Feb 1, 2012: Karens friend Lisa C.

Following Karen's instructions which were very similar to what she had me do back in October (blog entry Oct 25, 2011, Humiliated Outside by Karen), I dressed in a mini, bra, panties, mini, blouse that buttoned down the front, black garter belt and dark hose and black heels. I tried to set aside the fact that this girl seems to have me wrapped around her finger and left here about 1:45 and drove to the same address as before, that old neighborhood grocery store. I was about 10 minutes early, didn’t see Karen's car in the parking lot, went inside and bought a pack of smokes and waited in my car. Fortunately the temps today were in the high 60’s though it was a bit cloudy. About 15 minutes later, Beth pulled up in her car, Karen in the front seat. She told me to get in and ride with them.

As we drove south, Karen told me I was going to fuck some new girl who wanted to be in her group. I don’t know what the group consists of and didn’t ask. Karen checked out what I wore to be sure I’d dressed like she intended. As we did back in October we drove about two miles and again turned down the same one-lane pig path of a road into the woods until we came to the edge of the cleaning where the power lines came through the woods. I noticed there were three other cars already there, one of which was Erica’s Suburban. A bunch of girls were milling around, smoking cigarettes and sipping beer. Girls clustered around me when I got out and I instinctively knew this was not going to be easy. I recognized almost all of them, though names escaped me.  

Karen introduced me to a girl I didn’t know, Lisa …probably a couple of inches taller than me, average body with full hips, fairly light skin, short hair style and dressed in jeans, a black hoodie and sneakers.  She and Karen exchanged a few words. Erica offered me a bottle of beer which I took. I glanced around at the girls that were there and counted 14 including Karen. When I saw Lisa give Karen some money, I thought omg, here we go again.

Karen said we’d do it right here and told me to undress. I thought … just like this? But I remembered the last time we were here and I hesitated to undress they ripped my clothes off. So standing beside Beth’s car, I started unbuttoning the blouse, removed it and then the skirt. Girls started chanting and going, yeah baby, and stuff.  At this point Karen told me to take my bra and panties off and give them to Lisa as a souvenir because she’d just paid for them. I went wtf! But removed my bra, handed it to her and then stepped out of my panties and handed them to her.

I stood there in garter belt and hose and heels definitely feeling their stares and the somewhat chilly air. My nipples were like pencil erasers. Lisa stuffed the bra and panties in the hoodie, She said she wanted her monies worth and for me to suck her snatch (her words.) The tailgate of Erica’s Suburban was already open (that’s where the beer was) so Lisa kicked off her sneakers, wiggled her jeans down and sat on the edge of it. Karen pushed me against her and I kissed Lisa’s wispy cunt. Girls did their “yeah baby” stuff again, started doing jive talk and clustered around. That helped keep the chill of the wind off my naked body.  I ate her and rubbed her for a long time but never got a lot of emotion out of her which I passed off to her being nervous. I had her pull her legs back so I could get at her rose as well, then slipped my tongue down to her rose and licked her and began to feel her soften. I paired that with rubbing her clit. It took some serious doing but she finally came. Girls cheered when she did.

She pulled her jeans up, got another beer, sucked down a few swigs and came over to me. She didn’t say a lot, just ran her hands all over me, rolled my nipples, palmed my cunt and asked me to show her my ass. I turned, leaned against Beth’s old car and spread my ass cheeks some. Lisa laughed and told Karen how funny this was. Then I felt her slide the neck of the beer bottle against my cunt and rub it back and forth. I flinched. Karen told me to knock it off and let Lisa do what she wanted.  She kept rubbing the neck of the beer bottle between my lips until I was squirming. She told me to turn around and spread my legs. I did, girls were laughing. Lisa slid the neck of the bottle up and down through my slit and I started getting wet, really wet. Lisa kept rubbing the neck of the bottle through me and I ended up almost in a crouched down position with my knees bent out, my back pressed against the car. By the look on Lisa’s face she was enjoying every minute of it. She’d change the angle of the bottle, create friction against my clit and I simply gave in and came. She laughed that she never thought she’d fuck a white woman with a beer bottle.

From what I could tell that was it. Nothing else was on Karen's agenda so I looked for my skirt and blouse but couldn’t find them. I asked Karen who had them. she acted dumb but said she had something I could wear. She tossed a pair of red cotton thong panties at me. I held them up and saw they had the briefest of a little panel in the front. Karen told me to put them on backwards; i.e. with the panel in back and the ass string in front . I did and found the thong buried itself right between my cunt lips. But worse, she handed me a white tee shirt that she’d had imprinted across the front with “100% Whore” in red letters. I finally put it on. The laughter was insane and there was no letting up.

Karen told me to strut around in my new clothes, so like some dumbass, I strutted around in this stupid tee shirt, backwards thong, garter belt, hose and heels. When things finally subsided, I said okay, that’s cool where are my clothes. Karen said those are your clothes, whore. I went nuts and protested but of course, lost; that’s how I rode back to my car.

When we got back to old grocery store Karen didn’t park next to my car but instead about 4 parking spaces away. She told me I was free to go. I begged, pleaded and bargained for my clothes. Finally she said she had the skirt, Erica had the blouse and she’d give me the skirt if I’d walk to my car dressed this way. I told her she was humiliating me and she said EXACTLY.

So sucking up everything I had and not daring to glance around, I got out and walked as fast as I could to my car. What I did not know was the other girls had slipped into the parking lot and when I started walking they started shouting and honking the horn. I don’t know who saw me but I know somebody must have. Karen, laughing her ass off, came over with my skirt but she told me to pop the back of my station wagon open. She raised the hatch and lifted the part of the floor that’s designed to hid stuff and put my skirt back there. She told me if I wanted my damn skirt I could get it. But I wasn’t about to get out of the car to play fetch because I didn.t know what else they had in mind.

I left and frantically drove around for a few minutes until I found a relatively safe place probably about a milefrom the grocery store. I stopped and made a mad dash to get my skirt from the back of my car. i didnt bother to turn the panties around; i just wanted to get home  as quickly as possible.

Karen is on a roll right now.