessie came over and Whitney immediately directed me to eat her. She said remember the rule that I serve all black women who come in. I followed Jessie into the living room and ate her.
There was some what I’ll call down time; i.e. not specifically sexual oriented. At one point, Tonja and the girls, Jessie and I were in the family room watching an HBO movie. They were sitting on sofas and chairs, me in the floor. Sometimes they’d have their feet on me and I’d be rubbing their feet. Anytime they wanted something, like another drink or chips, I’d get whatever it was. But sometime later on, when we were watching a video, while I was sitting on the floor, leaning back against Whitney's legs, watching the movie, I was almost unconsciously touching myself. The movie was kind of sexy. Tonja caught my faux pas. She said that’s a no-no and Whitney tied my hands behind me. She spanked my pussy. Actually, all of them did, including Jessie. Teased my cunt then took me out on the patio (the privacy fence around the back and side of patio came in very handy) and one by one they pissed on me, mainly on my cunt as a way of reminding me it belonged to them. they left me out there for a few minutes (blazing hot weather, mid 90’s all weekend) until Whitney came out, grabbed the garden hose and washed me off, but left me out there to dry out in the sun before she came back a second time and brought me inside.
I stayed tied and was put back in my cage for an hour. That really was my only punishment.
Later in the day Whitney started chiding her mom that she should invite her friend Eloise over. Tonja wasn’t sure she was ready for that, but Whitney kept pinging her. So she called Eloise and told her she had a surprise. When Eloise came over, Tonja had me back in the hallway out of sight. After giving Eloise the big build up, she summoned me into the room. Eloise was in stitches laughing. Tonja had me lie in the floor, throw my legs back over my head so my ass and cunt were pointed at Eloise. She took me to Tonja's bedroom and shut the door. I undressed Eloise and ate her while she lay on the bed then made love to her slightly sumptuous ass. She ended up fucking me while I ate Tonja and I could see the girls peeking through the crack in the bedroom door but they never came in. I’m sure Tonja knew they were watching. Tonja asked Eloise to stay the night but she couldn’t and left around 10:00. .
I slept with Whitney and Karen although Tonja came and dragged me back to her bed during the night to eat her. I went back into the girl’s bed afterwards.
Sunday
When I woke the girls were still sacked out, so I went over to Tonja’s room and slipped in bed with her. We showered and went downstairs for coffee and conversation even went out on the patio for a cigarette. Afterwards I went upstairs and waked the girls. I led them into the shower, both pissed on me and I bathed them and myself again. I cooked breakfast for all. By noon Jessie had wandered back over.
Karen didn’t think it was fair for her also not to have a friend over but Tonja told her they’d need to discuss that first and it wouldn’t happen this weekend. Karen briefly pouted and reiterated the obvious; that both Tonja and Whitney had friends over why couldn’t she. Tonja took her out of the room to talk. That left Whitney and Jessie with me and I ended up over Whitney's lap and my face buried in Jessie cunt.
Tonja came back. Whitney went in and talked to her mom, Jessie left. Whitney then came out and told me lets go upstairs and talk to Karen. We did. Whitney told her she’d extracted a promise from her mom that next time she could invite a friend, that her mom was basically trying to look out for her. I cuddled her, had her sit on my lap and held her and told her I’d meet her friends. Her big thing is she wants her friends to see her make me do stuff and show them my pussy. It’s chilling but it’s nothing I haven’t done before though not quite under these circumstances. That soothed her. To seal the deal I ate her. Then she and I lay on the bed and napped.
When I woke up everyone else was napping also. I lay there and thought through things, thinking this was really a great thing. (Understatement!)
We all eventually ended up back downstairs. Tonja drove over to check on her mom at the place she's staying soothe girls and I watched TV. I ate both of them, ass and pussy then they threw my over the coffee table face down, tied me to the table and fucked me doggy style in both ass and cunt. For good measure they took me outside to the patio again to piss on me and hosed me off again. When we came back inside, Karen led me around on a leash again.
After that I started fixing an early supper, something that Tonja wouldn’t have to do when she returned. We’d eaten about everything I fixed last Wednesday anyway. Tonja came back and we ate and talked. After cleaning this up, I showered and left around 615.
It was interesting. It wasn’t harsh but mainly being diligent in serving them and making things easier for them. I was naked the entire weekend. Randomly fucked and used but it wasn’t the constant hour by hour pounding that I’ve experienced with others over an entire weekend.
By previous conversation with Tonja, I knew she’d run back to the office for a couple of hours and the girls were sleeping in. I got a coffee, bought some flowers and chatted with both of you. Whitney called and said they're up and ready. I got there about 1015, stripped and entered naked.Jessie was there, too. I hadn't seen her in about 3 months. I don't know if it was her presence or not, but the girls were in a more devilish mood than Wednesday. It was also apparent that Jessie was clued in on the weekend. I'd never considered the possibility of the girls telling friends so soon; I figured that it was a family affair and wouldn't be broadcast.After enduring their kidding and humiliating comments to the point I was shaking, they took me upstairs to Tonja’s bedroom as they did on Wednesday. We all piled on the bed again and in a wiggling mass of heated flesh, I ate Jessie, Karen and Whitney.
They arranged me on my back, head propped upon the pillows, a pillow under my hips, and my arms and legs spread. They put the leather cuffs from my toy bag on my ankles and wrists, and then tied my wrists to the corners of the head board. The three of them worked together and pulled my legs wide apart, up in the air until they formed a wide “V” and ran ropes from those cuffs through the d-rings of the wrists cuffs and then to the corners of the head board as well.
I was totally exposed and the pillow they placed under my hips left my asshole equally as exposed and vulnerable and my cunt. They played with me some, enough to work me up and get my juices flowing. I was almost to the verge of an orgasm. They’d stop, let me cool down and start again teasing both my cunt and rose. Then diabolically, they stopped and left the room telling me Tonja would home soon.
Shortly afterwards I heard Tonja downstairs, laughter, chattering then she came into her bedroom alone. Our eyes met and hers were full of glee, mine full of embarrassment. She looked and smiled said she was really going to enjoy this new arrangement. She ran her nails over my inner thighs, across my mound and tantalized me until I was shivering. Whitney, Karen and Jessie came into the room but after a few minutes of watching Tonja told Jessie to come back later. She left.
Tonja undressed and returned to the bed and gave my cunt more attention. She had Karen spank my cunt and asshole, some with hand, some with hairbrush … light taps, not sadistically. She got a dildo and fucked my cunt in front of Whitney and Karen, made lots of comments that my cunt was really their fuckhole. I didn’t own them anymore. I’m sure she, and Whitney as well, was reinforcing their superiority and my status. Whitney made reference to the time Karen fisted me and Tonja wanted to see that. With encouragement form Whitney, Karen fisted me and had me screaming. Whitney slid on the bed, had me suck her fingers and worked another one in my ass hole. Tonja took her dildo and shoved that into my mouth, said how convenient it was that I had 3 fuck holes and all of them were being used. (If you’re looking for firsts, this is certainly one … all three of my holes being used by the same family… quite a feeling.) Untied my legs from the “V” position and tied to footboard. I ended up eating all 3 and they took turns face sitting me.
After untying me, they had me in and out of cage which was located in the kitchen breakfast room family room area. This wasn't cage time like Mavis just girls having fun. Does doggy bitch need to pee and such? They'd eat and throw food at the cage for me. Really degrading stuff like that. Karen led me around on leash.After the initial flurry of sex things settled down. Jessie was in and out all afternoon and evening. Things became almost a household routine. Shortly after I wrote u Friday around 830 we went out on the patio, the privacy fence providing some security. Tonja grilled and we ate some of the things I'd prepared ahead on Wednesday.Saturday morning.
I’d slept with Tonja and woke in her bed, both of us naked. I'd eaten her during the night. As I lay there I reflected that so far this really wasn't or hadn't been one of those vindictive “abuse the crap out of me” situations. It had been warm, learning and sexual. I woke Whitney by pulling the covers back and licking her. She got up to pee and came back until I licked her off. Karen heard the commotion, peed and came onto her sister’s room and snuggled under the covers. I went down under the covers and ate her. When I came out Tonja was watching.We went into Tonja’s bathroom and I bathed her, then the girls. She let me shower and clean up which kept me fresh mentally. I fixed breakfast. It's fair to say I felt purposeful.
Jessie came over and Whitney immediately directed me to eat her. She said remember the rule that I serve all black women who come in. I followed Jessie into the living room and ate her.
There was some what I’ll call down time; i.e. not specifically sexual oriented. At one point, Tonja and the girls, Jessie and I were in the family room watching an HBO movie. They were sitting on sofas and chairs, me in the floor. Sometimes they’d have their feet on me and I’d be rubbing their feet. Anytime they wanted something, like another drink or chips, I’d get whatever it was. But sometime later on, when we were watching a video, while I was sitting on the floor, leaning back against Whitney's legs, watching the movie, I was almost unconsciously touching myself. The movie was kind of sexy. Tonja caught my faux pas. She said that’s a no-no and Whitney tied my hands behind me. She spanked my pussy. Actually, all of them did, including Jessie. Teased my cunt then took me out on the patio (the privacy fence around the back and side of patio came in very handy) and one by one they pissed on me, mainly on my cunt as a way of reminding me it belonged to them. they left me out there for a few minutes (blazing hot weather, mid 90’s all weekend) until Whitney came out, grabbed the garden hose and washed me off, but left me out there to dry out in the sun before she came back a second time and brought me inside.
I stayed tied and was put back in my cage for an hour. That really was my only punishment.
Later in the day Whitney started chiding her mom that she should invite her friend Eloise over. Tonja wasn’t sure she was ready for that, but Whitney kept pinging her. So she called Eloise and told her she had a surprise. When Eloise came over, Tonja had me back in the hallway out of sight. After giving Eloise the big build up, she summoned me into the room. Eloise was in stitches laughing. Tonja had me lie in the floor, throw my legs back over my head so my ass and cunt were pointed at Eloise. She took me to Tonja's bedroom and shut the door. I undressed Eloise and ate her while she lay on the bed then made love to her slightly sumptuous ass. She ended up fucking me while I ate Tonja and I could see the girls peeking through the crack in the bedroom door but they never came in. I’m sure Tonja knew they were watching. Tonja asked Eloise to stay the night but she couldn’t and left around 10:00. .
I slept with Whitney and Karen although Tonja came and dragged me back to her bed during the night to eat her. I went back into the girl’s bed afterwards.
Sunday
When I woke the girls were still sacked out, so I went over to Tonja’s room and slipped in bed with her. We showered and went downstairs for coffee and conversation even went out on the patio for a cigarette. Afterwards I went upstairs and waked the girls. I led them into the shower, both pissed on me and I bathed them and myself again. I cooked breakfast for all. By noon Jessie had wandered back over.
Karen didn’t think it was fair for her also not to have a friend over but Tonja told her they’d need to discuss that first and it wouldn’t happen this weekend. Karen briefly pouted and reiterated the obvious; that both Tonja and Whitney had friends over why couldn’t she. Tonja took her out of the room to talk. That left Whitney and Jessie with me and I ended up over Whitney's lap and my face buried in Jessie cunt.
Tonja came back. Whitney went in and talked to her mom, Jessie left. Whitney then came out and told me lets go upstairs and talk to Karen. We did. Whitney told her she’d extracted a promise from her mom that next time she could invite a friend, that her mom was basically trying to look out for her. I cuddled her, had her sit on my lap and held her and told her I’d meet her friends. Her big thing is she wants her friends to see her make me do stuff and show them my pussy. It’s chilling but it’s nothing I haven’t done before though not quite under these circumstances. That soothed her. To seal the deal I ate her. Then she and I lay on the bed and napped.
When I woke up everyone else was napping also. I lay there and thought through things, thinking this was really a great thing. (Understatement!)
We all eventually ended up back downstairs. Tonja drove over to check on her mom at the place she's staying soothe girls and I watched TV. I ate both of them, ass and pussy then they threw my over the coffee table face down, tied me to the table and fucked me doggy style in both ass and cunt. For good measure they took me outside to the patio again to piss on me and hosed me off again. When we came back inside, Karen led me around on a leash again.
After that I started fixing an early supper, something that Tonja wouldn’t have to do when she returned. We’d eaten about everything I fixed last Wednesday anyway. Tonja came back and we ate and talked. After cleaning this up, I showered and left around 615.
It was interesting. It wasn’t harsh but mainly being diligent in serving them and making things easier for them. I was naked the entire weekend. Randomly fucked and used but it wasn’t the constant hour by hour pounding that I’ve experienced with others over an entire weekend.
Friday, June 11, 2010
June 9, 2010: At Tonja's Wednesday and Rules
When I arrived shortly after 1:00, I went through the garage, stripped naked and entered as Whitney told me to. Both Whitney and Karen were home. Neither of them met me but called out they were in the family room and I went to them. They really razzed me about what a milestone this was, really my first official day as their servant, slave, and pet, whatever you want to call it. Standing before them, listening to them giggle in laughter, poking humiliating remarks at me simply got all over me.
Whitney told me to make myself useful. Karen slithered out of her clothes. I began kissing and hugging her, moving to her budding breasts and sucking, licking her nipples, then moving to my knees and smothering her sex with kisses. Once again while I ate her she and Whitney kissed. When I finished with Karen Whitney got on the coffee table and told me to eat her.
They took me upstairs to Tonya’s bed and arranged me on my back, head propped upon the pillows, a pillow under my hips, and had me spread my legs. The sex started all over again. I was eating Whitney again and Karen was slapping my cunt when Tonya came home. She hugged Karen for being so forceful with me. she watched them use me and pulled her clothes off. when I finished with the girls, I went to Tonya and played with her extensively, breasts, nipples, inner thighs, pussy and rose until she told me to eat her. we went into the bathroom and she pissed on me, mainly across my tits. She called me her messy little house maid then had me get on the floor on my back and play with my cunt until I cummed.
While I was still on the floor, they went over rules for the weekend. I got my phone and logged in some brief notes but basically its like this:
-Strip in the garage and stay naked in the house at all times unless told otherwise.
-Not this weekend but in the future, present myself naked to any black female visitor and ask if I they want to fuck.
-Clean bathrooms and make their beds daily. Prepare meals as told
-Will sleep wherever I’m told and that may include the cage
-If I go out in public, such as grocery shopping, Whitney and Karen will select my clothes.
-Bring my toy bag and a pair or 2 of my slut shoes.
-They control my cumms and I ask permission to go to the bathroom.
-Expect toilet treatment.
The rest of the afternoon and evening, I cooked and cleaned a lot, preparing things we can heat up over the weekend. I also cleaned the garage. I also noticed there is a privacy fence up around the patio plus the flowers and things I planted last month are thriving.
Tonya and I talked. She told me she's really excited about this, far more so than she originally thought. The session in Mavis basement was a wake up call for what’s possible. We talked about me mentoring Karen and Tonya had mixed feelings She’s already encouraging Karen to become her own person around me and given time she’ll develop at her own pace. She also said I might be surprised at a few things.
I did make it clear I was under an order to have a new experience with Karen and mentioned the video idea. Tonya rolled with laughter and said I must be crazy and try to imagine how much power Karen would have over me with a sex tape of me hidden away. I quickly saw her point. However, we’ll sort this out over the weekend, that’s the best I can say right now.
I’m tired, nervous, and all that. Love you both,
Whitney told me to make myself useful. Karen slithered out of her clothes. I began kissing and hugging her, moving to her budding breasts and sucking, licking her nipples, then moving to my knees and smothering her sex with kisses. Once again while I ate her she and Whitney kissed. When I finished with Karen Whitney got on the coffee table and told me to eat her.
They took me upstairs to Tonya’s bed and arranged me on my back, head propped upon the pillows, a pillow under my hips, and had me spread my legs. The sex started all over again. I was eating Whitney again and Karen was slapping my cunt when Tonya came home. She hugged Karen for being so forceful with me. she watched them use me and pulled her clothes off. when I finished with the girls, I went to Tonya and played with her extensively, breasts, nipples, inner thighs, pussy and rose until she told me to eat her. we went into the bathroom and she pissed on me, mainly across my tits. She called me her messy little house maid then had me get on the floor on my back and play with my cunt until I cummed.
While I was still on the floor, they went over rules for the weekend. I got my phone and logged in some brief notes but basically its like this:
-Strip in the garage and stay naked in the house at all times unless told otherwise.
-Not this weekend but in the future, present myself naked to any black female visitor and ask if I they want to fuck.
-Clean bathrooms and make their beds daily. Prepare meals as told
-Will sleep wherever I’m told and that may include the cage
-If I go out in public, such as grocery shopping, Whitney and Karen will select my clothes.
-Bring my toy bag and a pair or 2 of my slut shoes.
-They control my cumms and I ask permission to go to the bathroom.
-Expect toilet treatment.
The rest of the afternoon and evening, I cooked and cleaned a lot, preparing things we can heat up over the weekend. I also cleaned the garage. I also noticed there is a privacy fence up around the patio plus the flowers and things I planted last month are thriving.
Tonya and I talked. She told me she's really excited about this, far more so than she originally thought. The session in Mavis basement was a wake up call for what’s possible. We talked about me mentoring Karen and Tonya had mixed feelings She’s already encouraging Karen to become her own person around me and given time she’ll develop at her own pace. She also said I might be surprised at a few things.
I did make it clear I was under an order to have a new experience with Karen and mentioned the video idea. Tonya rolled with laughter and said I must be crazy and try to imagine how much power Karen would have over me with a sex tape of me hidden away. I quickly saw her point. However, we’ll sort this out over the weekend, that’s the best I can say right now.
I’m tired, nervous, and all that. Love you both,
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
June 6, 2010 Harper’s on Sunday.
After brunch, I needed to get out, needed some alone time. I privately called Harper, left a message, she returned my call and I told her I was aimless and would drive out (its 25 miles or so) if she was going to be around. She told me to come on.
I picked up a bottle of wine on the way, got there, still dressed in really nice clothes I’d worn to brunch that morning. I told her I’d had a pissy weekend, didn’t tell her any details, and she didn’t ask. After killing most of the bottle, she suggested we go out to her shop. As soon as we did, she leaned against a work table, had me sitting o a low stool in front of her and motioned me to her pussy. I took her shorts and panties down, and still dressed, I ate her. While I did she stripped me naked from the waist up.
She had me take everything else off while she smoked a cigarette and told me she was deciding what to do with me first. She had me kneel, knees really wide apart, sitting back, and my ass against my heels. Hands gripping my ankles, but then she cuffed right hand to right ankle, left to left. Stood in front of me, used a crop and hit my cunt repeatedly, then would stick her pussy in my face and have me eat her. She had another orgasm and kept tapping my cunt with her crop. She turned, bent at the waist slightly, and stuck her ass back in my face. I sucked her ass. She kept swatting my cunt, not really hard, just enough to make me winch, rub the leather patch of the crop over me, hit me and so on. She wanted me to cumm from this. We went on for a few minutes sweat streaming down all over me from the heat, my tongue probing her ass, until I orgasmed. She turned around and pissed all over me, told me now I looked like the whore she knew. She had me piss for her.
My knees were aching. She uncuffed me, let me stretch my legs. She debated about (as she put it) tearing me up but since I came to her voluntarily, she’d be nice and save the really diabolical stuff for another time. She mentioned there was a girl she wanted me to meet but that person wasn’t in town this weekend.
She cleared some junk off her work table and had me lay face down, my hips at the edge, feet wide apart on the floor. I gripped the sides of the table with my hands but she tied my wrists with strips of leather to the front table legs and my ankles to the back legs. She left me like that, walked to her house and came back with a strappy and huge dildo. When I saw it, I went omg. She laughed, lubed my ass, put on her strappy and eased the monster in me. Eventually I adjusted to it and she literally raped my ass. To make it interesting, so she said, she attached clamps to my cunt lips, added weights (how much I don’t know) and fucked me. She was fucking me so hard the table would jiggle, weights would swing, slapped my ass with her hands then a stick. She told me not to dare cumm until she said so. I was in agony but I held back until she eventually let me cumm. She removed the strappy, crawled up on the table, locked her thighs around my head, pulled my head back by my hair and had me lick her off one more time then dribbled piss on my face.
She got off the table, removed the weights, and told me she was on the verge of losing control and simply torturing me. I nearly panicked. However, she said she was going in the house and take a cool shower until the urge passed. She left me like that, locked the door to the shop and went to her house. I laid there in a daze until she returned. I pissed again.
She came back with a wet towel, untied me and let me wipe off. I dressed and thanked her. She told me that Stephanie wanted a school’s out party and she might let them have it at her place; she still hadn’t decided because she isn’t too keen on most of her friends. But then she added it might be interesting to see them use me and that other whore, Linda. I told her I’d leave that in her hands. She told me to leave before she changed her mind. I thanked her again and left.
I picked up a bottle of wine on the way, got there, still dressed in really nice clothes I’d worn to brunch that morning. I told her I’d had a pissy weekend, didn’t tell her any details, and she didn’t ask. After killing most of the bottle, she suggested we go out to her shop. As soon as we did, she leaned against a work table, had me sitting o a low stool in front of her and motioned me to her pussy. I took her shorts and panties down, and still dressed, I ate her. While I did she stripped me naked from the waist up.
She had me take everything else off while she smoked a cigarette and told me she was deciding what to do with me first. She had me kneel, knees really wide apart, sitting back, and my ass against my heels. Hands gripping my ankles, but then she cuffed right hand to right ankle, left to left. Stood in front of me, used a crop and hit my cunt repeatedly, then would stick her pussy in my face and have me eat her. She had another orgasm and kept tapping my cunt with her crop. She turned, bent at the waist slightly, and stuck her ass back in my face. I sucked her ass. She kept swatting my cunt, not really hard, just enough to make me winch, rub the leather patch of the crop over me, hit me and so on. She wanted me to cumm from this. We went on for a few minutes sweat streaming down all over me from the heat, my tongue probing her ass, until I orgasmed. She turned around and pissed all over me, told me now I looked like the whore she knew. She had me piss for her.
My knees were aching. She uncuffed me, let me stretch my legs. She debated about (as she put it) tearing me up but since I came to her voluntarily, she’d be nice and save the really diabolical stuff for another time. She mentioned there was a girl she wanted me to meet but that person wasn’t in town this weekend.
She cleared some junk off her work table and had me lay face down, my hips at the edge, feet wide apart on the floor. I gripped the sides of the table with my hands but she tied my wrists with strips of leather to the front table legs and my ankles to the back legs. She left me like that, walked to her house and came back with a strappy and huge dildo. When I saw it, I went omg. She laughed, lubed my ass, put on her strappy and eased the monster in me. Eventually I adjusted to it and she literally raped my ass. To make it interesting, so she said, she attached clamps to my cunt lips, added weights (how much I don’t know) and fucked me. She was fucking me so hard the table would jiggle, weights would swing, slapped my ass with her hands then a stick. She told me not to dare cumm until she said so. I was in agony but I held back until she eventually let me cumm. She removed the strappy, crawled up on the table, locked her thighs around my head, pulled my head back by my hair and had me lick her off one more time then dribbled piss on my face.
She got off the table, removed the weights, and told me she was on the verge of losing control and simply torturing me. I nearly panicked. However, she said she was going in the house and take a cool shower until the urge passed. She left me like that, locked the door to the shop and went to her house. I laid there in a daze until she returned. I pissed again.
She came back with a wet towel, untied me and let me wipe off. I dressed and thanked her. She told me that Stephanie wanted a school’s out party and she might let them have it at her place; she still hadn’t decided because she isn’t too keen on most of her friends. But then she added it might be interesting to see them use me and that other whore, Linda. I told her I’d leave that in her hands. She told me to leave before she changed her mind. I thanked her again and left.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
May 28, 2010: Paybacks are hell
Joan wanted me at her flat by noon and dressed like a slut; mini, thong, my 5 inch Lucite heels, tight top with no bra. When I arrived she was dressed in a mid calf skirt, heels and blouse. However, she didn’t like what I had on, said it didn’t look trampy enough.
From her closet, she selected a pleated denim micro mini, a tight fitting vibrant fuchsia tank top with spaghetti straps, and told me to change. I put her things on over my thong and heels. The mini barely covered the bottom of my buttocks and the top was of thinner material and showed my nipples. She also had me apply more make up.
We came back to the living area. She picked up a cane and gestured to a laundry basket with a set of dirty towels which she told me to pick up. She headed for the door; I asked where we were going and she said to do laundry of course. We left her flat and went down to the ground level where her car was parked. I put the laundry basket in the back seat and sat in the passenger seat. From under my seat she pulled out a red collar and short leash which she put on me and said I was going to find out that paybacks are hell.
Saying very little, she drove to a Laundromat in a definite black neighborhood and parked behind the building. She ordered me out of the car and led me to the front of the building. My heart was pounding. We went in; she with the cane in one hand, the end of my leash in the other tugging me behind her, a straw bag over her shoulder and me in my trampy, exhibitionist outfit carrying the laundry basket in both hands clearly indicating my servitude.
There were four black women in the place, one with kids. All eyes turned to us and I wanted to drop through a crack in the floor. I was mortified. Nobody said a word; they just stared. Joan slowly led me to the far end of this narrow building and selected a washer. She told me to toss the towels in. She pulled some money out of her bag and motioned to the vending machine that dispensed detergent. I had to walk past one of the black women who stared at me, went back and started the machine.
Joan took my leash and led me to some empty chairs between two black women. We sat. She told me to cross my legs. When I did, my skirt barely concealed a thing. We sat there for a while, she flipping through some old magazine, me not daring to say anything or look at anybody. The woman sitting to her right kept staring around Joan to look at me. Joan looked at her and said fairly loudly … she’s nothing but a slut, referring to me. Then she told me … lets change places so she can see you better. I ended up sitting next to this woman one chair between us. She just stared.
A couple of other woman came in, one of them lugging a laundry basket and a baby. She tried to put her stuff in the washer but things kept falling on the floor. Joan told me to help her. I went blank. She said … “Go help her! Now or I’ll take your skirt!” I got up, walked over, bent at the knees and picked her dirty laundry off the floor.
I returned and sat down. Joan asked me in a loud voice, did I say you could sit down? I heard snickering. I said no Ma’am, and then said it loud enough for the whole place to hear.
She told me to get her another magazine. I started wandering around the place picking up old magazines. She told me not those, go look on the rack by the front window. That meant I had to traverse the whole store and go back to the low ledge at the picture window by the door where magazines were strewn around. I had to bend slightly at the waist and reach down which meant my skirt was rising up in back, showing the lower cheeks of my ass. People were snickering. As I walked back, anybody who was reading, snoozing or listening to headphones was watching. Another black woman came out of the restroom and did a double take and stifled a laugh when she saw me. There were probably 10-12 women in the place by now. Even the woman with the two preschoolers was watching and I think her kids were, too.
Keep in mind that I had Joan's thin red collar and 4 foot long red cat leash. That within itself drew peoples attention, I think, as much as how I was dressed. I could not have been more embarrassed at that moment.
I brought her some magazines. She giggled and said “word gets around fast”, referring to how the place was filling up. In a loud voice she said … how hard my nipples were, that I must be enjoying this. A couple of people laughed. I turned beet red.
She told me she thought my washer had stopped and go check. It had and I took the towels and tossed them in a dryer. I had to walk back and ask for money to insert in the slot. I had to say please and ma’am.
I came back; she told me to get her a coffee from a machine on the back wall. She gave me more money, I did. She sipped and spit it out on the floor saying it’s awful. She told me to get some wet paper towels and wipe it up. That was another trip for me through the place, leash dangling in front of me. When I returned, she told me to get down on hands and knees and wipe the floor. Humiliating! I knew people would see my ass and my tits were half way hanging out. By then it was almost constant humiliation. She had me wipe more of the floor than necessary. Half the women were staring. Evan an older woman working a crossword puzzle had stopped what she was doing.
Joan told me to check the dryer. As I was walking back to the dryer, Joan said to no one in particular, something like can you believe she insulted me to a friend and said I was mean? The woman working the puzzle said that maybe Joan was mean but it looked to her like I probably deserved it. That woman asked what I’d done. Joan said, all I did was make the bitch cumm a few times and she said I was mean, can you imagine that?.” You could have heard a pin drop. One woman left. Another asked what the relationship was between Joan and me, to which she replied that I was some old honky whore her friend loaned. Joan said to some woman… “Look at her over there dressed like some common slut, I guarantee you she’s wet”, again loud enough for the whole place to hear.
Joan came over and grabbed my leash and led me to a large table near the center of the dryers where people folded clothes, which one woman was doing. In a loud voice she said that this bitch needs a spanking to get this attitude out of my head and if anybody doesn’t want to see it, they better leave now. I went “what???”
Nobody left. She asked if anyone wanted to help her. One woman said hell yes and came over. Joan pushed me face down across the table and told the woman, Celeste, to grab my wrists and stretch my arms across the table. Celeste did. Joan grabbed her cane and flipped my skirt up over my waist, exposing my ass cheeks and red thong matted in the crack of my ass. She kicked my legs apart and asked if anybody wanted to see a lily white fat butt get caned. Some women came closer behind me. Joan stood off to one side and whacked the hell out of my ass. I yelled. Laughter abounded. She swatted me again gave me a brief rest then continued with two more strokes. I heard women laughing about the welts rising on my ass. Joan grabbed my thong and yanked it down below my ass cheeks, exposing my ass hole and cunt. I slid my legs together but she kicked them apart again. She hit me for a total of 10 strokes and tears were running down my face. Joan told them to get a good look at my precious ass hole because dozens of black women had used it for years. I felt a hand or possibly two feeling my ass. I don’t know how many people saw me but even the woman with the kids was over looking.
Then Joan pulled me up off the table, yanked my top down until my tits fell out. She slapped my face and tits, grabbed my leash and led me to the restroom. She slammed the door. All I could hear was women laughing. Joan raised her skirt, had me eat her ass and frig her. I was on my knees in this less than clean restroom licking her. She came twice. After she came she said maybe next time I’ll think twice about calling her mean. She made me take my thong off and leave it on back of the commode.
We came out, she leading me. Some of the women were tending to their laundry; others were still standing around the table. Joan pulled my skirt up, showed off my cunt and caned ass which was stinging like hell. Couple of women actually clapped. Others cheered or made fun of me.
Joan told me to get the towels out of the dryer, fold them and put them in the basket. I did that while she talked to some of the women. I was visibly shaking. She picked up my leash and led me out of the place, back to the car. She said she had a couple of phone numbers for me to follow up on. I groaned and asked what she told them, she replied that these women know I’m a slut and she expected me to follow up. Humiliating me for a couple of strange women was better than her or Tisha beating me. She told me my punishment wasn’t officially over until I’d seen these two women within a week and blogged it or she’d drag my ass back to this place, repeat the process and leave me there handcuffed to a chair and the key hanging on a string around my neck.
On the drive back to her flat she told me she could have easily given me to a couple of those women right then and there but she didn’t want to press our luck. We were back at her place around 2:30. Once inside she removed the collar and leash and had me strip naked then directed me to sit at her pc and write what happened today. I sat on a pillow to protect my inflamed, streaked ass. She went to the living room area and made some phone calls. One was to Tisha, another to Mavis and the others were to the two new numbers… just to verify them. She checked on what I was writing and told me things to add, then had me eat her again.
I put on what I wore over. Very little was said other than her reminding me of the deadline. She gave me the numbers, told me to let her know who and when and she’d follow up with them. She read and approved what I’d written. Now I’m sending and leaving.
From her closet, she selected a pleated denim micro mini, a tight fitting vibrant fuchsia tank top with spaghetti straps, and told me to change. I put her things on over my thong and heels. The mini barely covered the bottom of my buttocks and the top was of thinner material and showed my nipples. She also had me apply more make up.
We came back to the living area. She picked up a cane and gestured to a laundry basket with a set of dirty towels which she told me to pick up. She headed for the door; I asked where we were going and she said to do laundry of course. We left her flat and went down to the ground level where her car was parked. I put the laundry basket in the back seat and sat in the passenger seat. From under my seat she pulled out a red collar and short leash which she put on me and said I was going to find out that paybacks are hell.
Saying very little, she drove to a Laundromat in a definite black neighborhood and parked behind the building. She ordered me out of the car and led me to the front of the building. My heart was pounding. We went in; she with the cane in one hand, the end of my leash in the other tugging me behind her, a straw bag over her shoulder and me in my trampy, exhibitionist outfit carrying the laundry basket in both hands clearly indicating my servitude.
There were four black women in the place, one with kids. All eyes turned to us and I wanted to drop through a crack in the floor. I was mortified. Nobody said a word; they just stared. Joan slowly led me to the far end of this narrow building and selected a washer. She told me to toss the towels in. She pulled some money out of her bag and motioned to the vending machine that dispensed detergent. I had to walk past one of the black women who stared at me, went back and started the machine.
Joan took my leash and led me to some empty chairs between two black women. We sat. She told me to cross my legs. When I did, my skirt barely concealed a thing. We sat there for a while, she flipping through some old magazine, me not daring to say anything or look at anybody. The woman sitting to her right kept staring around Joan to look at me. Joan looked at her and said fairly loudly … she’s nothing but a slut, referring to me. Then she told me … lets change places so she can see you better. I ended up sitting next to this woman one chair between us. She just stared.
A couple of other woman came in, one of them lugging a laundry basket and a baby. She tried to put her stuff in the washer but things kept falling on the floor. Joan told me to help her. I went blank. She said … “Go help her! Now or I’ll take your skirt!” I got up, walked over, bent at the knees and picked her dirty laundry off the floor.
I returned and sat down. Joan asked me in a loud voice, did I say you could sit down? I heard snickering. I said no Ma’am, and then said it loud enough for the whole place to hear.
She told me to get her another magazine. I started wandering around the place picking up old magazines. She told me not those, go look on the rack by the front window. That meant I had to traverse the whole store and go back to the low ledge at the picture window by the door where magazines were strewn around. I had to bend slightly at the waist and reach down which meant my skirt was rising up in back, showing the lower cheeks of my ass. People were snickering. As I walked back, anybody who was reading, snoozing or listening to headphones was watching. Another black woman came out of the restroom and did a double take and stifled a laugh when she saw me. There were probably 10-12 women in the place by now. Even the woman with the two preschoolers was watching and I think her kids were, too.
Keep in mind that I had Joan's thin red collar and 4 foot long red cat leash. That within itself drew peoples attention, I think, as much as how I was dressed. I could not have been more embarrassed at that moment.
I brought her some magazines. She giggled and said “word gets around fast”, referring to how the place was filling up. In a loud voice she said … how hard my nipples were, that I must be enjoying this. A couple of people laughed. I turned beet red.
She told me she thought my washer had stopped and go check. It had and I took the towels and tossed them in a dryer. I had to walk back and ask for money to insert in the slot. I had to say please and ma’am.
I came back; she told me to get her a coffee from a machine on the back wall. She gave me more money, I did. She sipped and spit it out on the floor saying it’s awful. She told me to get some wet paper towels and wipe it up. That was another trip for me through the place, leash dangling in front of me. When I returned, she told me to get down on hands and knees and wipe the floor. Humiliating! I knew people would see my ass and my tits were half way hanging out. By then it was almost constant humiliation. She had me wipe more of the floor than necessary. Half the women were staring. Evan an older woman working a crossword puzzle had stopped what she was doing.
Joan told me to check the dryer. As I was walking back to the dryer, Joan said to no one in particular, something like can you believe she insulted me to a friend and said I was mean? The woman working the puzzle said that maybe Joan was mean but it looked to her like I probably deserved it. That woman asked what I’d done. Joan said, all I did was make the bitch cumm a few times and she said I was mean, can you imagine that?.” You could have heard a pin drop. One woman left. Another asked what the relationship was between Joan and me, to which she replied that I was some old honky whore her friend loaned. Joan said to some woman… “Look at her over there dressed like some common slut, I guarantee you she’s wet”, again loud enough for the whole place to hear.
Joan came over and grabbed my leash and led me to a large table near the center of the dryers where people folded clothes, which one woman was doing. In a loud voice she said that this bitch needs a spanking to get this attitude out of my head and if anybody doesn’t want to see it, they better leave now. I went “what???”
Nobody left. She asked if anyone wanted to help her. One woman said hell yes and came over. Joan pushed me face down across the table and told the woman, Celeste, to grab my wrists and stretch my arms across the table. Celeste did. Joan grabbed her cane and flipped my skirt up over my waist, exposing my ass cheeks and red thong matted in the crack of my ass. She kicked my legs apart and asked if anybody wanted to see a lily white fat butt get caned. Some women came closer behind me. Joan stood off to one side and whacked the hell out of my ass. I yelled. Laughter abounded. She swatted me again gave me a brief rest then continued with two more strokes. I heard women laughing about the welts rising on my ass. Joan grabbed my thong and yanked it down below my ass cheeks, exposing my ass hole and cunt. I slid my legs together but she kicked them apart again. She hit me for a total of 10 strokes and tears were running down my face. Joan told them to get a good look at my precious ass hole because dozens of black women had used it for years. I felt a hand or possibly two feeling my ass. I don’t know how many people saw me but even the woman with the kids was over looking.
Then Joan pulled me up off the table, yanked my top down until my tits fell out. She slapped my face and tits, grabbed my leash and led me to the restroom. She slammed the door. All I could hear was women laughing. Joan raised her skirt, had me eat her ass and frig her. I was on my knees in this less than clean restroom licking her. She came twice. After she came she said maybe next time I’ll think twice about calling her mean. She made me take my thong off and leave it on back of the commode.
We came out, she leading me. Some of the women were tending to their laundry; others were still standing around the table. Joan pulled my skirt up, showed off my cunt and caned ass which was stinging like hell. Couple of women actually clapped. Others cheered or made fun of me.
Joan told me to get the towels out of the dryer, fold them and put them in the basket. I did that while she talked to some of the women. I was visibly shaking. She picked up my leash and led me out of the place, back to the car. She said she had a couple of phone numbers for me to follow up on. I groaned and asked what she told them, she replied that these women know I’m a slut and she expected me to follow up. Humiliating me for a couple of strange women was better than her or Tisha beating me. She told me my punishment wasn’t officially over until I’d seen these two women within a week and blogged it or she’d drag my ass back to this place, repeat the process and leave me there handcuffed to a chair and the key hanging on a string around my neck.
On the drive back to her flat she told me she could have easily given me to a couple of those women right then and there but she didn’t want to press our luck. We were back at her place around 2:30. Once inside she removed the collar and leash and had me strip naked then directed me to sit at her pc and write what happened today. I sat on a pillow to protect my inflamed, streaked ass. She went to the living room area and made some phone calls. One was to Tisha, another to Mavis and the others were to the two new numbers… just to verify them. She checked on what I was writing and told me things to add, then had me eat her again.
I put on what I wore over. Very little was said other than her reminding me of the deadline. She gave me the numbers, told me to let her know who and when and she’d follow up with them. She read and approved what I’d written. Now I’m sending and leaving.
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