Friday, August 26, 2011
Aug 19-21, 2011: Whitney's Weekend
We went to a resort in the mountains north of Asheville; got there around 1:00. We checked in and went to the room and fucked, more specifically she fucked me; me on my back with my legs pulled up and her pounding both my holes with my strappy, telling me how much she loved this. I moaned back that I loved her, to which she replied that she loved hearing me say it. After she’d removed the strappy I fingered her ass and sucked her pussy.
We napped until 4:00 then went down for massage appointments. Both of us in what they called a couples room, two tables in the same space and two women working on us. Neither of the women was stunning but they gave great massages. The sexiest part of this was both of us being in the same room.
That evening we drove into Asheville which has a fairly well established lez community, ate dinner at a little café then strolled down a street to a lez bar. Whitney and I sat at the bar and she used her fake id quite well. I’d say within 30 minutes a couple of butch types, the typical chunky type, jeans, white tee’s and black leather vest, came over and started chatting us up. Most of their interest was in Whitney but they certainly didn’t ignore me either. The age difference and racial difference between Whitney and me was a curiosity. We unashamedly told them we were lovers. We danced with them through about 5-6 songs and then they made their proposition. We didn’t take them up on things but they didn’t give up. Whitney danced with another woman while her partner and I chatted. Neither of us was interested in picking somebody up.
That night we did a 69, wonderful, cuddled all night. That was unbelievably sweet.
Saturday was the day set aside for hiking. After sleeping in late, downing some yogurt, eggs and toast at the breakfast bar, we grabbed Whitney's day pack and loaded it with a few things, put on our stuff, me in short shorts and her in tightest of white denim shorts and a college tee and set out on a trail that winds back up in the mountains. We had maps, compass, etc. (we had one pack and I was the designated carrier.)
We hiked until about 1:00, stopped and ate our lunch we’d packed (nuts, cranberries, chocolate,) and hiked some more. We left the trail, Whitney’s idea, and went down into a meadow and found an isolated spot against some rocks. Whit told me to drop the pack and strip naked. She insisted I take everything I had off down to shoes and socks. I was totally naked and it felt so strange because in a way I had no idea it was coming. Whitney took a small coil of rope out of the pack and a dildo (she packed things, I had no clue) and tied me to a tree, my hands behind the tree. It wasn’t a hard tie, more symbolic, and as she said, she didn’t want to miss the opportunity to give me a thrill. She started teasing me with the dildo, but not letting me cumm. She pulled her shorts down so I could watch as she slowly fingered herself, made me tell her how much I wanted her and fed me her nectar off her fingers. She told me she’d go back to the trail and find the next girl that hiked by and bring her down here to fuck me. it was all teasing but her thoughts, sucking my nipples and continual fucking with the dildo got to me, she hooked me with her fingers and I went into a deep orgasm, squirting, cumming and almost screaming.
She untied me, had me put my hiking shoes and socks on and she put my clothes in the pack and had me start hiking naked back toward the main trail. I kept telling her, this was insane, I couldn’t hike naked, too much a chance of somebody coming along the trail. But guess what; we did but only for about 5-10 minutes. I was walking in front of her and she’d slap my ass for fun. Finally she gave me my tee and shorts but not my bra or panties. We kissed, hugged and laughed then headed up to a rock outcropping overlooking the valley. After lying in the sun on the rock we retraced out route down the mountain.
That evening we tried a different restaurant in Asheville. We skipped the bar scene, went to a park and listened to some local bands. We didn’t stay long, both of us were tired from the hike. When we got back to the hotel we fucked again but it was not a serious, drawn out thing; we both were tired. Again we cuddled out way to sleep.
Sunday morning we got up fairly early and showered. We made love in the shower and hugged, soaped each other a dozen times and kept humping and fingering. She pissed on me. We packed, left around 930 for the three hour trip to her house.
Back at her house, I hugged Tonja and Karen, thanked Tonja for letting me have this weekend with her daughter. All of the things Whitney was taking to college were in the living room and I helped load those things for the approximately a 2 ½ hour trip There were obviously some awkward moments. Neither of us could not say good bye. I always pictured this long drawn out tearful parting but that didn’t happen. She plans to come back for a weekend in mid October. Otherwise, she plans to immerse herself in campus life. We kissed, told each other we loved (she told me she loved me). I slipped back in the car and came home.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Aug 17, 2011: MW’s Friend, Jordan
Mw called around 1:00 this afternoon and asked if not demanded that I spend some time with a business associate who was in town and staying overnight. Her final comment was look nice and be my whore self.
Initial arrangements changed slightly and I drove downtown to the hotel where her friend, Jordan, was staying and knocked on her room around 430.
Jordan turned out to be another plus size woman though extremely refined and well dressed in a rose skirt and floral print blouse. She had a bottle of crown royal and we shared a drink and talked about a few things until she said mw told her the sky’s the limit with me. I also got her version of things mw told her about the party two weeks ago.
Jordan told me to take my clothes off and I did so, stripping everything off down to taupe seamed thigh highs and beige sling back pumps while she finished her drink. I will say I’ve come to enjoy undressing for mature black women and I think it showed today. She handed me her glass and I fixed her another one. She felt me up quite a bit, taking rough liberties with my tits and cunt. Then she had me bend forward at the waist and use my hands to spread my ass cheeks. As she put it she wanted to see that slutty little asshole of mine that gets so much abuse. So I spread, and she made lewd remarks about my asshole, spit on it several times, lubed her finger with my cunt juices and slipped it inside me. She bitched and dirty talked, kept twisting the finger until I was moaning then removed the finger and had me suck it. She did this routine several times each time hurling degrading remarks at me about what a dirty whore I was and made remarks about white women in general.
She had me get a dildo from my bag (she chose that over the strappy), lube it and hand it to her. she made me tell her how much I wanted my ass fucked and indeed, she slid it into me and began reaming my ass while I lowered my upper body on the bed and stood with my legs apart and my ass pushed back. She also slapped my ass with her hand. After several minutes of this she pulled it out, had me kiss it and thank her. She talked about how this was getting her worked up and in the mood.
She took a break from this routine and had me rinse my mouth out with crown royal. I came back to her. she stood and had me undress her down to bra, panties, hose and heels then tell her how much I wanted her body. Then she let me remove her bra and suck her mammoth tits. I lowered her panties and knelt between her legs as she sat on the end of the bed, started kissing her pussy, using my tongue and fingers and giving her my full attention. She, however, wasn’t satisfied with my technique and had me use my whole face, rubbing it up and down through her hairy bush. That got her going and kept doing that until she came and went into a series of orgasms. I licked on her some more then she turned her ass to me. Her ass is huge, classic bubble butt, and I pulled her cheeks apart and smelled her musk and a bit of her perfume as well. I started kissing and licking, then tonguing her rose while I worked a hand back to her cunt and fingered her pussy. She came again. We paused for a moment and I fixed us another drink.
She had me lie down on the bed and she straddled my face, trapping me under her massive butt and thighs, I sucked her pussy again while she (facing my body) pulled my legs up and spanked my ass and cunt. She roughly fingered me but had me hold off on an orgasm until she was ready. When I brought her off she squeezed my cunt and I also came.
She paid me $300 and said she’d see me again on her next trip
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Aug 6, 2011: Mw's Party Saturday Night (3 of 3)
Blog 11 08 06. MW’s Party Saturday night.
Before I left Mw’s Saturday early afternoon, we’d agreed I’d come back and serve at her party tonight. She showed me the dress she wanted me to wear; Green, sexy, low cut, gathers under the bust, falls to mid/upper thigh. Slinky material. When I told her I had open crotch panty hose she said that'd be perfect. That plus the Lucite’s... no bra or panty obviously. I came home with the dress, checked messages then took a welcomed 2 hour nap. Showered, dressed and drove back. took an extra pair of thigh highs just in case. I’m now permitted her home address; making progress.
My body was really marked but I didn’t care.
Mw loved the look, dress and heels but decided the thigh highs made more of a statement since the tops were slightly visible under the mini dress. So I went with it; not that it mattered, Mw’s husband loved the combination also.
Around 830 the first guests arrived and within 30 minutes I’d say there were about 50 people, probably more by 10:00pm. Mostly 40’s and over, some have to be in their 60’s if not more, more women than men and all about 2/3 black, the rest white. I greeted some people for her, took a few drink orders, circulate and smile, pick up empty plates and glasses, ask people if the wanted refills, anything to be friendly and of service. Anytime I bent forward my boobs were somewhat exposed. The hem of the dress was shorter than mid thigh. If I bent over, the tops of the hose and bare skin above were totally visible.
Mw introduced me to some as her “new find” and she’d been anxious to get me involved. I got groped several times. Hands under my skirt, feeling my flesh, my ass and a few brushed a hand against my cunt. I just took it and smiled back for the most part. More than one person noticed the telltale and unmistakable marks on my thighs and some across my tits of being whipped. One guy asked if Mw beat me and I said... what do you think. He smiled knowingly and wanted to see. I referred him to Mw but he never came back.
Around 11 or so, Mw took me aside and said there’s someone who wants to see me; take a few minutes and go downstairs. I looked puzzled but she said it’s something you can handle and it’s safe. So I went down to the dungeon and waited. This black woman came in, well dressed in a black slit up the side long dress and dripping with jewelry. Her name was Glenda, I’d chatted with her during the evening, and fixed her a drink or two and I thought she’d given me the eye as well. She’s probably in her 50’s, slightly thick, but the classic large ass and boobs, probably about my height, hair all piled up on top of her head and sprayed with glitter.
She told me quickly that Mw said I’m the best. I looked puzzled and even more so when she said she’d attended a few events down here, referring to the dungeon. I relaxed she set her drink down and kissed me deeply and told me she wanted to see my body. So I slipped the dress off. She moaned, squeezed her legs and cunt and said something like Gawd in heaven yes. she was totally awed by the marks on me from boobs to thighs. She said my bare cunt might as well have whore written all over it. She got a good look at my butt, totally trashed by beatings with the crap cane, paddles and such. And then kissed me again and called me whore. Then she said eat me. She sank to the nearest sofa and raised her dress. I knelt and pulled her panties off and touched her pussy which was oozing. I began licking her and found her to have the heaviest secretions I’d about ever experienced. I ate her, fingered her tongued her and she started going into spasms. I have no idea how many orgasms she ripped off but it was nonstop. I stayed with her all the way and made love to her pussy and her asshole until she subsided.
She asked if I could possibly take a few more strokes (meaning another beating) just for her. I told her I’d do whatever it took to please her. She told me to wait, went upstairs and came back with another black woman, Angie. Angie, slightly slimmer and less full bodied, went OMG and she’d do it. They took me over to the cuffs that we’d left dangling from the ceiling and locked my wrists and told me to keep my legs spread. They started playing with my pussy. Angie asked what’s that all over my face and I said what Glenda gave me. They each selected different things off the wall rack and started whipping me again, mainly tits, cunt ass and legs; one in front of me and the other behind me. I didn’t think that I could take anymore but I got totally worked up to the point I was moaning. Angie took a dildo out of a drawer (they knew their way around this place quite well) and fucked my cunt. She referred to me as cunt face and talked to me about how I was going to eat her. she had me beg for a cumm while Glenda kept whipping my thighs, ass and back. I exploded. Angie fed me my secretions until I began to whimper that I wanted her. They uncuffed me and I dropped to my knees and lowered Angie’s slacks and panties and buried my face on her pussy. I ate her off as if I hadn’t sucked in days. But anyway, she came and they smeared goo all over my face and the edges of my hair.
They dressed while I did the best I could to fix my face which wasn’t much. then I dressed and followed them upstairs to the party, grabbed my purse, found a bathroom upstairs and washed my face and redid makeup.
The rest if the evening was fairly quiet for me even though I got a few giggling remarks from some of the other women who Angie and Glenda told. One woman, I don’t know her name, came to me and said she’d heard everything and wanted to see. She told me to follow her and we went upstairs to a bedroom. I undressed again. she said this was remarkable. We kissed but there was no sex beyond her touching my cunt.
Things wound down by around 1:00am. Mw showed me to one of her guest rooms for the night and I sucked her pussy. She was more than pleased with the events of the evening.
Before I left Mw’s Saturday early afternoon, we’d agreed I’d come back and serve at her party tonight. She showed me the dress she wanted me to wear; Green, sexy, low cut, gathers under the bust, falls to mid/upper thigh. Slinky material. When I told her I had open crotch panty hose she said that'd be perfect. That plus the Lucite’s... no bra or panty obviously. I came home with the dress, checked messages then took a welcomed 2 hour nap. Showered, dressed and drove back. took an extra pair of thigh highs just in case. I’m now permitted her home address; making progress.
My body was really marked but I didn’t care.
Mw loved the look, dress and heels but decided the thigh highs made more of a statement since the tops were slightly visible under the mini dress. So I went with it; not that it mattered, Mw’s husband loved the combination also.
Around 830 the first guests arrived and within 30 minutes I’d say there were about 50 people, probably more by 10:00pm. Mostly 40’s and over, some have to be in their 60’s if not more, more women than men and all about 2/3 black, the rest white. I greeted some people for her, took a few drink orders, circulate and smile, pick up empty plates and glasses, ask people if the wanted refills, anything to be friendly and of service. Anytime I bent forward my boobs were somewhat exposed. The hem of the dress was shorter than mid thigh. If I bent over, the tops of the hose and bare skin above were totally visible.
Mw introduced me to some as her “new find” and she’d been anxious to get me involved. I got groped several times. Hands under my skirt, feeling my flesh, my ass and a few brushed a hand against my cunt. I just took it and smiled back for the most part. More than one person noticed the telltale and unmistakable marks on my thighs and some across my tits of being whipped. One guy asked if Mw beat me and I said... what do you think. He smiled knowingly and wanted to see. I referred him to Mw but he never came back.
Around 11 or so, Mw took me aside and said there’s someone who wants to see me; take a few minutes and go downstairs. I looked puzzled but she said it’s something you can handle and it’s safe. So I went down to the dungeon and waited. This black woman came in, well dressed in a black slit up the side long dress and dripping with jewelry. Her name was Glenda, I’d chatted with her during the evening, and fixed her a drink or two and I thought she’d given me the eye as well. She’s probably in her 50’s, slightly thick, but the classic large ass and boobs, probably about my height, hair all piled up on top of her head and sprayed with glitter.
She told me quickly that Mw said I’m the best. I looked puzzled and even more so when she said she’d attended a few events down here, referring to the dungeon. I relaxed she set her drink down and kissed me deeply and told me she wanted to see my body. So I slipped the dress off. She moaned, squeezed her legs and cunt and said something like Gawd in heaven yes. she was totally awed by the marks on me from boobs to thighs. She said my bare cunt might as well have whore written all over it. She got a good look at my butt, totally trashed by beatings with the crap cane, paddles and such. And then kissed me again and called me whore. Then she said eat me. She sank to the nearest sofa and raised her dress. I knelt and pulled her panties off and touched her pussy which was oozing. I began licking her and found her to have the heaviest secretions I’d about ever experienced. I ate her, fingered her tongued her and she started going into spasms. I have no idea how many orgasms she ripped off but it was nonstop. I stayed with her all the way and made love to her pussy and her asshole until she subsided.
She asked if I could possibly take a few more strokes (meaning another beating) just for her. I told her I’d do whatever it took to please her. She told me to wait, went upstairs and came back with another black woman, Angie. Angie, slightly slimmer and less full bodied, went OMG and she’d do it. They took me over to the cuffs that we’d left dangling from the ceiling and locked my wrists and told me to keep my legs spread. They started playing with my pussy. Angie asked what’s that all over my face and I said what Glenda gave me. They each selected different things off the wall rack and started whipping me again, mainly tits, cunt ass and legs; one in front of me and the other behind me. I didn’t think that I could take anymore but I got totally worked up to the point I was moaning. Angie took a dildo out of a drawer (they knew their way around this place quite well) and fucked my cunt. She referred to me as cunt face and talked to me about how I was going to eat her. she had me beg for a cumm while Glenda kept whipping my thighs, ass and back. I exploded. Angie fed me my secretions until I began to whimper that I wanted her. They uncuffed me and I dropped to my knees and lowered Angie’s slacks and panties and buried my face on her pussy. I ate her off as if I hadn’t sucked in days. But anyway, she came and they smeared goo all over my face and the edges of my hair.
They dressed while I did the best I could to fix my face which wasn’t much. then I dressed and followed them upstairs to the party, grabbed my purse, found a bathroom upstairs and washed my face and redid makeup.
The rest if the evening was fairly quiet for me even though I got a few giggling remarks from some of the other women who Angie and Glenda told. One woman, I don’t know her name, came to me and said she’d heard everything and wanted to see. She told me to follow her and we went upstairs to a bedroom. I undressed again. she said this was remarkable. We kissed but there was no sex beyond her touching my cunt.
Things wound down by around 1:00am. Mw showed me to one of her guest rooms for the night and I sucked her pussy. She was more than pleased with the events of the evening.
Aug 5, 2011: Friday with MW; (2 of 3)
Friday from 1:00pm until Saturday around 2:00pm
I repeated the routine of going to Fran's first and riding over to mw’s with hershe drove us to mw’s; again wearing the black out dark glasses. I knew that Katrina would not be there today and Fran told me she’d have to leave soon and they’d arrange to pick me up later.
Within moments of arriving, Mw had me strip completely so she could check my body. While I stood nude in the living room with my hands behind my head, she, Fran and Lisette took inventory of yesterday’s telltale marks. Louise came in and took my clothes.
Mw was in an extremely good mood and talked specifically talked about how the experience of watching me slid into subspace yesterday on the half barrel. how much she enjoyed watching me go off the deep end, letting go and surrendering completely. I thanked her for bringing me through that moment and I told her they could do anything to me, I really didn’t care. We talked about her desires to fuck me up, my masochistic tendencies and that I was being paid to let it all out. She promised me I’d work hard for my money.
She also said I wasn’t going home until they were through with me and demanded an overnight. I took a few minutes to make the appropriate arrangements. Once that was completed, Fran left.
Mw pulled out a silver serving tray with a strap that fastened around my waist and two small straps that ran from the outer edges of the tray to a collar which she fastened around my neck. I practiced walking in my heels and keeping the tray level. The subtle humiliation impact was immediate. Lisette mixed cocktails and loaded the tray and I practiced walking without spilling drinks. When I did Lisette would smack my ass with a crop. This game went on for quite some time.
Around 3:00, Lorraine and Talia arrived which was totally unexpected to me. I had not seen these two demonic women since January. I mixed their drinks, set them on my tray and tottered to them as they mocked me. The four of them swapped stories about various things they’d done to me. They also discussed the hotel; Sylvia’s name was mentioned frequently. They talked about both of you also. Mw referenced my blog and had me update them on my episodes with the younger back girls. They kidded about hosting a fuck party for me so they could watch.
We went to the playroom. Larraine and Talia had been here before. I still had the tray on. They clamped my nipples and ran the other end of the short chain to the front edge of the tray then loaded it with drinks and had me walk around. The pain was excruciating but as Mw said, it was another variation on a theme of servitude. After they’d played this to the max, they removed the tray.
Mw told I’d need an enema and they expected me to give myself one. She gave me the bag, told me to fill it with water, add wine and detergent, hang the bag on the shower curtain rod, kneel in the tub and lube my hole. With them in the bathroom, I inserted and filled myself, waited in agony and humiliation while they counted off the time. I spewed my mess all over the tub. She filled the bag again and had me give myself another one then clean the tub and wash my lower body.
Mw got her sybian. They positioned me on it and tied my ankles to my thighs and cuffed my hands behind me. They started the machine on low and watched me become accustomed to the fucking. What made the ride more erotic was all of them sitting their, fully dressed and sipping cocktails. Mw got clamps and weights and did my tits, then increased the intensity of the sybian which made me squirm and jiggle the clamps and weights more. They undressed down to bra and panties or nude. Lorraine stood in from of me and pulled her panty down and I licked her while I got machine fucked. They’d alter the speed, sometimes completely off, sometimes high but getting fucked and eating their pussies and asses was a total turn on. Mentally this put me in a state of happiness. I licked off each of them. Nothing was rushed and I found that the deliberate, methodical pace added to my anticipation. Also I came several times until my cunt was slick. After Gawd knows how long of this, they untied me and let me pee in the bucket.
Mw immediately took me over to a bench type thing between two tall thick wooden posts by the wall. The bench was hinged and adjustable, a narrow seat, a back that was maybe 3 feet high. I sat on the seat and they tied my hands to rings on the side of the bench and raised the back of the bench to almost vertical. Then she roped my body to the bench, then opened my legs in a V, put cuffs on my ankles and lifted my legs until my feet were higher than my head and tied them to a beam. In this position she had full access to my asshole, my cunt, my tits and my mouth. I shivered. They talked about how exposed and vulnerable I was to their whims. They walked away and left me shivering in anticipation while they pissed in the bucket had another round of drinks. I closed my eyes and imagined what might come next.
Lisette put rubber bands around the base of my tits. From there it was their hands all over me and more talk about how exposed I was. It drove me mad. They talked about how over fucked my cunt was and my poor, clean asshole was so neglected. Lorraine lubed my hole and worked a dildo into my ass. Talia pulled my nipples and also fucked my mouth with another dildo. It became a combination of them fucking my mouth and ass with dildos and flogging my tits and tummy, feeding me their juices as well as my own and totally ignoring my throbbing cunt. Somewhere in this process I went over the moon and started shaking all over, begging them to fuck me and use me. I felt myself slipping away and Mw knew where I was. She asked if I wanted to be their little whore and I was screaming out my answers. Lisette fucked my cunt until I exploded in an orgasm that consumed my entire body. Then they started whipping my legs, thighs, tummy, tits, cunt and ass until I exploded again from pain. I licked their fingers, the strappy and anything they’d used in my cunt and ass.
They unstrapped me from this device and roughly pushed me to another spot in the room where they strapped suspension cuffs on my wrists and attached chains form the cuffs to a bar hanging from the ceiling. They kicked my legs apart and cuffed my ankles to a spread bar and flogged me. It got wicked. They used a variety of things and whipped me from my lower thighs to my shoulders. I was screaming and they gagged me. They’d hit me then wait and start again. I went into lala land believing this was the beating Mw really wanted to give me. They clamped and weighted my nipples and cunt lips and let me absorb what I could until they started again. I was drooling all over myself. I had no concept of time but when they finished and untied me I slumped to the floor.
They pulled me up and hustled me to the half barrel where I was yesterday. This time, however, they put me face down over it and strapped me to it. They separated my thighs, strapped them apart and lubed my ass hole. Mw reminded me her favorite thing was my mouth and ass and I believed every word of it. One of them began fucked my ass. They ass fucked me until I was a combination of numb and raw. As for my mouth and face, they fucked my mouth with a strappy and took turns pissing in my face and name calling me. They also used a cane on my ass and tore my ass apart with that thing. I felt like some pathetic object while they retreated to the bar, talked and watched me. They came back and ass fucked me again and Lisette savagely fucked my cunt again.
When they unstrapped me, they gave me a spray bottle of solution and rags and had me clean the floor, the barrel, the wooden board and anything that had piss on it.
I wanted to collapse but they roughly grabbed me and led me upstairs. (I noticed it was getting dark and raining heavily). They showed me off to Louise, pushed me to the kitchen floor and had me remove her shoes and socks and kiss and suck her toes and lick her feet then suck her pussy. Louise said I was the worst specimen of the trash she’d ever seen. The four of them dragged me down a hallway, into the garage and out a door that led to the back yard and shoved me out into a torrential downpour and onto the ground. They locked the door and watched me get soaked. I knew better than to try to get back in and lay there. Lisette shouted out at me to wash off in rainwater. I stayed out there until it was well past dark and Louise let me in and gave me a towel.
I found the four of them dressed and sitting in the dining room having dinner. Mw let me come by her and she hand fed me until she filled a plate and set it on the floor. I ate every morsel and drank glass after glass of water. That helped but I was still exhausted. They strapped the serving tray on me again and had me serve after dinner drinks in the den. Mw’s husband came home and got a good look at this. I had to serve him a drink also. Other than touching me some he didn’t try to do any fuck things. I think Mw has put the word out on him about that.
For the rest of then evening, they sat in the den, watched TV and talked. I curled beside Mw’s feet like her puppy dog. Around 1030 Lorraine and Talia left. I kissed them goodbye on theirs asses. Mw debated where I would sleep, with Lisette or in the cage. Lisette said the cage was better for me since she didn’t sleep with whores. Mw brought some things down to the den. She plugged my ass, put a full latex panty on me then a white open bottom corset and mesh hose. She strapped my arms close to my sides and strapped my wrists in front of me. There was no way I was getting the plug out of me during the night. I kissed Lisette good night, said good night to Fred, Mw’s hubby, who by this time had a rise in his pants. Mw walked me downstairs and locked me inside the cage and threw a blanket over me. She left me in darkness except for a night light by the bar. I hated the outfit but I fell asleep instantly.
Saturday morning, Louise came down and let me out. She removed the panty so I could pee and unstrapped me so I could brush my teeth and wash my face. Then she led me upstairs. It was around 9:00. I sat in a kitchen chair until Mw came down. She let me have coffee, yogurt and melon. She had me take off the goofy outfit and get naked in the kitchen while Fred watched and licked his lips.
Lisette and Mw took me downstairs and put me under the spotlights and looked at my body. When I saw it in the mirror I gasped. I was marked everywhere. They took me out to the playroom and again tied me on the floor as I was on Thursday. Spread and tied in an x. once again Mw got the potty chair and placed it over me but this time over my cunt. She calmly took a shit right on my cunt and got up. Lisette, the bitch, moved the chair to my face and took her morning shit right on me like she did Thursday. The feeling on my part was exactly the same. They both pissed on me. They untied me and made me clean up the mess, carry it out to the trash then let me shower and clean up.
When I came out of the bathroom I ate both of them. But then a touch of meanness came. Mw didn’t think my cunt and asshole had been sufficiently whipped. I wanted to differ with her but kept silent. They took me to a padded table and had me lie on my back. I grasped the sides and they pulled my legs over my head until my knees were by my ears. Mw held my feet and legs in place. My cunt and ass were sticking straight up. Lisette began methodically whipping my cunt and ass hole with a crop and a thin paddle that resembled a ruler. She did 10 on my cunt, 10 on my asshole then stopped, let me recover and did 10 more on each. I begged them for mercy especially on my cunt. They stopped the cunt beating at 30 but did a total of 50 on my asshole.
Mw said I’d make up the difference on my cunt in a more painful way. They had me straddle a wooden horse, feet barely touching the floor, hands tied behind me. I couldn’t believe the instant pain against my cunt. Mw said to imagine how severe this would be if she tied my feet so they couldn’t touch the floor. She said she didn’t want to bruise my cunt but she would if necessary, did I want this or the other 20 on my cunt. I said I’ll take the other 20 on my cunt. Quickly they untied me and I returned to the table and willingly pulled my legs back and offered them my cunt. Mw slowly gave me the other 20 then pulled me up and kissed me fully on the mouth. I kissed her back. She told me she never wanted to harm me but I needed to remember whose house I was in.
I knew she'd planned a party tonight in Lisette’s honor. I asked if I could assist in anyway that I had the weekend to myself now that hubby went off. she about flipped out. We went upstairs and she showed me several dresses she’d love to see me wear. We settled on a low cut bright green mini dress. I told her I’d go home to get the right shoes, the Lucite’s and jewelry and I’d stay the night with her. That put a smile on her face. Katrina and Fran picked me up around 2. I’ll detail Saturday night and Sunday morning in a separate writing.
I repeated the routine of going to Fran's first and riding over to mw’s with hershe drove us to mw’s; again wearing the black out dark glasses. I knew that Katrina would not be there today and Fran told me she’d have to leave soon and they’d arrange to pick me up later.
Within moments of arriving, Mw had me strip completely so she could check my body. While I stood nude in the living room with my hands behind my head, she, Fran and Lisette took inventory of yesterday’s telltale marks. Louise came in and took my clothes.
Mw was in an extremely good mood and talked specifically talked about how the experience of watching me slid into subspace yesterday on the half barrel. how much she enjoyed watching me go off the deep end, letting go and surrendering completely. I thanked her for bringing me through that moment and I told her they could do anything to me, I really didn’t care. We talked about her desires to fuck me up, my masochistic tendencies and that I was being paid to let it all out. She promised me I’d work hard for my money.
She also said I wasn’t going home until they were through with me and demanded an overnight. I took a few minutes to make the appropriate arrangements. Once that was completed, Fran left.
Mw pulled out a silver serving tray with a strap that fastened around my waist and two small straps that ran from the outer edges of the tray to a collar which she fastened around my neck. I practiced walking in my heels and keeping the tray level. The subtle humiliation impact was immediate. Lisette mixed cocktails and loaded the tray and I practiced walking without spilling drinks. When I did Lisette would smack my ass with a crop. This game went on for quite some time.
Around 3:00, Lorraine and Talia arrived which was totally unexpected to me. I had not seen these two demonic women since January. I mixed their drinks, set them on my tray and tottered to them as they mocked me. The four of them swapped stories about various things they’d done to me. They also discussed the hotel; Sylvia’s name was mentioned frequently. They talked about both of you also. Mw referenced my blog and had me update them on my episodes with the younger back girls. They kidded about hosting a fuck party for me so they could watch.
We went to the playroom. Larraine and Talia had been here before. I still had the tray on. They clamped my nipples and ran the other end of the short chain to the front edge of the tray then loaded it with drinks and had me walk around. The pain was excruciating but as Mw said, it was another variation on a theme of servitude. After they’d played this to the max, they removed the tray.
Mw told I’d need an enema and they expected me to give myself one. She gave me the bag, told me to fill it with water, add wine and detergent, hang the bag on the shower curtain rod, kneel in the tub and lube my hole. With them in the bathroom, I inserted and filled myself, waited in agony and humiliation while they counted off the time. I spewed my mess all over the tub. She filled the bag again and had me give myself another one then clean the tub and wash my lower body.
Mw got her sybian. They positioned me on it and tied my ankles to my thighs and cuffed my hands behind me. They started the machine on low and watched me become accustomed to the fucking. What made the ride more erotic was all of them sitting their, fully dressed and sipping cocktails. Mw got clamps and weights and did my tits, then increased the intensity of the sybian which made me squirm and jiggle the clamps and weights more. They undressed down to bra and panties or nude. Lorraine stood in from of me and pulled her panty down and I licked her while I got machine fucked. They’d alter the speed, sometimes completely off, sometimes high but getting fucked and eating their pussies and asses was a total turn on. Mentally this put me in a state of happiness. I licked off each of them. Nothing was rushed and I found that the deliberate, methodical pace added to my anticipation. Also I came several times until my cunt was slick. After Gawd knows how long of this, they untied me and let me pee in the bucket.
Mw immediately took me over to a bench type thing between two tall thick wooden posts by the wall. The bench was hinged and adjustable, a narrow seat, a back that was maybe 3 feet high. I sat on the seat and they tied my hands to rings on the side of the bench and raised the back of the bench to almost vertical. Then she roped my body to the bench, then opened my legs in a V, put cuffs on my ankles and lifted my legs until my feet were higher than my head and tied them to a beam. In this position she had full access to my asshole, my cunt, my tits and my mouth. I shivered. They talked about how exposed and vulnerable I was to their whims. They walked away and left me shivering in anticipation while they pissed in the bucket had another round of drinks. I closed my eyes and imagined what might come next.
Lisette put rubber bands around the base of my tits. From there it was their hands all over me and more talk about how exposed I was. It drove me mad. They talked about how over fucked my cunt was and my poor, clean asshole was so neglected. Lorraine lubed my hole and worked a dildo into my ass. Talia pulled my nipples and also fucked my mouth with another dildo. It became a combination of them fucking my mouth and ass with dildos and flogging my tits and tummy, feeding me their juices as well as my own and totally ignoring my throbbing cunt. Somewhere in this process I went over the moon and started shaking all over, begging them to fuck me and use me. I felt myself slipping away and Mw knew where I was. She asked if I wanted to be their little whore and I was screaming out my answers. Lisette fucked my cunt until I exploded in an orgasm that consumed my entire body. Then they started whipping my legs, thighs, tummy, tits, cunt and ass until I exploded again from pain. I licked their fingers, the strappy and anything they’d used in my cunt and ass.
They unstrapped me from this device and roughly pushed me to another spot in the room where they strapped suspension cuffs on my wrists and attached chains form the cuffs to a bar hanging from the ceiling. They kicked my legs apart and cuffed my ankles to a spread bar and flogged me. It got wicked. They used a variety of things and whipped me from my lower thighs to my shoulders. I was screaming and they gagged me. They’d hit me then wait and start again. I went into lala land believing this was the beating Mw really wanted to give me. They clamped and weighted my nipples and cunt lips and let me absorb what I could until they started again. I was drooling all over myself. I had no concept of time but when they finished and untied me I slumped to the floor.
They pulled me up and hustled me to the half barrel where I was yesterday. This time, however, they put me face down over it and strapped me to it. They separated my thighs, strapped them apart and lubed my ass hole. Mw reminded me her favorite thing was my mouth and ass and I believed every word of it. One of them began fucked my ass. They ass fucked me until I was a combination of numb and raw. As for my mouth and face, they fucked my mouth with a strappy and took turns pissing in my face and name calling me. They also used a cane on my ass and tore my ass apart with that thing. I felt like some pathetic object while they retreated to the bar, talked and watched me. They came back and ass fucked me again and Lisette savagely fucked my cunt again.
When they unstrapped me, they gave me a spray bottle of solution and rags and had me clean the floor, the barrel, the wooden board and anything that had piss on it.
I wanted to collapse but they roughly grabbed me and led me upstairs. (I noticed it was getting dark and raining heavily). They showed me off to Louise, pushed me to the kitchen floor and had me remove her shoes and socks and kiss and suck her toes and lick her feet then suck her pussy. Louise said I was the worst specimen of the trash she’d ever seen. The four of them dragged me down a hallway, into the garage and out a door that led to the back yard and shoved me out into a torrential downpour and onto the ground. They locked the door and watched me get soaked. I knew better than to try to get back in and lay there. Lisette shouted out at me to wash off in rainwater. I stayed out there until it was well past dark and Louise let me in and gave me a towel.
I found the four of them dressed and sitting in the dining room having dinner. Mw let me come by her and she hand fed me until she filled a plate and set it on the floor. I ate every morsel and drank glass after glass of water. That helped but I was still exhausted. They strapped the serving tray on me again and had me serve after dinner drinks in the den. Mw’s husband came home and got a good look at this. I had to serve him a drink also. Other than touching me some he didn’t try to do any fuck things. I think Mw has put the word out on him about that.
For the rest of then evening, they sat in the den, watched TV and talked. I curled beside Mw’s feet like her puppy dog. Around 1030 Lorraine and Talia left. I kissed them goodbye on theirs asses. Mw debated where I would sleep, with Lisette or in the cage. Lisette said the cage was better for me since she didn’t sleep with whores. Mw brought some things down to the den. She plugged my ass, put a full latex panty on me then a white open bottom corset and mesh hose. She strapped my arms close to my sides and strapped my wrists in front of me. There was no way I was getting the plug out of me during the night. I kissed Lisette good night, said good night to Fred, Mw’s hubby, who by this time had a rise in his pants. Mw walked me downstairs and locked me inside the cage and threw a blanket over me. She left me in darkness except for a night light by the bar. I hated the outfit but I fell asleep instantly.
Saturday morning, Louise came down and let me out. She removed the panty so I could pee and unstrapped me so I could brush my teeth and wash my face. Then she led me upstairs. It was around 9:00. I sat in a kitchen chair until Mw came down. She let me have coffee, yogurt and melon. She had me take off the goofy outfit and get naked in the kitchen while Fred watched and licked his lips.
Lisette and Mw took me downstairs and put me under the spotlights and looked at my body. When I saw it in the mirror I gasped. I was marked everywhere. They took me out to the playroom and again tied me on the floor as I was on Thursday. Spread and tied in an x. once again Mw got the potty chair and placed it over me but this time over my cunt. She calmly took a shit right on my cunt and got up. Lisette, the bitch, moved the chair to my face and took her morning shit right on me like she did Thursday. The feeling on my part was exactly the same. They both pissed on me. They untied me and made me clean up the mess, carry it out to the trash then let me shower and clean up.
When I came out of the bathroom I ate both of them. But then a touch of meanness came. Mw didn’t think my cunt and asshole had been sufficiently whipped. I wanted to differ with her but kept silent. They took me to a padded table and had me lie on my back. I grasped the sides and they pulled my legs over my head until my knees were by my ears. Mw held my feet and legs in place. My cunt and ass were sticking straight up. Lisette began methodically whipping my cunt and ass hole with a crop and a thin paddle that resembled a ruler. She did 10 on my cunt, 10 on my asshole then stopped, let me recover and did 10 more on each. I begged them for mercy especially on my cunt. They stopped the cunt beating at 30 but did a total of 50 on my asshole.
Mw said I’d make up the difference on my cunt in a more painful way. They had me straddle a wooden horse, feet barely touching the floor, hands tied behind me. I couldn’t believe the instant pain against my cunt. Mw said to imagine how severe this would be if she tied my feet so they couldn’t touch the floor. She said she didn’t want to bruise my cunt but she would if necessary, did I want this or the other 20 on my cunt. I said I’ll take the other 20 on my cunt. Quickly they untied me and I returned to the table and willingly pulled my legs back and offered them my cunt. Mw slowly gave me the other 20 then pulled me up and kissed me fully on the mouth. I kissed her back. She told me she never wanted to harm me but I needed to remember whose house I was in.
I knew she'd planned a party tonight in Lisette’s honor. I asked if I could assist in anyway that I had the weekend to myself now that hubby went off. she about flipped out. We went upstairs and she showed me several dresses she’d love to see me wear. We settled on a low cut bright green mini dress. I told her I’d go home to get the right shoes, the Lucite’s and jewelry and I’d stay the night with her. That put a smile on her face. Katrina and Fran picked me up around 2. I’ll detail Saturday night and Sunday morning in a separate writing.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Aug 4, 2011: Thursday at MW’s (1 of 3)
Previously, I have mentioned that sometimes I find myself in situations as a consequence of my own precarious actions or ill-timed judgment. Another such a situation occurred this past weekend, actually in various segments beginning Thursday afternoon and ending Sunday morning.
For weeks, MW, an aristocratic, haughty black woman who I served on occasion, had indicted she wanted me and I, though willing, had postponed things for various reasons. Nonetheless, Thursday morning I went to Fran's around 11:30 and met Katrina. We ate a quick bite then went straight to MW’s in Fran’s car. I had the black out dark glasses on me since I’m forbidden to know where MW lives or how to get there.
Katrina and Fran escorted me inside where I removed the glasses. MW and Lisette, her younger sister, met us and the four of them shared hugs and greetings. For me, MW had a laughing stare and Lisette said nothing. We went into the main living room; sumptuous, ornate high ceilings, two separate groupings of couches and chairs plus another around the fireplace, and the private garden patio off the far end. The four of them sat in couches and chairs and MW directed me to take drink orders and told me I knew where the bar was and make myself useful. They talked and I did as instructed.
After serving drinks, I stood in front of them; mw and Lisette on one sofa, Katrina and Fran on two side chairs off to the right. Mw let me know she was not happy; that her thought was I’d see her at least every six months, now it’s been 10 months plus she started asking for me back in May and to top it off, I’d delayed this visit by a day. She let me know my time with her would not be easy.
She called for someone and a young black woman, dressed in black cotton skirt and low cut blouse came in. Mw introduced her as Louise her full time maid. She told Louise I was going to undress and she was to take my clothes. Mw looked at me and said … strip, she’d tell me what to take off. Louise stood calmly off to my right as mw barked out blouse, bra, and skirt, giggled but said the slit panties must go and stopped, leaving me in garter belt, dark taupe seamed hose, and high heels. Louise took my clothes and returned.
Mw said my first act was to ask Louise if I could eat her pussy. My mouth fell open in shock. Louise told me to get on my knees and ask. Shamed, I dropped to my knees in front of her and asked. She raised her skirt right there (I thought we’d go back to some bedroom) but she acted without embarrassment. I removed her panties which I had to kiss then went to her cunt and began licking and after some period of time, made her cumm. I then performed the ceremonial duty of spreading her cheeks and kissing her ass.
Mw conferred with her maid in private. Louise left the room, came back with a tripod type device like you’d mount a camera on but she set it up and screwed a life like dildo with balls and all that onto the stand. Mw told me to stand next to it while she adjusted the height of the tripod legs. When they were satisfied, mw told me to straddle it, lower my cunt on the dildo and fuck myself. Though terribly embarrassed, I lowered slightly and let it fill me and began fucking up and down. Louise meanwhile refilled drinks and brought in munchies. They ate, told jokes about me, talked about different things while I kept fucking myself. I told them when I was ready to cumm but had to keep fucking until they all agreed I could cumm. Afterwards, I stood there with the cock in me until they finished eating.
Louise cleared the plates and refilled drinks, whispered with mw briefly and left the room. The four of them continued to talk until Louise returned with a filled enema bag. I went weak. Mw told me to dismount the cock, take off my hose, garter belt and heels and follow her maid to the patio. Lou grabbed my hair and pulled me after her. At the French doors, I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled onto the small brick terrace off the end of the living room surrounded by lush flowers and shrubs. Louise positioned me at the edge of the patio, lubed me, inserted the nozzle and filled me. It was hot as hell, close to 100 and the combination of the enema and the heat caused me to perspire immediately. Mw and the others watched this from the shade of an awning over part of the patio. I knew there must have been wine or something in the bag, I began to feel it. I expelled and pissed. Louise threw a bucket of water on my ass and gave me a towel to wipe off. From there it was back inside and the comfort of the air conditioning. Mw had Louise hose off the patio and said that’s all she’d need her for.
Mw lubed me again and inserted anal balls in me; 3 silver ones, each about the size of a ping pong ball. They led me by the leash, through a hallway then downstairs to a basement hallway and the dungeon playroom. she mashed a code on the keypad behind a picture on the wall and part of a wall opened to her dungeon. We entered her windowless chamber. Again, and I said this last October, I have never seen such a complete array of equipment, about every thing imaginable. There’s also a wet bar at one end, two leather sofas and a full bath. Its a perfect hideaway and sex party room.
They sat on the sofas. Mw explained I’d be here for a long time and I’d start by eating them. I went to Lisette first and removed her panties and began. While I did, they watched, talked about me, the hotel weekend. I went from Lisette to mw, to Fran and finally Katrina. At times any of the other three watching would stand behind me and flog my ass and pull the beads out and reinsert them. I found it’s a monumental task to concentrate on the cunt at my mouth while beads are going out and back in my ass but it also made me focus on giving them the best orgasm possible. Over a period of time I brought each of them to an orgasm.
Mw wasted no time enacting her next move. They took me to the stocks and lowered the bar to waist height. They bent me over and put my head and wrists in the appropriate holes then lowered and locked the top bar. They moved my legs wide apart and strapped them to the floor support of the stocks. Mw reminded me she's more interested in my mouth and ass than my cunt when it comes to fucking. She forced her strappy in my mouth and face fucked me incessantly. Then she moved behind me, pulled the anal balls out and lubed my ass. she slid it the cock into my cunt a few times then moved to my ass and began fucking me. Lisette, in turn, backed her ass up to my face and I sucked and tongued her rose while mw took my ass without mercy. As she fucked me she’d also reach under me to my hanging tits and pinch and pull my nipples.
She and Lisette switched places. Lisette gave me an ass fucking while I sucked mw’s hole. They also took turns swatting my ass and tits with the flogger and a crop. They kept remarking about my gapping ass hole and just kept fucking.. When they’d fucked my ass halfway to insanity, mw clamped and weighted my nipples. She lit candles and dropped hot wax onto my ass hole and let it drip down to my cunt until she said my ass and cunt were sealed with wax. They went to the bar and had a drink and did girl talk while the wax cooled and hardened. Eventually Lisette took the crop to my ass and beat it off. My squirming caused tortuous pain in my weighed nipples. I ate her pussy again to thank her.
They went upstairs and left me. Why or for what I have no idea or do I have any idea how long. But it gave me time to regroup and let the pain in my ass, cunt and tits subside. I give them credit for prolonging my endurance and building my anticipation. Though it was cool in the dungeon, the overhead lights focused on the stocks had me perspiring. When the came back they released me from the stocks, had me squat and pee in a plastic bucket. I also drank some wine.
But the respite was short lived. They took me to a piece of bondage equipment, arched like half a bass drum and padded and had me lie on top of it, on my back, strapped my legs and arms to the sides of it and buckled a strap across my tummy.. My back was in the center of the arch and my head tilted back on one end and my cunt and hips on the other. My cunt and mouth were so available. The feeling made me squirm in anticipation. Mw half crawled over my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I ate her and found me being unable to move and her having all the control of how much she wanted of my mouth was amazing. Despite her sadism and ill feelings toward me, I found myself alive with desire to consume her cunt. She knew it and teased me until I was begging. I can’t tell you what this did to me. I actually saw her smile. One of them held a wand on my cunt, teased it then backed off and attacked it again while mw played her game with my mouth. I strained against the leather straps holding me to the device and came several times. The vibrations of the wand were replaced by someone hitting my cunt and inner thighs with a crop.
Nothing really mattered. I zoned out into subspace and waited for the next series of blows against my cunt like a junkie needed a fix. My tongue was deep into mw’s ass when someone put a clamp on my clit and yanked it off. That happened repeatedly until someone returned with the crop and raked my cunt and inner thighs with a series of sharp blows; another whipped my tits. Pain whore doesn’t begin to describe me at that moment.
Mw came several times and Lisette’s cunt lowered over me. I began making love to hers as well. She also controlled how much of her cunt I got and how long she left it there. I absorbed her orgasms and felt her juices dripping on my face. Again someone was having their way with my cunt; fucking me with a dildo. I felt beautiful, purposeful and live. I was screaming for more. Katrina said rarely has she ever seen me so worked up. Mentally, I was in another world. I also ate Fran and Katrina in much the same way. When they finished with me they went to the bar, had another drink and returned. They unbuckled the straps holding my legs and lifted then so they could get at my ass. They cuffed my ankles to metal rings suspended from the ceiling and Lisette whipped my ass hole and fucked my ass again. Mw also fucked my mouth until she removed her strappy and settled her cunt back over my mouth. I brought her then Lisette off again. Mw fucked my ass once more and inserted a g-spot vibe in my pussy. Despite all the fucking I still found a way to go of in skyrockets.
They removed me from the half barrel. I was dizzy. I had to lie down and let my body readjust. Finally I went to pee in the bucket again and drank water.
When I recovered, they directed me to a particular spot in the dungeon and placed large towel on the floor and layered that with absorbent pads. I lay as they directed, face up, with my upper body on the towel and pads they spread me in and x and put Velcro cuffs on my wrists and ankles, tied ropes to those, stretched me out and tied the ropes to things in the room. Again they left me alone and went back upstairs. My anticipation built.
They returned. What I saw next sent me into orbit. Lisette had a potty chair, the kind you’d get at a medical equipment place. She set it over my upper body so the seat was directly over my face, she removed the potty itself, stripped totally nude and sat so she was facing my body and put her feet on my tummy and cunt. I knew what was coming. She started talking to me about shit and how gross it was for somebody to be a toilet. She said she’d eaten a high fiber diet for the past 24 hours and had to let it go. I was looking straight up at her ass sitting in the ring of the toilet seat. It’s a sight I’ve never seen before and it’s chilling. I tried to turn my head to one side but mw put triangular shaped pieces of rubber on either side of my head which limited my head movement. Lisette let out a fart and her hole flared. I was mesmerized and terrified until I saw this turd emerging, slid out and break off and a piece of it hit my face and more followed, I’d closed my eyes but felt more plopping on me and her feet digging into my cunt as she strained for more. Most of it slid between the sides of my face and the rubber wedges. Some was on my neck but it was definitely there. I felt her piss down on me. Mw shouted at me to open my eyes and when I did I saw her wiping her ass. And letting the soiled paper float down on me probably 4-5 times. She got off the seat and said that was the best shit of her life. Mw mounted the seat and pissed and she asked Katrina and Fran to do so. Katrina did it with no emotion, just pissed on me. None of the other three shit. While Fran was sitting on the seat, one of them put a wand on my cunt and within seconds I was cumming like crazy.
I stank, I smelled like exactly what I was; their toilet. I couldn’t believe the feeling and the humiliation yet how much I exploded in my orgasms. I felt this strange mixture of wretchedness and sensuality. They kept calling me a shit head. Again they left the room, this time in stitches of laughter. I was left to smell and feel this icky shit around my face. I wanted to throw up but I didn’t dare and suppressed the urge.
In a few minutes they came back. Lisette took the bucket I’d peed in all afternoon which reeked and dumped stale pee over me. They let me absorb that indignity and then untied me. I got up and at mw’s direction folded the pads in such a way that it contained all the crap and piss. I put that bundle of my filth in a plastic bag, and then wiped myself off, my face mainly, with toilet paper. Somehow cleaning up this mess is worse than taking it. I carried the plastic bag out the door at the end of the basement hallway and set it outside. I noticed when I did it was nearly dark.
I came back in and mw said I’d be better company if I showered. I figured the day was pretty much over and truthfully, I was about at the end of my endurance. I showered and noticed the whip marks around my ass and cunt and thighs.
However my thoughts about the day being over were false. Mw intended to keep me overnight and keep going. I told her I couldn’t; I didn’t have an excuse. That didn’t set well with her. Katrina intervened. In exchange for being allowed to leave tonight, I had to promise to come back Friday and be prepared to stay the night if necessary. Reluctantly I agreed. Louise appeared with my clothes but mw withheld payment until I showed up on Friday. I dressed and Fran and I left. Katrina stayed to talk to mw and I figured that had something to do with me.
I got my car at Fran's, thanked her and came home, arriving shortly after 9:00p.
For weeks, MW, an aristocratic, haughty black woman who I served on occasion, had indicted she wanted me and I, though willing, had postponed things for various reasons. Nonetheless, Thursday morning I went to Fran's around 11:30 and met Katrina. We ate a quick bite then went straight to MW’s in Fran’s car. I had the black out dark glasses on me since I’m forbidden to know where MW lives or how to get there.
Katrina and Fran escorted me inside where I removed the glasses. MW and Lisette, her younger sister, met us and the four of them shared hugs and greetings. For me, MW had a laughing stare and Lisette said nothing. We went into the main living room; sumptuous, ornate high ceilings, two separate groupings of couches and chairs plus another around the fireplace, and the private garden patio off the far end. The four of them sat in couches and chairs and MW directed me to take drink orders and told me I knew where the bar was and make myself useful. They talked and I did as instructed.
After serving drinks, I stood in front of them; mw and Lisette on one sofa, Katrina and Fran on two side chairs off to the right. Mw let me know she was not happy; that her thought was I’d see her at least every six months, now it’s been 10 months plus she started asking for me back in May and to top it off, I’d delayed this visit by a day. She let me know my time with her would not be easy.
She called for someone and a young black woman, dressed in black cotton skirt and low cut blouse came in. Mw introduced her as Louise her full time maid. She told Louise I was going to undress and she was to take my clothes. Mw looked at me and said … strip, she’d tell me what to take off. Louise stood calmly off to my right as mw barked out blouse, bra, and skirt, giggled but said the slit panties must go and stopped, leaving me in garter belt, dark taupe seamed hose, and high heels. Louise took my clothes and returned.
Mw said my first act was to ask Louise if I could eat her pussy. My mouth fell open in shock. Louise told me to get on my knees and ask. Shamed, I dropped to my knees in front of her and asked. She raised her skirt right there (I thought we’d go back to some bedroom) but she acted without embarrassment. I removed her panties which I had to kiss then went to her cunt and began licking and after some period of time, made her cumm. I then performed the ceremonial duty of spreading her cheeks and kissing her ass.
Mw conferred with her maid in private. Louise left the room, came back with a tripod type device like you’d mount a camera on but she set it up and screwed a life like dildo with balls and all that onto the stand. Mw told me to stand next to it while she adjusted the height of the tripod legs. When they were satisfied, mw told me to straddle it, lower my cunt on the dildo and fuck myself. Though terribly embarrassed, I lowered slightly and let it fill me and began fucking up and down. Louise meanwhile refilled drinks and brought in munchies. They ate, told jokes about me, talked about different things while I kept fucking myself. I told them when I was ready to cumm but had to keep fucking until they all agreed I could cumm. Afterwards, I stood there with the cock in me until they finished eating.
Louise cleared the plates and refilled drinks, whispered with mw briefly and left the room. The four of them continued to talk until Louise returned with a filled enema bag. I went weak. Mw told me to dismount the cock, take off my hose, garter belt and heels and follow her maid to the patio. Lou grabbed my hair and pulled me after her. At the French doors, I dropped to my hands and knees and crawled onto the small brick terrace off the end of the living room surrounded by lush flowers and shrubs. Louise positioned me at the edge of the patio, lubed me, inserted the nozzle and filled me. It was hot as hell, close to 100 and the combination of the enema and the heat caused me to perspire immediately. Mw and the others watched this from the shade of an awning over part of the patio. I knew there must have been wine or something in the bag, I began to feel it. I expelled and pissed. Louise threw a bucket of water on my ass and gave me a towel to wipe off. From there it was back inside and the comfort of the air conditioning. Mw had Louise hose off the patio and said that’s all she’d need her for.
Mw lubed me again and inserted anal balls in me; 3 silver ones, each about the size of a ping pong ball. They led me by the leash, through a hallway then downstairs to a basement hallway and the dungeon playroom. she mashed a code on the keypad behind a picture on the wall and part of a wall opened to her dungeon. We entered her windowless chamber. Again, and I said this last October, I have never seen such a complete array of equipment, about every thing imaginable. There’s also a wet bar at one end, two leather sofas and a full bath. Its a perfect hideaway and sex party room.
They sat on the sofas. Mw explained I’d be here for a long time and I’d start by eating them. I went to Lisette first and removed her panties and began. While I did, they watched, talked about me, the hotel weekend. I went from Lisette to mw, to Fran and finally Katrina. At times any of the other three watching would stand behind me and flog my ass and pull the beads out and reinsert them. I found it’s a monumental task to concentrate on the cunt at my mouth while beads are going out and back in my ass but it also made me focus on giving them the best orgasm possible. Over a period of time I brought each of them to an orgasm.
Mw wasted no time enacting her next move. They took me to the stocks and lowered the bar to waist height. They bent me over and put my head and wrists in the appropriate holes then lowered and locked the top bar. They moved my legs wide apart and strapped them to the floor support of the stocks. Mw reminded me she's more interested in my mouth and ass than my cunt when it comes to fucking. She forced her strappy in my mouth and face fucked me incessantly. Then she moved behind me, pulled the anal balls out and lubed my ass. she slid it the cock into my cunt a few times then moved to my ass and began fucking me. Lisette, in turn, backed her ass up to my face and I sucked and tongued her rose while mw took my ass without mercy. As she fucked me she’d also reach under me to my hanging tits and pinch and pull my nipples.
She and Lisette switched places. Lisette gave me an ass fucking while I sucked mw’s hole. They also took turns swatting my ass and tits with the flogger and a crop. They kept remarking about my gapping ass hole and just kept fucking.. When they’d fucked my ass halfway to insanity, mw clamped and weighted my nipples. She lit candles and dropped hot wax onto my ass hole and let it drip down to my cunt until she said my ass and cunt were sealed with wax. They went to the bar and had a drink and did girl talk while the wax cooled and hardened. Eventually Lisette took the crop to my ass and beat it off. My squirming caused tortuous pain in my weighed nipples. I ate her pussy again to thank her.
They went upstairs and left me. Why or for what I have no idea or do I have any idea how long. But it gave me time to regroup and let the pain in my ass, cunt and tits subside. I give them credit for prolonging my endurance and building my anticipation. Though it was cool in the dungeon, the overhead lights focused on the stocks had me perspiring. When the came back they released me from the stocks, had me squat and pee in a plastic bucket. I also drank some wine.
But the respite was short lived. They took me to a piece of bondage equipment, arched like half a bass drum and padded and had me lie on top of it, on my back, strapped my legs and arms to the sides of it and buckled a strap across my tummy.. My back was in the center of the arch and my head tilted back on one end and my cunt and hips on the other. My cunt and mouth were so available. The feeling made me squirm in anticipation. Mw half crawled over my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I ate her and found me being unable to move and her having all the control of how much she wanted of my mouth was amazing. Despite her sadism and ill feelings toward me, I found myself alive with desire to consume her cunt. She knew it and teased me until I was begging. I can’t tell you what this did to me. I actually saw her smile. One of them held a wand on my cunt, teased it then backed off and attacked it again while mw played her game with my mouth. I strained against the leather straps holding me to the device and came several times. The vibrations of the wand were replaced by someone hitting my cunt and inner thighs with a crop.
Nothing really mattered. I zoned out into subspace and waited for the next series of blows against my cunt like a junkie needed a fix. My tongue was deep into mw’s ass when someone put a clamp on my clit and yanked it off. That happened repeatedly until someone returned with the crop and raked my cunt and inner thighs with a series of sharp blows; another whipped my tits. Pain whore doesn’t begin to describe me at that moment.
Mw came several times and Lisette’s cunt lowered over me. I began making love to hers as well. She also controlled how much of her cunt I got and how long she left it there. I absorbed her orgasms and felt her juices dripping on my face. Again someone was having their way with my cunt; fucking me with a dildo. I felt beautiful, purposeful and live. I was screaming for more. Katrina said rarely has she ever seen me so worked up. Mentally, I was in another world. I also ate Fran and Katrina in much the same way. When they finished with me they went to the bar, had another drink and returned. They unbuckled the straps holding my legs and lifted then so they could get at my ass. They cuffed my ankles to metal rings suspended from the ceiling and Lisette whipped my ass hole and fucked my ass again. Mw also fucked my mouth until she removed her strappy and settled her cunt back over my mouth. I brought her then Lisette off again. Mw fucked my ass once more and inserted a g-spot vibe in my pussy. Despite all the fucking I still found a way to go of in skyrockets.
They removed me from the half barrel. I was dizzy. I had to lie down and let my body readjust. Finally I went to pee in the bucket again and drank water.
When I recovered, they directed me to a particular spot in the dungeon and placed large towel on the floor and layered that with absorbent pads. I lay as they directed, face up, with my upper body on the towel and pads they spread me in and x and put Velcro cuffs on my wrists and ankles, tied ropes to those, stretched me out and tied the ropes to things in the room. Again they left me alone and went back upstairs. My anticipation built.
They returned. What I saw next sent me into orbit. Lisette had a potty chair, the kind you’d get at a medical equipment place. She set it over my upper body so the seat was directly over my face, she removed the potty itself, stripped totally nude and sat so she was facing my body and put her feet on my tummy and cunt. I knew what was coming. She started talking to me about shit and how gross it was for somebody to be a toilet. She said she’d eaten a high fiber diet for the past 24 hours and had to let it go. I was looking straight up at her ass sitting in the ring of the toilet seat. It’s a sight I’ve never seen before and it’s chilling. I tried to turn my head to one side but mw put triangular shaped pieces of rubber on either side of my head which limited my head movement. Lisette let out a fart and her hole flared. I was mesmerized and terrified until I saw this turd emerging, slid out and break off and a piece of it hit my face and more followed, I’d closed my eyes but felt more plopping on me and her feet digging into my cunt as she strained for more. Most of it slid between the sides of my face and the rubber wedges. Some was on my neck but it was definitely there. I felt her piss down on me. Mw shouted at me to open my eyes and when I did I saw her wiping her ass. And letting the soiled paper float down on me probably 4-5 times. She got off the seat and said that was the best shit of her life. Mw mounted the seat and pissed and she asked Katrina and Fran to do so. Katrina did it with no emotion, just pissed on me. None of the other three shit. While Fran was sitting on the seat, one of them put a wand on my cunt and within seconds I was cumming like crazy.
I stank, I smelled like exactly what I was; their toilet. I couldn’t believe the feeling and the humiliation yet how much I exploded in my orgasms. I felt this strange mixture of wretchedness and sensuality. They kept calling me a shit head. Again they left the room, this time in stitches of laughter. I was left to smell and feel this icky shit around my face. I wanted to throw up but I didn’t dare and suppressed the urge.
In a few minutes they came back. Lisette took the bucket I’d peed in all afternoon which reeked and dumped stale pee over me. They let me absorb that indignity and then untied me. I got up and at mw’s direction folded the pads in such a way that it contained all the crap and piss. I put that bundle of my filth in a plastic bag, and then wiped myself off, my face mainly, with toilet paper. Somehow cleaning up this mess is worse than taking it. I carried the plastic bag out the door at the end of the basement hallway and set it outside. I noticed when I did it was nearly dark.
I came back in and mw said I’d be better company if I showered. I figured the day was pretty much over and truthfully, I was about at the end of my endurance. I showered and noticed the whip marks around my ass and cunt and thighs.
However my thoughts about the day being over were false. Mw intended to keep me overnight and keep going. I told her I couldn’t; I didn’t have an excuse. That didn’t set well with her. Katrina intervened. In exchange for being allowed to leave tonight, I had to promise to come back Friday and be prepared to stay the night if necessary. Reluctantly I agreed. Louise appeared with my clothes but mw withheld payment until I showed up on Friday. I dressed and Fran and I left. Katrina stayed to talk to mw and I figured that had something to do with me.
I got my car at Fran's, thanked her and came home, arriving shortly after 9:00p.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Aug 3, 2011: Mavis, Whitney, Karen
I got to Mavis around 11, well before Whitney and Karen showed around 1230. That gave us a chance to talk, mainly about the hotel weekend. As usual I was nude, my clothes in the garage. We sat in the living room, me in the floor, her on the sofa. The first thing I did was to pay my respects to her pussy and lick her though she did not cumm; she just wanted the attention.
Then we talked about the hotel, particularly about Saturday evening when Sylvia’s crew came over and I entertained the guests. I told her my thoughts and shared with her some things I’d written which I’ll include here. This deals mainly with my thoughts about the initial few minutes when AJ and Reeva led me out.
Seeing the crowd instantly intimidated me; they were focused on me crawling out naked, being led as if I were an animal and I saw them observing my body, my submission, looking at me with lust. I wanted to retreat back into the bedroom but there was no way, the leash pulled me closer into their midst, them watching, looking at every inch of my body. My perception of myself, what they thought of me, was completely shocking. The nearer I crawled and was led to them I felt their eyes and stares peering uninvited on my body. My overly conscious mind felt shamed and believed that everyone in the room was forming their own vision of me. I wasn’t sure of who I was or what or how I was supposed to be, or act. My insecurities began to consume me and I couldn’t shake the feeling of what people thought of me. Their laughter and insults told me exactly what they thought.
For an instant, I thought I couldn’t do this but escape was out of the question, I could picture myself trying to do so and being dragged back in under more unfathomable circumstances. I knew I was expected to please them and how for years I’d played the role of a pleaser but now I was going beyond my limits perhaps to please them and certainly to do so would be to my own degradation and humiliation. I wondered what I would endure so that they could see their own dark fantasies spring to life, what I would be required to do so they got their monies worth. The thought of them paying to see this consumed me and I felt objectification to the max.
She was impressed with the depth of my thoughts and had in her words entered a defining moment. She said the men there even if they were with their girl friends or wives, were probably paying to see not so much me, but someone who represented their wives and my words “see their own dark fantasies spring to life” accurately represented their thoughts. She went on to say that age makes little difference as long as the woman is reasonably attractive and she complimented me on maintaining myself in a very attractive manner. (Yes, I thanked her). She asked what age they were and I said probably in their 50’s or 60’s except Jennifer’s boy friend who I’d put in his 40’s. She had experience with men and they’ll pay for about anything and said I’d probably be doing a repeat performance. She also concluded that I’m an object, certainly to her and most of the women I saw but in a different way; though women they may call me a whore for emphasis, to men I am a whore and in some strange way they admire that and I should not be ashamed of what I did. She said sucking a few cocks here and there is going to happen. She said if she was of a mind to, she could fill her house with men who’d pay, but that’s not the least bit interesting to her.
Whitney and Karen's arrival interrupted this counseling session. After we exchanged greetings they fondled me until I was worked up. I was standing between the sisters in this erotic mixture of touching and undressing them. We paused when Mavis said sluts should be in the basement so we all went down. I immediately sank to my knees and went for Karen’s pussy, Whitney's demand, and began sucking and fingering her while Whitney roamed her hands over my back, tits and ass and hissed at me to be good to her little sister. Karen was leaning back against Mavis, held in her arms. I made her cumm.
Whitney pulled me to her and I used my tongue and fingers on her pussy then on her ass while she stroked my hair and told me sweet things. She came and I licked her off.
Mavis then started showing Karen how to tie me. Whitney has tied me on occasions but it’s not her main thing. However, Mavis wanted Karen to become skilled with ropes. This went on for probably an hour; Mavis showing Karen how to tie wrists so they were secure but not too tight, tits, and upper body ties. She also let Karen practice tying a crotch rope around my waist and through my cunt and ass. At times Mavis would tie Karen so she could experience the feeling. At one point I was tied to a post and Mavis had tied Karen to another post as a demo. Whitney broke in and frigged Karen to a cumm so she could get the feeling of what it’s like. Karen went bananas.
They untied me and I went over and sucked Karen off again. I got the feeling that Mavis likes Karen not only as a trainee but as perhaps someone she has an interest in. when they finished all this, I was left with arms behind me and tits tied and in that restraint I ate Whitney again.
From that point, they moved me to lean over Mavis old chair and Mavis started using my strappy to fuck me, first my cunt then my ass. She had Karen beside her all the time watching. The she let Karen try it and guided her through the motions, particularly my ass. Then Whitney fucked me also. And she broke into spanking my ass also. That transitioned to Mavis also spanking me and letting Karen get her licks in also.
This went on until Mavis felt Karen had enough instruction for one day. So at that time she pushed me to the floor and they three of them shoved me I to the cage, my arms and hands still tied behind me and now my cunt and ass well fucked. The three of them went upstairs and talked. How long, I have no idea but I heard Whitney and Karen leave. They never came back down to say goodbye but that’s okay. I’m sure it was Mavis idea.
She came down and unlocked the cage and I wiggled my body out. She pissed on me then untied me and left me to clean up but the cage and floor and well as wash myself off in the laundry sink. I did and went back upstairs and thanked her, went to the garage, dressed and left.
Then we talked about the hotel, particularly about Saturday evening when Sylvia’s crew came over and I entertained the guests. I told her my thoughts and shared with her some things I’d written which I’ll include here. This deals mainly with my thoughts about the initial few minutes when AJ and Reeva led me out.
Seeing the crowd instantly intimidated me; they were focused on me crawling out naked, being led as if I were an animal and I saw them observing my body, my submission, looking at me with lust. I wanted to retreat back into the bedroom but there was no way, the leash pulled me closer into their midst, them watching, looking at every inch of my body. My perception of myself, what they thought of me, was completely shocking. The nearer I crawled and was led to them I felt their eyes and stares peering uninvited on my body. My overly conscious mind felt shamed and believed that everyone in the room was forming their own vision of me. I wasn’t sure of who I was or what or how I was supposed to be, or act. My insecurities began to consume me and I couldn’t shake the feeling of what people thought of me. Their laughter and insults told me exactly what they thought.
For an instant, I thought I couldn’t do this but escape was out of the question, I could picture myself trying to do so and being dragged back in under more unfathomable circumstances. I knew I was expected to please them and how for years I’d played the role of a pleaser but now I was going beyond my limits perhaps to please them and certainly to do so would be to my own degradation and humiliation. I wondered what I would endure so that they could see their own dark fantasies spring to life, what I would be required to do so they got their monies worth. The thought of them paying to see this consumed me and I felt objectification to the max.
She was impressed with the depth of my thoughts and had in her words entered a defining moment. She said the men there even if they were with their girl friends or wives, were probably paying to see not so much me, but someone who represented their wives and my words “see their own dark fantasies spring to life” accurately represented their thoughts. She went on to say that age makes little difference as long as the woman is reasonably attractive and she complimented me on maintaining myself in a very attractive manner. (Yes, I thanked her). She asked what age they were and I said probably in their 50’s or 60’s except Jennifer’s boy friend who I’d put in his 40’s. She had experience with men and they’ll pay for about anything and said I’d probably be doing a repeat performance. She also concluded that I’m an object, certainly to her and most of the women I saw but in a different way; though women they may call me a whore for emphasis, to men I am a whore and in some strange way they admire that and I should not be ashamed of what I did. She said sucking a few cocks here and there is going to happen. She said if she was of a mind to, she could fill her house with men who’d pay, but that’s not the least bit interesting to her.
Whitney and Karen's arrival interrupted this counseling session. After we exchanged greetings they fondled me until I was worked up. I was standing between the sisters in this erotic mixture of touching and undressing them. We paused when Mavis said sluts should be in the basement so we all went down. I immediately sank to my knees and went for Karen’s pussy, Whitney's demand, and began sucking and fingering her while Whitney roamed her hands over my back, tits and ass and hissed at me to be good to her little sister. Karen was leaning back against Mavis, held in her arms. I made her cumm.
Whitney pulled me to her and I used my tongue and fingers on her pussy then on her ass while she stroked my hair and told me sweet things. She came and I licked her off.
Mavis then started showing Karen how to tie me. Whitney has tied me on occasions but it’s not her main thing. However, Mavis wanted Karen to become skilled with ropes. This went on for probably an hour; Mavis showing Karen how to tie wrists so they were secure but not too tight, tits, and upper body ties. She also let Karen practice tying a crotch rope around my waist and through my cunt and ass. At times Mavis would tie Karen so she could experience the feeling. At one point I was tied to a post and Mavis had tied Karen to another post as a demo. Whitney broke in and frigged Karen to a cumm so she could get the feeling of what it’s like. Karen went bananas.
They untied me and I went over and sucked Karen off again. I got the feeling that Mavis likes Karen not only as a trainee but as perhaps someone she has an interest in. when they finished all this, I was left with arms behind me and tits tied and in that restraint I ate Whitney again.
From that point, they moved me to lean over Mavis old chair and Mavis started using my strappy to fuck me, first my cunt then my ass. She had Karen beside her all the time watching. The she let Karen try it and guided her through the motions, particularly my ass. Then Whitney fucked me also. And she broke into spanking my ass also. That transitioned to Mavis also spanking me and letting Karen get her licks in also.
This went on until Mavis felt Karen had enough instruction for one day. So at that time she pushed me to the floor and they three of them shoved me I to the cage, my arms and hands still tied behind me and now my cunt and ass well fucked. The three of them went upstairs and talked. How long, I have no idea but I heard Whitney and Karen leave. They never came back down to say goodbye but that’s okay. I’m sure it was Mavis idea.
She came down and unlocked the cage and I wiggled my body out. She pissed on me then untied me and left me to clean up but the cage and floor and well as wash myself off in the laundry sink. I did and went back upstairs and thanked her, went to the garage, dressed and left.
Aug 1, 2011: Back to Molly's Pool
I was at Molly's about 4 hours this afternoon. She had me spread a towel beside her chair and kneel as I’ve become accustomed to doing as if I were bowing to some royal dignity. She talked extensively about Sherrie, how successful the visit over the weekend had been and that there would be more. She also said she was pleased that I’d played up to her mom and the next step is for me to date her mom and that will be coming soon.
She pulled a set of clamps out of a little green bag lying on the table and asked if I’d like to have my nipples clamped. She played this little game with me until I told her yes. She had me remove my bikini top and lean forward until my tits had a little sag. She clamped my right nipple, looped the chain around the arm rest of her chaise lounge and them clamped the left nipple. She talked to me about all the exciting things she had in mind for me without ever being specific about anything. She also told me she’d own me someday, more than she did now.
She had me lift my hips slightly and wiggle my bikini bottom off my hips and down to my thighs. That didn’t satisfy her so she had me squirming in every which direction, pulling the clamps on my nipples more in the process, until I’d wiggled the bikini bottoms completely off and was naked. She had me start frigging off while she talked incessantly about me being naked outside by her pool and reflected how she had me naked in the woods last week. She wanted to know if I had any idea how many people had seen my pussy since I started fucking four years ago. Through conversation we figured it was around 200. She wanted more and said her goal was to have twice as many people see me.
As she talked and I frigged she pulled suit aside, slipped fingers into her pussy and fed me her juices while I frigged. I had to talk about how much I loved her pussy. When I reach the edge I told her and she let me cumm and then remove the clamps.
She would not let me put my bikini back on however. Instead I followed in the pool and we swam for some period of time. Again she talked about me being naked and how slutty it made me feel. She said being naked by a pool or beach is nothing special (not true from my point of view) and she could think of more interesting places to do things like this.
I dried her off and we went into the house and up to her bedroom. She lay across the bed, propped up on her elbows and said I could eat her but I had to thank her for letting her do this. I put a towel under her hips and began a slow passionate love making session to her pussy and ass and sucking her nipples and kissing her neck, ears and lips. I roamed all over her like I was devouring melting ice cream and finally went back to her pussy and made her cumm. We then moved to the closet, same one I was in all weekend several months ago, and I sat in the floor and frigged again while she stood over me and I sucked her ass.
From there we went back to the pool. She floated on a raft and I pushed her around the pool and splashed water on her when she got too hot. I’d also put suntan lotion on her. Around 4:00 I had to go. She told me to leave the thong bikini over there and just wear my cover-up home. I protested and asked why but she shrugged off answering and said I should get used to wearing next to nothing and the semi sheer cover-up was more than I deserved. I kissed her and thanked her for the afternoon. Reluctantly I drove home feeling about as naked as one can feel and still have on what barely passes for clothing.
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