I arrived at MW’s around 10:00 with a small bag containing slut shoes she told me to bring. Louise, mw’s maid, probably in her late 20’s and a terror that I remembered from last summer, met me at the door and took my things. Mw was still asleep and was not to be disturbed, but had given her instructions that I’d help get things ready for the weekend. That news deflated me. I’d figured mw and I would chat, perhaps have sex or something but that appeared not to be the case. I asked Louise what I could do to help.
Louise was as cold as a stone and told me the first thing I could do was to get my damn clothes off. Whatever degree of disappointment I felt at mw not meeting me was magnified 100 times. I figured Louise might make an appearance during the weekend but I had no idea this would happen. She told me again to get my damn clothes off, all of them. I stripped completely naked, including hose and heels. Without saying anything, she walked to the nearest chair, sat down and motioned me over. I knew what she wanted, knelt, raised her skirt and slid her panties down. I started licking and kissing her pussy while she sank back into the chair and opened her legs wider. I sucked her pussy until she put her legs over my shoulders, moaned louder and came. She shifted her body and told me to do her asshole. I tongued her until she was satisfied.
Louise had me doing a variety of things. I prepared the dining room table; protective pad, linen tablecloth, and set the table for seven with her china, silver and crystal. At least I had an idea of how many would be over here. I also vacuumed, dusted, and arranged flowers.
Mw called down on the intercom and told Louise to have me bring her coffee. So with coffee service on a tray, I went upstairs to her bedroom. She greeted me warmly and told me get on the bed and eat her. I made love to her pussy while she sipped coffee and talked about what a whore I’d be for her this weekend. I told her I was here to serve her and her friends. She told me she had a few things to do including swinging by the airport to pick up her friend Jordan who was flying in town for this weekend. The other guests would not arrive until late afternoon. She told me to follow Louise’s’ guidance until she returned. I promised. She had me prepare her bath, wash her and fix her hair. I dressed her and followed her downstairs. She told Louise not to fuck me or beat me but anything else was okay. Louise said she understood. With that, mw left.
The denial of having mw all afternoon just got all over me. I put it aside and continued helping Louise in the kitchen. She had me on hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor while she gloated at me. That prompted her to have me eat her again.
From there, I followed her downstairs to the dungeon. She told me every piece of equipment had to be wiped down including the toys, the bathroom cleaned, the two leather sofa’s wiped, the floor mopped, area rugs vacuumed, and the bar cleaned. She watched me for a while, commented that I’d better do a good job because most of this would be used on me, and then went upstairs. I found this totally ironic and it built a strange sense of anticipation inside me, which I’m sure mw intended. Around 3:00, I finished everything and reported to Louise. She checked my work and then raised her skirt. I knelt and sucked her pussy and ass for the third time.
She led me upstairs to a bedroom. She let me pee in the adjoining bathroom and then put metal cuffs on my wrists and ankles to prevent me from playing with my cunt; she told me to lie down and then pulled the covers over me, said mw wanted me to have a couple of hours of rest. She left and I drifted off to sleep.
Louise returned and waked me. I had no idea what time it was but she took the restraints off and took me to the bathroom where she had the enema bag filled and ready. I had to give myself an enema in front of her then showered and got ready while she watched. When I finished, she handed me some things which mw wanted me to wear ... a pair of black mesh thigh highs, a royal blue baby doll and matching open crotch thong panty and my black high-heeled sandals. She put a different set of cuffs on my wrists and ankles, each connected by about 12” of chain, and then slowly led me downstairs.
Mw and her guests, Fran , Verna, Lorraine, Glenda, Jordan and a new woman named Hazel, were in living room having drinks. They made some obvious comments and Louise led me to mw who was absolutely beaming. She handed me a piece of paper and told me to read aloud what was on it; I read the following:
“I am the biggest whore in town and need black women to use me as the slut I am. How may I serve you?”
She said that was my mantra for the weekend and every time a black woman snapped her fingers, I was to say this mantra to her. I understood. Jordan called me over and snapped her fingers. I said my mantra and Jordan told me to kneel and kiss her feet and then to do the same to each woman in the room. it seemed ownership passed to anyone who wanted me. I went to each woman as Jordan told me, repeated my mantra and kissed their feet. Hazel said I was darling.
The group moved to the patio and I brought them more drinks and hors d’oeuvres. They groped me a lot which I expected. Around 8:00, Louise announced dinner and they went inside. I served dinner and kept their wine glasses filled. They talked and chatted: sometimes about me, sometimes about other things. After dessert, they moved back to the living room. Mw summoned me and snapped her fingers. I said my mantra; mw asked if I was ready to provide some entertainment for them. I told her it would my pleasure. She removed my cuffs then had me remove the baby doll and panties. I knew things were about to begin.
She slapped my face and tits then told me to beg them to use my ass as a fuck hole. The others laughed. Mw reminded me and the others that the first time she ever used me in the hotel; she told me she was mainly interested in my ass and my mouth, that my cunt was secondary.
Through a series of finger snaps and saying the mantra, I followed their commands. They had me bend at the waist and stick my ass back, upper body parallel to the floor. I had to reach around and spread my ass cheeks, ensuring all of them got a good look at my hole. I was put on my knees and elbows with my ass in the air. They had me lie across the coffee table face down, reach behind me and apply lube to my hole. Then they told me to finger my asshole for them. I had to tell them my asshole was for black women to fuck, all of that. They had me insert anal beads up my ass and finally use a gel dildo to fuck my own ass.
Mw moved things down to the dungeon. Once there, she mounted a suction dildo on a table and had me lower myself, guide it into my ass and fuck myself. After several minutes of this, she decided I was ready for them. They took me over to the stocks, adjusted the height and locked me in. They undressed. Mw put on a strappy, lubed me and eased it into my ass.
Some of them stood in front of me, pulled my head back and had me lick ass or suck pussy. All of them took turns ass fucking me. It was unhurried, spaced out over an extended period of time and punctuated by a barrage of dirty talk but by the end, my ass felt raw. They whipped my cunt just enough to make me feel some pain, keep me on edge and eventually cumm.
They took me out of the stocks and dragged me over to the sofas. Lorraine snapped her fingers, I did my mantra and she pulled my face into her cunt. That progressed to them passing me around, fingers snapped, mantra repeated until I’d sucked off every one of them.
Most of them pissed on me before cuffing my hands behind me and putting me in the cage for the night.
Saturday morning Hazel came down first, unlocked the cage and literally dragged me to the nearest sofa. I still smelled like piss but that didn’t seem to bother her. I asked her to let me go pee then I’d eat her all she wanted. She told me she didn’t care about me pissing in a toilet, just piss in the floor if I had to. She badmouthed me about what a dirty bitch I was, slapped my face and pulled my tits and nipples. She forced my face between her massive thighs and had me eat her pussy, murmuring that she needed a morning cumm. She wanted lots of tongue swipes through her slit and told me to lap it up like a dog because to her that’s what I was. I gave her everything she asked for. I know she had three cumms. She rolled back and separated her cheeks to expose her hole. She held my head against her while I sucked her ass and listened to her call me a nasty whore. She pissed straight into my face and hair and laughed about it.
Mw came down and told Hazel to quite hogging the whore, that others wanted me. I showered and mw took me upstairs to Lorraine who was still in her bed with a collection of toys on the nightstand. First, I ate her pussy and ass then she threw me on the bed and fucked me. It was sadistic and uncompromising. Glenda came in and wanted a turn. She also fucked me then had me suck the dildo then eat her. While I did, Lorraine beat my ass, and I ate her again while the two of them mocked me. Glenda pinned my arms behind my back and Lorraine slapped my face and mauled my tits. Finally, they tossed me on the floor and went into the bathroom, showered together, dressed and went downstairs to get lunch. I got my wits together, went downstairs around noon and devoured lunch and had some wine. Mw sensed that I was pretty well used and suggested that I go upstairs, find a bedroom and catch a few moments of sleep. I thanked her and took advantage of the opportunity.
Saturday after a nap, when I was sending you the note, Louise came for me. One of the overnight guests, Jordan, was asking for me. I went to her room and fucked. This other new woman, Phoebe, also tracked me down and wanted a fuck before the party started. After fucking Phoebe, I fell asleep in her room.
Fran got me up around 5:30; guests were arriving and mw wanted me to get ready. I showered and put on what mw bought for me to wear; black lace top thigh highs, my red platform heels and a flirty red baby doll and G-string. I could hear the music blaring downstairs and tons of laughter and partying. I knew they were in rare form. I went down and found about a dozen black women laughing, cutting up, drinking and nibbling snacks. Most of them I knew; Bunny, Hazel, Verna, Lorraine, Talia, Glenda, Angie, Fran , Jordan. Mw introduced me to three new women: Greta, Rosie, and Phoebe.
Greta brought her slave, Melanie, an attractive late 20’s gal with bleached blonde hair, good bod, great leg and large tits. She had on a pleated purple baby doll that plunged between her tits to her navel (hot), matching panties, dark taupe seamed thigh highs and sexy back heels. She looked dynamite. I figured it didn’t make too much difference what we had on because they’d have it off us anyway before too long.
Mw had a caterer setting things up in the dining room. As soon as they left the fun began. She announced once again, mostly for the benefit of the women that weren’t present last night, that I had a mantra. She snapped her fingers and had me say it. Greta loved it and thought Melanie should have one. Hers was along the lines of … I’m a slut in training and learning to serve black women for the pleasure of my mistress. A few of the women snapped their fingers at me and I did my thing. At this point, their requests were mild and mostly an excuse to feel me up or curse me.
As soon as I had a free moment, I introduced myself to Melanie and we exchanged a hug. She’d heard I was a prostitute who specialized in black women and was really into this. I corrected her thinking. She answered an ad on Craig’s List for a personal assistant six months ago, not fully realizing what it really meant. We didn’t have a chance to talk much at that time. Women were hooting at us and demanding our attention.
Having another girl present relaxed me and gave me someone to bond with. A dozen or so finger snaps later, I’d refilled drinks, brought a couple of them some food, kissed feet, buried my face against several pussies and had three women stick fingers in my cunt. In between snaps and commands, I grabbed some food and wine.
Throughout all this, dance music blared from somewhere. Most of them danced. One of them snapped her fingers and shouted she wanted to see the whores dance. The others agreed and shoved Melanie and me to the part of the living room that had become the dance floor. At first, I felt conspicuous, I don’t know why. Fran gave me a glass of champagne and I downed it to a chorus of cheers and laughter. I approached Melanie and told her … let’s get it on. We fed off each other. Some woman handed her a bottle of wine. She kept the bottle, sipped as she danced, gave me some and things cut loose. I felt like a paid entertainer and I thought,” hell, I am.” We danced a few songs until we were perspiring. That’s when Lorraine snapped her fingers at both of us and shouted, “Strip! You bitches!” Somebody switched the music to Rita Ora’s “how we do” and that helped because to me, it sounds like she’s singing “lets party and fuck” and I thought how appropriate that was. We made up our moves as we went along, did some tease and took our baby dolls off as seductively as possible. That left us in G-strings, hose and heels. I did a lot of butt swaying, playing with the thong, cupped my tits. Melanie dribbled wine on her tits. I lowered my thong slowly, shook my ass, pulled my thong down my legs, and kicked it to the women. I have no recollection of who got it. Melanie followed my lead. Hazel put a $20.00 bill in my stocking top. We got nasty, crazy and lewd. They handed me another bottle of champagne, I drank from the bottle, poured some over Melanie’s big tits and licked them. That was like fuel to the fire. I rubbed the neck of the bottle thru my cunt, inserted it a little then took a drink.
Everybody was definitely raunchy. I wanted a fuck. I made eye contact with Hazel and licked my lips. She caught the gesture and snapped her fingers and yelled, “come get it, you whore!” I took a step towards her and she pulled me into her lap. She started sucking my champagne covered tits and stuck a finger up my ass. She called me a fucking whore about a dozen times. I don’t know who had Melanie.
Clothes started coming off. Mw snapped her fingers at me, I did the mantra and she told me to show everybody my well-fucked ass from last night and my underfucked pussy. Music still blared. I spread my cunt and ass without any hesitation. Someone pushed me to my knees and Talia stuck her panty-clad pussy in my face. I pulled her panties down and ate her. Then Glenda snapped for me to come to her and do the same. At this point very few of them had any clothes off. It seemed like I was surrounded by black cunts and I have no idea who I ate. I ended up on the floor with someone’s ass over my face, my legs held apart and fingers working my cunt. I licked the ass and cunt over my face to an orgasm. I have no idea where Melanie was or what she was doing but I assume the same thing.
Mw shouted that we’d take the party downstairs for some serious sex because that’s where the real toys were and she didn’t want her living room defiled. People grabbed things and went downstairs like a herd of cattle dragging us with them. There was plenty of booze and trays of snacks down there from the caterer and a huge array of toys. Apparently, Rosie and Phoebe had never seen mw’s dungeon and they were aghast. Angie and Bunny pulled me to one of the sofas. I ate Angie and fingered Bunny. Jordan sat on the other side of Angie, grabbed my free hand and put it on her pussy. I thought … WTF; I’m doing three at the same time. After sucking Angie, I moved to Bunny and ate her for a while then Jordan wrenched my face to her cunt. By this time, a fourth woman was behind me with a dildo and slid it in my cunt. After cumming all over me, Jordan rolled to one side, spread her ass cheeks and I licked her hole and rubbed her clit until she came again. Mw pulled me away from this and led me over to Verna, her aunt (probably 60ish). I sucked her then Phoebe.
I was on my way to the bathroom to pee when Lorraine snapped her fingers at me. I went to her and after saying my mantra, asked if I could pee first. She replied that it’d be more amusing if they (referring to Talia who had joined her) beat the piss out of me.
Lorraine, Talia and also Jordan grabbed me and pushed my upper body forward just enough to let my tits hang, Talia compressed my tits at the base and Lorraine then put tight thick rubber bands around the base of each tit. They led me to a bench type thing between two tall thick wooden posts by the wall. (I’ve been on this before and it’s diabolical.) The bench is hinged and adjustable, a narrow seat, a back that was maybe 3 feet high. Also, the seat and back part are can be adjusted for how far off the floor. 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 about a 45-degree angle. Then she cinched a rope around my waist and the back of the bench. They opened my legs in a wide V, put suspension cuffs on my ankles, lifted my legs until my feet were higher than my head and tied them to hooks on the wall. They had complete access to my asshole, cunt, mouth and my bound tits. Hazel and Angie also came over. Lorraine again snapped her fingers and I did my mantra to which she said beating the piss out of my cunt would make her very happy. They talked about how exposed and vulnerable I was to their whims. Talia snapped her fingers, I again did my mantra and she replied … the pleasure of beating all of me for everyone’s amusement.
Loraine tilted a wine bottle to my mouth and I drank. She announced that I tried to sneak to the bathroom for an unauthorized pee and I’d pay for that indiscretion. They walked away for a few minutes, diabolically letting the pressure build in my bladder. However, I knew better than to pee. I could see Melanie sucking Bunny, Rosie waiting her turn and Greta supervising it all. Otherwise, everybody else drifted in my direction. They actually waited until Melanie suck off both Bunny and Rosie. I was agony. Then they returned. Greta brought Melanie over and told her to watch how a paid whore takes a besting; she might learn something. Talia pulled my nipples and pressed on my tummy while Lorraine lubed my hole and worked a butt plug into my ass, creating more pressure on me. Lorraine, Talia, Jordan and now Hazel had a combination of a crop, cane, and a leather strap. They began whipping my pussy, exposed inner thighs and hitting the end of the plug. For sheer agony, Talia smacked my tummy with a soft leather paddle. Lorraine told me I damn well better not pee until she said so. I nodded; my face, I know, was contorted. For a diversion, they swatted my tits, now purplish, with the crop and strap. For some reason I focused on Hazel again as she beat my cunt with her crop. The look on her face said she was having the time of her life. Jordan rammed her fingers into my cunt and frigged me for a bit then used an angled dildo to fuck me and find my spot. I was about to lose it completely and yelling. Talia buzzed my clit. Lorraine yelled at me to cumm. I yelled, pissed, orgasmed and squirted until I felt like my whole body was expelling through my cunt. They kept the vibe on me and I kept going and going in a series of orgasms until I was crying and shaking.
The reaction in the room went from the cheering and jeering to stone silence until somebody said, “That is one fucking bitch!” Someone eased the plug out of my ass. I finally opened my eyes again and looked at them, and then my beaten cunt and inner thighs now streaked with marks. Greta snapped her fingers at Melanie and told her to kneel in front of me, clean me with her mouth them lick me off again. So help me, when I felt Melanie’s tongue roaming over my cunt, I about melted. When she kissed my ass and poked her tongue in my distended hole. I moaned and came again. They took the bands off my tits and left me. They took Melanie over to the stocks and locked her in much as they’d done me on Friday and began fucking her from behind and poking a dildo in her mouth. I think about six of them fucked either her cunt or her ass and she kissed a few asses as well. For me, it was beautiful to watch her being used.
They untied me from the device and took Melanie out of the stocks, put her face down across a padded bench and spread her legs. Mw pushed me toward Melanie and told me to return the favor, that she’d taken a lot of fucking. I dropped to all fours behind her and tongued her. I really wanted to make her feel as good as she did me and tongued her until came again. The comments about one slut eating another were non-stop.
Mw told us that some of the women, Verna, Fran , Bunny and Phoebe, had to leave soon and we had an obligation them before they did. She directed Melanie to Verna and Fran and me to Bunny and Phoebe. I started with Bunny and gave her a full body treatment … sucking her tits, eating her pussy and concluding with her ass. My goodbye to Phoebe was a little different. She wanted to fuck me and had me bend across the back of the sofa then she used a strappy to pound my ass and pussy. I sucked her strappy clean, removed it and licked her pussy. I’m not sure how Melanie handled her two.
The focus of the evening took a dark, sadistic turn at that point. Talia wanted to create a special scene, had ideas she wanted to try and have free reign over us. From my point of view, she already had. Melanie and I stood obediently in front of Talia. She extracted promises from us that we were her loyal subjects and would turn our bodies over to her. While we did, Lorraine tied our hands behind our backs. Talia once again tied my tits, this time with leather bootlaces and circled each tit at the base until they resembled baseballs. She tied more leather laces from each of my tits and tied those behind my neck to give my tits an unnatural lift. With Melanie, she tied thin rope around the base of her much larger tits until they resembled swollen grapefruits.
Talia had me lie on the floor, bent my right leg back and tied my right ankle against my right thigh, and my hands tied to the right ankle. My left leg wasn’t tied.
Then she led Melanie to a wooden stool, mounted a suction dildo to the seat and lowered her down until the thing fully penetrated her cunt. They tied her legs and ankles to the outside framework of this stool. They tied more ropes around the base of her softball-sized globes, pushed her upper body forward and then tied the leftover rope from her tits to her lower thighs just above the knees. If she tried to straighten up, it would just create that much more strain on her tits. To complete her agony they put a ring gag in her mouth and she drooled like a baby.
While Melanie winced in pain, Talia returned to me, flipped me over face down on the floor and sat on my upper back smashing my bound tits into the floor causing me terrible tit pain.. She pulled my hair, forcing my head back, pressed one hand over my mouth and pinched my nose shut with the other hand. Suddenly I realized she was doing breath control on me. I didn’t know what to do except pray she knew what she was doing. I’d get to a near panic and she’d release my mouth and nose, let me breathe. As soon as I’d scream about my tits, she’d clamp my mouth and nose with her hands again. After a few excruciating minutes of this, she got off me and returned to Melanie.
I lay there gasping while I watched her torture Melanie, clamping her clit and then hitting her already tormented breasts with a flogger. After flogging them, she attached vibrating clamps on her nipples, turned them on and returned to me.
She flipped me over on my back and sat on me, plopping her ass cheeks right on my tits and let her full weight mash them. She faced toward my cunt and put a vibrating clamp on my clit. As if this wasn’t bad enough, she reached behind her and put her hand over my mouth and nose, again doing breath control. With her other hand she slapped my cunt while she wiggled her butt on my tits. As I was straining to breathe, she stuck a finger in my cunt and I exploded in an intense orgasm. She got off and put a suspension cuff on my left ankle, pulled that leg straight up and tied it to a hook in the ceiling. That rolled me slightly to my right side. She got a flogger and began swishing my cunt and tits until I was begging. She silenced my protestations with a ring gag from mw’s collection. Her final act of sadism was to attach a clothespin to each of my swollen nipples.
She returned to Melanie, now drooling like a baby, and worked a small vibrating plug into her ass and turned it on. She shouted obscenities at her and asked how she liked being a cumm slut. Melanie could only groan and drool. She bitched at her for not answering, did breath control on her and whipped her tits again. She returned to me and inserted another vibrating plug in my ass. She whipped my cunt several times then ambled over to the bar.
She gloated about how she was torturing two white sluts at once. All nine of them watched us experience this agony, drank, laughed and talked about what whores we were and how needy we were for black pussy. I came again from their dirty talk and the vibrations all over my body.
Melanie and I were no more than 5-6 feet apart. We made eye contact but couldn’t speak other than utter groans. I saw her straining and I knew the vibrations were making her cumm repeatedly; it was erotic and sexy. Talia came back over, drink in hand, and hit my cunt with a crop and I came again while she laughed. She removed the clamps from my nipples and clit.
Standing in front of Melanie, she pissed in her face and mouth, called her a worthless white fuck but took the clamps off her clit and nipples. She came back to me and dribbled some remaining piss on my face. The other women came over and took turns pissing on both of us. Both of us were still ring gagged and I know I drank plenty of piss. They untied my tits and then untied Melanie’s. She screamed as blood rushed back in, as Melanie straighten her upper body to a more normal position Talia beat the hell out of them with a crop. I don’t see how she took it.
All of them strolled back over to us, stood around spitting on us, pissing a little more and hurling insults at us. Even though I can tolerate and embrace pain, if they’d wanted another sadistic moment, I would have zoned out. Mercifully, though, they asked if we were ready to suck more black pussy. We nodded. They untied us both and removed the gags.
They made us sit on a low padded stool. They put us back to back and roped out bodies together until our backs were tightly against each other. Our hands were free. They kicked my legs apart and hers too. Mw approached me and stuck her cunt in my face. I’m not sure who stood in from of Melanie, Jordan, I think, but we both were eating someone. This went on until to my recollection, over a period of time we’d sucked, licked or kissed everyone’s cunt or ass. It was different. Though we couldn’t see what the other was doing, we could feel our bodies move against each other. Also feeling her warmth against my back was heavenly. This energized me in a way I can’t believe.
When they decided they’d had enough, they untied us and had us stand and kiss each other. I got emotional about this because for me, this is a first; kissing another white woman slave in front of black women. In the kisses themselves, I got a flavor of pussy and ass.
People were beginning to wind down and Mw called a halt to things. I heard her say it was almost 2:00am anyway. They assembled a second cage, set it beside the other one, had me crawl in one, Melanie in the other and locked us in for the night. They turned out the lights and left. Except for the night light behind the bar, it’s total dark down there.
Melanie and I talked for a few minutes. She told me she’d never been beaten like she had tonight, or for that matter, had never experienced that much fucking. If I had not been here and they'd expected her to do this on her own she would have passed out but watching me take things helped tremendously. Before Greta, she’d been dating guys, fucking, doing blowjobs, had sex with a few girls but nothing fancy. After college, she lost her job and the Craig’s List ad looked interesting. Little did she known what it really meant. Greta worked out of a private office, said she was a life coach. Additionally, she helped other women of color learn to network in business and she needed an assistant to schedule appointments, that type of thing. After a week or two of regular work, Greta began to demand unusual things from her, clothing at the office that accented her tits and legs. One day Greta asked to see her boobs. She needed the job so she did it. Greta increased her pay. One Monday when she came to work, she found that Greta had moved her desk from the room where people entered to a room that had previously been empty. Greta told her having her own private office came with certain expectations and she was no longer allowed to wear panties to work. Within days she was having sex at work. Shortly after that, some of Greta’s clients were fucking her, too. It’s fascinating. She’d fucked 11 other black women since knowing Greta.
Despite wanted to know more, I fell asleep. During the night, Jordan, Talia, Lorraine and Mw, wakened us. They’d been upstairs talking, it was 4:00 in the morning, and they were horny again and eating each other just wasn’t the same. I could not fucking believe it; they’d had us a dozen times, were doing each other and now wanted more. As Jordan put it, a couple of stinky, piss-covered white skag women were what they needed. Loraine said it fucking stinks down here, how do you white bitches stand it. They dragged us out, picked up some toys, took us upstairs and out on mw’s brick patio. There was virtually no moonlight. Mw got a stack of towels, a bottle of tequila, margarita mix, salt, glasses, ice and limes. We all drank margarita’s then Melanie and I knelt on the towels. They stripped naked and took turns having us eat them, have a drink and go to the next pussy and ass. They kept talking and laughing like this is no big deal. My head was pounding and I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Talia talked about how much fun she had beating our tits and in conversation let it be known that tit torture fascinated her. She asked us how the breath control orgasms were and we both said they were off the charts. She said that was just a sample.
After sucking and licking them off, they put us on the patio table face down and started fucking us. I was incredibly sore before we started. Even with lube, it was painful but that didn’t stop anybody. When the first rays of dawn, which I think is about 5:45 this time of year, crept across the horizon, they were still fucking us. A few minutes later, they had us out in the yard on our knees pissing on us again, leading us around like dogs and having us squat and pee. We went inside around 6:30 in the morning. I’d had at best two hours of sleep and I looked and felt as haggish as I could imagine. Melanie and I showered because they said we smelled too raunchy to sleep in real beds. Mw took me to bed around 7:00. I kissed her pussy and I swear to you, she had to have another cumm. I licked and fingered her off then fell asleep.
I woke to a bright sunlit day, looked at the clock on her bedside table and saw it was 12:30. Mw wasn’t in bed and I assumed she was downstairs doing something. I felt like crap. I showered again and examined my body. I had crop marks all over my tits, abdomen, cunt, ass and thighs. Rope marks were everywhere and my cunt and sass felt like things were still inside me. Walking was a chore but I stumbled downstairs stark naked which is pretty much how I was all weekend. Nobody was around so I made myself some eggs, toast, and coffee. Mw came in and said they were on the patio and to join them after I ate.
The fences and shrubs keep mw’s back yard very secluded so I joined her, Talia, Lorraine, Hazel, Greta and Jordon. Melanie still hadn’t gotten up. Everybody else left earlier. Greta sent me upstairs to get Melanie up. She was in worse shape than I was. Physically, her tits were beaten about as bad as I’ve ever seen and like me, she had marks and rope burns everywhere. Her worst problem though was her hangover. She’d been barfing all morning. While she showered, I fixed her dry toast and coffee.
I won’t go into the rest of what happened that afternoon; it was all conversation and reliving what happened over the weekend. However, mw sent Melanie and me down to the dungeon with strict orders to clean it up; it smelled worse than a pigsty and it wouldn’t be fair to have Louise do it Monday morning. It took well over an hour.
Afterwards, mw and I talked in private. She was elated about the weekend and passed on thanks from everyone who attended. She gave me $1500 and said I earned every bit of it, that I was an excellent whore. She asked if I’d seen Sylvia lately and I said not since the hotel thing last summer. I told her about Paris and after I returned I’d probably be living with a woman and her daughter. She didn’t care who I lived with as long as I was available to her. She also told me Hazel wanted me and was willing to pay.
I left there around 415 and got home right at five.
