Mar 15, 2011: Katrina and Friends

Katrina wanted me at her townhouse Tuesday afternoon at 4:30 to atone for a casual remark I made to Joan about gang bangs which came across as far too flippant. From her tone, I suspected discipline would probably include in some way a beating or spanking.

That morning she called and added stipulations to my visit; that around 2:30 I was to give myself a normal enema followed by a cleansing enema and for my appointment with them, I was to dress nicely including a sexy bra and panty set.

I followed her instructions and arrived at her townhouse around 430. I was prepared to strip immediately but instead she had me fix drinks and serve them. Within minutes, two of her friends, Annette and Belinda, both of whom I’d served but hadn’t seen in over a year, arrived with giddy smiles on their faces. I began to suspect a session of the highest order. I served the guests. Nothing highly sexual was said initially until everyone was well settled. I fixed a second round for all of us. Katrina shifted the conversation and had me tell Annette and Belinda about my transgressions. She also instructed me to fill them in on my afternoon in Mavis basement, my weekend with Jas and her friends plus my weekend with Molly and her friends. She told them about my casual remark to Joan’s suggestion of one a month.

By now I could feel the tension building. Katrina had me face her guests and remove my clothes slowly until I was in beige panties, dark taupe thigh highs and heels. No one said anything; that to me was a bad sign.

Katrina told me to clear the coffee table and drape it with a beach towel and a small blanket which I would find in the linen closet and to fetch her bag which I’d find in her bedroom closet. I did as instructed, bringing the items and then clearing the coffee table. Then she told me to climb on the table in panties and thigh highs and get on all fours. Once on all fours the four of them came over and Katrina had me put my face and shoulders on the table which left my hips and ass high and exposed.

They positioned me with my knees about 12-15 inches apart then began tying me to the table. They tied roped around my ankles and tied those ropes to the legs of the table. My wrists were extended down to the front legs of the table and tied my wrists to the table legs. They looped a rope around my waist and tied the ends to the legs of the table also. I certainly wasn’t going anywhere. My face was against the table and my ass up in the air.

They lowered my panties to the bottom of my ass cheeks and made comments about my ass, things like … look at that ass, doesn’t it look like an ass that needs to be beaten. Make comments back and forth between them like they were examining an inanimate object. They’d touch it, stroke it and give my ass mild slaps.

Katrina handed out paddles, crops and things to beat me. Joan got a paddle. After talking like I wasn’t even there, Joan started applying forceful strokes to my ass, not hard but enough to make a loud smacking noise. She’d say things like, Katrina, darling, I wonder what it will take to straighten this girl out. Annette had a short whip of some sort and flailed me across the butt until it was stinging and I was moaning and almost crying. Belinda had something, I’m not sure what, but she joined in, too. They went back and forth with different devices until both my butt cheeks were on fire.

Then they pulled my panties down to mid thigh and pulled my cheeks apart. They started talking about my ass hole and how it needed to be fucked. They talked about how many times my ass must have been fucked by countless black women; traced their finger nails around my rose and then scrap their nails against my rose hard enough to make me yell. They talked back and forth about how it was a whore’s asshole and made nasty, biting degrading remarks about my hole and what was the biggest thing it could take. Then they began slapping my asshole with a crop and something else, a thin paddle I think. I never saw it but it felt like something Katrina had used on me before when she beats my hole. I’m fairly sure all of them beat me and I have no idea how many times they hit me.

They released my ass cheeks and talked about my cunt, how it was leaking and made a damp spot on my panties. They pinched and pulled my lips and made comments about my pinkness and that my cunt was nothing but a sloppy whore’s cunt. They commented that it had been fucked probably a 1000 times a year. Then they laughed about how much my cunt got slapped and abused, that most women couldn’t conceive of taking that much pain on their cunt. To prove their point they started slapping my cunt with their hands and a pussy flogger. Katrina told me that I dare not cumm during this.

I was shaking so hard all over. I was hot. I could have frigged off in 10 seconds.

Katrina asked if I was hot, I moaned “yes”. She said they’d take are of that. I thought that mean I’d get fucked and allowed to cumm. But she walked out of the room and the next thing I hear was ice falling into a container and Katrina walking back to me. She stuck the edge of an ice cube against my rose. I yelled. But she pushed the ice into my asshole, then another one. I was going absolutely out of my mind. She pushed an ice cube into my cunt and followed that with three others. That was miserable.

Katrina raised my panties enough to cover my asshole and poked her finger against the material and forces some of it into my hole. She used her finger to wiggle the material around and said she was doing a check to see if my ass hole was properly clean. She seemed satisfied and said I was safe for fucking.

She got two strappys out of her bag; one had a thick black dildo and another one with a longer, thinner red gel dildo. Katrina decided they would take turns fucking my ass first then do the same with my cunt. She gave Joan the honor of going first. One of them lubed my ass Joan used the thin red dildo and eased that into me. I groaned and adjusted to the shaft. Then she began raping my asshole and picked up a quicker rhythm. Katrina, Annette and Belinda sat of the couch and had me turn my face toward them so they could see my anguish while Joan fucked me. Looking at them was terribly humiliating. When Joan finished ass fucking me, Belinda took her turn, Joan joined the others on the couch and laughed at me. This same process continued through Annette fucking my ass and finally Katrina who switched to the thicker dildo, lubed me again and eased the thing into me. I was gritting my teeth and groaning. When the ass fucking was over Joan swatted my hole with the crop and made me count out 25 times she hit me. I was in agony when she finished and tears forming in my eyes.

They took a few minutes to sanitize the dildos; that gave me a break. Katrina told me they were going to do the same to my cunt and regardless of how badly I wanted to, if I came without permission, I was toast. Joan started fucking my cunt and bad mouthing me the whole time. As before, the three who were not fucking me sat on the sofa and glared into my face and occasionally told me how slutty I was or such things. Annette went next and used the thicker dildo. Belinda followed her with the thick one and Katrina finished me with the thinner, more flexible one. I was dying. I desperately wanted a cumm. Katrina would ask me if I wanted one and I’d say yes but she tell me I hadn’t been fucked enough. I’d hold back. Finally Katrina let Joan come back with the thicker dildo and ram my cunt. I was on fire; I thought I’d lose it. I begged Joan repeatedly. Each time she would deny me the pleasure. Finally she gave me permission and rammed the hell out of me. I came multiple times until I was exhausted.

They took a break and refilled their drinks again. In a few minutes they untied me and took my panties off which Joan got as a token gift. I went to piss. When I came back Annette, Belinda and Joan were on the sofa, Katrina sitting in the end chair. She directed me to the sofa where I knelt before Annette and pulled her panties down and kissed her pussy and licked her until she came. From there I moved down the line to Belinda and did the same then to Joan who taunted me the entire time about being a worthless cunt sucking slut.

Katrina directed me to the kitchen and had me heat up a quiche and prepare a salad for dinner. During dinner I knelt beside Joan’s chair and accepted food from her hand then crawled to the others and did the same. You can imagine the comparisons they verbalized.

Joan wanted to beat me some more but Katrina said no. To demonstrate her superiority over me though, Joan bent over the dinner table and had me suck her ass. This was not a simple act. Annette and Belinda stood over me and hurled insults at me about my tongue being on Joan's asshole. Their comments were nasty, like they asked me how much I enjoy sucking black ass. Joan shifted away and had me suck Belinda’s ass and Annette’s in much the same way. Each of them leaned over the table and I’d crawl around lowering their panties and separating their ass cheeks and plunging my tongue in. given that this took place at the dinner table was somewhat symbolic. Annette had me finger her ass and suck my finger.

Things were getting pretty gross. They asked if I took brown and ate it. Katrina told me to reply honestly. The conversation moved to browning and Katrina said she was inclined to give a demonstration of degrading me. She pinched my face and told me I will take her brown for my guest’s, wont you, I said yes. Annette and Belinda hooted. Katrina had me refill drinks including my own.

She led me to the bathroom and had me take off my hose and heels so I was entirely naked. She told me to get in the tub, shut the drain and lie down. She had me piss in the tub for everybody then had Joan piss on me. Annette soaked me as well; when Belinda went to piss on me Katrina made mention that I got off by people pissing in my hair. So Belinda had me beg her to piss in my hair.

Katrina had me reposition myself so I was on my back but not lying in the direction of the tub. I had my back against the far wall and my legs spread as wide as possible and draped over the sides off the tub. She had me slide down so my butt was against the side of the tub closest to them. She squatted so her butt was facing me and told me to start frigging off. I did. She pissed on me then her hole flared and her turd plopped out on my tits. I frigged like crazy and she bitched at me to use my free hand to wipe shit over my tits. I was frigging, cumming, wiping like some demented gross whore. There was a moment of absolute supreme sexual exhilaration but that was followed by the most god awful shame and humiliation.

That wiped me out. Katrina told me to get my breath and clean the tub and shower. They went back downstairs and I sat there stunned at what I’d done. I cried a bit but I knew that was futile. Finally I got past it and cleaned the tub and showered. While I was drying my hair, Katrina came up, held me and reassured me I’d preformed extremely well.

I came down and Katrina told me I could apologize to Joan again then dress and leave. I did so and ignored the huge smirk Joan had on her face. I left around 9:30.