Oct 25, 2010: Katrina and Friends

Per Katrina’s instructions, I wore the raincoat (appropriate since it was pouring rain all day) hose and garter belt and heels. I took my toy bag. I knew that something was up by the tone in her voice on the phone. When I arrived I noticed a strange car in her driveway. What I found inside confirmed it. Katrina was in the living room sitting in the comfy wingback chair like it was her throne and two black women I’d never met before were sitting on the sofa. She introduced me to LaShonda, a new friend of hers, and Celeste, LaShonda’s friend. Both were quite attractive, particularly LaShonda. Katrina told me to remove the raincoat and when I did, their faces lit up like kids in a candy store and the smiles giggles and snickers were non stop. I turned beet red.

When their comments had run the course, she sent me to the kitchen for more brandy. When I returned she started in on me, introduced me as her bitch, slut and slave for the past 2 ½ years. She related to her friends that over the months of my servitude with her I’d learned to let go of my better judgment and whore myself out to black women for the sake of serving. There was virtually nothing I couldn’t be coerced into doing and I’d even prostituted myself on some occasions. Listening to her was embarrassing. She went through our first weeks, through Jas, Frayne, Mavis, Whitney and others. Occasionally she’d stop and make me add to whatever incident she was relating. They would ask me questions and I’d end up saying things about myself. More than once I said I was controlled by black women and my task in life was to serve as many as possible. When it came out that I’d served 102 women, they rolled with laughter.

Katrina stressed that I was controlled and powerless. The whole time this was taking place I stood in front of them, legs apart, hands clasped behind me. I was close enough to them that could easily touch me, grab a nipple, bend over, turn around or whatever Katrina or the new friends told me to do. This went on forever until Katrina had me put one foot up on the coffee table so they could get a better look at my cunt which by now was predictably oozing. She handed me a dildo and told me to fuck myself in front of them. I had to look them in the face, make comments about myself and fuck my cunt. They got really snippy and picked me apart word by word. I kept saying yes, I’m a slut and things like that.

Despite the humiliation I was getting worked up from fucking myself and they could tell. I asked to cumm but Katrina denied it. Instead, she had me step aside and she moved the coffee table back and had me lie in the floor with my ass at the edge of the sofa right in front of and between LaShonda and Celeste. She told them to hold my legs apart. I had to suck the dildo then stick in back in my cunt and ram myself fast and hard until I came. When I finished I had to thank them for letting me cumm.

I wanted to pee but we moved to the kitchen. I poured more brandy for all. Then I squatted and pissed a bowl for them. She gave me the vibrating butt plug and had me insert it, then gave me a new toy, a vibrating egg which I had to slide in my cunt. She gave both remotes to them and they immediately started buzzing me. With both remotes on, I couldn’t stand and sank to the floor, rolling around like crazy. I came again but they didn’t stop and kept buzzing me until I had another orgasm. In my frantic rolling around on the floor, I inadvertently tipped the piss bowl over and some spilled on the kitchen floor. That sent Katrina into a tizzy. She had me get down and suck it up like a dog. They called me things like dog, pig, floor mop, piss sucker and such. They gave me some paper towels which I used to wipe up the rest of it.

But LaShonda was taken with the idea of pissing. She, with Katrina’s permission, slid her panties aside, her skirt up and dribbled piss at me. Katrina told them to piss on me that I wasn’t worth the bathroom and I certainly would clean the floor. It was bizarre, surreal, like nonstop humiliation and I hadn't even touched any of them; just me doing things to myself or things they commanded and by now all of them were deeply into giving me orders. I licked more of their piss off the floor. Katrina had me suck their toes, lick between the toes and generally make a total fool of myself. When they would say things to me I had to reply that I was a worthless white whore and a slave to black women. Celeste laughed and said who would want me that I was the lowest thing she’d ever seen. They removed the egg and plug. Katrina retrieved the dildo from the living room, lubed it and gave it to me. She had me slide the thing up my ass and start fucking myself again. I was out of it, totally out of it, making a spectacle of myself fucking my ass while they laughed. I eventually had another orgasm.

At that point Katrina transitioned everything downstairs to her playroom. They were still dressed, me nude except for hose, garter belt and heels. On a table Katrina placed a variety of dildos, strappys and vibrators.

Katrina had me crawl to her and kiss her feet, lick the soles of her shoes and kiss her toes. She raised her mini, opened her legs and revealed a beautiful pair of red and black crotch less panties. I licked her pussy. She hissed at me, told me they were going to fuck me and made me say how much I wanted it. I brought her to a cumm while the two friends murmured at the scene.

She had me lie down on the basement floor then removed the panties, straddled me and squatted until her tight ass hole was directly over my face. She had me lick her hole with just the tip of my tongue, flicking back and forth time and time again until she came again. She got up, told her friends to use me anyway they wished, that she wanted to watch them use her property. I got up and crawled to Celeste and LaShonda. I helped them undress down to bra and panties. LaShonda clearly was oozing through her panties and I licked her slowly until she let me remove the panties. She had me make a big production out of it, sniffing, licking and sucking the panties and begging for her pussy. I told her explicitly that I wanted her pussy and ass. Finally she pulled her labia apart and let me suck her pussy. I did my utmost, licking between her folds, on her clit, sticking my tongue in her vagina until I brought her off squirting and cumming.

I went to Celeste who by now had unashamedly stripped nude. She had large breasts, stretch marks across her tummy and a hairy pussy. I worked my way through her thicket and nuzzled my nose against her clit, kissing her vagina and working my tongue inside. I savored her. She grabbed my head and with a combination of me sucking her and her grinding against my face, she came. She had me move behind her and separate her cheeks and kiss her ass.

Katrina gave them each a strappy. I got on all fours. Celeste got behind me and fucked my cunt doggy style. I ate LaShonda’s ass while she did. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Katrina grinning ear to ear. Celeste brought the dildo to my mouth and I sucked it. LaShonda moved behind me with a monstrous black dildo. The thing was huge, easily 12-14 inches long and thick. They lubed it and slid it in me gradually until I was sweating and groaning. Then they started fucking me, slowly at first, and then longer, deeper strokes until I felt like it was poking my tummy. How much of it actually went into me, I don’t know. I yelled but Celeste got in the floor in front of me, spread her legs and silenced me by forcing my mouth to her cunt. I ate her and LaShonda kept reaming my ass with this thing. I came again; so did Celeste.

They pulled out the dildo and I heard exclamations about how wide open my asshole was. Katrina grabbed my left hand and moved it back to my gapping hole and feel how stretched out my asshole was. I did and two fingers didn’t even touch the walls of my canal. LaShonda pissed on me then Celeste did.

I was spent. They began to put clothes back on. Katrina told me I was one fucked out whore. Celeste and LaShonda told me thanks for the fucking experience. I thanked them. They all went upstairs and I heard them leave. Katrina came back with a mop and a bucket of water and told me to clean up the pigsty of a basement. I mopped the floor then went upstairs and mopped the kitchen again. I showered, threw the ruined hose away and briefly talked with Katrina a few minutes. She knew I’d been worked hard but some how it seemed appropriate. I thanked her then waddled out of the house and drove home.

Oct 19, 2010: Alison

Right after I left for Alanna’s, Ali returned my earlier call. She was willing to cut her 130 class and goof off. So I called Alanna, explained the situation and asked if I could postpone my visit to her. Making a promise to see her without fail, I turned around and headed to Alison.

I stopped at a deli, got some sandwiches and met her at a landmark on campus. She was wearing short shorts and a college pullover, sneakers and ankle socks. The word “Hot” doesn’t describe her. We headed to a somewhat secluded area on campus and had a picnic on the grass under a grove of trees. It was idyllic; an absolutely gorgeous sunny day with temps around 80. I told her I never realized what marvelous legs she had. We ate and talked for a long time about her first 2 months at college and reflecting on mine from decades ago.

I made an offer to fuck if she could take the time. I called Frayne, asked if we could use her garage apartment which was fine with her. It's not more than 20 minutes from the college. Once there, we wasted no time getting naked and falling into bed. I couldn’t help but think how absolutely perfect this was for us.

We rolled around kissing and hugging until I went down to her pussy and ate her with a passion. We turned into a 69 position, me on the bottom, her on top and went wild. I was eating her, fingering her ass and she did the same to me. Both of us came. I slid out from under her and kissed her ass, frigged her at the same time and brought her off again. We shifted positions and I ended up on my back, legs over my head and she tongued me off.

We went to the bathroom and pissed then returned to bed and lay in each others arms. I kissed her breasts and nipples, neck and shoulders until she was moaning. I went back to her cunt again and teased her with my tongue, whispering things to her until I focused on her clit and brought her off again.

We lay back, sweating, panting and cuddling. Her head was against my shoulder. I kissed her hair and with her arm around me, we just lay there absorbing each other. She fell asleep, woke up around 4. she had to get back and I understood. We dressed and left the apartment.

I took her back to campus and we hugged again by my car.

She called me tonight and said one of her roomies saw us kissing and asked if that was her mom. I laughed.

Oct 13, 2010: Whitney's

Whitney was the only one home when I got there around 330. Karen was at sports practice; Tonja still at work.. I transferred the soup I made to a pot and let it simmer. We loved it up a bit then went into the living room. She lay on the sofa I made very romantic love to her, kissed her all over then ate her and kissed her ass. She fingered me off.

Then she told me a little bit about the routine she established, that Tonja strips naked when she comes in every day and asks the girls how she can serve them. Most days she stays nude through the evening and has to ask Whitney for clothes when necessary. Whitney also established that Tonja asks for bathroom privileges. Sometimes she’s directed to the backyard after dark to pee. Tonja also has to ask where she can sleep. Usually that’s in her bed but at times Whitney sleeps in Tonja’s room and her mom sleeps in Whitney's bed. Whitney doesn’t fuck around too much with Tonja’s sleep since each of them needs decent rest to be alert for work or school the next day.

Mornings are off limits for domme slave stuff. Every body is rushing around. However Tonja comes to Whitney for her advice on panties, whether she will be allowed them or not. Whitney has gone by Tonja’s office after school and checked her mom and so far nothings out of order. Whitney said it’s a nice feeling to have her mom asking permission for stuff.

Whitney does talk to Jeanne about how she controls Pernilla. She admits she’s not where Jeanne is and the situations in the two households are different. Jeanne has a tendency to be rough on Pernilla and Whitney says that’s not where she is right now. She says she doesn’t have time to be “over the top”. They don't piss on Tonja much except in really unique circumstances and they don't use the cage. Most of this is due to focusing on school work. I can understand and told Whitney I think she's smart to stay within some parameters.

Tonja came in and stripped nude. Whitney called her "her wage slave." Tonja approached Whitney and asked how she may serve. Whitney told her she had been satisfied by my tongue and told her to eat me. Tonja didn’t hesitate and thanked her. I lay on the sofa and Tonja began kissing my nipples, loving my tits and then moving to my cunt when I told her to. It was different. I came after asking Whitney permission.

When that was over, Whitney told me to massage her mom’s feet and I really rubbed her. Then I went to her pussy and licked around her labia, teased her clit, then down to her hole and back into her slit. I did a lot of teasing, slowly working her up. Not sure why; I just felt that her cunt needed a lot of attention. Tonja was ready to cumm and asked permission which Whitney denied and made me tease more. When Tonja was begging, Whitney straddled her face and had her suck her hole while I brought her off.

While Tonja was on the sofa, face still under Whitney, Karen came home. Whitney made her mom stay under her slit and told me to lie on the floor beside the sofa which I did. She told Karen to undress and straddle my face in much the same way she was doing her mom’s face. Karen was musky and sweaty from practice and that mixed with her sweetness, was really erotic. Karen was face sitting me so she was facing my lower body and spread legs, my mouth on her pussy, my nose rubbing at her ass. It took some time for Karen to get worked up, but once she did, her cunt was an absolute fountain. I heard Whitney cumming and within minutes Karen did, too.

Tonja and I kissed and exchanged scents while the girls did some minor bad mouthing about us.

Afterwards we went to the kitchen, I served soup, everybody downed a bowl or two and some iced tea. There wasn’t any sex after dinner; just household tasks. I did a load of laundry for the girls and left there around 815.

Oct 8, 2010: My Initial Visit to MW’s

I arrived at Fran’s around 10:00 as told. She approved of what I had on – tight mini, coordinating blouse, wispy bra and thong and thigh highs. She talked to me, calmed me, and gave me good hugs and a kiss. I did a quick pee then we got in her car. She gave me the dark glasses, appeared to be like the ones Katrina used to make me wear 2 years ago. I knew the drill and put them on. Fran called mw that we were in route. Once there, Fran helped me out of the car, into the house.

Fran removed my dark glasses. I was standing in a huge foyer with high ceilings and a spiral staircase to an upper level; total elegance. Through dark wood double doors I could see a mammoth living room with high ceilings with huge windows that soared to the ceiling and overlooked a private garden. The room appeared to be about the size of the entire first floor of my house and the furnishings were as ornate and baroque as you can imagine. I was awed. This woman has major bucks.

A woman came down the spiral staircase to my left and I heard a voice say “finally.” I knew it was Mw. She was wearing a multicolored mask with sequins and a gorgeous dress in various shades of blue and purple, above the knee length, a purple belt at the waist and purple and black pumps that were totally to die for.

She said this was a delicate situation, I was in her house (though I had no idea where that was) but remaining blindfolded the entire time would be awkward and distract from some of the things she had in mind. If I ever did the slightest thing to expose her in any way, she’d ruin me, my work and marriage. She asked if I understood completely. I told her I did. She had me sign a document which basically stated that I voluntarily entered this house today and I was in no way coerced. I signed, she signed and Fran signed as a witness. Mw said she believed we understood each others needs; that she required serious fun and I enjoyed being used unconditionally as a slut.

Fran and mw talked for a moment, and then Fran left.

Then mw removed the mask. For the first time in over a year, I got a good look at her. She’s about my height, roundish face, caramel colored skin, my general frame, breasts larger than mine, firm legs and thighs. .

She indicated Fran told her I was well trained as a server, would have certain duties and motioned to a wet bar and told me to fix her a vodka and lemonade and one for myself. I walked over, still fully dressed, did as told, and returned with the drinks on a silver tray. I bend at the knee and raised the tray. She smiled approval and told me to sit that she was waiting for someone to arrive and we’d talk for a while. I sat on a curved sofa opposite her. She said that in case I was curious, she has a full time servant, a black woman who lives on premises in guest quarters above the garage but she’d given her the weekend off. It wasn’t clear to me whether the woman was off premises for the day or not. I didn’t ask.

Mw told me she reads my blog, found it amusing that I referred to her as “MW”, and that I fucked people in abandoned buildings and hotels. She rattled off the things she knows about me and I have to say, her investigation was and is through. She told me that initially she intended to see me a couple of times a year but that frequency might increase and ultimately I might serve her at a party. Much depended on today, that I’d be compensated for my time, the exact amount depended on how well I preformed.

She had me remove my skirt and blouse which left me in a lacy bra matching thong, thigh highs and heels. She told me where the powder room was and in there I’d find a maids apron and more appropriate hose. In the powder room I found a bib style apron, black trimmed in white lace, very short hem and ties behind my neck and waist. The hose were black fishnet thigh highs. I changed hose and put on the apron. With my bra and thong on underneath, my ass cheeks were almost completely exposed and I looked extremely slutty. When I presented myself to her, she attached a collar and leash on me. I noticed my blouse and skirt and purse were gone, (have no idea where she took my things).

She had me kneel and massage her feet and calves and I sensed she was enjoying what I was doing. She has exquisitely small feet which she placed across my shoulders and beckoned me to get my face closer to her pussy and sniff. She allowed me to remove her gold thong. I did so, and slowly, tasting her, licking her cunt, down to her hole and kept tonguing her until she told me she was going to cumm. I placed my lips over her cunt and licked her until she came.

I was refilling her drink when the doorbell rang. She went to answer the door. I stayed where I was.

I heard all kinds of shouts of joy, so glad you made it down, how was the flight, how wonderful to see you, etc. Two women came back with her. One was totally glamorous, shoulder length hair, cream colored dress, bronze belt and matching stiletto heels. Mw introduced her as her younger sister, Lisette, from New York who flew down this morning from LaGuardia for the weekend. The other woman was introduced as Vera, mw’s aunt, who lives in town and who picked up Lisette at the airport. Vera was a bit heavier, lighter skin; reddish toned hair but immaculately dressed as well.

Now I understood the imperativeness of today. I had no idea anyone was flying in from out of town, probably to see me used or use me. I tried to act courteously towards both of them. Lisette was rather haughty and looked at me with disdain. Vera was more curious and warm. They talked back and forth while I fixed drinks.

The doorbell rang again and mw told me to answer it. I did; it was Fran with 2 large bags of food from an upscale deli. I followed her into the kitchen. Again, sumptuous; Viking stove, gorgeous cabinetry, Sub Zero fridge. She showed me where plates were, told me to act just as proper as I did when I served in her house, showed me where mw wanted things served; a small brick terrace off the end of the living room and shielded by shrubs. Beautiful day, mid 70’s sunny.

I put things on a serving cart and rolled it to the terrace and politely let them know. They sat. The conversation shifted from friends and family to me and today. Mw reiterated that I will fuck for money and I will serve and take pain to get it. Lots of comments. Fran went over some of my past performances serving at her luncheon parties. They also talked about me and the family.

When they finished and went back in to the main room, I rolled things back into the kitchen on the cart then served them coffee. Lisette took her luggage and went upstairs to freshen up from her trip. Mw, Vera and Fran sat in the living room and talked. When Lisette returned she had changed into a micro mini, sheer blouse, and "to-die-for"black ankle strap stilettos.

They had me come to them, remove the apron, leaving me in the bra and thong, fishnets and heels. I got the usual comments one might expect plus kudos about how I stayed in shape. Then I had to remove the bra, present my tits and finally step out of the thong. Lisette got really verbal about my cunt, how wet I was.

Mw had me sit on the end of the coffee table between the two sofas, ass to the edge of the coffee table, legs wide, cunt displayed. She had me prop back on my elbows and look at them. Neither my ankles nor hands were tied. Mw rubbed ice cubes on my nipples to get them rock hard then attached weighted clamps. Lisette got a thin leather paddle from her bag and hit my cunt; not hard strokes, just enough to make me tingle but after about 15-20 my cunt was sensitive. She increased the force until I was wincing. She kept smacking my cunt and talked about it like it was a piece of property and drove me right to the edge. I felt so amazing. She clamped my clit, pulled the clamp out and hit me more. I came. She pulled me by the leash to a sitting position and had me raise her mini and sniff her then lick her slowly until she came.

Mw directed me to Vera who was sitting beside her. I raised her skirt, kissed her panties, excited her and my experience with more mature black women really helped. Vera soon was moaning and telling me to eat her which I did. Mentally, I compared her to Mavis.

Mw said now that the edge is off lets go downstairs. They led me by the leash, clamps still on, down a hallway, down a few steps to a landing then down about 8 more steps to a basement hallway. There was a picture hanging on the wall to the right which she removed, revealing a keypad. She entered a code and a section of the wall, wider than an average door, opened. We went into a room, mw flicked on lights and there was a complete dungeon in windowless room, I gasped. I have never seen such a complete array of equipment; a cross, whipping bench, stocks, table, iron barred cage, wooden horse and more, plus a wet bar and full bath at one end and two leather sofas. If mw chose to hide someone away down here, they’d never be found.

I made drinks; they passed around a joint.

Mw and Lisette began pawing me, forcing my mouth open, spitting in my mouth and face. Fran and Vera joined in, hands on me everywhere, cunt, tits, face; name calling, telling me things were going to get rough. They pulled the clamps off. Mw asked how much money I’m in the hole, I said about $700 all total. She said to cover all those debts I’d have to do a lot. If I balked at any demand or couldn’t take what she wanted I’d be inundated with more cock than I could stand. My face was pulled back by the leash and fingers were in my cunt. I got slapped bunches. There were tons of remarks about what was expected of me. I came twice from this.

Mw and Lisette went to the stocks and lowered the main bar to waist height. They dragged me over, bent me over and put my head and wrists in the appropriate holes then lowered and locked the top bar. Kicked my legs apart. My upper body was parallel to the floor. They lubed my ass and prepared an enema, of what I don’t know. They filled me and beat my butt with things, crop, straps, I’m not sure what all. Kept filling me, I yelled which they loved.. I ate Fran’s pussy then Lynette’s ass. After I was filled somebody stuck a plug in my ass. I was in agony. Mw had a crop and hit my tits and cunt. I ate her again. They mocked me. I cried from the pain which they loved. Mw offered me her ass and I tongued her hole until I had nothing but her taste all over my face and mouth.

They got a large metal bucket, held it behind my ass then pulled the plug out. I shit a stream of mess that was a relief and embarrassing as hell. I pissed also. They didn’t clean me. Someone started fucking my ass with a strappy, calling me more names and riding my hips, slamming hers into mine. I was screaming. Mw came around in front of me and shoved the messy strappy in my mouth. I gagged. Nearly threw up but mw kept fucking my throat and calling names. Not sure which of the other three were fucking my ass and cunt but I suspect Lisette, maybe all of them but I had several cumms.

They took me out of the stocks and made me clean up my filth, empty the bucket.

Fran watched all this but told me she was leaving, that it was a family get together from here on out and she’d be back to get me. She kissed my forehead and told me I was in for an interesting experience. She told mw this is exactly what my owners would want. She embraced every one and left. I was horribly confused and felt very much alone.

Mw mentioned staying all weekend. I told her I don’t have an excuse. She said we’d work on that.

They took me over to the St. Andrews cross, positioned me facing the cross, and secured my wrists and ankles with cuffs. They left me that way while they took a pee break and got drinks. They talked about how to whip me. Vera had never done this; Mw and Lisette got a flogger and demonstrated on me, whipping my upper back, shoulders, buttocks and thighs, taking care to avoid hitting the lower back. They used underhand strokes to reach under my cunt and sent me into space with yells. Vera did her fair share but mw and Lisette were serious about what they did. It was a steady build up; tolerable at first but wretched toward the end and I was hanging from the wrist cuffs. My back, butt and thighs were stinging.

They unlocked me from the cross and dragged me to the sofas. I removed my heels. The three of them sat; mw in the middle, Vera and Lisette on either side of her. They had me thank them for being so kind to me. That was a farce but I did. I ate them one by one. Lisette and mw pissed in my face. Lisette stuck her ass back and told me to eat it. She told me to put my thumbs beside hole and pull it apart. I tongued her hole, licked her cunt. I ate mw’s ass; I cannot remember the order of things here; it got confusing but it was constant. Lisette wanted to see my face in Vera’s ass. Vera, somewhat daintily, pouched her ass back. Mw and Lisette made a great production out of me sucking the aunt’s ass and called me an ass eating fool. I sucked Vera off. The whole time I was eating her, Lisette was pounding my ass with the strappy.

Lisette told me that I was going to eat her shit; that she had four older white women in New York who ate her shit and I was no better than they were. I begged no. They threw me in the cage, told me to think about it and left. I laid back and thought through things. I could hear any noises other than the fridge in the bar but that was it. I wondered if the room was soundproof. That’s scary. At one time I called out to them, but no response.

They came back. Lisette said she’d been upstairs reading more of my blog and she knew I was a shit whore and how to make me take it. She and mw unlocked the cage dragged me out, tied my hands behind me, roped my elbows and tied tits extremely tight, put in a kneeling position with my heels against my ass cheeks and tied me left ankle to left thigh, right to right. She ran the leash from my collar down through my cunt, yanked it in tight, forced it thru my anal slit and tied it my hands. I was bent over almost like a ball. She said that’s uncomfortable isn’t it. I nodded. She told me to suffer; she had all weekend and doubted I could last like this that long. She shut the door and went away.

This position was horrible. My tits were tied and swelled like balloons and pressed against my thighs. Every time I’d try to shift an inch to get relief from something, something else would start aching. The leash tied thru my cunt was murder. I yelled for her but no response. I yelled louder that I’d taker her shit.

Sometime later they came back and asked again. I nodded yes. Lisette said let me be clear, you’ll eat my shit. I nodded again which wasn’t good enough. I had to say it. She untied the leash which allowed me to straighten up some.

Lisette stripped totally nude and I have never seen such a firm body. She told me she’d been saving his all day and turned so her butt was at my face. Told me to open my mouth, mw pinched my jaws and I opened. My mouth was about 6 inches from her ass as it flared and this brown emerged. Mw shoved my face into Lynette’s ass just as her turd came out. I screamed. She shit more and told me to shut up, some women live to eat her shit. I had a mouthful of the stuff and was shaking. She told me to swallow. I did. I cried. It was awful. The rest came out on my face and plopped on the floor. She forced me down and stuck my face in that. She said it’s funny, since I had an enema there was more shit in my mouth than my ass.

They untied me. I started to get up, got sick and threw up. That didn’t go over well, but I couldn’t help it. I cleaned that putrid mess up.

When I finished, Mw said they talked and had an exciting evening planned. I needed to clean up. She gave me a toothbrush, Listerine and paste. I showered in the basement bath, brushed my teeth twice but I could still taste it. Mw took me up to her bedroom and gave me an old black and white dress that buttoned down the front, red fishnets and my heels, collar and leash.

Mw changed into denim mini and jacket, white shell top, heels. Vera was still in her dress, Lisette in her mini. We waited in the living room until a car pulled up about 830.Mw had called for a limo. I asked where we were going. She said she downtown for some fun and to see what kind of a street whore I was. I chilled. Mw talked to the driver; was apparent to me she knew him. We drove downtown. My dress was completely open and they played with me constantly. We cruised downtown then drove to a black restaurant. Mw and Lisette went in, left me in the limo with Vera until they came back with some food. Mw had the driver cruise around while we ate.

We drove back downtown, cruised around one block several times until Lisette said this will do fine. Mw stopped the limo. Lisette uncuffed me, buttoned 2 buttons, one just below my tits, and the other at my waist. We got out. I still had the collar and leash on. We walked a block, then another one. Some people passed and stared. Gawd knows what they thought. Me barely covered, Lisette looking for the entire world like a domme. We turned the corner and walked down the side of the block. The limo followed us. More people were on this street. We went to an alley which Lisette had spotted from the limo. Lisette told me to wait in the alley. She cuffed my hands and stood by the street. Limo parked across the street. When black girls would walk by Lisette would ask them if they wanted a white whore to use. Some would laugh, others not say anything. I sort of figured out what Lisette’s strategy was; she was approaching black girls who were in a partying mood. One time she talked to three girls and brought them into the alley. Lisette opened the dress and exposed me. I was freaking. They saw me but lost their nerve and left. That pissed Lisette off. She and I walked back to the limo.

We drove a few blocks, circled another block. Lisette said lets try this. I begged her not to do this again, that I’d do anything they wanted. Mw said I’d do anything they wanted anyway and shut up. Lisette and I got out again. We walked down the block past more people and ducked into another alley. She handcuffed me. I waited there about 15 feet down the alley. Lisette was by the sidewalk. I thought about running away but thought the better of that. Besides where would I go. I had minimal clothing, handcuffed, no purse, cell or money, so I tossed that idea. Two black girls went by. Lisette approached them. I couldn’t hear everything but Lisette asked them if they wanted to have some fun with a white whore. They came into the alley, looked at me. Lisette said I was a slave who sucked off black women. I looked at them; both were dressed hot. They heavier set of the two had on skin tight pink leotards and a black top. The leotards left nothing to the imagination and the girls’ cunt and bubble butt were so well defined. The other had on a short skirt, leather jacket over a camisole. Lisette opened my dress. They laughed. She told them all they had to do was let me kiss their ass but anything was fair game. One woman showed interest. The other was figuring it out. I could see mw get out of the car and run over. That freaked the girls but mw said it’s cool, did they want to use me. The four of them talked.

Mw grabbed my leash and we all went deeper into the alley behind a dumpster. The girl with the pink leotards lowered them. They forced me to my knees in front of her. The girl pulled her panties down. Lisette forced my face in her cunt. She was heavily perfumed. I started licking. The girl got into it, humping at my face. Lisette called me an alley tramp. I was sucking her for everything I was worth. I could not believe what I was doing but I got excited. Lisette asked the girl her name; she said Shana. Lisette told me to tell her I loved her pussy. I did. Lisette pulled my dress off my shoulders and it bunched around my cuffed hands. For all intent and purposes I was naked. I got hot as hell; fear, being edgy, naked in public, degradation, the girl’s pussy … all working on my brain. I sucked her harder, she was close I knew. Mw and Lisette were dirty talking me urging me on. Shana went OMG and came. Mw said let my whore do your ass. She pulled her cheeks apart so I could lick her hole and suck her ass. I was moaning; so was she. Mw said we’re running out of time here, did she want to cumm again, she said yes, I kept licking until she did. mw asked the other girl if she wanted some. Shana encouraged her friend, Doreen, to try it. She hesitated. Mw said enough, we’re out of here. They pulled the dress back on me, uncuffed my hands. We dashed out of the alley to the limo.

We were about to drive off when Shana and Doreen ran over. Mw told them to get in. We cruised a few blocks. Doreen lifted her skirt, shed her panties and mw forced my face in her cunt. I sucked her off while she drank champagne said this was the best day of her life. We cruised for about an hour, I ate Shana again then sucked Doreen’s ass. Mw and Lisette also made Shana eat them. They made Doreen, by now half drunk eat Shana. We went back to where we picked up Shana and Doreen and let them out. They wanted to stay longer but mw said enough. Vera wasn’t too much into the new girls. She drank champagne and I ate her again.

After we let them out I told mw I was out of time and excuses for not being back home. Mw told me to call my old man and tell him I wasn’t coming home tonight. I said too risky. Finally I gave in and called him. Said some friends and I were still at a gathering and I was too blitzed to drive home. He was half asleep and too tired to give me grief.

We cruised around some more, tried to entice a black hooker into the limo but she told us to fuck off, we were running her evening. We stopped and got more food. Vera had passed out from champagne. It was 1:30 when we got back to mw’s. All of us helped Vera to a bed. Mw, Lisette and I went back in the main living room and had another drink, which I really didn’t need. I ate both of them again. I remember lying back on a sofa and feeling tired.

The next thing I remember was woke up naked in a strange bed. It took me a minute to clear my head and remember where I was. The clock on the bedside table said 8:47. I stumbled out of bed, peed and looked for clothes then remembered I didn’t have any. I smelled coffee and found my way downstairs with a blanket wrapped around me.

When I went me to the kitchen MW and her husband were sitting there. Even though I felt like shit, probably looked the same, his eyes were all over me. I stepped back out of the kitchen but she told me to get back in there. He seems nice, older than mw by a few. He commented on me, saying this was the whore he couldn’t fuck, pity. I saw his cock getting hard under his pajamas. Mw said the stipulations about no cock didn’t please her but she’d respect what she agreed to. However, he said why I couldn’t give him a hand job. Mw said no but agreed that he could masturbate and look at my body. So he pulled his cock out and began playing with it. While he did MW had me lose the blanket, show my body to him, play with my tits, open my legs, show my cunt to the fullest. His cock was huge and spurted gobs of cumm. I felt pretty sleazy about it, rather objectified.

I asked if I could shower and dress. She agreed to the shower but nixed the clothes for the moment. So I went back upstairs, showered and wrapped my body in the blanket again.

When I came back to the kitchen, Lisette and mw were in there with Fran and Katrina. I felt a huge sense of relief, hugged Katrina and Fran. We talked for a long time until Vera came down. There was a lot of conversation about what happened yesterday and particularly last night. Katrina and Lisette seemed to hit things off extremely well. Mw brought me my clothes; I dressed and was glad things seemed to be over. Mw handed me an envelope and said that was my payment. I opened it and counted 1100.00 in 100 bills. I went wow and I thanked her. She said there’s more where that came from and she intends to see me again before then end of the year. I told her I would; Katrina nodded. I said my fondest goodbyes to Vera and Lisette. who told me taking the money shows what I am. time.

I went back to Fran's and we grabbed some breakfast. I got huge atta-girls. I drove home, got here about noon.