Sheryl and I left early Thursday morning, picked up Hilda and headed for DC. My clothing was minimal, a mini, blouse, no bra or panties obviously, hose and heels and of course the chastity belt including the plug. We took a lightly traveled highway through the mountains of Virginia and got into DC around 4:00.
We drove to a condo complex to meet Sabine, Hilda's friend. She’d just gotten home from work and was still dressed in a tight black skirt, white blouse and black pumps. She's totally hot, slim, styled hair, appeared to be in her 40's and divorced. The connection between her and Hilda goes back to grad school. Once again it’s amazing to me how black women network with each other.
We were only at her apartment about an hour. Although I showed her I was belted and plugged, we didn't have any sex. She changed into shorts and sandals and the four of us left for her vacation house on the Maryland side of the Chesapeake Bay, about an hour and a half away.
Once there, Sabine gave us the grand tour. The house overlooks the water and has three levels; a garage and a storage room on the street level, living room, porches, dining room, kitchen and a bedroom on the second level and two bedrooms on the third level and a porch overlooking the bay. It's rather spectacular.
I knew what kind of weekend it might be when I saw that one of the end tables in the living room was a highly polished, wooden dog cage, and there was no dog anywhere. The storage room on the first level is completely concreted in and looked more like a bunker that a storage room. There were a few items hidden under a black drape. I got slightly suspicious.
About 30 minutes later, a girl friend hers, Christina, arrived. She's originally from the Philippines. Short, chunky, huge tits, and all that. At one time, she worked part time as Sabine’s maid to earn money to finish college.
Until her arrival, Sabine was formal and her asking a ton of questions particularly about Sherrie and me. In a way, I felt as if she was judging me or deciding whether to take Hilda's opinion of me or deciding for herself how much of a slut I was. However, there was no doubt that Sabine exudes dominance as much as any black woman I've met. By contrast, Christina was plump, bubbly, and acted as if she never took anything too seriously. She didn't hesitate to let it be known she intended to have fun fucking me, or fucking anybody for that matter.
I served drinks then stood in front of Sabine and removed the skirt and blouse. She fondled me and examined the belt, my body while Hilda and Sherrie described their experiences with me. Sheryl unlocked the belt and removed my plug so Sabine could see my hole, which obviously was gapping. She had me bend at the waist. When I did, she shoved fingers in my ass and twisted them around until I was stifling the urge to scream. She slapped my face with the fingers that'd been in my ass then had me suck those fingers while she berated me for being such a common whore. She liked quality and wasn't sure I'd do. That hurt me. She asked me questions until I admitted I'd fucked at parties by dozens of black women and teen girls used me in the woods. That really got her going. She opened the door to the wooden end table/ dog cage and told me to get my ass in there. She locked me in and then had me extend my hands between the bars. She promptly cuffs my wrists around a bar so I couldn't use my hands or being them back inside the cage. Then she told the rest of them to follow her out on the porch for drinks. Cristina became the server.
I seriously became concerned. I didn't know whether I had offended her in some way or she thought I was not worthy of being around her or exactly what. I was even more worried when the four of them came back inside and told me they were walking down street a couple of blocks for dinner and to stay out of trouble while they were gone. I stayed in about the same position in the cage and it’s not exactly a large one. Picture your average size end table and that's about it.
When they returned about an hour and a half later, around 9:30pm, they were laughing, giggling and cutting up as if they were all long lost friends. They brought me a doggie bag of their leftovers and set it on the floor. Sabine removed the handcuffs and had me crawl out. I asked to pee but Sabine told me to do what she told me. I gave Sheryl a pleading look but she told me she was merely a guest and to do what Sabine said. Sabine slapped me, shoved my face into the container and put her foot on the back of my neck while I ate.
This was not a good moment. I really didn't understand the power dynamics. I'm not a newbie at this but what I didn't fully understand at that moment, this trip was all about letting Sabine be the primary and Sherrie enjoying the role as a casual observer and seeing me used by a new woman. That became clear to me later. Also, what I didn't know was some transaction occurred during dinner (was money involved) that solidified the exchange.
Sabine took me downstairs behind the garage. they followed, and had me pee in a small plastic bucket. She told me I'd lost commode privileges due to my insolence. After I peed, she had me splash my hands in it and wipe my face, hair and tits. She didn't tolerate the smallest degree of insubordination. I apologized for about the 10th time. She said words didn't mean shit; if I was sorry, to tilt the bucket and drink some pee then dump the rest of my pee all over myself. I didn't have a lot of choice. When I did it, she told me ... "Okay, you'll do." She grabbed my hair and yanked me behind her up the stairs. She pointed up to the third level and told me to use the bathroom, clean up and come back to her naked and pristine.
In the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror; I was a mess. Cristina came in and shut the door. She said mistress wanted me clean inside, too and got the enema bag from the cabinet. I almost protested but decided against it. She mixed a solution of water, soap and a white powder and told me to kneel. She lubed me, inserted the nozzle and slowly filled me. Then she undressed, sat on the commode and told me to eat her. I did and also sucked her tits. She said I couldn’t expel until I made her cumm. She's such a short butterball there's not much distance between her nipples and her pussy. I followed her instructions on what she wanted. She pulled her knees back and told me to kiss her ass and I'd be her slave too.
Something about this scenario just flipped my switch and this entire moment of humiliation got all over me. In about 10 seconds, I went from trepidation to insanity and got into the moment. She told me I was a bad woman. I told her I was. She came and squirted. She told me to get in the shower and release. When I expelled, she held my face against her hairy pussy and she came again. I wanted to cumm but she told me Mistress would not like that, and would ask me if I had and would know if I was lying. She gave me a second and third enema with plain water to ensure I was clean.
I showered. Cristina primped me and applied makeup the way she said mistress wanted. I looked gaudy but I've learned over the years that black women seem to enjoy giving me the bimbo or slut look with excessive makeup. She had me put on fresh thigh highs and heels and took me downstairs.
Sabine actually smiled as Christina led me to her. That gave me confidence. She told me to spread my legs and asked me several questions; was I clean inside and out, did I make Christina cumm, etc. She told Sheryl their dinner agreement was a go and she'd be the temporary ownership of me. Sherrie said she'd be delighted and gave her key to the belt.
Very quickly I'm learning who has that key has the power over me.
Sabine had me turn my butt to her and spread to show her my clean hole. She lubed a finger and reamed me to be sure. She gave me a butt plug, let me lube it and told me to plug myself with one steady thrust forward so I felt myself give in and accept it. She said if I failed to do it correctly, she'd do it and it'd be much worse. So standing in front of her, I shoved it in.
She ordered me to sit on the floor, legs folded under me, my feet pushed out to either side so that the inside of my ankles were on the floor, my butt was on the floor and the heels of my feet were somewhat close to my hips. She had me arch my back to thrust my cunt toward the floor. She folded a towel and slid that under me and had me grind my cunt on the towel. The final part of this posture was for me place my hands on my heels.
She talked a lot about me being a dirty girl, playing with my piss, taking an enema and so on. Then she slapped my face and tits. If I failed to keep my clit against the towel on the floor, she'd hit my cunt. She slapped my tits back and forth, spit at me and exerting her control. I wasn't going to break the position for fear of worse retaliation. Sheryl smiled at my predicament, Hilda basked in the glow of recommending me to a friend, and Cristina rubbed herself off. I kept thinking ... Here I am the lowest among all and their satisfaction depends on how much abuse and pain I could tolerate and how long I can take it.
I begged for mercy and said my knees were numb. Sabine stopped and said she knew that was the weak point of others she had in the pose. Coming out of the pose was horrible. It took several minutes for my knees to get over the pain. I walked around until felt comfortable.
They put me back in the chastity belt but instead of using the piece that covered my asshole, ran the thin chains from the rear of the piece covering my cunt up the sides of my hips to the waist, thus leaving my ass hole available. They laid towels across the coffee table. Sabine told me to get on all fours on top of it. I did but she repositioned me on my elbows and had me push my hips back. I'm no dummy; I knew what was coming. We'd brought two strappy’s and I figured Sabine had one lying around somewhere.
I figured right. Sabine’s had about a 12" black ribbed cock. She walked around me a lot and said my asshole looked like it’d been fucked forever; that, plus a lot of other degrading talk. Sherrie was calmly sipping wine and smiling. Sabine lubed me and thrust inside of me until I was bellowing like a cow. That ceased when Hilda took my mouth with her girl cock. Christina, bless her, used this as an excuse to strip naked, knelt in front of Sheryl and sucked her.
Both Hilda and Sabine had their hands in my hair, Sabine pulling my head back, Hilda holding my hair on each side of my head and ramming her cock into my mouth. It was probably the best fuck by two black women I've ever experienced. Both of them spit on me, too. I had to hold on for dear life while they fucked me before switching positions. When they switched, I glanced at Sheryl again. She was on her back on the sofa with her legs over her head and Cristina feasting on her slit. After Sabine fucked my mouth, she took her girl cock off and stuck her ass back in my face. Hilda gave my ass a rest, went over, shoved her cock into Cristina’s pussy, and fucked her to a cumm. Eventually, Cristina came over and fucked my ass while Sabine took a break. Sherrie was between Hilda and Sabine on the sofa cuddling and rubbing until she buried her face in Sabine’s pussy. That just sent shivers through me, especially when Sabine came. That was hot. Then She came over and let me kiss her pussy then offered me her ass. I ate her while Cristina finished my ass and fucked me senseless.
By that time, everybody was winding down. Shortly after midnight, they used leather cuffs and straps to secure my hands and arms behind me and put me back in the cage.
They went to bed. Sabine took Sheryl to bed and Cristina and Hilda went upstairs to bed. I was exhausted but couldn't get to sleep the cage was so small. I'd doze off then wake up; truthfully, it was miserable. I heard moans coming from Sabine’s bedroom and Cristina yelling in Spanish from upstairs. Around 1:30, Cristina came down and pulled me out of the cage. I learned later that she and Hilda fucked until Hilda wore out; Christina was still horny so she came down to get me. She laid me on the floor, straddled my face and I licked her off for at least two more orgasms. She had me suck her tits, face sat me some more and finished with me sucking her ass while she frigged off. She probably had half dozen orgasms just with me. She's incredible. She left me on the floor, took the blanket off the back of the sofa and covered me then went back to bed. Finally, I got some sleep.
Friday.
Friday was relatively mild compared to Thursday night. I'll summarize or this will be so long you'll never find time to read it. That morning, they removed the straps and the belt. I made coffee. I felt like hell most of the day from Thursday night’s abuse and lack of decent sleep. Sabine took little of that into consideration though when she got going. They did a few essential things like go to the grocery store, liquor store, though I wasn't part of any of that. I showered and stayed naked. Sabine locked me in the belt again and I knelt and sucked her pussy.
There were a couple of incidents that I'll relate. Sabine was completely in charge. She belted me that morning after I showered but left the rear shield off and used her red gel knobby plug to plug my ass. I was naked with the exception of a pair of mesh thigh highs and my Lucite heels. Sabine liked that. I made beds, cleaned the kitchen and did a few other maid type things. Cristina wanted to fuck me when she got up but Sabine told her no. After I finished playing maid, she called me into her bedroom. I prepared her bath then washed her and did her hair. She made a big ritual of me drying her, styling her hair then adding touches of fragrance to her hair, neck and inner thighs. She was in a long dressing gown.
She went to her bedroom door and told the others to go have fun; she wanted a day alone with me. She told them some places to go, things to see, etc. then shut the door.
She returned and we continued. When I finished everything she wanted, she complimented my skills and asked who taught me. I told her about our relationship with Jody and her insisting that I serve women of color. That impressed her. I moved on to Katrina and Joan, Fran and her parties where I learned to serve, and of course, Mw. Then I hit some of the less elegant and raunchier times with Karen, Whitney and the teens, even Sophia. Relating all this made me wet as a river and horny as hell. Belted and plugged made it worse.
She said my only relief would be to use my mouth to serve her pussy. She was on her dressing bench, turned and propped her elbows on the vanity, opened her gown and legs and told me to enjoy my reward. The way she did this was stunningly beautiful. If I could have touched my cunt, I'd haven cum in 10 seconds. Instead, I knelt between her legs and slowly licked her off. As I licked her, she went back to the raunchy times I related with Karen and numerous teen girls. She said that was interesting to her and she'd love to see a group of black teen girls tear into me. As I ate her, she became more vivid about this until she spasmed. I hugged her hips and kissed her pussy as if I were making love to her face. After a few moments of complete silence except for her breathing subsiding, we moved to her bed so I could attend to her ass. I had my mouth encircling her hole, tonguing it, and rubbing her clit and nipples until she had another orgasm. I lay with my face between her cheeks while she recovered.
She got her toys, came back to bed and told me to do her ass all over again. She had beads, vibrators, and such. She laid nude face down across her bed and told me to do her ass and massage her. I worshiped and attended to her ass in every way I possibly could think of. In time, she fell asleep again. I took advantage of the quietness to lie against her, cover us and go to sleep.
We woke around 2:00p. She had me removed the plug and heels and fix her some lunch. She told me I was good and this was her vision of how a white woman is supposed to serve the superior black sisters. She had me go into more detail about Fran and her parties. Then we talked about Mw and her friends. I showed her my blog and at her request, opened a bottle of wine for us while she scanned a few entries. We talked about my "formative years", how I became so hooked on submission and masochism and the desires lay largely latent until I met Diane. She probed my penchant for submissive sex in out of the way areas, woods, basements, Mw's playroom, attics, etc.
She in turn told me her background.
Early afternoon, She took me to the storage room on the lower level. She asked if this is the kind of place I could see myself in. I told her it turned me on. She beat my tits, slapped my ass and had me kneel and eat her.
We went back upstairs. She had me fit her with the strappy and slid the girl cock in my mouth. She figured my cunt was soaking wet from the talk. All I could do was nod and grunt yes. She intended to fuck my ass again. I spread my legs, feet on the floor and lay across the end of the dining table. She took the cock out of my mouth then gagged me with a rubber ball gag, then shoved me face down across the dining room table with my legs spread. She let me anticipate the inevitable. She dirty talked me then without warning slid her cock in me. She was pounding me when the others came home around 5:30. I held on for dear life and drooled saliva on the table. When she finished fucking me, she let me remove the gag and clean her table. The rest of the evening was quiet. I ate them and Cristina fucked my ass.
That night I slept with Sabine and Cristina. I was belted but not plugged and hands in leather cuffs behind me for extra security. Sheryl slept upstairs with Hilda. I'm sure they fucked but no one shared any details.
When I woke, Sabine was in the kitchen reading my blog on her pc and drinking coffee. She asked about Murielle then said that I really was a slut for teen girls. We did the same routine again. I attended to Sabine and Cristina, and I sucked Hilda while Cristina was eating Sheryl. After I showered, I was back in the belt and naked.
Later in the day, Sabine read more of the blog and asked when my last cumm was. I said Wednesday when Sheryl came home. She talked a few minutes about my cunt belonging to others and told me to put my hose and heels back on. When I did, she had me stand facing a side window and told me to play with my nipples until told to stop.
She and the others went out on the deck and talked. When they came back, Sabine said they'd take the belt off, and when it came off, they expected to see a soaked cunt; otherwise, they'd whip my cunt and put the belt back on. I knew I was wet but played with my nipples for them some more while they watched.
When Sabine unlocked the belt, I was dripping. She inserted a finger, then two and three and had me lick her fingers. Her fingers in my cunt were like magic. She told me to stand facing the window, legs apart, and my hands clasped behind my head. She and Cristina went back to her bedroom, Sherrie and Hilda stayed to watch me. Nothing was said but I felt suspense building.
In a few minutes, she returned dressed in red over the knee boots, an open bottomed red corset with her breasts hanging over the top and red opera length gloves, a wisp of a red panty and her strappy. Cristina had laced her tight and actuated her figure. I about melted and I don't think Sheryl was far behind. Even Hilda commented how gorgeous she looked. Sabine said she didn't mess around. She had a flogger and a crop in her hands and Cristina had a small bag of things.
She stood in front of me and asked in a mocking tone if I wanted to cumm. Obviously, I said yes. She cuffed my wrists behind my back and showed me a lifelike cock and balls suction dildo. She told me to follow her and went out onto balcony where there are a couple of chaise lounges, a wicker sofa and several small round metal cocktail tables. She mounted the dildo on the floor and said if I want it, come get it.
The balcony has a solid wall about three feet high all around it and a metal rail about six inches above that. I could duck walk or crawl out on the balcony naked without being exposed to people passing by on the street or in the other homes to either side of hers. However, with my hands cuffed behind me, crawling was out of the question. So I crouched and duck walked out there. Halfway there she gagged me with a ball gag. I squatted over the dildo and moved around until it penetrated me. Then I started fucking it. It didn't take me long to reach an orgasm. I grunted as if to ask permission, Sabine understood and told me I had better do it. All of them were sitting on the chaise lounges or deck chairs sipping vodka tonics and I'm working my ass off for a cumm. Diabolical. Sabine told me to keep going and I did until I was sweating and had a second one. In the aftershock, I fell over and lay there panting and drooling. Sabine said I was far from through. I struggled to my knees. She positioned the dildo under my hips and had me fuck it by raising and lowering my hips. She had a flogger and Hilda had a short leather strap. I'd fuck the thing; they'd beat me and encourage me on. I had another one but she told me to keep going. She added a blindfold. One of them touched my clit briefly with what felt like a wand. I was squealing, cumming sweating and drooling all over myself.
Finally they pulled me off the dildo and put me on a chaise lounge and tied me to it, legs spread. They rolled the chaise lounge through the sliding glass doors and into the living room. Then it got wicked. From then on, it was the wand driving me insane and a dildo with a stimulator inside of me. One of them removed my gag. Hilda pressed her pussy into my face to silence my screams. I lost track at six orgasms. They continued; I’d guess I had about 8-10. I was so out of it, I couldn't get up to piss and pissed all over myself, the chaise and her floor. I couldn't tell you what time we started this or my own name. All I know was it was dark when we finished.
They untied me and Cristina and Sheryl dragged me to the shower. I sat in the shower floor and let them wash me. I was out of it and giddy as hell. I drank some wine, had a piece of warmed over pizza and went to bed.
Sunday morning was basically leaving the bay. Cristina took Sabine back to DC and the three of us headed south for home.
Sabine told me she wanted more time with me. Sheryl has no objections so I suspect I'm going back sometime soon.
