Blog 11 05 24 Valerie Tuesday
I got there around 1:30. I wore a simple sundress, slut panties and medium heeled sandals. As always, I took my bag.
Only Val was home. Sammie was late from her part time morning job and Nina of course, still in school. Val said none of that mattered because she wanted some time alone with me and Sammie had hogged the show yesterday. She did not tell Sammie I was coming back over.
It was hot as blazes today, low 90’s and all the room air conditioners were running full blast. We had another drink and I got a better feel for the house and the living situation. The house is Sammie’s. Sammie and Nina each have a bedroom on the main level, Val’s bedroom and bath is upstairs. Across the stairs from Val’s room is an unfinished room. There’s some stuff stored in there but no real furniture other than a spare single bed. There is a partial basement, washer and dryer down there and steps leading up to the outside. The whole place needs some work but overall it’s not bad.
Val and I fixed drinks and went up to her bedroom. I pulled sundress and panties off and undressed her. She made me kiss her ass and pussy, then suck her breasts and nipples. I began exploring her cunt and used my mouth, fingers and a vibe to make her cumm. She fitted the strappy around her and had me suck the shaft to lube it. Then she fucked my cunt until I came. She rammed it back into my mouth and pulled my nipples while I sucked it clean.
We talked a bit. I explained the relationship with my owners, Jody and Tisha, my partial owners, Whitney being one of them. I told her the basement scene at Mavis was a concoction of Jody’s and Tisha’s marvelous minds working in tandem. To somewhat of a lesser degree, so was the weekend in Tisha’s basement and Alanna’s barn. I told her she’d seen me at my worst (or best) on those two occasions and basically I’m powerless to resist being abused and humiliated in any number of ways. Although it drives me crazy at times in the end it usually gives me a sexual thrill. My self respect went out the window long ago. I went back over yesterday and said them tying me and Nina making me cumm was a perfect example of how perverse I’ve become.
During this conversation Sammie got home and came upstairs where we were. She told me I was foolish to come back because no white woman in her right mind would come back for more. Without anything else being said, she took her clothes off and got on the bed beside us. I knew what she wanted and went for her pussy. I separated her chubby legs and found her hairy bush matted with her odor. I just went for her and working my tongue and fingers through her thicket and spread her pinkness. Then I stared licking and teasing her clit until she started going off like skyrockets.
When she recovered, she had me stand by the side of the bed, spread my legs wide and bend forward so my elbows were on the bed. Then she got the strappy from Val and began fucking my cunt. It was not gentle but I took it. She said fucking a white woman was now her most favorite thing in life; that and a bunch of other stuff like obviously I came back over here to get fucked and suck cunt. I came twice before she decided I’d been fucked enough.
Val told her that I’d been telling about my slut stuff. Sammie slapped my ass and said she wanted to hear this from me. There’s a small upholstered chair in the corner of Val’s room. She sat and told me to stand straight in front of her, legs apart, hands clasped behind my back. Val handed her a belt from the closet.
She was pissed and said she wanted to hear these things from me and not her stepdaughter. She went into a rant about it being her house and she didn’t like finding things second hand. She slapped my ass with the belt and said I damn well better understand and she wanted to hear personally what I’d done.
I went back over what I said to Val, discussed both of you and the impact you’d had on my slut life, training me and creating this constant craving for abuse and humiliation.
She asked specific questions about how I came to be such a whore to black women. I told her I’d done over 100 black women and if they had friends who might be interested, I would accept it. What happened in Mavis basement was a situation where girls told girls which Val well knew since Ayesha, Felicia’s friend, is the one who told her. My owners said I’d be doing all of the 15 girls at some point again. I talked about the number of teens I’d done. I also talked about Mavis and her cage and well as the one in my own house; being fucked in Daphne’s garage and several other instances. I told her my owners were always looking for situations involving extended periods of nudity, confinement and intense humiliation and degradation and multiple women. I let it all out.
She thought for a moment and said … so, we, meaning the 3 of them, can do about anything they wanted. I said yes; I’m that bad. I told Val she’d seen what happened in the basement and the barn so she should know there aren’t many limits. To appease Sammie, I described the basement and barn scenes in great detail.
She told me to get my toy bag and to follow her across the hall. We went into the unfinished room which was sweltering hot in the low 90’s heat. She got a small wooden stool and told me to sit. When I did she tied my feet to the rungs of the stool and my hands behind me. Without saying anything they left the room and shut the door. Immediately I felt the heat. There’s no a/c in that room and the window was shut tight. Within minutes I was sweating. It wasn’t long before my body was glistening with my sweat and trickling down to the plywood floor. I could not figure out where they went or why this was taking place. In a few more minutes the door opened and they came back in. Sammie said that was 25 minutes; how’d I like a full day of that and they’d only come in to fuck me and beat me and didn’t give a damn how miserable they made me as long as I sucked cunt. She said she has never been one of those fancy people who charge money to beat people but she knows enough to handle me. I got the point. She said the same thing could happen in the garage or in the basement. She asked if I remembered Nina pouting yesterday because she couldn’t beat my pussy while I was chained up in the basement like I was at Mavis. I told her I remembered. Sammie said she didn’t want to blow Nina’s mind quite yet.
I asked if she had a grudge against white women and she said most black women do and she was no exception. She asked how long I had today. I told her at best an hour to and a half. She said that wasn’t long enough because she wanted to see me suffer; stay the night. I told her I couldn’t right now but given some advance notice I could set things up, particularly if it was a weekend. She didn’t like that answer and told me I’d stay like this until Nina came home. They shut the door again.
It probably wasn’t 5-10 minutes until the three of them opened the door. Nina had this wild expression on her face which reminded me of Jas. They untied my feet from the stool and took me back across the hall to Val’s room. Sammie had me kneel on the floor. Sweat rolled off me for several minutes. Sammie told me to ask Nina if I could kiss her pussy. I started telling her how much I wanted to kiss her. Nina had this blank expression on her face. Val hit me across my ass with the belt and then my tits and told me to beg harder. I did. She hit me a few more times. Nina giggled. I begged more. Finally Sammie took the belt and beat my ass, tits and tummy. Nina kept giggling and said this was funny. I asked her, please, I want to kiss her pussy.
Sammie told her daughter it was okay and I couldn’t touch her unless she wanted me to but it would be nice if she showed me her pussy. Nina nodded and slowly removed her shorts and blouse. I started squirming and asked her again. Sammie swatted my tits again. Nina pulled her panties off and I went in deep moans and told her please let me. She took a step closer but was still out of reach.
She asked me if she let me kiss her pussy could she beat my cunt. I said yes. She giggled and moved in front of me. I moved my face until I was right at her and licked her once. She moved a bit closer and I licked her slit again. Finally she separated her legs and I licked again. I licked her passionately and told her she had a beautiful pussy. She let me lick her some more then backed away and said she wanted to hit my pussy. Sammie pulled me to my feet and had me step my legs wider than shoulder width, then handed Nina the belt and told her to use this. She began swatting my cunt, not hard but enough to cause me to flinch. Sammie told her to swing underhanded right between my legs. The girl responded immediately and must have hit me 10-15 times. She’d giggle when I moaned. Her mom encouraged her to do more and she picked up the pace and the intensity until Sammie told her “good girl”. I swayed back and forth and felt the effect and she kept swinging the belt under my slit, hitting me. Some caught me in the right places and I winched though I could never quite achieve a cumm. Nina asked if she could do some more and Sammie told her he could do all she wanted. She hit me harder and I was humping empty air trying to cumm. Sammie told her I was about to cumm; did she want to see me do that? She nodded. Sammie handed her my vibe and told her to rub that against my cunt. When she did I went off the charts, thrusting and humping the toy. She was expressionless except for her constant giggling. I kept humping, meeting the toy until I moaned and told her I was cumming. She pulled it away but I still got a decent cumm and sank to my knees panting. I got my breath and thanked her.
The girl seemed pleased at what she’d done, judging from the smile on her face. Nonchalantly she asked if she could put her clothes on now. Sammie laughed and let her.
Val untied me. I went to the bathroom and peed and wiped sweat off me. I knew it was well after 530 and I had to get out of there.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
May 23, 2011: Valerie on Monday
After discussions with Jody this morning I chose a pair of the open crotch panties, a white demi bra and a mini, sheer white blouse and red high heel sandals. I took my toy bag and headed to Valerie’s arriving there just before 2:00.
The place itself is a small house in a somewhat rural neighborhood of similar houses. Hers was a white framed 1 1/2 story (cape cod style?), overgrown shrubbery, average size fenced yard that backed up to woods, a detached 2-car garage to the right separated by a breezeway. The garage was full of junk (both garage doors open). I parked in the dirt drive. I say all this because I was alone, had never been to her place before and wanted to observe the surroundings.
Valerie came to a side door and let me in. I thanked her for seeing me. She asked me if I wanted a drink and poured me a gin and tonic. She was dressed in very tight turquoise shorts, a black camisole which fully displayed her breasts. I could discern a panty line under the shorts. Other than flip-flips, that was it. I took a couple of sips of the drink, told her she looked hot and she exchanged the greeting. What went through my mind was this is the first time Valerie has seen me in clothes.
But the noise of someone coming from the back rooms told me she was not alone. I expected the noise to be Nina, her stepsister, but instead I saw a rather robust, somewhat heavy set woman. Valerie introduced me to her stepmom, Sammie.
Sammie said nothing at first and looked me up and down. I wasn’t sure if she knew why I was there until she mouthed “so you’re the whore who fucked my daughters.” I blushed, introduced myself and responded that I recently met Valerie. Sammie, who had on a pair of white slacks, two sizes too small and a man's shirt buttoned at the waist. She sauntered over to the counter and mixed a drink I wasn’t sure what to say and dealt with this awkward silence not knowing who was really in charge. You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife.
After downing the drink, Sammie understood from Valerie I got off on having black women beat me up and fuck me. I took a deep breath and wondered what the fuck I’d gotten myself into but said I’d come over because Valerie had invited me and yes, I’d fucked her. Sammie snorted out a laugh. Val said she’d told her about the gang bang in Mavis basement and the weekend she used me in Tisha’s basement and Alanna’s barn. My face turned redder. Sammie asked what was in the bag (referring to my toy bag) and before I could answer, she opened it and pulled some things out and said I was a hard assed bitch. At the point I felt exposed to the core.
Sammie mouthed at me some more and finally said something like when was I going to take my clothes off, she wanted to see me naked like Val and Nina had. I was caught between her cold stare and Valerie’s haughty, laughing look. Obvious I expected at some point to strip for Valerie but Sammie made this whole thing weird and tense and emotionally this suddenly became gutsy and almost cold. But I started stripping … blouse, bra, and mini. When I dropped the mini, Sammie went nuts staring at my cunt poking through the open crotch panties.
I stood there with only my red heels and the slut panties on until Sammie came over and grabbed my cunt with one hand and slapped my face with the other, she grabbed the panties and yanked them down to my upper thighs and told me to take them off. I did. For some reason I sheepishly asked if Nina was coming and was told to shut up. Sammie gave me a total bear hug, wrapping her massive arms around my upper body which pinned my arms against my side. She pulled me against her so hard I thought she was going to squeeze me in two but she started kissing me and biting my lip. I winced; she told me she understood I liked it rough. Sammie kept crushing my lips with hers; attacking my mouth, still had me locked in a bear hug and kept saying she was going to have some fun with me. She picked me up as if I weighted nothing, carried me down the hall into a bedroom and flung me down on the bed.
Sammie started stripping. As her body that came into view, I went oh fuck. She had a tattoo across her upper back that had eagle wings spread and “Satan’s Toy” inked across the wings. Her breasts were enormous and pendulous. She had no waist, a massive bubble butt, fleshy thighs and a totally natural pussy. Val had also taken her clothes off and the two of them began arguing about got me first. Sammie easily won. She plopped on the pillows and told me to eat her pussy. I didn’t have time to respond before she grabbed my hair and pressed my face to her pussy.
Her aroma was almost overwhelming; musky, strong and salty but wet as rain. She talked about how funny it was to see a white whore between her thighs and made insulting remarks about how I was her first white bitch. She would grab my hair and smear my face around in her pussy. Her clit was huge. I quickly found out it didn’t take a lot of attention to that to get her popping off orgasms. I think she had three right off the top.
Finally she relented and let Valerie have a turn. My face was already sloppy but Val, sitting at the other end of the bed, pulled me around and shoved my face into her cunt. Val was so much fresher and flowing. I licked her off.
But as soon as Val came, Sammie pulled me back to her end of the bed and forced me on my back. She asked if her cunt excited me, I said yes. She said give me some more and waddled her knees on either side of my head, her thick calves on either side of my shoulders and lowered her body until her butt was smashing my tits and her cunt at my face. I stared into her wild bush of pussy as she spread her chubby thighs and smothered my face with her cunt. Sammie cursed me and rode me to another series of cumms.
When she took a breather Val pulled me back to her cunt. I was on my tummy with my face tilted up and my mouth on her pussy. I ate her for a long time until she turned to her side and pulled her ass cheek apart. She told me she wanted me to suck her ass like I did in Alanna’s barn and at the gang bang in Mavis basement. I with for the pinkness of her inner rose and began licking and sucking.
Sammie hit my ass, and scratched me. Finally she started beating my ass. She kept cursing me while I ate Val’s rose. Again she pulled me away from Valerie, got on all fours on the bed and stuck her ass back at me and said she wanted some of that. Val let me go and positioned me on my knees behind her stepmom and guided my face to sammies plump ass. If her pussy was strong her ass was close to rank. Her hole was extremely hairy, musky and her ass cheeks literally trapped my face. Val worked a finger in my ass and her own vibe into my cunt while I ate Sammie.
That’s how we were when Nina’s voice called out that she was home. Within seconds she was back in the bedroom. I thought to myself what an impression this must make on this girl to see a white woman eating her mother’s ass and her stepsister fucking me. Nobody stopped doing a thing except Sammie and Nina kissed and hugged.
I was embarrassed but I figured it couldn’t get any worse. I tired to say hello to Nina but Sammie to me to get my trashy tongue back where it belonged. I eventually came right in front of Nina from Valerie’s fucking. Sammie was unrelenting and had me continue to suck her ass and with help form her fingers, she came again. Nina observed all of this. When I extracted my face from Sammie’s cheeks I looked briefly at Nina and said “hi” but Sammie pulled my face down and stuffed her pendulous tit in my mouth. Nina was acting extremely pouty and while I sucked Sammie’s tits she kept asking when she got to beat my pussy again. Sammie told her in a minute.
Shortly thereafter Sammie slid away form me. She asked Nina if this old whore (me) had eaten her before. Nina replied no. Sammie told Nina to undress. She suddenly turned shy but Sammie coaxed her out of her clothes, al least her shorts, gym shoes and socks. She stood there with a camisole top, a barely needed bra and panties. Sammie did not insist that she strip more but encouraged her to stand close to the edge of the bed which she did. Val and Sammie roughly pulled me across the bed and to a position where my face was inches from Nina’s pussy. I was staring into her pale blue cottons with some pink and yellow roses. Sammie got off the bed and kissed her daughter and told her having a white slut to use was a grand thing. Nina said she had already spanked my pussy some in the basement (Mavis) when I was chained up and she wanted to do it again. Sammie and Val laughed but said they didn’t have chains (I wasn’t about to tell them I had chains in my car) but what if they tied me. Nina said that was okay but could they take me to the basement. I said nothing. Sammie said lets do it here. They’d tied me. Finally Nina, with somewhat of a disappointed look in her face said that was okay. I think she had this mental image of Mavis basement back in February and that was her frame of reference.
Val got my bag and took some rope and tied my hands behind me. She pushed me back and spread my legs and roped each ankle to the corners of the bed frame. I was in heat and squirming back and forth. Val asked her step sister if this was okay. Nina smiled. She started hitting me, lightly at first, with her hand. I’d moan and trust me; none of my moans were faked. Val told her to hit me harder. Nina would hit me and then giggle and hit me again. I was on fire. I’d look at her face while she spanked my cunt. Her eyes caught mine but she didn’t say anything; she just kept hitting. It wasn’t hard or that hurtful; it was humiliating to the max. Sammie would smile and encourage her; so did Val. Nina was eating it up and hitting me harder. Once she said this hurts my hand but Sammie laughed and said it’s hurting the slut’s pussy far more. Val handed Nina a clothes pin from my bag and told her to put it on my clit and held the hood back so she could do it. I screamed and Nina giggled. She hit me a few more times and I screamed and came in tears. Sammie hugged Nina and told her to go get her reward, indicating she should let me lick her pussy. Nina crawled beside me and pulled her panties down slightly, just enough to expose her bare pussy. I turned my face toward her and licked her. She told her mom that felt funny but let me keep licking. She’d giggle and settle in to my strokes then giggle and move away. She did that probably 3-4 times until she pulled away for good. I’m sure it was incomplete but she was smiling nonetheless.
They untied me and I rushed to the bathroom to pee. We wandered back down the short hall to the kitchen for drinks, water for me and a Pepsi for Nina.
I had to go and dressed and put things back in my bag. Sammie gave me a dirty look that leaving was not what she had in mind for me. I apologized but I was already running out of time. I thanked them and left.
Valerie is the offspring of her father who divorced and married Nina’s mom, Sammie. Her father is since left the household.
The place itself is a small house in a somewhat rural neighborhood of similar houses. Hers was a white framed 1 1/2 story (cape cod style?), overgrown shrubbery, average size fenced yard that backed up to woods, a detached 2-car garage to the right separated by a breezeway. The garage was full of junk (both garage doors open). I parked in the dirt drive. I say all this because I was alone, had never been to her place before and wanted to observe the surroundings.
Valerie came to a side door and let me in. I thanked her for seeing me. She asked me if I wanted a drink and poured me a gin and tonic. She was dressed in very tight turquoise shorts, a black camisole which fully displayed her breasts. I could discern a panty line under the shorts. Other than flip-flips, that was it. I took a couple of sips of the drink, told her she looked hot and she exchanged the greeting. What went through my mind was this is the first time Valerie has seen me in clothes.
But the noise of someone coming from the back rooms told me she was not alone. I expected the noise to be Nina, her stepsister, but instead I saw a rather robust, somewhat heavy set woman. Valerie introduced me to her stepmom, Sammie.
Sammie said nothing at first and looked me up and down. I wasn’t sure if she knew why I was there until she mouthed “so you’re the whore who fucked my daughters.” I blushed, introduced myself and responded that I recently met Valerie. Sammie, who had on a pair of white slacks, two sizes too small and a man's shirt buttoned at the waist. She sauntered over to the counter and mixed a drink I wasn’t sure what to say and dealt with this awkward silence not knowing who was really in charge. You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife.
After downing the drink, Sammie understood from Valerie I got off on having black women beat me up and fuck me. I took a deep breath and wondered what the fuck I’d gotten myself into but said I’d come over because Valerie had invited me and yes, I’d fucked her. Sammie snorted out a laugh. Val said she’d told her about the gang bang in Mavis basement and the weekend she used me in Tisha’s basement and Alanna’s barn. My face turned redder. Sammie asked what was in the bag (referring to my toy bag) and before I could answer, she opened it and pulled some things out and said I was a hard assed bitch. At the point I felt exposed to the core.
Sammie mouthed at me some more and finally said something like when was I going to take my clothes off, she wanted to see me naked like Val and Nina had. I was caught between her cold stare and Valerie’s haughty, laughing look. Obvious I expected at some point to strip for Valerie but Sammie made this whole thing weird and tense and emotionally this suddenly became gutsy and almost cold. But I started stripping … blouse, bra, and mini. When I dropped the mini, Sammie went nuts staring at my cunt poking through the open crotch panties.
I stood there with only my red heels and the slut panties on until Sammie came over and grabbed my cunt with one hand and slapped my face with the other, she grabbed the panties and yanked them down to my upper thighs and told me to take them off. I did. For some reason I sheepishly asked if Nina was coming and was told to shut up. Sammie gave me a total bear hug, wrapping her massive arms around my upper body which pinned my arms against my side. She pulled me against her so hard I thought she was going to squeeze me in two but she started kissing me and biting my lip. I winced; she told me she understood I liked it rough. Sammie kept crushing my lips with hers; attacking my mouth, still had me locked in a bear hug and kept saying she was going to have some fun with me. She picked me up as if I weighted nothing, carried me down the hall into a bedroom and flung me down on the bed.
Sammie started stripping. As her body that came into view, I went oh fuck. She had a tattoo across her upper back that had eagle wings spread and “Satan’s Toy” inked across the wings. Her breasts were enormous and pendulous. She had no waist, a massive bubble butt, fleshy thighs and a totally natural pussy. Val had also taken her clothes off and the two of them began arguing about got me first. Sammie easily won. She plopped on the pillows and told me to eat her pussy. I didn’t have time to respond before she grabbed my hair and pressed my face to her pussy.
Her aroma was almost overwhelming; musky, strong and salty but wet as rain. She talked about how funny it was to see a white whore between her thighs and made insulting remarks about how I was her first white bitch. She would grab my hair and smear my face around in her pussy. Her clit was huge. I quickly found out it didn’t take a lot of attention to that to get her popping off orgasms. I think she had three right off the top.
Finally she relented and let Valerie have a turn. My face was already sloppy but Val, sitting at the other end of the bed, pulled me around and shoved my face into her cunt. Val was so much fresher and flowing. I licked her off.
But as soon as Val came, Sammie pulled me back to her end of the bed and forced me on my back. She asked if her cunt excited me, I said yes. She said give me some more and waddled her knees on either side of my head, her thick calves on either side of my shoulders and lowered her body until her butt was smashing my tits and her cunt at my face. I stared into her wild bush of pussy as she spread her chubby thighs and smothered my face with her cunt. Sammie cursed me and rode me to another series of cumms.
When she took a breather Val pulled me back to her cunt. I was on my tummy with my face tilted up and my mouth on her pussy. I ate her for a long time until she turned to her side and pulled her ass cheek apart. She told me she wanted me to suck her ass like I did in Alanna’s barn and at the gang bang in Mavis basement. I with for the pinkness of her inner rose and began licking and sucking.
Sammie hit my ass, and scratched me. Finally she started beating my ass. She kept cursing me while I ate Val’s rose. Again she pulled me away from Valerie, got on all fours on the bed and stuck her ass back at me and said she wanted some of that. Val let me go and positioned me on my knees behind her stepmom and guided my face to sammies plump ass. If her pussy was strong her ass was close to rank. Her hole was extremely hairy, musky and her ass cheeks literally trapped my face. Val worked a finger in my ass and her own vibe into my cunt while I ate Sammie.
That’s how we were when Nina’s voice called out that she was home. Within seconds she was back in the bedroom. I thought to myself what an impression this must make on this girl to see a white woman eating her mother’s ass and her stepsister fucking me. Nobody stopped doing a thing except Sammie and Nina kissed and hugged.
I was embarrassed but I figured it couldn’t get any worse. I tired to say hello to Nina but Sammie to me to get my trashy tongue back where it belonged. I eventually came right in front of Nina from Valerie’s fucking. Sammie was unrelenting and had me continue to suck her ass and with help form her fingers, she came again. Nina observed all of this. When I extracted my face from Sammie’s cheeks I looked briefly at Nina and said “hi” but Sammie pulled my face down and stuffed her pendulous tit in my mouth. Nina was acting extremely pouty and while I sucked Sammie’s tits she kept asking when she got to beat my pussy again. Sammie told her in a minute.
Shortly thereafter Sammie slid away form me. She asked Nina if this old whore (me) had eaten her before. Nina replied no. Sammie told Nina to undress. She suddenly turned shy but Sammie coaxed her out of her clothes, al least her shorts, gym shoes and socks. She stood there with a camisole top, a barely needed bra and panties. Sammie did not insist that she strip more but encouraged her to stand close to the edge of the bed which she did. Val and Sammie roughly pulled me across the bed and to a position where my face was inches from Nina’s pussy. I was staring into her pale blue cottons with some pink and yellow roses. Sammie got off the bed and kissed her daughter and told her having a white slut to use was a grand thing. Nina said she had already spanked my pussy some in the basement (Mavis) when I was chained up and she wanted to do it again. Sammie and Val laughed but said they didn’t have chains (I wasn’t about to tell them I had chains in my car) but what if they tied me. Nina said that was okay but could they take me to the basement. I said nothing. Sammie said lets do it here. They’d tied me. Finally Nina, with somewhat of a disappointed look in her face said that was okay. I think she had this mental image of Mavis basement back in February and that was her frame of reference.
Val got my bag and took some rope and tied my hands behind me. She pushed me back and spread my legs and roped each ankle to the corners of the bed frame. I was in heat and squirming back and forth. Val asked her step sister if this was okay. Nina smiled. She started hitting me, lightly at first, with her hand. I’d moan and trust me; none of my moans were faked. Val told her to hit me harder. Nina would hit me and then giggle and hit me again. I was on fire. I’d look at her face while she spanked my cunt. Her eyes caught mine but she didn’t say anything; she just kept hitting. It wasn’t hard or that hurtful; it was humiliating to the max. Sammie would smile and encourage her; so did Val. Nina was eating it up and hitting me harder. Once she said this hurts my hand but Sammie laughed and said it’s hurting the slut’s pussy far more. Val handed Nina a clothes pin from my bag and told her to put it on my clit and held the hood back so she could do it. I screamed and Nina giggled. She hit me a few more times and I screamed and came in tears. Sammie hugged Nina and told her to go get her reward, indicating she should let me lick her pussy. Nina crawled beside me and pulled her panties down slightly, just enough to expose her bare pussy. I turned my face toward her and licked her. She told her mom that felt funny but let me keep licking. She’d giggle and settle in to my strokes then giggle and move away. She did that probably 3-4 times until she pulled away for good. I’m sure it was incomplete but she was smiling nonetheless.
They untied me and I rushed to the bathroom to pee. We wandered back down the short hall to the kitchen for drinks, water for me and a Pepsi for Nina.
I had to go and dressed and put things back in my bag. Sammie gave me a dirty look that leaving was not what she had in mind for me. I apologized but I was already running out of time. I thanked them and left.
Valerie is the offspring of her father who divorced and married Nina’s mom, Sammie. Her father is since left the household.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
May 19 2011: Making Love with Molly
She came around 2:30. I met her at the door wearing just a pair of the open crotch slut panties which delighted her. I told her that since the fashion show about a month ago I’d stayed true to her wishes and worn either open crotch panties or none at all. That put a bigger smile on her face.
After razzing me a little bit and having me reaffirm my love for her, she told me she was hungry. I fixed her a cheese omelet and toast.
While she ate we talked. I told her I was prepared to give her what she wanted for a graduation present, namely that I’d have a Brazilian wax front and back and keep myself that way all summer but I’d have to wait a couple of weeks to do it. She actually cheered and told me I was such a good slut. She told me there’d be a huge pool party at her place in early June and as long as I had it done by then she didn’t care. She added all her group would be there, her mom, probably a few other people. she also told me she’d decided not to take a year off and travel Europe but to attend a local university in the fall, though she and Stephanie were going to Europe this summer for two weeks. That warmed me because now I know she’ll be close by.
When she finished her meal, I told her I wanted her and that Jody told me I was to offer her $50.00 for the privilege. She laughed and said she’d always take the money but I didn’t have to pay her. I reiterated Jody had given me an ultimatum and I was prepared to go through with it.
We moved upstairs to my bedroom and kissed for a long time until I slowly undressed her, sucking her nipples and rubbing her cunt. I got the $50.00 and knelt in front of her and gave her the money, then lowered my face to her pussy. I know her pussy so well and hit all the right spots until she came in a serious of moans. I cleaned her and licked her rose and told her how much I enjoyed doing this to her.
We stayed there for a long time and talked some more. She brought up the pool party in early june and told me I had to have an appropriate bikini, one that ties on the sides. I told her I’m way past that stage but she insisted. Eventually I told her I’d find one if that’s really what she wanted. We started making out again and she told me to get a dildo, one that I’d use on my pussy. I got what she wanted. I laid on my back and she straddled my face and I began licking her rose and pussy, spreads my legs and fucked myself. It was absolutely beautiful. We held off until both of us were ready and came. we kissed and ended the session.
After razzing me a little bit and having me reaffirm my love for her, she told me she was hungry. I fixed her a cheese omelet and toast.
While she ate we talked. I told her I was prepared to give her what she wanted for a graduation present, namely that I’d have a Brazilian wax front and back and keep myself that way all summer but I’d have to wait a couple of weeks to do it. She actually cheered and told me I was such a good slut. She told me there’d be a huge pool party at her place in early June and as long as I had it done by then she didn’t care. She added all her group would be there, her mom, probably a few other people. she also told me she’d decided not to take a year off and travel Europe but to attend a local university in the fall, though she and Stephanie were going to Europe this summer for two weeks. That warmed me because now I know she’ll be close by.
When she finished her meal, I told her I wanted her and that Jody told me I was to offer her $50.00 for the privilege. She laughed and said she’d always take the money but I didn’t have to pay her. I reiterated Jody had given me an ultimatum and I was prepared to go through with it.
We moved upstairs to my bedroom and kissed for a long time until I slowly undressed her, sucking her nipples and rubbing her cunt. I got the $50.00 and knelt in front of her and gave her the money, then lowered my face to her pussy. I know her pussy so well and hit all the right spots until she came in a serious of moans. I cleaned her and licked her rose and told her how much I enjoyed doing this to her.
We stayed there for a long time and talked some more. She brought up the pool party in early june and told me I had to have an appropriate bikini, one that ties on the sides. I told her I’m way past that stage but she insisted. Eventually I told her I’d find one if that’s really what she wanted. We started making out again and she told me to get a dildo, one that I’d use on my pussy. I got what she wanted. I laid on my back and she straddled my face and I began licking her rose and pussy, spreads my legs and fucked myself. It was absolutely beautiful. We held off until both of us were ready and came. we kissed and ended the session.
Friday, May 20, 2011
May 17, 2011: At Kim's
Tuesday morning, I arrived around 930 as she requested. Since the purpose of the visit, at least part of it, was to clean her house, I brought the maids outfit and showed it to her. In her straight forward way, she told me to forget it, that anything on my body got between her and what she wanted from me and I’d clean in the nude. I stripped.
She began talking down to me and fondling my body until I was mentally and physically worked up. She lowered her jeans and panties and had me kneel and eat her ass. I licked her ass and played with her pussy until she came. I told her I was ready for about anything and how much I wanted her. She gave me a butt plug and lube and I went through the ritual of lubing my ass and inserting the plug. Once I did, however, she shoved me aside and told me to clean while she finished going through business paperwork pertaining which was spread over her breakfast table. She told me to get my white ass busy cleaning her place. I started at the back of the house, did the bedrooms and baths and worked my way back to the kitchen and family room area. I could hear her talking on the phone a couple of times.
Around 1030 she pushed her paper work aside and told me to come over there. I did and instinct told me to kneel. She grabbed my face and totally got harsh with me. She rubbed her foot against my pussy several times and when she pulled it away it was coated with my sticky juices. She had me lower my face and lick her shoe clean. She told me that when we’re together I do what she wants, when she wants it, did I get it? I said yes Ma’am.
While on my knees, she tied my hands behind me, roped my tits and upper arms, stripped nude and had me eat her pussy. After she’d cumm, she pushed me to the small attached garage, threw me on the floor and tied my legs together. She told me somebody was coming over to discuss some business I better keep my mouth shut. To be sure I did, she gagged me with a strip of cloth and knotted it behind my head. She went back in the house. I sat there and waited.
A few minutes later I heard somebody drive up and come into the house. I heard her talking to what sounded like a woman and a man inside the house. How long that lasted I had no idea but I would say around 30 minutes.
The car drove away and presumably they left. Kim came out. I noticed she was dressed. She removed my gag and untied me. All she said was that visit was business. I asked no questions.
She told me she’d have to go soon and unfortunately would have to cut the morning short but she knew I wanted a cumm. I nodded. She said I was a desperate little cunt and would do anything for a cumm. She gave me a dildo and a vibe and told me to fuck myself. (the plug was still in.) I was still sitting in the garage floor; she leaned against a wall and told me to amuse her. I started fucking myself and buzzing my nipples and clit. She told me how cute I was and if circumstances were different she’d leave me tied up and locked in the garage while she took care of things at work. Her words got all over me, I moaned. She asked if I liked that idea. I was panting in heat but I nodded. She laughed at me and said she’d have to consider than someday. I exploded and squirted. She kept talking and told me to keep fucking. She said it was too bad she didn’t have a nice playroom like Tisha but maybe she could rig something up out here that would be interesting. She went on about it and I came again. By now she was teasing me incessantly with her words. She came over and pissed on me while I fucked myself to a third cumm. She laughed and called me her little garage whore. She told me to stop and clean the pussy and pee puddles. I did.
We went back in the house and I removed the plug and cleaned her toys. I asked if I could shower but she said she didn’t have time. So I wiped off with wet paper towels and dressed. We left together and I thanked her.
She began talking down to me and fondling my body until I was mentally and physically worked up. She lowered her jeans and panties and had me kneel and eat her ass. I licked her ass and played with her pussy until she came. I told her I was ready for about anything and how much I wanted her. She gave me a butt plug and lube and I went through the ritual of lubing my ass and inserting the plug. Once I did, however, she shoved me aside and told me to clean while she finished going through business paperwork pertaining which was spread over her breakfast table. She told me to get my white ass busy cleaning her place. I started at the back of the house, did the bedrooms and baths and worked my way back to the kitchen and family room area. I could hear her talking on the phone a couple of times.
Around 1030 she pushed her paper work aside and told me to come over there. I did and instinct told me to kneel. She grabbed my face and totally got harsh with me. She rubbed her foot against my pussy several times and when she pulled it away it was coated with my sticky juices. She had me lower my face and lick her shoe clean. She told me that when we’re together I do what she wants, when she wants it, did I get it? I said yes Ma’am.
While on my knees, she tied my hands behind me, roped my tits and upper arms, stripped nude and had me eat her pussy. After she’d cumm, she pushed me to the small attached garage, threw me on the floor and tied my legs together. She told me somebody was coming over to discuss some business I better keep my mouth shut. To be sure I did, she gagged me with a strip of cloth and knotted it behind my head. She went back in the house. I sat there and waited.
A few minutes later I heard somebody drive up and come into the house. I heard her talking to what sounded like a woman and a man inside the house. How long that lasted I had no idea but I would say around 30 minutes.
The car drove away and presumably they left. Kim came out. I noticed she was dressed. She removed my gag and untied me. All she said was that visit was business. I asked no questions.
She told me she’d have to go soon and unfortunately would have to cut the morning short but she knew I wanted a cumm. I nodded. She said I was a desperate little cunt and would do anything for a cumm. She gave me a dildo and a vibe and told me to fuck myself. (the plug was still in.) I was still sitting in the garage floor; she leaned against a wall and told me to amuse her. I started fucking myself and buzzing my nipples and clit. She told me how cute I was and if circumstances were different she’d leave me tied up and locked in the garage while she took care of things at work. Her words got all over me, I moaned. She asked if I liked that idea. I was panting in heat but I nodded. She laughed at me and said she’d have to consider than someday. I exploded and squirted. She kept talking and told me to keep fucking. She said it was too bad she didn’t have a nice playroom like Tisha but maybe she could rig something up out here that would be interesting. She went on about it and I came again. By now she was teasing me incessantly with her words. She came over and pissed on me while I fucked myself to a third cumm. She laughed and called me her little garage whore. She told me to stop and clean the pussy and pee puddles. I did.
We went back in the house and I removed the plug and cleaned her toys. I asked if I could shower but she said she didn’t have time. So I wiped off with wet paper towels and dressed. We left together and I thanked her.
May 11, 2011: Kim Here
I met Kim in thigh highs, heels, cut out panties and a sheer bra. I wanted to dress sexy for her. She arrived around noon. Right from the get-go she asked me what my mood was and on a scale of 1 – 10 where was my slut meter. I told her I wasn’t totally back up to my peak and I’d give myself about a 6 or 7. That didn’t set well with her. She told me she came to see a real slut and nothing short of fantastic would work.
I offered to fix lunch for her but she refused, saying she didn’t come for food, she came for my ass. Her 5’2” frame in jeans and sneakers, started pushing and lecturing me, 5’7” and in 3 ½ inch heels.
She accused me of dressing like a whore to distract her and made me strip completely nude. She backed me into a corner of the stairs and entry hallway and told me to get on my knees and thank her for being here. I knew what she wanted, unlaced her shoes and lowered her jeans and panties.
She spit on me, name called me, turned her butt to me and said worship her. I began sucking, licking and kissing. She kept making reference to my face and mouth on her ass hole and how that seemed a logical match to her. She drew out the dichotomy of a seemingly once normal white woman now sucking the black ass of her former maid. She threw this all over me in multiple ways; that I’d been caged like an animal, shit on, whipped, used as a toilet and I still let her in my house. Then she made me talk. I’d lick, pause and say a few things, lick again and tell her how much I enjoyed her ass. In essence she was making me verbally humiliate myself which kept on until I made her cumm.
She had me pull her belt out of her jeans and give it to her which I did, then crawl around my house nude while she swatted my ass with the belt. She had me fetch a paper bag which she brought with her and pull out a set of anal beads, 5 ping pong sized blue balls strung together and the large dildo she’d used on me at Tisha’s party. She lubed my ass and worked the beads in my ass. Then I had to crawl again with the anal beads in me while she swatted my ass some more. She’d make me stop, she’d pull a bead out, then I’d crawl again and we repeated this process until she’d extracted the beads.
I had to lower my face to the floor, butt stuck way up in the air. She had me suck the huge dildo and hand it to her. She lubed me again and began slowly working it into my ass. It was uncomfortable as hell; she knew it but didn’t care. After she’d fucked me with it she talked about being the first black woman to fist me and how my ass was now hers and that Tisha and you would probably approve. I had to thank her for fisting me.
She had me crawl to the powder room and bend back over the commode with the front of my body facing her and the back of my head tilted back over the toilet, my hair hanging down inside the commode. She straddled me and I ate her again while she insulted me. I made her cumm again then she pissed on me. She pressed her bare foot against my cunt and massaged me, bringing me right to the edge, stopping and doing some more. It was obvious she was controlling my need to orgasm. Again I had to verbally degrade myself while she pushed her toes inside my cunt and had me thrusting my cunt against her toes. I was right on the edge and begging for a cumm. But instead she moved her foot from my pussy to my mouth and had me lick her toes clean. She laughed, scolded and name called me until I was insane.
She moved her foot away and told me not to move from that position. She left the powder room for a minute or two and came back fully dressed. She said she had to go and I had two minutes to frig myself off in front of her and if I couldn’t cumm in that period of time, she’d probably cage me and walk out. I freaked and told her I could do it. She told me to start. I used my right hand and frigged while she berated me. I frigged like crazy and exploded, still bend back over the commode.
She said she’d see me later, walked out and shut the front door. I slid to the floor and sat there shaking. I frigged again. Finally I wobbled out of the powder room and picked up my lingerie. I looked at the kitchen clock; this whole thing had taken barely over an hour.
I started upstairs to shower but she called me. Again I thanked her. She told me I’d better get used to the humiliation and ass play and that she had something very specific in mind for me then abruptly hung up.
I offered to fix lunch for her but she refused, saying she didn’t come for food, she came for my ass. Her 5’2” frame in jeans and sneakers, started pushing and lecturing me, 5’7” and in 3 ½ inch heels.
She accused me of dressing like a whore to distract her and made me strip completely nude. She backed me into a corner of the stairs and entry hallway and told me to get on my knees and thank her for being here. I knew what she wanted, unlaced her shoes and lowered her jeans and panties.
She spit on me, name called me, turned her butt to me and said worship her. I began sucking, licking and kissing. She kept making reference to my face and mouth on her ass hole and how that seemed a logical match to her. She drew out the dichotomy of a seemingly once normal white woman now sucking the black ass of her former maid. She threw this all over me in multiple ways; that I’d been caged like an animal, shit on, whipped, used as a toilet and I still let her in my house. Then she made me talk. I’d lick, pause and say a few things, lick again and tell her how much I enjoyed her ass. In essence she was making me verbally humiliate myself which kept on until I made her cumm.
She had me pull her belt out of her jeans and give it to her which I did, then crawl around my house nude while she swatted my ass with the belt. She had me fetch a paper bag which she brought with her and pull out a set of anal beads, 5 ping pong sized blue balls strung together and the large dildo she’d used on me at Tisha’s party. She lubed my ass and worked the beads in my ass. Then I had to crawl again with the anal beads in me while she swatted my ass some more. She’d make me stop, she’d pull a bead out, then I’d crawl again and we repeated this process until she’d extracted the beads.
I had to lower my face to the floor, butt stuck way up in the air. She had me suck the huge dildo and hand it to her. She lubed me again and began slowly working it into my ass. It was uncomfortable as hell; she knew it but didn’t care. After she’d fucked me with it she talked about being the first black woman to fist me and how my ass was now hers and that Tisha and you would probably approve. I had to thank her for fisting me.
She had me crawl to the powder room and bend back over the commode with the front of my body facing her and the back of my head tilted back over the toilet, my hair hanging down inside the commode. She straddled me and I ate her again while she insulted me. I made her cumm again then she pissed on me. She pressed her bare foot against my cunt and massaged me, bringing me right to the edge, stopping and doing some more. It was obvious she was controlling my need to orgasm. Again I had to verbally degrade myself while she pushed her toes inside my cunt and had me thrusting my cunt against her toes. I was right on the edge and begging for a cumm. But instead she moved her foot from my pussy to my mouth and had me lick her toes clean. She laughed, scolded and name called me until I was insane.
She moved her foot away and told me not to move from that position. She left the powder room for a minute or two and came back fully dressed. She said she had to go and I had two minutes to frig myself off in front of her and if I couldn’t cumm in that period of time, she’d probably cage me and walk out. I freaked and told her I could do it. She told me to start. I used my right hand and frigged while she berated me. I frigged like crazy and exploded, still bend back over the commode.
She said she’d see me later, walked out and shut the front door. I slid to the floor and sat there shaking. I frigged again. Finally I wobbled out of the powder room and picked up my lingerie. I looked at the kitchen clock; this whole thing had taken barely over an hour.
I started upstairs to shower but she called me. Again I thanked her. She told me I’d better get used to the humiliation and ass play and that she had something very specific in mind for me then abruptly hung up.
Apr 30 2011: The Katrina Weekend; Saturday
Saturday morning. I woke and they let me out. I peed. I was numb, my body was marked and hurt and my ass was so sore I could barely sit. I ate yogurt and drank coffee from the dog bowl. Mavis came over and sat with me in the basement. She was impressed with Katrina’s playroom. She lectured me on my attempt to be a runaway slut and told me how she handled a similar situation years ago when she was in her prime. Supposedly she rented a storage bin and threw her slut in there for most of a day. I chilled.
Mavis had me eat her pussy and kiss her ass. We went over to the pile of kitty liter and I knelt so she could piss on me. Her final remark was she needed some of these things in her basement for me. She locked me in the cage and went upstairs.
Somewhat later Yvonne came over; she's the super bitchy one from the group that used me back in February. She’s one of the few that I’m honestly afraid of. She laughed her ass off at me in the cage, dragged me out and I ate her. She started to beat me. I yelled and Katrina came down, took her aside and they talked. Anyway there was no more beating from her but she did piss on me.
After chatting with Jody, Joan delivered a message to the slut with grace, pissed on her and let her know it was Jody. She asked if there was anything else and when we said no, she cried. None of that fazed us. We stuffed her back in the cage for the afternoon.
Around 430 we took salope out, cuffed her hands behind her and braided her hair into two pigtails. She muttered that this must be another directive from Jody but we ignored her remark. We dragged her to the garage, put her in the back of the van again then cuffed her ankles and attached a short chain between the two in a tight hogtie, for the sake of meanness we added a blindfolded and gag. (Joan is so funny; she really gets off on shuttling naked sluts around. Pervert!) We stopped by Mavis to pick her up then drove out to Salope’s house. There was one item I for got to take from her place, namely her pony tail plug. Mavis, Joan and I went inside and Mavis got a good look at Salope’s which one never knows will come in handy. As for slut she had no idea at the time where we were. What irony!
We got to Alanna’s place around 6:00 and took her out to the barn and locked her in an unused horse stall. Only then did we remove the blindfold.
In addition to Mavis, Joan and me, the others who came were Whitney, Karen, Jessie, Jeanne, Sharene, Yvonne and Valerie.
I wasn’t too surprised to end up at Alanna’s. Due to the remoteness of her place and privacy, it’s pretty ideal for this. Instead of taking me inside the house they removed my ankle cuffs and led me by my pigtails to the barn and put me in an empty horse stall, about 10 x 10. They attached a long chain to my collar and padlocked that to a large metal ring embedded on one of the walls of the stall.
The temps were in the low 80’s and the barn was stuffy. I knelt or sat and waited. As people arrived they’d come out to the barn and see me, taunt me, pinch me and make remarks about how low I was. Most of them I recognized though I had to be reintroduced to Valerie and Sharene. Most of them pissed on me. I was in a daze and sat there and took it; if an ass or pussy was stuck in my face I just sucked it like some zombie.
They all left and went back to the house. I knew they were grilling out because I smelled food. I was ravenously hungry. After some time alone everybody came out. Whitney hand fed me bits of steak and baked beans and raw carrots, I ate from her hand and the comparison to one of the horses sank over me totally. When I finished eating Whitney poured wine down my throat.
Alanna removed the cuffs and did a beautiful crisscross rope tie from sluts wrists to her shoulders. Part of it ran around her upper body, encased and compressed the base of her tits until they looked like ripe fruit about to burst. Truly a work of art.
They led me out into the center aisle of the barn and took the chain from my collar, bent me forward until my head was about a foot from my knees. They wrapped the chain around my legs just above my knees and padlocked it. That pouched my ass back and there was no way I could stand up straight. They lubed the horse tail plug and stuck that in my ass. I felt stupid and probably looked hideous. They pulled me by my braided pigtails and led me up and down the center aisle which is probably about 50 feet long. I could not walk, only waddle like a duck or an ostrich. They swatted me with things, their hands, crops, pieces of rope, anything they could find, goading me up and down the aisle like they were driving a pig to market.
Yvonne was probably the worst at humiliating me. She and Whitney were the ones who got the bright idea to attach clamps to my nipples and tie a string from the clamps to my big toes. I could only take small steps and even then each step pulled my nipples. When I’d stumble and fall, the clamps would pulled off, I’d yell, they’d just put them back on my nipples. They’d pick me up and make me start again, I got spit on constantly. Overall it was diabolical humiliation to the max and probably as humiliating as the browning the night before. They’d pull me so hard by my braids I’d fall face down into the muck of the aisle. They’d make me look at them and all I’d see what their faces laughing at me. Begging them to stop was useless.
Have to say she looked rather comical. Joan, Mavis, Alanna and I stood back and watched the younger girls enjoy themselves. They made her keep going until she was exhausted. I reminded her she would be entertainment and this is about as amusing as it gets.
When I couldn’t go anymore, they removed the chain from my collar to my knees, threw me down in the center aisle. They pulled me around through the dirt. They pulled the pony tail plug out and somebody whacked my asshole with a crop. Then they shoved a dildo in my ass and started fucking me, ass, cunt, mouth. I couldn’t keep up with them and again just laid there and took it, the fucking, the pissing and name calling. This went on for who knows how long.
It stopped around 10. We threw her back in the stall and left her. Some of the girls went back out and used her but around midnight I stopped it and brought her back inside the house because the night air was getting too chilly. She says she barely remembered being brought back into the house. I can believe it. We untied her and she passed out on the floor. We wiped her off, put a sheet over the sofa, dragged her to the sofa and put a blanket over her and let her sleep.
Karen, Jessie left that night and Mavis and Joan rode back in with them. Sharene also left which was good, I’m not really fond her. The rest of us; me, Jeanne, Valerie and Yvonne bedded down at Alanna’s. I slept with Valerie and fucked her half the night. She's a sweetie. In return I gave approval for her and the step sis kid, Kendra, who goes by the nickname Nina, to use salope without me present but wait a week or so.
Sunday morning Salope had barely opened her eyes around 930 when Jeanne tried to drag her out to the yard to brown her. I stopped it. The look in salope’s eyes said wasted. Instead Alanna let salope shower and tended to any of the whip marks that broke the flesh. I had her lick each of the 5 of us as a thank you but declared a moratorium on fucking; she’d had enough. We fixed a substantial breakfast of sausage, eggs and toast which she devoured.
I borrowed a blanket from Alanna and wrapped salope in it and about noon drove her back home. She showered and I tucked her into bed and she fell asleep immediately. I stayed until mid afternoon, kissed her goodbye and left her. I went home snuggled with Joan and took a well deserved nap.
Mavis had me eat her pussy and kiss her ass. We went over to the pile of kitty liter and I knelt so she could piss on me. Her final remark was she needed some of these things in her basement for me. She locked me in the cage and went upstairs.
Somewhat later Yvonne came over; she's the super bitchy one from the group that used me back in February. She’s one of the few that I’m honestly afraid of. She laughed her ass off at me in the cage, dragged me out and I ate her. She started to beat me. I yelled and Katrina came down, took her aside and they talked. Anyway there was no more beating from her but she did piss on me.
After chatting with Jody, Joan delivered a message to the slut with grace, pissed on her and let her know it was Jody. She asked if there was anything else and when we said no, she cried. None of that fazed us. We stuffed her back in the cage for the afternoon.
Around 430 we took salope out, cuffed her hands behind her and braided her hair into two pigtails. She muttered that this must be another directive from Jody but we ignored her remark. We dragged her to the garage, put her in the back of the van again then cuffed her ankles and attached a short chain between the two in a tight hogtie, for the sake of meanness we added a blindfolded and gag. (Joan is so funny; she really gets off on shuttling naked sluts around. Pervert!) We stopped by Mavis to pick her up then drove out to Salope’s house. There was one item I for got to take from her place, namely her pony tail plug. Mavis, Joan and I went inside and Mavis got a good look at Salope’s which one never knows will come in handy. As for slut she had no idea at the time where we were. What irony!
We got to Alanna’s place around 6:00 and took her out to the barn and locked her in an unused horse stall. Only then did we remove the blindfold.
In addition to Mavis, Joan and me, the others who came were Whitney, Karen, Jessie, Jeanne, Sharene, Yvonne and Valerie.
I wasn’t too surprised to end up at Alanna’s. Due to the remoteness of her place and privacy, it’s pretty ideal for this. Instead of taking me inside the house they removed my ankle cuffs and led me by my pigtails to the barn and put me in an empty horse stall, about 10 x 10. They attached a long chain to my collar and padlocked that to a large metal ring embedded on one of the walls of the stall.
The temps were in the low 80’s and the barn was stuffy. I knelt or sat and waited. As people arrived they’d come out to the barn and see me, taunt me, pinch me and make remarks about how low I was. Most of them I recognized though I had to be reintroduced to Valerie and Sharene. Most of them pissed on me. I was in a daze and sat there and took it; if an ass or pussy was stuck in my face I just sucked it like some zombie.
They all left and went back to the house. I knew they were grilling out because I smelled food. I was ravenously hungry. After some time alone everybody came out. Whitney hand fed me bits of steak and baked beans and raw carrots, I ate from her hand and the comparison to one of the horses sank over me totally. When I finished eating Whitney poured wine down my throat.
Alanna removed the cuffs and did a beautiful crisscross rope tie from sluts wrists to her shoulders. Part of it ran around her upper body, encased and compressed the base of her tits until they looked like ripe fruit about to burst. Truly a work of art.
They led me out into the center aisle of the barn and took the chain from my collar, bent me forward until my head was about a foot from my knees. They wrapped the chain around my legs just above my knees and padlocked it. That pouched my ass back and there was no way I could stand up straight. They lubed the horse tail plug and stuck that in my ass. I felt stupid and probably looked hideous. They pulled me by my braided pigtails and led me up and down the center aisle which is probably about 50 feet long. I could not walk, only waddle like a duck or an ostrich. They swatted me with things, their hands, crops, pieces of rope, anything they could find, goading me up and down the aisle like they were driving a pig to market.
Yvonne was probably the worst at humiliating me. She and Whitney were the ones who got the bright idea to attach clamps to my nipples and tie a string from the clamps to my big toes. I could only take small steps and even then each step pulled my nipples. When I’d stumble and fall, the clamps would pulled off, I’d yell, they’d just put them back on my nipples. They’d pick me up and make me start again, I got spit on constantly. Overall it was diabolical humiliation to the max and probably as humiliating as the browning the night before. They’d pull me so hard by my braids I’d fall face down into the muck of the aisle. They’d make me look at them and all I’d see what their faces laughing at me. Begging them to stop was useless.
Have to say she looked rather comical. Joan, Mavis, Alanna and I stood back and watched the younger girls enjoy themselves. They made her keep going until she was exhausted. I reminded her she would be entertainment and this is about as amusing as it gets.
When I couldn’t go anymore, they removed the chain from my collar to my knees, threw me down in the center aisle. They pulled me around through the dirt. They pulled the pony tail plug out and somebody whacked my asshole with a crop. Then they shoved a dildo in my ass and started fucking me, ass, cunt, mouth. I couldn’t keep up with them and again just laid there and took it, the fucking, the pissing and name calling. This went on for who knows how long.
It stopped around 10. We threw her back in the stall and left her. Some of the girls went back out and used her but around midnight I stopped it and brought her back inside the house because the night air was getting too chilly. She says she barely remembered being brought back into the house. I can believe it. We untied her and she passed out on the floor. We wiped her off, put a sheet over the sofa, dragged her to the sofa and put a blanket over her and let her sleep.
Karen, Jessie left that night and Mavis and Joan rode back in with them. Sharene also left which was good, I’m not really fond her. The rest of us; me, Jeanne, Valerie and Yvonne bedded down at Alanna’s. I slept with Valerie and fucked her half the night. She's a sweetie. In return I gave approval for her and the step sis kid, Kendra, who goes by the nickname Nina, to use salope without me present but wait a week or so.
Sunday morning Salope had barely opened her eyes around 930 when Jeanne tried to drag her out to the yard to brown her. I stopped it. The look in salope’s eyes said wasted. Instead Alanna let salope shower and tended to any of the whip marks that broke the flesh. I had her lick each of the 5 of us as a thank you but declared a moratorium on fucking; she’d had enough. We fixed a substantial breakfast of sausage, eggs and toast which she devoured.
I borrowed a blanket from Alanna and wrapped salope in it and about noon drove her back home. She showered and I tucked her into bed and she fell asleep immediately. I stayed until mid afternoon, kissed her goodbye and left her. I went home snuggled with Joan and took a well deserved nap.
April 29 2011: The Katrina Weekend; Friday
Friday morning, after arguing with Jody earlier and Katrina mid morning, I really didn’t want to go through with this weekend. I was in a horrible mood and packed an overnight bag and planned on escaping to the mountains just to get away from all this nonsense and my negative feelings. I let Katrina know I was not in the mood. I’d showered and thrown on a summer robe to do my makeup and hair. Around 1130 I heard a car in the driveway, looked out the upstairs window that overlooks the drive and saw a black Honda minivan that I didn’t recognize parked in my driveway with the rear of the van backed up close to my garage door. I went to investigate. Joan and Katrina were at the front door. I let them but said I’m not into this right now, the communication is screwed up and I’m serious about going away for the weekend.
They followed me upstairs. Katrina saw the suitcase; arguing followed. She and Joan wrestled me down, ripped the robe off me, threw me face down on the floor and cuffed my wrists behind me. They said if they had to kidnap me, so be it but the weekend was going to happen. I yelled at them and got slapped. They led me into the garage, raised the garage door, opened the rear hatch of the van and shoved me in the back cargo area. They went back in the house, came back with a few things, gagged me and tied a pillowcase over my head, slammed the rear hatch shut, closed the garage door and drove off.
I didn’t have a damn stitch on nor did I see them bring any clothing for me, not even heels. I had no idea where we were going. Somewhere along the way they stopped, went into to a store and bought some bags of something which they put in the rear with me.
( Notes or things dictated by Katrina and Joan are in red.) I was livid and saw no need for her to have clothes. I made sure I had her house keys, purse with ID and money. Joan and I discussed how to modify the weekend based on sluts bad behavior. We stopped at Target. Joan went in, bought 4 large bags of kitty litter and a dog food bowl. I stayed with slut.
After another drive which seemed like forever, I felt the van back up, a garage door open. They hustled me inside. When the pillowcase came off, I was at Katrina’s. The gag came off. Joan changed the cuffs so my hands were in front of me. The atmosphere was like ice. I drank some wine and sucked down some yogurt. Katrina lectured me.
We let slut know it’s our show not hers, she’s the entertainment and will be severely punished for arguing, disrespect and trying to get out of town. I gave her two choices: 1) do things my way, or, 2) she can go spend the weekend with Sylvia. She chose wisely. Around 2, we took her down to the playroom and poured kitty litter on the floor and had her pee in it. (Note: All her pees were into kitty litter.) We tied her hands behind her, stuffed her in my cage. FYI, my cage is about 5’ long 2’ wide and 2’ high, has steel bars and a padded bench on top.
After about 3 hours in the cage, they brought me out but I remained tied. I peed again on the kitty litter. I was still bitching about the weekend and that Jody didn’t love me and a bunch of stuff. Katrina slapped me, told me to get over it. She had me eat her pussy and then Joan's, I made both of them cumm and tongued fucked both of their ass holes. While I ate one of them the other fucked my cunt until they were satisfied. I licked both of their asses for a long time until they threw me back in the cage again saying my attitude still sucked.
I’d been in the cage long enough to let things settle into my mind. Sometime around 5:00 they took me out again, replaced the ropes with regular handcuffs and took me upstairs to their bathroom and gave me an enema, telling me my ass would get a lot of attention shortly and they didn’t want me spewing mess around the playroom. The enema was fairly civil; warm soapy water and milk. I expelled in the commode. They gave me a second one which was water and wine. I got dizzy. They put leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles, blindfolded me and dragged me back to the cage. Katrina kept calling me a poor whore and she intended to make my weekend as miserable as possible. I sensed it.
Around dark, they took me out again to piss; fed me broccoli, cheese and rice casserole in my new dog bowl; I drank a lot of water and wine out of a bottle. They added my collar and a blindfold and put me back in the cage.
Kim was apparently the first person to arrive, come down and see me. I knew her by her voice and listened to her and Katrina talk about all the people who would be here over the weekend and all the fucking I’d do. Katrina told her my sins, bitching, threatening to leave for the weekend etc. Kim poked fun at me, razzed me until her words made me feel like dirt. I knew she and Katrina went off and talked.
Kim came about 830. This is where we hatched the idea of eventually fisting the bitch. We discussed whipping positions, browning and talked about a silent auction; highest bidder gets her next Saturday. Salope damn well knew she was in for a long weekend.
I pared the guest list down considerably and selected Kim, Whitney, Jessie, Jeanne, Felicia, Ayesha, Valerie, Pernilla. There were certain people I didn’t think were necessary and could be invited another time. Salope was not taken out of the cage until everyone arrived. The blindfold stayed on until well past midnight.
When I was taken out of the cage, still blindfolded, hands tightly cuffed behind me, ankles uncuffed, I knelt. An ass was stuck against my face and I sucked it. that was followed by another and I sucked one ass after another while people berated me. At that time I had no idea whose ass I sucked. I was still drunk from the enema and confused from the noise and chatter.
Someone removed my cuffs and attached my arms to a spreader bar. My arms were extended out about shoulder height, my upper arms wrapped with something against the bar. That bar was attached to something and I was hoisted upward until my feet barely touched the floor. My legs were spread extremely wide attached to something. Initially they attached weighted clamps to my cunt lips and nipples, gave me light spankings to make to weights swing around and caused intense pain. Then they started whipping me.
We cuffed her hands to the ends of a spreader bar, used a roll of stick-to-itself gauze bandage to lightly cinch her upper arms to the bar, removed the ankle cuffs and cuffed her ankles to another spreader. We raised her until only the soles of her feet touched the floor. We used about every item in my collection; whip, tawse, crop, cane, paddle, strap and flogger. Each of the girls beat her. Some did not know how to whip; I gave lessons. We whipped her for over two hours. At times 3-4 would be whipping her at the same time. Other times we’d just leave her then start in again when somebody felt the need. We whipped her from shoulders to knees, avoiding the lower back and sides, but her ass, cunt and tits took a substantial beating.
They’d beaten the crap out of me and let me down, I broke down. I started crying and screaming Jody's name. I told them nothing mattered anymore and just use me as they saw fit. I was out of it. They gave me more booze and draped me over something, a horse I think, my legs tied together tightly, arms spread to the ends of the horse, head hanging. They started beating my ass and upper thighs again. I was so dizzy if not for the pain I think I would have fainted. I was crying, miserable, but nobody paid any attention to that.
Kim and I chose this position because it took the strain off her legs and made her ass such an inviting, fleshy target. We did a lot of caning and paddling which really began to leave serious marks. That turned the girls on; we kept at it until there wasn’t an untouched spot of flesh on her ass and thighs.
They took me off the horse, still blindfolded; still hands tied and retied my ankles against my thighs. They pissed on me again. One by one they began to face sit me. I ate one girl after another, again, never knowing who I was servicing. Some of them started fingering my cunt and working something in my ass. I felt something huge go in my ass and I was delirious and screaming.
I had limited feeling for salope's comfort. My purpose was to punish and make a statement. Kim and I lubed Salope’s ass and cunt and began working multiple fingers in her holes while she sucked the others. I let Kim go first since she has smaller hands than I do. She slowly worked her fingers in, stretched her hole until she could work her lubed hand up the whore’s asshole. Working the other hand into sluts cunt sent her into space but a lot of crying which we generally ignored. She brought slut off, pulled her hands out and I did the same. She screamed and we muffled her with Ayesha’s ass. When we finished, her holes were gapping wide open. We looked down her ass canal, inside her cunt, told her how grotesque she looked, she came. We easily dropped a dildo halfway to her bowels, spit in it; Jeanne tried to piss in her asshole. We told slut the inside of her holes were now our property which was a new low for her and a new high for us. Fucking her was so easy. When we finished we plugged her ass.
When salope was nothing more than a wasted heap of tied and beaten flesh lying on the floor, Kim and I browned her tits and cunt. She barely whimpered. Pernilla had been taken down and Jeanne and Felicia browned her. Valerie was really taking all this in.
This is where we stopped, around 130 in the morning. Salope was spent. We untied her, removed the plug and put her back in the cage. We relegated Pernilla to sleep in the basement on blankets so someone would be down there with her in case she had an unforseen situation. However things were fine.
They followed me upstairs. Katrina saw the suitcase; arguing followed. She and Joan wrestled me down, ripped the robe off me, threw me face down on the floor and cuffed my wrists behind me. They said if they had to kidnap me, so be it but the weekend was going to happen. I yelled at them and got slapped. They led me into the garage, raised the garage door, opened the rear hatch of the van and shoved me in the back cargo area. They went back in the house, came back with a few things, gagged me and tied a pillowcase over my head, slammed the rear hatch shut, closed the garage door and drove off.
I didn’t have a damn stitch on nor did I see them bring any clothing for me, not even heels. I had no idea where we were going. Somewhere along the way they stopped, went into to a store and bought some bags of something which they put in the rear with me.
( Notes or things dictated by Katrina and Joan are in red.) I was livid and saw no need for her to have clothes. I made sure I had her house keys, purse with ID and money. Joan and I discussed how to modify the weekend based on sluts bad behavior. We stopped at Target. Joan went in, bought 4 large bags of kitty litter and a dog food bowl. I stayed with slut.
After another drive which seemed like forever, I felt the van back up, a garage door open. They hustled me inside. When the pillowcase came off, I was at Katrina’s. The gag came off. Joan changed the cuffs so my hands were in front of me. The atmosphere was like ice. I drank some wine and sucked down some yogurt. Katrina lectured me.
We let slut know it’s our show not hers, she’s the entertainment and will be severely punished for arguing, disrespect and trying to get out of town. I gave her two choices: 1) do things my way, or, 2) she can go spend the weekend with Sylvia. She chose wisely. Around 2, we took her down to the playroom and poured kitty litter on the floor and had her pee in it. (Note: All her pees were into kitty litter.) We tied her hands behind her, stuffed her in my cage. FYI, my cage is about 5’ long 2’ wide and 2’ high, has steel bars and a padded bench on top.
After about 3 hours in the cage, they brought me out but I remained tied. I peed again on the kitty litter. I was still bitching about the weekend and that Jody didn’t love me and a bunch of stuff. Katrina slapped me, told me to get over it. She had me eat her pussy and then Joan's, I made both of them cumm and tongued fucked both of their ass holes. While I ate one of them the other fucked my cunt until they were satisfied. I licked both of their asses for a long time until they threw me back in the cage again saying my attitude still sucked.
I’d been in the cage long enough to let things settle into my mind. Sometime around 5:00 they took me out again, replaced the ropes with regular handcuffs and took me upstairs to their bathroom and gave me an enema, telling me my ass would get a lot of attention shortly and they didn’t want me spewing mess around the playroom. The enema was fairly civil; warm soapy water and milk. I expelled in the commode. They gave me a second one which was water and wine. I got dizzy. They put leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles, blindfolded me and dragged me back to the cage. Katrina kept calling me a poor whore and she intended to make my weekend as miserable as possible. I sensed it.
Around dark, they took me out again to piss; fed me broccoli, cheese and rice casserole in my new dog bowl; I drank a lot of water and wine out of a bottle. They added my collar and a blindfold and put me back in the cage.
Kim was apparently the first person to arrive, come down and see me. I knew her by her voice and listened to her and Katrina talk about all the people who would be here over the weekend and all the fucking I’d do. Katrina told her my sins, bitching, threatening to leave for the weekend etc. Kim poked fun at me, razzed me until her words made me feel like dirt. I knew she and Katrina went off and talked.
Kim came about 830. This is where we hatched the idea of eventually fisting the bitch. We discussed whipping positions, browning and talked about a silent auction; highest bidder gets her next Saturday. Salope damn well knew she was in for a long weekend.
I pared the guest list down considerably and selected Kim, Whitney, Jessie, Jeanne, Felicia, Ayesha, Valerie, Pernilla. There were certain people I didn’t think were necessary and could be invited another time. Salope was not taken out of the cage until everyone arrived. The blindfold stayed on until well past midnight.
When I was taken out of the cage, still blindfolded, hands tightly cuffed behind me, ankles uncuffed, I knelt. An ass was stuck against my face and I sucked it. that was followed by another and I sucked one ass after another while people berated me. At that time I had no idea whose ass I sucked. I was still drunk from the enema and confused from the noise and chatter.
Someone removed my cuffs and attached my arms to a spreader bar. My arms were extended out about shoulder height, my upper arms wrapped with something against the bar. That bar was attached to something and I was hoisted upward until my feet barely touched the floor. My legs were spread extremely wide attached to something. Initially they attached weighted clamps to my cunt lips and nipples, gave me light spankings to make to weights swing around and caused intense pain. Then they started whipping me.
We cuffed her hands to the ends of a spreader bar, used a roll of stick-to-itself gauze bandage to lightly cinch her upper arms to the bar, removed the ankle cuffs and cuffed her ankles to another spreader. We raised her until only the soles of her feet touched the floor. We used about every item in my collection; whip, tawse, crop, cane, paddle, strap and flogger. Each of the girls beat her. Some did not know how to whip; I gave lessons. We whipped her for over two hours. At times 3-4 would be whipping her at the same time. Other times we’d just leave her then start in again when somebody felt the need. We whipped her from shoulders to knees, avoiding the lower back and sides, but her ass, cunt and tits took a substantial beating.
They’d beaten the crap out of me and let me down, I broke down. I started crying and screaming Jody's name. I told them nothing mattered anymore and just use me as they saw fit. I was out of it. They gave me more booze and draped me over something, a horse I think, my legs tied together tightly, arms spread to the ends of the horse, head hanging. They started beating my ass and upper thighs again. I was so dizzy if not for the pain I think I would have fainted. I was crying, miserable, but nobody paid any attention to that.
Kim and I chose this position because it took the strain off her legs and made her ass such an inviting, fleshy target. We did a lot of caning and paddling which really began to leave serious marks. That turned the girls on; we kept at it until there wasn’t an untouched spot of flesh on her ass and thighs.
They took me off the horse, still blindfolded; still hands tied and retied my ankles against my thighs. They pissed on me again. One by one they began to face sit me. I ate one girl after another, again, never knowing who I was servicing. Some of them started fingering my cunt and working something in my ass. I felt something huge go in my ass and I was delirious and screaming.
I had limited feeling for salope's comfort. My purpose was to punish and make a statement. Kim and I lubed Salope’s ass and cunt and began working multiple fingers in her holes while she sucked the others. I let Kim go first since she has smaller hands than I do. She slowly worked her fingers in, stretched her hole until she could work her lubed hand up the whore’s asshole. Working the other hand into sluts cunt sent her into space but a lot of crying which we generally ignored. She brought slut off, pulled her hands out and I did the same. She screamed and we muffled her with Ayesha’s ass. When we finished, her holes were gapping wide open. We looked down her ass canal, inside her cunt, told her how grotesque she looked, she came. We easily dropped a dildo halfway to her bowels, spit in it; Jeanne tried to piss in her asshole. We told slut the inside of her holes were now our property which was a new low for her and a new high for us. Fucking her was so easy. When we finished we plugged her ass.
When salope was nothing more than a wasted heap of tied and beaten flesh lying on the floor, Kim and I browned her tits and cunt. She barely whimpered. Pernilla had been taken down and Jeanne and Felicia browned her. Valerie was really taking all this in.
This is where we stopped, around 130 in the morning. Salope was spent. We untied her, removed the plug and put her back in the cage. We relegated Pernilla to sleep in the basement on blankets so someone would be down there with her in case she had an unforseen situation. However things were fine.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Apr 28 2011: Molly and Hailey
I knew Molly was coming over and bringing someone. When I heard her pull in, I immediately went down stairs. She used her key and by the time I got to the front door, she and this girl I hadn’t seen before, were walking in.
I had on the pair of purple slit panties, nothing else. The girl looked at me like she’d seen a ghost. Before I could say anything Molly bitched at me about where were my hooker heels, meaning the Lucite’s. She yelled at me to go get them. I came back down with them on. Then she started in on me about Rhonda being over here yesterday, spending the night and she wasn’t invited nor did she know about it until Rhonda told her. She ripped me up one side and down the other, completely ignoring my nudity and Hailey’s presence. I found myself apologizing constantly and saying yes Maam, no Maam.
Then she turned to Hailey and said something like … look at her, the biggest slut there ever was, a grown woman and she can’t get the dress code right or have the decency to tell me what’s going on. Then she slapped my face and said for me to introduce myself to Hailey and I timidly said I’m Eve, Molly’s slut. Hailey didn’t miss a beat and said she could see the slut part; that was obvious.
Hailey had flaming red hair, page boy style cut, about 5’ 3”, full figured but very shapely and a cute butt and peaches and cream complexion and a bubbly personality. Dressed in bright blue scrubs and sneakers, she works at a vet clinic. I pieced together that she's 22. She and Molly never laid eyes on each other until they were seated beside each other on a three-hour plane ride coming back from Cancun last Saturday. They talked the whole way back. Molly got hooked on Hailey's job working with animals and that led to Molly talking about her “bitch”, namely me. Now they’re like best friends.
For a moment I wanted to scream that she’d have the audacity to bring someone over she just met and have me meet her practically naked for the first time. That got to me but I kept my mouth shut.
Molly had told Hailey about my sleepover in the closet, the slut fashion show, and how I loved to serve younger girls. The more she talked, the more embarrassed I felt but it wasn’t the first time. Molly had me fix drinks and get munchies, which has become her standard routine … anything to order me around and demonstrate my complete willingness to obey her. Molly began to tell Hailey what a great cunt licker and ass sucker I was. Then she turned to me and said … isn’t that right, Eve. To make it worse, she told Hailey how much I enjoy masturbating in front of new girls. I winced.
She told me to show Hailey how I masturbated. I gave Molly a pleading look but she sternly told me to frig. Without removing the slut panties, I had to sit on the edge of the ottoman, spread my legs and face Hailey and start playing with myself. Molly told me to pull my lips through the slit and exposed my inner slut. I did it and began rubbing my clit, stroking my kitty until I was producing my slick juices. Molly told Hailey to watch how wet I got. Hailey looked at me with this smiling expression of diabolical innocence, like watching a grown woman frigging was the most natural thing in the world. I felt this strange mixture of shame and exhilaration but I frigged. Hailey said I looked like I was enjoying myself and I nodded. Molly reached over and slapped me again and said talk, don’t grunt like a dumbass. Molly told her I seemed to have forgotten all my training. I just kept frigging, playing with my tits, tweaking my nipples while they watched. When I got to an edge I told Molly. She said to ask Hailey.
Hailey asked me if I really wanted to cumm for her, and I responded yes. Without too much more being said she told me to go for it. Molly slapped me again and said make it good. I raised my legs, leaned back, closed my eyes and rubbed harder. Molly shouted at me to open my eyes and look at Hailey. I did. Oh Gawd, I came. After I ebbed Molly had me suck my fingers which made me feel totally foolish. For the first time, Hailey’s cherubic grin turned to laughter.
Molly encouraged Hailey to let me eat her and had me on my knees between Hailey's legs asking her if I could undress her. She played coy for a few moments, which made me beg harder. I genuinely wanted her, I will admit. After pretending to be modest, she let me take her top off, exposing a plain white bra that hid abundant breasts. I slut talked her out of her scrub pants, removing her sneakers as I did so. She had on plain pale blue cotton panties but I could see a damp spot. I kept begging, she kept giggling at me... I removed her bra and did an OMG at her full pale breasts and faint pinkish areola about the size of silver dollars and those pert little nipples. I softly licked her, going from one breast to the other until I’d made her nipples erect. I had my hand on her pussy and as she raised her hips I pulled her panties off, leaving her in just a pair of white socks. Her bush was full, wispy and as red as her hair. I breathed on her cunt and licked through her matted wisps until I was licking her slit. She started moaning and I eased her legs apart. Her nectar was strong, fragrant and salty. I licked and really went at her, focusing on her beautiful fleshy lips. I nibbled and drove her crazy. She kept responding until she shrieked, lifted her hips and came. I held my face against her cunt, feeling her warmth and wetness. I told her she had a beautiful pussy. She thanked me.
Molly was nude from the waist down by then and had been stroking her pussy. I moved to her and as I did she placed her feet on my shoulders and I dove into her cunt. Molly's pussy was so ready. I worked her clit hood, her clit and moved to her lips. I was on a mission. I went all over her cunt with my tongue, pulling her wide with my fingers and tantalizing her with the tip of my tongue. I knew she was kissing Hailey and that drove me insane. Her smoothness contrasted so beautifully with Hailey’s wild bush. I whispered how much I loved her, how much I loved her pussy and serving her. She would just call me bitch and tell me how I was her slut. Molly grabbed my hair and rode her cunt against my face until she came.
I kissed both if them and told Hailey meeting her was all my pleasure. Molly shut me up and said I see plenty more of her. They dressed. I told Molly I could have some free time this weekend if she was interested and said I’d let her know later.
I had on the pair of purple slit panties, nothing else. The girl looked at me like she’d seen a ghost. Before I could say anything Molly bitched at me about where were my hooker heels, meaning the Lucite’s. She yelled at me to go get them. I came back down with them on. Then she started in on me about Rhonda being over here yesterday, spending the night and she wasn’t invited nor did she know about it until Rhonda told her. She ripped me up one side and down the other, completely ignoring my nudity and Hailey’s presence. I found myself apologizing constantly and saying yes Maam, no Maam.
Then she turned to Hailey and said something like … look at her, the biggest slut there ever was, a grown woman and she can’t get the dress code right or have the decency to tell me what’s going on. Then she slapped my face and said for me to introduce myself to Hailey and I timidly said I’m Eve, Molly’s slut. Hailey didn’t miss a beat and said she could see the slut part; that was obvious.
Hailey had flaming red hair, page boy style cut, about 5’ 3”, full figured but very shapely and a cute butt and peaches and cream complexion and a bubbly personality. Dressed in bright blue scrubs and sneakers, she works at a vet clinic. I pieced together that she's 22. She and Molly never laid eyes on each other until they were seated beside each other on a three-hour plane ride coming back from Cancun last Saturday. They talked the whole way back. Molly got hooked on Hailey's job working with animals and that led to Molly talking about her “bitch”, namely me. Now they’re like best friends.
For a moment I wanted to scream that she’d have the audacity to bring someone over she just met and have me meet her practically naked for the first time. That got to me but I kept my mouth shut.
Molly had told Hailey about my sleepover in the closet, the slut fashion show, and how I loved to serve younger girls. The more she talked, the more embarrassed I felt but it wasn’t the first time. Molly had me fix drinks and get munchies, which has become her standard routine … anything to order me around and demonstrate my complete willingness to obey her. Molly began to tell Hailey what a great cunt licker and ass sucker I was. Then she turned to me and said … isn’t that right, Eve. To make it worse, she told Hailey how much I enjoy masturbating in front of new girls. I winced.
She told me to show Hailey how I masturbated. I gave Molly a pleading look but she sternly told me to frig. Without removing the slut panties, I had to sit on the edge of the ottoman, spread my legs and face Hailey and start playing with myself. Molly told me to pull my lips through the slit and exposed my inner slut. I did it and began rubbing my clit, stroking my kitty until I was producing my slick juices. Molly told Hailey to watch how wet I got. Hailey looked at me with this smiling expression of diabolical innocence, like watching a grown woman frigging was the most natural thing in the world. I felt this strange mixture of shame and exhilaration but I frigged. Hailey said I looked like I was enjoying myself and I nodded. Molly reached over and slapped me again and said talk, don’t grunt like a dumbass. Molly told her I seemed to have forgotten all my training. I just kept frigging, playing with my tits, tweaking my nipples while they watched. When I got to an edge I told Molly. She said to ask Hailey.
Hailey asked me if I really wanted to cumm for her, and I responded yes. Without too much more being said she told me to go for it. Molly slapped me again and said make it good. I raised my legs, leaned back, closed my eyes and rubbed harder. Molly shouted at me to open my eyes and look at Hailey. I did. Oh Gawd, I came. After I ebbed Molly had me suck my fingers which made me feel totally foolish. For the first time, Hailey’s cherubic grin turned to laughter.
Molly encouraged Hailey to let me eat her and had me on my knees between Hailey's legs asking her if I could undress her. She played coy for a few moments, which made me beg harder. I genuinely wanted her, I will admit. After pretending to be modest, she let me take her top off, exposing a plain white bra that hid abundant breasts. I slut talked her out of her scrub pants, removing her sneakers as I did so. She had on plain pale blue cotton panties but I could see a damp spot. I kept begging, she kept giggling at me... I removed her bra and did an OMG at her full pale breasts and faint pinkish areola about the size of silver dollars and those pert little nipples. I softly licked her, going from one breast to the other until I’d made her nipples erect. I had my hand on her pussy and as she raised her hips I pulled her panties off, leaving her in just a pair of white socks. Her bush was full, wispy and as red as her hair. I breathed on her cunt and licked through her matted wisps until I was licking her slit. She started moaning and I eased her legs apart. Her nectar was strong, fragrant and salty. I licked and really went at her, focusing on her beautiful fleshy lips. I nibbled and drove her crazy. She kept responding until she shrieked, lifted her hips and came. I held my face against her cunt, feeling her warmth and wetness. I told her she had a beautiful pussy. She thanked me.
Molly was nude from the waist down by then and had been stroking her pussy. I moved to her and as I did she placed her feet on my shoulders and I dove into her cunt. Molly's pussy was so ready. I worked her clit hood, her clit and moved to her lips. I was on a mission. I went all over her cunt with my tongue, pulling her wide with my fingers and tantalizing her with the tip of my tongue. I knew she was kissing Hailey and that drove me insane. Her smoothness contrasted so beautifully with Hailey’s wild bush. I whispered how much I loved her, how much I loved her pussy and serving her. She would just call me bitch and tell me how I was her slut. Molly grabbed my hair and rode her cunt against my face until she came.
I kissed both if them and told Hailey meeting her was all my pleasure. Molly shut me up and said I see plenty more of her. They dressed. I told Molly I could have some free time this weekend if she was interested and said I’d let her know later.
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