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
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