Aug 24, 2012: A Day Alone with Cristal

This morning when Molly left for classes, she took Megan back home since she had something to do there. That left Cristal and I alone to play and explore.

The first thing she wanted was a commitment from me to do a weekend at her house much as I did for Molly 18 months ago. I promised I’d do it.

Then we got down to my sexual history and to some degree, hers also. I told her about being caught masturbating by my mom when I was 12, being humiliated and ganged up on by Lynn and her friends at 14, my first fuck in college, my Diane days, a few others, then meeting Jody and later Katrina. I went through Lisa and Britney, moved forward to becoming a slut to black women and such. She asked questions and I hid nothing. I talked about my need for control, coercion, humiliation and degradation. I went into how pain and rough sex stimulates me. I shared it all as if I were educating the girl.

She talked about her she would visit. It was fascinating. That happened when she was barely 13 and only a few initiation into sex by her older sister, Kristen, and an older cousin who lives in Ohio, when months before she met me for the first time. She’s always been submissive to Kristen. Shortly before she met me, there was a long-standing feud between her and a girl her age named Marlowe. The feud eventually became physical and she wrestled Marlowe in front of some other girls and won. She made Marlowe kiss her pussy and it electrified her.

A few months later in April of 2009, she met me at Stephanie’s cottage and was determined to show Kristen that “she’s a big girl now” and showed off by being snippy to me in front of the older girls. When Molly handed her the toy that day and dared her to fuck me with it, she was scared as heck but was also determined to prove she wasn’t a chicken. Later that day when the other girls took her back to the bedroom where I was tied and encouraged her to make me suck her pussy, little triggers went off in her head about older women, one she masturbated to many times. We discussed this as a defining moment, a term you’ve used with me, Kammy, and one I passed along to her. When she saw me again six months later, she had more confidence and a greater curiosity about older women. With Kristen’s help, she’d fucked Linda a few times and done a piss scene or two.

She asked questions about my fondness for pain and I tried to explain what an aphrodisiac it was for me. We did some experimenting. I got out the toy bag, spread things out and she tried a variety of clamps on my nipples and lips and various spanking items. She’d do things and I’d tell her what it felt like in either words or yelling. So in a way, I was teaching or mentoring her which she enjoyed. She also wanted to know more about ropes and tying and asked whos the best; I told her Stephanie or Julie. She tried a few basic things but it was more in fun than serious restraint.  Nonetheless, it led to me eating her and a lot more kissing.

That was pretty much how we spent our day; that, plus some pool time. But for both of us, it was interesting, informative and educational. That’s an understatement, lol. Kisses.

Aug 23, 2012: Cristal's Ceremony

After writing last night, we had an initiation ceremony; we, being Molly, Cristal and Megan.

Molly complimented Cristal on how she handled me yesterday and gave her points for how she’s used me the last couple of times. She decided that I should become Cristal’s in some more formal way. So in the midst of girlish laughter that was almost impossible to stifle, I became Cristal’s “mommy” and she became my adopted daughter. Molly made it clear that role reversal would prevail and Cristal was in charge of the relationship. Cristal was ecstatic. I accepted my new position and pledged myself to serve my new daughter. Whether this was for the evening, a week, or longer, I really didn’t ask and didn’t care. Everybody was grooving on it.

Since I was kneeling at her feet during this, I symbolically bent forward to kiss her feet and suck her toes. Cristal said I should also kiss her pussy and ass and I willingly did. I said a few words about loving her and hoped she would enjoy me as her mom and looked forward to my daughter having her way exploring me. I got very theatrical with all this then laid back, opened my legs and told her my pussy and ass as my mouth belonged to my new daughter.  We made this up as we went along and it was a mixture of seriousness and cuteness.

Cristal wrote her name above my pussy, wrote “slut” on my ass, drew hearts and balloons on my body and flowers around my tits with my nipples as the center of the flowers. But she became serious about pissing on me with the proverbial cat marking its territory routine. We moved to the bathroom and she pissed on my face and into my mouth. That led to a naughty mommy routine of ass spanking. But from there Molly suggested she take my ass and fitted her with the strappy. I pledged my ass to her and lubed the strappy and my hole then got on all fours.

I actually pushed back against the dildo and in somewhat of a learning process for her, timed the strokes and penetration because she is not experienced. She wanted to learn and I wanted her to learn, too. I guided her with “yes”, “slower”, “there”, “yes, yes” groans and so on. She got the rhythm and I relaxed and let her experiment until she felt comfortable. It wasn’t perfect but it was effective and I rubbed my clit while she ass fucked me until I came.

We eventually moved to the shower. I washed every inch of her body from her toes to her hair then dried her off and did her hair then brushed it as I have done Molly many times over the summer. I made a huge production out of this and absolutely loved it. Around 1:00 in the morning, we slid into my bed. Molly took Megan to her bedroom and fucked her. Cristal and I were softer and cuddled. We kissed, omg, did we ever kiss. I told her I’d help her understand my body and mentor her in any way she wished.

I’ve been here with Cristal, just the two of us. I’m training her to use me.

Aug 22, 2012: Cristal Babysits Me

This was my 4^th straight day of nudity after the crazy Saturday night  party.

Before Molly left for class this morning around 9:30, she got the new leather cuffs from Paris and cuffed my hands behind me, locked cuffs around each ankle but did not connect them, collared me and attached the leash. She told me Cristal would be over later to tend to me and I was free to wander around the house until then. Obviously, my mind was reeling as I pondered my situation and waited for Cristal.

Around 10:30, Cristal arrived with Cara and Megan. Molly left a key under the mat for them. For a few minutes, they taunted me until morning cloudiness gave way to sunshine around 11:00.

They took me downstairs to the rec room and had me sit on the wicker sofa with my ass scooted right up to the edge of the cushions and my upper body propped against sofa pillows. They ran ropes from the ankle cuffs to the front legs of the sofa and tied my legs wide apart. They stripped and before changing into their bikinis to loll around the pool, they got up on the sofa and rubbed their pussies and asses over my face in this playful little game. I ate them but not to a cumm. Cristal played with my clit, got me worked up, tormented my nipples and fingered me until I was on edge. Then she stopped.

They went out to the pool and left me squirming. Over the next couple of hours, the three of them came inside for drinks and teased me more in the same way … clit teasing, some fingering of my cunt and poking fingers into my hole. They’d work me up; have me begging for an orgasm and then stop. They’d stand on the sofa, straddle my face and let me lick them, sometimes to a cumm. They’d spit on me, do their taunting, degrading teen verbal on me telling me in a variety of ways what an old whore I was. This madness went on repeatedly.   

They enjoyed several orgasms but did not allow me any.

Somewhere around 1:30 or 2:00, I think, they came in and began a more forceful taunting and controlling. They focused on my nipples, sucked my tits, bit them, lubed my asshole, slid a vibe in it, and began taunting my clit, pinching it and backing off. Cristal fingered me and brought me to the edge. I told her I loved her and I’d be hers. She extracted promises from me about being hers and if I'd do her friends at Sweet 16 parties.

I pleaded  for a cumm. She got the rabbit and brought me off in a series of mini orgasms until i had tears in my eyes. They took turns wiping their fingers through my cunt and feeding me my cumm. It was shameful and they mocked me to the hilt. Cristal asked me if I loved her and for the second time, I told her I did.

They untied my legs and led me into the shower to pee while they watched. Again, that set off a new round of taunting and calling me a naughty mommy. The term "naught mommy" gets all over me and they know it. Still taunting me, the girls brought me to the sofa, pushed me over the back of it and took turns spanking me with their hands then with a paddle. Cristal was definitely the ringleader throughout this mockery. Her taunting reminder that she has three years of experience with me, albeit limited and sparse, each time shes with me becomes better for her.

Molly came home mid-afternoon and got a full report of this although I know they were texting back and forth all afternoon. She took the cuffs off and I ate her in gratitude. Then the four of them went to the pool. I lay on the sofa and napped then went upstairs to fix dinner.

Sheryl is in New York until Friday.

Cristal and Megan are still here at the house; they’re spending the night. Both of them have sucked Molly. Marianne may be over also but that seems iffy.

Anyway, that’s my day and tomorrow probably won’t be too different.

 

 

 

Aug 15, 2012: Cristal and Friends

Wednesday, Molly called my cell while I was in a meeting with several people and told me bluntly to get my ass home … right now! I made an excuse and left immediately.

When I got home, she told me to strip. I removed everything. She gave a small pre-packaged set of cheesy, slutty lingerie, the kind you’d buy at an adult store or by mail order, which consisted of a sheer black nightie that tied in the front, black fishnet hose and garter belt. To this, she instructed me to add a pair of black, fuck-me-quickly heels. She had me sit on the kitchen table and arranged me so that I was propped back on my arms, legs wide apart and my feet against the seats of two kitchen chairs. My cunt was wide open. I waited with no clue yet what was up.

Shortly, Cristal came over with Megan, Cara and Amy. Molly led them to me then stepped aside to let them do whatever they wanted. They did a ton of teasing. Molly told me not to break my position.

They pulled my tits out the top of this slut outfit, manipulated them and pulled my nipples. Below the bust line, there were no snaps or ties to keep the short negligee together so my tummy and lower abdomen and cunt were exposed.

Their mocking and insults increased … old whore, shameless slut, teen pussy slave, no control over myself … and told me how ashamed I should be. They started fingering me and kept playing with my tits, but it was mainly them inserting their fingers into my pussy and frigging me.

One by one and in no particular order, they continued to finger me, pull my nipples, play with my tits, rake my inner thighs with their fingernails and grope my body. If I squirmed, they reprimanded me and reminded me that I wasn’t to move. I had to sit there and take it. I wasn’t restrained in any way. That made it a mind game for me, a test of wills with theirs totally overpowering mine. Their attention to my cunt was non-stop as was their taunting insults. Trust me; four 16-year-old girls feeding off each other, acting in unison know no limits to their verbal insults. I reached the point of orgasm but Molly slapped me and said no. They kept fingering and mocking me until I was crazy, absolutely crazy.

Finally, they gave permission for me to orgasm.  They would not let me get away with one, either. They took turns making me cumm and this kept up until my pussy ooze created a puddle on the table.

It was almost embarrassing; they laughed and reiterated what a slut I was.

Molly scolded me for making a mess on the table, not ordinary chiding but strong scolding, slapping my face, spitting on me and treating me like a foolish, uncontrollable child.

She told me to get off the table and look at what I had done. Once I did, I had to apologize for making a mess. She told me to lick it up. The girls were in stitches laughing taunting me about how shameful I was.

When I finished licking my cumm oozing’s, they pushed me face down across the table, legs apart and spanked me with wooden spoons, spatulas and kitchen things. They fingered my ass part of the time and called me a naughty mommy.  I came again and they forced their ass-scented fingers into my mouth, which I licked clean. I also licked the table again.

The trashy mouth teen verbal simply got all over me. It was horrid, and I had zero control over this.

Then Molly had me off the table and on my knees.  All of them were still dressed. She had me asking them if I could suck them, begging like a dog, I was about to go thru the floor.

They were drinking, too, beer, or cranberry vodka, so they were feeling no inhibitions. They stripped to some degree or the other. They lined up, leaning against the kitchen counters, and I was going down the line on my knees sucking pussy and asses while they mocked me to pieces and told me my reputation at their school will be spreading.  They had me suck pussy then tonguing and rimming their asses and talked about me as if I wasn’t even there.

We transitioned to a bathroom upstairs. Molly had me strip and get in the tub.  I knew what was coming, all of them still drinking, still degrading me verbally, all of them waiting to piss.

Fuck! I was going crazy, knowing it was coming, them holding off, deciding who would go first. Molly was goading them, saying ...do it, she’s just a slut, piss on her for Gawd sake.

Then it started, Cristal and Megan pissed on me initially, aimed at my face and mouth, shouted at me to keep my mouth open, Molly backing them up with threats to me of worst things to come if I didn’t. They laughed their butts off, hitting me full in the face and mouth. Cara and Amy followed pissing onto my face, hair and down my body. Molly took her turn, drenching my hair then pissing straight into my mouth until she dribbled down.

When that was over and they’d had their fun, Molly said to thank them, they are my betters. She told me the girls, regardless of their age, are at least strong enough to exercise their will over me and I need that. So naturally, I’m in their debt.

That’s hard to fathom sometimes with girls this age who are spreading their wings, learning there are women like me and I’m to please them.

When the piss scene was over, they went downstairs, left me in the tub and told me to remain there until they told me when I could get out of the tub. I’m not sure exactly but about 30-45 minutes later, Molly and the girls came back. They told me how gross I was; they left, including Molly, and went to Starbucks. My orders were to clean the bathroom and myself. I'm quite sure it could have ended much worse.

August 4-5, 2012: The Weekend

This weekend craziness started Saturday morning, August 4. That morning, I started the obligatory cleaning and laundry. When Molly got up, she was still pissed about some kind of blowup Friday night with someone. I have no idea who she was out with on Friday night.

She fucked Sheryl then me and decided she wanted friends over to fuck us. She called Marianne but she was shopping with her mom so she called Julie who was working until 6:00 but said she’d come after she got off.

Molly was impatient and cranky. So she called Stacie, the girl she met at a bar back in late June and brought home to fuck me. They talked. Molly told her to come over, bring a friend, and fuck me and another slut. Stacie agreed. Molly cuffed me, gagged me with dirty hose, did the same to Sheryl and put us in the big cage naked.

About 2:30, Sheryl and I heard the doorbell then conversation. We looked at each other in stone cold anticipation. My heart was racing and I know hers was, too. Molly brought them upstairs to my bedroom where we were caged. Stacie, totting a 6-pack of beer, hooted. This other gal, Paige, a trampy looking bleach blonde, did a big “OMG” and looked like she’d seen a ghost. I suppose seeing two naked mom types in a cage was the last thing they expected. Molly didn’t introduce Sheryl as her mom but as some old whore who she fucked. I’ve never heard Molly refer to her mom in such a specific way. I knew Sheryl was struggling with it, too.

Stacie and Paige aren’t the usual type for Molly. They’re both mid 20’s, a bit rough around the edges and borderline redneck women. To Molly, nothing mattered other than fucking. Stacie had obviously told Paige about Molly bringing her over in June to fuck me. Stacie, though somewhat unsure of herself back in June bragged to Paige about how cool she was with all this. However, to me it was obvious Paige wasn’t sure what to think. They popped the tops on a couple of beers while they ogled us and Molly showed them the toy collection.

Molly left Sheryl in the cage, got me out and let Paige get a good look at me. Both of them felt me up.

Molly removed my gag but not the cuffs and had me say hello to her guests and thank them for coming. She got a leather belt and began beating me, telling Stacie and Paige beating me put me in subspace for them to fuck me. She let them use the belt on me some, but for the most part it was her, beating my butt, back of thighs until I’d fallen on the floor then hitting my upper arms, tits, tummy until I was begging her I’d do anything. She told me to get up and lie across a dressing bench that she got out of the bathroom so she could use the strappy. With my hands cuffed behind me, I struggled to do it, which somehow made me seem more visually pathetic and controlled.

Molly fucked my cunt, ass and mouth in that order. Stacie was doing omg’s like crazy and anytime I caught a glimpse of Paige, she was frozen in stone watching this and later said she’d never seen anyone taken like this, certainly not an older woman.

Molly left me draped across the stool and got Sheryl out of the cage. Referring to her as another old whore, not her mom, she let Stacie and Paige, both of whom were still dressed, fondle her. Sheryl blushed beet red but was so wet her juices were oozing down her inner thighs. Even though Stacie was palming Sheryl’s cunt, Molly slipping a finger in her and brought her off in about two seconds. Sheryl cried in embarrassment and Molly gave her a ton of verbal.

Molly removed my cuffs, had me spread myself and show them my wet cunt. She told her guests they could have me any way they wanted to but she expected it to be hot. They stripped; neither of them are exactly trim and fit. I ate Stacie then sucked her tits. At first, it was fairly rote and mundane. I wasn’t sure what to make of Paige’s reaction. She has nice tits, smaller than Stacie’s but larger than mine so I sucked her nipples and stroked her untrimmed pussy. Molly wanted more action and didn’t hesitate to say so. Our three-way turned to more pussy and ass sucking and finally to me lying over the edge of the bed, pulling Paige across my face, nuzzling my way through her bush and sucking her pussy. Stacie fucked my cunt with the strappy.

While I did this, Molly had Sheryl on her knees sucking her pussy and licking her ass. Then she put Sheryl on the bed beside me and had Stacie come over and fuck her mom’s cunt while I continued to eat Paige. After Paige came (finally) and left my face gooey, I kissed Sheryl while Stacie fucked her. Sheryl came again and I rubbed myself off for a second cumm. 

We took a break. Molly uncuffed Sheryl. Stacie and Paige had finished the six-pack and wanted more beer. Molly didn’t have any so Paige dressed and drove to the store. While Paige was gone, Molly played sex director and had me lying on the bed face up, Stacie straddling my face, Sheryl on her tummy with her face at my cunt licking me off and Molly with the strappy fucking her mom’s ass. I focused on Stacie’s huge clit, sucked, licked and nibbled her and fingered her ass brought her off. That’s how things were when Paige returned.

Shortly after Paige came back, Julie arrived. After some brief introductions, she immediately latched on to Sheryl, collared and leashed her. She had Sheryl on her knees telling everybody that she’s “Miss Julie’s whore and she owns me.” Julie made her confess everything she’d experienced from the girls and bad-mouthed her about being a slut and a whore. Sheryl kept meekly saying “yes, Miss Julie.” For quite some time we had the Julie and Sheryl show. First Julie had Sheryl go through this routine of begging to be used as her slave, had her get her new red leather collar and leash, present it to “Mistress Julie” along with some rope, a paddle and a handful of dildos. Julie had her begging to be tied up, spanked and fucked. It was hot. Julie made a big production out of this and Sheryl seemed to be on another planet.

(I don’t know where this came from; I’ve seen a little bit of it but not the whole Mistress and slave routine to this degree. I think maybe Sheryl was a lot freer playing the role that she was just some other slut and not Molly's bio mom.)

Anyway, in front of everybody, Julie collared her, tied her hands and arms behind her with a mass of rope and randomly started using all her holes, ass fucking, sucking the strappy and serious pussy ramming and such. Julie referred to Sheryl’s mouth as her sexual trashcan, spit in it, had her licking her feet, sucking her ass then cumming on her and dribbling piss into her mouth. She spanked Sheryl until her cheeks and upper thighs were beet red. At the conclusion of this little sex opera, she had her sitting on a suction dildo admitting she needed more sex and fucking herself to a cumm. 

That prompted Molly to have me beg Stacie and Paige to do the same to me. Paige had no clue how to carry this off effectively. Either that or she was too spent and fucked out or too buzzed on beer. Stacie, though, picked up on it pretty well and did a decent job of tying my hands behind me, ropes around my elbows and upper body. She had me suck her toes and lick her feet. With some coaching from Molly, she had me admit that I was a slut, I would suck her ass and I was as big a whore as Sheryl was. (Weird twist of things, isn’t it?)

Stacie told me no other woman had ever sucked her ass but her boyfriend had. Molly told her to shut up and focus on what’s in front of her. Stacie took her panties off, pulled her sumptuous ass cheeks apart and stuck her ass back. I kissed her rose, licked her ridges and then sucked. She started cooing then I probed my tongue into her ring. I ended up eating her ass quite some time while she played with her clit. When she was about to cumm, she turned, let me suck on her clit, came and squirted all over me. I thanked her for using me.

Molly had tried to fuck Paige but she was about passed out and told her no, she wasn’t that kind of girl. (Weird, huh?) Undeterred, she handcuffed Paige, called her a drunken bitch and told her she was going to suck pussy. Before Paige knew what was up, Molly had her thighs around Paige’s face and told her to suck pussy or get out; that watching these bitches get used made her horny. I don’t know whether it was more of Molly's grinding on Paige’s face or Paige eating her, but Molly got her cumm and didn’t stop at one, either.

We had these three things going on, totally unplanned, making it up as we went along but we ended at the same place; three girls who were in charge and three who were sucking ass and pussy. It was kind of neat to me.

Around midnight, Paige, still handcuffed and partially dressed, said she had to go. Molly said nobody’s going anywhere. Paige argued, Molly said bullshit. Stacie said she didn’t want to leave and told Paige to cool it.

Julie said she was taking her slut to the bathroom to drench her in piss. She convinced Stacie to join her and piss on me. Molly said she’d piss on Paige for being such a bitch.

Paige was moaning like a cow, Molly dragged her into the bathroom where Sheryl and I were already kneeling. I tried to be serious about this and pledged Stacie that I’ll be her piss slut, I knew it was inevitable anyway. Julie had Sheryl in lala land and was already pissing. Paige was screaming. Molly slapped her, kicked her legs out from under her and as she sank to the floor, grabbed her hair and started pissing on her. Keep in mind Paige was partially dressed in bra, panties and a top.  Stacie pushed her hips forward and tried to piss but she couldn’t. She cursed and bitched said she knew she had to pee but apparently had this mental block about pissing on another person. Finally, she broke out laughing, I laughed and so did everybody else except Paige who was lying in piss, soaked and crying about her clothes were ruined. It was hilarious. Molly removed Paige’s cuffs and told her to clean the floor.

Julie untied Sheryl and they showered together while Paige cried and cleaned the floor. When she finished she said she was going home, piss soaked clothes and all. She made it to the bottom of the stairs and simply passed out. We were good to her, I suppose. We took of her piss soaked clothes, laid her on a beach towel, threw a blanket over her and let sleep there all night.

Molly and Julie took Sheryl to her bedroom. That left me with Stacie in my bedroom, which reeked of sex. She untied me and we went to sleep. Marianne never made it over Saturday night.

I woke around 10:00 Sunday morning, sore, bruised and rope marks all over my arms, wrists and upper body. I showered, didn’t bother with clothes, went down and made coffee.  

By 11:00 or so, everybody was up including Paige. After coffee and a shower, she and Stacie left. Stacie wanted to stay but Paige wouldn’t. I’m not knocking her, I think it was a lot to throw at her because to me, she’s more accustomed to fucking guys and Molly taking her the way she did, particularly the pissing, was probably a first.

Marianne showed up shortly after Stacie and Paige left. Apparently whatever she had for lunch on Saturday while shopping with her mom didn’t agree with her and she just couldn’t make it over. When she found out what happened she was pissed. All that aside she was not at her perkiest. We spent most of Sunday afternoon around the pool. Both Sheryl and I, well marked with telltale bruises and rope marks, took turns serving the three of them. Then around 7:00, Stacie called and asked if she could come back over. Molly agreed and began to strategize.

But when Stacie showed up, she had Paige with her. We were dumfounded. Molly told Paige the only way she was getting back in her house was naked and crawling on her knees begging for forgiveness. Stacie tried to bargain on Paige’s behalf. Molly wouldn’t listen so Stacie told Paige to do it. Molly let Stacie in and told Paige to come through the garage. Then she slammed the door in her face and opened the garage door.

We watched from the dining room windows as Paige walked toward the garage. In about two minutes, there was a knock on the door from the garage into the laundry room and lo and behold, there was Paige, naked, her clothes lying on the garage floor behind her. All of us watched as she dropped to all fours, crawled in and apologized. This little drama took on a life of its own. Molly had Paige agreeing she needed a spanking for being such a bitch last night, cuffed her hands behind her back and draped her over the back of a cushioned wicker chair in the sunroom. She told the rest of us to spank her butt; we did, every one of us, including Stacie.  

During part of this prolonged spanking, Molly was behind me, her arms around me, the front of her body pressed against my back. She stroked my tits, nibbled my earlobes, caressed and fingered my pussy and whispered in my ear, “you’re mine, bitch.” It was sweet, powerful and erotic. I melted, absolutely melted and came from her fingering me and rubbing my clit. When I’d ebbed, she told me to go eat Paige, suck her and make her feel welcome. I went behind Paige, dropped to my knees and licked her cunt and up to her hole. I could feel the heat rising from her reddened ass. Something about her spanked ass and thick matted wet lips excited me. I licked her off and tongued her hole, my left hand cupped under her cunt and rubbing her clit. She came again. Molly told this is what you get when you do things my way.

Interest turned to Marianne's tits. Molly told her to get her clothes off (she only had on a bikini, lol) and show Stacie and Paige her tits.  Stacie stripped and I don’t recall that anybody else had much on either. She and Paige (cuffs now removed) were both sucking Marianne's tits. Paige for the first time, was actually laughing and giggling so I concluded Molly's little admonishment and group spanking must have set her straight.

I would term most of what happened Sunday night as a cluster fuck. We didn’t have any of the deep sexual scenes such as the Julie and Sheryl show, nor did we have any dedicated pairing off.  The group moved to Sheryl’s bedroom at Molly’s insistence. She used Sheryl’s red leather wrists and ankle cuffs and straps to restrain her in an X-position, face up. Molly obviously played to that.  Then Molly told Stacie she wanted to see the two of them fuck “this old bitch” like a whore. There was some question on Stacie’s part as to Sheryl’s relationship in this whole thing. Molly pondered the question and then told them Sheryl was her mom and she owned her as well as me, Sheryl was pleading through the gag for silence. Molly went on to say I was 100% slut and her mom was about halfway there. After the shock, awe and laughter subsided, I noticed Sheryl’s body language changed; She acts quite differently when shes being fucked in her own room, like her only escape has been violated. But now, she seemed even more tense and apprehensive now that her cloak of identity was exposed. Molly removed the gag and made her mom tell them she was her daughters whore and had been since June. To drive home Sheryls vulnerability, Molly fingered her mom and then slid her whole hand up her cunt. Sheryl looked lost. Molly withdrew her hand and told Stacie and Paige to take her. They began fucking her cunt, pinching and biting her tits. Stacie sawed 4 fingers in her cunt, and eventually got her whole hand in. Both of them face sat her.

During some of this, Marianne and Julie had me on my knees beside the bed sucking both of them. Julie decided I needed the same treatment my slut sister. She tied my arms and wrists behind me and threw me on the bed beside her. Julie slipped fingers into my cunt until she had four in me, and kept going until she eased her hand into me too. The verbal was horrendous and from a power perspective, it was clear Sheryl and I had none.

After both Julie and Stacie slipped their fists out, I licked Julie’s hand and Sheryl did the same to Stacie’s.

They untied Sheryl, retied her wrists behind her and marched us into the bathroom. Sheryl and I kneeling on the floor, side by side, our butts stuck back, our shoulders and upper chests (collarbone area) resting on the edge of the jacuzzi tub, our faces hanging over into the tub. The five of them stood behind us and started mocking us about our slutty wide open cunts, lubed our asses and used dildos or the strappy to ass fuck us. They compared the features of our cunts, lips, clits, and assholes in the most derogatory talk imaginable. . At one point they clamped our pussy lips, used an ass vibe and the wand around our rims and lightly on our cunts.  Nonetheless we came and pissed.

For their final insult, Molly dragged out the newest toys she’s purchased with my money; two lifelike (cock and balls) suction dildos. (She buys everything in two’s now; wonder why.) She suctioned those to the floor, one behind Sheryl, one behind me. When they were in the right spots, Julie and Marianne tilted my body back until the head of the cock was against my hole. She raised me, lubed my hole and the cock and had me push down until the cockhead slowly penetrated my ass. They then did the exact same thing same to Sheryl. Molly told us to start fucking. My ass was raw but I didn’t have a lot of choice and I started slowly raising and lowering my hips until I felt the thing penetrating me fairly deeply. Sheryl did about the same. Molly told us to go faster; she wanted to see our titties flopping up and down. Stacie, Marianne and Julie picked up on the verbal and laughed about two whores fucking their own asses. The final insult was Julie, Molly and Marianne pissing on us. Even Paige was laughing and pissing; Julie still couldn’t do it, though.

After a few minutes of this insanity and humiliation, my hips and knees gave out; so did Sheryl’s. Molly said we’d better get used to this because we’d be doing this in public soon.

About 1:00 in the morning, Stacie and Paige left and went home. Marianne did too; she still wasn’t feeling that well. Sheryl and I showered. Molly and I slept in her bed, Julie and Sheryl in hers. Monday morning Sheryl made a gallant attempt to go into work but she just couldn’t and called in sick. I ached so badly I could barely walk and I looked like hell warmed over. We both went back to sleep. Though Julie spent most of Monday over here, we didn’t fuck but took sit baths and relaxed.

July 27,2012: Whitney's

Molly had me wear her latest thing in trashy looks; a pair of ragged daisy dukes, so short that when I sit, you can see my cunt; above the waist, a white casual blouse that buttoned in front, which she tied at the waist and left most of the buttons open. A pair of high-heeled white sandals finished off this slut look. After driving a few miles down I-77, she exited into a gas station and told me to get out and fill the tank. That within itself was mortifying but she gave me the classic “my way or the highway, bitch.” I about came unglued but I did it. I know it took me 5 minutes to get the red blush off my face.

With me giving her directions, we headed to Whitney’s. The closer we got, the more she teased me until my nipples were rock hard and my pussy matted with ooze. She at least pulled into Whitney’s driveway instead of parking in the street.

Inside, Whitney, Karen, Beth and Erica leered and the three girls did their usual “all talking at once” routine. After introductions and a ton of razing from all four of them, I got drinks from the fridge for everybody.  Not much happened for a few minutes as the girls got used to Molly and her to them. finally, Molly announced she brought me down here to see me get used. Whitney deferred to Karen and the girls and told them to go for it.

Karen told me to get naked so I stood and took off the blouse and shed the ridiculous shorts which by then had a tell-tale wet spot in the crotch. As much as the girls wanted sex, there was some definite timidity about them getting naked in from of Molly. Whitney assured them Molly was okay and had seen black girls naked before. Karen broke the ice, stripped and called me over. that’s when I noticed she’d gained probably 10-15 pounds but it’d didn’t bother her in the least. This was obviously a Beth, Erica, Karen and “me” show. Whitney and Molly remained clothed and seated.

I knelt in front of Karen and she pushed her hips forward to the edge of the sofa. As I sucked her pussy she chided Beth and Erica about being so chicken about getting naked. After I’d sucked her for about 5-10 minutes, they were both naked and dragged their dining room chairs closer, formed a semicircle around me and started chanting and jive talking. Molly said I needed to “whore it up” a little bit more and told me to finger my cunt as I sucked Karen. Whitney giggled. Karen held back until she’d dirty talked me to pieces then gave me a good gush of her cunt juices. I licked her residue.

I turned to my right and knee walked a couple of paces to Beth. I kissed her tits and sucked her nipples. Molly reminded me to keep frigging and I kept my right hand in my cunt and separated Beth’s cunt lips with my left hand and fingers. Within a couple of minutes, she slid off the chair and lay in the floor with her legs pulled back. I lowered my face more to keep contact with her cunt which meant I had my knees wider apart sand my ass suck back more. That exposed my frigging more. Karen and Erica sat behind me, smacked my ass hole and made nasty, lewd comments about me frigging myself. Within 60 seconds, I exploded off a cumm and Beth came like a skyrocket. Molly was in stitches.

After Beth came, Erica spun me around like a top and pulled my face between her outstretched legs. She propped up on her elbows and told me to get fingers in her and suck her clit at the same time. I held my left hand against her and thrust three fingers into her pussy and kept my mouth on her clit. Molly made sure I was still frigging myself. Beth wanted less on the clit and more on the cunt so I sawed four fingers into her until she was humping her hips up and down then told me to suck her clit again. I slid four fingers into my cunt and pumped both of our pussies in unison. Erica squealed and squirted; I pumped myself to a second cumm.

Before I could fully recover and Erica was still rolling on the floor in ecstasy, Karen had me on my back, straddled me and had her ass hole lowered over my face. She told me to suck and keep fucking myself. I was so sensitive I could barely touch myself. Molly yelled that she hadn’t given me permission to stop and if I didn’t frig, I’d be going home naked in a taxi and not with her. I blurted a “ yes Ma'am”, and found a way to frig while I sucked Karen's ass and rubbed her clit again. Beth and Erica had my legs apart, spit at my pussy and probably hurled the words “whore” and “slut” at me 100 times.

Beth had me come back to her. She scooted her knees under her, had her butt stuck up and told me to suck ass. I tonged her, too. Moly gave me permission to put my thumb in my ass and keep two fingers in my cunt and that’s how I sucked Beth.

We went up to Karen’s bedroom. She got the strappy and told me to lie face down across the end of her bed. She kicked my knees apart and lubed my hole. There wasn’t a shred of inhibition; it was pure Karen at her meanest.  She had me beg her to take my ass, that I was her whore and that my ass was hers. She slid it in me a little, paused and keep easing it in until she had it well into me and had me moaning. I caught a glimpse of Molly who had this sinister grin on her face. Whitney was out of my sight range at that time. Karen started fucking me slowly at first then with little regard for my ass and started pumping me. I yelled a lot. Erica got on the bed and slid her pussy under my face, her legs across my back. I sucked her as best as I could while Karen took my ass. After she pumped me for a long time, she eased out          and turned the strappy over to Beth. Her ass fucking wasn’t as harsh as Karen's, probably because my ass was distended but I still felt it. By the time she finished, I’d made Erica cumm again.

There was a brief pause. Whitney asked Molly if she wanted to fuck me but she deferred and said this was all about me getting fucked by her girls. Whitney told me to get up, clean the strappy thoroughly because she was going to take my cunt. So with some amount of trepidation, I washed it off. Whitney had me get on my knees, present the strappy to her and ask to have her fuck my cunt. There was some cooing and teasing on her part before she let me fit it around her waist and hips then kneel and suck it. She did a symbolic mouth fuck then told me to get back on the bed with my hips close to the edge of the bed and knees pulled back over my tits. I positioned myself as she wanted. she teased me some more, bantered back and forth with Molly about what a slut I was, then rammed it in me. she’d fuck me for a while, stop, make me beg for more then start again. She had me ask Molly for permission to cumm (a diabolical touch) and Molly would deny me and tell Whitney I needed to be fucked some more. Whitney would start again. The two of them played this little game until I was frantic. Finally Molly told her to just fuck this old bitch to a cumm. Whitney pounded me and pinched my clit until I was cumming off the charts.

They went downstairs; I cleaned myself and the toy. I came down and found Molly engaged in conversation with Karen about some of the things they’d done to me in the past. After they finished, I dressed, we did our goodbyes and left.