I got there around 4:30; only Whitney and Karen were home. After lots of kissing, hugging and touching, Whitney told me to take my clothes off. Before I did, I told Whitney I had something to tell her, that I would see Jas at some point. She gave me a dirty look then we went to her bedroom and closed the door.
She asked why and I gave her the total sequence of things that led me to this point; that it was a result of a statement I made and my owners felt I should make arrangements to go. Whitney was not in favor of this.
Whitney asked numerous questions, most concerning the relationship with Jas. I told her not to compare the two of them, it’s entirely different and seeing Jas was completely a matter of obligation and obedience. She asked when it would happen and I told her with the next several days but no definitive time had been established.
In the midst of our conversation Tonja came home and wanted to come into Whitney's room. Whitney told her we were talking and not to come in.
I told Whitney I didn’t want this to come between us, that it’s no different than me seeing mw, Kim, Ali, Jeanne or Molly, which she knows about. We talked a long time and I assured her it had nothing to do with her or the family. It was purely my owners making a decision about what they want me to do. She intends to call Jas and let her know she's aware of what’s up and tell her to trash my ass. She added that it might make her feel good to have Jas use me and then have me come crawling to her doorstep and show her and the family how she beat me. I said it that’s what you want then that’s what I’ll do.
Then she told me to take my clothes off. I stripped naked then lay on the bed with her and undressed her. We kissed again, rolled around on the bed until she told me eat her. I made love to her pussy, did lots of licking, kissing and sucking, anything I could think of to make her focus on the attention I was paying to her pussy and let the Jas thing slip into the background. She had an orgasm, then another and rolled over on her tummy and put a pillow under her hips. I kissed her ass and tongued her rose. She had me get her strappy and buckled it around her, suck it, and then spread myself. She mounted me, held my wrists against the bed and fucked the hell out of my cunt. She called Karen in and told her to get Tonja. Both of them stood in the doorway and watch her fucking me.
She had me tell both of them the entire story about Jas all over again. Karen laughed. Karen had boosted herself up on Whitney's dresser and was sitting there dangling her legs, swinging them back and forth. Whitney told me to go to her. I pulled Karen’s clothes off and kissed her softly, fondled her breasts and ate her. The entire time Whitney told me how pathetic I was. Tonja watched. I finished Karen off by fingering her rose and sucking her pussy at the same time. Then Whitney directed me to Tonja who by this time was naked. I kissed her then moved to her nipples and suckled. I licked her breasts and rubbed her cunnie until she was moaning. Whitney had her move to the bed and lay back her hips right at the edge of the mattress. I was on all fours and licked her. Whitney came behind me, rubbed my rose. She still had the strappy on, had Karen get some lube then she slid the dildo into my ass slowly. She withdrew lubed me again and thrust it back in. She went through several series of short strokes and eventually buried the whole thing up my ass. I alternated between groaning and licking her. Tonja grasped my hair and pulled me tight against her. She came. Whitney finally let me cumm.
I noticed while I loved Tonja and exploring her body she has some tender areas and marks. I found out later that she wanted to date this past weekend and Whitney gave her permission to go out with a guy but in return for dating a man she had to take a beating.
Nothing else was said about Jas. We wandered downstairs and ordered pizza. I didn’t get out of there until around 9:15. I thanked Whitney for her understanding. I told her I loved her. She gave me that famous smile.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Jan 14, 2011: New Clients
This began on Monday, the 10th, with a phone call from a woman who said she was a friend of Bunny. To quickly summarize the call, Lorraine and a friend wanted to hire me for a session involving servitude and rough sex. We discussed what she wanted, arrived at a mutually agreed price and set Friday as the date. Due to the distance involved and the inclement weather, she would provide a limo to transport me back and forth.
Lorraine called me again Thursday to confirm our conversation, gave me some details and let me know all I needed to bring was my body and some slinky lingerie to change into.
Friday morning I dressed in a long sweater dress, tights and boots. I selected my Lucite heels and a couple of sexy pieces of lingerie to take with me and put those in a small shoulder bag. The weather here was still crappy; temps not reaching the freezing mark and the ground still snow and ice covered from the mess that fell 5 days ago.
I watched from the window of my study until I saw the limo, an average sized black one, arrive around 10:40. I grabbed my winter coat, the bag and locked the house. The driver, a middle aged white male, met me at the steps and escorted me to the car. When I slipped into the back I was surprised to see another woman there and she quickly introduced herself as Lorraine. She was dressed in a red mini and sweater top, and a fur jacket, black patterned hose, stylish black boots. She was attractive, gravitated toward the plus sizes but well proportioned. Since she had ample free time on her hands and thought it would be a good idea to ride back with me which would give us a chance to talk and get to know each other a little bit better. She was sipping champagne and poured me a glass as well. We chit chatted briefly then she told me she’d turned off the intercom between us and the driver and she wanted to know my background.
I told her about Jody urging me to start fucking and making a whore of myself. After considerable conversation, she asked me to define the one thing that pushed me over the edge and made me realize I was a slut. I told her it was the night back in the fall of 2007 when I cut my hair for Jody and spent the night in a cage inside my house. I went into great detail and she loved it. I moved on to Katrina, the constant servitude, the tag team approach between both of my owners, the toilet activities, the variety of women I’d served from Mavis to teens. At the conclusion of this, she said it’s apparent I’d loved every minute of it. I told her there’d been a few rough spots; some things had gone awry, but for the most part this is what I am. She asked why I started hooking for black women to use; did I realize how unique that was? I said I did it at the demand of my owners and didn’t look at it as unique, just a new form of serving and sometimes even against my better judgment, I simply can't say "no."
We’d sipped champagne throughout this conversation. We were sitting across from each other. I complimented her on her clothing, particularly her boots. She said then why don’t I show her some serious love and extended one leg towards me. I caught the meaning of her comment, put my champagne glass in the holder and slipped to the floor of the limo. I started licking and kissing her boots. My cunt started throbbing. She seemed pleased; I continued. She told me to suck the heel of the boot (probably about a 3 or3 ½ spiked heel.) I did so without hesitating. I did the other boot as well in the same way. She separated her legs and told me to lick up her thighs, under her mini. I moved up on her thighs and to my surprise, the pantyhose she was wearing had a large cutout area around her cunt and ass. She was not wearing panties. She told me to go where she wanted it. She was smooth and I became absorbed in her perfumed cunt. I licked her and kissed her, flicked my tongue over her clit and into her vagina. She had the champagne glass in one hand, used the other hand to pull her labia up tight and expose her clit more and I went for the clit and slipped two fingers into her swamp. She told me to be a white whore and make her cumm. She did it quietly, but thrust her cunt at me and I knew. I swirled my tongue then she relaxed, I blew my breath on her cunt as she ebbed. She said if I did everything as willingly as I’d just do, we’d have a pleasant day and I’d be money well spent. She told me not to wipe my face because she liked how my face looked, my make up smeared, her juices glistening, like a pig that had been rutting around in her cunt.
I slipped back to my seat and drank more champagne. She reiterated that she might make the day a bit demanding but she understood I could take a lot. I told her I’m hers and I intend to see that she and her friend are satisfied.
She gazed out the window and told me we were almost to her condo. I looked at my watch; the ride had taken about an hour. The limo drove through a gate and stopped by her condo building. She told the driver when to return. Inside the building we took an elevator to the third floor and entered her unit.
Her condo was a 2 ½ bath 2 bedroom unit decorated in black, tan, red yellows and splashes of green. It sounds bizarre but it was totally African and came across well. She showed me to the guest bedroom to change but cautioned me not to touch my face, i.e., to correct my make up or the essence of her cumm still smeared on me. I stripped everything off and put on a purple negligee with matching thong, garter belt and dark taupe hose then the Lucite heels. While I was changing I heard the other woman arrive. I stepped out to a smile from Lorraine and also met Talia.
Talia was about 5’5’, slightly heavier, probably in the 160 pound range, didn’t have much of a waistline and her hair was streaked with tinges of gray. I introduced myself to her. She eyed me with a menacing smirk.
I noticed on the bar between the kitchen and dining room someone had assembled a collection of toys, many of them whipping or flogging devices. Lorraine had striped down to the black pantyhose with a wide sumptuous cutout area around her ass and cunt. She wore a black bra and still had on the boots. Talia removed her wool dress and revealed sheer red panties and bra, red hose and black heels.
Talia laughed at my smeared make up and the telltale traces of Lorraine’s orgasm on me. She poked at Lorraine for being greedy to which Lorraine suggested she get a sampling of what I could do. Talia snorted, sat in a dining room chair and told me to come on.
I quickly gathered that this was to be an afternoon of sex without loving, kissing or romantic overtones. I dutifully and knelt in front of Talia. She unfastened her bra and I sucked her ponderous tits. She said little then lifted her sumptuous hips. I slid her full cut panties off. Her cunt was as bushy as they come but I worked through her thicket and parted her labia with my hands to expose her pinkness against her coal black skin. The contrast was amazing. I began eating her, again without love, just purposeful sex. I felt extremely whorish. Her thighs were massive and reminded me of Ophelia. She responded slowly but I knew she was holding back on purpose so I increased my attention to her clit and buried my face deeper into her cunt. She came and dribbled fluid, and some piss on my face.
Talia recovered and moved about 5 feet away to the carpeted area of the living room and leaned over a cushioned chair with her ass stuck back. She said … come on bitch, you know what to do. I crawled over and separated her thighs and buried my face again this time in her hairy ass slit. Lorraine used her hands to separate Talia more and I pushed my face in deeper and flicked and tongued her rose. Lorraine commented about a white whore eating black ass, the lowest of the low. I felt my cunt tingle and kept going. As I was doing this Lorraine started beating my ass, told me to get my knees apart so she could get to my cunt and ass easier. I turned for a moment and saw she had a thin leather paddle in one hand and a leather ping pong paddle in the other. I went back to Talia’s ass.
I was sucking her and she farted loudly right in my mouth, I gagged. She bitched at me and Lorraine beat me harder, on each cheek with the ping pong paddle and right in the crack of my ass with the thin paddle. Lorraine told me I should be thankful it was only a fart. Lorraine pulled my thong down to my knees, and beat my asshole with the thin paddle, landed a few on my cunt and smacked me so hard I yelled. My ass and cunt were stinging. She laughed and beat my ass harder. For a moment I wondered what I got myself into.
After I got Talia off for the second time, and my face smelled to high heavens of her musky ass, they stood me up, my thong down around my knees, and Talia moved behind me and held my arms together behind my back. Lorraine stood in front of me and cursed at me about having a messy face, smelling like I’d been ass sucking. She spit in my face several times. She went after my face, pinching my cheeks, nose and twisting my ears, nose and lips. Then she slapped me more and spit gobs of her saliva at me. She kept cursing me. Once she held my mouth open and spit directly into my mouth. Then she attacked my tits, slapping them back and forth with her hands. She told me I was nothing more than raw meat to her, that she bought me and paid for the pleasure of fucking me.
Her whole tone was different. Again I did a mental flip flop about being here. But instead, I blurted out that I was her bought and paid for whore. She brought the thin paddle down across my cunt hard, and I mean hard; I yelled again. She kicked my legs apart and paddled my cunt again. Then she yanked my thong completely off and literally ripped the negligee off me, left it hanging in shreds and ripped my hose. She told me if I was lucky they wouldn’t do the same thing to my clothes and that she wasn’t above sending me home in the limo naked. All I could do was stammer out, yes ma’am. She bent over a chair and told me to get my face in her dirty ass. I went for it and sucked her. Talia pounded my already raw butt with the leather ping pong paddle and all her weight behind the paddle made my ass feel like raw meat. Lorraine had me tongue her ring and make gushy noises as I sucked on her asshole. She turned and Talia pushed my face down in Lorraine’s cunt and I ate her off again. Lorraine told me my once pretty face was now defiled with black woman cunt juice, ass smell and spit.
They dragged me to the powder room and shoved me to my knees. Lorraine very pointedly sais she intended to urinate on my whore face then piss into my toilet hole mouth (her words) and did I understand, I nodded. She pissed some and said to open my hole again referring to my mouth. She flooded me and had me drink. Talia also pissed across my forehead and let it flow down my face and the edges of my hair and my upper body. They did verbal on me again, hissing about my defiled face and how I resembled more of a pig than a girl. When they’d cut me to ribbons, Lorraine wiped my face and hair with a damp cloth, primarily to soak up the piss, not so much as to clean my face.
We moved back into the living room, them to the sofa, me in the floor facing them. Lorraine removed her bra and had me suck her tits. Then she pulled her panty hose off and told me to suck her toes and I think at one time she almost shoved all her toes into my mouth. She moved her foot to my cunt and wiggled her toes against my clit, I got right to the edge of an orgasm and she stopped. She told me to eat her again and I did. Talia grabbed my hair and wrestled my face up to her tits again, then down between her fleshy thighs.
When I was through with this there was more facial slapping, and nasty references to my face and how messy I was. Lorraine got right in my face and cursed me and told me what a tramp I was and referred to my face as nasty, filthy, ugly, and messy and one step below a toilet. It was cutting deep. She said she had every right to beat me, didn’t she. I nodded, finally said yes Maam, but in my mind I was thinking, you’ve already beat the hell out of me. I was starting to fade but didn’t tell them.
Lorraine got a set of thick leather padded cuffs and cuffed my hands behind me. They pulled me up and walked me to the dining room. She had me watch her put on a strappy with a thick black dildo and lubed it then she pushed me face down across the table and kicked my legs apart. I felt the tip of the dildo poke at my asshole. I tensed. She told me to relax then began pushing the thing into my ass. I yelled. She let me get the feel of it then began short rhythmic strokes. Again I groaned loudly. She kept fucking my ass and told me I damn well better not cumm and called me a little cunt. I kept groaning and muttering oh god. She kept yelling “whore.” When she finished raping my ass she took a flogger and beat the hell out of my buttocks, inner thighs and back. Then Talia put on the strappy, applied more lube and poked it right back against my asshole. She thrust it in and began fucking me. Lorraine sat in a chair so she could see my face. She got right up to my face and cursed me again. While Talia raped my ass until I had tears in my eyes, Lorraine told she loved seeing tears as much as white whores love having their ass fucked and I should thank them for being so kind. I obliged her and thanked them for fucking my ass. Talia withdrew and she, too, whipped my ass and thighs again but it wasn’t as powerful as what Lorraine did.
They pulled me up from the table and shoved me to my knees again. Talia stuck the dildo, well scented with my ass smell, right into my mouth and had me suck it. That brought more from Lorraine about me being a nasty fucking pig white woman sucking the dirty dildo. There were tons more comments about my mouth and my face being defiled. Their verbal was as intense and degrading as anything I can remember.
Lorraine went back to her bedroom and came back with something in a box. When she took it out I immediately recognized it as a sybian and went OMG. She put it in front of the sofa and ran the cord over to an outlet. She put the thickest of 3 attachment dildos on the thing, lubed it then lubed me, even though I was wet as hell. She had me sit on it. To make things totally out of my control, she roped my left ankle to my wrist cuffs and did the same to my right ankle. I could not rise off the machine. She put nipple clamps on me, weighted them and started the machine.
They sat there and watched me fuck myself or I should say the machine fuck me. At first it was wildly erotic and I told them I was going to cumm. They laughed and said that’s what whores do. I rocked off an orgasm then another. The thing became more intense, vibrating rotating and penetrating me incessantly, hitting my spot and clit. She turned up the juice with the remote. All my motions kept me jiggling and moaning, the clamps and weights tugged at my nipples. She’d vary the speed. At times it would stop then she’d start it again and I’d start rocking off on it. I dried out and it became irritating. She stopped, worked lube into my cunt and started it again. I lost count and was begging them to stop. She pulled the weights and clamps off and beat my tits with a flogger until I was shedding tears again. She called me white trash multiple times. At times she’d bitch at me and tell me to earn my money, give them some more cumms to laugh about. It was off the charts. I kept cumming and screaming. They poured more champagne, tilted a glass to my lips and just laughed theirs butts off at me. Lorraine said, “Ride ‘em cowgirl.” I know my eyes were wide, begging, pleading. I have no clue how long this went on.
Finally she stopped the machine and untied my ankles. I rolled off and lay in the floor my cunt felt like I was still on the thing. Lorraine called me a wimp and began hitting me with the flogger as I rolled around on the floor. While I was on my back, Talia came over and squatted down on me and smothered me under her massive thighs and ass, putting her pussy over my face. Instinctively, I began eating her. Lorraine grabbed my left leg and pulled it straight up and flogged my swollen cunt. I’d twist sideways and when I did she’d smack my asshole. I struggled to breath under Talia’s weight.
She took the cuffs off and told me I had 10 minutes to clean up and get ready to leave; the limo was due momentarily. I was so exhausted I couldn’t move for a moment. I asked if I could please shower but she told me “hell no.”
I went back to the guest bedroom, pissed and splashed some water on my face but I still smelled like whore and I knew it. I muttered to myself about not being allowed to clean up. I dressed and came back to the living room. Lorraine handed me a wad of bills and told me to get my filthy ass out of there. I paused to thank them but Lorraine told me get and she’d call me soon. I just left and met the limo in the parking lot. Embarrassed at my appearance and smell, my hair still damp from piss, I ducked into the back and asked the driver to please get me home as quickly as possible. The look on his face would have stopped time. Gawd knows what he thought.
I took the wad of bills out and counted $1100 and a note that said “limo ride part of tip. more to come.” I sighed.
I called Katrina, left a message that I was okay and on my way home. I opened a ginger ale and a pack of cheese crackers. Somewhere on the way home my cell rang, I answered and about fell over when I heard MW’s laughing voice. She asked me how it felt to be a whore now. I asked how she found out. She said there isn’t much that happens around here that she didn’t know about. She asked who I liked best her or Lorraine. I said you both have redeeming qualities. She said imagine both of us together and you holed up for a weekend. I said I’d be dead. She retorted, oh no… we don’t kill the good ones, talk to you later, and hung up. I was in dizzy wondering what the fuck.
The limo got me home about 4:35. I gave the driver a $50 tip, avoided his stares and rushed into the house. I sent a brief note to Jody, and headed straight for the shower then took a soak bath for about 20 minutes then started recording the days activities.
My ass and inner thighs are raw. I’ll have significant bruises for days. My asshole feels like there’s a plug stuffed in me and my cunt is swollen. My hips ache from being tied on that sybian. I need some rest.
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Lorraine called me again Thursday to confirm our conversation, gave me some details and let me know all I needed to bring was my body and some slinky lingerie to change into.
Friday morning I dressed in a long sweater dress, tights and boots. I selected my Lucite heels and a couple of sexy pieces of lingerie to take with me and put those in a small shoulder bag. The weather here was still crappy; temps not reaching the freezing mark and the ground still snow and ice covered from the mess that fell 5 days ago.
I watched from the window of my study until I saw the limo, an average sized black one, arrive around 10:40. I grabbed my winter coat, the bag and locked the house. The driver, a middle aged white male, met me at the steps and escorted me to the car. When I slipped into the back I was surprised to see another woman there and she quickly introduced herself as Lorraine. She was dressed in a red mini and sweater top, and a fur jacket, black patterned hose, stylish black boots. She was attractive, gravitated toward the plus sizes but well proportioned. Since she had ample free time on her hands and thought it would be a good idea to ride back with me which would give us a chance to talk and get to know each other a little bit better. She was sipping champagne and poured me a glass as well. We chit chatted briefly then she told me she’d turned off the intercom between us and the driver and she wanted to know my background.
I told her about Jody urging me to start fucking and making a whore of myself. After considerable conversation, she asked me to define the one thing that pushed me over the edge and made me realize I was a slut. I told her it was the night back in the fall of 2007 when I cut my hair for Jody and spent the night in a cage inside my house. I went into great detail and she loved it. I moved on to Katrina, the constant servitude, the tag team approach between both of my owners, the toilet activities, the variety of women I’d served from Mavis to teens. At the conclusion of this, she said it’s apparent I’d loved every minute of it. I told her there’d been a few rough spots; some things had gone awry, but for the most part this is what I am. She asked why I started hooking for black women to use; did I realize how unique that was? I said I did it at the demand of my owners and didn’t look at it as unique, just a new form of serving and sometimes even against my better judgment, I simply can't say "no."
We’d sipped champagne throughout this conversation. We were sitting across from each other. I complimented her on her clothing, particularly her boots. She said then why don’t I show her some serious love and extended one leg towards me. I caught the meaning of her comment, put my champagne glass in the holder and slipped to the floor of the limo. I started licking and kissing her boots. My cunt started throbbing. She seemed pleased; I continued. She told me to suck the heel of the boot (probably about a 3 or3 ½ spiked heel.) I did so without hesitating. I did the other boot as well in the same way. She separated her legs and told me to lick up her thighs, under her mini. I moved up on her thighs and to my surprise, the pantyhose she was wearing had a large cutout area around her cunt and ass. She was not wearing panties. She told me to go where she wanted it. She was smooth and I became absorbed in her perfumed cunt. I licked her and kissed her, flicked my tongue over her clit and into her vagina. She had the champagne glass in one hand, used the other hand to pull her labia up tight and expose her clit more and I went for the clit and slipped two fingers into her swamp. She told me to be a white whore and make her cumm. She did it quietly, but thrust her cunt at me and I knew. I swirled my tongue then she relaxed, I blew my breath on her cunt as she ebbed. She said if I did everything as willingly as I’d just do, we’d have a pleasant day and I’d be money well spent. She told me not to wipe my face because she liked how my face looked, my make up smeared, her juices glistening, like a pig that had been rutting around in her cunt.
I slipped back to my seat and drank more champagne. She reiterated that she might make the day a bit demanding but she understood I could take a lot. I told her I’m hers and I intend to see that she and her friend are satisfied.
She gazed out the window and told me we were almost to her condo. I looked at my watch; the ride had taken about an hour. The limo drove through a gate and stopped by her condo building. She told the driver when to return. Inside the building we took an elevator to the third floor and entered her unit.
Her condo was a 2 ½ bath 2 bedroom unit decorated in black, tan, red yellows and splashes of green. It sounds bizarre but it was totally African and came across well. She showed me to the guest bedroom to change but cautioned me not to touch my face, i.e., to correct my make up or the essence of her cumm still smeared on me. I stripped everything off and put on a purple negligee with matching thong, garter belt and dark taupe hose then the Lucite heels. While I was changing I heard the other woman arrive. I stepped out to a smile from Lorraine and also met Talia.
Talia was about 5’5’, slightly heavier, probably in the 160 pound range, didn’t have much of a waistline and her hair was streaked with tinges of gray. I introduced myself to her. She eyed me with a menacing smirk.
I noticed on the bar between the kitchen and dining room someone had assembled a collection of toys, many of them whipping or flogging devices. Lorraine had striped down to the black pantyhose with a wide sumptuous cutout area around her ass and cunt. She wore a black bra and still had on the boots. Talia removed her wool dress and revealed sheer red panties and bra, red hose and black heels.
Talia laughed at my smeared make up and the telltale traces of Lorraine’s orgasm on me. She poked at Lorraine for being greedy to which Lorraine suggested she get a sampling of what I could do. Talia snorted, sat in a dining room chair and told me to come on.
I quickly gathered that this was to be an afternoon of sex without loving, kissing or romantic overtones. I dutifully and knelt in front of Talia. She unfastened her bra and I sucked her ponderous tits. She said little then lifted her sumptuous hips. I slid her full cut panties off. Her cunt was as bushy as they come but I worked through her thicket and parted her labia with my hands to expose her pinkness against her coal black skin. The contrast was amazing. I began eating her, again without love, just purposeful sex. I felt extremely whorish. Her thighs were massive and reminded me of Ophelia. She responded slowly but I knew she was holding back on purpose so I increased my attention to her clit and buried my face deeper into her cunt. She came and dribbled fluid, and some piss on my face.
Talia recovered and moved about 5 feet away to the carpeted area of the living room and leaned over a cushioned chair with her ass stuck back. She said … come on bitch, you know what to do. I crawled over and separated her thighs and buried my face again this time in her hairy ass slit. Lorraine used her hands to separate Talia more and I pushed my face in deeper and flicked and tongued her rose. Lorraine commented about a white whore eating black ass, the lowest of the low. I felt my cunt tingle and kept going. As I was doing this Lorraine started beating my ass, told me to get my knees apart so she could get to my cunt and ass easier. I turned for a moment and saw she had a thin leather paddle in one hand and a leather ping pong paddle in the other. I went back to Talia’s ass.
I was sucking her and she farted loudly right in my mouth, I gagged. She bitched at me and Lorraine beat me harder, on each cheek with the ping pong paddle and right in the crack of my ass with the thin paddle. Lorraine told me I should be thankful it was only a fart. Lorraine pulled my thong down to my knees, and beat my asshole with the thin paddle, landed a few on my cunt and smacked me so hard I yelled. My ass and cunt were stinging. She laughed and beat my ass harder. For a moment I wondered what I got myself into.
After I got Talia off for the second time, and my face smelled to high heavens of her musky ass, they stood me up, my thong down around my knees, and Talia moved behind me and held my arms together behind my back. Lorraine stood in front of me and cursed at me about having a messy face, smelling like I’d been ass sucking. She spit in my face several times. She went after my face, pinching my cheeks, nose and twisting my ears, nose and lips. Then she slapped me more and spit gobs of her saliva at me. She kept cursing me. Once she held my mouth open and spit directly into my mouth. Then she attacked my tits, slapping them back and forth with her hands. She told me I was nothing more than raw meat to her, that she bought me and paid for the pleasure of fucking me.
Her whole tone was different. Again I did a mental flip flop about being here. But instead, I blurted out that I was her bought and paid for whore. She brought the thin paddle down across my cunt hard, and I mean hard; I yelled again. She kicked my legs apart and paddled my cunt again. Then she yanked my thong completely off and literally ripped the negligee off me, left it hanging in shreds and ripped my hose. She told me if I was lucky they wouldn’t do the same thing to my clothes and that she wasn’t above sending me home in the limo naked. All I could do was stammer out, yes ma’am. She bent over a chair and told me to get my face in her dirty ass. I went for it and sucked her. Talia pounded my already raw butt with the leather ping pong paddle and all her weight behind the paddle made my ass feel like raw meat. Lorraine had me tongue her ring and make gushy noises as I sucked on her asshole. She turned and Talia pushed my face down in Lorraine’s cunt and I ate her off again. Lorraine told me my once pretty face was now defiled with black woman cunt juice, ass smell and spit.
They dragged me to the powder room and shoved me to my knees. Lorraine very pointedly sais she intended to urinate on my whore face then piss into my toilet hole mouth (her words) and did I understand, I nodded. She pissed some and said to open my hole again referring to my mouth. She flooded me and had me drink. Talia also pissed across my forehead and let it flow down my face and the edges of my hair and my upper body. They did verbal on me again, hissing about my defiled face and how I resembled more of a pig than a girl. When they’d cut me to ribbons, Lorraine wiped my face and hair with a damp cloth, primarily to soak up the piss, not so much as to clean my face.
We moved back into the living room, them to the sofa, me in the floor facing them. Lorraine removed her bra and had me suck her tits. Then she pulled her panty hose off and told me to suck her toes and I think at one time she almost shoved all her toes into my mouth. She moved her foot to my cunt and wiggled her toes against my clit, I got right to the edge of an orgasm and she stopped. She told me to eat her again and I did. Talia grabbed my hair and wrestled my face up to her tits again, then down between her fleshy thighs.
When I was through with this there was more facial slapping, and nasty references to my face and how messy I was. Lorraine got right in my face and cursed me and told me what a tramp I was and referred to my face as nasty, filthy, ugly, and messy and one step below a toilet. It was cutting deep. She said she had every right to beat me, didn’t she. I nodded, finally said yes Maam, but in my mind I was thinking, you’ve already beat the hell out of me. I was starting to fade but didn’t tell them.
Lorraine got a set of thick leather padded cuffs and cuffed my hands behind me. They pulled me up and walked me to the dining room. She had me watch her put on a strappy with a thick black dildo and lubed it then she pushed me face down across the table and kicked my legs apart. I felt the tip of the dildo poke at my asshole. I tensed. She told me to relax then began pushing the thing into my ass. I yelled. She let me get the feel of it then began short rhythmic strokes. Again I groaned loudly. She kept fucking my ass and told me I damn well better not cumm and called me a little cunt. I kept groaning and muttering oh god. She kept yelling “whore.” When she finished raping my ass she took a flogger and beat the hell out of my buttocks, inner thighs and back. Then Talia put on the strappy, applied more lube and poked it right back against my asshole. She thrust it in and began fucking me. Lorraine sat in a chair so she could see my face. She got right up to my face and cursed me again. While Talia raped my ass until I had tears in my eyes, Lorraine told she loved seeing tears as much as white whores love having their ass fucked and I should thank them for being so kind. I obliged her and thanked them for fucking my ass. Talia withdrew and she, too, whipped my ass and thighs again but it wasn’t as powerful as what Lorraine did.
They pulled me up from the table and shoved me to my knees again. Talia stuck the dildo, well scented with my ass smell, right into my mouth and had me suck it. That brought more from Lorraine about me being a nasty fucking pig white woman sucking the dirty dildo. There were tons more comments about my mouth and my face being defiled. Their verbal was as intense and degrading as anything I can remember.
Lorraine went back to her bedroom and came back with something in a box. When she took it out I immediately recognized it as a sybian and went OMG. She put it in front of the sofa and ran the cord over to an outlet. She put the thickest of 3 attachment dildos on the thing, lubed it then lubed me, even though I was wet as hell. She had me sit on it. To make things totally out of my control, she roped my left ankle to my wrist cuffs and did the same to my right ankle. I could not rise off the machine. She put nipple clamps on me, weighted them and started the machine.
They sat there and watched me fuck myself or I should say the machine fuck me. At first it was wildly erotic and I told them I was going to cumm. They laughed and said that’s what whores do. I rocked off an orgasm then another. The thing became more intense, vibrating rotating and penetrating me incessantly, hitting my spot and clit. She turned up the juice with the remote. All my motions kept me jiggling and moaning, the clamps and weights tugged at my nipples. She’d vary the speed. At times it would stop then she’d start it again and I’d start rocking off on it. I dried out and it became irritating. She stopped, worked lube into my cunt and started it again. I lost count and was begging them to stop. She pulled the weights and clamps off and beat my tits with a flogger until I was shedding tears again. She called me white trash multiple times. At times she’d bitch at me and tell me to earn my money, give them some more cumms to laugh about. It was off the charts. I kept cumming and screaming. They poured more champagne, tilted a glass to my lips and just laughed theirs butts off at me. Lorraine said, “Ride ‘em cowgirl.” I know my eyes were wide, begging, pleading. I have no clue how long this went on.
Finally she stopped the machine and untied my ankles. I rolled off and lay in the floor my cunt felt like I was still on the thing. Lorraine called me a wimp and began hitting me with the flogger as I rolled around on the floor. While I was on my back, Talia came over and squatted down on me and smothered me under her massive thighs and ass, putting her pussy over my face. Instinctively, I began eating her. Lorraine grabbed my left leg and pulled it straight up and flogged my swollen cunt. I’d twist sideways and when I did she’d smack my asshole. I struggled to breath under Talia’s weight.
She took the cuffs off and told me I had 10 minutes to clean up and get ready to leave; the limo was due momentarily. I was so exhausted I couldn’t move for a moment. I asked if I could please shower but she told me “hell no.”
I went back to the guest bedroom, pissed and splashed some water on my face but I still smelled like whore and I knew it. I muttered to myself about not being allowed to clean up. I dressed and came back to the living room. Lorraine handed me a wad of bills and told me to get my filthy ass out of there. I paused to thank them but Lorraine told me get and she’d call me soon. I just left and met the limo in the parking lot. Embarrassed at my appearance and smell, my hair still damp from piss, I ducked into the back and asked the driver to please get me home as quickly as possible. The look on his face would have stopped time. Gawd knows what he thought.
I took the wad of bills out and counted $1100 and a note that said “limo ride part of tip. more to come.” I sighed.
I called Katrina, left a message that I was okay and on my way home. I opened a ginger ale and a pack of cheese crackers. Somewhere on the way home my cell rang, I answered and about fell over when I heard MW’s laughing voice. She asked me how it felt to be a whore now. I asked how she found out. She said there isn’t much that happens around here that she didn’t know about. She asked who I liked best her or Lorraine. I said you both have redeeming qualities. She said imagine both of us together and you holed up for a weekend. I said I’d be dead. She retorted, oh no… we don’t kill the good ones, talk to you later, and hung up. I was in dizzy wondering what the fuck.
The limo got me home about 4:35. I gave the driver a $50 tip, avoided his stares and rushed into the house. I sent a brief note to Jody, and headed straight for the shower then took a soak bath for about 20 minutes then started recording the days activities.
My ass and inner thighs are raw. I’ll have significant bruises for days. My asshole feels like there’s a plug stuffed in me and my cunt is swollen. My hips ache from being tied on that sybian. I need some rest.
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Sunday, January 2, 2011
Jan 1, 2011: Starting the New Year
Molly and Kayla showed up around 6:30 on New Years Eve. I still felt crummy so we didn’t fuck. She ordered Chinese take out and they stayed until 8:30 then left for a party, begging and bitching at me to go. I just couldn’t, felt halfway decent but still way too crummy so I begged off. I went to sleep when she left.
At 2:07 in the morning my cell rang. It was Molly; blitzed, said she was coming back over to crash. I told her please do.
Molly arrived totting an opened bottle of champagne. Another car pulled into the drive behind her and that turned out to be Rhonda, who was also at the party, and a girl named Jamie, whom I’d never met before. Molly was so out of it and I asked her if she’d called her mom. Apparently her mom was at a party downtown but I insisted that Molly call and at least leave a text that she was crashing at a friend’s house, which, surprisingly, she did.
The four of us quickly finished the champagne. I had a bottle of Prosecco in the fridge that I’d chilled for the holidays. I opened that and the four of us polished off that bottle and some snack mix and lemon cakes. It became explicitly clear to me that Jamie, a raven haired minx in a tight sequined top and black mini, somewhat older, had the hots for Rhonda and they were looking for a place to get better acquainted. In fact Jamie dumped her boy friend at the party and snuck out with Rhonda. I couldn’t help but laugh because these two were all over each other. I motioned to the stairs and told them the guest room at the end of the hall was all theirs.
Molly was feeling no pain, leaning against me on the sofa and about to doze off. Clearly everybody needed to be horizontal and the 4 of us went upstairs. I kissed Rhonda, wished her good luck (like she needed it, ha) and she and Jamie disappeared into the guest room. I guided Molly into my bedroom. I undressed her and put her in the bed with me. She passed out within 60 seconds. I wrapped my arms around her and cuddled her, stroked her hair and kissed her neck, face and shoulders. Otherwise, I didn’t do anything except let her drift off to sleep. As I lay there with her in my arms I’d hear noises coming from the guest bedroom, the sounds of spankings and constant orgasms. I was almost asleep when Rhonda tiptoed into my bedroom and asked if she could borrow some rope and things from my toy bag. I laughed and told her where she’d find the bag in my study.
Shortly thereafter, I heard loud moaning from the guest room, presumably Jamie.
I woke around 7:30 and made coffee then returned to Molly in bed. When she stirred around 10:00 to pee and got under the covers, I was all over her, kissed her and fingered her off. I slid down and began licking her.
That’s how I was when Rhonda eased her way into the room; my face in Molly’s pussy, my butt pouched back, knees under me. I turned to look at her but Rhonda urged me to continue what I was doing. She rubbed my butt then disappeared down the hall and came back with a dildo. She worked it in my cunt and began slapping my butt. Shortly Jamie appeared, plopped on the edge of the bed, wrapped the sheets around her and watched. I felt her touch my butt a few times and she and Rhonda giggled back and forth. Rhonda easily made me cumm and I brought Molly to an orgasm again.
The four of us sat there on the bed. Molly blatantly told Jamie what a slut I was. As Jamie shifted her body around, I got a good look at her beaten butt and rope marks on her wrists, ankles legs and tits. Her body is great, larger than average breasts, reasonably proportioned body and trimmed pussy. I told her she had a beautiful body. Molly told me she wanted to see me eat her. Jamie didn’t seem to mind and next thing I knew my mouth was all over her pussy and ass. Rhonda swung her leg around and straddled Jamie’s face. Molly shoved fingers in me and I came again as did Jamie and Rhonda. From there Rhonda flipped me over on my back and stuck her butt in my face; I sucked her off and Molly had Jamie eat her. We carried on like this for probably 30-40 minutes; just soft constant sex and cumming until all of us were in lala land. I found out that Molly had never met Jamie until the party.
After we peed we got in the double shower, everybody washed everybody until we were clean. I provided towels, a hair dryer and robes or cover-ups. We went downstairs to the kitchen and I fixed fresh coffee, made bacon and eggs and toast. They made a few phone calls.
I asked where Stephanie was and found out she, too, was sick with the flu and didn’t attend this party. Kayla and a couple of other girls crashed at the party and now were over at Linda’s. Molly got a call from her mom and figured she needed to put in an appearance at home. Rhonda thanked me for the hospitality and she and Jamie left. I took a few moments to thank Molly and told her how much I enjoyed her being there and how glad I was that we finally found a way to spend the night together. She told me the next time is at her place and I’d be sleeping in her closet if I was lucky. I told her I’d do it.
I went to the guest room, picked up all the well used toys and straightened things up, then came back to my bed for a serious nap. The essence of sex was all over the sheets. I lay there, thought of Molly in bed with me and frigged off.
At 2:07 in the morning my cell rang. It was Molly; blitzed, said she was coming back over to crash. I told her please do.
Molly arrived totting an opened bottle of champagne. Another car pulled into the drive behind her and that turned out to be Rhonda, who was also at the party, and a girl named Jamie, whom I’d never met before. Molly was so out of it and I asked her if she’d called her mom. Apparently her mom was at a party downtown but I insisted that Molly call and at least leave a text that she was crashing at a friend’s house, which, surprisingly, she did.
The four of us quickly finished the champagne. I had a bottle of Prosecco in the fridge that I’d chilled for the holidays. I opened that and the four of us polished off that bottle and some snack mix and lemon cakes. It became explicitly clear to me that Jamie, a raven haired minx in a tight sequined top and black mini, somewhat older, had the hots for Rhonda and they were looking for a place to get better acquainted. In fact Jamie dumped her boy friend at the party and snuck out with Rhonda. I couldn’t help but laugh because these two were all over each other. I motioned to the stairs and told them the guest room at the end of the hall was all theirs.
Molly was feeling no pain, leaning against me on the sofa and about to doze off. Clearly everybody needed to be horizontal and the 4 of us went upstairs. I kissed Rhonda, wished her good luck (like she needed it, ha) and she and Jamie disappeared into the guest room. I guided Molly into my bedroom. I undressed her and put her in the bed with me. She passed out within 60 seconds. I wrapped my arms around her and cuddled her, stroked her hair and kissed her neck, face and shoulders. Otherwise, I didn’t do anything except let her drift off to sleep. As I lay there with her in my arms I’d hear noises coming from the guest bedroom, the sounds of spankings and constant orgasms. I was almost asleep when Rhonda tiptoed into my bedroom and asked if she could borrow some rope and things from my toy bag. I laughed and told her where she’d find the bag in my study.
Shortly thereafter, I heard loud moaning from the guest room, presumably Jamie.
I woke around 7:30 and made coffee then returned to Molly in bed. When she stirred around 10:00 to pee and got under the covers, I was all over her, kissed her and fingered her off. I slid down and began licking her.
That’s how I was when Rhonda eased her way into the room; my face in Molly’s pussy, my butt pouched back, knees under me. I turned to look at her but Rhonda urged me to continue what I was doing. She rubbed my butt then disappeared down the hall and came back with a dildo. She worked it in my cunt and began slapping my butt. Shortly Jamie appeared, plopped on the edge of the bed, wrapped the sheets around her and watched. I felt her touch my butt a few times and she and Rhonda giggled back and forth. Rhonda easily made me cumm and I brought Molly to an orgasm again.
The four of us sat there on the bed. Molly blatantly told Jamie what a slut I was. As Jamie shifted her body around, I got a good look at her beaten butt and rope marks on her wrists, ankles legs and tits. Her body is great, larger than average breasts, reasonably proportioned body and trimmed pussy. I told her she had a beautiful body. Molly told me she wanted to see me eat her. Jamie didn’t seem to mind and next thing I knew my mouth was all over her pussy and ass. Rhonda swung her leg around and straddled Jamie’s face. Molly shoved fingers in me and I came again as did Jamie and Rhonda. From there Rhonda flipped me over on my back and stuck her butt in my face; I sucked her off and Molly had Jamie eat her. We carried on like this for probably 30-40 minutes; just soft constant sex and cumming until all of us were in lala land. I found out that Molly had never met Jamie until the party.
After we peed we got in the double shower, everybody washed everybody until we were clean. I provided towels, a hair dryer and robes or cover-ups. We went downstairs to the kitchen and I fixed fresh coffee, made bacon and eggs and toast. They made a few phone calls.
I asked where Stephanie was and found out she, too, was sick with the flu and didn’t attend this party. Kayla and a couple of other girls crashed at the party and now were over at Linda’s. Molly got a call from her mom and figured she needed to put in an appearance at home. Rhonda thanked me for the hospitality and she and Jamie left. I took a few moments to thank Molly and told her how much I enjoyed her being there and how glad I was that we finally found a way to spend the night together. She told me the next time is at her place and I’d be sleeping in her closet if I was lucky. I told her I’d do it.
I went to the guest room, picked up all the well used toys and straightened things up, then came back to my bed for a serious nap. The essence of sex was all over the sheets. I lay there, thought of Molly in bed with me and frigged off.
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