Originally we planned to meet for lunch somewhere then go over to Tonja’s. However, neither of us wanted to waste time in a restaurant. I picked up chicken salads and wine at a market on the way over. We had the house to ourselves; the girls were both working, Whitney at the mall, Karen with a teen group cleaning up city playgrounds.
I don’t think we’d taken five bites of food before we were kissing, pulling each others clothes off and making our way up to her bedroom. We fell onto her bed. I immediately went for her cunt, called her dirty names, ate her and fucked her with my fingers. But then, she flipped me over, got on top of me in a 69 position and ate me while I ate her again. I went wild; so did she. We dirty talked each other, fingered each others asses, and just went into oblivion until we both got the edge off.
We pissed. I went downstairs, made a pitcher of frozen margaritas, brought all that back up, sat on the bed, drank and generally had fun with each others bodies. Personally, I was in lala land and so was she. She opened her lingerie drawer and pulled out a variety of stuff. We drank margaritas, dressed each other in sexy lingerie, modeled, went through several outfits and fucked again. I have to say, her eating me was heaven. Despite the air conditioner being cranked way down, we both were sweating against each other. Gawd, I needed that.
We ended up under the covers, cuddled around each other and fell asleep.
I woke up first, had a burning urge to pee. She followed me into the bathroom, watched me pee. She got in the tub, bent way over with her ass stuck back and pissed so I could watch and play in her stream.
We cleaned up, went back to bed and I ate her ass and frigged her off again. Then we talked. She told me Whitney would be furious if she (Whitney) knew she’d eaten me but it’s something lurking in her mind since the beginning of our relationship. Also, she wished this vacation and particularly the party was just about the two of us.
She threw out an idea of having the girls fly back home Saturday afternoon so just the two of us would be there Saturday night for the party. She feels Karen is definitely too young to attend the party and though Whitney is mature beyond her years in terms of sexual behavior, she's concerned about how others would feel with a 17 y/o there and I see her point. Whitney is already bitching that if Karen can’t go to the party, she’ll have to stay back at the hotel and “babysit” her younger sister and that’s not fair because she's the one who introduced me into the family.
So there’s a dilemma. I told Tonja if her decision is that the girls fly back Saturday, I’d abide by that and change the flight reservations. Then again, I’m sure we can work something out about the girls on Saturday night. I understood where she’s coming from, told her I’d help her anyway possible and apologized for bringing this difficult situation into the family.
Obviously we have to sort this out, and if either of you have any suggestions, please feel free to give me advice.
I left around 5:00. Neither of the girls had arrived. I’m going back over there either Sunday or Monday and we’ll sort out all the drama.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Thursday, July 1, 2010
June 29, 2010: Meeting Whitney’s Friends
Blog 10 06 29 Meeting Whitney’s Friends
I made reservations at a Hotel off the interstate to meet Whitney and her friends. I checked in around 4:00 dressed somewhat nicely. My “luggage” consisted of my toy bag and a bag with rum and a 6-pack of coke, some cheese cubes and crackers. My room had a king sized bed, a table and 2 fairly comfy chairs and a sofa which pulled out to a double bed. The bathroom was more than adequate and interestingly enough had a huge walk in shower stall about twice the size one would normally expect. After calling Whitney to let her know I was there, I got a bucket of ice from the machine and fixed myself a drink. I felt like some whore waiting for her client
Whitney arrived around 5:00. We kissed and talked. She checked out everything in the main room, was delighted with the bathroom and told me I did good. She explained that she didn’t want the interference of Tonya and Karen nor introduce the fact that I was being fucked in her house, at least not initially. I’d made quite an impression on her friends Saturday night with my phone sex escapade and they were anxious to see the “real me.” I shared that I was somewhat concerned and what if I didn’t measure up to what her friends expected. She thought that feeling was dumb and said (and I quote) “honey you’re my sex toy, get over it.” She added her friends couldn’t help but enjoy me. Nonetheless, I was apprehensive. She told me to stay dressed until her friends arrived and in the meantime to spread out my toys on the table.
Around 5:30 Jessie arrived with the two new girls, Nicole and Regina. Nicole was a wild looking thing, hair in braids, fairly stocky but shapely. Regina was prettier, Whitney introduced me with a string of words something like … her white slut bitch slave woman.
I fixed everybody drinks. One of the girls had an iPod and turned on some hip hop tunes. The atmosphere was tense but Whitney kept the conversation rolling. The new girls checked out my toys and Whitney said all of them were fair game, what a willing slut I was, which they’d all soon see. Regina asked Whitney if I was a hooker; her response was … no, I was a sex slave. I was nervous as hell and felt like a piece of meat waiting to be devoured.
Midway into my second drink, Whitney told me to undress for her friends and neither of them had ever seen a white woman naked. Nicole and Jessie were sitting on the sofa, Whitney on the bed and Regina in one of the chairs; I was sort of standing in the middle. Mentally I was somewhere in a mixture of embarrassment and trepidation, humiliation and uncertainty. But deep down I wanted to please Whitney. I started to unbutton my blouse but Whitney told me to make it sexy and groove to the music. I started swaying to the music, almost dancing (a flashback to my Lisa days when she taught me to strip) and slowly removed my blouse. I got approving looks, and continued dancing, slowly removing my skirt and stood in bra and thong and heels. The serious badmouthing and cat calling started. Whitney told me to shake my booty and continue. I took a deep breath, unfastened my bra and tossed it in the direction of the sofa, danced some more then stripped out of the thong which I flung at Regina. In return she threw a cheese cube at me and whistled.
Whitney handed me a vibe and a dildo and told me to show them what I did Saturday night on the phone. With the vibe in one hand, the dildo in the other I began teasing myself, sucked the dildo, rubbed my cunt with it and showed my holes. Jessie handed me my drink and I downed it. I strutted around doing what she wanted, humped the toys and made a spectacle of myself then plunged the dildo into my cunt, moved my hips back and forth and fucked myself closer to a cumm. I couldn’t quite bring it over the edge until Whitney gave me a dose of dirty talk and I came.
She said since I had three Saturday night I owed them two more. I kept going, alternating between the vibe all over my body just as I’d done Saturday night and using my hands and the dildo. I was still standing in front of them although Regina had shifted her position to the small coffee table in front of the sofa. All of them were snickering. One of them tried to grab my nipples but Whitney told her, no, I’d have to do this all by myself, there’d be plenty of time later for them to do anything they wanted. I kept going, using the vibe in my ass and fingering myself to a second orgasm and fucking myself with the dildo and squeezing my tits they finally rubbing my clit for the third orgasm, just as I’d done Saturday night. All of them were drinking and calling me things like … bad ass, houtchie momma, alley trash, and honky ho’ plus a bunch of stuff I can’t remember.
I thought I was through but Whitney asked me didn’t I piss Saturday night I said yes. She told me to go into the shower stall and piss. I took off my heels, stepped in and facing them, pissed. The four of them cat called me and shamed me.
Whitney grabbed my hair, led me out of the bathroom and slung me onto the king sized bed and told her friends to get me. And did they ever! They undressed and Nicole, the wild looking one, was the first to get on the bed. She was a little chubby, large tits, hairy cunt and fairly wide hips. She pounced on me, straddled my face and mashed her pussy on my face. I went for her immediately, wrapping my arms around her hips and fondling her breasts. One or more of the others was fingering my cunt and twisting my nipples. I couldn’t tell; all I could see was Nicole’s pussy. I ate her to a chorus of jeers then she shifted her position, spun around and smashed her ass down on my mouth. Another girl was sitting over my cunt trying to grind herself off.
My legs were pulled apart and I felt ropes around my ankles, legs yanked wider and apparently tied to something because I could close my legs an inch. Nicole came again. Regina told her to stop hogging the whore, pushed her aside and quickly mounted my face with the front of her body facing toward my feet. I used my hands and mouth and went for her cunt, hairy but definitely less than Nicole. She was nonstop, rocked off one orgasm after another and squirted. Somebody was still beating my cunt, fucking it with the rabbit and the room was filled with more laughing and catcalls and Whitney's voice encouraging everybody. She grabbed my arms put them over my head flat against the bed and cuffed my wrists. The whole thing turned into party central, one girl after another. Jessie got on my face, I ate her. Finally Whitney gave me this diabolical look, mounted my face and stuck her ass down over my mouth. She slid her ass back and forth over me then scooted her pussy over my face. My whole face was covered with their cumm goo.
They untied my legs, left my hands cuffed front of me and pulled me back to the shower stall and pushed me down. Whitney came in carrying my clothes and threw them in the shower at me and told the girls to piss. When I sensed what was about to happen I made an attempt to move my clothes out of the way but Whitney shoved me back down. She pissed on me and told the others to do the same. Nobody hesitated. For Regina and Nicole pissing on a white woman was like a new sport. They drenched me and my clothes. I though my Gawd what am I going to wear out of here
Whitney wiped me off a little with a towel and led me to the coffee table and positioned me face down, my knees and lower legs on the floor. My face was hanging off the opposite end of the small coffee table. She tied rope around my thighs to the table legs. Somebody beat my ass with the crop and something else and then I felt somebody kneeling behind me and using the strappy on my cunt. Whoever was fucking me with the strappy wasn’t Whitney because she came around to my face, lifted me by my hair and spit in my face and asked me if I was having fun yet. Before I could answer she stuck her cunt at my face again. That set the stage for them. I think the strappy passed from one to the other and whoever wasn’t fucking me was waiting for me to finish eating somebody so they could take a turn. I have no idea who, in what order or how many times I ate somebody or who fucked me, or who was slapping my ass. It was constant and didn’t stop until one by one they seemed satisfied. But when it was over, I was wasted.
They untied my thighs and took me back to the bathroom. I didn’t even make it to the shower stall before they had me on the floor and pissed on me. Whitney took my piss soaked skirt out of the shower stall, flung it into the piss puddle and told me to wipe it up. I said but it’s my skirt but she shook her head and said that’s too bad, now I’d have to suck up the piss off the floor. She pushed me to the floor, put a foot on the back of my neck and has me lick piss and wipe the floor with my skirt. She tied a rope from the cuffs to the plumbing under the sink. They left me like that, lying on the floor in piss and went back to the main room. Jessie brought me another rum and coke (like I needed it) and tilted it down my throat.
They ordered pizza’s for dinner. Whitney came in, sat on the commode and asked how I was enjoying her friends. She added she really did care about me but this was her idea of what was appropriate for these girls to meet me. She went back to the main bedroom. I heard knocking on the room door and obviously that was pizza delivery (used my money to pay). They removed the cuffs and let me come back to the main room and eat a piece of pizza. I was drained and my mouth was so sore I could barely eat. I figured I’d been at this over two hours. By the time we finished the pizzas, daylight was fading.
After eating, Whitney outlined the situation. She knew I’d had a lot of sex but that she’d seen me take more. Regina wanted more sex and began pulling at my nipples and really pinched them hard. I winced and placed my hand over hers as if to move her hand away which I knew was the wrong thing to do when I did it but it was instinctive. In a flash Whitney and Jessie were on me and wrestled my arms behind me and tied my hands and elbows. Whitney gave Regina and Nicole a bunch of clothespins from my bag and told them to have a ball. They pinned two on each nipple and had me near tears. Regina had me suck her nipples, stuck her ass in my face, farted and told me to suck her hole. I tongued her until she turned, had me tongue her clit and came and squirted again. When she took the pins off, I yelled in agony. I ended up kissing her feet. Whitney slapped me for being so stupid. I apologized but she got a crop and beat my tits, tummy and cunt then handed the crop to Regina who did more of the same. Nicole and Jessie did some also and the four of them were all over me, beating me until I was knocked off my knees and sprawled on the floor. At that point, Jessie lubed my ass and eased my butt plug in me. I was sucking everything they presented; toes, fingers, nipples, asses and cunts. Once again while I was pleasing them with my mouth they fucked me with the rabbit until I couldn’t even imagine cumming any more.
They withdrew and sat around drinking, laughing and talking. I was lying on the floor in front of the sofa trying to recover. I was also sucking Whitney’s toes. Nicole said I must love to get treated like shit and asked how I felt lying naked and tied up on the floor in front of a bunch of girls like them. Both of them, Nicole and Regina, kept saying I had an amazing cunt and got down on the floor and played with me then spanked my cunt. Nicole was sucking my nipples and dragging her fingernails over my upper body. Despite being as worn out as I was, I started moaning and responding. Then Nicole pulled my tits then offered me her ass again. Regina was fingering me and tapping on the plug at the same time. She stopped fingering me, shoved the vibe completely into my cunt, held it in place with her hand and bitched at me if I liked that. I groaned a yes into Nicole’s slit and I was lost, going crazy, feeling the vibe in my cunt plus the sensations against the butt plug and I eventually squeezed off another cumm.
Whitney laughed at me and asked if I was sure I didn’t have another one in me. I shook my head no. She said we’ll see about that. They took the vibe out and dragged me back to the shower stall and put me on my back with tied arms under me.
Whitney flung my piss soaked skirt into the shower stall where my blouse and undies were. She was as 100% in charge as I’ve ever seen her. She shoved the rabbit back in my cunt and told them to piss on me again when the felt like it, that they were going to finish ‘this bitch’ off in grand style. She started fucking me with the rabbit but then told Jessie to take control of the rabbit. She (Whitney) got in the shower stall, stood so her ass was facing me, bent down to a half squat and told me she was going to shit on me. I begged no and the rest of them laughed. I saw her hole open and the end of her turd emerge and I screamed. She shit on my tits then quickly used my skirt to it all over my tits and tummy. I came in a flash. She mocked me called me pig then wiped her ass with my skirt. I lay there with my eyes closed listening to them laughing.
Whitney said I’d probably had enough. She asked would I rather wear my shit and piss soaked clothes home or go home naked. I wasn’t sure I was being given a choice because they discussed things among themselves. They debated about having me walk out the end door of the hotel naked and still tied, stuffing me in my car and one of them driving me home while the others followed. They went through another scenario of wrapping me in a bed sheet to get me to my car. They discussed leaving me there all night but I know that wasn’t serious because Whitney has always been respectful of my time constraints.
But in the end, Whitney untied me and told me to shower and wash the stink out of my clothes. They all left the bathroom. For a moment I could not move; I was totally numb at what just happened. Finally I pushed her mess down the drain and removed the plug. I showered thoroughly and washed out my clothes. After I’d toweled off I came into the bedroom and slumped in a chair. They started laughing all over again.
They dressed. Whitney asked if I was okay to drive home and I said yes. I thanked them profusely, told the new girls I’d enjoyed them and such. Jessie, Nicole and Regina left. Whitney stayed to talk with me. She told me how impressed she was with me tonight and how much fun I’d brought into her life. She admitted she really tried to break me and knew she was pretty rough on me. She won’t do this to me on a regular basis but I had to understand how significant it was for Regina and Nicole to use a white woman and things like this will happen when she feels like it because I’m not only a slave to her mom and sister but also to her friends. I nodded. We hugged. I told her I loved her. She responded that her love for me was shown in how she used me, not in words. Then she left.
It was nearly 10:00. I wrapped a towel around my skirt and blouse and got as much water out as possible, then used the hotel hair dryer to try to dry them out. That was futile and would have taken all night so I gave up. I gather up my toys, left the hotel maid a tip and put on my damp skirt and blouse, stuffed my panties and bra in my toy bag. I left, got home around 11:00.
I made reservations at a Hotel off the interstate to meet Whitney and her friends. I checked in around 4:00 dressed somewhat nicely. My “luggage” consisted of my toy bag and a bag with rum and a 6-pack of coke, some cheese cubes and crackers. My room had a king sized bed, a table and 2 fairly comfy chairs and a sofa which pulled out to a double bed. The bathroom was more than adequate and interestingly enough had a huge walk in shower stall about twice the size one would normally expect. After calling Whitney to let her know I was there, I got a bucket of ice from the machine and fixed myself a drink. I felt like some whore waiting for her client
Whitney arrived around 5:00. We kissed and talked. She checked out everything in the main room, was delighted with the bathroom and told me I did good. She explained that she didn’t want the interference of Tonya and Karen nor introduce the fact that I was being fucked in her house, at least not initially. I’d made quite an impression on her friends Saturday night with my phone sex escapade and they were anxious to see the “real me.” I shared that I was somewhat concerned and what if I didn’t measure up to what her friends expected. She thought that feeling was dumb and said (and I quote) “honey you’re my sex toy, get over it.” She added her friends couldn’t help but enjoy me. Nonetheless, I was apprehensive. She told me to stay dressed until her friends arrived and in the meantime to spread out my toys on the table.
Around 5:30 Jessie arrived with the two new girls, Nicole and Regina. Nicole was a wild looking thing, hair in braids, fairly stocky but shapely. Regina was prettier, Whitney introduced me with a string of words something like … her white slut bitch slave woman.
I fixed everybody drinks. One of the girls had an iPod and turned on some hip hop tunes. The atmosphere was tense but Whitney kept the conversation rolling. The new girls checked out my toys and Whitney said all of them were fair game, what a willing slut I was, which they’d all soon see. Regina asked Whitney if I was a hooker; her response was … no, I was a sex slave. I was nervous as hell and felt like a piece of meat waiting to be devoured.
Midway into my second drink, Whitney told me to undress for her friends and neither of them had ever seen a white woman naked. Nicole and Jessie were sitting on the sofa, Whitney on the bed and Regina in one of the chairs; I was sort of standing in the middle. Mentally I was somewhere in a mixture of embarrassment and trepidation, humiliation and uncertainty. But deep down I wanted to please Whitney. I started to unbutton my blouse but Whitney told me to make it sexy and groove to the music. I started swaying to the music, almost dancing (a flashback to my Lisa days when she taught me to strip) and slowly removed my blouse. I got approving looks, and continued dancing, slowly removing my skirt and stood in bra and thong and heels. The serious badmouthing and cat calling started. Whitney told me to shake my booty and continue. I took a deep breath, unfastened my bra and tossed it in the direction of the sofa, danced some more then stripped out of the thong which I flung at Regina. In return she threw a cheese cube at me and whistled.
Whitney handed me a vibe and a dildo and told me to show them what I did Saturday night on the phone. With the vibe in one hand, the dildo in the other I began teasing myself, sucked the dildo, rubbed my cunt with it and showed my holes. Jessie handed me my drink and I downed it. I strutted around doing what she wanted, humped the toys and made a spectacle of myself then plunged the dildo into my cunt, moved my hips back and forth and fucked myself closer to a cumm. I couldn’t quite bring it over the edge until Whitney gave me a dose of dirty talk and I came.
She said since I had three Saturday night I owed them two more. I kept going, alternating between the vibe all over my body just as I’d done Saturday night and using my hands and the dildo. I was still standing in front of them although Regina had shifted her position to the small coffee table in front of the sofa. All of them were snickering. One of them tried to grab my nipples but Whitney told her, no, I’d have to do this all by myself, there’d be plenty of time later for them to do anything they wanted. I kept going, using the vibe in my ass and fingering myself to a second orgasm and fucking myself with the dildo and squeezing my tits they finally rubbing my clit for the third orgasm, just as I’d done Saturday night. All of them were drinking and calling me things like … bad ass, houtchie momma, alley trash, and honky ho’ plus a bunch of stuff I can’t remember.
I thought I was through but Whitney asked me didn’t I piss Saturday night I said yes. She told me to go into the shower stall and piss. I took off my heels, stepped in and facing them, pissed. The four of them cat called me and shamed me.
Whitney grabbed my hair, led me out of the bathroom and slung me onto the king sized bed and told her friends to get me. And did they ever! They undressed and Nicole, the wild looking one, was the first to get on the bed. She was a little chubby, large tits, hairy cunt and fairly wide hips. She pounced on me, straddled my face and mashed her pussy on my face. I went for her immediately, wrapping my arms around her hips and fondling her breasts. One or more of the others was fingering my cunt and twisting my nipples. I couldn’t tell; all I could see was Nicole’s pussy. I ate her to a chorus of jeers then she shifted her position, spun around and smashed her ass down on my mouth. Another girl was sitting over my cunt trying to grind herself off.
My legs were pulled apart and I felt ropes around my ankles, legs yanked wider and apparently tied to something because I could close my legs an inch. Nicole came again. Regina told her to stop hogging the whore, pushed her aside and quickly mounted my face with the front of her body facing toward my feet. I used my hands and mouth and went for her cunt, hairy but definitely less than Nicole. She was nonstop, rocked off one orgasm after another and squirted. Somebody was still beating my cunt, fucking it with the rabbit and the room was filled with more laughing and catcalls and Whitney's voice encouraging everybody. She grabbed my arms put them over my head flat against the bed and cuffed my wrists. The whole thing turned into party central, one girl after another. Jessie got on my face, I ate her. Finally Whitney gave me this diabolical look, mounted my face and stuck her ass down over my mouth. She slid her ass back and forth over me then scooted her pussy over my face. My whole face was covered with their cumm goo.
They untied my legs, left my hands cuffed front of me and pulled me back to the shower stall and pushed me down. Whitney came in carrying my clothes and threw them in the shower at me and told the girls to piss. When I sensed what was about to happen I made an attempt to move my clothes out of the way but Whitney shoved me back down. She pissed on me and told the others to do the same. Nobody hesitated. For Regina and Nicole pissing on a white woman was like a new sport. They drenched me and my clothes. I though my Gawd what am I going to wear out of here
Whitney wiped me off a little with a towel and led me to the coffee table and positioned me face down, my knees and lower legs on the floor. My face was hanging off the opposite end of the small coffee table. She tied rope around my thighs to the table legs. Somebody beat my ass with the crop and something else and then I felt somebody kneeling behind me and using the strappy on my cunt. Whoever was fucking me with the strappy wasn’t Whitney because she came around to my face, lifted me by my hair and spit in my face and asked me if I was having fun yet. Before I could answer she stuck her cunt at my face again. That set the stage for them. I think the strappy passed from one to the other and whoever wasn’t fucking me was waiting for me to finish eating somebody so they could take a turn. I have no idea who, in what order or how many times I ate somebody or who fucked me, or who was slapping my ass. It was constant and didn’t stop until one by one they seemed satisfied. But when it was over, I was wasted.
They untied my thighs and took me back to the bathroom. I didn’t even make it to the shower stall before they had me on the floor and pissed on me. Whitney took my piss soaked skirt out of the shower stall, flung it into the piss puddle and told me to wipe it up. I said but it’s my skirt but she shook her head and said that’s too bad, now I’d have to suck up the piss off the floor. She pushed me to the floor, put a foot on the back of my neck and has me lick piss and wipe the floor with my skirt. She tied a rope from the cuffs to the plumbing under the sink. They left me like that, lying on the floor in piss and went back to the main room. Jessie brought me another rum and coke (like I needed it) and tilted it down my throat.
They ordered pizza’s for dinner. Whitney came in, sat on the commode and asked how I was enjoying her friends. She added she really did care about me but this was her idea of what was appropriate for these girls to meet me. She went back to the main bedroom. I heard knocking on the room door and obviously that was pizza delivery (used my money to pay). They removed the cuffs and let me come back to the main room and eat a piece of pizza. I was drained and my mouth was so sore I could barely eat. I figured I’d been at this over two hours. By the time we finished the pizzas, daylight was fading.
After eating, Whitney outlined the situation. She knew I’d had a lot of sex but that she’d seen me take more. Regina wanted more sex and began pulling at my nipples and really pinched them hard. I winced and placed my hand over hers as if to move her hand away which I knew was the wrong thing to do when I did it but it was instinctive. In a flash Whitney and Jessie were on me and wrestled my arms behind me and tied my hands and elbows. Whitney gave Regina and Nicole a bunch of clothespins from my bag and told them to have a ball. They pinned two on each nipple and had me near tears. Regina had me suck her nipples, stuck her ass in my face, farted and told me to suck her hole. I tongued her until she turned, had me tongue her clit and came and squirted again. When she took the pins off, I yelled in agony. I ended up kissing her feet. Whitney slapped me for being so stupid. I apologized but she got a crop and beat my tits, tummy and cunt then handed the crop to Regina who did more of the same. Nicole and Jessie did some also and the four of them were all over me, beating me until I was knocked off my knees and sprawled on the floor. At that point, Jessie lubed my ass and eased my butt plug in me. I was sucking everything they presented; toes, fingers, nipples, asses and cunts. Once again while I was pleasing them with my mouth they fucked me with the rabbit until I couldn’t even imagine cumming any more.
They withdrew and sat around drinking, laughing and talking. I was lying on the floor in front of the sofa trying to recover. I was also sucking Whitney’s toes. Nicole said I must love to get treated like shit and asked how I felt lying naked and tied up on the floor in front of a bunch of girls like them. Both of them, Nicole and Regina, kept saying I had an amazing cunt and got down on the floor and played with me then spanked my cunt. Nicole was sucking my nipples and dragging her fingernails over my upper body. Despite being as worn out as I was, I started moaning and responding. Then Nicole pulled my tits then offered me her ass again. Regina was fingering me and tapping on the plug at the same time. She stopped fingering me, shoved the vibe completely into my cunt, held it in place with her hand and bitched at me if I liked that. I groaned a yes into Nicole’s slit and I was lost, going crazy, feeling the vibe in my cunt plus the sensations against the butt plug and I eventually squeezed off another cumm.
Whitney laughed at me and asked if I was sure I didn’t have another one in me. I shook my head no. She said we’ll see about that. They took the vibe out and dragged me back to the shower stall and put me on my back with tied arms under me.
Whitney flung my piss soaked skirt into the shower stall where my blouse and undies were. She was as 100% in charge as I’ve ever seen her. She shoved the rabbit back in my cunt and told them to piss on me again when the felt like it, that they were going to finish ‘this bitch’ off in grand style. She started fucking me with the rabbit but then told Jessie to take control of the rabbit. She (Whitney) got in the shower stall, stood so her ass was facing me, bent down to a half squat and told me she was going to shit on me. I begged no and the rest of them laughed. I saw her hole open and the end of her turd emerge and I screamed. She shit on my tits then quickly used my skirt to it all over my tits and tummy. I came in a flash. She mocked me called me pig then wiped her ass with my skirt. I lay there with my eyes closed listening to them laughing.
Whitney said I’d probably had enough. She asked would I rather wear my shit and piss soaked clothes home or go home naked. I wasn’t sure I was being given a choice because they discussed things among themselves. They debated about having me walk out the end door of the hotel naked and still tied, stuffing me in my car and one of them driving me home while the others followed. They went through another scenario of wrapping me in a bed sheet to get me to my car. They discussed leaving me there all night but I know that wasn’t serious because Whitney has always been respectful of my time constraints.
But in the end, Whitney untied me and told me to shower and wash the stink out of my clothes. They all left the bathroom. For a moment I could not move; I was totally numb at what just happened. Finally I pushed her mess down the drain and removed the plug. I showered thoroughly and washed out my clothes. After I’d toweled off I came into the bedroom and slumped in a chair. They started laughing all over again.
They dressed. Whitney asked if I was okay to drive home and I said yes. I thanked them profusely, told the new girls I’d enjoyed them and such. Jessie, Nicole and Regina left. Whitney stayed to talk with me. She told me how impressed she was with me tonight and how much fun I’d brought into her life. She admitted she really tried to break me and knew she was pretty rough on me. She won’t do this to me on a regular basis but I had to understand how significant it was for Regina and Nicole to use a white woman and things like this will happen when she feels like it because I’m not only a slave to her mom and sister but also to her friends. I nodded. We hugged. I told her I loved her. She responded that her love for me was shown in how she used me, not in words. Then she left.
It was nearly 10:00. I wrapped a towel around my skirt and blouse and got as much water out as possible, then used the hotel hair dryer to try to dry them out. That was futile and would have taken all night so I gave up. I gather up my toys, left the hotel maid a tip and put on my damp skirt and blouse, stuffed my panties and bra in my toy bag. I left, got home around 11:00.
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