Tuesday, October 26, 2010

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.

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