Mar 26-31, 2013. Atlanta

I need to catch you up on things, particularly the Atlanta trip.  

 

This starts with the end of my 14 days at Murielle's. After two weeks there, the main reason I came home to Sheryl’s on 3/25 was not so much because I was not feeling well, but mainly, to give me some rest and preparation for something else Molly had schemed.

 

This gets complicated.

 

Recently, Molly met a girl online named Anna who is from Atlanta but goes to college in California.  For her spring break, Anna and her roommate, Camille, from Wisconsin, flew to Atlanta. Two days later, they drove to Charlotte on Sunday, 3/25, to attend a concert by an indie rock band which I never heard of, but why would I. To some extent, their trip up here was to get the real life read on Molly's relationship with her mom and me.

 

Anna and Camille came by here Sunday afternoon, met Molly, Julie and Marianne, had dinner and drinks then all 5 of them went to the concert. Sheryl and I were pretty much in the background for this.

 

Sunday night they crashed here. There wasn't any sex but Molly made it clear through her actions that she controlled things here.

 

Monday, Sheryl flew to New York for an overnight business trip. Molly went to campus that

morning and returned after lunch. I made breakfast for Anna and Camille. Otherwise, things were above board but slightly awkward. They planned to go back to Atlanta that afternoon, but Molly, once she got home, talked them into staying another night. They agreed. That night Molly fucked me in front of them and by around 9:00 had me begging to eat them and confessing my role as a slut. I groveled in front of them, generally made a fool of myself (all at Molly's direction) until I'd eaten both of them and they'd spanked my ass.  They interrogated me on all sorts of things, too.

 

Briefly, the girls: Anna is 20, she’s pretty much along the lines of spoiled rich, about 5' 8"' and 120ish, willowy, tall sandy blonde, average sized breasts, beautiful legs and figure.  Her pussy is au natural but trimmed. Camille is also 20, about my height, a few more pounds than Anna and fuller, earthier look with probably D-cup breasts and fuller hips. She has beautiful skin, a lighter corn silk blonde, also keeps her pussy natural, nor does she shave her legs or armpits. Being such light shade of blonde, it’s barely noticeable.

 

I suppose it’s fair to say Anna and Camille are bisexual, fuck guys when they feel like it but also engage in same sex moments with girls their age but no mommy types like me.  Obviously, the opportunity to do so became fascinating and by Tuesday morning, they'd fucked my ass, pussy and mouth. 

 

However, Tuesday afternoon, they left for Atlanta to attend some party or something; I'm not exactly sure what. Plans were in place, though, for Molly, Julie and Marianne to come down for Easter weekend and bring Sheryl and me.

 

When Sheryl got home Tuesday night, she wasn't thrilled to learn what Molly committed her for but that didn't mean much.

 

Sheryl and I, made our plans to drive down Thursday afternoon, get a hotel suite for the weekend and do the Georgia Aquarium on Friday morning. (I’d seen it once a few years ago but Sheryl hadn’t.) Molly had an exam Friday morning so she and Julie drove down Friday afternoon. Marianne had other plans for the weekend and couldn't join us.

 

Late Friday afternoon, Molly and Julie arrived at the hotel and had already lined up Anna and Camille to come over and party. Sheryl and I were stark naked and handcuffed when they got there. That left no doubt what the fuck was going to happen. Sheryl was an instant attraction. Molly gave her mom to Anna and me to Camille. After the predictable cravings of Sheryl and me sucking them off and being humiliated, they had us together on the bed, still handcuffed, lewdly sucking each other while they spanked us, spit on us and used about half the toys in the bag on us.

 

Then we went to dinner. Ha! Sheryl and I got to clean up a little but panties weren’t allowed. We still had that just fucked look. We took the MARTA to some swanky Italian restaurant in the burbs, had a fabulous meal, got wonderfully wasted on superb wine and some of the best Italian I've ever had. Sheryl paid and we made it back to the hotel.

 

It took about 10 minutes for the servitude to start all over again including Sheryl and I being cuffed, collared, leashed and being led half naked up and down the hotel halls in the wee hours of the morning. The thrill of controlling older women was sinking in to both of them until we called it quits for the night.

 

Saturday morning, after sleeping things off, we went to some absolutely funky district of Atlanta that has about every element of humanity walking or crawling the streets. The weather was gorgeous; 70s and sunny. We had lunch at some sidewalk cafe, trolled used clothing shops, hair dying parlors, bong shops, sidewalk music and dancing, you name it. I now have a black leather bra and multicolored wrinkled cotton skirt with slits everywhere. Sheryl got a red vinyl micro mini and a thin cotton tube top with imprints of Heinz ketchup bottles on it and blobs of ketchup stains right over the nipples. Molly insisted we wear that totally whacked out stupid stuff. We were gaudy as heck but we fit right in. LOL, thank you Anna.

 

Then from there we walked about a half mile to Anna's. the neighborhood changed from tacky and whacky to elegant and trendy. Her house is new, overlooks a scenic park and like Sheryl's, is on three levels with a walkout. Unlike Sheryl's, though, there’s no pool.

 

Anna’s dad is divorced and now has a live in girl friend who, according to Anna, seems to be mainly after his money, of which he seemingly has plenty. Gf and Anna don't see eye to eye on much. Gf was out all Saturday visiting friends to avoid having to be around Anna so we didn’t meet. But her dad was home, very nice guy and quickly showed an interest in Sheryl. He was playing tennis later that afternoon at his club and when he found out Sheryl is a tennis buff, invited her to come along. She, though, declined, the excuse being that she didn't have her gear on this trip. I'm about to lmao thinking the dad is smitten with Sheryl, and in the dark corners of his mind, probably sizing her up between the sheets. In the meantime, it's his daughter who is fucking her. I could barely keep a straight face.

 

The embarrassing part was us; being dressed as we were in these pseudo hippie outfits looking like street urchins. When he found out the girls bought this stuff for us, he found it good natured and funny. Sheryl wanted to put her regular clothes on but Molly wouldn't allow it. That sent a signal I'm sure. He left for his tennis club around 4:00 and extended another offer to Sheryl for dinner. He also offered to have a car pick us up and take us back to our hotel to change but Anna said we had things in control.

 

When he left, we plotted our next move within about 10 seconds. Anna and Molly took Sheryl up to her room and fucked. Julie and Camille fucked me in one of the guest rooms where Camille was staying then we joined the others in Anna's room. Both of us got cunt fisted and I got my ass royally reamed with an English cucumber with a condom on it. We lulled around for an hour or so afterwards then dressed again and walked back to the wacky tacky area and hit a bar, then an organic food restaurant and back to the hotel.

 

The real focus of the rest of the evening was Molly controlling Sheryl and coaching Anna on things. Anna made the blatant statement that she'd love nothing better than to kick dads g.f. out. I'm sure things will be interesting this summer when Anna comes home. One thing we discussed was her spending some time with Molly over the summer. Fucking a mom type or two and having access to a backyard pool 24/7 seems to be very alluring. LOL.

 

There wasn't much beyond that. Sheryl and I were fucked out. Anna and Camille left about 1:00 in the morning to get back to Anna's since they had a Sunday flight back to California. Sunday morning we left around 10:30 or 11:00, Sheryl and I in her car, Molly and Julie in theirs and took our time getting back home. I slept like a baby last night.

 

Love you and hope you can follow this crazy weekend description. I miss you.

 

Kisses, e

 

 

Mar 21, 2013: On Loan, The Conclusion

 

March 18. It's pretty clear to me that I'm staying here for at least another day or two.  I understand that Murielle is meeting some people this afternoon about me but that's about the extent of what I know.

In the meantime, I'm going to talk about some of my other events in the past few days. Not all have been as dramatic as the day I was left alone, naked, blindfolded and chained to the coat hooks in the front hallway.

However, one thing is very clear, Murielle is very big on exposure, exhibitionism, and keeping me naked.

Saturday and Sunday were beautiful days, temps in the 70's, the kind of day when people would be out. Murielle moved a chair in front of the large window in the living room and had me sit, naked, legs draped over th arms of the chair so my cunt was wide open and exposed. She didn't tie me or anything, just told me this is how she expected me to be anytime she walked through the room. Part of that time she was cleaning the front porch, in the yard picking up twigs and small branches or talking to neighbors who walked up the street. Occasionally she would glance over her shoulder to be sure I was positioned properly.

 One woman who passed by and knew Murielle stopped and talked in the yard. She glanced in the right direction, saw me and gave a big smile. They talked and laughed for a few minutes before Murielle brought her inside. She introduced her friend, Tashana. After a few awkward moments, Tashana said she needed to know me better. Like the house slave, Murielle expects me to be, I brought both of them beers then knelt in front of Tashana and asked if I could serve her. That about blew her mind. She asked me some strange questions about what I was up to. I told her I was Murielle's fuck slave. Those words came easy for me but I’m sure Tashana already knew exactly what was going on and in some way wanted to hear me say it. She told me she’s 25. Within minutes, we’d moved to the bedroom. I undressed her, kissed her feet and toes then sucked her pussy. She has an extremely muscular, toned body, a tight abdomen and a very close trimmed bush. Truth be told, she has one of the sexiest, tightest pussy’s I’ve ever seen. I had this vision that I was serving some Nubian goddess or warrior. She didn’t show a lot of raw emotion but had this superior, quiet way of directing how she wanted to be touched and letting me know when I’d touched the right spots. I really got into her and thanked her for allowing me to bring her to orgasm.

 

Hi again. It's about 1030 Wednesday night, the 20th. I'm still here at Murielle's. The last 2-3 days have been relatively quiet compared to the first week. Still no clothes at all. Mostly I clean for her during the day and make myself available. She has a few friends who stop by randomly to fuck me, which is mostly me lick item off. There's no order to it, they come by, ring her doorbell, I let them in and do what they want. I swear to you, I feel about as much like a whore as I ever have. It's generally one at a time though there has been some overlap.

 

LaSonya, the woman I met within the first few daya I was here, has really latched on to me and returned several times. She's experimented and added fucking my ass and spanking me to her list of fave’s, Ha, that’s an understatement. A couple of times she’s come by when Murielle isn’t here.
 

Murielle goes out almost daily from about 10:00 until 3:00 or 4:00. I still don't know where and I don't ask. Two, maybe three times a week she goes out at night around 7:00 and stays out 2-3 hours. Again, I don't know where or what. I asked her once where she goes and her reply was “I’m going out to save the world.” Go figure.
 

Usually she has one of her friends here when she's gone. If not, then she handcuffs my hands behind me and also hobbles my ankles with a short piece of chain. I can walk around obviously. I've learned that the keys to the cuffs and padlocks are somewhere in the garage which is about 30 feet off to the side and toward the rear of the house. If I tried to go out there, anyone passing by or in the houses across the street could see me so I'm not inclined to go streaking out to the garage to look for keys. And if I found them, what would I do anyway? I don’t have clothes or a car to go anywhere. However, her friends who come over seem to know where these keys are. She seems to have this well thought out.
 

Jas and Karen. Jas has been over several times, spent a few nights here but at times Murielle keeps her away. Why, I don't know exactly except I think she irritates Murielle's patience. Karen is a different story; Murielle plainly doesn't like her. My opinion... Regardless of how effective Karen has been in using me In the past, Murielle is easily provoked by teen girls. Also, despite Jasmines past bluster and attitude, and Karen's too to some degree, Murielle can put them in their place in about 10 seconds.
 

The one main exception is that Murielle truly enjoys seeing Jasmine beat me. One night this week, Sunday, Monday, I've lost track of the day, she had jas rope me up and beat the daylight out of me and fuck my cunt, ass and mouth. Again, Murielle and two of her friends watched, smoked, got high, drank wine and ate pizza.
 

I'm pretty sure I'm going home by the weekend. Must go, she's telling me to get off.

 
Love u.  

Sent from my iPad

 

Note: around noon on Thursday, March 21, Molly came by to get me. I put on clothes for the first time in 14 days, hugged Murielle and after promising to see her again, left with Molly.

Mar 17, 2013: On Loan; Naked and Blindfolded by the Door

Written to Jody

Good morning and thank you for what you said. Murielle appreciated talking with you.

I was a little bit dismal when I wrote a day or two ago, after I'd found out Molly was back and I might not being going home to her. I still don't know what the situation is or will be but I'm trying to be more accepting of other potential outcomes. I miss her and Sherrie tremendously.

But as Murielle says, the one thing certain is ... I don't control time or place. 

She reminded me that I've been naked since I arrived here, her place, on March 7 around 9:00am. I'm almost shocked but its true, that's 10 days of Complete Nudity. An occasional pair of hose or sometimes a pair of slut heels don't count as clothes, that's for sure. But her point is my cunt (and the rest of my body) has been hers and on display for everybody to see and use. Looking back, it doesn't seem like 10 days; in some ways it's gone quickly.

Again she inserts her point ... That's what belonging to somebody is about.

Philosophy abounds here.

But what she wants me to remind you is that to all my days are not constant fuck parties. Some days or portions of days are me simply being here and serving her when and how she wants. I'm sure I easily bring her off at least 3-4 times a day if not twice that. Anyway, here is something she wanted me to share of how things around here.

Last Thursday morning, as she was getting ready to go wherever she goes, she let me shower, had me put on exaggerated make up. when I'd finished to her satisfaction she used leather cuffs to restrain my hands behind me then roped my upper arms tight against my body with a red rope. She told me how hot I looked and kissed me. After a deep, passionate kiss that resonated all the way to my cunt, she put her collar on me and padlocked a short piece of chain about 15-18" long, to the collar.

She took me to the short hallway that functions as an entry foyer. From the foyer, as you face the front door, on the left side of the door are several vertical panes of glass that go from about parallel with the top of the door to about 3 feet from the floor. By those windows, and mounted about head height, is a short board screwed to the wall that has several pegs and hooks to hang coats, scarves, umbrellas, etc.

Murielle had me stand facing the vertical panes of glass, windows. She padlocked the short piece of chain from my collar to one of the metal hooks. Then hung the keys to the padlocks on one of the hooks. The row of hooks is probably about 5-6" higher than my collar. There was no way it would come off. She put layers of newspapers under my feet in case i needed to piss, gaged me with a small ball gag then blindfolded me and told me she'd be back later. I came unglued! Absolutely unglued! She played with my cunt until I was juicy then went out the front door and locked it behind her. For a few moments I stood there frozen, groaning impatiently into the gag. within moments i heard a car pull out of her driveway. then silence and I intuitively knew she'd left.

I didn't have much wiggle room. I could turn side to side maybe a step or two but there wasn't any way I could get my naked body out direct view through the windows. Worse yet, not being able to see made me very hesitant to move too much. So I stood there pretty much as she left me. The inner agony though, was wondering if anybody would see me and that I wouldn't know who they were. I squirmed. Its just a natural instinct to test the restraints. But I sure as hell wasn't going anywhere. I heard cars drive down the street, people walking down the sidewalk because there's two big old oak trees in the front yard and I'd hear dried leaves and acorns scrunching under their feet and such. Her street is rather quiet so there's not a lot of traffic. I also had no way to judge time. It didn't take long for my drool to slime the front of my body.

Her phone would ring sometimes. Then I heard a car stop, a door shut and footsteps on the old front porch. I knew somebody was looking in. I froze. I was pounding and my cunt oozing. I heard giggles, somebody testing the front door knob, then the footsteps go across the porch to the side door and try that. It was locked, too. I heard a soft voice, presumably a woman on an cell phone telling someone "she's here." I froze in fear. Whoever was out there came to the front door again, didn't say a word but tapped on the glass. My skin crawled.

Then they left. I pissed on the newspapers. And waited with this inner dread the persons phone call would bring more gawkers.

It did. I heard another car pull up, acorns squashed by car tires, door shut and footsteps up the walk and onto the porch. Then fingernails tapping on the glass. Then another car, more footsteps. Nobody said anything, just me going crazy from knowing they were looking. I heard another car but by this time I didn't know if people were going or coming. I heard muffled voices and figured them to be black women. But who they were was anybody's guess. They tapped on the glass and laughed. Then as best I could figure, they all left. But within a few minutes another car came. Footsteps came onto the porch. Then I heard a voice say, "hey bitch, nod your head if you can heard me." I did. The person kept saying things to me. Then they left. I didn't know what was going on. I'd even lost track of how many people had gawked at me but figured it was 4 or 5 potentially.

A considerable amount of time passed then another car door slammed and footsteps came up the walk. This time they said "there's the whore", laughed and tapped on the glass. I figured two people, possible three. One of them walked around the side porch, came back laughing and said ... Here it is... And I heard a key in the door. I fucking chilled.

They came in. I was shaking all over. One woman told me not to worry, they were friends of Murielle. I nodded. They touched my cunt, rolled my nipples then went through the house, came back and removed my gag. Drool slushed out of my mouth. They tilted water to my lips. I drank. Then they gave me wine, lots of it. One of them asked if I was hungry. I didn't know what to say.

They unlocked the chain to my collar and pushed me to my knees. I knew what was coming and heard clothes coming off, a pussy against my face and one woman telling me to eat her. I started eating this woman and judging by her sounds, she was someone who I hadn't sucked off before. I kept going, listened to her breath and her directions of where she wanted to be licked. I heard the other woman saying things, too. The first woman told me I was as good as advertised. She came and the other woman took charge of my mouth. I sucked her while the first woman slid the toe of her shoe through the crack of my ass then knelt and and pulled my nipples. The second woman came all over me. I felt her pulse and gush much more forcibly. Then I licked ass, licked and kissed their holes.

They pulled me to my feet. They started teasing me and asking if I wanted to show a couple of black women how a white trah whore can cumm. I told them yes. They told me they didn't have much time, they were on their lunch hour, could I did it quickly or would they have to get back to work and leave me. They fingered me and clawed my tits and nipples. I went crazy and told them I could cumm. One woman put her fingers in me and I came and moaned. She kept probing me and I came again. Then I sucked her fingers. They locked my collar to the peg again and dressed. One woman's said she wanted to see me pee on my papers. I didn't have any trouble pissing for them. They laughed, put my gag back in and pinched my nipples. one woman commented that it would be so easy to take me with them for the evening, that Murielle probably wouldn't mind. however, they locked the door and I assumed returned the key to wherever it was hidden.

I never saw either of them.

I stood there, cumm trickling down my inner thighs and drool seeps out off mouth and down my body. I felt strange. Like I was bought and sold.

Within a very few minutes I heard another car stop and footsteps on the porch.then I heard this woman's voice say, gawd a'mighty, it's for real! This person stayed a long time staring, cursed a couple of times and left. I wasn't sure what to think.

Some time later, there were more footsteps and voices apparently coming down the sidewalk. I thought this was strange since I didn't hear a car but figured people might have parked elsewhere. But these were more youthful, more exuberant voices. They passed by, then I wondered if it was mid afternoon when school would be over and people walking home. I hoped not.

More footsteps, a group of them passed but I heard someone say something. They went on but then I heard voices again as if they were coming up beside the house and footsteps as if they were sneaking across the porch. Then I heard this younger girl voice exclaiming to look. I tried to turn away and hide but I knew it was futile. Then I heard a more adult voice telling ... "Cassandra, get off her damn porch and get your ass back over here."

The person left. I shook. I had no idea who that was.

Within minutes by my recollection, another car, another set of footstep. This turned out to be Murielle returning. she unhooked me from the coat rack, removed my blindfold and before she said anything, she had me between her thighs sucking her off. When she'd had her share of cumms she asked how my day went. I spilled everything out. However, she already knew most of it. She said I was a damn trip.

I asked who the two women were, she said they were good friends. I asked if she knew some neighborhood girl named Cassandra. She laughed when i told her what happened. She knows her but said she knows her momma better. Otherwise, she didn't say too much.

That's an example of things. I'll write more later. It's after 1:00p and it looks like I'll be here a while. I love you all.

And from Murielle, naked 10 days, 5 hours and counting. Kisses.

Sent from my iPad

Mar 11, 15, 2013: On Loan; The Second Week

My note. It's Friday, March 15th, around dark. I started writings this on Monday, March 11. I never got much of a chance to finish or send anything.
 

Also and most important. I was supposed to be finished with my loan out as of today. From what Murielle told me, that's not going to happen. Thats depressing. these girls have worn me to a nothing. I'm fried.

Anyway here's what I wrote in bits and pieces throughout the week.
 

Hi. I haven't been able to write, the weekend was hectic. Don't know now much time I have now, either. It's 4:34pm Monday..

Briefly, The last time I signed off in my journal, Friday night, March 8, Murielle was giving me the come here bitch routine. she restrained me in the arm binder before we went to bed. It's just one of her favorite items and for me, it's rather sensuous. However, it lasted only until 1:15am Saturday morning.

I slept the rest of the night in her bed but with my collar on, leash locked to her bed and her waking up during the night to fuck me. Once during the night, she unlocked me and led me out in her back yard to pee.

FYI she lives in a large two story white frame house, wrap around porches. basement, attic, Maybe 12-15 blocks from the edge of downtown. Generally speaking, the house has seen better days. At some time, the house was converted to a duplex, divided right down the middle from what I can tell. The back yard is fenced with an old dilapidated stockade fence thats leaning over in places. There's a 2 car garage on Murielle's side of the duplex that probably hasn't seen a car in years. Big old oak trees everywhere. Over the last five days, I've gotten a pretty good view of everything I've mentioned in terms of the house and its surroundings. I also found out she rents her half from the owners who live in the other half. I've met them. More on all the meet and greet later.

Saturday morning was more of the same, fucking when she felt the urge. i was still naked, totally, had not showered since early Thursday morning, felt and looked like trash, grungy as you can imagine, and my hair reeking of sex, sweat and pee. I'd asked to shower but she denied me the comfort and said I wasn't filthy enough.

In the afternoon, Two women in her social club, her term, came over to see me. Both were borderline ghetto, unremarkable, crazy hairdos, dressed in jeans, sneakers and hoodies. Both of them Lasonya (sounds like lasagna, gawd give me a break) and Deanna, are around 30 and with bodies a few pounds too many. They weren't overly wowed with me or at least not exuberantly so. It was more of an attitude of ... Hey, look at this, a naked white trash slut. They treated me very matter of fact, like they didn't expect anything more and this was just normal as night following day.

After about half an hour of shucking and jive talk, shuffling around and all that, they decided to fuck. I'd previously cleaned Murielle's fuck palace of a bedroom and she didn't want it messed up again before night, so she had them take me upstairs where there are two huge bedrooms, high ceilings and a full bath in between. There's also stairs to the attic. We went into the one bedroom that was furnished with an old iron bed, saggy mattress, a small bureau, a rickety wooden chair and a night stand, windows thick with dirt that give the whole place a dingy feeling. The other room is piled with junk.

They plopped on the bed, dragged me up with them, and in a very uncoordinated routine, they both got naked. Both have had kids, stretch marks, saggy breasts, overly large butts and all those typical attributes. Lasonya shoved my face between her thighs. She laid there and had a conversation with herself.

I'm being summoned. I'll be back when I can. I'll sent this.

Well, 24 hours later, I'm back at the pc.

To continue, Lasonya and Deanna both used me, mostly having me bring them off with my tongue and fingers. A variety if ways, them face sitting me, me between their legs and eventually with one on hands and knees, me behind licking ass. Murielle watches some of this then went back downstairs. I'm not sure how much time we spent but it went on until they were happy campers and I was worn out.

When I went downstairs, Karen and Beth, plus Jasmine and Maya (Jasmines friend) were waiting impatiently. They got into conversation with Deanna and Lasonya and started comparing experiences with me. Jas, who had been denied using me for over 24 hours by Murielle was mouthy, pissed at everybody, and Karen felt like queen chit about things were coming together. Between the half dozen women there, the atmosphere was anything but total harmony. I got a flavor for what a group of bitches they could be and felt like a commodity they were dividing up, buying and selling. The argument was who got to dictate what happened to me Saturday night. Murielle had more clients on standby, jas had her own thoughts about me serving her friends and Karen had her thoughts. Deanna and Lasonya also had thoughts but jas said they were shits and didn't count.

An all out argument and shoving contest ensued; cursing, pushing, name calling and all that. Jas claimed some degree of status because she knew me first, Karen had her own claim that I was her whore, and Murielle's position was.... This is her house so I'm her whore. Not to mention she's the biggest of the bunch. Jasmine and Karen, though friends, argue a lot. The issue? Karen's training by Mavis. Jas doesn't like Mavis, and thinks Murielle is better. Murielle really thinks the whole mess is funny and says Mavis sounds like she's with it.

Jasmine wanted to put on a show, beating me in front Murielle's friends and

Good morning, it's Friday morning, March 15.

I've given up trying to keep a daily journal. I'll get started writing, and the alone time to do so is sparse, Then Murielle or somebody will come for me which was the case monday afternoon. They took my iPad away for a couple of days also.

The Saturday night I was attempting to write about above, turned out weird. Murielle finally allowed me to shower, make myself presentable and put on red fishnet hose and slut heels, the first of any semblance of clothing I'd had on since Thursday morning.

Karen, Beth, Jas, Maya, stayed of course. Deanna and Lasonya left for a few hours but came back with friends around 10:00p.

A couple of other black women came and also their man friends. They drag out coke and get high. I don't like the atmosphere and whisper to Murielle. That pisses her off. Some of them throw me on the floor. Gets rough, ask me who the hell I think I am. I'm on my tummy in the middle of these people.

Murielle, Jas and some other woman grease my ass hole and get an ass hook and insert it. Other people are holding me down. The ass hook was firmly in me and they tie a rope from the ring on the end of the ass hook, pull my hair back and tie the rope from ass hook to my hair. My head is pulled back. They spit on me, curse me, name calling and all that. They have me on basically knees and elbows and put my leash and collar on me, jas has the leash and she is her old self. She pulls me around, I crawl behind her, people still yelling insults and some spitting,too. It's awful, my ass is up in the air and people are spanking it, kicking and stuff. Hook is hurting me, too.

Some black woman that I do not know takes her pants off and sits in the floor with her legs apart and yells at Jas to bring me over here. I'm shaking big time. She take my face and shoves it into her pussy. My ass still in the air. Some of them get the coke and they do a line of coke on my ass. At least that's the impression and sensation I'm getting. This goes on. they're also feeling my cunt up and fingering me. I eat the woman off and suck her toes then Deanna gets in on the act and I suck her off. People are drinking, partying, snorting and god knows what. Some guys fucking some woman and another guy wants to fuck me. He and Murielle get into an argument and she knocks him to the floor. I don't know all of this, just what i can see or hear. Another guy wants to fuck me also and tries to get his dick in my cunt. My hands and feet aren't tied so i kicked him. Murielle laughed. I got yanked around and sucked his cock some until he ejaculated on my face. This other guy jacked off on my face. I cried. Scared as heck. Thoughts of sugar and her dumb ass boyfriends from 5-6 years ago flashed through my mind. For a moment i thought i was going to get gang fucked. I'm near hysterical.

Murielle got in my face and asked what's wrong.. I couldn't talk at first but finally get it out about sugar and her friends. Enough so she knows my horror. She cuddled me like a baby, says that will never happen here. That my pussy belongs to her. I'm still crying. It's like a cry of relief, not fear. Some of the people overheard this, too. One guy actually apologized to me. Said all he wanted was a little fun. I told him that's okay.

Murielle told me I'm her baby but I'm still a piece of shit and these people are here to party. I get the message. One woman wastes no time putting me back on the floor, elbows and knees, ass hook still in and ass up in the air. Then she pulls her dress up and panties aside, I gratefully suck her off. People gradually get back into a party atmosphere. I do Jas and Maya. Jas is also fucking some guy and a girl. Though fucking me is off the table, Theres plenty of hands and fingers in me. They use a wand, and I don't know who "they" is and work my cunt. It isn't just the wand, there's fingers and more. My cunt gets used and someone worked hand up me. Also another guy shot off on my ass. I endure it. Still some guy wants a blow job but the woman I'm sucking won't budge and told him she owns my mouth and he can go to hell. I end up masturbating this guy.

It's like that all night until people passed out of left. I have no idea how many pussies I sucked or whose they were. Same with ass kissing. But I will say this clearly; the black women there definitely out hustled the men for my mouth.

Sunday was truly a day or rest, lol. Not because everybody is religious but everybody is recovering from hangovers or meltdowns. Other than sucking Murielle and a friend of hers, Corrine, as well as jas and Karen, it was a quiet day. My ass needed a break fro the hook episode anyway.

I'm going to sent this. People are coming over. More to tell you about the last 3-4 days but ill try to do that later.

Love you. No idea when this will be over.

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Mar 7-8, 2013: On Loan; Used

Hi, I'm going to continue writing about Thursday, 3-7.

Deirdre stayed most of the afternoon and fucked, she was more interested in
fucking me than cumming which is kind of odd. But that's her.  I stayed tied in
the  same position, she'd use the strappy, her fingers and a vibe. jas stayed
with me as did Murielle. Once in a while they'd go check on the kids who by this
time were whiny and a pain. Jas eased her fingers in me until she could push her
whole hand in. I was overstimulated or numb or something. I wiggled around and
asked for a break but that just urged her on. I should know better. 

I lost track of time until Karen showed up with Beth. Both of them laughingly
came back into the bedroom. By now its a chore to keep the kids out. Deirdre
though suddenly realized she was supposed to be back at home, wherever home is,
to get her own kid after school and droop the two rug rats she's sitting off at
their moms. So all of a sudden sex takes a back seat to kids and school pickup
stuff. She leaves which for me is a blessing because I'm worn out and Have a
dire urge to pee. Jas withdraws her hand out of my cunt. I'm trying to cumm and
lose reality and end up pissing... all over the bed, me and Jas. Murielle mad,
so is Jas. Karen is laughing. Jas pulls off her belt and flays my ass, cursing
me as she does it.

In doing some kind of defensive move, I get a cramp in my left thigh. I'm in
agony. Murielle comes to her senses and stops everything.

She unties me and works the cramp out of my thigh. I try to walk but I'm
limping. To myself I'm thinking this has barely been 8 hours and this is
supposed to go on for 8 days? I'll never make it. Karen wants her pussy sucked,
Jas wants to keep beating me, Beth is horny but Murielle shuts everybody down.

She works on my leg some more until I can walk. She's mad as hell because I
pissed on her bed.

She has me strip the bed including the mattress pad. She had jas find the key to
the slut shoes, Its in the toy bag, and get those off.

But for the next hour or two, I did laundry. Mattress pad, sheets, bedspread. In
between loads, I ate Karen and Beth. And,FYI, Murielle had Karen and Beth suck
her off, even though it's the first time they'd ever met.

After supper, Murielle oversees me getting her bed back in order. Then tells me
somebody else is coming by for a quickie. By now it's close to 9pm. However in a
few minutes, this woman comes in. shes probably 40-45, amazingly beautiful and
borderline elegant. the odd part is nobody else I've met thru Murielle  is close
to this. She's dressed nice etc, I'm wearing absolutely nothing but a collar and
leash that Jas put on me. The woman and I go back to Murielle's freshly made
bed. Woman name is Hollis. She has me undress her, very little conversation but
she lies on the bed and I kneel between her legs and for quite some time, I lick
her, finger her and play with her breasts, nipples and pussy until she cumms.
When she recovers, she told me thank you. I'm amazed even more; rarely does
anyone say that. She talks to Murielle on the way out and leaves.

Murielle  is counting cash and tells me I did good.

However, we had punishment time for pissing on her bed. She goes to the bureau
of her antique dresser and brings out the leather arm binder. Asks me if I
remember this from last time. Obviously,  I do. She laces me up in it. I start
getting wet; like last time this is the most sensuous feeling thing ever. And
again as two years ago, she ties the end of the thing to a rope that's strung
from from a hook in the ceiling. Karen and Beth are commenting like mad. I get a
spreader bar between my ankles and I'm bent over 90 degrees at the waist. My
ankles probably close to 3-4 feet apart. She starts hitting me with a flogger on
my ass, lets all the girls do it, too. My ass, inner thighs, hanging tits, and
over wet cunt. I'm in heaven, agony but heaven. Murielle used her wand on my
cunt while the girls would flog me. I had one orgasm after another and another.

This goes on until we'll after midnight before I'm taken down. Karen and Beth
left. I sleep with Jas and Murielle.

Now I'm on Friday 3-8-13, briefly.

This morning, basically I had to get Karen and Beth up for school. They left.
shortly after that, Murielle went somewhere, have no idea where or what.

I went back to bed and started thinking how this rent thing works. Molly rented
me to Karen, who rented me to Jas, who rented me to Murielle, who rented me to
Hollis and Deirdre. Scary.

I've had some time to update the journal. I'm sure i'll be blogging this when I
get home.

Jas gets up around mid morning. Off and on throughout the day, I'm serving her,
I ask about her mom, Susan and if shes planning to have me see her. i don't get
a clear answer.

Murielle came home about 2:30 and took me to bed. She told Jas to leave for a
few hours and told her to keep all her friends away. So for about 4-5 hours she
and I fucked. She had me in about every position imaginable, ramming away with
the strappy, using an inflatable dildo for my ass and just generally
experimenting with me. We did lots of "tribbing". Also used a double dildo for a
long time. Murielle referred to me as her white trash sex doll. I'll say this,
my pussy is throbbing. She also had me play with my nipples for probably a solid
hour just to see how wet I could get and how close to a cumm I'd get.

There's more but I've been writing long enough, or so says Murielle. She's
reading over my shoulder. Also she just informed me that she'd been easy on me
this afternoon and tonight. I'll send this. Again, I've been naked all day.
Tomorrow I'm told is a money day. I think I know what that means.

Also shes looking  at me, said I'm sleeping in the arm binder tonight and
plugged. It's 10;45p. Bedtime or fuck time.
Kisses. 

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Mar 7, 2013: On Loan

For several days now I heard talk about me being loaned out to someone. Generally Karen's name was associated with this and I also heard Jasmine's name mentioned. For the most part I passed it off but didn't entirely dismiss what I heard. Truthfully I sometimes catch wild ideas bantered around that don't happen, so I never quite know whats real and whats "just talk". However, both Molly and Jody kept pinging me. Some of this was in conjunction with Molly's spring break from college. At one time I thought I was going on spring break with her and some of her friends. Nothing, though, seemed finalized.

What follows here and in a few subsequent posts are exerpts I wrote to Jody, as I was able to, over a two week period. Jody discussed this with me afterwards and decided she wanted it posted. Here is it.

3-7-13. Thursday morning around 8:15.

Writing this at a McDonald's by the airport. Will try to keep you informed when
I can. No idea how or when I will be able to write.

I got up around 5:00 this morning to help Molly get ready to leave for spring
break. However what I did not know was that she told me to shower and get ready,
because I was leaving with her. after I showered and before I dressed, Molly had me
bend over the bathroom vanity and she wrote on me with a glue stick then sprinkled
glitter over that to form the words slut and whore over my ass and across my tummy.

Since the airport parking decks are demolished to build new ones. Parking is only at off
site lots and its a zoo.  Molly and girls arranged for a limo pick up to take most of them
to the airport.

When we were picked up, Stephanie was already in the limo and a girl I never met
named Ivana. We picked up Julie and Marianne then to the airport. They were to hook
up with two other girls for the vacation.. Everybody knew what was up with me. I
didn't say much. I wasn't sure how all this fit together. Molly said I was the
only woman she knew who took spring break to whore for black ass. I didn't say
anything.

At airport, Molly paid the driver. Before they all went into terminal, Molly gave the
limo driver info on whereto take me. He drove me to this McDonald's about two
miles from the airport. Told me this was My destination. I was dumbfounded. I
asked why. He knew nothing, he's doing what he was told.

Let me back up a minute. I had on a black corduroy mini, camisole and sweater,
no bra or panties, lavender mesh hose and red ankle strap slut heels. Ankle
straps a about an inch wide and little luggage locks that locked them onto my
feet, it was very noticeable. Also had my whole toy bag which is a red soft side
piece of luggage.

So picture this. At a McDonald's at 7:45 in the morning, dressed as above,
dropped off by a limo and looking lost as to why I am here, yes, I look very
conspicuous and people are staring. Especially since 75% of the clientele is
black. Plus I'm leaving this little trail of glitter everywhere I walk? I  looked
around for women I might know, found no one, so I got a coffee and egg
Mcmuffin. Found a vacant 2 person booth, sat and am writing you
Hang on, think I see Jas.

Friday morning, 3-8-13 about 8:00am

Hi its me again, continuing where i left off yesterday. yes that was Jas who
came by to find me at McDonalds

I'm at Murielle's. remember her? I'm stunned.

Jas bad mouthed me in McDonald's, called me a whore loud enough for half the
people to hear then says lets go. We left in her old car. Everybody staring. I
could have died.

Thought we were going to her house, but instead we drive to Murielle's. that's
the woman Jas took me to the last time I saw her, February, 2 years ago. Look it
up on blog, please, if you don't remember. I know it's there. If you recall,
Murielle paid $ 300 for me and turned around and whored me out to a black couple
for 2 times that.

Murielle is as big as she ever was and just as vocal. She pours a drink, gives
me one. last thing i want but take it. she tells me to undress and she takes my
clothes, That was about 9:00am yesterday. I'm naked save for the heels and hose.

(Side note, I've been naked ever since.)

Jas and Murielle see the glitter, laugh their butts off. They get a bright idea
and talk about covering me in glitter sometime.

Jas and Murielle take me right there in the living room, such as it is. Within
minutes, I'm fucking both of them. Sucking Murielle's pussy while jas is fucking
mine, then a switch and I'm eating jas. Murielle gets her strappy that has a
huge black dildo. she used this on my ass and cunt last time i was here and i
nearly freaked out. this time was no different. She  fucked me like she was
going straight through me, reamed my ass with this thing, had me on all fours,
held my hair and told me all about how she's going to whore me out more than she
did last time.

We fucked until close to noon.  I probably ate both of them a half a dozen
times. Jas went out for deli food for lunch and I listened to Murielle revisit
her philosophy about white women and how we're destined to serve black women.

But before Jas returned, this black woman, Deirdre, came by and dragging 2 kids
that she was sitting. Murielle hustled me in the bedroom as they were still on
the front porch.  She comes in, I'm listening in the bedroom and hear them say
to the kids to wait. Murielle brings Deirdre into the bedroom and tells her she
can fuck me. She's maybe 30-35, chubby but still some shape. We're alone. She
sees whats left of the glitter and gives me a snarky laugh.

She takes her sweat pants and top off and crawls on the bed. Tells me to get up
here. Soon I'm on my back, she's face sitting me and riding my face like its her
toy. The more I suck her the more wicked and bold she becomes. Yelling oh, hunny
get me off and squeezing my lips. She cumms , rides me some more. By this time
jas is back, she's watching the kids and Murielle comes back and makes sure
Deirdre is getting her monies worth and she has freedom to fuck me. Deirdre
needs no encouragement because from my perspective, fucking me is like a drug
for her. But the worst part is while Deirdre is smashing me down to the bed,
Murielle ties my wrists to the corners of the head board.

They talk. Jas joins in, too. They decide to tie my ankles to the upper corners
of the head board. So legs as wide as possible, and in a V, I'm like wide open
and my cunt and ass stating them in the face. Deirdre gets the strappy and with
Murielle's help, starts fucking my cunt. Jas squirms around over my face and
lowers her ass over my mouth. Everybody's so intent on fucking until Deirdre
gets her monies worth. 

Hey ma'am, I have to stop for a while. Murielle is up its about 9:30am. Jas is
also here, stayed overnight, and from what I can tell she spends a lot of time
here. Must go. More when I can.

Kisses, E



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